#deadranch

[mngrlmgic]

❛ sorry , people here don't really like new faces . ❜

"Yeah.. starting to, uh, pick up on that."

Even as she was approached by the new stranger, Lunella couldn't help glancing over her shoulder. What was with this place? Sure, she gets the whole aversion to strangers bit but the utter distain that seemed to radiate off of others unnerved her.

Clearing her throat, she squinting back up at the other. Even if she wasn't being greeted with hostility now, that didn't mean she was in the clear. The lights of her goggles narrowed, presumably to display the expression that remained hidden beneath it.

"What is this place– and who are you?"

#// ain't enough room in this town for the both of us #deadranch #ic * 🌙

[solarisgod]

micah hums , thinking deeply , as they analyze the wounds that the man         —        wyatt        —        bears since the early morning. ❝ it doesn’t hurt , ❝ did he say with an assuring smile , more brighter than all that the sweet sun above can give , what brings micah's chest into squeezing tightly , ❝ i don’t know if that’s a good thing. i might be numb from the pain. ❝ they shake their head at the idea that @deadranch could think that’s good. , grabbing the supplies to treat his injury that was made by a metaeidos that had been dwelling by his town.

❝ when one faces so much pain over time , their brain will form numbness as a coping mechanism to endure it better. ❝ this , it is a part of micah after everything they went through. ❝ it's normal when our brain will do anything to protect us, but it's an unsafe form of protection that will endanger us if we choose to ignore what is trying to make us escape from . . . ❝ when micah realizes they have been ranting along , their cheeks burn while they clear their throat , sheepishly chuckling then.

❝   i  apologize.   i just . . .   ❝ they make deep breaths , ending their trembles that they hadn't noticed were present until now. ❝   well , based on your injuries , you'll be okay , i promise.   ❝ they offer wyatt a soft smile of comfort , letting him know that with themself here at last , he and everyone else in this town will not have to be all alone anymore to face the odd horrors that lingers around them , never knowing when to let their consumption rest and be the most silent parts of the darkness.

#DEADRANCH #/// #// #/ #𓁹 ༑ ࿐ྂ ⩇⩇ : ⩇⩇ ⚠︎ [ 𝙴𝚇𝙸(𝚂)𝚃 : 𝙶𝙾𝙳 ] * ‹ IN . › #𓁹 ༑ ࿐ྂ ⩇⩇ : ⩇⩇ ⚠︎ [ 𝙴𝚇𝙸(𝚂)𝚃 : 𝙶𝙾𝙳 ] * ‹ ANSWERS . › #𓁹 ༑ ࿐ྂ ⩇⩇ : ⩇⩇ ⚠︎ [ 𝙴𝚇𝙸(𝚂)𝚃 : 𝙶𝙾𝙳 ] * ‹ V : MAIN / ARC I . › #𓁹 ༑ ࿐ྂ ⩇⩇ : ⩇⩇ ⚠︎ [ 𝙴𝚇𝙸(𝚂)𝚃 : 𝙶𝙾𝙳 ] * ‹ MICAH . › #[ 🔪 : don't feel obligated to reply to this if no need ; we do intend to write you the stargazing / fireflies thread one day ] #[ we can have this as an introduction to establish the timeline between micah and wyatt together ♡ ]

[peoplesing]

@deadranch liked for a starter from éponine.

❝ i much prefer for you to keep your hands where i can see them. put them up. ❞

there comes that gravelly voice, hardened from drink. it is not above a whisper. she stares at him warily, keeping him at length now; he had a gun, she had realized when she got too close to steal, thus immediately prompting her to pull her knife. she raises it, her eyes nothing short of just as sharp.

éponine was without the presence of the patron-minette, and she always found trouble when working alone. so much for nicking from this stranger.

the wallet sits abandoned on the rotting wooden floorboards of the bar between them, out of her reach. the small scuffle between them had ensured that much. she gestures, her attempt at a threat, the weapon glinting in the low light.

❝ dépêche-toi. hurry. it is only business... so to speak. ❞

#deadranch #éponine‚ writings. #sorry wyatt you get the feral girl trying to take your stuff #honestly he can literally just walk away bAHAHSDFG #SHE'LL BE TOO SURPRISED TO DO ANYTHING #i hope this works!! idk where this is set. idk how much wyatt travels LKJHG #so she could be a french immigrant in a town nearby or something idk idk #or paris if you like but i left it open-ended to my best of my ability! lmk if you want anything changed! #also disregard the icon if u don't use 'em <3 #intended for your rancher verse but whatever ur feelin!

[blemishezarchive]

@deadranch liked for a starter.

"this place is nice," she says with a toothy grin. maybe it's the idealist in her, but jodie loves a small town and all of its charms. "so what do you guys do around here? ride horses? i love horses - never ridden one before. i just think they're so beautiful though."

#deadranch #threads. #t: jodie. #just imagine she's saying this all in one breath with no pauses

[americanedpsychoarchived]

❛  is  there  something  you  want  to  tell  me?  ❜

@deadranch liked for one line starter!

#deadranch #hello!! :' )

[vitalphenomena]

@deadranch

"You're really tall," she squints. Not real, not very. Her lack of an accent sounds like an accent, here.

Standing at over six and a half feet tall, Spirit's brother Harris — whom Wyatt may know from Harris' dealings with the sheriff —is perhaps the only person taller than Wyatt in the entire town.

