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hewill · 4 years
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❝      𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙺𝙽𝙾𝚆 ,      𝙸𝚃 𝙰𝙸𝙽’𝚃 𝙵𝚄𝙽      if you're      already      off your face      before ten o’clock .    ❞      amusement      has him glancing      over shoulder ,     nearly misjudging      actuality      of time .      ❝     jesus ,     it’s not even nine !     ❞
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hisflaws-a · 4 years
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𝑨  𝒔𝒑𝒊𝒓𝒂𝒍𝒆𝒅  𝒘𝒆𝒃  𝒐𝒇  𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒔  𝒂𝒏𝒅  𝒅𝒆𝒄𝒆𝒊𝒕  ---  that’s  what  Max  has  been  trapped  in  for  what  seems  like  forever.   A  darkness  has  consumed  what  was  once  a  happy,  somewhat  normal  life  and  has  turned  it  into  something  he  wouldn’t  even  wish  upon  his  worst  enemy.   Hands  that  were  once  soft  has  become  calloused  and  cold.   Smooth  skin  now  riddled  with  scars  and  lines  that  told  stories  of  stress  and  anger.   Fresh  out  of  prison  and  he’s  seen  things  . . .  lived  through  things.
It’s  almost  like  he’s  in  another  world.   The  freshness  of  Chicago’s  brisk  air  almost  smells  foreign  to  him,  and  the  neighborhood  he  once  frequented  does  the  same.   He’s  not  sure  what  part  of  his  psyche  is  leading  him  to  their  house.   Maybe  it’s  the  part  of  his  consciousness  that’s  begging  him  for  something  familiar,  something  to  remind  him  of  who  the  fuck  he  is.   Maybe  it’s  simply  because  he  doesn’t  have  anyone  else  to  turn  to.   Whatever  the  case  may  be,  it’s  certainly  too  late  to  turn  back  now  for  knuckles  are  already  rapping  at  their  door.
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As  it  swings  open  there’s  little  thought  in  his  mind.   All  he  has  the  energy  to  mutter  is  a  simple,  “  Hey.  ” 
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puinsharc · 4 years
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@southstayed​,    +     ❝    . . .   you     think    it’s     fulfillin'    ?        huh ?       that    what   it    is ?       you  -  you   think   i   like  this   shit    ?  ❞   
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wasme-a · 4 years
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&.          @southstayed​            ›         shine a light   (heathers),         𝚂𝚃𝙸𝙻𝙻  𝙰𝙲𝙲𝙴𝙿𝚃𝙸𝙽𝙶 . 
“   deep  inside  of  everyone,   ”     he  begins  by  grabbing  the  other  by  the  shoulder,    spare  hand  tapping  his  chest.    “    there’s  a  hot  ball  of  shame.    guilt,    regret,   anxiety,    fears  we  dare  not  name.   ”      muttered  as  eyes  widen,    the  man  well  aware  of  the  pains  he  kept  inside.    though  he’s  trying  desperately  not  to  think  about  them.    “   but,    if  we  show  the  ugly  parts  that  we  hide  away,    they  turn  out  to  be  beautiful   -   by  the  light  of  day!   ”
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klugers · 4 years
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❛   𝑅𝑈𝑁  𝐷𝑂𝑊𝑁  𝐶𝐻𝐼𝐶𝐴𝐺𝑂   .  .  .   if  we  shoot  here  ,   we’ll  get  points  for    authenticity.   ❜     as  far  as  hollywood’s  concerned  ,     authenticity’s  worth  its  weight  in  gold.    blips  of  it  so   RARE   they  were  to  be  cherished.   ❛   critics  positively  eat  it  up.    it’ll  put  this  little  diner  of  yours  on  the  map.   ❜
@southstayed​​         /           𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄𝐃   !
