#lust cemetary

[google-maps-adventure]

[msookyspooky]

Slashers at a Haunted House:

Vincent Sinclair

18+ • Short Story Imagines • GN!Reader x Vincent Sinclair • Smut • Exhibitionist/Voyeur • Fear • Power Dynamics • Blowjob with Vincent Recieving • Sketchy Sex in Public Places

- Vincent Sinclair

"Vinny, I'm scared..." You mumbled before yelling and grabbing hold of him as a gust of wind shot out at you from a wall. He just drew you into his side as you didn't hear him bit felt his chest rumble with a silent chuckle at your reaction.

This was the one time of year that with enough coaxing you could get him to participate in things outside of Ambrose. It was sad to you he viewed himself even with the mask as a freak to not be perceived. But...You could understand. A huge, long haired, non verbal man in a mask out and about in any season but Fall was sure to grab unwanted attention. A few times someone, mainly kids, would compliment his costume and you would thank them for him but you felt terrible they viewed him as a Halloween costume. He would sign to you to not worry, he was use to it...Once a woman complimented his mask saying it was 'beautifully done' and you could tell he did take that as an actual compliment.

Regardless, it was the week after Halloween and you convinced him (And Bo's overprotective ass to let you both go.) to go to a Haunted House that wasn't crowded since this Halloween you didn't get to. Vincent hesitated a while before agreeing.

So here you were, in a very long dark and good Haunted House that had scares every turn and you gripping Vincent's sweater and burying your face in it. Screaming a few times and holding onto his waist for dear life. He signed 'You wanted this, dear.' in a light mockingly jest.

You smiled a few times after being scared in a more 'relaxed' area. A beautiful New Orleans cemetary theme with above ground crypts. Blue lights, fog, the smell of cool dirt they had in the room, and ambience music in the background as you adventure through it. Vincent seemed to slow down taking it all in. It was rare he got out of Ambrose to do something like this without Bo tagging along and probably ruining it by bitching...You tried to enjoy it too till a scare actor jumped at you from a crypt.

"Shit!" You screamed, hugging Vincent around the waist and burying your face in his chest like a kid. His body shook with silent laughter as he rubbed your back. However, the more you gripped him and screamed and needed him...The more you noticed how...Handsy he was being halfway through the haunted house. His hands getting bolder than usual especially for in public.

As soon as you rounded the corner he signed 'You okay, dear heart?'

You nodded, adrenaline peaked. "Y-Yeah...Damn, they got me." You nervously chuckled. Sweating and jumpy as hell. Clinging to him like a lifeline.

He hesitated before you felt his large hand gripping your hip to draw you close. 'You scared?'

You nodded, biting your lip with a nervous smile.

'I'm here.'

"I know. I know you won't let anything hurt me." You hugged him and felt how passionately he gripped you back. Running his hand over your shoulder.

You both kept walking but you noticed how he seemed to be distracted by something.

"Are you alright?"

He grunted, looking around you both a bit for some reason. You both rounded a corner to another room.

He drew you close, stopping in a secluded hallway where no one was but a creepy doll in the corner. You felt your eyes widen as he pressed his hips flush against you to feel...Well, just how excited he was. He ground his hips against you a bit, gently squeezing your hips while staring down at you intensely. Barely able to see his one eye through the mask in the dim room.

"O-Oh...Vinny?....Here!?" Your breath hitched and you saw that blue eye behind the mask crinkle up and gleam in excited lust as he slowly nodded. A look you often saw on Bo as his identical twin but Vincent had it too. His hands shaking and twitching on your hips a bit at the dirty idea in his head.

You realized seeing you scared, needy, grabbing him, begging him to protect you had a VERY honest effect on him. The thought had you flustered at what he seemed to be getting at.

Everyone thought Bo was the perverted twin but they BOTH had a side to them. Bo was just a cocky ass about it because his good looks had him more confident as well as his very hot tempered ways leaving little room for him to be as 'polite' as his brother unless he needed to lay on the charm. Bo flaunting it and you rolling your eyes at him was a regular occurrence sbout his 'fun room' and sick interest he mentioned...You being with his brother instead of him most definitely eating at Bo even if he never would outright say it. That sibling rivalry and his brother for once getting someone that wanted nothing to do with Bo had him flabbergasted and seeing you as a challenge. Vincent shut that shit down very fast when Bo once threatened to 'take you to the gas station and teach you how to behave' in an argument and you thought Vincent was gonna punch Bo or stab him with how he loomed near his brother protectively over you. Even Bo looked taken aback as he told him 'Calm down now; I-Im jus' jokin' Vince!'

Bo's passion was controlling Ambrose, thinking of new acts to lure victims, his fucked up bondage room and 'manly things' like cars or fixing something handy around town. Vincent's passion was his sculptures and you and that's all he needed.

But you found out real quick he may not have the bondage/control kink Bo has to self soothe his trauma and get victims but Vincent was freaky in his own way just like Bo; he just didn't have anyone to be freaky with until you came along.

Still standing in that doorway like corner l; He subtly took your hand and used it to caress the bulge growing in his pants with a grunt. No one could tell unless they had night vision cameras and apparently Vincent didn't care...Hell, you didn't care the second you felt that beautiful cock you loved so much begging for your attention and the hungry look in his eye.

"Vince, what if someone sees?" You whispered with excitement bubbly up in you, cautious of just standing here for an actor or possibly other people attending to find. So to your surprise he nodded, his long dark hair moving with his body as you walked flush against each other but he ever so subtly slipped your hand under his oversized sweater in the dark.

You got the jist, biting your lip with a naughty smile and unbuttoning his pants just enough to dip your hand in and gently touch him. He groaned softly as you both walked slower than you normally would. No one the wiser with his engorged cock still in his pants and his sweater covering your hand as you walked with him in a tight grip. Looking like you just had your arms around him and nothing more.

A scare actor jumped out in the dark, you screamed and accidentally gripped the base of Vincent's cock tighter as he groaned and he pushed you gentky; guiding you to keep walking. This was more of a tease for him as you weren't even stroking. Just clenching and unclenching in fear. All while his dick became your support system to hold as you both tried making your way through this haunted house.

It was towards the end. Maybe you gripped it too tight? Or maybe he just couldn't contain it anymore? But there was a corridor with a large corner where you both saw no scare actors were, no trick doors, nothing. Just spider webs, an animatronic spider in the ceiling and black light making the whole place glow blue-ish white.

He pushed you into the corner and guided you to your knees. You looked fearful of the area, whether you were scared of spiders or not, the anticipation of something scaring you and being caught had your stomach fluttering.

"Vinny, n-no this is...This is freaking scary! What if?!-"

You saw his expressionless mask and long hair only from this angle in the dark as he pulled himself out. The sight of his large weeping cock made your mouth water and dry all at the same time. So excited your body was tingly from you nerves being wracked...

The irony that he could look like Bo had he not been conjoined at birth you'd argue even more handsome with his long hair and demeanor. That such gorgeous hair, a beautiful blue eye that as a pair would've made anyone weak, a well built body like a god, and the most beautiful aesthetically pleasing well endowed cock you'd ever seen belonged to him. It plain out wasn't fair to him. Not at all. You questioned how cruel life could be to rob this breathtaking man of a normal face. Coupled with a wonderful yet shy personality because of his face and the most gentle yet protectively passionate lover you ever had. It just made you love him more; his face beautiful to you even if society didn't think so.

You released a shaky breath, geeling your loins heat up and lower abdomen flip at his leaky cock staring you in the face under the blacklight.

'Hurry.' He demanded with a quick sign as he pushed towards you.

You nodded, realizing time was of the essence and you did have to hurry. He gripped the thick base of his dick, stroking fast shallow strokes as you opened your mouth and took him in. The adrenaline and fear as the animatronic jolted made you jump before whimpering. Your tongue lapping and swirling around him while furiously bobbing your head. This was crazy, terrifying in its own way and something about it made you sucking and lick faster. The fear of being caught urging you. Making needy gulping noises around his dick that stretched your jaw out a bit while it glided past your lips.

His hand helped, just as eager to not get caught as you. Furiously working himself into your mouth as you gagged a bit trying to swallow and accommodate his size but your throat wasn't relaxing. It seemed to just turn him on more as he grunted above you.

The silky flesh running along your tongue as he gripped your head to force you to bob and you moaned around him.

"Woah! No way, this is fucking creepy!" You heard a group of adults voices.

You froze as you heard the group of people rounding the corner. Whimpering in fear before Vincent lightly tapped your cheek as a warning to be quiet before stroking your head in comfort. Your mouth cockwarming him as it thumped against your tongue. You accidentally swallowed, moving your tongue under it and it twitched in your mouth. Vincent tensing to stay still.

The group screamed and in some way all said 'God! Hell no! That is definitely a guy gonna jump at us!' at Vincent's back turned away, long black hair, just standing in the corner blocking their view of you. They weren't all the way by as he started moving again, grunting at the excitement you both were seen and almost caught. The idea of fucking your mouth while people might see had him pulsing on your tongue. You whined and gagged as tears almost sprung to your eyes. You were a nervous wreck but somehow that added to the excitement as he pumped himself at the base while driving the head into your eager mouth.

It wasn't long before his moves got erratic from that little scare on both your parts. He grunted and huffed. All before you felt his cum hit the back of your throat. You gulped and whimpered, throat dry and sensitive from your nervousness as he pulled himself away. A string of drool and cum clinging from his tip to your tongue.

He sighed and put himself away, adjusting before looking at you. Your wide nerve wrecked eyes looking up at him like a deer in headlights. Doe like and flustered and fearful and turned on. He petted your hair/head before helping you up. Running a hand over your cheek with a soft look in his eyes. He signed 'Thank you' and 'I love you'.

