burn baby

harper she's fire but she wont burn you - she knows all too well how it feels to live with the ashes slave unclaimed

[valarieravenhearst1]

A phoenix must first burn to rise

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underyourskinx:

“Okay, take a breath there, raggedy Anne.” Continued the feigned insults, trying out the nicknames until he found one that was proper enough to stick. After all, he rarely found use for names unless they were needed for something. It made it easier if he’d ever fall upon a time where he had to borrow their skin - at least he’d never take their name. A small offering, really. Laughter came after her bit about the big ass shark. “They should have done dinonado instead of sharknado. Could you imagine a whirlwind of velociraptors just re-murdering dude from Jurassic Park? That’s classic cinema, my friend.” Then, he was laughing at himself, at the picture painted. “But I agree, hence why Freddy’s a bitch forever.”

She rolled her eyes in the midst of her sentence, unphased by the other, unoriginal nickname tossed in her direction. a distinct lack of names made the inevitable change over all the easier. harper never really sat in one place for too long, no one cell kept people’s curiosities about her at a distance what they found out what she was. the redhead snorted out a little laugh. “i mean, to be fair, velociraptors in any form would be terrifying, but what dude? the fat guy? cause he definitely deserved it.” she shifted, adjusted where she sat before looking up at him, the hint of a smirk on her face. “I think Freddy got the short end of the stick, and then ended up acting like a complete fool about it. but yeah, in regards to him again jason - he’s a bitch.”

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who is your favorite person right now other than yourself?

“Uh - no one?”

[agryppina]

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do people without teeth really give better blowies?

“i hardly think i’m qualified to answer this question. considering i have all of my teeth, currently. and i don’t have a dick. soo...”

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do redheads really have no souls?

“False. I have several souls. So may souls. I’m covered in freckles. Where do you think they come from?”

“Souls.”

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[abdultroy]

“whats wrong with this picture?” abdul asks as he presses the palms of his hands to the door frame. there is money within his grasp, probably far too much cash to be toting around but hey he was in the mood for spending. expectantly, not a smile lingers on his lips, but he waits and waits for an answer.

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she had been seated on the floor of her cell, legs parted in a wide V, finger drawing almost idly in the dust and debris. and that was where her attention had stayed as he spoke. her head canted, tilted to throw loose strands of red into her vision as she eyed the rather crude image she’d mapped out against the floor. “I mean. It’s not that great.. no, but there’s no reason to be mean about it.” now, she knew what he meant, the meaning behind his initial question. she just didn’t feel like answering it. yet. harper finally brought honey colored eyes up to find his. “maybe if i had some crayons i could do better.”

[fcideas]

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heartofahustler:

“One of my beneficiaries bought it for me at my request.” He informed her easily, skimming the last bit of the page before snapping it shut. “If you can read French, you can borrow it once I’ve finished.”

He seemed puzzled by her confusion at where he’d gotten a gift. “Haven’t you ever gotten a master to give you something? I’ve got all sorts of amenities and books. I’ve even gotten a music player from one.”

Her nose wrinkled, almost immediately after he started speaking. beneficiaries. french. it took everything she had not to roll her eyes. “Pass, but thanks for the offer.” She may not have been here very long, but she knew this game. the last thing she wanted was to give them something to take away from her. harper’s eyes narrowed a touch, but the expression was fleeting. “i choose not to take what they give - to not give them something to take from me.” her mouth had opened, poised and ready for another comment, but she bit her tongue, let it come closed instead.

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underyourskinx:

“They all thing just because your old as dirt you can’t have a healthy appreciation for pop culture.” He Scoffed at the notion, knowing he was far beyond the years of outward appearances but would be the first in line for nineties trivia, probably drunk, and loudly singing every word of Mmbop, if given the chance. “Personally, I think it just makes you someone’s boring grandma no one wants to visit because they still haven’t gotten WiFi in this year of our lord and savior, two thousand eiiiiiighteen.” He was laughing, taking advantage of shift change as he’d lingered outside her cell for a moment. “So who should have really won Freddy vs Jason, fire crotch?”

his attitude was a needed change in pace. different from the normal woe is me my life is so hard whatever will i do aspect she’d been seeing on the island as of late. he talked a lot, strung together words that didn’t normally make a lot of sense, but she found the humor in them. the laugh coming on the exhale as she held up a hand at him, right when he got into the thick of it. “Alright, calm down Cadet kelly.” still, she was laughing too, despite it all. eye rolled at the nickname - one she’d heard time and time and time again in her life. but again, the smirk still lingered. “they shouldn’t have been pitted against one another. it’s like asking who would win between like.. i don’t know. a big ass shark and an equally sized dinosaur.” she shrugged. “Freddy only exists in dreams, which puts them both at a disadvantage -” words cut short. “Jason.”

[seasaltnearth]

Luca Hollestelle by Agata Serge

[heartofahustler]

“I’ll give you one if you ask me nicely.”

Spoken about the box of European candies he was picking his way through, deft fingers plucking exactly the piece he wanted as free hand held down book to keep his page.

“I’m talking pretty please, maybe even a stuck out lower lip. Hardly the worst thing you’ve had to do in here.”

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her face turned up at his words, nose wrinkling with the distate that coated her tongue. “awfully bold demand, all things considered.” she was far less interested in the candy and far more curious about the book he held and how, exactly, he managed to get it.

“so that’s going to be a no from me, keep your candy, where’d you get the book.”

[underyourskinx]

Feet were all put literally dragging on returning from the last rental. It was a strange one but not completely off kilter considering the wide variety of weird bullshit people thought they were into these days. The thought made him snort to himself, hair blowing the the salted island air a little bit before hasty, calloused hand reached up to tuck a stray piece safely behind the protection of his ear. It was only then that he’d realized the footsteps behind him, eyes rolling practically out of his head immediately. “Listen, I’m tried. So if you want to fight or fuck, can it wait until tomorrow? Otherwise, fuckin’ murder me, you Freddy Kreuger ass bitch.” 

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she had seen it all. the way he moved, the way he stood, the way his body tensed when the other came up to the bars. and she had watched as the master made a noise and moved along. that’s what harper did, mostly, down here. watched. internal conversations far more riveting that the ones likely to arise among the kennels, but him - she liked him. there was a fire that amused her. her hands pulled from the bars - the other thing she spent her time doing: trying to heat the metal to no avail - and she moved to sit back against the wall. “i don’t think he got it.” she wasn’t sure she understood it completely, unless he was making a comment about their looks. which, was warranted. “for being so high in status here, its remarkable how dumb they are to the world.”

[peterkavinsky]

mythology aesthetics  ➳ P H O E N I X —

From the ashes he has risen, and to the ashes he will return, only to be reborn. Phoenix immortal; Phoenix eternal; Phoenix undying. All powerful, and indescribable. Phoenix of the ember; Phoenix the firebird.

[4artgirls]

Luca Hollestelle 

by Nanda Hagenaars

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