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The Bowery Presents
Sweet Seals For You, Always
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occasionally subtle
Fieri Frames
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Love Begins
Show & Tell
Sade Olutola
Keni
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It’s amazing how much of a bodily experience being scared is. It doesn’t take very long of hyperventilating to feel like you’re going to pass out. It’s one of those things where being scared is more of a physiological response that you can pretty easily manipulate. So in those types of scenes, it just takes a lot of energy.
FxF plots to consider
one is openly gay/bi/pan/whatever and the other isn’t sure and is experimenting and they meet in a lesbian bar
“heathers” with lesbians
they started to pretend to be dating to get fuckboys to stop creeping on them but whoops they actually like each other
“WHY DIDN’T YOU TELL ME YOU WERE MY BOSS’ DAUGHTER?!” “I DON;T KNOW WHY DIDN’T YOU TELL ME YOU WORKED FOR MY DAD???” “GOD DAMMIT!”
one is a sorority president and the other is a new pledge
actress and techie
1920s au - a fundamentalist and a flapper
alternatively, a 1920s au where one’s a bootlegger
“oh shit the new girl that got kicked out of her old school for fighting is super hot help”
single mom and kindergarten teacher
high-strung businesswoman and a chilled out barista who gives them their daily coffee fix
i just think you’ve seen too many movies …
mutuals remember that you can tag me in stuff.
Reverse starter call! Like this for me to go and check out your posted starters.
I just bought a film camera even though I already have a digital camera and an instant film camera, which I kind of got anxious about because I have THREE cameras now but... not so much because I’m learning a lot from this camera? Even though I bought it like, 4 hours ago. I always loved the idea of film photography and now that I have a camera and I get to actually do it... it just feels even better!
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“seems a little pointless, don’t you think?” she pauses and bites her lip, head tilted to the side, eyes inflating. “they’re already gone. it’s a fixed point in time. i can’t crook my finger to bring them back - so… seeing them… what good would it do?”
“I’d get to apologize.” Her words came out shakily. What wouldn’t she do to apologize to Riley for choosing. God, she’d let one of her best friends die because she’d been so sure that Riley would be safe at the police station while she went out looking for Brooke. She’d been so, so wrong, and because of it she’d let her die without even meaning to. “I’d get to apologize for letting her die.”
the moment the other came out , she SQUINTED at her. so this is what her cousin grew up to look like, she had to admit they looked a lot a like in some ways. she was jumpy, but that is what she assumed she would be like after what she had been through, all that nia had HEARD. ❝ nah my bad, i snuck up on you. ❞ she nodded, smiling a bit. ❝ it’s been a long time, and i barely recognized you. so it’s not a surprise you didn’t know who i was either. ❞
❝ it’s nia, your cousin. ❞
A tight smile formed on her lips, not wanting to argue on whose fault it was as there wasn’t much point to it. “I’m sorry..?” Emma’s head fell to the side, her eyebrows knitted together in confusion and her lips pursed as she tried to figure what the girl was trying to say, as she made no sense; up until the last words in the others’ sentence were spoken, the name Nia invoking childhood memories of two tiny blonde heads running through fields of long grass. “Hey,” her head came to centre, although her eyebrows only grew closer together, her chin tilting to the right as she looked at the other blonde. Wariness took hold of Emma’s body and tightened her shoulders and her fingers, her mind instantly suspicious of the girl, though even if Emma herself didn’t want to. Figures of the past were now met with caution and attention to what they might do, given the events that had occurred only recently. Emma was glad to see the girl, it had been a very long time since she’d last seen her, but she couldn’t help the defensive attitude. “It’s been years.” A tight smile appeared on her lips, and a pause interrupted her sentence. “How have you been? Where have you been?” She kept the questions innocent enough with a short bout of laughter that was both honest and dishonest.
