#caedite eos

[fenicopterus]

Песенка Крестоносца

Я полгода не мылся, и конь мой утоп, В этой вязкой грязи я стою, как сугроб. Мой доспех порыжел и покрылся корой, Я иду на Восток, я - великий герой!

Сарацины бегут, зажимая носы, Не видали они столь суровой красы! Мой сапог источает такой аромат, Что без боя сдается любой халифат.

В СвЯтый Город ворвусь я, как гром среди мглы, Крест на сердце горящем, а латы в пыли. Мой доспех опалён, но не сломлен в бою, И ко Гробу Господню я с честью приду.

Я несу свою веру сквозь пламя и прах, Чтоб не меркнул огонь в утомлённых сердцах. И пока над землёй держит небо свой свод, Пусть молитва меня через бурю ведёт!

[palephx]

SRSLY. We wonder why everyone feels enraged and impotent (not merely "aggrieved" for shit they can't name). I think it has something to do with the fact that ALL OF THESE PEOPLE SHOULD ALREADY BE IN MUTHAFUKKIN' PRISON, and we're still fuckin' around with the "due process" they never give to brown people or anyone like me.

Fuck that guy, in particular.

[palephx]

"Weekend at Jeffrey's."

[palephx]

So, I hear mosquitoes carry Lyme now, and the CDC has been trying to keep a lid on it. I know, let's give them all the measles!

[heirxbornxofxflames]

"Phoenix. I was wondering if you had a moment to talk with me." (after he knows)

Currently he was seated on the floor, cross legged in the dark. His eyes were closed tight, in deep thought. His fathers words interrupted his trance, however. Turning to look at the older man, his eyes slowly returned from black to their usual blue.

“Yes, father?”

[adxastraxadore]

My Type Of Fun - Beatrice

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Her lips curved into a twisted smile, gliding next to him, an unnerving aura emitting from her. There was no greater satisfaction then inflicting pain on those who deserved it; Filthy Mudblood’s especially.

“Thank you~”

[aridanemalfoy]

Head Held High

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Grey-blue eyes narrowed into an ice cold glare, not a shred of mercy visible. If she were as pathetic as him, and stooped to his level, he would be dead. Clenching her fists, Aridane stood taller, stepping closer to him.

“You have done nothing to earn my respect, dearest Uncle. Even more so nowadays. Nothing but a washed up Dark Wizard, with his puppeteer back to lead him.” Her tips twitched into a smirk, continuing to defy him. “Is this, truly, what is best for my family? A radical lie of racism and fear?”

[aridanemalfoy]

‘First’ Meetings

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Her lips twitched into the semblance of a smile, though they were often faked, as was her specialty. Pulling her hand back from him, she rested it on Sarus’ back once more.

“Still a great family.” She corrected him, in a warning tone.