@apocaelypse [ ZED ]: asked for a starter from WILLA.
❛❛ OH my god. you’re in love with her. ❜❜
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a fresh start would be good for you, renee had whispered in his ear as she tucked secrets between his scars. a new university on the other side of the country after it hadn’t worked out with the trojans stateside. a new university without an exy team, without publicity, without pressure. jean’s been here two weeks now, and can already sense the otherness of it, thanks to all of his newfound free time. he hasn’t stopped running, hasn’t stopped spending hours shooting puck into net when he cannot trick his body into sleeping, but he has stopped being ignorant to the world outside of the sport that almost killed him.
hence, there’s some kind of wrongness at belgrave university. wrongness not too dissimilar to riko moriyama and his hell-reign. there are ravens here, if not by name, by nature. it rattles deep in his bones.
basic mind-mapping led to two names that seemed ever-present in reports of strangeness, two names identified commonplace; vera stone and hamish blake. of the two, hamish’s felt the least intimidating. he’d seen vera around the campus, and knew there was raven in her too. so hamish it was, the one jean approached fearlessly in the late afternoon, knocking on his t.a. office door.
‘ there’s a cult here, isn’t there? ’ about as unforgiving as a forest-fire, those words, all tact lost to impatience. a fresh start would be good for him, renee had said. but what if this fresh start was simply a repeated cycle? ‘ don’t lie to me. too many people have died, and i know a thing or two about power structures. enough to see there’s one here. maybe even two. i can’t figure out if you and vera are working together. ’
- ̗̀ @apocaelypse : hamish duke ̖́ - / sc.
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❝ do you ever wonder why everyone is out to get you every day? ❞
- @apocaelypse
a brutal, humorless laugh passes her lips before she tosses back the goblet full of red, bitter liquid she had been offered by a grounder who’s name she hadn’t been given. everyone in polis had treated her much the same way since she had arrived — quiet, uncertain looks and careful, quick conversations. they refused to introduce themselves, refused to spend a moment alone with her — as if something about the fact that she came from the sky made her inherently dangerous. or maybe it was just their perception of skaikru as a whole. and, really, could clarke blame them?
setting the goblet aside, she shook her head and dropped her gaze from lexa’s. “i don’t wonder much at all, actually. it’s not just me they’re out to get.” but the answer was avoidant in nature, because she knew what lexa really meant. clarke’s list of enemies was ever-growing. “you know what it’s like better than most, though, don’t you?”
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↳ “ you got guts, i’ll give you that. ”
they had no other options. she had no other options. someone had to press the trigger & no harm to chris, but she was quicker on her feet --- if anyone had a chance of getting out of the bombs range in time, it was her. besides, she made it, she was the only one who could fix it. like said prior, zoe had no other options.
once the explosion died down & the growls of the dead seemed to cease she took her hands off her ears. gun aimed ahead of them just in case of stragglers. the last thing zoe wanted was to be stuck in this crumbling building after dark, especially seeing they had just rang the dinner bell for other hosts for miles.
brow arched as she glanced over at chris, a nonchalant shrug of her shoulder --- they risked their lives every day, zoe had guts for just wanting to survive. ❛ ❛ like you wouldn’t have done the same thing. ❜ ❜
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after everything that had happened at their favorite summer camp, dylan wasn’t sure the others would want to keep in touch. he’d understand wanting to put the traumatic events behind them, but he’s pleasantly surprised at the constant texts, and everyone checking in on each other. dylan made it his mission to see them, traveling around, dropping in ( never unannounced, though no one would put it past him ). jacob’s the lucky winner this week, and dylan sighs as he falls onto the couch next to him. ‘ you’re gonna have to show me around at some point, we can’t just sit around all day, ’ head lulls to the side so dylan can give a teasing grin. ‘ i mean, we can, but wouldn’t you much rather take me around town, show me your favorite, i dunno, gym . . . spots . . . ? or whatever else you do, ’ @apocaelypse.
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@apocaelypse ( @ claire from jill ! )
❛❛ could you pop my shoulder back in ? that would be like . . . a huge help. ❜❜
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@apocaelypse → FROM SASHA RICE FOR SAMANTHA FRASER
❛ ❛ no one ever helped me when i needed it. so i just, try to do my best to keep others from feeling that kind of loneliness. ❜ ❜
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randomly generated pairs!
cassandra finch & rick grimes.
patty spivot & v.
darcy bell & klaus baudelaire.
claire redfield & diego hargreeves.
leah clearwater & elliot.
jamie taylor & furiosa.
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@apocaelypse [ ZED ]: asked for a starter from ADDISON.