You couldn't help smiling, excited still for many reasons but biting your lip and glad you were able to please him. "I love you too. It was...Something Vinny. I'm glad we had fun...That was so kinky and crazy!" You whispered, laughing a bit.

You both went to exit and finish the attraction. You were turned on yourself but still jumpy and a bit antsy to get out of here...However, he stopped you both. You barely saw his eye widen in shock in the dark hole of his masks eye socket and saw how reserved he was acting.

"...What?"

He lightly cleared his throat behind the mask obscured by some of his hair and swiped his thumb over your lip. Showing you just what was glowing under the UV light. You swore your stomach dropped and face felt like fire.

"Oh my God...Is it off?!" You hissed out. He nodded but you didn't believe him as you rubbed the inside of your shirt furiously over your lower face; mortified of fucking cum on your lips glowing in the blacklight!

He...Actually chuckled a bit at your reaction. Seeming turned on by the sight as well as amused.

"Seriously, Vince! Is it off?!"

He nodded and you trusted him. Even if you still felt absolutely flustered by it all. "L-Let's go home. I think my hearts had enough excitement for a night."

He nodded, and held you close to him as you both walked out to go inevitably go back to Ambrose and do something about your pent up nerves if it didn't happen in the truck before you could even get home.

[blueberrypancakesworld]

Please do Faust (Lords of Chaos not Mayhem) with a goth girlfriend? I love him he’s so pretty and there’s not enough content for him! Also I love your writing sm 🖤

Faust - Goth Girlfriend

warning : fluff, kissing, no use of Y/n

masterlist

Info : He is pretty (Valter is always pretty) and yeah more stuff for this character but like I often said I totally understand why people dont want to write for this film but here am I...no seriously I hope you like it and have fun reading. I had my fun writing it so enjoy it :)

Disclaimer : I don't want to glorify anything, it's about the actors who play a role, not the real events.

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°Since you came together, it was in Faust's eyes the will of the dark lord. Since he was actually looking for a victim on the cemetary and had seen her, his heart was lost to her. As she saw in the moonlight under a tree burned something there and muttered.

°At first he thought he was seeing a real witch because of the slight alcohol level. But when he approached her and saw the black outfit, the make-up that seemed to be the same as his, only more delicate and beautiful, he lost his mind. ,,Evening handsome Bat" she said and in the dark black of her sunglasses the moon reflected.

°,,Hello...Miss" simply crossed his lips and he felt his eyes darting to the most diverse chains and pendants like a magpie. She was beautiful. The mistress of the night. His night.

°But since the moon and his lust for murder and her ritual had brought them together, there was nothing else but the two of them. Even if her musical taste was not the one he made, she quickly found herself at the rehearsals of the band. Watching the group from a dark corner, she smoked a cigarette, played with tarot cards and predicted the success of the band.

°Which was especially well received by the others who watched her fascinated when she applied her makeup and Faust had pulled her on his body. Always full of love looking at her she was simply his beauty. ,,My bat" she murmured and turned slightly to him. Gave him a kiss on the cheek and the black lipstick appeared on the cheek of the young man.

°Something that happened far too often and he was sometimes covered in it at concerts. But even if her musical taste was different from his. So she had successfully managed to take Faust to a gothic club. He didn't stand out too much in the crowd, even though he clearly lacked class, her majestic appearance made up for it.

°He danced with her, swaying back and forth as if in a daze, following her movements and losing himself in the sight of her. ,,I'll make you more perfect" she said over the music and pulled him into the bathroom with her. Faust felt like a little boy who could hardly wait to open his presents on Christmas morning when she pushed him onto the toilet seat.

°She put herself between him and reached for her make-up bag in the shape of a coffin he had given her for her birthday. Before she began to apply the bright white makeup on his face. His giggle made her smile and the background music rounded off the atmosphere.

°After a few minutes, however, when she grabbed his chin and gave him a kiss on the lips to turn them slightly black, he stood up. He pulled her into a more intimate kiss before looking at himself in the large mirror. ,,From black metal to gothic truly dark my heart" he said and looked at himself happily in the mirror. The make-up was much more delicate than the corpsepaint but for him it was perfect.

°It was beautiful as it was framed by his dark hair. With the dark clothes that caught it, he looked just perfect, more perfect than he already was. ,,My handsome lord," she quipped, hugging him from behind before pulling him back out onto the dance floor. His hands nestled against her body and the two fully engaged in the atmosphere.

°She snuggled up to him, her lips kissing his and his hands playing with her necklace. ,,I love you," he murmured, which was returned by her in another kiss. The mist from the machine enveloped them and the colored lights seemed to be the demons celebrating their union. The two did not leave each other while the club seemed to belong only to them for that night.

°Knowing that the evening would end with a smoky walk on the cemetery where they might desecrate one or the other grave with their love. But the two did not know that yet. The only thing that counted for both of them was the infinite love they felt for each other. Forever and ever.

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@burr-soup , @mayhem-things , @valleoddblog , @batzy-watzy , @andrada-boierean

[pralinesims]

Seven Sins Challenge: Which of your OCs fits pride, greed, wrath, envy, lust, gluttony and sloth. Then pass it on...(or not, it's okay!) How are you btw???!! Love lots <3

(Also got this ask from @agena87, TYSM!) LANA!! I'm doing a bit better, how about you? ILY and appreciate you so much!!!

Which OC's fit to the seven deadly sins: YES The yes as a joke aside, in all honesty, the majority of aspects/sins would fit to assign to almost any OC of mine, cause most of them are some deeply flawed individuals lol

More fleshed out answers to the traits that fit the most:

Pride: Emilio - He's a very prideful person, proud of his family, proud of his upbringing, proud of his achievements, well, proud of almost everything. Which is one of the reasons why he feels so down whenever something in life doesn't work as he planned, or wished for, or also why he has high standards for other people aswell. He simply wants everyone to be at their max form, cause in his eyes it's a big advantage to have in life.

Greed: Aaron - Well if this isn't fitting idk what is lol. Greed is definitely a big aspect of his personality and of his actions. Like doing outrageous stuff online for reactions? Most of these can be linked back due to him being greedy for followers and attention. It's not only online-based though, craving for recognition and for the feeling of being better than everyone else reflects back to his regular life and interactions aswell.

Wrath: Luca - Dude is pretty fuelled by anger, it's one of the heaviest triggers for his impulses and a big reason why he's often losing control to his urges. Is very heavily attached to the things he holds dear, so whenever something/somebody hurts him, he'll quickly bury the feelings of hurt underneath negativity and that usually leads to explosive moments.

Envy: Sharon - Tbh barely a day of her's goes by without thinking of herself in the shoes of some other. Whether it's because someone else is in a relationship and she is not, or other people getting to interact with their families (because she doesn't have one), feeling happy whenever someone experiences misfortune, leads to her feeling better because at that moment she isn't the one suffering, stuff like that pretty much shapes her mood.

Lust: Vale - Gotta say it's self explaining lmao, and also it just fits all over bc despite being a pretty nihilistic person, he'd feel even less desire to live without simple enjoyments (short lived flings, alcohol or cigarettes, free time alone, etc) in life, so if he wants something, he gets/does it, no matter the measures, or if it's forbidden or frown upon, like he doesn't care about any consequences, cause the lust for his desires (even if only temporary) outweighs most things.

Gluttony: Maggie - This was the hardest one to assign tbh, but it fits to Maggie the most. She's kinda wasteful, for example as in that she buys way too much food, and thus tends to throw a lot of it out, because she just doesn't think about if she will truly use up everything. This doesn't extend to food only, she simply may buy too many things cause she simply can't get enough and loses overview of a realistic view of uses. Also it doesn't help that she gets attached to material possessions kinda quickly.

Sloth: Kaia - She's not lazy at all, it's rather that she often just doesn't... care. A very chill person, some would describe her as too chill. Like, her job as a cemetary caretaker? She does it because not many people else would do, and she doesn't mind doing it, cause well, it's just a job to her. Not many things surprise or shock her, as she herself found the explanation for most stuff in life. Which is probably a reason generally why she often seeks out more extreme stuff for excitement.

Gina gets a pass for this challenge bc neither of these sins fit her very much (and she's also the 8th one heh)

[fuzzy-melonlord]

(After a bit of time, Asher comes to the cemetary, worldlessly sitting beside Lust.)

[Lust doesn't say anything for a while, they just stare at the grave stones]

You didn't tell David where you were coming, did you?

@sam-collins

[cuntess-carmilla]

Goth aesthetic + music playlist series masterpost

For those interested in getting into goth music, I've built 9 playlists total with 15 songs each all surrounding common goth aesthetics so there's a bit of everything that tends to attract people to our subculture. Each playlist title links to its YouTube playlist.

The individual posts with the tracklists detailed are in this tag.

Trad goth 🦇 aesthetic and music

What started it all, straight out of the 1980s. Punk Rock gone spooky, androgynous, melancholic, experimental and often campy.

Lots of Post-Punk with a dash of Gothic Rock.

Featuring: Xmal Deutschland, Ausgang, Sisters of Mercy, Bauhaus, Blood & Roses, The Cure, Specimen, Play Dead, The Birthday Party, Skeletal Family, Sex Gang Children, Cocteau Twins, The Wake (UK), Virgin Prunes, Look Back in Anger.

Romantic goth 🌹 aesthetic and music

The exquisite agony of melancholy, the theater of grief, the elegance of a frail dying maiden and the intensity and beauty of all emotions.

Mostly Ethereal Wave, Darkwave and Gothic Rock.

