#constellationtracer

[agirlinhell]

I HATE TO BREAK THIS TO YOU BUT...

                                                   FIGHT LIKE A GIRL.

       CLEMENTINE | VIOLET | BRODY | RUBY | SOPHIE

#I WON'T LET ANOTHER FRIEND DIE TODAY. ( PROMO. ) #( BA DUM TSS #LISTEN LISTEN LISTEN... I SUCK AT GROUP PROMO'S LET ALONE PROMO'S BUT I HOPE YOU GUYS LIKE IT!! YOU GUYS DON'T HAVE TO USE IT #BUT I THOUGHT IT WOULD BE FUN TO MAKE #I WOULD'VE ADDED MORE LADIES BUT THERE WASN'T ENOUGH LIKE. SPACES LEFT SO AGLJAGLAJALAJGAJ ) #agirlinhell #constellationtracer #privycracked #keptmanners #stillgcod #twdg rp

[plannedahead]

👀 fmk. violet, violet, or violet.

         ` — “Wha- I - That is not how this game works!”

[     send my muse “👀 + a question” and they’ll have to answer with 100% honesty. — always accepting !!     ]

#constellationtracer #` gotta preserve what i can ; [ ANSWERED. ] #[ ALFADFGL hope oh my god ]

[keptmanners]

🖋 willy. do it.

Send me a 🖋 and a character you’d like to see me write, and I’ll give it my best shot! // @constellationtracer

          brows furrow in the utmost concentration. he’s got this. as he FINALLY slaps a couple rubber bands around the soil filled jug and old wrappers, he proceeds to look over his handiwork. lips pull back to reveal a crooked-toothed smile, brows raising in approval. he doesn’t know if it’ll actually WORK, but it LOOKS like it will, and that’s good enough for him right now.

          he scoops the newly made bomb up, and holds it close to his chest as he hurries down the hall and through the double doors that lead out into the courtyard. his eyes scan the area, almost immediately locking onto their target. he bolts forward, grin growing IMPOSSIBLY WIDER as he moves towards the person.

          a free hand raises up to wave as he bellows out, “ MITCH! ” as he grows closer, his voice lowers to a slightly more acceptable octave. “ check it out! ” he all but screeches to a stop as he appears before the older boy, holding out the bomb for him to see. “ whaddya think?! ”

#{ yeah idk what this is but here you go lmao } #constellationtracer #watch your manners / / ✿「 ASK PROMPT 」 #keeping the peace / / ✿「 IC 」 #bless your heart / / ✿「 ANSWERED 」

[trustinginthelight]

🖋 lily~

Send me a 🖋 and a character you’d like to see me write, and I’ll give it my best shot! | accepting

“Louis– seriously, dude, shut the fuck up,” The boy with the disgusting soul patch spoke the one across the hall from him. Urging him to finallyshut his mouth, following the couple of warnings Dorian had already presented. 

“Oh, please, we’re way scarier than these assholes, Aasim. …Or, well,Clem is. Clementine’s got our back, dude. Her, Vi, AJ, Willy– we’ve gotthe A team on our rescue squad! There’s not a damn thing theseassholes can do to us. Can’t kill us, you need soldiers dontcha? Canbarely hurt us. Then you’ll have to waste your supplies on kids thataren’t even your soldiers yet. Face it, these guys can’t do–”

“I’ve heard enough,” Lilly’s voice was eerily calm. Approaching thedoor of the loud-mouthed boy’s cell. Louis, was it? Not like it reallymattered at that moment in time. A faux smile presented itselfacross her expression, keeping a sizable distance from the bars.The kid had no weapon, but she wasn’t stupid enough to get tooclose.

“You seem like you have a lot of faith in Clementine. That’s sweet.I can tell: you like her a lot, huh?”

“Who wouldn’t?” He gave her an almost cocky grin, but it was morefilled with pride than anything. Louis took pride in talking about thisgirl that he apparently had an immense amount of confidence in. 

“Young love. I remember when I was at that age. Too bad it’s notreciprocated,”

A snort could be heard from the younger.

“What do you know about it?”

“I do know that she saved that girl over you. That she called out forthat same blonde girl to shoot at me, which ended up getting youhurt. It’s not difficult to see how much she doesn’t value your life,”

“She wouldn’t be the first. Gonna have t’ try harder than that, asshole,“

Staring down at the young man with a hard stare, it wouldn’t take herlong to eye Dorian, and then Minerva.

“Minerva, open the door,” 

“Yes, ma’am,” Without hesitation, the redhead stepped forth to openthe door for her. However, Lilly wasn’t the one to step forth.

