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leland having a horrible time but the screenshots are sort of making a rainbow

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i'm always walkin around maps in customs and thinkin' thoughts

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i'm afraid im Gonna take it real personal if they cut my boy's hair in the hair pack. stop man this is what cecil mckinney would want you don't even get it

anyway this is my wewand's hairstyle... pls understand

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2v8 is like girl what in the hell is going on. and also i freaked it

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i was messing with my psd and some screenshots and im just like (:

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hold on, just hold on a little longer. maybe someone will come. or — maybe, if you’re strong enough — leland clutches at the hook with bloodied, white knuckled hands. upper-body strains as he struggles, with dwindling energy, to push torn flesh up-and-off curved steel again. but his strength fails him, abruptly — muscles seize, and he drops back, full weight impaled on metal. maybe he had screamed — he doesn’t know, with the white-noise static in his ears. the world blurs and swims as he gasps for breath around the shock of a near-incomprehensible pain. breathe. breathe, come on. you're okay. you're okay —

then, melting from the shadows beneath the old smokehouse —

❝ … jake? ❞ unfocused gaze. fingers threatening to slip from the steel hook. he feels lightheaded, somewhere between relieved and terrified as fellow survivor crystallizes in double-vision. pulsing colour, pine trees bending on either side — but leland recognizes the serious furrow of their brow. and he forces himself to brace, swallow down a sob, when jake hauls him down to forest floor. knees threaten to buckle immediately, but jake's right there to stabilize him. and leland mumbles a dazed thanks, desperately trying to keep up as jake guides them to safety. whatever that meant, in a place like this. some rickety old structure in the deep woods, where the wind howls in the spaces between decayed wood. and honestly — as long as it hides them from that screaming sheet-ghost, leland doesn't mind.

… what were you thinking?

well. in all likelihood, not at all.

shame burns at the back of his neck, head hanging low to avoid jake's eyes. ❝ i’m sorry, i — messed up. ❞ leland tries, feeling his teeth chattering badly. the rain has soaked them both through to the bone. it hurts everywhere, and he’s so, so cold. his rough, punctured breath shudders from him in thin puffs of vapour, and leland realizes, then, that he's crying; tear tracks stinging and raw against his cheeks. he feels so stupid for it.

god. how does jake keep so calm? how was anyone supposed to get used to this?

it doesn't really matter, right now. jake’s right. and leland should have listened.

guilt twists in the pit of his stomach. leland lowers his eyes again, rasping quietly; ❝ i — i know, i just... ❞ he trails off, shivering. ( — i didn't want to disappoint you. ) teeth press into tongue, before he gives a small, vague nod toward the silhouette of a generator, chugging and humming nearby. ❝ — i’m not great at those things. ❞ jake had, of course, been there when he zapped his hands — and made the entire thing spew black smoke. leland grimaces, as jake tries to patch his torn-up shoulder. he's thankful that his body — and the freezing rain — have numbed much of the feeling out.

❝ … i just… don't want to be a total burden, you know? ❞ god knows jake, dwight — all the people here — had enough to deal with, without babysitting him, too.

he swipes at his stinging eyes, clearing his throat. ❝ — shit — what… what the hell was that thing, anyway? ❞ leland whispers, gaze returning to search his companion’s. maybe if he knew more about these things hunting them down, he would be able to stay on his feet, longer. maybe he'll really be able to do something, here.

leland does his best to feign toughness, now; offering jake a weary smile; ❝ i’m… i’m good. i’m okay, really. i can keep going. what d'you need me to do? ❞

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‘ I LEAVE YOU ALONE FOR TEN SECONDS . . . ‘ fresh meat is lifted from the hook with a sickening squelch, and twitching claws retreat into the endless rain of the red forest, eagerly awaiting the moment they can claim what is rightfully theirs. saboteur holds their breath, listens for a heartbeat, for the nurse’s wheezing shriek. a beat of near-silence, of undisturbed storm. two. strong arm comes to support leland's back, leading him away from the hook and into nearby shack, a brief respite from bone-deep chill.