Featuring: London After Midnight, Lacrimosa, Sopor Aeternus, Faith and the Muse, The Shroud, Mors Syphilitica, Lycia, Corpus Delicti, Requiem in White, Diva Destruction, Two Witches, Mephisto Walz, Die Laughing, The 69 Eyes, Witching Hour (UK).

Fetish goth 🖤 aesthetic and music

The sensuality of leather and latex, the bell-like sounds of chains, and the sweet cruelty of your master reflected in sensual synths or thrilling guitars.

Mainly Darkwave with some Gothic Rock and Post-Punk.

Featuring: Umbra et Imago, The Mission, The Eden House, Athamay, Bauhaus, Boy Harsher, Quasimodo, London After Midnight, Wisborg, Two Witches, Dark, Fields of the Nephilim, Pink Turns Blue, Her Despair, Merry's Funeral.

Vampire goth 🍷 aesthetic and music

Some launch themselves into their bloodlust with glee, some bemoan their damnation, but what truly matters is that they're hot either way.

Mainly Gothic Rock with some Darkwave and Post-Punk thrown in.

Featuring: Inkubus Sukkubus, Bauhaus, Blutengel, Two Witches, Haunt Me, The Damned, Sopor Aeternus, Immortalis Amor, Lestat, Gothic Sex, La Procesión de lo Infinito, Paralysed Age, Nosferatu, Selofan, Angels of Liberty.

Cyber goth ☢️ aesthetic and music

Cybernetic horror, machinery and humanity blurring boundaries, and a dark undeground floor to dance the futuristic dystopia away.

This one is nothing but synth-heavy Darkwave.

Featuring: Diary of Dreams, Light Asylum, Bedless Bones, Cold Cave, The Frozen Autumn, Collide, Two Witches, Hante., Android Lust, Diva Destruction, La Scaltra, Ego Likeness, FrightDoll, Neon Zoo, Boy Harsher.

Deathrock 💀 aesthetic and music

Goth's American sibling! If Post-Punk is gloomy and eerie, Deathrock is brooding and spooky. If Gothic Rock is vampires and witches, Deathrock is zombies and werewolves.

This playlist is all Deathrock.

Featuring: Chants of Maldoror, Bloody Dead and Sexy, Eat Your Make-Up, Morticia, Bat Nouveau, Phaidia, Cinema Strange, The Naked and the Dead, Requiem in White, Cemetery, 45 Grave, The Cemetary Girlz, Katzenjammer Kabarett, Spiritual Bats, †13th Moon†.

Kinder goth 🍬 aesthetic and music

What's creepier than the sound of a haunted music box and the echo of laugh of a child? Cuteness and goth are not mutually exclusive, this style proves it.

Ethereal Wave, Darkwave and Post-Punk more or less on equal meassure.

Featuring: The Cure, Switchblade Symphony, Faith and the Muse, Bella Lune, binzatina, The Birthday Party, Lycia, Cinema Strange, Virgine Dramatica, Sopor Aeternus, Collide, Mors Syphilitica, Katzenjammer Kabarett, Drab Majesty, SRSQ.

Witchy goth 🎃 aesthetic and music

The figure of the witch has always been of interest to goths; be it due to us having a large neo-pagan population, our fascination with the occult, or simply sympathy for the witch.

A balanced combination of Gothic Rock, Ethereal Wave and Darkwave.

Featuring: Inkubus Sukkubus, Faith and the Muse, Boy Harsher, Nosferatu, Pretentious, Moi?, Switchblade Symphony, Sopor Aeternus, La Scaltra, Two Witches, Die Laughing, Lycia, Rosetta Stone, Chants of Maldoror, Witching Hour UK, The Mission.

Macabre goth ⚰️ aesthetic and music

Not all goths are obsssed with death... But these ones are! Isn't that the reasonable end to dark romance? The eternity of death, the painlessness of death, the mystery of what's beyond it.

A well balanced mix of Ethereal Wave, Gothic Rock, Darkwave and Deathrock.

Featuring: Sopor Aeternus, Angels of Liberty, A Covenant of Thorns, This Burning Effigy, Paralysed Age, Ghosting, Dead Souls Rising, Soror Dolorosa, Chants of Maldoror, Faith and the Muse, Witching Hour UK, Cinema Strange, Shadow Project, Lestat, Twin Tribes.

[giacomettislament]

hour of the traces

“welcome to the endless halloween night.”

trey. cater. rook. lilia.

content warning(s): cemetery sex, death mention, possessive sex, blood mention

—The string that once enveloped the expanse of his chest envelops you instead, in an embrace so tight that it sickens you. Trey pins you down against the dirt of the cemetery without an ounce of respect for the dead. His lips are on yours, his tongue swirling inside of your mouth as if he would suck the living soul out of you. Maybe he would, each rough thrust of his thick cock enough to make you moan into his mouth and yank desperately at his hair in hopes that he would at least let you breathe, lest you become the very corpse that he would one day put to peace six feet under the cold, clammy ground.

It’s hard to do anything when it comes to him though. He rolls his hips into you until the ground reeks of the smell of your lovemaking. Whether the white color that seeps in between your legs reminds you more of your scandal or that of the ghostly spirits most definitely watching the two of you fuck right above their graves doesn’t matter to you. Hell, there were probably curses being laid out on you, but you don’t care, more focused on your own heat clenching up around Trey’s massive girth.

“So good… You’re so good for me,” he groans, capturing your helpless lips in another kiss. They’re swollen and all puffed up no doubt: another piece of proof of the rosy life that flowed underneath your skin. You weren’t for the gravedigger to take—not yet. He claims your body right there and then, making sure your bruised insides are generously filled to the brim with his cum.

But your heart and your essence, your untimely stay on this world, weren’t for him to take in this suspended moment, held together by string and tweed and lust.

—Cater touches you as if he’s going to steal the very soul tucked away inside of you. You wouldn’t blame him; that’s what a gravedigger ultimately wants, a soul to keep for themselves so that they could regain their humanity and return back to society. He gropes at your chest, rolling your perked nipples over his fingers, tugging and sucking and cooing about how absolutely adorable you look, being speared in two by his cock and losing yourself entirely to how good he’s making you feel with his damned body. Do you want him to be rougher? Softer? Sweeter? Meaner? Cater can be anything you want him, so say the word.

“You make such cute noises,” he whispers, the sloppy grin dancing on his face making him appear like a cat sinking its fangs into a poor mouse. “Am I making you feel good? I am, aren’t I? There’s no need to be shy… Let Cay-kun hear how good he’s making you feel! You won’t need anyone after I’m done fucking you. You’ll only care for Cay-kun, right?”

He wants it all. He wants to watch the fight drain from your life, but he also wants to watch you meet him with the same vigor he’s pouring into you. He wants your soul, but he also wants to keep you forever. He’s a man of opposites, a man carving every detail of himself into your battered body. You better keep up with him though; if he feels you faltering in any way, he’ll simply fuck you until the cemetary echoes with your shrieks of mercy as he forces orgasm after orgasm out of you.

Who else could you dream of handing your soul over to? He truly is the one and only, isn’t he?

—Rook observes you, his own hands trembling with excitement as he jerks himself off. You couldn’t even bring yourself to scream if you wanted to; it would only excite the monster in front of you further. Not that you care, this is what you want. You want to entertain him, with your legs spread shamelessly in front of you as you touch yourself. Helpless mewls and pants mix with the squelching noises of you playing with your sex, pleading with the vampire resting in front of you to replace your curling fingers with his cock. You know deep down that he won’t, far preferring to watch you turn yourself into a display of mastery and unfettered desire rather than taint you with his hands himself.

“What beauty you are,” he breathes. If he were alive, if he were human, his breath would have been hot and carnal and dripping with his intention to take you. But a vampire contains no life, his breath comes like a winter breeze against your thighs. Your skin prickles at the sudden contrast between his frosty presence and the heat coursing through your body like poison. He fists his cock some more, every movement you make going straight to his dick.

“Keep going, mon amour. There is no need to hold yourself back in front of me. Make every one of your deepest dreams come true,” Rook urges, licking his lips. Your toes curl when you edge yourself with that sensitive spot on your sex, your motions only growing more frantic. You want him—you want him bad. He is the greatest thing you aren’t allowed to have, and he considers you more an experiment than he does a lover.

It’s all the same to you. The laugh he lets out when you cum while crying out his name seems to do little to abate the pulsing heat that slithers inside of you again.

—You wouldn’t be human if you said it didn’t hurt. Lilia has seen it all, tasted it all, tried it all, claimed it all. That’s why his hands roam your body so freely, your arms open and your legs opened even wider for the turbulent fae. His knee rests in between yours, his fangs ghosting over the pulse in your neck while his cock buries itself into your walls like life itself depended on it. He wants to bite, you can feel it from how his lips twitch against your smooth skin, and he wants to draw blood. He wants to mark you and destroy you and piece you back all together again, but all you can think about is the way his cock spreads you open, his hips snapping violently into you as if you’re the only thing keeping him sane.

“More- I need more-,” he rasps darkly, his crimson eyes like blood against the unforgiving night. You tighten around him unconsciously, and you’re rewarded with a guttural moan from his part: more animal than man. You can feel him lurching inside of you, the head of his cock brutally mashing up your poor hole as if you were a toy that existed to pleasure him. You might as well have been, judging from the way his sharp nails dug into your sides and his long tongue lapped threateningly over your throat.

There’s something so raw about the way he fucks you. Like a rose thrown to the wind, you’re merely a stepping stone for him to wet his appetite with. He smirks into your skin when he fucks you through your climax, enjoying the lewd sound of your juices smearing against his thighs when he continues to plow into you. You scratch at his back; he’s so cruel, you’re still sensitive, oh so sensitive, too sensitive-

You kiss back though, when he kisses you. The night had only begun, and only whatever god rules over you could tell you what would happen to you next.

x

[cardest]

Sweden playlist

Goodness! The Swedish Chef is deliriously pleased with this Sweden playlist. Det här är otroligt! It’s not far off 350 songs. Can we get there? I think so. (I tried to get songs by Retaliation and 10,000 years, but maybe later when someone puts up those songs on Youtube). This is epic!

