of crooked men and women

[grass-sharrds]

“ — and they are often

born out of regret ”

independent. random activity. little hope muses.

if i follow you and you're a little nightmares rp blog, you can interact with me over at @chainrattle or @blindarmed

muses. rules. verses.

[grass-sharrds]

seeing some super.mass.ive rp blogs follow me !! so a little reminder tabitha & vince were moved to @deathwis !!! id love to be able to brush off the lh muses there if able so hmu at that blog <3

[grass-sharrds]

hey! been a while! i just wanted to chime in and say if you're looking for vince or tabitha, they'll most likely get hauled over to my multi muse @deathwis ( follows from @lawrising ) !! so basically, this account is archived. unless i decided to bring vince or tabitha back over to here anyway! thanks for understanding ❤️

[lawrising-a]

hey, hey, since i'm too lazy to spiff up my promo right now, take this bad boy instead! LIKE & / OR REBLOG if you want to interact with the detective!

[lawrising-a]

hey, hey, since i'm too lazy to spiff up my promo right now, take this bad boy instead! LIKE & / OR REBLOG if you want to interact with the detective!

[grass-sharrds]

!!! little reminder that all my blogs are on low activity except for this one ---- there's a handful of you on here i'd love to engage with still, so please feel free to write with me on here. there's more verses offered as well and i just, feel this muse really hard and have for the past year or two. i'll still write over here obviously but <333 check this guy out if you'd like some activity !

[lawrising-a]

hey, hey, since i'm too lazy to spiff up my promo right now, take this bad boy instead! LIKE & / OR REBLOG if you want to interact with the detective!

[grass-sharrds]

psst, hey. it's still a heavy wip, but if you wanna write with me, go follow me over at @lawrising ! this guy has been my main muse for a whole year and i'll be way more active other there. and since he's from an obscure show, i'd love some support !!!

so yeah, that's where i'll be spending most of my time! so excited to write with anyone who follows me over. missed you guys <3

[grass-sharrds]

i'm this close to making an obscure fandom rp blog for season three characters from Esc.ape T.he Nigh.t ... i should just do it already, that show's been my main hyperfixation for about one year straight and i'd love to rp the characters more 🥺

[alrph]

Hi, I currently have zero money for food && I'm basically starving please help me out, ignore my dead name ty! :) my PayPal can be found here, my other commission post is here for the rest.

[grass-sharrds]

| starter for @bittersurvivor ( mike )

It's colder than Vince would've thought, honestly. His eyes squint anytime he wonders about outside, feeling bitten and scorned by the harsh air that roars from being so high up in the mountains. The white letterman jacket ( a real vintage thing from the 70s, what a score ) that squeezes at his muscles does little to shield him, and after carefully checking out someone like Chris, he realizes a little too late he should've brought a winter coat. At least Matt had matched his style, he muses ; though the other boy fared better than he. Still, he finds himself going back inside more often than not. Seeking refuge among the ancient walls. And, thankfully, it's a good break with everyone else scattered outside or hidden deeper in the cabin.

With a whirling mind, all he's able to do is watch and observe. One glance at some old clock reveals it's only been a couple hours since everyone's arrival. A hum roughs his throat at the revelation, trying his best to not shuffle about helplessly. Though he's mingled the best he could, Vince knew he was acting off. Too reserved. But with regret fingering his heart, he finds it hard to be anything else. It's been so long since he's been here. In the Washington cabin. Every step makes the wood creak and grind at his ears. Launches back memories of drinking and him making everyone laugh with well landed jokes he barely tried with. 'Naturally gifted with a funny bone' Beth had said once. A comment that would make him preen even now if the name didn't make his body crumble. Even though his hand in prank was small ( they misled him! he would've never done that if— ) he knows he shares the burden everyone else here does. Red underneath all their dirtied fingernails. Some part of him thought returning would put the past to rest for good, but now that he's here ... It's not the case. His heart throbs with the knowledge, an unshakeable fact.

