i dream of massacres,

i  am  a  garden  of  black     &     red  agonies.

[d-eathbringerarch]

moved to @d-eathbringer.

[d-eathbringerarch]

@am4zon said: "Don't you remember, Seph? Your nature was once that of spring."

above all else, she is a foolish god. for all of her efforts to be heartless, unforgiving, CRUEL, she cannot beat her nature: before she was queen of the underworld & goddess of death, she used to bring about sunshine. warmth. blooming flowers. animals awaking from hibernation. trees bearing the sweetest fruit. she does not remember this time of her life & wants to scream it back at diana, take her by her shoulders & shake her. she does not remember being the goddess of spring, but she does remember how it ended.

after the death of cerberus, she had been heartbroken. completely, utterly shattered. but then hades brought her a gift: one touch from nickolas was all it took for her entire world to crumble & rebuild itself. no longer did her presence bear fruit & flowers & love, but instead bloodshed & death & ghosts. she wonders, then, if she is the god of death or if nickolas is. she wonders, then, why she loves nickolas rather than loathing him for the very reason she had grown to hate hades. always men shaping persephone into who she is, rather than allowing herself to be who she wants to be.

lips purse & hazel eyes are brimming with tears when they finally peek up at her sister. head is cocked to the side like a confused dog, brows furrowed in such a way that makes it seem like she does not believe diana's words. & she doesn't. ❛ no, sister. i think you're mistaken. ❜ she cannot hide the way her voice cracks, nor the way red nails dig into her palms. she suddenly cannot breathe & heart wants to beat out of her chest.

[kingrusso]

open: to anyone

                Palms    hits    his    forehead    once,    twice,    and    on    the    third    time    he's    rubbing    them    deeply,    harshly    into    his    tanned    skin.    Inked    fingers    reach    up    to    grab    a    fist    full    of    his    hair    as    he    paces    back    and    forth,    chest    rising    and    falling    with    quick    breaths.    Maybe    he    shouldn't    have    taken    that    last    bump,    though    that's    not    what    caused    this.    It    was    the    third    one    before    that-    maybe    the    pills    he    had    taken    earlier.    It's    a    wonder    his    dick    still    even    works.

                Fingers    fall    from    hair,    reaching    into    his    pocket    to    pull    out    a    baggie    tucked    away    into    the    suit    he's    adorned    for    the    night.    Shaky    fingers    manage    it    open,    tipping    it    over    to    pour    whatever    substance    was    in    it.    Yeah,    that'll    calm    him    down,    won't    it    ??    Not    even    moments    later,    the    tiny    pile    is    gone,    disappearing    behind    his    nostrils.

[d-eathbringerarch]

❛ nickolas. ❜ single word is spoken with such anger, one would think the man had done much worse than indulge a little too heavily in drugs. heels click along the floor, & hand takes hold of his jaw. perfectly manicured nails dig into his flesh as hellfire eyes glare into him. lip twitches like a snarl, until fingertips have drawn blood. she may as well be a scorned lover with the way she reacts. in reality, it simply didn't do her any good if her guard dog is too fucking high to do his job.

her mortal body may lack the physical strength to fight him, but there is no mistake that all it would take is a snap of her fingers to send him straight back to the underworld. with or without her to join him. she does not want it to come to that, but she is nearing her breaking point. she uses her grip on his jaw to bring him down to her height, not allowing him a moment to move away. ❛ do not make me warn you again. ❜

[fadeintoyou1993]

QUINN FABRAY GLEE | 2.21

[dailywomen]

DIANNA AGRON photographed at the Biarritz Film Festival, june 2024

[am4zon]

She has emerged from an endless battle: there are scratches on her face still to be healed, there is blood on her sword still to be washed away. How many moons has Diana spent so far from home, fighting a war that will not end to her satisfaction? Victory is not what the Amazon princess knows; not until Peace spreads across the world, until it blankets us all like snow does in the winter. All this to say that she is weary upon the sight of her sister, for the goddess of death does not speak futilely nor does she arrive kindly. She feels the doom that Seph conjures from the soil on the ground, beautiful spring banished to harsh winter, and Diana knows with a striking certainty that something terrible has happened. Suicidal pet? His mistakes? The pieces fail to complete the puzzle, the truth hidden from she who embodies it. Then, she sees it, the flashes of Mikey's handsome face, her mouth devouring his smile, his skin always smelling just a little like decay. No, no, no. Gods, no, not him, not he who she could burn the world for.

