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OPIUM DEN
Swirling vapors within, Clouding views of your sin… Fantasy Important to me What’s real takes it on the chin! – Opium wrapped up in dreams, Nothing is as it seems…. Faithful friends Have other ends, Feeding themselves off your dreams. – Internet lovers appear, Daily all times of the year…. Ready to sell You dreams as well That they can’t wait to be there! – Letting you buy…
#awash in#better to not look long#Caswell limericks#Caswell poetry#cliche&039;s#disappointing#dreaming#feeding off you#hoped for#idols#inyernet lovers#opium den#paid for#poetry#sacrifices#special foods#swirling#they can&039;t wait#trysts#vapors
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Fading #Poem #GraphicArts #MusicVideo
By Phil Gennuso Arts Lampshades in the dark,covered with our own smoky dreamsof secret trysts and stolen words,all left behind to glow briefly at night,before they slowly melt awayinto the foggy mists of distant memories. The moods, shadows, nostalgia of memory. The beauty of Chopin.
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y'all are always complaining about how gay rep has to be perfect and unproblematic like speak for yourself i personally love it when they try to murder each other
#like.... look i recognise that these things can be harmful BUT I DESERVE SOME FUN TOO#like im so sorry but i have the most intense love hate relationship with the death trope i could never let it go#i love tragedy#hannigram#villaneve#catradora#tamber#tryst six venom#a lesson in vengeance#the handmaiden#evervale#rhaenicent#gallavich#fuffy#hizzie#wlw#mlm#loustat#iwtv
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“William-“
“Once more is all I ask, Steven”
(Literally obsessed with the idea of Royalty!Harringrove, wherein William the stable hand can’t help but take one last visit to Prince Steven’s chambers the night before his lover is wed to the princess of a nearby kingdom)
#give me all of the secrecy and trysts and meeting up in the gardens at dusk PLEASE#dreaming of running away on horseback#whispering in candlelight#there’s just something about medieval and period AUs that get me#harringrove#my art#traditional#Billy Hargrove#steve harrington
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Minos, Rhadamanthus, and Aeacus: "Lord Zeus, you repeatedly broke your marriage vows, having numerous affairs, including with your son's wife--"
Ares: "Wait, what?!"
Hera: "I FUCKING KNEW IT--"
Zeus: "...."
Reader: "Oh, great--"
Hades: *sips wine*
Ares: "You've been fucking my FATHER?!"
Reader: "I don't know what you're yelling at me for, you've been bedding Aphrodite our entire marriage!"
Aphrodite: "I'd rather not be involved in this, thank you--"
Hermes: "I think it's a little late for that, don't you?"
Ares: "THAT'S NOT THE SAME--"
Reader: "HOW IN THE UNDERWORLD IS IT NOT--?"
Minos: "....if we could perhaps focus on--"
Courtroom full of yelling Gods: "NOT NOW."
Zeus: "....I'm going to Tartarus, aren't I?"
Hades: *sips wine*
#blood of zeus#blood of zeus season 2#blood of zeus x reader#the Reader from Trysts popped into my head and I thought damn that would be an awkward thing to come up during Zeus's trial lol#boz zeus#boz hera#boz hades#boz ares#boz aphrodite#boz hermes
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from deauvilleus' instagram story - september 09, 2024.
#just like taylor swift once said#I KEEP RECALLING THINGS WE NEVER DID#MESSY TOP LIP KISS#HOW I LONG FOR OUR TRYSTS#WITHOUT EVER TOUCHING HIS SKIN#why is this giving hot professor?#deleting this later#sebastian stan#sebastianstanedit#sebstanedit#fysebastianstan#sstanedit#stansclan#gbbb
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are people asking him this or is he just volunteering the information
#i said oh i'm sure!!!!!!#obsessed with this man please let him have his vampiric tryst finally#eric bogosian#iwtv
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it was really only a matter of time until edwardian payneland happened and what if i channeled maurice about it. just a little
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Charles is the son of the groundskeeper at St. Hilarion's School for Boys while Edwin is a pupil there. And he can't help but notice Edwin—how he’s nearly always alone, or else being harangued by the cruel older boys who call themselves his peers.
