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//it's time to reboot a bitch.
âCan you remember who you were, before the world told you who you should be?â
â Charles Bukowski (via quotemadness)
âShe has surrendered to a joy known only by the insane. She has lost herself completely, and she is finally free. It is horrible and it is beautifulâ -Ari Aster
MIDSOMMAR (2019) dir. Ari Aster
âI have lived with a heart on fire.â
â Â Helaena C Moon @ Â http://hapless-hollow.tumblr.com/ (via hapless-hollow)
PRE-ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIP MEME 0.2
over a year ago, i made this meme & since then, itâs blown up. so, over a year later â i thought i would make a new one. so here it is, after several requests & a pile of brains, THE PRE-ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIP MEME 0.2
send me a âżÂ and iâll fill out the template below. bold for things i could definitely see or want, italics for things i could see or am unsure of and striked out for things i donât want or cannot see.
FRIENDSHIP.   childhood friends / work buddies or coworkers  / family friends / friends with benefits / smoking buddies / adventure buddies / fake friends / recently friends / party buddies / friendship of need / dying friendship / circumstantial friendship / partners in crime / old friendship / [ your muse ] is the good influence / [ your muse ] is the bad influence / [ my muse ] is the good influence / [ my muse ] is the bad influence / opposites attract / ride or die / frenemies  / roommates or flatmates / penpals / exes to friends / enemies to friends  / other .
ROMANCE.   childhood sweethearts / [ your muse is mines ] childhood crush / [ my muse is yours ] childhood crush / exes / exes to lovers / forbidden lovers / highschool sweethearts / secret relationship / opposites attract / long distance / unrequited [ from your muses side ] / unrequited [ from my muses side ] / unrequited [ from both sides ] / skinny love / friends to lovers / enemies to lovers / spurious relationship / power couple  / newly entered / soulmates [ metaphorical ] / soulmates [ literal ] / awkward / turning toxic / toxic love / cheating [ on your muse ] / cheating [ with your muse ] / other .
FAMILIAL.   siblings [ half ] / siblings [ step ] / [ my muse ] is an older sibling figure to your younger sibling figure  / [ my muse ] is a younger sibling figure to your older sibling figure muse / [ my muse ] is a parental figure to yours / [ my muse ] is a child figure to your muse / guardian figure / legal guardian / adoptive child / foster child / [ your muse ] is taken under mines wing / [ my muse ] is taken under yours wing / other .
ANTAGONISTIC.   dangerous to each other / dangerous to others / unpredictable / rivals / petty / developing into sexual or romantic tension / based off family matters / based of off circumstance / based of professional matters / based off misunderstanding or lies / conflict of ideology / betrayal / hero - villain dynamic / enemies / fight club / friends turned enemies / lovers turned enemies / exes turned enemies / other .
"And the universe cradled me in it's star-strewn embrace. We became one."
Winter Sunniva Von Sanchez. A young girl, deserted on an undocumented planet at the delicate age of thirteen, has spent the brunt of her existence fending for herself in a treacherous subterranean domain untouched by the begriming hands of sentient life.
Dewy-eyed and naive but infinitely strong-willed, she now struggles to find her footing in a world that appears hellbent on snuffing out everything that is bright and tender.
â *Ëâ REPO ! THE GENETIC OPERA OST STARTERS
â  iâve made my peace , i hold no grudge .  â â make it fast !  â â commence your grovelling .  â â iâll keep those vultures guessing .  â â my legacy is too great to throw away on ingrates .  â â i guess iâll take it to my death !  â â you never should have left me . i wouldâve given you the world .  â â you cannot be reckless !  â â no , i donât think that i can be fixed .  â â i want to go outside .  â â my burdens , i canât erase .  â â iâm the monster . iâm the villain !  â â industrialization has crippled the globe .  â â for every market , a submarket grows .  â â itâs quick ! itâs clean ! itâs pure , it could change your life - rest assured .  â â itâs the twenty - first century cure .  â â what if you could have genetic perfection ?  â â would you change who you are , if you could ?  â â where the fuck is [ name ] ?  â â you ainât got the guts !  â â all bark , but no lungs !  â â i canât feel nothing at all .  â â sometimes , i wonder why they need me at all .  â â sometimes , i wonder why i even bother .  â â so you think youâve got heart ?  â â so you think youâve got balls ?  â â itâs a thankless job , but somebodyâs got to do it .  â â no one ever thanks me when iâm done .  â â how self - absorbed people can be !  â â with a slice ! or a snip ! eenie - meenie - miney - mo !  â â can i talk to you ? can you come down please , so we can speak ?  â â i thought iâd seen a ghost - your resemblance is striking .  â â state your business .  â â you can learn from all my failures .  â â iâm not supposed to talk to strangers .  â â donât forget a sheltered rose needs a little room to bloom outside her bedroom .  â â donât look back âtil youâre free to chase the morning .  â â [ name ] , youâre hurting me !  â â can you forgive me for this ?  â â hereâs my prognosis : will they live ? doubtful .  â â remember what you did to [ name ] .  â â hope you have my money .  â â i remember every dying whisper , every desperate murmur .  â â iâve always longed for true affection , but you compare me to a corpse !  â â you cannot control me , [ name ] .  â â you know you want it .  â â didnât i say the world was cruel , didnât i ?  â â tell me how this happened , what i did wrong ?  â â why canât we just go home & forget this dreadful night ?  â â didnât you say that you were different , didnât you ?  â â say youâre not that person , say it .  â â didnât you say that youâd protect me , didnât you ?  â â someone has replaced you .  â â sometimes i wanted to cry .  â â i didnât know i love you so much .  â â sometimes iâd stay up all night wishing to god i was the one who died .  â â [ name ] , i will not leave you here - you will live .  â â weâll always have each other in our time of need .  â â youâre the world to me .  â
gold
le démon à l'intérieur de ton esprit
@ebony-edge
"What a darling creature. You must be the loveliest thing I've seen all day."