❛❛ WHY yes, i have been checking you out. ❜❜
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even on good days, i still feel like i don’t fit in. like everyone else has it all figured out. the clothes they wear, the bands they like, who they are, who they wanna be, and i’m the only one who’s stuck pretending.
#APOCAELYPSE ― independent, private, selective & low activity multi ft juliette fairmont of netflix’s first kill. crossover & au friendly. protected by west.
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@apocaelypse for parker young .
KNUCKLES TURNING WHITE , GRIPPING HARD ONTO HIS PISTOL . crunching dead leaves underneath the soles of his boots . he muttered under his breath as the coloring of his socks was starting to show through the worn down material . he really needed to find more clothes that fit him . specifically hiking boots . maybe he could find an old REI . his breath was showing in the air as it was getting colder and colder . on his shoulders was a brown and tan jacket with wool on the inside and around the collar . his pants were faded jeans , a hole in the knees he suspected coming from moving around so often . his tongue rests on his lower lip as he focuses on the surroundings around him . a broken twig . voices it seemed from a woman and a young boy . he reaches his pistol up , eyes darting from side to side .
❝ who’s there ? ❞ davy’s voice was gruff ⸺ raspy from the cold air in his lungs . he was on edge . they had already lost so many lives to the apocalypse whether it was to the walkers or those who chose to live on the more brutal side of life . in the distance , he was finally able to make out the two forms of which the voices belonged to . they looked civil ⸺ not like hunters or bandits . ❝ don’t shoot ⸺ friendly ! ❞ he shouts out , careful not to be too loud in case of walkers . though , he keeps his gun up just in case she is to be hostile .
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it was nice to see how many multi muse blogs interacted with my sadness last night . . . but it’s also really disappointing. like i’m so sorry that so many of us have the exact same experiences just because we’ve decided to write with most ( if not all ) of our muses in one place. because multi muse blogs, in my experience, are usually the most active, the least dramatic, and the most friendly of all the rpc folks i’ve interacted with in my 10 years on this site. so i’m going to tag all the multi muse blogs i follow lol because they’re all incredible and worth a follow!
@iinmortales / @willowdied / @melnchly / @weyfaren / @questsy / @seeliecourt / @sereniora / @roguekinds / @starsspin / @atlasburdened / @sunpathos / @stormlit / @arcanaem / @starfrckled / @wistcrias / @becomelions / @greymoralities / @everlightblessing / @ircnwrought / @illfatedpartners / @fatedtruths / @entangledmuses / @fatesrolled / @praeludio / @flyingupward / @ofcatnaps / @withinycu / @magnefique / @starseized / @softheartstm / @furys-burn / @vagasbonds / @mythunderlegion / @heartborrow / @enjoycolors / @thinkabouthings / @marblecarved / @bardstale / @wanderism / @voiceofduality / @crystalyz / @spectresrise / @adventuriem / @enastrcs / @destage / @sennik / @flvnevrs / @druidarum / @forfeitsouls / @havenforged / @sunchascd / @glorytragedy / @calaamities / @lunaerising / @lackdgnty / @alyafae / @exandriian / @enternecers / @storitale / @roseguided / @apocaelypse / @galaxierisen / @mythaelogie / @halothief / @starlyht / @dinguses / @enclovir / @cuhven / @feruchemy / @tomepact / @evilsought / @mactabilis / @unawaken / @wildkissed / @maimedaffair / @closedcoffins / @mythasy / @sunwaxed / @nightsung
if you haven’t checked out these folks, don’t say you ‘need new people to follow’ or that certain ‘fandoms are dead’ without even looking at a multi muse’s roster lol.
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you speak of monsters and superheroes. that’s the stuff of myth and fairytales. reality, truth, is rarely so simple. people are not so easily defined. only by facing all of ourselves -- the good and the bad -- can we become whole.
#APOCAELYPSE ― independent, private, selective & low activity mixed multimuse ft various canons & originals. crossover & au friendly. haunted by west.
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* ⊰ west. 31. scotland. discord on request.
independent, private & selective jay halstead of nbc’s chicago pd, with main focus being in the hundred & the walking dead. general rules apply, don’t be a plonker. activity will vary, highly dependent on mood & muse.
* ⊰ links.
google doc. memes. spacekrue. azqeda. apocaelypse. cuhven.
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i’m thinking about raiden / @percentstardust and finn / @celestiel and nellie / @liveshaunted and neville / @apocaelypse and udyati teaming up and saving the world. (from what or whom? no idea.)
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folk should go to @apocaelypse & give my steve twin oc some love.
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