Silone

This is a collection of inspiration and stories for Silone Thorne. FF14/Balmung {This blog is NSFW and may contain dark content }

[antigonick]

And it was Death itself who stood behind me, with his arms wrapped around me as tight as iron bands, and his lipless mouth kissing my neck as if in love. But as well as the horror, I felt a strange longing.

Margaret Atwood, Alias Grace (via antigonick)

[lifeinpoetry]

what is it about her / that invokes devotion / she is terrible / yet she is grace / vermillion hands / nightmare smile / pools of blood that spread like light / she reaches out / destroys devils / destroys angels / even the ability / to destroy her own makers

Amrita C., from “Kali,” Incarnate (via lifeinpoetry)

[knife-in-the-shadows]

Announcement!

A few friends of mine have joined the ‘all under one tumblr’ idea and I will be doing the same. Apologies for the spam as all of my characters will now be under the Tumblr ( @waitingrose ) and any posts/inspo will be seen there. Please continue to follow me there <3 I love all of you. As always, I will keep this tumblr open for memories in more of an archived state! <3

[murallamuerta]

[wicked-virtue]

I fell in love with you for the millions of things you never knew you were doing.  ( @knife-in-the-shadows )

[traumatisedd]

I can’t make them leave

[verbosehealingstone]

Dark Side of Scorpio

secretive, manipulative, seductive, resentful, jealous

I tremble when his darkness sweeps over me, the strong allure of the unknown pulls me in his direction. Seduced by the sweet scent of destruction. I lose myself in his arms. I give myself to the night.

-Christy Ann Martine

Aries | Taurus | Gemini | Cancer | Leo | Virgo | Libra | Sagittarius | Capricorn | Aquarius | Pisces

[blood--in--the--water]

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[augureyblackgaunt]

moodboards: hades and persephone

“I wanted pomegranates— I wanted darkness, I wanted him. So I grabbed my king and ran away to a land of death, where I reigned and people whispered that I’d been dragged. I’ll tell you I’ve changed. I’ll tell you, the red on my lips isn’t wine. I hope you’ve heard of horns, but that isn’t half of it. Out of an entire kingdom he kneels only to me, calls me Queen, calls me Mercy.”

~ Daniella Michalleni, “Persephone Speaks”

[wordsnquotes]

[inkdnready]

[wicked-virtue]

( @knife-in-the-shadows​ )

[5-inch-and-more]

[thebluesthour]

Blue makes no noise. It is a shy colour, without ulterior motives, forewarning or plan; it does not leap out abruptly at the eye like yellow or red, but draws it in, tames it little by little, lets it come unhurriedly, so that it sinks in and drowns, unaware.

Jean-Michel Maulpoix (via ecmshock)

@wicked-virtue // Mikh'a

[knife-in-the-shadows]

Love me, that’s all I ask of you

Silone Thorne couldn’t fight it anymore. Somehow, someway, he was there. Standing in the eye of it with her as she tried to coil back from it all. The hunter had proven time and time again that he wasn’t to be swayed from his mark and desire to reach her. He just didn’t know how far that distance truly was and in this moment, she was wide open and pouring out the parts of her she thought would never find a voice. “I have spent…my whole life…keeping it locked away. I thought…” She hitched on it. “I thought I loved Crow but it was not real. He was just my focus. Then Soren happened and…that was the first time I truly believed it was real.” Tears wouldn’t fall but they were beyond her gaze and forcing them to soften. “I don’t want to hurt again, Mikh’a. I don’t give myself, any part of it, freely to anyone. Least of all my heart. And…I was already told before that…I wouldn’t be alone unless I told them to leave. And he left anyway. Even when I begged him to stay.” She swallowed hard but didn’t close her eyes. She didn’t want to shut away from him for anything. “I don’t want anymore games. I don’t…want the heartache or the uncertainty of what growing close to someone is. I don’t want to wake up and wonder if today is that day again. Where I am alone. Again. I don’t want it anymore.” Tears slipped down her cheeks and she seemed to hate that they had; drawing a quick breath. “Because I do have feelings for you.” 

Mikh'a Epocan listened, with that focus on her as the rest of the world was ignored, and he never let go of her. Never flinched back, crimson hues showed no sign of hurt or backing down, but his gaze softened. Not for her tears, but for her bravery. She had pushed past herself, fought herself to stand on the line. To shout across it and he kissed away the tears and brought his gaze back to her, "I do not play games with my heart or yours Silone... and you have already begged me to leave... and I stayed. I know all too well what it is to not want to give of yourself to anyone... but the truth is, you've already given and so have I. You can fight against it, just like I tried and failed to do.. but I won't go anywhere. I can't take back what is already given, its not in me." His head tilted slightly as he took her in a moment, crimson crossing her features and taking in each shift and emotion. "I told you before that I would catch you. That I would do so no matter if you repaid it in kind or not. You could tell me that you felt nothing for me and I would do it anyways." He shook his head slightly, "You just don't realize how worth fighting for you are... and anyone who can't see that is a fool." He leaned down and closed the distance between them, again his words brush just against her lips, "I am in love with you... and one day... I'm going to marry you, even if it takes us half our lives for me to prove to you that I am not going away." Before she could stop him or pause or panic and wall up he closed the distance and kissed her, putting that determination and dedication to his words into it. Putting his love for her, his hopes for them, all of it into that affection. { @wicked-virtue // Mikh’a }

[knife-in-the-shadows]

Stay

Mikh'a Epocan felt and heard the shift in her with his comment and he knew he had hit a nerve on something that he perhaps didn't know about or misspoke on. He closed his eyes as her hand started to pull away, his fingers tightened, and he spoke quietly, "I'm sorry to have hit whatever nerve I just hit... but please Silone... this time... I need you to fight them down, because this time I need you." He didn't know if she could do it, but he hoped she would at least try... because otherwise he would be fighting his way back alone again, and he wasn't sure he could do that without returning to the forests that gave him so much more peace than Ul'dah. He was far too close to where he had been before.

Silone Thorne watched that red shade as if it stood for more pain than she knew. She wanted to cross the room, take it, and chuck it in the sink for the waters to wash down. She wanted to tear down every painting in this room that was the shade of red that was taught to her and painted with that disgusting label to his children. Her reaction was always to tuck in and lash out whenever something struck hard to home and oh how these notes played like keys to her desires. But then his grip tightened, and he pleaded with her to stay. It repeated in her ears like a hollow echo and she pressed her pale lips together again. The loose hold was gaining strength again. As each finger fell against the outside of his hand it was a countdown to her backing out of that embrace she was used to …in favor of another. Her features slowly turned to look to him again with that hint of light cresting the edge. “I’m here.”

{ @wicked-virtue // Mikh’a }

[lifeinpoetry]

what is it about her / that invokes devotion / she is terrible / yet she is grace / vermillion hands / nightmare smile / pools of blood that spread like light / she reaches out / destroys devils / destroys angels / even the ability / to destroy her own makers

Amrita C., from “Kali,” Incarnate (via lifeinpoetry)

[dailyladylyrics]

[quotemadness]

When you find someone who can make you laugh. Smile. Grow. lust. Want. Crave. Feel. Make you mad but happy. Keep that. That’s euphoria.

Unknown (via quotemadness)

( @wicked-virtue // Mikh’a )