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friends. i'm moving angel over to my multi :]

it'll take a sec to alter my tags and such, as well as add him onto my doc (and change up that doc as a whole bc. it's weird rn) BUT when i finish that ,,, he'll be up for rp :]

i've liked the majority of my current threads on this account and i'll be replying to them on my multi. hoping to get drafts going again very soon !!

on a more personal note (skip if you don't care but yk)

i've been approved for the apartment i applied for !! and i am moving incredibly soon !! most likely i'll be moving next friday. so now i'm just in the stressful time of prepping to move while also working often + tattooing lmao.

soon things will be normal - ish again, my friends <3

#. 🕸️ HOW OUT OF HAND IT’S GOTTEN ╱ ooc. #this account will still be here i just. won't use it.

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guys . . . what if i told u i was considering putting angel on my multi

#would ya'll still interact #bc im considering #. 🕸️ HOW OUT OF HAND IT’S GOTTEN ╱ ooc.

[spiderslvts]

friends !! hi !!

first and foremost, i apologize for the inactivity here. i've been exceptionally active on my discord and my multimuse account, @veneror !! alastor / vox / lucifer musing has been. off the charts recently for some reason ?? ur guess is as good as mine.

mutuals, if you would like my discord, dm me !! i can most often be found over there.

#. 🕸️ HOW OUT OF HAND IT’S GOTTEN ╱ ooc.

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𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐈𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐘𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐌𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐅 ?

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐎𝐆

whether it’s the way you bare your teeth when backed in a corner, your loyalty, or your tendency to act on instinct, your reoccurring theme is the dog. like mitski said “i get mean when im nervous, like a bad dog” or how halsey said “I WON'T SMILE BUT I'LL SHOW YOU MY TEETH.” even when migos said “dance with my dogs in the night time” the essence of the dog runs through you. you’re tough and a quick draw on the outside, but if we got down to it we’d see you’re acting the only way you’ve ever known how. it doesn’t make you bad, survival is natural, your loyalty and determination is commendable. i don’t blame you for the way you act when your back is against a wall, but please remember to not bite the hand that feeds.

tagged by . @r-adio (THANK U JACK)

tagging . @xluciifer . @hellsbroadcaster . @videoaux . @jizzlords . @deversolium . @gamblins . @zestials . @fizzarollitm . @spyderdust . @origiinis

#. 🕸️ I BELIEVE YOU LIKE A BEATEN DOG ╱ dash games. #i yelled

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@xluciifer ;; There's silence; he moved like the shadows and then, there he was: biting the nape of the neck from behind.

how the fuck did the little shit even reach his neck ????

#. 🕸️ MY FLESH IS LACED WITH SUGAR AND MAGGOTS ╱ asks. #. 🕸️ YOUR FISH HOOK IN MY MOUTH ╱ crack. #. 🕸️ EATEN IN PIECES ; NOT MEANT TO BE KNOWN WHOLE ╱ ic. #. ♡ YOU HATE THE APPLAUSE / YOU CRAVE THE ATTENTION ╱ xluciifer. #i hate these two (lie)

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(     there  is  a  doe  standing  in  the  center  of  the  highway   /    she  looks  up  with  wide  and  curious  eyes  at  the  light  of  the  incoming  car    /    she  imagines  an  angel  approaching  a   moment  before  she  is  struck.     [  but he was not the trusting doe, he was the trembling and terrified fawn, and one wrong and sudden move would send him scampering for the trees. perhaps angel dust was the doe all along  ;  too trusting, too certain.  ]    )

he feels each of alastor’s uncertain, shivering movements underneath the palm of his hand. angel imagined alastor’s body as a painting, a  RELIC  OF  THE  ARTWORK   it once was in sweetened life. now, its canvas is torn apart and pulled together again, carved into by fate’s ragged and cruel teeth. it’s a snapshot ; only a piece of all that angel did not know about alastor. his talons trace over the pathways of scars until they reach the center of his chest, where angel lays a gentle but firm hand over the space of alastor’s  TENDER  HEARTBEAT.

(  this was hell’s first punishment.  )   the reminders of your own expiration. angel could thank whatever  GOD  WOULD  LISTEN   that his death had been mostly internal  ;  how  CRUEL  it would be, walking around the streets with a constant reminder of how he’d died at all.  ( YOU ACTUALLY THINK YOU CAN CHANGE  ?   /   YOU’VE BEEN LIKE THIS FROM THE VERY START.  )   of course alastor hid it behind sharp attire and a sharper grin.  of  course  he  did.  anyone  would.

IT’S  UGLY.    the words cut into him like shards of shattered glass, and they force angel’s eyes to look down and meet alastor’s own. his hand does not pull away, but it does not move either, instead opting to remain hovered over alastor’s skin in an almost  hesitant  fashion.   (  IT’S UGLY.  )      [  alastor lives in a world unlike angel’s own. a world where anything he could do was ugly or hideous or unsightly. a world where anything he could do was not so effervescently beautiful. a world where every piece of him was not beautiful.  ]   but it’s the words  this isn’t going to work  that shake him to his core.

❝    nothin’ about ‘ya is ugly, al.    ❞     AND  HE  MEANS  IT  WITH  EVERY  OUNCE  OF  TRUTH  IN  HIM.

          .　　. ˚　. ╳ ⊹ ―  𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐀 𝐑𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐀𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑, he had sworn to himself a long time ago that he would never let himself feel like prey ever again. As a boy, back when the white folks would sneer at him, and call him and his mother names. The shame was brought onto him knowing he had a white father who never wanted him. Every day he woke up && wondered if he was going to see his mother when he came home from school. Where one wrong word and wrong glance could very well cost him life. Alastor had grown up learning how to live based on survival.

          The people he came into contact with were not nice, they prowled && circled him like vultures. Waiting for him to fail, so they could all charge and pick at the pieces he left behind. He vowed to himself he would never let that happen, no one would ever gain power over him. He would remain two steps ahead, he would keep his distance from everyone. Emotions && feelings only ever lead to one's descent. His mother was the only person he had ever loved, and that was more than enough for him. The only person who knew how to tame the rage he buried deep inside, the parts of himself that wanted to make all the ones who ever spat or tried to hurt them pay. A touch so gentle, so nurturing, those arms were the only place he had ever felt safe. Where he could let it all down and he could lay his head in her lap and listen to her sing softly as she ran her fingers through his hair and he drifted off to sleep. 

               POOR ALASTOR ╱ ONCE A TALL, VALIANT STAG now he cowered against the door in Angel's dressing room like a frightened little fawn. He felt like he was being preyed on in a whole new way, Angel was coming after his heart && for the first time he didn't know how to combat those feelings. The moment Angel had accidentally torn through his clothes, he had felt his back hit the door, his fingers clutching at the ripped fabric and he wished he could finish what Angel started. Use his claws to tear through his chest to rip out his heart and feed it to the buzzards. Toss the wretched thing so far away he never had to feel what he was feeling now. Which was perplexity, an ache that made his stomach feel sick and empty like he hadn't eaten anything in weeks. Much like his battered clothing, he felt like his entire identity was coming apart at the seams. Those stitches in his smile unraveled, leaving him in a state that wasn't his most pleasing. 

                      EVERYTHING, instinct was telling him to tuck his tail and run. Run far away from that delicate touch that brushed against his hands. The soft and concerned gaze in Angel's eyes only seemed to work their magic in drawing him in. He tells himself to run, he SHOULD run, but he doesn't. Instead, he finds himself powerless to do anything. This was a part of him he never wanted Angel to see, what he hid under a nice outfit && a wide smile. The horror of his death is displayed for Angel to see. Jagged and torn flesh, poorly pieced back together. Scars and teeth marks decorated nearly every inch of his skin, and he felt thankful Angel could only see his chest. 

