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𝐟𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐜𝐟𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭: this love ain't made for the faint of heart.
indie horror & supernatural. tati. she/they. 30+. selective & low / medium activity. discord available upon request. draft: - / queue
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disclaimer: this blog will feature heavy & triggering themes. follow from @wiltedrcses
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Odessa A'zion in HELLRAISER (2022), directed by David Bruckner.
blood, blood, gallons of the stuff ! a collection of icky, bloody prompts for those who like to choose violence. actions are reversible. general warning for blood, violence, murder, death.
𝚂𝙿𝙾𝙺𝙴𝙽 :
" that's a lot of blood. "
" it isn't mine. "
" what did you do ? "
[ sigh ] " what did you do ? "
" come on. have a taste. "
" holy shit, are you okay ? "
" it looks worse than it feels. "
" you should see the other guy. "
" it's a good look on you. you should get covered in blood more often. "
" lean on me. "
" oh my god. oh my god, oh my god, what the fuck ? is that what i fucking think it is ? "
" . . . gross. "
[ standing over a body ] " oops. "
" is that a fucking body ? "
" look, i'm sorry, okay ? "
" what the hell happened ? "
" before you say anything, it wasn't me. "
" at least it wasn't me this time. "
" look at me. this is who i am, no matter how much you pretend it isn't. "
" look at me. this is who i am, no matter how much you wish it wasn't. "
" i'm not scared of you. "
" you don't scare me. "
" shut up and let me help you. "
" i got your shirt all bloody. "
" let's get you cleaned up. "
" that looks like it hurts. "
" i'm fine, just. . . give me a minute. "
" we are so fucked. "
" what the fuck is wrong with you ? "
" are you gonna help me clean it up or not ? "
" the fucker deserved it. "
" red looks good on you. "
" what the hell did you do ; tap - dance all over the body with ice - skates ? "
" what, did you run over the body with your car a couple times after ? "
" i. . . i didn't mean to. . . "
" sorry. fuck, i'm sorry. "
" this isn't what it looks like. "
" it was an accident. "
" motherfucker ran right into my knife, i swear. "
" people need to look both ways before crossing. . . bullets. "
" would you believe me if i said wrong place, wrong time ? "
" hey, look at me. i don't care. are you okay ? "
" they deserved it, right ? please tell me they deserved it. "
" you're bleeding. "
" what the fuck happened to you ? "
" you're getting blood on the carpet. "
" sit down before you fall down. "
" that looks like a you problem. "
𝚄𝙽𝚂𝙿𝙾𝙺𝙴𝙽 :
sender spits out a mouthful of blood at receiver's feet
sender spits out a mouthful of blood on receiver
receiver finds sender covered in blood
sender tries desperately to stop receiver's bleeding
sender helps receiver clean up after a kill
sender wipes blood from receiver's face with a washcloth
sender wipes blood from receiver's face with their thumb
sender licks receiver's blood off a knife
sender licks receiver's blood off their thumb
sender lights up a cigarette a foot away from someone they killed before offering one to receiver
receiver finds sender stood over a body
sender stitches up receiver's wound [ optional wound placement ]
sender digs their finger into receiver's wound [ optional wound placement ]
sender frantically checks receiver for injuries under all the blood
sender guides receiver's bloody hands under a faucet / water source and begins washing them clean
sender bites receiver hard enough to draw blood
sender tilts receiver's head back to staunch a nosebleed
sender draws a smiley face out of the blood they spilled :)
receiver finds sender cleaning up a kill in a daze
sender looks receiver in the eye as they shoot / stab / kill someone
sender ruffles receiver's hair, getting blood all over their hand
sender gets some of receiver's blood on them and makes a face
sender flicks blood at receiver to annoy them
sender stomps in a pool of blood to splash it on receiver
sender slips in their victim's blood but receiver steadies them before they can fall
sender steadies receiver when they slip in the blood sender spilled
receiver comes home to sender covered in blood and waiting for them with all the lights off
sender spits out a tooth and it hits receiver
sender tries to wipe blood off receiver but the blood on their hands just makes it worse
sender takes an injury meant for receiver
sender shows up on receiver's doorstep covered in blood
sender sits down quietly next to receiver after receiver kills someone
sender punches receiver in the mouth
receiver watches sender lick the blood off their fingers like its cheeto dust
sender helps receiver bury a body
sender hugs receiver just to get their victim's blood all over them <3
sender hugs receiver just to get their blood all over them <3
sender leans on receiver for support
sender kills someone to protect receiver
receiver finds sender in a frenzy maiming a body after they've already killed it
sender kills someone and the blood spatters on receiver
receiver finds sender desperately trying to wash the blood off of themself
sender kisses receiver to taste the blood on their busted lip
sender shoots / stabs receiver non - fatally as a warning
✱˚｡⋆ ↪ 𝐂𝐔𝐋𝐓 𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐒 . ( a collection of horror - based dialogue prompts . adjust phrasing as necessary . mature themes present . )
you'll never get what you want .
