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official-e-money · 2 days
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here are a few pins from my jam board
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stevethehairington · 2 months
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okay but i need ALL of the fics that take place during crozier getting sober. like i feel like there is SO much potential here bc it is THEE biggest turning point for him! esp with regards to fitzjames and their relationship. like fitzjames seeing crozier's choice to sober up as this huge defining moment, one that ultimately and unequivocally earns his respect (back, really, because he DID have respect for crozier at first, before he met him. and now he sees that that respect wasnt misgiven, not really). and like the way this choice is what causes the first crack in james' mask around crozier! ugh it's just DELICIOUS.
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At work thinking about jegulus as parents dyeing Easter eggs together with their kids!!!
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cottageivy · 1 year
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my brain has just been mush the past few days, i’ve only had room for making infants in cas, but i might try and do some oc work tomorrow
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maghnolias · 1 year
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re-watched maurice again. my heart feels so weak I can hardly breathe
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inkdrinkerworld · 1 year
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omg i think about this a lot remus adores doting on u sober but when you look up at him through your lashes those tired red droopy eyes make his brain literally malfunction. you could tell punch james in the face and he would do it without hesitation. you never abuse it though just wanna be near him, have him hold u, scratch your back, entertain your high ramblings bc your witty uninhibited thoughts are one’s he knows very very few get access to and he feels so lucky that he one of them. additionally he feels an innate responsibility to make sure you always feel okay have enough water go to sleep when you’re tired and always can tell when your a bit to high to necessarily be coherent enough to make choices you won’t regret. ahh sorry if this is a lot dealer!remus is my dream man i will never recover from him
babe please don’t be sorry!!! send me more dealer!remus please please cw: high!reader, doting remus, food/munchies
you’d only had half of a brownie before your bath, and now an hour later you were feeling it.
remus had stayed sober, he hadn’t wanted to get high and he’d wanted to take care of you.
you were dressed in your softest pyjamas according to yourself, remus found it funny because your ‘softest’ pyjamas last time had been a silk dress.
“rem,” you say, eyes glassy and red as you stare up at him from on the bed.
“yeah dove?” you nosedive into his chest before answering and take a deep breath; inhaling remus’ favourite pine soap.
you turn your face to say,
“my mouth’s really dry, do you have any water?” he sits up with one arm around your back keeping you in place.
“can you hold it yourself?” you nod and reach for the bottle but your fingers don’t grasp the bottle and remus laughs.
“alright, drink slowly,” you guzzle the water and remus only shakes his head at you.
you settle on his chest when the water’s all done, sigh, and grab his fingers. you twist and tug at the joints and remus hisses.
“oi, i know you like ‘em dovey, but you’re gonna break them if you twist any harder.”
you tip your chin upwards so you’re looking at remus upside down.
“you can take it,” then you giggle and hide your face in his side.
“you’re so mouthy when you’re high,” remus presses kisses to your forehead and you gasp.
“remmy, your lips feel so smooth.” you’ve got a tone of wonderment to your voice and remus smiles.
“are they not usually?”
“yeah, but they feel better! like smooth frosting.” remus laughs when you turn and sit up. “kiss my lips, wanna see if they taste like it too.”
remus kisses you till you pull away gasping a little and when you pout he runs his thumb along your slightly swollen bottom lip.
“what’s the matter, pretty girl?”
“it didn’t taste like frosting remmy,” remus tries not to laugh. he really does, but the sheer sadness in your voice has a laugh escaping him.
“m’sorry dovey,” he kisses your nose when you whine at his laughter. “wanna have some steak and ale pie?”
you perk up then and nod, standing up with remus’ help. “can we go for a cake after? i really want frosting now.”
remus kisses your temple and mumbles a ‘whatever you want dove’ but you forget about the cake after you’ve eaten and fall asleep on remus’ shoulder.
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One of the guys
AN: Yet another ask that's been a long time in the answering. My new year's resolution is to be quicker with these things! Hope you like some baffled Bucky, Em.
