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thechaoticsimp.bsky.social
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@thechaoticsimp.bsky.social
she/her | mother of cats, teller of stories, player of games (World of Warcraft/Sims/etc) | πŸ¦‡Progeny of BloodπŸ¦‡ | πŸ”ž | Schedule: TBD

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Tomorrows a half day at work so I’m hoping to get time to work on my story πŸ™‚β€β†•οΈπŸ™
January 15, 2026 at 5:35 PM
Thank you πŸ₯Ή found a blueprint on Pinterest, turned on my audio book and got lost in adding a billion plants 🀭
January 10, 2026 at 9:43 PM
Sometimes I build for fun and not my story whaaaaat 🀍😱
January 10, 2026 at 9:41 PM
January 10, 2026 at 9:31 PM
We shall see soon enough πŸ™‚β€β†•οΈπŸ˜
December 27, 2025 at 8:50 PM
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December 25, 2025 at 2:05 PM
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December 25, 2025 at 1:39 PM
Always 50 steps ahead πŸ˜…
December 25, 2025 at 1:39 PM
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December 25, 2025 at 1:38 PM
Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays from me and my favorite gloomy girl!! β€οΈπŸŽ„πŸŽ…
December 25, 2025 at 1:30 PM
We shall see πŸ‘€πŸ™‚β€β†•οΈ
December 25, 2025 at 12:00 AM
Very much a human πŸ™‚β€β†•οΈ
December 24, 2025 at 10:43 PM
The rocks rushed up to meet them, and her world went black.
December 24, 2025 at 9:43 PM
Pain bloomed everywhereβ€”bones fracturing, tendons tearing, the crunch of metal folding in around her.
She would survive. She always survived.
Every broken bone, every shredded nerveβ€”she’d feel all of it, but she'd survive.

But Kian? Kian was human. Fragile. Weak. Breakable.
December 24, 2025 at 9:43 PM
Her stomach stayed suspended somewhere above her as the vehicle plummeted, flipping violently.
Glass erupted inward like a thousand glittering blades, slicing through her skin. Wind roared through the shattered windows, tearing her scream from her throat before it ever left her mouth.
December 24, 2025 at 9:40 PM
The world snapped sideways, metal screamed.
The guardrail exploded outward.
Gravity punched the breath from her lungs as the car launched into empty space.
December 24, 2025 at 9:39 PM
The decision didn’t feel like a choice. Her hands moved before she could thinkβ€”grabbing the steering wheel and yanking it hard.
December 24, 2025 at 9:38 PM
β€œStop. The car. Kian.”
β€œNo.” He said it almost gently. β€œPets are supposed to be π‘œπ‘π‘’π‘‘π‘–π‘’π‘›π‘‘.”

Whatever tether had kept her from making reckless decisions snapped as undiluted rage pulsed through her body.
December 24, 2025 at 9:33 PM
β€œI didn’t like that, by the way.”

Another ten miles per hour.

β€œYou’re π‘šπ‘–π‘›π‘’, and when I find out who he is, his blood will be on your hands."
December 24, 2025 at 9:27 PM
β€œStop the car.” He didn’t. The engine roared as he pushed the gas, the road blurring into streaks of pine and shadow. His eyes never left the roadβ€”cool, amused, cruel.
December 24, 2025 at 9:23 PM
The car sped upβ€”subtle at first, then unmistakably.
β€œKian,” she whispered.
His smile widened, sharp as a blade. β€œYou think I didn’t see who you came in with? Another man chaperoning you into π‘šπ‘¦ event?”
December 24, 2025 at 9:22 PM
His hand tightened around the steering wheel, and when he spoke again, his voice was silk over rusted iron. β€œYou think I don’t know about your little espionage mission tonight?”
December 24, 2025 at 9:19 PM
β€œDid youβ€”β€œ she began prying for another lie when he cut her off.
β€œI'm not an idiot, Kassandra.” Her stomach dropped.
December 24, 2025 at 9:16 PM
Her fingers began to trembleβ€”not from fear, but from the need to do something, π‘Žπ‘›π‘¦π‘‘β„Žπ‘–π‘›π‘” before her thoughts tore themselves apart. Her magic hummed feverishly beneath her skin, a restless, coiled thing.
December 24, 2025 at 9:15 PM