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To all those who insulted me, called me stubborn and tried to prove me wrong without their only excuse being "this is what it is" without even bothering to check the logic of my argument: suck my fucking dick, bitch, I was right. Again.
@bakerstreetbaggins Y'know, when I first saw this tag, I thought, "Who on Tumblr would tag me?" and then I clicked on your profile and I went, "Kenna, my looooooveee!" So yeah, thanks. This is a new concept to me. Here we go:
Last song: Party Monster by The Weeknd (I listen to him alllllll the time, so not surprising.)
Favourite colour: A range of colours, actually. Autumn shades, lavender, sage, ivory. And naturally, black. I lean most towards black when I can't decide.
Currently watching: GoT S4, rewatching Penny Dreadful with a friend, picking up 2D Disney movies that I didn't have access to in my childhood. (There's probably not gonna be a single-word answer to any of these.)
Spicy/savoury/sweet: All of them, depending on my mood. I can tolerate a lot of spice so it makes it enjoyable rather than problematic for me most of the time, but I'll admit I have a sweet tooth. (I also like to squeeze lemons in my mouth, so I don't know what that makes me 👀)
Relationship status: Single since birth and will probably remain so until all my standards are met.
Current obsession: Endless. Patrochilles, Lamen, Wesper, FirstPrince, Wilmon, Grindeldore — and yeah, this is pretty gay but also — Loki. And food. And makeup and skincare and fashion and crochet stuff and books and trinkets and mythologies and Viking music and Omar Rudberg and Tamino and — you really should have specified "obsession" because it's hard to get me to stop once I get going.
And I'm gonna have to dig through my Tumblr to find some people to tag because I'm not a social butterfly.
I will reblog this till the end of time because I am absolutely a masochist.
"He holds me all night long, pressing my cold hands to his mouth."
I'm still at it my dudes. I am SORRY.
This started as expression practice because my characters tend to have very neutral expressions - then I realised I could make it into a gif! So now you can enjoy Achilles' unending grief on a loop 🙌
For all that I claim not to give a care,
My goodwill like a hallowed offering I bequeath,
That you would return the sentiment in disrepair
Is the thought fettering me in a wreath.
Drawing from the well of my untiring kindness
Is more a despair to my heart than you,
It seems to me that for all iterations of your blindness,
Your pail is brimming with all it withdrew.
Resentment has carried me to enlightenment on its lashes,
That your avarice for my concern is dripping in disdain,
Yet, how am I to refuse your soliciting rehashes,
When every magnanimity seems worth the pain?
Now you cajole from me another inconceivable favour,
Pondering if my contentment resides in being your pawn,
Ultimately, does not the world tend to waver
When the ransom for my service is sought to be drawn?
Hear my riposte then to all your asperse apathy,
For all that your words are laced with venom so wroth,
Your frayed ends meet mine in perfect parody —
Is not all of humanity cut from the same cloth?
But if every compassion is duplicitous in essence,
And your faith in me any feebler than a scintillating jewel,
Then no soul has ever known honest incalescence:
You ever have been so cunning — and I, ever a fool.
we don’t thank egeria enough for giving damen his Dimple. she said on god my son will be a thirst trap for the masses. she said if the heir to throne thing doesn’t work out he can always fall back on marriage. and you know what? she was right. laurent fell in love with him knowing he was homeless broke and sleeping in his car. didn’t even have a country or an army to his name. but he turned on the Dimple and sent the croissant prince to his knees.
damen in those nipple clamps fighting for his life: 🫦🫦🫦