Malik Romano (@atroceblasonate) 's Twitter Profile
Malik Romano

@atroceblasonate

This venom that pumps in my veins has left a void that can only be filled with @FeistyDelicacyโ€™s light. | MC | PARODY

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๐Š๐š๐๐ž ๐“๐จ๐ซ๐ซ๐ž๐ง๐œ๐ž (@odiccognoscente) 's Twitter Profile Photo

๐–๐ก๐ž๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐€๐ง๐ ๐ž๐ฅ ๐‚๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ž๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ƒ๐ž๐ฏ๐ข๐ฅ ๐๐š๐œ๐ค ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐€๐ซ๐ข๐š ๐„. ๐“๐จ๐ซ๐ซ๐š๐ง๐œ๐ž.. โ€œWhen the angel called the devil, it wasnโ€™t mercy but a summons; she spoke his name like a curse and a prayer, and he knew it was never salvation, only ruin; theyโ€™d burn in together."

๐–๐ก๐ž๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐€๐ง๐ ๐ž๐ฅ ๐‚๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ž๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ƒ๐ž๐ฏ๐ข๐ฅ ๐๐š๐œ๐ค ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก <a href="/OpulentPrincesa/">๐€๐ซ๐ข๐š ๐„. ๐“๐จ๐ซ๐ซ๐š๐ง๐œ๐ž.</a>.

โ€œWhen the angel called the devil, it wasnโ€™t mercy but a summons; she spoke his name like a curse and a prayer, and he knew it was never salvation, only ruin; theyโ€™d burn in together."
๐Š๐š๐๐ž ๐“๐จ๐ซ๐ซ๐ž๐ง๐œ๐ž (@odiccognoscente) 's Twitter Profile Photo

๐€๐ง๐š๐ญ๐จ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐š๐ง ๐”๐ง๐›๐ซ๐จ๐ค๐ž๐ง ๐‡๐ž๐š๐ซ๐ญ โ€ข ะฟัั‚ัŒ "Every breath beside the wreckage was a confession he never voiced, carved not in words but in fire and bone, witnessed by flashing lights and kept in silence." Read: tinyurl.com/ycye7uvh

๐€๐ง๐š๐ญ๐จ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐š๐ง ๐”๐ง๐›๐ซ๐จ๐ค๐ž๐ง ๐‡๐ž๐š๐ซ๐ญ โ€ข ะฟัั‚ัŒ

"Every breath beside the wreckage was a confession he never voiced, carved not in words but in fire and bone, witnessed by flashing lights and kept in silence."

Read: tinyurl.com/ycye7uvh
๐›๐จ๐ก๐ž๐ฆ๐ข๐š๐ง ๐ซ๐ž๐ฅ๐ข๐ฌ๐ก. (@sanctifythysin) 's Twitter Profile Photo

Kristoff Vittori Oh, my brother, you donโ€™t have to follow in your bloodline. Oh, we got each other, and if you got tomorrow, then you still got time to break the chain that left you scarred. From where you came /isnโ€™t/ who you are. ( โ€”โ€” โ€œWhat guilt?โ€ )

Malik Romano (@atroceblasonate) 's Twitter Profile Photo

๐‘Š๐‘’โ€™๐‘ฃ๐‘’ ๐‘ ๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘Ÿ๐‘’๐‘‘ ๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘โ„Ž ๐‘œ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘ค๐‘–๐‘กโ„Ž ๐‘“๐‘–๐‘Ÿ๐‘’ ๐‘œ๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘ฆ๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘ , ๐‘๐‘ข๐‘ก ๐ผ ๐‘ค๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘™๐‘‘ ๐‘ ๐‘ก๐‘–๐‘™๐‘™ ๐‘ ๐‘ก๐‘’๐‘ ๐‘–๐‘›๐‘ก๐‘œ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘“๐‘™๐‘Ž๐‘š๐‘’๐‘  ๐‘“๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ ๐‘ฆ๐‘œ๐‘ข, ๐‘›๐‘œ ๐‘š๐‘Ž๐‘ก๐‘ก๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘คโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘ก ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘๐‘Ÿ๐‘–๐‘๐‘’ ๐‘‘๐‘’๐‘š๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘๐‘ , Vittoria Roth.. โ€” ๐ฐ๐œ๐ฐ. โ€”

