#fracturals

[savingthrcw]

@fracturals x Joel from this Ellie

It takes all she has not to start crying when she's finally allowed to see Joel, the doctors baffled but done with all their tests; he's a beast, obviously, she knew he'd wake up. She knew. It's why she refused to go sleep at home - but of course he woke up while she was in the bathroom - and why she's still there in Jackson, she had to see him with her own eyes. Because he had to. He had to. "That was one f.ucking way to make me forgive you, Joel," her voice shakes, she can't help it. Okay, she wasn't completely sure he'd wake up, but he had to, right? Where would she be now if he hadn't? Ellie holds onto one of those little pieces of his body that isn't broken, and squeezes it gently. "You took way too long to wake up. Waaay too long, you a.sshole." He's actually going to live, so he doesn't get sweet words from her, no sir. There's no better way to let him know they are cool and that he'll be fine, if you ask her.

[mosttrusted]

@fracturals asked: ❛ you didn't hear a word of what i just said, did you? ❜ ( from lucifer morningstar (tom ellis not spn) bc this is a crossover i need )

🐝  *  ―  𝑹𝑨𝑵𝑫𝑶𝑴 𝑫𝑰𝑨𝑳𝑶𝑮𝑼𝑬 𝑺𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺 𝑷𝑻. 𝑰.

The moment that Gadreel had come to realise just who it was that stood before him, his mind had gone blank. No, this wasn't his Lucifer, his brother who tricked him all those aeons ago in the Garden of Eden, dooming humanity and handing him a one-way ticket into Heaven's dungeon for a lifetime of endless and merciless torture. But he was the closest thing to him since the dawn of time, since he'd last locked eyes with his brother before he'd been locked away and forgotten for his failure.

It wasn't until this other Lucifer spoke again that it seemed to pull the fallen angel from his thoughts, blinking several times as he stared at the unfamiliar features looking back at him. "No." Gadreel wasn't always a being of many words, but right now he was struggling to formulate thoughts, let alone sentences. "Keep your distance." He uttered as he instinctively began to back away from him. He may need help, he may be lost in a universe he didn't know, but trust Lucifer? His Lucifer or not -- - he couldn't do it, he wouldn't allow himself to be fooled again. He just couldn't bear it.

[justaprankhan]

@fracturals ❛ may i have this dance? ❜ ( ellie )

Instantly, her eyes search the room for malicious smiles and giggling, widening in alarm while she finds none and returning to Ellie. Of course. Of course. Ellie is cool, too cool to actually be friendly. "Whatever this is, please don't," she whispers. Hannah wishes she could sound tough, menacing, but the thought of being mocked again makes her legs weaker than any infected could. "Please. I can't stand pranks." She doesn't get it yet, but she's assuming that dancing together is already weird as it is, but her doing it? Ellie's other friends will likely point fingers and laugh at how awkward she is.

[fxntasmagoria]

@fracturals gets a starter :)

Michael sat down, cigarette between his lips as per usual. " You look terrible." He said, blowing smoke out into the cool night air. " I told you not sleeping would catch up with you." He skipped sleep sure but at least he had eyeliner to cover up with. " What's going on with you anyways?"

[vyrulent]

starter call || @fracturals ( Renfield )

They'd both been damned by the same man. Yet it always seemed that he was far more loyal to the Count than she believed that she could ever be. Mina had been spared from this life. Lucy Westenra had become one of his youngest brides and was still the youngest all these years later.

Throughout the years, everything had changed so fast, but the one thing that stayed a constant was Renfield. Stepping into the living room of the high rise flat -- still billed in Dracula's name -- she welcomed her "husband's" right hand man.

"And what wild thing has he asked you to do? A party bus full of virgins?"

[insidemyblood]

@fracturals said: why don't you just come by? we'll have some breakfast. ( maria to joel )

"I'm not exactly good company right now," he muttered, voice low and rough, cleaning his hands with an old cloth.

After all that tension with Ellie, he'd been keeping to himself more than usual. Not that he was ever chatty to begin with but lately it was as if he was carrying something he didn't know how to set down. And if anyone noticed, it'd be Tommy. Or Maria. Probably both. So, he knew what she was really offering wasn't just eggs and coffee.

He didn't keep on walking, though, he hesitated and scratched his jaw, giving it a second thought. "Alright… maybe I'll come by. Just for a bit."

[decreedfate]

“Look, I know you probably don’t want to see me right now, but… I had nowhere else to go.” ( adam to sam )

50 random starters (Accepting!)

The last thing Sam had expected was Adam to appear at the entrance to the bunker. How he’d found it was anyone's guess. Sam stared at him, dumbstruck. “Adam?” His words are rough, clipped to the point of mistrust. 