What songs and bands have I overlooked for this? I bet there’s plenty. Sweden is just oozing with so much talent and so many great bands. Listen to the playlist here: https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PL-iHPcxymC1-HqTl9SJKkER2dKbR2NWkE Add your songs and suggestions. Tack! SWEDEN

001 The Muppet Show - Swedish Chef goes bezerk in the kitchen 002 Grand Magus -  Fear Is The Key 003 In Flames -  Pinball Map 004 Entombed - Like This With The Devil 005 Soilwork - Figure Number Five 006 The Divine Comedy - Sweden 007 Bathory - Reaper 008 ABBA - Take a Chance On Me 009 Therion - Gothic Kabbalah 010 Moloko - Indigo 011 Katatonia - I Break 012 Opeth - The Baying Of The Hounds 013 Sabaton -  Carolus Rex 014 Europe - Scream Of Anger 015 Jean-Louis Aubert - Stockholm 016 Blues Pills -  Jupiter 017 Amon Amarth  - The Pursuit of Vikings 018 Triakel - Alla Gossar (Swedish folk music ) 019 Arcana - As the End Draws Near 020 Kenta  Guldkorn  - Stockholm 021 Tiamat - Whatever That Hurts   022 AVATARIUM - The Starless Sleep 023 Spiritual Beggars  -  Star Born 024 Dismember - Dreaming In Red 025 Lasse Berghagen - Pomperipossa 026 In Solitude - Sister 027 Sahg III - Baptism of Fire 028 Ebba Grön - Mona Tumbas Slim Club 029 Nightingale -  The Dreamreader 030 Roxette - Dressed For Success 031 Ghost - Rats 032 Yngwie J. Malmsteen – Far Beyond The Sun 033 Candlemass - Crystal Ball 034 Bathory - Under The Runes 035 Orup - Stockholm 036 Katla - Embryo 037 Pugh Rogefeldt - hog farm 038 Trees of Eternity - Gallows Bird (feat. Nick Holmes) 039 Paatos - Shame 040 THE STRANGLERS  - SWEDEN 041 Katatonia - Brave   042 Brighter Death Now - No Salvation 043 Nationalteatern - Livet är en fest 044 Meshuggah -  Bleed 045 Sir Douglas Quintet  - Meet Me In Stockholm   046 Ulf Lundell - Stockholm City 047 In Mourning - Fire & Ocean 048 Dark Tranquillity - The Science Of Noise 049 Blue Swede - Hooked On a Feeling 050 Clawfinger - The Truth 051 John Coltrane - Dear Old Stockholm 052 The Hellacopters - In The Sign Of The Octopus 053 Hypocrisy -  a coming race 054 Carola - Mig Var Du Står 055 Bloodbath - Let The Stillborn Come To Me 056 Vapnet - Stockholm sett snett uppifran 057 Mercy - Im Your Pervert Priest 058 The Spotnicks - Hava Nagila 059 Vanhelgd - Allt Hopp ar Fobi 060 Mammoth Storm - Fornjot 061 Vomitory - redemption 062 Entrails - No Cross Left Unturned 063 Virna Lindt - Attention Stockholm 064 Night - Fire Across the Sky 065 Dungen dar -  Har du vart i Stockholm 066 The Hives - Hate To Say I Told You So 067 Sabaton - Gott Mit Uns 068 Svante Thuresson Och Totta Näslund - Stockholm Sweetnin' 069 Lake of Tears -  To Blossom Blue 070 Scott Walker - The Seventh Seal 071 Garmarna - Vänner och fränder   072 Stockholms Negrer - Det förlovade landet 073 Thåström - Ballad om en gammal knarkare 074 The Haunted - Godpuppet 075 Ordo Equilibrio - The First Harvest 076 Therion -  The Dreams Of Swedenborg 077 VINTERSORG - Fjällets mäktiga mur   078 Aeon - Aeons Black 079 Arckanum - Trulmælder 080 Edge of Sanity - Enigma   081 Scar Symmetry - The Illusionist 082 Tribulation -  Melancholia 083 Witchcraft - It's Not Because Of You 084 At The Gates - At The Gates 085 Unleashed - The One Insane 086 Candlemass - ancient dreams 087 Hasse Andersson - Guld och grona skogar   088 Crucified Barbara -  Electric Sky 089 Evergrey -  The Grand Collapse 090 Lord Belial - Bleed on the Cross 091 Hedningarna - Räven 092 Dismember - Pieces (with intro) 093 Entombed  - Sinners Bleed 094 MUSE - Stockholm Syndrome 095 Bathory - Valhalla 096 Gösta Berlings Saga - The Shortcomings Of Efficiency 097 Tiamat - The Ar 098 Oz - Turn the cross upside down 099 Grand Magus - I Am The North 100 Soilwork -  Light The Torch 101 Spiritual Beggars - Fools Gold 102 Stuck In Motion - Moon 103 Cult of Luna - Receiver 104 Arcana - A Cage 105 Memento Mori - The Seeds of Hatred 106 Wolfbrigade - Barren Dreams 107 Dr Zeke - Jag Ska Aldrig Dö 108 Yngwie Malmsteen - gimme gimme gimme (your lust after midnight) 109 Arch Enemy - Pilgrim 110 Torch - Watcher Of The Night 111 Magic - Vi drar på disco 112 Refused -  Elektra 113 Grave - Into The Grave 114 Lädernunnan - Ensam I Natt 115 The Orchard Enterprises - Fear Might Harm Self 116 Suma - Swordlord 117 Kulning - Ancient Swedish herdingcall 118 Bob Hund - Ska du hanga med Na 119 Dark Funeral - As One We Shall Conquer 120 Disfear - Get it off   121 Ghost -  From The Pinnacle To The Pit 122 Morbus Chron - Chains 123 Heavy Load - Traveller 124 Therion - Tuna 1613 125 Entombed -  Left Hand Path 126 Hearse - Mountain of the Solar Eclipse 127 Monolord - The Last Leaf 128 Night Viper - The Wolverine 129 Agrimonia - A World Unseen 130 Jonathan Hultén - Nightly sun 131 Diabolical Masquerade - Blackheim's Quest To Bring Back The Stolen Autumn 132 Army Of Lovers - Crucified 133 Dissection - Where Dead Angels Lie   134 Noctum _Liberty in Death 135 Europe - Open Your Heart 136 Darkane  - Secondary Effects 137 Candlemass - Codex Gigas 138 Bathory - Enter Your Mountain 139 ABBA - Ring Ring (Bara du slog en signal) Swedish Version 140 Watain - Malfeitor 141 Louise Lemón - Devil 142 Cult Of Luna - Vague Illusions 143 Diablo Swing Orchestra -  Black Box Messiah 144 Opeth - Nectar 145 Hills - Milarepa 146 Ceremonial Oath - The Book Of Truth 147 Dark Tranquillity - Silence And the Firmament Withdrew 148 Göteborg Sound - Björn Borg 149 In Flames -  Reflect The Storm 150 MESHUGGAH - Demiurge   151 Expiremental Pop Band - Gothenburg 152 Millencolin - polar bears 153 Hedningarna - Pornopolka 154 Ratata - Ogon Av Is Liv Utan Spanning   155 OBSCURITY - Roses With Thorns 156 Nifelheim - Sodomizer 157 Soilwork - One With The Flies 158 Gardenian - Netherworld 159 Cemetary - Sundown 160 Månegarm - Hemfärd 161 Garmarna - Herr Mannelig 162 YE BANISHED PRIVATEERS - First Night Back In Port   163 VINTERSORG - Svältvinter 164 SNOWY SHAW - Nachtgeist 165 Moloken - The Titan Above Us 166 BEWITCHED - HARD AS STEEL (HOT AS HELL) 167 The Night Flight Orchestra - Green Hills Of Glumslov 168 Vanhelgd - Gravens Lovsång 169 Marduk - Christraping Black Metal 170 Garbochock - Streberbarn 171 Negative Self - Back On Track 172 Nightingale - Sleep 173 Iggy Pop - Five Foot One 174 Owe Thörnqvist - Varm korv boogie 175 Candlemass - Elephant Star 176 Tiamat - Cold Seed 177 Dismember - Shadowlands 178 Hypocrisy - Penetralia 179 Therion - Melez 180 Yngwie Malmsteen - You Dont Remember Ill Never Forget 181 Woven Hand -  Swedish Purse 182 Roxette - Joyride 183 Wolf -  Skeleton Woman 184 Europe - Seven doors hotel 185 ABBA - Me Knowing Knowing Youse   186 Opeth - Ghost Of Perdition 187 Katatonia - I Am Nothing 188 Sabaton - Uprising 189 Bathory - Total destruction 190 Cult Of Luna - Owlwood 191 Cortex - Warrior Night 192 Trettioåriga Kriget - Krigssång 193 Lee Hazlewood A House Safe for Tigers 194 Dead Sleep - Back to black 195 Greenleaf  - Tides 196 The Crimson Shadows - When I'm Going Away 197 The Night Flight Orchestra - Transmissions 198 Anekdoten - Nucleus 199 Enhet För Fri Musik - Det Finns Ett Hjärta 200 In Flames - Jotun 201 Dungen - Ta det lugnt 202 Ghost - Ritual 203 Witchery - A Paler Shade of Death 204 Landberk - Tell 205 At The Gates - Blinded By Fear   206 Anna von Hausswolff - Epitaph of Theodor 207 Uran - Mr Piggy 208 Runemagick  Remnants of the Old 209 SKÁLD - Flúga 210 Sacramentum - Far Away from the Sun 211 Dawn - Malediction Murder 212 Nifelheim - No more life 213 Craft - The Cosmic Sphere Falls 214 Solitude Aeturnus -  Waiting for the Light 215 ARCH ENEMY - War Eternal 216 Nasum - Worldcraft 217 Insision - No Belief 218 The Oath - silk road 219 Shining - Förtvivlan Min Arvedel 220 Burst - I Exterminate The I 221 Bloodbound - Stormborn 222 Puissance - Love Incinerate 223 Electric Boys - All Lips 'n Hips 224 Exgenisis - Embers 225 Don Cherry - GamlaStan - The Old Town By Night 226 Raison D'etre -  Sub Specie Aeternitatis 227 Bloodbath  - Weak aside 228 Therion -  Opus Eclipse 229 Cult of Luna - I: The Weapon 230 Marduk - The Sun Turns Black as Night 231 Ragnar Grippe - Symphonic Songs: Part 1 232 Unanimated - From a Throne Below 233 Entombed - Hollowman 234 Grande Royale - Royale 235 PAGANIZER  - Soulless Feeding Machine 236 Bathory - Woman of Dark Desires 237 Paranorm - Critical Mass 238 Refused - The Deadly Rhythm 239 Golgata - Med din kyss kom mörkret 240 Ett Dödens Maskineri – ‘Låsta dörrar 241 MÖRK GRYNING - Fältherren   242 Daughter Chaos - The space born 243 BLUES PILLS - Rhythm In The Blood 244 LUCIFER - Ghosts 245 November - Mount Everest 246 Dissection - Night's Blood 247 Tøronto - Lights Out At Bedlam 248 ICE AGE - Breaking The Ice 249 Sweven - By Virtue of a Promise 250 Ghost-  Year Zero 251 TRIBULATION - Strange Gateways Beckon 252 Drain S.T.H. - Crack the Liar´s Smile 253 Horisont - Odyssey 254 Witchcraft - Snake 255 Kirstie Sarboe - Ein Student Aus Uppsala 256 Sodomisery - Reapers Key 257 Opeth - Under The Weeping Moon 258 Olle Adolphson - Gustav Lindströms visa 259 Therion - The Wild Hunt 260 Bloodbath - Bloodicide 261 Bathory - The Golden Walls of Heaven 262 Soilwork - Follow the Hollow 263 Magnus Härenstam - Huddinge, Tullinge, Tumba 264 OBSTRUKTION - Hopeless Path 265 Amon Amarth - The Way Of Vikings 266 Anguish - When the Ancients Dare to Walk 267 Palme sköt först - Spiders 268 Totalitär - Allt Är Inom Dig 269 Vassago - Sign of Vassago 270 Larma - Elitens Eskapism 271 ENSNARED - Anti-Prophet 272 Third Storm - Forgotten Deity 273 Chronic Decay - Ecstasy In Pain 274 Transport League - Man Sized Drain 275 Nasum - mass hypnosis 276 Inevitable End - Memento 277 Candlemass - Dancing in the Temple (Of the Mad Queen Bee) 278 Gadget - Remote 279 Sayyadina - Nothing 280 Coldworker - The Contaminated Void 281 Katatonia - Teargas 282 In Flames - Dead God in Me 283 Trial - Motherless 284 Watain - Satan's Hunger 285 Bewitched - Rise Of The Antichrist 286 Shining - Jag Är Din Fiende 287 In Solitude - Witches Sabbath 288 Comecon - The House That Man Built 289 Marduk - The Black Tormentor of Satan 290 Lifelover - M/s salmonella 291 Naglfar - Enslave the Astral Fortress 292 Sacrilege - Sweet Moment of Triumph   293 Spiritual Beggars - Monster Astronauts 294 Massgrav - Det Här Är Stockholm 295 IRON LAMB - Backstabbers 296 The Hives - Tick Tick Boom 297 Candlemass - Dark Reflections 298 Megatomb - Forbidden Altar 299 Entrails - Condemned to the Grave 300 Katatonia - Gateways of Bereavement 301 Träd, Gräs och Stenar - Sanningens Silverflod (Djungelns Lag) 302 Hammerfall - Let the Hammer Fall 303 Obnoxious Youth - Mouths Sewn Shut 304 GRAND MAGUS - Wolf God 305 Dark Funeral - Unchain my soul 306 Entombed - Say it in slugs 307 Amon Amarth - Runes to My Memory 308 Ghost - Absolution 309 Hypocrisy  - Dominion 310 Edge of Sanity - Darkday 311 Orbit Culture - North Star of Nija 312 Cemetary - Caress the Damned 313 DOZER - Through The Eyes Of Heathens 314 Grave - Now and Forever 315 ARCH ENEMY - Bury Me An Angel 316 Skraeckoedlan - Universam 317 Cult of Luna - I remember 318 Doris  Svensson - Did You Give The World Some Love Today, Baby 319 Svard - A Rift in the Green 320 Evergrey - Monday Morning Apocalypse 321 Lightbringer - Lightbringer in Sweden 322 Bastard Priest - ghouls of the endless night 323 Westkust - Cotton Skies 324 Maggot Heart - sex breath 325 Abruptum - De Profundis Mors Vas Consumet 325 Raised Fist - Flow 326 Makthaverskan - Antabus 327 Eternal of Sweden - Heaven's gate 328 Wolfbrigade - Fire Untamed 329 Fyfan - Intrangd Och Instangd 330 Opeth - Svekets prins 331 Martyrdöd - Hexhammeren 332 The Haunted - Liquid Burns 333 Dismember - Override of the Overture 444 Bathory - Under the Runes 666 Dark tranquillity - A Bolt of Blazing Gold

