#traumantic

[kindofvertigo]

《 @traumantic 〈 jordan 〉 a meme 》

said: “i’m not supposed to have anyone here.”

He met her warning with narrow eyes and a frown of mixed confusion and disgust. Did he look like he cared about where he was or wasn’t allowed to be? “That’s not my problem.” He said as he stood his ground. “But you know what? -- I’ll make this easy for you.” He hadn’t seen Jordan at training at all that week, and as pissed as he was about the possibility of her giving up on Cobra Kai, there was also a part of him that wanted to give her the benefit of the doubt. For old time’s sake.

“Tell me you’re not pussying out -- Give me one good reason why you’ve been skipping training, and I’ll be outta your way.”

[repeadied-m]

《 @traumantic​ 〈 jordan 〉 》

said: “you thought I was dead?”

          His brow knitted in offense, mouth agape as if ready to speak -- but he drew back to collect himself. He didn’t appreciate the patronizing tone of her question. Like, aw, you thought I was dead? How embarrassing for you. But he wasn’t about to give her shit for it -- she did almost die. He couldn’t imagine that it would be very satisfying to clap back at someone in a hospital bed either.

          “Yeah -- I thought you were dead, and I was totally broken up about it.” He tried to pretend he couldn’t hear the sarcasm in his own voice. “And then when I found out you were here and not in the morgue in the east wing -- I came right over.” He rolled his eyes and smiled. “Which, to my credit, was a lot nicer than just sending some chocolates up from the giftshop like Ryan did.”

[wightwulf-a]

“ what type and brand of spirit gum do you use on the arm? ”

        “ ... what the fuck is spirit gum? ”

@traumantic​

[huntcomplex]

a combination of torn threads, flesh and gore engulfs the blade to the hilt.   his left hand is clasped around her throat  -  not applying pressure but keeping her pinned there as hidden eyes drink in every detail.  blood sputters from the wound,  𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄'𝐒  𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆  𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐄𝐅𝐔𝐋  𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓  𝐁𝐋𝐄𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆  𝐎𝐔𝐓;  crimson crudely glugging from currently unseen but no less ripped organs.   ghostface twists the knife, lips parting and breath held as he savours the sounds of her agony.   

         “ what’s it feel like ? ”   he asks lowly, lacking air in his lungs, mask tilting in her direction.   “ you’re holding out longer than I’d anticipated. ”   the hand at her throat is pulled back, knife re-enforcing his power, and he taps at his hip knowing his camera is hidden beneath his cloak there.   “ think you can keep that up for a couple photos ? ”

starter  /  @traumantic​

[acafellas]

@traumantic​ ------ JORDAN RILEY.

        “congrats, you know, on getting the lead,” finn says, and although he sounds genuinely happy to say so, there’s almost a bit of hesitation in his voice. it’s not hard to tell why it’s there--- you can practically feel rachel seething across the choir room. “looks like we’re gonna be working together a lot.”

[punishr]

omg you're so swole what's ur workout routine

     come a little closer and find out  ;^) 

[bullyfreed]

     “don’t think i didn’t see that.”  @traumantic​

[speedprofessor]

Send Me A Muse You Think I Should Roleplay - @traumantic​

     And a one, and a two, and a three, said the Babadook. I dance and I prance, and I wear human hats, he Babashook. He swayed from one corner to the next, making sure that he wasn’t sensed. Are you feeling sad and lonely, or repressing things from your memory? He babalurked. But don’t you worry I’m here to mingle, but better hope that I don’t linger. 

     Best to let it all out, lest I eat your heart out. And with that, he Babaspooked.