#( fcdcdmcmories. )

[daydrcamerss]

@tcrturedpcetsdep - you look good … considering.

"yeah... you uh... you look pretty good considering how... what..." bobby's words failed him so instead; he surged forward to wrap his arm tightly around his big sister. he sobbed into her, not caring about who saw or judged him for it. he knew his sister wouldn't. "what the hell is going on, julia?" he questioned as he pulled away slightly, wiping at his eyes. "we... we both... oh god, erik did too... we all..." he shook his head, sniffling heavily. he'd never been that great with words to begin with but teamed with trauma? the kid was a mess. "is it gonna... happen again? are we just... stuck in some fucking death loop? i don't wanna die again. that shit hurt..."

[demongemz]

Katherine couldn’t have been more grateful when she showed up at Phineas’s door hoping to stay, all her alternatives had quickly found themselves in trouble and she was without any means of housing herself. She’d seen living with the other almost surreal as if this was a glimpse into what life could’ve been instead of the death and torture that had been in their past. She’d easily fallen into a bit of a routine on the days she seemed to finish before Phineas she'd taken to cooking them both dinner it felt…oddly domestic in a way she never thought possible as she spun around the kitchen singing along to the abba song she had been playing. “I've been cheated by you since I don't know when. So I made up my mind, it must come to an end, Look at me now, will I ever learn? I don't know how, but I suddenly lose control There's a fire within my soul-” She let out a yelp when she turned and saw him watching her. “You could’ve given me a heart attack!” she laughed. @fcdcdmcmories

[onespvrk]

closed starter for @fcdcdmcmories

it was safe to say that margaery found this place strange. fascinating, but strange all the same. though there were some similarities to king's landing, it still hurt her heart to see people suffering. since she'd woken up here, margaery had been volunteering at what they called a homeless shelter it helped ease her mind some. she was still racked with nightmares of being burned alive, hoping that she'd see her family again but mourning them all the same. the brunette was so lost in her thoughts that she wasn't paying attention to where she was walking, barely stopping herself from running into someone "oh, my apologies. it seems I was too caught up in my thoughts. i did not harm you, did I?"

[loomingdread]

The fluorescent lights cast a harsh shadow over Billy’s small, battered form. The metal cuffs that tethered him to his bed were biting into his wrist, bruising his skin from how tightly they’d been locked in. His shattered ribs stopped him from resting peacefully, each shallow breath rattling new aches and pains around his body and he could do nothing but lay there and feel it. He squinted through the tears brought forth from the gnarled skin on his face, vision blurry but with a few blinks he figured out who exactly was in the doorway. “Well, well…if it isn’t Deputy Dewey.” He snarled despite pain being evident in every word. “Come to babysit the big bad wolf, huh?” He let out a harsh, barking laugh but it quickly turned to a wince as the movement pulled at his cuts, a fresh tear slipping down his cheek. “Stupid, bumbling Dewey. Always one step behind. And now what? You’re my jailer?” His red, stinging eyes burnt with defiance, but there was an underlying fear that was evident if you took a moment to look. “Get out of here.” He growled. “I don’t need you staring at me like I’m some…some little monster.” His words were sharp, but, his voice wavered, a faint tremor betraying the fear beneath his bravado.

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[sweetnsiimple]

"the world isn't kind to little girls who don’t know their place." || vi & marcus || @fcdcdmcmories

a grimace dances across vi's features, hands forming into fists. if there's one thing vi has had trouble with is knowing her place. what is so awful a about wanting better for herself and her people? she's supposed to just like down and take the abuse, the leftovers from the rich, to live a life of absolute shit just because of where she was born.

she'll be damned if she ever settles. daddy raised a fighter, with him gone all vi can hold on to is the anger, and so she must fight.

"yeah, tried that once, not really my thing." she scoffs, her arms crossed in front of her chest as a barrier. "what's my place supposed to be, huh?"

[tideoflament]

Lips pressed into a line as it was obvious the other did not understand the meaning of her words. And quite frankly, she was not going to indulge on it any further. This kind of line of work was risky as it was, let alone when having a daft client. Morrigan knew better than that. Plenty who were money-hungry had made similar mistakes before her. Morrigan paused as she inhaled, forcing a somewhat polite smile upon her features once more. "I assume you are not insured, then?"