Play the songs here: https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PL-iHPcxymC1-HqTl9SJKkER2dKbR2NWkE

Next edition of Sweden playlist will have tracks from: God Macabre, Deutsch Nepal , Retaliation, In Slaughter Natives and 10,000 Years.

[purralyth]

How have things been going with Chariot and crew? Maybe I missed some things, but it feels like it's been awhile since I last heard of their shenanigans! Has the gf been helping out? Any crisises? (In the world around them or emotional?) What is the DEALIO I am ready to hear it!

haHAHAHA i’ll be honest i don’t talk much about their emotional/world crises because they are happening All the time. our dm wants to see us suffer. but let’s have a small summary shall we, i’m actually going to put this one under a read more bc we’ve done That Much

so first things first, the gang got shunted into the feywild, i talked about that much. that’s where we picked up our lovely little tiefling monk Fuarthas (Silence, back then) from his awful hag grandmother rosie, found chariot’s masked mom, and then got taunted by a fey demigod in his Hell Maze and he proposed to fuarthas and now they’re engaged because he’s a warlock now it’s fun shit. anyway. we get back to toril with the crew (and chariot’s masked mom’s ship, lovingly dubbed Eri’s Chariot after her daughter and her dead boytoy, that we thought we might have to leave behind) and we find out that in the MAYBE month-long period we’ve been in the feywilds, 2.5 years have gone by on toril. meteors have fallen from the sky, which is now a permanent blood red, people are chanting at these meteors embedded in the city like possessed cultists who attack anyone that threatens to take them out, and the worms coming out of the meteors are like kind of sort of turning people undead?? it’s messed up. Cool Stuff. but chariot’s aunt mom Serenity and uncle dad Patience opened up an orphanage so that’s cool

So we got some magic tattoos in some downtime (Chariot got 2, one on the back of her neck that lets her understand Undercommon, and another on her chest that gives her a free use of Mage Armour per day) and met up with some new NPCs, one of  which is traveling with us now as our cleric-fighter and is dating(??) our big tiddy big heart half-orc barbarian Lockjaw, and left our aasimar monk’s kickass wife behind to run her tavern bc she’s expecting. we go to look at some funky stuff going down in the town cemetary. first thing we do is go see erran, our moon elf friend we took into the feywild and hates us now for it, and he takes us into this portal and shows us this weird temple thing his supervisor or something had just discovered. there’s these murals on the walls of meteors striking the earth, and a flood, and some figures sailing on a ship through the sky, and then 7(?) figures, that like kind of seem like Us but not quite on par, so fun stuff, and these two HUGE statues in the main chamber. somebody presses a button and this fantasy Alexa bitch floats down from the ceiling and is like oh shit presences detected. and starts listing these titles, like Sufferer, and Guardian, and Exceptional, and then locks onto jia and is like ABERRATION DETECTED FUCK THOSE SHITS and tries to kill her so she has to run. basically without making this too long we find out that we (chariot, frazier, lockjaw, fuarthas, and frazier’s daughter) are descendants of some ancient heroes that saved the world once, and we grave rob just a little and get some cool magic items, and there’s this prophecy that we’ll stop the apocalypse or something?????? shit’s wack. we go back out to see jia and chariot’s trying real hard to cover for her but she’s like well i cant rly hide it anymore. hey guys i have an illithid tadpole In my brain and it didn’t develop so now i’m also part of a separate prophecy that i’ll wipe out all the illithid. but look at this i can float but chariot and i did some research and the only way to not have it be a problem anymore is to destroy my skull and then resurrect me. so that’s a lot of fun!!!!!

