saving people. hunting things.

it is poetry .

Spatter the stars Douse their luminosity With our amniotic retch Promulgating the birth Of another Hell on Earth Shadows gather poisoned henna for the flesh A necrotic cattle brand The hissing downfall pentagram Carven deep upon the church doors of the damned But no Passover is planned A great renewal growls at hand And only when they're running Will they come to understand

So ends the pitiful reign of Man

When the moon exhales Behind a veil Of widowhood and clouds On a Biblical scale We raise the stakes To silhouette the impaled Crowds

Within this kissed disembowel arena A broken seal on an ancient curse Unleashes beasts from the seismic breach With lightning reach and genocidal thirst Mountains of archaos theories In collision as at planetary dawn Apocalypse's razorbacks Beat wings on glass as thunder cracks Unfurled across a world hurled to the black

Cthulhu dawn

Shatter the glass house Wherein spirits breathe out Halitosis of the soul From a recking abscess Plague of far righteousness All fates hang in the balance Mocking crucified dolls An inquisition outs When the Sun goes out our powers Will extend throughout Heaven like Asphodel As they have for countless lustrum In dark Midian accustoned To burning effigies of our enemies well

The Better Part of Valour

This year for the Pinefest I was teamed up with @andimeantittosting. Thank you so much for your wonderful fic (and for putting up with my neurodivergent ass😅)

What can be better than a good fix-it? A good fix-it full of delicious pining! Go read it here!

Eldritch-like Castiel. 🖤🪽😌✍🏽

Blueberries - Teija Lehto

Finnish, b. 1965 -