#griefkill

[apologizelater]

[con.] / @griefkill

[ sms ] : wait , you aren't home ? where are you ? [ sms ] : why are you drunk and alone with a dead phone ??

[houndw0lf]

🔥 Unpopular opinion about your muse? 

chris is FAT!!!!!!!!!!! it's musclefat but he is dummy thicc and has a gut i don't care!!!

[corvidamned]

@griefkill | continued [txt to Elena🥀] Ah, devilish of you. [txt to Elena🥀] Let me in, my love.

[gcverncr-a]

@griefkill liked for a (semi-plotted) starter!

. Late morning, and the sun is peeking through the shades. Light streams in through the open windows, touching on the mattress beside them.  

. The Governor had stumbled, piss drunk, through the dark halls of his foul home to pass out on the futon sometime around dawn. He’d stripped naked on the way, boots tossed in two directions, work shirt draped over a stack of records, and had slipped under the covers beside Elena in only his bare skin. 

. The contents of his pockets make a trail from the front door to the ‘bed’ room, showing the serpentine route he had taken earlier. Gum wrappers and hair bands and cigarettes. His .38 had been tossed haphazardly on the floor beside its accompanying belt. His large buck knife, rusted with blood, had fallen out of the sheath and now lay like a deadly trap, waiting to be stepped on. 

. A wallet lies open on the filthy carpet beside the discarded jeans, the face on the ID held within staring wistfully up at the ceiling. Him, but younger– much younger.  

. He rouses when she wakes, though only enough to wrap his wiry arms around her and purr lazily into the back of her neck. Mornin’, sugar. M’gonna sleep a while longer.

[lncarnon]

continued from here

There's not been a damn thing in this place that hasn't tried to kill him. Either by the rusted hooks conveniently lined up in these.. arenas? Or by them spotting his figure in the fog, whatever hell he's been dragged into is quite fond of pulling him apart. Mike isn't keen on dying again. Hiding out inside a building straight from the oldies (and dismayed that every bottle of liquor inside was empty), any hint of motion has him wary.

He recognizes this one, too. Too bad he doesn't have a flare. A harvested piece of splintered board was all he could find as any semblance of a weapon- no guns, no blades, not even something like a hammer could be lifted from the places where he scavenged. Makes him wonder if this is how his brother felt when he was getting his shit rocked at a bar.

"M' sure as hell not gonna let you take a drink from me, again." There is no waver in the way he holds the makeshift stake, or speaks to @griefkill

"Stay away."

[redemptioninterlude]

☆ put this star into the inbox of your favorite blogs - it's time to spread positivity ! ☆

SUBJECT: positivity meme! NOTIFY: @griefkill CONCERNING: luna boo

oh luna bee! LMAO leave it to you to be both the sweet little pop of positivity in my inbox today and the one to be like, ok but show me the collection LMAOOOO, i love you and honestly it's craaazy to think about our journey here. i love that you're still here shining with your love for elena in full force and i'm hoping today? you're feeling that shot of positivity to your soul too ♡ urgh, NOW GO REPLY SO ADA AND ELENA CAN GO BE BADASS TOGETHER

[desiderixm]

♢ Has anyone ever tried to steal your blog? Your headcanons? Icons? All that jazz

𝐒𝐀𝐋𝐓𝐘 𝐀𝐒𝐅 𝐌𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒

Oh yeah. Multiple times. Had someone rip an entire canon divergent muse of mine and use it as an oc and interact with everyone I even promo'd, so I realistically couldn't say anything without making someone mad. That's probably the oldest case of it happening and that was like 2015...? 2016...?

Something something "Imitation is the most sincere form of flattery mediocrity can provide"

[godbrks]

✷ 𝄃 𝄃 𝄂 𝄂 𝄃 @griefkill -> ⁽ 𝓔LENA ₎ .ᐟ ཋ ˚₊‧ -> ⁽ 𝘁𝘅𝘁. ⁾ bed too big. need fill it.

⁽ 𝘁𝘅𝘁: 11:02ᴾᴹ ⁾ : temptinngggg... ⁽ 𝘁𝘅𝘁: 11:02ᴾᴹ ⁾ : but you & the bottle already makes two ⁽ 𝘁𝘅𝘁: 11:03ᴾᴹ ⁾ : no room for lil ole me ⁽ 𝘁𝘅𝘁: 11:03ᴾᴹ ⁾ : maybe if u still wanna see me tmrw...