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Winter is moving to @cryptskept !!

#ooc #threads will be moved ! #its just so its easier for me to keep track of things :3

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⛧        ▓        Witch  Aesthetic  Edits    001/???    ▓    ⛧

#´ ･ . ✶ ━━ AESTHETICS ⧼ ᵉᵛᵉʳʸ ᵈᵃʸ ᶤˢ ᵃ ᵇᵒᶰᵉ ᵖᵃˡᵃᶜᵉ ᵇᵃˡˡᵉᵗ. ⧽ #´ ･ . ✶ ━━ COVEN :: 03 ⧼ ᵃᵐ ᶤ ᵗʰᵉ ʳᶤᵍʰᵗᵉᵒᵘˢ ᵒʳ ᵗʰᵉ ᵈᵃᵐᶰᵉᵈ? ⧽

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In  spite  of  all  the  foretelling’s  and  warnings  from  her  SISTERS,  Winter’s  ribcage  swelled  with  relief  once  she  spoke  her  truth,  and  it  feels  GOOD  despite  the  lingering  thought  of  the  guilt  and  how  it,  too,  would  threaten  to  suffocate  her  in  the  end.  She  had  always  been  inclined  to  feel  guilty  and  the  aggressive  actions  few  saw  from  her  were  a  reaction  to  her  own  trauma  in  such  situations.  It  is  the  reason  why  she  never  challenged  Kai;  God  knows,  at  his  worst  moments,  she  saw  her  father  and  it  terrified  her,  to  the  point  that  she  wondered  if  it  was  the  same  thing  her  mother  had  gone  through.  (…is  that  why  her  last  words  were  what  they  were?)

Even  in  the  end,  she  was  unable  to  stand  up  to  him,  instead,  she  turned  tail  and  ran  like  a  COWARD.  The  sisterhood  she  found  only  brought  momentary  unity  before  she  abandoned  them  as  well,  convinced  that  despite  her  gifts  and  title,  she  was  destined  to  damage  and  destroy  those  around  her.  She  felt  so  suffocated  that  she  could  only  imagine  the  worst  for  herself,  her  actions,  and  the  places  she  occupied.  However,  despite  the  feelings  of  silent  regret  she  felt,  she  hopes  speaking  about  things  would  keep  her  emotions  at  bay.  .  Though,  perhaps  these  things  should  have  been  addressed  to  Cordelia  or  Zoe  instead  of  Michael.

The  silence  is  almost  oppressive,  and  once  it’s  broken,  her  only  response  is  a  silent  nod  to  Michael  as  she  tries  to  figure  out  how  to  respond  after  revealing  some  of  her  darkest  moments  to  him,  some  of  which  her  Sisters  hadn’t  known  existed…(Was  she  ever  even  one  of  them?).  She  notices  the  flickering  fire  dimming,  and  she  is  grateful  to  have  something  to  divert  her  attention  from  him,  even  for  a  moment.  A  nod  is  given  as  her  thick  lashes  flutter  shut,  something  that  is  disturbed  as  the  warmth  of  his  hand  brushes  against  her  chin,  and  for  a  moment  there  she  flinches,  her  eyes  opening  as  she  stares  him  down.  Like  prey  her  heart  flutters,  a  fight  or  flight  response  triggered  by  his  sheer  touch  alone,  and  with  that  motion,  he  has  her  attention.  Doe  eyes  stare  into  glaciers,  her  brows  knitting  together  as  shallow  breaths  escape  her  barely  parted  lips.  Shock  slowly  rises  to  her  complexion  with  every  word  he  spoke,  and  despite  her  desire  to  look  away,  she  cannot.

“No…He…loved  me…in  his  own  way.”  Did  she  believe  that?  Certainly.  Kai  had  CARED…even  if  he  stopped  showing  it…even  when  it  became  obvious  she  slowly  blended  into  the  background.  The  realization  is  heavy,  so  heavy  that  her  eyes  are  filled  with  tears  of  ANGER  rather  than  sadness.  Anger  from  all  the  time  she  had  concerned  herself  with  fixing  her  betrayal  when  he  had  betrayed  her  countless  times.  The  first  time  it  happened  was  when  he  failed  to  inform  her  of  the  death  of  her  parents.  In  another  betrayal,  he  PROMISED  her  to  Ivy  as  though  she  was  an  object.  With  one  passing  moment  and  two  situations  presented  to  her,  she  couldn’t  help  but  wonder  how  many  more  there  would  be  if  she  sat  down  and  truly  considered  it.

