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Yuugo: are you getting any sleep?

Ray: sometimes when i sneeze my eyes close

Yuugo: i feel like i should reprimand you but like same

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agntkennedy​:

gun lowers, though he isn’t necessarily sure if he should. the last kid he ran into was also a zombie. but leon’s hesitant. this time, he wants to make sure that people are safe and god damn the kids that find themselves in times of trouble– stuck in zombie apocalypses without anyone. he’s glad his family wasn’t like that (if they’d waited 15 years, maybe then it would). “ hey, kid, “ he calls out. “ are you… okay ? “ he asks, hesitantly. none of the zombies he’s spoken to can do much more than groan and this kid looks normal.   but he’ll be damned if someone goes and attacks him. 

“ i’m here to help, i’m with raccoon city police department. “      —- barely —-       “ i can help you to safety. “ 

Eyes steeling as the barrel to a gun was removed from his general direction ― what started as a him being spooked just to see another figure looming in the distance had turned into silent dread. Abhorrent terrors were always lurking within every corner . . . even prior to the city fallen apart, PEOPLE were a nightmare in themselves ― Ray had felt as if all this tribulation was simply just underlying the most primal human nature in many . . . the desire to rip others apart when it was most convenient.

A huff . . . he weighed out his options whilst looking over the man. “ That depends, do you plan on shooting me based off my answer? ” The teen had to be cautious ― it was how he survived before and after the world flipped itself over . . . cop or not, he didn’t know any better. The last thing he wanted was to blindly place his trust into somebody and later be used as a scapegoat for their own benefit. “ How can I trust you? ”

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Unprompted Ask | Always Accepting | @airxn​

He brought the biggest blanket he could steal out of the home store!

“ Is that.. ” Glossing over the sheet of fabric that was so graciously brought forth from the Felicid . . . Ray took a moment to eye Airin up and down once with an unreadable look before breaking out into a grin just moments later. “ How many people freaked out this time? ”

“ Is it safe for me to assume you aren’t going to hog this one? ” Though they were still well into spring ― almost moving into summer, heavy douses of wind had recently been occupying the forecast. They were expected to have a hurricane within the oncoming days and while Ray didn’t quite mind swift transitions between temperatures and weather . . . he’d have to admit that being out on the streets whilst sick, again . . . would not be ideal.

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🐝  *  ―  𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃  𝐅𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐘  𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄  𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒.   (  found  family  is  one  of  my  all  time  favorite  tropes  so  i’ve  decided  to  make  these  starters  ,  including  both  fluff  and  angst.  feel  free  to  adjust  to  better  fit  your  muses.  )

❛  you’re like the family i wish i had.  ❜ ❛  i trust you with my life.  ❜ ❛  please don’t ever leave me.  ❜ ❛  you’re the only person i have left !  ❜ ❛  you’re more than just a friend to me. you’re family.  ❜ ❛  i don’t want to be alone anymore.  ❜ ❛  you’re the closest thing to a brother / sister i have.  ❜ ❛  come on , give me a hug.  ❜ ❛  i love you , [name].  ❜ ❛  you’re my favorite person in the whole world.  ❜ ❛  thank you for always being there for me.  ❜ ❛  this means more to me than you can imagine.  ❜ ❛  i care about you and i will always care about you.  ❜ ❛  you’re acting like my mom.  ❜ ❛  shut up and let me comfort you.  ❜ ❛  i’ve never been part of a group before.  ❜ ❛  you have no idea just how important you are to me.  ❜ ❛  i seriously regret letting you move in with me.  ❜ ❛  can you just hold me for a while ?  ❜ ❛  i couldn’t ask for a better friend.  ❜ ❛  is this what family is supposed to be like ?  ❜ ❛  i wish we had grown up together.  ❜ ❛  it feels like you’ve always been part of my life.  ❜ ❛  you know me better than anyone.  ❜ ❛  just leave me alone , okay ?  ❜ ❛  this place is the closest thing to home i have.  ❜ ❛  i’m so lucky i got to meet you.  ❜ ❛  if you ask me , this whole ‘blood is thicker than water’ thing is nonsense.  ❜ ❛  you’re making me feel a little less lonely.  ❜ ❛  just face it , you’re stuck with me now - whether you want to or not.  ❜ ❛  i want to grow old with you.  ❜ ❛  you’re the first person who has accepted me for who i am.  ❜ ❛  i’ve finally found my people.  ❜ ❛  will you still love me even if i tell you my secret ?  ❜ ❛  no matter what you do or say , i’m not leaving you.  ❜ ❛  you don’t have to deal with this on you’re own.  ❜ ❛  i want to help you , but you have to let me in.  ❜ ❛  this is the nicest thing anyone has ever done for me.  ❜ ❛  i’m here fore you. today. tomorrow. every day for the rest of you’re life.  ❜ ❛  if you need me , i’m just one call away.  ❜

