if it can get worse, it will.

THIS GRAVE YOU PUT ME IN WASN'T DEEP ENOUGH

[fashixnstatement]

THIS GRAVE YOU PUT ME IN? WASN’T D E E P ENOUGH. AND I’M COMING OUT RIGHT NOW!

[singersonlydaughter]

The new fledgling was in no mood to lose her second life so  quickly. She had stepped on his toes, trekked into territory that most certainly didn’t have her name on it, considering as a newborn there was nothing to her name.

But her creator left her a few words before disappearing into the night and that was make friends. Which seemed like the dumbest idea ever. But friends had worked for her as a hunter. It had raised her status,  allowing her the opportunity to climb to the position her father had been  in. So, maybe the guy had a point.

And maybe making this friend could help her gather up hunting grounds for herself.

“Clearly I didn’t get the memo. My apologies.” Her words were followed with a rather obnoxiously fake bow.

“Aren’t those of the underworld supposed to stick-together anyways?”

[fashixnstatement]

   “That’s funniest fucking thing I’ve heard all goddamn year.”

Friends? Give them a break. Friends were for weak pussies who loved getting in fights, but couldn’t hold their own against anything stronger than a mosquito. Connections, networking- that’s different. Friends involved feelings, which is more dangerous than any knife or gun, and Granger couldn’t get themself involved in that clusterfuck. He wouldn’t die for anyone ever again, now way no how.

[fashixnstatement]

*changes pronouns mid conversation*

[absolutelymadness]

[singersonlydaughter]

As much as the huntress-turned-hunted loved a good fight, she was in no fucking mood to get anymore  blood on her good leather jacket than there already was. She was tired, hungry, and unwilling to put up with  anymore shit from the locals.

A light hiss seeps past her teeth.

“–I don’t see your fucking name written on their skin. I seduced the bastard fair and square.        But there’s plenty of blood to go around. No need to start a turf war, Lieben.”

[fashixnstatement]

   “It’s not a turf war if it’s my turf. It’s a you infringing on       my territory.” He growled, a sound that started deep in his chest and moved up to his throat, and crouched low, ready to fight if he had to.

[spllinters]

they’re even more on edge, hate being told to chill, especially  about this. “well don’t ask then. i dont ask you invasive questions.” ( a blatant lie, they ask questions all the time. ) 

[fashixnstatement]

“don’t give me that bullshit. i care about  your fucking well-being, contrary to  popular belief.” he huffs a crosses his  arms, trying to conceal how much it bothers  him when robin is upset.

[fashixnstatement]

me: im gonna do replies today!

me, five minutes later:

[fashixnstatement]

me: im gonna get SO much done tonight me: does one draft and plays wizard101 me: So ,,,Much:)))

[fashixnstatement]

spllinters

“ ‘it paid off’ ?? for who? they’re dead, so it didn’t fucking pay off for them. and you’re damned, so i don’t know how it could pay off for you, either. killing doesn’t ‘pay off’ for anyone.”

“it payed off for me, and isn’t that what matters,  really? and i was already damned, baby. been  dead before, and hell really ain’t what it’s cracked  up to be! the devil’s a bit of an atún, and the catering  is pretty delicious.”

[quietvoiced]

[vendettafrank]

Gerard Way in Black Parade [secret version] - My Chemical Romance

[wildberryautumn]

WTF IS THIS SECRET VERSION???

[vendettafrank]

you can watch the full video here

[quietvoiced]

[fashixnstatement]

spllinters​ 

there’s the subtlest steeling of features when they register the question, and the answer is given with an ice cold inflection.      “half past none of your damn business, that’s when.”

“chill the fuck out, i was just asking.” he sounds nonchalant, but if you knew him, you’d recognize the twitching fingers, the concerned spark behind the lifeless filter in his eyes. there’s a part of him that aches to communicate that he   cares, he really cares, he really does.

[becomedeath-blog1]

i am done being the selfless boy i’m told i once was because nothing makes an asshole out of one more than love. { an independent roleplay blog }

[fashixnstatement]

me: does one reply me: okay see u guys in a month im exhausted

[singersonlydaughter]

@fashixnstatement

A sinister smile spreads across her lips, revealing sharpened teeth, as white as snow. Blood drips down her chin to the pavement as she straightens up to greet her little guest. 

“–Can’t a girl eat in peace?       That is unless you’re offering yourself up.”

[fashixnstatement]

“That was my kill,” they growl clenching their fists.      They take a step forward, boots smacking on pavement      heavily as they slowly move towards the girl.          “Now I have to sweeten someone else up--       Unless you’re willing to duke it out.”

[sorcerouscheerleader-deactivate]

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