Can you squeal like a pig?

angel heart need no friend, no cocaine/ need neither doctor nor medicine/ need no woman, only vaseline/ a bit of ...NITROGLYCERIN! fallout new vegas fiend oc

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me, every six month: oh ! missing the hillbilly necrophiliac

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megaton(i) — baby's got a temper !

❝ Let’s cause some mayhem. ❞

                                                  ❛        lordeh,   lordeh,   gee fakkin' whiz,   this angelik offah gotta be da svjeetest thang a pusss              aykat e'er done said t' l'il ole me,    inne whoooooooole terr't'ry offe   N    &    C    &    R   !   ya gunner bring tha',    uh,    hansuuuum gal   lucy   too,    mayk't-ah mienasch à katre wiz me’n tha’ stick o’ dynamite o’ mine   ?     ❜

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just a fun little character game. fill in the below categories with 3-5 things that your character can be identified by. repost & tag away ! 

EMOTIONS / FEELINGS: 001.  ecstasy.     002.    languor.     003. malice.     004.  destructiveness.     005.  lust.

COLORS: 001.  pitch black.      002.  neon orange.     003.  neon pink.     004. baby blue.      005.  69 shades of gray.

SCENTS: 001.  body perspiration.     002.  iron.      003.  chemistry.     004. animal carcass.     005.   gun powder.

CLOTHING: 001.   thin hair band.     002.  duct-taped bulletproof vest.      003.  welder's goggles.      004.  u.s.s.r. army steel cap boots.      005.  safety pin earring.

OBJECTS: 001.  pre-war grimms' fairy tales holodisk (the robber bridegroom).      002. .45 auto submachine gun.      003.   live & love mag no 7:  beware the man handler.     004.  lucky nuka cola quantum bottle cap.     005.  jet vial.

VICES / BAD HABITS: 001.  minute love.     002.  drugs, especially psycho stimulants.     003.  alcohol.     004. overstepping boundaries.      005. chewing raw rad meat.

BODY LANGUAGE: 001.  ostensibly sucking own tongue before speaking.      002.  carrying rifle over shoulder.     003.  slow, elegant walk.      004.  coquettishly tilting head.      005.  fingering mouth, lips and chin while thinking or listening.

AESTHETICS: 001.  a ripe, fat, green-yellow pimple just about to pop. there's murky blood.      002.  roadkill seething in the sun, its stench lingering over hot asphalt.      003. pet play.      004. kids setting fire to farmer jackson's deserted old barn, but there's a teen couple coppin’ a feel in the hay.     005.  microwaving a hamster out of insidious boredom.

SONGS: 001.  skills in pills  /  lindemann.    002.  express  /  christina aguilera.     003.  kill my boyfriend  / natalia kills.     004.  piggy /  nin.     005.  du riechst so gut  /  rammstein.

tagged by:      no one ! tagging:     @liesome       ;       @explosivedarling       ;       @nosferanne       ;       @vamytas        (     classic gothic au?     )

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i still love that @spiiitfire and darwin were in the same movie. look at them. look how tiny she is

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                                                  ❛        hullo,   hullo,    sir psiko sexi...   gee whiz,  tha' schuuuuuure's a funneh fakken rukus we done catched oua-selfs in,  innit.   ohhhh,  but i gotta be honest                        me, ah heyt to heyt an' i heyt that,   i heyt ma leif so very bad.    tha' rehab offer still standin' ?    ❜

                                                                  starter                                         @widovspeak !

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devahl's l'il sissa. — ʙᴇɴᴢɪɴɢᴇʀᴜᴄʜ !

❛   cut   your   finger   off.   ❜       breaking   the   reticence   she   so   expertly   sports   with   a   demand   that   doesn’t   ask   for   ‘why’s’   or   ‘buts’,   her   features   remain   unfazed.    reaching   into   the   pockets   of   her   vest,   she   collects   a   dirty   napkin   from   within,   tossing   it   to   the   fiend   with   a   lack   of   ambition.   ❛   will   make   him   loose   our   trail.   or   maybe   he   just   thinks   you’re   dead.   ❜   snide   taint   to   her   voice:   she’s   impatient.    ❛   just   make   sure   it   bleeds,   hillbilly.   ❜    /   @pussyliqucr.

                                                 ❛        an' there ah wassa-thinkin' yeh'd wan' me pahted from                                            moh 'mportnt poschjons o' da body,   geez whiz,   lorej lordej   ...   done me sum schock,   din't cha,   pu-pu-pu-purgatory woman !    ❜       yellowed gremlin-grin flashin' with an uncertain tremor,   tremor,   tremor beneath as he picks it up;   picks it up in dschentlmanly curtsy,   picks it up and into pieces,   only that it does not tear   –   it's cloth,   but he's fidgety,   you see,   and now he polishes his zip,   unzips his zipper like a stripper.

                                               ❛        iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiahhhhh kan't make it bleed any no mo',   thanks fer askin',   but ah think ya might jus' do da trick,   understood,   if we got the   …   season offe monf offe red dahvil visitin'  …  tho,   doesn't it loir in 'em predatories ?   hellsay yang male spezimn like me might kom-a- believin'   she'd simpley wanta him hurt,    fack-fackety-fack she would ne'er do !   how 'bout we leave missa collton of the   N & C & R   sum viscerall gift   …   might coulda wanna turn,   she ?   or d'ya like t' wadch?  eh  ?    ❜

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and if i eat your heart i’ll also bite your soul; and when I’m done with that i’ll use your skull as a bowl.

