ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ 𝖠𝖳 ＢＥＳＴ ㅤㅤㅤ ‎ㅤㅤㅤ ‎ㅤ YOU'RE LIKE THE ＲＥＳＴ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ᴀɴᴏᴛʜᴇʀ sɪᴅᴇ, ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ᴀɴᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ＭＥＳＳ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ＭＥＳＳ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ＭＥＳＳ

ACC EVENT EPILOGUE :: ALL ROADS LEAD TO HOME > a solo by @wartornpaths.bsky.social CW: - none

If they can’t run their hands they shouldn’t run their mouth.

Be a part of the problem today.

If someone's testing you, the answer is violence.

Be the reason someone loses the confidence to be ignorant.

I may be dead in canon but I've returned to say that if someone's pissing you off, crack them over the head.

please won't someone take me home before i lose my mind

ooc. i know WAR is over but that's so quotable dahlia mun

I hope once all of this is said and done, this planet burns and all of us go with it.

𝘞𝘩𝘰'𝘴 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘱𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘪𝘵𝘺, 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘯' 𝘢𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘴?

‎ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ‎ ‎⚠⚠⚠ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ‎ ‎ \\ 𝙵𝙻𝙰𝚂𝙷 𝚆𝙰𝚁𝙽𝙸𝙽𝙶 //

meow . meow meow meow .

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‍ ‍ WE MUST DO WHAT IT TAKES TO SURVIVE .ᐟ ‍ ‍

ACC EVENT :: AND THE BELL TOLLS > a solo starter by @wartornpaths.bsky.social CW: - war mentioned

[ Yeah this isn’t part of the battle. Rescinding its blessing. ]

[ A child reigns supreme. Hm. I may look into that one. ]

( Utu and Cirrus on the same team? Oh this will be fun. )

🔴🟠🟡🟢🔵🟣 HOW IT WORKS: 🔴🟠🟡🟢🔵🟣

𝐈𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫, 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐥. 𝐆𝐨 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ quill.blue

Actually, WAR might watch this. It's been ages since there's been a harmless battle of this caliber. Maybe it can have .. fun.

Blessing the battlefield of paint. Enjoy everyone.

windy. and then they kissed

I may also be attempting to do that. This is not my specialty.

Someone ground the nuts.

A lot of grinding.

Peanut butter,..

And now it’s raining blood. Ominous but .. oddly calming.

Looking at the sky. Augh. Its eyes. Too bright. Moving on.

. . . ?

I am faring well. There is no conflicts at this moment. Not active, at least. Brewing is another story.

We meet again, WEATHER. Will these skies be turmoiled this day?

morning

this isn't the first i've written a poem with my own blood 、 but as long as you don't know 、 then i'll be alright .

Until the very end, I couldn’t hear the dull sound of your sobs.

if only i knew how much time i had left it would've been spent a bit more wise. . .

Please, hurry, leave me, I can't breathe – please don't say you love me.