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                      ‘ HEY --- if those guys give you ANY more issues, tell me, okay? I can make them stop.” Lily offered a kind smile, biting down on her lip. “And WELCOME back to school, Tyler. How are you?” @socialbarrage

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                    ‘ ARCHIE !” The little brunette exclaimed, a cup of vodka and cranberry juice in her hands. It was a PARTY, a fun party, but Lily wasn’t having the most fun. Rumors were going around, NOT NICE rumors around her, started by the jocks, but Archie? Archie was sweet, always had been sweet, and she had grown up around him. CLAY was friends with him, and they had grown on the same block. Right now, Lily was just happy to see a FAMILIAR, friendly face. SC // @riverbeauties

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his  world  is  cold  ,      &     the  stars  no  longer  shine  as  bright  .            boy  drenched  in  sin  ,  supposedly  too  young  for  this  ,  who  could  be  atlas  if  not  so  goddamn  selfish  ;       this  is  the  only  life  for  him  .            he  deserves  nothing  more  than  this  unending  emptiness  ,  unending  cruelty  .            coughing  up  blood  in  back  alleys  ,  picking  fights  so  that  fresh  wounds  will  cause  him  to  finally  feel  something  ,  he  does  not  know  compassion  as  it  has  never  been  shown  to  him  in  this  life  .            &  so  ,   when  her  offers  drenched  in  naivety  fall  upon  deaf  ears  ,  a  discomfort  crawls  along  bruised  flesh  ,  teething  on  his  bones  &  rattling  his  very  being  .          ‘    i  said  i  don’t  want  your  fucking  money .   ’          syllables  are  loud  ,  nearly  snarled  through  blood  stained  teeth  .           the  monster  ,  who  causes  eyes  to  grow  hollow  ,  who  was  crafted  from  bad  days  &  fed  by  the  cries  of  those  who  foolishly  offered  their  hearts  to  him  in  sacrifice  ,  threatens  to  emerge  .           

‘    &  i  don’t  give  a  fuck  about  your  rich  boyfriend  &  his  place  .   ’            his  gore-soaked  thread  of  patience  is  beginning  to  grow  short  ,  hades  scissors  cutting  off  an  inch  as  the  devil  begins  to  play  with his  idle  hands  .           stepping  forward  ,  he’ll  straighten  himself  out  .           the  shadows  along  his  face  highlight  the  sharp  of  his  feature  .           a  jaw  that  could  cut  glass  ,  galaxial  bruised  eyes  ,  there  is  nothing  truly  soft  about  him  in  the  same  way  there  is  no point  in  hoping  that  he  could  be  rescued  from  this  life  .           serpent  heart  ,  devil  who  prays  with  blood  on his  lips  ,  such  cruelty  is  his  only  true  familiarity  .

‘    i  don’t  have  time  for  this  .           so  take  the  shit  &  go  ,          .  .  .          unless  you  want  the  others  here  know  that  a  pretty  little  thing  with  a skimpy  fucking  skirt  is  walking  around  here  .           i’m  sure  they’d  love  to  meet  you  .   ’           hands  made  to  bruise  forcefully  shove  the  baggie  into  her  grip .         ‘    &  tell  brad  not  to  send  you  back  here  if  wants  to  keep  his  dealer  .   ’         

                                ‘ LILY SAW SOMETHING IN HIM. SOMETHING DARK.It scared her to be honest, the way he glared at her, as if he could just devour her tiny being whole. He COULD -- he was much taller and although skinny, he could TAKE her out easily. It didn’t take much these days. Lily took the bag that was shoved in her grip and flinched, swallowing hard. GIVING BRYCE ORDERS NEVER REALLY DID WORK OUT. When he shut the door on her, she flinched again, her doe eyes darkening. She sighed, though and placed the hundred bucks that she had into the slit of the doorframe. Maybe he would change his mind. 

