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@umaiar & @requimis ; graced with a greeting .
ATTENTION WAS FIXATED ELSEWHERE , which was a given in all honesty , acheron wasn’t one to be mindful of occurrences unfolding within his immediate vicinity , rather -- the distant callings that , rather inevitably , weren’t calling to him , at all . he found , no matter how he tried , ( a little , or a lot ) , he could never completely affiliate himself with someone , could never really apply himself , could never remain utterly attentive ... the affairs were trivial , anyway ! he often found himself conversing with another , or ( at least ) supposedly listening to another , on the verge of , say , throwing himself against the nearest surface with such an astonishing amount of FORCE , in hopes he might -- break something .
HE WASN’T ENTIRELY SURE what it was ... he just didn’t take any pleasure in speaking , nor in listening , nor living within this confined , limited dimension ; or ( as they call it ) the material plane . it was boring ‘ ... mmnh, ’ he would murmur ever so often between his companion’s monologues , just to make it appear as though he’s invested in the conversation . shut up ! shut up ! shut up !
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(scan) sm coex artium goods | © immortal love
[ out of character . i lowkey want to make a muse with a taemin fc . taemin could make for a great fallen angel oc . like , loosely based on patch from becca fitzpatrick’s hush, hush series ?
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[ out of character . was misdeedings & is now impietis .
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[ out of character . starter call !
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TEMPERLEY LONDON FW2016
@deathbit ; graced with a greeting .
‘ IT’S NOT THAT HARD , you know ? ’ basilius half - chided , a rather scornful expression contorting his sharp features . ‘ being nice , i mean . ’ a low RUMBLE OF THUNDER in your chest , was his voice --- mellow , euphonious . the kind of voice you could feel rather than hear . his hand , rough & large , found home atop the other’s shoulder , the gesture almost consoling , almost empathetic . both a weakness & a charm , a curse & a virtue , was his patience , tolerance & understanding . each motion , each breath was an unspoken way of saying i understand , don’t worry , i’ve got you . ‘ --- is it ? ’ he asks , despite already knowing the CORRECT answer . basilius , genuinely perplexed , asks out of curiosity . what are they thinking ?
@neonnoise ; graced with a greeting .
& THOSE WHO GENUINELY BELIEVED they knew better ( bigots ; closed minded fiends ) often had misogynistic perceptions about any ordinary woman , any dame , any lass . & she , a child --- a daughter of a god & a woman akin to any man --- was easily insulted by anti - feminist retorts & jests & titters ! & this time around , as impatient as ever , little to no tolerance for such INDECENT mannerisms , such disregard , she’s thrown , unable to even FEIGN a smile ; unable to offer COMMON COURTESY . she’s tired / exhausted / fatigued ! on the verge of tears ! honestly , could you blame her for her inevitable insolence ? could you blame her for her intolerance ? she’s vexed , it’s clear to see , & upon boxing her innermost anxieties & stresses , she’s on the brink of COMBUSTION .
‘ CAN I HELP YOU ? ’ she queries , dark optics ( bloodshot & stinging ) cast toward the foreign entity , prying ! scrutinising ! judging ! ‘ --- ... probably not . what could i , a woman , possibly do for you ? ’
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i want to make art but i dont feel anything
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[ out of character . starter call !
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erorisus
`AIN’T THAT SHARP , darling . ’ O FIEND - FOLLY : HERALD TO IGNOMINY , iridescent , black flame drawn of tartarean basin as oil slick and raucous sleaze —– beauty in bedlam! in heart enkindled to damsel - demise / maiden - massacre / COQUETTISH EVISCERATION . from affections dug as beetle - burrowed / cochineal - calamitous from scoured + sundered lapel crowned as incendiary rollickember beheld as still - bright / fury - fraught ; he swells : tumid / terrible / torrid . ` 'sides’ ( to crucify / cut from throat to wanting : harbinger of acrimonious hew , delphic augury pressed as opiate to tongue - in - cheek . he is : an atrocity , an amalgamation whose sum beckons a horror , a heinous ardour . he is : plague - poisoned / loosed as vermin to excavated catacomb . HOLLOWED OPEN / OUT) ` already been done , yeah? HAHA , try again . ………… ’n’ again , ‘n’ again . ’
& SHE WAS ON THE BRINK OF either throwing herself off the ladder she was perched upon , or removing her shoes & thwacking the male across the head with them . what a menace . gnawing upon her inner cheek meat , almost as though she were attempting to tame the WORD VOMIT that threatened to be proffered , she merely hummed at the response , ‘ don’t tempt me . ’ words sounded akin to hymns sung by the angels & voice like honey - dew ; soft & sweet , andella advanced upward without another glance back , without another second thought , ( get it over with , get it over with ) , any longer up there & she may have willingly loosened her grip ... she always liked the idea of falling to her death . it seemed ... nice . for lack of a better word . ‘ quick , boy . -- don’t waste my time . ’
