#fortrauma

[bllakcat]

They could've had everything but some of these are highly debatable (in his opinion)

ARE YOU FELICIA'S TYPE? ( friendships count as well! )

i've been waiting for this one, "where's everyone going, bingo?"

[redemn]

if  they  weren’t  both  curled  up  behind  large  metal  container  ,      squatted  in  a  thin  pool  of  stagnant  water  in  some  attempt  to  avoid  several  pairs  of  scanning  eyes  ,      arthur  might  have  called  this  a  simple  ,      peaceful  ,      quiet  time  with  leon  .      unfortunately  for  the  both  of  them  ,      the  solid  concrete  cobblestones  easily  do  a  number  on  their  knees  .      several  times  ,      arthur  has  to  slowly  shift  his  position  ,      until  he’s  practically  leaning  against  leon’s  side  in  a  strenuous  attempt  to  keep  upright  while  still  remaining  hidden  .

it  takes  what  feels  like  an  eternity  before  the  footsteps  fade  away  .      arthur’s  quick  heartbeat  has  found  its  rhythm  again  ,      but  he  still  casts  his  gaze  at  leon  as  though  he  suspects  there  may  be  something  else  lurking  ,      holding  its  breath  until  one  of  them  appears  .

@fortrauma  .      ❝    that  was  close  ,      huh?    ❞

arthur  blinks  ,      slow  and  true  .        ❝        you’re  damn  right  that  was  close  .        ❞        with  a  huff  of  air  through  his  nose  ,      he  moves  away  ,      slowly  scooting  in  inches  toward  the  edge  of  the  container  ,      where  he  can  peek  out  and  make  sure  nothing  else  has  an  eye  on  them  .      it’s  been  five  minutes  .      more  than  enough  time  for  their  tracks  to  be  washed  clear  of  suspicion  .      but  he  dares  little  to  raise  his  voice  higher  than  the  harsh  whisper  he’s  speaking  at  now  .        ❝        and  hopefully  the  closest  they’re  gonna  get  .      don’t  know  what  they  would’ve  done  if  they  caught  us  .      they  don’t  look  like  the  type  to  kill  us  quick  .        ❞

╰ ゜TLOZ : TP STARTERS.  /  𝚘𝚗 𝚙𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 .

[polardestiny]

something nice from the prompts tag ! ↪ Q ; ❛ this day feels like it's never gonna end. ❜ --@fortrauma

leon  had  been  a  new  addition  to  the  place.

when  clair  finished  her  internship,  frankie  found  themselves  with  an  empty  cabin  and  an  itch  for  more  companionship.

so  when  leon  appeared  in  town  looking  --  well,  hunted  and  haunted,  for  lack  of  better  wording  --  it  seemed  simple  enough  to  offer  him  a  job,  a  place  to  stay.

"it's  easy  work,"  they  had  said  to  him  at  the  time.  "just  need  someone  to  help  me  with  the  dogs.  maybe  shoot  a  moose  here  n'  there  while  i'm  out  on  a  race."  it  still  felt  weird  to  them  that  they  were  the  one  in  charge  of  things  now,  and  not  just  listening  to  others.

but  then  some  days  were  like  this,  where  it  felt  like  everything  was  going  wrong,  even  on  a  simple  easy  day  the  way  they  usually  had  them,  and  leon  seemed  especially  exhausted.  maybe  he'd  been  having  nightmares  --  frankie  had  heard  yelling  from  the  cabin  a  few  days  in  the  past  few  months.

(  this  day  feels  like  it's  never  gonna  end,  he  says.  )

"yeah,"  they  fire  back,  snorting  a  little.  "yeah,  fuck,  it  really  does.  uh--  hey,  i'll  cook  tonight,  you  go  get  washed  up,  come  join  me  at  the  main  house."

[aintashes]

tension hangs around them like a gaseous form of matter, thickening the air. daryl's deft hands make easy work of sharpening one of his hunting knives, leaving him plenty of space and time to contemplate. but it might be a little too much: every now and then he can feel leon's eyes studying his pensive expression. he knows that it's only a matter of time, then, until he brings it up.

i never know when you're being quiet because that's just how you are, or if there's something wrong, @fortrauma says with even tone, breaking the silence that had claimed the space between them for hours now.

leon's words pull daryl's gaze to him. though they haven't known one another for very long, the level of trust that he holds in his travel companion is strong. but perhaps it's not strong enough to reveal all of the nitty gritty ways that daryl's mind tends to spiral, turning on him like a wounded animal turns and bites anything that comes close.

a sigh exhales through daryl's nose, bottom lip catching between his teeth as thoughts roll through his brain. he's not trying to be obtuse— this is just the way he is. the only way he knows how to be. ‘ it don't matter, ’ he finally responds, attention turning back to his work. and what should it matter to leon, really? daryl doesn't believe that the things that haunt him are worth hearing.

