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LITANY FOR THE PURE

how could I chasten flight, or name it anything beside radiance manifested as a verb, or rapture set pearling out past the horizon?

frailty alighting on his frame, frailty sloping across his wrists & down his spine. the pallid landscape of the intricacy of his body, and even with wildflowers crowning his hair, even with the altar of his chest bared, with youth arranged across his features as sparrows arrange themselves in flight, even as holiness weeps down the wings of his shoulderblades and reaches out to cup at the temple of his hips— exhaustion-seized & suppliant & barefoot in his own immaculacy—even tender-haloed as he is, the boy would be a pallbearer at his own funeral, the boy would tell you he is wretched with imperfection. as if the halfstep of his heartbeat as it unfurls into extinction is anything except beloved. as if his dawn-wrought skin was slick & sterilized with plague.

at the judgment seat of his own reflection he unwinds his rip-webbed leper clothes from the shrine of his body but I would anoint his skin with kisses I would lionize the rattle of his ribs.

if he is God then I am a disciple & if he impure then I am the wreck & carnage of war & if he is not the dawn then let me proclaim that I have never seen the sky as bright as him.

#; 𝐿𝑒𝓈 𝓂𝑜𝓉𝓈 𝓆𝓊𝑒 𝓁'𝑜𝓃 𝓃𝑒 𝒹𝒾𝓉 𝓅𝒶𝓈. ( Musings )#; 𝒯𝑜𝓂𝒷𝑒𝓇 𝒹𝒶𝓃𝓈 𝓈𝑒𝓈 𝓎𝑒𝓊𝓍... (ˡᶤᵏᵉ ᵃ ᵗᵉᵃʳ ᵃᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᵉᶰᵈ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵗᵒʳʸˑˑˑ) - ( Olympe & Ronan )

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1789 : Les Amants de la Bastille Ronan and Olympe being ridiculously cute

#; ℒ𝓪 𝓹𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓬𝒆𝓼𝓼𝒆 𝓭𝒆 𝓵𝓪 ℬ𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓵𝓵𝒆 ( Olympe )#; ℳ𝓸𝓷𝓼𝓲𝒆𝓾𝓻 ℛ𝒆́𝓿𝓸𝓵𝓾𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷𝓪𝓲𝓻𝒆 ( Ronan )#me: [heavy breathing]

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Audio : 1789 Les Amants de la Bastille - Tomber Dans Ses Yeux

French lyrics :

Je sais bien que tout nous sépare je sais qu'il faudrait s'enfuir mais je n'irai plus nul part sans vouloir lui revenir sans vouloir nous retenir

mais d'où vient le feu qui s'empare de mon âme, ma moitié ivre soudain pour un simple regard je veux vivre au bord du vide je veux vivre au bord du vide

refrain: pour tomber dans ses yeux tomber, m'abandonner au désir qui s'embrase danser, dans ses yeux danser je veux tanguer aux accents de l'extase

avnt que la vie nous sépare avant que la vie vascille je veux succomber sans égard et valser au bord du vide et valser au bord du vide

refrain: pour tomber dans ses yeux tomber, m'abandonner au désir qui s'embrase danser, dans ses yeux danser je veux tanguer aux accents de l'extase

tomber de ses yeux tomber comme une larme a la fin de l'histoire.

English lyrics : To Fall Into Her Eyes

I know very well that everything keeps us apart I know we should run away But I won’t go anywhere anymore Without wanting to come back to her Without wanting to hold us back

But where does the fire which takes hold Of my soul, of the part of me who’s drunk, come from Suddenly, for a single look I want to live at the edge of the abyss I want to live at the edge of the abyss

Chorus: To fall into her eyes To fall, surrender to a desire Which is catching fire To dance, dance in her eyes To dance I want to sway to the sound of rapture

Before life tears us apart Before life falters Regardless, I want to succumb And sway at the edge of the abyss And sway at the edge of the abyss

Chorus: To fall into her eyes To fall, surrender to a desire Which is catching fire To dance, dance in her eyes To dance I want to sway to the sound of rapture

To fall from her eyes To fall like a tear At the end of the story

#long post #; 𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓷𝓼𝓸𝓷𝓼 𝓹𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓵𝓪 𝓻𝒆́𝓿𝓸𝓵𝓾𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷! ( Music )#ugh i hate this my feels

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“ What do you see me as? Revenge against the world you’re fighting? Am I only an instrument of that revenge? …I am one of them and I believe in God.”

