#horrorempathy 001.

[timetravclcr]

@horrorempathy

“You don’t have to trust me to let me help you.”

[woolfcried]

          ‘there are so many more STARS here then in the city.’ of course, the city didn’t have stars that appeared right in front of your face as everything seemed to blur, but the forest had made her more WHIMSICAL than usual. if she had a little more of a clear head, she would have made some comment about being lost in wonderland, but she was content to TOTTER about and babble about the flowers and sky half to herself.

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[riotblooded-blog]

@horrorempathy​ hit the ❤ for a starter!

   “And the next thing I knew, the dental floss was going EVERYWHERE!”

[agentbeyond-a]

“You’re special, Kinsey. Real special. You could be pure again, free of sin.” Faith doesn’t say much more, just smiles and maybe this time there’s something sad about it.

        it sounded so easy when she said it like that and she knew that faith BELIEVED in her. that was enough to make her both feel nervous and a little touched at the same time. and it was so much easier to give into the kind of REDEMPTION faith offered. there were no knives and wolves involved, after all. ‘…i wish i could, faith. but you have to know that’s not a decision i can make so easily. and i’m sure i would just mess it up and make some more SINS to make up for it.’

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[waywardfeathered]

horrorempathy‌        ☾        kristen.

sometimes  it’s  just  skills  from  being  a  mercenary.    sometimes  it’s  just  kristen’s  personality.    she  gets  it  all  mixed  together :     years  of  abuse.     the  laugh  that  falls  from  kristen’s  lips  is  joyful  and  light.   she  tilts  her  head  back,  smile  curling  lips  delicately.   her  blonde  hair  bounces  backwards  out  of  her  face.     she  just  makes  everything  looks  so  casual,  so  easy.     long  fingers  are  still  wrapped  around  her  drink,  unnaturally  green  eyes  study  the  side  of  his  face.

“   you  sound  like  a  sociology  major.   ”      a  pause,      “   not  a  bad  thing.   ”  he’s  also  not  right.    the  little  things.   the  big  things.     isn’t  that  her  other  job ?    the  mercenary  that  takes  out  all  the  evil  ones  who  think  nobody  saw  them.     she  is  point  one,  after  all.      “   i  haven’t  seen  you  around  before.   ”

               Cas’s eyes wander from her fingers to his own drink. It’s odd; he can never tell whether he’s being analyzed or hit on, anymore, because he does the former so much himself. Maybe in the end it’s the same thing. He’s learned, though, that he attracts a very specific type, and she doesn’t appear to fall into that category. Most often, the rare times he ends up in bed with someone, it’s a person who wants to fix him. Which proves his inability to hide his brokenness.

               His gaze lifts to her eyes again as he gives an honest laugh at her observation, shaking his head.    ❝ I never ended up in college, but sociology would not have been my first choice, ❞    he says, a faint smile lingering on his lips.    ❝ No, you wouldnt have. I’m just passing through. I take it you’re a local, then? ❞

[hailiing]

CHARACTER  TRUTHS.

bold   –   always ⁄  often | italic   –   sometimes

001.   smoking:  the  action  or  habit  of  inhaling  &  exhaling  the  smoke  of  tobacco  or  a  drug.

002.   binge  drinking:  the  consumption  of  an  excessive  amount  of  alcohol  in  a  short  period  of  time.

003.   drug  abuse:  the  habitual  taking  of  illegal  drugs.

004.   nail  biting:  a  common  body  language  sign  of  anxiety / tension.

005.   lip  biting:  a  common  body  language  sign  of  anxiety / tension.

006.   night  owl:  a  person  who  is  habitually  active  or  wakeful  at  night.

007.   early  bird:  a  person  who  rises ,  arrives ,  or  acts  before  the  usual  or  expected  time.

008.   negative  attitudes:  a  philosophy  of  approaching  life  with  criticism  &  pessimism.

009.   positive  attitudes:  a  philosophy  of  approaching  life  with  optimism  &  confidence.

010.   swearing:  the  use  of  offensive  language.

011.   superstitious:  an  irrational  belief  that  an  object ,  action , or  circumstance  not  logically  related  to  a  course  of  events influences  its  outcome.

012.  inspecting  fingernails:  a  common  body  language  sign  of  boredom.

013.   scratching  your  neck:  a  common  body  language  sign  of  uncertainty.

014.   foot  &  finger  tapping:  a  common  body  language  sign  of  stress / impatience.

