#holyrots

[unpossession]

@holyrots for salvator!

"I'm not afraid of him."

[miidnighters-a]

@holyrots | felix texted [ TXT ] : do i sense sarcasm in your tone? [ TXT ] : what's my name in your phone?

[ text; my angle no my demon 🖤] sarcasm? me? never [ text; my angle no my demon 🖤] specially not when it comes to ur antics [ text; my angle no my demon 🖤] :

[choicescreen]

@holyrots as ramona said: “i’m not lying. go look for yourself.”

the night of the hunter.

she smells it before she sees it. she can smell the death on the air. and let them both be devils, then. what of it? claudia smiles, bright and girlish.

"you're a vampire," she whispers, almost reverant. even more thrilling, she is arrested in teenagedom— "just like me."

[eviji]

@holyrots asked: 🎲 surprise me ft. @jupiterfree

the driver and passenger seats while driving for the past 2 hours, they're starting to think they may have taken a wrong turn beach road trip prison break

Concrete dust powders Nemo's roots, a pageant onset of sudden wisdom in grey. Meanwhile smoke keeps pouring through the busted wall. He sits up on the cot, jams his feet into a pair of slides, and waits until the two silhouettes form in the haze

and then he sags back down again.

[glacierfront]

Heartwarming! Sebastian Holyrots rents out the entire auditorium of the David H. Koch Theater so that he and Willow Unpossession can enjoy a romantic and quiet and unbothered evening watching the New York Ballet's production of Gisele.

Tragedy! The volunteer usher whose job it is to make sure that they all get what they need and to liaison between the couple and the rest of the staff (a) knows them (b) is astonished (c) is horrified (d) is astounded (e) loves one of these people (f) is going to murder that son of a bitch (g) is going what the fuck what the fuck what the fuck inside her brain forever amen.

Aside from an uncontrolled spasm of her face upon seeing Sebastian's accompaniment (because WHAT THE FUCK, Willow), she is perfectly professional in leading them to their desired seats, ensuring they have all they need. She only drops that professionalism once she steps away from them, ducking into a separate wing so she can immediately blow up Willow's phone.

[text] THAT GUY? [text] you know that guy???????????? [text] ma'am [text] are you being like blackmailed or kidnapped or something rn [text] do u need me to call someone [text] do you LIKE THAT GUY? [text] ?????????????????????

A pause. Is Willow going to respond. Willow strikes her as the type to give all of her attention to a potential date (SEBASTIAN? A DATE? WITH WILLOW?) so just to be sure:

[text] take out your phoneeeeeeee ignore him for 2 seconds

@unpossession (and @holyrots... if we want a three way thread... but we don't have to... just texting is fine too...)

[bludrite]

hugo senses the vitriol from across the room. the club is packed out with music blaring from every angle -- it's how he likes it when he's out looking for a little bit of stress relief; the feelings are drowned out by the mindless thump of drum and bass, and whatever he does pick up on is usually muddied by drugs and alcohol.

he's got a glowstick necklace, armbands, sweat makes his skin shine in neon to match the lights above. it's a huge fucking bummer when he realises that all that hatred, conflict and rage is directed at him. sobering.

hugo stops his dancing and shimmies through the crowd toward the bar, where it's a little more quiet. maybe he can lay low. whatever this guy's problem is seems to be serious... so why can't he remember him at all?

"whiskey coke, please." he asks the bartender.

@holyrots

[despiterage]

@holyrots

actual footage of lorenza & leo

[withbeasts]

Armando & Ramona:

Meanwhile, Thiago & Emil: