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@motherblamed
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amma crellin is a Very Sexualized Character™. her character revolves around desires to seduce older men and have them do her bidding. when she doesn’t get her way, she lies about things they’ve done together. she is manipulative, bratty, and overall not a good person. she is young, yes, but she is not naïve. she knows that she can get men to do things for her if she just offers something of herself in return.
that being sad, this blog will not romanticize the way she acts, and will not engage in any smut on this blog. she is underage, despite how much she doesn’t act like it. this includes any verse where she is over 18.
familiainsania:
@motherblamed
cam had found the house on accident, getting lost on a side street looking for a job interview. it looked nice enough, a bit creepy, but he figured it’d be better than living on the streets of LA. feeling a bit curious, he took the stairs down into the basement, turning on the lights and looking around. it was way creepier down here, especially with the thunderstorm starting. he didn’t expect to see anyone down there, so much so that he thought maybe he really was seeing a ghost or something.
“hello?”
SHIT. SHIT, SHIT, SHIT! she should have known bringing her precious golf cart out here would only end in trouble. she’d ran out of gas on her way back from the convenience store, and it was pouring rain. so, she parked her precious cart behind a run-down house, and jimmied the lock to the cellar door. she had a little bit of battery power left on her phone, and she was trying to find a cab company when she heard someone’s voice. SHIT! the place had looked abandoned. the last thing she needed was to be caught down here. she looked around for something to defend herself with and finally found a baseball bat. ❝ I’LL GET OUT, i swear! just don’t call the cops. ❞
can you believe i would d i e for amity adora crellin
tracingcam:
Cam smirks, giving a small laugh. “Yeah? Gotta say i’ve never tried dawn specifically,. I’ll have to give it a shot, ” he smiles, leaning an arm against the roof of the golf cart. He waits a moment, a beat before he continues. “You wanna grab dinner with me sometime?”
❝ i’m always interested in a free meal. ❞ she says, resting a foot on the dash. ❝ what was your name again? aside from mechanic boy. ❞ she’s so bad at paying attention to people, so it doesn’t help that she’s also bad with names. not that she really cares most of the time.
tracingcam:
@motherblamed liked for a thing!!
“She’s all ready,” he says, handing her the keys back to the golf cart. “Should be good as new,” he smiles, looking back at it. “Sorry it took a couple days.”
❝ mama said to tip you nice, so... ❞ she smiles, and takes a seat on the golf cart. ❝ a lil bit of dawn when you wash your hands’ll get that grease comin’ off real quick. ❞
doctordelusion:
@motherblamed liked for a thing!! Paul McCartney & Wings Uncle Albert / Admiral Halsey
❛ We’re so sorry if we caused you any pain. ❜
❝ everything causes pain in some way or another. ❞
ind. priv. sel. amma crellin of gillian flynn’s sharp objects. spoiler-heavy. cred.
doctordelusion:
❝ let’s say, just for a moment, that hypothetically, you’re right—what if i do let you play? ❞ he asks, a smile tugging at the corner of his lips. ❝ you sure you can keep it quiet? ❞
❝ the only reason camille even found out it was me was because she found the teeth. otherwise, nobody would have ever known. ❞ sickeningly sweet smile graces cherry lipgloss coated lips. ❝ i was very good. ❞
❝ sometimes if you let people do things to you, you’re really doing it to them. ❞ // open starter !
i’ll be using eliza scanlen as an alt. fc, mainly for show-based interactions.
doctordelusion:
well shit.
the smile on her face should’ve disturbed him, but instead, the left side of his lips tugged upwards. the thought of having someone to share in—the way ingrid had helped him at first… it was appealing, he couldn’t deny it. “and what if i don’t let you help me? who do you think they’re gonna believe?” though the smile spread across his lips.
❝ i just said i wouldn’t tell a soul, and i won’t. even if you do want to be a big ol’ meanie and not let me play. ❞ she tilts her head to the side and purses her lips. she’s never been one to beg, so she won’t. she’ll just sit, and hope.
doctordelusion:
cassidy lets out a LAUGH which he quickly tries to cover by clearing his throat, hand moving to cover his mouth. “i’m sorry… i thought you said i murder people?” he’s a bit NERVOUS that he’s been found out, though she hardly seems concerned about it. “why do you think you see me murder people? are you maybe worried that i’m not helping people here?”
❝ i know what it looks like when the light drains out of someone’s eyes, doctor. ❞ she briefly thinks about the girls, and the way they had begged. it made her smile. what a sick, twisted little girl. she had the face of an angel, but the soul of the devil. ❝ don’t worry, i won’t tell a soul. ❞ she says, batting her eyes at him. ❝ if you tell me next time you do it... a helping hand is always a good thing, right? ❞
doctordelusion:
“medication does help, you know. and it’s not always about keeping patients docile. what about you? do you like anyone here?” he watches as she crosses her arms over her chest and tilts his head slightly, closing the folder. “what kind of things are you seeing?”
❝ i see lots of things. the girl down the hall stares at her wall all night. the staff play board games when they think we’re sleeping. you murder people. ❞ she says it so nonchalantly, as though it’s normal. well, to her it is. ❝ why do you get to have all the fun? ❞