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❝ before they cry out for their mothers, before they cry out for god, they cry out for me. and I will always come. ❞
— 𝐄𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐞 “𝐖𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐡” 𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫
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SO BEAUTIFUL
author's note. can u tell what i was hyperfixation on when i wrote this?! a cookie for those who answer correctly (emoji) btw this song is one of my faves when it comes to ian :( right after violet crazy and scaredy cat.......... however his whole discography is just mindblowing so its hard to have a 1 fav song ngl <//3
summary. idk man just whipped prince!joshua ...
genre. atla-ish !! its not the main plot but there's mention of element benders lolzies, royal setting (prince!joshu, army general!y/n), situationship/non-established relationship between them
warnings. blood, wounds (kinda descriptive, im sorry), fighting, mention of war and killing people (i mean yn is in army so....), cursing, one suggestive joke but i mean,, it was there like... it was stronger than me..., not a warning but emphasis on fem reader, yn kinda has a breakdown :(
word count. 3878
joshua ran his hand through his hair, letting out a small sigh. he was reading a book but his mind seemed unable to focus as the words and sentences didn’t make sense in his head.
“you’ve been reading this one single page for ten minutes now, your highness” he heard seungkwan’s teasing voice and just looked up at his friend.
“i’m aware of that, seungkwan” joshua mumbled and put the bookmark between the pages, leaving the item on a small table.
he bit his lip and looked outside the window, the sight of mountains bringing him some peace.
joshua’s mind was uneasy due to the late return of his army. and his absence at the battlefield.
the news of victory brought by his right hand and good friend, minghao, definitely caused him to sleep better. but before that, there had been weeks of days filled with stress and anxiety. and now, for unknown reasons the army’s arrival was postponed – and there was no message.
“i’m sure general l/n has everything under control” seungkwan’s voice brought joshua back to reality and he subconsciously smiled upon hearing your last name.
maybe that was the reason why he was constant concern. he was worried about you. no, it wasn’t like he doubted your fighting abilities it’s just… anything could happen on the battle ground. besides, you weren’t a bender. obviously, every caring prince would be worried about his subordinates. the matter was that it was your first serious battle all alone. usually he was there too. or at least seungcheol, who was his father’s military advisor – also very skilled in combat. but due to his injury and the medics sharp warning he wasn’t able to go.
joshua sighed quietly and stood up, lazily walking up to his balcony. the cold air hugged his face, a refreshing breeze filling his lungs.
another cause of his stress was… well, you’re a woman. it’s not like women don’t hold high positions in society and are well respected in the water kingdom but… army was mostly men. who knew if any of the soldiers didn’t cause you trouble.
“i don’t think that the ball is a good idea…” joshua mumbled, tracing shapes on the marble railing.
“whether you like it or not, your mother had already decided. majority of our alliances arrived” seungkwan shrugged and turned around upon the sound of knocking. joshua looked through his shoulder, expectant.
it was minghao.
it must have been good news since he was shining.
“they’re here”
before the prince could pass him in the door, minghao cleared his throat.
“y/n is resting though”
joshua stopped in his tracks, not even realising there's a smile that appeared – dropped now slowly.
“is she hurt?” he asked, worry in his voice. seungkwan closed the balcony door and joined the water kingdom’s prince's side.
“no, no. not as far as i know. she’s just exhausted and needs to prepare for the ball. and the paper work, losses and such… it’d be better if you didn’t bother her” minghao suggested softly. “wonwoo is to your disposal though”
wonwoo, the lieutenant general. that’s fine, he’ll just ask about you.
joshua nodded and left in silence. seungkwan and minghao exchanged playful looks.
joshua could not sit still. his mother sent him numerous looks but his eyes weren’t focused at her at all. he scanned the crowd in search of you.
his mother was oh so kind to postpone the ball to the next day, letting the soldiers rest. as he noticed, most of them made it. you surely would be here too, right? you were the general after all.
then it struck him like thunder.
there you were, in the midst of people. a flowy, light blue dress on your body gently falling onto the floor. he knew you got the access to the best sewers in the kingdom but this time… your dress really reminded him of water. maybe it was the silver linings in it? or just the lightness of the fabric? either way, you looked angelic. and with your hair loose, falling like waterfalls on your shoulders.
as the great warrior you were, you sensed his gaze on you. sending him a small smile, looking from above your companion’s shoulder, joshua sighed dreamily.
your lips moved and then you walked past the man you talked to, stepping directly into joshua’s direction. he cleared his throat, his sight on you.
“my queen” you hummed and bowed gently to his mother first, then you held eye contact with him with another bow “my prince”
“general l/n, you’re truly the shining star of our army. we’ve heard the tales and i must say, i admire your vigour and dedication” his mother said. you bowed again.
“thank you, my queen. i’m proud i can serve our country” you nodded, smiling gently. joshua adored your face, not being able to get enough of it. especially after your three-months long absence.
“mother if you don’t mind, you’ll hear the stories later. now i’m going to kidnap general l/n for a minute”
before you knew it, his hand tenderly interlocked with yours as he lead you to the dance floor. landing in the middle, below the silver chandelier that lit up your face in the prettiest ways possible, the prince placed a feather-light kiss atop of your hand.
the music started, the royal sounds of cello and violins ripping through air; joshua led the dance, his ebony eyes scanning your face. his features were overtaken by the look of how much he missed you, you could tell it by his eyes only. the soft curve of his smile made your heart melt, fingers brushing against his neck.
“so beautiful” he hummed deeply, heart almost aching with joy. why was it like this? he thought he thought it through but now he was just confused; why does his heart hurt when you’re finally within his reach?
”so, so beautiful” joshua repeated, daring to glance at your lips “i missed you dearly”
you huffed, letting him sway to the rhythm of music. because he was an excellent water bender, he was one with the flow – whether it was his element or music. he guided you through the sounds of instruments, which made you emotional. hearing the sound of them after months away from your homeland…
“aren’t you tired? are you fine?” joshua asked, care in his voice. he had you so close yet so far. in his arms but unable to caress your cheek or kiss your lips.
you shook your head, scanning his face. maybe you missed him too, after all.
“i’m perfectly fine now” you whispered and his look was more expressive than words; he understood what you meant: you missed him too.
the melody came to a halt and it was like a string snapped in front of your eyes, the sudden sound of chatter making you go back to reality.
“i’m sure there’s plenty of young ladies willing to dance with you. i shall not keep you busy” you said. joshua opened his mouth, protesting.
“let’s take a trip down a darker place, the garden has really improved when you were absent” he almost whined, begging with his eyes so you’d spare him even a mere moment alone.
suddenly, wonwoo approached you. he leaned in to whisper something in your ear, concern on his face. you nodded, features getting colder than snow blasting in the harshest of winters. he knew that look, it meant trouble; it meant an approaching threat.
“i’d be more than willing to. however, there happened to be an urgent matter that needs to be taken care of. i…” you hesitated and sent a look to wonwoo. he understood since he left right away. only then quiet words left your mouth “i’ll meet you in your chamber later, shu”
his heart skipped a beat, nodding. his eyes followed your figure, finally at peace that you’re back.
an outsider would never think that you’re a general, one of the skillest people in the kingdom when it came to combat. whilst being a non-bender, which was quite impressive. you were just so… flowy, glowing and gentle. oh, gentle you truly were…
“...the fuck you mean we had a tail?” you hissed, poking wonwoo’s chest and then taking a deep sigh “well fuck me, that’s just fucking great!”
“i bet your highness would want to do that” wonwoo cleared his throat, your hand slapping his arm in an instant.
