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DEIFIC CREATURES, MALAIGN & MALADY. intrigued conversation between goddess & half - man. find yourself cast among an empty sky, darkness pervaded with lights bantam. you are an opaque thing, corrupted & infested with ennui. you delight yourself in all the hedonistic pleasures of humanity. * 𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙥𝙞𝙩𝙚 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙣𝙤𝙩. mind wandered & simper collapses as brows raise, words having forsaken you. ❝ unhappiness is a plague when death will not find you. ❞ candid discontent –––– does she approve ? / @vclkyria

#––––––– (◞ ◊ . * do not go gentle into that good night . / verse i .

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(◞ ◊ . * ––––––– SC .

#––––––– (◞ ◊ . * sophistication and nobility calls to him . / starter call .

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#––––––– (◞ ◊ . * for a fleeting moment i was in love with you . / relations ii .

ANGELS ONCE WOULD DAMN THEMSELVES FOR ME.

aph aesthetic. austria.

#––––––– (◞ ◊ . * angels once would damn themselves for me . / edelstein .#aph aesthetic

me, inhaling roderich fell in love with each person he’s had relationships with in a different way & thinking about the various unending loves he has for them is so important because his personality has been changed through each relationship he’s had & there is so much in his life he wish he could tell these people who are still here with him but he can barely put into words how he cares for them still. roderich barely cares for himself anymore & can’t see how anyone else would care for him after all this time.

#im literally gonna scream

(◞ ◊ . * ––––––– A .

❛ 𝚗𝚘 ? ❜ COMES IN DULCET CURIOSITY / SACCHARINE SURPRISE ; the embodiment of falsity in the arch of his brow . patron of illusory & bloodshed beginnings , a core of 𝐝𝐫𝐮𝐱𝐲 to subsume its carapace . limned by sullied ambitions , verglas succumbed to sinew , these violent delights come from violent beginnings & equally they are met with the most violent of endings . the incessant verbiage of 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐚 , echoing through the fall of empire & shrilling for the rise of more . ❛ 𝚒 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚗𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚋𝚘𝚛 𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 & 𝚜𝚘 𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚘 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚜 . ❜

HEMLOCK - THORN , BRIAR - TONGUE . cigarette smoke & tar ridden chest . ❛ 𝚒 𝚍𝚘𝚗’𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚗𝚘𝚠’𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝚞𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚌𝚝 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜 . ❜ sand & the desert of his throat , limned by seven - years’ drought . the ruination of abode / the scatter & loss / the perpetual sirens tormenting ears . swallow your pride . i’d rather cough blood . ❛ 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜𝚗’𝚝 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚟𝚎 𝚘𝚛 𝚗𝚘𝚝 . ❜

EUPNA SUFFERS & YOU TOXIFY IT FURTHER. UNFURLED SMOKE, LIPS PART. there is nothing left for you here, this life wanes in each moment passed. taunting visage parts before you, expression somehow morose & dulcet. examine him as if he were a piece of art. the earth has sculpted you all / made you her muse. accursed athanasia will make cowards of no man, instead calcifies into things of stone & iron & gold. your own radiance now obscured. his hubris provokes no reaction from carrion, barely above bones. ❝ would you like a cigarette, arthur ? i seem to have lost my manners. ❞

RECKLESSNESS IS SEEMLY ON FEW, BUT IT SUITS HIM. CLARITY GAINED THROUGH EXPERIENCE. ferocity burns cardinal: matched for each sin committed by hands long vitiated. fingertips place cubeb aside. violet iris remains on the other. 𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐄 𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒. angels would damn themselves for him, if only he asked. raised brow & fastidious smile. ❝ perhaps i would be more inclined to give you an answer if you asked a question. don’t leave me in such harrowing suspense, i can hardly stand it. ❞ pause, expression returns to form. ❝ what exactly do you want to know ? ❞

#––––––– (◞ ◊ . * the dark will end the dark if anything . / verse ii .#wow i love this thread

‘are you still alive?’

