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β (hoteldeity)
MANHANDLING SYMBOL STARTERSΒ ( ACCEPTING )
β - grip my museβs jaw to make them look yours in the eye
Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β breath CATCHES in Β her Β throat ( Β partially fear , Β partially β¦ Β something else Β ) Β as her Β head Β is Β WRENCHED Β towards him , Β gaze Β forcefully lifted Β upwards Β to where Β he Β T O W E R S Β over her Β chair & Β she finds Β herself Β with no Β choice Β but Β to stare into Β his Β dark eyes . Β β sorry , Β β Β she breathes Β out , Β though itβs Β hard Β to talk Β with Β his near-painful Β grip Β on her Β jaw . Β just a Β little Β LOWER Β and Β his Β hand would Β be Β around her Β THROAT Β and Β lord, Β something Β terribly pleasant Β TWISTS Β in her Β stomach Β just thinking Β about Β β Β stop that , Β percy , Β now is Β not Β the Β time. Β β Β vodka Β makes Β my Β mind wander , Β you Β see , Β even Β when dealing Β with Β such Β a Β charmingβ¦ Β conversationalist Β as yourself . Β β Β sheβs not Β drunk Β but she Β is Β tipsy , Β speech still Β clear Β but slowed Β as Β she takes Β her Β time as Β to Β not Β stumble Β over the LONGER words .
Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β she Β casts Β her mind Β back Β to remember Β what Β they were Β last Β talking about , Β though Β a Β pretty Β BLUSH colors Β her Β cheeks when Β she Β remembers his Β attempts Β to take Β her Β somewhere more Β private . Β β Β OH, Β mr. Β marchβ Β β Β and Β the Β breathiness of Β her Β tone is Β not Β an Β affectation Β at Β all , but Β rather Β terribly genuine Β β Β β Β PLEASE, Β donβt Β think Β i Β donβt want Β you . β Β because Β she Β does , truth Β be Β told , though Β part Β of her Β is Β screaming that Β she Β should NEVER Β have come , Β that Β she Β KNOWS better , Β that he Β could Β easily Β kill her Β and Β she would Β have Β NO WAY Β of Β fighting back . Β
Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β sheβs Β never Β done Β this before , Β least Β of all Β with Β a ghost . Β it Β always felt β¦ Β wrong , Β because Β she could Β see Β them even Β when Β they did Β not Β wish to Β be Β seen , too Β much Β POWER for Β her Β to lord Β over Β them . Β and Β march Β had made Β her Β feel powerful , Β if Β only for Β a Β MOMENT, Β with Β those Β pretty words of Β his Β ( Β DEVASTATING, Β heβd Β called her , Β and Β what a Β THRILL Β that Β had given Β her ! ) . Β but Β now she Β is Β in Β his Β hotel Β & Β it seems Β he Β holds all Β the Β cards , leaving Β her Β in a Β very Β dangerous position Β INDEED . Β β i just Β wouldnβt Β want your Β opinion Β of me Β to Β change for Β the Β worse . Β β Β that isnβt Β a Β lie , either ; Β she Β wants to Β stay Β in his Β good Β graces because Β it Β feels β¦ not Β safe , Β but Β certainly safer Β than Β the Β ALTERNATIVE . Β keep him Β interested , Β and maybe Β she Β has a Β higher Β chance of Β surviving Β this .. . Β almost Β like Β scheherazade , Β she Β fancies. Β but percy Β has Β no stories Β to Β tell , certainly Β not Β enough for Β a Β thousand and Β one Β nights , so Β she Β must be Β QUICK Β and CLEVER in Β other Β ways . listen Β to Β her instincts Β β Β and her Β instincts Β are telling Β her Β to Β give in . Β β Β you understand , Β donβt Β you ? a Β man Β of your Β reputation β¦ a Β man Β of your Β P O W E R Β . Β β Β flattery ? Β maybe , but Β her Β words are Β sincere . Β
Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β βΒ you Β are a Β β¦ dangerous Β man , Β mr. march , Β ENCHANTINGLY Β so , Β and Β i Β wouldnβt want Β you Β to think Β poorly Β of Β me , Β but if Β you Β want me & going Β with you Β will Β not diminish Β me Β in Β your Β eyes , then β¦ Β β she feels Β as Β if she Β is Β vibrating , still Β afraid Β but Β also filled with Β wanting , Β wanting Β him and Β wanting Β the danger Β that Β comes with Β him , Β all twisting Β deliciously Β in Β her in Β some Β heady cocktail Β of Β lust Β and fear . Β β Β β¦ Β then Β i Β will give Β myself Β to Β you. Β β
@hoteldeity
p l u mΒ β:
Once upon a time, Violet thought that the whole aura or spirit energy stuff was all bullshit. But once upon a time, the seventeen year old had also had her innocence. Or what was left of it. She had heard of the Cortez after her attention had piqued after researching it online. Ironically, it had a similar story like her house. All it took was a decent post-it note on the table to her mother, and the teen had taken a bus ride to check the old place out. A woman behind the counter named Liz had given her an odd number for a hotel room. Violet had yet to really introduce herself to anyone. Her pale hands tossed the messenger bag on the side table, still amused that they had let her rent a room in the first place. Weird hotel.
