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ʰᵘᶰᵗᵉʳ ᵒᶠ ᵇᵉᵃˢᵗˢ

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' Fuck you and fuck your mother and fuck the fucking horse you fucking rode in on. '

ＡＭＥＲＩＣＡＮ ＧＯＤＳ ( ᵐᵉᵐᵉ ) | not accepting anymore

“ — Aren't you supposed to be royalty or something like that ? ” INSULTS FLIES OVER HIS HEAD, as it always did. Of steel is made his armor, the cracks within worned out iron repaired with indifference. That's how mockery slips on his tongue, like the bittersweet poison his anger produces - he tries to silene it, turning wrath into cynism ( he's too tired to shout ). But he won't even smile to his own deceptions, stern features hardly leaving his face.

“ — That's no way to adress an adult, kiddo. ” A SIGH CARRIES ALL THE WEIGHT OF HIS FATIGUE, and a beer, probably, the promise to forget.

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WHIPLASH. Got myself a job as a barmaid, which mean that my hunt for some work is now done, and so is my hiatus. Woop Woop

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Tagged by: @divinotis who’s a good bean Tagging: @kaledvoul @healersigned @devilglow @lupus-solitarius

REAL NAME: Justine NICKNAMES: Ju, juju, french toast SEXUALITY: lesbian PRONOUNS:  she / her ARE YOU A MORNING PERSON?:  oh boi WHEN SWIMMING, DO YOU PREFER TO DO IT IN THE OCEAN,  OR IN A LAKE?:  I was raised by the ocean and never liked how muddy lakes are so, yeah oceans. ANYONE YOU WOULD LIKE TO MEET IN REAL LIFE?: idk Cocteau but he’s tragically dead ANYONE YOU HAVE MET IN REAL LIFE?: Tarantino, the mangaka behind Berserk ( and I only realised it was him because when I talked about how great this manga was he said “thank u “ ), Béatrice Dalle, Jeanne Moreau, etc... WHEN DID YOU FIRST JOIN?: Eons ago, I’m an ancient being YOUR CURRENT ACCOUNT(S)?: pretendcr, abominamenti and this one ANY PEEVES?:  rude people UNPOPULAR OPINION: Peanapple on pizza is great and should be respected as a topping. DO YOU EASILY GET JEALOUS?:  nope I’m chill DO YOU EASILY GET ANGRY?: see precedent answer ARE YOU EASY TO CHEER UP?:  definitely, if my friends are hyper about something, chances are I will be. ARE YOU GOOD AT HIDING YOUR EMOTIONS?:  I’m sneaky and a good liar so I’d say yeah ? But I don’t really do that often. WHAT’S THE VERY BEST WAY TO CHEER YOU UP?: watching some lame movie while commenting it. Also beer.

ARE YOU CURRENTLY IN A RELATIONSHIP?:  I’m free as the wind. DO YOU CURRENTLY HAVE A CRUSH ON SOMEONE:  nope DO YOU KISS ON THE FIRST DATE?:  yes DO YOU PREFER GOING OUT,  OR STAYING HOME,  WHEN IT COMES TO DATES?:  I love going out, museums, bars, cinema, theater ; Whatever, as long as it happens outside. FAVORITE DRINK: Bloody Mary because I’m fancy just like that FAVORITE FOOD:  Beaf Carpaccio is life

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FLAWS.  BOLD WHAT APPLIES TO YOUR MUSE. 

easily scared | whiny | repetitive | selfish | ARROGANT | easily excitable | too silly | STUBBORN | blank minded | overly cautious | loud | easily bored | untrustworthy | disloyal | manipulative | over sensitive | possessive | clingy | obnoxious | gullible | annoying | judgmental | TACTLESS | merciless | UNLUCKY | soft-hearted | SARCASTIC | RECKLESS | paranoid | UNSOPHISTICATED | pushy | self-critical | SMART-ASS | solemn | erratic | antisocial | complex | dubious | egotistical | tongue-tied | TEMPERAMENTAL | lazy | sadist | masochist | predictable | withdrawn | skeptical | REBELLIOUS | PROUD | perfectionist | impatient | AUDACIOUS|

TAGGED BY.    @devilglow u amazing nerd TAGGING.      @venatordcminus @humanprayers @divinotis @katostrophy @vampirkiller @vampirovic @timeperish & anyone who wanna do this

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S Y P H A  ( ᵈᶤᵛᶤᶰᵒᵗᶤˢ ) ‘’

           “No one’s ever tried to burn me, if that’s what your asking.”  She keeps the magic secret until it’s NEEDED, and it oft isn’t —— that being said, Speakers tend to be pegged for witches or wizards without her showing off at all, if only because her people do not accept the church’ssimple answers as truth, absolute.  ( pretending they are all men helps, too.  the priests are crueler about magic from women than men, though that could not save father. )  “But yes, Gresit is hardly the first time I’ve been accused of being a WITCH.”