Charles privately thinks they hardly seem equal to him in poise or grace or manner. They are boisterous, brash, crass, violent, all overlaid with a veneer of false propriety, but Charles can see the cracks in it. He knows that sort by how they are inside, and they cannot be like Edwin at all. No, Edwin Paine's got a sad, drawn sort of look about him that Charles can't help recognizing. This lonely boy who feels somehow kindred in a way he can't put a finger on, but is pulled to him all the same, though by rights he'd do better to keep his distance.
Edwin often sits by the lake by himself, to read, or to do his assignments in the shade of the trees. Picturesque as a painting, he is. One day Charles dares to approach him, though he knows the risk in it—prepared to be rebuffed, rebuked for his untoward attention to someone he is meant to ignore; but the boy does not turn him away.
And so they become friends. Tentative, and then less and less so.
Together they explore the school's sprawling grounds, all of whose surprising hiding-places Charles Rowland knows by heart, having wandered them himself for years and made them his own refuge. The woods become theirs; the shore by the lake theirs; the shade of the trees theirs. The attic, where no one comes to look for them in the dead of night, also theirs.
And then one day Charles notices a group of boys surrounding Edwin. The usual cadre, and they're posturing, their voices loud in the autumn air. They’ve ripped Edwin's penny magazine from his grip and are tearing pages out of it, scattering them to be plucked up by the wind. Charles can do nothing else but step in. He shouts at them to back off, puts himself between them and Edwin, and gets himself thrashed for his trouble—but they, at least, finally leave Edwin alone.
Edwin, for his part, cannot believe Charles would be so reckless for his sake. Charles has not yet mentioned to him that he is used to this sort of treatment, and sees worse at home. They sit together in the boathouse by the lake, cross-legged, close enough for Edwin to dab carefully at Charles’ split lip and bleeding knuckles.
“You should not have done that for me,” he chides, though it carries no heat. “What will happen now?” He thinks word is sure to get back to the school, and there will be a scandal. Those boys, who so vocally despise Edwin, will hardly be quiet in their outrage, their humiliation. Charles’ father might be relieved of his post, and then Charles’ family will have to leave St. Hilarion’s. That is how these things go.
And what was it all for? For Edwin? How could it have been worth it?
“Doesn’t matter, does it?" Charles is saying, when Edwin surfaces from his troubled thoughts. "Couldn’t let them treat you like that. They had you five to one. And that, just ‘cause you’re different. I know how it is.” Charles’ eyelashes are very long, and the light turns his eyes a warm, deep amber as he talks fiercely, insistently, in defense of Edwin.
It’s terribly forward, Edwin thinks. And, despite every misgiving, he welcomes it. No one has ever fought for Edwin before. No one has ever spoken about him with such conviction.
Then Charles seems to lapse into pensiveness. “You didn’t have to…” he says softly. "All this." He gestures, with the free hand Edwin isn’t busy wrapping up, at the little bottle of antiseptic, the scissors, the roll of bandages and the cloths, all spread out on the floorboards between them.
“Of course I did,” Edwin says.
Really, he had not given it much consideration. He had had only the presence of mind to memorize the sight of Charles kneeling in the dew-damp grass, angry gaze still spitting fire at the backs of Edwin’s retreating bullies. He’d had blood in his bared teeth, and the briefest flash of desire had seared through Edwin—to kiss him. Merely in thanks, perhaps, but still, to kiss him.
He would know the warmth of Charles’ mouth. Fleeting, forbidden, it would sear itself into his mind for ever.
Of course, he had done no such thing; for he could not. Instead, he’d done the only thing he could do—bent low towards Charles, and squeezed his shoulder once, as if to say, Wait here for me. I will come back to you.
And as he'd turned on his heel and gone off in the direction of the infirmary, leaving Charles there with dusk encroaching, Edwin had hoped Charles understood his gesture for the indelible promise it was.
#dbda#dead boy detectives#dead boy detective agency#payneland#oops new 'verse just dropped i guess#i did ZERO rabbithole research for this particular bit but i fear it has consumed my brain and i may have to write more#the weirdest thing is i wrote it while listening to portugal. the man and you know what. it fucking works. it works. just trust me on this#'stop right now take a minute take your time said i'm living all alone inside a dream'#yes they are in the boathouse. yes they are in fact. what of it. yes there will be telegrams. and trysts.#that's me frothing at the mouth. give edwin his edwardian love story!!!
