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[thvndrstorm]

CLOSED  STARTER        ›        written  for  @joshxmorgan     /     somewhere  at  the  solstice  event  with  josh  morgan .

               "  no,   no,   no,   no.   i won’t let you pick dare again,   you’re too good at that,  "     a breathy laugh accompanies her words,   amused and loose   —   rowan is way beyond tipsy,   after so many shots and stupid dares that had left her as dizzy as a rookie sailor in high seas.     "  you need to tell me a truth,   a real truth,   and—   and if you do,   if you prove to me it is true…  "     she shakes the bottle in her hand,   almost empty,   but still containing enough amount of alcohol for four or five more shots.     "  then i’m finishing this bottle of tequila in a single swing, pinky promise.  "

[dogstarve]

​​with  barely  visible  breaths,   she  watches.     lapsed  into  something  real,   tangible  like  a  hard  blink.     she  is,   for  once,   herself  and  needs  a  simple  reprieve.     a  sharp  jaw  loosens,    and  she  sighs  into  this  condescending  humour.     ‘   ug-ly.     sex-y.     hm.     no,   they  don’t  sound  similar  at  all.     how  could  you  earn  the  name   attractive,   when  you  can’t  attend  to  me  properly?   ’     her  lilt  flattens  into  feigned  disinterest,   mismatched  with  the  light  pair  of  steps  she  takes  towards  him.     something  like  a  scowl  beneath  her  brow.     ‘   my  engine  should  be  fixed  by  today.     and  yet   ( … )   the  day  is  finished,   and  i’ve  heard  no  call.   ’

"I knew you were obsessed with me." Josh grinned as he balanced the cigarette between his lips as he fished out the lighter from his pockets. "The sooner you confess your undying love for me the better, Tal." He couldn't help but torment them, it came naturally to him and he honestly enjoyed getting a rise out of her when possible. "You think I look ugly when I work?" His eyebrow raised at her as he slipped the lighter back into his jeans and looked down at his clothing covered in filth from the cars. "I think you mean sexy but you're too shy to let that word come out of your mouth."

[thclastlight]

LOCATION: summer solstice

FOR: @joshxmorgan

Adeline was feeling better after indulging in flower crowns and a much overdue drink, grateful for Maya's suggestion. It had loosened her up, even coaxed a genuine smile as she wove stems together, worries momentarily forgotten. Until she walked away from the table, that was. She had been so anxious about her mother, she hadn't even considered running into the other person she had been avoiding like the plague. "Josh," she greeted him, unable to keep the surprise from showing in her expression. "I—... I... hello."

[josiesfm]

settings ; josie's motel room, a few hours after the solstice's sacrifice. for ; joshua morgan — @joshxmorgan

❛ i apologize for making you come all the way here, i'm just — ❜ scared, overwhelmed, confused, terrified out of her mind. all of those could fit, but none felt right to speak out loud to him. she'd finally controlled the tears barely an hour ago, found a rhythm in her breaths that did not feel like she was grasping for air. she's been nursing this nagging feeling whispering to her that she'd gone crazy. she needs to find some ground again. josh showing up in the middle of the night is the most grounded feeling she can think about diving into. ❛ i didn't want to be alone. ❜ she had also wanted to check up on him, easing her worries that something might've happened in the middle of this.

[gottenaway]

location:   the  summer   solstice  bonfire tagged: @joshxmorgan

 the    flames    engulfed    her,    casting    shadows    and    a    spectacle    of    amber    shades    on    her    petite    frame.    hips    swayed    to    the    lull    of    music,    creating    an    illusion    of    sensual    lust.    the    eyes    of    anyone    beholding    her    was    immediately    enamored    and    enchanted    by    her    act    of    divine    sin.    it    was    what    cosette    did    best.    glamouring    anyone    she    came    in    contact    with    to    earn    the    money    she    needed.    this    time    her    game    of    cat    and    mice    was    played    for    a    special    someone,     a    special    type    of    sin.    it    was    upon    his    near    presence    that    she    would    catch    his    gaze,    capturing    it    with    her    own.    a    wildfire    blazing    in    hazel    eyes,    luring    him    in    to    come    closer.    not    a    single    world    utter,    merely    a    whisper    placed    upon    those    lush    troubled    lips.    it    was    up    to    him    how    to    act,    it    was    up    to    him    to    resist    the    call    of    the    siren. 