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Relationship: Bucky x Reader
Word Count: Approx 700
CW: None - it's Fluff
“So, if you really want to compare the Mark 3 and the Mark 4, you gotta look at the injectors, because more efficient fuel transference means more horsepower…”
Your friend Rory was chatting to Bucky about his favourite subject. Cars. Bucky was trying not to let his eyes glaze over.
“Do you think we ought to rescue him?” You leant over, and stage-whispered into Kate’s ear. The dark-haired archer covered her giggle with her hand, but both of you caught Bucky’s slight side glance toward where you were both sitting, enjoying your cocktails. 
You’d decided to hold a cook-out for your birthday so there was a mix of all of your old friends, and all of the new friends you’d made through Bucky.
Growing up you’d had more male friends than female, a cabal of honorary brothers, so you’d always known that when you finally settled down your boys would have to at least partially haze your chosen partner, and then once accepted he would be absorbed into their group, whether he wanted to be or not.
‘Love me, love my bros.’
When you’d first introduced them to Bucky they’d been sceptical. You couldn’t blame them. Firstly, he was actually the only boyfriend you’d made ‘run the gauntlet’ so they knew you were serious. Secondly, it was James ‘Bucky’ Barnes. A man born in 1917, held hostage, tortured and brainwashed into committing heinous crimes for decades, before breaking free, becoming a fugitive, and then, finally being deprogrammed and pardoned. There was a lot to unpack there.
However, it seemed that he’d passed whatever test they’d put him through, because as soon as they’d arrived today, Rory, Jerome, Lee and the others stumbling out of an SUV, they’d practically kidnapped Bucky away from you and the rest of the Avengers.
And bless your guys, it was sweet. They wanted to include Bucky in all of their conversations about cars, computers, hockey and football. He could join in, obviously. He wasn’t completely clueless about those topics, but having grown up in the Great Depression, those sorts of things hadn’t been the focus of his youth. A different time, a different place.
“I saw a flying car once.”
“Bro! Really?” Rory stopped his rambling at Bucky’s statement and you felt the smile creep over your lips.
“Yeah, the 1944 World Expo. Howard Stark was showing off the car of the future. It was shiny and red. Oh I wanted a car like that, so bad, even if the prototype had a few bugs.  Still pissed when I found out that neither Howard or Tony had been able to make it a reality.”
“So this Expo was full of, like, futuristic shit?”
You watched them over your sunglasses, the boys all leaning in now, hanging on Bucky’s every word.
“Well, for 1944 it was definitely futuristic. But if you really want to talk futuristic, you gotta know about some of the tech they have in Wakanda.”
For emphasis, Bucky straightened out his left arm, wiggling his fingers and your friend’s mouths all dropped open as they watched the plates shift and heard the servos whir.
“You gotta tell us about Wakanda, man.” Jerome pushed himself slightly forward. “I can’t believe you’re tight with the royal family. Is Princess Shuri as hot in real life?”
Uh-oh. You winced internally. Bucky just raised an eyebrow, before speaking again.
“You know how you guys feel about Angel-face over there? About how if I’d disrespected her you’d all try to take me apart? Well that’s how I feel about Shuri. So you wanna ask me another question?”
Jerome had the good grace to look embarrassed and suddenly find a burning interest in his shoes. There was an awkward silence for a moment, before Lee leant forward.
“They’ve got some kind of Mag-lev trains haven’t they? Faster than the Japanese ones?”
You let out the breath you’d hadn’t even realised you’d been holding, as Bucky’s mouth broke into a broad grin. 
“Anyone got a pen and paper. I’m gonna need to do some visual aids for you chumps.”
They all broke out into peels of laughter and you turned back to Kate.
“Scratch that. I think he’s gonna be just fine.”
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abubblingcandle · 4 months
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“Let writers ramble to you about their stories and they will forever love you.”
PLEASE RAMBLE AWAY. I will forever love you if you do ;)
I'm using this as an excuse to word vomit and talk about some things that I am working through particularly in the Higgins fic.
