#pahriahs

[rebkahsarchive]

❛ ❛   UNLESS YOU’RE BLEEDING TO DEATH, IT’LL HAVE TO WAIT TILL MORNING.       ❜ ❜      . . .        &_     @pahriahs​​   :  ! 

(i     cannot     hate     you:     for     you     are     𝚝𝚑𝚎     𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝     in     my     hurricane     heart)     ,                         but     that     does     not     stop     your     gaze     from     narrowing     in     response     to     his     words.     here     you     stood,     long     after     the     midnight     bell     chimed,     drenched     from     the     rain,     and     𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐝𝐬     𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐲     from     travel     to     small     health     in     the     dead     of     night.     your     fist     raises     once     again,     continuing     to     bang     on     the     hard     wood     that     seperated     you     and     him,     having     not     yet     spoken.     FIGURED     ATTENTION     AT     THIS     TIME     OF     NIGHT     WAS     ILL,     surrounding     families     probably     fast     asleep     in     their     homes,     the     men     𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢     𝚝𝚘     𝚠𝚊𝚔𝚎     for     another     long     day     consumed     with     𝑠𝑚𝑜𝑘𝑒     𝑎𝑛𝑑     𝑎𝑠𝘩     that     covered     the     city.            ❛ ❛                    michael     !                           if     you     don’t     open     this     god     damn     door     𝚒𝚝’𝚕𝚕     𝚋𝚎     𝚢𝚘𝚞     bleeding     to     death     in     that     damn     room   !                         ❜ ❜

perhaps     you     should     just     be     grateful     that     he     was     in     there,     and     that     the     locked     door     provided     some     form     of     happiness     to     run     through     your     veins.     (SAFETY TRUMPS ALL:     𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛     𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝     𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍     𝚗𝚘𝚝     𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚎     𝚝𝚘    𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎     𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛     𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚍     𝚖𝚊𝚗)     although     this     entire     city     was     full     of     dead     men     walking.               ❛ ❛         OPEN UP.           ❜ ❜

[herhaunt-a]

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LISTEN , LISTEN , you have just opened the fucking flood gates . honestly i don’t know how i have known you for such little time because you have just become one of the people that i enjoy talking to the most. honestly the fact that so many of our opinions and thoughts completely align is just such a hilariously fun thing and i feel like i can absolutely come and talk to you about anything . you are so easy to get along with and just such a delight and such a staple of my day now . you also have just such a good outlook on everything here and our friendship is just such a refreshing, joyful part of my life. and your blog and grasp on characters is outstanding, i am so, so, so excited to have a thread with literally everyone you write, i’m coming for them. and like we discussed earlier, and i am repeating myself here, i am so refreshed and happy to have someone writing with me who gets as happy about writing platonic soulmates as i do . i love the depth and complexity you show with all your characters and everything we have plotted is just something i am so excited to do. your prose as well is just ? holy hell, the only way i can think to describe it is delicious, like just so beautiful and it flows so well and i just love reading it. like pausing to read what you have written is just such a good part of my day and i am in awe of you and inspired by you in such equal measure. i absolutely adore you and i just hope you’re having the best day and i’m sure i’ll ramble on to you about something random before it’s done.

@mutuals send me a 🍓 and ill compliment u!

[avanele-a]

♡      ━      ⊱     (    SETH BROOKS  ,  @pahriahs​    )

                 ‘    THAT’S    NOT    HOW    IT    IS  !    ’     it    was    hard    to    catch    her    breath    after    a    laugh    her    mother’s    unexpected    words    brought    in  .     ‘    nous    sommes    amis  ,     maman  .  .  .     tell    them  ,     seth  .    ’      the    brunette    looked    at    him    and    then    wiped    away    a    tear    of    joy    that    ran    from    her    eye  .     it    was    kind    of    an    awkward    situation  ,     but    it    made    the    two    of    them    laugh    at    least  .     she    could    only    be    happy    for    that    she    was    not    in    the    middle    of    drinking    or    eating    anything    at    the    moment    her    mum    said    that    or    else    she    would    just    choke  .     ‘    and    don’t    give    him    that    stabbing    look  ,     really  .  .  .     he’s    alright  ,    ’      ava    spoke    to    her    brother    for    then    cracking    up    once    more    just    at    the    thought  .     and    this    smiley    grin    was    just    kept    on    her    lips    still  ,     even    when    she    leaned    in    to    the    table    to    finish    her    drink    all    at    once  .

