`grime god.

indie deidara. penned by verona.

[cinderspewed]

HI CUTIES. I’m just popping in to say I miss everyone. I hope ya’ll are safe, happy, warm, have enough to eat, and are getting along okay. You’ve been on my mind for a hot minute, so just know I look forward to hopefully being with you all again.

[purifye-a2]

i   have   always   loved   you.   /   @cinderspewed   !

[purifye-a2]

❛ heh, it's been a while, but i needed you to know. . . i /really/ fuckin' love you, yeah. like, holy shit. ❜

HIS   VOICE   SOUNDED   LIKE   A   FORGOTTEN   HYMN.   she   finds   herself   entangling   her   limbs   with   his   ————   she   wants   to   memorize   the   warmth   his   body   gives,   the   way   it   feels   against   hers.   her   affection   for   him   was   waging   a   war   against   her   chest,   she   loved   and   loved   without   fail.   her   heart   ached   when   he   was   away,   and   healed   under   his   sweet   nothings.   every   single   moment   with   him   was   precious.   it’s   a   feeling   she   refuses   to   forget.   lips   ghost   over   war   -   torn   flesh,   she’s   made   it   her   duty   to   ignite   the   same   feelings   he   instills   in   her.   love,   want,   desire   .  .  .   she   wants   it   all.   ❛   i   love   you   too.   ❜

[cinderspewed]

so i’ve sadly fallen into a bit of a funk and would like to extend my hiatus. if you still wanna write or see me on your dash, feel free to follow me here! i’m also on discord so if ya’ll wanna chat or write immediately you can get at me there too. but for now, i just feel like a lot has changed and it’s so weird to adjust to and i just need to find that comfort again once more.

[cinderspewed]

Kurotsuchi, leaning her entire body weight against him in mock dramatic fashion

                        A sudden IMPOSITION, but his gaze is coated in curiosity. Upon witnessing the woman bend her frame into his form, a sudden SMIRK manifests onto his make. Amusement leaves lips through a chuckle and although she is attempting to be an annoyance, he doesn’t fall for the facade. Instead, he shifts himself and allows her head to rest against his chest. Arms snake around her shape, imposing COMFORT in ways that conflict with his usual nature. Although much of him is created from CRUELTY, the act alone reveals a tenderness beyond the initial terror. But, of course, he doesn’t embrace this act of affection without his own WICKED intentions. He simply wants to see her REACT; he wants to witness any discomfort, any confliction, any furrowing of the brow that reveals REGRET. Isn’t he supposed to be the ENEMY? Then why do their bodies blend in so well together? Why do his arms feel like they were ALWAYS meant to be around her being? She should know better than to descend into the charm of the DEVIL. He was handpicked from hell and has memorized many atrocities. She isn’t allowed to be exempt from the EVILS he imposes. 

                                   ❝ Not the SMARTEST move on your end, yeah… But then again, YOU’VE ALWAYS FALLEN VICTIM TO MY CHARM. ❞

[cinderspewed]

It's Christmas time! Nearly the end of the year! Perfect time to do some looking back and evaluating! Care to tell us about the last year?

                  ❝ … Well, I didn’t die this year, SO THAT’S A SHAME. ❞

[cinderspewed]

Jabs a fist into his shoulder (ง'̀-'́)ง

                      BLACK VEINS surface to skin in spirals. Much of the putrid pathways PULSATE, emitting an energy so intense, it leaves the body BURNING. Can he feel it? The way skin turns to cinders, the way heat RADIATES from hit alone? Can he feel the way body is becoming a BOMB and turning into a threat? A smile, sick and sweet and full of ill intent, manifests onto a man turned MONSTER. Drool bubbles from the mouth of this beast, resting upon the hinges of mouth, just waiting to descend. There is a mighty HUNGER from this heathen; a mighty desire to destroy even when lacking a real reason to ravage. The jab is meant to come across as playful, but he places SEVERITY into every gesture bestowed upon him by fellow fiends. Eyes are as BLACK as his newfound form and they see DEATH in those who embrace an aspect of immortality. Doesn’t this man have every REASON to FEAR FIRE? Didn’t someone expose him to the atrocities seen in cinders many moons ago? He won’t allow him to forget. Because he experienced ART - and not many can be BURNED BY THE SAME BLESSING. 

                                 ❝ You should know BETTER than to fan a flame, yeah… You wouldn’t want a REPEAT of what that shadow kid did to you, huh~? ❞

[cinderspewed]

