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my maria post — house would be impossible to reach. i feel like she’d struggle with paranoia and delusions, torturing her to the point that she’d go awol / off the grid in fear of the family finding her once more. just being in texas makes her skin crawl so she’d move out to maybe a cabin in the middle of nowhere, where nobody could find her.

she would send the gang a letter once a year ( with no return address ) just so they know she’s alive. but she refuses to come back, because not only is she hiding from the family, but she’s also hiding from the eyes of society. she doesn’t fit in. she’s constantly jumpy and everything almost seems like it’s not real. like it’s just a dream, and she’ll wake back up in that basement. sometimes she can’t tell what’s real and what’s not.

it would take her years of therapy to even think about meeting someone in person. even her sessions with her therapist are over the phone, since she refuses to leave her home except for getting groceries.

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i wanna write post — house maria so fawking bad !!!!!

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✱˚｡⋆ ↪ 𝐔𝐍𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐋 𝐔𝐍𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐇 . ( a collection of lyric - based prompts based on hozier's album . adjust phrasing as necessary . )

i'm holding my world together with a bootstring .

i would do it again if i could hold you for a minute .

my life was a storm since i was born , how could i fear any hurricane ?

heaven is not fit to house a love like you and i .

i miss when we did not need much .

we didn't get it right , but we did our best .

when people say that something is forever , either way it ends .

i have never known a silence like the one fallen here .

there's money to be made , whatever is still to come .

i don't want to be anything like this at all .

there are some things that nobody teaches you .

we can celebrate the good that we've done .

if there was anyone to get through this life with their heart in tact , they didn't do it right .

all i needed was someone .

you only feel it when it's lost .

the awful things we do to make our heads feel quiet .

you may never know your fortune .

so far from home to have a stranger call you 'darling' .

i'm a butchered tongue still singing here above the ground .

if i was a riptide , i wouldn't take you out .

knowing that everything ends won't change our plan .

i feel lighter than i have in so much time .

i don't know how the feeling ended .

i know we want this to go easy by being somebody's fault .

how could i fall when i am lifted by every word you say to me ?

if i said that this was drowning , you'd tell me i'm walking on water .

who wants to live forever , babe ?

old and young are welcome to the meal .

how can something be so much heavier but so much less than what it seems ?

we had nowhere to go and every desire to go there .

if i fall , i only pray , don't fall away from me .

all our weight is just a burden offered to us by the world .

getting through still has a cost .

so much of our life is just carving through the dark .

after this i'm never gonna be the same .

some part of me must have died the first time you called me 'baby' .

are there limits to emptiness ?

i wish i was the sunlight , just sitting on the mississippi .

if you need to , darling , lean your weight onto me .

you can't buy this fineness .

some part of me must have come alive the first time you called me 'baby' .

the future's so bright it's burning .

i would do anything just to run away .

i heard once , it's the comforts that make us feel numb .

darkness always finds you , either way .

i know being reckless and young isn't how the damage gets done .

i haven't felt it since then .

i do not have wings , love , and i never will .

one time we would want for nothing , we knew what our love was worth .

i think i'll take my whiskey neat .

i'd still be surprised i could find you , in any life .

i don't need to know where we begin and end .

my name always hits my ears as such an awful sound .

i'm taking no orders , i'm gonna be nobody's soldier .

living the dream , benzos and gasoline .

i wish i could go along , don't get me wrong .

do you think i'd give up ?

i'm infinitely suffering , but fighting it off like all creation .

if you're drunk on life , babe , that's great .

what good would it be on the far side of things ?

i aim low , i aim true and to the ground is where i go .

i wouldn't sell the world , i would hold on for all its worth .

choose between being a butcher and a pauper .

i feel as useful as dirt .

it's the sound of it that brings me here .

when was the last time ?

i want to fade away with you .

whatever keeps you around , it keeps you around .

funny how true colors shine in darkness and secrecy .

when i was younger , i used to guess if there were limits to emptiness .

you know i'm good on my own .

one bright morning changes all things .

i'm sick to my skin , watching the news again .

how could you think i'd scare so easily ?

now that it's done , there's not one thing i would change .

would all things god allows remain above ground ?

i'd walk so far just to take the injury of finally knowing you .

you treat your mouth like it's heaven's gate .

could this be how every day begins ?

i can scarce believe what i'm believing in .

whatever you choose , you lose in the long run .

your reflection can't offer a word to the bliss of not knowing yourself .

the goal i was aiming for was the wrong one .

you're too sweet for me .

your heart , love , has such darkness .

let the sun only shine on me through a falling sky .

i don't wanna choose between being a salesman and a soldier .

how do you sleep so well ?

i wouldn't sell the world for all the gold and sterling .

the street is for the laughter of young women and men .

you can keep a dream in your mind only to find out it's the hope that's killing you .

each time i'm shocked by the light .

july is still coming , just knowing that gets me through .

maybe i have yet to venture out and see the places i dream about .

no closer could i be to god .

what you live in , it finds a way to live in you .

i want to be so far away from sight and mind .

you know the distance made no difference to me .

i thought you were like an angel to me .

i'd move so fast that i'd outpace the dawn .

all my love and terror balanced there between those two eyes .

i'm still glad i met you .

that moment i knew , i had no choice but to love you .

