The 𝕯𝖊𝖛𝖎𝖑、𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐄.
@taintedcross
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❝ 𝓢peak of 𝖍𝖎𝖒、and 𝖍𝖊 shall 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞. ❞
He、the 𝖒𝖔𝖓𝖆𝖗𝖈𝖍 of 𝖍𝖊𝖑𝖑、will be always the 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 to be summoned、as he is the only 𝐨𝐧𝐞 who can make your 𝔡𝔢𝔰𝔦𝔯𝔢𝔰 into reality.
Joined May 2019
ㅤ ㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ ㅤ https://t.co/eBtZ0wor34 ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤHaise Lucifer. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤTW // Flash and glitch ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ https://t.co/Uoh9XXSXBY ㅤ ㅤ
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ㅤ The 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆’s costume is another king.ᐣ.ᐟ Guess even 𝔯𝔬𝔶𝔞𝔩𝔱𝔶 can be only 𝔪𝔞𝔱𝔠𝔥𝔢𝔡 by its 𝐨𝐰𝐧. ㅤ ㅤ
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as an em dash (—) lover and chronic user, i am so sad that AI always uses it, so now i’m afraid that every time i’m writing something, people think it’s AI. how do i write professional (and witty) paragraphs now??
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⠀ ⠀ ハイセ。 ⠀ ❝ How so、little one.ᐣ ❞ The words slid out low and amused、shadow-crimson eyes cutting through the air、pinning the other in place as if 𝖍𝖊 were already peeling back his soul、layer by trembling layer. ⠀ ⠀
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⠀ ⠀ ハイセ。 ⠀ The 𝕯𝖊𝖛𝖎𝖑 arched a brow、the motion lazy、almost mocking. The look on 𝖍𝖎𝖘 face played at curiosity、but the faint lift at the corner of 𝖍𝖎𝖘 lips betrayed something closer to pride like 𝖍𝖊’d already claimed the answer. ⠀ ⠀
⠀⠀ immediately furrowing his brows as his gaze met @taintedcross' own ones, before he decided to approach the other. " you reek of death. " ⠀⠀
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𝐅𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐡—the taste 𝔰𝔴𝔢𝔢𝔱、the air 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘬 with the scent of 𝔭𝔩𝔢𝔞𝔰𝔲𝔯𝔢；a 𝖉𝖎𝖛𝖎𝖓𝖊 𝖔𝖋𝖋𝖊𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖌、𝖘𝖚𝖗𝖗𝖊𝖓𝖉𝖊𝖗𝖊𝖉 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖗𝖊𝖘𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖓𝖈𝖊.
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𝐅𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐡—the taste 𝔰𝔴𝔢𝔢𝔱、the air 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘬 with the scent of 𝔭𝔩𝔢𝔞𝔰𝔲𝔯𝔢；a 𝖉𝖎𝖛𝖎𝖓𝖊 𝖔𝖋𝖋𝖊𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖌、𝖘𝖚𝖗𝖗𝖊𝖓𝖉𝖊𝖗𝖊𝖉 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖗𝖊𝖘𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖓𝖈𝖊.
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⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀@taintedcross ．．．۶ৎ ⠀ ⠀"𝔟𝗅𝖾𝗌𝗌𝖾𝖽 be you, girl." "Promised to 𝘮𝘦 by a man who can only feel 𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘥 and 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘵 towards you." ⠀
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⠀ ⠀ ハイセ。 ⠀ Interesting、huh.ᐣ Careful where those eyes wander—might lose 'em. ⠀ ⠀
️️ ️️ ️️ ️️️️ ️️ ️️ ️️ @taintedcross ——— STAB &̲ KISS 💌⌇ well dont they look interesting 、 that he cant say. ️️ ️️ ️️ ️️
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ㅤ ㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ハイセ.⠀⠀ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤHaise ♱ Lucifer. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ Main Account: @HaiseLucifer ㅤ ㅤ
say my name like a prayer.
