the Wolverine.
@nokuzuri.bsky.social
Pinned
The 𝖈𝙧𝙪𝙚𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙩, the most 𝚄͟𝙽͟𝙽͟𝙰͟𝚃͟𝚄͟𝚁͟𝙰͟𝙻͟
𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒕 on the face of the earth,
the one most likely to 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒚
everything - is
𝐦𝐚𝐧...
𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒕 on the face of the earth,
the one most likely to 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒚
everything - is
𝐦𝐚𝐧...
Reposted by the Wolverine.
It should’ve felt like the bottom of his face detached, fortunately the blow was adjusted enough for his vision to flash white.
A manifestation of the hunt incarnate was before him, as the distance between them dwindled with agonizing surety.
#𝗔𝗛𝗝𝗜𝗡 / #𝗗𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗛𝗔𝗥𝗥𝗢𝗪.
A manifestation of the hunt incarnate was before him, as the distance between them dwindled with agonizing surety.
#𝗔𝗛𝗝𝗜𝗡 / #𝗗𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗛𝗔𝗥𝗥𝗢𝗪.
July 3, 2025 at 4:56 PM
It should’ve felt like the bottom of his face detached, fortunately the blow was adjusted enough for his vision to flash white.
A manifestation of the hunt incarnate was before him, as the distance between them dwindled with agonizing surety.
#𝗔𝗛𝗝𝗜𝗡 / #𝗗𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗛𝗔𝗥𝗥𝗢𝗪.
A manifestation of the hunt incarnate was before him, as the distance between them dwindled with agonizing surety.
#𝗔𝗛𝗝𝗜𝗡 / #𝗗𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗛𝗔𝗥𝗥𝗢𝗪.
Reposted by the Wolverine.
The day we stepped back, the world turned feral. Not all at once. It rotted slowly under masks that had forgotten what the ‘𝐒’ meant. Now they wear justice like armor, so I returned not to lead. To remind them, power without restraint is 𝐓𝐘𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐘* in disguise.
June 27, 2025 at 5:27 AM
The day we stepped back, the world turned feral. Not all at once. It rotted slowly under masks that had forgotten what the ‘𝐒’ meant. Now they wear justice like armor, so I returned not to lead. To remind them, power without restraint is 𝐓𝐘𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐘* in disguise.
Reposted by the Wolverine.
Reposted by the Wolverine.
He who cannot be hunted cannot
be 𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐝. He who is hunted …
will be 𝖗𝖊𝖒𝖊𝖒𝖇𝖊𝖗𝖊𝖉.
be 𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐝. He who is hunted …
will be 𝖗𝖊𝖒𝖊𝖒𝖇𝖊𝖗𝖊𝖉.
June 22, 2025 at 6:29 PM
He who cannot be hunted cannot
be 𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐝. He who is hunted …
will be 𝖗𝖊𝖒𝖊𝖒𝖇𝖊𝖗𝖊𝖉.
be 𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐝. He who is hunted …
will be 𝖗𝖊𝖒𝖊𝖒𝖇𝖊𝖗𝖊𝖉.
Reposted by the Wolverine.
#𝑫𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑫𝑯𝑨𝑹𝑹𝑶𝑾
The haunting that comes before
death. A season of hunted kings.
Something has come for
my 𝓯𝓪𝓶𝓲𝓵𝔂, to claim their heads
… as ——𝑻𝑹𝑶𝑷𝑯𝑰𝑬𝑺.
❪ @killerofkillers.bsky.social ❫
#𝑫𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑫𝑯𝑨𝑹𝑹𝑶𝑾
The haunting that comes before
death. A season of hunted kings.
Something has come for
my 𝓯𝓪𝓶𝓲𝓵𝔂, to claim their heads
… as ——𝑻𝑹𝑶𝑷𝑯𝑰𝑬𝑺.
❪ @killerofkillers.bsky.social ❫
June 23, 2025 at 3:59 AM
#𝑫𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑫𝑯𝑨𝑹𝑹𝑶𝑾
The haunting that comes before
death. A season of hunted kings.
