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BABY !   you   don’t   have   to   tell   me   twice .

#oculvus #﹕｡‘ﾟ･｡ ․* : ･ﾟ✧. // SEND THE LETTERS HOME. ( asks. ) #﹕｡‘ﾟ･｡ ․* : ･ﾟ✧. // PRECIOUS LIL THINGS. ( keep. ) #sexi moma

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                                 ╰ ･ﾟ✧ * — &  Peut-être qu'il flanche  :  todrain.

« Because I told you –it will end up with you being massacred. I’ve seen it. » she-beast snarled and his voice sang along like picked chords of a soft instrument –trying to bestow reason somehow, to try to make the scorned one regain some common sense that seemed to be lost along the way. « Is it really worth it? Risking your life for something this dangerous? »

          I :   crowd   of   cries  ,  mass   of   people  .  echos   of   remembering   stills   cold   glances   cross ’   hearts   wire.  It’s   a   overcoming   of   burden  ,    deepening   of  pride   and   a  connotation   from   good  will  she   doesn’t   own   or   find   beneath    layers   of   peeling   forgiveness.  she’d   act   so   clueless .   And  endless   array  of   sun   for   those   deprived   of   light   in   lives   of   grey   summers.  To   sing   something   so   pure   and   everlasting   without   regret   ————  there   are   tears   that   fall   in   darkness’   array   of   roses   fallen   onto   silken   sheets   of   the   rich.  Bare   it   with   will   they   say   ,   shall   it   bring   what   you   wish   for   instead   of   what   you   need.   ❛ little   dove ,   ya’   don’t   get   it   do   ya  ?    ❜  sweeter   than   sweet    ,   bitter   resemblance   of   honey   summoned   from   sapphire   brew.   ❛   i   have   no   fears   for   what   you    see .   Don’t   you   think   i’ve   already   listened   to   many   warnings   in   my   time   ?   it’s   never   stopped   me   then   nor   now .  Risking   my   life  just   adds   to   the   fun   of   it   all .   ❜

#todrain #﹕｡‘ﾟ･｡ ․* : ･ﾟ✧. // LITTLE PLAYERS LITTLE WORDS. ( rep. ) #RED ON HER LIPS LIKE THE THINKS / V1. #UM I'VE TAKEN ALL BUT 50000 YEARS TO REPLY PLS FORGIVE ME ;;

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#﹕｡‘ﾟ･｡ ․* : ･ﾟ✧. // BABY SINGS THE TRUTH. ( ooc. ) #ello i is here and alive #imma get to things now #tho i still have essays to write #but what can u do ey #( DL )

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                         ╰ ･ﾟ✧ * — &   L'un qui sait du vrai art  : cagedesign.

❛     it’s not kind to stare.     ❜     head on an axis,     he turns to look over at the woman who stood alone.     she was a regular at his work,     a lover of art     —————     yet it did not feel like a coincidence that their paths have intertwined out in the public.

                                                             ❛   pity .   ❜                    IV :  chains   come   so   easily   to   break  ,   prides   ribs   digging  ,                  chest   heaving  . It’s  the   burn   in   lugs   without   air .   seeping   for                                           retaliation   in   what   it   can’t   have. 

                                   (   beauty   stained  pon ’   devastation’s  greatest   canvas ;  corpses   silenced  with   the   silky   ding  of   victory.    )   roar   of   hurricanes   ,   melody   composed   to   the   sweetest   tone .   treading   carefully   way ‘    from illustrations  of   the   dark.   abyss  ’   driving   insanity   to   depths   of   the   most   shallow   of   waters  :   morn’s light   ,   new   rhythm’s   mockery   speaks   deceit   in   honestly  //   v  :  next   it’s   a   laugh      &     a   step   closer .  for   she   reeks   danger   !   watch   out   baby   !   ❛    ————   maybe   i   just   can’t   help   m’self  .   maybe   im ’   just   intrigued   by   you  .  so   can   it   be   so   unkind to look ?  ya ‘   should   be   thankful   that   i   look   and   don’t   touch  .  isn’t   that   the   rule   of   the   art   pieces  here ?    ❜

#cagedesign #﹕｡‘ﾟ･｡ ․* : ･ﾟ✧. // LITTLE PLAYERS LITTLE WORDS. ( rep. ) #RED ON HER LIPS LIKE THE THINKS / V1. #THANK YOU FOR THIS MY LOVE <3 #i'm sorry this reply is so ew ??

