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HELLOOOOOOOO, EVERYONE!!

matt is MOVING! you will be able to find him at @devilwalks, a sideblog of my multi @pierrotts.

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𝐢'𝐦 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬, ███ █████. 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐦𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 ? a literate & private portrayal of 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐎𝐍 from the soska sister's american mary (2012).

𝐵𝐿𝑂𝑂𝐷 (/bləd/); the action of inflicting hurt or harm on someone for an injury or wrong suffered at their hands.

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4-Word Sentence Prompts

An assortment of prompts and/or starters using only four words. Adjust as necessary to fit pronoun and/or descriptor. Reblog, please do not repost or add.

“ I don't need you. ”

“ Celebrate while you can. ”

“ It was too much. ”

“ I'm so, so sorry. ”

“ Let me love you. ”

“ Where have you been? ”

“ Why am I here? ”

“ I would love to. ”

“ I tried but failed. ”

“ You'll never forgive me. ”

“ I want to confess. ”

“ I will protect you. ”

“ You don't deserve me. ”

“ I don't deserve you. ”

“ You are safe here. ”

“ You choose your fate. ”

“ I have lost control. ”

“ I don't recognize myself. ”

“ You are to blame. ”

“ You lack the skills. ”

“ Be still, don't move. ”

“ Yet again you lie. ”

“ You are so beautiful. ”

“ Take it off. Now. ”

“ Look at you now. ”

“ Shoot before it escapes! ”

“ You can't do this! ”

“ Please don't leave me. ”

“ Please leave me along. ”

“ Worship me or die. ”

“ Bow before me, peasant. ”

“ Did you make this? ”

“ I can't believe this! ”

“ You are my villain. ”

“ You are my hero. ”

“ I don't take sides. ”

“ Run, don't look back. ”

“ My life is perfect. ”

“ Don't lie to me. ”

“ When is it over? ”

“ What is this madness? ”

“ Cut loose, have fun! ”

“ I hate you all. ”

“ I love you, dear. ”

“ You drive me crazy. ”

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hi kids

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[ ☻ ] a literate ﹠ private multimuse blog built of original characters as written by 𝑾𝑶𝑬 ! —— ❝ what's the matter kid, don't you like clowns? don't we make ya laugh? aren't we fuckin' funny? ❞

[ ☻ ] —— a small universe's tales of woe lovingly hand—crafted ﹠ explored. will delve into fandom-based original characters, independent original characters, horror-based original characters, ﹠ more. 𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐌 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐑: clown themes will only be present here. it's just one of my personality traits.

[ 𝗥𝗨𝗟𝗘𝗦 ] [ 𝗠𝗨𝗦𝗘𝗦 : 𝖬𝖠𝖲𝖳𝖤𝖱𝖫𝖨𝖲𝖳 �� 𝖧𝖮𝖱𝖱𝖮𝖱 » 𝖨𝖭𝖣𝖤𝖯𝖤𝖭𝖣𝖤𝖭𝖳 » 𝖥𝖠𝖭𝖣𝖮𝖬 ] [ 𝖳𝖠𝖦𝖲 ]

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Reblog this if it is totally okay to come into your DM's at 3am and talk about our muses in cap locks! ♡

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there's another groan on matt's lips ⸺ why can't he seem to find himself? he stills again, his head tipping back just slightly, blindly swinging behind him to find a wall to slump himself against. he manages to drag himself backwards to drag himself up and lean his shoulders back against the wall. he couldn't hear ⸺ or make note of, really ⸺ any threat nearing the pair of them. ❝ i, uh — ❞ he started, swiveling his face towards where the other's voice was coming from. they didn't seem like a civilian, at the very least. a stranger, certainly, but the way they held themself ⸺ the way their panic seemed to ease set something off in the back of matt's head. ❝ who are you? ❞

their eyes go wide as the other tries to sit up, hesitant to force them back down and letting the dizziness speak for itself. liam can only scan over the rest of him and see that there’s no real tears, cracks, or breaks anywhere in the suit. knowing him— the answer is absolutely. 

