' 𝐆wyndolin ও
@moon-affinity.bsky.social
𝙃ear the voice of mineself,
... Gwyndolin,
...
𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚖𝚎 „
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... Gwyndolin,
...
𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚖𝚎 „
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Pinned
𝐈 use to 𝙲𝚁𝚈, but now I
, 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥 up high ,
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, Not go unpunished
, 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥 up high ,
…
…
, Not go unpunished
you may advance. heed the warning that my greatness is weak with physical defense, hence we shall play as fools.
"Oh, a game then.
Who lunges first? I am very good at biting."
Who lunges first? I am very good at biting."
my greatness desires play.
January 24, 2026 at 8:24 PM
you may advance. heed the warning that my greatness is weak with physical defense, hence we shall play as fools.
point. 🫵.
“ pardon me – ”
< — heard there was near-death experiences happening in the area, and morbidly curious.
January 24, 2026 at 8:22 PM
point. 🫵.
my greatness desires play.
"You would not make me complain if we fought playfully— however I do not understand why would you like such thing."
we proceed to play fight like the swine we pretendeth to be, til my teeth sinketh too deep into thee. thyself then proclaims i have ruined the fun. 💔
January 24, 2026 at 8:12 PM
my greatness desires play.
“ a bow pleases, proceed, ”
despite themselves they lower expectations and desires, moving a hand to gesture in a way of acceptance. the divine watches from the shielding of their crown— eyes beaded with the anticipation of a follow-through.
and once a bow is given there is a moment of graceful
despite themselves they lower expectations and desires, moving a hand to gesture in a way of acceptance. the divine watches from the shielding of their crown— eyes beaded with the anticipation of a follow-through.
and once a bow is given there is a moment of graceful
Oh, the angel was surprised when he heard the androgynous looking being was in fact a man instead, tilting his head down.
"Understood, I apologize for mistaking you for a woman, Gwyndolin."
Tipping his head to the side.
"Momentary worship? How would you like me to do it? A bow is enough?"
"Understood, I apologize for mistaking you for a woman, Gwyndolin."
Tipping his head to the side.
"Momentary worship? How would you like me to do it? A bow is enough?"
visually no threat, so given a passive approach towards.
“ — gwyndolin, final son of gwyn; septhis dushyanta, thee are permitted a stay in area, with the expectation of momentary worship. showeth respect, earneth the same, “
“ — gwyndolin, final son of gwyn; septhis dushyanta, thee are permitted a stay in area, with the expectation of momentary worship. showeth respect, earneth the same, “
January 24, 2026 at 8:08 PM
“ a bow pleases, proceed, ”
despite themselves they lower expectations and desires, moving a hand to gesture in a way of acceptance. the divine watches from the shielding of their crown— eyes beaded with the anticipation of a follow-through.
and once a bow is given there is a moment of graceful
despite themselves they lower expectations and desires, moving a hand to gesture in a way of acceptance. the divine watches from the shielding of their crown— eyes beaded with the anticipation of a follow-through.
and once a bow is given there is a moment of graceful
we proceed to play fight like the swine we pretendeth to be, til my teeth sinketh too deep into thee. thyself then proclaims i have ruined the fun. 💔
January 24, 2026 at 8:00 PM
we proceed to play fight like the swine we pretendeth to be, til my teeth sinketh too deep into thee. thyself then proclaims i have ruined the fun. 💔
silent, debating- letting words sink in and assumptions lay. a scrunch of nose and furrowing of brows beneath crown; chest tightening with ache. distraction to identity pain being the examination of wings settled on opposing frame, giving forth a singular nod of acknowledgement. this one was
He was in silence for a few moments, mostly looking her up and down. She looks.. imposing.
"Septhis Dushyanta. I am a seraphim, the highest rank in the hierarchy of the Lord Almighty's angels."
Unfurling his dual toned wings for a moment, dark gray on top and gray below.
"Who might you be madam?"
"Septhis Dushyanta. I am a seraphim, the highest rank in the hierarchy of the Lord Almighty's angels."
Unfurling his dual toned wings for a moment, dark gray on top and gray below.
"Who might you be madam?"
addressed has been thee, giveth thine name with haste steady behind.
January 24, 2026 at 7:14 PM
silent, debating- letting words sink in and assumptions lay. a scrunch of nose and furrowing of brows beneath crown; chest tightening with ache. distraction to identity pain being the examination of wings settled on opposing frame, giving forth a singular nod of acknowledgement. this one was
[ a silence, one that signifies a baited trap has been triggered. ]
to speak with confidence once must haveth the ability to back it up. before thyself a standing divine whom no hesitation in matter of slay, a fool is thee; peasant magic user with instinct to proclaim in hubristic way.
to speak with confidence once must haveth the ability to back it up. before thyself a standing divine whom no hesitation in matter of slay, a fool is thee; peasant magic user with instinct to proclaim in hubristic way.
