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ok so i moved my multi here bc this one is crowded & ugly.

two amaranth figures. bless’d devour of sins who blooms with saccharine intentions . like an ethereal force , she makes her way through the crowd , shining and vivid in vivacity and vibrancy . petaled lilies part . ❝ so you’re the sister . i have to say , you aren’t what i was expecting . .... in a good way , i mean . lucifer’s just --- he’s a little out there , i never know what to expect . ❞ a hopeful entity , perhaps , that is what makes her human . ❝ i’m chloe . chloe decker . ❞

@envykilled

#envykilled #tbt .

hope-mikaelson

Alice Quinn : Season 1, Ep 5 - Mendings, Major and Minor

#╰ ★ VISAGE : VICTORIA WALKER .#cute !!!!

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@holyfame .

enticing like the incarnation of lust . azure eyes are sinful . the past’s grief is forgotten , buried behind desires left unspoken . she is the devil and the devil wants to devour holiness . ❛ if it helps , i can take my shirt off . ❜ esurient heart . tantalizing grin graces the curvature of cardinal glossed lips . ❛ you know i wouldn’t mind . i’d do anything to help you . ❜

inhumed esprit. amaranth temptation sings out like ambrosia to violate . brusquerie manner flashes heat ‘pon her cheeks . prideful woman ! it is not in her to resist tenacity . ❝ i’m a doctor , you can’t say things like that to me . ❞ no denial slips her tongue , but a refusal fuses still . denouement attempted . ❝ let me see your arm ---- no sudden movements . ❞

#likethcrns #she's trying her best ):#╰ ★ WRITINGS : VICTORIA WALKER .

can you imagine going your whole life wanting so desperately to believe in this escape .. in this magical world you’ve become so obsessed with , that’s guided you through rough patches in your life , thinking about how much it has helped you even in a fictitious setting , let alone if its magic were real . bc quentin did . he not only had faith deep down in this sort of thing , in something being missing , in knowing too much about fillory & possibilities , but being such a kid at heart with it . not only that , but it did come true . it did & he thought ... he thought its magic could fix things . that this was his chance to get better . but the depression stayed , his hero was a disgusting excuse of a human , he was not as brave or as good as he thought . magic ruined everything , made it worse . magic roots from pain & he cannot do anything good with it . his dad died because of it . his friends died because of it . he did nothing , at least , according to himself , & he’s still some big disappointment he always thought he was . magic did nothing for him . fillory did nothing for him . all they did was confirm his fear : that he’s not good enough & never will be .

#i'm emo about my boy tonight .

not only did quention & eliot live a long life together & remember it , but quentin thought of it as proof that this thing he was feeling could work & was real & he wanted to give it a shot but eliot couldn’t . i think about that every single day of my life .

#it hurts so much to see him everyday.#to be close with him still.#but to not ... be what they used to be or what they could be.#and then eliot getting ... possessed.....#it's just.. a lot for him #he's so TIRED #tired of fighting and of not being able to fix anything.#magic was supposed to be his missing piece.#his solution.#his chance at fixing things.#being the hero he's DREAMED of being forever.#but he still can't do it..#it's not that nothing was real anymore...#it's that HE can't do it..#it confirms every worst fear.#tbd.

envykilled‌:

𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡'𝐬 𝐯𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐦 . the unknowing bride to athanasy . pulchritudinous asphodel . perturbation is no secret . thou shalt not lie ! terror burdened . seraphs turn a blind eye . elysium condemns saccharine sonneteer . ❝ who are you ? what are you talking about ? ❞ the devil & his smile . the depraved games he plays . resurrecting girl , resurrecting pawn . the soil you died in is not where you lie . hell consumes . wild eyes . they search for survival , for escape . but where did fleeing get her last time ? a date with the reaper’s scythe . ❝ please — please , i don’t know what you’re speaking of ! i don’t even know where i am ! ❞

AN ACRID DEVOURING ! to the bitter end , to the bitter beginning : an ode to cruelty sings the song of the wolf heart . it coils , his cruelty , it suffocates . an asphytic rendering of vile things . creeps itself ‘round her neck and squeezes the heart , the throat , and the mind . he is the rapture ! the devil carves marble flesh . tears the wings off seraphim without a second thought . it is astounding ; how apathetic he can be . his love has been inhumed and all empathy sepulchered . ❛ now , now . relax . all your answers will come with time , love . ❜ is a smile from cambion reassuring ? teeth , teeth , teeth flash the grin . it is bloody and sharp . it is devoid of anything slightly holy . heaven cannot coexist within hell’s flame . ❛ please , do not bother fleeing . you’ll simply be wasting both of our time . ❜

#envykilled #╰ ★ WRITINGS : KLAUS MIKAELSON .#this took all my brain cells..........

