bring us the girl

& 𝚠𝚒𝚙𝚎 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚋𝚝.

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holding all of u at gunpoint & saying follow my cowboy blog @sadhill

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imagine going “how am i doxxing them” and then when someone tells you exactly how you retort with accusing the person of sending people to harass you instead of just admitting you fucked up & taking down the post

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have a plotting call 💛

[devotedecay]

❥      NON - SEXUAL   ACTS   OF   DOMINANCE . 

feel free to edit or elaborate as you please .   ( add  ‘ reverse ‘  to your message if you’d like to see how my muse would perform the action ) . otherwise , send in one of these for my muse’s reaction to   …

[ lit ]  your muse lighting a cigarette , spliff , etc. for mine . 

[ order ]  your muse ordering for mine at a restaurant or bar .

[ guide ]  your muse putting a hand on mine’s back to lead them .

[ pay ]  your muse paying for mine at a store , bar , restaurant , etc . ( you can specify where or for what . )

[ open ]  your muse opening a door for mine .

[ dry ]  your muse drying mine off with a towel after a shower , bath , swimming , etc . 

[ instruct ]  your muse giving mine instructions / telling them what to do . 

[ groom ]  your muse adjusting mine’s appearance , such as straightening a tie , fixing their hair , or buttoning their shirt for them , etc . 

[ direct ]  your muse taking mine by the chin and telling them to look yours in the eye .

[ disagree ]  your muse sternly telling mine  ‘ no ‘ .

[ rest ]  your muse resting their arm over mine’s shoulder / s .

[ clean ]  your muse cleaning a smudge of something off mine’s cheek , forehead , etc .   feel free to specify what and how . 

[ answer ]  your muse answering a question meant for mine . 

[ coat ]   your muse holds mine’s coat out for them while they put it on .

[ pilot ]  your muse taking mine by the arm , hand , shoulder , etc . to lead them . 

[ stare ]  your muse staring mine down . 

[ placement ]  your muse telling mine to sit down .

[ teach ]  your muse taking control of mine’s hand , arm , hips , etc . to make sure they do something correctly .  

[ patience ]  your muse telling mine to be patient .

[ tears ]  your muse wiping away mine’s tears .

[ swat ]  your muse swatting mine’s hand away from something they’re not supposed to touch .  

[ jewelry  ]  your muse clasping a piece of jewelry for mine , such as a necklace , or earrings . 

[ enough ]  your muse commanding mine to stop talking . 

[ retrieve ]  your muse requesting or ordering mine to retrieve them something .

[ invite ]  your muse inviting mine to sit on their lap .

[ lean ]  your muse inviting mine to lean into their side while they’re sitting or laying together . 

[ calm ]   your muse telling mine to  ‘ just breathe ‘ .

[ scold ]  your muse scolding mine for something .

[ comfort ]  your muse pulling mine into a reassuring hug .

[ approval ]  your muse complimenting mine on a choice they’ve made .

[ beckon ]  your muse beckoning mine to them without speaking . 

[ laces ]  your muse lacing , tying , or zipping something for mine , such as shoes , a dress , or a jacket , etc .

[ stay ]  your muse telling mine to stay in the car . 

[ defend ]  your muse defending mine’s reputation , dignity , or safety for them . 

[ feed ]  your muse feeding mine something , feel free to specify what .

[ volume ]  your muse demanding mine speak louder .

[ read ]  your muse reading something to mine .

[ refill ]  your muse refilling mine’s glass for them . 

[ possessive ]  your muse resting their hand on mine’s leg or the small of their back while they’re sitting beside each other . 

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ensavaged​:

❝     floral  arrangements  are  a  scam.your  lover  will  never  know  if  that  stunning  𝙰𝙽𝙽𝙸𝚅𝙴𝚁𝚂𝙰𝚁𝚈  𝙱𝙾𝚄𝚀𝚄𝙴𝚃   came  from  a  shop  or  someone’s  ugly  little  garden.    nature  is  public  property,  even  if  it  is  on  private  property.   you  cannot  commodify  mother  earth.         ❞     

meme.    /     @dewett​

❝     𝐃𝐎𝐍’𝐓 𝐒𝐔𝐏𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐄 your logic extends into the commerce of fruit      &      natural produce,    would it ?    What’s to stop me from taking a carrot while I’m at it.     ❞

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

“I felt like a shell of myself. So much so that I now have a hard time remembering those dark days in much detail. My mind has blocked them out. But I do remember being convinced that I wasn’t going to live.”

