Mother, let me tell you a secret Your flowers always died in my hands And I hated being the goddess of spring Something you could never understand And I know how you see me Your broken, corrupted child of light But mother, I wanted pomegranates and death I craved the cruel shadows of the night Mother, the god of the dead loves me He bows before me on his knees He offers me a crown of thorns And calls me his queen And maybe you did love me, mother But he loves me, darkness and all He knew that I was meant for more Than being your silly, fragile doll ---------- "Aren't you afraid of my darkness, cara mia?" Hades asked with mischief in his eyes. "No, mon cher." Persephone replied, "You haven't seen mine yet." OC x OC!Addams Wednesday @madebyrach , 2023

"What, you don't think I'm a bad boy?" "We're in an camp for delinquents. They're all bad boys here." FIRST BOOK IN THE WICKED SERIES

"вιтcн, do ι looĸ lιĸe a вaвyѕιттer тo yoυ?!" "jυѕт тaĸe care oғ тнeм υnтιl ι ғιnd тнe cυre, pleaѕe", нe deмanded. "yoυ вeттer pay мe нoe!" ▁ ▂ ▄ ▅ ▆ ▇ █ yeet █ ▇ ▆ ▅ ▄ ▂ ▁ warnings: •color language •slightly sad themes •fluff •crackhead moments •lowercase intended •dark mode recommended!! ▁ ▂ ▄ ▅ ▆ ▇ █ yeet █ ▇ ▆ ▅ ▄ ▂ ▁ 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝: 𝟔/𝟏𝟖/𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟎 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐝: 𝟕/𝟏𝟒/𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟎