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TRAGEDICN is an independent, selective, low-activity multimuse blog featuring both canon and original muses of various multimedia sources.

blog may feature mature themes such as violence, death, and sexual subjects; it is NOT recommended for those under the age of 18 years old.

portrayals are written by GENIE / 29 years old [she/her]. i work full-time so i may not always be online, but am always reachable via discord.

currently on SEMI-HIATUS ⸻ mostly active on discord

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please read the rules! if you have any questions, don't hesitate to reach out to me!

blogroll : @ardauntly | @jadexorcist | @wranglcr my beloveds: @luvdive — @mcirei / @praedctor — @mangher — @mamoritxi / @yakxsoku — @ambivalent-auguries — @givingnightcall

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yall liking but not acting, im disappointed

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icb im wanting smut at work again . . .

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Don't wanna drive another mile without knowin' you're breathin' So, won't you stay, won't you stay, won't you stay with me?

a really poor CEZHOU edit / non-rp & non-mutuals dni

#( zechuan | misc )#( edits. )#im so proud of this #also yes i know the lyrics is swear your soul to Jesus but uhhh #it didn't fit the themeeee

Don't wanna drive another mile without knowin' you're breathin' So, won't you stay, won't you stay, won't you stay with me?

a really poor CEZHOU edit / non-rp & non-mutuals dni

#( zechuan | misc )#( edits. )

my sister wants to know what kinda podcasts ppl would listen to nowadays . . . like what really appeals?

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"A little practice never hurts."

He shows off, doing a hand stand and doing more kicks. Of course he does it all in one hand now, the innate emotion to show off is always with him. of course no one gets hurt, and his ego gets a boost.

Kick. Kick. Kick.

"Oh traveller, would you care to learn more?"

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soft laughter falling from pale lips as she watches him execute numerous tricks, "do show me more, then," she replies, eyes following the other's motions. it's fluid and rapid, no gaps in the other's actions, "i would not say i can mimic your motions," jiaying comments, a tilt of her head. setting her blade down to lean against the wall, "though, i am understanding the way to do so."

#( jiaying | threads )#windsenvelope

thanks for everyone's kind words, i cried until my head hurts and tbf crying didn't solve much of my problems . . . i might set up a donation link, and i honestly hate having to ask for help but if i can do smth in return, i'd love to in any way — be it base icons or writing comms . . . i'll just have to take the time to figure out my situation and stuff first

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know that if i disappear, it is not by choice . . . things in my life have reached a point of explosion and im realizing im v short on money and also not doing well mentally . . . im genuinely trying to figure out how to generate more income without killing my mental health even more and i hate to ask for money without giving smth in return . . . im just struggling really badly and im sorry

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One kick, two kicks, three kicks, the shuttlecock kept shuffling from one leg to the other. On one hand, it was a good way to keep up his training, and on the other hand he was terribly bored. no new challengers lately, and though he's very relaxed most of the time. He does like a challenge...

"Hello there traveler."

Tap, tap, tap.

"You play Jianzi?"

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watching the up-down of the shuttlecock, she notes his agility . . . a hum, "i wouldn't say i'm the best at it," she replies, eyes still following his movements and motions with the game. "i've tried it myself but i can't say i'd be able to keep the game going for more than 5 attempts." she chuckles.

#( jiaying | threads )#thanks for the starter!#windsenvelope

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH MORTENAX BLADE CAME HOME IN MY FIRST 10 PULL

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mm i'm waiting for the server to go live so i can pull for my maansssss

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"You have another bruise..." there was a hint of something in his voice but he tried not to let it be obvious what it is. "We haven't been in any conflicts lately, and I didn't want to say it on the Express but someone else might notice." He was silent then pulled off his jacket and handed it to her. "Here, until we get back. We can just say you had to borrow it." - Dan Heng to Stelle

another . . . bruise?

her hand instinctively reaches for her neck, she was careful this time . . . but in her motion, she catches the bruise in question and she pauses. that wasn't there before, but then again, she had learned that bruises take a while to develop.

"thanks," she mumbles as she slips on dan heng's offered jacket . . . it's warm and his scent clings to the fabric. it's oddly soothing, to be swaddled in his scent, reassuring . . . she knows she's in for another round of interrogation when they get a moment alone, she can't even lock him out of her room . . . it never felt right to lock her doors to bar the other crew members from entering . . .

"i was careful," she said, apologetic and guilty, unable to meet dan heng's eyes. hoping this was enough to offset any sort of ANGER he had, "i overestimated their grip strength," she mumbles, like a child caught with their hand in the cookie jar.

#( stelle | answered )#thanks for sending!#praedctor