the way, the life

we scream our plight • Multi-muse // Multi-verse // Independent • •strong adult themes // triggering material• discretion is advised

[h0lyacrim0ny]

I don’t think I like this. I don’t think I like this.

I  D O N ‘ T  T H I N K  I  L I K E  T H I S.

These words, most of which are still foreign. She thinks in a different language. It sounds like demonic chanting when he talks. This l i t t l e girl is so very very vulnerable. 

I don’t understand a word you’re saying!!

The bed is freezing against her burning skin. A doll without a soul, allows him to play, hardly by choice. I don’t think I like this.

F I N G E R S

Feel like knives, stabbing repeatedly, vision nearly blackened, “Wirr’you give me…?” Accent thick and paired with fragmented sentences.

Something to forget, it was promised. This white powder…is this the cure?

I  D O N ‘ T  T H I N K  I  L I K E  T H I S.

Virgin eyes peer down, she will do as instructed, inhaling deep, sneezing twice onto that corrupt hand. Her throat finally gives in, makes a sound of discomfort– she doesn’t like this, not what he is doing. She can’t stop him…she won’t, “Hurt– I hurt!” Is that how it’s supposed to feel?

The beginning of the end. You’ll never survive, sweetheart.

[godcaviar-blog]

sounds: a d e m o n i c laugh, a zipped being opened, the bed creaking beneath his weight, another S M A C K against vulnerable, sweet skin. oh she was so fresh, so new && untainted. it reminded him of his s o n before he marked him as the d e v i l’s, his.

the powder is pure, a clean cut meant to disable the mind from the brain, to make the soul take flight. roughly, leaving bruises, he turns he over && dispassionate admires her small, perky tits. the white smeared on her face is beautiful. he hopes the h e l l f i r e burns her throat out.

the cane is discarded. one hand closes around her throat, shaking her into full submission, while the other spreads her thin legs. ＂ｐｏｏｒ ｂａｂｙ． ｔｈｅ Ｈ Ｕ Ｒ Ｔ ｉｓ ｊｕｓｔ ｂｅｇｉｎｎｉｎｇ． ｐｏｏｒ ｌｉｔｔｌｅ ｂａｂｙ．＂the hand squeezes as he takes her virginity. hymen tears, there is blood. he is the first one to ruin her. he’ll come inside her cunt to ensure this night is never forg- -otten. he laughs, was the bitch even old enough to conceive?

[sppaceprincess]

(credit to owner)

[darekii-deactivated20160808]

“i don’t like you, either.”

//mine//

[hellish-chicken]

[skybluellamas]

[theespookyarchivist]

[avitales]

[godcaviar-blog]

@vulnerablenarcissist​

this young t h i n g is naked before him. her ass red from his cane, still clutched in between his claws. her skin is pretty. there are marks of hate upon it, she deserves them.

the lies curl from his pearly teeth. he presses her into the bed. he is still fully dressed but he fingers her, unkindly.＂ｎｏ ｏｎｅ ｄｏｅｓ ｃｒａｃｋ， ｍｙ ｌｉｔｔｌｅ ｐｒｉｎｃｅｓｓ， ｔｈｅｙ ｊｕｓｔ ｌｏｖｅ ｔｈｅ ｗａｙ ｉｔ ｓｍｅｌｌｓ． ａｎｄ ｉｔ ｓｍｅｌｌｓ ｌｉｋｅ ｔｈｅ ｌｏｖｅ ｙｏｕ＇ｌｌ ｎｅｖｅｒ ｈａｖｅ．＂K I N G’ S other sharp claw presses the white caviar to her nose, forcing her to inhale it.

[fxckedupfamilies-deactivated201]

Kane chuckled. “Man, I ain’t got time for no petty shootouts between some low life foot soldiers. I am a motherfuckin’ boss. So, you sell in my territory you either end up dead or you pay a tax. Simple as that. If your boss has a problem with that, tell him to come see me.”

[godcaviar-blog]

the blood stained hand of s a t a n lovingly curls around the back of jamie’s neck. the flinch, the cowering boy makes him grin widely. K I N G shakes him roughly, eyes locked on KANE, this street rat.

