#[ ❧ — musings ]

[lily-sanapaw]

❧ tag drop ❧

[harpershigh]

It came to my notice that 90% of the people who are attracted to Jaheira have mommy issues.

The other 10% consists in pathetic bottoms.

And I think this is beautiful.

[folkorae]

Since i said that i will be here to write (which i am currently doing it in my drafts), like this for a small starter! Don’t forget to specify the muse(s), you can pick more than one! Mumus please specify yours too!

[ilbound]

small starter call to ( hopefully ) get the ball rolling again. capping at, let's say 4? be sure to specify! these will be short and likely pre-est. my muse bias is towards the twins and woz, but you're welcome to request anyone!

[girlmisfit]

small starter call ! hit the ♡ . 

it will most likely be canon dialogue / song lyrics. 

[atcmicqueens]

one liner call for ry astor, piper wright, rose maclean or r.a peters

[forgotten-retrouvaille]

//CLOSED STARTER ❯ MEMORIES OF BLOODSHED

@auratold @realdeadeye

It all felt so unreal .

Jill Valentine , the B.S.A.A's finest , a mythical name to all of those in this business , and she was nothing more than a name carved into the marble statue that adorned the front of the organization's North American HQ . The woman who'd singlehandedly survived both Arklay and Raccoon , the woman who'd founded this very organization , and one of the only women out there who'd served with Delta Force . Chris had always thought her to be nigh indestructible - there was nothing she couldn't do , nothing she couldn't survive - and there she had gone. Saved his own ass when he'd been dumb enough to get caught .

He still couldn't get the sound of shattering glass out of his head, months later . Couldn't get the sound of wind and rain lashing the walls of the Estate as he fell onto his knees in front of the broken window , watching as his partner and their rival disappeared into the mist below . Couldn't get the sight of the empty beach out of his head - Jill Valentine was many things, and now , the final title she'd ever receive would be martyr .

She died fighting for them . For him . He could think of no better end for the woman that he'd grown so close to , could think of no other way she'd leave , but god did it still hurt . Chris still hadn't processed everything , hell , while writing that report up a week or two ago about the official status of the missing operative , he'd nearly broken down right then . He'd stopped himself, though - all he felt was numbness , spreading right through to his core .

This suit felt suffocating .

The tie felt like it would choke him out if he kept it on for any longer.

They could spare this one night for a woman who had done everything she could to ensure that they were here now , before they would all have to return to paperwork and deadlines and operations and all that bullshit .

Chris had prepared a speech earlier , but he didn't know if he'd be able to make it through it . Organized this whole thing, with Claire's help . He owed her that much , at least . The paper's in his pocket . Freshly printed , but worn from the thousands of times he'd gone over it .

A quarter's in his hand . He's studying it , fingers tracing the grooves in the customized metal . The meaning wouldn't be missed by anyone like him .

There's a flag on her casket .

An empty one , but one nontheless.

It's neatly folded . He'd spent hours ironing it , folding it so it was absolutely perfect for her .

He's going to carry it . Insisted on it . He's in the back of the hearse now , but he can't bear to flicker his eyes to the carefully engraved wood in the back . It isn't long until they reach the B.S.A.A's soldier's cemetery , where everyone else is bound to be waiting already .

Some of her old military friends had heard , and were coming. Same with the B.S.A.A , the D.S.O , anyone who meant anything to her .

Chris didn't know how he was going to be able to face them all and tell them she died because of him .

[fallencrowns]

Maybe like for a starter now that I'm finally back?

[unprocione]

ashley: we work really well together! what if someday i become an agent like you? we can protect the us together from any and all threats! :) leon, who was blackmailed into agency and doesn't have the heart to shatter ashley's perception of her father & the government she herself plays a role in, literally holding back vomit: haha let's focus on getting out of here first--

[miiseriia-arc]

/ @dscvrdbcttr .

「 hearing ignacio's voice after the man being out cold for what felt like so long instantly relieved rosie but it was short lived. ❝ you're awake! oh, god, please don't die, ❞ she said, not even answering his question. it hadn't even registered with him, she rushed over to his side from where she'd been looking for medicine or a first kit or anything really. ❝ i need to get you medicine. you're hurt, old man. ❞ 」

[deathmaiidens]

Sorry I haven't been active lately. Things have been pretty hectic and it's always hard to focus, but !!!! Halloween !!!!!

[harpershigh]

I love writing drunk Jaheira — like this to have a drunk Jaheira stumbling into your inbox!

[folkorae]

This blog turns one year today so i might as well spend my day here lmao.

[leondxs]

maybe it’s just me but imagine stumbling across Leondas feeding in the woods, only able to make out a humanoid shape in the darkness with glowing eyes that pierce into for a solid minute, before he starts running full speed at you

[girlmisfit]

mains call ❤️

[spid3rheart]

i didn't think that this was something i needed to say but considering something that was done earlier today; just because i post / reblog nsfw memes, almost never would i want someone to send them in without prior plotting or at least unless we have talked ooc. like listen.. sometimes i do love the no plot sort of like.. one night stands sort of thing but please.. for the love of god.. do not force your muse onto mine. i've never had someone do that to me when i was writing a male muse so i don't see why it's acceptable to do it to a female muse.