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lambbled-archive · 3 years
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I’VE MOVED NESS OVER HERE.
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lambbled-archive · 3 years
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I’VE MOVED NESS OVER HERE.
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lambbled-archive · 3 years
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I’VE MOVED NESS OVER HERE.
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lambbled-archive · 3 years
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I’VE MOVED NESS OVER HERE.
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lambbled-archive · 3 years
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I’VE MOVED NESS OVER HERE.
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lambbled-archive · 3 years
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what if i made a comeback tho????
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lambbled-archive · 4 years
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well...this isn’t a post i thought i’d be making but life sucks.  i’m sorry that i haven’t been around but there’s been a ton of stuff going on irl that i’ll put under the cut in case it could be triggering to anyone.  just know that i love you all and that this decision has absolutely nothing to do with you wonderful people!!!
after a lot of thinking i’m putting all of my blogs on an indefinite hiatus.
like i said this has everything to do with me and everything that’s going on in my life right now that is taking priority and focus away from my blogs.  writing has been literally impossible due to stress and anxiety and all those fun types of feelings.  also, i probably won’t be on discord at all/much just so that i can keep my focus on my important life happenings, and keep my anxiety levels as low as possible.  so here’s your guilt free card to unfollow or do whatever you need to do to keep this a happy place for you!!! <333
but as stu said: i’ll be right back!!  i know i will because i love you all too much and ness is a character so close to my heart.  be good people, do good things, and i hope you succeed at everything you do!!!!!!  <3333
(trigger warnings for under the read more: illness, death of a family member, discussions about anxiety and depression, and college/school)
i feel so awful about being vague so here’s the lowdown on that irl stuff i mentioned up top for anyone who wants more info.
so my grandfather suddenly took a turn for the worst, and i had to basically live with my grandparents for a while.  all of my attention was solely on them up until my grandfather passed rather suddenly.  my anxiety was already high, and that was just icing on the fucked up cake.  between struggling with anxiety, a bad bout of depression, caring for my grandmother, and trying to find time to mourn...it was just a lot.
and so of course life decided to throw another wrench into the machine and my registration for college this semester just disappeared?  i really don’t know how to put it exactly.  my college says that i would’ve had to delete my schedule and jump through all these hoops that i know i did not do.  all of the blame was placed on me for what seems like a freak accident, and long story short, i’m not going to be able to attend college this semester because of it and don’t know how my future will play out because of this.
what followed is what i like to call my ‘20 years too early midlife crisis.’  it’s likely a result of stress and everything else, but it’s left me feeling like i’m majoring in the wrong field, that i don’t know what to do with my life, that i don’t even know if i want to write anymore, etc.  i just feel really lost and directionless atm.
i’m still trying to work through everything, but yeah it felt good to write it all down and i like being transparent for you guys.  it’s the least i can do.
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lambbled-archive · 4 years
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𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒 𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐒:  1 / ∞
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lambbled-archive · 4 years
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@firecpals​   said:     make me feel something. / ginny to ness ♡ from:     intimacy/nsfw prompts  /  always accepting  !
             IT’S A SOBERING REQUEST,  one that sounds more like a plea than a demand.  it grips her heart tightly, feels like it’s trying to tear it from her chest.  it hurts.  it’s more painful than anything jason did or could have done to her.  there’s a built-in resistance to physical injury, honed by the sharp blade of a machete, but there’s no defense for open, raw, emotional wounds.  it takes so, so long to find the words ... and even then they’re weak and insufficient.  it’s not what either of them wants to hear, but it’s the TRUTH.  ❝  i don’t know how.  ❞
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             ❝  i don’t know how to FIX this ... i really wish i did.  ❞  there are long days when ness doubts that this is something that can be repaired, that they can be fixed.  jason is dead ... that didn’t fix anything.  she could comb the bottom of that lake for his body, dredge it back up, and kill him all over again ... but that wouldn’t fix anything either.  she’s lost.  she doesn’t know what to do without a clear enemy that she can fight, that she can kill ... ness only knows how to hold ginny’s hand tighter, to lean in and kiss her as gently as she can.  ness lingers before barely pulling away, enough so that she can speak but still so close that their lips brush when she does.  so ginny can hear and feel the apology.  ❝  I’M SORRY.  ❞
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lambbled-archive · 4 years
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@diiavola​   said:     are you flirting with me? from:    intimacy/nsfw prompts  /  always accepting  !
             SHE LAUGHS BUT IT’S ALL NERVOUSNESS AND NO HUMOR.  it makes her sound like a kid who got caught staring at their crush during class, and the very sudden way that she wants to look at literally anything else but ravenna doesn’t help.  ❝  that implies that i know how to FLIRT ...  ❞  ness shakes her head, both to attempt to cover her reddening face with her hair and to further deny the accusation.
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             ❝  ... and i absolutely don’t so ... y’know ...  ❞  it’s true.  there’s always been a lack of a definitive line separating where her caring nature and her need to be close became anything more than friendly or familial actions.  she teased connor a lot ... but she also teased everyone, so ... did that ever really count as flirting  ?  at the very least, she can claim ignorance from a lack of experience ...
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lambbled-archive · 4 years
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intimacy   /   non   cringy   nsfw   prompts.
tw:   nsfw   (obviously).
touch me.
please touch me.
i need you.
i want you.
i trust you.
you look so beautiful / handsome.
be quiet.
make me.
i just want to feel something.
make me feel something.
i couldn’t stop thinking about you.
you don’t have to be so gentle with me.
be gentle with me.
my clothes look better on you. 
is that my shirt?
this doesn’t mean anything.
don’t get attached.
try not to fall in love with me.
i want to be more than friends.
we’re just friends.
what are we?
what am i to you?
i love your bedhead.
just kiss me.
shut up and kiss me.
can i kiss you?
let me distract you.
i’ve missed you.
are you flirting with me?
say please.
please.
undress me.
is this okay?
are you sure?
tell me you want me.
come back to bed.
i don’t want to get up.
don’t go.
stay.
you’re so tense.
just relax.
i think i’m in love with you.
i love you.
