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ㅤ—𝔉𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐄 𝔐𝐘𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐐𝐔𝐄ㅤꨄ︎
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ✦° ᭙ꪹỉᡶᡶꫀ᭢ ꪉꪗ 𝑹𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒐® 🪱☆°

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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ i steal a few breaths from the world for a minute
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤand then i'll be nothing
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤforever.



ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤand all of my memories, and all of the things i've seen
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗯𝗲 𝗴𝗼𝗻𝗲.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ with my eyes - with my body - with 𝙢𝙚.


ㅤgroggy groaning. crossing one leg over the other. ready to pass out on her couch.
January 28, 2026 at 5:04 AM

ㅤ" alright, syu... "

ㅤlooking away from him, crossing her arms to look around. clicking her tongue against her teeth.

ㅤ" you, uh... hungry ? need somethin' tah drink ? 'er.. anything ? "
" I am known as Ex'syu among my people. "

His voice was deep, rough like gravel. He was unnaturally tall, the figure thin however unlike anything on earth.

" Or Hrrap Tyetu. Ex'syu should be enough. "

ㅤ" mah ranch, sweetheart. yer on mah ranch. "

ㅤplacing a hand on her hip, although appearing annoyed her voice seemingly become more sympathetic.

ㅤ" wha's yer name, darlin' ? "

ㅤnodding up at the na'vi.
January 28, 2026 at 3:51 AM

ㅤ" yada yada, some'in' some'in - cute. you got a real name i could call yah ? "

ㅤraising a brow, clearly annoyed. glaring right back up, unfazed.
" Not pajamas, it is a nano-mesh suit that helps me do my vigilante things more easily. Plus it hides my secret identity. "

He huffs, staring down at them.

" I'm Spider-Man of new york. "

ㅤ[ @thehtedspidey.bsky.social ]

ㅤ" alright, i'll get the important question outa the way - the hell're yah doin' in yer pajamas. "

ㅤcrossing her arms, filed nails tapping along her bicep.
January 28, 2026 at 3:38 AM

ㅤ" mah ranch, sweetheart. yer on mah ranch. "

ㅤplacing a hand on her hip, although appearing annoyed her voice seemingly become more sympathetic.

ㅤ" wha's yer name, darlin' ? "

ㅤnodding up at the na'vi.
The tall grey Na'vi simply stares at the other with golden eyes, almost lion like.

" I do not know where I am. "

ㅤ[ @theexiledwarrior.bsky.social ]

ㅤgiving the other a once over. biting on the inside of her cheek, seemingly unamused.

ㅤ” … i swear ahm seein’ some new shit every day o’ the week.. yah need some’in’ stranger ? “
January 28, 2026 at 3:07 AM

ㅤblowing the farmhand a kiss with a wink, turning on her heel with near to no hesitation.

ㅤ" see yah, sugar. "
He just shrugs, clicking his tongue.

"Alrighty...keep the fruits or tash em, I dont really care..guess ill see ya later.'

ㅤ" an' * that's exactly why. "

ㅤbooping her index finger against his nose, leaning back again.

ㅤ" i know yer type. soon 'nough you won't be lookin' fer a friend anymore - an' * no, there ain't wiggle room with this. "
January 28, 2026 at 2:56 AM

ㅤclosing her eyes, taking in a long, deep breath.

ㅤ" stephanie; soldier's heart by gary paulsen; ranchin', paintin', an' drinkin'; yes, and no. "

ㅤopening her eyes again, tilting her head with the rest of her figure. unamused and beyond disinterested as her lips would purse.

ㅤ" next. "
"Okey-dokey, then I'll just stay as I am." One less trip to the bio-sculptor pod.

"Who might you be? Favorite book? Hobbies? Do reality-bending supernatural phenomena follow you around often? Are YOU a reality-bending supernatural phenomenon?"

She sweeps her tricorder around the area.
January 28, 2026 at 2:56 AM

ㅤ" huh. well... fun name yah've got, terry. "

ㅤat this rate, this damn place was gonna become a smoke shop... that is, until her last inhalation seemed to kill her bud. flicking off ash.

ㅤ" .. granted, can't say * i've ever heard o' it. ' bulletblood's ' kinda hard tah ferget. "

"that's the name, maganda."

( yellow eyes fall to a close, fingers loosely holding the joint as they go for another toke. )

"'fraid i don't got stage presence for that. well-known, but nowhere near popular."

( they chuckle lowly, an eye opening to look for a reaction. )

ㅤpocketing the lighter again, opposing the punk's exhale upward with one of her own downward.

