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In times of turmoil, in times like these, beliefs contagious - Spreading disease. This wretched mischief is now coursing through your souls . . . Never to let go. Never to let go.

mortem

CARDINAL COPIA from GHOST
INDIE . SELECTIVE
#ratpoisons

autumn 2018

this blog can and will get nsfw and triggering. dark, mature, gory, sexual, and anti-religious themes ahead.

𝕬𝖘𝖍 :

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and with that , he’s interested. quick to forget his pissy attitude and the snark against his tongue. curiosity outweighing any of his former complaints. features light up hidden within his mask and he closes that space once more. “ now you’re talkin’. ” he’s not stupid ——– even with the perk in his step , he’s watching the other carefully ; the line of his shoulder bathed in the pale moonlight. however , he creeps forward. 

hands on his waist , his voice takes on a rather amused tone , “ ‘bout time you had a pretty little blonde ghoul on your arm. ” and he made great arm candy , if he said so himself. 

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            THE  GHOUL  IS  SO  LIGHT  on  his  feet  Copia  failed  to  sense  him  moving  nearer,   closing  in  like  predator’s  gait — That  is  until  he  felt  Ash’s  body  heat,   sending  a  most  peculiar  shiver  down  his  spine;   One  he  could  only  describe  as  that  of  sexual  paroxysm  and  disquieting  unease  all  wrapped  up  in  one  small  touch.   Ugh.   How  dare  he  rouse  such  excitement.      ❛ Yeah  well  don’t  get  used  to  it. ❜     After  all,   HE’S  the  one  in  the  limelight.

             Pivoting  on  his  heel  Copia’s  mood  too  takes  a  sharp  turn,   a  smirk  fervently  plastered  on  his  face.      ❛ The  chauffeur  awaits  us. ❜      Slinking  away  from  the  ghoul  he  adjusts  his  blazer  ogling  himself  in  the  full  length  mirror.    He  preens  and  winks  as  if  there’s  a  THOUSAND  eyes  on  him — and  it’s  not  the  first  time  today.      ❛ You  ready  mio  amico? ❜   

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⊰ ᡗʰᡉ α΅˜βΏΚ°α΅’Λ‘ΚΈ ᡇᡒᡒᡏ   β•± π–™π–π–—π–Šπ–†π–‰. ⊱  βŠ° ᡗʰᡉ αΆœΛ‘α΅‰Κ³α΅ΚΈ   β•± π–Œπ–π–”π–šπ–‘. ⊱  exquisiteccrpse  RESPONDS AN ETERNITY LATER  hope you don't mind that I continued with this...  

@exquisiteccrpse  :   lounges across his desk

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        ❛ Yeah I don’t  recall giving you permission for that. ❜     Pushes his feet off the surface as if he were something to be discarded into a trashcan.       ❛ Thanks. ❜      Forced and disingenuous smile.   

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⛧ αΆœα΅’βΏαΆ α΅‰Λ’Λ’αΆ¦α΅’βΏα΅ƒΛ‘ ᡇᡒᡒᡗʰ β”Š answered  exquisiteccrpse  you  points at  βŠ° αΆœα΅’βΏαΆ α΅‰Λ’Λ’αΆ¦α΅’βΏα΅ƒΛ‘ ᡇᡒᡒᡗʰ β•± π–†π–“π–˜π–œπ–Šπ–—π–Šπ–‰. ⊱  

𝕷𝖎𝖙𝖙𝖑𝖊 𝖘𝖍𝖎𝖙 :

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“ …  ” he wouldn’t. pupils narrow sharply at such an implication. how easily he could coerce a sibling into finishing anything he preferred not to do. however ——– bites the ghoulish that threatens to spill from his tongue as he remembers his game is rigged. his head lolls to the side in silent defeat , a rather lengthy exhale through his nose. “ yeah , you’d like that  , wouldn’t ya ? ” he murmurs.  good little ghoul , upon his knees for their glorious leader. a sight to behold , he supposes.  

he cocks his hip , wandering fingers moving to idly dig a spot behind his ear , “ you seriously called me all the way out here for this ? ”

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He’s about to say yes.   But he stops himself,  instead deliberating the conundrum he’s now faced with.      ❛ No. ❜      It sounds wholly unsure and not at all convincing.   Because,  yeah,  he would enjoy the sight of this mouthy brat-of-a-ghoul scrubbing toilet rims,  but .  .  . He’s not going to admit defeat.   He can’t answer with the truth that easily!    Psh.   Yeah it’s a little Kindergarten.   However — Ok,  so there’s no however.