#antisaint #´ ･ . ✶ ━━ THREADS ⧼ ʰᵒˡᵈ ʰᵉʳ ᵈᵒʷᶰ ʷᶤᵗʰ ˢᵒᵍᵍʸ ᶜˡᵒᵗʰᵉˢ ᵃᶰᵈ ᵇʳᵉᵉᶻᵉᵇˡᵒᶜᵏˢ. ⧽ #´ ･ . ✶ ━━ APOCALYPSE :: 001. ⧼ ᶜᵒᶰʲᵘʳᶤᶰᵍ ᵃ ᵛᵒᶤᶜᵉ ᵒᶠ ˢᶤᵍᶰˢ & ᵒᵐᵉᶰˢ. ⧽ #[ v valid honestly ] #[ winter dont even believe what she sayin ] #[ sad hours fo sho ] #[ this was supposed to queue but lmao here u go ]

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#´ ･ . ✶ ━━ VISAGE ⧼ ʷᵉᵃʳˢ ᵃ ᵈʳᵉˢˢ ˡᶤᵏᵉ ᵃ ᵇᵒᵈʸ ᵇᵃᵍ. ⧽

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          you are nothing but a  wolf  in  sheep’s  clothing           always pretending to be something you’re not :

                                                                                              SOMETHING GOOD                                                                                               SOMETHING PURE

#´ ･ . ✶ ━━ MUSINGS ⧼ ᶜᵃᶰᶰᶤᵇᵃˡᶤᶻᵉᵈ... ᵉᵛᵉʳʸ ᵒᵘᶰᶜᵉ ᵒᶠ ᵐʸ ᵖᵃᶤᶰ. ⧽

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                       i never want to see you unhappy                                   i thought you’d want the same for me

#´ ･ . ✶ ━━ MUSINGS ⧼ ᶜᵃᶰᶰᶤᵇᵃˡᶤᶻᵉᵈ... ᵉᵛᵉʳʸ ᵒᵘᶰᶜᵉ ᵒᶠ ᵐʸ ᵖᵃᶤᶰ. ⧽

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As  she  lived  in  Outpost  3,  the  reality  of  the  Apocalypse  weighed  heavily  on  her  thin  shoulders,  so  heavy  that  her  emotions  were  suppressed  for  what  seemed  like  an  eternity.  Yet.  .  the  moment  Michael  arrives,  something  sparks  uncertainty–perhaps  even  fear–and  she  can’t  help  but  think  about  her  brother.  She  had  felt  the  same  way  when  he  was  around;  nearly  suffocated  by  his  mere  presence.  Although  instincts  should  guide  her,  she  is  not  able  to  keep  her  guard  up  throughout  the  strange  interview.  As  a  result,  she  feels  pressured,  especially  when  she  thinks  of  her  brother.  It  inspires  a  desperate  plea  for  Kai’s  revival  paired  with  a  promise  to  work  with  Michael  rather  than  against  him  as  Cordelia  had  initially  intended.  Though  she  may  regret  it,  she  believes  that  she  deserves  whatever  fate  awaits  her  for  the  atrocities  she  committed  before  moving  to  Robichaux.

As  soon  as  her  eyes  meet  his,  she  can  feel  herself  tensing  up  with  a  furrowed  brow,  the  unease  she  feels  is  obvious  for  him  to  see  and  she  has  no  intention  of  hiding  it.  After  such  an  extensive  period  of  inaction,  seeing  sympathy  from  HIM  feels  unnerving,  but  his  voice  lulls  her  slowly  back  to  a  sense  of  calmness  despite  the  anxiety  that  continues  to  burn  inside  her.  It’s  only  when  Kai  is  mentioned  that  her  gaze  finally  wanders  from  him,  and  she  wraps  her  arms  around  her  torso  for  some  form  of  comfort.

