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Sanguis Selenis, angel of the Somatic Order 🌙

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Hello yes I've wanted to consolidate my RP blogs for a while so! I remade Sanguis over at @sanguinesacrament

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Hello yes I've wanted to consolidate my RP blogs for a while so! I remade Sanguis over at @sanguinesacrament

[sanctusintima-a]

Hello yes I've wanted to consolidate my RP blogs for a while so! I remade Sanguis over at @sanguinesacrament

[sanctusintima-a]

Hello yes I've wanted to consolidate my RP blogs for a while so! I remade Sanguis over at @sanguinesacrament

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Cape. 1912, French. 

House of Worth.

Source: Met Museum.

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Hello Sanguis 💙 this is a Very Important Question so please answer carefully Watermelons are 92% water If I walk on watermelons Am I 92% Jesus?

"I don't think that carries the same merit as walking on liquid water. Besides, there are many other contributing factors needed to be Jesus even if this weren't the case. Better luck next time."

[deadly-danaid]

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Found you! The wonders of the outernet, right? It's been a while, how have you been? I read something interesting recently that made me think of you: Did you know they bottle ink and sometimes even put it on food? I can't imagine why this brought to mind everyone's favourite underground god, but it did.

“Oh, it’s you.” Sanguis took a breath. As she went on, their face felt hot under their mask. They made to speak to break their discomfort.

“You know exactly why it reminded you of me. I think your fixation on my body says a lot more about you than you’re willing to admit—oh, but correct me if I’m getting ahead of myself.”

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"I spend a great deal of time sleeping. Plenty of time to go out, too, and appreciate my surroundings. Mrm, too much time, though. I've learned ruminating is dangerous." Their attention diverted to the path that paved the pair's trek to the waterfront.

The walk took them through low grass and scant, fruit-bearing trees, which gave way to the rocky slopes at the water's edge. Sanguis held firmly to their basket as they crossed the flat top of the crags, water lapping the shore at one side with the wilderness at the other. They turned at a gap in the rocks, a section parted by an old stone jetty extending into the bright blue waters. Sanguis walked out onto the jetty's stretch.

"Be careful not to slip."

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Found you! The wonders of the outernet, right? It's been a while, how have you been? I read something interesting recently that made me think of you: Did you know they bottle ink and sometimes even put it on food? I can't imagine why this brought to mind everyone's favourite underground god, but it did.

“Oh, it’s you.” Sanguis took a breath. As she went on, their face felt hot under their mask. They made to speak to break their discomfort.

“You know exactly why it reminded you of me. I think your fixation on my body says a lot more about you than you’re willing to admit—oh, but correct me if I’m getting ahead of myself.”

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"If that were the case, I would be enjoying myself a little more," they snickered. "It was a whole slew of bad choices on my part that brought me here. I was...to put it plainly, tossed here then threatened with death if I left. Others decided I wasn't doing things the way they wanted, and that they would take my mistakes into their own hands and right them. To do that they thought it best to get me as far to the margins of their "great work" as possible." Sanguis hoisted the basket up so that it rested on their hip as they went. They sighed.

"Though really, it doesn't seem very threatening in this countryside, does it? I've no doubt I'm safe for many miles around...Why not leave, then? I suppose I never thought it was worth it."

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Found you! The wonders of the outernet, right? It's been a while, how have you been? I read something interesting recently that made me think of you: Did you know they bottle ink and sometimes even put it on food? I can't imagine why this brought to mind everyone's favourite underground god, but it did.

“Oh, it’s you.” Sanguis took a breath. As she went on, their face felt hot under their mask. They made to speak to break their discomfort.

“You know exactly why it reminded you of me. I think your fixation on my body says a lot more about you than you’re willing to admit—oh, but correct me if I’m getting ahead of myself.”

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"Hm." Their wings folded against their back. "I can't answer that, only because that isn't the case. I didn't make the choice to stay here." Sanguis took their woven basket underarm. They motioned her to follow down the hillside.

"It isn't the worst place to be, though. It's peaceful, the weather is fair. I love the view, though I've seen it many years over."