we need to stay together . no 'splitting up' bullshit .
nobody ever prepared me for this .
so you've just been lying to me this entire time ?
there's too much blood , i can't stop it .
this is over when i say it's over .
[ name ] , be careful . i've already lost enough people that i care about .
i never should have trusted you .
this is getting really out of hand , okay ?
i feel like we're not alone .
revenge is the best medicine !
put your head on straight , this isn't over yet .
maybe we should ... y'know , check it out ?
run . run and don't stop .
i thought i saw something ... i - i must be going crazy .
you couldn't pay me to go down there .
the cops are on their way .
would you rather stay here and die ?!
there's no such thing as [ ghosts / demons ] . it's made-up .
you aren't going anywhere .
i'm putting you out of your misery .
i know you think you're untouchable , but they will kill us .
you shouldn't have touched that .
we aren't going to make it out of here , are we ?
why are you following me ?
there has to be a medical kit here , somewhere .
i'll go with you . strength in numbers , right ?
don't move ... a fucking muscle .
fuck , the door is locked from the other side .
don't get ... dead , okay ?
that was the only [ bullet / round / flare ] we had .
did you really think it would be that easy ?
we've come too far , we can't turn around now .
put down the [ weapon ] . please .
come on , help me barricade the door .
[ name ] , is that ... blood ?
haven't you seen a horror movie ? the blonde always dies .
it was you ? YOU did this ?!
you are gonna fucking pay .
i'm going to give you ten seconds . nine , eight ...
i want you to admit what you did .
hey , look at me -- it's not real . it's not real .
do you think they're watching us right now ?
we're in this together . no one gets left behind .
let them go ... please , just let them go .
oh my god , what the hell was that ?!
you know i'm capable of this .
i had to ... i had no choice .
you don't have the guts .
this is fucked up , this is so fucked up .
what we're dealing with isn't even human .
you need to hide . find somewhere & don't come out .
stop ! don't touch that . we don't know what it is .
i've done bad things to good people .
if they catch us , they will kill us .
why are you covered in blood ?
i can't ... i can't feel my -
[ name ] is dead . i saw it happen .
what , you're gonna kill me ? i don't believe you .
there is an evil in you . i see it .
this shit only happens to people in horror movies .
forget about me , just save them .
what's one reason i shouldn't kill you right now ?
you aren't supposed to be here .
please don't . i'm begging you .
are you scared ?
whatever happens , don't let go of my hand .
[ name ] , this isn't you .
well , what the fuck are we supposed to do ?!
get out of my house before i call the cops .
you're going to regret that .
there's that smile ... i'm glad it's the last thing i'll see .
if we make it out of here , tonight will haunt me forever .
━━ ✦ 𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍 : anyone 30+ ( fc and character ) ━━ ✦ 𝐏𝐋𝐎𝐓 : 30 days of night. most people have left town for the month long night but maeve has decided to stay in order to finish her latest book. being rather new in town, she doesn’t know everyone’s habit and thought y/m would be gone. they have no idea the horror to come. ━━ ✦ 𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 : feel free to message me to plot!
