𝐁𝐔𝐑𝐘 𝐌𝐄 𝐍𝐎𝐓.

#BURYNOT: a mutually exclusive and plot focused MULTI-MUSE made up of characters from various fandoms. from the wild west, to supernatural horrors, mythology and more. general content warnings apply, anything potentially triggering will be tagged. i will not follow anyone under the age of twenty-one. crossover and original characters welcome. knowledge of any fandom not required to interact.

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REFERENCES: resident evil, dragon age, red dead redemption I and II, overwatch declassified, harbard studios' mariachi legends, wild hog's evil west, outlaws of thunder junction, dnd meta.

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she could feel the emotion that seethed, burning from his shoulders and clenched teeth. there felt no point in dwelling on how said scrap could have been avoided; it was over now, and they earned a story to tell. darcy kept her arm tightened to support his pull, letting go once he was properly upright. a snicker of sorts brought itself forward, teeth baring in amusement as his decision making tugged either which way. fingers plucked what was offered to her, she used it to dab blood from her mouth’s corners.

" that’s all anyone else needs to know. not like we owe them an entire essay on our shit timing. " insisted with a halfhearted gesture to hand said handkerchief back. " we could show up separately if being seen with me is oh so horrifying for you. " voice pitched slightly in her throat in bittersweet mockery, her true feelings in somehow expressive eyes. just for a moment. she wouldn’t disagree, more than willing to at least get them out of the ordeal. " just let me do the talking. " exhaled as she began on foot, ignoring the obvious sting with each step.

pointed ears gave a listen, despite her lack of outward enthusiasm; didn’t matter what kind of car it was, at the end of the day. so long as it got her out faster than her other half could claw it’s way through her ribcage. said beast was well faster than any set of wheels, but lilah preferred to keep to contained. lips gave a thoughtful purse, eyes that matched her preferred drink gave a long glance at worn out boots.

" everything, technically. " her words pooled at the top of her tongue, drawl rolling off of it with a toss of her head to get hair out of her face. " i uh- i hunt folk to pay the bills. take ‘em in for what i can get. " she explained, as though the rusted pair of chain cuffs dangling from her belt weren’t there for show. " thought i could stand holdin’ up a backup plan. "

steps had done their job, trailed through the thick of the woods; trees speaking with every gust of wind. not his preferred scenery, the necromancer partial to places of the darker sort. though, it did indeed triumph the cold and miserable weather of the coast. in a clearing of flattened dirt rested a camp, temporary, but fit for the occasion. the settling calm that trailed behind settling down always left him restless. wanting more where he could have none. and what better to do than what he best? run his tongue, of course. it tended to work in his favor.

" well, my rather proficient way of understanding others is usually what keeps me alive. " said with a gratifying tilt of the head, knuckles supporting his chin while the rest of him bared his weight against a solid tree. " i wouldn’t go as far as suggesting my knowledge has reached completion, however. " the almighty before him did bear more than what rested upon his face, he had gathered. " now seems to be as good of a time as ever to tell me what i don’t know. "

immobilization held up as his greatest foe; every instance repetition of the slaughter from a sword, his former body splayed. decades prior, the same feeling would have boiled a frightening rage within the chest of a machine, leaving no hope for his surroundings the moment his wrists were free from tightened bounds. the present, however, left him sat in a quiet calm and flickering hope. patience for his time to break free.

it paid off, as it tended to; shoulders vented with the appearance of a familiar silhouette. an intimidating all-fours that had genji biting his cheek behind steel face plate. not quite enough to dull the shame he felt for landing in such a compromising position as it was, but just about.

" don't be. " he murmured low with a turn of his body, angling his tied up arms towards the spider in a quiet ask for help. once free, the cyborg attempted to gather himself into a stand, his legs in poorer shape than usual. they held him upright anyway, shown by the way he resumed a stance ready for anything. " maybe next time. " dried humor in addition, a hand reached back for his hilt. " i will always keep up with you. " a solid promise, head tilted with a quiet nod. " show the way. "

sharpened brow rose in slight challenge with the drop of his arm; it resumed stationary, readied for anything. early days of golden hour, glistening and vibrant blues, smiling faces drifted through the very back of his conscience. memories of the chain-link between himself and whom he was supposed to call a family, facing the world. the troubles it had to offer. " old? ... you've got me there. " deciding to let it slide, all in good fun, his expression resumed an understanding. of course, he knew the type when he saw it. almost like looking into a lonely mirror.

" wise ... i could name a few people who'd put up a good argument. " continued with an exhale from the chest, voice crackling with an inner being. something unbeknownst. " you seem to know what you're doing- for the most part. " another jest, and an indirect way of suggesting he needn't be thanked. " your team. they seem pretty important to you. "

@burynot - multi-muse (you are here.) main. @m4tchstick - johnny storm (marvel.) @spidroins - peter parker (marvel.) @aintstickin - nick argenti (left 4 dead.) @holotech - mirage (apex legends.)

the sound of dragging feet against asphalt felt harsh against temporarily quieted air; the storm they'd braved had now passed, leaving revelation. two formerly lonesome groups were now one, which meant strengthened odds and the art of being social. something she'd always had the hang of, even before; ellis' couldn't seem to make up his mind, however. she managed a closed smile, glancing his way as the others remained a few steps ahead. sure, she could stand to humor him.

" zoey. " reminded with a tilt of the head, her hand still fastened around the gun strap over her shoulder. contemplative became her features while everyone else's voices grew distant. " you can relax, y'know. with the world gone to shit, who's there to impress? " spoken through her teeth was the last half of her sentence. a nod bid towards him now, a change of subject. " your shirt's pretty cool. what's it from? "

" you got me there. " trailed along with night’s breeze, the cat sat high with an angled tilt, silver pooling at her shoulders. cheek met curled knuckles, her posture did well in remaining ready to pounce, while providing the idea she was truly listening. she hadn’t made her stance fully as a plea for help, perhaps things were getting a little lost in translation.

" it does look sturdy. i’m sure it could stand a few tears. " breathed out with a shift, body stretching out into a stand, claws splaying with the movement. they caught the moon’s gaze, revealing their pointed ends. " look, if you don’t wanna know, then I won’t tell ya. " continued with a drop to his level, a perfect landing to unravel into crossed arms and shifted weight. something held at the tip of her tongue, the benefit them both, bit back with a harsh swallow. " unlike most, i can take a hint when i’m not wanted. "