Something has come for
my 𝓯𝓪𝓶𝓲𝓵𝔂, to claim their heads
… as ——𝑻𝑹𝑶𝑷𝑯𝑰𝑬𝑺.
❪ @killerofkillers.bsky.social ❫
#𝑫𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑫𝑯𝑨𝑹𝑹𝑶𝑾
The haunting that comes before
death. A season of hunted kings.
Something has come for
my 𝓯𝓪𝓶𝓲𝓵𝔂, to claim their heads
… as ——𝑻𝑹𝑶𝑷𝑯𝑰𝑬𝑺.
❪ @killerofkillers.bsky.social ❫
I’m the devil you know
vs the devils you don’t.
vs the devils you don’t.
May 6, 2025 at 8:03 AM
I’m the devil you know
vs the devils you don’t.
vs the devils you don’t.
Reposted by the Wolverine.
Reposted by the Wolverine.
His throne was a cairn of cracked helms, his court, the hush before impact. He strode the Nine like a war-chant, bridging Midgard to Asgard with the heel of his wrath.
Thor, breaker of staves,
splitter of sky, 𝗳𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁𝗯𝗼𝗿𝗻 of the storm’s
spine. He did not reign.
He resounded.
Thor, breaker of staves,
splitter of sky, 𝗳𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁𝗯𝗼𝗿𝗻 of the storm’s
spine. He did not reign.
He resounded.
April 19, 2025 at 7:46 AM
His throne was a cairn of cracked helms, his court, the hush before impact. He strode the Nine like a war-chant, bridging Midgard to Asgard with the heel of his wrath.
Thor, breaker of staves,
splitter of sky, 𝗳𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁𝗯𝗼𝗿𝗻 of the storm’s
spine. He did not reign.
He resounded.
Thor, breaker of staves,
splitter of sky, 𝗳𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁𝗯𝗼𝗿𝗻 of the storm’s
spine. He did not reign.
He resounded.
Reposted by the Wolverine.
The rapture of 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘀𝘁, not the triumph of kings, but the birth cry of the storm. Thor, a god swaddled in fury, had no crown of jewels, he wore the tempest itself as his cloak, a mantle woven of shattered skies and screaming winds.
A time untouched by subtlety, where the
A time untouched by subtlety, where the
April 19, 2025 at 7:45 AM
The rapture of 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘀𝘁, not the triumph of kings, but the birth cry of the storm. Thor, a god swaddled in fury, had no crown of jewels, he wore the tempest itself as his cloak, a mantle woven of shattered skies and screaming winds.
A time untouched by subtlety, where the
A time untouched by subtlety, where the
Reposted by the Wolverine.
Beneath the fathomless black sky, where stars dared not shine, the wilderness was a canvas of bleached silence, stretched taut and blanketed in eternal snow.
Amidst this alabaster sea of solitude stood the stoic wrath of 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗪𝗼𝗹𝘃𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗲, a shadow among shadows, a living scar upon the landscape.
Amidst this alabaster sea of solitude stood the stoic wrath of 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗪𝗼𝗹𝘃𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗲, a shadow among shadows, a living scar upon the landscape.
April 16, 2025 at 4:02 PM
Beneath the fathomless black sky, where stars dared not shine, the wilderness was a canvas of bleached silence, stretched taut and blanketed in eternal snow.
Amidst this alabaster sea of solitude stood the stoic wrath of 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗪𝗼𝗹𝘃𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗲, a shadow among shadows, a living scar upon the landscape.
Amidst this alabaster sea of solitude stood the stoic wrath of 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗪𝗼𝗹𝘃𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗲, a shadow among shadows, a living scar upon the landscape.
A billion sentinels of pine swayed beneath the unrelenting breath of the wind, their limbs stretching and twisting like skeletal hands in the grip of a phantom gale. The frigid air howled through the forest, a symphony of sorrow and desolation that seemed to echo the very heartbeat of the land.