❛ WELL , WELL . if it isn’t the woman of the hour . i was beginning to think you wouldn’t wake up, ❜ leviathan . cenotaph illusions , he brings death ‘pon every crevice of the earth which he inhabits . less man , more beast . with crazed eyes and blood dripping down his chin , he looks maddening . the grin is feral . it is sharp like teeth . ❛ it’s lucky for me and you both that you did . ❜ perhaps it is a lie : it is better to die than to be in his grasp . the devil weeps at what he reaps and the scythe licks his wounds .

@envykilled .

#here rat.#envykilled #╰ ★ WRITINGS : KLAUS MIKAELSON .

juliawvicker

#he's a bitch #╰ ★ VISAGE : QUENTIN COLDWATER .

envykilled·:

𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐑𝐘𝐌𝐎𝐒𝐄 𝐌𝐘𝐓𝐇 . mourn a tale . mourn a girl that conjured a reverie . delirium kissed lips & honeyed visage . she is ethereal . ❝ the seven keys ? i’m afraid i have never heard of such a thing . ❞ melodious voice . soft heart aches apologetically . anathema induced amnesia . a thousand stories heard & then forgotten . ❝ are you sure it is my help you seek ? i don't recall hearing of such a quest before , but i would like to help you . ❞

trapped within the confines of fictitious upbringing and infatuation . these books of mythopoeic origins swathed in magic , in mystery , in everything that asphodel heart craves . he has memorized every detail . soaked in every back door , in every possibility --- theorized , romanticized , lived . such a large detail sinks from his memory at the sight of the girl off the pages . the one he once dreamed of , the one he once held in his heart during youthful years . a saccharine entity with a flower petal heart . oh , how she’s once stolen his . ❛ -- right , right , no , i know that . you uh .. someone once approached you and asked if you’d hide one . i just .. no one knows why , or what it is , or where it is ... ❜ ephemeral pause , words and images pour themselves through his brain . ❛ do you think , maybe , you could write us one ? ❜ tender flushed cheeks ! numina presence enlightens and swells the heart .

#they OWN my HEART #envykilled #╰ ★ WRITINGS : QUENTIN COLDWATER .

envykilled·:

𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐃𝐀𝐌𝐄 . saccharine miscreant . punished by death ! love was the sin & the beginning of her labefaction . ❝ i’m in a book ? ❞ the dramatist , ne’er the character . the notion of such brings a pulchritudinous smile & her vibrant giggling . ❝ am i blessed with a happy ending ? do i find all that i have ever longed for ? ❞ an innocent inquiry . — but curiosity lurks ‘neath the surface . heaven , she will beg for clemency , but grant her knowledge of the moirai & their intentions . let a singular soul know her destiny .

propheteer , man of clairvoyance ruins . he holds truth and prophecies under his tongue . swallows them and devours the future whole . apophenia is for fictitious understandings . ❛ honestly , i can’t tell you . it never says . ❜ he is the grim , the reaper of life . asphodel lungs ; they do no good here . convalesce attempts with no dalliance . delphic remains buried ‘neath bones and magic spring into life . ❛ listen , uh ---- i need your help . my friends and i do . you see , we’re on this quest . well , technically i am ... have you ever heard of the seven keys ? ❜

#this sucks but it's not my fault #i can't write in the morning i don't knOW WHy i trie #tried #my brain isnt awake ..........#and the dog is laying on my ENTIRE arm and hALF my COMPUTER #╰ ★ WRITINGS : QUENTIN COLDWATER .#envykilled

darquemagicians

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#baby boy baby #╰ ★ VISAGE : QUENTIN COLDWATER .

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𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐅𝐔𝐋 𝐖𝐈𝐃𝐎𝐖 . a cruel title for one that never wed . the bells never rung , a kiss was never shared . hellfire burned what a heart desired . blood fell from the sky . what is a fairy tale without trials & tribulations though ? mythopoetic demoiselle . ❝ will you be staying here for awhile ? ❞ fated to lonesomeness , espoused to amnesia . ❝ i don’t have too many visitors & i wouldn’t mind the company . ❞

* @holyfame !

oh , the magic that runs in these veins ! how he thirsts for it again . a hunger that cannot be satisfied , a thirst simply inexplicable . acquiesce is normality , though this time he serves a purpose greater than himself . it is what he’s always wanted . valor scarred lungs : he is the dead whisper of heroes , the gods long forgotten share hide within . ❛ uh , no ... no , actually --- ❜ he’s struck . mouth opens again and again , but far too much bubbles within his chest . astral boy / bouleversement attempted . ❛ sorry , you’re actually in one of my books , and i’ve always wanted to meet you . ❜

#envykilled #╰ ★ WRITINGS : QUENTIN COLDWATER .