ㅤ" stephanie. yuzukazu.
ㅤbulletblood sounds like a stage name - you pullin' mah leg, sunkiss ? "

ㅤjabbing her cigarette their direction, a smirk soon adorning her lips.
January 28, 2026 at 2:49 AM

ㅤ" i'd argue tha's the only thing you ever should care 'bout.
ㅤ* that's what i'd call respectable. "

ㅤa small hand motioning toward the other, flashing her a more sincere smile.

ㅤ" how long you been married ? "
“Oh, I don’t care about gaining worshippers or any of that. If you want to worship me, that’s your own prerogative. I care about two things in this world: my river and my wife.”

At least she’s being blunt about her view.

ㅤtwirling her hand around her wrist before taking another puff.

ㅤ" i could count on mah hands the number of em that tried tah ' woo ' me, 'er some other bullshit..
ㅤsorry, i jus' ain't got much respect left tah give, sugarcube. "
January 28, 2026 at 2:32 AM

ㅤ" sure i am. ellie's a big girl, ahm sure she'd clean you up jus' fine. "

ㅤturning her digits toward herself, checking her nails for a moment.

ㅤ" some'in' tells me yer a good kid, though. prolly ain't gon' have much tah worry 'bout with you, huh ? "

" Wh- "

He is rather visibly shaken. Does he have any reason to be? No, there's like a fat 99% chance anybody she hired could NEVER put him down.

...But still, he's timid, easily nervous.

His shoulders tense then relax as he sighs.

" O-Oh. You're just kidding... "

ㅤ" perfect.

ㅤnow i can put a hit on yah if she tells me yer doin' any funny business. "

ㅤhands falling to her hips, promptly nodding again with a somewhat intimidating smirk - one that would quickly disappear. she knows his type.

ㅤ" ... kiddin', o' course. "
January 28, 2026 at 2:30 AM
Reposted by ㅤ—𝔉𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐄 𝔐𝐘𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐐𝐔𝐄ㅤꨄ︎
starseed 🪱

weakly holding out my queen on a gold platter bc she doesnt wear silver
January 27, 2026 at 4:37 PM

ㅤ" an' * that's exactly why. "

ㅤbooping her index finger against his nose, leaning back again.

ㅤ" i know yer type. soon 'nough you won't be lookin' fer a friend anymore - an' * no, there ain't wiggle room with this. "
He just kinda....stared, before shrugging.

"Took you for a lady who could want a friend, clearly i was wrong."

ㅤ" oh sugar plum. "

ㅤeyes waning, though clearly far from sympathetic.

ㅤ" ahm way too old tah jus' ' be yer friend. '
ㅤwhaddyah take me for ? "

ㅤseemingly mocking him, hands pressed to her knees despite the fact that she was already shorter than him. cooing as if at a child.
January 28, 2026 at 12:06 AM

ㅤshaking her head, lowering it to pinch the bridge of her nose before releasing and looking back up. head lolling to the side as her hips with slant with the motion.

ㅤ" nah, it ain't that i don't believe yah.

ㅤahm an atheist. an' i ain't ever met a ' god ' that ain't full o' themselves. "
After a swirl around the cup, she takes a sip.

“Man I love sweet wine.”
January 28, 2026 at 12:05 AM

ㅤwhat the fuck does unc even mean
January 27, 2026 at 11:58 PM

ㅤdeep in the heart of texas
January 27, 2026 at 11:56 PM

ㅤkids amiright
January 27, 2026 at 11:39 PM
Reposted by ㅤ—𝔉𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐄 𝔐𝐘𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐐𝐔𝐄ㅤꨄ︎
November 15, 2025 at 2:35 AM

ㅤi don't care what time it is who want me
January 27, 2026 at 11:34 PM

ㅤ" perfect.

ㅤnow i can put a hit on yah if she tells me yer doin' any funny business. "

ㅤhands falling to her hips, promptly nodding again with a somewhat intimidating smirk - one that would quickly disappear. she knows his type.

ㅤ" ... kiddin', o' course. "

Maybe she shouldn't have been the one to tell him that... But it can't be helped now. They were somewhat close in age.

" I-It's alright... "

Odd. He tell them his name, didn't he?

" Um, I'm Alpha. Alpha Harley. It's a pleasure to meet you! "

ㅤ" oh - well, pardon me, then. "

ㅤlowering her hand to cross her arm back over her chest again.

ㅤ" ... 26. she's 26 years old.
ㅤbut, oh well ! wha's yer name then, cause she jus' so happened tah always leave that part out. "
January 27, 2026 at 11:34 PM

ㅤpocketing the lighter again, opposing the punk's exhale upward with one of her own downward.

