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k so u can find me over here now!!!

#queue.

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k so u can find me over here now!!!

#queue.

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k so u can find me over here now!!!

#ill be making my muse list smaller so i can focus on the characters more #so yea setting up there is what ill be doin today

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e1ixirs​   :      BETTY.

                he’d  disappeared  without  a  word,    how  on  earth  was  she  supposed  to  take  it  ?    sit  around,    wait  for  him  to  come  back  to  her  ?    it  was  how  she  dreamed  it,    of  course;    how  she  wanted  it  to  end  and  having  a  happy  ending.    and  betty  doesn’t  want  to  admit  the  nights  she  spent  crying,    the  nights  with  inez  and  augustine,    them  rubbing  her  back  because  she  doesn’t  know  how  to  react.    what  do  you  do  when  your  heart  is  broken  for  the  first  time  ?    it’s    inez    that  informs  her  james  is  back,    had  seen  him  walking  around  main  street,    and  her  heart  had  plummeted  to  her  stomach.    she  feels  like  a  fool,    can  hear  her  mother  calling  her  sister  in  college,    telling  her  how  betty’s  heartbroken  and  walking  around  like  a  kicked  puppy.    it’s  miserable.    she  tries  to  rise  above  it,    really,    but  how  ?    and  it’s  been  a  month.    you’d  think  a  month  would  do  something  to  numb  the  scars  on  her  heart,    stars  gone  back  to  the  midnight  evening,    yet    -    his  grip  is  on  her  arm  and  she  bites  her  lip,    fights  the  urge  to  run  and  give  a  hug  because  she    can’t.    she  can’t  do  that  to  herself,    not  this  time.    “what,  james?  you  want  to  talk.  right  here?  in  the  middle  of  school  where  anyone  can  see?  do  you  know  how  idiotic  i  look  right  now?”    will  yank  her  arm  out  of  his  grip,    tries  to  glare,    but  her  lips  are  threatening  to  tremble  and  she    –    she  takes  a  deep  breath.    you  can  do  this,  betty.    he’s  just  a  boy,    right  ?        (    one  you  thought  you  loved.  and  maybe  you  were  young  but  god,  everyone  in  this  damn  town  knew  you  were  something  strong,  something  important.  and  the  worst  part,  is  you  thought  he  felt  the  same    )      a  laugh  leaves  her  lips,    an  incredulous  look  crossing  her  face.      “i’m  avoiding  you?  james,  you’ve  been  back  for  2  days!!”      and  maybe  she’s  asking  for  too  much,    but  jesus,    what  else  can  she  do  ?      “it’s  been  a  month,”    she  says  finally,    crossing  her  arms,    almost  as  if  to  protect  herself  from  what  he  has  to  say.        “a  month  of  absolutely  nothing  from  you.  i  think  that  says  it  all.”

hand       falls       back      to     side     defeatedly,      shoulders     dropping    in     the     process     and     you     do     your      damnedest     to     not      huff    out    a      breath.         no,       you      don’t     get    to     be     frustrated    with    her!         this    is      another      thing      you’ve     ruined.      a     truth     you     won’t     really    admit    to     yourself.        you’ll     blame    it    on     your     parents,       their     excessive     need     to     keep     up      their     image.      if     they    gave    so     much    of    a     shit,      how’d    it    take    them    so    long    to     notice     your     downfall?        “not    like     .     .     .      right    here,      obviously.     i      just     meant,        like,        we      need    to     talk.      somewhere.”        motions     vaguely     and     then     swallows    lightly.      it’s    hard    to     look    at    her     when     you     know     she’s      breaking    at     the     seams     because    of      you.       this     was    never     supposed    to     happen!        “yeah,      yeah,      okay.      i’ve    been    back     two    days!     trust    me     when    i    say     you    didn’t    want    to    see    me     then.”        the     frustration      rises     in     voice     and     you    pause.        two    days    of    pure     hell.       between     your     mom     monitoring    your    every     move     and      the      nagging     thought     in     the     back    of     your    mind      to    go     out    and    get    exactly    what    it    was    that    your    body    had    been    deprived   of    for    a    month    straight,      you     knew     betty     didn’t    need    to    see     you     like     that.        “you    say     that    like    i’ve    had     any     choice    at     all!      i     didn’t. “

#e1ixirs #i. SCRIPTS - JAMES DAVENPORT. #just hearing a lot of excuses rn james ..... #maybe just say ur sorry ? :/ #a suggestion

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i'm so predictable ....... i made a mike blog :/

