#;;muse aesthetic: gray

[jkoccultist]

⁺∘⁎ ꒰ঌ ◜⁺⋆⋎⋆⁺◝ ໒꒱ ⁎∘⁺

𝐈 want you to be 𝓜ine.

[poetryofmuses]

I want to be someone's muse, the object of someone's desires. I want to be something somebody thinks about all day. I want to be painted on a canvas by a painter, to be written in words by a poet. I want to be the inspiration for somebody's art.

[the-heros-sidekick]

❝ went looking for a creation myth, ended up with a pair of cracked lips. ❞

He feels it first at the back of his neck. A buzzing, like the crackling of electricity underneath his skin, reverberating against the hollow of his skull. Something is knocking, making its presence known: A particular kind of evil that had snuck into Stiles’ mind once already, stealing away control over his body. Condemning him to sit back, trapped in his own mind, rendering him powerless. Doomed to watch in horror as his  blood-stained hands wielded sharpened blades against those he loved. They’d gotten him out, though nearly at the cost of his own life—a sacrifice Stiles had been more than willing to make, so long as no one else would get hurt because of him. And yet something must have stayed behind, lodged into the membrane of his skull like a shard of glass. For the longest time he’d managed to keep the horrors contained to only haunt him in the dead of night, leaving him sleep deprived and wrung out, every nerve ending scraped thin. But now, even the light of day no longer offers refuge for Stiles to feel safe. Long gone is the once obnoxiously loud, carefree kid—left in its stead is a man carrying himself with caution, treading quietly across the space between other people’s reality and what lies beyond. He knows there are demons out there listening, waiting for an opportunity to exploit any sign of weakness—a door left slightly ajar, perhaps, much like the door to Stiles’ mind they’d never managed to close. The feeling of impending doom crescendos and Stiles, feeling sick to his stomach with fear, clings desperately to the words he repeats to himself like a mantra. "Nothing gets in unless you let it.” But the words turn to ash in his mouth, memories of past experiences proving him a liar. 

an exploration of Teen Wolf's 𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐒 𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐊𝐈—𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐄 who, after leaving Beacon Hills behind, settled down in New York where he's now considered the FBIs golden boy ― crafted for @fakevz. following canon events of the show with additional headcanons. low activity & very crossover friendly. minors dni. this blog operates in english only. est. 2014 ♗ ©

𝐀 𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐃𝐘 𝐈𝐍: loss of innocence ⊹ comedic sidekick ⊹ overcoming demonic possession ⊹ a morally gray world ⊹ undying loyalty ⊹ survivor's guilt ⊹ agent of chaos ⊹ deflecting with humor

✧  𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐒 ✧ 𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓 ✧ 𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐒

I think I've loved you since I met you. I just mistook it for curiosity.

Ever since I first laid eyes on you, I felt this unquenchable need to know you. I blamed it on ulterior motives, justified it because I needed something from you, because you held the answers I was looking for, because no one else was able to help but you. Looking back on it now though, I'm starting to think that maybe some part of me knew right from the start, that first night I stumbled upon you in the woods, what took me years to see: Maybe my heart recognized that it was going to love you right away, and I spent the years to come catching up with what it knew right from the start. That it was always going to be you. How could it ever have been anyone else? Through mayhem and bloodshed, through fear and loss, through grief and sleepless nights, you were the one constant that remained. When I lost sight of everything—first myself, then reality, then hope—you were the one guiding my way like a beacon, or a north star. If I've ever known peace, it's in all the moments that your hand has touched mine and that your arms have held me tirelessly, putting your body like a shield between me and every inkling of danger. Of all the late-night wonderings of trying to make sense of the last decade (and failing), what remains is this singular thought: At least it was you. At least it was me. At least it was us, together. I'd bear it all a million times over if it meant I got to hold your hand at the end of it all. You are the moment of quiet at the end of a long day, you are breathless laughter, you're the patch of sunlight filtering in through the window that I stand in to warm myself. You are everything good in this world and living proof that there is hope despite it all, and I love you beyond measure.

[alexandriteobscuraarchive]

@vonerde

Sacrifice by Leonardo Bistolfi.

[garden-of-carnations]

I have 4 moods

[kaitlinamberxo]

“Nothing you can take from me was ever worth keeping.”

kaitlin's 100 favorite female muses — 53/100: Lucy Gray Baird

[hiraethsblogs]

The sun can’t be a home, but the sun can make homes. As I kept looking at you, I understood that the entity decided to make a home for me by sending the sun. You are no longer the replica of the sun... You are the sun the world will one day bow to, and I won't be there."

[scumbag-the-hedgehog]

Hi, I'm Missile (26 y/o and EST based). I use any/all pronouns, so go wild! You can find all the relevant tags on this post for your navigational purposes. Looking forward to roleplaying with you!

[sapphiredhearts-a]

the infernal devices tag drop

[yellowsandandshells]

“ the absence of color and of belief ” ...and others

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like & reblog if you use

[shcrbcrtxlcmon]

draco malfoy tag drop

—・✦・— || draco malfoy || hair so white and eyes so gray || visage

[mostardent1y]

TAGS : new

[ lysandra ennar, throne of glass ]

[ amadeus "day" gray, oc ]

[ diana gray, oc ]

[ vivian clark, oc ]

[ zoya nazyalensky, grishaverse ]

[deadbydaywrite]

A NEW SURVIVOR HAS BEEN BROUGHT TO THE FOG!

please welcome to the campfire KATE DENSON.

[halphcs-a]

tags. ٠☽ ❛ ❜

[forever-at-rest-muses]

Test

Testing

ooc;; 🍑𝓹𝓮𝓪𝓬𝓱𝔂🍑

ic Blitzø;; 𝕽𝖔𝖉𝖊𝖔 𝕶𝖎𝖑𝖑𝖊𝖗

ic Stolas Goetia;; ℌ𝔦𝔰 𝔏𝔬𝔯𝔡𝔰𝔥𝔦𝔭

ic Fizzarolli;; 𝒥𝒾𝓏𝓏𝑀𝒶𝓈𝓉𝑒𝓇

ic Stella Goetia;; 𝕾𝖈𝖔𝖚𝖗𝖓𝖊𝖉 𝕷𝖆𝖉𝖞𝖘𝖍𝖎𝖕

ic Charlie Morningstar;; 𝐻𝑒𝓁𝓁𝒾𝓈𝒽 𝒫𝓇𝒾𝓃𝒸𝑒𝓈𝓈

ic Angel Dust;; 𝐻𝑒𝓁𝓁'𝓈 𝒯♡𝓅 𝐵❤𝓉𝓉❤𝓂

ic Valentino;; 𝕭𝖎𝖌 𝕯𝖆𝖉𝖉𝖞

ic Alastor Hartfelt;; 🅳🅾🅽'🆃 🆃🆄🆁🅽 🆃🅷🅰🆃 🅳🅸🅰🅻

ic Vox;; TᖇᑌᔕT ᐯO᙭TEᑕᕼ

psa;; ⚖️𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓭 𝓜𝔂 𝓡𝓾𝓵𝓮𝓼⚖️

aesthetics;; 𝖍𝖊𝖑𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖍 𝖛𝖎𝖘𝖚𝖆𝖑

my art;; 𝓢𝓮𝓵𝓯 𝓟𝓸𝓻𝓽𝓻𝓪𝓲𝓽𝓼

Lore;; ʞooᙠ poo⅁ ǝɥ⊥

rp;; 𝓦𝓻𝓲𝓽𝓽𝓮𝓷 𝓲𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓻𝓼

musings;; 𝓉𝑒𝓈𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝟣 𝟤 𝟥…

asks;; ❔𝓒𝓪𝓽𝓪𝓵𝓸𝓰𝓮𝓭 𝓠𝓾𝓮𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷𝓼❔

gray ask;; 😎𝓐𝓷𝓸𝓷𝔂𝓶𝓸𝓾𝓼 𝓦𝓱𝓲𝓼𝓹𝓮𝓻𝓼😎

psa;; 🍃𝓡𝓮𝓫𝓵𝓸𝓰 𝓯𝓻𝓸𝓶 𝓢𝓸𝓾𝓻𝓬𝓮🍃

promo;; 𝔹𝕣𝕠𝕒𝕕𝕔𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘

rp meme;; 𝖘𝖈𝖗𝖎𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖉

ask starter;; 𝖈𝖆𝖑𝖑 𝖎𝖓𝖘 𝖜𝖊𝖑𝖈𝖔𝖒𝖊

meme prompt;; 𝓈𝑜𝓃𝑔 𝓇𝑒𝓆𝓊𝑒𝓈𝓉𝓈?

one liner;; 𝓈𝓌𝑒𝑒𝓉 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓈𝒾𝓂𝓅𝓁𝑒

crack;; 🤡𝓢𝓲𝓵𝓵𝔂 𝓖𝓸𝓸𝓯𝔂 𝓜𝓸𝓸𝓭🤡

tag dump

[solartomes]

general character tag dump part 4/idk man

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