ʷᵉ ᵃʳᵉ ᵃˡˡ ᵐᵃᵈᵉ ᵒᶠ ˢᵗᵃʳᵈᵘˢᵗ

[astrology-secrets]

The “I will do it because you said I couldn’t” club

[projectendo-deactivated20210112]

reblog if you’re the worst

[memeasaurus-promptus]

Send me anons about my muse’s world!

Ask about themselves, headcanons about their families, their past and future. Tell me your ideas of their world, how you imagine certain things. The sky’s the limit!

[cosmosmade-blog]

➙ LMAO

bruise  blossoms  immediately  on  porcelain  skin,  a  wine  &  aubergine  coloured  flower  marring  the  paleness  of  her  arm.  there  is  a  sharp  intake  of  breath  at  the  other’s  action  (  nothing  more  than  an  instinctual  response  ;  she’s  felt  far  worse  pains  over  the  years  ),  &  gaze  looks  down  impassively  at  the  mark,  before  sweeping  over  the  girl,  expression unchanged.  wonders  if  it  will  fade  as  slowly  as  some  of  the  others  she’s  accrued  over  her  LIFETIME  —  makes  a  mental  note  to  buy  a  new  silk  blouse  later,  with  longer  sleeves.  ☆  ❪     meme  /  accepting!      ❫

[alannasroleplaymemes-moved]

Touch Meme

Send a symbol to have your Muse touch my Muse in a certain way and see how they react!

➟ Pull on their hair/clothing ➡ Smack dat ass ➢Grope them ➣ Slap their hand away ➤ Punch/Slap/Assault them ➥ Rub their back ➧ Massage their shoulders ➨ Put their hand between mine’s legs ➚Tickle them ➙ Pinch them ➛Poke them ➜ Play with mine’s hair ➝ Feel mine’s heartbeat

[rohie-deactivated20191102]

[cosmosmade-blog]

fuck  it.  starter  call  !  lengths  will  vary  depending  on  her  mood.

[blossomfully]

I am destroying myself so other people can’t,“ she said, ” and it’s the worst kind of control but it’s the only form I know.

S.Z. // Excerpt from a book I’ll never write #201 (via blossomfully)

[seductivepale]

[hush-syrup]

I’m on nobody’s side but my own. And if that sounds selfish, it’s because it is.

From Everville by Clive Barker ( via cartemancie )

[cosmosmade-blog]

❪     fracturedportrait   /   valturze pandora sang de foncé      ❫

She had passed the other woman her four ( separate ) times before something clicked within her & three more after that before she was SURE. Hers was a face that no one could forget - especially one with a memory spanning back CENTURIES. No, hers was one that stood out in a crowd … just as it had once before …

Unless - her mind was simply making a connection that was not there in a pathetic attempt to make the vampire feel less – ALONE. & yet the connection felt real enough that Val was ready to take the risk. After all if she was wrong she would only look INSANE & she had survived that already. 

“ You are going to have to forgive me in advance, ” a rather startling way to start any conversation but - it was less awkward than the alternatives. “ I’ve seen you on campus && I can’t help but … I feel as if I’ve seen you before. Long ago - a very, very, VERY long time ago. ” she paused & held her breath for a ( missing ) heart beat before she continued, voice lowered somewhat. 

“ P - PARIS - the Place de la Révolution … ” they are in a public place, students are moving around them but the vamprie sees none of them, her purple eyes focused on the other - braced for rejection, “ 1793 ? ”

@cosmosmade / a starter!

hand  clasps  tightly  onto  the  takeaway  cup  of  coffee  as  black  as  her  soul  &  sweeter  than  sin  as  she’s  stopped  by  a  girl  with  eyes  as  peculiar  a  colour  as  stella’s  own  hair.  immediately,  she  places  the  accent  (  hers,  too,  still  retains  that  FRENCH  LILT  to  a  certain  degree  ),  &  she  waits  somewhat  patiently  for  the  girl  to  get  to  the  point. ❛      oui,      ❜  she  responds,  the  language  rolling  off  her  tongue  with  ease.  ❛      j'étais là.      ❜  the  fact  that  they  are  in  earshot  of  students  fazes  her  not  ---  stella  has  never  been  one  to  hide  what  she  is,  &  leaves  it  up  to  others  whether  they  wish  to  believe  her  or  not.  a  long  sip  of  the  caffeinated  beverage  (  she’s  still  not  used  to  sleeping  at  night  ;  never  will  be  ),  &  she  tilts  her  head  slightly  before  continuing.  ❛      pourquoi  ?      ❜

[in-tj]

She was destruction given form and purpose. Hers was an elegant savagery.

