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#𝐑𝐄𝐃𝐇𝐘𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐒 . a private writing blog for vera thompson an original character set in the wild west genre. dark, offbeat & heavy themes of religion will be present — feel free to follow at your discretion.   25+ only, minors & personal blogs will be blocked. this blog is always on low activity & semi-plot focused.   explored by venus since february of 2022 (   she  /  her & 30  ).

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other blogs: @elevencursed & @fromdecay

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𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧 𝐮𝐩 ⁽ ˡᶤᵗᵗˡᵉ ᵍᶤʳˡ ⁾ & 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐧𝐨 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐫𝐲.

random vera edits. mutuals may interact.

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what have you been up to since i saw you last?

(((:

✉️    : miscellaneous sentence prompts : no limit ! - @0ldwest !

oh, to be remembered. it is a sensation the young redhead has always longed for, but those that remember her often remember the rumors and not her. she knows & understands it, but a sting follows as if to remind her that all she is comes from twisted words through gossiping lips. however, a familiar voice breaks her of her daydreaming, & an elbow, which kept her chin up, slips into the well she was sitting next to.

a cry escapes from her lips as she pulls herself away from the water source & quickly turns around to see if the voice is authentic. while looking at him, she almost doesn't believe her eyes as she shakes her head. dutch is one of the few people she's seen leave the town & return to it without trouble. curious as she is as to how he manages such a thing without being branded an outsider, she is more curious about his sudden appearance in the month of august.

❛ are ya sure you got your times right ? ❜ a question for a question. slowly, her lips pull up into a crooked grin. she doesn't care how he found her hiding place, & instead, she feels a faint flutter in her chest at knowing he found her at all.

ignoring the dripping from her dress sleeve, from accidentally slipping her elbow into the well, the young girl cautiously walks closer to the older man. ❛ you ain't missin' much; this place never changes. the people just find new things to talk about. ❜ it is then that her grin begins to fall & hands go behind her back.

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MISCELLANEOUS SENTENCE PROMPTS *  collection #4

we'll be fine.

anything interesting?

so what's the plan?

people who stay put don't have interesting stories to tell.

are there any places you'd like to visit?

i'll make us both a cup.

i think you've been reading too many comic books.

i can only tolerate so much time spent with you.

you handle my bad jokes better than anyone.

i stick out like a sore thumb.

you've got a whole band of idiots downstairs just waiting to catch you.

i've heard a lot about you.

well, this is awkward.

i don't fucking care.

you startled me.

at least this means we can help each other out.

if they catch us here, we're in trouble.

the coast is clear.

are you feeling ill? this isn't like you.

you know it's only getting worse, right?

have you heard of them?

this complicates things.

maybe something good can come of this.

can we try?

you can find a better place than that.

what's the coffee like here?

i suppose i should take it as a compliment.

are you safe? you look tired.

i don't have time to be shy about this.

i just need to get out.

i'm not mad!

you have to know someone. anyone. i need help here.

that's a lovely way to meet someone.

not to sound cheesy or anything, but that's the truth.

life is just better with them in it.

i'm here to keep you company.

i don't mind walking.

i can assure you there's nothing to be concerned about.

what have you been up to since i saw you last?

i assume someone died.

don't even think about it.

why didn't i think of that?

they're gone. you should go.

you order first. i'll pay.

i deal with this shit all the time. i'm used to it.

it's all going to be okay.

how's the head?

if you're not interested... you're not interested.

are you sure you have the right name?

i don't mean to be nosy, i'm just concerned.

i just want you to be happy.

we could do dinner.

drinks are on me after this.

you have every right to be concerned.

i'm in love with you.

we're in this 'til the end.

don't let your comfort zone restrict you from pursuing something special.

you have my word.

what do you say? truce?

i didn't know you were here.

can't say i'm aware of them.

i could try and do a bit of digging myself.

i know you'll leave soon.

i've missed you.

whatever happens, i'm in your corner.

who gave you this job?

you gave me quite a shock.

if you need backup, i make great backup.

i was born with these powers.

what the hell was all of that, anyway?

i can leave, if you want me to.

please say something.

why would i ever ask you to leave?

