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stories-of-the-multiverse · 2 months

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Umm currently having a Vox and Velvette obsession do you have any headcanons for them hehe

((Mostly for Vox, buuuuuut some for Velvette too.

Chronologically and physically the youngest of the Vees. Though physically not by much, she's still within the 30's-40's age range like they are

Velvette

Was unsurprisingly a fashion influencer in life. However she unfortunately started out as one of those child influencers her parents vicariously live through/make money off of.

Eventually killed her parents to finally escape them. To this day no one in the living realm caught on that she murdered them.

Died about 2015 when an obsessive fan sent her a trap package in retaliation for getting a boyfriend. Yes, really.

Gained a big following rather quickly on Hell's social media, catching Vox's attention.

After Vox pulled her into the Vees, she's the one that brought eyes to the boys' bigger projects, and often does photography and costuming for them.

Aside from the obvious knives, Velvette also wields a selfie stick. And man can she do damage with it.

Velvette cooks as a hobby, primarily baking. Sometimes posts food aesthetic pictures. The only people she cooks for are those she's fond of. Sort of a love language for her. She stopped cooking for Valentino, however, after an incident where online he insulted the cookies she made for him. Now he can only get a taste of her food by either persuading Vox to share, or otherwise stealing the food off him. Girl holds grudges.

Vox

Chronologically the oldest of the Vees, though physically a little older than Velvette and a little younger than Valentino.

Born and raised Catholic, though admittedly didn't have the attention span for Sunday School. He was essentially agnostic until he died.

Grew up reading comics, watching TV, and in general fucking around with any electronics in the house he could find rather than playing outside. He was neglected by his parents growing up and didn't really have any friends so yeah.

Always wanted to be in the film industry. He wanted to act in and make films. Unfortunately he only got as far as commercials and infomercials before he died. He was a pretty good salesman, though, so it suited him just fine. He got progressively more and more unethical in trying to sell the products and services he was advertising. Shaped up to be a real corporate shill.

Also. Drugs. So much drugs. He's just better at hiding this habit than most people.

Died in a studio accident where a light fixture fell on his head. Yes. Really.

Goes without saying Vox isn't his real name. But it wasn't his first Hell alias either.

Not only did he start out with the old boxy tv for a head, but he couldn't communicate vocally at first. You know silent films where after the talent "says" their lines, it cuts to a frame where we have to read the dialogue? Yeah he started out having to do that.

Now more machine than man, he works differently from other sinners. Rather than respawning when he dies, he needs to be repaired to come back. Even when he's been torn to pieces, all you can do is gather him up and put him back together. The only thing setting him apart from broken machines is that he does bleed when he's been hurt.

Aside from the ability to bleed, there are other occasions where his machine body functions like it's organic. Like if he's injecting something, he can treat his wires like veins.

Theoretically, he doesn't need to eat, but he does get hunger pangs if he doesn't, and eating does provide more power for his batteries.

I could go on and on about his anatomy and his relationship with it tbh but for now the most important one; he has a tail. Very Hellborn like but a cord with a plug at the end. It's how he charges, or stays powered on when he doesn't have battery. He just hides it under his clothes and wound around his waist [like a Saiyan] because he's gotten tired of some assholes tearing it off or fucking up the prongs. Why did I give him a tail? Because I saw someone edit him with one and now I want it to be canon fite me.

Made his start in Hell as an inventor and repairman. That's when he first met Alastor. Just dumped some broken equipment on him asking him to fix it. One time became semi regularly. After a little bit of that, Vox was taken under his wing.

Yes, thanks to Alastor, he has eaten "human" flesh. [Only in quotes cuz technically no one in Hell is human anymore.] He doesn't exactly hate it, like he wouldn't refuse it if it was cooked for him, but he doesn't seek it out either.

Alastor's cooking is also the reason why his white ass can handle spicy food-

Vox looked up to Alastor back then. The relationship was far from healthy, however.

