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#; ii. 𝖺𝗌 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖺𝗌𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖼𝗈𝖺𝗍𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝖾𝗏𝗂𝗅'𝗌 𝗍𝗈𝗇𝗀𝗎𝖾 — isms.#; iv. 𝗌𝗄𝗂𝗇 𝖻𝖾𝗇𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁 𝗌𝗄𝗂𝗇 — shapeshifting.#; xi. 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗂𝗍 𝗏𝗂𝗈𝗅𝖾𝗇𝗍 — aesthetics.#( a self call out for not being around these last couple of weeks )#( it's just been really hard to get muse and actually mood for scarlett #but i swear i'll try on this week )#( hope you're all doing great! xx )

astro-tyrant

#( ok but )#( i almost forgot julia voth is scarlett alt fc )#( her immortality settled in between her 19-21yo while still in pruiya'e. so using voth is still verse/au dependent )#( but she is just so perfect for my girl i couldn't /not/ use )#; iii. 𝖺 𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗇𝖺𝖽𝗈 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗒 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖻𝖾𝖺𝗍 — visage.

@bloodthirstyrant // —– she was born of chaos and fire.

VOLCANO VIOLENCE SHAPED THE FORM OF A GIRL Fire && blazes && ashes traveled through the air like magic mist: burning && pungent scent to sensitive nostrits of a shapeshifter. Red hair and that petulant demeanor were both a singular icon sided to her exotic eyepatch — Wilhemina's presence could as well be equated to a fire walking GODDESS. Scarlett was as pleased as she was thrilled, adrenaline flowing through her veins like wildfire.

She'd been watching the woman for almost a week since that arrogant old man had given her a single fucking note stating Mina's current location — she was now aware of the places she frequented, the EASE she had to get into fights and WIN them. Something about that whole contract whispered in her ear that the money given to her beforehand wasn't worth the effort — but she would find out about that real, real soon. The mercenary could read enough of people to understand there was something OFF about her client; something way too personal involving the way he spoke about her current target; when he reached out to her, babbling about that usual bullshit ‘she'd better do justice to her fame’ and blah-blah-blah, she saw in those ICY winter eyes that, somehow, he knew. He knew about her supernatural heritage — possibly the reason why he hired her. The bastard wasn’t just messing around.

Though surprisingly wide, the bar was a dump — there was no better way to describe that jerkwater. Uncomfortably hot, reeking of stale ale and yelling, dirty drunks. Possible career criminals hidding behind hoods and DARK clothes.

Scarlett Vhataen leaned against the worn oak bar and WATCHED the whole place carefully, scanning, waiting. Not visibly armed, she was like a common outsider, flirting && laughing minutes before with a bearded, tattooed barman. She had fun with that MASK, with her job; && she has always been very, very good at that. Past few seconds, the same barman is paid with a considerable sum of money to spike a poison called bloodthirsty into a beer of that Irish beauty.

At the night, Scarlett wasn't there to KILL her — no. She was there to test her limits, to know and figure out about what exactly kind of person—creature—she was dealing with. Closely. The poison was supposed to be detected, to be sensed; and if she was lucky enough ( if her assumptions about the woman's wit were right ), Mina would TRACK her in the next few seconds. It would just be so much easier if she just ingested the poison and died.

----but it would be boring as well. Scarlett didn't want to be disappointed. Crooking a gloved finger at her tattooed barkeep, signaling for another ale, she just waited.

#bloodthirstyrant #; xvii. 𝗂 𝖽𝗈 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖽𝗈 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍𝗂𝖼𝖾; 𝗂 𝖽𝗈 𝖽𝖺𝗆𝖺𝗀𝖾 — arc two / main.#( scarlett be like: *amused cat noises* )#( asmlsdmgys me diz se quer que eu mude algo bb! )

sanguineas

hey fam. sorry about the inactivity these last few days, but the mood drop hit pretty hard and i can’t exactly find myself doing shit. promise asap i’ll log in to finish those super late drafts. take care, everyone. xx

#just a reminder i'll show up tomorrow :)#ooc tbt.

HEADCANON TIME. 001 —— HER TATTOOS.

-------------- click on the pictures for hd !!