❝ｏｈ， ｉ ａｇｒｅｅ❞ his baritone voice rattled the windows. ❝ｎｏ ｔｉｍｅ ａｔ ａｌｌ． ｂｕｔ ｗｅ ｓｈｏｕｌｄ ｔａｌｋ， ｙｏｕ ａ ｎ ｄ Ｉ ａｂｏｕｔ ｔｈｅ ｅｘｐａｎｓｉｏｎ ｏｆ ｅｍｐｉｒｅｓ． ｗｈｙ ｂｅ ａ ｂ ｏ ｓ ｓ ｗｈｅｎ ｙｏｕ ｃｏｕｌｄ ｂｅ ａ ｇｏｄ，Ｋａｎｅ？❞

[rcttingangel-deactivated2017122]

“Hell, huh.” She didn’t say much beyond that, she didn’t exactly know what to respond to that with. Don’t kill me, please, seemed appropriate but not the right thing to say at the same time. Annalise was making every effort to suppress her outright fear.  She shoved her shaking, sweaty hands into her pockets and hesitantly made eye contact with the other. This time, his beauty was not lost on her and she found herself feeling even more intimidated. “I’m sorry, I’ve never been in this situation before, I’m a little lost on how to react. I’d really like to not be dead.”

[godcaviar-blog]

Silence ---------- Then he laughed. The wolf towered over the fearful rabbit and mocked her shaking hands, wide eyes and her timid response. If he could call it that. She was doing better than most as people generally opened up with pitiful please don’t kill me or, even better, I’ll kill you!

He flicked the excess ash onto her, contemplating. In the two hours she’d been... asleep, he researched her. In truth, death for the white rabbit was not an option when a bigger monster had parental claims. He glanced up at the smoke stained ceiling in thought -How could he turn this into a potential gain? H would sooner kill him than allow Anna to be in General L’s claws.

The sole person he knew who was manipulative enough to turn her against H without her knowing was- “Self-preservation is what will keep you alive. Jamie will oversee your introduction. Here.” He dropped two bottles of liquid and clean syringes into her lap. “Come back with 25k or I’ll kill you. Now, get the fuck out. He’s waiting for you outside.”

[rcttingangel-deactivated2017122]

“Look at ‘ow lil she is, mate.” “Bit offa mouse, yeah?” “Yeah like right little.” She heard the unfamiliar voices before she saw the source of them. Feeling a vague indignation about her size, she opened her green eyes. Four curious looking sets of eyes peered at her from mostly friendly looking faces- one of the boys grinned at her, another one looked doleful and shy. Her eyes lingered on him and she felt entrapped by his sad gaze for a moment before the tallest, grinning one spoke, catching her attention. “Oy, she’s up! Welcome back to the land of the living.” He offered her a massive hand, and Anna took it, sitting up. Her head was throbbing unpleasantly and she pressed a hand to her forehead with a soft groan. She took in the boys standing around her, admiring their extensive tattoos before the feeling of dread set in. Shit. The last thing she remembered was being grabbed, and blacking out. She scrambled to her feet, panic starting to set in. “Where am I?”

[godcaviar-blog]

The door opened. There were only two people allowed in the lab and by the shuffling steps Lukis knew who it was immediately. He finished pressing the last two tablets. A single bottle was worth a house. Carelessly throwing it over his shoulder, he smirked when Jamie caught it without so much of a yelp in surprise. The boy was well trained.

Jamie pocketed it, slouching and looking blue as always. “She’s awake.”

Mason’s voice carried through the hall. The damn kid was louder than a fog horn. Lukis saw Jamie disappear out of the corner of his eye-fuck damn that boy was a shadow! He emerged into the living room, fourth cigarette of the hour in tow.

“Where am I?”

“Well, pretty girl. You’re in hell.” A single look dismissed the others in the room. They fled far enough to be out of sight but to still eavesdrop. “Now the real question is; Should I, the devil, kill you or own you? That means finding out if you’re worth a damn cent.”

[rcttingangel-deactivated2017122]

@featherking liked for a starter

She didn’t quite know where she was as she wandered past maybe-familiar buildings, whimsically staring at the street lamps. The air was warm with a soft summer breeze that swept her hair away from her face. Her expression was peaceful, albeit blank.

