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[bcrntragedy-blog]

Did Laura or your parents ever know about your experiments as a child?

        ‘  no.  what i did wasn’t ever any of their concern.’

[tunedriver-blog]

‘ baby driver ‘ sentence starters.  (  ask  meme  )

          –––   a  list  of  quotes  from  the  new  movie  ‘ baby  driver ’   with  partial  credit  to  starswritten​  for  a  good  chunk  of  them  !

❛    i  thought  we  weren’t  allowed  to  discuss  our  real  names.    ❜ ❛    you  two  are  perfect  for  each  other.  i  mean  that.    ❜ ❛    this  is  your  fucking  mess  !    ❜ ❛    where  do  you  get  off  ?    ❜ ❛    you  know  that  bitch  ,  baby  ?    ❜ ❛    what’s  the  name  of  that  song  you’re  singing  ?    ❜ ❛    you  know  what  would  be  real  ,  real  romantic  ?  if  you  stabbed  him.    ❜ ❛    you  never  had  a  lucky  song  before  ?    ❜ ❛    tell  me  what  we’re  gonna  do  with  all  that  money.    ❜ ❛    i  make  a  mean  cup  of  coffee.  no  i  don’t  ,  i  make  terrible  coffee.    ❜ ❛    is  she  a  good  girl  ?  do  you  love  her  ?    ❜ ❛    she  was  a  good  girl.  i  loved  her.    ❜ ❛    i  think  …  we  should  get  some  sleep.    ❜ ❛    don’t  listen  to  him.    ❜ ❛    the  bad  news  is  ,  you’re  about  to  make  a  lot  of  money.  the  good  news  is  ,  you’re  about  to  make  a  lot  of  money.    ❜ ❛    look  ,  baby  !  mommy  and  daddy  are  getting  it  on.    ❜ ❛    you  are  so  …  beautiful.    ❜ ❛    you  must  have  friends  in  high  places  to  get  a  table  there.    ❜ ❛    was  he  slow  ?    ❜ ❛    are  you  just  starting  your  day  or  did  you  just  get  off  ?    ❜ ❛    they  call  ,  i  go.    ❜ ❛    i’m  a  driver.    ❜ ❛    well  ,  aren’t  you  mysterious  ?    ❜ ❛    that’s  my  baby.    ❜ ❛    …  questions  ?    ❜ ❛    sometimes  all  i  wanna  do  is  head  west  on  20  in  a  car  i  can’t  afford  ,  with  a  plan  i  don’t  have.    ❜ ❛    that  shit  is  bananas  ,  dog.    ❜ ❛    …  and  that’s  what  makes  him/her/them  the  best.    ❜ ❛    one  more  job  and  i’m  done  ?    ❜ ❛    the  moment  you  catch  feelings  is  the  moment  you  catch  a  bullet.    ❜ ❛    one  of  these  days  ,  baby  ,  you  gotta  get  blood  on  your  hands.    ❜ ❛    time  to  face  the  music.    ❜ ❛    i  have  to  end  this.    ❜ ❛    well  ,  ain’t  y’all  cute  ?    ❜ ❛    people  love  a  great  bank  robbery  story.    ❜ ❛    well  ,  aren’t  you  the  lucky  one  ?    ❜ ❛    that’s  right  !  you  tell  ‘em  ,  baby.    ❜ ❛    that’s  some  oscar  shit  ,  right  there  !    ❜ ❛    you’re  the  best  in  the  business.    ❜ ❛    for  god’s  sakes  ,  [  insert  name  ]  ,  leave  the  kid  alone.    ❜ ❛    yeah  ,  watch  your  mouth.    ❜ ❛    there’s  no  escape  !    ❜ ❛    i  got  the  mental  issues  in  the  crew.  position  taken.    ❜ ❛    that’s  not  the  cops.    ❜ ❛    maybe  your  friend  would  like  to  fill  out  a  suggestion  slip.    ❜ ❛    b - a - b - y  ,  baby.    ❜ ❛    make  sure  you  tip  the  nice  lady.    ❜ ❛    i  thought  i  told  you  to  run.    ❜ ❛    fuck  you  ,  buddy.    ❜ ❛    if  you  don’t  see  me  again  ,  it’s  because  i’m  dead.    ❜ ❛    you  took  away  something  i  loved  ,  now  i’m  going  to  do  the  same  to  you.    ❜ ❛    he’s  a  devil  behind  the  wheel  ,  what  the  hell  else  do  you  gotta  know  ?    ❜

[ksafs]

yeah lets see who is loser

[tillaras-a-deactivated20190609]

@bcrntragedy.

