#c;shiloh

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@narcotlcs​

Unlike the night before, when Shiloh had left the campsite to wash up in the dark and she'd been walked-in on accidentally by Bellamy, there was nothing accidental about seeing Felix come bounding over to her in broad daylight. She'd been very clear about telling everyone that she was going to take a bath so that she could have some privacy. In particular, Bellamy, because of their interaction in the pond the night prior, but apparently, stating that she would be washing up didn't mean the same thing as 'stay away.' Not to Felix, anyways. The blond was stripping on the way over to her, removing his garments as he approached the edge of the pond. Shiloh's dark brown eyes continued to widen with each stride of his long legs as he closed the distance between them, her body sinking deeper into the water and her hand grabbing for a lily pad to pull it in front of her chest. "Felix! Felix, no! Don't you fucking dare!" She yelled at him, the frown on her face deepening. She'd already seen more of his body than she'd ever seen up until now, with the tattoo-covered male now in nothing but his underwear, but it was the speed that he was moving at that really terrified her. He wasn't stopping. With his underwear shed, Shiloh got a very brief eyeful of what he was packing, although she'd done her best to avert her gaze. "Felix! Fucking go awa-" The words had barely left her lips when he'd suddenly entered the water with a loud crash, a wave washing over her. She'd managed to keep hold of her lily pad, at least, but she'd come out of the water sputtering. As soon as she caught her breath, her gaze was on the blond with a stunned expression on her face, lily pad in place on the surface of the water. A frown began to form on her features but it was mixed with the faintest of smiles, as she couldn’t help but to find this whole situation a little comical. Perhaps it was just how unpredictable it all was. The fuck was wrong with this dude? In the water that came up to her shoulders though, more than half of the lanky male's torso was still above it. Not the best situation for her to appear intimidating in.

"You’re kidding me, right? You couldn't have waited until I was done?" Her cheeks were red as she spoke, tinted with the blush of having seen such a full-frontal view of him. He was even bolder than she'd initially given him credit for. “Seriously, Felix. Get the fuck out.” She pointed towards the camp. She meant what she said, but there was laughter in her tone. He was a funny guy, albeit kind of an idiot.

[felix--wilder]

Donny let the cold, crisp air hit is skin as he walked down the sidewalk, a familiar path to Shiloh’s bakery. He’s been coming to her place since he first moved to the city. Usually he had Misty with him, but not today. He didn’t want his kid to see the black eye and cut he had acquired the night before hand. Donny tossed his cigarette to the ground and stepped on it before he entered the building. “Excuse me, what a lad gotta do around here to get some service?” He called through the lobby and chuckled as he saw his friend peak around the corner.  

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@narcotlcs​

Although she was still getting to know everyone and she had yet to really figure out who she could trust, Shiloh had at least been able to get enough of a reading on Felix to decide that he was a relatively harmless guy. Accident-prone and a little rash sometimes, yes, but not out to do her any harm. It was because of that assumption that she'd decided to follow him out to some caves that they'd recently started exploring as a group, promising the other two men that remained back at the camp that they’d only descend down to the first level to collect a few supplies and then return. As to be expected with their sort of luck, things didn't go as planned, and before they knew it they were four levels deeper than they'd initially intended on diving, and many winding, confusing corridors inward. The unravelling had all started when a female cannibal had come crawling out of the shadows unexpectedly, catching Shiloh off-guard in a violent attempt to drag her away. Felix had noticed just in time and had managed to fend her off, but it wasn't without consequence, for it had pulled him off the side of the rocky ledge along with it in a struggle for survival. When Shiloh had met up with him at the bottom of the long drop after hurriedly scrambling down the lengthy rope, the tattooed blond appeared to be in bad shape. His bone was jutting out of the flesh of his shin, the tip of which could be seen poking through the fabric of his jeans. Her heart sunk and her stomach flipped, her breathe hitching as it tried to escape her lungs in a gasp. "Felix!" Frantic footsteps carried her to his side, her hands immediately reaching for his throat to find a pulse. She halted when she heard him groan though. "Oh, thank fuck. You're alive.” She tried to calm herself and keep control of her facial expression, but her gaze kept flickering away from his eyes and down to the bloody wound on his leg.