I believe that only God is Justice.

#;self promo #ayoooo

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hey if i reblog my promo would you guys do it?? cause man it’s like the sahara over here in terms of interactions

#Aɴɢʀʏ Fʀᴇɴᴄʜ Yᴇʟʟɪɴɢ ﹗﹗﹗ ( OOC )

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@signedpromises

– wait. What ? Are you saying that because I’m a peasant ??”

“How could you associate a cucumber with peasantry?”

#v; 𝒥'𝒶𝒾 𝑒𝓊 𝓁'𝒾𝓂𝓅𝓊𝒹𝑒𝓃𝒸𝑒 𝒹'𝒶𝓋𝑜𝒾𝓇 𝓇𝑒̂𝓋𝑒𝓇. ( MAIN )#signedpromises #jsfc ronan do u want 2 fight this early #is this like their foreplay istg

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You’ll find the shame is like the pain, you only feel it once.

#i rly want a dangerous liasions au man )#this movie/book is my life )#;aesthetique #poor olympe would be mademoiselle volanges lbr )

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#; 𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓷𝓼𝓸𝓷𝓼 𝓹𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓵𝓪 𝓻𝒆́𝓿𝓸𝓵𝓾𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷! ( Music )

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@shotatglory liked

She breathed out in a great huff from her breast from retelling her story while she gripped her purse nervously between her fingers, “And so you see, Monsieur, I am as lost here as I am completely lost in the entirety of this new world.”

#shotatglory #v; 𝒜𝓋𝒶𝓃𝓉 𝓆𝓊𝑒 𝓁𝒶 𝓋𝒾𝑒 𝓃𝑜𝓊𝓈 𝓈𝑒́𝓅𝒶𝓇𝑒. ( Hamilton )#hope this is ok! ;w; )

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like for a starter if we don’t have a thing?

#Aɴɢʀʏ Fʀᴇɴᴄʜ Yᴇʟʟɪɴɢ ﹗﹗﹗ ( OOC )

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1789 the musical. Roxane le Texier as Marie Antoinette and Camille Lou as Olympe.

#; ℒ𝓪 ℛ𝒆𝓲𝓷𝒆 𝓭𝒆 ℱ𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓬𝒆 ( Marie Antoinette )#; ℒ𝓪 𝓹𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓬𝒆𝓼𝓼𝒆 𝓭𝒆 𝓵𝓪 ℬ𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓵𝓵𝒆 ( Olympe )

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A heart full of love ! A heart full of song ! I'm doing everything all wrong...Oh God, for shame, I do not even know your name, Dear Mad'moiselle. Won't you say? Will you tell?

A heaaaartt full of loooove

No FEAR, no REGRET!!”

#;crack #LMAO THIS IS SO CUTE #signedpromises #; ᴼᶰ ᵃˡˡ ᵗʰᵉ ʷᵃˡˡˢ ᴵ ʷᶤˡˡ ʷʳᶤᵗᵉ...𝐿𝒾𝒷𝑒𝓇𝓉𝑒́ 𝒸𝒽𝑒́𝓇𝒾𝑒! ( Asks )

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For the first time in her life, she took in the entirety of the mess surrounding her and smiled– not because she was pleased with what she saw, but because she was pleased it could be seen.

chaitschillnstuff (via wnq-writers)

#; 𝐿𝑒𝓈 𝓂𝑜𝓉𝓈 𝓆𝓊𝑒 𝓁'𝑜𝓃 𝓃𝑒 𝒹𝒾𝓉 𝓅𝒶𝓈. ( Musings )

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