scarletmoonshine0
scarletmoonshine0
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scarletmoonshine0 · 2 months ago
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Gordon Ramsey fursona reveal!
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scarletmoonshine0 · 2 months ago
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Is- I feel oddly validated And insulted?-
everyone take my 114 result ‘which character are you’ uquiz
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scarletmoonshine0 · 3 months ago
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Ocean
go to this random coordinates generator and say in the tags how you would fare if you were dropped where it generates without warning. i’ll go first i’d be dropped in the middle of the fucking south atlantic ocean and perish
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scarletmoonshine0 · 4 months ago
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growing up autistic / growing up gaslit
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this is the first lesson you learn: you are always wrong.
there is no electric hum buzzing through the air. there is no stinging bite to the sweetness of the mango. there is no bitter metallic tang to the water.
there is no cruelty in their laughter, no ambiguity in the instructions, no reason to be upset. there is no bitter aftertaste to your sweet tea, nothing scratchy about your blanket.
the lamps glow steadily. they do not falter.
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this is the second lesson you learn: you are never right.
you are childish, gullible, overly prone to tears. you are pedantic, combative, deliberately obtuse. you are lazy, unreliable, never on time.
you’re always making up excuses, rudely interrupting, stepping on people’s shoes. you’re always trying to get attention, never thinking about anyone else, selfish through and through.
it’s you that’s the problem. the lamps are fine.
III.
this is the third lesson you learn: you must always give in.
mother knows best. father knows best. doctor knows best. teacher knows best. this is the proper path. do not go astray.
listen to your elders, respect your betters, accept what’s given to you as your due. bow to the wisdom of experience, the education of the professional, the clarity of an external point of view.
what do you know about lamps, anyway?
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scarletmoonshine0 · 8 months ago
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Hope you don’t mind, Figured I’d give it a try since it’s been awhile!
Don’t know how to tag people so lol
Tagged by @sunflower-friend01 🩷
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Tagging: @snakegentleman @softshuji @zawgkuna @yashiro-ink @geeses @tinymarsupial @mediumtacobellstarry & anyone else who wants to do this!
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scarletmoonshine0 · 11 months ago
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I dunno what to tag this as
“Who can you blame but yourself for this outcome?”
“I could blame the one who made me, I could blame the one who broke me, the one who I gave away or I could blame you -”
“Can you, can you really?, after everything that you’ve done?”
“….i can… i may be a burden, a snake, a thief and a liar but I’m only as bad as I’ve been forged to me.. I’m a weapon but I have heart, not a beating one but I at least have one..”
Me, OC for friend from arcane
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scarletmoonshine0 · 11 months ago
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“Who can you blame but yourself for this outcome?”
“I could blame the one who made me, I could blame the one who broke me, the one who I gave away or I could blame you -”
“Can you, can you really?, after everything that you’ve done?”
“….i can… i may be a burden, a snake, a thief and a liar but I’m only as bad as I’ve been forged to me.. I’m a weapon but I have heart, not a beating one but I at least have one..”
Me, OC for friend from arcane
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scarletmoonshine0 · 11 months ago
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“What truly is there beyond angels, demons & fallen angels”
There’s is an angel that followed gods bidding, doing everything their asked of and never wavering in obedience but is still cast out, thrown to the deepest pits of hell for simple being a reminder of the first fallen angel, lucifer.
Their wings don’t blacken or break, they are both an angel & fallen angel but not a demon, their wings turn grey and soften in strength, bending under their own weight.
The angel seeks guidance from the fallen & the devils but none speak the truth, only lies filling the angel’s ears. They shall weep before vowing to fix their wings, to return to heaven and obey god yet again.
Yet..they will kill, the blood of their enemies covering their wings with a crimson hue, they won’t stop, the don’t stop their actions, never once shall they realize their wings are white yet again, only covered and hidden with crimson blood, they believe they only speak truth or lie but they speak only in truths, twisted truths that erode peoples minds, like the snake of eden but a lie never escapes the angels lips, for they are still pure, they are an angel with blood soaked wings, they are blinded by their search yet grow no darker, they may do bad but never sins, their own wings chained down by the ones they’ve slain yet they feel no heavier. They slain do not weep, the cling onto their angel for guidance and cover them in warmth, chaining the angel in soft coils like a snake but never hurting or blaming the angel, only seeking to keep their angel with them.
The blood that covers them fills them with remorse yet never guilt. God fears what he has made yet won’t cut its strings because its faith blinds even its own creators, Lucifer cannot tempt it and only shields his eyes from its blinding presence, the angel was blinded long ago yet still sees what it believes to be reality, to caught up on reaching for heaven to realize it could have flown up so long ago, its wings have grown beyond a pair, splitting off like tree branches and sprouting white flowers that are soon covered in blood, the cycle repeating.
The crimson angel is no longer an angel nor is it an devil, it is both god’s & the devil’s design yet both fear it, it holds no guilt, no sadness yet no happiness or glee when it slaughters, the last thing the damned see is pity in their killer’s eyes but no where else, the only thing the crimson angel doesn’t control is where the original angel resides, showing pity towards those it once shunned under gods command, all fear is erased from their enemies hearts at the soft embrace of the crimson angels wings, like a thousand souls ushering them to come with before they are pierced with a rain spears & swords.
The crimson angel doesn’t seem to notice how it rains swords & spears, only feeling sudden warmth and then continuing on its way…
-me, for an arcane OC to say
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scarletmoonshine0 · 11 months ago
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I did it
how’s everyone doin tonight i just broke tumblr
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