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𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘦    𝘣𝘺    𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵    (2019)    𝘭𝘺𝘳𝘪𝘤    𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴.

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        𝘞𝘌𝘚𝘛    𝘖𝘍    𝘞𝘖𝘙𝘋𝘚. ‘  there’s    a    world    we    knew    as    we.  ’ ‘  a    story    entered;      a    tiny    key    we    turned.  ’ ‘  we’re    falling    through    the    ground    &    falling    slow.  ’ ‘  the    house    is    tumbling    down.  ’ ‘  still,      we    know,      we    know,      all    that    yearns.  ’ ‘  a    rose    remembered    draws    us    onward.  ’ ‘  there’s    a    golden    silver    song    in    the    afternoon.  ’ ‘  he’s    calling    you.  ’ ‘  something    whispers    of    something    gone.  ’ ‘  a    little    cheshire    purrs.  ’

        𝘋𝘖𝘞𝘕    𝘛𝘏𝘌    𝘏𝘖𝘓𝘌. ‘  god,      &    it    was    hot    too.  ’ ‘  who    knew    where    to    look?  ’ ‘  now    some    rabbit    broods.  ’ ‘  how    can    you    refuse    when    i    tell    you    ‘follow’?  ’ ‘  down    &    down    we    fall.  ’ ‘  everything’s    so    tiny.  ’ ‘  these    hands    are    not    my    hands.  ’ ‘  is    this    wonderland?  ’ ‘  no    rabbit    can    begin    to    know    the    state    i’m    in.  ’ ‘  you    never    stop    to    think.  ’

        𝘚𝘛𝘐𝘓𝘓. ‘  the    story    goes    as    stories    will.  ’ ‘  i’m    late,      i’m    late,      so    late.  ’ ‘  i’m    ahead    of    my    time.  ’ ‘  can’t    stories    go    where    stories    will?  ’ ‘  just    me    &    you,      our    golden    room.  ’ ‘  let    the    mad    queen    wait.  ’ ‘  why    can’t    we    linger    &    dream?  ’ ‘  run    &    play    with    me    still.  ’ ‘  so    much    to    do;      adieu,      adieu,      away,      away.  ’ ‘  time    is    chasing    me.  ’

        𝘊𝘏𝘐𝘓𝘓𝘐𝘕    𝘛𝘏𝘌    𝘙𝘌𝘎𝘙𝘌𝘛𝘚. ‘  as    if    he’d    look    at    you    forever.  ’ ‘  where    have    you    gone?  ’ ‘  have    you    been    there    yet?  ’ ‘  oh,    the    wind    is    wonderful.  ’ ‘  drift    into    that    fume.  ’ ‘  nothing    but    another    you.  ’ ‘  just    as    sweet    as    rain.  ’ ‘  all    you    hold    is    you.  ’ ‘  it    met    you    in    whoever’s    dream.  ’ ‘  chillin’    the    regrets.  ’

        𝘛𝘏𝘌    𝘒𝘌𝘠    𝘐𝘚. ‘  leave    the    talkers    talking.  ’  ‘  the    hum    is    what    we    want.  ’ ‘  let    the    worry    fade.  ’ ‘  no    more    ‘hurry,      hurry’.  ’ ‘  we    can    rise    beyond    what’s    gone.  ’ ‘  we    know    the    sky    beyond.  ’ ‘  i    won’t    let    them    move    you    on,      play    you    like    some    ghostly   pawn.  ’ ‘  tumble    into    my    heart.  ’ ‘  let    them    play    their    ghostly    fraud.  ’ ‘  the    key    is    in    you.  ’

        𝘛𝘏𝘖𝘚𝘌    𝘓𝘖𝘕𝘎    𝘌𝘠𝘌𝘚. ‘  all    the    world’s    your    shore.  ’ ‘  haunt    your    heart    no    more.  ’ ‘  drift    politely    by    the    white    ink.  ’ ‘  let    the    sorrow    dance.  ’ ‘  let’s    skip    this    tide.  ’ ‘  dance    &    give    yourself    to    his    hard    shell    &    those    long    eyes.  ’ ‘  let    the    seagulls    follow    seagulls.  ’ ‘  let’s    waltz    all    night.  ’ ‘  give    yourself    to    nothing    else.  ’ ‘   waltz    &    waltz    all    night.  ’

        𝘚𝘐𝘊𝘒    𝘛𝘖    𝘋𝘌𝘈𝘛𝘏    𝘖𝘍    𝘈𝘓𝘐𝘊𝘌  𝘕𝘌𝘚𝘚. ‘  wander    though    the    world    as    if    it    were    your    dream.  ’ ‘  how    do    we    put    you    back    to    bed?  ’ ‘  no    more    sucking    up    to    us!  ’ ‘  we    don’t    want    in    your    head.  ’ ‘  you’re    such    a    boring    pain!  ’ ‘  time    to    get    back    above    the    ground!  ’ ‘  it’s    all    about    your    pain!  ’ ‘  sorry,      but    whose    pain?  ’ ‘  you’ll    leave    me    all    the    same!  ’ ‘  i’m    sick    to    death.  ’

