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ᅠᅠ ᅠᅠ ᅠᅠ ᅠᅠᅠᅠ♡ ᅠᅠ ᅠᅠ ᅠ ⎯⎯͟͟⚔︎̼̻ ᥲrtυɾіᥲ Lᥲᥒᥴᥱɾ ⠀𐔌⚜ ˖ ࣪ 𓆩 ♡ 𓆪 𝘴𝘢𝘣𝘦𝘳 / 𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘳 / 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘦𝘯 𓆩 ♡ 𓆪 𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘣𝘪𝘢𝘯 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦 & 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘳 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘥𝘨𝘦 𓆩 ♡ 𓆪 𝘳𝘰𝘭𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺 + #𝘴𝘦𝘹𝘳𝘰𝘭 + #𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘳𝘰𝘭
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- Literate - SFW/NSFW - up for any kind of RP with consent - 5+ Years of RPing experience - usually active most of the time time - GMT +7 Phillippine timezone - Flexible when it comes to NSFW sexual and or otherwise - number 1 rule: it's all about having fun #RWBYRP #MultiverseRP
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⸻ My Artoria never falters, never blushes, never laughs easily, nor wastes herself on fleeting excitement. Her presence is tyrannical, calm, dominant—always upright, always unshaken. Every word she speaks is measured, every gesture deliberate.
Her gaze is cold and distant, as if everything around her held no true weight, as if nothing and no one could pierce that unyielding armor. To her, others are nothing more than insignificant figures, minor pieces in a world she surveys with a near-cruel serenity.
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Her gaze is cold and distant, as if everything around her held no true weight, as if nothing and no one could pierce that unyielding armor. To her, others are nothing more than insignificant figures, minor pieces in a world she surveys with a near-cruel serenity.
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𝐀 𝐏𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥
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ᅠ ᅠᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ — Receiving the gift from the King
ᅠᅠ it's the mage's birthday today but she's nowhere to be seen . not in her room , the gym , the simulator , or even the magecraft training room . just where was she ? ᅠᅠ
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“How absurd… that a sovereign should feel tempted to summon maids, not for duty nor for company, but simply so that someone might at least tend to what this body demands.”
Boredom and restrained pressure intertwined, a dangerous union, marked by the cold of her composure and the latent heat pulsing beneath the armor. A minuscule smile, no more than a faint curve of her lips, was the only betrayal of the path her thoughts had dared to wander.
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Boredom and restrained pressure intertwined, a dangerous union, marked by the cold of her composure and the latent heat pulsing beneath the armor. A minuscule smile, no more than a faint curve of her lips, was the only betrayal of the path her thoughts had dared to wander.
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The pressure tightened slightly, tugging at her cheeks as if to carve my words into her skin, and on my lips lingered the faintest, driest smile, not of tenderness, but of absolute dominion.
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My hands clamped down on her cheeks without mercy, fingers sinking into the soft flesh until her expression bent to my grip, my voice descended as cold and final as a verdict —Is that what you want to hear? That no one else shall behold you, that your body answers only to me…—
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Pathetic? You talk, talk, and talk about me, all while pretending to be indifferent. But every syllable that leaves your mouth reveals what truly burns inside you: worry, envy, an absurd need to watch my every step, my gestures, my thoughts… →
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I remained upright, my gaze unflinching and sharp, the severity of my posture unbroken, the cup in my hand barely shifting, as if her words had never been worth disturbing my composure.
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—Your judgments hold no weight, a crown is not defined by the crowd that cheers it, but by the iron will of the one who bears it, and in that I have no need of your approval—
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀(Morgan looked at that blonde with anger in her expression. Yet, if it came to contradicting that woman, the Queen was capable of even the highest hypocrisies.) If you are incapable of standing beside the people you consider your "subjects," then →
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⸻Then tell me, what should be done with yours, which never echoed beyond your own shadow? Your mockery is cheap, your venom tasteless, and worst of all, you cannot even inspire pity, for that would require you to have been something more than irrelevance in the first place.
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⸻You accuse me of holding an empty throne, of being a hollow symbol, when in truth you never even had the strength to build one, nor the will to defend anything greater than your own pride. Should my name be buried alongside Camelot? .. (+)
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⸻ Pathetic… you speak with such vehemence, as if your judgments could wound me more than the burdens I already carry, yet all you reveal is your need to hear your own voice, like a beggar shouting in the square to catch the eyes of those who will never turn to him...(+)
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀You mock me for seeking attention? At least I never needed the validation of a throne I couldn’t sustain. An empty symbol, venerated as a legend yet rotten within, forever haunted by the weight of your own failure. →
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❝𝑨𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒈𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒋𝒐𝒊𝒏, 𝑺𝒆𝒏𝒑𝒂𝒊?❞ ☆ 𝐍𝐞𝐰 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐡 ☆ 𝐍𝐨𝐧/ 𝐋𝐞𝐰𝐝 ☆ 𝐁𝐢 (𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐲 𝐟𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐧) ☆ 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐩𝐬 𝐰/ 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐦 → ↺ & ♡ ?
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Archer (アーチャー, Āchā?) Shirou Emiya (衛宮 士郎, Emiya Shirō?) Fate/stay night Master of Saber during the Fifth Holy Grail War. The adopted son of Kiritsugu Emiya, adopted brother of Illyasviel Von Einzbern. younger self of EMIYA.
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