𝒜𝓃𝓃𝒾𝑒. ⚡︎

ㅤ 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘭𝘦. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘮. ✦ ㅤ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ʀᴘ. ᴍᴠ. ᴍᴅɴɪ. ⤸

Well now it surely is.

@FeliciaBlackCat // yes 😭

@cordacaecus // hey! Were you the one that got randomly suspended?

@FeliciaBlackCat // hey! It’s risqué. I made a new Ben. 🙏

What did you do?

Good fucking morning.

// guess who’s back— @veritevindicte

What the fuck.

// I’m bringing back SB tonight. 🙏

You guys do know there is going to be a lot of Angst and Sex in this.. .right?

// hi. I’m alive, I promise. Just been feeling really sad lately. But I’ll be back soon.

Hi.

// I am big sad. Why does this fucked up version of what was once a great platform keep coming after me? Appeals are ignored, there’s no support available, and now everything is gonna be run by AI— it’s only gonna get worse. If anyone wants my discord, let me know.

Once inside with the door closed, Annie allowed her shoulders to relax and lowered her glasses. "I love this place," she explained. "I.. come here sometimes to- get away."

"Cake. Trust me on this." Annie nodded toward the store they were close to, and motioned for Maeve to follow.

@PirouetteOfIron // I literally don't understand why I'd be breaking the inauthenticity rule- I have RP/parody/non-affiliated warnings all over my profile.

@cordacaecus // the way this happened to me too this week.

// y’all, my soldier boy got s#spended. I fucking hate it here.

Annie’s quick go shush her. “Nope.”