#aesthetics || angelic wings tangled in chains

[sigmadolos]

GOTHIC LITERATURE.

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 WUTHERING HEIGHTS.   the wildness of open spaces. withered trees with limbs like spiders. abandoned homes.   two souls that are the same. dying young. the ghost of a girl. revenge that does not satisfy. tapping at the window.  knowing too much of the pains of others. cruelty that doesn’t fade. an unresolved past.  marrying, but not for love.  rolling hills.  hair flying in the blustering wind. sudden illness. disinterment. the deep pain of loss. carrying a namesake that is not your own.  facing a storm head on.  an accent thick upon the tongue. a figure on the horizon, shrouded by mist. aging walls and rotting floorboards. intruding upon the wake of destruction.  wasting away. together in death.

JANE EYRE.   the madwoman in the attic. candle-flame and burn stains. soft laughter. a fire roaring in the hearth. silence in the halls. folded hands over modest skirts.  the pain of being wronged. a wedding interrupted at the altar. dark brows. a horse riding up the path. the isolation of a church.  gray skies.  landscape as bleak as your soul. finding sanctuary. a bird flying free from its cage. discovering your worth. returning to a place that feels like home. falling in love in spite of yourself.  schoolyards full of children. lying in bed while clasping a loved one’s hands in yours.  hopeless prayers. hiding in an alcove to read.  timid but strong.  being true to oneself above all.

FRANKENSTEIN.   grand prose. the glory of nature. playing god. the spark of madness that drives creation. stripped down to shirtsleeves. the gritty streets of the city. staying awake too long.   snow-capped peaks. retreating from society. innocent recollections that become twisted. a lost paradise. lightning across a dark sky.  to be destined for one alone.  shouting from the top of a mountain. strewn corpses. the implements of a surgeon scattered across a surface.  a bride on her wedding night.   books left open to gather dust, pulled from shelves. dark circles beneath the eyes. the deathly pallor of a corpse. things alive that shouldn’t be. desiring a love of your own. feeling your soul restored with a bliss that cannot last. icy terrain. unsatisfactory endings.

THE PHANTOM OF THE OPERA. the long, fatal crack across a mirror. unearthly voices echoing through the dark.  a duet.  snow falling against statues of angels.  the lament of a violin’s strings.  resurrected hopes. the sensation of being watched. candles blowing out on their own. masquerade revelers. unrequited love.  the snapping of a noose. an obscured face. the scintillating light of an ornate chandelier. mysterious and inexplicable catastrophes. watching your dreams shatter. curtains drawing back from a stage. devils that are angels. a soft kiss on the forehead. scratches of red ink. long capes and gloved hands. retreating to the rooftop. being led in a trance. love as your undoing and your salvation.

NORTHANGER ABBEY. the turrets of a gothic mansion made of stone. portraits looming above the stairwell. suspicion of all around you. dreaming of grandeur, awaking to normalcy. the sound of a carriage coming up the street. top hats and fine suits. dancing at a ball. the lavish throes of society. the thrill of being introduced. a mystery that goes ignored. chests that harbor secrets.  old love letters.  thumbing through the pages of a novel. disappointing the one you admire.  the appearance of indifference. having your heart played with.  grand rooms housing past memories. mistaken first impressions. affluent personages.  kissing in the garden.

DRACULA.  your life draining out of you. a castle on a lonely precipice. fog spreading through woodlands. dutifully kept journals. enthusiastic correspondence with one you love. blood dripping down the chin. a tongue stroking sharp teeth. the howling of wolves coming closer.  wreathes of garlic hung about the room. rosary beads and crucifixes. violence that spans centuries. tall figures that cast long shadows. disturbing the silence of a grave. the sensation of leaving your homeland. not dead, only sleeping. last wishes. a long and arduous journey. an ominous ship at sea.  the sound of shovels in the basement. eerie lights that obstruct your path. goblets of blood red wine. a stake through the heart. to be at peace at last.

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caught in a tangled web that you made for yourself. / the softest palms that never want to touch you until after a bottle of wine. / being shown kindness feels worse than pain does. / “ just braid your hair if you won’t brush it, at least, you useless girl. ” / pulling on your skirt with one hand as you shuffle away. / “ you’ll get it done before the day is up. ” / your reflection both pleases and sickens you. / guilt that isn’t yours to have. / it’s a crooked game, but it’s the only one in town. / chains. / “ how could you do this to me? ” / the sharp sting of guilt. / you feel something even though you’re paid to do the opposite. / you wish more than anything that you could just make everything okay. but things have never been okay for you. / the family you never had. / falling backwards through time. / quicksand. / drowning, but you don’t save yourself. / “ you’re getting better. ” / “ they smile like a snake.” / you’re the stars and the sky. / there’s a part of you that couldn’t stay away even if you were forced to. / they are your wings, there’s no doubt there. / “ let’s take off somewhere. let’s fly. ” / you edge a bit too close to the sun. / another ghost to take your place after every stumble. / morality confuses you ; you were never taught its songs. / your soul dances to the song of violence and rage. / the right thing and the wrong thing are both tantalizing options. / you take and take as everything was taken from you. your hunger will never be satisfied. / for you, love and hate has always been one in the same. / you don't think things like “ is this good or is this bad? ”. you think “ will this help me? will this save me? ”.

