𝑮𝑼𝑪𝑪𝑰 𝑪𝑨𝑳𝑰𝑮𝑼𝑳𝑨.

𝘀𝗼𝗿𝗿𝘆⠀𝗶'𝗺⠀𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗲 ,⠀𝗶⠀𝗴𝗼𝘁⠀ [ . . . ]⠀𝙝𝙞𝙩⠀𝙗𝙮⠀𝙖⠀𝙩𝙧𝙪𝙘𝙠 .

[inherot]

⠀⠀his plans were bold and fiery , and his conceptions glowed with barbaric lustre. there are some who would have thought him mad. his followers felt that he was not. it was necessary to hear and see and touch him to be  sure  that he was not.

⠀PROSPERO "PERRY" USHER , of netflix's the fall of the house of usher , by COLE. primarily canon - based , with headcanon influences. will include heavy themes such as (but not limited to) drug abuse , depression , unhealthy coping mechanisms , suggestive language / behavior & manipulation. A STUDY IN : hedonistic charm at its peak , the lowest depths of debauchery , the youngest sibling as the underdog , the unbearable weight of proving yourself , being blinded by greed & having all your potential melt away.

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ㅤᴼᴺᴱˑ 𝗧𝗘𝗠𝗣 𝗥𝗨𝗟𝗘𝗦. ᵀᵂᴼˑ 𝗠𝗨𝗟𝗧𝗜𝗠𝗨𝗦𝗘. ᵀᴴᴿᴱᴱˑ 𝗧𝗕𝗔.

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[fuselit-a]

ㅤI DON'T BELIEVE IN GOD as much as i believe in an interrogation room. i believe in someone placing a LOADED GUN on a metal table between me and a door. WHO GETS TO BE GOD THEN? WOULD GOD BE THE BULLET OR THE TABLE OR THE DOOR? / an original character, set in the crime & thriller genres. strictly 21+. an ongoing study of a keen mind constantly at odds with a bleeding heart. by COLE. ©

[greelin]

if someone told me my blood smelled and tasted good i would be over the moon. this is on account of my nature

[greelin]

*about to pass out from blood loss* haha you think i’m good? tell me i’m good. i’m g

[inherot]

⠀cannot believe the absolutely staggering number of people who are wildly misinterpreting perry's death. the number of times i've seen folks complaining that he (and the partygoers) are being killed for sex, drugs, kinks, etc., and claiming the episode is shaming that lifestyle... do y'all not understand the point of the show? of what the entire usher family stands for, symbolically?

⠀perry isn't punished for throwing a wild sex rave. he's punished because he's making at base $20k per attendee, and still has the gall to install cameras around the venue and ensure he has an inordinate amount of ongoing blackmail money once all's said and done. he's punished because what he has isn't enough. because he wants more, and because he's willing to use underhanded methods to get it.

⠀satisfaction is not in an usher's vocabulary; they'll stuff their pockets to the brim and still stand, hands open in earnest, awaiting or demanding more.

[untremaine]

@inherot

Margarethe steadies his hand with the lightest touch of her fingertips. She lowers her head, wraps her lips around the vape, and pulls. Cotton candy fills her lungs, her head; she exhales the sweet scent through her nose as she leans back. She settles against the arm of the couch and regards Prospero Usher through the filmy haze of vapor.

He's simply the most beautiful boy she's ever seen. The admixture of delicacy and intensity in his face provokes. She wants to reach out and touch him, but for now only watches, one hand playing idly with the topmost button of her blouse.

"Do you know," she says, "I haven't had so much fun... Oh, in ages." She looks at his eyes. She wonders if he feels invisible; youngest children often do. She does reach out and touch now, just his hand, fingers curving around his palm, letting him feel the trace of her nails. "Thank you for inviting me." Their joined hands lean, just, on her knee.

[inherot]

⠀HE WATCHES WITH ILL - CONCEALED INTEREST, dark eyes intently studying her every move. if there's one thing the infamous prospero usher can recognize, it's sensuality. ache. need. and margarethe tremaine, whether she's aware or not, exudes all three. he makes no attempt to hide the way his gaze falls — slow and savory, almost predatory in its intensity — from her face to the telltale swell at her chest, and only when she speaks does he lift it once more.

⠀plush lips curl ever so slightly at their edges, lower eyelids crinkling with delight. it's a relatively small gathering he's cooked up this time, though he'd be lying if he said he hadn't ignored most of his guests in favor of spending time with the woman before him. whatever. most of them were on the floor within an hour. " of course. can't have a party without the guest of honor. "

⠀his gaze never leaves hers as he leans forward to take a hit from the vape, briefly savoring the warmth that settles in his chest before allowing the smoke to billow slowly from his nostrils and land atop her legs, coast over them like a warm, lazy fog. his skin tingles as her nails drag over his palm, and he's quick to brush the pad of his thumb across whatever he's able to reach in response.

⠀" another drink? or maybe you want something with a little more... kick to it. " you name it, he probably has it.