“Dorian, why don’t you teach this boy a lesson about respect,”

#constellationtracer #asks #THIS ONE GOT LONG WHOOPS

[morefinesse]

“ … why does this card say ‘ happy 3rd birthday ‘? “

random sentence starters // @constellationtracer

          the grin on his face effectively falls, lips pursing instead, accompanied by a risen brow. “ really? ” he asks, and after a small beat of silence adds, “ i went through all the trouble of finding you a BIRTHDAY CARD, and all you have to say is that? ” he gives her zero time to respond before he’s continuing, yet again, “ no, ‘you remembered!’, no ‘gee, thanks, louis!’, nothing. just you asking me why it says ‘happy third birthday’? – do you have any idea how hard it was to find that in the first place? ” he lets out a sharp, feigned surprised gasp. “ no appreciation, no gratitude… unbelievable! ”

#constellationtracer #◜ ᴘᴇʀғᴇᴄᴛʟʏ ᴠᴀʟɪᴅ ǫᴜᴇsᴛɪᴏɴ ◞ ♥ ﹕ ‘ ASK PROMPT ’ ﹗ #◜ ʙᴏᴏʏᴀʜ! ◞ ♥ ﹕ ‘ IN CHARACTER ’ ﹗ #◜ sᴛɪʟʟ sᴛᴀɴᴅɪɴɢ ɪ sᴇᴇ ◞ ♥ ﹕ ‘ ANSWERED ’ ﹗

[apocalypseraised]

Kiiiiiiisssssss

FIRST FIVE ASKS GET A KISS.

↳ (x)

                                                           ❝ –   NO WAY.  ❞   her shoulders bounce slightly as she titters, eyes leaving her work momentarily to look at the girl across her to see if she was serious or not, the little smirk on her lips told her she was.   of course, she should of suspected it was mitch’s idea for marlon to have eaten the slug.   beneath her finger tips was the beginning of a drawing, lacking a spare pencil and she couldn’t bring herself to use tenn’s in case it split or broke beneath her calloused fingers and often times tense fingers.   so she uses a coloured one, purple.   she always did like that colour, as did her dad.   red however, was definitely her favourite, but chose to avoid it this time…  the mornings hunt proved to be quite a hassle with walkers stealing some of the rabbits leading it to becoming more of a clearing job rather than food gatherer, so.   she had her fill on seeing red for today.   instead, chose to settle on her second favourite, more soothing on the eyes anyway.

    she had been stuck on what to draw, pursed lips and end of the pencil tapping her chin until she hears the other laugh and just say ‘draw whatever feels right, or comes to mind. ‘  funny, it seemed so easy when she was younger.   knowing what to draw.   so far she just let the pencil go forth and quite a few swirls and circles took place, no sharp edges or sudden turns in her glide but smooth like water ripples.   it wasn’t till she took the pencil off the page and looked at it she frowns slightly.   she might of been a little out of practice with this sort of thing, aj had been the one to take over the pencil and paper when she stopped being a kid.    clementine’s hues lift to violet who looked quite busy with her drawing, obviously knowing what she wants to see on paper while she was left with squiggles of what looked to be… a something.   when she squinted her eyes she could almost make out a stripy snake, or caterpillar.

      ‘what?’  clementine blinks to find violet now staring back at her quizzically, she had been staring at her without realising and immediately feels her face heat up a little.   violet seemed to notice and laughs a little, supposedly lifting her paper up to shield it from view. ‘ hey, no copying.’ clementine chuckles, and with her attention now on her… she leans forward, taking advantage of her guard being down to capture her lips, not a peck as she didn’t withdraw straight away and lingers.   her lips were soft, and cushioned hers.   in the back of her mind she felt a bit embarrassed that hers weren’t the same, a little chipped and dry.  she made a mental note to lick them before going in with her ‘romantic’ attempts.    clementine leans back into her spot and then resumes her scribbles ( maybe looking a bit too pleased with herself ).   violet who looked rather surprised, almost out of breath as though she was trying to recapture it after a short jog, it was her turn to look bashful.    she asks ‘ what was that about?’ in which clementine shrugs, the pencil strays from it’s fester of lines and begins looping a new shape with a circle centre and purple petals, violets.

                                                          ❝ –   what felt right. ❞  

@weprevail

#( clementine being cheesy ) #( ask. ) #( so sorry if this is bad! ) #( im imagining they're drawing buttons for each other <3 ) #constellationtracer

[allmonsters-blog1]

@constellationtracer continued from x !

an audible    GASP    of air escaped her lips unwillingly as slender fingers coiled themselves around the waist of her jeans, firmly pulling their bodies together, lips within inches of connecting, a craving for that touch, that taste, that feeling instantly lighting up inside inside of her.     ‘ aren’t you supposed to be NICE to us cripples ? have you no shame ? ’     clem gloated back , offering a playful tap with her wooden ‘foot’ , her own hands subtly wrapping themselves around vi’s waist , her thumb softly rubbing the backside fabric of vi’s trousers in a circular motion ,   

‘ maybe i shouldn’t let you kiss me for the whole week , let you put a few of those pounds back on , huh ? ’

#constellationtracer #v . taken back #these hoes goddamn it

[wantostay]

Giving them their coat.

based on this meme | status : accepting !