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Me @ Ray every time I go back to the Introduction and Escape Arcs, “The First Shot” bonus chapter, and the Grace Field light novel stories, without fail: my dear sweet child how the hell are you even alive

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rakkirrrowch​:

how could he ever forget ?  the body healed yet left scars ;  the mind too ,  could irreversibly wound .  but ray still had what should have been a long ,  full life ahead of him ,  and as someone who deemed themselves now responsible for the other ,  lucky would try his best to see the idea through .  forever ,  look to the future !  

he doesn’t want to demand anything that ray wasn’t ,  peacefully accepting the younger boy’s lingering gloom ,  negligent terrors and wry ,  sharp humors alongside the rare ,  blissful moments of laughter and smiles ,  but he would always reject the idea that he should have not taken care of the other regardless of the gaps and differences in their personalities .  they could love each other despite them ;  just as it should have been good for ray to find comfort and happiness on his own ,  an ease that lucky would periodically try to coax them into .  gentle baths ,  warm blankets ,  good food ,  even lucky’s more macabre house and morbid paraphernalia might have turned familiar and banal by now ,  decorations that never lunged or tortured .

‘ y’still got a point ,  though … ‘  the realization after ray’s remarks inspires a brief ,  quizzical look .  ‘ some guys stay pretty skinny .  like me , ‘  even though he wished - he wished - he wished he was prime rib steak big and hunky ,  with biceps that could bench-press an elephant .  ‘ that’s okay ,  though ! ‘  smiling ,  a palm affectionately comes down on the other’s head and ruffles their hair . 

‘ by then ,  i’m sure you’ll have lotsa friends .  if you’re still not strong enough t’carry me by y’self ,  then y’can ask ‘em t’help carry me’r whatever else y’want ! ‘  heave ho !  even the ancient thatched huts of japan were built by dozens of individuals working together as one ;  ray too ,  despite his introverted ,  isolated tendencies ,  should have nevertheless grown to be comfortable with himself ,  and thus other human beings as an adult .  ‘ either that or you’ll be so smart you’ll invent a robot that carries me around n’ feeds me old people puddin’ like a cyborg butler . ‘  wouldn’t that be cool ?!  his eyes shine at the other . 

‘ either way ,  i’m sure you’ll have tons of stories t’tell .  even if someday y’wanna go off somewhere on y’own ,  you’ll write t’me a whole bunch ,  won’t’cha ? ‘  no matter what happened between them ,  he’d never forget the thin ,  brave ,  bleeding and reckless boy that he had carried in his arms .  ‘ …  well ,  i’m not worried just yet .  that’s a long ways off ,  mister !  let’s start by seein’ if y’ever get as tall’s me ,  first ! ‘

Compared to that of how Ray was when Lucky first brought him to their now shared home . . . it was safe to say that it did leave an impression. For the teen to be introduced to so many firsts ― so many things that he was deeply deprived of while growing up. Even just regular foods that people would normally take for granted in their day-to-day lives . . . a room to himself and clean clothes to cover his back. Granted, the first time his eyes lay on the eccentric decorations that Lucky enjoyed collecting did make him sick to his stomach and frightful. Though now, it was a peculiar taste that he’s now grown used to. Their interactions grew, too . . . from a frightful boy that would always assume even the slightest advance in his general direction was out of malicious intentions ― now, he could be held like this by Lucky and feel safety within the arms of the other.

