Wrath: One day you’ll call me Death. For now Wrath will do.
Emilia: Wrath will do what
Catherine Zeta-Jones THE HAUNTING (1999)
girl u r not making any sense i love u
And this girl? She is somewhere between this heart & this knife.
— AL-SADDIQ AL-RADDI ⚜️ My Voice: A Decade of Poems from the Poetry Translation Centre (Ed. Sarah Maguire), transl. by Mark Ford & Hafiz Kheir, (2014)
Josef Sudek / Mala Strana Cemetery, Prague / 1940.
𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐌𝐄𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 . . . ( ice breaker )
✧ › Send "Looks like we're stuck together." for a sudden situation forces our muses into close quarters. A great way to break the ice with mutuals you'd like to write with but are nervous to approach!
i feel like i'm going Italian
❝ What did you do ? ❞
emilia’s fingers tightened at her sides, but her expression remained unreadable. a flicker of something — ᴅᴇғɪᴀɴᴄᴇ, ᴍᴀʏʙᴇ, ᴏʀ sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴅᴀʀᴋᴇʀ — passed through her deep brown eyes as she held his gaze. the silence stretched between them, thick with unspoken truths, before she finally spoke.
❝ what I ᴴᴬᴰ to. ❞
there was no apology in her tone, no uoᴉʇɐuɐldxǝ offered. If he was expecting ᴳᵁᴵᴸᵀ, he would find none. whatever she had done, she wasn’t about to justify it — not to him.
cinq bridal collection iv presentation, nyc .
" would you believe me if i said wrong place, wrong time ? "
the sorceress studied him carefully, her gaze sweeping over the pristine cut of his coat, the polished cufflinks, the effortless poise of someone who had never wanted for anything. his words were smooth, his demeanor composed — but there was something just a little too measured about it.
she let out a slow breath, eyebrows lifted as she regarded him with quiet scrutiny ❝ would you believe me if I said I didn't believe in coincidences? ❞
her voice was steady, laced with the unmistakable lilt of her sicilian accent and edged with quiet sᴜsᴘɪᴄɪᴏɴ — and yet ᴄᴜʀɪᴏsɪᴛʏ flickered beneath it. men like him didn’t end up in the wrong place at the wrong time — unless they meant to be there.
the spirit is not willing and the flesh it is not so into the idea either
“Don’t / Accommodate: write in blood or don’t bother.”
— Sina Queyras, from “I Know a Queen That Swallowed a Sword, I Don’t Know Why She Swallowed That Sword, I Guess She’ll Cry,” My Ariel (via lifeinpoetry)
Deva Cassel as ANGELICA SEDARA IL GATTOPARDO (THE LEOPARD) — 2025
Safia Elhillo, from Girls That Never Die: Poems
Stills from ‘Collection 02; A Tale in Four Parts’
directed by Daniela Garza and Katherine Goguen
shot by Katherine Goguen
WHEN I FOLLOW YOU, I WANT TO INTERACT. I don’t follow for follow, I follow you because I’m interested in your character and want to write with you. sometimes, even when you follow me, I’m too shy to approach, or I’m just not really sure HOW. please; if I’m following you, shoot me a message. go ahead and RANDOMLY JUMP IN MY INBOX. Something – just know that if I follow you, I WANT to interact with you!!
Mad, really mad, a stranger to herself and others, oblivious to the world, […] around her neck a necklace of curses and tears.
— Simin Behbahani, A Cup of Sin: Selected Poems, transl by Farzaneh Milani and Kaveh Safa, (1999)
I am She, endowed with secrets of the holy […]
— FOUAD MOHAMMAD FOUAD ⚜️ My Voice: A Decade of Poems from the Poetry Translation Centre (Ed. Sarah Maguire), transl. by Samuel Wilder, (2014)
❛ it looks worse than it feels. ❜
emilia’s gaze flicked to the figure standing before her, taking in the blood staining her sleeve and the fresh cut along her jaw. strangers though they were, there was something familiar in the way she held herself — shoulders squared, chin lifted, as if daring the world to see her pain.
❝ it looks worse than it feels. ❞
the girl’s voice was even — almost dismissive — but emilia didn’t miss the way her fingers trembled slightly at her side. the witch narrowed her eyes, hesitating for a moment before stepping closer. ❝ maybe. but you’re still bleeding. ᴸᴱᵀ ᴹᴱ ᴴᴱᴸᴾ. ❞
the fruits i cut for you taste better because they have my love stains on them
In no version are they not hunting us.
— Jihyun Yun, from “The Daughter Transmorphic,” Some Are Always Hungry
I be like ''lord'' ''god'' ''jesus christ'' and the mfs dont even mean anything to me