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╱ it’s common fucking sense to not use a community’s fucking trauma & issues (in this case, racism) to push your own fucking agenda. not only that, a take you don’t have a fucking say in.
╱ jesus fucking christ. one; don’t fucking redirect the topic of racism to fonts. two; if you aren’t visually disabled, stay the hell out of the font conversation.
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despite lunella’s warm & loving welcome, asgard has always felt far from loving. bastard child looks at the woman, holding their arms.
〝 the sanctum. new york. 〞 thry whisper.
@untruthborne
“Huh-? Oh.. my.. word.”
Eyes widening as she takes in Lulabeth fully.
“Look at you! You’re so grown up, I could literally cry. Where’d you go, kid? Everyone’s been missin’ you!”
nails dig into the prince’s soft flesh, blood pooling down his shoulder from the prophet’s tight grip. foam continues to spill from mouth, lips parting as visions of death & tragedy fill their truly blind eyes. the prophet speaks. »
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« 〝 son of 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒎𝒔, 𝐇𝐄𝐄𝐃 my call. because of your pride will go your fall. wind & water rages within you, but in fire & smoke shall be your deliverance. sitting in brimstone is your pale green steed, hubris its’ rider. 〞 »
zombie—like prophetic trance forces lulabeth toward omari, grabbing his shoulder with unseen force.
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⠀ ＊ 𝐜 𝐨 𝐧 𝐧 𝐞 𝐜 𝐭 𝐢 𝐨 𝐧 𝐬.
𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 this tweet for a direct message to plot & establish a connection between our muses. duplicates most certainly welcome. semi—selective.
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⠀ ＊ 𝐬 𝐭 𝐚 𝐫 𝐭 𝐞 𝐫 𝐜 𝐚 𝐥 𝐥.
𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 this tweet for a short gif starter with context.
𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕 for a detailed written starter.
do b͟o͟t͟h͟ for a direct message to plot.
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