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haverhill-at-heart · 2 years
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we could be covered in blood together if you stopped playing hard to get
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haverhill-at-heart · 3 years
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you can't convince me that Friday the 13th isn't a holiday in the McQueen-Carmody household
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haverhill-at-heart · 3 years
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i saw a naked mole rat today and my first thought was elderly charlie manx 🤧
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haverhill-at-heart · 3 years
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Horror movies and chill 🎃
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haverhill-at-heart · 3 years
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Strengths and Weaknesses
↳ Bold what applies to your muse! Italicize what somewhat applies.
╳ flaws
moody | short-tempered | emotionally unstable | whiny | controlling | conceited | possessive | paranoid | lies | impatient | cowardly | bitter | selfish | power-hungry | greedy | lazy | judgmental | forgetful | impulsive | spiteful | stubborn | sadistic | petty | unlucky
♔ strengths
honest | trustworthy | thoughtful | caring | brave | patient | selfless | ambitious | tolerant | lucky | intelligent | confident | focused | humble | generous | merciful | observant | wise | clever | charming | cheerful | optimistic| decisive | adaptive | calm
tagged by: @wraith-of-christmas-future
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haverhill-at-heart · 3 years
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Halloween starters!
Send a symbol for a starter  for our muses!
Please specify a muse if one or the other is a multimuse blog :)
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🎃 - your muse and mine go trick-or-treating
🔮 - your muse and mine visit a fortune-teller (outcome up to muns!)
🌩️ - your muse and mine stay in as a storm kicks up
🍿 - your muse and mine watch a scary movie together
🕸️ - your muse and mine go to a pumpkin patch
spooky
🦇 - your muse and mine are a vampire and their prey (can be real or pretend)
👻 - your muse and mine get creeped out by a ghost
🕯️ - your muse and mine tell each other scary stories
🗡️ - your muse and/or mine get chased by a monster/killer (both can be chased or one can be the chaser!)
👽 - your muse and mine see / get abducted by a UFO
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🍬 - your muse and mine stay home handing out candy, getting frisky between knocks at the door
⚰️ - your muse and mine have a romantic interlude in a graveyard
🏚️ - your muse and mine go to a haunted house, and one is turned-on by how the other clings to them when they’re scared
🍭 - your muse and mine use the leftover candy for some festive food play
😈 - your muse and/or mine make a deal with a horny demon
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haverhill-at-heart · 3 years
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misc prompts for your feels
“ unique just means alone. ” “ i’m not afraid to die, just wish i could live a little first. ” “ i know i’m a monster, but you look at me like i’m a man. ” “ there’s nothing i wouldn’t do to keep you safe. ” “ we all have sins to pay penance for. ” “ don’t look at me like i’m a hero. you’ll only disappoint yourself. ” “ sometimes when you look at me it’s like…it’s like you’re staring straight past my flesh and into my soul. ” “ you make me want to live. ” “ i know i don’t deserve forgiveness, but i like the idea that some people think i might. ” “ i trust you with my life. ” “ you’re more like family to me than my own blood. ” “ i’ve never had any sort of family before. ” “ your life is far more precious than mine. ” “ i don’t care what happens to me. as long as you’re safe. ” “ i need you to live…cause if you’re gone then, i don’t know what the point of it all is anymore. ” “ i know i’m not the person you want, but i’m here. ” “ i love you, and i know you may never feel the same. but i’m okay with that. ” “ i couldn’t say no to you even if i wanted to. ” “ you’re worth more than this. ” “ why do you walk around as if you’re somehow less valuable than the rest of the world? ” “ please, let me help you. ” “ just let me do this for you. ” “ you do have something to live for. you have me. ” “ you’ll always have me. ” “ i see you. i know you feel so invisible all the time, but you’re not. not to me. ” “ it’s okay to be angry, you’re allowed to be upset about what happened to you. ” “ don’t you realize you deserve more than this? ” “ you’re not a machine or— or some thing. you’re a person, and i’m sorry anyone ever made you feel otherwise. ” “ please, just hold on a little longer. i can’t lose you too. ” “ this scar..what happened? ” “ if you won’t do it for yourself, then do it for me. ” “ you’re bleeding— how long have you been hiding this?! ” “ sometimes i realize one day i could die, i could just disappear and the world would be none the wiser. there’d be no one to miss me and that terrifies me more than death itself. ”  “ i’m not sure i know who i’m supposed to be anymore. ” “ my mind is so loud and i’m afraid it’ll never be quiet again. ” “ when i’m in a crowd i just want to melt away and yet, when i’m alone it’s somehow worse. ” “ loneliness is a poison and i’ve been drinking it for so long, i don’t there there’s an anecdote to save my soul. ” “ i don’t care if the world knows my name, i just want you to remember me. ” “ you deserve more than i could ever give you. ” “ i love you. i know that’s not enough, but i do. ” “ you’re safe with me, you always will be. ” “ you make me feel safe. like i’m allowed to be anything i want. ” “ i’d do anything to be the person you love again. ” “ i’ve got you, you’re safe. ” “ just rest, i’m here. ” “ you can stay with me tonight. ”
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haverhill-at-heart · 3 years
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I had two longings and one was fighting the other. I wanted to be loved and I wanted to be always alone.