SYMPATHY AND IGNORANCE STEMS FROM A BLEEDING PRIDE, for he knows the pain of accusations, but not the price of magic. Hand in hand, his kind always worked with hers, but until today, he hardly had the pleasure to work with a witch - nor see the suffering of one.

HIS QUESTION WAS FOOLISH, but truth he needs to know, for there is not trust without it. Despite this suffering she lives though this tale she tells, he will find her forgivness by shedding some blood for the cause ( an eye for an eye, pain will be shared ). But this bound of understanding now cannot be broken : when victims rise, no pyre's light shall make the night white. “ — I didn't know I was dealing with a crook but then I guess it makes two of us. ” DRY HUMOUR ON THIS TONGUE, the seriousness of this situation hardly fits his taste of comedy. “ — I'm sorry, ok ? ”

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‘ Once you learn your answers, you can never unlearn them. ‘

ＡＭＥＲＩＣＡＮ ＧＯＤＳ ( ᵐᵉᵐᵉ ) | accepting

WORDS OF A WIZARD ARE THE WISEST, omens they breath into life, hardly reassuring - but aren't all warnings meant to fill you with fear ? He means well, it's all that counts. But kindness is not always to best response to vengeance - there's something that collides here, good intentions laced with the venom of resentment ( how challenging ).HE SEES ONLY HIS WILL TO GO THROUGH IT ALL, these blank spaces that need to be filled : secrets have never been part of his life - like festering fruits, they corrumpt the lot. He's deaf to all advices, stubborn as always ( his boken pride will birth his demise ).

STERN EYES OF BLUE LOOK BACK AT THIS ABYSS, one's own personal hell this man forsaw. “ — You're talking from experience ? ” A bitter answer to a hand extended, help criticized before the fall. He does not mean this, but years worth of pilled rage speak through him. “ — Thanks for the advice, but I know what I gotta do. ”

[samaraweaving]

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‘ You are so full of shit it’s a wonder your eyes don’t turn brown. ‘

ＡＭＥＲＩＣＡＮ ＧＯＤＳ ( ᵐᵉᵐᵉ ) | accepting

A STERN LOOK PAINTS HIS FEATURES, tired of all the jokes, but not enough to just leave the battlefield - he is at war with his own ego, and with the pride of a Hellish boy. A translation of his stubborness, perhaps of his idiocy too, his pettiness always prevails. Prince or not, he will get the wrath his kind deserves.

“ — You wanna go ? ” THE SHRIEK OF A WODDEN CHAIR DRAGGED AGAIN THE FLOOR, alcohol in the veins of a hunter, violence screams in the dead of the night.

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‘ Changes are coming. ‘

ＡＭＥＲＩＣＡＮ ＧＯＤＳ ( ᵐᵉᵐᵉ ) | accepting

THERE'S SOMETHING STRANGE ABOUT THIS ONE, a doll-like skin, alabaster that could shine under the light. Eyes of black and many lights, stance of grace, but not entirely human. And yet, his doubts does not creep in his mind as an evidence. If this is a beast standing before him, they play the role of a mortal at perfection ( should you forget the fearfull promise their words bring ).A BIT OF SURPRISE, a bit of shock, his feelings are not quite certain - but there's one thing as certain as the sun always rising at the end of the horizon : fear is making his bones shake. It's from this presence, overwhelming and menacing, that this childlike phobia blooms. As if the world had stopped only for him to hear such dark prayer, a whisper in the hear of the universe, he stays paralysed and lost.

UNTIL FINALY, the spell is broken : thoughts come and go, as fast as the light, drowning him into this wild flood of questions. What exactly is going to happen ? “ — Can’t you be a little less omenic, and a bit more precise ?... ” HESITATING, humour might not be wisely used in such a situation - but he needs it too keep his blood from boiling and his fears from talking.

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‘ This country would get along much better if people learned how to suffer in silence. ‘

ＡＭＥＲＩＣＡＮ ＧＯＤＳ ( ᵐᵉᵐᵉ ) | accepting

WORDS HEARD FROM THE STREET, frustration crawling under his skin - there's something so crude about thoughts uttered outloud, something cruel and vile in the wishes of such a man. But it's the lack of reaction, those shockless features that paint the mass' faces that makes his blood boils with rage. The conclusion of this global indifference struck his skull, fear and wrath colliding in one single reaction. SHOULD HE FOLLOW THE FLOCK AND REMAIN SILENT ? After all, he's no better : not even his action could save a population from damnation. Rising now would be so profoundly ironic. And yet, leaving this slander unanswered would make him sick, poisoning himself right to the core ( but he's no hero ).