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@unfortunatesculs​

It was the first day of survival in the cannibal-infested forest, and so far Shiloh hadn't been able to find her place in the group in terms of usefulness. She wasn’t the strongest, nor the fastest, nor the smartest, and that didn’t leave too many options open for her. It wasn't as though she was incapable of being helpful though, but rather that she was out of her element and needed some guidance in the right direction to find where she could fit best. First impressions were still being made, but she'd been able to tell rather quickly that Jake knew what he was doing, and she hoped that by observing him, she would be able to learn a few things. How he had the skills that he had, she didn't know, but it was clear that he had some sort of extensive knowledge on living so minimalistic, judging by how quickly he'd began to set up the necessary preparations for their survival. While Bellamy had taken to guiding Felix on building the foundation for a shelter, Shiloh had found herself off towards the edge of the clearing with Jake, collecting sticks and various other materials to craft themselves some torches. With night looming in the near hour and the temperature dropping, they would need light and warmth. Her initial instinct had been to simply light a stick on fire, but she was glad that she hadn't attempted it or said the thought out loud, because it seemed that there were more steps involved in doing it properly, such as wrapping the end in fabric first. That made sense, she supposed.

In a struggle to snap off a small branch from the handle of her torch, Shiloh had accidentally smacked Jake across his arm with the long stick, just after he'd lit his. Her eyes grew wide for a moment and then she reached over, patting him on the arm. "Sorry. You were on fire." She lied, clearing her throat. "You're not anymore." A sad lie, and a very obvious one, but a humorous attempt at an apology no less.

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@criminated​ said: “will you be my valentine?” (Shiloh)

Ever since Axel had found out the truth about what she’d been hiding, Shiloh had found herself growing more and more fond of him and his quirky sense of humor. Their relationship had remained completely platonic, but she was always grateful for his company and she was certainly more comfortable around him now than she’d been before. In fact, there were days that she went to visit him at his place now, even when she knew that Hunter wasn’t around. It was both a relief and a concern, as she was thankful to have somebody else to talk to, but she was quietly awaiting the day that all of this would be too much for him and he would walk away from it all. She wouldn’t blame him when he did.

Shiloh had been sitting in the living room of her dingey apartment, trying to work up the willpower to get up off of the couch to find something to eat, when she heard a knock on her door. After looking through the peephole to see that it was Axel, she opened it up, only to have him ask her to be his valentine. A big grin lit up her face and she couldn’t help but to giggle. She knew that he was probably just trying to get her out of her apartment again, as she knew that he was concerned about her being alone in it, but she appreciated it regardless. “Seriously? You could have just told me that you wanted to come hang out,” she laughed. “You didn’t have to get all corny about it.”

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Although being away from her apartment and sharing a bed with Hunter had helped to ease her anxieties, the nightmares that haunted her dreams and the vision of Mabel’s face as she loomed over her bed still kept Shiloh from sleep. She didn’t even want to close her eyes, out of fear that when she opened them, something would be watching her. It was a common occurrence, the brunette developing a mild case of on-and-off insomnia over the last few years. She’d gotten used to functioning on little rest and the use of caffeine, but it never made it any less frustrating. She’d thought about medicating herself on a few different occasions, but the idea of sleeping and being unable to wake up terrified her more than the idea of being forever exhausted did. Sleep paralysis had been something that she’d already had to deal with on a few occasions, and she didn’t want to make it a regular occurrence by inviting it through the use of drugs.

After trying to fall asleep for a few hours and failing miserably, Shiloh quietly crept out of Hunter’s bed and headed out into the kitchen. She wasn’t too worried about waking her ex up though, as he’d always been a rather heavy sleeper, but rather that she would wake Axel up. The flat was on the small side and without any rooms to separate her from him, she was afraid that her footsteps or the sound of her rummaging through the pantry would rouse him. Still, it didn’t stop her. If she was going to be up all night, then she at least wanted to have the comfort of a cup of tea in her hands.

Quietly, Shiloh searched the cabinets for a kettle, eventually locating one and filling it up with some water from the tap before pressing the button to begin the boiling process. The next step was finding a tea bag, which she’d eventually spotted in a box on one of the top shelves. She’d needed to pull a chair over to stand on to allow her to reach it though.

