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freshly revamped blog just dropped . . . @ursovain !
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might be making a new blog to start fresh <3 if i do , lms + i’ll follow u on the new one !
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might be making a new blog to start fresh <3 if i do , lms + i’ll follow u on the new one !
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open to : m / f / nb ! context : hell fest vibes u know. they go to a theme park that’s all halloween themed n perhaps the scarers are k.illers on main posing under the guise of the park.
“ i’m NOT going back in there. ” although her words might have come out in harsh whispers , there’s a violent shake of her head as a hand lifts to swipe at the single tear tracing down her cheek. camden has to glance towards the building’s door , jaw clenching as she did so. “ i’m telling you … it’s not some tacky haunted house , okay ? they killed that girl in there. it was real , i swear to god it was. we have to get the fuck out of here. ”
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* rhys ┅ devilmcnt.
what she did with whatever guy caught her eye was no longer any business of his, and yet he still found himself getting annoyed when she agreed with him. maybe she didn’t have feelings for him anymore, it would make sense given everything she’s been doing and what’s happened on this awful trip. he’d never asked her what would have happened if things were reversed, if some pretty but bland employee in that store had leaned over the counter and smiled slowly at him while she rung through their items. he had been so focused on the annoyance of it happening to taryn that he hadn’t wondered what if. “you wouldn’t have and yet you get pissed at me when i don’t ignore it when it happens to you”, he counters as she spins to face him now. he’s very tempted to warn her about the dangers of walking backward down a less than car worthy road but rhys has other things on his mind right now. did she realise how hypocritical her actions were? “it kind of does, at least to me. you’re giving me shit for just bringing up the thing with you and that guy and yet if it happened to me you’d do the exact same thing.” which meant that although he had assumed she didn’t care anymore she clearly did. skirting around a pot hole he looks briefly past her toward where the shoddy motel main lobby ( is it considered a lobby if there’s only one rickety chair and a lopsided brochure stand? ) comes into view. “either way, at least we know those guys back there aren’t kidnapping people and offering them to satan. or at least they’re not doing it before 9pm.” but it was the night time when you really had to worry, right? no good horror movie ever reached its crescendo in the middle of the day. “i still can’t believe they don’t sell coke fucking zero, what kind of town is this?” thinking about that lack lustre store was a lot smarter than dwelling on what remained unsaid between the two of them.
“ okay , but it didn’t happen to you , rhys. ” the hypocrisy she’s giving off becomes a blind spot , something blatantly ignored by her own self as taryn tries not to envision him with somebody else. she hadn’t done it intentionally to make him jealous , but it couldn’t have felt nice . . . especially if he still liked her in any way , just like she still liked him. things were just complicated , though , and she wasn’t ready to confront that. “ you have too much hope in the world. ” blonde mutters , turning again to face forward as she picked up speed just a bit more. as far as she could tell , they hadn’t been followed , but that didn’t mean the two of them were in the clear yet. “ it’s a stupid fucking town , that’s what it is. ” the mutter comes through a shiver as she reaches the door , nearly skipping inside and glancing around to see the only desk now vacant with a ‘ be back later ’ post - it stuck on the surface. taryn plucked it off , lips pressing together forcefully before she glanced back towards rhys. “ this place just gets worse and worse. i don’t have a key. do you ? ”
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* hunter ┅ sinshrs.
scoffs , aggreived blonde unable to swallow her discontent . ❝ simple question or not , you have no place to ask me something like that . it shouldn’t concern you . ❞ optics evades his gaze , placing her attention elsewhere . ❝ . . . at least not anymore . ❞
“ it shouldn’t , but it does. ” alex’s answer is set in stone , nearly demanding as he attempts to keep his guard up. shoulders remain tense , hands tucked defensively into his underarms as the male tries not to COMPLETELY snap. “ i don’t think you know how feelings work , hunter. i can’t just shut them off. ” his head tilts , lower lip pulled between his teeth as he shrugs. “ not when it comes to you. ”
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* riggs ┅ sinshrs.
❝ i’d like to think that’d be the best option ― for the both of us . ❞ stern timbre , digits rake through beard . ❝ but i get this feeling that you’re not gonna make this easy . nothing’s ever easy with you , rosalyn . ❞
for both of us. cop out answer causes her jaw to fall slack , tongue grazing over the inside of her lower lip as rose allowed her gaze to last one more moment longer before it moved from him. “ fuck off , riggs. ” it probably wasn’t her most CLASSY response , but she’s never felt more disappointed. “ you’re not doing this for me , you’re doing this for you and we both know it. ”
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closed for @viletongue .
“ how many times are we gonna do this ? ” there’s exhaustion coating her tone this time , all the previous ANGER and RESENTMENT now pent up for another time as blonde’s fingertips graze her own arms gently. it’s in thought , provokes an obviously defeated sigh before her head dips. “ i can’t . . . we can’t keep fighting like this. i’m tired. ”
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so who's gonna give me a dwd plot .
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* GIF ICONS ( … ) 𝘬𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘪 𝘮𝘦𝘥𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴.
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* daxton ┅ hallowesque.

