𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐘 ╮ 𝕱𝖊𝖆𝖗.

⸻  𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐍,  𝖋𝖊𝖆𝖗  ʜᴇ sᴘʀᴇᴀᴅs. 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨  ᴰᴼ ᴺᴼᵀ  𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞   𝖙𝖍𝖊 MARK.

[phobiael]

what if i reblogged some ask prompts. what then.

[phobiael]

oh, to be äs nödt listening to dark age church hymns in his room with all the lights off

[phobiael]

one might assume that äs feels no fear. that's wrong. he indeed feels fear, still, & a lot of it. fear is what drives him. fear is not only his motivation but also his fuel. äs uses fear in a manner that no one else does. without fear he has no drive, his entire being has it coursing through him as fear is what keeps him in line & immensely dedicated. he is so scared of hell, the idea of eternal condemning & suffering that he desires to eradicate sin as a whole. there is a delusion to him, a form of madness that has skewed his morals. & thus, äs' form has grown to become a sponge of sorts; cycling his own fears, but absorbing all the dread around him. his experiences & past has taught him to know the power of fear, the control that comes with it, & how one can use it to their benefit.

[ktrkradio]

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[phobiael]

𝙵𝙴𝙰𝚁   𝙰𝙽𝙶𝙴𝙻      .       GOD  i  am  not  here ?   ETERNITY  i  am  here  .    𝚁𝚄𝙻𝙴  𝙸𝙽  𝙷𝙴𝙻𝙻  𝙾𝚁  𝚂𝙴𝚁𝚅𝙴  𝙸𝙽  𝙷𝙴𝙰𝚅𝙴𝙽   ?     𝑜ℎ,   𝑓𝑎𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟  -  𝑓𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑓𝑢𝑙  𝑜𝑛𝑒.    𝑜ℎ,   𝑔𝑜𝑑  -   𝑤𝑟𝑎𝑡ℎ𝑓𝑢𝑙  𝑜𝑛𝑒.     I  AM  THE  HOLY  &  UNHOLY.     independant  &  highly  selective  /  crossover  friendly  ÄS  NÖDT   from   𝑩𝑳𝑬𝑨𝑪𝑯.   please  read  rules  before  interacting  /  MUST  BE  18+  to  follow.   trigger  warnings  for  dark  these  related  to  religion  /  traumas  /  religious  horror  &  trauma.   WRITTEN  BY  DAHLIA  ,  28.   

[phobiael]

good morning. i love dilfs.

[phobiael]

/ stares at. :)

╭ 𝓕. ・ ° staring. ° — ʳᵉᵖˡⁱᵉᵈˑ , @aftapati

if you're so bold as to challenge him to a staring contest, well, you WILL lose.

[phobiael]

one might assume that äs feels no fear. that's wrong. he indeed feels fear, still, & a lot of it. fear is what drives him. fear is not only his motivation but also his fuel. äs uses fear in a manner that no one else does. without fear he has no drive, his entire being has it coursing through him as fear is what keeps him in line & immensely dedicated. he is so scared of hell, the idea of eternal condemning & suffering that he desires to eradicate sin as a whole. there is a delusion to him, a form of madness that has skewed his morals. & thus, äs' form has grown to become a sponge of sorts; cycling his own fears, but absorbing all the dread around him. his experiences & past has taught him to know the power of fear, the control that comes with it, & how one can use it to their benefit.

[ibelieve4rain]

[phobiael]

äs getting all these birthday wishes:

[phobiael]

he's wearing a little birthday hat, party blowout dangling between his lips as he jerks the string off a party popper and confetti explodes up into äs nödt's face(: happy birthday!!!!

╭ 𝓕. ・ ° birthday ask ° — ʳᵉᵖˡⁱᵉᵈˑ , @angclwept

" [ ... ] happiness, " he hums, voice was an iced whisper, " is such a fleeting sensation. it withers & fades like a flame extinguished by dread. but [ ... ] this display of festivity— " gloved hand twitched ever so slightly, HIS FORM DULL, movement unnervingly slow, " —is amusingly absurd. "

[phobiael]

" The Mind Is a Terrible Thing to Taste ,

who knew an album name could be so äs nödt coded.

[phobiael]

" yo. you're the one who did byakuya kuchiki in? " he questions, hands 'pon his hips as he stares on at the... sternritter, before him. with creased brows, he continues. " how 'bout you try that attack on me this time? "

╭ 𝓕. confrontation. — ʳᵉᵖˡⁱᵉᵈˑ , @ichigokurosaki

𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚎 stands silently, his dark figure cloaked in shadows that seem to cling unnaturally to him. his unsettling, hollow gaze rests on ichigo, & for a moment, the air grows heavier, SUFFUSED with an oppressive sense of dread. " so eager to invite despair upon yourself, " he says in a voice that drips with quiet malice, each word like a whispered threat. " It was not i who 𝖽𝗲𝗳𝗲𝖺t𝗲𝖽 byakuya kuchiki. it was his own fear. a fear so profound that it consumed him from within. " —did his voice hold a hint of mockery?

fear takes a slow step forward, his unnerving smile twisting across his face beneath the SHADOWS of his mask—his voice was corrupt with an unsettling rasp, " do you think you are immune? do you truly believe your resolve can stand against the pure essence of terror? very well. 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚖𝚎."

[phobiael]

cleaning the house with some tea while rewatching hannibal is true peace for me

[biskael]

QUIET , EVER QUIET , THIS SPIRAL OF FEAR . all of it was dreadful , the waiting . close to the tension of a bone snapping . that was , until everyone had started to scream .

" I HAD A FEELING that I would find you down here , " the jailer's voice is its usual , cold , almost unsettling . his gaze flickers to its form , deemed holy & wretched at once . heels clack at the cold stones of the dungeon floor , but there isn't a spot of blood to be found . it didn't gorge itself on flesh . " helping yourself , are you ? "

for @phobiael .

[phobiael]

the dungeon's oppressive silence is broken by loud, pained cries of the imprisoned. Äs stands amidst the cold, damp stones, his presence a void that seems to absorb the scant light filtering through the narrow slits above. cloak drapes over skeletal frame, & the mask obscuring the lower half of his face adds to his unsettling aura. air grows colder, heavier, as if responding to his very existence. 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖍𝖚𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖗'𝖘 approach is heralded by the sharp, rhythmic clack of his polished boots against the stone floor. his uniform is immaculate, a stark contrast to the grim surroundings, & his glasses catch the dim light, reflecting a cold, calculating gaze. he'd halt a few paces from Äs, posture rigid, exuding an air of authority befitting the executive hunting captain of the first jagdarmee. / head tilts slightly, the movement slow & deliberate. null eyes, dark and inscrutable, meet quilge's gaze. " fear is a resource, " he murmurs, his voice a chilling whisper that seems to echo off the stone walls. " one that, when properly harnessed, can reveal much about the soul it inhabits. " there was a pause that was only brief. " [ ... ] these prisoners, though confined, are not exempt from its grasp. i merely ... facilitate its emergence. "

[phobiael]

my äs musing playlist is : skinny puppy, rotting christ, behemoth, bloodbath & specifically cannibal song by ministry.

[phobiael]

äs is delusional & will take any opportunity to mention fear or how it relates to the conversation/situation.