‧₊ ♪˚⊹ 𝙾𝙾𝙲 : I was gonna try to write tonight but to be frank I’m running off of no sleep 😭 I have so much muse, and would very much like to plot though. if anyone wants to add me to worldbuild/plot/or just chat here is my d*scord !
—— ♰ 𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐌 𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐇 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐒 - 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚁𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙼𝙿𝚃𝚂 : comment here with the prompt of your choice. ℐ (the receiver) will create us a starter based on what you send.
↻ to discuss & plot
into the oceanside below.
as jennifer would fall, her eyes would widen, hands desperately rushing to grasp at the unstable ledge before her entire body would jerk with the yank of her body weight attempting to pull her down
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𖦹ׂ ₊˚⊹⋆ 𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐀𝐍. it had felt like a lifetime since she’d wandered these very streets, white pointed pumps 𝑉𝐼𝐶𝐼𝑂𝑈𝑆𝐿𝑌 digging into the back of her ankles, talking with the speed and urgency of 𝒶 𝑝𝑜𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑖𝑐𝑖𝑎𝑛,
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“he was meant to be an heir to 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚟𝚒𝚜𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚒 𝚏𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚢 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚎 here in new york, but 𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐈𝐄𝐃 about three months ago.” inner cheek is harshly gnawed as gaze refused to pull from the photo. silent,
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lung burning breath would be inhaled while fists remain clenched at her sides.
“i’m trying to find the primary location of where the visconti’s business operates.”