𝐄mperor 𝐍ero

JJ.

I wasn’t gonna do callouts on here again but I feel like this has to be brought to attention.

To anyone in #comicrp / #dcrp / #marvelrp who follows the accounts below, I advise that you avoid these accounts as the writer behind them has been the subject of multiple callouts on RPTWT.

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/ It's okay, thank you very much for respecting my wishes!

Be well also. ❤️

@borealisreina.bsky.social

/ Hello, I'm not here to send hate or negativity. But to ask you with kind regards and respect. But please take my layout down.

Thank you — Jafar.

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— ↻ & ♡ —

ᴍɪss ꜰʟᴏʀᴀ ʙᴀʀɴᴇᴛᴛ

+ he b u r n t Christians alive, he uses their screams to interlace with his lyre as though to him they were singing.

He was 𝗡𝗢𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗡𝗚 like the gentle and affectionate Julius.

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⠀⠀⠀⠀He was 𝒖𝒏𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒆 that eyes were upon him —— but even if he knew. He could not care 𝗹𝗲𝘀𝘀. The poison in his eyes s n e e r e d into the moon with utter disdain.

❝You 𝗟𝗜𝗘 to me ❗️❗️ fool!.❞

Oh, he was beyond 𝙈𝘼𝘿𝙉𝙀𝙎𝙎. It was, although he was the reincarnation of the devil. +

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⠀⠀⠀⠀Throws a glass bottle towards the silver moon— his 𝒂𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒆 of anger made him unaware of those around him.

❝𝙋𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙩𝙞𝙘 𝙨𝙬𝙞𝙣𝙚❗️—.❞

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Persephone presented him with wines she had made specifically for him, sweets and delicacies, and a new golden lyre.

"Happy birthday, my little songbird."

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⠀⠀⠀⠀A birthday gift, small or large. He will be / 𝘂𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗹𝘆 / grateful. He will accept these with open arms!

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⠀⠀⠀⠀Resting head against @springswrath.bsky.social's lap —— 𝒉𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒈 in a sweet song, laying comfortably.

+ turned to leave.

+ reflection of the chaos brewing inside him, before he suddenly pushed them away with a force that spoke of both fury and 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒈𝒖𝒔𝒕.

❝Your 𝒕𝒆𝒎𝒑𝒆𝒓 does not terrify me, remember this.❞

He stated with a lowered tone of 𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒆 darkness, the weight of his words hanging heavily in the air before he +

+ threatened to surface.

In a swift motion, he shifted his weight, his hand seizing the individual's wrist with a vice-like grip, 𝒔𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒆𝒛𝒊𝒏𝒈 just enough to elicit a gasp, the delicate frame before him straining under the pressure.

A vain twitch curled at the corners of his lips, a +

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⠀⠀⠀⠀As the blade glided 𝒆𝒇𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒍𝒚 across his skin, —— a chilling sensation accompanied the sharp sting of the metal, leaving a trace of warmth in its wake. His eyes remained as black as coal, a ( 𝗵𝗮𝘂𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 ) indication of the demonic essence that lingered deep within his soul, a dark secret+

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+ against their ear. The tension hung thick in the air, a 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒔 dance of vulnerability and defiance, —— as he conveyed a message that was as sharp as the blade that threatened him.

❝— I would not just 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒅 here with a blunt blade pointed in my neck, I would 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒊𝒔𝒉 you here myself.❞

+ if you were 𝒏𝒐𝒕 under the protection of Caesar himself—❞

He leaned in closer, 𝒅𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒚 allowing the sharp edge of the dagger to bite into his throat, drawing a thin line of crimson that contrasted starkly against his skin. As he moved, he brought his face near theirs, his breath a whisper +

+ sharpened his gaze, his hues transforming into something almost ( 𝗱𝗲𝗺𝗼𝗻𝗶𝗰 ), revealing a glimpse of the power that lay beneath his composed exterior. Yet, undeterred by the threat, he lifted his chin defiantly, a sly and devious twitch dancing across his wicked lips.

❝I 𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒕 assure you +

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+ ( apologise )

But I would retract that and send it to someone 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒉𝒚 ❞

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⠀⠀⠀⠀He's 𝒓𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 his eyes at their statement. They were overly friendly behind the eyes of the Emperor. 𝒘𝒆𝒂𝒌𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒔 radiated their aura.

Standing still and not moving an inch unless facial expressions such as a passionless feature.

❝I was to 𝒂𝒑𝒐𝒍𝒐𝒈𝒊𝒆𝒔 for my actions last time we encountered,+

+ it can make an 𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒎𝒚 shiver in utter delight from the victory that he broke you, therefore leaving you ( 𝘃𝘂𝗹𝗻𝗲𝗿𝗮𝗯𝗹𝗲 ). Or —— use the tears as a weapon to manipulate.❞

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⠀⠀⠀⠀❝Hm.❞

He raised his brows again, standing straight as he observed the individual before him pour water for themselves. A twitch of an 𝒖𝒏𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒊𝒏𝒈 smirk crossed his face, —— betraying the uncertainty that lay beneath his composed exterior.

❝Showing 𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒔 can turn one way to another +

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⠀⠀⠀⠀❝Why show 𝒘𝒆𝒂𝒌𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔?.❞

He questioned with a 𝒏𝒖𝒎𝒃𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔 tone, eyes solid upon the individual who wiped away those salty tears.

Last time he checked, he is 𝗿𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗱 Emperor. He can walk in rooms whenever he wished.

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⠀⠀⠀⠀❝Hail me, hail me!.❞

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