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she wants something to LOVE. something that isn’t her. she might want something to EAT as well. it’s hard to tell with creatures like that. independent, private & selective BELDAM of coraline. written by panda.
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atelives · 8 years ago
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           THESE  LITTLE  LOST  THINGS…   NEVER  LAST  FOREVER.              NOT  HERE,   IN  THE  LAIR  OF  THE  IMPOSSIBLE  MAN!
ind.   priv.   sel.   janitor,   written  by  panda.   sideblog  to  @ilhza.   personals,   don’t interact.
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               she stole our hearts, and she stole our souls, and she took our lives away,                              and she left us here, and she forgot about us in the dark.
                                      independent, private & selective BELDAM of coraline, written by eve.                                                         sideblog to vinget. personals, don’t interact.
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atelives · 8 years ago
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past me: the beldam loves no one present me, an intellectual: wow can u believe the beldam loves her Wife, @iinfest ?
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atelives · 8 years ago
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Soon you’ll be ashes or bones. A mere name at most—and even that is just a sound, an echo. The things we want in life are empty, stale, trivial.
Marcus Aurelius, “Meditations” Volume 33
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━━  i  think ,   deep  down ,   we’re  all  capable  of  unspeakable  things .   where  it  starts  or  what  you  call  it ,   i  don’t  know .
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atelives · 8 years ago
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you glance at the mirror. you aren’t there. you never were.
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atelives · 8 years ago
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fhejreijr i read the book online so i hadn’t seen the illustrations that come with the printed version, and i finally remembered to google them and i’m gonna just
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atelives · 8 years ago
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INKTOBER #28
“The Hungry Spider”, based on Neil Gaiman’s Coraline.
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atelives · 8 years ago
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groovy
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atelives · 8 years ago
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AMERICAN GODS SENTENCE STARTERS
episode two - the secret of spoons. ( contains violence and nsfw themes )
❝ can you hear me ? ❞
❝ you want help ? fine. ❞
❝ let me tell you a story. once upon a time, a man got fucked. now, how is that for a story ? ❞
❝ let me paint a picture of what’s waiting for you on the shore. ❞
❝ and all for what ? ❞
❝ and i ain’t even started yet. ❞
❝ this guy gets it. ❞
❝ angry is good. angry gets shit done. ❞
❝ you’re already dead, asshole. at least die a sacrifice for something worthwhile. ❞
❝ let. the motherfucker. burn ! let it all burn. ❞
❝ were you shot at ? ❞
❝ well it depends on who you ask. ❞
❝ i don’t know what the fuck you speak of. ❞
❝ how was the funeral ? ❞
❝ you wanna come in and talk about it ? ❞
❝ mmm-mmm-mmm. what a little asshole. ❞
❝ oh, you know him ? ❞
❝ they don’t have a fucking clue. ❞
❝ i don’t give a fuck if they don’t have a fucking clue, i want one ! give me a fucking clue ! ❞
❝ good. compact amended. ❞
❝ your first bed as a free man. enjoy it. ❞
❝ an assault on you is an insult to me. don’t think because i didn’t lose my temper i am not angry, or am lacking a plan. ❞
❝ i didn’t mean to wake you. ❞
❝ they told me you died. ❞
❝ you were just having a bad dream. ❞
❝ you going to miss it ? ❞
❝ too many people tell each other not to repress their emotions, to release their feelings, to let the pain go. there’s a lot to be said for bottling up emotions. ❞
❝ what i say has got to be said, so i want you to consider my words very carefully. ❞
❝ say it. ❞
❝ you are only obligated to feel bad about that for so long. ❞
❝ let there be beauty where there can be. ❞
❝ plan is, we will be meeting with a number of people preeminent in their respective fields, and then we will rendezvous in one of the most important places in the country. ❞
❝ i don’t like dropping in on friends empty handed. ❞
❝ you can’t look out for yourself, how the hell are you gonna look out for me ? ❞
❝ not so fast. we need to talk, [ … ] . ❞
❝ funny how things supposed to make you look good only make it worse. ❞
❝ the fuck is this ? ❞
❝ i’m all sorts, [ … ] .❞
❝ i’m the one they sacrifice to. then till now. ❞
❝ time and attention. better than lamb’s blood. ❞
❝ i hate that. i hate that they were hurting you, [ … ] . i would never do that to you. ❞
❝ i want you in my camp with us. ❞
❝ look at it like this: we’re the coming thing. we are already here. ❞
❝ i was impressed with how you dealt with him/her/them. ❞
❝ who’d have thought you had it in you ? ❞
❝ he/she/they were underestimating you. they all are. not a mistake i’ll make. ❞
❝ i can give you so much more. you name it, honey. what do you need ? ❞
❝ don’t fight gravity, [ … ] . i’ve been at this a while. ❞
❝ i’m trying to help you. ❞
❝ keep your neck out of the belt. ❞
❝ that went as well as can be expected. ❞
❝ i think i’m losing my mind. ❞
❝ oh, like the rest of your life is sane. ❞
