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Judge, Jury, Executioner (Applause For The Fall Of A God)

The silence hangs heavy as though the guillotine was raised over his own neck at the sight of pooling blues that shine with a gleam of gold. Eyes glazed and unseeing, pinpricks of starshine glow dimming to shadows of the abyss. The world slows down as panic grows, steadily until it all bursts. The first scream brings about a waterfall of regret and fury. He falls to his knees, his hand reaching out as his vision blurs. His soul was being torn apart. He knew he was forsaken. He had not stricken the final blow, but he had allowed it to fall. He was as guilty as the criminals he once sentenced to the dark prisons below the waters.

He couldn't hear the distorted wailing that echoed through the walls or feel rough hands desperately shaking his unresponsive body as he stared at the corpse, no doubtedly ice cold by now, lay quiet and still at his feet. He hears the faint rumble of a storm gathering outside, the world responding to his grief as the rain begins to pour. Mercury silver raindrops puddling on the roads in murky, muddled blues. At last, his heart can not take the guilt, the agony, and he collapses. His only thought to be allowed to never wake, to be free from the guilt and blood of his God staining his hands like the coward he was, to grovel at the feet of his God like the sinner, once beloved, he is.

my dream as a fanfic writer is to write a story which people want to talk to me about and send asks about afterwards and discuss things the characters did and the symbolism and meanings behind certain lines and I'll be all "hehe thanks" but irl I'll be in literal tears because I wrote something that means something to someone

Return To Stardust (Eternity Is Within Our Grasp)

A cosmos of stardust

Memories of a life never lived

Of a body that wasn't quite right

A companion to the one lost

Haunted by a vengeful past 

Bound to secrecy and silence

He waits for painful judgment 

But for the one born of starshine

Love and loyalty is not so easily lost

A beginning brought forth

From vicious destruction 

A fate once damned 

Blooms ever faithful

Two souls lost in the abyss

At last find their way back home

Heaven's Sanctuary (A Dragon's Hoard It Becomes)

Upon a throne Far above the clouds Surrounded in Eden He gazes down At the scurrying mortals Each little thing Catches his eye And draws his gaze To mimic a copy Into an archive of memories Though, when travelers near He draws away Allowing his dearest center stage He watches Distant and quiet As wanderers arrive And as they leave One by one To never return Alone once more He turns to his beloved Drawing them into his arms Mouthing at their neck And renewing the marks He had previously left on their skin His darling may be his devotee But sometimes he feels As though he is the worshipper Desecrating their pious body Bringing an angel into ruin But he doesn't mind Even a god must show adoration To the one who holds his heart Knowing only eternity awaits them Within this hidden sanctuary

The Myth Of A Haven (Even Rumors Tell A Truth)

Within a sanctuary Far from home A place only the dreamers know A paradise for the lost Weary and wandering Not a human soul you may find Though the keepers may show A being adorned with stars A cloak of fresh sage green Draped lightly upon his shoulders He offers a quiet place to rest To forget the woes of reality And perhaps your eyes are drawn To the markings left on his skin Bruises reminiscent of teeth Perhaps you'd offer a hand In return for his kindness Though he will wave you off every time He bears them with pride A blessing from his god Only earned after hours of worship Something you may never understand The price of devotion The reward of adoration The thrill of leaving your fate In the grasp of someone else Perhaps it is not for you But in the end What does it matter You do not belong in their world Soon you'll be nothing more Then the ghost of a memory That walked the lands Where he shall live Your paths are fated to diverge So listen well And heed this story of mine Leave them be For you and I are chalk and dust And they are a binary star Adrift in a universe far from ours

The Universe Will Always Love You (For You Have Always Been One Of Us)