RIVE CHORD. DISHARMONY & EMPATHY LACKED, LINGERING FINGERTIPS THAT DO NOT know how to touch anything but ivory & silk. he is a holy thing, blessed in his own right to divinity. * 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚 𝐠𝐨𝐝 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐚 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥. not so overt as he. the man before you dresses decadence noire / stains ichor wherever he has fled. expression is vague: ARE YOU UNFULFILLED ? this life has taken beauty & pivoted enmity in its place. hollow man gives comfort none. to delight him would be undeserved. whisper of faintest countenance smiling. nothing but a ghost. lips part as if to speak words that could only be understood by dying fleur. instead says nothing, fingertips tether their lachrymose decay against instrument.

#––––––– (◞ ◊ . * a requiem of silence . / responses .

elimemes

SOFT ANGST STARTERS.

‘stay for me.’

‘what’s this between us?’

‘i don’t want your apology.’

‘you know i have feelings for you.’

‘yeah, i remember the drill.’

‘you’ve never hurt me. ever.’

‘then leave her/him/them. at home.’

‘i don’t believe it.’

‘this is breaking my heart.’

‘you met me at a very strange time in my life.’

‘what keeps you up at night?’

‘i wish you were here.’

‘i let you down.’

‘something strange happened here.’

‘you’re not safe here.’

‘i wasn’t ready to say goodbye.’

‘we are not the same, and never will be.’

‘don’t touch me.’

‘is it my fault?’

‘i’m not like them.’

‘i forgot my name again.’

‘i don’t know who i am.’

‘your fear of looking stupid is holding you back.’

‘are you still alive?’

‘i don’t like being told what to do.’

‘am i making you uncomfortable?’

‘nobody cares if you don’t go to the party.’

‘it was supposed to be fun, and you ruined it.’

‘where the hell are my friends?’

‘stop pretending life doesn’t terrify you.’

(◞ ◊ . * ––––––– A .

A BURGEON OF DESINENCE , rosebud pores withering before their blossom . 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐬𝐲 , subsumed by cataplexy . i feel as though a lion within a house . out of place & among those out of heaven’s eyne / an ivory prison cell , with wooden doors instead of grates , & the taunts of 𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐠𝐞 easily carcassed . ❛ 𝚢𝚎𝚜 , & 𝚒'𝚖 𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚗 ’ 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚠𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚜 ’ 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚢 𝚛𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚞𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 . ❜ firmament of ash from igneous meads , burning of serpent’s eden , wrox of lily - white . 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗 , atrophying mouths would chant , an ideology derelict . 𝚠𝚎'𝚛𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚠𝚊𝚛 & 𝚠𝚊𝚛 𝚠𝚎'𝚕𝚕 𝚌𝚛𝚊𝚟𝚎 , the sutures 'pon each ruptured artery . ❛ 𝚒'𝚟𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚗𝚘 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚛 𝚋𝚎𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜 & 𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚔 , & 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚖𝚢 𝚠𝚒𝚜𝚑 , 𝚒'𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚕𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢 𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚘𝚏 𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢 . ❜ is this a bitter tongue which speaks ? it is desolation that coats his lips , the eulogies recited & memorized word for word , script tatouaged within his head .

❛ 𝚒 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚎𝚕𝚜𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚞𝚙 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 , & 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞'𝚍 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚖 𝚏𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚍𝚎 . 𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚜 . ❜

WRETCHED TRUTHS NO LONGER MASKED BY LIES ALLURE. BEGUILED MAN TURNS HIS CHEEK NO MORE. he instead watches the light & prays another day in it. afflicted & cursed being saves no mans life. felis leo ! he pounces upon you, apical tongued, forged through centuries’ sword. ❝ i would reject any wishes from you outright, being so . . . undeserving of them. ❞ i too, have learned briery. his visage has become bilious / weeps within the soul indisposed from its rightful crown.

❝ WOULD MY DESK SUIT YOU BETTER ? ❞ LIPS SIMPER, IF ONLY A moment before they return to life’s maladious tone. 𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐲 / 𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐲 / 𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐲 is he, worn through years being misery’s harlot. she is a seductress all men ᴍᴜsᴛ sᴜᴄᴄᴜᴍʙ to. pallor expression turns upwards: fecund pause before crossing legs, fingertips gesture his continued fier. ❝ i have none for you. ❞

#––––––– (◞ ◊ . * the dark will end the dark if anything . / verse ii .

