GORE & GLORY

These violent delights have violent ends.

[the-prince-of-cups]

/F . A . M . E/

[bloodbrews]

There’s a two things we all have in common                                        VIOLENCE & perfume”  (Villain themed multi-muse blog)

[bloodbrews]

I believe I want to write as cheesecake soon...

[roleplaymemeworld]

𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐃 & 𝐁𝐑𝐔𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐒

                                                     𝐀𝐍 𝐈𝐍𝐉𝐔𝐑𝐘 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐄                                       

“You’re dripping blood on the carpet.” “When I said scars are kinda sexy, I didn’t mean you should get one right away…” “Press that against the wound, I’m going to get the med kit.” “It’s bleeding quite badly.” “Oh God, what happened to you?!” “You’re covered in blood! Is it yours?” “Your head looks pretty bad. I’m sure it’ll need stitches.” “It’s going to hurt for a moment, but I’ll need to clean the wound.” “I’m so sorry this happened to you. But you’re safe now.” “That’s a pretty nasty bruise. Want some ice?” “Does it still hurt?” “I don’t think a band aid is gonna fix this…” “Whoa, hey, stay with me! You’re as white as a ghost. Don’t pass out.” “Damn, that must hurt. I’m sure there are some painkillers around here.” “You have to be seen by a doctor. This isn’t going to heal on its own.” “It looks broken. Can you move it at all?” “Here, lean on me. I’ll support you.” “I’m not going to leave you behind. If need be, I’ll carry you.” “I’m going to pick you up now, okay? Just hold on to me.” “Everything is going to be okay. Just hang in there.”

“I don’t feel so good.” “It’s seeping through the bandages.” “My head is throbbing. I think I have a concussion.” “I can barely breathe, it hurts so bad!” “It looks worse than it is. I’m sure it’ll be gone in a couple of days…” “You should see the other one.” “Don’t look at me like that. I don’t want your pity.” “It was my fault, really. I wasn’t paying attention and got hit in the face.” “Getting stabbed wasn’t really on my bucket list.” “I don’t think I can walk.” “Leave me behind, please. I’m just going to slow you down.” “Am I going to die?” “I can’t stop the bleeding.” “I think the bruise matches my eye color.” “Don’t touch it, please! It hurts.” “I don’t want to go to a hospital. I hate doctors!”

[bloodbrews]

The smell of iron lay thick in the air. There was no mistaking what caused the foul order, but for those that were ignorant to the smell of decay, perhaps the blood trail that leads to a closed room would be a dead give away. Behind those bulky iron doors is where you would find it, and them.

There, in the center of a puddle of blood a young boy with pale skin sat proudly, poking and prodding a clump of meat that had no distinguishing features.He smiled, triumphantly, clothes splattered in the blood of whomever this mangled mess use to be. “OOooO Erica...You said he would last longer!” Despite his twisting smile, sighs of boredom and disappointment mixed smoothly as though he had a deep frown...this was not the case. He Just enjoyed the taste of finishing a meal faster than expected. It was a sense of pride...pride that he was a lion that couldn’t be stopped, regardless of his opponent. Or, so he felt ‘til proven otherwise 

“Erica, you aren’t mad that I got him all to myself, are you?” Childish. He smiled brighter, bearing his razor teeth ear to ear. Course he knew the answer. She had never  been so vulgar as he.

[bloodbrews]

Press that heart if you’d like a s t a r t e r from our sweet murder boi.

[bloodbrews]

 “They look like rats crawling on top of each other.” A young whiny voice spoke to the open air, watching from a high rooftop down at the bustling streets of the city.  A breeze gifted the people on this hot summer day, brushing the black hair of the boy that had his brows lowered in disgust . Mikhail was crouched in the spot where he watched, waiting patiently like a hound listening with strained ears for his masters orders to attack....they would not come, he knew better. The companion that was chosen to look after him wouldn’t allow such a sloppy attack in broad daylight.   They were there for a reconnaissance mission,nothing more..It was waste, the boy thought, his talents lays lie else where with blood, and bruised knuckles. Not here watching people live their mundane lives. “How much longer?” His voice was strained, hopeful, though he knew the answer...

[anime-to-the-t]

[hikarishortcake]

[h0saki]

Kill la Kill characters & shouting.

[moshimoshibe]

bern

[bloodbrews]

Feels like  snows about to start falling in the room COMPLAINS LOUDLY Makes no attempts turning off either of the two fans or close the windows....

[bloodbrews]

“Tom Nook is truly a monster! He knows how to throw someone in a vicious cycle of debt...Maybe I  could make a deal with him...If he refuses I’ll just make the Turnip market crash OH~HO~HO~ “

[bloodbrews]

“I actually have no ill will toward Lord Easter Bunny. Unlike Lord Santa, there wasn’t anything that particular pissed me off about him. But, you won’t catch me talking to him...Guy gives me the creeps...”

[bloodbrews]

@lightcreators​ Starer Call

“You don’t even offer me a cup of tea, and you expect me to help you with something like this? HAH! Ya got guts kid. So tell me exactly what I should even aid you?”

[a-hedgehog-s-dilemma]

[hurtliar]

“Everyday is the same as yesterday, I’m stuck but everyone and everything keeps moving so fast.”

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Alex