starter call !
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I am thy writing palette, oh Thoth, and I have brought unto thee, thine ink jar. Please relieve me of this horrible plague.
Frater Threskiornis (via scrollofthoth)
Benedikt’s sight lifted by the quarter - inch , irises rent by a wide newspaper that wrinkled into his lap . He watched her impish écru visage with paternal apathy – what shiny little trinket caught the CROW’S EYE ? ❝ Are you smiling at my crate of dates ? I am wise enough to know you couldn’t be smiling at me . ❞ A nasal sigh .
* & @ensavaged
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Hans Makart, The Death of Cleopatra (detail) 1875
sounds fake but ok wyrm dicc
how about you fight me with your hands like a real woman
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* & finesuicide
’ I’VE ALWAYS LOATHED the necessity of sleep. like death, it puts even the most powerful of men on their backs. ‘
startercall . // @scythiun
❝ Mm ? Man may have NEVER known peace , but at least he comes close in his sleep. ❞
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* & peacemaiden
apollo’s rays weigh dark locks against the crest of her shoulders, a heat that even makes the back of her neck frizz. it’s downright one of the best feelings, and she wouldn’t mind taking in its full embrace. “could you braid my hair… please?” // @scythiun.
The crown of her head receives the due caress of roughened bronze fingers , and an attempt to hew her tresses into adequately sized sections . While his hands are astride Diana’s head , Benedikt’s elbow plants steadfast on the table next to them . ❝ Hmm , of course . Why the need to , are you sparring today — running ? ❞
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* & chthoniia
@scythiun·
“ STRANGE RUNNING INTO YOU above the ground. i almost miss the peace of hell, compared to the chaos here. you’re doing well though? “
❝ Our worlds are REVERSED , Persephone . I find a semblance of peace here . I toil , as I always do . My searching cannot cease … Hades is not with you ? ❞
* & vesvolk
SHE GRINS , wolfish ——– unconvinced. eyes sharpen , head tilts ( a lack of courage ). it’s as though she’s expected to wield her savagery whensoever , without purpose. no. not quite as simple as all that. the only difference between her and the moniker she wears , an end game. he is not part of it. elbows dig into the table as her weight shifts , leaning forward. “ spare you from me ? not buying it. something tells me you enjoy this far more than i do , ” she speaks lowly , carefully. “ and , just so we’re clear , i don’t give a shit what you prefer. ”
❝ You enjoy it all the same , picking your teeth with my bones . ❞ His mouth wept with exasperation , his body advancing into the table as hers did before him . Evelyn’s exegesis came with winding malice , each word its own RIDDLE and REBUKE . ❝ … If you don’t care to resolve this nonsense , as one less insane might , I suggest you shut up and eat your foie gras . ❞
motherfuckers i am sO close to running away from mythos and biblical rp tumblr to gamer rp tumblr like drag me
❝ Aphrodite , I must thank you . What beauty you’ve allowed me to see in my years may have kept me from going mad . ❞
* & @kythereiia / sc.
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❛ LOVE looks not with the eyes , but with the mind- -& therefore is ( WINGED CUPID ) painted blind . / ind. eros of the grecian mythos. understood by aaron.
❝ I have never been one for pretence — so I’ll ask you plainly … what business do you have with my father ? ❞
* & @mongrl / sc.
Grecian stare , head inclined , he tested : ❝ And what do you think , what separates man from beast ? ❞
* & @greekdeath / sc.