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i’ve gone ahead and lost all of my icons of venin’s faceclaim. not quite sure i should exist here any longer. if anyone would like a starter, please let me know. (but be warned i will be debating whether or not i should delete. no hard feelings)
the very last thing that you will see before you DIE is my s m i l e
i will always have nightmares of that day. no matter how much time has passed, i will always remember. the nightmares will never allow me to forget. i will never allow myself to forget.
(via nixreginam)
I wanted to destroy everything beautiful I’d never have.
Chuck Palahniuk (via mookkyul)
‘MERCY!’ they cried, ‘PLEASE — HAVE MERCY!’
‘SORRY,’ you sneered, ‘—I’M ALL OUT OF MERCY.’
👣 (unnxcessary, b ye)
meme
More than once, Venin had been rather wary of the thought of becoming a father. What if he could not resist a sudden surge of hunger? What if the small, defenceless child became his next meal? His partner, his beloved, the mother of his child would most certainly never forgive him if that happened. Yet, the actual possibility of it happening seemed a little hasty. Since his Contractor passed away, Venin found himself rejecting the very thought of food. Within this time was when his precious Harpy had decided to (take pity? Take charge?) help the man. Slowly, but surely, Venin found a different side to him that he had speculated to have been long dead.
The side that cared.
Which is why he stood here now, hovering beside the crib where his first-born child slept peacefully; tucked beneath an amount of soft comforters. Venin watched its every movement, finding the edges of his lips quirk whenever the small Chain made a soft sound. Then finally, when its large eyes –which were a perfect mixture of the infant’s mother’s golden hues and Venin’s original emerald colour– opened up to stare towards the Snake, Venin froze.
I will not hurt this child. I will not hurt this child. I will not hurt this child.
With uncertainty, Venin reached down into the crib and gingerly picked up the rather energetic baby (probably something it got from his mother). Dark locks of ebony-brown covered the top of this beautiful child and Venin smiled as his, his, little Chain squealed with delight upon being picked up by its father.
Small hands inspected the right side of the man’s face, something Venin supposed was normal for a keen child. Babies would always be curious for the things that seemed even a little out of place, right? Just like the right side of Venin’s face where those long scars graced themselves from his eyebrow and down over his cheek, and even though a hefty amount of scales had instinctively grown over the old wounds, it was indeed out of place from the rest of his relatively scale-free face.
“Gentle now, little one.” Venin whispered, flicking his forked-tongue at the child. In turn, a small bubble of laughter rose up from his child’s lungs and the man only smiled even more. “Let’s go find your mother, yes?”
I will protect you always. I will protect you always. I will protect you always.
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Sits in his snake's lap.
Holds the young Chain close. Peppers a few kisses against the Harpy’s neck with a hiss of content to compliment the affection.
allthewritethings:
i knew i was something truly E V I L when i was surrounded by so much P A I N
& all i could bring myself to do was S M I L E
☀ (eye--thief, s ends one here too b ecause they're both in the circus??? m aybe af ter Sp arrow gets his "greetings" from some of the visitors af ter the s how??? id ek it's late o'clock man)
meme
A snap of a sound, the dull aroma of sweetness, sweat and exhaustion. His dearest most precious friend. He would know that scent anywhere. Venin had practically crawled on his hands and knees just to reach the other side of the cage before Sparrow had even made it into view. The snake man’s hands gripped the iron bars and he pressed his face against the cool metal, more eager for his friend than words could ever describe. Unlike most of the other freaks, Venin couldn’t leave his cage so freely. It was unfair, especially when some of his fellow circus members (such as Sparrow) needed help at times, especially when the bad type of visitors came to see the beasts in their cages after the show.
He could see the man now and he was already reaching through the bars to cup Sparrow’s face. An ugly bruise was decorating the left half of his face and Venin internally screamed. Sometimes drunkards or even children would reach into the cages and grab at the items on display. Sometimes their hair would get caught in a fist and they would be tugged downward until their faces hit the uncomfortable metal that layered the floor to their carts. The bruise that was on Sparrow’s cheek could very well have been put there because of that, or maybe there was more to it than that. Either way, Venin wanted to do nothing more but pull the man close and hold him.
“I’m sssorry…” that I couldn’t protect you.
☀ (monstre--maudit. more like steps in and hands him food)
meme
Tonight’s show would be the second-to-last act in their newly-made spot. They would always set up a few miles away from town, never wanting to be too close to people when they didn’t need to be and never wanting to be too far for the sake of the people who had to walk from their homes to come and see the show. His act in this whole thing was a rather important one. It was dangerous and somehow that made it entertaining. He didn’t really understand it, but if it made the Ringleader happy then that ruled out the possibilities of going without dinner every night. Circus life was cruel like that.
His ears were filled with the sounds of leaves and twigs crunching. Slowly, he looked up from the snake that had been slipping through his fingers and around his hand, a frown appearing on his abnormally scaly face. Bright, emerald eyes blinked once at the figure in front of the cage now and he watched as they reached out towards the iron bars.
“…” Venin stayed silent. He knew this one. They were…odd. (Funny coming from someone like him).
“…You sssshould be with your brother.” The man eventually spoke. There was a hiss in his tone, something that he couldn’t help much. He pushed up from his spot in the back of the cage to walk over to the edge where the other person was standing. They looked as though they wanted to climb in…
“It’ssss not…sssafe back here.” Without a thought, he raised his hand and placed his smooth palm over the hand gripping the iron bars of the cage. “You..can’t be ssseen with me before the ssshow.”`