SEPTEMBER ROSE.

independent dana ward, written by kq!!

[katolomb-deactivated20190813]

girl power nissevors?

[veryaccommodating-blog]

gavegifts.

      “if my sister were here she’d give it to you for free.” but charlie isn’t the prize corner attendant, and sammy has been warned strictly not to flirt via free merchandise, so dana’s out of luck. “foxy the pirate’s gonna run you up 750 tickets. word of advice, though? midnight motorist gets you at least 100 tickets per win. that and skee ball are your best bets if you don’t wanna spend all your money on tokens.”

                    “i’ll keep that in mind.” she beams at the suggestion, relieved to know that she won’t be stuck working for it all day. ( well, probably not. she’ll have to rotate with a bunch of seven year olds, but they’ll scatter at the first sight of cake. dana is stronger than that. ) she’s about to turn and get to work, before she pauses, head canting to the side. she can trust him to tell her the truth, more than the boys she came with. “it’s name is really foxy?”

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earlytaken.

    “candy cadet?” it’s a vaguely popular attraction, like one of those candy claw machines that you can never lose at, but one people hardly ever have any complaints or comments about. michael furrows his brows. “is it out of order or something?”

                     “or something.” dana confirms, with a weak smile. “it told me a story, about...” she trails off, to smile at a passing child. she’s not an employee, but she feels a vague sense of responsibility to not mentally scar kids. “about a man stitching--” lowering her voice even further, she leans in. “stitching people together.”

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littlestheart.

     john’s never been in a world war, himself, but he’s read enough about the ‘thousand yard stare’ that he thinks he might be exemplifying it right now. his gaze only focuses when he’s called out to. he thinks her name might be diana, or something close. he’s not the best with peripheral friends of the party hat squad. “ — i’m pretty sure every kid in there today had the flu, or got it. there’s just — ” he gives a shudder. “ — puke. everywhere.”

                    “oh.” she murmurs, a look of disgust crossing her features. “ew.” it’s better than her irrational worry that something genuinely disturbing was going on, though. so, in a weird way, dana’s kind of glad for the flu coming to hurricane. “does he need... extra hands, maybe?” even as she offers, she winces. puke is gross, but she’s grown accustomed to in, recently.

[veryaccommodating-blog]

                    she’s popping a piece of candy into her mouth, when she approaches the nearest familiar-looking fazbear employee, looking vaguely dazed. “have you played with the candy robot?” dana asks, keeping her voice low. // @earlytaken

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                    “everything alright, in there?” she’s been sitting on the hood of her car for nearly twenty minutes, now, waiting for carlton to emerge. dana’s taken on the task of giving him a ride home, while the majority of her new ‘group’ is in salt lake, at some concert. now, part of her is regretting not tagging along. “he poked his head out, like, fifteen minutes ago and told me not to come in.” // @littlestheart

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                    “how many tickets, for that one?” she asks, pointing to the cute fox plushy. people have been calling him ‘foxy’ but dana’s really not sure if they’re making a furry joke, or if that’s actually that mascot’s name. better safe than sorry, though. she’s still new to the pizzeria and the last thing she needs is a reputation for giving animatronics pet names. // @gavegifts

[tarjeiholms]

[cherubiccallow]

Wanting to RP a ship but not having anyone to RP it with like

[lotuslate]

[muserhq]

‘He loved you.’ She nodded, “Yes, he did. But, he didn’t love himself. He saw himself as a bad guy, a guy who destroyed the good and ruined everything in his path. So, he forced himself to do just that. To ruin us, destroy what we had.’ ‘Would you go back?’ 'Yes.’ Because as sick as it was, even if he chose to break her again, she would do anything to have him one more time.

g.m. ‡ tales that weren’t meant to be told #14 (via muserhq)

[pessimisin]

(ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

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im feelin

sillay

[im-diamonds-youre-dust]

[feel-the-lyrics]

I used to let some people tell me how to live and what to be but if I can’t be me, the fuck’s the point?

Ariana Grande - I Don’t Care (via feel-the-lyrics)

[blushful]

[gansevy]