*Enter; Antigone

[waruins]

ʙᴇɴᴇᴀᴛʜ  ᴛʜᴇ  ꜱᴛᴀɪɴꜱ  ᴏꜰ  ᴛɪᴍᴇ,  ᴛʜᴇ  ꜰᴇᴇʟɪɴɢꜱ  ᴅɪꜱᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀ  ʏᴏᴜ  ᴀʀᴇ  ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ  ᴇʟꜱᴇ,  ɪ  ᴀᴍ  ꜱᴛɪʟʟ  ʀɪɢʜᴛ  ʜᴇʀᴇ.

#𝚆𝙰𝚁𝚄𝙸𝙽𝚂.  𝙰𝙽  𝙸𝙽𝙳𝙴𝙿𝙴𝙽𝙳𝙴𝙽𝚃,  𝙷𝙸𝙶𝙷𝙻𝚈  𝚂𝙴𝙻𝙴𝙲𝚃𝙸𝚅𝙴  𝚂𝙿𝙴𝙲𝙸𝙰𝙻  𝙵𝙾𝚁𝙲𝙴𝚂  𝙾𝙿𝙴𝚁𝙰𝚃𝙾𝚁  𝙾𝚁𝙸𝙶𝙸𝙽𝙰𝙻  𝙲𝙷𝙰𝚁𝙰𝙲𝚃𝙴𝚁.

fandomless,  original  lore,  multiverse.  mun  is  not  pro  war,  this  character  is  meant  to  highlight  his  he  complex  psychological  effects  of  warfare  on  the  human  psyche.  the  aftermath,  the  trauma,  the  spiritual  rupture  of  violence  forcibly  tethered  to  the  structure  of  dna.  it  is  also  meant  to  draw  the  curtain  back  on  the  treatment  of  women  and  minorities  within  the  armed  forces  whether  it’s  domestic  or  international.  all  her  lore  is  fictional  and  functional.

exploring  themes  of:  war  dogs.  biting  the  hand  that  feeds.  hard  to  be  soft,  tough  to  be  tender.  enduring  the  horrors  of  humanity.  a  mausoleum  of  grief  housed  in  your  bones.  healers  have  the  bloodiest  hands.  i  am  an  angry  dog  and  it’s  why  i  bite.  girlhood  carved  out  and  replaced  with  war.  the  antigone  complex.  death  is  the  maiden.  tenderness  between  the  ribs.  bleeding  heart  dripping  down  your  sleeve.  longing  that  kills,  empathy  that  suffocates  and  a  trigger  finger  that  never  hesitates.

affiliates : @radiumradio , @vaultfreed , @nuclearfates

FALLOUT VERSE ( main alt. )

 ⁽  ᴵ  ⁾  𝙲𝙰𝚁𝚁𝙳.  ⁽  ᴵᴵ  ⁾  𝙰𝙴𝚂.  ⁽  ᴵᴵᴵ  ⁾  𝙿𝙻𝙰𝚈𝙻𝙸𝚂𝚃.  ⁽  ᴵⱽ  ⁾  𝙽𝚂𝙵𝚆.

[videsnoir]

 VIDESNOIR  AN  ORIGINAL  CHARACTER  MULTIMUSE  INSPIRED  BY  SOUTHERN  &  PACIFIC  NORTHWEST  GOTHIC,  THE  LATE  90's,  EARLY  00s  ANALOG  AESTHETICS  AND  COSMIC  EXISTENSIAL  HORROR  AND  DREAD.  WARNINGS  FOR  EXTREME  RELIGIOUS  TRAUMA,  MENTIONS  OF  CULT  ACTIVITY,  ABUSE  AND  OTHER  HEAVY  THEMES  WILL  BE  PRESENT.  ADULT  SUBJECT  MATTER  AHEAD,  PROCEED  WITH  CAUTION.  BY  FRIG,  SHE/HER  30+

[waruins]

gloria is moving to @videsnoir

[waruins]

...........hi.

you can add my discord if you like : ravens_maw

[waruins]

me tryna figure out how to take the war out of her so i can write her again....or just leave it in her and make her so anti war its insane

[naomiswilliams]

#ouch

[waruins]

I think the best use of creativity and free will in fiction is making large men at varied levels of grumpiness and dangerousness girl dads.

