Une Belle Mort - A Indie Horror Mumu Blog

A inclusive/non selective Indie Horror/Sci-Fi muse blog featuring canon and oc muses from Fear the Walking Dead, The Walking Dead, Scream (TV and Movies), American Horror Story and more. Mun is 20+ and muses are all 18+. This is a sideblog to silentiumxamoris. Please read my rules and read about my muses before interacting. Contact me with any questions!

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00:00:00 (from Lulu over on unebellamort)

Michael looked down at his hand, curious of why the numbers were all zeros now. Then it hit him. They were there. Right near him. In an odd way he was relieved thinking that the numbers were just a mere joke and was always going to just reset if his soulmate just died or something, but here they were. He looked up and saw a young woman in front of him as he made his way into the room.

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@antiarchangel continued from here

The vampire was currently in the middle of a crowd at the carnival they'd taken to being a part of, entertaining them as she danced around and twirled, using a paintbrush and marking a canvas with red 'paint', though to anyone that knew the smell of blood, they'd know what it was. Glancing down at her arm, she stopped in her tracks and her face lit up even more (if that were even possible) and she squealed, hugging a random stranger. "They're here! It's not a lie, it's real!" Glancing about, she caught Michael making his way towards her. "Holy Elsa Mars, it's an angel..."

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@prxdigalsxns (oskar/eli)

Eli seemed frustrated, growing increasingly agitated as the days passed because she was growing hungry. The blood bags they'd managed to get their hands on weren't doing the trick and it took a matter of weeks before she went and killed a homeless man. Someone that no one would miss. Coming back to the hotel room they were staying in, covered in blood, she had glanced towards Oskar before lowering her head and making her way to the bathroom. It was nearly an hour before she came out, her voice soft as she ran her hands through her hair. "I'm sorry."

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[vhsmeme]

* pet sematary prompts

pet sematary is a novel by stephen king. tw: blood.

‘ scared? honey, what for? ’

‘ that one will bruise. ’

‘ come on, gang. ’

‘ half a day is bad enough. ’

‘ i guess maybe i ought to tell you now, while you’re feeling sorry for me. ’

‘ do you want me to tuck you in? ’

‘ your nose is bleeding. ’

‘ but don’t look for me, or stay up. we’ve had a hell of a day. ’

‘ because it’s my mess. ’

‘ do you know what faith is? ’

‘ only children tell the whole truth, you know. that’s what makes them children. ’

‘ no one can guarantee that. ’

‘ it’s going to leave a scar. ’

‘ dreams are funny, aren’t they? ’

‘ coping. ’

‘ please, honey. ’

‘ lost a lot of sleep. ’

‘ no, no, no, no, no – ’

‘ it’s m-m-mean! ’

‘ probably be pissed off if you didn’t. ’

‘ sometimes people have to do things that just seem right. that seem right in their hearts, i mean. ’

‘ put some heat on it when you go to bed. ’

‘ you don’t have to shout at me! ’

‘ that day i blew up at you… ’

‘ you keep on the path and all’s well. you get off it and the next thing you know you’re lost if you’re not lucky. ’

‘ try to see. try to be kind. it doesn’t hurt you. ’

‘ just follow me. follow me and don’t look down. ’

‘ is this home? ’

‘ when it started not to hurt, it started not to matter. ’

‘ sometimes dead is better. ’

‘ god knows there is enough of that in any human being’s life, isn’t there? ’

‘ stop it. ’

‘ maybe it shouldn’t, but it does. ’

‘ scared of what? dying? ’

‘ and you know me. when i get scared, i get defensive. ’

‘ what do you say, asshole? ’

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idlehumanity‌:

Couldn’t fight with Taylor there. Girls always looked great regardless of the clothing pattern they donned, case in point. “True, if you wore 1950s polka dots I’d still kiss you.” Heather pretended to think for a moment. “Maybe.” Laughing at Taylor’s next comment, she shook her head. “I still can’t believe you let yourself wear that rubber suit; they’d have to pay me to get into that death trap.”