So the concept of this fic is that when Jamie Tartt arrived at AFC Richmond, Higgins tried to get him to complete his arrival paperwork and got a classic Tartt response
"It seems like to me mate that you get a hard on for all these forms and shit," Jamie grinned like a lion, locked onto it's prey. "So, how about you fill em in for me, that'd be grand lad. Ta," he laughed, patting Higgins on the cheek and throwing the papers back at his chest. Jamie turned on his heels and left, leaving Higgins in a cascade of blank paperwork and staring at the back of Rupert's most recent wonder signing.
So for want of a better option he filled in Jamie's emergency contact with his own details. Jump to about a year later and Higgins gets a call from a hospital in Manchester that they've got a Jamie Tartt admitted with a dislocated shoulder, a broken elbow and maybe a concussion. Remembering what he does know about Jamie's family from the Ghost Fire speech there's no way he's calling Jamie's dad and Jamie isn't close with his mum so it's either leave him to the Man City physios or drive 4 hours up to Manchester to make sure he's ok. For some reason, Higgins picks the 2nd option.
It explores Higgins seeing that Jamie just needs someone in his corner. Jamie determined that he is fine in Manchester and doesn't need a healthy paternal relationship. Higgins determined that he has five sons and he doesn't need another one. And both of them being wrong.
So I've got a few things I'm working out with the fic as a whole:
Do I write it just as Jamie POV or do I jump? So I personally have a soft spot for writing fics with just one narrator because it really allows for full unreliable narrator but then you are constrained to things that character is seeing. On the other hand if I build in other characters then you get the full picture. Maybe a few Higgins POV chapters and seeing his internal monologue as he somehow ends up basically adopting another child, Rebecca or Ted POV as they work out that Higgins is 100% hiding something with them. Etc. So yeah, I haven't worked it out yet.
Do I post all in one go or in chapters? So I am going to write this fic in chapters because I feels like it just falls that way. It's going to cover a long time period so breaking it down feels right. BUT do I then post when I have a chapter done or wait until they are all done and then post them. On one hand I am so motivated by praise and comments and kudos so posting and getting a positive response will help keep motivation. But on the other hand when I post my brain tends to go, "oh it's posted so I can take a break on that fic" and then I do and it takes forever to get the subsequent chapters out.
Does Jamie end up back at Richmond? So spoilers but in this fic he doesn't go on LCA. This is set about the time he would be signing up for LCA and so he gets affectionately kidnapped by Higgins instead which does mean he doesn't implode his career. He's not going back to Manchester but that doesn't mean only Richmond and that doesn't mean that when his arm heals he'll go back to football. He's going to be in a far healthier place than in canon. So what does he do ... I don't know yet!
How does Dad!Higgins react when brought face to face with James Tartt Sr. This is a confrontation I am looking forward to writing but I also have no clue what it is going to look like lol.
And for dealing with my rambles here's another little sneak peak from a potential Higgins POV:
“But just look at him Leslie. You told me all about him but just look at him,” Julie muttered, tears in her voice as she turned Higgins around to peer into the living room. The end credits of Midsommer Murders were rolling but there was no one awake to switch the channel. Jamie was sprawled out on the settee. His head was pressed against the arm in a way that would give him a crick in his neck when he woke up. His injured arm and shoulder were trapped and propped up in the way the doctor had advised. His breath was whistling softly and his face looked free and unburdened for the first time in the time Higgins had known him. His good arm was buried, mid scratch, on William Shakespaw’s back. The dog was perfectly still, content, looking up at Higgins with tongue lolling as if to say “the human has fallen asleep on me therefore I cannot move until he wakes.”
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toph3r-marshmell00w · 7 months
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theemporium · 1 year
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[0.8k] tangled lights, glass ornaments and christmas memories in the making as you spend the holiday with the marauders.
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“Sirius, put the tinsel down!” 
“But it looks good on me, love.” 
“Yeah, and I am sure it will look so pretty when I strangle you with it.” 
“Ouch, so testy for the festive season.”
A snort could be heard from somewhere behind you both.
The marauders were undoubtedly a handful to deal with, and you had known that for many, many years. From your first year when a wild curled James settled into the seat next to you, thrusting his hand out to you and slipping his name in between his rambles with Sirius and Remus quickly settling on the other side of you—to now, where the lot of you stood in the Potter Manor living room with boxes of decorations and one job given by Euphemia Potter to have the tree decorated before she returned. 
