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https://t.co/xIFgV6mrui Decided to move back to my og account. Please go follow @dilectusdiaboli ♡ I will be setting my pinned up for next few hours.
https://t.co/xIFgV6mrui I think I will move my account back to og Syl account...
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https://t.co/xIFgV6mrui Decided to move back to my og account. Please go follow @dilectusdiaboli ♡ I will be setting my pinned up for next few hours.
https://t.co/xIFgV6mrui I think I will move my account back to og Syl account...
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https://t.co/NSVVpO0E6N If you see me not following you, it's not because I soft blocked you ── it's because I moved back to my old account. Follow me here, please. I want all of you here!!!
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⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ´ཀ` ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ 𝕯𝖊𝖛𝖎𝖑'𝖘 𝓫𝓮𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓭 ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀you chose to dance with the devil , 𝒎𝒚 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒓 .
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https://t.co/xIFgV6mrui I think I will move my account back to og Syl account...
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Devils taking interest in me? Not the first time, but it gets interesting every time...
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. ⸻ 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝑫𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒍𝒔 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐛𝐞 𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝐛𝐲 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒄𝒉𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕. .
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"Seems like you know something about it..." She looked to him with curiosity in crimson eyes, that seemed to glow thanks to flames of the fire.
Through calmed bites and silent chewing, he quietly wondered how true Tsulora’s tales were. Likely another one of Dandelion’s colorful proses, although he knew the man in life. “Believing is a powerful thing. It can turn a docile farmer into a bloodthirsty zealot..”
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of the flesh between full lips. It wasn't half bad for a nightly snack, even if it wasn't blood.
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Not so young anymore, surely older than him... but her face and body weren't looking older than maybe thirty at best. She accepted the offered meat, taking it into pale hand. "Haven't had pleasure of hearing such stories... but I believe." She replied, taking piece >
A solitary “Hm” was her response, just as he turned back to the fire. Several small slivers of meat, turned to better char the skin, one held up for the young Nocturnis as he spoke. “Witchers are known to keep all sorts of company. You obviously haven’t heard of Vren Tsulora-
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due to his relationship with Regis, that particular witcher would have nothing against spending time with her kind. Which made her sit across from him, only the fire between them. In truth, she was lonely, too.
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"Witchers must feel lonely, no?" She asked, tilting her head as she looked to him with interest in crimson eyes. "Inviting a higher vampire to sit with is quite unusual. Especially when you know what am I." Her words were more of a tease, in fact. She knew that >
Her posture and tone were more refined than even the higher Nocturnum he’d encountered in the past. Geralt, silent as normal, couldn’t help but linger amber to crimson as she spoke, but turned to the sound. “It’s dead, and isn’t going anywhere. Long story, but I’m using it for-
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only smiling; this... this was like surge of happiness. Her forehead leaned against his. "Oh, my Tyrant..." she whispered. "It is such a joy to be yours... I can't express how it makes me feel, Enver..."
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To her, love was something foreign, too ── it was a distant dream, a desire deep within her heart that she believed would be never fulfilled. With Enver, however, she found it. Even then, his response knocked air out of her lungs and she remained quiet for a moment, >
ᅠ ᅠ for a moment , enver doesn't speak ; to hear words so 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐧 to him ... 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 , not once , had he been told those three words ... the archduke slithered » ᅠ ᅠ
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"𝘚𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘚𝘰𝘳𝘤𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘥𝘦. " Ｄｒｏｗ Ｆｉｇｈｔｅｒ “𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘢 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘰, 𝘪𝘵 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘴 𝘢 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘧𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘭.” #DNDRP #FantasyRP #BG3RP
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face. "Because..." Syl'varis leaned in to press her lips against his one more time, her hands snaking up to his tangle into his hair and slide against his neck. "I do love you, Enver..."
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Ah, finally ── the question asked. She wasn't exactly waiting for it to be asked, yet once she heard, she couldn't hide her emotions. Her expression softened, head tilted with a delicate smile curling her lips. "And if I say that I do?" She murmured, observing his >
ᅠ ᅠ his mouth curved into a grin , her touches and words were always so careful and deliberate . as if every time they interacted , it was a dance . enver leaned into every » ᅠ ᅠ
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She'll gladly listen about them all...
ᅠ ᅠ 𝙨𝙤 many things ... ᅠ ᅠ
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