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[smrnffvdka]

@barr3l asked: do you need a lift?

WILL THEY, WON'T THEY RELATIONSHIP PROMPTS

 𝐚  𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐥,  𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲  𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞  𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐬  𝐨𝐧  𝐡𝐞𝐫  𝐩𝐥𝐮𝐦𝐩  𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬,  𝐡𝐞𝐫  𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬  𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐳𝐞𝐝  𝐚𝐬  𝐬𝐡𝐞  𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐭𝐬  𝐡𝐞𝐫  𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝  𝐭𝐨  𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤  𝐚𝐭  𝐡𝐢𝐦.  she  finishes  her  drink,   the  taste  of  alcohol  long  gone.  how  much  has  she  had?  ❝mm-yeah,   i  should  go  home.❞   she  slurs,  her  head  spinning  as  she  rises  too  quickly,  her  inebriation  evident.

 in  retrospect,  she  probably  shouldn't  have  accepted  the  ride  so  quickly.  but  in  her  drunken  state,  logic  was  a  distant  friend.  she  was  somewhat  sure  he  hadn't  been  drinking   ──  she'll  be  fine.   she  grabbed  her  jacket,   groaning  as  she  struggled  to  slip  her  arms  into  the  sleeves.  a  tattooed  hand  clutches  her  chair  as  her  body  sways.   ❝a  ride  would  be  great,  thanks.❞

[specterseenarchived]

❝ there’s just something wrong about this place. ❞

"hm." she hums in agreement and it echoes throughout the threshold. it's cold and damp. moss and other life have began taking control, peaking out of the cracks in the concrete walls. chilly, autumn air makes its presence known from the unfinished windows. robin is hesitant to mention the possibility of a spirit in here.. she can feel something dreadful has made its home here. sneakers carefully step over the ginormous crack in the floor onto the other side.

"wanna bail?" body turns to the other from her side of the crack. she is still trying to figure out what kind of building this was... or meant to be. it seems unfinished as she spots a pile of neatly placed lumber peaking out from under a large, dusty cloth.

[grihm-a]

𝕭𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖔

[anthrcpophagi]

^actual image of maren rn

[chromatiica]

🥺👉🏻👈🏻

h-hello?? 911??? we have ourselves six (seven if you include 4 corners) bingos over here!!! they're almost a perfect match. LET INDIE LOVE ON BARREL. <3

are you indigo's type??

[atrickrtreat]

@barr3l liked this post for a starter and gets the mischievous mary jane kane

"Ya know, I'm sick of the same shit every year for Halloween. Get dressed up, go to a party, raise some hell," Mary Jane muttered as she opened another lollipop and looked over to Bennett with a small tilt of her head. "I'm not doing it this year, I'm going to go to that cemetery and spend the night. Light some candles, drink some whiskey, and talk to the dead. They have to get lonely too right? It's the one night of the year the veil is thinnest so, my question to you is, you in?"