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Clarence 🌙🇵🇸
@mercey.bsky.social
25 ~ they/them ~ perc’ahlia era 🌙 ~ mood reader/moody writer ~ rarepair enthusiast ~ Mercey on ao3
88 followers154 following16 posts
Riko was red; angry welts and dark blood caked under nails. He was the flashing lights of a goal Jean had allowed him to score. He is still a blaring alarm that Jean must treat as a drill. Evacuation has never been an option.
Kevin is green; springtime eyes and pastures on postcards. He’s a light that says go, go, go. He is envy, and jaded doubt, and bile expelled from a gut that Jean should have known better than to trust.
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Clarence 🌙🇵🇸
@mercey.bsky.social
25 ~ they/them ~ perc’ahlia era 🌙 ~ mood reader/moody writer ~ rarepair enthusiast ~ Mercey on ao3
88 followers154 following16 posts