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House (1977), dir. Nobuhiko Obayashi
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𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘 🥝 𝐈 𝐆𝐄𝐓, 𝐈'𝐋𝐋 𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐃 𝐀 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐆 𝐈 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 ✦ @cinephiliac ✦ accepting.
@hesacrifices owns my soul and that's the tea!
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* / harvey sees your muse kissing someone else !
𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐎𝐅 𝐀 𝐒𝐔𝐃𝐃𝐄𝐍 ; it feels like that turkey sandwich you had for lunch is going to make a reappearance . his stomach tightens , knots twisting like a and chain in his chest . —— or 𝐌𝐀𝐘𝐁𝐄 , it’s an anvil , maybe someone was going to drop a piano on him at any second . his throat was dry , and his feet are anchored to the ground . 𝐘𝐈𝐊𝐄𝐒 / he just can’t look away ! it’s like a trainwreck . what corner of his weakest subconscious did this feeling of jealousy crawl out of ? it turns , and twist into a form of green envy , and it’s not your 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐑 , harvey kinkle ! jug finally notices you , after decade of self torture , and says goodbye to his — his what exactly ? he’s happy , you can see it with the color in his cheeks .
so harvey smiles , tightening the strap on his backpack . ❝ you didn’t have to get rid of them , ❞ the boy protests , 𝐓𝐑𝐘𝐈𝐍𝐆 to swallow the fact that the next words out of his mouth made him questions his sanity . ❝ why don’t you uh - invite them to our movie tonight ? ❞
GIDDY IS THE WORD THE BLONDE CONJURS TO DESCRIBE THE FEELING OVERCOMING HER AT THE RECENT INCIDENT . of course, it’s unusual to feel excited over something so morbid, however, this news means an investigation, time with the beanie-clad boy, her typical duo. blue-green eyes find themselves drifting away from their place on her paper to the door of the blue & gold offices, waiting for his familiar figure to appear. pen taps delicately against the surface of her notebook where scribbles are unidentifiable in trying to sort out her thoughts. basic questions of who, what, why, when, where, and how.
the staff at riverdale high were trying to be discrete about the tragedy that had taken place. her only assumption for their secrecy being how frequently disaster struck the quiet high school, how would it look to have more of that on the school’s already horribly tainted name ?
the only reason the blonde had knowledge of this mishap was because she had been the one to find the deceased. after forgetting a book in her gym locker, a fiction she was indulging in at the time, she was greeted with a much unexpected, gruesome sight: one of a female, quite pale in complexion that tumbled out. at first, mild shock overcame her, almost aversion but at this point, she’s seen a lot worse. this sight wasn’t going to disturb her.
instead, she found herself maneuvering around the body, prompting an examination due to her natural curiosity. it wasn’t thorough, no, it was quick, not wishing someone to perhaps stumble in on the sight. she wasn’t looking to put herself in a suspicious position after all. surely it wasn’t a warning to her, she doubted that highly. what would the reason be ? no, that was most likely to be least likely. chances are the guilty party had been desperate for a hiding space, a locker, any locker, not specifically hers. there’s blood, more than betty would wish to admit and that’s perhaps the part that she finds her face draining at and she has to remember, she’s seen worse. there’s more to it than that though, something around the neck, a discoloration and although she ached to get a better inspection, she knows better than to stay, she’d have to arrange to get a closer look at a later date with jughead.
reaching forward, arm extending to retrieve the book she came for, she had taken one more look at the body, stomach almost turning before leaving the scene. unfortunately, she hadn’t been able to look around the rest of the locker room for clues.
after that had been less interesting, standard for letting weatherbee know and right after being told to keep it under wraps. now, she sat, feet tapping impatiently, thoughts racing, already trying to find a solution and itching to share with jughead and get to the bottom of what she knew the school wouldn’t.
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things had been recently starting to get strange around this town , and you couldn’t pinpoint it . attention is paced to the ground but your mind ran through so many things per second that you hadn’t noticed if anyone had been SPEAKING to you . ❝ –– huh ? , sorry i was just ... distracted . ❞
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i’ve lost followers but its ok its for the aesthetic.
❛ JUGHEAD , ❜ name called out in a frenzy , panic-stricken as body forcefully shoved through a sea of bypassing kids , thus earning several looks. pigment of the surface of skin a GHOSTLY LOOKING PALE , accompanied with a sheen of sweat dampening forehead. almost the second at spotting his infamous spiked cap , she quickly rounded the same corner and reached for wrist in order to gain attention. after whirling around so that they faced each other , sentences spilled out incoherently. stumbling breathlessly over each other as voice cracked on some words. moisture swam in deep brown orbs , of which were flecked with red from being bloodshot. ❛ jughead you’re right , okay? you’re right. there are PIECES MISSING from that day at sweetwater river because something was blocking them. i remember being there when the gunshot fired but i couldn’t remember seeing who shot jason. but now ------ , i ---- i think i remember what happened. i think i know what i did. ❜ @cinephiliac .
House (1977), dir. Nobuhiko Obayashi