#Fall of '98

[oddeyevibes]

Chapter 6: Safe Room

Words: 848

Summary: A moment of reprieve

Of course, surviving this nightmare was hard. What was harder than that? Trying to navigate the RPD with all of its bullshit puzzles and asinine methods of keeping certain areas locked off. 

If the physical exhaustion of looking for the most outlandish and scarce looking keys didn’t get to you, the mental exhaustion would. 

“You know, maybe if this place had stayed a museum, I probably wouldn’t mind all the bizarreness of the layout.” You said. 

You, Evie, and Leon were currently taking a breather. Elvira laid near Leon’s feet as he sat by a table, leaning back against the back of the metal chair. You were seated across from him with your head resting atop your arms, reminiscent of your school days. 

Leon had nodded in agreement with you. “I’ll admit: reading about how they converted this place from a museum sounded cool at first but now it’s such a hassle to do anything.” 

“Add in the fact that the Chief Irons is a homicidal monster, it just sounds like he was giving keys to free game. It’s all fucked.” You let out an exasperated breath, pulling out your inhaler.”I can’t wait to get out of here.” 

“We’re almost there, Y/N.”

You lifted your head up and stared at the rookie. “Hey…” 

He turned his attention to you. 

“How’d you end up in all this, anyway? I mean, I know you’re a rookie and all but…you still seem….I dunno, fresh-faced? Everything about Raccoon City seems so new to you.” 

“Yeah…I guess. I thought about a change of scenery. I graduated from the academy and my girlfriend broke up with me.” 

“No!” You stared at him with a wide-eyed expression. 

“Yeah. Told me ACAB through text.” He joked, earning a laugh from you. 

‘You have a really nice laugh.’ He thought. “No, we were just…growing apart and I guess I didn’t wanna accept it.” 

A silence filled the room. 

“I’m sorry it didn’t work out.” 

“Don’t be. I needed a reality check. At least she was mature enough to know when it should end.” 

“Does she know you’re here?” 

“No. If she did, she probably would’ve stopped me. Might have even told my parents. Everyone was talking about how dangerous Raccoon City was and how it was getting worse and I just thought…I’d come here to help.” 

You softly shook your head. “I really hate that this was your first day. No one deserves to have a first day on the job like this.” 

“So…what about you?” He asked. 

You shrugged. “Nothing much about me. I grew up here with my…nannies and Evie. Only remarkable thing about me is that my mom works for the pharmaceutical company that caused all this shit.” 

“Well…I wouldn't have said that.” 

“Oh yeah?” 

“Yeah. I mean…there’s something special about you. The way the infected animals don’t seem to wanna harm you and rather…they protect you.” 

While it was a compliment, it didn’t really make you feel better. Whatever it was…had some aspects of your mother’s name written all over it. You had simply believed you were adopted but now you’re having second thoughts about it all. 

Your mother never did tell you why she adopted you. Why out of all the other kids, she chose you. You thought adopted parents went out of their way to love and nurture their kids but your mother wasn’t like that. 

Material things? Yes. But someone to take pictures of you and your date for the prom? Someone to come to your school events and support you from the audience? Someone to tell you that second place isn’t all that bad? You didn’t really have that from her. 

Why were your nannies better parental figures than the mother that adopted you? The woman that CHOSE you. 

“I don’t think whatever’s going on with the infected animals is gonna be good in the long run.” You responded. You let out a half-hearted laugh. “Can you imagine me applying for a job now? Do you have any special skills? Oh yeah, I can befriend animals infected with this virus that destroyed my hometown, isn’t that neat?” 

Leon let out a chuckle. “I’m sure it won’t be that bad.” 

You sighed, casually placing your hand on the table. “Yeah…honestly after all of this…I can’t imagine how hard it’s gonna be trying to get back to any semblance of normal.” 

Then Leon did something that surprised you. He had straightened his posture and reached across, gently taking your hand into his. You couldn’t help the heat that began warming your cheeks. 

You couldn’t help but stare down at your joined hands. However, Leon gently called out to you. “Hey.” 

You looked up at him with a shocked expression more familiar on the faces of lovestruck teens. Whether he noticed or not was a complete mystery. You only focused on his eyes. 

