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sel-enha-phile ยท 5 months ago
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A Symphony of Midnight
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โœฉ Enhypen x Fem!Reader โœฉ Word Count: 3.3k โœฉ Warnings: Mentions of Alcohol, Death, Blood, War โœฉ โœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉ When an ancient relic shatters and the treaty safeguarding peace between humans and vampires is broken, Y/N Valerian finds herself accused of the unthinkableโ€”the murder of her father and the destruction of the relic. Thrust into a perilous world of supernatural intrigue, she becomes entangled with the Seven Vampire Princes of the Anaima bloodline.
Amid rising tensions, political machinations, and the looming threat of war, Y/N must navigate a labyrinth of deception while grappling with a forbidden love that defies centuries-old laws. But the greatest revelation lies within herself: her blood holds the power to either doom the world to annihilation or offer its ultimate salvation. โœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉ
The grand chamber of the Valerian Estate gleamed with lavish splendor, its polished marble floors reflecting the soft glow of countless candles suspended in crystal chandeliers. Every surface seemed to catch the light, amplifying the grandeur of the occasion. The air was alive with a symphony of voices- human and vampire mingling in a precarious sort of harmony.
For two centuries, the Luminis Accord had upheld an uneasy peace between the two races, and tonightโ€™s bicentennial celebration was meant to further solidify that fragile coexistence.
You lingered at the very edge of the crowd where your existence went unnoticed; a goblet of wine resting idly in your hand, its deep crimson swirling as you moved your wrist absently. It wasn't that you preferred to drink all that much. In all honesty the stench of liquor of any sort made your stomach churn and your head quite a bit dizzier than one's normal state of tipsiness. So, a lack of sobriety is not something you often found yourself aiming for, lest your mind needed clearing.
Tonight was one of those nights. For some reason your senses were on high alert, and it brought an ostentatious unease to you as if you were apart from yourself. You stand to be around vampires tonight; but oddly enough it bothered you even more to be around your own kind.
Your eyes traced the room before landing on your father, Lord Callan Valerian. He moved through the sea of dignitaries with a confidence that seemed effortless, his silver hair catching the chandelier's light as though it were a crown.
It would make sense if it were. He was what could be equivalent to royalty in your world. His great- great grandfather had been the one to present the Luminis Accord to the vampires; so to the current assembly and those before, anyone of the valerian blood was a symbol of unity, the architect of a treaty that had held firm against decades of doubt and mistrust- a leader in the simplest sense.
For decades there was only men born to the Valerian blood- the product of what many believed to be a curse used in the making of the treaty- seven sons to a family to mirror the seven Princes. Your father's only heir was you.
At first many questions your father's lineage due to only you being born- a female. The first since the making of the treaty. Had your father went against the rules?
The rules were simple. Any women born the same year as the one of Valerian blood were for selection- as long as they were pure.
It was a rather stupid rule you felt, in the times you lived in. But your mother was the same age as your father. And to everyone's knowledge had been celibate up until her betrothal. Did he have relations with someone other than a woman you had called your mother?
It didn't seem that way at your mother's deathbed. Your young self-remembered vividly just how loud your father had wailed. As if he was grieving even beyond your mother's life.
After her death he put so much into leading, even the Ambassadors and Council members who used to be against him vied for his attention, their deference a testament to his influence. He was their savior.
To you, he was simply Father- a man of uncompromising principles and even stricter expectations, whose shadow you had never fully stepped out of.
Yet tonight, something about him was different. His expression, always composed, carried a tension that was hard to ignore. His smiles were fleeting, forced, and his words to the assembled guests felt more measured than usual. Beneath his polished exterior, a weight pressed on him, and you could feel it in the fleeting glances he cast across the room, the wrinkles in his face, the crease in his brows, as if anticipating a threat no one else could see.
"Y/N, my lovely child," he had said earlier, his hand firm but uncharacteristically warm on your shoulder. "Stay close tonight, alright?"
The request had surprised you. He rarely spoke to you so directly during public events, much less asked for your presence. Usually, your role was ceremonial- a silent reminder of the continuation of the Valerian lineage. You were no diplomat, no tactician, no leader- even if one day you were expected to be one. You were a historian, content to study the echoes of the past rather than shape the present. That was your passion. A choice your father had long viewed with quiet disappointment, though he had grudgingly accepted it.
You had nodded, offering no protest, as he pet your head- the first he had done since you were a child; but now his words lingered in your mind, heavier than they had felt earlier. Standing alone amid the thrumming energy of the room, you couldnโ€™t shake the feeling that they carried a warning you hadnโ€™t understood.
He hadnโ€™t smiled. Not even once to anyone else. But the small smile he gave before strutting off set in your heart like a heavy stone.
The unease in your chest deepened, and you found yourself wishing you had pressed him for more. Why tonight of all nights? What had he seen- or feared -that made him act so unlike himself? The question lingered, unanswered, as the crowd swirled around you in blissful ignorance.
Was it perhaps what you had confronted him about? The truth behind the Luminis Accord? How it wasn't offered as peace but more so-
Your thoughts were interrupted by a sharp crash of breaking glass. Subtle, almost imperceptible to the human ear, but distinct enough to snag your attention. You looked out at the crowd, no heads turning save for a few miscellaneous councilmen from the vampiric side. And even the vampires playing in the string quartet.
You turned, your frown deepening, knowing you didn't imagine what you heard. Maybe no other human was close enough? So you made your way in the direction of the noise, which led towards a small antechamber that led to the diplomats' counsel room.
Then came the scream.
It was high and piercing, cutting through the air like a blade, causing you to rush. The music stuttered into silence for a split second; but you barely register that as you pushed through the door, recognizing the scream all too well. Dread coiled in your chest as your feet moved of their own accord, heart pounded, each step quickening until you reached the room. The sight before you stole the breath from your lungs.
Slumped against the polished wood of his desk was your father, his body framed by a pool of blood that seeped into the intricate weave of the ornate rug. His skin, once so full of vitality, was pallid and waxen, his eyes fixed on nothing as he coughed out blood. At his feet lay the shattered remains of the Relic of Luminis Accord; its crystal fragments glinting like cruel stars in the dim light.
โ€œFather?โ€ The word left your lips as a whisper, trembling and fragile. You dropped to your knees beside him, hands hovering, useless and shaking, over his stilling form. He had a slit in his throat, accompanied with two small puncture marks. And a large wound in his abdomen.
The coppery scent of blood was thick and cloying, turning your stomach as tears blurred your vision.
"Listen." Your father sputtered, his blood landing on your dress. "I broke...long ago." His eyes were wide. "The treaty. It's my fault. You're in danger." He coughed once more, slumping against you. Your eyes were frantic as you tried to cover the bleeding.
Do I cover his abdomen or this cut in his throat-
"Father-"
"Don't. Trust them...my child-"
โ€œWhat have you done?!โ€
The voice jolted through you like a whip crack. Sharp, accusing. You spun to see Prince Sunghoon standing in the doorway, his silhouette stark against the flickering glow of the main hall. His hand rested on the hilt of his blade- as if he couldn't finish someone with his bare hands. His expression, usually so unreadable, was etched with tension as his gaze flicked between you, your father, and the shattered relic.
Before you could speak, Prince Jake stepped into the room, halting abruptly as the scent of blood hit him. His face twisted, fangs elongating involuntarily. A hand shot up to cover his mouth, his breaths ragged and shallow as he tried to wrest control from the primal hunger clawing at his senses.
โ€œIโ€™ve never craved like this before,โ€ Jake muttered, his voice muffled and hoarse. His shoulders shook, his darkened eyes fixed on the blood soaking into the rug.
Sunghoonโ€™s jaw tightened, his own fangs pressing against his lower lip as he fought the same battle. The stench of death was undeniable, but beneath it was something else- something potent and intoxicating and delicious that set his instincts ablaze. He forced his gaze away from your fatherโ€™s lifeless form, focusing instead on the relicโ€™s jagged shards.
โ€œThe relic is destroyed,โ€ he said, his voice low and steady, though his mind reeled. The relic had been more than a mere artifact. It was a safeguard, a delicate tether holding the balance between human and vampire. Its destruction wasnโ€™t just a tragedy- it was a declaration of war.
But it's not as if a human- regardless of political positioning would know that.
Should, know that.
His gaze snapped back to you. You, kneeling in the blood of Lord Callan, with the relicโ€™s shattered remains glinting at your feet. The image was damning, undeniable.
Footsteps echoed behind him, hurried and insistent. The other princes arrived, followed by a flood of nobles and guards, their collective presence suffocating the room. The murmurs swelled into an uproar, a sea of voices crying out for answers, for retribution.
You looked up, your eyes connecting with the one damning you.
โ€œSeize her!โ€ The command rang out from the eldest prince, sharp and unyielding.
Hands closed around your arms, hauling you to your feet with a force that left you reeling.
"FATHER-" You thrashed instinctively, panic surging as the weight of the accusations pressed down on you. Grief twisted into raw, frantic denial, but the faces around you were cold, unrelenting.
The room blurred as you were dragged towards the center of the ballroom, where the party had now stopped, your please not even being allowed to be swallowed by the tide of voices. Silence happening in almost an instant.
It was happening too fast, a nightmare spiraling out of control, and no one would listen. The truth was trapped in your throat, smothered by the crushing weight of grief and the suffocating certainty of your fatherโ€™s death.
The princes- all seven of them -stood in a line, their presence commanding even amidst the chaos.
Heeseung stepped forward, his expression unreadable as his gaze swept over you. He held up a hand, and the room fell silent.
โ€œY/N Valerian,โ€ he said, his voice cold and measured. โ€œYou stand accused of breaking the Luminis Accord and the murder of the human Lord Callan Valerian. An act of treason not only against both your kind and ours; but your own blood. What do you have to say in your defense?โ€
โ€œI didnโ€™t-โ€ you began, but your voice faltered. You looked around the room, at the faces of those who had known your father, who had once treated you with kindness. Now, their eyes were filled with suspicion, their expressions hardened with fear. "I didn't kill him! Why would I-"
โ€œEnough!โ€ Heeseungโ€™s voice rang out, slicing through your protest like a blade. โ€œThe evidence is clear. Lord Callan is dead. The relic is destroyed. And you were the only one found at the scene.โ€
โ€œIt wasnโ€™t me!โ€ you cried, desperation choking your voice. โ€œI would never- he was my father, for the sake of all thatโ€™s holy!โ€
โ€œYou stand to gain the most from his death,โ€ Jungwon said, his tone steady yet cutting. The younger princeโ€™s gaze bore into you, calculating. โ€œNot only do you inherit his political influence, but you also gain unrestricted access toโ€ฆfurther your historical pursuits, do you not?โ€
"Thats not...that's not true." You wavered.
โ€œAnd yet, here we are,โ€ Sunghoon murmured, his voice quieter but no less condemning. His eyes lingered on you, heavy with an unspoken question, as though searching for cracks in your resolve.
โ€œI desire none of his power!โ€ Your voice rose, firm and unyielding, despite the tears stinging your eyes. โ€œMy father knew that- you all knew that!โ€ You thrashed against the iron grip of the guards holding you. โ€œI have no wish to be a pawn in your games. I have no wish to be used by you or anyone else!โ€
The air in the chamber grew taut, the princes exchanging glances as murmurs rippled through the room like a brewing storm.
