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HER EYES are wide , the scene around them in utter chaos . a battle to , presumably , fight the god . a fight she had no place in , and , admittedly no desire to fight . not that she could even if she wanted to .
he offers her hand to her , an offer to help and she doesn't know if he possibly could , not with the things that pain her . but - - - it's more than any of the others have offered to do isn't it . . . ?
slowly though with a growing confidence as her hand stretches out , she takes his hand in hers . ❝ ALRIGHT . ❞
ever the benevolent god , loki approaches her . a calm amongst the chaos they had caused . they offer out their hand , " let me help you . " @coreczka !
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SHE SCOFFS a little , the laugh and the smile not seeming particularly joyful . ❝ oh trust me . there is absolutely such a thing as JUST HUMAN . not everyone is equally special . especially when you're pretty much the only human around . my ability to knit a sock isn't exactly setting me apart . ❞
" there's no such thing as just human. " she takes a long mouthful from her glass, ice water reviving her just enough to pursue this with a keener focus. " you've got talents and strengths just the same as anyone else. what do you like? mm? what are you good at? "
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THE THROWING of the two girls together had been pure happenstance . anya wasn't even sure she remembered her name , or if she'd even given it . but here they are , huddled together in the cold dark of the cellar , the muffled sound of the raid occurring overhead . she's not even sure what's happening . someone had yelled something , people in the bar had begun to scatter , and then she'd glimpsed the barest sight of men in armored outfits , helmets that hid their faces , and a distinct air of NO MERCY about them . but then this girl ( this terribly cold girl ) had nabbed her hand and dragged her down below .
❝ who ARE they ? what do they want with people here ? with us ? ❞
@coreczka sent: "This is dangerous, isn’t it?"
A frown sits on Ali's face; dark eyes narrowed beneath drawn brows. This wasn't a good idea. In fact, it had to be at the bottom of the best outcomes to happen, and yet there isn't any other option. Despite her own lack of warmth, she can feel the cold seeping into her skin from the dirt walls. The root cellar had been their sanctuary; a last-minute hide away that so far had kept them sheltered. Casting her gaze over her shoulder at Anya she nods, " Thats how it goes isn't it? The desire to survive is always dangerous. "
#convo#pixieseer#{ v. 1 } î𝔫 𝔳𝔦𝔞ţă#|| idk maybe it's some kinda like underground non-human bar???#|| that's getting raided by like... not TECHNICALLY the government#|| but not NOT the government either
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HER EYES are forced up , the look in them a little wild as kwannon holds her gaze . are her hands shaking ? she goes to look down to check , but the woman's grip keeps her head up so she can't .
the breath she takes in is shaky , though , and it's equally so when it's commanded to come out . ❝ i didn't - I DIDN'T MEAN TO . ❞
@coreczka: x
Kwannon had gotten over that sensation when she was very young, the spilling of someone else's blood. Now, it was no different than hitting her funny bone. But not everyone was like her. "Look at me." Kwannon cupped her face and forced her to look away from her hands. "Breathe. In." She inhaled deeply, hoping she would follow. "And out."
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Therapy is not enough I need to uppercut my father
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from Eternity! Eternity! by Vincent Glielmi
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since this feels like an unpopular sentiment, i just wanna say officially that minors are welcome on this blog. i think it's important minors have a place to grow and develop their art and skill and the chance to find a community in the rp sphere. just because you're under eighteen doesn't mean you don't deserve a place to express yourself through roleplay and i want to support that as much as possible.
reblog if you're a blog that welcomes writing with minors
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the thirst was never just in his throat. it lived in his bones, in the memory of blood like a fire on his tongue. every smile was a battlefield, every breath a borrowed mercy. he couldn't live without feeling the hunger, but he simply refused to feed the beast he used to be.
ind. jasper whitlock (anti smeyer) written by elliott. info found on pinned post. 18+ and personal blogs dni.
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❝ WELL - YOU'RE supposed to be a god , right ? are gods supposed to believe in each other ? or is that kind of . . . i don't know , self - congratulating ? ❞
"What I have seen has made me believe."
lyric starter for @coreczka Rule #3 - Paperwork - Fish in a Birdcage
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hm i'm not sure i'm having fun on this blog? i'm having a hard time knowing how to interact with people as anya? she's so grumpy and also a human? this isn't a pity post or anything btw! it's just me not knowing how to fix this feeling lol
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I know I just called you dude but I’m trying to flirt with you
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Happy Romani Resistance Day, your struggles and solidarity do not go unnoticed.
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you can't protect everyone...
a private, selective roleplay blog for AISLING JONES, a vaguely mc.u-based and primarily headcanon-inspired original character. please read my rules and bio before following! other verses are available for various fandoms. promo credit goes to @jjcre8 !!
i have to try.
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MEMES?
@psyknife ASKED: ❝ that’s a lot of blood. ❞
❝ it's not mine , ❞ she says numbly , looking down at her bloodied hands , eyes dark and flat with shock . ❝ it's not mine . ❞
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every other post on my dash rn is y'all talking about wire. habibi i'm begging i'm too old for this
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–– WOLFSKRIEGER : an independent & selective immortal, cursed berserker ORIGINAL CHARACTER based on OWN LORE with influence from Germanic and Norse Mythology & Folklore. ft. multiple verses. written by Olivia, no personal blogs & must be 21+
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im writing this on a blog it hasn't happened on so it doesn't feel like i'm vagueblogging lol. but it can be a little.... frustrating that i make sure i reblog my mutuals' promos pretty much every time i see them, but it feels like i don't really get the same courtesy in return...? like idk if you're gonna reblog your promo in the hopes your mutuals reblog it, it feels kinda like common courtesy that you should be doing the same in return no?
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