Her dog had been barking most of the day, the decay in light being unusual to the animal. It was to Maeve too, experience her first month long night. Her aunt had recently passed and left her a charming little house, the perfect place to get the calm and quiet she needed to finish her novel. Her publisher had been asking about updates for a while now and she had little to show for the extra time she had been given. As she looked over her kitchen window, she could see that the light was on in her neighbour’s house. Putting on her coat and boots, she headed there, convinced that it was an oversight when they left for the month, only to be surprised when they open the door after her first knock. “I thought I was mostly alone in town,” she said with a smile. Everyone had left, or so it had seemed, all businesses closed.
━━ ✦ 𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍 : anyone 25+ ( fc and character ) ━━ ✦ 𝐏𝐋𝐎𝐓 : horror and / or supernatural. our muses are exploring and came upon somewhere creepy. ━━ ✦ 𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 : feel free to message me to plot!
“It’s the silence that scares me.” It was unusual and it felt deeper than any silence she ever heard before, the sound of their breathing being the only thing heard.
━━ ✦ 𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍 : anyone 25+ ( fc and character ) ━━ ✦ 𝐏𝐋𝐎𝐓 : a group of friends wake up one morning after some particularly vivid nightmares only to find strange marks on their bodies and realizing they all saw the same killer in their nightmares. from then on, they became afraid to sleep, discovering that people were being killed in their sleep by some strange entity. ━━ ✦ 𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 : feel free to message me to plot!
The night had been plagued by nightmares, vivid ones, and Ximena had woken up with strange marks on her body. It had never happened to her before and she had chalked it up to having been done by herself during the nightmares. Still, it was something that bothered her. “Sorry, I’m the worst listener today,” she said with a faint smile. The other had been talking and her mind had been somewhere else. “I’ve had the weirdest nightmares and it feels like it’s following me today.”
.𖥔˚ 𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭 .𖥔˚ like this for to reply to one or more of your starters. only doing horror and supernatural threads on this account.
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Jenna Ortega as Lorraine X (2022) dir. Ti West
𝚜𝚠𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚢 𝚊𝚒𝚛 𝚌𝚕𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚗 , just a small reminder of exactly where he ended back up . " thanks , you always know exactly what to say , don't you addie . " sarcasm dripped from his words like venom as he raked a bruised hand through his disheveled hair, a ghost of a smile flickering across his lips it quickly faded as the gravity of their situation sank in once again . this hellhole of a town had a way of sucking them back in, no matter how hard they tried to flee its clutches. " you look — less like hell . " there was always a natural beauty about her . easy to stick against the dusty , decay-tinged landscape of everything else . " glad to see you're doing okay . " alive , is what he meant . glad to see she wasn't the latest victim , which honestly made coming back here and even wilder occurence . " kind of seems like this place , only wants to bring us back to kill us . " wasn't sure if the words off his lips were a joke , or — . . .
IT WOULDN'T SURPRISE Adeline if she wasn't the first one to comment on his appearance, or maybe everyone else was just too polite to say such a thing at the moment. And considering the place they were, it was likely, but she was ready to bet that almost everyone thought it. "You know me, always ready to cheer up someone." That sentiment had been true, at one time, when they were young, but it felt like the person she had been in high school was only a pale echo of the one she was now. "I don't know if that's a compliment, all things considered," she said with a small smile as she looked at Jethro. Looking less like hell than him didn't mean much but still, Addie took it. In the situation they were in, she was ready to take any win, and having the man think she looked okay sounded like one at the moment. It was reassuring, familiar, and she needed it. "Okay for now." It sounded grim but what else could she say? They were burying an old friend and it wasn't the first one to fall to this series of murders. "I saw them last week, we went for a quick coffee and now..." They had tried to get Addie to go for coffee ever since she had been back in town but she'd been a recluse, sorting through things and not feeling like going down memory lane. They had insisted just enough for her to cave in and now she felt bad that she hadn't been a better friend. "Guess it's what it took for us to come back, death." There as a pause as she looked around, afraid that anyone could be listening. It felt like there was some sort of target on their backs. "Think we should talk?" There was a subtext in her words. "I don't think everyone is back and I'd like to avoid them coming to town for another funeral."