015.   nose  touch:  a  subtle  body  language  sign  of  deceit.

016.   flipping  hair:  a  common  body  language  sign  of  craving  attention.

017.   twirling  hair:  a  common  body  language  sign  of  flirtation.

018.   cracking  knuckles:  a  common  body  language  sign  of  readiness.

019.   hands  behind  back:  a  common  body  language  sign  of  confidence.

020.   finger  pointing:  a  common  body  language  sign  of  authority.

021.   hands  on  hips:  a  common  body  language  sign  of  readiness.

022.   hands  in  pockets:  a  common  body  language  sign  of  mistrust / reluctance.

023.   frequent  touch:  a  common  body  language  sign  of  warmth / familiarity.

024.   throat  –  clearing:  a  common  body  language  sign  of  rejection / doubt.

025.   jaw  –  clenching:  a  common  body  language  sign  of  hostility.

026.   eye  –  rolling:  a  common  body  language  sign  of  irritation.

027.   head  –  tilt:  a  common  body  language  sign  of  interest.

028.   whistling:  to  emit  high  –  pitched  sound  by  forcing breakthrough  a  small  hole  between  one’s  lips  or  teeth;  usually to  a  tune.

029.   humming:  make  a  low,  steady  continuous  sound  like  that  of  a  bee;  usually  to  a  tune.

030.   perfectionism:  refusal  to  accept  any  standard  short  of  perfection.

031.   photographic  memory:  the  ability  to  remember  information  or  visual  images  in  great  detail.

032.   paranoia:  a  mental  condition  characterized  by  delusions  of persecution ,  unwarranted  jealousy ,  or  exaggerated  self  – importance,  typically  worked  into  an  organized  system.

033.   exaggeration:  a  statement  that  represents  something  as  better  or  worse  than  it  really  is.

034.   intuitive:  using  or  based  on  what  one  feels  to  be  true  even  without  conscious  reasoning;  instinctive.

035.   quick  –  witted:  showing  or  characterized  by  an  ability  to  think  or  respond  quickly  &  effectively.

036.   interrupting:  breaking  the  continuity  of  a  conversation  with  one’s  own  statements.

037.   doodling:  to  scribble  or  make  rough  drawings,  absentmindedly.

038.   irritable:  having  or  showing  a  tendency  to  be  easily  annoyed.

039.   gambling:  to  play  games  of  chance  for  money;  bet.

040.   travel  –  sick:  suffering  from  nausea  caused  by  the  motion  of  a  moving  vehicle ,  boat ,  or  aircraft.

041.   sensitive:  having  or  displaying  a  quick  &  delicate  appreciation  of  others’  feelings.

042.   melancholy:  a  feeling  of  pensive  sadness,  typically  with  no  obvious  cause.

043.   chewing  gum:  the  exercise  of  chewing  flavored  gum  which  is  not  intended  for  swallowing.

044.   fidgeting:  to  make  small  movements,  especially  of  the  hands  &  feet,  through  nervousness  or  impatience.

045.   skeptical:  not  easily  convinced;  having  doubts  or  reservations.

046.   neat  –  freak:  compulsively  obsessed  with  cleanliness.

047.   gossiping:  divulging  personal  information  about  others.

048.   prim:  feeling  or  showing  disapproval  of  anything  regarded  as  improper;  stiffly  correct.

049.   abbreviating:  giving  others  nicknames / shortening  names / giving  pet  names.

050.   having  a  catchphrase:  having  a  sentence  or  phrase  typically  associated  with  a  specific  person.

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@horrorempathy

           “Redfield --- ?  Your name is Redfield?”  Perhaps it’s an odd question.  But that’s surely not a COMMON LAST NAME, no.  And she has questions ( an abundance of them! ) and fear both directed straight at the organization which housed the last Redfield she met.  “Are you from Umbrella, TOO?”

