𝕦𝕟𝕙𝕠𝕝𝕪 / 𝓭𝓲𝓿𝓲𝓷𝓲𝓽𝔂.

SHE looked like, if you bit her, MILK AND HONEY would flow from her. eden calloway. nineteen. slave

[gbyeih8u]

*daydreams about fucking you*

[cutjepie]

[luthienne]

Camille Rankine, “Emergency Management”

[avoidantegg]

[unprocessed trauma will be added to the queue]

[callowayshq]

aaah im so sad to see this group go on hiatus since i’m really enjoying it here as well as writing with you guys. but anyways, if anyone would like to continue to write here or over indie, my inbox is always open! or you can message me over discord at freyfray#4676 xx

[bombonfairy-deactivated20190421]

Pink bed jacket🎀

[liz-cat-meow-deactivated2020011]

my costume for the school play is too pretty

[littlemusings]

[photo credit]

[godfreysteel]

bill skarsgård & penelope mitchell ‒ hemlock grove. 1x01 (2013)

[alaskayoung]

Why don’t you go home for vacations?

[callowayshq]

christophercalloway‌:

The night he lost her was nothing compared to what he was felling. That night he didn’t know the deeps of his pain, how he was about to feel so empty and incomplete he wasn’t sure how to function. But this time he knew, he knew exactly what he was about to feel, how his world was about to crash on top of him. 

To make it all worst he felt stupid, he had let himself believe that hell wasn’t all that bad, that all things considered he was in a good position. He could make a name for himself here. Use people instead of being used. And yet, he fell for that stupid trick. He had hoped. He let himself believe he could have her again and it was only fair. He was in hell, noting was supposed to be fair. Christopher said that to slaves all the time, how could he have forgotten it. 

But hatting and blaming himself was not an option. It never was. So he turned it all on her. the master could see the fear in his daughter’s eyes, and he didn’t care, he wasn’t able to do so. “Of course you did… you always do…” blaming her was just what he had to do “You fuck everything up… I should have…” ‘killed you’, he wanted to say but somehow managed to stop himself “ I should never have kept you…”. Everything he was feeling he was finding a way of blaming it on her and her existence “You ruined my life once already… and if that wasn’t enough you had me sent to hell…” If his wife was alive he would have never touched her, he would have never had to gain a taste for his dark desires, he would not have to go astray to find his happiness because Eve was his happiness. 

“And even that is not enough for you… I’m in hell and you still find a fuking way of hurting me even more…” poison was leaving his mouth, and he couldn’t stop “You want me all for yourself… fine… have me… but you will never be her… I will never love you like I love her…”. Love her. Loved her. Just the idea of putting the feeling in the past hurt. 

Still seeing red, but wanting to leave the party, he dragged her behind him to the car, just wanting to get them both to his home.  

those words pierced through her chest as she froze on her spot. he probably didn't mean them, right? he was just upset and when you're upset, you end up saying things you don't truly mean. but did it even matter if he didn't mean what he was saying? not when it was the truth. it was her fault that he ended up in this rotten place--if she never tempted him, never sought his attention, maybe they wouldn't both be in this place. maybe he would have ended up in a far better place. the brunette fell slack on in his grip as she nibbled on her bottom lip, urging herself not to cry again. her face was already a mess, mascara running down her doe eyes and tear-streaked cheeks.

" i'm sorry, " eden whispered regretfully, trembling a little as she did her best not to cry. those words were repeating over and over again in her mind like some form of chant. but when he told her that he would never love her like he did her mother, she found herself unable to stop that lone tear from falling. there was a lump in her throat that prevented her from saying anything, stifling a sob as she merely lowered her head. how could he? she's just a pathetic little girl--she didn't deserve to be loved by him. or anyone for that matter. so, why is it still so painful to hear something she’s known from the start? never had she truly been good enough for him, so why would that change now? it didn’t matter that she was hurting just as much by letting herself believe the same thing; that they could be the family they never were.

she was never released by his bruising grip as she was dragged outside. the party was nowhere near over, but she didn’t have any strength to struggle. nor did she have the courage to. instead, she let him pull her by the arm towards the same car they’ve arrived in. for a second, she expected him to leave her in the castle, but it seemed like that wasn’t the case as she was pushed inside backseat of the car. maybe he’d just take her back to the cells since she definitely didn’t deserve to be taken to his home.

once again, there was an uncomfortable silence and space in between them as they rode through the streets. all the while, her eyes were trained on her feet even if she wanted to reach out to him. she wanted to apologize to him over and over again, but what good would that do? it wouldn’t bring her mother back. if she could have traded places with her mom at that time, she would have. if her mother lived and she died in her stead, then they would have never been in this position. all these thoughts continued running in her mind that she didn’t realize they’ve reached their destination until the car came into a halt. the sudden stop had her looking up to see that it was not the brothel--that it was his home instead.

[callowayshq]

farmer-boi-quint‌:

Quint just smiled softly at the girl, looking back at the candies. The thought of eating one made his gut twist, the man having really no appetite since his punishment. Quint sighed and shook his head, offering them back. “I…aint really hungry.” He replied honestly.

