firehills
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Learning how to strike a flame and draw hellfire from nothing.
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–AND THIS IS HOW IT FEELS TO TAKE A FALL!
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In moments of crisis, panic does nothing. | GOD OF WAR: RAGNAROK
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Coming back to this blog for my ocs and also for Kratos bc of that new trailer - hello everyone
#OUTOFFIRE#lots has happened since i've last been on this blog a Whole Month Ago#i've got covid my mom had another surgery and the semester started and i wish for death#and that's not even the tip of the ice berg#but i will Manage
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myersbprd:
When John hears the voice, he does stop. He’s quick to take in the spectral image of a child who has appeared before him; she evokes the memory of someone he knows the longer their gazes hold. “You’re right — I don’t.” Although his surprise at her sudden emergence is likely evident on his countenance, only a beat passes before he continues his reply. “I’ve heard about this place, and the kind of people who live here.” Even if John hadn’t, the girl in front of him would serve as proof enough of that. “But that’s also why I have to be here.”
“Why?” Echoed voice prods after his last statement, her own surprise matching the level of that which is shown on his features. She’s confused, and as such the spectral image moves closer, hair covering the mark on her neck; the cause of her death. He could leave, never turn back, go away from her final resting place, why does he need to be here? “Why would anyone have to be here? The woods are dangerous, the things inside will hurt you,” Only because of her, which she does not add. “What are you here for?”
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unbelong:
there is no hesitation as hellboy sits down across from susana, nostrils flaring a bit as he inhales the sweet smell of jasmine tea. he doesn’t know why she called him here, but they both know hb would come running whenever she did. ‘am i supposed to be scared now?’ he teases, taking a sip, unfazed by the temperature.
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“No, no, anything but,” She followed along, jokingly waving off the notion with her own cup in hand. “I just made too much tea, figured you could sit and join.” Truth be told, Susana does this for those she has taken under her wing- If she ever makes more than she needs of anything, she’ll always invite someone else over to enjoy it. She had some extra tea and as such, thought it would be nice to invite him, if only for a moment. Though, she will admit, she has heard of some news from her niece, so perhaps she also wanted to know how they were doing in terms of that. “How are things?” She starts, setting her tea down to cool. “I heard about the news from Lily the other day, everything going well?”
#unbelong#susana ;; thread#my tags on this blog are so messed up but kasjfhvfv#she is concerned mom friend
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if whatever was waiting for them inside didn’t kill him, going up these stairs would. hb stops halfway through, one large and one small hand on his knees as he catches his breath. ‘i’ve forgotten what it’s like t’feel young,’
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“As have I.” Despite not being quite human, Abe had already felt the fatigue a third of the way up, and compared to HB, he was just about ready to crumble to the floor. To think, both of them go through rigorous training/exercise on their own accord and yet, a staircase beats them. “Do you think there may be a chance the creature would be willing to.. I don’t know, meet us down here?” His attempt at a joke.
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Muse roulette! Hit the like for a starter with a random muse picked by a name wheel.
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Muse roulette! Hit the like for a starter with a random muse picked by a name wheel.
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@5minutetorture II Muse Roulette / Lady Dimitrescu
“My, what have we here..” Smooth voice suddenly announces her presence as she bent her way through the threshold of the room. It would appear a little trespasser had found their way into castle Dimitrescu, and that her daughters had yet to snuff him out. Ah, well.. she can take care of that. “We weren’t expecting any house guests for dinner, but I’m sure my daughters will enjoy the addition to the courses..”
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HELL’S ISLAND - A REVAMPED HORROR RP VERSE. ALL FANDOMS / MUSES WELCOME!
“WAKE UP, THE EXPERIMENT BEGINS NOW, MY LITTLE GUINEA PIGS..”
