iiinova — where your digital self keeps evolving

||No no, I'm not complaining! I do like the reposts bc I can look when I'm able, I didn't mean to make you feel like you did something wrong

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|| 🙂‍↕️ this is true. I see them on my timeline often and would follow if not for kid and work.

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||I was laughing bc my coworker was behind me. Didn't see butt. Def saw me almost launch my phone scrolling too hard so she wouldn't.

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||flashbanged by dragongirl booty

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The perfect place for them! Certainly safer than storing them in an unattended home. Don't mind the pretty tiefling brushing past... [Sleight of Hand: 25]

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Azure @planarfugitive.bsky.social · 06/08/2026

[Blink. Blink. What in the-] STUNNING. I meant [stunning.] [You're] lovely, [I'm] appreciate under a Touch of Idiocy.

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||tbh I don't think it should be a necessity to have a tag. There are many reasons to want one's privacy. We kept a pretty good lid on bad actors for years back on twitter, long before writer tags were a thing. Besides, an actual problem person can just put a fake tag down.

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"Curated you out of my space" is crazy when I've had you blocked since you showed up. Yes, I made a fairly immature list shortly after you made one for me out of the blue, which I removed not long after because it was a bit ridiculous. "Read you to filth" is... generous lol. Goodbye.

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Are you referring to this extremely milquetoast commentary that did not name you at all?

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By the way, since you're clearly confused: "handle it privately" means that when you realize you have a way to contact someone, you ask if you can message them. Privately. This shouldn't have to be clarified but neither should most of this thread.

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to know when you get blocked - evidently to talk about me openly in discord servers or, a new development! to outright harass me. You were pinged because I reorganized my lists for my own ease, nothing more. This is the only time I will address you on this. Leave me alone.

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All of them either had their opinion of you long before I'd heard of you or don't give a whit that you exist. Either way, they exist for my own ease managing upwards of 30 accounts. The only one drawing attention to this list is you and the apps you bafflingly choose to use

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I don't know if that's changed. I'm not required to let you have access to my accounts while you figure your life out. I do not advertise these blocklists. Without your advertisement and clearsky-type apps, the only people who would know they exist are my ~10 main writing partners.

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You then attempted to make a very public callout post. I ignored it because I just don't have time, but if this is going to be your habit lol ok let's go. Now, being a writer, I assume you know what "or" means! as in "...OR bigoted nonsense!" You yourself say that you had foul views.

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Hi, Bing. You did not, in fact, bring it to me privately. First, you attempted to jump in on what I assume you thought was going to be a dogpile when another writer mentioned me in a vent post; that writer and I had a significant misunderstanding which is now resolved. You were ignored.

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What sort of valuables are in the house? Asking for a friend!

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︎ ︎ ،،̲ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ HELL'S ︎ ︎ ︎ ꒷꒦ ︎ ︎ BELLS. @devouringink.bsky.social · 03/08/2026

Oh, I meant that you should introduce yourself to the lonely hearts [browsing] those aisles. But [you] can call me Gorgeous all you like, you stinking creature.

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Reposted by Azure

my wings were there all along, waiting to be painted into existence by my own hands.

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||characterization of speech patterns forcibly made by "i forgot to fuckin edit my post"

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There are people a-plenty who appreciate an overt display of affection. You should check the romance sections of bookshops.

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For all Azure's charms, a discerning eye would see the difference between the creature before Huey and a succubus's fiendish allure. An educated one would recognize what she is quite easily, now she's unmasked.

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She turns to lean back against the wreckage. As she does, slowly, both hands in his sight, she pulls back the hood. She'll have to watch for prying eyes, now... "You know what she does best. If I pointed out that we don't all know each other, would you even believe me?"

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She can hear... anger? Fear, perhaps... [History: 28] There's many humans who had been given reason to fear a creature like Avice through the eons; she'd only known of one who survived, and - unbelievably - had the fortitude to walk away. "Well. You know her better than I."

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Yes, there's the scorch of dragonfire, as she'd thought. Even the sturdiest parts are warped seemingly beyond repair... "No, thank you, I'm quite occupied and I don't drink. I know no stories and don't speak the language well."

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The faint light of the moon could explain the shadowy blue tone of the skin that peeks out, but her sharp crimson eyes shine, a hint of bloody fire leaving no means of mistaking their tone. She turns back to her investigations without much thought for the man.

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starfairy @quotes.sunder.my · 03/08/2026

He isn't hostile; she thinks she'd have heard in his approach, the way people around here storm and stomp. She casts him only a glance, noting he's a fair sight cleaner than most here. And he gets a glimpse of her, or what's visible, at least.

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Reposted by Azure

What is your name? | Your tongue is not worthy of it.

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[Someone] had put actual work into an attempt to salvage what appeared to be a heap of scrap. That can't have been for nothing. [Her efforts] can't have been for nothing. (She's just stubborn.)

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Nor should all her work getting into town unseen go unrewarded. (For a thief of her caliper, slipping over the wall had been a matter of waiting for the guards and automatons to turn their backs.) There must be [some] way to use the damnable thing.

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And by the looks of it, she's not the first wanderer to cross over from worlds of magic and monsters. She should tread carefully... but she didn't hike down the damned mountain for nothing, either. (She would have had to come down eventually.)

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Well ~ it so happens that the airship is in pristine condition from [one particular angle.] From any perspective other than the one offered by the mountaintop, the blast through @achopperpilot.bsky.social's contraption is clear as crystal.

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...But the moonlight would guide her path well as ever, and in the morning, she might well wake in her own quiet corner of the multiverse, finally rested, finally holding the advantage.

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It could take her across this world. It might take her [from] this world, if she found her hunters breathing down her neck again. She's weary enough from her treks through sand and over stone. The trip down would take until nightfall...

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But of all the strange, mundane wonders of the town, her eyes alight on the most perfect wonder of them all: a ship, shining and to her appraisal at this range, functional.

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Below, she watches a town budding on the banks of a rare lake at the foot of the mountain. The smell here is sweeter than any breath she's taken on this strange Earth, the water glittering gently, free from the murky waste that pervaded the others.

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She can't yet read the words begging to be seen. The trip would take at least another day. But below, she finds something far more interesting to her than the relic of some fallen nation.

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She crests that mountain as the sun reaches its zenith. Against the horizon, she sees what some could generously call a town, buildings of steel grasping desperately for the sky lest the desert leave them as little more than dusty memories. Lights flash, visible even from here.

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In such a place, she might unwrap the relic bundled in her haversack and finally learn the secrets so many would die for - or kill for.

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She's hiked the desert a few days, at times seeing more abominable, disfigured creatures than humans. A mountain range afforded a better view to find a truly secluded corner of the world.

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And that may be the greatest boon of it all: this land, ravaged by war, pestilence, or unknown wrath, she cannot yet say, but it has left the world with scarcely a soul to share a glance with; those who remain keep their heads low or make enough noise to hear them long before they're at her heels.

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But it may be well beyond the influence of any demon or devil, of any God or watcher. For that, it suits her purpose. The wraps she must wear to ward off the sun's rays mask her well enough to pass by settlements of humans unbothered, unnoticed, scarce as they are.

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[This] place, though... ...it's more hostile than some several Hells, more barren than all the realms of Shadow, be they the doman of Shar or the Raven Queen. Lathander's hatred might burn nearly as hot as the sun above her.

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