[steminfused]

@bcrntragedy / liked for a starter 

    “B r o t h e r…” Her voice travels through the stale air like a whisper on the wind, barely audible down the hall where the shadows melt into the open space, sticking to the walls with an inky blackness. She senses him, knows he lingers so close… 

                 So close… 

    If she had a heart, she knows it would be beating wildly in her chest—oh, to see her dear little brother again—but in this place, in Ruben’s fabricated world, she is nothing more than a fragmented memory, a poorly stitched shadow of her former self. Here, she is empty, hollow like the hallway she walks down barefoot, the skin of her heels numb to the cold and blood-stained tiles. 

                    “Please… Don’t leave m e…”

[bcrntragedy-blog]

         what was left of her ; what remained.  in this twisted mind of his,  only remnants of her true self lingered, in places where if he looked just so, she would disappear -- only to leave behind the rotting, savage image of herself, attacking those who dare enter this place in search of himself.  yet,  these glimpses of his sister, his beloved,  are as close to a blessing as he can fathom -- her sight weakened a cold, dead heart, if only momentarily. 

       his stance falters, once tense shoulders relaxing as fingers curl loosely into palms.  just as she had looked before the accursed fire  ;  before they had changed the fate of the victoriano children.  a step closer -- another -- bare feet ‘pon cold tile making the softest of sounds.  close enough now, he can almost reach her, lay fingers on the beautiful, flowing hair that frames her face ;  the hair he would sit and brush and braid while discussing poetry and other things with his sibling.  now, it reeked of blood and of ash. 

                      ‘ ... you know i’d never do that to you.’

[seraphicform]

They’ve been watching you, Kid.

[abandoned-dog-blog]

Parts of parts left behind

[decayingcat]

Well known ‘waiting room’ in Pripyat’s hospital

[kaylamsavage]

patient porches of an abandoned tuberculosis hospital

[ruvikcollection-blog]

[killerfluffy]

[andyacklesspn]

[herinfest]

                                 in   a   world  that   was   but   a   simple  PLAYGROUND,     it  was  something  the  twins  took  great  advantage  of.    LATCHING  onto  it  like  two  horrific  leeches  &  draining  this  planet  for  what  it  was.     learning,   examining  &  thus  —-  EVOLVING.   the  she-plague  would  merely  mimicked  what  she  saw  from  humanity,    never  did  she  TRULY  feel  it.    at   their   core,    the   twins   were   all   VOID.    but   that   didn’t  mean  their  interests  couldn’t  be  piqued.     this   appearance   was   made   purely  for  that  –  interest.     pure  black  eyes   watched,    ‘   —–  may   i   ?   ‘    tone  was  null,    though   a  pale  hand  reached  out  halfway,   indicating  she  was  seeking  approval   to  touch,   feel.  —–  a   risk  ?    perhaps.

   &.     starter   for   /   @bcrntragedy

[bcrntragedy-blog]

           oh ,  to see a monster quite like her.  beautiful, long black hair that framed her face so perfectly.  pale, untouched skin almost reminiscent of a dolls’ surface.  the only absent thing had been the caring eyes, ones that looked at him with the same love a mother SHOULD give her child.  what this otherworldly apparition may have been, he was yet to decide ;  had it been just another twisted, sickened vision of his dearest sister ?  or had someone outside brought her in with them ? 

            body, by reflex shifts away from curious touch, but he does not raise a hand against her.  this vision ;  it had to be laura.  no woman would echo her appearance so closely in the world he had created, not anyone or anything civilized and socialized. scarrled lips press together in thought, and with a quieted tone, he decides.                         ‘--  if you find that conducive to your studies, then yes. fine.’

[ruvikcollection-blog]

[scientificxe]

[ttyrions-blog]

…   too bad they dragged you into this.

[ruvikcollection-blog]

[arkham-scarecrow]