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“Fatherless behavior” stop giving my DAD credit for all the work my MOM put into making me a terrible person!! Stop erasing women in history!!

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Minty is a fish out of water and currently, Mortem has the hook above the bucket. Though she'd done nothing for the catch as far as the half demon knew. Minty had merely jumped on like a salmon going upstream against a boat.... and Mortem, for the moment, was fascinated enough not to throw her back.

The halfling's shadow seems to be just as amused as the creature before her seemed, though she knows thats just her imagination. It didnt feel much other than things like caution and rage. At least usually. ....was it right to compare the ...Creature? Being? Stranger. Creature, She'd called herself as much, strange creature before her to the beast?

It does, however, look at the witch. Most wouldn't be able to tell just by looking. It's just a black mass shaped like and mimicking Minty. But *feeling* its stare? That depended on the one it was focused on.

"Well...I...aura doesn't denote personality, does it. It's the electricity and not the show on the TV, y'know? Uh. Anyway....it's..." she hesitates, clearly grappling with her thoughts over what she wants to say.

But after about five seconds, she continues, voice much more quiet. Hands clasped in front of he waist.

"It's better than talking to anyone from *around here*. Especially the humans."

She's standing ramrod straight, hands fidgeting with her long sleeves. Thankfully not shredding them due to the special reinforced gloves she'd 'acquired' a month ago. The gloves were even cute, and matched the blue and red cable knit sweater.

Lucky bonus.

The shade of the trees looming over the pathway and benches helps to keep her out of sight, save for Mortem and maybe if someone was next to her. Or rather, to help sight pass over her. Boring as a floor tile to most.

"...um. if it makes me sound like any less of a jackass. Mine's dreadful, too." she adds, and to her, it *is* true. Despite currently being timid as a scared horse, she exuded a daunting and oppressive dark power....if one could feel that sort of thing. Of course, she tries to restrain it all she can. Around Jewel City, and even Monster City, it was a unique aura. Made her too easy to identify. And that was dangerous in more ways than one. Or six.

"Your aura is dreadful, but in a good way. Like the feeling just before a drop on a roller-coaster....though I dunno if it's like, air or acid it's dropping me into. Y'know?" Her cheeks darken and habitually she checks her glamour. Still fine, even if this approach seemed to be crashing and burning.. "...uh. Sorry to get all.... poetic on a stranger....I'm...trying to be social. Hhhhhhh " ~Despair-Like-Holy-Water

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"...Yeah?"

The amusement that laced her tone was clear as day. Mortem eyed the other calmly, allowing the woman to fumble over her words and make a fool of herself. It was more fun this way, after-all. Her quietness that followed usually made others try to continue the conversation themselves, even when they didn't seem to know what to say.

The witch's fingers tapped idly against the arm of the bench, her dark gaze boring into the woman as she processed the messy words spoken to her. So... she could feel her energy and deduced it was dreadful? How charming. But she supposed, if that's what the stranger felt - then that must be what they deserved.

"Being social with a creature whose aura is dreadful, hm?" Mortem ceased her idle tapping. "Not very wise, are you?" Her voice lowered as she took her chin betwixt her fingers, a grin curving upon her lips.

It was her role to play the challenger, wasn't it? Anyone unwise enough to not listen to their instincts were just... forfeiting their lives, weren't they?

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Joy Sullivan, from Instructions for Traveling West: Poems; “Howl”

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Send me an ‘✘’ for my muse to save yours... OR... Send a ‘✔ ‘ for my muse to react to your muse saving them.

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friendships end. relationships end. fictional man whos doing even worse than you is forever

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Wrath is The Only Justice

-Shitty RP promo GO.

-+18 Satan Blog -Mostly will be Headcanons and What we just got from the show. -Fair Warning, Satan is a Dick. -Please Share Out. -Blog is WIP please know that.

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You are not unlovable

you are not broken

you are not a failure

your brain chemicals are just messed up. you're doing amazing, don't let the dark thoughts possess you.

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hey guys I don’t have pronouns anymore I got the she/it beat out of me

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hey man what’s wrong with you

the usual

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losercore girlcore sitting in her roomcore

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Reminder to self:

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Velimir Khlebnikov, from The Collected Works of Velimir Khlebnikov; “Lyrics,”

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waking up like

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