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@tornhumanity​ |

     she lied. 

     after everything else that has happened the only thing that sinks in the deepest is that alice had lied. this whole time rain was meant to believe they were new friends, or lovers or whatever the hell they hadn’t put a label on, when in fact alice had known her before; had been there when she had died -- or well, almost died. the train’s explosion still haunted her dreams at night but the former umbrella soldier didn’t remember anything from before, only that she had woke up in a lab somewhere & escaped with only the clothes on her back.

     her fists are curled at her sides & she’s staring long & hard at the taller woman, nostrils flaring & anger boiling. “ you fucking bitch. “ she snarls, “ when were you going to tell me, huh? or were you jut going to conveniently neglect to tell me about raccoon city? “ 

     yet as she marches closer, every fiber of muscle coiled to swing with a closed fist she’s instead grabbing a collar & shoving alice back, “ why didn’t you say anything? was i not important? “ more sinks in & her shock becomes accusation, “ you just left me there to die. i thought you fucking cared, alice. “ another shove, then another & alice is against a wall & rain closes in until they’re inches apart. dark eyes take in the face of the woman in front of her & while her anger does not dissipate, something else fills her chest. & instead of a fist, rain lurches forward to kiss her, hard, taking her lip between teeth & nipping until blood is drawn -- there is no guilt as her grip turns harsh, needy; for what? rain isn’t quite sure. all she knows is this passionate, fiery thing that overwhelms rational thought. all there is now is alice, & rain needing an outlet for this anger coiling inside.

[horrorempathya]

you  know,   at  least  when  claire  is  in  bed  with  @tornhumanity  &  @afraidofchange,  she  only  has  to  moan  out  one  name.

[divorare]

@tornhumanity​ | lets rewrite this bish

     by all other accounts, the both of them should be dead. 

     or at least that’s what they were lead to believe & yet -- they both sit among the muck, the ashes & mud & gore, confused but very much alive. the slew of thousands of previously infected are strewn about the soggy field & none of them rise as they had even as the seconds wear on into minutes, until at last renora pulls herself off the ground & turns to alice. “ i’d say i’d count my blessings but i’m still not sure if this is one. “ maybe it’s some cruel joke, after all.

     but those minutes wore on into hours, into days, into a week & the infected remained dead & they were still here. they’d run into more survivors, some finally emerging from hiding to celebrate the end of the virus -- there was dancing & mirth & hope. that’s something she hadn’t felt in a long time. the settlement was growing by the days, until the camp was a full fledged small village. houses were rebuilt or repaired to the best of their abilities, defenses were set up, gardens started -- it felt... safe.

     for alice & renora, however, that feeling of relief still had yet to sink in. the need to look over their shoulders every few minutes had yet to pass. weeks dragged on into months, & as renora reclines against the old worn rocking chair besides the bonfire, watching as others danced & sang around it, while the sunset spilled glorious color across the sky, she felt for the first time -- a sense of peace.

     “ i’ve been thinking lately, “ she starts, softly, just enough for alice to hear. “ what we’re... i’m going to do now. “ she corrects herelf, frowns slightly, “ what i want, where i want to go next. should i stay, should i try to head back home. “ she swings her head to alice, brows furrowed in thought. “ i’m starting to realize nowhere feels like home any more. “ that home was were alice was. “ even if i did go back to vegas, what would i even do? “ be a lonely hermit again? no, definitely not that. “ before we had a purpose, to stop umbrella & we did. we got what we wanted, so ... now what? “ 

[afraidofchange]

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 “I’m fine,” Shepard insists; her tone is gruff and stubborn and while she knows  better, she can’t help but say it while redressing the bandages on her forearm – a stab wound from an unfortunate Umbrella goon who got too close and personal. She came out of it with just a knife wound, while he lost his life. 

 “Let me see it.” Alice insists, and while Shepard sighs in protest, she eventually holds out her arm; the struggle with her non-dominant right hand made it hard to get a tight wrap around the stitched wound. Alice’s touch is gentle, making sure to get a good hold around Shepard’s forearm while wrapping the rest of the bandage around it, taping it closed. “There. Easy.”

 “Thanks.” Shepard admits, turning her arm to examine it first before looking to Alice once more. “Kiss it better?” She jokes with a wide grin, but doesn’t expect Alice to gently take her hand and press her lips ever so slightly ahead of the wound site – but not before laughing under her breath. 

[liftedrelics-a]

@tornhumanity​ asked:  random person appreciation night! you're one of the most wonderful moms i've known, (and dare i say, a milf ;D) but seriously tho, you're an awesome person, writer and a human being in general. im just so happy to have known you. i hope you get the best outta life, and eventually find a decent guy who will treat you as good and loves you for who you are, because honestly, you're definitely a catch!

SHIT OKAY. So this has been sitting in my inbox for two whole months because I occasionally go and look back and read it and it makes me feel good. I know, that’s a long ass time to wait to find out how much I appreciate these kind words that you sent to me but know that they have been very useful this whole time during everything I have been going through and I love you with all of my heart and I’m really really really lucky to have you in my life. Thank you. 

[themultiversemercs]

'Family' Reunion

Raccoon City.

it felt like a lifetime ago that the horrors that occurred there, not that the thoughts and images of what happened really left him, only adding to everything else that the graying mercenary had gone through since he was last there. His thoughts drifted to all of the happenings that went on after he left, on the run from the world, aquiring his own security firm, falling in love, only to lose it all.

Scraping it all back together was the easy part, it was holding it this time which had proven difficult, with global terrorism on the rise, and finding ways to work with his allies within the BSAA without ruffling too many feathers had proven tricky.

If only he had seen this coming.

A new T-virus strain hitting America. The country brought to its knees. The rest of the world awaiting the spread of the modern day plauge.

With the BSAA at the front of the war against the virus, STEALTH opted to aid, and the two organisations were able to contain it to the United States. Inside the country however, was very much the worse for wear. becoming an uninhabitable wasteland filled with those consumed by the virus, and those who progergated it. Arch had been working closely with the BSAA to round up any surivors who were still clean and put them to work in one form or another, to keep supplies high while external assistance was shipped to them and distributed.

Today wasn't supposed to be one of those days, as Arch and his joint team of STEALTH and BSAA operatives became vigilantes in the areas surrounding their bases, ensuring bandits and those who wish to tread on the already downtrodden were dealt with. They had gotten word that there was a supposed bandit convoy due to roll through an area close to a forward operating base.

@tornhumanity

[onlyliberty-a]

random human appreciation night! so i'mma put it out here that i love writing with anne on sadie over at my multimuse, and the effort / dedication you put into anne and the entire ship with melody's jim, and their other blogs is just beautiful and heart-warming to see. you're also a lovely person, i can tell. you deserve the best in life, and i hope more wonderful things will come to you!

      Please, I absolutely adore you. I adore your Sadie, and when we get around to writing with your other muses, I’m going to love them too! I can feel it in my bones. You, darling, put so much life and love into everything you write and I am honoured to have the opportunity to write with you! Here’s to many more threads in the future, and a big hurrah for the one we already have!

[aetherevs-blog]

tornhumanity replied to your post “tornhumanity replied to your post “¦.It’s rocket launcher training...”

Glares at Rain off to the side, before glancing back to her daughter and signs in response, "Because it's too big and dangerous for you."

Watches the glare mommy gives Rain, tilts her head to the side curiously, confused expression on her face. Begins signing, “If you say so, mommy, but I’m a big girl...” Pauses her hand movements for a moment before starting again, “If I can use the big and dangerous launcher, will that make me more like you, mommy?” She wants to be just like her mommy after all.