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Hi! I'm Silvie (she/her, Czech, INFJ-T, 4w5).

I'm a multifandom editor (both photo and video) and a poet/writer whose hyperfixations are mainly Doctor Who and Good Omens.

Find me as @/crimiprofiler on Instagram where I'm active the most. I'm always glad to talk to fellow fans <3

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✩ so I wrote a thing, yay!

Please don't, don't look away, Don't take my twin suns away from me, Let them dispel the grey of the day Like the first rays of light on the sea.

It hurts, it hurts me to hear you say That your eyes aren't suns, that you can't see They are like fireflies leading me astray Whenever you look at me.

They remind me of stars, stars in the making, Just as blinding if you stare too hard, Just as warm, just as breathtaking – I wouldn't mind if I end up charred.

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~Silvie⭒

✩ coping with stuff by writing spicy poetry? yeah, sounds like me ✩ inspired by the gorgeous art of @heohl-art (particularly posts from 19. & 23. & 28. 1. 2026)

Oh, you're far from holy When you look at me with your impish gaze, And your golden eyes travel slowly Down my body, setting it ablaze.

Please, don't look at me that way, Or I'll forget how to be an angel; You will become my prey, And then, my dear, you'll be in danger.

If you continue tracing my thigh, I end up pushing you on your back, And in a single blink of an eye, I will let the beast in me attack.

God, forgive me, for I have sinned… And I don’t think I ever want to stop. It feels heavenly to have you pinned Beneath me, to be on top.

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For @raxacoricofallapatoriusrulez <3

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✩ It's been a while. I'm still writing when feelings hit though

Expectations are a cage you were never meant to live in, Yet they made you do so somehow, made you bend and give in. I’d rather have all your sins than watch another second of your soul shrinking To fit into Heaven's dusty old card file that had let you down, sinking.

Your selflessness bordering on self-sabotaging is the fault of the ones above, The way you see your flaws where I only see more of you to love. I’ve wanted this – wanted you – longer than most stars have been burning, I begged for you to try to break free, to bring an end to this yearning.

You did your best to push your fluttering heart into the box But the stubborn thing ignored all the rules, traps and locks. It wanted to find a home in my chest and bury itself deep; It's what I often dreamed about in my sleep.

Despite looming threats and ineffable plans, Your lonely heart managed to find the gentlest of skilled hands To unlock the cage jailing your heart doves that had been put there by the cruelest of means; I watch over each crestfallen bird, as it heals, learns to trust – and preens.

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✩ a poem for TIC 6 prompt from the writing workshop of @obliquitywrites ╰➤ the prompt: an AU based on The Picture of Dorian Gray, genre: Victorian Adventure (Yes, I completely ignored the fact it was supposed to be a script. I'm a demon, I don't obey rules. X)

There's an ethereal picture in a case, A halo of curls, an angel with grace. I wonder why it's hidden in the dark room, Covered in cobwebs like an image of gloom.

I often find myself sneaking down the staircase Just to catch a glimpse of that fascinating face. The stormy blue eyes give me chills, He looks so gorgeous in a cravat and frills.

My lank fingers itch to reach out and trace The lovely delicate lines of the white lace. He looks like a lord in all of his glory, I want to be a part of his Victorian story.

All I can do is to take him to my place, Hang him between the plants and the bookcase Right in the middle of the blank wall, Let him be the guardian of my hall.

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✩ I'm still alive. AziraCrow keep me alive

You're playing with fire in Heaven's favourite suit, That innocent angel act masking a devilish mind, When our eyes meet, a shiver runs down my spine, Unholy thoughts begin to take root.

My gaze travels down a lingering route; I stare at your lips, and their perfect line, The curve of your cupid's bow, so well-defined, Tempting me more than the forbidden fruit.

You bring my name into disrepute, Knowing exactly just how long I've pined, Fell for an angel, only one of a kind, You are lucky you're unfairly cute.

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✩ a poem for Tumblr Five Words Friday poetry prompt by @whickberstreetwriters ╰➤ the words: cherish, gossamer, leash, petal, scintilla

My persevering affection is straining at the leash, I long to spill blood for and to you in devotional sacrifice, But I'll gladly settle for a scintilla of your love; Out of all sins you're my favourite vice.

I want your petals and blossoms as well as your thorns, I wish to puncture myself with them as I hold you close. When you're vulnerable, you're so breathtaking; That's when I cherish you the most.

A gossamer thread ties my heart to yours, You're like a fire-tinged god that I venerate Since the very moment I laid my eyes on you; Back in Eden at the Eastern Gate.

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✩ I swear I'm still alive but life had just been too much past few months

You have me wrapped around your little finger, Right there where you have your signet ring; Our gazes meet, and for an eternity linger, Yet infinitesimal like a flap of a wing.

