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detailed original character jacob aeron myricks for period & modern rp. DEAD DOVE THEMES. crossovers are welcomed! mature themes. muse is ms. no smut will occur on TL. minors, lewd & personals dni. 21+ only.

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⁺‧₊˚ ཐི⋆ 𝐉𝐚𝐜𝐨𝐛 𝐀𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐧 . . .
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detailed original character jacob aeron myricks for period & modern rp. DEAD DOVE THEMES. crossovers are welcomed! mature themes. muse is ms. no smut will occur on TL. minors, lewd & personals dni. 21+ only.

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( 𝙄 𝙖𝙢 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙜𝙝𝙤𝙨𝙩 ) 𝓙acob 𝓐eron 𝓜yricks. Son of Nemesis. Knight of Camelot, Hired Gun & Gamer. Period & Modern RP. ᴄʀᴏꜱꜱᴏᴠᴇʀꜱ ᴡᴇʟᴄᴏᴍᴇᴅ. 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯.
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"In every ending, there is a new beginning."

indie interpretation of Matthew de Clairmont

Oxford Professor

scientist

vampire

ships w/chem

into the #TARDIS

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Aɴᴅ ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴀᴢᴇ ʟᴏɴɢ ᴇɴᴏᴜɢʜ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴀɴ ᴀʙʏss, ᴛʜᴇ ᴀʙʏss ᴡɪʟʟ ɢᴀᴢᴇ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ɪɴᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜ.

> 𝑠𝑢𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑛𝑎𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑎𝑙 𝑜𝑐 / 𝑓𝑏𝑖 𝑎𝑔𝑒𝑛𝑡 / 𝑡𝑟𝑖𝑔𝑔𝑒𝑟 𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑣𝑖𝑜𝑙𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑏𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑑 / 𝟷𝟾+ <

Doin' errands.

"Um. The boggy man?" He knew he was off. Aeron was doing it on purpose. "Somethin' tells me I'm way off."

credit to stargirlanakin on insta.

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⠀⠀⠀⠀ Belated Seductive Sunday

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He's done with 'business' for today.

He kept quiet. His thoughts were his own. Many thought of him as a mutant. He knew the truth. There was something more to him. "Humans are all the same." He muttered under his breath. "What about you? You seem to have made peace here."

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"Ѕoмe people ѕυrvιve cнaoѕ, and тнaт ιѕ нow тнey grow. And ѕoмe people тнrιve ιn cнaoѕ вecaυѕe cнaoѕ ιѕ all тнey ĸnow."

~ 21+ #SmutlessRP
~ #Marvel #MoonKnight
~ MV/Selectively MS

Penned by #Scripturient

all kinds to him. "Are you sure you're correct to call me that." He made sure the last word was over pronounced. "If you did have better things to do, then you wouldn't be starin at me." Of course she dismissed herself. Frickin gods. All the same.

It never failed him. People always mistaken him as a druid. Maybe it was the mark? Probably. Aeron rolled his eyes at her comment. "I have my ways." He was the son of Nemesis. Revenge ran in his blood. He carved it like everything else. It was a sense of his own justice and attracted

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detailed original character aeron myricks for the modern merlin bbc, marvel, x-men, fandomless, myth, modern & rwrb. DEAD DOVE THEMES. crossovers are welcomed! mature themes. muse is ms. minors, lewd & personals dni. 21+ only. mun is 21+
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( 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙩𝙤𝙡𝙙 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙄 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙤𝙡𝙙𝙚𝙧 ) 𝓐eron 𝓜yricks. Son of Nemesis. Hired Gun & Gamer ꜰᴏʀ ꜰᴀɴᴅᴏᴍʟᴇꜱꜱ, ʜᴏʀʀᴏʀ, ᴍʏᴛʜ, ᴍᴇʀʟɪɴ & ʀᴡʀʙ ᴠᴇʀꜱᴇꜱ. ᴄʀᴏꜱꜱᴏᴠᴇʀꜱ ᴡᴇʟᴄᴏᴍᴇᴅ. 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘴𝘩𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘬
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knew he got in trouble way too much. His job was full of it. It was enough to have new comers come and go. If they didn't get killed in the process. A frown etched itself across his face. If he was in trouble with the gods, then there was no telling.

Aeron stared and tried his best to not mouth off. "I'm smarter than I look." He survived this life long enough and the last. Making sure his sleeve was in place, he was too self conscious about it suddenly. "What did I do this fuckin time?" His mouthing off seemed to catch up again. Myricks
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careful nowadays." He bowed his head apologetically. "I'll figure it out when I'm meant too. What do I owe the honor?" Instinctively he pulled his sleeve down and covered his druid marking. Just so he wouldn't draw any attention to himself.

Piecing the puzzle together, his eyes darted to the side and then back. The cockiness faded instantly. His magic screaming, the air vibrating, and the whispering he was hearing all led to one conclusion. Aeron got the answer he wanted and nodded quickly. "I'm sorry, Goddess. I can't be too

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that came out of his mouth.

It was a logical reason because a goddess appearing wasn't. His druids knowledge screamed out. Wracking his brain, he tried to think of a goddess name. Anything revolving around war, blood or sacrifice of any kind. "What's the name I would know?" It was probably the first smart question

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The mock made his brows quirk. He was treating it like he didn't know anything. Aeron wasn't stupid by any means. He could tell she was different. His magic told him otherwise. "I'm not a child." Myricks spat out and crossed his arms defiantly. "What do you know? You have spies on me?"

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"𝑰 𝒘𝒊𝒔𝒉 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒅. 𝑰 𝒘𝒊𝒔𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒆 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆, 𝒕𝒐𝒐."

♤ 𝐅𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐎𝐝𝐚𝐢𝐫

written by #𝒔𝒊𝒍𝒉𝒖𝒆𝒕𝒂