terrorgone
ᴍᴏʟᴅᴇᴅ ɪɴ ʜᴇʀ ɪᴍᴀɢᴇ
it goes like this: a west virginia backwoods genius goes to college, meets the love of her life, and falls back into the same sordid shit that keeps her kin behind bars. it's the poverty porn wetdream your bougie colleagues shit themselves over. what they don't know is that family–real family–will burn the world to let their own feel an ounce of warmth. you look at your husband and your child and see god. god needs money and horror, and you are happy to provide. holy, holy, holy. god bless the winters family, and lord help anyone who dares stand in their way.
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#[[ mia desperately trying to appear normal in front of ethan's friends ]]#[ aesth. ] » 𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐙𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐂𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐋
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@yamata » stop. contacting. this. number.
❝ Boo, you whore! ❞ A roll of eyes unseen. ❝ Your ass still chapped about the big TRICELL blowout? ❞
Mia eases off the throttle, gives the good doctor a therapeutic dose of ambient noise while she takes a drag. She's fucking thoughtful like that. ❝ Gionne and her blond petri dish had a dud on their hands, and you knew it. Don't blame me for backing the wrong horse. ❞ She hazards a glance upwards to gaze into the horrible chrome abyss of Chicago's latest eyesore. ❝ You know, back in my day bean meant ecstasy. Damn. Crazy your people paid taxes for this. ❞
Her fingers squash the cherry against the stainless steel sculpture, blackening its reflective finish. The smoldering remains of her cigarette fog the surface like hot breath against a cold window. A primitive current of dopamine flickers through her brain — the petty joy of leaving a mark. Her personal piss-stain on Christine's backyard.
❝ Listen. I can make this conversation worth your while. Something educational. Call it enrichment, a gift — whatever you want to. But I guarantee it'll pique your interest. ❞
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fav aesthetics – those moldy veiny roots that grow in some abandoned mines and caves
-L.F.
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#[[ i just think mia is characterized by her teeth ]]#[[ bite baby bite ]]#[ VISAGE. ] » 𝐇𝐎𝐓 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐀 𝐒𝐌𝐎𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐆𝐔𝐍#[ AESTH. ] » 𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐙𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐂𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐋
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Can o' Love
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America the beautiful
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Venmo does not have a sense of humor
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Color her intrigued.
❝ Jill Valentine, ❞ Mia tilts that hard plastic chair as far back as gravity will allow. Arms behind her head, a shit-eating grin wider than the one in her mug shot, and boom—the Queen of Gives-No-Fucks Island is back. ❝ I dunno, can we talk? Is that allowed? Redfield sign your permission slip? ❞
She could go for the kill, drag out Wesker's corpse and that blond dye job. Put Valentine on the hook and let her squirm. Tongue and teeth test the toothpick in her mouth, roll it once, twice. Jill's not built like her brick shithouse partner, but that's not why Tricell wanted her. It takes a dynamite kind of motherfucker to survive the Nemesis-T Type. Curiosity slips under Mia's skin, all itching impulse to crack Jill open, see what kind of spark she's got lurking behind those golden brown eyes.
❝ What is this, like, a book-club thing? Are we comparing notes? T-virus versus mold: which is worse? Brass tacks, babe: what are you getting out of this? ❞ She tilts her chin low, looks Jill right in the eyes. ❝ More importantly, what's my generous cooperation worth to you? ❞
The electric chair, probably. But there was no need to get ugly now—not when they were just starting to play civilized.
@terrorgone wants Jill to chat with Mia!
"Mia Winters - I hear you've experienced quite the ordeal..." She takes a seat across from the other woman, something akin to a pleasant smile on her face. It's a mask, of course - as most things have been for Jill since her death and subsequent 'resurrection' - but it is nonetheless genuine in intent. "I know a thing or two about those... Do you think we could talk?"
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The Company of Wolves (1984) | dir. Neil Jordan
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▸ 𝙨𝙪𝙘𝙘𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙤𝙣 (2018-𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵) sentence starters & prompts.
assorted quotes & prompts from tv show that’s ruined my life. some lines have been changed slightly to be more applicable. mature content and language may be used, feel free to adjust as necessary.