The meeting of our eyes is almost a sound; Like a clash of a crystal or a clap of a thunder, Everything fades into the background When you stand before me like a resplendent wonder.

My heart is fluttering like a trapped bird, I want to hang up your picture among the stars To make the sun envy – I'm undeterred; I'll alter space-time so that it's only ours.

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✩ a poem that was unfinished for months and then it just... happened

I inadvertently move closer; A planet that can't help but orbit around This particular lovely star, My feet far from the ground.

I need something to hold onto, Something to break my fall; Your gravitational pull is drawing me in, I hardly realized when it began at all.

I'm unraveling at the speed of stars falling, My neat wings are getting tattered As I plummet down the heavens, I fear that I end up shattered.

Your gilded gaze is resplendent, Aureate and scintillating; One of God's gentler creatures, My beloved, you are captivating.

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✩ a poem that I dug out of my drafts, and I don't even know why it had been lying around for so long because it's finished

I hurt myself not to feel hollow, If I left, would you follow Me to the far off stars, Would you let them mend your scars?

I miss especially the stars in your eyes, Those in the colour of stormy skies; If I could only make them shine again, Outline their edges with your fountain pen…

I'll love you just like the stars love the sky, I'll keep loving you until they all die; My beloved, angelic bookseller, My feelings for you are stellar.

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✩ a poem for my creative writing class prompt "I give you…" that I surprisingly whipped up right then and there

I give you a fountain pen To be graced by your long, deft fingers, So I can watch and admire when The black ink stains the paper and lingers.

Its tip is not any sharper than your wit As you write down a memory we once shared; We walked through Eden, gilded and sunlit, In the garden my heart laid bare.

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~Silvie⭒

✩ a poem for Tumblr Five Words Friday poetry prompt by @whickberstreetwriters and Tumblr Ineffable Prompt-A-Thon (@ineffablyruined) ╰➤ the words: trial, sonorous, soft, reverie, lunar ╰➤ IPAT topic: stranger

The sonorous beat of my heart, So pervasive it broke my reverie Of how neatly you're taking me apart, Almost feels like a treachery.

I should be aware of the danger As you slowly orbit closer to me, I've never experienced anything stranger, Yet I give myself to you willingly.

It's a trial for my self-preservation When you lean in with your soft, red lips, My starry eyes widen in revelation; You veil me in darkness like a lunar eclipse.

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✩ a poem for Tumblr Five Words Friday poetry prompt by @whickberstreetwriters ╰➤ the words: lucid, rasp, meander, flicker, sunset

As we meander under the heavens, The sky is bleeding from coral to maroon, Giving way to the lucid moon, Hand in hand we walk like heathens, And you tug to pull me near.

Your amber eyes flicker, reflecting the sunset, The voice before me is a gentle rasp: “I want to spend eternity in your grasp,” You whisper and tuck my platinum ringlet Right behind my undeserving ear.

Is it possible to fall upwards? I wonder when you kiss me breathless, And I pull you in, carefree and reckless, Utterly deprived of words, I love you ruinously, my dear.

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✩ a poem for Tumblr Five Words Friday poetry prompt by @whickberstreetwriters ╰➤ the words 1: nevermind, whimsical, thrive, dulcet, elicit ╰➤ the words 2: susurration, bright, drop, haze, sultry ✩ yes, I merged two weeks together because why not to challenge myself, right

As your fingernails explore and graze The curves and lines of my upper arm, I find myself in a heady haze That's elicited in me by your charm.

As I feel your sultry breath against my ear, The dulcet susurration of your voice, All I want is to clutch you near, And everything else becomes a white noise.

Your sense of humour is downright whimsical; I thrive in your company when we banter, Your eyes burn bright when you're cynical, I'm like a flower in your planter.

My petals unfurl under your touch, My roots swallow each and every drop, Nevermind if you water them too much; They'll stay devoted to you on your tabletop.

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✩ a poem for Tumblr Ineffable Prompt-A-Thon (@ineffablyruined) ╰➤ topic: strands

You're such a skilled and artful thief of my breath, I think for a millionth time when I look at your flowy, crimson strands, I wish to touch them, worship them, weave them with my hands; That picture alone is a merciful death.

All I ever wanted is slipping further away with each passing second, Although you're right here, at reach, at my fingertips, I want to bask in the sun of you after years of total eclipse; That thought is my own personal Armageddon.

I desire to have your name engraved into my skin, To have the picture of you burned in my soul, But there are circumstances that I can't control; Giving into my longings would be a sin…

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✩ a poem for Tumblr Ineffable Prompt-A-Thon (@ineffablyruined) ╰➤ topic: chance

I often reminisce about our first and last dance; The way our fingers touched and intertwined, I wish I had given us a chance, But instead, I left it all behind.

I left all of my hope on the floor of the bookshop, In the very spot we fell apart, I can still recall the stomach drop As I destroyed your tortured heart.

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