Rachel Vincent, Menagerie (via in-tj)

[trcshymemes]

SEVEN PSYCHOPATHS SENTENCE STARTERS.

❝ What the hell happened? ❞

❝ I set the car on fire. ❞

❝ You’re gorgeous. ❞

❝ It’s their blood. ❞

❝ Where are your guns? ❞

❝ You’re better than me. ❞

❝ Put your hands up! ❞

❝ You’re fucked from birth. ❞

❝ Are you pissed at me, baby? ❞

❝ Why would I be pissed at you? ❞

❝ Of course we’re friends.❞ 

❝ Come with me. Please. ❞

❝ I wanna jump inside your pants. ❞

❝ Are you looking at something? ❞ 

❝ Why did you kill all of those people? ❞

❝ What’s with your sour fucking puss? ❞

❝ Are we gonna have a peyote party? ❞

❝ Friends don’t make their friends die. ❞

❝ Are you nervous because we’re killing a chick? ❞

❝ I’m going to be over to kill you on Tuesday. ❞

❝ Maybe the world just doesn’t understand you. ❞

❝ Poodles always look like they’ve been crying. ❞

❝ We all gotta dream, don’t we? ❞

❝ Have some pride in yourself. ❞

❝ Fuck the cops! Fuck them! ❞ 

❝ You ever shoot a guy in his eyeball? ❞

❝ Sorry if I haven’t been a very good friend to you. ❞

❝ Don’t ever say I never do anything for you. ❞

❝ Seriously, just fuck off! I’m not in the fucking mood! ❞

❝ I stabbed a guy in the ear once. Ice pick, right in his fucking ear. ❞

❝ You think I’m not serious just because I carry a rabbit? ❞

❝ Are you out of your alcoholic fucking mind? ❞

❝ You’ve eaten too many hallucinogenic cactuses tonight, [ name. ]❞

❝ I don’t have a drinking problem. I just like drinking. ❞ 

❝ Sorry for hitting you in the face so hard. ❞

❝ Sometimes I think God’s gone crazy. ❞

❝ No shoot-outs, no pay-outs. Just human beings talking. ❞

❝ You might want to stop drinking if this is how you’re gonna behave. ❞

❝ It’s impossible for someone’s head to actually explode, isn’t it?  ❞

❝ When are you gonna get a job that’s not just stealing from people? ❞

❝ This guy just telephoned a psycho-killer to come psycho-kill us! ❞

❝ God loves us. I know it. He’s just got a funny way of showing it sometimes. ❞

❝ I didn’t mean to break his nose. His nose was just in the middle of where I was punching. ❞

[cosmosmade-blog]

❪     ashscented   /   hayden derouen     ❫

  “ REALLY? “ he says, his trademark impish SMIRK upon his scruffy face. Of course, people were bound to notice his own UNIQUE brand of cologne: it was, quite literally, the first thing noticed about him ( the second being his eyes ). But why should HE care about them? why should he worry? he wasn’t impeding upon their right to LIFE, to enjoying themselves, he was simply existing in a world which has shown him the extent of human cruelty. He moves in closer to her, offering a front row seat to his alcohol-laden breath. “ Nah, I think m’good sweetheart “ he says, draping an arm over her, being even more OBNOXIOUS “ I think I smell pretty good, ain’t anything t’change “

she’d  only  mentioned  it  out  of  a  sense  of  POLITENESS  (  &  the  fact  that  unwashed  beings  tend  to  drive  away  business  )  --  the  scents  back  home  were  worse.  the  overall  cosmic  scent  is  that  of  hot  metal  &  fried  steak,  &  comet  67p / churyumov-gerasimenko  smells  like  rotten egg  mixed  with  ammonia  &  a  faint  almond  scent.  plus  ---  she’d  lived  through  the  age  where  people  only  took  baths  once  a  year.  still  -  that  doesn’t  mean  she  doesn’t  find  his  body  odour  appealing.  hayden  drapes  his  arm  around  her  &  she  stiffens, closing  her  eyes  as  she  breathes  in  slowly,  sharply.  when  pale  lids  open  again,  there’s  a  dangerously  icy  glint  in  them.  ❛      i  did  not  give  you  permission  to  touch  me.      ❜  voice  is  frosty  but  even ;  clipped  &  curt,  but  low  as  her  eyes  burn  with  the  intensity  of  a  SUPERNOVA.  ❛      get  off.      ❜

[dok-o]

Why should I apologize for the monster I’ve become? No one ever apologized for making me this way.

The Joker (via magiicisms)

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[cosmosmade-blog]

also  friendly  reminder  that  stella  has  killed  a  man  but  is  forever  bitter  it  wasn’t  her  husband.