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@zilmdat
god said: god made you. god does not care if you are “guilty” or not.
i said: i care if I am guilty! I CARE IF I AM GUILTY!. . .
god was silent. everything was silent. i lay back down in the snow.
𝐁𝐄𝐆𝐈𝐍 . 𝙹𝙰𝙼𝙴𝚂 𝙱𝚄𝙲𝙷𝙰𝙽𝙰𝙽 𝙱𝙰𝚁𝙽𝙴𝚂 - 𝙱𝚄𝙲𝙺𝚈 of 𝙼𝙰𝚁𝚅𝙴𝙻 𝙲𝙾𝙼𝙸𝙲𝚂. i am 616 based. this blog is 21+, mutually exclusive, private and selective. 𝐈𝐌𝐏. el, 28, she/they. 𝐄𝐒𝐓. april 2021.
𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐒 ➺ carrd › aesthetic sideblog › reed richards
hi. kinda wanna reboot joel
at the end of every dream, there's a demon saying "i didn't need help to ruin my life", dancing with the devil in the pale moonlight made a deal with the devil, an apparition that bleeds, what's the price of your body if it is taken for free? ― independent bucky barnes from marvel comics.
god i love bucky
bucky texts back once a year
bucky whenever he shaves his beard off and cuts his hair
ahem, please give this post a like and i will create a starter for us !!
also who is widely wanted to be written in the batman fandom these days…
if one wanted to read batman comics per say where would one start - serious inquiries jekeksbf
me remembering bucky has a sister
magic knows no master. it belongs to neither gods nor man. 𝗶𝘁 𝗶𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗶𝗻-𝗯𝗲𝘁𝘄𝗲𝗲𝗻. 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘢𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘦𝘥𝘨𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘶𝘯𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘺. a hidden string secretly linking all things that only the adroit may tug free. it's a threshold crossed only by rote or by rites. 𝑎 𝑐𝑙𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑒 𝑝𝑎𝑡ℎ 𝑐ℎ𝑜𝑜𝑠𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑤ℎ𝑜 𝑎𝑚𝑜𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑐𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑠 𝑓𝑢𝑚𝑏𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑑 𝑑𝑖𝑣𝑖𝑛𝑖𝑡𝑦 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒍𝒚 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑡ℎ𝑦. it is the moon's gentle glissando of tides and all the liminal pools of life it leaves behind -- each one glimmering and small and infinitely lonely. it is the place none can follow, an implication lurking behind words, the coil of rope before it cinches in purpose -- 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐮𝐞 𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐧. 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚌 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚍𝚊𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚛. one may become adept in magic's navigation; but never in its dominion. because magic rules itself. and mortality simply bears witness.
𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑎, by layilil.
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ahem, please give this post a like and i will create a starter for us !!
at the end of every dream, there's a demon saying "i didn't need help to ruin my life", dancing with the devil in the pale moonlight made a deal with the devil, an apparition that bleeds, what's the price of your body if it is taken for free? ― independent bucky barnes from marvel comics.
started a cyberpunk replay and thinking of cp bucky fondly
❛ @markmans asked: you guys can never aim for shit. ❜
clint's words cause his brown to furrow, the sound of bullets whizzing overhead and implanting themselves in concrete only momentarily distracting. " you're gonna offend the droids - i mean all they are is buckets of bolts. shitty, rusted bolts. " bucky guffaws as he looks for a way for them to either a.) escape or b.) counterattack.
being pressed for time, he opts for b, eyes landing on a tank that looked both hefty and combustible enough for the challenge. his chosen firearm for this momentary detour however, sits in the middle of a pile of debris, so he turns with a quizzical expression. " think you can manage hit to that vat? less you wanna pal around with these guys a little longer. "
@phantasticus
me looking for panels of reed for editing like babe this is body horror
