#byufo

[scondstar]

for the price of a coffee, you guys should really treat yourself to @byufo's collages (more info here). THANK YOU SO MUCH UFO IT TURNED OUT SO CUTE 💜💜💜

[eidetic187]

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Send in 📜 and I’ll use this incorrect quotes generator using your muse and my muse.

Spencer: Is something burning? Jason: Just my love for you! Spencer: Jason, the toaster is on fire.

[teveharrington]

no  matter  how  hard  he  tried,  he  couldn't  reach  the  bat.  he  wasn't  being  held  down,  and  the  wooden  piece  adorned  with  a  crown  of  nails  was  in  sight.  but  just  out  of  reach.  the  monster  wasn't  in  front  of  him  yet,  but  it  was  CLOSE.  steve  could  sense  it  coming,  closer…  if  he  wasn't  ready,  it  was  game  over.  first,  his  arms  wouldn't  work.  he  stretched  and  wiggled  his  fingers  out  towards  the  bat,  but  no  such  luck.  then  he  tried  taking  a  few  steps  toward  it.  the  distance  never  shrunk.  steve  could  hear  IT  breathing.  wet  and  crackling,  the  sound  vibrating  around  what  he  imagined  where  a  bloom  of  sharp  teeth  on  a  faceless  head  several  feet  above  his  own.  he  had  to  hurry!  he  had  to  get  the  bat  in  his  hands  before—the  shadows  erupted  and  spit  out  a  tall,  lean  BEAST  from  its  depths. 

steve  shot  upright  and  abruptly  out  of  his  sleep.  his  breathing  was  tearing  through  his  lungs,  heaving  his  chest  up  and  down  in  an  erratic  pattern.  his  hands  were  still  reaching  for  the  bat  that  was  no  longer  there. 

hey.  bad  dream?  come  here.  i've  got  you.

❝  m'fine!  i'm  okay…  ❞  he  can't  believe  he  fell  asleep  on  their  patrol.  it  was  sort  of  a  taboo  for  paranormal  investigations  to  take  a  quick  nap  like  the  first  one  to  pass  out  at  a  sleepover.  only,  there  was  a  risk  for  missing  a  key  piece  of  evidence  and  no  one  was  going  to  put  shaving  cream  all  over  you.  ❝  did  i  miss  anything?  ❞  steve asked @byufo ( sabrina ). he  drug  his  hand  down  his  face,  wiping  at  any  remains  of  sleep  that  lingered  there.  hoping  that  the  shadows  and  faceless  creature  would  fall  away  with  it.

[plagasaved]

Don't look at it if it makes it worse. Just look at me. ~ abigail

* answered from blood on your sleeve ! / @byufo.

she think's she must be unlucky , that seem's the most reasonable when she's yet again in the crossfire of trouble. ( * only little relief she can find in the situation is that there no bugs or lit torches involved. ) " is it that bad ? " Ashley knows she shouldn't ask that it only makes one want to look for themselves more. she nod's forest shaded hues focused on Abigail who reassures her ; to drive focus on her & she does.

a stinging pain to her ankle ... so much for a relaxing break ; a week away from thinking about assignments or notes to catch up on. she'd take a heap load of that over this right now. " sorry , I kinda got in the way back there . "

a moment too late of a reaction & she should be lucky it only her ankle , something that won't leave a scar but be a pain to walk on ( * not that she can't handle it , Ashley has been through worse. ) " what about you , are you okay ? " Abigail had been focusing on her / so it only right she asks too.

[piesmake]

“houston, we have a problem.” ~ Jason!

𝐛𝐲   𝐭𝐡𝐞   𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞   @byufo   𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐬   𝐭𝐨   𝐭𝐡𝐞   𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝   '𝐰𝐞',   the   pie-maker   has   begun   to   turn   around.   there   are   only   one   phrase   his   mind   could   think   of   that   followed   those   words   and   it   was   not   good.   not   good   at   all.   his   eyes   are   met   with   the   sight   of   jason   first,   before   they   turn   to   their   problem.   a   dead   body,   in   his   freezer   of   all   places!   again...   ❛ 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞'𝐬   𝐚   𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲   𝐢𝐧   𝐦𝐲   𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐳𝐞𝐫... ❜   the   pie-maker   whispers,   staring   with   both   surprise   and   exasperation   in   his   expression.❛ 𝐰𝐡𝐲   𝐢𝐬   𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞   𝐚   𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐝   𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲   𝐢𝐧   𝐦𝐲   𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐳𝐞𝐫? ❜

jason   was   no   stranger   to   the   pie-maker's   gift.   however,   he's   never   bore   witness   to   the   trouble   that   came   along   with   it.   ❛ 𝐡𝐨𝐰   𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬   𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬   𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩   𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠..? ❜

𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐂. 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒.,      always   accepting.  ↪       always feel welcome to continue asks into threads     !!

[picksmusic]

@byufo / starter call.

" c'mon. none of this ghostfacers bull crap, " gravel rasps from deep in his chest. his palm shoots out to smother a BLINDING FLASH, closing over a camera's probing lens. " we're gonna do this the right way or i'm gonna do this my way. alone. "

[walkmaned]

@byufo asked: “you look like you’ve seen a ghost.”

"I—" Peter drew out the word before cutting himself off completely, one of his hands hanging in the air awkwardly in an aborted motion as his face contorted in confusion.

"Didn't I— Didn't you just—?" He gestured over his shoulder with his thumb toward the karaoke bar building behind him, glancing over his shoulder himself before snapping his eyes back onto her with a suspicious expression. This chick had definitely just heckled him off the stage. His bruised ego was why he'd come out here. No way had she beat him outside. Unless she could teleport. Which, ya know, maybe?

ᅠ"You probably get this a lot, but you gotta a twin or somethin'?"

◢ \\: MORE RANDOM SENTENCE STARTERS ，still accepting .

[griefswallowed]

@byufo asked: During a séance, anything can happen. ~ Sabrina! 

sienna honestly doesn't know why she allowed herself to be talked into this whole thing. her eyebrows raise slightly as she stares at sabrina, feeling the objection rising in her throat but biting it back. after everything that she's gone through in the last few years, why was she suddenly so skeptical of this? “hopefully not anything,” she says. “i'd like to avoid another horror movie scenario if possible.”