* HAIL / MARY

independent. private. mother mary of starz american gods. mobile navigation

[mcthermary]

‘ all of history was written by men, so… of course they’re gonna make themselves look good. ’

@hdtvtits    sent in a meme  //  ACCEPTING ! 

TRUTHS ARE SELDOM EASY TO SWALLOW        this one is not coated in sugar  ,  not dusted with a saccarine sweetness to dull the sharp edges.     it tastes of salt on her tongue  ,  of metal  ,  communion wine and the blood of her child     spilled.   this truth is one already hard learned  ,  buried in the sands of nazareth     CRUCIFIXION     an eternal agony etched on features she’d known in life and is unable to bare in death.  MAN-KIND CREATED IN    HIS   IMAGE   !       speak nothing of the way they’d been carved from flesh  ,  robbed from the cage of ribs  ,  woman subservient  ,  woman motherly.   the way holiness burns at the edge of the soul  ,  immaculate heart aflame !   SHE --- MOTHER  ,  SHE  --- CHILD  ,  SHE  ---  FAVOURED  !     she is no aquitaine.   all of her titles are handed on the breath of man’s words  ,  in the palm of male hands.   not holy in her own right.   not divine  ,  the    vessel    of god’s holiness burning in the peripherals of her life.

this is how it goes:   somewhere in the wind driven sands is the buried history of the girl she once was.  this is how it goes:   when the blinding pain of birth came upon her she shielded her eyes from the pain of  a celestial light.   this is how it goes:   she is a footnote in the history of the    true savior and his lord.   she is a footnote even  ,  on a holiday draped in her image.   THE SACRE BLEU !   of her robe is dip-dyed onto the hidden gifts of the spring.  lips tilt upward in a smile as soft as the statues  ,  and just as   empty.    “   not exactly the hardest lesson to learn  ,  is it  ?  “   a  smile that speaks of resignation  ,  that demands that what she speaks is common-tongue.   “  i can’t say they’ve    entirely   succeeded.   “

[mitchellwrites]

deathless ♚ sentence meme

[realitv]

mitchellwrites‌:

You will always fall in love, and it will always be like having your throat cut, just that fast.

You are going to break your promise. I understand.

You’re lonely too.

It will stop your breath, how cruel I can be.

I am a demanding creature. I am selfish and cruel and extremely unreasonable.

I am your servant.

I crawl at your feet; for before your love, your kisses, I am debased.

For you alone I will be weak.

I belong here, and you will not deny me.

I say these things, and the world listens.

I do not tolerate a world emptied of you. I have tried.

In the dark, I have pored over the loss of you like pale gold.

I will not let her speak because I love her, and when you love someone, you do not make them tell war stories.

I moved the earth and the water for you.

You will always run away with her.

You will always lose her.

You will always be a fool.

You will always be dead, in a city of ice, snow falling into your ear.

You have already done all of this and will do it again.

No one should be judged for loving more than they ought, only for loving not enough.

We look terrible to you, and severe, and you see our blood flying.

What we carry between us is hard-won, and we made it just as we wished it to be, just the color, just the shape.

There need never be any rules between us.

Let us be greedy together; let us hoard.

Do not leave me, swear that you will never leave me.

I am selfish. I am cruel. My mate cannot be less than I.

Sleep with fists closed and shoot straight.

I can’t abide a poor liar.

You look like a winter’s night. I could sleep inside the cold of you.

Oh, quit that. Blushing is for virgins and Christians.

Scold me; deny me. Tell me you want what you want and damn me forever. But don’t leave me.

Bad luck relies on absolutely perfect timing.

In his own country, Death can be kind.

What is the world but a boxing ring where fools and devils put up their fists?

Men die. It’s practically what they’re for.

I am no one; I am nothing.

Nothing in me was not made by you.

A revelation is always the end of something. It might even be cause for grief.

Just tell yourself a story that’ll satisfy you and pretend he told it.

Forever isn’t bright; it isn’t like that. Forever is cold and hard and final.

I savor bitterness - it is born of experience. It is the privilege of one who has truly lived.

If you want to kill yourself, do not use us as your knife.

What did I do wrong? Was I boring? Did I ignore you?

Don’t you dare speak to me like that.

I have worn nothing but blood and death for years.

I have fought all your battles for you, just as you asked me.

I have learned not to cry when I strangle a man.

I have learned to watch everything die.

I am not a little girl anymore, dazzled by your magic. It is my magic, now, too.

Are we not devils?

No one is now what they were before the war.

