#❝☣⇢ out of smokes...

[v4lky-ri3]

The Siblings

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Notes: This is dedicated to my brother. I love you to the ends of the Earth and will definitely protect you through the zombie apocalypse. I've had this idea in my head for months now, and thought it's about time I make it real. There will be a part 2 later down the road. As always, would love to hear your thoughts <3

CW: gore/graphic imagery, mentions of death and the undead, apocalyptic and dystopian setting

Word Count: 567 words

Soundtrack: The Promise by When In Rome 💿

No one knows how it started. One minute you’re in school and the next you’re running away from your best friend down the corridors. Chaos swallowed the world, entire governments crumble in a matter of days. Cities were abandoned, metal skeletons now decaying, and those who were left behind didn’t make it. Except me.

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Heavy footfalls echo across the halls, screeching following shortly behind. Flashes of colourful garment and glistening jewels are ignored as the glass crunches underneath my boots. I need to get away, I need to hide. I’ve made it this far, 2 years of surviving by the skin of my teeth. Glancing over my shoulder, the ghastly beast’s jaw hangs and gapes. Hollow eyes, bulging black veins, and a rotten corpse add to the walking nightmare. A shell of the person that once was. Now merely a husk, a host to the virus.

I turn the corner and crash into a store, shelves bare and covered in blankets of dust. The creature's shrieks rings in my ear, until a small whimper and pair of wide eyes peek over the counter. The cluttering and shuffling of objects, and low growls draw closer. Maneuvering around the counting and crouch beside the boy. I look to the side, where a young boy was trembling with fear. Placing a finger to my lips, while reaching out to grab an empty can and throw it across the store, as it lands with a clatter. A shrill screech rings out as the creature lunges toward the can. Without hesitation, I grab the boy’s wrist and pull him to his feet.Rushing out of the store, while the creature is distracted. 

The scrapping of nails and pounding of shoes against the tiles bounce off the walls. Sunlight reflects off the broken glass underfoot, puddles as they splash. The creature hisses, its hand stretching towards us as we weave beams of sunlight. Its skin bubbling and burning under the light, howls of pain cut through the air as smoke rises from its flesh. Mere steps away from the door, the feeling of bony fingers curl around my ankle yanking me back. I kick the beast in the face. Blood splatters, staining my cheek, as its fingers slowly unfurl itself from around my ankle. Dragging the boy out of the building and into the desolate streets. 

"Are you okay?" I ask, hunched over gasping for breath.

"I’m okay," he muttered, looking down at the ground, "Thank you for saving me." A moment of silence passes between us, an unspoken question hangs in the air.

"Alessia,” I sigh,  “my name is Alessia." A blinding smile bursts from his face, as he wraps his small scratch-covered arms around me. 

“My name is David,” He says, “Can I join you?” Looking up at me with eyes sparkling with hope.  I can’t  leave him here to fend for himself, it feels wrong. People changed, humanity became the worst version of itself after the Outbreak, becoming worse than the creature that chased us. He won’t survive on his own.

“Sure,” I said.“But we have to get moving. It’ll be dark soon.”

We walk down the streets hand in hand. Greeny sprouts from between the cracks in the concrete. Vines climb and sprawl upwards. As our shadows stretch along the pavement. Distant calls of growls and howls carry through the air, as the clouds glow a burning orange.

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@plagasinfected || Thread continued from here: X

🗡️ - Krauser

What a funny set of circumstances to see his old comrade again. His enemy and..his friend. Well. What he would have called him if he hadn't seen his arm go up in smoke with his career. His eyes narrowed.

"Revenge? No.." he sighed. His head down. He looked scared. He WAS scared. Scared of himself and what he became. A monster plagued by the plagas. And thus he was left wandering. A merc for hire. Always hired by those very bastards he sold his soul to. But they always changed their name..their claims to 'make the world a better place'. But leon.

He respected leon deeply. Respected him to where he was so clouded by the plagas he wanted to kill him. But it wasnt what he wanted. Not one bit. He..deep within him that day. Wanted Leon to live. Go survive. And stop Saddler. But now with him being the last dominant plagas holder. He was twitching.

"Just call it..wrong place at the wrong time..comrade.."

Leon listened to the words of his former teammate from many years ago now. Time had passed and things were very different now. Life for Leon, wasn't going too well to say the very least. He lived every day despising the fact that he was still alive, over the years, Leon's strong will became more dull with each passing new year, even the most mentally strong had a breaking point, and after decades of horrific experiences, losing people close to him, some even being shot dead by the agent himself -- something that secretly took its toll on him, gradually deteriorating his mentality as time went on.