                                     WHEN SHE GOT BACK, Bryce was so mad that she had taken so long. He grabbed the baggie from her and that was the end of the drug situation. WEEKS went by, until BRYCE said he needed Lily to go again. When she told him that the guy said no, that he had to go, Bryce just scoffed. When Lily fought back, insisting, he got ANGRY --- smacked her hard, leaving a VISIBLE bruise and split lip. When she went by the similar place, the apartment, the door was open and she walked in. 

                                      “Um ... hello? It’s ... It’s me again. I ... I had to come here. I me-mean, I ... I’m here to pick up again.” She got out, still shaken up from the assault. “The d-door was open ... I’m sorry.” She swallowed hard. “LAST TIME .. we got off on the wrong foot. I’m ... I’m Lily and I don’t ... I don’t want to make you a charity case. I’m sorry ‘bout that.” She offered. Maybe she was lonely --- she didn’t know why she was talking to him. Bryce had isolated her, a possessive demon that only allowed Lily to himself. MAYBE she just needed someone to talk to --- and she knew THIS wasn’t a good deal, but desperation called. 

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mltreat:

pockets  are  lined  with  different  baggies  ,           each  one  half  full  of  whatever  was  ordered  from  him  .          his  wallet  is stuffed  with  loose  bills  most  likely  stolen  from  unsuspecting  women  with  expensive  tastes  ,  not  that  he  cares  where  it  comes  from  as  long  as  he  get  it  .          but  she  ,  with  an  anxious  look  to  her  &  unsteady  movements  ,  appears  nothing  like  the  the  customers  he  is  used  to  .          those  addicts  who  keep  knives  as  close  to  them  as  needles  in  their  veins  .          vincent  notices  the  shine  in  her  eye  ,  dulling  like  the  flickering  flame  of  a  dying  candle  ,  but  still  doing  it’s  best  to  thrive  in  windy  conditions  .          people  like  him  in  places  like  this  will  lick  the  pad  of  their  thumbs  &  extinguish  that  fire  .           ‘    you  must  be  even  dumber  than  you  look  if  you  really  think  a  couple  hundred  will  save  anyone  in  this  fucking  place  .  ’          syllables  drip  with  vexation  &  hollowed  eyes  continue  to  shoot  daggers  in  her  direction  .          something  about  her  concern  creates  a  discomfort  within  him  ,  much  akin  to  a  shiver  up  a  crooked  spine  ,  a  sickness  in  his  gut  .          an  annoyed  sigh  is  heaved  &  skeleton  digits  will  retrieve  a  baggie  from  his  pocket  .          ‘   i’ll  sell  you  the  shit  if  you’ll  fuck  off  .          but  i  don’t  want  the  fucking  money  your  daddy  gave  you  .          i’m  not  a  goddamn  charity  case  .    ’ 

                      ‘ LILY WAS THE SAVING TYPE, SHE HAD TO ADMIT TO THAT. When she was little and saw a bunny hurting, unable to properly hop, she took it upon herself to fix it up and whenever she saw someone ALONE at lunch at school, she’d go and sit with them. That was who she was --- the EPITOME of kindness, of sweetness. Not a MEAN BONE in her body. When he snapped back at her, she swallowed hard against the harsh tone. She was used to being put down. It wasn’t new to her. “How about ... five hundred?” She scooped up the money. It was Lily’s LAST hundreds, but this kid --- did he even have food in his fridge? Probably NOT. He looked HAGGARD too. “My ... My dad doesn’t give me money. And even if he did, I’d never take it .. I make my own money.” She looked down when she said it, hesitant. 

                             She PEERED into the room and saw the mess it was. “Do you REALLY want to be the guy living in this dump that catches a staph infection? You’re NOT a charity case, but ... I mean, I could talk to my boyfriend about ... maybe findin’ you a  place. He has a HUGE house, even a pool house ... it’s nice in there, bigger than most hosues.” Bryce wouldn’t like it AT ALL that she was talking to another guy, but she felt something twinge inside of for this guy. She didn’t know why. His small figure reminded her of CLAY, her big brother and JUSTIN --- who was recovering  from this kind of life and she knew one thing for sure: no one deserved it. 

