𝖈𝖊𝖉𝖗𝖎𝖈.

cost of magic; twist the world's arm and it twists back.

[𝖈𝖊𝖉𝖗𝖎𝖈. @slumhex]

https://t.co/w7QEGyQa3Y

[Bigg Gleectchie @gleesh]

The club is a witchcraft ritual, people in the dark dancing around a circle to music usually on a substance barely coherent chanting words. Men tricking women with the presentation of having money/resources, women tricking men with looks that change when the lights come on both casting spells on the other

[𝖈𝖊𝖉𝖗𝖎𝖈. @slumhex]

I don't. know. I don't touch it..

[silk road @bodilystewed]

Is your belly button sensitive to the touch.

[𝖈𝖊𝖉𝖗𝖎𝖈. @slumhex]

be nice to me. when I am on the— computer. okay?

[𝖈𝖊𝖉𝖗𝖎𝖈. @slumhex]

calling me "LOLCOW" and "LARPER" on-line will not un-hex your bitch mother. SORRY!

[𝖈𝖊𝖉𝖗𝖎𝖈. @slumhex]

.⁠·⁠´⁠¯⁠`⁠(⁠>⁠▂⁠<⁠)⁠´⁠¯⁠`⁠·⁠.｡⁠*ﾟ⁠+
https://t.co/EOMyOdj7kk

[𝖈𝖊𝖉𝖗𝖎𝖈. @slumhex]

😌🦷

[𝖈𝖊𝖉𝖗𝖎𝖈. @slumhex]

😖🐌

[𝖈𝖊𝖉𝖗𝖎𝖈. @slumhex]

@oriribasileus throat, words mangled. he shambles backwards.

"stop. stop. you're not-- I didn't. know. I didn't know. I thought-- I'm--"

[𝖈𝖊𝖉𝖗𝖎𝖈. @slumhex]

@oriribasileus

lulled out by a shiny moon and an itch he can't scratch. outskirts of town, poking through litter with bare hands.

air's bloated with a sticky feeling of 'something's gonna happen' and it's that or the 5g buzzing thru the powerlines. hard to tell.

[𝖈𝖊𝖉𝖗𝖎𝖈. @slumhex]

@oriribasileus violent chill as the realization crawls in. no housecat; something worse, and close to home. cold, numb face as the horror mounts behind his skull, bottles and bones clattering with the tremble of skinny hands.

alone. bitterly, terribly. he swallows to ease his thickening

[𝖈𝖊𝖉𝖗𝖎𝖈. @slumhex]

@Ecdysisinbloom he swallows.

"money. for your w-work. if you continue. okay?"

[𝖈𝖊𝖉𝖗𝖎𝖈. @slumhex]

he startles; drops the wrong NAIL in at the WRONG time and bangs his fist a few times on the wall between them.

"do you FFFUCK-ING mind?"

[April Marse @Ecdysisinbloom]

Groaning noises from a stall near him. She also frequents public bathrooms.

[𝖈𝖊𝖉𝖗𝖎𝖈. @slumhex]

@Ecdysisinbloom "well, uh..."

awkward shifting; excitement dulled in the face of questioning. normally it's either NO or HOLLERING ABJECT DENIAL or sleepy drug-induced acceptance. but he can work with this.

"it's. maybe a private matter. yeah. you can ask mmme questions or get. money."

[𝖈𝖊𝖉𝖗𝖎𝖈. @slumhex]

he glances back at her.

"you. though? what about you?"

[𝖈𝖊𝖉𝖗𝖎𝖈. @slumhex]

oh christ. dreaded question, but hes been practicing the answer.

"um. I don't know. I like, uh. bugs. my little pony-- gen. four. candy. I like uh... pigeons. mice. that kinda stuff."

anxious clawing at the back of his neck; pressure of needing to feel RELATABLE, and talk

[JUST A BODY. @MADNAGERIE]

She follows him without much consideration for the situation she’s getting herself into. This guy is…nice to her, and so probably nothing bad will happen to her. He made her a drink. That was very nice.

The make it to the basement incident free. He sits on the couch and she >

[𝖈𝖊𝖉𝖗𝖎𝖈. @slumhex]

CORRECTLY about CORRECT things. might've fucked up when the MICE came up but it's fine. yeah. alright.

he stares at the livestock instead, swallowing.

"unless. I mean. if you mean magic it's like. I don't know. I guess. it's like.. it's a-lot. not this shit though. cows."

[𝖈𝖊𝖉𝖗𝖎𝖈. @slumhex]

walmart egg roll grease smeared on your picture. spiritual chopping block. face hovers inches from slimy symbols of spit n blood.

[𝖈𝖊𝖉𝖗𝖎𝖈. @slumhex]

@oriribasileus he slams the butt of his PVC staff on the concrete; chicken bones and pill bottles rattling on zip-tied ends. sickly, garbage chime hollow on the air. his voice quivers.

"FUCK OFF. SHOO. FUCK OFF, VERMIN. GO!"

[𝖈𝖊𝖉𝖗𝖎𝖈. @slumhex]

@oriribasileus stopped by the telltale glimmer of enemy eyes. he knows all too well what's waiting in the dim cover of foliage; see them too often, they walk the cracker asphalt the same hour as him. usually far more afraid than he is.

not this one— beast in need of convincing.

[𝖈𝖊𝖉𝖗𝖎𝖈. @slumhex]

o-kay.

[ his only business in the club is the leftovers. used condoms and broken heels in the dumpster outside. he looks her over with eyebrows knit together, all fear no lust. ]

thanks. yeah. I mean. thanks.

[𝖈𝖊𝖉𝖗𝖎𝖈. @slumhex]

[ hesitant, he forces past an anxious swell of nausea to return the gesture BECAUSE THAT IS WHAT A NORMAL MAN would do and he is a NORMAL MAN today.

and fallen too, in a way. much shorter distance. never quite made it to any sliver of 'paradise' even if he was on his way. ] --

[the first sin. @edenslcve]

( smile. offers out tattoo’d knuckles for a fist bump. he smells amazing. )

i like your vibe.

( fallen from Eden, literally, to the strip club. once pure first human turned to disgusting whoredom. )