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.

tracking: iintravenovs

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teresa. my hubby. my amazing friend. my world. i honestly don’t know where i’d be without you. for one, as already stated, you’re my husband ( and a PERFECT ONE at that ). two, you’re one of my closest friends on this website ( even if we don’t talk everyday, we know what’s up ). three, you’re one of the most talented writers i have the HONOR of threading with. you’re the donovan to my elizabeth, and i don’t know if you know how much that means to me. the ideas we plot are beautiful and so exciting, and i never get bored, and i even squeal basically every time i see that you’ve answered one of our threads. you are so very special and important to me,  and i know i could show that better than i do, but i hope you know that regardless. thank you for being so wonderful and for always putting up with me and my crazy shenanigans. i love you, teresa. i’m always here for you, no matter what. ♥

 #omg bless  #u really are such a beautiful soul manon ok??  #ily sm & I truly am grateful to not only have met you but to call you my friend and my wife  #such a blessing to this website in general  #keep being u  #▌┋❛ ʷᵉ ᵃʳᵉ ᶜᵒˡˡᵉᶜᵗᶤᶰᵍ ᵒᵘʳ ᵉᶰᵉᵐᶤᵉˢ ᵃᶰᵈ ᵖᵘᵗᵗᶤᶰᵍ ᵗʰᵉᵐ ᶤᶰ ʰᵉʳᵉ ( saved )  #▌┋❛ ᶤᵗ'ˢ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜˡᵉᵃᶰ ᵘᵖ ( ooc ) 

NAME: your worst nightmare or favorite daydream ( depends on the day ).
AGE: old enough to teach you something.
DO YOU LIKE TO CUDDLE?: meh, i can take it or leave it.
CAN WE MAKE-OUT?: after a few drinks, sure!
A NIGHT IN OR DINNER OUT?: i deserve a dinner out, don’t you think?
ICE CREAM OR CHOCOLATE COVERED STRAWBERRIES?: ice cream.
WHAT MAKES YOU A GOOD VALENTINE?: have you seen me?
WOULD YOU COOK FOR ME?: probably not, but i’d give it a shot.
WOULD YOU LET ME COOK FOR YOU?: i trust you enough not to poison me now, so that’s a yes.

valentine’s day application

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     “This is a joke. Valentine’s day is not a joke. How many times do I have to explain that? It’s more of a legitimate holiday than Christmas, Hanukkah, or whatever else exists. But you know what? Even though I think that you’re not taking this as seriously as you should, I think I’m going to have to accept. I mean, you are trying.“

 #wclfgirl  #submission  #omg bless  #this made me laugh 

wickedlilrabbit:

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        grace rocks on her feet, her eyes following the other’s every move. he seemed agitated and she couldn’t blame him; her words were silly– that’s why she said them! she doesn’t follow his direction, locking her knees when he asks her to come forward. how was he going to get the blood into his mouth? was he going to drink it as if he were a puppy or something? drinking from a water bowl? ah but her questions are answered when he dips a thumb into a blood droplet that was racing a few others down her arm. she’s quiet and concentrated; her mouth slightly agape. she didn’t even offer him the blood on her arm, but that was okay - the deed was already done. “ got – got it from some real nice lookin’ younger – younger lady. took – took real good care’ah herself. mhm – watchin’ her ‘fer weeks. only ate – ate tha’ organic shit, y’know? apples, potatoes, mmm lettuce. stuff that – that – that, that costs a - hm, a – a ‘jillion dollars. so – s’fresh. buh’why? y’want some in a lil’ doggy bag? a t’go cup? s’gon’cost yah’. i was watchin’ ‘iss lady ‘fer weeks. wha’ makes y’think i – i’m juss’ gon juss’ – give you some? hm?“

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                          He nods his head after every single detail that was given to him. Not necessarily because it was anything that he really needed to know ( because he definitely didn’t. ), but it confirmed the real reason why he asking and the first place. It came from a human, thank God. To be quite honest, Donovan didn’t even know what he would do if it turned out that she was trying to feed him some kind of animal blood or something like that. ( besides kill her, of course. That was pretty much a given. ) But before he was even able to get entirely too comfortable in the relief that he felt over the fact, it was quickly as if the rug was pulled out from underneath him, so to speak. He was right back to sitting on square one; confused as ever. To his memory, it was only two seconds ago that she was willing to share everything with him and now all of the sudden, she was tapping a change of heart? Why? He didn’t understand it and to be perfectly honest, he didn’t want to understand it. As far as he was concerned, she was making a huge mistake and the least that he could do was let her know. ❛ Are you stupid? ❜ He asked rhetorically, shaking his head a few times. ❛ You don’t go walking around covered in blood, especially not around people like me and just expect that you’re not going to share. At least I’m being generous enough and willing to share any at all. ❜

 #wickedlilrabbit  #▌┋❛ ʸᵒᵘ ᵈᵒᶰ’ᵗ ᵍᵉᵗ ᵗᵒ ˡᵉᵃᵛᵉ ( replies )  #omg bless