i. the acolyte

𝐥𝐞𝐭'𝐬 𝐬𝐚𝐲 . . . 𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐝.

[daevotee]

"i'm a thug, a REBELLIOUS CHILD"

      ❝     you   are   literally   the   head   of   law   enforcement.   look   at   your   suit.     ❞

[cherrybugspray]

even bad bitches have panic attacks sometimes right

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i   feel   as   though   it’s   necessary   to   address   :   divergence.     vinda   obviously   carries   a   degree   of   divergence   to   her   in   her   main   verses   and   private   verses.   a   divergence   that   will   even   likely   change   the   deeper   i   dive   into   her.   i   love   divergent   muses.   so   you’re   more   than   welcome   to   approach   me   with   ideas   different   from   vinda’s    main   ????   if   there   are   certain   aspects   that   come   from   her   canon   or   main   canon   that   you   feel   don’t   quite   flow   with   how   you   write   your   muse   . . .   tell me.   i  want   to   know   and   i   am   more   than   open   to   working   with   you   and   establishing   an   individual   dynamic.   private   verses   ,   aus   ,   whatever   you   are   comfortable   with   ???   honestly   ,   slam   dunk   me.

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[daevotee]

​❝ nothing taste better than chocolate. ❞ / she gives credence his first,,, chocolate bar ​[ eyes ]

the five senses sentence starters. accepting.

𝑯𝑰𝑺 𝑬𝑵𝑱𝑶𝒀𝑴𝑬𝑵𝑻 𝑵𝑬𝑨𝑹 𝑷𝑨𝑳𝑷𝑨𝑩𝑳𝑬.                the delight in his eyes near child - like.     it’s his first one and he’s enraptured in it.     vinda cannot blame him.     there are these simple things he should try     ,     should enjoy     ,     should have known already     ,     and she is pleased to introduce him to them.     chocolate is just one but seems to contest for the winner.     vinda’s mouth curves in amusement     ,     thin fingers brushing his hair     (     grown since he’s arrived     )     as she passes his chair.     she cannot deny she has since taken to him     ,     an echo of herself in him she’s come to learn     ,     under her tutelage.

      ❝     do   not   eat   it   too   fast   or   all   at   once     ,     chéri.     it   will   upset   your   stomach.      ❞

[daevotee]

aurorheroed replied to your post: vinda   is   gellert’s   right   hand.     ( ...

vinda is the love of theseus’s life and travers’s best friend. (you can’t) change my mind

good.     you   can’t   change   my   mind   either.

[daevotee]

vinda   is   gellert’s   right   hand.     (   you   can’t   )   change   my   mind.

[trvers]

‘ what, from the bottom of my heart, the fuck. ’

rosier’s  words  elicit  a  real,   genuine  laugh  from  torquil  before  he  has  a  chance  to  cover  it  up  with  his  typical  scoff  or  scowl.    he  hadn’t  been  able  to  caution  her  before  she  knelt  and  pulled  his  pant  leg  halfway  up  to  tend  to  his  newly  sprained  ankle  so  that  they  could  carry  on    (   torquil  has  never  been  particularly  adept  at  healing  spells  himself,   unfortunately,   he’s  the  director  of  magical  law  enforcement  and  not  a  healer  for  a  reason   ).    now  her  incredulous  eyes  seem  to  be  trained  on  his  colorful,   brightly  flashing  sock  as  if  she  cannot  look  away.      “   –   don’t  breathe  a  word  of  this  to  any  of  the  others,   rosier.    i  have  a  reputation  to  uphold.   ”

[daevotee]

plot   with   me   you   utter   heathens

[vaememes]

THE    FIVE    SENSES     /      SENTENCE    STARTERS  .

some   may   be   nsfw   and   /   or   be   triggering.   

01    :     TOUCH .

❝ i love this [ FABRIC ], it feels satisfying. ❞

❝ your touch. it leaves me breathless. ❞

❝ your touch is unlike any other. ❞

​❝ have you ever felt anything more comfortable? ❞

❝ feel this. what does it feel like to you? ❞

❝ i wanted to see what it felt like. ❞

​❝ touch it. i dare you. ❞

​❝ you felt ice cold when i touched you. ❞

​❝ you feel warm to me. ❞

​❝ i love the feel of [ FABRIC ] against my skin. ❞

​❝ i love the feel of your skin against mine. ❞

​❝ i would never touch anyone else. ❞

​❝ i love the feel of your hair between each of my fingers. ❞

​❝ don’t you dare touch me. ❞

​❝ i want to feel your lips against my own. ❞

​❝ i can feel your pulse. it jumped. ❞

​❝ let me give you a massage. ❞

❝ you feel like home to me. ❞ 

02     :      TASTE .

