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PANDEMONIUM — — — IT BUDS / IT BLOSSOMS , crescent cut open & smiling & lifting up the lilt & sway of her laugh as she throws back her head & titters — unbridled / ungodly . SHE’LL PULL FROM HER BREAST , her own damned apostles ! will forge herself kin – in blight & in bane – to rollick along in daisy - chain & dirty glee with plague & fist & red death rubbed into knuckles split on the bones of doves . ❝ heh , ain’t stealing if you return it . ❞ ﹗ ❪ ʳᵒᵘᵍᵉˢᶜᶦᵒⁿ ⋅ ❫ *
IRE STIRS IN HER BLACK - HOLE BELLY , subdued faux - chagrin waxing with laughable liberty . SHE DOES NOT PLAY ASCETIC . she will not play church - girl , clergy - creature , parish . ABSINTHE ERUPTS AGAINST HER TONGUE as she slurs with sightly / smoky inebriation. ❝ booze , do you sell any booze ? ❞﹗ ❪ ʳᵒᵃˢᵗˢᵃˡᶦᵛᵉ ⋅ ❫ *
THIS BLOG IS UNDERGOING A FACECLAIM CHANGE ! ! going from crystal reed to rooney mara ! just feel like she is a better fit atm . over the next couple days , i’ll be making icons & finishing up camille's pages ( finally ) & probably write some headcanons ! barring that school doesn’t kill me this week !
five word prompts
[inspired by this]
“actually… i just miss you.”
“alright, i’ll leave you alone.”
“and slowly… i was forgotten.”
“and then everything just disappears.”
“and where do i go?”
“anyone could tell from here.”
“are you finishing that or…?”
“are you stupid or stupid?”
“anything, just call me, okay?”
“bitch better have my money.”
“bro… that’s so… not cool…”
“but did you do it?”
“call me now. it’s urgent.”
“can’t you listen to me?”
“cross that. don’t answer that.”
“don’t even think about it.”
“don’t you dare walk away.”
“do it. i dare you.”
“did you think i forgot?”
“eventually… you just move on.”
“even if you still do.”
“everything will fall into place.”
“fight me, you attractive stranger.”
“for once, i need you.”
“for once… i was right.”
“for once… i was wrong.”
“forget i even asked you.”
“forget it. you fucking suck.”
“fuck’s sake, what’s your problem?”
“fuck off. i mean it.”
“give and take. that’s life.”
“great. perfect. nice. fuck this.”
“have you lost your mind?”
“hello? it’s me. i was-”
“hey… that wasn’t so nice.”
“here’s a glass of whatever.”
“how about a hug, hm?”
“how about you make me?”
“i haven’t forgot you yet.”
“i can’t be around you.”
“i don’t need you, really.”
“i don’t need this now.”
“is this your first time?”
“it’s just a cut, really.”
“it wasn’t me, i swear!”
“i said i love you.”
“just don’t fuck it up.”
"just… come back alive, okay?”
“just make sure you’ve eaten.”
“kick his ass for me.”
“killed him? wait, what, literally?”
“life really sucks. feel better.”
“letting go hurts… a lot.”
“let me live, will you?”
“no, i don’t need you.”
“nothing can hurt me now.”
“nothing matters anymore to me.”
“okay it was me… so?”
“people lie all the time.”
“pipe the fuck down, asshole.”
“please, you can’t die now.”
“please don’t leave me alone.”
“quiet. they can hear us.”
“quick! give me your phone!”
“quicker, you freaking piece of-”
“quit it or i’ll bite.”
“quit staring! they’ll notice us!”
"really? do i look stupid?”
“real smooth, tripping over air.”
“rise and shine, sweet thing.”
“rise and fucking shine, motherfucker.”
“seriously? give me a break.”
“so… what are we now?”
“so… did you miss me?”
“so… can we go eat?”
“so… when’s the next flight?”
“so… how did everything go?”
“sometimes, i wish you died.”
“so what? you did it.”
“time passes slower without you.”
“then what do you suggest?”
“the fuck? who are you?”
“then you tell me why.”
“this is not working out.”
“this isn’t what i wanted.”
“this is all a fucking disaster.”
“when did it all happen?”
“who knew you’d be here?”
“why do i even bother?”
“why do i love you?”
“why didn’t you tell me?”
“you’re just… so, so stupid.”
“you can’t be here now.”
“you look like an accident.”
“you really need to go.”
“you know who to call.”
"zero fucks given. next please.”
