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Who am I to 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒂𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒆.ᐣ
I travel the ᥕorᥣd and the sᥱvᥱᥒ sᥱᥲs
𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢'𝚜 looking for something
[ 𝝡𝖺𝗹𝙠𝖺𝘃𝗂𝖺𝗇 𝙆𝗂𝗇𝖽𝙧𝗲𝖽 ]
Either way, I'm going to stare at the old vampire with his tits out.
Or is this one of those... "Memes"?
Either way, I'm going to stare at the old vampire with his tits out.
Either way, I'm going to stare at the old vampire with his tits out.
Men neither. Tried.
Get a buxom lass to fuck ye. That's what I'm trying to get at. I feel like it would improve yer disposition if ye got off once in yer misbegotten life.
Get a buxom lass to fuck ye. That's what I'm trying to get at. I feel like it would improve yer disposition if ye got off once in yer misbegotten life.
Get a buxom lass to fuck ye. That's what I'm trying to get at. I feel like it would improve yer disposition if ye got off once in yer misbegotten life.
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He retorts, whether joke or not, as he watched the hulking Hound withdrew the nasty looking blade. Not just Wilk, but the others too. Invading his space with their technology and their holier-than-thou stench.
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Those immense fingers, the size of Z's limbs, curl themselves around the Guard, as the glistening, giant blade reveals itself.
A serrated back with a long, heavy tipped bowie blade, engraved on it's side is a simple ~>
He retorts, whether joke or not, as he watched the hulking Hound withdrew the nasty looking blade. Not just Wilk, but the others too. Invading his space with their technology and their holier-than-thou stench.
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💮丂𝐭𝐞𝐩𝐡𝐞𝐧 丂𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞💮
˗ˏˋ ꒰⏱꒱ ˎˊ˗
⏱𝔽𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐞𝐫⏱
💮丂𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐫 丂𝐮𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐞💮
──*ੈ⏱‧₊˚༺💮༻*ੈ⏱‧₊˚──
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💮丂𝐭𝐞𝐩𝐡𝐞𝐧 丂𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞💮
˗ˏˋ ꒰⏱꒱ ˎˊ˗
⏱𝔽𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐞𝐫⏱
💮丂𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐫 丂𝐮𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐞💮
──*ੈ⏱‧₊˚༺💮༻*ੈ⏱‧₊˚──
♡ + ↻
He watches as Sebastian's flesh burns under the ring, for his own failure in letting this happen he lets the vision of the poor kindred burn itself into his retinas.
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His words are much like the man who speaks them, cutting, and crushing.
His soft spoken mannerisms contrast the fact that he's heated up a ring, just to imprint the cross upon Sebastian's forehead.
The sizzling meat and the deafening screams echo, in the confidence~>
''Cannae say i've ken you here before. They call me Z, this here is my gallery. And that there is my assistant ye so gracefully delivered to me.''
He watches as Sebastian's flesh burns under the ring, for his own failure in letting this happen he lets the vision of the poor kindred burn itself into his retinas.
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It's odd. To find one's herd completely disconnect to the world around them, a certain hush falling over the gallery as Z meandered about his own artwork.
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It's odd. To find one's herd completely disconnect to the world around them, a certain hush falling over the gallery as Z meandered about his own artwork.
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"Aye, it’s coming." A laugh escapes—sharp, unhinged.
"D’ye see it yet?" The war-torn echoes in their voice, the prophecy woven in oil. Somewhere, something answers.
"Aye, it’s coming." A laugh escapes—sharp, unhinged.
"D’ye see it yet?" The war-torn echoes in their voice, the prophecy woven in oil. Somewhere, something answers.
18+ written by mads.
18+ written by mads.
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ㅤㅤ「My Lord. May flowers bloom wherever you wander. 」
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ㅤㅤ「My Lord. May flowers bloom wherever you wander. 」
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ᴵ ˢʰᵃˡˡ ˢᵘᶠᶠᵉʳ ʸᵒᵘ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵗᵒ ˡⁱᵛᵉ. ᵂᵉ ˢʰᵃˡˡ ᵗᵉᵃʳ ᵈᵒʷⁿ ʸᵒᵘʳ ʷᵃˡˡˢ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᴴᵒˡʸ ᶠⁱʳᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵈᵃˢʰ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵏᵉⁿ ᵃᵍᵃⁱⁿˢᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵗᵒⁿᵉˢ.
ᴺᵒ ᵐᵃᵗᵗᵉʳ ʷʰᵉʳᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ʰⁱᵈᵉ...
𝖂𝖊 𝖍𝖆𝖛𝖊 𝖈𝖔𝖒𝖊 𝖋𝖔𝖗 𝖞𝖔𝖚.
ᴵ ˢʰᵃˡˡ ˢᵘᶠᶠᵉʳ ʸᵒᵘ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵗᵒ ˡⁱᵛᵉ. ᵂᵉ ˢʰᵃˡˡ ᵗᵉᵃʳ ᵈᵒʷⁿ ʸᵒᵘʳ ʷᵃˡˡˢ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᴴᵒˡʸ ᶠⁱʳᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵈᵃˢʰ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵏᵉⁿ ᵃᵍᵃⁱⁿˢᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵗᵒⁿᵉˢ.
ᴺᵒ ᵐᵃᵗᵗᵉʳ ʷʰᵉʳᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ʰⁱᵈᵉ...
𝖂𝖊 𝖍𝖆𝖛𝖊 𝖈𝖔𝖒𝖊 𝖋𝖔𝖗 𝖞𝖔𝖚.
Your accent struck me like a hammer though.
Kinda' ken are ya?
and how we feel
is who we are
Stephen Spera
and how we feel
is who we are
Stephen Spera