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I remember when Noxii was a curse against those who dwelt beyond the Sun's light.

Multiverse

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CARRD

𝓜𝓾𝓷 𝓲𝓷𝓯𝓸

Em/Emma, 25, 13+ Years of writing and roleplaying

Anishinaabe (Ojibwe) Disabled Canadian

Detransitioned 2Spirit Aroace Woman

Dyslexia, Plural (system)

𝓽𝓻𝓲𝓰𝓰𝓮𝓻 𝔀𝓪𝓻𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼

- NSFW, esp. COCSA/CSA. Please have it be a standard tag for me or send me your nsfw tag to add it.

- Politics and donation posts (not strict, but if it's extensive I may soft)

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mutual-exclusive, indie, selective

I'll follow back anyone I can see myself interacting with!

Affiliates: @.flordivina

Mains: @.weavewithin, @.kindredsmercy, @.sparklytimebun, @.unchainedsphere

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Going to be doing a full revamp of this mumu. If you want to rp with me in the meantime, @furinasopera is set up properly since I finally figured out how I wanted to format my text and other stuff.

I will be trying to keep all threads and will keep y'all updated on how the Revamp is going.

[furinasopera]

| Life is like an opera, so why believe that justice is not the same? |

Furina de Fontaine / Foclars ; Genshin Impact RP Blog

Selective ; Indie ; Private

21+ ; Lit ; Written by furi. <3

[furinasopera]

| Life is like an opera, so why believe that justice is not the same? |

Furina de Fontaine / Foclars ; Genshin Impact RP Blog

Selective ; Indie ; Private

21+ ; Lit ; Written by furi. <3

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@chaosmultiverse | Plotted Starter

There was too much things Briar could do with her newfound freedom that she felt a little lost. The rocks were so different than the concrete that she grown used to stepping on—it felt good though, grounding even.

Climbing what few trees there were was also very fun when she had the opportunity. Sometimes catching a bird here or there to eat, mainly raw because she had no idea how to actually cook anything. During the day, she would often fall asleep under the shade of the tree and get stuck awake most of the night.

She didn't mind being alone—hunger made it hard to think clearly sometimes. She felt like she would blackout and her head would hurt when she came to. Sometimes her bloodthirsty was manageable, other times it would feel like it was ripping into her skin.

She was free for a few days at that point, only straying far enough from Noxus Prime to get more wildlife to hunt. Otherwise, she didn't really know what she wanted to do.

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"One day, you'll be okay. For now? It's okay to hurt." The Matron would softly speak, a curious detail considering it was to Briar. She knew a lot in the Black Rose feared Vladimir's creation. Her, in the other hand? Looked at her with almost a motherly gaze, reaching out a hand to caress her hair. "What did they do to you?"

Briar wondered if what she felt was truly hurt—she wasn't certain what she felt, but yet again, had anyone asked her such a question? She wasn't even certain how she wanted to answer because she didn't expect anyone to find her. She left for a reason and she was tired of being chained down. She instinctively pulled away from the show of affection, almost as if she expected to be lashed by a hidden whip. Her eyes fixated on the strangely soft woman that she barely realized that the Matron asked another question.

"They—hurt me." She found it hard to keep her eyes on the stranger, mainly out of fear that there would be repercussions for her speaking. It was the first time she actually admitted that she was exactly that... Hurt. Not bodily—not anymore, but inside.

"Wounds still hurt, even though they are gone."

[shrineshadow]

"Will I ever be forgiven for the crime of my life?" Zaahen

Meme / Accepting!

It wasn't a question she knew how to answer. Even just the things she knew him to have been responsible for, would've been neigh impossible to picture how universal forgiveness could be reached; and she was certain that there were many things yet that he had never shared with her. She bit the inside of her cheek as she thought it over, looking out at the leaves blowing in the wind.

Finally, an answer came to her that felt kind. It was to return a question back. "Well, who do you want to be forgiven by?"

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He had expected many answers from Yunara—many choices and possibilities—yet a question was not one of them. It seemed odd that she chose a question before he recognized why she had chosen that as the answer. He closed his eyes—taking a deep breath before he answered.

"I suppose—You, Yunara." He purposely didn't elaborate, leaving the silence to fill the void between them. He kept his eyes closed and did not move from where he sat.

"You are the only person whose opinion matters to me now."

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(🌤️) - A memory they feel trapped in. (To Irelia, if you are still accepting those)

It was the first time that blood had stained those relics, coated in blood after blood. Noxians. Noxians were trying to take her land and people and she had to do such terrible things to keep them safe. She didn't wish to do anything of the sort. She was a dancer—she didn't wish to be a fighter, but people needed her to be and so she did.

People failed to see the dance beneath her blades and soon enough, she was not dancing without those blades. She thought it would end when she cut Swain's arm off that day—that she could return to being the dancer she wished to be, but it wasn't an option.

She was a warrior now and no one was willing to settle for a dancer any longer.

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' you're so lucky.' Her words left her lips with a heavy taste of sarcasm. (to Irelia)

"Lucky." Irelia said such words with unbridled disdain. The sarcasm was lost on her as anger took the words for their literal meaning.

"Lucky to be turned into a killer. From a dancer to a warrior? To be forever condemned to answer my people's calls no matter what? You may have broken free, Syndra, but I am still chained. There is no luck." Vitrol heavy in her voice as tears whelmed in her eyes as she stared down at her shaking hands. It felt like they were still dirty with blood.

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"you just love bringing that back up to annoy me."

Vladimir to LeBlanc

Emilia smirked widely.

"What made you think that, dear?" That coy smile on her face said it all. LeBlanc did everything for a reason—evidently that would be a plausible answer.

"Why would I have such selfish ambitions? I think I know someone who is much better at that." She shrugged smugly.

[raesource]

remove drafts / queue counts from the new post bar

this removes the ugly drafts & queue counts section that has come with the newest update . i know some of you will find it daunting seeing the numbers just sitting there, staring back at you, so this is a way to remove them .

to make the required changes, you will need to get the stylus extension that you can grab at the following links : chrome , firefox , opera , github .

firstly, you must write a new style by clicking on the plus sign . name it tumblr or something similar, just so you know what it's for . then, change the code 1 dropdown to urls on the domain - in the box type : tumblr.com .

copy & paste the following code into the big box below & then click on save next to the beautify button on the left-hand side .

.wZ2Na { display: none; }

if anything changes & i need to make an update or help you out in some other way, send an ask to let me know !

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🧨 : what pushes them past the point of restraint?

For LeBlanc

When her family or people she cares about are put directly in harms way. She has safeguarded herself mostly by making it harder to be someone she cares about. Unfortunately, as much as she would like to decline it, she is still human and as such has ties. Her notables being her Coven while her closest being Vladimir and Elise.

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🫀 : what emotion scares them the most?

For LeBlanc

LeBlanc is terrified of love. Throughout her two lives—she's learnt that love is something that she can't afford to give into. No matter what, she can't accept that she feels it anymore because of all that she has lost due to love.

Sahn-Uzal was the love of her life and brought her the greatest happiness while Mordekaiser killed everything she loved and destroyed the man she fell in love with. She is terrified that if she gives in—that she accepts love from anyone or gives it to anyone freely and without reason then she will suffer as she did when Mordekaiser was alive.

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I am delighted to announce @pale-revenant is OFFICIALLY ready! Help me break it in, lovelies.

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🐻

Our system had a really rough day so please. :0

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Also gonna reblog this for my day crowd too. <3

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🐻

Our system had a really rough day so please. :0

[litprompts]

reblog this and make a post with 🐻 to let your mutuals comment nice things about you and/or your portrayal on!