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hell doesn't ask for permission, it only eats ⸸

[arviyya]

The "em" Masterlist:

hi i'm em | 20+ ☼ ao3 + strawpage + links

Feel free to pop in and say hello :]

pro shipper + multi fandom + dead dove enthusiast. this is an anti ai + anti jkr + anti trump + free palestine household.

Tumblr Links & Fics: ↓

✴ Into the Abyss - jegulus/rosekiller - wip (currently posting)

✴ A Taste of Sin - rosekiller - wip (currently posting)

☼ All for the Game Fics: ☼

ⵜ Ash Between Teeth

ⵜ Whispers of Want and Whiskey

ⵜ Makeouts and Melancholy

HP Works:

✴ A Song of Serpents - wip (on hiatus)

✴ Muse of the Mango Tree - wip (on hiatus)

HP Finished:

⛧ I Killed It, So It's Mine

⛧ Temperance

☼ It's Beginning to Look alot like Avoidance

☼ Love Was The Law

☼ Venom Dripping In Your Mouth

⚘ Meet Me In The Woods

⚘ On Those Peanut Butter Vibes

Tumblr Tags:

Tumblr links: mecore | my fics | my ramblings | my aftg microfics | my art | my originals | my hp archive

Tumblr tags: the dark, the dreamy, the noise, and the cozy

Fandoms: all for the game | the summer hikaru died | the raven cycle | harry potter (a bit) | andreil, rosekiller, Andrew Minyard

[galaxoshine]

ruben pallister • half man

[dailyclassicart]

Vincent van Gogh - "Field with Poppies" (1889)

[furryprovocateur]

mature content warnings on text posts of nothing but letters on a screen. . . remember when you were allowed to post like an adult and not be shamed or silenced for it

[furryprovocateur]

there is no acceptable explanation for this post being given a mature content warning outside of saying that you are an adult baby on the cyber nanny website!

[punkrock-bottom]

They hate me for being a horny pervert but I have warriors defending my honour across the globe

[halles-comet]

Quick while the astronauts are no-transmission behind the moon let’s arrange the continents into a funny shape

[academic-vampire]

𝔰𝔢𝔦𝔷𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔢 … 𝔠𝔬𝔣𝔣𝔢𝔢

[the-lily-maid-of-astolat]

Brendon Burton – Sin Eater, 2023

[theweirdwideweb]

[freebroccoli]

REGRET TO INFORM YOU YOUR SON HAS DIED FROM TRENCH FOOT LOL HE SERVED WITH COURAGE AND HONOR LOL PLEASE ACCEPT OUR DEEPEST CONDOLENCES LOL

[svdcvnt]

Everything I’ve Ever Let Go Of Has Claw Marks On It

[gloriesunsung]

To save someone else going through eleventy billion reverse image searches - the sculptor is David Altmejd.

Thought 2, 2019

[arviyya]

Really missing having community in fandom. I think thats why I haven't written much in a while. It was so motivating to have people around me that were writing feverishly, now it just feels deadened. *knocks on the bars of my cage and sings to the tune of Pink Floyd* is there anybody out there? nod if you can hear me?

[thatlittleegyptologist]

"Using an Oxford comma is a sign of AI"

bestie boo, let me fill you in on something: if you're going to take any part of 'good grammar' and randomly assign it to She's A Witch! AI, you might as well give up. It's over. You're cooked. Anyone who has spent the last decade or more learning to type properly, anyone who has spent any time writing articles/papers/essays that require you to use 'good grammar' is going to fall into that 'oh no it might be AI' trap.

Stop hunting like it's 1692. You're not going to find Goody Proctor at the ChatGPT sacrament. What you're going to do is exactly what happened back then: harming people who've done nothing wrong.

