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psychotic?? where do bad folks go when they die ?? they don't go to heaven where the angels fly. just a bit!! multimuse roleplay blog. penned by alex. nsfw & triggers will be present on this blog. (+18)

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literally the only account i constantly ever had anything to do with was my joker blog.... sigh. 

[justmystuffxoxo]

Some sort of dark/edgy/grungy-ish girl aesthetic, inspired by HP’s Pansy Parkinson [Please like or reblog if you save]

[fataldusk]

[coldmeholdme]

[diorsoulja]

Rihanna

[everythingbutice-deactivated202]

wild thoughts

[crybabies-b1tch]

[fiona-widdershins]

“I feel like I know exactly what I want, so I kind of go for it.”

[alternativequeens]

[beallright]

‘’If I could, I would not do anything else. I’d just be in the studio for my whole life. I would never go to parties, events, and red carpets. I would rather just be in the studio for the whole time. I don’t even care. Nobody has to know what I look like. I just want to make music.‘’

[xmasbae]

[greedyforloves]

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Sooooo... if anyone would like to check out my group roleplay,      HERE IT IS,    even if it’s not your cup of tea, could those of you nice enough, please reblog this to get the word out? i really also need two co-admins???? help! 

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♥ harlequin. ♥

  ‘ HIYA YASELF CUTIE - i’m all on your level ‘cause sometimes you just gotta go where the madness takes ya and it brought me straight to you !! like I ain’t gonna ever be able to kill batsy least not without a little help and a ton o’ planning!! i mean after all the lans o’ mine he’s spoiled and all the times I been in prison and the asylum he deserves somethin’ special and i can’t do that in a day.  ’ harley gripped the female’s hand as she was pulled to standing. ‘ but depending on yer idea o’ fun i do have a few ideas. ’

her response earned a giggle from Charlotte, and she nodded along. “ I  think that I can definitely help you with that -- ya see, reading minds an’ all, I’d  just have to meet this batsy character  one time, and touch him, and then i can  tap into his brain whenever i want.” lottie was one of the strongest telepaths the world had to offer. stronger than a textbook Jean Grey or Charles Xavior. she could do what Charles could do without cerebral, or any electronic aid. she’d heard about the  xmen when she was a little girl, but never did Charlotte ever think she’d have a power as  strong as she really did. “ so this batsy guy,  he’s put you in prison and an asylum. . . what  if i said i can keep you out of harms way AND kill the bat ?? ”

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starincarnates:

       “   I KNOW WHAT you did. you ain’t foolin’ me.   ” words are near immediate and cut harshly through a suffocating shroud of deception, coalesced in both beauty and YOUTH, but they are not yet so in nature. memory recalls a CHARCOAL corpse before dainty feet upon pavement and withering FLAMES; wailing sirens had soon followed— his own doing, however anonymous it were, and no matter what little hope there was for such a life—and she was then GONE with smoke. only questions had REMAINED after. at least, until he found her again in present moment.

        feet come to shuffling stop some paces behind her; he HOPES the statement will bid her the same. eyes are narrow beneath a furrowed brow, contemplative frown further marking his features. 

        “   all i ask is WHY.   ”

      “   IF YOU KNOW WHAT I did, then why didn’t ya tell on me ??  ” she had realized he was standing in that spot long before he actually SPOKE, and didn’t know who it was observing her or how long they’d actually been there, but whomever seemed genuinely curious as to why she was setting shit on fire.

           words fall from parted lips, a sly smile back on her cheeks as she cocked her hips to the side, tilting her head to finally answer him. “   ya wanna know why I do what I do ??  ”   she shook her head and flipped her palm up, watching fire begin to congregate before closing it and stopping it. “  it has a lot to do with where i came from. . . i’m a little different than you think . . . i have to FUEL the fire to keep myself YOUNG and BEAUTIFUL. otherwise, i’ll shrivel up and die --- ya see. i used to ONLY kill bad people . . . but that got OLD.   ” 

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@fuckingladies ♥’d for a starter. 

“so you’re like -- half demon?? i got  that part right, right? I’m just saying -- I’ve got fire power, girl, and I’m almost positive that I can be of aid to you -- ya see this witch cursed me an’ i  gotta kill to stay young and pretty... think you can help??” a smile was  plastered on her tanned cheeks. she was definitely ready to do something  not so good. she’d had her fair share  of trying to do good, and it did nothing but age her. that was something she  definitely DID NOT want.