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These kinds of parties were interesting places for Atieno to exist in. The energy, the sheer presence of so many people was enough for them to be open to whatever they would find. So when they noticed Frank gazing so intentionally at them, they couldn't resist the impulse to return a slight smile in return.
Seeing him smirk and beckon them to another place, the entity willed themself to follow - moving through the crowd to accompany Frank, curious to see if they could get a bit more of his attention.
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❛ it’s one kiss. what harm can come from one kiss ? ❜ / @erotichorrors.
but was it just one kiss, though? that was the question looming in stan's head. call him curious, call him something. of course, he hadn't come across anyone like this before : someone that could give him this feeling that no one else would've, not in a longshot. although, does he go for it? or does he just -- sit there, wondering what could've been. he laughs, nearly sheepish, shifting in the chair. quiet as ever, because he doesn't know what to do. " well . . --, " he goes, a deep sigh comes out as he's trying to think about it. the question in hand. it's one kiss, right? there can't be anything too bad about it. " one night stands could come out of it, " shoulders shrug automatically, chewing down on his lower lip.
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@erotichorrors said: “Let me hold your hair back, at least.” (For Betty Boop)
"....Thanks, suga'." Betty murmured, lacking her usual pep and cheeriness. She suddenly retched, dipping her head into the toilet bowl to empty her stomach of its contents.
She never shied away from partying and having a good time, but she usually knew her limits. Tonight, it seemed, she was having too much of a good time. But that was only in a desperate attempt to distract herself.
Once she was finished, she sat up wiping her mouth and feeling downright embarassed a stranger had to see her like this. "Sorry 'bout tha' trouble, hon. I swear I ain't usually this much of'a mess."
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“I think that we’re going to need a different plan. This one isn’t really working out as well as I had hoped…”
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@erotichorrors sent: “ i know you love me. but it’s not the way i want to be loved. ”
For a second, Hyacinthe thought about arguing with Frank before realizing this was not the right solution. He would only dig his heels in and close off to her completely and that was not the point. It was also not the way Hyacinthe was. She always tried to understand the person before her, especially when they were already someone she held close to her heart. "Okay," she mused, bating her long lashes at him. "How do you want to be loved?"
#we might be dead by tomorrow ⋈ interactions#brûler le feu (main) ⋈ verse#dynamics ⋈ frank x hyacinthe#erotichorrors#// she knows he wants to push her away but she won't let him ;A;
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[ smack ] sender gives receiver a pat in the ass
ns/fw starters.
Morgan had been bent over, rummaging through a dusty box for a particular book. Oh, where had he put it? Granted, it had been ages since he last picked it up, but recently, he had a hankering to read it again.
In the midst of his search, he felt an open hand smack his ass. Morgan straightened up and saw the perpetrator and promptly smacked him upside the head.
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❛ i’m just saying, murder is an option. ❜ (For Bella)
" Yeahhhh , " agreed without even a second thought . " But I like ta think'a it as a last resort sorta thing , y'know ? Not the first go to . Tha's messy . "
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@erotichorrors continued from here.
In Theo's opinion, that was much easier said than done. Prior to her stay at Hill House, she'd had no problem indulging in life's pleasures. But now when she closed her eyes, all she could see was Luke's disembodied head rolling out of the massive fireplace. "If only it were as simple as that. The past can be quite...haunting."
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New to the area, it doesn't take long for her to catch wind of some huge party happening on the outskirts of town. Some sort of mansion get together. It was enough to pique her interest. A way to make a bit of extra cash and maybe even make a few new acquaintances. She soon finds herself pulling up to the location, confused by it's strange location. So far out, practically in the middle of nowhere. It didn't even look like a party was happening. she sighs. "fuck it." she climbs out and makes her way all the way to the front door. It seemed like there was something happening on the inside, music and voices could be heard.
She braves her way in and soon relaxes when she sees the many faces around, seeming to be vibing much like anyone would at a party. she makes her way through the crowd, smiling and greeting anyone that looks her way. She makes herself comfortable in a dark corner, reading the room and studying the groups. Where does she start first? "I need a fuckin' drink." she speaks aloud, deciding to search for any liquor that may be available. " 'scuse me?" she taps the shoulder of someone, "where's the drinks at?"
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@erotichorrors has sent in this: 🔪 | Send me 🔪 to put a knife to my muse’s throat and see how they react. ( accepting !! )
"You got some guts, I must admit... But will you go further, hm? You know the next step when pressing your knife to someone's throat. Do you dare go through with it?"
#[ answered. — you called forth a dream ; you caught yourself a nightmare ]#[ v. main — the nightmare unleashed ]#erotichorrors#[ ooc. queue — and the timer starts . . . now! ]
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" did you hear there's a masquerade ball this hallween? let's go! "
{ @erotichorrors ;;
"I.. don't know..." It wasn't that he didn't like Halloween, in fact, he quite enjoyed it. The costumes, the decorations, everything was always so spooky and very creepy (as he liked to describe it). He loved it. It was just that it always took a bit of effort to convince Nandor to leave the house. "If we go, which I'm not saying that we are... we must wear the best costumes and make an epic entrance."
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atieno couldn't help but smile slightly at the admission of .. it reminding him of his home planet.
they felt for that kind of view - the reminders of places so close, so personal.
"I guess that's all the more reason to appreciate them. I can imagine the views like this on your home must have been incredible. "
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what evil could possibly keep me away from you? (For Seungmin)
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The nurse pauses for a moment, a sense of dread filling him. He knows eventually the parasite using him as a host will get hungry. He knows this in his heart of hearts. Seungmin doesn't want to hurt Frank in any sense. "The evil in me." he states flatly, sighing deeply. "There's ... there's an entity that has attached itself to me. I've tried to remove it, but I've nearly died each time. And ... it has to feed. Monthly or sometimes weekly. I can't predict it. I don't want it to take over when I'm with you."
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fall / autumn / halloween themed prompts
@erotichorrors said: ❖ (For Betty Boop)
❖ — [sender] and [receiver] browse a thrift/vintage store together
"Frankie look at this!" Betty gasped, pulling out a black vintage dress off the rack and help it up. The young woman looked absolutely proud by such a good find. "Isn't this tha' most dahling dress ya've eva' seen? I think I'm gonna go ahead and try it on with my otha' ones!" She declared, laying her treasure across the side of her cart, full with other good finds that was not just limited to clothing.
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@erotichorrors asked “Come on, is this what you want?” (For Changmin)
“I don’t usually think that much about the future, so it is hard to tell what I want.”
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you look pretty good for someone that's supposed to be dead.
“i thought you were dead” PROMPTS.
"Thank you." Morgan's tone was dry as he helped himself off the floor. Moments ago he had been a bloody, decapitated mess. But his soul always found ways of resurrecting the body, healing and stitching things together.
Death was rarely permanent for Morgan Fyres, someone who frequently cheated it. God himself was probably growing tired of his games but ceased to intervene because it happened so much. After all, Loopholes were a witch's best friend.
"And what are you doing here?"
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