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"I’ll follow thee and make a heaven of hell, To die upon the hand I love so well." ~ Helena, Act 2, Scene 1

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[witch1nghour]

𝜗𝜚 ⠀𝗕𝗬 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗣𝗥𝗜𝗖𝗞𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗢𝗙 𝗠𝗬 𝗧𝗛𝗨𝗠𝗕   ﹔   various  sentence  starters   (   platonic/romantic/antagonistic/etc   )  from   JEKYLL AND HYDE: THE MUSICAL   (   1990   )   .  please   , like   or  reblog if   you   plan   on   using   .   don’t   claim   as   your   own   .   content   warning   :   tw murder, violence, religion  .   

in  each  of  us  there  are  two  natures.

he's  beyond  help.

he  stil  has  a  soul  -  as  pure  and  good  as  yours  or  mine.

madness  is  the  cruelest  of  all  prisons.

there  must  be  a  way  to  help  him.

my  theories  convince  me  there  is  a  better  solution.

use  your  gifts  wisely.

once  there  was  morning,  now  endless  night.

if  I  could  reach  you  I'd  guide  you  and  teach  you  to  walk  from  the  darkness  back  into  the  light.

please  try  to  hear  me.

I'll  never  desert  you  -  I  promise  you  this  till  the  day  that  I  die.

I  need  to  know  the  nature  of  the  demons  that  possess  man's  soul

why  does  he  revel  in  murder  and  madness?

I  need  to  find  a  way  to  get  inside.

I  need  to  try  to  separate  the  good  and  evil  -  if  I  can.

give  me  courage  to  go  where  no  angel  will  go.

there's  a  face  that  he  hide  till  the  nighttime  appears.

man's  a  master  of  deceit.

what  is  his  sinister  secret?

if  we  could  extract  all  of  the  evil  from  each  of  us  think  of  the  world  we  could  create!

what  makes  you  think  you  have  the  right  to  play  god?

my  fate  is  yours  to  choose.

I  did  try  to  warn  you.

you  should  exercise  greater  caution.

you  have  come  this  far,  remember  what  you  have  at  stake.

comments  on  style,  madam,  should  never  be  made  by  those  who  have  none.

you'll  get  what  you  want  in  the  end,  you  always  do.

the  only  thing  to  fear  is  the  unknown.

we  knew  there'd  be  a  price  to  pay.

look  in  my  eyes  -  who  do  you  see  there?

love  is  the  only  danger.

we'll  make  our  one  dream  come  true.

you  know  who  I  am...take  me  as  I  am.

give  me  you  hand  -  give  me  your  heart.

swear  to  me  we'll  never  part!

goodnight,  my  angel.

goodnight,  my  devil.

if  we  want  our  love  to  grow,  we  musn't  be  afraid  of  letting  go.

you  are  playing  a  very  dangerous  game.

a  little  touch  of  sin  -  why  wait  another  minute?

why  should  tonight  be  different?

here's  to  the  night!

if  you  only  knew  the  games  we  could  play.

you're  not  up  to  the  chase.

you  have  got  a  lot  to  lose  ...  think  of  the  consequences.

for  all  these  years,  I've  faced  the  world  alone.

I  have  started  this  alone  ...  and  I  must  finish  it  alone.

I  have  a  thirst  that  I  cannot  deprive.

tonight  I'll  take  from  all  mankind,  conquer  all  the  gods.

I  see  the  pain  in  your  eyes.

have  I  become  my  work  and  nothing  more?

what  kind  of  monster  would  do  such  a  thing?

I  am  in  love  with  the  things  that  I  see.

if  someone  like  you  found  someone  like  me  then  suddenly,  nothing  would  ever  be  the  same.

I'd  feel  so  alive  if  someone  like  you  loved  me.

it  warms  my  heart  to  know  that  romance  still  blossoms.

how  dare  you  speak  to  me  like  that?

you  don't  seem  like  yourself.

I've  been  better,  name  ...  I've  been  better.

I  did  everything  I  could  to  save  the  others.

I  am  dangerous.  more  dangerous  than  any  wild  animal  stalking  its  prey  ...

my  love,  what's  happened  to  you?

I  must  be  left  alone  to  finish  what  I've  started.

yu  never  promised  me  the  journey  would  be  easy  -  only  that  we  would  take  it  together.

you  were  heaven-sent  to  me,  was  it  never  meant  to  be?

don't  abandon  me  now,  name.

if  you  need  me  you  know  where  I'll  be.

did  you  really  think  that  I  would  ever  let  you  go?

do  you  think  I'd  ever  set  you  free?

you  will  never  get  away  from  me!

this  is  not  a  dream,  my  friend,  and  it  will  never  end!

no  matter  what  you  may  pretend.