❝ at times, the universe does seem to have singled you out for unique abuse. in these moments you have to ask yourself, would i rather be ignored ? ❞
❝ always better dead than forgotten, and no one is ever going to forget you. ❞
❝ it’s a sudden onset of strange. fair cause for consternation, unless strange is a new language and what we’re doing here is vocabulary building. ❞
❝ you may have to consider that you didn’t see what you saw, or you did. the world is either crazy or you are. they’re both solid options. take your pick. ❞
❝ when you decide, come and tell me. but don’t rush into it. take your time. difficult decision. ❞
❝ there are bigger sacrifices one might be asked to make than going a little mad. ❞
❝ you wanna know the secret of my success ? the secret is charm. ❞
❝ i only come when matters are vital, as they are now. ❞
❝ god, you are gorgeous. you have not aged. ❞
❝ the truth is not what people want to hear. ❞
❝ prettiest woman, prettiest lies. ❞
❝ black as night, sweet as sin. you take coffee, then i read your future. ❞
❝ he does not know our world. ❞
❝ i’m easing him in. ❞
❝ you are the worst man i have ever seen. ❞
❝ nice to see you, old friend. i brought a gift. ❞
❝ i come here only to share bread and information. what you do with the latter is entirely up to you. ❞
❝ i’d be happy to help. ❞
❝ oh, he is nobody’s husband, and i am nobody’s wife. ❞
❝ family is who you survive with when you need to survive, even if you do not like them. ❞
❝ i am not a good cook. when i was younger there were servants to make meals. here there are no servants; there’s only us. ❞
❝ learning is beneath me. ❞
❝ i thought you were supposed to read tea leaves ? ❞
❝ that bad, huh ? any good news ? ❞
❝ you brought that madness into my life once. never again. ❞
❝ you know me. you know what these hands have done. ❞
❝ you don’t want me, you want [ … ] , and he’s/she’s/they’re not here. ❞
❝ it will be glorious, win or lose. ❞
❝ i am tired of glorious. ❞
❝ everyone thought he/she/they must be the good one. so i became me. ❞
❝ time passes. now i am gray. ❞
❝ i think in the old country i am forgotten, and here, i am like a bad memory. ❞
❝ i know the killing. ❞
❝ to give a good death is art. ❞
❝ every man’s an equal. ❞
❝ is good ? ❞
❝ first blood is mine. so you’ve lost. game is done. ❞
❝ i just started. ❞
❝ ten thousand deaths made right here. ❞
❝ it’s your move. ❞
❝ he’ll take that shot. no joke, no boast, no half-measures. how good are you ? ❞
❝ it’s your decision. ❞
❝ when my voice breaks on this song, remember old love gone. ❞
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atelives · 8 years ago
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au where i finish making my fucking icons
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@shedanger​
         like a theater preparing its stage ,  the room lights with nauseating green when familiar child - sized hand touches doorknob .  and she doesn’t stir ,  patient as the spider in the web ,  until the soft sound of soles against floor is close enough to greet .  “  CORALINE .  “  head twitches out of the shadows and into the light ,  poised upon skeletal neck as she tilts it ;  smug expression that may pass for affectionate plays across her thinned ,  cracked features .  “  oh ,  coraline .  my sweet ,  precious girl .  “  silken tone is like the paws of some great cat circling its prey ,  her words only warbling slightly with the way reality is contorting around them ,  trying to fit itself into the decayed pink palace .  her world collapsed .  an offense that should be punished ,  but now is not the time .  now is the time for forgiveness and joy !  blackened lips remain twisted in their grimace of pride ,  arrogance permeating like a heavy perfume in the air as she rises ,  rises ,  rises up onto four legs splayed on their fine points .  “  it seems to me ...  that you’ve lost something .  “
         her sharp little rodent fingers twitch against the prizes beneath the loveseat ,  an instant of nearly delirious triumph .  and her hands ,  her hands ;  thin as needles ,  sharp as razors ,  produce the green stone and the ball  (  EYE  )  from the empty air as if she were a magician .  the house ,  which is the world ,  seems to hold its breath at the sight .  “  i win .  “  she guts the silence and lets the room flood with the girl’s loss ,  lets it weigh heavy as dirt on a casket against the clever thing’s shoulders .  no more real world for coraline ,  no more boring old eyes for coraline !  oh ,  she’d stay now ;  forever and always ,  and how wonderful their life will be .  back of her dress twitches like the wings of a fat ,  heavy beetle ,  and she lets go of the little trinkets ,  lets them go where dropped things go .  she has what’s most important now .  hunched form straightens slightly ,  elegant even with all its odd angles ,  and stick - thin arms spread in a mocking invitation to loving embrace .  “  come here ,  coraline .  won’t you hug your mother ?  “  a gloating reminder of what was at stake ,  what’s been lost .  tone remains low with danger ;  needle fingers dance .  “  let’s put all this silliness behind us ,  now .  “
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atelives · 8 years ago
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HEY GUYS!
So I’m sure you’ve seen @wiccanblood‘s post by now about ALL THE SPOOPY BLOGS! If not, here it is! [CLICK ME]
Anyway to assist all of us who has Halloween eternally in their souls, I’m making a masterlist [HERE]! If you could reblog this and put your character’s name and the franchise they’re from in the tags that would be FANTASTIC!
ex: Wednesday Addams; The Addams Family
Anyway, Happy Halloween all! 
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