        𝘉𝘙𝘐𝘓𝘓𝘐𝘎    𝘉𝘙𝘈𝘌𝘓𝘐𝘎. ‘  words    mean    what    we    say    they    mean.  ’ ‘  that’s    the    way    it    goes.  ’ ‘  come,      sicky    sicky,      front    of    the    line.  ’ ‘  sign    up    to    die.  ’ ‘  dine    on    your    aloneness.  ’ ‘  words    aren’t    what    you    say    they    mean.  ’ ‘  he’s    not    some    diagnosis!  ’ ‘  go    down    your    hole    &    hole    up!  ’ ‘  senseless,      heartless    idiot!  ’ ‘  i    will    not    give    his    soul    up!  ’

        𝘚𝘖𝘔𝘌    𝘛𝘏𝘐𝘕𝘎𝘚    𝘍𝘈𝘓𝘓    𝘈𝘞𝘈𝘠. ‘  you    can    kick    at    heaven    or    cry    out    to    the    sky.  ’ ‘  there’s    no    reply.  ’ ‘  some    things    fall    away.  ’ ‘  we    only    stay    a    night.  ’ ‘  we    fill    our    rooms    with    children    &    then    put    out    the    light.  ’ ‘  sorrow    calls    with    the    evening.  ’ ‘  shadows    pause    at    the    window.  ’ ‘  their    grief    is    yours.  ’ ‘  trouble    knocks    at    every    door.  ’ ‘  the    grief    is    yours.  ’

        𝘠𝘖𝘜𝘙    𝘚𝘏𝘌𝘓𝘓    𝘖𝘍    𝘎𝘙𝘐𝘌𝘍. ‘  give    into    your    grief    like    me.  ’ ‘  don’t    bother    with    denial.  ’ ‘  bereavement    is    the    key    to    survival.  ’ ‘  mock    me,      i’m    living    in    shock    here.  ’ ‘  my    cheeks    thick    with    tears.  ’ ‘  no    one    comes    near.  ’ ‘  no    loss    could    ever    match    mine.  ’ ‘  such    pearls    are    my    tears.  ’ ‘  love    is   brief.  ’ ‘  climb    into   your    shell    of    grief.  ’

        𝘈𝘕𝘖𝘛𝘏𝘌𝘙    𝘙𝘖𝘖𝘔    𝘐𝘕    𝘠𝘖𝘜𝘙    𝘏𝘌𝘈𝘋. ‘  what    will    you    do    when    i’m    not     here    with    you?  ’ ‘  you    sit    here    &    you’re    not    with    me.  ’ ‘  will    i    still    sleep    in    some    part    of    your    mind?  ’ ‘  i    never    have    to    let    you    go.  ’ ‘  spend    some    time    in    another    room    in    your    head.  ’ ‘  will    you    dream    i’m    still    watching?  ’ ‘  wanting    so    much    still,      my    love.  ’ ‘  in    my    dreams    you’ll    be    calling.  ’ ‘  there’s    so    much    we    thought    we    would    be.  ’ ‘  you’ll    be    there    wanting    my    love.  ’ ‘  left    behind    in    another    room    in    your    head.  ’

        𝘐𝘚𝘕’𝘛    𝘐𝘛    𝘈    𝘛𝘙𝘐𝘈𝘓? ‘  still    you’re    never    not    you.  ’ ‘  now    where    have    they    brought    you?  ’ ‘  play    like    sister    taught    you.  ’ ‘  no    one    wins    at    cards    or    plays    like    they    ought    to.  ’ ‘  isn’t    it    a    trial    to    try    &    stay    a    child?  ’ ‘  the    world    no    longer    fits.  ’ ‘  you    have    a    past    &    no    one    understands.  ’ ‘  my    dear,      you    look    your    age.  ’ ‘  no    child    can    stay    a    child.  ’ ‘  now    wonderland    grows    old.  ’

        𝘋𝘖   𝘠𝘖𝘜    𝘛𝘏𝘐𝘕𝘒    𝘞𝘌    𝘛𝘏𝘐𝘕𝘒    𝘠𝘖𝘜’𝘙𝘌    𝘈𝘓𝘐𝘊𝘌? ‘  do    you    think   we    think    you’re    (name)?  ’ ‘  you’re    the    one    &    only    (name).  ’ ‘  we’re    nothing    when    you’re    not    here.  ’ ‘  now    you’re    here,      dear    god    we’re    lucky!  ’ ‘  now    you’re    here,    my    heart    is    thumping.  ’ ‘  cause    wonderland    was    silent.  ’ ‘  our    minds    could    get    so    mindless.  ’ ‘  you’re    no    one    without    (name).  ’ ‘  you   dug    such    a    lovely    ditch,      dear.  ’ ‘  guilty    bitch!  ’