deep roots in the ground slashed open in the sun. / rock candy melting in water. / waves rise and leave the foam behind. / the precipice you call home has a tip you’ll reach eventually. / wounds heal, but the scars remain. / happiness is the best front a man can take. / what is happiness? you don't really know. / “ i’ve never seen someone as beautiful as you before. ” / you disagree; they’re more beautiful. / discomfort at the tiniest of touches. / the sky opens up when you see them. / rain comes down. / poppy fields. / your sanity hanging by a thread. / “ oh god, what have I done? ” / roommates weren’t supposed to be the smartest ones of all. / they’ve got a devil on their shoulder and an angel in their mind. / you try to help, but it only got worse. / now they’re dead, it’s all your fault. / adam & eve in the garden. / a temptress in crisp button-downs. / “ fuck, you’ve gone off the deep end, haven’t you? ” / they lie so perfectly you almost forget yourself. / the spark that lit the kindling on your funeral pyre. / sugar and spice and a taste for the dark side. / cruelty was the first thing you were shown; you mirror it now as naturally as breathing. / yves saint laurent black opium on your pillow, a scented cloud drifting behind you like a cape. / you want to help ; you just don't know how. / crisp green apples piled up on the table. / your shoes are sharp, but your wit is even sharper. / what a pretty one, they say. / you laugh without humor. / a soft, hollow spot sits in your chest. / there’s a place you’ll never leave no matter who tries to stop you. / the seat of power fits like a glove. / heavy is the head that wears the crown. / pain is like a familiar comfort. / you share a space, but not a mind. / they think you are weak; you are, maybe. / “ what are you going to do with all of these pills? ” / an empty bird’s nest.

broken pencil tips. / the game was rigged against you from the beginning. / you tried rigging it in your favor. / you don't know how you feel. there are too many words that could describe it for you to ever tell a soul. / there’s an empty paper in front of you that you’ll never fill. / “ we want you to succeed. i hope you can grasp that. ” / “ they weren’t there when it happened. ” / corruption. / there’s a red string tying you together. / the scent of whiskey on the horizon. / “ you’re the best friend i’ve ever had. ” / you've lied so much, you hardly know what the truth is anymore. / who you really are is a mystery, even to yourself. / pink tipped fingers lock in secrecy. / “ you should be seen and not heard. ” / you do your best to be the strongest possible voice. / 99 red balloons drifting through a hazy sky. / you could feel alone in a crowd of hundreds. / nothing you do will ever fix the destruction you caused. / you try to lift your head up, but it’s so much effort. / always walking on sunshine. / as much as others hate you, no one hates you more than you despise yourself. / there’s a million reasons to come down from the clouds, but you can’t be bothered. / your skin is made of steel, because your heart is made of glass. it'll shatter completely if it breaks again. / loon is the word of the day. / hair twisted up with glitter butterfly clips like a haphazard mobile. / you drift, but you know where you’re going. / no one has any dirt on you because you’re infinitely spotless. / you've been chewed up and spit out by this world; you're glad to return the favor. / no one ever saved you. / the empty side of your bed they crawled into when they were nine. / court hearings. / “ I miss you. ” / siblings are a funny thing. / they point out every family-shaped hole in every picture on the mantelpiece. / ivy infiltrating an empty, corroded church. / marble busts faceless & crumbling ; a mirror to your waning sanity. / you will do anything to keep them. tear apart the world, mass murder: all that matters is that you’re together. / a cemetery by the moon, unblessed. / even when you walked one would think you waltzed. / madmen know nothing, but you should have seen me. / every day is a new adventure. / my blood ran cold, ice cold. / power corrupts.

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caught in a tangled web that you made for yourself. / the softest palms that never want to touch you until after a bottle of wine. / being shown kindness feels worse than pain does. / “ just braid your hair if you won’t brush it, at least, you useless girl. ” / pulling on your skirt with one hand as you shuffle away. / “ you’ll get it done before the day is up. ” / your reflection both pleases and sickens you. / guilt that isn’t yours to have. / it’s a crooked game, but it’s the only one in town. / chains. / “ how could you do this to me? ” / the sharp sting of guilt. / you feel something even though you’re paid to do the opposite. / you wish more than anything that you could just make everything okay. but things have never been okay for you. / the family you never had. / falling backwards through time. / quicksand. / drowning, but you don’t save yourself. / “ you’re getting better. ” / “ they smile like a snake.” / you’re the stars and the sky. / there’s a part of you that couldn’t stay away even if you were forced to. / they are your wings, there’s no doubt there. / “ let’s take off somewhere. let’s fly. ” / you edge a bit too close to the sun. / another ghost to take your place after every stumble. / morality confuses you ; you were never taught its songs. / your soul dances to the song of violence and rage. / the right thing and the wrong thing are both tantalizing options. / you take and take as everything was taken from you. your hunger will never be satisfied. / for you, love and hate has always been one in the same. / you don't think things like “ is this good or is this bad? ”. you think “ will this help me? will this save me? ”.

deep roots in the ground slashed open in the sun. / rock candy melting in water. / waves rise and leave the foam behind. / the precipice you call home has a tip you’ll reach eventually. / wounds heal, but the scars remain. / happiness is the best front a man can take. / what is happiness? you don't really know. / “ i’ve never seen someone as beautiful as you before. ” / you disagree; they’re more beautiful. / discomfort at the tiniest of touches. / the sky opens up when you see them. / rain comes down. / poppy fields. / your sanity hanging by a thread. / “ oh god, what have I done? ” / roommates weren’t supposed to be the smartest ones of all. / they’ve got a devil on their shoulder and an angel in their mind. / you try to help, but it only got worse. / now they’re dead, it’s all your fault. / adam & eve in the garden. / a temptress in crisp button-downs. / “ fuck, you’ve gone off the deep end, haven’t you? ” / they lie so perfectly you almost forget yourself. / the spark that lit the kindling on your funeral pyre. / sugar and spice and a taste for the dark side. / cruelty was the first thing you were shown; you mirror it now as naturally as breathing. / yves saint laurent black opium on your pillow, a scented cloud drifting behind you like a cape. / you want to help ; you just don't know how. / crisp green apples piled up on the table. / your shoes are sharp, but your wit is even sharper. / what a pretty one, they say. / you laugh without humor. / a soft, hollow spot sits in your chest. / there’s a place you’ll never leave no matter who tries to stop you. / the seat of power fits like a glove. / heavy is the head that wears the crown. / pain is like a familiar comfort. / you share a space, but not a mind. / they think you are weak; you are, maybe. / “ what are you going to do with all of these pills? ” / an empty bird’s nest.