“Kai  was…”  She  can’t  help  but  trail  off  as  she  questions  her  pursuit.  “Kai  was  a  man  who  has  overcome  much  tragedy  in  his  life  and  made  his  struggles  into  a  mission  so  that  he  could  find  something  worth  fighting  for.  My  parents  were  murdered-suicide  victims,  and  he  was  there  when  it  happened.  It  changed  him…and  when  I  came  home  I  found  him  alone  with  their  mummified  remains  in  their  bedroom.”.  Her  lips  twitch  as  she  feels  her  own  eyes  well  with  tears—repressed  anger  towards  Vincent  boils  her  blood,  which  she  tries  to  suppress  with  a  heavy  sigh.  “When  Kai  reached  out  to  our  eldest  brother,  instead  of  helping,  he  convinced  him  to  keep  the  corpses  there.  And  then  he  abandoned  him.  As  I  came  home–“  Winter  finally  trails  off,  slight  dissociation  washing  over  her  features  as  she  briefly  recalls  that  fateful  day.

“…  My  shoulders  were  burdened  with  grief.  My  instinct  told  me  the  right  thing  to  do,  but  I  did  not  pursue  it  for  Kai.  It  was  his  future  that  was  on  the  line  and  I  stood  by  him  as  his  sister.  After  grieving  for  a  long  time,  we  finally  started  spending  time  together.  It  seems  like  such  a  horrific  event  could  never  be  topped,  but  Pastor  Charles  proved  that  wrong,  and  Kai’s  life  was  never  the  same  after  that.  Eventually  he  ended  up  making  a  new  family.”  She  shakes  her  head  in  amusement,  her  eyes  lifting  to  meet  Michael’s.    "…  He  found  purpose,  and  although  I  believe  he  was  sometimes  misguided  by  dishonesty  from  others  and  drug-induced  paranoia,  he  accomplished  more  than  any  other  person  I’ve  ever  known,  including  our  older  brother.  He  amassed  a  large  following  of  devoted  believers  in  his  cause.  Kai  knew  the  end  was  near,  and  he  was  determined  to  be  one  of  those  who  helped  rebuild  the  world.  If  it  hadn’t  been  for  the  bitch  who  put  a  bullet  in  his  head,  he’d  be  here  today  with  me,  and  no  doubt  we’d  be  working  towards  the  future  he  had  envisioned.“

#antisaint #´ ･ . ✶ ━━ THREADS ⧼ ʰᵒˡᵈ ʰᵉʳ ᵈᵒʷᶰ ʷᶤᵗʰ ˢᵒᵍᵍʸ ᶜˡ���ᵗʰᵉˢ ᵃᶰᵈ ᵇʳᵉᵉᶻᵉᵇˡᵒᶜᵏˢ. ⧽ #´ ･ . ✶ ━━ APOCALYPSE :: 001. ⧼ ᶜᵒᶰʲᵘʳᶤᶰᵍ ᵃ ᵛᵒᶤᶜᵉ ᵒᶠ ˢᶤᵍᶰˢ & ᵒᵐᵉᶰˢ. ⧽ #[ >: ) ] #[ someone call the wambulance ]

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Starter for @humilictedman​ , continued from here.

Despite  not  knowing  what  the  Council  will  think  of  her  use  of  Vitalum  Vitalis,  she  harbors  no  regrets  about  it.  In  Robichaux’s,  worse  things  had  happened  and  everyone  had  participated  in  selfish  behavior  of  their  own  volition.  In  spite  of  the  horrible  crimes  he’d  committed,  she  thought  it  was  reasonable  for  her  to  bring  back  her  brother.  Having  betrayed  him  in  the  first  place,  perhaps  he  would  still  be  alive  today  if  she  hadn’t,  so  what  better  way  to  make  it  up  to  him?  They  would  be  safe  in  the  forest,  and  perhaps  after  some  time  he  would  become  strong  enough  to  depart.  Ultimately,  however,  she  would  make  a  decision  when  they  left,  and  such  a  choice  was  to  assure  Kai  wouldn’t  try  to  pick  up  where  he  left  off.  Despite  her  suspicions  of  a  power  struggle,  if  she  was  required  to,  she  would  use  her  powers  to  ensure  that  he  could  not  leave  the  small  cabin  on  his  own  accord.