[fortanach]

➤               |              @horrorempathy​                    (         CAROL.        )         

❛  from where i am standing it look like shit.  ❜ the woman spoke out with a warm smile as she handed her a paper cup filled with a strong choice of coffee filled to the rim.  ❛  IT’S A NICE CHANGE  ...  it’s normally me.   ❜ a small chuckle was heard from her vocals before her body laid against the brick wall. THE SUN WAS HIGH IN THE SKY TODAY  ...  but it wasn’t as warm as claire would have enjoyed it to be. just reminded her of how she’d have to shop for a new wardrobe ... after all, she needed to updo her closest and with winter coming  ...  it was the best time to add some more boots to her collection.  ❛  JUSTICE NEVER SLEEPS, right  ...  ?❜  

[riverdivined-a]

💝Rest your head on my muse’s shoulder (from Faith).

          she was a little giggly, a little wine drunk, insisting she’d be better off walking it off through dark and FOREBODING woods than sleeping it off in the back room of the pizza bar. it was only another show of how KIND faith was then to accompany her while she was babbling on. the tickle of her hair on her cheek made her stifle a SNORT of another giggle, toying with a strand of it as though to give her a mustache. ‘have you ever been to rome? someday i’m taking everyone on a VACATION and not stupid florida like sharky suggested.’

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[rykerelias-archive]

TRANSFERRED FILE. || @horrorempathy Kristen & Elias. VERSE: modern. ( undercover. ) 001. THREAD: to be named.

    They’d warned him away – the pained expression that lurched across more than one of their faces when he’d nudged them, elbowed them and asked if they’d recognized her had told him they did, and they’d been quick to try and warn him off, discouraging him from the risk of getting – best case scenario, they’d said – his balls busted.  But whatever degree of casual interest he’d had in the drop dead gorgeous blonde that had strolled into the bar like she owned the place had kicked up about ten degrees when he’d heard her name.  A double take, a slightly less than surreptitious glance back up and over her form, one hand drifting up to rub a little against the nape of his neck, downing the last of his beer for a touch of courage-bolstering, and to give him the excuse he needed to stroll his way towards the bar.  

    “Another draft, if you would,” he drawled, settling the empty mug onto the bar, weight leaning in casually on an elbow as he glanced, almost like it was an afterthought, towards Kristin, and then back to the bartender with a nod.  “And whatever the lady’s having, on me.”

‘ I  HATE  TO  TELL  YOU  THIS,  bud,  but  you  can’t  buy  your  way  into  my  pants.    i’m ALREADY rich.  ’       kristen’s  low  voice  is  both  sultry  &  laced  with  sarcasm.     head  doesn’t  turn TOWARDS  THE  STRANGER.    bartender  already  knows  what  she  wants.    it’s A  SIMPLE  ROUTINE  at  all  local  bars.  

‘  YOU  MIGHT  WANT  TO  TRY one  of  the  girls  cradling  alcohol  like  it’s  a  man  siren. ’       head  does  turn,  JUST  NOT  TOWARDS  HIM.    down  the  bar,  towards  another  girl,  hair  all DONE  UP,  looking  around.   searching  exactly  for  a  man  like  kristen  has  right  now.     kristen  always  seems  professional,  anyway.    IT’S  HER  SIGNATURE  STYLE.      just  everything  about  her  is  COMPLETELY  EXOTIC.    even  in  business  attire.    black  button-up  shirt  UNBUTTONED  JUST  RIGHT,  gray  dress  pants  perfectly  fitting,  black  high  heels  with  just  enough  CLICK  WHEN  SHE  WALKS.

  He didn’t even bother to follow her indication to the other women in the bar – he’d had no interest in them before her arrival, he certainly didn’t have any interest in them now.   A low smirk played over his lips as he lounged back, elbows propped up on the bar behind her, his attention remain almost entirely on her, though the awareness of his surroundings and peripheral was a constant.  “Well that’s awfully presumptuous of you,” he tsked, lightly, a single, scarred brow skipping upwards at her first words.  “Maybe I’m just looking for a little friendly battle of wits,” he suggested.   “But you know, if you want to make sure the lines are clearly drawn in the sand, that’s cool – you’re absolutely welcome to buy me a drink instead, leaving the ball squarely in your court.  Takes the pressure off me, anyways, probably couldn’t afford what a lady like you prefers, I’d hate to have to count out pocket change while trying to look el macho.”

[triiipleshot]

Even with exhaustion in blue eyes, the smile when Claire sees Sherry is written all over Claire's features. From the smile curling her lips, to the innocence regained. "Hey, Sherry."

WHEN Sherry opens her apartment door, a wide smile immediately begins to play at her features. “Claire!” she beams, and there’s no hesitation before she pulls the other into a firm embrace. It had been long — much, much too long.

“I’ve missed you so much,” Sherry says with sincerity as she pulls out from the hug, moving away to let Claire inside. “Please, come in. I’d love to catch up over coffee.”

