BURNED.

[klassizismus]

View from the artist’s room (1825) by Martinus Rørbye (1803-1848)

[plythburned]

banditborn‌:                

“Of course! Like I would fill my shelves with some half assed liquor.” He counted the money before putting it away, before his gaze met hers again. “You know your liquor, huh?”

            (  ✨   )            ❝              YOU MIGHT     get to keep a long term customer that way,  darling.  good liquor keeps the company    . .   and i do.  i’ve been around   LONG ENOUGH   to know my favorites and know   WHICH    to steer clear from.               ❞             they muse,  pulling the bottle close to them ‘fore removing the   CORK   and drank from it.

          ❝              what’s the   YEAR   on this   ??               ❞                 they mumble,  pulling back to spy the near   CENTURY   year on the sticker   -------  huh.

[plythburned]

soulstcne‌:

“ YES,   I   KNOW,   I’M   REALLY   SORRY   to   bother   you,   i   just…   i   got   lost.   i   think. “   trust   her   to   go   off   traveling   with   no   map   and   no   destination   in   mind.   people   told   her   it   was   a   road   trip,   that   the   fun   was   in   the   journey   rather   than   the   end   location,   but   thusfar   it’s   been   nothing   but   a   headache,   something   which   she   was   already   trying   to   cure   before   she   even   set   foot   in   the   car.   stress   lingers,   sparked   by   nightmares   of   a   prophetic   nature,   by   episodes   that   cause   the   stone   to   react   excitedly   and   cause  damage   and   a   growing   risk   of   her   being   found.   but   since   she   started   the   road   trip,   her   mind   is   too   preoccupied   by   the   driving   to   allow   for   such   episodes.   replacing   one    problem   with   another,   as   it   were.   “ could   i   trouble   you   for   a   ginger   ale,   please?   and…   maybe,   you   could   help   me   figure   out   a   place   to   stay   tonight?   i’ve   never   been   in   these   parts   before,   i   just   need   a   motel   or   something   to   stay   in! “

            (  ✨   )              SHE GOT LOST.    well,   the streets that led to where they currently placed themselves could   DRAG   the unsuspecting in and make it hard for them to escape.  luckily for her they knew how to help them get out of here and this   WASN’T   some endless loop or fate for her now.  they   SHOOK   their head,  already reaching for a bottle of the ale she wanted.

             ❝               its no problem,  sweetheart.  listen,  you can   STAY   the night here and by the time the   SUN  arises tomorrow you should be able to find your way out of town.  its much harder at night   . .  and outside the   WALLS   of my establishment.              ❞            

[plythburned]

banditborn‌:

“Now that’s music to my ears, comin’ right up.” He took the bottle, then took a moment to look up the price before placing the whole thing in front of her, along with a glass. “That would be 40 pounds.” 

           (  ✨ )               THE AMOUNT,  IN NOTES    was slid his way while their other hand slid the bottle   CLOSER   to themself.  a glance of it is noted ‘fore they magically fill the glass,  hand wrapping around it to take a   DRINK   from it.               ❝             good stuff  . .  had more expensive stuff that tasted like   piss.         ❞                              

[izzymalec]

I’ll be fine. I have to be. I’m an alpha, remember?

[aftresources]

𝐥𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧 𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧`𝐬 𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐓 𝐏𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄  \  sentence starter pack,  ii.  feel free to change wording  \  pronouns as you see fit. 

` 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘦𝘥 `

he left behind a mansion full of other people’s skulls. 

the odd thing is, they never found his own. 

he somehow left behind strange symbols on the floor beneath his corpse. 

investigators said the wood was scorched. 

they found so many scorpions inside his lungs. 

when he died, they telephoned his wife. 

they found a message etched into his spine. 

and the blood would make the seas run red. 

a nearby shed caught fire. 

inside they found a painting of a clown.

` 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘵 𝘣𝘰𝘥 `

you know i’ve got to have you.

i’ll cover you in honey. 

you know, you know. 

strictly medicinal. 

if a little nontraditional. 

they’re just a hundred bucks or so. 

good god i’m glad to see you. 

` 𝘦𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘩 𝘸𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 ` 

i’ll never die, i am a freak. 

hello, i’m here. 

i’m living in the wall. 

but i am a … freak. 

i am the fifth dimension. 

you’re paralyzed. 

i am an eighth wonder. 

i watch like hell. 

you’ll never get to see. 

what in the name of god can i be? 

