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pericolosa.bsky.social
@pericolosa.bsky.social
☾ quote acc ☽ ── featuring lyrics, writing prompts, & quotes from various media. a digital commonplace journal. a labor of love. crafted for the RP writing community. designed to spark muse. posts sporadically. originally est. July 2023 on mastodon. 𓇼
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Do I make you nervous?
Guardian of the Underworld; wise in winters, swollen with rage.
November 30, 2025 at 12:02 AM
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Fate stirs the cauldron in strange ways.
November 29, 2024 at 11:24 PM
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Wolves ready to pounce⸺that's what they were.
November 29, 2024 at 11:44 PM
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Sometimes, if I stared at the ceiling long enough, it became the vast expanse of the starry night sky, and I became a small, unimportant thing that blew away in the wind.
November 29, 2024 at 11:21 PM
I have crossed oceans of time to find you.
November 29, 2025 at 4:33 AM
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If I offer you the moon on a string, will you give me a kiss, too?
November 29, 2024 at 4:15 AM
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A blur of sharp teeth and fine clothing.
November 29, 2024 at 4:10 AM
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Intently, territorially, lazily.
November 29, 2024 at 4:16 AM
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This trembling, adored, tousled, bird-mad girl.
November 28, 2024 at 6:16 AM
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I found him carefully studying me, his lips in a thin line. "Has anyone ever taken care of you?" he asked quietly.
November 28, 2024 at 5:45 AM
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He said my name with such . . . intimacy. As if he weren’t a creature capable of killing monsters made from nightmares.
November 28, 2024 at 5:45 AM
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Darkness beckoned.
November 28, 2024 at 5:49 AM
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Fall became winter in the blink of an eye. I thought it would be a gradual slope, but it’s closer to falling off a cliff.
November 26, 2024 at 6:19 PM
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You belong to my brother now, witch. And he never lets go of what’s rightfully his.
November 27, 2024 at 4:42 AM
Asleep, she never heard him open the door an hour later. She never knew he stood watching for several minutes. She did not hear him come to the side of the bed or feel as he brushed a hand over her head.
November 26, 2025 at 2:37 PM
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If I bring you into my world and call you mine, I'll latch like a drug. You couldn’t leave– I wouldn’t let you. There’s no walking away from me after this.
November 26, 2024 at 6:21 PM
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Breathe me in. Feel me. Taste me.
November 26, 2024 at 6:25 PM
Inside the heart of every man there is a lust, you understand. And I'm just the same. When all the love has gone away, and passion stares me in the face, could I walk away?
November 26, 2025 at 3:11 AM
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People have destructive impulses. Some of us want to see the world in ruins just for the fun of it . . . even if we're ruined along with it.
November 25, 2024 at 6:20 PM
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He was winter to her summer.
November 25, 2024 at 6:21 PM
I love it when you call me that. I hated it at first, but now…
November 25, 2025 at 4:21 PM
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It's a love language.
— how much does he love you .ᐣ
— he would commit murder for me .
November 25, 2024 at 6:29 PM
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Reckless and impulsive.
November 25, 2024 at 6:21 PM
It was dark here. Dangerous. I quite liked it.
November 24, 2025 at 4:29 PM
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It’s about the pancakes and the bills and the dishes in the sink . . . it’s about me always having to clean up your messes. It’s about you being mom’s favorite, even though I try so hard. It’s about always having to be good and fair and perfect, even though I just want to scream. It’s everything!
November 25, 2024 at 2:04 AM