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𝘚𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘱𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘏𝘰𝘨𝘴𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦. 𝘐𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘴𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭, 𝘢 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘦𝘵 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘸 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘺 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘦’𝘥 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘗𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭.“𝘏𝘪𝘣𝘪𝘴𝘤𝘶𝘴 𝘵𝘦𝘢 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳,” 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘢𝘺, 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘤𝘶𝘱 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴. “𝘍𝘰𝘳 𝘔𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘯’𝘴 𝘴𝘢𝘬𝘦, 𝘧𝘪𝘹 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘳𝘵, 𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘴𝘯’𝘵 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨 𝘭𝘢𝘥𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘴𝘰 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘭𝘦𝘨.”𝘓𝘢𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘭 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘵-𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘳𝘮 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳’𝘴 𝘪𝘳𝘰𝘯 𝘨𝘳𝘪𝘱. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘵𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘪𝘱 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘦𝘢, 𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘳𝘢𝘭 𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘳.𝘏𝘦𝘳 𝘯𝘦𝘹𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘚𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘧𝘵’𝘴 𝘘𝘶𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘚𝘩𝘰𝘱, 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘬.𝘓𝘢𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘭 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘔𝘳𝘴. 𝘞𝘪𝘨𝘭𝘦𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘯 𝘶𝘯𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘯 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴. 𝘓𝘢𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘭 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘱 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘬 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘧𝘢𝘪𝘭, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘔𝘳𝘴. 𝘞𝘪𝘨𝘭𝘦𝘺 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘴𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘢 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘧𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘧𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘴.𝘕𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘮𝘺𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘺, 𝘢𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘳. 𝘓𝘢𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘭 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘥𝘥, “𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘎𝘳𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘎𝘪𝘳𝘭,” 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳. 𝘐𝘧 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘸: 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘢 𝘮𝘰𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘴, 𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘴, 𝘥𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘦 𝘣𝘺 𝘙𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘰𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘸𝘭𝘦𝘳𝘺.𝘐𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘯’𝘵 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘢 𝘧𝘦𝘸 𝘨𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘴𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘭, 𝘩𝘰𝘣𝘣𝘺 𝘧𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘵 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘴.

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Careful love, I might start thinking you enjoy being at my mercy.

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𝐿𝑎𝑢𝑟𝑒𝑙 𝑖𝑠 𝑎𝑛 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑟𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑤𝑖𝑡𝑐ℎ 𝑤ℎ𝑜 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑠 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑡 𝑖𝑛 𝑐𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑒𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑤𝑙 𝑖𝑛 𝑠𝑖𝑙𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑟𝑎𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑠𝑒 𝑤ℎ𝑜 𝑤𝑎𝑙𝑘 𝑜𝑛 𝑡𝑤𝑜 𝑙𝑒𝑔𝑠. 𝐸𝑐𝑐𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑟𝑖𝑐 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑒𝑚𝑜𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑑𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑠𝑖𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑐ℎ𝑖𝑙𝑑ℎ𝑜𝑜𝑑, 𝑠ℎ𝑒’𝑠 𝑎𝑙𝑤𝑎𝑦𝑠 𝑓𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑 𝑖𝑡 𝑑𝑖𝑓𝑓𝑖𝑐𝑢𝑙𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑔𝑒 𝑏𝑜𝑛𝑑𝑠 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑤ℎ𝑜 𝑠ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑑 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑒𝑡 𝑜𝑑𝑑𝑖𝑡𝑖𝑒𝑠. 𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑙𝑑 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑙𝑖𝑣𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑓𝑡𝑒𝑛 𝑓𝑒𝑙𝑡 𝑡𝑜𝑜 𝑙𝑜𝑢𝑑, 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑝𝑎𝑛𝑦 𝑜𝑓 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑓𝑢𝑟𝑟𝑦 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑝𝑎𝑛𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠, 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑖𝑠 𝑛𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑐𝑒.

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“𝘖𝘧𝘧 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘴, 𝘓𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦,” 𝘚𝘦𝘣𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘢𝘯 𝘮𝘶𝘳𝘮𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘥, 𝘣𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘳 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘢𝘭𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘦𝘬. 𝘓𝘢𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘭 𝘯𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴, 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘴 𝘵𝘶𝘨𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘢 𝘱𝘰𝘶𝘵. “𝘞𝘩𝘺 𝘤𝘢𝘯’𝘵 𝘐 𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘱 𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶?” 𝘏𝘦 𝘨𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘤𝘩𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘭𝘦, 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘥. “𝘉𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶’𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭.” 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘤𝘰𝘸𝘭𝘦𝘥, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘳𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯. “𝘉𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘴,” 𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘥𝘥𝘦𝘥, “𝘪𝘵’𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘷𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘴. 𝘐’𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘚𝘦𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳.” 𝘏𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘢 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺, 𝘷𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘱𝘴.

𝘓𝘢𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘭 𝘓𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦, 𝘢 𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘯 𝘚𝘦𝘦𝘳, 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮. 𝘉𝘺 𝘴𝘪𝘹𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳, 𝘴𝘩𝘦’𝘥 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘈𝘯𝘯𝘦’𝘴 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘯 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘥𝘰𝘸 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘚𝘦𝘣𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘢𝘯. 𝘕𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯. 𝘕𝘰𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘬𝘦𝘱𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘨𝘪𝘧𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘥𝘥𝘦𝘯 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳, 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘜𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘧𝘵, 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘖𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘥𝘳𝘰𝘱 𝘢 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘶𝘱, 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘳. 𝘙𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘚𝘦𝘣𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘢𝘯’𝘴 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴.

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A stroll through the gardens under the stormy spring sky 🥀

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Dusk & Lace collection now available on curseforge 🤍

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Sing me a sea shanty, baby, and I’ll promise not to pull you under. 🖤🌊

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Laurel Lestrange 🖤🤍

Character sheet by @kiwiplaetzchen

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With lots of patience, yesterday I posted my very first mod pack. I couldn’t be happier with it! Gothic Victorian Outfit Pack on Curseforge. 🖤

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Only the dead can keep a secret

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Yes, Captain. 🖤

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After class 🖤

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Part 2 | Dancing on the Edge of Insanity💜

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Part 1 | Bound by Chains, Freed by Chaos ⛓️🖤🤍

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AzkaDAMN⛓️

What do you expect? I am a Lestrange after all 😏

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Me and the Devil ♥️🥀

Inspired by @audra1890