Jun 10, 2017
‘ i survived, but i paid for it. ’ / @sacrivice. sc.
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‘ i survived, but i paid for it. ’ / @sacrivice. sc.
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sacrivice
im sort of drunk but I’m going to blog my feelings...
hana kimi au l ma o
LISTEN HERE, BRODUDE
i could fucking cry LMAO EMILY WOULD BE PERF FOR THAT BUT ALSO COFFEE PRINCE AU
HOW RIGHTEOUS IS MORTAL WILL. relentless creatures. clinging. fast, onto their existence upon a natural instinct to SURVIVE. yet all the same; how time and time again, he has seen it before. -------------- THEY ARE WEAK. their temptations, taking them with easy. their body, easily able to be torn. their mind, corruptible. and their soul, so easy to break. ALL IT NEEDS, IS ONE DARK TOUCH OF WHICH IS CORRUPTED.
but ah.... he resists such a bit of delectable amusement, there by his own will. for here, he rests a crimson gaze upon a mortal, yes. however, he sees POTENTIAL. not of which she could waver, in her own willingness of way. BUT HIS. this foul thing. creature of which is evil. he, is haunting. lingering. like that, of an eerie presence, hanging over a mortal’s shoulder; burrowing down their gaze. he’s here... HE’S HERE. ❝ my dear... i see you have a few burden on your shoulders. ❞ the voice, came from behind her. deep... dark. @sacrivice ❤‘ed
@sacrivice || sc.
MEMORIES LEFT UNHEALED WERE all ripping at the seams as the daemon happened to stumble upon a very unique individual, stirring the confrontational beast within. ❛ don’t you think i remember who you are? what you did to me? ❜ whether leaving him in the forest to die was part of her plan or not, leroi had suffered some intense recovery as a result. ❛ what the hell are you? ❜
kisses his cheek <3 -sacrivice B/C HELLO
ＳＯＬＨＥＩＭ' ＳＵＬＡＴＡＮＡ ( ᵃᵍᶰᶤ ) | @sacrivice
EMBRACING PEACE AND SILENCE, love lives well with those other birds : in a palace of gold, where the reign of serenity drapes all in the glory of its beauty, lovers are crowned. And though philosophy should have been the only matter a king should have devoted his attention to, there's a figure, a ghost walking silently with eyes ô so pretty and lips even more convincing. She needs not to speak to order, for this heart of hers is enough to make anyone bow - and so, the scroll that was laying upon the laps of a savior is quickly forgotten.LIKE THE MORNING DEW KISSING A ROSE'S PETALS, she presses a kiss upon sun-bathed skin - an ephemeral joy that the mind remembers forever, as fleeting as this moment was. And thus, no scripture can win over this war she starts in his heart, like other tales of an other world would have told ( Helen, beware, for one day, you shall fall ). There is but one choice : lower your weapon, young David, young Salomon, for she is way more cunning than you could have been ! She knows how to wrap her little finger around your soul and let you allow her vagaries to be yours - nd though you know exactly the game she plays, you will never shut her down.
EYES OF GOLD BID FAREWELL TO ANCIENT TEXTS, as they know gaze upon the world's Empress ; A fondness hardly hidden melting this precious metal into rivers of shimmering love and kindness ( an expression only the past could know of him ). —— Solem aleyxem, Motek. “ FORMAL ARE HIS WORDS, but his actions lack the grace his voice carries ; For like a young boy, illusion of love haunting his spirit, demanding hands grabs the rich frabric of her dress, pulling her gently into his lap. Nevertheless, as lips were to meet in a warm embrace, the sound of destruction tear apart the silent - and the parchment too. EMBARASSMENT COLORS HIS CHEEKS, while a smile helps him conceal the troubles consequences will bring. —— Well, love, I believe my haste will cause great grief to the court' scribe.... “
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he amused her so very much . always with a grim cloud hung over him , brooding and brooding until it rained upon everyone within sight . draping herself on his shoulders , she prodded the chewing tobacco to his lips until she might shove some within the space of his inner cheek and molars , doing so without so much as a word . oh , he’d thank her later . she sucked on some herself , relishing in the pleasant sense of mild vertigo it gave her , still relishing more in the flavor of good hashish through a hookah pipe . it coated her lungs and calmed her . nuzzling into the emperor’s neck , agni smiled wryly , shaking her head . ‘ and which man might that be ? you ? the footman ? the king across the sea ? the dead one buried so deep the worms cannot rot him ? there are so many men with so many lifetimes . unless you are immortal , you cannot possibly know them all , you silly man . ‘
Corvo’s lips pursed as he felt her press the tobacco to him. He took it, willingly, and let it grind well beneath his teeth before he gave a shot into the spittoon. It was relaxing and the Emperor found his shoulders retract down, the tension easing away. He always felt at east around her, unlike others in his court. She was a welcome distraction from the rest of the world. He leaned back to let her curl up against him and he could not help the faint roll of his eyes after she spoke back to him.
“People under my crown. The people who stabbed my own in the back. I have been around long enough to know traitors and thieves and vagabonds.” He stated as he let out a whiff of air from his nostrils. Chin rested against his fist and Corvo gave a soft sigh before he let his arm move up to allow her a surface on which to rest her head.
Immortality. His ultimate goal. The thing that would finally allow him to eternally protect what was Jessamine’s. What was Emily’s. Protect his homeland.
“Someday.”