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self-promoting my fandomless four horsemen oc blog , i am going to get the carrd up and running tonight ♡

@diviniteceleste

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                                 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚂𝙴𝙰𝙻𝚂 𝙰𝚁𝙴 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐍

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FAMINE EDIT // DO NOT REBLOG

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‘MERCY!’                        they cried,                                                ‘PLEASE — HAVE MERCY!’

‘SORRY,’                       you sneered,                                    ‘—I’M ALL OUT OF MERCY.’

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Four Horsemen by Tony Do

This artist on Instagram

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A note about shipping with me

I probably already ship it

not that I deliberately start rp'ing with people for the purposes of shipping, but if there’s chemistry, if there’s interesting interaction, then yeah, I probably ship it

you don’t have to ship it too; it’s fun to torture the muse with unrequited feelings okay

I will never pressure you into a ship

if you feel like i’m pressuring you, let me know and i’ll do my best to rectify the behavior

if you want to ship a thing, pitch it to me. the answer is probably yes.

that said, don’t assume it without at least mentioning it to me ooc first.

ships are usually in their own seperate verses unless we’ve discussed something else.

if you ship with me I’ll ruin your life

xoxox i love you bbies

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What do you mean I have to “write” my “story”??? Is it not enough to have elaborate conversations between my characters in my head, stupid and plot irrelevant?

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A piece you will have.

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Oh, Photoshop….why do you hate me?

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                                 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚂𝙴𝙰𝙻𝚂 𝙰𝚁𝙴 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐍

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@biigbcss​ said : “No one should tell me what’s wrong and what’s right.” @ war

a    red    burst    set    the    HORSEMAN’s    gaze    ablaze    .    it    was    scrutinizing    but    the    words    were    briefly    caught    in    his    constricted    throat    ,    eyes    avoiding    GOD’s    own    .    «    my    intentions    were    not    so    .    it    is    apparent    that    one    can    never    be    without    the    other    .    though    my    right    and    yours    are    clearly    different    .    if    WAR    can    not    reign    ,    then    WHAT    purpose    is    there    for    use   HARBINGER    OF    THE    APOCALYPSE    .    »

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The Angel of the Revelation.  1803-05. William Blake. British 1757-1827. watercolor, pen and black ink over traces of graphite. Metropolitan Museum of Art.   http;//hadrian6.tumblr.com

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MORE of my GIFs

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Jude Law | by Lord Snowdon (c.1996)

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sparenone​:

                     to  say  she  wasn’t  fascinated  with  the  horsemen  and  how  they  worked  wouldn’t  be  a  lie .  sure ,  the  other  angels  weren’t  thrilled  when  they  were  around  but  she  wasn’t  like  the  others .  in  some  ways ,  she  fit  right  along  with  them .  being  the  angel  of  death  and  destruction .  she  gazed  up  at  him ,  lips  forming  into  a  grin  as  she  couldn’t  help  but  admire .  “   and  you  all  do  it  so  perfectly . “  she  couldn’t  help  but  say  back  towards  conquest .  “  no ,  not  at  all –  father  has  us  all  bowing  to  them …  “ 

                 «    and    here    i    stand    .    with    a    crown    made    of    tarnished    gold    carved    to    fit    its    wearer    .    a    calamity    .    a    king    .    i    was    created    to    bow    to    no    one    and    yet    ....    »    the    words    died    ,    the    briefest    presence    of    a    smile    graced    PESTILENCE’s    lips    served    as    an    acknowledgment    of    her    own    statement    .    «    you    ,    my    brothers    and    i    ,    we’re    harbinger    made    for    destruction    and    still    our    existence    almost    seem    meaningless    ...    CHAINED    .    SILENCED    .    swept    aside    unless    needed    which    means    an    endless    cycle    of    complete    and    utter    boredom    .    »

@sparenone​