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Pinned

make sure you empty ‘em this time. you left me one dripping.

( rolling her eyes. )

i dunno what the hell you’re doin’ back here. but sumn’s fishy and it ain’t me.

every now and then! but don’t worry, i’ll be sure to save you some, if that’s what you’re worried about.

i gotchu. ( * 🤙 )

( a nonchalant shrug. )

so feisty, so sassy. you should chillax.


apparently it’s also to tune your dick with the androids too.

( a slow blink before taking a long sip from the aluminium can. her face scrunches at the bitter taste. )

but watch yourself. the minute the tempo changes, i’m not afraid to shove the barrel up your ass.
December 28, 2025 at 11:51 PM

apparently it’s also to tune your dick with the androids too.

( a slow blink before taking a long sip from the aluminium can. her face scrunches at the bitter taste. )

but watch yourself. the minute the tempo changes, i’m not afraid to shove the barrel up your ass.

( the corner of their upper lip twitched — but their composure never faltered. it was always. . . unnervingly perfect. )

my purpose is just to tune in with the chill vibes of the universe.

. . . and put that into my music. get what i mean ?


bullshit, but whatever. i never see you ‘round without purpose.

( squinting as she raises her own can to her lips. )

doubt you’re just hanging around.
December 28, 2025 at 11:32 PM

bullshit, but whatever. i never see you ‘round without purpose.

( squinting as she raises her own can to her lips. )

doubt you’re just hanging around.

( waving a hand dismissively — they’ll drink later. )

meh, around. business as usual, yknow how it goes.


yeah? never stopped anybody. ‘specially not me.

( setting the can down next to them and, seemingly, producing another one from thin air. )

where the fuck have you been all this time?
December 28, 2025 at 11:08 PM

yeah? never stopped anybody. ‘specially not me.

( setting the can down next to them and, seemingly, producing another one from thin air. )

where the fuck have you been all this time?

it’s currently —

( looking at watch. )

it’s currently 2:35 pm. . . ?

December 23, 2025 at 1:05 AM

take the drink, asshole.

December 23, 2025 at 12:59 AM

( tapping their head with a can of beer. )

( whistling, idly sitting to themselves. )

December 23, 2025 at 12:56 AM
December 10, 2025 at 8:30 AM

( on instinct, she’d fall into his touch. she couldn’t carry on anymore. she’s so tired and weak. her skin cold to the touch, may that be either the unforgiving weather or the loss of blood.. )

( as the satyr’s warm palm presses to her wound, the huntress would scream in pain. her feet - -

ㅤ’ angelic ‘ was not quite how he would’ve described his own voice - quivering with sympathetic worry, disregarding possible outside threats and focusing entirely on keeping… well, this total stranger alive.

ㅤshe could’ve been a monster. a terrorist. and yet, it didn’t even cross their mind.
December 9, 2025 at 8:31 PM

didn’t i ban that fucker from the club? why are they here.
December 7, 2025 at 9:04 PM

straight thought you were a hallucination until you actually touched me.
December 7, 2025 at 7:26 PM

yknow, after livin’ in a cyber-fascist technologically advanced society for most of my life.. it’s KINDA fuckin’ strange to see shit like satyrs and elves. like what?
December 7, 2025 at 7:23 PM
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( temp pinned. )

December 7, 2025 at 6:44 PM


December 7, 2025 at 5:16 PM

“gah lee, can i catch a fuckin’ break?”
December 7, 2025 at 5:12 PM

( huffing, wincing. dragging a foot, leaving behind a trail of an inky red substance in the otherwise perfect blankets of snow. a gloved hand would rest atop her tank top, its side drenched in black and dark crimsons. )

( her breath shakes as she trudges forward, not even knowing her - -

ㅤnot at her side... no, their experiences still made them weary. but, a small prick of magic would swirl about his digits, enticing a small fire to form between pale palms.

ㅤable to be used for any necessary outcome.
December 7, 2025 at 5:03 AM

alright. hol’ on, gimme a sec.

( leaving only for a moment, returning with an opened bottle of smirnoff. twirling her keys on her pinkie finger. )

c’mon, sweet thing. i’ll drive ya around.

ㅤwell, i can't really help it...

ㅤmm - i'll, uh, let you lead the way. i bet yah know all the good places, anyway.
ㅤ... uhm, yeah. yeah, eatin' sounds, uh, great actually -

oh god. a tourist.

welcome to glory city, pinkie. either you love it, or hate it. we’ll find out by the end of the night, yeah?

i’m really feelin’ the club vibes, i dunno about you. but maaaybe we could grab a bite first. maybe.
December 2, 2025 at 6:04 AM

huff…
December 1, 2025 at 8:45 PM

what about that red - haired hottie that’s got you around her finger?
December 1, 2025 at 7:48 PM

what?? that’s registering as an INSULT.
December 1, 2025 at 7:46 PM

not satisfied?? hold on, now.
December 1, 2025 at 7:45 PM

are we deadass.
December 1, 2025 at 7:41 PM

squash awa- what is your ISSUE?
December 1, 2025 at 7:39 PM

yeah… i’m not about that. don’t look at me.
December 1, 2025 at 7:37 PM

i dunno who that is.

but if it’s that little short stack over there, i could offer him a free body.
December 1, 2025 at 7:25 PM

we do not need another world altering event.
December 1, 2025 at 7:20 PM