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@qucere-blog
puerluunae ( heart )
FROZEN CLAWS FIND CREVICES OF RIB CAGE FILLED WITH BLOOMING ROSES , FINGERS MELTING IN DENTS ‘TWIXT PROTRUDING BONE . body slanted ‘gainst unyielding chest ; seized in the cradle of lovesick beast ! nose touches ‘pon chocolate locks , fingers crawling up ‘til they find the sweet pulse of live heart ‘neath the swell of breast ; her mortality ticks away ‘neath gelid touch , ‘tis a clock you cannot stop ! ( ‘ we can have eternity together . ‘ ‘ no . ‘ ) head weighed down by cartilage wrought crown dips , lips stained with blood of countless victims finding rhythm of time fluttering in the crook of neck & shoulder ; cruor flows ‘neath gentle nips & tender kisses , fangs bolted in crevice of abysmal maw salivating for a taste , yet LOVE runs deeper , curbing the leviathan ‘til it lays latent , obedient . never for long . hands rove over bedecked body , conquering bosom in sin stained vice . a whisper athwart the shell of ear , a plead ;
‘ why won’t you let me have you forever ? ‘
@qucere
your home is a body ; carved between the dips your fingers leave when they dig themselves into marble, cold skin coming alive underneath your touch never before did you feel so close to the heavens as when his lips are pressed against your neck ; to know it would be all too easy for him to cave and you to fall. mortality is a curse bestowed upon you, one he has managed to free himself from, but you are just weak ( for eternity with him might be the greatest gift God could ever bestow upon you, you do not wish to defile that which is holy. ) hips doth move as lips part and a single breath leaves rose coloured lips.
“ do not ask such things from me. " fingers rise to trace the lines of his jaw, memorizing each curve and even the slightest dip a memory to hold for when time is to be no more. " do not ask for me to leave everything i care about. " your lips travel the familiar path down the curve of his neck to his chest, until finally, they come to rest at the spot where you should feel the faint flicker of a pulse seeping through thin skin _( _but you do not, not now, nor will you ever. _) _ " you can have me now, create an eternity out of it later. ”
STARDUST CHILD / FLIGHTLESS BIRD AFRAID OF THE FALL she can do as she pleases she is nobodies fool & she can’t be convicted, she’s earned her degree. and the most she can do is throw shadows at you ; but she’s always a woman to me.
don't call Tina humourless don't dare tell me that she didn't spend her entire childhood doing silly things, telling jokes and pulling faces, just to make Queenie giggle or laugh.
Yesterday, a wizard entered New York with a case. A case full of magical creatures. And unfortunately, some have escaped.
sebiisms:
What is wrong with you? You could scare the hell out of somebody!
she's sharp teeth and broken wings ; learning how to dance on broken glass before she could truly even walk ( what a horrible faith it is, to lose your parents before you're even fully an adult, when you do not yet know how to carry yourself in the world. ) she's a lullaby sung in a tongue so different than most, a poem spilling from a young poet's lips, still a bit smudges around the edges, but soon she's going to get there and soon there is poetry spilling from her own lips. it isn't going to be the prettiest poetry ; but it's going to be BEAUTIFUL in it's own right. arms made for holding and a heart too big to properly fit into her chest. she loves deeply and bravely. she cares, she loves, she's soft.
― caitlyn siehl
#iewl #you shouldn' #calling you out mani
why u dragging me into this mess ? u already know i love the pain @puerluunae
beau visiting tina’s grave on her death anniversary every year ? y e S
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💀 ( would you look at that !!! )
*:・゚✧*:・゚✧ DEAD MEME | not accepting !
I A WARM SUMMERS NIGHT . SCENT OF BLOSSOMING FLOWERS overwhelming in mild air , laughter & music harmonious tunes interwoven with the lullaby sung by night birds perched at their thrones high above . a crowded place of merriment , carelessness , a place where worries hanging like a blade ‘bove their heads could be forgotten ; even if it was for but a moment stolen from vice of time . you traversed through , shadows coiling ‘pon the path you took , yet remaining inconspicuous — ( broken wings , ichor stained teeth , blood , warm still ‘pon lips ! ) a collision , another prey thrown in your lap guided by the devils hand ; when sapphire bored in brown sharp words ready ‘pon gelid petals evaporated , mere ashes ‘pon your tongue !
II A QUITE NIGHT . CURTAINS DRAWN , CANDLES LIT . an angel nestled in the arms of ravenous leviathan . whispered nothings , lips roving over skin , fingers conquering trembling body ; you will hold her heart in your hands . raw , untamed , scarred with the love for a beast ! her light puts your darkness at bay , her luminance sets you aglow . ( you have fallen ‘pon your knees before her ! ) legs & arms entwined , soft moans , gentle kisses & she mends your broken soul .
III A STORMY NIGHT . STYGIAN CLOUDS BREWING HORRENDOUS TEMPEST . laboured breaths , tears ‘pon cheeks , blood rivulets through cracks of quaking fingers . ( this is gods punishment for your many many sins ! ) this is goodbye , you knew it would come but not so soon not so soon ! ( you are not ready to put her to the grave )you cry & the heavens tear open crying with you . rain cascades down , broken words fall from your lips ; the soul she has mended taking its last breaths with her , the part of you that remains HUMAN dying with her .
‘ I am so sorry so so sorry ! ‘ you hold her close , her blood soaking your shirt , soaking your skin & you don’t care . she is dying & so are you .
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not to be #dramatic but you know the friendship ( and talent of your partners ) is real when you both have to light a cigarette before reading a meme reply from the other because you know it's going to be good. @puerluunae
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INTIMACY MEMEforehead or cheek kisses @puerluunae
I dip your fingers into the cold water that flows through the creek on the bank of which you rest your weary head home lies behind you but the world ahead, lock your fears in a box and carry them to your early grave with you, for you know you're to die ; you cannot mistake the fire burning in your lungs for anything else than a premature death set to a prayer chant. nor can you mistake it for anything else but love which has its claws wrapped around your throat, making it hard to breathe in the moments your eyes lock or your lips meet ( his are cold, but you have that fire burning in your soul, so perhaps, just perhaps, if you kiss him hard enough a spark will ignite on the tip of his tongue and set him too aflame. ) II home lies abandoned behind you as your knees touch the ground and your tears spill on his shoulder ; how weak human beings are when their hearts are being pulled from their chest. a faith you carried since the moment you first took breath. one day you too shall lie in a coffin dressed in white and not too long after the world shall have lost the taste of your name ( would he remember ? would it forever taste honey sweet 'pon his tongue, even if he had long since had the sweet taste of your blood ? ) for if your blood is truly holy, perhaps it could save him, perhaps it could be enough to stay with him until the world crumbles from underneath your feet. III laughter echoes in the silence left behind when you pressed your lips against the corner of his, silence has never really scared you until your parents died. and now once more do you fear the emptiness of things for there is no heartbeat to speak of when you rest your head against his chest ; no rhythm for you to dance to once you dream. your lips travel the short distance from his lips to his cheeks, yet it is not measured in the small distance of a mere inch but in the unspeakable vastness of time and space, each light press of skin against skin a miracle of god, every kiss a declaration of i love you carved into cold skin.
“ if only we could stay like this. "
Anonymously tell me what you think of me. Don't sugarcoat it. I am just genuinely intrigued.
but whY is tina so cute ?
i
don’t
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man