Too much time has passed since their last meeting. It isn’t a memory, Sam’s fond off. “Is it really you?” Instinctively, his hand goes to his side, half clutching at the gun. “I can’t…why now?”

[nightfcry]

@fracturals - continued (bc I remade this blog lol)

Nostrils flared. The great beast took in the sudden stench of his fear, but didn't revel in it. He wasn't malevolent, like this being that had destroyed his flock and made him the last of his kind.

The knife tumbled from the boy's grasp and disappeared beneath wet foliage and mud and...

The dragon shifted, pupils still narrowed into slits; watching. Observing. There was a frightening sense of intelligence behind those emerald eyes. It was as if the scaled animal had understood him. Hung on to every single word that came from his mouth and processed it carefully.

The Night Fury flashed his shark like teeth, slammed his foot down beside the human's head and roared- long, loud and a clear warning. Then he turned tail and fled, flapping his wings and trying to take to the air but....something was wrong.

The dragon's gait in the sky was uneven and clumsy, crashing into the branches and trunks of the trees as he made his retreat.

One of the fins on his tail was missing.

[minglz]

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ⋅˚₊‧ ୨୧ ‧₊˚ ⋅ @fracturals - liked!

ㅤㅤ❝𝓛eave.❞ In-ho warned the intruder. He knew very well who he was and why he was here. He had nearly no intentions of returning to his former life and the family that he left behind; including his brother that stood before him. It was safer to cut ties and let them assume he ran away or had perished. ❝I've shot you before. This time I wont be so careless.❞

[savingthrcw]

“Who hurt you?” ( joel to ellie ) @fracturals

She couldn't even really talk, busy hyperventilating. She was bleeding, sure, bit bruised up, but that wasn't even remotely the problem. She was actually very fine, physically speaking, but she hadn't been able to stop crying before reuniting with Joel. F.uck it, she wasn't even a crier to begin with. The last time she had cried about David was literally ten seconds after killing him, when she had found herself in Joel's arms and had stopped, and since then nothing.

So of course she had thought she was over it, it had been almost a freaking year, they were safe in Jackson, and then today she had fought two raiders after getting separated from Joel, and something about the fight with the last one, the way he had dropped on her, had just... "No-no, it's not... that, it's... 'mnot hurt," a f.ucking sob came out of her, and Ellie sat on a log and bent over because it felt like her chest might explode. "F.uck, come on..." she told herself, but nope, it was like a river coming out of her eyes. "I can't stop-"

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@fracturals asked: ❛ i'm here for business — not pleasure. ❜ ( sam to marcus )

&. 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐬.

An odd feeling ran through Marcus' mind when he saw the guy, as if he should know him, as if there was something there in the air screaming for familiarity. Yet there was nothing, just that nagging feeling telling him that he was wrong. There was only one way around it, one thing that made sense to him, it had to be something to do Gadreel, right? He always knew a face, could put a name to it, even those who entered his bar, he still had a tendency to know their names, a habit he'd taken with him from his time in the military. Everyone was someone.

His suspicions had been correct when he'd offered the man a drink, lips pursing to the side a little in thought. "I don't suppose you're here to discuss stock from a new supplier?" It was worth a shot, even in jest though he had a strong suspicion that this was something else entirely.

[justaprankhan]

@fracturals: ❛ are you wearing my shirt? ❜ ( sarah miller, au where she lives )

"Maybe." She is. It's the right size too, such a nice change from all the crap she's found in the last few months. "Your dad's fault, Miller. He said I could." Not that Sarah seems mad about it, but she'd like to make clear she's not a thief. "Mine got all bloodied up... not my blood. Not people's blood. I slipped on a dead crawler, super gross... Is this okay? I'll wash it before I give it back."

[fxntasmagoria]

ADD ROY ADD ROY ADD ROY ADD ROY AD-

DONT THREATEN ME WITH A GOOD TIME

[fledercanons]

@fracturals asked:

"You've been here all by yourself all morning?" ( scamp to any of his sisters )

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"Well... yes," Annette admitted. She shuffled a paw at the carpeting, looking a little apprehensive.

"They let me stay behind, and... I didn't want to ruin anybody's fun, so.."

She didn't much feel like going out these days. Not out to the park... Not when there were so many other dogs out and about. Not when they might have something rude to say. With just a smell it seemed, they could sense Annette was different. How could a pup compete with that?

She shook her head. "I don't know, it's not so bad here. Darling even left the radio on for me. I don't mind it."

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[decreedfate]

“Congratulations! You played both of us.” ( adam to michael )

“Isn't it a little too early for celebrations?” A trace of a smile flickers across Michael's face, pausing just a little.

“Quite the grudge, you have. I don't like the situation, either.” It isn't ideal, Adam isn't his true vessel yet, the cracks don't appear to be forming, unlike, Lucifer's previous vessel. “What's the expression? Live a little?”