A voice startled her, but with her usual spine of steelβthere was no flinch or expression to show it. Slowly, she turned on her dark brown Converse sneakers to face whoever it was. βPlum. Thatβs one I havenβt heard.β He was creative. At least he hadnβt dug out the mundane and cliche garden references and outright just said purple. βFunny, I always considered myself more black. If I believed in that bullshit anyway.β Yet the proof was in the proverbial pudding. This guy was the spitting image of the owner that had been branded a murderer of the βgolden ageβ. Make no mistake, this was him. And more strange, he resembled Tate just a tiny bit.
@hoteldeityβ
Β Β Β Β Β β oh no , NOT black. β march crooned , PROWLING towards her.Β β a BLACK AURA is exceedingly rare. THAT , my dear , signifies a person who has INFALLIBLE focus βββββββββ on the other hand , it may be that aΒ Β b l a c kΒ aura surrounds those who have a particular THIRST to dominate & control the world around them , play GOD , perhaps. do BAD to doΒ G O O D . you understand ? βΒ
Β Β Β Β Β he lookedΒ feline , a grin stretchingΒ ear to ear like the cheshire cat , & his fascination was FIXED on violet.Β Β β but , I have keen intuition , dear. always have. it seems to me that you WISH to have aΒ Β b l a c kΒ aura , hm ??Β Β Y E S . . . β he was inches from her face. the dead man breathedΒ hot down her neck , voice like silk rang out ,Β βΒ alas ββββ-- p l u m . β
Violence for the sake of violence is an art form and Iβve always thought myself creative.
βThe taste of blood, which is life, is the same salty taste as that of tears, which is pain.β
β Gabriela Mistral, from Collected Poems & Prose; βDeath,β
what do people expect me to say when they tell me i think iβm better than everyone? first of all, yes. so? me and my god complex remain unbothered
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Β Β Β Β Β one pale hand snaked its way up the girlβs shoulder blade , long digitsΒ g h o s t i n gΒ Β over her shoulder ,Β Β s l o w l yΒ , SERPENT-LIKE. ( SHE WAS WARM. ) the other pinstripe - cloaked arm wrapped devilishly around her WAIST. he did relish the inevitable human reaction to his appearances from what seemed likeΒ Β t h i nΒ a i rΒ . theΒ Β F E A R ,Β THEΒ H E A T .Β Β IF ONLY SHE KNEW.Β Β
Β Β Β Β Β && GOD , WOMEN WEREΒ S O F T .
Β Β Β Β Β β you are LOVELY . . . β && HOT BREATHΒ b l e wΒ down herΒ n e c k .
m r .Β l a n g d o nΒ :
β I hurt people .βΒ Kids !! Heβd hurt so many of them , and the memories played over and over in his mind ; They were foggy , but the screams and the smell of blood was present in the forefront of his mind , and Tate couldnβt help but think maybe that was part of his punishment .Β Β β Whatβs there not to regret ??β
Β Β Β Β Β β yes , and BRILLIANTLY , so I hear. you had REASONS , did you not ? motivation , PASSION , you acted on yourΒ bold decision making skills , my dear boy !! I would hardly consider that something to be ASHAMED of !! your guilty conscience can be blamed solely on the VOICES OF SOCIETY which you have trained to ring in your ears.Β βΒ
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Β Β Β Β Β β do not UTTER the phraseΒ β regret β in my presence. are you truly so weak that you REGRET what youβve done ? hm ?? β
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Β Β Β Β Β β your AURA matches your name , you know. β silvery voice cut through the silence of the old hotel room like a FRESHLY SHARPENED KNIFE. marchΒ ALWAYS preferred to make his appearances to the living in a mostΒ DRAMATIC fashion. his ebony gaze wasΒ piercing , & one dark eyebrow arched , curious , knowing.Β β violet , so I haveΒ Β H E A R D !!Β most young women are surrounded by a pale blue aura. not you , yours is dark , nearly PLUM. itβsΒ fascinating. β
I will destroy you with wild pleasure.
HΓ©lΓ¨ne Cixous, from The Selected Plays of HΓ©lΓ¨ne Cixous; βThe Perjured City,β (via cardinalrot)
starter call
iβve finally iconned a couple episodes for him , so hereβs his very first starter / plotting callΒ
starter call
iβve finally iconned a couple episodes for him , so hereβs his very first starter / plotting callΒ
βyeah but tell me more about youβ
Hotel Cortez, LA