DEATH DEFIANT.

⠀ reduce me to ruin ⠀/⠀ shatter this soul. MUTUALS ONLY.

[shiverheart]

i was gonna remake but thats so much work but also you whores have matching urls without me

[hipsterpixels]

A saga

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[shiverheart]

❛ It hurts. More than dying ever did. There are days when I feel like I deserve this. ❜

meme     /     n/a     /     @ignominiy.

if  she  were  one  for  reveling,  her  heart  would  be  singing.     but  no,  such  shows  are  of  his  kind     —–     the  wicked  &  disgraceful,  finding  joy  in  the  suffering  of  others.     the  goddess  can  find  no  joy  in  the  despair  wrought  by  one  man,  in  the  taint  that  has  spread  through  his  whim.

​❝     he  is  not  so  soft.     ❞     voice  marked  by  an  ancient  language,  forceful  &  sharp,  rings.     laughable  doubt  is  sparked  by  his  words;  for  centuries,  ardyn  has  been  an  unfeeling  man.     even  her  reemergence,  she  suspects,  would  change  but  a  thing.     eyes  narrow  with  scorn  at  the  very  notion  she  would  find  pity  for  him  now.     ​❝     words  are  deafened  by  actions.     ❞

​❝      far  worse  befits  the  peccant.     life  belongs  to  light;  death  lurks  in  darkness.     ❞     light  has  faded,  darkness  claiming  the  skies     —–     a  light  of  her  own  has  been  smothered,  a  loss  not  unpunished.     she  has  become  tumultuous  ice,  divinity  marred  by  wrath.     faith  rests  in  the  sun  &  stone,  but  she  will  watch  idly  no  longer.     ​❝     hereupon,  a  soul  is  cleansed.     &  the  glacian  will  bear  witness.     ❞

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[caelumfleuret]

[sirkeanureeves]

A painting by one of my favorite artists: Ayami Kojima. But more importantly: this is Laurent (ft. Damen’s hand).

[achasma]

Archangel Michael Hurls the Rebellious Angels into the Abyss (detail) by Luca Giordano, circa 1666.

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

The white light splutters and pours. Carnations; chrysanthemums. Ivy in dark gardens. Wherever I go, I see you, turning the corner, you, you, you. I hasten, I follow. This, I fancy, must be the sea. Grey is the landscape; dim as ashes; the water murmurs and moves. If I fall on my knees, if I go through the ritual, the ancient antics, it’s you I adore; if I open my arms, it’s you I embrace, you I draw to me—

Virginia Woolf, from Complete Works; “An Unwritten Novel,” (via blushing2)

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[yottabytes]

finally played through the game and of course i had to doodle the doggos

[mistress-light]

Umbra & Pryna

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[lysaa-alyssa]

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art © me~

[denimecho]

At long last… this cursed piece is finished. 

[mistress-light]

“Our paths shall cross again.”

Gifset requested by anonymous

[sublimepoint]

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