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Julien Spencer | 18 | Scorpio | INTP | He/They | Aro/Pan | Probably Autistic ||RP blog/18+ ONLY||
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The deed is done.
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you wanna use me as ritual sacrifice so bad it makes you look stupid
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tea prompts
feel free to reblog & use for your own blog/s ♡
lemon tea; what are mornings like with them?
peppermint tea; what do they get excited about?
chamomile tea; what is their sleep schedule like? does it change around their s/o?
earl grey tea; how did they court their s/o?
milk tea; what are their kisses like?
coffee; do they get jealous easily? how do they show it?
rosehip tea; how romantic are they? how do they show affection?
black tea; what do they look for in a person?
pomegranate tea; at what point did they know they loved their s/o?
matcha tea; how and when do they propose to their s/o?
chai tea; how do they spice up their relationship?
hibiscus tea; what’s their favourite place to take their s/o?
green tea; how do they comfort their s/o?
russian caravan tea; how experienced are they with relationships?
english breakfast tea; would they want a family?
rooibos tea; what’s their favourite thing to do with their s/o?
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Imagine
Imagine being lost in the woods.
Imagine hearing the leaf litter crunch, the catch and muffled snap of dry twigs catching under your feet.
Imagine the sparse young trees growing denser, thicker, older.
Imagine catching movement from the corner of your, another shape you swore darted behind the trees.
Imagine running faster, feeling your blood quicken, your lungs tighten as the air grows colder.
Imagine hearing more twigs snapping, but you don’t know if they’re from your own feet or something else.
Imagine trying to catch your breath, to keep it quieter and calmer than you feel as you try to find the path.
Imagine feeling something pass just behind you, enough that it rustles your hair, brushes your clothing.
Imagine spinning around with a yell that echoes strangely around you, as you swing wildly.
Imagine your embarrassment when you see nothing there, your laughter echoing just as strangely as your scream.
Imagine looking down, to see a ring of mushrooms, to feel that niggling in the back of your brain–an old warning overheard or passed on when you were too young to care.
Imagine hearing sounds in the branches up above, of seeing nothing but darkness and dead leaves and the soft, gentle fall of snow.
When had it gotten dark?
When had it started to snow?
Imagine quickly stepping out, and finding yourself in winter, any path you might have followed swallowed up by snow and night.
Imagine seeing footprints all around, in a dizzying, messy trail that circles where you’d stood, evidence of pacing.
Imagine hearing the absolute stillness of a forest, sound swallowed up by drifts, life quieted by winter.
Imagine hearing the snap of a twig behind you. The deliberate snap of a twig behind you.
Imagine hearing, “Run” so close and warm against your neck, the breath of it parting and raising hair along your skin.
Imagine that you run, stumbling and weeping in a blind terror, as snow pulls at your legs, soaking your clothes, weighing you down.
Imagine what would happen if you don’t.
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Hands u a letter that has fiberglass in it
(He belongs to @billys-gore )
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fuck it, fanart for one of @ghostie-goo 's amazing slasher ocs 🤝
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SLASHER OC || SOMEWHAT DEADBYDAYLIGHT OC
18+ CONTENT ONLY
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𝙱𝙱𝙲 𝙼𝙴𝚁𝙻𝙸𝙽 𝚂𝙴𝙽𝚃𝙴𝙽𝙲𝙴 𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙼𝙿𝚃𝚂.
these are taken from the bbc show with the same title, triggers may or may not be present, proceed with caution and feel free to adjust any you that you deem necessary.
poor child. it can’t have been easy to grow up without a mother.
you are special. the likes of which I’ve never seen before.
what do you mean?
well… magic requires incantations, spells that take years to study.
what i saw you do was… elemental. Instinctive.
you are a question that has never been posed before, [optional:name].
people used magic for the wrong ends at that time.
there was one dragon he/she/they chose not to kill.
i… i… i have no idea what just happened.
i know what it was. i just want to know where you learned how to do it.
where did you study? answer me!
what do you want me to say?
i warn you, i’ve been trained to kill since birth.
wow. and how long have you been training to be a prat?
you can’t address me like that.
i saw what you did. it was so brave.