“ — Or maybe if you’d learn to shut up... ” WHISPERED, loud enough to be heard, but as quiet to dodge the drama - what kind of courage is this ? Faced with this toff, a heart under his eye to replace the one he lacks, he find himself tamed like a dog, a leash this kind of men put around his neck right when his name was reduced to cinder. WHAT A SAD WORLD THEY LIVE IN, WHERE JUSTICE COWERS MEETING SOULS OF HIGHER STANDINGS.

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WHIPLASH. Bad Castlevania Summary : barbecue gone wrong

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inesprit a réagi à votre billet : ' I believe that all men are just overgrown boys...

this whole post is a mood

Big Mood™

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' I believe that all men are just overgrown boys with deep problems communicating. '

ＡＭＥＲＩＣＡＮ ＧＯＤＳ ( ᵐᵉᵐᵉ ) | accepting

HE WOULD HAVE THOUGHT OF A GRIMMER CONVERSATION, wisdom shared, no words intenting to underline his foolishness. And yet, here she comes, Death in all her grace speaking about the misery of men. And there is no contradiction to be uttered about this assesment, not even a brilliant thought crossing his mind or a clever come back. TRUTH BE TOLD, he is not himself the brightest example - conversations are rather avoided, never aknowledge as a serious matter. To say that his eloquency matches the glory of his name would be such a terrible mistake.

DEEP BLUE EYES LOSE THEIR SHARPNESS, a jaded gaze plunging his pupils into the vague painting of the horizon. The fatigue this veracity brings is overwhelming, as if fighting against this fact means nothing ( indeed, he won't ). Anf after all, ancient things know better. “ — I believe you're tragically right. ”

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❛ if they think you’re a hero, they’re wrong. ❜

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FINGERS CURLS IN A FIST, rage turning his skin white, deprived of blood as the vice of his own hands closes. Eyes of blue, piercing like icy trident cannot see through her, unable to transfix her core and nature - something that sets ablaze his wrath with every passing minute. IT'S THE TRUTH THAT HURTS THE MOST, like a pit into which you fall, unable to climb your way back to your sweet illusions - and she's an ugly woman, that Reality, fighting with her rotten teath, clawing you with her black nails. He could empty his lungs with all those screams he kept within - but danger is all around. To the face of a Witch, one better behave.

HE SWALLOWS HIS PRIDE, leaving behind a bitter taste in his mouth. But his broken ego tries not to win over his reason - she must not see all the pain that flows in his veins ; for she is the demise every mortal fears. High, up there, on her throne of dignity and satisfaction, she would feed on his despair ( sorceress, he wishes to see you this way : cruel and unfair ). No, he will not allow her to carry the truth in her words - this is not her role, not her place. As glorious as she is, eyes of the coldest gold shining with the knowledge of an oracle, he will deny her her right to see through him. “ — I never claimed to be one. But hero or not, I'm not gonna let you win. ”

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Alcohol literally is poison… I'ma still drink it though. I'ma still drink it

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‘ Don’t start anything you’re not prepared to finish. ‘

ＡＭＥＲＩＣＡＮ ＧＯＤＳ ( ᵐᵉᵐᵉ ) | accepting

HER WORDS LIKE DAGGERS AIMED RIGHT, straight to his heart. It hits him with a violence, a familiar philosophy that could have rang just right with the thoughts of a father lost. Oh, why are the Speakers so wise ? The truth he escaped for so long, only to meet her ambassador - what kind of cruel twist is this ? Or is it ? GOODNESS RADIATES IN HER ACTION, in the will of those people, peacefull and yet so fierce. It's been years now that he should have aknowledged such a war raging from the inside ( he should have nourrished this fire, turning it into a blaze ). His deeds did not aimed for what his wrath asked for : he stayed there, bitter, only silence as his side like an unsharpened blade. But now, things will change.

HE WAS NEVER ONE TO BELIEVE IN DESTINY, but this life of his drew paths of reason, and something - perhaps someone - made it so that Light would be seen again, healing the eyes of a blind man. Today, he will listen, for he once was told that the Speakers should always be heard. And by the courage of one, something he lacked, he hopes for her sparks ( this crude kindness ) to wake him up from his slumber. “ — Alright. ”A SIGH JUST FOR THE JOY OF CYNISM, blue hues answer to the severity of hers, a flick of determination he stole in her eyes now glimmering by the candle light. “ — Let's write the end of the story. Or at least tell it - Speaker thing right ? ”