Jan 17, 2017
sarah voice: can u not try to kill my booty calls? /// @guiltcursed
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sarah voice: can u not try to kill my booty calls? /// @guiltcursed
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@guiltcursed. [ x ]
❛ i would not DARE to. ❜
➳ bloody. beaten. exhausted. yes. surrendering ? never. he hadn’t given up yesterday, did not today and would not tomorrow. no MATTER the toll the demon took on him. no matter how much energy he drained. no matter how dim okami’s light would be shining. propping himself up on his elbows, legs too weak to catch grip of the ground. aHUFF.
❛ i will NOT be defeated by something as simple as YOU. if you want to strike me down you have to try harder. ❜
such a shame, shimada hanzo. such a shame. you can just give in. let go of all your pain and suffering. you don’t have to experience all this torment. if only you’d give in.
the ghost walked around the archer, almost pitying him. his prey, his host, his burden. in the end, the ghost was his creation, and they had to live together. sadly for the lone wolf, however, he had better ideas. his smoke of a bow in his hand, he crouches down to the archer’s eye level, only to greet him with a pathetic smile.
“ simple ? please, you are embarrassing yourself. after all, you made me. ”
a pause, his smile grows wider.
“ do not give me a challenge, hanzo. you have no idea what i am capable of. ”
when ur brother is a fake ass hoe. me and amelie didn’t do nuffin’.
‘ Brother. What is that thing on your nose, I was not aware that you’d grown fond of piercings. ‘ A contented laugh sparked from the lips of the cyborg. Examining the metal prong protruding from the sides of his nose. It was certainly a befitting piercing for the attitude of his elder brother.
‘ Remember when we were boys and I had requested to father to get my ears pierced? I don’t think I can recollect any other time he’d grown so red and furious, ‘ A smile worked its way across his face, trying to keep the conversation live and thriving. He’d wanted the other to accept him as he was now, as he’d done long ago, and free his brother from the heartache of mistakes made when they were still young.
@guiltcursed
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“ ---- you aren’t as sneaky as you might think. Why have you been following me?”
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HC + home
let me cry about my son // accepting
home is a ranch on the outskirts of Sate Fe. a tiny little house that sits real pretty against rolling lands, and hills that frame the sun just right. it’s a dinner table, on which a mixture of native Mexican and Navajo foods sit; surrounded by family. it’s where tobacco mingles in the air along with mama’s favorite perfume of sunflowers, and honey. it’s where boots, stained with mud, and muck, sit by the door after a hard days labor. it’s where chilies hang from the ceiling in the kitchen, dried out and strong. it’s where the local women gather on Sunday after church, gossip shared amongst them while they hustle over dinner.
home is the cross that hangs above his bed. where mama prays with him bedside for the good lord for love them just as they love Him. home is where his fondest memories lay. it’s what he dreams of while on the road, a bounty on his head, and his stomach empty. it’s what he remembers in the hours after he takes a life; hands still stained with crimson, final words lingering in the back of his mind. home is just a memory. and it’s what he misses the most.
HC + nature
let me cry about my son // accepting
he much prefers it to the city; untainted by man’s hands it stands as equal grounds for all. and really, it reminds Jesse of home; the rolling grassy lands, and all her children. he’ll take it over the city any day.
guiltcursed replied to your post “Mom voice: I’m going to kick Lord Shimada’s ass”
Betting all my money on mom
simple-geometry replied to your post “Mom voice: I’m going to kick Lord Shimada’s ass”
father's in for it lets be real
I’m glad my boys realize who the real boss of the house is here.