peletier.

[peletier]

>>and i'm damned if i do. and i'm damned if i don't.<< you pull yourself through the dark. you keep going. you fight and you fight. because that's all you've ever let yourself know. until. there's more. >>so here's to drinks in the dark at the end of my road.<< oh but you wanna keep your heart under lock and key. so easily broken. so easy to bleed. >>and i'm ready to suffer. and i'm ready to hope.<< walls upon walls and you'll do whatever it takes for you and them to survive. because that's what you've always been. a survivor. >>it's a shot in the dark and right at my throat.<< private & selective. carol peletier! from the walking dead. horror based. heavily headcanoned. adored by dixon. >>it's hard to dance with the devil on your back. so shake him out.<<

important links: rules. memes. verses. off-dash. carrd coming soon!

heavily affiliated with: @shieldsurvive , @lastvessel , @hostiae , @wexarethewalkingxdead , @xxgotthedevilinsidexx

where else can you find me? @bloodsalted - dean winchester. horror based. main blog. @lasthymn - jack kline. horror based. low activity. also: two oc's that i will gladly provide links to if you like!

[mcbride]

MAGGIE RHEE and CAROL PELETIER THE WALKING DEAD 11.21 ▶ Outpost 22 [request by anons & @jenpero]

[aryasstark]

Why would the stars want to look down on such as me?

[wicked-chocolatine]

(insp.)

[sinnersandsapphics-edits]

I won’t stop you this time.

[mcbride]

MELISSA MCBRIDE as CAROL PELETIER THE WALKING DEAD 11.20 ▶ What’s Been Lost [request by @onedayyoujustchange]

[lastvessel]

@peletier said, " not now. i'm contemplating shit. "

" oh, well, in that case, " john closes his eyes to prevent himself from rolling them. carol was lovely, powerful, determined, and compassionate. but, sometimes....sometimes he felt like they clashed like two bulls in a china shop. well, when china shops were a thing, he supposed.

since she was contemplating shit, john started methodically setting his weapons down on the table so nothing jabbed into him when he sat down. a machete in it's sheath was the first thing. next was the ak he'd found in an armory some months back. the pistols in his shoulder holsters stay firmly in place but the one tucked against his hip does not. his backpack with the rest of his supplies, however, gently rest on top of the other two weapons.

" ahh. " his back hits the chair and his entire body slouches a fraction. keeping all those weapons on his person had been a fight several times over. instead of seeking the protection they could provide, some idiots tried to take them. and, they could, just over john's dead body. once he found his sons, the weapons wouldn't matter quite as much. until then, they were the crutch he held on to in order to stay alive long enough to make sure they were still okay.

leaning forward, john unzips his backpack and pulls out two freshly picked apples. one is placed in carol's line of vision. the other one stays in his own hands so he can bite into it with a crunch. his hands are more calm than he feels. weeks without a word from his kids has him on edge. no need for everyone to feel that way, though.

" before you get too deep into contemplation, i just wanted to know if you'd heard anything? about my sons? "

[peletier]

she was contemplating shit. now? she's watching as john unloads the entire armory on the table. can't help it when the elbow she has propped on the edge of the tabletop ends up turning so she can prop her chin up with her palm and stare. there's a look of admiration in those eyes. she's impressed. he went hunting. and he went hunting hard. "who the hell's army were you plannin' on taking on with all that?" her voice is lighter than it was a second ago.

then her features drop a little. more serious than jest. she shakes her head. "no, not yet. daryl went out looking. couldn't find you. guess i know why now. y'all should communicate more. might do better together than apart. i get why you didn't wait, though. everyone does." cause if it were her sons? she'd be out there tooth and nail and never seen from again til she found 'em. someone would have to drag her back. that same someone who forced her to stay put. wait for john.

"i was told to stick around here. wait for you. did my job," she smirks and settles back in her chair--blue eyes survey his pile of weapons again. arms cross lightly over her chest. "he's a good tracker. the best. he can help you more than you think. promised he'd be back by dawn. went out a little further this time."

a sigh parts her lips and she plucks up the apple, holding it in her palm and staring closely at the light playing off the side. "your boys? are damn good at what they do, john winchester. if anyone can survive out there? it's them. i got no doubt they're gonna come back. what we need to make sure of is them coming back to you." her shoulders hitch, she peeks over at him through a strand of gray white that curls against the side of her temple.

"but i'm not gonna tell you to stop what you're doing. i know it's impossible. just... use the help you got available to you."

[peletier]

@shieldsurvive || action prompts for leaning || accepting!

