「 どこまでも このうたの おもいでは 消えない 」 ⋮ 𝖒emoria. ─────────── Out there lies a mirror with a world inside it. Beautiful, bewitching .. not all can look within it. Care to take your chances and peer in its depths? category ; apply-fiction, yandere. section ; oc x li

✦ - 𝗇𝗲𝗽𝗲𝗇t𝘩𝗲 🢒 (𝗇.) 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖼𝖺𝗉𝖺𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝖻𝗅𝗂𝗏𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗈 𝗀𝗋𝗂𝖾𝖿 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗎𝖿𝖿𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 🢒 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗌𝗒𝗇𝗈𝗇𝗒𝗆, 𝗺𝗼𝗻𝗲𝘆. ⎰ - ✦ 𝙨𝙦𝗎𝗂𝖽 𝗴𝖺𝗺𝗲 𝖺𝗳. 𝖺𝗽𝗽𝗹𝘆𝗳𝗂𝖼 𝙨t𝖺t𝗎𝙨 :: [𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧]

You Were Always One Of Those Blessed With Lucky Sevens. ... ( ©2024 - @charlier1ots - OPEN ) ... The fires built sky high and we blew them over. Now they spread as far as the coast. Hellfire rain down in gold. Hellfire move in after times of old.

And Here We All Thought We'd Be Ready For The End. ... ( OPEN - 2025 - @mania-is-a-sin ) ... Run little bastards. Run as fast as you can. Because the monsters are coming. And you'll only wish they were As sweet as the gingerbread man.

Lady Luck Really Screwed Us Over Huh? ... ( OPEN - 2025 - @mania-is-a-sin ) ... And the same was on the other side. Oh I know we can beat them. As bad as we are. Then maybe we can be heroes. If only for one day.

our hearts are monsters, our ribs are their cages. aristorias ☥ march 2025 apply status: open atm

' Vengeance Never Tasted So Bitter On My Tongue . ' Where there is goodwill, malice follows, and where kings and queens have once held dominion, roots sink beneath cobblestone. Capes and crowns of thorns embedded with gold, precious jewelry, and silk are not enough to make a ruler in these barren lands, no. To be a King here, you must prove yourself, to your people, and to the dead, who crawl onto the dirt, eating the spit and remains of the living; black blood festers in ways many do not expect, and for one whose place and title was stripped from his body and name, being King is no easy feat, no. To be a King here comes with a price, and so you must fight. Do you want power? Fight for it. Do you want tribute? Kill for it. Do you want a legacy? Stain the land with the blood of your people. Fear nothing, and go take the throne. ' Long Live The King, The People Chanted, So I Cut Off His Head. '