It was as she was standing on the chair, stretching her arm into the back of the cupboard, that she heard a noise from behind her. As she turned to look over her shoulder, she spotted Axel. “Oh, sorry,” she began with a tired smile, retracting her arm from the cupboard to hold her hand against her chest. “Did I wake you up?” She guessed that she had, because she couldn’t think of any other reason that he’d be up at three in the morning. Perhaps it had been the sound of the chair as she’d dragged it across the floor that had done it. “I was just going to make some tea.” She paused. “Um, is that okay?” She realized that it might have been rude to just be helping herself like that.

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@welcometothesins-roleplay​

Whether she was born ‘gifted’ or ‘cursed,’ Shiloh never knew, but she’d lost track of the number of times that a ghost had gotten her into a sticky situation a long time ago. On this particular occasion, she found herself heading home after an excursion into the Red Wood forest, just as the sun was preparing to begin making its slow descent below the darkening horizon. She’d never liked being in places like this after nightfall, as she had a grievous fear of the dark. She came by it honestly, considering the fact that it was in darkness that most of the ghosts that haunted her liked to come out to torment her.

After helping the latest spirit that had wandered into her life find peace by guiding them to the tree where their significant other had been buried years ago, Shiloh was heading out of the woods, following the pathway that she’d marked for herself through the use of some orange trail ribbon. Although she wished every single day that she could rid herself of the heavy burden of being a beacon for lost souls, it was times like these, when she was able to put a weary spirit to rest, that made it feel rewarding. She only wished that it could be somebody else’s job, rather than her own.

A soft sigh left her delicate lips, the brunette pulling her hood up over the top of her head and tucking her hands into the cuffs of her hoodie to keep warm as the air began to cool. If she’d timed it correctly, then she was only ten minutes or so away from the road, where her car would be waiting for her. She didn’t know if she would make it out of the woods before sundown, but she’d brought a flashlight with her just in case, always preparing for the worst.

She’d been keeping up a good pace and making good time when a noise suddenly caught her attention. It was coming from the top of the hill that she’d just descended, and she couldn’t be sure, but it almost sounded like a human. A cough, perhaps? For a moment, she stood in place, too afraid to move as she focused on the area that she’d heard the noise come from. More movement followed, and her footsteps began to carry her timidly towards it. Whatever it was, it certainly wasn’t a ghost, because she couldn’t feel any sort of spiritual presence. “Hello?” She squeaked, her voice meek and timid. “Hello? Is somebody there? Are you okay?” Her cautious gait led her closer, the sound of her heartbeat pounding so heavily in her chest that it reverberated in her ears. “Hello?” Her dark gaze then settled on the figure of a man as he emerged from the dirt, the sight eliciting a sharp gasp from the tiny brunette as she stumbled backwards and backed up into the trunk of a large tree.

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@portectorisms​ said: “will you be my valentine?” for Shiloh!

Valentine’s day wasn’t something that Shiloh normally celebrated, at least not in the last year or so since she’d separated from Hunter, and today would have passed her by like any other day if Bellamy hadn’t asked her out. In the years that her and Hunter had been together, he’d always made sure to do something special for her (whenever they were fortunate enough for him to be sober during the time of the holiday), but this year she’d been fully expecting to spend it alone in her apartment, especially since Hunter was in the hospital.

Shiloh didn’t know if Bellamy had asked her to be his valentine out of pity, as he knew that Hunter was in the hospital and that she would have nobody to hang out with because of that, or if it had been genuine, but she’d accepted the offer anyways. She’d only met him a handful of times, but she knew from Hunter’s experiences that he was a good guy, and she guessed that getting out for the night and away from the ghosts that haunted her living space would do her some good. Even if it was just as friends, or acquaintances, or whatever they were. After getting dolled up and doing her dark hair in curls, she pulled on a pair of black jeans and a leather jacket, slipping her feet into her black boots last and heading down to the boardwalk, where she was to meet Bellamy for a date at the local carnival. It had been decorated the night before in valentine’s day décor; balloons, streamers, the whole nine yards. She’d chosen the destination, as it was relatively close to where she lived, and she liked the idea of being able to quickly escape if things went horribly wrong. When Bellamy arrived, Shiloh greeted him with a smile, albeit a nervous one. “Hey! Thanks for not standing me up.”