As it would turn out, decorating the tree with three overgrown children was much more difficult than you had convinced yourself it would be. 
James was put in charge of sorting out the baubles which only resulted in him throwing around the glass ornaments because he enjoyed the way your eyes went wide and the way you gasped as you yelled at him not to smash them. 
“Relax, sweetheart, I’m a high performance athlete! I won’t drop ‘em!” 
Sirius was in charge of detangling the lights and tinsel so you could work on the frame of the tree. However, the boy seemed more interested in messing around, creating lassos and chucking chunks of tangled tinsel across the room. 
“It adds character to the room, love!”
Remus had been standing by your side, taking on the role to actually decorate the tree along with you. However, the tall boy was more preoccupied by snickering at James’ antics or Sirius’ bad jokes, and didn’t seem to take the job as seriously as you were. 
“It’s just a tree, darling, calm down.” 
The boys were driving you mad and your patience was wearing thin.
“Aw, don’t pout,” Sirius murmured as he settled into the spot next to you on the couch, his arm thrown around the back and his lips jutted out to match your own. “Gonna give yourself wrinkles.” 
“Sod off, Pads,” you muttered as you slapped his hand away when he reached for you. 
He frowned. “You’re not actually mad, are you?”
“I–” you let out a heavy sigh, slumping against the couch with your fingers twiddling the hem of your skirt. “No, not really.”
“We’re just messin’ about, sweets,” this time it was James who spoke as he settled on the other side of you. “Just playing around.” 
“It’s just…this is…” you paused for a moment, the heat of embarrassment crawling up your neck and cheeks as the muffled response passed your lips. “It’s our first Christmas…”
“Together?” Remus prompted.
You huffed out. “Well, when you say it like that, it sounds stupid.” 
“It’s not stupid, sweetheart, not at all,” James assured you and wasted no time in pulling you to his side, your face nuzzled into his chest. “It’s cute, really.” 
“Gettin’ all soft on us,” Sirius teased, tugging on the soft sweater of his you had slipped on over your shirt when you were complaining about how cold it was.
“C’mon, we’ll do it how you want it,” Remus said with a soft smile on his lips. “Promise we will behave.” 
And then Sirius added with a cheeky grin. “We’ll be your good boys.” 
Rolling your eyes and shoving the boy’s shoulder, you stood up from your spot on the couch and turned to look at each of them. 
“I promise I didn’t mean to feel like a stick in the mud, I just—” 
“Never,” Remus said as he reached out for you, his large hand engulfing yours as he tugged you closer to the tree. “Now, are we thinking white or multicoloured lights?” 
Your nose scrunched up in disgust. “If you say anything but white, we are gonna have to reevaluate this whole thing.”
That was how Euphemia Potter found you as she entered the house, shaking off the snow from her boots and coat as she walked through the front door. She followed the sounds of bright laughter and yule carols, finding the sight of Sirius on Remus’ shoulders as he tried to straighten the angel at the top of the tree. 
“A little more to the left!” 
“Love, c’mon, I’m sure it looks fine.” 
“I’m not having a wonky angel, Sirius.”
“It gives the tree some character.” 
“Just a little more—no, your other left!” 
“Which left is that?!” 
Euphemia smiled warmly at the sight, a hand on her chest as she watched her son and the group of kids who she had grown to love like her own. There weren’t many things she ever asked for during the holiday season, but seeing the smile on their faces was more than enough for her.
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gracelesslady23 · 11 months
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em!!! sirius turned girl AU pls 🥺 i know i’ve read snippets before but i’m absolutely obsessed
hfkjshdfkhs thank you so much Pen! I am so pleased you still remember this little fic <3
“I’ve heard stories about – and erm, I could, erm – use my tongue on you, down there,” James said haltingly, nodding to Sirius’s pyjama clad lap.
Sirius blinked at him.
