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[ask-kit-walker-blog]

Murder House Roleplay

Kit and Alma Walker had recently moved into the Murder House shortly after their secret marriage. He'd upped and left his family, so called 'friends', and his job for Alma, the one he loved. Alma was asleep upstairs in the master bedroom whilst he was downstairs in the kitchen unpacking the last of the boxes; with Alma being pregnant, he liked to make sure she had little stress on her as possible. Despite the history, it seemed like a nice place. 

[briartate-blog]

House Hunting// jamiefringe AU

Tate had skipped three consecutive days of class, and had every intention of taking a fourth day off. His lessons were boring, and everyone seemed to be in fervor, talking about JFK. He couldn't understand what the big fuss was in having a Catholic president, but his ears had grown weary of listening to the rabble, so he'd decided to take a tour of the neighborhood on the other end of town, unexplored and in desperate need of chaos. He walked up the street, hand extended to hold the tiny digits of his girlfriend Violet's hand. Tate knew that the passersby could only see a boy sticking his arm out to his side into the air, but it hardly mattered to him. Violet wanted to take a tour of the "Murder House", so he promised her a tour, a little date for the two of them. After giggling some boards and tapping a window open, the two ended up inside.

"Is this what you wanted, darling? It's a little spooky if you ask me, but you always did have a penchant for the stranger things...like me."

Off in the distance, there was a loud thud. Tate jumped, ready to pull Violet close to his side, but she'd disappeared, the way she always did when something frightened her. Now it was Tate alone in the house, unsure if he should press forward or retreat.