                                 “D-Do you know him? I mean, you must. Bryce --- he’s the one who usually picks up this stuff. He could help --- I mean, I can make him help, and ... that way, you won’t have to live in this place and maybe reconsider things ... like this for a career choice.” 

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                            ❛   IN UNITY      ━━          there is strength !!    ❜                                    loved by rocker since 6.18.18                                                 private & selective

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𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒 /  𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒.

𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐨𝐫 𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐭𝐡 𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠.

❛ You will always fall in love, and it will always be like having your throat cut, just that fast. ❜

❛ You are going to break your promise. ❜

❛ I understand. ❜

❛ And I hold my hands over the ears of my heart, so that I will not hate you. ❜

❛ Oh, I will be cruel to you. ❜

❛ It will stop your breath, how cruel I can be. ❜

❛ But you understand, don’t you? ❜

❛ I am a demanding creature. ❜

❛ I am selfish and cruel and extremely unreasonable. ❜

❛ For you alone I will be weak. ❜

❛ I do not tolerate a world emptied of you. ❜

❛ In the dark, I have pored over the loss of you like pale gold. ❜

❛ I have looked for your face in the patterns of the ice. ❜

❛ I moved the earth and the water for you. ❜

❛ Because my magic is as strong as an arm. ❜

❛ Magic does that. It wastes you away. ❜

❛ Magic does that. It wastes you away. Once it grips you by the ear, the real world gets quieter and quieter, until you can hardly hear it at all. ❜

❛ You will always run away with her. ❜

❛ You will always lose her. ❜

❛ You will always be a fool. ❜

❛ War is not for winning. ❜

❛ But her heart was so cold that she could hold ice in her mouth and it would never melt. ❜

❛ You look like a winter night. ❜

❛ But if you must be clever, then be clever. ❜

❛ Be brave. ❜

❛ Sleep with fists closed and shoot straight. ❜

❛ She is so stubborn, her heart has an argument with her head every time it wants to beat. ❜

❛ How I adore you. ❜

❛ Tell me you want what you want and damn me forever. But don’t leave me. ❜

❛ Oh, quit that. ❜

❛ In his own country, death can be kind. ❜

❛ Bad luck relies on absolutely perfect timing. ❜

❛ Someone ought to write a novel about me. ❜

❛ I savor bitterness - it is born of experience. It is the privilege of one who has truly lived. ❜

❛ What is the world but a boxing ring where fools and devils put up their fists? ❜

❛ After love, no one is what they were before. ❜

❛ In the space of one heartbeat to another I loved you and I was lost to you. ❜

❛ No one is now what they were before the war. There’s just no getting any of it back. ❜

❛ How long your hair has grown. You could strangle a man in it. ❜

❛ I have survived, but I have not been spared. ❜

❛ After all, when all else is gone, you may still have bitterness in abundance. ❜

❛ I’ve a devil of a habit for being right. ❜

❛ Everyone is a criminal! ❜

❛ Naturally, then, humans fall into three categories: the criminal, the not-yet-criminal, and the not-yet-caught. ❜

❛ Forests have secrets. ❜

❛ We are better at this than you are. ❜

❛ We can hold two terrible ideas at once in our hearts. ❜

❛ It’s not so bad, my darling. ❜

❛ I look at you and it is like my throat being cut. ❜

❛ Do you think I am a fool? ❜

❛ Did you never think, even once, that I loved lipstick and rouge for more than their color alone? ❜

❛ I still want to kiss you. ❜

❛ I hate it here. ❜

❛ He’ll burn you down like wax if you let him. ❜

❛ Did I not come to you on my knees with a kingdom in my hand? ❜

❛ I am not a little girl anymore, dazzled by your magic. It is my magic, now, too. ❜