      — aj shivered. why were nights always so cold? the days were starting to get cold, as well. that only meant one thing : he was going to have to find a bigger jacket. thicker boots. it took him months to find a good pair of boots -- & they weren’t even the same kind of boot. one was grey & the other dark brown. it took him by surprise when he saw someone offering him their coat. he looked up to see violet. “ won’t you get cold? ” he questioned. “ .. thank you, violet. ”

#「 🔪 ᴠɪᴏʟᴇᴛ : constellationtracer. 」 #「 🔪 ᴛʀᴜsᴛ ᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴇᴄɪᴅᴇ ᴡʜᴇɴ ɪᴛ's ʀɪɢʜᴛ : answered memes. 」 #constellationtracer

[prctecthem]

“I was sure I was going to die.”

attacked meme. || @constellationtracer.

            James straightened up, his posture going from defensive to almost casual. he dropped his arms to his sides, his knives held loosely in his hands, tips dripping with crimson red. inwardly, he hated what he had had to do to protect her. but, at the same time, if he hadn’t done what he did... she might not have survived.            conflicted, though he was, James sighed deeply and sheathed both knives in their respective sheaths at the back of his waist, turning to face her, offering a hand to help her up from the ground where she’d fallen down. partially his fault. he had likely knocked her off balance when he jumped in front of her to stop a couple of walkers from biting her.

                                    『 ❝ ...are you hurt anywhere? ❞ 』

            he didn’t really know her. only knew she was one of Clementine’s friends. he didn’t know which one. but he knew Clementine likely cared a lot about her.

                                    『 ❝ I’m sorry... I didn’t mean for this to... happen. ❞ 』

#『 ✖ || Nothing V E N T U R E D Nothing G A I N E D [Ask Replies] 』 #constellationtracer

[parablcd]

“Guess I didn’t realize how long it’s been.”

“It’s weird to think about, right? Five years. People have been eating each other for literally half Tenn’s life.” 

It’s equally unsettling to remember that her brother is almost as old now as she and Sophie were when the dead started walking. He seems… smaller than she ever remembers being. God. It’s alarming, in hindsight, just how dire their situation had been - how small and delicate and underprepared they were to handle the world they’d been thrown into. How the hell had they made it so far?

She pushes the thought away, tucking an errant lock of red hair behind her ear and flashing Vi a wry smile before turning her attention back to the fish trap at hand. “You know what else is weird? I can’t even picture where I’d be now. If the world hadn’t gone to shit, you know?” She laughs, but the feeling in her stomach as she hauls the trap out of the water doesn’t seem very funny. “How messed up is that?”

#constellationtracer #v: in the circle ‘round the kitchen table I say my amen because I feel blessed #fishing = existential crisis time #real talk though: the ericson kids are tough as hell they would've been such tiny babs at the start #give! them! all! hugs!

[agirlinhell]

Soft laughter escapes her lips at the other girl’s pun as they lie in a moonlit meadow together to watch the diamond encrusted canvas of the heavens above them, her hair let loose and wild from any and all bindings. Violet had always been good to her and Clem could only hope to pay her debts to her. She had saved her on multiple occasions and stood up for her and AJ when no one else would, and for that, she couldn’t be more grateful. Luckily, though, she’d managed to make a few gifts for her, things she’d kept hidden in her bag, insisting to the blonde that they would not be opened until the end of their girl’s night.

“I love nights like these,” she confesses, “when you feel like you’re weightless and the world is thrown off of your shoulders.” she admits with a carefree smile, her golden eyes shifting from the girl lying beside her to the stars above. “Do you feel like we’re the only ones here? You know, like out there in the galaxy? Aliens, men in black, UFO’s, gods... any of that?” She cannot help but ask, a grin gracing her features. In truth, Clementine had quite a few theories on what lie beyond their known world and this was the first time she’d reveal this to someone. But in all honesty, she simply wanted to hear Violet’s opinion. It’s past dusk and deep thoughts were bound to come out anyhow; the night had a way of doing that and making people talk about deep things.

@constellationtracer liked for a starter!

#constellationtracer #( AGJAGLJAAA I WASN'T SURE IF THEY WERE JUST FRIENDS OR SOMETHING MORE - SO I LEFT IT AMBIGUOUS!! IT'S UP TO YOU!! :'D ) #( also... CONSPIRACY THEORIES AND GIRLS NIIIIIIIGHT!! )

[plannedahead]

👀 + do you think you could have ever dated clem?