“lieutenant general jeon, i ask you to behave accordingly to the situation. there is a risk of coup, the life of the royal bloodline is on the line and you dare to make a joke?” you said coldly, making wonwoo shiver. then, you suddenly snickered “i do admire your timing though. and now tell me more”
you and wonwoo were close, it’s not like it was out of his manner to joke like this. but the fact that there might be a spy in the castle right now…
“chan came across the traces and him and others made an assumption we’re followed by an fire nation soldier who survived the battle” wonwoo gave you the details.
your light dress rustled on the late afternoon wind, breeze running through its fabric. you closed our eyes, fingers tightening on the marble railing of a terrace.
there were two choices in this situation: announce there might be a spy and transport the royal family into a guarded place, which may result in panic and rumours spreading (including those about your incompetence). however, the spy might run off or give in. the second option: stay silent and don’t let anyone suspect a thing, take care of the spy with your own hands. risks: people getting hurt, especially the king or queen. or prince.
“do we know where they might be now?” you asked, looking through your shoulder at the crowded ballroom. chatter, dancing, music… people living to the fullest. and joshua being there too.
“we do have suspicions that they might be nearby, we found some traces near your… your, um, house” wonwoo answered, your eyes shifting.
“so they want me, huh?” you sighed. that was far better than the royals getting hurt. staring at the sunset, a wide palette of oranges and yellows melting into one, you nodded. “inform the guards, keep an eye on any suspicious activity. i’ll go check if they’re still around my place. report immediately if anything happens”
“yes, general” wonwoo saluted and walked away, feeling the breath of urgency on his neck.
adoring the sunset for a little longer, watching it morph into a navy night sky; you decided to go before it got too dark.
joshua was walking around his chamber, footsteps echoing due to the largeness of it. it was past midnight, almost 6 hours since you left the ballroom… did you change your mind? you didn’t want to come?
he let out a deep sigh, plopping on his bed and staring at the book he was reading.
joshua was a prince and enjoyed literature, he has read countless and countless books and genres. he especially found an interest in old romance but all of them had a similar scheme when it came to relationships: the woman was the one to be head over heels whipped for the guy. she’d blush when someone mentioned his name, she’d miss him dearly when he’s on his adventurous voyages, she’d dream of him even in her sleep. he never read a book with an opposite order of things. and yet… here he was, waiting for you like a lost puppy. while his heart sought after you, his mind was worried about your wellbeing during your army shenanigans, he longed to hear, see or touch you even for a mere moment longer.
huffing like an displeased child, he laid on the bed. if you come, you come. and he’ll be asleep. that way, you’ll know he doesn’t cares that deeply—
knock knock. knock knock knock knock.
joshua frowned, sitting up. it could be you but… it wasn’t your usual knock.
the door opened with a quiet creak. you were leaning against the doorframe , upper body leaning forward with hair falling on your face.
“took you long enough” joshua mumbled and stood up, when you suddenly started sliding down the doorframe lifelessly. he ran up to you, kneeling down and grabbing your hands. frighteningly cold hands “what’s wrong?”
his voice remained strong unlike his heart. you gathered all your willpower and raised your head, fighting the dropping eyelids.
“my back…” you croaked out, leaning forward but only ending up in his embrace.
he did not image your reunion like that.
joshua gently moved his hands to your back and his fingers met with something… sticky…? the flowy material of your dress was ripped, the warmth of the liquid contrasting with the low temperature of your body.
“y/n, what happened?” he asked, voice stern yet revealing a hint of worry.
“i’ll explain later just… help me, shu. please” you breathed out, the air tickling his neck. joshua gulped, his adam’s apple bobbing, and he grabbed you in bridal style.
placing you on his queen sized bed, rolling gently to the side, his mind was racing with thoughts. what happened? were you attacked? was it a fresh wound?
“i’ll rip the dress, only on the back. i apologize, ill buy you thousands of new ones just… breathe for me, alright?” he stuttered, putting on some light.
only then his eyes saw how serious was your wound. he took a sharp inhale, throat going dry.
there was a deep wound going across your back, left arm to almost the side of your right hip. it looked like a sword left such a mark.
joshua quickly opened the handy tap he had in his chamber and didn’t bother to pour it into bowl.
he bent water straight from the tap, focusing deeply. trying to connect with his inner peace and energy but his rapid heartbeat seemed to disturb him too much.
“focus, jisoo” he grunted to himself, slender fingers shaking “y/n, talk to me. you need to stay conscious”
“won’t talking take my oxygen that i desperately need–” you started.
“yeah, you’re right. be quiet” he scoffed, trying to light up the mood. then he moved his hands slowly from the beginning to your wound to the end of it. very slowly, surely. still like water, his palms flat but fingers directing the stream of liquid. you groaned, curling your back.
it wasn’t the first time joshua was patching you up but it definitely was the first time he knew it’s dead serious… and seeing you in such pain.
another thing was that at the back of his mind there was a sprouting thought that he won’t be able to close the wound completely. not with his heart all over the place.
joshua took a deep breath, focusing on the element flowing through his body. not on you… in pain… bleeding out on his bed…
“’m sorry”
at first, he didn’t hear it. only when he heard a sob, he realized that it’s you.
“hey, no. don’t apologize, that’s an order. it’s a deep wound, i know it hurts but im trying my best and we’ll talk it out later.
inch by inch, millimetre by millimetre, thanks to his healing abilities your skin started clasping the wound. he wasn’t sure which technique to use – layer by layer or pieces at once but the crimson liquid pouring out of your pale back made him chose the first one. which will lead to leaving a scar.
joshua began to feel worn out, despite all the hours of training that prepared him for such situations. but he knew that if he stopped now, you could die.
“shu…” you mumbled, shaking like a leaf. your voice was quiet, weak. he felt time slipping through his fingers.
brows knitting, sweat dripping down his temple, joshua shook his head. despite strength leaving him, he promised himself to restore as much as possible.
you looked through your arm, pearly tears shimmering in the moonlight. joshua’s heart ached, as if someone put a needle right through it.
“i know, i’m sorry but i beg, a few more minutes…” he croaked, feeling lightheaded.
“you’re exhausting yourself, stop it” a whisper escaped your lips “shu, please”
“no, you need to live” he grunted. you frowned and tried to sit up, causing him to gasp “are you insane?”
“give me the bandage and go call the medics. i don’t want you to pass out” you ordered, reaching for his hand.
joshua put the last ounces of water and energy into your body, leaning to close the tap. then, he dug in one of his drawers.
you were still bleeding but far less than when you barged in. he handed you the material and wiped the tears, sweat and blood off your face.
“i’ve got this now. go get some help, please” you sent him a weak smile.
joshua cursed mentally and left quickly. you were probably right.
once he was back with jun, jihoon and seokmin, they took care of you. the oldest one gave you some herbs that would put you to sleep as they worked on your wound. joshua insisted that it all took place inside his chamber.
they were done around 3am, leaving you two alone. the prince managed to get rid of the blood stained duvet and covered you in a blanket that was on his couch.
them, he laid down next to you. the moonlight shone on your pale face, parted lips making an escape for soft snores. your chest was rising up and down a lot more calmly, joshua could feel your energy being more vivid that before. it was stable now, like a steam of water in the woods rather than dried out lake.
“you always have to cause some trouble, huh?” he scoffed and reached his hand out, caressing your cheek gently. even in deep slumber after getting hurt you were so beautiful.
he noticed your brows furrowing and fingers twitching. your breathing sped up, yet you remained asleep. joshua observed you cautiously.
“no… don’t… don’t kill him” you mumbled, shifting in your sleep. his eyes widened, realizing you’re having a nightmare “anyone but… but my shu”
joshua’s heart melted on spot, pleasant warmth flooding his insides.
