#hivechose

[dogtccth]

❛ you okay? caught you staring off into space again. ❜ (cathy for ben?)

" Okay , I don't need the attitude . "

[bravevolunteer]

@hivechose asked: “ What the hell are you doing? “ (tai) // send  “ what the hell are you doing? “  for your muse to find mine just standing in the rain, seeming lost in their own thoughts, and to pull them under nearby shelter.

IT'S STUPID, Michael should know better by now— the worst of winter has faded, the snow that forced them to huddle in now long gone cabin having already melted and welcoming a comparatively kinder, yet still dangerous spring ( Does the weather even matter anymore? They survived what had to be the worst of it, and it's already too late— the wilderness has sunken into them ). The rain pours down in heavy sheets, powerful winds rattling the trees and blocking them into their attempts at shelter.

Michael didn't move. He barely even registered the warnings from the team or anyone who passed by him trying to get underneath anything to keep dry, feeling the rain soak through his clothing ( they only have so much ) and strands of messy hair dripping water down his face but not quite realizing it. His mind is elsewhere. He's been hallucinating more often lately... unable to escape it even after waking from nightmares. He replays it, replays it, replays it...

The pull on his arm sends a wave of SHOCK through his system. She drags him away and Michael suddenly feels the rain, the chill practically seeping through his bones and the uncomfortable weight of wet clothing. Only months ago, anyone would expect Michael to react with anger— instinctual, mostly, but he would have pulled away, thrown defenses up before realizing that Taissa is helping. There is none of that from him anymore. He lets her tug him to safety, breathing heavily as he continues to stare at the storm in confusion, before finally looking at her ( ... Pissed? Worried? He can't tell ). "Wh... what happened?"

[feminaferitas]

@hivechose {callie} just got home and Shauna's making dinner.

Shauna knew she hadn't exactly created an environment of openness and sharing here at home -- how could she, with everything that her family didn't know about her? Those memories could fill several books, and they did until she and Jeff burned them, of course. But Callie was still in the dark about most of it, the worst of it.

But she knew her mother was a murderer, at least once over. Shauna's plan to get her daughter to admit the truth to her had somewhat backfired (or gone better than she hoped?) as she had to explain the truth of Adam Martin and the blackmail. But with that behind them, she hoped, and maybe naively so, that she had reached some sort of new understanding with Callie. Things between them weren't magically fixed, not by a long shot. But maybe Shauna believed that they could stop all this walking on eggshells and inadvertent betrayal. The last thing she needed was an angsty teenager unraveling everything to spite her mother.

"Hey, Callie? You weren't going out tonight, were you?" It's more of a statement than a question, but Shauna knew she couldn't force the girl into family time, not really. The woman was chopping vegetables, shoving scraps of greenery onto the kitchen island countertop. She paused, scratching the tip of her nose on the back of her hand before resuming. Damn onions.

"I was thinking maybe you could help me make dinner and we could watch some Jeopardy, as a family? Make a game out of it and see who wins?"

[ahsterism]

@hivechose asked: it's not a race, guys! (hivechosen jackie for nat) // scott pilgrim vs the world prompts

"COME ON TAYLOR, you're just saying that because you're losing." Slight lean forward from where she's cutting up firewood, Natalie smiles ( unlike the volatile clashing that could easily occur between the two of them, it isn't purposefully taunting— irritating all the same, though ). "Would've thought a good old contest might get our team captain in the spirit. Matches and lighter fluid's not gonna last forever, you know-" Look up and down the kindling Jackie has collected— it... isn't impressive, Nat figures she'll be lucky to get a few sparks. "Better keep rubbing those sticks."

[lcveblossomed]

"I mean I don't like Travis but I don't do fights I'm here for serious stuff. I'm sure he's gonna ignore everyone and I'll just ignore him it'll be fine. I'm going to interview everyone and get lots of photos of the game. I'm not gonna do anything crazy I promise I'm just here to get a good story. I think if I write the right piece I could get ahead on the college paper. Maybe I won't be writing just the fluffy nonsense my freshman year."

