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rp blog for Daniel Torrance from The Shining and Doctor Sleep books by Stephen King || will do crossovers and actively encourages them || trigger warnings apply and will be tagged || not 18+ but will contain mature language || mun is vodkasquip

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Multi is underway so i am officially retiring this blog. For more Dan go to @versin-surfin

It’s very under construction but Dan will be there and I will be writing him! I hope to see y'all there too!

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The Shining + text posts (part 5/?)

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Heads up I am in the process of making a multimuse because too many characters to justify making a blog for each individual one, and this will be going into the multi, so in a few weeks I’ll probably start talking about merging stuff

This blog will stay up though!

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Closed Starter

The small child was having trouble sleeping again. Elizabeth tossed and turned but something didn’t feel quite right. She was scared and she didn’t know why because when she was put to bed she had no trouble falling asleep. It was quiet, but she refused to uncover her head. A strange smell of dirt and rain and something else that made the six year old crinkle her nose is disgust.

She tried everything to make it stop. From closing her eyes tight and counting to ten, telling whatever it was to go away - that stench lingered and only seemed to grow stronger as she could feel whatever it was standing over her.

Small hands quickly pulled the covers down only to find no one standing there. Still, she knew that she wasn’t alone and it was only when she sat up and turned her head that she seen her. The color left Elizabeth’s face as she watched the lady watching her. She was bloody and dirty. What wasn’t covered in grim in blood, there wasn’t any skin. Her hair was all matted and she smelled worse than a toilet.

“Go away…” the small blonde whispered, unable to find her voice as it stalked closer to her. She was frozen, unable to move as it came closer and closer. Heart beating out of her chest, she could no longer speak as it reached the foot of her bed. What was left of her face was set in a frown, and her eyes; her eyes looked mean and before Elizabeth could do anything, it quickly reached out and grabbed her arm, nails digging in. Finally she found her voice to scream.

@shiningtorrance

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“Of course they can come.” He smiled at her, then stood up to grab the animals. Gathering all the witnesses together to take them to a safer place. Safety in numbers. “Apple juice is also fine.”

He didn’t answer the question right away.

Elizabeth ended up taking most of her stuffed animals, determinedly clutching the pile in one arm. Dan, armed with the elephant, held her other hand as they dropped them off in his room- and to grab the first aid supplies from the medicine cabinet- before arriving at the kitchen. He directed her to the table once the juice was secured. Then, and only then, he gives an answer.

“When I was your age.” Just barely, just learning how to read and write. “I’ve told you how my family stayed at the hotel, right? Hold on.” He takes an alcohol wipe. “This will sting a bit, but that’s because it has to fight any gross things from her hand.” While he works, he doesn’t think about the Overlook and its ghosts. Those were all gotten rid of

‘Lovely party, isn’t it?’

when he and Abra fought Rose. Another story he supposes he’ll have to tell Elizabeth eventually. One step at a time.

“Well, the hotel was full of ghosts. Some of them didn’t stay very long and didn’t hurt people, they just waited a bit before leaving. But most of them didn’t.” They stopped disappearing when you closed your eyes and counted to ten.

He sighs and looks down at his hands. At the eleven scars from the wasps that came back to life.

“One lady was the worst. While I was exploring the hotel, I saw her and…”

her cold, clammy, rotting hands around his throat and her hot breath in his ear

“She hurt me. Really badly.”

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The small child stood still and winced when the alcohol wipe made contact with her skin. It looked even worse than it did in her room. More looking like claw marks than a bruise which made it feel worse, but she didn’t cry - focusing on the glass of apple juice in front of her, she told herself that she wasn’t going to let it make her cry. Elizabeth’s breathing was slightly staggered as she waited for it to be over and before she knew it, it was. There was a bandage now on her arm that nearly got wet when she almost dumped the juice on herself as she chugged it down like it was the only thing that mattered.