“ Maybe.. I could start working out some. ” The thought crossed Ray’s mind briefly. He by no means would only stay physically active just to one day carry the other around . . . but maybe, he could at least get stronger so that Lucky wouldn’t have to worry as much about him. Then, with a hand on him, had worked on disheveling his hair. Ray shook the hand off with a grumble as his own two hands lifted in attempt to smoothen out black locks. “ I don’t know about that one... ” Friends? He’d consumed so much energy just by interacting with Lucky all day, so friends at the moment seemed more like a hassle . . . and a luxury he perhaps still did not deserve. A small ache pulsed within his heart as the teen remembered all the others he’d left behind while escaping from the wretched place he’d crawled out from. Did he really deserve something like friendship after that? “ Can’t I just take care of you like any other regular person would when their parent or older sibling goes senile? ” It was odd . . . when Ray first arrived at Lucky’s place, he was all for leaving as soon as possible. Initially, it was primarily due to a lack of trust ― then growing into now wanting to overstep boundaries and take more than he should. Now? Ray didn’t like the thought of leaving so much as he had before. He’d found comfort and companionship here; the thought of leaving one day made his mind swell with having to start over from scratch again. Although he was and still is a very independent person, he also didn’t enjoy the idea of parting with someone he’s grown attached to ― clingy, in a sense. Especially for someone like Lucky, who’d managed to coax him out of his shell and was ever patient with Ray despite the hassle he’s caused over all the months they’d spent together. The sound of Lucky saying how such things was still far into the future was soothing . . . bringing him back into the now of the moment with a relieved sigh. “ Won’t I be able to catch up pretty quickly after I hit my growth spurt? ” How long would that be now exactly? Even that was still a while off, but the though of Ray being close in height to the other male was a bit amusing. For a fleeting moment, he wondered if then, Lucky would stop treating him like a little kid . . . but considering the fact of who he’s thinking about, probably not. “ Who knows.. I might end up being taller afterwards. You’ll have to wear heels to be the tallest again. ”

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“ur up early” bold of you to assume i’ve slept

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airxn​:

     “ No, not you. You’re not a parasite. ”

“ .. Is it also Opposites Day? ”

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airxn​:

     “ It’s Earth Day, so if I catch you living I’m going to bust your kneecaps with my fangs. ”

“ Now is my time to shine. DO IT. ”

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v4mpirie​:

          “  i’m actually pretty good at consoling people.  well,  in a material way.  buying them whatever they want usually does the trick.  “  she clicks her tongue,  bored expression taking form.  the words are true but she says this in an almost joking manner,  as if she’s trying to make him contemplate the validity of her statement.  “  but whatever.  “ 

          at his next words,  she almost allows a smile to form but her lips curl into a frown instead,  rolling her eyes.  “  nope.  if i wanted to have a sincere moment,  we would’ve had one.  but i don’t.  sorry to disappoint you,  must’ve been wanting a sweet heart-to-heart,  huh  ?  a little hug too  ?  “  she teases,  a lighthearted giggle spilling out.  “  would you like my silence instead  ?  “  

“ Silence is HEAVILY preferable right now. ” Disgruntled and thoroughly annoyed, he couldn’t help but to ease the ache she was currently causing his head; fingers working to rub in slow circles along his temples. “ Why do I have to put up with you.. ” Although Ray had a hard time in actually believe that Lamai could even console a single soul, the feeling of having some form on companionship in itself was enough . . . to a varying degree. Her presence alone was like a menace that plagued the comfort he’d found in utter solitude — an change that felt alien to him, but was also one he found himself slowly growing used to. “ Actually, aren’t you supposed to be busy right now? ”

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banditborn​:

“ Not your enemy, that’s for sure. Relax. “ Bandit rose his palms to show the kid that he was not hiding any weapons or about to attack the other. He even took a step back to give him some space.

       “ Your wounds need to be treated, unless you want them to get infected. “

“ What’s your name? “ He crouched down to the other’s height again, motioning at the wounds he mentioned before looking at him. Not the first street kid he found, so he knew to stay calm and show them that he was no harm. The kid might end up getting himself killed otherwise. 

Steely eyes trained themselves on the man . . . an internal debate coursing through his mind as he weighed the pros and cons on either choice. It was true — the kid had no way to patch himself up right now, and anything that he could probably get his hands out whilst out on the streets would more than likely only make it worse. So, reluctantly . . . he abided and allowed for his muscles to relax. Still ever so wary, only his mind would stay on high alert.