“you can’t even get a rest, can you?” he huffed and shuffled closer, guiding your head onto his chest. you instantly nuzzled closer, arms instinctively wrapping around his body.
with an uneasy mind, he caressed your hair. your breathing calmed down so he wondered if the nightmare went away.
joshua stuck his gaze into the open window, unable to relax. stars barely shone on the navy horizon, covered by clouds. it seemed like the sky couldn’t sleep either.
upon stirring awake you instantly knew (even without opening your eyes) that you’re in joshua’s bed. it was much more softer than your bed but above all, it had the comfort. you felt warm and secure; cozy in his hold. joshua had his arm wrapped around you, fingers tracing shapes on your skin.
peeking an eye open you noticed he’s holding a book with his other hand, eyes tracking the text.
you wanted to stay like this forever.
then, a stinging pain ran through your back and you trembled, causing him to shift his worried gaze at you. he gasped softly.
“you’re awake” joshua hummed and leaned closer, placing a gentle kiss on your forehead.
you melted because of the gesture, nuzzling further into his neck.
“how do you feel?” he asked, worry in his voice.
“better, much better. thank you, shu. i apologize for the mess i made” you mumbled, resting his palm on his chest. he put his hand over it, caressing your skin.
joshua missed this so much. he missed you.
silence was hanging between you two, an unspoken question of “what happened?” hanging above your head.
“may i see wound?” he asked suddenly. you nodded, your hair tickling his skin.
he helped you sit straight and handed you one of his sleeping cloth to cover the front of your body.
joshua gently moved your hair from your back, his fingertips ghosting over your skin. goosebumps covered your arms.
“you know… you always say i’m so beautiful” you started quietly. joshua hummed in acknowledgment to let you know that he’s listening. then, he shuffled something closer and put it on the bed “but i’m not. i’m so ugly, joshua. my soul is ugly”
“that is not true, y/n” he protested sternly as his delicate fingers worked on removing the bandage. his touches were soft, almost as if he was afraid to touch you.
“i’m a soldier, shu. i hurt people. and yesterday… there was a spy. he sneaked up on me, threatened to kill you. and that triggered me i just… couldn’t bare that thought. and i saw red… he used my distraction and tripped me, slicing in the back” you stuttered, throat going dry “i’m a failure. i almost let him escape, your life was at risk and i couldn’t control my emotions…”
his movement halted for a while, the quietness od the room making your soft pants sound much more louder than you’d like to.
“you are not a failure. you had led our army to victory, several times” joshua resumed and you felt the calming stream of water. then, you felt a soothing sensation spreading over your wound.
joshua was bending to recover your wound, or at least make it heal quicker and more effectively.
“yeah but… i’m a bad person” you mumbled, playing with your fingers.
he stopped bending and put a new bandage over your wound, it still not being clasped fully.
joshua patted your arm and you put his shirt on, turning around.
“you know why i always say you’re so beautiful?” joshua asked and once you faced him, he grabbed your chin gently “obviously i mean your looks too but above all, i treasure your soul. you’re such a pure, dedicated human”
you swallowed, his soft features warming your heart.
“this situation must have made you feel upset and not worthy but you’re so appreciated. my your subordinates, friends… by me. as much as i admire your readiness to sacrifice for me but please, i beg, don’t do it next time” joshua hummed, his thumb moving in soothing manner “i’d rather die myself than live without you”
“don’t say that” you scoffed, shaking your head gently “our country needs a leader”
“and i need you” joshua replied, moving his hands to cup your face “please, y/n. you’re so precious to me… so–“
“if you say beautiful i’ll smack you” you let out a laugh and he couldn’t help but share a smile.
“but it’s true” he grinned and closed the gap between you two, lips crashing on yours. you shared a passionate kiss, a one that lovers after reunion share.
but truth be told, you were like all those lovers in old tales.
and maybe this time, there’s going to be a flawless ending: making it official.
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HEY MINTY i saw you have added call of duty to your list of writings???? can i please request Ghost and "secret kiss" with a female reader??? <3
Ayeeeee Ghost my bbgorl! I got another Ghost with "You don't understand, I would do anything to protect you" so I will mush em together! I also saw one fic have ghost call the reader "sweetness" and it's my new fav so guess you're sweetness now
TW for typical war talk and discussions of war-related violence, cursing, and kissing (smoochie smoochie)
Reblogs and comments are appreciated and preferred.
In the most briefest of words, and in perhaps the least eloquent phrasing, war sucked ass. You cringed as you hobbled across the hallway, your leg still sore. The stitches still stung and, honestly, you should have been resting- but war brought no rest.
You paused long enough to lean on the wall and gingerly pressed a hand to your thigh. The pain meds were really wearing off, and, sadly, you were still a distance away from your bunk. You hummed to yourself, closing your eyes and inhaling to fight off the pain from the still healing cut.
Something in the air moved, shifted. You closed your eyes tighter and tried to ignore the presence, perhaps praying that he would just ignore you.
"Supposed to be on rest, sweetness." The source of the scolding was gruff and dry, only laced with concern.
A chuckle left your lips and you opened your eyes, looking over at Ghost. His arms were crossed and, even with the glaring skull mask, you could tell that the eyes under it were far angrier. "Past your bedtime too, LT."
Somehow, his gaze narrowed more. Dim sparks flew from his eyes. "Not what I fuckin' meant."
Sighing, your head rolled back. There was a moment of deliberation in your head- if you stayed, and argued, you would lose and be forced back into confinement. If you agreed, you would also go back to bedrest. It was, really, a lose-lose situation. A strangled groan left your throat. It was back to the four walls and the thin cot, the painkillers and the thick blanket of boredom. "Fine. I shall return to my suite, LT."
You turned to leave, hiding the wince with a chuckle (and a pitiful one at that). Reluctant weight found it's way to your injured leg and you stifled a groan again, quickly shifting weight to your other leg, desperate to move.
"That injury bad?"
You stiffened, but took a slower step away. "Nope."
Pause. "You sure?"
"Yep." Now, that came out more like a groan than anything else. You managed a couple more steps, cursing the pain medications, the guy who cut you, and your apartment lack of skills in hand to hand combat. "Mental note: I need you to train me more in close combat."
"Not really a mental note if you say it out lout, sweetness."
You aimed your glare straight ahead- Ghosts's large form was next to you, keeping a languid pace, watching you move. "Thanks, Ghost. You're a real pal."
Ghost leaned down, only slightly, voice dropping. "More than a pal, though."
Your gaze narrowed as you looked up at him. An argument began to surface in your mouth, but then he bent down, grabbing you and hoisting you into the air bridal style. "LT!" You yelped, arms flying around his neck. You felt a chuckle in his thick throat as he walked, paces long and confident. "Put me down."
"Nah."
Your wound ached, but less than it had with your weight on it. "Simon Riley. Put me down this instant."
"Negative, Sweetness." Ghost walked calmly, not swayed by your protests, you smacking his shoulder, or your curses. "Can't have you walking on a bad leg."
"Why not?"
His gaze flickered to you, burning. "You know well why."
"In public?" You hissed. The hairs on the back of your neck bristled as he gave a low rumble that resembled a laugh. "Bold today, aren't we." Ghost ducked under the door, shutting it and setting you on the ground. The hand on your back pressed you in, and his free hand moved up and shoved up his mask far enough to reveal the blonde stubble and a set of gritted teeth.
More alone now, Ghost grabbed your face and pulled you in. His chapped mouth landed on yours, your sigh rounding with a soft hum. Your fingers dug into his vest, tightening in the material. He pressed away, exhaling, and you saw his eyes were closed as he leaned his forehead against you. Simon gave a deep breath, mouth parting, and words no longer muffled.
"Fucked me up when I heard you yell out there." Gloved thumbs traced the round of your cheeks, tone uncharacteristically soft.
You pulled back from him and attempted a chuckle, the situation suffocatingly heavy. "Handled it well, though. Got to my handgun quick enough."
