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lost souls

[hauntedhousc]

HAUNTEDHOUSC - a massive multimuse rp blog

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[ghostingrphub]

' wow ghost where have you been ' college. ive been at college. its so much college

but uh wow hi im 19 now and. hopefully ill be getting around to responding to things. interact with this post n ill enter ur dms

also my discord is ghosting30s if you want to contact me. yeah

[memesomething]

send me an ask that starts "Write me a starter where..." & a plot idea for our muses.

there's no guarantee this will result in receiver writing a starter, but it helps to get plot gears moving! (reverse meme)

[mcflymemes]

MISCELLANEOUS SENTENCE PROMPTS *  collection #5

take a nap with me.

please don't go.

you talk too much.

don't bother with any male chauvinistic compliments.

such disdain can not and must not be tolerated.

my handwriting is so bad, sometimes i think i should've been a doctor.

i wouldn't say no to getting lost with you.

we've got the element of surprise on our side.

i had to carry you for a while. it wasn't pretty.

anything broken?

i'm very impressed with you.

drinks all around!

now what is that supposed to mean?

i guess freedom is purely relative.

can you repeat that? i wasn't listening.

i'm not a threat. i won't hurt you.

what sort of trouble are you looking for?

when you're ready, we can get out of here.

i couldn't find your gun.

well, i thought you might be a little angry.

oh don't tell me. let me guess.

keep that thing away from me.

glad you think i'm hot... i guess.

hope that wasn't a family heirloom.

how has work been?

i don't think the world is full of criminals and full of murderers. it's full of nice people.

it could happen to anyone.

is your head clear yet?

will you go find yourself another suspect?

don't ask me any questions. i'm calling my attorney.

i'm trying to watch the game!

that's been known to happen.

i could wait.

can i ask a personal question?

how can i be angry looking at you?

i don't want to cut down on my standard of living.

don't catch a cold out there. wear a jacket.

you sure do know how to work a crowd.

what brought you here tonight?

i don't think you care too much.

that was... unexpected.

are you in charge of this mess or not?

this isn't what it looks like.

i just go where they tell me to.

i hope this isn't a bad time.

do you see something wrong?

here's your scarf. you dropped it.

i miss the way you used to touch me.

that's a stupid idea.

did it rain last tuesday?

can i sit in this?

that's not my problem.

did you have anything specific that you wanted to talk to me about?

i'm beginning to be very fond of you.

i didn't realize i drank that much.

may our enemies never be as happy as we are at this moment.

if you wait a while, we can go home together.

screw the rest of them. make them squirm.

that's the nicest thing anyone's ever said to me.

i meant to do that.

everybody is a suspect.

it's noble of you to come galloping to the rescue.

i know that. you told me.

you see, artists are very, very delicate.

you'll always have everything.

there's just one more thing i need to ask you...

can i use your phone?

i wasn't snooping.

can i take you out to dinner? my treat.

isn't that peculiar?

thanks for stopping by.

i usually don't drink anything i can't pronounce.

i just don't want anybody else to have it.

mind if i smoke?

what do you think of this?

i really appreciate your taking the time to chat with me.

why do all these people feel that they know me?

i can't tell you what a big help you've been.

as you travel through life, you'll encounter many barriers to happiness.

you're safe. i promise. i'm right here.

over my dead body.

that must have been very hard, losing someone you love like that.

this didn't need to happen.

i must have your name.

what's the matter? did i scare you?

what did you pay for those shoes?

i'm not very good on details, that's why i write everything down.

you didn't have a fight or anything, did you?

i've never met anyone quite like you. can't decide if that's a good thing or a bad thing.

are you still with me?

i guess it slipped your mind.

let's go inside. we'll be more comfortable.

do you mind if i grab a blanket? it's freezing in here.

just for the record, i love you.

maybe you should take the couch tonight.

maybe it would help if i knew where i was taking you.

[astrronomemes]

TEXT POST STARTERS I

a collection of quotes and quips from popular internet posts. change & alter as needed.

“Actually, all of my systems are nervous.”

“As a kid, if I misbehaved, my dad would come into my room and shoot me in my head with a real gun, killing me. It made me a stronger person.”

“If I was stuck in a timeloop, I’d desperately explain my situation to you every single reset.”

“Be the surreal nonsense you wish to see in the world.”