[atoncetragic]

should       you       be       grateful       to       have       survived       this       long?       (i       am       become       death..)       𝚝𝚑𝚎       𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚢𝚎𝚛       𝚘𝚏       𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍𝚜.       this       world       had       never       been       yours,       and       as       you       took       from       it,       it       took       from       you.       fallen       friends,       the       smell       of       smoke,       the       blood       that       𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚍       𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛       𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜.       never       forget       it       was       you       that       wielded       the       knife,       struck       the       final       blow.       how       long       can       a       name       live       for?       𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚑𝚎𝚍𝚊,       𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚑𝚎𝚍𝚊,       𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚑𝚍𝚎𝚊..       THEY       ALL       WANT       A       PIECE       OF       YOU,       wrapped       in       leather       and       the       color       of       everything       you       defeated       (the       blood       of       hundreds       burdens       you)..

you       flinch       at       the       introduction       of       another,       pulled       out       of       your       own       thoughts,       nimble       fingers       itched       to       land       upon       weapon.            ❛ ❛       ..         I       HAVEN’T.              my       invitation       was       only       ever       extended       to       polis.        𝚒𝚜      𝚒𝚝     𝚘𝚋𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜?       ❜ ❜          /    @pahriahs​ .

[shinearch]

        when  he  had  first  thought  of  this  endeavor,  it  had  been  a  wild  notion.  revealing  dan  torrance  to  truly  be  off  his  rocker.  but  people  came,  and  then  more.  the  stories,  the  knowing  dan  had  been  sick  with  it  the  first  time.  it  seemed  it  drew  all  types,  those  with  genuine  shine  and  those  affected  by  places  like  the  overlook.  but  more  than  anything,  he  just  wants  to  know  they’re  not  alone,  that  he’s  not.  not  damned,  not  doomed  --  just  victims  of  circumstances  that  could  push  back  against  the  tide.  oh,  and  there  was  none  of  that  preachy  shit  from  aa  that  he  hated,  that  was  always  a  plus.

it  was  around  the  fifth  month  of  the  gatherings  that  he  saw  the  man  enter.  new  faces  always  stuck  out  sore  to  him,  and  it  hadn’t  been  three  months  since  the  group  was  added.  they  were  seven  now  --  a  comfortable  number,  intimate.  tonight  janet  spoke,  about  how  her  dead  wife  haunted  her  --  that  she  didn’t  know  what  she  wanted,  but  it  frightened  her.  danny  wondered  if  he’d  need  to  box  her  up  too,  but  discussion  levied  another  result  :  talk  to  her,  she  might  be  trying  to  tell  you  something.  that  had  concluded  the  meeting,  promptly  at  8pm  as  it  always  did.  the  new  man  didn’t  speak,  but  newcomers  often  didn’t.  still,  he  notices  him  lingering  as  dan  folds  chairs  and  boxes  up  the  danishes  which  would  be  good  enough  for  breakfast  tomorrow.  “  feel  free  to  take  any  food  left,  god  knows  i  can’t  eat  it  all  before  it  goes  stale. ”   /  @pahriahs​  ;  luke.

[atdamnbraina]

@pahriahs asked:  📸 for murphy  /  accepting

[storiesforgeda]

HI I LOVE U SO BAD

I LOVE YOU SO BAD WHAT TO HECK

[coastsick]

THE 100 PROMPTS                @pahriahs​ one garden. two serpents. eden never stood a chance.

❛  𝐟𝐨𝐫  𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲  𝐬𝐧𝐚𝐤𝐞,   𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞  𝐢𝐬  𝐚  𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐫,  𝐟𝐨𝐫  𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲  𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐫  ----  𝐚  𝐬𝐧𝐚𝐤𝐞.   ❜  smiles  pique  the  corners  of  her  mouth  but  not  quite  the  eyes.  something  else  rests  in  the  corners  there.  an  inherent  mistrust.  and  yet  she  has  stood  beside  more  dangerous  animals  than  that  of  a  serpent.  and  she  has  been  a  more  dangerous  animal  in  turn.  this  is  why  she  smiles.  offering  her  hand  in  the  semblance  of  trust,   while  crossing  fingers  in  the  back  of  her  mind.    ❛  𝒂  𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒆 ,   ❜  

accepting   ,