Those gorgeous eyes of his. 

“You and I are gonna get through this. We’ll stick together.” 

A casual whine from Evie caught both of your attentions, earning a chuckle from Leon. 

“Yes, and you too Evie.” 

[owwllly]

his trying real hard ( ◡‿◡ *)

[toviolet]

you know darling, you bring out the worst in me 🥀

[vaguely-concerned]

gideon cheerfully accepting kremy using suggestion on him left and right (and also being like '*fond smile* aaaaw yeah all the good old times :)' at the implication that kremy has essentially wielded him as a bloodied blunt instrument all these years) has some. hm. kinky implications. perhaps. also narrative/character/interpersonal ones of course but the kink factor here is unspeakable.

why are you as a man freely and gleefully offering the use of your body and occasionally autonomy to another man. why would someone who fought so hard for freedom and agency find such joy and satisfaction in willing submission. who's to say! finally actually having gay sex about this would frankly be less gay than whatever sublimated thing is going on right now

[onadarklingplain]

🔀 & DALEX

i started writing this AGES ago, and at the time, i shuffled by discovery weekly and i got fucking married - harriette

Daniel was absolutely not sulking, and if he was feeling off-kilter, it was absolutely not because the sight of George and Max having their first dance made it feel like someone was closing a fist around his heart, wringing all the blood out. It was dumb because he wasn’t even that cut up about the break-up anymore. It was more — it always sucked being the single guy at a wedding, the loner sitting at an empty table surrounded by sad, half-eaten plates of dry cake.

There was a certain pleasure in wallowing, in completing the part he was surely invited to fill — the poor ex-boyfriend, pining for the one who got away, the groom looking all the better for comparison. He was leaning into it, he knew, the vicious, bitter thrill of it, and he almost felt annoyed when someone sat down next to him. He didn’t need company, didn’t need entertainment. He had that in spades just watching the way Max’s face scrunched up in happiness when George twirled him around the dance floor. Like, he hadn’t even wanted to marry George, but could’ve been him getting fucking twirled.

“How do you know the happy couple?” the guy asked, interrupting Daniel’s thought spiral. “No wait, let me guess. You’re the weird cousin.”

Daniel laughed, smiled his most charming smile, and stuck out a hand. “You’re sitting next to the ex, I’m afraid. I’ll understand if you want to find a table higher up on the social stratosphere. I probably only got an invite because the weird cousin cancelled last minute.”

Amazingly, the guy actually looked relieved. “Oh thank god. I’m an ex too. I don’t even know why I bloody came, to be honest.”

“For me, the open bar,” Daniel said, even though it wasn’t the truth.

“It helps,” the guy agreed. “I’m Alex.”

“Daniel,” he replied. “I haven’t heard of you, so I’m guessing you’re—"

“Please don’t make me recount my whole relationship history,” Alex said. “It’s been every conversation I’ve had today, I swear, and everyone ends up looking at me like I’m the problem, for fucking it up. Like maybe Max is the psycho, has anyone thought of that?” Once Alex started complaining, it was like he couldn’t stop, voice getting louder until he abruptly cut himself off. “Sorry. I’ll shut it and let you drink in peace.”

“No, please,” Daniel said. While Alex whinged, he had started to lean in without even realising, and now he was resting all his weight on his elbows, giving Alex new consideration. “This is the first promising conversation I’ve had all day. All anyone wants to talk about is how sweet they are together. Like, I get it, you thought I was street trash, no need to rub it in.”

“And they’ve only been together for what, six months? Insane. Like, we were literally dating for longer than that, and let me tell you, we were absolutely not ready to get fucking married.”

“But when you’re in love,” Daniel said, fluttering his eyelashes, but he could only keep up the facade for so long before he cracked and started to laugh again.

“So how long do you give them?” Alex asks, a wicked glint in his eye. “Be honest, I won’t tell.”

“Well,” Daniel says, pretending like he was thinking about it for the first time. “If Max can stand to live with George, he’s a stronger man than me. The guy is like — obsessive. I swear half our fights were about the fucking laundry. And he hated all of my friends. He never wanted to come out.”