“Before anyone asks, yes, I did ruin everything with my hubris.”

“Call me biodegradable, because I break down really easily.”

“Dads will see their kids and be like, is anyone going to emotionally damage that? and not wait for an answer.”

“Don’t mind if I don’t.”

“Due to personal reasons, I will be named an enemy of the state.”

“An extreme sport: maintaining your opinion after somebody disagrees with it.”

“God knew I would be too powerful if I could do math.”

“Gonna start referring to all my past traumatic experiences as ‘lore’.”

“Have some compassion! And eat a mango! That’s it!”

“Herbs and spices in the house tonight… everybody just have a good thyme…”

“I find a guy attractive. Do I stab him?”

“I hate this place. I want to go to Build-A-Bear.”

“I have been having a weird fucking time.”

“I hope I give off the vibe to all animals that I am their ally and friend.”

“I think I’m doing quite well for someone who’s internally breaking down every second of every day.”

“I think my dark undereye circles are adding to the aesthetic, actually.”

“I think the easiest way to feel “wanted” is to simply rob a bank.”

“I wonder what I could do if I didn’t structure my entire life around avoiding getting yelled at.”

“If you find me while we’re playing hide and seek, I’ll fucking kill you.”

[hauntedhousc]

a heads up, all markcu muses here will be moved over to @flowchartstaging

[hauntedhousc]

@divinely-wrought : continued from here !!

“ A bestseller, hm ? ”

The smile upon his face grew, even if only a slight angle. He knew that others saw him as interesting, but he hadn’t thought it to be so interesting as to be a winning story. The more he thought about it, the more likely it sounded.

“ If it would be such a popular novel, we should hope it would be a good one. ” A thoughtful nod. “ A good story. ”

" Mhm, " Nick hummed, " bestseller. So famous, everyone for one hundred miles would know your name. " He spread his arms out for emphasis, his smile growing.

" It'd be a good one, Jay. Especially with you as the lead. "

[oblivionmemes]

♢      —        send  [ META ] + a word / phrase / person / etc  and i will write a head  canon around it.

[ohisms]

↪     𝑺𝑬𝑻𝑻𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑷𝑹𝑶𝑴𝑷𝑻𝑺     (   a  collection  of  various  settings  meant  to  inspire  drabbles  or  be  used  as  prompts .   will be updated .   )

001.   the seaside ,  as the sun is setting .

002.   a cabin in the middle of the woods .

003.   a picket-fenced home in the suburbs .

004.   a dark bus stop lit only by street lights .

005.   a private jet miles high in the sky .

006.   a funhouse’s room of mirrors .

007.   an office building ,  bustling and busy .

008.   the back row of an empty movie theater .

009.   a run-down (or abandoned) motel room .

010.   a loud house party on a suburban street .

011.   a university lecture hall during a class .

012.   the rooftop of a very tall building .

013.   a great ballroom during an elegant party .

014.   the back of a wailing ambulance .

015.   the wine cellar of a large mansion .

016.   behind the school’s gymnasium .

017.   a bonfire in the middle of the woods .

018.   an otherwise empty parking lot .

019.   the bar of a loud ,  dark club .

020.   an empty summer camp .

021.   a large hedge maze ,  easy to get lost in .

022.   a neglected or derelict treehouse .

023.   a spacious ,  light-filled meadow .

024.   an underground / illegal fighting club .

025.   an abandoned scrapyard .

026.   a large penthouse overlooking the city .

027.   an apple orchard in the middle of spring .

028.   an empty playground with squeaky swings .

029.   an extravagant greenhouse .

030.   the base of a large waterfall .

031.   a spacious walk - in closet full of lovely clothes .

032.   a quiet hospital room .

033.   the dark depths of an abandoned mine .

034.   the deck of a fishing boat at night .

035.   the thick crowd of an audience at a show .

036.   a long ,  winding road .

037.   the site of a car accident .

038.   a hiking trail in the mountains .

039.   a cramped dressing room .

040.   a dusty antiques shop full of relics .

041.   the street of an unfamiliar city at night .

042.   between the tall shelves of a thrifted book shop .

043.   a building abandoned during construction .

044.   a house without power or running water .

045.   a mysterious trail found in the woods .

046.   the back of a taxi stuck in traffic .

047.   the inside of an elevator that won’t move .

048.   fairgrounds during a large event  (or after hours) .