broken pencil tips. / the game was rigged against you from the beginning. / you tried rigging it in your favor. / you don't know how you feel. there are too many words that could describe it for you to ever tell a soul. / there’s an empty paper in front of you that you’ll never fill. / “ we want you to succeed. i hope you can grasp that. ” / “ they weren’t there when it happened. ” / corruption. / there’s a red string tying you together. / the scent of whiskey on the horizon. / “ you’re the best friend i’ve ever had. ” / you've lied so much, you hardly know what the truth is anymore. / who you really are is a mystery, even to yourself. / pink tipped fingers lock in secrecy. / “ you should be seen and not heard. ” / you do your best to be the strongest possible voice. / 99 red balloons drifting through a hazy sky. / you could feel alone in a crowd of hundreds. / nothing you do will ever fix the destruction you caused. / you try to lift your head up, but it’s so much effort. / always walking on sunshine. / as much as others hate you, no one hates you more than you despise yourself. / there’s a million reasons to come down from the clouds, but you can’t be bothered. / your skin is made of steel, because your heart is made of glass. it'll shatter completely if it breaks again. / loon is the word of the day. / hair twisted up with glitter butterfly clips like a haphazard mobile. / you drift, but you know where you’re going. / no one has any dirt on you because you’re infinitely spotless. / you've been chewed up and spit out by this world; you're glad to return the favor. / no one ever saved you. / the empty side of your bed they crawled into when they were nine. / court hearings. / “ I miss you. ” / siblings are a funny thing. / they point out every family-shaped hole in every picture on the mantelpiece. / ivy infiltrating an empty, corroded church. / marble busts faceless & crumbling ; a mirror to your waning sanity. / you will do anything to keep them. tear apart the world, mass murder: all that matters is that you’re together. / a cemetery by the moon, unblessed. / even when you walked one would think you waltzed. / madmen know nothing, but you should have seen me. / every day is a new adventure. / my blood ran cold, ice cold. / power corrupts.

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caught in a tangled web that you made for yourself. / the softest palms that never want to touch you until after a bottle of wine. / being shown kindness feels worse than pain does. / “ just braid your hair if you won’t brush it, at least, you useless girl. ” / pulling on your skirt with one hand as you shuffle away. / “ you’ll get it done before the day is up. ” / your reflection both pleases and sickens you. / guilt that isn’t yours to have. / it’s a crooked game, but it’s the only one in town. / chains. / “how could you do this to me?” / the sharp sting of guilt. / you feel something even though you’re paid to do the opposite. / you wish more than anything that you could just make everything okay. but things have never been okay for you. / the family you never had. / falling backwards through time. / quicksand. / drowning, but you don’t save yourself. / “ you’re getting better. ” / “ they smile like a snake.” / you’re the stars and the sky. / there’s a part of you that couldn’t stay away even if you were forced to. / they are your wings, there’s no doubt there. / “ let’s take off somewhere. let’s fly. ” / you edge a bit too close to the sun. / another ghost to take your place after every stumble. / morality confuses you ; you were never taught its songs. / your soul dances to the song of violence and rage. / the right thing and the wrong thing are both tantalizing options. / you take and take as everything was taken from you. your hunger will never be satisfied. / for you, love and hate has always been one in the same. / you don't think things like “ is this good or is this bad? ”. you think “ will this help me? will this save me? ”.

deep roots in the ground slashed open in the sun. / rock candy melting in water. / waves rise and leave the foam behind. / the precipice you call home has a tip you’ll reach eventually. / wounds heal, but the scars remain. / happiness is the best front a man can take. / what is happiness? you don't really know. / “ i’ve never seen someone as beautiful as you before. ” / you disagree; they’re more beautiful. / discomfort at the tiniest of touches. / the sky opens up when you see them. / rain comes down. / poppy fields. / your sanity hanging by a thread. / “ oh god, what have I done? ” / roommates weren’t supposed to be the smartest ones of all. / they’ve got a devil on their shoulder and an angel in their mind. / you try to help, but it only got worse. / now they’re dead, it’s all your fault. / adam & eve in the garden. / a temptress in crisp button-downs. / “ fuck, you’ve gone off the deep end, haven’t you? ” / they lie so perfectly you almost forget yourself. / the spark that lit the kindling on your funeral pyre. / sugar and spice and a taste for the dark side. / cruelty was the first thing you were shown; you mirror it now as naturally as breathing. / yves saint laurent black opium on your pillow, a scented cloud drifting behind you like a cape. / you want to help ; you just don't know how. / crisp green apples piled up on the table. / your shoes are sharp, but your wit is even sharper. / what a pretty one, they say. / you laugh without humor. / a soft, hollow spot sits in your chest. / there’s a place you’ll never leave no matter who tries to stop you. / the seat of power fits like a glove. / heavy is the head that wears the crown. / pain is like a familiar comfort. / you share a space, but not a mind. / they think you are weak; you are, maybe. / “ what are you going to do with all of these pills? ” / an empty bird’s nest.

