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ABSORPTANCE
||| Indie Fallout OC || Sentient "Glowing" Ghoul || Sel./Priv. || Canon/OC/Multimuse/Crossover Friendly || Mun is 21 || NSFW (mostly violence) present || Please read Rules & About before interacting! |||
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NICK:
The detective pauses to listen to her, surprised at how near to desperate she sounds. How long as she been down here, and what’s to happen if her suit gets broken (perhaps it’s got something to do with those startling peepers she’s sporting)? He could only guess, but he’s never been one for blind speculation. Instead, he only waits until that ❝okay❞ comes, and then he meets it with one of his own.
❝Okay?❞ it’s got the inflection of a question, but it isn’t one. It’s really a confirmation in exchange for hers, letting her know that he’s about to give this thing a proper go.
His mismatched hands trace the outer part of her shoulder armor, finding where it’s stuck and giving him a good idea of how he can get it loose. Then he’s turning himself a little to one side, and although he’s still in that half-crouch, he’s grounding his feet and curving his body to balance himself, his legs like springs to push upward and give his effort momentum as he suddenly gives her shoulders a hefty shove.
There’s still that unrelenting anxiety COILED up in the pit of her stomach, but she nods at the synth anyway, and swallows dryly. For someone with a..hobby..as dangerous as hers, she sure did worry a whole lot over the least stressful things-- namely, getting a tear in her suit.
In reality, she knew he would very likely be just fine if he were exposed to her radiation. But it was the thought of HER being ‘exposed’ against her wishes that sent her mind into a frenzy. (Would he even care though-- he, of all beings? She didn’t know him though, and she’s met far odder a being than he, who had reactions that left her reason to be wary, to be able to assume how he himself would react.)
Her toes wiggle in her boots-- feet getting cold from inactivity. ‘Meant she’d been down there for FAR too long. Longer than she’d of liked, anyway. And then there’s a SHOVE and some WEIGHT against her shoulder and she finds herself slipping out from between the rubble, with an absolutely terrible noise of scraping metal and a quiet huff of an “oof--”.
Unfortunately, she was also slipping very quickly, and she finds herself very nearly finding the face of her helmet against the cement adjacent to the two of them. Gloved hands fling outwards and she catches herself-- just barely, with her face but a few inches from the ground.
Mitzie heaves a deep sigh and brings herself from her hands and knees back up to her feet, dusting the front of herself off as she does. She’s a little wobbly at first-- probably from having not eaten this morning-- but she easily finds her footing. Hands glide over the broken wall of rubble as she turns to face him, hidden eyes gazing inquisitively at the old synth. “god --you’re strong..” she notes amicably after a few moments, a hand slowly fumbling along the edges of her shoulder pad, scratched to hell and back-- it was like she was put through a cheese grater. “Damn it..” she breathes; her attention momentarily faltering. “--nothing that can’t be fixed, I guess...” she mutters with a shake of her head.
The ghoul focuses her full attention back on the other, slipping just a little closer-- a few inches to where she was, but no further. She’d hate to get stuck again. And she stays there, the rubble between them acting as a form of comfort for her. Safe, behind this wall.
“Thank you.” she says slowly-- her voice a little hoarse, even with the modulator in place. Thirsty.. she was thirsty... “--and.. sorry.” a nod. “That’s not, you know... normally how I like to meet people, but... I’m--” a pause. hesitation, but just brief. “.. Mitzie.”
"And, If you don’t mind me asking... what were you... doing.. all the way out here?” She’s never once seen a synth by itself before. Not once. Those guys like to move in groups. In fact... that’s probably why she was on edge-- even after what he’d done for her. “--you out here all by your lonesome?”
#royalmuses#[ royalmuses || Nick Valentine ]#wweee spins in my chair that got hella long !#srry for that ;;o;;; also ik u said its okay but ??also sorry for the wait?? i have little to no concept of time hghh#but ;w;)_/ ty.... also i hope things are going good for u !! n that you've been well !! its dun been awhile dawg
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Ella Fitzgerald — What Are You Doing New Year’s Eve
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N I C K
❝Hm! Does seem like you’ve gotten yourself wedged in there pretty good.❞ The detective comments, crouching down and leaning in to get a better look. There’s a hint of mirth to his voice, not unkind nor even particularly pronounced, but unmistakable all the same. It’s a pretty strange pickle to be in, after all.
He puts a hand down on the ground next to him and pushes himself into the space with her, landing on his feet in a half-crouch. The brilliant, unnatural glow of his eyes doesn’t falter as they flick from the helmet to the wedged shoulder pads assessingly, further drawing attention to the fact of their owner being a synth.