` 𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘴 ` 

my mind’s a cave. 

strange things happen for no reason. 

just hearts and walls of art. 

some of them edible, some of them mean. 

your kind all died when you arrived. 

i saw you making fire. 

i can’t help you. 

you’re not human, you’re not animal.

you seem surprised that i don’t hear you. 

[aftresources]

𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭  \  sentence starter pack,  i.  feel free to change wording  \  pronouns as you see fit. 

don’t go. 

please, don’t go. 

it hurts. 

this hurts. 

we can’t be friends. 

you shouldn’t be here. 

stay here with me. 

it doesn’t feel like you care. 

i can’t feel your heart. 

i’m so alone. 

i need you here, with me. 

there’s nothing left. 

we’re up in flames, the both of us. 

it all comes crashing down. 

i don’t know what to do. 

you won’t go with me? 

why don’t you stay here? 

i’m going alone.

my heart’s broken. 

they broke your heart. 

where did this come from? 

how did you get this scar? 

who is {name}? 

what are you saying? 

i shouldn’t have come here. 

it’s like we’ve become strangers. 

who hurt you? 

who did this to you? 

please, don’t ignore me.

please, say something. 

is there something i should know?

i’m not leaving you here. 

you can’t do this to me. 

after all that we’ve been through… 

there’s something you need to know. 

[plythburned]

witcher verse that i’ll most likely make a larger post on later:   fee’s backstory remains the same,  pretty much   ; >  a hybrid mage   (  father a beast  ((  demon  /  succubus  ))    )  and mother a magic user  --  still 360 years old. >  plythgrove effectively once a small kingdom 300+ years ago until it was,  well,  burned to the ground and unable to be fertile land.  because of this the stories  /  legends of what happened have been passed down of a   burned witch   that punished those that had wrongfully punished them and their family. >  currently lives in woods and uses beasts to patrol and keep most people out while they have a pop up   tavern   of sorts whenever they’re feeling most nice to deal with people.  

[karenakarenakarena-deactivated2]

Gonna use some dried roses to cleanse

[aftresources]

𝐥𝐞𝐮𝐚𝐧`𝐬 𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐘 𝐋𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐑  \  sentence starter pack.  feel free to change wording  \  pronouns as you see fit. 

you don’t want to stay the night. 

i don’t wanna be your secret. 

by the time i’m here, you’re leaving. 

you never wanna take the chance. 

i don’t mean to rush you. 

indecisiveness got me feeling crazy. 

i don’t want any bad karma. 

you don’t care what she tells your father. 

i don’t want to be your backup. 

you don’t know your wrong from right. 

i don’t know what else to say now. 

why would you bother to cover up your tracks? 

keep on running back to her. 

you say pretty little things. 

you don’t play nice.

[plythburned]

           (  ✨ )               ALL THEY WISHED FOR     was peace and quiet    ;    stringing up beasts to do bidding was useful as it ever was.   bend feeble minds to their will was   SIMPLE  for the elder witch whose days in   FOREST   were long and treacherous at times.   out of the dark the witch stood fast,  illusion hiding that was   IMPORTANT   ;   yet with the sense of smell of a witcher they   KNEW   it was potentially all in   vain.     stragglers into their woods weren’t harmed by them but  . .  if someone offered coin to   rid   them from the forest the   STORIES  were going to be rather    . .    ONE SIDED.

                              ❝             I CAN OFFER    double the coin you were given to remove me from these forests.   I    did nothing.        ❞                              

@haaklandian​ gets   . .   this.

[midsommars-deactivated20201109]

#moods

[aftresources]

                                    i’ll       never       be       that       me       again       . *

[plythburned]

         (  ✨ )              ❝             YOU WANT ME TO HELP,    but i haven’t heard what’s in it for me yet.   helping humans    isn’t   ENOUGH.   is this a   world ending   situation or not.  i just want an    ANSWER.       ❞                     

@frostslayr​​  / ✨

[dennybitte]

almost gone

by Denny Bitte

[aftresources]

                                    she’s     strong     but     she’s     exhausted     . *

[plythburned]

          (  ✨  )               ❝             BOURBON     -----------    that’s what i want right now.  i’ll pay for the   WHOLE BOTTLE.   pass it here.         ❞                              

@banditborn​  /  ✨