#violence warning?

[covetcreep]

being torn apart would fix me I think

[lonely-meadow-wanderer]

The worst dream I’ve had recently was where i was watching somebody I care about a lot getting held down and beat up mercilessly and I wasn’t able to do anything about it.

[dandyanders-blog]

two frickin little boys with toy guns came behind the counter at work while i was serving today and started asking me things so i was like "one sec, i'll just finish serving this lady then i'll help you!" and then they!!!! shot their guns at me!!! their dad just stood there and ignored it what the FRUCK dont let your kids be rude then PRETEND TO KILL ME

[opossumface]

•3•

all i see is sunny skies

do you want to come to a party?

aggression hits with a mighty surge

i've got you under my skin

look at this, it's me, walking away

x / x* / x / x / x

[jjfawley]

Once, Twice, I Told You So.

The silence was surely never-ending, though in intervals between fits of yelling that lasted only mere seconds. Yet, it was only from one party. 

Regulus sat calmly in a large, black leather chair as the rest of the House stayed out of the common room. 

"I told you already. Stay. Away. From. My. Brother." He stated calmly, his usually bright blue eyes were a low gray, and his pupils were a bit too large for his orbs. 

"Your brother is a waste of fucking human space, Black. All I was going to do is set him and his little faggot boyfriend straight." Mulciber spat, throwing off his cloak. It fluttered to the couch and Regulus did nothing but glare. 

His leg was squarely cross, his hands together near his mouth as if calculating. It was a bit intimidating, to say the least. Nobody had really seen much of the actual Regulus Black, and he was afraid he'd have to bestow a bit of Black ... charm on some of his classmates to get his point across. Word would surely float around the school, no doubt. 

"And I said I'd deal with him. Did you not understand that, you pathetic, rotting bag of flesh?" Regulus asked sharply as he stood. Mulciber's hand was tightly curled around his wand. And Regulus wasn't concerned. 

"Put it down, you sorry fucking sap. I'm not going to hex you anyway. Are you that worried?" Regulus asked with a cock of his brow. He slowly walked around the taller Slytherin, before standing in front of him. The elder boy's arm shot up to hex, but Regulus was quicker. He disappeared, only to reappear behind him, his arm taking him from around the neck. Regulus pressed a cold blade to his neck and whispered lowly, his teeth almost clicking as he spoke so sharp and deeply. The shock of Regulus' reappearance shocked the other so much, he dropped his wand on impact to his trachea. 

"I will slit your throat once we're out of here if you even think of touching my family or their blood. Even the traitors. If anyone, I'm going to be the one to slaughter him. Not. You." He hissed, his teeth dangerously close the other's ear. Regulus pressed the sharp side of the blade to his throat, almost enough to break the skin... but not quite. "And if you even think of harming me? You'll get the same from my brother's point of view. I'm sure." 

"Do you understand me?"

"Y-Yeah, mhm." 

"I CAN'T FUCKING HEAR YOU."

"Y-YES REGULUS. I UNDERSTAND YOU."

"Now, go clean yourself up. You're disgusting, you know?"

And Regulus let go, pushing his cloak behind him almost dramatically as he took harsh, loud steps toward the dorms. He heard a slight noise from behind him, but paid no attention.

"So much satisfaction when they piss themselves."