๐‘Š๐‘’โ€™๐‘ฃ๐‘’ ๐‘ ๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘Ÿ๐‘’๐‘‘ ๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘โ„Ž ๐‘œ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘ค๐‘–๐‘กโ„Ž ๐‘“๐‘–๐‘Ÿ๐‘’ ๐‘œ๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘ฆ๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘ , ๐‘๐‘ข๐‘ก ๐ผ ๐‘ค๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘™๐‘‘ ๐‘ ๐‘ก๐‘–๐‘™๐‘™ ๐‘ ๐‘ก๐‘’๐‘ ๐‘–๐‘›๐‘ก๐‘œ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘“๐‘™๐‘Ž๐‘š๐‘’๐‘  ๐‘“๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ ๐‘ฆ๐‘œ๐‘ข, ๐‘›๐‘œ ๐‘š๐‘Ž๐‘ก๐‘ก๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘คโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘ก ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘๐‘Ÿ๐‘–๐‘๐‘’ ๐‘‘๐‘’๐‘š๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘๐‘ , <a href="/FurtiveSultana/">Vittoria Roth.</a>.

         โ€”   ๐ฐ๐œ๐ฐ.   โ€”
UN HOLDER (@odictorrence) 's Twitter Profile Photo

๐“๐ข๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐€๐ญ๐ž๐ฌฬง ๐Š๐š๐ซ๐š๐ก๐š๐ง. ๐‘‡โ„Ž๐‘’ ๐ต๐‘ข๐‘Ÿ๐‘›๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” ๐‘†โ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘‘๐‘œ๐‘ค. He was once a boy locked in a gilded cage where his trauma made him obedient and the silence made him sharp. He learned to bleed quietly, and now he doesnโ€™t bleed at all. Dark Themes || OC.

UN HOLDER (@odictorrence) 's Twitter Profile Photo

๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐“๐ฐ๐จ: ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐–๐ž๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐š๐ง ๐”๐ง๐ฌ๐ฉ๐จ๐ค๐ž๐ง ๐–๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐ "He carries the weight of an unspoken wound like a crown; his father forged the pain, but his mother sanctified it with silence and called it legacy." Read: tinyurl.com/5cyht54h

๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐“๐ฐ๐จ: ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐–๐ž๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐š๐ง ๐”๐ง๐ฌ๐ฉ๐จ๐ค๐ž๐ง ๐–๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐

"He carries the weight of an unspoken wound like a crown; his father forged the pain, but his mother sanctified it with silence and called it legacy."

Read: tinyurl.com/5cyht54h
๐ถ๐‘ฆ๐‘›๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘Ž (@damndestofdeath) 's Twitter Profile Photo

๐๐€๐‚๐Š๐’๐“๐Ž๐‘๐˜; ๐ˆ๐๐“๐‘๐Ž๐ƒ๐”๐‚๐“๐ˆ๐Ž๐ ๐–๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐ž ๐๐ฅ๐จ๐จ๐ ๐‘๐ฎ๐ง๐ฌ ๐‚๐จ๐ฅ๐ tumblr.com/coloremortelleโ€ฆ

๐๐€๐‚๐Š๐’๐“๐Ž๐‘๐˜; ๐ˆ๐๐“๐‘๐Ž๐ƒ๐”๐‚๐“๐ˆ๐Ž๐ 
๐–๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐ž ๐๐ฅ๐จ๐จ๐ ๐‘๐ฎ๐ง๐ฌ ๐‚๐จ๐ฅ๐

tumblr.com/coloremortelleโ€ฆ
๐“žriana. (@ofsuchbeauty) 's Twitter Profile Photo

๐ˆ๐… ๐‹๐Ž๐•๐ˆ๐๐† ๐Œ๐„ ๐–๐€๐’ ๐€ ๐Œ๐ˆ๐’๐“๐€๐Š๐„ หš ยท . (( Storyline with ๐‹๐ž๐ฏ๐ข ๐•๐š๐ฅ๐๐ž๐ณ )) The night wrapped around me like silk. I moved through it slowly, the click of my heels echoing down the quiet street. The city lights caught in my hair as it fell over my shoulder. โ†ฌ

๐ˆ๐… ๐‹๐Ž๐•๐ˆ๐๐† ๐Œ๐„ ๐–๐€๐’ ๐€ ๐Œ๐ˆ๐’๐“๐€๐Š๐„ หš ยท .
 (( Storyline with <a href="/ThornReliquary/">๐‹๐ž๐ฏ๐ข ๐•๐š๐ฅ๐๐ž๐ณ</a> ))

The night wrapped around me like silk. I moved through it slowly, the click of my heels echoing down the quiet street. The city lights caught in my hair as it fell over my shoulder. โ†ฌ