Little lost starchild Fear not the violent nights Nor the evanescent days A blade of shining jade Shall keep you from harm Underneath the stars Which you once called home Unwavering devotion Shackled by sin A silent plea many hear Though few will ever heed A curse born of a wretched world It stains a fated soul inky black An unwanted destiny Set for a beloved bond Watch the realm crumble to ash Mortal and god fall alike Little world eater Pay no heed to this world It has done you no favors Listen to our call Dearest light Coalesce the taint And devour it whole A false godlings command Means very little in our eyes Those who interfere Who dare to chain our children Shall be brought to ruin Take your treasure and run He will be safe with you Anything to keep you happy Our beloved starchild

Exalted By Eternal Sanctity (The Ephemeral Heavens Deem It Sin)

Pretty little thing

Desperate for a favor

A glance or a graze

Your adoration is adorable

It's almost enough to give in

You would accept anything wouldn't you?

Whether it be punishment or praise

It's all the same to you

Anything for attention

For the drug that you covet  

Where is your pride?

Your dignity?

Have you lost it all for me?

Addicted to my presence

Your desperation clouds your gaze

And makes you all the more willing for me

Such a pitiful little thing

So pliable and sweet

Yet nothing more than

A sinner who craves piety

A Fall From Grace (Willing Victims Of Sin)

@chococolte. I appear to be having issues with sending asks so I hope this format is alright. As you can tell, by the amount of poetry I've made, I am still very much enjoying your work.

Devoted followers

Shielded by steadfast earth

Cloaked by wandering winds

Guided by mournful lightning

Warded by boundless flora

Draped in shimmering ice

Crowned in flickering flames

Guarded in elegant dew

It is for their Holiness

That they unite

If their Grace demanded for their death

To rip open their chest 

And hand deliver their heart 

They would without hesitation

Displayed as glorious offerings

Nothing would please them more

Than the act of pleasing their God would be

If they were ordered to bare their soul

To let their Deity into their body

And puppet their every move

They would scramble to be the first

To be honored as a vessel

They would never deny their Creator

Their belongings 

Their home 

Their people

Nothing mattered 

Not if their Beloved called for it

The Exalted One above all 

Who were they to defy your will

When even the slightest praise 

Fulfilled the very purpose 

For which they were born for

Perhaps it is true

That they've fallen from grace

But they could never really care

Not when their Honored One holds them so

Blessing them with tender love 

And keeping them ever close

Normalcy Is What You Crave (But How Can You Be So Foolish?)

@m1d-45. I've returned with another poem.

Forgive and forget

An interesting saying, is it not?

But can it really be applied here

When the scars remain

Of cruel deaths 

And vicious hunts

When the memories linger

Plaguing the mind

Shattering rose tinted glasses

Can one be forgiven

Of such a heinous deed

Can one even forgive 

Such a terrible sin

When one pledges loyalty

Faith to the very end

But it is the monsters who stay

Devoted and loving

Forgiveness is not for you

They will never forget 

And they will never forgive 

Not in the way that matters

You who stood once so tall

Blessed and beloved

Are nothing more than sinners

Fallen from grace 

And it is before you 

Your honored god sits 

Surrounded by a court of monsters 

Who wait on them

For every beck and call

Forgive and forget, was it?

Pitiful.

Mercy was not meant for you

You shall find no salvation here

Normalcy Is What You Crave (But How Can You Be So Foolish?)

@m1d-45. I've returned with another poem.

Forgive and forget

An interesting saying, is it not?

But can it really be applied here

When the scars remain

Of cruel deaths 

And vicious hunts

When the memories linger

Plaguing the mind

Shattering rose tinted glasses

Can one be forgiven

Of such a heinous deed

Can one even forgive 

Such a terrible sin

When one pledges loyalty

Faith to the very end

But it is the monsters who stay

Devoted and loving

Forgiveness is not for you

They will never forget 

And they will never forgive 

Not in the way that matters

You who stood once so tall

Blessed and beloved

Are nothing more than sinners

Fallen from grace 

And it is before you 

Your honored god sits 

Surrounded by a court of monsters 

Who wait on them

For every beck and call

Forgive and forget, was it?

Pitiful.