Yet, he doesn’t seem aggressive. On the contrary, he’s putting his hands on her bulky shoulder armor and giving them an experimental push to see if he can dislodge her this way. He has a mild expression, not particularly inconvenienced by the situation at hand, nor at all excited to find somebody trapped like a rat in this cramped tunnel.
❝Don’t worry, I think I can get you outta here,❞ he tells her. ❝Just hold still, alright?❞
She simply stares at him, watching him very, very closely as he speaks, as he moves-- every little thing. Twitch of his fingers, wandering of his yellow irises, tilt of his head. He was... an enigma. But then again, she supposed she kind of was too, in a way.
The thing that baffled her the most was that he appeared to be sentient. He looked like the older gen of synths and yet he spoke as if he were like any new gen synth. That’s why she was so on guard-- and.. well... maybe also because she’s been attacked by her fair share of synths in her time. Synths that looked like him. None that acted like him though. That’s why, even if she could have attacked him, she wouldn’t have. He was... different. Very noticeably different.
Equally bright (green!) eyes stare back into his, curiosity and wariness both settling over her concealed features (what was left of them...). He seemed... just fine. Like he was used to this sort of thing-- well, not THIS exactly but-- Helping people, maybe? He felt.. sincere.
Even so, her stomach knots up when he places his hands on her shoulder pads. “P--please,” she quickly sputters out with the little push. “--please be careful...” she swallows dryly, eyes following the detective as he moves about-- more worried about her suit being damaged than him, now. “I can’t...” she hesitates. Then inhales, continuing. “I would’ve just ripped the damn things off if I could’ve... but.. I can’t risk.. tearing my suit... not even a little.” she murmurs that last bit out quietly. But after a moment of silent contemplation, she gives the other a little nod, humming out a quiet little “ okay ” in confirmation. For someone who’s seen all she’s seen and has done-- and still DOES what she does, she sounded very small and meek.
#royalmuses#[ royalmuses || Nick Valentine ]#oof wtf its somehow been 6 days#looks @ my calender and squints.... wtf...#ghfjd sorry for the wait ;w;)/ and aaaa im glad u did !#usually shes more (ง'̀-'́)ง#but shes not used to being pinned/stuck so shes mostly just like (⊙︿⊙✿) rn#o no. i just had a sad thought and o m g. the last time shes been genuinly Stuck like this was probably after the bombs fell??#she got pinned under rubble and thats when she turned into a ghoul hghfh she was so scared o no whoop s hgfhg
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“if there’s a story here, we’ll find it.”
ind. sel. priv.
piper wright from fallout, as loved by mint.
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Pirates of the Caribbean — At World’s End {Sentence Starters}
“Shoot him!“
“You’re in my way, boy.“
“I know. Curious, isn’t it?“
“It’s just… good business.“
“No, what ARE you doing?”
“And I owe them all money…“
“That’s an order! Understand?“
“Why is the rum always gone?“
“I’m a little busy at the moment!“
“Cruel is a matter of perspective.“
“I don’t think now’s the best time!“
“Keep telling yourself that, darling.“
“I wash my hands of this weirdness.“
“The world used to be a bigger place.“
“Well, that’s just maddeningly unhelpful.“
“It would never have worked between us.”
“You weren’t there. Why weren’t you there?“
“I love you. I’ve made my choice. What’s yours?“
“It’s always belonged to you. Will you keep it safe?“
“The world’s still the same. There’s just… less in it.“
“There’s not been a gathering like this in our lifetime.“
“Still thinking of running? Think you can outrun the world?”
“Did no one come to save me just because they missed me?“
“If you choose to lock your heart away, you’ll lose it for certain.“
“Four of you tried to kill me in the past. One of you succeeded.”
“It’s not just about living forever… The trick is living with yourself forever.“
“You’ve seen it all, done it all. Survived. That’s the trick isn’t it? To survive?“
“Thank goodness for that, ‘cause if I wasn’t this would probably never work.“
“There’s never a guarantee of coming back. But passing on, that’s dead certain.“
“You know the problem of being the last of anything, is by and by there’ll be none left.”
“You can fight and all of you will die, or you can not fight… in which case only most of you will die.”
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ok but for real last one
– before & after
#ok but hey......................#( myart )#this was my first attempt @ drawing textured hair a nd im... squints @ it.#hghg i migHT REDRAW IT.... hgj im.... i need 2 practice#im still p happy w this tho despite it being old ;w;
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I thought of this a bit ago and it seemed silly but??? i ship them so???
oswald x hancock the best crackship
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royalmuses:
♛ :: @absorptance liked for a starter with Nick Valentine ! // starter call
Nick leaned forward and waved a hand devoid of flesh, looking to get the armored Wastelander’s attention. His eyes were bright gold, catlike, in the low light up where he stood looking down, marking him as not human even where the lighting and distance might have otherwise obscured this fact.