ㅤ" stephanie. yuzukazu.
ㅤbulletblood sounds like a stage name - you pullin' mah leg, sunkiss ? "

ㅤjabbing her cigarette their direction, a smirk soon adorning her lips.

( taking the lighter, igniting the small flame and holding it up to the end of their joint. they take a deep inhale before closing up the lighter and handing it back. )

“name’s terry. terry bulletblood.”

( tilting their head upwards and exhaling the large amount of smoke. )

“you?”

ㅤquietly chuckling, shoulders bobbing with a shake of her head.

ㅤ” sure, hon. you’ve got yer hook. “

ㅤremoving a lighter from her pocket, twirling it around her fingers before placing it in the other’s hand.

ㅤ” now sink ‘er. “
January 27, 2026 at 11:30 PM

ㅤ" oh, good gravy... "

ㅤa mutter and a grumble, dropping her attention away as she rolled the cig between her digits. though, icy hues would drift back upon the other's acknowledgment.

ㅤ" huh.. uhuh, yeah... i ain't an asshole. no reason to fog yah out. "
“Because I’m a god. I don’t mean that in a hyperbolic sense either. Sometimes something needs smote.”

She pats the heads with a grin.

“And thanks for not blowing the smoke at me.”

ㅤ" huh. yer loss. "

ㅤlowering the pack, pocketing it again and instead removing a lighter. taking a toke off, blowing the smoke down and away from the other woman. before continuing.

ㅤ" the hell yah need tah be dramatic for ? thought the shoulder pads were 'nough. "
January 27, 2026 at 10:05 PM

ㅤ" oh sugar plum. "

ㅤeyes waning, though clearly far from sympathetic.

ㅤ" ahm way too old tah jus' ' be yer friend. '
ㅤwhaddyah take me for ? "

ㅤseemingly mocking him, hands pressed to her knees despite the fact that she was already shorter than him. cooing as if at a child.
He sighs, caught, before his shoulders kinda slumped.

"...God this is stupid-

....do you wanna be friends.... the only friend I got is Midas and hes just my coworker-"

ㅤ" 'course they do. but i'd be here all day listin' em all off. "

ㅤlowering the basket back to her side, glancing back to the farmhand.

ㅤ" ... alright, fluffy, now tell * me why yer really botherin' me ? there ain't 'nough kindness in anyone's heart tah come all this way fer a fruit basket. "
January 27, 2026 at 10:00 PM

ㅤas expected . . .

ㅤslowly blinking once, then twice. brow furrowing, confused by the question.

ㅤ" uh.. i ain't really got a... preference ?
ㅤcan you jus' get on with yer lil investigation ? i ain't 'ere tah be yer new best friend, hon. "
"Greetings and sa-lu-tations!"

She glances back at the spinny blue glowing portal she just jumped out of. "The name's Lep, COSMIC EXPLORER. I just show up in random places and look for interesting people. You look interesting."

"...By the way, would you prefer me as a guy or a girl? Your call."
January 27, 2026 at 9:44 PM

ㅤ" oh - well, pardon me, then. "

ㅤlowering her hand to cross her arm back over her chest again.

ㅤ" ... 26. she's 26 years old.
ㅤbut, oh well ! wha's yer name then, cause she jus' so happened tah always leave that part out. "

" Oh. Well... I guess that, makes sense then. "

So then, they were just friends who talked from time to time. That's how she knew. That's a lot less concerning than he initially thought.

" I'm not that young... But I guess I don't know how old she is. I'm just 21... "

ㅤ" mah ellie pretty much lives there. but, when she visits, she likes tellin' me things. "

ㅤshrugging. what had him worked up seemed to hardly even faze her.

ㅤ" least she's finally makin' friends... yah seem a lil young, though. not tah mention.. "

ㅤmotioning a hand above her own head to his.
January 27, 2026 at 8:47 PM

ㅤ" huh. yer loss. "

ㅤlowering the pack, pocketing it again and instead removing a lighter. taking a toke off, blowing the smoke down and away from the other woman. before continuing.

ㅤ" the hell yah need tah be dramatic for ? thought the shoulder pads were 'nough. "
“Nah. Just was curious if it was the real thing or not. I use prop cigarettes sometimes when I want to be dramatic though.”

She stared at the pack with a smirk. At least she was kind enough to offer.

ㅤraising a brow, turning her head to actually give the stranger more of her attention.

ㅤ" uh.. had my first when i was... le's see -
ㅤwhen i was 'bout 22 or so ?

ㅤworsened in mah thirties. you want one ? "

ㅤoffering the pack.
January 27, 2026 at 8:41 PM