verona: becomes active me: ❤️🧡💚💙💕❣️💜🖤💞💓💗💖💘💝💟

                                  ❝ What? You thought I’d LEAVE you, yeah? ❞

                  It wouldn’t be out of his nature to suddenly VANISH from from this vixen. It wouldn’t be unusual if he finally met the FATALITY he desperately desired or if he left without any warning to those who preferred him to be permanent. But many fail to understand his FASCINATION WITH FIRE and how this woman represents the same red ravagings he’s fallen for. He can’t exactly abandon that which harbors his AFFECTIONS. She is sweet cinders; warmth he can finally TOUCH, finally FEEL, finally embrace against his chest. And OH, how she BURNS him; how she leaves him with soft scars that reflect only love. He never knew that such a sensation can be found in flame. He’s only ever seen them DESTROY and all she’s ever done is eat away at his unease. How is it possible that hellflames can HEAL? He’ll never understand how such can blossom from her blaze, but he is willing to stand in SMOLDERING sentiments just to bask in the energy she extends. But, of course… Now it’s his turn to make this maiden MELT.                Hands motion to either side of her neck. He likes to feel the vibrations of her speech hitting throat upon talking. Lord, he LOVES how she feels. He’ll memorize the way sound leaves her skin; he’ll memorize the way her PULSE beats against those palms. PRECIOUS - it’s all precious. Every part of this presence feels so fragile and yet he knows he has his hands in FIRE. He can’t hurt her; why would he even want to extinguish her immersing entirety? Palms motion higher, letting thumbs rest upon cheeks. He is hovering over lips with every intention of COLLAPSING into her creation. What words are reserved upon those BLAZING borders? He’ll steal every statement she wants to say; lick it clean from blushing pallet and SWALLOW every sentiment. When he kisses her, he once again IGNITES a feeling he seldom wants to forget. Perhaps that’s why he keeps coming back… WHO ELSE COULD MAKE HIM FEEL LIKE A GOD THROUGH LIPS ALONE? He smirks and snakes his way around her shape. MINE, all mine… If he is a god, he’s quite greedy. And when he parts, the distance is only temporary. He whispers words of want into the crook of her neck, knowing well the ravaging is reserved for HER existence only.  

                                         ❝ Now, where do I kiss NEXT… ~? ❞ / @purifye 

[cinderspewed]

whomst is out here looking for a goth artist bf? the drool just means he likes you.

[altgiirls]

[elvhxns]

The Official “Log Off” Protest F.A.Q! 

The “Log Off” protest is in response to the recent NSFW ban announced by Tumblr. The ban flags all content the filtering system detects as NSFW, reducing visibility to the community. The system has proven time and time again that is inefficient, oftentimes flagging SFW material as NSFW. 

This SFW material includes art, memes and so on. This ban directly hurts the community and will not solve the actual problems at hand due to the poor flagging system. Because of this, the entire community will suffer.  

So to respond, I propose that every user on Tumblr logs off of Tumblr for 24 hours on December 17th at 12 am EST. 

Times are listed above depending on timezone! 

This post responds to some very common questions about the protest. So make sure to read it over! 

How to Export Your Blog: 

https://tumblr.zendesk.com/hc/en-us/articles/360005118894-Export-your-blog

Alternative Sites: 

Pillowfort

Mastodan 

Wordpress 

Twitter 

There is also an official Tumblr blog (ironic, huh?) and Twitter for the protest! It’s at: 

Twitter - https://twitter.com/logoffprotest

Tumblr - https://logoffprotest.tumblr.com/

There will be official updates on each account. Make sure to tag us in any posts, or use the hashtag #logoff2018 ! 

Thanks for your support guys. Let’s fight to make Tumblr better. Actually better. 

[cinderspewed]

curious. what's dead-name?

very valid question, my friend. dead naming is when you actively call someone who is transitioning by their old name. so, say i am attempting to transition from f to m, and instead of calling me verona, i want you to call me devin or something. but if you keep calling me verona and you know that’s not what i go by anymore, it’s a microaggression against me. it’s a way of invalidating someones identity. i hope that makes sense.

[cinderspewed]

anyway if some of yall are really thinking that fiction doesn’t mean shit, then send me your emails so i message you my thesis once its done and other scholarly works that show the ways in which aspects of our identity and reality are embedded and projected within our works and online interactions.

[cinderspewed]

i feel like my patience is being tested, so i’m gonna say this once and only once. if you’re racist ( YES - COLORBLINDNESS COUNTS ) - i don’t fuck with you. if you’re transphobic, misogynistic, dead-name, and misgender - i don’t fuck with you. pedophilia? i don’t fuck with you. incest - i don’t fuck with you. noncon, dubcon, rape, overly nsfw - i don’t fuck with you. that’s it. i’m done here. just because i’m hardly on doesn’t mean i condone peoples bullshit. and this is exactly why the fuck i struggle to be on and became selective.

[cams-archive]

[cinderspewed]

                                         ❝ I’m not such a BAD GUY, you know. ❞

                     Is he LYING THROUGH HIS TEETH? Most would deem it so; even he, under the facade, sees himself as a sinner. But much of his atrocities are EXCUSED; he thinks there’s a reason for his revolt, thinks his animosity can be justified-. . . So why seek SALVATION and an answer through opposing idol? Why rely on her to UNDERSTAND him? He seeks some kind of stability and he finds it through the only person that was able to TALK TO HIM FROM THE DEAD.

                                       ❝ We all HURT people, yeah. . . I JUST HAD A DAMN GOOD REASON. ❞ / @13lilypetals 

[cinderspewed]

                            ❝ I heard you were really somethin’ to MARVEL OVER, yeah. ❞

                   His grin resembles the deviousness of the DEVIL. Much of him intends to ANTAGONIZE and EXPOSE the other, despite the difference in skill sets. Back remains against the wall and arms are crossed over chest. He attempts to appear relaxed and unnerved, but his interest was PEAKED the moment the other decided to PRACTICE. Seldom does he stick around long enough to observe others, but there’s something about this presence that PULLS HIM. Why not entertain the potential chaos that could occur?  

                            ❝ But so far, you have YET to impress me~. ❞ / @kingheld