i am the catalyst and creator of wrath- listening to cries as though they are songs of gods as they paint me reviled and feared.
Junior Deputy OC - Samantha “Sam” Hunter
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i am the catalyst and creator of wrath- listening to cries as though they are songs of gods as they paint me reviled and feared.
Junior Deputy OC - Samantha “Sam” Hunter
independent. private. selective. 18+. penned by Em.
The arrival of a new face rarely escaped the notice of the Project at Eden's Gate. The devout believers were ever on the lookout for prospective new members, those who could be influenced onto the right path. The only path. However little more was known about this woman beyond her name. Samantha Hunter, didn't seem to stray far outside her family home, dedicated to her newfound position within the Sheriff's Department and no obvious connections around the County. Tough nut to crack.
They could have sent a faceless member among their masses, somebody who was a nobody, but Faith herself stepped forward to volunteer. Ever seeking to impress her brother Joseph she wished to learn what she could about the woman who could be a great asset — or a terrible foe. "Hey! Excuse me, Miss!" she chased after her, in-hand a conveniently missing wallet that had been plucked in an opportune moment. "This fell out of your car when you stepped out."
Even after being back home for several months, Sam was still having trouble adjusting to civilian life at times. Everything was different about Montana; the sounds, the smells, the people... But no difference was quite so bothersome to her as the weather. The deserts of the Middle East were always so hot and dry, and the only pain the weather brought her was the occasional sunburn or the burn of hot sand on her skin, but the same couldn’t be said for her first Montana winter in years. Each and every step made her body feel stiffer and achier than the last with how cold the air was, and she couldn’t pull her bomber jacket tight enough around her to ease the pain.
Well, Sam thought the weather was the worst difference. She was beginning to think the people were, though. With the exception of her new colleagues at the Sheriff’s Department and her immediate family, just about everyone Sam had met so far in Hope County irritated the hell out of her. Like that Merle dude? God, was he fucking annoying. And Hurk Sr.? They made her miss the people in Afghanistan that were always trying to kill her. So she wasn’t too optimistic whenever she was forced into an interaction with another new person.
But the woman she was met with when she turned around was far from what she was expecting. Sam had been prepared for someone like that weird lady at the marina to be approaching her, but instead it was a woman who looked... kind. She was at least half a foot shorter than Sam, and she looked like someone with a gentle soul. Sam felt oddly at ease in front of the shorter woman. “Thanks.” She took her wallet back, tucked it into her jacket pocket, and, despite telling her mom that she didn’t need any friends, held out her hand hesitantly to the girl. “I’m Sam.”
maybe i am no more than these hands / than this heart / maybe there are no poets / maybe there is this / you and me / maybe / there is no dawn between us / (maybe the sun will never rise)
i know i haven’t been very active lately, but i was so fortunate to get this commission from @minilev of sam and joey just getting some rest together (with achilles, of course) in the months following the war and i had to share! there’s so much to love about this, but honestly the overall softness of this it what gets me feeling so emo every time. thank you again so much. this turned out far better than i had even imagined, and i could not be happier with it.
I feel FATIGUED like send her to the seaside for her health type fatigue
my parents made some comments that made me really uncomfortable and unhappy with myself so! if anyone wants to plot with me tonight that would be lovely to distract myself.
it has been a very rough few days, so how am i coping you ask? putting sam (and maya) through hell skfkgksk
also come plot with me while i’m trapped at home with my fucked up little body
Saeed Jones, How We Fight for Our Lives
if anyone wants to come plot with me tonight on discord that would be lovely because i am having a tough time and would really like to plot with someone to avoid my emotions
‘You Did Good’ prompts
“Hey, [name]! That was some nice work out there.”
“You know, you really… reach people, when you try.”
“You did good. You know that, right?”
“That was impressive.”
“How did you figure that out?”
“You helped. That’s something to be proud of.”
“It’s okay. Hey, [name]. You’re okay, you did it.”
“It could have been a lot worse. Give yourself some credit.”
“I like you just like this, you know. You don’t have to be perfect.”
“Hey. We did everything we could.”
“They’re safe – hey! They’re safe. Let’s focus on you for a minute, okay?”
“Everyone’s been evacuated, you were the last out. Let’s get you checked out.”
“You’ve been helping all of them? Alone?”
“Sometimes you do your best work and things are still shitty. That’s just how it goes.”
“I’ve never seen you like that before.”
“You’re not psychic. You couldn’t have known.”
“I’m right here. You found me in time, I’m right here.”
“It’s over. Hey! It’s over. Everyone’s safe. You did that.”
“These people wouldn’t be alive if it weren’t for you.”
“I wouldn’t be alive if it weren’t for you.”
“Where did you learn to [fight/issue orders/do first aid/etc] like that?”
