Happy Belated birthday to the platonic love of my life ans Bestie over @glorykill
I'm gonna save myself from a heartfelt homo message but full homo I love you, glad I met you, and I'm glad we still friends to this day. Happy happy birthday ♡♡
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Happy Belated birthday to the platonic love of my life ans Bestie over @glorykill
I'm gonna save myself from a heartfelt homo message but full homo I love you, glad I met you, and I'm glad we still friends to this day. Happy happy birthday ♡♡

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@glorykill said: ❝ it seems the gods have been especially cruel to you. ❞
❝ 𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐦𝐬 𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐚 𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦. 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞. ❞ she stokes the hearth. turning over the eviscerate bloodbeat of embers erratically paling &. deepening like the frantic respiration of a wounded beast trembling in its den &. the profound desperation of its shallowing breath. the chord once taut cut red. eyes pulsing in dull glass bells. outside fields lie black where companies of lesser auxiliaries trudged in snow circled &. wheeled a myriad phantoms in the cold moonlight &. the pale smoke of their breath clove through the implacable dark with wintry blades of white as she traipses the room in the warm sawing light of the fire, strides across the sprawling urne tapestry with such haste that would leave the hanging plants swaying from their hewn beams in her passing. ❝ i take the sentiment is not unfamiliar to you. the gods of these realms are no kinder. ❞
❝ be grateful if they have not disturbed you yet. it’s not because they haven’t noticed. ❞
" assholery is incurable. unfortunately. " @glorykill commented.
" there is always the rite. " elowren's bite of dark humor was ever present. the rite of tranquility was an inky cold blackness of feeling and dreams. nothing there but what is, and what may come to pass. hard to allow ' assholery ' to remain.
" assholes do not last long in this state. we are direct but i have yet to be intentionally abrasive or rude. "
❝ heeeeeeeeeeeey! ❞ a pout blooms onto the girls lips, elongated fangs catching on her bottom lip. [ she makes quick, sharp grabbing motions at the blade snatched from her hands. ] but they prove no use. she’ll settle for baring her teeth instead. ❝ i wasn’t gonna do anything with it, give it back ❞
@glorykill, random muse starter call.
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(Credit to who made these 2 masterpieces and edits of fire and lighting I did to this).
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“ oh no, i’m in more pain than you think. “ burdened by the pain of memory. doom was someone you could readily forget your sorrows with; the weight that you carried would feel lighter on days spent with him. “ but i can’t let that weigh me down. “ the only thing worse than dying not of your own terms was dying and leaving your friends behind. somehow that lessened your strain. @glorykill
❝ you’ve had your vengeance. don’t stand in the way of mine. ❞
Ω . 𝐁𝐄𝐒𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐘 𝐇𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 / 𝐒𝐌𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐍 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐀 𝐒𝐔𝐃𝐃𝐄𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐎𝐄 𝐎𝐅 ʳᵉᵐᶦⁿᶦˢᶜᵉⁿᶜᵉˢ . ʳᵉᶜᵃˡˡ ᶜᵃˡˡᶦᵖʰᵒʳᶦᵈᵃᵉ ᶦⁿᵈᵘˡᵍᶦⁿᵍ ᶦⁿ ʷᵃⁿᵗᵒⁿ ᶜʳᵉᵈᵉⁿᶻᵃˢ ᵃˢ ᵖᵘᵗʳᶦᵈ ᶜᵃᵈᵃᵛᵉʳˢ ˡᶦᵗᵗᵉʳ 𝚏𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚎 - 𝚕𝚒𝚖𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚌𝚎 , ᵐᵃʳᵐᵒʳᵉᵃⁿ ᶜᵃʳʸᵃᵗᶦᵈˢ ᶜʳᵘᵐᵇˡᶦⁿᵍ ᶦⁿᵗᵒ ᶠʳᵃᵍᵐᵉⁿᵗˢ . [ * ᵃ 𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐒 ᵈᵉᶦᶜᶦᵈᵉ ˡᵃᵛᵉⁿ ʷᶦᵗʰ father’s ᵒʷⁿ ᶦᶜʰᵒʳ . ] ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ ʷᵃˢ ᵃ ᵖᵃⁿᵍ ᵒᶠ 𝑚𝑖𝑟𝑡𝘩 , ᶠᵒʳ ᵇᵘᵗ ᵃ ᵐᵒᵐᵉⁿᵗ . SHORT - LIVED ----- ---- -- ˡᶦᵏᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵒᵘˡˢ ʰᵉ ᵈᶦˢᵖᵃᵗᶜʰᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ 𝗮𝗯𝘆𝘀𝗺𝗮𝗹 ᵈᵉᵖᵗʰˢ ᵒᶠ ᵃˢᵖʰᵒᵈᵉˡ . ❝ 𝐸𝑁𝑂𝑈𝐺𝐻 . ᵗʰᶦˢ ᶦˢ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖᵃᵗʰ ʸᵒᵘ ˢᵉᵉᵏ . ❞ ʰᵒʷ ᶠᵉʳᵛᵉⁿᵗ ᶦʳᶦˢᵉˢ 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦 : ʰᵒʷ ᵗʰᵉʸ ᵍᵒᵘʳᵐᵃⁿᵈᶦᶻᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ᶠˡᵉˢʰ , GNAW ᵗʰᵉ ᵐᵃʳʳᵒʷ & ᶠᵉᵃˢᵗ ᶦⁿᵗᵒ ᵖˢʸᶜʰᵉ . ʰᵒʷ ᵗʰᵉʸ ˢᵐᵒᵘˡᵈᵉʳ . ❝ ᶠᵒˡˡᵒʷ ᶦᵗ , & ʸᵒᵘ ʷᶦˡˡ ᶠᶦⁿᵈ ⁿᵒ ᵖᵉᵃᶜᵉ . 𝕟𝕠 𝕤𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕤𝕗𝕒𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 . ❞
ᵃ ˢᵉᵉᵐᶦⁿᵍ 𝒔𝒄𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 ʷᵃᵈᶦⁿᵍ ᵃᵐᶦᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ᶠᶦˡᶦᵍʳᵉᵉ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ᵃᵘʳᵉᵃᵗᵉ ᵉʸᵉ : ᵃⁿ ephemeral , ᵐᵒᵗᵉ - ˢᵘᵇᵗˡᵉ ᵍˡᶦᵐᵖˢᵉ ᵒᶠ ᵗᵒˢᵏᵃ . ❝ believe me . 𝐈 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖 . ❞
❝ or what? are you threatening me? ❞
" 𝐧𝐨 . " he doesn't want to , because it's not what he's here for , and it isn't what he ought to be doing with him time . the grip of his blade --- kept sedentary at his side --- is a thrumming constant vibration in his hand ; what a marvel that he can feel it through this metal encasing molded to fit his fingers as though it were his naked skin the mercurial magma - orange , obscenely vivid as though the liquid were plucked straight of from earth's core as it raged and undulated vengefully against the raw metal's entrapment from where it sprouts out from it's rain - guard , saturated through and sank through the sinews to touch on his quaking bone . it feels as though it could detonate at any second . he trusts it . he's afraid of it . what a weapon . " but i could start if you like . "
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