#absterreo

[theycallmekaibara]

( Smooches the back of their hand ) High Fantasy/Knightni: B)c

Such a strong presence...........Never has she ever had a stronger urge to be in someone’s lap. 

[goldcasted]

THIS OR THAT?

honey and lemon or milk and sugar  //  musicals or plays  //  lemonade or iced tea  //  strawberries or raspberries  //  winter or summer  //  beaches or forests  //  diners or cafes  // unicorns or dragons  //  gemstones or crystals  //  hummingbirds or owls  //   fireworks or sparklers  //  brunch or happy hour  //  sweet or sour  //  rome or amsterdam  //  classic or  modern art  //  sushi or ramen  //  sun or moon  //  polka dots or stripes  //  macaroons or croissants  //  glitter or matte  //  degas or seurat  //  aquariums or planetariums  //  road trip or camping trips  //  colouring books or watercolour  // fairy lights or candles

stolen from  :  @soultimed  uwu tagging :   @godesing  .  @driptgold  .  @burnpast .  @unmaidens . @absterreo

[pickedchocolat-blog]

me @ somni;

[etlascivus]

absterreo replied to your post “top is yeah, the one who usually inserts ... it into another person.”

( pwease go use ur dick on someone asmo and stop trying to get fear's dick )

        let him have the eldritch dick !

[umbrasemita]

@absterreo​

          on the surface, she appeared to be an unlucky girl; trapped in poverty, living on the edge between life and death, toeing the line as she escaped danger but only just barely. one might pity her, though she’d spit in their face and tell them to die horrendously if she knew. her anger often made an appearance but she was always, always, careful to keep it tightly reigned. 

     beneath the surface of an unlucky girl, she held darkness in her heart and hands. an irony not lost on her as the night was one of her greatest fears. emotions spun out of control would bring her nightmares as the shadows danced around her hands and unceremoniously slaughtered whoever was in front of her. she held no control over it, could only fear what her power was capable of. the shadows and her anger controlled her. even now, she could feel it on the edges of her human senses, waiting for the right moment to rear it’s head once more.

     to a stranger in the night, she hid away her fear and spoke a warning to them, out of a rare moment of caring. ❛ get home quickly, ❜ she said to them. ❛ some of the boys around town are going to ride around tonight. they might make trouble with you if you’re caught outside. ❜

[zeitloslebengone]

{ @absterreo ;;

“Boring isn’t always a bad thing. Trust me.”

[sylvansoldier-a]

@absterreo​ |: continued from ↢

What little comfort the hooded lantern and the stolen pistol brought her fled like rats scattering from the hull of a sinking ship. The thunderous sound—wailing voices locked in agony or ecstasy—followed so closely by silence was like a vacuum, pulling the very air from her lungs. Bodies slumped and dropped, slapping against the stone of the courtyard into puddles of their own making. If they had had the chance to scream, it might have been less horrifying; it was as if the cloak-wrapped bundles of meat had never been alive.

Upon seeing the fruits of their ritual, the interloper nearly found herself wishing it was some kind of fever dream.

A terrible, animalistic roar split the silence—shattered the great weight on her chest. Gasping in a tight breath, she raised the gun and fired both shots before tossing it aside and bolting. Her court had sent her to investigate the strange happenings on the edge of their territory. Whatever the cultists had created, she knew from a glance she was outmatched.

[hclified]

(    @absterreo    )   -   ♥  !!

the tiny creature crouches with an alarming snap  &&  pop from joints.  it doesn’t hurt however  ,  palms rising to cup around plump lips so that she may watch as fog-like breath is slowly exhaled over  &&  over.  “heh~”