Wouldn’t mind fighting a Hulk …🤔

The day we stepped back, the world turned feral. Not all at once. It rotted slowly under masks that had forgotten what the ‘𝐒’ meant. Now they wear justice like armor, so I returned not to lead. To remind them, power without restraint is 𝐓𝐘𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐘* in disguise. ‍ ‍

Thor, wielder of the tempest’s wrath, weight of infinity upon his shoulders. His legacy? A storm that will never cease. The 𝙣𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙣 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙣𝙤𝙗𝙡𝙚, for it is truly ——— 𝐌𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐘.

With the sigh of a god long bored of inferiority, Gilgamesh raised his hand — lazily, mockingly, as though brushing aside the notion of struggle, The enemy raised their blade. Foolish. A single, sardonic breath escaped him, somewhere between laughter and a yawn. Then ⊱

𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆 ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ 𝒍𝒆𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 '°•-._ fₗₑₑₜᵢₙg 𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕡𝕚𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕤 𝒈𝒐 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒚

‎❪ 𝗠𝗔𝗧𝗖𝗛𝗨𝗣 # 3 ❫ THOR EMERGES VICTORIOUS. @sonofod.bsky.social #𝘼𝙃𝙅𝙄𝙉 ༒ #𝖲𝖧𝖠𝖣𝖮𝖶𝖲𝖪𝖨𝖱𝖬𝖨𝖲𝖧

Gunpowder Gospel.

His throne was a cairn of cracked helms, his court, the hush before impact. He strode the Nine like a war-chant, bridging Midgard to Asgard with the heel of his wrath. Thor, breaker of staves, splitter of sky, 𝗳𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁𝗯𝗼𝗿𝗻 of the storm’s spine. He did not reign. He resounded.

The rapture of 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘀𝘁, not the triumph of kings, but the birth cry of the storm. Thor, a god swaddled in fury, had no crown of jewels, he wore the tempest itself as his cloak, a mantle woven of shattered skies and screaming winds. A time untouched by subtlety, where the

And so, with the certainty of a predator who knew no other way, he began to move—silent as the storm, as inevitable as the ice that would soon claim this place.

Beneath the fathomless black sky, where stars dared not shine, the wilderness was a canvas of bleached silence, stretched taut and blanketed in eternal snow. Amidst this alabaster sea of solitude stood the stoic wrath of 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗪𝗼𝗹𝘃𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗲, a shadow among shadows, a living scar upon the landscape.

A billion sentinels of pine swayed beneath the unrelenting breath of the wind, their limbs stretching and twisting like skeletal hands in the grip of a phantom gale. The frigid air howled through the forest, a symphony of sorrow and desolation that seemed to echo the very heartbeat of the land.

‍ ‍ 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘴. 𝘖𝘯𝘦 𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘳. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘭𝘦𝘨𝘢𝘤𝘺 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦. ‍ ‍

It triggers something old in him. A discipline. A resolve. Militance, drawn from muscle memory and moral debt. And like a moth to flame, the acrid perfume of black powder becomes his compass, sulfur guiding him through the inferno. ‍ ‍

The cold hangs low tonight—dense, like guilt. Moisture sweats from the concrete and coils in the alleys, thick with the acid tang of burnt rubber, old steel, and city rot. Industrial breath. Artificial. Poisonous. It stings his nose, coats his tongue. ‍ ‍

Gunpowder Gospel.

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ㅤ I AM 𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄 ㅤ

𝑬𝒍 𝑫𝒊𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒐. ‍ ‍

Into the night. ‍ ‍

⠀ HOW ⠀COULD ⠀I ⠀𝙀𝙑𝙀𝙍 ⠀TELL⠀⠀ 𝘏𝘐𝘔⠀ ⠀❨ . . . ❩⠀I⠀⠀WANT⠀⠀YOU⠀ BY⠀MY⠀SIDE⠀⁎⠀UNTIL⠀I⠀𝘋𝘙𝘈𝘞⠀ MY ⠀⠀⠀⠀L͟A͟S͟T͟⠀⠀⠀⠀BREATH⠀? ┈ 𝘾𝙃𝘼 𝙃𝘼𝙀 - 𝙄𝙉. ⠀

⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐉𝐔𝐃𝐆𝐄

⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝘐'𝘔 𝘕𝘖𝘛 𝘑𝘜𝘚𝘛 𝘈𝘕𝘠 𝘉𝘌𝘠𝘖𝘕𝘋𝘌𝘙 . 𝗜'𝗠 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝗕𝗘𝗬𝗢𝗡𝗗𝗘𝗥 .ᐟ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

‍ ‍ EVEN 𝙄𝙁 THAT 𝑴𝑬𝑨𝑵𝑺 : E̲V̲E̲R̲Y̲ SINGLE 𝙷͟𝚄͟𝙽͟𝚃͟𝙴͟𝚁͟ IN THE 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐋𝐃 BECOMES 𝗠͜͡𝗬 𝙀͜𝐍𝐄̶𝐌̶𝐘̶ ‍ ‍ — 𝐒 𝐔 𝐍 𝐆 𝗝 𝗜 𝗡 𝗪 𝗢 𝗢. ‍ ‍

“ We will protect this place that is regarded as … your 𝒉𝒐𝒎𝒆, I say to thee now, for whate’er dreaded foe threatens it — - Thor will meet them. I pledge my strength, my heart, my very 𝑳𝑰𝑭𝑬. “ #𝐀𝐇𝐉𝐈𝐍 ༒ #𝗡𝗘𝗪𝗢𝗥𝗗𝗘𝗥 ——— Next @chahaein.bsky.social

‍ ‍ I DO NOT EXIST: THERE EXIST BUT THE THOUSANDS OF GRAVES THAT REFLECT ME.

The 𝖈𝙧𝙪𝙚𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙩, the most 𝚄͟𝙽͟𝙽͟𝙰͟𝚃͟𝚄͟𝚁͟𝙰͟𝙻͟ 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒕 on the face of the earth, the one most likely to 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒚 everything - is 𝐦𝐚𝐧...

… How does a man search for his own 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘭 . ‍ ‍

dni.

ken Being worked on 👀

LORE build of your muses before they became captains, involving your own stories you’ve developed separately to add more emphasis on their status.

ken Now. What if I were to create a FACTION/ group with the same system of the Gotei 13, Captain and Lieutenants. 13 MVRP captains assigned with their respective lieutenants. I’m introducing this metric because

ken Before someone tries to do the overdone joke and have it fall back to 999. Thank you for the support and all of the interactions thus far. I may not be able to write with every single person, but I appreciate y’all enjoying the portrayal. Couldn’t have imagine building on a new platform, yet

“I ᴀᴍ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴀ ᴘʟᴀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ, ᴀ ᴘᴀᴡɴ. I ᴡᴀs ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ɪɴ ᴀ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜɪs. I ʀᴇᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀ, I Tʜʀɪᴠᴇ. I'ᴍ Tʜᴇ BLACK WIDOW ᴀɴᴅ ᴇᴠᴇɴ Dᴇᴀᴛʜ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴍᴇ.” Minors DNI Dark content Single ship ♡&↻ #Marvelrp #BlacWidowrp

⠀ 𝗧𝗘𝗡𝗦𝗛𝗜 𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐁𝐀𝐍 . ⠀

❝I WILL BURN MY DREAD.❝ ››› mitsuru kirijo. heiress to the kirijo group. leader and creator of the shadow operatives. former sees leader. post p4au. a roleplay account set in the persona verse. another muse of #pαѕтelpαlleтeѕ.