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Jules of Nature

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Andulka
The Bowery Presents
Misplaced Lens Cap
Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ

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oozey mess

if i look back, i am lost
One Nice Bug Per Day
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
Sweet Seals For You, Always
macklin celebrini has autism
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noise dept.
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
official daine visual archive
Not today Justin
Monterey Bay Aquarium

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Christopher Abbott in POSSESSOR 2020 | Brandon Cronenberg
3:23pm, FBSA HQ. [Queen] Maeve: ❛ whatever weird tale you're about to tell me, i don't want to know. ❜ — @un-saintly, from.
(Neuman, V.) No surprise there, it's a feat she managed to sit through the initial debriefing. knowing better than to bog her down with useless details, Victoria merely shrugs her shoulders -- relenting. IN RARE FORM. A sharp tongue lies caged behind her teeth as she reconsiders her approach, nodding only slightly. ❝ I merely thought I might provide some insight given my past encounters with Invisi-Lass. ❞ not much to worry about there, she tends to go invisi-mode when confronted under the right circumstances ... alone.
Her blood sings with the thrill of it,
Too long since Maeve's been let off her tightly-held leash, tied down to the tower that holds [cages] her, — a watchful eye tucked around every corner. ❝ But you're right, I'm sure you'll be fine. ❞ Delivered with a megawatt smile that feels more like a mask than expression. fine or not, Victoria would be nearby to ensure the job is done. Unfortunately, she will be the one with a collar around her neck tonight -- no head-popping allowed, this one needs to be taken in one piece.
SOMETHING'S STILL OFF— noted subtly in the leaden flow of Maeve's blood, palpable on her tongue. not the distress itself that's readable, but how it impacts her (deep down into the vein). thoughts that race below the surface, Victoria's readings are rarely detected -- aided by a honed ability to conduct a high level of expressionless recon. PEEL THEM OPEN, TAKE A GOOD LONG LOOK, AND STITCH THEM BACK UP. but something tells her too deep of a probe would not go unnoticed by the other. not in her current state.
sick of his own face, sick of his skin, he crawls out of himself. an independent original character, by lea.
insp.
mask of the deer woman.
dialogue prompts from mask of the deer woman by laurie l. dove.
my _____ is missing.
who else do i tell?
you look like you don't even believe me.
fear makes people unpredictable.
why wouldn't you want to get away?
so much for a warm welcome.
whatever gets you through.
you gonna give disrespect to me?
you've played your part to perfection.
your dad was a real son of a bitch, you know that?
were you there when _____ died?
_____ was my best friend, once.
enforcing the law and carrying out justice are very different things.
i'm not from around here. you?
waking up is still the worst part.
despair is better than feeling nothing, i suppose.
i don't need any of that weird shit today.
come. let me tell you a story.
danger doesn't always look like a wolf.
it's a little early to panic.
good to know you're still a call away.
been a minute. been a hot minute. been a lot of minutes.
so how are you, really?
nobody takes a job here unless they're desperate, delusional, or both.
you feeling alright? tell me what's going on.
i'm positively a ray of sunshine.
i've never liked surprises.
it's not that i like secrets, but i do find them necessary.
it feels like too much joy, all at once.
i knew, after a while, that i had to do something with that anger.
anything to escape that pain, right?
what do you think young people do, if they have no hope?
sometimes you don't really know a place until you leave it.
i've got one of those faces, i guess.
questions aren't something i'm too fond of.
you're trying to close the barn door after the horses are out.
who even smokes anymore? gross.
if it's important to you, it's important to me.
there is always more information than you think there is.
you got something to tell me?
i may have come on a little strong.
don't you ever go to school?
trust the fear. it will save your life.
you can't pour from an empty vessel.
you don't know what i've done to get this far.
whoa, slow down. you're hurt.
no one will ever believe me, but i don't care.
you don't have someone to drive you?
@junmoone is calling to me ...
Zvezda by Ismail Inceoglu
Roster organization, which is better?
By media type (film, tv, videos games, etc.) *current style.
By genre (horror, apoc, thriller, crime, etc.)
