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griefmade · 6 years
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do  i  miss  my  daughter ,   vida  carolina  oliveira ???   every  fucking  minute  of  every  fuckn day .
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*  SHE    IS    NOT    THE    KIND    OF    GIRL   you    are    meant    to    love    ;    wild     &     vicious                her     hands     wet     with     blood  .      //      independent   ,      selective    &    private    book  -  based    rose    hathaway    of    richelle    mead’s    vampire    academy    series     ,       written    by    vee . 
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*    YOU’VE   BEEN      /      kissed   by   the   shadows  .     you’ve   crossed   into   d e a t h  ,   into    the   other   side ,   and   RETURNED  .     do   you   think   something   like   that   doesn’t   leave   a   mark   on   the   soul   ??     you   have   a   greater   sense   of   life   &   the   world  ,    even   if   you   don’t   realize   it  .     you   should   have   stayed   dead  .    vasilisa   brushed   death   to   bring   you   back   and   B O U N D   you   to   her   forever  .     you   were   actually   in   its   embrace  ,    and   some   part   of   you   will   /  ALWAYS  /  remember   that  ,     always   f i g h t i n g    to   cling   to   life   and   experience   all   it   has  .     that’s   why   you’re   so   reckless   in   the   things   you   do  .     you   don’t   hold   back   your   feelings  ,     your   passion  ,     your   ANGER  .     it   makes   you   remarkable  .     it   makes   you  dangerous  .
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overdueasteroid:
“we got framed for a crime we didn’t commit so now we’re on the run and having to kill and steal to survive and avoid arrest and now we really are dangerous criminals” au
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griefmade · 7 years
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murderer: (via text) im going to kill you
me: (a week later) omg im so sorry... i saw this when i was in the middle of doing something else and then just completely forgot about it
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Hozier // Arsonist’s Lullaby
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griefmade · 7 years
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❛  get  to  know  abc's :  mun  edition .
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a .  age :   [ blink  182  voice ] :  nobody  likes  you  when  ur  twenty - three . b .  birthplace :  carlisle ,  england . c .  current  time :  13 : 30 . d .  drink  you  had  last :  some  pear  flavoured  bubble  drink .   pear  drinks  own  my  entire  ass . e .  easiest  person(s)  to  talk  to :   my  lil  angel  boo  starshine  cami  ( @splinteredsouls ) ,  my  wifey  &  other  half  kat  ( @hesolved ) ,  mi amor  &  actual  babe  chloe  ( @art-emismoon ) . f .  favorite  song(s) :   ummmm ?????  how  thE  fuck ?   i  can’t  ever  choose . h .  horror  yes  or  horror  no :   horror  /  scary  movies  are  my  fave  so  yes . i .  in  love ? :   lmao  nah . j .  jealous  of  people :  yikes , sometimes . . .  tbh  who  isn’t ?? k .  killed  someone :   i  slay  everyday ,  bitch . l .  love  at  first  sight  or  should  i  walk  by  again ? :  you  gotta  take  a  couple  of  laps . m .  middle  name :  natasha . n .  number  of  siblings :   two  older  bros  whomst  i  love  &  miss  wit  all  mi  heart . o .  one  wish :   to  get  through  this  year  without  losing  my  mind .  or  sense  of  self  tbh . q .  question  you’re  always  asked :  [ valley girl voice ] :  ‘ so  where  are  you  like . .   from ?? ’   because  my  ethnically  ambiguous  ass  is  too  ethnically  ambiguous . r .  reason(s)  to  smile :   random  little  mornin’  or  encouragment  texts  from  my  faves ,    when  my  dog  walks  into  the  room  and  lays  down  next  to  me  and  lets  me  love  her  without  having  to  beg ,   getting  to  leave  work  early ,   going  to  bed  on  crisp  &  clean  sheets  after  a  nice  long  hot  shower ,   the  smell  of  my  mum’s  cooking  /  my  mums  cooking ,   my  niece  and  nephew  and  the  way  they  call  me  ‘ lala ’  beause  they  can’t  say  ‘ hala ’  ( which  is  the  turkish  word  for  auntie )  sdfgshdjfkg  theres  literally .  so .  many .   things  !! s .  song  you  sang  last :  if  i’m  lucky  by  jason  derulo .  t .  top  3  fictional  characters :   obvs  i’m  The  Worst™  at  making  choices  ( idk  if  you  noticed  lmao ) .   but  i’ll  go  with  my  daughter  barbara  gordon ( dc ) ,   my  son  mike  munroe  ( until  dawn )  &  the  ultimate  babe  mazikeen  smith  ( dc  /  lucifer ) . u .  underwear  &  color :  lacey ,  white . v .  vacation :   next  vacation  is  going  back  home  to  amsterdam  in  feb ,   most  fun  vacation  was  probably  roadtrippin’  to  sweden  for  christmas  &  new  years . w .  when’s  your  birthday :   august  2nd . x .  x - rays :   a  lot  of  them .   buuut   i’ve  never  broken  a  bone !!   touch wood . y .  your  favorite  food :   chinese  sweet  &  sour  chicken  with  egg  noodles .   or  or   theres  this  super  turkish - cypriot  thing  called  ‘ bulgur  kofte ’  ( which  is  like  a  couscous  ball  filled  with  minced  meat )  and  it’s  literally  too  good  for  words .   i  mean  it’s  not  my  ultimate  fave  but  i  just  had  some  and  now  i  can’t  think  of  anything  else  lmao  so  have  this .    z .  zodiac  sign :  leo . 