“I don’t have to,” James added quickly. “I haven’t ever… you know, before, I know its probably a rather intimate, erm…”
“No,” Sirius said, cutting across James’s awkward rambling. “No, I mean, yes I think I would like that.”
“Oh, alright,” James said, already he felt almost sick with anticipation. He’d barely even been allowed to kiss a girl before and now he was being given permission to the press his mouth against the most intimate part of the most beautiful girl he’d ever seen…
Sirius shimmied out of her oversized pyjama bottoms. James swallowed back another wave of arousal at newly exposed perfect skin. Her slender legs seemingly extending for miles, her hips rounded softly before narrowing to a slender waist.
There was only one tiny piece of clothing left on her. Seemingly, without permission, James’s eyes rested on her pretty red panties, the sight snatching the air from James’ lungs. Merlin knew where Sirius had managed to get such perfectly fitting female underwear on such short notice, but James appreciated the ingenuity.
The pants were simple in design, but in the same fiery red as the Gryffindor colours. In fact, on closer investigation, James couldn’t help but notice, they featured a very familiar, delicate golden stripe through them. Almost too similar to parts of the Gryffindor uniform.
“Did you transfigure those?” James asked.
Sirius grinned wickedly. “From a Gryffindor tie.”
“Right,” James said weakly.
“If it helps,” Sirius said, leaning close so her lips brushed against James’s ear. “I couldn’t find my spare tie, so I used one of yours to make them.”
“How would that help, after what I just told you?” James growled, pressing down on his hard on as it throbbed threateningly at this disgustingly appealing little titbit.
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official-e-money · 13 days
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I miss james
he's sleeping
he's poorly
I want to kiss him
i don't care if I get sick
I just want to make him feel better
S I G H
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reikunrei · 4 months
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If Vecna is Brenner and Brenner is behind everything, henward is completely innocent, then what's the point of henward's character(s)? Doesn't that make him more of a plot device than a character at this point? Just someone there to be abused and then be merged with the true big bag for some reason and drive the plot forward, with 0 agency of his own
This is by no means hate to your theory, it makes a lot of sense, I'm just not enjoying where they seem to be taking this, all this importance given to vecna and henry, only for them to turn out to be complete puppets to Brenner. it's fun in a sci fi way I guess, but from a narrative/character development standpoint? I don't like it at all
I'm definitely not to one to come to for in-depth questions/concerns like this so I recommend checking out @henrysglock and @aemiron-main who have both spoken extensively about Brenner being the "real" big bad and what that does for Henward as a character, so if you haven't read their posts, I recommend going spelunking over there.
However, the whole point then of Henward's character, at least in this conversation, is that he has this ability that Brenner doesn't. Without Henward, Brenner wouldn't be able to be the biggest bad there ever was, so to speak. Speaking directly to that Time Lord/Two Hearts post I made, basically what I'm saying is that there's a possibility that Brenner became Vecna, but he was only able to do that because of Henward and his powers/altered blood, which may even still be specific to him and not to any of the other kids that were "made" using "Henry" and his blood. I'd say that makes Henward pretty damn important to the story and not just someone to be abused.
(Which this gets into an interesting conversation that I left out of that post because it would have sent me on another rambling tangent, where there are several times where Time Lords are made but they're not "true" Time Lords. Like, there's a whole episode in season 3 I think? Where the Doctor has a daughter named Jenny who was made from him but isn't a true Time Lord/has some of their abilities but not all of them/not exactly the same).
Everything that's happened in the series is because of Henward, even if it wasn't his choice through and through. He can be a character and a plot device at the same time (I'd argue that all characters are plot devices anyway but w/e). I mean, the guy's been haunting the narrative and driving the story this whole time.
Also, Henward very much does have agency of his own. After all, "Henry" did still choose to kill Virginia/allow the Shadow to kill her. And ultimately, then continuing off of my thoughts I posited in that post and what James and Em have spoken about before, Henward also has agency in what he's doing to help our protagonists. James is cooking up some posts about that right now, so stay tuned for that, but Henward isn't just sitting there. He's actively fighting against the Shadow in TFS and, most likely, is actively fighting against Vecna, the hive mind, and the MF by giving our protagonists information (ie. the lights in st1 most definitely barely being Will, but some of them being helpful enough that it has to be someone on the inside trying to help).
