Buxia 🦋✨
@virulentMonarch
✂ A melody of snarling agony \ ♭eguiling now, ♭y rending flesh ♭ewyched, Through sinew, ♭one, and grisly pageantry—
wꙮuld yꙮu rather be dead, ꙮr irrelevant? - The Mystical Potion Seller Guy Man
✂Any fair suitors this evening to make a lovely ♭ride of me // sweep me off my heels // carry me towards the white sands and crystalline waters and profess their ardent, red-drench love for me this ♭eautiful evening ?
I MEAN IF YOU OFFERIN!! BOUT TO GO ROB TF OUT OF A JEWELRY $$$TORE $$$TAY RIGHT THERE GORGEOU$$$, IM GETTIN A RANG!!
rwooting forw you you can do it just make surwe not to settle
I’ll get¢hu one too, hand$$$ome I got two hand$$$!!
✂Worry not. This jester requests minimum 51 dates and a plint of devotion for me to swoon into smitten silks.
no no !t's okay !'m clearly the afterthought here have fun w!th your f!fty one DATES
52~
✂Sweetest pierrot // thy shall walk in lova♭le hand in mine own // travel the length of the peninsula and down t'wards the alcove where we shall make saccharine, passionate love over sea-soaked satin.
CANNED DRINK. *-- IMPERIALISTHALCYONITE [IH] HAS UPLOADED A VIDEO! --* *THE VIDEO DEPICTS THE CAMERA FACING THAT OF THE PERSON RECORDING THE VIDEO, BEFORE SWITCHING TOWARDS THE PERSPECTIVE FACING THE CAN, HIS FINGERS TRYING TO CLENCH ON THE TAB YET STRUGGLING TO DO SO, THE VIDEO ENDS WITH A SINGULAR, SUDDEN FRAME OF WHAT LOOKS TO BE ARADYM FUCKING BITING INTO THE CAN SPRAYING ITS CONTENTS EVERYWHERE.*
SURPRISINGLY, YES. I SOMETIMES HAVE TO USE A OBJECT AS LEVERAGE JUST TO ENJOY MY CANNED BEVERAGE WITHOUT TEARING INTO IT LIKE A BARKBEAST WITH A BONE.
✂Mine heart extend to thee. Should thou ♭e at the cross roads of sugary trifle \\ please do call upon me. \\ Or consider claws.
I DO HAVE CLAWS OF SORTS, THAT BEING MY FINGERNAILS, BUT WHEN I TRY TO USE THEM, I APPLY SUCH FORCE WHERE I TEAR OFF THE TOP OF THE CAN ENTIRELY, LEAVING JAGGED EDGES THAT I WOULD RATHER NOT WANT STABBING INTO MY LIPS.
AROUND EIGHT FEET TALL.
**rahhhh** I Need To Destress, I Swear To The Messiahs Ii Cannot Handle Another Subjug Getting Here, And Saying "oh My Dear Angel Of The Church Can You Do This Do That And This And That And That" Sometimes I Wish I Could Just Frigginnnn Leaavee Ugh :o)
✂Spread thy wings and fly farthest away, then. If thou'st so tenacious.
THE TROLL IM MOST ATTRACTED TO IS MYSELF. I WISH i HAD MORE SPLINTERS to PAIL WITH. LONELY as FUCK!!!!! #nsfw
✂Letter "f" in this chat, or however we say.
Are you flirting with me thru ¢hittr like$$$ ye$$$! or ye$$$!!!!
✂Nay, through words and hasty touches stayeth mine preference.
Would love to have a friendly chat with a sea dweller, who would be willing to hand over anatomical secrets and details that could be used for great personal gain and leverage.
✂Pray, what could thee possi♭ly offer in way of sacred truths?
Appreciation.
✂I might have a ♭ite of time to extend, then \ driven ♭y the tide of curiosity. Would thou prefer live or paper su♭ject study?
✂Love all, trust a few, \\ Do wrong to none: ♭e a♭le for thine enemy —— rather in power than use; and keep thy friend. Under thy own life's key: ♭e check'd for silence, ♭ut never tax'd for speech.
A$$$ poeti¢ a$$$ ever, Buxia~
If you would, please heed my advice...This newcomer to the castle is most unfortuitious... I smell ivory and wickedness on her breath...My Liege
If you would, please heed my advice...Try as I might, I fear this one is beyond my power... I have alerted the Coral Court, as, the Empress does not believe my words on the matter...My Liege
✂Oh ? Pray tell, what praises them so formida♭le? Thou of middle ♭lood can surely surmount such easy threat.
✂Thee of ♭lacken heart and ashen skin \ hark onto mine warning \ for the ships sail in the fog \ flags flayed from traitor cloth ; lam♭ skin over wolf ears.
am i meant to like rap this? read it like slam poetry? a haiku?
✂'Tis iam♭ic meter \ sing thy song as thou wish —— ingress stress ; egress exhale. Colloquial to thee: consider it vocal meter of theatre.
so i'M getting the vibe that i was KIND OF right. i'LL take that. going to goregle iambic meter and reread this chitt
✂Accolades for thee. I cherish thy willingness for experimentation.
!'ve heard better at the amature hour slam poetry down at the D!VEBAR
✂Tu'es de simplex pensée. Ce n’est pas ta deficiens—— mais am♭itus tuus.