                                      RUN, RUN JUST LEAVE. END IT. 

                       But Alastor didn't want to leave, that look on Angel's face taking him to a place he never thought he'd ever see in himself. Those emotions came washing over him like a wave, drowning him under the intense pressure. Thinking back to every moment they had shared up until now, those long talks on the roof, meeting in secret simply to have a conversation. How much Alastor had grown to deeply love and look forward to them. Oh, it would have been easier to break Angel's heart, it was harder to stay. He had never felt this way before, wanting to pull him into an embrace, to hold him. 

            OH MY DEAR YOU POOR THING, DON'T YOU KNOW LOVE IS THE DEATH OF DUTY?? 

        Alastor doesn't hide the shiver he gets when Angel touches him, tracing over the many scars on his chest. ❛ It's ugly ❜ he says finally, breaking through the silence like smashing through glass. Alastor can't bring himself to face him, his head turning away. ❛ Angel, this isn't going to work. ❜ You'll be the death of me.

#. 🕸️ EATEN IN PIECES ; NOT MEANT TO BE KNOWN WHOLE ╱ ic. #. ♡ THE LAST SHRED OF TRUTH IN THE LOST MYTH OF TRUE LOVE ╱ hellsbroadcaster. #this took a SECOND im so sorry

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𝐭𝐚𝐠 𝐟𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫.

last song . sun bleached flies by ethel cain favorite color . forest green :] sweet / savory / spicy . sweet !! currently watching . helluva boss relationship status . single current obsession . ethel cain , &. iced matcha ( also my alastor portrayal shush )

. * tagged by : @fizzarollitm ( THANK U DARLING )

. * tagging : @unholi , @xluciifer , @deversolium , @damnedrainbows , @trendseter

#. 🕸️ HOW OUT OF HAND IT’S GOTTEN ╱ ooc. #. 🕸️ I BELIEVE YOU LIKE A BEATEN DOG ╱ dash games.

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. . . perhaps give this a like if we follow each other and have yet to interact ? ( if you wish to interact ofc )

#i am always looking for more mutuals + affiliates !! and plots !! #. 🕸️ HOW OUT OF HAND IT’S GOTTEN ╱ ooc.

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I'm feelin soft 🥲

(Please click for better quality!!)

#i am CHEWING ON THEM SO HARD #. 🕸️ ANYTHING COULD BE HOLY UNDER NEON LIGHTS ╱ visage. #. 🕸️ KISS ME WITH MY BLOOD BETWEEN YOUR TEETH �� ships. #. ♡ YOUR BEAUTY NEVER EVER SCARED ME ╱ gamblins.

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𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐈𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐈𝐍 𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐆 ?

melancholy

in longing, YOU ARE MELANCHOLY. you feel deeply and quietly, the feeling of yearning C O N S T A N T, like your own personal raincloud over your head that rains cold and collects in your heart, sometimes filling to overflow. the feeling follows you around and you push it away, but its always just a step behind; when it catches up to you, it turns your expression from a bright smile to a brief look down and your lips pulled into a kind of grimace. you bite your lip to break the look and hope no one notices. but secretly you hope someone did. you know this feeling is a creation of your own mind but you just can't shake it, and in some ways, YOU DON'T EVEN WANT TO. you know in your head what you desire is doubtful, but in your heart you don't want to give it up. the feeling is close to sadness but it's deeper, more meaningful than that. it pulls at your gut in a way that could bring you close to tears with a mere thought of that which you seek. be strong my love, your time will come.

tagged by . @r-adio (i love u sm jack #2)

tagging . @xluciifer , @videoaux , @hellsbroadcaster , @origiinis , @zestials , @spyderdust , @gamblins , @fizzarollitm , @deversolium , @unholi , + anyone else who wishes to steal !!