As for your personal feelings on it, I can't speak to that! You're fair to have those feelings/not like that direction, but I'm just working with what the show is giving me and what my friends have also noticed throughout the show. Will it happen exactly like I said in my post? Likely not! It's just something that gives me pause and makes me look at everything and go.... huh... that's interesting.
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James Potter would have 100% of had a childhood dog like a German shepherd or something which went everywhere he went until he went to Hogwarts and 11 yo James would have 100% sent letters from Hogwarts to the dog cause he missed it 🥺
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freeman's mind notes part 7, e31-35
e31
microbiologists and missiles go together I don't know what he means
has learned missile launches are very simple to perform. Single button.
"EEEAAAHHHHH"
"blehblblbhe!" "menmeh?"
sniper round left a crater in the suit :(
TRIPMINES BAYBE
comes to the conclusion that if he kills dozens of people it'll be impossible to pin the blame on him. I think that'd work. I've heard a story like that before.
this is the worst subway in the world
"never fired a gun" sir???? how are you handling the guns you HAVE this well. Dude.
but yeah Gordon's background is pretty clean
this is a FAMILY military silo
knows a lot about spree killers. true crime fan??
LEECH PANIC
running a secret challenge here where I only breathe when he's above water. Not too tough but fun
return of the panicked underwater mumbling
looks less like he's swimming and more like he's pushing off the bottom of the floor
definitely got water in his lungs
"BLAHHHH."
e32
air is good! working relationship with it!
worms are NOT conducive to good business
don't panic, don't panic... PANIC
breathed in water again.
He's wet.
needs snacks so bad. States multiple times that he's hungry
wouldn't care if he were working for a James Bond villain company
used to show up to class drunk in grad school. Med student roommate. Would purge the worst of the side effects overnight with an IV of saline
uninterested at the tranq gun until he realizes he could get high off of it
"these are crazy times B)"
single pistol shot. He killed the shark. Truly.
xylazine :( can't get high off it
dropped into water unexpectedly, choked by a barnacle, dropped again. No breath
has read or at least is reasonably familiar with Moby Dick
WHISTLING YEAH
underwater humming
plans to hide from the government in a Dallas night club
e33
shrugs off the idea of killing barnacles because of how much blood they'd puke up
bets janitors survive more than any other employee
smells like mildew down there :(
a bit disturbed at how little the opposing armies are fighting
roleplays as a few other people talking out his options. Readies my System Beam. Knox and MacIntyre. And their CO.
the suit is indeed not designed for swimming. It's waterlogged :(
he is the Bruce Lee of physics
the SNOT MONSTERS are multiplying
ahhh yeah the eternal search for funding
gman.... Not sighting! I know he's here though.
would've liked to freak people out with a dead pig with a lab coat in the crushers
worried about things teleporting inside of him
has seen The Fly
broke a computer. Oops.
error 482, someone shot the server with a 12-gauge
knows Spanish. Assumes some random guy standing around speaks it primarily
incredibly bothered by being covered in tracking devices
the guy who told him about the devices gets to live
e34
his options are keeping the suit on or... Stripping down, he says? he doesn't mind walking around naked, he says..?
not stripping in front of the scientist
10 kelvin jegus
mumbles the entire time he's in the freezer until he gets to warm pipes
the aliens are Not from a swamp planet. They're fine in the freezer
outworlders... He's simulating specism right now
obviously doesn't think the guard before the assassin room actually killed himself. Dodges to the side, hears a silenced gunshot
Grimms tales... Don't include sniper fairies
you are NOT thinking like a ninja
no one is ever ready for ninjas- aye he says the same thing
you're not going to lift that door, Freeman.
times going quick!
funny noise as he moves the surface access lever
starting to like the bright orange HEV. Means people shoot at it instead of his head
makes a final wheeze before passing out
complains as he's being carried off about people plotting to kill him. Laughs with em though
e35
new intro. Cafeteria from Office Complex.
