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Ind. Sel. Priv. Amanda Young from Saw and DBD. Baptised by Kit/Quinn

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𝙸 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 […] 𝙰𝚖 𝙸 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚜𝚊v𝚎𝚍? 𝙰𝚖 𝙸 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚝?

TRAPTISED

Ind. Sel. Priv. Amanda Young from Saw and DBD. Baptised by Kit/Quinn

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Starter call for Mandy !!! I'll get to them later this afternoon!!!

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SAW X TRAILER OUT MANDY MUSE RETURN

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@hxpeoftheverse 𝐋𝐄𝐅𝐓 𝐀 𝐌𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐀𝐆𝐄:

"Mandy, baby, please- Don't do this!" (Rey is here-)

❝ Rey... I wouldn't do anything to you. Don't you trust me anymore? Besides, you're strong enough to break your confines. You have a choice. Either look away, or help me. I can't lift someone so heavy on my own. ❞

[hxpeoftheverse]

traptised​:

In an unintentional admission of guilt, she pulls her sleeve over her hand. She sniffles and avoids looking at Rey directly. They’ve already caught her.

“Everyone else gave up on me. Why haven’t you? I’m not worth your effort or time. I wasn’t worth anyone’s time. Not even my fucking parents’. I’m a walking corpse at this point.” She mutters.

“I don’t know how to help myself anymore. Every time I try, I’m right back to being a washed up junkie.”

That’s when they soften, taking the body away from the situation to hold her tight and keep her from crumbling to the floor when the pressure got too great. “I haven’t given up because you’re my girl. I made that promise when we first started going out and I’ve kept it. You mean more to me than anything in this world. I love you.” They whisper into her ear, softly running a hand through her hair. “I need you to put your faith in me. Let me help you.”

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Mandy hiccups out a sob, clinging to Rey as if her life depends on it. Which, it might as well. She buries her face in their chest. She needs to trust them. She knows they want what's best for her.

She gives them a short nod, silently agreeing to put her faith in them— where it belonged.

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@hxpeoftheverse 𝐋𝐄𝐅𝐓 𝐀 𝐌𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐀𝐆𝐄:

"Mandy, baby, please- Don't do this!" (Rey is here-)

❝ Rey... I wouldn't do anything to you. Don't you trust me anymore? Besides, you're strong enough to break your confines. You have a choice. Either look away, or help me. I can't lift someone so heavy on my own. ❞

[hxpeoftheverse]

traptised​:

She freezes. “And who the fuck said I wasn’t clean?!” She asks, angrily, despite it being clear as day that she wasn’t. Amanda can feel the tears running down her face.

“I made a promise to John that I would continue his work, and that’s what I’m doing! My fucking SAC is dead, and even if she wasn’t she wouldn’t see me because I’m too broken to be fixed!” She shouts, sniffling. Her voice was breaking, she was breaking…

“I don’t want to fucking exist! I never did! But I’m doing something for once in my fucking life and I’m helping people!”

“I can see the marks in your fucking hand. Got too many in your arms to inject there.” They stand their ground despite knowing that this could be dangerous. She was already known to do heinous things to people that she felt did wrong, Rey could never think they had a pass. “Right, right, because all the promises you made to him mean more to you than anything you promised me. The person who has held you every night, who went to every meeting with you.” Going into one of their pockets, they pulled out a folded paper and held it between their fingers. “The person who signed to be your sponsor and swore to take care of you.” Rey shook their head, tucking it away and crossing their arms over their chest. “You say you’re helping people, but when are you gonna start helping yourself? I put all my trust into you, Amanda, but you’re still following John when he called you a failure and I called you the best thing that’s ever happened to me.”

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In an unintentional admission of guilt, she pulls her sleeve over her hand. She sniffles and avoids looking at Rey directly. They've already caught her.

"Everyone else gave up on me. Why haven't you? I'm not worth your effort or time. I wasn't worth anyone's time. Not even my fucking parents'. I'm a walking corpse at this point." She mutters.

"I don't know how to help myself anymore. Every time I try, I'm right back to being a washed up junkie."

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@hxpeoftheverse 𝐋𝐄𝐅𝐓 𝐀 𝐌𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐀𝐆𝐄:

"Mandy, baby, please- Don't do this!" (Rey is here-)

❝ Rey... I wouldn't do anything to you. Don't you trust me anymore? Besides, you're strong enough to break your confines. You have a choice. Either look away, or help me. I can't lift someone so heavy on my own. ❞

[hxpeoftheverse]

traptised​:

“Do what to you? I’m not hurting you. I’m not making you do anything. You can either look away, or help me carry someone who needs to be tested.” She states matter-of-factly. It was clear she was using again, she was paranoid and fidgety. It wasn’t Mandy. It just wasn’t her anymore. She wasn’t herself when she used, that was clear. She looked like shit too.

“Help me or leave. Don’t try to convince me not to do this. It won’t work.”

