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working at sephora in christmas time is hard man

#( ooc ) the mun.

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THE 1975 - OH CAROLINE VEVO OFFICIAL LIVE PERFORMANCE

#ᵛᶤᶜᵒᵈᶤᶰ ʰᶤˢ ᵛᶤᶜᵉ ʰᶤˢ ʳᵉᵃˡ ᵃᶰᵈ ᵒᶰˡʸ ˡᵒᵛᵉʳ –– APOLLO DEO

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#ᵛᶤᶜᵒᵈᶤᶰ ʰᶤˢ ᵛᶤᶜᵉ ʰᶤˢ ʳᵉᵃˡ ᵃᶰᵈ ᵒᶰˡʸ ˡᵒᵛᵉʳ –– APOLLO DEO

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Hope you guessed my name … 

                 indie highly selective antichrist rockstar oc 

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finding an apartment in la is proving harder than i would have ever thought.

#ʷʰᵃᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᶠᵘᶜᵏ ˡᵉˣ ˀˀˀ –– OOC

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Hope you guessed my name . . . 

                 indie highly selective antichrist rockstar oc 

#ᵛᶤᶜᵒᵈᶤᶰ ʰᶤˢ ᵛᶤᶜᵉ ʰᶤˢ ʳᵉᵃˡ ᵃᶰᵈ ᵒᶰˡʸ ˡᵒᵛᵉʳ –– APOLLO DEO #american satan rp #Paradise City RP #indie rp #devil rp

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SENTENCE STARTERS FROM PALAYE ROYALE’S ALBUM FEVER DREAM:

(  i will update as songs / the album is released  )

tw for drug abuse mention, abuse mention, suicidal thoughts

PUNCHING BAG:

“go on, make my day.”

“go get high on my mistakes.”

“give me more complaints.”

“you’re real i’m just a fake.”

“i’m so glad i can be your punching bag.”

“bought me and they sold me.”

“no i’m all used up.”

“i can do whatever you want.”

“go ahead and slap me, if it makes you happy.”

“use and abuse me till i’m gone.”

“if you want me, come and take me.”

“because i love the way you hate me.”

“you bled me dry.”

“my soul has died.”

“you built me up to fall.”

“someone save me because i feel like i’m fucking dying.”

NO LOVE IN LA:

“lookin’ at her nose but the shit don’t blow right.”

“you can change your face but the pain won’t go away.”

“addicted to the fame, but the fame is momentarily reality.”

“the creeps are crawling up to the doorways.”

“they’re dying to find out what’s inside.”

“the creepy are always posting their photos to show off what they’re lacking inside.”

“there is no such thing as love in la.”

“plastic people don’t got nothin to say.”

“they’re judging me.”

“i’m judging you.”

“we ain’t got nothing else to do.”

“livin on melrose, in motel rooms.”

“up all night drinkin’.”

“and the demon’s comin till i see shit.”

“on a private jet but you can’t afford your rent.”

“gettin high with fake friends cuz that’s all you got.”

“i’m late for my own premiere.”

“maybe i should leave, my dear.”

“i don’t feel a thing out here.”

“it seems to me that the demons of the city want to keep me here.”

PARANOID:

“all the things that i once feared.”

“all the friends i thought i knew.”

“all the people i outgrew.”

“all the nights i wasted tears.”

“all the disappearing years.”

“for a while i was in denial.”

“my mother’s least favorite child.”

“all these fucking voices in my head.”

“tell me i’m not good enough for them.”

“they just leave me paranoid.”

“got me feelin insecure again.”

“every stupid word i said.”

“every night i toss and turn.“

“am i ever gonna learn?”

“everyone should quiet down.”

“i just wanna tune you out.”

“i can’t escape my thoughts, are they real or dreams?”

“sirens in my head.”

“paranoia screams.”

“i don’t feel alone.”

“are they watching me?”

“are you watching me?”

“i don’t know if i can survive.”

#palaye :))))) #ᶤ'ᵛᵉ ᵍᵒᵗ ᶰᵒ ᵗᶤᵐᵉ ᶠᵒʳ ᶠᵉᵉˡᶤᶰᵍ ˢᵒʳʳʸ –– ASK MEMES

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❛  they’re  going  to  catch  us -  ❜ ( i had to. )

𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑬𝑵𝑶𝑹𝑴𝑰𝑻𝒀 𝑶𝑭 𝑴𝒀 𝑫𝑬𝑺𝑰𝑹𝑬 .

... accepting

and maybe they were? apollo wasn't scared of anyone walking in on his with a beautiful girl? he had been caught in the act by his band and many more hundreds of times. but there was something so much more fun with magda. maybe it was the way she moaned for him? the way she looked sitting up in the dressing room counter with her skirt hiked up to her waist and her knees parted just perfect for him to get between, it didn't matter how he was taking her. magda was always the most stunning fuck he's ever had. he wanted people to see. so he pushes her thighs that had begun to close due to his teasing hard and smiles up at her from between her thighs.

"you better scream my name so they knew not to come in then?" before moving back in to trace his tongue up the inner part of her flawless thighs, stopping just shy of actually granting her the attention she deserves. "tell me what you want me to do, baby? i need your help to get ideas?"

#nsfw #ᵗʰᶤˢ ʷᵃˢ ʲᵘˢᵗ ᵃ ˢᵃᵈ ᶤᶰᵛᵉᶰᵗᶤᵒᶰ –– answers #devilsympcthy

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❛ whatever you do. you’re still my family. ❜ ( gretchen c: )

&. 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐨 𝐱 𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.

. . . accepting

"why do i find that so hard to believe." he sounded like an ass, and he admits to that. but his question was pure. he didn't believe her. not even in the slightest. he had a big sister, had a family. but he gave that up for a life of drugs and music. what would he do to gretchen? and what would be the final straw before she left too. "you shouldn't be so sure, gretch. if you give me enough rope i'll have to hang myself."

#ᵗʰᶤˢ ʷᵃˢ ʲᵘˢᵗ ᵃ ˢᵃᵈ ᶤᶰᵛᵉᶰᵗᶤᵒᶰ –– answers #devilsympcthy

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𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑬𝑵𝑶𝑹𝑴𝑰𝑻𝒀 𝑶𝑭 𝑴𝒀 𝑫𝑬𝑺𝑰𝑹𝑬 .    (   a  series  of  nsfw  prompts ,  separated  by  quotes   &   acts .   ‘ my ’  muse  belongs  to  the  one  who  posted  the  meme .  send   “ + REVERSE ”   to  reverse  the  prompts  )

       →  WORDS .