You have found yourself trapped, stranded upon a seemingly abandoned island. As soon as you stand up, your horrifying tale of survival will begin.. A green glow emits from your arm, and a quick look will show you the bracelet pinned to it, showing off your subject ID number. You cannot tear it off, it is PINNED to your wrist and for good reason. It controls a special virus that has been injected into each muse. Be mindful of its little green light, it will change color in response to your fear.. if it turns red, you will become what you fear. I should note that you are not entirely alone, there are other little birds and guinea pigs scattered across the island, trapped in the same cage as you.. And, as you may soon find, there are also a few failed guinea pigs, lying in wait amongst the shadows. They await your presence with an ever eager appetite.
“I AM GOING TO THROW EACH OF YOU TO THE WALL.. TO SEE WHO STICKS, AND WHO DOESN’T..”
This island is an experiment in and of itself, my pride and joy. Infected and monsters of all ilk run rampant here and new variations will appear in time. Perfectly isolated and far away from any country’s coast or any hint of civilization, your only hope to live is to adapt. If you do not adapt, you will not survive. Also, a word of advice, be mindful of what you do. There are cameras in every nook and cranny here, I will be watching. If you make the foolish attempt at an early escape.. my dear little Gregor, that is CHEATING! You would not wish to do that, now would you?
“MY ESCAPE IS DEATH.. BUT NOT THIS ONE.”
You cannot simply escape, there is no flying away or teleporting. You will have all your other powers, but the ability to escape the way you normally would has been inhibited by your bracelet. Your only escape will be survival.. or death. The choice is yours..
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THIS IS A REVAMPED HORROR GROUP RP VERSE LOOSELY BASED UPON RESIDENT EVIL REVELATIONS 2. ALL FANDOMS ARE WELCOME TO JOIN IN, YOU DON’T HAVE TO BE FROM A HORROR FANDOM. FOR MORE INFORMATION AND TO SIGN UP FOR THE FEAR BASED INSANITY, PLEASE JOIN OUR DISCORD: https://discord.gg/W3WrZkFTgY
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@myersbprd II Muse Roulette / Rose Bonacorso
“..Stop.” The echoing voice of a young girl sounds out, the image of a child coming into view as soon as the other enters into the deeper woods of this dreadful town. This area has been the spirit’s home for over a decade now, her haunt, and it is here where those townsfolk that once terrorized her and her sister get what they deserve. This new person, while she did not know for sure whether she liked him or not, did not deserve such a travesty, and as such she continues. “..You do not want to be here.”
#myersbprd#rose ;; thread#i need to fix my tags aksjbvhsdfv#also i got rose for u and figured i could toss my ghost verse for her @ myers
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let’s fucking go
Muse roulette! Hit the like for a starter with a random muse picked by a name wheel.
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Muse roulette! Hit the like for a starter with a random muse picked by a name wheel.
#OUTOFFIRE#a few people are doing this on the dash and i just??? like the idea of it#i'm gonna put every muse on here onto a color wheel and spin it for a name
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no matter what anyone says i will gladly skip over season 3 entirely in my eleven’s canon.
#OUTOFFIRE#i simply do not vibe with season 3#i'd say the only thing i would keep from that season is max and jane's friendship#one of these days i'll dig up my post on my aus of season 3
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100 ways to say ‘ i love you ’ sentence starters ↪ skins uk edition. alter as you see fit
“wake up [name], you twat.”
“do you want a coke or something?”
“can i carry your books?”
"i like that you’re funny Iooking.”
"oh thank you, you’re so nice.”
"you fancy me?”
"i think that could have gone a lot worse, don’t you?”
"we’ll miss you, won’t we?”
[ text ] : EAT
"have you always had that mole?”
"i’m respecting. believe me, i’m respecting.”
"you alright? do you want to dance?”
"do you want me to walk you home?”
"we’ll make ourselves comfy, yeah?”
“shall i give you head?”
"i’m gonna get an early night. coming to bed?”
"i’ll give you head - that’s friendship.”
“but what about you? you’ve got bigger problems than me.”
"i like your hair.”
"and i’m really, really sorry for being a slut, okay?”
"i realised something. i’ve been an idiot.”
"and i was hoping maybe you’d give me another chance?”
"you’re clever, funny, and … very, very pretty.”
