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“do it. i dare you.” for @cricketnovak
HAZEL IRISES FIXATE ON THE DUBIOUS FAUCET for what feels like an eternity -- perhaps, in actuality, only a few seconds -- but long enough for daphne to debate the outcomes of actually filling her water bottle with… whatever is meant to be in there. “ i’m… not too sure about that, ” she frowns, full lips pulling downwards in distaste. “ do you know of any other possible and sanitary faucet around the motel ? ”
five word prompts
[inspired by this]
“actually… i just miss you.”
“alright, i’ll leave you alone.”
“and slowly… i was forgotten.”
“and then everything just disappears.”
“and where do i go?”
“anyone could tell from here.”
“are you finishing that or…?”
“are you stupid or stupid?”
“anything, just call me, okay?”
“bitch better have my money.”
“bro… that’s so… not cool…”
“but did you do it?”
“call me now. it’s urgent.”
“can’t you listen to me?”
“cross that. don’t answer that.”
“don’t even think about it.”
“don’t you dare walk away.”
“do it. i dare you.”
“did you think i forgot?”
“eventually… you just move on.”
“even if you still do.”
“everything will fall into place.”
“fight me, you attractive stranger.”
“for once, i need you.”
“for once… i was right.”
“for once… i was wrong.”
“forget i even asked you.”
“forget it. you fucking suck.”
“fuck’s sake, what’s your problem?”
“fuck off. i mean it.”
“give and take. that’s life.”
“great. perfect. nice. fuck this.”
“have you lost your mind?”
“hello? it’s me. i was-”
“hey… that wasn’t so nice.”
“here’s a glass of whatever.”
“how about a hug, hm?”
“how about you make me?”
“i haven’t forgot you yet.”
“i can’t be around you.”
“i don’t need you, really.”
“i don’t need this now.”
“is this your first time?”
“it’s just a cut, really.”
“it wasn’t me, i swear!”
“i said i love you.”
“just don’t fuck it up.”
“just… come back alive, okay?”
“just make sure you’ve eaten.”
“kick his ass for me.”
“killed him? wait, what, literally?”
“life really sucks. feel better.”
“letting go hurts… a lot.”
“let me live, will you?”
“no, i don’t need you.”
“nothing can hurt me now.”
“nothing matters anymore to me.”
“okay it was me… so?”
“people lie all the time.”
“pipe the fuck down, asshole.”
“please, you can’t die now.”
“please don’t leave me alone.”
“quiet. they can hear us.”
“quick! give me your phone!”
“quicker, you freaking piece of-”
“quit it or i’ll bite.”
“quit staring! they’ll notice us!”
“really? do i look stupid?”
“real smooth, tripping over air.”
“rise and shine, sweet thing.”
“rise and fucking shine, motherfucker.”
“seriously? give me a break.”
“so… what are we now?”
“so… did you miss me?”
“so… can we go eat?”
“so… when’s the next flight?”
“so… how did everything go?”
“sometimes, i wish you died.”
“so what? you did it.”
“time passes slower without you.”
“then what do you suggest?”
“the fuck? who are you?”
“then you tell me why.”
“this is not working out.”
“this isn’t what i wanted.”
“this is all a fucking disaster.”
“when did it all happen?”
“who knew you’d be here?”
“why do i even bother?”
“why do i love you?”
“why didn’t you tell me?”
“you’re just… so, so stupid.”
“you can’t be here now.”
“you look like an accident.”
“you really need to go.”
“you know who to call.”
“zero fucks given. next please.”
my muse has been given a pill. it turns out that – temporarily – anything said or done to my muse, they will forget almost immediately. what would your muse confess to or try with my muse now that everything can be erased if it goes wrong?
“ SO DOES ANYONE KNOW IF BODY PAINTS comes off easily ? ” daphne knows she’s speaking out into the void -- or, in this case, the cluster of strangers passing by as she navigates her way through the wild revelry while examining the fresh stains on her shirt and skin, “ some charming gentleman back there thought it would ‘get me into the spirit’ if he just chucked a bunch of it on me. ”
( MADELAINE PETSCH | SHE/HER | CISFEMALE ) HEY, YOU HEAR FREE FALLIN’ BY TOM PETTY PLAYING OVER ON THE 1ST FLOOR? THAT’S WHERE DAPHNE FARROW LIVES! I HEARD THEY MOVED IN FROM FILMORE, UTAH EXACTLY ONE MONTH AGO. THEY’RE VERY EFFULGENT BUT ALSO PRETTY GUILELESS. MAYBE THAT’S WHY DAVIE KEEPS CALLING THEM THE RUNAWAY BRIDE. STARLIT IS FULL OF PEOPLE, BUT THIS TWENTY-FOUR YEAR OLD IS REALLY GOING TO LIVEN THINGS UP AROUND HERE
hey ghouls the boys are here ! okay really just me hi but this is my second muse daphne who i have played various iterations of for the last few years and i lav her. tw religion, homophobia under the cut