          Admittedly, the question surprises him more than he thinks it probably should. It was perfectly valid enough, his feelings towards Clementine hardly negative in any way, though it’s simply not something he’s ever really given much thought to before. “Clem? I don’t know… I mean - maybe? She’s great and all - a good fighter, an amazing survivalist. Hell, I LITERALLY owe her my life. On several occasions, no less.” Yet he realizes that doesn’t quite answer the actual question, and clearing his throat a bit awkwardly, he shifts his thought process to a more personal level. “But, y’know, all that aside… she’s pretty, funny, smart. I definitely like her. So, uh… yeah. I guess I could see it.”

[     send my muse “👀 + a question” and they’ll have to answer with 100% honesty. — always accepting !!     ]

#constellationtracer #` gotta preserve what i can ; [ ANSWERED. ] #[ i'm all hands on deck with exploring this ship more i'm js #i do think it has a lot of potential! ]

[keptmanners]

you voice is so cute help//// u dont have to record anything i just wanted to tell u thnx for ur time

@constellationtracer

     oh man??? i am so unworthy of this compliment???? thank you so much!!!

#{ truth be told i never thought i had a nice voice but dlfjlasdfls now i'm all flustered thank you again!! } #constellationtracer #out of manners / / ✿「 OOC 」 #bless your heart / / ✿「 ANSWERED 」 #/ / ✿「 SAVED 」

[trustinginthelight]

❛❛ This is stupid but… could you sing to me? You have such a nice voice, and I think it might help calm me down… you don’t have to, but… ❜❜ Minnie Or Louis. U pick 👀

soft caring sentence compilation | accepting

“Vi… of course. You know you don’t have to worry about asking,” Minnieurged, but found herself drawing a blank as to what to sing. It’d been solong since she’d heard a lot of her favorite songs. Truly, she was thankfulthey had the piano in the music room, or else she’d probably go mad, nothaving any music to listen to. 

What sort of songs did she know that were calm? Maybe a Disney song?Gosh, it’d been so long sing she’d watched any of those movies, either.

“–Hey, did you ever see Toy Story 2? It came out before either us wereborn, I think. But I remember, I watched it when I was little. There wasthis pretty song they played during it. I don’t remember a whole lot ofit, but I could try to sing it for you,”

#constellationtracer #asks #if we still exist i can let go of my fear { minnie interactions }

[ratleaderr]

Making space for them to sit.

unspoken fluff.

//  ➴ ➴ ➴ 

      ❝   –    ah.                the long awaited rematch.    ❞  not often, few and far between the LEADER lets the role drop, and rather than locked away in his office for the rest of the evening with his dinner brought up.    he sits with his people, his friends for an evening of long needed laughter.   well, FRIEND might be a little too strong to use for violet, the two not always seen eye-to-eye, and often left them with uneasy air like a cat and dog facing off.    and what best way to rid that negative energy?   

     ❝   –    i would be lying if i said i wasn’t looking forward                  to this, and i did promise willy my bowl when i win                   this arm wrestle battle.   ❞

#( he's talking such shit ) #( we ALL know VIOLETS gonna win ) #( break his cocky ass arm violet ) #( ask. ) #constellationtracer

[apocalypseraised]

“ can you stay here a little longer?”

after the damage .

↳ (x)

    HER VOICE WAS LIKE A MOUSE’S SQUEAK.   it doesn’t match the violet she knew, coming out so quiet and sparingly as though she were about to burst in tears… which, might not of been far from the truth, but timid for sure.   milky eyes look out for her, unfocused and searching as though she were making her way through fog with a hand outstretched to where she believed clementine to be.   violet had never looked so small, it hurt her.   the guilt claws in her chest like a animal and gnaws greedily on her heart… if she hadn’t gotten so caught up with lilly, if they had been a bit more careful, maybe– maybe violet wouldn’t of gotten… 

   clementine’s fingers find violet’s, gently sliding between the gaps of her digits allowing the other’s to slot comfortably into hers.   once their hands locked, clementine carefully walks to the edge of her bed where she sits, it squeaks beneath the extra weight and there’s a small jolt in violet’s form as her sitting down caused her to slightly tilt into clementine, which she welcomes with an arm draping over her shoulders, encouraging their temples to touch.

          ❝ –     i’m not leaving you violet. ❞   she squeezes her hand.

                                                                ❝ –   not ever again. ❞  

@weprevail

#( first violetine to ever grace this blog and i LOVED IT ) #( sorry for the delay in this as im getting back into living in england XD ) #( ask. ) #constellationtracer #weprevail