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brainr0t-landfill · 2 months
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🌃 Mercurial
ghoap x male reader
Chapter Four: Nausea
"I will poison all your happy times, I will love you like the ashes in my cigarette box."
-The Crane Wives, Tounges and Teeth
(money insecurity, unhealthy relationship, implied homelessness, anxiety)
The on the road life is better suited for you, you feel more secure with the peeling, old wallpapers of whichever hotel you end up in than the walls you had painted with Johnny the beds reeking of mildew feel more familiar than the wide warm one you used to share with them.
Faces forgotten before you can commit them to memory, places gone with nothing to mourn them by, nightly vigels to the best thing that ever happened to you spent anxiously looking out foggy windows for any silhoutte resembling theirs, listening for uniform footsteps louder than an earthquacke and as familiar as the little compartment you've sewn in your backpack, containing a new ID, fake passoport ,ever-changing burner phones and your unstable money supply.
You're in your element when no one knows you, when people don't commit your face to memory, when they're ingenuine and changing. it's familiar and homey when you know every escape route and every card in the deck, it's not so familiar too with the ever present threat of being found breathing down your neck, you know too well how attached they are and how many strings they have to pull, you've seen it firsthand.
Even then you can't blame them, they fell for someone they thought was good and from this distance it's easier then ever to paint yourself as the villan, the one who stirred the water when all was well, pushed buttons he knew he shouldn't have pushed, tested boundaries that had been set in stone when they were finnaly comfortable, when all was finnaly well.
It started out small, just a way to relieve your tension, just a way to adjust and get some breathing room;
It was the small ritualistic details you started neglecting at first, not stocking the pantry, keeping the house messy before they came home from deployments, not kissing them goodnight or goodbye. They didn't get mad, they didn't even notice, John stepped up readily when you neglected the house and Simon happily went out for groceries whenever you 'forgot', and that set you off worst. The little things you'd built your life, your place in the relationship around where unimportant to them, just something someone else could do without much fuss.
Then it was keeping the door unlocked on the night you knew they'd be coming home, sleeping on the couch by yourself with the excuse of 'feeling smothered', going out and not telling them whene you were going or when you'd be back knowing you were leaving then anxious and frazzled worried for your safety and nothing else, they were good, too good for somone like you. So good that Simon sat you down and explained that he understood you needed some space and that them being gone one day and then then being so present and loud could be hard to get used to.
"Me 'n Johnny just want ya safe angel."
Simon and that understanding smile on his face, always considerate and understanding to the people he loved like a wise parent lecturing a misbehaving yet well meaning child. You spat in the face of that.
"You both are overreacting Si, I know y'all got this skewed view of the world because the military n shit but I'm an adult, I don't need bodyguards."
His face fell, John turned around momentarily to check on the conversation.
"It's not like that, 'n you should know by now. We love you, we want you safe, you're the one with the skewed view and if you keep this bullshit up there's gonna be reprucussions-"
"Simon."
John cut in walking over to the kitchen table and giving him a look, Simon deflated running a hand over his face and you felt the familiar pain of being a disappointment, of misguiding and upsetting. It was wose when you know you love them and do it anyway knowing the things they'd been through.
"Sorry.."
You mumble, his dark eyes soft as they met yours. His bare hands clasped on his lap, he's rubbing his own knuckles.
"Jus' - jus' be safe yeah? Take care o' yourself when we can't, keep our heads clear? For us, angel."
You nodded knowing full well that despite your guilt you had found a nerve and you weren't the good person you had cruelly convinced them you were. You revealed in uncertainties and tension, you hadn't been anywhere this long since your teenage years when you got kicked out. You weren't deserving of this care, this love so you were doing the right thing driving them away or perhaps you just liked being cared for in such avident and raw way either way you were dead weight at best and a parasite at worst.
The tension rose when you kept doing it, John was the first to snap when you introduced them as your friends to some work acquaintances. He broke down, screamed raw and bloody, punched a wall and pulled out his hair as Simon desperately tried to play mediator.
"How could ye?! How fucking could ye, you ungrateful, lying cunt!"
John screamed as you stood leaning against the wall his knuckles were still kissed white and bleeding from the hole they had left in the drywall. His aquamarine eyes squinted and wet, his breaths quick and shallow like a wounded bird.