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                                  ╰ ･ﾟ✧ * — &  Peut-être qu'il flanche  : todrain.

« This is a conversation that shouldn’t be heard. » Thus the shadow child let them become lithe like tendrils from lovecraftian imagery as they moved to close well the door, nothing but the steps of the gracious lady echoing within the walls one at a time. Shoulders would drop slightly as he sighed, figure flopped on the chair behind him, legs stretching slightly on the desk underneath –and one hand gesturing gently the female to take a seat right in front of him. « Despite being bound to my job, people might still get the wrong idea if hearing our lil discourse about… our art. »

                                moonlight’s    futile   endeavors  , seeping    dreaming    &    hollowing           wreckage     deepening    adroitness   brew   to   give   for    another   lift   and  fall.                                                                 it’s   PRAYING    ! 

     CAN ONE SEEK SUCH A SIN THROUGH THE FIRE ?

         come   on   little   sculptured   figure   !   do   you   seek   acceptance   with   chipped   wings ?   (   O,   dual   definition   sings   songs  of   bloodied   tears   brewed   from   the   fountain   ;   deadly   will   twisting   round ’   blistered   neck .   )   she   ignores    , disdain   everlasting   for  those   she   wishes   to    seek   so   much   from   yet   does   not    wish    to   entertain.     ❛   indeed   i    must   believe   so.     shame    to   think    we   can’t   shout   to   the   heavens    ��━━━━    ‘d   be   quite   entertaining   i’d  have  to  admit     ❜   vultures   bite   at   her   skin   yet   it’s   a   devils   smirk   that   tugs   corners   of   lips.  back   leaning   against   wall   ,  arms   cross ’   chest.   ❛  yet   i   rather   we   not   beat   round’   the   bush.   Though   i   have   many   years   it’s   not  time   i’d   like   to   waste.   We’re   both   mature   enough   to   know    between   the   two   of   us  ,  we  don’t  need   to   hide   it.     ❜

#todrain #﹕｡‘ﾟ･｡ ․* : ･ﾟ✧. // LITTLE PLAYERS LITTLE WORDS. ( rep. ) #RED ON HER LIPS LIKE THE THINKS / V1. #tysm for is bby ! ;; #and yass honestly i've been wanting to have a thread abt this !!!!!!

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i see you but you don't see me.

                           SEND MY CHARACTER WEIRD ANONS.

     ❛  simply,  you  can  believe  what  you’d  like  my  dear …  ❜  sweetness  dripped   in  charcoal   breaks. validity  twisted  into  devils  horror  and  oh  so  holy  sin  !  speak  !   WILL  YOU  SPEAK  !  it’s  gods  prayers  you  seek .  With  eyes  the  see  so  much  but  do  not  show .  Lips  that  keep  so  much  in  but  slither  into  the  deepest  of  holes .   PARASITE !  black  hearts  dammed  with  silver  lining !   // chorus of screams !    RIP     IT      FREE  !  ❛ ━━━━━ but  what’s  saying  i  don’t  see  you  see  me ?? ❜

#﹕｡‘ﾟ･｡ ․* : ･ﾟ✧. // SEND THE LETTERS HOME. ( asks. ) #﹕｡‘ﾟ･｡ ․* : ･ﾟ✧. // THOSE THAT HIDE FROM DESIRES. ( anons. ) #iSN't this a line from a fiLm

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memesgaloor:

Creepy anons, generally weird ones, you name it! 

Send my character weird anons.