[ tuck ] sender leans in to tuck their face in receiver's neck

carol feels the warmth of steve's breath first. then the weight of his head on her shoulder. his body close to hers. there's no resistance when she wraps her arm around broad shoulders and holds him tight. or how she indulges herself in turning her head so she can nuzzle the bridge of her nose against a defined jawline. quiet moments like this? they're something you have to cherish every second of in this world. she's not lose that lesson. not for a long time. not since she's allowed herself to have them.

blue eyes drift shut and her fingers reach up. blunt nails trace along steve's scalp as she moves their tips over thick strands of straw-hued blonde/brown. takes her a minute to get there. but when she does? the tension that always seems to be laced in her muscles starts to melt. as they breathe the same air, she drifts off on every exhale. til she's melted against him. the tip of her nose drags over the patch of skin nearest. somewhere along the curve of his jawline and the start of his throat.

she wishes her heart didn't leap so quickly into action like it does when he's so close. there's such a dangerous line there for her and she knows she's gone past it. let him so far in there's no hope of cutting him off now. for both their sakes. because this world can be so cruel and unforgiving. oh, she's set herself up for failure if she loses him. ran right into the awaiting arms of potential pain. all for moments like this. does she regret it? NO. no she doesn't.

"steve.." her fingers cup the back of his head. the arm around his shoulders? tightens its grip. lips pepper a kiss. then another. one more for good measure. against his throat. for all her capabilities of being the most deadly version of herself she never dreamed of being? he makes her so damn soft. why fight it? she doesn't have a desire to. he nudged that away too.

[peletier]

your carol is fantastic! <3

@cryptomnesis || you sent this a long time ago!! || sweet things!

// listen! i know you sent this forever ago. but i found it while i was cleaning out everything and decided i had to answer it anyway. thank you so so much for taking the time to come here and leave this for a stranger. carol means the absolute world to me. she comes and goes but my love for her never wanes. and this is such a great freaking compliment. it warms my heart and makes me all kinda giddy! i hope you're having a fantastic day/night/both! and that you have an amazing amazing weekend ahead! xoxo

[peletier]

@wexarethewalkingxdead || switching over to beta editor! || continued from.

carol fiddled with the next corner of the bar. her lips twist into a defeated smirk. head bobbing in a nod, a sigh rights her expression again. even though blue eyes roll towards the ceiling. reading across the cracked plaster as if there's answers written in the peels somewhere--carol comes up empty-handed with any excuses for rick. for what happened. or for herself. she did what she did.

she'd do it again. without hesitation.

"they were already dead. close to it anyway. there wasn't a miracle cure waiting to bring them back. a few more hours? maybe overnight? when no one was lookin' and then who knows what could happen? well. we do. we know what can happen. those kids we have? everyone else? we had a whole lot more to lose than two people who we were gonna lose after they laid there suffering. i did what i needed to do. ...yeah. me."

shane swings back into view. "i'm not how i was when you last saw me. not anymore. haven't been for a long time. i just don't..." her shrug says what words start to fail her for. it hurt. still does. that he'd decide she wasn't trustworthy. that she couldn't be alone with the people she loved. that what she did was wrong and now she was more dangerous than a man that'd tried to kill more than one of them. it's insane to her. the rationale behind it. she knows he feels like he did what he had to do. exactly the way she did.

carol just wishes he wouldn't have ever felt that he had to do it.

their years together? what they've been through together? should be enough.. enough to what? who knows? maybe she is how he sees her now. dangerous. not to be trusted. did she lose herself that deep? fuck. her eyes sting and she finishes up her bar in silence. a few quick bites that give her a break.

after brushing her hands together, she rubs her palms on her thighs and settles back into the sofa. "now your story... how? how are you here?"

[peletier]

alrighty! the work is done!

// carrd will be in the works once i finish dean's! but i'll get a verses page up here shortly. i'll adapt carol to any setting, really. tlou, spn, tvc, pretty much whatever can go depending on what we come up with. or we can wing it. either way! i'll toss some stuff up here later on today. but yay! here we go. again. :P

[mcbride]

MELISSA MCBRIDE as CAROL PELETIER THE WALKING DEAD 11.24 ▶ Rest in Peace [request by @queen-carol]

[mcflymemes]

PRE ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIP PROMPTS *  assorted dialogue to help set up already existing relationships between your muses and give them past scenarios to reference, adjust as necessary

CHILDHOOD BEST FRIENDS

we were only kids back then. we didn't know any better.

you promised me we'd be friends forever.

you've changed quite a bit since i saw you last.

how are your parents doing? will you tell them i said hi?

i've known you for years, and you haven't changed a bit.

you've always been like this.

remember the last time this happened?

sure, i made a lot of mistakes, but so did you.

do you remember how we met?

you always stood up for me, no matter what.

i've always had a lot of love in my heart for you.

when i was struggling, you were always there for me.