Tonight had gone swimmingly. It was surprising, Heather wasn’t anticipating Taylor to ease back into the horror scene she loved. But she definitely thought too soon; the Satanic room’s vibe just seemed so off for this type of establishment. Of course, it was a part of the haunt but, there was just something that didn’t sit right with Heather. The blood was fake, the child voices were fake, and the props in the room were fake. Then what was it?

Taylor’s labored breathing cut Heather out of her reverie, gaze honing back on the other woman. Her distress was obvious and while Heather was so fixated on this room’s aura, she cared more about Taylor feeling safe. Nodding quickly, she gave her girlfriend’s hand a squeeze. “Of course,” replied, already guiding them out the room. A few moments later a figure dressed as a demon emerged from behind the altar decoration, abandoning the dead body of the actor he murdered before wandering towards the doorway the couple had just gone through.

Taylor wanted to believe that she could look good in a potato sack, and yes the thought did cross her mind to try at one point, so she was pretty confident in what she wore unless it was a dress. Dresses were the devil's way of torture in her opinion. "I mean, I felt super sexy and it hugged my curves in all the right way. Asher had a hard on an entire night too which came in handy for after the party. It's easier if you use baby oil on your skin too. Learned that from Evan Peters."

The room was sending Taylor into overdrive and all her brain could think of was Hell Fest and how she'd swallowed down that feeling and it had been a mistake. She'd learned to listen to her gut after that. She wanted out. Taylor was close to having a god damn panic attack - or maybe a heart attack who knows the more her eyes darted around the room.

She appreciated Heather's willingness to just get the fuck out of there and the moment they were outside, Taylor leaned against the building and tried to slow her breathing back to normal. Something though was making her sick to her stomach and she sucked it up as she stood and made her way back over to Heather, gripping her hand again. "Sorry."

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[traumaoverlooked]

19 (from taylor >.<)

Violent Action Starters

    The pain didn’t phase him. Not in fact over the years Michael had come to enjoy pain more than he probably should. She was annoyed with him. He was ignoring her and she didn’t like that. She’d come to his room to see him. He had work, emails and what not to answer.

    Her teeth met the flesh of his neck and she bit down. Michael hissed. His actions were fast as he stood and turned. A large hand gripped her throat and he pushed her into the nearby wall.

   Michael’s eyes turned black for a second, before he blinked and relaxed. “You have attention now. What is it you want?” He smirked.

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[silentiumxamoris]

Okay so here’s the deal, a couple of days ago I had an accident and my shoulder was hurting. Over the last two days it’s gotten progressively worse and the pain is intense despite pills and that cream stuff that has lidocaine in it. I’m wearing an arm sling. What does all this mean? Ya girl here might be a little slow for a while as her tendons heal their happy ass selves. Bear with me please and you’re free to IM me or add me to discord (if you want it just ask)

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Hit the heart (or reblog) for a starter from one of the following muses: Audrey Jensen (Scream Series), Riley Marra (Scream Series), Tiffany Valentine (Child's Play franchise), Ginger Fitzgerald (Ginger Snaps), Kirby Reed (Scream 4), Lulu Johnson (AHS OC) or Destiny Blake (AHS OC). Please read my rules before liking! And if you want a specific muse please comment or IM me.

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wingsandahalo‌:

“Yeah, I get it, you’re hilarious.” Felix fought the urge to roll his eyes at her, knowing it wouldn’t be worth the headache to start arguing with her. Their moral compasses clearly did not point in the same directions and nothing would change that. So she brought up a valid point - why did he continue to get involved with her? His first thought was that old adage of keeping your enemies close. He found some comfort in knowing what the loose cannon was up to, even if he hated watching it. If he ever watched her do something completely inappropriate he would step in. “We can have fun together but why does it have to be at the expense of others? Why does it have to be so mean?” Sometimes Felix wished he didn’t have as much compassion that he did. His existence didn’t make much sense - a being that relied on hunting to survive yet existed with a beating heart and a conscience. Nothing could explain why he was the way he was, and everyone friend or group he spent time with felt wrong.

