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πetter, @breathandshadow. β YOU WANT A BETTER STORY. WHO WOULDN'T?
forbidden fruit in feminine form. utterly wild little thing you are, say the gods. let us tame you. o', divines above: yes! yes, tame her, subdue her, break her, whatever you wish to do [ . . . ] but do not forget her. please, do not. (after everything, am i truly so easy to discard?) silence lingers after comment, heavy as world 'pon shoulders. (world itself as wound, as chain, as rope... yet as heart despite it all.) " yes, i do. " she confesses, in fear of listening fate. " but only sometimes. because if not me, then who will? i suffer, indeed i do, but i would rather i suffer these atrocities than allow another to. though... i suspect that sounds quite foolish, doesn't it? "
since today is world mental health day: please know that you are loved, valued, & appreciated not just by me but by so many others. take care of yourselves both physically & mentally always!!! when i was going through a hard time recently, i had you all here to keep me out of that darkness (as cliche as that sounds) & for that, i am beyond thankful. i have made so many good friends & good memories here from writing remilia through the years, & i hope to continue being your friend / mutual for more years to come. lots of love to you all! β‘
ππΆπΎπΉππππ½, independent οΉ private roleplay blog for a ππππ ππππππππππ original character from the elder scrolls: skyrim. β π€π²π¦π‘π’π©π¦π«π’π°.
β β β β β β β π πππππ ππ . . . what Β you Β love Β is Β your Β fate. Β lifeβs Β bride, Β deathβs Β mistress. Β girlhood Β / Β godhood. Β persephone Β in Β the Β flowers & in Β the Β underworld. Β to Β be Β a Β living Β prophecy. Β death Β & Β the Β maiden. Β to Β have Β a Β wound Β the Β size Β of Β the Β world. Β to be both doomed & loved by the narrative. how Β many Β times Β can Β a Β heart Β break & keep going?Β Β (choosing to live & to love, Β despite Β it Β all.)
πetter, @heireign. β HOW CAN I HELP?
scarlet roses 'pon crown of dark strands: woman o' purity, tainted by worldly cruelty. what misery, she ponders, comes for me? will i survive? will such survival be worth it? phantoms, nameless in rage yet numerable in wrath, surround soul [ . . . ] gnawing, tormenting, whispering what tragedy shall befall her as had befallen them. no! she refuses! she forges own path, she takes back own fate β she haunts the haunting. she narrates the narrative. (rhaenyra targaryen: you have done such a thing too, have you not? taken back what belongs to you? made this story one written by your own hand?) " guidance, " comes mere ghost of word, barely above whisper. sight lifts, oddly resolute despite circumstances. " i... i need your guidance. "
also . whose muse is going to give remilia the nickname / pet name "sugar" <33