horns like a devil.

i'll cut your little heart out, 'cause you made me cry.

[unholied]

other party members:  d... did you just vomit insects dessie, wiping spiders from her mouth: huh?

[heireating]

           BOOK STARTERS VOL.44     DUBLINERS     JAMES JOYCE 

❛ Yet your name is like a summons to all my foolish blood. ❜

❛ Better pass boldly into that other world, in the full glory of some passion, than fade and wither dismally with age. ❜

❛ You live a short distance from your body. ❜

❛ Too excited to be genuinely happy. ❜

❛ I want real adventures to happen to myself. ❜

❛ Gazing up into the darkness I see myself as a creature driven and derided by vanity; and my eyes burn with anguish and anger. ❜

❛ In your eyes I will ascent to an angelical stature. ❜

❛ We cannot give ourselves: we are our own. ❜

❛ No one would think he’d make such a beautiful corpse. ❜

❛ Every bond, is a bond to sorrow. ❜

❛ There is no doubt about it: if you want to succeed you have to go away. ❜

❛ It fills me with fear, and yet I long to be nearer to it.  ❜

❛ I wish you and yours every joy in life, and tons of money, and may you never die till I shoot you. ❜

❛ There’s no friends like the old friends. ❜

❛ I feel that I have been outcast from life’s feast. ❜

❛ Why is it that words like these seem to me so dull and cold? Is it because there is no word tender enough to be your name? ❜

❛ I remember well your eyes, the touch of your hand and my delirium. ❜

❛ My life will be lonely too until I, too, die, cease to exist, become a memory - if anyone remembers me. ❜

❛ Drew the blankets over my head and tried to think of Christmas. ❜

❛ In my heart I always despised him a little. ❜

❛ All the seas of the world tumble about my heart. You are drawing me into them: you will drown me.  ❜

❛ Then I remembered what I had been waiting for.  ❜

❛ Every place is immoral. ❜

❛ If it’s not your business it’s my business and I mean to see to it. ❜

❛ I won’t be fooled. ❜

❛ I could hear nothing: the night was perfectly silent. I listened again: perfectly silent. ❜

❛ After three weeks she found a wife’s life irksome and, later on, when she was beginning to find it unbearable, she had become a mother. ❜

❛ There was a heavy odour in the room – the flowers. ❜

❛ Real adventures do not happen to people who remain at home: they must be sought abroad. ❜

❛ My body is like a harp and your words and gestures are like fingers running upon the wires. ❜

[unholied]

hello.....

[unholied]

orcsof·:

Sof’s boots were caked in mud, so she had been stomping. The expression on her face now shows why you just don’t tell her to stop doing something. She’s making perfect, defiant eye-contact as she stomps her feet harder. “Why are you such a pussy?”

SHE  HATES  THIS.   this  is  why  dessandra  keeps  to  herself.   with  a  look  of  pure  contempt,   she  turns  her  entire  body  to  face  the  orc - elf  hybrid.     ‘    excuse  me  for  not  wanting  to  die,   i  guess,    ’     she  hisses,  baring  her  pointed  teeth.     ‘    i  don’t  know  what’s  here,   that’s  why  we  need--   let’s....  you  need  to  stop  making  noise.    ’

[splattermemes-deactivated202007]

Witchy Starters

as requested by anon. Feel free to change pronouns or anything else !

“I need a new familiar.”

“It’s a love potion! What could possibly go wrong?”

“My broom needs to be taken to the mechanic again.”

“If ___ only knew the kinds of things I could do to him/her/them…”

“I’m only a witch, not a miracle worker.”

“Halloween is my aesthetic.”

“Where can a witch find some decent beetle eyes around here?”

“Please don’t tell me that you just sat on my wand.”

“Do you think this is Harry Potter or something?”

“You can’t just say a bunch of words that sound like Latin and expect to make magic.”

“What? No magic here. Just gals being pals.”

“Of course I’m a witch. I just don’t have green skin or face warts.” / “I really wish I looked like a cartoon witch. That would be awesome.”

“Stop putting your potion ingredients in the fridge!”

“Magic is a sophisticated craft. You can’t just say ‘pizza-us apparatus’.”

“I can’t believe that this spell is too advanced for me.”

“The only family I would marry into is the Addams family.”

“I can pass as a goth.”

“Look, I’m sorry I turned you into a toad.” / “If I had it my way, you’d still be eating flies.”

“What are you gonna do? Burn me at the stake?”

“Be nice to my familiar. Our souls are literally bonded.”

“How dare you accuse me of trying to sneak a potion into your food?!”

“We have to ask ourselves: what are magic’s limitations? Like, can it unburn my chicken nuggets?”

“Why would I clean when the dishes can do themselves?”

“Some people just don’t appreciate magic the way that they should.”

“I told you not to summon demons in the house!”

“I may be a witch, but at least I’m not a bitch.”

“Just because I do magic and find girls cute, I ‘dance with the devil’? No way! He owes me money, I’d never dance with him.”

[unholied]

META :// MAGE-PHOBIA.

