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––poor ivlis' genitalia, man...

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sbiadito replied to your post:

my face is too beautiful for your computer to handle (•̀⌄•́)✧

disgusting

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my chrome crashed when i scrolled down my dash and saw reficul’s face ‘tis fate

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the day i die is when there is a fem satanick and male igls unth

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【 SCUM 】:

       【astéri to pro̱í】  fatal collisions of EARTH-SHATTERING stomps upon cartilage & calcium bear NO EFFECT on impervious creatures damned by even death itself (for who is he to determine gender to the greatest unknown?), so he SINKS his shoe deep into the precious skull of his most beloved toy—beloved in that she continues to amuse him with UNPARALLELED stupidity. NAÏVETÉ on par with IGNORANCE: clumsy missteps that oft lead to an early GRAVE. laugh doth the pale fiend, his looming stature curled forward to inspect the imprints of leathered soles on supple skin; he revels in brief intakes her MISFORTUNE, but all-too quickly faces the ne’erending ENNUI that HAUNTS his gallivanting steps—his constant companion in cosmic strolls. lavender-soothing vibrato whispers ghouls into sandy dreams wherefore but to cause MISCHIEF in lands where sugarplums fail to bear fruit. eased strength exerts brutality whilst crumbs of obsidian & molten lava coalesce with blankets of BLACK, resting the tip of shimmering umbra against a crimson horn, half-tempted to snap it off in a heartless motion;

                                    ❝it never ceases to amaze me                                     how often you forget the futility of                                    your actions. do you have that short                                      of a memory, my dear? or do you                                    really enjoy me stepping on your                                                                    head that much?❞

the idea DANCES upon harsh-tongued syllables that seek to impale & gore, pressing lightly—so, SO lightly—against curved protrusions with bubbling intent built into EVERY nudge. he could do it, but such cruelty is reserved solely for the GODS (tongue sours ASPARAGUS at passing mention of heavenly foes who toy with lives of their creations NARY of remorse) who hath forsaken them long ago; nay, were he to SNAP anything, t’would be his own deity’s twin-tailed soul.

                                      ❝you know, it’s almost sad: you,                                        a born devil consistently crushed &                                       mauled (among other things) by a                                         fallen angel; it’s almost humiliating…                                                                  don’t you think?❞

          “Tch–. Why would I enjoy being stepped on by the      likes of you, who has no birthright as a devil? You weren't      meant for devilry in the first place!”

        ` Flames ignite, from head to toe. Shades of charcoal      burnt to their limit. But, alas, she is limited! For pitch-black      crystallines had derived her of her power. It WAS NOT meant      to be. It is the superiority that is FIRE that should devour all!      Very well she knew that, it could have all gone perfectly if it      weren't for the little gang of pests that meddled with what      was adult matters. Mere children interrupting her plans, as      if it was their playtime. They do not understand at all. The      waste of the powers that the little black diamond held upon      her slim shoulders. It was almost a favor, to strip her of her      powers and of her misery. Can a devil truly be happy with      the idealism of peace? By now, her actions must haunt her.      Such memories must burn her internally, and all she did      was attempt to ERADICATE her being and use her powers      to its SUPPOSED PURPOSE: DESTRUCTION. ( And yet,      everyone sees this is as a PUNISHABLE action. She saw      it as pity&nobility. ) She knew the little girl was destroying      herself, so why not she destroy her?

     She is FURIOUS at the daystar, for he had his own doing      during her invasion of the monochrome world. She knew      he was involved, somehow. Her eyes glared, her teeth,      grit. It was his fault, too. YOU WANT TO CRUSH HIM,      YOU WANT HIM TO STAY OUT OF YOUR WAY. Does      her anger infect even her tongue, for her tone grew much      more IRATE.

          “I don't regret any of it, dear. It is your perception that      is FLAWED. It was supposed to be my victory, if you and      those pests hadn't been there to meddle with my affairs!      I was doing her a favor. If I had been successful, you would      have been the one under MY shoe, MINE! YOU SCUM!”

devouring / fire

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PYROMANTIC

[adjective]

divining by fire or by forms appearing in fire; ability to manipulate flames.

Etymology: from Middle English piromancie < Medieval Latin pyromantīa < Greek pyromanteía, “divination by fire”.

[Emily Balivet - Brigid Imbolc]

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VINDICTIVOLENCE

[noun]

Nonce-word: the desire of revenging oneself or of taking vengeance.

Etmology: from Latin vindicta, “vengeance” + volēns, “wishing”, based on malevolence.

[Jeremiah Ketner - Mistress of Evil]

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sbiadito replied to your post:

// (･ัᗜ･ั)و

٩(๑`^´๑)۶ i hate u too feng-feng

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CADO

[verb]

1. I fall.

2. I die.

3. I cease.

4. I decay.

5. Impersonal: it happens, occurs, befalls, comes to pass.

Etymology: Latin, from Proto-Italic *kadō, from Proto-Indo-European *ḱad-, “to fall”.

[BreeAnn Veenstra - Icarus]

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NEFARIOUS

[adjective]

extremely wicked or villainous; iniquitous.

Etymology: Latin nefārius, “wicked, vile”, equivalent to nefās, offense against divine or moral law.

[Florian Bertmer - Witch King & the Fell Beast]

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sbiadito:

【MALEVOLENT SPECTRE】 No Lissa, I do not want to rp refivlis after mentioning I wanted to write it (ಥ_ಥ )

 ( ´͈ ◡ `͈ ) you said no, so...

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fuck u guys and your siralos april fools my inbox does not deserve these

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feng-feng i will murder u personally if u make a siralos i already have u as a parent on lobco man YOU ALREADY CAUSE ME TOO MUCH PAIN, FENG.

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【 SCUM 】:

                             ❝do i daresee pity toward that airhead?                                                      unbelievable.❞

       “To think you all are snooping around my history      like moths to a flame. I don't need any pity from      anyone. Pity's for the weak.”

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       “All I wanted was my own way and will. Is this what      a moth– no, a god does to their creation? Gods are      horrible. I'll show her... I'll show her that I can make      it without a god or angel alike; that I know what's best      for myself, she'll see!”

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mommy issues

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some other you like whoa man

       Vroom, vroom. there goes the beautiful roar of     her bike. Looking across to her opponents, the fiery     look in her eyes. Lips form a grin of pure confidence.

       And there goes the green flag.

       There she goes, riding the core of her entity. Racing     was her passion. The way she was against the wind,     how she had dominance over the race track. Home.