‘ you need to be more careful. ‘ he’s trying not to scold, trying to keep the cold edge from his voice- god knows the kid doesn’t need that, not now. jake busies himself with sorting through dwindling first-aid kit despite knowing what little remains of its contents. it’ll have to do. ‘ seriously, you’re gonna get yourself killed- what we’re you thinking? ‘

i just want to be able to protect people.

and that’s the worst part, isn’t it? fighting the uphill battle of protecting people in a place like this, doing all you can despite knowing it won’t always be enough, having no way to know what your efforts are amounting to . . . ‘ you can’t protect people if you’re dead, leland. ‘ gloved hands move almost on their own, taking on the near-impossible task of putting reckless survivor back together. still, sharp features soften ( if only a little ), gaze finally lifting from mangled shoulder to study leland’s face. ‘ it goes both ways, you know. ‘ voice is gentler now, even as dark eyes drop back to the bloody task at hand. ‘ you need to let us protect you, too. ‘ all we have is each other.

‘ besides, ‘ he adds, ‘ i can’t teach you much of anything if you keep dying on me, now can i? ‘ half-smile tugs at the corners of his mouth as he finishes dressing weeping wounds. ‘ i’ll show you whatever you want next time, but for now- ‘ scarf is promptly removed and wrapped around sparse patch job. not much better, but it’ll do. ‘ just let me keep you alive, okay? ‘

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yes im once again thinking about how. leland is this broad shouldered 6 ft tall jock who can throw his weight around and like. is strong. in the house his friends will see him fighting tooth and nail for them, and they might see him get like, see-red level angry when faced with someone who hurt them. and that anger that sits below the surface just like all of his heavy and loud emotions, is something that he thinks he inherits from his father. it's something he never wants his friends to see in him. so it means an incredible amount to him that the people he loves feel safe with him. safe knowing he'll protect them with that strength. safe to speak to him from the heart and be honest. and he's naturally very gentle and kind-hearted, but he worries a lot about What If I'm Not? what if i'm not good or good enough and what if i'm not soft-handed?

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actions speak louder than words non - verbal / action prompts from yours truly. (add a "swap" to swap the sender/receiver in the prompt (or just do it manually).)

back, sender gives receiver a back hug.

beckon, sender beckons receiver closer with a finger.

blood, sender cleans blood off of receiver.

book, sender helps receiver get a book from a higher part of the shelf.

care, sender takes care of receiver when they're sick.

catch, sender catches receiver by the waist after they bump into each other.

choke, sender saves receiver from choking by giving them the heimlich.

cold, sender places their jacket over receiver's shoulders.

cry, sender wipes tears off receiver's face with their thumbs.

dance, sender sticks a hand out to receiver and invites them to dance.

dip, sender skinny dips in front of receiver and invites them to join.

dog, sender's dog pulls them in receiver's direction.

drive, sender drives receiver somewhere in their car.

drag, sender drags receiver into a room and closes the door behind them.

draw, sender draws receiver like one of their french girls.

face, sender turns receiver's face towards them.

flower, sender gives receiver a flower.

footsie, sender initiates footsie with receiver under the table.

forehead, sender presses their forehead against receiver's.

grab, sender grabs receiver's wrist to stop them from leaving.

jump, sender jumps onto receiver's back.

kiss, sender kisses receiver.

link, sender links arms with receiver while walking.

massage, sender offers receiver a massage.

patch, sender patches up receiver's wounds.

piano, sender teaches receiver how to play the piano.

pin, sender pins receiver's hands behind their back.

pluck, sender plucks something out of receiver's hair.

press, sender presses receiver against a wall.

propose, sender proposes to receiver.

quiet, sender gestures for receiver to be quiet.

rest, sender rests their head on receiver's shoulder.

serenade, sender serenades receiver with a song.

sign, sender walks into a sign and receiver sees.

size, sender measures the size of their hand against receiver's.

shoes, sender removes receiver's shoes for them.

sun, sender rubs sunblock onto receiver's back.

tattoo, sender gives receiver a tattoo.

tie, sender helps tie receiver's tie.

tuck, sender tucks receiver's hair behind their ear.

umbrella, sender lets receiver under their umbrella.

warning, sender presses a knife against receiver's neck as a warning.

zip, sender needs receiver's help to zip up the back of their dress.