❛  i’m  sorry ,  you  don’t  enjoy  being  teased ? .  ❜ ❛  you  know  what  i’m  waiting  for .  ❜ ❛  keep  your  hands  where  they  are .  ❜ ❛  i want you to ride  [ me / my fingers ] .  ❜ ❛  you  make  the  prettiest  sounds .  ❜ ❛  say  please .  ❜ ❛  i  want  to  make  this  last .  ❜ ❛  look  at  me .  ❜ ❛  i’m  yours ,  only  yours -  ❜ ❛  yeah ,  just like that -  ❜ ❛  i’ve  barely  even  started .  ❜ ❛  i  need  you .  ❜ ❛  god ,  shut  up  and  fuck  me  already !  ❜ ❛  god ,  yes ,  [ name ] ,  don’t  stop .  ❜ ❛  you  have  no  idea  how  long  i’ve  wanted  to  do  this .  ❜ ❛  who  gets  to  touch  you  like  this ?  ❜ ❛  come  for  me .  ❜ ❛  ah ,  ah -  don’t  touch .  ❜ ❛  brace  your  hands  on  the  wall .  ❜ ❛  could  you  come  like  this ?  ❜ ❛  please ,  let  me  come -  ❜ ❛  god ,  you’re  beautiful -  ❜ ❛  i’ve  been  waiting  for  this  all  night .  ❜ ❛  you’re  such  a  tease .  ❜ ❛  take  these  off .  ❜ ❛  i  want  to  feel  your  [ mouth / fingers ] .  ❜ ❛  do  you  have  any  idea  how  good  you  taste ?  ❜ ❛  tell  me  what  you  want .  ❜ ❛  we  shouldn’t -  ah ,  we shouldn’t be doing this .  ❜ ❛  faster ,  [ name ] ,  i  need  more .  ❜ ❛  is  this  good ?  ❜ ❛  keep  your  eyes  open .  ❜ ❛  i  can’t  wait  to  find  out  what  else  you  can  do .  ❜ ❛  you  don’t  have  to  be  so  gentle .  ❜ ❛  i  want  to  hear  you  beg .  ❜ ❛  can  i  take  this  off ?  ❜ ❛  please ,  please ,  please -  ❜ ❛  you’re  doing  so  well  for  me .  ❜ ❛  please  touch  me .  ❜ ❛  keep  reading ,  i  want  to  see  how  long  you  last .  ❜ ❛  i’ll  buy  you  another  one .  ❜ ❛  say  my  name .  louder .  ❜ ❛  i  can’t  wait  any  longer .  ❜ ❛  you  feel  so  good .  ❜ ❛  you’re  going  to  leave  a  mark -  ❜ ❛  touch  yourself  for  me .  ❜ ❛  do  you  deserve  it ?   ❜ ❛  did  i  say  you  could  come ?  ❜ ❛  i’m  so  close -  ❜ ❛  they’re  going  to  catch  us -  ❜ ❛  i  want  you  right  here .  ❜ ❛  we  have  to  be  quiet .  ❜

         →  ACTIONS .

❛  pin .   to  restrain  my  muse’s  hands  during  intimacy . ❛  mirror .   to  have  sex  with  my  muse  in  front  of  a  mirror . ❛  deny .   to  deny  my  muse  an  orgasm . ❛  distance .   to  have  [ phone / video ]  sex  with  my  muse . ❛  playlist .   to  have  sex  with  my  muse  while  music  is  playing . ❛  paw .   to  fondle  my  muse’s   [ chest  /  ass ] . ❛  wall .   to  pin  my  muse  against  a  wall . ❛  table .   to  hoist  my  muse  onto  a  [ table  /  counter ] . ❛  clothed .   to  make  my  muse  come  while  fully  dressed . ❛  finger .   to  finger  my  muse . ❛  oral .   to  give  my  muse  oral . ❛  fervent .   to  have  sex  with  my  muse  after  a  fight . ❛  distraction .   to  rile  my  muse  up  during  a  film . ❛  mark .   to  leave  marks  on  my  muse  [  optional :  specify where  ] . ❛  tie .   to  use  restraints  on  my  muse  during  intimacy . ❛  throat .   to  choke  my  muse  during  intimacy . ❛  sparring .   for  sparring  to  turn  into  sex . ❛  toys .   to  use  toys  [ vibrator / strap / otherwise ]  on  my  muse . ❛  imagery .   to  send  my  muse  a  risque  photo . ❛  drag .   to  pull  my  muse  closer  by  a  piece  of  clothing . ❛  tear .   to  tear  a  piece  of  clothing  from  my  muse’s  body . ❛  shower .   to  have  sex  with  my  muse  in  the  [ shower / bath ] . ❛  sneaky .   to  sneak  away  from  a  gathering  to  have  sex  with  my  muse . ❛  beg .   to  make  my  muse  beg . ❛  carnal .   to  [ scratch / bite ]  my  muse  during  intimacy . ❛  preoccupied .   to  rile  my  muse  up  as  they  [ read / work ] . ❛  jealous .   to  purposefully  make  my  muse  react  possessively . ❛  dare .   to  have  sex  with  my  muse  based  off  a  dare . ❛  read .   to  re-enact  something  from  a  [ book / show / porn ]  with  my  muse . ❛  collapse .   to  break  a  bed  during  sex  with  my  muse . ❛  caught .   to  get  caught  with  my  muse  during  sex .