well, i’m glad you walked away. you weren’t going to beat him.
let this serve as a lesson to all.
i pride myself as a fair and just king/queen.
why are you not joining us at the feast?
i just don’t think chopping someone’s head off is cause for a celebration.
you were not around twenty years ago. you have no idea what it was like.
how long are you going to keep punishing people for what happened then?
until they realize there is no room for magic in my kingdom.
with your swordcraft and this shield, i guarantee you’ll win.
when you’re competing in the tournament, you pin your opponent under the shield.
i’m not sure fairness comes into it. you never know, it might be fun.
how come you’re so much better at this than me?
i know pretty much everything there is to know about armor, which is actually kind of sad.
aren’t you forgetting something?
i saw you fighting today. you have a very aggressive style.
i don’t see that there’s anything to be jealous of.
see these two small wounds? looks like a snake bite.
can you heal him/her/them?
i know magic when i see it.
so what i say doesn’t count for anything?
i’m afraid it counts for very little as far as the king/queen is concerned.
i want you to swear to me what you’re telling me is true.
i know i’m just a servant and my word doesn’t count for anything. i wouldn’t lie to you.
do you wish to withdraw from the tournament?
i believed you. i trusted you and you made me look a complete fool.
how can i lead men into battle if they think i’m a coward?
how can you go out there and fight like that?
why does everyone seem to think it’s down to me to do something about it?
you have to show everyone that you were right and they were wrong.
how can it be my destiny to protect someone who hates me.
[optional:name], i wanted you to know your secret’s safe with me.
why do you conceal it from me?
the victims are dying within twenty-four hours and it’s spreading fast.
i don’t know what it said on your invitation but on mine it said ‘celebration’.
i wonder if you’d know what your type was if it was standing right next to you.
why do you want to be a knight so much?
hear my words. whatever it takes, i will make this right.
ever since i was a child, i’ve dreamed of coming here.
my punishment is mine to bear and mine to bear alone.
i wish there was something that i could do.
you can stop blaming yourself.
this is madness. i don’t have magic that powerful. there must be another way.
you don’t sound like a knight. you don’t even look like a knight!
we have two hours to find a way to kill that thing.
i have no time to explain. i need weapons, armor, the best you’ve got.
forgive me, sire. i have come to bid you farewell.
you were prepared to sacrifice your life to save me.
has anyone ever told you you’re a genius?
in life you always have a choice. sometimes it’s easier to think that you don’t.
i cannot stay when there’s no longer a use for me.
you must promise me you will not waste your gifts.
this is becoming a near daily occurrence with you.
so killing things mends a broken heart?
he/she/they hates magic more than he cares for me.
we’re supposed to be hunting. it requires speed, stealth and an agile mind!
there is much written about you that you have yet to read.
for once, you don’t have to worry. i’m going to do nothing.
are you not fond of old crypts?
you began this war when you threw me from the court and slaughtered my kind.
you brought that on yourself with the evil you practiced.
i have watched so many people i love die at your hands, now…it is your turn.
i hate to ask but I was… wondering if you had anything to eat..
i had no idea you were so keen to die for me.
only a madman hears the truth as treason.
well, i know you. and you’re a great warrior. one day you’ll be a great king.
but you must learn to listen as well as you fight.
we haven’t done all the things we’re meant to do!
then maybe next time you’ll think twice about lying to me.
where do you get the idea you can sit around all day and do nothing?
do you think i sit around and do nothing?
i know now who i really am, and it isn’t something to be scared of.
maybe one day people will come to see magic as a force for good.
we don’t always need to speak to communicate.
how can you be so heartless?
i would die for you a thousand times.
you’re a great warrior – the finest this kingdom has ever known.
if i don’t show up it might be because i don’t know where i’m going.
i have lived for over a thousand years. do not believe that you can lie to me.
there must be something i can do, someway to save you.
you’re not on your own anymore. i’m going to look after you, i promise.
do you know how it feels, to be a monster?
i need your help in.. expressing, my feelings.
there is no power on this earth that can know all possible futures.
the future is as yet unshaped, it is we that shape it.
are you really going to face this dragon with me?
do you know how many times i’ve had to save your royal backside?