[𝕾]ee, it all started with a simple text. A party a few blocks away, nothing super crazy – JUST SOMETHING TO BIDE THE TIME. & Yet, it seems two towns have come together to celebrate the newest tragedy boner for 𝕯evil's 𝙺ettle, a new murder to occupy their minds. It's like crack for teens who ponder – what does it really mean to die? AND HOW DO WE CAUSE THE NEXT ONE? The succubus bites, but she never tells: desperate to find the next neck to sink her teeth in.
She spots her from afar, wearing her usual junkie attire: but something does catch the 𝓩omᴮitch's eye. It seems this really is the party of the year, since the redhead's midriff has made an appearance. It's not SO UNBELIEVABLE – but it's enough to make Jennifer smirk. ❝ [ 𝐆 ]𝚒𝚗g𝚎𝚛. ❞ She breathes it, relishes in it, loves the way her tongue rolls around the ending syllable. Pushing past a group of guys ogling her, she'd be lying if she said she doesn't feel envy – SHE'S NOT THE ONLY EYE CANDY HERE TONIGHT.
@revnants* "I know you're hungry. / –
[𝚃]here's something different about her. Her usual striking slits have a little darkness in them, the same kind Jennifer notices in her own once dusk sets. & there's that tongue again – grazing her front teeth before tilting her head in response to Ginger's bold claim. ❝ Am I that obvious? ❞ And all of a sudden, she's courage incarnate, index finger reaching up to move a strand of white hair away from Ginger's eyes. For a split second, Jennifer's body grazes hers thanks to a jock's calculated push from behind – his desperate clinging to a 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚊𝚗 near Jennifer's ass mirroring the intensity between the two. SHE SWEARS IT TO BE WITCHCRAFT: The strange pull she's feeling to her. It makes her sick to her stomach, *that sweet vulnerability. So, she fights it.
❝ It's probably my body's way of noticing Jason. [A sigh to release whatever's begging to get out of her underbelly] Don't know what it is, but he's looking *real cute to me tonight. ❞
Their energy pulses harder with every ear-numbing beat of the bass, so deep it muffles the words to an unfamiliar song & Ginger stands in the swarm of bodies — not quite invisible, but something new ... untouchable. their essence bleeds into her pores, yet her own aura repels those who might dare to reciprocate. there was a time she would have hated this, much more inclined to sink into the darkness with her sister. NOW SHE'S DRAWN INTO THE HEART OF IT, no longer taken aback by the way her mouth floods with saliva -- [how her fingertips throb with the pressure] of veiled claws threatening to break the surface.
i. The predator that lurks below.
it's only the soft trill of her own name in the distance that reels 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔴𝔬𝔩𝔣 back in. canines just barely tucked away in time to flash a five-star grin. ❝ Jen! ❞ she'll probably hate that, her smile grows. Responses that give little away paired with an intimate touch here, a weighted look there -- THE KIND OF PUSH & PULL THAT SETS YOUR TEETH ON EDGE WHILE IT WARMS YOUR BELLY. Ginger tries to don a similar mask, it sits crooked and alien atop her skin despite best efforts.
❝ I can practically smell it. ❞ offering just the sharpened edge of her teeth, nothing to stop the shiver rattling down her spine as her hair is tucked to the side. she can't really, sniff it out, that is — JUST ANOTHER FUTILE ATTEMPT TO CATCH HER OFF GUARD. hardly a breath passes as they collide, and the warmth is missed as soon as they part. It's easy to hide the roll of her eyes before following Jennifer's gaze to the generic meat suit that's caught her attention.
(Ginger crowds her space once more), practically pressed into the back of her sickly-sweet scented hair in a phony ploy to catch a closer look at the boy. ❝ mmm, good enough to eat. don't you think? ❞ the bait is thrown out ... but will she bite?
A Knight of the Seven Kingdoms 1.01
oh no thank you i’m not hungry …
longlegs.
dialogue prompts from longlegs (2024).
half psychic is better than not psychic at all.
maybe we'll just call you 'highly intuitive'.
can you stay on the line?
you know, there's such a thing as looking too long.
i must have lost track of time.
i'll drink while you tell me things.
it's almost like ____ was never there at all.
you didn't call to say goodnight.
even veals grow a little, and they grow up in a box with their legs all tied up.
i spent the day at home. where else would i be?
i'm okay. i just can't sleep.
i saw more than my fair share of nasty stuff.
i think i just need to be quiet for a little bit.
somebody's birthday is coming up.