#﹕｡‘ﾟ･｡ ․* : ･ﾟ✧. // SECRETS ? LET'S SPILL. ( meme. ) #honestly entertain me while i try and start this portfolio pls

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cagedesign:

         independent. selective. original character. ahn geun-woo.

#﹕｡‘ﾟ･｡ ․* : ･ﾟ✧. // SENDING SIGNALS ! FLY ! FLY ! ( promo. ) #letmme reblog this when nobody is online but y'know #a++++++ go and lov okay pls.

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                           ╰ ･ﾟ✧ * — &   Un homme d'un grand nombre  :  veracitic.

      “ good.   so  just  a  heads  up;  I’M  PETTY  all  the  time. ”   a  scoff.  his  face  was  unsmiling  despite  her  expression.  sam  was  unimpressed,  his  arms  crossed  soon  after  she  uttered  her  observation.   “  i  gave  you  one  job.  one.   job.  how  am  i  supposed  to  trust  you ? ”

         ❛   ———— and  i’ll  just  add  that  one  to  my  list  then  shall   i   ??  ❜ reclines  in  her  seat ,  eyes  unaware  . It’s  not  of  her  bother  she  concludes .  indelicate  for  such  innocent  and  delicate  eyes  to  muster .  what  a  lie  !  It’s  more  subtle  now,   a  smirk  and  arms  crossed  together  instead.  ❛   where  is  your  patience  ??  i  would  have  been  able  to  do  it  if  you  didn’t  remove  me  so  fast  that  i  didn’t  get  chance .  ya’  ruined  all  the  fun  you  know.   ———  huh.  how  am  i  supposed  to  trust  you  ??  whats  saying  you  didn’t  do  it  on  purpose ??  ❜

#veracitic #﹕｡‘ﾟ･｡ ․* : ･ﾟ✧. // LITTLE PLAYERS LITTLE WORDS. ( rep. ) #RED ON HER LIPS LIKE THE THINKS / V1. #shut up des why are you talking shit pls i'm tired #why is my ass still keepin it so vague idk man imma di #maybe she was put someplace to get info #god i don't knwo #all i know that it's really warm rn and i'm really tired so i'm sorry bby ;;

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            ╰ ･ﾟ✧ * — &. Une fleur. L'un qui maintient fermement la lumière :  oculvus.

“C'est vrai…? ”

Roseate lips were those who torn themselves open by a crack, a journey was awaiting somewhere in the future holding OPEN doors for new tremelous wafts of the leaves of a new beginning. Snow carefully everywhere descending; and soon BUTTERFLIES will find their way back to the tenderly green meadows. Splendid { AROMA } will fill the air, of little flowers so pure like children, and many unspoken stories hidden in the roots of the trees, somewhere down the ground, where dewdrops were unseen.  She was smiling in the stillness, a sigh escaping cheeks. 

‘’Nantes has always been a desired destination. You should show me your roots for I have already seen your crown, DIVINE leaves of royal history. I am blessed. Let us just wait until the spring reveals itself in its utter beauty. Then we shall go.’’

            ❛  Bien  sûr ,  ce  serait  une  façon  de  montrer  combien  je  suis                                reconnaissant  de  vous  mon  cher.  ❜

        like  doves  curled  into  centers .  Waiting  to  swarm  like  angels  cross ’  warming  skies. It’ll  be  the  smell  of  flowers  becoming  her  new  favorite  fragrance.  tender  swell  of  a  chest  that  breathes  in  crisp  air .  Fresh  brews  from  dawn  to  day  that  dances  with  energy  corss’  masses  of  those  bathing  in  warmth  after  the  cold  of  winter  scared  the  sun  away . —————  it  comes  with  the  delicate  smile that  lifts her  lips.  the  dulcimer  sweet  voice  that’s  elegantly  practiced  but  is  only  offered  to  the  latter.  It’s  the  chanting  of  melodic  cries !  a  sign  of  goodness  to  come  from  the  bitterness  of  the  past .  She  doesn’t  loath  spring :  though  it  comes  with  beauty  that  lives  a  fulfilled  life  and  is  able to  fall  and  pass  a  soft  death. 