โ€œYou think I donโ€™t see it?โ€ you spat, eyes blazing as they darted from one prince to the next. Sunoo blinked slowly at you, and in an instant his face changed as he mouthed something that made Jay and Ni-ki's head turn and Sunoo made the movement of coming towards you. โ€œThe imbalance, the lies, the convenience of all of this. Donโ€™t you vampires have the most to gain from this farce? Why donโ€™t you tell everyone the truth about what the relic really was-โ€
In a blur of movement, Sunoo was in front of you, his hand clamping over your mouth. His eyes gleamed, something you couldn't place harbored in them, as he leaned close. โ€œNot another word.โ€ he growled, his voice a low, dangerous rumble. Nearly inaudible. "Or else I can't help you." He said, his voice softening. You looked up with a questioning gaze, everything feeling like it was happening in a matter of seconds. Slowly, he withdrew his hand, the look in his eyes and the gaze he then threw towards Jungwon making your jaw twitch.
โ€œWhat do we do with her?โ€ Jakeโ€™s voice broke the silence, tight and strained. His eyes avoided yours, focusing instead on the bloodstains still marring your clothes. You saw the flicker of hunger in his expression, quickly smothered, but not before it chilled you to your core.
At least he had the audacity to look ashamed.
โ€œHand her over!โ€ a voice from the human delegation rang out. It was your fatherโ€™s advisor, Sir Chetaire- the man youโ€™d once called uncle. His wrinkled hands wrung together as he addressed the princes, his voice trembling with poorly disguised fear. โ€œLet the princes deal with her. Surely that willโ€ฆquell the unrest.โ€ He got onto his knees, as if ready to worship the ground the princes stood on.
One of the vampire guards stepped forward but not before Jungwon raised his hand, cocking his head as if considering the propsal.
Your heart twisted, the betrayal cutting deeper than you thought possible. โ€œYou canโ€™t be serious.โ€ Your voice shook, disbelief and fury clawing at your composure. โ€œYou know me, Chetaire! Youโ€™ve known me my entire life. You know-โ€
โ€œSilence her!โ€ another voice hissed, igniting a flurry of accusations.
โ€œHand her over!โ€
โ€œMurderer!โ€
โ€œShe killed her own father!โ€
Glasses began to be thrown and in an instant the humans were in upheaval that even the Vampires didn't know how to calm.
The cacophony of voices merged into a deafening roar. But you still heard Jungwon's steady voice: "Take her."
Your knees wavered as the guards tightened their grip and dragged you forward, your heel getting caught in one of the indents of the tile, allowing your foot to be bare; the world around you tilting and distorting into a surreal nightmare.
Your mind raced, desperately grasping for explanations, for anything that could piece this madness into coherence. But there was nothing. No reprieve. Only the cruel, unyielding truth:
Your father was dead, and they had cast you as the villain in a tragedy not of your making.
The celebration was long over now; humans being escorted towards the entrance- you into what you could only assume was something much more damning then the winter cold outside.
As you were escorted out before the entirety of the guests, a murmur of unease rippled through the hall, though none dared voice it aloud. Somewhere within the depths of their variant eyes, you glimpsed something fleeting in few- a flicker of doubt, or was it pity? Whatever it was, it held no power to alter your fate.
You were being offered to the ones you once called enemies. Whether as a pawn for interrogation or a sacrifice for execution, the outcome remained uncertain.
What was certain, however, was the terror etched into the faces of your people. You knew better than anyone why you had been given up so easily- when you knew no one would have dared under revere for your father.
They stood silent and trembling, a stark contrast to the unyielding resolve glimmering in the eyes of the vampires of the council who bore witness.
The princes carried an aura of dominion so profound it felt oppressive, a quiet power that all recognized but none dared acknowledge aloud.
Your people had surrendered you in the hopes of appeasing these ancient forces, of forestalling the inevitable clash of fangs and steel.
Yet deep down, you knew the truth: the pact was a farce. The treaty had always been for naught.
These beings were utterly insatiable, their hunger not only for blood but for dominance eternal.
As you were whisked away into the depths of their domain, you couldnโ€™t ignore the strain etched into the faces of the seven royals. Something primal lingered beneath their regal faรงades, a predatory edge sharpened to a bladeโ€™s whisper.
Your gaze locked on two of them- Jake and Jay, who were like statues hewn from moonlight, even in movement. They had always been the most composed according to ancient record, even now they were the ones humanity trusted most, yet even their eyes betrayed an agony that cut to the bone.
Sunoo and Heesung were the only ones fully in front of you, the tension in the eldest shoulders telling you a tale you weren't sure you wanted to know the extent of. Sunoo seemed to be saying something to him.
Behind you, Ni-ki and Sunghoon and Jungwon flanked your steps, silent as specters. When your eyes met the youngest's, a flicker of something indefinable passed between you. Recognition? Regret? It was gone before you could grasp its meaning.
You longed to cry out, to scream a warning to the humans who had sent you here. But your voice remained caged, like a bird caught in a storm.
The implications of Sunoo's earlier words felt like hands around your throat.
"Not another word. Or else I can't help you."
Still you wish you could say. Warn-
Run.
Run as far and as fast as you can.
The relic your ancestors had eagerly handed over centuries ago was no symbol of peace. It was a shield. A shield forged in desperation- a desperate protection against the very monsters they had now chosen to appease. A shield those same monsters had agreed upon accepting in times of comradery. Those times had long passed.
Now that the relic was destroyed they were free to do as they pleased.
And your poor, ignorant kind- in their blind hope to avert a war, they had likely sealed their doom.
With the shattering of the Relic and the death of your father, the line had been crossed.
War was not just inevitable.
It was destiny.
โœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉ Ahh! First post ono my sideblog! It might take a little bit longer for me to upload this story- since as I mentioned this is my sideblog :)! But I will be doing my best to update this story as fast as possible! I hope whoever reads this enjoys! โœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉโœฉ
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lovesickletters ยท 2 months ago
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I just got here from the most recent Shadow Milk Cookie letter and I am SO here to stay. He does not need to worry about me looking at anyone else at ALL cause I am seriously obsessed with him. Like it's BAD. I hope he doesn't mind~ -๐ŸŒ™โœจ
Well thatโ€™s just perfect!๐Ÿ’œ He doesnโ€™t want you frivolously wasting your time with other cookies anyway, not when heโ€™s right here, and just as obsessed with you as you are with him (perhaps moreso). He knows everything about your tastes and likes anyway, after so much time watching you through otherโ€™s eyes (as much as his skin crawls at the thought of anyone else looking at you the same way he does), and anything heโ€™s not a fan of (friends and family) is easily fixed with a little reconditioning, you wonโ€™t even notice anything is different, youโ€™ll be too focused on him. After all, itโ€™s only fair when heโ€™s got eyes only for you for you to reciprocate the sentiment.
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the-silent-fellowship ยท 7 months ago
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Animalistic Speaking Language
[PT: Animalistic Speaking Language]
a flag for alters who primarily / exclusively speaks animalistic languages rather than what the system may normally speak. the most common reason for this is the system being bilingual and/or the fact their alterhuman/nonhuman in some shape or form.
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[Tags] @system-term-archive, @pluralitywords, @pluralterms, @radiomogai, @plurchive & @rwuffles
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starstruckloves ยท 5 months ago
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โ‹†ห™โŸก F/O list โŸกห™โ‹†
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โŸข Ultimate Main: very uncomfortable sharing !! Heโ€™s pretty much actually my partner
- Mr. L !!!! (SPM) ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’š
โŸข Mains: iffy/leaning uncomfortable sharing :(
- SMG3 (SMG4) โ˜•๏ธ๐Ÿ’ฃ
- Announcer (SWBG) ๐ŸŽ™๏ธ๐Ÿ“
- Licorice Cookie (CRK) โ˜ ๏ธ๐Ÿ–ค
- Bittergiggle (GOBB) ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ‘พ
- Kinito (KinitoPet) ๐Ÿ’พ๐ŸŒธ
- Kinito, Sam, and Jade (polyship) (KinitoPet) ๐Ÿซง๐Ÿชธ
โŸข Secondaries: completely fine sharing !!