( the mage stepped through the mist in which she used to move around. grining as she looked around. )
if I were trying to cower, I would not have came.
no, you should find yourself honored to stand before i; the magical master of mystery, Kai.
if I were trying to cower, I would not have came.
no, you should find yourself honored to stand before i; the magical master of mystery, Kai.
a humble assortment of body litter the area before i, and thee have no sheltered wall to cower behind. announce thyself.
January 24, 2026 at 7:02 PM
[ a silence, one that signifies a baited trap has been triggered. ]
to speak with confidence once must haveth the ability to back it up. before thyself a standing divine whom no hesitation in matter of slay, a fool is thee; peasant magic user with instinct to proclaim in hubristic way.
to speak with confidence once must haveth the ability to back it up. before thyself a standing divine whom no hesitation in matter of slay, a fool is thee; peasant magic user with instinct to proclaim in hubristic way.
addressed has been thee, giveth thine name with haste steady behind.
"Thou talking to I?"
January 24, 2026 at 6:39 PM
addressed has been thee, giveth thine name with haste steady behind.
a humble assortment of body litter the area before i, and thee have no sheltered wall to cower behind. announce thyself.
January 24, 2026 at 6:34 PM
a humble assortment of body litter the area before i, and thee have no sheltered wall to cower behind. announce thyself.
< — heard there was near-death experiences happening in the area, and morbidly curious.
January 24, 2026 at 5:52 PM
< — heard there was near-death experiences happening in the area, and morbidly curious.
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𝕾𝐓𝐄𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝕺𝐅 𝕾𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊𝐒…
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𝑓𝑙𝑦𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑏𝑙𝑎𝑑𝑒.
𝕾𝐓𝐄𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝕺𝐅 𝕾𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊𝐒…
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Introducing
"Oh uh... howdy there, names Midas, welcome to Golden-Hand Ranch!"
Midas Sol Kane
"Gosh, that view sure is pretty ain't it??"
The Rancher.
"Here lemme get that for ya!"
"Oh uh... howdy there, names Midas, welcome to Golden-Hand Ranch!"
Midas Sol Kane
"Gosh, that view sure is pretty ain't it??"
The Rancher.
"Here lemme get that for ya!"
January 23, 2026 at 6:29 PM
Introducing
"Oh uh... howdy there, names Midas, welcome to Golden-Hand Ranch!"
Midas Sol Kane
"Gosh, that view sure is pretty ain't it??"
The Rancher.
"Here lemme get that for ya!"
"Oh uh... howdy there, names Midas, welcome to Golden-Hand Ranch!"
Midas Sol Kane
"Gosh, that view sure is pretty ain't it??"
The Rancher.
"Here lemme get that for ya!"
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⚔️Forged in #Mithril⚔️
❤️&🔃 and you will see the light!
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"𝑀𝑜𝑟𝑖 𝑄𝑢𝑎𝑚 𝐹𝑜𝑒𝑑𝑎𝑟𝑖... 𝑫𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉 𝑩𝒆𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝑫𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒏𝒐𝒓."
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⚔️Forged in #Mithril⚔️
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a painting of a bird with wings spread in a cloudy sky
Alt: a painting of an angel with wings spread in a cloudy sky
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January 23, 2026 at 3:11 AM
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【 #FANTASYRP/ #MVRP/ #OCRP/ #MythRP/ #RPSKY 】
🔞No one under 18 permitted beyond this point!🔞
⚔️Forged in #Mithril⚔️
❤️&🔃 and you will see the light!
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"𝑀𝑜𝑟𝑖 𝑄𝑢𝑎𝑚 𝐹𝑜𝑒𝑑𝑎𝑟𝑖... 𝑫𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉 𝑩𝒆𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝑫𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒏𝒐𝒓."
【 #FANTASYRP/ #MVRP/ #OCRP/ #MythRP/ #RPSKY 】
🔞No one under 18 permitted beyond this point!🔞
⚔️Forged in #Mithril⚔️
❤️&🔃 and you will see the light!
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𝐈 use to 𝙲𝚁𝚈, but now I
, 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥 up high ,
…
…
, Not go unpunished
, 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥 up high ,
…
…
, Not go unpunished
January 24, 2026 at 5:34 PM
𝐈 use to 𝙲𝚁𝚈, but now I
, 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥 up high ,
…
…
, Not go unpunished
, 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥 up high ,
…
…
, Not go unpunished
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, 𝙏hough it’s hurting me,
Now it’s 𝙷 𝙸 𝚂 𝚃 𝙾 𝚁 𝚈—
, 𝙏hough it’s hurting me,
Now it’s 𝙷 𝙸 𝚂 𝚃 𝙾 𝚁 𝚈—
January 24, 2026 at 5:30 PM
…
, 𝙏hough it’s hurting me,
Now it’s 𝙷 𝙸 𝚂 𝚃 𝙾 𝚁 𝚈—
, 𝙏hough it’s hurting me,
Now it’s 𝙷 𝙸 𝚂 𝚃 𝙾 𝚁 𝚈—