[red9]

Leon's giving him a kiss, and another one, and another one, and another one, and a-

              @fortrauma inbox prompts.

              It was something he would never tire of, these brief  and fleeting moments of adoration and affection Leon would rarely show. To think of how far they’d come, that once upon a time, Leon would soon rather bare his teeth and fight, guard raised high and bristling at the thought of him even coming near. Now here they were, tangled up in each other's arms, met with an unexpected flurry of kisses that left a fit of laughter rolling from his chest. Hands held tightly to his waist, drawing him in, never truly knowing what he did to deserve him- but never once taking for granted having him near.

              “It’s nice to see you too...” Lips came to meet his brow in return, one cheek, then the other, having no intention of letting him go. “How about one more…” A tempting thought, but before he could say a word, lips were quick to capture his in one last eager little kiss.

              " I love you, Leon.”

[fractempyreal]

𝐀𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐮𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 . Foul stench fills the Devil's nose , immediately bringing it to crinkle in disgust at the scent . ROT fills the air , permeating the remnants of the entire city . Whatever life there once was now seems BARREN save for the empty husks that once housed a human soul . PITIFUL , how far man has fallen ( even with as lowly his thoughts were of them , to have sunk even further ) .

𝐅𝐨𝐨𝐭𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐩𝐬 , 𝐚 𝐠𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭 , 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲 𝐛𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐭 , sliced in two & lain on the concrete before gaze casts aside towards the source . Expression remaining even despite finding himself with a sliver of LIFE that he would not have expected . ❛ Then there are those that survived . ❜ @fortrauma has come across the devil

[sarastuss-a]

SEEMS THAT TROUBLE HAS FOUND YOU ONCE AGAIN, HERO, : PERHAPS YOUR TENDENCY TO SEEK IT IS TO BLAME! 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐑𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐒, but oh, how badly these shadows compete against it. magic, a curse so twisted ... it threatens to drain away all the aether of what it touches : the abandoned, lifeless scenery a proof of such. &. now it all manifests in the shape of shadow creatures, aiming to make her &. her companions part of them. SHE REFUSES SUCH FATE, ONCE AGAIN SHE FORGES AHEAD!

LIGHT MANIFESTS IN HER HAND, : MAGIC OF ANCIENT TIME STILL EMBEDDED INTO HER VEINS. ( original lifeline, forever part of you, no matter the sundering. ) ... 𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐂 𝐂𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐂𝐄, striking down two of the foes ahead. but many still stood. they surrounded them, aiming to overwhelm the company. it is when she suddenly feels it, a shadow creeping too close, DESPITE THE LIGHT, EVEN SHOULD IT BE BLINDED IN THE PROCESS : it wants her life. but this, will not be granted to it. not when a strong grip takes hold, pulling her aside just in time. @fortrauma sender  pulls  receiver  out  of  harm’s  way. ... she stumbles from the pull, but does not fall. quickly her gaze rises, as if expecting to see a foe : BUT IT IS NO CURSE OF THE SHADOW, it is like them. &. at least a friend enough, having saved her from a strike. ❝ thank you. ❞ SHE NODS, adding to the gratitude. 𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐀��𝐃𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍! they shall talk after this is done.

[brutlist]

hello!! ❤️ i'm simply here passing along some positivity because we all could use reminders of it in the rpc: a reminder that you're admired, a reminder of how talented you are in every aspect, & a reminder that your mutuals are here with you for a reason! please always remember to be kind to yourself, take breaks when they are wanted or needed, and never worry about posting regularly, or even what it is that you're posting about ( whether it be writing/muse related or simply just ooc ). you're an incredibly talented individual, & i can promise that no matter when it is, it'll always be a joy to see you on the dash! feel free to spread this message to some of your mutuals ( or write your own! ) so we can keep on spreading the good vibes!!