"We live together! We sleep in the same god damn bed, that's my sweater on ye back, 'n ye sit there and call us your mates?! Yer buddies?! I swear to fucking god ye better have brain damage or I wi-"
Simon grabbed him by the shoulders before he could go on any further. You understood why he was mad, he had opened his heart out to someone he had trusted for so long not knowing he was a snake in the grass, he wanted his love, his safe space, his importance in your life validated especially after all the anxiety you had put them both through with your planned recklessness.
And you broke, in retrospect it could have been so much better if you hadn't, maybe then you'd have some resentfull exs instead of this manhunt with every card stacked against you.
You sobbed, apologized over and over again, promised you'd be better, promised you'd behave, you loved them, you really loved them, the pain in Johnny's voice was unlike anything you'd seen and you meant it too. You didn't wanna be stranded and drifting again, by yourself in the world.
"Ye know we won't ever let ye go angel, promise."
You broke your promises time and time again, they snapped and you broke, but guilt wasn't enough to scratch this constant itch under your skin. Waiting, salivating for when they finnaly got fed up with you like everyone else, it enraged you when they didn't.
Shit hit the fan when you spent two nights at a friend's house and kept your phone on silent, came home with her perfume spritzed on your neck, then you ended up in the cabin and realized some bonds had to be severed phisicaly.
So here you are now, in the roadie lifestyle you're used to, overgrown beard and bloodshot eyes, feet bloody and swollen in your shoes, always cold, always tired, never quite clean. Walking home with a measly paycheck in your pocket and TV dinner in a shopping bag, you're always tense, always on edge knowing full well they've most likely moved on, hopefully.
Life on the road isn't as secure as it used to be, not when their love made you soft and comfortable.
You miss warm beds, you miss a stable job and your warm clean home but most importantly you miss them, you miss them like an amputated limb, like you can reach out and feel the muscles hanging loose, the veins burst and drooling where you hacked them off; it's easier to deal with when you remind yourself people like you don't deserve things like that.
You're just outside your hotel rooms door when some primal, animal instinct straightens your spine, something isn't right.
You look inside from the windows check inside, your measly possessions are all where they ought to be, just when you're about to close to door you see them.
Footsteps, on the snow, big, bigger than yours and deep, pure snow filthied by mud somone tried to cover them up but they're still there.
You can't tell if they're combat boots that John favoured or the hiking shoes Simon sweared by but it sets you off anyways, primal fear and anxiety, restlessness churning in your gut as you pack all of your belongings.
Same game, new rules.
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void-meditatum · 1 year
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The Mercurial spirit of the prima materia in the shape of a salamander frolicking in the fire - Maier, Scrutinium chymicum
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peanutmarls · 8 months
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Mercury through the signs part 2 🙂
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🗣️ mercury in Libra: like to think of the pro’s and con’s (essentially think about all the options before making a decision), they can also be indecisive or tend to make a decision and may change it later on, with the Venus influence; they can have either beautiful speaking voices or speak in a composed, balanced , almost poetic way, can have an interest in learning topics of art, justice, law, marriage, divorce, business contracts, relationships in general, they are social and charming with their words and the way they think , can be persuasive and be good mediators
🗣️ mercury in Scorpio: like to engage in deep conversation (they want to know the psychological motivations, the things beneath the surface ), their words can be sharp if upset, can be interested in topics involving psychology, forensics, sex topics, magic, mystery , the occult and taboo, they like to investigate and know the details of things, can be good investigators/detectives, they can be the type of people that can ask you probing questions but don’t necessarily like to reveal about themselves (unless you’re in their close circle)
🗣️ mercury in Sagittarius: can get loud when they speak, with enthusiasm, can also be very direct, it can almost come out abrasive but they have good intentions ,can be interested in topics involving ethics, foreign policy, religion, traveling , any learning or higher education courses, philosophy, their minds are interested in knowing the truth and facts , in general ,expansive minds and a thirst for knowledge
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anyolovez · 3 months
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𓊈𒆜 Mercurial 𒆜𓊉
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˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥Mercurial
/mər-kyoo͝r′ē-əl/
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥noun/adjective
A person who fluidly shifts through a set of two or more names; a person who's name never remains the same for an extended period of time
Flag + Coin By Me
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black-lake · 1 year
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gemini and virgo moon/mercury/asc, mercury doms, prominent mercury conjs/opps, aquarius moon/mercury/asc, 3rd/6th/11th house stelliums.
