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kelsey parker && wren patel adored by roni of @blackwatershq

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✧ roadsends‌ !

𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚆𝙰𝚈 𝙷𝙴 𝚂𝙽𝙰𝚃𝙲𝙷𝙴𝚂 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙿𝙴𝙽 from her hand is less than graceful, that’s for certain, but he’s feeling a little frantic. nothing is worse than getting a call and being told that somebody didn’t show up for work, again, after getting maybe two hours of sleep. still, he remembers his manners after a second: “ i – thanks. i know you weren’t s’posed to come in today. ” but that’s the thing, really, about blackwater: what’re you gonna do on your day off? not a whole lot, as far as he’s aware. he focuses on the pen, twirls it between two fingers, and then pulls out a pad of paper to scribble out call bailie in chicken scratch handwriting. “ you didn’t have any plans, didn’t you? ” please, say no, for the love of the lord.

。・ * ✧  she was glad she always carried an extra pen . . . hopefully no one else needed one today, though. ❛ no problem, ❜ kelsey shook her head and offered a gentle smile, careful not to accidentally upset him further, though wanting to show that she understood. ❛ again, it’s no problem, really, ❜ the brunette insisted, though she sighed internally. she wished she had a better vocabulary. ❛ oh, no. not really. nothin’ i can’t do after work, ❜ she smiled again, more playful this time, ❛ nothing as important as whatever bailie’s doing, i’m sure. ❜ 

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。・ * ✧ ❛ have you been working on anything cool lately? ❜ kelsey started, ❛ i’ve felt so, ❜ a sigh, ❛ uninspired...? lately, i guess. but i was wondering if you wanted to walk around with me, maybe? i don’t really wanna go alone, but i wanna go, ya know? i think maybe it’ll help me get inspired. like, who knows, maybe i’ll see a cool leaf i wanna draw or something.❜ ( @sophallen​ ! )

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。・ * ✧ kelsey sat by herself in a booth by the door, attempting to work on a sketch or two during her break, but she couldn’t focus on them , no matter how hard she tried. the door opening caught her attention and was a welcome distraction, the person entering even more welcome. ❛ sabrina , hey ! sit with me for a bit ? ❜ she asked, maybe a bit too eagerly.  ( @tvngibles ! )

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✧ bxyxuems‌ !

the night grew quiet in blackwater, fireflies making the insufferable bites sustained by the southern mosquitos slightly more tolerable. emma had forged a fire on the outskirts of the silverbell, crumpled up pieces of rag magazines from the grocer and an abandoned (stolen?) fence-post creating a hearty flame. “as a kid, my teacher once told me that the sun could expand and swallow the earth in one big gulp,” she began, her index fingers pushing stray strands of hair behind her ears. “it was my biggest fear. i imagined being a little old lady, staring up and the sky and then - poof! ceasing to exist entirely.” she laughed uncomfortably at the thought. “i was so scared that i went around talking to kids about their inevitable doom all day. by recess everyone was crying. and that was my first, and last, time being called to the principal’s office at westford elementary.”

exchanging a coy grin, she turned her head to the person across from her. “c’mon, tell me a story. when was the first time you were in trouble?”

。・ * ✧ wren sat in front of the fire, listening to his friend’s story. he couldn’t help but laugh when she did, finding her anecdote endearing. ❛ me? ❜ he chuckled, pointing to himself. ❛ alright, fine . . . but, god, there’s been a lot, i don’t even think i remember the first one, but, here’s an early one. ❜ wren sat up, clearing his throat for dramatic effect, before starting. he inhaled, ❛ once upon a time, i threw wads of wet paper towels on the bathroom ceiling on the last day of school . . . first grade, i think . . . and the principal caught me and my friend. we didn’t really get in trouble, we just got scolded, cause like i said . . . last day of school, ❜ he shrugged, letting a moment pass before speaking up again. ❛ you know, that might’ve been the first, actually. ❜

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✧ sophallen‌ !

          SOPHIA BEAMED AT HIM, she was always very proud of her work and it made her feel warm inside when other people liked it. it had took her a while to get over the fact she wouldn’t be following her father’s footsteps and a little longer for her to truly see the beauty in what she did but now, she couldn’t see herself doing anything else. “thanks wren but i don’t really think i’m on that level yet.” she admitted, because in spite of how proud she was of her paintings, she still felt like she was nowhere near the level of some of her favorite artist.