❛ My heart is being cut in two. I cannot bear it. ❜

❛ Nothing ever truly dies. ❜

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Send “UNF” to pin my muse against the wall with DESIRE

Send “UGH” to pin my muse against the wall from FURY

Send “DONT” to pin my muse against the wall to prevent them from LEAVING

Send “OOF” to pin my muse against the wall by ACCIDENT

Send “HA” to pin my muse against the wall as a JOKE

Send “NO” to pin my muse against the wall to PROTECT THEM

Send “LISTEN” to hug my muse against the wall to let them know they LOVE THEM

Send“AH”to pin my muse against the wall but letting a RANDOMIZER choose

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mltreat:

soul  sold  ;           vincent  has  signed  the  contract  with  the  crimson  ink  of  hades  quill  to  become  nothing  more  than  another  abandoned  child  of  god  who  carries  a  burden  on  his  shoulders  &  wears  a  thorn  crown  .          his  hands  have  become  stained  with  gore  &  the  filth  that  the  business  brings  ,  that  of  ash  &  sin  .          the  kind  that  holy  water  can’t  ever  get  rid  of  .          such  meetings  were  routine  for  him ,  like  brushing  his  teeth  ,  like  lighting  the  pipe  .          they  were  nothing  more  than  quick  hand  offs  .          however  ,  with  the  lilt of  the  other’s  voice  dripping  in  naivety  ,  soaked  in  innocence  ,  he  quickly  learns  that  this  encounter  is  anything  but  routine  .          even  so  ,  he  opens  the  door  so  that  she  is  met  with  an  unwelcoming  glare  ,  abyssal  hues  shooting  daggers  .          ‘   a          .  .  .           pickup  ?          you’re  fucking  jokin’  ,  right  ?  ’          she  doesn’t  belong  here  .          this  is  where  addiction  first  makes  home  in  spaces  between  vertebra  ,  where  the  ugly  come  to  rest  their  feet  &  hang  their  souls  on  hooks  made  of  decaying  bone  .           there  is  where  he  works  .          ‘   you’re  not  picking  up  shit  .           go  the  fuck  home  to  mommy  &  daddy  .    ’                      

                             ‘ BIG DOE EYES looked into the man’s eyes --- he couldn’t have been much older than her. She was NERVOUS and that was quite obvious, but she didn’t think he deserved to belong HERE either. Truthfully, no one deserved this. She swallowed hard, the FEAR rising in her as he was about to shut the door, but she shook her head. “--N-No! No, PLEASE, I ... I need them. I ne-need them. They’re NOT even for me. They’re for my boyfriend ... “ She barely got out. THE FEAR OF WHAT BRYCE WOULD DO TO HER OUTWEIGHED WHAT THIS MAN COULD DO TO HER, CLEARLY. “I ha-have the money. Here.” She pulled it out of her wallet and looked over the boy’s shoulder and although she was short, she could see for herself that it was dingy, disgusting in there. “And ma-maybe ... um ... “ She DUG into her own wallet, pulling out a few extra hundred. She had gotten more babysitting gigs lately. 

                                           “HERE. You --- You should find a better place to live. You’re young, not much older than me and ... you shouldn’t be living in a place like this. I know it’s not my business, but ... I just see what I see.” 

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                           ‘ GET THE FUCKING DRUGS FOR ME, OR DON’T BOTHER COMING BACK HERE ! He had thrown the money at her, like she was a common whore. When LILY protested, he threw her against the wall, shirtless, kissing down her neck, coaxing her and smacked her across the face when she protested again. I CAN’T BE SEEN GETTING DRUGS. A POOR SLUT LIKE YOU ? WHO CARES. With a trembling lip, she nodded, putting her clothes back on as she ventured out, all ON HER OWN, to a dingy motel. The man she knew that would giving her the drugs was dark haired, shaggy dark hair, and would meet her up at his hotel room. The place was SKETCHY and Lily stuck out like a sore fucking thumb. 