        𝘐’𝘝𝘌    𝘚𝘏𝘙𝘜𝘕𝘒    𝘌𝘕𝘖𝘜𝘎𝘏. ‘  loving   is    the    thing    i’m    guilty    of.  ’ ‘  it’s    done,      i’m    done;      i’ve    shrunk    enough.  ’ ‘  hold    your    tongue!  ’ ‘  cut    out    her    tongue!  ’ ‘  i    hold    the    hand    i    hold.  ’ ‘  growing    up   is    not    a    crime.  ’ ‘  enough’s    enough;      go    lock    her    up!  ’ ‘  now    (name)    holds    the    cards    in    wonderland.  ’ ‘  (name)    fell    hot    &    bothered    down    a    well.  ’ ‘  such    a    nasty    girl.  ’

        𝘈𝘍𝘛𝘌𝘙𝘕𝘖𝘖𝘕. ‘  a    little    talk    could    hold    me    for    a    little    while.  ’ ‘  the    book    of    night    is    closing    for    the    child.  ’ ‘  i    knew    you    were    a    strange    girl.  ’ ‘  we    knew    the    world   of    summer.  ’ ‘  the    melodies    were    sweeter    left    unheard.  ’ ‘  we    fell    so    far.  ’ ‘  you    never    play    september    in    a    winter    game.  ’ ‘  the    heart    will    not    remember    what    it    will    not    name.  ’ ‘  butterflies    go    floating    all    the    same.  ’ ‘  who    knew    what    to    do    with    all    i    felt    for    you?  ’

        𝘞𝘐𝘕𝘛𝘌𝘙    𝘉𝘓𝘖𝘖𝘔𝘚. ‘  winter    blooms    in    autumn    light.  ’ ‘  roses    linger    with    a    sigh.  ’ ‘  every    bloom    bids    goodbye.  ’ ‘  nothing    comes    or    goes    without    a    shadow.  ’ ‘  somewhere    in    the    soul    you    hold    a    candle.  ’ ‘  let    the    sorrow    go.  ’ ‘  there’s    a    room    you    leave    behind.  ’ ‘  other   wounds    of    other    times.  ’ ‘  summer    drifts    like    a    child.  ’ ‘  down    the    hole    you    go    &    there    you    are.  ’

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UNHAND  ME  YOU  TURNIPS.  /  indie  sebastian  from  the  cw’s  legacies.  Headcanon  &  canon  divergent.  Desiccated  by  Ashley.  ©

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     It is perfectly acceptable to just write a starter for me at any time.

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Make affiliated ocs with me 🥺

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❥    feeling   things   ,   a   sentence   meme   .

what are they called again ? emotions ? ugh .   ( taken off of pinterest )

❛  you were dead.  yet, here you are.  ❜ ❛  speak your mind even if your voice shakes.  ❜ ❛  you inspire me to be nothing like you.  ❜ ❛  every day i wake up more tired than i’ve ever been.  how long will i stay like this?  ❜ ❛  fuck you’re cute.  ❜ ❛  don’t get attached.  ❜ ❛  i am fire.  i am hatred.  i am consuming.  ❜ ❛  there is a certain amount of truth behind everything that people do.  everything they do tell you a little something about them.   ❜ ❛  i wanna fucking date you, stupid.  ❜ ❛  which is it?  are you in love with a person or an idea?  ❜ ❛  you will get better.  maybe not today, but someday.  ❜ ❛  there’s a reason i never told you all of this.  ❜ ❛  let’s get drunk and tell each other everything we’re afraid to say sober.  ❜ ❛  i wanna see what happens when i don’t give up.  ❜ ❛  yeah you’re cute but are you good for my mental health??  ❜ ❛  … and then i just snapped.  ❜ ❛  i still repeat the things you said to me in my head.  ❜ ❛  your hands are scarred from murder, and yet i trust them completely.  ❜ ❛  shit.  i think i have feelings.  ❜ ❛  i believe in annoyed at first sight.  ❜ ❛  what did it mean to you?  any of it?  ❜ ❛  can someone please be proud of me?  like fuck, i’m trying.  ❜ ❛  i sometimes wonder if things only get better so that they can get worse again.  ❜ ❛  hey, sometimes you gotta kill a guy.  ❜ ❛  i broke my rules for you.  ❜

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── INDIE SAM FRASER FROM FEAR STREET. ADORED BY ASHLEY.  ©

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So, I’m gonna try a thing. Like this for a short starter (one to two paras). Multi please specify who you’d like it for. 

