`` secret-t-ts cannot be stolen , only kept-t –––--- - you will find no bount-ty here , ur –– dra . begone , lest i find myself missing an eye . ``
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`` secret-t-ts cannot be stolen , only kept-t –––--- - you will find no bount-ty here , ur –– dra . begone , lest i find myself missing an eye . ``
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@sepulchr sent : Men die. It’s practically what they’re for.
EXHALE , STARS : airy laughter , in metric verse . anaphora laced down sinner’s spine , into the chords of his hands and in the veins of him . what color do the deadra bleed ? void & starlit constellations . men die . men have died . men will die . an ongoing act . the curtains never close . but they are eternal .
stage set . what is worse than one prince ?
( a : two . )
‘ put away your claws , darling . ‘ serpentine grace , fit for snake that he is ; venomous fangs ‘neath tempting flower buds . a hand settles onto her shoulder . he cants his head : a fall of brown hair . MORTAL FORM DOESN’T SUIT HIM . can’t capture the viciousness or the cruelty . but its there , in eyes gone black , as he eyes her quarry . ‘ what has he done to you ? would you like me to kiss it better ? ‘
laughter , in his place , but he has already retreated before she might turn her fury to him . she treads in his sphere , now . ‘ wrath looks good on you . you should INDULGE more often . ‘
happy birthdayyyyyyy 🎊🎉!!!!! warmest wishes to you
THABK YOU MAI 💜💜💜💜 it's unseasonably cold but ur wishes are already warming me up
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YEEHAW 💜
𝚂𝙷𝙴 𝙱𝙾𝚆𝙴𝙳 𝙱𝙴𝙵𝙾𝚁𝙴 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙰𝙻𝚃𝙰𝚁, ominous purple light washing over the room. to visit the ebonmere was rare, even more so to come alone, without the company of her fellow nightingales. the agent of strife was here with nothing but herself, though, clad in armor as black as midnight.
slowly, valvossa sunk to her knees. the hum of energy emenated from the portal; sometimes, it was tempting to step in. but it was not yet her time. “ lady nocturnal... ” she murmured, both hands falling to her lap, eyes half-lidded and gazing upon the floor. “ lady nocturnal, why did you choose me? ” fingers unfurled, but her hands shook. “ i’m nothing but a beast. ”
@sepulchr ♥’d !
sepulchr replied to your post: the entire dash: going on about nocturnal and the...
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oh shit she’s oN TO ME---
@sepulchr replied to your post ;;
noc voice: ma'am i don’t believe that’s yours :/ but also good on u, u funky little thief u
it’s a fiasco . ara frequented her shrine fairly regularly . generally always chill with lady luck . we stan lady luck . ara just had her mid life crisis at eighteen & ascended to mad godhood ---- this lil thief going from politely peeping up at nocturnal’s shrine to straight up busting into her realm twirling her dumb new staff of office around like she owns the place begging for attention.
✰ ◞ @sepulchr
❛ i love that i believed that it would all be worth it, that this would be my legacy. the greatest mage to have ever graced a court. and i 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢, 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 love that instead, i've gotten to spend the last three decades cleaning up stupid political messes. glorified royal arse wiper. ❜