“There was nobody in the building, [name]. You got them all out.”
i am. so pumped to play the joseph dlc later today. and that is saying something because. i hate joseph
anyway come add me on discord and chat with me about sam while i play it :D my user is: mannyheffleystan#0850
* idiots to lovers romantic starters
also known as rivals to lovers / idiots to idiots but they’re lovers / rivals to besties / rivals to idiots, the list goes on. some of these are inspired by pre-existing media. change pronouns/aggressive terms of endearment/insults as you see fit! these can also be platonic of course!
“i dunno. sometimes i just… feel things when you’re around.”
“i love your ass.”
“your ass is your best quality.”
“i’d tap that.”
“i love you, bitch.”
“do you ever feel… like… you know… things? like… those warm… feelings?”
“oh my god, stop looking at me like that! i’m gonna end up kissing you.”
“sometimes you’re not annoying.”
“you don’t, like… make me wanna tear my eyes out… or whatever.”
“you love me? are you sure?”
“i don’t hate you.”
“shut up and stay. please.”
“i hate when people say shit like ‘you’re my best friend, i love you, i can’t imagine my life without you. i wake up and you’re the first thing on my mind, and the last thing before i go to sleep. suddenly all the love songs make sense.’ you know? i prefer starting it by saying how much i hate when other people say it, then say what i mean anyway. it’s way less embarrassing like that.”
“we aren’t friends. friends don’t do this kinda thing.”
“maybe i don’t wanna be just friends with you.”
“who the fuck said you aren’t funny?”
“who the fuck called you boring?”
“who the fuck said that? you’re great.”
“i don’t think you’re weird. i think you’re cute.”
“i don’t think you’re weird. you’re a dumbass, maybe, but i like that about you.”
“obviously i like you! i’ve been trying to tell you for ages now!”
“i’ve been flirting with you for the last six months, thanks for noticing.”
“some parts of you don’t make a lot of sense to me, but i don’t know why the sky turns pink at sunset and i still think it’s beautiful.”
“i want you. i don’t know why, i can’t explain it, but i just wanna be around you all the time.”
“i woke up one morning and realised i loved you.”
“you’re the worst. i love it.”
“you’re stupid, that’s what you are, buddy.”
“i wouldn’t die for you, but i think i’d kill for you. maybe. but then, that would mean going to jail… nah. i take it back. no offence.”
“did you know when i call you dude i mean it romantically?”
“what are you gonna do? kiss me?”
“you don’t look totally ugly today.”
“you look… never mind. i didn’t say shit!”
“they’re just flowers, don’t read into it.”
“can you please stop moving your mouth so i can kiss you?”
“you wanna kiss me so bad it makes you look stupid.”
“i trust you, stupid.”
“i love you, dumbass.”
“you’re a pain in the ass but i’m glad we met.”
“of course i care about what you think of me!”
“you’re looking at me funny.”
“i’m not looking at you funny! this is just how i look at someone i hate.”
“being with you makes me feel like a better person.”
“being with you makes me feel like a better person. i look like an angel compared to you.”
“huh? what was that? are you being nice to me?”
“sorry i made things weird the other day. we can still hang out, right?”
“sorry i kissed you, that was stupid. let’s just forget about it.”
“maybe kissing you was stupid but i don’t regret it.”
“are we hugging right now, bro? is that what we’re doing? do we… keep going? do we stop?”
“i’m not going anywhere.”
“i’m here, aren’t i?”
“this is all your fault!” *it is not*
“you drive me crazy in a way that makes everyone else look boring.”
“i can tell when you’re lying, you know. you ain’t slick.”
thinking about the walk away ending and how sam absolutely holds herself together just long enough to open the passenger door and let herself just. fall out. like she is tossing herself out of that moving vehicle to protect her people no matter what. and she likely sustains a gnarly concussion and a lot of rough scrapes and bruises. the question is, though, would the others turn back for her? because that drastically changes sam’s fate
&& i can go anywhere i want anywhere I want ——— just not home …
sorry i’ve been really in and out lately friends. i’ve been hit hard with the depression lately and have had a lot on my mind. i’m trying to get back into the swing of things, though.
in the meantime, i hope y’all have a happy new year’s and 2022 holds great things for all of you🥺
❥ 𝐁𝐎𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒 [ 𝚆𝙾𝚁𝙳 𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙼𝙿𝚃𝚂 ] .
headcanon prompts with questions based on plants & what they represent in flower language . happy roleplaying !! ♡
abatina : is there anything in life your muse has changed their mind about over time ( due to becoming more educated on the topic , certain experiences , etc . ) , or that they would change their mind about under certain circumstances ?
acanthus : is your muse deceptive , or willing to lie or deceive to achieve certain means ? why or why not ?
aloe : how does your muse handle grief ?
amaryllis : what is something or someone that your muse takes pride in ? how do they express that pride ?