#ᶤ'ᵛᵉ ᵍᵒᵗ ᶰᵒ ᵗᶤᵐᵉ ᶠᵒʳ ᶠᵉᵉˡᶤᶰᵍ ˢᵒʳʳʸ –– ASK MEMES

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devilsympcthy​:

she’s so fucking lonely. it’s why she made her deal. it’s why she does anything, really. she peeks up at him through her lashes when he takes her arm, surprised with the genuine care in the action. it’s been years since a man has touched her like that. “i don’t really have many who care anymore,” she murmurs, blinking as she swallows tightly. blaire would leave eventually, like her mother did. jude, well, she already wasn’t good enough for him. caine. caine stayed. he needed her. not like she needed him, but he did need her.

the singer sighs, reach up to hold onto his arm for support. “can you help me get to my room?” she could accept that help, at least. the rest— he wouldn’t stay. he had a girlfriend. he had his band. she knows he won’t stay. “i’m not like you. i don’t have people.”

he didn’t remember what it was like to be alive. and maybe that was sad. or depressing. or whatever the fuck. but it was true. he felt empty every day since the moment he became APOLLO DEO. whatever that even meant anymore. it didn’t matter. but that moment that magda looked at him like that. the second she turns her head with such surprise and longing. he needed her. no matter if she had a boyfriend or if he was dating naomi. he needed to watch this girl heal. 

he holds her arm so gentle and careful he nearly couldn’t believe that he was capable of such softness. just rubbing circles into her skin with his thumb. “of course, magda.” he gives her a charming half smile and begins to support more of her weight to get them to her room. “i don’t have many that mean it. you know? i don’t believe that anyone will stay forever. why would they?”

#devilsympcthy

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&. 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐨 𝐱 𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.

(  enemies  to  lovers?  slow  burns?  say  no  more.  various  sentence  starters  for  all  your  hero  x  villain  ship  needs.  )

❛ i could keep you safe. they’re all afraid of me. ❜

❛ you can’t do this for me. i won’t let you. ❜

❛ it’s not for you. it’s not a favor. it’s the cruelest thing i could do. ❜

❛ i warn you. i’ll break your heart. ❜

❛ i know you better than you know yourself. ❜

❛ i’m replaceable. you’re not. ❜

❛ i hope to be the one you break your rules for. ❜

❛ why am i so fascinated by you? ❜

❛ when i watch the world burn, all i think about is you. ❜

❛ your hands are scarred from murder, and yet i trust them completely. ❜

❛ whatever you do. you’re still my family. ❜

❛ we could be the greatest team the world has ever seen. ❜

❛ how many times are we going to keep meeting like this? ❜

❛ i just wish i could protect you from everything. ❜

❛ enemies make the best lovers, you know. ❜

❛ sleep. i’ll fight the bad dreams off if they come to get you. ❜

❛ you know, they’re going to use the things you love against you. ❜

❛ truth is, i didn’t expect to get this attached to you. ❜

❛ you frustrate me incredibly. ❜

❛ love me like my demons do. ❜

❛ thinking of you is a poison i drink often. ❜

❛ please don’t make me do this. ❜

❛ don’t do anything stupid until i get back. ❜

❛ you protect what you love. ❜

❛ my heart scares you and a gun doesn’t? ❜

❛ you bandaged my wound with one hand, and held a knife in the other. ❜

❛ you save everyone, but who saves you? ❜

❛ you kill me and you accomplish nothing. your world as you know it will end. ❜

❛ all we do together is make love or fight. ❜

❛ i love the way your eyes light up when someone says ‘it might be dangerous’. ❜

❛ when is a monster not a monster? when you love it. ❜

❛ it’s pathetic really, how much i hope it’s me and you in the end. ❜

❛ you were right. you break everything you touch. ❜

❛ i would destroy myself to fix you. ❜

❛ i’m not going to kill you. you don’t deserve that. ❜

❛ that’s how you want me, isn’t it? desperate, jealous, and willing to kill for you. ❜