I’VE  MENTIONED  THIS  IN  PASSING,   but  here’s  some  detail  on  it.    dessie  does  come  from  a  community  where  magic  isn’t  so  readily  accepted,  despite  it  being  kind  of  commonplace  in  larger  cities  etc.    in  particular,  magic  which  is  not  acquired  via   so - called  conventional  means    (   e.g.   a  learned  wizard’s  acquisition  and  harnessing  of magic  through  controlled  study,   or  a  devout  cleric’s  divine  powers  granted  because  of   service  to  his  deity   vs.   a  sorcerer’s  innate  magic   or  the  oracle  as  an  unpredictable  force  of  his  patron’s  power   )    is  certainly  feared.  

 as  a  small,   rural - based  community,  dessie’s  hometown  has,  in  the  past,   been  targeted  by  those  who  would  misuse  this  power.   wariness  and  distrust  of  magic - users  seems  warranted.   past  events  have  fostered  a  general  negative  attitude  towards  mages  of  all  kind   (   save  for  maybe  a  high  priest  or  two  in  the  town’s  temples,   though  use  of  their  powers  would  rarely  go  beyond  healing  ) .    local  bookshops  do  not  keep  any  scrolls  etc.  or  specific  info  on  the  arcane  arts.   people  who  do  want  to  study  magic,  though  rare,   will  go  elsewhere.   not  only  is  it  heavily  frowned  upon,  there  just  aren’t  any  resources  for  it.

despite  being  a  prepared  caster,  and  not  actually  officially  acquiring  her  powers  until  after  making  her  pact  with  her  patron,   still  displayed  a  tendency  toward  the  arcane  at  a  young  age.   this  is  not  innate  per  se –   i  maintain  it  was  her  patron  attempting  to  set  events  in  motion  through  her  that  would  lead  her  to  being  exiled  and,  in  desperation,  making  the  pact  with  them.   not  only  is  resentment  towards  dessandra  on  a  racial  level,   but  magephobia  factors  into  it  too.   dessandra  anticipates  similar  treatment  upon  leaving  initially,  but  comes  to  realise  that  magic,   although  not  commonplace  and  for  some,  still  frightening,  is  not  so  terribly  regarded  in  larger  cities.

[unholied]

‘    STOP--   DOING  THAT.    stomping...   your  feet  like  that.    why  are  you  making  so  much  noise  ?    are  you  an  idiot  ?    ’

@orcsof

[unholied]

dessie loves girls but shes scared to talk to them..... what if they talk back

[shialagod]

Ginger & Rosa (2012)

[unholied]

imagine  encountering  low  level  dessie  and  all  she  does  is  give  u  mean  looks  and  laugh  evily  and  you  think  this  is  unnerving  but.....  why  is  she  not  physically  fighting  me  little  do  u  realise  she  is  hexing  u  and  ur  about  to  go  down.

[unholied]

starter  call  ✌

[actuallyitsduchannes]

[unholied]

fuck u man

alright

[toprovokemoved]

@unholied tell your followers 2 follow me, i disappeared for two months and now there’s only three people on my dash and i’m one of them

[unholied]

DON’T  WANNA  LIVE  IN  FEAR  AND  LOATHING.

    blue eyes are   wide   as they stare at the stranger. she has to fight down her initial reaction, hand reaching for her dagger, as she darts closer to the girl.  “ um. sorry to bother you, but do — do you   know  there’s a spider on your shoulder?? ”  she hates bugs, and this spider was particularly large.

@unholied / sc.

❛   NO--   DON’T...    ❜         panicked,   she  stumbles  over  protests,   dancer  appears  to  sense  danger  and  retreats  into  her  robes  as  dessandra  takes  a  defensive  stance,  fingers  crackling  with  a  green  arcane  energy.           ❛      he’s  mine,  don’t....   stay  away.    just  leave  him.       ❜

[shock]

list of bastards

1. my dad

2. god

3. my dad

4. my dad

[vhsmeme]

* hurt prompts

‘ are you bleeding? ’

‘ take it easy. you hit your head. ’

‘ where does it hurt? ’ 

‘ sit still and let me take a look! ’

‘ how did you get that black eye? ’ 

‘ you should see the other guy. ’ 

‘ did i say you could get out of bed? ’

‘ that’s going to leave a bruise. ’

‘ i’ll get some ice. ’ 

‘ that’s what you get for picking fights. ’

‘ are you trying to give me a heart attack? ’

‘ what’s wrong with you? ’

‘ you can barely stand. ’

‘ did you throw the first punch? ’

‘ that’s a nasty bump. ’

‘ get in the car. you’re going to the hospital. ’

‘ at least bandage it. ’ 

‘ no, you’ll get an infection. ’ 

‘ wet floor signs are there for a reason, you know. ’

‘ you’re lucky. that icicle could’ve killed you. ’

‘ where’s your gratitude? i rescued you! ’

‘ i’m calling the nurse. ’

‘ was that stupid dare worth it? ’

‘ what happened to you? ’

‘ sit down. i’ll make some hot chocolate and fix you right up. ’

‘ are those bandages? ’

‘ you need stitches. ’

‘ look out for that tree branch. ’

‘ i’ve got you. just stay awake. can you do that for me? ’

‘ lean on me. ’

‘ you got two choices: let me carry you, or die out here. take your pick. ’

‘ shit, you’re burning up. ’  

‘ you’re not dying. it’s only a sprained ankle. ’

‘ lie down. ’

‘ i’m sorry. i know it hurts. here, hold my hand. ’

‘ you’re in no condition to be walking around. ’

‘ wake up! wake up! ’

‘ i don’t feel sorry for you. ’

‘ look at your face! ’