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troubled teen turns creep turns serial killer

budding serial killer oc. +10 years role-playing experience. highly triggering material. mod & muse are +21.

so uhhhh. obviously my numbers muse has run a little dry. so im over here experimenting w a new disgusting boy. :)))

#sorry i ghosted yall for like 3mo #yall know im a heaping pile of shit by now though so #im also not deleting this blog because i fucking adore anton #and i just might come back if he feels like playing along

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you think i need you? oh please, don’t make me laugh

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“Ultraviolence.”

— n. A term used in the book Clockwork Orange, meaning unnecessary, unprovoked, brutal violence; violent acts simply for the thrill and entertainment of it.

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cropvamp:

marko was used to hearing comments on his appearance. though, no one usually had the balls to say it to his face. his nostrils flare as the smell of alcohol hits his nose and he’ll let out a sigh. “what one would you rather me be, shit breath?” the words come out slow, easy. his expression could be considered bored if anything else.

Anton cocked his head sideways and pursed his lips, as if in deep thought (though he was fending off a smile). Whether this was all some joke or an actual argument in the making, it was tough to tell, but Anton was thoroughly enjoying himself in either case. “Hippy. Hippies got weed. You don’t look like you got weed, though. You kind’a look like the type’a guy that pops his mommy’s painkillers t’ me. But, who knows. Maybe you’re just some pretty-boy faggot.” He jabbed Marko in the shoulder with a snort “So, which is it, huh? You’re a gay boy, aren’t’cha?”

#i'd support that decision #cropvamp

@malvivicntc liked for a short starter!

He’d been relaying back and forth from the bathroom since he entered the dinner – sitting, head down, in his booth, rising to drift to the bathroom, heaving his guts into the toliet, then returning, paler than before. Jesus, Anton wouldn’t drink absinthe again for months. Slowly, he rose his head, pointing glassy eyes towards the woman at the table opposite of him, then back at his own empty one. Then, after a long stretch of silence, he pointed a finger at her glass of water. “Hey, sweetheart, could I–” he let his voice trail in a wordless request for a sip. “The waiters here are dogshit.”

#hope this works for you!#just lmk if you'd like me to rework it #malvivicntc