#morbidtendancies

[ghoulsgoblins]

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@morbidtendancies​ + 𝐖𝐄𝐃𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐃𝐀𝐘  making  𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒  an art form in hawkins, indiana

[couldhateyounow]

[sucksahoy]

@damienstoker​ from  x

               leave  it  to  robin  buckley  to  read  a  schedule  wrong ...  or  to  just  assume  that  it  would  be  the  exact  same  as  the  week  prior  which  means  she  technically  didn’t  read  the  schedule  at  all .  and  of  course  she  was  going  to  make  it  damien’s  problem  because  if  she  tried  to  make  herself  steve’s  problem ?  well ,  he’s  barely  hanging  onto  the  job  with  a  frayed  string  as  it  is  and  she’s  pretty  sure  if  she  tries  to  just  chill  at  family  video ?  if  keith  is  anywhere  in  the  vicinity ,  that  string  might  be  cut  into  a  hundred  little  pieces  and  she’d  be  stuck  trying  to  help  steve  find  another  new  job .  and  that’s  the  last  thing  she  needs  at  the  moment .  where  the  hell  is  she  supposed  to  find  time  for  that ?

               which  means  she’s  going  to  bother  damien  because  she’s  pretty  sure  that’s  a  safe  choice .  plus ...  she’d  made  him  her  pet  project .  steve  was  a  lost  cause  when  it  came  to  finding  a  date  that  had  a  brain .  but  damien ...  he  had  that  bad  boy  aesthetic  that  half  the  girls  in  town  seemed  to  swoon  for .  if  she  couldn’t  help  herself ?  well ...  she  could  help  someone  else .  call  it  living  vicariously  through  other’s  love  lives .  it’s  the  best  she  can  do  at  the  moment .

               there’s  a  roll  of  her  eyes  at  his  words  and ,  with  a  huff ,  she  rests  her  arms  on  the  counter  and  leans  onto  them ,  brow  raised .  she  waits ,  patiently ,  while  the  woman  on  the  phone  screeches  loud  enough  to  somehow  be  heard  over  cyndi  lauper .  reminds  her  of  the  dad  who  had  called  the  video  store  just  a  few  days  prior  and  had  screamed  at  her  about  letting  his  seventeen  year  old  daughter  rent  silent  night ,  deadly  night .  something  about  turning  the  most  important  day  for  the  church  into  a  satanic  caricature  of  a  holiday .  she’d  faked  a  phone  disconnect  and  made  a  note  in  the  family’s  file  to  rent  things  to  the  girl  under  a  separate  account  for  the  sake  of  her  own  brain  cells .

              ❝ and  i  know  for  a  fact  that  you’re  wrong .  melissa  in  history ?  keeps  talking  about  you ...  by  name .  says  she  likes  just  how  much  of  a  bad  influence  you  seem  to  be .  i  don’t  have  the  heart  to  tell  her  you’re  just  a  big  old  teddy  bear . ❞  is  he ?  how  the  hell  would  she  know ?  but  it  does  give  her  the  opportunity  to  watch  his  reaction .  ❝ in  my  defense ...  i’m  half  an  hour  early ,  so  you’re  stuck  with  me  for  the  next  fifteen .  not  even  cyndi  lauper  can  chase  me  out . ❞

[thirdemeritus]

@morbidtendancies​  confessed  :   ❛ That’s all I want; — to do no harm. ❜ from modern verse damien >:)

                                                   “In  our  quest  to  save,  to  help,  to  be  perfect...we  do  just  that.”  

Papa’s  fingers  move  up  the  neck  of  his  guitar,  white  gloves  draped  neatly  over  his  pantleg  as  he  plays...discovers.  There  are  melody’s  painted  in  the  air  and  Terzo  is  determined  to  pay  homage  to  all  their  GLORY.  As  he’s  done  for  the  past  hour,  the  third  strums  at  the  strings,  the  high-pitched  tinkle  of  notes  and  chords  like  faint  stars.  

“It’s  natural.  We  do  harm.  Si?”  He  asks  expectantly,  eyebrows  raised  as  he  looks  up  from  his  instrument  and  to  the  composer  opposite  him.  “You  try  your  best,  mio  amico.  You  are  a  good  man.  That,  to  me,  is  what  matters  in  this  life.  Who  gives  a  fuck  about  the  next?”

[timerevolt]

@morbidtendancies​​ | promised starter

                     The  sounds  of  applause  filled  the  air;  in  admiration  of  the  skateboard  trick  just  performed.  “Bravo!  Bravo!”  Lulu  approached  the  boy,  he  seemed  around  her  age.  There  was  a  lot  of  work  to  be  done,  the  Circus  would  be  in  town  for  a  while.  It  was  nice  to  at  least  pretend  to  have  some  roots  –  to  attempt  to  make  some  friends.  Hand  rolled  cigarette  hung  from  her  lip  –  as  she  offered  him  her  hand,  “I’m  Lulu  –  I’m  like  so  totally  new  in  town.” Nailed  it.

[guiltskate]

at first i was nervous to follow you cause i was still like two days into the tumblr rp community, but once i saw bill hader's forehead i knew i was in good company.

first impression vs current impression.

this is the funniest and most out of context ask i’ve ever gotten.

[hasgutz-archived]

 @morbidtendancies​​   asked:   ❛ wait, you think i’m cute? ❜  ⛓   soft   and   sweet   sentence   starters:   accepting   !    ˖*

         Greyish eyes widen with the comment,   surprise etched on Oz’s features before they scrunch with forced distaste.          ❛❛   What?  God,  no!  No...   ❜❜       He crosses his arms firmly across his chest,   his lips pressed into a thin line as he avoids the other’s gaze,   dark brows furrowed.   He’s way too afraid to admit that he does find Damien cute   ——   Oz’s fear of rejection making him defensive,   quick to deny the truth...           ❛❛   Why would you even say that?  Like,  what uh...  Made you think I think that?   ❜❜       Had he been too obvious?   His rambling sure isn’t going to help his case. 

