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we miss you shadow even me man i hope you come back one day we all miss you dumbass <3
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RE: The Fallen Angelposted in Writing
Blake Rose just because she’s no longer The Red Angel, doesn’t mean that she can’t beat the shit out of you. Good luck even trying to lay a hand on her…
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The Fallen Angelposted in Writing
^ The aftermath of being cast out and the battle. ^“Asteraoth…you used to be my favorite soldier… now look what you’ve done.”
“Father, God-King-”
“Silence, Asteraoth. I am not finished speaking.”
“…I apologize, Father.”
“You led the last battalion, yes?”
“…Yes, Father.”
“And only you return.”
“…Yes, Father.”
“What happened?”
“We- we were ambushed-!”
“And you let it happen? You know I don’t tolerate pathetic excuses, Asteraoth. I raised you better than this. I should have you executed for this, but since I am…a benevolent God…I’ll simply cast you down.”
“Father, please, I can explain-”
“I have heard enough. You are no longer The Red Angel, you are no longer the captain of the battalions, you are no longer my daughter.” -
Hold Him Down (TW: Blood/Violence--please proceed with caution.)posted in Writing
The fight is almost over…Morro…he’s on his last leg. He’s getting desperate. He can’t last much longer.
“Just give up, Morro. You know it’s almost your end.”
“Like I’ll surrender to you, little bird,” he rasped. He was exhausted.
“Hold him down.” Her voice was firm, with no room for argument. Upon hearing her command, the others do as she asked. His arms are restrained behind his back, the others on guard, in case he tries something stupid.
“Kaz. Your dagger.”
“Cass, I-”
“Now.”
“…” Kaz reluctantly handed over one of his daggers, Cass’s small smile turning into a wolfish grin as she approached Morro, now shaking in his human restraints.“Hold him down, 'til the boy stops shaking, hold him down while I slit his throat… hold him down while I slowly break his pride, his trust, his faith and his bones! Cut him down into tiny pieces, throw him down in the great below! When people wonder where the man is, only the ocean and we will know!”
“WAIT! We- we can talk about this,” he basically started begging.
Cass stabbed his hand to the floor, watching him scream out in agony, ignoring the other’s nauseous and disgusted looks, her eyes gleaming with murderous intent.
“STOP! PLEASE!”
You didn’t stop when I begged you to leave my friends alone, so why would I stop?!"
“Cass, please,” Sebastian interjected.
“Silence, Sebastian. Your brother must learn his lesson for the pain and suffering he caused not only this realm, but for me as well.”
“Cass, Sebastian has a point.”
“Kaz…” Cass twisted the knife in Morro’s hand, causing him to cry out in agony again. “I almost lost you to this man…no…this…monster, and yet… you’re sympathizing for him?”
“Cass…”
“ENOUGH, Kaz! I will not take any more criticism from you. I’m doing what I must.”
Cass rips out the dagger from Morro’s hand, plunging it into the other one, giving it the same treatment, a cruel smile on her face. After mutilating his hands, she moves to his shoulders, stabbing them repeatedly.
“HOW DOES IT FEEL TO BE HELPLESS?! HOW DOES IT FEEL TO KNOW PAIN?! ALL OF THE SUFFERING I’VE BEEN THROUGH-”
“Haven’t I suffered enough?! STOP!”
“YOU DIDN’T STOP WHEN I BEGGED YOU! TOLD ME TO CLOSE OFF MY HEART!”
“STO-”
Finally, Morro’s words are cut off by the ting of a blade, and his words are now replaced by raspy gurgles, and blood dripping down his throat.
“After…everything you’ve done…how will you sleep at night?”
“…Next to my boyfriend.” -
PLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASE-posted in Music
SOMEONE TELL ME THEY LIKE EPIC: THE MUSICAL WRITTEN BY JORGE RIVERA-HERRANS- PLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASE- I NEED TO YAP ABOUT THE ITHACA SAGA LIKE ASAP PLEASE
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Brutal -Olivia Rodrigoposted in Vent
***This is supposed to be here.***I want it to be, like, messy
I'm so insecure, I think That I'll die before I drink And I'm so caught up in the news Of who likes me, and who hates you And I'm so tired that I might Quit my job, start a new life And they'd all be so disappointed 'Cause, who am I, if not exploited? And I'm so sick of ***17*** Where's my fucking teenage dream? If someone tells me one more time "Enjoy your youth," I'm gonna cry
And I don’t stick up for myself
I’m anxious and nothing can help
And I wish I’d done this before
And I wish people liked me more
All I did was try my best
This the kind of thanks I get?
Unrelentlessly upset (ah, ah, ah)
They say these are the golden years
But I wish I could disappear
Ego crush is so severe
God, it’s brutal out here
(Yeah!)
I feel like no one wants me And I hate the way I'm perceived I only have two real friends And lately, I'm a nervous wreck 'Cause I love people I don't like And I hate every song I write And I'm not cool and I'm not smart
And I can’t even parallel park
All I did was try my best
This the kind of thanks I get?
Unrelentlessly upset (ah, ah, ah)
They say these are the golden years But I wish I could disappear
Ego crush is so severe
God, it’s brutal out here
(Yeah!)
(Just having a really good time)
Got a broken ego, broken heart (it’s brutal out here, it’s brutal out here)
And God, I don’t even know where to start -
RE: The Princess and Queen of the Nightposted in Digital Art
Zeera the Nightmare Jackal's 2nd account yoo- they so prettyyy
I read Queen of the Night and IMMEDIATELY thought of the Mozart aria from The Magic Flute/Die Zauberfloete -
I love being the least favorite 'favorite' child as an only child.posted in Vent
“You’ll always be ‘our kiddo’, but my violin will always be ‘my baby’.”
Oh. Okay. Love you too, mom.
I don’t know why I even bothered to follow in her footsteps of becoming a musician, when I know I’ll never be good enough for her. I’ll never be as good to her as her instrument. -
RE: The fact that in the earlier shows, ash ketchum was willing to throw fucking HANDSposted in Blog
★【♪シBlake Rose。シ♪】★™ btw it’s “moo bitch” not “moo, bitch”-
