𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐒.

𝙲𝙻𝙴𝚅𝙴𝚁 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐜 𝐺𝐻𝑂𝑆𝑇𝑆 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐌 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓 → ♡

[applesdrownedgone]

private    𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐰𝐢𝐜𝐤    of   𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐧    𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐫    𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 :    murder    house    written   as    an    original    character   haunted    by    elias   25+,    he/him,    pst.  𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢 𝐫𝐲𝐚𝐧 𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐩𝐡𝐲 affiliated with : @hauntnarrative, @untilthcyrot, @jaessie

𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐑 : this    is    a    horror    blog   and   will    contain    mentions    of    death,    mental    illness,  infidelity,  toxic    relationships,    su***de    and    child    neglect.  the    later    two    are    the    only    ones    i    will    tag.    the    rest    come    up    far    too    frequently.    please    mind    your    triggers    when    deciding    to    follow.      all    standard    triggers    aside    will    be    tagged.   let    me    know    if    you    need    something   tagged.   my    portrayal    highly    explores    chads    struggle    with    intermittent    explosive    disorder    ,    as    such    he    may    grossly    react    out    of    turn    to    various    things.    his    outbursts    will    appear    in    some    interactions    ,    please    keep    this    in    mind.   i    will    not    be    watering    him    down    to    appease    people.

  𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐃    |     𝐏𝐒𝐃: © pinkinnards and waatsoned

𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐆 𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐋 : @auras3ye ( 𝗉𝗌𝗒𝖼𝗁𝗂𝖼 𝗈𝖼 ), @yearszero ( 𝗆𝖺𝖼𝗄𝖾𝗇𝗓𝗂𝖾 𝖼𝗋𝗈𝖿𝗍 ), @pres5play ( 𝗆𝗎𝗅𝗍𝗂 𝗆𝗎𝗌𝖾 ), @horrorsought ( 𝗁𝗈𝗋𝗋𝗈𝗋 𝖽𝗒𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗉𝗂𝖺𝗇 𝗆𝗎𝗅𝗍𝗂 ), @hazb1ns ( 𝗁𝖾𝗅𝗅𝖺𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗌𝖾 𝗆𝗎𝗅𝗍𝗂 𝗆𝗎𝗌𝖾 )

[applesdrownedgone]

moved blogs. like this if you want me to follow you !

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temporary moving chad my my ahs multi @ghostnarrative. i will be back, i just need to be a lil more organized atm.

[applesdrownedgone]

the fact that i am going to see zach next weekend in new york and i get the brilliant minds advert on my bus for the second time 👀

[applesdrownedgone]

icb it’s been a year since i went to new york for zachs xmas play…. like what do you mean that wasn’t just a week ago?

[nailgore-a]

RACHEL STILL DOESNT BUY IT, but the guy ( ghost ? ) ghost guy? has a point. She really does have nothing to lose, and at this stage in her vampirism, she'd rather enjoy a moment's peace than be all paranoid about it. Witches aren't the biggest fan of vampires as history has shown over and over again, but this vampire was on the hunt for the meaning behind the house her friend was currently stuck in, so in order to learn witches: she's gotta study witches. ( while also hiding from said witches so they don't find out she is actually studying them). Totally normal and not at all confusing or difficult. Rachel sighs before nodding, crossing her legs as she gives Chad a knowing glance. "Bottoms up, I guess." She's smoking it, not eating it, but at this point Rachel's digging her lighter out and flicking up the flame. "Will you be able to still see me or is this just a witch avoider?" not that it matters. Rachel takes a hit anyway, testing out the limits.

[applesdrownedgone]

her    distrust    of    him    blankets    the    air    like    an    old    friend.    it's    never    bothered    him    in    death    what    anyone    might    think    of    him,    well,    maybe    it    did    sometime,    but    everyone    gets    a    little    insecure    from    time    to    time    right  ?    chad    is    just    not    going    to    talk    about,    preferring    to    ignore    it's    existence    most    days,    else    it    would    swallow    him    whole.    violet    and    michael    did    say    he    had    to    work    on    his    emotions.

he    holds    the    little    bundle    out    to    the    vampire,    urging    her    to    take    it    from   him.  to    be    honest,    the    ghost    doesn't    quite    know    what    it    is.    he    had    nicked    it    from    that    psychic    dude    who    visited    last    month,    poking    his    head    in    business    that    didn't    concern    him.    so    chad    had    pickpocketed    him    on    his    way    out.    the    dude    had    a    whole    bag    of    tricks    so    he    just    grabbed    something    that    said    "witch    repellent"    and    kept    it    close    in    hand.  ❝   the    label    just    said    "repel    witches   with    one    hit."    more    than    likely    you'll    only    be    invisible    to    them.    ❞  chad    shrugs,    leaning    against    the    wall,    crossing    his    ankles    over    the    other,    arms    folded    over.    ❝   how    does    it    feel  ?    anything    like    actual    weed  ?   ❞

@diaryburned <3

[auras3ye-a]

UPDATE: hey everyone ! i know i have been scarce the last few months, and the truth of that is, a lot happened in my personal life that effected my ability to be present. aside from that, i have started writing my own projects more regularly and that's been eating up the bulk of my time. i do miss you all, so i want to come back and be present more. for now i am going to be focusing more on my oc's. i have not abandoned any blogs and will be on them, but my free time is limited nowadays.

if anyone wants to write on discord, please do let me know! i would love to make us a server.