#( me: has asks/threads/starters to do.#also me: spends time editing stuff )#( though i loved editing this. i love my girl tattoos )#; viii. 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗁𝖾𝗅𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗈 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝖾 — headcanons.#; xxv. 𝗐𝖾𝖺𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝗈𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗌𝗄𝗂𝗇 — tattoos.#nsfw //#body image //

littlelovelymemes

✰ * º ❛ even more popular text posts ask meme. ❜

‘ my kink is getting some fuckin sleep. ’ ‘ omg here goes your lil crybaby ass. ’ ‘ the beatles wouldn’t even fucking exist if big time rush hadn’t paved the path for them so shut the fuck up. ’ ‘ don’t start buddy. don’t you dare. ’ ‘ gay rights? true, as a gay, i am always right. ’ ‘ not to vent, but: fuck. ’ ‘ the worst pain is to make small talk with someone you once told everything to. ’ ‘ i think i accidentally break my own heart a lot. ’ ‘ sometimes ‘brb’ stands for ‘be ready bitch’ so you have to be careful. ’ ‘ i want to kiss you in a way that makes you not want to kiss anyone else ever again. ’ ‘ shout out to the people who are still friends with me even though i’m a fucking idiot. ’ ‘ it’s safe to assume that at any given moment i want to go back to bed. ’ ‘ i’m a big fan of anything that will help me chill the fuck out. ’ ‘ i don’t go through people’s pictures on their phone cause i wasn’t raised in the jungle. ’ ‘ i think we, as a people, just need to have a glass of water. ’ ‘ i don’t have enough black clothes. ’ ‘ sweetie, i could sleep for ten years and i’d still be tired. ’ ‘ i would sleep so much better with your arms wrapped around me. ’ ‘ me??? tired??? sleepy??? yes, constantly. ’ ‘ i’m pb&j – petty, bitter, and jealous. ’ ‘ the fact that sloths aren’t extinct somehow proves that if you go at your own pace and mind your own fucking business you too can succeed. ’ ‘ i wish i could be the person i want to be, but i’m too tired. ’ ‘ i always look sleep deprived. is that hot? ’ ‘ just because there’s always room for improvement doesn’t mean you’ll never be good enough. ’ ‘ my heart is a soft and sensitive mess. ’ ‘ all i want is a big garden and no responsibilities. ’ ‘ honestly someone not liking beyonce is a deal breaker and not for any political reasons, but just like you’re probably, definitely really boring. ’ ‘ hey guys, i’m a huge fan of genuine love and affection. ’ ‘ now i’m falling asleep and she’s calling a crab and he’s having a smoke and she’s kissing the crab. ’ ‘ i’ve been ever since i heard ‘lonely’ by akon at 9 years-old. ’ ‘ my new years resolution is to stop. ’ ‘ i’m irritated cause i’m not lovable in a romantic soulmate way. ’ ‘ i hate knowing that people that ruined parts of me still live and function like nothing ever happened. ’ ‘ i know i’m cute, but you can remind me. ’ ‘ hey, just wondering, but are you fucking kidding me???? ’ ‘ i can’t wait to be in love with someone who is also deepfuck in love with me and we love each other forever n’ ever. ’ ‘ me? clingy? yes. please don’t leave me. ’ ‘ girlfriend application compatibility question: do you keep your depression pile on the bed or on the floor? ’ ‘ anything heart shaped is automatically 200% better. this is a fact. ’ ‘ today’s agenda: screaming into the abyss. ’ ‘ going from ‘today is a good day’ to ‘i hate my life’ takes me approximately 2.6 seconds. ’ ‘ everyone needs to wash their face and go to bed. ’ ‘ i’m worth so much more than the ways i’ve been treated. ’ ‘ hey, can i claim you guys as dependents on my taxes? ’ ‘ i really just ignore phone calls. like leave a message. i don’t check those either but like ’ ‘ i honestly just want to pack my bags and go travel the world and see and explore everything possible. ’ ‘ remember being little and thinking dandelions were fun or a pretty color or something and every adult in an 80 mile radius wouldn’t let you say that without screaming IT’S A WEED. ’ ‘ why did we just accept catdog? ’ ‘ my ‘stay in bed all day’ game’s too strong. ’ ‘ you deserve to be loved without having to hide the parts of yourself that you think are unlovable. ’ ‘ i always forget that i literally don’t owe anyone anything! ’ ‘ i wonder what it feels like to know what the fuck is going on. ’ ‘ honestly… us girls? us women? we always out here, knowin. ’ ‘ would an alien think i’m pretty? ’ ‘ i love boys, but only as a concept. ’ ‘ why do parents get mad when you sleep in all day? like i’m staying out of trouble and i’m not spending your money like what’s the issue here???? ’ ‘ i identify as an inconvenience to the world. ’ ‘ i seriously regret telling anyone, anything, ever lmao ’ ‘ dating me is like dating a five year-old. i need all of your attention and i’m cranky if i haven’t had a nap. ’ ‘ i’m literally tired of myself. ’ ‘ don’t introduce me to ur parents unless you plan on marrying me because they’re going to love me and ask about me for the rest of your life lol ’ ‘ what the hell is a straight person? only straight thing i know about is the edge of my beloved sword. ’ ‘ i highly recommend never having feelings. ’ ‘ self care is going into a cornfield at night to get abducted by aliens. ’ ‘ staying up late with another human is such a weird thing like you get this special bond and a what-is-this feeling ’ ‘ do u ever feel like ur not even friends with ur friends? ’ ‘ um no offense but whom’st’ve going to loveth me? ’ ‘ date a girl who fucks everything up. ’ ‘ not all who mcfreakin wander are mcfreakin lost. ’ ‘ i may legally be an adult but don’t be fooled. i have no idea what i’m doing. ’ ‘ a fun and interesting fact about me is that i’m a fucking idiot. ’ ‘ you can start again anytime! ’ ‘ all you can do is learn your lesson. there’s no point in wishing you had did differently. the past is the past. ’ ‘ i can’t believe an angel like me has to suffer so much. ’ ‘ you’re all so obsessed with love and being loved. what about just going to sleep? ’ ‘ i’m smart, but i do dumb shit anyway. ’ ‘ tbh i never deal with my emotions. i just let them ravage my body and then go to bed and then i wake up and do it all over again. ’ ‘ first of all: i don’t know shit, so jot that down. ’ ‘ i’ll just ¯\ _(ツ)_/¯ my way through life. ’ ‘ i’m tired of things costing money. ’ ‘ don’t you hate it when you’re dead inside and run out of apps to refresh? ’ ‘ who cares? do better, move on. ’ ‘ i don’t need a significant other. just a significant income. ’ ‘ appreciation for everyone who’s ever talked to me bc i’m annoying and dumb. ’ ‘ thnks fr th mntl llnss. ’ ‘ what hasn’t killed me has just made me overly sensitive and defensive. ’ ‘ i don’t know shit ya’ll!!!!! i’m just out here. ’ ‘ binge-watching is great until you run out of the show and have to start watching it weekly like some sort of medieval peasant. ’ ‘ i’m in the wrong realm and i think everyone can tell. ’ ‘ this might come as a shock but I’m Not Feelin too good my dudes. ’ ‘ i’m alive, but only ironically. ’ ‘ there she goes again being over dramatic and by she, i mean me. ’ ‘ do you ever feel like have tried Too Hard to a friend and now you have become That Obnoxious Weirdo? ’ ‘ lgbt: lasagna! garfield’s beloved treat. ’ ‘ my favorite phrase in the english language is ‘i shit you not.’ ’ ‘ i’m a real boring bitch! a snoozer! ’ ‘ i honestly look so good lounging in an oversized t-shirt and no pants. when will someone experience the blessing of domestic living w/ me? ’ ‘ you don’t understand how hard it is to take a selfie when you’re ugly. ’ ‘ you son of a mumford! ’ ‘ hi, i’m here to ruin everything. ’ ‘ you can tell a lot about a person by looking at their hands. for example, if it’s a skeleton hand then they’re dead. ’ ‘ the year is 2020 and i am found guilty of treason against the united states for vague blogging that i hate someone and donald trump thought it was about him. ’ ‘ everybody calm down, we’re going to be fine! :))) we’ve weathered worse than this! :) :) :) :) really all this panic just seems like a huge overreaction imho ’ ‘ no beta readers. we publish our crap writing like men. ’ ‘ i need $$$$$ not feelings. ’ ‘ ‘idk imma see’ = i ain’t coming, never was coming, never considered it, never gave it a single thought, only remembered cause you asked again. ’ ‘ oops, i don’t care lol ’ ‘ why girls always crop the halo out of their selfies? stop being so modest. we know the truth. ’ ‘ maurice, you’re not gonna fucking believe this, ’ ‘ i always get told i look like a bitch bc i’m always glaring while i walk, but i’m not glaring, i’m squinting. i have sensitive eyes. they’re watering. ’ ‘ concept: it’s 3 am. candle lit room. a record is spinning. you’re kissing me. we have no worries in the world. we’re warm and content. ’ ‘ i need to go into the forest and scream for an hour and a half. ’ ‘ pls kill all men who yell at girls from cars. ’ ‘ life really isn’t what i expected it to be. less quicksand. almost no quicksand to be honest. lots of metaphorical quicksand tho. ’ ‘ i have a question for u: like are u done… like is it over? ’ ‘ we all have that one person who ruins your day by being alive. ’ ‘ we all have that one person who ruins your day by being alive. for me, it’s myself. ’ ‘ whenever i see police i always try not to act suspicious and fail internally even though i never did anything wrong. ’ ‘ new years resolution: less bitter, more glitter. ’