By the time they split, Vox was an Overlord in his own right

Met Valentino a few years after the split. This relationship is also unhealthy but good luck getting Vox to realize that.

Essentially provides the platforms for the other Vees, and often time helps with video editing and sometimes get involved directly with the filming. Val learned all his film tricks from Vox.

Custom made the Vees' phones and set up Valentino's online accounts. With some bombass security.

And that's about it for now. Hope you like-))

#chaos-canvas #Ask #OOC #V Squad #Head canons #Vivziepop CW #Child Abuse CW #Child Abuse Implied CW #Child Neglect CW #Murder CW #Death CW #Drugs CW #Drug Abuse CW #Drug Abuse Implied CW #Cannibalism CW #Mobile Post #This took forever partially because the Internet connection was being bulls hit

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lookinghalfacorpse · 2 years

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dsmp characters and smoking? yes? yes.

- c!wilbur’s cigarettes carry different scents with them. it doesn’t take long for people to suspect that they’re laced, and oftentimes they are, but not always with what you’d expect. he gets herbal mixtures from his father; jasmine, tendu leaves, green tea leaves, and plenty more. he smokes in calm moments, and in stressful moments. during conversation, and when he’s alone. sometimes, the smoke in his lungs is enough to remind himself that he is, in fact, breathing.

- c!quackity used to be shit at it. an absolute disaster. each hit he took came with ugly choking and watery eyes-- he failed to see how wilbur found this relaxing (though he might admit that shotgunning hits off of the man, their lips close enough that quackity would time his inhales with wilbur’s exhales and breathe in his smoke, was... nice.) but he was nothing if not determined. by the time las nevadas is over 50% constructed, he’s an expert. he looks good with it. the cigs sit naturally in his hands, like they were made to be there.

- (quackity smokes in the prison, which sam hates. the scent lingers in the cracks of the obsidian, and on dream’s prison uniform. sam doesn’t know where he finds the time to smoke during his “visits,” but he’s not about to ask.)

- c!philza smokes from a long, elegant pipe that sits gingerly between his fingers. he makes his own mixtures, specifically designed to help him with his aching joints and the lasting pain from ancient injuries, and he likes to design mixtures for others. wilbur has tried many types, but phil prefers to give him something calming, like jasmine and sativa, to help with his anxiety and nerves. for technoblade, chamomile and sativa, to quiet the voices.

- (philza makes a green tea and indica mix for c!dream. good for pain, and for chasing away insomnia. he’s not sure the young man ever actually smokes it)

- c!ranboo turns down offers from both wilbur and philza. his mind is unreliable enough, and he’s afraid that the extra substances would make things worse.

- (lying awake on the obsidian floor, dream holds the mixture of green tea and indica between his fingers. it was pre-rolled for him, which was thoughtful-- philza knew he wasn’t experienced enough to do it himself. supposedly, it would help him sleep. sleep was elusive lately, although admittedly better within the safe walls of the prison than it was when he was hiding in the open. but dream knows how the scent will stick to the obsidian. to his clothes. he sets it aside, unlit.)

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byanyan · 1 year

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ㅤyou know they're talking about you. you catch all the subtle glances they both send your way while you wolf down the first warm meal you've had in over a week. you know it's coming, it's why you don't make a habit of stepping into one of the city's many shelters. they want to help, but their help only perpetuates the bullshit cycle you're already in.

you don't need their help. you just need a break from the scraps you've been eating as you get your hands on them.

