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"But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for." - John Keating

[d3adbrainer]

"D3ads Masterlist"

Welcome to my blog where i post my work and yap!

This is my masterlist where there are info about my posts and links to all (or most) my works!!

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"Masterlist"

Poetry: "Upon The Tide Of Sorrow" "Full Of Brain & Life" "Orders Of Love" "The Space I Made" "The Flickering Flame" "A Hunger Named You"

Drabbels: "Never Have I Ever"

Dividers and banner creds: @dollywons and @roseschoices

[aransmind]

emo megumi

[coff-y]

Moment of honesty. For the longest time, I thought vampire fangs just... grew longer when needed. You know, like stretching. Then I was like... Hold on. That doesn't make sense.

So here's what I figured: the fangs are actually pretty long already — they're just tucked deeper into the gums. So normally, they're hidden, and when they 'extend', they're just... matching the rest of the teeth

[buddie-romance]

thank you ao3 for being an archive and not an algorithm. thank you for letting me like things without consequences, thank you for being free with no ads, thank you for having lawyers to defend our freedom of speech. thank you tag wranglers. thank you to all authors and thank you ao3

[hj-4hxxx]

me when i see Tyrion Lannister

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"A Hunger Named You"

Across the moaning, midnight sea, Your voice still feasts on parts of me Each whispered word, a sharpened knife, That carves me back to pulsing life.

I taste your name upon my tongue Sweet sin, from which all songs are sung And though your body lies afar, Your hunger burns where my thoughts are.

To love you is to be devoured, By memory’s teeth, by passion soured Yet gladly would I bleed, undone, To sate the ache that you’ve begun.

For distance is no shield, no gate Desire consumes, as death or fate And in the dark, I’m fed anew I eat the world to taste of you.

-Me

SHES BACKKK!! Had writers block but now i have a muse 👀👀 I LOVEEE cannibalism metaphors omfg

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"A Reflection's Lie"

I learned to wear the crimson smile, To twist my form, to play the guile For every gaze, a silent plea— “Please tell me who I'm meant to be.”

They looked, and I became their dream, A fleeting pulse, a shallow gleam Their hunger shaped my worth each night, A borrowed glow, a borrowed light.

I wore the smile, the painted skin, Believing love could bloom within But hands that touched me knew me not— They warmed the shell, but left me rot.

Their praise, like wine, would dull the ache, A hollow toast for beauty’s sake Yet when alone, the glass runs dry, And I am left to wonder why.

Was I not more than lips and thighs? Than sultry laughs and lowered eyes? But silence answered, cold and wide, While shame and longing walked beside.

I craved the gaze that made me real, That told me what I ought to feel. Yet every night I gave away A part of me that dared to stay.

Now in the mirror’s glass I seek A voice that once was mine to speak But all I see is what they crave. Not who I am, but what I gave.

Oh let me strip this mask, this guise, And stand unshaped by strangers’ eyes To find, beyond the lust and game, A self not bound by beauty's name.

-Me.

Divider cred: @dollywons

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REBLOG IF IT IS OKAY TO COME INTO YOUR INBOX AND SAY THE RANDOMEST SHIT I CAN THINK OF BECAUSE I REALLY WANT TO INTERACT WITH YOU.

[romandraconics]

when you’re intimidated by your mutuals but you reblog their posts

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[reeces--pieces]

every step is another death

i've been walking through this forest since the day that i was born i have fallen in love with pine trees and this constant sickly fog

i will have walked until my feet bled i will sleep until the blood dries and i'll get up and do it all again because it's all i have to do

i have walked a million miles and i have gone absolutely nowhere someday it'll make sense to me for now, it's the only place i'll be

i have been forced to find meaning in the moss that covers the trees i have been forced to live another day although i know nothing will change

this ache on my soles is all i am and i'd grow bored if i wasn't in pain so i continue my steps through here without a doubt, it's all in vain

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"The Flickering Flame."

They speak of her with voices proud, The golden daughter beneath the cloud; Her name, a song on every tongue— While mine is dust, and I, undone.

She shone with light they claimed was mine, Had I but dared, or dared in time; Yet where she soared, I crept below, A shadow none would care to know.

"Why can’t you be like her?" they said, As if her path were mine to tread; As if my soul were not a fire That burned too fast, and flicked entire.

My hands, though trembling, built in vain, What praise she earned, I bore in strain; They saw the faults, the fumbled try, But not the tears I dared not cry.

A child once bright, now pale with care, Who wore a mask too tired to wear— The flame within, long turned to coal, Still smolders in a hollow soul.

The medals hung upon her wall Feel like the weights that made me fall; And though I bled to make them proud, Their silence is still the loudest sound.

