Clavicle Bitternuts is on a rampage now, we can go home.
collarbone nasty has been angery for years now, thats just how he is
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Clavicle Bitternuts is on a rampage now, we can go home.
collarbone nasty has been angery for years now, thats just how he is
stuart little is a fucking twink you can fight me on this
ok what the fuck.
Eli: Let's make the house look nice for Chloe
Claire: Chloe doesn't care how things look
Eli: Why would you say that?
Liam: She married you.
All your children are dead
Send “___ is dead.” for my muse’s reaction // Not Accepting@pleaforfreedom, @yk700-liam, @ykcoded, @deviatedteenager, @flawsinourcxde
Chloe sat alone in the room. The house was quiet and empty. A year ago that would have been normal. Now it wasn’t. The silence was almost deafening. She preferred to hear screaming and yelling, running footsteps and overlapping voices, bumps and suspicious crashes. But there wasn’t that anymore. There wouldn’t be that anymore.
A year ago, her life revolved around Elijah Kamski. Now, she hardly saw him. Now she was alone.
And perhaps she could have returned to Belle Isle. Perhaps Elijah would have welcomed her back and helped her settle back in. Perhaps her sisters would have been comforting and kind towards the situation. Perhaps there was that option… but she didn’t want that option.
She didn’t want to return to her old life. As much as she had loved Elijah, she’d grown to love the kids more. She’d grown to love Corwin more. She’d grown her own little family, only to have it ripped away from her. And she couldn’t bear it.
She couldn’t bear the thought of continuing on without ever hearing Carlin play his violin, without hearing Claire sing, without combing her hand through Liam’s hair, without seeing Penny’s bright smile, without feeling Corwin’s warm embrace.
Without them, her life meant nothing anymore. She had no one to stay for. She’d lost them all, and lost a part of herself with each of them.
There was no hesitation. Her shirt discarded, her fingers found the slight crease of her pump regulator in the middle of her torso. With a quick twist and tug, she pulled out the cylindrical piece. Thirium dripped out of the opening and a warning message appeared in front of her eyes.
Time until shut down: 00:01:50
There should have been a sense of panic, an emotion overdrive of self preservation. But Chloe felt nothing. She hadn’t felt anything in a long time. Having slowly lost everything, she’d become numb. Yet, even without those feelings, she was far from being a machine again.
Time ticked away. She reached over at the bedside table and picked up a picture frame. She looked down at it and smiled. The smiling faces of her family looked back up at her. Tears blurred her vision and she clutched the photo close to her chest. Her eyes closed as the timer reached zero. A single tear fell as her system shut down, the last of their little family leaving the living.
Sjhshshwhshs loving the new faceclaim my dude! Looks like an older version of your original fc so that's cool :D!! // - vocallypitched
@vocallypitched
//ahhh thank you!! It’s kind of funny bc the actor from the previous fc is actually older than the current one! (although I still use the old one on the other blog asdfs)
👀🔪 alice angel turn on your location - joey drew
deviatedteenager said to licoriceblackaliceangel:
FUCK WAIT THAT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE ANON
WE GOT HIM NOW BOYS.
"Wow.. You're very tall mister!" A short dark skinned girl ran up to him, tilting her head in curiosity. "..How did you get so tall?" - lxttle-ones; Brooke (yeets this here too)
“.....genes.” he appeared perplexed - confused and maybe a little concerned that such a child would have the nerves to come up to him. To most, he was satisfactorily intimidating.Maybe this child had no concept of fear for strangers that didn’t want anything to do with her. Or even too much to do with her, especially out in the Wasteland.
He shrugged. “Genetics have that effect - but also perspective, taking your own height into consideration.”
mom,,i pulled a muscle and now my friend hates me cause I keep making old people jokes-
That’s what happens when you get old smh