[banisheddie-moved]

 [shove] : sender’s muse roughly pins receiver’s to the wall 

𝑵𝑺𝑭𝑾 𝑺𝒀𝑴𝑩𝑶𝑳 𝑷𝑹𝑶𝑴𝑷𝑻𝑺

surprise enlarges doe eyes when , in an unexpected ( though not unwelcome ) turn of events , he's slammed into the nearest wall by the frayed lapels of his vest . eddie chuckles low in their throat , brings damien nearer still by hooking fingers in his belt loops . ❝ there he is , ❞ eddie drawls . noses brush & breaths fans over his face . he grins , impressed . . . but he won't be defeated so easily . ❝ i knew ya' had it in you , hotshot . so . . . now that you've got me where ya' want me . . . what's the plan , huh ? ya' gonna , uh , put me in my place ? teach me a lesson ? c'mooooon , enlighten me , pretty boy . ❞

[m0nstrousneeds-a]

 ( “I  fear  a  dead  body  would  feel  warm  compared  to  mine.” )  -  @morbidtendancies​

“been  around  any  dead  bodies  lately?”          while  he  waxes  poetic,  helena  is  determined  to  bring  him  a  smile.          “i’m  serious,  have  you  ever  felt  one?”          a  grin  as  boot  clad  feet  keep  up  with  his  long  strides        (  head  canted  in  a  way  that  has  raven  tresses  resting  along  the  apple  of  her  cheek.  )          “they  don’t  really  feel  human  anymore  when  there’s  no  more  blood  flow.  it’s  sort  of  like..  touching  a  wax  figure.  they  look  human,  but  there’s  a  rigidity,  a  sort  of  ⸻  eerie  lack  of  humanity  that’s  super  distinct  to  the  dead.  that’s  where  morticians  come  in  with  our  chemicals  and  makeup  and,  in  some  cases,  putty.  there’s  a  whole  toolbox  put  to  use  to  make  a  person  look  real  again.”          she  pauses  now,  reaching  out  a  hand  that  wraps  plump  fingers  around  his  wrist.        “what  i’m  saying  is  that,  you,  damien  stoker,  are  wonderfully  human  (...)  and  although  it  may  not  feel  like  it  sometimes,  you’re  alive.  there’s  a  heart  in  that  chest  that  i  hear  every  time  i  listen  to  your  music.  now,  let’s  get  some  coffee,  shall  we?”

[hargrove]

​» @morbidtendancies​

           To say that Billy ever had friends was a stretch. He either had those who blindly followed him anywhere, flocking to his confidence like moths to the flame, or those who he tolerated to be around for more than five minutes at a time. Damien was certainly the latter, clearly not about to blindly follow anyone. The pair gave each other a hard time at every turn, and most of what the younger man said irritated Billy to no end. But the fact remained that Damien was one of the few people that he could actually talk to. He wasn’t like the other narrow minded hicks of Hawkins. He reminded Billy much more of the teens in San Diego.

The Camaro pulled up to the sad looking truck on the side of the road. The two lane highway was completely empty, so he didn’t care about parking in the middle of the road where it was more convenient to hook up jumper cables. Getting out of his car, smoke exhaling from a wide grin as his tongue ran along his lower lip, Billy shed an amused look on the scene.  

❝ The fact that you thought that piece of crap could make it all the way to Chicago just proves you’re dumber than I thought, ❞ he teased as he tossed the cigarette away.

[ghoulsgoblins]

@morbidtendancies​​     ┈     ❛ who did you piss off this time? ❜    to wednesday 

𝐖𝐄𝐃𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐒𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇 𝐀 𝐋𝐀𝐔𝐆𝐇 𝐎𝐅 𝐄𝐗𝐀𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍,  using the back of her hand she wipes away the bleed from her nose.  Her usual stoic demeanor shattering by the adrenaline.    ❛ Courtney, you know the tall brunette always following Chrissy like a lost puppy, ❜    raven tresses fall in her eye line and she shakes her head a little,  finally looking up at Damien.    ❛ You should see her. ❜

[ebullienced-a]

@morbidtendancies /

" bye . " passive aggressive exit in progress , beryl rolls her eyes at the lack of response from her older sister , who is yet again holed up in her room , probably smoking something alarming . not that beryl had any illusions as to what living with tippy-lee would be like to begin with . anything's better than staying with her parents and working under them .

hoisting her bag over her shoulder , she triple-unlocks the door and swings it open ––

she's definitely not expecting to see a whole person staring right at her , blocking her passage out of the door . she freezes halfway outside , mouth open .

" . . . yeeeees ?? "

[hellfirecheer]

🔥?

SEND “🔥?” AND MY MUSE WILL ADMIT WHETHER THEY FIND YOUR MUSE ATTRACTIVE OR NOT. ______________________________

       “Well... I mean sure, he’s not ugly. He’s... kinda cute in a just rolled out of bed kind of way?”

[guiltskate]

             ‘ out  beyond  ideas  of  wrongdoing  and  rightdoing,  there  is  a  field . . .  i’ll  meet  you  there, ’     @morbidtendancies​,

[banisheddie-moved]

“👀 + are you the one stealing my guitars picks and my lighters?”

𝐀𝐒𝐊 𝐄𝐃𝐃𝐈𝐄 𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒 .

❝ . . . and what if i was ? ya’ gotta help out the , uh , less fortunate . ❞

[timerevolt]

  @morbidtendencies [ one - liner / lyric starter ]        

                  "Can  I  like  -  help  you?"