@discardedPasts — #violence
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘: @croesuskingpin back Then, You Thought That's What Love Felt Like. Love Was Pain, Love Was Bruises, Love Was Violence And Love Was The Inability To Say No. And You Didn't Decline Because You Didn't Want To, You Didn't Decline Because You Couldn't, Because If You Stirred And Wriggled And Punched And Complained He Would Only Sink His Teeth And Claw At Your Body Even Harder, Even Deeper. now, You Come In Every Now And Again In His Office To Mourn. Thankful He's Not Around Anymore..but Deep Inside, A Part Of Yourself Knows You Miss Him, You Miss His Voice And ...Read more
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘: @cryhoundcoloratura hurts. it Hurts. that’s All You Can Think Of, Motionless On Your Own Floor. The Overwhelming Feelings Of Betrayal And Heartbreak Barely Penetrate Through The Waves Of Static Pain Assulting Your Every Nerve. Radiating From The Lichtenberg Lines Cut Deep Into Your Back And Seeping Olive. no Muscle In Your Body Moves, No Joints Creak Or Buckle. There Is Nothing Left In You Still Ignighted With The Fear That Had Once Flooded Through Your Veins Like A Raging River. Hands Blur Across Your Vision, Testing You For Signs Of Life; None Seem ...Read more
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘: @abstractcollector the Massive Form Of The Black King Crashes To The Ground, Thus Marking The End Of A Week-long Battle. Scattered Across The Battlefield, The Players Heave Heavy Breaths, Catch Their Breath, And Tend To Their Wounded. with The Hope And Life Pools As Cracked Out As They Are, At The Very Least, They Didn’t Have To Worry About Heroic Deaths Among Them. Even Then, As Zurven Explained It, That Was A Finely Threaded Needle. it Was Mallum, Of Course, That Got The Last Swing On The King. He Stands Front And Center, Scepter In Hand, Stopping Th...Read more
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘: @archangelsterrarium for Once, The Blood Over Your Hands Is Not Yours. They're Shaking, But You Can't Quite Tell What For. There's A Barrier In The Way, Suppressants Of Some Sort Trying To Mask Either The Fear Of The Violence, Or To Numb The Idea Of The Releasing Adrenaline Choosing To Take Shape In Your Body This Way. One Phrase. That's All It Took For You To Get Here. "would You Kindly." the Rest Of The World Sounds Dim. Foggy. Distant. You Don't Know How Long That Lasts, But You're Shaken Out Of It With The Snapping Of Fingers. you Know Who's Beside...Read more
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘: @arcaneaspirations you Were Only A Few Sweeps Old When It Happened, Hardly 3. life Was Nice, Life Was Simple. snakemom Loved You. you Played In The Park. went To Mass. sometimes The Bigger Purples From The Clurch Would Visit. Ask You Questions About The Strange People You Saw Floating Outside. you Told Them Everything. Never Once Would You Question Them. they Were The Ones That Found You After The Fire, Soot Caked One Your Face Save For The Channels Made By The Tears Pouring From Your Eyes. They Dragged You Out Of There As You Wail...Read more
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘: @sardonicdaydreams your Mind Was Blank. And Then Suddenly. You Awoke. In Two Clenched Hands, You Grip A Dagger Covered In A Deep Shade Of Cobalt Blood. Looking Up From The Knife You Can See Her, Alaera, The Only Friend You’ve Ever Had. The Only Troll You Ever Needed. The Only Person Who Could Ever Understand You Or Care For You. Blood Pours Down Her Face, Her Left Eye Tightly Shut As She Covers It With Her Hand, Staring At The Blood Dripping Down Onto The Grass And Her Clothes. she Screamed, “you… You Stabbed Me? You Fucking Stabbed Me!” Her Voice Felt As...Read more
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘: @cuttlefishtaxidermy you Won, Everyone Around You All Your Friends Are Standing There Patiently Looking Over Your Prize... A Hard-fought Battle As The Mutant Blooded Troll Takes A Step Forwards He's Going To Grab It But He's Cut Off, Literally Arm Cut Clean Off That Ruby Red Blood Found In No One Else Spilled Out...he Was Your Leader And That Beast Had Cleaved His Arm Clean Off. the Cobalt Blood Dashes By, She Always Was Cocky But She Was Your Best Bet For This New Opponent. The Mutant Dropped Off In Front Of You, The Cobalt Blood Rushing Off To Resume Bat...Read more
