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O’, ⠀𝑮𝑶𝑳𝑫𝑬𝑵⠀ 𝑶𝑵𝑬,⠀ CHOSEN⠀ BY ⠀THE⠀ 𝐒𝐔𝐍,⠀ DO ⠀YOU ⠀REGRET⠀ TAKING⠀ THOSE⠀ VOWS,⠀ CURSED ⠀BY ⠀COSMIC⠀ WHISPERS ⠀OF⠀ A⠀ 𝐃𝐄𝐂𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄𝐃 ⠀GOD﹖

Joined May 2024
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do⠀you⠀see ⠀me ⠀as⠀ a ⠀𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘤⠀﹖ —⠀or ⠀perhaps ⠀as ⠀a ⠀𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐞⠀﹖ fem! ⠀sunday ⠀ ( ⠀#hsrrp⠀ x ⠀#mvrp⠀ )
𝘭𝘶𝘤𝘪𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘢 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘴. 𝘭𝘶𝘤𝘪𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘢 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘴. 𝘭𝘶𝘤𝘪𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘢 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘴. 𝘭𝘶𝘤𝘪𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘢 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘴.
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𝓼.⠀⠀sunday needs to start packing a .380. this t͟e͟l͟e͟p͟a͟t͟h͟y nonsense isn't cutting it. and on the slide, it should say, "𝑮𝑶 𝑾𝑰𝑻𝑯 𝑬𝑵𝑨."
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“ good morning . . . ” stifles a yawn with the back of her hand. what a rough night.
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her cheeks redden, not from embarrassment but from frustration. “ i have upheld my chastity! the worst i could have possibly done is have my eyes wander temporarily. ” 𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘭𝘺, as if that justifies it in any way. ───
And arguing with her was like trying to have a discussion with a statue. He frowned slightly and looked away. "Oh course, but I'm not such a prune as to be upset when I undress in my own private quarters," he said, "You both know that neither of us is pure, we never were, even
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─── she's now aggravated, resorting to using the blanket hiding his torso to cover up his face. “ take a bath as i suggested. perhaps it will soak this absurd behavior out of you. ”
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it’s like bickering with a child. que a very long and exasperated sigh. “ shouldn't you be maintaining your own principles? why else did you bother accepting such vows in the first place? ”
"I'm in my own bedroom, you're the one who came in," Sunday said, crossing his arms. He understood her point but that didn't mean he agreed with it. "Besides, half of the things 'father' taught us is drivel and only for his own ideals."
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─── “ his influence may have been potent, but you still manage to shape your own ideals. ” deep down, she couldn't make much sense of his sass. is she like this on occasions?
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“ i am 𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 that you shouldn't risk putting yourself on display. reserving your sanctity is highly advised. ” her words nearly came off as a hiss; luckily, she was able to hold her tongue back. what's truly i͟n͟s͟u͟l͟t͟i͟n͟g is his lack of awareness.
For a moment, Sunday thought the stranger was Robin but then he recognized his own face. Well, if he was a woman, anyway. He agrees that a bath would help but there's something wrong about this, so he pulls away. "I'm sorry, are you implying that I'm ugly?" he asked, insulted.
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something involving beauty. possibly. such pretty little things.
just curious on why she yelled the word ‘girls’ 🙂
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i'm going to take this as a "no, you do not."
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taps on phone quickly, attempting to google: is it safe to follow strangers through the woods?
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very . . . pretty. incredibly so.
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there is s͟o͟m͟e͟t͟h͟i͟n͟g laughable about this request . . . she 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 can't seem to put her finger on it. laughing would be the rude thing to do, of course. “ that is a bit of a daunting request. „
"I'm a little short on subordinates, and you seem capable enough. Why don't you join me?"
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keep the apple ripe: the holy p͟a͟r͟a͟s͟i͟t͟e. #seductivesunday ໒꒱ : art credit belongs to me.
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i forgot how much of a struggle account revival can be. oh well. i didn't expect much to happen. ♡
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“ firefly's hair . . . it always seems so silky and smooth─── such soft and delicate eyes. „ s i g h s.
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a blanket now draped around his form, with a glove-covered hand nudging the small of his back, guiding him in the direction of the bath. her eyes filled with disappointment. but that polite smile served as a mask. ⸻
The sun is beginning to set through the curtains and Sunday begins to unbutton his shirt. Soft feathers and even softer skin as he slides the fabric off, his lower back wings stretching out after being cramped all day. Then he sees you watching. "Oh! Reader, what is it?"
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⸻ there is no reason for him to risk such an exposé; maintaining one's principles is vital. he should know better than this. “if you are sore, then soak yourself properly. you wouldn't want to burden anyone by revealing your flesh.„
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