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　　　BLOODSTAINED   AND   MOTHEATEN,     hem   drags   polished   floors.     a   horror⸻one   lesser   than   its   lord⸻springs   up   from   its   center   in   porcelain   flesh,     armed   by   teeth   and   talon   …   and   so   she   roams,     no   more   a   shark   to   circle   its   tank   and   befriend   what   it   ought   to   nourish;     predator   amongst   prey   /   all – devouring   nature.　　 ⁽ ¹⠀carrd. ⠀ ⁽ ²⠀playlist.

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duel: terror stories taken from the 2003 richard matheson book.

you’d think it was a holiday.

hey, where are you, kiddo?

there’s no one else to talk to so i’ll have to talk to myself.

you’d better stay in bed today. that’s a bad cough you have.

kid, this has caught me as wide open as you.

i’m taping my voice.

you can go to sleep in my lap.

shh, darling. get your breath.

never did eat a big breakfast. don’t believe in it.

you don’t have to talk, sweetheart.

if you say a word of it to anybody i’ll have to leave you behind.

just stay close to me.

please. it won’t do any good.

this is my island.

don’t jump the gun. i don’t want that on my conscience.

you’re in good physical condition.

i’m not a day-dreamin’ kid.

no one takes any risks. that’s an order.

would you help a buddy?

we’ll go by bus.

going to be a nice day.

and when next you opened your eyes, you were back in this room.

i’m not stopping you. you’re stopping yourself.

and remember, this is war. and only war.

you dumb bastard.

i wish i was a poor fool. a poor fool who could believe in something.

hon, get your robe. you’ll catch cold.

god closes a bright curtain on our play.

nothing, darling, nothing. i’m just nervous.

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“ cinnamon. rolls. now. ”

“ you do know saying please goes an awfully long way, regardless of the ring on your finger. ”

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finally have time to finish any set up here ... still under v heavy construction but if u have any questions regarding verses n whatnot all her info is stashed up in my brain / ready to dump until her carrd is updated

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it's nicer to live in her head some nights. she’s free to follow the fragmented memories of spiralling hallways and grandeur, venture through without limitation. in her thoughts she’s showing mary every nook and cranny she could have possibly found, every little thing that caught her by the heart and whispered yearnings of being a forever home. the regret of leaving it, that she went looking for an identity only to have left the one she wanted behind.

“ home. ” it makes her feel guilty. the idea that she ran already, had been given an opportunity and didn't cherish it. the nagging of a conscience she’s been told wasn’t worth anything to her like this; was she being selfish ? “ not that home— the house my grandmother gave me, i stayed in it for a while before i came down here. it was quiet, like you were in one of the few places the world hadn’t found yet, ”

there’s a passing moment, deathly still when she finishes, head lulled against the warmth of mary’s form. “ she told me you could disappear down there for eons and it just ... wouldn’t matter— ” a laugh, then, until finally— “ she also told me if i was any bit normal that should have worried me, so. ”

　　　⛧　　　 @canidevour   sent,     “  i   don’t   wanna   be   anything   but   i   would   do   anything   just   to   run   away.  ”

　　　her   shoulders   roll   in   some   fleeting   effort   to   shake   off   what   can’t   be   but   of   course,   there   lingers   the   what   if   of   it   all.   she   looks   away,   she   looks   anywhere   that   heather   isn’t   and   hopes   ⸻   prays,   even   ⸻   this   won’t   bury   her,   too,   but   it   is.   it   buries   her   now:   in   late   nights   tucked   against   a   porch,   in   early   mornings   with   her   fingers   carded   through   platinum,   in   afternoons   with   her   leg   slotted   between   heather’s   and   heather   in   her   arms.   i’d   run   away   with   you   if   the   guilt   couldn’t   kill   us.

　　　instead,   mary   counters;     “  yeah?   you   think   so?  ”     it   is   dull,   and   it   is   soft,   and   for   this   reason   it   is   ugly.   she   wishes   confession   came   easier;   she   wishes   her   muddled   sort   of   romance   was   just   that.   romance.     “  where   would   you   go?   anywhere   in   the   world.   where   do   you   wanna   be?  ”

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actions speak louder than words non - verbal / action prompts from yours truly. (add a "swap" to swap the sender/receiver in the prompt (or just do it manually).)

back, sender gives receiver a back hug.

beckon, sender beckons receiver closer with a finger.

blood, sender cleans blood off of receiver.

book, sender helps receiver get a book from a higher part of the shelf.

care, sender takes care of receiver when they're sick.

catch, sender catches receiver by the waist after they bump into each other.

choke, sender saves receiver from choking by giving them the heimlich.

cold, sender places their jacket over receiver's shoulders.

cry, sender wipes tears off receiver's face with their thumbs.

dance, sender sticks a hand out to receiver and invites them to dance.

dip, sender skinny dips in front of receiver and invites them to join.

dog, sender's dog pulls them in receiver's direction.

drive, sender drives receiver somewhere in their car.

drag, sender drags receiver into a room and closes the door behind them.

draw, sender draws receiver like one of their french girls.

face, sender turns receiver's face towards them.

flower, sender gives receiver a flower.

footsie, sender initiates footsie with receiver under the table.

forehead, sender presses their forehead against receiver's.

grab, sender grabs receiver's wrist to stop them from leaving.

jump, sender jumps onto receiver's back.

kiss, sender kisses receiver.

link, sender links arms with receiver while walking.

massage, sender offers receiver a massage.

patch, sender patches up receiver's wounds.

piano, sender teaches receiver how to play the piano.

pin, sender pins receiver's hands behind their back.

pluck, sender plucks something out of receiver's hair.

press, sender presses receiver against a wall.

propose, sender proposes to receiver.

quiet, sender gestures for receiver to be quiet.

rest, sender rests their head on receiver's shoulder.

serenade, sender serenades receiver with a song.

sign, sender walks into a sign and receiver sees.

size, sender measures the size of their hand against receiver's.

shoes, sender removes receiver's shoes for them.

sun, sender rubs sunblock onto receiver's back.

tattoo, sender gives receiver a tattoo.

tie, sender helps tie receiver's tie.

tuck, sender tucks receiver's hair behind their ear.

umbrella, sender lets receiver under their umbrella.

warning, sender presses a knife against receiver's neck as a warning.

zip, sender needs receiver's help to zip up the back of their dress.

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#DOGSTRAYS,   an  independent,  private  and  selective  single  muse  roleplaying  blog  featuring  heather sheppard,  an original muse written for horror, theatrical, fandomless and supernatural verses,  with love by rubi. ( twenty - one,  she / her, gmt. ) est 2017, revived in 2020.   features heavy themes of body horror, vampirism and abuse, proceed with discretion. a study in generational abuse, biting the hand that feeds and resisting your calling.

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