Nov 7, 2022
I forgot how nice the tagging system is on Tumblr compared to Twitter, so it’s a lot nicer to organize
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I forgot how nice the tagging system is on Tumblr compared to Twitter, so it’s a lot nicer to organize
Looks like I got a lil something going for my updated account, i’ll try to tweak it more later but it’s at least satisfactory so far!
He’s staring out from the crumpled mess of his tower, adjusting his outfit. A reaper’s scythe is collapsed and folded behind his back just beneath the cloak. A glance is given to the moon. The Hunt is Soon.
Feel free to send me a 🖋 for a rp prompt! Time to get this show on the road.
He’s rubbing his wrist, squinting a small bit in pain. One wrong slip could mean death and he nearly met his. It’s swollen, wrenched wrong. Able to be moved but incredibly sore.
Strix whenever he has to actively interact with anyone.
He wonders how its like to have a family, a true family. While he has an adoptive parental figure, she’s not quite his mother. Even in spite of calling her ‘Ma’ he knows that family can be oh-so-different. What is it like? Is it warm?
Something crawled across the top of his tower roof, needless to say he’s probably not sleeping well tonight. If at all.