maiden's blood.

keeping it short, i’m an autistic trans woman living w/ pretty bad depression, i’m $220 short on rent this month and it’s due tomorrow, any amount helps and if you can’t donate a reblog means just as much !  here are the links, i do graphic design and audio/video editing work if you want anything in return

still attached to the fragments of her past life  ,  she is drawn to those in need of help. 

i just can’t take no pleasure in killing  ,  there’s just some things you got to do.  don’t mean you have to like it. 

where did she go?

attack an enemy with precision and their allies will feel it. 

this is my world  ,  and you can’t ever leave. 

pebbles shimmering in the moonlight  :  my life drips down in a trail so easy to follow.

it’s more than muscle.  a dark power motivates the beast.

it shall be known across the lands that the gods curse the unfaithful. 

and terror shall take hold of a defiant non believer  ,  who shall falsely announce my arrival. 

i’ve seen the look on a man’s face when he realizes he’s going to die.

smartasses get killed  ,  we always see to that. 

bask in their fear. 

such potential in this compound  ,  even the slightest trace causes unnatural effects. 

this isn’t a man. 

he stops at nothing. 

now why don’t you just fucking die. 

i hear something. 

you have no idea what i have planned for you.  it’ll be in the news for weeks  ,  i’ll make sure of that. 

sometimes a man’s best work is what puts him in the grave. 

no excuses  ,  no equivocations  ,  no crying. 

if you do nothing  ,  you have their blood on your hands. 

if you save them  ,  her hunger grows. 

her home became profane. 

that song  ,  it drives me crazy. 

bloody fool  ,  you pulled the trigger on yourself. 

a curse is upon you. 

she touched your skin  ,  your bear the witches mark. 

there is no need to worry  ,  i’ve been preparing my whole life for this. 

horror overcomes the heart of infidels who cry at the feet of the fallen. 

this is no place for cowards. 

oh  ,  that gun’s no good.  the old way  ,  with a sledge.  you see  ,  that way is better.  they die better that way. 

there’s no getting out of this now.  we’re too good at it. 

you’d be surprised what tools can save a life. 

then you will know that there is no escape. 

only a fool would spit in the demon’s face and declare victory. 

you’ve fooled them  ,  haven’t you?

there is no swift kill and it delights in the obscene spectacle of our agonizing suffering. 

in the shadows they torment  ,  scarring our minds with each scream. 

if you don’t stop to catch your breath  ,  she will. 

are you going to behave?

we’re not safe anywhere. 

this night assists me and it’s endless here.