vii . NOTHING

I FEEL LIKE GOD. ALONE / ind. sel. oc

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                      IF THE APOCALYPSE CALLS, BEEP ME. 

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taromancies·:

@rebeldritch / x

BEING IN THE SAME ROOM AS HIM HURTS. this is not because of the caged violence that emanates from him like gold from the sun. there’s something —— else, something that her mind doesn’t understand but her body definitely does. it’s like how rabbits get fidgety in the presence of a snake. he feels empty. like if she tries to reach out and touch him, her fingers will pass through him and into the dark.

there is something in her that snaps like a young tree in a vicious storm. the cards she’s shuffling seem to wilt, sink together, dive for cover. dread, she finally realizes. she feels dread.

“YOU HAVE NO IDEA WHAT’S COMING, do you?”

in retrospect, this wasn’t really his best idea. how was one supposed to tell the future of something that both did and did not have a future. he existed above the thread of time most people tended to live on. he honestly should have expected this. and he can sense her unease. it’s the same sort of unease you feel going up the stairs in the dark. feeling around for that final stair before your foot comes plummeting hard into the ground when you realize it wasn’t there to begin with. 

           “. . . . . . i suppose that’s why i’m here.”  

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satankissed·:

   “ yes “   She  says,  with  a  sort  of  ARROGANT  CONFIDENCE   “ My  SKILL  in  making  others  afraid  is  unlike  ANY  OTHER. “   

fingers twitch and within the blink of an eye a cigarette is being lit between his lips. a puff of smoke is exhaled casually. “------you know, most people that have to SAY they’re terrifying, usually aren’t.”

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blackenedhorns·:

“ Show them ALL you’re not the ordinary type. ” / @rebeldritch

“-----i don’t think people would WANT to see that. . . .”

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( OOC ) - not to be rude but 

Keep reading

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satankissed·:

      “ Making  people  AFRAID  is  an  art  that  very  few  MASTER. “  

“and i suppose you think you’ve MASTERED it, no?”

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futurepop·:

     Eve notices the eyes on her, and she cannot tell whether it’s because they recognize her or because she is clearly out of town. Either way, she isn’t bothered since she is used to being stared at. As she looks for a place to sit, she notices that she is being spoken to. “Yeah? I’ll take your word for it.” A shake and fries sounds like what she’d order anyways. “Mind if I join you?” The diner seems fairly busy so she doesn’t think she’ll find a table for herself.

he sits alone because they know to avoid him. when he walked in, the reaction was quite the opposite. heads turned away, hyperfocused on syrup as it drizzled onto plates of waffles and pancakes. newspapers unfolded and held up to block any line of sight. suddenly stirring their coffee became the most interesting thing in the room. they know to avoid him because they do not understand him. he doesn’t mind. he does however mind their attempts to scare off new faces. it’s tacky. “--------of course not,” he’s always curious to learn about the fresh meat NEW FACES. “don’t mind it at all. . . . they,” he looks around the bar and it’s like his gaze is a knife. threatening to stab anyone who dares look back. no one makes eye-contact, “aren’t exactly the best company.”

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mcdonald's does have a p decent Angus beef burger

im deleting

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( OOC ) - i would die for angus mcdonald.

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( OOC ) - ok but why do i wanna make a blog for marnie from halloweentown?  

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@killjoytm·

you’re probably right / in the end she might regret her actions altogether. but she is too stubborn to even hear your advice / instead taking a few careful steps closer. she’s ready to defend herself if necessary / no matter how big the threat might be she never runs away. plus you intrigued her far too much for her to walk away now. with a soft chuckle and hands deep in her pockets / she fearlessly stares straight back at your third eye / grinning madly. “ maybe i’m both. ” 

their gaze meets and in an instant he understands. his third eye sees past the crooked grin and into the depths of her being. he is no longer convinced she is brave. but a fool. he had existed as a human on this plane to still remember what that felt like. the feeling of invincibility that comes with foolishness. the pure and undeniable high that courses through your veins. it is a fleeting feeling now. a ghost of a thought. but he understands. “no-----” his voice echoes in the void. endless. “-----i know what you are.” FOOLISH. yet the word remains locked behind lips pulled into a sneer. “you’re in over your head.” 

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bafmet·:

hands        tucked        inside        holes        of        cloth        ,                head        tilted        leisurely        at        the        sunken        body                        DESIRING                       death’s        loving                        kiss        .                                eyes        gleamed        slightly        reflecting        at        the        scorching        sun,                        soulless        pupils        harbored        an        undertone        of                        phoenix        flames                        underneath        brimming        brows        .                        ❛        your        that        um…your        that        criminal,                am        I       correct?        ❜                he        hesitated        at        first        before        untucking        his        hands        to        assist        in        the                        NEARLY        DEPARTED  .                        ❛        is        this        what        you        most        desire        ?        ❜                he        mumbled        ,                just        before        rising        him        out        of        the        water        unwillingly        most        likely        .                        / @rebeldritch

every atom that makes up this vessel freezes as though dipped in ice water. features are barren like the arctic tundra, the man’s words a howling icy wind that causes him to clench. empty eyes watch as the body he used to call his own rises from the still waters of the quarry in blasphemous rapture. it twists his stomach into knots, just the sight of it. empty, devoid of life, twisted into a bloated monstrous unidentifiable corpse. “I WAS THAT CRIMINAL.” his words feel hollow, as he can’t bring himself to focus on anything but what’s left of his corpse. it hurts. “i don’t know what i am anymore.”

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( OOC ) - what’s up my name’s ryan and im making homemade ravioli at 11pm bc i have no self control 

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( OOC ) - not to be rude but 

i get rly tired of ppl referring to their nsfw posts. especially gay ships. as “sin”, “omg my sinning children!!!”,  “so much sin!!!”, “my sinning boys!!!”, “NASTY SIN SIN SIN SIN!!!!” like. . . . . .you’re tacky and i hate you. 

[inzika]

Don’t like it? Become God

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@gothamcartel replied to your post: Hello there! I'm so sorry to bother, this isn't...

from two different devices the colors look different on the first gif. from my phone and tv screen, its perfectly colored for a poc, its just fine. but when i look at it from my computer screen it looks kind of pale. but from my phone its perfectly colored. so its not your psd! i think its the anons resolution and coloring on either their computer or phone! @ anon, the psd is actually fine, its just the coloring on your device. i know cause its the same for me!

thanks for this!! i didn’t even realize it could look different on other monitors or smth. 

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NOTHING, AZ:: CITIZENS ----- JACQUELYN “JACKIE” HART

THEY FOUND NOTHING, in a way that most do not. ON PURPOSE. ghost hunting equipment placed idle in the backseat of their peach volkswagen while their left hand tapped to the tune of whatever pop song was playing on the radio. they town hadn’t even crested on the sandy horizon and they swear that some of the equipment in the back is going off… …STRANGE. BUT NOT UNEXPECTED.

ghosts had been their fascination. a dream calling of peace when mysteries were no longer enough. they held their head high, like a sunflower standing among a field of short reaching tulips. STRONG AND PROUD!! admirable for their daringness against every person telling them they were stupid and always ready to jump into the fray if it meant finding even the slightest trace of activity at the end of their trackers. 

a figure of HEART MADE OF LIQUID GOLD —– a pleaser of NO ONE with determination in their throat:: GHOSTS ARE REAL. they exist they exist they exist. the words are a declaration of truth. a declaration they couldn’t back down from. not anymore. they entered nothing with a baseball cap and a backpack filled with books and gadgets ready to uncover the secrets this town possessed. there is something here —— something THEY WILL FIND.