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𝙽𝙰𝚈𝙰.
@EXHEALR
—⠀⠀⠀🕯️* ⠀ a ⠀ dreamer ⠀ who ⠀ forgot ⠀ to ⠀ dream.
Katılım Aralık 2022
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@TheWakandanKing « familiar and famed face of the man that stood opposite her took her by surprise. Mouth agape, the ex-healer took a minute before lastly uttering something.
“Your Majesty,” said Naya, opening the aforementioned door wider, a silent invite.
“. . How can I help you?”
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@TheWakandanKing « placed said muffins on the table, then rushed to the entryway — giving herself a brisk glance in the mirror; a little tug here and there, moving strands of hair away. Naya straightened her posture before opening the door — initially, she assumed it was a friend, but the »
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@EXHEALR
The knock comes calm and deliberate.
T’Challa waits patiently, standing in the narrow hallway of the building. No guards. No ceremonial attire. Just a dark coat over simple, well-fitted clothes that wouldn’t draw attention on a busy New York street. To anyone passing
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⠀ ⠀
ᵀᴴᴱ ᴰᴱⱽᴵᴸ
OF HELLS KITCHEN
represented by Calcifer.⠀
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ᴰᴬᴿᴱDEVIL : ᵀᴴᴱ ᴹᴬᴺ ᵂᴵᵀᴴᴼᵁᵀ FEAR@ForHellsKitchen
⠀ ⠀ I am what I do in the 𝔇𝔞𝔯𝔎 . . ⠀ ⠀
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She smiles timidly, promptly breaking eye contact at the compliment. Her cheeks turn pink — quick to distract herself by carefully wrapping the gauze around his temples.
“Noodles or rice and chicken?” Naya asks, disregarding said compliment.
⌯⌯ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴜɴɪsʜᴇʀ ⌯⁍@Castle0fGrief
tired eyes searching for her's as she cleaned the small wound, messy strands falling over his face. “ . . it's cute. ” definitely the concussion talking— or, just an ounce of vulnerability as the adrenaline dies down. .
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not a god's chosen， but a god's cursed．
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Leather-clad fingers firmly grasp the cloth, slowly clearing away the blood.
Her nose wrinkles again, this time deliberately.
“Yes. Adam laughs at it.”
⌯⌯ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴜɴɪsʜᴇʀ ⌯⁍@Castle0fGrief
there's a faint grin, half-lidded eyes softening as she took care of him. patiently sat, wincing from time to time. . “ . . you ever notice the way your nose wrinkles when you're upset? ”
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“What do you THINK?”
Retrieving the first aid kit from the drawer—one of the many she had acquired since meeting him—all while refusing to look at him in the eye.
“You’re actually going to kill me, you know that?”
⌯⌯ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴜɴɪsʜᴇʀ ⌯⁍@Castle0fGrief
he's seeing 𝙩𝙬𝙤 of her at the moment— so he's sure as hell thinking of her now. . “ . . bleeding? ”
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