⠀ ،̲،̲ 𝕭𝗘𝗙𝗢𝗥𝗘 𝗗𝗔𝗪𝗡 ﹔
@sungifted.bsky.social
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⠀⠀@stargifted — 山无陵，江水为竭。冬雷震震夏雨雪，天地合，乃敢与君绝。
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⠀⠀@stargifted — 山无陵，江水为竭。冬雷震震夏雨雪，天地合，乃敢与君绝。
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Before his arrival, not even for a second had you stopped to wonder whether the dream was real or not. The fluttering of the butterflies, the singing of the birds, even the sound of water running coming from the fountain was real enough to make you feel like this was your real home.
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Before his arrival, not even for a second had you stopped to wonder whether the dream was real or not. The fluttering of the butterflies, the singing of the birds, even the sound of water running coming from the fountain was real enough to make you feel like this was your real home.
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With flesh torn into countless pieces, each reformation is stronger than the last. Each time your body fights back with its core burning, but your mind — it’s elsewhere.
You’re standing in Jing Yuan’s garden, feet firmly on the ground, greenery around your boots, and your face goes pale. +
You’re standing in Jing Yuan’s garden, feet firmly on the ground, greenery around your boots, and your face goes pale. +
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In your dream; you quietly tend to your flowers. You watch the happy swimming of the koi fish in your pond, the curious sniffing of the cat as it approaches your plants like it’s the first time he wanders around the garden.
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In your dream; you quietly tend to your flowers. You watch the happy swimming of the koi fish in your pond, the curious sniffing of the cat as it approaches your plants like it’s the first time he wanders around the garden.
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August 14, 2026 at 1:29 AM
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Before his arrival, not even for a second had you stopped to wonder whether the dream was real or not. The fluttering of the butterflies, the singing of the birds, even the sound of water running coming from the fountain was real enough to make you feel like this was your real home.
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Before his arrival, not even for a second had you stopped to wonder whether the dream was real or not. The fluttering of the butterflies, the singing of the birds, even the sound of water running coming from the fountain was real enough to make you feel like this was your real home.
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In your dream; you quietly tend to your flowers. You watch the happy swimming of the koi fish in your pond, the curious sniffing of the cat as it approaches your plants like it’s the first time he wanders around the garden.
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In your dream; you quietly tend to your flowers. You watch the happy swimming of the koi fish in your pond, the curious sniffing of the cat as it approaches your plants like it’s the first time he wanders around the garden.
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It happens in the moments when his body disappears into that unforgiving, gaping maw.
When flesh tears apart again and again.
A push and pull of voracity versus flesh, with each and every scream torn through before it can form a sound. +
It happens in the moments when his body disappears into that unforgiving, gaping maw.
When flesh tears apart again and again.
A push and pull of voracity versus flesh, with each and every scream torn through before it can form a sound. +
August 10, 2026 at 2:21 AM
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In your dream; you quietly tend to your flowers. You watch the happy swimming of the koi fish in your pond, the curious sniffing of the cat as it approaches your plants like it’s the first time he wanders around the garden.
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In your dream; you quietly tend to your flowers. You watch the happy swimming of the koi fish in your pond, the curious sniffing of the cat as it approaches your plants like it’s the first time he wanders around the garden.
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/ will make a proper pinned next weekend :')
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/ will make a proper pinned next weekend :')
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August 10, 2026 at 1:34 AM
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/ will make a proper pinned next weekend :')
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/ will make a proper pinned next weekend :')
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へ ♡ ╱|、
૮ - ՛ ) (` - 7
/ ⁻ ៸| |、⁻〵
乀 (ˍ, ل ل じしˍ,)ノ
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へ ♡ ╱|、
૮ - ՛ ) (` - 7
/ ⁻ ៸| |、⁻〵
乀 (ˍ, ل ل じしˍ,)ノ
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December 6, 2024 at 6:00 AM
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へ ♡ ╱|、
૮ - ՛ ) (` - 7
/ ⁻ ៸| |、⁻〵
乀 (ˍ, ل ل じしˍ,)ノ
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へ ♡ ╱|、
૮ - ՛ ) (` - 7
/ ⁻ ៸| |、⁻〵
乀 (ˍ, ل ل じしˍ,)ノ
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Reposted by ⠀ ،̲،̲ 𝕭𝗘𝗙𝗢𝗥𝗘 𝗗𝗔𝗪𝗡 ﹔
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/ pfffft. i just imagined a white cat hissing at jy. 🤣
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/ pfffft. i just imagined a white cat hissing at jy. 🤣
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cue work papers held at your side inconspicuously, but rapidly swatting at his hand! "mind your manners.” whispered, but stern.
November 14, 2024 at 8:17 PM
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/ pfffft. i just imagined a white cat hissing at jy. 🤣
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/ pfffft. i just imagined a white cat hissing at jy. 🤣
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/ se despertó muy romántico el jim yuan.
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/ se despertó muy romántico el jim yuan.
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November 14, 2024 at 4:18 PM
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/ se despertó muy romántico el jim yuan.
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/ se despertó muy romántico el jim yuan.
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November 14, 2024 at 4:17 PM
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/ amito mucho mi layout. creo que se ve bonis. 🥹
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/ amito mucho mi layout. creo que se ve bonis. 🥹
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November 14, 2024 at 4:17 AM
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/ amito mucho mi layout. creo que se ve bonis. 🥹
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/ amito mucho mi layout. creo que se ve bonis. 🥹
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—— @clovdpiercer.bsky.social
Tus pasos guiaron a ambos hasta la sombra del árbol que habías señalado. Allí había una banca de piedra donde perfectamente podían sentarse dos personas.
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—— @clovdpiercer.bsky.social
Tus pasos guiaron a ambos hasta la sombra del árbol que habías señalado. Allí había una banca de piedra donde perfectamente podían sentarse dos personas.
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November 13, 2024 at 6:14 PM
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—— @clovdpiercer.bsky.social
Tus pasos guiaron a ambos hasta la sombra del árbol que habías señalado. Allí había una banca de piedra donde perfectamente podían sentarse dos personas.
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—— @clovdpiercer.bsky.social
Tus pasos guiaron a ambos hasta la sombra del árbol que habías señalado. Allí había una banca de piedra donde perfectamente podían sentarse dos personas.
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—— @foreigntrxder.bsky.social
Era una noche de mucha neblina. Las calles poco a poco se vaciaban, dejando solamente el silencio y el frío del aire que quemaba la piel de aquellos menos protegidos.
Nadie quería salir a la calle. Las personas regresaban a sus hogares de prisa
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—— @foreigntrxder.bsky.social
Era una noche de mucha neblina. Las calles poco a poco se vaciaban, dejando solamente el silencio y el frío del aire que quemaba la piel de aquellos menos protegidos.
Nadie quería salir a la calle. Las personas regresaban a sus hogares de prisa
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November 13, 2024 at 6:10 PM
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—— @foreigntrxder.bsky.social
Era una noche de mucha neblina. Las calles poco a poco se vaciaban, dejando solamente el silencio y el frío del aire que quemaba la piel de aquellos menos protegidos.
Nadie quería salir a la calle. Las personas regresaban a sus hogares de prisa
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—— @foreigntrxder.bsky.social
Era una noche de mucha neblina. Las calles poco a poco se vaciaban, dejando solamente el silencio y el frío del aire que quemaba la piel de aquellos menos protegidos.
Nadie quería salir a la calle. Las personas regresaban a sus hogares de prisa
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