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°◦ ☆ : → UPDATE : hello my honey bunches , so I’m currently only weeks away from going into labor ( WHICH I AM SO EXCITED ABOUT CAUSE I FEEL LIKE IM CARRYING A WATERMELON 24/7 ) , but anyway I am NOT going on hiatus just going on low activity so replies will be slow as I will get on when I can . THAT BEING SAID EVEN IF WE ALREADY HAVE A THREAD AND YOU WANT ANOTHER OR EVEN IF WE’VE NEVER INTERACTED LIKE THIS PUPPY FOR A STARTER !

#⟨ °◦ ☆ OOC ⟩ → ❝ ᵈᵃᶦˢʸˢ ʰᵒᶫʸ ᵐᵃᵐᵃ #⟨ °◦ ☆ OPEN ⟩ → ❝ ᵐᵘᵗᵘᵃᶫˢ ᵒᶰᶫʸ #even tho im already hella slow

°◦ ☆ : → ❝ There’s already a FIGHT, DeWitt. Only question is, whose SIDE are you on? ❞

#voxxpopulli #⟨ °◦ ☆ SELF PROMO ⟩ → ❝ ʰᵒᶫʸ ᵐᵃᵐᵃˢ ˢᵉᶫᶠ ᵖᶫᵘᵍ #bioshock #BioShock RP #video game rp #video games #hi yes i love this

priimaxdonna

‹ ° ◦ ♪ › ┇ → ❝ primadonna your SONG shall never die ! ❞

#⟨ °◦ ☆ SELF PROMO ⟩ → ❝ ʰᵒᶫʸ ᵐᵃᵐᵃˢ ˢᵉᶫᶠ ᵖᶫᵘᵍ #follow me over here too if ya want

candycorn-queen

Headcanon Meme

Put a symbol (or several) and a character/characters/ship in my ask box, and I’ll give you a headcanon. Yes. Do it. ☾ - sleep headcanon ★ - sad headcanon ☆ - happy headcanon ☠ - angry/violent headcanon ✿ - Sex headcanon ■ - Bedroom/house/living quarters headcanon ♡ - romantic headcanon ♥ - family headcanon ☮ - friendship headcanon ♦ - quirks/hobbies headcanon ☯ - likes/dislikes headcanon ▼ - childhood headcanon ∇ -. old age/aging headcanon ♒ - cooking/food headcanon ☼ - appearance headcanon ൠ - random headcanon ◉ - Any other question of your choosing

#⟨ °◦ ☆ MEMES ⟩ → ❝ ᵐᵉᵐᵉ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵈʳᵉᵃᵐˢ #ask me about my daughter #⟨ °◦ ☆ QUEUE ⟩

°◦ ☆ : ‹ LADY COMSTOCK ›

SILKS RUSTLING, HISSING: SECRETS AND HYMNS straining to escape from the seams of her dress though light step heralded a most joyful approach. NOT HOLY, NO: HUMAN AND GREEN. More suited for weaving daisy chains and lounging in city parks than an ALTAR laden with all manner of offerings. Not woman, not mother ( ! ) but GIRL with a sunshine smile that seemed so PROVINCIAL. Such was the blessing of a NEW LIFE: such was the gaiety of one who had yet to realise that even cages could be beautiful, if woven slowly enough. “Miss Fitzroy!” A radiant smile gracing features; steps grinding to a halt as she came to stand next to the taller girl, hands plastered to the small of her back though she fidgeted, yearned to break though the thin veil of GILT she’d cloaked herself in at Prophet’s behest. “Prayer was… Prayer was invigorating. I’ve hardly a head to lead a sermon, but here I am! How has your morning been? Not too long, I hope.”

A step closer; inquisitive gaze peering at the linens held in Fitzroy’s arms before she opened her own. “Let me help? I’ve nothing to do at the moment, aside from writing; but that can wait.” A pause: her grandmother had always admonished that run-away tongue of hers; her Prophet and his men would have called her chatter ceaseless. Stupid girl: men will not listen to you even when you scream. Smile faltered; she stilled, quieted, hands smoothing down her skirts nervously. “Are you settling in well?”

