oh fairytales

fae don't ask me about my mother. fear of abandonment please, don't go.

[mxrqucz]

his mind hadn’t been in the same place since his misadventure in the basement the other day. gabriel felt more fucked up than he did before coming to the manor. at least he thought something good was waiting for him once he got back from his vacation but now he wasn’t sure. he wasn’t sure if he would see his ex or his brother ever again and those thoughts wore down on him heavily. it didn’t help that he hadn’t had a good night’s rest in the last few days and his thoughts were playing tricks on him every time he dozed off. the coffee from the kitchen wasn’t enough to keep him awake so he found himself up and down during the nights between his nightmares. or was it his realities now? 

his head shook as he let out a long exhale, sitting outside to take in the fresh air. his hands were warm from the cup of coffee he retrieved not long before but hadn’t taken a sip. he could hear movement all around the manor but hadn’t paid enough attention to anyone. he didn’t know what to say. or do, really. he definitely didn’t know what to expect anymore. his ears perked up a bit as a voice neared him. his immediate reaction was to sit up straighter, pretend nothing was bothering him but that was easier said than done. “what were you saying?” he murmured, finally lifting the cup to his lips for a sip. the warm liquid calmed his nerves a bit but there was still something gnawing slowly. 

@manorstart​

[faerytaledd]

Unable to sleep, Fae began to wander around the manor. Using her phone flashlight as a means to see since it was nearly time for lights out. She had somehow managed to make herself coffee in the kitchen, carrying it around with her in her Starbucks cup. It was the only thing she had really brought from home that was personal. Everything else was essentials. Her mind was racing and she thought back to the last time she had really spoken to dad. He had told her to be safe. And for the most part she was being safe. But was agreeing to go on this trip being safe?

Fae started to fill with dread. Had her siblings really looked into this place before booking the trip? Had they known it was filled with these terrors? Did they do this to punish her for leaving them behind in her life? Her thoughts were cut short and she was pulled from her reverie at the sight of a boy sitting by himself. Looking just as solemn as she did.

“You okay?” she asked.

He didn’t respond. She sat down next to him, pulling her knees to her chest and resting her chin and hands on the tops of them. Her dirty blonde hair normally pulled away from her face was draped down across her legs as she watched him. Finally, he responded to her. Fae knew sometimes you just have to wait for someone to come out of whatever thoughts they had.

“Just asked if you’re okay,” she said softly, “Can’t sleep either?”

[manorhq]

THE MANORHQ ASK MEME,

Honesty / Meme Monday has begun ! And, I couldn’t go ahead and let this happen without making a meme tailored to things relating to the manor. Feel free to reblog this and send these to anyone in the group, or reblog any other memes you might find! You are more than welcome to cross anything out you don’t feel comfortable with, and there are different options for drabbles, text starters and questions !

& don’t forget to make sure your ask is open with anon on if you’re comfortable !

QUESTIONS.

🏠 What is your favorite room of the manor?

🎧 Name your top three favorite songs.

🎮 Name your favorite video or board game(s).

👻 Have you talked to any of the ghosts? If so, do you have a favorite?

👨‍💼 What are your thoughts on Toni?

💋 Is there anyone here you might be interested in?

📼 Have you listened to the cassette tape?

🔮 Do you believe in dark magic?

😈 Which of the 7 sins are you?

TEXTS.

[ sms ]. I’m starving, are you?

[ sms ]. someone just knocked on my door and no one was there?

[ sms ]. alive count, please respond if you’re still with us.

[ sms ]. can you tell me what you know?

[ sms ]. who is blasting that music?!?!

[ sms ]. ( wrong number / intercepted text ) i’ll have a extra large pizza with pepperoni.

[ sms ]. ( wrong number / intercepted text ) i miss you i hope you’re okay.

[ sms ]. ( wrong number / intercepted text ) I’m gonna cry someone here hasn’t taken a shower in a week and it smells like pits please save me???

PROMPTS / STARTERS.

SUNSET. your muse and my muse are sitting on the back patio, looking out over the sunset and catch a glimpse of Wesley going through his loop.

TUNNELS. your muse and my muse have decided to try walking through the tunnels, discovering every single tunnel leads to another room of the manor.

BORED GAMES. your muse and my muse have discovered a closet full of board games and have decided to sit down and play a round.

MOONLIGHT. your muse and my muse are outside of the manor far past sunset and into the night, and while talking a shadowy figure can be seen walking through the woods. No matter how hard they try, though, they can’t catch up with it.

FOR EVERY __ MY MUSE / I WILL ___

for every 💀 my muse will talk about a deceased relative.

for every 😇 my muse will talk about a role model.

for every ✍ i will write a headcanon.

for every 👀 my muse will reveal a guilty pleasure.

for every 👥 i will write about an npc.

for every 💭 my muse will reveal a thought they’ve had.

[faerytaledd]

vircsffs‌:

“Aren’t we all though like isn’t that the whole point of staying in a haunted hotel overnight?” She asked the younger female, Elvira had been known to stay in haunted places for her videos, but she’s never seen anything quite like this before.

“When I agreed to this trip I didn’t know it was haunted,” she admitted, “I didn’t even want to come.”

Fae was near hysterics now. She had never been in a situation when she was not allowed to exit. Even living with her mother she could get out. Even when she would barricade the door, Fae found a way to leave and run.

[faerytaledd]

lydialvcks‌:

Her tone was sobering enough for Lydia, her brain started to pick up on the fact that Fae wasn’t fucking around with her. Curling inward like a little child, she sniffled slightly and pushed the half-empty glass away from her. It wasn’t time to drink the pain away she needed to focus again. 

“Not yet darlin’ but say I believe you, say you are tellin’ the truth?” Lydia’s eyes darkened at the thought, fear welling her throat. “What the will happen? What did happen?” 

Of course it sounded insane. She knew that. But it had been real. No matter what she did, Fae was turned around. All she wanted to do was follow these rocks and it was like some magic trick. But it wasn’t magic...was it?

“I followed these rocks that seemed to lead somewhere,” she bean, remembering the events in order, “But when I got so far down I was facing the manor again. It was like it turned me around. I even tried to going backwards. No matter what I just faced the manor. It won’t let you leave.”

[faerytaledd]

winexblood‌:

“Huh? What’s wrong? I mean if you don’t want to talk its totally okay, I won’t bother you if that makes you uncomfortable, It was just a one quick question that’s all.” Tobias said, running his hand through his hair while trying to maintain eye contact, which was hard, because he disliked looking directly at people. “So….”

She bit on the inside of her cheek, tentatively. Having been cooped up in her room, Fae hadn’t really spoken to many people. Maybe having an actual conversation would be good for her. She looped her hair behind her ears and nodded.

“No, it’s fine,” she encouraged, “What did you need?”

[faerytaledd]

She didn’t know anything so I didn’t do this but here she is now.

One person is missing

You can’t leave the manor

No, seriously it won’t let you

There’s a weird cave down by the rocks 

The cave freaks her out

There’s a Ouija Board in the living room

You can supposedly talk to ghosts with it

Lights are shut off at 11: 30 (but hers are always off at 11)

Where the hell is Toni?

[sawrpad]

“hey! Wait up! I have a question!” The older man yelled, knowing it really wasn’t the way to talk to strangers, especially paying customers but he really didn’t care. “I understand if you’re not really into talking but I seriously have to ask you something!“ 

@manorstart​

[faerytaledd]

Fae turned around at the sound of a voice. Her head tilting in curiosity. No one had really ever wanted to fully speak to her since she came here. Not since she had fallen off her bed and hit her head at least. 

“Sorry,” she said, taking a drink of orange juice, “I thought you, um, wanted someone else.”

[faerytaledd]

isilvers‌:

The brunette was in her apron, getting ready to start the dinner menu when the other came into view. Brows knit together as she walked her way over, placing the fresh grapes she washed beside her. “What’s going on?” She asked in a soft tone, Isadora taking one of the grapes from the bowl with a small smile, “you look like you’ve seen a ghost.”