Mercy was not meant for you

You shall find no salvation here

Favors From The Unknown (A New Reality Born Of Two Worlds Colliding)

Happy Valentine's Day. I bring fluff, kind of. Not really but it's not angst.

Favors came in starshowers

Purple and gold hues

Surrounded in blues

Sometimes it was luck

Others not so much

But nonetheless it came

Believers yearned

Nonbelievers pleaded

One for approval

The other for forgiveness

Waterfalls of stardust

Swirl and coalesce

To lay blessings of power

Upon all who find themselves 

Underneath your banner

Proudly bearing your name

For all to witness

We Told Nothing But Lies (But You Forgave Us Anyway)

A short piece inspired by @hiraya-rawr's sagau works but mainly references her last resort fic.

Captured and cornered

The crowd calls for your head

It was a mere panicked decision 

One you didn't even mean to make

Secrets spill from your lips

Ones you've discovered

Read and remembered

From the time before all this

Stories and promises 

Ones that shouldn't be known

All splayed out before them

Like a dam burst open

You can not stop the flow

That tumbles out

It splatters on their faces

Staining them ink and shadow

Send ice through their veins

Freeze them in place

A mirror gaze of stars 

That flicker in your blood

Blurring out your edges

Till the shimmer shine of nebulae

Are all that haloes your head

And envelopes your soul

Doesn't it hurt?

That all you're known for

Are stories blown out of proportion 

And never truly for yourself?

You have survived

But can you pay the price?

Sing For Me (Your Fatal Flaw Is Your Gilded Hubris)

A small piece inspired by @chocoenvy's playing god series but also their writing in general. I got an error when I attempted to send it in through an ask so I don't know if it got sent through or not so here it is in post form.

Pretty little songbird

With broken wings

A melody that shatters

A voice that no longer sings

Silenced by cruelty

A delusion of lies

Fracturing mirrors

Of spiderweb scars

It is not the light that shelters

Not the winds that follows 

Or the earth that steadies

Nor the storms that soothes

It is the dark that hides

The ice that guards 

Steadfast and strong

The wolves of winter prowl

Fervently devoted

Even steeped in madness

They are not blind

They see and they hear

They answer the call

With little hesitation

Ruin the foolish idols

Bring the heretics to their knees

No mercy left for the merciless

An eye for an eye

You have sown this sin

So you must reap your punishment 

Atone for the crime that can not be forgiven

Unholy Worship (The Tale Of The God Of Sinners)

Another small piece for @flokali and @chococolte. (I did attempt to send it through an ask but tumblr is acting up and all I get are errors so I've resorted to tagging.)

Is it not harrowing?

To see their devotions edge?

Razor sharp and paper thin

It is deadly and dangerous 

Do you care?

When it is not to you 

They turn their vicious nature to?

When it is soft and kind

Tender touches that never bruise?

When their loyalty will outlive the sun

The moon and the stars?

When they heed no mortal limit

To please your every whim?

Will you deny them?

Derive them of their worship

Their very purpose?

Surely you'll indulge them

After receiving a taste

Their desperation and adoration 

A drink of sweet honey 

Laced in cloying poison

An addiction of ichor

They'll crown you in blood

And the rarest of gems

Offering their body

As a temple to you

To desecrate as you'd like

You're caught in a loop

But it's quite alright

Revel in your glory

For as long as you please 

Who are they to defy their God's will anyway?

Monstrous Devotion (It Will Devour You Whole)

Another piece for @m1d-45. It was meant to be short but as you can tell, got out of hand.

Desperation 

You remember it well

How it sparked your blood

And got it to run

How it tasted of bitter and tang

Much like the sting of blood

You remember how it kept you alive

Made your nerves so sensitive 

It prickled with every breeze

Every slight disturbance

How it kept your sleep light

And your dreams even lighter

Even now as you watch

The archons who adorn your body

With the most precious of gems

And the rarest of treasures 

They who once tried to shed your blood

To water their blade

You see the warriors of each nation

Who tried to rend your soul from your body

Attend your every need 

Degrading themselves as objects

As lesser than human

To try and exalt you higher

You feel more than you hear

As you watch once beloved characters

Stain themselves with sin

Desperation of their own

Rising to the surface

Their desperation is monstrous 

Predator to prey

Your own desperation has not waned

It has only grown

Writhing under your skin

Fueled by fine jewelry 

Silken clothes

And bloodstained manic smiles

Your forgiveness is not sincere

It is learned

Through a lifetime of pain

Of a death so vivid

You're desperate to stay alive

You are willing to do anything

But what once kept you safe

Will now be the one to deal a fatal blow

You already know this

Alarm bells ringing

With every minute move

But it's far too late

You're stuck in puppet motions

That are to never cease

Until the life drains from your eyes

Desperation made you learn to survive

And now that very same lesson shall be the one to end you

Monstrous Devotion (It Will Devour You Whole)

Another piece for @m1d-45. It was meant to be short but as you can tell, got out of hand.

Desperation 

You remember it well

How it sparked your blood

And got it to run

How it tasted of bitter and tang

Much like the sting of blood

You remember how it kept you alive

Made your nerves so sensitive 

It prickled with every breeze

Every slight disturbance

How it kept your sleep light

And your dreams even lighter

Even now as you watch

The archons who adorn your body

With the most precious of gems

And the rarest of treasures 

They who once tried to shed your blood

To water their blade

You see the warriors of each nation

Who tried to rend your soul from your body

Attend your every need 

Degrading themselves as objects

As lesser than human

To try and exalt you higher

You feel more than you hear

As you watch once beloved characters

Stain themselves with sin

Desperation of their own

Rising to the surface

Their desperation is monstrous 

Predator to prey

Your own desperation has not waned

It has only grown

Writhing under your skin

Fueled by fine jewelry 

Silken clothes

And bloodstained manic smiles

Your forgiveness is not sincere

It is learned

Through a lifetime of pain

Of a death so vivid

You're desperate to stay alive

You are willing to do anything

But what once kept you safe

Will now be the one to deal a fatal blow

You already know this

Alarm bells ringing

With every minute move

But it's far too late

You're stuck in puppet motions

That are to never cease

Until the life drains from your eyes

Desperation made you learn to survive

And now that very same lesson shall be the one to end you

Freedom's Blessings (Leave Behind Broken Chains)

@sagau-my-beloved, here it is! I tried to send it through an ask and failed. I got an error message instead? So I'm tagging through a post instead.

Where lightning ceases

The earth shall guard 

Where geo can not follow

The wind shall accompany 

It is a faithful companion 

That tells of stories and songs

From places and times long past

By your side he forms

Cheerful and bright 

Loving and sweet

Though it seems honey thick

Desperate and latching

Your presence is like water

A substance they cannot live without 

Or perhaps pooling blood

That seeps into every crack

Sealing it tight

Leaving an aftertaste 

That reeks of addiction 

Perhaps you'd think it of a warning

Were it not so innocent 

His joy is infectious 

And his charm irresistible 

Ignore the danger lurking

He is of no harm to you

A tamed pet for your eyes alone

Enrapture his gaze 

And direct his blade

Change how the winds should blow

And he shall bend to your command

He is yours 

So won't you be kind?

Even those who stand the trial of time

Can be even more frail than those who fall

Cherish his heart 

And the world is yours

It Is In Death You Shall Find Peace (I Pray That The Living Will Haunt You No More)

A small piece inspired by @m1d-45. I realize this is might be a little morbid for new years but I'm sick so I'm going to blame my inability to read social cues on that. Also I really had fun writing this.