“if I had to guess, you’re probably bruised. head’s not the only thing that took quite the impact, but uh, nothing that won’t heal i think.” she’s not rushing to get out of there, not the way he is, glancing just over their shoulders to see nothing, not any movement, and their spider-sense calmed. it’s what brought them to him— or lead, they should say. following the direction their senses yanked them in, the way the colors teased their curiosity, liam was answering some cosmic help alert when they came upon matt.

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he’s lying. he doesn’t know that you know, that this strange passerby just passing through this strange town, knows that he’s lying. the sharp, coppery scent of blood filled your nostrils ⸺ the all-too-familiar metallic scent viscous and harsh on the tip of your tongue. the priest is panicking; he’s trying to hide something, and the way his heart rate is elevating, it’s not exactly going to be stop whatever bleeding is actually occurring. from what you can tell, it’s his palms. both of them. that alone sets something off in the back of your mind, triggering some vague memory of something you learned speaking to the father at church growing up.  ❝ father, please. ❞ you keep your tone low and even ( ｉｔ ｉｓ ｔｈｅ ｓａｍｅ ｔｏｎｅ ｙｏｕ ｕｓｅ ｗｉｔｈ ｊａｍｅｓ， ｗｈｅｎ ｈｅ’ｓ ｃａｕｇｈｔ ｕｐ ｉｎ ｈｉｓ ｏｗｎ ｐａｎｉｃ ). you sacrifice the sweatshirt you’re wearing ⸺ up and over your head, and you are using your teeth to tear at one of the sleeves. ⸺ ❝ let me help. ❞

[      .   .   .   ] @crossbearings. is this a regular thing for you?

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ “   what ,   this   ?   no ,   no ,   it   ⸺   ”   was   a   lie.   a   sign   from   god.   wounds   agape ,   palms   dripping   with   the   blood   of   christ   once   more   ﹠   you’re   sat   frantically   wrapping   them   in   ace   bandages   that   were   already   soaked   through.   there   was   nothing   like   that   initial   pain   ⸺   the   sensation   of   flesh   being   ripped   opened.   hands   meant   to   be   on   display.   it   was   symbolic   of   your   closeness   to Him.   your   relationship   with   the   lord.   you   were   one   of   the   chosen   few   for   such   a   divine   gift.      (   𝐎𝐑   𝐒𝐎   𝐘𝐎𝐔   𝐇𝐀𝐃   𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐍   𝐓𝐎𝐋𝐃.   ) “   ⸺   just   …   cut   my   hand   open ,   trying   to   …   grabbed   the   knife   the   wrong   way ,   fuck.   ”      lying   to   a   blind   man   was   easier ,   sure.   a   distinct   lack   of   visual   cues.   just   enough   conviction   in   your   voice   to   maybe   get   away   with   it.   your   breath   shakes   as   you   grit   your   teeth.   𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄   𝐖𝐀𝐒   𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆   𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓   𝐆𝐎𝐃’𝐒   𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄   𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓   𝐇𝐀𝐃   𝐀𝐋𝐖𝐀𝐘𝐒   𝐒𝐄𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐃   𝐒𝐎   𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑.   maybe   the   luck   they spoke of resided   in   the   fact   that after   all   this   time ,   you’d   taught   yourself   how   to   eventually   block   out   the   ache.

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i have been... so nervy about writing across the board since i came back. just know i see y'all, and i wanna plot with y'all, but y'all scare me fr.

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little soft launch for my new original multi - muse until i have enough energy to make a legitimate promo.

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[ ☻ ] a literate ﹠ private multimuse blog built of original characters as written by 𝑾𝑶𝑬 ! —— ❝ what's the matter kid, don't you like clowns? don't we make ya laugh? aren't we fuckin' funny? ❞

[ ☻ ] —— a small universe's tales of woe lovingly hand—crafted ﹠ explored. will delve into fandom-based original characters, independent original characters, horror-based original characters, ﹠ more. 𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐌 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐑: clown themes will only be present here. it's just one of my personality traits.