"IN THE REPORT. AS IT SHOULD BE. I SEE." phineas nodded, showing as clear as day that he did not understand what she was saying. of course, those weren't such THINGS that were supposed to be said out loud, but.. that was how business had always been done. it was how he did it, as a pederson, and it wasn't anyone else's BUSINESS, as far as he was concerned. was it? no. placing an envelope in front of the other, as he only smiled. "i can assure you that money is not a problem." / @tideoflament

[spookydreamsx]

HOW FUCKING TEDIOUS. the feeling of autumn in the air, the putrid smell of rotted fun and merriment; eric northman flinched against the cool night as he took in the sights before him. the stench of cider, the fallen leaves, the glorious revelry that still hung, even with the overhang of darkness... and where was the self-preservation?

eric was no stranger to london. he'd traveled through many times before, even spreading roots for a few decades in what could only be defined as some of the best years of his life. however, he acknowledged (with immense chagrin) that the london air was probably the thing that disturbed him the most. all he could see, all he could smell, all he could feel... was nora.

struck down before the cure. taken from him before their reunion could have amounted to the years that they desperately deserved. two lives, ruined by greed and, probably, fate. perhaps his grudge reemerged unfairly, but his chest burned with the hatred of bill fucking compton again and again, now that he was faced with this scurrilous location once more.

maybe he should bring back the plague.

with a sweeping motion, he grumbled towards the general contentment before him, commenting to the other beside of him, "i think the only option here is sedation." he added, perhaps unfairly, "halloween," a derisive emphasis on the word, "should be fucking abolished." || @fcdcdmcmories

[daydrcamerss]

@tcrturedpcetsdep

mary had no memories of her life back home. no memories of the love she had once harboured for elias moore. or still harboured. however the sight of him had her stopping in her tracks, brows raised in confusion. who the hell was he and why... why did the sight of him cause such an unusual reaction within her? she cleared her throat, hoping it would get the other's attention. "do i know you?" mary questioned with a cock of her brow, cocking her head as she looked at him a little better. what was it about him? "you look... awful familiar but i just can't place that face."

[demongemz]

❝ don’t make promises you can’t keep. ❞ / will&phineas; @fcdcdmcmories

Will had been waiting for this after all Phineas had been coming for his daughter since Katherine's return. He didn't trust him at all, he knew that if Cecilia agreed to be saved by him it would just be another person controlling her life and he couldn't bear that. "what makes you so sure I can't keep my promises? I have nothing to do with anything Donna Sweet reported in her book those were lies. You think that everyone is scared of you and will bow down well, you just aren't that scary to me Phineas Pederson."

[loomingdread]

The hospital room was a cold and sterile prison, the steady beeping from the monitor almost mocking in its constant rhythm against Billy’s ragged breaths. His face was a mangled mess of cuts, scrapes and gashes that throbbed from ear to ear with every blink, forcing him to squint just to try and see anything at all past the tears of his own agonies. He was trapped and broken, seething with a rage that barely masked the frightened teenager trembling beneath. A low growl escaped him as he squinted through the tears, vision blurry but eventually clearing enough to recognise Christina. His bloodied lips curled into a snarl, his body tensing against the restraints. “What the hell are you doing here?” he spat, voice a battle between venom and pain. “Get out!” he barked, voice cracking as he lunged forward only to be jerked back by the handcuffs with a sharp clank, his body trembling with the pain of the effort. A sharp jolt shot through his ribs, making him gasp and bare his teeth. “I don’t need your pity, Christina. I don’t need you! You think you can just…just show up now? After everything?” His voice broke on the last words, a flicker of raw fear before he buried it under another grumble of pain, his hands clenched into fists. “Go away. Go back to hating me from a distance. I dont…I dont want you here.” His words were sharp, but his voice wavered. He didn’t want her to see him like this; broken and so very small.

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[sweetnsiimple]

"everything is meaningless without you." || matt & jacob || @fcdcdmcmories

"huh?" matt looks up from his phone, taken by surprise by the sudden statement. " are you talking to me or the car? because, really dude, it's no problem at all. i know it's a piece of shit car. i would just really rather not having to spend more money on a new one, you know?"

of course, there's always the secret third option that he was not talking about either and matt had just completely embarrassed himself. a likely and frequent occurrence.

