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@farciical-blog
small reminder that this blog has been on a semi-hiatus since day one. with tech week being this week & with me getting home really late until next monday & having to use the free time i’d usually spend here doing classwork instead, i won’t really be around. i hope you’re all well though ♥
You think I’m psycho, you think I’m gone Tell the psychiatrist something is wrong.
ALL THE BEST PEOPLE ARE CRAZY.
❛ all it is is a little darkness, baby doll, you ain’t tellin’ me you’re AFRAID of it, are ya? ❜ her tone holds a teasing note, curve lining painted lips as she speaks, though all it is, afterall, is a tease. instead of letting them sit in the darkness that the storm outside has caused via power outage, pallid hands fumble for a candle to herd looming shadows back into their respective corners, she has to admit, it’s not the most COMFORTING of things to be shrouded in darkness when she’s well versed on what it has to offer. ❛ y’got a lighter on ya? ❜
@babydxhl
impatience courses through lithe limbs, manifests in the way she’s taken to incessantly tapping her fingers against the table they sit at. devising a plan for their perilous antics is usually all fine and dandy with the jester, but being that she’s ITCHING to rid the world of a man who’s done nothing but stir trouble for them as of late, wanting to watch him writhe, beg for them to have mercy in their hearts and spare him, she’s become a little restless to say the least. ❛ spend all this time plannin’, when it’s gonna take half as long to gut him ------ i’m done foolin’ around, when do we get t’ KILL the son of a bitch? ❜
@ofbowmanspooky
she’s slipped onto his lap, separating him from his work, pallid arms draping loosely around his neck as a light curve touches the edge of painted lips. ❛ you’ve been hard at work all day, when’re ya gonna make space for a l’il fun time with harley? ❜ her head cants, hair swaying behind her; she knows, oh the jester is all TOO AWARE that she could be playing a game of russian roulette in doing this as told by way muscles tense slightly while awaiting a response, though otherwise she’s hopeful that he’ll take a breather rather than run himself into the ground.
@hurtyareallybad
“I’m sick of all these people talking.”
her eyes flit across the rowdy crowd of teens all gathered in a considerably small room, talking as if the person directly BESIDE them is hard of hearing; though she’s grown accustomed to brash tones by now ------ in fact she’s dealt with a more cringe worthy volume produced by mr. quinzel himself, this doesn’t faze her all too much. though it’s not to say that, for someone who hasn’t been in school for a while, everything’s okay, especially when the person in question ( in her humble opinion ) has had an unsettling air surrounding him since he’s returned, as if something’s off, though she hasn’t been able to pinpoint it. nonetheless, her gaze settles on ali, concern manifesting lightly in cerulean hues. there’s not much thought to it before she’s slipping her hand into his, fingers lacing as she’ll begin to pull him away from the crowd and into desolate halls despite knowing administration wouldn’t be pleased to see they’ve left the assembly. she’s about to let him go, though the teacher walking down the hall has forced her hand in dragging her companion to the girl’s bathroom. ❛ not’cha traditional sneak-away-from-a-crowd-of-people type of place, but, good enough, right? ❜ it has to be good enough for now, at least until they’re able to sneak out, but until then, harleen’s taken it upon herself to lock the door, check all of the stalls in order to ensure they’re alone before she’s turning to face him, approaching him slowly. ❛ you alright? not havin’ a moment are ya, ‘cause if you are, y’might wanna give a girl a heads up ------ but.. is this better? ❜
@silveriing.
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okay, so like this for a starter or send a meme to my ask & i’ll turn the response into a starter. in the meantime i’m gonna go watch ahs or try to be productive elsewhere ! who knows, maybe i’ll surprise myself.
cerulean hues observe the events that unfold before her with small traces of amusement dancing in them; though she’s not oblivious to the way seedy men eye the woman ( who’s had more than enough to drink, it seems ) as if she’s their next conquest which has lead to the jester keeping a watchful eye on her in case SOMEONE wants their night to end with a little hospital visit via harley. as she’s approached by the outwardly mousy looking woman, she’ll place her elbow on the bar, chin resting on the palm of her hand. and as complimentary words reach her ears, a boisterous smile adorns bright red lips.
while flattery comes first and foremost, her second thought is one of getting the other out of the bar, maybe even home before anything can go too awry regarding the men with prying eyes. ❛ aww. nice enough for you t’ take a break ‘nd get some air with me? you look like you could use a breather too ------ i’m schvitzing like a pig in here. ❜
@oftheannex continued from ♦
three word starters
“i’ll do it.”
“please just don’t.”
“i hate you.”
“i love you.”
“you love me?”
“please stop it.”
“i can’t breathe.”
“just go away.”
“you’re an ass.”
“you’re a bitch.”
“don’t leave me!”
“don’t walk away.”
“stay with me.”
“i’m begging you…”
“for fucks sake…”
“clean this up!”
“please kiss me.”