#. 🕸️ I BELIEVE YOU LIKE A BEATEN DOG ╱ dash games. #im gonna THROW UP???

[spiderslvts]

work has begun kicking my ass recently so i apologize for the wait on drafts !! they will come soon, promise.

#. 🕸️ HOW OUT OF HAND IT’S GOTTEN ╱ ooc.

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you are the flesh that maggots adore / you are the waters that drown the common man in sin. / did you always wish to be a heretic ? or did it just happen ? ( A SMILING GOD IS NEAR / BECOME DEVOURED ! )

𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐑 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒 . . . 𝐀 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐍𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐕𝐎𝐗𝐓𝐄𝐊

↳ ( TRUST US TRUST US TRUST USTRUSTUSTRUSTUS ! )

#. 🕸️ HOW OUT OF HAND IT’S GOTTEN ╱ ooc. #. 🕸️ DO YOU FEEL THE EYES OVER YOUR BODY STILL? ╱ promo. #ily vox my beloved

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some new tags ?? some new tags !! + affiliate tags :]

  .   🕸️  HOW   OUT   OF   HAND   IT’S   GOTTEN       ╱     ooc.

  .   🕸️  MY   FLESH   IS   LACED   WITH   SUGAR   AND   MAGGOTS       ╱     asks.

  .   🕸️  YOU   SAY   YOU   MISS   ME    (  I’M   RIGHT   HERE  )       ╱     starters.

  .   🕸️  WITH   PINK   EYESHADOW   AND   A   SOBBING   PRAYER       ╱     isms.

  .   🕸️  ANYTHING   COULD   BE   HOLY   UNDER   NEON  LIGHTS       ╱     visage.

  .   🕸️  DO   YOU   FEEL   THE   EYES   OVER   YOUR   BODY   STILL?       ╱     promo.

  .   🕸️  TO   SWEETLY   MELT   IN   SIN       ╱     rp memes.

  .   🕸️  I   DRINK   ;   I   BURN   ;   I   SHATTER   MY   OWN   DREAMS       ╱     open starter.

  .   🕸️  YOUR   FISH   HOOK   IN   MY   MOUTH       ╱     crack.

  .   🕸️  EATEN   IN   PIECES   ;   NOT   MEANT   TO   BE    KNOWN   WHOLE       ╱     ic.

  .   🕸️  I   BELIEVE   YOU   LIKE   A    BEATEN   DOG       ╱     dash games.

  .   🕸️  I   WILL   NEVER   BE   FORGIVEN   FOR   WANTING       ╱     affiliates.

  .   🕸️  KISS   ME   WITH   MY   BLOOD   BETWEEN   YOUR   TEETH       ╱     ships.

  .   🕸️  TO   BE   LOOKED   AT    &.   NEVER   SEEN       ╱     art.

  .   🕸️  TOUCHED   DOWN   TO   THE   DELICATE   BONES       ╱     poetry.

  .   🕷  |   IN  NEON  LIGHTS     ╱     canon &. main verse.

  .   🕷  |   THE  CALL  OF  THE  ANGELS     ╱     overlord verse.

  .   🕷  |   FEATHER  BOAS  AND  GLITTER     ╱     70’s verse. (ft. sirserpentine)

  .   🕷  |   OVERSEER  OF  HELL     ╱     zestial’s employee verse (ft. zestials)

  .   🕷  |   GOOD  OLD  FASHIONED  LOVER  BOY     ╱     human verse.

  .   🕷  |   LACED  WITH  BELLADONNA     ╱     lost twins verse (ft. spyderdust)

  .   ♡  DO  YOU  LIKE  THE  SHOW ?  ARE  YOU  TIRED  OF  IT ?     ╱     videoaux.

  .   ♡  THE  LAST  SHRED  OF  TRUTH  IN  THE  LOST  MYTH  OF  TRUE  LOVE     ╱     hellsbroadcaster.

