i'll take you to the river;

a place to post graphics, gifs, fics, playlists, and what have you of my various ocs and fandom characters. Main blog: wearyghosts

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“He knows who I am, though. Who I really am. I see it when he looks at me. He looks so angry, even when he smiles, but it’s not my fault.”

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silly boys can’t tame me benny’s the only one who’s ever going to claim me i’m in love with the price tag give me your number, i’ma give that shit right back

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"I’m a g o o d g i r l,” Jeyne whimpered. “They t r a i n e d me.”

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erika sawajiri as tomie

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older!clementine aesthetic:

the forest has become as close to her as if it were an old friend. it has become a second home that she longs for when prowling for supplies in the cities, their towering buildings silent and watching, a testament to the greatness of what mankind had achieved before the world became a shell of herself. she knows the twisting creeks that break through the earth like veins, knows them as well as the twisting lines on her calloused and weary palms. without many hunters slinking through the trees to kill the animals for sport, they have become plentiful. hunting has become second nature, whether it be animal or human. she hunts to fill her belly and AJ’s. the smooth velvet of the doe’s pelt is as familiar to her as bed sheets and comforters once were. she covets pieces in a small box where she hides pressed flowers, old drawings, a single picture of a man with torn edges whose name that is forever on her lips like a silent prayer for his guiding force. they are aging memories of another life, one she does not like to dwell on.

she has been reborn many times, slowly but surely becoming stronger and more adaptable. but a bitterness fills her at times like sour bile on her tongue as she thinks of the life that had been snatched from her. that had been snatched from AJ. and so she does what she must to provide a life for AJ, a life that she could not afford for herself with all the blood and sweat and tears and memories that linger like ghosts that she had to offer to the cruel god that had abandoned them all.

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a quick lucelli manip ; v; they're the precious bbs of the rp idc what anyone says.

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blood on her skin, dripping with sindo it again, living dead girl

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Marie Laveau;

"Marie Laveau was a voodooienne. She was the queen of them all. White and colored folks used to go to her. She could keep anybody from harming you and she could do anything you wanted done to anybody. How she used to do it, I don't know. She used to say prayers and mix different things to give people to drink, to rub with, to throw over your shoulder, to throw in the river. Oh! She had a million things to do but everything would happen just like she would say."

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Let's Play Minecraft Episode 73 | The Cow Genocide

"Go kill everything you see and bring back food. Also, when you kill any animal, I want you to whisper my name in it's ear."

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