#sequelslasher

[deputystakes-arc]

@sequelslasher ( my beloved )  ——  habits and mannerisms for the prompt!

character headcanons.

               he’ll wet or bite his bottom lip when he’s thinking, tear the skin off when they’re thoroughly chapped, then pick at the scab when it starts to heal.   he’s got it somewhat controlled, but some weeks are definitely worse than others.

               he likes to roll his neck when he’s just standing somewhere, his arms crossed, feet shoulder width apart.   doesn’t really shift his weight between feet.   if he’s anxious, he’ll tap his fingers against his biceps or he’ll begin to pace.   has a tendency to keep eye contact.   only avoids it when he’s visibly upset  ——  red / teary eyes, quivering lip, whole shabang.   when walking, he keeps his eyes straight ahead, though he’ll occasionally turn his head if a person   ( read: christian murphy )   is accompanying him.   when sitting in a room, during a conversation, he either maintains eye contact, like stated before, or he’ll have that thousand yard stare into the corner, at the floor  ——  which is not a good sign.

               he doesn’t really clench and unclench his fists, but he will kind of. curl his fingers toward his palm and flex them back out.   he stretches his hands and cracks his knuckles often.   does it whenever he’s sitting down, especially if he’s sitting in silence, with nothing else to do.   he inspects his hands regularly, looks at the scars, traces them absentmindedly, sometimes picks at what he no longer has bandaged as far as cuts or scrapes go.   he doesn’t cross his legs, but he’ll rest one ankle atop the opposite knee so he can read or journal on his lap more comfortably.   he always has a quarter or two in his pocket so he can roll them over his knuckles.   something he usually does, again, when sitting down and waiting.   he goes through phases of chewing gum  ——  a fifteen piece pack will usually last him two, maybe three days max, he’ll chew gum for a week straight, and then he’ll go weeks without chewing any at all.

               he doesn’t really keep a nighttime routine, but after showering in the evening   ( he showers twice a day, if possible, there are some periods where he’s not able to shower for two, three days at a time and he hates the way it makes him feel )   he’ll sit down to journal  ——  he’ll write down the day’s events, the things he wants to commit to memory,  like christian’s go-to order for any specific place, the lookout points they stopped by while on the road,  and underneath every picture he tapes to the edge of the page, he’ll write down everything he can remember about that specific moment  ——  he wants to remember the good things.   since he keeps a pen in his pocket   ( read: three pens )   he’ll draw on receipts or napkins if christian and him are waiting for food at a diner, talking at a bakery, eating breakfast in a motel breakfast bar, etc.

and, with that said, his drawn depiction of christian literally began as a scribble with fangs until he started warming up to him again.   after that, he actually tried to get his hair and eyes right.   if he’s not drawing christian, then it’s little still lifes of the objects around them  ——  his coffee mug, the salt and pepper shakers, the unmoved condiments all lined up, etc.

               and I know this doesn’t really fit but I’m adding it anyways  ——  good liquor disappears around him like water in a desert.

[finalarchived]

neck balls, yay or nay

❛   I'm sure we can get them removed.   ❜

[sommerfelds]

          she inhales slowly, thoughtfully, on her cigarette, glancing at him out of the corner of her eye.       men  ...  shoshana’s a little suspicious of all of them right off the bat  -  and film students particularly  annoy  her, although she doesn’t see the point of being especially cagey until he says something to annoy her.   (  just her normal baseline amount of cagey.  )   she turns away to exhale a thin line of smoke before looking at him sidelong again, offering half a shrug.   ❛   never much cared for   film   myself.  not my media.  the costuming, maybe.  but I’m more of a  ...  textual  gal.   ❜       //       @sequelslasher.  sc.

[empaethi]

📂📂📂 tossing 3 @ u because i can

   ─────────      📂FOR A USELESS & RANDOM HC !        *

1.    he    can    cook !        he    mainly    knows    some    staple    russian    dishes    but    can    improvise    fairly    well !

2.    he    owns    a    black    cat !        her    name    is    skully    &.    she    is    very    sweet    &.    loves    cuddles    . . .

3.   zee    has    a    few    special    interests !        some    of    them    include  :  plants ,    music ,    &.    star    wars .

[serialfame]

🔪🔪🔪

do  it  bitch  boy,  you  won’t

[murkyhazed-hasmoved]

@sequelslasher​​   ♡   →   betty cooper.

     confrontation   she   is   not   afraid   of.      has   no   problem   whipping   around,   and   staring   her   follower   in   the   eyes.      ❝   what   do   you   want?      there   are   a   million   OTHER   ways   to   go,   you   don’t   have   to   be   FOLLOWING   ME.   ❞      a   huff,   for   she’s   already   had   a   MENTALLY   DRAINING   DAY.      she   doesn’t   really   want   to   add   fending   off   weird   guys   to   the   list   of   things   gone   wrong   today,   but   it   seemed   there   WOULDN’T   BE   A   CHOICE.

