That last Talokan post was a draft. My bad I accidentally put it in queue. If you wondered why it was unfinished and just ideas and all that. That's why.
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Just in case it wasn’t clear, I’m pro Palestine. Pro Congo, pro Sudan, pro the oppressed. Pro fight the power ✊🏾
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Hey, Army! Get denied by Jungkook in a fanfic. One-Shot for all you masochists.
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I FOUND IT THANK GOD this video is so important
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Diesel SS 2023.
This is so 2003 I love it.
I feel like this matches the energy of my writing.. or lack of.
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I said November and I didn't lie to y'all see? Update.
-9- Ties that Bind
As for the birds, Dawn followed them to a clear spring where she refilled her canteen and picked from a grove of fresh fruit until the birds swooped down, blinding her with their wings. She dropped her collection to shield her face and the fruit burst, spilling a sickly yellow fluid with a foul scent like putrid pus. If she had eaten that shit... She sighed, hungry. Why the hell was she in the middle of the forest again? Find him, her brain replied. Find him quickly and trust the birds.
She followed them day and night, ending up in an open clearing the size of a football field. Wildflowers and overgrowth stretched on creating a scene that she'd never found in the concrete jungle of New York. It was open and beautiful, but that left less places to hide.
There, in the distant line of trees, stood a shadowed figure that she nearly missed until she did a double take. Spotted, he stepped forward. It was the man she'd been combing the forest for. She wasn't as prepared as her mind tricked her into believing. Her breath caught. Comparing the angles of his face to the images in reoccurring visions, he was exactly as she recalled. She'd gotten it right down to the detail. His crimson eyes beamed like lights, and the only change in his appearance was his locs, which had grown to his shoulders.
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Happy Fucking Birthday!!
Happy Birthday Rhea!!!!!
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✧･ﾟ: *･ﾟ* 🎃 ✧･ﾟ*･ﾟ*
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Hey y'all!
So I've posted a ton of Halloween content that I hope you enjoy catching up on. Something came up so I won't be on until November.
LOVE Y'ALL
(I'll finish Sanctuary then)
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Scopophiliac.
Have you ever been woken up in the middle of the night because you felt like someone was watching you? Well, what if that man was your neighbor? He lives right across the street from you.
Erik Stevens has a new obsession. Killing was his first passion before he decided to settle into a quieter life. Now, his beautiful neighbor, Toni, is all he can think about. As he watches her like a peeping Tom through his telescope or night vision binoculars, he sees everything.
Erik decided to pay her a visit and welcome her to the neighborhood with a tray of his famous cinnamon rolls. Soon, he’s playing the friendly neighbor role. Taking out her trash, mowing her lawn, cleaning her pool, fixing her leaky faucet, going on casual walks and talking in the yard for hours.
In his eyes, she belongs to him. Soon, Erik falls back into his old habits of kill first, ask questions later. Will Toni notice the strange occurrences going on around her? Or will her handsome neighbor’s manipulation fool her?
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The Oakland Ghostface 🩸
“It's a shame how wet you get to the sound of my voice. What happened? You were so bold and sure of yourself moments ago, through text. Why do you seem so small now after Daddy called you? You have no answer, huh? I’m not even there, and you’re already tripping up on your words. Now, wait until I get to you. Do you hear me? We are definitely going to get some pretty screams flowing from those pretty lips…”