[applesdrownedgone]

happy halloween besties! if you want a starter like this post! 🎃

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did some clean up of my followings, probably gonna keep this blog super selective

[applesdrownedgone]

ROLEPLAY HISTORY

The rules are simple! Post ten characters you’d like to roleplay as, have role-played as and might bring back. Then tag ten people to do the same (if you can’t think of ten characters, just write down however many you can and tag the same amount of people). Aside from that, please repost instead of reblogging!

tagged by: @untilthcyrot <3

have role-played: unless otherwise noted at this point in time i have no plans to bring anyone from this list back.

han solo (sw)

tos spock

anna of arendelle (ouat)

arthur pendragon (ouat)

nancy drew - may bring back

fred jones (scooby doo)

scarlet winslow (ahs stories)

ruby (ahs stories)

james t. kirk (st)

jack sparrow (potc)

want to role-play as:

alastor (technically had him but i scrapped the concept and am waiting for s2 first)

au cinderella (spy and assassin for fairytale and co investigation)

lute

sander cohen (i have him just haven’t used him yet)

m3gan (again, i have her already just haven’t used her yet)

tagging: @horrorfound, @nailgore, @tragedyblood & you reading this!

[horrorfound-archived]

@applesdrowned asked: what are you looking at? / for astrid 

college was supposed to a fun time of self discovery and finally getting away from her mom. astrid was looking forward to living with a group of friends that she'd met in orientation, only a short distance from the campus. this one girl, clara, had said that her parents had recently bought some old home really cheap and was going to let them rent it out.

cool, cool. 

the second that astrid set her eyes on the house, she knew something was off. the air around the big house felt heavy and thick, something about it making her feel sick to her stomach. the closer that she got, the worse that the feeling got. and even stepping into the home, something sickening settled into the pit of her stomach. it felt like the very air of the house was rotting somehow, as if bodies were in the yard, beneath the floorboards, in the basement, in the very walls of the home. astrid had had her small experiences with haunted homes but nothing felt like this. every part of her screamed for her to turn and run. this place was evil incarnate. 

when she turned a corner, she found herself face to face with a man. her brow furrowed and she took a half step back in surprise. no one was supposed to be here. she opened her mouth to say something when he spoke and then she saw it. the briefest flicker of what he truly looked like, injuries and all. well fuck.

she sighed softly, pressing a hand to her forehead and closing her eyes for a brief moment. "i've really got to start researching places before i agree to move in," she finally muttered. she fixed the stranger with a sharp look, now able to see the subtle differences that marked him for who he truly is. "i'm apparently looking at a dead man. you're not, like, evil or something are you?"

[applesdrownedgone]

    any   time   a   new   tenant   moved   in   the   house   spelled   trouble   for   chad.   more   bodies   occupying   the   space,   more   fucking   noise   he   had   to   escape   from.   not   to   mention   every. single. fucking. person.   who   moved   in   tried   to   fuck   with   his   decorations.   it's   precisely   why   a   lot   of   them   end   up   dead   in   a   rage fulled rampage.   only   after   the   fact   does   chad   regret   adding   another   "tortuous"   soul   to   the   house's   count.

    recently   there   had   been   a   couple   that   had   come   through   with   a   realtor   and   their   college   aged   daughter.   it   became   clear   by   the   end   of   the   visit   that   this   family   was   going   to   be   inhabiting   the   house.   or   so   he   thought.   no.   in   actual   fact   it   was   to   be   rented   out   to   a   bunch   of   college   kids.   chad doesn't mind this particularly   so   long   as   they   are   not   loud   and   obnoxious.   he   gets   enough   of   that   shit   from   his   ex,   but   thankfully   he   has   michael   to   fight   his   battles   for   him   now.

   the   rub   comes   from   the unexpected encounter   in   the   hallway.   chad   had   always   made   sure   to   cloak   around   tenants,   unless   he   wanted   to   be   seen.   no   living   soul   should   have   seen   him   sharply   turn   the   corner   with   a   bottle   of   wine   in   hand.   it only registers   he   has   been   seen   when   he   catches   the   tail   end   of   her   words.   this   could   only   be   one   thing.   she was psychic.

