so literally nobody asked but the goddess that summoned hill was dani ( @shefleur ) bc what’s sexier than being summoned by life herself
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so literally nobody asked but the goddess that summoned hill was dani ( @shefleur ) bc what’s sexier than being summoned by life herself

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let me just take a second to talk about @shefleur / @divinehid colin is a good person, and i don’t just mean that in an off - handed way. he is geniunely a good person. there is no one kinder, funnier, and more brilliant when it comes to creativity than him. the graphics? stunning. the writing? some of the best you’ll find on this hellscape of a website. the way colin writes is special, and every time i have the honor of writing with him, it’s like a gift presented personally. each starter, meme, reply —————— whatever the case, colin manages to spin an entire story with his writing, so much that it makes me strive harder to be better. not only in the writing sense, because colin is a true artist, but strive to be a better person. he’s sweet, he’s wonderfully talented ( so much that there are just times when i’m in awe of what he does ), and he is someone to look up to, someone to give you a reason to believe that fantastic people do exist in this world. follow colin, give him love and support. he deserves it, and he deserves the world. ♡
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its mildly vague bc what are details but my thought process went [nature & life] [goddesses and magic] [hill is a spirit of some kind that was summoned by a goddess to protect her daughter] [hill with saint and god imagery bc i cant fucking chill]
- he already has that really fucking weird and feral forest creature energy so these things were bound to happen - i can change what i already have for him and keep the vampirism in mainverse via : he follows a pattern of reincarnation and so he doesnt know who he is - in my og backstory for him he's just part angel and it was the nephilim blood that drew in the stray vampires that attacked him (but i always left myself with that weird plothole bc ?? his sister was killed but not him so like what was i on about) and instead replace it with he's a funky spirit whos blood is Next Level Divine. - it also gives credence to why his vampiric ability is so powerful that even an old and powerful vampire like aro cant crack it - PLUS its really funny if you then think about him never being immortal in any lifetime before this and somewhere the goddess that summoned him is like Oh Fuck bc now he literally CANNOT be found - so he’s basically a funky forest witch / spirit of protection that was summoned from a pool of water and has no memories or knowledge of this because the goddess who summoned him can’t find him to awaken his memories & restore who he is - the vampirism is easily kept because he is reincarnated and in this lifetime was born as a human into a human family , but his blood was still strangely alluring & powerful & divine so it drew in the stray coven that attacked them (and killed his mother & sister right away , because their blood was just normal human blood and now what drew them in)

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drowned in pools of light , the moon’s silent slumber ruined by the everlasting promise of an approaching dawn ( 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒉𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒂𝒏 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒕𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 / the brightness of the sun trapped beneath his tongue , the nighttime alive beneath his skin ) what are we , but ghosts upon this earth ? memories like pressed flowers against it’s skin / the blood of our blossoms a stain that is washed away by rain ---- like all things , 𝐰𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 [ would it frighten you ? to be unknown , to be a silent spirit in the woods , to exist to no one other than the trees & the winds ? ] the world chews us up & spits us out ; humanity with fangs crueler than ours , mouths that drip with darkened malice ---- they would hunt us willingly , dissect us / discover us / 𝑖𝑚𝑝𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑛𝑎𝑚𝑒𝑠 𝑎𝑐𝑟𝑜𝑠𝑠 𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑐𝑜𝑟𝑝𝑠𝑒𝑠 ❛❛ whatever it is you’re going to ask of me , the answer will be no . ❜❜
he settles , like a bird ruffled by the cold air / his eyes strange & bright as they peek through the foliage ( 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐬 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐲 ---- tenderly , wrapping around the open wound of his heart ) THERE IS NOTHING HE CAN SAY FOR THE STRANGER THAT WATCHES HIM dark hair & darker eyes , like a wolf watching a lamb / 𝑎 𝑑𝑒𝑒𝑟 𝑢𝑛𝑎𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑙𝑘𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑡𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑔𝑟𝑎𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑠 [ i can be brutal too ] ❛❛ please leave , you won’t change my mind . ❜❜
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hill ages 20 years everytime someone asks him to join a coven
the trees sigh , 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐜 & 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 / founded upon the backs of saints with broken hymnals in their bloodied mouths ( and though the darkness creeps in , their songs are still sweet ) halo’s laid crooked against the fractured light , sent down in spirals of gold & green , 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑢𝑛’𝑠 𝑟𝑎𝑦𝑠 ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑔𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑙𝑖𝑎𝑔𝑒 𝑎𝑠 𝑠𝑝𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑟𝑢𝑠ℎ𝑒𝑠 𝑢𝑝 𝑡𝑜 𝑚𝑒𝑒𝑡 𝑖𝑡 . [ and far away in a field , he lays with his wings against the ground & his head in the clouds ] ❝ james . ❞
his name is given with the same infliction of a drowned man gasping for air , something whole & desperate to cling onto / hands searching to dig into the dirt ; 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐡 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐭𝐨𝐦𝐛 ❝ how far would you follow me ? ❞ eyes turn to stars , pools of moonlight flooded with a hazy love / fingertips skimming against the grasses under his palm
❝ would you look for me at all ? ❞
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FOR ALL THE PATHS I HAVE TREAD . for this mark i have carved into the earth , for this solitude i have known . for all that i am & all that i am not , i dare you to find me
independent original character set in the twilight universe , est june 2019 , loved by roman