  The  scene  at  the  cabin  is  picturesque  and  warm,  despite  the  reality  of  their  lives.  In  truth,  the  only  other  time  she  had  experienced  such  a  life-altering  event  that  made  her  feel  GOOD  was  when  she  had  met  the  council,  Cordelia  and  the  rest  of  the  girls.  It  gave  her  hope,  and  that  gave  her  something  more  to  live  for  than  living  in  her  brother’s  shadow.  She  grieved  for  quite  some  time,  not  just  over  Kai,  but  also  for  her  parents,  Vincent,  her  friends  she  abandoned,  and  the  insignificant  girl  she  once  had  been.  After  rising  like  a  phoenix  from  the  ashes  of  a  miserable  life,  she  took  control  of  her  reality,  and  was  on  a  path  to  be  sure  she  lived  without  regrets.  Despite  everything  that  had  happened,  it  was  time  for  Kai  to  heal  as  she  had,  and  it  was  time  for  him  to  support  her  as  she  became  Supreme.

In  the  brief  moment  after  the  gasp  of  air  from  the  corpse,  her  dark  hues  drift  back  to  her  brother’s  pale  face,  her  eyes  narrowing  as  she  witnesses  his  eyes  opening,  and  she  reaches  for  a  cigarette  and  lighter  in  her  purse  so  that  she  can  start  smoking  one  to  keep  grounded  from  what  she  knows  will  come.  Winter  notices  that  he  doesn’t  appear  to  fully  see  her,  so  she  scoots  forward,  moving  enough  that  he  is  able  to  see  her  without  strain.  In  silence,  she  takes  a  few  hits  from  her  cigarette  as  she  watches  him  before  letting  out  a  heavy  sigh,  snuffing  out  her  cigarette  so  that  she  may  finally  speak  her  piece.

“It’s  me,”  she  whispers,  while  her  voice  is  the  same,  she  has  aged  by  a  few  years,  her  hair  is  longer,  the  color  is  almost  white.  A  manicured  hand  reaches  out  and  rests  gently  on  his  shoulder,  trying  to  ground  him  from  the  fear  that  he  may  be  experiencing.  “I  know  you  are  confused…but  you  aren’t  in  that  awful  place  anymore…I’m  just  sorry  it  took  so  long.”.  After  a  pause  she  leans  back,  her  touch  finally  leaving  his  shoulder  as  she  reflects  on  her  trial  for  Descensum.  Dark  hues  drift  to  the  azaleas  before  she  continues  to  speak,  “…You  were  in  hell.  A  personal  one  created  by  your  fears  and  trauma…”  Her  thick  eyelashes  flutter  closed  as  she  speaks  monotonously.  “I’m  sure  you’re  confused  with  both  relief  and  resentment  at  seeing  me  again  after  I  left  abruptly.  I  am  deeply  sorry  for  what  I  did  but  if  I  had  stayed  we  both  would  be  dead…we  have  all  the  time  in  the  world  to  talk  about  it  but  right  now  I  need  you  to  focus  now  on  moving  your  body.”

#humilictedman #´ ･ . ✶ ━━ THREADS ⧼ ʰᵒˡᵈ ʰᵉʳ ᵈᵒʷᶰ ʷᶤᵗʰ ˢᵒᵍᵍʸ ᶜˡᵒᵗʰᵉˢ ᵃᶰᵈ ᵇʳᵉᵉᶻᵉᵇˡᵒᶜᵏˢ. ⧽ #´ ･ . ✶ ━━ COVEN :: 03 ⧼ ᵃᵐ ᶤ ᵗʰᵉ ʳᶤᵍʰᵗᵉᵒᵘˢ ᵒʳ ᵗʰᵉ ᵈᵃᵐᶰᵉᵈ? ⧽ #[ sorry I wrote a lot shkdfjf ]

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Kai Anderson aka the Trifaccia Bowler Clown in American Horror Story : Cult ( Episode 1 : Election Night )

#´ ･ . ✶ ━━ KAI ANDERSON ⧼ ʷʰᵉᶰ ᶜʰᵒᶤᶜᵉˢ ᵉᶰᵈ ʸᵒᵘ ᵐᵘˢᵗ ᵈᵉᶠᵉᶰᵈ. ⧽ #ill never get over how satisfied I am with this gif set #wish there was more of winter while wearing her Puzzles mask #aaaaaaa #deff gonna make more bc these r so nice ;-;

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Me: Wants share Winter gifs. 

Tumblr : remember how many times ppl slapped her and how Kai strangled her to death? Me: I no longer want gifs.

#ooctbt #I MEAN???? #not saying I might have to fuckin make GIFS #but apparently that is also EXCATLY what im sayin #stupid mean tumblr D< #I'll b here and on the other bloggys today

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Assorted Slasher Movie Sentence Starters ▓ @reportedblood​​

❝   What do I have to do to prove to you that I'm not a killer? ❞

Winter  smirks  slightly  and  shrugs  her  shoulders  as  she  replies,  “...if  we  were  following  slasher  film  rules  this  question  would  be  pretty  incriminating.  I  was  just  joking...The  media  thought  maybe  it  was  a  group  of  people  doing  it  or  a  cult...How  crazy  is  that?  ”

#reportedblood #´ ･ . ✶ ━━ ASKS ⧼ ᵗʰᵉ ᵒᶰᵉ ᵗᵒ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ᶠˡᵃᵘᶰᵗᵉᵈ ᵃᶰ ᶤᵐᵃᵍᵉ ᵍʳᵒᵗᵉˢᵠᵘᵉ ᵃᶰᵈ ᵒᵇˢᶜᵉᶰᵉ. ⧽ #[ sorry this b short. #I wanna plot :) ]

[dreadfulnanny]

silent hill 2 sentence starters pt. 2.

“ is that why you’re here too? “

“ are you taping again? “

“ i don’t know why, but i just love it here. “

“ you know what i heard? this whole area used to be a sacred place. “

“ it’s too bad we have to leave. “

“ please promise you’ll take me again, ____. “

“ did you get the letter? “

“ did you find ____? “

“ how can you just let him / her / them die? “

“ why are you running away? “

“ thank you for saving me, but i wish you hadn’t. “

“ no, don’t pity me. i’m not worth it. “

“ maybe you think you can save me. “

“ will you love me? take care of me? heal all my pain? “

“ that’s what i thought. “

“ give me back that knife. “

“ for me, it’s always like this. “

“ i was weak. that’s why i needed you. “

“ that’s all over now. “

“ i know the truth. “

“ it’s time to end this. “

“ when will you ever stop making that mistake? “

“ i don’t need you anymore. “

“ that’s what you wanted! “

“ how can you throw me away? “

“ you deserve to die too, ____! “

“ forgive me. “

“ i told you that i wanted to die. i wanted the pain to end. “

“ that’s why i did it. i just couldn’t watch you suffer. “

“ that’s not true. “

“ the truth is: i hated you. i wanted you out of the way. i wanted my life back. “

“ if that were true, why do you look so sad? “

“ please do something for me: go on with your life. “

“ i’m sorry it took so long. “

“ didn’t you want to see me? “

“ i wanted to see you. even an illusion of you. “

“ that’s not true, is it? “

“ you killed me. “

“ you must’ve hated me. that’s why you got rid of me. “

“ i was… tired. “

“ do you really think i could ever forgive you for what you did? “

“ you better do something about that cough. “

“ i know i’ve done a terrible thing to you. “

“ i wish i could change that, but i can’t. “

“ every day i stare up at the cracks in the ceiling and all i can think about is how unfair it all is. “

“ i’m afraid that you don’t really want me to come home. “

“ whenever you come see me, i know how hard it is on you. “

“ i don’t know if you hate me or pity me. or maybe i just disgust you. “

“ i’ll always love you. “

“ i can’t tell you to remember me, but i can’t bear for you to forget me either. “

“ i’m so sorry for what i did to you, what i did to us. “

“ you’ve given me so much and i haven’t been able to return a single thing. “

“ i want you to live for yourself now. “

“ do what’s best for you, ____. “

“ ____… you made me happy. “

#tbt

[dreadfulnanny]

Verse ::  ´ ･ .  ✶ ━━ AU 002. ⧼ ˢᵗᵘᶜᵏ ᵒᶰ ᵗʰᵉ ᵉᵈᵍᵉ ᵒᶠ ᵃ ʳᵉᵛᵉˡᵃᵗᶤᵒᶰ. ⧽

Tragedy  comes  paired  with  loss  of  income  that  kept  the  turbulent  family  financially  stable.  With  the  motorcycle  accident  Scott  Anderson  happened  to  be  in,  his  state  of  being  quickly  deteriorated  until  he  was  but  a  shadow  of  the  reasonable  man  he  used  to  be.  It’s  not  long  after  his  accident  he  convinces  himself  that  his  wife,  Julie,  is  having  an  affair,  next  he  targets  his  anger  on  the  second  oldest  brother;  Kai,  simply  because  his  pursuit  in  college  wasn’t  ‘good’  enough  for  him.  The  eldest  brother,  Rudy  was  a  graduate  and  was  just  starting  his  career  of  being  a  psychiatrist  in  another  city.  Winter  ‘abandon’s’  her  family  and  leaves  for  college,  living  solely  on  student  loans  and  a  part-time  job.  Anything  she  needed  to  do  to  stay  away  from  home  she  did  it,  though  the  guilt  never  subsided,  even  with  the  ‘assistance’  of  drugs,  alcohol  or  self-harm.