"so i’ll see you around.”
”[name], you came! i mean, cool, i mean … i wasn’t sure you would.”
“do you think they’ll give us a joint cell?”
"i don’t want this to be difficult.”
"did you get beaten up?”
"i want to speak to you, and i think you want to speak to me.”
"kiss me again.”
"come on, i’m taking you for breakfast.”
"happy birthday, mate.”
"there’s something i have to get off my chest and if i don’t, i’m afraid everything might just totally go to shit.”
"come to bed with me. please.”
"you’re my best friend, but i really don’t know what the fuck you’re on about most of the time.”
"see? i remembered your favourite.”
"look, sorry, [name]. but your mum says we gotta take you home.”
"come out. i’ll get you dancing.”
"do i have to gay you now?”
"right, i know it might seem a bit fast, but, well, i think we’re ready, so, er, [name] … i want you to move in with me.”
"let’s talk. fill me in with everything. every little detail.”
"we can carry on pretending, if it makes you feel any better.”
"and i fucking love you.”
"wow! you’ve got a wacker lot of doughnuts.”
"cheeky.”
"thanks for keeping schtum.”
"hi, i made tea.”
"i brought vodka. was that right?”
"i’ll show you how to do a blowjob.”
"i missed you… i missed you too much.”
"i think you can do anything.”
"it’s also nice just being with you, when you’re not being a prick, that is.”
"you alright?”
"i know you, [name]. i know you’re lonely. i think you need someone to want you. well, i do want you. so be brave. and want me back!”
"fuck you.”
"can’t we just sit like this … for a bit?”
"this is a once-only charity event, you understand?”
"i bought a fucking gateaux.”
"please. can we start again?”
"facebook really needs to hear about this.”
"you’re very stalkable.”
"i was scared!”
"i am so proud of you.”
"don’t you think you’ve had enough?”
"she’s lovely, isn’t she?”
"you look nice in that dress.”
"you are doing so well, sweetheart.”
"so you’re mental, and i’m useless.”
"so, what are we doing next, mystery girl?”
"i’ll never forget you.”
"hi. i got eggs. we can have eggs, yeah? and red bulls and pain au chocolat.”
"i’d die for you. i love you. i love you so much and it’s killing me.”
"don’t take any crap this time.”
"badass.”
"you’ve totally got, like, ‘fuck me’ eyes, girl. totally ‘fuck me sideways’ eyes.”
"maybe we can go together.”
"don’t be an ass hat and people will like you more.”
"i’m trying to understand your way, but you won’t let me.”
"you’ve got quite a rep, but you’re actually pretty sound.”
"you’ve got to stick it to the man, bruv.”
"you need to sort yourself out.”
"remember when we were kids and we used to talk about just… just fucking it, running away and becoming roadies?”
"everything is going to be fine, i promise you.”
"hi, you look nice.”
"you may live your life as you want.”
"we’ll do a girls’ night in.”
"you’re a shape-shifter of happiness.”
"it’s not like we’re getting married! it was one dinner!”
"thank you, my henna-handed honcho.”
"i’m sorry. i was just looking for somewhere a bit quiet.”
"it’s heavenly.”
"why aren’t you here?”
"i tried to ring you.”
"everything’s better. here you are again.”
"i’ll dance with you.”
"what’s happened to you, [name]?”
"i didn’t wanna tell you this when you were all smitten and shit but you can do better.”
“oh, my god! oh, my god! i’m so glad you came!”
"i promise. everything’s going to be alright.”
"i love you.”
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@the-dimitrescu-seamstress II Starter Call
“Magda, dear, I assume you have been well,” After bending to cross the threshold of the seamstress’s quarters, the lady of the house exchanges her pleasantries as she stands straight, returning to her full height. “I would hope you do not mind the sudden request, but my daughters have been asking about new cloaks for a few days now, they seem to have torn theirs to shreds..” Her girls are quite the messy fighters, but she’s proud of them all the same.
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// Life in Hawkins, Indiana //
MOODBOARD //
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