“Max is a slob,” Alex said bluntly, but he didn’t look upset. On the contrary, he looked a little delighted. “Our living room was a shrine to every online purchase he ever made. I’m talking critical levels of cardboard. He literally never did the recycling. And he was just married to his video games.”

“George hated screen time,” Daniel said gleefully. “He was always trying to make me go on walks or play tennis or whatever.” It was probably bad that they were so happy about the sure demise of a relationship, but he wasn’t about to examine the feeling. Instead, he finished the rest of his free cosmo, letting the vodka drown out any pangs of guilt.

“Perfect,” Alex concluded. “They’re going to tear each other apart.”

“You know what would really piss them off?” Daniel said, the alcohol and camaraderie making him brave. It’s just, it was nice, the way Alex was looking at him, laughing at his little jokes — it was hard not to let a little fondness work his way into his belly.

“If we hooked up,” Alex said, finishing Daniel’s thought and nodding like it was already decided. “Just imagine the brunch dates we could drag them out on, and they wouldn’t be able to say no.”

“You’re diabolical,” Daniel said. “I wasn’t even thinking about brunch.”

“We could watch them fall apart in real-time, one Sunday pancake date at a time,” Alex said, the wicked grin back on his face. “And then we’d know for sure that we weren’t the fucking problem.”

Daniel was sold already, but when Alex raised an eyebrow and jerked his head toward the door, one hand curled around a bottle of table wine, it became impossible for Daniel to imagine saying no.

It turned out Alex was tall, and when they stood up, when he pressed Daniel up against the brick wall in the garden, music and light spilling out of the open doors of the hall into the still, dark night, it felt like he was looming over him. It was hot, honestly, the way Alex leaned against the wall with one hand, bracketing Daniel in, while he let the wine bottle dangle carelessly from the other. It made Daniel think about someone catching them like that, seeing them together, about the news making it back to George and Max, and before Alex even kissed him, there was a satisfaction simmering low in his stomach.

[captaingeorge13]

y’all i work in construction and i was on a ledge 35 feet up being lazy lifting something in a, lets say non-OSHA compliant manner, and i swear right before i started pulling i heard brennan lee mulligan’s voice on the wind saying “are you weakest, do you feel, at the elbow or the shoulder?”

i stopped and went through correct safety procedure so damn quickly. thats what i call divine intervention.

[bloodlessdeity]

mouthwashing is such a fun little game, because not only does it have a really great story, and some interesting commentary, it’s also a great media literacy test.

[aqueousammonia-art]

bought donuts recently and thought of them

please don’t ask me how much time I spent on this drawing. enjoy

[3ic95id864pg]

My Headcanon for Vash the Stampede (2023)

Vash in Love: Vash is a kind guy who always tries to help others. He would start to fall in love when he realizes that he enjoys spending time with someone special more than with anyone else. He would notice that his heart beats faster when this person is around and that he cares deeply about their well-being.

He would realize he is in love when he starts thinking about this person all the time, even when he is busy. Vash would also become a bit nervous and shy around them, something that doesn't happen with other people. He would begin doing small things to make this person smile, like bringing flowers or making silly jokes.

Deep down, Vash would know he is in love when he feels that this person's presence makes the world seem like a better and safer place. And, of course, he would do anything to protect and care for them, showing his love through his actions.

[oldwindowsicons]

Windows 98 Plus! - Falling Leaves theme - My Computer

[halfcarrotikemen]

I think they’d get along well

[k4pp4-8]

Who is ur fav background character??

DOUBLE BEAT!!!! She appears like twice in the entire show and we know next to nothing about her BUT SHE'S SO CUTE!!!!!

Also I bet Darrell Shannon and Raymond were the ones who begged Boxman for a pet until he finally made a dog out of scraps. He didn't want the dog at first but he quickly grew very fond of her (can you blame him look at those googly eyes)

[gummidon]

Part ??? Of drawing a ton of bills on the same page

[newestcool]

Ann Demeulemeester f/w 1998 rtw Creative Director Ann Demeulemeester Model Emma Balfour Newest Cool

[icewindandboringhorror]

sneepy cozy time....

[lindamarieansonsnaps]