IRON WILL

INSIDE ME, SOME FERAL ANIMAL CLAWS AT MY RIBCAGE, TRAPPED.

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MORE OFTEN THAN NOT, THE DOG WHO BITES IS THE DOG WHO FEELS HE HAS NO OTHER OPTION; I FEEL AS THOUGH MY BODY LANGUAGE MUST CONSTANTLY BE SCREAMING "IF YOU DO NOT KEEP YOUR FINGERS OFF THE BARS, YOU WILL GET THEM TORN OFF."

#BARKSBACK. ind. pri. sel. JAKE PARK of bhvr's DEAD BY DAYLIGHT. extremely canon divergent and very low activity. hooked by SPENCER ( 24 | they/them | mst ). CARRD.

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coughs . so i got really into evil dead recently

[batpowder]

the baby bat screamed out in fright, ❝ turn on the dark, i'm afraid of the light. ❞

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open mouth coughs on the dash. @invisibtch .

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my spotify wrapped is kinda shite this year (i wrote a lot so all of my writing music took the top spots)

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open mouth coughs on the dash. @invisibtch .

[m3chaman]

𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖂𝖆𝖞𝖋𝖆𝖗𝖊𝖗 𝖒𝖆𝖗𝖈𝖍𝖊𝖘 𝖋𝖔𝖗𝖜𝖆𝖗𝖉 𝖙𝖎𝖗𝖊𝖑𝖊𝖘𝖘𝖑𝖞, 𝖈𝖗𝖔𝖘𝖘𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖆 𝖘𝖊𝖆 𝖔𝖋 𝖋𝖔𝖌 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖈𝖑𝖆𝖘𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖍𝖎𝖘 𝖇𝖑𝖆𝖉𝖊 𝖆𝖌𝖆𝖎𝖓𝖘𝖙 𝖋𝖊𝖆𝖗𝖘𝖔𝖒𝖊 𝖔𝖕𝖕𝖔𝖓𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖘. 𝖒𝖆𝖓𝖞 𝖆𝖗𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖙𝖎𝖒𝖊𝖘 𝖍𝖊 𝖋𝖆𝖑𝖑𝖘, 𝖞𝖊𝖙 𝖍𝖊 𝖆𝖑𝖜𝖆𝖞𝖘 𝖗𝖎𝖘𝖊𝖘 𝖇𝖆𝖈𝖐 𝖚𝖕, 𝖋𝖔𝖗 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖕𝖆𝖙𝖍 𝖒𝖚𝖘𝖙 𝖇𝖊 𝖜𝖆𝖑𝖐𝖊𝖉.

[sloppjockey]

bh. gouache watercolor on paper

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happy dispatch day i am inconsolable

[clarawinnie]

DOBERMAN

5x7 inches

4 color needlepoint

[inprnt]

“Visitor in the Garden” by Rachael Marjamaa on INPRNT

[1five1two]

Sara Ladds.

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@infear, the ghostface said: there is a place pain takes you.

IT'S A PLACE THEY KNOW ALL TOO WELL; an eerie sense of calm as survivor is ripped apart, comfort found in the familiarity of suffering. the body expects it: impact as weight is thrown to the ground, blade plunging through flesh, hook piercing through muscle. you know exactly what will happen, exactly how it feels. if you hold your breath, you feel next to nothing at all.

' you don't know a thing about pain. ' they do not spit. they do not bark. rather, voice is steady and quiet, matter-of-fact; saboteur stares just past the ghostface from their place 'pon rusted meat hook, almost as though metal isn't piercing their shoulder at all. that could change, though. they fight a smile at the thought. you could learn. i could teach you. a generator dings and lights up in the foggy distance, and dark gaze slowly slides to irritating white mask before him. ' you're losing time, y'know. might wanna go do something about that. '

[notmorbid]

wild dark shore.

dialogue prompts from wild dark shore by charlotte mcconaghy.

i never loved a place before i came here.

i am very good at 'calm'.

only the living can do harm.

i'm here. i won't leave you.

you get all that from wikipedia?

i'm not so far gone that i don't know it's a lie.

i need you to keep your guard up.

it takes a while for your body to forget.

you won't get those stains out by hand, even with bleach.

i don't like wildcards.

we're only strangers until we're not.

there is a place pain takes you.

i try so hard to be enough, but i never will be.