Her eyes followed his and she looked at the scars with a sad look on her face. “Did the bad lady do that to you daddy?” She asked, wondering if she’d have marks that wouldn’t go away when she got older. Sometimes she wished that she wasn’t so small - that she would grow up and be able to put those scary ladies in their place, but would being older even help?

“How did you make her leave you alone?”

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“She didn’t do that. I got stung by wasps that shouldn’t have been there. The hotel was very, bad.” Dan goes to grab a napkin, and once Elizabeth takes a breath, he hands it to her for the small drops of juice leftover. He watches her with a sad smile; even people brought into the family aren’t safe from malevolent forces, and he wishes he could keep them away from the small, scared child he’s raising. 

“At first, closing my eyes worked. But then after she hurt me... it didn’t work so much.” 

Come back here you little shit!

“The hotel was feeding off of us, which made it stronger. But the ghosts left me alone for a while after we left. And then the lady came back, but my friend showed me how to stop them.” He holds her uninjured hand.

“You know the Roadrunner show you like? And the cat and mouse cartoon?”

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No no no no no no no no no no no

No

Why

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Doctor Sleep + text posts (part 14/?)

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Send 👋 if we used to rp and still follow each other but have lost touch for some reason

It is an invitation to start talking again

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Closed Starter

The small child was having trouble sleeping again. Elizabeth tossed and turned but something didn’t feel quite right. She was scared and she didn’t know why because when she was put to bed she had no trouble falling asleep. It was quiet, but she refused to uncover her head. A strange smell of dirt and rain and something else that made the six year old crinkle her nose is disgust.

She tried everything to make it stop. From closing her eyes tight and counting to ten, telling whatever it was to go away - that stench lingered and only seemed to grow stronger as she could feel whatever it was standing over her.

Small hands quickly pulled the covers down only to find no one standing there. Still, she knew that she wasn’t alone and it was only when she sat up and turned her head that she seen her. The color left Elizabeth’s face as she watched the lady watching her. She was bloody and dirty. What wasn’t covered in grim in blood, there wasn’t any skin. Her hair was all matted and she smelled worse than a toilet.

“Go away…” the small blonde whispered, unable to find her voice as it stalked closer to her. She was frozen, unable to move as it came closer and closer. Heart beating out of her chest, she could no longer speak as it reached the foot of her bed. What was left of her face was set in a frown, and her eyes; her eyes looked mean and before Elizabeth could do anything, it quickly reached out and grabbed her arm, nails digging in. Finally she found her voice to scream.

@shiningtorrance

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“Of course they can come.” He smiled at her, then stood up to grab the animals. Gathering all the witnesses together to take them to a safer place. Safety in numbers. “Apple juice is also fine.”

He didn’t answer the question right away.

Elizabeth ended up taking most of her stuffed animals, determinedly clutching the pile in one arm. Dan, armed with the elephant, held her other hand as they dropped them off in his room- and to grab the first aid supplies from the medicine cabinet- before arriving at the kitchen. He directed her to the table once the juice was secured. Then, and only then, he gives an answer.

“When I was your age.” Just barely, just learning how to read and write. “I’ve told you how my family stayed at the hotel, right? Hold on.” He takes an alcohol wipe. “This will sting a bit, but that’s because it has to fight any gross things from her hand.” While he works, he doesn’t think about the Overlook and its ghosts. Those were all gotten rid of

‘Lovely party, isn’t it?’

when he and Abra fought Rose. Another story he supposes he’ll have to tell Elizabeth eventually. One step at a time.

“Well, the hotel was full of ghosts. Some of them didn’t stay very long and didn’t hurt people, they just waited a bit before leaving. But most of them didn’t.” They stopped disappearing when you closed your eyes and counted to ten.

He sighs and looks down at his hands. At the eleven scars from the wasps that came back to life.

“One lady was the worst. While I was exploring the hotel, I saw her and...”

her cold, clammy, rotting hands around his throat and her hot breath in his ear

“She hurt me. Really badly.”

