𝐓𝐖𝐎.
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𝐌𝐃𝐍𝐈. 𝟐𝟏+ 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐑.
Joined December 2022
⎯⎯ thudded, wet, onto the floorboards. As it rolled, it left a slick, scarlet passage.〝 'Cause you're going there. You can run, and run, and run away, all you like. No-one can stop you. It's safe, can't you feel it? Can't you feel how much I love you ⎯⎯ all of you? 〞
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⎯⎯ vague, bloodied flesh. Her esophagus wound about the cultist's tongue like seething, pink twine, quivering with embryonic would-be words. 〝 But you really should've believed more, 〞he said, calmly, as his next bite frayed her neck's skin and her disembodied head ⎯⎯
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⎯⎯ wintriness of the Lord Founder's touch was not at all as she remembered. The woman was so focused on her saviour's hands that she didn't notice him closing in. His dagger-like canines punctured her throat and, recoiling from his prey, Dōma drew out a sling of ⎯⎯
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⎯⎯ luxurious perch to his feet in one sinuous motion. He cupped the woman's shaking hands within his own, even though he had been several strides removed from her only a moment ago. It must've been her frantic mind, she told herself, and kept telling herself, as the ⎯⎯
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⎯⎯ 〝 B-But my husband, 〞the woman stammered,〝 I think he knows ... about us. I think he knows I don't believe in any of that paradise stuff, that I'm only here for you⎯⎯ 〞 𝘖𝘩. 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘰𝘯𝘦. 〝 Well, I'm really flattered, 〞Dōma lied, manoeuvring from his ⎯⎯
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⎯⎯ to confess this month. Dōma took longer to recall the woman's features than he did committing to an act of compassion he didn't comprehend. 〝 I love you, too, 〞he answered, the words tasteless to him, dry, like motes of dust. 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦 .ᐣ ⎯⎯
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⎯⎯ rested his chin atop the ball of his hand. It wasn't as if he, himself, had any investment in this confession. He'd heard the words so frequently, weaponising them on great occasions, that their already-meagre power had diminished. She wasn't even the first woman ⎯⎯
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〝 I love you. 〞 February always brought out his followers' vulnerable sides. Perhaps it was something in the air ⎯⎯ something almost cathartic in the wake of the New Year, or something prophetic for the century yet to come. Dōma sat upright on his cushion, and ⎯⎯
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ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ 𝐂𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐀𝐋 𝐎𝐏𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 : 𝐔𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐑 𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐖𝐎 𝐯𝐬. 𝐘𝐔𝐓𝐀 𝐎𝐊𝐊𝐎𝐓𝐒𝐔 .ᐟ ( 𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐍'𝐓 𝐖𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄 ? )
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⠀ ⠀⠀ ͡┈ ⠀༯ ⠀@sonderveils⠀⨾༊ ⠀
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𝐗𝐈𝐈 ) I always love writing Dōma. Muse for him comes very easily. In the past, Yhwach. I feel like I let myself down towards the end and lost sight ( lol ) of why I wanted to write him. I had fun diving into headcanons, lore, and coming up with his ancient, pre-Yhwach self.
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𝐗𝐈 ) I'm open to any/all kinds of themes because I'm trying to expand as a writer. I'm really bad at slice of life/casual threads, so those only because they're my weakness haha. In terms of interactions, I lose muse fast if I'm the only one pushing the narrative forward.
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