#ghost kin

Okay so, the first dream i was in a island where other creatures were sent due to not being accepted by the larger society, there i got taken in by a group of monsters, one was Brutus, a big werewolf guy with black fur, a scar over one of his left eye and the other being yellow, he was very kind and took care of me and protected me from Bill, a ghost with a dripping blood pattern on his head and red clawed hands when on his more human-like like, he like tried to kill me because he assumed me to be human but afterwards we were chill and messed around with eachother lol

There was also two other people on the house, Azazel, this harpy guy with brown and golden feathers who was glued to his phone the whole time and Levi, this purple fish person who was on the sofa near Azazel.

And now onto the second dream, i was exploring the island with these people and we ran into this clown guy named i believe Giggles, he wore orange and blue clothes with several patterns and stuff!

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𝔒𝔫𝔢 𝔬𝔣 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔪 𝔦𝔰 𝔟𝔶 @𝔦𝔳𝔶-𝔳𝔦𝔫𝔢𝔷𝔷, 𝔟𝔲𝔱 𝔦 𝔠𝔞𝔫𝔫𝔬𝔱 𝔯𝔢𝔠𝔞𝔩𝔩 𝔴𝔥𝔦𝔠𝔥.

☆ 𝔉𝔲𝔩𝔩 𝔱𝔦𝔪𝔢 𝔤𝔥𝔬𝔰𝔱𝔩𝔶 𝔳𝔞𝔪𝔭𝔦𝔯𝔢, 𝔭𝔞𝔯𝔱 𝔱𝔦𝔪𝔢 𝔞𝔫𝔤𝔢𝔩𝔦𝔠 𝔡𝔬𝔩𝔩 ☆

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- ℑ 𝔴𝔞𝔩𝔨 𝔞𝔪𝔬𝔫𝔤𝔰𝔱 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔩𝔦𝔳𝔦𝔫𝔤, 𝔪𝔶 𝔰𝔥𝔢𝔩𝔩 𝔲𝔫𝔯𝔢𝔣𝔩𝔢𝔠𝔱𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔬𝔣 𝔴𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔦𝔰 𝔰𝔩𝔲𝔪𝔟𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔦𝔫 𝔪𝔶 𝔰𝔬𝔲𝔩 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔴𝔦𝔩𝔩 𝔬𝔫𝔢 𝔡𝔞𝔶 𝔟𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔨 𝔣𝔯𝔢𝔢. 𝔊𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔩𝔶 𝔳𝔦𝔬𝔩𝔢𝔫𝔱, 𝔟𝔩𝔞𝔰𝔭𝔥𝔢𝔪𝔬𝔲𝔰𝔩𝔶 𝔟𝔯𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱, 𝔰𝔦𝔠𝔨𝔢𝔫𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔩𝔶 𝔰𝔴𝔢𝔢𝔱. 𝔄 𝔥𝔢𝔞𝔳𝔢𝔫𝔩𝔱 𝔲𝔫𝔡𝔢𝔞𝔡.

- ℑ 𝔞𝔪 𝔞 𝔰𝔦𝔫 𝔴𝔯𝔞𝔭𝔭𝔢𝔡 𝔦𝔫 𝔣𝔢𝔞𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔰 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔳𝔢𝔦𝔩, 𝔠𝔲𝔯𝔰𝔢𝔡 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔟𝔩𝔢𝔰𝔰𝔢𝔡 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥 𝔞 𝔪𝔬𝔯𝔱𝔞𝔩 𝔣𝔬𝔯𝔪. 𝔅𝔲𝔱 𝔦𝔱 𝔴𝔦𝔩𝔩 𝔫𝔬𝔱 𝔩𝔞𝔰𝔱- 𝔬𝔫𝔢 𝔡𝔞𝔶 𝔦 𝔴𝔦𝔩𝔩 𝔯𝔢𝔱𝔲𝔯𝔫 𝔱𝔬 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔟𝔢𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔢 𝔴𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔪𝔶 𝔰𝔬𝔲𝔩 𝔴𝔥𝔦𝔰𝔭𝔢𝔯𝔰.

- 𝔗𝔥𝔦𝔰 𝔟𝔩𝔬𝔤 𝔯𝔢𝔣𝔩𝔢𝔠𝔱𝔰 𝔪𝔶 𝔭𝔲𝔯𝔢𝔯, 𝔢𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔩 𝔰𝔦𝔡𝔢. 𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔡𝔞𝔯𝔨𝔫𝔢𝔰𝔰 𝔦𝔰 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔞𝔫𝔬𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯 𝔡𝔞𝔶. 𝔉𝔬𝔯 𝔫𝔬𝔴, 𝔦 𝔴𝔬𝔲𝔩𝔡 𝔩𝔦𝔨𝔢 𝔱𝔬 𝔦𝔫𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔞𝔠𝔱 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥 𝔩𝔦𝔨𝔢𝔪𝔦𝔫𝔡𝔢𝔡 𝔣𝔬𝔩𝔨.

- 𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔱𝔞𝔤 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔪𝔶 𝔬𝔴𝔫 𝔭𝔬𝔰𝔱𝔰 𝔴𝔦𝔩𝔩 𝔟𝔢 ☆ 𝔤𝔥𝔬𝔰𝔱𝔩𝔶 𝔣𝔞𝔫𝔤𝔢𝔡 𝔴𝔥𝔦𝔰𝔭𝔢𝔯𝔰 ☆

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I am a ghostly vampire that is vaguely angelic in nature.

Full time ghostly vampire, part time angelic doll.

I walk amongst the living,my shell unreflecting of what is slumbering in my soul and will one day break free. Gently violent, blasphemously bright, sickeningly sweet. A heavenly undead.

I am a sin wrapped in feathers and veil, cursed and blessed with a mortal form. But it will not last- one day i will retur to and become what my soul whispers.

This blog reflexts my purer, ethereal side. The darkness is for another day. For now, i would like tointeract with likeminded folk.

[Dust! Soul's mental instability was working over time, usually his physical instincts tell him to fight. As winning usually means more LV and higher LV means he doesn't have his negative feelings affecting him. Flight was out of the question, he was protecting GK and his soul wouldn't forgive him if he let anything happen to her again. So physically he was frozen on the spot half like a wolf protecting its pack and half like a deer caught in headlights.]