if you let the darkness grow,
you will get hungry for more
until it consumes a l l
if you let the darkness grow,
you will get hungry for more
until it consumes a l l
Sydney and Adrian sharing their one drink a day ;) (art by zethia)
7 MINUTES IN HEAVEN! DON'T READ BELOW THE CUT!! My muse has drawn your number! Send me "closet" and I'll generate a number to see what our muses do while stuck in the closet for 7 minutes.
Elise had not premeditated the happening of it… dwindling had not been something she had sought for, the infliction of sentiments had been derivative of time consumed amid them, and so… the divulge of such had been capriccios, awareness had botched to avert perilous of the whole… and yet there she was, hidden from sentinels that he had brilliantly avowed they could outpace, not that it had not been fun… at the commencement of it. At present they were entombed amid four bulwarks, perimeters narrow… in which case they could only assume it was naught but a besom storeroom.
“Superb, Adrian… I applaud your prevision of things”. Elise had taunted with acerbity at douse in every word.The wrangling amid of both had been enhancing in tenor deprived of introspection in their prerogative, it was not until the resound of voices had caught attentiveness that Elise had concluded librettos, hitherto, she had bidden for him to allocate cognizance in matters at hand other than pursuing their backbiting …divergent from lucidity, Adrian persevered to engross quarrel, unheeded of reason had his voice reverberated along the constrict of the room… Desperate to ease his burden, Elise did the one reasonable thing to barren him at once… she kissed him.
Adrian had been assuaged by the pucker of reddish swells, her stratagem had been efficacious, and so, the young woman endeavoured to parallel his form yet prior attainment of such, desirous captors had subjugated the supple of brims, and it was with equal vehemence that she had defied his domineering, fisting the brief of his mane had she forced the frail of her frame to horde against his loftier one.
Before long arms had come to uphold her form in succour of the juxtaposition of physiques, Elise one to be forced to reverse in seek of support… what she had encountered in its place had been a grander container, and due his insistence her slenderer figure had fallen rearward simply to be accommodated atop of it, callous hands had grasped the taut of hips, bracing her effortlessly afore his own took place solely to relocate her form to astride his built against the punnet.
Teeth assaulted the tender of lips; tongue perpetrating the verge of his mouth as meddling hands caressed the tender flesh of her thighs, adrift beneath the hemline of her dress to reconnoitre the plump of hips, grasp at them while thumbs hoven at thin of undergarment provoking a lurid whimper eluded her, derision of engagements her sole riposte as hips gyrated in contradiction of his. “Adrian” fair one had bemoaned in tow of his sultry embrace…yet, afore the augmentation of all, the punnet had subsided beneath constraining them both brutally to the ground, her form contravening against his coercing a garish whimper pass swollen rims. “… that went well”.ead
also, duct tape on your arms, a few layers, but not too tight. basically it’ll stop a zombie taking a chunk out of your arm if you’re reloading or your blade gets jammed in a zombie
wearing a wetsuit underneath your clothing would also be useful. remember; they were human once, humans have blunt teeth! you try biting through duct tape AND a wet suit
never duct tape joints, your movements will be limited, and you want to be fast and danger (gotta go fast)
don’t hole up in small houses either that’s a recipe for disaster, you want somewhere with a secure upstairs, and a way down from the upstairs that is zombie free or can easily be cleared of zombies (avoid fire exits with steps leading up to them though, unless they have gates at the bottom)
sound = attraction, so if you do have guns, use them only in emergencies or for the sake of popping one head you’ll be greeted with many many more
raid your local medical shops, and get there first, nobody is going to stop and share it out equally while they’re panicking. don’t hit out at somebody unless they hit out at you, though, you already have unintelligent corpses pitted against you, you don’t want sentient humans on your case as well (zombies don’t do the revenge thing, humans do!)
try not to piss people off, because as stated before, yes, humans like revenge
don’t try and be clever and use yourself as live bait; yes playing the hero is glorious in movies, but it doesn’t work so glamorously in real life
large numbers isn’t a good idea. you want small groups, even if you just branch out from being in a larger group, because if there’s a lot of you you are a bigger target, but don’t then go off and decide to be in groups that are too small in case you get surrounded (in which case, the duct tape and wet suits will come in handy)
food shouldn’t be that hard to come by, most people would have attempted to flee the area straight from their houses and packed what they had, raiding local shops could still be worth it. but remember, know your way in, your way out, and double check there’s nothing in the shop ready to sneak up behind you while you’re reaching up for that tin of beans
half balaclava masks or something similar to cover your lower face while fighting zombies could also be useful, you don;t want to accidentally ingest flying zombie fluids and end up one of them, that’d be a nasty surprise for your group to wake up to (since going solo possibly isn’t a good idea)
and always, ALWAYS, have a way to start a fire on you
especially don’t piss off other humans… and I know this sounds cheesy and dumb but try to be nice and help people out if you are able to. Some people may want to take advantage of that, but for the most part you’ll make allies and friends and those are very good things to have during apocalyptic times.