[cloynefm]

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[helltownohiohq]

❛ never to suffer would never to have been blessed …❜

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[havntedhouses]

setting: devi's apartment tagged: @joshxmorgan

"I still can't believe that happened." Devi admitted with a sigh, leaning back against the couch with her legs draped over his. They were far more comfortable together than most people would be after only a couple of months knowing each other but that wasn't unusual with her. "After all the horror movies I've watched once, twice, a million times, I thought I would be more prepared for it but - fuck, I guess nothing really prepares you for something like that."

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[brknwingss]

For: Joshua ( @joshxmorgan ) Location: Town Square Time: Evening Hours

It had been one of the rougher days today at the hospital, but thankfully nothing her patients wouldn't overcome, but overall, she was simply tired. Usually, she'd spend her evenings late at the hospital, tending to patients, or go home and withdraw from society. After she had given medicine to her last patient for her shift, Isabella decided to spend a night walking around the town square instead. The only reason she did head home was to change into a more comfortable and bit warmer outfit; wearing a light sweater shirt and her favorite pair of jeans (not that she had many to choose from).

Stepping into the town square instantly made her feel like she had made the right choice tonight, it was buzzing with life and warmth from the townsfolk. Every so often she would give a polite nod to someone she'd recognized, softly smiling at some of the shocked faces that looked at her when she passed by. In fairness, Isabella understood most of these people she has stitched up a good couple of times, cared for, and they weren't used to seeing her outside of that setting. Except for the person she came across next and seeing him almost did make her wish she'd stayed home.

"Hello, Josh," she warmly greets, offering him a small smile, closing the small distance between them. It felt so odd to know that at one point she had been very close with the guy, but now the two were practically strangers, and she blamed herself for having lost that connection. Then again, she blamed herself for a lot that happened with the Morgan family back when she was part of it. " It's been some time, hasn't it? How's everything?"

[thvndrstorm]

`         ❀         CLOSED  STARTER       [  . . .  ]       written   for   @austinparker  ,  @hearttsck  &  @joshxmorgan     /     in  the  middle  of  the  woods  ,  right  after  the  main  sacrifice   .   ft.  austin  parker  ,  poppy  sterling  &  josh  morgan .

               the picture surrounding them was both unsurprising and a fever dream for rowan,   the screams and the terror were distant,   even when they were happening right by her side,   right in front of her.   it was the crackling of the bonfire what stood out,   what invaded her ears and washed her with the calm she needed to deal with this.     "  where is austin ?  "    so serenely it was unnerving,   she directed the question to a poppy who seemed out of herself.   the last time she had checked they were together,   why wasn’t she saying anything ?   she looked at josh for a second then,   eyebrows raised,   and just by the time she was ready to run into the mess right in the middle of the event to look for their missing boy,   she saw his silhouette approaching,   a sigh of relief tremulously falling from her lips.     "  what the fuck,   dude,   where the fuck where you ?   we need to get out of here.  "

[helltownohiohq]

 ❛ there is NO exquisite b e a u t y… without some strangeness in the proportion … ❜

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[thvndrstorm]

               to say everything was a mess would’ve been an understatement because everything around them undoubtedly was.   what put rowan’s nerves on end,   though,   was the fact between the four of them a mess was unraveling too   —   austin was too drunk, too focused on poppy and josh for a reason rowan couldn’t pinpoint.   and poppy,   a few seconds ago silent and lost in the shock,   was now screaming for tillie,   making it harder for josh to drag her away,   to compel her to move along them.   tillie,   rowan thought,   right before processing the rest of her words.     "  tillie ?  "    she asked,   confused,   although still managing to drag austin’s bulky body along.     "  wha— what—   poppy,   who’s tillie ?  "     they already knew who tillie was  (  my daughter!  ),   yet the question fell nonetheless,  almost at the same time their gaze did on josh.     "  what the fuck is she talking about ?  "       /       @austinparker .