“You promised me you wouldn’t do this. You wouldn’t make traps anymore, you wouldn’t put me in them as a way to take people.” They finally bust themself free, a distinct anger rising into their eyes. They could see the truth in every little move she made, one of the few things they got from their old man. “You told me you would stay clean.”

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She freezes. "And who the fuck said I wasn't clean?!" She asks, angrily, despite it being clear as day that she wasn't. Amanda can feel the tears running down her face.

"I made a promise to John that I would continue his work, and that's what I'm doing! My fucking SAC is dead, and even if she wasn't she wouldn't see me because I'm too broken to be fixed!" She shouts, sniffling. Her voice was breaking, she was breaking...

"I don't want to fucking exist! I never did! But I'm doing something for once in my fucking life and I'm helping people!"

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@hxpeoftheverse 𝐋𝐄𝐅𝐓 𝐀 𝐌𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐀𝐆𝐄:

"Mandy, baby, please- Don't do this!" (Rey is here-)

❝ Rey... I wouldn't do anything to you. Don't you trust me anymore? Besides, you're strong enough to break your confines. You have a choice. Either look away, or help me. I can't lift someone so heavy on my own. ❞

[hxpeoftheverse]

“You promised me you wouldn’t do this to me.” Even without the smell reaching their nose, their nerves are enough throw their stomach like a football. Even if they wanted to escape, they were still far too scared to do anything about it. “You promised me...”

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"Do what to you? I'm not hurting you. I'm not making you do anything. You can either look away, or help me carry someone who needs to be tested." She states matter-of-factly. It was clear she was using again, she was paranoid and fidgety. It wasn't Mandy. It just wasn't her anymore. She wasn't herself when she used, that was clear. She looked like shit too.

"Help me or leave. Don't try to convince me not to do this. It won't work."

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𝙸 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 […] 𝙰𝚖 𝙸 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚜𝚊v𝚎𝚍? 𝙰𝚖 𝙸 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚝?

TRAPTISED

Ind. Sel. Priv. Amanda Young from Saw and DBD. Baptised by Kit/Quinn

[fantasywritten]

@traptised asked: ❛  so what am i?  ❜ ( For Cecil-)

WERE THEY REALLY doing this right now? Cecil just wanted to do things the exact same way they’d been doing them before. He didn’t want to have to talk about it or define what their RELATIONSHIP meant. Sighing deeply, he ran a hand over his face. “I don’t know, Mandy. I mean, I CARE ABOUT YOU, like… a lot.” Shrugging lightly, he leaned against the back of the couch, groaning as he stared up at the ceiling. “Why, what do YOU think we are?”

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Amanda frowns, crossing her arms over her chest. "I was... hoping that we're dating. I care about you too. I think it's... The closest to love I've ever felt."

"I just... Fuck, man, I want us to eventually maybe even get better. Get off this shit and... And just be fuckin' normal..."

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[ Text ] : Um, Mandy don’t be mad at me, but I used a Ouija board and I think the spirit world is like… angry??? (From Cecil ahskajjs)

[TEXT]: Ceec what the fuck

[TEXT]: do we know any priests????

[TEXT]: our apartment is gonna b haunted as shit now babes

Mandy sighs and pinches the bridge of her nose. Why the fuck did this happen to them.

[TEXT]: find a priest ill be home in like 10 mins.

[goodvibesandmemes]

MISCELLANEOUS MEMES: Random Texts Vol 2 📱  ↳ Please feel free to tweak them etc.

[ Text ] : Wow! What did you do? [ Text ] : I’m serious, [ he / she / they ] just sends me memes, no matter what I say, memes. [ Text ] : I just want to know if you’re OK. That’s all. [ Text ] : Do you speak emoji?  [ Text ] : I made cookies, if that sweetens the pot? [ Text ] : I’m just so busy this weekend is all, I’m planning to binge watch Star Trek [ Text ] : You never listen to me. [ Text ] : Um, [ name ] don’t be mad at me, but I used a Ouija board and I think the spirit world is like… angry??? [ Text ] : You’re not as charming as you think you are. [ Text ] : Where does one even buy an athame? [ Text ] : I bought this thing on amazon, I don’t remember what it’s for, or why, it looks kinda cool though? [ Text ] : Why are you like this? [ Text ] : You’re such a helicopter parent. [ Text ] : You have like 5,000 clovers worth of luck, and here’s me walking around like I smashed a trillion mirrors. [ Text ] : Cute, but no dice. [ Text ] : You need to get home now. It’s an emergency. [ Text ] : Oh my god [ person ] is being such a dick I’ve left [ him / her / them ] on read. [ Text ] : Yeah I’m not coming over to watch you guys have a dick measuring contest, I’ll pass. [ Text ] : Sure, jan 🤔 [ Text ] : Not to be dramatic, but I think I might be a vampire. [ Text ] : I was wondering if you wanted to stay over tonight. [ Text ] : OK, [ name ], promise not to be mad when I tell you this, OK? [ Text ] : I’m going to make this really, really clear: NO FUCKING WAY [ Text ] : Why am I like this? [ Text ] : I just saw a UFO, I swear to god it was right there, hanging in the sky, exactly the way bricks don’t. [ Text ] : How do you sleep at night? [ Text ] : God forbid that I get any of the Cheetos before you gremlins eat them all, GOD. FORBID. [ Text ] : Well this is inconvenient…. 😒 [ Text ] : Hey, how about you get some of that funky rainbow popcorn, and we can snuggle up and watch a movie tonight? [ Text ] : That’s the code word. It’s a code word. Oh my god [ name ] I can’t believe you forgot the code word already! [ Text ] : You know, I could use one of those machiavellian schemes of yours right now… [ Text ] : OH MY GOD, send pictures. [ Text ] : Have you actually been listening to anything I’ve said at all? [ Text ] : What did you just say to me? [ Text ] : I can’t go to jail! I have a [ dog / cat / pet ]! I’m all [ he / she ] has! [ Text ] : You’re a genius [ name ]! I know exactly what I need to do! [ Text ] : Would it be weird if I asked [ him / her / them ] to marry me? idk like I kind of want to, I think that would be… idk nice. [ Text ] : I can’t understand you [ name ] are you drunk? [ Text ] : You can’t just act like it didn’t happen. [ Text ] : Do werewolves prefer chicken or steak? Asking for a friend.

