Glazed Eyes, Empty Hearts

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[afterthemoviegv]

A mostly discord-based group verse set in an old asylum turned hospital turned orphanage turned reformative school, with a mixture of a school and medical setting where the staff doesn’t particularly care one way or another.

Inside you’ll find:

probable gore

occult themes

murder

psychological torture

and much more.

Just a few rules:

We want to include everyone. This means no ship cliques, no exclusion, no ooc drama. In character drama is encouraged.

We accept ocs and canon characters as either students or staff, as well as horror villains. 

Any major plot details (marriage, etc) need to be brought up with a mod before coming into place. Any attempts to take over the plot with your ship will result in a warning, then a swift ban.

We want this to be fun for everyone, so if anything squicks you out, we’ll do our best to avoid it, or at least give you a heads up!

Contact this blog if you’d like to participate, and then I’ll provide the discord link!

Masterlist:

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[afterthemoviegv]

go ahead and give this post a like if you’re into twisting your muses, the occult, or horror themes in general. official post coming soon, i’m just gauging interest at the moment. accepting both protagonists, older characters, and villains with further explanations to come, along with a masterlist. for more info, or if you’re interested, send this account a mesaage or an ask.

[medicatedego]

Yo, I’m alive. Just been a little muse blocked lately. Definitely not ignoring anyone! I still love u all.

[medicatedego]

diversifcrm‌:

                    “I don’t know, didja? Gee, Puddin’. I can’t seem ta remember. I sure did remember how lonely it was with you bein’ out here on yer lonesome few hours, though.” She puts on a fake thoughtful expression, her free arm still loosely wrapped around his shoulders. It’s a sure sign that she’s probably not going to leave him alone. Sure, she’s banking on him caving, but it’s something, anyway. She hated the silence, it’s when things got loud. She wasn’t a fan of being alone either, at least on nights when he let her stay in. The fingers attached to the hand of the arm wrapped around him trace down his chest idly, her best grin on her lips.

                    “C’mon, Puddin’. Y’know I’m not gonna leave til ya give in an’ come ta bed.”

It was almost ironic, to have Que Sera Sera slowly ambling over his record player as irritation crept under his skin. Sometimes it felt like dealing with an overgrown toddler when it came to Harley, easily distracted by shiny objects and bored when left alone for too long. You would think that after so many years he would have learned not to provide a bedtime story unless she was first laced with horse tranquilizers first.

“Daddy was busy and you interrupted a very important thought process,” Liar. “I’ve told you not to come in when I’m in the middle of one of my genius moments.”

She had gotten him on the ropes, but to be fair, he was already on the ropes when she found him. His brain had been drained dry, tapped for any creative juices for the time being until he could get his hands on that warehouse again. Sometimes coming back to old favorites was just the way to make new memories. For now? He would humor the blonde, relenting with a roll of his eyes, the closest to an agreement she would get.

[fracturedmasktm]

Surprise me

               It’s not often she’s brave enough to seek out affection so directly; but in her defense, its been a while and she’s bored. Without any announcement or warning, she creeps up behind him, letting slender arms wrap over the front of his shoulders. Red-painted lips find his neck, working his way to his jaw before she leans forward enough to find his lips.

[medicatedego]

He had been lost to his thoughts for hours, under the assumption that all of his associates had long since been snug in their beds leaving the comedic mastermind to his own devices. Dances of mayhem and chaos floating through his head, diagrams of grinning fish, an old television broadcast schedule, and old memories crumpled on the floor. Everything just seemed so repetitive lately.

Where was the panache?

Where was the flare?

Where was the...

The...

Kapow! Factor.

It might not need to be good to be a classic, but with the sudden flare in young-guns calling themselves criminal masterminds it almost felt like he owed it to them to show them what for. Remind them why old uncle Joker was still the big man on top. 

Atop his desk lay sketches and idea diagrams, chemical formulas, and the occasional doodle of bats being blown sky high. What he needed was tools, a trip to the old carnival warehouse where all of his best gags lay dormant since the days of tights and caped crusaders. Gotham was a new place, but had a nostalgic feeling, a free roaming idea rattling around until lips on his neck brought him back to the present Speaking of classics, the tone he took with her was laced with mild irritation, though it held no merit when he was just so darn tired.

