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[thepigsaw]

❝ let me carry you. ❞ (hallo! ;w; )

✷ 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓 𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 ; fluff edition ( . 01 ) | Accepting.

BLOOD. It stained red as it poured from the weak womans side. Amanda huffed, her hand clenching her wound as she tried to steady herself against the stone wall of the packing plant. She knew. Deep in the darkness of her mind that one day she may be bested by her recklessness... But she hadn't cared for so long that she let it slip her mind and she got carried away by bigger prey. A sharp cough escaped her lips, her opposite hand rose to catch blood droplets leaving her already crimson lips. Was this it? Her end? Was she going to die because of a game gone wrong? Her very own weapon used against her? The dark haired woman collapsed onto the ground; her hands and knees catching her. Her head throbbed and her vision blurred... And it was in that moment she heard those words... Was she hallucinating? Her sky eyes nearly lit up the dim darkness around her as they darted to see who spoke to her. A hand was all she could make out extending towards her. Who was this woman? This beautiful goddess that bestowed her in her desperate time of need. Perhaps Amanda was worthy- her work. Without hesitation her bloodied hand reached up from the ground and finally grasped the others desperately.

[antexmortem]

                           @hellxprivateinvestigator​ said:

                                                         💕

Your muse walks in on mine having a completely chaotic breakdown, send 💕 to comfort them

               It was rare that Jake let himself get this bad, true he might not have the best coping mechanism when it came to the negative emotions he didn’t want, pushing them away until they got too hard to contain. All it really took was an argument with someone from town that led to a rather explosive surge of emotions as that wall he put up came breaking down. He’d thrown a few things around, breathing heavily as he tried to reel himself back in, it was about then that he heard Sam near by, knowing it was him by his scent. Teary eyes glace up slightly from his spot on the floor, surrounded by the debris of his emotional outburst, he pulls his knees up and he looked away again, he didn’t really want the other seeing him like this, but it was too late to really do anything about it now. “Go away, Sam...” He murmurs, though it was clear he wasn’t going to argue if Sam refused.

[hisbespokenpsychopath]

“Don’t even think about it.” -Lilith (BC what if River thinks it’s Missy??) madamsofcaos

@madamsofcaos

     “You’re one to judge. Your body count is far higher than mine.” Completely glossing over the fact she had shot a man which would be highly concerning if they were any other people, and she now had the gun aimed at the brunette.

[sheridanruby]

[owl]: Are we going to talk about the kiss any time soon?

[owl]: Oh shit. I was really hoping that was a dream. I’m an idiot. I’m sorry, Min.

[papaxsuke-blog]

“And I fell in love instantly.” karin

“…I suppose I do understand why, but then again—I don’t.”           He can’t suppress his chuckle as he set’s his sole hand on his wife’s feverish forehead, his lips thinning in concern. She’d started getting sick towards the later days of her pregnancy and even though Karin said she was fine, he still worried. “That’s a story I’m sure our child would enjoy hearing…”

[lionsguard]

dont tag your shitty sheith as art because then it shows up in the tracked art tag and makes me, a fucking minor, want to take my own eyes out! :) tag it as my art and thats fucking it you dick

It’s tagged as art because it’s just part of my filing system on my blog. If I receive gift art from other RPers, I also tag it as art (whether it’s a submission or reblog.) Feel free to block me and remember to blacklist the sheith tag. I’ll continue tagging it as such because art is subjective and even purposely made to be controversial and make people uncomfortable. (Goya being the first to come to my mind and that’s a famous painter.) Take precaution when venturing through the art tag.

[ectorenegade]

What is your opinion of Plasmius?

You sure you want to go here? Really? 

The short answer is: I’m mad and disappointed. He’s one of the first ghosts who tried to reach out to me with the offer to help me get my footing, but he had to tie up all these completely loopy conditions beforehand I couldn’t accept. So I refused.

And because I had the gall to say no, again and again and again because he was an entitled manbrat who probably still can’t gracefully accept rejection, he took it out on me and everyone around me and kept just. Messing with things he had no business in, trying to trick me where he wanted me or take from me what I refused to give him, or else put other people in danger for his own harebrained selfish schemes. And most of the time there was nothing I could do about it except try to clean up the damage and keep my head above water, knowing he could come crashing down and sweep everything out to sea in his attempts to drown me down to his level. 

It was exhausting, and terrifying, and… the worst part is after everything he’s done, after everyone he’s hurt, he got what he wanted and couldn’t care less about me now. Except as an inconvenient footnote he might have to deal with down the line if he wants to indulge his delusions of a happy ending. And I still can’t take it out on him because there are people I care about in the way.

How do I even deal?