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// i really love how most peoples initial reaction to alice’s redesign has ranged from “i want to wrap her in blankets and give her warm tea and let her stay up late watching movies” to “i literally have never wanted a mentally ill woman so bad in my life”
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// I GUESS I FORGOT TO CLOSE XIV BEFORE I GOT ON PRESSURE AND SHADOWPLAY STAYED ON IT WHICH RESULTED IN THIS FUCKING CLIP AND I AM GENUINELY IN HYSTERICS OVER IT
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// LEANS ACROSS THE TABLE AND DRAMATICALLY DRAPES MY HAND OVER MY FOREHEAD WHILE SIDE GLANCING AT YOU
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/ / oh guac i could kiss you. That was fucking awesome welcome back seblice 2024.
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⠀⠀i'm still that statistic to you, and nothing more.

my life means nothing, right. its rainwater.
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. . .

hha — hah.

. . .

I hate that.
I hate that. I hate that you get to flaunt it over me.

but you're stronger, right.ᐣ

so none of this matters.

despite what you say —— . . . despite you saying I'm something else . . .
hadopaphobia.bsky.social
she looks only to the floor as she finally lowers her threatening hand —— the shard to clatter to the floor, and for droplets of crimson like rain to follow in their suit. ❫
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❪ another bitter laugh. more broken than before. more akin to a sob, and yet she smiles. deranged, hysterical, completely gone to the world —— and eye contact finally breaks.
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DO YOU KNOW HOW 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐃 I FOUGHT.ᐣ.ᐟ DO YOU KNOW HOW 𝑳𝑶𝑵𝑮 I ENDURED THOSE THINGS, HOW MANY TIMES I WOKE UP AND 𝐇𝐔𝐑𝐋𝐄𝐃 FROM ACCIDENTALLY CATCHING A GLIMPSE OF MYSELF IN THE MIRROR.ᐣ.ᐟ do you know how many times I —— how much I let myself be —— .ᐟ
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❪ a bitter laugh —— one that drops her head for a brief moment as the tears finally spill over. ❫

fuck you.

fuck you. fuck you. 𝙁𝙐𝘾𝙆 𝙔𝙊𝙐.ᐟ

HOW 𝗗𝗔𝗥𝗘 YOU —— .ᐣ.ᐟ 𝑯𝑶𝑾 𝑫𝑨𝑹𝑬 𝒀𝑶𝑼 .ᐣ.ᐟ
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AND COULDN'T BE GIVEN IT IN TURN. A WOMAN WHO * ❪ 𝐃𝐈𝐄𝐃 ❫ ALONGSIDE HER ONLY SON AT THE HANDS OF THE DAUGHTER THAT WAS MEANT TO 𝑭𝑰𝑿 𝑬𝑽𝑬𝑹𝒀𝑻𝑯𝑰𝑵𝑮 .ᐟ
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❪ 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙛𝙪𝙨𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙠 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙜𝙖𝙯𝙚. ❫

𝙃𝙀𝘼𝙍 𝙈𝙀, 𝙏𝙃𝙀𝙉.

listen with unclogged ears and 𝙃𝙀𝘼𝙍 ME, 𝐃𝐀𝐌𝐍 𝐈𝐓 .ᐟ MY NAME IS 𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐈𝐘𝐀, EXR - P NUMBER SEVEN - HUNDRED AND NINETY - NINE, THE 𝐖𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐃 DAUGHTER OF A WOMAN WHO GAVE 𝑬𝑽𝑬𝑹𝒀𝑻𝑯𝑰𝑵𝑮 ——
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close enough that the blood - drenched shard she wields is digging into her own skin just as much as it threatens to puncture his. ❫
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❪ close enough that the faint tremor in her breath becomes audible. close enough that the barely - there wetness in the one eye that still resembles something 𝘩𝘶𝘮𝘢𝘯 catches the light from his own with a gentle flicker.
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❪ —— and with a swift, shockingly forceful movement, her curled fist yanks the Saboteur down by what she can reach of his jacket —— he's still overhead, of course, but they're 𝙘𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙚. ❫
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in the deafening shatter that follows, she robotically leans to pick up a random, decently - sized shard of glass from the remnants, uncaring as it rends fragile flesh, as crimson seeps like spreading roots across its surface from the gashes. ❫

❪ 𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐊. ❫
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❪ in a movement startlingly unhesitant as if it had been rehearsed ( almighty knows it isn't so ), a frail hand reaches down to the worn utility belt and unholsters the flash beacon at her hip only to 𝐇𝐔𝐑𝐋 it at the concrete floor underfoot.
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❪ bend to authority. what a joke. ❫

❪ with that shit - eating 𝘴𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘳 he scoffs it as if he knows it's a fact she can't argue against —— 𝙛𝙪𝙘𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙙𝙞𝙤𝙩. ❫
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as if you'll hear the prayer of someone you've already deemed as less than yourself —— as if you can bear to listen to the words of someone 𝐄𝐋𝐒𝐄 that fights, that cuts down, that screams until everything is 𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐓 and they can do nothing but become 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐅 TO THE WORLD, JUST LIKE 𝑻𝑯𝑬𝑴.ᐟ
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❪ —— and this, too, will go unheard. so she knows, so she believes —— but she will bare her teeth again nonetheless. ❫

. . . 𝘱𝘳𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭, you say .ᐣ haah —— . . .

haah —— hahah .ᐟ

𝘈𝘏𝘈𝘏𝘈𝘏𝘈 —— .ᐟ
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⠀⠀is that he's only proven her point. ❫
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⠀⠀❪ * proven the point of a voice perpetually unheard, a weep morphed into a scream into a 𝐇𝐎𝐖𝐋 that betrays the gentle ( so terribly so. yet so very selfish. ) cry it once took the shape of. ❫
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⠀⠀❪ * . . . what beautifully bitter 𝐢𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐲. ❫

❪ they are dogs. they rip chunks of flesh off the bone of their fellow man and scarf it down to satiate the agonizing hunger that does naught but lead them to the next slaughter, and the irony —— the irony, of course,
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⠀⠀ save me the 𝘴𝘰𝘣 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺ˎ because quite frankly speaking .ᐣ 𝙞 𝙙𝙤𝙣’𝙩 𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙚 either.

⌞ a wave of the claw before a sneer formed on the saboteurs face ﹔ dismissive in nature. ⌝

it’s humorousˎ really.



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⠀⠀we're in 𝗵𝗲𝗹𝗹 together, Sebastian. whether you want to see it or not, no matter how many times you blow my head off to insist you're higher on the food chain here —— and it's for a REASON.

𝘸𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘎𝘌𝘛 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘸.
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