swimming in a 𝙛𝙞𝙨𝙝 𝙗𝙤𝙬𝙡 .

hey,   babes !!   call   me   TODD.   i’m 27 years old.   i’m   not very selective   but please, if you are under 18 don’t reply to my threads, i feel comfortable playing with muns of age.   my ocs are all over 25.   i’m brazilian and english is not my first language, mistakes can be made and i’m sorry about that !!   here we have some important links:

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open starters.

ask memes.

“visiting? who are you visiting?” she tilted her head with a smile, trying to hold back her excitement. “I’m just busy researching, trying to get my dissertation wrapped up and finished.” 

‘   A   FRIEND   FROM   COLLEGE.     he kept a smile on his face. it was nice to see her and miguel was genuinely happy.     ‘   OH   RIGHT...   YOU’RE   STILL   FOCUSING   ON   YOUR   STUDIES,   UH?   I’M   NOT   SURPRISED. 

sutton made somewhat of a face, “hm, i don’t think i’ll turn into a werewolf but i may or may not have had a run in with a fairy godmother so i’ll definitely have to be home by midnight.” the blonde joked.

‘   REALLY?     he laughed.     ‘   SO   I’M   GONNA   PLAY   THE   RATS   HERE   AND   TAKE   YOU   HOME   WHEN   YOU   NEED.     blaise hoped that his cinderella’s references were right.

simone  rolled  her  eyes.  “ain’t  no  way  you  actually  care   about  my  well  being.”  she  snorted.  his  next  comment  made  her  really  just  want  to  leave  the  cabin  and  just  get  lost  in  the  storm.  “  if  you  get  hungry  then  starve.  hell  im  sure  there  are  leftover  marshmallows  in  the  cupboard  somewhere.”  she  really  didn’t  care.   she  faced  towards  the  door  and  took  a  breath   and  reached  toward  the  door knob.  it  was  mind  over  matter.  “ if  you  need  me…don’t.” 

‘   I   DON’T   CARE.     he replied as fast as possible trying to keep his pride. somehow in caleb’s  fucked up  mind, feelings were always a mistake and he needed to denied them like a little boy.     ‘   LOOK...   IT’S   CRAZY   TO   GO   OUT.   WE   CAN   SPLIT   THE   PLACE   AND   DON’T   INTERACT   AT   ALL.   YOU   GET   LIKE...   A   ROOM   AND   I   KEEP   THE   REST.

graceland jumped slightly when she heard gus’ voice, a soft but nervous laugh leaving her lips. “hi, gus. hey. yeah, i am fine. this is all fine. just a little camping mishap right?” graceland said, holding her phone out, the light illuminating the area around them. “i think i found batteries. no flashlights.” graceland said, but her voice gave her away, she wasn’t alright. she was entirely spooked. 

‘   SORRY.     he almost whispered trying to be a little more gentle.     ‘   WHAT   A   MISHAP,   UH?   I’M   SURE   EVERYTHING   IS   FINE.     he wasn’t actually, something inside of him was telling that the situation was alarming. but gus wanted grace to feel safe.     ‘   THAT’S   NOT   GOOD.   MAYBE   WE   CAN   TRY   TO   FIND   SOME   CANDLES?   AND   IF   YOU   WANT   TO   SLEEP...   I’LL   STAY   UP. 

It was a sweet gesture for him to place the towel over her shoulders, one that Jamilah would have appreciated more if she wasn’t so busy trying to process everything that was happening.    “ I-I know. I tried to tell him that it was dangerous but he wouldn’t listen to me. You know how he is. ” Archie was hotheaded, the type of man that didn’t think before he spoke or acted. Jamilah didn’t blame him for running off though. She was also worried about their other friend’s well being. Tears began to form in the corners of her eyes but she wiped them before they had a chance to fall - crying wasn’t going to help them. Besides, the last thing she wanted was to look pitiful in front of Gus. She had to keep it together. At his words, her gaze turned to the fireplace. The mention of  warmth made her painfully aware how much the cabin lacked it. Her body shivered instinctively.  “ We’re out of firewood. I think there’s some in the shed out in the back. ” She took a step towards him, eyes wide and pleading. “ Don’t leave me. Let’s stick together, okay? Please? ”

it was hard to gus not seem apathetic in front of the situation  ( actually,  all  the time ) , he couldn’t shake the feeling that he didn’t belong with those people anymore. there were more important things to focus on, but he kept thinking about himself.     ‘   YEAH... I KNOW     he answered unsure. the male’s respond to a tough situation was being practical, not thinking too much just acting in a helpful way. august approached the fireplace checking for dry wood trusting more his own eyes than the other’s word. his left hand touched the the lighter in his pocket. he didn’t smoke anymore, but the object on his hand was something like an anchor.     ‘   UH...   YOU’RE   RIGHT.   LET’S   JUST...   I   NEED   TO   GET   THE   FIREWOOD.   IF   WE   STAY   HERE   WITHOUT   HEAT...   I   DON’T   KNOW.   WE   CAN   GO   TOGETHER   AND   THEN   FIND   SOME   BLANKETS   AND   WE   ALL   CRASH   IN   FRONT   OF   THE   FIRE.