[ 𝗥𝗨𝗟𝗘𝗦 ] [ 𝗠𝗨𝗦𝗘𝗦 : 𝖬𝖠𝖲𝖳𝖤𝖱𝖫𝖨𝖲𝖳 » 𝖧𝖮𝖱𝖱𝖮𝖱 » 𝖨𝖭𝖣𝖤𝖯𝖤𝖭𝖣𝖤𝖭𝖳 » 𝖥𝖠𝖭𝖣𝖮𝖬 ] [ 𝖳𝖠𝖦𝖲 ]

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what made u guys pick ur url's !

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[ ☻ ] a literate ﹠ private multimuse blog built of original characters as written by 𝑾𝑶𝑬 ! —— ❝ what's the matter kid, don't you like clowns? don't we make ya laugh? aren't we fuckin' funny? ❞

[ ☻ ] —— a small universe's tales of woe lovingly hand—crafted ﹠ explored. will delve into fandom-based original characters, independent original characters, horror-based original characters, ﹠ more. 𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐌 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐑: clown themes will only be present here. it's just one of my personality traits.

[ 𝗥𝗨𝗟𝗘𝗦 ] [ 𝗠𝗨𝗦𝗘𝗦 : 𝖬𝖠𝖲𝖳𝖤𝖱𝖫𝖨𝖲𝖳 » 𝖧𝖮𝖱𝖱𝖮𝖱 » 𝖨𝖭𝖣𝖤𝖯𝖤𝖭𝖣𝖤𝖭𝖳 » 𝖥𝖠𝖭𝖣𝖮𝖬 ] [ 𝖳𝖠𝖦𝖲 ]

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Spy Sentences, Vol. 4

(Sentences from various sources for spies and/or secretive muses. Adjust phrasing where needed)

"I don't like not knowing."

"There are ways to hurt you that do not involve hurting you."

"Well, aren't you just full of surprises."

"Only in death does duty end."

"I'm ready to report my findings."

"Since when do you care about other people's privacy?"

"Have you ever questioned your loyalty?"

"The work we do is too important to jeopardise."

"Must you always sacrifice your happiness for your sense of duty?"

"It's a non-disclosure agreement. I would like you to sign it."

"Are you here to kill me? Because I have to admit, I find the possibility very exciting."

"You look like you're carrying the weight of the world."

"There is something that I wish to discuss in private."

"I admire your tenacity."

"Wait, how did you know about that?"

"My superiors insisted we not be seen together."

"How did you find me?"

"You know, we don't have to do this whole secret agent thing. We could just talk like normal people."

"You're every bit as perceptive as they say."

"Would you mind if we talked inside?"

"It's my business to know what others don't."

"Everything I've told you is true, more or less. I've just omitted a great deal."

"Well, I confess to being surprised that this has escaped my attention."

"Ah, you're alive. That's unfortunate."

"Did you ever regret the decisions you made?"

"The plan shall go on, with or without you."

"Have you ever known me to be intimidated?"

"Please don't get comfortable, we won't be here long. "

"You are one of the best liars that I have ever met, and that's saying something."

"I wish your word meant something more to me."

"You talk all the time about the blood on my hands, but how about the blood on yours?"

"Paranoia is the byproduct of being consistently right. You should aspire to it."

"Spies don't have motives; they have orders."

"Being loved by you is a dangerous thing."

"You can't unlearn something you already know."

"I give you one chance to surrender."

"I think you've got me mixed up with James Bond."

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nothing, i just wanted to show y’all i started hanging up my comics and it looks cool. that’s all. bye.

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[ ☣ ]  ❝ 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘣𝘪𝘨 𝘣𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘳𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘸𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙪𝙣? 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭, 𝘪𝘵'𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝗳𝗹𝗮𝗺𝗲𝘀 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘺 𝘪𝘯 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 — 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘴, 𝘪𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗰 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙨𝙩. —— a literate & private portrayal of ACID THE NOMADIC — an original character based in the canon of my chemical romance's danger days: the true lives of the fabulous killjoys and george miller's mad max franchise.

[ ☣ ] a man built of dust ﹠ sweat. bloody knuckles ﹠ broken windows. an acid bath lobotomy ﹠ the taste of grease on the tip of the tongue. grainy salt on the brow ﹠ a wolf—tooth grin. die with your mask on. a gun to the head ﹠ a knife in the boot. sipping on some rich blood. what are you running from?

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