049.   a garden bountiful with flowers or produce .

050.   a childhood home or bedroom .

[widowsrph]

🕸️ ⸻   𝙻𝙾𝚅𝙴 𝙻𝙰𝙽𝙶𝚄𝙰𝙶𝙴𝚂.     sent by anonymous.    part four out of five.   featuring  :  physical touch.

PHYSICAL TOUCH 

[ hug ] one muse gives the other a hug [ massage ] one muse gives the other a massage [ sensual ] one muse gives the other a sensual massage [ rub ] one muse gives the other a foot rub [ play ] one muse plays with the other’s hair [ small ] one muse places their hand on the small of the other’s back [ lap ] one muse sits in the other’s lap [ hands ] our muses hold hands [ kiss ] one muse kisses the other muse [ specify where ] [ piggyback ] one muse gives the other a piggy back ride  [ dancing ] our muses go dancing together [ slow dance ] our muses slow dance together 

[memies]

Send me a symbol and I will write a headcanon about…  For multimuse blogs, please specify!

𝓕 : My muse’s handwriting. (Is it good, bad, difficult to decipher, do they prefer writing by hand or with the help of some form of machine, e.t.c.) 

✈ : My muse and  traveling. (If they do it frequently and why, if they never left their home town, e.t.c.)

✿ : My muse and nature. (If they are an ‘outdoorsy type’, like the sound of bird’s singing, if they have never set foot in a forest, e.t.c.) 

☼ : My muse’s first memory. (Where it was, who was with them, how this memory makes them feel, e.t.c.) 

☙ : My muse’s favourite food. (Bonus: A memory, be it good or bad, associated with said food.)

♬ : My muse and music. (What type of music they like listening to and in what context, what music they would never listen to, e.t.c.)

↺ : My muse and the past. (Do they live in the past and struggle to let go of past grievances, or move on more easily, is there anything in their past they want to forget, e.t.c.) 

☾ : My muse and sleep. (How much they sleep, how much they wish to sleep, if there is something that never fails to put them to sleep, e.t.c.) 

✧ : My muse and art. (If they have an artistic side or not and why, favourite artist if they have one, e.t.c.) 

❃ : My muse and social media. (If the muse is/would be on social media and why/why not, their general opinion on it, e.t.c.) 

✉  : My muse and others. (If they social and outgoing or more introverted, and why. If they prefer communicating with others face to face or in written form, e.t.c.). 

▶ : My muse and level of education. (If the muse has some form of education, what education they perhaps wish they had, e.t.c.). 

◐ : My muse and animals. (If they like animals and treat them well, do not care for them at all, e.t.c.). 

❒ : My muse and gifts. (If they are good/bad at finding gifts, good/bad at receiving gifts, good/bad at wrapping gifts, e.t.c.) 

☘ : My muse’s relation with their family. (If they speak with each other and how much, if they are close or estranged, e.t.c.). 

[hauntedhousc]

[ @ship-status asked -- ]

It felt like an eternity and yet no time at all had passed since that night. Chaos and betrayal, a poker night gone wrong, and it had left them trapped. Trapped in a mirror, and then trapped in a body that wasn’t theirs. They could have gone after the others. Could have tracked down Mark. As soon as they reached the doorsteps, though, they’d stopped. Something kept them back. There wasn’t anything left in the Manor for them. Rage, anger, hurt — it filled them, tried to control their actions.

Then . . . then, there was Damien.

Left behind, just like them. They couldn’t leave him. Couldn’t abandon them like everyone else had. The Manor was empty, save for the two of them. One trapped in a mirror, and one trapped in a form that felt more like a prison than an escape. The mirrors, thankfully, provided a way for the two of them to communicate between. A barrier, yet also a gateway. Asher had paced the room, the strange glitching that flickered in and out of existence within the air around them shifting. Harsh movements had nearly knocked a vase from the nearby table, and hair was mussed ragged from their hands threading through it — but it all had thankfully been contained ( to a degree ) . Deafening silence sometimes spoke more than any words could.

[ ( throws @fearlesscxptain into tv!au, as discussed hehe. emotions time >:D ) ]

Damien was alone. He was alone, as he had been for decades. He watched the manor around him decay, the once opulent halls filling with mold and dirt. It'd all be returned to rest, one day, he supposed. He'd still be here, though. Waiting for people to remember him. Waiting for people to come back for him. Waiting for people who he hoped, he prayed, still cared about him. It was a far off hope, a far off dream, but it was all he had left.