Rather  then  staying  in  Brookfield,  Michigan  the  Anderson  family  moves  to    Crockett  Island  due  to  finances.  Julie  begins  to  attend  the  church  for  her  own  personal  faith  until  she  cannot  cope  with  her  life  anymore.  The  tensions  building  in  the  Anderson  household  come  to  a  end  with  the  murder-suicide  enacted  by  Julie  after  the  years  of  abuse  Scott  had  taken  out  on  herself  and  the  family  becomes  too  much.  Kai  witnesses  the  murder-suicide,  Winter  is  still  away  in  college  and  with  how  distant  she  is  Kai  calls  Rudy  first  and  much  like  AHS,  he  visits,  convinces  Kai  to  keep  his  mouth  shut,  tells  Kai  to  keep  his  parents  bodies  coated  in  lye  to  cover  up  the  smell.  Many  of  the  people  in  Crockett  would  avoid  the  household,  knowing  how  Scott  acted.  They’d  see  Kai  once  in  a  while,  but  not  much  else  until  Thanksgiving  when  Winter  is  asked  by  Kai  to  come  home.  The  years  of  guilt  catch  up  with  her  and  she  accepts  the  invitation.

Winter  learning  of  her  parent’s  fate  leaves  her  in  a  less  than  stellar  mood,  and  she  even  goes  as  far  as  threatening  to  tell  Sheriff  Hassan  which  causes  her  brother  Kai  retort  with  the  fact  if  she  were  to  say  anything  that’d  he  and  Rudy  would  face  legal  consequences  and  that  she’d  be  to  blame,  much  like  how  she  was  to  blame  for  NOT  being  there.  Solemnly  Winter  agrees  to  keep  her  mouth  shut,  though  once  another  new  face  appears  on  Crockett  Island  Winter  can’t  help  but  be  curious  of  him  stepping  in  at  the  church,  and  she  sees  his  preaching  of  faith  as  the  only  HOLY  tie  to  her  mother’s  memoriam,  and  its  something  she  prefers  over  the  etched  memory  of  the  decaying  corpses  in  her  parent’s  bedroom.

Though  she  see’s  faith  as  an  extensions  of  her  mother,  she  isn’t  a  believer  and  observes  the  church  from  afar,  never  once  attending  a  mass  from  INSIDE  the  church,  though  she  does  observe  through  windows,  or  listen  through  closed  doors.  Time  paired  with  miracles  cause  Winter  to  grow  curious  about  the  man  she  begins  to  recognize  as  Father  Paul.  Winter  begins  to  question  going  to  confession  for  guidance  as  her  brother’s  mental  state  begins  to  deteriorate  due  to  his  obsession  with  Cult  related  activity.  Winter  is  stuck  between  seeking  help  or  being  a  silent  passenger  to  her  brother’s  madness.  

#´ ･ . ✶ ━━ AU 002. ⧼ ˢᵗᵘᶜᵏ ᵒᶰ ᵗʰᵉ ᵉᵈᵍᵉ ᵒᶠ ᵃ ʳᵉᵛᵉˡᵃᵗᶤᵒᶰ. ⧽ #this will b put on the carrd but posting here as an update <3 #midnight mass rp #might expand in time but this is the majority of it. :D

[dreadfulnanny]

Winter Anderson. 

#´ ･ . ✶ ━━ VISAGE ⧼ ʷᵉᵃʳˢ ᵃ ᵈʳᵉˢˢ ˡᶤᵏᵉ ᵃ ᵇᵒᵈʸ ᵇᵃᵍ. ⧽

[dreadfulnanny]

Assorted Slasher Movie Sentence Starters  ▓ @humilictedman​ ❝  Do you believe that people can dream what’s going to happen? ❞

Doe  hues  merely  drift  in  the  direction  of  her  brother,  her  expression  stoic  as  a  set  of  her  manicured  digits  trace  the  hem  of  her  other  arms  sleeve  cuff  that  was  attached  to  a  long  sleeve  black  dress  with  a  white  collar.  A  pair  of  black  boots  are  kicked  off  her  feet  onto  the  shag  carpet  before  she  rests  her  feet  on  the  coffee  table  center  in  the  basement.

