𝔂𝚘̲𝚞̲ 𝕯͙𝐎͜͡𝐍’𝓣͢ ⋆𝖘𝘰̳𝘶̳𝘯̳𝘥̳ ˡ ⁱ ᵏ ᵉ .۫ · 𝘼𝙉͜͡𝙔 ⋆𝐀͙𝚖̳𝚎͜͡𝚛𝚒̳𝚌̳𝚊̳𝚗̳ ⋆˙⟡ 𝒾̼’𝓋̲𝑒̲ ᯓ𝗲̳𝘃̳𝗲̳𝗿̳ 𝖒̼𝘦𝘵 , @THEBSAAFINEST . ᢉ𐭩

Joined March 2026
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ㅤ 𝔀͙𝚎❜𝙧̲𝙚̲ 𝕻𝐀̲𝐑̲𝐓̲𝐍̲𝐄̲𝐑̲𝓢͢ ⊹ ࣪ ˖ …̲ 𝔱𝔬 ᵗʰᵉ 𝐄̳𝐍̳𝐃̳ ﹗ ㅤ
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suitors … ? do you mean those shy little rookies around base ? are you jealous ?
well you know sometimes you overhear suitors fauning for your attention you gotta’ slam a foot down or two.
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︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘷𝘢 retweeted
ᅠ[ @_AL0MAR . ꨄ ]
Knowing you exist puts a smile upon my lips
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‘ 𝒽𝑒𝓁𝓁𝑜 , 𝓅𝒶𝓇𝓉𝓃𝑒𝓇 ❤️ ’ on one of those big biceps
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“ hey … hey ! ” her eyes widen , her hands clean … clean . no blood . he was breathing . he was alive , hers once more to claim in the land of the living . on this day , death had not won . her eyes , still sleepy , still see flashes of red . her hands , forever—
Replying to @fugueled
“ you alright .. .ᐣ ” he asks , unaware of the nightmare she'd witnessed —— starring a man with his exact face , voice && tendencies . how could he know .. “ you got up real quick there .. ”
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—tainted … if chris knew the truth , he would not want her . he would be disgusted , see her as a monster , the murderer she was . “ chris , chris … ” her voice becomes choked , sobbing as her arms fly around him , grip as strong as her frame will allow . “ chris ! ”—
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—sheva cries , tears rolling down her face . “ i thought i lost … you … ” hiccups between sobs , arms squeezing him tight . “ you … how are you … chris … ” heaving now , sheva’s small body shakes … she continues to cry , barely letting him get a word in edgewise .
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“ chris wait, don’t leave me behind—“ there’s nothing she can do . sheva is fast , she is courageous, she’s running, she’s sprinting— too late . with one noise , her heart shatters into a million pieces.—
Replying to @fugueled
Without warning he proceeds forward , back hugging the wall until he's close enough to abruptly turn the corner and aim at—— ... nothing — .ᐣ “ what the .. “ gun held hand to his head — handle touching the skin of his forehead . the fuck was going on . not now .
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—a failure . she would always be a failure . with a final throw back of her head , hands raising to coat her cheeks in his blood , she screams . she screams until her vocal chords tear from her throat , her frail , pathetic , miserable body collapsing on top of him .—
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—& then . a slight buzz of the television static , her topaz eyes slowly opening , cheek presses against a familiar , fleshy weight . she is home .
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“ wha — chris ?! ” suddenly lifted , sheva has no choice but to throw her arms around his neck to hold on . normally , she would be more upset — but it was chris . she trusted him with more than her life , she trusted him with *everything in her being . “ no , what’s wrong ? i—
picking up @_AL0MAR & running . Intuition told him to do so —— making sure they're both safe behind . “ did you hear that ?” he asks , looking down at her .
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—didn’t hear anything . ” her head swivels to make sense of what could have startled him so .
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a smiley face on the wrist. underneath, a small, simple word in swahili. 𝘮𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘬𝘢𝘫𝘪.
⠀.. there’s lots of space after all.
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