Spirit and her siblings have been here for a week, now. Their presence is well known — due to their oddity as strangers alone and also due to the mixed-matched nature of their so-called "family:" three white people who look nothing alike and bear little personality traits in common, an Indian man who glowers and cracks his knuckles and doesn't have much kind to say, a small Latina girl who neither speaks nor hears. No possible relation between the five exists, yet Spirit exists the girl at the counter begging for a shop counter gig is her flesh-and-blood sister.

"How did you get so tall?" she asks the man. She has not introduced herself.

#deadranch #TIMELINE: YEE HAW. #SPIRIT H. #WYATT F. #SPIRIT WYATT 1.

[consumare]

multiple bingos 💀

some people just get him, y'know.

#deadranch #bingo /

[barbieidol]

@deadranch | ▲ ↪ wyatt and daphne get caught up in a storm and must stay sheltered together until it passes

" this is so kind of you. thank you, really. " unpredictable weather is one of the many things she didn't have to worry about in another life. she's learned that she likes rain. loves it, even. but the wind is another beast entirely. & when the trees struggle to hold onto their roots, the best decision to make is to find shelter & not challenge mother nature, even if that might make her cut it a little close to her next show. that's not to say she's not immensely bothered by the wrench thrown into her schedule, but in this world, there's such thing as safety first, much to her annoyance. still, all she had was a van full of instruments & three other people as confused & stressed as her as they drove through unknown territory. she's almost certain they made a wrong turn somewhere. they'd stopped near a ranch, the first she's ever seen up close, hoping to spot someone that could at least point them in the direction of a motel or a bar – anything that is not a tiny metal box with easily breakable windows. little did she know a kind stranger would pass by just then, rushed & clearly trying to get home before it starts pouring down too badly. for once, she was perfectly okay with someone taking pity on her. " we'll be out of your hair as soon as it clears up. " she wears a grateful smile now, fingers running through soaking wet hair draped across one shoulder. nose scrunches upwards just a little. " sorry, ugh – i feel like a wet rat. "

#deadranch #( v; close your eyes & feel ) #hi frienddd !! i hope this is okay

[chmerical]

✨

MAX!!!! you are legit so chill, i love seein you on the dash & i'm so happy to see wyatt back!! you've put so much love and care into him and it shows, it's honestly really inspiring <3 can't wait to be blessed with ur wonderful writing once more hehe

send a lil ✨ for positivity ! // ft. @deadranch

#we must do things!!!!!! #deadranch #answered.

[vihrago-a]

V!! I love love LOVE your writing so much and I LOVE writing with you and talking abt our muses n anytning in between <3 you really have a good grasp of your muses's voices and I adore the amount of detail you put into it! I absolutely love having our lil threads on here and discoed and I love reading ur writing even if it isn't between us!! 💕

#𝖔𝖚𝖙 𝖔𝖋 𝖈𝖍𝖚𝖗𝖗𝖔𝖘 [ ooc ] . #deadranch

[freezeher-moved]

@deadranch liked !

❛ and daddy said , " shoot first , then run an' don't look back ." ❜

#deadranch #╰ * . ♱ ⸺ 𝐯 : 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐟𝐚𝐫𝐞 . 03

[bravest]

@deadranch​   liked .

“   one   day   they   woke   me   up ,   so   i   could   live   forever ...   it’s   such   a   shame   the   same   will   never   happen   to   you !   ”

#she HAS to giggle :3 #deadranch #scientists were wrong and you suspected all along it might be true ... the world belongs to you. / glitch ic

[publicabsent]

@deadranch: five more steps. you can do it. / accepting.

she doesn't know if she can. (leave it to her to appear, looking like a soaked & beaten cat, in front of a stranger.) her ankle feels as though it swells more with every step, & she almost hates to lean against someone she doesn't know that well. as if her contact is offensive. "i-i-i ... i -- i'm s-s -- s - sorr-ry, i d-didn-n't m-mean ... t-to, um. sc - sc-care you." her voice is quiet, near a mumble.

#deadranch #✽ ➝ answered. ❜ #✽ ➝ verse 001. ❜

[unvendaval]

🍓 !!

WELL HEY THERE !!! i'm so happy to have someone join me in this wonderful crusade of simping for johnny utah . but also , your creativity goes through the roof and i'd love to watch a movie about wyatt fr <3

#deadranch #unvendaval ♡ answered ask. #unvendaval ♡ positivity.

[guttersniper]

@deadranch said: what were you arrested for, kid?

alice’s restaurant massacree.

he still doesn’t know why he’s trying to make conversation with him. it’s no clearer to him now than it had been a little while ago what he wants from him, and there must be something. there always is.

he doesn’t blink. the hang of his gaze is heavy, sharp, shadowed with something like someone shouldn’t look into his eyes for too long if they don’t like what they see in them. 

mutt knows how this goes. wyatt’ll be all nice and civil and proper right up until he’s not. 

he sniffs, rubs at a stray itch at the end of his nose with the back of a knuckle. “ with all due respect, “ a platitude that, superficially civil, doesn’t sound like he has interest in respecting him at all, “ ‘m not interested in making small talk with you. “

#well damn #deadranch #v. modern. #answered.

[c0nklins]

@deadranch liked for a lyrical one liner starter

❝ I've never seen someone lit from within. ❞

#[ closed starter ] #[ ic ] #deadranch