#queue . 💉

[tales-from-syscord]

ohhh gosh do I have a story

We were in a server and they would let littles talk freely in every single channel, including the vent channels, serious discussion channels, and even the fricken channels made for people 18 and over..

Not only that but they supported Endos and some of the mods and the owner would 'distribute' their alters (in an attempt to force system hopping on everyone who joined)

When one of us pointed out how insane everything was they immediately called us ableist and we were banned

(is 🧷💉 a taken anon tag? if not could we take it? :D)

You can take that tag!

Personally for the littles thing we think it should be "every system decides for themselves, but if you let your littles in these channels they may see inappropriate content."

Otherwise though, that sounds absolutely wild oml /neg

[killermutt]

do you regret it yet?

adult - 22 + it/he

lame stu macher & billy lenz kinnie

i kiss @l00m1ng-urge

transmeds fuck off

minors can int w sfw but don’t follow

# killermutt . 🥩 — my posts

# for l00m . 🔪 — things for my bf

# hey that’s me . 🚬 — flags/genders i id with, userboxes, kin posts, sona art by my bf

# graphics . 🩸 + # dogposting . 🦴 + # queue . 💉 — self explanatory

this is a side blog i follow from elsewhere

[d4rkpassengerz]

( @talescfshadows ) GETS A SMALL STARTER . ( Anthony )

COURT ROOMS are no oddity to a member of the Miami PD, but they still send a certain irritancy down the killer's spine. A subtle sort of benign discomfort at the EXPECTATION OF TRUTH. He won't be living up to it much today, no. The man standing for trial must be EXONERATED.

A life sentence, the common call, won't serve him right. He needs WORSE. He wants him on his TABLE.

Dexter extends a hand, blood report in front of him. It's perfect. No holes. All he has to do is PHRASE IT RIGHT.

"The spatter couldn't have been produced by someone of Mr. Brown's build. Not with a hacksaw, at least, which I'm sure my colleagues can all vouch was the decided murder weapon."

[yeahgen]

isola equinox ball.

clothes 〢 mask 〢 walking stick

he'll also have his medical pouch on hand in case of emergencies :)

[d4rkpassengerz-moved]

( @amischiefofmuses ) CONTINUED FROM [X]

The killer's keen eye glides to the corner veiling the corpse, weighing options. To be or not to be DEXTER MORGAN - the man driven by the NEED. He could feign terror. Feign an accusation - as a member of the Miami PD, he could get away with it. Blood Spatter Analyst Catches Killer In Act: a headline MARíA LAGUERTA would foam at the mouth over.

But, no, no, no, see, this is a personal offense. The kill was HIS, belonging only to his book-balancing blade. This isn't murder. This is THEFT. He's been robbed of precious property. The question, then, is the cause. Because Dexter knows the corpse.

"Howard Marshall." He feels the name drying his mouth, sensation of cotton to the back of his throat. So undeserving. "Three women. Three girls. A boy." Victims. Most of them. To see how much the other knows. "Dead, as of now." Empty hues pin themselves into the other's eyes. "He's proof humans are monsters. And I see yours." Forward step, eager to comprehend before deciding whether the man before him deserves Marshall's fate. "Now, what to do?" A threat? A genuine question? Something in-between.

[rootsofdread]

i finished both of these!!! <333 they both took a while but i'm so happy with how they came out, i hope everyone else loves them as much as i do !! :-D <33

dedge loves hugs of course, and talbot is always a gentleman. he can't exactly kiss serenity's hand...but he tries!

[intcritus]

[dcwnrisen-aa]

Gioia really is just so sweet and kind. That people often forget she’s very perceptive behind it all. It’s what makes her a great caretaker. She goes out of her way to pay attention when no one else does because it’s imperative to notice the smallest details because it could help someone in need.

[sheskindaperfecttryhardboys]

what is "dead dove do not eat"? 🪦🕊

[d4rkpassengerz]

@godstrayed : "I must admit, I don't understand you." - Will ...

There are times where Dexter very much doubts even he can truly understand himself - that UNLIT end of him never to be reeled out for so much as the rest of him to see. He is innately odd. A creature from the periphery masquerading as functionally human - of flesh, bone and BLOOD, but of no true sense of personhood.

Harry tried to give him that, but even he had said the world will never understand Dexter just as he will never understand it, try as he might.

WILL GRAHAM is a strange man in his own right. Sat at his side, Dexter sees a very different sense of propulsion just past the world. A deep connection to it that somehow forces him out into a periphery not much unlike Dexter's, yet polar to it.

"I don't understand you, either." He looks at the other man. His hair is even DARKER under the shade. It gives it a calming air. "But I suppose it's that quality in me. My dark passenger doesn't really... see whatever it is you have in you." It's a passenger, too, but it's... not the same. It's not this type of dark. Perhaps not even dark at all? He breathes, pushing himself to his feet. "Need a ride home, Will?"

[d4rkpassengerz-moved]

( @paralyziingfears )

how can i trust that you wouldn’t hurt me? / from lila to brian !