❝  …If  you  think  it’s  a  stupid  concept,  no…but  if  you  are  asking  seriously,  it  depends.  ❞  The  silver-haired  fox  shrugs,  her  eyes  breaking  from  looking  at  Kai  to  glance  back  at  the  screen  of  the  television  that  Kai  had  muted.  ❝  Dreams  can  cause  self-fulfilling  prophecies…I  don’t  think  those  situations  are  predictions  but  let’s  say…You  are  pissed  at  someone  and  have  no  contact  for  a  long  while,  you  have  a  dream  you  make  up  with  them,  then  it  happens.  ❞  She  glances  back,  ❝    I’ve  been  in  that  situation  before  myself.  Did  I  feel  it  was  time  to  let  go  of  that  person?  Was  my  dream  was  just  solidifying  that  fact  and  the  dream  enacted  me  to  reach  out  to  end  the  drama  because  I  was  ready  to  move  on  ?  I  guess  long  story  short,  not  commonly.  I  believe  the  majority  can  bring  forward  inspiration  and  reaction  that  causes  action…what  about  you?  ❞

#humilictedman #´ ･ . ✶ ━━ ASKS ⧼ ᵗʰᵉ ᵒᶰᵉ ᵗᵒ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ᶠˡᵃᵘᶰᵗᵉᵈ ᵃᶰ ᶤᵐᵃᵍᵉ ᵍʳᵒᵗᵉˢᵠᵘᵉ ᵃᶰᵈ ᵒᵇˢᶜᵉᶰᵉ. ⧽

[dreadfulnanny]

assorted slasher movie sentence starters !!

content warnings that generally apply to slashers (such as violence, gore, sexual themes, etc) are applicable here, feel free to change any pronouns/phrases to fit your muse as needed!!

“ paradise lost? found it! ”

“ it’s a scream baby! ”

“ it hurt like a son of a bitch, it even bled! ”

“ i’m your boyfriend now, [name]. ”

“ i don’t think you could pick your nose without written instructions. ”

“ you’re saying that that’s a real person underneath? ”

“ be good to him and he will be good to you. ”

“ be my victim. ”

“ oh, please don’t kill me, mr. [name/alias]. i wanna be in the sequel! ”

“ morality sucks. ”

“ i know what you did, nasty [name]! ”

“ aside from that, the simple answer is run like a motherfucker and don’t stop till the sun comes up. ”

“ i’ll teach you to fuck with me! ”

“ yeah, it’s probably the serial killers or something. ”

“ you wouldn’t hurt me, would you [name]? ”

“ i hate a guy with a car and no sense of humour. ”

“ your disbelief destroyed the faith of my congregation. ”

“ everybody’s a suspect! ”

“ they will say that i have shed innocent blood. ”

“ it is going to get wet in here tonight. lace your boots up kiddies! ”

“ [name], come back. i’ll be good, i will. ”

“ why don’t you go find a wall socket and stick your tongue in it, that’ll give you a charge. ”

“ this is the end, friend! ”

“ you walk in on a funeral for a fucking fanbelt? ”

“ death has come to your little town, [name]. ”

“ what do i have to do to prove to you that i’m not a killer? ”

“ do you believe that people can dream what’s going to happen?”

“ music gives him so much joy. ”

“ don’t tell them what we did! ”

“ goodnight, asshole! ”

“ you’re just gonna let ‘em leave like that? ”

“ was that the boogeyman? ”

“ expect to see more of me. ”

“ my mom and dad are gonna be so mad at me. ”

“ the caller is inside the house. the calls are coming from inside the house! ”

“ do you believe in me? ”

“ allow me at least one kiss. just one exquisite kiss. ”

“ what’s your favourite scary movie? ”

#tbt

[dreadfulnanny]

an independent WINTER ANDERSON of AMERICAN HORROR STORY :: CULT. 

❝ The though of caring for anyone makes me want to scream. ❞

penned by  ▓ G H O S T.

#ahs rp #cult rp #horror rp #indie horror rp #selfpromotagpending