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To: goatface  [d.johnson@saltburnt.co.uk]  goatface says:

tits

goatface says: 

now

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where

goatface says: 

yours slut

•]••´º´•» J E M «•´º´••[• says:

no?

goatface says: 

tits please slut

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do you think if i told the servants to fuck off from our rooms they'd listen 'cause they ain't doing it right?

( they don't do hospital corners, what the fuck! it's neurotic 4am hour with danny johnson, out on an early morning run. )

you and john probably don't know any better but i know and i'm gonna go fuckin batshit

( right after this: )

what do you last remember before waking up here?

Jem. Your father tells me you like to run.

Hey! got you a prezzie

( after catching a peak of her talking to her daddy on the network )

so i see i misunderstood what kind of daddy you were talking about when you said your daddy was a god

( attachment, an mp3 titled what_do_u_think : a recording starts with a silence, then the strum of the guitar. it's Eddie singing, pieces of a song from her mixtape. )

i really would have killed him for you.

[ Look, the reception in here has been messing with Matt's thirst traps (or something) but he sent out some normal messages and those delivered fine. So whatever weird is going on, it's probably over.

Therefore, an image: A shirtless young man--slender and pale, with messy dark hair--standing in a hospital room. There's a tattoo of a green lotus over his heart, and another on his right hip depicting a half-monkey, half-man figure. There is also a bandage over his left side, a square of white gauze affixed with tape. The angle of the camera is far back enough to show both his hands, as well as the shirt he's discarded on the narrow hospital bed.

And there's one more thing.

Just in the corner of the frame, but unmistakably present, is Gregory House. He's making bunny ears behind Matt's head. ]

so… zombies? also do u want anything in your care package?

[ Matt didn't stick around to chat the last time he saw Jem. Neither of them was in great shape. But the visceral effect Alicent's (Lady Daenerys'?) vision had on her has stuck with him. ]

Hey

I know we barely know each other, but I wanted to see how you were doing

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Make sure you do not forget the rest of the cookies before you leave the club!!

you totally duped me, and I'm very upset about it! I just thought you should know!

insert tyra banks screaming gif here!!

Jem Walker.

Jem? I'm sorry, I've been asleep. I didn't get to check on you after... everything. Are you okay?

Hey. I never really got to know your brother, but if you guys need anything, or if you miss hanging with some asshole old guy, let me know. Need something to replace my evening badminton with House.

[ Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the house... one particular vampire was spening his "day" (night) trying to beat Saltburn's tendency to make it difficult to get where you wanna go, so as to drop off gifts.

Daniel isn't looking to get waylaid in the awkward thanks of a direct handover, especially since he's pretty sure most of these people won't have gotten him anything in return. (Son't feel bad. He's also the kind of boomer to mail out Christmas cards to his nephew and dentist and old friend from college.)

So while he'll slip into the rooms of people he can hear are asleep (or can't hear at all), fellow night owls will get the servant who opens their curtains and announces breakfast also bringing in the gift left on the doorstep.

The gift is neatly wrapped and tagged with a generic Merry Christmas label that says From: DM. It contains a package of gingerbread (purchased, not baked) and knockoff discman with "The Velvet Underground and Nico" (1967) and "OK Computer" (1997) on CD. ]

so how the fuck is your week going

[ The image attached is a selfie, of sorts. Matt is lying in what seems to be a pile of laundry, though on closer inspection, there's something wrong here. What looked at first glance like an exploded feather pillow directly under Matt's back is actually a pair of wings. Another, smaller pair has sprouted from his temples, and more wing structures ripple down his forearms.

Matt himself doesn't look distressed, exactly, though the line of his mouth is drawn down in the platonic ideal of a frowny face. His eyes look weird in this photo, kind of like when you catch a raccoon out at night. White-glowing, the pupil and iris impossible to detect. ]

Y'know, if Danny's making you do anything you don't want to do, I can probably kill him.

Tell me more of this. I will reward you in exchange.

sorry, princess

How much time were you just pretending to sleep last night, sweetheart? ( don't think he's not observant. )

[ With absolutely no warning, thanks to Eunhyuk: ]

ATTENTION!

This Is The Curse Of Bloody Mary! You Must Forward This Message To Ten People, Or She Will Come And Find You And Kill You! She Knows Where You Live. She Will Hang Your Corpse For Everyone To See And Laugh At You. She Will Find You!

THIS IS NOT A JOKE!!!!!!!!!!!

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summer or fall?

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