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agentsalt · 4 years
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              ❝       there’s some things in life they teach you early on so you KNOW what and what not to do.       being ON TIME is one of those things             but from the looks of things i’m surprised on how you even stepped foot out of your bed.       ❞
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hisflaws-a2 · 4 years
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𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐓 𝐐𝐔𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒 ( feat. @southstayed )
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quinnsparency · 4 years
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here are the blogs i created ( pls follow if you genuinely want to interact )  
@southstayed:  fiona gallagher 
@gldfnchd: theodore decker & boris pavlikovsky
@halfwithered:  cheryl blossom of archie comics 
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hisflaws-a · 4 years
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bold what applies - italicize sometimes strike out never. tag some friends to play along! && repost don’t reblog!
—EROS: • scornful jealousy • pink • presents a certain decorum • heavy air in a nightclub • has a tattoo they regret • sex & love therapist for their friends • juvenescent • uses enchantments • aloof • wears rose-coloured glasses • velvet, latex, & lingerie • milk baths with champagne bubbles • impetuous in love • intense eye contact is a sport • kinky • soft lips • wears stacked rings • sets fashion trends • graceful movements • marble floors • heavy perfume or cologne • deeply emotional • born glamorous •  
—HECATE: • prefers canine companions • wears symbolic jewelry • can see spirits • melting wax • uses hexes • feels most comfortable at night • smell of cinnamon • moonlight • red wine • understands poisons & herbs • collects bones or feathers • partakes in rituals • black • fog at night • is aware of their shadow self • embraces the unknown • enjoys collecting secrets • approves of necromancy • meditates • has prophetic dreams • lace • knowing too many secrets • fishnet stockings  •
—PAN: • enjoys poetry & prose • wool • smell of decaying leaves in autumn • prefers to be barefoot • tends to overindulge  • easily excitable • thriving in social circles • loves being around campfire  • antlers • dirt paths • the sound of wind chimes • penchant for sticky fingers • pine trees • stamina for days • falls in lust • vagabond • physically stronger than given credit for • foxglove • welcomes luxury • non-confrontational • charming words • talking to animals • nature for jewelry •
—NEMESIS: • angry • protective of their values • balance & harmony • looks like an angel but isn’t • more perceptive than people realize • snow capped mountains • grey • wears leather • silver jewelry • likes snakes • can’t stand ignorance • believes in retribution • analytical of own emotions • well read • marble columns • has very rigid morals • bruised knuckles • humorous under the sarcasm • clean workspace • everything in moderation • cold morning air • resting glare face • fluent in curse words •
—HYPNOS: • very calm demeanor • easily overwhelmed • relaxing is their vice • transactional friendships • has a soft voice • head in the clouds • carries drugs with them • has a sibling they’re close with • drawn to winged animals • lavender • has plush furniture/blankets  • starry eyed • horrible money management  • gives amazing hugs • dreaming big as a full time job • wears comfy or loose clothes • existential questions • not good at memory based skills • fairy lights • can’t sleep somewhere unfamiliar • crystalline chandeliers • dislikes bright sun • fluttering eyelashes •
—IRIS: • life’s a technicolor spectrum • has a lot to say • beaming smiles • always has candy with them • flirting by accident • walking to the beat of their own drum • gossamer curtains • has a surprising amount of connections • blushes very easily • confident laughter • uses a staff • fresh fruit slices • decorated handwritten letters • a social chameleon • blood made of honey • treating people with kindness • sentimental heart • vases full of wildflowers • feels fulfilled when helping others • has a healing aura • always traveling • stained glass windows • just trying to be a good person •
tagged by : @flammeus tagging : @liftedrelics , @unsnare , @impsve , @southstayed , @tremrs , @markedwrath , @jokethur , & anyone reading this!
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hewill · 4 years
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・゚✧  take  𝚃𝙷𝙸𝚂 𝚃𝙴𝚂𝚃  for  your  muse  and  post  your  results ,                                                tag  as  many  as  you’d  like !   REPOST ,  DON’T REBLOG .