❛ i’m sorry you’re afraid of being alone. ❜

❛ they made you into a weapon, and told you to find peace. ❜

❛ i wasn’t there for you when you needed me, and i’m sorry. ❜

❛ ‘all right’ is not a term anyone would use to describe you. ❜

❛ just like old times, huh? ❜

❛ then we fight. together. ❜

❛ oh, i’ve missed this! ❜

❛ i know you. you’re me. ❜

❛ i’ve seen who you are under the mask. ❜

❛ i should kill you. why can’t i kill you?! ❜

❛ i don’t know what i’d do if they hurt you. and that terrifies me. ❜

❛ the world doesn’t need someone like you. the world needs you. ❜

❛ bullet wounds don’t just miraculously heal overnight. ❜

❛ you were fighting to survive. i was fighting to win. ❜

❛ i wasn’t a person to you, i was a weapon, and you needed me to work. ❜

❛ you’re pulling your punches. ❜

❛ i wish things were different between us. ❜

❛ don’t scare me like that. i thought i lost you. ❜

❛ don’t you die on me. ❜

❛ you’re so bad at this. it’s cute. ❜

❛ they don’t know you like i know you. ❜

❛ i broke my rules for you. doesn’t that mean anything? ❜

❛ do you think i’d let anything happen to you? ❜

❛ if i told you about the darkness within me, would you still look at me as you are right now? ❜

#ask meme

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#apollo tag #i love him so much

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devilsympcthy​:

and there it goes, that sweet little grin wiped away by tattooed fingers. god, he was so not her type. he was somehow? better? she’s never seen someone who looked so much like art, just as beautiful and just as unique. as much as she was trying to cling to what made her MAGDA LOURDES, she’s still, well— she was supposed to take her after-dinner cocktail and go to bed. that’s what caine had told her. everything else takes too much energy.

“boys don’t care about my wellbeing,” the singer simply states, trying for a salaciously sly smile that falters before it can even try to make it to her eyes. “they barely care about other things, even, once they’ve had them enough times.” she raises her hand, dragging burgundy nails through her hair tiredly. “apollo, i just started my new regimen. could you please stop playing with me. i’m more fun when i’m not this sedated.”

as an artist, apollo has never known control. actually. he’s never known anything but the iron fist of his label. and as a person? apollo still struggled every waking second to learn to live a life he wanted. one breath at a time he found his footing. and every time someone doubted him. he fell. all in all, apollo understands magda lourdes more than she’ll ever know.

“look, magda.” he reaches out to tae her arm gently in his. he had started all this to make a good difference in her life. he couldn’t just give up now. “i do care. i don’t want sex. i’m just here because i wish someone had said this shit to me a few years ago.” and he steps closer. “if i could go back i’d tell myself to stop taking what he’s giving me. to love the people who show true care. and when someone tries to help? go with them.”

#devilsympcthy

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devilsympcthy​:

he’s cute when he smiles. or at least, he’s cute when he smiles like that. usually apollo deo is charming or just sexy as fuck, but that little flash of his teeth— he looks almost innocent. she’s helpless to do anything but be endeared for a moment. he even— he even says something so kind that she just has to force a laugh or else she might cry. “i think this is as close to being truly loved as i’m going to get, baby.”

do as i say not as i do, huh? typical. dark eyes roll again, tired and jaded, but she forces herself to stand straighter, cock her head so she can look up at him through lidded eyes. “i’m tired tonight, deo, but if you want a girl who isn’t a twat i can give you that tomorrow, otherwise i’m not interested in any kind of ‘doing’ that you’re saying, i’m sure that beautiful voice sounds even better in the bedroom. so can we give whatever this is a rest, now?”