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lambbled-archive · 4 years
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closed starter    /    @jockmare​​    /    just some kick ass final kids
             ❝  HOW HARD CAN IT BE  ?  ❞  there’s a cockiness to the way that the bat dangles between her fingers, but her overconfidence doesn’t last any longer than the time it takes to wrap both hands around the bat and swing.  one shoe slips in the dirt and she follows through a little too forcefully ... enough so that her balance wavers, and she’d be left wide open if this were a REAL FIGHT.
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             ❝  i know you’re supposed to like ... stand a certain way or somethin’, right  ?  ❞  ness huffs as she shuffles around and tries to plant her feet, but it still doesn’t seem right.  there’s a deep-set frown on her face when she looks back up at him for confirmation that everything she’s doing is WRONG.
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lambbled-archive · 4 years
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@chaoswon​​​​   said:     “ you deserve every good thing in the world . ” from:    hurt/comfort starters  /  always accepting  !
             ❝  MAYBE.  ❞  her mouth twists before the word’s final syllable is out of it.  there’s a sickening taste left on her tongue that makes her want to gag.  it’s almost funny how her own BODY is even aware that she should not be standing here.  that has been made obvious to her from the moment that she walked out of that house instead of being carried out in a body bag.  no ... what she deserves is so much worse than anything she could ever think up on those late nights when her mind races too frantically to sleep.  she shouldn’t even try to lie.  ness is notoriously bad at it, and it isn’t as though she could slip one past michael anyway.  
             ❝  but ... pretty soon that won’t matter, anymore ... right  ?  ❞  there’s no trace of anything bitter in her tone or angry or sad ... even though she knows there should be.  there’s just a peaceful sort of resignation, something teetering on the edge of ACCEPTANCE.  at least, she knows at whose hands the world will meet its end ... that’s more than most people can say.
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             there’s a moral responsibility that comes with that knowledge, but her more heroic qualities have remained mostly silent so far.  she doesn’t know if she’s just too tired of fighting unwinnable battles ... or if she’s just too afraid of losing michael if she tries.  ❝  there won’t be any good things left in the world ... or bad.  there won’t be ANYTHING AT ALL.  ❞
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lambbled-archive · 4 years
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i'm just sitting here thinkin about the dream warriors verse that i spontaneously came up with for ness at like 2 am. and i have concluded that her power of like reflecting her injuries back on whoever inflicted them would probably be useful against freddy?? she'd just have to get super injured for it to really effect him ig, and i dunno but maybe he'd be a little less inclined to fuck with her just because he doesn't want to deal with injuring himself by trying to kill her??
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lambbled-archive · 4 years
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firecpals​:
#.*  @lambbled​ said:  ’ did you hear that? ‘
they had come to play a prank on the counselors who had been sneaking out to the site of the crystal lake murders a few years prior; paul didn’t want them messing around out there, and ness had gotten the idea to dress up like the killer to scare them away from doing it. the mask ginny had put on was hokey, the sort that was obviously fake up close but might look more real from far away and as a surprise. but whatever the figure in the distance was wearing wasn’t like that at all. he wore what looked like a sack over his head, with two holes cut in it to see like a child’s ghost costume, and he was looking right at them. 
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“ ness, “ ginny says softly, motioning with her eyes toward the stranger. it’s creepy, and quite frankly, she doesn’t like it one bit. if someone else is playing the same prank on them that they planned to play on the counselors, it’s working. “ we should get out of here. “ 
she suddenly wants to be as far away from the place as possible. the fact that people were actually murdered, possibly right where they’re standing, is suddenly very poignant. the noise the stranger made that alerted them to his presence reminds ginny of a rattlesnake: and anyone who doesn’t get the hell out of the way when they hear the rattling is just asking for trouble, she thinks. 
             THE NOISE WAS UNSETTLING, but ness can’t help but snort at the sight of the source of it.  she lifts her own mask up, lets it sit on top of her head as she squints to make sure that she isn’t seeing things.  no ... there’s actually someone standing among the trees with a sack over his head ... and she thought their own masks were cheesy.  ❝  you think paul packed that stupid outfit in his suitcase or what  ?  ❞
             she laughs again, but there’s more nervous energy than humor this time.  the stranger moves.  he takes a very purposeful step forward and the dry underbrush snaps unnervingly easily under his weight.  it’s only one step, but it feels so much farther than that.  he doesn’t move again.  ness thinks he must know that it would be an unnecessary effort.  ginny already seems thoroughly frightened, and there’s some instinctual feeling settling in her stomach that this is more serious than a PRANK on some idiotic counselors.
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             ❝  ... yeah, let’s just ... go back to the lodge.  ❞  her voice comes out so much quieter than before, even if she’s still clawing for some semblance of bravery.  they’re being irrational, really.  ness knows this even as her eyes glance toward the trail they’d come from, looking for any other unexpected visitors.  it’s either paul or someone from town looking to bank in on the tragedy that happened here ... all in the name of a good scare.  ❝  if they get MURDERED out here it’s their own fuckin’ fault anyway.  ❞
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lambbled-archive · 4 years
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me squinting at my ships:  does...does ness just have a thing for blondes or???
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lambbled-archive · 4 years
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“She apologized all the time, as if it was a habit; but you could see it in her eyes that she meant it. Every apology was sincere. She was sorry for the way the world worked. She was sorry for everything.”
— (via jan-zhao)
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