“ Mmh.. Ray. ” Muttering out the name given to himself by others within the fight ring . . . he hadn’t cared all to much about letting others know. After all, he didn’t have a real legal name to begin with, so it didn’t matter. Only the other teens whom were locked up in the same forsaken hell hole he’d been trapped in would call one another by names they crafted of their own accord; the adults, however, would label them by the numbers branded onto their skin. Names to them were unnecessary when the people they kept caged like animals had a high chance of dying. “ What about you? ”

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More Protective Starters | Accepting | @the9ths​​​

"i'm just trying to watch out for you.."

“ That’s... ” No matter how much he wanted to disregard those words, it made him stumble regardless of how he’d felt on the matter. Face scrunching, Ray’s lips tugged downwards in a frown as he replied. “ You already do enough as it is. Isn’t it getting tiring to have to continuously take care of me? ” To watch me in order to prevent from something bad on happening ? Both his spoken words and the thought that resounded in his mind had were questions he’d been meaning to ask. Truthfully, Ray didn’t understand WHY Nine was trying to hard to begin with ― it wasn’t like he was actively trying to push him away . . . just that he was so perplexed as to why anyone would stick their necks out for someone who’s already caused trouble, whether intentional or not. “ You’re too kind.. ”

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Unprompted Ask | Always Accepting | @bcbybats​

"You smell absolutely delicious! I kind of want to eat you. " Aluin that isn't a compliment. "Are you willing to sell your blood?"

“ I ― NO ? ” Taking a couple steps backward, the shorter male stared up towards the other vampire with wide eyes. He didn’t even so much as hear the other approaching.. not until he’d made a comment, had their presence been made known. Out of fear, Ray bared his own fangs towards the interloper; smaller in size due to his height. Honestly, the reaction itself wouldn’t quite be enough to scare others away, but it had become so much of a habit by now whenever he was frightened. “ Who the hell asks those kind of questions?! ”

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the9ths​:

           “  that's  ..  "  not the point.  that’s what he wants to say but he doesn’t want to make the situation any worse.  he suppresses a sigh,  a headache forming from turbulent thoughts that crash against each other like waves hitting the rocks.  he wrinkles his nose a bit at the sight of the other wiping even more blood onto the shirt, staining it further.  well  ..  alright. 

          that was gonna make cleaning it a lot more difficult,  bordering on a lost cause.  “  i guess it doesn’t really matter in the grand scheme of things.  i get the hunger and all but  ..  let’s  ..  uh.  can’t we find you another shirt to wear  ?  wearing a shirt all stained in blood isn’t  ..  the best idea,  is it  ?  “  he talks as if treading on eggshells,  worried lilt to voice. 

Refusing to make eye contact as Nine started to speak, he clicked his tongue against the roof of his mouth instead; Ray didn’t want to hear it, as he was already feeling guilty enough for what he’d done. The hunger long since subsiding, but all he could do to combat against his regret was to act defensive. He didn’t know what else to do.

“ I’d rather that... ” A dejected sigh. Small fangs nicking his bottom lip as his stomach churned at the smell reeking off his shirt. Under any other circumstance, it’d make him salivate; disgusting himself further despite the encroaching appetite that normally would approach. Yet right now, he wanted nothing more than to curl up into a ball and stay away from anything with a pulse. “ Though... aren’t you worried about your shirts getting tainted? ”

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more random dialogue prompts ,

“why do you have that look on your face?”

“finish what you’re doing, we have to talk.”

“what have you done to yourself?”

“did you do something different with your hair?”

“it doesn’t do any good to get worked up.”

“when was the last time we had a real conversation.”

“are you in the witness protection program, or what?”

“there’s something wrong with me.”

“no, i don’t hate you.”

“hey stupid.”

“we’re aren’t them.”

“looks like i’ll live long enough to make you pay.”

“you know you’re wrong.”

“i don’t understand, why are you doing this?”

“now, before i say anything, promise me you’ll stay calm.”

“what makes me so special?”

“you have no idea what i’ve been through.”

“you really don’t have to do that, not for me.”

“did you really think you’d get a second chance?”

"how about we don’t do that.”

“i have a lot going for me, but humility is not one of them.”