[movedalgorithymn]

WHAT   A   DREADFUL   WASTE   OF   SURNAME   TALENT.     an empire had fallen so graciously into his lap a decade ago,   and what has he made of it ?     foolish ideology will be the downfall of the usher children,   their greedy palms always facing upward,   always begging for more when the fruits of their half assed labor do not flourish.     “ was i wrong to presume that you're old enough to understand what the word 'no' means? ” @inherot hasn't been rewarded with your gaze, he has yet to earn it. [ prompt ]

[inherot]

⠀" i know... what you said. but i thought, if dad— " here, he hesitates; even after all this time, the word feels foreign, unfamiliar in his mouth, as though his tongue can't quite wrap around it. lean chest swells with a deep intake of breath, painted nails digging half - crescents into his palms. " look. i know what everyone thinks of me, but i'm not stupid. dad might be the face of this company, but the planning? the executive decisions? that's all you, even if you both pretend it's not. i figured, maybe if he wasn't here, i might be able to win you over. "

[inherot]

👻 pls!

perry loves halloween! send me a 👻 for what he'd dress your muse as.

under a readmore for the picture size, but he thinks putting margarethe in this little number would turn every head in the room, no matter the size. of course, the only eyes on her that matter are his. ;^)

[captain-habit]

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AKIRA YAMAOKA, INTERLACE || RAIN OF BRASS PETALS [THREE VOICES EDIT]

[inherot]

GUSTAVO FRING: ' what am i looking at here? '

⠀he's not a dealer. not a pusher. he's something else entirely, something that can't be overstated in a world reliant on underground travel: word of mouth. negotiation. street junkies are one thing, but actual clientele? real rich fucks who'll clean out an entire lab's supply in just one night? that's where he thrives. if this blue shit is good enough for prospero usher, let alone good enough to make him rave about it, well . . . the other trust fund yuppies come running like dogs after a bone, kicking up pounds of albuquerque dust in the wake of their brand - new mercedes.

⠀he'd pulled gus away from the hustle and bustle of the restaurant — the youngest usher is cocky and flippant, but far from stupid — and presented the oddly shaped bottle, inlaid with stones of amber ( tucked neatly away in its equally elegant box ) once they were safely out of earshot. ❛ claze azul, ❜ he answers, the words rolling off his tongue. as though clarification is needed, he adds, ❛ tequila. they only made fifteen of these— ❜ here, he points to the bottle almost anxiously, tacking on facts to make the gift appear even more impressive. ❛ — for some kind of anniversary event. they're hand painted, hand sculpted. and thirty fucking thousand dollars a bottle. ❜

⠀satisfied, he sticks his hands into the pockets of his designer slacks, adopting as casual a pose as he can muster. clearly, he takes some pride in this extension of gratitude. ❛ consider it a . . . show of thanks. for helping out with our party last weekend. who knows? maybe we can help each other out more often. ❜

@gustavos

[inherot]

MARGARETHE TREMAINE : ' give me a reason to believe in you. ' / @mxdam

⠀GIVE ME A REASON. one good reason. that's all he needs, right? all he's ever needed. all he's ever been found lacking. just one solid, surefire way to prove himself as worthy of the usher name as his other siblings, well on their way to success while he trailed along behind, all but riding on his father's weathered coattails.

⠀he'd spotted her across the lounge, waved his friends away so he could work his magic alone. if nothing else, he has full confidence in his charm. and now he finds himself seated next to the captivating woman in question, trying to sell her on some new morally debasing plan he'd concocted during his last bender, stomach full of tequila and nostrils painted with coke.

⠀❛ let me put it this way. ❜ in one smooth motion, one that would seem practiced were it not so casual, he reaches one hand up to ever so gently rest it atop hers. ❛ if you really need some convincing — ❜ his index finger brushes the back of her hand with an almost feather - light touch, skin tingling in its wake. never once does his gaze leave hers, his eyes so dark, so deep, you could almost drown in them. ❛ maybe we could talk it over at my place. i could . . . show you a few figures, give you an idea of how it all works. ❜

[inherot]

⠀constantly thinking about leo's heart-to-heart with perry and wondering how many vulnerable sibling moments we didn't see. how many times leo, or maybe even vic (definitely not camille lol) tried to get through to him over the years and make him realize that his worth is not based solely on roderick's approval. hell, he even tries to convince himself that it's all one big farce that leaves you at roderick's beck and call. and yet he's still so eager to prove himself -- stubbornly and in his own way, yet with the same underhanded methods that his family's known for. his vision, his stubbornness, his arrogance, is his downfall.

[inherot]

⠀⠀THERE WAS A SHARP CRY — and the dagger dropped gleaming upon the sable carpet, upon which instantly afterwards, fell prostrate in death the prince prospero. [ . . . ] one by one dropped the revellers in the blood - bedewed halls of their revel, and died each in the despairing posture of his fall.

⠀⠀AND DARKNESS AND DECAY AND THE RED DEATH HELD ILLIMITABLE DOMINION OVER ALL. — #INHEROT. an independent , private & selective PROSPERO USHER of netflix's the fall of the house of usher , by COLE. general warnings for blood , gore & usfw topics apply.