“   DO   YOU   BELIEVE   IN   GOD   ?   ”

you   asked   me   if   i   believed   in   god,   and   you   put   a   gun   to   my   head   .   i   said   yes   . it   wasn’t   even   true   ,   and   i   said   yes   …   and   then   you                       pulled   the   trigger   .

asdfghjkl.   i   got   the   job   i   applied   for.   i’m   SCREAMING.   while   this   definitely   probably   means   a   dip   in   activity   as   i   adjust   to   my   new   schedule   /   get   my   ducks   in   a   row,   i’ll   still   be   around!   i   already   love   mrs.   adler   too   much.   but   if   you’d   like   my   disco.   as   a   better   way   to   plot   /   talk   /   etc.   with   me,   feel   free   to   ask   for   it,   as   long   as   we’re   mutuals. 

Billie Lourd as Mallory in American Horror Story: Apocalypse | 8x10

me   @   o8   blogs:   pls   accept   emily   into   your   ranks.   thx.

Don’t say you’re sorry.

I’m not!

so,   i’m   adding   emily   nelson   /   hope   mclanden   from   a   s*mple   favor   to   this   blog   as   a   guest   muse.   i’m   not   even   sorry   about   it.

“   LIKE   I   TOLD   YOU,   my   husband   and   i   shared   all   the   work.   i   wasn’t   some   little   wife   with   a   flower   in   her   hair   baking   cherry   pies   all   day.   ”

…and she evidenced something most e x t r a o r d i n a r y .

“Speaking out about mental health is the most important thing, It helps so many other people if you’re honest about it; I get so many comments from people saying she saved their lives. I really hope to be able to do the same thing, to be able to speak out about bipolar disorder and opiate addiction and all the things I observed as a child. The stigma surrounding it is awful. I’m trying to find projects to do that are about that.” Billie Lourd photographed for J Brand jeans by Tasya Van Ree (December 2018).

❛ I got a solid eight minutes, not consecutively, but still. ❜ / fiona for myrtle?

                    “   ----   of   COITUS,   i presume?   ”   the confession is like   MUSIC   to her ears and brings about a   PLEASANT,   TINGLING   sensation rivaled only by that of the eerie,   celestial notes that her theremin produces.   the grin that tugs fervently at the corners of her lips is one she doesn’t bother to hide.   the   ‘   SUPREME   ’   before her deserves no such courtesy.   “   now tell me,   my dear,   was that with your   first   or   second   husband?   one can never be quite sure;   you go through them   so   quickly.   ”   ||   @velvetipped   ||   MEME

❛ I’m done. ❜ - To Mallory from Cordelia

                    “   please,   don’t   SAY   that,   miss cordelia.   ”   she’s not above begging,   desperation forcing hot,   stinging tears to well along her lash line.   “   i don’t want to be the   SUPREME   ----   ”   words echo so similarly to another’s from the not-too-distant past,   though she cannot possibly realize it.   “   ----   not if it means losing you.   ”   her hands seek out the older witch’s,   fingers lacing together tightly.   “   there has to be   something   we can do.   we still need you.   i   still need you.   ”   ||   @offantasiesandfear   ||   MEME

❛ Okay, but, um what the hell is this? ❜

                    cupped   DELICATELY   between ringed fingers,   she holds a warbling starling.   where silence had reigned only moments before,   its song fills its cheeks and chest and all of the other hollow spaces left behind.   “   VITALUM   VITALUS,   ”   she answers,   the soft petals of her lips curling into a lopsided grin as the little bird ruffles its feathers against her palms.   “   it’s a witch thing.   ”   the words fall from her with an air of nonchalance that belittles the   POWER   that she holds,   as   DARK   and   DIVINE   as it is   BEAUTIFUL.   “   this little guy must’ve hit the window.   ”   she lifts the creature to breathe one last breath of life into it before extending her arms out into the cool midday air and opening her hands,   offering him his freedom.   “   i couldn’t just leave him there.   ”   she watches him stretch his wings before taking flight and disappearing into the treeline,   feeling envious only for the briefest of moments.   “   it wasn’t his time.   ”   ||   @ettusoror   ||   MEME

          you are nothing but a  wolf  in  sheep’s  clothing           always pretending to be something you’re not :

                                                                                              SOMETHING GOOD                                                                                               SOMETHING PURE

"i got a solid eight minutes. not consecutively, but still." [for ms. myrtle!]

                    “   you worry far too much,   little bird.   ”   gloved fingers,   still nimble despite their age,   weave through the air,   controlling the pitch of the whimsical instrument beneath.   “   there is only so much one witch can do.   que será,   será,   as they say.   it is out of your hands now,   my darling.   ”   she looks up for the briefest of moments,   long enough to notice heavy circles beneath tired eyes and   CLUCKS   her tongue in response.   “   relax,   cordelia.   listen closely to the celestial tones.   let them soothe your tempestuous soul and lull you to sleep.   ”   ||   @perpetuumclausus   ||   MEME