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cherry valley forever
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we're not kids anymore.
祝日 / Permanent Vacation
Xuebing Du
Not today Justin
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izzy's playlists!
@theartofmadeline
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macklin celebrini has autism
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@adamantisms
“Forgiveness is the first step to virtue.”
comingoutofhidingforabit
justtoinformthati’mon hiatus
stillsick notsureifillgetbetter
Send 🍬 to go trick-or-treating at my muse’s doorstep
wandoro >:3
modern goddess: themis, goddess of divine justice and the law
I’m scared and scarred and somehow you look at me like I’m sacred I’m a legend that’s lonely but without you I’m lost I’m burned and broken and you make me bleed Everyone says I’m everything but I feel as though I’m nothing You make me believe I could be somethin
the-ships-to-rule-them-all (via wnq-writers)
spreadthenewsspreadthenews everyone who follows me are dorks and i love all of them including the people i follow have a nice day ya nerdz
I hope you get better! I was worried since you left suddenly out of the blue!
thank you for your concern, my health is getting better essentially! the coughing has become less of a pain.
“Fufufu.... Halloween is it? It’s time for some redecorating! A whole lot of it! Blancblack will become the ☆ﾟ. * ･ ｡ULTIMATE HAUNTED CASTLE☆ﾟ. * ･ ｡ﾟ of this coming year! ! ! Prepare my dear little gardeners, for your merciful creator has turned a new! I am now Lord Pumpkin! BWAHAHAHA~!”
Lips red as the rose. Hair black as ebony. Skin white as snow.
there’s a lot of work piling! perhaps winter break will save me. will be very inactive! this is due to work and health issues.
inactivity promised in the future until fix my situation!!!!! have a wonderful day though <3
the 16th icon in your folder is your muse’s reaction to swallowing a bug
modern goddess: khione, goddess of snow
cloud cover.
“But….. why….?”
Ivlis could barely form the words he needed as confusion took over him. How could anyone forgive the Devil of the Flame Realm? Nobody had before so why now? Was it some kind of trick? Some way to deceive him into letting his guard down? Yes, this had to be the reason. Hands clutched into fists as his hair turned a light red each strand of hair starting to become an individual flame as bright orange eyes glared at the God of Gray.
“Don’t tease me like that….”
He growled lowly before tears gathered in the corners of his eyes, doing his best to fight them back.
D̠́͝O̜̯̗̺̻̫͠Ṉ̯͘͝'̳̘̥̥͜T̡̛̜̟̣͜ ̛͓̲̗͞ͅP̨̙͡U̧͎̬͔̜̺̳̣̜͜Ļ̞̠͕̣̦̞͇̟͟L̳̭̻͚ ̸͎̯M̨̺͖̩̫̹̘͇Y̱̖̕ ̻̝̟̹͉͙͚͟S͏̛͇̹͕͔̱̫̗̩T̷̺̭̟͇̣̕R̸̰̗͚̗̰͘I̧̡̨̺N͉̳̼͢G̳S̶͈̙̱̠ ̛̫̻͙L̨͕̠̳̻͓̫̰̠̯̕͜I̭̤̻K̩̞̳̦̫̫̥̖̕͞E̬̪̬͇͠ ̤̝̱̭̕S̨̱ͅO̞͘M̷̟͖̖̝̙̞͖͜Ḛ̶̥͔̠̘̼ ͏̰̠͘C͈̱O̳͔M͟҉̧̺̱̼͓͔͖ͅM̴͈͡O̗̰̤̳̣͘N̵̸̳͔͈͔͉̭̕ ̩͇̙̪̪̬͈̹F̩̰̮̹̬͠Ó̮̙͔O̘̫͖͕̖͝ͅL̝̠̜͓̪̩͕!̺̼̻̟̮͇̜͜ ̸̯̻̤Į̼̥̬̝ ̧̢̼͍͓̲̖̙͟Ẉ̶̤̬̤̦͇Ǫ̛̪̪͝N̡̫͎̻'̴͓̟͎͎̺̦̯̖Ţ̮̗̤ ͚̟̙̠̖͉̺̕ͅB҉̳E̵̸̢̞̭̜̬͕̖ͅͅ ̶͎͢͢L҉̞͓̭Ę͜҉͓͚̲̪F̴̙̖̫̬͉̯͝Ţ̸̮̟ ̵̘͕͇̫̫̯̠̼͠ͅB̸̧͍͖̝͇̞̟̰͈͝È͔̗̦̰͔Ḩ͎̼̥̰͟Ị̲͎͇͟Ṋ͕̦̩̩̲͖̮D̶͍̮ ͏͏̥̟̙̗͚̮A͏̢̛̬̮͎͔̘̞G̗͎̱͓͓̤̩A̴͇̫̫̙͎̻͜I̸̡͍̼͎̕N̺̝̣̙̖͟͜!̶̢̨͍̩̫̗̻͙̝̝ ̸̨͙̪̤̘̭̯͇͕I̶̳̲̹͘͡-͈͟ͅͅI͕̖̗̲͇'̶̘̱͔̜͟L̡̜̩̦̗̺Ḷ͉͎͉̦͔̮͝ ̣̹̗̜̗̗̀K̘̹͕̙̠Ì͙̩Ĺ̵̳͚͔̪͈L̷̷̤̯͚̗̖͖͎ ̡̛̦͉̪̬̟̳͇̘Y̟̣̣͍͔̕͟O̡̘̻͙̳̳͘͠Ṷ̡͎.̶̶͔̹͎̮̞͢.̛̰͇̺͖͟.̸̡̜!̩͙̩͓̫̯ ̡̖̥̹͉̩̟͚̝Ḭ̶̗'̴͈̭̹̫̹͓̰͜L̯̘͟͡Ḽ̰ ̝̜̲͈͠K̳̠̳̣͘͠͡I̩̜̯͞L͖͚̣̙͉L̶͍̣̩̪͔̖̖͝ ̷͖̭͖̺Y̯̘̻̪̘Ò̹̟͚̯U̹͈̹͕ ̼̥͍͚̀͝ͅW̭̖̘̼̦̱̮̺̟Í̟̻͚͔͈͞ͅT̸̻͈̖͕̣̜̮̕H̞͎̼͔͠ ̢͍̱̲͝͠M̷͓̘̼̥̭͇̻̀͞Y̬̣ ̛̝͍̯̩̥̟O͚̗͕̬̗̪W͖̪͓̣̮ͅN̢͎͍̖ ̸̙̳̞̠̰́͡T̷̼͈̀W̺̞͇͔̳̬̰̥̯͠͝Ǫ̨̫ ҉̰̹̲̳̣̹̠H̯̭̣͇͢͝͠Ą̖̙̻̲̫̤̣̥̣͘N̙͕D̢̝̥͡S̠͉̟̼!͏̞͔͓̫̩͉̰"̟͎̘̦́