You are prey in this game

Skittish and timid 

Gentle and kind

They are the hunters 

The predators that prowl 

Hunting for your head

You are the hunted

But you are a human 

Albeit one twice wronged

Hailed by the world as its God

And accused of malicious imitations

You are capable of reason

And of surrender 

Powerless against the powerful

You can run 

And you can hide

But you may never win

So the choice is made

Though you find it cruel 

Once beloved characters

You built with time and love

From ashes to gold

And from indignity to glory

Now shall stand as your executioner

And be commended by the masses

For being the one to slay you

With the power you earned them

And the weapons you gave 

They shall be your end

You find it cruel

And a tad ironic

But perhaps 

If it is your favored 

Death will be just a little bit kinder

Beloved One, Where Has Your Humanity Gone? (Exalted One, Your Monstrosity Is All That You Need.)

I've sat upon this throne

For a century it feels

But I know

Not a decade has passed

It is velvet plush 

And silken smooth

Crafted of sunbeam golds

And starshine silvers 

The jewels that adorn it

Are precious and lovely

From the deepest blues

That remind me of oceans 

And the empty gaze 

Of a devout follower

Stained by ink and blood

The shine of peacock teal

The glimmer of amethyst violet

The spark of sunset topaz

Devotion and adoration

Swirl and coil in irises glazed

A whirlpool of desire 

That drags me under

Drowning me in their affection 

They've crowned me honor

Exalted me above all

Their touches are butterfly light

Their words dripping with honeydew

Their bodies for me to use

Their souls for me to savor

A title

A crown 

So light upon my head

A responsibility 

Utter trust and loyalty

Heavy upon my heart

"Absolute power corrupts absolutely"

I've heard it said a dozen times before

But here in this world

Paradisiacal as it is

I can't seem to care

I am their God

It's only right I take my due

I'm also going to go on a small ramble in the tags because I love your interpretation but I also have another that I really want to share.

Your Faith Has Made You Complacent (And Thus Your Pride Will Bring You To Ruin)

Another piece inspired by @m1d-45. I have normally have great impulse control unless it's writing. Then this happens.

Instincts honed

Through years of wear

It has led them well

When their heart was torn

And their mind in shambles

So why?

Why is it now

That they fail to listen?

It pulls back 

Desperate to get away

To plead for forgiveness 

For ignorance and arrogance 

They do not listen 

Not this time

Emotions surge 

As their heart thunders

Their mind races 

Ignoring the sirens that blare

They raise their blade

Even as something 

Someone?

In the back of their head howls

The weapon plunges 

Sinking into soft flesh

The thud of a guillotine

A hasty execution 

It is a graceless death 

That prickles their skin

As a sense of wrongness settles

Something is not right

When they fall to their knees?

Why were they trying to heal the dead?

Why did their soul ache?

Why does it feel so wrong?

Oh.

What have they done?

The Universe Loves You (Its People Are Blind But It Hopes That Forgiveness Can Still Be Found)

A small piece based off of some of @i-put-the-yan-in-polyandry's works.

When your blood runs gold

Who will you run to?

When your wounds fade 

Into shining star silver

Who will you trust?

When the world hunts for your head

For a crime you did not commit

Who deserves your favor?

When the world is kind

Where its people are not

Where will you turn?

When you are scorned

Turned away with glare and blade

Will you return to its cradle

Be embraced in its loyalty?

The world knows and will never turn

You will find safety here

Amongst the fauna and the flora

Your reign is undisputed 

The world knows

Its people shall know in time

So I wonder

Where you'll end up next

Your Faith Has Made You Complacent (And Thus Your Pride Will Bring You To Ruin)

Another piece inspired by @m1d-45. I have normally have great impulse control unless it's writing. Then this happens.

Instincts honed

Through years of wear

It has led them well

When their heart was torn

And their mind in shambles

So why?

Why is it now

That they fail to listen?

It pulls back 

Desperate to get away

To plead for forgiveness 

For ignorance and arrogance 

They do not listen 

Not this time

Emotions surge 

As their heart thunders

Their mind races 

Ignoring the sirens that blare

They raise their blade

Even as something 

Someone?