mercurial waves
Answering in short, mildly cold texts, or exciting fast replies. Saving their mental energy for later anxious explosions of thoughts and other unexplainable excitatory brain chemicals. The moment the topic interests them and stimulates their mind they write paragraphs of analysis, zooming in and out of the subject’s matter, exploring every corner and point of view, contradicting their findings, revisiting the topics of their interests, fixating on what interests them for a relatively short period of time that partially feeds their curiosity, before they move on to the next exciting thing. Having to explain something that is utterly plain, obvious and perplexing simultaneously. Having to be alert at all times since their brain is asking for more info the more they exist. Making too much sense that nothing makes sense at all. Anxious coffee breaks. Funny remarks, blunt jokes and self critical irony. Being chatty, a mood booster, the chaotic life of a party. Giving compliments in a straightforward manner, wanting to shock people, interest them and grab their attention. Wanting to be seen as intelligent but playing a fool. Being restlessly on the go, searching for, examining, impersonating, and scanning the world. ADHDing their way through life. Having incomplete essays backed up in their brains. Being able to detach from their thoughts yet moved by them. Not allowing their ever-changing thoughts and views to box them in or define their whole identity, and perceiving people the same way. Being fast to change, grow, talk, move and disappear from sight. 
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astrodetective · 2 months
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Me: *a Gemini trying to avoid the mercurial accusations*
Also me:
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novakyuu · 10 months
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* . • ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴏᴏʟ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʙᴜʀɴꜱ ᴀʟɪᴠᴇ, ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴏᴜʀ ꜰᴏᴏʟ ᴡʜᴏ'ꜱ ɢᴏɴᴇ ᴛᴏᴏ ꜰᴀʀ, ᴀ ꜱʜɪɴʏ ᴀʀᴍᴏʀ ᴡɪʟʟ ɴᴏᴛ ᴡᴀʟʟ ᴛʜɪꜱ ꜰᴏᴏʟ'ꜱ ᴄᴏᴡᴀʀᴅʟʏ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ • . *
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rainydetectiveglitter · 9 months
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Mercury in the 12th House Astro Observations ✨🔮
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🔮 Mercury in the 12th house bestows a mind that operates in mysterious and imaginative ways. Your thoughts and communication style are often deeply introspective and influenced by the realm of the subconscious.
🧩 Your intuitive abilities are heightened, allowing you to pick up on subtle cues and underlying meanings that others might miss. You may have a natural talent for understanding the unspoken and connecting with others on a soulful level.
📚 Your intellectual pursuits may lean towards spiritual, philosophical, or metaphysical topics. You're drawn to exploring the deeper layers of thought and seeking answers beyond the surface.
🎨 Creative expression is a powerful outlet for your inner world. Writing, art, or any form of self-expression can provide a channel to bring your inner thoughts and emotions to light.
🌙 Navigating the 12th house Mercury can sometimes lead to challenges in clear communication. You may find it challenging to express your thoughts directly or struggle with articulating your ideas to others.
🤔 It's important to find ways to ground your mental energy and avoid getting lost in the labyrinth of your own thoughts. Practices like journaling, meditation, or mindfulness can help bring clarity and balance to your mind.
🌟 Embrace your unique perspective and the wisdom you gain from delving into the depths of your subconscious. Your Mercury in the 12th house allows you to bridge the gap between the conscious and unconscious realms, unveiling profound insights and expanding your understanding of the world. 🌌🌠
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👓🔎Mercury Observations #1 🔎👓
Mercurials 🤝 manifesting a new career path every 3-6 months
These natives have such amazing skills to multitask and becoming masters of so many different skills. Sticking strictly to one passion or career feels impossible, excruciating even. This occurs for a reason, of course. Mercury rules communication and its also well known for how quick it can be when it comes to speaking, learning, etc. They are not supposed to feel stuck in just one hobby, interest, or passion. They are meant to learn constantly and share their precious knowledge with others.
Their brains need constant stimulation, hence why they are also likely to get bored easily of partners who are unable to keep up and maintain their interest. Communication is essential to them, but not just of any kind, it must be varied and challenging.
Want to keep that Gemini or Virgo? Then listen and engage with them, meaning, ask questions, and share even more information with them related to whichever topic has caught their attention.
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brainr0t-landfill · 2 months
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🌃 Mercurial
ghoap x male reader
Chapter Three: Devour
"I can be good, I can be true
You know I don't love anyone, but I love you"
-Nicole Dollanganger, Chapel
(tw: poverty, dishonest reader)
You don't like it, you don't like it a damn bit.
You don't like the bandage on your bottom lip, you don't like the smiley face doodle next to their supposed names, you don't like that your front door is locked with the only key of the shitty, rental sitting safely on the cracked tile floor.
