#grinninghand

[naturestoxin-blog]

                ❝        JUST  STOP .   you’re  insufferable .        ❞    

@grinninghand ♡‘d .

[painedmind-blog]

                                                                                                             ( @grinninghand )

                                “ Why are you here? You’re not one of the scientists                                           or the guards... who ARE you? ”

[clowngore-a-blog]

A beautiful liar, love for him is pain.

PUDDIN’.   STOP DOING THIS!!!!!! I’M C RYING!!!! WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME!!!!

[clowngore-a-blog]

The maniac messiah, destruction is his game.

PUDDIN’.   STOP MAKING ME CRY ABOUT JARED LETO!!!!!!!

[hingedjaw-blog]

              MADNESS ; she is the visage of it. Ruler ‘pon high with crown of bloodied thorns, gilded in gnarled wreaths.  Behemoth Queen ; God K I N G  of the Primordial ;  the Merciless  -- all these titles and with what little meaning they carry, nary more important that dust motes floating in glittering sunlight. And they weigh less upon her shoulders than even so. Frightful things have slithered out in her time, snarling bitten words and VILE torments abound; nightmares made manifest, clawing out of the skulls of those that would entrap them. He does not concern her, mouth down turned to a ghoulish grin -- painted vestige and sunken eyes.  He is but a HALF-BREED, a meager heart that thunders PIITER -PATTER  ( !!! ) within a hollow breast. This is not her realm, the air different and the sounds louder. Lights blink in fragmented neon, a less being would have found themselves blinded and yet she remains IMPERVIOUS to such ridiculous schemes. Instead, the once peach petals of her vessel’s mouth move, coated in frost-bitten azure,   ❛         You are CRAZED .     ❜ It does not take a whole mortal to see that, bleached skin writhing in clothes just a smidgen too large for what denotes a skeletal frame. He relies far too heavily on outside appearance, Illyria thinks, though what lurks in the miasma is often far more terrifying than what it presents. Daring to be cautious, her head quirks, expression blank save for the intrigue offering forth.

             ❛        Tell me, are you the  K I N G,    ❜  ( TAKE HIS CROWN, TAKE HIS CROWN ) ❛         of this realm ? You garnish yourself in silks, gaudy perfumes, and your careless manner offers so much. I thought the last creatures I had encountered were foolish enough but perhaps I have found an even more unstable world than the last if you are unopposed.     ❜ Chaos is all things; a blackened void in which to call home and this reminds her far too much of it. 

 @grinninghand

[clowngore-a-blog]

happy birthday you talented bean! xo

PUDDIN’.   thank you so much!! and you’re the talented bean ok, let’s be real!! ♥