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Chasing mama
they call me the looksmaxxer. not because I’m actually trying to looksmax but because boys find me curled on the floor whimpering in pain attractive
crow’s cloak being gifted to him by cayde & having ribbons & a beak similar to osiris’ robes/hood is something i will never recover from. i adore when a character’s design becomes a tapestry of the people that have impacted their life (whether possessed at the time or otherwise)
thinking about weird oc lore bits as usual but this only really applies to a certain lore setting i never work on
i have new fav character he lwk a loser but he serves anyways misses you
i doubt he’s serving
hiiii i feel like i've been gone forever but 🪱🪱🪱 always excited for brothel gale <3
hiya crowwwww!!! youve been missedddd thank you so much for the ask!!
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"Go that way" she pleads, the rising panic in her voice ringing in gales ears as he does so, making sure not to track any more blood through where the girls already cleaned, the squelch-slap-squelch of soaked cloth striking the flooring recedes as he backs away. He's down the stairs and onto the main floor where the big earners sleep, there are three now at La Belle Cuisse and Marion is one of them. He knocks and enters, there are no locked doors in this house.
For the word drabble challenge, I'll give you:
✿ Storm
Hi CrOw,
did you ask for 100 words of angst? :D Thank you for your prompt! <3
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“A storm is coming,” Shuuichi‘s mother told him in lieu of a farewell when they parted ways before the end. “Be careful not to be swept away.”
And as he‘s driving through the rain with nothing but silence from the other end of the radio, he realizes that it might already be too late for it.
Suddenly there‘s his voice, too quiet and unmistakably hurt. “Akai… don‘t come here. Just… let me go.”
“Never,” he answers and presses down the throttle. He failed Akemi, he failed Scotch, he won‘t fail Rei as well.
His speeding motor howls with the wind.
I moved my potted jasmine closer to where the crows are for more sun so
You guys better not eat it 🫵