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘: A Bloodied Page From A Seer Of Heart's Journal dream Log: 8 total Journal Entries: 147 it Was Always There, Wasnt It? you Felt The Barrel Press To The Back Of Your Head you Closed Your Eyes, And Prepared To Die and You Heard A Shot, A Body Fall That Wasnt Your Own purple Spilled Across The Ground the One Who Saved You Cut You From Your Binds crushed Your Captor's Head Under Her Boot you Stared Up Into Your Savior's Eyes, And All You Saw Was Kindness she Ripped You To Your Feet, And Led You Hive through Gunfire And Bloodshed ...Read more
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘: @tranquiloutcast well, There Everyone Was. The Only People In The World. crammed Into The Same Old Church With Its Same Old Crumbling Walls. The Damp Smell Of The Molding Limestone Mingling With The Suffocating Incense That The Handler's Burnt To Drown Out The Scent Of Unwashed Bodies Was Always More Cloying Than The Body Odor Itself. Then, No One Ever Asked For Your Opinion, Or The Opinion Of Any Of The Other Sacrifices. cara's Warnings Would Not Have Fallen On Deaf Ears Otherwise. You Kept Your Eyes Fixed On The Back Of Her Neck, Right Where The Old O...Read more
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘: @neonallnight aeolus's Voice Voomed Through The Palace Loudly. "the Choice Is As Follows, Sylph. You May Choose To Go On A Solo Mission To Take Down The Rogue Agent Of Derse And Get Vengeance." "or. You May Take The Challenge Seeker's Way Out, And Fight Me In His Place, Leaving The Duty For Someone Else To Pick Up." "what Shall You Choose" inside, You Knew. You Knew At Heart What Yoy Had To Pick. "well Then. Have At You!" one Mistake. One Mistake And It Could've Been Over For You. luck #violence #sarasburbsession 𝙼𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚏...Read more
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘: @dirtydisappointment you're Sat On The Floor Of Gresia's Leisureblock, Like You've Been Told To Do. She's Pacing The Room, Talking On Her Palmhusk With Someone. ♥ Yeah Just Come Over Whenever ♥ ♥ Yeah Yeah, Of Course ♥ ♠ She Literally Listens To Whatever I Say It's So Pathetic ♠ ♥ Yeah, See You Soon Babe ♥ she Puts Her Palmhusk Away And Leans Down In Front Of You, Roughly Grabbing Your Hair To Make You Look Her In The Ganderbulb. You Wince A Little In Pain, But Do As She Wants. ♠ My Matesprit's Coming Over With A Fun Treat For Ya ♠ ♠ How Does Th...Read more
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘: @turntechgodbird he's Gone. His Blood Is Spilling All Over The Ground. A Part Of You Screams To Leave To Go Back To Your Purpose. You Can't Look Away. Distraction Is A Mistake. You Should Know Better. being Shellshocked Leaves Opportunity. In Less Than A Second, You're Pinned. Tendrils Squeezing You To Numbness. This Is The Shit You've Trained For. And You're Failing. You're Too Focused On Strong Arming Your Way Out Of The Hold Instead Of Using Anything Against Your Opponent Because Maybe He's Not Gone Already. Maybe It's Another Weird Training Set Up. Stu...Read more
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘: @sovereignslayer you Could Feel It, The Moment You Donned It. The Ring. You Could Feel Something Coming, Even As You Underwent The First Transformation. It Hurt, Like A Motherfucker. But The Pain Was Good, Because It Meant You Won. It Meant You Weren’t Taking Orders From Anyone Else Ever Again. and Inside That Ring, You Could Feel The Promise That Something Even Bigger Would Come. you Felt That Promise As You Tore Prospit Apart, When You Slew The Black King, When You Wiped Out Black And White Together On The Battlefield. you’re Fighting The Human Sw...Read more
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘: @eldritchtherapy your Face That Your Brother Could Do More On His Own Always Talked Big Acted Like A Total Prick To You 24/7. But It Was An Endearing Way, The Way He Was Insufferable Was Charming It Was One Of The Reasons You Kept Him Around As A Friend Well That And Psychoanalyzing Him Was Rather Interesting To You. but Well, You Didn't Really Get To Say In This Matter Did You, Your Body Moving Without Your Own Agency, Tasks Needing Fulfilled By Your Lovely Lovely Patron And So They Decided To Take Over Rush Along The Busy Work. you Could See Everyt...Read more
