#hauntsings

[fake-elizabeth-bennet]

For every KYA, who fends for herself, feels abandoned and wants to live with nature........ your CAROLINA knows your story. Your town will sing your story to the people who'll be looking forward to hear about you and haunt the others.

[batfall-moved]

                                       IT’S   the   FOURTH   visit,    words   have   been   exchanged,   and   they  have   BOTH   managed   to    wound   the   other   with   whatever   BARB   falls    forth.    though,    the  bat  is   LEARNING  ,    he’s   TRYING   to   forgive   the   other.    there   is   something   quite   SAD   in   edward   nashton  ,   and   he  knows   that’s   due   to   the   FAILURE   of   welfare   system.   the   bat    sits    down,   grey   eyes   slow   to   lift   as   he   then   allows   the   silence    to   settle,   ENGULF   the   pair   almost.  ‘ 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛    𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛    ,    𝚍𝚒𝚍    𝚢𝚘𝚞    𝙴𝚅𝙴𝚁    𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠    𝚑𝚎𝚛? ’  the    words   tumble   out   ,   as   if   by   MISTAKE   yet   timbre   is   soft   as  he   knows   he’s   asking   a   LOT.   for   EDWARD   to   talk  of   his   past,   ‘   did   you   ever   wonder   what   happened?  ’   words   are   hesitant   to   fall   from   lips,   the   bat   doesn’t   exactly   know  what   SORT   of   reaction    he’ll   get.   the   walls   themselves   close   in  ever   so,   as   if   SHIELDING   the   two  of    them   from   the   ASYLUM.    he   does   not   NEED   to   attack    nor   make   edward    AWARE  of   his   sins  ,    𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢     𝙱𝙾𝚃𝙷    𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎    𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍    𝚞𝚙𝚘𝚗    𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚙𝚜.

                                (  𝙿𝙰𝙸𝙽 & 𝙰𝙽𝙶𝙴𝚁 , )  it   has   a   way   of   settling   within   throat   and   staying   QUITE   comfortably   there.   you   begin  to   live   with    it,   and   most  of   all ?   CRAVE   it.   melancholia    leaves   the   soul   starved,   and   there  is   a   BLINDNESS   that   blankets  eyes.   ARKHAM   ASYLUM   does   well  to   remind   patients   of   this   fact,   EXPERIMENTS    done   within   CATACOMBS   that    the   bat   isn’t   yet   made    aware  of.   ‘   @hauntsings​  . . .    the  past   will   always   be   painful  ’

[lazaraes]

she    wonders    how    helena    does    it    .    how    she    looks    so    confident    in    her    skin    ,    so    comfortable    in    her    place    in    the    world    &&    how    she's    chosen    to    occupy    it    .    it    would    be    almost    awe    inspiring    if    allie    wasn't    currently    drowning    ,    suffocating    [    ...    ]    watching    air    bubbles    drift    as    she    struggles    beneath    the    water    of    leadership    .    (    she    wasn't    made    for    this    —--    doesn't    think    there's    a    single    person    here    who    would    claim    otherwise    .    )

allie    :    you    ,    uh    [    ...    ]    you    want    some    tea    ?

ft.     @hauntsings​​​    ,        :  sc

[story1ines]

being in glee club was fun.     it was the best part of santanas day.     what wasn’t was berrys loud mouth.      &     the fact that she seemed to get everything that she wanted.     including quinns boyfriend.     not that santana cared an awful lot but quinn was her friend.     &     the unholy trinity was a package deal.     &     if you messed with one,     then you messed with all.     she needed to think of a plan where they could bring berry down for good.    maybe then santana could get the solos that she deserved.      ❛❛     before we go to glee club today Q,     we need to talk.     you seriously need to put a leash on hudson.     berry is having her way with him     &    you are just letting him walk all over you.     when are you going to get yourself a real man      &     leave that one behind?      ❜❜     santana knew that @hauntsings​ wouldn’t leave finn.     that’s why she was about to propose a different idea.      ❛❛     or we could always humilate her in glee club today.    that way you get to keep finn     &     make sure she’s out of your way.      ❜❜

[sarcaesm]

Q.         you know you aren’t allowed in here,      right?

A.               he looks around the locker room,      scratching at the back of his neck to feign cluelessness.         (   a pretty convincing act,      if he says so himself.   )         releasing an awkward chuckle to fill the anticipatory silence,      his palm hits his forehead.            ❝      oooohhhh,      this is the girls locker room.         yeah,      that totally makes sense considering the lack of...      ❞            urinals falls flat and he trails off,      instead his arms moving to gesture wildly in the general direction of the bathroom stalls.         he might’ve taken his assignment from scott a little too far      (   keep an eye on @hauntsings​​,      i don’t know what derek has her up to   )      but what is he if not wholly dedicated?            ❝      well,      since i’m here,      whattchya up to?      ❞

[batdone]

                              ‘    would    you    like    to       hear      my    voice    sprinkled with    emotion?  ’   /   @hauntsings​   +    nirvana     ‘oh   me’

[osgoblins-a]

                       interest implied in the cant of his head, suit clad shoulders shift, fabric wrinkling as he studies the other, he squints as if trying to focus.   is that a bow ?    interest spikes further at the idea, amusement trickling in the back of his mind in the form of malicious cackle. it does not escape his lips, staying trapped behind gapped teeth. 

                       “ any good with that thing ? ”    it almost sounds like genuine curiosity, no mockery tainting his tone, question masking demand: show me. 

⟢  @hauntsings​ : for clint︱  starter call   !

[roseguidedarc]

@hauntsings​ ASKED,   “ 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒎𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒐𝒏𝒆. 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒍𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆. “ 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒉𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒕𝒐 𝒐𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒂  

        𝐎𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐀 𝐂𝐀𝐍 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐋𝐘 𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝐀 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄 , 𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄.    she’s spent so long walking these hallways remembering sunlight shining, bright moments when that light in her children she wanted to hold onto forever was at it’s most radiant.   they were care free then, they were safe here,  but they aren’t anymore !   the worlds chewed them up, the ugly world with it’s snapping maw && horrible things that mother cannot protect them from.     (   he took them, he took them, he took them !   he took them from me !   i don’t blame him, i’m not angry.  not anymore.   )      ;      body is knelt in front of hugh,  eyes taking in the altered && time stained features that are so 𝓭𝓲𝓯𝓯𝓮𝓻𝓮𝓷𝓽    from what she remembered.   how long has it been?  olivia doesn’t know. . . she wants to ask, but apart of her is afraid.  asking means realizing && realizing means you see how much you missed.      ❝  you’ve always been my line, hugh.  without you i’d float away.  ❞   says the woman in a soft, gentle tone with stone cold fingers, pale skin frozen in time,  touch against his flesh.   it’s warm,  but olivia can only slightly feel that warmth.     ❝  we’ve always know each other inside && out.  we’ve never hidden anything from each other . . . well, those last few days   𝙳𝙾𝙽'𝚃   count. ❞   palm comes to fully carress his cheek, a smile spreading against lips.  olivia takes in a breath, head shaking slightly.    forehead comes to touch his,   ❝ you brought them home, hugh.  we can all be together now.  i’ve missed them, you, so much. ❞