。・ * ✧ ❛ sure you are, ❜ wren insisted, ❛ don’t be so hard on yourself. ❜ he took a moment to marvel at the paintings again, pointing to his favourite a bit dramatically. ❛ see this one? extra museum worthy. but, ❜ he began, ❛ if you don’t want me to get it into a big fancy one, we could start our own. blackwater community museum of art , or something . . . the bee-cee-em-oh-ay , if you will, ❜ he spoke each letter slowly and carefully as he tried to remember the order of the words, laughing lightly when he was done, though he was hardly joking. ❛ there’s enough artists here for one, i’d say.❜

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character flaws meme;;

Flaws. We all have them. Even our muses. In fact, they often make for better, more engaging characters. Send a symbol to learn about one of my muse’s weaknesses!

🙊what would my muse say their biggest flaw is

⧱ what really is my muse’s biggest flaw

🤳name three physical imperfections my muse has (birthmarks, gray hairs, muscular definition, etc)

🙈what’s my muse’s biggest blind spot?

🍰what’s my muse’s guilty pleasure?

😰when my muse is stressed, how do they act out?

💚what does my muse get envious over?

🚫what is one thing my muse wouldn’t want someone else to know about them?

🛌my muse’s biggest nightmare

✍️does my muse have a learning disability?

🎒what was my muse’s worst subject in school?

🙅‍♂️what does my muse feel insecure about?

👾what was my muse’s childhood bogeyman?

🙉what are two things that make my muse uncomfortable in conversation

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。・ * ✧ ; ❛ what’re your thoughts on other cryptids? ❜ kelsey began, well-aware that it wasn’t a typical way to start a conversation.❛ i’ve been meaning to ask you for a while, now, really.❜ which she had -- not many other people believed in the creeper as well as bigfoot and nessie , and she trusted kitsey might have some good thoughts on the subject. ❛ d’you think the loch ness monster’s out there, too? i do . . . i think. ❜  ( @lemonglcw​ ! )

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roadsend‌ !

@kickinqcans !

THE SWINGING DOORS TO THE KITCHEN close with a loud snap, and he almost winces at the sound if it weren’t for the fact he’s the one who barged on through like an animal, rather than a normal person moving at a normal speed. off goes his jacket, hung up on the hook, traded out for a cooking apron. he whirls on his heels, digging through his pockets for a pen and paper. his eyes land on kelsey, eyes narrowed, gaze maybe just a bit too frantic. “ did bailie pull a no-show again? ”

。・ * ✧ ; kelsey looked up at the sound, eyes lingering as john moved around almost frantically.  ❛ need a pen? ❜ she offered along with a gentle smile, finally speaking up and ready to grab a spare pen from the pocket of her own apron, if need be. she met his gaze, unwavering, though she could sense a look in his eyes she couldn’t quite place. panic? ❛ so far, yeah, ❜ kelsey nodded, looking away and mindlessly straightening out her outfit. ❛ dunno if she called or if she’ll show up late-- ❜ she definitely wasn’t counting on the latter-- ❛ but at least i’m here to help cover, again, i guess. ❜

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✧ tvngibles‌ !

“ so, not even ghosts? i get not buying that there’s some big ass, otherworldly, swamp goblin out there, but spirits seem like they’d be up everyone’s alley. there’s probably lots of ‘em just moseying around. ”  bean thought it was boring to assume the oddball creatures and mysteries of the world didn’t exist. at the same time she’d point-blank pass out if she ever witnessed anything like it, but she seldom let her mind travel to that circumstance. “ oh, c’mon. i know you’ve been out in the middle of nowhere and at the very least thought about some spooky shit happening. ”

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。・ * ✧ ; he shook his head, an amused smile now evident upon his lips as if he’d given up on hiding it. ❛ everyone but me, then, i guess. ❜ a shrug.  ❛ although, i do like the idea of them, just like everything else. i mean, the haunted mansion’s one of my favorite disney rides.❜  wren regretted saying that as soon as the words left his lips. he knew it was different and found it relevant in his mind, but sounded like an idiot saying it out loud. ❛ ‘just moseying around’, huh? ❜ he echoed gently, followed by a soft laugh. ❛ i’m not really sure that’s how that works. ❜ 

wren paused, giving sabrina’s next question some honest thought. ❛ i guess? maybe? but not ghosts, or aliens, or cryptids, or anything . . . more like , ❜ he trailed off, needing another moment to think about his next words. ❛ more like just weird energy? i’ve been to some spooky places, sure, but i wouldn’t say they had supernatural presences or anything, ya know? just some bad . . . like . . . vibes, i guess you could say . . . but that’s mostly because it’s just old, i think. ❜ wren said nothing for a moment, though he still wasn’t sure if he liked his answer.  ❛ have you seen american horror story? the one where the maroon 5 singer’s there and get’s, like, attacked by, like, some random teens, or something? i think the idea of that freaks me out more in scary places than the idea of fuckin’ casper the friendly ghost or any other happy haunts. but what about you, hm? you really walk around this whole town thinkin’ something spooky’s gonna happen at any moment? ❜