❝ do you want to make a deal with the devil? ❞
❝ what am i gonna do with a soul anyway? ❞
❝ souls are boring. boo, souls! ❞
❝ if we get through this, is there a thing where we, like, talk to each other about stuff… normally? ❞
❝ you mean you wanna talk about the big shit? ❞
❝ we don’t have any feelings, what are you talking about?❞
❝ you sound deranged. ❞
❝ i was wondering, do you think it’s possible to sue a person - a grandparent, for example - in an affectionate way? ❞
❝ i love you, i’m glad you’re part of my life, but i’m taking legal action against you. ❞
❝ the fucking belligerent zucchini here is set to close negotiations for good. ❞
❝ you’re going to sue greenpeace? i like your style. who do you think you’re going to go after next, save the children? ❞
❝ can he do a speech? the demented fucking piss-mad king of england? ❞
❝ the only way they’ll respect you is if you try to destroy them. ❞
❝ you’re not a killer. you have to be a killer. ❞
❝ family therapy, family therapy, family therapy! ❞
❝ i have, like, twenty bucks left. the world is so fucked up. ❞
❝ your principles? don’t be an asshole, you don’t have principles. ❞
❝ this is not fucking charles dickens world, okay? ❞
❝ i just wonder if the sad i’d be without you is less than the sad i get from being with you. ❞
❝ are we talking to each other on the deck of a majestic schooner? is the salty brine stinging my weather-beaten face? no? then why the fuck are you wearing a pair of deck shoes? ❞
❝ you don’t hear much about syphilis these days, very much the myspace of STDS. ❞
❝ what i think they meant to say was that they wished your mom gave birth to a can opener, because then at least it would be useful. ❞
❝ when you laugh, please do it at the same volume as everyone else. we didn’t get you from a hyena farm. ❞
❝ they did once call me the cunt of monte cristo. ❞
❝ you little slime puppy. ❞
❝ don’t threaten me, i don’t have time to jerk off. ❞
❝ who said i never killed anyone? ❞
❝ i don’t mean to be insulting, but having been around a bit, my hunch is that you’re going to get fucked because i’ve seen you get fucked a lot. and i’ve never seen [name] get fucked once. ❞
❝ i’d castrate you and marry you in a heartbeat. ❞
❝ i just feel because of my physical length, i could be a target for all kinds of misadventures. ❞
❝ oh here they come, the attention whore. ❞
❝ do you have a fetish for nearly killing our dad? like, just the tip, but for nearly killing our dad? ❞
❝ the gang’s all here, it’s like the fucking sgt. pepper for broken corporate america. ❞
❝ you aren’t judas-ing, are you? ❞
❝ sometimes i think, should i maybe listen to the things you say directly in my face when we’re at our most intimate? ❞
❝ are they playing from the approved playlist? because my thing was all bangers, all the time. ❞
❝ oh really? it’s not cool to tell the president to blow me? ❞
❝ some guy with an undercut just called me soy boy. ❞
❝ he never saw anything he loved that he didn’t want to kick just to see if it still came back. ❞
❝ right now, i’m the real you. ❞
❝ we should be good people. wouldn’t it be nice to wake up in the morning and not feel like a fucking piece of shit? ❞
❝ i think you’re a super talented superstar, and i love you. ❞
❝ oh, you’re such a fucking bitch. ❞
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Creep [2014]
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the medium, dir. Banjong Pisanthanakun, 2021
#[[ sometimes you gotta stand in the shivering darkness and witness The Horrors unfurl ]]#[ AESTH. ] » 𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐙𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐂𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐋
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Sleep Paralysis by Nikita Kubantsev
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The Wilds (2020– )
#[[ mia as a mom ]]#[ MUSINGS. ] » 𝐅𝐔𝐂𝐊 𝐁𝐄𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃#[ ROSE. ] » 𝐌𝐘 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐃 𝐈𝐒 𝐌𝐘 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐓#[ VERSE. ] » 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐘𝐄𝐀𝐑 𝐈 𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐎𝐔𝐑
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