Fae didn’t notice that anyone in particular had been around her. But was somewhat thankful that someone was. That way, she could at least confirm what had just happened. Whether or not it was real. Or if there were drugs in the water she had been drinking.

“Have you, um, tried to leave the property,” she began, hesitantly, “since starting here?”

[faerytaledd]

therealfluke‌:

fluke hummed, nodding his head as fae confirmed his suspicions – his suspicions that her dad was a good guy. he hadn’t picked up on the past tense; however, even if he had, whether he would’ve made a deal out of it or not is debatable.

he could vouch for his own father, as well. although he was working a lot, had made the very dumb decision of buying the house he’d bought ( what having been the one who brought it up to fluke’s mother ), and had a tendency to discount fluke’s beliefs ( even when there was physical evidence such as the scar he still had somewhere around two decades later ) – yes, in spite of all that, he was an excellent man. he loved his wife, he loved chris, he loved charlotte, he loved levi, he loved jo. in chronological order.

hearing someone he knew from his childhood utter his given name, levi, was so strange and gave off a brief rush of reminiscence. reminiscence to jo. not nostalgia – nostalgia was sweet – no, it was reminiscence, the sensation that took the place of where ‘nostalgia’ should’ve been when he considered the circumstances and his role in them.

realizing he hadn’t said anything for a few minutes, allowing a silence to befall them without meaning to, he replied, “ i’ve… i’ve missed you, fae. ”

but there was a catch that fluke saw: she missed levi.

her next words nearly sent a chill up his spine. he was no stranger to stories of how awful her mother could be, whether she would directly tell him or not. this would be an inappropriate time to tell her about jo, right ?

right. 

“ i’m… ” he didn’t know if he was sorry. life without her mother may be better than it was with it, but he wasn’t going to throw a celebration. it was more nuanced than one or the other. so he settled on the (non) classic: “ how ? ”

She pulled away from him then. Her eyes falling to the floor and she pretended to study her feet. Hazel hues gliding over her nails and the way her toes curled when she was uncomfortable. Fae chewed on the inside of her cheek as she thought of what to say. She didn’t know how her mother had died. Only her eldest sibling did. They had even offered to discuss the circumstances of how it happened and the moments before. But if she were being honest, Fae wasn’t sure she wanted to know.

It didn’t matter anymore anyways. Not to her, not really. Her entire life had been spent anticipating her mother’s next move and what would follow. It was why Fae had become so good at people watching. At being so observant she could time someone’s next movement or sometimes, in the rare occasion, what their argument might be.

“I-I don’t know, actually,” she said, her voice dropping an octave, “I’m not sure if I even want to know.”

Being the youngest of her siblings, one would think that she would have at least wanted to say goodbye to her mother. But in reality, all she wanted was to be rid of her. It was like a weight had lifted the moment she had gotten the phone call. But now she often felt like she was being followed by her mother’s ghost.

“What about you? What about Jo?” she said, pulling a smile on her face and trying to divert the subject, “I feel like it’s been a lifetime. I should have at least called you guys to tell you I was moving. I’m sorry I didn’t.”

[faerytaledd]

nscollins‌:

Nate furrowed his brows, asking a question before he uttered the words, “Haven’t people been here for a while?” The answer was yes, he knew it was yes because of his brother, who was now back on his list of people to annoy. 

She seemed easy enough to talk to, as long as she didn’t hurt herself again. Dark eyes settled on her own before he cracked a hint of a smile, “I wouldn’t hate the company.”

“I guess others got here before I did,” she said with a shrug, “My trip got a little delayed I guess.” 

Fae hadn’t exactly spent much time out of her room. Which was why she hadn’t really met very many people. But after so long by yourself, you start to get restless. She needed some actual human interaction. Which was why when he agreed to have her come with him, she beamed a little.

“Good, then it’s settled,” she said, grabbing the door handle on her way out, “I’ll come with you. My name’s Fae.”

