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1The songs of a Beloved Elohim, which is the Archangel Gabriel’s. 2He pushed me against my will. 3Drank away the sorrows of my heart with his mouth. 4His lips, his tongue, the tongue which speaketh heavily against Chaos. 5The tongue which worships and praises my being. 6He is blasphemous. 7Let him, oh brethren, touch me and possess me for his love is far greater than living. 8Allow him to be my opiate. 9For without him I cannot fly. 10You are most blessed among the lowly angels. 11You have seen him who shines with the love of the Lord God El. 12Allow his kisses to rain down upon you, for his love is great deceit. 13My Commander has summoned me into his chambers. 14He seeks my nakedness and I turn away. 15He clothes me in silk which is pleasing to my eyes and offers me his hand. 16Yet I refuse him. 17Your beloved shall answer to the Lord God El for your lust is an abomination. 18I am lowly in rank for my love is a Seraphim. 19He is the bright and morning star, 20He is my Lucifer. 21And I am thy brother and pay heed to my warning for like an axe to my wings you Gabriel have betrayed me. 22My love was forceful and fair. 23He fought against me and won. 24He placed my hands above my head and cause me to sin with my lips. 25My Gabriel is strong but I am stronger, let all of heaven see him. 26His eyes are brighter than the stars. Tags: gabriel, lucifer, stuff Current Location: Cold place Current Mood: burp Current Music: This Island Earth- The Misfits
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EXT. BARREN WASTE LAND – AERIAL SHOT OF SEVEN “MEN” (scattered randomly) LOOKING UP – MIDNIGHT almost DAWN [VOICEOVER- WOMAN] In the beginning THE LORD GOD El created the Kingdom of Heaven and the Earth and its moon. CLOSING UP ::The Men seem to be annoyed, but are standing very still as if expecting someone to fall from the sky::
[VOICEOVER- WOMAN] And the planet Earth was without form, and void; and darkness was upon the face of the waters.
CLOSING UP ::We find out the men are indeed angels since they all appear to have wings of various size, color, and shape:: CIRCLING SHOT AS EACH ANGEL spread their wings simultaneously. EXTREME CLOSE UP ON LUCIFER, WHO’S EYES BEGIN TO TRANSFORM FROM A SILVERY GREY TO ALL BLACK(EVEN THE SCLERA; WHICH IS USUALLY WHITE) [LUCIFER] (Frowns then says comely) They are not coming. (Laughs mocking and turns to look at all the angels who look angry or annoyed.) It’s almost dawn. And El said to Lucifer, the bright morning star, Let there be light: and there was light. The sun is just beginning to rise; the sky is a deep violet. Many stars are visible in the purple tinge. The angels are all standing VERY STILL, hands in their pockets, looking up into the sky as if expecting something to happen. Suddenly someone coughs. Tags: screenplay, war of devils Current Location: Somewhere cold Current Mood: hmm
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It was the same routine. The hurried stab of hard flesh. Forcing its way into unwelcoming heat. In and out. Going in slowly and then… fuck too deep. Exiting rapidly. Repeat. The unrequited murmuring above her, outside herself, would grow loader. Repeat. Subsequently, his cold and calloused right hand would tug at her left breast, as she lay there unmoving. And the hold on her now crimson tit would grow forceful with every thorough thrust. Eventually, this would lead to the inevitable, and she would be left there, on her back, hair askew, with that unbearable numbness between her thighs. And he wouldn’t even bother to ask if she was okay. But that was alright, she wouldn’t answer anyway. He knew it too, so he reached for his boxers. Yes, that was alright. So today was no different. No number of doctors could change that. No advice from her depressed friends could change it. And even if it were to change, if HE were to change, she’d be lost. Because, being able to cum (just a little even), was nothing, compared to the look of total horror and disgust whilst she fed him. So, this love.. no... that understanding they had was fine Yes, that was alright. Just as long she laid still and he had his way with her, she’d be able to feed him.. She allowed the coarse sheets to cover her shame even as she saw the flash go off. And even that was alright. Besides, he liked the same old routine. So she lay there, with the most blissful smile she could muster, and contemplated, just a tad bit loudly(so only he could hear), how deviously sinful this morning’s fetus would taste, with just a dash of fresh cum. Tags: shame Current Location: Somewhere Current Mood: Yay Current Music: Goodbye Song- Moldy Peaches
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I wrote this during a long boring lecture on frogs.. how this came about, i don't know SweetHe tasted sweet Like the inside of a burnt marshmallow Light Found sugary victory In the mouth of his addictive rival His mutual enemy He forced his tongue in and down the very throat he wanted to strangle “Please” And the kiss It begun as a fight about who was right and ended in bliss L had decided he didn’t give a shit Whether Light was Kira or Kira was Light He wanted this This passionate meeting of dominating tongues and spit And sweet breath Like the breath they would soon desperately miss But all the logic they possessed Could not explain this lust This i-fucking-hate-you, give-me-your-cock, any-which-way!, i-just-need-you Thrusting of tongues and… other parts And the feral need to be one Not just physically But mentally Drew illict moans From the two geniuses As they took off their clothes And found skin Pale against hot Against thin Against skin Inches and inches of unmarked skin That called out to me touched And tasted And bitten But mostly bitten And to L, a thousand sugar cubes could not pull him away from this SWEET This boy’s mouth was better than any baked Liquid, frosted, sprinkled whatever And the fact that they were chained together Made things all the better As they found comfort in each other’s warmth Hidden deep inside their secret places Secret, like the inside of a burnt marshmallow Warm and sweet Sorta like…. victory Tags: death note, l, raito Current Location: I'm not sure Current Mood: LaLa Current Music: Sold as Freedom-Antiflag
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