          ❛ And no again.   Believe it or not,  gorging on my food wasn’t the reason I summoned you,  wiseguy. ❜     He’s not gonna let the grape debacle go — Not for a good three months minimum.   He jabbed a finger on Ash’s sternum,  gently pushing him back as Copia turned on his heel to face a tall window,  its velveteen curtains drawn just enough so moonlight poured in serenely.      ❛ Accompany me. ❜     He could barely force the words,  feeling somewhat indignant.       ❛ Tonight.   Drinking.   I feel like going out.   I’m getting cabin fever. ❜

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⛧ ᡗʰᡉ α΅˜βΏΚ°α΅’Λ‘ΚΈ ᡇᡒᡒᡏ β”Š thread  exquisiteccrpse  get in loser we're going goth clubbing  

𝕷𝖎𝖙𝖙𝖑𝖊 𝖘𝖍𝖎𝖙 :

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the ghoul watches as the cardinal rises , another grape finding its way beneath his mask and between pointed teeth. by all means. more of a sit pretty kind of ghoul ——– but this isn’t quite what he had in mind.

fur stands on end ; shoulders stiffly tilt inwards and away from the man squaring up. if only it kept him from running his fucking mouth.

“ lookin’ like this ? i beg to differ. ” bold words from a corpse with an iron visage.

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       There’s a pause,  followed by the jutting of his hip and arms crossed — Complete with a routine glower on his face.      ❛ .  .  . Uhuh. ❜      He’s got enough self-awareness to realize this is probably a little bit like standing on the other end of a two-way mirror;  But it didn’t stop him from rolling his eyes,  scoffing at Ash’s ego.

         ❛ Then beg all you want.   It doesn’t change a damn thing. ❜      Oh to be confronted with one’s own primadonna complex.      ❛ And stop eating my grapes. ❜     With fervor Copia snatched them from the ghoul,  cradling them to his chest as if something dear had been taken from him.       ❛ They’re imported.   Unlike you.   You can go clean toilets,  or something.   How’d you like that,  huh? ❜ 

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⛧ ᡗʰᡉ α΅˜βΏΚ°α΅’Λ‘ΚΈ ᡇᡒᡒᡏ β”Š thread  exquisiteccrpse  copia: then perish.jpg  also these grapes are versace  how dare you!!  

𝕱𝖊𝖊𝖉 𝖒𝖊 𝖉𝖆𝖒𝖒𝖎𝖙 :

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for a moment his gaze drifts. should’ve known this was no business call. a slow stride to where his unholiness has so gracefully draped himself over his chair , and the ghoul plucks the bunch from its tray. a single grape pulled from its stem and he slips it under his mask , hovering the rest right above the cardinal , just out of reach , “ my apologies , your eminence. of course. ”

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        Mouth agape and still unfed  his eyes travel upward.   He’s met with the vacant gaze staring back at him,  and a hovering bunch of grapes inches from his mouth — Even if he were to strain for them,  it’d probably be a wasted effort.   So close yet so far.   Little shit.       ❛ You know, ❜     he starts,   thrusting himself forwards onto his feet,      ❛ It wouldn’t be difficult to find somebody else to take your place. ❜     Copia squints,   sizing him up.   .  .  . Despite his stature.       ❛ After all I do for you,  too.   Tsk tsk tsk. ❜

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⛧ ᡗʰᡉ α΅˜βΏΚ°α΅’Λ‘ΚΈ ᡇᡒᡒᡏ β”Š thread  exquisiteccrpse  back at it again at krispy kreme  being a complete diva  

𝕱𝖊𝖊𝖉 𝖒𝖊 𝖉𝖆𝖒𝖒𝖎𝖙 :

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“ ya know ——– i don’t quite remember this bein’ my job. ” 

@ratpoisons

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        Long,  drawn-out inhale.   Long,  drawn-out exhale.   Taps his fingers on the desk top in a rhythmic wave.      ❛ Your job is whatever I say your job is. ❜       And this fruit platter isn’t going to eat itself.      ❛ Aaaaah. ❜     He lulled his head back,  mouth open.   Points to a bundle of grapes.    Snaps his fingers impatiently.

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⛧ ᡗʰᡉ α΅˜βΏΚ°α΅’Λ‘ΚΈ ᡇᡒᡒᡏ β”Š thread  exquisiteccrpse  help me I have been awake for 24 hours and I made like fifty typos  also ugh yes I've resorted to just answering asks in text posts  tfw can't tell if the no format thing is a glitch or an omen of a site update...  
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