[faerytaledd]

lydialvcks‌:

Blinking slowly like a sleepy feline, Lydia scoffed eyes glancing down toward the clear glass of…whatever she was currently guzzling. Madness would be a great excuse for what she had seen but everything in her screaming that it wasn’t the case. With a shrug she turned and looked at the younger girl.

“Most likely, cabin fever is a real goddamn thing.” she drawled, sarcasm thick on her tongue. 

After what had just happened, Fae was in no mood for comments that didn’t seem to take her seriously. Whipping around to face the other, she narrowed her eyes. Blonde hair sitting perfectly in waves down her shoulders as opposed to the messy bun it’s usually in.

“You try to leave the premises?” she said, a bit of bite in her tone, “Because I just did and lemme tell ya it’s not fun.”

[faerytaledd]

“I think I’m losing my mind staying here,” she breathed.

She had thought that going outside would have been a good thing. It was a breath of fresh air; literally. After having spent most of her time either in her room or the kitchen, Fae needed to get out. But that had been a mistake. All she had done was follow the rocks. But they had led her nowhere. 

@manorstart​

[faerytaledd]

Despite the rules written out for those who arrive New rules have been put in place. Every inch of the manor was to be lit up And after finding a backup generator in the garage The guests of the manor were lead to collect things from the basement In hopes to illuminate the space after the lights go out. where is your muse? outside | inside

front yard | back yard

Stood beside the pond you’re looking for anything

maybe answers to any of the questions

That have been burning through your mind.

Or maybe, you’re just looking out

over the horizon to just take a moment,

And try to enjoy this vacation.

But as you look, you find a small path which leads down

To the bottom of the cliff.

walk down the cliff

You take the path,

And it does not go easy.

A couple of times nearly loosing your footing

And taking a dive down into sharp rocks.

Once down, you notice there are rocks lined up.

And behind you, a small cave.

the rocks | the cave

They’re seemingly marking off nothing,

Just rocks, laid out in a long line as far as you can see.

Following the path for a moment, not yet stepping across them

you come to find they’re an outline of the property.

And across them you step, but when you look up you have to double take,

In front of you, now the cliff.

Almost as if you had spun around as you stepped.

Behind you, the wilderness.

You do this a couple of times, just to see if you’re losing it.

But no matter which way you go, you always find yourself facing the cave.

Even walking backwards five or six steps,

When you turn, you’re face to face with the sharp jarring rocks.

tell the others what you’ve found.

[faerytaledd]

redremys‌:

“No big deal,” he smiled, catching the pillow with ease and then placing it back onto the bed, his reflexes didn’t always fail him. “I’ve mad a pretty big career on trying to scare people, so, maybe it was just me, I’ll take the blame.” Remy’s smile strengthened as he held his hand out toward her, a quiet scoff at her words. “Trust me, my head is so big it can’t get much larger.” His words playful as he nodded, “Remy, mind if I check out that spot you hit? I feel bad this is your first impression of me, let me see if you’ll remember it.”

While she didn’t watch many movies anymore of t.v. in general, the thrill of meeting someone famous never did match anything else. Fae felt her cheeks heat up a little. Whether it was from embarrassment of the fact that an actor had just witnessed her slice her scalp open... Well, it was debatable.

“Oh, so you’re a big shot?” she teased, “Now I have to start watching more t.v. and movies. Can’t let that ego falter, can I?”

Biting her lower lip just slightly, Fae slowly turned around. Feeling the blood on her head start to pool in that back. Gathering in one particular spot and making her hair sticky and wet.

“Knock yourself out,” she said, swishing her hair a bit to show the area, “But not, like, literally. That’s my job. Knocking myself out though. Not you.”

[faerytaledd]

mxdisonhowcll‌:

“Oh! Sorry, I’m sorry. My head is such a mess right now.” Madison admitted with a smile and a laugh. “It’s been a little crazy around here. When did you say you got here?” She asked, curiosity written on her face. There seemed to be a new person around every corner, dead or alive. “I’m Madison.”