[vaultfreed]

 there  was  an  unsteadiness  that  he  felt  swallow  her  whole―  though  nate  held  true,  his  fingers  still  laced  with  her,  thumbs  tracing  odd  little  circles  into  her  palm.  when  she  has  shared  what  had  happened,  the  horror  of  that  day―  how  the  wound  was  still  open,  still  fresh  even  after  the  years  that  passed―  he  understood.  but  he  also  knew  when  to  pull  the  reins  and  when  to  push  the  bronco  out,  and  now  was  the  time  for  neither.  gloria  wasn't  a  woman  lost  or  unsure,  she  didn't  need  some  big  tough  slab  of  a  man  telling  her  what  she  needed  to  do  or  how  to  act.  what  she she  needed  was  an  ear  to  listen,  a  partner  to  stand  by  her  side  not  in  front  or  behind,  and  maybe  just  someone  who  believed  in  her.  that  nate  could  do.  “  bet  he's  scared  too.  i  know  i  was,  stepping  foot  out  here  in  the  sticks.  ”  but  it  sure  worked  out  well  for  him.  time,  that  was  what  they  both  needed.  and  until  then,  until  she  felt  safe  enough  taking  that  next  step―  nate  was  there.  “  there'll  be  a  day  where  you  feel  ready.  i  promise  it'll  come.  until  then,  you  can  slip  him  an  apple  or  two,  work  your  magic  on  him  like  you  did  me.  ”

[waruins]

her  fingers  stay  tangled  with  his,  rough  and  warm  and  steady.  she  thinks  about  how  long  she’s  survived  by  standing  alone;  every  man  before  him  mistook  her  silence  for  the  need  of  direction,  mistook  her  strength  for  something  that  had  to  be  managed.  nate  doesn’t  do  that;  he  never  has.  he  stands  with  her,  not  in  front  of  her  like  a  shield,  not  behind  her  like  a  looming  shadow.  just  there  on  equal  ground,  the  same  dirt  under  both  their  boots.  bet  he’s  scared  too.  it  loosens  a  thread  inside  her.  “  i  think  it's  just  getting  over  it  feelin'  like  i'm  replacing  him,  even  after  all  these  years.  ”  fear  has  always  felt  like  a  private  failing  to  her,  something  she  choked on while  everyone  around  her  just  praised  her  grit.  hearing  it  named  and  shared  without  reprimand  or  judgment  turns  it  into  something  human.  her  cheeks  were  suddenly  warm  and  wet,  a  slow,  quiet  trickle  of  tears.  not  sad,  just  safe  enough  to  feel  it  all  so  freely.  she  squeezes  his  hand  so  gently  because  while  she's  so  unsure  of  herself  and  the  wounds  carried,  she's  never  doubted  him.  not  for  a  second,  not  even  for  an  ounce  of  his  own  fear.  “  thank  you,  baby.  it  means  everything  that  you  see  me.  ”  it's  why  she  believes  every  single  word  he  said,  despite  how  he  might  argue  it  --  he's  never  let  her  down.  “  but  you  do  realize  you  just  compared  yourself  to  a  half-wild  bronc.  ”  gloria  attempts  levity,  peers  around  him  and  turns  her  gaze  upward  from  his  shoulder.

[w4rfared]

when no one is looking, it's a little easier for john to let walls come down. perhaps its his age, perhaps its the fact that this assignment had nearly killed him, perhaps its the fact that there was someone waiting for him on the other end of it nowadays. any number of things have culminated in his newfound willingness to be honest. he's getting too old to keep these cards so close to his chest.

he's sprawled on the couch with @waruins settled on his chest, a movie he's never seen playing softly in the background. this might be the most peaceful he's felt in years, even with his injuries. everything aches. he probably shouldn't have the extra weight of another person atop him, but the last thing he wants is for her to move. john's comfortable. comfortable enough, even, to speak the truth.