#one day i'll use this multi again ... one day

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𝑵𝑶𝑾     𝑯𝑬    𝑯𝑨𝑫     𝑻𝑶    𝑮𝑶     𝑩𝑨𝑪𝑲     𝑻𝑶     𝑩𝑬𝑰𝑵𝑮    𝑯𝑰𝑴𝑺𝑬𝑳𝑭,      𝗮𝗻𝗱   𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁   𝘄𝗮𝘀    𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗱     —      ᶤᵗ     ᵍᵒᵗ    ʰᵃʳᵈᵉʳ    ᵗᵒ    ᵈᵒ    ᵗʰᵃᵗ     ᵉᵛᵉʳʸ    ʸᵉᵃʳˑ      𝗶͟𝘁͟ ͟ ͟ ͟ ͟𝘄͟𝗮͟𝘀͟ ͟ ͟ ͟ ͟𝗲͟𝗮͟𝘀͟𝗶͟𝗲͟𝗿͟ ͟ ͟ ͟ ͟ ͟𝘁͟𝗼͟ ͟ ͟ ͟ ͟ ͟𝗯͟𝗲͟ ͟ ͟ ͟ ͟𝗯͟𝗿͟𝗮͟𝘃͟𝗲͟ ͟ ͟ ͟ ͟𝘄͟𝗵͟𝗲͟𝗻͟ ͟ ͟ ͟ ͟𝘆͟𝗼͟𝘂͟ ͟ ͟ ͟ ͟𝘄͟𝗲͟𝗿͟𝗲͟ ͟ ͟ ͟ ͟𝘀͟𝗼͟𝗺͟𝗲͟𝗼͟𝗻͟𝗲͟ ͟ ͟ ͟ ͟ ͟𝗲͟𝗹͟𝘀͟𝗲͟.͟

#u can find me over here for the time being!!! #the it rot is too strong to try and write other muses rn i am Sorry #mobile /

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ERIC: i can’t believe this is happening. why did we even blow up that fracking site? it was so stupid, we were so stupid. ABBY: it wasn’t stupid, it worked. ERIC: we broke the law, abby!

santa clarita diet; 3.03 → we let people die every day

#eddie tbt. #mobile /

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mikehanlcn​     :      MIKE     HANLON.

mike’s nose crinkles at the use of ‘michael’. then he shakes his head. “have you ever seen a panda eat macaroni? no. no pandas eat macaroni. i don’t think they even know what macaroni is!” he grabs a cushion and throws it at richie’s head. “don’t need a panda to tell me that.”

         “      has     anyone    ever    thought    to    give    a    panda     macaroni?      they    could     be     really     wanting    it    and    we    don’t    even     fucking    know     because    they    can’t    just     say    ‘     hey,      you     know    what     sounds     good?     macaroni!     make    me    some!    ‘     “       features     scrunch      in     preparation    for     the     landed    blow     that     knocks    his    glasses    off     balance.       he     adjusts     those    and     grabs    the    cushion,       throwing    it    right    back     at     mike.       “     you’re    being    so     inconsiderate    to    pandas    everywhere     right     now.     “

#mikehanlcn #i. SCRIPTS - MUSE: RICHIE TOZIER.

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@mikehanlcn     said:       ‘  pandas  don’t  like  macaroni .  ’

“        did     a      panda     tell     you     that,      michael?            how    do    you     know     that?        if     i     were     to     give   a     panda     a     giant    bowl     of     macaroni,     is    it    going    to     go    ape    shit     on     me?         i     don’t     think     it     would!     i     think     it     may     even     appreciate      me    for    it.     “

#mikehanlcn #i. SCRIPTS - MUSE: RICHIE TOZIER. #HELPPP #I HAD TO REPLY IMMEDIATELY

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𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐌𝐄 𝐆𝐎 👀.

okay so i got like, three books delivered this week, and in anticipation i reread another book that i had, and lads, let me tell ye, it was like quicksand. so now i have a list, some from my head, many from my wonderful friends’ heads, of prompts that basically made us all very soft or very “pleasantly scandalized rich lady from the sixties who just found out a juicy bit of goss about the new neighbor”. i hope ye like them! (DO NOT ADD TO THE LIST. I WILL MAKE A PART TWO. AND THREE. AND FOUR. MANY MANY PARTS. EVENTUALLY. )

[ HAIR ]:          sender slowly reaches out to catch a loose strand of the receiver’s hair and tuck it gently and securely back behind their ear, letting their touch linger afterwards. (if the receiver has short hair, then the sender reaches out and gently runs their fingers through their hair to smooth it back.)