NIGHTS DESCEND UPON YOU. THEY QUIVER & SHAKE WITH THE FEAR OF RECKLESSNESS. too soon, you can hear his footsteps trapse, feather about your home shared. 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐜 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤. but too late has your heart fled from its cavern, thunderous in your chest. ❝ jean, we need to talk. ❞ eyes depart from his. but even in shadows you know they look at you with concern & adoration. IT OVERWHELMS YOU. swallows you whole & devours the fulgent being that he made of you: sculpted out of the tenebrosity complete. hands line the counter, words spoken grave. ❝ i’m leaving you. ❞ / @couere

#––––––– (◞ ◊ . * forgotten melodies remember me still . / verse ix .#he's leaving him For Someone Else #kid making the OOF sound in the background

INFIRMITY OF MAN, GHOUL MADE OF BREATH SANCTIFIED IN THE PRESENCE OF GOD UNCARING. he whispers prayers into the mouth of a cigarette. blanch exquisé, matched by flames beryl. POSSESSED AGITATION & weary expression dained upon lips fair. 𝐕𝐄𝐗𝐄𝐃 ? 𝐈𝐅 𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘. time transpired now gone, like love’s first kiss & vanity’s begotten mirror. ❝ what exactly is it that you want with me ? ❞ his incurvate words, deepened by cigarette’s plume. ❝ coming all the way here in a time of war hastens it none. ❞ mind’s been subjugated, drowns in itself. * YOU DO NOT KNOW THIS MAN. nor does he know you: body ensnared, tangled, ravaged by morose blood, unfeeling in his wake. / @britnnia

#––––––– (◞ ◊ . * the dark will end the dark if anything . / verse ii .#lets see how we feel about this #1940's timeline #i also have more to tell u about rod's ethnicity and time during this period #but lemme know how u feel about it

(◞ ◊ . * ––––––– L .

@autrienne , ( starter call , accepting ) . now playing : memories can’t wait , talking heads .

❛ don’t look so disappointed . it isn’t what you hoped for , is it ? ❜

POSSESSED MIND THINKS DARK THOUGHTS. & NONE TOO soon do the stains of ichor that comes from broken hearted moments flee the soul. stains are left black, basking in their own self deluded ideas of happiness. 𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐞. as so many loves of yours have fled, so too has he. the idea revolts, sickens, violet gaze poised. ❝ don’t act like i ever wanted that. even if i did bring it upon myself. ❞ poison is too quick to drink & drowning himself in his own miseries too slow.

(◞ ◊ . * ––––––– G .

ENDLESS THOUGHTS ADORN HIS mind, sacred in its own right, they flit about him like a crown. * once a halo. but such angels fall, exalt themselves upon the earth. visage turns, hands clasped in front of him. eyes violet cast on the woman before him. ❝ an alliance would serve us well, there’s boundless resources between our kingdoms both. if anyone were to interfere . . . it would be much easier to quell them, don’t you think ? ❞ ever wise is the man who tarries gently between the waves of time, possessed where he stands. / @vairuler

#––––––– (◞ ◊ . * wreaths made of diamonds . / verse xi .

an ode to immortals.

from your life's blood to coin a trenchant word. the past, the present & the future's ken. to hold & weave it to a ringing chord that sounds within the changing hearts of men.

#i hate this but i need ..... friends #and whatnot

❝ did i mean anything to you? ❞

(◞ ◊ . * ––––––– J .

DO NOT GRACE A RESPONSE. hold steadfast these words which bleed daggers between your ribs, the place he used to fill between each beat of your heart. * oh ! would you be surprised to find that he does still ? hide away from him now, your shame & miseries & woeful presence. you are not deserving of such love & dream-like reveries that he blesses you with. his tone is grievous, you can hear it in the quiver of his voice & the ancient flower of love that blossomed only for you: NOW WITHERS. tired eyes blink closed, hide truest feelings to spare his in turn / break him now to save him later. obsidian night would better his life than you. beautious plague of the conscious mind ! thoughts of happiness will drown you, love tears itself apart over & over. hand pushes open the door, a final glance behind to a silhouette sans coeur. bite thy tongue ! do not go to him, do not tell him your truths. instead inhale sharply, speak bitterly, empty-voiced. ❝ no. i’m sorry you thought otherwise. ❞

#––––––– (◞ ◊ . * a requiem of silence . / responses .#––––––– (◞ ◊ . * find me beneath the corsican stars . / relations i .

kamiusings

SHORT STORIES, my favorite kind of poetry ( meme ).

