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oceanlipgloss · 5 months

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FATHER✝

LUCIFER.

+ warnings: erotic themes, religious defamation.

+ my mc is the heroine, so the pronouns are feminine.

He knew his Father was watching.

He has always watched, and he forever will. When things are like that, why not make this a sight worth remembering?

Once he fell, everything shattered like so many cracks, fractures, and broken bones, too—boundaries, punishments and virtue.

The first time an angel fell in love, hell broke loose in paradise. The last time an angel fell in love, immortality melted into a human life.

Now, though? No one in the Father's heaven or in the prince's underworld would dare violate him for falling in love, for staying in love, for making love.

And damn, was he grateful for that.

Because she was lovely under him, her body stark white between his black sheets, his pale fingers parting her sweet lips. Red nail polish looked less like blood and more like the glistening roses that had pooled in dainty ponds under her skin.

Had his Father seen how his teeth had perfectly put each petal in place—on her neck, her shoulders, her waist? Had he witnessed as he dyed her hair crimson with his gaze?

Whenever he admired her with her curls sprawled on his pillow like ribbons of orange flame—his pride burned blindingly bright. It gleamed with a warmth that burst through his chest and swallowed candlelight.

After all, she was not just a beautiful woman in his bed.

“Light of my life, fire of my loins. My sin, my soul,” a reverent voice recited in his head.

She was a sacred fire that could tame saints and was the very pride in his veins. She was that timeless love and his endless life. She was his greatest sin.

Why else would he often find himself lost in her, the back of his hand cool against her rosy face as he forgot reason and time?

For even under the damning eyes of his Father, even when he knew that he couldn't afford the slightest lapse before the condemning persecutor, he was the drowning one.

He was the proud one.

He was the lucky one.

His beloved was his through and through, after all; his Father had deemed him profane traitor, yet the purest of souls had fallen for him, the almighty devil.

Stars that once lit the horizon seemed to glow in his mere capillaries at the thought. That was pride. That was her.

There was so much love for him in her eyes. Was that how nuns looked at the dead man on the cross while they prayed?

Except...she worshipped him. And his Father watched her as she did. The Lord is a charlatan.

He felt her tongue on the cupid's bow of his smirking lips. Those stars within him were none other than his darkest sin—no other than enamoured pride, setting his body alight.

For millennia, ink had been blackening water, but his wings in that moment were a moonlit night that slowly spread above her. Her fingertips touched the gold that wove between the ridges of his horns. Warm ghosts.

He parted his beauty's legs. It was bad manners to keep a lady waiting.

And...he knew his Father was watching.

He has always watched, and he forever will. When things were going to be like that, he made damn sure it was a night none of them would ever forget.

+note: “light of my life, fire of my loins. My sin, my soul” is an excerpt from Vladimir Nabokov's ‘Lolita.’

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+ AO3 POST

©𝙤𝙘𝙚𝙖𝙣𝙡𝙞𝙥𝙜𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙨

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violetvapours · 3 months

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My top 5 songs on my On-Repeat playlist

@autumns-veil thank you for tagging me I love these 💜

^ I'm still half deaf from seeing these guys last night, they surpassed letlive for the most entertaining show I've ever been to!

If you feel like it @nildespirandum @lokiinmediasideblog @superficialdomina @someillplanetreigns @accidentalslayer

#i went to northlane last friday and they were amazing too #it's been a metaltastic week!#music #about v #tag post

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fucking-filth · 12 days

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I was tagged by my gorgeous mutual @silent-cha0s to list my current 5 favorite songs.

Enjoy the wild ride that is my music tastes. You're up @quietandfalling @kitties @every-thing-is-copacetic @xx-k4nd1-1n-cyb3rsp4c3-xx @uwuza

#metalcore #edm #dnb #music blog #Spotify #i be listening to the void(0) song while i'm going 90mph on my bike

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space-writes · 3 months

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spotify / youtube / tracklist under the cut

a playlist for claws, my queer horror wip. this is the audio vibes of what i want this book to feel like, so eat it with both hands. messily.

claws taglist: @belovedviolence @foxboyclit @coven-archives @mjjune @revenantlore @sarandipitywrites @noblebs @k--havok @asterhaze @verba-writing (ask to be +/-)