Lulu enjoyed getting on Felix's nerves - it was probably because he was so nice and didn't seem to have a dark side, unlike Destiny. The vampire would never fully understand that what she was doing was wrong, her brain wasn't wired that way in life and her mother had given her death it only got worse. Things twisted inside her of her head and she didn't know right from wrong. "Fine, we'll do something that's nice. Whatever that is," Lulu dropped the balloon she'd been holding onto the bucket with the others and walked over, looping her arm in his. "What are we doing then? I'll have you know that I'm a little bit peckish too but I'll try to behave myself."

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idlehumanity‌:

Taylor was getting there, slowly but surely. There was a familiar twinkle of mischief in the woman’s eye as they walked through the haunt, one Heather would have bet she wouldn’t have had under any other circumstances. She was glad; a blissful sense of pride washed over her for Taylor. The human mind could be quite resilient when it needed to be Heather learned.

“Does it make you want to go home and buy your own morph suit?” She teased, snickering slightly as they walked past the actor. “Because I think you could rock the shit out of that.” Naturally, they stepped out from the wall to ‘surprise’ the two women. It elicited a grin from Heather, glancing quickly at Taylor before they stepped into the next room.

Heather didn’t get scared; she had no fears nor qualms regarding the world around her. But stepping into the next room made a feeling of dread to pool in her stomach. Between the distorted cherub voices singing satanic praises, the all too real altar to praise the dark lord, and how thick the air got was… unsettling. Unconsciously, she went into high alert, absorbing every detail of the room she possibly could.

Taylor could feel her heart pounding in her chest from testing herself and the knowledge that she knew from, what she liked calling it, her previous life and was actually quite happy that she still had most of the where's and whys - she'd never forgotten the one thing Natalie told her and that looked at the hands when passing a lot of bodies.

"Well, I think I'd look smashing in checkers, don't you? Can't be as hard to get out of as that Rubberman suit - let me tell you, that thing hurt even with oil slathered on my skin." Once the guy stepped out and they were walking past, Taylor grinned and flipped them off.

Her back was turned to the room when they walked in but Tay immediately stopped once they passed the beam that turned things on. Slowly, Taylor turned and she didn't realize her breaths were coming out shaky. Everything about this place set her nerves on edge and she had that feeling like she had when they had been faced with the guy in the school haunt. Tugging on Heather's arm, Taylor tried to get her to leave the room. "I want to get out of here. Now."

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chaosxwon‌:

Keep reading

"Let her try, I'll take it and beat her upside the head with it. She hates me and I know it. Didn't even want me here so I'm entirely sure why I got to stay."

Taylor didn't answer his question about coming to his room on purpose with nothing on. He already knew the answer to that question. Her body wanted him, ached for him in a way that scared Taylor just a little bit and when she saw his eyes black, the raven-haired beauty seemed to get even more excited. A whimper escaped her lips at the hair pull but she let her head go willingly, even tugging against his hand just to feel the sting against her scalp.

When he told her to beg in that tone, her entire body shivered and her tongue swept over her lips, debating holding off just to see what more he'd do to her but the want for him won out as her legs moved against his sides. "I'm yours. Do whatever you want to me, just please, please fuck me Michael. Please."

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Taylor's so heart eyes for Michael that I definitely think if he said he was ending the world this bitch would follow him until her ass is dead. Like are demons a thing in AHS yet? Cause I'm pretty sure that Taylor would definitely try to become one to stay by her man's side?

And how did I fall down the rabbit hole so hard with this ship. wtf.

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“Don’t touch that!”

Tiffany frowned a bit, fingers dancing along the keys of the laptop that had been left open. "You know I've never been good at following orders sweetie. Maybe you should ask nicely and I'll think about it. What’s so important on here anyway?"