❝Hey down there! Don’t mean to be rude, but you look like you could use some assistance, am I wrong?❞
There’s a heavy *CLUNK* immediately upon following the voice-- sudden as it was. And then there’s quiet, echo-y little groan. Helmet or no, that did smart a little. She knew there’d be people around-- maybe not raiders around here, but scavvers and merchants and the like, maybe on their way to Diamond city or something, but... Not many. It wasn’t a particularly popular route. Point being-- she hadn’t expected company. Especially not... whoever this was... Why was a synth dressed as a detective..?
Very, very quietly-- “ uh...” She doesn’t want to admit that she’s stuck and can’t-- and hasn’t, been able to get out for the last hour or so. “...erm..”
Eyes hidden beneath her helmet’s view flicker between herself, then the synth... and then herself again, and her entire body seemingly droops in resignation. “ .... yeah... I’m, uh... stuck..” She mutters, the voice modulator in her suit compensating for her quiet voice.
Then comes a weary sigh. She was totally vulnerable here-- like an animal caught in a trap. Completely at this.. guy’s mercy. She slumps where she is; her shoulder pads jammed between some rubble. “ I thought I could fit, but... I was..uh... very.. very wrong. ”
All she wanted was a little shortcut... It wasn’t even that narrow! If she could just get her shoulder pads off... She could probably squeeze out. But because it’s mostly just her shoulders that were stuck, well... She couldn’t reach. And she couldn’t risk tearing her suit.. God knows how many rads she’d collected in there today alone...
#royalmuses#[ royalmuses || Nick Valentine ]#heya there!! tyvm for this!! nvn)_/ i hope this is okay!!#sjgfd sorry i kinDA.... squints a lil.. it got a lil long.#;w; aaaa i just! ramble a lot ahah#she doesnt like travelling on the open road so she'll try to squirm her way through little paths and shortcuts just to be safe nodnod#probably how she ended up there jgdgd ;w; mitzie u cautious fool u
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gvnsmith:
❛ that suit is somethin’ else, lady. mind tellin’ me what it is ? ❜ // @absorptance: sc.
Silence, for a moment.. and then another.. and then, “ armor. good armor. ”
she tips her head to the side in contemplation. “ not.. the prettiest.. but y’know what they say about ‘judging a book by it’s cover’ and all, I guess...”
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ghfdgdg o man ok does
Does anyone remember Roger the deathclaw @apprivoisait bc oof man i just did and i.....miss her.....
#cries i miss my girl sm idk why i got rid of her#felt monotonous but @ the same time i wish i kept the blog so i could go back and look @ it every now and then OTL
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||| Fallout 4 OC || Sentient Glowing Ghoul || penned by Em |||
#heyso holy shit i forgot abt this fuckngg promo i did a million years ago#idc if its outdated take it and run#( ooc )#( selfpromo )
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Nonverbal RP Starters
I’m finding it difficult to find memes for nonverbal characters ( be they mute, or just not fond of talking ) so I thought I’d make a few!