It makes you feel small, it makes you feel pathetic; like a small thing desperate for help the feeling claws away at you twitching your fingers as you punch their numbers in and thank them, lashes out your throat when the same snobby kid comes into the shop with the same posh car he's brought in four times this month.
It makes you restless, it makes you damn near resentfull to these two men who in no way deserve it, they just helped some poor bloke get home after a night out, they probably never thought about it again or maybe they did; maybe they still do maybe they think about how needy you are as you three text back and fourth.
You feel as like you owe them and it kills you inside, so you decide to repay them.
'hey off work this Sunday wanna hangout? :)'
And then it began, looking back now, from this distance, you can see the way you'd twisted the narrative, convinced them they could love you, that you were good.
It was awkward at first, then it was friendship, then you were sitting cross-legged on the bed getting invited into their relationship. At the time it had seemed too erratic, too fast, no time to sit and think, no time to second guess but from this distance you can see how you wiggled your way into a place meant for them, carved a space out in hearts desperate for stability and already occupied, for someone like you, somone who didn't know how stay.
It was always transactional on your part, or at least it was supposed to be.
You would help them out for the grace they had shown you that night and you would prove to them that the help they gave you that night was justified you would lead them into thinking you were a person deserving of good things. You had no ill intension despite the driving force behind these actions being festering, putrid emotions. And then you'd leave once the cards were even, your feathers smooth. You'd skip town like so many times before and leave them behind with good, happy memories.
But you stayed.
You showed up on time to planned hangouts, you cleaned up after yourself when you stayed over and cleaned up the flat they shared with the spare key Ghost had given you half a year into knowing you and stocked the pantry with foods you knew they liked, listed on a little notepad while they were on what you used to know as business trips.
You were overstepping boundaries, you were too much, you were restless. You were appriciated.
Then you let them in after they got kicked out from their flat because John got into a fight with the nosy landlord. You took notice of their likes, dislikes, the things that set them on edge wrote themn down and acted accordingly.
You gave the neighbours fake names and vague answers whenever they asked about them, you kept scotch in the kitchen closet and sleeping pills behind the cracked bathroom mirror, you kept the door barricaded with a chair at night and didn't even think of unlocking it untill you confirmed it was them.
In turn they opened up to you about their profession, their pasts, their relationship, their insecurities their desires.
You were ingenuine, you were too obedient, you were smothering.
You were becoming irreplaceable.
You were sitting by the window sill with John ,Simon out on an errand, when he said.
"Ye ken, we uhh- we appreciate you a lot hare. Wit' what we do 'n how we can be I ken we ain't the easiest folks to be around."
You snorted into your morning tea shaking your head as you knocked your shoulder against his.
"And I'm just the dew on morning grass ain't I? It's lovely to have y'all around, needed me some reliable mates for a while now anyways. And don't I owe you?"
John turned to you recently plucked eyebrows raised.
"Owe us? Fer what?"
"Y'know, that night by the pub, I'd have probably become a headline that night without you two."
It's his turn to shake his head in disbelief, giving you that lovely smile you're slowly becoming accustomed to.
"Don't ye think that score's been settled a few dozen times by now?"
And before you knew it the three of you were saving up money for a new flat (you should have said no, you shoul have told them you always kept your suitcase packed for when you were finnaly sick of things too familiar, too comforting, too yours).
The scotch and the pills are replaced with fresh strawberries from the farmers market and melanin gummies in the new fridge Simon cleaned every Sunday, days of biting your tounge against customers were now full of work at a different shop with encouraged and nurtured patience and a customer service smile half genuine with the thought of going home to them. Nights out at pubs were slowly becoming dates, vauge answers and calculating looks were confessions and and eyes soft in the light spilling through the tall window of your new apartment.
Someone smoothes their hand down the expanse of your back as you're putting up curtains, it's early but you want it done before you head off to work so all three of you sleep better in the privacy and shade it provides, so the new apertment feels more like home.
Simon's smiling at you, his face is bare and his hands warm, they just got home yesterday, none of you sleep well in new environments, you're glad the new bed has enough room for them to toss and turn.
His cheeks are flushed from sleep.
"Bit short for the job angel, let me help?"
You step down from the stool and hand him the end of the thick curtain, marine blue with patterns swirled on it like puffs of smoke.
"Always nice havin' tall lads at my disposal."
You joke watching his muscles flex and his hands work as they slide the rings on. You lean your head onto his thigh.