         ❛ A  place  that  will  always  tend  to  my  heart  on  the  darkest  of  moments   . A  house  is  always  a  home.   i’d  be  honored  to  show  you  where  my  story  began .  Where  i  was  only  so  tiny  there .  so  frail  and  so  small .  It  has  true  beauty  and  meaning  i’d  like  to  offer  when  flowers  bloom  and  the  skies  are  clear .  tell  me,  how  do  you  hold  so  much  interest  towards  a  simple  place  like  Nantes ??   ❜

#oculvus #﹕｡‘ﾟ･｡ ․* : ･ﾟ✧. // LITTLE PLAYERS LITTLE WORDS. ( rep. ) #RED ON HER LIPS LIKE THE THINKS / V1. #BEFORE U ASK #IT'S of course it would be a way of showing how grateful i am to have you my dear. #the french bit i mean #SHE BRINGS THE SWEETNESS OF A SUMMERS WARMTH. / ara. #u think des would ask for ara to pay for anythin no #like let her do somethin' for the girl yeah #she'd probs buy her a house if she asked i swear #like honeslty #SO THAT'S WHERE THE GRAPE THING CAME FROM #u r just mom #4 ever and always mom

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             ╰ ･ﾟ✧ * — &.  Le diable se cache toujours dans la lumière : @emmorte.

EMANATED  NERVOSE   /   the  gossamer  suffusion  of  macabre  lingers  on  his  skin   &   wan  fingers  worry  through  hair  perhaps  weeks  outgrown.   ❛   ―  and  what  if  you  are  the  EVIL ,  what  then ?   who  is  there to  stare  back ?  is  there  no  one ?  ❜   wintered  words  dissolve  between them  with  death - like  gravity ,  a  morbid  consideration.

             it’s  wilted  flowers  that  rot  and  die  but  sharp  thorns  still  stay  intact  . The  hollow  of  lungs  when  there’s  no  air  left  to  take  in  and  all  that’s  gone  is  the  desolate  prayers  of  the  living  wishing  for  help  from the   dead.  Sadness  engraved  with  a  bitter snare,  biting  down  on  flesh  and  devouring  a  banquet  with  a  smirk  on  cunning  lips . ❛  if  you  are  the  evil  ??  then  you  must  face  it.   —————  no  matter  how  you  wish  against  it .  if  you  are  the  evil  it  will  be  your  eyes  staring  back  at  you .  and  sadly  you  can’t  get  rid  of  what  your  own  eyes  can  see.  ❜

#emmorte #﹕｡‘ﾟ･｡ ․* : ･ﾟ✧. // LITTLE PLAYERS LITTLE WORDS. ( rep. ) #RED ON HER LIPS LIKE THE THINKS / V1. #i hope you don't mind me making this into a thread love ;; #and des is just as bad tbh

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                ╰ ･ﾟ✧ * — &    C'est la raison de la sécheresse, même avec la pluie : cruents.

can   you   tell   the   difference   between   a   man   and   a   picture?   he   is   unmoving,   unbreathing,   unliving,   not   a   crease   upon   marble   carved   skin,   not   a   curse   in   the   depth   of   black   hues    or   the   gentle   shade   of   pink   smeared   across   his   lips,   not   a   hint   to   the   rotten   ichor   used   as   paint   in   the   making   of   this   once - human   picture,   for   moments,   for   seconds   ——-   (when   life   is   an   eternity   ever - present,   isn’t   a   second   just   like   a   year?   it   never   stops   ticking   the   clock   of   the   dead.   its   never   like   a  bird   of   freedom,   this   death).   park   raises   a   single   eyebrow,   fingers   drumming   through   pitch   locks   of   hair   &   thus,   the   sticky,   heavy   silence   surrounding   him   :   ceases.          ❛         a  good  taste.  tacky        ———-  however,  do  enlighten  me.         ❜    

