I'm a fucking FINAL GIRL

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𝐅𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐆𝐢𝐫𝐥 (𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘯): 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚕𝚎𝚏𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢.

femmefinale: a semi-selective, semi-active horror rp blog written by davis. 

rules and muses

If I’m not here....

retrobound: a multimuse for decade-specific muses

wildsurvived: a multimuse for character’s from amazon’s the wilds and showtime’s yellowjackets

[femmeraege]

Almost every woman I have ever met has a secret belief that she is just on the edge of madness, that there is some deep, crazy part within her, that she must be on guard constantly against ‘losing control’ — of her temper, of her appetite, of her sexuality, of her feelings, of her ambition, of her secret fantasies, of her mind.

#𝖋𝖊𝖒𝖒𝖊𝖗𝖆𝖊𝖌𝖊: a 21+ independent, selective multimuse ft. muses from various media & my own creation.  

𝐀 𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐃𝐘 𝐈𝐍: hell is a teenage girl // no one likes a mad woman but they made her like that // rage inherited from your mother //  grief disguised as screaming anger // the terror in silent fury // holding a grudge because it’s all you have.

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to do

-rewriting rebecca’s canon

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i felt a breeze that means its autumn and time to come back. 

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moving leah & rosalie here. 

u may be thinking “davis, twilight isn’t horror”

it can be. it *will* be.

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this is so weird but if anyone just wants a scary gory thread.... hmu

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Weeping Mary.

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im adding first blood muses/verses

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“How do I heal a wound that’s still being cut? How do I outrun a knife that follows me wherever I go?”

— tara love / do i claw my way out of the grave that my spirit has died in?

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Bela’s last words in game (”I don’t want to die”) are mirroring her real-life last words. She’d been hired as a maid for Lady D, and on her last night before moving into the castle, she goes on a ladies’ night with her friends. On the way back she gets attacked outside the castle by a werewolf, The help finds her and brings her in, staying with her as she died, and being the first faces she sees when she wakes as a vampire.

[lifeinpoetry]

moon unsheathed from clouds, // cities bloomed from her mouth.

— Jennifer Elise Foerster, from “Lost Coast,” Bright Raft in the Afterweather (via lifeinpoetry)

[jaspersresources]

𝐘𝐎𝐔'𝐑𝐄 𝐅𝐔𝐂𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐋 | 𝐀 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐎𝐅 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒.

a bunch of starters for things to say to evil muses !! trigger warning for mention of murder and blood. 

“ get off of her/him/them !! “ 

“ you’re a fucking psychopath. “ 

“ you’re evil. “ 

“ don’t you fucking touch her/him/them !! “ 

“ you’re insane. “ 

“ you really can’t stop being evil for one second, huh ? “ 

“ what now, huh ?! you gonna kill me ?! “ 

“ don’t you ever get tired of being terrible ? “ 

“ you’re an awful person, you know ? “ 

“ you killed her/him/them ! “ 

“ you’re a fucking murderer ! “ 

“ how many people have you killed ? “ 

“ get away from me, freak ! “ 

“ if you touch her/him/them again, I’ll kill you. “ 

“ don’t hurt me ! please ! “ 

“ you are a thief of joy. “ 

“ you’re a fucking monster. “ 

“ why are you so mean ? “ 

“ give up. I’d never die by your hand. “ 

“ that’s not very nice of you. “ 

“ oh, my god ! you stabbed me ! “ 

“ so you’re trying to kill me now ? “ 

“ that was a creative way to kill someone. “ 

“ you’re covered in blood ! get the fuck away from me ! “

“ what’s your problem, huh ?! nobody loved you as a child ? “ 

“ I’m sorry that you turned out this way. “ 

“ we could’ve had something, if you weren’t so fucking evil. “ 

“ don’t touch me ! “ 

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the fog here is thick enough to feel on yr skin; it’s the most refreshing thing to wake up and walk outside straight into. (please don’t remove this text/ keep the credit intact)

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laneblade​:

❝ 𝐈’𝐌 𝐆𝐋𝐀𝐃 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐈𝐓! it’s going to be so groovy! ❞ ruby was relieved to find sarah was already here –– honestly speaking, she was running late, and barely had any of the snacks out already. a bead of sweat had formed above her brow an hour ago, and seemed unlikely to disappear any time soon. ❝ if you’re not super busy, would you help me get a few of these pizzas in the oven? ❞ 

she shook her head; why hadn’t her mother just left her money to order pizza instead? they would never be ready in time for everyone who was coming. granted, the party was pretty small, all things considered, but still! in a few weeks, she’d be off to see her aunt cathy, and ruby wanted to take the fond memories of her friends with her. 

❝ oh god, and what is with all these flies? it’s not even june yet! ❞  

“Oh, totally!” Sarah beamed, in spite of the nauseating combination of guilt and anticipation. In all her lifetimes, she had yet to find a way to stop this from happening, and she was tired of the fight. So she played her part, accompanying the killers until their mutual bitter end. Even if it meant just putting a few pizzas in the oven. She lifted her hands and laughed, half-heartedly shooing Ruby from the kitchen.

“Go be hostess, I can handle it. See?” Sarah made a show of carefully, strategically putting the pizza on a baking tray and carefully putting it in the oven. Grabbing a dishtowel, she swiped at the growing number of flies, as they followed Ruby. Her gaze shifted to the oven, her thoughts growing morbidly curious. Poisoning would certainly be less brutal than the past methods. Her nose scrunched, and she shook her head. That wasn’t Goode’s style. 

Once the oven timer had been set, she wandered out to the living room, which was seeming to shrink as it filled with their classmates. As her gaze drifted past the window, a shape moved out of view, and her breath caught. Slipping through the crowd, Sarah sidled up to Ruby, trying to remain calm. “Hey, you... You didn’t invite Joey Goode, did you?”

[sollertias]

Ofelia by Ernest Hébert, c. 1910 (details)

[yellowjacketsgifs]

Sophie Thatcher as Teen Natalie in Yellowjackets Season One

[rpmemes-galore]

Forgive? ❌

Burn their world to the ground? ✔️