HOVER.

Indie & Selective canon American Horror Story: Hotel rp.

donovan.

Heavy nsfw / triggering content.

Mun & Muse are 21+.

Multiverse, Multiship, OC & crossover FRIEDNLY.

Written by Teresa.

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blkwiidow:

 the  way  he  was  talking  made  her  think  he  had  been  through  some  shit  like  that  as  well  ,  that  his  soul  might  be  as  dark  as  hers  ,  the  darkness  always  drew  her  close  ,  bad  thoughts  spinning  in  her  mind  .  she  never  was  a  good  person  ,  she  lost  count  of  how  many  people  she  killed  in  her  life  .  did  she  even  regret  one  victim   ?   probably  not  .  that’s  what  made  her  end  up  in  a  bar  like  this  . 

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 a  sassy  smile  on  her  lips  when  she  heard  his  question  she  leaned  back  ,  her  red  curls  falling  over  her  shoulders  ,  she  downed  her  drink  ,  looking  over  to  him       ❛       I  don’t  think  you  have  enough  time  and  alcohol  for  that  story        ❜       she  muttered  ,  leaning  over  to  him  a  bit  before  she  ordered  another  drink  .  ❛        what  are  you  even  drinking  there    ?    that  smells  disgusting  ,  like  blood        ❜       she  smelled  enough  blood  in  her  life  to  figure  this  smell  out  easily  . 

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     Although she didn’t exactly give him an answer, he was still capable enough of reading between the lines of her dismissal towards the subject. She didn’t want to talk about it. That was fine, of course. He wasn’t that kind of person to force someone into talking when it was clear that they didn’t want to — especially about something as minuscule as this. Instead, he sat in a brief state of silence, absentmindedly rotating his wrist a few times, giving the crimson liquid that filled to cup a bit of a stir.

Catching on to the comment that she made about his drink, the dark-haired man quickly turned his attention over to the woman standing beside him, sending her a bit of a questioning look. Blood. She knew; but how? However, instead of letting his mild panic be made known, a chuckle quickly sounded from him as he gave his head a shake as if she had just said the most ridiculous thing ever. “How does blood smell?” He asked, feigning cluelessness. “You must be familiar enough to know what it smells like. But no, it’s a special ingredient. An energy drink.” At least he wasn’t necessarily lying about that.

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