#deterreurdecadavres

[ofcrypsis]

        ' Who's there?           I mean no harm.. '

[mrpeteparker]

Jackson Rathbone as Stephen Grace in Dread (2009)

[chvsingmoons-blog]

"I thought your name was Lois Lane?"

"Uh oh. My true identity has been figured out."

[iceyiisms]

[ **deterreurdecadavres ]

he turns looking at her with a great big ( dumb looking ) grin and pulls icey close. first a gentle forehead kiss and then a nose kiss for his friend. “thank you for being, nice.”

she leans into him, arms hugging his waist, but the kisses are unexpected;  she crinkles her nose a bit, laughing lightly. "of course, keagan, you silly."

[arbiitrary-blog]

+dandelyiing, soldatzimy, deterreurdecadavres

"Wait a second, you look really familiar.   But  you  know,  you could  just  have one  of  those faces."

[journaliistic-blog]

six word story

Death extends his hand, smiling. “Deal?”

The exit had been so close. One corridor, the elevator, the front door, and freedom. That’s all it would have taken. Miles can taste metal and static on his tongue, can feel the hiss of it in his bone marrow, whispering to him — and he swallows, and tastes blood. Every bone in his body is shattered to pieces and he’s just a puppet on delicate strings, giving himself over to be manipulated. He’d died there. He’s sure of it.

The hail of bullets tearing through him, ripping holes in his torso, the explosion of pain that erupted bright and hot behind his eyes, and Miles had fallen to his knees, falling, falling, all mangled limbs and darkening vision. The world had closed in on him, a tunnel of black shrinking smaller and smaller.

Miles doesn’t even wake, not right away. There’s noise; a gentle electric crackling, and then shouts from the gun-men, pained noises, but Miles can’t see. He’s blinded. He’s still falling.

When he does wake, eyes flying open in horrible fear, he realizes he must have been shouting because there are arms around him, holding him tight from behind, keeping him still, and Kegan’s voice, a soft and soothing stammer. Miles’s cries for help die down slowly but he’s still tense and trembling.

Kegan hasn’t asked yet, about the starbursts of scars across his chest and back. Miles can feel his hands against them as they press to his bare chest, right over his heart, which pounds madly beneath his ribs. It shakes him to the very core. And the static behind his eyelids is fading, that hiss in his head quieting down, body just gently twitching as he tries to relax himself.

He’d died there. Kegan presses a kiss between his shoulder blades, and though Miles knows he’s here, he’s alive, breathing and with a pulse— Well, he’s not sure if it was worth the cost.

[journaliistic-blog]

∞

Put a “∞” in my inbox and I’ll shuffle my music and give you my favorite lyric from the song that comes up.

a case of you - joni mitchell

     you’re in my blood like holy wine     you taste so bitter and so sweet

[gangerbitcharchive-blog]

INTRO 

okay i know no one reads this but here's one for y'all. so i've had karen since christmas day of 2014, making her a little less than 3 weeks old ( cries ), but i've managed to trick TWO HUNDRED of you guys into following me & even managed a few friends ( & ships ) along the way. so here's my bias list.

HER CLIENTS aka my baes 

shrinkingviiolet- okay, ginger, i love you & james. karen & james were my first ship on here & that'll forever be a thing ( even if we have like a falling out or something idk ). you guys are amaze & i love y'all both. 

schonerherbst- jill you're probably one of the reasons, if not the reason i have all of these followers. if you weren't helping me do the group verse, i'd probably still be sitting at twenty six followers. also your graphics are amaze & i love your dean & autumn.  

deterreurdecadavres- ethan you're like amaze tbh. you're really funny & you put up with my annoying skype shenanigans, kegan is amaze plus platonic cuddles r lyfe. & ilu.

mxrsinvestigxtions- shan, you followed me on my sam blog like five million years ago & i was too scared to interact with you on your marie blog. but now that we interact & talk & stuff, you're less scary c: i love you tbh. 

HER REGULARS aka people i roleplay with/want to roleplay with & love to see on the dash. 

karaiism / notjustabrokengirl / thiievery / gcmechanger / wickedfatality 

HER OCCASIONALS aka the people i stalk 

guiltisms / blamedhimself / frankiisms / frcddie / @75 other people i'm sure i missed i couldn't think of anymore people tbh.