“get off me!”
“you are despicable.”
“are you okay!?”
“don’t do this.”
“please shut up.”
“are you drunk?”
“don’t forget me.”
it’s quick; the way what little sense of stability she’s held onto ------ or rather managed to fabricate with an added whimsical touch ------ is finally pulled from under her feet with earlier events being the last straw. after her initial brash statement, incoherent words are mumbled quietly just under her breath as her gaze downcasts to the way pallid hands seem to tremble after how agitated she’s become to which lithe fingers curl into the palm of her hands, nails HARSHLY digging into her skin order to get them to stop. though clouded hues flit to the girl’s form as her voice manages to catch the attention of the forlorn, beginning to mollify, appease enough to the jester’s ( BREAK ) in fronted composure to quiet her. ❛ y’really gonna do that? for me? ❜ her tone’s subdued in comparison, eyes wide as she’s further closing what distance lingers between them, hand reaching to take to take hold of the other’s, head shaking slightly. ❛ LIKE that? love it, what coulda girl possibly want more than that? please. please. please, li’l dormouse, i need out. ❜
@bloodyiisms continued from ♦
melisica:
Julia Onufreichuk
halsey ‘badlands’ starter sentences
CASTLE: “I’m sick of all these people talking.” “I’m already choking on my pride.” “They wanna make me their queen.” “There’s no use crying about it.” “I probably shouldn’t be so mean.” “I should probably keep my pretty mouth shut.” HOLD ME DOWN: “My demons are begging me to open up my mouth.” “He told me I was holy.” “He’s got me on my knees.” “This is what I live for.” “Throw me in the deep end and watch me drown.” NEW AMERICANA: “The city’s ours until fall.” “We don’t feel like outsiders at all.” “We know very well who we are.” “What kind of dough have you been spending?” DRIVE: “I can never keep my eyes off this.” “All we do is think about the feelings the we hide.” “It never felt like home to me.” “Would it really kill you if we kissed?” HURRICANE: “He’s got an eye for girls of eighteen.” “I held him captive by my kiss.” “I’m a one night stand.” “I’m the violence in the pouring rain.” “I reminded myself to keep you far away from me.” “You could devastate me.” ROMAN HOLIDAY: “Do you remember the taste of my lips that night?” “I remember the fear in your eyes.” “The timing’s never right.” GHOST: “I’m searching for something that I can’t reach.” “I don’t like them innocent.” “You say that you’re no good for me.” “I swear I hate you when you leave, but I like it anyway.” “I know I’m gonna leave him.” COLORS: “You’re only happy when your sorry head is filled with dope.” “You’re ripped at every edge but you’re a masterpiece.” “I’m still waking in the morning, but it’s not with you.” COLORS, PT 2: “Everything is dripping like a saturated sun.” “I hope you make it to the day you’re _____ years old.” STRANGE LOVE: “Everybody wants to know if we fucked in the bathroom sink.” “But the ending is the same every damn time.” “They think I’m insane.” “They think my lover is strange.” “That’s the beauty of a secret.” “They can’t believe I made you weak.” “These days I can’t seem to get along with anyone.” COMING DOWN: “I found god - I found him in a lover.” “I found the devil - I found him in a lover.” “Now we’re lost somewhere in outer space.” “I’m such a fool for sacrifice.” “I’ve got a lover and I’m unforgiven.” HAUNTING: “Keep on haunting me.” “I was pure as a river.” “Now I think I’m possessed.” “I’ve been cold since you left.” “You’ve got your own mistakes in bed at home.” “You’ve got a fire inside but your heart’s so cold.” “I’ve tried to wash you away, but you just won’t leave.” GASOLINE: “Are you insane like me?” “You can’t wake up - this is not a dream.” “I think there’s a flaw in my code.” “These voices won’t leave me alone.” “My heart is gold and my hands are cold.” CONTROL: “I sat alone in bed until morning.” “I tried to hold these secrets inside me.” “I’m meaner than my demons.” “God damn right, you should be scared of me.” “Who is in control?” YOUNG GOD: “You know we’re gonna be legends.” “I know you wanna go to heaven, but you’re human tonight.” “Do you feel like a young god?” “My tongue is a weapon.” “If you wanna go to heaven, you should fuck me tonight.” I WALK THE LINE: “I keep a close eye on this heart of mine.” “I find myself alone when each day is through.” “You give me cause for love I can’t hide.”
FOR FARCIICAL
❛ Uh, you LOST or something? ❜ Jerome questions as he holds a box full of GOD knows what.
❛ maybe ‘m not, afterall. ❜ a peculiar form of curiosity dances in cerulean hues as she’ll heedlessly take a few steps towards him. her head cants, blonde tresses lightly falling on her shoulder as slightly curved pink lips part with a pressing question sitting on her tongue. ❛ whatcha holdin’ onto? got a big ol’ conspicuous box, you’re gonna have t’expect some questions. ❜