I have not seen you without your skin on.

Close up your head; your brain is getting loose.

We obsess. It’s in our nature.

I’ve a devil of a habit for being right.

In war you must always choose sides.

If you try to be a bridge laid down between them, they will tear you in half.

We are all dead. All equal. Broken and aimless and believing we are alive.

My old bones will follow yours soon enough.

It is better to be strong and cruel than to be fair.

I will see him with his skin off before I agree to fall in love.

After love, no one is what they were before.

I have survived, but I have not been spared.

In the space of one heartbeat to another I loved you and I was lost to you.

Frighten me, make me cry, only come back.

It’s not so bad, my darling. Being dead. It’s like being alive, only colder.

You’ll think it’s love, while he dines on your heart.

You will be so beautiful when you are old.

I cannot keep you and I cannot let you go.

You will live as you live in any world…with difficulty, and grief.

I look at you and it is like my throat being cut.

She said you’d come and I swore to eat your heart.

I still want to kiss you.

My heart is being cut in two. I cannot bear it.

What happens to anything beautiful?

I have to know, I have to or else you will just rule me until the end of everything because you know and I do not.

[littlelovelymemes]

(   *   &.   –   SHARP  OBJECTS  SENTENCE  STARTERS .

‘  all of history was written by men, so… of course they’re gonna make themselves look good.  ’

‘  as i recall, you couldn’t even get it up.  ’

‘  bless your heart. bless your heart very much.  ’

‘  can i sleep over with you?  ’

‘  does it ever get better, with your family?  ’

‘  fine, you can sleep in my bed, come on. you can sleep with me.  ’

‘  hardly matters. you’re ruined. all out of spite.  ’

‘  i believe she’s outstayed her welcome.  ’

‘  i don’t mean to sound cruel, but i don’t think part of your heart can ever work if you don’t have kids.  ’

‘  i forget sometimes how parents aren’t always good for their kids.  ’

‘  i have to get home for heaven’s sake!  ’

‘  i miss her sometimes, even though i didn’t know her.  ’

‘  i never loved you. i hope that is of some comfort to you.  ’

‘  i think we should just sleep separate tonight then we’ll hang out tomorrow, okay?  ’

‘  i won’t grow up, not me.  ’

‘  if i can, you can.  ’

‘  if somebody says ‘bless your heart’, what they really mean is ‘fuck you’.  ’

‘  it’s hotter than a whore in church today.  ’

‘  i’m a bit tired, i think i should just sleep in my bed tonight.  ’

‘  i’m glad you’re back.  ’

‘  i’m incorrigible too. only she doesn’t know it.  ’

‘  i’m just a little frustrated ‘cause the girl i’m seeing won’t call me back.  ’

‘  i’m not decent. no, i’m not.  ’

‘  i’m trash, from old money.  ’

‘  i’ve just never been very good at the adult thing, i guess.  ’

‘  just forget about it, alright? i have.  ’

‘  let’s dig deep here… favorite color, favorite ice cream, favorite season? think you can handle it?  ’

‘  life is pressure. grow up.  ’

‘  my demons are not remotely tackled. they’re just mildly concussed.  ’

‘  nothing’s ever your fault, is it?  ’

‘  please stay.  ’

‘  please stay. if i can, you can.  ’

‘  she’s delicate. a rare rose. but not without thorns.  ’

‘  so, uh, are you guys dating now?  ’

‘  that day has haunted me.  ’

‘  well, i’m an unconventional girl, that’s what you like about me.  ’

‘  well, looks like we both got fucked.  ’

‘  we’re alike. i knew we would be.  ’

‘  what doesn’t kill you, makes you stronger… unless it kills you.  ’

‘  what if, after you die, part of you goes to heaven, part of you stays here, just to see how things turn out?  ’

‘  whenever i’m here, i just– i feel like a bad person.  ’

‘  you could take advantage of me maybe, when i’m drunk.  ’

‘  you gonna hit me? be dangerous.  ’

‘  you have the control and… they like you.  ’

‘  you turned out so wonderful, smart, beautiful, successful, and brave.  ’

‘  you were born with it, that cold nature.  ’

‘  your friend sounds like an after school special.  ’

‘  you’re a sick fuck.  ’

‘  you’re like my sister.  ’

‘  you’re like my soulmate.  ’

[mcthermary]

rhapsodic-evanescence‌:

I don’t even know what it is I’m trying to get over, but I want to get over it. My heart has been feeling too human lately yet it also feels so cold. The shakes have gotten worse, and I can’t seem to stop. I can’t seem to stop. But I don’t know what it is I need to stop.

