maliciously psychopathic

❝ Give them pleasure - the same pleasure they have when they wake up from a nightmare. — alfred hitchcock [ original character— personification of nightmares ] explore ✘ important

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i'm gonna make a dark childe whoop whoop

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[grandparogers-deactivated201402]

The beautiful ship Sethon.

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dammit elaine now i want to make a character with jennifer lawrence's face

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gαу σƒ ∂ємσηι¢ ¢нαям↝ ღ: at least you're cute when you moan.

↝piper.: i do try

gαу σƒ ∂ємσηι¢ ¢нαям↝ ღ: you do a good job

gαу σƒ ∂ємσηι¢ ¢нαям↝ ღ: i'm glad there is no dying whales here

gαу σƒ ∂ємσηι¢ ¢нαям↝ ღ: seriously though the fact that some people sound like that is sad

↝piper.: omg

↝piper.: pls

↝piper.: pLS

gαу σƒ ∂ємσηι¢ ¢нαям↝ ღ: like

gαу σƒ ∂ємσηι¢ ¢нαям↝ ღ: 'wAaaaOOOHhh it feels so gOOOOAaaD'

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One of our favorite moments ever.

[andy-wanksack]

[traumeriinarchive]

       ☁  ”Of course. He’s like Underdog but twenty times cooler.” As she imagined him flying through the sky and saving poodles, she could only laugh. “That and you have a much better taste in clothing than him in my opinion.” A bit bias on her part because any clothing he did have were made by her. At the mention of her hedgehog, she grinned. “A wonderful model as always. Though I do think he’s getting a little lonely. I might get him a lady hedgehog to be pals with.”

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          — - { ✘ } "Couldn't have said it better myself." Shaking his head, the omen's eyes rolled once more at the dreamer's words. "He needs more Underworldly clothes, you know? Something fierce-- with flames and things of the sort." But he absolutely couldn't see the woman knitting a flamed out sweater. It just wasn't her style. With a chuckle, Nox's head cocked to the side, cerulean optics locking onto the other. "If you do, expect a bunch of hedgehog babies."

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       ☁  Rose raised her finger to say something but simply put it back down and shook her head. A small laugh escaped her lips as she began to coddle the fully recovered hound. Putting him to the ground carefully, she allowed him to circle around her legs. Soft giggles escaped her lips as her eyes locked onto his. “Well that’s because he has a pretty good owner now..” Before she let him realize she had complimented him, she brought her attention back to Cerberus. “And because he is the strongest dog in the world! Nothing can hold you down.”

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          — - { ✘ } "Damn right he is!" The compliment had been caught, but through his subconscious-- and the omen didn't have time to comment on it before they were moving on. "He's a superdog, I swear. Strongest thing in the entire universe." Genuine grin curling across his lips when the dog barked in approval, Nox crossed his arms over his chest. The nightmare physically lit up when the topic of his dog was brought up-- and whether that was a good or bad thing, he wasn't sure of. Cerberus meant literally everything to him. "Don't know what I'd do without him." After a moment, the omen let his attention turn to the woman. "How's Hugo?"

[zeitloslebengone]

          ⊰✞∬   By watching his actions, it was obvious that he wasn’t planning on leaving any time soon.  Eleanor opted for doing the same and returned back to her seat.  ”You get things by demanding them, not by asking for them, I have learned that my own way.”  Sure, those that around her didn’t appreciate her ways, but if it got her what she wanted that was good enough for her.  ”A bitch? do you know how many times I have been called that? so many that now I take it more of as compliment instead of an insult.  I have been called that and many other worst things, can’t complain when they’re correct, can you?.”

Now the cigars, with the strong sense of smell ghosts had, the smell of them were ten time worst.  His actions ended up bothering her more than his words.  ”I wouldn’t mind you staying here, I love conversations and I would love to have one with you, but that’s not going to happen.. at least not today.”  With her index finger she pointed to the door and this was opened on its own.  ”Be a good little boy and do as I say.”

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          — - { ✘ } The omen listened to her words-- well, tried to, at least. Fading in and out every so often, focusing on how much of the smoke he was inhaling, Nox sort of just waiting until she was done speaking, the sound of her voice becoming more and more of a nuisance with each passing second. Her ways were that of a determined mind, to an extent where the omen would have respected and even admired-- but when it cut into his work, it was seen as nothing but a bother. Lips parting around a quiet yawn, Nox shook his head at her question, though he hadn't really been listening, so he wasn't quite sure what she was asking. Typical for him, really, to never be paying attention.

          A conversation with the woman would be last on his list for things to do with the useless ghost. To be quite honest, despite the fun he was having, he only wished that she would get lost-- let him do his job so he could return home to his dog and get some sleep. At the last bit, a full fledged laugh spilled from his lips, eyes crinkling at the corners; the sound both holding amusement and sarcasm. "No, thank you, I'd rather not." Resting a hand on his stomach, the omen continued to laugh, the sound dying out a few moments later. Taking another drag of the cigarette, he let his legs swing over the side of the chair. "Really-- you made such charming arguments, but I think I'll be perfectly fine right here."

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