► AS SINISTER AS IT GETS;

► EST. JULY 24, 2O15. PLEASE READ MY RULES. MUN AND MUSE ARE 18+ DARK/MATURE THEMES WILL BE PRESENT AND WILL NOT BE TAGGED! INDEPENDENT, HIGHLY SELECTIVE, FANDOMLESS ORIGINAL CHARACTER. ► WRITTEN BY ROSE. ► TRACKING: SIINISTRE.

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“Can you see me? All of me? Probably not. No one ever really has.”

Jeffrey Eugenides, Middlesex (via wordsnquotes)

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CHERRYSLUSHIIE IS NOW ON A HIATUS.

Hey, everyone. If you follow me on my other accounts (mostly badbloodish, siinistre, and/or marilynistics), you know that I am going back home tomorrow - August 1st, 2O15 - where I have no internet whatsoever and haven’t for two years now and counting.

I will not have internet again until I go over to my grandmother’s house for holiday breaks - for one week at the end of December and the other for one week in perhaps March or April - and until I come back up to Maine next summer.

It would mean a hell of a lot if you could not unfollow me, hopefully this isn’t too much to ask for, since it has happened before on previous accounts I have had here in the past where despite the fact I have informed each and every follower of mine of my situation and they say they won’t unfollow, the next time I come online I lose more than half my followers. And if this happened here (or any of my other accounts for that matter) it would honestly just prompt me to delete.

I hope you all can understand, and I sure as hell will miss all of you, and I will see you all again during my holiday breaks and next summer!

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a decade. that’s how long it had been since the massacres in woodsboro took place. discreetly - Kendall had witnessed each murder. & to her own astonishment they were pulled off with the fact no one knew  who it was behind it all, for  the longest time.

    ❛ I guess being in a cell for eighteen years does have an effect on people. ❜ the demon noted - & with a smirk, at that; her hypnotic brown irises meeting the Loomis child. oh, how Kendall had waited for this opportunity to present itself…

     ❛ Allow me  to introduce myself, hm? I’m Kendall. And if       you’re still bitter on getting your vengeance for what they did…                                                 here I am. ❜

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                           m o n s t e r s  don’t live happily ever after,                            but when your  l i p s brushed against hers,                                 you almost believed you  c o u l d.

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Once you start wearing a mask, it is almost impossible to take it off.

Jaz Marie (via wnq-writers)

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you don’t have to CHOOSE between fire and ice.  [ insp ]

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                   Forgive?  Impossible                                    Forget? I’m not sure I could. They say time heals everything.

      But I'm still waiting

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seriously done with how the internet's on its period.

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Describe my muse in 3 words.

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                 It all began precisely 145 years ago. In the very year of       1870, within the ni-                  neteenth     century. And the small town of Storybrooke (which was located in                  the state of Maine), the residents bounded together to destroy      what they tho-                   ught were demons.    But they weren’t vampires they    were out to rid of entirely.                  At least... not specifically. The species the residents were out for were                   rather various demons; yet most that resided in Storybrooke at  the time were a                  part of the Altura Petrova tribe.       In which was the home tribe of the McCarlin                   child.

                There was only one who knew exactly that the McCarlin daughter was also a                  demon was none other than Killian Jones.

                 Despite this however,    the demon made the pirate swear    not to tell another                  living soul of this fact       due to the situation at hand that involved each and every                  citizen (both young and old). To protect her loved ones against all odds.

                 Regretfully informed: This is (necessarily) not what happened.

                 Although Killian never uttered a single word, it was discovered his lover was (also)                  a demon of the Altura Petrova. This act alone resulted in the citizens accomplishing                  their mission.     Each and every demon was    slaughtered. No mercy, or                    heasitation. With piercing screams and enough blood    to create a sea.

                Except for one. Who’s name happened to be Kendall McCarlin.  

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            ❝ and I was in the 

                               d  a  r  k  n  e  s  s ;

                     So   d a r k n e s s

                  I    b  e  c  a  m  e  ;; ❞

              ♚ AN  INDEPENDENT & SELECTIVE,   HORROR/SUPERNATURAL               GENRE  ORIGINAL CHARACTER;          HEAVILY INSPIRED BY     A               MEDLEY OF  SONGS     &     FILMS/TELEVISION       CHARACTERS.

                                                                                          + — [ WRITTEN BY ] » rose.

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It wasn’t supposed to be this way” is one of the most heartbreaking thoughts I’ve had.

(via understudier)

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okaY but this ship

will be the death of me???

like honestly??? i just

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                  It had been nearly a DECADE since the two immortals       had last seen one                    another.     And even so,  perhaps it was safe to say time hadn’t been kind to                   either. The reason for such is because of the situation that played      at hand                    during the time.    The Langdon had become    hell bent on getting vengeance                    toward the ones involved in killing Kendall’s tribe, on his own, despite how                    stubborn the McCarlin had been on attempting to leave him  OUT of the issue                    altogether.       One of the weaknesses the two shared? They were both as                    stubborn and prideful as can be when in said state.

              And for that near decade, she was trapped in a stone walled tomb with no escape. 

                  Yet,    it was when the demon had heard footsteps;    and that all too familiar                    scent of blood.       It was in that moment Kendall knew who it was.                   The one and only Tate Langdon himself. Or as the five-hundred year old demon                   called him; the chosen one of the antichrist.  Something they both were,                    however that happened to be more so Tate rather than herself!                    The moonlight shined     through, just barely, as    the stone door opened. It was                    with that charming smile of hers:    ❝ How was the decade without me, hm? ❞

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