𝖛𝖎𝖓𝖉𝖎𝖈𝖙𝖆

[dvoyd]

from the ashes he rose anew, like a phoenix; wings spread wide. all he knew was how to burn, and so he burned alive.

come closer, it’s warm near the fire | m.a.w (via dvoyd)

[seba-ciel]

Sebastian & Ciel pictures by Yana Toboso  - 5 / ∞ requested by anon

[rh-iannon]

[romanceofcrime]

[fetusinfetu-deactivated20210703]

[arimiechi]

[wordsnquotes]

Call me whatever you like; I am who I must be.

 Nietzsche, Friedrich. Thus Spoke Zarathustra. (via bloodanddye)

[lextclionis]

               ❝ 𝕴  have such a headache... ❞

[ulquiora]

[ella-bliss]

[butteryplanet]

[milksweater-deactivated20141218]

[lextclionis]

          Tepid sigh passes between pallid tiers, azure eye focused upon a crown of      raven hair as its owner whittles away at his task --- the bracing and bandaging      of a slender ankle, which rests against the dark pleat of his crooked knee. The      ache has set in, but neither does he flinch nor cry out as bone is pressed upon      by pristine, gloved digits. In truth, he should scold him. It was by no fault of his      own that the injury had come to pass. Perhaps under normal circumstances, it      could be said as much, but under the charge of a 𝖉𝖊𝖒𝖔𝖓, the responsibility of      his well-being fell wholly upon the creature to whom he had promised his soul.      If he wasn’t diligent enough to protect what was his --------------- shame on him.                        ❝ 𝕳 onestly...it isn’t that severe. I’ll be on my feet by tomorrow. ❞

[lextclionis]

                 ❝ 𝖂 hat’s your lot doing, snooping about here? This case is                  under my investigation. I don’t need Reapers interfering. ❞

[lextclionis]

          Slender hands aloft, backward does the young man pace to distance himself      from the elder, lest he take offense. Papers and books once held tight against a       paper-thin chest lie scattered across the freshly cut lawn, upon which he kneels      then to gather them in a nervous manner only half feigned.                     ❝ 𝕺 h --- Redmond! Sorry, I...wasn’t watching where I was going... ❞

[lextclionis]

             𝕷 ike this post to receive:

                                         ♚ 𝖆 short, para-style starter in any verse                                          ♚ 𝖆 long, novella-style starter in any verse                                          ♚ 𝖆 short, one-line starter in any verse                                          ♚ 𝖆 short, in-character ask

                                                                                           … 𝖙 o be done at my leisure.

[tomuse-blog]

i don’t want ( apologies ) i want you on your knees,  c h o k i n g  on your own blood i want my name on your lips, begging:

                     —————-     forgive me, forgive me, forgive me 

do not tell me you are sorry — i will show you ’ sorry ‘.