anemone : how does your muse view the world ; as a cruel & unforgiving place , a land full of wonders , or something in - between ? where does that world view come from ( what experiences , life lessons , etc . ) ?
angelica : where does your muse draw inspiration in life ? what motivates them ?
apple blossom : how does your muse go about expressing or not expressing their sexuality ?
bachelor’s button : does your muse actively seek romantic companionship , or cherish the liberties of being single ?
basil : does your muse have a love - hate relationship with anyone or anything ?
bay tree : does your muse seek glory & accolades , or do they favour a simpler , more personal life ?
begonia : how cautious is your muse ? are they prone to noticing red flags , or paranoid to the point of untrusting most everyone ? why or why not ?
belladonna : how does your muse respond to silence ? do they take comfort in soundlessness , or seek to fill the void with noise ?
bluebell : does your muse learn from their past , or are they prone to repeating the same mistakes ?
carnation : what is your muse’s relationship with their gender ? how do they express or not express this relationship ?
chamomile : what is your muse likely to take away from a painful experience ? are they one to be haunted by adversity , or to use what they’ve gone through to become stronger ?
chrysanthemum : how does your muse express romantic love ? how do they feel about love as a concept ?
daffodil : is your muse one to be loyal in relationships , or are they likely to quickly move from one bond to another ?
daisy : did your muse ever feel as though their innocence had been lost ? what moment in their life could be described as the end of their innocence ?
edelweiss : what was the bravest moment in your muse’s life ? are they known to be courageous from then on ?
fern : does your muse believe in magic or cosmic forces , or are they more likely to think their life is ultimately a matter of their own control ?
forget - me - not : has your muse ever forgotten something that is or was important to them ? are they afraid of forgetting things like that ?
gardenia : is your muse one to confess romantic feelings early on , or to conceal them for long periods of time ?
gladiolus : describe a moment from your muse’s life that they will never forget .
goldenrod : does your muse believe in luck or fortune ? why or why not ? where do they believe these things come from ?
heliotrope : does your muse believe in soulmates ?
hibiscus : how does your muse view the gentler , daintier things in life ? as things worth preserving & caring for , or things only bound to wither & disappear ?
holly : how strong is your muse’s sense of intuition ? are they aware of it ? do they ever fear that it is only paranoia ?
hollyhock : how strong is your muse’s sense of ambition ? what’s something they strive for in life ?
hyacinth : is your muse athletic ? does it come naturally to them , or have they had to work for their physique and/or skill ?
hydrangea : how much does your muse value communication in their relationships with others ? are they prone to being misunderstood ?
iris : if your muse could convey one last message to someone they have lost or left behind , what would it be ?
ivy : what are your muse’s views on marriage ? do they believe it is something strictly for love , or an institution rooted in business & social benefits ? do they desire or have they desired to be married ?
lavender : how easy is it to gain your muse’s trust ? once their trust is broken , how might one go about mending it ?
lilac : what was your muse’s childhood like ? how has their upbringing affected them as they’ve aged ?
lily : how does your muse view their mother ?
lotus : has your muse ever felt as though they’ve been reborn ? have they ever desired the feeling of a fresh start , or a better understanding of themself and/or the world around them ?
magnolia : describe your muse’s relationship with nature & the natural world .
marigold : is your muse prone to jealousy ? how might they handle envious feelings ?
mint : does your muse view themself as virtuous & moral ? what do these words mean to them ?
nasturtium : describe your muse’s relationship with their birthplace , or homeland .
oak : who would your muse consider the strongest person they know ?
pansy : does your muse often reflect on their own actions ? do they ever think a lot about the past , and what they could have done differently ?
parsley : describe a holiday your muse enjoys , and why they enjoy it .
peony : what would a ‘ happy life ’ look like in your muse’s eyes ?
poppy : what comforts your muse ?
rhododendron : is your muse receptive to warnings & advice given by others ?
rose : how much does your muse value other people ? do they wish to have many friends , lovers , and/or associates ? are they an easy person to love ?
sage : what is your muse’s legacy ? what do they want to be remembered for & what might they actually be remembered for ?
salvia : is your muse possessive over people or things that matter a lot to them ? how do they express that possessiveness , or lack thereof ?
snapdragon : is your muse merciful ? why or why not ?
southernwood : how seriously does your muse take themself ? do they prefer a solemn & intellectual atmosphere or do they delight in jokes & banter ?
sunflower : what brings your muse the most joy in life ?
tulip : how does your muse view people in general ?
violet : how does your muse respond to betrayal ?
willow : how does your muse handle sadness & depression ?
zinnia : how has the loss of fallen comrades and/or loved ones affected your muse ? has it taught them anything or given them any new perspectives ?
Louise Glück, Averno
“I don’t deserve you but god, I want to. I want to spend the rest of my life trying to deserve you.”
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