broken pencil tips. / the game was rigged against you from the beginning. / you tried rigging it in your favor. / you don't know how you feel. there are too many words that could describe it for you to ever tell a soul. / there’s an empty paper in front of you that you’ll never fill. / “ we want you to succeed. i hope you can grasp that. ” / “ they weren’t there when it happened. ” / corruption. / there’s a red string tying you together. / the scent of whiskey on the horizon. / “ you’re the best friend i’ve ever had. ” / you've lied so much, you hardly know what the truth is anymore. / who you really are is a mystery, even to yourself. / pink tipped fingers lock in secrecy. / “ you should be seen and not heard. ” / you do your best to be the strongest possible voice. / 99 red balloons drifting through a hazy sky. / you could feel alone in a crowd of hundreds. / nothing you do will ever fix the destruction you caused. / you try to lift your head up, but it’s so much effort. / always walking on sunshine. / as much as others hate you, no one hates you more than you despise yourself. / there’s a million reasons to come down from the clouds, but you can’t be bothered. / your skin is made of steel, because your heart is made of glass. it'll shatter completely if it breaks again. / loon is the word of the day. / hair twisted up with glitter butterfly clips like a haphazard mobile. / you drift, but you know where you’re going. / no one has any dirt on you because you’re infinitely spotless. / you've been chewed up and spit out by this world; you're glad to return the favor. / no one ever saved you. / the empty side of your bed they crawled into when they were nine. / court hearings. / “ I miss you. ” / siblings are a funny thing. / they point out every family-shaped hole in every picture on the mantelpiece. / ivy infiltrating an empty, corroded church. / marble busts faceless & crumbling ; a mirror to your waning sanity. / you will do anything to keep them. tear apart the world, mass murder: all that matters is that you’re together. / a cemetery by the moon, unblessed. / even when you walked one would think you waltzed. / madmen know nothing, but you should have seen me. / every day is a new adventure. / my blood ran cold, ice cold. / power corrupts.

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Abilities/Weaknesses (Demon boi)

I don’t have much to do... So I might as well get these down on a post.

Abilities. 

Entering Hell. As a demon, he can access the realm of Hell.

Inflicting Pain. He has the ability to amplify someone’s pain or cause pain by simply touching the person.

The Tail. His long fluffy tail is extremely powerful despite its cuddly looks. If he were to ever participate in combat, using his tail would definitely be his first option. The tip of it is also powerful, as it can stab and tear through victims with ease.

Injecting poison. With the tip of his tail, he can inject poison into someone if he manages to keep it penetrated into flesh for at least three seconds. The poison may or may not be lethal depending on the amount injected. If it's mild poisoning, then the person can prepare to have episodes of vomiting, sweating, shivering, confusion, and fever dreams.

Burning. Another tail-related power: he is able to burn someone with steam from his tail. Usually, he will do this while constricting his victim.

Fangs. Like his tail, his fangs are ridiculously powerful, and they could tear through flesh with ease.

Flying and Floating. With his wings, he is able to soar through the sky as much as he pleases. However, these are proven to be useless and purely for aesthetic when he is able to float as well. He can easily change his weight to that of a feather or balloon and fly that way.

Telepathy. Kiibo can communicate with others through their minds whether they agree to it or not.

Hacking Electronic Systems. He can mess with a person by literally possessing a TV, phone, computer, etc. and make whatever he desires to occur.

Shape-shifting. He can shape-shift into just about anything he pleases -- mainly living things or people.

Reaping and Collecting Souls. Whether the person is dead or alive, Kiibo is able to rip their soul out whenever he chooses to. Taking their souls when they are alive causes excruciating pain to the victim as their life slowly and painfully slips away.

Body Possession. He has the power to possess someone's body. However, due to the harmfulness of this, he tends to shy away from it.

Causing Hallucinations and Other Bodily Harm. If he chooses to do so, Kiibo has the ability to drive someone insane with hallucinations and disorder, manipulating their emotions in the process. He can also cause bodily harm whether it is physical or invisible -- examples being claw marks or overwhelming fatigue.

Fire. Kiibo has the power to breathe fire from his mouth -- either for attacking someone or roasting meat.

Temperature Endurance. Fire, boiling water, steam -- you name it, Kiibo can endure it due to his demonic adaptations. He's perfectly fine with bathing in fire as it won't affect him at all.

Weaknesses.

Tail Length. Due to the length of his tail, it's very easy for someone to grab it whenever they please. This is best done when he's off guard and unable to react by lashing his tail around.

Tail Pets. No, seriously -- this isn't a joke. Any form of gentle rubbing, scratching, or petting of his tail will cause him to freeze up in surprise for a few seconds.

Excessive Light. He will wince if there are excessive amounts of light in his presence. It physically pains him to be around it and look at it.

Kind Nature. Though a (mostly) kind nature may seem like a strength from the surface, it can also be a weakness if he's being compared to other demons.

Chains From Heaven. If a rope or chain is shrouded with Holy magic, he will be unable to use his powers if he's tangled up in one.

The Neck. An extremely sensitive area that is understandably protected by a collar. However, if someone aims correctly enough, they might be able to access his neck.

Salt. Depending on the amount, surrounding him in salt or forcing him to make contact with it will become increasingly painful. As it does with most demons, it causes him to feel an intense stinging/burning sensation. Salt can also be used to force him out of someone’s body -- and afterwards he will grow ill.

Cold Temperatures. Since he’s so adapted to the heat, he’s very vulnerable to the opposite temperature. 