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Closed Starter

The small child was having trouble sleeping again. Elizabeth tossed and turned but something didn’t feel quite right. She was scared and she didn’t know why because when she was put to bed she had no trouble falling asleep. It was quiet, but she refused to uncover her head. A strange smell of dirt and rain and something else that made the six year old crinkle her nose is disgust.

She tried everything to make it stop. From closing her eyes tight and counting to ten, telling whatever it was to go away - that stench lingered and only seemed to grow stronger as she could feel whatever it was standing over her.

Small hands quickly pulled the covers down only to find no one standing there. Still, she knew that she wasn’t alone and it was only when she sat up and turned her head that she seen her. The color left Elizabeth’s face as she watched the lady watching her. She was bloody and dirty. What wasn’t covered in grim in blood, there wasn’t any skin. Her hair was all matted and she smelled worse than a toilet.

“Go away…” the small blonde whispered, unable to find her voice as it stalked closer to her. She was frozen, unable to move as it came closer and closer. Heart beating out of her chest, she could no longer speak as it reached the foot of her bed. What was left of her face was set in a frown, and her eyes; her eyes looked mean and before Elizabeth could do anything, it quickly reached out and grabbed her arm, nails digging in. Finally she found her voice to scream.

@shiningtorrance

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In a rare moment of the universe blessing him, Dan wasn’t dreaming.

However, hearing Effie’s shrill scream broke him straight out of sleep. His mind caught up with him only when his sweaty palm couldn’t grip the doorknob to her room. He swore softly and wiped it off enough to open it.

“Effie?”

Oh God, she’s terrified.

Dan turns the light on and kneels by his daughter’s (still getting used to that) bed. “Hey,” he quietly tells her. “I heard you.” Slowly reaching out, he brushes some of her damp hair off of her face. “Was it a dream, or something else?”

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The little girl looked around to find that the lady was gone (or hiding) and for a moment she wasn’t sure whether it was a dream or not. That was until she pulled up the sleeve of her pajama shirt to reveal a dark bruise that looked like something had grabbed her.

“She smelled really bad and she was mad…” Was all Elizabeth (or Lilabet as she often went by as a small child) could say about it. Half asleep and drenched in sweat, she didn’t know how to explain to her dad what she had seen. “She was so mad and she didn’t have skin…’

This wasn’t the first time something like this had happened but the small child was often so terrified of the visits that she hardly noticed that they weren’t always the same being. “I don’t want her to come back…”

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Dan looked at the bruise, and his heart stopped. Each fingerprint stood out in a hideous purple. For an awful moment all he could think about is

(her cold, slimy hands around his neck, the smell of her breath)

Mrs. Massey, and his blood ran cold. No, not Elizabeth. Please God, not Elizabeth. As she kept talking, he gently rubbed the bruise and looked at her. Mad and no skin only made his stomach drop and his skin crawl. 

“Oh Lila,” he whispered when she finished. “Lila, I’m so sorry.” He hugged her tightly. “We’ll do something to keep her away. I’ll help you fix this.”

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“How?” Elizabeth asked as she stared at the bruised handprint on her arm. “If she leaves then there’s another one and another one…”

Her little heart was still beating out of her chest as she wrapped her small arms around his neck and held on tightly. “I don’t want to sleep. She’ll come back…” If the child had been older she might have been able to articulate more about what was happening, but at five years old all she felt was fear and frustration as she tried to talk but obviously wasn’t making sense “They come back and I don’t want to sleep anymore…” By how disoriented her rambling had become, the child was already fighting falling right back to sleep, but every time she felt herself letting it take over, she remembered that horrid smell and it woke her back up.

“Please don’t make me go back to sleep…” Elizabeth said in a weak voice, her tiny arms were like a small vice around her fathers’ neck, terrified that if he left that the lady with no skin would return.

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He wrapped her in a protective embrace. Squeezed her tightly as she obviously fought going back to sleep. She’s too young for this. Far too young to have this. 