❛ What're you.... What are you saying? ❜ Her voice shakes, no better than a leaf caught in wrathful weather. She drops her sword. It clatters to the ground, both forgotten and unforgiven. And in her desperation, her hands clasp around Seph's shoulders, devastation turning her into a woman greedy for answers. She's pleading, because she sees it so clearly in her mind, how Mikey's face might never smile again, how he might no longer have a mouth for her to kiss or skin for her to taste, or laughter for her to drink. Her fingers are tighter around Seph; she shows no mercy. ❛ Tell me what you are saying. ❜

[d-eathbringerarch]

nose scrunches the second that dirty hands land on her spotless dress. hisses like an angered cat, & her own hands rise in a failed effort to release the grip on her. blonde is painfully reminded that diana is more powerful than she: years of relying on nickolas had taken its toll on persephone's own power. why fight your own battles when cerberus is chomping at the bit waiting to be released? there had been no need for it, no need to raise a perfectly manicured finger to do her own bidding. & that, that alone, proved just how different the two goddesses were. furrowed brows & daggers are still shot at her sister, as if she didn't understand the reaction she was having — & truthfully, she doesn't. she'd plotted & planned hades' death for years, waiting for the perfect time to give nickolas the go ahead, so that she could rule in his place.

❛ are you a fool now? i never took you as stupid, sister. ❜ annoyance drips from her tongue, still lacking any sense of sympathy for diana. if persephone was nearly as heartless as she pretended to be, michael would be laying on a slab in the morgue while his soul got to work in the underworld. instead, he lays in a hospital bed, attached to wires & beeping monitors: diana will owe her a favor in return, when the time comes. ❛ i had half a mind to let him be my slave. next time he downs a bottle of pills, i will not be so kind. ❜

[d-eathbringerarch]

@am4zon said: you're hiding something.

of course she's hiding something: the goddess of death didn't leave her throne for nothing, not when the air still nips at her skin & snow threatens to fall. she was wildly underdressed for the weather, skirt billowing around her as the wind blows around them. goosebumps cover the skin of her arms & legs, heeled feet sinking into the soft dirt beneath her. the eyes that look up at her sister are filled with rage, rather than any semblance of sympathy. michael's death [ & subsequent resurrection ] were of little concern to her, though the mere fact that she did resurrect him would say otherwise.

❛ i am a busy woman, diana. ❜ there's a certain bite to her tone that has been a staple since they first crossed paths. opposite morals, opposite goals, goddess of truth vs goddess of death: always destined to be at odds, despite the blood that flows through both of their veins. ❛ i have more important things to tend to than your suicidal pet. get him under control, i'm not fixing his mistakes next time. ❜

* MEME, always accepting.

[d-eathbringerarch]

@thehollyverse (jonah) said: ❛ i would let you rip me apart if it meant loving you. ❜

she smiles, as if she hadn't already known. a hand softly cups his cheek, hazel eyes looking up at him with feigned adoration. thumb rubs a gentle circle into the soft flesh in such a small gesture of affection. every movement, every word, done in an effort to keep the man under her control. ❛ i have no desire to rip you apart, darling. ❜ that was a lie: one wrong move is all it would take for persephone to sic nickolas on the man, watch him bleed in her name. though, she does feel a small sliver of hope that it does not come to that. he would be difficult to replace.

* MEME, always accepting.

[d-eathbringerarch]

i'm fearsome & i'm wretched & i'm wrong / ©

[wedgeantill]

Dianna Agron as Belle Blake THE FAMILY (2013)

[oathkeptmusings]

darker vibes

❛ i would let you rip me apart if it meant loving you. ❜

❛ this fear you feel? it won’t last. ❜

❛ you are my salvation. ❜

❛ i revolt you, don’t i? ❜

❛ get the hell away from me. ❜

❛ i want to sink my teeth into every inch of you. ❜

❛ i’ll be your dirty little secret, if that’s what you’re into. ❜

❛ worship me. until i tell you to stop. ❜

❛ don’t you know how sick with love i am for you? ❜

❛ fucking hit me already. ❜

❛ i would burn the world for you. ❜

❛ i don’t want to be good, no matter how hard you wish it. ❜

❛ i don’t know how you’ve bewitched me, but it needs to stop. ❜

❛ fix me. ❜

❛ they die for love, you kill for it. ❜

❛ you are mine, whether you agree or not. ❜

❛ do you like it when i bleed for you? ❜

❛ i will keep hurting. i will keep killing. anything to protect you. ❜

❛ i’m starved for you, morning and night. ❜

❛ now i get to ravish you. ❜

❛ i am your god and your executioner. ❜

❛ you are doing so well, my pet. ❜

❛ you’re my sweetest poison. ❜

❛ let’s do something about that mouth of yours. ❜

❛ your fascination with me will be your death. ❜

❛ you’re the monster that’s enticed me into your bed. ❜

❛ all you can say are pretty lies. ❜

❛ the fucked up thing is that it isn’t enough to just love you. ❜

❛ you’ve broken me. all i can think about is you. ❜

❛ you’ll beg for more. ❜

❛ an eternity with you would never satisfy me. ❜

❛ i would gladly let you drag me to hell. ❜

❛ everything i’ve done.. every horrible atrocity, it’s been for you. ❜

❛ you’re a fucking nightmare. kiss me. ❜

❛ feel grateful that i allow you to touch me. ❜

❛ every time your lips touch my skin, you burn me from the inside out. ❜

❛ there’s no black or white, only gray. ❜

❛ no one touches what’s mine. ❜

❛ make me indifferent, make me horrible. ❜

❛ i could never be the one to love you. i can only be the one that kills you. ❜

❛ your lips are poison, your laugh a curse. ❜

[astrronomemes]

HURT / COMFORT : STARTERS

a collection of quotes, phrases, and sayings for when your muse needs a little TLC. change & alter as needed.