❝ i love the taste of you. ❞

❝ i can never forget that taste. ❞

❝ fair warning, it does have a bitter taste. ❞

​❝ no offense, you just aren’t my taste. ❞

❝ can i have a taste of that? ❞

❝ i have yearned for the taste of your lips. ❞

​❝ that tasted pretty good actually. ❞

​❝ it just left a really bad taste in my mouth so no thanks. ❞

​❝ nothing taste better than chocolate. ❞

​❝ i’ve got something you might want to taste. ❞

​❝ i will forever savor that taste. ❞

​❝ blood has such a metallic taste. ❞

​❝ my taste buds are mad at me after eating that. ❞

​❝ how’s it feel to get a taste of your own medicine? ❞

​❝ you didn’t even taste it. ❞

​❝ trust me, you’ll want to taste this. ❞

​❝ i think it has a bit of bitter sweet taste. ❞

❝ so you tasted it, did you like it? ❞

03     :      SIGHT .

❝ i see you. ❞

❝ i’ve never seen things so clearer than i do now. ❞

❝ it’s too dark, i can’t see anything. ❞

​❝ how can you see anything? it’s pitch dark. ❞

❝ i’ve looked close enough and i see you for what you are. ❞

❝ please, just look at me. ❞

​❝ stop staring at me like that. ❞

​❝ get that light out of my face. ❞

​❝ it’s so bright outside today. ❞

​❝ what’s wrong? what did you see? ❞

​❝ you’re scared, you must have saw something. ❞

​❝ what i saw, you’ll never believe me. ❞

​❝ i’ve never seen you before. ❞

​❝ have we seen one another before? ❞

​❝ you see me for what i truly am. ❞

​❝ i didn’t see anything. ❞

​❝ did you see that? ❞

❝ i can’t believe my eyes. ❞

04     :      SOUND .

❝ shhh, i just heard something. ❞

❝ did you hear that? ❞

❝ what is that sound? ❞

​❝ i missed the sound of your voice. ❞

❝ do you hear me? stay away from me. ❞

❝ i hear you, loud and clear. ❞

​❝ i’m sorry, what was that? i didn’t hear you. ❞

​❝ i’ve heard that sound before. ❞

​❝ you didn’t hear anything at all? ❞

​❝ can you hear what they’re saying? ❞

​❝ aw, i love the sound of music. ❞

​❝ i never said i could hear them. ❞

​❝ wait, hear that? something is coming. ❞

​❝ i could hear screams … ❞

​❝ i heard you all the way upstairs. ❞

​❝ you didn’t just hear that? that sound? that noise? ❞

​❝ trust me, you’re going to want to hear this. ❞

❝ please, just hear me out. ❞

05     :      SMELL .

❝ what is that smell? ❞

❝ i have missed your smell. ❞

❝ you smell nice. ❞

​❝ it’s unlike anything i’ve smelled before. ❞

❝ i smell the food cooking from here. ❞

❝ do you smell that? ❞

​❝ how are you able to smell that? ❞

​❝ no offense but it really smells. ❞

​❝ it’s starting to smell. ❞

​❝ tell me, you’ve smelled this before. ❞

​❝ i know that smell, it’s the smell of lies. ❞

​❝ i can smell you from here. ❞

​❝ are you smelling me? ❞

​❝ i missed the smell of your hair. ❞

​❝ i need to step away, get some fresh air. ❞

​❝ do you smell that? that’s the smell of freedom. ❞

​❝ i could never erase your smell. ❞

❝ i can smell the fear on you from here. ❞

[daevotee]

What PSD did you use on your dash icon? Its gorgeous!

the   psd   i   use   comes   from   plutocommissions   !   it’s   been   minorly   finessed   to   suit   vinda   but   it   is   PSD. 124   :   PROMISES.     i’ve   linked   the   devia.nta.rt   page   you   can   find   it   at.

