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     lovely thing spread over tombstones, heavy open mouth panting moans & sinful lovely things. you’d think her the victim, sweet & soft in her way —- but notice the red in her smile, the ardence in her grip. she has spun her pretty web & you are stuck, stuck, stuck !! 

                                                      NICE FANGS, BABY GIRL !!!

#[ find baby here ! :') ]

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     reminder that baby has moved ! you may now find her at @spitsugcr

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     reminder that baby has moved ! you may now find her at @spitsugcr

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      👀 👀

#⁽ *ᵃʳᶤᶰ ʰᵃᶰˢᵒᶰ ᵛᵒᶤᶜᵉ* ᵃʰ ˢʰᶤᵗ ᵈᵘᵈᵉ ⁾ : OOC. #[ or i could stay up and work on moving blogs yeaaahhh ] #[ how long have i had this one ? a month ?? lmao probs ] #[ go d ]

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legacydecay replied to your post :     righto im goin to bed. i think im gonna move...

can i follow u eel bb

ur my babe of course u can u silly lil butt

#legacydecay #[ my dash would never be complete without you holy fuCk ] #[ smushes ur cheeks ;U; ] #[ ilysm ] #⁽ *ᵃʳᶤᶰ ʰᵃᶰˢᵒᶰ ᵛᵒᶤᶜᵉ* ᵃʰ ˢʰᶤᵗ ᵈᵘᵈᵉ ⁾ : OOC.

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     righto im goin to bed. i think im gonna move blogs tomorrow so !

#⁽ *ᵃʳᶤᶰ ʰᵃᶰˢᵒᶰ ᵛᵒᶤᶜᵉ* ᵃʰ ˢʰᶤᵗ ᵈᵘᵈᵉ ⁾ : OOC. #[ i need to rework baby ] #[ and i need to be more restrictive with who i follow bc im not ] #[ feelin super comfortable ] #[ so if i dont fo ll ow u..please don't take it personally im just weird & need to clean the air a bit ]

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#⁽ ˢᵖᶤᵗ & ᶜᵃˡˡ ᶤᵗ ʰᵉᵃᵛᵉᶰ ⁾ : CARNAL. #nsfw #[ s we ATS !!! ]

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swinecrown.

Colour him intrigued ; a wry smirk curled on the corners of his mouth as he approaches. A dark shadow crawling through the alley, he stops by her side. He regards her for a moment, quiet, stoic. Nero kneels down, a quick movement and tilts his head. Crimson stains her skin, a need to reach out and clean her tingles in his tongue, he offers her a smile.                                       “ What’s your name, darling ? ”

     a look betwixt the stranger & the mutilated tragedy at her feet ( worry ebbs that he’ll tattle on her ) before she answers, carefully.  ‘ .....baby. ’ speaks as if addressing her superior, her teacher, after being caught in the toilets having a SMOKE --- still her eyes are bright & something fierce in the yellow glare of the street light. feral, with gore-stuck darkened strands & teeth too sharp to not be worrisome. ‘ ---- don��t...don’t run.. ’ it’s all she can think to say, gentle & pleading, as if she would hesitate to rip out his throat upon the first sign of fleeing. this little girl no longer likes playing such games.

#swinecrown #[ sc ream s gEntly ]

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     star es into the sun. i’m so unhappy with my writing & i always have been with baby like....i love her but i feel like she’s a copy ??? or just an amalgamation of shit i’ve liked before. & i don’t feel like i know her. like i don't know how she would react in certain situations and everything feels forced & i’m just. SO UNHAPPY with her as a character. smth wrong happened along the way idk but i’ve never felt a muse was so off the mark as baby is & she’s my own fucking character like ?? h ow ??? does that even work god idk.

#⁽ *ᵃʳᶤᶰ ʰᵃᶰˢᵒᶰ ᵛᵒᶤᶜᵉ* ᵃʰ ˢʰᶤᵗ ᵈᵘᵈᵉ ⁾ : OOC. #[ th is is not a new anxiety btw this is shit i've been feeling for months now bu t ughgng ] #[ like i want to change her opinions & feelings on certain things but ??? ] #[ would that be stupid to just change them out of nowhere ??? ] #[ bc i don't feel like she's the baby i've hoped for like go D ] #[ ughgnf gn gn g ]

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#⁽ ˢʰᵉ ᵗᵃˢᵗᵉˢ ᵒᶠ ˡᶤᵍʰᵗᶰᶤᶰᵍ ⁻⁻⁻ ᵒᶠ ʰᵒᶰᵉʸ ᵈᶤᵖᵖᵉᵈ ᵒʳᶜʰᶤᵈˢ & ᶰᵒᵛᵒᶜᵃᶤᶰᵉ ⁾ : ISMS. #nsfw text

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     baby has a habit of coming home painted like a horror show, sticky & disgusting --- & there are times, when high off the blood, that she won’t even realize it. if she returns home to a partner she may attempt to crawl into their lap, or get close with them to sleep. apologies to those affected in advance.