[ CLOSE ]:          while standing remarkably close to one another, the sender is unable to stop themselves from running their gaze across the receiver’s body, lingering for a moment on their lips, before returning to initiate prolonged, intense eye contact.

[ CHIN ]:          as they stand close to one another, the sender hooks a finger and tenderly lifts the receiver’s chin, tilting it up so that they can look at one another, and running a thumb across their skin lightly.

[ THUMB ]:          while cupping the receiver’s cheek in their hand, the sender slowly glides their thumb across their cheekbone in a tender, sweeping caress.

[ WOUND ]:          upon noticing a recent injury on the receiver’s person, the sender carefully moves closer, running a thumb (or hand) across the wound in a gentle, troubled manner.

[ INHALE ]:          while standing in very close quarters to the receiver, the sender shakily inhales with desire/anticipation as they realize how intimately close they are to one another.

[ DANCE ]:          when alone together (e.g. the bedroom, the kitchen, literally anywhere once they’re alone) the sender takes the receiver’s hand, and pulls them into a graceful yet intimate dance as a spontaneous act.

[ BARE ]:          as they get undressed, the sender gently places a soft, tender kiss against the receiver’s bare shoulder.

[ SCAR ]:          noticing a scar on the receiver’s skin, the sender tentatively stops them from covering it up, and rests a gentle, soft kiss over it.

[ FOREHEAD ]:          placing a hand on the back of the receiver’s neck, the sender guides them close and rests their foreheads together.

[ PALM ]:          taking the receiver’s hand, the sender brings it to their mouth, and places a tender kiss against the receiver’s palm.

[ LINGER ]:          taking the receiver’s hand, the sender lifts it to their lips, and gently kisses their knuckles, lingering for a moment before withdrawing.

[ BEHIND ]:         upon entering the same room as the receiver, the sender steps behind them, and winds their arms around the receiver’s waist, drawing them close against them.

[ WAIT ]:          realizing the receiver is about to leave the room, the sender hastily reaches out and catches their wrist, preventing them from continuing their departure.

[ ARM ]:          after holding their hand, the sender releases the receiver, but slowly glides their hand up the full length of their arm, lingering on the upper arm, then the shoulder, then resting their touch against the side of their neck.

[ HOLD ]:          while close to the receiver, the sender wordlessly takes a hold of their hand, for no other purpose than to be holding it.

[ PLAY ]:          while sitting together, the sender absently lifts the receiver’s hand, idly running their fingertips across the lines of their palms, mapping out every inch of their hand with slow, lazy touches.

[ GUIDE ]:          in the process of guiding the receiver through a crowded place, the sender’s hand protectively grazes against the small of their back

[ TOUCH ]:          while touching the receiver’s waist, the sender’s hand briefly dips beneath the hem of their shirt, skimming briefly across the bare skin of their waist.

[ CUP ]:           bringing both hands up to cup the receiver’s face, the sender draws them in closer to them in order to get a better look at their face.

[ TUG ]:          the sender tugs the receiver close against them by resting a hand against the small of their back, pulling them flush against their body.

[ HUSH ]:          while standing close to one another and hiding from pursuers, the sender reaches up and places a finger against the receiver’s lips to prevent them from speaking and revealing their location.

#i. MISC - INBOX PROMPTS.

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@wizardslays    asked:      ❛ do you enjoy playing with people’s hearts? ❜

         “        .......what?        “        the     drop     of     amusement     is      immediate.       replaced      instead      with      the     hot     grasp      of      embarrassment.      𝑩𝑬𝑬𝑷    𝑭𝑼𝑪𝑲𝑰𝑵𝑮     𝑩𝑬𝑬𝑷,       𝑹𝑰𝑪𝑯𝑰𝑬!          congratulations,     you     went     too    far.       the     joke     isn’t   a    joke    anymore.      ᵗʰᵉ      ʲᵒᵏᵉ     ʰᵃᵈ     ᶰᵉᵛᵉʳ     ᵇᵉᵉᶰ     ᵃ     ʲᵒᵏᵉ    ᵗᵒ    ᵇᵉᵍᶤᶰ    ʷᶤᵗʰˑ        not     with     him.         “         that’s     not    what    i    was    trying    to    do.     “    richie      starts     weakly      and     swallows     nervously,       his    fingers    grasping    at    his    glasses    to     adjust    them     on     his    face.      “      it    was    a     really     stupid     joke.     sorry,     will.   “         

#wizardslays #i. DYNAMIC / WIZARDSLAYS - WILL BYERS & RICHIE TOZIER. #i. SCRIPTS - MUSE: RICHIE TOZIER. #i dont appreciate this.........