do you think we should be going after them?
you need to be more in touch with the people.
then, if you’re going to do it, make it quick.
do you think i deserve to be executed because of who i am?
what are you going to do? kill me?
you play it so well you’ve fooled him/her/them but you don’t fool me.
why would you say such a thing?
you know what you need after a hard day’s hunt?
there is evil in your heart.
you had to open your big mouth, didn’t you, [optional:name]?
what do they call you then?
nobility is defined by what you do, and not by who you are.
i’m the one who gives the orders, remember?
you have no idea what it’s like to have a destiny… you can’t escape.
if you really want to know what i think? i think you’re mad. i think you’re all mad.
if you ever feel like being beaten in a horse race, you’ll know where to find me.
you may be a prince/princess, but i don’t always have to do what you tell me to.
you know what your problem is? all talk, and no trousers!
they’ve always been loyal to you.
i don’t understand how anyone would want to hurt their friends.
i don’t condone the use of magic.
they do everything for you but they don’t have any thanks!
you’re…about to be burnt at the stake, we can’t execute you twice.
are you telling me, you let him/her/them run straight past you?
this is what happens when you spend all day in the tavern.
perhaps mucking out my horses will help sober you up.
the only rule is- there are no rules.
is it true that they attack at dawn?
then have no fear. no harm will come to you- i can promise you that.
when i am threatening you, you’ll know about it.
what part of the word “secret” did you not understand?
there is no other person i would rather die for.
your enemies are my enemies.
aren’t you forgetting something- i have magic.
you’re the bravest of them all and he doesn’t even know it.
i swore that one day i would repay you. now is the moment.
i do not belong to this world. there is nothing left for me here, now.
you have torn the veil between the worlds.
my magic is useless against them. i’ve tried. i’ve never felt so powerless.
something deep inside… and when it came for me, i felt this emptiness… i couldn’t breathe.
you know, they say the darkest hour is just before the dawn.
all the things i’ve faced…i’ve never worried about dying.
i always thought, if things had been different, we would have been good friends.
the burden is mine and mine to bear alone.
what is the life of a servant, compared to that of a prince/princess?
will you give yourself to the spirits to save your prince/princess?
you’re telling me you weren’t even a little bit scared?
i’m just saying, you shouldn’t be wandering around the palace.
i know you will make me proud as you always have.
we could bring this noble creature back to life!
then all is lost. we’ll be massacred, every last one of us!
it’ll be a surprise, i love surprises, who doesn’t love a good… surprise?
i know where we’re going. i just can’t tell you, that’s all.
i know your abilities better than anyone. i am eternally grateful.
will it be hot, will it be cold, will it be wet, will it be dry?
oh, maybe something you said gave it away.
you two have got yourselves in a bit of a pickle, haven’t you?
i was wrong. coming here was a great idea.
i can see deep into your heart. it is cold, cold as stone.
this doesn’t have to be like this. we could find another way.
how can you hope to understand?
you don’t know what it’s like to be an outsider!
to be ashamed of how you were born; to hide who you are.
why should i feel any differently about him/her/them?
please, i’m begging you. women and children are dying. the city will fall.
you should leave now while you still can.
i’m going to be at your side - like i always am, protecting you.
she/he/they is the darkness to your light, the hatred to your love.
you have to do what you believe is right.
you should have more faith in yourself.
there’s something more… something you’re not telling me isn’t there.
you know the answer but your not telling me, why?
come on, time an again you put your life on the line. there must be a reason.
i believe in a fair and just land.
i’m so sorry for everything that you’ve been through.
standing here, seeing so many happy faces… it almost seems like a dream.
i can tell you, i have not felt like this in a long time.
i promise you, that in the future i will give you the love and respect you deserve.
you don’t know how much i regret everything that i’ve done!
i have seen the evils in this world.
you were just trying to protect your friends.
let’s just wait and see what tomorrow brings.
well, at least you’ve got your sense of humour back.
a dragon’s heart is on its right side, not its left.
you will need more than words to break this magic.
it takes powerful magic to create this disease, but to maintain it, you need a vessel.
you must eradicate the source of the disease.
you always say the same thing; ‘help me’. however you fail to help others.
you failed to heed my words before.
from this day forward i do not know you. from this day forward, i disown you.
you know what they say, good food takes time to prepare.
why are you so good to me?
you’ve already saved me, you made me feel loved.
this is one of those moments where i tell you something isn’t a good idea and you ignore me, isn’t it?
