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♱. a study in : a black sheep of the family. products of abuse & torture. reaching atonement. cutting sins free. an appetite for destruction. devotion turned obsession. THE POWER OF YES & the consequences of loving a god.
♱. triggering & mature themes present . . .( 18+ only ). . .
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“you’re all i have.”
♱. he knows. after all. . . that was the plan all along , wasn't it ? from the moment he had his sights on luis , a time that almost seemed so long ago now , he belonged to him. part of the baptist even dared to believe that the other knew that as well- how it was almost inevitable that this would be the outcome. it was an infatuation. . . an obsession. . . a sickness for the way that he felt for him. it was consuming & controlling , making him ensure in any way possible that he would get what he wanted. you're all i have- yes , of course. . . because he made it that way.
❛ is that not all you need? ❜ he would ask this with a tilt of his head , piercing blues so soft they would caress beautiful tanned skin as he looked him over , his oxfords carrying him forward in a smooth stride until he could be close enough to rest his hand at the side of his face- the other threading tattooed fingers to fit so perfectly between his. he loves luis. . . he really & truly does. which is exactly why he needed to keep him. by any means necessary. ❛ don't tell me i've started to fault on your needs already. you. . . you are all of mine- everything that i am & need. so long as you're here with me , i can keep you safe. . . protected. . loved. who else could possibly do all those things for you? ❜
what does your heart look like?
♱. a tangled ball of red strings.
Who are you without the company of others? You aren’t sure, but you know that you aren’t fond of whoever it is. You are an actor, a pretty face & a pleasant song. Many idolize you, or love you, but you can never be sure of how sincere it is. Your heart is buried under the letters they leave you, sealed with a kiss. It can’t be untangled from the red strings they’ve attached to you. You deserve to find something, someone, true and faithful to hold your heart in place. You don’t have to be everything to everyone.
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John Seed 11/???
more random dialogue prompts.
“why do you have that look on your face?”
“finish what you’re doing, we have to talk.”
“what have you done to yourself?”
“did you do something different with your hair?”
“it doesn’t do any good to get worked up.”
“when was the last time we had a real conversation.”
“are you in the witness protection program, or what?”
“there’s something wrong with me.”
“no, i don’t hate you.”
“hey stupid.”
“we’re aren’t them.”
“looks like i’ll live long enough to make you pay.”
“you know you’re wrong.”
“i don’t understand, why are you doing this?”
“now, before i say anything, promise me you’ll stay calm.”
“what makes me so special?”
“you have no idea what i’ve been through.”
“you really don’t have to do that, not for me.”
“did you really think you’d get a second chance?”
“how about we don’t do that.”
“i have a lot going for me, but humility is not one of them.”
“you’re the worst.”
“i don’t need you right now.”
* 𝐎𝐔𝐓𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓: 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐋𝐄𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑.
feel free to change pronouns / wording!