I TOLD YOU TO STAY AWAY

i thought i told you to stay away.

you've got a lot of nerve, showing your face around here again.

i really don't want to see you again.

you're supposed to call and warn me before you show up here.

there's never going to be a "next time."

this is the last time you show up like this.

last time i said i never wanted to see you again, and yet here you are.

you can't just show up here unannounced.

you remember what happened the last time you showed up.

every time you show up here, shit hits the fan.

you're putting us all in danger by showing up here.

don't you have somewhere else to be?

ROMANTIC FEELINGS

i'm sorry, but i can't stop thinking about you.

after the time we spent together, you've been on my mind.

can we discuss what happened between us?

the last time i saw you, you were going to say something... and then you stopped.

did you mean it? any of it?

i wish we were still together.

would you go on another date with me?

it's hard to deny how you make me feel.

you've always had an effect on me.

i can't stop thinking about the way you look at me.

GENERIC "I'VE KNOWN YOU FOR A WHILE"

do you remember what you told me?

i can't believe this is happening to us again.

the last time this happened, we were better prepared.

i tried calling you a hundred times, but you never answered.

this was never supposed to end like this.

didn't you see my text?

i know you better than anyone else.

you can't lie to me. i can tell when you're lying.

you're making "the face" again.

you promised me you'd stop doing that.

[mcflymemes]

ACTION PROMPTS FOR LEANING *  adjust as necessary, send 'reverse' for the reversal of the prompt

[ kiss ] sender leans in to steal a kiss from receiver

[ tuck ] sender leans in to tuck their face in receiver's neck

[ secret ] sender leans in to whisper a secret in receiver's ear

[ hide ] sender leans in to receiver's body, hoping to hide against them in a moment of fear

[ nose ] sender leans in to kiss receiver's nose

[ hair ] sender leans in to fix receiver's hair

[ crowd ] in a busy, noisy crowd, sender leans in to receiver to speak to them

[ mess ] sender leans in to clean something off of receiver's face

[ paint ] sender leans in as they're painting (or applying makeup to) receiver's face

[ comfort ] seeking comfort, sender leans into receiver

[ establish ] sender leans into receiver in front of other people, hoping to establish that they're in a relationship

[ question ] sender leans in and asks receiver a question

[ intimate ] sender leans in to say/ask something intimate to receiver

[ head ] sender rests their head on receiver's shoulder

[ freeze ] sender leans in to receiver's body, shivering cold and seeking warmth

[ scar ] sender leans in to see a scar on receiver's body

[ peer ] sender leans in to get a better look of receiver's face

[ squint ] sender leans in and squints at receiver

[ hug ] sender leans in and initiates a hug with receiver

[ rest ] sender unintentionally falls asleep leaning against receiver

[ speak ] sender leans in to hear receiver better as they're talking

[ touch ] sender leans into one of receiver's hands, eager to be touched by them

[ news ] sender leans away from receiver after hearing bad news

[ disgust ] sender makes a face and leans away from receiver quickly, disgusted by something they said or did

[ hurry ] sender leans away from receiver to try and pretend they're not together or not in a relationship

[ disbelief ] sender abruptly leans away from receiver, shocked by something they just said or did

[ away ] sender leans out of a hug between them and receiver, ending the embrace

[ distance ] sender backs away from receiver, desperate to establish distance between them

[mcflymemes]

PROMPTS FOR ORDINARY THINGS THAT FEEL INTIMATE *  inspired by this post. these don't have to be romantic - you can specify romantic or not when you send them. in essence, these are simply intimate, affectionate moments to share with someone you love and care about. adjust as necessary, send 'reverse' for the reversal of the prompt

[ lean ] sender rests their head on receiver's shoulder

[ shop ] sender and receiver go to the grocery store together

[ brush ] sender brushes receiver's hair

[ tie ] sender helps receiver with their tie, either by putting it on or adjusting it

[ necklace ] sender helps receiver with the clasp of their necklace from behind

[ zip up ] sender assists receiver with zipping up a piece of clothing

[ unzip ] sender assists receiver with unzipping a piece of clothing

[ shoelaces ] sender bends down to tie receiver's shoelaces

[ swipe ] sender notices a smudge of something on receiver's face and gently wipes it off

