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Indie Death RP blog. blog under heavy re-vamp.

[finxlity]

[wordsnquotes]

If you’re happy in a dream, does that count?

Arundhati Roy, The God of Small Things (via wordsnquotes)

[drowningpoetry]

the fact that vincent van gogh was deeply sad and yet he still found the courage to paint the most beautiful, richly colored paintings never fails to amaze me. it reminds me that despite the sadness in our hearts and the weight of the world, there is beauty and life too.

[finxlity]

“One crossbow bolt later and I learned that toothpaste makes excellent makeshift wall Spackle.” - Cam

shit my history prof says meme        //         @foxveined

A BROW FURROWED   ,   SOMEWHERE LOST BETWEEN CONFUSION AND CURIOSITY   .   he wonders if perhaps he heard the story wrong  ,     (   though with cameron it seemed as though ANYTHING was likely  ,   he seemed to break humanity’s modern laws of physics and reality on a daily basis ---------    though of course death himself may have had a bit to do with THAT   )     lithe finger RAN against his lower lip  ,  a moment taken to THOUGHT  ,  allowing the words to mull over themselves within the cacophony of thoughts  .  HE SILENCES THE NOISE   .   for they constantly sing their songs  ,  the goodbyes  ,  the promises  ,  the last words  ,  all making home within his cavernous heart  .    (  AND YET WITHIN THAT HEART  ,  HE TAKES CARE TO MAKE ROOM FOR HIS CHILDREN   )     though he adored all of humanity  ,  he adored them more  .   the few who sparked something deep within him that he let be forgotten   ,   the embers of dying flames slowly KINDLED back into roaring infernos  .  cameron had been one of them that held the fan  ,  that breathed life back into such an ancient and weary soul  .  death had broken nearly every rule created for the boy in front of him     (   but rules were easy to break when you were the one who MADE them   )     and for what   ?   FOR THIS   .  a broken rule  ,   a moment of trouble with his siblings  ,  it was all achingly worth it  .  to watch cameron grin like mad as he retold his crazed tales  ,  to watch him love and be loved by all those around him  ,  to hear him laugh  ,  to feel his adoration  ,  to know that somewhere in the universe   ;   cameron roy was living the life they had tried to steal from him  .  that is what made an eternity of loneliness worth it  .

limbs languidly unfold  ,  an elegant form leaned back within the chair  .  a head tossed  ,  onyx curls spilled like liquid nighttime across his features  .  and with a soft breath   ,  HE SMILES   .     ‘     wait a moment  ,  i’m almost POSITIVE i have just heard you wrong  .  could you REPEAT that   ?      ‘

[finxlity]

vampiirisms:

finxlity replied to your post:   PETITION FOR MORE PEOPLE TO TREAT JAMES LIKE THE…

death is the president of the club

you heard it here folks death himself wants jamie to be treated like a nineteen year old kid and not expected to act like some wise mature 100 y o sage

someone: asks jamie a question they expect him to know death, appearing suddenly: hello i think i am the one you want to ask that question

[finxlity]

“Why? Aesthetic.”

shit my history prof says meme        //         @chcrribcmb

‘     AESTHETIC   ?     ‘           curiosity laden voice CHIMES  ,  a head tilted to the side   ;   akin to the way a dog would tilt its head upon hearing a STRANGE sound  .      ‘     that is TRULY your only answer  ,  simply  .  .  .     AESTHETIC  ?    ‘        hand pressed over his eyes    ,   rubbing   ,  slipping downwards to HIDE the smile that taunts his lips  ,  the jubilee that infests his bones   ,   the awe in his eyes as he gazes upon her  .   (    she is not truly his   ,  but he cannot help the PRIDE that swells each time he sees her  .   her fire  ,  her wildness  ,  her untamed joy and leadership   .   she had done the impossible several times over  ,  and he felt the same BALLOON in his chest that a true father would     )     

‘      you know   ,   that argument wouldn’t hold in a court of law  .     ‘

[viperslang]

I feel like God; alone.

Dan Baucom (via viperslang)

[finxlity]

           can y’all believe it’s been almost 2 years and the true dynamic trio   (   @regiium  &   @vampiirisms   )   is still in action   (   aka death is still here loving his children like hell   )

[finxlity]

“And that’s why my girlfriend doesn’t take me out to nice places anymore. Which is good, because I didn’t want to go in the first place.” (from Jamie, let's be real, probably about Lou).

shit my history prof says meme         //          @vampiirisms

A QUAKE OF LAUGHTER   ,    a joy so BRIGHT and VIBRANT it shone from his very core  .   (   LUMINESCENT WAS HE    ,   luminescent were T H E Y  ,  the gods of this universe  ,  the creators of humanity and all it’s earthly things  .  they were radiant like starlight —-   like sunlight ——  like firelight ——- like the holy light  .     )        fingertips  ,   the hue of a winter moon  ,  steeped together at his temple  ;   smile waning into SOFT existence as death PEERS at jamie curiously  .  to be in the presence of his OLDEST    (  and arguably most favored  ,  in some ways  )    son was always a BLESSING  .  and he could not help the AFFECTION that unfolded from his hands  ,  the way he TOUSLES messy black hair playfully  ,  how his smile was a bit brighter  ,  a bit more loving  ,  how the only words that he uttered were those of kindness and GLEE    .      (   he was still a CHILD  ,  the eternity jamie had lived felt naught but the blink of an eye to death  .  and his life had been stolen too soon  ,  the numbers of age meant nothing when one became frozen within themselves  .  jamie was as much a child as he was the day he had been turned  ,  and it felt a SHAME to treat him as though he held the answers to the universe in his hands   )