Anything related to Heaven or “Holiness”. Anything relating to “miracles”, Heaven, and “Holy spirits” will cause him to start vomiting blood and black substances. Angels sometimes apply to this depending on their personality. 

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caught in a tangled web that you made for yourself. / the softest palms that never want to touch you until after a bottle of wine. / being shown kindness feels worse than pain does. / “ just braid your hair if you won’t brush it, at least, you useless girl. ” / pulling on your skirt with one hand as you shuffle away. / “ you’ll get it done before the day is up. ” / your reflection both pleases and sickens you. / guilt that isn’t yours to have. / it’s a crooked game, but it’s the only one in town. / chains. / “ how could you do this to me? ” / the sharp sting of guilt. / you feel something even though you’re paid to do the opposite. / you wish more than anything that you could just make everything okay. but things have never been okay for you. / the family you never had. / falling backwards through time. / quicksand. / drowning, but you don’t save yourself. / “ you’re getting better. ” / “ they smile like a snake.” / you’re the stars and the sky. / there’s a part of you that couldn’t stay away even if you were forced to. / they are your wings, there’s no doubt there. / “ let’s take off somewhere. let’s fly. ” / you edge a bit too close to the sun. / another ghost to take your place after every stumble. / morality confuses you ; you were never taught its songs. / your soul dances to the song of violence and rage. / the right thing and the wrong thing are both tantalizing options. / you take and take as everything was taken from you. your hunger will never be satisfied. / for you, love and hate has always been one in the same. / you don't think things like “ is this good or is this bad? ”. you think “ will this help me? will this save me? ”.

deep roots in the ground slashed open in the sun. / rock candy melting in water. / waves rise and leave the foam behind. / the precipice you call home has a tip you’ll reach eventually. / wounds heal, but the scars remain. / happiness is the best front a man can take. / what is happiness? you don't really know. / “ i’ve never seen someone as beautiful as you before. ” / you disagree; they’re more beautiful. / discomfort at the tiniest of touches. / the sky opens up when you see them. / rain comes down. / poppy fields. / your sanity hanging by a thread. / “ oh god, what have I done? ” / roommates weren’t supposed to be the smartest ones of all. / they’ve got a devil on their shoulder and an angel in their mind. / you try to help, but it only got worse. / now they’re dead, it’s all your fault. / adam & eve in the garden. / a temptress in crisp button-downs. / “ fuck, you’ve gone off the deep end, haven’t you? ” / they lie so perfectly you almost forget yourself. / the spark that lit the kindling on your funeral pyre. / sugar and spice and a taste for the dark side. / cruelty was the first thing you were shown; you mirror it now as naturally as breathing. / yves saint laurent black opium on your pillow, a scented cloud drifting behind you like a cape. / you want to help ; you just don't know how. / crisp green apples piled up on the table. / your shoes are sharp, but your wit is even sharper. / what a pretty one, they say. / you laugh without humor. / a soft, hollow spot sits in your chest. / there’s a place you’ll never leave no matter who tries to stop you. / the seat of power fits like a glove. / heavy is the head that wears the crown. / pain is like a familiar comfort. / you share a space, but not a mind. / they think you are weak; you are, maybe. / “ what are you going to do with all of these pills? ” / an empty bird’s nest.

broken pencil tips. / the game was rigged against you from the beginning. / you tried rigging it in your favor. / you don't know how you feel. there are too many words that could describe it for you to ever tell a soul. / there’s an empty paper in front of you that you’ll never fill. / “ we want you to succeed. i hope you can grasp that. ” / “ they weren’t there when it happened. ” / corruption. / there’s a red string tying you together. / the scent of whiskey on the horizon. / “ you’re the best friend i’ve ever had. ” / you've lied so much, you hardly know what the truth is anymore. / who you really are is a mystery, even to yourself. / pink tipped fingers lock in secrecy. / “ you should be seen and not heard. ” / you do your best to be the strongest possible voice. / 99 red balloons drifting through a hazy sky. / you could feel alone in a crowd of hundreds. / nothing you do will ever fix the destruction you caused. / you try to lift your head up, but it’s so much effort. / always walking on sunshine. / as much as others hate you, no one hates you more than you despise yourself. / there’s a million reasons to come down from the clouds, but you can’t be bothered. / your skin is made of steel, because your heart is made of glass. it'll shatter completely if it breaks again. / loon is the word of the day. / hair twisted up with glitter butterfly clips like a haphazard mobile. / you drift, but you know where you’re going. / no one has any dirt on you because you’re infinitely spotless. / you've been chewed up and spit out by this world; you're glad to return the favor. / no one ever saved you. / the empty side of your bed they crawled into when they were nine. / court hearings. / “ I miss you. ” / siblings are a funny thing. / they point out every family-shaped hole in every picture on the mantelpiece. / ivy infiltrating an empty, corroded church. / marble busts faceless & crumbling ; a mirror to your waning sanity. / you will do anything to keep them. tear apart the world, mass murder: all that matters is that you’re together. / a cemetery by the moon, unblessed. / even when you walked one would think you waltzed. / madmen know nothing, but you should have seen me. / every day is a new adventure. / my blood ran cold, ice cold. / power corrupts.