she sits down across the table, expression calm, but there's concern in her eyes. pity. ㅤ( you're eight again, sitting in the same shelter while she asks you where your parents are, and you're annoyed. you just wanted some food and a place to sleep, not to be pestered with stupid questions about why you ran away from home. that wasn't your home. those weren't your parents. )

you don't answer right away, instead prod your fork at your vegetable medley — the only thing left on your plate, the only thing you didn't devour in an instant.ㅤ( she says you don't have to finish the veggies if you answer her question. you were gullible back then. )

in your silence, she notices the track marks on your arm. you tug down your sleeve and hiss that it's none of her business. she tells you that it's okay, that they don't judge here.ㅤ( the bruises are almost healed now, but you think she sees them. standing up, she tells you to wait here while she makes a quick call. says she'll bring you a cookie or two if you sit tight. dessert was enough incentive to a child who hadn't seen anything sweet in weeks. )

you've been here enough times now to know she's probably calling child welfare. the moment she's out of view, you leave the table and the last of your peas behind. you're not going back again. you're not that desperate. things have been worse. you're fine.

ㅤㅤyou're always fine.

#i... *gestures vaguely*#idk. i was trying to sleep but instead... this.#i haven't written a spontaneous drabble in years i'm. i don't. know.#here it is ig??#━━ ˟ ⊰ ✰ DRABBLE.#drug use cw #child abuse cw #both implied but heavily enough that i'm tagging to be safe #ask for further tags bc idk

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troublewithvampires · 8 months

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salvatore siblings mega post.

just realized i've never made a post talking about sal's siblings? wack.

anyway, i don't have drawn visual references for sal's siblings, but i do have like. approximations. these aren't completely accurate but they're definitely close. (picrew link)

sal has three siblings, of which he's the youngest: jesse burke, beth armstrong (formerly burke), and martin burke. in modern day, beth and martin are still alive, but jesse died in the late 1990s.

more info and approximate faceclaims and picrews under the cut! this is really fucking long, though, so no one is obligated to read all of this. it got out of hand very fast.

short summaries:

jesse was a stockbroker who was involved in a lot of white collar crime and helped establish some of sal's mob connections. he and sal were closer than the other siblings, who were pretty distant. after sal went missing, jesse investigated himself and found out he was murdered--shortly after, victor had him... eliminated.

beth is retired now, married to her long-time best friend and mother to three children, who each are adults now with their own children. she became a mother younger than she was ready to handle, but she was determined to do right by her daughter and make a good life for herself.

martin is an army veteran, having fought and lost a leg in the vietnam war. in modern day, martin is happy with his long-time romantic partner, a man named carson, and their six dogs. after sal disappeared, martin and beth became close again, talking after years of bitterness.

content warnings: non-graphic talk of drug abuse/overdoses, suicide, terminal illness, transphobia, and abuse.

jesse burke - 1934-1999 (died age 65)

(approximate faceclaim: eric stoltz) (age in picrew: 35)

jesse was very close with beth and martin when he was younger, but after their father's death he began emotionally drifting apart from the family. he never had much of a chance to bond with baby salvatore, but he did what he could to help out around the house.

from the age of 16, he was basically the man of the house, despite being only a teenager at the time.

still, the moment he could, he left home to attend university (studying finance and business), and he found it was a breath of fresh air. he had a lot more to worry about with his studies, but he felt like he could breathe for perhaps the first time. so while he stayed in touch with his siblings, he rarely, if ever, came home after he left to go to school.

very book-smart and charismatic, very good at finding the right people to be friends with and making sure to leave an impression on them. though he was very intelligent and a hard worker, his greatest skill was identifying the right people to mingle with and making the right impressions on them. truly a king of networking.

this charisma helped get him in the door with the right people to get his foot in the door in wall street, and by the 1970s he was working with a prestigious stockbroking firm. jesse got to live his best 'wolf of wall street' life, without a care in the world.

as an adult, he actually was on pretty decent terms with salvatore, unlike his siblings. sure, they rarely talked, but he really respected what sal was doing. it wasn't legal, sure, but they were both making names for themselves away from their family. they were both businessmen, and jesse thought that was all that mattered.

jesse also was pretty accepting of sal being a man. he didn't *get* it, sure, but he saw no reason to question it and never made a big deal about it one way or the other. his little sister was actually his little brother? oh, cool. well at least he's making something of himself, unlike the other two.