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘: Future @uprootedgarden the Hound Is Staring You Down, It's Black Fur Sparks The Same Igniting Green Energy Your Own Body Eminates Its Own Left Arm Missing. You Have To Make It Through ████ Is Waiting For You. you're Not Actually Going To Be Able To Handle This Are You, They're... They're ███. you Rush Forward Bringing Your Claw Down Only For Ones To Clash Green Sparks Flying Everywhere Flying Back You Couldn't Even React They Appeared Behind And the Last Thing You See Is A Claw Tearing Through Your Torso good Luck #violence #gore 𝙼𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛...Read more
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘: The Lord of Course, The End Of A Universe Is A Matter You Can Survive. It Is, After All, The Primary Method Of Your Summoning- You Arrive Upon The End, And Tear A Bloody Swathe Across The Past, The Present, And The Future. but Once. One Single Time. You Stayed In The End. Watched As The Universe Unraveled. as Everything Became Nothing. Dissolved Away Into Nothing More Than The Last Few Scraps Of Energy Slowly Unwinding. No More Light, No More Life. nothing To Kill. Nothing To Fight. No Enemies. Just Pure, Simple Silence. a Place Where You Did No...Read more
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘: @telekineticarmageddon it's Another One Of Those Days. Your Head Is Pounding; You Can Barely Open Your Eyes, The Light Stabs So Harshly. Whatever. You Don't Deserve It Anyway. it's The Voices. What Else Would It Be? By Now, You've Started To Pick Out Individuals From The Cacophony Pressing Against Your Skull. Fuck You, Destiny- As If It Wasn't Bad Enough. There's Feferi, Gasping For Breath And Grunting Like She Hit The Ground, Like She's Been Dragged Out Of The Water And Can't Breathe. Then Ampora: He Just Screams In Agony, Again And Again. terezi Trie...Read more
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘: @gadabouttrickster "f1x Th1s" - Was, And Remained, The Instruction. Follow It, Feel It- And. No, No No, Don't Try That. back, Not Far, But Back, Get There Faster. You Knew Where It Was Then, When It Was, Just Had To Make Reality Dance To Your Tune. Fizzle, Pop, Again, Again, Again- Ah! There, But Not Yet. You Had Time, This Should've Been Easy. all You Had To Do Was Kill That Stupid Asshole. it Is Such A Shame You Approached From The Front. Her Hand Was At Your Throat Before You Could Even Swing, You Felt It, The Tug, Reality Made A Call For You That...Read more
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘: @nightterrorpsychologist you're Alone, The Storm Continues To Rage Above, "אלוהים יעזור לי." You Mutter. why Did You Go Out Again? why Do You Keep Praying For Help? you Don't Want Help. there's Something In These Woods, And It's Violent. you Know If You Run Into It You'll Be Ripped To Shreds. what A Painful End, Your Flesh Hanging Loose, Your Organs Falling Out. What A Horrible Desire For An 11 Year Old Girl To Hold. you Don't Know When The Desire Arose, But It Haunted You, Picking At The Back Of Your Mind. "it'll Go Away, I'll Feel Better Soon." You ...Read more
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘: @karmadagger knife On Skin That Wasnt My Own For The Very First Time. Fighting For Scrap's, Getting My Eye Pulled Out By Some Insane Guy. I Guess I Just Looked At Him Wrong Or Something. But Ill Always Vividly Remember Having To Clog The Wound With Shitty Depth Perception By Grabbing Used Fast Food Napkin's Out Of Trash Bin's. Idk. Very Vivid And It Still Haunt's Me Now Even Though Im Fine #gore #violence ruthless 𝙼𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚏𝚒𝚗 https://docs.google.com/forms/d/e/1faipqlsekfh6j2vgskoqsezds9n0t5tnb8gtkihiapootjcd9yp3hmw/viewform?usp=header
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘: @markzucc it’s The Middle Of The Night. you Can’t See Anything But You Know What’s Happening. The Way You’re Being Rocked And The Pressure Between Your Stems, The Sickening Noise Of Panting Above You. You Know What’s Happening; You Aren’t That Dumb. It’s The Same Thing That’s Been Going On For The Past However-long-it’s-been Since He Got Pissed At You. Sweaty Palms Grip At Your Hips, Nails Digging Into Your Flesh. in All Honesty, You’d Just Like To Go To Cupe And Not Have To Deal With This Right Now. But, This Isn’t About You. This Is About Pleasing H...Read more
