BENEDICTION.

Have you ever made a mistake? A real one? Burned or held a body you didn’t ( WANT ) because you could feel its ruin, and it wasn’t you. private / selective roleplay blog for an original character written by river. drafts: 3 starters: 8 memes: 0

[deathdriven]

@prettyplanchette

❝     Y’SEEM  PRETTY  PASSIONATE  about  it.   passion  is  a  rarity  these  days,  i  think.     ❞

[deathdriven]

@1lunar

❝     NO  OFFENSE,  LOVE,  but  that  sounds  like  utter  shite  if  ya  ask  me.     ❞

[deathdriven]

@littlewinterdove

❝     WHA’?  AM  I  NO'  allowed  to  smoke  in  here?  you’re  lookin’  at  me  as  if  i’ve  punted  your  favorite  dog  across  the  room.    ❞

[deathdriven]

@wreighe

❝     YOU  LOOK  PROPER  tragic,  mate.  rough  night?    ❞

[deathdriven]

@nobodiesgovernor

❝     Y’GOT  A  LIGHT?  i’m  itchin’  to  smoke,  bu’  i  en’t  got  nothin’  to  light  it  with.    ❞

[vjeranski]

SAX IMPEY night wave

[deathdriven]

sweats. i just queued up those starters. back to adelyn’s blog.

[deathdriven]

he  knows  that  it’s  impossible  to  tell  a  wolf  from  a  man  if  he  keeps  his  chin  up  &  HIS  TEETH  CLEAN.

[deathdriven]

& * bitchsnake.

❛       DO YOU HATE HER ,   THEN  ?     addy ,   i mean .       ❜   looking unto him with coercive demeanor ,   perhaps she is a child .        but intent resolute . she resolves to satiate her necessity for knowing .    rose - petaled  lips quirk into an    INNOCUOUS    simper .      ❛       because that would be quite ironic .   you sound so much like her  !       ❜   

❝     CONTRARY TO POPULAR BELIEF,  i  don’  hold  hatred  for  anyone.  no’  even  adelyn.     ❞        he  cannot  discard  the  topic  and  so  he  tolerates  it,  scraping  only  at  the  surface  of  it  all.      ❝     the  difference  between  her  and  i  is  tha’  i’d  like  to  think  i  have  a  HEART.    she  proudly  boasts  tha’  she  does  no’.   how  you  put  up  with  her  is  a  WONDER  to  me.     ❞

[justdropithere]

Baptiste Radufe by Marco Van Rijt - SAND, Fall/Winter 2015

[deathdriven]

& * sinlessvirtue.

❛      the devil likes to PLAY with little boys like you .      ❜      she’s u p s e t , frowning upon the male who sat beside her form . PLUMP LIPS : THEY TELL THE TRUTH .      ❛      he seems to have an interest , but o n l y so they can corrupt daddy’s little girls into the hookers you see in the streets … it KILLS ME .      ❜

deathdriven . STARTER CALL .

 ❝     IF  THE  DEVIL  exists,  he  is  jus'  as  much  of  a  MAN  as  i  am.     ❞    disinterested,  he  folds  his  newspaper  once  over,  gleaning  the  obituary.   ❝     --------   and  wha'  other  men  do  with  their  free  time  is  no'  of  my  CONCERN.  i  en’t  one  for  corruption.  perhaps  you  would  be  better  off  talkin’  to  my  brother.     ❞

[deathdriven]

& * fordove.

     ❛    this is a  UNIVERSITY  not a playhouse. please find your civility.   ❛

@deathdriven ❤’d

❝     EXPLAIN THA’ TO THE  lads,  not  myself.   they’re  prone  to  acting  like  SAVAGES  and  i  en’t  their  mum.       ❞  

[deathdriven]

& * glaieulux.

          ❛  no, it hasn’t arrived yet.  ❜

          the stillness is suffocating, the tone provided hardly settling. blue fire irises, unwavering and undaunted. ( wildcat girl, she’s displeased with the regard the man offers her. ) 

          ❛  ——— right now, there isn’t anyone else in charge here but ME. i fail to see why speaking to a male in charge would make any difference.  ❜ 

❝     DIDN’T MEAN ANY offense,  love.   i’m  sure  you  know  precisely  wha’  you’re  doing.   however,  my  clients  are  growing  impatient.     ❞    a  pause  ;  his  jaw  tightens  and  timbre  dips.   ❝     i’d  hate  for  a  belated  shipment  to  ruin  the  relationship  between  our  family.     ❞

[deathdriven]

& * bitchsnake.

PRECARIOUSLY ,    SHE SLANTS HER HEAD .    honeyed locks spilling over the curve of her spine in delicate disarray .    wonders absently to herself if she’d like to remain petulant    ,  but she supposes that characteristic had not been adopted from adelyn , after all . she will indulge him ,    this once .        ❛       ——   i would say lookin’    for you ,   but you wouldn’t believe me .       ❜  

❝     OH, I WOULDN’?     ❞        it’s  delivered  incredulously  --  a  slight  hitch  of  good-natured  theatrics.  he  observes  her  studiously,  interest  piqued.      ❝     nah,  i  probably  wouldn’,  birdy.   never  was  good  with  trustin’  people.    regardless,  i’m  no’  sure  i  can  be  of  much  SERVICE  to  you  unless  you’re  interested  in  my  business.     ❞

[lifeinpoetry]

There’s a pattern and we’re a part of it. Yet if you scratched very deep at that idea of pattern (which apparently he had never taken the trouble to do), you hit an emptiness so dark that it destroyed, categorically, anything you’d ever looked at or thought of as light.

— Donna Tartt, from The Goldfinch

[deathdriven]

& * bitchsnake.

HER NOSE SCRUNCHES ,     humour derived from callously spoken candor .       though unaware of their animosity , she is able to capitalize on it still .        with head lifted , chin mount deftly to petulant sky , she offers half a simper ,      wry   & loose hanging .    ❛       ————    oof .   bad break up , huh ?       ❜   

@deathdriven  ,  cont . * 

❝       IF  ONLY  IT    were  tha’  simple.     ❞   CRYPTIC  ;  practically  his  second  nature.   he’ll  harrow  the  conversation  with  clear-cut  precision,  laying  seize  to  control  and  shifting  the  subject  to  something  less  pollutive  and  all  around  less  obnoxious.      ❝       love,  wha’  are  y’doing  hanging  around  this  par’  of  town?    ❞

[deathdriven]

 ❝       DO  YOU  HEAR    yourself  when  you  speak?      ❞