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AESTHETIC :  natural landscapes.

fluffy, white nimbus clouds. dark, grey cumulonimbus clouds.  rain clouds.  a hurricane. light spring breeze.  hazy yellow skies. deep blue ponds of fresh water. blankets of sparkling snow.  tornado winds.  monsoon flooding.  rich, orange sunsets.  soft, purple clouds at dusk. heavy hail.  the rumbling of thunder.  icy sleet.  gentle snowfall.  moss-dusted tree bark. pink sunset clouds.

grey winter skies.  navy blue skies in the daytime.  cool mist in the morning.  leaf-bare trees.  giant ocean waves.  the full moon.  a cracked, dry desert.  rolling hills of prairie grass.  sweeping waves of briny seawater.  rocky, steep ravines.  rippling canyon walls.  spindly cave stalactites.  creeping, green ivy.  lush canopies of leafy trees.  dense, white fog.  a peaceful creek of clear water.  flowering cacti, catching light in the morning sun.  a bubbling, hot pool of volcanic sulfur. sharp, grey mountainsides.  fossils nestled in chunks of rock.  a white sand beach. deep imprints of animal tracks in the dirt.

soft, squishy moss.  uniform rows of birch trees in winter.  delicate mushrooms popping up in spring from beneath the decay on the forest floor.  tumbleweeds jerking in the faintest wind across the desert landscape.  light rain.  summer wildfires.  a mixing of hot and cool air before a storm.  silent lightning in the static of summer heat.  a windy blizzard.  thick flakes of snow tumbling down from the sky.  a tree standing alone in a barren, yellow field.  a desert of loose sand and tall, orange dunes.  a pure blue sky.  a river of molten rock.  a grove of flowering trees. twisting, mangled roots sticking up from the muddy ground.

bitter, cold winds.  tumultuous skies of stormy clouds.  branches of lightning, ripping across the sky. a foggy swamp.  the tree-bare foothills of a mountain range.  sandy brown cliff sides.  rocky coastlines. the violent shaking of an earthquake.  the mysterious sound of ethereal trumpets in the sky.  the lights of the auroras borealis and australis.  a black sand beach.  a lone tropical island in the reef of shallow, aqua waters.  underwater volcanic vents.  a herd of migrating mammals. tree branches growing heavy with ripe fruit. light streaming down through the clouds. a field of lush grain waving peacefully in the summer breeze.  the sound of insects and frogs teeming in the night.  natural disaster.

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𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐀𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐂 ; 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒

bold what applies, italic what sometimes applies and strike what never applies. feel free to add on! [source]

𝐇𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬.

being unable to stop smiling. laughter. bear hugs. happy tears. waving arms around. dancing. contently sighing. eyes twinkling. laugh lines. childlike playfulness. skipping. talking more. affection. cracking more jokes than usual. gesturing more when talking. higher pitched voice. squealing. jumping around. clapping.  

𝐒𝐚𝐝𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬.

tearing up. self-hugging. one-arm cross. an aching chest. scratchy throat. a runny nose. turning away. deep breaths. quivery smiles. crying. infantile sobbing. hands gripping each other or an object. covering mouth. puffy eyes. eyes appear red. running makeup. voice breaking. a distant or empty stare. monotone voice. asking for comfort. faking a smile. crumbling. shaking. whimpering. depression. abusing an unhealthy habit. withdrawing from others. big teary eyes. doing something even if it could hurt them.

𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫.

furrowed brows. baring teeth. passive-aggressive comments. avoiding eye contact. sarcasm. headache. sore muscles. hiding clenched fists. irritability. jumping to conclusions. raising voice. going silent. demanding immediate action. keeping it all in until exploding. body tensing. making risky decisions. middle finger.

𝐅𝐞𝐚𝐫.

wanting to flee or hide. what-ifs. images of what-could-be flashing in mind. uncontrollable trembling. rapid breathing. screaming. a skewed sense of time. irritability. keeping silent. denying fear. turning away from the cause. pretending to be brave. nail-biting. lip-biting. scratching skin. a joking tone but a voice that cracks. fainting. insomnia. panic attacks. exhaustion. substance abuse. tics. rushing adrenaline. face draining of colour. hair lifting on the back of the neck.feeling rooted to the spot. making body as small as possible. staring but not seeing. crying. a shrill voice. whispering. gripping something or someone. stuttering. flinching at noises. pleading.

𝐄𝐱𝐡𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧.

constantly yawning .blurring words together. dark circles or lines under eyes. mood swings. hallucinations. calling people by the wrong name. dizziness. denying they’re tired. slow blinking. trouble concentrating. stumbling. leaning on a doorframe for support. sluggish movements. falling asleep someplace that isn’t a bed. becoming irritated by the smallest things. “i’m awake, i’m fine.” shaking so bad they spill their drink. fall asleep in their clothes. lay their head on the table because they’re so tired. passing out.

tagged by: no one tagging: @parieha​ , @veritcs​ , @rashamon​​ , @arrowsfly​​

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people as underrated things

embroidered curtains: morning routines, trying to be neat and tidy but failing, thin white shirts left on the floor, crunchy apples on long walks, pressing flowers in book and forgetting about them, lots of spices and herbs.

chipped teacups: messy hair, walking barefoot through the forest, charming smiles, old family recipes and plants all over the house. graceful dancing and jumping on beds.

worn-out notebooks: paint-stained fingers, candy lover, leaving prints on mud, singing softly in the morning, drawing on mirrors, keeping secrets and dancing with trees, picking berries from dewy bushes.

mismatched socks: creative spirit, holding hands at night, whispering sweet words to small creatures in the woods, piles of books spread all over the room, cozy overalls and warm jumpers, taking a long walk and looking for faes after the sun sets.

odd button: pockets full of wonders, kitchen covered in flour, falling in love with nature, the smell of wildflowers, honey and cinnamon, wax seals and mischievous eyes, playing hide and seek during rainstorms.