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘: Future! @corollaryatopos hahah. I Don't Know Which One Of Me Had This Dumb Idea First, But It Doesn't Really Matter. I Am Exactly Panless Enough Think This Up Independently Several Times Over, I'm Sure. My Coplayers Will Never Be Able To Fully Grasp How Many Aeons I Have Spent On Battles That They Will Never See, Because As Soon As The Fight Is Over, For Them It Never Actually Happened. The Closer We Get To The End, The Worse It Gets. I Haven't Slept In Weeks Because If I Ever Slowed Down Long Enough To Try, She'd Catch Up To Me And It Would Be Over. I Can't R...Read more
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘: A Rogue Of Time's Heart you Remember Swimming the Stars Above Reflecting Off The Water You Were Submerged In and You Imagined that You Were Swimming With The Stars and With The Gods Who Watched Over You and When Their Utmost Betrayal Struck You you Remember Swimming and You Imagined violence Upon Those Same Wretched Gods anger Made Its Home And Broke Your Hold.... the Future Awaits You, And The Cacophony Awaits You Alongside It because, Well, We Are You a Heart, Emotional, Blindingly Bright, And Bloodied a Mind, Cunning, ...Read more
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘: @neonallnight [future] you Thought Nothing Of The Fact That The Last Dungeon You Decided To Do Before The Fifth Gate Was In A Floating Island Just Covered In Trees. perfect Place To Hide Something. you Walked Into The Forest, Following The Landmarks Told To Locate The Dungeon. You Were Confident In Your Skills, Considering You Had Just Recently Alchemized An Amazing New Weapon For It. you Wouldn't Make It To The Dungeon. it Should've Been The Devious Quiet Laughter That Gave It Away. when All Of A Sudden... You Feel It. A Blade, Who's Owner ...Read more
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘: @stygianchimera tight. Everything Is Tight. It's Dark. it's Squeezing Together Like Playdough, Different Colours Mixing, Not Even Into Brown But Into An Inky Black. This Is A Void Of Nothing, Nothing But Tightness. There Is No Need To Breathe, But If There Was There Would Be No Room. There Is Nothing But Squeezing And Whispers. whispers? There Was No Sound Here. suddenly, A Sting. It Hurt. It Was Like A Gunshot. Like The Ribcage Had Been Pulled Apart Rib By Rib And Slowly Pushed Back Together; Molded, Melded, Welded With Fiery Hot Pain. It's Going ...Read more
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘: A Helpless Soul. it Was Only A Week Ago That It Happened. But The Memory Still Plays Loudly In Your Head. A Fist Fight Gone Wrong. you Were Lying On The Ground, Refusing To Give Up Against Your Opponent. You Were Full Of Adrenaline. Full Of Hope. It Was Keeping You Going Despite The Bruising And How Much Pain You Felt In Your Knee. "nothing Could Go Wrong" You Thought. Suddenly, Your Opponent Grabbed Your Leg. They Had A Firm Grip. They Started Bending It. It Hurt. The Bending Hurt. suddenly, The Leg Was Ripped Clean Off. It Hurt. It Hurt. iƚ Ԋυɾƚʂ...Read more
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘: @callouslycynical the Cause Had Been Going So Well. The Tide Of War Looked Almost As Though It Might Turn, Had You Pushed Just A Little More, Earned A Few More Critical Victories. A Duet Had Turned Into A Cadre, Into A Community, Into An Army. Her Righteous Cause Had Inspired Legions To Form An Uprising, And Your Mind Could See It All, The Chessboard Of The World Unfolded Through Maps And Battalions And Supply Lines. It Seemed Possible That She Could Win, Truly Win. such Folly. It All Came Crashing Down So Swiftly, And None Were Prepared. The Overwhelming ...Read more
The Big 200 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘: @corallinecataclysm greetings, Young Seer. i See You Haven’t Ceased Your Fruitless Attempts At Peering Into My Hatchling’s Mind, And I’ll Admit I’ve Grown Rather Fond Of Your Struggle. Consider This My Gift To You For Persisting, Though This Is Your Last Warning As Well. cease. do Not Tempt Fate, Restless As You Are To Do So. last Night, Our Link Was Blocked By Another. This Is, Too, A Reminder To My Sweet Youngling To Quit Fooling Herself Into Believing She Can Be Rid Of Me. You Are Mine, Meenah. The Sooner You Accept It, The Easie...Read more