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you need to hide. find somewhere and don't come out.

finally reunited, the overwhelming joy is short ― lived. only moments ago did his familiar voice cut through the death whispers of the dark, decrypt basement. tears linger on the brim of her lashes, fingers trembling as they reach forward to brush against his shoulder. he's real. oh, he was real.

of course, she doubted it. many restless nights led her to whispering to an apparition. an imaginary visage, etched into the very core of her dna. he wasn't real then, she knew that. but she always checked, just in case.

but this time, it was different. digits met cloth, warm flesh underneath it. solid, firm, real. no longer was she living a dream. instead, he stood in front of her, tearing her from what's fake and what's not, and throwing her into a reality that was almost too good to be true.

and it was. a scream rang out, too garbled to really make out who it belonged to. she was so choked up with relief, she had almost forgot the lion's den they were still trapped in. a maze of macabre, a corner of hell untouched by light. only the flame of the grills lit up their grim expressions as she whirls around to face the door.

' what about you? ' she mumbled, more than reluctant to leave him alone now that they've finally found each other once more. every familiar heavy footstep that approached their dim room added to the panic rising in her throat.

once before had she been on the receiving end of those veracious metallic teeth, the dull ebb from her bandaged arm reminding her of the visceral pain that came from it.

turning to face him once more, hazelnut gaze finds his in a sheer state of stress.

' where will you go? don't ... don't leave me here again. '

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whatever happens , don't let go of my hand .

a familiar series of shouts and thuds echo behind them, signaling the shortening distance between the two friends and the band of freaks that'd been hot on their trail. the beams from the texas setting sun forced her to stumble and trip, bare knees meeting compact dirt. palm barely catch her, an ache shooting up her forearm being added into her vast collection of pains.

a grimace of shame filters on blood ― soaked visage, brows furrowed in frustration ; at herself, at her jelly ― like limbs, at the light in her eyes and the weird twist of guilt that seemed to taint the hope she had so delicately maintained in her time at the house. only the sound of leland's voice, so gentle and full of dedication, seemed to melt away at the thoughts keeping her locked in place.

as time seems to slow, and chin tilts upwards, gaze lifts from the earth beneath her to his palm held out. dirt, blood, bruises litter the skin, but still, it was his gift to her. a light at the end of the tunnel. lips part, but nothing escapes. her words, heavy and full of gratitude, lodge in her throat and refuse to budge.

but she didn't need to speak. not really. her sentiment, trust, it was poured into his hand in the form of hers. palm slots into palm, her grip not quite as tight as his, but sturdy enough to drag herself to a stand. her eyes linger at their connection, the little flame in her chest roaring to a inferno.

it melted the ice lingering in her legs, preparing her lungs for one last sprint towards freedom. now wasn't the time to think of what might go wrong ; for once, she didn't think at all. finally, she meets his eyes, subtle nod given.

she's ready.

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julie crawford and maria flores bffism canon i fear. those girls dormed together and had a photo board of polaroids maria took of julie every time she went shopping in exchange for ice cream and vinyls kthx.

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i pray i get some really good flores sisters moments while i’m here, they’re everything to me……………….

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run . run and don't stop .

lungs burning, chest heaving, dark locks clung to her face with the aid of sweat and blood. connie's words sounded like static, as if they came from the wind, and not from her friend. she whips around to face the redhead, brows furrowed in confusion but silence lingers between the two at the familiar rev of a chainsaw.

that thing was close, searching for them cowering in the shadowed corners behind a variety of boxes. he was in the next room, blubbering shouts of frustration as he digs his chainsaw into the wooden contraption that served as a wedge between him and the door to their room.

but even with the prospect of being on the other end of that lumbering freak's weapon, the idea of leaving connie behind didn't even dawn on her until her friend's whispered order finally processed in her frazzled mind.

no. no way. she shakes her head, not daring to use her raw throat to speak something like that into existence. she refuses to even dance on the edge of that realm of reality. her eyes, shining with tears brimming at lashes, widened in horror before locking with the other girl's. she can't ... no.

chips of wood fly pass them, metallic teeth tearing through the thin door that had been previously latched by maria's trembling fingers as a pure after ― thought. those same limbs reach forward now, grasping at connie's arm as fearful gaze rips from her friend to lock on the apron ― donned frame towering in the now ragged doorframe.

the timeframe of their escape now dwindled to a few seconds, she clenched the flimsy bone into her free palm in hopes of protecting them both. it wasn't enough to kill him, she knew that, but it had to be something. anything. please, god, let it be useful.

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✱˚｡⋆ ↪ 𝐂𝐔𝐋𝐓 𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐒 . ( a collection of horror - based dialogue prompts . adjust phrasing as necessary . mature themes present . )

you'll never get what you want .

we need to stay together . no 'splitting up' bullshit .

nobody ever prepared me for this .

so you've just been lying to me this entire time ?

there's too much blood , i can't stop it .

this is over when i say it's over .