" i have a daughter. " his voice is a soft rumble, " her name is tallulah. "

[waruins]

always  an  unspoken  deal  between  them,  how  morsels  of  self  are  offered  rather  than  taken  by  force.  a  reprieve  from  their  bloodied  hands  and  country  loyal  fatigues,  from  where  duty  takes  them.  she's  always  held  each  one  close  to  her  chest,  safeguarded,  and  would  take  each  one  to  her  grave.  so  when  he  spoke,  she  felt  it  sink  and  stick.  a  little  unravelling  in  the  warmth,  she  doesn't  overreact,  doesn't  scorn  john  from  hiding  it.

but  she  does  smile.

gloria  maneuvers  from  where  she  was  lying,  his  heartbeat  to  her  ear  no  longer  the  backdrop  of  the  film.  she's  cautious,  aware  of  every  little  ache  because  she  kept  at  him  until  he  told  her  every  single  one.  “ you  seem  like  a  girl  dad.  ” her  tone  was  soft,  a  bit  raspy  from  fading  in  and  out  of  a  half-consciousness.  she's  smiling,  honey  eyes  crinkled  faintly  with  life  at  the  corners.  fingertips  swipes  over  the  patchwork  of  bruises  at  his  forehead.  “  tell  me  more  about  her.  ”

[waruins]

When I hit that pre-bleed stage of the cycle cause it's coming any second now, and my whole brain just looks at every single man I encounter and wonders what it would be like to rip out their vocal cords with my bare hands so they shut the fuck up. Just me? Cool.

[ohisms]

↪  𝑸𝑼𝑬𝑺𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑴𝑰𝑵𝑫𝑺 .   (  a  collection  of  100+ question prompts .   adjust  phrasing  as  necessary . )

you’re leaving ?

can you shut up ?

are you  [ name ] ?

who am i to you ?

why should i care ?

can i come inside ?

did i do something ?

you don’t trust me ?

can we make a deal ?

are you lying to me ?

are you free tonight ?

are we going to die ?

can i come with you ?

can we call it even ?

you stay here , okay ?

you think i’m stupid ?

can you stitch me up ?

are you doing alright ?

is that … my shirt ?

who takes care of you ?

have you seen yourself ?

what took you so long ?

can’t you see i’m busy ?

who do you think i am ?

why are you helping me ?

are you happy with him ?

are we having a moment ?

are you listening to me ?

how are you so arrogant ?

how did you afford this ?

what are you doing here ?

is this all in my head ?

why won’t you look at me ?

are you here to kill me ?

do you want some company ?

are you from around here ?

do you need to lie down ?

are we on the same page ?

why didn’t you defend me ?

are you sure you’re ready ?

where is this coming from ?

where were you last night ?

you wanted to talk to me ?

will you PLEASE be quiet ?!

what was i supposed to do ?

why do you look so guilty ?

[ name ]  …  truth or dare ?

why did you bring me here ?

are you looking for someone ?

since when does that matter ?

why do you put up with me ?

THIS is your breaking point ?

what can i say to fix this ?

do you think i deserve this ?

hey ,  hey ,  are you with me ?

why are you leaving so soon ?

what do you get out of this ?

[ name ] ,  what have you done ?

do you have a minute to talk ?

did you ever actually love me ?

do you need somewhere to stay ?

why don’t you ever listen to me ?

do you hear yourself right now ?

you knew & you didn’t tell me ?

do you want something to drink ?

when did you know you loved me ?

when was the last time you ate ?

what’s your favorite scary movie ?

do you want to get out of here ?

why is this so important to you ?

can i at least buy you a drink ?

how can you think this is funny ?

are you sure you’re up for this ?

are you trying to start something ?

what are we supposed to do now ?

can we at least try to be civil ?

why won’t you just leave me alone ?

are you thinking what i’m thinking ?

why are you so concerned about me ?