flower garlands: playful breeze in the afternoon, sunlight shining through the trees, skipping happily over puddles, mugs and plates abandoned on a desk, oversized jackets and colourful marbles, writing poetry on napkins.

tagged by: i found it tagging: @veritcs , @clownd , @agravaki , @rashamon

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🕊👼🏼 types of angels 👼🏼🕊

seraph: stays up too late every night, stubborn & strong minded, playfully sarcastic, pretty voices, every piece of clothing they own is either black white or grey, succeeds at anything they try, reads a lot, makes others envious without trying, often told they’re intimidating, ink stained hands, gets asked what’s wrong when nothing’s wrong, listens to music on high volume, over sized t-shirts

cherub: small but powerful, slightly short temper, loud laughter, hates confrontation, defends anyone who needs it no matter what, underestimated at times, lover of anything pink, doesn’t like to be alone, gets excited when they see dogs, always seems optimistic but struggles to smile sometimes, loves spring and watching flowers grow, short attention span, hates arguments and loud voices

throne: can seem awkward but is just quiet and shy, blushes easily, has a soft smile, nostalgia, hangs polaroids on their walls, listens to classical music, morning person, enjoys nature walks, collects little memorable things, a comforting aura hangs around them, listens to records instead of cds, charm bracelets, reads & writes poetry, calls everyone angel, smiles at random strangers on the street when they pass, doesn’t open up easily

dominion: old souls, enjoys their alone time, mom friends but tries to hide it, worries too much, very neat, nice handwriting, likes to stay on schedule and routine, the one everyone comes to for advice, can seem serious but is actually very funny, passes classes without studying, gets happy when they see babies & children, nervous before things but when they happen they do perfectly, gardens and knits, treats their friends like family

virtue: disappears from time to time and no one knows where they go, messy but can always find things, would die for any animal, wants to be reborn as a star, forgets things constantly, knows every constellation, always gives others compliments no matter if it’s a stranger or not, loves rainy days, deep thoughts @ 3 am, lives chaotically but still eats healthy, does assignments the day before, asks a lot of questions but they’re just curious about everything, wants to know the meaning of life

power: red lipstick & leather, likes night more than day, strongly independent, can get quite fearsome when angry, quiet voices, blunt and always tells it like it is, forgives but never forgets, loyal to people they love until they die, can’t stand seeing others hurt, teaches self love to others, deserves the world

principality: loves being outside more than inside, has a knack for gardening and growing things, picks fresh fruit, always bare footed, plays in the puddles when it rains, stops to feed stray cats & dogs, visits art museums any time they can, wiser than they look, great at philosophy and teaching things to others, naturally creative and brilliant, extremely inspirational even if they don’t know it

archangel: can look intimidating and hard to approach but is actually kindhearted and friendly, fierce and relentless when it comes to something they care about, complex and difficult personalities, leaders, good with their words and always know what to say, incredibly loyal, understanding and empathetic of anything others are going through, can be unpredictable at times

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Aesthetics ↳ Sigma  -  Casino  Manager  ;  Decay  of  Angels  Member   ↳ “ The trick to negotiation was to hold all the cards going in and, even if you didn’t, to try to look as though you did  ”

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fill this with what you most associate with your muse in each of these ( some slightly unusual )  categories !

spice:   vanilla weather:   Partially cloudy & windy , cool temperatures , comfortable weather primary colour:   blue colour of the sky:   the soft blues & purples of evening  ,  or the light grey overcast animal crossing animal:   Brewster magical power:   probability manipulation shoe:  his own shoe style bc its a real thing, i spent 4 hours googling abt them houseplant:   purple passion plant blade weapon:   clip point knife school subject:   greek mythology (college)  ,  literature   social media:   instagram makeup product:  concealer  candy:   orange-chocolate tangible fear:   Fear of handcuffs, which is a form of Merinthophobia ice cube shape:   crescent  method of long-distance travel:   airplane art style:   intricate historical period:   i have no idea, 800 BC era mythological creature:   Ἀγαθοδαίμων (a greek spirit offering companionship, aid, wisdom, and good luck to those they chose, and only ever choose one person at a time for as long as that person lives) piece of stationary:   black ink pen three emoji combination:   💞 😨 ✨ celestial body:   stars (specifically the sun) rom com archetype:  idk any rom-coms so i have no idea

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lesser deity from Greek mythology aesthetics

bold what applies - italicize sometimes. tag some friends to play along! && repost don’t reblog!

EROS: • scornful jealousy • pink • presents a certain decorum • heavy air in a nightclub • has a tattoo they regret • sex & love therapist for their friends • juvenescent • uses enchantments • aloof • wears rose-coloured glasses • velvet, latex, & lingerie • milk baths with champagne bubbles • impetuous in love • intense eye contact is a sport • kinky • soft lips • wears stacked rings • sets fashion trends • graceful movements • marble floors • heavy perfume or cologne • deeply emotional • born glamorous

HECATE: • prefers canine companions • wears symbolic jewelry • can see spirits • melting wax • uses hexes • feels most comfortable at night • smell of cinnamon • moonlight • red wine • understands poisons & herbs • collects bones or feathers • partakes in rituals • black • fog at night • is aware of their shadow self • embraces the unknown • enjoys collecting secrets • approves of necromancy • meditates • has prophetic dreams • lace • knowing too many secrets • fishnet stockings  

PAN: • enjoys poetry & prose • wool • smell of decaying leaves in autumn • prefers to be barefoot  • tends to overindulge  • easily excitable • thriving in social circles • loves being around campfire  • antlers • dirt paths • the sound of wind chimes • penchant for sticky fingers • pine trees • stamina for days • falls in lust • vagabond • physically stronger than given credit for • foxglove • welcomes luxury • non-confrontational • charming words • talking to animals • nature for jewelry  