Simon's eyes moved from your mouth to your own eyes, meeting them, holding his gaze steady. He commanded attention, and you were certainly no exception. "I should have been closer." Simon tilted his head, gently leaning your chin up with a finger. "You don't understand, sweetness. I would do anything to protect you. Fucker's lucky you killed him before I got there- would have lost his fingers."
You blinked up at him. Ghost was brutal. Blunt. But sometimes, Simon had slightly rounded edges- not soft, but just more gentle. No less threatening to people who hurt his team mates, especially you. "Doesn't mean you failed, you know." Your lips pulled into a frown. "I hope you don't think that."
Simon's own lips twitched into a very slight smile, tugging you in. "Go rest, Sweetness." He pecked you again, then turned away. "I'll come check in on you after tonight. If I find you out of bed and up again, I'll tell Price."
"Oh no." You said, tone short as you sunk onto your cot. You raised your hands, shaking them theatrically. "Whatever shall I do. Do not tell Price. I am so scared."
His eyes flashed at you again. "You'll get put on mess duty, once that leg is better, then."
You suppressed a smile and eased back, stretching your leg out. "Understood, LT."
"Soon as you get better, I'll give you a proper punishment then." Ghost tugged his mask down, but you swore that you managed to catch a smile as he concealed his face and left you alone to recover and rest.
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Hold the Pain, Release Me 6k
Eddie could handle chaos. Large-scale disasters, prioritizing tasks, evaluating risks. He thrived in stressful situations where he could focus on the jobs at hand and push everything else out of the way; it was what made him a good combat medic and firefighter.
But sometimes, after the adrenaline had faded and the faces of those who died appeared inside his head at the most unexpected moment. When he remembered the color of someone’s eyes or the rosary beads clutched in a woman’s hands, the crying of a young girl as she huddled in fear under the mangled remains of a crushed car, or the terrified breathing of a man who’d just wanted to know if his wife was alive—all those details came rushing back. Usually when he was in bed, or alone in the firehouse showers, where the sights and sounds finally caught up to the part of the brain Eddie had turned off.
tagging those who may be interested or might want to share:
@mellaithwen @homerforsure @shyaudacity @spotsandsocks
@exhuastedpigeon @eddiebabygirldiaz @cafecitoeddie @tizniz
@andavs @goddess47 @the-likesofus @steadfastsaturnsrings
@fleurdebeton @verylazyanimal @operationbigskye @elvensorceress
@hippolotamus @tailoredshirt
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Tf2 mercs vs the original fnaf animatronics in unarmed combat
The animatronics are huge ass idk 7 ft tall 300lb hunks of metal. I dont know what 300 lbs is in kg but it sounds like a lot
Cw for lots of swearing and the fact i proofread this once and once only
Scout would fucking die
Soldier is fucking insane the animatronics dont stand a chance. He also canonically got his hand chopped off and was fine i think he'd somehow survive even if he was springlocked
Pyro befriends the souls of the children and prevents the entire lore from happening fuck you william
Heavy and the animatronics get paired in a pretty even matchup they do pretty good damage to each other i aint gonna lie. Heavys p smart tho so i reckon he'd win. Lets go bear power (not freddy)
Demoman doesnt even need to fight the animatronics hed slip and fall crack his damn skull open or like hallucinate the dead children and solve the lore like pyro
Engineer wins he'd install guns in freddy or some shit. Turns the robots into funky little kids like mimi sentry and they can live like normal kids again
Sniper screams cries get killed. Im sorry hes literally one of my favs but he'd 100% be like "the fuck is this" then get his neck snapped
Medic wins using home alone style traps he lures them and immobilizes them and then implants their souls into different vessels for the kids to live a much cooler life
Spy dies tf is that little butterfly knife gonna do to a robot that doesnt bleed
#tf2#scout tf2#soldier tf2#pyro tf2#heavy tf2#demoman tf2#engineer tf2#medic tf2#spy tf2#sniper tf2#fnaf
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hey guys wassup
Im still in mexico till the 4th of Jan
This time, I got something different
I got some music recommendations !!
These are jst some bands/ artists that i LOVE
Maybe you'll like them too?? idk up to u if u decide to listen
Ill also include a few fav songs from them :D
enjoy !!
Usurp Synapse (band)
The Main Ingredient, We Shoot From The Hip, Wrist, Meet Razor
Ken Ashcorp (artist)
Absolute Territory, Pipkin Pippa You Absolutely Need To Take Your Medication..., Touch Fluffy Tail
Modern Baseball/MOBO (band)
Going To Bed Now, Your Graduation, The Trash Particle
Old Gray (band)
Wolves, Everything Is In Your Hands, Six Years, Her Tongue Was Tattooed To The Back Of Her Teeth
The Arrogant Sons Of Bitches/ASOB (band)
*they only have 1 album (on spotify), and each song in the album transitions to the other, but some notable ones IMO are:* Kill The President, The Last Bell I Will Ever Hear, 1-800-Alarm-Me, Have Fun Rotting By Yourself
Combat Wounded Veteran (band)
I Talk, You Listen, Assasination Attempt Pt.2, I Gotta Slingshot, Wanna Get Hurt?
Weezer (band)
Island in the Sun,Undone--The Sweater Song- Kitchen Tape Demo, Pink Triangle, Euology For A Rock Band
Descendents (band)
Good Good Things, Coffee Mug, Pervert, Everything Sux
Mindless Self Indulgence/MSI (band)
I Hate Jimmy Page, Kill The Rock, Evening Wear, 1989
Circle Jerks (band)
World Up My Ass, Deny Everything, Put A Little Love In Your Heart
RANDOM SONGS ALERTTT RAHHHHHHHHH🔥🔥🗣️🗣️🗣️👻👻👻👻
My Confession - Dan Salvato
POV: I OLLIE OVER YOUR GRAVE! - ISSBROKIE
Bluetooth Vape- Tiger Bike
Assmilk - Tyler, The Creator/ Earl
Nazi Punks Fuck Off - Dead Kennedys
Hate Grows Stronger - Grief
- 12/28/23 2:29 AM
#music recommendation#descendents#modern baseball#old gray#usurp synapse#msi band#weezer#ken ashcorp
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Bold the facts - ginger edition
tagged by @ezra-trait tysm bestie!!
i already did my fav girl elvene so now it’s gingers turn because i’m having so much fun developing their story and lore (also just a reminder ginger goes by they/them!)