“ you’re not? ” eden noted with a small frown on her glossed lips. considering that he has been standing in the corner like the master he came with ordered him to, the brunette doubted he has eaten anything. looking down at the candies he was offering back to her, the brunette shook her head. “ no--no, you should keep those for when you get hungry! your suit has a pocket, right? you can place them there. it’s really a shame that my dress doesn’t have any or i would have taken more. ”

[eilyam-rpg]

[ojibwa]

[littlemusings]

[photo credit]

[callowayshq]

@christophercalloway

[thebrandonclark]

callowayshq‌:

“ oh–of course, ” she answered quietly, mentally reprimanding herself as if the master’s preference should have been obvious from the start. eden didn’t mean to offend him with her question, it was just an honest one. from what she has learned in this place, different people find pleasure in different things.

however, the question by the master threw her a little off guard as her huge eyes peered up at him. the insinuation of his words had her getting a little nervous as a shiver ran down her spine. “ n-no. that’s not what i meant, ” the young slave began to deny though would his words truly be far from the truth? after all, the reason why she’s hiding down here was because her father gave her a taste of her own medicine. making her watch him fuck someone else.

Brandon looked down at the young girl and gave warm smile. “Relax, I’m not going to call the guards on you because you asked me a question,” he assured as he reached down and got another handful of chips.

He was a little curious as to why the slave seemed to be on edge. He frowned as his gaze went down to her once more and he shrugged. “Well, whatever you meant…” he trailed off as he chewed. “Are you new here, is that it? A Master or Mistress fucked you a little too hard?”

[callowayshq]

returning the warm smile, she nodded her head at his reassurance. it certainly made her feel a little bit better, but it was quite obvious that she was still on the edge. “ is that what? “ eden questioned curiously as to what he meant this time in case of just assuming things. shaking her head a little, she answered the aforementioned questions thrown at her, “ and no, i’m not really that new, sir. and uhm—neither, i guess? “ the blush on her cheeks deepened a little as she averted her gaze from him. if he knew the reason why she was hiding here, would he find it silly? she thought to herself that it was kind of ridiculous when you think of it, but she was far too sensitive.

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callowayshq‌:

leo has been one of the kinder masters she has had the pleasure of interacting with. to say that she didn’t look forward to seeing him would be a lie. ever since their little encounter with his vulnerability all out in the open, she couldn’t help but admire him. not everyone could do that. it takes a certain strength to be so vulnerable in front of other people. and catching the sight of him in this party, she couldn’t help but coax him into playing a game with her. one that ended up with her colliding on someone else. however, she didn’t take any of that impact even as she dropped on the floor as the master wrapped her up in his bigger frame. slightly tipsy, the brunette couldn’t stop herself from giggling as they rolled over the floor until she ended up on top of him. nodding her head eagerly with a brilliant smile on her lips, she responded cheerfully, “ i am! ” the other person was smart enough to simply scoff before getting up to leave while eden has already forgotten all about them. smiling at the master as she hovered over him, she leaned towards the touch of his hand when he tucked her hair behind her ear. there was a hint of pink on her cheeks as she greeted him as well, “ hello, sir–are you having fun tonight? ”

“ oh yes , i’m beyond delighted ! ” leo declared , slightly out of character for him , but that’s how it happened with this particular slave . she was very charming , for one , and managed to release leo from his usual acidic debacle . it was an instinctive move for him to wriggle his body beneath the girl , in his attempt for release , but the friction between them told him otherwise . instead of trying to slip his way out , he brought the upper portion of his torso upward to where he was perched at her level and affixed his hands at her waist . the intoxication that soared his limbs had him feeling particularly bold , and he pressed his lips to the fleshy nerves that were her neck , just barely beneath her jawbone . he hadn’t applied a large amount of pressure , instead he rested there and soaked up her natural scent of vanilla and human husk . he hummed against her , a relatively large grin forming along his features as he chuckled in mostly pure elicit bliss . “ i can see that you’re having fun tonight , and my , it looks good on you . since you’re such a rebel girl , how far are you willing to go tonight ? ”

[callowayshq]

eden giggled softly at the master’s remark. at least, someone seemed to be having fun in this party—and that’s what she was trying to do as well. just loosen up and alcohol was a sure way to lessen her inhibitions. when his lips found their way down her neck, the brunette let out a soft gasp at the unexpected action. but she made no movements to pull away from him as he held her waist in place. there was a small voice nagging her that she shouldn’t be doing this, but as she closed her eyes, she also pushed that voice back to the recesses of her mind. his chuckling resonated against her neck, sending vibrations against her skin as she hummed in delight as well. eyes fluttering open as she pushed herself up to look at him, she raised an inquisitive brow at his question. “ willing to go where? are we going somewhere? “ she asked him incredulously. her intoxication was clearly making her mind a little fuzzy tha she couldn’t even quite comprehend what he was trying to ask her.