[arviyya]

can I reblog this a million times

[arviyya]

Yesterday I picked up A Song of Serpents and started editing the first chapter. It's technically the first real thing I've ever written (aside from short stories and world building stuff I'd done years prior). It was really fun to A) see how far I've come in my writing, and B) practice my editing. I don't know when I'll upload the edits or when or if I'll finish editing the whole thing and get back to writing it — we'll see. It's two parts the dark cloud over harry potter, and one part simply not having the time. I do miss the Harry Potter-verse, and I hate Joanne for what she's done. It'll never be the same. It's just nice to dip my fingers into that nostalgia in the safety of this little corner of my space.

[neovie]

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[arviyya]

i wld loveee to hear ab a taste of sin!!

Awww yay this one is my baby :]

Where do I start? Here's a bit of a summary: After escaping his abusive ex, Barty goes to live with Regulus and his roommate/bandmate, Evan, just as they're about to go on their first tour.

Basically, Barty and Evan are two people with many many issues and secrets, and when they crash into each others lives, those secrets start to unravel.

Here's a snippet:

The room spins. The walls split. Everything blackens. 

Vaguely, Evan can hear Barty's voice, but it's muffled. Like he's underwater, and his ears are flooding and so is his throat and Evan can't breathe. 

His hand lands on the wall and Evan doesn't hit the ground like he thought he would. The bathroom door jiggles, and Evan can't get it open. 

He can't. He tries, but it won't budge. He tries and—

“Let me help, Ev—are you okay? I'm sorry, fuck—here, I can—” 

“Open the door!”

Evan's lungs are sucked of his remaining air. The sounds of fists pounding on the door to his parents’ bedroom thump along with his racing heart. The TV in the living room casts a halo through the otherwise dark room. 

He'd been ignoring his parents’ arguing for over an hour. 

But the sound of violence makes him freeze. They'd been fighting worse lately. He only wishes his sister were here.  

Evan backs away, nearly tripping on dirty laundry.

“LET ME THE FUCK IN RIGHT NOW!” 

More pounding on the door. The awful crack of wood. The sound of a scream piercing through the air. A loud noise that rings in his ears. 

Then, all falls silent. Evan waits a beat. Two. Then tip toes down the hall. The door to his parents bedroom is wide open, a single large crack down the middle. 

The sounds of ragged breathing reach his ears the closer he gets. Instinct tells him to run, but love—even for those who've hurt us—tells him to keep moving. 

He swallows over a lump in his throat, and the room tilts as the blood rushes out of his head. 

A stranger voice is all he remembers—

“Hey, it's going to be okay…” 

No it's not. It never will be. 

[arviyya]

Into the abyss!! 👀👀

Hiiii :]

Into the Abyss is my very long insane dead dove marauders fic that I write with my friend Jess. It's about Evan and Regulus who start looking ahead into the future in there 6th years and all they see are horrors. But in their attempts to avoid them, they learn that time isn't so easily manipulated. Time has a mind of it's own, and so sometimes does magic.

“Cast it at one of the rats.”

It was as though the rat had a pin poked on the inside of it and its nerves and mass started caving into it, an inner black hole, a void that was empty and alone. Its blood, bones, nerves collapsing and swirling around inside its body, destroying itself. Screams were useless in the vacuum of space.

“And there's this… ecstacy. Yeah? You want it so… it's flooding through your body like a release, because the inner turmoil can finally leave your body.” Sirius eyed his brother.

There was the inner urge to grab onto love, but in doing so it would suck it into itself with the demand and need of the black hole in his chest. Always hungry, starving.

Regulus felt the world around him loosening, a tension in his body sloughing away. It was like peace crept into his very bloodstream—an eerie, bone chilling peace—almost akin to satisfaction. He would never, never, admit out loud how much he liked this. The scariest part—it wasn't pent up anger or aggression releasing from Regulus, but a bottled up and caged side of him that he never let see the light of day. A monster that could, for this moment, finally breathe.

[arviyya]

I'm feeling the soft vibes lately but I just know if I change my aesthetic on here, I'm going to want to change it back again in a week when I'm back to edgy lol.

[academic-vampire]

𝔠𝔞𝔣𝔢 𝔞𝔭𝔬𝔩𝔩𝔬