( ✖. ░▌ ‘ chloroform. ’

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[vanderrwaals]

[norcal-nostalgia]

I want someone to see the dark parts of my mind, the messy, the scary, the destructive, and still choose to stay.

Tell me you love that I’m not all there (via lionsanarchy)

[untrustyou]

[wyderos-blog]

hey y’all it me . i was just checkin in nd i didnt want 2 leave u all hanging anyway, idk what happened 2 herb nd taylor nd things have died down a bit :-/ i def dnt wanna give this rp up bcos sm work was put into it but i dnt wanna continue on w it if everybody’s lost interest, u kno ?? anyway, if ur still into bein a part of this, lmk by liking this or smth and i’ll get up on the main w promos nd everything !! but if not, that’s ok i’ll understand and in like . the 3 days we were open every single one of u was so amazin 2 be around ty for showin interest in this !!

[wyderos-blog]

PATCH

         his shoulders move up and down at his words, “i do not know, i just do not have social media. it is not my thing.” the male says, nodding just a bit.  he listens to the boy’s words, his eyebrow not helping but to rise slightly. he slowly begins to nod though, his brown eyes moving to look over at the other, “that would be me, yes. uh… i guess? what is it.”

“ man of the hour, right here. ” his palm extends to provoke a congratulatory slap on the back. “ so y’know, i got this pornhub account, right ? and i wanna get the PREMIUM shit but there’s no fuckin’ way i’m about to pay to get it. so this is where you come in. ” his hands are gesticulating at the pursuit to emphasize the NECESSITY of patch’s work. “ is there some way to get me that account without the payment and shit ? i’ll keep it between the two of us, flick won’t even KNOW. ” a smirk emits from between his lips, dimpled cheeks pulled taut across his face.

[wyderos-blog]

HARLEEN

indignation settles ripe in the pit of her stomach and harleen can’t bite her tongue any longer. it’s NOT like she was too good at it in the first place. ‘ really ?? i thought you’d find that person by looking in the MIRROR, ‘ she sneered at him, folding her slim arms across her chest. ‘ i didn’t throw you out. i was like SEVEN. it was my mom who did, jerkoff. ‘

an incisive laugh falls from his lips and he’s doubled over at her initial acquisition. his digits run adjacent to his lip, tugging at the pliable skin. he’s being PETTY, and he knows of the infantilism he’s utilizing but he’s not stopping any time soon. “ i mean, the fact that you even accuse such things furthers my point. how fuckin’ deranged are you ? ” his tongue clicks —a soft sound. “ what a bitch she was. and to think, we could’ve been just the BEST of friends. ”

[wyderos-blog]

LEVI

“ let me guess – someone hasn’t been laid in awhile ?? nothin’ to be ashamed of, bud. maybe i should dig up that chick’s number, she might be willing to get involved in some charity work to relieve some of that tension. ”

“ get off that fuckin’ god complex you seem to be riding these days. i get that you’re trying to compensate for SOMETHING, but don’t make it my business. ”

[wyderos-blog]

HAYDEN

“Well, you’re entitled to your own opinion and whatnot, but it’s cute that you still have to put other people down to make yourself feel good kiddo. You keep doing you. I don’t know the only rat I can smell around here’s hair has become ridiculously overgrown. Seriously, dude– do you not have barbers in Harlem?”

“ nice try with the weak shots you keep throwing. for whatever reason in your head you think that you’re some CLEVER little thing, voicing off all these petty things and to be blatantly honest, i’ll tell you right now that the ego you’ve got going there needs to be toned down a notch. you’re only making yourself look like an idiot and these shitty EXCUSES for what are supposed to be insults aren’t leaving a dent. how about you do something productive worth both our time and say something more along the lines of logical ? it doesn’t even have to be completely, just BORDERLINE. at this point, anything would do with you. ”

[wyderos-blog]

PATCH

        patch placed the gun down, he wasn’t gonna cause any trouble or anything, so he just listened to the male. especially since he knew who the male was, but of course didn’t say anything. “i do not want to play russian roulette.” he responded softly, his eyes moving back to the laptop screen. his fingers silently tapped upon the keys of his keyboard, his eyes adjusted to the screen. “i do not have facebook. i am just doing things.”

at his temperate utterance a satirical simper stains his lips and he’s leaning up now, elbows resting against knees. “ god forbid you have social media. where ELSE are you gonna’ post the sick pics of all your activities. ” his hues strain to audit what exactly is on the computer screen, interest piqued at the blatant discretion. “ so then WHAT are you up to ? ” familiarity seeps into a locked vault in his head and he REMEMBERS. “ you’re that computer guy, huh ? look between you and me buddy, think you could do a lil’ something for me ? ”

[wyderos-blog]

LUNA

“JEEZ. alright , alright. but seriously though what where you saying when you interrupted the really cool story i was telling ??”

a strained sigh and roll of his optics. “ i SAID are they dead —‘cause i’m not about to have my ass put in jail AGAIN because you stupid shits can’t finish the wreck you caused. ”

[wnq-writers]

We fear silence, because it is only in the absence of noise that we can hear our deepest thoughts.

orangiejuice  (via wnq-writers)

[wyderos-blog]

LUNA

“ okay listen, i was walking late at night , minding my own damn business when suddenly these two large men started attacking me out of no where like who the fuck still even does that ?? ANYWAYS , i manage to pull out my favorite knife and stab one guy in the neck and the other on his chest. basically wha– wait, what did you say ? “

“ how fuckin’ USELESS are you if you can’t even pick up on some simple speech ? i don’t like REPEATING myself, luna. so here’s a tip if you plan on contributing your time here for any longer: get your shit together, and don’t make me say anything to you twice EVER. ”

[wyderos-blog]

HAYDEN

“Guess who’s back.”