“Harley, darling girl, if I didn’t know better I’d say you were interrupting me when I distinctly remember telling you to go to bed ages ago.”

[medicatedego]

Daddy Chloe for best Dad 2018. More than enough Daddy 2 go around.

[medicatedego]

In an effort to continue combining all of my blogs to this one, I have added three of my muses from other blogs down to this one. They will be added to the muse page shortly. If you have followed me on any of these blogs please feel free to follow over on my multimuse blog.

@ecowarfare ORAS Maxie

@waterwxrld ORAS Archie

@chemicxlgrin Joker (N52 and Pre N52)

[alinok]

Archie… We gotta talk, Jug. Uh, now is really not a good time, okay? You need to leave, okay? You gotta go. Why, what’s going on?

[fracturedmasktm]

“no. you can’t go, it’s too dangerous.” or “you can’t keep an eye on me twenty four seven.” bc I couldn't decide. (Jug/Betty)

               She doesn’t appreciate his tone, and it shows in the set of her jaw. It stems from a place of worry overall, and while she’s aware of his whole ‘lone’ wolf thing, she didn’t go through hell just to be left behind and worry. Without a word for a long moment, she stands in front of his bike, her hands gripping the handlebars. He won’t run her down; he cares too much. She just needs to buy some time.

                    “If it’s dangerous, I should at least be there to support you, jug.”

               Despite the hard set of her features, there’s care in her tone. She really doesn’t mean to butt in the way she feels she has to, but at the same time… She’s pretty sure FP won’t be here to save him if things go south this time. As if to make a point, her fingers go white-knuckled around the metal of the bars. 

                    “So, why can’t I come?”

[medicatedego]

How silly of him to think that this conversation would go any differently, sneaking into her room in the dead of night like some Shakespearean tale only to jet off into the night. The only difference was that he was not Romeo, and their poison was a pack of developers spreading through the town. Hiram was like a virus, and his presence had created an infection the likes of which nobody could predict.

Maybe it was drastic measures, but at a point there was nothing more to do than to simply cut off the infection at the source. Were he a less honest man he might have lied to her, told her that he was just going to Pops for a late night introspective session. Unfortunately he was trying a new thing called not lying to his girlfriend, and she had started to like working on her articles in silence while he worked on his latest volume of Riverdale: The Town With Pep. 

He wanted to protect her, more than anything, his beloved Nancy Drew who took on the world and thought on her actions later. It was one of the things he loved about her, but that didn’t change the fact that she was another part of his life he couldn’t control. 

“You know how these guys get. The Serpents, they’re scared. Most of them still don’t have a home and they’re out for blood.” A good way to put it lightly Jug, good going. Hands tightening around his handle bars he looked at her through street lights. “I know you can handle yourself, I know that, but I don’t want to throw you to the wolves just yet.”

[medicatedego]

i personally vote john cena

[medicatedego]

Jim, Jim, Jim (LOUDER CHANTING THAN THE OTHER ANON)

[medicatedego]

josh josh josh (indistinct chanting in background)

My poor baby who deserved better, pls

[allthingsmusings]

autumn/halloween sentence starters! 🍂🍁🎃

masterlist of autumn and halloween themed sentence starters! some are original, but most are collected from other posts.

​❝ i made pumpkin cookies! want to try one? ❞

❝ did you cut yourself carving the pumpkin? let me see it. ❞

❝ stay still i’m almost done with your costume. ❞

​❝ let’s paint pumpkins. ❞

❝ hurry up! we’re going to be late for the costume party! ❞

❝ help me decorate! ❞

​❝ let’s open some windows, okay? ❞

​❝ it’s starting to rain… ❞

​❝ bring a jacket! ❞

​❝ do we really need to go to a pumpkin patch? can’t we just buy one at the store? ❞

​❝ let’s go pick pumpkins! ❞

​❝ it’s chilly out here, you need a coat. take mine. ❞

​❝ you sound sick. are you sick? ❞

*sneeze* ​❝ sorry, allergies. ❞

​❝ wanna go out for halloween? ❞

​❝ looks like it’s time to rake the leaves… ❞

​❝ let’s go get hot chocolate then go for a walk. ❞

​❝ let’s go trick-or-treating! ❞

❝ let’s go jump in the leaves! ❞

​❝ come in here where it’s dry! ❞

​❝ it’s dark?! already?! ❞

​❝ ooh it’s chilly out. ❞

​❝ please, enough with the pumpkin spice. ❞

​❝ good morning. no, don’t get up, it’s raining, let’s stay in bed a little longer… ❞

