#mistressofnightmares

[screamqueenvinnie]

@mistressofnightmares liked for a 420 starter

she took another long hit of the joint and smiled as she settled onto her bed a little more, resting her back on the headboard. she smiled softly as she closed her eyes and could feel herself no longer caring about things that were going on. all the customers she hated no longer bugged her and all the times she wanted to kick the shit out of her dad no longer crossed her mind. she could hear someone downstairs and she couldn’t help but stir slightly. “can you be quieter, i’m trying to relax here,” she called out from her bed.

[lilrrred-blog]

@mistressofnightmares

Redd walked out of her small home to find M a x in his wolf form barking at some stranger. She was wiping lamb’s blood from her hands ( Max’s favorite ) with a damp washcloth. Her beastly companion bared his teeth at the visitor, saliva dripping from his maw. Redd let out a whistle and trudged down the mud path to where they were standing off. “Spot, knock it off,” she nonchalantly commanded the ‘dog’. “Can I help you with something?” She asked, now directing the person with a weary purse of her lips. 

[riseuprunaway-archive-blog]

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“Listen, I’m not gonna give ya the park’s recipe for Butterbeer. What makes you think I’m even remotely knowledgeable about that? The recipes on the internet are close enough, it’s no big deal.”

Eddie was at a loss to explain things to this other person, just because he was employed at Universal Studios Orlando as one part of a much larger, darker secret doesn’t mean that he was privvy to the much smaller, benign secrets involved in running a large theme park. He could tell you about any nook and cranny as much as any employee or frequent parkgoer, but the culinary details of popular, super specialized park food eluded him.