ｈｕｒｒｉｃａｎｅ .

❝ -- but i don't look for trouble; yeah, trouble looks for me. ❞ [ indie oc. selective. mutiverse. nsfw. ]

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                                               ◤                                                             ◥                             ι мαү нαvε тнε ғαcε σғ αη αηgεℓ,                           вυт ι sυяε αs нεℓℓ ∂ση’т αcт ℓιкε σηε                           ¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯                        ◣                                                             ◢

[phasered]

we always take the sun for granted until the day it never rises again

[wizzard890]

It is impossible to tell a wolf from a man if he keeps his chin up and his teeth clean.

Toby Barlow, Sharp Teeth (via wizzard890)

[oddfilmstills]

how i live now (2013)

[convulsus-deactivated20150906]

                                     There is a m o n s t e r inside of me.                                                          i . ii . iii . iv

[caedxs-deactivated20201227]

— i don’t know i jUST RLY WANNA INTERACT W/ U BBY ;;3333;; ]]

[hoodedvengeance]

[ ggGHHKKK YES SAME i've just been a shy lil shitbird. but hhRRM well... idk how well lucian would fit into an apocalyptic verse, but red's pretty flexible. i could shove her p much anywhere. ]

[hoodedvengeance]

caedxs  [ yaaas. watchu wanna do? ]

[hoodedvengeance]

 [ yoooo who wants to do a thing ]

[keenincisions-archive]

i don’t look for ᴛʀᴏᴜʙʟᴇ, but ᴛʀᴏᴜʙʟᴇ looks for me  and it’s been waitin’ around corners since i was seventeen. they say, “here comes a hurricane! ᴛʀᴏᴜʙʟᴇ is her middle name!”  but i don’t look for ᴛʀᴏᴜʙʟᴇ; yeah, ᴛʀᴏᴜʙʟᴇ looks for me. 

[hoodedvengeance]

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I don't look for trouble, but trouble looks for me  And it's been waitin' around corners since I was seventeen. They say, "Here comes a hurricane! Trouble is her middle name!"  But I don't look for trouble -- yeah, trouble looks for me.

[drowniism]

; open.

[drowniism]

      ❝ this was my f a u l t… ❞

[hoodedvengeance]

"What are you talking about? You just saved both our asses, and you don't even know me."

[shepherd-of-a-flock-blog-blog]

Bill tapped the rim of the can against the table almost playfully — Tak tak tak — mulling over her answer. His eyes were two chips of flint, dark and implacable set against hers, so blue and alive. 

Tak tak tak.

He found it very hard to believe her. No matter how well armed, this child wouldn’t have been able to make it on her own out there; it was almost impossible for an adult to do it. She would have needed a group to survive, some friends to arm her and feed her at the very least.

But he couldn’t push too hard. He could still get use out of this girl, and if she had made it on her own, he definitely wanted her in his camp.

“Alright, I’ll buy it.” Tak tak tak..  ”Let’s say you are alone. How have you been able to stay alive for so long? Where have you been getting your food and ammo?”

[hoodedvengeance]

"Scavenging."  Her answer was simple, but honest. The man she'd been traveling with for so long had taught her how to survive, how to fend for herself... and sadly, she'd needed those skills much sooner than she'd hoped. His departure was sudden, and left her feeling more hollow inside than she'd been in a long time.  "It's not that hard. Find a place, look around. If someone was there before you and you know they're not there anymore... you take what you can find."  Red couldn't count the times that she'd stumbled across ammo stashes, surrounded by the corpses of their former owners. She only ever took the pistol ammo, though -- she hadn't quite learned how to properly use a shotgun yet, and her pistol had served her well thus far. 

"Can I eat now?"

[shepherd-of-a-flock-blog-blog]

“Potatoes and meat! Simple food, tough food. Good answer.”

He led the younger girl through the double-door entrance of the store, and with a nod to the sentry, they closed behind them for the night. It took a moment for his eyes to adjust to the strong lights inside. They had several generators catering specifically to the flood lights keeping the place alive and warm. The air was stifling and heavy with the smells of plywood and smoke, but it certainly beat the creeping cold outside. 

All attention was focused on the camp leader and his new companion walking down the main aisle. Their stares burrowed into the blonde girl from all directions yet none dared to approach them or even speak too loudly about her. They knew better. When Bill brought a new face in, first impressions were everything. He had taught them that much at least.

The food pantry (what may have once been some sort of customer service office) was full of canned goods, bottled water and other preservatives on either wall with a small plastic table in the corner accompanied by two matching chairs. Grabbing the first can he could reach, he sat across from Red and gestured for her to join him. 