❝ did you hear about the werewolf/vampire/witch roaming around this town on halloween night? ❞

❝ let’s go to the haunted house! oh, please, please, please, please?! ❞

❝ i don’t get scared. i’m practically fearless. ❞

❝ did you hear that? ❞

❝ we have to get out of here! ❞

❝ are you going to hide in my shoulder the whole time? or actually watch the movie? ❞

❝ i’m not going in a graveyard. ❞

❝ what did you get? ❞

❝ want to trade candy? ❞

❝ i got a rock. ❞

❝ don’t blame me! it was your idea to come in here! ❞

❝ what are you going as for halloween this year? ❞

❝ i just can’t wait for halloween! ❞

❝ you should totally buy that costume! ❞

❝ trick or treat! ❞

❝ happy halloween! ❞

❝ happy fall! ❞

❝ i wanna make sure that my jack-o-lantern is the best! ❞

❝ i’ll race you through the corn maze! ❞

❝ that guy in the gorilla costume has been following us for the past ten blocks. ❞

❝ aww come on! it was a prank! ❞

❝ please, please, PLEASE no scary movie marathon! ❞

❝ that wasn’t funny! ❞

❝ i keep tripping over my costume. ❞

❝ i’m not sure we should go down that street. ❞

❝ no fair! your costume is getting you more candy. ❞

❝ faster! we need to get to all of the houses! ❞

❝ forget being ‘too old’ to trick or treat. i’m doing this forever! ❞

❝ i don’t like these woods. ❞

❝ i just saw something! ❞

❝ look at that intestine cake! ❞

❝ i’m a real vampire. ❞

❝ do you think stuff really happens on halloween? like..supernatural stuff. ❞

❝ i made us matching costumes! ❞

❝ i think i just saw something move outside your window…is someone watching us? ❞

❝ you’re not going to make me carve this pumpkin all by myself, are you? ❞

❝ did you hear there’s a masquerade ball this halloween? let’s go! ❞

❝ you shouldn’t go out there! ❞

❝ s-scared? me? i’m not..scared. ❞

[medicatedego]

maybe one of the until dawn bois, but also oh man andy from parks and rec what a cutie !! but also archie just let me support ur career. i did not help at all

You see my dilemma! Like bro give me all of them, but also thats a lot, but also all of them.

[medicatedego]

I dont need it but guess whos taking votes on a new muse? It’ll be one off my wishlist, and I have no clue which one. Probably going to play Sims for a while and think on it but if y’all have any thoughts on who you think I should play send it my way, anon or no bro Idc. Lets do this!

- Archie (Riverdale)

- Toni (Riverdale)

- Josh (Until Dawn)

- Mike (Until Dawn)

- Jim (The Office)

- Andy (Parks and Rec)

[alisonzai]

[medicatedego]

diversifcrm‌:

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“Betty Cooper, is that fear I hear from you? Is the great Nancy Drew frightened of a needle?” Humor thick in his voice, when he laughed he would shake the girl atop him and use his free hand to rub hair from his face. There was something sublime in seeing her so raw and vulnerable even if it was in a joking sense. Baring her soul over something as simple as a tattoo, and who could blame her? It wasn’t just something that you could shed like a jacket, unless... Well, unless you had a chunk of your arm chopped off. 

It felt almost naked, like a phantom limb that was still grasping in the grave, so too was his tattoo somewhere in Penny’s possession. Knowing its now owner, he had a feeling the skin had been framed somewhere, placed in a trophy case next to the big check written by Hiram Lodge. Transparent in his thoughts, his eyes darted toward the place where his tattoo had once been, tightening his lips and exhaling before looking back toward the ceiling.

“It’s not so bad, really, but that’s coming from a guy took on Ghoulies about 30 to 1. Kind of puts it into perspective as to... What hurts and what doesn’t. Just be thankful that you don’t have to get yourself beaten all to hell just to prove yourself. Memorization is your strong suit, much to Mrs. Cooper’s disdain, I’m sure you’ll have the laws memorized in no time. Redeem the Cooper name with the Serpents, even more than you already have.”