mercurialtongued
last-born son
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18+. Call me Lou. Secondary blog, I follow from Astrophagia. transmasc lesbian get into it.
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mercurialtongued · 1 day ago
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Natural druzy Amethyst crystals with Haematite Inclusions Locality: Boekenhouthoek, Mkobola, Mpumalanga, South Africa
Collection: Macro_crystals
Photo: Matthew Parshchikov
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mercurialtongued · 3 days ago
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Back when I lived in the south of the US, I used to frequent BDSM dungeons. There would be many from different flocks of life wearing gear (or none at all), and the two owners of the one I used to go to the most often were people I had done bondage scenes with on the occasion (I've had my chest lit on fire, I've had electricity ring through my body, etcetc).
Oftentimes, I would get into scenes with trusted individuals and walk away with knife marks, ropes long-gone etched into my skin. The only time I have ever felt close to getting into subspace was when I was hogtied on the floor, a person using me as demonstration to other would-be riggers (teaching where to tie to make sure nerve damage was less likely, consistently checking in with me to make sure I was comfortable and asking if any of my limbs were falling asleep or if breathing became unmanageable).
I have one memory inscribed in my brain. I had a knife as large as my torso dig into my skin and leave sting marks all over. My limbs tied, my body pliable. The man would kiss me at random while the dagger ached into me. I remember coming out of it after the scene was over, I remember the group of 20 onlookers watching that I had completely not noticed until coming out of the scene. I remember coming out of it and thinking of Dionysos but not feeling him *with* me, in the sense. There were many times that had happened. This was 6 years ago.
And I look back now, our relationship obviously has deepened. I see him more clearly in that moment than I did those years ago. Like gleaming eyes in bushes - like a predator watching the onlookers. the Watcher of watchers. Coming out of barely dipped in subspace and feeling his eyes in the dark corners of the room -- the procession of men seeing me bleeding and none being allowed to touch me -- He is the furthest back in the room in the darkest area and Watching everything and everyone. I would walk naked and bloodied and stinging and no one would bother me unless I began. I'd get home safe and make soup and bath and drink before sleeping. Wild lol.
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mercurialtongued · 4 days ago
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Rebecca Léveillé-Guay
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mercurialtongued · 8 days ago
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my atheist father just asked me if Hekate has reached out to me yet
hello
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mercurialtongued · 10 days ago
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Dionysus!!
He was very fun to draw, I really like to use combination on yellow and purple :]
Drew him with horns as a reference to his older versions throughout the history
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mercurialtongued · 10 days ago
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Dionysus, Eater of Raw Flesh
Bloody version under the cut 🩸
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I've only really drawn happy drunk Dionysus so I wanted to make something that showed the other side of his personality
I remember when I first got into Greek mythology reading that Dionysus was also the god of madness and I was like ok, like going crazy drunk or what and then reading about him possessing his followers, driving people to insanity, or tearing apart live animals or PEOPLE and then EATING THEIR FLESH RAW?? I was like Dio chill 😭 There's a myth I can't remember the exact details to but it was something like a king goes to Dionysus and is like "Could you maybe stop taking women up to mountains to throw massive ragers where you get drunk and tear apart live animals with your bare hands, it's kind of freaking people out" and then Dionysus is like "You are extremely fucking selfish" and then drove the guy to go crazy and cut his own limbs off or something. Don't get in the way of Dionysus' good time i guess
I like to think this is his "true" self, untamed and wild and bloodthirsty, and that the other gods are always trying to placate him with wine to keep him in a happy/sleepy drunk state to keep him from going off and causing chaos lol
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mercurialtongued · 18 days ago
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I've been encouraged for years to call on him when I need to, dared me to do it when I just desired to.
My anxiety was incredibly high last night and weed wasn't working. I felt so awake and exhausted. I have always worried about being a burden and bothering him, but I know that's the furthest thing from the truth.
I called out to him and immediately felt pressure. I saw my naked heart beating frantically and his clawed hand squeeze it as it began to slow its beating. My mind felt hazy like when you fight sleep. After fitful tossing and turning, I fell asleep in what seemed like a minute. I caught glimpses of his face grinning at me as my mind's eye tried to follow his visage, swirling into fractals and darkness.
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mercurialtongued · 18 days ago
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romance can be horrific and the horrific can be romantic btw. hope this helps.
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mercurialtongued · 24 days ago
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Mary Oliver, from a poem titled "Whelks," featured in Devotions: Selected Poems
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mercurialtongued · 25 days ago
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Star eater
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mercurialtongued · 26 days ago
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actually no, we're not "dating". we're bound together for infinity. like the stars. so, fuck you, actually.
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mercurialtongued · 1 month ago
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it's kinda wild how different the culture is around free readings now. I remember doing it in 2012/2013 on here and now when I offer it someone will immediately, without asking, give me their initials, astrological sign, and almost always ask about future spouse (which I don't even really believe. the future is malleable and the person you marry could be the person you end up divorcing).
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mercurialtongued · 1 month ago
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*holds you in my mouth perfectly safe between my sharp teeth bc i love you*
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mercurialtongued · 1 month ago
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The Neighbors Are Getting Drunk and Singing in the Wheat Fields Again
Keep reading
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mercurialtongued · 1 month ago
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— Fyodor Dostoevsky, Crime and Punishment
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mercurialtongued · 1 month ago
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beyond other messages the one consistent has been buying beads and learning to make jewelry
and I'm reading past entries in my dream journal and there's one from months ago where I presented him beads I chose and asked for his opinions.
so. looks like a creative endeavor hahahaaa
Experimenting before bed to verbally pray for Dionysos' protection and presence during my sleep and in my dreams, inviting him in my heart and mind, my blanket, pillow, and bed.
It's been interesting. Will post about it after continuing it if it's interested.
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mercurialtongued · 1 month ago
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3am photography by briscoepark
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