[souldrawn]

the  crouching  and  hiding  part  is  the  worst  for  her;     she’s  so  used  to  taking  action,  whether  it  be  slipping  in  and  out  without  being  seen  or  charging  into  certain  danger  without  a  care  in  the  world.  but  right  now  the  sitch  requires  not  getting  caught,  and  with  a  constant  patrol  every  thirty  seconds,  getting  the  timing  right  is  going  to  be  dicey.        ❛   we’ve  got  a  microscopic  window  to  get  in  undetected.   ❜        gaze  is  peering  over  the  top  of  barrels  containing  an  unknown,  potentially  flammable  substance;  she  ducks  down  behind  it  the  moment  she  sees  a  passing  guard  slow  his  pace,  and  then  she’s  glancing  over  at  her  plus  one.        ❛  can  I  trust  you  to  stay  here  and  stay  hidden?   ❜

@sequelslasher  is  getting  a  random  starter  from  kim  possible.

[hermotive]

                                   ♡   @sequelslasher​​   ♡

❝   𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓'𝐒   𝐅𝐔𝐍𝐍𝐘   𝐁𝐄𝐂𝐀𝐔𝐒𝐄   𝐈   don't   recall   inviting   you.   ❞   lips   purse,   feigning   deep   thought.   ❝   right   —   'cause   i   d   i   d   n   '   t.   ❞   one   hand   rests   on   the   door   frame   while   she   impatiently   shifts   her   weight   onto   the   other   foot.   (   she   had   a   house   full   of   guests   to   entertain   with   her   presence   !   )   yet,   here   she   stood   in   front   of   ...   whoever   this   was.   maybe   he   sat   behind   her   in   one   of   her   classes   and   she   just   never   paid   enough   attention.

❝   you'd   better   not   be   𝐒   𝐓   𝐀   𝐋   𝐊   𝐈   𝐍   𝐆   me.   ❞   

[deputystakes-arc]

@sequelslasher —— maybe a meta delving deeper into the survivors guilt he carries and how he copes with those feelings? 💞

     his guilt comes from his time in the slayer program  ——  and morgan's death remains as something he feels the  most  guilty about.   it breaks down into multiple parts, for him:  the fact that morgan took a hit intended for him,  the fact that he couldn’t fire his gun quick enough, and the fact that he couldn’t keep morgan alive until the medics arrived.   he carries the belief that it should’ve been him in morgan’s place, that morgan shouldn’t have gone out of his way to cover him.   

     ——  one way he tried to cope with it was by making sure it wouldn’t happen again.   tried to find some comfort in that.  more medical training.   more combat training.   became a quick draw, never fumbled, never missed.       ——  he went out of his way to defend people, protect people.   he became the complete opposite of an  every man for himself kind  of guy.   and this was most evident in the beginning of his relationship with christian, when they met again as deputies  ——  he put himself between christian and vigilante hunters on multiple occasions, he took hits and finished fights that were intended for his partner.   despite the disdainfulness he held toward him, he went out of his way to help christian in any time of need.   ash was a selfless individual to begin with, but the program, and all the events that took place during his time in it  ——  elevated that into a flaw, really.   selfless to the point of recklessness.

     but beyond that  ——  he doesn’t know what to do, not really.   ashley’s done a great job of moving on from his past   ( read: forgetting it )   but he struggles wherever morgan is concerned  ——  he doesn’t want to move on but knows he can’t carry his dead forever.   

[krashayaarc]

LISTEN i'm gonna be completely honest and say that i'm the one remaining person left on the planet who knows nothing about the grishaverse /but/ what i do know is that you're a phenomenally talented writer and i'd follow you anywhere. even knowing very little about the character, i can see the care you put into her and i love that - it honestly makes me want to learn more about her. keep on being fab ok <333

𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐩   𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐩   𝐡𝐨𝐰’𝐬   𝐦𝐲   𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐥   ?

WHO   TOLD   U   TO   DO   THIS   HUH   who   said   make   tas   emo   on   a   friday   night????   guess   we're   crying   in   the   club   tonight????   it's   ok   because   i   just   found   out   about   the   grisha   verse   like   two   weeks   ago   so   I   MEAN.   im   a   fraud.   ilysm   and   you   bet   im   gonna   make   you   write   mickey   with   all   my   muses   <3   wildest   aus   the   rpc   has   ever   seen   <3

[sentdroid-a]

"i'm  coming  with  you."  stated  as  a  fact,  rather  than  something  than  can  be  argued  with.  still,  it's  not  really  aggressive,  but  more...  monotone.  "i  hope  you  don't  mind."  his  personal  relations  program  is  kicking  in  once  again,  making  sure  he  can  stay  on  someone's  good  side,  no  matter  what.

@sequelslasher  liked.

[trcstfunded-a]

@sequelslasher​  sent  ↕  to  compare  heights

[alchemeiarchive]

u doing the lords work and adding billy? we love to see it 😘

anything  for  u  bb

[thatprettylittlething]

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐒 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐒 from his lips are asinine, hence the scoff that erupts over the rim of her shiny red cup. Is it an attempt at flirtation? Or does he really think a girl like her would enjoy engaging in film analysis? ( 𝚆𝙴𝚁𝙴 𝙰𝙻𝙻 𝙲𝙾𝙻𝙻𝙴𝙶𝙴 𝙿𝙰𝚁𝚃𝙸𝙴𝚂 𝙻𝙸𝙺𝙴 𝚃𝙷𝙸𝚂? ) Thick lashes dip as she blinks at him, derision palpable in the deliberate movement. ❝ Wow, have you ever talked to a girl before? ❞ There’s faux-sweetness in her manner now, a tight smile combined with a mocking, tinkling drawl. ❝ Sweetheart, I should let you into a little secret ──── girls don’t go for the guys that 𝖈𝖗𝖊𝖊𝖕 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖒 𝖔𝖚𝖙. ❞

@sequelslasher whispered     ⟶     what’s your favourite scary movie?

[byesequel-a]

♡        @sequelslasher​         ›        𝙼𝙸𝙲𝙺𝙴𝚈  𝙰𝙻𝚃𝙸𝙴𝚁𝙸     : ‘     I    AM    NOT    NEARLY    DRUNK    ENOUGH    YET .     ’

                    ‘    GET    MORE    THEN ?!    ’     the    atmosphere    was    a    happy    one    as    it    always    was    at    places ,     with    people    and    supplies    exactly    like    these .     no    matter    the    age ,     everyone    always    seemed    to    be    adored    and    newly    befriended    (  unless    you    were    a    loser  ) ,     since    all    kinds    of    poisons    seemed    to    have    an    effect    like    that    on    people .     however ,    there    were    always    some    people    to    spread    rumours    as    well    as    some    eyes    might    still    find    it    not    pleasant    to    see    a    one    who    was    once    wrongfully    accused    in    their    past ,     if    only    they    would    ever    find    out    as    she    was    kind    of    far    away    from    greensborrow    now .     ‘    you’re    not    afraid    of    getting    drunk ,     are    you ?    ’     she    asked    the    guy    she    met    just    on     that    day    at    school    because    of    a    friend ,     before    getting    herself    another    of    red    cups .     ‘    hey ,     what    was    the    name    again ?    ’

[mortalis-moved]

THREAD STARTERS.  / accepting !

@sequelslasher​ sent ::  ¡ / tosses this @ u

      A   MYSTERIOUS   DISAPPEARANCE   ENDING   IN   MURDER   is   what   led   her   here,   standing   in   an   empty   dorm   room   of   some   dead   college   kid   —   she   vowed   never   to   step   foot   on   a   college   campus   ever   again   after   the   TIME   &   MONEY   she   wasted   getting   her   degree,   but   the   dean   who   had   called   her   down   there   sounded   desperate.   thought   that   maybe   the   woman   who   had   a   knack   for   communicating   with   the   AFTER   LIFE   might   be   able   to   find   even   the   smallest   of   answers   to   what   happened.   arms   are   folded   across   her   chest   as   she   paces   slowly   around   the   room,   cold   &   desolate   &   thankfully   cop   free   thanks   to   her   almost   having   to   literally   shove   them   out   of   the   door   minutes   prior.   slender   digits   run   across   one   of   the   book   shelves.   for   now,   she's   just   looking   and   feeling   the   place   out.   then   the   overwhelming   feeling   of   someone   else   being   in   the   room   with   her   begins   to   take   over;   not   a   SPIRIT,   however,   but   another   one   of   the   living.   she'll   turn,   eyes   squinting   at   the   sight.   no   one   was   supposed   to   be   here.   ❝   were   you   the   roommate   ...   or   do   you   need   something   ?   you   aren't   supposed   to   be   here.   ❞