I blow you SO many kisses ♥ ♥ ♥

[deathchasing]

hello!! ❤️ i'm simply here passing along some positivity because we all could use reminders of it in the rpc: a reminder that you're admired, a reminder of how talented you are in every aspect, & a reminder that your mutuals are here with you for a reason! please always remember to be kind to yourself, take breaks when they are wanted or needed, and never worry about posting regularly, or even what it is that you're posting about ( whether it be writing/muse related or simply just ooc ). you're an incredibly talented individual, & i can promise that no matter when it is, it'll always be a joy to see you on the dash! feel free to spread this message to some of your mutuals ( or write your own! ) so we can keep on spreading the good vibes!!

i'm late responding to this but i saw this yesterday morning when i really needed it ;o; ty jay!! u are so sweet and a fantastic writing partner (with such thoughtful characterization!) and a delight to be around. i am so lucky to have met u and i make heart-eyes every time i see u on the dash. <3

[redemn]

happy birthday! 🎉✨ i hope it goes wonderfully for you

thank you sooo so much for this !!! i am having a pretty wonderful day today , just off work and chilling , so i'd say this is a birthday success . thank you so much for the kind words , thank you for being such a great presence on my dash . x

╰ ゜KAT'S 28TH .  /  𝚋-𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 .

[yllowpages]

[ sew ] for one muse to have to stitch up the other

❝ Oh — Sorry. ❞ She glances up at him for a split second as he winces, just before she looks squarely where her hands are : trying to focus and trying not to shake. It's been a long night, so far, and she's sure he's just as tired yet on edge as she is — maybe more so. Elena pauses for a moment to gently reangle his forearm toward some light better, and push his sleeve up slightly more, as she mutters, ❝ Just need you to ... ❞ She gives a single nod, mostly to herself, and continues to work.

She almost has to wonder where she'd be, if she'd even still be alive, if she hadn't run into Leon. She doesn't know Raccoon City well — and she only sped out here as fast as she did when Ben went radio silent. She doesn't know that she would have considered them friends but ... she knew him well enough to know that was off ( especially given what he was chasing ) . Hell of a thing a few missed calls has become ...

Elena takes slow breaths, her hands steadying out with each second. Halfway done, then they can keep on moving ... ❝ So — ❞ she begins, since anything might be better than silence ( at the very least to drown out the banging and growling she can hear out in the street still ) . ❝ How long have you been an officer? ❞ She takes her eyes off of his arm for a split second to look at his face. ❝ I can't imagine this was in the job description. ❞ Her lips curl into a soft smile — it's not exactly easy to lighten the mood in this situation.

@fortrauma

[aintashes]

‘ should only be another day... maybe two. they're startin' to thin out. ’

daryl lowers his binoculars, looking over to @fortrauma if only to confirm that he'd been listening. this companionship of theirs is still fresh— they've only been moving together for a few weeks, at most. but when you spend even that much time around someone you don't know, it starts to become clear, at least to daryl, whether or not traveling side by side is going to work out.

they have a few things in common, at least. neither of them are particularly uncomfortable with silence— something daryl is grateful for. he doesn't know if they would have gone as far with one another if leon were the type to fill quiet moments with his own voice. and beyond that, they're both tactical; they excel in combat and work well as a team, especially when there's a goal that needs to be met.

so their partnership has worked thus far. daryl can't say he would be particularly distraught if leon suddenly decided to go his own way, but he must admit that it's been nice to have someone he feels like he can trust around. with a small gesture to leon, daryl slides his binoculars back into his bag. if the herd is clearing and they're moving on soon, they'll need to start packing up their little camp.

‘ — you figure out where we're headed? ’

[red9]

at least let me look at it.

              PATCHING UP WOUNDS // @fortrauma

              His words were often like this, the way they came across in such a blunt and monotonous way. Like that of a scolding parent, a superior with little patience for someone as witty as he. Complete and total opposites, in that regard, much like the moon and the sun in their respective places in the sky- one bringing light, while the other chased it away. Yet the sun could not live without the moon, nor could a knight be without his squire. After all, every good story, every good hero needed someone at his side to be the voice of reason- and Leon was just that person for him. 

              Why he could not bring himself to be upset at his request, for down inside he knew there was a heart of gold hidden behind a stern façade. The good cop, the hero through and through. No matter how the world destroyed him, somehow he still found compassion in his work. He could have left him, after all, refused his help and found a way without him- but he stayed, helped even, maybe knowing that down inside, he wouldn’t make it on his own. The wound he kept hidden was only evidence of this assumption, trying to keep it covered in hopes he wouldn’t worry him, or see him as dead weight and press on without him. Yet the man was smarter than that, a keen eye and quick to smell blood. Lying would only make it worse between them, why, despite the pinched expression on his face, the crease in his brow showing hesitancy, he offered his arm to him. 

              It happened quickly within their battle, the sheer rush of adrenaline having numbed the pain up until now. The rain had not stopped, leaving them tucked away within a run down house on the outskirts of the village. Serenity, for the time being, and with it the aches and pains of battle creeping up on him like a cold that would settle into the bones. Somewhere within their fight he’d been snagged, be it a kitchen knife or cleaver he wasn’t certain, all he knew was that the glint of a knife had come for him, and all he could do was embrace the blow. Forearm twitched and spasmed as the inside of his coat felt sticky and damp, shrugging off the leather to reveal a blood stained button up, elbow down soaked in blood. 

              “It doesn’t feel as bad as it looks, I can manage.” Yet the more he looked at it, the more the sting began to set in, as if his mind was finally catching up with his body, his hand slightly trembling as it clenched into a fist. “I’ve been through a lot worse, and it’ll take a whole lot worse to stop me from fighting. You don’t have to worry about me, Leon, I promise you that.” 

[killerharvey]

[ 𝑰 . . . ] @fortrauma

. . . "We've all done terrible things to survive," Harvey mutters, his fingers trembling as he raises the cigarette to his lips. It's a precious commodity, one he'd managed to steal and hoard for months, saving it for a moment of celebration or a glimmer of hope. But now, faced with the harsh reality of their situation, he can't find any solace in it. His gaze drifts downward to the remnants of the horror they'd narrowly evaded, the distant sounds of clickers serving as a chilling reminder of what he could wake up to if dare to sleep.

[wolfled]

if the outlaw's got much to say about the current predicament ; the only choice they got is to run. and to run their damn asses off. through clearings of trees, overgrowth, and more. feels like hours before the growling of predator is lost within the treeline, merely an echo of the past ; and a reminder of the inevitable.

@fortrauma : ❛ that was a close call, wasn’t it? ❜

❛ too damn close. ❜ a mutter beneath haphazard breathing ; nearly keeled over to catch it. ❛ 'you even know how to shoot that thing ?! ❜

almost a tone of disbelief as he adjusts posture, giving the other a quick glance with upturned lips. he ain't mad. well --- when his life was on the line, maybe. but the shock comes and goes, and now, they gotta think of a way out of here.

[ PROMPT. | ACCEPTING. ]

[bllakcat]

romantic gestures.    bold what applies to your muse, italicize if there's potential (or if it depends).

holding hands   ·   buying flowers   ·   cooking   ·   cuddles   ·   writing a poem / song   ·   holding door open   ·   tying shoe laces   ·   sharing a milkshake with two straws   ·   offering their jacket when it's cold   ·   kissing in the rain   ·   publicly confessing love.

long walks at the beach   ·   doing the titanic pose on a boat   ·   kissing the back of their hand   ·   slow dancing   ·   introducing them to their parents ( her mother yes. would your muse come with felicia to her father's grave too?)   ·   lighting candles   ·   flower petals on bed   ·   love letters   ·   stargazing   ·   brushing / doing their hair   ·   picnics   ·   teaching them to play an instrument while gently guiding their hands   ·   compliments

drawing them   ·   self-made gifts   ·   massages   ·   proposing with a family heirloom ring   ·   lending them their favorite book to read   ·   paying for dinner / coffee   ·   surprise birthday parties   ·   feeding them   ·   handing them keys to their apartment   ·   making space in drawer for their clothes when they stay over   ·   sharing a blanket   ·   couple costumes

tucking a hair strand behind their ear   ·   keeping them from leaving   ·   moving cities to be together   ·   blowing a kiss   ·   breakfast in bed   ·   defending them in a fight   ·   joint bubble baths   ·   dropping the l-bomb / "i love you"   ·   dedicating a song to them   ·   wearing their clothes   ·   yawning before putting an arm around them while watching a movie   ·   grant them the last bite.

tagged by : @azarathian civi, u sweetheart <3 &. @dhampirul i know you did this for me on sarastus but sadly i have done it already, so i tagged you here too lovely <3 tagging : @lykosog , @avichor ( muse of your choice! ) , @moonsworn , @ninkaku , @defyfates ( muse of your choice! ) , @fortrauma , @compunctions , @clocksprince &. anyone who wants to! <3