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// been having a really hard time coming here and concentrating on my blogs lately. I have a ton of muse, but I’ve always worked better with quality over quantity? So I may drop some stuff / give my inbox a clean.

In the meantime like this for some inbox stuff !

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his options are to jack off or try ( in vain ) to go back to sleep , and only one of those is a guaranteed happy ending .

jacking off it is.

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Today I offer you a meme

Tomorrow? Who knows.

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// anyway my headcanon for Travis is that he’s Val’s ex-fluffer from when he actually starred in porn back in the day, and Val got too attached and couldn’t bring himself to let him go and therefore hired him on as writer/second director

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// hostile takeover by @voxxisms we love you all hello

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tag drop - verses .

MAIN - the blog standard , attached at the hip with @voxxisms . val is trying , the vee's love each other , etc etc etc . VERSE ONE - affiliated with @oculosadvocum . vox is obsessive , val is under contract , and they both love to hate each other . VERSE TWO - in which @/oculosadvocum abandons val at the altar and , in a shocking turn of events , val gets with vox's ex instead ( @/staticintone ) .

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tag drop - affiliates .

SONGS ASSOCIATED : @voxxisms - i was made for lovin' you // @oculosadvocum - obsessions // @viraldollhouse - seventeen // @staticintone - nothing matters // @poisonedspider - nothing's gonna hurt you baby .

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// anyways Val cut contact with his mother because she was very … unwelcoming towards his sexuality. Sleeping with men purely for income was fine, she’d slept with a number of women in her life for the same reason (she claimed, with much less polite terms), but to take pleasure in it was vile. that to love another man was vile. In their last argument, she claimed that she’d always known - that he’d enjoyed it far too much from far too early an age, and that’s why she never felt guilty about letting him go. that he deserved to be a coked up slut, that he’d never turn his life around, and that at least she was getting better with her lover-of-the-week that planned on buying them a house and getting married in Reno. And, lastly, that he’d rot in hell for his sins against god. she’d never been any sort of religious, and the last thing he did was laugh in her face.

but it wasn’t as if they gave you an itemized list when you entered hell.

sometimes, when he’s particularly fucked up, he wonders if she was right.

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vox is slowly losing his heterosexuality

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oh, my porn is unrealistic?

it's not supposed to be realistic. it's supposed to be fun.

call it suspension of dickbelief.

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𝖆𝖞, 𝖒𝖎 𝖕𝖆𝖕𝖎𝖙𝖔 ❣ @poisonedspider begged : "....ah' would do all three a' those dependin' on th' day and my mood."

❝  baby, of course you would ! you know papi treats you g - … three ? ❞

❝ what do you mean all three ?! ❞

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𝖆𝖞, 𝖒𝖎 𝖕𝖆𝖕𝖎𝖙𝖔 ❣ @hashtagbiitch begged to share a cigarette with my muse.

❝  be  careful  with  that,  baby,  she’s  potent.  ❞  don’t  let  the  breezy  way  val  speaks  distract  vel  from  the  message  -  the  fact  he’s  warning  her  at  all  should  be  enough.  he  takes  one  more  languid  pull  before  passing  the  hookah-sized  holder  down.  like  most  things  regarding  physicality,  val  is  an  expert;  he  holds  the  smoke  in  tightening  lungs  for  as  long  as  he’s  able,  squirming  lower  into  the  couch  cushions.

he’s  only  human,  though,  and  eventually  he  exhales  a  pink  plume  through  his  teeth  and  nose,  patiently  (  as  patient  as  val  gets  )  gesturing  for  her  to  pass  it  back. ❝  what’s  got  you  indulging  today,  mmh?  anything  juicy  I  should  know  about?  ❞

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send fuck, marry, or kill depending on what your muse would do to mine.

alternatively, send “⭐” and my muse will answer if they would fuck, marry, or kill yours.  ( feel free to replace fuck with kiss if it's not appropriate! )

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𝖆𝖞, 𝖒𝖎 𝖕𝖆𝖕𝖎𝖙𝖔 ❣ @hazbinned  (charlie ) begged : ❝ i’m going to help you, okay ? is it alright to touch you ? ❞

❝  y-y-y  -  you  -  you  STAY BACK ,  you  bitch  !!  ❞

how  long  had  it  been  since  he’d  felt  like  a  rat  in  a  cage  ?

valentino  adored  his  body  under  all  circumstances,  except  in  the  face  of  fear.  he  didn’t  like  how  it  looked  on  him;  obvious,  doe-eyed,  inexperienced. if  he  couldn’t  wave  a  gun  at  it  or  overpower  it  with  sheer  size, it  was  as  good  as  deadly  to  valentino.  he  was  not  made  to  fight  alone.  he  wasn’t  made  to  fight  at  all.