He didn't even have his own body.

Then someone was here. Something else, something that finally wasn't just creatures burrowing into the walls and the shadows that played on the edge of his vision. The whole house creaked, leaning into the new presence, as if all the walls were eavesdropping on whatever may happen. And Damien saw Aster. He pressed against the mirror, hands touching the cold glass, not that he noticed the cold much anymore. Aster's outbreak almost caused him to flinch, to pull back, but not now. Not when someone was this close.

The house groaned as Damien spoke up, in a hoarse whisper of a voice, "Aster?"

[weaver-z]

They hate me for my girlish whimsy and the cannibalism

[hauntedhousc]

[ @divinely-wrought : continued from here !! ]

“ I think that you’re far more apt to answer that than I am, old sport. ” A small laugh accented the blond’s reply. “ If you did know the answer, though, I don’t think I’d want you to tell me. I’d rather live how I can, without worrying about all of that. ” He had enough to worry about already, after all.

Turning to face the man beside him, his expression shifted from lighthearted to far more genuine. A particular talent of his — to set someone at ease with merely a look. “ If we were, would it be a good novel ? ”

Nick watched Gatsby, a small smile across his face. He loved hearing Gatsby's replies to his own thoughts, whenever he cared to voice them out loud. It was nice hearing what his friend had to say, even if he didn't understand the life he'd surrounded himself with. "Don't worry, I'd keep it to myself, I swear." He raised a hand and crossed his heart.

Nick hummed. "It'd be the best novel," he said, "especially if it was about us. Bestseller guaranteed."

[hauntedhousc]

[ @divinely-wrought : continued from here !! ]

“ Do you want to be a good person ? ”

It was said as simply as though the question he’d been asked was just as simple. With such a poetic spirit as Henry’s, perhaps he had pondered the question before.

“ I don’t think it’s something for me to decide. I am not the definitive decision on such a thing. Then again, I don’t think anyone is. It’s up to your heart. ”

Lifting his head, he regards Victor with a softened yet unbiased look. Perhaps slightly curious. “ So, do you think that you are ? ”

Victor looked at Henry with an amount of confusion. This was Henry Clerval, the one of the best people that he knew, who else could judge him good or bad? Who else could deftly say what path he was walking?

"I..." Victor looked at his hands. "I'm unsure. That's why I asked you, friend." His gaze went back to his friend, a small, nervous smile on his face. He half-whispered, clutching his hands together and pressing them against his chest, "I don't know."

[hauntedhousc]

[ @divinely-wrought : continued from here !! ]

An almost panicked look was the initial response, though quickly masked by Jay’s usual calm demeanor.

“ There’s no need to apologize, old sport — you have nothing to apologize for, ” he said with a slight shake of his head. “ I didn’t mean to keep you, though, if you have something else to tend to. ”

Did he want to be alone … ? Well, no. That was not an easy answer to voice, though.

Nick shrugged, hands stuck in his pockets. "I figured I was taking up your time here, Jay, didn't know if you had matters to attend to." He gently shifted from foot to foot.

"I, however, am still open to staying here longer, if you'd have me." Nick grinned at Jay, his friend, the strangest one he'd ever had. He shrugged, taking a look around the room. "No need to cut our time short, huh?"

[hauntedhousc]

[ @divinely-wrought : countinued from here !! ]

Though he’d been in the middle of standing, Henry slowed at the question. A look cast to his friend, and he could not help but sit back down, saddened guilt apparent upon his face.

“ I don’t want to, dearest, but I do have work that my father expects me to tend to . . . , ” he began, though his words quickly trailed off in the midst of his explanation. With a small smile, he spoke again. “ . . . I might be able to talk my way out of staying a while longer, though, if that is what you would like ? ”

Victor's face betrayed a slight guilt at the sudden question before it even left his mouth, ducking down a bit. Ah. He hadn't meant to be so hasty to ask for just a minute, a second, longer with his dear friend.

He looked to his friend's face, lips pursing together and hands folded into his lap. "If, uh," Victor looked to the side, "if it wouldn't be too much of a bother. I understand work needs to be done." As if the drive to always and constantly be working on what interested him had ever faded from him. He worked his hands, looking down at his feet. "You can go, if you need."