-losing my mind

[mcthermary]

                       BEATA   /  MARIA

beˈaː.ta maˈriː.a    blessed mary

noun : holy

let me tell you a prayer of remembrance: they called you queen of heaven long before you’d ever seen your kingdom. they called you queen of a land you never ruled, heir spelled to life without your word but with your crown

let me sing you a lullaby about purpose: how your heart beats at two different places now, together but apart. let me sing of the way you wailed when your heart beat in stereo stuttered to one, don’t you cry. it’s not sad, it’s a lullaby of redemption. he died for their sins.

let me tell you what you are: you’re a girl, in over her head and in love with the life you can’t believe you gave away.

[mcthermary]

FINN.

hesitance     stirs     within     caged     heart.       eyes     closed     tight     at     first       ,       belief     that     he     was     undeserving     of     such     devotion     coursing     through     veins.       never     had     he     believed     himself     worthy     to     be     graced     with     her     presence.       the     only     light     in     this     eternity     of     darkness.       brightside     of     an     abyss.       slowly     he     leans     into     soft     touch     ‘pon     his     face.       hint     of     a     frown     still     remains     even     as     eyes     open     to     peer    down     to    her    own.       he’s     slow     to     return     the     embrace       ,       innocent     gesture       ,       hands     resting     lightly     'gainst     on     waist.                 ❝     it     does     not     F E E L     as     though     i     am     here.       my     mind     feels     lost       ,       elsewhere     from     what     it     used     to     be.     ❞

             HARD-LINED MAN      finn had always been a cacophony of sharp edges  ,  a miracle in moving parts.  he’d become a study in survival. BACK FROM THE OTHERSIDE !    eyes meet hers and she smiles  ,  eyes fluttering shut to savor the feeling of beloved’s embrace.  only to open again at words  ,  a shock to her spine  ,  ice in her chest  ,    “    and yet you are.  things are rarely so lost they they can’t be found again.  and we’ll try.  together.  as we always did.    “     he’d been missing from her life  ,  and his own for   too long.   the mikaelson family was one    cursed   and one of them would be her.  vengeance was a tasted like the afterimage of blood on the tongue. 

[mcthermary]

FINN.

𝑮𝑶𝑫𝑺       ,       𝑯𝑬     𝑳𝑶𝑵𝑮𝑬𝑫     𝑻𝑶     𝑩𝑬𝑳𝑰𝑬𝑽𝑬     𝑯𝑬𝑹     !!      trust     broken     down     &&     burnt     by     those     he     loved     so     dearly.       it     was     far     from     fair     to     her.       made     to     an     abomination     because     of     her     love     for     him.       bound     by     name     &&     vow     to     wretched     family       ,       a     one     way     ticket     to     helheim.       it’s     queen     waiting     for     their     souls     to     finally     arrive.       her     touch     ‘pon     his     arm     is     both     familiar     &&     foreign.       too     long     have     they     been     parted       ,       centuries     have     made     you     so     STARVED     for     beloveds     gentle     caress.                 ❝     you     are       ,       &&     𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚕𝚢     𝚒     𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚝     𝚏𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚖     why     you     would     return     to     this     place     of     sorrow.       i     would     assume     after     nine - centuries     you     would     grow     bored     of     waiting.     ❞

            MADE BOLD BY THE LACK OF REBUKE        by the knowledge that he hadn’t pulled away  ,  hadn’t pulled from her grasp  ,  her reaching arm.   she’d missed him  in a painters way  ,  the years brushed with sentimental pinks and muddled grays  ,  the way history had cleaned it’s palette in the backdrop of this reunion   ---  fire lighted and warm.  she pulled her husband into embrace   ,  one hand wound round his waist  ,  the other a firm pressure against his jaw  ,  beckoning him to meet her eyes.      “    i am no longer waiting.  you’re here  ,  in my arms  ,  speaking words  ---  no matter how silly. and for the moment at least. this place is not sorrowful.    “

[mcthermary]

ELIJAH.