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Announcement of sort
Ok, this is long overdue at this point given how I have 1300+ followers now, but let me make this clear.
I can’t police minors from reading/viewing my NSFW posts (not that I make many, but I still do make them. I’m an adult.), or sending me asks. However, I can still ask minors to not follow me, or interact with my stuff in general. So please respect that. I had a 16 year old DM me on twitter discussing slashers and just.. no.. I don’t need that nor want that.
Also another overdue thing to mention,
I despise romanticizing irl serial killers. Being interested in their psychology and whatnot is totally fine. But that’s clearly different from actually romanticizing these people who have produced irl victims. It makes me physically ill to even think about it. I’ve seen some cases of serial killer fans also being in slasher fandom and interacting with slasher fans, so if you’re one of them, please just block me. Don’t interact with me. Don’t send me asks trying to debate me on this matter, because I probably won’t care about the arguments you might make. Sorry if I sound aggressive, I just fucking hate the idea so much uwu))) *gags
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panicmixedupscreamboy:
Part of him is relieved that Jakob isn’t judging, yet there’s a part of him that tries to drown himself in guilt.
Julien exhaled through his nose, slow and purposefully before hearing Jakob’s next question. “I wanted to show them I’m not innocent. She fell two stories.” Julien kept his voice neutral, trying to remain as such because he did not want to be emotional.
Well, this was a tough topic. “Your break should be ending soon. Do you want to come visit sometime later?” He doesn’t put any times, other than an ambiguous ‘later’ just because he didn’t want to pressure Jakob into anything. “You should text me, anyway.” Julien smiled a little, giving Jakob a gentle touch to his arm, then he stood up and glanced around like he just realized he’s in a different part of town than he started out in.
“That’s k-kind of a duh-dumb reason,” Jakob comments, and then gently pats Julien’s hand before preemptively turning off his alarm. He stands, grabbing his bag from the ground, and looking down at his app. There was a delivery request, and he accepts it straight away. “B-but you were y-young.”
Jakob smiles at his friend, a brief thing, and secures his helmet back on. “Ssssure, I could d-do that. Tr-try not to get luh-lost again.” It’s a teasing verbal poke, and he hops onto his scooter, heading off to closest Hardee’s for his pickup. Jakob could acknowledge that it was nice to have a friend like Julien, or just any friends at all. Maybe he should let him buy him something soon.
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jakobhowiloved:
“Why?” Jakob asked without missing a beat, no judgement or surprise to his tone as he just stared in the direction the cruiser had gone. It just sounded like he was curious if anything else.
“H-how far did she ..fffall?” He glanced back at his phone. Little less than two minutes left, and it was back to grabbing burgers for people. He really hoped no one complained or reported about the scooter. He’d used the information of Julien’s car to apply for the job. It said something either to his skills or the lack of care at the company that his fake driver’s license had held up so far.
Part of him is relieved that Jakob isn’t judging, yet there’s a part of him that tries to drown himself in guilt.
Julien exhaled through his nose, slow and purposefully before hearing Jakob’s next question. “I wanted to show them I’m not innocent. She fell two stories.” Julien kept his voice neutral, trying to remain as such because he did not want to be emotional.
Well, this was a tough topic. “Your break should be ending soon. Do you want to come visit sometime later?” He doesn’t put any times, other than an ambiguous ‘later’ just because he didn’t want to pressure Jakob into anything. “You should text me, anyway.” Julien smiled a little, giving Jakob a gentle touch to his arm, then he stood up and glanced around like he just realized he’s in a different part of town than he started out in.
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Postcolonial Love Poem, ‘Wolf OR-7′ by Natalie Diaz
[ID: I confuse instinct for desire - isn’t bite also touch?]
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Hey bud, you okay? I heard Achilles Come Down by Gang of Youths being blasted from your bedroom earlier.
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