serphiente

*  valerie the og dark academic girly oh how i missed you so dearly  <3

gunsels

i.    @serphiente   we’re so back lemme dance rq
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serphiente

*  valerie the og dark academic girly oh how i missed you so dearly  <3

gunsels

i.    @serphiente   we’re so back lemme dance rq
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gunsels

you are my sister.           do you hear me??

serphiente

@valhalkyrie,   [not a flinch,   their words touch her like an echo.    her gaze looks for theirs,    it was cold,   empty like a blank canvas.   and yet her eyes had explored differently,   filled with what was both emotion and detachments,    like the artist who is desperate but unable to find their muse.]          —sister?       [valerie repeats,  the word was a foreign taste in her mouth.  she doesn’t move,    saving the faintest shift in her posture,    but the stillness around her seems to stretch,   to suffocate.     for a long moment,   she remains silent in search for meaning in the label of ‘sister’—a label,    a bond,    something both familiar and incomprehensible.]       what does it exactly mean to you?
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ilyielt

i don’t..      think we should talk it.   we don’t have to,   let’s not ruin this by talking about me.

ilyielt

day²   ──   oct,  괜한 공허함에 난 겁을 내✷
            
            [      INITIALLY,     JAEMIN DOESN'T RESPOND.     IT IS NO SECRET THAT HE HAS GROWN DISTANT OVER THE COMING MONTHS──     MANY HAVE ATTESTED TO HAVE NEVER SEEN HIM SO DESPONDENT.     THOUGH,  AFTER A MOMENT HE PICKS HIS HEAD UP TO MEET VALERIE'S GAZE.     HE LETS OUT WHAT CAN ONLY BE HIS ATTEMPT OF A GENTLE LAUGH THAT MIRRORS HERS.  ]     sorry,  you're right i     ..     we can talk about it,  it's  okay.   you..  asked about my sister?
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serphiente

@ilyielt,    [valerie doesn’t speak.    the words hang in the space between them,      fragile.    but she lets them fall,    unanswered.     silence,    after all,    is its own kind of response.   her hand moves instead—as she reaches for the wine glass.   her fingers,   bruised and delicate,  the violets blooming across her knuckles are almost poetic,   remnants of something unsaid.   she holds it up—not toward herself,     but toward him.    through the dark red wine,     his face becomes something else.   warped.   crimson-shadowed.  she simply watches through the glass with a quiet fascination.]       then..        —lets us not talk at all,       [her voice,   when it comes,     is a gentle whisper.    it follows by small laughter,     soft sounding.]       you truly never make anything simple,         do you? 
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serphiente

*  now which one of you guys reported a comment of mine to make wattpad dm me mental health resources?  help—i appreciate the concern(?)  but I'm fine,  just a uni student who just finished her spring semester ^_^!!

saviorlies

@serphiente 
            
            / this app fr has became crazier since when i first used it , but i pretty sure the reason it happened to me cause one of my books .  think it was beniamino or pluto .
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serphiente

*  @saviorlies,help–  i don't even know what i said that could've possibly warranted that!!!!! ugh,  i really thought wattpad suspended me again despite not being super active</3 
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saviorlies

@serphiente 
            
            / this happened to one of my accs before ☠️
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serphiente

*  Wake me up when the dark academia muses revive so i can start writing for my pookie again  <3

serphiente

*  @mesothelae,bats eyelashes.  Please? Pretty please with a cherry on top? 
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mesothelae

@serphiente     * you make me want to bring back my muse mikano sighhhh
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