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rosaeus-archive · 4 years
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❝      TELL YOU WHAT   ———   i’m reasonable  .  how about a nice bowl of milk for doing this   one thing?    ❞
@revulsicn .
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zagubionywilk · 4 years
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                >> ⚔️ <<         HE SIGHS,   HOLDING UP A FREE HAND    while the other reaches back to put away the    SILVER    sword that had been within his other hand.   he had no qualms here.          ❝          CALM YOURSELF.     the blade is not for you.   might have been but it no longer is    YOUR    concern.         ❞                
@revulsicn​    (   for mia   !!   )    liked for a short starter    !!
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skullbrand · 4 years
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𝐓𝐇𝐄  𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐓  𝐎𝐅  𝐀  𝐖𝐄𝐀𝐏𝐎𝐍  𝐈𝐍  𝐇𝐈𝐒  𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃  ,  the  dangerous  mindset  of  the  punisher  resting  idly  by  like  a  shadow  in  the  dim  streetlight  .  unsteadiness  vows  discontent  but  he  is  as  ADAMANT  as  he  is  stubborn  in  the  resounding  no  that  sounds  from  his  lips  .  
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                                       ❛          already  told  ya  once  madani  ---  i’m  not  your  one  man  firing  squad          ❜ @revulsicn​ for madani
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needwar-aa · 4 years
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@revulsicn​​ / sc.
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𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭   𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞   𝐭𝐡𝐞   𝐨𝐝𝐝𝐬 ?     when   the   whole   world   had   gone   to   shit   and   people   had   started   eating   each   other ,   frank   had   been   on   the   road ,   trying   (   and   arguably   failing   )   to   move   on   with   his   life .   a   lot   had   happened   since   then .   frank ,   being   frank ,   had   done   his   best   to   help   people   who   needed   it   along   the   way ,   and   frank   being   frank ,   never   stayed   with   them   for   long .
then   the   longer   into   this   whole   thing   everyone   got ,   the   less   he   crossed   paths   with   others .   people   got   more   CAREFUL ,   stayed   in   groups ,   avoided   strangers   like   they   were   infected ,   and   for   good   reason .   hell ,   the   past   couple   of   months ,   he’s   barely   even   spoken   a   couple   of   sentences   out   loud ,   and   all   had   been   to   himself ,   or   the   poor   son   of   a   bitches   who’d   turned   that   he’d   put   out   of   their   misery ,   or   all   the   assholes   he’d    killed   who   thought   they   could   just   do   whatever   the   hell   they   wanted   now   that   they   thought   there   was   no   one   left   to   STOP   them ...
so   what   were   the   odds   that   now ,   after   more   than   a   year ,   he   would   suddenly   cross   paths   with   a   familiar   face   from   before   this   whole   thing   started ?
his   gun   had   been   raised   instinctively   before   registering   who   it   was;   though   as   his   gaze   fell   upon   the   other’s   face ,   he   FROZE ,   blinking   in   surprise ,   recognition   finally   finding   it’s   way   to   his   eyes   as   a   quiet   breath   of   a   laugh   left   him .      ❛❛   christ ...   ❜❜      he   muttered   under   his   breath   in   disbelief ,   lowering   his   gun ,   brows   furrowing   and   eyes   narrowing    slightly   as   if   to   ask   how   the   hell ?   though   instead   he   said   ;      ❛❛   never   thought   i’d   see   you   again .   ❜❜
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thespotlightss · 4 years
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@revulsicn​  said  :  you wouldn’t leave the gang , right  ?
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❝     𝖎𝖙'𝖘 𝖓𝖔𝖙 𝖑𝖎𝖐𝖊 we’re going to stop being friends i just..... this is a very good opportunity shaggy. i can’t pass it up.     ❞       there’s a KNOT IN HER STOMACH that she 𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚗’𝚝 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚍 when she had planned this announcement. slim hands wring together, smooth over non-existent wrinkles in her skirt. a small smile plays upon her lips, perhaps a touch watery, but there’s no denying the undercurrent of excitement beneath. the resolve.       ❝   𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑪𝑨𝑩𝑳𝑬 𝑵𝑬𝑻𝑾𝑶𝑹𝑲 really loved the video FRED AND I sent in, they want to pick us up for an entire season. can you imagine? 𝚒’𝚖 𝚐𝚘𝚗𝚗𝚊 𝚋𝚎 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚟.  ❞  
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prcsopa · 4 years
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❛         𝐀  𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐒  𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓  𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐄𝐃        ❜    arrogance  floats  across  the  features  of  a  man  that  knows  all  too  well  what  he’s  capable  of  ,          ❛      it  sounds  to  me  like  you  might  have  bitten  off  more  than  you  can  chew  ,  madani          ❜ @revulsicn​ for dinah !
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telepaethic · 4 years
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     “SOMETIMES   YOU   WIN,   and  sometimes  you  learn.”   @revulsicn​
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velvetipped-arch · 4 years
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@revulsicn​ liked  this  for  a  starter   »       arthur   &   molly.  
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            “  how  ‘bout  you  calm  down  a  little  an’  then  try  an’  spit  out  what  you’re  tryin’  to  tell  me.   maybe  .  .  .  put  the  bottle  down ?  that  surely  won’t  be  helpin’  you  any,  miss  o’  shea.  “ 
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mysteriesdelved · 4 years
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@revulsicn​ sent: “stay with me.” from mio @ jonas!             