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✧ wcrdenz‌ !

eli let out a heavy sigh and rested his hands on his hips as he stared down at the blown out tire. of course, of course, this happened to happen the one week he didn’t have a spare on him because he’d given it to his dad. the walk to town was at least five miles and the sun was already beating down on the already swelteringly humid air. he could feel sweat starting to form at the back of his neck the second he’d stepped out of the car. 

but he didn’t have a choice, did he?

he peered into the car to make sure nothing of value was inside before he loosened the tie around his neck, pushed his sleeves up, and began hiking towards the diner so he could use the phone and call benny to see if he could tow the car back to the trailer park. 

he’d only walked a good half a mile before he heard the crunch of gravel behind him, and he turned his head to see someone approaching. he paused and immediately started waving his arms to get their attention and flag them down, crouching by the passenger window when it was rolled down. “thank god. my car broke down back there, i’m sure you saw it. think you could give me a ride to road’s end?”

。・ * ✧ ; kelsey hated driving, especially hated it in blackwater, but she did it anyway whenever she was asked by her father or her aunt to pick something up or drop someone off. today was one of the days she had to do the latter.  she was just on her way back into town after dropping her dad at work, when she was being flagged down. admittedly, part of her was scared, though she tried to shake the feeling as she rolled down the window closest to him and smiled. ❛ oh, you know what, i actually did see it, ❜ she nodded, ❛ i kinda just thought it was abandoned or something? ❜ 

kelsey held back a sigh upon hearing the man’s destination, dreading the thought of having to go to work on a day she wasn’t even working.  ❛ how do i know i can trust you? ❜ the girl asked, her voice now somewhat playful, though mostly genuine, still.  ❛ it’s not my car, it’s my aunt’s, and she’ll be mad if you mess it up. ❜ kelsey wasn’t sure if she’d recognized him from town or not, still not completely familiar with everyone. she wanted to ask, but knew he could just lie if she set up the question wrong. instead, she settled for one last inquisitive look, waiting for an answer as she drummed her fingertips lightly on the steering wheel. 

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。・ * ✧ ; ❛ TELL ME MORE ABOUT THE CLINIC? ❜ his voice was small as he spoke, a mix of exhaustion and hesitation. it was getting late, but wren didn’t care. right now, he was invested in all the stories kitsey had to tell, so he buried any signs of sleepiness and went back to lazily scribbling in the notebook he had in front of him. 

 ❛ the rumors aren’t true, right? like, about the bodies in the floorboards or whatever? ❜  wren sat up  further, pushing himself away from the window and back towards the plate of fries he periodically, and almost subconsciously, was picking at. he shoved a few in his mouth, not caring how cold they had gotten, as he waited for whatever kitsey’s answer may be. ( @lemonglcw ! )

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。・ * ✧ ; ❛ WOAH. ❜ his fifth utterance of the word in the less than three minutes it took for him to flip through the artworks sophia had been willing to share with him. a moment passed, and he had said the word a sixth time, looking up at her in awe after looking through the last of the pieces. ❛ i still can’t get over how good these are, dude. they should be in a museum, seriously. i could sneak them into one, probably. i know a guy . . . sorta. ❜ ( @sophallen ! )

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。・ * ✧ ; ❛ KNOCK KNOCK, ❜ he spoke aloud, hands too full to actually bang on the door and mind too slow to consider using his foot or elbow to knock. he waited a moment before speaking again, wanting to be sure he’d caught her attention. ❛ stealin’ the wifi again, i see, ❜ wren observed with a smile, finding it somewhat amusing that the majority of his run-ins with lily had started the exact same way as this one had. 

❛ ya know that list you gave me? ❜ wren changed the subject, too excited to wait. he’d invited himself into the room by now, but only somewhat, as he stayed leaned against the doorframe instead of standing awkwardly behind it, hands still holding the grocery bags he so desperately wanted to put down. ❛ the one with all the, uh, sights to see? well, guess what? actually . . . don’t, i’ll just tell you, ❜ he shook his head, his smile hadn’t left his face, though now he looked more excited. ❛ i think i’m gonna try to hit up that house . . . what was it’s name? kincaid, kool-aid . . . something like that. ❜ a shrug. ❛ what’re your thoughts? ❜ ( @wcrdenz ! )

[liveasheroes]

[thedruidsforest]

How could you NOT fall in love with the glow of the moon and stars, the warmth of the sun, the ancient life within the trees, and the sweet melodies of the winds?

[slimetony]

*SLAMS FIST ON TABLE* ow

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