His resolve to fight remained ignited for about one more decade until that botched mission in Washington with that traitor giving away the location of his team right as they were preparing to move in, and everything went to hell right after that, with Leon having to watch his entire squad get annihilated right before his very eyes, once second they were there, the next second, they were on the ground, dead in a pool of their own blood, Leon had seen lots of awful things, but at this point, he'd seen so much, that this incident was the final straw, he was just tired, so very tired of everything.

So with his life already in the midst of a downward spiral, running into a ghost from his past understandably did not help the situation. Standing there, he listened to what his old comrade had to say about him being here, all the while still making sure to maintain his guard just in case.

Although surprisingly, Krauser, seemed different, he wasn't acting out aggressively, Leon half-expected his old army buddy to pull a knife on him right after he spoke. Except for whatever reason, he didn't, further proving to Leon that Jack Krauser, really was acting differently, it was almost like he was a completely changed man compared to their last encounter several years ago now back when he was on the mission to save Ashley Graham.

There was no air of ill-intent this time, it was like he had did a complete one-eighty and had some sort of revelation, he had to admit, it was a little odd seeing Krauser like this, but at the same time, part of him was glad to see his old teammate again, especially if he was a different person now.

Curious, Leon would lower his guard a little bit as Krauser genuinely seemed to come in peace this time around, it was the last thing Leon would expect to see from someone who had tried to kill him on two separate occasions, so for now, he would just question him and get some answers to fully decide if he'd be a threat or not, and so far, he didn't feel like he was in danger, but just in case, he didn't lower his guard completely, though he did relax a little.

[{ ☣ }] - "You seem... different now. What exactly happened back in Spain after the island?"

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. ◞ * ☣  ( 'bold' if my muse has done it, 'italics' if maybe )

killed  someone  under  orders .    had  someone  killed  on  their  orders .    killed  someone  in  self  defense .   spared  someone's  life .    invented  something .  been  hungover.    kissed  someone .    slow  danced .    been  in  a  long  term  relationship .   had  sex .    had  sex  and  regretted it .    had  a  one  night  stand .    had  a  threesome .   experimented  with  their  sexuality .    had  a  kid .    adopted  a  kid .    wanted  to  have  a  family  with  someone .    done  something  on  impulse  they  regretted .   gone  traveling .   had  a  bounty  put  on  them .    eaten  an  insect .    been  groped  by  a  stranger .   been  groped  by  someone  they  know .    been  dumped .    dumped  someone .   smoked .   gotten  high .   flirted  with  someone  to  get  free  drinks .   put  someone  in  a  headlock .    won  a  bet .  lost  a  bet .   forgiven  someone  who  wronged  them .    indulged  in  petty  revenge .   hallucinated .    has  a  noticeable  physical  defect .    gotten  a  noticeable  scar .    been  permanently  disfigured  through  injury .    kneed  someone  in  the  groin .    had  an  unattainable  crush .    laughed  themselves  to  the  point  of  tears .  been  kidnapped .    been  brainwashed  /  hypnotized .   had  a  recurring  nightmare .    been  bullied .   bullied  someone .   experienced  survivor's  guilt .   been  tied  /  chained  up .    given  someone  a  massage .    received  a  massage .  been  backed  up  against  a  wall .    shot  someone .    stabbed  someone .    saved  someone's  life .    cheated  on  someone .    been  cheated  on .    been  in  an  open  relationship .    had  a  friendship  with  benefits .   been  in  a  queerplatonic  relationship .   had  a  stalker .   been  betrayed .    been  a  traitor .   been  possessed .    been  in  a  bar  fight .   been  thrown  out  of  a  bar .   been  arrested .    broken  out  of  jail .    been  to  a  funeral .   been  to  a  brothel .    had  surgery .   broken  someone's  trust .    broken  someone's  heart .   had  their  heart  broken .   broken  /  damaged  something  out  of  anger .   broken  /  damaged  something  out  of  spite .    gotten  a  piercing .    gotten  a  tattoo .   used  a  fake  name .   been  beaten  up .    been  tortured  /  tortured  others .    been  abused .    been  blackmailed .    gotten  away  with  a  crime .   framed  someone  else  for  a  crime  they  committed .    shared  a  bed  platonically .    been  in  love .   suffered  from  sleep  paralysis .    been  forced  to  flee  their  home .   learned  a  new  language .    joined  a  rebellion .   fought  on  the  losing  side  of  a  war .   fought  on  the  winning  side  of  a  war .   become  a  godparent .    become  an  aunt  /  uncle .

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Tagging: Just steal this shit from me and tag me so I can see it!