  .   ♡  I  COULD  NEVER  DEFINE  ALL  THAT  YOU  ARE  TO  ME     ╱     r-adio.

  .   ♡  BUT  I’D  NEVER  SAY  I  LOVE  YOU  JUST  TO  HEAR  YOU  SAY  IT  BACK     ╱     sirserpentine.

  .   ♡  I’M  PUT  TO  AWE  SOMETHING  SO  FLAWED  AND  FREE     ╱     dark-ambition.

  .   ♡  YOUR  BEAUTY  NEVER  EVER  SCARED  ME     ╱     gamblins.

  .   ♡  THE  FEAR  OF  THE  UNKNOWN  /  THE  FACE  IN  MONOCHROME     ╱     zestials.

  .   ♡  YOU  HATE  THE  APPLAUSE  /  YOU  CRAVE  THE  ATTENTION     ╱     xluciifer.

  .   ♡  BUT  YOU’RE  HOLDING  ME  LIKE  WATER  IN  YOUR  HANDS     ╱     oriiginis.

#. 🕸️ HOW OUT OF HAND IT’S GOTTEN ╱ ooc. #. 🕸️ MY FLESH IS LACED WITH SUGAR AND MAGGOTS ╱ asks. #. 🕸️ YOU SAY YOU MISS ME ( I’M RIGHT HERE ) ╱ starters. #. 🕸️ WITH PINK EYESHADOW AND A SOBBING PRAYER ╱ isms. #. 🕸️ ANYTHING COULD BE HOLY UNDER NEON LIGHTS ╱ visage. #. 🕸️ DO YOU FEEL THE EYES OVER YOUR BODY STILL? ╱ promo. #. 🕸️ TO SWEETLY MELT IN SIN ╱ rp memes. #. 🕸️ I DRINK ; I BURN ; I SHATTER MY OWN DREAMS ╱ open starter. #. 🕸️ YOUR FISH HOOK IN MY MOUTH ╱ crack. #. 🕸️ EATEN IN PIECES ; NOT MEANT TO BE KNOWN WHOLE ╱ ic. #. 🕸️ I BELIEVE YOU LIKE A BEATEN DOG ╱ dash games. #. 🕸️ I WILL NEVER BE FORGIVEN FOR WANTING ╱ affiliates. #. 🕸️ KISS ME WITH MY BLOOD BETWEEN YOUR TEETH ╱ ships. #. 🕸️ TO BE LOOKED AT &. NEVER SEEN ╱ art. #. 🕸️ TOUCHED DOWN TO THE DELICATE BONES ╱ poetry. #. 🕷 | IN NEON LIGHTS ╱ canon &. main verse. #. 🕷 | THE CALL OF THE ANGELS ╱ overlord verse. #. 🕷 | FEATHER BOAS AND GLITTER ╱ 70’s verse. (ft. sirserpentine) #. 🕷 | OVERSEER OF HELL ╱ zestial’s employee verse (ft. zestials) #. 🕷 | GOOD OLD FASHIONED LOVER BOY ╱ human verse. #. 🕷 | LACED WITH BELLADONNA ╱ lost twins verse (ft. spyderdust) #. ♡ DO YOU LIKE THE SHOW ? ARE YOU TIRED OF IT ? ╱ videoaux. #. ♡ THE LAST SHRED OF TRUTH IN THE LOST MYTH OF TRUE LOVE ╱ hellsbroadcaster. #. ♡ I COULD NEVER DEFINE ALL THAT YOU ARE TO ME ╱ r-adio. #. ♡ BUT I’D NEVER SAY I LOVE YOU JUST TO HEAR YOU SAY IT BACK ╱ sirserpentine. #. ♡ I’M PUT TO AWE SOMETHING SO FLAWED AND FREE ╱ dark-ambition. #. ♡ YOUR BEAUTY NEVER EVER SCARED ME ╱ gamblins. #. ♡ THE FEAR OF THE UNKNOWN / THE FACE IN MONOCHROME ╱ zestials. #. ♡ YOU HATE THE APPLAUSE / YOU CRAVE THE ATTENTION ╱ xluciifer. #. ♡ BUT YOU’RE HOLDING ME LIKE WATER IN YOUR HANDS ╱ oriiginis.