I'll  rejoice  as  you  breathe  your  final  breath.

there's  a  beast  at  the  door,  and  he's  wild  and  free.

[issysh3ll]

pssttt can you make red or black dividers

Yes Ma'am

Black & Red Dividers

please tag @issysh3ll fir credit if you use any of these

more divders -> here

[vile-lithium3]

Hey

[vellicorsources]

SWEENEY TODD: THE DEMON BARBER OF FLEET STREET MUSICAL STARTERS: PT. I

who never thereafter were heard of again.

they trod a path that few have trod.

and what if none of their souls were saved?

freely flow the blood of those who moralize

quick and quiet and clean they were.

he wouldn't want us to give it away.

i have sailed the world, beheld its wonders.

there's no place like ___.

i feel home again.

you are young, life has been kind to you.

it is here we go our separate ways.

hey, don't i know you?

off with you, off i say!

there's no need to fear the likes of them.

there's nothing but to wait.

that was so many years go.

now leave me, i beg of you.

there's somewhere i must go, something i must find out.

you gave me such a fright, i thought you was a ghost.

what's your rush, what's your hurry?

i haven't seen a customer for weeks.

you'd think i had the plague from the way the people keep avoiding me.

heaven knows i try.

no denying times are hard.

no-one would have mercy on them.

you've been locked out of sight all these years.

i've come home to find you waiting.

always had a fondness for you, i did.

you can move in here.

soon you'll know splendors you never have dreamed.

they never forgot and they never forgave.

how is it you sing?

outside the sky waits, beckoning.

how can you remain, staring at the rain?

whence comes this melody, constantly flowing?

is it rejoicing or merely halloing?

are you discussing, or fussing, or simply dreaming?

are you crowing, or are you screaming?

have you decided it's safer in cages, singing when you're told?

my cage has many rooms, damask and dark.

nothing there sings.

teach me to sing.

if i cannot fly, let me sing.

[xxplastic-cubexx]

Count Xavier and Count Lehnsherr - SIGN ME UP

count xavier and count lehnsherr lore...

you lot figure that i grow weary......

[coquette-corpsie]

hey y'all if we're new moots feel free to message me if you wanna. my inbox is always open and I love making friends!!

[lostcityofapollymi]

Apollymi Myra Thatch

Daughter of Atlantis. Heiress of lost languages. Exile of light. Curse-bearer. Raised among strangers. Hunted by scholars. Watched by ghosts.

The Crystal Vein | a story buried beneath ocean and ash, where ancient empires rot beneath universities and one girl tries to decide if she's a weapon, a warning, or a woman.

themes of: mythic exile, memory as resistance, cursed inheritance, underground academia, relic theft, broken lineages, artifact corruption, soft rage, forbidden languages, legacy rewritten, rebellion by knowledge, secret gods, atlantean futurism, guilt-soaked parents, found truth, crystalline stasis, unreconciled blood, identity in translation, cold ruins and hot minds, queenhood denied, quiet survival, dangerous curiosity, elegies of what could’ve been, love in the bones of empire

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[gentleglooms]

@singofus  offered:  sender  wakes  up  confused,  having  been  turned  into  a  vampire  by  the  receiver.  (Southern  gothic)  -  Ares

⸻  ⁺‧₊˚   ཐི⋆  𓌜  ⋆ཋྀ   ˚₊‧⁺  ⸻

she  has  never  felt  the  siren's  call  for  rest  more  than  she  has  in  this  moment.  she  hasn't  been  able  to  sleep  since  the  confirmation  that  this  was  indeed  her  cillian  brought  back  to  her  –  her  love  returned,  as  he  promised.  and  though  ares  is  not  cillian  and  cillian  is  not  ares,  they  are  similar  in  many,  many  ways.  and  her  cillian  fulfilled  his  final  promise.  the  gratitude  is  overwhelming,  as  is  the  worry  that  her  beloved  would  not  survive  the  change. 

thanatos  knows  she  is  not  the  only  one  to  have  experienced  such  a  worry.  her  own  mother  felt  that  when  turning  each  of  her  children;  and  more,  she  is  sure,  did  her  mother's  goddess  feel  when  her  mother  herself  was  turned.  she  is  not  an  outlier  in  this  fear. 

but  as  dusk  on  the  third  day  reaches  through  her  heavy  curtains,  dimming  the  room  once  more  into  candlelight  alone,  she  rests  her  head  on  her  love's  ribs,  closes  her  eyes,  and  prays  to  whoever  is  listening. 

they  must  have  listened  acutely,  for  ares  stirs  soon  after,  giving  a  noise  of  confusion  and,  she  is  certain,  hunger. 

she  lifts  her  head  immediately,  reaching  over  to  the  swan-necked  decanter  of  fresh  blood,  kept  warm  from  a  combination  of  magic  and  flame.  she  pulls  from  it,  even  as  she  reaches  up  to  cup  ares'  cheek,  deliberately  sliding  her  delicate  wrist  against  his  lips,  needing  him  to  feed. 

