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Monsters are real, and ghosts are real too. They live inside us, and sometimes, they win. INDEPENDANT AND SELECTIVE NELL CRAIN written by kaeli

[secondnell]

can’t believe nell and i both became ghosts on this blog

[secondnell]

charles melton

NPC FC MEME || @brashmouth || accepting

        AUSTIN was one of the neighbor kids who lived close to Aunt Janet. He was cool, played forward in soccer, and didn’t want anything to do with the Crain kids. His parents were divorced by for the most part he used that to his advantage instead of allowing it to be a deterrent. He was apart of the popular crowd but would be polite if he saw.the kids in the hallway. Nell’s junior year of high school they had the same gym period. Gym was arguably Nell’s worst subject and it was absolute torture to have to run a mile on a Monday when she didn’t get any sleep the night before. There was a particular Friday when they were supposed to pay dodgeball and Nell had a bad night prior. She looked like hell with dark circles under her eyes, and it had been crying the period before. And he noticed. He didn’t say anything but rubbed the back of his neck and picked Nell first. Which caused the other team to snicker. However when she wast the last player standing on her team and her fallen teammates cheered her on sidelines. She CAUGHT the ball, and suddenly they were all back in the game, and they won. Nell never talked about it, but years later she thanked him. They’re friends on facebook and Nell often will wish him happy birthday. It was a small impact, but a meaningful one. 

[justrpmemesandmusings]

Send me a faceclaim and I’ll tell you who they’d be in my muse’s life as a NPC

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written by charlie

[fitzandmontgomery]

[secondnell]

brashmouth‌:

“     hi,     i’m chandler     —-     i make jokes when i’m    UNCOMFORTABLE.      “     he laughs.     uncomfortably.

“Nice to meet you Chandler.” Nell gives a small laugh, looking toward him. “Um - I’m Nell and I LAUGH when I'm uncomfortable, so that should work out well.”

[sisforsammi]

— the haunting of the heart.//t.c

[secondnell]

@magtitude liked for a starter

“How is Leigh?”

        Her voice was soft, face open, she wanted to be there for her brother. Nell had heard that they were having difficulty conceiving, which was stressful to begin with. She knew though with Steve that it was better to let him open up than pry. Heavens knew how the thoughts ran through his mind. He was definitely the most stable of all the Crain siblings, with the least amount of side effects. Not to say that he didn’t have any. His books certainly were peppered with untruths and judgement. A complete DENIAL of Nell’s experiences and remembrances. Which wouldn’t have been terrible if they did not also deny how she suffered from those memories. These weren’t nightmares that she could outrun, but ones that had been tattooed into her skin. A small smile graces her lips though as she leans toward her brother. 

        “Arthur and I would love to have you over for dinner sometime. We could catch up and maybe have a game night,” She offered, looking across his features for some indication of interest. Nell would have gone so far as to offer family dinner and having everyone over for Thanksgiving too -- but it had been difficult enough to get them all corralled at her wedding. Even then she had been missing Luke, who was off God knows where. “I know that you’re busy, but I miss you when you’re away.” And everyone seemed to be gone far more than to her liking. They were spread out against an ocean of darkness and no matter how much Nell stretched her finger they were out of reach. In her loneliest moments she could close her eyes and wish for them to come back to her. For she always had open and willing arms. 

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don’t jokeship with me because 2 hours later i’ll have feels for the pairing.

[secondnell]

Yo ! I am back. Summer is here and so is my free time. Like this for a small starter, or else I’ll work on replies. 

[secondnell]

byersxbrother‌:

     At first, her apology was not something he understood. Jonathan didn’t even think the girl was talking to him. Here he was trying to mind his own business, attempt to shove as many uselessly heavy textbooks into the metal space as possible, before taking out the next few items he’d need.

     It wasn’t until the mention of Will that Jonathan hesitates, froze in his actions. A hand hesitates at the spine of the book he’d been about to grab. Eyes shift down, with the head lowered just as well. And then he knew, that he was the intended subject to her words. Jonathan still didn’t move, even as she continued. Only near the end was he able to get muscles to obey again, clutch the book in hand that he’d need for his next dreaded class.

     Eyes barely lift to reach hers, but they’re still avoiding contact. “… thanks.” Pity. That’s all it was. That’s all it ever was - for those few that tried to reach out and note their care. “Um … Jonathan.” He’ll extend his hand, shake hers if only briefly- out of common courtesy. But then he’s shifting feet to turn and continue on his way.

Nell nodded. 

        She had suddenly become all those people who came to Aunt Janet’s doorstep with casseroles. With their apologies and offers of help. Although she was young she remembered the disdain that would wrinkle up Shirley’s nose. Theo would mimic them when they all walked away. Their intentions were always pure but their execution left something to be desired.  “I know that doesn’t mean much,” Nell shifted in her place, bringing her textbook closer to herself. It was difficult to show genuine empathy when there was so much false empathy that surrounded a tragedy. 

