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PSA!!

i’ll be moving brooke onto my multi ( which is the process of being set up ) but in the mean time, add me on discord at AP.#6675

casually waves as if i haven’t been gone for months.

hello, what’s shakin, fam?

#irenetbt

dvacommissions-deactivated20181

so i just got an email from my school saying that they are taking away my financial aid and i won’t be able to apply for a loan through them which basically means if i don’t come up with 3000$ by July 15 i will not be able to go. i hate to be this person, i really do, but i am literally begging for help here. please please please if you can commission from me. all my information is here. i prefer to work for money but i will also accept any kind donations.

#help my pal out if you can please !#this is the most anxiety inducing school related struggle there is & it sucks !

❝ what’s wrong? what did you see? ❞

@morguecaster

the gloss on her lips feels like glue, sealing in the disbelieving thoughts that bounced off every corner of her brain. there’s a tingle running through her entire body, shock leaving her bones feeling cold and her chest hollow. even if she tries, her mind scrambles back to the video sent to her laptop ; the images a foreshadowing to come. brooke could have never guessed that someone she knows…..someone she trusts….would keep such a dark secret from her. but that’s what everyone in lakewood did, wasn’t it? the foundation of livelihood skittering through the night, hoping to keep heinous actions hushed. even she participated in this little game ; quiet rendezvous with mr. branson, a secret she would have held until her death had piper not exposed her in the first onslaught of revived masked murderers.

it takes minutes before her lips finally part, trembling at the action as hazel eyes fixate on him - not past them, like they had been. “it was,” she echoes, voice empty of anything that can betray the onslaught of confusion and grief that attacks her every breath. “audrey at.....at jake’s body,” and, against her desires, her statement ends with a quiet whimper of despair that she hopes will be ignored.

contrary to how she should feel, brooke isn’t mad by the knowledge that audrey was aware of jake - one of her best friends - being dead. more importantly, she was hurt that audrey let her believe that jake would message her after their argument ; had foolishly awaited the text from someone who went awol. and she was sickened that she hadn’t realized the messages she received weren’t from him ; just his kidnapped phone. brooke thought her and audrey were friends now, able to tell each other anything - including when she had decided to go on her own mission to get answers from branson. now, she just felt stupid. like it had all been a lie she crafted to make herself feel better. and if her and audrey weren’t really friends, was it the same with her and noah?

#morguecaster #hi i'm emo

❝ stop staring at me like that. ❞ from stavo

@goredgrief

she was lost to the words in her head, hazel gaze drifting everywhere before they finally decide to settle on him - the object of her distraction. there’s part of her that remembers the suspicion she once held for him, certain he could be the new tormentor of her and her friends. he had conveniently appeared in their town when the new wave of murderous stalkers arose - and he was so fascinated with the morbid details. but he had surprised her, opened her to this colorful world of empowering affection.

her lips are curled into a soft smile, eyes sparkling with adoration. the smile on her lips only widens to a grin when she hears his voice, bringing brought back from her consuming thoughts. “i’m not looking at you in any sort of way,” she states firmly, amusement filling the gentle words. the bite she is so prone to using has vanished, leaving behind the sensitive girl brooke likes to hide from the world.

#goredgrief #;/ i luv them i gtg

[ sms - ✆ ] im really drubnk and i think im pregnart

@goredgrief

[ text : 💓creep 😍] stavo, you’re a boy

[ text : 💓creep😍 ] you can’t get pregnant

she pauses for a moment, cheeky grin slipping onto her features. she should be nice to him since he

was drunk, but then again, she had to have her fun too.

[ text : 💓 creep 😍 ] but i’m a girl, which means i could be pregnant. surprise!

#goredgrief

vaememes

THE FIVE SENSES / SENTENCE STARTERS .

some may be nsfw and / or be triggering.

01 : TOUCH .

