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@vyrulent
this is a multimuse roleplay blog with muses that i’ve rp’d from over the years. due to working a full time salaried job, i am a primarily queue based blog. i’m 30+ and have been rping since like 2014/15. sometimes DEAD DOVE: DON'T EAT ( all tagged or under read more )
i'm foxxy. she/her. selective. private.
( horror ) ( fantasy/disney/myth ) ( DC )
( rules ) ( memes )
try + Queen Arianna from Tangled (I'm a sucker for Disney moms, sorry)
meme || @multiversalshenanigans
eeekkkkkk .... so I have never actually seen tangled x.x -- I think it's the only disney princess movie I haven't seen XD
not me thinking I could eat some cookies without having to lay down afterwards
send "try + a character" and the mun will try their hand at writing that character! can be used to test run a muse, or to simply see how that mun views the character!
Send a ✘ for a kiss from my muse
accidentally took the most beautiful drive home
"Idiots," I say, referring to the characters I have spent hundreds of my real life hours contemplating.
@pscentral event 49: literature ↳ THE LITTLE MERMAID (1989) dir. Ron Clements, John Musker
THE PRINCESS AND THE FROG 2009, dir. John Musker, Ron Clements
George Henry Edwards II (1859-1918), ‘Spirit of the Deep’, “Illustrated Sporting & Dramatic News”, Vol. 68, 1907-08 Source
Sally didn't quite know what to say when Lydia answered her, and so she just sat there silently for a few moments. It was a touch awkward but Sally was still used to a touch of awkwardness here and there. Her attempts at socialising in the beginning had been very awkward.
"I love it here. Halloween Town is all I've ever known." Sally replied, genuinely feeling the words. There was a part of her spirit that longed to see a little more, but there was no place that could ever compare to Halloween Town, not for her. This was where she belonged and since she had struck out on her own and she wasn't under the thumb of Dr Finkelstein, she really did love the town and most of it's residents.
"Which place do you love?"
"Halloween Town is all I've ever dreamed a town could be," Lydia answered. Though, there was something missing -- her family. She knew that reality would have to come back to her sooner rather than later.
She would have to go back to her life, but perhaps she could find her way back to this wonderful town of frightful delights.
"I'll have to go back soon ... back home," the goth admitted, a certain hint of sadness wafted through her words. "There's not really any places like this back home -- except for in October. That's when some towns lean really hard into Halloween. Salem does, for sure."
─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── She can still see her father in the shadows all around her, blood dried and caked all over his body, staining his white tshirt red. ❛ You know, Sam, you could use a friend. Teach her the ropes. How to be a killer. Just like your old man. ❜ Billy's voice rings throughout her mind and Sam takes a deep breath, counting down from ten while she digs in her bag for the medication she keeps there. Rummaging through the bag, the bottle clinks, pills rattling as her hand clutches that precious medication. She pops an Ativan into her mouth, letting it dissolve on her tongue before washing the foul taste of medicine out of her mouth with water.
❛ Podcast people, Stab directors. I don't think it ever goes away, ❜ she mutters. ❛ Sidney had to move to the mountains to get away from them. And the movies just keep on coming. What did Dr. Carol say to you on day one? To not let them get to you, right? ❜
It's been a year since Sam joined the support group, her own therapist urging her to seek comfort in a group filled with other final girls and work through their trauma together. Adrienne had been a camp counselor, Marilyn had been attacked by cannibals, and Dani? Dani's own brother tried to kill her. Sam couldn't imagine doing that to her sister. She'd carve her heart out from her chest with Billy's knife before letting anything harm Tara, and now months after starting the support group, Sam felt the same about the other final girls, but Amber? Amber was a new addition.
Sam had read about the murders, about Mick Taylor and the horrors he committed on the Gold Coast. Her heart went out to Amber, to all the final girls and the traumas they'd faced. ❛ You gotten a movie yet? ❜
Every girl that's went through a trauma has their quirks. Amber is no different. Where once she'd been a tanned beach lover that loved to wear shorty shorts and a bikini top, she is now clad in turtle necks and jeans no matter the boiling hot temperatures. She can't bare for anyone to see the myriad of scars that range across her body. It makes it all too real for people to see the violence that had been inflicted upon her. Words are one thing -- evidence of it is another.
She looks down at her coffee. Where once Amber was exuberant and always happy to meet a new friend, she's grown quieter.
"Uhm yeah -- lots of sequels and a TV show," she admits, chewing on her lower lip. She knows she's in the presence of others that have experienced the same thing. It's not new. The movies and the TV shows make it all the more real -- it shows just a peek into the violence for an audience to gobble up as entertainment. "Wolf Creek. They used a different survivor's story for it, though."
They never caught him. That's one of the things that has brought her to America.
"I came to America to get away from all of that -- and, I guess, a bit of -- what do they call it? Survivor's Guilt? My best friend was the traveler so I try to do as much as I can in her honor."
He always did appreciate her being a good listener - it's one of the many things that had made her more preferable than his other wives. It made him truly feel like he mattered, and wasn't just some fuckin' run-of-the-mill leader. One of these days he'd acquire about it, just as much he may tell her more about.. ... Lucille. But that's a subject that's carefully buried, and usually only threads about her were known within his community. Better that way, but...
A genuine smile spread across his expression, flicking his eyes over to Lucille. He wondered... what if he would open up about her? "There's a lot to it, just as... any other fuckin' story of goddamn mine." A sip of his alcohol, and he' ahh'ed. He shrugged. "Hell, maybe I'd tell you why I...." he trailed off. His weapon - such an intricately personal story, one he wasn't even completely over yet. He'd never let himself do such a thing, anyways - to let Lucille go. He cleared his throat. "No one truly fuckin' knows about my weapon."
A small twitch of an amused smile appeared, as he leaned back into that closer spot to play with her crotch more. Why the fuck not?
"Oh, have you now? Any exciting experiences?"
Such an easier topic to talk about.
Legs part ever so slightly, allowing him more expanse to the pale valley of her inner thighs. Never could it be said that she didn't enjoy Negan's touch. She'd never shrunk away from it -- even on that first night that they had "consummated" this farce of a marriage between themselves.
Yet, she still listens. He's on the precipice of revealing something to her that none of the other wives know about him. She's welcoming of it. While it's a marriage of convenience -- both receiving something from it -- Lisa does her best to be the image of a good wife.
Lisa had ideas about his past, but those thoughts were sewn together with bits and pieces that he's revealed in the past. There's not a complete picture, only a messy patchwork.
"You can trust me," she told him, her words softly offered.
At the mention of exciting experiences, she can't help but scoff.
"I wouldn't say that, really." A pause. Now it was her turn to reveal something about herself. "My ex husband was a real piece of shit during our divorce. We'd been together since we were kids and we made some ... home movies when we were like 20." Lisa allowed the implication to reside in the air with no further explanation. "He released them during the custody hearing -- being in a small town, it got around. I was fired from the school. I needed money so I did a gig for a few months at a titty bar," a smirk touched her lips as she cut her eyes towards him, "The Liquid Kitty. That's where my little trysts happened."
30 days of disney: day 10 - favorite song
“Part of Your World” - Alan Menken, Howard Ashman (The Little Mermaid)
What would I give if I could live Out of these waters What would I pay to spend a day Warm on the sand Betcha on land they understand That they don’t reprimand their daughters Bright young women, sick of swimming Ready to stand
THE PRINCESS AND THE FROG 2009, dir. John Musker, Ron Clements
HAVE THAT CHARACTER GAIN WEIGHT AS A SIGN OF HEALING: NOW