rambling like he's giving a lecture about physics as he wakes up
SO disoriented. Head injury. Brain damage?
actually sounds pretty chill
wants alcohol. Seems to prefer bourbon.
seems to just be creating memories wholesale here
not the first time he woke up in a trash compactor
alliteration :>
doesn't have a BIT of the last couple days
last time he woke up this disoriented was in Austria. He was missing his clothes for a bit until he could make new ones from garbage bags.
calls a headcrab a cockroach
used to watch national geographic
seems genuinely a bit concerned at seeing a corpse
wants to get back to the lab :(
sick air... Pogo stick jetpack combo
silly little jingle
tad winded from falling into the elevator
intends to sell the guards ammo back to him
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Send me a url and I'll write some positivity for it.
@ivory-paragon
consider this a fuckin duel answer of multi-positivity goodness cause im gonna sperge over u both like some weird stalker who admires your shit from afar but is too terrible ( lazy? overworked and not around enough? idk lets ignore the fine deets ) to interact more ( as much as id love to shhhh )
SO firstly;
james aka my boy rufus - heid's boy rufus? lmao, probs not. everytime i see james on my dash, i see the fuckin' king you know what i mean? i see a passion that is inspiring, a love for the character that spans decades (im pretty certain, how long is a decade?) in a strange way, james' portrayal / love for rufus makes me feel nostalgia. i have flashbacks to advent children being realised, i remember my sister ( i wonder if she'll see this she follows me lol ) fawning over rufus in the og. it's a cosy feeling. like watching toonami or playing dirge of cerberus, i feel snuggly.
that's a weird way to describe somebody and their portrayal - but i hope it makes some sense. it's a warm, comforting feeling. i can see the appreciation for the original source material in james' portrayal and writing whilst also seeing a nice blend / respect for the newer stuff / way that rufus is written now. i know a fair few people who write with james and whenever i see the threads appear on my dash - they're the sort that i stop and read. i find james' take on rufus interesting and intrigueing, and it makes me really think about how my heid and his rufus would interact. i know that i could get something there that wouldnt be a 'typical' kinda ship. yknow? it would be something complex, potentially dark but also not without the family(sorta) aspect that comes from the shinra line & heidegger.
another thing i wanna note here in my admiration towards james is the two of yous interactions / the entire scenario that you've shaped around rufus/cloud's relationships. i find your combined passion admirable and it's very clear, i think, to anybody on the dash that the two of you have a lot of chemistry when it comes to writing. it's the kind of writing partnership a lot of rpers dream of; i love that.
@spec-b
AS FOR YOU, i know you didn't send this in for your url but fuggit, im a rebel, a bad boy -
you know i'm an absolute grade a simp for anybody appreciative of the og. for anybody willing to give it a shot ( too many turn their noses up at the older graphics ) and anybody who actually runs with it, admires and appreciates it. you do that. you not only appreciate it - but you do it justice. you insert the nuances both suggested and outright shown in the original into your portrayal and i see 'em - i see you doing it, goddamn i admire it.
it's so refreshing being able to actually reccomend something as silly as new threat to someone and see them play it, enjoy it - have fun and speak about it with such a passion / joy. it's so refreshing and so, so lovely to see. i know that if i threw up some headcanon garble to you about how heid is fearful of the north crater because in the og, he doesn't leave the highway - you'd GET IT. like, i know you'd probably see my silly ramble and understand it because your passion for the original game is as prominent ( if not more so ) than my own love for it.
i adore the depth you give cloud that he had in the original; i love that you not only play with that depth but also add your own take onto it. you play with things suggested, stuff that could have been canon had the story shifted in a slightly different direction. seeing your both extremely loyal / to-character but also alternative take on cloud is both refreshing and respectful to the original. i admire that a great deal.
i don't write with the two of you anywhere near as much as i'd like to - and that's entirely on me. i'm awful for finding the time to just write these days outside of starter calls or asks but i want you both to know that i really do admire you, i love seeing your stuff on my dash and i appreciate you both hugely as people. keep doing you, keep loving the original, keep loving your characters. you're inspirational and i hope you both know it. <3
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