- Lucifer (Hazbin) โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ‘‘ i do not support the creator at all btw </3
- Jax (TADC) ๐Ÿ’œ๐Ÿฐ
- Luigi (Super Mario) ๐Ÿช ๐Ÿ‘ป
- Darly Boxman (DBS) ๐Ÿ“ฆ๐Ÿ“บ
- John Doe (John Doe) ๐Ÿฆท๐Ÿฉธ
- Sun and Moon/Daycare Attendant (Security Breach) โ˜€๏ธ๐ŸŒ™
- The Spot (Spiderman: ATSV) ๐Ÿ•ณ๏ธ๐Ÿ”ญ
- Sun Wukong (LMK) ๐Ÿ‘โ›…๏ธ
- Randy Jade (Dialtown) ๐Ÿฆข๐Ÿ“ž
- Norm Allen (Dialtown) ๐Ÿš€๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ธ
- Huey (Paper Mario: Color Splash) ๐Ÿชฃ๐Ÿ–Œ๏ธ
- Banban (GOBB) ๐Ÿฅฉ๐ŸŽ‰
- Shaun Durand (SWWSDJ) ๐ŸŽฌ๐Ÿ–ค
- Mr. Puzzles (SMG4) ๐Ÿงฉ๐ŸŽฅ
- Sebastian Solace (Pressure) โš“๏ธ๐ŸŒŠ
- Knife (Inanimate Insanity) ๐Ÿ”ชโŒ
- Serial Designation J (Murder Drones) ๐Ÿ–Š๏ธโœจ
- Daisuke (Mouthwashing) โญ๏ธโšพ๏ธ
- Taylor Potts (TGOGM) ๐Ÿต๏ธ๐Ÿง
- Cameron Foster (OC) ๐ŸŒฑ๐Ÿ“š
- Giovanni Potage (Epithet Erased) ๐Ÿฅซ๐Ÿงถ
- Brett Hand (Inside Job) ๐Ÿ—„๐Ÿ“
- Pitaya Dragon Cookie (CRK) ๐Ÿ‰โค๏ธ
- SMG4 (SMG4) ๐Ÿ’ป๐Ÿ’™
- Hollyberry Cookie (CRK) ๐Ÿฉท๐Ÿ‡
- Royal Margarine Cookie (CRK) ๐Ÿ‘‘๐Ÿงˆ
- Odile (ISAT) ๐Ÿ“–โ˜•๏ธ
- Loop (ISAT) ๐Ÿ’ซ๐Ÿ—ฏ
โŸข Lilโ€™ crushes: aka they arenโ€™t confirmed but I sure feel something. fine sharing
- PAInter (Pressure)
- Captain Curly (Mouthwashing)
- Mycheal (Mushroom Oasis)
- Edgar (Electric Dreams)
- Sheriff Toadster (GOBB)
- Harley Sawyer (Poppy Playtime)
- Golden Cheese Cookie (CRK)
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smilingcrittervamp ยท 1 year ago
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tag dump
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crescentpaws ยท 3 months ago
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fuck it, emoji gradient
๐ŸŽก๐Ÿ“ฟ๐Ÿช—โœ‚๏ธ๐Ÿฅข๐Ÿฅ…๐Ÿ“๐Ÿ“Œ๐ŸŒก๏ธ๐Ÿš๐ŸŽฏ๐ŸฅŠ๐Ÿ›ข๏ธ๐Ÿš ๐Ÿ’ ๐Ÿ•น๏ธ๐ŸŽˆ๐ŸฅŒ๐Ÿ‰๐Ÿชญ๐ŸŒถ๏ธ๐Ÿ’„๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ–๏ธ๐Ÿ›ท๐Ÿงฃ๐Ÿฅฉ๐ŸŽช๐Ÿšข๐ŸŽดโ™ฅ๏ธ๐Ÿฅคโ˜Ž๏ธ๐Ÿงฏโ›ฝ๏ธ๐Ÿš˜๐ŸŽ๏ธ๐Ÿš’๐Ÿš—๐ŸŽธ๐Ÿ“•๐Ÿชซ๐Ÿทโ›‘๏ธ๐Ÿ„๐Ÿ’‹๐Ÿ“›๐ŸŽ’๐Ÿ‘น๐Ÿ‘บ๐Ÿ’ƒ๐Ÿ”ด๐Ÿ‘ ๐Ÿ“๐Ÿšจ๐Ÿงฒ๐Ÿงฐ๐Ÿ—ผ๐Ÿšฉ๐Ÿ’ฏ๐Ÿ’ขโ™จ๏ธ๐Ÿ“ฎ๐ŸฉธโŒโญ•๏ธโ™ฆ๏ธ๐Ÿ‰ใŠ™๏ธใŠ—๏ธโค๏ธ๐Ÿ’”โฃ๏ธโค๏ธโ€๐Ÿฉน๐Ÿˆด๐Ÿˆต๐Ÿˆน๐Ÿˆฒ๐Ÿ…ฐ๏ธ๐Ÿ…ฑ๏ธ๐Ÿ†Ž๐Ÿ†‘๐Ÿ…พ๏ธ๐Ÿ†˜ ๐Ÿ”บ๐Ÿ”ปโ“โ€ผ๏ธโ‰๏ธ๐ŸŸฅ๐Ÿšท๐Ÿšฏ๐Ÿšณ๐Ÿšฑ๐Ÿ”ž๐Ÿ“ต๐Ÿšญ๐Ÿงง๐Ÿšฃ๐Ÿช“๐Ÿงจโ›”๏ธ๐Ÿšซ๐Ÿ›‘๐Ÿงฎโ›ฉ๏ธ๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿ›Ÿ๐Ÿ›ก๏ธ๐Ÿฅซ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ”๐Ÿคกโฐ๐Ÿฃ๐Ÿ“โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿš‚๐Ÿฆ‘๐Ÿฆโ€๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿซ๐Ÿงฑ๐Ÿฆง๐Ÿž๐Ÿฆž๐Ÿฆ€๐Ÿ…๐Ÿฎ๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿงถ๐Ÿ–๐Ÿฆบ๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿฅ“โ˜„๏ธ๐Ÿฅ•๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿบ๐Ÿ€๐ŸŽ‡๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿคฌ๐Ÿฅต๐Ÿ˜ก๐ŸฆŠ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ‚๐Ÿ…๐Ÿฅฎ๐Ÿฅป๐ŸŸโ›บ๏ธ๐Ÿช‚โ›ต๏ธ๐ŸŒ‡๐Ÿ•๐Ÿšš๐Ÿœ๏ธ๐ŸŠ๐Ÿ„๐Ÿค๐Ÿง…๐Ÿ•Œ๐ŸŒ…๐ŸŸง๐Ÿ“™๐Ÿ‰‘โ˜ข๏ธโ˜ฃ๏ธ๐Ÿ“ด๐Ÿ“ณ๐Ÿˆถ๐Ÿˆš๏ธ๐Ÿˆธ๐Ÿˆบ๐Ÿˆท๏ธโœด๏ธ๐Ÿ†š๐Ÿšผ๐Ÿ”ธ๐Ÿ”ถ๐Ÿฅ˜๐ŸŽƒ๐Ÿฅƒ๐Ÿน๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿคผ๐Ÿฉณ๐Ÿ‘˜๐Ÿฅง๐Ÿง˜โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿฆฐ๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿšค๐ŸšŒ๐Ÿต๏ธ๐Ÿบ๐Ÿป๐Ÿฅœ๐Ÿ‰๐Ÿฆ’๐Ÿ†๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ๐Ÿก๐Ÿซ”๐Ÿฅช๐Ÿฅž๐Ÿฆฎ๐Ÿง‡๐Ÿงฅ๐Ÿš–โšก๏ธ๐Ÿ†๐Ÿ“ฏ๐Ÿฏ๐ŸŒž๐Ÿง€๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝโ€๐Ÿฆฐ๐Ÿคฏ๐Ÿฅ‡๐Ÿ”†๐Ÿ”…๐Ÿš•ใ€ฝ๏ธ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ”‘๐Ÿคฝโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐ŸŽ—๏ธโšฑ๏ธ๐Ÿ”ฑโ˜€๏ธ๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿฃ๐ŸŒค๏ธ๐Ÿ’›๐Ÿ›ต๐ŸŸจโœ๏ธ๐Ÿ’Š๐ŸŽ–๏ธ๐Ÿ—๏ธ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿฅฐ๐Ÿ˜˜๐Ÿ˜ป๐ŸŒฎ๐Ÿ›Ž๏ธ๐Ÿ””๐Ÿ”•๐Ÿ“ฃ๐ŸŽทโšœ๏ธ๐ŸŽบ๐Ÿ˜บ๐Ÿ˜ธ๐Ÿ˜น๐Ÿ˜ผ๐Ÿ˜ฝ๐Ÿ™€๐Ÿ˜ฟ๐Ÿ˜พ๐Ÿ‘ธ๐Ÿซ…๐Ÿคด๐Ÿค ๐Ÿ˜Ž๐Ÿฅธ๐Ÿค“๐Ÿฅบ๐Ÿ˜ตโ€๐Ÿ’ซ๐Ÿ˜ตโ˜บ๏ธ๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿค๐Ÿ˜€๐Ÿ˜ƒ๐Ÿ˜„๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜†๐Ÿ™‚๐Ÿ™ƒ๐Ÿ˜‰๐Ÿ˜Œ๐Ÿ˜—๐Ÿ˜™๐Ÿ˜š๐Ÿ™‚โ€โ†•๏ธ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜’๐Ÿ™‚โ€โ†”๏ธ๐Ÿ˜ž๐Ÿ˜”๐Ÿ˜Ÿ๐Ÿ˜•๐Ÿ™โ˜น๏ธ๐Ÿ˜ฃ๐Ÿ˜–๐Ÿ˜ซ๐Ÿ˜ฉ๐Ÿซข๐Ÿซก๐Ÿคซ๐Ÿซ ๐Ÿคฅ๐Ÿ˜ถ๐Ÿซฅ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿซค๐Ÿ˜‘๐Ÿซจ๐Ÿ˜ฌ๐Ÿ™„๐Ÿ˜ฏ๐Ÿ˜ฆ๐Ÿค—๐Ÿค”๐Ÿซฃ๐Ÿคญ๐Ÿ˜ง๐Ÿ˜ฎ๐Ÿ˜ฒ๐Ÿฅฑ๐Ÿฅด๐Ÿคจ๐Ÿง๐Ÿคฉ๐Ÿ˜ณ๐Ÿ˜ ๐Ÿซถ๐Ÿคฒ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿค๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘Ž๐Ÿ‘ŠโœŠ๐Ÿค›๐Ÿคœ๐Ÿซธ ๐Ÿซท๐ŸคžโœŒ๏ธ๐Ÿซฐ๐ŸคŸ๐Ÿค˜๐Ÿ‘Œ๐ŸคŒ๐Ÿค๐Ÿซณ๐Ÿซด๐Ÿ‘ˆ๐Ÿ‘‰๐Ÿ‘†๐Ÿ‘‡โ˜๏ธโœ‹๐Ÿคš๐Ÿ–๏ธ๐Ÿ––๐Ÿ‘‹ ๐Ÿค™๐Ÿซฒ๐Ÿซฑ๐Ÿ’ช๐Ÿ–•โœ๏ธ ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ™Œ๐Ÿซต๐Ÿฆถ๐Ÿฆต๐Ÿฆป๐Ÿ‘ƒ๐Ÿ‘‚๐Ÿ‘ถ๐Ÿ‘ง๐Ÿง’๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘ฉ๐Ÿง‘๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿฆฑ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿฆฑ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿฆฑ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿฆฒ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿฆฒ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿฆฒ๐Ÿง”โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿง”๐Ÿง”โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ต๐Ÿง“๐Ÿ‘ด๐Ÿ‘ฑโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฑ๐Ÿ‘ฑโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿฅน๐Ÿ˜…๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿคฃ๐Ÿฅฒ๐Ÿคค๐Ÿ˜ช๐Ÿ˜ฅ๐Ÿ˜“๐Ÿ˜ข๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜‡๐Ÿ˜ด๐Ÿ˜ฎโ€๐Ÿ’จ๐Ÿคง๐Ÿ˜ท๐Ÿค’๐Ÿค•๐Ÿง˜๐Ÿ˜‹๐Ÿ˜›๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜œ๐Ÿคช๐Ÿฅณ๐Ÿ˜ค๐Ÿ˜ฑ๐Ÿ˜จ๐Ÿ˜ฐ๐ŸšŸ๐ŸŒ“๐ŸŒ”๐ŸŒ–๐ŸŒ— ๐Ÿ™๐ŸŠโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ผ๐ŸŽ‰๐Ÿฑโš ๏ธ๐Ÿšธ๐Ÿค๐Ÿ…๐ŸŸก๐ŸŒ™โœจ๐ŸŒ•๐Ÿ“’๐Ÿ‹๐ŸŒป๐Ÿšœ๐Ÿฏ๐Ÿ๐Ÿค‘๐Ÿ‘‘๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ”ฌ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿ”ฌ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ”ฌ๐Ÿงฝ๐ŸŒผ๐ŸŒ๐Ÿ’ซ๐ŸŒŸโญ๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿฆณ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿฆณ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿฆณ๐ŸŒ›๐ŸŒœ๐ŸŒ๐Ÿงˆ๐Ÿ“”๐Ÿฐ๐Ÿง๐Ÿชค๐Ÿฅ‚๐Ÿ‘ฐโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฐ๐Ÿ‘ฐโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿณ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿณ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿณ๐Ÿ˜ถโ€๐ŸŒซ๏ธ๐Ÿง–โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿง–๐Ÿง–โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ’ก๐Ÿ“€๐Ÿ’ฐ๐Ÿ”๐Ÿงน๐Ÿช๐Ÿช‡๐Ÿฅ™๐Ÿช๐Ÿˆ๐Ÿ‹โ€๐ŸŸฉ๐ŸŽซ๐Ÿฅ‘๐ŸŽพ๐ŸฅŽ๐Ÿšƒ๐Ÿšž๐Ÿ–ผ๏ธ๐Ÿงโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿง๐Ÿงโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ‘’๐ŸŒฝ๐Ÿคฎ๐Ÿ›บ๐Ÿ”ฐ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿชด๐ŸŒพ๐Ÿ๐Ÿฆœ๐ŸŽ‹๐Ÿฅ ๐Ÿชฒ๐Ÿ›๐Ÿซ’๐ŸŒณ๐Ÿฒ๐Ÿคข๐Ÿฅ—๐Ÿ‰๐Ÿซ‘๐Ÿ๐Ÿ“—๐Ÿฅ’โ›ณ๏ธ๐Ÿƒ๐ŸŒด๐Ÿฆ–๐Ÿ›ฃ๏ธ๐Ÿธ๐Ÿ๐ŸŒฑโ˜˜๏ธ๐Ÿ€๐ŸŒฟ๐Ÿฆ ๐ŸŒต๐Ÿฅฆ๐Ÿช€๐Ÿง‘โ€๐ŸŽค๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿˆฏ๏ธโœ…๐Ÿ’นโ‡๏ธโœณ๏ธโŽ๐ŸŸฉ๐ŸŸขโ™ป๏ธ๐Ÿฉฒ๐Ÿฅฌ๐Ÿงช๐ŸฆŽ๐Ÿซ›๐Ÿ”‹๐Ÿข๐Ÿš›๐Ÿ“Ÿ๐ŸŒฒ๐ŸŽ„โ›ฐ๏ธ๐Ÿ”๏ธ๐Ÿ›€๐Ÿต๐Ÿงš๐Ÿงƒ๐Ÿช›๐Ÿ”ซ ๐Ÿงฉ๐Ÿช–๐Ÿฆš๐ŸŠ๐Ÿงค๐Ÿงผ๐Ÿฉด๐Ÿ‘—๐Ÿ—ฝ ๐Ÿ›ผ๐Ÿ›ธ๐Ÿฉฑ๐Ÿ›ป๐Ÿš‰๐ŸšŠ๐Ÿชฃ๐Ÿฆ•๐Ÿณ๐Ÿ—ณ๏ธ๐ŸงŠ๐ŸŒโ„๏ธ๐Ÿฉต๐Ÿ—บ๏ธ๐Ÿชฅ๐Ÿฌ๐Ÿค–โ›ฒ๏ธ๐Ÿšฐ๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿ‹๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿชž0๏ธโƒฃ1๏ธโƒฃ2๏ธโƒฃ3๏ธโƒฃ4๏ธโƒฃ5๏ธโƒฃ6๏ธโƒฃ7๏ธโƒฃ8๏ธโƒฃ9๏ธโƒฃ๐Ÿ”Ÿ๐Ÿ—ฃ๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ค๐Ÿ‘ฅ๐Ÿซ‚๐Ÿšˆ๐Ÿš๐Ÿฆˆ๐Ÿš„๐Ÿš…๐Ÿ›ฉ๏ธ๐Ÿชก๐Ÿ›ด๐Ÿฏ๐Ÿ›๏ธ๐Ÿ›Œ๐ŸŸ๐Ÿ‘”๐ŸŒŠ๐Ÿ“ช๐Ÿ“ซ๐Ÿ“ฌ๐Ÿ“ญ๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿš™ ๐Ÿฉป๐Ÿฆ‹๐ŸŽฝ๐Ÿงžโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿงต๐ŸšŽ๐Ÿ’Ž๐Ÿ’ง๐Ÿ’ฆ๐Ÿ’ โœˆ๏ธ๐Ÿš†๐Ÿ™๏ธ๐Ÿฅถ๐Ÿ“˜๐Ÿชผ๐Ÿ“ฅ๐Ÿ“ค๐ŸŽฃ๐Ÿ›ซ๐Ÿ›ฌ๐Ÿ‘•๐Ÿฅฃ๐Ÿ›‹๏ธ๐Ÿซ๐Ÿ”ต๐Ÿ”น๐Ÿ”ท๐Ÿ›—๐Ÿˆณ๐Ÿˆ‚๏ธ๐Ÿ›‚๐Ÿ›ƒ๐Ÿ›„๐Ÿ›…๐Ÿšนโ“‚๏ธ๐Ÿšพโ™ฟ๏ธ๐Ÿ…ฟ๏ธ๐Ÿง๐Ÿ›œ๐Ÿ’™๐ŸŸฆ๐Ÿ’ค๐ŸŒ€๐Ÿงข๐Ÿ–ฒ๏ธ๐Ÿ–Œ๏ธ๐ŸŒŒ๐Ÿ›ฐ๏ธโ›ด๏ธ๐Ÿšฒ๐Ÿฅฟ๐Ÿชฌ๐Ÿ‘–๐Ÿงฟ๐Ÿ›๐Ÿ’บ๐Ÿช๐Ÿงžโ˜”๏ธ๐Ÿง•๐Ÿ‘พ๐ŸŒ‚โ˜‚๏ธ๐ŸŸฃ๐Ÿ’œ๐ŸŸช๐Ÿ’Ÿโ˜ฎ๏ธโœ๏ธโ˜ช๏ธ ๐Ÿ•‰๏ธโ˜ธ๏ธ๐Ÿชฏโœก๏ธ๐Ÿ”ฏ๐Ÿ•Žโ˜ฏ๏ธโ˜ฆ๏ธ๐Ÿ›โ›Žโ™ˆ๏ธโ™‰๏ธโ™Š๏ธโ™‹๏ธโ™Œ๏ธ โ™๏ธโ™Ž๏ธ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๏ธ โ™๏ธโ™‘๏ธโ™’๏ธโ™“๏ธ๐Ÿ†”โš›๏ธ๐Ÿšบ๐Ÿ˜ˆ๐Ÿ‘ฟ๐Ÿ•บ๐Ÿ†๐Ÿฆ„๐Ÿ”ฎ๐ŸŽ†๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐ŸŽค๐Ÿ‘š๐Ÿงžโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ‡๐Ÿงซ๐Ÿฉท๐Ÿ’—๐Ÿ’“๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’˜๐Ÿ‘› ๐ŸŒธ๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿง ๐ŸŽ€๐Ÿ‘™๐Ÿ‘„๐Ÿซฆ๐Ÿ‘…๐ŸŽŸ๏ธ ๐Ÿซ๐Ÿซ€๐Ÿฆฉ๐Ÿชฑ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿ ๐Ÿฉฐ๐Ÿท๐Ÿ“…๐Ÿฆƒ๐Ÿ•ฐ๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ž๐Ÿชƒ๐Ÿชณ๐Ÿง‰๐ŸŒฐ๐Ÿฅ‰๐Ÿ—๐Ÿฆ‰๐Ÿ’ฉ๐ŸซŽ๐Ÿงณ๐Ÿฉ๐Ÿฆฃ๐Ÿฅพ๐Ÿ’ผ๐Ÿฆ‡๐Ÿ—๐ŸฆŸ๐Ÿœ๐Ÿฆฌ๐Ÿ›–๐Ÿด๐Ÿฆฅ๐Ÿฆ”๐Ÿชต๐Ÿฆซ๐Ÿฆฆ๐Ÿป๐Ÿชน๐ŸคŽ๐ŸŸค๐ŸŸซ๐ŸชŸ ๐Ÿช‘๐Ÿšช๐ŸŽป๐Ÿฅจ๐Ÿ›•๐Ÿ„โ€๐ŸŸซ๐Ÿˆ๐ŸŽปโšฐ๏ธ๐Ÿ‘œ๐Ÿน๐Ÿซ๐Ÿ‚๐ŸฆŒ๐Ÿฆค๐Ÿช๐Ÿชฐ๐Ÿฆ˜๐Ÿฆ—๐Ÿงบ๐Ÿชœ๐Ÿ•๐Ÿซš๐Ÿฆ‚๐Ÿฟ๏ธ๐Ÿฅ”๐Ÿช๐Ÿงธ๐ŸŒ๐Ÿชˆ๐Ÿช•๐Ÿช˜๐Ÿ“ฆ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿง‹๐Ÿ’๐Ÿต๐Ÿ™ˆ๐Ÿ™‰๐Ÿ™Š๐Ÿ“œ๐Ÿ•๐Ÿ‘ข๐Ÿฅฏ๐Ÿ—‚๏ธ๐Ÿท๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ก๐Ÿงฆ๐Ÿฆช๐Ÿจ๐ŸฅฅโณโŒ›๏ธ๐Ÿ‘๏ธ ๐Ÿถ๐Ÿจ๐Ÿชš๐Ÿคพ๐Ÿ“๐Ÿ“‹๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ•ฏ๏ธ๐Ÿฎ๐Ÿš๐Ÿฆท๐Ÿงด๐Ÿ”–๐ŸŽ‚๐Ÿ“๐Ÿฅ ๐Ÿงโšพ๏ธ๐Ÿคบ๐Ÿชฟ๐Ÿฅ›๐Ÿš๐Ÿ™๐Ÿงป๐Ÿฅš๐Ÿ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ•Š๏ธ๐Ÿ‘€๐Ÿ–ฑ๏ธ๐ŸŒฅ๏ธโ›…๏ธ๐ŸŒฉ๏ธโ›ˆ๏ธ๐ŸŒง๏ธ๐ŸŒฆ๏ธ๐ŸŒจ๏ธโ˜๏ธ๐ŸŒฌ๏ธ๐Ÿ’ญ๐Ÿ—ฏ๏ธ๐Ÿ’ฌ๐Ÿ•๐Ÿ•‘๐Ÿ•’๐Ÿ•“๐Ÿ•”๐Ÿ••๐Ÿ•–๐Ÿ•—๐Ÿ•˜๐Ÿ•™๐Ÿ•š๐Ÿ•›๐Ÿ•œ๐Ÿ•๐Ÿ•ž๐Ÿ•Ÿ๐Ÿ• ๐Ÿ•ก๐Ÿ•ข๐Ÿ•ฃ๐Ÿ•ค๐Ÿ•ฅ๐Ÿ•ฆ๐Ÿ•ง ๐Ÿ๐Ÿšฝ๐Ÿชงโœ‰๏ธ๐Ÿ“ฉ๐Ÿ‡โ–ซ๏ธโ—ป๏ธโ—ฝ๏ธโฌœ๏ธ๐Ÿฅผ๐Ÿงพ๐Ÿ—’๏ธ๐Ÿฅก๐Ÿงญ๐Ÿฐ๐Ÿญ๐Ÿฉ๐ŸŽฒ๐Ÿผโšฝ๏ธ๐Ÿ’€๐Ÿ‘ป๐Ÿปโ€โ„๏ธโ˜ ๏ธโ›ธ๏ธ๐Ÿฉน๐Ÿฝ๏ธ๐Ÿง‚๐Ÿฅ‹๐ŸŒซ๏ธ๐Ÿฆด๐Ÿณ๏ธ๐Ÿ“„๐Ÿ“‘๐Ÿ“ƒโฒ๏ธ๐ŸŽงโŒจ๏ธโฑ๏ธ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ“ก๐Ÿ’ฟ๐Ÿ›๐Ÿซ–๐Ÿถ๐Ÿ“จ๐Ÿ“ง๐Ÿ“–๐Ÿ›ณ๏ธโ›„๏ธ๐Ÿชฝ๐Ÿ’จ๐Ÿ“๐Ÿ“๐Ÿ›ฅ๏ธ๐Ÿ›ฉ๏ธ๐Ÿงท๐Ÿ“Ž๐Ÿ–‡๏ธ๐Ÿ“ข๐Ÿ‘Ÿ๐Ÿข๐Ÿ”ฌ๐Ÿ“ฝ๏ธ ๐Ÿ‘ฝ๐Ÿ—‘๏ธโš–๏ธ๐ŸŒช๏ธ๐ŸŽ›๏ธโ˜•๏ธ๐Ÿ”ช๐Ÿ“ฐ๐Ÿ”ฉโš™๏ธ๐Ÿช™๐Ÿ”Ž๐Ÿ”๐Ÿฆญ๐Ÿฉถโ˜‘๏ธ๐Ÿ”˜๐Ÿ—ž๏ธ๐ŸŽš๏ธ๐Ÿ”—๐Ÿฅฝ๐Ÿซ™๐Ÿ”ฆ๐Ÿ““๐Ÿ—„๏ธ๐Ÿ”Š๐Ÿ”‰๐Ÿ”ˆ๐Ÿ“น๐Ÿ“ท๐Ÿ–ฅ๏ธ๐Ÿ’ป๐Ÿ“ผ๐ŸŽฌ๐Ÿ‘๏ธโ€๐Ÿ—จ๏ธ๐ŸŽฑ๐Ÿ๏ธ ๐Ÿดโ€โ˜ ๏ธ๐Ÿ›ž๐Ÿ”‡โ›“๏ธโ›“๏ธโ€๐Ÿ’ฅโš”๏ธ๐Ÿ—ก๏ธ๐ŸŽค๐Ÿ–Š๏ธ๐Ÿ–‹๏ธโœ’๏ธ ๐Ÿ› ๏ธ๐Ÿ”ง๐Ÿ”จโš’๏ธโ›๏ธโš“๏ธ๐Ÿฉผ๐Ÿชฆ๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿฆ›๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿซ๐Ÿฆพ๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿฆก๐Ÿฆ“๐Ÿ—ฟ๐Ÿบ๐Ÿฆฟ๐Ÿชจ ๐Ÿ—ƒ๏ธ๐Ÿ•ธ๏ธ๐Ÿ›’โ™พ๏ธ๐Ÿ—๏ธ๐Ÿชฎ๐Ÿฆฝ๐Ÿ›น๐Ÿฆจ๐Ÿ•ณ๏ธ๐Ÿ’ฃโŒš๏ธ๐ŸŽฅ๐ŸŽฎ๐Ÿ“ž๐Ÿˆโ€โฌ›๐Ÿ•‹๐ŸŽฉ๐ŸŽ“๐Ÿฅท๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿ”Œ๐ŸŽต๐ŸŽถ๐Ÿ•ถ๏ธ๐Ÿƒ๐ŸŽผ๐Ÿฆโ€โฌ›๐Ÿ•โ€๐Ÿฆบโž•โž–โž—โœ–๏ธ๐ŸŸฐ๐Ÿ’ฒ๐Ÿ’ฑโ„ข๏ธยฉ๏ธยฎ๏ธ๐Ÿ”š๐Ÿ”™๐Ÿ”›๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ”œใ€ฐ๏ธโžฐโžฟโœ”๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฃ๐Ÿพโ™ ๏ธโ™ฃ๏ธ๐Ÿดโ™Ÿ๏ธโฌ›๏ธโ–ช๏ธโ—พ๏ธโ—ผ๏ธ
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๐Ÿ’ญโŒ‡๏น’๐–ฆน๏น’chnl๏น’๊•ค โŸข ๐“‚ƒ ๐–ฅ”๏น’chnl๏น’๐ŸŽ โ•ฐโ˜†โ˜†๏น’chnl๏น’๐Ÿชฝ๏น’โŒ• โŸก ๐– ต๏น’chnl๏น’๐ŸŒ™๏น’โŠน ๐“†ฉ๐Ÿช๐“†ช๏น’chnl๏น’โœฆ๏น’โ โœฉยฐ๏ฝก โธโธ chnl โธœโธœ ๐–ฅ” ๐ŸŽ‡ ห—หห‹๐“‚ƒโ˜๏ธ chnl หŽหŠห— โ‹† หš๏ฝกโ‹†เญจเญงหš chnl หšเญจเญงโ‹†๏ฝกหš โ‹† โ˜พโ‹†โบโ‚Š ๐–ฆน chnl ๐–ฆน โ‚Šโบโ‹†โ˜ โŠนโ‚Šโˆ˜โญ‘โŸก ๐–ฆน chnl ๐–ฆน โŸกโญ‘โˆ˜โ‚ŠโŠน โ”Š๐“†ฉ๐Ÿ’ซ๐“†ช chnl โ”Šโœฆ โ‚Š โŠน ๐ŸŒฟ chnl โŠน โ‚Š โŒ— ๐™š ๐ŸŒธ chnl ห–๐“‚ƒโŠน โญ‘โˆ˜โญ’โธโธ ๐ŸŒŠ chnl โธโธโญ’โˆ˜โญ‘ โ‹† ๐Ÿฆขโ‹† ๐“‚ƒ chnl ๐“‚ƒ โ‹†๐Ÿฆขโ‹† ๊’ฆ๊’ทโŸก ๐–ค chnl ๐–ค โŸก๊’ท๊’ฆ
๐“†ฉโŸก๐“†ช๏น’chnl๏น’โœฆ๏น’หšโŠน หšโ‚Šยท อŸอŸอžอžโžณโฅ chnl โŠนโ™กโ‚Šหš โ€๐“‚ƒโญ‘โŠน chnl โŠนโญ‘๐“‚ƒโ€ โ‚Š โŠน โœฆ chnl โœฆ โŠน โ‚Š โธโธ โŠน ๐ŸŽ chnl ๐ŸŽ โŠน โธโธ โœฉยฐ๏ฝกโ‹†โธœ ๐ŸŽ‡ chnl ๐ŸŽ‡ โธโ‹†๏ฝกยฐโœฉ โ•ฐโ”ˆโžค ๐–ฅป chnl ๐–ฅป โ˜๏ธหš๏ฝก โœงห–ยฐ ๐–ฆน chnl ๐–ฆน ยฐห–โœง โŒ— ๐“‚… ๐Ÿชฝ chnl ๐Ÿชฝ ๐“‚… โŒ— โ‹† หš๏ฝกโ‹†เญจเญงหš chnl หšเญจเญงโ‹†๏ฝกหš โ‹† โŸข โ€ ๐“‚ƒ chnl ๐“‚ƒ โ€ โŸก โ˜พโ‹†โบโ‚Š ๐–ค chnl ๐–ค โ‚Šโบโ‹†โ˜ โ”Š๐“†ฉ๐Ÿช๐“†ช chnl โ”Šโœฆ โ‚Š โŠน ๐ŸŒธ chnl ๐ŸŒธ โŠน โ‚Š โฅโ”†โ‹† ๐Ÿฆข chnl ๐Ÿฆข โ‹†โ”†โฅ ๐Ÿ•Š๏ธ โ‹†โญ’หš๏ฝก chnl ๏ฝกหšโญ’โ‹† ๐Ÿ•Š๏ธ โœฟโธโธ ๐“‚ƒ chnl ๐“‚ƒ โธโธโœฟ ๊’ท๊’ฆ๐–ฅ” chnl ๐–ฅ”๊’ฆ๊’ท
โ›ง๏น’chnl๏น’๐–ค โ•ฐโ˜†๏น’chnl๏น’๐Ÿ•ธ๏ธ โ›“๏ธโŒ‡chnlโŒ‡๐Ÿฉธ โœฆโธโธ ๐–ค chnl ๐–ค โธโธโœฆ โŒ—โ›ง chnl โ›งโŒ— ๐Ÿ•ท๏ธ๐“‚ƒ๐“†ฉ chnl ๐“†ช๐“‚ƒ๐Ÿ•ธ๏ธ โ˜พโ‹†โบโ‚Š ๐–ค chnl ๐–ค โ‚Šโบโ‹†โ˜ โŠนโ‚Šโˆ˜โญ‘โ›“ chnl โ›“โญ‘โˆ˜โ‚ŠโŠน โ•ฐโ”ˆโžค ๐–ค chnl ๐–ค ๐Ÿ–ค ห—หห‹๐“‚ƒ๐Ÿ’€ chnl ๐Ÿ’€หŽหŠห— โœงห–ยฐ ๐Ÿ•ท๏ธ chnl ๐Ÿ•ท๏ธ ยฐห–โœง โœฆโธโธ ๐Ÿ–ค chnl ๐Ÿ–ค โธโธโœฆ โ˜ ๏ธโŒ‡chnlโŒ‡โ›“๏ธ โ›ง๏น’chnl๏น’๐Ÿ–ค ๐–ค๐“‚ƒโญ‘โŠน chnl โŠนโญ‘๐“‚ƒ๐–ค ๐Ÿ–คโ‹†โญ’หš๏ฝก chnl ๏ฝกหšโญ’โ‹† ๐Ÿ–ค โ•ญโ•ฏ๐–ค chnl ๐–คโ•ฐโ•ฎ โ›“๏ธ๏น’chnl๏น’โ˜ ๏ธ โ‚Š โŠน ๐Ÿ•ธ chnl ๐Ÿ•ธ โŠน โ‚Š
โŸก๏น’chnl๏น’๐Ÿ’„ โ•ฐโ”ˆโžค ๐–ฆน chnl ๐–ฆน ๐Ÿ”ช โœฆโธโธ ๐Ÿ’‹ chnl ๐Ÿ’‹ โธโธโœฆ โŒ— ๐–ฅ” chnl ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ ๐Ÿ’” โ‚Š โŠน ๐ŸŽ€ chnl ๐ŸŽ€ โŠน โ‚Š โญ‘โˆ˜โญ’โธโธ ๐Ÿท chnl ๐Ÿท โธโธโญ’โˆ˜โญ‘ โ•ญโ•ฏ๐–ค chnl ๐–ค๐Ÿ’„ โ›ง๏น’chnl๏น’๐Ÿ•ท๏ธ โŠนโ‚Šโˆ˜โญ‘๐Ÿ’‹ chnl ๐Ÿ’‹โญ‘โˆ˜โ‚ŠโŠน โ˜พโ‹†โบโ‚Š ๐Ÿฅ€ chnl ๐Ÿฅ€ โ‚Šโบโ‹†โ˜ ๐“‚ƒ๐“†ฉ ๐Ÿ”ฅ chnl ๐Ÿ”ฅ ๐“†ช๐“‚ƒ ห—หห‹๐“‚ƒ๐Ÿ’” chnl ๐Ÿ’” หŽหŠห— ๐Ÿ’ƒโŒ‡chnlโŒ‡๐Ÿ•ธ๏ธ โœงห–ยฐ ๐ŸŽž chnl ๐ŸŽž ยฐห–โœง โŸก ๐– ต๏น’chnl๏น’๐Ÿธ๏น’โŠน โ•ฐโ˜†๏น’chnl๏น’๐Ÿ–ค ๐Ÿ•Š๏ธ โ‹†โญ’หš๏ฝก chnl ๏ฝกหšโญ’โ‹† ๐Ÿ’„ โ˜ ๏ธโŒ‡chnlโŒ‡๐Ÿ’‹ ๐Ÿ•ท๏ธโŒ‡chnlโŒ‡๐Ÿฅ€ โญ‘โธโธ โ›“ chnl โ›“ โธโธโญ‘ ๐Ÿ’„๏น’chnl๏น’โ›“๏ธ
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Welcome to the Forsaken Headcanons!