Jean Rhys (via quotemadness)
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haverhill-at-heart · 3 years
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" upsy daisy " [ That was too temping, missy. Welcome back, by the way. We missed you. ;) ]
Vic’s head was swimming. What happened? One minute she had been zipping out of the Shorter Way and the next she was hitting the ground as the bike slipped out from under her, dirt and gravel flying as the momentum sent her rolling. As she laid there, dazed and bruised -nothing felt broken, though it was hard to tell when everything ached and her fuzzy head left the world feeling only half real- a strong pair of arms had lifted her from the dust, setting her against a firm chest. “Wait,” She protested as the movement set the world spinning, “Wait.” Gingerly, she tilted her head up to see who held her.
It took her vision a moment to focus, but soon she found herself staring up at Charlie Manx. She was aware, distantly, that she should have a strong reaction to this, but in her stunned state all she could manage was muted annoyance. “Put me down.” Vic insisted, but it came out less like the demand she had meant it to be and more like the mutterings of someone half-asleep. She tried to wiggle out of his arms but all it did was make her dizzy and almost immediately she slumped against his shoulder, blindly grabbing onto his lapel to steady herself.
@wraith-of-christmas-future
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haverhill-at-heart · 3 years
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Send “upsy daisy” to pick up my muse bridal style
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haverhill-at-heart · 3 years
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hey yall! sorry about disappearing. my computer's been out of the shop for a bit but I've been busy with thesis stuff and some health issues. I'm hoping to be active during this week, but my spring break starts on the 19th so that's the latest date for me to get back to this blog. once I'm active again I'll start back up on replies and messages asap. thanks!
mini-hiatus
my computer’s in the shop so I won’t be able to answer asks or replies for a bit! sorry for the delay 💕
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haverhill-at-heart · 3 years
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mini-hiatus
my computer’s in the shop so I won’t be able to answer asks or replies for a bit! sorry for the delay 💕
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haverhill-at-heart · 3 years
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“With you, intimacy colors my voice. Even ‘hello’ sounds like ‘come here’.”
— Warsan Shire (via bexrps)
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haverhill-at-heart · 3 years
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The boy upheld a peculiar stance, bold yet costive in approaching her, he bore his stare wide within a reasonable distance. An oddity held contrast to a child no older than twelve or thirteen in clothing of a bygone era. Embellished with curiosity, his first step forward suffered the uncertainty. He felt lost, these new sights proposed a frightening change. " I’m so alone, " a dry croak in a desperate plea.
Vic had been making her way back to Lou’s guest room after yet another bout of pre-dawn morning sickness when she caught sight of him. A pale, wide-eyed boy in period clothing standing in the space between the couch and coffee table, looking as out of place as possible among the apartment’s modern clutter. A childhood of horror movies told her this had to be a ghost, and the events of the last few months meant that possibility didn’t seem too out there. The boy didn’t look like a ghost, though. He looked real and solid in the faint moonlight, like she could reach out and take his hand if she tried. 
For a moment Vic simply stared, unsure of what to do. Lou was asleep just a few rooms away and she thought of calling out to him but couldn’t bring herself to do it. What if this was a Strong Creative thing, and he couldn’t see what she did? Worse, what if there was nothing really there in the first place? Worrying about being insane seemed better than knowing you were insane, at least to Vic, and she still remembered the nightmare that had been the Haverhill psych unit clearly. No, she would deal with whatever this was alone. He took a step forward and she found herself doing the same, her protective instincts overriding her self-preservation. Ghost or not, this boy was a child in trouble. “Are you lost? Do you need help?” Useless questions to ask a ghost, but what else could she say? 
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haverhill-at-heart · 3 years
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the relationship between wlw and their fictional male fav who sucks extremely bad but lives in their mind anyways is extremely complex and can’t be explained
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