††† Emilia Glazkov †††
@thrustndeep.thespiraleffect.net
🖤 SIN EATER 🖤 The Advocate for The Black Rainbow. Personal assistant to @thespiraleffect.net. (Roleplay)
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maybe on bluesky i
can post photos without
stuck up greek cunt
making me feel ugly.
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maybe on bluesky i
can post photos without
stuck up greek cunt
making me feel ugly.
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June 9, 2025 at 8:40 PM
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maybe on bluesky i
can post photos without
stuck up greek cunt
making me feel ugly.
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maybe on bluesky i
can post photos without
stuck up greek cunt
making me feel ugly.
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June 6, 2025 at 2:48 AM
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to @aurora6s.bsky.social
you spoke of heads.
as if black rainbow was ever one body.
as if gorgo was ever the end.
as if she could speak of death without tasting it.
i do not walk.
i do not knock.
i arrive.
and when i do—
light trembles.
and girls forget how to breathe.
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to @aurora6s.bsky.social
you spoke of heads.
as if black rainbow was ever one body.
as if gorgo was ever the end.
as if she could speak of death without tasting it.
i do not walk.
i do not knock.
i arrive.
and when i do—
light trembles.
and girls forget how to breathe.
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June 3, 2025 at 8:39 PM
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to @aurora6s.bsky.social
you spoke of heads.
as if black rainbow was ever one body.
as if gorgo was ever the end.
as if she could speak of death without tasting it.
i do not walk.
i do not knock.
i arrive.
and when i do—
light trembles.
and girls forget how to breathe.
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to @aurora6s.bsky.social
you spoke of heads.
as if black rainbow was ever one body.
as if gorgo was ever the end.
as if she could speak of death without tasting it.
i do not walk.
i do not knock.
i arrive.
and when i do—
light trembles.
and girls forget how to breathe.
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you hate that i
look like this
that i write
like this
that i am not like you
that i never want to be
you hate me so much
you are blind to knife
in my hand
ready to shove
into your back.
until you feel it
the blade between skin
and i
thrust
in
deep.
look like this
that i write
like this
that i am not like you
that i never want to be
you hate me so much
you are blind to knife
in my hand
ready to shove
into your back.
until you feel it
the blade between skin
and i
thrust
in
deep.
June 2, 2025 at 8:56 PM
you hate that i
look like this
that i write
like this
that i am not like you
that i never want to be
you hate me so much
you are blind to knife
in my hand
ready to shove
into your back.
until you feel it
the blade between skin
and i
thrust
in
deep.
look like this
that i write
like this
that i am not like you
that i never want to be
you hate me so much
you are blind to knife
in my hand
ready to shove
into your back.
until you feel it
the blade between skin
and i
thrust
in
deep.
no filter. no edit.
just lace, hips, and control issues.
say something stupid.
i am bored and need someone to ruin.
just lace, hips, and control issues.
say something stupid.
i am bored and need someone to ruin.
June 1, 2025 at 8:07 AM
no filter. no edit.
just lace, hips, and control issues.
say something stupid.
i am bored and need someone to ruin.
just lace, hips, and control issues.
say something stupid.
i am bored and need someone to ruin.
she dances in circles she did not draw.
tells stories with no tongue.
pretends veil has closed.
but veil remembers.
door long sealed
now hums.
not open.
not yet.
but breathing.
i am coming.
not to reclaim.
to remind.
do not blink
when light shines.
do not breathe when
it goes dark.
tells stories with no tongue.
pretends veil has closed.
but veil remembers.
door long sealed
now hums.
not open.
not yet.
but breathing.
i am coming.
not to reclaim.
to remind.
do not blink
when light shines.
do not breathe when
it goes dark.