[dollscircus]

what if jayce smoked,,, but is actively trying to quick but there are photos of him smoking and people thing thats hot and it gives him really bad cravings for nicotine

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Buffy will smack the cigarette’s out his hand if she’s catches him smoking

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💊: Have they ever dabbled in drugs? If so, what kinds? ☣: Have they ever been severely ill? If so, did it leave an effect on their overall health in the long run?

more & more! headcanons@aprilmillerphd

💊: Have they ever dabbled in drugs? If so, what kinds?

Vivian is the ultimate good girl when it comes to drugs.  Forget dabbling - she’s never even smoked a cigarette (with the exception of her MI-5 verses, as an adult).  When she was younger, she wouldn’t have even known how to get her hands on drugs if she wanted to; she was that sheltered and naive.  

(Of course, for a given definition of ‘drugs’, Vivian’s been ‘dabbling’ since she was 5 years old.  But those are all legal and don’t count.)

☣: Have they ever been severely ill? If so, did it leave an effect on their overall health in the long run?

Physically, no.

Her depressive episodes - particularly as a teenager and then after her father’s death - could get extremely severe.  As a teenager she had her father to attempt to help her, but after his death she barely got out of bed, even to eat or drink, for several weeks.

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headcanons | accepting | @themechaneer

☣: Have they ever been severely ill? If so, did it leave an effect on their overall health in the long run?

     Sᴜʀᴘʀɪsɪɴɢʟʏ, ɴᴏᴛ really.

     He's had a few broken bones over the years (mostly from climbing on / into stuff he shouldn't and when he first picked up parkour) and he's been graze shot in Afghanistan once which definitely did freak him out a lot more than it potentially should (much to the amusement of the actual soldiers), but nothing serious until, you know, he got his fingers cut up and got shot nineteen times.

     As for actual illness, nothing much really, either. He's been starting to cough a lot more briefly before dying, something that potentially had to do with his smoking but he didn't dare to get checked just yet, but it doesn't matter now anymore, anyway.

[alternianative]

I request /all/ of the questions from the ask the blogger thing >:)

oh boy-

readmorin’ for ppls sanity

‼ - real name?

aspen- its where nepsah comes from but i needed 6 letters for Obvious Reasons -  i prefer that people not use my real name online tho just call me nep/nepsah/neps...

✺ - eye color?

blue!

✁ - hair?

blonde with hints of red

☿ - zodiac sign?

aquarius !!!

☃ - tall/short?

i’m short... 5′3″

❅ - any sports?

i don’t play any but i like soccer

✈ - hobbies?

aside from the obvious ones (art/roleplay) i play vidya gaems sometimes and collect asian balljoint dolls

❤ - single/taken?

hmmm the way that’s phrased is funky... i am dating someone - we are both polyam tho

ツ - any pets?

nope not a pet person

☂ - favorite season?

summer!!! im so cold all the time.... pls... heat me up...

✐ - fave types of movies?

lately, superhero movies 

❣ - how would it be your ideal date?

mmmm prolly just go get some dinner together ‘n then maybe watch a movie? i’m pretty easy to please

☣ - phobias?

spiders..... and feet.

☠ - fears?

i mean. the above still apply. but aside from that idk, social situations with strangers, confrontation, d  e a  th ??

✘ - hates?

hate’s a pretty strong word tbh i mean barring the obvious..citrus, gives me headaches + my nose burns, uhhh... mashed potatoes, activates my gag reflex. 

° - ever were close to death?

not that i recall

♧ -….. on drugs?

nope

♠ -…..smoked?

can’t, wouldn’t even if i could.

♦ -…..had alcohol?

a bit here and there, i’m not really a fan of the taste. tho i had a strawberry daiquiri that wasn’t too bad

❥ - sexual orientation

nebulous...... like, i’m polyromantic but if i do happen to experience any sort of sexual attraction to people its to men or masc leaning folks

♚ - favorite eye color?

i don’t really have one?? eyes in general are really pretty

♛ - favorite hair color?

red........

♪ - music you like?

i actually like a bit of everything? but alternative rock seems to be where i stick most of the time

✌ - favorite bands/ singers?

hhhhhh in no particular order, linkin park, bastille, imagine dragons, flyleaf, owl city, panic! at the disco, fall out boy... and many many more

♒ - fave animes?

boku no hero academia, ouran high school host club, haikyuu!!, uhhhmmmm, shit man i like a lot i am just bad with names

❦-.fave characters?

all of them no but i mean... i guess if i pick the one i’m watching right now my top faves are Kirishima, Bakugou, Midoriya, Iida, Ochako, annnnnd Denki

✿ - fave kind of clothing?

punk !! grunge!!! GOOD STUFF!!

ღ - mottos?

i don’t really have any :c

✬ - photo of me?

here’s one from uhhh the 16th

[amorphousexecutive-blog]

;; Petrel: low key likes Proton. ;; Proton: high key likes Petrel.

