#dcydrecmings

[bcrrycakes]

CLOSED FOR @dcydrecmings PLOT: [ 3AM ] a dark graveyard thick with petrichor, well beyond visiting hours. MUSE: edison "eddie" fox, he/they, queer, preschool teacher

EDDIE HAD BEEN LOOKING FORWARD TO THIS FOR WEEKS. had spent what little savings he had managed to scrape together over the last few months on equipment, practically buzzing with excitement as the days dragged on leading up to their hangout. (the hangout that totally was not a date ⏤ not even close. why would anyone even think that?) did they need to wait those extra few weeks to do this? not really ⏤ but if they were going to be ghost hunting in a graveyard, eddie wanted to go all out, which meant waiting for a full moon. and they knew that a full moon didn't really mean anything in the world of ghosts and spirits but it made sense in his mind. they had been in the graveyard for about two hours at this point, and not much has happened, but that has done little to tamp eddie's spirits and enthusiasm. but the friend they had brought to their not date certainly was. they had been picking away at everything, not-so-subtly making fun of it all. and eddie's been biting his tongue all night because the last thing he wants is to look like an asshole. but as soon as the third-wheel of their not-date finally called it quits, eddie let out a groan once they were far enough out of earshot. "why did they even come if they knew they weren't gonna have fun?" eddie sighs, taking a seat on one of the benches. what they really want to ask is why they had been invited in the first place but they bite their tongue.

[honeybeehimbowrites]

closed starter for @dcydrecmings | based on this

max had just checked into the hotel where he would be spending the next few weeks, it was warm and max was thinking about how great it was that his friends were getting married, but also three weeks being down here? he appreciated the vacation, but he hoped his brother would be okay managing the garage on his own, even though he had assured max it was okay that he left. max's eyebrows furrowed as he saw someone standing in front of the door next to his. and it was her, the maid of honor, they had never gotten along even though they had been in the same friend group for years. "well, well. hey there neighbor." he said as he showed his key card with the number of the room next to her. "i would tell you to try to keep it down, but we both know you're not going to get laid during these three weeks. every man knows there's one woman at every wedding that's single and desperate and if you sleep with her, she'll cling to you for the rest of the wedding period. you reek of it… but at least i know it'll be quiet next door." he said with a satisfied smile as he reached over and knocked twice on her door.

[totalhcnesty]

CLOSED STARTER FOR @dcydrecmings !

december 25th had come and gone, and with that, all of the holly and jolly that the season brought. because of that, june couldn't help but lowkey hate this time of year — the beginning of the end of the holiday season. the only holiday left was 'new years', and once that came, it was back to reality for june ratanapol. call her childish all you want for being pouty and slighty grumpy (in a cute way), but that's how she was acting as she continued to take the ornaments off the tree. "rest in peace, holiday season." she gently placed the ornament down into the now filled-up container. "i feel so childish for feeling like this, i hate right after christmas." she gently sighed, before looking around the room. "autumn, do you know where the other container is?" she asked softly, looking over at autumn.

[hlfmoonshine]

seven and a half hours in, haddie could smell freedom, she could practically taste it. all she had to do was survive her last table, and she could finally leave. "haddie, you got a new table." she fought collapsing to the ground. ever dramatic. she pushed herself up from the first aid station, forced a deep breath and hurried back out onto the floor, scurrying to help hopefully her final customers of the night. / closed starter for the wonderful @dcydrecmings

[amomentxofhappiness]

@dcydrecmings cont. from here

"Is there? I hadn't heard of it," Chase teased back with an easy half smile that didn't reach his eyes. He couldn't understand how a smart and funny woman like Faye would keep this going for this long. He knew better of course, abusive relationships took two people and miles and miles of conditioning and manipulation but it still broke his heart a little.

"Seriously though," he insisted after a beat. Beating around the bush was probably preferred in this scenario, but he wasn't the subtle kind. He was far more subtle than his friends and co-workers but he just couldn't right now. "Are you alright? I do have food or coffee or hot chocolate back at home. Maybe you could use a little break?" from the house, from the thoughts, from the asshole that he very much wanted to grab with a baseball bat.

[seolinah]

muse: jeanette waring plot: musician x flower crown fan (jean) closed starter for @dcydrecmings for liking this post

When Jean stepped through the flaps of the tent, she realized this wasn't the one her and her friends were at. Scanning over it, the place was deserted - something she hadn't thought possible at the cramped music festival. She let out a quick sigh, knowing for certain she was lost. And with a quick glance at her phone (no signal, go figure), she was about to be stuck wandering until she located the correct one. Just as she was about to turn and exit, someone else stepped through. She could only presume it was someone who was actually supposed to be here. "Sorry," she quickly squeaked out. "I came in here thinking my friends were here..."

[hcrrormovie]

" Did your schedule become overbooked last night, or did you blow me off on purpose? " Theo isn't angry with her, but just was wanting some insight on what caused her to not show up for their plans a couple nights ago. || @dcydrecmings ||

[fadinglights]

continued from here, @dcydrecmings

instead of giving chloe a direct answer right away, anna unwraps the straw and takes a sip of her bubble tea instead. she takes her time stirring the drink before taking a big sip — it's not often that she allows herself a sugary indulgence, but if she ever deserves a break, it would be now. there are two options waiting ahead, she can either lie and say that she's fine, or be honest even though chloe likely isn't the best person to hear her rant given the years long friendship with her ex. "i'm thinking… is it normal to be in a new relationship a month after you just ended things with someone you dated for almost a year?" she voices her most forefront thought aloud, forcing a sad, self-deprecating smile. "be honest with me — he never liked me that much, did he?"