#prikza

[blinderbyblood-blog]

Too late. He’s already been filled with the Shelby sperm. 

[rosewand-a-blog]

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♕ @prikza ･:*:･ﾟmusic.

see this took some wrangling but i think it’s really ironic that one of the more aberama songs to be found is probably on the blinders soundtrack already ???

anyway it’s lazarus which i’m pretty sure was in the opening scene of one of the seasons but that might’ve been blackstar. getting to the point, this song is painful both in it’s lyrics and it’s tendency to assault the ears with scratching noises. 

it starts off with a smooth, normal jazz riff with overtones of the otherworldly. the second the singing begins however, this same riff is repeated in an increasingly messy way. aberama’s a very delicate mixture of dangerous and in danger, he strikes me as a guy who’s lonelier than he realizes and is absolutely steeped in blood and death. 

if you’re looking for something off the pb ost then i think that the evil that men do is another pretty fantastic aberama song with the caveat of being a more traditional villain song. 

it’s heavy, it’s loud, it’s got a devastatingly catchy chorus with references to that very careful balancing act of father and murderer along with a little debauchery. it’s probably a little too mean ?? for him but he makes aggressiveness work for him so it’s all up to personal preference.

[astrapure-a-blog]

@prikza

     “We signed a treaty with the man whose head is now in a BASKET; would you like to take it out and ask it ? “

[blinderbyblood-blog]

its okay finn, we're gonna get you the proper incest rehab you need, but ur stuck with the herpes, this is what you get for screwing tommy

❛   you’ve got it all wrong, mister gold.  I got herpes from your son.    ❜

[prizefght-blog]

@prikza :         ‘ who did this ? ’

// ANGST  MEME  ,  accepting  !

dark  crimson  pushed  between  fingers ,   spilling  over  like  the  shadows  in  the  young  man’s  vision .   bonnie  clutched  his  side ,   his  other  hand  holding  his  father  for  support.  thin  yet  clinging ,  blood  painted  his  hands ,  finding  all  the  crevices  on  dark ,  calloused  hands .   stop .

                   you  don’t  lose  fights .   twenty  five  with  bare  knuckles ,   letting  purple  and  green  shadows  ghost  your  skin .   five  with  gloves ,  letting  you  throw  harder  without  worry  for  tomorrow’s  pain .   one  with  a  license ,  letting  you  become  something  new  and  exciting ,  shiny  like  gold .   all  knockouts.  you  don’t  lose  fights.  not  fair  ones  anyway.  fair  for  you  at  least.  

                                      but  you  were  unaware  ,  and  he  had  a  knife.  start .

‘  didn’t  see  . . . ’

[blinderbyblood-blog]

*stabs*

@prikza

*blows kiss*

*winks* …

*dies*

[atgunpcint]

@prikza replied to your post “bang bang bb”

wow rude, stop being rude, let me shoot u

I finally have something to live for dude. if you had come one or two years ago I would have let you shoot me right away. but like my wife? and this kid? and my bby brother finn who is really struggling? you know, I gotta say.