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[archaievist]

@ghcstfced | "eliza. i'm pregnant. you're gonna be a daddy."

"Yes Daniel, you're hilarious."

[msredact]

“       i followed those murders pretty closely       ”   dolores sips black coffee, adding   :   “       fell off after a while, though. it felt too much like a typical   ‘ boogeyman ’   story   ...   something supposed to scare me into locking my doors or not talk to strangers, y’know.   i lost interest.       ”

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[moldcursed]

@ghcstfced said : danny pulls him into the killer's shack as another gen pops. he kisses ethan deeply. "I'M LOSING THIS MATCH ANYWAY, SO WHY DON'T WE MAKE THIS FUN FOR THE BOTH OF US?"

ethan’s not expecting a hand on the back of his hoodie ; he’s not expecting danny to drag him into the killer shack, lifting up the mask just enough to be able to pull him in for a demanding kiss — but he’s most DEFINITELY NOT complaining either.

“ oh, you’re losing? i hadn’t noticed. were you too busy watching me the entire time? ” SARCASM, at its finest. ethan had most definitely noticed — he just hadn’t known which killer it was in this particular round until this very moment. perhaps it’s unnecessarily cruel of him to tease danny about losing, but it’s just so fun to do sometimes. “ tell me though : exactly what did you have in mind to make this FUN? ”

an innocent, naïve ACT — he just wants to see what response he shall receive. damaged hands cling to the black material of the ghostface costume, keeping danny as close as possible. it is soon followed by ethan stealing one more kiss, just because he can.

[ EVERY TRIAL SHOULD BE LIKE THIS ! ]

[scnofgod]

@ghcstfced​.   ❝  i’m afraid I have been prompted by a rare stirring of guilt.  ❞

                             ❛ have you? ❜    that was hard to believe, though, admittidly, it spiked their interest. silent for a moment, before they give in -- sighing to themselves and giving the man a curt nod.  ❛ i’m almost afraid to ask, but what prompted this stirring of guilt? ❜

[nightofthewxtch]

“If you want to kiss me you just need to ask.“

[copcorrupted]

                            dan tries not to talk much, to take whatever information he can from the anonymous caller and jot down the details.  but, regardless of how much he talks, very little is said -- he spends more time discussing details of dans life, and he can feel a spark of discomfort twist in his stomach. 

                            ❛ – sorry,  i don’t think i caught your name. ❜   not that he thinks it’d be that easy, that the mystery caller would just simply drop that information for him.  ❛ seems kind of rude, since you seem to know so much about me. ❜

                                @ghcstfced​             cont. ​

[nightofthewxtch]

@ghcstfced | "Dance with me" 🥴

Send "Dance with me" to pull my muse in for a slow dance.

Mikaela arches an eyebrow at the invitation, but takes his outstretched hand none the less.

"So eager to sweep me off my feet?"

[moldcursed]

@ghcstfced​ said :  "what do you think i'm doing?”

of all the survivors that he could choose, the ghostface has chosen him as his OBSESSION, and ethan hasn’t the faintest idea why. he’s acutely aware of it, the gaze that is on him whilst he fixes the generators ; the way that he stalks him from the shadows. it’s been this way since the first time ethan encountered him— there had been a medkit dropped at the killer’s feet, an offering to leave him ALONE, just this once, and it had been accepted... but now, the way that the other watches him... stalking and stabbing him with his blade when ethan dares to run past, but NEVER HOOKING...          it’s UNSETTLING. most killers don’t act like this towards their obsessions, do they? maybe they do. ethan’s NEW to the entity’s realm, he doesn’t know all the finer points yet. still, it doesn’t stop him from finally dropping the cords he’s working with and muttering,  “ what are you DOING? ”  it’s a rhetorical question ; he’s hardly expecting him to answer back, hence the way that spine stiffens when he actually replies. fucking hell.                          a glance over his shoulder at the cloaked figure that crouches just behind the corner. there’s only one survivor left out here besides ethan, the others already sacrificed, yet he’s not pursuing them. he’s WATCHING him instead. god. ethan doesn’t know whether that’s a good thing or a bad thing.  “ i think you’re watching me like some fucking CREEP. ”