        “I know it won’t help, but I understand what you’re going through. From someone to disappear from your life with ODD circumstances.” Although death seemed to be a very different thing than disappearance. The ache remains the same. “Anyway, I hope you find him.” Nell didn’t know what else to say, she felt already like an intruder on his time. She shrugged, biting on her lower lip in thought as well as regret. “I’ll - uh - let you get to class.”

[secondnell]

deetziisms‌:

@secondnell wanted a starter !

               ❝ I’ve never seen any spirits like this before. Being in this house…I don’t even know what’s REAL and what’s not. ❞  Lydia had seen her fair share of haunts, including ones in her own home. She had been able to see spirits pop up at random and even had glimpses into the other side. It was a plane within a plane. But this house? She didn’t quite know what to make of it. She didn’t even know if she should even be here.

They shouldn’t have come here. 

         “C’mon let’s get out of here.” While her family still owned the house it made her uncomfortable to be around it again. The walls still echoed with something CLAWING at the walls to get out. Nell crossed her arms against her chest with a look around the room. Nell went to turn toward the door before stopping herself. “There’s one more place you should see.” With a familiarity that is surprising to herself Nell finds herself headed up the stairs and staring intently at the Red Door at the end of the hall. Nell wanted to make sure that she wasn’t the only one who could see what this house was. 

         The sentiments about what is real and what wasn’t was a trap that Hillhouse knew well. “The door doesn’t open.” The sentence sounded strange coming from her mouth given that she remembered having the exact same conversation with Theo years earlier. “I mean, it opens but not in the manner or times that you would expect. Like it has a mind of it’s own.” Out of all of her time here that was the thing that put her on edge the most. Nell would not take a step closer, gaze finally breaking. “We just made it out here, I thought you ought to see the heart of the house.”

[secondnell]

espressovixen‌:

Loss wasn’t something Rebecca had too much experience with – not true loss, not the grief that came with that. People came in and out of her life, and abandonment cut like a knife, but she couldn’t quite imagine what the stranger was going through, try as she might to empathise. “Shit, I’m –” But ‘sorry’ always sounded so ridiculous. What did she have to be sorry for? She’d played no part in this. It was just a word, a word that truly meant nothing coming from her. “…I can’t imagine what you’re going through. Are you –? Do you need anything?” It was hard to muster the right words, something she wasn’t quite used to, but what did a person do in these situations? 

It was too much. 

         She felt the weight of her tragedy weight down her bones. Arthur had been the best happiness of her life. For everything to suddenly be devoid of his presence was the most heartbreaking thing. “It’s okay,” Nell said, taking a moment to try to steady her breathing. The chaos of it all rang true in her chest, in a way that she could not control. Like a hurricane confined to her ribs where she was the only survivor. “You truly are too kind.” Nell adjusted in her seat, finally looking toward the stranger for the first time. She hadn’t meant to alarm the woman, but the truth of it spilled out of her before she could stop it. “How are you though?” Nell asks, hoping that someone else problems might distract from herself.

[secondnell]

raudrakos‌:

SOMETIMES IT FEELS LIKE SOMETHING IS SEARCHING FOR ME.   Something about that is … unsettling.  The statement fills the space and consumes it, like the chill of winter beyond a window, staining the space.   It speaks of paranoia, of anxiety.  It REEKS of it.  She reeks of the melancholy she claims to know.  He never needs to question whether it’s true.  

“ a miasma, clogging your lungs.  You can be grateful and still be sad, Nell.  The two are not mutually exclusive … “  Then, softly:  “ Melancholy can be … an oppressive feeling.  Cloying, heavy.  How do you experience it ?  A second skin, a weight on your chest, stuck at the bottom of the ocean … ?  Stealing your breath ? “ 

She studies his face. 

        Nell had been going to therapists since she was younger. They all had different perspectives and things to sell you. Ideologies that you were supposed to latch onto and absorb as part of yourself. She regrets the word melancholy the moment it falls out of her mouth. It all too appropriate for her demeanor. For the life that she has been forced to live. “Those two don’t feel compatible.” Nell wasn’t searching to critique his observation but it was a gut feeling that she couldn’t ignore. She gnaws on her bottom lip, gaze trailing to the floor to take a moment to breathe. At the second question she looks up in a pensive manner, leaning back onto her chair. “It’s like a memory, with yellow edges, and,” The Bent Neck lady flashes through her mind. H A U N T I N G and R E A L in the most unsettling way,“ it shocks my entire system with fear. I can’t move, I can’t breathe, I can’t do anything. That’s when it’s at it’s worst though.” 

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[secondnell]

Yo ! I am back. Summer is here and so is my free time. Like this for a small starter, or else I’ll work on replies.