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Be sure to read the bunny’s rules and detailed about too! I rp in multi-para/novella style on Tumblr and on Discord and you might be able to talk me into in-game meetups on NA data centers.
This is a sideblog to avaritia-ffxiv.
Mine is not the love of mortals, it was forged in the first fires, sealed in the breath of dying stars, and bound in blood at the roots of the world. It runs deeper than the marrow of the earth, heavier than the weight of centuries, a force carried in the veins of the ancients and the thrum of the endless night. It is eternal, unyielding, everlasting, and if the earth swallows us, I will rise from its depths, I will claw my way through lifetimes, through ruins and rebirth, through the wreckage of worlds, only to find you again, only to be devoured by you once more.
"They engineered us—talked up and down about what a privilege it was to be accepted into the program, but we learned soon enough that we were just the guinea pigs for their experiments. They didn't want to put pure-blooded Garleans through something that wasn't tried and true. "Not all of us made it."
Charles Bukowski
Ioanna Tsatsou, translated by Jean Demos, from Selected Poems; "Words of the Sea,"
Fyodor Dostoevsky
his swagless mental breakdowns this, his homoerotic patterns of grief that. what about HER grief-stricken moments of extremely poor decisionmaking? what about HER incredibly alarming isolation and trauma-driven life choices?!?!?!
Alex Dimitrov, from "Waiting at Stonewall", Love and Other Poems
Mona Awad, from her novel titled "Bunny," originally published in 2019
Joanna Klink, from “Night Sky”, The Nightfields
violent impulses are actually very healthy for girls. we must nourish girls’ desire to kill and maim