TRUST is not something THE BROTHER is privy to needing. It may be more convenient for Lila to trust him while he ASSESSES what he would like to do with her, but it's never compulsory. Still, he'll give her one reason. A measly little something lest she believe herself to hold any semblance to an UPPER HAND here.

"Oh. Easy." Thin, CUNNING lips curl up.

He snakes his fingers near her back and takes delicate hold of a strand of her hair, twirling it 'round his index with deliberate precaution. "Because I haven't already." Because BRIAN MOSER is a creature of slick ACTION. For him to have withheld inspires some leeway. Truthfully, he's in a BIND about LILA. He sees in her a DARKNESS that he wants to deepen, to gnaw at and to completely destroy with experiments and leading pretenses. But he also views her as a THREAT to his baby brother's disguise. Keeping tabs on her until he's able to measure just how much of a real threat she is, therefore, registers as only natural.

[selfship-confession-box]

💉That was me i just love being non consistent💉

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OH OKAY JUST MAKING SURE AJHGHGJF

[intcritus]

[d4rkpassengerz]

Dexter takes his time, hollow hazels spraying their death-driven gaze across every inch of the enclosure as though to melt it. A glass box that doesn't break. A perfect CONFINEMENT CHAMBER. It's a little alluring, as much as it echoes terrors of old in the back of his mind. Harry slides into his subconscious to remind him that the MASK must not express too much of that awe. Be impressed, but steady.

"A lockbox isn't foolproof." He reasons, turning to Joe. "This, though." He thinks for a moment. Could one ever enter without a key? No. Wouldn't be able to leave, either. "I imagine no amount of kicking and slamming could make the glass budge, yes?" He forces an awkward expression after that, a sheepish smile curled onto stone lips. "Weird question, sorry. It's - " Little shrug, hand moved to the back of his neck. "I spend most of the time away from my kids working so my mind just works this way." Two things that are separately true coiled and twisted into false causation. "Even my foster father was a police officer, so it kind of ... chases me." Shame is infused into the plastic smile, eyes following suit. "Weird. I know."

joe's gaze lingers , trailing after the other as he moves around , admiring the craftsmanship of the glass cage. it's a thing of beauty &* darkness -------- a controlled environment once used for punishment that joe himself controls now. he knows the ins &* outs of this box better than he knows his own apartment. no one could trap him in here the way he could trap them. cat &* mouse ; rigged in the end.

❛   it was built for handling money safely. once you're in here , the door locks from the outside. that little window only opens from one side. ❜

he walks over to it , opening up the interior door before pushing on the side dexter's on to show how is does not budge. ❛   my step father owns this place. he was a former russian soldier , so ... his methods are pretty intense. i don't see why a lockbox isn't adequate , but ... well , his store , his rules. if anyone is coming to buy one of our special editions , all money is handled here. ❜ not lies ---- half truth. they rarely sell those books. this place is a cage for joe &* mooney himself ; those with ... predispositions that needed to be disciplined. it has been so very long since he was put in here ---- he does not need it anymore. but one day he would find someone who did. maybe he could pass on the wisdom of it's confinement.

[d4rkpassengerz]

( @tornmask )

"Why are you being nice?" - from dexter @ joey!

He doesn't want to answer that. It should be OBVIOUS - maybe beyond so - WHY he would extend DEXTER MORGAN any kindness. So, it goes unsaid. If Dexter wants to know, he should use that noggin of his for something other than BLOOD SPATTER ANALYSIS this time around. PRICK.

"It's just a fuckin' cuppa coffee, Dexter," is instead what's thrown the other's way. "I know you're doin' overtime. You'll need it. That's all. Don't make it weird." But it very much is, Joey knows. He doesn't know where else to direct the little things he'd done for she who is long gone. Small coffee runs and tweaks to the air conditioning - trivial favors she might not have even known he'd extended her. He doesn't know what to do with that part of him. Whatever rebounds he'd tried have failed and FALLEN in the eye of a man who sees no one but who she was and who she could have stayed. He doesn't know what to do with any of this. All he knows how to do is scrunch his nose up and get PRICKLY, looking at a man so strange and slight to him like he's the last piece of something intangible. Debra loved him dearly, her older brother and only family. She would have wanted this. It's all he can do for her.

"Take the damn thing." He plops it on his desk with a little thud.

[d4rkpassengerz-moved]

( @konkuurito )

"you don't deserve the attention." for brian uwu

ATTENTION was never something the LONELINESS in Brian expected from others. It was, after all, a serial killer's worst enemy - eyes pinned on him like NEEDLES waiting for an entryway. He wouldn't even want to deserve that. That was for RUDY COOPER to amass from the pathetic lambs he kept around himself like a safety net, the perfect web around his ruse to sell it at top price. He only yearns for the attention of ONE PERSON... and it wasn't JAY KURONUMA.

"And yet you constantly extend it to me." He tilts his head in devilish fashion, playful look doing nothing to douse the coldness he allows the other to see in his eyes. "Trying to convince yourself to stop, Jay?"