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11 hrs ago
Current Jack O’Connell the MAN YOU ARE
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12 hrs ago
It can reach violence if you’re brave enough
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19 hrs ago
Maybe making out for a few minutes will solve my problems.
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4 mos ago
I see you, better close that window babes
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4 mos ago
Dirt and glitter aren’t covering the floor but I sure as hell am young and bored
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I am consistently having a life crisis.

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I love how our face claims all lined up so well, they all look like siblings in the respective order, at least to me they do, very fun


✧ Mariana Narcissa ✧


✧ “Character Strapline” ✧
- “I hate you. I’m not saying it as an insult, I’m saying it as a fact. It is 78 degrees outside and I hate you.”

✧ Preferred Age: 3rd born-28 years

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✧ Relationship with their father Anthony Blackstone -



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✧ Relationship Status ✧ Single

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✧ Mariana Narcissa ✧


✧ “Character Strapline” ✧
- “I hate you. I’m not saying it as an insult, I’m saying it as a fact. It is 78 degrees outside and I hate you.”

✧ Preferred Age: 3rd born-28 years

✧ Personality -



✧ Relationship with their father Anthony Blackstone -



✧ Profession -



✧ Relationship Status ✧ Single

✧ Faceclaim -


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This sounds awesome I’d love to join!
My holidays were meh, going through some crazy shit lol, going back to work tmrw. Love it. New years sucked because people were being fucking rude. But oh well haha
@King Kindreddude thank goodness you’re okay holy fuck
@Olive Fontaine hey! That’s awesome to hear, I’m glad you’re interested! I love your idea for a character!
✧𝕒𝕟𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕤𝕚𝕪𝕒 𝕞𝕠𝕠𝕣𝕖✧









“Are you okay? Is it the hit from the storm still bothering you?" Ana snaps her head up, her hand moving to the drink as she hums, studying the bartender. “Hm? Oh um,” she pauses, her pupils dilating.
Fucking hell, she could practically see every fucking vein, heat pouring from the blood and onto her skin.

“Um yep, yeah the storm,” the French girl nods, forcing her eyes to her glass. “The storm…” she exhaled sharply, bringing the glass to her lips, begging anyone who would listen to take this feeling away.
ℳ𝒶𝑔𝓃ℴ𝓁𝒾𝒶 ℳℴℴ𝓇ℯ




Maggie looks to Locke at his doubt, chewing on the inside of her mouth. What if that is all this was? If the map was wrong and their entire livelihood was doomed?
It was a horrific thought. It could end in the collapse of nature, leading to the demise of the world as the knew it. And then what would become of Muricle?

Magnolia sighs softly, looking back to the map, then up, squinting her eyes to see where they were flying.
Hey y’all, just a check in on how we are!
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