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i've decided to go ahead with this!! under the cut are the older threads in my drafts that i've decided to keep going ♡ please dm me if you have any comments or concerns about anything ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ

on another note, i'm also going to start working on updating + cleaning my characters page! i'll be removing those i no longer have muse for and adding some new ones, as i've watched a few new shows that sparked some inspo so be on the look out for the post about that!!

scarlet and junior (someotherdog)

miranda and micah (egotistival)

valentina and cooper (peachfvzz)

vivica and alyx (peachfvzz)

benny and róisín (lambsgod)

benny and eden (sunliights)

vickie and archie (terrorbitch)

anaïs and dani (catastrophicxfailure)

would y'all be mad if i ... completely redid my character page and dropped most of my threads? 😭 i feel so bad doing that but it's gotten really overwhelming to look @ my drafts. i don't know where to start most of the time so maybe dropping a few would help??

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would y'all be mad if i ... completely redid my character page and dropped most of my threads? 😭 i feel so bad doing that but it's gotten really overwhelming to look @ my drafts. i don't know where to start most of the time so maybe dropping a few would help??

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charlie has come to accept that he'll always be on the run from something; from his past, from the undead, from other goddamn survivors.. he hasn't realized it yet but every time he ends up somewhere, especially places deemed as being safe, he expects it to crash and burn. to him, it's just a matter of time before something bad happens ... charlie isn't a believer in god anymore but he's praying this time is different. this group has to work out.. it has to.

homme nods, humming quietly. "you've certainly got a welcoming set of skills." charlie drinks whatever is left in his cup before setting it down. he leans his elbows against the table and interlocks his fingers. "we've got some time to kill before leo gets back.. he'll throw a fit if we don't wait 'til he gets back to call the meeting." it's pretty much set in stone that she's going to be staying with them⸻ there's no reason why she wouldn't. but still, it's only right to wait until everyone in the group can have a say. "want a, uhh, tour of our humble abode while we wait?"

there's something oddly reassuring about them sharing the same name. it's small, flimsy, but it's something. his reaction says more than he intends. she can't pin it down exactly. she just knows she feels like, as he said, he too is someone with good intentions. "i figured as much," she says. "and i thought i was careful. i didn't take any risks, tried to not attract attention and play it safe. ultimately it didn't matter."

charlie nods, understanding. she bets they got their own miniature democracy going. she'd practiced, silently, how to plead her case if it came down to it. she is no hunter, and she certainly is no fighter. but she had managed to maintain her own garden and use for sustenance. "i know. and i completely understand. i umm... i kept a garden back at the house and fed myself for months. and i can sew too, fix up clothes or make something from scratch. i can help—just not with weapons." there's more she could offer, but she holds back, studying the other charlie and waiting for his assessment.

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vivica leans her arms against the bridge railing. she takes a long drag of a cigarette before saying, "this place is cursed."

closed starter for @peachfvzz ♡ sc

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need to get back in that writing mindset!! ♡ for a short starter ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ

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not having muse to write makes me sad :( i find i've been logging on, scrolling the dash a bit and then logging back off.. writing makes me happy and i have some really fun threads going rn. i feel bad that i haven't been on as much lately

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corner of her lips tugs upwards as halle talks about the merged closet, makes her desire for a sister grow ten times stronger. "nah, you can come to the door .. i've mentioned you before so he'll be familiar with your name." she's starting to get excited. as wrong as it feels to sneak behind her father's back, daisy has been craving a sense of freedom. "so, uh," she fiddles with her fingers. "what do people usually do at parties?"

" they're in my closet so... no? i don't think she'd really mind honestly. at this point it's easy to forget which clothes are mine and which are hers. we should just merge closets for one giant one. " she really didn't think tessa would mind too much even if she did spot that whatever daisy wore happened to belong to her. " perfect... you want me to come to the door or is your dad too protective for that? "

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the situation they've found themselves in would be hard without a child thrown into the mix. freddie can't even begin to think about how he would explain this to a five year old; perhaps put it in a story or a song. "i feel like the worst is behind us." at least, god, he hopes so. the whole journey just to get here is something he wouldn't wish on his worst enemy — the worst part is that this is just the beginning.

he hums sympathetically. "they should've .. i'll check the bathroom." freddie walks away to return a few minutes later holding two small pills in one hand and a glass of water in the other. "they only had aspirin.. but it should help." he offers what he has to his unofficial 'wife'. "so, uh, do you know if they already assigned us names?—" he plops next to remy on the couch. "—or if we get to pick our own?"

a closed starter for @analoghorrors from remy ramirez, based on [ x ].

" -- doing this whole thing with a five year old is going to get trying," she murmured as she walked down the stairs after putting her daughter to bed. "she doesn't understand why she has to answer to a new name now. she doesn't know why mumma has a new name or why daddy is suddenly in her life." remy rubbed her forehead and walked into the living room before sinking into the couch and she pressed against her temples. "i'm getting a migraine. did they give us like tylenol or whatever here?" she asked. "i can't get any of my meds until tomorrow and my migraine meds are one of them."

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she can't let the mask slip.

vera was slowly, unknowingly, gaining a sense of consciousness within the past few months. keeping quiet about it seemed like her best bet when she finally realized what was happening; who knows what the corporation would do to her if that fact became public knowledge ... probably be disassembled and analyzed or end up in pieces at the junkyard.

one cloudy afternoon, vera returns to the kitchen after hanging up some laundry. she stops abruptly as she becomes aware of the eyes that had been staring at her since she walked in. vera hadn't realized it but she was humming while doing the daily chores⸻ something that's only present in deviant androids.

"hm? what is it?" head tilts slightly. "is there something you need?"

open to all character model AX400: "vera" (immortal, housekeeper android) information vera is an android whose model who is still in early development, released only to a select few of people— your character being one of them, whether they were expecting her or not is up to you. things were going smoothly at first but they're starting to realize that something isn't quite right with vera..