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what if i just thought abt a url for richie and i'm abt to work on his blog again..... what then....

#the temptation is growing... #ughhfjd #also gm !!!!!

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i decided to start reading more of IT instead of writing tn but feel free to msg me or hmu on disc for plots or smth <3 richie tozier brainrot#3069

#i hope all of u have a gn !!!! #mobile.

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(    *   & .   —   THE  HAUNTING  OF  HILL  HOUSE  SENTENCE  STARTERS

*   warning   :   may  contain  spoilers  for  episodes  one  through  ten .

‘  if  you  were  me ,  you  wouldn’t  be  such  a  fucking  asshole .  ’

‘  the  world  out  there  has  teeth  and  it  is  hungry  and  it  is  stupid  and  it eats  and  eats  mindlessly .  ’

‘  you  listen  to  your  gut .  even  if  it  makes  them  hate  you .  ’

‘  i  am  a  dream  and  so  are  you  and  so  are  we .  ’

‘  you  are  a  looker ,  aren’t  you ?  ’

‘  honey ,  someone’s  in  the  house .  ’

‘  i’m  dreaming ,  right ?  ’

‘  i  just  need  a  little  time  away .  it’s  nothing  more  than  that .  ’

‘  you’re  saying  it  was  an  accident ,  so  you  accidentally  put  your  hand  through  a  mirror ?  ’

‘  i’m  scared .  that’s  all  i  am .  there  is  nothing  else .  i’m  only  scared .  ’

‘  do  you  think  there’s  something  wrong  with  me ?  like ,  really  wrong ?  ’

‘  it’s  alright ,  sugar .  it’s  just  a  dream  —  just  a  screaming  meemie .  ’

‘  we  yield  to  it  or  we  fight  it ,  but  we  cannot  meet  it  halfway .  ’

‘  i  seldom  am  well  behaved .  ’

‘  i  enjoyed  the  conversation ,  but  i’m  gonna  say  goodnight .  ’

‘  did  you  just  punch  me  in  the  boob ?  ’

‘  just  enjoy  me .  i’m  loving  you .  ’

‘  i  wouldn’t  have  changed  a  thing .  i  need  you  to  know  that .  ’

‘  forgiveness  is  warm  like  a  tear  on  a  cheek .  ’

‘  i  loved  you  completely  and  you  loved  me  the  same .  ’

‘  that’s  all .  the  rest  is  confetti .  ’

‘  forgive  a  girl  for  being  lonely .  ’

‘  there’s  nothing  sadder  than  a  cold  bed .  ’

‘  journey’s  end  when  lovers  meet .  ’

‘  journeys  don’t  end ,  not  if  you  love  someone .  they  don’t  end  at  all .  ’

‘  probably  best  you  didn’t  say  anything  to  them .  ’

‘  i’m  asking  you  to  love  me  hard  for  the  next  few  minutes .  ’

‘  i’m  gonna  jump  and  i’m  asking  you  to  hold  my  hand  while  i’m  falling .  ’

‘  i  have  something  that  i  have  to  tell  you ,  but  i  need  you  to  remember  when  i  do  that  i  love  you .  ’

‘  i  wish  i  would’ve  loved  you  better .  ’

‘  pandas  don’t  like  macaroni .  ’

‘  i’m  just  floating  in  this  ocean  of  nothing  and  i  wonder  if  this  is  it ,  this  is  what  death  is .  ’

‘  i  wonder  if  this  is  what  death  is ,  just  out  there  in  the  darkness ,  just  darkness  and  numbness  and  alone .  ’

‘  i  wondered  if  that’s  what  they  felt ,  just  numb  and  nothing  and  alone .  ’

‘  he  was  a  light  in  the  darkness .  he  was  a  life  preserver  in  the  ocean .  ’  

‘  i  reached  for  him  because  i  had  to  feel  something .  i  had  to  feel  anything .  ’

‘  god ,  i’m  so  glad  i  did  it  though .  thank  god  it  worked .  ’

‘  i  felt  scared .  so  fucking  scared .  ’

‘  honestly  i  had  to  do  it  because  it  felt  better  than  feeling  nothing .  ’

‘  that  thorough  fucking  shame  was  so  much  better  than  that  horrible  empty  feeling .  ’