[ name ] , be careful . i've already lost enough people that i care about .

i never should have trusted you .

this is getting really out of hand , okay ?

i feel like we're not alone .

revenge is the best medicine !

put your head on straight , this isn't over yet .

maybe we should ... y'know , check it out ?

run . run and don't stop .

i thought i saw something ... i - i must be going crazy .

you couldn't pay me to go down there .

the cops are on their way .

would you rather stay here and die ?!

there's no such thing as [ ghosts / demons ] . it's made-up .

you aren't going anywhere .

i'm putting you out of your misery .

i know you think you're untouchable , but they will kill us .

you shouldn't have touched that .

we aren't going to make it out of here , are we ?

why are you following me ?

there has to be a medical kit here , somewhere .

i'll go with you . strength in numbers , right ?

don't move ... a fucking muscle .

fuck , the door is locked from the other side .

don't get ... dead , okay ?

that was the only [ bullet / round / flare ] we had .

did you really think it would be that easy ?

we've come too far , we can't turn around now .

put down the [ weapon ] . please .

come on , help me barricade the door .

[ name ] , is that ... blood ?

haven't you seen a horror movie ? the blonde always dies .

it was you ? YOU did this ?!

you are gonna fucking pay .

i'm going to give you ten seconds . nine , eight ...

i want you to admit what you did .

hey , look at me -- it's not real . it's not real .

do you think they're watching us right now ?

we're in this together . no one gets left behind .

let them go ... please , just let them go .

oh my god , what the hell was that ?!

you know i'm capable of this .

i had to ... i had no choice .

you don't have the guts .

this is fucked up , this is so fucked up .

what we're dealing with isn't even human .

you need to hide . find somewhere & don't come out .

stop ! don't touch that . we don't know what it is .

i've done bad things to good people .

if they catch us , they will kill us .

why are you covered in blood ?

i can't ... i can't feel my -

[ name ] is dead . i saw it happen .

what , you're gonna kill me ? i don't believe you .

there is an evil in you . i see it .

this shit only happens to people in horror movies .

forget about me , just save them .

what's one reason i shouldn't kill you right now ?

you aren't supposed to be here .

please don't . i'm begging you .

are you scared ?

whatever happens , don't let go of my hand .

[ name ] , this isn't you .

well , what the fuck are we supposed to do ?!

get out of my house before i call the cops .

you're going to regret that .

there's that smile ... i'm glad it's the last thing i'll see .

if we make it out of here , tonight will haunt me forever .

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❛ we have to get you out of here .. ❜

the ebbing of thudding machinery mix with the throbbing white noise that echoes in blood ― filled ears, almost drowning out maria's redheaded friend's observation and prompting hazelnut gaze to lift from the grate beneath their feet to meet her eyes. pools of green greet her, reminding her of the nature above them, bright and vibrant and calling her home.

lips part, metallic copper dancing on tongue as she fumbles for a response. of course, connie was correct, but if maria were to be honest, the light from the little pockets of sunlight strained her vision, and every muscle in her body begged for relief. malnourished, any energy she had reserved for her grand escape had been eaten away by the lack of steady meals over the months she'd been locked away down here. she was but a shell of her former self, the only thing reminiscent was the affection that warmed her chest when she reached out for her farmer friend.

' i ― i know, but can we ... can we just, stop for a moment? i just ... i just need a breather. i promise. just five minutes, and i'll be okay. '

she didn't have the heart to keep her blurred gaze on connie, black shadows dancing on the edge of her vision that were only shooed away by a mixture of blinks and deep breaths. her spine meets the packed dirt of the walls, surprisingly cool despite the various grills that littered the place. free palm rests on knee, hair hiding the amount of crimson that's caked on her tanned expression of thinly veiled agony as torso arches forward to steady her spinning mind.

it was strange, as excited as she was to escape this particular version of hell, her limbs seemed to move as if locked in ice. sluggish, and unmotivated, betraying her in the moment she needed her strength the most. her grip on connie's arm weakens, before eventually dropping to her side. embarrassment burns at her cheeks, bitter and filling her with self ― disgust. it was like a nightmare, one where she could only run in slow ― motion while the monster breaths down her neck.

' i'm sorry. i don't want to drag you down. '

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⠀⠀⠀༉ ` ⠀⠀𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚁𝙰𝙱𝙱𝙸𝚃'𝚂 𝙵𝙰𝚃𝙴⠀⠀...

an independent / semi ― canon portrayal of gun interactive's * 𝙼𝙰𝚁𝙸𝙰 𝙵𝙻𝙾𝚁𝙴𝚂 ﹔ the rabbit in the flower fields. penned by pogz, twnty ― four, she/they. mutuals exclusive and highly selective. duplicates and oc friendly. cw contains cannibalism, murder, gore, knives, blood, and other aspects from her source material, the texas chain saw massacre game.

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OO1. ⠀this blog contains depictions of dark themes, whether lightly touched upon or heavily delved into. those topics include, but are not limited to, murder, cannibalism, knives, blood, gore, mutilation, and others related to the source material. follow at your own discretion.

OO2.⠀ there will be no interactions, romantic, platonic or familial, with muns or muses under 18 years old. minors will be blocked for my own comfortability due to the topics being discussed / written.

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