THE HURT:

“Nah, it’s not that bad. I’ve had worse.”

“I don’t think I can walk that far… or at all.”

“I’m fine. I don’t need your help.”

“Will you stay with me? Just until I fall asleep?”

“I’m sorry, I’m just—I’m just really tired.”

“I don’t need a break. I’m okay.”

“It was my fault. It was all my fault.”

“I think I need help.”

“So, I don’t think I’m dying, or anything, and it’s probably not that serious, but… I’m kinda bleeding. A lot.”

“Is the room spinning right now, or is that just me?”

“No, I’m okay, I just… I hit my head. Really hard. I’ll be okay, just give me a second.”

“I’m not sick! I’m fine!”

“No, I don’t think any of my bones are broken, or anything like that. Just bad bruises.”

“Yeah, but you should see the other guy.”

“I’m fine. This just happens sometimes. It’s normal for me.”

“I’ve got a headache.”

“Seriously, though, I’m fine! Stop making such a big deal out of it!”

“I’ve been taking care of myself for a long time. I don’t need your help, and I definitely don’t need your pity. Fuck off.”

“Please tell me I don’t look as bad as I feel.”

“I think I’m running a fever.”

“So, what’s the prognosis, Doc? Am I gonna live?”

“Stop fussing over me! I’m not a baby!”

“Can I stay with you tonight? I just… really don’t want to be alone right now.”

“No, I-I’m okay. It was just a nightmare. Go back to sleep.”

“I… can’t actually remember the last time I had something to eat.”

“You shouldn’t be here. You’ll get sick, too.”

THE COMFORT:

“Honey, have you been crying? What is it? What’s wrong?”

“I think you’d better take a break.”

“It’s not your fault, sweetheart. You did everything you could.”

“You don’t have to go through this alone. I’m right here for you if you’ll just let me in.”

“There’s nothing wrong with you. There is absolutely nothing wrong with you. Don’t ever let yourself believe that there is.”

“You really don’t realize just how many people love you, do you?”

“If you’re not going to take care of yourself, at least let me do it for you!”

“I’m sorry. I know it hurts.”

“You’re not alone, baby. You never have been.”

“Let’s get you some food.”

“You’re dead on your feet, poor thing. Come on, you need some sleep.”

“Stay where you are. I’m coming to get you.”

“Tell me where it hurts.”

“How many times have I told you to be more careful?!”

“It’s okay. It’s okay. I’m right here, okay? I’m not gonna leave you. I’m never gonna leave you.”

“Oh, honey, you’re safe now. I promise. I’m not going to let anything happen to you.”

“Go ahead and take a shower. I’ll fix you something to eat.”

“What happened to you, baby?”

“I’ll kill that bastard. I’ll kill him for what he did to you.”

“You look like shit, man.”

“Whoa, whoa, take it easy! You got pretty banged up back there, and you don’t want to go making yourself worse.”

“I’m not trying to baby you. It’s called taking care of my friends.”

“Sweetheart, you’re burning up! Why didn’t you say anything? Why didn’t you tell anyone you were sick?”

[mcflymemes]

"AM I INTERRUPTING SOMETHING?" PROMPTS *  assorted dialogue for slightly awkward moments and potentially some secrets accidentally revealed, adjust as necessary

i can come back later if i have to.

i wasn't supposed to hear that.

oh, get a room, you two.

am i interrupting something?

i didn't mean to show up unannounced.

they told me to just let myself in.

i heard everything.

this seems like a bad time.

did i just see you kiss [name]?

i saw you hide something behind your back.

did i just see what i think i saw?

who were you talking to?

that was awkward.

so... care to fill me in?

i knew you were keeping something from me.

was i supposed to hear that?

when were you going to tell me the truth?

so that's what you've been hiding.

i knew there had to be more to this.

was i meant to hear that conversation?

you knew i was listening in.

i overheard what you said about me.

i might have heard you talk about it.

a little bird told me.

i won't tell a soul.

what just happened?

are you hiding things from me?

so... are you going to tell me what that was all about?

i knew it.

why will you tell them but not me?

do you not trust me with your secrets?

i can keep a secret.

you're hiding something.

what did i just walk in on?

don't try to play dumb. i heard everything.

should i come back later?

you're being very sneaky.

let's pretend i didn't just hear that.

i didn't mean to hear that.

you two seem busy.

i'll... wait in the other room.

oops. wrong room.

don't mind me.

i didn't see anything!

let's just carry on like nothing happened.

there's nothing to see here!

if you need me, i'll be over here.

it's not nice to keep secrets.

so... tell me everything you know.