I could make my own muses date lmfao.

[chxckandmxte]

Prompts For The Heavy Hearted (Angst) || Accepting

@giraffeiisms​ sent:  "It's better if I'm alone, at least then no one can be hit by the debris of my fuck ups."

From the very moment Ellie’s quest for revenge began, Leon immediately had a feeling that things would take a turn for the worst, for so long, he desperately hoped that he was wrong and this feeling in his gut was just him worrying over nothing, but he knew that was a damn lie, whenever it came to that sinking feeling in your gut, it was always there for a reason, if only he’d listened, if only, he did a better job at keeping an eye on her, then maybe, just maybe, Leon could have spared her for all the pain. Unfortunately, it was far too late, so many people were dead, and the first to go, was Joel, god, what a cruel fucking way to go, if it were up to him, Leon would have killed that Bitch Abby, but this had been Ellie’s journey, and he didn’t want to interfere too much -- something that Leon now realized was a grave mistake.

[{ ☣ }] - “Don’t say that Ellie, because you and I both know, that you don’t mean that.” He responds, his tone soft given the gravity of the situation surrounding them.

All the pain, all the suffering she felt, was clear in her grim tone, he could hear the regret in her voice, he saw it in her expression, everything she had done, just blew up in her face, and now here Ellie was standing in the wreckage that she had caused, the life they previously had, was now left in shambles, barely holding on to nothing but the rubble of what used to be a perfect new start in life, such a shame that it had to come to this. With pretty much everyone in their life either dead, or just up and leaving without a second thought, everyone was gone, and now, it was just him and Ellie. 

With the all smoke cleared, the future didn’t look too promising, but no matter what, he wasn’t about to leave Ellie on her own, just like him, she didn’t have anyone left, no one to turn to, no place to truly call home. With Joel gone, it was up to Leon now to take care of her, he made a promise to Joel, and swore on his grave, that he would be there for Ellie for every step of the way, as strong as she appeared, it wasn’t hard to tell, that she was having a very difficult time in dealing with everything, and understandably so. It was a hard punch in the face when something didn’t work out, especially when the consequences, were serious ones, the kind that haunted a person for the rest of their life -- a feeling he knew all too well from his own past regret regarding his actions. Leon helped Joel murder all those fireflies, and now, those decisions, lead to this torn and d e s o l a t e future with no clear indication of a truly happy ending, it was all a mess, who the hell knew what would come next, but regardless, he would be right there with her from here on out.

Leon had made his share of mistakes, and when it came to the kind that came with severe ramification and consequences, those ones hurt the most. Anyone’s initial reaction, would be to isolate from everyone and become an outcast, but he didn’t want Ellie to go through all that, she had more than enough on her plate right now. The former agent knew that completely taking away all her pain, would be impossible, but he would damn well do whatever he could to be there for her, and be right by her side whatever the future held for them, she wouldn’t be able to get rid of him that easily.

[{ ☣ }] - “There’s no denying that things have taken a turn for the worst, but this isn’t all on you Ellie, we’re still alive. That might not be the answer you wanna hear, but we’re still here. You’re not the only one at fault. If things were different at the hospital five years ago, maybe things could have ended differently. But we can’t go back, as much as we want to. We can’t live in the past forever. All we can do, is scrounge through the remains, and pick up whatever we have left of ourselves, even if it’s barely nothing, we’re here, and we still have our lives to live..”

There was a sternness in his voice, he knew that this would be something, that would take years for Ellie to get over, hell, even Leon still couldn’t believe how things turned out, but one thing was for sure, he wasn’t about to sit here, and wallow in the ruins of their mistakes. His expression becomes serious as blue eyes shift to look in her pained green eyes.

[{ ☣ }] - “It’s just you and me now, we’re in this together, so I’m not going anywhere.”

[chronosbled]

{ Fun fact about Dickson that I completely forgot about because I still have yet to bring it up in a thread or a discussion in general so far!

Dickson actually always has a pack of cigarettes in his duffel bag no matter where he goes, yet despite this, he doesn’t actually smoke. Instead he carries it around because most of the people he hangs out with actively smoke and tend to ask him if he has a cigarette. He also has a tendency to just hold one between his fingers without actually lighting it and sometimes even puts it in his mouth (though he mainly does this subconsciously). The only real way Dickson will smoke is if someone hands him an already lit cigarette, but even then it’s still pointless due to the fact nicotine has no effect on him because of the virus within his body kills off any type of drug before it can even be processed. }

[amorphousexecutive-blog]

// Petrel for Boss of the Year 2k15 tbh.

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// I know I said I was gonna write but my dad distracted me and now I’m sleepy. So long story short: blame Daddy. I’ll be back tomorrow!