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𝔪𝔶 𝔤𝔯𝔞𝔳𝔢 𝔦𝔰 𝔩𝔦𝔨𝔢 𝔱𝔬 𝔟𝔢 𝔪𝔶 𝔴𝔢𝔡𝔡𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔟𝔢𝔡. william shakespeare's romeo & juliet, (1.5.135)
a private and unaffiliated portrayal of miss SHELLY WEBSTER from THE CROW franchise, created by james o’barr. headcanon based, with movie, tv series, and comic influence. resurrected by ashley since twenty eighteen. previously lenorelost, virtueshaped, michellewebster, nothingtrivial, and other various urls.
#indie horror rp#the crow rp#indie ahs rp#indie riverdale rp#indie scream rp#american horror story rp#marvel rp#dceu rp#horror rp#comics rp#indie rp#90s rp#goth rp#🥀ㅤcorvidnocta‚ㅤself promo.
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“ Sit down and drink. Tell me all your problems. ” he playfully pats the spot on the chair next to him, a smirk lifting at the edges. / @lenorelost
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🌈🧸💕 ⋮ ➜ dorothy looks up from her feet only when she hears a familiar voice speak to her, her big brown eyes swimming with fresh tears that roll down the apples of her cheeks while her lip trembles && her brow furrows. the huffepuff quickly reaches out to [ the ravenclaw ] as she sobs out a desperate plea. ❛�� oh shelly! please, you simply have to h-help me, i can’t...i can’t g-get them clean! ❜❜ she gestures to her SPARKLING red shoes; covered in a strange green-sludge.
not only are [ the ruby slippers ] her absolute favorite pair of shoes she has! but they are also passed down to her from glinda the good herself; a famous witch that dorothy is proudly descended from. a prized possession && priceless family heirloom potentially RUINED forever? why, her heart simply cannot take it!
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❝ Hey--- before I forget, Nick was very insistent that I give you this card that he made for you. He was so upset when I told him he couldn’t come with me this time, but now that school’s started, I think he needs to have some kind of stability. But--- uh, maybe we could give him a call later. He’d really like that, I think. Kept talkin’ all about how he wants to come back and visit. ❞
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@lenorelost sent: [ BOOKSHOP ] : for our muses to meet in a bookshop ( for frederick frankenstein! )
this book tour was slowly but surely starting to get to him, traveling all over to promote his new release about his time visiting his grandfather’s old laboratory. his hand was sore from the signing and the constant traveling left him feeling more pent up than usual. he needed the coffee and fast.
‘ excuse me, i just need to get by you. ‘ he weaved through the shelves towards the coffee cart set out for the event, hand tightened around his tweed jacket.
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" 𝚗𝚘𝚠, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚜𝚘 𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎 . 𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎 ."
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‘ nobody understands quite why we’re here ‘ @ jimmy cuervo
❛ i guess that’s what makes it all worth fightin’ so hard for , ❜ jimmy offers up such a warm smile to her as he says this , the knowledge already lingering between them both that he owes her his life . she saved him from corruption the day he fell in love with her , amped it up a couple degrees more the day she found herself loving him right back .
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𝗥𝗣 𝗠𝗘𝗠𝗘 𝗙𝗢𝗥 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗠𝗢𝗢𝗗
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[ MOUTH ] for your muse to put their hand over my muse’s mouth
Ever since the young woman had helped him that night he was ‘attacked’ Kai had been keeping tabs on her, watching her and learning her daily routine, intentionally bumping into her and chatting about mundane things. Slowly but surely, he weaseled his way into almost being friends with Shelly. Or at the very least, he felt comfortable enough to do what he was about to do without her calling the police or completely telling him off.
The blue-haired man walks behind the other a few blocks, cutting through a shortcut at one point to approach even closer to her. Just as Kai notices that Shelly is about to turn and look back at him, he strikes, one arm wrapping securely around her middle while his other hand slaps over her mouth, muffling any screams that may slip out. As for Kai, he was laughing as soon as the palm of his hand pressed against her lips.
#lenorelost#ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ'ˢ ⁿᵒᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ ᵐᵒʳᵉ ᵈᵃⁿᵍᵉʳᵒᵘˢ ᵗʰᵃⁿ ᵃ ʰᵘᵐⁱˡⁱᵃᵗᵉᵈ ᵐᵃⁿ { ⁱᶜ }#ᶠᵉᵉˡ ᵗʰᵉ ᶠᵉᵃʳ ᵃⁿᵈ ˡᵉᵗ ⁱᵗ ᵍᵘⁱᵈᵉ ʸᵒᵘ { ᵐᵃⁱⁿ ᵛᵉʳˢᵉ }#[ kai thats horrible and you should feel bad ]
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𝘚𝘛𝘈𝘙𝘛𝘌𝘙 𝘊𝘈𝘓𝘓 : @lenorelost
‘ i don’t know , shell . you gotta give him credit , he’s persistent as shit . ’
#lenorelost#𝘚𝘛𝘈𝘙𝘛𝘌𝘙𝘚 / sc.#is he talking about someone real?#is he talking about michael meyers?#who's to say
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a private and unaffiliated portrayal of SHELLY WEBSTER from THE CROW franchise, created by james o’barr. headcanon based, with movie, tv series, and comic influence. resurrected by ashley since twenty eighteen. prev. lenorelost, virtueshaped, michellewebster, and other various urls.