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resident evil: 4 remake starters

❝ man, that stinks. ❞ ❝ this just keeps getting worse. ❞ ❝ you’re still a kid holding onto fantasies of what’s right and wrong. ❞ ❝ i’m gonna let you in on a little secret. just between us. ❞ ❝ the hell is going on? ❞ ❝ hey, we’re a team, right? ❞ ❝ where’s everyone going? bingo? ❞ ❝ you and me are two sides of the same coin. ❞ ❝ that’s just like you. you always had poor judgement. ❞ ❝ ah, so you aren’t heartless after all. ❞ ❝ like i told you, i’m gonna get you home safe. ❞ ❝ i’m not falling for your mind games. ❞ ❝ you proved you can handle yourself. ❞ ❝ you haven’t changed a damn bit. ❞ ❝ you look like you’ve got something to say. ❞ ❝ gotta fix everything myself. ❞ ❝ you can’t run. you got to keep moving forward. ❞ ❝ you’re nothing but an extra in my script. ❞ ❝ i thought you were gonna die. ❞ ❝ i don’t pay you to ask questions. ❞ ❝ there’s no time for resting. ❞ ❝ revenge? you think i’m doing all this…for revenge? ❞ ❝ i need you to trust me, and do exactly as i say. ❞ ❝ you’re too soft to do what’s necessary. ❞ ❝ i know your potential better than anyone. ❞ ❝ you’ve made it all this way, but you haven’t learned a thing. ❞ ❝ maybe you’ll live to meet me again. ❞ ❝ the most important thing in this world is pure, unadulterated power. ❞ ❝ i’ve something to ask you…but i don’t think i’ll get a straight answer. ❞ ❝ you didn’t answer my question. what’re you after? ❞ ❝ you know, you were always an asshole. ❞ ❝ you have a strange sense of humor. ❞ ❝ you are nothing if not unyielding. ❞ ❝ i just wanna feel good about myself. make amends. or something like that. ❞ ❝ just give me a heads-up before you stab me next time, okay? ❞ ❝ it’s okay to be afraid, you know. ❞ ❝ what do you think? people can change, right? ❞ ❝ not looking good, eh, my friend? ❞ ❝ you try to save one person; a hundred others die. ❞ ❝ was that an act of defiance? against me? ❞ ❝ a well-tuned weapon can make up for a lack of skill. ❞ ❝ i’ll let myself out. ❞ ❝ you won’t get away with this. ❞ ❝ be a shame to live the rest of your life wondering ‘what if’ - am i right? ❞ ❝ you have the stench of battle on you. ❞ ❝ so, tell me, why did you come to this horrible place? ❞ ❝ you wanna help? cause i could use it. ❞ ❝ if i could just forget what happened that night, the pain - even for a second… ❞ ❝ i knew i could count on you. ❞ ❝ i think you’d be pretty dashing in it. ❞ ❝ i’m not used to having such good company. ❞ ❝ hey. it’s dangerous outside. ❞ ❝ god damn…i was almost a pancake. ❞ ❝ a lot of people have gone missing around here. and it’s been like that for a while now. ❞ ❝ sorry. i, uh, screwed up. ❞ ❝ i’m so scared. when that happened…i wasn’t myself any more. ❞ ❝ well done. you’ve proven yourself reliable. ❞ ❝ won’t be going anywhere in this thing. ❞ ❝ sorry, didn’t realize that was yours. ❞ ❝ this time, it can be different. it has to. ❞ ❝ everything will work out just fine. ❞ ❝ you missed. that’s not like you. ❞ ❝ come to my rescue, prince charming! ❞ ❝ sometimes it’s more fun not knowing. ❞ ❝ if you do well, i’ll make it worth your while. ❞ ❝ that hurts, you know. ❞ ❝ this is one hell of a gloomy place. ❞ ❝ why help me, though? what’s in it for you? ❞ ❝ oh, well, maybe just untie me then? ❞ ❝ knowledge is power. remember that. ❞ ❝ i can’t tell if that’s meant to be a compliment. ❞ ❝ i’m sure you’ll do your best to help me. ❞ ❝ bill me for the repairs later. ❞ ❝ it seemed like you really wanted to talk. ❞ ❝ you know, those things will kill you. ❞ ❝ you haven’t changed. you just think you have. ❞ ❝ don’t let the smallfry distract you from the big fish. ❞ ❝ quiet type, eh? ❞ ❝ guess you picked the wrong spot to vacation. ❞ ❝ a most warm welcome to my castle. ❞ ❝ bet you’ve been in spots like this before. ❞ ❝ to think you could be this foolish. ❞ ❝ give me a break already. ❞ ❝ i’m sorry. i wish i could do more to help. ❞ ❝ i don’t want to recall what happened down there. ❞ ❝ years haven’t been kind to us, i suppose. ❞ ❝ finally, some peace and quiet. ❞ ❝ who are you? and what are you doing here? ❞ ❝ i’m just an average guy who happens to be quite the ladies’ man. ❞ ❝ you should really be telling me what a good job i did. ❞ ❝ is this the first time you coughed up blood like this? ❞ ❝ so much for helping me. ❞ ❝ so, who are you working for this time? ❞ ❝ you think i’m gonna give up that easily? ❞ ❝ hey, are you sure you’re good? ❞ ❝ i’m gonna get you home safe. ❞ ❝ i have a plan. but you’re going to have to trust me. ❞ ❝ gimme some space. ❞ ❝ i don’t get you. why risk your life like this? ❞ ❝ it’s a little over-the-top, don’t you think? ❞ ❝ they’re coming! get behind me. ❞ ❝ does that hurt? are you in pain? distressed? ❞ ❝ you are really starting to become a giant pain in my ass. ❞ ❝ you know i don’t work and tell. ❞ ❝ you’ve done well to make it this far. ❞ ❝ tell someone who gives a shit. ❞ ❝ happy to help. now you owe me. ❞ ❝ are you just trying to use me again? ❞ ❝ what’re you, my mother? ❞ ❝ i’m definitely gonna catch a cold. ❞ ❝ this artwork…doesn’t it look like it’s telling some kind of story? ❞ ❝ what do we do? there’s no way out. ❞ ❝ what’s wrong with wanting the same for myself? ❞ ❝ it’s a little old fashioned for my taste. ❞ ❝ you’re losing your cool. making mistakes. ❞ ❝ don’t scare me like that. ❞ ❝ you’re slow. and so goddamn weak. ❞ ❝ wow, you’ve really gone all out for me! you shouldn’t have. ❞ ❝ i will send you back to the hell you came from. ❞ ❝ heheh, having a rough day? ❞ ❝ the reaper comes for cowards and the careless alike. which are you? ❞ ❝ i’ve got to think. need to get my head straight. ❞ ❝ i shall leave tomorrow. go far away. ❞ ❝ here’s my question…have you changed? ❞ ❝ we will beat this. together. ❞ ❝ what’s wrong? show no mercy! ❞ ❝ i admit - you’ve done well to stay alive this long. ❞ ❝ this means death. a slow, miserable death. ❞

