MAGIK // THE DARKCHYLDE FAN ART
"You believe yourselves immune to death? I bring you a gospel of oblivion. I bring you the Soulsword. Taste it and cease to be."

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Janaina Medeiros

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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
d e v o n

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I'd rather be in outer space 🛸

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Cosmic Funnies
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Sweet Seals For You, Always

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MAGIK // THE DARKCHYLDE FAN ART
"You believe yourselves immune to death? I bring you a gospel of oblivion. I bring you the Soulsword. Taste it and cease to be."

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I Play the Fool in This
Does fate ever laugh? That the only time my heart knows love is when it isn't mine. Does fate ever laugh? That the only time my heart knows love is when hers is the name that beats in yours. Does fate ever laugh? That the only time my heart knows love is when the moon knows of only the color of her eyes, of the details of her laughter, and of her hair in sunlight. Does fate then laugh? That your torment is not ended by my touch. That your hunger is not sated by my lips. That your prayers are answered only if she smiled. Does fate laugh, do you think? That the only time my heart knows love is when it isn't mine.
— morph
Swing Set
There is rust on your body, but dusk air dances with you still. Do you mind the weight on your shoulder when it is not blown kiss? Do you feel loved in the morning when the only thing that touches you is gentle heat? You don't creak. But do you hurt, too, when the sun sleeps? And darling, have you ever seen the stars weep? I have. I have.
— morph
Just Love Me
I’d let you. I’d beg even. Pry my ribs open with your bare hands. Let the red pool like wine, and drink. Depraved. Starved. Desiccated. I’d let you. I’d beg. I’d watch my heart beat against the palm of your hands, and weep because you’ve held it. I’d let you. Drive your knife in and twist. And I’d let you.
— morph
To Love Rabid
I would do it bloodied; With a fractured skull, And broken ribs. I would do it trembling; Winded and bruised, With burnt skin, and Busted lips. I would do it struck by lighting. If it is you. I would do it in death. If it’s you. If it’s you. I would. I would.
— morph

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Agony & Hope
You would know, I think. There, tucked in the center. Ceaseless, silent; A living thing, reaching. You'd know, I think. If by look. Or by breath. By a wound. I'd let you pour salt on my open flesh if it meant you'd rub your hands across my body. You'd know, I think. An ache. A longing.
— morph
Normal People
Ruined me, I tell you. RUINED! DESTROYED! CARNAGED! I am torn-up flesh, and spilt blood. I am death personified, Unromanticized. You have clawed me open Unapologetically. And I crawled back Bloodied. Take me in. Feed me. Love me. Then discard me Once again.
— morph
OH, PLEASE, don’t ask me how I’ve been / don’t make me play pretend, oh no / Oh, what’s the use? / Oh, please, I bet everybody here is fake happy too…
FAKE HAPPY by PARAMORE
A recreation of an old edit I did and lost because I broke my flash drive, and I don’t know how to fix it. Alas.. enjoy!
Ada Limón, “To Be Made Whole”, On Being with Krista Tippett
Rebecca Solnit, Hope In The Dark
Andrea Gibson, The Madness Vase

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i found icarus in the fluorescent lights of a waxing salon
you stare at fluorescent lights and ugly white walls as a stranger rips the hair off your legs with hot wax
this is girlhood.
it makes you think of icarus
you wonder if he felt the hot wax dripping down his skin
if he felt pain
if he even realised what was happening
you wonder if this is how you’ll go
in a flurry of
burning legs
weak and hairless
you flew too close to the sun and now you are falling
hot liquid gold
she asks you how old you are
you tell her you turn fifteen in one day
she wishes you happy birthday
and plucks the last hair from your leg like she’s skinning a chicken
happy birthday to you.
you don’t get used to the pain
each sting is
fresh
raw
at least icarus only fell once
this is girlhood.
Jennifer Saunders, from “When the Guest Speaker Told Us“
Stop giving me attention you’re going to make me start thinking that I’m worthy of love
No, I didn't "like" your post, I made you hot chocolate and sat down with you and draped a blanket over your shoulders
to love someone is firstly to confess: i'm prepared to be devastated by you.

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Lee Krasner // Franz Kafka
THE CRESTFALLEN JOURNEY OF ONE, WANDA MAXIMOFF.
"We could never truly leave each other, even if we tried."
Yet again, another repost. Yes... I am forever a Maximoff enthusiast.