Dec 27, 2020
along came a spider . / @weavher
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along came a spider . / @weavher
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LATE VALENTINE’S PLAYLIST. sa.sha jam.es / an.nabelle ca.ne ( for @weavher )
i. mad about the girl - valerie june ii. cursed - lord huron iii. ghosting - mother mother iv. a little death - the neighbourhood v. devil i know - allie x vi. holy roller - cyn vii. good lesson - bastille viii. the night we met - lord huron ix. hoodie - hey violet x. two slow dancers - mitski
❛ as long as you’re not pulling any of my strings. ❜ is that fear ? the aversion to being the one manipulated. prefers to be the manipulator. but never quite in the way the web desires. no. jude wanted and sought after power and control. thrill seeking / control and the loss of it / but never her own. and she played the games well enough. did as she willed and was told. mouth twists into a smile , teeth bared. ❛ i think we could get along. ❜
♡ @weavher / starter call.
( * @weavher︱accepting prompt ! ) : ❝ The human mind is amazingly adept at ignoring things that don’t make sense, that it doesn’t want to see. ❞
𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐔𝐏𝐎𝐍 𝐀 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐒𝐄𝐄 it’s funny, to consider what he had to sacrifice to give him sight, void eyes shift. the smiling god lingers, curious of new . . . friend ( what is a stranger but a friend you haven’t met yet ? ) “ oh how sad. ” blaspheme leaves upturned lips before he can stop it, burns on his tongue, cold and unrelenting, painful : a reminder to be happy. to smile, as if he could stop. not even if he wanted to ! “ with our fragile little minds ! we can only perceive so much before they just . .. stop working ! ”
𝐇𝐄'𝐒 𝐆𝐈𝐆𝐆𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐍𝐎𝐖, 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐒 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐍 𝐁𝐘 𝐒𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐅𝐈𝐓𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐋𝐀𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐄𝐑, amusement bubbling in his throat, barely containable, his tongue stings, his teeth ache. his eyes bright with a light from smiling god, it’s attention drawn to prophet, it is not a merciful thing. “ how much can you see ? ” not See, though he supposes he could ask that too.
‘ is this gonna hurt? ‘ despite the fact that annabelle was practically sitting on her chest, sasha’s eyes still remained on the sinister looking device sitting not too far off that she thought was supposed to be an eyelash curler but she couldn’t really tell. make-up wasn’t really something she did often, unless chapstick counted which she guessed it didn’t. so she tried to remain as still as she could, eyes focused more on the ceiling than the determined expression on annabelle’s face. ‘ you aren’t going to pluck my eyebrows or anything, are you? they’re... kind of bushy. ‘
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@weavher / annabelle & ivo.
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“I don’t mind spiders so much.” There’s a small spider, a common house spider with such iddy-diddy legs, on his hand. It tickles a little. A natural spider, and in fact seems afraid of him, wanting to leave. Ivo guesses so, anyway, since even the bigger spiders during the warmer months tend to scramble and hide if given the incentive. “I can understand people getting a bit freaked out by them, though. You?”
‘ what do you usually do for the holidays? does the web like tangled lights? ‘ hanukkah had ended some days ago which most of her energy had been put into, but she was more than willing to do more for christmas, albeit, rather low effort, if annabelle wanted to. and that meant pajama pants, ice cream, and a doggy sweater for mr. peanut.
@weavher / holiday starter call.
‘ are you sure you don’t want to spend the holidays with your... john. ‘ she wasn’t quite sure again what the two of them had in common, although they seemed to have some kind of sibling relationship. one she thought she would have heard of at least once in her and john’s long and complicated relationship. regardless, she’d come with a bottle of champagne and a nice sweater. ‘ instead of his... friend. ‘
@weavher / holiday starter call.