still in that cemetary, we find a trail of meteor worms. follow them into a secret passage that leads to the lair of Sunshine, masked mom’s dead assistant that chariot one-shot, but it turns out she’s a necromancer! she kicks our asses to unconsciousness even after chariot polymorphed into a t-rex and sells us to Neogi in the underdark, which if you don’t know what they are, google them, they’re fucked up spider giraffe eels that are evil incarnate and basically were slave trading us & psychically torturing Jia the whole way!! which made chariot throw cantrip after cantrip at them to try to hurt them so they just mind-control enslaved her over and over so that’s fucked her up good :)

we get sold to some drow after a week. beefy boys were sent to work manual labour til they die, and the rest of us were set to be sacrificed to Lolth, so we go haha we have to get out of here asap. chariot disguise selfs into a drow guard (a man bc i was very stupid) and gets caught 2 seconds out the door by a cleric of lolth, who sets up some mix between a dick appointment and an ass kicking for later bc chariot didn’t like. idk acknowledge her. fuck drow. she and fuarthas (who she was pretending to transport) skedaddle into a side chamber and a drow guard captain comes in. she goes to beat up fuarthas so chariot attacks her and a wild magic pops off and they fall mutually head over heels in love and lust with each other, which is MESSY. chariot convinces her to help round the gang up, but everywhere they look everyone’s gone missing (frazier and lockjaw got into a fight down at the manual labour camp and jia turned into a fish and shrieked so she’s gone) so chariot ends up wined and dined and tries desperately not to let this drow captain Do Her and does not take a long rest bc she has to stay awake and make sure this woman doesn’t wake up and see she’s not actually Erran the Drow Guard. but when everyone wakes up a shadow dragon is attacking this drow camp. cool. yes. awesome. fantastic. hell breaks loose, chariot and zarra (the drow captain) find frazier and jia in a stairwell, zarra kisses chariot goodbye and runs off to do stuff after a hefty persuasion check, jia gets Understandably Angry, we run like hell to find our magic items they bought with us and get the hell out of dodge With Lockjaw’s new orc army he’s recruited and the drow dude we found that’s a part of Frazier’s old order. shadow dragon finds us, holy shit she’s frazier’s adopted mom, she offers us a ride back while chariot very desperately tries to tell jia she doesn’t know what’s going on and why zarra kissed her and why she feels like this (she didn’t know it was a charm !!) and generally feeling Very Shitty. we get to frazier’s old monastery and the charm wears off, chariot and jia have a very long talk and chariot breaks a couple times, chariot steals a bottle of wine to try and feel better, she gets in shit for it and frazier takes the fall, he gets whipped as a punishment which just breaks chariot even more, she puts herself on house arrest for a full week, jia finally starts talking to her again 3 days into that, they do some drugs, chariot makes a deal with shadow dragon mama to split the cost of a teleportation circle and the gang blows up at her but she’s like nah it’s cool. at this point she is using her +9 deception to pretend she didn’t just break for a whole week and nothing happened and she’s totally good now guys dont even worry about it.

side tangent from All That, we go to deal with a giant problem for the monastery and there’s corpses strung up with the symbols on chariot’s palm all over. lots of combat yadda yadda, trap one giant in a room and ask her questions through the door, get some cool insight on chariot’s magics that she still has no idea how it works. turns out there’s a third queen of the feywilds, the queen of night and magic if i remember correctly, and she was shunned for her beauty and her and all of her subjects were made to be ugly and misshapen or some messed up stuff. chariots like oh fuck we were just there and no one said shit about a queen that apparently everyone hates that she has the symbols for on her Hands and honestly on her cape as well half the time. but ok cool that’s some new info sweet.

jia’s still guilting chariot for kissing zarra (even though it was a CHEEK KISS and she didn’t do it) because chariot’s been feeling awful that jia got into a romantic relationship (WITH FRAZIER’S DAUGHTER WHO JOINED JIA’S CULT, FUNNY ENOUGH) on her like 10 month leave bc she assumed she’d never get to see chariot again, but that’s a whole can of worms. lots of emotional fuckage though, chariot feels even worse that that happened bc jia hadn’t even been charmed, etc etc etc. but she’s never gonna say any of it bc she’s terrified jia will leave a second time and bringing any of that up might be what triggers it So!

we get told the neogi are selling slaves to jia’s old god, Ool’zakgothool the Aboleth who has been the Big Bad since like session 3-5, so we need to go stop that shit so we can go take down this aboleth and get frazier’s daughter back. but first we have literally no money bc we got sold and had all our shit stolen so we have to sell the like 700lbs of elven armour and weaponry we stole from a navy outpost place thing in the feywild. so we get to solve a little murder mystery in a gnome town so that’s fun. go back to the monastery, pick up some stuff, get some cool magic items made by our new artificer friend Jokk who’s part of the same prophecy we are, and head out again to fuck up these neogi. but on the way jia suddenly sprints ahead and gets like hug tackled by 5 kids who she apparently raised in her cult, and we get lead back to the marketplace where we plan on staking out the neogi and following back to their camp, but uh oh there’s 100 cultists here who swarm us and there’s some midsommar shit and we just fight the neogi right then and there and that’s basically where we’re picking up now. they enslaved lockjaw who oneshot chariot bc she’s a weak little bitch so jia kicked him in the ribs it was fun. and now we’re holding the elf that threatened to cut chariot’s tail off from our Neogi Cage Days hostage to tell us where the shiny gold head hauncho went bc he dimension doored out while chariot was paralyzed and couldn’t counterspell and we want him Dead. to be continued

[thefreelanceangel]

Tagged: Character Aesthetics

Fill in the below categories with 3-5 things that your character can be identified by. Repost and tag away!

Annalei d’Latu: 

EMOTIONS/FEELINGS: Irritation  -  Lust  -  Anger  -  Self-satisfaction   -  Annoyance

GREETINGS: “What?”  -  “Not now.”  -  “What is so damn important you can’t wait?”  -  “Ah.”

COLORS:  Black  -  Crimson  -  Gold  -  White  -  Silver

SCENTS: Blood  -  old parchment  -  wet bone  -  formaldehyde  -  vanilla

CLOTHING: Plunging necklines  -  thigh-baring slits  -  draped silk  -  glossy leather

OBJECTS: A glass of red wine  -  mint leaves  -  daggers  -  quills & parchment  -  silk ropes

VICES & BAD HABITS: Drinking  -  cursing  -  sadistic impulses (especially towards her husband)  -  homicide

BODY LANGUAGE: Uplifted chin  -  narrowed eyes  -  clenched fists  -  legs spread  -  licking lips

AESTHETIC: Blood spilled on stone  -  magical sigils  -  cemetaries  -  bondage  -  bruises and abrasions

Summer Bellmayne: 

EMOTIONS/FEELINGS: Glee  -  amusement  -  curiosity  -  delight  -  enthusiasm

GREETINGS: “Hi there!”  -  “What kind of romance story would you want to be in?”  -  “Ooo, that’s shiny! Can I touch it?”  -  “HEY! YOU! WITH THE HORNS! HANG ON!”

COLORS: Carnation pink  -  aqua blue  -  pale violet  -  sunshine yellow

SCENTS: Sugar  -  fresh-baked cookies  -  dewy grass  -  lavender  -  sun-warmed hay

CLOTHING: Pastels  -  short skirts  -  carefully enameled nails  -  lots of pockets

OBJECTS: Silver flask  -  fountain pen & notebooks  -  lollipops  -  dried flowers  -  leather-bound book

VICES & BAD HABITS: Interrupting conversations  -  daydreaming  -  stealing  -  ignoring others’ personal rights/space

BODY LANGUAGE: Open smiles  -  wide eyes  -  relaxed, attentive posture  -  restless feet

AESTHETIC: Sparkles  -  pastel tones  -  abundant wildflowers  -  Il Mheg  -  sunny days

Tagged: @tiwahra-ffxiv

Tagging: @cotageneq-ffxiv; @esme-selah; @mirugaidoesthings​; @thedarknesssings​; @roleplay-aficionado​; @gatheredfates​; @lareine-kira​; @corpse-weaver-ffxiv​; @va1kyn​ & anyone else who’s escaped the tagging!

[ofcloudsandstars]

so the Sagittarius full moon was wild.  I finally moved to a place I’ve always wanted. It was almost a shock cause it feels like everything I’ve manifested came true. I did magic around spring equinox with a very mercurial witch (going to see her summer’s eve on Thursday!) who helped me with a spell using her type of singing magic. She does sound baths and singing chants and she taught me a chant she used when she was homeless to open a path for her to find an ideal home for her. The road opening chant worked and we made charm bags with natural ingredients inside such as dried organic petals that I would bury once I found my home. 

Well I decided I was going to finish that ritual last night but also a great Sagittarian witch friend lives in North London and wanted to celebrate my move by getting drunk at the local tavern. So we caught up with life and drank a lot of whiskey (I bought some woodford oak shots in honor of sagittarius full moon), beer, and when we were getting broke we drank house whiskey and ginger beer. After we were drunk I was ready to part with her since she had to get up early then run off to the heaths to do my ritual but her being a sagittarius was like: Let me come with you fuck getting up early we gonna do some magic. 