[personal]
💰finance: wealthy / moderate / poor / in poverty
🩹medical: fit / moderate / sickly / disabled / disadvantaged / non applicable
👑class or caste: upper / middle / working / unsure / other
📚education: qualified (they studied art at university!) / unqualified / studying / other
🚨criminal record: yes, for major charges / yes for minor charges / no / has committed crimes but not caught yet / yes, but charges were dismissed
[family]
👶children: has a child or children / has no children / wants children
👨👩👧relationship with family: close with siblings / not close with siblings / has no siblings / siblings are deceased
🏡affiliation: orphaned / adopted / disowned / raised by birth parents / not applicable
[traits and tendencies]
🥕extroverted / introverted / in between
🥕disorganised / organised / in between
🥕close minded / open minded / in between
🥕cautious / reckless / in between
🥕patient / impatient / in between
🥕outspoken / reserved / in between
🥕leader / follower / in between
🥕empathetic / vicious bastard / in between
🥕optimistic / pessimistic / in between
🥕traditional / modern / in between
🥕hard working / lazy / in between
🥕cultured / uncultured / in between
🥕loyal / disloyal / unknown
🥕faithful / unfaithful / unknown
[beliefs]
✝️faith: monotheist / polytheist / atheist / agnostic / spiritual
👻believe in spirits or ghosts: yes / no / don’t know / don’t care
💀belief in afterlife: yes / no / don’t know / don’t care
🦋belief in reincarnation: yes / no / don’t know / don’t care
👽belief in aliens: yes / no / don’t know / don’t care
✝️religion: orthodox / liberal / in between / not religious
[sexuality and romantic interest]
❤️sexuality: heterosexual / homosexual (lesbian) / bisexual / pansexual / asexual
❤️sex: sex repulsed / sex neutral / sex favourable / naive and clueless
❤️romance: romance repulsed / romance neutral / romance favourable / naive and clueless / romance suspicious
❤️sexually: adventurous / experienced / inexperienced / naive / curious
⚧️potential sexual partners: male / female / agender / other / none / all
⚧️potential romantic partners: male / female / agender / other / none / all
[abilities]
🏹combat skills: excellent / good / moderate / poor / none
📖literacy skills: excellent / good / moderate / poor / none
🎨artistic skill: excellent / good / moderate / poor / none
🪛technical skill: excellent / good / moderate (probably from having to repair their crappy furniture) / poor / none
[habits]
🍺drinking alcohol: never / special occasion / sometimes / infrequently / alcoholic
💨smoking: tried it / trying to quit / quit / never / rarely / sometimes / frequently / chain smoker
🍄recreational drugs: never / special occasion / sometimes / infrequently/ addict
💊medical drugs: never / no longer need / some medication needed / frequently / to excess
🍔unhealthy food: never / special occasion / sometimes / frequently / binge eater
🛍️splurge spending: never / sometimes / frequently (you don’t even wanna know how much they spend on video games and ghibli merch) / shopaholic
♠️gambling: never (unless you count the poker game with luigi which they always end up loosing at) / rarely / sometimes / frequently / compulsive gambler
i love doing these they’re always so much fun so thank you for tagging me once again bestie! again i’m not sure who’s already done this so whoever is reading this i’m tagging you, go talk about your ocs, be free!
#i’m still developing their story#but yeah this was a lot of fun i love them so so much#ty for the tag again as you guys know i’m always up to talk about my sillies#max’s thoughts#my ocs#sim: ginger chip
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i felt like doing something so imma do this for the month! i’ll put all my answers below the cut because it’ll probably get quite long lol
1. Postural Orthostatic Tachycardia Syndrome (aka POTS)
2. well, it’s pretty complicated 😭 i’ve had some symptoms for probably like a year, but around late april/early may this year i couldn’t even shower or stand up too long from how bad it got. the uk healthcare system is absolute shit though, so even tho i’ve been a&e multiple times and tried to explain how much it’s all been affecting me, i still don’t get to see a cardiologist until february 2024 :( but we’ve ruled out other options of what it could be, and my mum’s cardiologist friend agreed when i said i thought i had POTS, and my GP agrees, and my potsie friends agree so i’m kinda like unofficially diagnosed as of now?
3. relating to the last point, i am not officially diagnosed yet because of the slow asf NHS so yeah :,) but i mean to figure out what i was experiencing was POTS, it did take me like 8 months? but probably around 10 for me to accept the fact that i most likely have it too 😭 an official diagnosis unless i can rack up the money to go private is probably gonna take me like another year at this rate, but hopefully it won’t be that long
4. i have to pick just one? LOL uhh probably the blood pooling! it’s so annoying because especially when im out and about, i can’t be with my legs in the air 24/7 so it’s always bound to happen. compression socks help but only to an extent, and it stops me from doing so muchhhh :( it means that queueing for things and standing for more than a couple minutes is so so much harder, and if i have too much blood pooling in one day then my can legs ache for DAYS after that. it’s so painful and annoying and just aaghhh i hate it
5. on a regular day: i wake up, chug water which i leave by my bed for the mornings, get out of bed slowly and walk downstairs to make breakfast. i chug electrolytes and go for a short dog walk, then come home to do schoolwork and my family make lunch/dinner so i don’t have to stand around too long. i’ll make sure i get any chores done that i can, and i’ll try to chill in the evening
on a bad day/flareup: i wake up a lot later, have my electrolytes with water and only get out of bed when i need to. i’ll do schoolwork from my bed (if i feel well enough to concentrate), and have salty snacks rather than proper meals, unless my family make me anything. i stretch from bed to combat deconditioning, and if i feel decent enough i can have a bath
6. i don’t have access to any specific medication unfortunately, so i currently just manage with painkillers when my chronic pain is extra bitchy + anti-nausea meds when i feel sicky
7. salt sachets (the little ones you get at like mcdonald’s and stuff) to shove in my purse/pocket in case symptoms flare while i’m out, compression garments, electrolyte tablets, and a recliner bed so i can raise my legs more when resting
8. electrolyte drinks!! not the tablets though (i hate the taste of all the tablets except like 1 lol) - my fav is making electrolyte drinks from scratch! at the moment i really love iced lemon water with honey and salt. i also saw smth about this fancy coconut water drink to make so i may try that and it may become my favourite :0
9. salty crackers, salt and vinegar/ready salted crisps, mcdonalds fries (stfu i know these aren’t healthy but they’re my favs 😭), pretzels, nuts
+ my fav foods to dump a bunch of salt on: pasta, veggies and dips (SALTED CUCUMBER IS SO GOOD), pizza, chips, soup, risotto, probs almost anything i eat tbh
10. i’ve only got one pair but i love them so shoutout to my knee-length black compression socks <3
11. i don’t have any 🥲 i really wish i could have a cane or maybe even a rollator but my family make fun of me and i can’t afford one lolsies
12. i try to do some stretching in bed so that i can safely work against deconditioning, keeping very hydrated, trying to stay upstairs as much as possible so i don’t have to suffer my staircase, asking family to make food for me so i can save energy, taking pain meds when needed, having a cold bath (if possible), trying to keep preoccupied with work if i can, but if not i’ll watch movies on my ipad and stuff
fun fact: i wrote this on a flare LOL so oddly fitting and now i’ve already made myself a plan for the next few days!
13. the thing that’s helped me most is accepting that something is wrong and remembering to listen to my body. going through life pretending that i’m perfectly abled and don’t have anything wrong causes much more harm to me than letting myself rest a few days. it definitely isn’t easy though - i still find myself getting stressed over work deadlines don’t get me wrong, but i’d like to think i’m getting better at adapting to things and noticing when a flare is coming on so i can be prepared to take the time for my body to rest.
14. chairs are your best friends now. i steal the chairs/stools from the kitchen table whenever i’m doing chores standing up for more than 30 seconds. compression socks also help! OOH and if you’re using hot water/heated stuff and struggle with temperature dysreg, i usually grab myself a cup of ice to munch on or an icepack to hold on my chest so that i don’t overheat :)
15. i’m afraid i don’t have much input for this as i left school for health reasons 😭 but i suppose keeping hydrated, getting accommodations such as not too many stairs + being allowed to take more days off to rest for flares, compression gear where possible, staying high on sodium + electrolytes, and extended deadlines would be good!
16. i’m gonna sound so silly for this but i love rewatching my comfort stuff. i’ve got my fav youtubers + fav films/series all compiled in a list, and i spin a wheel to decide which one i’m gonna watch! other activities i enjoy though are reading, playing video games, doing goofy quizzes online, chatting with friends, and going on pinterest sprees!