[woolfcried]

Liara's always had that certain sway to her hips, but it almost seem directed at Shepard, today. Head turning slightly, a mirthful smile curling blue lips.

           usually she wouldn’t be so BRAZEN as to openly stare at liara’s tempting curves, but she was too entranced to look away. her jaw had gone mostly slack, leaving her lips slightly ajar as her eyes followed the MOVEMENT. after a few seconds though, she remembered herself and gave an auspicious cough into her hand before standing. ‘…liara? can i speak to you in PRIVATE?’

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[woolfcried]

Faith’s arms wrap around the deputy from behind, a loose grasp, a laugh to follow along. “Getting into trouble?”

          normally she would seize up after being touched out of nowhere, but the familiar FLOWERY scent of the seed sister took away most of the surprise and replaced it with drooped shoulders and half-lidded eyes as she slumped against the hold. ‘oh, you know me too well.’ a CONTENT sigh escaped her lips. ‘come to scold me?’

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[woolfcried]

Liara’s hand reached out, lightly wrapping around Shepard’s wrist. “Shepard,” not even quite a statement, just a question.

        she hadn’t realized how out of it she was until she felt the hand atop hers, pulling her from her SCATTERED thoughts of where their next move would be among other things she needed to check on the ship even though there were plenty of people to do it for her. the mind-numbing nature of it all was SOOTHING, reminding her of her training so long ago. lips parted and slightly dry, she turned to the asari with a weak, almost wry smile. ‘back already? i heard everyone was going down to some new NIGHTCLUB for drinks.’

         not her. she much preferred the QUIET, peacefulness that came with listening to the hums of the ship in rest.

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[agentbeyond-a]

❛ Did you ever get busted for bopping? ❜ from Faith.

          ‘i can’t say i have. i did bust someone while… BOPPING though.’ she hoped that meant what she thought it meant otherwise she would sound absolutely ridiculous. not that the story on it’s own didn’t sound ridiculous. ‘i spent a few months in a BALLROOM dancing competition undercover. so there’s that. since that my bopping days have been near nonexistent.’

@horrorempathy ( FOOTLOOSE RP MEME )

[waywardfeathered]

horrorempathy‌        ☾        kristen.

@waywardfeathered :      ‘i i guess i’d rather observe people than, you know…’ (kristen / hunter cas but canon compliant if ur not ok with the former! …i just spent so long browsing your blog for memes sksksksks)

“   –   than  socialize ?   ”       kristen’s  voice  is  curious,  this  low  rasp  of  everlasting  seduction.    her  chin  in  the  palm  of  her  hand,  nose  wrinkling  and  then  unwrinkling.    sitting  there  in  her  usual  outfit,  different  colors  and  patterns :     a  plain  black  button  up  shirt,  sleeves  rolled  up,  grey  dotted  and  perfectly  fitting  dress  pants,  heels  to  accentuate  even  more  of  her  height.     the  woman’s  far  too  bright  green  eyes  dance  across  his  handsome  features,  a  smile  delicately  curling  her  lips. 

“   i  find  that  socialization  gives  you  more  of  an  advantage  to  observe,  people  get  far  more  relaxed  when  they  aren’t  in  the  immediate  presence  of  another  person  and  sometimes  that’s  not  even  their  true  selves.   ”       a  pause,  her  tongue  flicking  out  to  run  across  her  bottom  lip.    a  small,  musical  laugh  falls  from  her  lips.    she  lifts  her  head,  hand  moving,  curling  around  the  glass  of  almost  gone  whiskey.    she  brings  it  to  her  mouth.    drinks  the  rest  of  it.     now  it’s  gone.

❯ idk just send me memes  /  accepting :  @waywardfeathered .

                ❝ Well ---- yes. ❞    One of Cas’s downfalls in his line of work has always been his disinclination towards approaching people, small-talk, engaging with the locals to learn about the shady fuckery going on in whichever town he is in ---- he hates acting, dislikes lying, but there’s nothing he can do about that. At least she seems skilled enough; talking to her is easy enough.

               He sips from his own glass, not really paying any attention to the taste of the drink or the alcohol beginning to settle in his veins. He may be awkward, but he isn’t socially anxious; he finds sitting at bars nice enough, though as he noted, he prefers to people watch, unless he needs to socialise.    ❝ You’d be surprised on what you can learn about people when they think no one pays attention. What is a ‘true self’ anyway? Aren’t we all just layers upon layers of different masks for different occassions? ❞