冒名顶替者

i have DESTROYED everything...

[wordsnquotes]

I don’t just want your heart I want your flesh, your skin and blood and bones, your voice, your thoughts your pulse and most of all your fingerprints, everywhere.

Isobel Thrilling (via wordsnquotes)

[lastescape]

Take a body, dump it, drive.

[nexusdawn]

2046 (2004)

[needlebomb]

🐍

[needlebomb]

WHAT   WOULD   YOU   BE   A   GOD   OF ?

                           The Revenant .

At some point in recent years, you suffered what felt to you like a 'death', whether creative, social, emotional, spiritual or even literal, and you've been reborn. This reincarnation didn't come easy, and you're not entirely the person you were, but you sloughed yourself out of your figurative grave with the kind of vigour only a phoenix could have. When you sleep, you dream strange and vivid dreams, and your gaze now holds a certain intensity. When something takes your attention, it doesn't let go. Your kindness is endless, as is your love for vast things like the sea, the sky and the stars. You have a certain unshakable fixation with religion or higher powers, and the prospect of death doesn't scare you. In fact, you feel less fear than you should, and you've never felt more alive than you do now. As a deity, you're the god of life and death, of moving on, of growth and of courage.

tagged by : stole it from @shinylugers​ tagging: anyone that sees it

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[yandere-cutie]

[howmanyangels]

the shape of a girl, joan macleod

[needlebomb]

ＨＥＬＬ   ＷＩＬＬ   ＲＩＳＥ       &&     𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙤𝙨    𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡    𝙧𝙚𝙞𝙜𝙣

                           independent / private 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐀 𝐑𝐀𝐃𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐒

                                         credit to @derekcsimmons​

[shesnake]

Helter Skelter (2012) dir. Mika Ninagawa

[dormanta]

“Again she had the odd feeling of being two people at the same time.”

— Virginia Woolf, Complete Works (via books-n-quotes)

[knifefightandchill]

[gatarojastuff]

Heart of Bone jewelry

[todf-deactivated20151104]

[needlebomb]

𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝗶𝗿𝗸𝗶𝗻 𝗴𝗶𝗿𝗹:

Confidentiality was one of the vital parts of her work, everything is supposed to be left in secrecy before making it public, but is no lie that everyone around the world knew about the Raccoon City incident, or at least a vast majority, is better to leave it buried in the past. Her name might be just a combination of letters for anyone else, but those who still work for Umbrella and have a pinch of memory, are familiar with the name Sherry Birkin, her last name for sure is enough to give them the idea of the story she carries in her healed skin.

“My boss?” It left her almost breathless not having any sort of notification about additions to their mission, Sherry wasn’t directly informed or contacted from HQ about this. Reached for the pocket of her pants, the white crack on the screen and the pitch black was enough for her to knowledge that in no means a notification would have come recently. When did this happen exactly? 

Catches for a moment the crimson lips of the woman, she appeared to be smiling for herself, the smoke doesn’t allow her exactly to tell what expression she’s doing as she speaks. At least her information seems valid. “If what you say is true, then this squadron won’t be an issue for us.” The innocence of her eyes is darkened by the sudden doubts and outcomes, if she’s lying to her face, then the consequences will be lethal.

the girl is nervous and double checks her small phone. a scrying device of black glass and wires, but there is no message. derek doesn’t know a thing about her, hasn’t known for months what she’s been up to behind his back. he thought she was under his thumb but the real her that he had shattered so completely slipped through the cracks while she slept in his bed. she remembers everything. 

“ if you’d rather go alone, you can but it can be frankly, very dangerous. “ she takes a few tentative steps around the place, her hair rustling as she hits a shattered window and wind whistles in. the silvered sunlight brings only a frigid chill. there is no warmth here. “ mercenaries are not known for engaging in conversations with outsiders-- do you speak their language? “

her eyes narrow as she peers into the darkness, finding the girl’s wide eyes easily. a pinched smile as another explosion sends debris dusting the pair. “ i have been working as a translator for years, that is how i am supposed to assist you, agent birkin. “

[leflambeur]

By Ziqian Wang for Vogue China

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