❛ one for sorrow, two for joy, three for a girl and four for a boy. ❜
CONTENT WARNING: for themes of grief and violence, and mentions of r.ape, assault, and murder in this muse’s canonical backstory. reader discretion is advised. please also note: this blog is not favorable towards the upcoming 2024 reboot.
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Val has always been the most comfortable lurking in dark shadows. Even when her intentions are innocent, she likes to watch, likes to observe the people on the streets so late at night. They're so rarely up to anything good, but so often up to something exciting. She doesn't often intervene, but she knows when she sees the woman being followed that tonight is going to be different.
She can't quite tell at first whether the woman has noticed the man following her at a distance, but she's almost certain that the woman isn't prepared to defend herself. He's gaining on her, closer as Shelly approaches a dead end in her rush to throw him off her trail. Both players in their game of cat and mouse are oblivious to everything else around them, but the man more so. He thinks that he's safe, that he's the predator in their situation. He doesn't know what a predator is yet.
She's silent until she's not; unseen until she's throwing her full body weight at the would be assailant, knocking him to the concrete. He's a scrawny little fucker; didn't stand a chance. He probably has a weapon, but his hands are pinned above his head before he can reach for it. Val has a weapon, but she doesn't reach for hers either. Anyone can wave a knife around, but when her teeth sink into his shoulder and tear away a sizable chunk of flesh, he knows she's dead serious. She whispers something in his ear, too close for Shelly to catch it, but the man stops his struggling.
She wipes his blood off her face, wipes her hands on his no longer clean white t-shirt, and climbs off of the man's lap. He runs as soon as he sees the chance, leaves the blonde sitting on the ground laughing. Not such a big man anymore. They're all the same, always unprepared for a fight. They think they're untouchable. Val's fought for the power she has and it makes all the difference.
She pulls herself to her feet, turns her attention to the woman. Blood stained and wild, she knows she looks like more of a threat than the man ever did, especially when Shelly is still cornered. But, she isn't going to hurt her.
"He's not gonna bother you anymore, sweetheart."
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a tired hand runs through the loose hair that hangs around emma’s face, and with a long huff, she turns, nearly face planting into the counter. ❛ i’m in pumpkin spiced hell, ❜ she breathes, the words muffled against her forearms.
#lenorelost#𝐞𝐩. i’d be in a damn musical. ────── emma interaction.#𝐞𝐩. and we’ll bring it right up. ────── emma: modern verse.#shes so tired ur honor pls 1 like = 1 prayer for ur local barista
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@lenorelost liked for a starter !
❛ we had been walking for hours it seems. but where? i cannot remember ! ❜ rosie ended with a chuckle. she'd been in need for a good, hearty chuckle and she was thankful for the new company to give her the chance to tell that story again. it was too hard to keep it to herself. ❛ i don't know if you know how husbands are, but they're always getting themselves and their poor wives lost. ❜
rosie paused. perhaps she isn't giving the girl across from her enough time to sneak in a word as she rambled. they were about the same age. conversation between them would be easy.
they'd met before. their conversation was shorter than quick, but it wasn't enough to act like they were old friends. rosie was too used to having to carry the conversations. as she was at home.
❛ so you are engaged ? is that correct ? ❜
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❝ Thank you SO MUCH for agreeing to take care of Nick. You have no idea how much this means--- it’s such a relief, ‘cause it’s hard to find babysitters when you’re on the road and I don’t trust anyone else. ❞ He arrives at Shelly’s house with his five-year-old son in tow, who’s currently glued to his Game Boy and hardly looks up at his babysitter for the day. ❝ I’ll try to get back before dinnertime, but there’s this stupid record company meeting they asked me to go to and all of that shite. ❞
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@lenorelost liked for a himbo king.
being on the road the majority of his life, clu had no problems striking conversation with anyone. this girl? she looked like she enjoyed halloween as much as himself. perhaps she also liked parties? certainly the only way to find out is to ask, right?! so, he comes striding over to the other, beaming smile spread on his tanned features. "hey! are you going to, like...that party at that one house? can't remember the name but it's at, like..some sorority." he could never remember the damn names. "but, whatever. i think i'm going to dress up like a zombie!"
#lenorelost#university of santa cruz ( verse 2. )#he is like a big puppy dog...a golden retriever in human form..#work blogging
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♡ austin & bronte prompts ;; @lenorelost said : “I would always rather be happy than dignified.”
“me TOO ! ” virginia’s smile loses its sheepishness now that her PRIDE don’t ache as bad as her tailbone. “but try telling THAT to my SISTER . I was just tryna get a good at THIS lil’ guy.” She un - cups her hands to reveal the robust leopard slug she’d sacrificed her butt to keep safe amidst their plummet from the tree. “I didn’t know I’d hafta fight the birds for’im ! ”
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