‘  you  have  to  live .  ’

‘  i  don’t —  i  don’t  know  how  to  do  this  without  you .  ’

‘  i  learned  a  secret  :  there  is  no  without .  i  am  not  gone .  i  am  scattered  into  so  many  pieces ,  sprinkled  on  your  life  like  new  snow .  ’

‘  when  we  die ,  we  turn  into  stories  and  every  time  someone  tells  one  of  those  stories  it’s  like  we’re  still  here .  ’

‘  we’re  all  stories  in  the  end .  ’

‘  you’re  supposed  to  protect  me ,  but  you  say  the  meanest  things  to  me  when  i  try  to  tell  you  things .  ’

‘  that  was  really  wild  stuff .  ’

‘  that  was  really  wild  stuff  considering  you  were  asleep  for ,  what ,  like…  ninety-nine  percent  of  it ?  ’

‘  i’m  sorry .  i  should  have  made  more  of  an  effort  with  you .  ’

‘  you  tried  the  best  that  you  could .  i  should’ve  met  you  halfway .  ’

‘  people  fuck  up .  i  guess  you  don’t  get  that  —  you  really  don’t  get  it  until  you  fuck  up .  really  fuck  up .  ’

‘  i  felt…  nothing .  just  nothing .  and  it  spread  everywhere  in  me ,  this  nothing ,  until  i  couldn’t  feel  anything  anymore .  i  was  just  this  dark ,  empty  black  hole .   ’

‘  i  felt  nothing  and  so  i  drank  and  i  drank  and  nothing  worked .  i  couldn’t  feel  anything .  ’

#tbt. #mobile /

[racointeurarc]

* creepy location meme

send a number for our muses to interact at the following! 

an uncomfortably quiet gas station 

a bustling diner that never closes

an old tree with trunks like knives 

a video store with a sign titled ‘ JOIN US ’

the back of a stolen car

a twisting forest that beckons you

an antique shop that smells of death and decay

the lot behind a somber hotel

a forgotten graveyard on the outskirts of town

an abandoned church where the choir continue their song 

a grocery store where no one smiles  

a bar where everyone hums the same song

end of the road

an undisclosed government facility

a howling bonfire where shadows betray you

a police station on edge during a blizzard 

an uncanny farmhouse with a ‘ ROOM FOR RENT ’ sign

#i. MISC - INBOX PROMPTS.

[racointeurarc]

teeny tiny starter call...    i wanna write things maybe

#tucks hair behind ear #specify muse pls <3 #and i may come to u for a little bit of plotting

[racointeurarc]

𝚂̲𝙰̲𝙻̲𝚃̲ ̲ ̲ ̲ ̲ ̲ ̲𝙰̲𝙸̲𝚁̲ ̲ ̲ ̲ ̲ ̲ ̲&̲ ̲ ̲ ̲ ̲ ̲𝚃̲𝙷̲𝙴̲ ̲ ̲ ̲ ̲ ̲𝚁̲𝚄̲𝚂̲𝚃̲ ̲ ̲ ̲ ̲𝙾̲𝙽̲ ̲ ̲ ̲ ̲𝚈̲𝙾̲𝚄̲𝚁̲ ̲ ̲ ̲ ̲ ̲𝙳̲𝙾̲𝙾̲𝚁̲.̲            𝘧𝘵.       𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘴     𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮         𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘱𝘩𝘦𝘯     𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨’𝘴     𝘪𝘵,        𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳     𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴,       𝘴𝘶𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘢𝘭,     𝘢𝘯𝘥     𝘷𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴    𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳    𝘮𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘴    𝘢𝘴    𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭    𝘢𝘴    𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭     𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴.         𝘦𝘴𝘵.     𝟤𝟢𝟤𝟤.          𝙸̲ ̲ ̲ ̲ ̲𝙲̲𝙰̲𝙽̲ ̲ ̲ ̲ ̲𝚂̲𝙴̲𝙴̲ ̲ ̲ ̲ ̲𝚄̲𝚂̲ ̲ ̲ ̲ ̲𝙻̲𝙾̲𝚂̲𝚃̲ ̲ ̲ ̲ ̲𝙸̲𝙽̲ ̲ ̲ ̲ ̲𝚃̲𝙷̲𝙴̲ ̲ ̲ ̲ ̲𝙼̲𝙴̲𝙼̲𝙾̲𝚁̲𝚈̲.̲ ̲ ̲ ̲ ̲.̲ ̲ ̲ ̲ ̲.̲     ©         𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘥.

#hi.... <3