          She’s the opposite. shadow of  fingertips  trailing  across  smooth  skin  to  a  delicate  human  figure  or  the name  at  the  tip  of  your  tongue .  Not  a  crease  to  be  seen  in  fine  woven  pieces ,   rich  and  made  with   the  finest  silk .   A  drawing  of  precision  yet  mended  with  words ,   an  angelic  voice  to  sing  to exquisite   virtues.   ❛  my sweet , it’s very simple.  ❜ drifted  through  clouds ,  stroked  in  details  to  the  softest  engagement.  shadow  neath’  night  highlighting  the  soft  hue  of  her  skin  and  moon’s  glow  reflecting  the  glass  of  wine  wrapped  in  slender  hand .  ❛ what  you  commend  as  tacky  is  what  i  see  as  beauty .  exquisite  flavor  delved  in  the  deepest  of  my  being . you  see ,   it’s  not  so  much  the  initial  taste  that  rings  on  your  tongue  but  the  taste  that  lingers  after.  reminding  you  of  the  delicacy  you’ve  tasted.   ❜

#cruents #﹕｡‘ﾟ･｡ ․* : ･ﾟ✧. // LITTLE PLAYERS LITTLE WORDS. ( rep. ) #RED ON HER LIPS LIKE THE THINKS / V1. #i swear she's talkin bout the wine

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╰ ･ﾟ✧ * — &.  Il est la douleur dans les veines ensanglanté : ceriseflame.

        fangs retract from delicate flesh and his grip upon the woman’s hips loosens , motionless body hitting the ground without care as blood is still fresh on his lips .  ❝ I’D ASK IF YOU WANT TO JOIN , but you’re a little too late . ❞ damon turns on his heel , guides his thumb across the corner of his mouth , and a smirk tugs at the edges of his lips .  ❝ you enjoy the show ? ❞ 

        licks  velour  soft  lips ,  head  tilted  down ,  low  gaze  seeping  in  thick  air .   ❛  L'enfer  me  semble  trop  près  mais  maintenant...  ❜   silken  words  drip, pleasure  of  coal  black  tresses  swept  back  behind  sculptured  shoulders .   stirs  from  the  heavens ,  head  thrown  back  as  she  inhales . flash  of  porcelain  white  teeth. a  few  steps  closer .   click  of  fine  made  heel  echos  cross’  floor  and  she  relishes  in  the  sound.  ❛ that’s too bad. ❜ it’s not at all sweet. Perfect  parting  of  lips  to  a  pout  as  a  twine  of  hair  twists  around  a  slender  finger .  lure  teasing ,  fangs  flashing  by  now .    ❛  what  an  art  you’ve  displayed  right  in-front  of  my  eyes  to  devour. ———— i’d complain  about  how  you  didn’t  even  save  me  a  measly  drop ,  but  i’d  care  to  believe  just  the  sight  has  given  me  my  fill.  ❜

#ceriseflame #RED ON HER LIPS LIKE THE THINKS / V1. #des pls shut up #no but honeslty thysm for this bby ;; this is pef #lololol halla my ass dont know either but y'know #blood tw #ASLSO #IF U DON'T KNOW FRENCH #like my shitty ass #IF U DON'T KNOW FRench like my shitty ass #that french bit in the reply is just Hell seems too close but now #... #﹕｡‘ﾟ･｡ ․* : ･ﾟ✧. // LITTLE PLAYERS LITTLE WORDS. ( rep. )

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how to becky : crying, screaming and laugh, all 3 at the same time, WOW TEACH ME UR WAYS

     who  is  popi  ?  is  it  a  tree  ??  a  drink  ??  someone  explain  to  me  pls.  my ass does a-level drama u hav to multi-task while wanting to die in da lesson honestly.  oculvus replied to your photo:  aye  my  lil  cherries !  this  is…u said im a grape not a cherry / also wen doe ?? and if i did ( tho i don’t bloody recall. ) it’s not grape . i meant *great. ;) U SEE WHAT I DID THERE. 

