#outofdxpth

[vorcotec]

That’s just my blog on a regular day

[mxdam-a]

4!

4. Is there any activity your muse would enjoy doing with someone else? A particular experience they want to share?

oh man… honestly, social activities are the big thing here. hosting/going to parties, for one. she would love to have an intimate partner who was also her social partner, someone who would be an equal host to guests and would enjoy working the room just as much as she does. or doing stuff that combines some social aspects with some Seeing and Being Seen and also margarethe’s favorite, which is art… e.g. strolling art galleries? going to the opera? that kind of stuff.

sensual sunday. :: @outofdxpth​.

[radicans-blog1]

she’s   wasting   away   ----   that   much   is   clear.   the   sharp   edges   of   her   ribs   pull   at   her   filthy   skin   more   &&   more   with   each   examination.   the   ridges   of   her   breast   bone   make   it   difficult   for   her   stethoscope   to   rest   flat,   &&   the   points   &&   dips   of   her   vertebrae   feel   like   hard   stone   beneath   her   gentle,   probing   touch.   a   constant   palette   of   painful   purples   &&   darkening   reds   smear   across   the   quivering   canvas   of   her   body.   all   together,   it’s   almost   enough   to   make   the   herbalist’s   stomach   twist   into   sickened   knots.   “   lana   ...   ”   she   breathes,   resting   her   hands   atop   the   other   woman’s   knobbly   knees.   “   you   can’t   keep   doing   this   to   yourself.   you   need   to   eat.   ”   her   thumbs   brush   absentmindedly   over   the   clammy   flesh   beneath   them,   back   &&   forth,   as   she   looks   near   pleadingly   into   that   cold,   dark   gaze.   “   from   now   on,   the   kitchen   staff   will   be   giving   you   a   bitter   gentian   tea   with   your   evening   meal.   it   should   stimulate   your   appetite,   so   if   you   find   yourself   feeling   ...   less   than   satisfied,   come   to   me   &&   we’ll   find   you   something   with   a   little   more   nutritional   value   than   shampoo   &&   the   slop   they   serve   here.   ”   //   @outofdxpth

[borncruel]

@outofdxpth | ♡‘D FOR A STARTER.

❝  SO YOU WANT TO BE A WRITER?   ❞   she’s smiling,  a genuine form of contentment painted upon delicate features.  blue eyes are bright, watching the younger female through a curious albeit interested gaze.  ❝  what kind of writer, may i ask? ❞  now, fingers fumble inside of her coat pocket, pulling out a box of cigarettes and a packet of matches.  and she opens up the box, soon taking one of the sticks between two fingers and placing it between parted petals. ❝  ... have you anything i could read?   ❞  words are muffled, a single brow arching as she finally strikes a match, lighting up the end of her biggest vice.  

[sclflosta-blog]

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                  💖 . : Olive has spent five hours six minutes and forty nine seconds almost completely alone. The pie maker and the girl named Chuck out with the Cod, leaving her to take care of the Pie Hole. A pie is set before the brunette on the bar, a smile on the other woman’s face. “O’s pie of the day.” She’s decided on a classic, cherry. She leans slightly over towards the woman, glancing at the other customers. “On the house.” The small blonde winks.

[flaxsturbation]

outofdxpth replied to your post: spacebii replied to your post: ...

c*nt punt

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the ol’ taco block-o

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[brokenragdoll]

a bottle of perfume, ripped out from the insides of a death woman's drawer while the rest of her belongings laid scattered across the room. a murder scene. it was her mess ( sally's mess ), a necessary evil if the rag doll was to find the perfect gift that would undo all of her wrongs - and maybe, hopefully, earn her the kiss she had been longing to feel. dusted on her neck she wore the stolen fragrance, for she had tried it on for size before wrapping it up in silk and a lace bow ... then she held her breath, waiting for lana's reaction to having the little package dropped in her hands. blood dripped from an open wound on her bottom lip, caught between white teeth that nibbled on the broken flesh. a sign of weakness, pure fear or rejection. ❝ i know it's not fancy shit. but i like it, and you should like it too. ❞ -- @outofdxpth

[mxdam-a]

outofdxpth replied to your post: but truthfully, i am never, EVER going to get over...

It reminds me of the time I was “‘asked”’ to change Bellatrix’s face claim to someone younger and prettier, because I was using Helena as Bellatrix icons…. and I just??? She’s canonically ugly???? And 54???? She’s prettier in the icons than she should be??????? Lmao they also asked me to stop describing her so harshly and I just…..bye????

that’s another thing that gets me... where’s the fcking room to acknowledge that characters might be ugly, or ‘unconventional’, or basically anything but the skinny body + big eyes + small nose + heart shaped face + lily-pale aesthetic, and still be human beings worthy of interaction? like, the truth is, in real life not everyone is beautiful??? especially not in the way that beauty is typically coded in western culture????????????????