In the back of their head howls

The weapon plunges 

Sinking into soft flesh

The thud of a guillotine

A hasty execution 

It is a graceless death 

That prickles their skin

As a sense of wrongness settles

Something is not right

When they fall to their knees?

Why were they trying to heal the dead?

Why did their soul ache?

Why does it feel so wrong?

Oh.

What have they done?

The Price Of Crossing A Bridge Long Since Burned (Your Memories Shall Do Just Fine)

A bit of a longer piece inspired by @flokali

In the quiet abyss of slumber

Stolen away from an empty home

Only to wake to familiar world

Not yours

Not quite

But close enough

You've been here before

Not as yourself 

But as a traveler seeking their twin

Searching for their other half

They shouldn't know you

In fact 

They shouldn't be alive

They should be codes and pixels

A world just imaginary 

Just fantastical and nothing more

Yet here you were

In a bedroom not your own

Surrounded by people you've seen

You've played with 

But by all means shouldn't be

You did not belong 

No matter what they claim

And yet here you are

The world will change 

Just as you already have

After all

Are you sure you've seen these people before?

Are you sure you do not belong here?

Do you remember your past?

Of your empty home filled with memories?

Memories you can't remember?

You don't recognize their names

And certainly not their faces

So how are you so sure you've met them before?

How are you sure you've been taken?

You're here aren't you?

They all seem so worried

And they know you so well

Hm?

Oh dear

Maybe you've been dreaming too long

You're starting to get everything mixed up

Don't worry

They'll take care of everything

And they'll take care of you

You shouldn't worry so much

I'm sure it's a little confusing

And I can sense your panic from here

Everything will be just fine

Besides

This life isn't so bad

I'm sure you'll grow to like it

It's all that you have now after all

The shatter of mirror fractals

Like the chiming of bells 

A fog settles and sinks

Muddling memory and thought alike

A drop in an ocean 

The ripples become waves 

And the waves rise into tsunamis 

As one life ends 

Another begins 

Stolen from a mundane world

To be exalted above all 

And chained to a throne

Meant for a righteous God

Is this a blessing?

Or perhaps it is a curse

Either way

It's far too late 

The die has cast 

And it's already begun 

No time for regrets

Not that you would remember any

Let's make the best of this

Okay?

The Line Between Devotion And Obsession Is Marked By Ink (Ink Is Reminiscent Of Blood, Is It Not?)

A small piece inspired by @flokali and their works. I hope you enjoy!

Your presence was a miracle

Every touch was a blessing

Something they surely did not deserve

They were not worthy 

Yet you gifted them such precious things

Indulged in their filthy desires

Allowed them so close

Adorned them with such pretty words

It drew them closer to devotion

And deeper into madness

There was nothing they would not do

Should you command them 

The countries they swore themselves to

The friends they promised to never betray

It would all burn to ashes 

They would stain themselves with blood

Taint their soul with sin 

As long as you approved 

If you smiled and praised and petted

Then they would be content

Even if the world were to crumble

And no one were to survive 

As long as you were happy

There would no greater honor

Than to die in your name

So don't fret too much

Command them as you please

They would want nothing more 

Than to be yours and yours alone

Thank you! Your other works are also very good but I really liked "the idea of sickness." I haven't seen a mutually destructive(?) one written like that before so it made me want to write a piece for it. bsjacx that's such a high compliment especially since it was such an impulsive piece- I'm glad you liked it!!

Fallen From Grace (The Tale Of A Desecrated God)

The vengeance of a wretched god

Whose forgiveness is cruel

And their hunger unabating

They eat and eat

Consume til they burst

Adoration and devotion rots their teeth

Guilt and sorrow taints their tongue

Blood, sweat and tears seep into their throat

As souls line their stomach

It's not enough

Nothing is enough

A god hungers

And a soul yearns

For the piece that was torn

Lost in darkened void

They ache for something to fill the hole

That is all that remains of what they lost

To feel complete and whole

To return to a time before 

When things were kinder, simpler 

When hunger was not all that they were

@myuni-moon A little piece inspired by your writing. I hope you'll enjoy it.

Remorse Is Not Forgiveness (And Forgiveness Won't Bring Them Back)

@m1d-45 A little piece inspired by some of your writing. I hope you'll like it!

The quiet fade to black

Waking to familiar scenes

Of an unfamiliar world

Only seen through fragile screens

The world croons in welcome

Though its sentiments aren't shared

As the people call for execution 

As beloved characters turn their blade

The ones built from ashes to glory

Now set their hunt upon thee

Run and hide

The clock is ever ticking

You will always be caught

So face your death with dignity 

Your blood runs starshine bright

Only seen in the burning light

But it's far too late

Your eyes shimmer and glaze 

Blank and dull and unseeing

Life fades from your body

Corpse cooling in the shade

There is no time for regret

No time for forgiveness 

Sunbeam golden chains bind them tight

As prayers fall from their lips

As the world mourns around them

Their mistake is unforgivable

And thus they must pay the price 

Fallen From Grace (The Tale Of A Desecrated God)

The vengeance of a wretched god

Whose forgiveness is cruel

And their hunger unabating

They eat and eat

Consume til they burst

Adoration and devotion rots their teeth

Guilt and sorrow taints their tongue

Blood, sweat and tears seep into their throat

As souls line their stomach

It's not enough

Nothing is enough

A god hungers

And a soul yearns

For the piece that was torn

Lost in darkened void

They ache for something to fill the hole

That is all that remains of what they lost

To feel complete and whole

To return to a time before 

When things were kinder, simpler 

When hunger was not all that they were

@myuni-moon A little piece inspired by your writing. I hope you'll enjoy it.

About Me (subject to be edited later: will be edited when I have the motivation to make it pretty or at least semi decent)

Hello, I'm Creation's Abyss. My name is just mainly an inside joke so feel free to make up different nicknames. I use any pronouns and I'm over 18 but I have not experienced a midlife crisis (yet).

I don't tend to stay in a fandom, I just bounce around to whatever catches my eye. I write mainly poetry though I am branching into snippets, and the occasional character/fandom analysis. I do take requests.

I'm a flexible writer so my work can range from fluff/comfort to gore/angst to NSFW. Anyone (including minors) that are uncomfortable with any of these topics, feel free to block the corresponding tag along with any other tags you deem necessary, though it's unlikely to ever get truly explicit, better safe than sorry. My blog is pretty safe to read other than that. I don't really have a DNI list mainly because I can't control what people can and can not do but I am warning you here to use your best reasoning. If you choose to read on regardless of my warning then I bear no further responsibility. (I'm fine with everyone and anyone interacting and existing in my blog otherwise. And in case it wasn't implied, I'll state it explicitly now: I don't condone any parts of my 'dark' work irl. Please don't try recreating any yandere/dark/unhealthy subjects and acts that may appear in my work.)

This has become my main blog, mostly because I don't do anything on the formerly main one. I forget to post very often.

I doubt I'll ever be "closing" my requests so ask away though because I'm not particularly active, you might end up waiting a bit. If you're alright with that, feel free to stick around and chat.

There are very few things I won't write for but a lot of things will depend on context and the list can be a little fluid because there are some days where I won't be able to write for certain things and some days I will. You can always ask if you're unsure.

Also be a decent person to other people. I don't really want to block anyone but if you're incapable of decency then you aren't welcome here.

Don't use my work without permission or credit but other than that, go wild.

This blog, and my main should you stumble upon it, is a haven and a home for myself and for any who wish to stay. Your racial identity, gender identity, sexual identity, and whatever else you feel hunted for, doesn't matter to me. Everyone is welcome here and I'll shelter you for as long as you want. Feel free to ramble about anything you want, I won't judge and if you're too nervous to interact, that's fine too. I appreciate your presence here no matter how long or short you stay.

Welcome to my sanctuary, please stay as long as you like.