Antony Dimmond.

What is a poet? An unhappy person who conceals profound anguish in his heart, but whose lips are so formed that as sighs and cries pass over them, they sound like beautiful music. [18+] Tracking; PrinceOfScarves

[cunningboy]

“It feels like I’m talking to his SHADOW,                                                                                 suspended on DUST.”

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[scarf-dad]

Active Muses;

cunningboy; Will Graham - Hannibal

praefectus-castrorum; Quartermaster/Laurent Fisher - James Bond

birminghamsbadman; Thomas Shelby - Peaky Blinders

[cunningboy]

“I let him k i l l me.”

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[graveaffairs-blog]

"Everyone's a whore. We just sell different parts of ourselves."

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[chickienuggz]

Reblog if you daydream a lot.

This includes letting your ideas, stories and head-canons marinate in your head on a daily basis to the point of not writing any of it down because you’re either afraid of how it will turn out or too fucking lazy to write that shit down.

[cunningboy]

"I let him k i l l me."

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[praefectuscastrorum]

“God is cruel, sometimes he lets us live.”

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[theworldneedsjustice]

Don't you dare shame someone for relapsing. You don't know how hard recovery is.

[rule-enforcer]

My muse is blindfolded. Send "❣" for their reaction to your muse kissing them.

My muse won’t know who’s kissing them, so if you’ve got a timid muse or one with a secret crush this is their chance for a smooch!

[scarf-dad]

hey lil mama lemme whisper in ya ear

Send one of these to my muse and they'll react to having it whispered in their ear. It's a mix of fluff, angst, and nsfw.

"I'm going to kill you."

"You're mine, and mine alone."

"No one's gonna harm you."

"Stay away from me."

"Watch your back."

"Kiss me or kill me, the choice is yours."

"I'm going to make you tremble."

"I love you."

"I hate you."

"What's that? Cat got your tongue?"

"If you don't leave right now I'm going to kick your ass."

"I want you, now."

"I need you."

"You can't touch me."

"You don't make the demands here."

"Stop me if you hate me so much."

"I'm going to tear you inside out."

"Say my name."

"Stay with me, please."

"Don't leave."

"You're the best thing I have."

"Please don't hate me."

"You're all I have left."

"Say that you love me, please I need to hear it."

"Just leave I don't need you."

"Hope is a lie."

"Where do you think you're going?"

"Are.... Are you drunk?"

"You have blood on you."

"You can't do that!"

"Let's cuddle."

[scarf-dad]

I think I’ve had an epiphany on why our generation is so confused and generally awful. We were probably the last generation to study through core years without the help of technology. We were taught by books and learnt the ideologies of those around us. Only when we hit later teens did the internet become a constant thing in our lives, and we’re now forced to swallow all this new information that refutes everything we thought we knew. It’s difficult to shut down that little voice that goes “but I though this was true.” and instead of shouting at people or being abusive because people simply can’t completely process all these new perspectives in one sitting, surely it would be more helpful to simply allow the questioning. In truth, you’re basically dealing with children all over again, and if children don’t understand something, we don’t scream at them, we calmly give them more information until they do understand.

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I am still learning. I am still unlearning.

[scarf-dad]

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Biting

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Send (͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) for my muse to confess a kink

[scarf-dad]

"You smell like cheap wine."

[scarf-dad]

“I don’t take offensive comments well, no. Especially when they come from strangers.” Antony replies, closing his book. “Poor darling.” He murmurs, reaching out to trace the pad of a finger beneath the other mans chin. “You’ll rarely succeed at seducing someone by pissing them off.” The poet states coldly, withdrawing his hand and instead curling his fingers delicately around the stem of the wine glass at his side.

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At this Will blushes, he supposed he was being rude and he huffs, taking another sip of his drink. “….sorry, I was really just trying to poke fun”He sighs and hums “I suppose that was rude of me my sincerest apologies”

[scarf-dad]

“Poking fun, and being offensive to someone you do not know are two completely different things, my dear.” He replies, lifting his glass to his lips and taking a measured sip. It was awful wine, but happened to be the only red offered. In a place like this, people didn’t exactly come for the warm service, or for the alcohol. “It was rude of you.” Antony agrees, setting down his glass. The apology placated him slightly, and some of the chill left his tone. “Luckily for you, you’re talking to me. On a regular evening, talk like that will earn you a personal meeting with a strangers fist.”

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Poets are the unacknowledged legislators of the world.

Percy Bysshe Shelley (via haikuscott)