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HAUNTGRAPS . . . an independent, private & selective roleplayer based on original character SAMARA GRACE STRODE, professional photographer for ALL ELITE WRESTLING & NEW JAPAN PRO WRESTLING. she's made a permanent home in tokyo, japan and wouldn't dare want to live anywhere else. born with the natural gift of spell casting that comes from a long line of witches. rumors flow backstage that nobody should cross her, but they make her giggle. never would she use her gift for wrongdoing unless she absolutely has to. lives life like everyday is halloween, drenched in black and dwelling in the fear of others.

♰ DOSSIER. VERSES. MUSINGS. PROMPTS. MULTI-MUSE. ♰

an original character set in the wrestling and horror verse est in 2025. loved and adored by c. (30+, she / her, est)

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I GET K.ENNY VS Z.SJ AT FORBIDDEN DOOR THIS IS FOR ME I’M GONNA RUN THROUGH A WALL!!!!!

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someone on twitter said “s.hun s.kywalker to nxt” and they had a j.ey u.so avi i’ll smack the fuck out of y’all!!!

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o.kada wants to fuck t.akeshita so bad

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WHAT DA DOG DOIN HE SAID IT

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m.arina “in the butt daniel” s.hafir

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shaddentekkers fucking all over my dash thank you @luch3gor3 & @itstaztvrp

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can’t believe i’ve lost p.rotoshita & j.etspeed within the same week

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she was staring at him, her anger had soon turned into lust as if he'd been reading what made her weak all along. maybe he had figured out what most still couldn't to this day. being out in the open only made samara drip with this sort of anticipation that made her want to open her mouth and consume him like a wild animal. "to take care of me." her breath fell on his face, teeth biting at his bottom lip before her knees began to bend. "do i need to beg to allow me to take care of you instead?" her body began to fall limp, lips meeting his torso on the way down before they touched the floor. "are you afraid to get caught?" her eyes beamed back up at him, her hand rubbing up minoura's thigh and over his tights and tongue licking just above his waistband.

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continued from here. @itstaztvrp

samara never meant to startle him, but it was so quiet in there and she had her own way of silencing her movements so much that she could be sneaky. “calm down, darling.” she quickly replied, manicured nails reaching out to ensure effy that it was indeed her. signature grin fell on her plump lips, still obviously sullen about the situation at hand as she walked in closer to where he was. the smell of the room was almost enchanting, samara flaring her nostrils to take in a deep breath to take the sweet smell in. there was an easiness about the room that seemed to engulf in her chest, heaviness leaving the farther she stepped inside. “if it was someone up to no good, they would have wished not to cross the both of us.” 

she shrugged her shoulders at this comment, samara wouldn’t be herself if she wasn’t running just a tad bit late. “i like to make a grand entrance.” she joked, slightly raising a brow as she was now standing across from him. “i need to contact them, i need to know what happened.” her mouth curved as her emotions of the situation still ran high. “you can help me, can’t you?”

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a few more replies to get through on here and @highflyflows today then i'm gonna focus more on getting some of the starters in my inbox out until the weekend! gonna focus a lot more on my oc too, so you can come write with me on @femrevenge :)

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NOT MY P.ROTOSHITA OH MY GOD FUCKFKDJ

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samara chuckled at zack's revelations, not in a way of making fun of him but the two of them were so similar it was insane. it was as if the both of them hopped on the same train of life and landed at the same destination. "i hate it too... i really do." she flicked ashes down from the rooftop, watching them slowly trickle down to the street. "but it's easy money. men are so easy to manipulate... which i'm sure you know how to make them pay your bills." she offered a smile, leaning into him for a brief moment. "i'd love more than anything to be able to rip their arms off, half the time security isn't worth two fucks... i guess getting money comes with a price of its own. how fucking ironic, huh?"

romantic.

zack hit that nail directly on the head. two people hopelessly looking for some sort of love in all the wrong places. this establishment was surely not the place to find a stable type of situation. samara leaned into his arm now, leaning against him once more before laying her head on his shoulder. the 'what ifs' and 'what could have beens' often drove her insane. "god, i hate that you're so right." another small chuckle, crossing her feet at the ankles. "you and me in manhattan, wondering what life has in store... we'd meet at a cozy little cafe in the mornings, go on about our lives..." she nodded, taking in a heavy breath. her reality was often met with wants and needs of something more, but she never had the initiative to chase it. would it even be worth trying? "it's such a good dream, innit? especially when you're grinding on some loser and having to hear about his miserable life... guess it's two different sides of the same coin."

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gym playlist has officially sent me back into my “dad rock” era and that’s how my day is going so far

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samara loved mind games, throwing people off a bit with her actions. even better if she was somewhat attracted to them, and she was surely in awe of minoura's presence. his large hand twisting in her hair made her gasp, whatever grip she had on him letting go while her lips parted. all of her weak spots were being hit, every single one of them without trying too hard. how did kota know? the anger seeping through him made him somewhat animalistic, the sudden texture of spit hitting her face and sending her own wave of shock through her body. samara stammers, knees going weak before her tongue licked it off where she could reach. a burn hit her lower stomach, a twinge in her own thighs before her eyes moved to look at kota's lips. "what do i have to do to prove it? anything."