he  cannot  help  the  neurotic  twitching  in  his  face  any  more  than  he  could  the  spasms  working  through  his  body  or  the  frantic  squeaks  and  chirps  that  seemed  to  come  with  every  breath.  he  was  terrified,  struggling  to  remain  in  control  and  failing,  and  he  didn’t  know  how  much  longer  his  mind  and  his  body  would  deal  with  all  this  shit  -

and  the  blood.  every time  he  looked  down  at  his  leg  he  felt  sick,  ribboned  flesh  on  his  thigh  and  calf  oozing  eggplant  into  the  hotel’s  carpet. it’s  what  he  deserved,  but  he  didn’t  think  anyone  here  was  stupid  enough  to  attack  on  sight  ... what  had  angel  told  them  …  ? whether  charlie  was  on  their  side  or  his,  whether  she  intended  to  do  more  damage,  he  didn’t  know  -  and  he  didn’t  care  to  find  out.  val  scrambled  backwards  from  where  he’d  fallen,  pushing  himself  along  the  floor  with  his  heels,  and  he  doesn’t  think  to  stop  until  his  back  hits  wall.  then,  and  only  then,  does  he  find  it  difficult  to  draw  breath,  panic  pulling  too-quick  gasps  from  abused  lungs.  val  feels  woozy,  weak:  the  blurry  room  swirls  and  weaves. ❝   fucking  CUNT  !  tou  -  touch  me,  and  I  -  i-i-i'll  -  ...  !  ❞

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╰┈➤ STARTER PROMPTS : Wound-Related Angst a set of generic starter prompts, all centered around wounds & caring for them !

❝ is that … blood ? ❞ ❝ is that blood ? what happened ? ❞ ❝ is that your blood ? ❞ ❝ oh my god, what happened ? are you okay ?! ❞ ❝ stay right there. don’t move. i’m going to get a first aid kit. ❞ ❝ i’m going to call for help. stay there. ❞ ❝ don’t move. you’ll only make the pain worse. ❞ ❝ i’m going to help you, okay ? ❞ ❝ i’m going to help you, okay ? is it alright to touch you ? ❞ ❝ can we … slow down … ? i’m having trouble keeping up … ❞ ❝ i’m feeling light headed … ❞ ❝ i’m not feeling so well … ❞ ❝ i’ll be alright, i just need to catch my breath … ❞ ❝ i took a fall … i think i must have hit my head … ❞ ❝ i feel nauseous … ❞ ❝ i, uh … i might need some help patching up a wound … ❞ ❝ please, don’t leave. ❞ ❝ please, don’t leave. i’m scared … ❞ ❝ have you been waiting for me to wake up, this whole time ? ❞ ❝ i was starting to worry you wouldn’t wake up … ❞ ❝ oh my god, you’re alive ! ❞

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[ BANDAGE ] — for sender to tenderly bandage receiver [ BANDAGED ] — for receiver to tenderly bandage sender

[ BLOODY ] — for sender to stumble into receiver’s line of sight, covered in blood [ BLOODIED ] — for receiver to stumble into sender’s line of sight, covered in blood

[ COLLAPSE ] — for sender to collapse into receiver’s arms, unconscious or near unconsciousness  [ COLLAPSED ] — for receiver to collapse into sender’s arms, unconscious or near unconsciousness 

[ CAUGHT ] — for receiver to collapse into sender’s arms, unconscious or near unconsciousness [ CATCH ] — for receiver to collapse into sender’s arms, unconscious or near unconsciousness

[ BREATH ] — for sender to lose their breath, suddenly stopping to catch it [ BREATHE ] — for sender to lose their breath, suddenly stopping to catch it

[ SLOW ] — for sender’s steps to slow as a wound they’ve kept hidden begins to take effect [ SLOWED ] — for receivers steps to slow as a wound they’ve kept hidden begins to take effect

[ BLOOD ] — for sender to remove their hand from a place against their clothing, coming back with blood on their palm/fingers [ BLOODY ] — for receiver to remove their hand from a place against their clothing, coming back with blood on their palm/fingers

[ HOSPITAL ] — for sender to wake up in the hospital, finding receiver sleeping in a chair in the room, implying that receiver has been waiting the entire time for sender to wake up [ WAITING ] — for receiver to wake up in the hospital, finding sender sleeping in a chair in the room, implying that sender has been waiting the entire time for receiver to wake up

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WORM TIME WORM TIME. tell him he looks pretty.

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Consider: Val was the rich one in the beginning