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⠀⠀ ᥫYou ever had a 𝒈𝒐𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒔
⋆˚𝜗 spit 𝜚˚⋆ on your tongue while she’s
riding you like a loom? No? Then, 𝑦𝑜𝑢
𝑎𝑖𝑛’𝑡 𝑙𝑖𝑣𝑒𝑑.
@senjukumo.bsky.social
#seductivesunday
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Thirteen Shadows ╳ One Scar.
—— A 𝑺𝒐𝒍𝒐.

it worked out for the better and I open this app feeling good about our community on here. There’s never a moment where I’m drained from this new experience.

ken

Before someone tries to do the overdone joke and have it fall back to 999.

Thank you for the support and all of the interactions thus far. I may not be able to write with every single person, but I appreciate y’all enjoying the portrayal. Couldn’t have imagine building on a new platform, yet

ken

Active lists are updated.

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In shadows deep, 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 only feeds my 𝒘𝒐𝒆. Each day, a memory, each night, a 𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑢𝑔𝑔𝑙𝑒. My blade of ᴡᴇᴀʀɪɴᴇss tears the veil of black into stripes of light.

#SwordSunday
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THE BLOOD THAT
SEEPS THROUGH THE
TEARS IN MY BODY, IT
CALLS, EVERY BLADE
TO MY SKIN.

#𝐒𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 ⠀⠀ ⚔ ⠀⠀ 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐘.
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𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑑𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑙𝑖𝑒𝑠𝑡 𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑖𝑠 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑏𝑜𝑟𝑛 𝑜𝑓 𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓,

𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑑𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑤𝑖𝑡𝘩 𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑓𝑒𝑐𝑡 𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒎.

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𝗧𝗘𝗡𝗦𝗛𝗜
𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐁𝐀𝐍 .
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Tʜᴇ Dᴇᴍᴏɴ Oғ Tʜᴇ Sᴡᴏʀᴅ.
— 剣の悪魔

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the dexterity of Shigekuni Yamamoto’s mastery pierces the material plane, keeping a tempered body and an upkeep of prowess was of the utmost importance.

He may not ʀᴇᴘʀᴇsᴇɴᴛ the Court Guards anymore but, he’d curse himself if to sustain another loss. For all that remains is ⟶

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Following his retirement after shamelessly suffering defeat at the hands of Yhwach, he spent his days constantly seeking a new dimension of enlightenment in the art of Zanjutsu. Honing his blade-work with one remaining arm, he swings his Zanpakuto, as the heat on the world intensifies ⟶

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by sheer existence alone.

He couldn’t help but feel this beating sense of unrest, the Royal Guard never held his favor and he’d beg for pardon of his sickly visage if they were deserving of it.

“ Have you abandoned your position ? to come mingle down here. ”

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“ Well, if it isn’t the Royal Guard’s very own … live, vibrant and in living color. Senjumaru Shutara. ”

As the aeon - hardened killer’s voice melted their still air, his words flowed like a stream of lava, still even without duty, Shigekuni Yamamoto exhibits such a macabre effect ⟶

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A flowing mane of aged grey hung from his aspect. His waraji steps bore the weight of history and time, trudging forward.

He was a man who didn’t oft engage in trite dialogue, un-shackled from the station of Captain Commander. In his retirement, now, he was no more than a beaten leader. ⟶

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ken

If you stressing, reminder:

You enjoy writing when you do it on your time, reply whenever you want take hiatus whenever you want, hell disappear for days/ weeks and respond to things months old. There’s ZERO obligation here.

Just do it when you feel like.