So 15 minutes later (which, it would have taken at least 15 minutes to walk to the heaths if I lead us but I let her do it) we are walking up nearing highgate and I am like WHEEEREEE are you taking us??? and its like old bougie cinematic tudor and gothic houses shrouded with ivy and old trees and essentially she lead us to the entrance of the swimming ponds. And it was really cool there were lots of groups of women out there like all clearly witches (I mean the Heaths is like incredibly magical and feels like another realm and it has not only become my sacred place but its like a living church to me but a lot of other witches obviously feel the same) but there were a trio of women in long white gowns with drums that were lost and we all greeted each other with Happy Full Moon! and helped them get back to the main road.  We then descended into the darkness of the woods, like one path was so dark you could not see anything but you felt like you were diving into a black ocean with the waves of nightly breezes through the bodies of massive trees you could hardly see. The canopy blocked out the sky and any moonlight or light pollution. The energy felt so intense that my anxiety pulsed an electric-like feel up to my neck and ears that made me light headed. To be safe I did a quick protection spell with some incense I got when my dumbass was high and wandering around Amsterdam a few weeks ago and stumbled upon some fairy themed shop where they sold ridiculously named incenses such as Goblin’s Lair (the one that made me buy all of them cause I was just imagining burning that shit and my poor roommates going like: what the fuck is that smell?? And I would be emerging from my room in my long black gown like: ahh yes it is the ExquisiTe smell of my Goblin’s Lair incense.. but yeah once I bought that I bought all of them. The red is Demon’s Lust which smells kind of like a deep musky floral and I burned it before a date came over and the sex was FIRE, the yellow was Wizards Spell which was mainly patchouli based which is what I bought to the woods, the green is goblins lair which is earthy and cinnomanny, the blue is Fairy’s Mist which smells like airy floral or like violets and the purple is Unicorn’s Grace which is Aloe. ) Anyway I was burning the wizards spell incense around us making a shield then we carried on the path. 

We reached the gate which in near-pitch darkness we had to climb over. I nearly busted my ass but once we reached the other side the energy changed Drastically! Like we entered another realm. It felt like a party vibe and when we got to the swimming ponds there were another group of women that were just finishing that greeted us with a happy full moon. They loved my incense and I gave them a stick lol. My friend and I went to the edge of the pond and I set up an altar space with a selenite tower, amber tealights and we did some manifestation spells. Then this girl just.. strips.. naked.. She’s like: Ok going in!! And like.. dives into the abyss of the pond..  It was NOT the warmest night. The water was like the void. But she swam out all the way to the middle and was howling: The MOOON!!! IT’s sooo beautiful!! I could only see her cause she is pale and the silver light reflected off of her just floating in darkness.  Anyway I was kind of like: it’s sagittarius full moon go hard or go home, so I took off my clothes and tried to get in but my foolish ass at the time was like: oooh my godd I don’t want to get my haiirrrr wetttt (cause that would mean 2 hours the next day washing, blowing it out and straightening again) so I thought I could slowly descend into the icy abyss then wade over so most of my head would not go under which means I went in SLOWLY AND PAINFULLY oh my god when that water touched my ass OOOLORDTTT and she was all gleefully swimming in the distance all like: Look at the bats!! and I was just hoping my ass wouldn’t get sick lol.  Anyway I finally got in and it was like.. the closest thing my physical body got to astral projecting. It felt like you were swimming through the veil. The water was black but moved around you like shimmering fabric that shined silver due to the moon’s reflection. I was trying to not think about it too much cause it was a bit psychedelic and eerie (and I can get visually overstimulated easily) but I was floating through this ice-fire abyss under the bright light of the moon. It was both so lunar yet so plutonian. Like my body felt so energized like it was on fire but it was an icy fire and I was so aware of my spirit. I was trying MY BEST! to not think about anything underneath me cause you could not see a THING in that water and my dumbass who loves watching horror movies was just trying to not let my imagination take the best of me wading through pure darkness so with every wade I was using my energy to also make a protective shield lol. Finally I get to her and we are having the best of time in this eerie other world looking at the MASSIVE silver moon in the sky. It felt unreal swimming under the full moon. I always have this heightened sense of energy around full moons like I wake up when it hits my bed but being in water underneath it felt like something was being awakened.  Anyway we swim back cause its cold and my ass is out of shape and I am PANTING like I have ran a marathon so we get back and oh my god we were sooo wet. I used my shirt as a towel and just wore my dry sweater. We tried to warm our wet bodies over the arrangement of tealights in our makeshift altar but our bodies were just extinguishing the lights with all the water dripping on it haha. My hair is fully wet at this point and I am freezing, and I just pick a tree to go to to scatter the remains of the charm bag then we set off back into the dark path. The woods felt less intense and more welcoming like somehow our spirits were transformed and we were one with the shadows of the heath.

 We got to the edge of the road and tried to order and uber and though both of our phones were at like 15 percent they DIED. So I was like: I just moved here I don’t know how to get home. And she’s like: I’ll walk you!! And it’s about 12:30AM. Anyway she takes me through ALL the most bizarre places in the area, like we pass through a gated community of tudor apartment complexes, the highgate cemetary, then at the end we find The Holly Village. We did not know what it was at the time (we thought it was some religious thing) but she realized the gate was open and before I knew it her curious fox-like snooping ass just wiggles into there and so I had to chase her down the moon lit gardens to Get Out before some old man in a cult notices us but the only local who noticed was the landlord (well it was a big fluffy cat that was watching us stoically from one of the old gothic home’s doorsteps, like we thought it was a statue or one of the gargoyles but she eventually moved) and she kept following us around no matter which garden we snuck around in to make sure we weren’t getting into trouble. 

We eventually get home at nearly TWO AM and I am like you have to stay over with me cause you gotta get up early for work. So we have a cozy sleep and I knew my dreams were going to be wild that night which I had a really wild short dream. Basically it was really vivid, and I was there in this world of just blackness, but facing an endless black mirror. And my reflection I was dressed up ceremoniously. I started walking towards myself and the glass would ripple like water. I was going to walk into the wall of water fusing with this reflection but then I woke up.

[patiwat696jackson]

Store update 12” Molis Sepulcrum “Left For The Worms” Exhumation “Eleventh Formulae” House By The Cemetary “Rise Of The Rotten” Helslave ” From The Sulphur Depths” Humiliation “XI: Triumphant” 12″ Atomic Curse “Mortal Dawn of Lust” Abigail/Sign of Evil “Reaper’s Night” CD CRUCIAMENTUM “CONVOCATION OF CRAWLING CHAOS” GRAVE MIASMA “REALM OF EVOKED DOOM” HACAVITZ / THEURGIA/ VELDRAVETH “Tercer Nadir Venenoso” REVERENCE OF PAROXYSM / PESTILENGTH ” Congruence Of The Ends” CRUCIAMENTUM “ENGULFED IN DESOLATION” CONJURETH “Majestic Dissolve” HEXORCIST “Evil Reaping Death” DIPYGUS “Bushmeat” BRAHMASTRIKA “Excarnastrial Commencination” BRAHMASTRIKA “Abhabaniyastral Samsarimplication” GOATBLOOD ” Adoration of Blasphemy and War” Holocausto “Diario De Guerra” Holocausto “War Metal Masscre” Thy Feeble Saviour “Darkest Path to Death” DEPLORABLE “Longing for Eternal Rest . . .”  Dowrr “Into Decrepitude” Necrobiosis “My Soul” Hexifixion “Hexifixion” Premature Burial “Antihuman” Survival “Survival” Castleumbra “Cthulu Wgah’nagl Fntagn” Humiliation “Regiment” Humiliation “Parallel Chains of Command” Humiliation “XI: Triumphant” Hacavitz “Darkness Beyond” Demonarchy “Demo 2019” Rothadás ” Kopár hant . . . az alvilág felé”  Helslave ” From The Sulphur Depths” Tape GOATBLOOD “Ferry Of Death” VOIDKOSM “Deathvocation” SA BRUXA “Gnosis” LASTER “Ons Vrije Fatum”  Empheris”Ancient Necrostorms” Call ov Unearthly “World’s decay / Vortex of the Cursed” INCINERATOR “Rotten Flesh Macabre” Godcider “Six Bullets for Christianity” CRUCIAMENTUM”CONVOCATION OF CRAWLING CHAOS” PLAGUE “PORTRAITS OF MIND” https://www.instagram.com/p/CX-u_fHJcmT/?utm_medium=tumblr

[fuzzy-melonlord]

Okay. I'll see you soon.

– Asher

[Lust doesn't respond back, instead they just head towards the cemetary. Questioning their choices]

@sam-collins

[trashmenace]