"It's warmer here, don't ya think? Real airy too, lots of room for us."
You nod, you haven't lived in a place so nice in years.
"Better when it's with you two."
Ghost and John became Simon and Johnny then Simon, you and Johnny.
You had dug yourself into a hole you did not deserve, built yourself a place not meant for people like you, filled it with the care and concern that had once been so calculated and planned before it became effortless, natural.
Your home, your safe heaven, your boyfriends; with your old suitcase rotting in a landfill somewhere.
Before you knew it you were restless once again.
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youremyheaven · 2 years
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vedic astrology observations pt2
1. purvabhadrapada natives have a god complex, they tend to think they’re above everyone else and very prone to behaving haughtily.
2. mercury naks are some of the most petty, vengeful naks ever, if you ever get into an argument with them, they will stoop SO LOW, its not even funny.
3. ive noticed that a lot of anuradha natives are tomboyish. two examples would be lisa from blackpink & moonbyul from mamamoo, who are both anuradha moons.
4. sidereal geminis & their gut health: a saga,,,, lmao jk, ya’ll suffer from digestive issues more often than not, take care tho
5.sidereal pisces people are so hypersensitive to everything, the whole world is their phantom limb (must be exhausting, i feel u)
6. on a different note, purvabhadrapada natives are the most amazing actors. they just have this natural ability to morph into a different person.
7. do u ever see someone and wonder what goes on in their head? that’s ketu natives 24/365, odds are even they dont know whats up with them. ketu natives have one leg in limbo and another in the shadow realm.
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edentimm · 1 year
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mercurial 🌩
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bootmastersstuff · 1 year
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Im in love with this mercurial superply
Any faggot who is willing to lick them and get his face under boots
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lavishlyleo · 1 year
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If my mercury is in the 9th house and my Venus is in the 10th house, what does it mean is a conjunction?
Venus in the 10th and Mercury in the 9th
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What this means is if you pursue your career, you'll have the most luck building a reputable status and legacy from talking about your experiences with foreign lands, people, cultures, ect. Being knowledgeable all around and giving your thoughts and opinions just about anything, people will likely always be willing to hear what you have to say about anything, even if they don't agree.
Mercury rules over our mindset, things we're good at, and what we likely have lots of knowledge in. So having it in the house of philosophy, beliefs and higher education is beneficial to activating your 10th house Venus in building yourself a fruitful career and reputation because this is a placement known for being widely liked and known by others, and to some people it may look like you can do no wrong.
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theenpcbracket · 9 months
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Three Cheers for Mercurial!
Congrats to Mercurial! We've had an awesome time learning about him these past few weeks.
Here's a quick summary of this awesome NPC! Feel free to add on your favorite things about him, if you know a character from your own campaign you think would get along with him and why, or anything else that comes to mind! This post is dedicated to celebrating Mercurial for being such a fantastic NPC!
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Party: The Fosters Relationship to party: Friend, ally, strategist, arcane scientist
What makes them the best NPC: Mercurial is a drow divination wizard who loves his girlfriend and studying magic very much. He’s so incredibly anxious and semi-unintentionally goofy at all times, but he ultimately has a steel will and the determination to back it. His girlfriend and he helped lead a drow rebellion against the high elven monarchists, and they’re both currently elbows-deep in helping to set up a more equitable but still stable government to replace the emperor. He’s a skilled diviner and she’s an incredible tactician, so they’re incredible strategists.
He is both so incredibly cool and just some guy. He'll do just about anything you ask. Once, a PC told him to go get "as many lemons as [he could]" and he brought back hundreds. Every time we drop in on him, he ends up nervously making like, French toast or bruschetta or something. He’s also an incredibly competent wizard who is going for his arcane PhD. He got into biochemistry when one of our PCs (an old friend of his and his girlfriend’s) asked him to do some blood analyses. When he realized one of the party NPCs's blood would confirm a hypothesis he had but she wouldn’t give it to him, he (for the first time) used his unassuming and nervous demeanor to trick her into letting her guard down enough that he could stab, grab, and run like hell away with the blood. He talks like Eeyore. I love him so much.
Quote: "Wait, don't tell her, I don't want her to be more mad at me than she already is..." -Mercurial, after tricking the party NPC.
This post and other extra comments can be found under Mercurial's tag on this blog, but here's a couple highlights:
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Give it up one more time for Mercurial everyone!
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novakyuu · 10 months
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Ready for summer fun 😎🏖☀️💙
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