“ open your eyes. ”
“ somebody hit you ? ”
“ let me help. ”
“ you have to help me ! ”
“ hands where i can see them ! ”
“ the last thing a fly ought to do in a spider’s web is wiggle. ”
“ here, take the blade. ”
“ get a little red on your hands. ”
“ it’s always healthy to express yourself. you keep it bottled up too long and you might do something you regret. ”
“ get the fuck out of here before i change my mind. ”
“ you’re scared. you’re not thinking straight. ”
“ are you threatening me ? ”
“ i stole these clothes from a … dead body i found. ”
“ i think it’s safe. ”
“ spoilsport. ”
“ we’re not alone down here. ”
“ you’re done talking now. ”
“ don’t be afraid. ”
“ no sense in pulling a mad dog’s tail. ”
“ did i frighten you ? ”
“ i know i’ve seen your face. ”
“ you don’t have to be alone any more. ”
“ i hate to think of you suffering without me. ”
“ why would you do something like that to yourself ? ”
“ you’d rather die, than be with me ? ”
“ you can’t hide from me. ”
“ i’ve been a little … vulgar. ”
“ love isn’t for everybody. ”
“ bleed here and die. ”
“ you crazy bitch. ”
“ what kind of sick fuck would do this to somebody ? ”
“ how the fuck are you still alive ? ”
“ you help me, i’ll help you. ”
“ i need you to understand the bridge you’re crossing here. ”
“ your life is over. ”
“ everyone you love is fucked. ”
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♱. ❛ i believe this is yours. ❜ his tone was clear in his distaste. . his annoyance , his impatience. a hollow thud to sound against montana's holy soil as his tattooed hand would drop the angel , which he had been dragging up along with him. a couple swift & rough dusting motions of his hands before he'd allow them to rest at his hips , a huff of breath to come from a scarred chest. ❛ these blake siblings- those children are becoming nothing more than a constant nuisance. that little girl of yours thought it would be funny to leave this at my doorstep. ❜
john knew well that he was partly to blame. after all , he was the one who hadn't just finished them off that night. . . right along with their sinning whore of a mother. but he was angry- & joseph had said that this was their mess to clean up. ❛ we need to either get them separated or consider them unfit for redemption. i'm sure the father would understand if we just explained- ❜ so long as they left out the mention that at this point. . . all the baptist truly wanted was to unveil the buzzing from his fingers , that urge which god had given him in order to fulfill his purpose.
given their neighboring districts , it was a rare sight to behold of the brunette brother with a taste for another's sins to cross the henbane and arrive at her door. let alone bring a gift. beholding the sight of the deceased angel at her feet , there is a moment of sorrow that etches across her face. by yet another piece of her children lost due to the violence the resistance was spawning. her sadness did not linger. not when john's distasteful tenor sang through the valley. it creates a humorous laugh to split from her lips. the blake sister left the body at his doorstep. honestly , it was impressive to say the least.
❛ it seems to me they hold no fear in approaching you quite regularly. ❜ faith had observed the occurrences the two were engaged in against the youngest brother. the targeted attacks , the random busts of surprises such as this. it would remain a mystery to her as to why he left them alive the day he claimed their mother unfit for salvation. ❛ why is it you left them alive john ? i've yet to see you spare any others in the sake of kindness much like you did with them. ❜
♱. there would be no hiding the distaste that would wash across the baptists features , a reaction coming immediately after that infuriating sing-song laugh of hers chimed about the air. the sound of church bells to most. . . ones that were beautiful & holy & a blessing for all to hear. but to him , well- it might as well have been like nails against a chalkboard in that moment. under these circumstances at least.
❛ is it so bold of me to have faith in the willingness of the young? ❜ he would only answer her question with his own in return , brow raised & piercing icy blues pinning her to the spot. if that was how she wanted to do this , shift around blame & put the spotlight on the black sheep of the family , play this little game- then fine. ❛ after all. . . you were the one that said you could get close to that weak minded girl , so why haven't you? hm? has someone lost their touch? ❜
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♱. ❛ must you take everything so seriously? ❜ there was a whine to his voice that would be similar to that of a child, though a playfulness would be held behind it as just the slightest curve of a grin would ghost his lips. the youngest would trail along after the oldest- the same as it was when they were younger. no matter the time that passed or the beasts they may have become , no matter the fear he may even sometimes hold toward the other , john would always be that little brother that held a consuming urge for validation & attention- not even at thirty two would that change ; especially toward his brothers. ❛ there's no harm in taking a little break , a day off for some fun. . . letting loose , as they so humbly say around here. ❜ - regardless of the term john would place a hand to his brother's shoulder , urging him to a stop so icy blues would find the gaze of a matching set . . .( though dare he say that his dear older brother's had faded somewhat over the years ). . . ❛ let's get our planes & take to the skies , hm? it's been far too long since you & had a friendly race. ❜
John Seed 05/???