— Emilia Clarke quoted in “A Battle For My Life,” first published c. March 2019

[da-rk-ac-ad-em-ia]

[dewett]

exaltare​:

“   𝐒𝐔𝐂𝐇   𝐀   𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐁𝐁𝐎𝐑𝐍   𝐌𝐀𝐍   ,   𝐃𝐄𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐓  .   maybe   that’s   why   i   just   know   you’d   make   the   perfect   addition   to   my   team   here   .   ”   fingers   tap   ,   tap   ,   tap   ,   three   times   to   remind   himself   to   be   patient   -   no   use   in   losing   his   temper   yet   .   “   you   think   you   can   do   BETTER   ?   comstock   may   have   the   delusion   of   thinking   he   holds   power   over   coumbia   still   ,   but   his   rule   is   biding   it’s   time   ,   and   someone   will   have   to   rise   in   it’s   ashes   when   he   does   .   your   best   bet   is   here   ,   with   me   .   it’s   not   as   though   you   have   many   friendlies   on   your   side   ,   you   should   think   it   over   .   i   could   guarantee   your   safety   .   .   .   ”   there’s   a   pause   .   “   you   and   the   girl’s   .   ”      the   devil   shuffles   his   deck   ,   pulls   out   a   card   he   knows   will   disrupt   .  

❝     𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐅𝐔𝐋 𝐎𝐅 𝐘𝐎𝐔,    𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘.     ❞      He leaned on the wide campaign desk so that he half sat on it,    a leg draped over      &      cutting the corner.    𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚢 𝚠𝚘𝚘𝚍.    designedly aged      &      wineslacked under the devil’s card.    A spurious ace.    His voice won’t show nor his hands shuffling their deck.      ❝     You know,     I have ears,    Fink.    They’re not good for much but they’ll do for listening.    By the talks of it,    ain’t no one who’s rising from those ashes that’s gonna be you.     ❞      The girl’s something to him.    Booker knows that much      &      that sameself’s a fool.    See the man’s not made for sentiment      &      the great failure of him is his inability to 𝐝𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦.    Of what the infant’s tongue might now sound like      &      what curiosity set with the sun in her eyes but even a mule learns when it’s hit.    His luck with a bargain is his luck with blackjack      &      if he’s to go by that luck it must hint at what God’s opinion of him is.    His shoulders jumped      &      he shook his head with a mirthless grin.      ❝     Course,    you’ve got more than a couple’a ragtag - heretics.    What’s the plan,    Fink ?    You gonna let them do the strong arming then swoop in ?    Suppose you’ve got no good amount of friends either,     for a man in your place to be begging for something of a man in mine.     ❞

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feliny·:

INTERACTION     […]     starter . IDENTIFICATION     […]     @dewett .

                      “ HOSTILITY  never  did  sit  well  with  me…   Well,  that’s  actually  not  true.   I’d  prefer  it  if  we  could  settle  this  like  adults  – ”

𝐆𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐏𝐎𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐃      &      stretched in the etchings of the waved gun.    He nocked a bullet      &      turned the nozzle towards the floor.      ❝     Sounds like we’ve got that in common,    so long as you don’t mind me keeping a security deposit.     ❞

[nexusbeingarchive]

hello! so, a week ago my job announced that they would be laying off all of the employees at the branch i work at. we thought we at least had a month left to figure out our situations, but i just received a call from my boss informing me that our last day of employment will be tomorrow.

leading up to this, all of our hours got cut drastically (basically in half) — not to mention that i missed an entire week of work while i was in the hospital / healing afterwards. luckily, i will get to claim unemployment starting next week while i look for another job, but it’ll take a little bit of time to start receiving payment from the state because nothing is ever quick.

all this to say: i’m financially hemorrhaging right now. on top of my usual bills, i now have a hefty emergency room bill heading my way — i’ve been laid off & of course, i have NOT received my second stimulus check from the government yet.

i know everyone is dealing with their own nightmare situations right now & i feel awful for having to do this, but mutual aid is my own resource to help make ends meet while i wait for my unemployment payments to come through.

https://www.paypal.me/layilil (my brothers name is connected to this account lol please just disregard that)

cashapp: $humanprada

i have venmo as well, just private message me for that username if you want it ❣️ thank you so much in advance.

[nexusbeingarchive]

well it turns out that yesterday was actually my last day! this company is literally evil!

