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@donewithhope gIVE ME THE CAT | cont.

      She’s on her knees reaching out to Peaches before the Deputy finished speaking, soft cooing slipping past her lips. She’s never that soft — not unless she tries to charm a cougar into letting her pet her.

             “Come on, Peaches, the Deputy is boring and doesn’t know how to have fun.” 

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"I think you and I both know you've got a major Daddy kink."

     Lᴏᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇᴍ, Jᴏʜɴ. Don’t hurt them, John. You’re mocking the cleansing, John.

     If he can’t make her stop talking, is he allowed to jab a knife into his own ears?

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"So what's your relationship status, John? Or is that why you've been trying to get me into bed, because its been a while for you?"

             “I ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴋɴᴏᴡ — why don’t we ask your soon to be husband? I’m sure he’ll have strong opinions on knowing you think of other men like that.” 

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talking about people | selectively still accepting | @donewithhope

My Opinion on;

Character in general: considering i literally talked you into this blog it’d be pretty damn idiotic to say that i hate rook now. but like. they are practically an oc. i love blank slates but there’s not much to be said there.  How they play them: so far it’s been mostly crack, lbr, but you know how much i love you & your idiot girls. they get angry & hurt & not everything is easily resolved with them and that’s such a good thing? like, life isn’t nice so why would it be in roleplay and i love you keeping that up, creating realistic clashing points. The Mun: i love you. you’re one of my longest friends on here save for zick and you’re such a good friend and i just wanna hug you always and one day i’m gotta get to the fucking states just to cook for you and get you actual proper chocolate gdi. 

Do I:

RP with them: lmao a little bit. sideglances at my boys’ drafts Want to RP with them: i have like literally 20 things for you to write rn what do you think

What is my;

Overall Opinion: lauren is my favorite shhht please all follow her

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MUSE AESTHETICS: HORROR EDITION.

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CLASSIC.

black and white. powder puffs. red lipstick. winged eyeliner. white kitten heels. black lace lingerie. icy blue eyes. rain.  abandoned cars.  skeletons. acid. poison. voyeurism. switchblades. strangling. overcoats. looking over your shoulder. trans-atlantic accents. private detectives. dinner parties. haunted mansions. cobwebs. perfect blonde curls. kitchen knives. shock.  cellars.  dust. ghosts. dark alleys.  empty streets. horn-rimmed glasses. radiation. zombies.  serial murder. suspicion. paranoia.  the city. witches. the devil. cannibalism. conspiracies. amulets. abject terror. the American South.  the  American  Northeast.  England. analog cameras.

CRYPTID & URBAN LEGEND.

aliens. blinding light.  dark woods. driving at night.  claw marks.  bite marks.  men in black. memory loss. dismembered bodies. sewers. flashlights.  cell  phones.  video cameras. cars with  tinted  windows. unlabeled cassette tapes. bugs. big cities.  urban crimes.  clowns. something rustling outside your window. glowing light. unsolved mysteries. suburbia.  mirrors.  the american pacific northwest.  the american midwest.  hiking. backpacking.

GOTHIC.

gaslights. corsets. ballrooms. candlelight.  mist.  starless nights.  full moons. cobbled streets. horse-drawn carriages.  mysterious strangers.  bogs. moors. forests. mountains. castles. velvet.  silver.  brass. gold. jewels. domino masks. the opera.  dangerous romances.  tragic romances.  violins. roses. lilies.  empty graves. crosses. cemeteries.  snow.  ice.  the gallows.  crows.  milk-white skin.  ambiguous illness.  fangs.  pointed nails.  something howling in the night. capes. gloves. top hats. straight razors.  lightning.  pipe organs. underground caverns. bats. mice. rats. ravens.  wolves.  cats.  pearls. attics. talismans. axes. wood. isolation in a room full of people. vampires.  werewolves. ghosts. coffins. western europe. eastern europe.  bones.  churches. catacombs. mausoleums.books.

PARANORMAL.

malevolent spirits. seances. spells. missing  bodies.  hidden graves. white noise. static.flickering lights. rings of salt. demons. poltergeists. dark histories.  old buildings.  cold air. wells. urban exploration. a dog barking at unseen things. iconoclasm. black ooze. old photographs. dark bodies of water. crucifixes. priests. possession. exorcisms. dolls.

SLASHER.

bloodbaths. massacres.  wanton nudity.  newspapers.  leather jackets. letterman jackets. converse sneakers. obscured faces.  social unrest.   bonfires. lakes. babysitters. high school. lockers. a scream in the night. dead leaves in the fall.  exhibitionism.  jack-o’-lanterns. passing shadows.  outdated television sets. nightmares. psychiatrists. hospitals. unstoppable forces. gunfire. police. landline telephones.improvised weapons. halloween.secrets.  revelations. cut wires. character masks. scrunchies. wild curls. jeering children. parties. fire. swearing. revulsion.  california.  the  american  midwest. ambulances.

THRILLER.

daylight.  fluorescent lighting.  neon lights. morgues. unwavering eye contact.   tension.  lit rooms.  empty rooms.  killer in plain sight.   a dog digging in the newly-planted flower bed.  steely gazes. paperwork. anagrams. codes. convicted killers.  missing persons.  law enforcement. federal agents. small towns.  paranoia. subdued terror.  dimly-lit parking lots.  a noise in the distance

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"Its a logical question. Would you rather me call you 'Daddy'?"

     Hᴇ ᴋɴᴏᴡs sʜᴇ only does this to test him. Just like her mere presence is a test, or rather, a never ending string of such. For his patience, his faith, his control of the situation. He’d say he did pretty well so far — he is trying his best to save her soul from the depths of hell that she lunges herself into, and while it’s hard — like holding someone who’s hanging over a pit and literately tries to not only not help you, but to drag you down into the darkness as well — he’s getting a feeling for how she is working.

     Not necessarily doing anything for the headache that sits right behind his eyes whenever she talks, but they’ll get there. He’ll get her there. A challenge, testing — he won’t shy away. He won’t let the devil win by giving up on her before he hasn’t done everything to have her confess, have her strip the sins from her very body and soul alike, have her reborn.

     Then she says shit like that, and his entire patience is gone, and he wonders if he’ll need an exorcism for this one. (Not a problem, really. He has the means and all the time in the world to get whatever is sitting under her skin out; be it banished, cut, burned or something yet different — they will get the evil out of her, one way or another.)

           " — you’ll have to land here to do so, little bird.“

     And if everything fails, he can still break her fragile little neck, as you would with any other sick animal.

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"If I joined the family would I have to call Joseph 'Daddy'?"

         — Pʟᴇᴀsᴇ sᴛᴏᴘ ᴛᴀʟᴋɪɴɢ.