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girard-jakubs.

Her boredom he could fathom. He suffered from a chronic case of boredom himself—hence his tendency to ingest any drug known to man. At least she was more straight forward than most.

Angela reminded him of his words, words he could not quite explain why they happened other than it was a vulnerable moment.

His jaw clenched slightly, not terribly amused with her tone. “What is it you want from me? You say there’s nothing better to do—and what is it you’re doing with me?”

        ‘ ooo,  mr. grumpy pants today, huh? ‘   she taunts him in his irritability,  though she can’t ignore the ping of guilt she feels for being --  knowingly -- a creep.     ‘  getting to know you..    or something like that,  ‘   she repeats his previous words again as she eyes her nails,    ‘  i can always go.  ‘

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 ‘  sometimes i think about stopping..  ‘    she says, eyeing the pile-up of four bodies a few feet from her, legs dangling from the platform she’s sitting on,   ‘ but i can’t. ‘

open.

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girard.

Girard nodded. “It’s true. Nicole is a fucking idiot,” He sighed, momentarily kicking himself for hiring a secretary just because she was hot. “She asked me once how it was that the moon was further away than Europe since we can see the moon but not Europe.”

He raised his brows, “you’re coming around to say hi?” He chuckled quietly. “Okay. Most people don’t follow me to my work and ninja their way into my office without some motive. Are you wanting to get to know me or something like that?”

           an eyebrow raises speculatively,  though she only smirks at his comment --    and makes a sidenote on who what to eat for dinner later.      she crosses her legs and shrugs her shoulders,  then.    ‘  nobody follows anybody without a motive.    --       i would go with the  ‘ something like that ‘  part;   i just don’t have anything better to do.  and in all fairness,  you seemed pretty interested in me, ‘   and then,  in a low-tone mocking voice,  she repeats words he’d said before,  ‘ i want to kiss you -- ‘

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ok but ...  what would be a really awesome plot is like ....  there being one of angie’s friends or something from when she was human, and angie thinks that that vampire that hunted her killed them ..   but they are actually Alive somehow 

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There’s a ghost upon the moor tonight, Now it’s in our house. When you walked into the room just then, It’s like the sun came out.

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You were special, you combined a mean angel and a kind devil.

Aries, Gemini, Libra, Pisces, Aquarius, and Cancer (via zodiacismylife)

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poetry recs

okay so i’m finally doing this because i have put it off for too long now and it’s literally been weighing on my conscience. i’m modeling it after emma’s rec list, which is amazing, and you should definitely check out. also like i know the line between established and online poets can be kind of blurred but i’m gonna do my best. alright here we go.

ESTABLISHED POETS

richard siken: little beast, scheherazade, snow and dirty rain, litany in which certain things are crossed out, war of the foxes, landscape with a blur of conquerors, seaside improvisation, the language of the birds, saying your names

margaret atwood: helen of troy does counter dancing, quattrocento, the saints, they are hostile nations, the poet has come back

pablo neruda: sonnet xvii, sonnet xvi, the queen, ode to a cluster of violets, september 8th

jeanann verlee: finally i allow him the pen, polyamory, with knives, lessons on loving a prophet

jeannine hall gailey: the little mermaid has no regrets, she justifies running away, introduction to the body in fairy tales, the secret life of the forest, when the princess becomes the prophet, okay, ophelia

sylvia plath: lady lazarus, three women, the jailer, fever 103°, electra on azalea path

mary oliver: a settlement, wild geese, in blackwater woods

INTERNET POETS

azra.t (5000letters): take me to church, howl, prideful of lions, whale song, these wrists, these eyes, these praying hands, no grave can hold my body down

caitlyn siehl (alonesomes): a list of facts dressed up as a poem, start here, spectacular bodies, four in the morning, haunting, a prayer

ashe vernon (latenightcornerstone): backwash, profane, anatomy of a relapse, i didn’t speak at the funeral

madeleine christie (vespairs): letters to an insomniac, pandora absolved, the man of twists and turns, to be/not to be, the nature of living, girl/gone

a. davida jane (wefragilehumans): salt, non est, halfway into the lake, arbores, apollo 11, the house of pindar, a study in restoration

darshana suresh (afterthelonely): oblivion, overcrowded thoughts & overwhelming time, the love story, growth

emma bosacki (agooduniverse/daedalians): lunar observation, when my mother tells me that my grandmother finally knows, creature map, the times where i want to touch you but do not touch you, easy terror or love that sounds the same, schism, split, a hillside, a schoolyard at dusk, eurydice speech

clementine von radics (clementinevonradics): kim kardashian redux, for teenage girls with wild ambition and trembling hearts, all that’s left to tell