#⁽ ᶤᵗ'ˢ ᵇᵉᵗᵗᵉʳ ᵗᵒ ᶠᵒʳᵍᵉᵗ ᶤᵗ ᵃˡˡ ⁾ : HEADCANON. #[ how many times has she been STRAIGHT PUNCHED because she's been mistaken for smth outta the grudge or some shit ] #[ i mean technically she is a monster ] #[ so i suppose they're doing the right thing anyway b ut ]

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     since her teens baby has been very sexually active, finding in it a certain comfort beyond the OBVIOUS fun of fucking around. besides lending itself as an escape, she gets the attention she needs ( body worship when she’s most lucky ) -- though it comes with a certain price. baby has a habit of getting attached very quickly & if she isn’t careful -- sometimes even when she is -- she can find herself stuck with sentimental feelings.

     when hooking up with relative strangers she tries to get & go, before she finds reason to stick around.  

#⁽ ᶤᵗ'ˢ ᵇᵉᵗᵗᵉʳ ᵗᵒ ᶠᵒʳᵍᵉᵗ ᶤᵗ ᵃˡˡ ⁾ : HEADCANON.

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#⁽ ˢʰᵉ ᵗᵃˢᵗᵉˢ ᵒᶠ ˡᶤᵍʰᵗᶰᶤᶰᵍ ⁻⁻⁻ ᵒᶠ ʰᵒᶰᵉʸ ᵈᶤᵖᵖᵉᵈ ᵒʳᶜʰᶤᵈˢ & ᶰᵒᵛᵒᶜᵃᶤᶰᵉ ⁾ : ISMS. #[ :( but she's going to pretend deep down that u do love her ] #[ si gh s ]

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#⁽ ᶰᵒˢᵗᵃˡᵍᶤᶜ & ʰᵃᵘᶰᵗᶤᶰᵍ ⁻⁻ ʳᵉᵛᵉʳᵇᵉʳᵃᵗᶤᶰᵍ ᵒᶠᶠ ᵈᶤᶰᵍʸ ᵇᵃᵗʰʳᵒᵒᵐ ˢᵗᵃˡˡˢ ⁾ : MUSIC.

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#⁽ *ᵃʳᶤᶰ ʰᵃᶰˢᵒᶰ ᵛᵒᶤᶜᵉ* ᵃʰ ˢʰᶤᵗ ᵈᵘᵈᵉ ⁾ : OOC. #[ *sounds of me clicking away @ the computer* ] #[ *sounds of cat running into room -- jumping onto the bed directly in front of my face* ] #[ *sounds of an eel screaming* ] #[ anyway that's a regular day in the eelington household ]

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     baby : purposely booty wiggles while spooning till u get that bone

     baby : always, always, has to sit on the lap when u get home

     baby : needs fingers in her mouth 24/7

     baby : moans a lot ??? for no reason ?? also whimpers & purrs

#[ :')))))))) ] #[ never Forget ] #nsfw text

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❝ i made a mistake, why do ya insist on remindin' me ? ❞ from jude (^:

                      random starts.               @discourd

     the truth of it is she hadn’t meant to. she’d wanted to let it go ( like a normal person ), let it drop & RESUME their friendship as if nothing happened — but big girls with little girl feelings struggle here, to unclutch their desperate claws & separate from what they want. she’s still trying, trying, even as the words slip out, nearly unnoticed amongst small talk & her awkward rambling ( so uncharacteristic for baby mae ). god help her his lap seems a perfect seat, even now. it’s wrong, she feels it, wrong as anything she could want – above killing, maybe. she’s not a homewrecker she’s not. it’s what ruined her childhood. yet she craves & she craves him — with her weak knees & spilling wet warmth. she hates this. 

          ‘ ……sorry……..sorry. ’ a glossy, doe-eyed stare is all she offers before lowering her head, digs her nails into her palm. she can smell his skin & she’s going to be sick.  

#Anonymous #discourd #[ j f c baby go away ]