Filter - Happy Together Jazmin Bean - Yandere Ashnikko - Tantrum Poppy - EAT FKA Rayne - Side Effect Anya Nami - Unsubstantial Mallavora - Disorder Jake Daniels - God Halsey - Lilith (feat. SUGA of BTS) (Diablo IV Anthem) deadmau5 - My Heart Has Teeth (feat. Skylar Grey) Sleep Token - Sugar MEG MYERS - Jealous Sea LYELL - Eraser Nessa Barrett - madhouse No/Me - Pass The Knife Cloudy June - Pretty Pills for Broken Hearts Ashnikko - Worms My Chemical Romance - Mama Hey Violet - Like Lovers Do Mother Mother - Oleander MEG MYERS - Heart Heart Head Emilie Autumn - Opheliac Ashnikko - Cheerleader Kim Petras - There Will Be Blood Baby Bugs - Autotheist Mother Mother - Calm Me Down Rina Sawayama - Frankenstein EURINGER - The Medicine Does Not Control Me Palaye Royale - Debilitate (feat. Pussy Riot) TOOPOOR - Crazy Girls RAYNE - My Strange Addiction Foreign Figures - Dark Room Ashnikko - Moonlight Magic K.Flay - Blood In The Cut Air Traffic Controller - This Is Love James Hype - Drums (Feat. Kim Petras) Kerli - Where the Dark Things Are elegant slims - Not Human ✝✝✝ (Crosses) - Vivien The Neighbourhood - Lurk Nine Inch Nails - Closer Editors - Eat Raw Meat = Blood Drool Queens of the Stone Age - Sick, Sick, Sick Ashnikko - Chokehold Cherry Python Dreadlight - Grenadine Evanescence - Going Under Emilie Autumn - Liar - Manic Depressive Mix By ASP Kriill - Your Eyes, Will I Ever Deftones - Change (In the House of Flies) Sleep Token - Alkaline VIOLENT VIRA - God Complex Dessa - Matches to Paper Dolls Allie X - True Love Is Violent Sleep Token - Atlantic Digital Daggers - Crazy Lucius - love is the disaster Ethel Cain - Inbred Kim Petras - Claws

#writeblr #wip playlist #writing playlist #wip: claws #book playlist #i have excellent taste and this playlist fucks severely #@fox you can listen to this one on shuffle bestie

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noonbeam-stims · 15 days

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Hello!!! May I request a stimboard of Yeva/048 from Murder Drones? Mostly red colored and for theme ideas: mainly religious themes and daggers/knifes, blood, the moon, the forest, crosses

yeva/048 [murder drones] stimboard with knife/dagger, blood, religious, and forest/moon themes requested by @dreamii-krybaby ^_^ this one took a while, hope you like it :3

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itwasthereaminuteago · 1 year

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|| It Ain't No ||

Matt Murdock x Frank Castle

Tags/warnings: mild violence, fluff, allusions to smut. ☺️

A/n: this was inspired by a lovely prompt from @munsonownsmyass for a proposal and I've used it for the TFC April songfic challenge!

My song is Option by Crosses 💍🖤

And thank you so much to @realfernmayo for making the moodboard! 💗 If you enjoyed please reblog so that others can read, thank you!

It was a slow thing, something that started growing a while after he had sniped off ninjas to help Red. It was the least he could do, leave him free to take down the motherfucker that had killed a loved one. That was something they now had in common at least, however tragic it was.

Either way over time they'd usually end up running into each other on odd nights, a couple of ass-kicking vigilante moths to a burning pyre of bad guys. It was almost inevitable in a way.

There were off the cuff team ups in alleyways. Meetings outside dark, dodgy warehouses with an unspoken plan. The occasional rooftop rendezvous to get the jump on an arms dealer. And after a while they were talking through gang takedowns in Red's loft over a few beers.

He wouldn't have called them dates, but Frank hadn't gone on a date in years and well, they were the closest thing.

For the most part as they worked together well to keep Hell's Kitchen safe, at least once Frank had conceded to Red's no killing rule. And then after he had taken a bullet for Red, and Red had taken a knife in the gut for him, he realised there was now something more between them.

Trust.

It had snuck up behind them both, binding them closer.

Either way Frank found himself here, his gaze soft as he sat watching the way the blues and purples of the neon billboard outside washed across Matt's skin. They were like ephemeral bruises, a reminder of the pain they'd endured but not only that. Once the fighting was over and the wounds were stitched, after a time those punches were soothed with tender touches. And then one day, a crashing kiss and a quiet mutual confession of love whispered into skin.

He focused on keeping his heart rate steady, that was the thing with having a boyfriend who had acutely enhanced senses, it was damn difficult to hide anything from him.

"You hungry?" He asks Matt, not even daring to look at him.

Matt raises his head from the case files he had been pouring over for the past couple of hours, now suddenly aware of his growling stomach. "Actually yeah, I could definitely eat. You want to get some Thai?"

Frank shrugs. "Eh, was thinkin' something different."

"Oh?" Matt's interest was piqued and Frank cursed himself internally, he should have known a change in routine would be risky.

"Yeah I dunno, Madani keeps goin' on 'bout some Persian place. Thought we could try it, go out."

Matt throws him one of those sunbeam smiles of his and Frank is almost ready to give his game away right there.

"You've asked me four times now if I enjoyed the food, your pulse rate practically skyrocketed when we left the restaurant… Frank, what the hell is up with you?"

He feels like a defendant on the stand getting flayed by Matt's interrogative tone.

"Nothin'. Maybe Persian food just don't agree with me."

Frank tries his utmost to calm himself down but it's too late now. He's not felt this apprehensive in a long time but right now his nerves are frayed.

Matt stops him on the sidewalk. "Frank, I need the truth. Remember when we said we wouldn't have any more secrets? Spit it out, now."