"I'm not sure if i should take that as a compliment or not...who are you?"
"I don't know how you could take that as anything but a compliment. Doesn't everyone strive to be lovely in someone's eyes?"
The silver-haired girl tips her head to the side, silken locks sliding over her shoulder, like verglass off a pine branch.
"My name is Winter. It is a joy and pleasure to make your acquaintance."
Shadow had to take a moment to think about that and how one should answer. He shrugged and crossed his arms, looking up at the sky. "I suppose thats true...in a way. I'm Shadow"
"Shadow."
She lets the name linger on her tongue for a moment.
"What an appropriate name. It fits you to a tee. Are you lost, Shadow? People don't usually come all the way out here unless they're lost."
@ebony-edge
"What a darling creature. You must be the loveliest thing I've seen all day."
"I'm not sure if i should take that as a compliment or not...who are you?"
"I don't know how you could take that as anything but a compliment. Doesn't everyone strive to be lovely in someone's eyes?"
The silver-haired girl tips her head to the side, silken locks sliding over her shoulder, like verglass off a pine branch.
"My name is Winter. It is a joy and pleasure to make your acquaintance."
dom nsfw/smut starters.
get on your knees. now.
i thought i told you to shut up.
donât make me slap that pretty little mouth.
you sure you can fit all of me? it might hurt.
tell me what you want.
youâre not in charge here, i am.Â
youâll get my cock when you earn it.Â
i canât wait to bruise up this body.
every hole is mine, you hear me?Â
get those panties down and bend over.Â
the next time you sass off to me iâll take you over my knee.
tell me again whoâs cunt this is.Â
look at me, i wanna see that pretty face.Â
spread those legs, now.
you do as youâre told, understand?
clean yourself up before iâm ready for you again.Â
thatâs a good pet, keep going, just like that.Â
open wider- wider, i said.Â
spread those cheeks apart for me.Â
donât be scared, itâll feel good, i promise.
"Oh. I wasn't expecting to run into anyone here."
@k01018018
âNeither was I...â The soldier mutters, blood caked palms reaching to trace the newly painted bruises on his cheek. âShouldâve seen the other guy...â Karr tries to smirk, but it turns more into a grimace, wincing slightly with a huff.Â
"That looks like it hurts, a lot."
The silver-haired girl regards the contusions marring the man's countenance. Despite her earlier remark, she does not appear to be overtly perturbed by his presence. There is a deep, almost childish curiosity twinkling in her pale, pink pools.
"Do you need help?"
He holds his tongue to keep from spewing unnecessary venom. It was an instinct of his, to push away helpful hands. Fumbling in his pocket for his pack of cigs, he peels the flap open, only to find it empty. The man seems to deflate, exhaling loudly and with about as much enthusiasm as a crumpled plastic bag. âI need-â He echoes, pressing his palms, one organic, the other metal, to his forehead. â- who even are you? I could...I could hurt you...â Karr wouldnât, but that doesnât negate the fact heâs a bloodied up man with various daggers hanging off his belt loop, slumped in what could practically be nowhere.Â
Rosy hues travel the length of his arm and settle on the crimson stains tainting the surface of his skin--then the knives dangling off his belt. For a moment, it looks like something clicks into place inside her head, like she realizes that she might not be entirely safe in the presence of a stranger with an arsenal of sharp object at his disposal, but it's evident in the way that she carries herself, that she isn't quite sure what to do with that information.
"Oh."
Her hands come up, palms splayed and facing the stranger standing before her, as if she's anticipating some sort of an attack, but even so, she doesn't seem entirely convinced.
"Well ... I'm not going to hurt you, so that would be pretty rude, if you did, I mean ... are you going to?"
(Going wild on these picrews.)
Ghosts of right now. Oil on paper, 9 x 12"
(Like this for a starter.)