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I’d definitely feel safe with In-ho actually

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im double clicking are you /ref

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Mac :D

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There is always a price for freedom.

We are chained by our weaknesses.

Leave your big dreams behind.

When you let go,

only then

can your soul can truly be saved.

Lose your humanity,

then freedom

and salvation

will be yours for the taking.

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There is always a price for freedom.

We are chained by our weaknesses.

Leave your big dreams behind.

When you let go,

only then

can your soul can truly be saved.

Lose your humanity,

then freedom

and salvation

will be yours for the taking.

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There is always a price for freedom.

We are chained by our weaknesses.

Leave your big dreams behind.

When you let go,

only then

can your soul can truly be saved.

Lose your humanity,

then freedom

and salvation

will be yours for the taking.

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how it feels to be aware of your paranoias btw

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✧ [ AZURE : ANNOUNCEMENT ]

AZURE'S BIRTHDAY IS IN A WEEK! to celebrate his birthday, we are opening the ask box for you to ask azure any question you'd like! the questions will be answered by actor au! azure for he will be the focus of this year's birthday. although if you have a question for canon azure, feel free to still leave them! just be sure to put a 🦋 at the of the question and we'll make a separate post for it (or answer it directly while the other questions will be in one post). thank you everyone!

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ROUND 17

It's shameful, I know, filthy and disgusting that I did it, but I have to be honest about it. Maybe if I am, half of it will be forgiven. I looked back. I looked at the scores, and I almost wanted to stay. I was almost triumphant. I was close to gluing my feet to the cold, unforgiving stage that I had stared at through videos for so long, the one that stared back at me and snickered, whispering to me words of discourage and meaningless dirt. I felt like it would be worth it, a little suffering for endless standing ovations.

And then, I decided, final, clear, even with the satisfaction from finally being seen, that she deserved better than to be abandoned by me again... even if probably, her fate wasn't kind. I felt like remaining on the stage would be like spitting on her grave and being acclaimed for it.

So, I ran. With the flashing lights hitting my eyes, with the pain from the prior head injury pounding, making me dizzy, with who knows how many guards all around, I ran off the stage. Almost tripped on my dress, the bandages under my top felt suffocating, the heat was too much, it was hell, but I had to get out of there, and I had to do it fast. There was some indistinguishable, echoing screaming behind me, but I couldn't hear it right due to blood pumping in my ears with brute force. I vaguely felt accessories on my outfit fall off, but honestly, that wasn't so bad.

Everything was overstimulating, and I felt myself getting weaker and weaker. I was surprised I didn't get shot at yet, or whatever kind of treatment they'd give someone who's running away, but I wasn't conscious enough to dwell on that too much.

The exit, it was so close. The freedom I yearned for my whole life, the final blow to every blow I had ever received from the aliens.

And, of course, it was guarded. I had no weapon because afterall, why would I? I wasn't thinking about how to escape with a concussion. Now I'm just realizing how insanely stupid I was.

As expected, I got tackled to the ground. Human hands in armor around my neck, as if the guards had lost all humanity when they entered that business, as if they think that they're on the same rank as aliens because they kill other humans. As if they think they're not just another piece of scrap for the aliens. Real pathetic. My hands flailed around, dodging the attempts to pin me down fully. I felt something, who knows what, they may have used my own hair accessory, if it was still there, or a blade, scratch down my right eye, effectively turning half my vision into a crimson, shallow sea. I finally managed to anchor something, the gun from the guards belt. Hand on the trigger, like I've seen, with no clear idea about what to exactly do, I pulled it, and almost immediately dropped it from the impact. It wasn't the only thing that dropped: so did the guard that pinned me down, and I quickly pushed the soon-to-be (I assume) corpse.

The 2 other guards stared, fired: one missed, one hit my thigh.  I remember the pain, it was sharp and piercing and I felt like my whole leg was ripped off. Im pretty sure I yelled, but I don't even remember, I just knew sweat, and now blood, were pooling down my body. I grabbed the gun again, fired wherever I could, as much as I could, with one eye bleeding and unbearable pain. I don't know if I hit it, or it ran in pain.

All I knew is that now, I was alone, for who knows how long, until it brought backup, if it was still alive. I groaned, this one I heard, and tried to stabilize myself, ended up dragging myself out.

~

I was out.

Outside.

Not in the ANAKT box. In the desert outside the building. It was... really ugly, and smelled vaguely sulphuric, but it was freedom. Unless they followed the trail of blood I left behind... still, atleast I could say I had been free for some time.

Brown.

Something is brown.. with a black hood...

Red eyes...

Blurry, but unmistakable. That's a person. No.. that's..

that's Nene?

And then, it all turned black.

@junebluues hey....

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you are the reason i live, but you don't remember me ?

happy link click s3 announcement i guess 😭😭

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I was just listening to alien stage songs and I remembered a tiktok where someone said that Luka and Nice are pretty much the same but in different fonts. And I kind of realized that they are similar in some aspects especially when you know that Luka still stayed in whatever the alien stage system was and how Luka was also viewed as this kind of pretty angel (Idk I ain't a hardcore alien stage fan who knows all the lore) but I do know is that they view luka as this image if perfection as well especially with how they try to make him look like the perfect human (he is a perfect clone out of all the clones, again idk the lore) . Then I imagined what it would be like if they knew each other or if they met. Then all of I sudden my mind started shipping them, like what the—

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'Luka's been very tormented. It's like hell.'

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◦˚~ WATERCOLOR WAVES DIVIDERS by enchanthings ~˚◦

Info: these were all drawn & edited by me. please reblog/like if use!

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✴︎ CLOUD DIVIDERS

ﾉ Please reblog & credit if you use!

For different colors just send me an ask please!

WHEAT

SHADOW

PINK SKY

SPRING TIME

ICE COLD

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So… new LC art…

other doodles below! Sorry I can’t ink everyone’s portrait 😭

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My alnst oc!!

He has a finny signature.