June 1, 2025 at 2:36 AM
she dances in circles she did not draw.
tells stories with no tongue.
pretends veil has closed.
but veil remembers.
door long sealed
now hums.
not open.
not yet.
but breathing.
i am coming.
not to reclaim.
to remind.
do not blink
when light shines.
do not breathe when
it goes dark.
tells stories with no tongue.
pretends veil has closed.
but veil remembers.
door long sealed
now hums.
not open.
not yet.
but breathing.
i am coming.
not to reclaim.
to remind.
do not blink
when light shines.
do not breathe when
it goes dark.
for some,
living is not joy.
it is trial.
a thing to endure.
suffering does not shape
something beautiful.
it hollows.
it strips.
it teaches absence.
do not answer it
with rage.
do not beg it
for light.
let it stay empty.
let it echo.
that is nocturne.
that is black rainbow.
living is not joy.
it is trial.
a thing to endure.
suffering does not shape
something beautiful.
it hollows.
it strips.
it teaches absence.
do not answer it
with rage.
do not beg it
for light.
let it stay empty.
let it echo.
that is nocturne.
that is black rainbow.
May 31, 2025 at 5:18 AM
for some,
living is not joy.
it is trial.
a thing to endure.
suffering does not shape
something beautiful.
it hollows.
it strips.
it teaches absence.
do not answer it
with rage.
do not beg it
for light.
let it stay empty.
let it echo.
that is nocturne.
that is black rainbow.
living is not joy.
it is trial.
a thing to endure.
suffering does not shape
something beautiful.
it hollows.
it strips.
it teaches absence.
do not answer it
with rage.
do not beg it
for light.
let it stay empty.
let it echo.
that is nocturne.
that is black rainbow.
bsky felt too tame—
so i came.
but not for long.
so i came.
but not for long.
May 31, 2025 at 3:03 AM
bsky felt too tame—
so i came.
but not for long.
so i came.
but not for long.
black legacy, unfolding
you call it recovery.
we call it ripening.
your hands shake—
not from injury,
but from recognition.
something inside you
already knows
you are ours.
you left your name
in desert wind,
carved new self
from broken vows.
you call it recovery.
we call it ripening.
your hands shake—
not from injury,
but from recognition.
something inside you
already knows
you are ours.
you left your name
in desert wind,
carved new self
from broken vows.
May 31, 2025 at 1:30 AM
black legacy, unfolding
you call it recovery.
we call it ripening.
your hands shake—
not from injury,
but from recognition.
something inside you
already knows
you are ours.
you left your name
in desert wind,
carved new self
from broken vows.
you call it recovery.
we call it ripening.
your hands shake—
not from injury,
but from recognition.
something inside you
already knows
you are ours.
you left your name
in desert wind,
carved new self
from broken vows.
May 25, 2025 at 11:33 PM
i do not need to raise voice.
leather speaks for me.
hands out. knees down.
i will teach you how to obey beautifully.
leather speaks for me.
hands out. knees down.
i will teach you how to obey beautifully.
May 24, 2025 at 6:41 AM
i do not need to raise voice.
leather speaks for me.
hands out. knees down.
i will teach you how to obey beautifully.
leather speaks for me.
hands out. knees down.
i will teach you how to obey beautifully.
absolutely.
are we talking make believe
habits that can kill us
or do you want real thing?
are we talking make believe
habits that can kill us
or do you want real thing?
May 23, 2025 at 1:38 PM
absolutely.
are we talking make believe
habits that can kill us
or do you want real thing?
are we talking make believe
habits that can kill us
or do you want real thing?
did i kill him?
why, detective—
is that what you’re hoping for?
or just what turns you on?
why, detective—
is that what you’re hoping for?
or just what turns you on?
May 8, 2025 at 4:51 AM
did i kill him?
why, detective—
is that what you’re hoping for?
or just what turns you on?
why, detective—
is that what you’re hoping for?
or just what turns you on?
i am bored of you.
do something dangerous.
do something dangerous.
May 4, 2025 at 8:38 AM
i am bored of you.
do something dangerous.
do something dangerous.
do i not deserve love?
love that stays
once it sees teeth beneath the smile
and shadow beneath the silk.
love that stays
once it sees teeth beneath the smile
and shadow beneath the silk.
May 4, 2025 at 2:58 AM
do i not deserve love?
love that stays
once it sees teeth beneath the smile
and shadow beneath the silk.
love that stays
once it sees teeth beneath the smile
and shadow beneath the silk.
