#file 5 「 𝘎𝘈𝘔𝘌𝘚 」

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GOTHIC LITERATURE — ELIZABETH GREENE ( bold what applies. italicize what sometimes applies. repost, don’t reblog. )

DRACULA. — cold to the touch. flickering light. cold breath upon your neck. billowing white gowns. midnight strolls. pearl trimmed bands. the fall from grace. indulging in your deepest desires. the fear of outsiders. dark imaginations. bloodstained sheets. something lurking in the shadows. the urge to run away. glowing eyes in the darkness. the scent of garlic. preying on the weak. the power to both bring and take life.

THE PICTURE OF DORIAN GREY. ー old bookshelves. kisses on the hand. a drug-induced stupor. the pursuit of pleasure. devotion to the finer things in life. prizing youth and beauty above all. paying the ultimate price. blood red errors painted over in white snow. breaking the heart of the one you love. losing what’s left of your humanity.

FRANKESTEIN. ー frantic sketches. the stench of something rotten. a scream from the woods. unorthodox beliefs. candles burning out. the crunch of leaves. dangerous knowledge. contemplating existence. the chill of winter in your bones. dark ambitions. prometheus reborn. the contrast between life and death.

THE COUNT OF MONTE CRISTO. ー false accusations. taking justice into your own hands. justice. elaborate schemes. playing upon others’ weaknesses. the solitude of the ocean. an ever-changing identity. an alienation from humanity. dissatisfaction in your life. escaping from prison.

Tagged: @pseudodead Tagging: @eternalbane / @enshijou / @backwaterheroics / @celestrahl ( V ) / @jetblackknight

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Get to know me a little!

Last Song: according to youtube it is infected mushroom's "change the formality" Favorite Color: mauve and its varieties Last Book: i havent read a book in a while, the last one i remember trying was the art of war, but i immediately lost it. rip. Last Movie: fast and furious tokyo drift Last TV Show: im rewatching house md right now, close to season 4 Sweet / Spicy / Savory: can it be sweet spicy? The last thing I searched for online: debt consolidation walking pads! Current Obsession: shadow the hedgehog........... Looking Forward To: i bought a walking pad / home treadmill on amazon!

taken from: @thesilverfullcr >:)

[inverdade]

INVERDADE // UNTRUTH — devil may cry | final fantasy vii | mortal kombat | prototype 2009 | more — carrd with guidelines / muse list under cut

multimuse multiverse roleplay blog. independent and private. canon divergent and belligerent. low and sporadic activity. intended for a mature audience. crossover friendly. asks always welcome. preference towards plotted, para/novella length threads.

— written by vetlan | they/them | portugal | 07/98

devil may cry: credo & kyrie

ffvii: angeal, barret, cloud, genesis, dr. grazia ( oc ), kunsel ( sideblog ), prof. hojo

mortal kombat 9 - 11: kenshi, takeda, quan chi, hanzo ( previously on @kcnshi / @whiptrip / @venefikus )

[ prototype ] : dana mercer, elizabeth greene

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WHAT TAROT CARD ARE YOU ?

— CREDO : THE HERMIT

It’s a skill, to look inside yourself, one you have mastered. The endless corridors and shifting thoughts are mapped to very carefully. This all takes time, of course. And those twisting hallways are so very difficult to map. It would be so easy to get lost. You know this space so well. Wouldn’t it be a lovely place to stay? So well-known and comforting. Why go back? How nice, how easy, to dissolve, to hide from the rest of the world and all the people in it. Why bother, when you are so good at looking inside yourself. Like enlightenment, the self. Retreating this far inwards is like retreating just as far out, into the vast ether. So comforting. The thing that was you looks at the thing that was the old woman. There is no you anymore. Goodbye.

— KYRIE : THE LOVERS

Your lover’s back does not look quite the same this morning. No one else would notice the difference, if there even is a difference, but you could swear they have more vertebrae than usual. Something in the breathing, as you stare at them in the morning light. The light in the kitchen is just as warm as it always is, the coffee just as hot, but you cannot meet your lover’s eyes. They kiss you on the forehead, go off to work, shake their keys on the way out as they always do. Did they eat anything this morning? Did they speak? Of course they did. You’re probably losing your mind. You would call your friends to ask, if you had any friends left. You don’t, of course, haven’t for months. You only need each other. You only need them. You haven’t spoken to anyone in months. You count the notches on their back. You watch them breathe. You pray they don’t turn around.

TAGGED BY: @vtriol :3 TAGGING: steal it >:)