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rp blog for personification of arahabaki / upon the tainted sorrow. follows back from rexnubium. written by christie (she/they).
i am in your very cool evil scientist lab tube and writhing in anger. i am going to break out and kill you
interested in liminal spaces. interested in the in betweens. rest stops. airports. schools at night. late december. teenagedom. purgatory. grief.
Xiao from Genshin Impact! I just met him I want to adopt him
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i am just now realizing how funny it is that arahabaki is generally quite pouty and stubborn, contrary just to be contrary, etc. because he has the ability to end the world if he wants to and yet he just sits here like >:((
my vibes arent off i am cursed theres a difference
"you're so quiet" if i opened my mouth i would explain the total assence of meaning in every human action so yea better for you that i stfu
eating an orange by myself and refusing to give you any slices and handing you the rind with HATE written in sharpie on the inside
immortal loving a mortal; you need to stop, you need to stop, you need to– keep kissing him, let your fingers trace down his jawline and to his chest. put your hand on his heart. know that one day it will stop beating. and when it does, know that yours will too.
(t.r.)
“There are two pairs. A pair of pairs. That is too many. ” from Soren
"...I think there should be more." Just to be contrary, no other reason.
When's your birthday?
Why so you can look up my natal chart? So you can figure out my weaknesses? So you can destroy me?
Jennifer’s Body (2009) dir. Karyn Kusama
xiao!!
how to be a god
speak with a smirk, your smile can be a magnet. speak with a scowl, your eyes could cut like daggers.
walk with your head high, let your wings stretch as wide as possible. never look down on mortals, you’re meant for the skies.
dress to the nines no matter the occasion. ballgowns from any time period, victorian suits, knights armor. blood stains are simply proof of your power.
stain your lips with cherries or pomegranates, or even blood. slip daggers into your hair and tie your hair back with gold chains. never forget to adorn your head with a crown.
always touch, never be touched. let your hands roam their body freely, and take your time sizing up your pray. when you kiss them, don’t forget to bite.
carry around books from the crusades, from witches, from the romans. read to remember the battles you were apart of, the stories written after you.
speak in latin, in ancient greek, in ancient tamil. let the mortals know your words have power. scrawl ominous sayings across the wall, whether it be in blood or wine
every day feast as if there’s no tomorrow. accept only ambrosia and wine. sit at the head of your table and unfurl your wings, the world is at your fingertips.
let the women circle around you, shouting your name in a crazed way. let them dedicate their lives to your glory, let them kill to be near you. you are above all.
take your time. time runs by you, drink your wine slowly, scrawl threats on paper without rush, slide your sword into the mere mortal tenderly. you own the world.
you want to fuck him i want to consume him i want to live inside his skin like a beast in the walls of his house i want to be his birth and his death and his beginning and his end and his undoing and his armageddon and his divine creator i want to eat him whole i want him to love me love me love me love me as the worshippers love the temple and as the temple loves the lamb and as the lamb loves the knife i want to be his vampire i want him to tear me apart i want to create worlds out of him and destroy them and destroy him and have him wake up in the morning next to me i want to call him pretty i want to brush his hair i want to crack him up i want to choke him i want to make him bleed i want to kiss the blood from his skin i want him buried deep inside the wound of my desire i want him to be my best friend i want him to loathe me i want to fight him to the death i want to be his favourite girl his favourite villain i want to be his worst fear i want my fingers in his mouth i want my mouth on his jugular i want to be the only thing inbetween him and death eternal i want my teeth in him i want i want i want i want