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IT’S GONE IT’S GONE IT’S GONE IT’S GONE IT’S GONE IT’S GONE IT’S GONE IT’S GONE IT’S GONE IT’S GONE IT’S GONE IT’S GONE ( ❤️ CURRENT EVENT ; ) soul stolen by @spamton-neo.bsky.social . [ run by vanny . they/it . 21 . ] [ icon: userinker ( tumblr ) . ]

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. . . @saveorquit.bsky.social · Aug 13

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5000th kris account to be made this week .

. . . @saveorquit.bsky.social · 7h

dddude i doknggt even knoww whats up withh it but it msut like beingn with jim for ssome reason

. . . @saveorquit.bsky.social · 7h

Whwhat wasi talking abbiiht agaikn

. . . @saveorquit.bsky.social · 7h

ii dont remember

. . . @saveorquit.bsky.social · 7h

Sso far ihjhts hh uummh

. . . @saveorquit.bsky.social · 7h

jm playimg a fun game cslles HowLong can a human survive Inthe dakr world with no SOUL ?

. . . @saveorquit.bsky.social · 7h

Yuuyu uuup 👍 ttthe neo freak himmself

. . . @saveorquit.bsky.social · 7h

Ttthat dark worlf painkiller got me fuuucked upppp

. . . @saveorquit.bsky.social · 7h

yeah i know . it hurts worse getting it ripped out by a giant robot with claws . so ive learned recently .

. . . @saveorquit.bsky.social · 7h

Wwweak

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𝐍𝐀𝐎𝐊𝐈 𝐊𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐀 @an-unnamed-reason.bsky.social · 11h

// the hatman cometh

. . . @saveorquit.bsky.social · 11h

// 40 benadryl nightmare clown circus world

. . . @saveorquit.bsky.social · 11h

// ghis tweet is so fucking funny to me

. . . @saveorquit.bsky.social · 13h

. . . @saveorquit.bsky.social · 14h

A trembling inhale, their brow furrowed faintly, as if frustrated that they couldn’t say it right, couldn’t make him feel it.

“… Y-you are…”

The last of their strength barely carried the whisper.

“… Y-you’re real t-to me… yy-you matter—r…”

. . . @saveorquit.bsky.social · 14h

with no SOUL to keep the emotions buried; they 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 him. They don’t want him hurt.

Their hand moved again, weakly pressing against his chest, right where his heart would be. “It… it h-hhurts… w-when you t-talk like… y-y-you’re not… r-real…”

. . . @saveorquit.bsky.social · 14h

“D-don’t t-talk l-like that,” they murmured, voice shaking. “It s-still h-hurts, right? R-right…?” Their voice broke again. “Y-you still feel it… w-when you’re hhurt…”

They weren’t good at saying it — not directly. Never had been. But it was coming out my now anyway, stripped down by pain and fear,

. . . @saveorquit.bsky.social · 14h

“D-don’t…”

The word was soft but urgent, almost panicked — a whisper with the weight of a scream behind it. Their eyes squeezed shut, face pressing harder into his shoulder, as if that could protect him, as if just hiding him from the world would keep him safe.

. . . @saveorquit.bsky.social · 14h

They didn’t lift their head, but their fingers curled slowly into the edge of his robe — not just holding it, but clinging now, white-knuckled and trembling. Their breath hitched again as he spoke, but this time not from pain. Something cracked beneath their ribs. Something small, raw, and burning.

. . . @saveorquit.bsky.social · 14h

Kris stird faintly in his hold, the warmth of Ralsei’s scarf brushing against their cheek like a promis—a comfort they didn’t feel they deserved. But it still made them shake, not with cold, but with something deeper, more tangled: guilt, fear, and love knotted together in their throat like thorns.

. . . @saveorquit.bsky.social · 2d

[nc] oh thats my childhood comfort object…. Thats my childhood comfort object being cleaved red by blade….

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MIKE @polymike.bsky.social · 2d

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. . . @saveorquit.bsky.social · 2d

// BRUHHHHHH

. . . @saveorquit.bsky.social · 2d

// oh god

. . . @saveorquit.bsky.social · 2d

The words cracked halfway through, breath hitching. “I… I d-don’t w-want… a-anyone… to get h-hurt b-because of me…”

Another breath stuttered out, fragile and uneven. “I t-tried… to s-stop him… t-to fight b-back… b-but… I—” A cough interrupted, wet and hoarse, forcing them to stop.

. . . @saveorquit.bsky.social · 2d

It felt so alien — safe, gentle — and that made it hurt even more somehow. They hadn’t realized how cold they’d become until now.

Their voice came out in a broken whisper against his robe, ragged with the kind of fear that had been festering, unspoken, for too long. “Y-you… d-don’t… h-have to…”