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#𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 ✧.* taste the violence #q

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#𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 ✧.* taste the violence #q

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#𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 ✧.* taste the violence #q

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god bless

#𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 ✧.* taste the violence #q

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AVAN JOGIA Cha Da Cup With KayRay

#𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄 ✧.* they’re god tonight #q

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i dont want wholesome nonbinary characters give that motherfucker a gun

#𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 ✧.* taste the violence #q

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#𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 ✧.* taste the violence #q

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“One thing I have learned about running away is that once you start there’s no end to it.”

— Catherynne M. Valente, from Six Gun Snow White

#𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 ✧.* taste the violence #q

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tumblrinacoded

#𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 ✧.* taste the violence #q

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― Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

#𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 ✧.* taste the violence #q

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#𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 ✧.* taste the violence #q

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Just kidding. VERONICA MARS, 2.17

#𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 ✧.* taste the violence #q

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ofghosts·:

status: open location/time: whatever suits your muse

She was trying to get out of her personal bubble, and that meant going out and doing something, anything. Minna didn’t spend a lot of time around the island, usually in her home unless she went out to paint landscapes, but even then there wasn’t many people around. Today was different. Today, she had a goal in mind. The plan was to meet somebody and do something new.

“Excuse me,” she said as she finally spoke up. “Do you mind if I join you?”

     a grin was painted across their features. “ absolutely not. go ahead, ” they invite her to take the seat next to theirs at the bar. the night was beginning to look like a drag, and he was hoping that this new person next to them would provide some sort of entertainment. even if it was one-sided. “ i don’t think we’ve met, have we ? arsyn. ”

#𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐀 ✧.* HECATE #𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐒 ✧.* glaze and glitch in your eyes

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sirenfather·:

                  𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗 ›› 𝚌𝚎𝚍𝚊𝚛 & 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚎, 𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚢 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐                            (around 7am-ish, after sunrise)

the business had only been open half an hour when zahid came to the cafe after a BREAK OF DAWN surf with rue, who was now off down at the agora market grounds setting up her stall  —- they’d showered off at the beach showers and left his wetsuit and board down at the lifeguard stand, and now took a seat at an outdoor table; “can i get scrambled eggs, bacon and some toast on the side? —uh, yeah, and a fruit salad bowl, and a double-shot latte with almond milk,” and then smiled, a LITTLE awkwardly (wasn’t he always awkward?), “i’m gonna step out for a second, i’ll be right back,” he informed his server, so they didn’t NOT bring his food —- and then went out onto the sidewalk and lit a cigarette, offering a smile to a familiar passerby, words muffled around the butt of the cigarette —  “g’mornin’…”

      it wasn’t like arsyn to be up this early to grab some breakfast at cedar & stone.. and they weren’t about to start today. they still haven’t gone home yet from the night before, spending some of it at olympus, and the other half cruising around the island with the group of people they just met — as always, encouraging them to act in strife with them all night long. but of course, arsyn had left them behind when things got too boring, leaving them to deal with the regrets of the morning on their own. meanwhile, the eyeliner they had worn from the night was now a little smudged, sure by this point there was a mixture of the smell of weed and alcohol following close behind them. “ got one to spare ? ” they ask zahid, not usually a smoker, but always craving one after a night out like this one. 

#𝐙𝐀𝐇𝐈𝐃 ✧.* ACHELOUS #𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐒 ✧.* glaze and glitch in your eyes #cw: drug & alcohol mention

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#𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 ✧.* taste the violence #cw: nsfw #q

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#𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄 ✧.* they’re god tonight #q

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that sounded accurate. gabe didn’t have the highest tolerance of alcohol, probably due to the fact that they’ve cut down massively since training for boxing. however, they did leave a little wiggle room for nights like this, an excuse to let their hair down. usually it was alex convincing them to get out and do something stupid, but with everything going on, it was probably best gabe saved those nights for someone else – like arysn. “gabe.” he smiles, introducing himself. “and you’d be surprised, i’ve been known to…sometimes take home a complete and total stranger.” mostly false, gabe rarely ever let themselves get intimate with anyone who they weren’t completely comfortable with. 

      “ oh wow, how wild of you. ” arsyn says sarcastically, tilting their head to the side with a small grin as they look them up and down. “ well, on the way over i want you to think of things you’ve never done before and we’ll get to work. does that sound good, gale ? ” they ask, finally getting up and making their way towards the door, looking back once. “ you got a car or are we getting creative ? ” by getting creative, arsyn mostly meant hot-wiring and stealing one.

#𝐆𝐀𝐁𝐄 ✧.* SELENE #𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐒 ✧.* glaze and glitch in your eyes