“No. You don’t have to go back to sleep if you don’t want to.” Dan’s voice was gentle. “Hey. Let’s get you some water and something for your arm, and if you want you can spend the rest of tonight with me in my room.” The woman wouldn’t come back that night, he knew. They never came back immediately, not at first. So they could have the rest of the night and go fetch a box in the morning, and Jesus Christ his daughter didn’t deserve this. Especially not at five fucking years old.

After a moment of staying like that, Dan pried her tiny hands apart and took her arms away from where they rested around him. “Look. This is scary. Really scary. But I know what this is like, okay?” He rubbed her hands. “I’ve had this happen to me... a long time ago, but it did. I know how to fix this. I also know she won’t be coming back tonight. At all.”

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Closed Starter

The small child was having trouble sleeping again. Elizabeth tossed and turned but something didn’t feel quite right. She was scared and she didn’t know why because when she was put to bed she had no trouble falling asleep. It was quiet, but she refused to uncover her head. A strange smell of dirt and rain and something else that made the six year old crinkle her nose is disgust.

She tried everything to make it stop. From closing her eyes tight and counting to ten, telling whatever it was to go away - that stench lingered and only seemed to grow stronger as she could feel whatever it was standing over her.

Small hands quickly pulled the covers down only to find no one standing there. Still, she knew that she wasn’t alone and it was only when she sat up and turned her head that she seen her. The color left Elizabeth’s face as she watched the lady watching her. She was bloody and dirty. What wasn’t covered in grim in blood, there wasn’t any skin. Her hair was all matted and she smelled worse than a toilet.

“Go away…” the small blonde whispered, unable to find her voice as it stalked closer to her. She was frozen, unable to move as it came closer and closer. Heart beating out of her chest, she could no longer speak as it reached the foot of her bed. What was left of her face was set in a frown, and her eyes; her eyes looked mean and before Elizabeth could do anything, it quickly reached out and grabbed her arm, nails digging in. Finally she found her voice to scream.

@shiningtorrance

[shiningtorrance-moved]

In a rare moment of the universe blessing him, Dan wasn’t dreaming.

However, hearing Effie’s shrill scream broke him straight out of sleep. His mind caught up with him only when his sweaty palm couldn’t grip the doorknob to her room. He swore softly and wiped it off enough to open it.

“Effie?”

Oh God, she’s terrified.

Dan turns the light on and kneels by his daughter’s (still getting used to that) bed. “Hey,” he quietly tells her. “I heard you.” Slowly reaching out, he brushes some of her damp hair off of her face. “Was it a dream, or something else?”

[xdaughter-of-bloodyfacex]

The little girl looked around to find that the lady was gone (or hiding) and for a moment she wasn’t sure whether it was a dream or not. That was until she pulled up the sleeve of her pajama shirt to reveal a dark bruise that looked like something had grabbed her.

“She smelled really bad and she was mad…” Was all Elizabeth (or Lilabet as she often went by as a small child) could say about it. Half asleep and drenched in sweat, she didn’t know how to explain to her dad what she had seen. “She was so mad and she didn’t have skin…’

This wasn’t the first time something like this had happened but the small child was often so terrified of the visits that she hardly noticed that they weren’t always the same being. “I don’t want her to come back…”

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Dan looked at the bruise, and his heart stopped. Each fingerprint stood out in a hideous purple. For an awful moment all he could think about is

(her cold, slimy hands around his neck, the smell of her breath)

Mrs. Massey, and his blood ran cold. No, not Elizabeth. Please God, not Elizabeth. As she kept talking, he gently rubbed the bruise and looked at her. Mad and no skin only made his stomach drop and his skin crawl. 

“Oh Lila,” he whispered when she finished. “Lila, I’m so sorry.” He hugged her tightly. “We’ll do something to keep her away. I’ll help you fix this.”