he was so impressed with sal, in fact, that he helped sal with networking. jesse is the one who introduced salvatore to mario gianette, aka nickels. he was the *in* sal needed to finally start working with the boss he worked with until he died.

in the mid 70s, sal completely cut ties with their mother and other siblings. jesse reached out to him after this, and the two had a drink together. they didn't talk much, but they enjoyed each other's company.

in the early 80s, sal introduced jesse to his closest associate, victor bonicelli. jesse and victor got along very well and started working very closely together. sure, jesse wasn't directly involved with any of the *super* illegal shit (in his words), but he helped keep the operation running financially.

when sal disappeared in the mid-80s, jesse was devastated--much more than he was when his mom passed the year before. he had a very public breakdown and was strongly urged by his bosses to take a break from work. for the first few months, he tried to use his money and influence to *find* sal, to no avail.

in the meantime, he ended up leaning a lot on victor. sal was victor's best friend, right? so they could grieve together.

a few years later, jesse discovered that victor was behind salvatore's disappearance. before he could do anything with this information, though, victor had him taken care of.

in the late 80s, jesse's firm was the subject of numerous criminal investigations into his mob connections. before he knew it, all of his business partners were turning against him to save their skin, and he became the scapegoat for all of the debauchery he and his associates had been up to for years.

jesse was arrested and spent ten years in jail, losing basically everything he had in the process. during this time, he wrote dozens of letters to salvatore--he knew sal would never read them, but the guilt for working with his brother's killer was eating him alive and he had to atone *somehow.*

when jesse was released in 1999 on parole, he just kinda... fell off the map. about a month later, he was found dead in a hotel room after an overdose.

beth armstrong - 1938-present (still alive)

(approximate faceclaim: jane seymour) (age in picrew: 32)

beth is the middle child, and she certainly acts the part. with an inferiority complex a mile wide, she's always been keenly aware of the fact that she's not as impressive as her siblings in many ways. she's not as nice as martin, not as smart as jesse, not as hard-working as salvatore. she was just beth.

beth has never been very family-oriented, but as the siblings' mother had to spend more and more time away from home to earn the money to care for them, she was often stuck caring for her younger siblings.

she began to resent this as she got older. she'd always been outspoken and fiery (how else would anyone pay attention to her, after all?), but she became doubly so during her teen years and into her early 20s. she threw herself headlong into activism, right around the beginning of second-wave feminism and the flower power movement.

beth still lived at home in this time, helping take care of her younger brothers and the house when she could, at least up until she was 23 and their uncle clarence took sal away and enlisted him to work with his mob buddies. at the time, beth was fucking pissed at her mom for allowing it, which led to them having an explosive argument one night.

beth said some things she regrets, calling her mom an irresponsible cunt who never should've been a mom, and anna fired right back--she told beth to her face that she didn't know the first thing about motherhood, so she had no room to talk. she was *nothing* and would always *be* nothing to the people around her unless she got her shit together and stopped being such a self-righteous little bitch. after that, they nearly stopped speaking altogether.

about a week later, beth left home, moving out to live with a friend for a few months before getting an apartment by herself. she was determined never to go back.

for a few years, beth took a few odd jobs to get by, never really settling into one career. she tried to keep in touch with her siblings, but jesse was an asshole and martin seemed to be turning the same way. as for sal... beth never really understood him, and she was fine with that. she never approved of the shit he was involved with, but she knew he didn't have a choice. i think beth pitied him, but there was a part of her that was bitter. sal was at least *something.*

(and in regards to sal being trans... beth never knew about that, really, and as far as she knew, he was a cis woman forced to dress as a man to make money for their selfish irresponsible mom.)

then, when beth was 26, she had a drunken one-night stand with a man named robert, which resulted in her getting pregnant. robert gave her no way to contact him, and she couldn't find him in the end to tell him about his baby.