why can’t you just stay out of it ?

you’re not bailing on me , are you ?

how long have you been lying to me ?

can you keep your eyes open for me ?

how long have things been like this ?

why is this suddenly such a problem ?

what ,  am i supposed to be impressed ?

do you ever wish you could run away ?

you’re going to believe them over me ?

why are you looking at me like that ?

why can’t you just tell me the truth ?

why can’t you ever take responsibility ?

what can i do to make it up to you ?

can we put this whole thing behind us ?

i’m coming to get you , where are you ?

can you stay ? just for a little while ?

why won’t you let me be here for you ?

when are you going to forgive yourself ?

is that what your nightmares are about ?

what kind of person does this make me ?

where are we supposed to go from here ?

are you TRYING to get yourself killed ?!

why can’t we just talk like we used to ?

why do these things always happen to me ?

how long has it been since you’ve slept ?

can’t we just enjoy the moment for once ?

why can’t you ever stand up for yourself ?

why haven’t you been answering your phone ?

what was i supposed to do ,  let you die ?

can you just listen and do as i say for once ?

what do you mean ,  you’re not coming back ?

can you see how many fingers i’m holding up ?

you’d tell me if something was wrong ,  right ?

where do you go when you space out like that ?

you were going to leave without saying goodbye ?

you’ll stand by my side no matter what ,  right ?

what kind of mess have you gotten yourself into ?

i need you to sit up ,  can you do that for me ?

if you have nothing to hide ,  what’s the problem ?

you really don’t care about any of this ,  do you ?

can you just tell me everything’s going to be okay ?

you know we’re gonna have to talk about this eventually ,  right ?

[waruins]

my lil southern gothic multi is at @loamrot , little descriptions of the ocs are there cause if you know me, you know how long the info takes and i hit gloria levels of info on everyone cause i've been scarred by the rpc. BUT ANYWAY. this is a trust me bro blog for now and i'll give you all the info until i get it all up but the muses are CRAZZZZY

[waruins]

❛  how do we know they're not feral? ❜ @axedexit

it  wasn't  expected.  not  an  ideal  friday  night  for  most  --  she's  more  than  certain  patrick  had  plans  outside  this.  but  she'd  followed  the  faint  sound,  a  bloodhound  in  her  own  right,  instincts  guided  her  toward  the  source.  and  now,  she's  standing  in  a  williamsburg  alleyway,  adorned  in  the  nicest  dress  she  owns,  cradling  two  abandoned  puppies.  “ i  mean,  we  don't  but  they're  so  viscous  look  at  them?  ”  a  tone  that  drips  with  sarcasm,  trailing  into  a  higher  octave,  a  sweetness  toward  the  small  creatures.  “  just  little  squishy  balls  of  hate.  ”  poor  things,  and  nothing  inside  her  even  thinks  of  leaving  them  behind.  “ i'm  going  to  bring  them  to  my  place,  are  you  coming  with  me?  ”

[waruins]

im going to continuously be that asshole who thinks emerald fennel has zero nuance and just admitted she’s too fucking dumb to properly adapt wuthering heights which is just more of a fucking insult. But not as much of an insult as a white fucking Heathcliff.

[lunememes]

🌙 * ― 𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐓 ( a collection of sentence starters from season one of amazon's fallout show. feel free to adjust the wording and pronouns as needed! do not add to the list. )

