#hqbstart

[jackripner-blog]

white keys  sigh ,    gloved fingers hover silently above,   considering for a moment .       he acknowledges  the presence with a stolen glance ,     &  returns ,  unfazed,   fingers nearly mechanical,   trotting along from memory .       ♫  don’t go to strangers ...   darling .     come on to me.    ♫          “    it’d be far less morose if you’d sing along,   you know.     ”

[whorriblc-blog]

BURROWING ITSELF LIKE WORMS     into graveyard dirt ;    a blazing pairs of evergreens glow in the inky blackness    ---- hypnotic   &    placating  ,       ravishing the insides of their eye sockets ,   all to the back of their skulls .     yummy !    this one looks positively delicious.   canines peek beneath sculpted lips before a flash of light distracts curious eyes.   there is something more ,    something  sinister ,     an outworldliness which both captivates and signals peril   ;     how gently she coaxes,   reeling you closer shallow breaths,  voice lulling as a spell ...    “       look at you,  pretty little thing ...  you look so lost, now...      ”      smooth and polished as metal,   a jagged nail feathers down their jaw to the lump in their trachea.      “      would you like to come home with me?     ”

[undcaddcvil-blog]

☽. open.

the middle of the week was kiernan’s favorite time to visit the club. the crowd was never really empty nor was it too many people that he would feel annoyed. it was the time of week when people would start to feel the strain of the week and wanted to unwind. as he strolled through the doors of the club. his eyes moved around the room as he made his way to the bar, “nice crowd tonight.” he commented simply to the one beside him.