[wasperilspast]

he had only arrived the night before with barely a chance to look around. the light was still burning from the inn’s windows, and it guided him on to a place to stay. a steep price, he’d thought. but far better than laying in the dirt another night. emerging from the building’s doors and into the light of the sun, he placed his hat atop his head. a slow smile came to his face as he stood, finally witnessing that sweet bustle of busy streets he liked so well. descending the steps, he made his way over to unhitch his horse. the plan was to take sunday ( his horse ) for a ride, wake them both up before having a proper look around. plans change.

the man making a fuss about someone in the way had almost instantly drew his attention. a simple commotion and quite common. a small hiccup and everyone moved along and about their day. almost everyone… he stood watching a moment as the young woman, awfully overwhelmed, sought a place to seat herself. brows furrowed with concern he crossed the dirt road and came to check on her.

he approached slowly but judging by the tremble in her voice, still seemed to have frightened her regardless. ❛ 𝚒’𝚖 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚘𝚗’𝚝, 𝚎𝚕𝚜𝚎 𝚎𝚡𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚊 𝚖𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚊𝚐𝚘 𝚖𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝’𝚟𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢. ❜ he spoke lightly. a sad attempt to break the tension. ❛ 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚖 𝚊 𝚋𝚒𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚗. 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚘𝚔𝚊𝚢? ❜

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she hears a man's voice, & quickly the fear builds in her chest. she knows she needs to look away from him & advert her gaze somewhere else, but it suddenly feels impossible. she watches him & listens to his words. his question brings a shake of her head as her feet carry her back until her body hits the building. she's too close to him. her only choice is to stay there or run. however, where would she go if she were to run ?

❛ mister, i don't think you ought to be askin' me that. ❜ she mumbles, & finally, her eyes focus on the ground. she feels a warmth against her cheeks as they burn & turn the flesh a faint shade of pink. ❛ i ain't who you think i am, & i'm not tryin' to cause trouble for you. ❜ foolish girl, she knows she's said too much already, but her brain kept going as the words kept coming off her tongue.

she doesn't dare look around, but rather, she grips the fabric of her dress tighter. her chest begins to heave as her breathing becomes heavier as the sun feels hotter against her skin. the onlookers have appeared to go their own way again ( which is considerably worse ), & they're left alone. she feels trapped.

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it was a tuesday morning in june when she discovered a way to leave. some would call it an act of god, others would call it an act of the devil, but no matter how others referred to it, it was a chance at something new. but was new worth it ? standing in the unknown, she could only watch as people passed. her thoughts moved too quickly & she realized they had no idea who she was or where she how arrived at that place. she was just another person on the dusty road.

she felt the icy grip of fear embrace her & trace down her backbone. a small shutter escaped as her eyes began to sting with the sensation of growing tears. words became trapped in her throat as her legs wobbled to a nearby building after the harsh words of a stranger called out to her, stating something about being in the way of the horses. she wasn't paying attention, & the words seemed muffled against the ringing in her ears as her hands reached for the side of the nearby structure.

the summer sun beat down upon her, but not for long, as a long shadow enclosed her shade. momentarily, her eyes closed as she tried to control the rhythm of her heart & the heaviness of her breathing. however, as her eyes opened, panic filled in place of the tears as her eyebrows folded deep into her forehead.

 ❛ who're you ? ❜ vera asked. her voice trembled ( damn her fear & womanly nature ! ) as her eyes traveled up to meet the man's gaze. her hands reached for the pale fabric of her dress & held tight, making her sun-kissed knuckles turn white.  ❛ i mean no harm, mister. i swear by it. ❜

⁀➷ semi-plotted starter - @perilspast !

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𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐮𝐧𝐚𝐟𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞, ⁽ ᵘᶰᵃᶠʳᵃᶤᵈ ᵗᵒ ᶠᵃˡˡ ⁾, 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧.

a low activity oc, based in the wild west genre. 25+. by venus.