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Feel free to submit any headcanons you have about the in-game characters here. I dont have to agree with them for them to be valid. Here are a few rules, though:
No homo/trans/xeno/etc- phobic posts here. This game has canonically nonbinary and genderfluid characters. This is also a safe space.
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last anon standing
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here anon
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Ship poll list
Pizzapunch (Elliot / Guest 1337)
Buildersky (Builderman / Shedletsky)
Azuretime (Azure / Two Time)
Last Chance (Guest 1337 / Chance)
Builderpizza (Builderman / Elliot)
Pizzadebt (Elliot / Mafioso)
Pizzacultists (Two Time / Azure / Elliot)
Spiritpizza (Dusekkar / Elliot)
Hacked Studs (007n7 / Mafioso)
Pizzaburger (007n7 / Elliot)
Bitcoin (007n7 / Chance)
The Dry Bones anon made me do this (007n7 / 2011x)
Doublefedora (Chance / Mafioso)
Weekly Pay (Chance / Elliot / 007n7)
Pumpkin Tripmine (Dusekkar / Taph)
Military Intelligence (007n7 / Guest 1337)
Rotten Hacker (Noli / 007n7)
Doomsekkar (MrDoomBringer / Dusekkar)
Money Laundering Scheme (Mafioso / Chance / Elliot)
Buildersheddoom (Builderman / Shedletsky / MrDoomBringer)
GUandI (007n7 / 118o8)
Second Chance (Two Time / Chance)
Nailed Antlers (Cerulean / Contractee)
Illegal Construction (Builderman / Mafioso)
Chicken Sandwich (Shedletsky / 007n7)
Builder Burger (Builderman / 007n7)
Apocalyptic Icecream (MrDoomBringer / 11808)
Midnight in Vegas (Azure / Two Time / Chance / Elliot)
Forsaken love (Everybody / Everybody)
Toughbunny (Mafioso / Guest 1337)
BetrayedSailor (Betrayed 1x / Gasharpoon JD)
7x7x7 (1x1x1x1 / Chance)
DuseBuildSky (Dusekkar / Builderman / Shedletsky)
Hidden Bones (Spy / 007n7 / Sans)
MafiaChicken (Shedletsky / Mafioso)
Newblood (Noob / Jason)
InkBomb (Azure / Taph)
Stickkar (Dusekkar / StickMasterLuke)
Corrupted Hate and Love (John Doe / Jane Doe / 1x1x1x1)
Frutiger Aqua (Windows 007n7 / Fishbowl 007n7)
Lost At Sea (Gasharpoon JD / Pirate!Shedletsky)
HealthHazard (1x1x1x1 / Elliot)
PizzaTime (Elliot / Two Time)
Triple GUI (007n7 / 118o8 / 226w6)
ThornPrince (Princess Two Time / Prince Two Time)
SacredWings (Two Time / Telamon)
Burgermine (Taph / 007n7)
Magic Die (Chance / Dusekkar)
Paycheck (Elliot / Chance)
Building Brighter Skies (Builderman / Brighteyes / Shedletsky)
OSHA Violation (Builderman / Shedletsky / Chance / Taph)
Slot Machine Error (Pest [Regretavator] / Chance)
Bitter Ice Cream (Unpleasant Gradient [Regretavator] / 118o8]
Second Slash (Two Time / Jason)
TimeBomb (Two Time / Taph)
SodaPizza (Noob / Elliot)
Wanted Poster (John Doe / 1x1x1x1 / Jane Doe / Investigator Iris)
Six Feet Under (The Spectre / The Spawn)
iChance (iTrapped / Chance)
Magical-Revival (Two Time / Dusekkar)
Soft Serve (Friend Elliot / pr3typriincess MINIONS)
Silent Delivery (Elliot / Taph)
Feared Delivery (Noob / Elliot)
Event list
April Fools (iTrapped Day)
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the-silent-fellowship ยท 6 months ago
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Intuseldritchfauna & Intuseldritchflora
[PT: Intuseldritchfauna & Intuseldritchflora]
Intuseldritchfauna, an intuspecies/Intuseldritch(link) term for when ones internal self is a eldritch animal.
Intuseldritchflora, an intuspecies/Intuseldritch term for when ones internal self is a eldritch plant.
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[Intuseldritchfauna ID: in Alt text]
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[Intuseldritchflora ID: in Alt text]
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[Tag] @radiomogai, @intusui, @eldritchive
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support-ponies ยท 6 months ago
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Hi, I'm going through a really rough patch (my grandmother is dying) and I was wondering if I could get something uplifting or comforting from Princess Luna? It's been really rough for me lately and it's been really hard to cope.. Thank you for all you guys do on this blog.
~๐Ÿชž๐Ÿฉธ
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Even when life feels overwhelming or difficult, thereโ€™s always hope and support, just like how the moon and stars shine even if you canโ€™t see them behind the clouds. This is a reminder that youโ€™re never truly alone, and brighter times are ahead. โœจ๐ŸŒ™
~ Mod Faeling
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suicideassistance ยท 7 months ago
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Welcome to the blog, you can call me Zach.
NSFW | MDNI | 18+ Gore, violence, murder, CNC content | CW Asks Open | DMโ€™s Closed Previously @myperfectvictim Loving you roughly; Killing you softly
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Debauchery Team: ๐Ÿ‘ , ๐Ÿซ€, ๐Ÿ“ผ, ๐ŸŒธ, โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿฉน, ๐Ÿงธ, ๐Ÿฅฉ, ๐Ÿชฝ, โ™ ๏ธ, ๐Ÿฐ, ส•โ€ขฬซอกโ€ข, ๐Ÿฉถ, ๐Ÿฆ, ๐ŸฆŠ, ๐Ÿฆ‡, ๐ŸŽฌ, ๐Ÿ, ๐ŸŽ€, ๐Ÿ—๏ธ, ๐Ÿฅ€, ๐ŸŒž, ๐Ÿซ, ๐ŸŒบ, ๐Ÿ˜‡, ๐Ÿ“, ๐Ÿฉธ, ๐ŸŒ™, ๐Ÿฆ‹, ๐Ÿ‡, ๐Ÿฆข, ๐Ÿ’–, ๐Ÿชท, ๐Ÿชด, ๐Ÿ‘น, ๐Ÿ–ค , ๐Ÿšฌ, ๐ŸŒท, ๐Ÿ”ช, ๐ŸŒŒ, ๐Ÿ”ฅ, ๐Ÿฆท, ๐Ÿ’€, ๐Ÿ•Š๏ธ, ๐Ÿœ, ๐Ÿซ , ๐ŸŒฑ, ๐ŸŽฑ, ๐Ÿดโ€โ˜ ๏ธ, ๐Ÿ’Œ, ๐Ÿบ, ๐Ÿˆโ€โฌ›, ๐Ÿถ, ๐Ÿงœ๐Ÿปโ€โ™€๏ธ, ๐Ÿ‘ฝ, ๐Ÿช, ๐Ÿ’‹, ๐Ÿ„, โœจ, ๐Ÿ’„, ๐Ÿ’Š, ๐Ÿ’Ž, ๐Ÿชฒ, ๐Ÿฆ‚, โญ๏ธ, ๐Ÿชถ, ๐Ÿชข, ๐Ÿง๐Ÿผโ€โ™€๏ธ, ๐ŸงŸโ€โ™€๏ธ, ๐Ÿฆฝ, ๐Ÿฉท, ๐Ÿชฑ, ๐ŸŒฏ, ๐Ÿ‘ป, ๐Ÿ’‰, ๐Ÿ‘ธ๐Ÿป, โ˜†, ๐ŸŽ , ๐Ÿชผ, โšก๏ธ, โšฐ๏ธ, ๐Ÿฅ”, ๐ŸŽจ, ๐Ÿงš๐Ÿผโ€โ™€๏ธ, โ„๏ธ, ๐Ÿง, ๐Ÿˆ, ๐Ÿ’ฆ, ๐Ÿง›๐Ÿป, ๐ŸŽญ, ๐Ÿ˜ตโ€๐Ÿ’ซ, ๐ŸŒ‘, ๐Ÿ›๏ธ, ๐ŸŒ, ๐Ÿ, ๐Ÿ‘, ๐Ÿ€, ๐Ÿ‹, ๐Ÿ’ซ, ๐Ÿ”“, ๐Ÿซง, ๐Ÿ‘‘, ๐Ÿ’, ๐Ÿ™, โš™๏ธ, ๐Ÿฌ, ๐ŸŽด, ๐Ÿœ, ๐ŸŒน, ๐ŸŒป, ๐Ÿชฆ, ๐Ÿ•ธ๏ธ, ๐ŸฆŒ, ๐Ÿ•ท๏ธ, ๐Ÿงท, ๐Ÿ’Ÿ. ๐Ÿฆด, ๐ŸŒ, โ˜ฏ๏ธ, ๐Ÿงˆ, ๐Ÿฉ, ๐Ÿ–‡, ๐Ÿค, ๐Ÿฐ, ๐Ÿฉฐ, ๐Ÿฆโ€โฌ›, ๐Ÿ’, ๐Ÿ, ๐Ÿ, ๐ŸŒ‘, ๐ŸŽƒ, ๐Ÿงžโ€โ™€๏ธ, ๐Ÿ‘พ, ๐Ÿผ, ๐ŸŒ , โ™Ÿ๏ธ, ๐Ÿฏ, โ˜ฎ๏ธ, โ˜„๏ธ, ๐Ÿ‘๏ธ, ๐Ÿบ, ๐Ÿ•, ๐ŸŒผ, ๐Ÿชฉ, โœ๏ธ, ๐Ÿชป, ๐Ÿ˜บ, ๐Ÿช, ๐Ÿก, ๐Ÿผ, ๐ŸฆŒ, ๐Ÿฆฌ, ๐Ÿ—“๏ธ, ๐Ÿ˜ˆ, ๐Ÿง‚, โ›‘๏ธ, ๐Ÿ, ๐ŸŒŠ, ๐Ÿฃ, ๐Ÿงช, ๐Ÿ›, ๐Ÿฅจ, ๐Ÿ…, ๐Ÿพ, ๐Ÿชธ, โš–๏ธ, ๐ŸฆŽ, ๐ŸงŠ, ๐Ÿคซ, ๐ŸŽง, โ›ธ๏ธ, โ˜€๏ธ, ๐Ÿ’ฌ, โ˜•๏ธ, ๐Ÿ“–, ๐ŸŒŠ, ๐Ÿช, ๐Ÿ”ฎ, ๐ŸŠ, ๐ŸŒˆ, ๐ŸŒ˜, ๐Ÿซฆ, ๐Ÿš, ๐ŸŒŸ, ๐Ÿชถ, ๐Ÿ€, ๐ŸŒง๏ธ
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dnpanimationstudioclone ยท 22 days ago
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Meet Carmilla Carmine๐Ÿฉฐ๐Ÿฆข
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Happy Motherโ€™s Day! For todayโ€™s occasion, I figure itโ€™d be fitting to share my version of one of Hazbinโ€™s bigger mother figures, aswell as the elegant ballerina, no nonsense CEO of Carmine Corp, Carmilla Carmine!