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘: @croesuskingpin the Night You Had Sneaked Out Was Quite Full Of Surprises And By That You Mean Lot's Of Trouble And Running. you Wanted To See What It Was Like Out On The City, With Other Trolls, You Didn't Want To Become A Shut-in. You Wanted To Experience Stuff Trolls Your Age Did. you Got Into A Fight With A Bunch Of Drunken Men, At The Time You Weren't Strong Enough To Defend Yourself So Clearly You Got Kicked To The Ground Then To Hell And Back. Your Nose Was Bleeding And You Had A Tear In Your Lips. Your Arms Where All Scratched Up And Your Pants Had T...Read more
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘: @breathabsolved it Once Was A Game. it Wasn't Your Choice To Play, Yet You Did. and After Sweeps And Sweeps, What Do You Have Now? no More Friends, No More Land, Only A Rock Drifting Through The Dark Emptiness And The Echoing Halls Within. it Was All Your Fault. You Chose This. you Chose To End It All, After Being Denied Choice For So Very Long, And It Was All Carried Out By Your Hand. you Watched As Each And Every Living Thing Around You Withered Into Ash, Felt It Slip Through Your Fingers As The People You Once Called Friends Vanished...Read more
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘: @bummelboogie one Day, When You Walk Through Prospit, You See Her. She’s Shaking, And Crying, The [torn] Tears Mixing With The Smears On Her Face And Dripping Into The Golden Pajamas, The Same As You’re Wearing Now. She Has A Knife In Her Hands, And While The Point Wobbles In The Air With The Force Of Her Sobs, She Doesn’t Lower It. You Recognize Her, Of Course. She’s You, And The Sadness And Fear And Deep, Deep Grief Was Once Yours. You Raise Your Hands And Try To Approach, But Then She Approaches You, Much Faster, Trying To Drive The Knife Into Your Heart. ...Read more
@industrialincidentalist your Hand Is Around Her Throat. you See The Terrified Look In Her Eyes. She Spits Rust Blood At You And You Lick It From Your Lip. you Relish The Taste. one Less Drop Of Blood In Her Body. you Are Spilling Your Own Onto Her Desk, A Puncture Where She Drove Her Blade Into Your Side. her Voice Is In Your Head. let Me Go. Let Me Go. you Rotten, Rotten Thing. Let Me Go. putrid. Disgusting. worth Less Than The Dirt On My Shoe. let Me Go. but Your Hand Stays Tight Around Her Throat. One Movement Could Snap It. she Would Die. you Would Be Able To Tear This Place D...Read more
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘: @watchingauthor screams Broke Your Focus. Everything Felt Sluggish. What Shades Were On Your Hands? Everything Smells Like Blood.. You Blink Too Slow. They Tasted Blood As Well. It Was Hard To Think. You Managed To Barely Look At Who Was Cornered And Stared At A Blurry Image. It Seemed Like They Were Leaving. You Stayed On The Ground. You Felt Something In Your Teeth.. There Was Broken Toy Pieces All Around In Grass. They Were More Than Fifth Your Size. It Was Silly.. You Wonder Why That Troll Ran.. There Was Splinters And Olives And Was It Olives ...Read more
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘: @lunarlupine that Name. stolen From One You Lost. don't You Remember What It Meant? the Way It Was Gasped As Your Pusher Started Beating Again? the Meaning As It Was Screamed When Your Claws Tore Through Flesh Like Paper? the Feeling Of It Settling Into Your Bones As Your Lungs Ached For Air? monster. #death #gore #violence are We Not All Monsters? 𝙼𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚏𝚒𝚗 https://docs.google.com/forms/d/e/1faipqlsekfh6j2vgskoqsezds9n0t5tnb8gtkihiapootjcd9yp3hmw/viewform?usp=header
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘: @teramorphoustelamon some Things Hurt More To Remember. It's In Flashes- The Firelight Flickering And Illuminating His Green Eyes, His Charming Smile, The Heat Of His Skin. You Could've Spent The Rest Of Your Life In Those Arms, But Instead You Hear The Click Of A Gun And See The Glint Of It Aimed At You. He Tells You, "if Ever I See You Again, I'll Kill You." And You Don't Know That You'd Blame Him If He Did. #suicidalideation #guns #violence you Have No Idea. 𝙼𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚏𝚒𝚗 https://docs.google.com/forms/d/e/1faipqlsekfh6j2vgskoqsezds9n0t5...Read more
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘: @fadeddialtone Why Does He Do Eveything In His Power To Make Everything Harder On You?! You Hate Him. You Hate Him So Much. It Is Half-baked And Unpleasant. Does He Even Know How Hard You Work To Keep His Roleplay Going? You Want To Kill Them All. They Annoy You Too Much. You Hate Their Faces. You Have To Pretend Like You're Their Friend. It's Idiotic. You Are Trying To Keep Him Distract. When Can You Be Rid Of Him? You Need Him Gone. Your Call Is Processing... please Listen For The Tone To Know That Your Call Is Being Processed #violence #...Read more