and she laughs. that kind that makes even a numbed out rockstar like him smile. it as so pure? she’s just so beautiful. FUCK. he wasn’t supposed to feel that way. he wasn’t supposed to feel anything actually. that’s what the drugs were for after all. so he just drops his eyes to his boots and smiles soft. if she knew he she wouldn’t give him the time of day. he had to keep reminding himself that or he’d get attached.

suddenly the innocent banter is gone. the little laughs, the smiles. it’s all sexualized again. he didn’t mind. he never minded when a pretty girl tried to seduce him. actually, he loves sex. loves the idea of healing himself with intimacy. not that he’s been able to do that in the years he’s been so flippant about his body. so he just rubs down his face with a heavy hand and nods. “i assure you, love. i sound quite beautiful when i’m properly fucked. but i wasn’t working an angle. i’m not trying to fuck you. i mean, i would love to taste every inch of you, truly. but i do care about your wellbeing. as foreign as that can be.”

#devilsympcthy

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devilsympcthy​:

she rolls her eyes, the siren just high enough that she can’t keep her mask perfectly plastered on. her cheeks flush rosy at his comment and she feels like she’s in high school again, caught crushing on the hot upperclassman. “how could i not look at you.” she murmurs in reply, momentarily shy before her anger has a chance to light again. 

“he treats me like everyone else who loved me has.” she won’t elaborate on that further; it’s too depressing. she actually laughs at his prediction, mirthless and sad. “god, i fucking wish, apollo deo. if i disappear then i finally got the courage to end it.” jesus. her lips are too loose. she never admits that out loud. anyway— “what makes you the love master. your girl’s a twat.”

maybe it shouldn’t make his stomach clench the way it did when he was a teenager to know that MAGDA LOURDES looked at him. but it did, very much so. he knew he caught her looking, and he knew he wasn’t much else but a pretty face. but it still took him by surprise. and she earned a small smile from the lead man.

“then you need to be with someone who truly loves you.” he was matter a fact about it. maybe he didn’t know love. maybe all of this experience with it was tainted. but he did know who deserved more. and the perfect girl who shared his tour? she deserved someone better than caine oswald. he frowns deeply at her depressing statement, but decided against commenting, god knows he was thinking the same each day. “my girl is a twat. but this is a ‘do as i say not as i do’ moment.”

#devilsympcthy

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devilsympcthy​:

               she bristles as he takes her insult as a genuine question. of course she knew who he was— the point was that she was MAGDA FUCKING LOURDES and he was the singer for some punk band. “do you know the amount of pretty boys i see on tours? it isn’t that i can’t remember your name. it’s that i don’t care enough to.” and he was VERY pretty, maybe that was why his comments irked her so much. she didn’t want someone so popular noticing her broken parts, it was too embarrassing.

               she should brush past him to get to bed, she’s exhausted and the drugs aren’t helping. but just once she wants to win, so instead she leans her shoulder against the wall, crossing her arms over her chest as she continues to glare. “he loves me. just because you don’t understand my relationship doesn’t mean you can comment on it. why do you even care what goes on in my hotel rooms?”

“pretty boy?” he wasn’t insulted. he’s been called much worse since he was first getting into the industry. wasn’t that how he got his damn label? fucking his way up? but there was something fun and playful about fighting with the little singer girl. “as much as you’d like to pretend, princess. i’ve seen how you look over at me. you aren’t slick.” 

he huffs at her comment. she thinks he doesn’t understand their relationship? as if he wasn’t in one just as toxic. “someone who loves you wouldn’t treat you the way he does.” he wouldn’t exactly know, as he isn’t sure he’s ever really loved anyone. “i care because i’d rather not hear you disappeared under mysterious circumstances.” 

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