bestial shadow

Once upon a time there was a beautiful prince living in a bestial shadow of the woods.
The fall commences flowing through my hollowness of eyes.
ah smells sweet amber, like your skin that has been licked and since dried.  
I am lurking forward to you. Somewhat viral. All woven of...
of silky blood clot, rotten leaves, abated breath and pupillary dilation.
"Where do I go now, I am lost?"
suddenly I stop and hear the fall is howling back. "He was following me quietly, a rusty spade in his hand... I spat up blood, the sky got down. He`s made it to the end".

my violent heart

Today is a perfect day for a post, friday 13th. I'm putting up here some images that were originally excluded from my Companion Ddeath mod showcase. Why? Pretty simple, because they rather showcase something else. Too much love and obscenity in these pics. I thought of sharing them anyway tonight. Also, remember Gill's story posted in the Companion Ddeath post? So, the story is actually Gill's dream. Gill didn't leave the Deathpool. Hypnotized by Max he dreamed of a boy and sexy time, while Max was sucking his veins. In the very end Gill wakes up just to faint back into Neverland because of the blood loss. That fiction piece was so unclear, even Dustin wanted an explanation. Sorry for that baby. Lol. Thought everyone else would want a little explanation too.

companion ddeath

'I've picked up a new companion with a strange name Ddeath. He was just standing among the wintery congelation, looking absolutely out of the way, his black metallic armature bound the pale body. Although he wore this deterrent skull paint on the face, he didnt look like one of them stern guys for hire settled around Bruma, always drunk and so arrogant to younger boys. I couldn't hire anyone anyway for I lacked money. That Ddeath boy stuck to me like a glue. Told me he was wanting for a guy companion, so we could travel together for a while if I was okay with this. Well, I was. So I went south accompanied by Ddeath. He turned out surprisingly good at fighting.

carnal flowers

Maxim says: 'So, how do you feel about being surrounded by the precious things? Taken far away from your boyfriend, or whatever he was. The dreamy mondays spent together in our dollhouse. A daytime is such quiet time. Whether I cry myself to beauty sleep, or take a bath of milk and blood, or cuddle up to my lover, you keep watching me silently. So, you do feel horny. Feel fallen. Let it go, and take a bath, and then we...
Once there was another boy. I don't even care for what happened. Now there are me, and you, and him- my love that is. Not going to leave any more, ever. Plotting the sweetest slaughter of the most unwanted one out of the three. French kisses after the feeding. You do feel I don't love you'. 

fergus as toren

i tell you from the rest. you're a million of one night stands. heaven tonight, a bitter aftertaste tomorrow. make me cry out lungs in a deadly rattle. whoever was before me, whoever is gonna be after, every successive one thinks they could keep you, haha. but i, i know, noone could. seen this before. been living through over and over. your betrayals are murderers. i sacrafice myself being totally aware your gonna leave once more, neglect me just the other day, and we would never become close. you'll never be gentle to me. never be careful. never loving. always different names. why do you have them different. i think i've already gone through the answer, it's...

a gristle stuffed in my mouth

fresh dug graves. old dried graves. angel of darkness.
we lived among the people. deadmen, drowned boys, self murderers, rapist victims, uncaressed. unborn children, spilled seed. sinners burned alive. sad bones washed by the rain, dried by earth, warmed by Lucifer starlight.
black dahlia's sheding blossoms, tattered petals on his grave. iloveyouboy. i-love-you-boy. this fall is fireing me down, are you to witness my withering, are you with me to the end.

his love is killing me

whenever i think of you. whenever i think of you, a thousand tiny knives shred my body from the inside. you just should know i never thought of doing it just for the fun of it. i'm in pain. hope you're feeling better now.

an imaginary friend

Gill says: 'My my my my, i've fallen for him. for the night we've spent. everytime he used to touch me, it felt so right. his glance felt like i look in a mirror, but i was not alone any more. and then, a shock. i collapsed so suddenly. i just remembered his last words the other day. he didn't kiss me. and i learned, i shall never see him again.

poisoend

everytime you look at this, a part of me is dying

a valentines day set, from me to you.

he was sitting there by the fire for hours staring into darkness, until i revealed my presence by approaching him. the next moment he's knocking me down to the bed, curling his cold hands round my neck, without saying a word. his stare still blank and lost.

the oldies pt II babs

Babs is a Kiwi, he's my second player character, created by Flan in Oblivion and originated from this story . He's a hallucinogenic kiwifruit as you know. This compilation, except for the last two pictures, is showing Babs with his old face. His buddy is Damien.

the oldies! Maxs story, and the archive of Maxs images

First things first, i'mma upload my old favourite images of my main player character Maxim, and I'll start with his character profile. just to let everyone know what kind of character he is.