Neutral
☝️ Tap my muse on the shoulder
👉 Point to something for my muse to see
🤙 Bump into my muse
😊 Sit down next to my muse
🤨 Sit down across from my muse
📓 Push/Slide [an object] across a table to my muse
✍️ Pass my muse a note
🙄 Roll their eyes at my muse
🚪 Tap on a table/door/wall/chair to get my muse’s attention without speaking
Aggressive
🐺 Growl at my muse
😬 Snarl/show teeth at my muse
😠 Death Glare at my muse
🙌 Push/Shove my muse
👊 Punch my muse
👖 Kick my muse in the shin
👠 Stomp on my muse’s foot
😵 Knee my muse in the gut
💀 Knee my muse in the groin
🔪 Point a weapon at my muse
🖕 Flip my muse the bird/a similar gesture
👔 Roughly pull my muse down by the collar
💢 Bang on a door/wall/table to get my muse’s attention- angrily
Angst
👩⚕️ Put pressure on my muse’s wound
🌡 Push my muse down to give them medical attention
🥣 Bring my muse soup/medicine when they are sick
🤢 Hold my muse’s hair back/Rub my muse’s back while they are sick/throwing up
👐 Hold my muse when they are badly wounded/dying
👁 Wake my muse up during a nightmare
🐱 Hold my muse after a nightmare
😭 Hold my muse when they are crying
😢Touch my muse’s shoulder while they are crying in secret
💧 Wipe away my muse’s tears
💥 Try to calm my muse during an overwhelming emotional moment
⛈ Find my muse after some kind of trauma
Soft
👕 Tug on my muse’s sleeve/shirt/skirt
🐈 Lean against my muse’s side
🤝 Hold my muse’s hand
🤗 Pull my muse into a hug
🐕 Rest their head on my muse’s shoulder/knee
🐶 Nuzzle my muse with their nose [specify a location]
✋ Touch the back of my muse’s hand
🤝 Reach for my muse’s hand to hold it
👗 Fix/Straighten my muse’s clothes
😴 Stand by the bed to see if my muse will let you under the covers with them
🛌 Crawl under the covers with my muse
🥪 Set a plate/tray/bowl of food down for my muse
😚 Kiss my muse on the cheek
Playful
🌸 Put a flower in my muse’s hair
✨ Playfully shove my muse’s shoulder
💃 Pull my muse onto a dance floor/up to dance
🤞 Come up beside them and tap the shoulder opposite where they’re standing
😈 Jump out of the shadows to scare/startle my muse
😛 Stick their tongue out at my muse
😱 Make a silly face at my muse
🤭 Tickle my muse
👃 Poke my muse’s nose
💪 Pick my muse up
Sensual/Sexual
💘 Pull my muse in for a rough kiss
💕 Pull my muse in for a tender kiss
💞 Pull my muse in for a messy/desperate kiss
💖 Lean in to give my muse a sweet/chaste kiss
❤️ Lean in to give my muse a tender kiss
🔥 Pull my muse down by the collar/by their clothes - in a sexy way
😉 Pull my muse in by the hips
😲 Smack my muse’s butt
💋 Kiss my muse’s neck
👌 Push my muse down and give them a massage
👙 Pull [an article of clothing] off my muse
👀 Push my muse down on the bed
👄 Pull my muse onto the bed
#( meme )#eYOOOOO#owo !#idc if we havent rped b4 leTS DO IT YO FUCKME UP MAN#just uuuhhhh nothing explicit or obvs sexual for.#obvious.#reasons couGHS
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“ …?? “ (x)
#( art )#( myart )#Mitzie#heyguesswhosnotdeadeeeyyyooooo#;;;w;;; i miss mitzie sm............. bughhgb but god if i cant write gdf#glowing ghoul#fallout 4#fallout oc
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so I’ve been playing a lot of fallout new vegas lately and
i love my dotter
#her name is Emery#its literally.....jus my name but spelled different cause#shes my girl n not me ifjjgdfj#( ooc )#I WANNA....GET BACK INTO FALLOUT RP.....#i used to have a Deathclaw named Roger ( apprivoisait was the url ) but it got stagnant and there was literally no plotting to be had rlly w#a beastjdijfjsdf#n ppl lost interest in it after a lil so shrug emojis is how it be#ANYWHO THO#i wanna..... lowkey make a multi for all my fallout characters#maybe add some canon ones idjfidf#This Got TAgged#L m f a o#wrow
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Divi insists on letting Charon sleep on the fun part of the makeshift bunk bed
The next night:
#THIS IS..... MY FAVOURITE THING#AND ALSO MITZIES FAVOURITE THING WTJFDJIFJSD#THE FUCKING EYE THING AAAAA#THE BUNNY PYJAMAS CHARON IS WEARING DJIGJFDIGJDFOIGJODJF
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‘ Look how beautiful they are on me. They bring out the rose in my cheeks. ‘
@unsanctixned
“ c’mon... quit messin’ around...” she mutters, glancing out the window through the scope of her gun. never knew who or what might decide to pop up outta’ nowhere. better to be safe than. well.. surprised and dead. thick gloved hands tweak a few tiny nobs atop the old scope, and only then does she glance back at him. she immediately snorts, and a hand flies to her mouth (an instinctive reaction, despite the uselessness of it). after a moment of silent vigilance, she snickers out a quiet, “... they do, though ”, her shoulder shaking with a laugh. he was always so serious... so whenever he made a joke or a playful remark, it always kind of caught her off guard (it was refreshing, actually. everyone was always so serious nowadays...).
#mitzie why u gotta b so serious#sure the worlds a irradiated wasteland and everyone you knew is dead but#theres always time for jokes and stuff#ok but yo i just.#the only thing i can imagine is him holding up a pair of old earrings or something#and mitzie just fuckin#blinks and just ' ???'#then probably grins under her helmet and just shakes her head bc#oooohhh jammmes...... you nerd you.#but like. endearingly ofc#unsanctixned
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