THIS BLOG UNDERGOING A REVAMP ! ! in the next couple days , camille’s dossier & other pages will finished , hopefully ! also like this for a starter !
hi there! i don't know if you're aware of that?? but your links don't work :)
TARGET ACQUIRED ! hi there ! i actually was not aware of this , but in the last hour , i think managed to fix it ?? none of the pages are actually done though because i’ve been very lazy & also because i’m still doing some last minute research before i put them there . they should be done by the end of this week , hopefully ! but thank you so much for telling me !
twcaps 4&5/100 | two zero ten
SHE WILL PLAY ICONOCLAST BUT, would not dare go where she is not entertained , now enticing her burning implications with kerosene drench lurking twixt tongue & tooth & honeysuckle mewl . LOWKEY COMICALLY … PUNCHES him in the shoulder , dilemma debating savagery’s extent & absolute . if she hits too hard , he’ll most likely become indignantly irate : misfortunate . ﹗ ❪ ᵖʸʳᵉᵗᶦᶜ ⋅ ❫ *
❝ … HEY OLD MAN ! ❞ WITH TONGUE TOYING CONFECTION & saccharide lapping shores to lavish / winsome tongue prowls the PREDATOR , tiresome alleluia cheering on the lucid / woken tedious at creature’s edge ! ❝ heh , ain’t it past your bedtime ? ❞ ﹗ ❪ ᵗᵒʳᵃᵐᵇˡᵉ ⋅ ❫ *
DARKCHOLER﹗
‘ ME ? i’m no child of anyone . why would you care anyway ? ’
❝ … YES YOU . so you have absolutely no relation to the gods ? why i care should stay confidential until you answer my previous question . ❞
PYRETIC﹗
‘ MOST GIRLS LEAVE, YOU KNOW. ’ bruised fingers tug at dark fabric of his shirt, only recently pulled over broad frame, shielding majority of his body’s scars from view. THEY’RE STILL THERE; they always would be. arguably the only constant in his life, the only parts of him he could rely on to remain. ‘ i kick them out most of the time, but the point is, they leave. ’ in truth, he doesn’t mind her company. it’s something of a RELIEF, having someone like him around, even if it means nothing. because it means nothing. perhaps that’s why he isn’t as insistent as usual, doesn’t shove her out the door. they’re on the same page, which puts his mind at rest enough to allow her to stay. to ACCEPT HER COMPANY over the loneliness that would settle in her absence.
murderous hands wrap around the neck of a bottle, cap twisted off before the bitter taste of whiskey streams down aching throat, drinking far too much, able to withstand the taste in knowing the effect it’ll have on him. IN KNOWING HE’LL BE NUMBED. large frame falls back on the bed beside her, far more willing to cradle the bottle than her. ‘ BUT YOU CAN STAY. ’
SHE TITTERS , CHEWS ON HER LIP , baby - tooth buried & gnawing ; chews & chews & smiles like slaughter , moonstruck titter hung like gallows - fiend from blanched teeth . ❝ uh , thanks . gotta carry out a hit on this guy tomorrow anyway . ❞ TETHERED IN THE BINDS OF BRIAR - THORN : monster , or masochist ? the malign turnings of some wicked , poisoned , glee forge her sanguine & savage with jaws a ’ snapping to proud , proud , heel , & the superb / somatic bloom of deathly revolution making a carcass of her to coax from gore & from gristle red , red , glory : there is she , & there is her skin , easy to hurt & easier to humiliate . worn bridled & chary & slit at the hems as her strains against her shackles & chafes herself flushed & avid , weathered woes EATING OPEN carcass for abomination within .
SEE , SHE KNOWS OPIATE , so she knows stupor , knows absinthe & dandelion wine & bred from within insipid contentment , its foundation fed - fat & contrary to ruckus etched into sallow’d gauze at flex & writhe of tawny / bloodied / burdened palm . ❝ you mind handing me a whiskey or what …………. ? ❞
GIRL BRUISES HER KNUCKLES at the jagged hooks of her mouth , laugh a drowning , a drenching , a WILDFIRE BEYOND CONTROL stumbling up her throat in syrup - saturation & brawling serration ! smiles all lipsticked cruor & gore . PICKS HERSELF OFF THE DIRT in slow motion . easy , laughing . two fingers steepled to her nose – probably broken in two places ! three ! definitely bleeding ! ❝ good one . heh . hey – you gonna throw another punch , or …………. ? ❞ ﹗ ❪ ᶦⁿᵛᵃʳᶦᵃᵇˡʸˢᶜʳᵉʷᵉᵈ ⋅ ❫ *
THIS BLOG UNDERGOING A REVAMP ! ! in the next couple days , camille’s dossier & other pages will finished , hopefully ! also like this for a starter !
PERDITION PREENS HER POUT LUSH + … PLIANT, wily dolour wailing bitter mercies from fell - open drunken maw . SHE IS THE NEW GOD , fists filled with bedlam & razor are mangled beyond repair , stigmata alit to riot - rot & viscous rubicund of NETTLE - DREAD . wolfish growl therein : DEATH . let her bloodlust become as vicious / as victorious as any queen or conquerer . a girl grows from her mother / SHE GROWS FROM HER MOTHER . ❝ too good to hit a girl ? ❞ she snarls poison , long - curled , soured sneer baring milk - tooth as wolfish rancour . ﹗ ❪ ʷᵃʳᶦⁿᵏᵉᵈ ⋅ ❫ *
TORAMBLE﹗
‘ STOP ! ’ he interrupts. ’ you realize none of that makes sense. right ? ’
CALAMITY SLIPS AGAINST HER SVELTE , ample suede wolves pelt furring she , an EMBITTERED CONFECTION , in rancour . faux - ire the laugh , the mocking , comes loathly , almost languid . ❝ doesn’t matter . demigods don’t need to make sense . ❞