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⠀ ⠀ ハイセ。 ⠀ Stolen from the timeline、interact with me. Drop your nn、and I’ll guess if you radiate enemies to lovers、friends to lovers、academic rivals、slow burn romance、or fake dating kind of trope ⠀ ⠀
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⠀ ⠀ ハイセ。 ⠀ 𝕳𝖎𝖘 brow twitched. She looked at the photo like it held something cursed、like she’d seen something absurd—something that hurt. ⠀ ⠀
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⠀ ⠀ ハイセ。 ⠀ A single moment caught on film、never again. The waiting burned. Watching her work—watching her ability in motion. The way she could find someone just by looking at their picture. But、then、her face shifted. ⠀ ⠀
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⠀ ⠀ ハイセ。 ⠀ (̶I̶t̶ ̶m̶a̶d̶e̶ ̶h̶i̶m̶ ̶l̶o̶o̶k̶ ̶a̶l̶m̶o̶s̶t̶ ̶h̶u̶m̶a̶n̶.̶)̶ ❝ 𝗙𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗯𝗿𝗮𝘁 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗺𝗲. ❞ No waiting. No pleasantries. 𝕳𝖊 shoved the photo into her hands—old、worn at the edges. The only one 𝖍𝖊 had. ⠀ ⠀
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⠀ ⠀ ハイセ。 ⠀ following 𝖍𝖎𝖒 like they knew where 𝖍𝖊 was headed. When 𝖍𝖊 found her、they stopped—settling at her feet—𝖍𝖎𝖘 presence towering over her like a storm just before the rain. A worried look etched deep across 𝖍𝖎𝖘 face. ⠀ ⠀
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⠀ ⠀ ハイセ。 ⠀ Maybe a few words exchanged in a month. Sometimes months of nothing. But、still、when they saw each other、it never felt unfamiliar. ❝ Tori. ❞ 𝕳𝖊 made 𝖍𝖎𝖘 way to her building. Shadows clung to the corners of the streets、 ⠀ ⠀
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⠀ ⠀ ハイセ。 ⠀ Anxious—if 𝖍𝖊 had to admit it. Weeks had passed since 𝖍𝖎𝖘 sibling went missing. No contact. No sightings. Not a damn whisper of that brat. So、𝖍𝖊 did what 𝖍𝖊 never thought 𝖍𝖊 would—went to the other one. The sibling 𝖍𝖊 barely spoke to. ⠀ ⠀
ᅠ ᅠ ᅠᅠᅠ Victoria always had a strange ability—she could tell where someone was just by looking at their photo. So when you came to her about your missing sibling, it pained her to say this: they weren’t in one place. They were in several. ᅠ ᅠ
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⠀ ⠀ ハイセ。 ⠀ ❝ You can keep it、 ❞ 𝖍𝖊 says、voice low. Offhand. Like 𝖍𝖊’s handing out candy to a kid. Like it means nothing. ❝ Don’t need it right now anyway. ❞ ⠀ ⠀
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⠀ ⠀ ハイセ。 ⠀ A .38 Special meant for 𝖍𝖎𝖘 revolver. 𝕳𝖎𝖘 gaze shifts—from her hand to her face、then back again. And slowly、𝖍𝖊 closes her fingers over it—pressing it into her palm like 𝖍𝖊’s planting something there. ⠀ ⠀
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⠀ ⠀ ハイセ。 ⠀ Still、𝖍𝖊’s confused—doesn’t really get what she means by 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘯’𝘵 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘵. But、𝖍𝖊 nods anyway. Awkward. Doesn’t fit the scene、doesn’t fit 𝙝𝙞𝙢. Then、𝖍𝖊 looks down—at her hand. She’s holding 𝖍𝖎𝖘 bullet. ⠀ ⠀
⠀⠀⠀ in situations like these , she wouldn’t notice how strong she was until they’d be knocked down. . . perhaps this was her lucky day.ᐟ ⠀⠀⠀⠀
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