[vaememes]

 🎃    HALLOWEEN   SENTENCE    PROMPTS  !

​❝ happy halloween! ❞

❝ are you going to go to this halloween part with me tonight? ❞

❝ it’s halloween, so everyone is going to be dressed up. ❞

​❝ is that your idea of a costume? ❞

❝ i thought we agreed to stay in and have a horror movie marathon. ❞

❝ i went to the store and bought all new halloween decorations. ❞

​❝ are you going to help me put up these halloween lights? ❞

​❝ it’s halloween and we are spending it by going to a haunted house. ❞

​❝ i have plans halloween night, unlike you. ❞

​❝ we can always go to the pumpkin patch instead. ❞

​❝ are you going to help me carve these pumpkins or not? ❞

​❝ aww, where’s your halloween spirit? ❞

​❝ look, i carved this pumpkin all by myself, what do you think? ❞

​❝ wanna go out with me for halloween? ❞

​❝ come on, halloween’s not so bad. it’s actually fun. ❞

​❝ okay, i’ve got the best ghost story, wanna hear? ❞

​❝ let’s go trick-or-treating! ❞

❝ are you going to take me trick or treating this year again? ❞

​❝ come on, we have to go buy costumes for this party. ❞

​❝ it’s going to be cold on halloween, are you sure you want to wear that? ❞

​❝ you are literally the same thing every year for halloween. ❞

​❝ please, enough with the pumpkin spice. ❞

​❝ how about a pumpkin spice latte? ❞

❝ please, never use fake blood for a halloween prank. ❞

❝ oh no, please, tell me this isn’t another one of your ideas for a halloween prank. ❞

❝ you think you can scare me? ❞

❝ remember to always check your candy! ❞

❝ where is all the candy i just bought? ❞

❝ we are not going to a cemetery just because it may or may not be haunted. ❞

❝ i’m not going in a graveyard, are you crazy? ❞

❝ i’m going to dress up as the grim reaper because i feel like death. ❞

❝ trick or treat. ❞

❝ want to trade out some of our candy? ❞

❝ we should do a halloween game, like truth or dare ‘cept it’s trick or treat? ❞

❝ what school has a halloween dance party? ❞

❝ what are you going as for halloween this year? ❞

❝ are we really going to carve all these pumpkins? ❞

❝ you know, that was the best halloween party ever. ❞

❝ i’m going to a halloween party and you’re not invited. ❞

❝ you should totally come with me for this halloween thing tonight. ❞

❝ we can stay up late and watch scary movies. ❞

❝ i wanna make sure that my jack-o-lantern is the best! ❞

❝ let’s see who can carve there pumpkins the fastest! ❞

❝ i can’t believe they put some of these costumes on the racks. ❞

❝ what’s the point in decorating your house for just one night? ❞

❝ i’ve got a spooky story for you, if you want to hear. ❞

❝ do we have to go to this haunted trail? ❞

❝ that haunted trail/house sucked, i want my money back. ❞

❝ i didn’t see you at the halloween festival earlier. ❞

❝ i have to take my ______ trick or treating, or else i would. ❞

❝ are you going to the halloween thing they are having today? ❞

❝ do you really think the dead are roaming free among us on halloween night? ❞

❝ halloween is my favorite holiday, so i’m going with or without you. ❞

❝ you want to help me set up this halloween party? ❞

❝ this is going to be the best halloween of all time. ❞

❝ i’m just saying, let loose and have some fun for a change. ❞

❝ we should just make our own costumes. ❞

❝ we’re definitely getting matching costumes.  ❞

❝ i entered are names for this costume contest, one of us will definitely win. ❞

❝ i do not want to be in a costume contest. ❞

❝ wait, what? you don’t want to do anything at all on halloween night? ❞

❝ well, it’s over. now we have to wait all the way until next year. ❞