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REBLOG THIS IF IT IS OKAY FOR PEOPLE TO SEND YOU MEMES AT ANY POINT, EVEN HOURS / DAYS AFTER IT WAS ORIGINALLY REBLOGGED SINCE WE ARE ALL NOT ONLINE AT THE SAME TIME

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── INDIE SAM FRASER FROM FEAR STREET. ADORED BY ASHLEY.  ©

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jack has an interest checker now

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Why We Don’t RP:

ϟ - your writing intimidates me ☽ - you don’t seem interested in me/my character ✘ - I approached you once and it didn’t go anywhere ✧ - I can’t think of a way for our characters to interact ☀ - I don’t like any of your verses ❧ - I want to someday but I’m too busy right now ☹ - I think you’re overpowering/judgemental/demanding ☂ - you write too much/too fast and I don’t think I can keep up ❀ - you write with another version(s) of my character already ❤ - I want to ship our characters but you don’t list them as a ship ♠ - we did once and I embarrassed myself; now I’m too shy to try again ✂ - we started plotting but I forgot to reply and it’s been too long ✄ - we started plotting but you forgot to reply and it’s been too long ☼ - I can’t find your rules/about/verses/etc. ✎ - other reason (please define)

Feel free to use anon or not!

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So, I’m gonna try a thing. Like this for a short starter (one to two paras). Multi please specify who you’d like it for. 

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── INDIE SAM FRASER FROM FEAR STREET. ADORED BY ASHLEY.  ©

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So, I’m gonna try a thing. Like this for a short starter (one to two paras). Multi please specify who you’d like it for. 

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── INDIE SAM FRASER FROM FEAR STREET. ADORED BY ASHLEY.  ©

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Fear Street: 1994 Starters !

Taken from the 2021 Netflix movie, Fear Street: 1994! Some of these have already been edited. You can change them however you see fit! There may be some light spoilers for the movie!

“Okay, since when do you work late?”

“Yeah, I thought, uh… “Big Tits” was kind of deflating her ego.”

“Okay, very funny, asshole. I’m spooked, okay? You win.”

“Oh, I get it. You building a shrine or something?”

“It’s just, like, a fucked up Santa Clause or something.”

“I’m getting out of here. And claiming my place among the stars, bitch.”

“It’s easy in times like this to drown in questions of why this happened. But I know too well that there are no answers that will provide relief.”

“I know you were always too afraid to tell anyone about us. I know that.”

“It’s not your future if you’re pretending to be somebody else.”

“This is definitely a good idea, right?”

“And, uh, do not eat these. These will make your little heart stop, and you’ll choke to death on vomit.”

“Whoa! With the kids there? That’s wack!”

“She can’t quit me, (Name). Too pretty!”

“You are total chaos! And you always have been!”

“Why would I tag my own place of work? Come on, man!”

“Why do you know so much about killers?”

“You’re a monster! You’re supposed to protect us!”

“Is that the cops? You stole a cop’s gun?!”

“They didn’t believe us! We’re on our own!”

“Jesus, Rain Man. How the fuck do you know that?”

“If you get blood on it, I’ll kill you.”

“Yeah, it’s something babysitters make up to scare kids!”

“We are in the middle of the fucking woods, and dead maniacs are after us.”

“Guys! Guys. I think there’s someone in the woods.”

“Maybe it’s because it’s not like the movies, okay?! It’s not as easy as putting bones to rest!”

“He was all sniffy and weird with my shirt like a perv in a pantie shop!”

“I’m pretty sure they didn’t go skinny dipping with the goddamn bait!”

“You make me feel… Like me.”

“Wait, wait, wait. Did you all go to pound town?”

“If this doesn’t work, I will murder you!”

“We just tried to goddamn explode them, and that didn’t work.”

“I don’t want you guys to die for me. I’m going.”

“We’re letting her die! We’re killing her! Please.”

“Yeah, she survived. But first, she died.”

“Fuck it. I’m dying tonight one way or another.”

“You’re gonna feel like you’re being fucked by a unicorn.”

“Remember half an hour ago when you wanted to murder me?”

“Remember when you decided to sacrifice yourself for us? We’re ending this together.”

“Listen to me, I know this is all fucked, but we gotta do this.”

“(Name) is not nice. They see something in you.”

“What if we fuck up and just kill me? What if we can’t bring me back?”

“Tonight, even though we are in hell, I feel like I have another chance with you. And I’m not gonna lose you again.”

“Because you, and we, are the way out.”

“(Name), you look like a ghost. Like you just came back from the dead.”

“You came here for my help. I should have listened to you. I’m sorry.”

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The want to write Sam.antha Fra.ser from fe.ar stre.et is strong