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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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🎶" you used to call me on my cellphone. "🎶

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     Late night when you need my love.

Music loudly echoed through the penthouse walls; a clear indication of the fact that the Countess was out. And as the saying goes, when the cat is the way… With a glass of blood in one hand and his cigarette in the other, Donovan was dancing and singing along to what was perhaps one of his favorite songs as if no one was watching or listening. No one was, right?

“I know when that hotline bling. That can only mean one thing.”

*smooches u bc ur the best hubby evar* love and miss u bby ❤️❤️

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you honor me and I’m afraid I do not deserve it. I still love and miss you too <3!

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     “No offense, babe, but your staff sucks. Can’t do shit for themselves.” Yes, he was specifically talking about Iris.

❝ everything has its consequences. ❞

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      She found out. It was an immediate panic that overtook the dark-haired man once the sentence fully left her mouth. But how? He was so sure that the Countess never even so much as batted an eyelash in Iris’ direction; he would’ve bet everything on that fact, so how was it that he was being proved wrong? No matter how hard he could’ve tried, he couldn’t bring himself to wrap his head around it. Before, Iris didn’t exist in the eyes of Elizabeth, but now everything was changing; he could feel his heart pounding heavily in his chest — he could feel death breathing down his neck. And although he tried his best to conceal the state of panic that he was in, there was no way of removing the clear expression of concern in his baby blue eyes. “C- consequences?” He repeated in a questioning tone, trying to force out a smile, but to no avail. “What do you mean?“

❝ they died screaming. ❞

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     Cruel, but it brought a smile to his face. If you were to ask him, they deserved nothing more than to scream until they turned blue in the face; crying and begging for mercy in the face of an inevitable death. It was yet another successful date night completed with some good old-fashioned hate watching; one of the couple’s favorite hobbies. Overjoyed at the way that she seemed to be recalling the events that they had just witnessed, Donovan’s lips curled at the edge of his mouth, giving a perfect display of how ecstatic he was. “Music to your ears, I bet. What was this, the third person that Ramona ate? We should make her our hate watch champion, you know? I think she should be properly rewarded for the entertainment.” He didn’t even need to elaborate any more, you could already tell by the tone in which he spoke that the reward he had in mind wasn’t going to be something good.

❝ you have no shame, do you? ❞

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     “I’m sorry.” The words came from him in almost like a whisper. It was almost like a reflex. Apologizing was always Donovan’s first instinct when it came to Elizabeth, whether or not he truly was in the wrong. When he was sided against her, he was always in the wrong no matter what and he knew better than to think otherwise. Although his head dropped lower, his baby blue eyes remained pointed upward, aimed at nothing else but his platinum blonde haired lover. The dominance that she held over him was so overwhelming that he couldn’t even think to do much of anything else. In fact, he seemed to have forgotten the reason why he was apologizing in the first place. All that matters to him was that she was no longer upset.

debdamn:

I will love you as long as you let me. And God forbid, if you no longer let me, I will love you quietly

silentsuggestions:

hurt her. hurt her and see what happens. hurt her and find my hand around your throat and blood running down your chest.