Two gunshots cracked through the darkness, the first snapped Annalise quickly out of her ‘spaced-out’ state, and the second had her whirling on her heels, looking for the source of the noise. It’d come from an alleyway to her right, and as adrenaline rushed through her, she took the scene in.

A tall man was standing over another man- Anna registered with a sick feeling in her stomach that he was dead, having been shot twice in the head. The feeling only increased as the man turned and caught sight of her. She felt nailed to the spot, her breath catching in terror as she stared at him. Had she not been so terrified, she would have noticed his haunting beauty.

“Fuck.” She hissed, stumbling backwards and weighing her options. She definitely couldn’t fight him, so that left running.

[godcaviar-blog]

Never would he tell another human being the rush he received when someone died by his hand. It repulsed him. The feeling was similar to a heroin high however it wasn’t something he actively sought out. -But that’s how four years of heroin started, wasn’t it? Goosebumps rose over his pale skin, he exhaled, face blank and cleaned the blood off his gun.

Honestly, if the cunt had wanted to keep his life then he wouldn’t’ve stolen from The King. From him, of all people. The thick stack of bills would pay for a years worth of Jamie’s medication and Pritch’s surgery. He lit a cigarette, family first, business later.

He turned to leave...

...Shit. Frick. Fuck. Damnit. Fuckin’ capital A.

The wolf rushed the rabbit, grabbing her in what seemed an instant. His long, lithe fingers curled around her face to keep her from screaming. He blew smoke in her face, purposefully choking the small blonde. “How unlucky for you.” He didn’t smile, frown, glare or anything -his face was maybe displeased but his features made any emotion difficult to distinguish. “Lights out, kid.”

He shifted the hand covering her mouth to her neck, pressing down on two pressure points near her throat -it was less damaging than cracking her head on the ground which is what he normally did. The bitch better be grateful for the consideration. Lukis watched her eyes slip shut and felt her body sag. She was light enough to carry with one hand -it reminded him of Jamie.

[canningpeaches]

[Text]: Didn't you move out?

Verena sat a box of precious things against her hip and opened the text. She scowled and looked at Lukis who was sitting at the kitchen table, calmly sipping his morning coffee and staring at her over his glasses.

"To inept to even talk to me, hm?"

[godcaviar-blog]

He scoffed and fired off another message.

[Text]: Not worth the effort, kiddo. How old are you now, btw?

[replantedorchid-deactivated2017]

[Text]: Holy fucking shit! You got my text on what Alexia fucking said, right? Shit shit shit shit shit! -Lulu

[Text]: Yeah no fucking kidding shit shit shit! No way this is going to end even relatively well at this point, fuck. -Carlee

[godcaviar-blog]

[Text]: And this is where I head back up stairs. Ugh, that is some unhealthy shit. Come over. -Lulu

[godcaviar-blog]

[Text]: Did you receive the forwards? -SiH

[Text]: Yes, thank you. I’ll talk to him about it. This is bullshit. -Lukis

[lameboyism]

[Text]: FWD: [Text]: FWD: [Text]: Thanks for nothing, you flakey backstabbing cunt. -Lexie

[Text]: She sent that to Carlee. Thought you’d find that funny. -SiH

[godcaviar-blog]

[Text]: Oh fuck yes. This is great. Ugh, I feel high from this shit. It's fueling me. -Lukis

[replantedorchid-deactivated2017]

[Text]: Has Simon forwarded all of the texts to you, yet? -Lulu

[Text]: No, but Lexie is blowing up my inbox. What is going on?? -Leelee

[godcaviar-blog]

[Text]: Just the usual shit between Lexie and Jamie. He hit her back this time and is feeling like shit because of it. Simon antagonized, Anna tried to help Jamie out of the slump. They're downstairs now; Jamie and Lexie. I'm gonna spy on them for shiggles. -Lulu

[rcttingangel-deactivated2017122]

[Text]: Hey, cutie. How are you feeling today? -Lu

[Text]: Hey hey! I’m fine, albeit hazy. What about yourself? -Anna

[rcttingangel-deactivated2017122]

[Text]: Yeah, Lex just went to pick him up from school. Want me to run him over to yours in a little while? -Anna

[godcaviar-blog]

[Text]: Nah. You and monochrome boy stay comfy. I'll drop her off there. She said something about wanting to see you and Kate. -Lu