°◦ ☆ : → KINDNESS ; AN UNKNOWN FEELING : she had experienced kindness when she lived down below , before the passing of her aunt . it had become a distant feeling , one she was not used to . lips curl into a soft smile . ( this one’s got heart , she ain’t like the rest of them men . ) perhaps in another world , the two would be equal . yet that was a FOOLISH notation to think . she knew her place , she was there to serve them , there to work , & there to earn her KEEP . she ignores the question , fearfully of exposing the truth of how she was settling in .

→ ❝ Lady Comstock . it is no harm , I can take of these linens by myself , you’re the lady of the house you need not bother with them boring housekeeping chores . ❞

#sanctamater #⟨ °◦ ☆ GOD MADE FOOLISH GIRLS ⟩ V . O2 → ❝ ᵖʳᵉ ᵛᵉʳˢᵉ #⟨ °◦ ☆ QUEUE ⟩

°◦ ☆ : ‹ THE LAMB ›

WELCOME TO THE WAR; a rude awakening from within the eye of a gold-painted angel, pulled from her gilded cage and put on trial for the SINS of a father she didn’t KNOW, from a world she’d never seen - but consequently, she knew nothing of the vox, an army that had seemingly been fighting a battle scrubbed neatly from any books about the history of Columbia. Even phrases like “the lamb”, “the miracle child”, “the false shepherd”…they seemed to be common knowledge, but whatever IMPORTANCE they might have had was lost on her.

“Comstock is not my father.”

°◦ ☆ : → CHILD PLUCKED FROM SOCIETY : she knows the feeling all to well . this lamb stands in front of her , & yet she feels pity . hatred ; almost OBLIGATION to hate those from comstock’s house . she sees a blind child in front of her , one lacking the knowledge of SINS that have been committed to people whom wanted nothing more than a place to call HOME .

→ ❝ so . you ain’t got the same opinions on the city as the FALSE prophet then ? ❞

#cloudtorn #⟨ °◦ ☆ SEEMED LIKE HEAVEN ⟩ V . O1 → ❝ ᵐᵃᶦᶰ ᵛᵉʳˢᵉ #yay elizabeth #⟨ °◦ ☆ QUEUE ⟩

‹ @songbirdtm ›

°◦ ☆ : → NO ONE WILL BE PLAYED A FOOL : carefully planned revenge , plans which have taken months to accomplish . living in the shadows , staying SILENT . she ain’t no fool , cunning , she is cunning . each day at a time they advance , further & further into the FALSE heaven . ( the city will crumble . ) pleasantly surprised when the vox captures columbia’s CREATURE . beneficial , if they can get the bird to speak , horrifying if they are played for fools . she takes no chances with this one . it ain’t like capturing a founder & holding them hostage , this is the CITY’S bird , he belongs to the city , he belongs to the lamb , he belongs to comstock .

→ ❝ songbird . never thought we’d be capturing you up . don’t think bout playin’ us for some fools . we’ll KILL you on spot if we must . ❞

#songbirdtm #⟨ °◦ ☆ SEEMED LIKE HEAVEN ⟩ V . O1 → ❝ ᵐᵃᶦᶰ ᵛᵉʳˢᵉ #its been 84 years #im sorry this took forever #⟨ °◦ ☆ QUEUE ⟩

@quantcm // sc !

°◦ ☆ : → FALSE ACCUSATIONS FUEL HATRED : footsteps sounding like clashing thunder as she runs through the city . ( it ain’t suppose to be like this . ) angry & hateful shouts roar through the false heaven . foolish ; quite foolish to think she could have a place . to think she would be ACCEPTED . ( aunt was right , they ain’t care bout people like us . ) there is no escape from the roar that echos in the city , she hears it at every corner . ‘MURDER! MURDER! MURDER!‘ fearfully tears began to break the seems of her eyes . she ain’t no murder , she have no care for the FALSE prophet , however lady comstock was different . without hesitation she pushes herself through doors , hiding from the city . she cares not who is in the building , if its a fight they want , then a fight they’ll get . she ain’t DYING tonight .

