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megan. 23. she/hers. cst. ❝ tell her that she doesn’t need to change anything - that she’s pretty and perfect just as she is now. ❞

[museinspo]

“I’m not much like myself any more.”

— F. Scott Fitzgerald (via quotemadness)

[koreanbirdpaintingswrites]

“Darling, you were never meant to be Atlas; Lay down the world for a moment. I promise you, it will not fall.”

— heavy is the head that does not rest // p.s. (via gallixie)

[dyingenigma]

Steve Noh Sang-hyun for Marie Claire Korea 2022

[4am-reflections]

“no feelings,” he says as he wraps both of his arms around my waist, pulling me into his chest.

“no feelings,” i say when his fingers raise my chin towards his.

no feelings. our lips meet and a fire erupts inside me.

no feelings. days become weeks. his secrets become my own, his laughter the soundtrack of my nights.

no feelings. we lay on the couch, limbs intertwined. he plays with my hair. kisses me with his entire being as we say goodbye.

no feelings but i don’t mean it. i don’t mean it. i’m sorry.

4am

[vitruvians]

Hogwarts Houses + Desserts in Watercolour 

insp x

[fineapplepizza]

oh sorry i was thinking about myself did you want something

[ha-roro]

ᴇɴᴠʏ ʟᴏᴏᴋ: ᴛᴇᴇ + ᴅᴜɴɢᴀʀᴇᴇs

[theamericandreamgirl]

pizza and red wine and slow dancing to sinatra in the kitchen, please

[johnnybravo20]

[dreadwvlf-deactivated20210618]

johnnybravo20:

Adrianne Ho - Esquire Singapore (September 2017)

[thecarnageclub]

It begins in blood. The kind that binds brother to brother, that holds hearts close together and puts roses in the cheek; a scarlet sanctuary of the body upon which kings and men swear sacred devotion to — my flesh and blood unto yours. Perhaps it bloomed within humanity a blessing, this roaring flush of mortal ichor, with every heavenly intention of harkening a peace, a harmony, an enduring loyalty among kin. But one hundred years later, hands stain in crimson. The waters run red.

NOW, HEAVEN HOLDS NO POWER AGAINST ME—

One cursed to wander a cruel earth until his eyes bled black and skin peeled blue, the other nestled warmly in the heavenly favor of a divine judicator: they would both sink in time to the desolate ground, left to waste as all men must. But what had risen from their temporal flesh was a reckoning, a vendetta of smoke and bloodfire. Their followers, their worshippers, their families, interwoven and trickling against time, would carry their predecessors’ damned legacies across generations, biting into every civilization and society. It seems even God can’t save this affliction of fury now — strife is sewn around a crackling city, its streets fractured permanently into two political houses, four families staking their namesakes across every corner of the world. It is bloodshed that brings glory to these proud households, and devastation that feeds their graceless wrath, filling them with hateful black lacquer to conquer all others. They are your golden monarchs, your war-torn soldiers, your courtesans and medicinemen, your gunmetal assassins and slickest thieves; all sworn to the cause of one ancient brother or the other, the blood in their bodies an immortal edict. Cain kisses Abel, blood on the teeth. What begins in blood will only ever end in it.

—FOR I AM REMADE DARK AND OF FERAL DESTINY.

FLESH & BLOOD is an upcoming literate bio roleplay inspired by The Borgias and the Biblical figures of Cain and Abel, centering around four great families who serve under their legacies in a fictional Renaissance universe. REBLOG to receive immediate access to the MASTERLIST upon this promo post exceeding 70 notes. To receive updates and join the conversation, track #FABTALK.

[ha-roro]

sᴛʏʟᴇɴᴀɴᴅᴀ 🌺 3ᴄᴇ

[saiyang1rl]

[scarletsaints]

[unholyteasers]

                                      THERE IS NO IMPUNITY                                     IN THIS HOUSE OF GODS.

   They rose from the depths of chaos and depravity, the most powerful vampires upon the face of the earth; and beneath their lethal jurisdiction the rest bowed in terror.

                                        BEAUTY IS TERROR…

    Blood pays for blood. The Great Covens have ruled over the world for millennia – a hundred thousand years of fear, a hundred thousand years of majesty and sin so sacred that it burns. Their court is shrouded in darkness, their empire expanded through terror. Like gods of the unholy divine, they kiss and conquer and destroy; bathed in vainglory and draped in lace. They are immortal in splendor; as is their legacy, shining with the radiance of a thousand black suns. And as the heavens rain darkness, the masses fall at their feet: and in their wake the ground grows slick with blood, tasting of carnage as primal as the birth of the world. Death courts them, desolation trembles at their name.    Languidly, they reign in their palace of crystal chandeliers and scarlet silk – and in those shadowed courts of smoke and fury, prepare to devour all which lays before them. Cruelty is an artform, and killing a sport. They strike their enemies down like lambs at a slaughter, with such exquisite grace that it could almost be called b e a u t i f u l . They have ruled the world since the beginning of time. And what could stop them now?

                                         & TERROR IS POWER.

U N H O L Y E M P I R E is a literate roleplay coming Summer 2018. REBLOG this post to receive the password to the character masterlist when the teaser blog is released. To join the talktag & follow updates, visit #unholytalk.

[sseuregis]

crazy rich asians (2018)           the only thing crazier than love is family

[muimuchi]

Gotta hop on that bandwagon

[marriedtolali]

[melisica]

Megan Braaten