❝ i love this [ FABRIC ], it feels satisfying. ❞

❝ your touch. it leaves me breathless. ❞

❝ your touch is unlike any other. ❞

❝ have you ever felt anything more comfortable? ❞

❝ feel this. what does it feel like to you? ❞

❝ i wanted to see what it felt like. ❞

❝ touch it. i dare you. ❞

❝ you felt ice cold when i touched you. ❞

❝ you feel warm to me. ❞

❝ i love the feel of [ FABRIC ] against my skin. ❞

❝ i love the feel of your skin against mine. ❞

❝ i would never touch anyone else. ❞

❝ i love the feel of your hair between each of my fingers. ❞

❝ don’t you dare touch me. ❞

❝ i want to feel your lips against my own. ❞

❝ i can feel your pulse. it jumped. ❞

❝ let me give you a massage. ❞

❝ you feel like home to me. ❞

02 : TASTE .

❝ i love the taste of you. ❞

❝ i can never forget that taste. ❞

❝ fair warning, it does have a bitter taste. ❞

❝ no offense, you just aren’t my taste. ❞

❝ can i have a taste of that? ❞

❝ i have yearned for the taste of your lips. ❞

❝ that tasted pretty good actually. ❞

❝ it just left a really bad taste in my mouth so no thanks. ❞

❝ nothing taste better than chocolate. ❞

❝ i’ve got something you might want to taste. ❞

❝ i will forever savor that taste. ❞

❝ blood has such a metallic taste. ❞

❝ my taste buds are mad at me after eating that. ❞

❝ how’s it feel to get a taste of your own medicine? ❞

❝ you didn’t even taste it. ❞

❝ trust me, you’ll want to taste this. ❞

❝ i think it has a bit of bitter sweet taste. ❞

❝ so you tasted it, did you like it? ❞

03 : SIGHT .

❝ i see you. ❞

❝ i’ve never seen things so clearer than i do now. ❞

❝ it’s too dark, i can’t see anything. ❞

❝ how can you see anything? it’s pitch dark. ❞

❝ i’ve looked close enough and i see you for what you are. ❞

❝ please, just look at me. ❞

❝ stop staring at me like that. ❞

❝ get that light out of my face. ❞

❝ it’s so bright outside today. ❞

❝ what’s wrong? what did you see? ❞

❝ you’re scared, you must have saw something. ❞

❝ what i saw, you’ll never believe me. ❞

❝ i’ve never seen you before. ❞

❝ have we seen one another before? ❞

❝ you see me for what i truly am. ❞

❝ i didn’t see anything. ❞

❝ did you see that? ❞

❝ i can’t believe my eyes. ❞

04 : SOUND .

❝ shhh, i just heard something. ❞

❝ did you hear that? ❞

❝ what is that sound? ❞

❝ i missed the sound of your voice. ❞

❝ do you hear me? stay away from me. ❞

❝ i hear you, loud and clear. ❞

❝ i’m sorry, what was that? i didn’t hear you. ❞

❝ i’ve heard that sound before. ❞

❝ you didn’t hear anything at all? ❞

❝ can you hear what they’re saying? ❞

❝ aw, i love the sound of music. ❞

❝ i never said i could hear them. ❞

❝ wait, hear that? something is coming. ❞

❝ i could hear screams … ❞

❝ i heard you all the way upstairs. ❞

❝ you didn’t just hear that? that sound? that noise? ❞

❝ trust me, you’re going to want to hear this. ❞

❝ please, just hear me out. ❞

05 : SMELL .

❝ what is that smell? ❞

❝ i have missed your smell. ❞

❝ you smell nice. ❞

❝ it’s unlike anything i’ve smelled before. ❞

❝ i smell the food cooking from here. ❞

❝ do you smell that? ❞

❝ how are you able to smell that? ❞

❝ no offense but it really smells. ❞

❝ it’s starting to smell. ❞

❝ tell me, you’ve smelled this before. ❞

❝ i know that smell, it’s the smell of lies. ❞

❝ i can smell you from here. ❞

❝ are you smelling me? ❞

❝ i missed the smell of your hair. ❞

❝ i need to step away, get some fresh air. ❞

❝ do you smell that? that’s the smell of freedom. ❞

❝ i could never erase your smell. ❞

❝ i can smell the fear on you from here. ❞

#❛ ᵖˡᵃʸ ᵗᶤᵐᵉ'ˢ ᵒᵛᵉʳ ᵇᶤᵗᶜʰ ❜ ⇾ ⸂ memes ⸃

knowing your partner well makes writing together a lot easier. tag this with the people you enjoy roleplaying with but want to get to know better.