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘: @soulfulgallant this Memory Is Buried Deep, Hazy And Fragmented, From Long Before You Assumed This Form she Suddenly Appeared In The House, Missing An Arm, Gushing Blood, Having Paid The Price For Using Her Powers Without Authorization or What He Deemed At The Price For Doing So, You Demanded To See Him To Demand Him To Repair The Damage He Had Done To Her and When He Arrived, He Placed His Hand On Your Head, This Part You Remember Vividly the Pain So Sharp And Intense Around Your Whole Body And Your Mind, Pure Unadulterated Suffering Not Even Eve...Read more
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘: @epsiloncatatonia bang. a Figure Slumps To The Floor, And Your Ears Ring From The Gunshot That Peaked Your Teammate’s Intercom. you’ve Seen People Die. It’s Alternia. but It’s Different, Isn’t It? You Didn’t Order The Hit, You Didn’t Pull The Trigger, But You Still Facilitated His Untimely Demise. You Are The Reason The Wall Behind Him Is Splattered In A Deep Blue. it’s Alternia. Get Over It, Yiosah. It’s All Behind A Screen, Anyways. you Blink. Once. Once Again. He Remains On Your Screen. Your Teammate Is Talking To You Through The Intercom....Read more
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘: The Lord you Visited Prospit Before It Was Destroyed In The Break. You Wanted To See It In Person. You Wanted To See The Corpse. you Found It. Her Vile, Putrid Face…a Reflection Of Your Own. The Face You Long Imagined Seeing Dead, Broken. it Wasn’t Enough. you Wanted To See Her. To Be In Conflict With Her. To Tear Her Apart And Feel Her Try To Tear You Apart As Well. she Had To Die. but It Wasn’t Enough. #violence #death maybe One Day You Will Get There Sir. 𝙼𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚏𝚒𝚗
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘: @servingproctor your Y. Es Are Too.. Diffe Ent. Hy Do Th9ey Look Like That? You Aren't Su3re. Most Of Of Of Don't Get Their Eye Color Until They're Adults- Y. Ou Have Ad Your Es Like This Passion Forever. You Felt Along Yr Cales And Covered Your Gills. You Are Suh.. An Di. Ty. Your Bl O O Is As It Should Be But You Are An Mutant. You Are One. You Are E And Your Tenncies Are Ho I. Ble. Your Sc Feel Dry T E Air But You Tolerate It. It Fels Wrong. You Hate The Feeg. Ignore It. Ptend That It Is All M. Keup. Simply Pren. D Like It S Nhing. It W Nhing. Y...Read more
@normaleveryday "good Morning Subject 001" A Voice Speaks From The Void. You Can Feel Yourself Waking Up, But No Eyes Open. No Hand Comes To Your Face, And As You Scream, No Words Come Out. "is The Camera Ready?" "yes Sir, Just Preparing It Now. Online In Five, Four, Three, Two-" light. You Want To Squint But You Have No Lids To Do So, The Reflex Still Inside Of You Somewhere. You Can Count Every Pixel Of What You See, You Can Analyze Every Moment Frame By Frame. But You Can't See Yourself. a Troll With A Blurred Out Face Wearing A Smart Looking Suit Steps Forwards. He Speaks In Garbled Redacte...Read more
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘: Future @culpablyatypical bang. Bang. Bang. You Said You Would Make It Painless. You Thought It Would Be Painless Too. Their Screams Of Pain After You Unload Each Round Into Their Skull Confirmed Otherwise. It Took Six Painful Shots Until They Died. A Deep Stain Of Purple Covered Their Quest Cocoon As You Backed Off. The Guilt Of Their Pain Was Unbearable... But Then That Guilt Quickly Turned Into Fear As You Felt A... Monolithic Presence Behind You. An Utterly Imposing Force, Beyond Comprehension. the Second Before Your Mind Was Ripped Asunder, You Had Two ...Read more
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘:@carnalVivis3cti✶n Th3ir smil3s still ling3r in y✶ur pan. Y✶u l✶✶k3d at th3m, s✶m3 asc3nd3d, s✶m3 n✶t, as y✶u all pr✶mis3d t✶ g3t ✶ut t✶g3th3r. Y✶u h3ld hands, y✶u smil3d, y✶u f✶rg3d b✶nds that th3y said w3r3 unbr3akabl3. Funny h✶w brittl3 th3y r3ally w3r3. Fri3nd, th3y call3d y✶u. Pal. M✶irail. Mat3sprit. But wh3n3v3r y✶u said th✶s3 w✶rds, th3y sm3ll3d ✶f li3s. H✶w c✶uld th3y n✶t t3ll? H✶w c✶uld th3y n✶t l✶✶k at y✶u and kn✶w y✶ur c✶r3 d33p d✶wn? W✶uld things hav3 g✶n3 th3 sam3 if s✶m3thing hadn't g✶n3 h✶rribly wr✶ng? W✶uld y✶u hav3 still turn3d y✶ur back...Read more