                                She got to the floor and knocked on the door. “He-Hello?” She innocently asked. “Um, I’m here ... for a pick up.” HOW STUPID COULD SHE SOUND ? @mltreat

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serpenthalf:

       ANGER BUBBLED LIKE A cauldron beneath a silent composure, subtle pressure from a stiff arm maneuvering them to the side of the hall ; ( OUT OF SIGHT FROM PASSERSBY ) ❛   you’re SERIOUS ? that jock asshole everyone worships ?   ❜ 

       he’d tower over the smaller of the duo, worried eyes soft & locked onto visible bruising. it’d hardly been three weeks since the GREAT JOURNEY from new york to california, and companionship was something difficult to stumble upon  ━ not that much effort had been put forth, regardless. the girl had taken some pique of interest in him, showed him the ropes of LIBERTY HIGH, a debt which should be repaid in camaraderie. ❛   what did he SAY ? if we’re gonna plot a takedown, i need some direct quotes, lil. we’re gonna end him. trust me.    ❜

                         ‘LILY adored Jughead --- they loved the same crime novels, the same creepy shows. Sure, Lily was a pink-loving, cheerleading GIRLY GIRL who played to design pretty clothes, but she had a dark side, one that loved creepy things and most of all, liked Jughead. He was KIND, unlike so many people here and he had that NEW YORK WAY about him. She smiled bitterly, shaking her head. “You think you could TAKE DOWN a guy like Bryce Walker? He RULES this school, Jug ... He’s everything to this stupid fucking school.” She sniffled, bringing her knees to her chest. “He ... He told me he didn’t want to asociate with TRASH anymore ... that it was just a phase, me and him ... that I was an immature, little slut that DIDN’T DESERVE him.” She sniffled, more tears falling. “Wh-When .. When I called him a RAPIST, like those rumors said, he ... he lost it. He ... He hit me. HARD.” She looked to Jughead and shook her head. “It was MY fault ... and please, Jug, we can’t do anything about it, okay? Guys like BRYCE, they always win ... He threatened me, told me he’d go after my older brother who is in his grade ... and I can’t do that to Clay. He doesn’t even know about all this.” She let her lip tremble though. 

                               She moved closer to him, leaning her head on his shoulder. “Let’s RUN away to New York, okay? We can go back to where you’re from ... forget these shitty people in this shitty town.” 

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       TORN SHOES POUNDED across linoleum hallway flooring, huffs of breathe escaping between parted lips. pace slowed only after the boy had caught up to the other, a firm hand resting itself on a frail shoulder. 

        ❛ I’M NOT DUMB, lil. tell me what’s up with you. please ?   ❜

                         ‘LILY felt disgusting, like everyone knew what she was -- a slut, a whore, all the of the words Bryce Walker and his little group taunted her with. She was his side piece, his punching bag and she allowed it to happen. Now he was with CHLOE --- why? Because in his words, she was a stupid fucking child, a little slut, no worth being with. The words echoed in her head as she looked to Jughead, lip trembling. 

                                  “I’m ... I’m just OVER-REACTING. It was my fault he did it ... It was, I was bein’ a stupid fucking child, Jug.” She swallowed hard. “Ya know BRYCE? He ... broke it off with me. I mean, for real this time ... He was with me, even when he was with Chloe, but ... he officially stopped it and when I asked him ... when I asked him why, why he couldn’t be with me ... he just LAUGHED at me.” She looked up at Jughead, upset. “... Why are you even friends with me, Jug? No one else is. Everyone else thinks I’m a SLUT ... you should too.” 

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                      ‘ I’M FINE, JUG! I swear!” The little brunette exclaimed, trying to walk away from her good friend. One of her only good friends left. The right side of her cheek was bruised, bright RED from a smack across the face. “I sw-swear, I’m fine!” SC // @serpenthalf

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