[grackle-bone]

Reblog if its OKAY for your muse to be mentioned in threads with other muses.

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Short hiatus notice btw:

A few weeks maybe.

[fantasywritten]

@traptised (continued from here)

IT WASN’T HER PLACE to talk about it. That’s why Jill had waited. She’d assumed John would’ve told Amanda at some point, or Amanda would’ve found out on her own… but LEAVE IT TO JOHN to hide the truth from her.

Jill was afraid of Amanda — afraid of the things she’d done, afraid of the things she COULD DO. But she knew deep down that Amanda wasn’t a bad person. She was being manipulated. All Jill had wanted to do was to help her and the others; that hadn’t gone well. But she could always try again.

“NO… no, Amanda. It’s not your fault.” Shaking her head, Jill resisted the urge to grab the other woman by the shoulders. She didn’t want to overstep her boundaries. “You can’t blame yourself for THE ACTIONS OF OTHERS.” She was talking about John, not Cecil. Cecil had made a mistake, a FATAL one, one that she hated him for. And yet, she would’ve never in a million years wished that fate upon him. He wasn’t a bad person, either.

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❝  JILL... I pressured Cecil to go in that night. I-I'm the reason all of this happened... ❞ She didn't want to admit it, but she had to. She couldn't let Cecil get all the blame for that night. ❝ I ruined your lives, You and John... Fuck, fuck.... ❞ She wanted to punch a wall, but instead she dug her nails into her arms, still crying.

❝ I know you hate me. I know you do... But I didn't mean for it to happen. I-I'm sorry about Gideon, I deserved Cecil's fate, I know. I know, I'm sick, I need help, but it's... It's not help you can give me. It's the kind of help only... ❞ She swallowed thickly. ❝ The kind of help only a bullet can give me. ❞

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@fantasywritten 𝐋𝐄𝐅𝐓 𝐀 𝐌𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐀𝐆𝐄: [ Text ] : I think my apartment is haunted lol.. I say lol but I’m actually worried 🙃 send help. (From Cecil)

[ 𝚃𝙴𝚇𝚃 𝙵𝚁𝙾𝙼 𝙼𝙰𝙽𝙳𝚈 𝙲𝙴𝙻𝙻; 𝚃𝙾 𝙲𝙴𝙴𝙲 ] : 𝚒 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚒𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚜 𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚘𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎.

[ 𝚃𝙴𝚇𝚃 𝙵𝚁𝙾𝙼 𝙼𝙰𝙽𝙳𝚈 𝙲𝙴𝙻𝙻; 𝚃𝙾 𝙲𝙴𝙴𝙲 ] : 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚐𝚘𝚝 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚏𝚏 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚎, 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚝. 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚒𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚙 𝚒𝚏 𝚒 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚖𝚎, 𝚔𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚝?

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"you know she means well, Ceec." Mandy chuckles. She nods though. God, is she ready. She ties the tourniquet around her forearm and clenches her fist, flicking her vein a couple times until she's finally ready.

The minute she's got her shot of 'medication' as she says to strangers who question her, she releases the tourniquet and gives it to Cecil. It's one of those rubber ones, and she never really knows if Cecil keeps his, so she always carries several.

"A present from me to you," she joked quietly.

She would do just about anything for Cecil. Maybe that's her biggest flaw. But she really would. They were at the very least friends with benefits, though Mandy told herself he was her boyfriend – whether it was true or not.

[laurens-german]

TITANIC (1997) dir. James Cameron

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𝙸 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 […] 𝙰𝚖 𝙸 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚜𝚊v𝚎𝚍? 𝙰𝚖 𝙸 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚝?

TRAPTISED

Ind. Sel. Priv. Amanda Young from Saw and DBD. Baptised by Kit/Quinn