17. leading on from the last prompt, my fav is a marvel movie - tbh all of them bring me so much comfort but my favs are avengers, black widow, loki and any of the thor films <3
18. my main support system is my wonderful boyfriend, kurtis @agere-tomhiddleston-imagines 💚💛 he’s helped me through so much and he’s so supportive of me no matter what, and i love him dearly for that (and how awesome he is in general ofc) <3 other than that, my parents are semi-supportive! they still get things wrong sometimes but overall they’ll help if i need things and they handle all the shitty healthcare workers for me so i truly appreciate them for that 😭🙏 ooh and definitely just the general online community of chronically ill people/potsies!! i love y’all so much 🫶
19. okay i don’t know if this counts because she was an orthodontist rather than a doctor/nurse, but when discussing me getting braces she asked about my medical history and i explained it all but said i haven’t been diagnosed so i understand if she can’t accommodate me. then she said to me, “hun.. just because you don’t have a piece of paper with a few words on it, doesn’t mean you aren’t ill. if you’ve got symptoms but no confirmed cause, you’ve still got the symptoms, and i’m not gonna ignore those unless you want me to” - the validation was so relieving after years of fighting for doctors to listen to me and believe me :,) ❤️
(i’ll update this throughout the month! <3)
#vitassium challenge#potsawareness#chronically ill#dysautonomia#potsie#spoonie#chronic illness#pots syndrome#disabled
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First artwork:
"I've been waiting a LOOOONNNNGGGG TIME FOR THIS! **maniacal laughter**"
A lil’ updated version of the "Surgery" lineart I made for my Robotnik AU project a while ago, also as a gift for the amazingly talented @bunniibones (DrStarline). Of course, this one feature with my top fav OC of theirs, Cyani the Cobra. She’s about to carry out a surgery operation on Scourge the Hedgehog in order to save(?) his life. Also note that Cyani in this AU serve as one of the leaders/chiefs of Medical personnel of the Robotnik empire. Meanwhile, one of her personal assistant, Carmelia, observe the surgical operation from behind.
Second artwork:
A new set of doodles I made for Carmelia who will be one of the major characters in my Robotnik AU related artworks. She's a lady with a mysterious past, currently serves (unwillingly) as a doctor and combat medic for the Robotnik empire and also one of the personal assistants for Cyani the Cobra (DrStarline's OC), one of the leaders/chiefs of medical personnel of the empire who also appear in this artwork.
Notes:
- [Update] My main OC, Zefir, knows her personally and often acts as her protector/guardian for personal reasons. Because of this, among the people she meets and works with in this land of madness and evil, she puts her trust in Zefir more than the others.
- She has a mix feeling with Cyani. While dislike her for several reasons, she also respects her knowledge, wits, and capabilities in general.
- Despite knowing each other personally, she personally HATES Dr. Robotnik/Eggman (Jim Carrey's Eggman) SO MUCH and he knows it (for certain reasons I'll explain in the future). As for this reason, when he has a chance to meet with Cyani or other medical personnels he often (intentionally) shows himself up just get Carmelia's attention. Or even worse, conduct a huge conference or even a direct lunch/dinner meeting with her involved...
- Zefir, Cyani, and Dr Robotnik are one of the few people who actually know Carmelia's past/backgrounds.
#sonic the hedgehog#sth#sonic#archie sonic#sonic archie comics#sonic fanart#sonic archie#cyani the cobra#fan character#sonic original character#sonic fan character#dr robotnik#scourge the hedgehog#mouse girl
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BOLD THE FACTS
I was tagged by @trentonsimblr!! Thank you so much! I'll do Lorraine since she is a main character currently. And this pic of her is one of my favs!! I can't let it be forgotten😭
The Rules are simple! Tag people and name a character you want to know more about! If you want to let the person you tagged decide who to showcase, then don’t name a character and they can pick somebody. Easy! The person who is tagged will then bold the remarks below which apply to their character &, if they want to, include a picture with their reply!
[ PERSONAL ]
$ Financial: wealthy / moderate / poor / in poverty
✚ Medical: fit / moderate / sickly / disabled / disadvantaged / non applicable
✪ Class or Caste: upper / middle / working / unsure / other
✔ Education: qualified / unqualified / studying / other
✖ Criminal Record: yes, for major crimes / yes, for minor crimes / no / has committed crimes, but not caught yet / yes, but charges were dismissed
[ FAMILY ]
◒ Children: had a child or children / has no children / wants children
◑ Relationship with Family: close with sibling(s) / not close with sibling(s) / has no siblings / sibling(s) is deceased
◔ Affiliation: orphaned / adopted / disowned / raised by birth parents / not applicable
[ TRAITS + TENDENCIES ]
♦ extroverted / introverted / in between
♦ disorganized /organized / in between
♦ close minded / open-minded / in between
♦ calm / anxious / in between
♦ disagreeable / agreeable / in between
♦ cautious /reckless / in between
♦ patient / impatient / in between
♦ outspoken / reserved / in between
♦ leader / follower / in between
♦ empathetic / vicious bastard /in between
♦ optimistic / pessimistic / in between
♦ traditional /modern / in between
♦ hard-working / lazy / in between
♦ cultured /uncultured / in between /unknown
♦ loyal / disloyal / unknown
♦ faithful / unfaithful / unknown
[ BELIEFS ]
★ Faith: monotheist / polytheist / atheist / agnostic
☆ Belief in Ghosts or Spirits: yes / no / don’t know / don’t care
✮ Belief in an Afterlife: yes / no / don’t know / don’t care
✯ Belief in Reincarnation: yes / no / don’t know / don’t care
❃ Belief in Aliens: yes / no / don’t know / don’t care
✧ Religious: orthodox / liberal / in between /not religious
❀ Philosophical: yes / no
[ SEXUALITY & ROMANTIC INCLINATION ]
❤ Sexuality: heterosexual / homosexual / bisexual / asexual / pansexual
❥ Sex: sex repulsed / sex neutral / sex favorable / naive and clueless
♥ Romance: romance repulsed / romance neutral / romance favorable / naive and clueless / romance suspicious
❣ Sexually: adventurous / experienced / naive / inexperienced / curious
⚧ Potential Sexual Partners: men / women / other / none / all
⚧ Potential Romantic Partners: men / women / other / none / all
[ ABILITIES ]
☠ Combat Skills: excellent / good /moderate / poor / none
≡ Literacy Skills: excellent / good / moderate / poor / none
✍ Artistic Skills: excellent / good / moderate /poor / none
✂ Technical Skills: excellent / good / moderate / poor / none
[ HABITS ]
☕ Drinking Alcohol: never / special occasions / sometimes / frequently / Alcoholic
☁ Smoking: tried it / trying to quit / quit / never / rarely / sometimes / frequently / Chain-smoker
✿ Recreational Drugs: tried it / never / special occasions / sometimes / frequently / addict
✌ Medicinal Drugs: never / no longer needs medication / some medication needed / frequently / to excess
☻ Unhealthy Food: never / special occasions / sometimes / frequently / binge eater
$ Splurge Spending: never / sometimes / frequently / shopaholic
♣ Gambling: never / rarely / sometimes / frequently / compulsive gambler
I tag @wa-royal-tea, @armoricaroyalty, @theroyalhouseofwindenburg, @miyuzarry, And anyone who might want to. Don't feel pressured to do this if you don't wanna!
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Care for Gaza.
Help Family in gaza
Guide to buying eSims for Palestinians
Donate to the UNRWA
Donate to Medical Aid for Palestinians
Donate to World Food Programme's Palestine Emergency Appeal Donate to Doctors Without Borders org
Donate to Palestine Children's Relief Fund
I will link other stuff here too if i will see it. Keep yourself safe.
I prefer if minors don't interact, since i can reblog suggestive erotic content, nude art, make adult jokes, etc.
feel free to follow if i don't know you, feel free to spam likes, spam reblogs, spam in askbox. you can just randomly offer to tell me about your madcom ocs and gush.
You can also ask about my ocs or interactions with em, or draw them interacting with yours.
My main fandom are Madness combat for now, that's a long fixation.
