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Horrific Headcanons

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horrificmemes:

Send a symbol for a headcanon about my muse. All horror/angst/scifi related.

✘ Have they ever committed a murder? ▼ What is their greatest fear? ✿ Would they ever trust dark or wicked magic? △ Name one thing from their past that they regret. ✂ If they had to choose one weapon to carry forever, what would it be? ☣ Would they kill someone close to them if they had to? ☢ Would they survive an apocalyptic situation? ❣ If someone had the power to bring them back after death, would they want them to? ☠ Do they fear death? ♱ What do they think awaits them after death? ¿ Are they easily frightened? ╳ How would they react to seeing a loved one become possessed? ☹ Name one person they would kill for. ☼ If they had the choice to be immortal with one other person, who would they choose? ☎ How would they react to receiving a phone call from a deceased love one? ★ Do they have a favorite scary movie? Book? Show? ♣ Do they believe the world is made up of good and evil? ♥ Have they ever acting out of heartlessness? ☾ What is their favorite and least favorite thing about the night? ψ Do they think they deserve punishment for their wrongdoings? ϟ Have they ever gotten pleasure from causing others pain? ♚ Do they consider themselves to be evil? ♒ If they could choose how to die, how would they want to go? ™ Are they possessive? ✔ Are they holding a grudge against anyone? ◯ Do they believe in ghosts? ✦ Who is their favorite villain? ☄ While watching a scary movie, are they the one clinging to a friend or being clung to? 웃 Do they believe in aliens?

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Aquarians are proof that astrology is real coz there’s no other reason that they act like…. that

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jindaehan:

         it takes one jules staring and muttering at a closed door to bring an instant smile to daehan’s lips . it takes the simple realization that she hasn’t noticed him walk in to widen the grin even more . his purpose certainly isn’t to go around scaring anyone he can sneak up on , but if it was his purpose , then he has been doing a pretty damn good job of it . he hasn’t planned a single time , the opportunities simply fall on his lap and he’s a big enough asshole to take em ’ . all in good times . everyone seems to think the place is haunted one way or another , so all in great times . he makes sure that his movements are quick but careful , hoping he isn’t losing his window . bare feet make little to no noise against the kitchen floor , and within three seconds he’s standing directly behind her .      ❛❛ who are you calling stupid ? ❜❜     his voice is low and deep in his throat and as menacing as he can make it sound , nearly breathing down her neck for effect .

          JULES LETS OUT A SURPRISED YELL, whipping around with her uninjured fist clenched and stopping a hair’s breadth away from daehan’s nose. “ oh my god, don’t do that !! ” she resorts to punching him lightly on the arm instead, taking in a deep breath afterwards. well, it’s nice to know that should an actual demon ever sneak up on her, she’ll resort to punching it in the face. if it has one. then it hits her that daehan is here. she isn’t sure if he’d heard about the rules or what happened last week, but she’d really rather not go down alone. besides, what was inside is already out so there’s no harm done. hopefully. “ wanna check out the basement with me ?? ”

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soldiersilas:

     Silas ran a hand through his messy hair as he walked down the grand staircase, tightly gripping his protein bar with the other so hard that it actually broke in half and fell down the bottom step. It shouldn’t have bothered him the way it did; it was just a snack. He had more and even if he didn’t, there was plenty of other food stocked in the kitchen. Maybe it was the lack of sleep, or maybe the fact that he had gotten into a big argument with Imogen, but it was enough to cause him to break. Instead of just picking the pieces up after reaching them, the man sat down on the stairs and put his head in his hands, dropping the rest next to it as his blue eyes stared hopelessly.

     Now, he was blocking the way for everyone else, but it wasn’t really a concern. He didn’t even look up as someone approached, instead just letting out a shaky breath as his fingers knotted in his rats nest, tugging it gently. “Fuck.”