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"oh, yeah.. makes sense." femme hums softly. scarlet doesn't have a clue about how cops think or how to deal with them, would turn herself in for stealing a pack of gum if the urge had crossed her mind growing up. she hasn't had much time to process what junior told only minutes prior⸻ they haven't even turned off their street yet. she sighs, turning down the radio. "could you go over exactly what happened for me again, please? ... slowly."

junior tossed her a cynical glare, then returned his gaze to the open road in front of them. “why do you think, scar?” he retorted, hands slippery on the steering wheel. “they’d never believe me. a killer for an older brother and my previous arrest?” of course, that arrest had been for drug possession, but still, the cops wouldn’t care. “might as well just walk right into the jail cell for ‘em. sorry, love, no cops.”

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"mm.. don't know about that one, chief." frankie lays his head on the coverless pillow and crosses one leg over the other. "you're the one with the problem here, i just tried to make peace ... which means you'll have to tell me how comfy the hall floor is tomorrow morning." he reaches into the side of his backpack — which he forgot to remove before getting into bed — and takes out a small ball before playing catch with himself. "sorry dude, i don't make the rules. not my fault you hold grudges." frankie feels as though what he said and did wasn't as bad as it could have been, though part of him understands the bitterness. he stops tossing the ball. "k but for real though ... i'm sorry."

" no. " simply spoken, head shaking when she turned around to face the owner of the voice. arms folded across her chest, and she waited for him to leave, not expecting him to try and make conservation with her after that week. her eyes rolled as she turned back to the stuff she had spread over the bed she claimed as her own. " no, no. i still have pretty hard feelings. so i'd grab your suitcase if i were you, check if you've got the right room and if you have, go beg for a swap or something. i don't care if you end up sleeping in the hall. "

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"is that right?" hunter asks, still petting nyx. "now i feel pretty special." she didn't mean to make this unexpected connection with the kitten. there simply wasn't anything else to do while she waited for the other; and who sees an animal and doesn't automatically gravitate towards them? "lucky for her, i don't have any pet waiting for me at home ... maybe one day though." it's a frequent consideration for her— she wouldn't mind coming home to a furry companion every night. "who's the sweetest little kitty?" hunter laughs as the kitten playfully swats at her fingers. it absolutely melts her heart. "she really isn't like this with anyone else?"

a closed starter for @analoghorrors from isabella jepson, based on [ x ].

she was distracted as she got dressed, by the moment she heard meowing, she knew what was going on. isabella walked into the next room and saw them knelt beside nyx, her kitten. "...she really has taken a liking to you, you know? she's not like that with anyone but me," the model chuckled and she sat down on the floor beside them. a sigh escaped her and she smiled as she watched them practically coo at her kitten and she wrinkled up her nose. "just don't break her heart and tell her if you have your own pets at home or something."

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for muses that are getting to know each other

❝ what's your favorite color and why? ❞

❝ can i come with you? ❞

❝ you have a nice smile, has anyone ever told you that before? ❞

❝ how do you take your coffee? ❞

❝ sorry, what was your name again? ❞

❝ it just occurred to me i never asked you what your last name is. ❞

❝ actually we've met before. ❞

❝ i've heard a few things about you. ❞

❝ care to join me? ❞

❝ i'm not really sure why i trust you. ❞

❝ i don't usually talk this much, it just feels easy to say stuff when you're listening. ❞

❝ i know we don't know each other that well but if you wanna talk about it... ❞

❝ could you help me with something? ❞

❝ do you like it here? ❞

❝ are you new around here? ❞

❝ you can ask me anything you want. i promise i'll answer truthfully except the things i feel like lying about. ❞

❝ i don't mean to be too forward, you just seem like you could use a friend right now. ❞

❝ you can come with me. i mean if you don't have anyone waiting for you. ❞

❝ we're friends now. you can ask me for help. ❞

❝ do you like this music? i can change it. ❞

❝ what are your favorite snacks? ❞

❝ really? i wouldn't have guessed that about you. ❞

❝ do you mind if i ask about it? ❞

ACTIONS:

VISIT: for sender to go to receiver's home for the first time

VISITED: for receiver to go to sender's home for the first time

CRYING: for sender to see receiver cry for the first time

CRIED: for receiver to see sender cry for the first time

BEGIN: sender and receiver are on their first date together

TRIP: our muses go on a group trip but end up stuck together, away from the rest of their friends.

SITUATION: our muses are acquainted because one of them is their friend's roommate. muse a shows up when their friend isn't there and ends up hanging out with muse b one on one.

GO: our muses go to a zoo or theme park together and get lost.

INVITE: sender cooks for receiver for the first time

INVITED: receiver cooks for sender for the first time

TOGETHER: our muses spend the night for the first time

TRY: our muses hooked up and are hanging out the next day

COMFORT: sender is going through a break up and receiver offers to cheer them up

COMFORTED: receiver is going through a break up and sender offers to cheer them up

OFFER: sender gives receiver a ride to the airport/picks them up

OFERED: receiver gives sender a ride to the airport/picks them up

AID: sender helps receiver redecorate

AIDING: receiver helps sender redecorate

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his face is riddled with concern. he turns to the other, puzzled. "she's been missing since friday and you're not worried?"

@finclgicls sent "💬" from this meme ♡ with freddie mccormick

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"so, let me get this straight—" scarlet anxiously twirls her hair. "—you had time to call the police..?" she doesn't look at the other, instead staring at the houses and cars as they pass by. "why didn't you?"

@someotherdog sent "💬" from this meme ♡ with scarlet gillespie

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ADRIA ARJONA AS BIX CALEEN.