#i can't drown my demons

[jameszmaguire]

Not the kids. You can't kill kids.

[tatiam-x]

shinobu x female reader teaser

i've had this prompt idea from @mxxstiq in my drafts for awhile so I finally started working on it; let's see if im able to finish it though 😍

“Have you been paying attention in class?” she says suddenly, a smirk on her lips and she looks up at you with devilishly innocent eyes. You stop moving her, your grip on her waist relaxing, completely thrown off by her question. 

“Y - yeah,” you respond, although it isn’t completely honest since today all you did was read smut in class. You didn’t even get to finish your assignment.

“Really? Then perhaps I should test you…” she grins, meeting your lips in a painfully slow kiss. Her fingers dance down to the collar of your shirt, tickling along your collarbone and teasingly pulling on your shirt. You push your hips up into her, craving friction between your thighs 

 Your breathing gets labored at her implicitly vulgar words, desire clouding your eyes as you look at her. “Ms. Kochou…”

[requiem-on-water]

as that poet said “i long for that feeling to not feel at all”

[unsnare]

“ you know i found an encyclopedia of werewolves!”

"I know an encyclopedia of witches, dude's name is Solas, or something. Never actually saw him. I heard stories, loved all of them, though they really lacked detail which, obviously they do because the guy is probably older than telescopes.... anyway. Did you want to show it or boast about it?"

[esotericsoldier]

WHICH IMAGINARY ILLNESS DO YOU HAVE?

STORM SYNDROME.

You never really knew how to be yourself, distancing yourself from your own existence - standing outside of the house even as the storm closed in. You are going through the motions of everyday life, uncaring except for the toughest storms. Each one feels like the one - the one that will finally be too much for you. Somehow it isn't - it never is (except the last one). And as the people around you pick their lives back up and move on, barely bothered by the storm, you still carry it in you - one foot in your life and one out of it. And when they'll ask about you, asking questions about your future, your plans, your dreams the only honest answer would be "i don't know, i never thought i'd make it this far".

[aluckiicoin]

(TW gore)

I've been thinking about this a lot lately...

Say I take a young girl, the same age as your sister when she died. And say I can bring your sister back from life, too...

But the price is, you have to kill the young girl. Bare hands and chains, just like when you were a slave. And slam it over and over again until her head's a bloody mess~! Just like your sister.

Would you do it? Have you stooped so low that you're the same as them?

Just kidding, I know you already got there a loooooong time ago.

-Sparkle 🎭🎉

Ah, if it wasn't his least favourite fool. Given he only knew little it wasn't an impressive title yet. But wasn't she just a delightful company? Just as much as last time when she dragged him through the mud, called him a slut and then delighted in his misery. Truly wonderful company!

At least she was open and forward of her reservations and dislikes and her own very special interests. What had he done to be on her mind though? Was it fooling her into giving information with his little performance under and helped by the Harmony's Order's influence?

Or was it because he refused to adept to the roles assigned to him by anyone but himself? The scene the masked fool painted was gruesome, evil, impossible even. There was an easy way out however, one that wasn't even a complete lie. A non-chelant wave followed, one hand hidden from view.

“I do not know about your fantasies Miss Fool but Aventurine does not have a sister.”, because his sister had long been dead when Kakavasha had to be buried. Regardless the question remained, who fed her after midnight. The little gremlin smelled weakness – even if performed – once and was now chasing for it like a bloodhound. Regardless of that? Would Kakavasha do it? Would he? No, never.

“I cannot imagine that the revived person would approve of the sacrifice.”, no matter how many he killed, it had always been in the spirit of surviving, the very thing she had cursed him with. But if he ever spilled blood to bring his sister back? She was sure to loathe him – and come back wrong.

Not even Aeons owned the power of revival, even those tries have apparently always went wrong. So who was he to entertain an idea that it would ever be possible to work? And the only life he'd be willing to sacrifice? Was his own. And even then, a life without her family would be just as torturous to her as it was to him after all. “I am curious, however. Who would 'them' be? There are no written records of successful reanimation attempts.”

[australianleviathan666]

I really hope my neighbours are enjoying listening to death metal as much as I am right now

[yappacadaver]

he really just wanted to say "youre safe" like there was no question and we were talking abt something completely different... you want to be a hero so fucking bad....

