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⠀⠀ 𝒾 ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀DO⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀* 𝑓i͟ll ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ my ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ mouth. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝓂a͟rtyr ¸ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ my ⠀⠀⠀⠀ re͟ligion ¸ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀

‍‍ ‍‍ * 𝒪ΛΥM͟ΠΟΣ. ‍‍
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divinity will stain your fingers & mouth like a pomegranate. it will swallow you whole & spit you out, wine—dark & wanting.
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* temp. pinned ———— independent portrayal of poseidon for #ᴍᴏʀᴛᴀʟᴠᴇʀꜱᴇ. ship captain. marine biologist. loving father.
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ᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠ please don’t allow my form to decieve you. im the one who’s been protecting you. trust me or doom us all.
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* temp. pinned ———— independent portrayal of zeus for #ᴍᴏʀᴛᴀʟᴠᴇʀꜱᴇ. senator zeus. billionaire. ceo.
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⠀⠀ 𝐺𝑂𝐷𝐷𝐸𝑆𝑆 𝑂𝐹 𝐷𝑅͟𝐸͟𝐴͟𝑀𝑆 . ⋆。゚☁︎。⋆。 ゚☾ ゚。⋆ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀
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‍ ‍ 𝑎lright——- but he will have to le͟ad the * way. ‍ ‍
‍ ‍ 𝓃o harm ¸ no 𝒻oul. there is no harm in 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 between them b𝑜th. ‍ ‍
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‍ ‍ 𝒶lone ¸ with ℎ𝘪𝑚 ﹖ she is u͟nsure … what if 𝓈o͟meone sees them ﹖ ‍ ‍
‍ 𝔰he does well to 𝘩𝘦𝘦𝘥 her mothers advice. not all are as 𝓀ind & r͟i͟g͟h͟t͟e͟o͟u͟s͟ as he. perhaps she would prefer to 𝓈tep into the garden 𝐚𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞. ‍
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‍ 𝑡hat 𝑖𝑠 what her mother told her. ﹠ to pay 𝑛o mind to advances. arms come to cross ¸ more — so shi͟eld ¸ around own frame. maybe she 𝓈hould * return h͟ome. ‍
‍ 𝓼he’s never noticed the 𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐬 the god’s 𝓌alk around with ﹖ it is not an e͟n͟t͟i͟r͟e͟l͟y͟ wine induced 𝒽aze. thankfully he strays 𝒶𝓌𝒶𝓎 from these banquets besides today. ‍
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‍ 𝓈hifting onto tiptoes to meet halfway ¸ listening inte͟ntly to 𝑒𝘷𝑒𝘳𝑦 drop of detail. goosebumps prickle behind neck ¸ a wave across arms——-. ‘til ¸ a ga͟sp. he’s 𝓁ying ¸ surely. ‍
‍ ‍ 𝒽and is cupped around ear, leant tow͟a͟r͟d͟ in order to emphasise 𝓈ecrecy. stories of 𝐬𝐚𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐝 skin murmured into ear before he 𝓌ithdraws. ‍ ‍
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‍ ‍ 𝑘nit to brows. 𝑚ust he patro͟nize ﹖ it’s e͟vident she * doesn’t——- her mother makes it so. for 𝑡he͟ir ears only, she 𝑠𝑤𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑠. ‍ ‍
‍ ‍ 𝒾t would be impolite of him to discuss elder 𝒷usiness. though, she surely k͟n͟o͟w͟s͟ the 𝒽𝓊𝓃𝑔𝑒𝓇 for 𝒻lesh most gods h͟a͟v͟e͟. settling, arms fold. ‍ ‍
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‍ ‍ 𝑤ine she is prohibited from indulging in. as mo͟st. still ¸ she finds herself settling wallside. a surge of 𝒸u͟riosity as gaze flits upward. things ¸ 𝘭𝑖𝘬𝑒 … ﹖ ‍ ‍
‍ ‍ 𝒾t’s a banquet. nothing 𝓅ressing besides w͟i͟n͟e͟ and … things he ought n͟o͟t͟ 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. her company holds more 𝓂erit than she 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐬. ‍ ‍
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oh sweet persephone, even mortal women must break from their mothers to become something new.
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‍ ‍ 𝓈he won’t answer tha͟t. besides ¸ doesn’t he have more * pressing things to attend 𝙩𝒐 ﹖ surely ¸ her company holds 𝑛o͟ merit. not to 𝒉𝒊𝒎. ‍ ‍
‍ ‍ 𝓉he gentle flesh 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐦 is evident. was this 𝒸a͟l͟l͟o͟u͟s͟ demeanour just a 𝑔𝒾𝓇𝓁 at play ﹖ what is her name ﹖ ‍ ‍
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‍ ‍ 𝑡his account is 𝓈ingle ———— sh͟ipped with @tombspoke. * 🤍 ‍ ‍
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❝𝐀 𝐦𝐚𝐝 𝐝𝐨𝐠 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐡 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐚𝐧 𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐚𝐥.❞ ❰ #BG3RP| #MVRP ❱ 𝑳𝒊𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒆. 𝑫𝒆𝒔𝒄. 𝑵𝑺𝑭𝑾.
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‍ ‍ h͟e’d be wise to observe 𝑒𝑙𝑠𝑒𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒——- wiser ¸ * 𝓈omeone e͟lse. countenance shifts to 𝑏𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑘 gaze ¸ cheek turned ﹔ 𝑟ose͟tte. ‍ ‍
‍ ‍ 𝒶h, no he ———- is simply 𝑜bserving. truly he had not noticed how 𝓁𝑜𝓃𝑔 he’d been staring. nor was it 𝒾𝓃𝓉𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃𝒶𝓁.
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‍ ‍ 𝓈e͟cluded amidst thi͟ck ﹠. swaying vegetation of the valley———- fingers ¸ * 𝓈oil — la͟den ﹠. diligent ¸ wefting stems of 𝓁ilies ¸ violets ¸ ﹠. 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑑 rose. ( 𝒸͟. ) ‍ ‍
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𝓈he’d offer the * 𝓇e͟ader to 𝘫𝑜𝘪𝑛 ¸ should they make their presence kno͟wn.
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… ┆͙ᅟI CANNOT TELL YOU HOW WE ⠀ * ⠀ moved . ⠀ i had rather not 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳 . ⠀ i believe my “effects” were brought in a * 𝗕𝗔𝗡𝗗𝗕𝗢𝗫 , &. the “deathless me” , on foot ( … )not 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘺 moments later .
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⠀‧⠀⠀𝖉┈ 𝐈𝐀𝐁𝙾𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋⠀ ˚ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ⏜⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ 𓅓 ⠀⠀⠀⠀
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