🦊LynnPeyo🐲

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Haha, having a mind of their own. You never know what will happen next!

“You need to stop this.” “This? This being what?” “Whatever makes everyone flock to you like you’re some goddamn idol.” He couldn’t help but snicker at the word ‘goddamn’. He tapped his chin thoughtfully. “Ah yes. I may be damned, but I am no idol.” She raised her eyebrows. “Yeah no, I said like,” then shook her head, “I don’t know. You’re just too smooth I guess.” A dry, short laugh. “Aye. Well. It’s all part of the mask.” She looked at him wordlessly, the way she did when questions swarmed her mind. He shrugged. “You know. Suave and confident, all powerful, mischievous, dangerous… all that,” he gestured. “It’s part of the play, the mask.” A sudden discomfort flooded over her. Why did it sound he was rejecting about everything he had ever been, to her? Was it all just an act? She had felt a strange sense of security in the predictability of him being… impossibly frustrating. She hated it, but it also felt… home. It felt that with one casual sentence, the walls in that home had began to crack. She shifted uncomfortably. “Uh… but… I mean… that is you, no? It’s not just a mask, you are that?” Again, he shrugged. “Maybe I am. Maybe I am not. Which mask are you wearing today?” She blinked. “Writer? Warden? World-Walker? Witch? Woman?”, he enumerated, “…Human?” The last made her flinch. “I am that.” “Possibly. Are you all at the same time? Or are you switching masks?” “Huh…” “They all belong to you. If you choose them to. However, are they you?” “I thought so. Are you asking me of my essence?” “Mmhm.” “What do you think my essence is?” He smiled softly and tilted his head. “You, in essence, are something precious.” In one smooth motion, he closed the space between them, two fingers lifting her chin to meet his eyes. And when he noticed her breath hitch, he added quietly “Something… that belongs to me.” Lynn Peyo

Good evening BlueSky.
Do your fingers sometimes do what they want? I had in mind to write one thing, out came something entirely different.
Well. These two won’t leave me alone just yet.

#vss365 #suave
#whistpr #mask
#WIPSnips #belong

I didn’t write this, I never would, never could, never can you know. You really did me a number on this, when I slumber, something’s amiss, I walk a black coast, foaming sea I reach out for ghosts, they call out to me: ‘You cannot go back.’ Nor can I leave To put it simple, put it brief, what I feel cannot be real, cannot be true, please say it, too, it can’t possibly last it happened too fast, I should run, I should drown, because you, you are the only thing that feels like home.

Good evening, brooders.
How has your weekend been?
Blessed with letters and rhyme? ✨
Reach out if you like, I don’t - typically - bite.

My contribution to today’s prompts, and to interrupt my prose.
#Whistpr #home
#Vss365 #last
#WipSnips #number
#FromOneLine “I didn’t write this”
#poetry

Oh my.

Hah!!! 👏🏼

The murmurations of sensations rushing through my nervous system bursting, to my exasperation from the pores of my skin dedicated to shattering the resolve within my eyes flutter my heart stutters all those matters that I’ve been trying so hard to hide flushed into the open with one single stride You placed yourself in my back, breath in my neck, hand at my throat and and you know as well as I that this is what they call ‘in check’ I don’t dare breathe I cannot move all that I do — entirely up to you “Get out of my dreams,” I say you laugh “Oh you know that I will stay.”

#Whistpr #Murmuration
#Vss365 #matters
#WipSnips #dedicate
#poetry

Hello fellow poets 🐉
Hope you’re having a day filled with inspirations. Here’s my piece for today.

I collect confetti. Moments that used to matter. Gathered from the holes in the floor, the back row of pews in the church, the bits left between the pages of a book. The forgotten, disregarded, the ones that hurt too much. That sting like a nettle, as I slowly make tea.
#vss365

#vss365 #health #WIPSnips #disorganised

More shenanigans await.

#vss365 #WIPSnips
#Learning

Im not sure this still counts for vss, my fingers flew away from me.
More from «these two». Names soon.

Thank you Amanda! 🌊

#vss365 #WIPSnips #impede #reflection
What have these two been up to since last night?

When your ex, whom you do not follow, who does not follow you, shows up on your feed because a mutual seems to be reblogging them, that, my dears, is terribly #timed, and I shall see you to the proverbial door.
Not welcome here anymore.

#vss365

More #vss365? Sure. Quite #achievable on a fine Sunday when the muses are figuratively biting.

Here’s my piece. I didn’t quite manage the v part of vss but hey. Some personalities are too big.

#measurable #vss365

When I finally said “All right, fuck it. Yes. Show me.” and agreed to his terms, I somehow forgot to ask for the #specifics – what it really meant to entangle with something like him.
Only months later, it occurred to me that daimons are forever.
And forever is much longer than you think.
#vss365

😏 I bet.

Oh what about the Death Star. My friend was trying to get that, that’ll probably take them a few weeks though 😝

There's a small fraction of indulgence in your poise when you call for action and I infallibly question the ploy For how could any such surrender serve me when you hold the chains No, I don't want to hear reason, will pretend I can't hear you, I know it's in vain as you're in my head, between my thoughts sliding up my vertebrae with heat laced into the breath I caught but l, I shan't ever, ever admit defeat.

Today’s #vss365 is #action. Here’s my piece of #poetry.

You should see my 3in1 dragon! 🤭

Last night they told me I had options I could give them what they craved but somehow I did not feel like feeding demons instead I gave my hand, betrothed now to this sloth I am day in day out I do repent but never saying it aloud I ponder what if I had given my juicy flesh to these driven hellish creatures from the void.

#vss365 on #options
Do you feel like you have too many?
Are they *viable*?

Bad options?

Surely 🤭

Broken, under water
sinking in currents, see
how #radiant your eyes
when finally you breathe

Let the salt-swill fill you
until your lungs are sea
lies drown under pressure
– you’re nothing more to me

#whistpr #poetry

“You know it’s not real though”
“It is to me”
“Yeah but magic and the such isn’t really real”
“It is, to me”
“Come on, you need to stop living in this fantasy world! #Reality isn’t like that”
“Absolutely is”, she said, and with one flick of her hand, disintegrated him into ashes and dust.

#vss365

I used to have #goals
Burning hot
like glowing coals
Before I realised
I had fantasised
For what are they
but illusions
Carefully crafted intrusions
Into present moments
We could cherish
Instead of run from
Instead of lament
What’s long gone

#vss365 #poetry

He said he would leave no trace of me, once the process was done &I was completely eradicated. I had no #issue with that. The only issue I had was how effort &time was spent to annihilate me, like the least amount of attention was actively working against the whole point of becoming
Nothing.
#vss365

💜

With that spark in your melody, you transport me into abysmal dark Your voice a felony that I drink from you, I, a desert-soul parched, starved, sink begging to be carved into memory yet dangling on the edge of oblivion I ask for no hand to catch me, no wretch to fetch me, only that you wrap those notes around me tight enough to kill while the world burns and my heart fills with the fairest, fatal chills

#vss365 #transport #poetry

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When someone you know asks you whether you could Vipps (mobile pay) Lindy Fay Hella on their behalf

(Insert slightly puzzled face)

I say, yes sure

They say, do you have her number?

I say,… no…I do not have her number 🙃 (lowly peasant like me, how)

So I vipps the lady Lindy

Im like…what just?

I will be entirely forgotten.