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okay yeah I suck at managing single blogs glimmer is being moved to @crossedsky

finals

#; need to recharge (ooc.)#thats all i got

bowrrow‌:

❛ STOPPP you almost made me drop my croissant ! ❜

“where-where did you even get a croissant??”

#bowrrow #she confuse

#denise is a mood

#; need to recharge (ooc.)#plz stop me #who allowed me to age I'm still like 12

wow I’m sick and tired and I guess there goes...all my muse

#; need to recharge (ooc.)#more accurately all my muse is over at space dad so #im tryna get the energy to go shopping cause I need cereal n dinner

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hey heres a new gay transgender man bow written by an actual gay and transgender man known as rocky. from 2018 SPOP ! thank you. sb/like for a follow ! #bowrrow

#YEET

shrugs??? starter call???

#akcnaeiofnaeuif #mutuals only n all that

adulariia-blog

Are you like me and in love with a teleporting magical girl? Do you also adore the princess of Bright Moon?

Then give this a reblog if you’d like to write with Glimmer!

what I really wanna know is what’s with the facial marking design thing???

#; need to recharge (ooc.)#kinda looks like a lil mask and i dont get it #im too tired for this

adulariia-blog

For Bright Moon

pc

#im gonna go to bed before i do something stupid

licnsinside‌:

@adulariia // cont from here

Adora has never been outside of the fright zone. Still a cadet, she’s been training all her life to become a real soldier-get out on the front lines and maybe even become a Force Captain one day. They’re not exactly allowed far from their barracks, but she and Catra have snuck out together plenty of times before, snickering as they crept into places they weren’t supposed to be. Except this time, Adora is alone, mindlessly making her way around the fright zone and trying to cool off for a little while. Usually she cools off with training, but she’s technically been training all day, and that’s…what she’s cooling off from, so- walking around it is.

Brows furrow as she hears a sound nearby, glancing around the vicinity. There’s somebody here. “Huh-” She mumbles to herself, tilting her head as she takes a few steps forward, before she notices a…girl? A very pink, SPARKLY girl, beaten half to death. Her eyes widen, and she takes a few steps back. Instincts to help CLASH against a sudden realization of w h o this girl must be.

“A princess-!”

“Yes.” Her voice is as flat as can be when she’s face down on the ground. Glimmer could never pass for a Horde soldier even out of uniform. Horde soldiers don’t have pink hair or sparkle or intimate knowledge of magic and runestones. She forces herself to roll onto her side to a more defensible position. Still protects the important stuff, but leaves her an arm and a leg as weapons. Not that she fancies moving much. She can bluff. Glimmer squints at the stranger through the one eye she can see through, the one that still stings and waters and blurs the figure before her. She’s pretty, if Glimmer can judge a person she can’t see clearly. But she’s Horde and the princess has to prepare herself for the worst. Can’t expect anything else. “If you wanna finish me off, you mind doing it quickly?”

#licnsinside #!!!!!!!!

alright so my mood just fuckin went

#; need to recharge (ooc.)#i'm in the delate all of my blogs place #well more accurately im in a substantially worse place but yknow no one wants to hear about that

X -adora

She’d been stupid, Glimmer acknowledged that. Desperate to prove to both herself and her mother that she was worthy of the title of Princess. Desperate and foolish enough to get sufficiently far into Horde territory that she was unprepared for such a large patrol to come along. Her initial blinding defense had worked like a charm, giving her precious seconds to flee. Except her energy was running low from previous teleportations to avoid detections and she could barely make it five feet let alone all the way back to the whispering woods. Being left alive was the most surprising part. She hadn’t been dragged off to be held prisoner or killed on the spot. Unless they expected her to die there which wouldn’t be totally unexpected. Glimmer was used to getting beat up from sparring, but bleeding this heavily was relatively new. She couldn’t manage more than a brief flicker of form upon hearing footsteps. “What?”

- @licnsinside

#licnsinside #yells