piece by piece

I fall but I get up stronger

[dcvora-archive-blog]

“Of all the female sins, hunger is the least forgivable; hunger for anything, for food, sex, power, education, even love.”

[dcvora-archive-blog]

all right so due to my inability to keep all my secondary rp blogs going without the everlooming threat of me forgetting/abandoning them, i’ve decided to round them up into a multimuse: @dcvora. i hope y’all don’t mind the move because i’d love to rp with all of you <3

[blehckby3]

Hello yes, my sexual orientation is violence

[inmymusings]

It would be…

                                     ADVISABLE 

            to not

                                                                                 PISS ME OFF

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

I am both worse and better than you thought.

Sylvia Plath, from The Unabridged Journals Of Sylvia Plath (via violentwavesofemotion)

[thnkfilm]

“Isn’t it strange, to create something that hates you?”

Ex Machina (2015) dir. Alex Garland

[rotvibraniumxarchive-blog]

Your resting state is war. It’s your nature.

Veil - Into the Badlands AMC (via rotvibraniumxarchive)

[ynakro]

[balmain-vogue]

[gunrunnerhell]

Suchat Jangtonong - Black Swan Linerlock

[lifeinpoetry]

am I supposed to be grateful to have survived this?

Brenna Twohy, from “I Know It’s a Little Late,” Forgive Me My Salt (via lifeinpoetry)

[the-blackest-spider]

musesgonnamuse:

your muse is allowed to underestimate my muse 

your muse is allowed to disrespect my muse

your muse is allowed to provoke my muse

your muse is allowed to be a little asshole to my muse

and more – !!

So long as you, the mun, understand the consequences of your muse ticking off my muse your muse is allowed to be not nice to mine. Confrontation can be interesting and fun to rp! I welcome it! While you, the mun, should know better than to provoke my muse your muse might not and that’s okay! Mun does not equal muse and vice versa. When your muse provokes mine, disrespects mine, underestimates mine, I am trusting that even if your muse doesn’t know the consequences that you, the other mun, understand there are repercussions for your muse being an asshole.

you want your muse to be an ass to mine? that’s fine – just don’t whine when your muse doesn’t come out of it unscathed. 

[flirtwiththemonster-blog]

[gamorasnebula]

I have stood behind you, when I am every inch the warrior you are (x)

[fleshformetal-blog]

stealthsuitofsin:

It was the oddest method of conversation Steve had ever engaged in. Her reply was as straight forward as the answer before, yet now instead she swung at him. Steve blocked it, arm raising, deflecting the strike. He had to remind himself he hadn’t meant nor wanted to fight Nebula. Not if she didn’t want to hurt anyone, and if what she said was true and she had landed here by accident – he doubted there was anyone on Earth she wanted to harm.

Save for maybe himself.

Every attack she attempted, he blocked. It was a flurry of counter attacks and defensive responses, all towards an alien who he had watched snap her wounded limbs back into place.

What the hell was she?

“You need to leave,” Steve grunted, the two of them locked together as either had stopped the other’s attack. He let out an irritated breath, staring into the dark eyes that were so fervently glaring back. “So if that ship can fly at all, you should get back in it and get the hell off this planet.”

“If it could fly at all I wouldn’t be here!” Her pure frustration at the situation made her voice raise. What right did a Terran have to keep up with her? Not only was she a Luphomoid but her cybernetic implants had increased her speed and strength -- he must have been mixed with something, like Gamora’s companion. Her destroyed ship wasn’t making her any less livid about everything.

“Why should I leave?” was the next question to leave her mouth, her voice strained as she continued trying to move him from her path. Why did he care where she was? Because he was concerned for this tiny, pointless little planet? Thanos had destroyed bigger, it would hardly be on his radar. It definitely hadn’t been on hers.

Acting on this train of thought, she lifted her leg in a kick aimed at his lower abdomen. “I have no interest in your planet, save for what I can find to fix my ship and leave.”

[fleshformetal-blog]

custospericulo:

Her sister had a P O I N T. Even while under Thanos’s rule, Gamora had shown the most capability in P A T I E N C E (which, now that she thought about it, wasn’t really M U C H). Besides, Nebula had a reputation that had yet to be sponged. The tales of the G U A R D I A N S had spread all along the Galaxy, so she could expect a W A R M E R reception than her sister. Gamora nodded, crossing her arms against her chest. “Very well. I will T A L K with the others. If they do not wish to go on, then you and I shall wait until we reach Xandar and purchase a ship.”

“All right.” Her voice was gravelly and almost impatient, but she meant to show her willingness to go along with Gamora’s plan. It was reasonable and there was no point in poking holes in it. “Should I leave you to deal with the Terrans alone? or shall I stand menacingly in the background?” A weak joke, but she offered it nonetheless. Despite all of the hatred she had ever felt for her sister, she wanted only to have a bond like she had seen other siblings share, like she had felt once for the brother she’d had before Thanos had appeared and destroyed her life.

[fleshformetal-blog]

maniacollision:

“Hold up. Galaxial destruction? You didn’ mention that before.”

“I could care less about that part. He turned me into a machine, and for that I’ll kill him.”