April 16, 2025 at 4:02 PM
A billion sentinels of pine swayed beneath the unrelenting breath of the wind, their limbs stretching and twisting like skeletal hands in the grip of a phantom gale. The frigid air howled through the forest, a symphony of sorrow and desolation that seemed to echo the very heartbeat of the land.
Reposted by the Wolverine.
Reposted by the Wolverine.
Reposted by the Wolverine.
Reposted by the Wolverine.
I DO NOT EXIST:
THERE EXIST BUT THE
THOUSANDS OF GRAVES THAT
REFLECT ME.
THERE EXIST BUT THE
THOUSANDS OF GRAVES THAT
REFLECT ME.
March 26, 2025 at 7:57 PM
I DO NOT EXIST:
THERE EXIST BUT THE
THOUSANDS OF GRAVES THAT
REFLECT ME.
THERE EXIST BUT THE
THOUSANDS OF GRAVES THAT
REFLECT ME.
Surrounded in a mind scape full of violence, chaos—my only shroud. A red mist brings 𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙮, within him, the bloody war wages between man and 𝒂𝒏𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒍 .
The animal is 𝘩𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘳 and the temporary
respite beneath man’s flesh is feasted on, to set itself free.
The animal is 𝘩𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘳 and the temporary
respite beneath man’s flesh is feasted on, to set itself free.
March 25, 2025 at 2:44 AM
Surrounded in a mind scape full of violence, chaos—my only shroud. A red mist brings 𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙮, within him, the bloody war wages between man and 𝒂𝒏𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒍 .
The animal is 𝘩𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘳 and the temporary
respite beneath man’s flesh is feasted on, to set itself free.
The animal is 𝘩𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘳 and the temporary
respite beneath man’s flesh is feasted on, to set itself free.
Reposted by the Wolverine.
… How does a man search
for his own 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘭 .
for his own 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘭 .
March 24, 2025 at 4:43 PM
… How does a man search
for his own 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘭 .
for his own 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘭 .
He stood at the center
of a local bar.
Bodies and severed limbs alike lay strewn amongst ichor-soaked floorboards … ruthless ire laid waste to a group of lowlife thugs
attempting armed robbery.
Alberta’s own, Logan.
“ Drinks on you. ”
of a local bar.
Bodies and severed limbs alike lay strewn amongst ichor-soaked floorboards … ruthless ire laid waste to a group of lowlife thugs
attempting armed robbery.
Alberta’s own, Logan.
“ Drinks on you. ”
March 24, 2025 at 9:48 PM
He stood at the center
of a local bar.
Bodies and severed limbs alike lay strewn amongst ichor-soaked floorboards … ruthless ire laid waste to a group of lowlife thugs
attempting armed robbery.
Alberta’s own, Logan.
“ Drinks on you. ”
of a local bar.
Bodies and severed limbs alike lay strewn amongst ichor-soaked floorboards … ruthless ire laid waste to a group of lowlife thugs
attempting armed robbery.
Alberta’s own, Logan.
“ Drinks on you. ”
Reposted by the Wolverine.
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⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ❛ 𝙬𝙝𝙮 𝙘𝙧𝙖𝙬𝙡 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙡,
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙚𝙫𝙞𝙡 𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙪𝙘𝙝
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝙖 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙫𝙚𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧 ⠀. . . ❜
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⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ❛ 𝙬𝙝𝙮 𝙘𝙧𝙖𝙬𝙡 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙡,
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙚𝙫𝙞𝙡 𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙪𝙘𝙝
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝙖 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙫𝙚𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧 ⠀. . . ❜
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November 23, 2024 at 4:34 PM
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⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ❛ 𝙬𝙝𝙮 𝙘𝙧𝙖𝙬𝙡 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙡,
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙚𝙫𝙞𝙡 𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙪𝙘𝙝
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝙖 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙫𝙚𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧 ⠀. . . ❜
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⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ❛ 𝙬𝙝𝙮 𝙘𝙧𝙖𝙬𝙡 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙡,
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙚𝙫𝙞𝙡 𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙪𝙘𝙝
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝙖 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙫𝙚𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧 ⠀. . . ❜
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