Was def pushing for a mix of black swan along with Tatiana vibes from No Straight Roads. Also got inspo from ballerina characters like RWBY Weiss, SU Pearl along with high power gals like Washimi from Aggretsuko & Miranda Priestly, Devil wears Prada.
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Made her red a deeper more crimson red ๐Ÿฉธ Gave the more pinkish reds to Rosie ๐Ÿฅ€๐ŸŒน
Gave her a classic ballerina bun instead of her horn hair. Also lightened her highlights to silver instead of black, as well as added a spiky hair decoration.
Gave her a long business coat jacket instead of her tunic dress(Iโ€™m not 100% sure what itโ€™s suppose to be).
Replaced her hoops with giant red diamond studs โ™ฆ๏ธ added matching chest jewelry as well.
Angelic swan mask.
Angelic steel leotard plating(for protection but still keeping her movement freely)
Angelic finger gauntlets. Also changed her gloves to black & changed the style(Iโ€™m not 100% sure if sheโ€™s wearing gloves or if her hands r jsut a different color)
Battle scars.
Sharper chin & cheekbones.
Changed her skin colouring to slightly warmer shade!
Made her more bottom heavy, show her biggest strengthโ€™s within her legs. Also made her chest a bit broader too
Made her eyes darker red with red irises. Also gave her dark gray eyeshadow.
Made her ballet slippers more silver with highlight shine! โœจ ๐Ÿฉฐ
What do u think? How would u want Carmilla to look if u wanted to redesign her? Iโ€™d love to know ๐Ÿ’–
Iโ€™ve also made Hazbin Hotelโ€™s other big mom character, the Queen of Hell herself, Lilith!๐ŸŒ™โœจ
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ozzgin ยท 2 years ago
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Hello and welcome! If you're new here or unsure what this is all about, this pinned post is for you. Please read before descending.
TL;DR: I post yandere/horror/monster self-insert stories and (mostly) funny doodles. Yes, I'm over 18. Any pronouns.
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daeyumi ยท 9 months ago
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Dungeon Meshi Farcille acrylic standee ๐ŸŒ™๐Ÿฉธโœจ
Preorders open tomorrow 9/1!! The standee will be 6โ€ tall, double sided on a 3.5โ€ wide base.
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๐“ฒ๐“ท ๐“ถ๐”‚ ๐“ฑ๐“ฎ๐“ช๐“ญโ€ฆ ๐Ÿ‘ค๐Ÿ’ญ ษช แด˜สŸแด€ส แด€ ๐“ผ๐“พ๐“น๐“ฎ๐“ป๐“ฌ๐“พ๐“ฝ ๐ŸŽฅ๐ŸŽž๏ธ แด๊œฐ แดœ๊œฑ ๐Ÿ‘ฌ แด€สŸสŸ แด›สœแด‡ ๐•ž๐•’๐•˜๐•š๐•” ๐Ÿช„โœจ แดกแด‡ ษขแด€แด แด‡ แด๊œฐ๊œฐ ๐Ÿค— แด€สŸสŸ แด›สœแด‡ ๐–‘๐–”๐–›๐–Š ๐Ÿ’ž แดกแด‡ สœแด€แด… แด€ษดแด… ๐–‘๐–”๐–˜๐–™ ๐Ÿ˜ž๐Ÿ˜ญ แด€ษดแด… ษชษด แดส สœแด‡แด€แด… ๐Ÿ‘ค๐Ÿ’ญ แต€แดดแดฑ โฑฝแดตหขแดตแดผแดบหข ๐Ÿงฟ๐Ÿงฟ ษดแด‡แด แด‡ส€ ๊œฑแด›แดแด˜ ๐Ÿ›‘โœ‹ แด›สœแด‡๊œฑแด‡ ๐“‡๐’พ๐’ท๐’ท๐‘œ๐“ƒ๐“ˆ ๐ŸŽ€ แดกส€แด€แด˜ แดแด‡ ๐Ÿ†™ ส™แดœแด› แดกสœแด‡ษด ษช ส€แด‡แด€แด„สœ ๐Ÿซณ ๊œฐแดส€ สแดแดœ ๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿป ษชแด›โ€™๊œฑ แดŠแดœ๊œฑแด› แด€ ๐“ผ๐“พ๐“น๐“ฎ๐“ป๐“ฌ๐“พ๐“ฝโ€ฆ ๐Ÿ”ช๐Ÿค• ษชษด สแดแดœส€ ๐˜พ๐˜ผ๐™ ๐Ÿš˜ แด›สœแด‡ ส€แด€แด…ษชแด ๐Ÿ“ป๐Ÿ†™ ษชษด สแดแดœส€ ๐˜พ๐˜ผ๐™ ๐Ÿš˜ แด›สœแด‡ ส€แด€แด…ษชแด ๐Ÿ“ป๐Ÿ†™ แดกแด‡ แด‹แด‡แด‡แด˜ แด›ส€สษชษดษข แด›แด แด›แด€สŸแด‹ ๐Ÿ’ฌ แด€ส™แดแดœแด› ๐šž๐šœ ๐Ÿ‘ฌ ษชโ€™แด ๊œฑแดแดแด‡แดษดแด‡๐Ÿงสแดแดœ แดแด€ส ส™แด‡ แดส ๐–‘๐–”๐–›๐–Š ๐Ÿ‘จโ€โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ‘จโ‰๏ธ ษชโ€™สŸสŸ ส™แด‡ สแดแดœส€ วซแดœษชแด‡แด› ๐Ÿค แด€๊œฐแด›แด‡ส€ษดแดแดษด ๐’ธ๐“‡๐“Š๐“ˆ๐’ฝ ๐Ÿ˜ป ส™แด‡ สแดแดœส€ ๐•๐ˆ๐Ž๐‹๐„๐๐“ ๐Ÿ—ก๏ธ๐Ÿฉธ แดแด แด‡ส€ษดษชษขสœแด› ๐ŸŒ™ ๐“‡๐“Š๐“ˆ๐’ฝ ๐Ÿƒ๐Ÿ’จ แดแด€แด‹แด‡ สแดแดœ แถœสณแตƒแถปสธ ๐Ÿคช แดแด แด‡ส€ แดส ๐“‰๐‘œ๐“Š๐’ธ๐’ฝ ๐Ÿค๐Ÿ˜ตโ€๐Ÿ’ซ ส™แดœแด› ษชแด›โ€™๊œฑ แดŠแดœ๊œฑแด› แด€ ๐™จ๐™ช๐™ฅ๐™š๐™ง๐™˜๐™ช๐™ฉ ๐ŸŽฅ๐ŸŽž๏ธ แด๊œฐ ๐šž๐šœ ๐Ÿ‘ฌ (๐“ผ๐“พ๐“น๐“ฎ๐“ป๐“ฌ๐“พ๐“ฝ ๐ŸŽฅ๐ŸŽž๏ธ แด๊œฐ ๐šž๐šœ ๐Ÿ‘ฌ) แดสœ, ษชแด›โ€™๊œฑ แดŠแดœ๊œฑแด› แด€ ๐™จ๐™ช๐™ฅ๐™š๐™ง๐™˜๐™ช๐™ฉ ๐ŸŽฅ๐ŸŽž๏ธ แด๊œฐ ๐šž๐šœ ๐Ÿ‘ฌ (๐“ผ๐“พ๐“น๐“ฎ๐“ป๐“ฌ๐“พ๐“ฝ ๐ŸŽฅ๐ŸŽž๏ธ แด๊œฐ ๐šž๐šœ ๐Ÿ‘ฌ) ๊œฑแด ษช ๐’ป ๐’ถ ๐“ ๐“ ๐Ÿ‚ ษชษดแด›แด ๐‘๐‘œ๐‘›๐‘ก๐‘–๐‘›๐‘’๐‘›๐‘ก๐‘  ๐Ÿ—บ๏ธ แด€ษดแด… ๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘  ๐Ÿš— แด€สŸสŸ แด›สœแด‡ ๐‘ ๐‘ก๐‘Ž๐‘”๐‘’๐‘  แด€ษดแด… แด›สœแด‡ ๐‘ ๐‘ก๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘  โญ๏ธ ษช แด›แดœส€ษด แด€สŸสŸ แด๊œฐ ษชแด› ๐ŸŽจ ษชษดแด›แด แด€ ๐“ผ๐“พ๐“น๐“ฎ๐“ป๐“ฌ๐“พ๐“ฝโ€ฆ ๐ŸŽฅ๐ŸŽž๏ธ แด„แด€แดœ๊œฑแด‡ ษชษด แดส ๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ฑ ๐Ÿ‘ค๐Ÿ’ญ (ษชษด แดส ๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ฑ ๐Ÿ‘ค