as you all have noticed , i’m not here much. i’m usually not one to jump between muses , but nicolas really didn’t click with me like i thought he would. i hate to abandon muses , too. if you’re still interested in writing / talking with me , find me @cicatrite ; soldier 76 really resonated with me right away & i don’t see myself leaving any time soon. regardless , thanks for the fun i had here ! if i see you or not , i hope you have a good day ! thank you ! see you on the flipside !
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as you all have noticed , i’m not here much. i’m usually not one to jump between muses , but nicolas really didn’t click with me like i thought he would. i hate to abandon muses , too. if you’re still interested in writing / talking with me , find me @cicatrite ; soldier 76 really resonated with me right away & i don’t see myself leaving any time soon. regardless , thanks for the fun i had here ! if i see you or not , i hope you have a good day ! thank you ! see you on the flipside !
—— - cee
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as you all have noticed , i’m not here much. i’m usually not one to jump between muses , but nicolas really didn’t click with me like i thought he would. i hate to abandon muses , too. if you’re still interested in writing / talking with me , find me @cicatrite ; soldier 76 really resonated with me right away & i don’t see myself leaving any time soon. regardless , thanks for the fun i had here ! if i see you or not , i hope you have a good day ! thank you ! see you on the flipside !
—— - cee
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as you all have noticed , i’m not here much. i’m usually not one to jump between muses , but nicolas really didn’t click with me like i thought he would. i hate to abandon muses , too. if you’re still interested in writing / talking with me , find me @cicatrite ; soldier 76 really resonated with me right away & i don’t see myself leaving any time soon. regardless , thanks for the fun i had here ! if i see you or not , i hope you have a good day ! thank you ! see you on the flipside !
—— - cee
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as you all have noticed , i’m not here much. i’m usually not one to jump between muses , but nicolas really didn’t click with me like i thought he would. i hate to abandon muses , too. if you’re still interested in writing / talking with me , find me @cicatrite ; soldier 76 really resonated with me right away & i don’t see myself leaving any time soon. regardless , thanks for the fun i had here ! if i see you or not , i hope you have a good day ! thank you ! see you on the flipside !
—— - cee
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as you all have noticed , i’m not here much. i’m usually not one to jump between muses , but nicolas really didn’t click with me like i thought he would. i hate to abandon muses , too. if you’re still interested in writing / talking with me , find me @cicatrite ; soldier 76 really resonated with me right away & i don’t see myself leaving any time soon. regardless , thanks for the fun i had here ! if i see you or not , i hope you have a good day ! thank you ! see you on the flipside !
—— - cee
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as you all have noticed , i’m not here much. i’m usually not one to jump between muses , but nicolas really didn’t click with me like i thought he would. i hate to abandon muses , too. if you’re still interested in writing / talking with me , find me @cicatrite ; soldier 76 really resonated with me right away & i don’t see myself leaving any time soon. regardless , thanks for the fun i had here ! if i see you or not , i hope you have a good day ! thank you ! see you on the flipside !
------ - cee
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deauvergne.
what the fuck nicki
sorry i don’t speak bitch
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hello everyone !! i deeply apologize for not being here but my life has been rough the last couple of weeks + my muse for nicky dwindled a little. but summer is here and i'm ready to come back!!
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breathe if u hate lestat.
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stangelo.
