➳ YOU CAN CRY.

[tragedysavior]

Note for the verses I have to write.

High school

Gotham show

Hemlock Grove

Hunger games

It

Stranger things

Teen wolf

[cfmusings-blog]

                                                    [  Once upon a time  ]          I swore I had a     H E A R T                                                 Long before the world I know                                                                                                           tore                                                                                                           it                                                                                                           all      A P A R T

[leahberman]

earthy

Santa Cruz, California

instagram

[benjcmiin]

gUESS WIKIPEDIA IS JUST LETTING LIARS EDIT THEIR PAGES NOW

[tragedysavior]

All of her SENSES were heightened while her EMOTIONS all worked in different E X T R E M E S . She knew no LIMITS, no boundaries. She fought until every ounce of ENERGY was drained from her. She CRASHED and she BURNED and she rose from the ashes S T R O N G E R , GREATER than before.

Multi-muse, multi-verse, multi-ship & VERY OC friendly. MUTUALLY EXCLUSIVE. Written & loved by Andrea.

[rylandgraces]

INSP.

[thememesource]

american horror story starters

from the third season. content warning: slurs, profanity,

❝ It’s too hot. My frickin’ vagina’s sweating. ❞

❝ You girls need to learn to fight. ❞

❝ Don’t make me drop a house on you. ❞

❝ The world’s not going to miss a bunch of assholes in Ed Hardy t-shirts. ❞

❝ Bitch! I will eat you. ❞

❝ I’m so sorry. Please don’t send us to jail. ❞

❝ The point is in this whole wide wicked world the only thing you have to be afraid of is me. ❞

❝ Did we just marry the Devil? Because I’m not down with that. ❞

❝ You could offer me a unicorn that shit hundred dollar bills and I’d still never give you nothing more then a headache. ❞

❝ You best put that food down in front of me before I frisbee this plate at your head. ❞

❝ Oh, this is the welcoming committee, and you brought baked goods, aren’t you darling? ❞

❝ I mean, why wait for some phony happily ever after when you can have your piece now? I say. ❞

❝ Too late for tears, damage is done. ❞

❝ Tonight I’m going to let the whole world in and get a good look at me. ❞

❝ Look at you, developing a sense of style when no one was paying attention. ❞

❝ If she’s dead, it’s probably ‘cause she got wasted and offered the Grim Reaper a hand job or something. ❞

❝ These are my last words. I have always loved you. ❞

❝ Her death was the only kindness I ever did for her. ❞

❝ Any last words? ❞

❝ I just want to find a good husband and have three kids. I think I have a good shot. ❞

❝ I am not a human being, but a spirit. A foul demon from hottest Hell. ❞

❝ I know I did anything I could to not feel. Sex, drugs, booze. Just take away the pain. ❞

❝ I would give everything I have or will ever have just to feel pain again. To hurt. ❞

❝ I’ve led a… solitary life. ❞

❝ I’m told it starts as a tingle in the cooch. ❞

❝ Surprise, bitch. I bet you thought you’d seen the last of me. ❞

❝ Oh..Sweet Jesus ! ❞

❝ I want only one thing: your soul. ❞

❝ Haven’t you heard? I have no soul. I’ll just kill ‘em all. ❞

❝ Don’t be a hater, dear. ❞

❝ You are a bubblehead with crotchless panties. ❞

❝ Here’s my other offer. You can all just die. ❞

❝ Feel the fear and the pain, let it all in, and then let it all go. ❞

[tragedysavior]

Nonsexual acts of Intimacy - Select from the following for my muse to respond to...

♔ : Finding your muse wearing their clothes

♕: Holding hands

♖: Having their hair washed by your muse

♗: Your muse falling asleep with their head in my muse's lap.

♘: Cuddling in a blanket fort

♙: Sharing a bed

♚: Head scratches

♛: Sharing a dessert

♜: Shoulder rubs

♝: Reading a book together

♞: Caring for each other while ill (specify which party is which)

♟: Patching up a wound

♤: Taking a bath together

♧: Your muse playing with their hair

♡: Accidentally falling asleep together

♢: Forehead or cheek kisses

♠: Your muse adjusting their jewelry/neck tie/ etc.

♣: Back scratches

♥: Your muse crying about something

♦: Slow dancing

[tragedysavior]

『 @wiredheir 』

Catherine was not the type of student to stand out from the other kids, she was more than average compared to others. She had friends, a number good enough to be considered normal, neither popular or antisocial. The girl was talking to her best friend in science class, whispers between them were usual, until the fire alarm went off, leaving everyone as unexpected as the two of them could be. Different types of conversations bursted in the class, as the teacher was calmly waiting for instructions. Laughs were more than usual, kids assumed the anual drill was happening. 