[sesiondemadrugada]

House of 1000 Corpses (Rob Zombie, 2003).

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EVER WONDER WHAT MY MUSE SAYS ABOUT YOURS?

Send me a symbol.

📖 for what my muse would write about yours in their diary. 📷 for what my muse would say to the paparazzi about yours. 💋 for what my muse would say to the person trying to woo your muse. 🔪 for the eulogy my muse would give for yours. 💌 for a letter my muse would write to yours. 📫 for a letter my muse would write about yours to a third party. 📨 for a text my muse would send to yours. 💬 for a text my muse would send to yours to a third party. 💀 for what my muse would say upon hearing about your muse’s death. 👪 for what my muse would say to your muse’s child about them. 👊 for what my muse would say upon hearing yours has been arrested. 💒 for the toast my muse would give at your muse’s wedding.

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sinister kid. — ʟɪʟɪᴛʜ, ᴅᴀᴜɢʜᴛᴇʀ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏʀɴɪɴɢ !

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Fingers itch to reach for her grenade launcher after all what would one less raider be in this dog eat dog world? A sadist she is not, doesn’t get off on inflicting pain or death. But nemo me impune lacessit and all that shit. She’s not looking for any trouble, but if trouble comes her way so be it.

      ❝ Hey! Don’t you know you shouldn’t even be here? Or are you feeling suicidal? ❞

                               ❛        oh no,   nonono,   no…   ai,   uh,   ai been walkin’ the,   the…   dawg,    see,   yeddiiiiii didn’ ‘spect it to sniff a puss           ay…  kat out.   preh-wa PREDATAR THANG if tha’ name ain’t rining any belles.    ❜                                                   buzzin’ like cazador all surpressed energy'n yellow gremlin-grin but no visible sting he carries,   thus unarmed hands    up!    in conciliatory defense: PEACE  ?

                               ❛        gee whiz,   lordy lordy girleh,   sumptimes fate jus’ up'n face-faks ya fer no good ressn,   tha’ fe schuuuuuuuure,   but today   …jus’ looking t'piss.   n besaids,   no sense'n wajstan a good bullet on a sucidal dschentlman,  eh  ?    where’s da logix   ?    ❜

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sir psycho sexy. — 19ᴛʜ ᴄᴇɴᴛᴜʀʏ ʙᴏʏ. 19ᴛʜ ᴄᴇɴᴛᴜʀʏ ᴛᴏʏ !

  ❛                        i    heard   o’many    a    poor    boy    loose    his     mind   in    the    wild.  .  .         the    cold,     the     solitude                           the      hunger.  .  .      drive    a    man    t’do    things    a    man    ought   not   do.      been    told    you    find   one    like    tha’                           they    got    a    tongue    as    sweet ‘n thick    as    molasses,     make    ya    think    you’re   as    pretty    as    the   angels    when    they    sing.  .  .       jus’     t'make    ya    take    ‘em    home.      thin’    is                              YOU    DONE    THAT       you    sure    ain’t    ever    gonna    do   anythin’    else    ever    again.       so ‘m   gonna    ask    ya    jus’ this    once:      son,       you    done   anythin’    out    here    i    wouldn’t    have                                ?    ❜

»» (* STARTER.  //  @pussyliqucr  !

                                                 ❛        welly,   welly,   welly,   welly,   welly,   welly,   well,    dadej;   fridgit'n folorn n’ faystin ya say                      sum great many o’ dem uh   …soldja boys, out ‘lone withu onleh ‘em kollegues   …might diskover   …a cravin’ of da heart,   y'see;   sum mightey awlfull tanges defame it'n fakkin’ aboominaschn yet personalley i sink…   FER SUM MEN it’s one purrfectly fine thang t'do.   complimentin’ one another's rifle,   understood   ?        three big fad effs lead'n to that int'mate eff.   an’ then ya ain’t want'n any other eff no more!   allthough   …i been hearin’ there’s folks who cherish both   …or more.   bi-secks-u-all,   they kall it.             or haven’t ya been talk'n ‘bout MARRJADSCH at all  ?    ❜

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                                                                            and he's a-twistin'-twistin'-twistin' that slender-thick cig (sure sounds like some alliterative oxymoron, doesn't it, but i'm fucking telling ya, it's all REAL, it's kind o' slim, but nicely so, something a man shouldn't be ashamed of, especially since it's such good length; delight to hold in your hands, satisfyin' to suck on and on and on and on...) with stiff little pissfingers, neck BENT, crooked stance on daddy-long legs, golden sharp teeth divulged by an obscenely charming smile: his own kind of VAGINA DENTATA. 

               ❛  lordy, lordy, brova, 'm jus' sayan', gee whiz, that waaaaiiiii too much TIT fer'n man o' ya                         aidsch, prolly should go'n let sum o' 'em medikals sleice't off, pertainan all these ress'ns of                         the elaborait medikalities.                         ...ya schuuuuuuuuuuuure lookin' leik a guy havin' sumpthang real bad growin' over that                         pretty heart o' his'n.

                        hell, i ain't no p'fessionahl, but i kould do it. 'd sleice't off. MESSILAY.

                        ah geuss that'd mean no more                        no more secks for ya, now.                                                               no more puss-ay for...what's your name, piggy?  ❜

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