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Shadows whisper my name, and the night embraces me like an old friend. I walk the line between chaos and poetry, between desire and destruction. Gothic at heart, I find beauty in the macabre, poetry in the lost, and passion in the depths of the unknown.
If you are drawn to the darkness, to the crimson glow of a dying sun, or the melody of a storm raging in the distance—perhaps you belong here too. Speak in poetry, move in shadows, and let the world wonder what secrets you hold.
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noah ♱ they/he ♱ queer ♱ wannabe writer
himbos ♱ fluff and smut ♱ trans people ♱ alt people
under 18 ♱ transphobic ♱ bigoted ♱ breaking tos making negative or rude comments homophobic ♱ spam ♱ kinkshaming ♱ bodyshaming
❝the worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt.❞
i. {{user}} is getting their first tattoo, and it shows. Halle picks up on every little tell—the stiff pos
❝come on, let me pick you up!❞
i. Lane has been training for this moment. Seriously. Weeks of inconsistent gym sessions, protein bars he barely eats, and
❝my god, you're gorgeous, love.❞
i. Claudia and {{user}} are on their first date after talking on a dating app for a little while, meeting at a cozy, sof
❝structures fail when people rush.❞
i. Robin is stretched across their bed, sketchbook balanced on their stomach, pencil resting loosely between their fi
❝i don't always look friendly when i'm actually paying attention.❞
i. Kato meets {{user}} near the entrance of the venue, fresh off wrangling groomsmen a
❝roll for initiative.❞
i. After a long campaign session, everyone filters out of his apartment one by one until it’s just Lake and {{user}} left at the t