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my roommate saves edits of hazbin characters for me and she went "this guy's not from hazbin but i think you'd like him ?? he seems like someone you'd think is hot" and she showed me an edit of fucking ozzie ???

#. 🕸️ HOW OUT OF HAND IT’S GOTTEN ╱ ooc. #she's got my type DOWN TO A T

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@gamblins

"Husk would be jealous of Angel's work-" Nah bro this is the vibe

#it's them #. 🕸️ WITH PINK EYESHADOW AND A SOBBING PRAYER ╱ isms. #. ♡ YOUR BEAUTY NEVER EVER SCARED ME ╱ gamblins.

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@trendseter ⸺ bites him on the arm. that's showbiz baby!

and  she  is  the  personification  of  all  that  haunts  him    /    how  wicked,  how  diabolic.      velvette could sink her teeth into the open space of his naked flesh and he would imagine himself as a lamb to slaughter. she raises the blade and she is ridiculing him all the while, her teeth burying inside of him, LAUGHING. 

 (  for what is showbusiness if not a act of sacrifice?  )     she would do as  ALL  HIS  CLIENTS  DID   ;   tear pieces of him off, slowly,  slowly,  ripping him apart for consumption.   until he was little else but a shadow of a sweet memory, handprints covering what once was his own body.

she bites him, and it is a mockery.   like she knows she is able to tear pieces of once delicate flesh.  like she knows he is nothing but hers for the bitter taking  /  the vees will keep the rope around your throat until hell is long gone, until the angels take you.  

#. 🕸️ MY FLESH IS LACED WITH SUGAR AND MAGGOTS ╱ asks. #ENDING MY L I F E #. 🕸️ TOUCHED DOWN TO THE DELICATE BONES ╱ poetry.

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@damnedrainbows ⸺ alastor bites angel

to   BITE   feels  too  delicate  of  a  term.     ⸺      such teeth were capable of SO MUCH WORSE, had alastor lost his composure enough to tear into the sweet meat of angel’s willing corpse.   if he was not there to be ripped apart with illicit teeth and godless claws   /   why were his ribs a perfect width apart for alastor’s fingers to sink into, had he chosen to do so  ?     one innocent taste of the crimson that beaded against the snow - white of his fur could send a less composed demon into a fit of ravenous fire.  (  had he not done this before, alastor would’ve tasted the sweet ichor of angel’s flesh, and angel would lie there, watching himself be torn to pieces.    &.   they would find his body laying lonely in the hotel lobby, and they’d know what happened.   )

he is bitten gently, barely enough to break through his skin, only shedding a few drops of his blood onto alastor’s awaiting tongue. he is reminded of  BLOODLETTING  practices centuries ago. the belief that wickedness lies in the bloodstream, and that letting it flow would cleanse the soul with the same forgiveness that a god’s hand might be able to provide.  alastor laps up the blood that he spills   /   angel wonders if he’s pulling the wickedness from his body, if he’s drinking it down, if he’s cleansing angel with each drop he sheds.

BUT  UNTIL  HE  KNOWS,   angel is alone again. he is used for what he is needed for and nothing else.   (  he has to remind himself the two of them are not friends.  he is there to be used.  he is there to be torn at and bitten.  )

#two alastor prompts. one's romantic and one's desperate and wretched. im weak. #. 🕸️ MY FLESH IS LACED WITH SUGAR AND MAGGOTS ╱ asks. #. 🕸️ TOUCHED DOWN TO THE DELICATE BONES ╱ poetry.