#dollysdaggers

[monmuses]

dollysdaggers asked: ♪ ; For every ♪ in my inbox I'll post a song I listen to for character inspiration.

I've been watchin' you for quite a while now It's getting all too hard to bite my tongue I know you've caught my gaze, and you've tried to look away But I think it's time we had a little fun I know you find my aura so seductive You're running from it each and every day Your lover's got no clue what you want, but, oh, I do And I'll show you if you promise that you'll stay

OKAY!! THIS SONG!! this was actually recommended to me by @nebula-drcams when we first started Damien & Fran's ship!! and there's a bunch of other songs from this artist that were absolute South Park vibes overall. HOWEVER! this one was a direct one for Damien & Fran's relationship! they butted heads so often as kids but as adults now, being all mellowed out? there's more room for playfulness.

plus this song just... hits so hard and it fits their relationship REALLY well (except for the last verse but you get what i mean)

[troublewithvampires]

@dollysdaggers said: 🐦 !!

(fake twitter threads time - open)

[bxtsence]

@dollysdaggers

[ ☠ ] - "Okay but! Have you also seen The Thing or Alien?!"

[bxtsence]

[ ☠ ] - Yep. Nik figured, judging from the way Vittorio looked. Just where the hell did he get all those cuts and bruises anyways? It was honestly kind of why Nik offered the stranger the ticket in the first place. He knew how it felt to not be able to do stuff like this before when he was younger, and things were more tough to deal with.

❝ Whelp! ❞ Nik gave him a single firm pat on the back. ❝ Just be careful if you go near the mosh pit! Don't want you getting injured or any shit like that! C'mon dude, it seems like the opening band is already playing! ❞

vittorio shakes his head.

“not really no . . too expensive. “

he isn’t totally wrong. with pay cuts and customers trying to haggle prices or fucking off completely, he hasn’t exactly had it in his budget to go to a real expensive one

“ house shows are where it’s at anyways “

he had been to a couple for only five lira !

[seekerofheaven]

Introductions

Heya @dollysdaggers, the follow you just got from thenihilistofthevoid is my main account since Rafael is a sideblog. I really like Purple Haze Feedback and would love to plot!

[maskeddoctor]

hey divas gonna be so honest I’m not really on here much you can find me on @dollysdaggers

[bizzarrra]

@dollysdaggers liked this for a starter!

"so, you're from the narcotics team, huh?" leone really isn't sure how to make conversation with this kid; meetings involving other members of passione are usually the type of situation where she sits quietly, avoids contributing much. (preferring to follow buccellati's lead, really.)

now that the two of them are in the same room, though, leone makes a half-hearted attempt at smalltalk. "what exactly do you do for your job?" and, an unasked question that hangs in the air: are you a stand user?

[suturcd]

     His reply strikes her as almost juvenile upon first listen (and to be fair, he is one, as is she), but as Fran examines the lack of focus to his eyes, she shifts from mild exasperation to caution.

     ...Ah. I suppose that makes sense.

     “...Is that so? My mistake, then. I apologize.” The words measure out easily, coolly matter-of-fact in intonation. Fran is no stranger to dealing with members of Passione in all manner of states--ones twice the size of him and actively belligerent, to boot. Best to remain neutral. Being lectured like that is a little irksome, though...

     “...To be fair, I think it’s quite reasonable to look at someone in one’s immediate vicinity who happens to be fiddling with a knife.”

@suturcd asked: ❛  do i have something on my face or why do you keep looking at me like that ?  ❜

“ Huuuuuuuh? “

He blinks a couple times before coming to. Had he been staring at her? Truthfully he was high out of his mind so it wasnt out of the realm of possibility. His attention is now at the dagger twirling it around the palm , it was far more entertaining to look at anyways.

“I’m not staring, you’re staring.”

He doesn’t bother to look at her, still staring wide eyed at the blade. There seems to be nothing behind his eyes, not a single thought, the lights are on but no ones home.

