⋆pathological truther⋆

i don’t know what’s happening

[iridescentropy]

i used to be wildflowers-and-poetry (still am in my heart) but tumblr is simply a place for me to go completely feral and abandon all humanity. wildflowers and poetry are insanely humane and i just can’t do that here

[iridescentropy]

*has ringworm*

oh that? the circle of fungus? that’s a fairy ring… yeah no i’m not allowed to touch it or they’ll take me…. yeah no it’s like super itchy but the fairies won’t let me-

[iridescentropy]

i had an incredibly vivid dream months ago that i still haven’t gotten over.

i was lying in a bed, not like the one i have but i knew it was my bed. there was a window behind me with white sheer curtains and i had just woken up. i turned my head to my right, and she was next to me. it was a face i did not recognize, but i knew that she was home to me. she was made for me. i remember she had blonde hair, and the sun in it was the most beautiful sight. she smiled, and held my face, and she kissed me. i have never been kissed before, but in the dream it was so nice. it just felt right. i could seriously feel her lips on mine, her hands on my face, the sheets against my skin.

then i woke up. and she was all i thought about for the rest of the day. and now, every time i think about what a real kiss would feel like, i imagine what i felt that night. i don’t know what it was, because in dreams i can’t normally feel things. but i felt her.

[iridescentropy]

this was years ago now, but i had another one. in my dream i woke up next to a beautiful sunbathed boy and i knew he was mine. it felt the same as the previous dream but it was more intimate and long lasting. he kind of looked like viktor from arcane.

[pinkamenaylin]

“I serve, a god”

A god that does not love you. A god that resents you. A god that used you as a rebound. A god that doesn’t believe you. A god that sees you as a second option. A god that does not speak to you. A god that will look you in the eyes and say he will kill you if you touch his mortal friend. A god that took pity on you. A god that wasn’t ever really there

[hartwinorlose]

first of all i will actually never be over daniel saying he will get on his knees and then armand bringing him right to them, so jot that down

[armandsfangs]

What if we get a 70s flashback of Daniel drinking Armand's blood, his lips on his throat, whimpering softly when Armand pushes him off, and when Armand indulgently strokes his hair and asks him what his vampire blood tastes like to a human, Daniel replies breathlessly,

"like honey and pineapple"

[iridescentropy]

hey so this is fucking crazy

[neverloumandover]

which could mean nothing

[iridescentropy]

WHICH COULD MEAN NOTHING

[cryptocism]

It would have taken another immortal to keep up with him.

so i haven't read the books but i did read the Devil's Minion chapter and this part made me laugh out loud:

[iridescentropy]

the canon things i learn about this show bring me such joy

[iridescentropy]

and what if i say that if i were daniel molloy in 1973, i would have gladly let armand throw me around like that for as long as he wanted to? what then?

[iridescentropy]

it’s okay to cry about regulus black every now and then

[andromerot]

what is art about? blood. what is love about? blood. what is hate about? blood. what is sex about? blood. what is history about? blood. what am i about? blood. what is blood about? idk ask a biologist i guess

[iridescentropy]

blood is actually an unreleased hozier song. blood is what will be spilled if he doesn’t put it on the album.

[iridescentropy]

love my man hozier fr but i’m staying true to my word. tracklist is released and so is The Beast because i need to see blood and so far, the tracklist cannot provide that.

[iridescentropy]

since this was posted he’s put out a whole other ep and teased ANOTHER one and i’m still bloodthirsty

[iridescentropy]

i want to haunt

[iridescentropy]

i need to start screaming into this void again

[iridescentropy]

there’s comfort in the rot

slowly, you and i become one

the void is calling

it receives no echo

skin and bones now

it doesn’t hurt so much anymore

i didn’t give in

i just gave up

i let you consume me

i cannot hear anymore

i cannot see

the void no longer calls

there’s comfort in the rot

[iridescentropy]

i feel so violently creative. i bound a book this week. i want to paint my girlfriend. i need to sink my hands into clay and come out on the other side with something beautiful. i want to pick up my pen and push it into the paper until i’m satisfied with what’s in front of me.

[iridescentropy]

sometimes i think the world is ending. i just need to wash my hair.

[iridescentropy]

she’s gone :(