#amoiras

[hellfiredawn]

“Honestly, the state of the world these days...”     he is talking almost absentmindedly speaking out loud, flicking through the newspaper and scanning the occasional snippet of the articles. A sigh, and he removes his attention from the black and white pages to reach for his coffee. After a long sip, Nero turns his gaze towards Jeannie and offers her a furrowed brow, a sigh.   “It was simpler times when you could assassinate your political adversaries and not have to worry about the repercussions. Ah, if I only I could go back.”    Leaning back in his chair slightly, he gives a small hum and moves to put his feet up on the table.

( @amoiras ! )

[pseughost]

         ♢ @amoiras !

         ❛    'Scuse me, luv, is tha’ an Irish lilt I detect?   ❜

[solwalk-blog]

          the  weight  of  persistence  drops  to  her  chest  and  leaks  so  gracefully  through  a  prolonged  sigh.  hands  leave  the  coffee  cup  for  a  moment,  guided  to  the  room  of  her  purse  with  determination  igniting  her  eyes.  switching  her  glare,  now  fixating  on  jeannie,  a  gun  lands  upon  the  table  alongside  a  cold  thud,  next  to  the  biscuits.      ‘  a  single  bullet.  ’      she  begins,  yet  feels  like  there’s  no  more  explanation  needed.  the  corners  of  her  lips  twitch  into  a  gentle  smile,  then  resumes,      ‘  it  is  like  flipping  a  coin.  it  hits  you,  i  stay  as  i  am.  it  hits  me,  my  love,  i  eat  a  man  whole.  ’

@amoiras.

[quinaed-archivell]

          ‘  -------  do  you--  ’      pause.  tongue  runs  along  her  molars,  lips  purse,  swallows  more  air  than  actual  saliva,  clears  her  throat.      ‘  do  you  eat  animals?  y’know,  like  cats  and  hamsters  and  dogs  and  snakes  and  cats  and  dogs?  ’

@amoiras ↷ 🤡

[plmns]

‘ if you didn’t want the beautiful so badly, perhaps you would’ve found it in your spirit singing softly. ’

 ‘  𝐈𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐒𝐎.  ’   twisting  ire  through  each  word  til  they  burn  on  her  tongue   ;   it  isn’t  a  question.   she  is  not  one  to  carry  criticism  lightly ,  even  now  when  the  dagger  is  hidden  so  deeply  in  the  balm.  DISBELIEF.    an  existence  colored  by  the  red  of  disappointment               a  family  abandoned ! !     (  her  insides ,  she  thinks ,  must  be  oozing  with  it  )

    lyric starters ; lush » open

[plmns]

haha ship?

wow! say hi to rachel’s new gf! she’ll eat you!!!!!!!

[brutlista]

❝ You didn’t ever get socked in the kisser, did you? ❞

      “     𝐎𝐇 , 𝐀 𝐋𝐎𝐓 .     ”     seemed to be the only place folks liked to put their fists . right in his kisser . if he had enough social repute out there , back then , to get the right people angry just for being alive ?? a few of them got theirs , too . some of it was on television , he knows because he’d seen it the next day . he felt it in his throat , for all he’d hollered , in the jagged and uneven jut of his overused knuckles when they would recall the sting of impact on bone and thin tissue . heugh never once doubted himself , for standing up for who he was , ever again , the first time he’d felt ignorance split his lip . that bigoted hatred saved his life .     heugh had them scared , and that’s just where he wanted them .      “     𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐌𝐀𝐃𝐄 𝐌𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐃𝐄𝐑 , 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐈𝐓 𝐃𝐈𝐃 .     ”

@amoiras // the big sleep // accepting

[vojvode]

❝  HOW BEAUTIFUL. nights like this make me want to have a bite to drink.   ❞

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