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you and me and the devil makes three

there’s a new potent drug called “the bed” out on the streets. just one hit of the damn thing and you’re passed out cold, tucked in, multiple blankies, honking and shooing for hours. scary stuff.

The phantom taste of blood is lingering in Chip's mouth.

It lingers like it isn't his own: like it's still pumping from somewhere freely. Just another gash in his cheek or split in his lip.

But the taste of copper settles on the back of his tongue and refuses to budge- it's the only thing he can taste, well it's what he gets a breath of every time he opens his mouth anyway.

The memory of his own heart sliding against his tongue and bumping the roof of his mouth is vivid, his tongue turns heavy with the weight of the blood congealed into his taste-buds.

He silently hopes that neither of his co-captains witness the way it sometimes makes him gag, choking on his death like he's trying to spit it back up again.

what does it mean?

hey guys this was under the video charlie was watching

one second

The hunting lodge

shooting star 🌟

tigers. thoughts on yes&no by natalie wee as a fnc coded poem

WHYYYYY WOULD YOU SAY THAT TOOOO MEEEEEE

deadass tho i was like “:0 poem! Wait a damn minute I KNOW THIS POEM YOU FUCKER”

I think part of what fucks me up about it so bad is that initially I’m like “yeah this is chips pov” but then i fucking read it again and GOD does it hurt so much more as Gillion.

Bc the poem reads in the first bit almost as someone worshipping the other, right? With the “get on your knees” and “forgiving vs violence” and i think Chip would view Gillion as the holy one, hes the chosen one, hes the one that must be worshipped, the one with the power of the seas and the sky at his hand.

BUT. Gillion is the one who knows nothing but worship. Of course he’d want to worship Chip. And he wasnt raised to love, let alone love tenderly. Hes the soldier, the one good at violence, the war-machine. The last good thing that shattered in his hands? The shell phone. Before that? He doesnt even know. Because hes never held anything gently before. Chip has at least held the coin, or ollies hand, and he doesnt break those. But gillion? Gillion was made to break those things- emotional ties, the innocents of the oversea.

The poem is Chip on its surface, but in reality i see it as Gillion and i will deadass do a one by one line analysis of that poem and talk about how it could be either of them, if yall want that

Some more silly sketches. They're watching Jaws and Val is allergic to feathers. Yes, I draw Valentino way bigger than he is in the show, fight me