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After everything—the chaos, the fights, the losses—they stood still for once.The Undercity was quiet that night. Vi look...
27/07/2025

After everything—the chaos, the fights, the losses—they stood still for once.

The Undercity was quiet that night. Vi looked at Caitlyn, the scars, the fire, the strength.
And for the first time, she wasn’t scared to feel something real.

“I don’t know when it started,” Vi said, “but I know it’s you. It’s always been you.”

Caitlyn didn’t smile. Not really. But her hand found Vi’s.
And in that silence, love didn’t need permission.

They didn’t kiss. Not yet.
But it was loud enough in their hearts.

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🖤 “Morticia’s Vow”In halls where shadows softly creep,She tends her roses, dark and deep.With lips of wine and eyes of n...
23/06/2025

🖤 “Morticia’s Vow”
In halls where shadows softly creep,
She tends her roses, dark and deep.
With lips of wine and eyes of night,
She is the flame in candlelight.

No scream, no storm, no mournful bell
Could break the spell she weaves so well.
And by her side — through curse and kiss —
Her Gomez waits in wicked bliss.

Their love is strange, yet pure and grand,
Like graveyard dances, hand in hand.
So raise your glass to love’s dark art —
For Morticia rules the beating heart.

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🖤 “Glory to Mankind” 🖤She walked through the ruins of a forgotten world — blade in hand, purpose in heart. 2B wasn’t bui...
23/06/2025

🖤 “Glory to Mankind” 🖤
She walked through the ruins of a forgotten world — blade in hand, purpose in heart. 2B wasn’t built to dream. Yet sometimes, in the silence between battles, she wondered:

What does it mean to fight for humanity when there are none left?

Her visor hid the sorrow. Her strength masked the pain. But in those fleeting moments when the wind carried whispers of a world that once was, she wasn’t just YoRHa Unit 2B.

She was hope. Memory. And something dangerously close to… human.

“Emotions are forbidden,” they told her.
But in her eyes… was a story too powerful to silence.

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🜃 My Deepest Nightmare 🜃I don’t remember falling asleep.Only the silence that wrapped around my room like a second skin....
16/06/2025

🜃 My Deepest Nightmare 🜃

I don’t remember falling asleep.
Only the silence that wrapped around my room like a second skin.
No ticking clock. No wind. No heartbeat.

Then came the click.
A sound like antlers tapping glass.
And there it stood—
a towering figure draped in black moss and shadows,
its head that of an elk, hollow eyes glowing like frozen suns.
Its antlers scraped the ceiling, carved with runes I couldn’t read…
but somehow, understood.

Every symbol burned behind my eyes.
Warnings.
Curses.
Bindings.

It didn’t speak.
It only breathed—and each breath twisted the room.
Walls stretched, the bed grew damp with forest rot,
and my name—my real name—whispered from beneath its hooves.

I wanted to scream.
But it wasn’t fear that held my tongue.
It was reverence.
Because deep down… I knew this thing.
Not from dreams.
From before.

This wasn’t the first time I’d met it.
Just the first time I remembered.

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🦷The Toothkeeper🦷In the shadows between this world and the next, it crawls—The Toothkeeper.Twisted spines spiral from it...
17/05/2025

🦷The Toothkeeper🦷

In the shadows between this world and the next, it crawls—The Toothkeeper.
Twisted spines spiral from its skull like claws, each etched with ancient runes no living tongue can speak. Beneath them, a nest of unblinking eyes stare in all directions, each one reflecting a soul it has claimed.

It doesn’t speak. It clicks—with hunger.
For it does not seek blood or bones, only teeth. Molars, canines, shattered fragments…
It collects them. Polishes them. Displays them as trophies in a lair made of silence and screams.

They say if you wake up with a loose tooth, don’t pull it.
Don’t touch it.
Because the moment it senses a fresh one,
The Toothkeeper is already on its way.



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In the whispering fog of the Forgotten Moor, she wanders—an ancient curse given form. Her name is lost to time, but they...
15/05/2025

In the whispering fog of the Forgotten Moor, she wanders—an ancient curse given form. Her name is lost to time, but they call her Velh’ra, the Antlered Mourner.
With the bleached skull of an elk for a face and runes that twitch across her blackened robes like living ink, she drifts between the trees, feeding on grief, beckoning the broken.
To see her is to remember every sorrow you’ve buried.
To follow her… is to never return.