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warmth  ||||||||||||||||||  54% intellect  ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||  90% emotional stability  |||||||||||||||  42% aggressiveness  ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||  82% liveliness  ||||||||||||||||||  54% dutifulness  |||||||||||||||  42% social assertiveness  |||||||||||||||  42% sensitivity  |||||||||||||||||||||  62% paranoia  |||||||||||||||||||||  62% abstractness  ||||||||||||||||||  58% introversion  ||||||||||||||||||||||||  78% anxiety  |||||||||||||||  50% openmindedness  |||||||||||||||  42% independence  ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||  86% perfectionism  ||||||||||||  34% tension  |||||||||  30%
𝚃𝙰𝙶𝙶𝙴𝙳 𝙱𝚈 :      @southstayed​​  ilysm (’: 𝚃𝙰𝙶𝙶𝙸𝙽𝙶 :      anyone  who’d  like  to  do it !
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klugers · 4 years
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𝑮𝑶𝑻𝑯𝑰𝑪 𝑳𝑰𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑨𝑻𝑼𝑹𝑬 .    bold what applies to your muse ,      italicize what sometimes applies to them .      repost , don’t reblog .
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𝚆𝚄𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙷𝙴𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃𝚂 .     the wildness of open spaces .  withered trees with limbs like spiders . abandoned homes .  two souls that are the same .  dying young . the ghost of a girl .  revenge that does not satisfy .  tapping at the window .  knowing too much of the pains of others .  cruelty that doesn’t fade .  an unresolved past .  marrying ,  but not for love .  rolling hills .  hair flying in the blustering wind . sudden illness .  disinterment .  the deep pain of loss . carrying a namesake that is not your own . facing a storm head on . an accent thick upon the tongue . a figure on the horizon ,  shrouded by mist .  ageing walls and rotting floorboards .  intruding upon the wake of destruction . wasting away . together in death .
𝙹𝙰𝙽𝙴 𝙴𝚈𝚁𝙴 .      the madwoman in the attic .  candle-flame and burn stains .  soft laughter .  a fire roaring in the hearth .  silence in the halls .  folded hands over modest skirts .  the pain of being wronged .  a wedding interrupted at the altar .  dark brows .  a horse riding up the path .  the isolation of a church .  gray skies .  landscape as bleak as your soul .  finding sanctuary .  a bird flying free from its cage .  discovering your worth . returning to a place that feels like home .  falling in love in spite of yourself .  schoolyards full of children . lying in bed while clasping a loved one’s hands in yours .  hopeless prayers .  hiding in an alcove to read .  timid but strong .  being true to oneself above all .
𝙵𝚁𝙰𝙽𝙺𝙴𝙽𝚂𝚃𝙴𝙸𝙽 .      grand prose .  the glory of nature .  playing god .  the spark of madness that drives creation .  stripped down to shirtsleeves .  the gritty streets of the city . staying awake too long . snow-capped peaks .  retreating from society . innocent recollections that become twisted .  a lost paradise .  lightning across a dark sky .  to be destined for one alone .  shouting from the top of a mountain .  strewn corpses .  the implements of a surgeon scattered across a surface .  a bride on her wedding night .  books left open to gather dust ,  pulled from shelves .  dark circles beneath the eyes .  the deathly pallor of a corpse .  things alive that shouldn’t be .  desiring a love of your own .  feeling your soul restored with a bliss that cannot last .  icy terrain .  unsatisfactory endings .
𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙿𝙷𝙰𝙽𝚃𝙾𝙼 𝙾𝙵 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙾𝙿𝙴𝚁𝙰 .      the long ,  fatal crack across a mirror .  unearthly voices echoing through the dark .  a duet .  snow falling against statues of angels .  the lament of a violin’s strings .  resurrected hopes .  the sensation of being watched .  candles blowing out on their own .  masquerade revellers .  unrequited love .  the snapping of a noose .  an obscured face .  the scintillating light of an ornate chandelier . mysterious and inexplicable catastrophes .  watching your dreams shatter .  curtains drawing back from a stage .  devils that are angels .  a soft kiss on the forehead .  scratches of red ink . long capes and gloved hands .  retreating to the rooftop .  being led in a trance .  love as your undoing and your salvation .
