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† Will it? Can I believe it fully? †

He mind was not right, all scattered like a shattered glass, but she still fuel by determinations.
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† I heard that Dissy †

A weird nickname on her lips, smirking as her gaze swiftly shifted to him.
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A soft hum, a given answer before holding onto the hand that treat her so kindly, yet it's trembling with fear still.

† I suppose so, just— everything seems so...unreal. †
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𝐖𝐄𝐃𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐀𝐃𝐃𝐀𝐌𝐒
1990's movies-based, aged up.
netflix is not cannon here. nsfw.
has a weird dynamic with thing.
#𝐑ᴀᴠᴇɴ𝐇ᴇx

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† Never heard of a peaceful time in this horrid of a town. Unless it's gone mad from being delusional. †

She said, tone flat as a wooden board, yet she smiles widely as if it's funny.
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How could this be— they have never encounter one such thing, behave like it's conscious as well.

Have she gone mad, hallucination from the stress?

Audrey gripped her dagger firm, yet it trembles from pure fear.
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For the light's sake, it speaks, it converse, in her voice.

She recoil from the unfathomable head, back against the cracked statue behind, eyes flickering between the Collector and it's minion.

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† Where have you— don't answer that. I'm glad you're here at last. †

She wipe off her tear in silence, trying to sound as stoic as she could be.
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A faint sound of her sniffing, holding her breath from time to time under their embrace.

She never sheds tears, but when she knew he truly is her once again— Audrey couldn't help but cry.
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(( they are so pining for each other I'm crying 🥹🥹 ))

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Before he— or even herself realized, both her arms cling onto his body like he would disappear again.

Facing away from his gaze, unable to look him in the eyes.
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† ...Bastard †

Muttering under her breath, tilting her hat to cover already darken facade, hiding something.
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A slight touch from its being makes her shrieks, quickly slash it with her newly sharp dagger.

It does not help when it screams back with a voice similar to her own.

[ + 30 stress ]
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Her eyes watering out of fear and stress, ears ringing loud, inner thoughts of her screaming for her legs to take them far for here.

Yet, she could not.

Dismembered head of seemingly someone like ‘ her ’ floating towards the robber, rotten smell of decaying flesh roams her senses.

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@comehither.bsky.social

† Oh— oh my— is that really you—? †
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ᵀᵃʳᵈⁱᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ᴮᵒᵘⁿᵗʸ ᴴᵘⁿᵗᵉʳ
#fightrp | #MVRP | #DDrp

●My Ma Drives Me.
●My world ain't black and white and I get you can't understand that.
●Police? Yes, I am one of them. I've always been one of them.
●I called the police six times. they didn't help. That's why I wanna be a cop. And I'd be damn good at this job.
●You know who I am?

Eztli.

Love that for you and glad to finally see other DD accs pops up here.🥺

𝘽𝙧𝙪𝙘𝙚 𝙍𝙤𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙩𝙨𝙤𝙣/𝙈𝘿𝙉𝙄/ #Necromerchant

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The horrid being slowly make its way towards the lone hero who is now gripping onto those daggers.

Audrey dares to stare back yet again, but the eerie sounds of the death clings to its body corrupted her mind.

Ears ringing, eyes shaking, yet she determined to stay cautious of it motivea...
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Her gazed landed somewhere beyond the forest, not aware of what's has given her those piercing gaze back.

Of course, it is in her nature, to know exactly of where danger lies.

And now she knew it's looking right back at —her—

She she called for a back up, if anything would occurred..?
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Eztli.

JESUS THERE'S COLLECTOR HERE TO COLLECT ME HEADS 😭