“ you state that as if somebody’s to fucking know. you wanna be let in on the big secret ? you’re a god damned NOBODY and there isn’t a single person who cares about your whereabouts —so why don’t we rephrase that, huh ? should we guess what fuckin’ rat decided to make its presence known, much to the dismay of others ? ”

[wyderos-blog]

FINN

      he’s not sure what he’s doing up there or if he’s even going to stay and watch. but he’s intrigued, mostly by eros’s mannerisms and how he spoke. for the most part, the boy was always interested in the way people he encountered moved and spoke, though that didn’t say much for the fact that he cared to learn about said people. finn let himself move from the rooftop, leaping towards a fire escape, mostly to get a closer look.

his index finger is bracing to pull the trigger when a figure hooks his attention. it’s hardly a noticeable silhouette, a mesh of dark in the shadows and he FALTERS. it’s only for a second, but long enough to organize a distraction and he feels the bullet skim shoulder as the shot pierces through the alley. his lungs clamour a string of curses, each melting into the cement with the blood trickling from his wound. “ who the fuck is there ?! ” he’s shouting into the dark, an antic disposition as much as any but he’s SURE a body is present with the anonymity promised in hiding. he struggles to clot the blood descending across his chest, a constant reminder of the frustration in which he allowed himself to be preoccupied in the midst of something so VITAL. “ you son of a bitch, ” he mutters to the mangled wall as feet scurry in a lone direction, the opposing men and his own sure to hunt down and kill off the culprits responsible for his wound.

[wyderos-blog]

GRETA

– her mind fumbled all intentions, all faces in that moment. she didn’t process the man in front of her was actually a peer that she’s very familiar with, someone who she somehow resented but also respected. usually, she knew how she felt about nearly every person who crossed paths with her. the first impression was all it took for greta to pick up on a person’s vibe, but with eros, she experienced something peculiar, something like a stranger to her. his intentions were never clear– but she did feel the tension between the two with each glance into his eyes. maybe she was a threat, or maybe he was what she wanted to be; either way, he had a way of leaving her in a state of confusion. as she caught the forest-green eyes squinting behind the aim, she looked up towards the stars, as if to mask the roll of her eyes, “yeah, like you didn’t see me coming and physically could not move out of my way.” a small laugh escaped her mouth, following the sarcastic tone that was clinging to her words. the disrespectful posture had an opportunity to be taken the wrong way, with her hip popped and fingernails grasping her skin around that same area. eyes not in contact with the other, gazing into the dark nothing.

“ i’m so fuckin’ SURE you’re about to blame me for your stupidity. ” his tendons stretch to swipe at his cheek and swab at the cardinal fluid coating his face. a hiss emits from between his teeth, his optics glimpsing towards the sky with each harrowing shallow breath. “ why the fuck do i BOTHER with you. ” his thoughts run antithetical to his assertion. he knew why he kept her around and they were invariably there in every stolen glance her way. she was him, and though they contended in nearly every aspect of their being it was authentic in the fact that they were so alike. and maybe that’s why he couldn’t stand her, why he seethed at the mention of her name and assessed her with the same interest ( or disinterest for that matter ) he’d give to a polluted sidewalk. “ what the fuck are you doing out here besides bein’ a fuckin’ IDIOT. ”

[wyderos-blog]

PATCH

his fingers wrapped tightly around the handle of the fun, his pointer finger at the trigger. his eyes that had a hue of brown were adjusted as he awaited for someone to show themselves, let him reveal his paranoia just slightly. he finally caught who it was and upon their request, patch couldn’t deny it. he would not speak of whom it was, as he would get some much shit for it, but anything to not pull the trigger was enough for him. he nods his head, “ yeah, yeah - sorry. ” he bit his bottom lip, the gun setting back to it’s place close next to him. then he goes to sit back down, his eyes adjusting back upon the screen, but also managed to watch the other just slightly.

“ oh lower the fuckin’ GUN. i’m not here to blow your brains out. ” his limbs dilute to a mess of ample appendages and he’s collapsing into tattered leather with fatigue slovenly dashed across his facade. “ give me any other day of the week and we can play some russian roulette but right now —right now i need some REST. ” although a prone liar, he could admit that lethargy had evaded his senses and his utterance was true. to execute even a resemblance of a nap would suffice. however, as his oculars wander to slumber, he’s suspended by the dim brilliance of light. “ what the fuck are you doing ? updating your god damned FACEBOOK page ? don’t you got some better shit to do ? ”

[wyderos-blog]

AMELIA

         - The males voice was loud and clear coming from the dark, Amelia couldn’t see much but shadows and the sound of shuffling foot steps in the dirt. “ A girl scout reference really? owe, well my feelings are hurt. “ Amelia scoffed as she scanning the area around her trying to spot any movement “ There you go again with the unoriginal comments. I might be a samll girl but I promies you I can do more damage then you think. “ she stated keeping her ground as the voice got closer. Amelia with one knife in her head; in her boot and another on her person she felt prepared to deal with some neighborhood thugs, but the last thing she expected to find herself face to face with the Harlem leader. “ Fuck!” she said under her breath realizing she literally brought a knife to a gun fight.

his lids fell shut, lashes an array of feathery, silken wisps against his cheekbones. there was almost a CORRELATION in the junkyard to that of a labyrinth what with the intricacy of its structure. he punt aside a vagrant muffler, the resonant of metal against its like reverberating throughout the yard. “ amelia. ” a breathless chuckle. “ so you’re spending the night with some old abandoned cars ? guess it only makes sense. you gotta put trash where it BELONGS so hey, here you are. ”