Yet still I breathe, though bent and broke, A wilted branch from elder oak; And dream—unseen, unheard, unknown— Of being loved, for me alone. -Me.

Divider cred: @dollywons

[medusas-rockin-tits]

THATS IT I’M TALKING ABOUT IT!!!

Carmilla’s character in Castlevania would have been SO much more impactful if they’d included Laura!

Can you IMAGINE?? What if the reason she tells Dracula “If you loved her, why did you not turn her into a vampire?” Was motivated by the fact that once, SHE loved a human woman? Loved her so much it nearly ached? Filled her world and her otherwise miserable married existence with color and life and vibrancy? Only to loose her to senseless violence and cruel men, in a way not unlike Dracula. Because she couldn’t save her, because she hadn’t turned her. But she didn’t have the power to burn the world for her lost love, she had to sit and fester and grieve and bleed and rot and rage and do nothing.

And even in his grief Dracula has more autonomy than she ever did! Why did his human lover deserve the end of all humanity but hers didn’t? Did it mean she somehow loved Laura less? All she wanted was to be safe and happy and men took Laura from her too, AND her power to avenge her!

It would have paralleled her so much stronger with Dracula. Both fueled by grief and rage, at loosing the woman they cared for most. Except Carmilla did not seek to die, but to feel safe again, to build the world for people like her that Laura did not get to live to see. Maybe it was something they spoke of when Laura was alive. But the rage and the despair twisted Carmilla and ate her alive. Two people so entrenched in grief it would lead to death. One cold and quiet and one loud and screaming, but the end just the same.

Anyways, Castlevania would have been infinitely better if you’d had Carmilla motivated by that sweet specially flavored sapphic grief.

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"The Space I Made."

I left you once with steady hands, Convinced that silence understands, That distance was a gentler fate Than staying just to suffocate.

Your eyes, like dawn on summer seas, Still haunt my nights, still steal my ease; Your voice, once soft as falling rain, Now echoes in my soul's domain.

But now the nights are hollow things, Your name hangs heavy in the wings. I traded love for air and pride, And lost the home you were inside.

I told myself I’d find the sun, That I could breathe when we were done. But every dawn without your face Feels like a cold and foreign place.

I miss your laugh, your quiet stare, The way you never left me bare. I miss the fights, the tears we shed— The proof we lived, the things we said.

I ache for all I walked away, Each word I didn’t think to say. And now I haunt the life I chose, Regret in bloom like withered rose.

Oh had I known the cost, the ache- The silent nights, the soul’s heartbreak- I’d trade the world and time's own thread, To lay once more where you do tread.

If time could turn, I’d run to you, Undo the harm that distance grew. But I remain, and you move on— A ghost of love, forever gone. -Me.

Divider cred: @dollywons

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"The Space I Made."

I left you once with steady hands, Convinced that silence understands, That distance was a gentler fate Than staying just to suffocate.

Your eyes, like dawn on summer seas, Still haunt my nights, still steal my ease; Your voice, once soft as falling rain, Now echoes in my soul's domain.

But now the nights are hollow things, Your name hangs heavy in the wings. I traded love for air and pride, And lost the home you were inside.

I told myself I’d find the sun, That I could breathe when we were done. But every dawn without your face Feels like a cold and foreign place.

I miss your laugh, your quiet stare, The way you never left me bare. I miss the fights, the tears we shed— The proof we lived, the things we said.

I ache for all I walked away, Each word I didn’t think to say. And now I haunt the life I chose, Regret in bloom like withered rose.

Oh had I known the cost, the ache- The silent nights, the soul’s heartbreak- I’d trade the world and time's own thread, To lay once more where you do tread.

If time could turn, I’d run to you, Undo the harm that distance grew. But I remain, and you move on— A ghost of love, forever gone. -Me.

Divider cred: @dollywons

[nekokoaaa]

One’s light

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HOLY FUCKN AIRBALL THIS NEEDS MORE ATTENTION

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"Upon The Tide Of Sorrow" I drown in an ocean of my own tears, A tide of blue bears me low, Where salty and bitter waters flow, No stars to light the night’s decay, No help to chase this grief away.

I drift beneath skies of ocean hue, Each breath I take, a deeper pain, No gentle flow, no saving grace, But drowning in this lone embrace. The winds of joy no longer blow, The bubble drown beneath the shore, And all that once was sweet and kind, Now haunts the corners of my mind.

Oh sweet Death is diving near, To hush the cries I’ve long held dear, But as I sink, my soul shall cry Why must the living learn to die? So let me fall, no struggle stay, Into the depths where dreams decay For I have danced with joy and pain, And now in tears, I sink again. -Me

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