❛  and in that respect, he could be a cannibal or just like, crammed full of tumours. ❜ ❛  flesh is weak but steel endures. ❜ ❛  unless you know what to find and preserve, you're more useful as a corpse. ❜ ❛  how do we know they're not feral? ❜ ❛  well what makes you think i give a good goddamn about that? ❜ ❛  well what the fuck would you know 'bout where i'm from? ❜ ❛  but for me, well, i do this shit for the love of the game. ❜ ❛  you come from a place of rules, of laws. this place is indifferent to all of that. ❜ ❛  question is, will you still want the same things when you have become a different animal altogether? ❜ ❛  you earn the suit through acts of bravery. this is an act of bravery. ❜ ❛  and i'm telling you you're gonna go through a whole lot worse if you stay 'round here. trust me. ❜ ❛  clean hair. nice teeth. and all ten fingers. must be nice. ❜ ❛  the vaults were nothing more than a hole in the ground for rich folks to hide in while the rest of the world burned. ❜ ❛  you know your kind ain't welcome here. ❜ ❛  you gotta be fucking kidding me. ❜ ❛  you'll be lucky if you can make it to fucking breakfast. ❜ ❛  i'm sorry for yellin', been shot in the leg. ❜ ❛  do you have anyone else you can trust in this town? ❜ ❛  do i really have to kill him? ❜ ❛  well, if you like the taste of lavender, why not just drink a bottle of perfume? ❜ ❛  that's the worst thing i've ever put in my mouth. that's horrible. ❜ ❛  do unto others as you would have done unto you. ❜ ❛  thou shalt get sidetracked by bullshit every goddamn time. ❜ ❛  water water everywhere, and not a drop to drink. ❜ ❛  where do you think you're going? you ain't going nowhere. ❜ ❛  there you are, you little killer. ❜ ❛  no! what a disgusting idea. i'm simply going to harvest your organs. ❜ ❛  i may end up looking like you, but i'll never be like you. ❜ ❛  i really wanna believe you but practically every person i've met up here has tried to kill me. ❜ ❛  listen, hey. you don't get this medicine, you're gonna pass out, okay? and if you lose consciousness, we're both gonna die. ❜ ❛  i've seen these in old engineering manuals but never in real life. ❜ ❛  now, seeing as everyone on earth seems to be after that thing, i'm guessing that's what you're looking for too? ❜ ❛  and you could've killed me when i collapsed back there and you didn't. ❜ ❛  i get that trust doesn't come easily up here. but you can trust me. ❜ ❛  i hate it up here. ❜ ❛  the things i'm willing to do for you never cease to amaze me. ❜ ❛  hey, hey, hey. come here. i'm sorry. i know you always try to do the right thing. that's what i love about you. ❜ ❛  trust doesn't come easily to those of us with a guilty conscience. ❜ ❛  in my experience, the apple tends not to fall too far from the tree. is that true in your case? ❜ ❛  these people are hiding something from us, and i'm gonna prove it to you, okay? ❜ ❛  there's always some new little faction, ain't there? brand new team of believers with their own dumbass ideas about how they gonna save the world. ❜ ❛  so what d'you think [name]? am i really walking out of here today, or are you gonna try and draw on me for what i did? ❜ ❛  a good bad guy doesn't see themselves as the bad guy. ❜ ❛  and yet power is taken, not given. a lesson you seem to have learned. ❜ ❛  war never changes. ❜ ❛  you look out at this wasteland, looks like chaos. but there's always somebody behind the wheel. and that's who i wanna talk to. ❜ ❛  maybe you can stop them. maybe you can't. maybe all you can do is try. ❜

[angstdelights]

Citadel 1x04

[waruins]

a lil thing for @phasmophobiia

a  little  indulgence  in  whisky  to  stave  off  the  ache  and  fade  of  adrenaline.  she's  half  twisted  out  of  her  fatigues,  sweatshirt  hanging  off  her  frame  to  hide  within,  to  give  a  stitch  of  normalcy.  she  isn't  brave  enough  to  tell  a  brit  that  the  booze  was  better  in  its  commonwealth  companion.  but  enough  to  offer  playful  speculation.  “  been  a  few  runs  now,  i'm  dying  to  see  what  you  got  going  on  under  the  mask.  ” or  the  start  of  a  mild  interrogation,  smile  hidden  behind  the  cup.  “  i  get  it  though.  so  i'm  just  going  to  keep  my  hidden  royal  theory.  ” another  sip.  “  i'm  guessing  princess  diana  love  child  and  harry  couldn't  handle  you  being  cooler  and  more  ginger  than  him  so  you  joined  the  SAS.  am  i  close?  ”