she didn't know what to do, and for a time she spiraled, terrified of what the future held. she couldn't have this baby! she couldn't be a mother. she didn't want to be a mother. but it seemed she didn't have much of a choice--abortion wasn't legal at this point, and beth couldn't in good conscience put the baby up for adoption.

eventually, she moved back in with her mom--anna seemed eager to meet her grandchild, enough so to forget about the previous animosity. by this point, sal had moved out entirely, but beth didn't pay much mind to that. she figured he was fine, happy somewhere with their uncle. aside from the money he sent each month to support her and their mom, she didn't care at all.

before she knew it, beth was back where she was before, living with a mother she constantly butted heads with. however, this time around, her priorities were different--she had her own kid to think about. beth was determined to be a better mother than anna, no matter what.

her daugher, allison, was born in early 1965, a tiny girl who screamed and wailed from the moment she was born. and beth... was apprehensive, but she loved this baby. and as she held her newborn, beth promised her in a quiet voice that she'd give her a good life. allison would never grow up feeling unimportant--beth would make sure of it.

in the years that followed, beth began throwing herself headlong into being a family woman. the same passion she once threw into activism was now dedicated to making sure this was a healthy, stable household for her daughter. she didn't always succeed, though, and in her desperation to make things be okay, she drove the family apart. martin moved back in for a short time, and he grew angry and bitter at her constant fretting that they needed to be a family and she needed to take care of them. she couldn't understand why he wouldn't cooperate with her, and he couldn't understand why she cared so much.

when her mom got sick, beth became even more entrenched in being a caretaker for those around her. she and her mom never got along, sure but the idea of living in a world without her made beth's head swim. she was constantly stressed trying to keep things together, but still, they fell apart.

in the mid 70s, beth ended up in a screaming argument with salvatore about this very issue. she thought he was being selfish for not wanting to come home and see their mom before she died, even though beth had once been the same way. by the end of the conversation, beth was in tears, and she told sal to go fuck himself. he told her to do the same. and they never spoke again.

beth kept living with her mother up until 1977, when allison was 12. that year, anna passed away. about a year before that, beth met a man named joey at her job as a waitress, and they'd hit it off right away. he was the new cook, and he was the first person in a long time to treat beth like she really mattered. they were fast friends, and they had a close bond. thicker than thieves in every sense of the word.

so, when beth came to joey in tears after her mother finally passed, joey had no problem moving beth and allison and into his place right away. not as a romantic thing, but to make sure his friend and her daughter would be okay. they had nowhere else to go, after all, and he had the space and money to be able to help them out.

beth, joey, and allison settled into their new life together gradually, soon becoming a close little family unit. joey and beth's relationship remained platonic for years, but they co-parented allison very well. for all intents and purposes, they were her parents.

to make things easier, eventually joey and beth decided to get married. not out of any romantic interest in each other, but just to make sure they could take care of allison and be there for each other. while living with joey, beth was allowed to really be herself, not forced to take care of everything and keep a splintering family together against all odds. it was... freeing. beth had two more children with joey (a boy named scott in 1979 and a girl named rebecca in 1982), though no romance blossomed between them still. they were happy to coparent as friends, with no spark of anything between them.

so freeing, in fact, that beth decided to leave the past behind. she wasn't interested in the sinking ship that was her old family--she had a new family, after all. one that loved and appreciated her.

still, she wanted to do right by her siblings, so she did keep in touch with them, to some degree. she never spoke to salvatore again, but she did send him one last letter that their mother had written him, as an attempt to offer some kind of closure. she never heard back, but she didn't think much of that.

