#citizenstarlight

[fckindiabolicxl]

how is the infamous billy butcher gonna spend 4/20? any special marijuana-related plans or nah?

❝ By gettin' higher than jesus at mass an' gettin' fucked stupid, y' bet. Saved up quite th' stash inna caddy's sneak spots. Migh' call up 'ughie an' Frenchie t' have a proper sesh. Hit th' blunts with Xar. Shotgunnin' w' Maeve. Definitely Sen, too. Ellyn's also on th' list. Annie an' Violet an' Aaron? I'd 'ave t' ask. ❞

[dazedcanary]

"Why would you even want to do something like that? With anyone?" Sometimes it wasn't best to discuss sexual pasts in a relationship, not when one partner was closed minded. "You're not doing that with me. Ever. No. Why?"

@citizenstarlight

[monstyrigone]

@citizenstarlight ♥'d for a valentine's starter !!

"i suppose if you are going to stay, you will be wanting something to drink."

[thcbvtcher]

liked for a text starter || @citizenstarlight

[  TEXT  ->  DOLL FACE ]  [  sent  ]  - You can't fool me, you know. Maybe Hughie, but not me. I know you.

[  TEXT  ->  DOLL FACE ]  [  sent  ]  - Why so quiet in there, huh ? If you got somethin to say, then say it. [  TEXT  ->  DOLL FACE ]  [  sent  ]  - Don't like my ideas ? Get your panties in a bunch ? Why were you ignoring me ?

[blckfckinmsk-archive]

Anthros for @citizenstarlight cos i can

[blckfckinmsk]

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Send 🔥 if your muse would sleep with mine!

୧ ‧₊˚ 🔪💋 ⋅  ──── "Get the strap, babe! We're having fun tonight."

[channel08]

@citizenstarlight

A slither in the night. Snake like, ruffling along the carpet of Annie’s bedroom. It’s happened again – men. Always men pulling her apart, killing her. In pieces all over again, Tomie flourishes, her body like a string of play doh, salamander like with tiny arms, her head the size of a closed fist – stringy wet hair and small hands drag her along until she grips the covers and climbs on the bed.

The creature stands on its stringy body akin to a cobra, watching her friend sleep peacefully. There’s a part of Tomie, a part remaining after all this time, that is jealous of Annie: she doesn’t die, and if she did, she would stay dead. Tomie has long stopped attempting to understand what hails her, what has made her into what most would consider a monster – but Annie never did see her as something terrible. This isn’t the first time Tomie seeks this comfort from her friend, and it probably won't be the last.

“Anniiiiieee.....”, she calls, cutting the dark silence, eyes gleaming. “Annie wake up.”

[supesprint]

"you're just doin' too much 'cause you're hungry," countered just as quick as he closed the motel door behind him. the revolution wouldn't be televised, reggie remembered hearing that from his mother one day. but it could've at least been in a three star spot. he let the bookbag of clothing, snacks, & files fall empty onto the bed, rather than let it touch the questionable looking carpet. "but look how your hero saves the day, bringin' you back to life with gyros from manhattan." genuine pride glittered in his dark eyes to present a food item that couldn't be found in the vending machine. they were still warm from the run. though, he opted for a light & silent jog to keep their meeting a secret. for both their sakes. "c'mon. dinner time, then we talk business." he pulled out three wraps for her & three for himself to supplement the journey.

@citizenstarlight : ‘you’re killing me.’