❛ SCREAM SENTENCE STARTERS
“Did you really call the police?” “My mom and dad are gonna be so mad at me!” “You’ve seen one too many movies!” “Movies don’t create psychos. Movies make psychos more creative!” “No, please don’t kill me, Mr. Ghostface, I wanna be in the sequel!” “Should I let the machine get it?” “Are you alone in the house?” “You bitch, where the fuck are you?” “Not so fast, we’re going to play a little game.” “Guess who just called the police and reported your sorry motherfucking ass!” “I think I’m dying here, man!” “I’m going to rip you up, bitch!” “What’s your favorite scary movie?” “I’m gettin’ another beer, you want one?” “I’ll be right back!” “Do you like scary movies?” “No, you listen to me you little bitch! You hang up on me again and I’ll gut you like a fish!” “Mmmm… corn syrup. Same stuff they used for pig’s blood in ‘Carrie.’ ” “Oh, my God. I thought you were dead.” “I never thought I’d be so happy to be a virgin.” “Who’s there?” “You tricked me.” “I wanna see breasts.” “We all go a little mad sometimes.” “The police are always off track with this shit! If they’d watch Prom Night, they’d save time! There’s a formula to it. A very simple formula!” “EVERYBODY’S A SUSPECT!” “If you were the only suspect in a senseless bloodbath - would you be standing in the horror section?” “She was never attacked. I think she made it all up.” “The girl has some serious issues.” “What if she did it? What if she killed them?” “Maybe she’s a slut, just like her mother.” “Teen suicide is out this year and homicide is a much healthier, therapeutic expression.” “Where do you get this shit?” “But this is life. This isn’t a movie.” “It’s all a movie. It’s all one great big movie. Only you can pick your genre.” “If I’m right about this, I could save a man’s life.” “How do you - gut someone?” “It’s called tact, you fuck-rag.” “It’s the millennium. Motives are incidental.” “Well I don’t really believe in motives. I mean, did Norman Bates have a motive?” “See, it’s a lot more scarier when there’s no motive.” “You’re not a virgin. Now you got to die. Those are the rules.” “This game is like a scary movie. How do you think it’s going to end?” “What’s the matter? You look like you’ve seen a ghost.” “Fairness would be to rip your insides out and hang you from a tree so we can expose you for the heartless, desensitized little shits that you are!” “I will totally protect you. Yo, I am so buff, I got you covered, girl.” “There’s always some stupid bullshit reason to kill your girlfriend.” “That is so sexist. The killer could easily be female. Basic Instinct.” “Why are you doing this?” “It’s all part of the game. It’s called, GUESS HOW I’M GONNA DIE?” “Who am I? The beer wench?” “Looks like we’ve got a serial killer on our hands!” “ ‘Serial Killer’ is not really accurate. Gotta knock off a couple more to get that title.” “If I may say so, you are much prettier in person.” “I didn’t kill anybody.” “You still haven’t told me your name.” “I want to know who I’m looking at.” “I thought she was dead.” “How does it feel to be almost brutally butchered? People want to know. They have a right to know! How does it feel?” “I am two seconds away from calling the police!” “They’ll never make it in time.” “Wait, I thought we were going to go out.” “Don’t hang up on me.” “I told you not to hang up on me.” “Why can’t I be a Meg Ryan movie? Or even a good porno.” “You’re not supposed to be here.” “Why don’t you wanna talk to me?” “Well, you’re not going to be alone any more, right? If you pee, I pee. Is that clear?” “It’s called subtlety. You should look it up.” “Just think - if they make a movie about you, who’s gonna play you?” “It’s so sad. Her mom and dad found her hanging from a tree limb, her insides on the outside.” “I always had a thing for ya, [NAME]!” “Cut Casper, that’s a wrap!” “What do I have to do to prove to you that I’m not a killer?” “Can you see me right now?” “You make me so sick. Your entire havoc-inducing, thieving, whoring generation disgusts me.” “Don’t freak yourself out, okay? We’ve got a long night ahead of us.”
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“A little cautionary advise - don’t go into the preserve after nightfall - or any part of the woods in this town. Hell, don’t leave the house.” Malia told the girl, with everything lurking in this town. she didn’t want anyone getting hurt or being entirely unprepared.
“Ever?” She raised an eyebrow. “What am I hiding from, exactly?”
“ wait a sec — she tried to KILL you ?? && your mother ?! ” a gasp of disbelief escapes cherry-tinted lips . of all the creepy stories daphne had heard through the years , this was certainly one of the most TERRIFYING ones . “ jeepers , that’s not groovy at all … but i’ve got your back , okay ?? the gang && i . we’re going to be spending some time in LAKEWOOD && make sure no creep comes around anymore . ”
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“Yeah.” Eyebrows lifted and oxygen filtered within through parted lips, a few nods wiping hair from behind her shoulder to the front. Her lips touched once more as she pursed her lips, her eyes turning away from the red head as she blinked a couple of times, trying to dissipate the memory from coming to front. “Thanks.” She said on a shaky breath, her lips turning slightly upwards to show her appreciation, her hands gripping at her arms. “Hopefully you guys won’t have to do anything at all.”
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As she pulled the door shut behind her, Emma let out a sound of surprise and fell a few steps backwards, the boards creaking slightly beneath them her weight as she avoided colliding with the person that had been standing on the front porch of her house. “Hey, sorry.” Her eyebrows knitted together as she shook her head, the corners of her lips lifting upwards in apology. “I didn’t see you there,” she gestured with her hand towards the girl, her left hand gripping at the crook of her elbow. “Was there anything I could help you with?”
While I continue on my third Scream rewatch and prepare to go to work, please like this for a starter. Length may vary.
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