... until sal went missing one year later. beth was shocked when she heard the news, and she spent the evening bawling into joey's chest. though she hadn't spoken to sal in years and had written off her old family for the most part, she couldn't help but wonder what could've been... sure, salvatore was an asshole, but still! it put something into perspective for beth: even if her old family was shit, they were still family, and she didn't want to lose them.

in the aftermath of salvatore's disappearance, beth reached out to martin, and the two started talking. they caught up, and over time they began to mend their damaged relationship. it wasn't perfect, especially because jesse never returned any calls from either of them, but it was real. the road was rocky, but it was there. for the first time in decades, beth's family began putting itself back together.

in modern day, beth is still married to joey, has retired from a fulfilling career as the manager of a grocery store, and her three children are now all adults with their own children. she is loved, and she is happy. she's had a lot of hardships in her life, but she's satisfied with where she is now.

martin burke - 1944-present (still alive)

(approximate faceclaim: paul blackthorne) (age in picrew: 33)

the youngest of the burke siblings, and the one who was hit hardest by their father's disappearance. martin always idolized their dad, and he never had much time to process that grief.

as a child, martin was always very kind and pacifistic, but both of those qualities certainly became less prominent with time. the older martin got, the angrier and angrier he became, and by the time he was an adult, he was *deeply* cynical and bitter towards those around him.

almost the moment he turned 18, martin left home to join the military. he grew up on stories about his cousin, scott, who was (in his father's words) a war hero during world war 2. martin was never close with scott, but he wanted to follow in his footsteps regardless.

after all, dad always talked about how great scott was. maybe becoming the kind of man his dad could be proud of would make martin feel closer to the old man.

anyway yeah lmao martin fought in the vietnam war. he was never particularly patriotic, but he went into the war thinking he'd be a *hero* and could *be a great man* just like scott. that didn't happen, though--instead, martin was severely injured in his first battle, and soon after he was medically discharged and sent home.

for the first few months after he came home, martin lived with his mom and sister beth while he recovered. his left leg was completely fucked, and ultimately it had to be amputated. he had to re-learn how to walk and function, and he also had to deal with his family.

during this time, he interacted with salvatore a few times, and he grew to resent sal for the pure, simple fact that sal had an *out.* he didn't *have* to be there, because he had a *job* and a *life* and *friends* who loved him, and he could just fucking go and never come back.

one day, martin met a man named carson, a nurse at the local hospital who was charged with helping martin with his physical therapy. immediately, martin was a huge dick to him--what kind of man took a job as a fucking *nurse* outside of combat?

carson quickly put that bitch in his place and martin shut his mouth REAL fast haha!

eventually, carson and martin became very close, and over the course of several years, they fell in love. eventually, they moved in together in the late 70s. after that, martin mostly stopped talking to his mother and sister, though he keeps in touch sometimes. he's much happier with carson's family.

when sal went missing in the 80s, martin was... unsurprised, but he was definitely upset by it. for a good few weeks, he wondered what could've been if he'd stayed in touch. maybe he could've done something. ultimately, though, he decided to just... move on and not dwell on it too much. enjoy the moment with the love of his life.

he had similar reactions to the deaths of jesse and his mom--sure, it sucked, but he had to keep going. and at least he had carson to lean on, as well as other friends he made over the years.

carson and martin are like... that old gay couple that's been together for decades, married in all but name. they're bonded for life, and they're enjoying growing old together with their dogs. (they have six dogs total: bandit, roger, pirate, zeus, ziggy, and princess)

modern day martin is still a little jackass, but he's settled down. he's no longer as angry and bitter, and now he's just like. a sweet old man.

#❝ ain't no jesus here‚ billy boy ❞ 「 ooc 」#❝ there i was‚ a gangster turned vampire on the loose ❞ 「 headcanons 」#//CHRIST THIS IS SO FUCKING LONGGGGG #//GODDDDDD #//anyway. not making separate tags for his siblings i think #//at least not right now #//walking into the ocean btw #drugs cw #suicide cw #terminal illness cw #abuse cw #transphobia cw #//the transphobia is the most minor of these #//and the suicide is more implied-#//intended to imply that jesse took his own life ultimately

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textsfromthefifthbasement · 1 year

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Setting Fire to Our Insides for Fun

Rating: T

Archive Warnings: Chose Not to Warn

Pairing: Pharoga

Word Count: 592

Summary: Several weeks after Erik lets Christine go, Nadir gets worried and oes to check on Erik. Written for POTO Queer Week 2023.