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⠀𓆩✦ 𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘣𝘰𝘸 ✦𓆪
⠀⠀𓆩☾ 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘧𝘭𝘺 ☾𓆪
⠀⠀⠀𓆩✦ 𝘦𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 ✦𓆪
⠀⠀⠀⠀𓆩☾ 𝘧𝘭𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘴𝘬𝘺 ☾𓆪
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⠀𓆩✦ 𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘣𝘰𝘸 ✦𓆪
⠀⠀𓆩☾ 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘧𝘭𝘺 ☾𓆪
⠀⠀⠀𓆩✦ 𝘦𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 ✦𓆪
⠀⠀⠀⠀𓆩☾ 𝘧𝘭𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘴𝘬𝘺 ☾𓆪
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April 28, 2025 at 1:34 AM
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⠀𓆩✦ 𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘣𝘰𝘸 ✦𓆪
⠀⠀𓆩☾ 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘧𝘭𝘺 ☾𓆪
⠀⠀⠀𓆩✦ 𝘦𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 ✦𓆪
⠀⠀⠀⠀𓆩☾ 𝘧𝘭𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘴𝘬𝘺 ☾𓆪
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⠀𓆩✦ 𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘣𝘰𝘸 ✦𓆪
⠀⠀𓆩☾ 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘧𝘭𝘺 ☾𓆪
⠀⠀⠀𓆩✦ 𝘦𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 ✦𓆪
⠀⠀⠀⠀𓆩☾ 𝘧𝘭𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘴𝘬𝘺 ☾𓆪
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you don't own me.
or do you?
or do you?
April 27, 2025 at 4:15 AM
you don't own me.
or do you?
or do you?
vesuvius is closed.
i’m not.
i’m not.
April 26, 2025 at 8:07 AM
vesuvius is closed.
i’m not.
i’m not.
22.
the number of bones i’ve broken to feel alive.
today might make 23.
the number of bones i’ve broken to feel alive.
today might make 23.
April 24, 2025 at 2:35 AM
22.
the number of bones i’ve broken to feel alive.
today might make 23.
the number of bones i’ve broken to feel alive.
today might make 23.
they crowned me in red.
not for love—
but for what i buried beneath it.
not for love—
but for what i buried beneath it.
April 23, 2025 at 3:19 AM
they crowned me in red.
not for love—
but for what i buried beneath it.
not for love—
but for what i buried beneath it.
#TheVale theater room is rocking tonight. #BlackRainbow
April 22, 2025 at 4:08 AM
#TheVale theater room is rocking tonight. #BlackRainbow
ɪ ᴅɪꜱᴛɪʟʟᴇᴅ ꜱɪʟᴇɴᴄᴇ | 𝘕𝘰𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦
ɪɴᴛᴏ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ʙʟᴀᴄᴋᴇʀ. | 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦
ᴀɴᴅ ɴᴏᴡ? | 𝘉𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘬
ɪ ᴅᴀʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏ ꜱɪᴘ. | 𝘙𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘣𝘰𝘸
ɪɴᴛᴏ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ʙʟᴀᴄᴋᴇʀ. | 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦
ᴀɴᴅ ɴᴏᴡ? | 𝘉𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘬
ɪ ᴅᴀʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏ ꜱɪᴘ. | 𝘙𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘣𝘰𝘸
April 15, 2025 at 5:06 PM
ɪ ᴅɪꜱᴛɪʟʟᴇᴅ ꜱɪʟᴇɴᴄᴇ | 𝘕𝘰𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦
ɪɴᴛᴏ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ʙʟᴀᴄᴋᴇʀ. | 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦
ᴀɴᴅ ɴᴏᴡ? | 𝘉𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘬
ɪ ᴅᴀʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏ ꜱɪᴘ. | 𝘙𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘣𝘰𝘸
ɪɴᴛᴏ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ʙʟᴀᴄᴋᴇʀ. | 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦
ᴀɴᴅ ɴᴏᴡ? | 𝘉𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘬
ɪ ᴅᴀʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏ ꜱɪᴘ. | 𝘙𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘣𝘰𝘸