[xdaughter-of-bloodyfacex]

Closed Starter

The small child was having trouble sleeping again. Elizabeth tossed and turned but something didn’t feel quite right. She was scared and she didn’t know why because when she was put to bed she had no trouble falling asleep. It was quiet, but she refused to uncover her head. A strange smell of dirt and rain and something else that made the six year old crinkle her nose is disgust.

She tried everything to make it stop. From closing her eyes tight and counting to ten, telling whatever it was to go away - that stench lingered and only seemed to grow stronger as she could feel whatever it was standing over her.

Small hands quickly pulled the covers down only to find no one standing there. Still, she knew that she wasn’t alone and it was only when she sat up and turned her head that she seen her. The color left Elizabeth’s face as she watched the lady watching her. She was bloody and dirty. What wasn’t covered in grim in blood, there wasn’t any skin. Her hair was all matted and she smelled worse than a toilet.

“Go away…” the small blonde whispered, unable to find her voice as it stalked closer to her. She was frozen, unable to move as it came closer and closer. Heart beating out of her chest, she could no longer speak as it reached the foot of her bed. What was left of her face was set in a frown, and her eyes; her eyes looked mean and before Elizabeth could do anything, it quickly reached out and grabbed her arm, nails digging in. Finally she found her voice to scream.

@shiningtorrance

[shiningtorrance-moved]

In a rare moment of the universe blessing him, Dan wasn’t dreaming.

However, hearing Effie’s shrill scream broke him straight out of sleep. His mind caught up with him only when his sweaty palm couldn’t grip the doorknob to her room. He swore softly and wiped it off enough to open it.

“Effie?”

Oh God, she’s terrified.

Dan turns the light on and kneels by his daughter’s (still getting used to that) bed. “Hey,” he quietly tells her. “I heard you.” Slowly reaching out, he brushes some of her damp hair off of her face. “Was it a dream, or something else?”

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“Don’t make me talk about it. Please don’t.”

“Effie.” He rubbed at his mouth with the back of his hand. “Listen, you need to talk about it to someone. Trust me, you’ll feel better about it. You don’t have to talk about all of it, you can talk about some of-”

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The young teenager looked at Dan with a sudden scowl on her face. Yeah, sure of course he was going to say that to her. Typical adult. “I find it easier to just bury it inside and just pretend it doesn’t exist…” What she failed to say was that it was becoming harder and harder to simply forget the past. The littlest things triggered her and caused her to fly into a rage. Focus was becoming blurry and her actions were all over the place. That voice she tried to choke out constantly told her there was something wrong with her, but that was something Effie couldn’t find herself wanting to know. Was she turning into her father? Was this how it started out for him? Then on top of that still not understanding why she could do the strange things that she could. Getting into people’s minds, being able to hear what they were thinking and then the random bursts of anger which ended up destroying stuff in an almost supernatural way. So far, none of those telekinetic outbursts happened when she was away from the group home. It was bad enough that they knew she was Bloodyface’s daughter; did they really need to know this as well?

Staring at her bruised and bloody knuckles (the result of punching a brick wall in anger only hours ago), she looked up at him “Did you ever talk to anyone about what happened when you were a kid?”

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Dammit, she got him there. Dan sighs and runs his fingers through his hair in mild frustration. Mainly aimed at himself.

“No,” he admits. “Not to anyone outside my family, until I met you.” The years of acting like the fire at the Overlook was simply an accident, like he wasn’t glad that place burned to the ground still eat at him, though not as much. “I couldn’t. No one would believe me anyways, and I suspect you have something like that, too.”

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Sincerest apologies for dipping out for like a year and not saying anything. That wasn’t the intent but I did it. If anyone wants to continue anything, feel free to let me know.

Again, really sorry about that. If I knew it’d happen that way then I would’ve said something. I had a really rough patch in my personal life that got in the way, but I’m doing better and am working on getting back into rp.

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Update on my friend who’s reading Doctor Sleep

It’s going great

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