#//#; xvii. 𝗒𝗈𝗎'𝗋𝖾 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝗒 𝗀𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝗇𝗈𝗐 — memes.

shotgunaxecombo

PSA // I AM A LOW-MAINTENANCE RP PARTNER

what exactly does a low-maintenance rp partner mean? well… it means that I will never rush you for a reply ( ic or ooc ), meme or ask answer, or pretty much anything! take all the time you need, it really doesn’t matter to me. this isn’t a race, this is something that is done for fun! so, don’t feel obligated to do something or even be online, if you don’t want to. it doesn’t matter how long or fast it takes you to respond to me, if you’re my person, you’re my person. and if you go on hiatus, i’ll stick with you through it so when you come back it’s like nothing ever happened. never feel obligated to explain to me why it takes so long, i get it we all have other things we’re doing. some of us work full-time, some of us are in school full-time, some of us run multiple blogs and some of us just can’t find the will or motivation to write for a couple days on end… I never want you to feel pressured to interact/talk/associate with me. so, do what you need for yourself and just know i’ll be here in the background rooting for you!

#( this is really important tbh )#tbt. ( mobile )

joypendants

The war took you away. What came back wears your skin. (Sometimes, it still has your eyes.)

lost childhood (c.n.s) // 6.4.17 (via joypendants)

#//#; ii. 𝖺𝗌 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖺𝗌𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖼𝗈𝖺𝗍𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝖾𝗏𝗂𝗅'𝗌 𝗍𝗈𝗇𝗀𝗎𝖾 — isms.

mitchellwrites

deathless ♚ sentence meme

You will always fall in love, and it will always be like having your throat cut, just that fast.

You are going to break your promise. I understand.

You’re lonely too.

It will stop your breath, how cruel I can be.

I am a demanding creature. I am selfish and cruel and extremely unreasonable.

I am your servant.

I crawl at your feet; for before your love, your kisses, I am debased.

For you alone I will be weak.

I belong here, and you will not deny me.

I say these things, and the world listens.

I do not tolerate a world emptied of you. I have tried.

In the dark, I have pored over the loss of you like pale gold.

I will not let her speak because I love her, and when you love someone, you do not make them tell war stories.

I moved the earth and the water for you.

You will always run away with her.

You will always lose her.

You will always be a fool.

You will always be dead, in a city of ice, snow falling into your ear.

You have already done all of this and will do it again.

No one should be judged for loving more than they ought, only for loving not enough.

We look terrible to you, and severe, and you see our blood flying.

What we carry between us is hard-won, and we made it just as we wished it to be, just the color, just the shape.

There need never be any rules between us.

Let us be greedy together; let us hoard.

Do not leave me, swear that you will never leave me.

I am selfish. I am cruel. My mate cannot be less than I.

Sleep with fists closed and shoot straight.

I can’t abide a poor liar.

You look like a winter’s night. I could sleep inside the cold of you.

Oh, quit that. Blushing is for virgins and Christians.

Scold me; deny me. Tell me you want what you want and damn me forever. But don’t leave me.

Bad luck relies on absolutely perfect timing.

In his own country, Death can be kind.

What is the world but a boxing ring where fools and devils put up their fists?

Men die. It’s practically what they’re for.

I am no one; I am nothing.

Nothing in me was not made by you.

A revelation is always the end of something. It might even be cause for grief.

Just tell yourself a story that’ll satisfy you and pretend he told it.

Forever isn’t bright; it isn’t like that. Forever is cold and hard and final.

I savor bitterness - it is born of experience. It is the privilege of one who has truly lived.

If you want to kill yourself, do not use us as your knife.

What did I do wrong? Was I boring? Did I ignore you?

Don’t you dare speak to me like that.

I have worn nothing but blood and death for years.

I have fought all your battles for you, just as you asked me.

I have learned not to cry when I strangle a man.

