not to toot my own horn but . . @repeatition 😛
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One Nice Bug Per Day
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Sweet Seals For You, Always
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Show & Tell
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@fernwehig
not to toot my own horn but . . @repeatition 😛
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* 𝙼𝙰𝚈𝚄𝚉𝚄𝙼𝙸 for @fukenzena ! / ♡ ♡ ♡
embossed by clear concinnity , her presence breathing life into wooden racks : hands shaking / 𝘥𝘦𝘨𝘭𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘪𝘹𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘯 𝘱𝘢𝘭𝘮𝘴 , perturbation more than semblant . hair luscious , makeup giving all the right compliments / expressed out of the pens of the most love - sick authors in the period of romanticism : 𝘢 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴𝘴 , perhaps ------ --- - moving such dead eyes . » are you … looking for anything in particular ? « his own nails tap insistently against the spine of his own light novel / a timid habit : how could he not , in company of a beauty so sublime ?
not to toot my own horn but . . @repeatition 😛
“… I am severed by a nightmare; / the river and the moon cut me in two. / “Once I was one,” I cry. “Once I was entire—””
— Nina Cassian, from Life Sentence; “They Cut Me in Two”

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wanted to try something new so i did this coloured sketch of mayuzumi as a test. man, i still really love this guy….
(also tentatively tagging @suzumicchi since micchi is also fond of this phantom)
* 𝚅𝙴𝚁𝙳𝙴 for @mistfyr ! / ♡ ♡ ♡
dismemberment near the spine , a vertical cut sinks in with practised ease : flesh almost mollitious to the blade , another criss - cross over a feeble ribcage . the scalpel slips in his tiny grasp / 𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦 , before it’s unsettlingly nacarat : insides turned out . » does this bother you ? « blood leaks from incisions , chasing the pure white of his medical gown / a purse of lips before he peels the skin , as one would with an apple ------ --- - 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘧𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 . operosing is past him and his schemes either way : not when this frog is a lump of organs and the edge of the scalpel scintillates dangerously under bright make - shift lights . » ... i told all of you not to bother me in my lab under any circumstances multiple times . « and he is aware he would have to repeat himself again : maybe cut it into a head or two , 𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘬 𝘷𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 / perhaps then it would finally be given allegiance to after so long .
* 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚁𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝙲𝙰𝙻𝙻 ----- --- - cap is at 15 for the time being ! sooo just pointing out that here are everyone’s dossiers’ , so simply let me know who you would like a starter from (and / or for) and i will try and get these out as soon as i can ! ♡
Wilhelm Sasnal - Untitled (oil on canvas, 2017)
Literally being a girl feels like nonconsensual performance art

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* on charlotte’s insectoid cat + a closer look into their daily life together on days she does not have to attend school :
so , your cat dies every morning : ephemeral and you contrite , no god or altar as you auscult the knell / the shrill soprano in the kitchen , his kettle. milk is boiled / spoiled , like your girlhood amongst invaders and forthwith , you’re extraneous. no funerals or eulogies at the breakfast table , umbragde deemed childish : father will buy you a new one. so clambering into your bed / warm cotton sheets , you squash your face against muculent skin again , craddling it in your arms / and as your hands are warmed and slimy , you purr in unison.
Julia de Burgos, from Song of the Simple Truth: The Complete Poems; “Litany of the Sea,”
i dont care much about naruto anymore but i DO still love peache’s karin ( @biteheir ) mar’s kakashi ( @fernwehig ) , liz’s & sage’s sasukes ( @wrathsheir & @sacercruor )
ms. joke… pretty…

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* naoya gamo . (mū.)
* 𝐦ū 𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐱𝐢𝐮𝐬 / starter . › ⌜ @fernwehig ⌟ ( naoya ! )
sweet wines have taken their course through sturdy veins , fingernails clinking quietly against the glass secured within a dark brown hand . parties , large crowds of unknowns was never the scene Naoya had enjoyed in the past ; he clung to bars & 𝒄𝒂𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒐𝒔 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕 & the booze was even sweeter .
reim always looked best at night , when he could stay in one place with no worries / take the time to drink in the dark skies , shining stars . the breeze ruffled strands of the sweetest plums , bright yellow eyes masked behind cloth remained closed .
“ 𝒎𝒚 𝒍𝒐𝒓𝒅 . what course shall the winds take you ? ” no attempt to turn , to check who had walked onto the balcony ; the sudden rays owned by the sun warming his back told him all he needed to know . a chuckle drops from his lips / amusement to be found in his own wording . “ hopefully not to me . there are other beings here more worthy of your time . ”
noxious words metamorphose into lemures at intricate and amaranthine work , he / one of few genii mingling , rubbing scales and shoulders with grease alike : bacchus his own for the night . 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘦𝘴 𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘢𝘵𝘢𝘹𝘪𝘢 / even if in measure and it insinuates his company for this ho - hum night may be its begetter . the silk over a pale arm scrapes his biceps almost wretchedly , glides downwards and he smiles into the face of a lesser medusa / more hopeful and thus less powerful , 𝘺𝘦𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘪𝘯 . he rises , like his empire and towers over all / as shine and oil forces limpets to a graceful fall . the night air calls to him as an erudite admirer of the stars , just like the stark vibrancy of amethyst hair enswathing the marble balcony railings.
the gentle breeze manumits mū of the stench / coming from burnt oils that claw at his nostrils , acidy as the felonious silver tongues wrapped in expensive crimson . a glass of wine in hand , a conscious head on two shoulders : the most boisterous laugh out of all lungs . ❛ 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙢𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙚 𝙙𝙞𝙫𝙞𝙨 𝙘𝙚𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙖 ------ --- - my work is done here . ❜ distantly reminiscent of a tight rope , he has fetched his lifeline / tempted to take a leap . his family name , like a tag over his heart and weighting at it / but the light emitted from a chromatic iris builds him right back up : 𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘶𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘬𝘴 , 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 . ❛ how would you like accompanying me for a private meal ? i promise the wine shall be just as magnificent ! ❜ he had accomplished what had been paramount and just for the night and his homeland : certainly no one present would deny him to lavish himself in a dabble of a reward after such debilitating efforts .
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