[nexusbeingarchive]

my unemployment payments still haven’t come through so if anyone can help me get a few groceries and some gas to get to my interview tomorrow i would appreciate it so much 🥺

[dewett]

“you shared this room with your regret for almost 20 years” no one talk to me

[megairea]

All that is human slips away; everything was mere husk. All that is left, indivisible, is birdsong and dusk.

Varlam Shalamov, from “All that is human”; The Penguin Book of Russian Poetry (ed. by Robert Chandler, Irina Mashinski, Boris Dralyuk)

[soundofbloom]

[dewett]

exaltare·:

❝   𝐚   𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠   𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝   𝐟𝐨𝐫   @dewett· !

“   𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄   𝐍𝐎𝐖   𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐑   ,   is   that   any   way   to   treat   a   man   who   just   wants   to   give   you   OPTIONS   ?   ”   gaze   pierces   through   his   brow   ,   the   offering   sinister   despite   the   optimistic   lilt   to   jeremiah’s   words   .   “   help   me   ,   i   help   you   ,   you   can   be   on   your   merry   way   ,   simple   .   ”   form   begins   to   pace   ,   footsteps   echoing   across   wooden   floors   .   “   you’re   already   here   ,   that’s   half   the   battle   !   ”      

❝     𝐖𝐡𝐲 . . .    your offer’s so generous I might just take it.     ❞       His eyes did not waver,    standing with his back to the aged wainscotting where licking shapes of shadows stretched from the pulse of a gaslamp lapse      &      flare over the floor.    The incandescent globes alphabetized down the wood crown moldings stoned blind      &      pendulous reflections of 𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐦𝐚 pearled on the knife ends of broken glass sprawled in striae of rived planks.    He counted his bullets with the right - of - way of gambling cards      &      betting dollars slid under his thumb for beads of pitch dripping from the chambered mauser.       ❝     As a matter of fact,    it’s so generous I can only think of one problem with it.    I’m not fucking interested in doing any business with you,    Fink.     ❞

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alternatively...  like this for a starter

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@yoursmary​ said:  ❛ Are you afraid of God? ❜

𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐔𝐃𝐄 - 𝐄𝐗𝐓 - 𝐑𝐇𝐎𝐃𝐄𝐒.    In late august the northern hemisphere takes on a xanthic tincture.    The buildings of Manhattan have about them gilted delineations like the sun perpetually set behind them      &      𝐋𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐋𝐢𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐲 with a sacral blade glaring from the valley of her shoulder      &      her torch looked herself to be sainted over the Hudson River.    Reflections of a few railway trestles disfigured by mired waters      &      gray fans of daylight,    the harpiethroated highball whistle of the train shuddering on corroded ballasts      &      last long shunt drawing the caboose in a cloud of disbanding boilersmoke for a night layover in Pennsylvania before the headlamp pendulums in a northern dead straight right of way      &      you find Washington’s the apostle of the Boston Commons where the greens have paled      &      dried from the prevenient months of summer. 

He supposes southern August shouldn’t be so different      &      that explains the honey streaking through the boughy webworks of cedartrees      &      the dirt roads baked into powders of a brick kiln      &      the tawny field grass askew in parched defeat.    Warm winds bat at the crisp foliage with a redolence of hoglots      &      rotten vegetation      &      dry muscadine that has him thinking to the fecund vineyard trails of upstate 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐮𝐭 spanning from Hartford to Litchfield.    Woody farmlands like this here.    Hell some folk even have an accent I never could figure out how got there,    only that if you knew one New England state you seemed to know all six of them.    

He leisurely spins the cigarette at his lips between his thumb      &      forefinger,    watching the outskirts of 𝐒𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐭 𝐃𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐬 spire like a black tumor to the horizon      &      he wonders if New York’s not so different.    Gullied in gravel    &    topsoil    &    warbling street rats drowned by the blaring horn of a saxophone or cacophonous drumming of fingers slammed on a splintering untuned piano on West 42nd Street.    The great enigma of how it got there      &      how some days it just vanished.    He flicks the stub on the ground as if he’s done some great pondering      &      smothers the orange relief with the bottom of his shoe.     ❝  Do I fear God . . . ?   ❞     he repeats the question with a mirthless chuckle      &      scratches his jaw.     ❝  I’m sure Saint Peter’s got direct orders not to let me see him.    It’s the other man I ought to be fearing.   ❞    He pauses with a slight sway.    The cynical smile’s gone from his face      &      substituted with an ambiguous expression.    Something says there’s more to it than plain curiosity.     ❝  Do you, Ms. Linton ?   ❞    

[dewett]

reminder that booker is lakota sioux !