“It’s rude to stare. . massimo taught me that . . reaaaaaaally rude.”

[troublewithvampires]

classic novelist aesthetics

JOHN KEATS.

the lavender in sunsets, flowers in the rain, sunlight slipping through clouds, lazy summer afternoons, the heavy scent of musk, flickering candlelight reflecting off the gold titles of books, fireflies on a cool summer night, being wrapped in fresh bed sheets, the ache of wanting what you can never have, dripping sunlight like gold, loving someone so exquisite, soft lips and soft whispers, fingers through hair, names of lovers carved in trees, broken glass, the insistence of being perpetually dreamy.

F. SCOTT FITZGERALD.

crisp winter skies with cold bright stars, mahogany wood, the solitude of an early autumn morning wrapped in fog, empty bottles on stacks and stacks of books haphazardly placed in a messy room, bruised arms reaching out into the darkness, cigarette smoke just barely hiding the scent of alcohol, a wall of books all poetry and old and weathered, the way tragedy strikes in your heart but ends up stopping your breathing for a moment, your favorite sweater, parties spilling into four a.m. with the stars above spinning and dancing, the contrast of blood against snow, a purple split lip oozing blood, black eyes fading to blue to pale skin, the butterflies of falling in love for the first time, the statues falling apart over time in cemeteries, the romanticization of self-destruction.

FRANZ KAFKA.

the weight of dread that sits heavily in your stomach when thinking about the future, decrepit houses cloaked in mystery from children telling stories of people who died there, the way not even light can escape a black hole, the rich smell of old books, delicate veins in the wrist, ghosts filling lungs, shattered bones, raindrops on the tongue, rusting metal, a nostalgia that aches, the way hope feels like a plastic bag over your head.

H.P. LOVECRAFT.

the anxiety felt when staring into an unknown cave, pouring rain and mud, a child’s fear of the dark, thinking so many questions about your existence as you stare at the vast expanse of never-ending ocean, the silence of three a.m., ouija boards and urban legends.

JACK KEROUAC.

the brisk pine air of being on a mountain, travels without a destination, those nights where you’re missing three hours of memory, screaming to a lifeless desert about how you’re so alive, coffee shops late at night, car rides at night spent speeding and laughing in the dark, naps spent in the sun, novels highlighted and underlined with notes and epiphanies in the margins, the way uncertainty sits on the shoulders, ignoring flaws and loving life, wind through hair, depression as fog in the brain, impossible ideals, a quiet sunrise, walks alone, when you think about trying to discover all the secrets to the universe, dazzling people, open lands stretching out into infinity, falling in love with being alive.

EDGAR ALLAN POE.

the ocean’s horizon inseparable from fog, hollow bones, a preserved heart held in hands, twinkling stars above an old graveyard, the way everything turns to dust, silent black birds with eyes full of wisdom, self-inflicted flames, perfection depicted as a rotting corpse, death as bricks in the heart, lips barely brushing against each other, glassy glazed eyes, biting into a lemon, heart-shaped bruises, rotting flowers on a grave, dried blood and spilled liquor, the hush of dusk when it begins raining, the intimacy of a secret.

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tagged by: @rejectshumanity

tagging, with no pressure to any of y'all (feel free to ignore this lol): @modestmuses (for silco or anyone else u want <3), @bornchaos, @swxpped, @sinshosted (for ava <3), @dollysdaggers, @nefariuus (for whoever you'd like!), aaaaaaaand @bxtsence (yes u were already tagged but uhh here's a pass to do this again with another muse if you want <3), and anyone else who wants to yoink this from me :3c

[bxtsence]

[ ☠ ] - Just his luck. Just his fucking luck. The memories of the past couple months had turned into a blur. Nik was just grateful for all of the survival and medical skills that had been ironed into his body; they seemed to bring him this far. Sadly, his access to weapons was low. At least his stand couldn't be infected even if scratched.

Nik's hair was growing out now, his blonde roots showing in the long ponytail he sported. Seeing this stranger in front of him made Nik narrow his eyes. He couldn't ever be too careful, even with humans, and it looked like this person wasn't speaking.

