Kadeem Harris

𝐆𝐞𝐭 𝐲𝗼𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧’ 𝐚𝐬𝐬 𝗼𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝗼𝗺𝐞 𝗼𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝗼𝐬𝐞 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝗼 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐫𝐬. 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐫 𝐡𝗼𝗺𝐢𝐞.

[bermaids]

‘Jacob’s Ladder’ cast so far.

Adding the new names/rumors here and here.

[hisderangedmind]

WHY THE FUCK WASN’T JOSEPH SIKORA APART OF THIS CAST OMG

[fuckyeahpowertv]

[mantlemagnificent]

what fandom is popping the most right now??? is riverdale riverdead? someone give me some recs on what’s popular rn so i can get back into some writing….

[hisderangedmind]

The horror fandom

[brittsmemes]

Put a 💙 in my ask if your muse wants a romantic relationship with mine.

[hisderangedmind]

@brightsidc 💙

[verbaltrust]

Sigh.

``Well, shit.´´

[hisderangedmind]

“What’s wrong old man?”

[hisderangedmind]

How’s it goiing?

[jackofalltrades1937-archived-de]

Lonely Father’s Club (Closed rp)

[jackofalltrades1937-archived-de]

Jack was taken aback. He had killed someone who was interfering, according to the Overlook that is. Though he never thought he’d hear of someone actually killing someone they loved. Something that Jack was haunted by every night. He was sure that the other was haunted by that too.

“That must have been scary.”

[hisderangedmind]

“Well, it was... It was something I regretted ever since. I— I’ll never forget the poor sound my son made when I stuck him with that needle. It— It makes me wanna tear up all over again ya know.”

There he goes wiping his eyes, trying to hide the feeling of depression that seemed to sneak up on him.

[jackofalltrades1937-archived-de]

Lonely Father’s Club (Closed rp)

Tagged: @hisderangedmind​

Jack was in the Gold Ballroom, pouring a glass of Jack Daniels into a tumbler when he saw another man enter, “I know that look,” He told the man, “I know that look that you have on your face. That troubled look. Hey, I’m Jack Torrance, I own the joint,” He said before picking up another tumbler for the man, “Here,” He said as he poured the Jack Daniels, “On the house.”

[hisderangedmind]

He wasn’t really in much of a mood to talk tonight, but he had a feeling this hotel would seriously give him a sense of self, maybe even more than he’d bargained for as well. So, here he was with a strange man, who he found to oddly handsome for such a man that was losing hair. But what was he saying, did he really mean this or was this the loneliness etching it’s way into the dark corners of his mind again.

“Hey, uhh— Yeah sure, I’ll take a Jack Daniel’s. But uhh— I was sure this hotel had been abandoned, I didn’t think anyone else would be here.”

[jackofalltrades1937-archived-de]

“Lucky for you, I have some in my hand. I was about to put it away,” He sighed, “No, this hotel isn’t abandoned. It’s not in season. The hotel runs from May to October. Summer to fall. It closes the day before Halloween. Every year. It’s closed down until April, when the staff is here for training and whatnot.”

[hisderangedmind]

Well that was comforting to know. This creepy ass hotel wouldn’t wanna be seen by prying eyes on October anyways, especially with it being the month where all spirits grew stronger and wandered the earth. The place would be too crowded with other ghosts.

“So, I’ve uhh— been talking to your son Danny Torrance. He’s grown up, and well we’re kinda seeing each other. I’ve just been wanting to tell you that since we decided to meet up here.”

[jackofalltrades1937-archived-de]

“Oh,” The author spoke, “I see. Well, it’ll be nice to see him after all this time. I haven’t seen him since he was young.  Very young. He was five, almost six, when I- Well, he must have told you what happened. It was a terrible night for all of us, especially him and his mother.”

[hisderangedmind]

“I know how you feel, I had to kill my own daughter, and the family cat after I made the mistake of burying them inside of this pet sematary. It was a real horror show, really it was, with the dead coming back to life trying to kill me.”

He didn’t actually like talking about that much, but he was also kinda lying when he said that he’d been seeing Danny Torrance, they were more or less just friends. Danny had kinda dared him to say that.

[jackofalltrades1937-archived-de]

Lonely Father’s Club (Closed rp)

Tagged: @hisderangedmind​

Jack was in the Gold Ballroom, pouring a glass of Jack Daniels into a tumbler when he saw another man enter, “I know that look,” He told the man, “I know that look that you have on your face. That troubled look. Hey, I’m Jack Torrance, I own the joint,” He said before picking up another tumbler for the man, “Here,” He said as he poured the Jack Daniels, “On the house.”

[hisderangedmind]

He wasn’t really in much of a mood to talk tonight, but he had a feeling this hotel would seriously give him a sense of self, maybe even more than he’d bargained for as well. So, here he was with a strange man, who he found to oddly handsome for such a man that was losing hair. But what was he saying, did he really mean this or was this the loneliness etching it’s way into the dark corners of his mind again.

“Hey, uhh— Yeah sure, I’ll take a Jack Daniel’s. But uhh— I was sure this hotel had been abandoned, I didn’t think anyone else would be here.”

[jackofalltrades1937-archived-de]

“Lucky for you, I have some in my hand. I was about to put it away,” He sighed, “No, this hotel isn’t abandoned. It’s not in season. The hotel runs from May to October. Summer to fall. It closes the day before Halloween. Every year. It’s closed down until April, when the staff is here for training and whatnot.”

[hisderangedmind]

Well that was comforting to know. This creepy ass hotel wouldn’t wanna be seen by prying eyes on October anyways, especially with it being the month where all spirits grew stronger and wandered the earth. The place would be too crowded with other ghosts.