She’s in two places at once, half here and half gone. She feels someone pick her up, concerned voices – Rowan, Josh, “Austin?” She asks for him out of habit, but it's not his eyes blinking down at her. They are out of the woods, near a gravel lot rarely used for anything other than teenagers hooking up, and she supposes an event like this. All those screams, are they still screaming? Still burning? The effigies, and then – the effigies.

“Tillie!” She snaps back into the moment, twisting in Josh’s arms as Poppy struggles. “Put me down, I have to go home! My daughter, they know, somehow they fucking know and I need to get to her, help please!” @thvndrstorm

[thvndrstorm]

               rowan looked at him intently,   waiting,   the bottle moving in slow circles in the grip of her hand.   she saw him considering his answer,   searching for something worthy enough to beat her,   and when it came,   the moment it reached her booze-fogged ears,   rowan knew it was true.     "  josh !  "     the exclamation was maybe more loud than they intended,   but the alcohol seizing them made them unaware of it.   their jaw dropped then,   mouth hanging open for a second until it closed with a notorious clash of teeth.     "  okay,   that’s—   that’s not that embarrassing,   per se,   but it it utterly stupid,  "     she conceded,   shaking her head as a low chortle fell from the back of her throat.     "  how the hell did that happen,   by the way?   i mean,   not the details of the act,   ew,   please,   spare me,   but—   how the fuck did you get there. again.  "

He pondered her question for a moment, eyebrows furrowed slightly at the question as he tried to come up with something, anything. Of course there was the thing between his brother and Poppy.. that would be the right answer here for sure but that would probably upset her and this game was supposed to be fun. Also, that would be harsh to drop on her right now.. it would piss off a few people too. "Reluctant or embarrassed?" He repeated before reaching his hand around to the back of his neck and scratching as he thought. "I guess I didn't tell you that me and Indy were hooking up again did I? That's kinda embarrassing considering how she left me.."

[thvndrstorm]

               she feels the challenge course through her veins the moment josh’s answer reaches her,   and she lets out a joyful laugh at it,   taking a second to think,   sipping long and slowly from the bottle in her hands once the expression subsides.   they have to think about something good,   in the end,   josh is right   —   what could it be that they don’t know already ?   for all rowan is aware of,   they tell each other everything.   there hasn’t been something in her life she had not shared with him,   and she likes to think it’s the same the other way around.   that’s friendship in a nutshell,   isn’t it ?   careful devotion,   blind trust,   the raging sensation of the vulnerability that accompanies absolute honesty.     "  okay,  "     she starts after a new sip,   taking the cigarette behind her ear to light it up and give it a deep drag before continuing.     "  is there something,   anything,   you’ve come across or done during all my time away,   that you feel or felt reluctant or embarrassed to tell me ?   even if you ended up telling me,   it has to be something i don’t know you were embarrassed or reluctant to share.  "     their eyes bore into him for a long moment,   eyebrows raised in challenge.

Josh playfully rolled his eyes at Rowan before letting out a long, dramatic sigh which was joined nicely with a loud groan. "Fiiiiineeee" he agreed to her terms, he enjoyed dares because it gave him an excuse to act up for just about nothing. "What are you wanting to know that you don't already?" He posed the questions to his friend, "what could you possibly not know about me? Ask away, ask me anything, dig for your juiciest question and I will tell you everything you want to know."

[dogstarve]

you  don’t  blink,   and  still  miss  her  face.     that  flicker  in  her  curled  lashes.     the  closed  tick  of  her  jaw.     she  is  almost  annoyed:   its  bored  reflection.     deceptively  calm  like  a  bathroom  light  at  dusk.     ‘   no.     i  just  wanted  to  watch  you.   ’     spoken  lightly,   almost  melodic,   into  the  muggy,   autumnal  air.     a  stray  hair  sticks  to  the  nape  of  her  neck.     down  to  your  pore,   you  know  this  is  wrong.     her  head  nods  at  his  dishevelled  attire.     ‘   you  look   ugly   like  that.   ’

location: the garage

open to all

The man was covered in all sorts of dirt and oil but that wasn't exactly anything unusual for him after a long day at work. A dirty rag in one hand as he attempted to wipe off some of the mess on his hands before pulling out a cigarette from the packet in his jeans. "Need something?" He asked with a smile on his lips as he came to a stop in front of them.