SIX WORDS .

❝ i heard you were doing good. ❞ ❝ you don’t grow your horns overnight. ❞ ❝ i promise, it gets better eventually. ❞ ❝ & we never talked after that. ❞ ❝ am i really, truly, that unlovable? ❞ ❝ don’t talk like you’re coming back. ❞ ❝ my most dangerous habit is trusting. ❞ ❝ we’re made of stars & stories. ❞ ❝ you didn’t have to do that. ❞ ❝ everything is poetry when you’re drunk. ❞ ❝ did i mean anything to you? ❞ ❝ real feelings don’t just go away. ❞ ❝ you came & changed the weather. ❞ ❝ when can you just be mine? ❞ ❝ there was no love, only lust. ❞ ❝ darling, stop wishing on dead stars. ❞ ❝ art is another form of screaming. ❞ ❝ silence is the most painful goodbye. ❞ ❝ what the fuck did you do? ❞ ❝ i’m drunk, dizzy & missing you. ❞ ❝ kiss me like you’re losing me. ❞ ❝ i don’t feel like smiling today. ❞ ❝ not all good people are innocent. ❞ ❝ we’re a disaster in the making. ❞ ❝ some things are better left unsaid. ❞ ❝ we really should’ve talked about it. ❞ ❝ i’m so glad i met you. ❞ ❝ i wish i knew you earlier. ❞ ❝ i fucked (pronoun/name) to our song. ❞ ❝ i dreamed of you this night. ❞

TEN WORDS .

❝ you saw the messed up parts of me, & stayed. ❞ ❝ all i’ve ever wanted was for someone to save me. ❞ ❝ since you left, i have no one to talk to. ❞ ❝ i apologize for the nights in which i cannot breathe. ❞ ❝ everytime i look at you, i want to kiss you. ❞ ❝ we said no strings attached but now we’re in knots. ❞ ❝ there’s a difference between missing someone & missing having someone. ❞ ❝ for which f are you drinking? fuck, forget, or fun? ❞ ❝ my biggest mistake was thinking i could live without (pronoun/name). ❞ ❝ whenever (name/pronoun) rose to kiss me, i fell even more. ❞ ❝ i wish that ‘goodnight’ was followed by ‘i love you’. ❞ ❝ let’s smoke a pack of mentholds & talk about love. ❞ ❝ your deep, sleepy voice makes me feel like i’m okay. ❞ ❝ i read both of our horoscopes looking for an answer ❞ ❝ reality is the absolute last place i want to be. ❞ ❝ i didn’t expect that drunk kiss could mean this much. ❞ ❝ all i need is a late night drive with you. ❞ ❝ feeling pain is nowhere near as terrifying as feeling nothing. ❞ ❝ your eyes are the color of summer fading into autumn. ❞ ❝ you are the warmest home i will ever, ever find. ❞ ❝ the world is less scary when i am with you. ❞ ❝ i still can’t tell which of us was the victim. ❞ ❝ i just need an excuse to hang out with you. ❞ ❝ your expectations for me have been set way too high. ❞ ❝ i don’t want to feel this way about anyone else. ❞

(◞ ◊ . * ––––––– J .

TOO SOFTLY, WE SUFFER. the night wanes & the evening still dwells in our hearts. broken / broken / broken things that do whisper for help that will never come. a pause, slight hitch in his breath as options survey themselves before him. does he command fate ? certainly not, you have learned too harshly. egotistic thoughts be damned as the world burdens itself upon your weary bones. eyes glance upwards, raised brows as if broken from thought. ❝ i’m sorry jean - louis what did you say ? i was . . . distracted. ❞ / @couere

#––––––– (◞ ◊ . * o atlas did shrug . / verse iv .

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