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BOLD ALL THAT APPLY . arse. ass. asshole. bastard. bitch. bloody. bugger. bollocks. chicken shit. crap. cunt. dick. frick. fuck. horseshit. motherfucker. piss. prick. screw. shit. shitass. son of a bitch. twat. wanker. pussy.
GIVEN PROPER RELIGION CONTEXT . christ on a bike. christ on a cracker. damn. goddamn. godsdamn. hell. holy shit. jesus. jesus christ. jesus h christ. jesus h. roosevelt christ. jesus, mary and joseph. sweet jesus.
THIS OR THAT ? contractions or enunciation ? straightforward or cryptic ? jargon or toned ? complexity or simplicity ? finding the right word or using the first word that comes to mind ? masculinity, neutrality, or femininity ? formalities or abrasiveness ? praise or equivocation ? frankness or lies ? excessive or minimal hand gestures ? name-calling or magnanimity ? friendly or blunt nicknames ?
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“All his grace was in his vagueness. His voice was soft, his manner languid, his features blurred and dreamy;”
— Donna Tartt, from The Little Friend
𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇 𝐂𝐑𝐘𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐙𝐄𝐒 autumnal air crowding in around them , nipping / delicate in it’s death ! ( where do you keep your death ? i held mine between my lungs , behind my heart , where mortality & life itself blossom . i had mine ripped out / turned to stone / became one of the deathless ) 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐬 , the summertime is the deer ; slowly crept up upon ---- hunted , until blood spills like colored leaves caught in a flurry of wind . * but there is new life in the fall ! hill’s eyes are hungry with it , memories that flicker behind his eyelids / 𝙖 𝙜𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙚𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙨𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙚𝙧 , tumbling into the labors of fall . the chills that raised gooseflesh on his arms each morning , standing in the sunlight for warmth / AS THOUGH APOLLO HELD HIM IN HIS ARMS . he turns towards booth , fingertips interlaced with a small smile ❝ come on ---- this is one of my favorite places . ❞ it broadens / grows like a flower against his lips , blooming & urgent in the crimson petals . heels dig into the hallowed earth , following the growing sound of rushing water / the noise drowning out the hush of his voice . he turns , fingers playing with his companions as he leans forward , pressing a small kiss to his lips ❝ once . . . i came and all the leaves were red , like a sunset pained in blood . it . . . reminded me of something i can’t remember anymore . ❞ // @bedevile

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liz taylor !
❝ IT’S EASIER SAID THAN DONE when you just can’t break away . ❞ / @divinehid liked .
❝ 𝐈𝐓 𝐃𝐄𝐏𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒 𝐎𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 you’re trying to break . sometimes the breaking hurts ---- it shatters , and the shards . . . cut you open . but the freedom is well worth the pain . ❞
carlysle !
❛ ———— 𝑻𝑶 𝑺𝑬𝑬 𝑯𝑬𝑹 𝑩𝑶𝑨𝑺𝑻𝑭𝑼𝑳 𝑩𝑶𝒀𝑺, earth-proud !! proud of the earth which is not theirs : who steer the plough, but cannot steer their feet … clear of the grave. ❜ he completes, WARMTH ABOUND as he reaches to clasp the hand of this marvelous visitor. ❛ hamatreya, by emerson. i have missed your mind, old friend. ❜
𝐀 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐍𝐎 𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐑 the earth shivers / as though a chill runs through the rivers of her veins ---- something 𝙘𝙖𝙩𝙖𝙘𝙡𝙮𝙨𝙢𝙞𝙘 as they touch . * two hands meet , and golden light floods them / you are bright , like the sun , and you warm me for an eternity ! ❝ you’re impossible to stay away from . ❞ trembles , the magmatic core erupting / filled like a wineskin with warmth ---- brimming with all the tenderness of a fawn . ( something delicate within me , a wilting flower / a rotting corpse / the comfort of death exhumed by each breath . i am cut open and left before you , to know , to explore as odysseus did the seas ) ❝ how have you been ? i . . . miss our talks . ❞