‘ you speak as if you’re acquainted with it . are you familiar ? – & how would you explain ME ? stranger , do you think you’re more acquainted to death than i am ? ’ here he wipes the blot of red against the scruff of his sleeve . a chime of laughter , a voice amidst almond blossom & the quiet , ( —- listen , visitor , … there’s a story here , and it’s not about the either of us . it’s of the girl who had the mind of a carnival , the child wrapped in fettered sweater with blued lips . ) & he tears the honey daisies in his hand , to the bed of earth , weeds wringing to the teeth of gravestones . ‘ sorry – what an odd question ! i’m only here to say goodbye — bye - bye to my darling , donna . ’ let her kiss him , with her lips stained in soil , dirt , the dirt — her body a patch of overgrown grass & wildflowers , o love , my love . ‘ what a difficult idea , don’t you think ? things are so very fragile . . & quick to disappear . ’
familiar ? he’s death - besmirched. lifetimes sericate as morning mist & extinguished just as quickly ---- - - a hushed zephyr , summer psithurism , & the limbs of eburnean dandelions are bestrewn to the throat of the earth , soil imbrued with graveyard ash & halcyon memory. ( hands crossed over memories’ hearts , a tangled & chasing game of desinence & renascence. ) “i’ve had my waltz with death , yes ; i let him in for tea , we talk white noise.” we travel hand in hand upon forsaken & thorned iters , then he , mantled in sable , returns to my moonlit penumbra & slenders beneath the bloodshed & bloodstream ambrosia. “be grateful you have an ending to this madness game. some are not as lucky , & they bend to fate’s caprice , wrapped around her finger. fragility is a kindness.”
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stangelo.
MAY MELTS FROM A CROWN OF GOLD , the city threatens to crumble , & he becomes an orphan of past running parallel ‘gainst the present & future . him , a smudge amidst the error of existence , ( i am alone by choice . ) stands upon the summer grass , the green young & tender , life unmarred by the sharp fragrance of winter . ‘ —- the place of loss , do you find it somber ? perhaps terrible , in a way . ’ boredom , perhaps is the culprit . to tread upon funeral grounds , graves with sharp edges & raven birds yawning . morbid boy , a paradox against his existence , ( in another city , a man thinks him to be a poem . ) he presses a finger to the crumbled edge of the gravestones , blood harvesting on his fingertips . ‘ i come here quite often , & each week , there’s always a new name . ’
@forgettery!!
-------- - - “SHOULD I?” a fanged winter moves within his mouth like a cloud , gleaned from the frore of alamort asterisms. [ dreams incarnate , tragedy’s harbinger , noctivagant fantassin . what is this hallowed ground to me but another charnel for the dead fragments of stellate destinies & crestfallen worlds? instead i mourn for every yesteryear & the moments i cannot steal. ] in another blighted century , the moon rises on its back , & he is more than the blood thirst : the heart weeps for the might - have - beens while vacive midnights burn in his throat like saltwater funerals. “death is a beast we cannot escape , no? it looms , a terrible thing indeed ; lurking inside every tomorrow , & its victims are arbitrary , its decisions beyond rational.”
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I highly recommend you follow the person I reblogged this from.
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@faceofabotticelliangel : “ we die so easily. “ from here ( accepting. )
sunrise yields to sunset , the charred war - ground between incarnadined with the corpses of fallen / childish promises. ( the forevers & the eternal dawns within the uncertain future , & the shadow of my doom , & the mortal mystery of all that. ) who better to know the pain of a cicatrized tragedy than i , i who have endured a hundred bruising lifetimes under fragmented & frozen commissures ? “WE DO.” such a lightness of words’ tread : the brush of a crow’s pinion , the crunch of nightly footfalls after the first snowstorm , a memory wandering through the tapestry of melancholy’s brume. oddly anodyne , taut like archery , yet all with the heaviness of a rainstorm daydream & the ache of a heartbeat lost----- - - ( he looks far off , vulnerose & cinched in ancient joys , webbed & weaved through a history that seemed to fall under another name , yet longing for it all the same. ) “even immortal beings , such as we , who humans have built to be untouchable , unobtainable , divine : we die just as easily , just as quickly , perhaps even easier than the mortals we jest at.” a study in heartbreak , in darkness & light. hearts as fragile as glass butterflies in lacerated palm , tipped over by the softest summer sigh. “we are no more immune to collapse than they , perhaps even more so.”
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rare footage of nicolas and armand found from theatres des vampires circa 1780 @cupidkilled @faceofabotticelliangel
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A MIRACLE OF LOVE TURNED HATRED.
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SUPPORT YOUR LOCAL REPORTER !! ( bc they need all the money they can get, until they manage to land themselves a rich bf ) k, anyway, please LIKE / REBLOG this if you’d be interested in roleplaying with a private DANIEL MOLLOY blog, from Anne Rice’s “Vampire Chronicles”.
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