“So, I’ve uhh— been talking to your son Danny Torrance. He’s grown up, and well we’re kinda seeing each other. I’ve just been wanting to tell you that since we decided to meet up here.”

[shiningtorrance-moved]

(Closed starter for @hisderangedmind)

After the Overlook burned, things were… rough, to say the least.

Oh, it was all fine and dandy at first: Abra and her mom reunited, he found a new sort of friendship in the Stones, he still had his job, and the damn hotel had finally disappeared for good.

But over the weeks, he wasn’t doing so good. He found himself getting more and more irritable over small things, having the familiar itches in his fists to lash out at everything, wanting to be left alone when socialization was unnecessary, his internal monologue enabling all this. It was probably because, quite frankly, he never let himself take a breather about the True situation; his best friend had died, after all. 

So he took the week off and booked a motel in Bangor, Maine with plans to destress and process the shitshow that happened.

He unpacked his suitcase in his room before wandering around the property. He noticed another man doing the same and decided to strike up a conversation, what the hell why not.

“The landscape’s pretty nice, considering how cheap this place is,” he called out once within earshot.

[hisderangedmind]

Louis was in the process of handing the front desk person his credit card, after filling the needed paper work in order to officially make this room his for atleast a month or so. They never actually stayed for a few weeks (Atleast once a week) is what the front desk person had said, but he didn’t actually care not anymore. He was more or less caring about offing himself which was the whole reason he’d come here.

If only he had kept that stupid cat alive, he would’ve atleast had it’s undead company, though Louis would of rather kept that thing dead and bu— Wait, something or someone interrupted his thoughts.

“Oh yeah, I’m staying here for a few days. I just needed some time away from the sematary of a place I stayed at.... It’s really d e a d there.”

[hisderangedmind]

closed rp for @shiningtorrance

Louis had just arrived miles to the hotel that he had booked a room for himself and another guy. He was hoping he’d get there before, so that he could setup the bedroom. He kinda decided to decorate the bedroom with roses, hopefully he would make a good first impression on the guy...

[jackofalltrades1937-archived-de]

Lonely Father’s Club (Closed rp)

Tagged: @hisderangedmind​

Jack was in the Gold Ballroom, pouring a glass of Jack Daniels into a tumbler when he saw another man enter, “I know that look,” He told the man, “I know that look that you have on your face. That troubled look. Hey, I’m Jack Torrance, I own the joint,” He said before picking up another tumbler for the man, “Here,” He said as he poured the Jack Daniels, “On the house.”

[hisderangedmind]

He wasn’t really in much of a mood to talk tonight, but he had a feeling this hotel would seriously give him a sense of self, maybe even more than he’d bargained for as well. So, here he was with a strange man, who he found to oddly handsome for such a man that was losing hair. But what was he saying, did he really mean this or was this the loneliness etching it’s way into the dark corners of his mind again.

“Hey, uhh— Yeah sure, I’ll take a Jack Daniel’s. But uhh— I was sure this hotel had been abandoned, I didn’t think anyone else would be here.”

[rp-meme-slut]

Reblog if you're a roleplayer with social anxiety!

This could mean you struggle with interacting with other roleplayers in the community, or get anxiety over simple interactions with others.

[hisderangedmind]

[prettyboytgc]

‪Tom via dylanholmeswilliams instagram story | 25/10/2019‬

[flawedheroines]

“That’s really interesting,” Emma replied, “You should probably talk to his followers and explain the actual rules to this religion.”

[hisderangedmind]

“He has rules, but their not extreme. Anyways, I was wondering if we could go and get some pie? I’m actually pretty hungry, best to full up before we go off to find hades. Besides, you look pretty starved as well, we’ve gotta keep the savior happy right?”

He asked with a smile, Ruby’s little diner was only a few block’s away, and the Angel hasn’t eaten in awhile. Yes, even heavenly beings had to keep their stamina up with food sometimes.

[flawedheroines]

“Um…okay,” Emma nodded a bit, “We can go to Granny’s if you want. I’m not really a pie person, but I can find something else.”

[hisderangedmind]

“Who the fuck says we gotta order pie lady? Come on, I’m sure I can get some burgers or shakes outta this old bitch. I’ll hound her ass.”

[hisderangedmind]

"Slide into the Doctor's lap, look deep in his crazy eyes, and ask him to raw you. Problem solved, or made much worse." - shyandniavelegionnaire

Is this Susie? Fuck, if it is... I dunno if I’d wanna spend that kinda time with the fucked up Doctor. I’d rather take my chances with David King.

[shyandnaivelegionnaire]

"Yeah it is! Ok, same plan, but to that David guy. Bonus points if you do it during a trial."

[hisderangedmind]

“S I K E! Why the hell would I dude that Bubblegum head? I’m not ready fuckin’ die ya know.”

[shyandnaivelegionnaire]

She blinked behind her mask and shrugged, "I don't think a survivor can kill you? If you did that to the Trapper he might kill you. Or raw you."

[hisderangedmind]

“Alright alright! Stop saying Raw me, stop with that shit. I thought you were supposed go be the innocent girl out of this family. I say family, because your all like blood to me.....”

[shyandnaivelegionnaire]

"Yeah, well, sometimes things happen when someone forces you to kill another human being and condems you to a never ending existence of murder or punishment in a horrible nightmare reality."

[hisderangedmind]

“So, your trying to say that it’s my fault you ended up like that? You chose to stab him, we all did, he would have killed us or called the cops if we hadn’t acted. That’s how I see it.”