be careful they don't work you too hard, alright?
are you still saying your prayers?
you're not afraid of a little bit of dark because you are the dark.
i've seen you before.
you've been to my house.
it's like a long dream, and so dark. a world of dark.
do you remember coming here?
what aren't you telling me?
when was the last time you talked to your mother?
will you tell me the honest truth about something?
i never said my prayers, never once. they scared me.
all our prayers don't help us. prayers don't do a goddamned thing.
nobody ever came to visit. no family, no strangers, no big bad wolves. not anybody.
you're not a child because you were allowed to grow up.
this is a cruel world, especially for the little things. not all of them are allowed to live.
i might have forgotten everything i could, but i never threw anything away.
you really don't remember?
now you're free, too.
i'm just a friend of a friend.
i'm doing this for you. just like i've always done.
don't call me that.
7:35pm, Colony House. Donna R. : ❛ it shouldn't be that way, but it is. there's no way around it. ❜ — @doomdays, from.
(Moyer, P.) The instinctual desire to argue fuels her need for a quick retort, grappling for a sense of control that seems to be slipping at every turn. MOUTH OPEN, only no response comes. this is a new playing field, a new rule book, and the old laws & regulations of their cursed island do not apply here. the creatures that haunt their woods are not the same, and neither are their methods to survival.
AND WHY WOULDN'T THEY BE? their monsters are not confined to whispered tales passed down through generations -- their monsters come nightly, lurking at their back doors, baiting attempts to lure them out into the dark. Patricia's only caught a few glimpses so far. ❝ Well that's just ... shit. ❞ as much as she'd like to believe their arrival means something, that they would see a way out that's been overlooked or offer some new perspective, she is acutely aware how these happenings tend to cling to the status quo.
❝ But you said someone's gotten out before, right? ❞ between all the talk of TALISMANS, BOTTLE TREES, AND LIGHTHOUSES their stories have begun to bleed into one another. still, such a notable detail of someone's escape was one of the only hopeful instances to cling onto. a beam of light to CUT THROUGH the remaining carnage that's been relayed. the rest, a sufficient scare into compliance.
HOUSE OF THE DRAGON 3.02 "Queen's Landing"
widow's bay: season 1.
dialogue prompts from the first season of widow's bay.
don't act like you're better than everyone else.
i don't want any gossip. not today.
apparently there's no age limit on syphilis.
what town doesn't have a checkered past?
there are some people who want to be miserable.
i don't know how to get through to you.
you cannot keep sneaking out at night. do i have to put bars on the windows?
god, _____ used to make me laugh.
you were the best surprise of my life.
i just want to keep you safe.
you just cannot stand someone else being in charge, can you?
there's misogyny in the air. more than a whiff.
they'll drag you down with them, if you let them.
don't you raise your voice at me.
where are you headed? can i offer you a ride?
whatever weird tale you're about to tell me, i don't want to know.
i can't believe i let you into my head again.
i can't imagine what that must have been like, all on your own.
i shouldn't be asking you. it must be so hard to talk about.
i don't need your negativity today. just be supportive.
why are you always so nasty to me?
i know that you asked me to be supportive, but i have my qualms.
you can't just lock me in here.
i can see you calculating how much you think you can get away with in 30 minutes.
were you going to tell me?
you like to watch other people, see into their business.
you are our only hope against this darkness.
frightened men will do desperate things.
you know i've always been on your side.
it's what you promised.
fuck me? fuck you!
i will never understood how the fuck you got your job.
i wonder what my last words will be.
you old dog.
i seem so cold, but i have a heart.
things are gonna be different from now on.
i'm fine, i promise. it's just a flesh wound.
you need to learn to knock, cowboy.
you know what they say: the family that swims together, drowns together.
i thought you had forgotten about me.
i'm sorry, i didn't realize you went to medical school.
how about some tea?
i got a joint. let's smoke it.
it shouldn't be that way, but it is. there's no way around it.
you can't control the bad things that happen in life.
we live in a perpetually burning building, and what we must save from it all the time is love.
life is a house of horrors. you should know that better than anyone.
i've always worried about you. you avoid the truth.
i don't understand why i didn't just listen.
you're a good person. you don't deserve this.
it feels so good to finally say all of this out loud.
the pull-out method just doesn't work.
you are always lying.
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