POEMS

bob hicok, other lives and dimensions and finally a love poem

danez smith, tonight in oakland

catie rosemurgy, peach

kirsten uhde, for her

michael ondaatje, the cinnamon peeler

blythe baird, theories about the universe

yasmin belkhyr, fishtails by the sycamore tree

frank o’hara, mediations in an emergency

ocean vuong, torso of air

warsan shire, and were you being good to yourself?

marty mcconnell, zoo

t.s. eliot, the love song of j. alfred prufrock 

suji kwock kim, monologue for an onion

jorge luis borges, two labyrinths

ilse bendorf, catch a body

shinji moon, i love you

kristina haynes, i don’t know how to make a poem out of this

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hi y’all, jus a quick update ~  i’ll be try’na write more starters and plot more within the next couple days.  i’ll be hovering for the rest of tonight, though, but i’m hella low energy. 

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girard-jakubs.

Girard paused in his mindless scribbling of his signature on his paperwork and raised his green eyes to look at the whom the familiar voice belonged to.

It was that woman he came across during an oddly foggy night whose only reveal of their faces were lit by street lamps. Something strange had occurred between the two of them, and yet, looking back, he knew nothing at all had actually happened between them.

“The hell are you doing here?” His tone was not of anger, more of perplexion. “How did you even get into my office without having to get through my secretary?”

she understood the bizarreness of her appearance -- really, it wasn't that long ago that she was normal, too. but with her now lack of sanity, she enjoyed the games she was capable of playing. ' well -- ' she begins, tapping her fingers on the sides of her chair, ' she isn't exactly the brightest gal. didn't even see me come in, honestly, ' only because she moved quicker than she could blink, in fairness, but she won't mention that. ' listen, I was.. around. thought I'd come and say hi. '

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tag 👏👏👏me 👏👏in 👏👏👏👏starters👏👏👏

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CALLING ALL HORROR ROLEPLAYERS!

I’m going to compile a master list of horror themed roleplay blogs. These can be the villains, the heroes, the jock that mocks the big scary monster, or even the chick that’s off to the side acting all cute but actually kicks serious ass.

OCs, Canons, horror writers (real life rpers of Lovecraft for example), monsters, slashers, etc are all welcome. Preferably they’ll all be 18+ due to the subject nature but depending on their character the could be allowed if under age but they will be made known so.

I’m legit creating a masterlist for this, so 

PLEASE REBLOG THIS IF YOURE A HORROR BLOG!! I WILL BE COMPILING THEM, ORGANIZING THEM, ETC.

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yo i’ll be on later today to do stuff!! but i’m hovering on mobile all day so message me if you wanna plot :~)

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ima log off for tonight, i’ll get to posting more starters n whatnot tomorrow! : )

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oh, the joys of being able to do whatever the fuck she wants -- that's where she can see the benefit in being what she is. humans seemed so small now, but she'd taken an interest in the boy she'd met; girard. and with nothing to do but live within her own mind, she found that her interest could be just as much an activity. she followed him here, at least. and with a name and some easy directions, it wasn't hard to find the office. and without much thought, and the echoing clicking of her heels, she waltz into his space, a smug smirk on her face as she comes a few feet from the desk and he asks, unlooking, ' do you have an appointment? '  to which she says,  ‘  no,  sorry..,  ‘  and sits in a chair across him,  ‘  was just hoping i could get a lil’ time slot of my own made, you know? -- ‘  she looks around the office space,  ‘ this is nice.  you’re kind of a big-shot, huh?   good for you. ‘