𝙽𝙾𝚁𝚃𝙷𝙰𝙽𝙶𝙴𝚁 𝙰𝙱𝙱𝙴𝚈 .     the turrets of a gothic mansion made of stone .  portraits looming above the stairwell .  suspicion of all around you .  dreaming of grandeur ,  awaking to normalcy .  the sound of a carriage coming up the street .  top hats and fine suits .  dancing at a ball .  the lavish throes of society . the thrill of being introduced .  a mystery that goes ignored .  chests that harbour secrets .  old love letters .  thumbing through the pages of a novel .  disappointing the one you admire .  the appearance of indifference . having your heart played with .  grand rooms housing past memories .  mistaken first impressions .  affluent personages .  kissing in the garden .
𝙳𝚁𝙰𝙲𝚄𝙻𝙰 .      your life draining out of you .  a castle on a lonely precipice .  fog spreading through woodlands .  dutifully kept journals .  enthusiastic correspondence with one you love .  blood dripping down the chin . a tongue stroking sharp teeth .  the howling of wolves coming closer .  wreathes of garlic hung about the room .  rosary beads and crucifixes .  violence that spans centuries .  tall figures that cast long shadows .  disturbing the silence of a grave .  the sensation of leaving your homeland .  not dead ,  only sleeping .  last wishes .  a long and arduous journey .  an ominous ship at sea .  the sound of shovels in the basement .  eerie lights that obstruct your path .  goblets of blood red wine .  a stake through the heart . to be at peace at last .
𝚃𝙰𝙶𝙶𝙴𝙳 𝙱𝚈 :  @bewrath​  <3  ty  ty 𝚃𝙰𝙶𝙶𝙸𝙽𝙶 :   @mqryalice​   ,   @southstayed​   ,   @fencetm​   ,  @phriestly​   you !
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hisflaws-a2 · 4 years
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@southstayed​​  :  ( 🎐 )  my muse finds yours outside their house when they are suppose to be in bed
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well,  it’s  about  fucking  time.   he  can  barely  make  out  her  features  against  the  backlight  from  her  room,  but  it’s  just  enough  for  max  to  know  that  she’s  looking  at  him  from  her  window.   “  geez,  i  was  afraid  you  were  never  gonna  answer  and  i’d  be  out  here  by  myself  all  night.  ”   words  are  exclaimed  into  the  quiet  ----  perhaps  he  should  lower  his  voice,  but  only  after  he  asks,   “  what  are  you  doing?  ”   what  is  she  doing?   probably  trying  to  sleep  like  a  normal  person.   but  what’s  normal  anyway?   “  i’m  bored  and  i  can’t  sleep  . . . .  wanna  go  do  something?  ”
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hisflaws-a · 4 years
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 𝗪𝗛𝗔𝗧 𝗔𝗥𝗘 𝗬𝗢𝗨𝗥 𝗛𝗔𝗡𝗗𝗦 𝗠𝗘𝗔𝗡𝗧 𝗧𝗢 𝗗𝗢?   
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Maybe you should invest in flour. You work, work hard and sometimes you feel like that’s all you can do. That it'll never pay off. But there’s no greater feeling than to see the joy you bring to others, to see them succeed with the tools you gave them. You may not be a leader, but a leader’s spine, shoulders, ribs. You are the dawn before the sun. It’s sweet, too sweet, but it’s better than nothing. You are endless golden fields, salt of the earth, and the lives of all who devour it.
tagged:   @southstayed tagging:   i know a lot of people have done this one already sooo... if you haven’t done it yet, consider yourself tagged!
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