[ braid ] sender braids receiver's hair

[ jacket ] sender takes their jacket off and hangs it on receiver's shoulders

[ puddle ] sender hurries to stop receiver from stepping into a puddle

[ drinks ] sender brings receiver a drink from a bar/their kitchen

[ feed ] sender feeds receiver's pet/s for them

[ cook ] sender and receiver cook a meal together

[ feed ] sender allows receiver to try a bite of their dish, holding their fork out for receiver to taste

[ teach ] sender, an expert at something, takes time to teach receiver how it works and how they can get better at it, too

[ readjust ] sender comes up behind receiver and readjusts their stance (maybe holding a gun, holding a golf club, aiming for something, etc.) to help them

[ makeup ] sender fixes receiver's makeup for them

[ bathroom ] sender and receiver go to a public restroom together and have a normal conversation in between the stalls

[ aloud ] sender reads aloud to receiver

[ refill ] sender refills receiver's glass without asking

[ massage ] sender notices receiver looks tense, steps up behind them, and massages their shoulders

[ listen ] sender listens to receiver explain something they're passionate about

[ silence ] sender and receiver comfortably exist in silence together, both of them working or reading or focusing on something different

[ food ] sender brings food over to receiver's house

[ hum ] sender hums along to a song receiver is singing

[ see ] sender sees something that reminds them of receiver and texts them a picture of it

[ admire ] sender stares at receiver across a room, silently admiring and appreciating them from afar

[ win ] sender lets receiver beat them in a game

[ puzzle ] sender helps receiver solve/put together a puzzle

[ carry ] after receiver falls asleep in an inconvenient place, sender carries them to a bed and tucks them in

[ kneel ] sender finds receiver sick in the bathroom ("tossing their cookies"), and kneels beside them, holding their hair back and cleaning their face

[ clean ] sender helps bathe receiver

[ wash ] sender helps receiver wash their hair

[ patch ] sender carefully patches one of receiver's wounds

[mcflymemes]

PROMPTS FOR DARK TUNNELS, NARROW PASSAGEWAYS, HIDDEN DOORS, THICK JUNGLES, AND LOCKED TOMBS *  assorted dialogue for all your cliché adventuring needs, adjust as necessary, send "reverse" for the reversal of the prompt

DIALOGUE PROMPTS

look there! i think i see daylight!

we're not getting out of here alive.

help me get this door open!

we don't have time to argue! we have to move!

can you see anything on the wall?

i can't read that, but i know someone who can.

hold the light steady.

i think we made a wrong turn back there.

where do we go from here?

oh no. i'm not going first.

what if we can't find a way out in time?

the room's filling up with water!

have you ever seen anything more beautiful in your entire life?

according to the map, we should be headed in the right direction.

we should set up camp here.

is that a waterfall i hear?

let's take turns keeping watch.

do you know what we'll find in there?

i recognize this symbol!

you'll have to go ahead without me.

move! it's a trap!

the floor is moving!

there has to be another way out.

did that wall just move?

snakes. why'd it have to be snakes?

whatever you do, don't touch it.

this treasure has been lost for centuries.

maybe there's a reason nobody ever found this place.

i think we should turn back.

ACTION PROMPTS

[ jungle ] sender and receiver navigate through a lush jungle

[ elbow ] sender accidentally elbows or leans on a button or ancient mechanism in the wall, which opens a secret door nearby

[ steal ] sender and receiver steal an ancient artifact from a museum in order to return it to where it came from

[ map ] sender and receiver locate a map that points them in the direction of lost treasure

[ return ] sender and receiver return a stolen artifact to the spot where it was taken from

[ bridge ] sender and receiver carefully cross a rickety bridge over a huge canyon and/or a huge waterfall, take your pick

[ pressure ] sender accidentally steps on a pressure pad on the ground and sets off a deadly trap

[ decipher ] sender and receiver decipher mysterious, ancient writing on the wall

[ treasure room ] sender and receiver step into a massive treasure room filled with gold, gems, and ancient artifacts

[ awake ] thanks to sender and receiver poking around where they're not supposed to, an ancient evil is awoken

[ crypt ] sender and receiver navigate a dusty, cobweb-covered crypt

[ squeeze ] sender and receiver ease their way through a very narrow passageway

[ trapped ] sender and receiver watch as the door they just came through suddenly closes, leaving them trapped and alone

[ patch ] after receiving a nasty wound durng their adventure, sender carefully patches up receiver's injury

[ swim ] in order to reach the next room, sender and receiver have to swim their way through an ancient passageway beneath the water

[ stranded ] sender and receiver's plane crashes in the jungle, leaving them stranded and alone

[ stuck ] sender and receiver are stuck on different sides of a locked door

[ rescue ] sender fights off an evil creature to save receiver's life

[peletier]

RULES.

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