#hopefvll

[traumamademoved]

@hopefvll​ from here

“Why does it matter how many I’ve had? You’re not my mother.” Leon huffs out, though it’s softly and has no real bite to it. For now. The cool cloth provides some sort of relief and he snatches the pills from her to down a couple.

“No.” This time, the single word does have bite to it. “It’s none of your damn business.” Yeah, they may be travelling together, but she’s not entitled to the reasons he does what he does or why he drinks.

[marvclsiums]

@hopefvll​ said: [ HOLD ]: while close to the receiver, the sender wordlessly takes a hold of their hand, for no other purpose than to be holding it. / for mcu Peter :) PROMPTS THAT MAKE ME GO 👀 | NOT ACCEPTING

Peter’s heart almost misses a beat at Gwen’s contact. He feels stupid for doing so, of course, but he’s also not used to this anymore. Everything changed since everyone he loved has forgotten about him. It was for the best, of course, but life is much more boring since then. Staying away from Gwen is COMPLICATED, though, and he hates feeling this weak when it comes to her.

“Is... Is everything alright ?” He asks, offering her a soft yet awkward smile. 

[traumamademoved]

@hopefvll​ sent it's hard to be lonely , but it's the right thing . / needed  a excuse to say hiii for my RE verse maybe? ;3

The woman looks familiar, he’s seen her before, but he can’t quite remember her name. Ah, that’s right, she was in Racoon City at some point, wasn’t she? He hadn’t even realized she’d survived that mess and now....well, Leon doesn’t quite know what to say. He had assumed she’d been dead and he had left her behind. The realization that he left someone to fend for themselves fills him with guilt. Racoon City haunts him every day, she had been someone he hoped made it out alive and here she is. 

Good. He’s glad she’s alive.

“Is it?” He’s grown accustomed to being lonely, refusing to let anyone too close after Racoon City for fear of losing them too. It seems as if she believes the same thing. “Guess I stopped noticing how difficult it was after so long. You’re Gwen, right? You ever find your father?”

[serpcntes-a]

@hopefvll​: brushes fingers through hair, sitting behind him as she rested his head onto her chest. / for any of your Peters ;3

Mm, that felt nice. The soothing gesture makes the tired hero sink against Gwen, eyes falling closed and tension ebbing from aching muscles. He could easily spend the rest of the night here with her, though he knows some emergency will come up sooner or later that will drag him from the comfort of the moment. ❝ That’s nice...❞ He murmurs, arm draping over her stomach as face nuzzles against her chest a little, making himself comfortable to settle.

[sunkiisscd]

@hopefvll​ / hearted for a starter  

❝ I’m just saying ⏤ crytids could be real! I mean, we’ve seen actual aliens come to earth so what’s to say that Bigfoot isn’t out there somewhere? O-or uh, the michigan dogman. ❞ Is it so hard to believe that something as bizzare as cryptids could be real with everything they’ve seen over the past decade?

[traumamademoved]

wanna do abit of a test drive with me? ' / that her baby ;3

"You don't have to ask me twice. She's a beauty."

[moralstainted]

casually just eye fcks the osborn boy. ' damn you fine.' / Gwen stop

❝ Careful there, you might just make Peter jealous. You know how sensitive he is. ❞

[dcredevill]

“   do   you   want   some   painkillers?   ”

head   jerked   up   at   the   sound   of   @hopefvll​‘s   voice,   brows   furrowed   for   a   second   before   a   quiet   'oh'   escaped   him   along   with   a   nod.  

the   pain   was   minor   but   irritating.   he   could   feel   the   bruise   on   his   side.   the   tension   of   worn   muscles   caused   by   fatigue.   fatigue   he   ignored.   the   remanence   of   iron   still   lingered   in   his   mouth   despite   him   having   gargled   salt   water   to   rid   himself   of   the   taste   and   the   blood.  

❛      aspirin   will   do   just   fine,   thank   you.   ❜   he   finally   answered   out   loud.   oh,   even   his   jaw   was   sore.   the   remembrance   of   fist   hitting   jaw   flooded   his   mind.   ❛   and   ice.   ❜      that   was   his   last   request.