"Seriously, it's nothin' to get your panties in a bunch about. Let's just get home."

Matt leans closer to him. "Frank." He says in a warning tone.

Frank sighs, grumbling as Matt cocks his head when he hears him reach into his jacket pocket and retrieve something.

"This wasn't how it was s'posed to go… I was gonna… fuck it. Here goes."

He kneels down in front of Matt right on the sidewalk, with the cacophony of sounds and smells of the Kitchen as his witness. He should have known that this of all things would never have gone to plan.

"Matt-"

"What are you-"

"Shh, christ, just shut up for once and let me do this." Frank grumbles as he goes to fish the ring from its velvet pouch. Just then, Matt holds up his hand, cocking his head to the side.

"Wait, wait-"

Frank's face falls and Matt can hear the panicked rhythm of his heart.

"Just… can you hold that thought for me? There's someone holding up a bodega two blocks away. C'mon!" Matt is grabbing Frank's arm and pulling him to his feet.

"Aw you're fucking shittin' me?"

Frank follows him quickly, seeing the situation clear through the glass door before he's throwing it open, striding towards the asshole that's pointing a gun at the young cashier while Matt hangs back, just letting him do his thing. It's something that he's both wary of and turned on by. The way Frank has this single minded focus on a target, whatever it is, he's a force of nature when he's in that mode and it sets the hairs at the back of Matt's neck on end.

The moment the gunman turns and sees Frank, the recognition is instant. Frank doesn't give a shit if he knows who he is, easily disarming him, breaking the guy's wrist and grabbing his arm and slamming him down to the floor, twisting it painfully behind his back.

"You know what you've done, shithead?"

'Shithead' yells in pain as Frank wrenches his arm up higher. "Hey give me a break man, I- I didn't shoot nobody!"

Frank continues. "Nah, but you've scared this nice lady, and ruined me and my partner's evening, that's what. Fuckface." Frank growls loud right next to his face. "Now, I got more important shit to do and I ain't got time to waste takin' your fuckin' sorry ass to the police, so here's the deal - you're gonna wait here for them to come pick you up while we call em. Ain't that so?"

The guy shakes his head. "Yeah sure, good luck with that, I'll be back out again tomorrow anyways!"

Matt comes up from behind Frank and punches the guy square in the face knocking him out.

"Hey!" Frank turns to him, surprised at his actions.

Matt shrugs as he pulls out his phone to call 911. "I was getting impatient, and besides, you've got important shit to do." He turns to the cashier. "Are you okay, miss?"

The woman nods and thanks them both for intervening. Frank restrains the perp with a hefty amount of cable ties from the back room and Matt leaves his N&M card with the cashier. "You just call us if you need any help."

As they walk down the street toward home, Matt can't help the beginnings of a smile tugging up at the corner of his mouth as he waits.

"So, you were saying?" He presses, his smile growing with every second. Frank stops, shakes his head and scoffs.

"It's always gonna be like this ain't it?"

Matt breathes out something between a laugh and a sigh. "Could argue that it keeps it interesting…"

Frank stops him in the street. "Listen. You and I, we ain't always had the smoothest ride and don't I know it, if tonight's anythin' to go by… but there's no one else I'd rather take that ride with." He shakes his head. "What I'm sayin' is-"

Before he can get it out, Matt is sweeping down in front of him on the sidewalk on bended knee, holding out a ring of his own.

Frank could fucking kill him.

"Frank, will you marry me?"

It's all he can do to laugh. "You fucking- get up here you asshole!" He drags him up into his arms and a slow, sensual kiss. The kind where there's no sense of time or place. When they finally separate, they're both smiling so much it almost hurts. They never thought they'd get this far.

"So?" Matt pushes, sliding his hand down to hold Frank's, their fingers interlocking.

Frank huffs against his cheek. "Well, it ain't no." He pulls back, looking at Matt's pretty face. "Will you marry me?"

"Ain't no either!"

"Alright you smart ass," He says, lifting Matt's hand after he retrieves his silver ring from his pocket and slides it onto his finger. Matt does the same with Frank and when he lets go of his hand, he takes off and runs his fingers over the engraving on the inside of the ring that Frank has just given him.

"It says, 'pain in my fuckin' ass forever'. Frank jokes, and Matt laughs and pecks him on the cheek.

"Well yours says 'better the devil you know'." He grins.

"Huh. Whadaya know, we're perfect for each other."

Matt never hopes for much but he can't wipe the look of sheer joy off his face, tugging Frank along, urging him to walk faster so they can get home and he can fully remind him of just how just grateful he is. He can feel Frank's happiness and contentment too, his heart rate settled and strong with the occasional little flutter when he squeezes Matt's hand and feels the ring there, solid and real.

They're all over each other as soon as the door to their apartment closes, and Matt's coffee table is the first and certainly not the last casualty of their unbridled passion as they make their way to the bedroom. But when they get there it's all gentle love. There will always be bruises, but they'll always be chased with kisses.

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