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The “I will do it because you said I couldn’t” club
reblog if you’re the worst
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!
➙ 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! ❫
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
fuck it. starter call ! lengths will vary depending on her mood.
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)
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 )
❪ 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 ? ❜
She was destruction given form and purpose. Hers was an elegant savagery.
Rachel Vincent, Menagerie (via in-tj)
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. ❞
❪ 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. ❜
Why should I apologize for the monster I’ve become? No one ever apologized for making me this way.
The Joker (via magiicisms)
also friendly reminder that stella has killed a man but is forever bitter it wasn’t her husband.