“I Might Not Understand Your Grief. Your Rage. Everything That Led You Here… But I Know All About

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Harris’s hawks are known to hunt in packs and will stack on top of each other to look for prey

Absolutely gorgeous

Absolutely stunning

Upon the moonrise and dips of obelisk dreams,

Where dreamers sigh and liars crumble in their wake,

Only to fall into retribution of a calling deep within the darkening space.

We humble the abode in which the shadow sleeps

And corrupts the kindness of the host— clawing at rubies and obsidian stones with which we decorate our own carapace.

A sleeping coffin deep within demolition and receive, cast out our own for the glory of a thousand suns,

Falling but never breaking, ever suffering but never screaming as not to urge him further into insanity.

Take note of the blackened seas and overflow of constant continuity of mortality

Cause of menace and affinity within, conquering stones and drowning rulers apart from sinners upon saints,

Partake in the madness that once plagued the people, to dance in the song with which the devil had treaded.

Corrupt him and the beast, kill the brother and take away his soul for the shadows to take his shell.

Dearest Heroes, you'll never be good as he.

Moonfell— written by me.

Eri is helping!!!

Obsidian and Ivory (Part One)

(1: You Are Here!) (2) (3) (4)

Summary: As a child, Tamaki Amajiki could have grown up to be a piano playing prodigy - until one unpleasant incident in the past killed all his passion for the instrument and permanently drove a wedge between him and his demanding mother.

Tamaki swore he’d never play the piano again, that he’d never want to.

…But that was before he met you.

Warnings: Anxiety, Tamaki’s emotionally manipulative, ableist and abusive mom (I’m so sorry, Tamaki!)

Other than that, this story is mostly pure fluff!

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