          EVER SINCE SHE SAW NORA, she’d been on the lookout for silas, who disappeared to god-knows-where. she finally spots him walking down the grand staircase, and frowns when she witnesses him break. walking past the broken pieces of some gross protein bar ( those taste like shit and she never understood why he’d always eat them ), she stops to sit down beside him. “ you look like shit. ” she announces her arrival, turning to face him with a gentle smile and a worried look in her eyes. then she nudges his arm lightly. “ i’ve been looking for you since this morning. what happened ?? ”

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nora-williams:

It had been over twelve hours since something had attacked the girl in the kitchen, and with only three hours of sleep from the night before, Nora was running off of fear alone. As soon as she had been able to locate a first aid kit (severely lacking in supplies, but thankfully there at all), she had hurried from the house. Or more accurately, whatever was in it. The girl had heard the stories surrounding Ida Crenshaw and her mansion, had even seen the horror on that tape, but she never could have imagined there was an evil within the house that could truly harm them. One hand resting on the hastily applied bandage over her abdomen, her pale blue shirt still stained with blood, she realized that she had been wrong. Her uninjured foot was lowered into the pool below her, the injured foot gently resting on the cement. It had been quiet since she had come out here, the house and its residents quite still, but as she hears the door to the house open, Nora realizes her solitude has come to an end. Tired eyes glancing towards the door, she tries to make out the figure with the harsh sun shining behind them.

          THERE’S WORD GOING AROUND that something happened in before dawn today. jules still has yet to find out what happened, but she’s certain that it wasn’t very pleasant. nothing has been very pleasant since the first incident happened — and now there’s more people at the house. more potential victims of whatever is doing all of this. so jules finds herself trying to do a headcount and ends up heading to the pool, where she spots nora. “ hey, ” she greets with a small smile, before it turn into a thin line once she sees the girl’s bloodstained shirt. nausea creeps its way up her throat and she bites her lip to keep it down. “ shit, not you. ” jules drops to her knees to get a closer look. “ you need to get that wrapped up properly. not that i’m any better, but teamwork, right ?? ” she says, forcing a smile on her face as she offers nora a hand to help her up.

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coleisolation:

COLE WALKS IN and notices his sister hesitating in front of the basement door and talking to herself. “of course you believe in this demon nonsense,” cole huffs. cole admits that everything is odd but demons and other monsters aren’t real. cole opens the door and looks down into the basement. “hello? demon? nope just darkness? good,” cole huffs shutting the door again. “come on jules, i mean everything is…odd but those horror things only exist in movies, and when you’re scared your mind starts to imagine things, sometimes crazy things explain the most normal of things. be rational jules.” 

       A SCOWL FORMS ON HER FACE, a genuine one this time. normally, she wouldn’t be so bothered by her brother’s opinions on the unknown. but people are dead, missing and comatose. “ i am being rational, cole. keep being a patronising asshole and maybe the demon will come after you next. ” she crosses her arms, her brows furrowed in frustration. “ a murderer running around the house doesn’t explain people suddenly being sent in a coma, now does it ?? maybe you should try being a little more open-minded for once. ” jules snaps, before she opens the door to the basement and starts to walk down.

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zclla:

          IN LIGHT OF ALL THAT HAD PASSED, perhaps it was not wise of zella to have found her steps leading her back to where she felt like it began: the basement. ever since that moment she descended those creaking stairs, strange things had been happening. people were dead, people were… mummified… and there was no way out. upon approaching her destination, the addict starts, surprised to have found her sister poised at the knob –– a simper qucikly dominates her features as a warmth radiates in her chest, something like pride ( she was proud of her sister for having as devious of an incination as she ). for a few moments, she watches in silence, spectating jules’ inner struggle, brows locking in confusion as she says the word ‘demon’. her mind flashes back to that dark figure she swore she witness creep past, but never had the presence of a demon entered her thoughts… perhaps her sister was onto something. taking a step forward, she enters the other’s personal space, taking a leap and sending her hand to cup the other’s. “if you don’t want to open it, i can. and we can… y’know… go together…” her words trail as she utters them, still unwilling to give her siblings the closeness that she too craved, but unable to stop herself from sharing this moment with her sister. 

          ZELLA’S SUDDEN APPEARANCE causes her to jump slightly, having been way too invested in her little monologue to notice the things happening around her. but her sister’s presence brings jules comfort, as well as courage. she offers her sister a grateful smile and nods. “ yeah, let’s go together. ” with zella’s hand cupping hers, she twists the doorknob. the light from the room is just enough to make out the bottom of the stairs. she isn’t sure what awaits them down there — hell, there might not even be anything at all — but it’s worth a shot. readjusting her grip so that now their fingers are intertwined, jules takes the first step in before slowly making her way down the stairs. so here she is again, walking right into the belly of the beast. only this time, she isn’t alone.

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who wants to road trip w me we’ll hit as many ufo and paranormal hotspots as we can (x) moodboard

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@soldiersilas

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          THE DOOR TO THE BASEMENT stares back at her mockingly. are you gonna do it ?? no, you would never. she can hear it saying, the laugh she heard that day following right after. but whatever was in there is out now. so there’s no harm in going down to check things out, right ?? yet, she can’t bring herself to twist the doorknob, uninjured hand clenched around the handle but unmoving. “ just open the door, dumbass... ” she says to herself, unaware of the new presence in the room. so she continues to mutter nonsense to herself as if she’s the only one in the room. “ stupid fucking demon... actually, i’m sorry. didn’t mean that — wait, no, i did. ” jules babbles on, hand still frozen on the doorknob.

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augustus-page:

Fashionably late was something that Gus did well. There was no real reason for his constant tardiness, he just always seemed to get caught in something and then deadlines were the last consideration. The world was a constant fascination to him, but that made him a little flaky. Showing up to Crenshaw Manor wasn’t the exception to the rule. That’s why he was walking in the door, eyes taking in the giant house as he tugged his backpack off and wondered idly why nobody else was around. Gus left his olive-green backpack atop a chair in the first room he walked into and spoke out, “Hello. Anyone around?” He figured if he didn’t see anyone soon he’d make himself at home and tour the home. He’d taken off work for the adventure to come and he wanted to soak it up as much as he possibly could.

          IT HADN’T OCCURRED TO JULES that without any functioning internet connection or even phone reception, the open invitation couldn’t be deleted. the new faces entering the house sends her worrying even more and all she wants to do is to scream at their faces to leave before they get themselves roped up in this mess. it doesn’t help that some people just seem to be acting like two of their friends weren’t murdered in the basement a week ago. so when she spots gus in the hallway, a chill takes over her body and she freezes for a moment before approaching him. “ gus !! ” the smile on her face could come off more as a grimace. “ what... what are you doing here ?? ” you shouldn’t be here.

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          MIND STILL HEAVY with last week’s events, jules finds herself in the kitchen, standing at the exact same spot where she cut her hand ( which is thankfully on its way to recovery ). her thoughts all dwell on what happened last week, her demeanour has noticeably shifted as well. those thoughts are soon interrupted when the hairs on the back of her neck raise along with the strange gust of wind.

          “ hello ?? ” her voice is unnerved, seeing as she’s already jittery from everything else and this will probably be the icing on the cake. she leaves her spot, warily walking into one of the hallways from where she spots a shadow at the top of the stairs. a part of her tells her not to repeat the same mistake again, but then again, there’s nothing in her hand to shatter so she’ll be fine.

          like a moth is attracted to light, she follows the figure into a room which is uncharacteristically dark in the middle of the day. the sound of shallow breaths immediately catches her attention and she approaches the bed cautiously. what happens from there is all a blur to her. jesse on the floor, blood — so much blood, freaky bite mark on his leg, it.

          it. there’s an it, she thinks to herself as she scurries up the stairs, grabbing someone’s car keys and hoping that she didn’t forget shit from her drivers test a few years back. it’s only when she runs out of gas that she realises the sun is setting and she’s still pulling up in the driveway. clenched fists bang down on the dashboard and she lets out a frustrated cry, no longer nauseous from the sight of blood but angered.

          there’s no way out.

          looks like she was right after all.

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wEEPS IM BACK i’ll be spamming the dashboard shortly w replies and what not, as well as sora’s intro post !!!!!! 

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not putting this under a read more cos this is sorta important so have a cute gif icon of jules lkjhsdfdj but !! i’m gonna be overseas for a week and won’t have my laptop w me so that means no replies/starters 😔i’ll have wifi so y’all can like... talk to me if u wanna and i’ll be somewhat updated fjskldsfjk also !! i’ll be missing out acceptances ( spoiler: my second character is the black swan ) and will probs be a day late to the next major plot drop 😖if u want my d*sc*rd, then just hmu !! i’ll see y’all in a week !! 💘💃