#oculvus #﹕｡‘ﾟ･｡ ․* : ･ﾟ✧. // BABY SINGS THE TRUTH. ( ooc. ) #i love this song #bite my ass woman #* becky voice * what is popi #DO U REMEMBER THAT AUDIO I SENT U OF ME SINGING AND I FORGOT THE LYRICS ?? #i just remembered it #i'm triggered #gtgb4mombeatsmyass

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‘ a connotation of infinity sharpens the temporal splendor of this night. ’

‘’when souls which have forgot frivolity in lowliness,noting the fatal flight.”

Scarlet red lips parting, beloved words spreading, poetry was a gasp of fresh air, that would collect anything cracked. AMOROUS of the endless beauty of the art of writing. ‘’You are approaching like a sunset to welcome the NOCTURNAL leaves.’’ A sanguine slice of the tongue, rare amiability.‘’Would you like to know that I have a precious gift for my rose, enchanting and captivating. Persian silk, that would please your likings. A royal present for a royal persona, mademoiselle.’’

Fidelity was the perfect noun for such a relationship. The ship of hidden spells and the water with its dark coldness. They never clashed ( that would happen beyond all possibilities, these, however, shouldn’t be mentioned ). ‘’Those flowers, that blossom when you step on the ground, wither beneath my steps. And for this I have nor will I give any apologies. ‘’

Fingers holding a rosewood box.Within lays a delicate material.Engraved inscription.Desdemona Melaina

‘’I am not saying it was easy to find.’’ 

#﹕｡‘ﾟ･｡ ․* : ･ﾟ✧. // PRECIOUS LIL THINGS. ( keep. ) #i'm cryin #like i have actual tears in my eyes #pOPI MY BABY #this is so beautiful #i'm so touched?? #like actually?? #i feel #i'm so emotional right now #i am at a loss for words #like im so #god bless u #i'm abt to cri #UGH #I CAN'T EVEN

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                          ╰ ･ﾟ✧ * — &.  Celui qui n'écoute pas.: @blckvcnom.

           they  have  warned  him  a  COUPLE  of  times  ,   that’s   for   certain.       but   would   he    EVER  listen   after   the   first   two   ??     of  course  not.     terrible   beastie  is   not   so   easily  swayed   by   concern.       ‘   i   mean   …   if   ya   want   to   get  TECHNICAL  … ten   times.     ‘

           ❛   there  are  so  many  times  where  i  wonder  why  i  put up  with  ya’ y’know.  ❜  amusingly  desolate ,  laughter split  like  pours  dripping lucre,  spoiled  carnage .  ruined  days.  ❛  yet  i’m  still  here ,  even  when  ya’  don’t  listen .  One  day  you’re  gonna  wind  up  with  an  arm  missin’  and  you’ll  say  how  sorry  ya  are  that  you  didn’t  listen  to  what  little  ol’  des’  had  to  say.     ❜

#blckvcnom #﹕｡‘ﾟ･｡ ․* : ･ﾟ✧. // LITTLE PLAYERS LITTLE WORDS. ( rep. ) #RED ON HER LIPS LIKE THE THINKS / V1. #hope you don't mind me makin' this into a thread bby ;;

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                          ╰ ･ﾟ✧ * — &   Un nouveau départ pour : @hekateheir.

               it’s  a  strand  of  black  brushed  from  her  face ,  angelic  dotes  of  the  most  lushes  blooms  uttered  in  destiny’s  brew.  Heavens  sent  angel  gone ,  disguised  as  the  devil.    ❛ come  on  sweetness  !  With  a  face  like  that  you’ve  gotta  have  em’  falling  at  ya’  feet .  Flash  em’  a  smile  and  they’re  all  yours.  ❜

#hekateheir #RED ON HER LIPS LIKE THE THINKS / V1. #i hate des too #like des pls stop #she probs dont wanna listen to ur dumb shit pls #i hope this is good for you bub ;; #if it's not please let me know and we can do somethin' else <3