( REPOST , DO NOT REBLOG ! )

* BASICS !

NAME: irene

AGE: 20

PRONOUNS: she / her

ZODIAC SIGN: taurus

TAKEN OR SINGLE: single ;}

* THREE FACTS !

I. i have a matching tattoo with my mom - it’s a baby elephant ( in blue ) holding the tail of a mom elephant ( in pink ). it’s on our left forearms.

II. back in high school, people called me ‘freckles’ because of the fact i have so many. there were also some people who called me ‘dimples’ because i have those too ( but the one on my right cheek is more indented than my left cheek )

III. i dabble in a lot of different hobbies like pyrography, photography, writing, drawing, painting, crocheting, wood-building, ceramics, sewing, stamp making, and jewelry-making. i get very disinterested in things quickly and hobby-hop because of it, though i do always go back to things. my mains are writing, photography, and crocheting.

* EXPERIENCE !

PLATFORMS YOU’VE USED: i used to rp on like chatango, gaia, silly little platforms like that.

YEARS ACTIVE: 8-9 years wow

* MUSE PREFERENCE !

FEMALE OR MALE: i tend to make ocs female, but do a majority of canon males ( brooke being an exception, as well as mika from twd )

LEAST FAVORITE FACE(S): i feel weird about like...singers or youtubers used as faceclaims

FAVORITE FACES: nick robinson, carlson young, maia mitchell

MULTI OR SINGLE: i have a multi but i get too distracted easily to properly run one, so i tend to stick with single-muse blogs because it’s easier for me even if i make ten billion

FLUFF , ANGST , OR SMUT?: i go for angst & fluff. smut is not something i typically do besides maybe minor.

PLOTS OR MEMES?: memes are easier for me than say plotting or starter calls. to be honest though, most of the time when i get a meme, i’ll freak out about some ideas of what i wanna do for it to the other person which in turn kinda turns into plotting so i mean. i just need a little boost to be able to do it.

TAGGED BY: @supergayed

TAGGING: anyone who wants to do the thing ily

#irenetbt #i'm gonna redo my tags on here :/ smh

“why are you always the one who’s breaking my heart?” from stavo obvs

@goredgrief

regret was a bitter emotion that left a foul taste in her mouth, but it was easier to handle than the tang of fear. everything she does is to protect herself, even if it didn’t come across as such. the distance she placed between herself and others acted as a barrier to keep more sadness out, something she has been plagued with since the first round of copy-cat murders. and this barrier since has only grown taller and taller, desperate to lock herself in while keeping everything else out. her carefully constructed tower was unsuccessful. keeping herself in meant locking away all the ghosts that haunted her, begging for her attention. and brooke had no choice but to relent.

and now she’s gazing at him, a boy who had found a way to reach through her barricade and yank her out. it was more terrifying than being shielded away from all the pain and grief. her lips curl to show her teeth in a display of intentional harshness, but it quickly falls short ; a sigh whisking from parted lips instead. “it isn’t just yours,” she responds flatly, hazel gaze shifting away from him, arms crossing defensively over her chest. she likes to break her own heart, too - even if he doesn’t know that’s happening.

#goredgrief #i'm sad

“my mind is a dark place. you don’t want to be there.” from stavo

@goredgrief

was she meant to be scared? brooke nearly releases the bitter laughter that boils in her chest, but blood-red lips swallow it with a patient smile. after everything she has been forced to endure, she’s certain there is nothing he could say or do that terrifies her. she was a survivor of psychopathic rage that robbed her of so many she holds dears - and him and his obsession with the grotesque did not scare her in the slightest.

and being a survivor means having a darkness in itself ; the heart-pounding paranoia of getting close to people because they might be taken from you, the breath-taking nightmares that leave you whimpering into the darkness of your bedroom, tears an endless stream as you are consumed by the ache of sadness and a strange loneliness. guilt, too, for being alive when so many others were not.

she was not new to darkness blooming in beautiful heads. her own was full of it for a long time, the shade withering every last rose that blossomed in the garden of her thoughts. but there was something that had seemed so unfamiliar ; a stream of light pouring onto the carcasses of forgotten flowers - a light that had begun when he entered her unsteady, dramatic life.