“you’re the worst.”

“i don’t need you right now.”

“don’t just stand there, looking at me.”

“i thought you were supposed to call me.”

“take my hand.”

“i need you.”

“you’re allowed to need help sometimes.”

“for someone who doesn’t like to feel things, you sure feel a lot of it out loud.”

“when this is all over, i want it to be you and me.”

“why won’t you tell me what happened?”

“you don’t know what this means to me.

“i know it doesn’t make sense.”

“i’m trying really hard to keep it together.”

“i know you’re new, but we do things a little differently here.”

“your voice is putting me to sleep.”

“did you find what you were looking for?”

"you knew and you didn’t even warn me?”

“well, i guess that’s broken.”

“i thought it was part of the act.”

“you think u don’t know you’re only here because they sent you?”

“you promised to call me if you didn’t know what to wear.”

“you can keep a secret, can’t you?”

“how could you do this to me?”

“put the gun down, dearest. i have news!”

“i know you don’t have any reason to trust me, but you need to know something.”

“if you’re here to tell me what happened last night, someone beat you to it.”

“people think i’m weird.”

“i think i’m losing myself again.”

“you can’t be here.”

“i wish you’d come to the funeral.”

“do you know what today is?”

“so, you broke my favourite mug… and you’re breaking up with me?”

“i need to get out.”

“it’s like i’m cursed or something.”

“you are remarkably well-behaved tonight, what have you been up to?”

“you gonna eat that?”

“sir, the pony rides are for children only.”

“i don’t want you to worry about that anymore.”

“we’ll never make it in time.”

“you’d be late for your own funeral.”

“you should have seen it coming.”

“oh, good, you’re here! hold this.”

“why can’t you just be happy for me?”

“on a scale of one to ten, how do you feel about nachos right now?”

“is this how you flirt with everyone?”

“how much longer till we’re there?”

“what have you done?”

“it’s time for you to repay that debt you owe me.”

“where did you get that? who gave it to you?”

“what kind of mother has thoughts like that?”

“i know I haven’t been what you needed, but i’m here, and i wanna help.”

“i never want to hear you say that again.”

“you’re all i have.”

“i know it’s not perfect, but i did follow the recipe this time.”

“i was doing so well until you showed up.”

“don’t eat that! i made it ‘specially for our guest.”

“it’s not that i don’t like my life, it’s that i don’t have the energy to enjoy it.”

“how can you stand this place?”

“don’t take this the wrong way, but you don’t exactly blend in.”

“you need to stop.”

“i don’t like that look, what happened?”

“is that seriously your password?”

“what’s your problem?”

“you had no right to use it without asking.”

“oh, wow, you weren’t kidding.”

“i couldn’t trust my own parents to protect me.”

“i’m surprised you haven’t been arrested yet. wait, no, i’m not.”

“why do you want to help me?”

“ten bucks for that piece of crap?”

“we have to hurry, they’re coming!”

“hey, look what came in the mail!”

“do you want to get a drink or something?”

“please tell me you didn’t eat that.”

“the worst part is you didn’t even notice.”

“if i wanted help, i would have asked.”

“wanna tell me what’s going on with your grades?”

“you need to leave.”

“talk to me, okay? i need to know what’s going on.”

“i do blame you.”

“sometimes life deals you a bad hand, but you can still play your cards right and win.”

“you’re no longer useful to me.”

“i’m not good with sarcasm: if you don’t like me, just say it.”

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banditborn​:

“ Hey Kid, you alright? .. “ He knew that he had smelled blood, but he did not expect to find a child at the end of that blood trail. The only worse thing he could’ve found was a child corpse, but this kid was still alive. Bandit had crouched down and checked his pulse, brows furrowed.

Despite the aching pain all throughout his body, he’d reacted all too quickly the moment an foreign touch reached out and pressed against his skin. Within an instant, Ray reached up to smack the hand away, only to yelp and flinch away afterwards. His head craned up and the look of sheer terror mixed with anger was written across his features. However, the moment he realized the man before him was not one of THEM, he seemed to visibly relax to a degree; the distrust still clearly visible towards this stranger.

“ Who are you? ” Voice hoarse from lack of proper hydration causing him to cough and clear his throat several times after speaking.

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new icon border, who this .