the dark haired male couldn’t help but suppress a laugh. of course she was questioning the fact that he had a butler, as most people who had no idea who he was ( … ) would. his eyes fixated on the femme’s figure, taking in every inch of her. his body growing hot as he thought about different things he could show her, not just rooms of the house but what they could do in those said rooms. blinking the heated thoughts from his mind, he watched as his butler carried her things away, making a smile appear on his features as he reached a hand out wishing for her to grab onto either his hand or wrap her arm around his so he could show her around the mansion. ❛ i take it you’re not used to these kinds of things, miss alwin ? ❜ dax questioned, an eyebrow arching as he made his way down the driveway & toward the mansion itself. he figured it would be best to start with showing her where she would be staying, introduce her to a few people & maybe then he could show her to his favorite place in the house. ❛ daxton fraiser. feel free to call me dax. but don’t tell anyone i allowed you to do so. ❜ he chuckled, before opening the doors to the place he called home.

eyes trail from his features down to his hand , hesitant pull forward only surfacing due to her complete awe in how stunning everything around her was – daxton included. tess had to clear her throat to snap out of her own trance , arm lifting to snake around his in acceptance of his offer. still , he’s a stranger and she’s been WARNED many times by her friends , so she stands just a bit off from him while they walk. “ no , definitely not. i’m pretty sure my apartment’s , like . . . the size of the porch. ” if that’s even what it was. tess didn’t know all the fancy names , nor did she really care to know them. the door becomes the center of her attention for a moment , shoulders rolling in discomfort at just how big the place was compared to where she lived back at home. it seemed like a completely different world now. “ dax. ” the name is mumbled to imprint it into her own memory , shoulders falling more now as she relaxes. walking inside , she can’t stop the pull of her lips apart at how grand the entirety of the entrance truly was. she’d never been anywhere close to this , never had a chance to see such detailed and overly priced furniture that she somehow didn’t hate. “ your home is . . . ” her head shakes in disbelief , head turning only to catch a glimpse of the door as it shut. then a breathy laugh falls and tess has to draw her gaze back towards daxton. “ it’s beautiful. ”
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* riggs ┅ sinshrs.
❝ we’ve just been fooling ourselves . this never was what it should’ve been . ❞
“ so that’s it ? you’re just done ? ”
#sinshrs#♡ prose * rosalyn salazar.#♡ narrative * rose & riggs.#rose is a p.a. + dancer so we love this dynamic already .#we love angst <3
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♡ starter call. i need some fresh things n would love to get back into the groove of writing <3 i’ll msg u to specify muses x
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* hunter ┅ sinshrs.
❝ it’s none of your business and i don’t fucking answer to you . ❞
“ why are you getting so defensive ? i asked a SIMPLE QUESTION , hunter. it’s not some fucking interrogation. chill out. ”
#sinshrs#i would die 4 her .#this is alex . and i hate him <3 lKJSLDKJSD#he's a chef but he's also a ? Brat.
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* riven ┅ hallowesque.

