#get dusted

[dayabot]

me and my friends

we go out

we take pictures and make stuff together

and sometimes we cry we kiss each other real incestuous vibes

[xylopyrography]

i’m crying what are their asses doing in the wild

[herringherringbones]

Maid vox 4

[ggigigoode]

i think about this picture quite a lot actually

[fameologist]

Daya Betty performing misery business at Get Dusted in 2019

[dayabot]

[sssardonian-ssserpent]

[ GRIEF ] for one muse to watch the other get hurt/killed.

((I didn’t want to go for the stereotypical “Angel/Pentious gets beat by Valentino” thing so I decided to go with something else.))

The shock of a thousand or so volts arced through him like lightning, like he was being burned alive and plunged underwater to drown all at the same time, and it left Pentious screaming. Even above the sound of his own screams, he could hear Vox laughing like mad, all smug and self confident, the master of those cursed wires that were wrapped tight around his body to torture him so, and despite all his attempts to thrash and struggle, the shocks kept coming. He screamed, louder and louder, so loud that he was certain that he couldn’t scream any louder, and yet the shocks kept coming. He could feel his skin starting to bubble, to blister, his hair beginning to bleed and burn and smoke, and in the back of his mind, he wondered when Vox would finally toss him aside to leave him smoldering and smoking, watch him and taunt him and leave him to crawl away into the dirt like the worm he was always so fond of calling him.

Then he felt himself be lit ablaze, and pain consumed his very thoughts.

[trixemattel]

cinematic parallels