Ivlis growled lowly in a distorted manor, as tears flowed freely only to evaporate to the intense heat before reaching his chin.
though the inimical pyre that the satan of fire would spout, scorching quarrel within sentences that bare wounds of history, does the heavenly deity of prosperity manage a tranquil complexion; harmonious songs of the same distrustful words return into their atmosphere. / it is a DREADFUL act in which all devils conduct, the dance with the displeased world that believes only one thing of lucifer ‘YOU ARE A MISTAKE’ they descant in their despair. / O’ merciful god, hear their pleas, rid of this mistake. RID OF THIS MISTAKE. ( Alas, for it is not the creation that was a mistake, it is I who was mistaken. ) “and what is it exactly that you will achieve in doing so? the satisfaction of ending the life of a god? or do you seek the satisfaction to feel less controlled? no one pulls are your strings, even now you speak your own thoughts. i don’t think of you as a fool either ivlis, it takes a true and intelligent leader to think out a strategic plan to take over another world! it was almost successful i must admit. ah... speaking of strings...” a voice delicate like a plush pillow, < it wasn’t like this before. before it was they who had cried the most. >
a careful approach once again towards the lucifer of infernos, thumbs move to wipe any tears that dwell; the heat upon ivlis’ face did burn a little although only further inducing an innocent giggle from the deity of white as their thumbs were a bit burnt “haha, ouch, tears really do hurt!” ; using one hand, it twinkles with light and diamonds before issuing a rather small diamond to cut through the devil’s restraints. “there. now there is no strings holding you against your will. i had figured there would be no equal grounds if you were kept restrained like that.” / I've got no strings, to hold me down, to make me fret, or make me frown! I had strings, but now I'm free! There are no strings on me! / speaking their words in a mellow matter. a hand softly goes over their own heart. “gods are not perfect, we too make mistakes, although others glorify us to be flawless beings--- we truly are not. whether we acknowledge our mistakes is up to the god themselves. siralos has yet to realize his harmful words. i had once too believed in the absolute perfection, i have changed, i have seen that i too can make mistakes upon my own fault. not the fault of any devil or demon. for every creation, no matter halo or horns, holy or damned, all had been brought into the world with no answers as to why, gods as well, though given infinite power we too still seek our purpose beyond creating a world.” a hand stretches out to be held, to bring forth mutuality between the two that were once enemies. / THE MIRRORS OF HISTORY REFLECT THE PAST, a dove that dances with a crow now waltz with a bat. / “i am now asking you, ivlis, if you would like to settle our differences, i promise you that i, etihw of the gray world <garden> shall never leave you behind for any reason whatsoever.”
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