🕸️ . . . SUPRISE STARTER FOR, @madluhv.
❛ have i ever told you what a pretty mouth you have ? even when it’s spitting bullshit lies ? ❜

“ have i ever told you how hot it is when you get all condescending with me ? ( . . . ) – i think it’s gonna look SO MUCH PRETTIER when i’m begging on my knees for you to forgive me , don’t you ? ”
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* daxton ┅ hallowesque.

his life had been pretty complicated from the moment he was born. his family was weird in their ways & the things he was forced to experience once would’ve had him running away. but when he got a real feel for how things were & how it made him feel . . . it all worked out. he was a rich man who could make anyone happy. that’s why he became friends with tess’s family, hoping the make the young femme happy. he wanted to shower her with riches, exploit her to his customs & hopefully soon make her his wife. although he told himself he would never marry for love, only companionship, he had a feeling that . . . that’s not how things were going to go for him & his beloved tess. he had been stalking the young femme for months now, learning what she loved, what her routine was & just about anything he could get his hands on. he also spent a lot of time stalking her social media, which only resulted in late night fantasies about what their life in bed would be like as soon as she got here. he had to shake the thoughts from his brain, because he wanted to be on his best behavior for the first night she was here. licking his lips & extending a hand out for her to shake . . . he just stood there silently waiting for her to take on to his kind gesture. ❛ actually you're the first to arrive, the other’s will be coming in later tonight. my butler daniel will be taking your things to your room. would you care to take a gander around the place ? ❜

somewhere between her initial response and his gesture , the realization of her radio silence had been made. it’s a subtle one , something that leads to a glance back at the car that dropped her off – now pulling away and allowing her knowledge of only the last few figures the plate held. it took maybe half of a second to text her roommate the information , but she knew she’d get a LECTURE later about it. her attention had been drawn to the mansion again for a moment , eyes tracing every curve and indent that sculpted the shape of it until his words tugged her back into the reality of it all. it’s a pause , then skepticism that comes next. “ – your butler ? ” and as if on cue , her bags were being picked up ( one on her shoulder included ) while tess could only watch in disbelief. they were definitely rich - rich , just as she thought. “ thank you. ” blonde murmurs , offers a smile towards daniel , and returns her gaze back towards daxton with a single brow raised. “ yeah , of course. that sounds great. ” the femme agreed easily , lifting a hand to take his own carefully , as if the touch might have burned her if she got too close. still , tess tries to allow herself some sort of relaxation. “ i don’t know if i caught your name , though. i’m tess , but i’m sure you . . . well , i’m sure you MUST have known that. ”
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* daisie ┅ hallowesque.

it was in the middle of the night when she was finally about to make it to her destination. she had been driving for what felt like hours, when in reality she had only been driving four about an hour after stopping at a motel to sleep the night before. she was set to arrive at the airbnb in the matter of ten minutes. tapping her fingers against the steering wheel, she pulled into the driveway & took a few minutes to get her head straight before grabbing her bags out of the trunk of her car. she gathered her things & went toward the door, when she tried to open it she realized the door had been locked . . . which was out of the ordinary considering the owner had let her know they had left the place unlocked due to her late arrival. knocking firmly on the door, she stood in her tracks & waited to see if someone would answer the door. as soon as someone appeared in the doorway, she was dumbfounded by the way he was speaking to her. she looked up in his direction with a dark glance, a laugh escaping her lips. ❛ excuse me ? this is my airbnb for the next week. who the hell are you ? ❜

her words caught him by surprise , stun him into silence for just a split second as lips moved to speak … but NOTHING came out. his head tilted , eyes moving from her to the area behind her to make sure there wasn’t anyone about to pop out from the shadows. his grip on the door hadn’t let up , knuckles whitening in the slightest as he remained in place. “ what ? ” his laugh mimics hers shortly after , not in mockery but in disbelief as head shakes a bit in return. “ no , you must have the wrong address. this is . . . i booked this place for the week. i’ve been here for two days. ” narrowed eyes accompany a body on high alert , even in his dazed state from the peaceful slumber he’d been so abruptly shaken from a few minutes before. “ 787 barbary lane ? that’s what you’re looking for ? ”
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