Zebra Horror to 1991

Zebra horror through 1991Below is a comprehensive list of the almost 200 horror novels Zebra Books released through 1991.  Horror continued to be released regularly until Zebra shut down their horror line in 1996, but starting in 1991 horror started started splitting off into Silence of the Lambs knock-offs, Interview with a Vampire copies, and young adult style covers. A full cover gallery with shop links over at Trash Menace Gallery 1974 Dementia by Keith Parnell 1975 Satan's Daughters by Othello Peters 1977 Hell Hound by Ken Greenhall The Soul by Ron Gorton 1978 Replica by Lionel Saben The Ashes of Tamar by Elizabeth Wade 1979 Dracula in Love by John Shirley Benediction by Joseph P. Furek There is a Serpent in Eden by Robert Bloch Long Night by P.B. Gallagher The Rite by Gregory Douglas 1980 Caly by Sharon Combes Wild Violets by Ruth Baker Field The Nest by Gregory Douglas Cherron by Sharon Combes 1981 Moondeath by Rick Hautala The Devil's Kiss by William W. Johnstone Act of Love by Joe R. Lansdale The Witching by Fritzen Ravenswood Great Liquidator by J.V. Grombach Unholy Smile by Gregory A. Douglas Death-Coach by J. N. Williamson Mysteries of the Worm by Robert Bloch Unholy Goddess by Baker Stein Halloween II (Novelization) by Jack Martin The Spawning by Fritzen Ravenswood Ghost Mansion by J. N. Williamson Death-Angel by J. N. Williamson Sweet Revenge by Dick Beaird 1982 The Uninvited by William W. Johnstone The Unblessed by Paul Richards The Evil One by J. N. Williamson The Initiation by William W. Johnstone The Witching by Fritzen Ravenswood Death-School by J. N. Williamson Moon Lake by Stephen Gresham Traces by Patricia Wallace Night Bait by Phillip Straker The Trident by Joel Hammil Extraterrestrial by Julian Shock Horror Mansion by J. N. Williamson Slice of Life by James Kisner Wolfsbane by William W. Johnstone Blood Knot by Bruce Algozin Moonbog by Rick Hautala Night Lust by Phillip Straker Death-Doctor by J. N. Williamson 1983 Devil's Heart by William W. Johnstone Videodrom by Jack Martin A Crying Shame by William W. Johnstone White Noise by R.F. Beaird The Taint by Patricia Wallace The Nursery by William W. Johnstone MaMa by Ruby Jean Jensen Death Screen by Richard F. Beaird 1984 Rip Tide by Donald D. Cheatham The Stalker by Claude Teweles Rockabye Baby by Stephen Gresham The Devil's Touch by William W. Johnstone 1985 Sweet Dreams by William W. Johnstone Home Sweet Home by Ruby Jean Jensen The Children's Ward by Patricia Wallace Daddy's Little Girl by Daniel Ransom Half Moon Down by Stephen Gresham Soul Eater by Dana Brookins Only Child by Patricia Wallace Best Friends by Ruby Jean Jensen Child's Play by Andrew Neiderman 1986 Rockinghorse by William W. Johnstone Twice Blessed by Patricia Wallace The Doll by Josh Webster Dew Claws by Stephen Gresham Cat's Cradle by William W. Johnstone Night Stone by Rick Hautala Wait and See by Ruby Jean Jensen Toys in the Attic by Daniel Ransom The Alchemist by Les Whitten Jack-In-The-Box by William W. Johnstone Deadly Ernest by Daniel Lynch Teacher's Pet by Andrew Neiderman The Shadow Man by Stephen Gresham 1987 Piper by Brett Rutherford and John Robertson The Dollkeeper by Jack Scaparro Fertility Rights by Fay N. Zachary Annabelle by Ruby Jean Jensen Sight Unseen by Andrew Neiderman Blood Bath by Linda Stahl Borlik Midnight Boy by Stephen Gresham The Devil's Cat by William W. Johnstone Night Whisper by Patricia Wallace Cry Wolf by Alan B. Chronister Shadow Child by Joseph A. Citro Sleep Tight by Matthew Costello Baby Grand by William W. Johnstone The Evil One by J.N. Williamson Chain Letter by Ruby Jean Jensen Night Caller by Daniel Ransom A Killing Frost by Daniel Lynch Water Baby by Patricia Wallace Dream House by Christopher Fahy Toy Cemetary by William W. Johnstone Witch Child by Elizabeth Lloyd 1988 Smoke by Ruby Jean Jensen Little Brothers by Rick Hautala Guardian Angels by Joseph A. Citro Hocus-Pocus by Jack Scaparro Blood Sisters by Deborah Sherwood House of Illusion by Ruby Jean Jensen Deadly Nature by V. M. Thompson Grim Reaper by O'Neil de Noux Abracadabra by Stephen Gresham Witch Daughter by Elizabeth Lloyd Sandman by William W. Johnstone Devil's Moon by William M. Carney Play Time by Morgan Fields See No Evil by Patricia Wallace Ten Little Indians by E. Patrick Murray The Lost Children by Brett Rutherford Runaway by Stephen Gresham Keepers of the Beast by Jack Maclane Jump Rope by Ruby Jean Jensen Eternal Bliss by Christopher Fahy Baby Doll by Marilyn Knight Night Touch by Stephen Gresham 1989 Goodnight Moom by Jack MacLane Carnival by William W. Johnstone Brain Child by Stephen George Moonwalker by Rick Hautala Pendulum by Ruby Jean Jensen Project God by V. M. Thompson Dark Souls by Barry Porter Blood Dreams by Jack MacLane Beasts by Stephen R. George Demon's Eye by Stephen Gresham Tree House by Victor Mullen Deathsong by Jack Scaparro Spellcaster by J. Edward Ames Monday's Child by Patricia Wallace Deadly Harvest by Morgan Fields Death Stone by Ruby Jean Jensen Secret Orders by H. Paul Jeffers Dark Miracle by Stephen R. George The Manipulator by Dana Brookins Junkyard by Barry Porter 1990 Vampire Child by Ruby Jean Jensen Hindsight by Ronald Kelly Blood Wings by Stephen Gresham Darksong by Jean Simon Lullabye by Patricia Wallace Flesh Stealer by Pauline Dunn The Lyssa Syndrome by Christopher Fahy Dark Reunion by Stephen R. George Children of the Shadows by Don L. Freeman Lost and Found by Ruby Jean Jensen Evilway by Ryan O. Moses Pitfall by Ronald Kelly Dollies by Pat Graversen The Devil's Coin by Mark Manley Poison Pen by James Kisner Mindscream by R.D. Zimmerman Shaman Woods by Morgan Fields Thrill by Patricia Wallace Demonic Color by Pauline Dunn Grandma's Little Darling by Stephen R. George Just Before Dark by Jack MacLane Victoria by Ruby Jean Jensen Earthblood by James Kisner 1991 Stones by Pat Graversen Wild Card by Jean Simon Hide and Seek by William M. Carney Grandfather by Anne Joseph Something Out There by Ronald Kelly Perfection by Marc Berrenson The Vampire Memoirs by Traci Briery & Mara McCuniff Watchers in the Woods by William W. Johnstone Blood Sabbath by Leigh Clark The Living Dark by Stephen Gresham Waltz With Evil by P.D. Rozzi Little Brother by Bill Eidson The Forgotten by Stephen R. George The Crawling Dark by Pauline Dunn The Burying Point by Ann Brahms Celia by Ruby Jean Jensen Faith Killer by Josh Webster Wind Chimes by R. R. Walter Cold Whisper by Rick Hautala The Attic by Jack Scaparro Dr. O by Glenn Hale The Quagmire by James Kisner Vampire Blood by Kathryn Meyer Grifftth Sweet Revenge by Jean Simon The Gifted by Jack Caravela The Night Seasons by J.N. Williamson Deadly Breed by T.J.Kirby Baby Dolly by Ruby Jean Jensen Listen to the Shadows by Joan Hall Hovey Moon of the Werewolf by Ronald Kelly More Zebra Horror at Too Much Horror Fiction, Fright.com, and Vault of Evil. This is the result of looking up over 3500 titles by ISBN number.  Horror made up just over five percent of Zebra's output.  Mostly historical romance, then westerns, with several adult western series.  Men's Adventure will be covered separately.  Compared with the 70s, Zebra stuck to only a few specific subgenres.  The only historical oddities were trivia books and gross humor collections.

[neoatlanticmooses]

Let us take a sack of spray paint and spray paint over the paintings. Lets dance through Paris; kiss in the shadow of the Louvre, crawl inside its windows, scroll manifestos over its canvases, write Morse code on the sculptures, roll a sleeping bag on the floors to sleep inside of, tell one another a story by flashlight, unearth everything from before, burry each other inside the other, feed grapes to the ants, light fireworks in the fists of sleeping kings; kill the monarch. Break back outside and find a world to do all these same things to; up and upon against break the bricks, climb over them, and when the sirens scream, laugh aloud, hold my hand, and run fast. Run through the streets with me with a bunch of bottles, a bucket of gasoline, a mouthful of matches, a pocket full of paintings and fresh faced batch of policemen to chase the fires we are lighting, laugh on a shoulder of gold. And I thought that the museums were cemetaries where the dead paid the wall to hold what we had so that we could walk through what we once were, And children take their skulls to turn into gardens, to pluck for forefathers and farther stars, that on some nights resemble an armless mother praying for her arms to return. Every tooth that we tear from our jaw to fling at the black gloved riot soldiers as another shadow that we are trying to lose. Let every giggle be filled with lust; let us laugh this night away and I will fuck you like you were a prayer. I could save me by having my mouth around you, and I will hold you afterwards like you were the pullpit and I was the sky, and this love that danced between that hardness was a telephone line of holiness that those two things spoke through. Take me into your heart like I was a saint, and you were a face of forgiveness blooming in a valley destined to sink further. Be a river with me; Be the storm; the bend in the path; the front porch; the heat in the south; be a bootfull of banjo strings; a fistfull of written songs; a mouthfull of chocolate dust. When they come to take us, stab them between the eyes. Do not take your hand from around mine. Make a fist with the other, and punch spines like guilds, spit, sweat, kiss them like a grandmother. How will open mouthed terror love filled? And when they come to cut our hair and ask to hear pennince come from inside us, say with me loud and trembling, but loud and clear that: “I have already emptied myself. I kissed regret goodbye, took the hands of another backwards angel, and rode backwards into the rain” When the hangman of morrow comes to hang the sun in its daily execution say this with me: “Sarah, we are apples. Our love is an arrow; I’m unbuttoning my shirt; painting a circle over my heart, please… just shoot straight.”

Anis Mojgani

[audiomomento-blog1]

a huge thank you to @so-kindoflike-ya for tagging me in this! what a legend

🎧put your music on shuffle and list the first 10 songs and tag some people 🎧

1. Alexandra Savior - Vanishing Point 

2. The Smiths - Cemetary Gates 

3. Childish Gambino - 3005

4. uM THE OPENING SONG OF GREASE

5. The Killers - For Reasons Unknown 

6. Bryan Adams - One Night Love Affair 

7. Kendrick Lamar - LUST.

8. Stereophonics - Superman

9. The Beatles - She Said She Said 

10. Oasis - The Importance of Being Idle 

i’m tagging @blurselftitled, @c0rtneeeey and @misplaced-joan-of-arc in this but if you don’t want to do it that is completely FINE

likewise, if i haven’t tagged you but you want to do it, go ahead!