Smaller groups are good while on the road, but once you find some sort of sturdy, reliable shelter like a prison or bunker, you’re gonna need more hands to help clear and secure the area as well as to defend it from the undead and hostile, agressive humans.
Zombies catch fire, and that is a very good thing. But fires can also get out of control very fast and turn entire buildings, neighborhoods and even cities into blazing infernos. If you’re unsure or don’t have a reliable way of controlling the blaze, do not use fire as an offensive weapon against the undead. The best use of fire is to get rid of zombie corpses left behind after a strife - it’s fast, easy, and it helps prevent the bodies from contaminating the earth and any water sources nearby.
If some idiot does go crazy with a molotov and starts a out-of-control fire, get out of there fast and as soon as possible. The fire can spead your way all too easily and it attracts the undead contrary to public belief - the last thing you want is to be caught between a wildfire and a horde of hungry undead.
Don’t forget to apply the duct-tape-and-wetsuit method to your legs too, and wear good shoes like combat boots, hiking boots, or worker’s boots - something to keep the undead from gnawing through your feet and ankles.
Know the climate where you are and pay attention to the weather and use common sense for pete’s sake. Don’t deck yourself out in a suit of metal armor or in black riot gear when it’s 100+ degrees Farenheit and sunny as hell outside, and don’t go out on a supply run in the dead of winter without the right gear. Waterproof your supplies and weapons.
Water, water, water, WATER. Carry more water than you think you need and always carry water with you ALWAYS. And I’m not talking about some wimp-ass tiny plastic thing you found in a convience store somewhere- I mean gallon jugs and Camelbacks and those ridiculously huge containers with their own handles you see at Walmart. Humans can survive up to several weeks without food, but there are some places where you can’t live two days without water. Water is and will be your lifeblood more than anything else.
Purify all water you get ahold of beforeyou drink it, using chlorine tablets or boiling it or by using some other purification system. It doesn’t matter if it’s snow or rainfall or straight from a river or a plastic water bottle You don’t know where that water’s been, or what’s been in it.
if a guy stares at ur boobs
just stare at his dick
maybe squint a little bit
- I loved you! - he yelled. He jumped up out of his chair so quickly I never saw it coming. - I loved you, and you destroyed me. You took my heart and ripped it up. You might as well have staked me! - The change in his features also caught me by surprise. His voice filled the room. So much grief, so much anger. So unlike the usual Adrian. He strode toward me, hand clasped over his chest. - I. Loved. You. And you used me the whole time.
VAMPIRE ACADEMY - BLOODLINES MEME | Ten characters - Adrian Ivashkov
“Rose once told me about this poem she’d read. There was this line, ‘If your eyes weren’t open, you wouldn’t know the difference between dreaming and waking.’ You know what I’m afraid of? That someday, even with my eyes open, I still won’t know.”
So I’ve just visited the blog after putting the muse on hold for sooo looooong and posted an open starter and so happy for the new people and old friends I missed that I got to talk to today. ♥
Ironically, muse has been awakened after watching the VA Movie. (To which I refuse to comment about my reactions, and will save it for my personal account at some point.)
I’m gonna be honest and say I’m actually ignoring the drafts right now. And that I will try to get them done as soon as I can — just not today, possibly not even tomorrow. I can understand if anyone loses patience about this, but I’m sorry. I’m still here though, loving you from a distance and always happy to do short things and probably asks/memes. ♥♥♥
And now I’m taking this boy to bed because it’s 2AM here. Love y’all. ♥
Adrian: *kisses that smirk*
"See, i’m more of a whiskey girl myself."She teased with a shrugged, rubbing the back of her neck at the question."I, well yes. Though there’s no flying cars or moving sidewalks, But hey we did get a new iphone."
"Same thing." He rolled his eyes, then rubbed his chin thoughtfully, "W-wait, slow down, slow down— you can’t be… Y-you’re Zathura’s kid?”