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❛ you’re lucky you got away with only a scratch. ❜
It's really not a big deal, if you ask Jamie. He's seen friends, teammates, loved ones be put in much worse situations. What could've been a direct boot to the head, studs first, ended up just being getting a massive fucking scratch down his leg. There'll be bruises in the shape of the Brighton defender's studs for days, but he's fine, he let the trainers walk him off the pitch, jogged it off on the touchline, and then got back on the pitch after the mandated thirty seconds out. Now, as he looks at Roy, hears him out, it's almost endearing; the man who was a fucking menace to the league for decades being this concerned about him after taking a tackle not unlike the dozens Roy'd doled out himself. "I'm fine," he insists, turning and hiking up his Richmond joggers so Roy can see the bruises better. They'd be pretty fucking sick looking, honestly, if he ignored the way he'd obtained the six vertical bruises going from knee to ankle. "Doc wouldn't've let me play out the rest of the game if I weren't fine, yeah? Y'trust him?"
@horrorfyer [ roy ] // from here !
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" are you listening? "
@horrorfyer, adelias. * lyric-based.
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@horrorfyer | continued . . .
The moment she laid eyes on him Krystal felt the hairs on the back of her neck stand up, and a chill running down her spine. There was something unnerving about the guy, as charming as he seemed, something didn’t feel quite right. Green eyes keep a sharp gaze on the man, “Callin’ to ya, huh?” the woman snidely remarks with this peculiar grin on her face, it ain’t friendly. It’s full of teeth, a warning, like a scared animal ready to bite the hand that reaches. And with her hand itching for her pistol sitting so comfortably in the holster around her thigh, she could do it, she could shoot him. One quick shot, even if it doesn’t get him down completely, it does give her a chance to get away, hopefully. “Much as I appreciate the compliment, 'fraid you ain’t gettin’ any unless ya got some bands on ya.” She jokes with that last part, mainly for her own sake. “Sorry ‘bout that, sugar.”
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incoming case... i think you know more than i think you know. @horrorfyer.
'yeah, because that's not fuckin' confusing, at all,' face remains stony, the man standoffish from the woman finley was already far too aware of. he knows a lot more than he's supposed to, that's for damn sure. and more than he ever really wanted to know, too. whether or not he would admit that to her, though, was another story entirely. he'd been tested, just like she had. their torture may have been different, but the lesson remained the same. survivors came out with a new, albite still skewed, outlook on life. fin had decided to dig further into where john had come from, why he started doing this in the first place. hands slide into his pockets, feeling the knife there, his one good eye landing on amanda, no emotion portrayed in hazel depths. 'you really wanna talk about this here, or do you wanna go somewhere private?'
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@horrorfyer, starter / " you know i don't buy this whole JOURNALIST bullshit, right ? i'm not a fucking idiot, tai. "
#✧ — content : writing.#✧ — as : jackie taylor.#✧ — with : taissa turner / horrorfyer.#✧ — verse : alternate.
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‘ looks pretty bad. ’ he has inflicted wounds worse than this, but nevertheless, he wraps the bandage around her stomach, blood pooling down his newly purchased shirt. ‘ fucking hell, ’ he murmurs as begins to press pressure onto the wound. ‘ ambulance will be here soon. ’ his hair falls down his face, his forehead is beaded with sweat as he hears the familiar sirens of the ambulance and the cops. ‘ the killer is gone. ’
❛ patch . help my muse patch up a wound . - gale weathers. @horrorfyer
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this is a private & selective lottie matthews blog from the media y.ellowjackets , a heavily headcanon based portrayal with southern gothic & folk horror ties , written & worshiped by darian. highly triggering content will be present , but will always tag with example: blood /. muse & mun are 18+ , & this blog will contain serious adult themes. minors & personals dni. this blog will be medium / high activity. other blog: @occultst
affiliated with: @natal7e , @cairoes , @horrorfyer , @kwsatz
please note: this blog is an unreliable narrator , & will be written in first person , from lottie's perspective. this blog will also cover triggering topics , such as ritualistic murder as well as c.annibalism - any mentions of this will be tagged properly.
this portrayal primarily focuses on lottie when she was 18 - 20 during her time in the wilderness , but i am very open to plotting for adult lottie present day as well.
studying themes such as : medicate the medium , survival at any cost , cultism , trauma bonding , ritualistic witchcraft , death to girlhood , civility vs chaos , forced leadership , sick is the new sane , undying devotion , & sacrifice.
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" give me what i want —— what i deserve. "
@horrorfyer, casper. * lyric-based.
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how long have you known?
It's a valid question, to be fair. He's quite good at keeping things to himself when he thinks he ought to. Though Jamie's not sure how Roy'll take it if he finds out the truth - Jamie's known since the start [ because he's a fucking genius ]. He tilts his head forward, purses his lips up, raises his brows as he tries to figure out what Roy's response might be. It's less than ten seconds before Jamie makes his mind up; he's a shit liar, and lying to Roy would probably be worse than telling him the full truth. "Since the start."
@horrorfyer [ roy ] // from here !
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@horrorfyer, starter / " look, misty- YOU NEED TO CHILL, okay ? you could be totally cool if you didn't come on so strong all the time, you know ? none of us are going anywhere anytime soon."
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