[daevotee]

"how could you ever think that after what you spied on us, used us, that i could forgive you? what, you think that because you stepped in and helped us, that makes you one of the good guys now? did you do that to save your friends or because you truly believed what grindelwald is doing is wrong? i want nothing to do with you. you will not have my forgiveness or my trust ever again. you deserve to rot in azkaban."

send me asks : break her heart

𝑺𝑯𝑬 𝑴𝑨𝑹𝑽𝑬𝑳𝑬𝑫 𝑯𝑰𝑴 𝑻𝑶𝑶 𝑲𝑰𝑵𝑫 , 𝑻𝑶𝑶 𝑺𝑶𝑭𝑻 𝑶𝑵𝑪𝑬.                that his golden heart might be that which fails him someday.     yet his tongue licks lashes     ,     a whip struck cruelly.     she supposes this is the aftershocks of her betrayal.     a venom which lingers in the seams of a bite messily     ,     badly stitched.     her touch had turned black     ,     midas with none of the glimmer.     the blood on her hands ruined any chance of that.     there were stains that would never come out.     a red tint to frigid digits that never seemed to leave.

𝑨𝑪𝑰𝑫𝑰𝑻𝒀 𝑺𝑻𝑹𝑰𝑲𝑬𝑺 𝑯𝑬𝑹 𝑩𝑨𝑪𝑲.                vinda rosier flinches.     it is bitter in her mouth     ,     in her stomach     ,     in her being.     bitter and biting.     does he not know she already rots ?     from the inside out     ,     ligaments plume     ,     sinews collapse.     and still     ,     her heart has not given out despite the soft bruises     ,     the spots you can so easily push your fingers through and feel the fluid squelch     ,     see the poison oozing.     she is nothing but poisons and venoms to be delivered in poking thorns and gnashing teeth.     it is all she ever will be.

𝑷𝑬𝑹𝑯𝑨𝑷𝑺 𝑺𝑯𝑬'𝑫 𝑩𝑬𝑬𝑵 𝑻𝑶𝑶 𝑯𝑶𝑷𝑬𝑭𝑼𝑳.                a foolish thing.     to hope.     had she not yet learned ?     so many times had she seen flame extinguished.     seen the light fade.     theseus …     there hadn’t been hostility.     but in that     ,     she’d read too much into it.     silence did not mean welcome.     she hadn’t imagined forgiveness.     as much as the glide of fingers over heartstrings ached for it     ,     a bleeding chord on the harp she played alone.     forgiveness was not hers to plead for yet.     but a chance …     she’d hoped.     he     ,     the fates     ,     cuts the string.     there’d never been any chance for her.

𝑻𝑬𝑨𝑹𝑺 𝑫𝑶 𝑵𝑶𝑻 𝑪𝑶𝑴𝑬.                (   they will come later     ,     when there is no one to see her give the last piece of her   ).     and this is where he is wrong.     there has never been anything good in her     ,     not then and not now.     she knows it as she thinks of amelia     ,     a fatality of her careless hiss.     a girl bathed in sun     ,     god touched hands tender in her hair to plait.     it is the first touch vinda had known that wasn’t soaked in death.     vinda’s touch had gotten her too.     amelia’s lifeless body tears at her soul.     not just hers.     dowson     ,     leroy     ,     flitwick     ,     stump     ,     tremblay     ,     king.     they are raw in her     ,     scraping her lungs in each inhale.     she can never be sorry enough.

𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑯𝑬𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑩𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑲 𝑰𝑺 𝑰𝑵 𝑯𝑬𝑹 𝑺𝑴𝑰𝑳𝑬.                lips curl     ,     crimson for all that she is blood     ,     not an ounce her own.     joy does not settle in such a mein.     soft things do not touch her     ,     do not come from her.     a skeleton grins at him     ,     the horrors of her soul bare.     dorian’s seems an angel’s plight beside hers     ,     for even feasting maggots succumb to her.               ❝      may it ease your mind     ,     monsieur scamander     ,     the ground will swallow me one day and take me someplace worse than hell.     my body is already cold.     may it bring you peace     ,     that you will watch my demise.     whether i am strung as an example or my head is rolling at your feet.     there is nothing good in me.     i don’t pretend to believe anything else.     i cannot atone and i do not ask forgiveness unless it is for yourself.     my fate is sealed     ,    i know it well.     i hope it comforts you to know it as well.     ❞

[daevotee]