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Found you! The wonders of the outernet, right? It's been a while, how have you been? I read something interesting recently that made me think of you: Did you know they bottle ink and sometimes even put it on food? I can't imagine why this brought to mind everyone's favourite underground god, but it did.

“Oh, it’s you.” Sanguis took a breath. As she went on, their face felt hot under their mask. They made to speak to break their discomfort.

“You know exactly why it reminded you of me. I think your fixation on my body says a lot more about you than you’re willing to admit—oh, but correct me if I’m getting ahead of myself.”

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Sanguis blinked.

"You're a nuisance. An absolute fiend, young lady," they groaned. Sanguis undressed and retrieved a pair of sturdy pants, belted at the waist with close-fitting cuffs. They followed her out of the crypt and as soon the sun hit their skin, they let their wings manifest and catch the rays.

"Half of that escaped me."

[sanctusintima-a]

Found you! The wonders of the outernet, right? It's been a while, how have you been? I read something interesting recently that made me think of you: Did you know they bottle ink and sometimes even put it on food? I can't imagine why this brought to mind everyone's favourite underground god, but it did.

“Oh, it’s you.” Sanguis took a breath. As she went on, their face felt hot under their mask. They made to speak to break their discomfort.

“You know exactly why it reminded you of me. I think your fixation on my body says a lot more about you than you’re willing to admit—oh, but correct me if I’m getting ahead of myself.”

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"Good! Then we can do that together. I think your magic would speed things up. We can be off in a moment, if you'll let me change. I'd rather go out in something I can afford to get dirty," they said, tugging the sleeve of their top down their arm.

"Besides, I'd like to feel the sun on my back. Stretch my wings."

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Found you! The wonders of the outernet, right? It's been a while, how have you been? I read something interesting recently that made me think of you: Did you know they bottle ink and sometimes even put it on food? I can't imagine why this brought to mind everyone's favourite underground god, but it did.

“Oh, it’s you.” Sanguis took a breath. As she went on, their face felt hot under their mask. They made to speak to break their discomfort.

“You know exactly why it reminded you of me. I think your fixation on my body says a lot more about you than you’re willing to admit—oh, but correct me if I’m getting ahead of myself.”

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"No, I make meals myself—I could use more fish to smoke, or you could help me make olive oil. I'm not sure that I'm willing to go out to the water, I'm comfortable as I am in my clothes. And then I could always use bread—if nothing else, it would be nice to sit outside. The weather is good and the sun is warm." They adjusted themselves, tucking a leg beneath them.

"Or we could stay in the cold, damp corridors of the Crypt. Your choice."

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Found you! The wonders of the outernet, right? It's been a while, how have you been? I read something interesting recently that made me think of you: Did you know they bottle ink and sometimes even put it on food? I can't imagine why this brought to mind everyone's favourite underground god, but it did.

“Oh, it’s you.” Sanguis took a breath. As she went on, their face felt hot under their mask. They made to speak to break their discomfort.

“You know exactly why it reminded you of me. I think your fixation on my body says a lot more about you than you’re willing to admit—oh, but correct me if I’m getting ahead of myself.”

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"Oh no, please make yourself at home." One would think they heard the angel's eye rolling. "I'm due for some company. I think a visit from a friend is just what I need." Sanguis took a seat.

"I hope all is well on your end, I've to restock some things. It can wait until later, that is, unless you're willing to help me."

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Found you! The wonders of the outernet, right? It's been a while, how have you been? I read something interesting recently that made me think of you: Did you know they bottle ink and sometimes even put it on food? I can't imagine why this brought to mind everyone's favourite underground god, but it did.

"Oh, it's you." Sanguis took a breath. As she went on, their face felt hot under their mask. They made to speak to break their discomfort.

"You know exactly why it reminded you of me. I think your fixation on my body says a lot more about you than you're willing to admit—oh, but correct me if I'm getting ahead of myself."

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Moon tears

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fawnvelveteen: “Evening dress, first quarter 20th century (clearly 1910s or 20s). made in part from an Indian sari of blue and gold; blue

Wanted to draw Sanguis in this evening gown