“stavo,” she states quietly, palms placing themselves firmly against his chest as she tilts her head back to look lovingly at his face. “you’re suck with me, okay? so stop trying to get rid of me.” if he didn’t want to share what was in his head, she could be content for now. after all, she was filled with her own darkness that she dare not speak of. maybe they would get there some day.

#goredgrief #me ? in love ? yes

"it’s okay to hurt & breakdown. you don’t have to be strong all the time.” // from Emma?

@manyxxmuses

she doesn’t know how to say it - all these thoughts and feelings that assault her at every minute of the day. they were fierce, ruthless ; always on the verge of blowing her away with the intensity. but brooke always dug her heels in, refusing to budge ; the battered and broken winner of this cruel game of life! she’s already on the edge, arms held wide to keep the balance that threatened to be taken from her. and she knows she can’t let it be taken from her ; not like everything else. so she bites her tongue, drowns her demons in flasks filled with burning alcohol - and she flicks her hair over her shoulder and flashes a brilliant, polished smile. because if she lets all the misfortune seep into her bones, she will become lead and sink, sink, sink.

– but she isn’t going to tell emma that.

instead, her head shakes in mock exasperation, lips curling in reassurance. “oh, emma,” is a breathe that escapes in a sweet voice. brooke knows her friend well ; knows that she should heed her own advice. but they were all just damaged kids trying to wade past misery and grief - all just trying to survive the uncertainty and paranoia. “i’ll worry about all that after we finally graduate and get out of this hellhole.”

#manyxxmuses #hi i just wanted you to know i love this tyvm #but also i love you xoxo

andhungry

soulmate au prompts.

send a number for a starter / drabble based off a specific soulmate au! most are taken from this list. feel free to add more if you want! (can also be adapted to fit poly ships!)

the one where you only see color once you meet your soulmate.

the one where you have your soulmate’s name written on your body.

the one where you and your soulmate have matching marks on your bodies.

the one where you and your soulmate have matching marks and the marks glow when you’re near your soulmate.

the one where you don’t know your soulmate until you touch them.

the one where when you dream you’re seeing whatever your soulmate is currently experiencing.

the one where you and your soulmate share an emotional link.

the one where your soulmate’s first words to you are written on your body.

the one where your soulmate’s last words to you are written on your body.

the one where you have a timer on your wrist that counts down to when you meet your soulmate.

the one where soulmates share extreme physical sensation — if one gets hurt, the other gets hurt, and etc.

the one where soulmates can heal each other’s injuries.

the one where only your soulmate can kill you.

the one where color appears on your body wherever your soulmate first touches you.

the one where every lie your soulmate tells you appears on your skin.

the one where anything written on your skin appears on your soulmate’s skin as well.

the one where your soulmate’s name is on one wrist and your enemy’s name is on the other and you have no clue which is which.

the one where whenever you get a song stuck in your head, it’s because your soulmate is singing it.

the one where soulmates are reincarnated and keep finding each other throughout their different lives.

the one where you don’t know your soulmate until you hear them say your name.

the one where you can talk to your soulmate in dreams.

the one where it’s impossible to lie to your soulmate.

the one where once you meet your soulmate, it’s physically uncomfortable to be apart from them for too long.

the one where you have a compass on your body that leads you to your soulmate.

the one where you have the date you’ll meet your soulmate on your wrist.

the one where you have the date your soulmate will die on your wrist.

the one where you can transfer any injuries/pain your soulmate has onto yourself.

the one where some people can see the red string of fate and follow it to their soulmates.

the one where your soulmate’s ghost haunts you when they die.

