sunredamancy

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ooooh i want to kiss you so bad (thinking of you. And religion. And something in the way light looks through stained glass windows. And something about how that light can create multitudes of colors and beautiful shades and reflections without even trying. And something about how you are light. And something about how love is light. And something about how you are love.)

Make a religion out of me. Measure your devotion through rose windows and remembered grace.

Find me in every color that has no name.

Lead-lines and colored shards

make metamorphosis

of common day.

Love:

pure

chromatic

absolute.

How holy this violation— Kneel.

Ruby-throated, cobalt-hearted, and I will have you

pinned under me,

a thousand brilliant deaths imbued in each vein of light.

A holy decree of Love.

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i want to kiss

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you’re mine , if you ever forget , i’ll fucking kill you.

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heh heh … hello there >:3

I SAW YOUR MESSAGE TO MEEEEE!!!! of course id compliment it , you are both so sweet and kind and super duper cool … (,,>﹏<,,) sigh love is so beautiful …

also , i absolutely adore your writing !!! it’s so freakin good … i read through some of your posts and your writing is just so beautiful … ^^

ahh im so sorry if this is weird in any way WWAAAHHH I don’t wanna come across as annoying or creepy or weird i just wanted to say i appreciate your message rrrrraararserrar

nervously writing this , 🎭

Hello, 🎭. Nervous little things are adorable, no worries.

I'm glad you like our love and my writing. There is certain satisfaction: that my flower should draw such adoration to herself.

Besides, what greater power than to make and witness one's devotee herself an idol?

This is a well-appreciated message. Thanks for coming by.

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hey here's a website for downloading any video or image from any website.

works w/ youtube, soundcloud, twitch, twitter (gifs and videos), tumblr (video and audio), and most other websites you're probably lookin to download stuff off of.

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translations, hints and thoughts on my recent DE fanarts.

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Excerpt: "There is no such thing as unconditional love"

Within the continuum of time in which relationships and humans operate, the very unchanging nature of unconditional love would deny accordingly– but wrongly so–the ever-evolving character of love and relation.

In fact, love involves the valuing of the relationship itself – the make-up of different individuals, not just individual qualities. Focusing on the relationship provides a stable foundation that could withstand changing individual characteristics.

Conditionality, in this case, is not about perceiving love as dependent on specific qualities, but the recognition of otherness and boundaries as a whole–where one ends and another begins. There thus exists a temporal void between an individual and another, and accepting said void is essential to building an authentic connection.

True perception necessitates distance. One loves via seeing something exactly as it is, neither more nor less. Authentic love, therefore, requires separation at the same time as the maintenance of connection. This tension is why love requires and is labor: there is work involved in not seeing what you wish to see or fear to see.

This ability to recognize love in all of its contradictions and maintain it is henceforth what I posit as conditional love.

As [Gillian] Rose says, “Acknowledgement of conditionality is the only unconditionality of human love.”

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Just own me already! Stop threatening to take away my autonomy and just do it. Doll will do anything for you, beloved. You just have to ask!

You don't know it, but you hold so much power over your little Doll. It's just a puppet to your every request 🎀

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if i send you a copy of peter / wendy will you watch bb

yes

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fucker with extremely high possessiveness x queer hoe who has NEVER experienced possessiveness or jealousy

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do you even fucking care

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The feeling of brittle air bitting at my fingers. White light fracturing through skeletal branches overhead while sunlight splintered around us. It was caught in my hair, the wool of your coat, in the frost that rimes the edges of dead leaves. Our breaths were clouding in crystalline puffs. The forest swallowed our silence, and the sky was indifferent to the small heat of our bodies.

How many winters have come before this one?

How many companions have stood just so, breath mingling in the cold air—like incense in an empty cathedral?

(The sunlight reminded me of scattered coins on the marble floors of churches.)

The easel's wooden legs sink slightly, its ends buried under heaps of fallen leaves. My fingers went numb.

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come on. . . Aren't you jealous ? Don't you see how they're looking at me, Talking to me ? Why doesn't it make you jealous ?

Don't you want me to be yours ?

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harry dubois would end death note in one episode. he'd be unkillable bc he has no fucking idea what his name is and then he'd go drink driving and accidentally run light over and the killings would mysteriously stop

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The lieutenant gently removes the glasses from your face, setting you free again.

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Transubstantiation.

They wear white cotton. And the altar girls have their fingernails clean as spring while pomegranate seeds and the gnash of saints are caged behind my teeth.

Red staining the corners of my smile.

They say grace while I burn frankincense in my ribcage. Smoke curls through my skin. Heaven sits heavy as mercury on my tongue. I taste the blood-stained hallelujahs and the decay of roses in the grave of my mouth.

Father, forgive me— I've turned your wine back to water, bread to stones. I've scalped lips with love sharpened to cruelty. A virginal altar with peaches rotting in wine. Blood upon blood, my body tasting of altar smoke and ash.

They ask me for mercy, a creature of sublimation. My skin wears thin, and the hunger gnaws through to bone. Endless, naked Erosion. They'll call it eroticism, holding my hunger to their chest. Both the sacrificial fruit and the blade that skins. I bear the weight of a sacrament that threatens to crush me.

But divine light splits me apart. Did you know?– Devotion has many temples. I have found heaven in hands softer than grace. In eyes that see me whole and holy. No altar needs me, no temple binds me; the gods were not so tender as this.

They did not linger to press their lips to my head. Did not cup my face as if it held all the stars. Did not gaze as if I were worth every trembling breath.

I am seen, and I am saved.