@mcthermary

dark    locks    are    brushed    aside       ,       feather    light    kiss    pressed    to    the    crook    of    wife’s    neck.       his    grip    on    her    waist    is    just    as    light.       index    &&    middle    fingers    tracing    random    patterns    over    clothed    flesh.       there’s    an    air    of    contentment    with    the    knowledge    of    his    father’s    DEMISE.       dare    he    say    he    felt    hint    of    joy    ??                 ❝     𝐍𝐎    𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄    𝐑𝐔𝐍𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆       ,       no    more    looking    over    our    shoulders       ,       perhaps    now    is    the    time    we    can    have    even    a    sliver    of    normality.       or    as    normal    as    is    possible    for    our    family.     ❞

         UNCERTAINTY DRENCHED       relief was an unfamiliar feeling in the pair of them  ,  even lesser still  ,  the look one might call    HOPE   in husband’s eyes.   fingers seek and find  ,  dig into the hollow of collarbones.  a gentle request.  do not leave me  ,  it says.   let this happiness linger.   soft and silvery in the light  ,  smile like warm honey  ,  like golden maple.   “    let’s shoot for   abnormal   i’m afraid that the new normalcy is the fighting and the paranoia.    “   a wry smile  ,  a gentle kiss.     “   what’s chaos for the fly...    “

[mcthermary]

FINN.

❝     you     should     have     LEFT     the     first     chance     you     were     given.       nothing     good     comes     to     those     who     affiliate     themselves     with     this     family.     ❞                 pushes     himself     away     from     the     fireplace     to     walk     towards     windows.       hand     raising     to     smooth     back     stray     locks     that     hung     before     hazel - green     hues.       there     was     a     𝑾𝑨𝑹     𝑹𝑨𝑮𝑰𝑵𝑮     𝑰𝑵     𝑭𝑹𝑨𝑮𝑰𝑳𝑬     𝑴𝑰𝑵𝑫     !!       he     was     not     the     same     man     he     was     when     they     last     spoke.                 ❝     how     could     i     not     think     that     when     that     is     all      that     has     happened     to     me     ??       my     flesh     &&     blood     willingly     left     me       ,       what     is     stopping     you     from     doing     the     same     ??     ❞

              HISTORY IS A GREEDY THING      reaching  ,   gripping hands pulling him back into the cold.   a place where only the warmth of his rage and the heat of revenge could warm him.  her eyes track the movement of his hand  ,  the careless movement against haphazard locks she’d run her hands through countless times.   she wondered when was the last time he’d felt something gentle.   if the last touch he’d known had been violent.  if her shaking hands could reach out and stay the unending anger she could see in the hard line of his shoulders.  in the bite of his voice.    lips pursed to hard line  ,  shaking hand gripped his arm  ,  urged him to face her.   “      flesh and blood    will wither  ,  DAGGER TO DUST  and what will be left is the soul.   what is left is that i’m standing here now.       “

[mcthermary]

FINN.

elder     all     but     flinches     at     his     loves     tone.       betrayal     had     made     him     far     from     forgetful.       𝑯𝑬     𝑹𝑬𝑪𝑨𝑳𝑳𝑬𝑫     𝑻𝑶𝑶     𝑴𝑼𝑪𝑯     !!       countless     hours     aware     of     isolated     surroundings       ,       a     fate     he     would     not     wish     ‘pon     his     worst     enemy.       mikaelson     forces     himself     to     𝚕𝚊𝚢     𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜     on     his     wife.       breath     near     caught     in     throat     at     radiant     beauty.       she     had     always     been     too     good     for     him.                 ❝     my     families     betrayal     has     made     me     nothing     but     VENGEFUL.       you     are     the     last     person     i     wish     was     caught     in     the     middle     of     it     all.     ❞

             LIPS PART ON A SCOFF      knife-edge scorn softened by the way her eyes linger on the curves of his familiar and long-estranged face.  teeth grit  ,  porcelain capped teeth grinding as jaws locked shut around venomous words.  betrayal was too clean a word  ,  too easily fit onto every single immortal who’d made her acquaintance all those years ago.   “   caught in the middle   ?   “  incredulous  ,  caught between two sides and left on a cliff’s edge  ,  how gentle he made her out to be.   “  did you take the vows literally , love  ?   TILL DEATH DO WE PART !  did you think i would part from you willingly  ?  we may not be living but i am  ,  as ever.   at your side.  “

[mcthermary]

Mom <3

       LUCIFER WHO ??   never heard of her !

[mcthermary]

FINN.