"Alright," she nods a little. "I just wanted to know where you were at with the people on the trip." There was always the chance of tensions rising on trips, especially when it was something as high stakes as Nationals. Knowing who got along with who tended to help ease trauma. "You'll be sharing a room with the Martinez boys, but if there's anyone else you get along well with, it's good to know—usually we end up having to pair up students for other things as well. The buddy system, in so many words."

[deathsbecome]

i woke up, did one reply on hivechose, did an absolute braindump on my novel outline, and then passed out again for 3 hours. light and love lmao

[petalscrushed]

"YOU ALWAYS HURT THE ONE YOU LOVE, THE ONE YOU SHOULDN'T HURT AT ALL. YOU ALWAYS TAKE THE SWEETEST ROSE, AND CRUSH IT 'TIL THE PETALS FALL."

PETALSCRUSHED. independent and selective ruby lane from fear street, adapted for fandomless horror and with crossover verses. by ant (she/they). follows from deathsbecome. doc. memes.

other blogs: deathsbecome, offier, bitgrls (sideblog to offier), feardrummed (sideblog to deathsbecome), hivechose

[dogtccth]

Glare's shot at reply because Ben can quickly gather implications being made with even with such short response . It's frustrating , still he just scoffs because Travis clearly doesn't understand the limitations Ben has now . " Tell me that when you lose a fucking leg . So how much you can contribute . " It just slips out . But really he doesn't care to hold back at this point .

It's not necessarily that Travis thinks what he's been through is worse than Ben's, exactly, but having been through what he's been through, listening to Ben tried to justify himself, it pushed his own issues up. Drags up everything, the death of his father, his failure to find his brother, the feeling of being chased hunted during Doomcoming. So yeah, after trying to keep it together as much as he can, it was only a matter of time before something came out. He rolls his eyes at the response. "Yeah. We're." Although, to Travis, it seemed that everyone else was doing what they could besides the coach.

[slateir]

❤❤❤❤❤

i'm legally and contractually obligated to start this off with Ant @offier/@bitgrls/@feardrummed/@deathsbecome/@hivechose bc i absolutely would not be here without them! Every single blog and muse she has is just banger after banger, every oc is crafted with care (i love you miss addy deadgirl and ollie fnaf!) and they put up with all my unhinged slater sibs and watt thoughts like a pro, following you has been one of the best decisions i've ever made!!!

[dogtccth]

❛  i'm sorry, are you talking to me?  ❜ (chess for ben. idk i want to put them under a microscope. team leg problems and half paying attention. what could go wrong)

There's a roll of eyes at response and sigh . " Well , there's not really anyone else around is there ? " Returned sourly with a wave at empty woods . And perhaps she wasn't in the highest of spirits today -- but neither was he . " I was asking if you knew where the other girls went off to ... "

[bravevolunteer]

@hivechose asked: ❛ you’re not as bad as everyone says you are. ❜ (jackie) // an assortment of dialogue prompts

MICHAEL EXHALES— a slight scoff, not the rude or dismissive kind, but a reaction mostly brought forth by disbelief, with a bit of ironic amusement in there too. He never would have expected to hear this from Jackie Taylor, of all people. Their reputations among their peers couldn't be more different, and they didn't exactly interact when he was... sort of near the team before they crashed. He isn't inclined to buy that, but... she isn't exactly what people say, either.

"Hey, it's not like there's that much shit I can do out here." The remark has a double meaning to it. Not as many opportunities to get into trouble the way he would back home, and not much he can contribute. He catches the glares the others send Jackie's way, but... he thinks he might understand. He doesn't know if it's for the same reasons ( hard to be optimistic about rescue when he often struggled to find motivation for his own survival even before it became a necessity ), but it makes finding common ground between them easier. "You're not as stuck-up as people say, either."