❝ Well, were you bit or were you not? Answer me! ❞

  @bxtsence asked ‘ were  you  scratched  or  bit? ’  - Nik (also omg I love zombie apocalypse stories)

Vittorio had been running for what seemed like forever. He had known the streets of Italy like the back of his hand and yet somehow he felt lost , not really knowing his surroundings. The entirety of his group had to split as their own base had been overrun by zombies.

Part of him feels immense guilt for leaving them. Deep inside he knows he knows they won’t cross paths in this life again.

His lungs felt like they were on fire. He stopped, surveying his own surroundings before darting into a building. He wasn’t quiet about it, both his footsteps and breath were heavy and I wouldn't surprise him had he woke someone up, and that he did.

He entered the building with his arms up, a way to show he posed no threat. . not yet at least his beloved dolly dagger was tucked safely into his hoodie pocket in the event he needed it

[maskeddoctor]

#MASKEDDOCTOR : an independent writing blog for MASKED DEUCE of One Piece : Novel Ace. Hc based with canon influence. slightly selective , mutuals only.

Hey ! It's been a while since I did a promo thing so lemme do it again. my name's Kobra Kid , I'm 20, my time zone is est. my discord is spicegirlrequiem#4828

CARRD, MOBILE RULES, TAG-LIST, WHEREABOUTS, DOLLYSDAGGERS , FLAMBOYANTSK8R

[bxtsence]

[ ☠ ] - ❝ -- Vittorio.... ❞ He resounded slowly, pierced brows focusing as he concentrated on figuring out how to pronounce the name correctly. ❝ Got it. ❞

Nik really had just been here for the concert in all honesty, but now he could tell something was off with this guy. Like yeah, maybe it wasn't something ominously bad per say, but something was off. He just quite couldn't figure out what it was, at least, not yet. He'd be on the lookout. ❝ So have you ever even been to a concert before? ❞

Shit. did it sound too obvious? Usually he can tell a pretty damn good and convincing lie. His hands are shoved into the front of his jean pockets as he follows after Nik to the entrance. Nik . . Nik, thats easy to remember , if he remembers it at all, Not that he would intentionally forget but the drugs make his mind foggy at times.

“Vittorio.”

Is all he gave. Perhaps he should have given a different name, though hes sure Nik would have seen through that one aswell.

[bxtsence]

[ ☠ ] - ❝ I'm not a dumbass, dude. You don't have to impress me if you've never heard of them. ❞ Sorry, stranger. He can usually tell when someone is lying. He said it good naturedly though, giving him a shrug before heading towards the entrance. ❝ C'mon! You'll be in for a good time then! Just be careful about the mosh pit! ❞

He paused. ❝ Oh yeah! And I'm Nik by the way. ❞

Electric Shoutboy? He had to think on that one. . He had bootlegged many songs for his ipod but that name didnt ring a bell. He’ll have to check frostwire before the show, but for now

“duh of course I do ”

He’ll lie through his teeth, just a little bit.

[bxtsence]

[ ☠ ] - "Hell yeah, dude!" Nik pumped his fist with a good-natured grin.

Nik's other friends had either gotten sick or just simply weren't into the upbeat heavy metal and pop mish-mash style of the band he had bought two tickets to. When he had saw this kid loitering around and realized he wasn't there for the concert, it seemed to work out.

"Have you ever seen Electric Shoutboy before? They're AWESOME."

@bxtsence asked: ❛  i have a spare ticket, you wanna come in with me ?  ❜ - Nik (Idk, probably a concert or something)

Vittorio was ecstatic at the offer. He had never been to a concert ever. . or much of anywhere considering the secrecy of passione’s narcotics team, they could hardly step outside of their base without risking their identities being exposed.

So to be offered a ticket to a concert for a band he might like with a person who seems to visually have similar if not the same interest , he would absolutely

“Dude! hell yeah I wanna go!”