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hotboxed:
give me a plot where   muse a   and   muse b   are broken up and they’re both taking it   REALLY   hard. but instead of doing   post-relationship   threads we can do   F L A S H B A C K   paras   !!   big fights leading up to the split, the first time they slept together, the   last   time they slept together, little disagreements that lead up to   HUGE   disagreements that go down in public, cute trips that they took to the city, visits with the future in-laws, big events where future plans were made   (   plans that evidently fell through   ),   the day they met, their first kiss, all that good shit okay just give it to me but make it   h e a r t b r e a k i n g   because we’ll know it doesn’t work out at the end. something kind of like   eternal sunshine   except no memory-wiping or whatever .
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griefmade · 7 years
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roses  or  lavender ?   vanilla  or  chocolate ?   lightning  storms  or  lights  glowing  in  the  fog ?   blushing  cheeks  or  batting  eyelashes ?   lipstick  or  lip  gloss ?   neon  signs  or  canvas  paintings ?  soft  winter  mornings  or  flickering  summer  nights ?   velvet  or  lace ?
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griefmade · 7 years
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♡  :  //  CHASKE ROSE-BEAR .
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     ‘  has anyone ever told you that you’re distracting? by that i mean, that mouth of yours needs to keep shut during work in progress.    ’
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dark  lashes  beat  and  honeyed  eyes  narrow  into  slits .   vex  expletives  linger  on  the  tip  of  her  tongue ,  but  her  better  judgement  bites  them  back .    she  didn’t  come  to  fight . . .    no ,   she’s  here  for  answers  &  she’ll  be  damned  if  she  leaves  without  any .     ❛   ━━   listen  here  big  guy ,    if  you  think  this  is  bad ,   you  don’t  wanna  see  how  much  worse  it  can  get .  ❜     situations  like  these  somehow  always  tend  to  end  in  threats .   but in her defence ,   she  has  no  backup ,  no  cute  little  badge  to  flash  in  order  to  gain  a  little  cooperation ,  nothing . . . .   so  hey ,  if  asking  nicely  doesn’t  work  ;    this  is  her  only  alternative . 
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beesbian:
tbh . . .    women  dont  exist  to  heal  men .
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♡  :  //  EDEN CARTER .
the judgement from vida was to be expected. eden got so consumed by projects she was working on that her surroundings often ceased to matter. normally she would have all of her windows thrown open but the rain of the afternoon had scuppered that plan. you couldn’t have as much technical equipment as eden and allow it to be rained on. unfortunately the old - and gloriously cheap - apartment building had a permanent bad smell that no amount of airing would get rid of. “you’re so melodramatic,” eden sighed as she opened the windows with an alarming creak that no amount of oil on the hinges would fix. this place would probably be declared derelict if anyone bothered to check on it. as far as eden was concerned there was never any point renting somewhere nice. she’d move on from places soon enough anyway. “they’re on the table. already printed and filed,” she said, nodding her head in the mentioned direction and heading to the kitchenette for fresh coffee. “some fucked up shit in those ones though. i guess that’s probably why you had me check them though, right?”
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PROFILE  CANTS  at  a  slight  angle  as  hands  raise  to  brush  dark  tendrils  behind  pierced  ears .   an  offended  scoff  bubbles  at  the  back  of  her  throat .   vida ?   melodramatic ??   probably . . .    but  how  dare  she  call  her  out  like  this .   eden  probably  moves  around  more  than   anyone  she  has  ever  known ,   always  into  places  that  could  double  as   crack  den    and  never  for  too  long .   it  does’t  need  a  private  detective  to  understand  why .    ❛   uhh . .   remind  me  again  why  you  live  here  ?   ❜   the  comment  comes  out  in  the  form  of  a  question  but  she  isn’t  expecting  an  answer .   as  soon  as  mention  of  her  files  left  the  brunette’s  lips ,   vida  is  by  their  side .   eden’s  brief  summary  evoking  a  sigh  from  the  girl  as  her  hopes  for  an  easy  case  went  straight  out  the  window  they’d  opened  a  minute   ago .   some  fucked  up  shit .   intoxicated  hues  scan  the  pages  as  her  head  nods  softly .   you  could  say  that  again .   ❛   turns  out  this  piece  of  shit  moonlights  as  a  hitman  you  can  hire  off  the  dark  web .   as  opposed  to  his  usual  job  which  is . . .   ━━  ❜   a  single  digit  trace  the  lines  of  text ,   looking  for  the  information   ❛  children's  entertainer ,   JESUS - fucking - christ . . .   ❜   brows  furrow  and  irises  lift  as  a  look  of  disgust  hangs  on  soft  features .   perfect . 
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griefmade · 7 years
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look  at  my  daughter . . .   look  at  her .
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honestly  i  should  be  setting  up  a  verses  page  and  getting  started  on  replies  but  here  i  am . . .  redoing  my  icons  /  psd  for  the  billionth  time .  
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cherrybugspray:
do  i  have  writers  block  or  did  i  never  have  any  talent  and  just  accidentally  wrote  something  good  that  one  time ??
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