            ❛❛    well   hello,   what   do   we   have   here.   a teenage psychic.     ❜❜  

those   kinda   folk   came   around   here   often.   looking   for   answers   for   a   fucking   abundance   of   things   really.   a   lot   of   them   just   came   here   to   get off on spooky vibes   &   shit.   those   were   the   living   chad   hated   the   most.   anyone   who   thought   they   could   exploit   all   the   pain   in   misery   in   his   house   for   their   own   gain.   most   of   them   were   buried   out   back   after   chad   had   promptly slaughtered them   in   cold blood.   one   less   fucking!   problem   to   deal   with.

           ❛❛      that   is   entirely   dependent   on   you.    i'll   be   honest,   i   am   not   a   fan   of   your   kind. looking   for   a   buck   to   be   made   off   of   all   of   us.   honey,   eternal   damnation   is   horrible   enough   without   the   exploitation.   if   you   keep   the   circus   out   of   this   town,   maybe   you'll   live.   haven't decided yet.    ❜❜  

@horrorfound

[applesdrownedgone]

i don't think people understand just how deranged chad is. mans will murder tenants for pure fucking sport.

[jessiebites-deactivated20251127]

JESSIE KISSES HER TEETH. "What, this peepin' Tom ain't your brand of weird?" Jessie retorts, pointing at the man tied up in the chair. "He sees my fangs an' tits and you're just casually like 'yeah Jess, kill 'im' like he ain't police bait." There's a tilt to her head at her impersonation of him, hands on her hips. "There's an active investigation on him, if I do anythin' it'll just end with a cute wooden stake up my ass."

[applesdrownedgone]

her    concerns    are    founded,    but ultimately chad    finds    them    annulling.    police    bait    he    might    be,    but    as    far    as    the    public    knows    this    house    is    empty.    it    is    an    abandoned art piece,    scaling    the    edged    of    a long forgotten street    in    los    angeles    county.    no    one    is    going to care    what    happens    here,    other    than    the    police    apparently.    but    since    when    did    they    chase    fucking supernatural shit.

          ❛❛    as    if    the    cops    really believe    there    is    a    vampire    dwelling    here.       ❜❜     chad    cants    his    head    to    the    side,    swirling    around    the    wine    in    his    glass,    taking    a    hearty    sip    of    the    liquid    gold.    all they had to do    was    haul ass    outside    and    burn    the    fucker    to    hide the evidence.    ❛❛     you    aren't dying    jess.    but    if    he    lives,    you    just    might    be.  ❜❜ 

@jessiebites

[applesdrownedgone]

𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖗𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝖈𝖆𝖑𝖑: mutuals like for a starter of varying lengths. 👻

[auras3ye-a]

hey guys, lots has been going on with work lately and my chronic illness is flaring badly the past two weeks. so i apologize for being absent. good news is, i have 2 weeks off starting next thursday and i plan to be here. love ya’ll <3 find me on discord in the meantime.

[applesdrownedgone]

i need to do a graphics overhaul, but i have zero inspo atm. rip.

[applesdrownedgone]

truthfully,    the    ghost    cannot  promise  her  anything.    if    there    was    one    thing    chad    learned    from    being    in    this    house    as    long    as    he    had    been    it's    that    the    place    is    damn    unpredictable.    just    when    you    think    you    understand    all    the    supernatural    bullshit,    mind    fuckery    works,    it    switches    on    it's    head.    the    interior    designer    is    often    left    rubbing    his    temples    in    an    effort    to    find    a    semblance    of    peace    around    these    hallowed    halls.    god    if    only    the    wine    actually    got    him    drunk.

 ❝  thanks,    but    i    think    i    got    the    memo    quite    clear.     ❞    he    kneels    down    next    to    rachael    taking    in    the    earthy    smell    once    again.    in    theory    this    should    be    enough    to    keep    the    witches    off    her    scent.    but    chad    isn't    in    the    business    of    making    real    promises    anymore.     ❝  you    and    everyone    else,     ❞    he    rolls    his    eyes.     ❝   just  take  a  hit.    you    don't    have    much    to    lose    right    now    sweetie.    ❞

@rach8 cont.

[nailgore-a]

earthy and herby. smells legit to me.

"Witches aren't exactly big fans of [...] my kind. Something about tipping off the balance of nature or something like that. " Rachel murmurs, watching as Chad holds onto what she believes is drugs, but she can't be too sure. "You're positive I'm not gonna like," Rachel's eyebrows narrow before she makes an explosion sound, her hands spreading outwards. "If I die here, I'm going to haunt you forever, so you better be sure."