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𝐂𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞

@tatteredfeather.bsky.social

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❝ 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒈𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒊𝒔 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒌 𝒐𝒇 𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒍𝒆𝒇𝒕 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒗𝒆.ᐣ ❞

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𝐂𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞 @tatteredfeather.bsky.social · Jun 14

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𝐂𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞 @tatteredfeather.bsky.social · Jun 16

. . .

raw meat.

𝐂𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞 @tatteredfeather.bsky.social · Jun 16

more of a carnivore diet.

𝐂𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞 @tatteredfeather.bsky.social · Jun 16

a small nod.

not a conventional meal.

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𝐂𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞 @tatteredfeather.bsky.social · Jun 14

stolen from mun’s other account.

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𝐂𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞 @tatteredfeather.bsky.social · Jun 16

“ you . . . don’t? not use to that. ”

𝐂𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞 @tatteredfeather.bsky.social · Jun 16

. . .

it’s easier said than done.

𝐂𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞 @tatteredfeather.bsky.social · Jun 16

she’s awake.

starving.

𝐂𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞 @tatteredfeather.bsky.social · Jun 15

“ a smile. ”

𝐂𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞 @tatteredfeather.bsky.social · Jun 15

𝐂𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞 @tatteredfeather.bsky.social · Jun 14

“ picked them earlier. picked too many for my vase. ”

she held out the flower.

𝐂𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞 @tatteredfeather.bsky.social · Jun 14

@madetoruin.bsky.social

“ flowers. ”

𝐂𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞 @tatteredfeather.bsky.social · Jun 14

@victorcreed.bsky.social

“ stranger. ”

𝐂𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞 @tatteredfeather.bsky.social · Jun 14

stolen from mun’s other account.

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𝐂𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞 @tatteredfeather.bsky.social · Jun 14

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𝐂𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞 @tatteredfeather.bsky.social · Jun 14

— having thought it would be better than walking home. that was, until the bus decided to run behind. stomach growled.

𝐂𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞 @tatteredfeather.bsky.social · Jun 14

{ a starter for @victorcreed.bsky.social }

the wind howled. lightning illuminating the sky right before the thunder roared.

and there on a bench say the brunette. hands resting in her lap. drenched by the pouring rain that covered the scenery. awaiting for the bus. —

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B. Singer @singersauto.bsky.social · Jun 13

as fate would have it.
i adopted two boys,
and they grew up great.

they grew up heroes.

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𝐂𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞 @tatteredfeather.bsky.social · Jun 14

—, it was the only one in town. but, there was something about keeping it the way it always was that kept the people coming back.

“ did you want to order food? ”

𝐂𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞 @tatteredfeather.bsky.social · Jun 14

{ a starter for @nefelibaka.bsky.social }

her hand cupped around the plastic glass, feeling the condensation trickling down her finger tips as she approached the patron. offering a soft smile as the drink was settled upon that old table.

sure, the restaurant and bar made enough money to remodel —

𝐂𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞 @tatteredfeather.bsky.social · Jun 14

— of her that still had the conscience often was at war with the part that craved the flesh. grey eyes soon turned to nothing but black. a void. a window into nothingness. teeth ripping. tearing. it was grotesque, shameful. often why she did it outside the town limits.

𝐂𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞 @tatteredfeather.bsky.social · Jun 14

{ a starter for @homicidalhybrid.bsky.social }

the stinging scent of copper stung the brunette’s flared nostrils. no one around but her and the john doe beneath her. lifeless eyes. celeste hadn’t caught his name, there was no need. it was better that way. the part —

𝐂𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞 @tatteredfeather.bsky.social · Jun 14

— it would need to be within the next few days that she feasted. the thought pushed from her mind now, making her way down the sidewalk. it was just a short walk to downtown where she could admire the vast flora in bloom.

𝐂𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞 @tatteredfeather.bsky.social · Jun 14

{ a starter for @angeloflight.bsky.social }

summer was a season celeste found herself adoring especially in her current form. the warm nightly breeze as she sat on her porch. it felt nostalgic in a way though, she hadn’t been able to do anything of the sort before. the hunger lingered. —

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𝐂𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞 @tatteredfeather.bsky.social · Jun 14

— upon the blonde seated in a booth.

celeste approached, pulling her pad from her apron and pen from behind her ear. offering a small smile.

“ what can i get you? ”

her tone was soft, meek. just as the rest of her was. that was, when the hunger was silenced.

𝐂𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞 @tatteredfeather.bsky.social · Jun 14

{ a starter for @thebrokensentry.bsky.social }

the restaurant was quiet besides the few patrons that sat at the bar and the rain hitting the tin roof above them.

pat. pat. pat.

low music played, the lights dim. the scent of old, aged wood stung nostrils. it was there that grey-blue hues settled —

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