meague... blease forgive me i ate all the spaghetti
this is cursed.
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meague... blease forgive me i ate all the spaghetti
this is cursed.
whales-and-witchcraft kindly reminded me that I haven’t drawn high overseer version of martin for so very long time, so here we goo
also, haven’t done the mandatory prince of tyvia-joke in ages, so let’s check that off from the list as well
is there even rlly... much of a dh community left.......
" It was only a loan, cause I killed him later. "
there’s no gentleness in his smile. gums too pink, teeth too white. a snake’s grin, ravenous and wicked. long shadows stretched across cobbled stones, hazed at the edges and growing faint in the twilight hours. these moments, fragile and quiet, sat between the evening commute and the consequential night life. too early for thieves, too late for the common workman. his startling red collar stood with the rigid attention of a soldier, bound tight at the throat and the crooked adam’s apple that bobbed when he spoke. ❛ — i hope it was worth it. ❜ a voice raspy from exhausted decades of smoke and alcohol, both abuses that still permeated the air around his words.
“—a call to the blood and to the relaxed will, a passing benediction whose influence did not pass, a holiness, a spell, a momentary chalice for youth.”
— E. M. Forster, A Room With a View
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I hope you choke on every other lie you tell for as long as you fucking live
tfw u severely neglect this blog and all ur mutuals but u get some muse back.
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“Raven”
I inherited hunger, popped jaw, all teeth, & father taught me how to feast.
Kemi Alabi, from “No More White Girls, or What I Learned from Father,” published in KWELI (via lifeinpoetry)