“A man of my word, here’s your food, soldier girl,” he said in his deep, rusting tone. He held the can in front of her — only to pull it back from her reach.

"— However, Mister C's gonna need some nice 'dinner-time conversation' in return for this grub. 'm afraid this is where I put my foot down, Little Red. No more games. Tell me where you’re from. Who sent you?”

[hoodedvengeance]

Once the can came into her line of sight, she seemed to light up, an almost ravenous look on her face. When was the last time she'd eaten? By this point, she couldn't remember. The hollow feeling in her stomach, accompanied by a loud, resounding growl, only served to remind her how long she'd gone without a single scrap of food.  Hungrily, she grabbed for the can, only to have it snatched away from her, held just outside her reach. Was he trying to be funny? She was practically starving, and he wanted a conversation?

 "What are you talking about?" she asked incredulously, a blazing fire alight behind her blue eyes. "I've been on my own since the start." 

It was a lie, but she didn't need him knowing her story. She was alone now, and that was all that mattered. 

[shepherd-of-a-flock-blog-blog]

Carver’s only response came in the form of a thin smile while staring her down. 

The kid was rough around the edges and he would certainly need to fix that disrespectful little gutter mouth of hers, but there was some hope there still. He almost liked the way she talked back to him; it showed backbone. The future of this world needed more kids like her. This one’s got some big brass balls in the making, he mused to himself. 

"I leave the funny shit to funny people. You see.. I’m not a very funny man."

He turned to his store and waved at a person on its roof, who in turn waved back, then disappeared. Everything looked clear out in the parking lot and they had the green light to go in. Bill motioned for her to walk.

"We can eat somethin’ when we’re inside and not in danger of bein’ eaten ourselves." He tried to think of anything that would lighten the mood or maybe get her to open up more. "Anythin’ in particular you like eating, Red?”

He didn’t quite know what would happen next.. but even now, he very much doubted he’d ever let this girl walk out again.

[hoodedvengeance]

Piercing blue eyes scanned the rooftop, studying the lanky man in the camo jacket's suddenly quickened movements. Either he (and by assumption, the rest of the people inside) had his head lodged up this 'Mister C' guy's ass, or he was terrified of him. Neither posed a good scenario endgame in her head.  The way her stomach rumbled loudly at the mention of food, however, made her recall that there were more important things at stake than the company she kept. Deciding to bite her tongue, she followed him into the store, casting dagger-like glares at anyone that chose to give her even a passing glance. "... Potatoes," she finally replied, now staring ahead as they walked. "And meat."

[hoodedvengeance]

+ amidtheseruins has wandered into your flashlight's beam. 

"---- The hell?" 

"What're you doing out here by yourself?" 

[shepherd-of-a-flock-blog-blog]

"You look tired and hungry. Soon it’ll get cold — real cold. And come mornin’ they’ll have to start callin’ ya Blue. Well, it just so happens that my place has plenty of food and blankets. Why don’t ya step inside? Just for the night; don’t have to stay forever.”

He leaned closer, hoping to appeal to this kid’s bloated ‘badass’ personality. Nobody was tough enough to prance out here when the temperatures dropped at night and he still couldn’t rule out that she was a trap.

"Besides.. I bet yer a real Annie Oakley with that gun. I wouldn’t mind having you teach my idiot friends a thing or two."

[hoodedvengeance]

            "For all I know, your 'idiot friends' are looking to get me killed,"              she scoffed, bright blue eyes narrowing. She'd been led straight to an ambush once or twice before, and each time, she'd had to fight her way out, tooth and nail. Red might've been young, but she certainly didn't suffer from a lack of creativity. It was funny, really, how fear and a threat towards your own survival gave you such clarity in your time of need. Still, the prospect of food and shelter sounded more appealing than she'd ever care to admit. The blonde took another moment to compose herself, attempting to keep an almost fearful waver out of her voice, before speaking again. 

            "You pull any funny shit, you're dead. You got that?"

[kissthegirlsmakethemcry]

In daylight hours, the club’s decor and lighting take on a more average appearance. Stage lights down, the plain yellow incandescent bulbs make it seem almost harmless — a simple nightclub doing an honest business.

"Oh, it’s you."

Georgie smiles, looking up from behind the bar at the return of the surprise guest from the night before.

"Not at all, not at all. Good night’s sleep, was it? Nothin’ goin’ bump in the night to keep you up?”

[hoodedvengeance]

                          "Yeah, no, it-- it was great, actually. Can't                            remember the last time I slept in an actual bed."  Probably not the best thing to admit, but she was rarely one to think before she spoke. Mincing words was a colossal waste of time.                            "Anyway, uh... figured you'd want this back."  With that, she held out her hand, the key resting atop her palm.