ษช แด…แด แด‡แด แด‡ส€สแด›สœษชษดษข ๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ด๐—ต๐˜ โœ…) แดกสœแด‡ษด สแดแดœ ๐’„๐’‚๐’๐’ โ˜Ž๏ธ (แดกสœแด‡ษด สแดแดœ ๐’„๐’‚๐’๐’ โ˜Ž๏ธ ษชโ€™สŸสŸ ๐’‡๐’๐’“๐’ˆ๐’Š๐’—๐’† ๐Ÿ˜Œ แด€ษดแด… ๐Ÿ™… ษดแดแด› ๐’‡๐’Š๐’ˆ๐’‰๐’• ๐Ÿ˜ ) ส™แด‡แด„แด€แดœ๊œฑแด‡ ๐š˜๐šž๐š›๐šœ ๐Ÿ‘จโ€โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ’‹โ€๐Ÿ‘จ แด€ส€แด‡ แด›สœแด‡ ๐š–๐š˜๐š–๐šŽ๐š—๐š๐šœ ษช แด˜สŸแด€ส ๐ŸŽฌ ษชษด แด›สœแด‡ ๐Ÿ…“๐Ÿ…๐Ÿ…ก๐Ÿ…š ๐ŸŒŒ แดกแด‡ แดกแด‡ส€แด‡ ๐“Œ๐’พ๐“๐’น ๐Ÿ˜œ แด€ษดแด… ๐•—๐•๐•ฆ๐• ๐•ฃ๐•–๐•ค๐•”๐•–๐•Ÿ๐•ฅ ๐Ÿ’ก แด„แดแดแด‡ ๐‡๐Ž๐Œ๐„ ๐Ÿ  แด›แด แดส ๐‡๐„๐€๐‘๐“ โ™ฅ๏ธ ๐’ฐ๐ป!!! ๐Ÿ—ฃ๏ธ ษชษด สแดแดœส€ ๐˜พ๐˜ผ๐™ ๐Ÿš˜ แด›สœแด‡ ส€แด€แด…ษชแด ๐Ÿ“ป๐Ÿ†™ ษชษด สแดแดœส€ ๐˜พ๐˜ผ๐™ ๐Ÿš˜ แด›สœแด‡ ส€แด€แด…ษชแด ๐Ÿ“ป๐Ÿ†™ แดกแด‡ แด‹แด‡แด‡แด˜ แด›ส€สษชษดษข แด›แด แด›แด€สŸแด‹ ๐Ÿ’ฌ แด€ส™แดแดœแด› ๐šž๐šœ ๐Ÿ‘ฌ ๐Ÿ…‚๐Ÿ„ป๐Ÿ„พ๐Ÿ…† โ€‹ ๐Ÿ„ผ๐Ÿ„พ๐Ÿ…ƒ๐Ÿ„ธ๐Ÿ„พ๐Ÿ„ฝ ๐Ÿข ษชโ€™แด แดกแด€แด›แด„สœษชษดษข ๐Ÿ‘๏ธ๐Ÿ‘๏ธ แดแดœส€ ๐–‘๐–”๐–›๐–Š ๐Ÿ‘จโ€โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ‘จ ษชโ€™สŸสŸ ส™แด‡ สแดแดœส€ วซแดœษชแด‡แด› ๐Ÿค แด€๊œฐแด›แด‡ส€ษดแดแดษด ๐’ธ๐“‡๐“Š๐“ˆ๐’ฝ ๐Ÿ˜ป ส™แด‡ สแดแดœส€ ๐•๐ˆ๐Ž๐‹๐„๐๐“ ๐Ÿ—ก๏ธ๐Ÿฉธ แดแด แด‡ส€ษดษชษขสœแด› ๐ŸŒ™ ๐“‡๐“Š๐“ˆ๐’ฝ ๐Ÿƒ๐Ÿ’จ แดแด€แด‹แด‡ สแดแดœ แถœสณแตƒแถปสธ ๐Ÿคช แดแด แด‡ส€ แดส ๐“‰๐‘œ๐“Š๐’ธ๐’ฝ ๐Ÿค๐Ÿ˜ตโ€๐Ÿ’ซ ส™แดœแด› ษชแด›โ€™๊œฑ แดŠแดœ๊œฑแด› แด€ ๐™จ๐™ช๐™ฅ๐™š๐™ง๐™˜๐™ช๐™ฉ ๐ŸŽฅ๐ŸŽž๏ธ แด๊œฐ ๐šž๐šœ ๐Ÿ‘ฌ (๐“ผ๐“พ๐“น๐“ฎ๐“ป๐“ฌ๐“พ๐“ฝ ๐ŸŽฅ๐ŸŽž๏ธ แด๊œฐ ๐šž๐šœ ๐Ÿ‘ฌ) แดสœ, ษชแด›โ€™๊œฑ แดŠแดœ๊œฑแด› แด€ ๐™จ๐™ช๐™ฅ๐™š๐™ง๐™˜๐™ช๐™ฉ ๐ŸŽฅ๐ŸŽž๏ธ แด๊œฐ ๐šž๐šœ ๐Ÿ‘ฌ (๐“ผ๐“พ๐“น๐“ฎ๐“ป๐“ฌ๐“พ๐“ฝ ๐ŸŽฅ๐ŸŽž๏ธ แด๊œฐ ๐šž๐šœ ๐Ÿ‘ฌ) ส™แดœแด› ษชแด›โ€™๊œฑ แดŠแดœ๊œฑแด› แด€ ๐™จ๐™ช๐™ฅ๐™š๐™ง๐™˜๐™ช๐™ฉ ๐ŸŽฅ๐ŸŽž๏ธ แด๊œฐ ๐šž๐šœ ๐Ÿ‘ฌ (๐“ผ๐“พ๐“น๐“ฎ๐“ป๐“ฌ๐“พ๐“ฝ ๐ŸŽฅ๐ŸŽž๏ธ แด๊œฐ ๐šž๐šœ ๐Ÿ‘ฌ) แดสœ, ษชแด›โ€™๊œฑ แดŠแดœ๊œฑแด› แด€ ๐™จ๐™ช๐™ฅ๐™š๐™ง๐™˜๐™ช๐™ฉ ๐ŸŽฅ๐ŸŽž๏ธ แด๊œฐ ๐šž๐šœ ๐Ÿ‘ฌ (๐“ผ๐“พ๐“น๐“ฎ๐“ป๐“ฌ๐“พ๐“ฝ ๐ŸŽฅ๐ŸŽž๏ธ แด๊œฐ ๐šž๐šœ ๐Ÿ‘ฌ) แด„แด€แดœ๊œฑแด‡ ษชษด แดส ๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ฑ ๐Ÿ‘ค๐Ÿ’ญ ษช แด…แด แด‡แด แด‡ส€สแด›สœษชษดษข ๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ด๐—ต๐˜ โœ… แดกสœแด‡ษด สแดแดœ ๐’„๐’‚๐’๐’ โ˜Ž๏ธ ษช โ€˜สŸสŸ ๐’‡๐’๐’“๐’ˆ๐’Š๐’—๐’† ๐Ÿ˜Œ แด€ษดแด… ๐Ÿ™… ษดแดแด› ๐’‡๐’Š๐’ˆ๐’‰๐’• ๐Ÿ˜  ๐’‚๐’๐’ ๐Ÿ‘จโ€โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ’‹โ€๐Ÿ‘จ แด›สœแด‡ ๐š–๐š˜๐š–๐šŽ๐š—๐š๐šœ ษช แด˜สŸแด€ส ๐ŸŽฌ ษชษด แด›สœแด‡ ๐Ÿ…“๐Ÿ…๐Ÿ…ก๐Ÿ…š ๐ŸŒŒ ๐“Œ๐’พ๐“๐’น ๐Ÿ˜œ แด€ษดแด… ๐•—๐•๐•ฆ๐• ๐•ฃ๐•–๐•ค๐•”๐•–๐•Ÿ๐•ฅ ๐Ÿ’ก แด„แดแดแด‡ ๐‡๐Ž๐Œ๐„ ๐Ÿ  แด›แด แดส ๐‡๐„๐€๐‘๐“ โ™ฅ๏ธ ๐’ฐ๐ป!!! แด„แด€แดœ๊œฑแด‡ ษชษด แดส ๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ฑ ๐Ÿ‘ค๐Ÿ’ญ (ษชษด แดส ๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ฑ ๐Ÿ‘ค ษช แด…แด แด‡แด แด‡ส€สแด›สœษชษดษข ๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ด๐—ต๐˜ โœ…) แดกสœแด‡ษด สแดแดœ ๐’„๐’‚๐’๐’ โ˜Ž๏ธ (แดกสœแด‡ษด สแดแดœ ๐’„๐’‚๐’๐’ โ˜Ž๏ธ ษชโ€™สŸสŸ ๐’‡๐’๐’“๐’ˆ๐’Š๐’—๐’† ๐Ÿ˜Œ แด€ษดแด… ๐Ÿ™… ษดแดแด› ๐’‡๐’Š๐’ˆ๐’‰๐’• ๐Ÿ˜ ) ส™แด‡แด„แด€แดœ๊œฑแด‡ ๐š˜๐šž๐š›๐šœ ๐Ÿ‘จโ€โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ’‹โ€๐Ÿ‘จ แด€ส€แด‡ แด›สœแด‡ ๐š–๐š˜๐š–๐šŽ๐š—๐š๐šœ ษช แด˜สŸแด€ส ๐ŸŽฌ ษชษด แด›สœแด‡ ๐Ÿ…“๐Ÿ…๐Ÿ…ก๐Ÿ…š ๐ŸŒŒ แดกแด‡ แดกแด‡ส€แด‡ ๐“Œ๐’พ๐“๐’น ๐Ÿ˜œ แด€ษดแด… ๐•—๐•๐•ฆ๐• ๐•ฃ๐•–๐•ค๐•”๐•–๐•Ÿ๐•ฅ ๐Ÿ’ก แด„แดแดแด‡ ๐‡๐Ž๐Œ๐„ ๐Ÿ  แด›แด แดส ๐‡๐„๐€๐‘๐“ โ™ฅ๏ธ ๐’ฐ๐ป!!! ๐Ÿ—ฃ๏ธ แด„แด€แดœ๊œฑแด‡ ษชษด แดส ๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ฑ ๐Ÿ‘ค๐Ÿ’ญ (ษชษด แดส ๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ฑ ๐Ÿ‘ค ษช แด…แด แด‡แด แด‡ส€สแด›สœษชษดษข ๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ด๐—ต๐˜ โœ…) แดกสœแด‡ษด สแดแดœ ๐’„๐’‚๐’๐’ โ˜Ž๏ธ (แดกสœแด‡ษด สแดแดœ ๐’„๐’‚๐’๐’ โ˜Ž๏ธ ษชโ€™สŸสŸ ๐’‡๐’๐’“๐’ˆ๐’Š๐’—๐’† ๐Ÿ˜Œ แด€ษดแด… ๐Ÿ™… ษดแดแด› ๐’‡๐’Š๐’ˆ๐’‰๐’• ๐Ÿ˜ ) ส™แด‡แด„แด€แดœ๊œฑแด‡ ๐š˜๐šž๐š›๐šœ ๐Ÿ‘จโ€โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ’‹โ€๐Ÿ‘จ แด€ส€แด‡ แด›สœแด‡ ๐š–๐š˜๐š–๐šŽ๐š—๐š๐šœ ษช แด˜สŸแด€ส ๐ŸŽฌ ษชษด แด›สœแด‡ ๐Ÿ…“๐Ÿ…๐Ÿ…ก๐Ÿ…š ๐ŸŒŒ แดกแด‡ แดกแด‡ส€แด‡ ๐“Œ๐’พ๐“๐’น ๐Ÿ˜œ แด€ษดแด… ๐•—๐•๐•ฆ๐• ๐•ฃ๐•–๐•ค๐•”๐•–๐•Ÿ๐•ฅ ๐Ÿ’ก แด„แดแดแด‡ ๐‡๐Ž๐Œ๐„ ๐Ÿ  แด›แด แดส ๐‡๐„๐€๐‘๐“ โ™ฅ๏ธ ๐’ฐ๐ป!!! (ษชษด แดส ๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ฑ ๐Ÿ‘ค ษช แด…แด แด‡แด แด‡ส€สแด›สœษชษดษข ๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ด๐—ต๐˜ โœ…) โ€ฆ.(ษชษด แดส ๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ฑ ๐Ÿ‘ค ษช แด…แด แด‡แด แด‡ส€สแด›สœษชษดษข ๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ด๐—ต๐˜ โœ…) โ€ฆโ€ฆโ€ฆโ€ฆ
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