@mcthermary

idle    gaze    fixated    'pon    roaring    flames.       one    hand    rested    above    hip    as    other    held    near    empty    glass    of    wine.       there’s    no    move    made    to    look    up    when    foot    fall    reaches    his    ears.       scent    is    one    that    is    all  -  too    familiar        /        one    that    original    had    CRAVED    since    he    was    woken.       deep    down    he    had    known    what    his    mother    had    told    him    to    be    a    lie.       that    his    beloved    wife    was    far    from    dead     ,     already    he    could    feel    his    loyalty    wavering.                 ❝     &&    here    i    was    expecting    to    be    tortured    until    i    agreed    to    be    unlinked      ,      or    is    that    why    you    are    here     ,     darling    ??     ❞

         SLEEPING BEAUTY DONE ANEW          awoken from a sleep too long and too cruel  ,  they’d left him to    rot   and    begged his help before forgiveness.   her husband had always been a man composed of porcelain   tested in fire and forged again by blood.   did they think she hadn’t missed him ?   a hunger as deep as any bloodlust ?    smile wavers on sweet lips and dark eyes meet his own.   the fire crackled and she felt it’s heat waver through the air  ,  a pressure between them  ,  as if the silence wasn’t heavy enough.       “    has your family’s betrayal made you forgetful  ?    “    the line of her lips falls for a moment  , pursed.     “    i came here to see my husband.   though    ----  “   her voice sours as she stops a mere handful of feet away.    “   it seems he doesn’t want to see me.   “

[20aliens-deactivated20200625]

[persephonememes]

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐃𝐃𝐀𝐌𝐒 𝐅𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐘 /  𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒.

𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐨𝐫 𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐭𝐡 𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠.

❛ And for twenty-five years, nothing. Not a whisper, not a clue. ❜

❛ Look at her – I would die for her. I would kill for her. Either way – what bliss. ❜

❛ Unhappy, darling? ❜

❛ Cara mia! ❜

❛ Last night, you were… unhinged. You were like some desperate, howling demon. You frightened me. Do it again. ❜

❛ Sorry about the window! ❜

❛ They grow up so fast, don’t they? ❜

❛ Don’t torture yourself. That’s my job. ❜

❛ Don’t tease. ❜

❛ Let me go! ❜

❛ Gimme that! Stop it! I’m warning you! It’s not a good day! ❜

❛ Can’t you keep up? ❜

❛ I wish you’d drop by more often. ❜

❛ The seance - tonight. Won’t you come? ❜

❛ Wait a minute, hold on! You have to listen to me! ❜

❛ Please… Just hear me out… ❜

❛ What a miserable evening. ❜

❛ Did you hear that?! ❜

❛ But don’t you think that’s absurd? ❜

❛ Isn’t that the most ridiculous thing you’ve ever heard? ❜

❛ Darling, how does this work again? ❜

❛ Don’t be shy. ❜

❛ Can you ever forgive me? ❜

❛ You were so dashing, you could have any woman you wanted, dead or alive. ❜

❛ Water under the bridge. Forgiven. Forgotten. ❜

❛ You forgot our secret password? ❜

❛ Can I have ice cream? ❜

❛ You spoil me… mon amour. ❜

❛ Isn’t it too enchanting? ❜

❛ There’s a trick to it. Of course. ❜

❛ Oh, no. ❜

❛ What is truth? What is fiction? ❜

❛ But let’s get to bed. ❜

❛ Spirits above me - give me a sign! Shall I be joyous? Or shall I be damned? ❜

❛ Sleepless night? ❜

❛ I don’t think so. ❜

❛ Here it is - suspicion and anxiety. ❜

❛ Haven’t you ever slaughtered anyone? ❜

❛ I’ve been around. I pick things up. ❜

❛ It’s going to be fun! ❜

❛ Darling, I’m sorry! ❜

❛ I said I was busy! ❜

❛ I changed my mind! ❜

❛ It’s a promise. ❜

❛ You were terrific. ❜

❛ What a sublime evening. A theatrical triumph… ❜

❛ A Shakespearean delight! ❜

❛ You were so beautiful - pale, and mysterious. ❜

❛ You bewitched me. I proposed that very night. ❜

❛ You were so right! What an evening! ❜

❛ How long has it been since we’ve waltzed? ❜

❛ Sometimes people have had terrible childhoods. And sometimes they just haven’t found their special place in life. And sometimes they’re dogs from hell and must be destroyed. ❜

❛ Despite everything, I don’t hate you. ❜

❛ Darling, take care! ❜

❛ To live without you - only that would be torture. ❜

❛ A day alone - only that would be death. ❜

❛ You never really loved me! ❜

❛ Come, my love - to safety! ❜

❛ What can I say? He’s going to break hearts. ❜

[mcthermary]

I lost all my resources so y'know. That sucks

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vicioussuggestion:

the father, son, and the holy fuck

[r1verdaughter]