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#took a tiny break from this comic to finish some jobs but im back into it#someone on patreon said that theyre like charlie's angels but more murderous#someone ELSE on tiktok said they looked like mean girls#which would make ghost regina george for what its worth#both interpretations hold water#also i sorta see this as starting a new arc in the saga#post-locker-room-tryst#interesting dynamics to explore#im very excited#ALSO#this is the first time ive drawn price#isnt that fucking nuts#im sorry it took me so long to get to the resident dilf#i love barry sloane so much#anyway#simon ghost riley#john soap mactavish#konig#captain john price#ghostsoap#ghostsoapkonig#soapbox saga
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I'm just saying... they're responsible 🤷♂️
#Aoi asahina#Makoto Naegi#Sdr2#Super danganronpa 2#Danganronpa#danganronpa trigger happy havoc#dr thh#An art#It's the responsible thing to do! Ur not gonna have a big group of adults spending all their time together and assume they DONT have trysts#The boat has 3 rules: treat each other kindly as possible. No one spends the night alone or roams around alone#And if ur gonna have sex do it responsibly and safely because we are not equipped to deal with childbirth
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i confess i am very curious... what is finch like as a lover
depends on who's holding the leash
#points at him. service top (usually...)#he's kinda rough but waxes dangerously saccharine if you so much as imply praise#make him earn it tho he likes it#it's a knight thing#his tryst with halsin was a wild ride (HAH) because like#halsin stripped ass naked and was talking all this sweetness and IMMEDIATELY dropped to his knees and it was very#y'know those pictures of big dogs being carried and looking confused about it#it was that#next day like: so that was kinda new for me and really nice... next time can u be a little mean tho 👉👈#oc: finch#bg3#bg3 tav#nsft#my art
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Occasionally I'll forget that Ashley Johnson is an immensely talented actress/voice actor who can absolutely wreck all of my emotions with just a few phenomenally acted sentences. So its always nice to be reminded that Ashley Johnson is an immensely talented actress who can wreck all of my emotions with a few phenomenally acted sentences. (said through gritted teeth)
#me watching tryst say bye to her kids and husband: Who let ashley johnson be this powerful again. oh god. we're like 2 hours in. max#critical role#cr spoilers#cr liveblogging#cr downfall#c3e99#ashley johnson#cr cast
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#yuri#toxic yuri#wlw#lesbian#sapphic#rhaenicent#fuffy#catradora#jackieshauna#tryst six venom#a lesson in vengeance#black iris#nevernight#satorika#tyzula#juriori#juri x shiori#villaneve#tamber#yumary#lottienat#togaraka#elainposting
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uelp me i am ill
#art stuffs#marble hornets#marble hornets fanart#jay merrick#tim wright#mh jay#mh tim#mh jam#guys i dont wven ship anythfing at all#tryst me guys#guys im normal.Please#thid is so embarrassing
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“Oh tragic clown, so much sadness now. You built your mountain and now it blocks the sun.”
Alts and lines under cut:
#qoute is from Tragic Clown by The Tryst#I don't think the *entirety* of the song fits Thistle but I still heavily associate it with him#but yeah I'm in a bit of an art funk atm so I just decided to digitise one of my fave dunmeshi sketches#Soooo Thistle huh:-)#not a guy I liked on my first readthrough but he has STUCK with me#very tragic and very interesting in retrospect#kinda love his delusional ass now#(even if I have trouble drawing him)#(might just be out of practice tbh)#I could ramble a lot more but I'm already too much of a tag talker so I'll cut it short for now:-)#effen's art#illustration#dungeon meshi#dungeon meshi spoilers#dunmeshi#dunmeshi spoilers#dunmeshi fanart#thistle dungeon meshi#delicious in dungeon#thistle#sissel dungeon meshi
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that was so sweet, I'm beginning to see what people see in Astarion...
#I had a tryst with Astarion because Gale was taking his sweet sweet time#he didn't like me all that much in my first playthrough but he did now so it was nice to see some of his scenes#baldur's gate 3#long post
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