you're a bit grumpy, huh?

i think i've been pissed off for a while.

everything burns, if it's hot enough.

it was hard to be cheerful, after that.

there's no point in rebuilding. it will go again.

what are you meant to do with kids? protect them, or be honest?

i didn't realize it would be so hard to see.

i'm a conversation-killer. a mood-deflater.

you shouldn't have to be alone.

i had no idea you could be so stupid.

i've never seen another woman's body before.

i don't like losing control.

you can sleep, you know. i'll stay with you.

things affect people in different ways.

show me something i won't see anywhere else in the world.

we'll eat on the couch, like normal people.

are you feeling okay today?

do you have any kids?

the world's not a good place for a child.

it's not a good idea to fall in love. not with people, and not with places.

what was your youthful rebellion?

any rebellion i had was always this quiet anger, always swallowed down.

i'm going to make it. it's not going to kill me.

i sleep better when i have company.

you didn't have to lie.

i'm unraveled, and i don't know how to tie my pieces back together.

i've lost too much, and i am too much lost.

it's not safe here for me anymore.

they fear what i've realized, and they fear me for knowing it.

don't do anything stupid, okay?

i missed you like a limb cut off.

when i think about leaving, i almost can't breathe.

'stubborn' is too small a word for what you are.

i can help. i'm handier than i look.

i like building things.

the worst part is the lack of company, so you can talk, and i'll work.

maybe the truth is more uncomfortable than you'd like to admit.

you'll have a scar.

i wanted to pretend it hadn't happened, for an afternoon.

you just have to keep going, that's all. there's nothing else.

guilt is a heavy thing to carry alone.

what i miss most wasn't anything i expected.

the truth is, i would do anything for you.

i wanted your life to be different.

i like having things to do. i like feeling useful.

it is a skill, figuring out how you feel and articulating it. it's not easy. but i think it's important to try.

i'm not built to be a mother.

i feel like a child playing dress-up.

this can't be happening again.

at some point, you have to choose your own life.

i messed up. i think i mess up all the time.

love expands when it needs to. it adapts. it embraces.

i don't have a good answer. you won't feel comforted by it.

this could be freeing. do you feel freed?

should we not have done that?

i thought i could have died from wanting you so badly.

how come you never had kids?

i had no idea you had such cruelty in you.

here is the nature of life: that we must love things with our whole selves, knowing they will die.

if you want sense from what happened, you'll have to make it yourself.

why did you have kids, if you weren't going to bother keeping them safe?

i have not made myself easy to love.

i've had enough of careful.

this world is a dumpster fire.

this is bad. this is way worse than i realized.

where men go, there is harm.

i have to do better. i have to be better.

i'm not letting _____ anywhere near you. you're safe.

you can tell me. whatever it is, i'll try to understand.

don't be nice to me.

does it always hurt like this?

it gets less painful with time.

a lot of people have fallen under ____'s spell. there's no shame in it.

you can't think about what's getting left behind. there will be time for that later.

this is a very weird time to have that conversation.

if you don't know what to say, listen. okay?

it's really fucking sad it takes loss to know the precise quality of love.

just a little farther now. not long to go.

there is a colder place than this. don't let it find you.

i'll carry you on my back for as long as it takes.

[mcmorare]

MEMORARE [me.moˈra.re], verb, from latin memoro or memor:

mcmorare; an indie marvel oc with verses in the hunger games, ted lasso, wwdits, dead by daylight, and more. written by quinn. ©

to remember, to mention/recount, to remind

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jake park

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@mcmorare sent 💬 for a starter!

' THIS IS NOT A GAME. ' saboteur fights to swallow down the snapping edge that threatens to creep into his voice. she reminds jake so much of himself: unruly and fiercely independent, with a stubborn streak that goes for miles. the stone wall is an excellent safeguard against uncertainty, against fear. he thinks back to those first few trials; a raw and feral instinct clawing at his ribcage as snapping, nervous dog was backed into the corner over and over again. he remembers that fear— feels it, still, even now.

a quick glance over their shoulder. a heavy sigh. god, is this how dwight felt dealing with me? ' it's terrifying and it sucks, and i'm sorry, ' voice softens as he holds his hand out to newest survivor, ' but we're a team, remember? if we wanna get out of here, then we all need to do our part. '