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘:@eldritchTherapy Infinite realities infinite possibilities and now you stand before another version of yourself, they're god-tier apparel is so bright it practically blinds you, instinctively you block out almost every word of your own rambling, you always overdid it while talking even you knew it was a problem. Of course it seems this version of you isn't as bad as you are much more heroic much more determined much more angelic. You can't help but imagine what her relationship life is like before of course ignoring it Sure she probably has a love her back...Read more
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘:ERROR Cold metal against your back. Restraints. Sharp pain. They don't always numb you when they do it. And sometimes, they don't put you to sleep either. They want to look inside. They want you to see. See how they love you. Your bones are a precious ivory. Your blood is a golden ichor. Your heart is healthy, alive, and racing. One of them wishes he were more like you. The other knows that he is exactly like you. Your chest erupts with light and love. The look in their eyes is unlike anything you've ever seen from them. You love it. But it's terrif...Read more
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘:a soul long dead, yet never forgotten. A tale as old as time. You thought you had someone to confide in, an intimate partner, another marineer to sail with you, a friend. Those days you spend together glued to the pillows and to eachother meant nothing now, your wrist were covered with chains and rough handcuffs. The other seadwellers yelling at your line to keep on moving onto the ship. And you saw him. Arms crossed. Eskari Keldam wearing gold, GOLD. You both interlocked eyes for a second, he looked ashamed, he looked sad, but those emotions mean...Read more
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘:@eclecticEngineer You don't even remember her face, do you? The friend you turned into a smear on the concrete. The one who encouraged you out of your shell, helped you think about options other than the helm. Do you even remember her name? Or do you just remember the sensation of her body cracking under the pressure of your psionics? How her bones fractured and soft organs squished? How they laughed? #death #violence #gore You don't. 𝙼𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚏𝚒𝚗
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘:@roseateDragon You could hear their screams. You could hear the begging, the pleading, the cursing. Sounds loud enough to pierce through your very soul. You had heard every word of it. Felt every shaking attempt to rouse you from your slumber. Every pinch. Every poke. Every shake. Every *stab*. Nothing had worked. You had been a prisoner in your own mind for the duration, every bone in your body screeching for you to wake; every muscle aching in its inactivity in some attempt to get you to your feet. And yet you did not move. You did not answer to their begg...Read more
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘:@taciturnGodhead You're bleeding. A lot more than usual too. Normally, you can slap a bandage on that shit and call it a day. Maybe even text John about the sick new scar you just earned cause that's what happens training with the coolest guy in the world. He gives you those opportunities to show off. This time though, you feel lightheaded as you make your way back inside. Instead of scoffing or commenting on your shitty blocking skills, Bro had frozen for half a second then absconded almost immediately after slicing into your leg like it was cake. So...Read more
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘:@unusualVisionary I was walking home, back before I was put on a colony and I was still on Alternia. Whether it be divine gift or retribution for past sin, I was angry. Angrier than I ever was and ever could be. It was white hot, almost blinding. I don;t know what possessed me to do it but I culled the first person I saw. When I had come to my senses they were ripped open, fronds shattered. There was gore everywhere across the street. I can't believe I thought that was normal. That that was okay. That it was acceptable and even expected of me. I want to never ...Read more