[edgysaintjust]

Nicolas Lumbreras as Billaud-Varenne in Les Visiteurs 3

[eyesupchilsy]

but like also not the first time I haven't been a "good enough" LFC fan so we move

I thought you liked liverpool? Funny to change cos we’re not doing well typical

Who said I don't like Liverpool? Liverpool is my club and I support them wholeheartedly. Like who's been spreading lies that I'm not a Liverpool fan?

[buddydacote]

I was supposed to just post about the Lamb Chop dog toy and move on but of course I forgot to do it. And I'm not too big on the one for today either but it's more a personal issue than anything. I'm not letting it get to me too bad because the song I had for yesterday is close to how I feel in its emotions if not actually relevant to the situation.

[unsnare]

╰───┄ @dopplgaenger sent "🤕 or 'knockout’ - cami knocks kai's head against the wall."   *     ( accepting. )

All his words had contained was provocation, encased in thorns and spikes, with the intention of piercing her skin and almost causing her to itch in order to elicit a response—anything, anything, probing, picking at every wound and scab he could find, tattering her body in wounds that weren't his own. Nervous fingers itch to find a response, as his muscles tightened in his jaw only serving to accentuate how he wished to charge at her like a bull and wanted her to do the same.

"Hey, sorry. Sorry," utters Kai behind a forced laugh. His words, earnest but the grin that tugged at the corner of his lips was anything but, it betrayed him, had betrayed him more than once today. "Dude, my little brother who's like five has way more self control than you. Then again he also had more restraint than me but that's not really difficult, is it?"

A quick, fluid blow swung forward before he could react, grabbing him by the head with an almost unbelievable force. His head hitting the drywall and the sound of the fabric tearing were startling, and the echo reverberated throughout the narrow alley. In sharp contrast to the explosive energy of the moment before, Kai's body went limp as it struck the wall.

The once-boisterous atmosphere fell silent, replaced by a tense stillness. As the impact echoed and the gravity of the situation hung heavy in the air, time seemed to drag on forever. He could still muster a choked up laugh to wave his hand near her, unsure which one of the two version of her he was seeing was actually real. "You're still pretty in all of those versions." And still, the laugh was one of appreciation before darkness forced his eyes shut and pulled him down with it.

[unsnare]

His gaze trailed hers, reflecting the scowl she gave him and the precise furrow on her forehead, as if he were trying to read her mind. It was uncharted territory, though, and Kai would not want anything there either way, prefering to tailor out his own schemes instead. Her, merly curled around her finger since she needed him, not the other way around. "Word, got the i'm-a-bore-gene from sis." scoffs Kai. "There are always loopholes, you just gotta find a way to find them."

Her sentence is interrupted when his hand rises. "Wait. You want me to dig out Gemini history? Like, literally? Grave digging?"

After the lengthy groan of acceptance passed through him, Kai relaxed his shoulders and leaned back, appearing to be merely observing her with his arms crossed over his chest. "But it's right there on the page, Leah. You have gotta.... dig out our dear old ancestors. They're gonna be mad big time. And then two of their abomimatioms at once?" His tongue clivks as the grin spreads over his features. "That's heavy stuff."

she gave him a look, assuming it was obvious what she was about to say. "i don't watch tv from the old days," lizzie shrugged, she didn't mean to not get it, but she just had no idea what he was going on about. maybe it would have been funny to someone else. he moved on though, and so did she.

lizzie was tired of him just forgetting what had been taken from her. "no, she didn't. she died." her mother didn't live long enough to teach her shit. sure, she had some old grimoires, but everything she learned had been at the salvatore school from other witches. she didn't learn parker magic. caroline tried her best, her aunt bonnie did too, but there was just some things she wished she learned from the source. "but to be clear, i know that. see the thing is, the witch that cast it isn't technically dead, she's just kind of in stasis."

[esotericsoldier]

WHERE DO YOU GO WHEN YOU CLOSE YOUR EYES?

free

the chains binding you to the prison floor smell faintly of kerosene, and they're wet to the touch (only if you think about it). how long has it been since they clipped your wings? you hate how useless you are when you can't do anything except sit still and look pretty. why has nobody come to rescue you yet?

[aluckiicoin]

did some new icons I won't ever use and came up with a post penacony verse tag. So all in all, progress!

ignore that I'll put it down here first bc I dont feel like unearthing the tag post. I'll also probably rename the current mainverse to reflect it's all up until Penacony which has been the case for ages but I somehow forgot to put it in the actual tag

[themodelofdestruction]