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          ‘ ...yeah. for now. ‘ his voicemail was starting to get clogged up with messages from his dad and alex asking when he was going to come home, but he only continued to ignore them. it was easier to stay with her where he could block it all out. ‘ i was worried you’d be sick of me always hanging around. ‘
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empathiet · 4 years
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BATTERED BODY AND BLOODIED LIP  ,     a pitiful sight to behold in the dead of night as he stumbles his way to her door  .          aaron’s mouth had always been quicker than his brain  ,     logic out of the window when survival instinct should be taking over  .          perhaps his craving for control has   (  ironically  )   gotten out of control and now  ,     despite morbidly enjoying the sharp ache singing in his ribcage  ,     he fears the unsettling realisation of actually being alive  .          all it had taken was three drunk guys  ,     a fourth one nervously on the lookout for cops  ,     and a handful of worn sneakers to the stomach  ;    for him to regret ever wishing to feel anything but numb and non - existent  .
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his feet carry him to mio’s place  .          mouth filled with the metallic taste of blood  ,     chest heaving as laboured breaths struggle to push their way out of burning lungs and tired shell leaning heavily against the door frame  .          he should go home  ,     but the mere thought of worrying his brother is enough to make him flee                 seek refuge somewhere he trusts and feels safe  .          albeit worrying her appears just as selfish as it must be cruel to show up uninvited in a state like this  ,     knocking upon someone’s door at no later than four am  .          aaron  ,     by all means  ,     is truly a pathetic creature  .          a smile  ,     too macabre when it is meant to be apologetic  ,     pulls cut apart  ;     ripping at its edges when clouded eyes meet her’s moments later  .          ❝     hey  ,  uh                  can  . . .   can i come in  ?     ❞
                             &    ,             @revulsicn​ 。
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horrorempathya · 4 years
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“   ---   those  promises  we  made.    remember  ‘em?    tell  me  they  don’t  mean  shit,   faith.   ”        tracey’s  hands  were  in  the  pockets  of  her  jeans,   face  neutral.   heaven  forbid,  even  in  a  moment  like  this,   she  reveals  that  she  FEELS,   that  she  loves  and  she’s  something  more  than  attitude.     brown  eyes  just  glance  away  from  faith’s  features,  the  name  she  spoke,   that  always  rolls  off  her  tongue  like  it  hurts  her  to  say  the  name.  she  misses  rachel.    /    @revulsicn​ .
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seajudge · 4 years
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@revulsicn​ / for santanico!
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       the smell of blood in the late night fills the air in the bar, thick like fog—but what might be a stench to others is a sweet perfume to the culebras. daniel’s already had his fill of their kills, otherwise he might be joining the others outside. instead, since he came here, he’s made a practice of eating quickly, using the rest of the time when no one’s looking for him to find santanico (a worthy cause, in his opinion).
   once, his life was dedicated to other things, like family or travel. food is even secondary now that he’s devoted his life to a greater cause (or rather, a greater woman). perhaps it’s because of the free food, or because they share so many things, or because he has nowhere else to go, but ... daniel wouldn’t call it happiness, what he has here. more something like contentment (knowing when your next meal is coming, and that somebody enjoys your presence; the simple pleasures in life).
               ‘ lovely dancing. ’ as always. they both know it, and he’s stating the obvious (the sky is blue, she is stunning). leaning up against the doorway to her dressing room, daniel folds his arms, watching. the room is quieter than all the others, his voice echoing, low. ‘ are you alright? that one at the end got handsy with you. ’
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unnwin-a · 4 years
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❝      ---------------   I didn't order that .      ❞    
@revulsicn​    /    s.
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swordgiven · 4 years
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wandering          leather          boots          pressed          over          the          luscious          tapestries          that          adorned          the          warlock’s          apartment.          the          golden          boy          was          no          stranger          to          the          𝑪𝑨𝑻          𝑬𝒀𝑬𝑫          male.          always          looking          for          answers.          there          was          knowledge          even          shadowhunters          couldn’t          have.          𝚖𝚘𝚕𝚝𝚎𝚗          𝚕𝚊𝚟𝚊          hardening          upon          the          foreign          sight.          ❝          last          time          i          checked          magnus          did          not          look          like          that.          who          are          you          ?          ❞
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  ☠   𝙎𝙏𝘼𝙍𝙏𝙀𝙍 𝘾𝘼𝙇𝙇.                              (  @revulsicn​​ . )
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needwar-aa · 4 years
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@revulsicn​ / sc / for sage.
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        ❛❛   you   gotta   get   out   of   here .   c’mon .   ❜❜
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likemosaic · 4 years
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@revulsicn​.
      it is not like this when finfolk die. how they die is something rin knows, an instinct he cannot remove out of his brain, and he knows it is not like this. he touches the stone, and water drips down, rolling across the engravings. he picks out mio’s name, some strange symbols. something about flowers that confuses him. mio was not a flower, and she was not a stone with carvings in it. she was a human. and now all that is left of that human is a pile of dirt. he wishes he understood what it all was for, so he could do the thing that a normal person might do. he does not understand, though, so he just stands there for a while. the breeze picks his coat up and tickles his legs. it feels nice.
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 ‘ i’m sorry. ’ this is what he hears the others say, sometimes. he thinks he understands what it means: this is my fault. he had let her leave, go without him. he should not have, but he did, and this is what happened. he should have watched her more closely. he should have done more, caught more fish, spent more time with her. she was not happy and he did not fix that, and it made her leave. his chest aches. his eyes itch. 
    ‘ i am very sorry. i did not— ’ his voice, already gruff, feels like. a frog, in his throat. mio had said something like that once. he had not understood and still does not, and he hates himself for it, that he never understands, and that all his failures come from that.
               ‘ i did not know. that this would happen. ’
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