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she hates to think about it but samara is right — it'd be better for them to have a plan for if they do split up. isabel chews at her fingernail, allowing herself to get lost in thought for a moment. "we could figure out a rendezvous spot ... that way if we end up getting separated, we can find our way back to each other."
SAMARA NODDED AT the other words. It was a good idea, to have some sort of plan, a place to met in case they got separated. But then, what if that place wasn't safe anymore? "Yes, and it needs to be safe. Because if we get separated, I need to be able to find you again." Samara hated the thought of the two of them having to go different ways, of what it could meant for Isabel. But she had seen enough horror movies to know it was a possibility.
𝚏𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚢 𝚎𝚗𝚟𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍 . as if the very atmosphere had become a living , breathing entity intent on suffocating them . " we won't do them any good if we end up dead too. we have to go, now ! " voice was the crack of a whip, sharp and urgent, as his hand anchored itself on her shoulder . another minute and they'd be just as dead . "there ! " amos , pointed towards a narrow alleyway , the shadows offering a momentary reprieve from the horde of biters , threatning to break down the barricade . " that's our best shot. we need to move, ximena . " without waiting for her consent , his arm encircled her waist with the force of a riptide , pulling her back just as the barricade groaned and splintered , surrendering to the relentless onslaught of infected .
THE WOMAN WANTED to protest, everything in her was telling her to do it, to fight Amos. Everything she was as a human being screamed her not to leave anyone behind. But this wasn't the world it used to be, the one she grew up in, the one where she had been taught to be a decent person. Mena wasn't equipped for this world, to survive in it and she had only because of those who had been willing to help her. And one of those person was now dead, before her. Brown eyes moved, leaving the gruesome sight before her, and looked at Amos. It was a romantic idea, to die with someone she loved, and while it crossed her mind, her survival instinct took over. "Okay," she said, stuttering on the simple word. As she looked around her, she realized that if she stayed here, it would have been more than just her dying, it would be Amos and anyone waiting for them too. The way he pulled her was what she needed to snap out of it. "Amos, you leave me behind if it comes to that." There was no way she would let him get hurt only for her. The alleyway was perfect and she was thankful for the man to have seen it. She had been in no state of mind to form a plan, even now, she was barely able to fully understand what was happened. "What are you thinking? We run until we can't anymore or we try to find an unlocked door that we can hide behind?" Hopefully, if it was that, there would be no infected in whatever place they took cover in.
.𖥔˚ 𝘰𝘰𝘤 .𖥔˚ i'll try my best to get to the drafts over the weekend. it's been a hard week but things are looking up.
Margaret Qualley as Sue — The Substance (2024) dir. Coralie Fargeat
open: f 30+ plot : southern gothic based . jethro is back in town for a funeral after a string of grisly murders , in their small town . one of their old friends is the latest victim . during his time he was also released on dishonorable discharge from the military ( hence the cuts and bruises on his face . )
" 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚒'𝚍 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 ... hell didn't think i'd see myself back here . . . how you been ? " face was a battered canvas , painted with the dark hues of bruises and the sharp lines of cuts . even the little old eccentric lady , who sat on the church steps couldn't have made this up .
THIS WAS THE last place she wanted to be. The only times Adeline went to Church was when someone died and there had been too many of those lately. "You look like hell," Addie said as she looked at the other. Maybe there was the smallest hint of a smile on her lips, something that could only be inappropriate in the context. "Didn't think I'd see you back here either. I came back few months ago, had to take care of some things." And here she still was, on the same Church's step that brought her back home in the first place. Adeline was still sorting through her mother's estate when this whole thing started.