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Late one night in Cerulean City, Officer Jenny was on patrol when the streetlights flickered and a shadow darted across ...
12/05/2025

Late one night in Cerulean City, Officer Jenny was on patrol when the streetlights flickered and a shadow darted across the rooftops. “Not again,” she muttered, jumping on her Growlithe and giving chase.

With sirens silent and instincts sharp, she followed the figure to the edge of town—only to find a mischievous Meowth juggling stolen Poké Balls. “Freeze!” Jenny shouted. Growlithe let out a fiery bark, and the startled Meowth tripped over its own tail.

Another night, another save. All in a day’s work for Officer Jenny—protector of Pokémon and peacekeeper of the streets.

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❌—————>❌Spring is finally here! After a long, cold winter, the sun is back and nature is waking up — and that means it’s...
24/04/2025

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Caitlyn Kiramman: The Sharp Eye of PiltoverBorn into wealth but driven by justice, Caitlyn Kiramman was never content wi...
14/03/2025

Caitlyn Kiramman: The Sharp Eye of Piltover

Born into wealth but driven by justice, Caitlyn Kiramman was never content with the safety of her privileged life. While others saw Piltover’s golden streets, she saw the corruption lurking in its shadows. From an early age, she trained in marksmanship, her rifle becoming an extension of her resolve.

As an Enforcer, Caitlyn refused to be just another cog in the system. She sought truth, even when it led her to the dangerous depths of Zaun. Teaming up with Vi, she faced betrayals, crime lords, and the chaos of a city on the brink. But no matter how dark things got, she never wavered. With her sharp mind and sharper aim, she became Piltover’s beacon of justice.

⚔️ “Justice takes patience, precision, and an unshakable will.” ⚔️

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Vi leaned against the cold steel railing, the distant hum of Zaun’s underbelly buzzing beneath her. The neon pink glow f...
03/03/2025

Vi leaned against the cold steel railing, the distant hum of Zaun’s underbelly buzzing beneath her. The neon pink glow from a flickering sign bathed her face, accentuating the bruises from a fight that hadn’t gone her way. She exhaled sharply, rolling her shoulders. Gotta be quicker next time.

The city never slept, and neither did her demons. Powder’s laughter echoed in her mind, a ghost from a past she couldn’t outrun. Vi clenched her fists, the worn leather of her gauntlets creaking. No matter what, she’d keep fighting—for Zaun, for herself, for the sister she lost.

The neon pulsed again, and she pushed off the railing. Time to hit back harder.

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Zaun’s underbelly smelled of oil and ozone, a mix Vi had known since childhood. She flexed her gauntleted fists, metal w...
28/02/2025

Zaun’s underbelly smelled of oil and ozone, a mix Vi had known since childhood. She flexed her gauntleted fists, metal whirring as she adjusted her grip. The gang ahead of her—just another crew of bottom-feeders trying to carve their name into her city—didn’t know what was coming.

“Last chance,” she warned, cracking her knuckles. “Walk away, or we do this the hard way.”

A smirk. A sneer. A knife glinting in dim light.

The hard way it was.

Vi moved first. A piston-powered punch sent one thug flying into a rusted wall, leaving a dent. Another swung at her, but she ducked, countering with an uppercut that rattled his teeth. One by one, they fell. No wasted movement. Just pure, relentless force.

When the last one hit the ground, groaning, Vi exhaled. “Told you.”

She wiped blood from her lip, turned on her heel, and walked away. Just another night keeping Zaun in check.

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Vi’s ReckoningThe dim neon lights of Zaun flickered as Vi tightened her gauntlets, the metal humming with raw power. Ton...
26/02/2025

Vi’s Reckoning

The dim neon lights of Zaun flickered as Vi tightened her gauntlets, the metal humming with raw power. Tonight wasn’t just another brawl—it was personal. Word had spread that a chem-baron had been running experiments on kids from the Lanes, and Vi wasn’t about to let that slide.

With a deep breath, she kicked down the door to the hideout. The room exploded into chaos—thugs scrambling, weapons drawn—but Vi was already moving. A right hook sent one flying, a left shattered another’s ribs. She dodged a blade, countered with an uppercut. The last man standing trembled, dropping his weapon.

Vi grabbed him by the collar, her voice low but sharp. “Tell your boss: Zaun protects its own.”

As the enforcer of the streets, she fought not for glory, but for the people who had no one else.

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