lambice replied to your post: HEADCANON. / RE: MURDER. usually, i don’t like...
imagine you’re dying and a scraggly man is just standing around you all the time, checking his watch
that’s horrifying and also accurate
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lambice replied to your post: HEADCANON. / RE: MURDER. usually, i don’t like...
imagine you’re dying and a scraggly man is just standing around you all the time, checking his watch
that’s horrifying and also accurate

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RED LIPS PRESSED TOGETHER. perhaps a smirk is not the first reaction that would be wanted , but , the countess was amused. to her ? it was easy , ALL of it - this , was easy. immortality was both a BLESSING & curse. but she , the lady of blood , sought after the pleasures in this life. ‘ oh – but i could easily make it so. ‘ a gentle purr , eyes of a predator - wicked. ‘ just say the word , i’ll make it all better , dear. ’ @lambice
I AM . I AM . I AM . twisted , tormented , terrible . her fingers had closed tight ( claudia remembered learning that fact at school ; your heart is the size of clenched fist . the resemblance had surely never been so striking ) . ❝ fuck off -- i’m not nervous . ❞ bristling at what had been intended to soothe . softness was a foreign tongue , a language UNSPOKEN within the house she’d grown up in . ❝ i’m -- you don’t know nothing about me . i’ve done bad things . i am bad . ❞
her tension spiked at the final inquiry . parents ? guardians ? ALONE . SHE WAS ALONE . ❝ and i ain’t goin ‘ home . ❞ spoken quickly without thought . rapid fire from the tip of her tongue like the jerk of a knee under the doctor’s hammer . it was instinct , preservation . ❝ what’s it to you anyhow ? why’re you bein ‘ all nice ? ❞ suspicion colours her tone as her wide eyes narrow , turning their unnatural focus towards the woman . // @lambice . continued meme .