#my oc #madness combat oc is a tag for my ocs, but it's better to check out my toyhouse or twitter for more, since im not the most active art poster on Tumblr and hide my art from shyness.
Comms: open. Dm for prices. (They start at 8-10$ dollars for sketches and colored doodles.)
Trades: Open. Artists from madcom fandom feel free to offer regardless of skill, i'd love to do some ship art/ocs :D
Requests: Im picky and take extremely long time to do em. House always wins, but you can try.
I accept requests for madness combat canon characters and ships, and tf2 canon characters and ships in askbox. I hold them gently.
some tags:
#madness combat (not all tagged)
#reminder (general positivity)
#my art (not all tagged, too)
Others commissionlist and prices!
My fav art of others
Many info on refs and PSA posts are in #useful.
#art resources #art references
I don't use trigger tags consistently. I try not to reblog negativity and news. Im shit in tags in general lol sorry.
Huge oc x canon and fancharacters fan.
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i've been having a very hard time staying asleep at night lately. i've rather consistently been only getting two to four hours of rest a night. i go to sleep around 1:30-2:30am most nights lately and usually end up waking up around like 4:00-6am.
this is really bizarre for me. i have a pretty wack sleep schedule (i can go to bed from anywhere between 1am and 7am, sometimes at the end of either side of the spectrum, back to back). so, usually i sleep in until 12pm to 2pm. i take a few medications with sedative effects at night and they're supposed to help me get to sleep within a decent time after taking them. they don't always work too well because i'm supposed to take them with food but i frequently don't do that cuz i'm not very hungry at that point. (though, they do make the symptoms they're meant to treat a lot more manageable! so that's something.)
i fell asleep on the phone with my crush last night, haha. she was just sorta talking and singing and it was relaxing to me. it's almost her birthday! me and my family made plans to take her out the day after. i'm very excited! though very nervous. it's been a little bit since we've seen each other in person. i really hope she'll like my gifts i got for her. i got her a lava lamp (she's been saying bc how she wants one for so long now!!), a plushie of a character from a game she really likes, and an old authentic mint condition nirvana concert ticket (her fav band!!).
i've been venting to her about my sleep issues lately, and she's very worried. i'm not as worried i guess, i'm mostly just annoyed. lack of sleep really messes with my brain. it is a very big trigger for my psychosis to start acting up. i haven't really been hallucinating but have been a bit delusional and paranoid. ultimately, i am coping on the account of my medication, but it's still sort of hard to deal with. dissociation has also been a struggle this last week or so.
i just hope i can get consistently good sleep soon!!! i don't really know what's going on to make it so difficult for me lately. perhaps it's how dry my room gets? my room is really small and there's also a radiator in here so it can get pretty hot and dry. to combat this, i typically leave my window open. i've started putting a window fan in there too to get more airflow. i also have a box fan going at the end of my bed lol.
i don't really know what to do to make myself sleep better :( i tried taking a nap after only sleeping three hours the other night and i couldn't manage to fall asleep for hours. it also made me super super shaky afterwards which was kind of concerning to me lol. i kind of wonder if it was because i ate some quite stale cereal (cocoa pebbles) previous to this. though i am not sure if such a thing would cause an affect like that.
anyways i'm gonna try and get back to sleep in a minute or two here. thanks for listening to my ramble! i just wanted a place to get out my thoughts and maybe some updates on my life. i have a desire to create content for this account but am really lacking in energy and motivation due to what i've explained here. hope everyone understands!
much love to all! ♥️💫
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What does your OC carry?
Tagged by @bokatan <3 Thank you!!
I chose to do all three of my favs. I should include Levi - but honestly, that boy doesn't travel if he can help it. Which means he has a closet. A whole closet. hah
Mercy
Clothing, accessories, etc: Mercy wears a mix of gear, recently from the Railroad thanks to Tinker Tom. Tinker Tom had some specialty stuff made for her since she’s so little (well, not in relation to Frankie and Mercy but she’s still 5’2”) from ballistic weave. It’s usually leggings and tunic or pants and top with a beanie (also ballistic weave) with boots. She also has her gun harness, backpack, belt, pouches, camping supplies...ya know...the usual.
Weapons: One sniper rifle with long-range scope, one laser pistol (BOS issued but stripped down and adjusted for her hands...given to her by Danse but she told him not to), and one combat knife with minor tooth marks from a deathclaw.
Miscellaneous supplies: soap, towel, acorn oil for hair, comb and brush, change of clothes, rope, medical supplies, toothpaste, and pipboy. (Note – no food, she has Deacon or Mac carry that)
Random odds and ends: crackers, dried fruit, a nail file found under some rubble, a small sewing kit, a random book, one comic, some kind of chem given to her by Hancock in the case of needing to take Deacon someplace tall, three rocks, a vial of something given to her by Tinker Tom in case of synths, a Gen 1 eye, a Gen 2 finger – used to poke Nick, pencil, pad of paper.
Frankie
Clothing, accessories, etc: Well...she usually travels with the band. So it’s a couple chests of dresses, stockings, heels, fancy panties, pasties with tassels, pasties without tassels, crotch shields in case she takes off the thongs during a burlesque show, rumba panties with matching bras, petticoats for the dresses, feathers for her hair, hair oil, hair gel, shampoo, conditioner, make up, perfume, lotion, fine soaps, a few necklaces, two sets of boxer shorts for sleeping, two extra large shirts stolen from her brother for sleeping, three indecent nightgowns (sure...nightgown...sure...). When traveling with Beau – whatever she can shove in one saddlebag...which makes her sad.
Weapons: A very large stick – gotten from a cactus in Texas.
Miscellaneous supplies: What is this...Miscellaneous Supplies...it’s all necessary supplies, Beau. All of it. Everybody needs more than 2 pairs of holey boxers, Beau. For the love of God, get new underwear.
Random odds and ends: See Miscellaneous Supplies also two bobble head dolls, one shell from California, an empty tequila bottle – just in case
Sparrow
Clothing, accessories, etc: Before Canary: One pair of pants held up by a rope and cut short enough for her, a thin old pair of panties, too-big shirt also wrapped with a rope, scarf and hat, leggings cut short and held up by a rope, old dress, two socks only slightly tattered, old sneakers. Old backpack. After Canary: one Sparrow-sized Lancer leather jacket with the BOS patches ripped off and replaced with random patches found plus one Minuteman Patch, one Sparrow-sized Lancer flight suit denuded of BOS patches and now sporting random ones, a dark gray fitted pants and shirt topped with leather (sized for her), gas mask with goggles, tactical beanie. Eventually a Sparrow-sized set of courser gear with long coat, mask with blue tactical lighting. Tactical belt. Backpack.
Weapons: two blackened knives – sharp and designed for slicing and stabbing. Sparrow thinks guns are icky.