I have learned to watch everything die.

I am not a little girl anymore, dazzled by your magic. It is my magic, now, too.

Are we not devils?

No one is now what they were before the war.

I have not seen you without your skin on.

Close up your head; your brain is getting loose.

We obsess. It’s in our nature.

I’ve a devil of a habit for being right.

In war you must always choose sides.

If you try to be a bridge laid down between them, they will tear you in half.

We are all dead. All equal. Broken and aimless and believing we are alive.

My old bones will follow yours soon enough.

It is better to be strong and cruel than to be fair.

I will see him with his skin off before I agree to fall in love.

After love, no one is what they were before.

I have survived, but I have not been spared.

In the space of one heartbeat to another I loved you and I was lost to you.

Frighten me, make me cry, only come back.

It’s not so bad, my darling. Being dead. It’s like being alive, only colder.

You’ll think it’s love, while he dines on your heart.

You will be so beautiful when you are old.

I cannot keep you and I cannot let you go.

You will live as you live in any world…with difficulty, and grief.

I look at you and it is like my throat being cut.

She said you’d come and I swore to eat your heart.

I still want to kiss you.

My heart is being cut in two. I cannot bear it.

What happens to anything beautiful?

I have to know, I have to or else you will just rule me until the end of everything because you know and I do not.

#( this book is so so good )#; xvii. 𝗒𝗈𝗎'𝗋𝖾 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝗒 𝗀𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝗇𝗈𝗐 — memes.

in-tj

She was destruction given form and purpose. Hers was an elegant savagery.

Rachel Vincent, Menagerie (via barecontact)

#//#; ii. 𝖺𝗌 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖺𝗌𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖼𝗈𝖺𝗍𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝖾𝗏𝗂𝗅'𝗌 𝗍𝗈𝗇𝗀𝗎𝖾 — isms.

lifeinpoetry

I have sharp teeth inside my mouth, inside my dark red lips, And lacquer slickly hides the claws In my red fingertips.

Angela Carter, from “Unicorn,” Unicorn: The Poetry of Angela Carter (via lifeinpoetry)

#//#; ii. 𝖺𝗌 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖺𝗌𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖼𝗈𝖺𝗍𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝖾𝗏𝗂𝗅'𝗌 𝗍𝗈𝗇𝗀𝗎𝖾 — isms.

red--storm

#//#; xi. 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗂𝗍 𝗏𝗂𝗈𝗅𝖾𝗇𝗍 — aesthetics.

addicted-to-vkook

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#( a fucking anthem )#( my fave. really. )#; xii. 𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝗈𝖺𝗋𝗌 — tunes.#; ii. 𝖺𝗌 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖺𝗌𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖼𝗈𝖺𝗍𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝖾𝗏𝗂𝗅'𝗌 𝗍𝗈𝗇𝗀𝗎𝖾 — isms.

“Look at me–you’re safe.”

not-doing-too-good sentence starters // accepting.

THE WORLD BEGAN AND ENDED IN RED. Walls bleed crimson && her vision is a blur of disconnected memories — the golden and darkness and all that blood. It is messy. And it hurts, it hurts and agonizes so bad once she realizes she is inside a CAGE — and the iron bars are coming closer and closer, ready to CRUSH her. Outside, it’s him again. Those blue eyes — HER eyes — stare at her wide open as his hands try in vain to contain all the blood leaking from his open throat. He keeps on choking until Scarlett no longer knows if what she is hearing is a gag or a LAUGH. And suddenly, his eyes were no longer blue either, they were black as onyx stones — as the monster of her nightmares. Damir smiled at her and the world was licked by flames.

The cry that comes dry from her throat as she lift up herself from the sofa is interrupted by Lysandra’s soothing voice. She listens to the detective’s murmurs, those whispering ghosts, && tries to concentrate on her voice, on anything that looks REAL, but bile rises up her throat and she storms to the bathroom, throwing all the dinner out.

It takes two, five minutes until the girl leaves the small area to face the woman who, despite all that shit, still seemed willing to help — to understand. Scarlett controls the urge to tell her to get the hell away, to just leave for once. She didn’t WANTED to be helped at all — and sure as hell didn’t need anyone watching her from a ringside seat as she slowly fades away. “—-enjoying the show?” Her voice was a tad ROUGH; throat still burning. “For real, Lysandra, what the fuck do you want from me? I don’t need a goddamn babysitter && I can’t help your case AT ALL. So, just for once, answer me honestly— what are you still doing here?”