QUEEN OF HEARTS @wrathfulbeauty - Tumblr Blog

i want to be here but i have like negative 10,000 motivation to do much of anything besides survive.

#♕| i'm very small & very shy (ooc post)#/my baby died the first of this month and i've just been so out of it and not well since then./#/if we're mutuals feel free to write a starter if you're wanting to do something./#/or hop into my DM's for plotting too./

petaltexturedskies

I'm like a winged creature who is too rarely allowed to use its wings.

Anaïs Nin, in a diary entry written c. January 1943 featured in The Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1939-1944

#♕| an obsession with freedom that terrified me to the point that i couldn't even talk about it (about)

quotespile

“For the rest of my life, I will live with my hands outstretched for things that are no longer there.”

— Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie, Notes on Grief

#♕| he was my entire life until he was taken from me (angelos)#♕| they screamed as if they knew me (family)

fatimazainab

Margaret Atwood, The Blind Assassin

#♕| an obsession with freedom that terrified me to the point that i couldn't even talk about it (about)#♕| me myself & i (musings)

✱˚｡⋆ ↪ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐎𝐁𝐁𝐈𝐓 : an aesthetics dash game . ( repost do not reblog! )

bilbo baggins. a warm hearth. lovingly sewn buttons. the search for adventure. comfortable routine. unexpected bravery. tea - stained pages. cozy armchairs. dusty relics. hidden strengths. garden parties. moonlit windows. quick thinking. humble heroism. resourceful in chaos. clever wordplay.

thorin oakenshield. never found cowering. strong familial ties. a fierce opponent. loyalty over love. tempered steel. haunted by the past. defending one's stronghold. sense of duty. forged in fire. honor above all. the weight of legacy. shaped by adversity, tempered by loss. fiercely protective.

gandalf the grey. the balancing of fate. ancient magic. purifying power. bringer of light. wise guidance. moonlit counsel. secret keeper. forgotten paths. unseen destinations. cryptic answers. hidden chambers. a mysterious figure. the voice of reason.

thranduil. haunted by echoes of the past. elegant majesty. moonlit counsel. secrets kept in silence. the cautious leader. love of rare beauty. wisdom in isolation. heart of the forest. a silent observer. calculative &. condescending.

smaug. golden hoards. thirst for destruction. golden armor. fearsome majesty. glinting claws. the dark allure of treasure. insatiable greed. scorched earth. the unyielding sentinel. watching & waiting. what does not kill you should run. finding a wicked enjoyment in others' suffering. only one weakness.

azog. unfettered brutality. eternal darkness. the rot of vengeance. a warrior's rage. brute strength. iron - clad resolve. a litany of scars. an unrelenting force. maimed in battle. religion in bloodshed. servant of the darkness. ancient hatreds. branded with malice.

#♕| an obsession with freedom that terrified me to the point that i couldn't even talk about it (about)

WHAT COLOR DOES YOUR LOVE FEEL LIKE ?

deep staining red

Ripped out confessions, warm velvety whispers and a heart like an open wound. Your love flows out like dripping blood, beautiful, flawed and twisted. It's gut wrenching, the type of painfully dramatic feeling that makes you clutch your chest, picturing dramatic monologues about love and loving and big screen over the top scenes of sobbing into your pillow until you fall asleep. It rips out of you, clawing it's way up your throat more so than tumbling out. Sticky words that just need to be let out, feelings so big they don't fit inside you. Your love isn't easy, it's a true bloody mess, dripping and staining everything it touches in a desperate attempt to be seen, to be felt, to be loved back. And you, you love so hard, so deeply, so much for someone who carries all that pain. Atlas holding up the world, how are you? Is your love still flowing? Is your heart still open? Still pumping and bleeding and dripping with blood and tears? Still painting your beautiful pictures and writing your love letters in deeply personal red ink? Because I see them, I read them, I love them and you, you, you, you. Clench your chest, scream your love, cry it out. Spill your words of loving, keep your heart beating, keep your love coming and paint the entire world red with it. Make it in your image, keep going, it's okay. Maybe one day the whole world can be red and loved and beautiful just like you.

#♕| an obsession with freedom that terrified me to the point that i couldn't even talk about it (about)

S.ex values

#♕| an obsession with freedom that terrified me to the point that i couldn't even talk about it (about)#♕| made of scars & filled with my old wounds (headcanons)

twilightrpcmasterlist

A NEW UP-TO-DATE MASTERLIST FOR EVERY TWILIGHT ROLEPLAYER.

includes canon & original characters, as well as multi - muses & verse dependents.

please leave your url, character(s) name, origin ( canon / original / verse ), & status ( multimuse / single ) in tags.

example : # solisnocte / edward cullen / canon / single.

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#wrathfulbeauty/ Athenodora of the Volturi Coven/ canon / single

dvoyd

and i shall be the wolf who dines upon wolves, the sheep upon sheep, the man upon men —

i will be invader, rebel, cannibal, traitor, murderer and thief; i will be rotten flesh and tainted blood, and all things in between.

i will ruin what i cannot have, i will bite the hand that feeds, and i shall suffer none so much as they shall suffer me.

— out of spite // m.a.w

#♕| me myself & i (musings)#♕| an obsession with freedom that terrified me to the point that i couldn't even talk about it (about)#/listen dora is capable at the worst of times. a terror at the best of times./

grunge80sblog

#♕| me myself & i (musings)#♕| an obsession with freedom that terrified me to the point that i couldn't even talk about it (about)

mindflamer

there is still time. there is still time. until your bones are in the fucking ground there is still time.

#♕| me myself & i (musings)

ginnyweasely

Margot Robbie for Madame Figaro

#♕| reflection (main fc)

she stands on the outskirts as much as she can, a glass of champagne in her hand and, crimson eyes dulled slightly, a departure from their normal crimson in an attempt to be less frightening to the humans in attendance are focused on the decor all around the happy occasion. while she's glad for the excuse to leave volterra even for little while she's not sure a wedding is quite what she had in mind for a 'fun vacation'. she supposes it could be worse and the decorations aren't bad, not that she'll say that out loud. she catches a glimpse of @pixieseer approaching her. " everything looks too pure. nice, but all the white offends my delicate sensibilities. "

#(au v. 10)| life and death #/this is in my life and death verse./

sneaky little starter call?

#♕| i'm very small & very shy (ooc post)