#veteros

[ohfiendangelical]

  Currently: a beaten man.

  Perhaps he had been dangerous earlier. It's hard to tell whether all that blood is his own or someone else's; he looks a fright with all that red in his hair and all over his hands, the crazed look in his eye, the way he crouches in the dark like a wounded dog. It appears he can't get up to attack or to flee whoever may be approaching, but he growls, hoping to scare them off before they see him.

[afectadas-blog]

veteros

     it's like something out of a tortuously cliche horror movie. woman is fast asleep, blocking out the feeling of the empty space next to her with sweet dreams. woman hears a wrapping at the front door which surly wakes her from her slumber. woman bolts straight up in bed, stiff as a board except to glance at the digital clock on the bedside table. eleven thirty at night, it reads. christ. is she becoming an abuela?

     maybe now isn't the time to wonder.

[heartsunglassess-blog]

+ veteros & iironox

          tiny fingers examine and touch every strand           of hair she seeks out upon the other's head.           she's gentle, well at least she's trying to be.           ( or maybe she's not. )

                              ' i think i've found a gray hair. '

          her teasing is clear by the sweet, bubblegum           tone dripping from her tongue like liquid sugar.

          ' want me to pull it ? '

[ohfiendangelical]

  "Ready to get another bite taken out of you?"

  Zero eyes the other with a raised brow from his place in the alley, leaning back against the wall, eyes sparking. Farther down in the dark, just barely in sight, is a body--still warm. She's actually not dead yet, but he cut out her tongue so she won't be causing a ruckus.

  "Don't know why else you'd come around my territory again. Buddy."

[driviing-blog]

veteros

     the thing about paranoia is that it doesn't      discriminate. once it's wormed its way into      one's mind anyone and anything could be      a threat. today, on his walk to the garage,      travis can't help but feel eyes on him as he      makes his way down dirty city sidewalks.

     more than once he's allowed himself a few      swigs from his flask in a hope of his nerves      being  soothed; alas, no dice. as he  passes      a  stoop where a young man is stationed,  a      group  of children playing  double dutch  not      far away, the sensation becomes too much.

               "--you got a problem?"

[ohfiendangelical]

you write with such elegance i cannot even.. understand how it's possible tbqh ; A ; i've only had the chance to write with you once, but it was so beautiful i'd just reread what you'd send because it was so lovely and made me feel happy. idk much bout u ooc except that ur probs a creative genius like willy wonka maybe ~ and u like tin man so u probs have good taste in shows and things. umm yes. beautiful person. angel in disguise. enigmatic being of light. all round good chap !!

i’ve been trying to come up with a clever response to everything you’ve just said but i’m mostly playing with my hair the way i do when i am excited/nervous and giggling a lot because thank you?? wtf thank you

[ohfiendangelical]

veteros replied to your post:zero @alois: i never want to see yr fucking face...

ghost : *gives zero framed pictures of himself for christmas and every other holiday * ur welcome

the pictures mysteriously turn up back on ghost's doorstep, half burned, x's over the eyes, ominous messages about impending doom scrawled across them in sharpie. in addition, there's a running stopwatch in an envelope, ticking down to an unknown event. after a whole day when the stopwatch hits 00:00:00, nothing happens. ghost waits, but since nothing is happening, goes to bed. there are glinting black eyes outside his window, staring in, that he does not see...........

[ohfiendangelical]

veteros replied to your post:veteros replied to your post:fun fact: i actually...

please dont look at me.. i love zero more now it was so good so good i loved it *gets shoved into locker*

the character himself didn't really inspire me at all (i was much more fascinated with azkedelia and dg and dg's crew and that rad as hell lullaby i still sing to myself), but the name always stuck with me like.. i thought zero was the coolest fckn name..so fckn cool