#stabwoundstudies

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@stabwoundstudies​:  “Alright, I’m a gal who likes a deal. Got anything to give me in exchange for the hatch?”

❝  uhh ------  ice cream scoop?  ❞      he’s doing his best out here, it’s all he has left after giving michael his hat.

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@stabwoundstudies​  sent me a  ♗ to use my icon style to make an icon of their muse

[ask-vantablack]

"If you say the word 'bitchcakes' one more time I'm going to roast your eels alive and then eat them."

@stabwoundstudies

[frenzystoked-aa]

@stabwoundstudies   asketh

“Check it out~! Ms. Adiris was in a good mood today, aaaand..?” Julie reaches into her pockets, pulling out two deliciously red and healthy apples. “Boom! Two apples! Want some~?” 

Scrutiny met her offer, but Joey took it nonetheless. “You sure wanna be chewing shit that came from a Zombie chick? No matter how pretty they look. This is how they merked Snow White, y’know.”

   His ass still bit into it.

[knivesart]

"I never wanted you to get roped up into this. I just wanted us to be 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘺."

SILENCE. Not a single sound waltzes on the edge of the petite woman’s tongue, not a single thought demands to be vocalized by a mouth that seems to have been sewn shut with barbed wires   ────   Susie remains still, as if turned to stone, with her gaze childishly lowered and her shoulders slumped downwards in sign of evident shame for what she is, for what she has become. It’s not a surprise that she loathes this nightmare with every fiber of her barely beating heart, nor is it a mystery how scared she was when the ACCIDENT took place and the BLOODIED KNIFE was forcefully given to her trembling hands… However, she has never blamed Julie for what has happened, for the tremendous path that was opened in front of them, for the trials now have to face under the cursed alias of The Legion. After all, how could she ever harbor any kind of resentment or hatred towards her BEST FRIEND, towards the only person who decided to see past the old clothes and the crooked smiles in pursuance of giving her a chance ? Julie taught her how to genuinely laugh, how to give voice to her feelings, how to express herself whenever the silence became much too numbing to handle  /  If this is their fate, then Susie is going to stay by her side, with her ichorous knife held tight betwixt lithe fingers, until her very last breath. 

   ❝  I know… I never blamed you for this, not once.  ❞   The pink-haired girl has never been capable of thoroughly vocalizing the thoughts pirouetting within her mind or the feelings burning within her ribcage and yet, in this exact moment, she doesn’t seem to be held back by any kind of hesitation: she speaks, albeit quietly, with all the scorching fervor and the strength that she can muster.   ❝  We all wanted to be HAPPY   ──   We were all searching for a brighter future, a happier life… I might not be fond of what we have become but I don’t regret becoming your friend and following you down this road. We will fight together, no matter what.  ❞

@stabwoundstudies !

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™ is that even a Question

hey.  hey u.  shut ur wonderful face.

™ = quality

[franks-dirty-blade]

@stabwoundstudies Said :  “Alright, no struggling or I’m setting the stash on fire.” It was a simple enough warning from the Legioness, who proceeded to snuggle up into Frank’s side, nose nuzzled into his shoulder. “We’re skipping trials today.”

『❛ You say that like I wanna move.  ❜』 Frank snorted softly at the other, watching as she moved her way over and under his arm. Having been previously resting with his feet kicked up on the table. Shoes off, Belt loose and Jacket god knows where. There was no way in hell he was moving. Especially not now that his partner was curling up on his side and snuggling in close like they used to in the real world. 

It was, in honesty; A nice feeling. Tender and quiet. He let his arm drape around her body and gently rub his painted thumb over her shoulder. Watching as the roaring fire before them flickered and spat it’s dimming embers. He truly never minded skipping out on trials once in a while. They where a great way for him to blow off steam and work out. But the grusome and emotional strain of it all was more then he could handle some days.

Glancing down to meet her, he offered a small smile before relaxing back into the circlet of couches more. Actually enjoying this moment for once. 

『❛  If it wasn’t such a fucking hassle, I’d skip out on trials more often if it meant i got to do this. That and if that demon fuck didn’t gimmie a headache for it. What’s the occasion though? ❜』    

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❛   you  point  that  thing  at  me  you  better  pull  the  trigger .  ❜ —@stabwoundstudies

STEVE’S EYES STAYED locked on julie.  it was a standstill at this point – he had never shot anyone before.  knuckles turned white as his grip tightened, finger not fully on the trigger.  could he even do it?  could he shoot her?  if he didn’t, he was absolutely fucked.  his heart pound in his chest, adrenaline rushing.  he was aiming at her head, which was enough to stop her in her tracks – for now.

❝  shut up – just shut up !!  ❞      he yells, voice more panicked than he’d like to have been.  both hands are now on the gun, posture more threatening than it was just seconds ago.      ❝  get out.  ❞      his jaw tightened.  he couldn’t do it.  he stepped back slowly, hoping, praying that she would leave with his threat and that hers was empty.  he did have the gun after all.     

❝  get the fuck out of here ! ❞

DANGEROUS. :: accepting - @stabwoundstudies