Miscellaneous supplies: Pocket snacks (dried meat, dried fruit, nuts – usually packed by her papa), a second set of knives, rope, pouch of caps, little compass, stealth boys
Random odds and ends: chalk, bits of bark, a few random rocks, a pouch of dried herbs, tea, every BOS patch pulled from her armor, a piece of paper with the words “chirp chirp,” three leaves (they blew into her bag), her old backpack shoved into her new backpack
#ask game#Mercy Hamilton#Frankie Adams#Sparrow Williams#Mentions of Levi#Fun!#Frankie figures that she's a performer and should be allowed some leniency...come on now#Also - those tassels are IMPORTANT#Sparrow would like you to know that she keeps grubs on her if going to see her opossum#Henry is the opossum - and Bean adopted them.#Mercy refuses to carry a lot of food - especially mole rat anything
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Thank you to @amywritesthings for the tag as I acclimatize to being back on tumblr lol
nickname: don’t really go by a nickname? Other than Nicole my family members call me Lovey, it’s been a nickname since childhood. I cannot STAND being called Nicki.
sign: (literally had to Google this bc I only know my sign as Scorpio, not my sun or moon or that other stuff). Scorpio sun/ aries moon/ pisces rising -> aka passionate as hell, feels emotions very deeply, hella impatient, loyal and determined to a fault, give me deep conversations no surface level shit (basically I am swell lmao)
height: 5’9 (she is a tall queen)
last thing you googled: how to read astrology chart report LMAO
song stuck in my head: Blue Monday by New Order (search Din Djarin on Youtube and look for the short Blue Monday - Din Djarin, you’re welcome)
number of followers: around 330? I have not been active on this blog for a good 8 years so I have no doubt many people in my previous fandoms have unfollowed lol, but thats okay. I’m looking to make new friends in the Mando/Pedro fandoms :)
amount of sleep: I have to get 8 or 9 hours to be a pleasant functioning human. Do I ever actually get this much on a day to day basis? Nope. Otherwise I am having at least two cups of coffee to get me through the day. I really don’t know how most people function on 7 hours or less.
dream job: currently working towards my dream job in social work. The goal is to become certified in practicing equine assisted therapy a.k.a. using horses to facilitate the therapeutic process and heal trauma (it’s life changing once you get to experience it)
wearing: brown workout leggings and a baseball tee. The vibe nowadays is comfort and athleisure wear, emphasis on the LEISURE part
movie/book that summarizes you: I don’t know if there is any one movie or book that summarizes me, I can only conceptualize that as my favorite books or movies. I think my core traits are passion, determination, introspection, independence, and thoughtfulness, so if there is any one movie or character that embodies all of those then that would be it!
fav song currently: Moth to a Flame by Swedish House Mafia and The Weeknd (constantly on repeat in the background, much to my partners dismay)
aesthetic: I’m so shit at describing myself so I really can’t say??? I think my aesthetic is classic, whatever that means. Clothes wise, anything black with gold jewellry. If I can wear combat boots with anything that is a bonus. I like beautiful scenery and old architecture, anything from rap to 80s disco, to new wave, reggaeton, soca and classical music. I feel like my outward appearance embodies resting bitch face, so I guess a pretty classic bitch but soft on the inside? (I am so bad at this I apologize)
favourite author: No current fave authors which really tells me I need to start reading again now that I am out of school and not consumed with academic material.
random fun fact: Is this supposed to be a random fun fact about myself or a random fun face in general? random about me, I can wiggle my ears without touching them, random in general, I will give you a horse related fact, horses cannot throw up! Their digestive system makes it so that food only goes through their esophagus valve, which runs one way. Hence if they choke or get indigestion, they have to get immediate medical attention or surgery otherwise their digestive system becomes blocked. (you needed to know this info right?)
I don’t know anyone else well enough to tag on here but feel free to comment hehe.
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hi love! do you write crossovers? i would love to read about my favs bucky and ramsay fighting over reader :’D
The Avengers Initiative had expanded across the globe to different countries. While America, Wakanda, and space aliens had laid the foundation, other countries also joined. Your job as Den Mother to the Avengers Campus in Romania was one of the more difficult career paths in the expanded global program. Not only did you have to a translator, a headmistress, and an expert communicator, but you also had one of the highest security clearances in the world. You spent years training in both active combat and learning medical knowledge to be stationed here.
You learned to expect the unexpected. You’ve seen a superhero die from their injuries. You’ve also have been given death threats from both HYDRA and other criminal organizations. What you didn’t expect was for two heroes to argue about it passionately in front of you.
“They will pay. I will make certain of it, my lady.” The Red Soldier lifted his eyes from the death threat and met your gaze. His targeted focus always overwhelmed you. Ramsay Bolton was one of the more dicey choices in the Super Soldier program, but he always got the job done. No matter how awful the job was.
“My lady?” The Winter Soldier rolled his eyes. He snatched the paper away from him. “And when were you given the serum? The Middle Ages?”
“It was the 90’s actually, after you killed Tony Stark’s parentage.” Ramsay pointed out. “Oh wait, you don’t remember anything at all.”
“I remembered her birthday last month.”
“I was busy last month.”
“Yeah, busy committing a massacre that I had to come help you clean up.” Bucky looked to you. His gaze held something more comforting. His hand caressed your shoulder. “Don’t worry about this. I can take care of it.”
“Oh sure, let the soldier corrupted by HYDRA take care of the threat from HYDRA,” Ramsay laughed. Ramsay lifted the back of your hand to his mouth, kissing it possessively. “Consider the death threat dealt with, my lady.” Ramsay’s glare at Bucky ignited a fire between them. “Anyone who threatens you should be slaughtered for meat.”
“Says the man who is corrupted by the Golden Lions. Tell me, how is that any better than HYDRA?”
A smile washed over Ramsay’s face as if Bucky had just handed him the kill shot. Ramsay took bold action. He kissed the crown of your head making sure Bucky watched as he did it. “The difference is that I know how to protect a queen.”
Ramsay raced off, leaving Bucky reeling. Bucky also kissed the crown of your head. His last words struck you.
“I’ll take care of it. Nobody messes with my girl.” You son heard the roars of their motorcycles as they left the Romania Campus. Your assistant cleared her throat. She held a clipboard in her hand.
“Should I make a note or—
“No,” you said. You raised your fingers to massage the new headache forming in your forehead. “Get me Pepper Potts on the phone. She has experience with romantic impulses and Avengers.”
#bucky barnes#imagine bucky barnes#bucky barnes imagine#bucky barnes x you#bucky barnes/you#bucky barnes x reader#bucky barnes/reader#mcu#mcu imagine#imagine mcu#ramsay bolton#ramsay bolton imagine#imagine ramsay bolton#ramsay bolton x reader#ramsay bolton/reader#ramsay bolton x you#ramsay bolton.you#game of thrones#got#got imagine#imagine got#crossover#mcu crossover#got crossover
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War crimes (a most know list for writers!)
I did a quick research about war crimes 'cause I've seen my fav character accused of being one
So the most common definition is "violation of the laws of war". So if you're writing a fantasy/sci-fi story these things might change though, my research mostly based on the modern laws of war by the United Nations.
Intentional murder of innocent people or intentional attack of non-combat civillians (civillians might be killed in a battle especially if it takes place in an unevacuated city, but it does not make every soldier fighting there war criminal)
Torture or inhuman treatment, including biological experiments, willfully causing great suffering, or serious injury to body or health (note: in medieval or fantasy settings torture might be viewed as normal so experience with the severity - broken bones are fine, loss of limbs are not)
Compelling a prisoner of war or other protected person to serve in the forces of hostile power (again it was really common in medieval times, the Hun army consisted many different nations)
Use by children under the age of sixteen years into armed forces or groups or using them to participate actively in hostilities ( setting can change that, but have an age limit in every case! Recruitment might began at age of 12, but the boot camp is 3 years long)
Extensive destruction and appropriation of property, not justified by military necessity and carried out unlawfully and wantonly, destroying or seizing the property of an adversary unless demanded by necessities of the conflict
Using poison or poisoned weapons
Intentionally directing attack against building dedicated to religion, education, art, science or charitable purposes, historic monuments, hospitals as long as it's not used as military infrastructure
Wilfully depriving a prisoner of war or other protected person of the rights of fair and regular trial
Attacking or bombarding towns, villages, dwellings or buildings which are undefended and which are not military infrastructure
Unlawful deportation or transfer or unlawful confinement
Taking of hostages
False surrender
Shooting the medic (but if they pick up a weapon then it's not)
In settings were these rules are non-existent, the definition of war crimes might be different depending on the person. Character A might take hostages while character B thinks it's unacceptable.
Also participating in war does not make you automatically a war criminal
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