#❛ ᵖˡᵃʸ ᵗᶤᵐᵉ'ˢ ᵒᵛᵉʳ ᵇᶤᵗᶜʰ ❜ ⇾ ⸂ memes ⸃#hi :}

hollandrooden

#noah tbt #i'm here for noah supporting one of his gfs ;/

dongwookss

puppy dog brooke part 40201

#• ⋅ ⋆ ⋅ • ᶰᵒᵗ ᵐᵉᵃᶰ ⁻ ᵇʳᵘᵗᵃˡˡʸ ʰᵒᶰᵉˢᵗ ; ᶤᵗ'ˢ ᵃ ᵈᶤᶠᶠᵉʳᵉᶰᵗ ˢʰᵃᵈᵉ ᵒᶠ ᵐᵉᵃᶰ ᵎ ⧼ brooke maddox ⧽#i love her so much

so here's something i'm thinking of :

a 13.r.w verse where brooke leaves lakewood after the first wave of killings is over. she thinks it's going to be a fresh start - a way to get rid of all the drama (not completely ; she still keeps in touch with her friends back home) but it turns into a different type of shitshow via hannah & the tapes

#irenetbt #i dont ? have an ooc tag on here ??? tf #anyway anyone who wants a thing in this verse hmu thamm #i meant to put thank at the end of the thing smh

riskfulings-deactivated20180602

&. ARGUING STARTERS.

“i can’t believe you.”

“are you serious?”

“we’re not finished. i’m not just going to let this go.”

“so you don’t trust me?”

“fuck you.”

“you know me! and the fact that you still think i’d do that hurts the most.”

“i miss the old you. i don’t want the person you’ve become.”

“you never understand.”

“you said the same thing last time.”

“i’m so tired of constantly doing this with you.”

“you don’t even try to see it from my perspective.”

“i’m not apologizing.”

“hell if i care.”

“this is fucking bullshit.”

“why are you always the one who’s breaking my heart?”

“i can’t do this anymore.”

“you don’t mean that.”

“i hate you.”

“you never keep your promises.”

“out of all the things you’ve told me, what was true?”

“i can’t even look at you.”

“do you even love me anymore?”

“i’m fucking done.”

“i shouldn’t have ever trusted you.”

“you’re being unfair.”

“i’m not going to keep being your little secret. i deserve better.”

“i’m leaving.”

“just… just go.”

“i thought you’d be the one to make me happy.”

“you don’t even pretend to care about me.”

“i don’t even remember the last time you told me you loved me.”

“don’t go.”

“i never asked for this.”

#❛ ᵖˡᵃʸ ᵗᶤᵐᵉ'ˢ ᵒᵛᵉʳ ᵇᶤᵗᶜʰ ❜ ⇾ ⸂ memes ⸃

sandcvstles

hurt meme.

“ i got you. it’s gonna be okay, you’re going to be okay.”

“i feel like everyone’s miles away from me.”

“my mind is a dark place. you don’t want to be there.”

“i know this hurts, but you have to stay awake.”

“don’t close your eyes, please don’t close your eyes!”

“i just want to be numb, i don’t want to feel anything.”

“please don’t do this, don’t act like you care.”

“you don’t care, nobody cares, just leave.”

“you’re my friend, of course i fucking care.”

“i can’t give up on you, so please don’t give up on yourself.”

“i love you so much, i forgot what hating myself felt like.”

“i fucked up, why do you not care?”

“i can’t walk, just go on without me.”

“you have broken ribs, take it easy.”

“i have no idea how to do cpr.”

“whose blood is that?”

“apply pressure to the wound, don’t let go.”

“don’t you dare fucking let go!”

“what the hell happened to you?”

“are they dead? did you kill them?”

“do you know what you’ve done?”

“you’re either with me or against me.”

“who the hell did this to you?”

“are you alright? you hit your head pretty hard…”

“i can’t see!! what’s happening to me?”

“when was the last time you ate?”

“what do you mean you’re fine? you are not fine!”

“i’m fine, it’s just a flesh wound, i’ll be okay.”

“for how long? how long were you bottling this up?“

“there’s so much blood, you won’t last.”

“are you… throwing up in there?”

“why aren’t you eating?”

“just breathe… you’re okay, i promise, just breathe.”

“i can’t breathe, i can’t –”

"i woke up, & you were gone.”

“just tell me something, was it really worth it?”

"it’s okay to hurt & breakdown. you don’t have to be strong all the time.”

#❛ ᵖˡᵃʸ ᵗᶤᵐᵉ'ˢ ᵒᵛᵉʳ ᵇᶤᵗᶜʰ ❜ ⇾ ⸂ memes ⸃

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