[bravevolunteer]

MICHAEL SCOFFS, but it isn't out of any malice or offense, more like a way to hide his own laughter as she realizes just what he did to land himself here ( it is a stupid reason, far more ridiculous than the typical rebellious student pulling a fire alarm for kicks, more embarrassing to have to simply shrug when the staff grilled him on why ). "Hey— I didn't light a CLASSROOM on fire, it was paper! It wasn't even someone's test or anything, shit was useless, not worth being the team's water boy all the way across the country." Maybe not... if you don't count every other offense Michael's gained over the years. He rolls his eyes a little at the idea of this being a poetic fate ( just during the earliest night here... he can think of things he's done far more deserving of that crash ), but he doesn't disregard it entirely. "I guess? Just my luck the plane didn't actually light me on fire. This might be better than getting made fun of at halftime and tossing around equipment with Misty, though."

Her brow furrows for a moment at his reluctant response. 'Not really' isn't really the most innocent sort of response he could give. Still, as he continues his explanation, it becomes clear why he was somewhat hesitant to explain it. Maybe at some point, before the crash, she would have been repulsed by it, the lack of support for the team, the idiocy of what he was doing, all of it, but now? Honestly, just hearing someone mess up more than her is almost comforting. So instead she just starts laughing. "Holy shit, really? You lit one of the chem classrooms on fire?" A bit of a stretch on what he just said, but at least she's having fun, "Jesus, that's like, poetic or some shit. You light paper on fire and then a plane almost lights you on fire."

[silencedrage]

WHICH VERY SPECIFIC CHARACTER ARCHETYPE ARE YOU?

SISTER WINTER

A cold, bitter person, who was once naive but learned fast. Resilient, chilly, melancholy. A person waiting for spring.

tagged by @ladyintree tagging @ofvalor (kate), @feminaferitas (jackie), @scatcrccio, @darkconsumed (laura lee), @hivechose (callie), anyone who hasn't been tagged

[ahsterism]

@hivechose asked: ❛ We can't stay here. We both know that. ❜ (tai for van like. pre no compass?) // the walking dead sentence starters

"BUT WE CAN'T just go either, Tai." Van's distaste for the idea is more than clear, biting the inside of their cheek as their lips pull into a frown. As much as it may read as such, they aren't entirely dismissive of the idea: clearly, Taissa is passionate about it, and she's the smartest person Van knows, but that isn't enough to convince them it isn't hopeless. At least here they have shelter, the lake, guns, a ( albeit flimsy, but functional ) system for food— the rest of the wilderness is entirely unknown, and Van figures they would more likely be met with stretches of trees for miles than even the hint of another face. Besides, it's almost as if there's something pulling them to stay... they don't know what to call it other than a gut feeling.

Still, their heart pangs when they see the look on Taissa's face. Slight glance to the side as they make sure no one is watching ( there's an odd freedom that comes with their strandedness, as if they don't have to hide for much longer ), and they take Taissa's hand, squeezing it gently. "Look, I get it, you wanna get out us of here and you're brave as hell for it, but we left that message on the plane... we have shelter, food, a close water source, and we're still barely making it. I'm not saying we shouldn't do anything, but sticking to the cabin is our best bet."

[thelucygray]

KARAOKE PLAYLIST. There’s something to be said about songs not only people like but would choose to sing during karaoke. Make a list of 5-10 songs your muse would add to a karaoke playlist.

Party for Two by Shania Twain

Our Song by Taylor Swift

Traveling Soldier by The Chicks

Ain’t Nothing About You by Brooks and Dunn

This Kiss by Faith Hill

Tangerine by Jesse Jo Stark

I Want To Be A Cowboy’s Sweetheart by LeAnn Rimes

Stick Season by Noah Kahan

Daddy Lessons by Beyonce

I Remember Everything by Zach Bryan ft. Kacey Musgraves

tagged by: grabbed from my other blog tagging: @hvbris @unsnare @hivechose @conscriptur @fcntciics @ofdrivensnow @bakerscars @dovefalls @snowsfallen @snowsheir @2birds1song @havvkinsqueen @boywiththcbread + ANYONE really, this is fun.