What's with the moping, man? Vincent's mind rumbles, sounding all too much like a silly voice he'd use for one of his dummies back home. Go socialize and stop lookin' like a creep! And what's there to argue with that? He takes a deep breath, walking around in a small circle as he admires the foyer for another stolen second. Been a while since he's seen a familiar face, after all. Might as well go make sure nobody else went missing right under his nose. Rolling his broad shoulders to warm up, Vince gains the courage to finally face the outside again. Large palms gently pushing open the door and closing it shut behind him with the tip of his foot. Hands easily slipping into his pockets on instinct ; eager to not feel the early stages of frost bite riddling his skin so quickly. He examines the pure blanket of white coating the grounds with growing interest. Though winter made him sicker than a dog ( and rendered him useless for outdoor work ) he could always find beauty in it. To see the world go dark, only to bloom again in the spring? It was a blessing... Or maybe he was simply taught to find the good in everything? Eh! It's the provoked feeling that counts.

Casually, he steps away from the structure. Strolling about with a sense of aloofness clinging to his person. It wasn't true, that vibe, but he knew how to give it off. Last thing he wanted was to make anyone tense around him. Especially given how high strung everyone already seemed to be, anyway. He would rather not contribute to the problem if he could control it. Bringing people further down during such a miserable time would only further his own misery. His feelings completely measured by everyone else's. That's what happens when you're a people person, when you grew up being the class clown! A class clown without a best friend to be more specific ; or so he corrects when he recalls Josh's joker streak back before the accident. Was the guy still as funny as he used to be? Was their dramatic rivalry still standing on its weak support beams? Vince wouldn't know. When Josh greeted everyone, he seemed to steal away certain friends right away. And the drop out certainly wasn't among that pool of people.

It's only when the man spots Mike that his thoughts finally focus, sharpening into a point rather than this disorganized blob of a thing. His eyes widen before settling back into his indifferent look. Remembering that Mike and Jess had left to go roll around earlier this evening. After that little splat with Emily and Matt, Vincent can't say he blames them for squirming past everyone. He does raise a bold eyebrow when there's no petite blonde attached to the other man's hip. Perhaps she had scouted ahead, or snuck inside when he wasn't playing attention? Either way, he doesn't hesitate to make his way over— a slight, forced smile painting his soft face.

He likes Mike. Well, liked. Liked Mike well enough before ... It doesn't matter. Let it go.

"Lookin' to catch a cold, Mr. Class President?" Vince jokes immediately, "You could speed up the process by taking off that coat, if you're looking for a good start."

Bluntly, dark eyes roam over that military jacket ; admiring the almost adventurer look. He thinks the green wouldn't look good on him much, yet he does humor the idea of getting Mike to hand it over— just so he can wear it. Might be warmer than this one, after all! While his eyes shine with pride over his lead in, he can't help but voice what he's really curious about. Though he likes to believe he's only nosy, Vince knows he couldn't have cared less had it not been for what happened last time people were out here. Maybe he's concerned about Jessica, just a bit. She might not be his girl, or his closest friend, but he reasons that anyone good would worry. And he's always been such a bleeding heart.

For added effect, he makes sure to obnoxiously crane his neck as he looks around. Obviously searching for something, or in this case, someone. "Jess ain't gonna pop out and pelt me, is she? I don't think it's cool to ambush an old friend you've barely said hello to..."

[grass-sharrds]

hey!! sorry for the absence as of late, i've been in the middle of moving states! so replies and activity are going to be extremely slow, but i'll be back around when im able. thank you for your patience ❤

[grass-sharrds]

long time no see, hm? im finally at a place where i can respond to threads! however, my activity still will be iffy due to disinterest in some of my current muses! but i'll definitely work back up to being active on here nonetheless!

[grass-sharrds]

hey!! sorry for the absence as of late, i've been in the middle of moving states! so replies and activity are going to be extremely slow, but i'll be back around when im able. thank you for your patience ❤

[kuunai-deactivated20211006]

if you ignore this, you’re part of the problem.

(  skip to the urls at the bottom if you don’t care for details. )

      so nobody wants to talk about the toxicity, huh?

      every week. every damn week there’s drama, and i got so sick of the deafening silence that i decided to delete my blog, only to remake it again to post about it, since nobody else has the guts to.

Keep reading

[chainrattle]

WE'LL MEET AGAIN

ind. semi-selective.

RUNAWAY KID, SEVEN muse from little nightmares. hc & canon based.

this blog is still under CONSTRUCTION.

but feel free to engage !

turned by alina.

[grass-sharrds]

been thinking of making a multi-muse blog! so that's where I'll be focusing my attention as of late, though I'll still be active on here too

[rp-ask-memes-deactivated2026012]

send ‘❤' + a url & i’ll write positivity / what i think abt them.

it can be yours or SOMEONE ELSE !

[aquivermemes-blog]

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