→ ❝ my apologies for runnin’ in your home , I ain’t lookin’ for a fight . ❞

#quantcm #⟨ °◦ ☆ GOD MADE FOOLISH GIRLS ⟩ V . O2 → ❝ ᵖʳᵉ ᵛᵉʳˢᵉ #im sorry this took so long #⟨ °◦ ☆ QUEUE ⟩

@cloudtorn // sc !

°◦ ☆ : –→ HATRED TOWARDS THIS FALSE HEAVEN : carefully planned revenge was falling into place . the truth being burned before Columbia’s eyes . first Fink would go then Comstock . joyful in the triumph that was the vox . justice would be served , this false heaven would crumble , the people would be free . the miracle child in her grasp , would she turn to be foe ? or perhaps a surprising ally . hesitant ; she had her reserves , she needed to be certain this would play out CORRECTLY . she wouldn’t risk the chance of an attack on the vox .

–→ ❝ E Comstock . the miracle child , the lamb , are you to turn out like your father ? or does one like you have different views ? ❞

#cloudtorn #⟨ °◦ ☆ SEEMED LIKE HEAVEN ⟩ V . O1 → ❝ ᵐᵃᶦᶰ ᵛᵉʳˢᵉ

taunyatta

#⟨ °◦ ☆ COLUMBIA ⟩ → ❝ ᵃ ᶠᵃᶫˢᵉ ʰᵉᵃᵛᵉᶰ

deco-devolution

What’s the price you’re willing to pay so that others may live free from the yoke? DeWitt knew the price, and paid it willingly. And I sense what the Lutece twins will one day ask a’ me. So far, their counsel has served me well – served the revolution well. If a bullet takes me, so be it. But to offer myself up as a lamb? When I come to my garden of Gethsemane, will I play my role willingly… or will I burn the place down to the roots?

#⟨ °◦ ☆ AESTHETICS ⟩ → ❝ ᵘᶰᵈʸᶦᶰᵍ ᶠᶦʳᵉ ᶦᶰ ʰᵉʳ ʰᵉᵃʳᵗ

°◦ ☆ : –→ LIKE THIS POST : like this post for a random starter , if you want to plot something instead just pop into my IM. Length & verses will vary.

#⟨ °◦ ☆ OOC ⟩ → ❝ ᵈᵃᶦˢʸˢ ʰᵒᶫʸ ᵐᵃᵐᵃ #⟨ °◦ ☆ OPEN ⟩ → ❝ ᵐᵘᵗᵘᵃᶫˢ ᵒᶰᶫʸ

°◦ ☆ : --→ HEAD DOWN , DON’T MAKE A SCENE : her aunt instilled the mindset of staying invisible . a slight HATRED in her , she had already been lied too . she thanked god however , she got in good when they offered her the position at Comstock house .

them other girls would talk , their whispers would fill her ears . she stayed SILENT . aunt k taught to stay out of that drama , don’t engage in them whispers , say your prayers silently . for there would a time , she would get her platform , her VOICE would be heard .

linens in her arms , she walks through the halls . ( keep them footsteps quiet Asiy . ) no sign of the prophet or his wife , the house quieter , peaceful when he ain’t around . she hears the soft footsteps approaching . quick moves she pushes herself against the wall as she walks . ( stay out of their way . ) shoulders tense & only ease when she notices its HER walking through the hall .

--→ ❝ good day Lady Comstock . I pray your morning prayer was refreshing . ❞

@sanctamater

#sanctamater #⟨ °◦ ☆ GOD MADE FOOLISH GIRLS ⟩ V . O2 → ❝ ᵖʳᵉ ᵛᵉʳˢᵉ