“ Bring home that bacon! “ - trvers

a meme....somewhere....out there............... it’s fine........ @trvers

𝑰𝑻 𝑰𝑺 𝑼𝑵𝑬𝑿𝑷𝑬𝑪𝑻𝑬𝑫 𝑯𝑶𝑾 𝑻𝑯𝑬𝒀 𝑻𝑨𝑲𝑬 𝑻𝑶 𝑬𝑨𝑪𝑯 𝑶𝑻𝑯𝑬𝑹.                he is among those she counts as her friends.     they even take lunch together     ,     sometimes.     it has theseus befuddled most times.     stumped     ,     suspicious even     ,     when he stumbles across them laughing together one day at a pair of words amusing only to them.     an inside joke.     theseus doesn’t understand.     few do.     perhaps it had started when she replaced a ruined pair of his brightly colored socks.     flashes and all.     she couldn’t say     ,     just knows that it is.     he is her friend and has     ,     to her surprise     ,     been swiftly supportive.     verbally so.     even if she doesn’t always understand what he means     ,     that same enthused tone encourages her     ,     coats the words she supposes he picked up in his recent trip to the united states.     a habit of his     ,     picking up phrases.     she’s corrected and perfected his french notes.     or perhaps it is just the french part of her that does not understand.     but the intention is clear.

     ❝     would   you   expect   any   less   from   me   ?      ❞

[daevotee]

do mouses have wee-wees

      ❝     …                                         ❞

      ❝     i’m   now   taking   applications   for   a   new   boyfriend.      ❞

[fireandsteelofangels]

the universe whispers in my ear “you deserve better than this bloodstained broken soul” and I can only think about how wrong the stars are for my heart would have warned me to run  but instead it saw the good person burrowed inside the bruises instead it saw the same shadows that drift over my skin  and it dug itself, bloody and barely beating, to replace the empty space in his chest  the very first time he spoke my name like it was the start of his salvation  so tell me, constellations, I see the good in him and if the universe thinks me so good  what does that say about just how brightly he burns so when his hands touch me with a gentleness he doesn’t grant himself when he looks at me with his knuckles red and raw I know that violence doesn’t equal damned  and the universe whispers “darling, you can’t save him” oh, the fates tangle their threads but this time they are so mistaken  and I can only bring myself to swear “watch me do it anyway”

he saved me first, you know by Abby S (via insp0s)

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if you’d like to support the author  /  feel free to change pronouns as needed

potential warnings for  :  mild allusions to homophobia 

“ i am going to hurt you ” “ you are going to hurt me ” “ i swear to god it will be worth something ” “ it’s always going to be like this  ,  isn’t it ? ” “ everything is a promise ” “ my heart looks like a bruise and i almost don’t mind ” “ loneliness aims to make a spectacle of me ” “ i forget how to say my own name ” “ i don’t know what i’m doing here without you ” “ i know this isn’t going to end well but i don’t think it matters ” “ everything is perfect .  everything is fine ” “ i slept incredibly well before i met you ” “ how much room do we have to breathe ? ” “ how do you effectively hold onto something that you don’t want other people to see ? ” “ what if i want other people to see it ? ” “ i don’t know if this is worth putting a name to ” “ you call it a sin when we kiss ” “ you only hear the word unholy in your mother’s voice ” “ what a slow way to die ” “ my soul can’t bear to be without yours ” “ that doesn’t mean it works ” “ i am the one saying goodbye ” “ i don’t remember anything before you ” “ the ocean always looked like you ” “ she does not remind me of anything  ;  everything reminds me of her ” “ i’m sorry for trying to love you before i knew what i was doing ” “ most days i pity you more than i love you ” “ i was as close as skin to you once ” “ sometimes i don’t feel like a person ” “ you are still the first person i want to share new things with ” “ i couldn’t remember the last time i’d been happy ” “ some people are born flight risks ” “ i feel like i’ve been sleepwalking for the last three months ” “ i need a crash course in my own body language ” “ i’m trying my best not to find this poetic ” “ there is an emptiness here that i swear was not here before ” “ my worth is not defined by a man and neither is yours ” “ i’m not going through a phase ” “ remember how you would like to be treated ” “ i know this isn’t what you wanted it to be ” “ you can still make something good out of it ” “ there are people i’ve slept with just because we hurt the same way ” “ you were born with an open mouth and empty hands ” “ you were never supposed to be a lesson ” “ sore muscles have always been a sign of growth ” “ my mother says she’s not surprised but she doesn’t understand ” “ people don’t have roots for a reason ”