               ‘      is that so   ?   i cannot say that i’m truly SURPRISED  ,  you’re not one for GOING OUT and dining like most are  .   though i daresay she gave you a RUN FOR YOUR MONEY when you messed up your activities  ,   ‘       he reached over  ,  sent a fatherly DANCE of fingers through jamie’s hair  ,  his grin INFECTIOUS   ,      ‘      you better BEHAVE though  ,  james  .  she does not seem like one to mess with  .   ‘

[finxlity]

“He’s pretty much my sugar daddy.”

shit my history prof says meme          //          @regiium

‘         now  ,  now  ,   is he PRETTY MUCH or is he actually your  .  .  .   ?  i find there to be a distinct difference between the two when in regards to BENEFITS   ,   no   ?        ‘          a tremble of LAUGHTER escaped from the curve of humble lips  ;  the sound akin to the way RAIN struck the parched desert  .  the cracked soil GREEDILY inhaling every blissful drop  .  the air SWALLOWS his laughter whole  ,  the moonlight BENDS through the window to illuminate him as he leans forward  ,  a hand of elegance and grace poised along the curve of his jaw  .  there laid a certain curiosity  ,  a certain fondness and AMUSEMENT within ancient features as he gazed upon the young boy  .  midnight hue colored his hair  ,  the nighttime spilling across him as he reclines back in his seat  ,  legs crossed slowly  .    (   it is one of the FLEETING moments which he can spare  ,  one where he has SLIPPED away from his duties to spend an ACHING moment with his FAMILY    )

‘     i would say   ,  what is the phrase   ,   go big or go home    ?    ‘

[renaissanxing]

shit my history prof says

some of the bullshit that’s come out of his mouth between my Medieval History and Western Civ 1 transcribed into RP sentence meme form. have a party with it, change pronouns as you need to.

“You shouldn’t walk through fire. That’s why God made it so hot.”

“Well, I’m ___, so of course I need a GIANT GUN.”

“I don’t care what fancy magic armor you wear, if a fat man with no pants hits you with a cleaver, you’re dead.”

“He’s like a walking encyclopedia of useless shit.”

“___ scared the shit out of everyone back in the day. That’s something that hasn’t changed.”

“And it was at that moment I realized there would be no peace.”

“YOU’RE THE SHIT!”

“At my age, the only thing that scares me is an IRS tax audit.”

“You can’t even get me to walk up a block to get a sandwich.”

“Come on, it’ll be fun! Do it for Jesus!” 

“This is one thing Europe is good at. Exporting violence.”

“I’m sorry, I find it a little hard to believe that a bunch of guys smoking hash can attack anything. Unless it’s like, a pie.”

“One crossbow bolt later and I learned that toothpaste makes excellent makeshift wall Spackle.”

“The question isn’t why or how it could fall, the question is how did it last that long.”

“If you haven’t seen a breast yet you need to get out of the house.”

“First thing’s first, I’m kind of an asshole.”

“And that’s why my girlfriend doesn’t take me out to nice places anymore. Which is good, because I didn’t want to go in the first place.”

“Moral of the story? When something isn’t yours, you treat it like shit.” 

“I like woodchucks. They’re the fat kids of the forest.”

“When the wind blows it’s like Satan’s hairdryer.”

“This cognac’s so expensive it’d be cheaper for me to do crack.”

“It’s like you know what they’re saying but you’re having a stroke.”

“No one likes you when you sleep with their wives and husbands and children.”

“Don’t do that. You’ll get warm. Then you’ll get sleepy. Then you’ll get dead.”

“This war takes fucking FOREVER.”

“It’s like going on a road-trip with Stalin. Like, there are fun times, where you’re in Vegas and drinking together, but then you’re digging your own grave in the desert because he thinks you cheated at blackjack.”

“He’s pretty much his sugar daddy.”

“Children are like little drunk people.”

“If you’re going to go all the way to another country and then still eat McDonald’s, you’re kind of an asshole.”

“How many prostitutes can you put in a boat? Let’s find out!” 

“I say it’s a dead dog story, but I promise there’s a funny ending.”

“It’s like crack, if crack was cheese.”

“Picture a Playboy mansion gone wrong.”

“It’s like living in some bizarre fantasy porno.”

“He smells like something from the X-Files.”

“There are a lot of ways to die, but not many quite as stylish.”

“Why? Aesthetic.”

“If you’re looking for a back tattoo this is the one you want.”

“Why does he succeed? He has a plan. Sounds stupid, but not many people have one.”

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

So many stars and still we starve.

Tasos Leivaditis, from “A Manual For Euthanasia (1970)” (via illuminosity)

[queensgcmbit]

It means we won’t repeat the same mistakes, that we won’t continue to do harm.

[katsmoving]

Tragedy is sewn into your soul, darling, no matter how bright your halo glows, or how high your wings take you, you will always, eventually, fall.

The sun was never supposed to be yours // k.s. (via worthystevie)

[books-n-quotes]

Darkness, real darkness, was more than just a lack of light.

Kami Garcia, Beautiful Creatures (via kolhearted)

[lhzthepoet]

Let me tell you a secret about the stars. They wish they were softer lovers. They wish they could forget how easily they burn.

 for @bluecalla02 // L.H.Z (via incjghafas)

[adaestra]

it was never Icarus’ intention                  to make a myth of himself - let the boy fly let him leave footprints of a boy who                held his breath and                                              loved a god let him make a home in the                                              s u n.

still the wings refuse to stretch further | b.s.h (via adaestra)