Principal interrupted the alarm, his voice raspy, fillled with fear. Usual explanation before any incident happening in school, but how could anyone stay calm when even the principal was freaking out? A kid screamed ❛LOOK!❜ In a second, all of them were piling up to watch down through the window. People running down the streets, screams, cars crashing. And finally, Catherine’s eyes met a woman’s, she could tell the pain in her eyes, as she was BITTEN by a man? Screams filled the room, as the kids pointed at more people trying to get away, facing one of THOSE things. Questions bursted, along with screams. ❛Why does that man look dead? He’s still moving.❜ ❛Why do they try to eat people?❜ Miss Evans tries to move the kids away. They seemed to be in a trance, terrified, but could not look away even if they tried to. Blood painted the streets, along with cars and walls. 

Something light up in Catherine’s mind, finally feeling the rush of adrenaline and fear through her veins. If they could be don’t on the streets, they could be entering their high school. Taking advantage of the racket, the girl packed all her belongings into her backpack, took her sweater, and left the class with her teacher yelling behind, but too afraid to follow the girl out. Kids and teachers already freaking out, running through the hallways, screaming, PRAYING. Stairs up, Catherine was determined to find Jodelle as fast as she could, to warn her, just to see her well. Maybe, the voice in her mind told her she would be safer with her, that she would know what to do better than anyone in that building. The kid tried to avoid all the people rushing through, maybe searching, as her, for their siblings. Cat looked through the door’s window, searching for Jodelle’s presence. Her heart SKIPPED a beat when she didn’t saw her in her usual spot. She got closer to the window, ‘til she hit her forehead with it, still searching, ignoring the blow. Lower lip tembling, she could feel tears coming, still looking through. 

[dailyshameless]

[tragedysavior]

person: you look dead

me: thanks

[lilyyjamessarchive]

odeya rush as hannah in the goosebumps trailer 

[sevimliucube-deactivated2021051]

[motheriing]

*       SHE IS ALMOST PROUD. The girl isn’t of her own womb, so full pride is never truly given to those not of flesh and blood. But she treats her no different, in truth. Smile is kind as she places a hand upon her shoulder in a cheering pat. 

❝ You did good, Kiddo. ❞

( sc ;; @tragedysavior

[tragedysavior]

She had never been fond of the idea that her father had MULTIPLE wives. It was a thought that she could never wrap her head around. Truth is was, nothing has been NORMAL after the outbreak, and that something Cat was sure about. 

❛Thanks you — Miss. ❜ Lips curved in a sincere smile,tugging the knife back into it’s CASE. The girl had been training, and for her surprise, Lisa had been watching for more than she could know about. 

[falltogrvce]

@tragedysavior / sc.

                    the last thing she’d expected was to see the young woman fiddling with a gun ——— they had no need for them inside the walls, at least beth had thought. of course she still carried her own after deanna’s death but she was trained … as far as she knew, catherine was … not. ending up beside the brunette, beth’s brows raised, lip’s apart for a moment as she considered her words. ❛ … do you wanna do some target practice ?? ❜ because it could easily become necessary ——— with rick’s talks about some guy named negan. 

[tragedysavior]

Catherine knew they were not allowed to have guns inside the walls, at least not the people that were NOT so sure of how to use them. But she could not let that one go, the girl had grown closer to the WEAPON — which had a name carved on the handle, her MOTHERS —. Thing was, she had used it before coming into Alexandria, but not more than once or twice.

With a knife, Cat was tediously decorating around the carved name. As she tried to bring together a pattern of FLOWERS and leaves. Eyes up at owner of that sweet voice. ❛S — Sure. I would be nice sometime — I think. ❜  A small smile accompanying her response. Knife stopped moving around the unloaded GUN.

[tragedysavior]

I need some papa x daughter situation. 

WHERE ARE MY NEGANS THAT DO ACCEPT CHILDREN ???

I have love and lots of ideas.

[kiiillers-blog]

@tragedysavior  liked this for a starter.

here he was, kneeling with the rest of his group in a line.  carl was beside him and catherine on his other side with abraham on her other side and rick on carl’s other side.  there were some who were in tears, unable to figure out what to do;  completely stuck and liam was one who showed no expression though on the inside, he was very frightened.  especially for his mother who was too frail to even be in a line-up like this.  he inhaled deeply and glared dangerously at the saviors who circled them guns out and ready to use if any of them tried anything.  he glanced at catherine briefly and reached for her hand, giving it a small squeeze of reassurance before he released it.  one of them was going to die tonight;  maybe even two, but he knew that everyone would be spared.

[tragedysavior]

Catherine wasn’t less SCARED than the others. In fact, her expression did give the right look of what she was feeling inside. Watery eyes, as her sight god blurrier because of the upcoming TEARS. She could not more, speak, or even think. Whole body paralyzed at the thought of DEATH itself. Eyes fixed on the ground, trying to hide her face from those people. The last thing she wanted to do was give them such pleasure of breaking people THAT easily.

A small SOB escaped from her lips. Whole body shaking, and as the heat from the male approached her trembling hand, cold as ice from the night weather. Slowly, her head turned to face Liam, HIDING behind her darks locks. As much as she tried to, expression could not be changed to reassure the boy that Cat was —as much as she could be— doing okay.