"i-i mean, i tried taking a look and it looked... fine-ish? not like i know much, but it just... you know, goes perfectly fine for a few miles and then just dies. these aren't just from hitting the gym." he flexes his arms, he's lost count of how many times he's had to push the old thing around. though really it had been worse on his leg than any real arm workout he could've gotten out of it.

"maybe i'll just stop talking now, how 'bout that?"

[xtinyslip]

"this is unbelievable? I'M SORRY? what part of me leaving did you confuse as an invitation to bloody follow me. HM?" cecilia could have sworn that she had never stepped foot inside this building before. yet, when it had come to making her swift exist ; it was like she knew EXACTLY where to go. not that she could have held much trust in that, considering she had taken herself to a bloody dead end. the stairs or the elevator that seemed to only go in one direction. well, she told herself that any direction was better from this lunatic as she frustratingly pressed the button to call down the elevator. "i mean it! you do not want to mess with me!" @fcdcdmcmories

[daydrcamerss]

danny let out an uneasy chuckle. "honestly? that... that really makes two of us." he admitted, nodding his head slowly. "i died too. ended up here of all places." this place was... definitely a little more than weird, he couldn't help but wonder if someone with the shining was behind it. it had to be something like that, right? someone with a power. an ability. "well uh..." danny cleared his throat and offered an uneasy smile. "i'm danny. hello... guy who looks like me. a... lot like... me." he had no explanation for it but then... that often explained a lot about his life, didn't it? "times like these... i could... really do with a drink." he mused with a nervous laugh. @tcrturedpcetsdep

"WHAT THE- the hell are you, man?" joel had to blink once and twice and then again, because he had no idea of what the FUCK was actually going on in HERE. he had seen some strange things. fucking hell, he had died and he was VERY much not meant to be here and yet, this was happening and wasn't it STRANGE? with everything going on, regardless; he could not find it in himself to be bothered in the slightest. he just shrugged. "dunno. you're lookin' at a dead man walkin'. place weird like that."

/ @daydrcamerss

[daydrcamerss]

@tcrturedpcetsdep

"kiki?" simone questioned, voice quivering as she said the nickname. the other had broken her heart when she had fired her for something she wasn't even guilty of. yes, perhaps she should have been honest with her boss but the last thing she wanted was for kiki to be sad. "i... i didn't..." she shook her head and sniffled a little. "i didn't expect to see you here. are you... are you okay?" she questioned softly, swallowing the lump in her throat. she missed kiki. she missed her best friend.

[demongemz]

❝ Your kindness and ability to see the good in people, it’s the best thing about you. But people take advantage. ❞ / kat&phineas; @fcdcdmcmories

Katherine had to admit she had been trying everything she could to save her daughter from this backlash she'd failed her once and she wasn't about to let it happen again. Phineas had told her repeatedly that he'd changed and maybe she was putting that to the test with all her requests in trying to save her daughter. "Phineas, I don't think Max is like that, he says his clinic could use some help, and the hospital already has you what could I possibly offer?" she mused moving to wrap her arms around him smiling softly "Though I have to admit if I do get taken advantage of will my super strong knight come to my rescue?" she mused pouting slightly up at him.

[loomingdread]

The hospital room reeked of antiseptic, a sterile cage that did nothing to calm the feral fear Billy had of hospitals. He lay handcuffed to the bed, the metal biting into his wrists, his face a mess of jagged cuts and gashes that went across his nose and cheeks and burnt with every squint, forcing him to view the world through a watery haze of pain. As the door opened, Billy’s head snapped up. His vision was blurry with tears at first, but, as he finally made clear it was Parker, something shifted. His usual snarl faltered and his bloody lips twitched into a desperate grin as he slumped back against the pillow. “Parker…” His voice was raw, but there was a flicker of something calculated in his teary gaze. “You came. I knew you would.” He forced a weak cough, wincing dramatically as the movement pulled at his cuts. “They…They did this to me.” His voice trembled, “Elaine…she…she attacked me. I didn’t mean for it to happen…Not this bad. You get that, right? You said…You said you understood me.” His breathing hitched and a tear slipped down his cheek. “I don’t want to be here…They’re going to take me away. You…You won’t let them, right?”

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