“drink,  my  love,”  she  murmurs,  her  teeth  red  before  she  licks  them  clean.  there  is  so  much  she  wishes  to  say  to  him,  but  this  stabilization,  this  nursing,  takes  precedence.  “drink  and  i  will  explain  all.”

[k-0re]

idk why but u gave me batman artist vibes so i got very surprised when i searched ur profile and didnt see anything batman related 😭😭

LMAO TY I LOVE BATMAN (or mostly art of Batman cuz that��s the most Batman content I consume 😭)

But I’m glad my page has that Batman vibe because that vibe is kinda what I’m going for SO YAYYY

[vile-lithium3]

I love Cats

🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤

[vellicorsources]

SWEENEY TODD: THE DEMON BARBER OF FLEET STREET MUSICAL STARTERS: PT. III

we all deserve to die.

i will have vengeance.

i will have salvation.

welcome to the grave.

now don't be shy.

and my ___ lies in ashes!

i'm alive at last, and i'm full of joy!

the work waits!

later, when it's dark, we'll take them to some secret place and bury them.

what are we going to do about them?

seems a downright shame.

seems an awful waste.

without you all these years i'll never know.

for what's the sound of the world out there?

these are desperate times, and desperate measures are called for.

everybody goes down where we fear.

business couldn't be better.

i still have reason to rejoice, the way ahead is clear.

it's always morning in my head.

smell that air, city on fire!

i'll think of you until the day i die.

you know what i'd like to do, if the business stays as good?

by the sea, that's the life i covet.

anything you say.

but a seaside wedding could be devised.

nothing's gonna harm you, not while i'm around.

demons'll charm you with a smile.

what is this foolishness?

show me something i can overcome.

i would never hide a thing from you.

it's the end of the world!

that's what you promised.

there's no safety for you in the street.

favor me with your glance.

soon we'll sail the world and see its wonders.

have all the demons of hell come to torment me?

you knew they lived!

would you have wanted to know that was all that was left?

i'd be twice the wife she was!

there's little point in dwelling on the past.

[postpunkk]

what's up with yall? inbox is open for anything:3

[voivode-dracula]

I MEANT HOMOSEXUAL

These words alone, shouted at me, have brought me no small confusion, and I know not from which message they have followed.

[roscvcins]

@misericordiis asked : Goldilocks -i ran so fast for hanzhu LSDJKFLJKSDF - Send “Goldilocks” for my muse’s reaction to finding your muse asleep in my muse’s bed. (ACCEPTING!)

He looks younger, in his sleep. She slumps down to study him, hands stacked one on top of the other flat against the mattress, tilting her head. Maybe it's the way the space between his brows smooths out completely, or the way closed eyes conceals the intensity of his gaze when he's watching, a rare moment in which she looks at him and does not see herself reflected in his eyes.

(This, altogether, is a RARE sight - though she's been told she walks SOUNDLESSLY, like a cat, he's never failed to discover her before. She wants to look at him FOREVER.)

Hanzhu is used to enclosed spaces - spent her youth crammed in with others sometimes not entirely unlike sardines in a can and found comfort in having her back to a wall, sleeps equally well in a bed or in a pod or in a vent. But when she had the opportunity to choose she forewent the familiar for something bigger. Something that fits him too. Whether or not Hanzhu thought of this exact moment, her bed always had space for him, and sometimes at night it is almost possible to find the ghost of him curled around her.

Lifts the covers carefully after a moment, watching the rise and fall of his chest, the faint flutter of lashes against his cheek. "...Caleb?" Her voice is pressed purposely quiet, just a breath.

She continues when he doesn't answer - it occurs to her that he could be faking, but it's still HER BED after all - and slips in next to him, resting her cheek carefully against the small corner of the pillow he's left. Him in her bed, his scent and hers mixed together - something to get used to, something she's already used to. She wonders if he had thought the same when he had crawled in, wonders if being wrapped in her sheets is a little like being wrapped in her arms - if that's why he looks so sleep-mussed and relaxed, defenses shed.

Reaches out, but doesn't touch him, fingers lingering against the sheets, a phantom caress, and instead traces his features with her gaze again. Close enough now that she can feel even exhale on her cheek, close enough now to consider, suddenly, closing the rest of the distance between them and kissing him awake.

[bebx]

What’s your favorite Tim Burton movie? ❤️

Corpse Bride, Edward Scissorhands, Sleepy Hallow, Alice in Wonderland, Dark Shadows, Sweeney Todd: the Demon Barber of Fleet Street, Charlie and the Chocolate Factory

I mean I couldn’t choose just one so…