NEMESIS: • angry • protective of their values • balance & harmony • looks like an angel but isn’t • more perceptive than people realize • snow capped mountains • grey • wears leather • silver jewelry • likes snakes • can’t stand ignorance • believes in retribution • analytical of own emotions • well read • marble columns • has very rigid morals • bruised knuckles • humorous under the sarcasm • clean workspace • everything in moderation • cold morning air • resting glare face • fluent in curse words

HYPNOS: • very calm demeanor • easily overwhelmed • relaxing is their vice • transactional friendships • has a soft voice • head in the clouds • carries drugs with them • has a sibling they’re close with • drawn to winged animals • lavender • has plush furniture/blankets  • starry eyed • horrible money management  • gives amazing hugs • dreaming big as a full time job • wears comfy or loose clothes • existential questions • not good at memory based skills • fairy lights • can’t sleep somewhere unfamiliar • crystalline chandeliers • dislikes bright sun • fluttering eyelashes

IRIS: • life’s a technicolor spectrum • has a lot to say • beaming smiles • always has candy with them • flirting by accident • walking to the beat of their own drum • gossamer curtains • has a surprising amount of connections • blushes very easily • confident laughter • uses a staff • fresh fruit slices • decorated handwritten letters • a social chameleon • blood made of honey • treating people with kindness • sentimental heart  • vases full of wildflowers • feels fulfilled when helping others • has a healing aura • always travelling • stained glass windows • just trying to be a good person 

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tagging: @abilityforged​ , @outcaste​ , @chrysanthea​ / @praesidii​ , @engravite​ , @florabled​

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LITTLE CHARACTER THINGS

just a fun little character game. fill in the below categories with 3-5 THINGS that your character can be identified by. repost & tag away !

EMOTIONS: confident, passionate, charming, secretive, panicked, 

GREETINGS: warm smiles & kind eyes , welcoming gestures , firm but nice handshakes

COLORS: blues, whites, golds, silvers, blacks

CLOTHING:  unique suits, sweaters, dangling earrings, 

OBJECTS: mythology books , cards & dice , beautiful handpainted masks,   chains (broken an unbroken),  

VICES: lies, murder, gambling,

BODY LANGUAGE: graceful movements, seems to dance over the ground like a forest spirit, confident but welcoming , maintains eye contact and smiles, 

AESTHETICS: angel wings (and falling angels) , vivid sunsets and painted skies, sitting and gazing out  a window, marble statues or other greek architecture 

SONGS:

Gambling Man  - The Overtones Cool Me Down - Margaret Soldier - Fleurie  Casualty  - Hidden  Citizens Panic Room  -  Au/Ra

Tagged by:  i stole it from my other blog Tagging: @antigifted​ , @ravertia​ , @praevari​ , @cirems​ , @somegremlin​ , @corruptedsorrows​

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Character Aesthetic - Bold all that apply and then repost…

SOUNDS.

tinkling of piano keys / the click of a lock / an engine starting, stalling / sinful whispers / stifled sobbing / the rattle of death / alarm blaring / a siren call / Spanish guitar strumming / loud laughter at midnight / banshee screeching / drunk hiccuping / the giggle of a child / rolling thunder / disdainful chuckling / bones creaking / carefree whistling / singing off key / flesh hitting concrete / white noise / a mirror cracking / laboured breathing / a groan of pain / waves lapping at the shore / the roar of a lion / pages turning / swords clashing / deep humming / birds chirping / dial tone / tongue popping / fingers tapping a surface / crystals breaking / music turned up to the limit / raindrops on a roof / angry yelling / yawning at noon / horns going off / ravens talking / bubblegum bursting / splashing water / tea kettle squeal / militia drums / wolves howling / slow, sarcastic clapping / soprano notes / whispering pleas / Gregorian chants / mournful cries

VISUALS.

filled notebooks / dogeared books / clean shaves / empty stares / sleeping at a desk / the witching hour / driving all night / restless tides / broken windows / coffee any time / freshly baked goods / bonfires / lounging felines / circles under your eyes / bedhead / tangling in the sheets / leather jackets / paint stains / music sheets / too many tabs to find the music / weary brows / card games / messy ponytails / strained smiles / unsent texts / heart on your sleeve / slow dancing in the rain / star gazing / torn jeans / piles of clothes / filled bookshelves / hurricanes / chapped lips / cliff diving / the lights in Venice / stolen kisses / poet shirts / half melted candles / empty coffee mugs / hot tea / unlaced boots / shameless flirting / too young to be so old / laced fingers / eyes in the trees / bloody knuckles / french letters / neon lights / ivy covered balconies

SCENTS.

burnt leaves / Turkish coffee / spiced rum / moss / vanilla beans / freshly cut grass / decay / sea salt / strawberries and cream / cinnamon / honey / copper / pineapple / wet dog / pine needles / wood shavings / rain-soaked bark / something sharp, indefinable / Russian tea / dandelions / squeezed limes / Italian wine / freshly laundered clothes / coming rain / hardtack and gruel / roasting flesh / something cloying in the chest / ichor / lilies in spring / pollen / damp clothes / meat pies / greasy coins / curdled milk / leather / bone marrow / wet cement / rice cakes / open paint cans / cocoa leaves / tar / apples / sandalwood cologne / orchids / molded onions / cheap perfume / mistletoe / rubber on fire / grave dirt / old books / new books / melting plastic / roses / poison oak / sea cucumbers / peppermint hand cream

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