lotus I do, highkey, have plans for Toni after seeing the new Spiders... I'll see how I feel after the weekend, 'cause it'd be real messy.

He takes after his father.

/ I'm gonna throw myself out the god damned window. [ interview snippet from olga about her role in thunderbolts* (2025), translated from French ]

She can't find her armory. That was fine she could clean her knives, at least. She had three to her person, each one dripping red and - No, she'd just cleaned these. How did they-? No matter. She had more gauze, she could start over after she cleaned - ? Where ... ? She can't find her armory.

Goose and a Watermelon.

/ what the hell am I supposed to do with this?

It's you. It's just you.

any demons, monsters, cruel gods, or dying cosmic spirits need a champion, assassin , or avatar for their will on the mortal plane? hit a bitch up, do I have a deal for you.

Bob.

/ Yeah! Everyone tell Pyro they sound foolish right now, what the hell are we doing on this Sunday Morning?

lotus okay for real i'm tapped. love y'all, be safe! we're back in gotham tomorrow, i already have it all mapped out.

Floating. He was very much like a dog - No, a cat! Like in the old cartoon? Floating on the wind toward that silken pink one who waited in the window for him. 𝘐𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘪𝘴, 𝘰𝘳 𝘪𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘪𝘯'𝘵? Laptop pulled from the bag, she dropped the rest at the foot of the bed and crawled up to his side. ❝ No. ❞

── .✦ 𝓡𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑𝐓 𝓡𝐄𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐋𝐃𝐒.@m-aladroit.bsky.social · last yr.

How very adolescent for him to lie there, the stars in his eyes as he drifted closer to cloud nine — & beyond . Past the cosmos, venturing through space where gravity was beneath him & his heart could soar with the idea that even he would be permitted this, too. ++

lotus that was long, my bad. i felt an urge to make the timeline clear

It was, honestly, a good card to have in her pocket. If ever, miraculously, his powers began to flag, she could call to his base urges and supercharge him for a spell. 𝘏𝘰𝘸 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘯. 𝙃𝙚𝙧 𝙢𝙖𝙣. The lights in the hallway flickering a touch proved that empirically. What a responsibility.

── .✦ 𝓡𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑𝐓 𝓡𝐄𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐋𝐃𝐒.@m-aladroit.bsky.social · last yr.

Once shoved , he's flat against the bed — even at her gentle touch, he'd fold like paper & lie there, his focus on the ceiling above him. " ....We would have .. uh .. " His voice trailed off, his thoughts following with it when his mind began to wander to place they never did before . ++

❝ It's okay. Mine is as crystal where you're concerned. ❞ She didn't expect perfection from him, or anyone, where memories were involved. Her own mind was a shredded field of better people's highlights. This would serve as one of them once the moment had passed.

── .✦ 𝓡𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑𝐓 𝓡𝐄𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐋𝐃𝐒.@m-aladroit.bsky.social · last yr.

" I did — ? Oh , right. I did.. My mind's still um fuzzy sometimes.. " His head lie itself against her own, & there was a stillness to himself — a peace. & He breathed what felt like the very first breath of life , a life anew. One that Bob, that meth addict from Florida would have scoffed at. ++

Evil wizard. Wanted to play with their parts. Build himself a monster.

lotus i'm on the train home, give me a little bit and i'll log in for the emotions

𝘕𝘰 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴.

being dead's not so bad. its quiet, at the very least ... save for the wailing that keeps popping up from time to time.

/ blaming a woman John? wow.

More muscles in his neck than a bull, she could only 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 find purchase. Her grip was failing, not enough leverage to reposition & bite through - but too much enmity in what remained of this husk to let go. She'd promised him, didn't she? Sworn to her very word. SOMEONE would die today. Here. NOW.

٠ ࣪⭑ —— 𝓑𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐁𝐎𝐘.@transmuting.bsky.social · last yr.

𝘞𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴. 𝘐 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵— A thought half formed ripped from his conscious from the weight of her kick , & he's back in. An agent to his government , he's forced to act & react just as any soldier ought to. He was the best wasn't he? Those medals melted down to his shield said so+

❝ Incredibly awkward, Bob. ❞ Offered on an exhale. Shaking her head 'no'; simply rubbing the side of her head against his shoulder. Their first 'fight'. So long as you didn't count the 'first' two. And in the final, bloody moments, a compliment for her. 𝘎𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭. 𝘚𝘰 𝘷𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴. 𝘚𝘰 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘧𝘶𝘭.

── .✦ 𝓡𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑𝐓 𝓡𝐄𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐋𝐃𝐒.@m-aladroit.bsky.social · last yr.

" Okay. " He repeated back to her, his voice just shy of a whisper, his fingers interlocking — there was no pain, no darkness but what surrounded them in the privacy of the room. & Bob kept still , ever so still — as if he moved , she'd run. But she was here , wasn't she ? ++

𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵... 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦'𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰'𝘴 𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘯 𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵.

The First Cut is the Deepest

YouTube video by P. P. Arnold - Topic

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/ EYE am in fact the problem. We solved it, gang! my sincerest apologies to those I've hurt with my words & deeds. i'll be stepping away for some time to listen, learn and reflect on the choices I've made and the people I've hurt. peace & love, lotus.

𝐌.𝐈.𝐀.*@gravenger.bsky.social · last yr.

// every day I log onto this god damned website, i am ATTACKED. MALIGNED. and called every name under the sun EXCEPT a 'child of god'. and yet EYE am the problem???

// every day I log onto this god damned website, i am ATTACKED. MALIGNED. and called every name under the sun EXCEPT a 'child of god'. and yet EYE am the problem???