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@masterchernabog
IM BACK (for now)
Im back, M!As are coming SOON, maybe right now, maybe tomorrow, but before Monday, get ready for fun!
SLEEPING AT LAST LYRIC STARTERS
Nothing prepared me for what the privilege of being yours would do.
I surrender who I’ve been for who you are.
If I had only felt how it feels to be yours, well I would have known what I’ve been living for all along.
I’ll keep you safe.
Can you feel the weight of it? The whole world at your fingertips.
But I promise you I’ll keep you safe.
You are an artist and your heart is your masterpiece.
Forgiveness is a lesson he cursed you to learn.
I don’t expect you to understand.
Maybe your light is a seed and the darkness the dirt? In spite of the uneven odds, beauty lifts from the earth.
Are you getting stronger or is time shifting weight?
You’ll always remember the moment God took her away.
These little words, somehow they’re changing us.
When we grew up, our shadows grew up too. But they’re just old ghosts that we grow attached to.
The tragic flaw is that they hide the truth.
I promise you’re enough, I promise you.
May you always know one thing: what little that I have to give, I will give it all to you.
You’re my one true love.
The smartest thing I’ve ever learned is that I don’t have all the answers.
Death is a cold, blindfolded kiss.
Change is slow but I feel it taking shape.
It feels like everything we’ve known is sink or swim.
Make a wish and hold it tight.
This time, we’ll try our very hardest not to try.
We’re closer to Heaven than we’ll ever know.
We are made of love, and every fracture caused by the lack of it.
Honestly, nothing’s even compared to you next to me.
Honestly, nothing’s ever made sense til you were next to me.
If time is money, then I’ll spend it all for you.
Honestly, nothing’s felt so sure than when you were next to me.
We are creatures of habit.
I can feel the weight around us, climbing every rib inside us.
I’ll be brave when you are frightened.
The whole is greater than the sum of its parts.
I’ll make you mine if you would have me.
I’ll prove my love if you would let me. Over and over and over again.
You were meant for amazing things.
The mind was made to illuminate the heart.
We inhale, exhale and reset.
Even after everything we’ve seen, we’ve barely caught a glimpse of what it means.
Every wrong will be made right.
Life is a mess we wake up to.
Our future is a blank page that we chose to pour ourselves into.
So slowly I’m losing who I’ve sworn to be.
I’ve spent my life building walls; brick by brick and bruise by bruise.
Help me remember the hope that I have compromised.
I know it seems it was just some crazy dream and I know my eyes were closed but this dream feels more real to me than life itself.
I’ll do whatever it takes.
We’re closer than ever before.
Chances are we are the same.
We reach with all of our might for such a noble aim as love.
The Mistress of all Evil and the embodiment of evil itself. #disneyworld #magickingdom #maleficent #chernabog
Disney animator Bill Tytla stares down his most menacing character, Fantasia’s Chernabog.
(Is it just me, or do these two kinda look alike?)
I’ve noticed this before, but I don’t recall if I’ve made a post on this, but is Hades’ chariot… Chernabog?
The chernabog light up cup from the blue bayou, so cool ⚡️
#Chernabog 😈
PSA —-
My muse is VICIOUS. My muse is skilled and trained and powerful and is always prepared to kick ass. And what really gets on my tits is when someone else’s muse pushes mine and mine lashes out, but then I get the messages saying “oh my god you’re godmodding!”. NO – that is CONSISTENT CHARACTERIZATION, my dears. I will not tone down my muse for you – if you can’t handle wicked anger and violent lashing-out, then princess you are on the wrong blog. This has been a psa.
Commission- …No naughtiness shall escape my sight
In love with my Chernabog pin 💘
Original hand-painted animation cels from Walt Disney’s Fantasia (1940).
Kay Nielsen’s moody concept art for the Night on Bald Mountain sequence from Walt Disney’s Fantasia (1940).
Via: The Art of Fantasia
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“Stop talking - I don’t care what you were saying - and hand me the wine behind you.”
“You dont care that I was thinking of uncursing you?” Chernabog said grabbing the Olympus Vineyard Wine and handing it to the pampered prince.
"Ah, Hades, how are things in your underworld?"
“Cherny, my friend, it’s been a while.”
“Things are great. And by great I mean dead, but hey, can’t expect the dearly departed to liven up the place, ya know?”
Chernabog’s eyes narrowed slightly.
“What did you call me?”
“It’s called a nickname, pal.”
“I mean, your name is a bit of a mouthful.”
“My name is not Cherny, Nickname or no, You will refer to me by my full name, or I will take your pet.” Chernabog growled out.
I’m just not having a good time
OOC: I am here for yo, i just recently lost my grandmother who took me in when nobody else could or would, if you ever need to talk, just hit me up.