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fucked around with mods and found out that i am a little endeared once again look at hiiiim . baby son.

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yes dire aus are sad and inherently traumatic but also aside from johnny leland becomes very attached to luda mae and sometimes he's unlikely friends with bubba and sissy.

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[distressed leland player voice] PLEASE RUN

anyway we were proud of this risky battery push we did all together

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i still think about this one tbh. he's just resting dw <3

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The text reads,

“YOU WERE FRANTIC AND FOOLISH, YOU KEPT NO TRACK OF TIME, YOU RAN YOUR DELICATE BODY INTO ITS NATURAL END, YOU BURNED ALL YOUR CANDLES TO STUMPS, YOU ARE TIRED AND HAVE NO CHOICE BUT TO LAY DOWN, YOU HAVE EARNED THIS REPERCUSSION, THIS REWARD, THIS RECKONING, YOU FINALLY  NEED TO KNOW

HOW TO DECAY GRACEFULLY

LIE STILL (x13) ”

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stop calling my boy stupid <3 he's insecure !

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going through old videos from like 2023 like remember how we used to fuck around and find out (i still play the game like this)

"fuck it we ball" - moments before disaster

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thinking about lorelai mckinney being there for all the kiddos in the hospital after everything. but in the verses where her baby boy isn’t there and her heart is so completely broken. and she has to tell leland’s sisters, she has to tell her youngest that her big brother is gone. but also here are his friends that he spoke so much about, so affectionately. and some of them are waiting for their parents from far off to arrive and hug them, and some of them don’t have parents able to visit them at all. so of course she’s going to hold their hands and hug them in the way only a mother can when they’re crying and scared. while they tell her how brave her son was. how he made sure they could all get to safety. and she would be there for the other mothers there, sometimes mrs. flores in the ones where maria also didn’t come home. and virginia, for the son she never found on that property.

later, back home, with her son’s bedroom door closed off like a museum collecting dust. thinking about how she always ‘felt’ that he was somehow still okay, somewhere, and would spend long nights waiting by the phone in case someone called. in case her boy called. tried and tried to speak to police that wouldn’t do anything, for any of the kids even though their stories all matched up. tried to be as strong as she could when they held her son’s funeral with an empty grave.

but anyway. also the trajectories where leland can make it home, one way or another. show up at her door and be held by his mother for the first time in so long while he cries. you know?