Nadir had a very bad feeling.

It had been several days since the opera house had been haunted. Since any of the ballerinas heard a whispering voice coming from just backstage, since the managers had found threatening notes.

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#poto queer week 2023 #phantom of the opera #the phantom of the opera #pharoga #erik/the persian #erik #the phantom #the persian #nadir khan #cw drug abuse #cw implied attempted suicide #hurt then comfort

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starset-mnqn · 1 year

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It is SO funny to me that I've seen multiple people draw N high on weed. I need more of that.

#nothing about his character implies any drug use which just makes it funnier #an n free from his dad's abuse just becomes a vegan stoner sk8er boi. good for him #n harmonia #drugs cw #2023 #fae chimes

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eyzoa · 2 years

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Yandere Rose || Bed Of Roses || Listen Here

Me And Mr Wolf - The Real Tuesday Weld

Bed Of Roses - Mindless Self Indulgence

Brutus - The Buttress

Child Psychology - Black Box Recorder

Weight Of The World - Shayfer James

Goodbye, My Danish Sweetheart - Mitski

Oh Ana - Mother Mother

You Should See Me In A Crown - Billie Eilish

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emmatriarchy · 1 year

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to Shinobi: "I thought it was medicinal."

🥂 - Shin is reclining with his head hanging back over the edge of the bed, blowing out some smoke after holding it in his lungs. He covers his eyes with his free hand - bloodshot and red - and groans lightly. Of course his father would interrupt his relaxation time.

"It is, father. It can be both medicinal and recreational. I have been injured on that fool's errand you sent me on. It helps with the pain."

He peered at his father through his fingers, as he was always wary of Sebastian's next move. It was only useful to turn intangible if he knew when to do it, and he did just talk back to his inflexible father.

#sebastianshaw #shinobi s. (muse)#drugs cw #abuse cw #implied anyway

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rahbid · 2 years

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𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐁𝐀𝐆𝐆𝐀𝐆𝐄.

bold what applies. italics for occasional.

been cheated on / been bullied / had your heart broken / broken someone’s heart / told a horrible lie / been betrayed / been framed or set-up / stolen something of value / overdosed on drugs / been drunk / cheated / bullied / been publicly humiliated / punched someone in the face / been beaten up / broken a bone / been admitted to a hospital / put someone in the hospital / had a near - death experience / been drugged / done drugs / smoked / been arrested / been homeless / been forced to commit a crime / died and came back to life / kissed someone you weren’t attracted to / bled severely / killed someone / been forced to kill someone / had an attempt on your life / lost someone / loved someone / watched a loved one die / failed to save or help a loved one / felt helpless / watched your world die , disappear / had your life’s work stolen or destroyed / gone without food for over three days / gone without sleep for over three days / been shot / been stabbed / been poisoned / been held prisoner / been trapped / been held hostage / held someone hostage / been stuck in a different world, universe, time / been abused by someone who should have loved , appreciated , valued you / had a panic attack / had night terrors / been in a car accident / lost your job / lost a fight / been divorced / been abandoned / passed out from pain / cried yourself to sleep / spent a whole day in bed / hurt yourself / taken your anger out on yourself / taken your anger out on someone you love / been used / been manipulated / felt used / manipulated someone else / had your memories , mind wiped , stolen or tampered with / been taken over by a hostile force / been terrified / played a cruel game on someone / been forced to smile / felt too many things at once / laughed when you felt like crying / been in denial / been denied / faced your demons.

tagged by my beloved : @bkkorosu.

#abuse cw #drugs cw #drug use cw #self harm cw #kinda? its implied #anyway :') oof ouch owie #「 ACCESS FILE :// APROPOS. 」: the sickly sweet rotting of a human heart.

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