“Tell me about it,” she said, lowering her gaze, “This last weekend? Sunday I think.” She was never very good at math. But the day sounded about right. Fae nodded her head. Mentally jotting down the name for future references. “It’s nice to meet another girl around here. I’m Fae.”

[incomparcble]

“Okay, I don’t know about you but I think we need to have a meeting.” Madison stated, standing in front of her fellow manor resident with an uncharacteristically serious look on her face. “After this weekend, everyone has some kind of information they found out, right? So…we should all share it and see if we can figure this out. Plus, there’s nothing wrong with all sticking together, horror movie rules.” @manorstart​

[faerytaledd]

Aside from finding a piece of her childhood, Fae hadn’t really met anyone else. Or at least not gotten their names. Which was why when she was confronted, it was safe to say she was very confused. Furrowing her brow in confusion, she narrowed her eyes at the other woman.

“What information?” she said, confusion evident in her voice, “I just got here this weekend?”

[faerytaledd]

therealfluke‌:

fluke found himself resisting the urge to say the annoying, self-deprecating, and relatively humiliating ‘or if you haven’t had the money to buy new shoes in years because you kept spending it on illegal narcotics and your siblings basically had to pay for you to just live in general and even outside of that you just stole a lot and you’re supposed to know how to navigate your way through society by one year but you’re still floundering,’ but how hard it was ! yes, instead, he settled on replying, “ i wouldn’t say i, uh, love that, but they’re, y’know, familiar. ” there ! truth ! “ your dad, though – he, uh – he sounds like a good guy. ”

there were few things fluke had kept from his parents and grandparents. for everything he had been left with, either directly or indirectly, he’d sold – what ? 85% of them ? his dad’s expensive watch, his grandmother’s collection of rings, some of his mother’s necklaces… even if they didn’t all fit him ( considering he didn’t wear necklaces and his fingers would never be able to fit his grandmother’s rings ), he deeply regretted it. there were so few keepsakes and he’d sold so many of them, most of them not even being offered half of the price they had originally cost. however, he couldn’t go back in time. that was one thing he had learned.

“ oh ? yeah – yeah, i… most of my pajama shirts have, y’know, some good ol’ fashioned holes in them, ” he replied with a smile, trying to quell the slight nerves he was picking up from her.

if fae was the fae he believed she was – and it would be hard for her not to be – the first thing he thought of was that she had grown. it had never been as though their age gaps were marginally different, but they were still usually in different stages of life. she would be… twenty-three now, nearly reaching the point of how she would look for the next many years. his second thought was about how he probably didn’t look like the person she remembered. he was getting better, that was definite, but he was still a worn-down version of what he assumed she would remember. 

as she began recounting their encounters, a smile began tugging at his lips when she mentioned the pancakes. after that, the smile remained. “ yeah, and i used to know this fae who’d come to my grandparents’ house when she needed a place to stay. what a coincidence that that levi-slash-fluke’s grandparents also made that fae pancakes almost every morning… ” he joked, moving in to hug her.

Tears began to well in her eyes at the memory of her dad. It had been seven months since she had last heard from him. Normally, she would have at least gotten a phone call. Fae was the only one out of her siblings that even kept contact with their dad. Which meant that she couldn’t even ask them if they had heard anything from him.

“Yeah,” she said, voice hushed now, “he really was.”

It had been suspected for a few months now that her dad had died. But even still, without any confirmation, she wanted to believe that he was still alive somewhere. Fae didn’t want to be an orphan. Even if she was grown now. She knew that she was making this awkward but she couldn’t stop the words from coming. It was like a waterfall.

“What?” she said, sniffing a little at what he said next, “L-Levi? I-I missed you.” 

She knew that he wanted to be called something else. But that was what she had always known him as aside from about a year ago. Fae fought the tears that threatened to spill over. Her arms wrapping around him as tightly as she could. But given that he was much taller and stronger than she was; it wasn’t very tight. Burying her face in his chest, she slowly let the tears slide out. After all, it was about time that she talk about why she was there in the first place.

“My mom died,” she said, voice muffled from her refusal to move, “About a month ago.”