healinginhell

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You smell like wood, soft blankets, pepper and soap

What does Isaac smell like - Accepting

I LIKE THIS!

#somehcpe

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Send an ask describing what you think my character smells like.

#meme #COME ON #TELL ME

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questions for the mun, regarding the muse.

What makes you the most emotional about your muse?

What made you decide to write this muse?

If you could change one event in your muse’s life (in their main or canon verse), what would you change?

If you could tell your muse one thing, what would you tell them?

If you could give your muse one gift, what would you give them?

If you had to take one positive thing away from your muse, what would you take away?

If you could “borrow” one aspect of your muse and apply it to yourself or your own life, what would you borrow?

Do you genuinely want your muse to be happy? What do you think would make them most happy in life?

Do you enjoy putting your muse through angst? What do you think would break their heart the most?

What do you love about your muse?

What do you hate about your muse?

What about your muse amuses you?

What about your muse makes you sad?

How would you describe your muse to someone about to meet them, in person, for the first time?

Would you like your muse as a person if you met them in real life?

In what ways are you better than your muse? In what ways are they better than you?

Why do you think you connect to your muse?

What aspect of your muse’s personality is most important to you? What aspect of your muse’s personality do you think is most important to them? Is it the same? Why or why not?

If you had to judge your muse and sentence them to a “fair” fate, what would your judgement be? Would you punish them? Reward them? How?

[come up with your own question for the mun, regarding the muse]

#meme

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#musings #(WITH THE FACE TO BOOT)

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somehcpe:

[she’s silent as she swallows hard before shrugging and biting back tears.]

          ‘Preferably never…’

    A deep sigh escaped him as he felt more than a little anger.  Not that she wouldn’t tell him - that he could understand - but that, for all the time that’d past, all he’d said in support, she hadn’t trusted him.  But she’s upset and he couldn’t let that continue.   “Com’ere,” he asked softly.

#somehcpe #v: nothing could change my mind #(I guess this is the thing where he doesn't know she's a mutant?)

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accidental nudes

Opening his phone at a message from Charlotte popping up on his phone, his eyes widened and he swallowed hard at what he found in the attachment.  He both didn’t and really did need to see these...

[text] I’m not sure if you intended to send me these...

#somehcpe #*snort* #texts

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"You're scaring me..

Don’t remember

    He sighed softly at her words, head dropping as if it was weighted.  And it was, with the news he’d just given her.  How could he do this to her?  But he must...  It was his duty.  Perhaps that was a lame excuse for the decisions he’d made regarding his career, but it was true.  He had a duty to the men who would need his care, especially those who’s lives he would have to try to save.  “It’s not as dangerous as it sounds, Love, I promise.”  It entirely could be, but most of the time he’d be safely, for the most part, tucked away on some base or another.  “It’s only a few months... and then I’ll be home again.”

#somehcpe #v: nothing could change my mind

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notjustpainandangcr:

❝The death camp is just next…to here.❞ he murmured, starting to fidget with his shirt.  ❝And people worked there anyway. Why is this different?❞ Erik was thinking out loud mostly and he surprised himself by doing so, he was not allowed to, even with Herr Doktor.  ❝If…there is anyone that is wounded…I know too how to take care of injuries. Maybe I can help people. Before…❞ Before something else happens, he thought but didn’t say it out loud this time. ❝Maybe I can help.❞

    He sighed deeply at Erik putting his thoughts into words, giving the boy the wryest of smiles.    It was all the same in the end... people dying, struggling to survive.  Considering how far they’d come... perhaps no longer struggling to survive, but soldiers and civilians were still dying every day.  “You could do that.”  Again, as much as Erik must’ve seen over his time in the camp, even had done to him, Isaac was loathe to allow him to help.  “Perhaps you could be our young assistant?”  God knows that they needed all the assistance they could muster.

#notjustpainandangcr #v: main

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@somehcpe (X)

[she’s not expecting him to be home so soon. she didn’t even know what time it was and honestly…she wasn’t aware he was here. it’s just been so damn…hard. and now she’s sobbing on the floor in the hall while their toddler wails from his bedroom and she doesn’t know what to do. she’s done everything she can think of and he won’t stop. and her emotions are everywhere and she just…she can’t. it’s been ages since she’s felt herself feels so weak, allowed herself to break and now…it won’t stop.]

    When he quietly opens the door from the garage, fully intending to silently sneak up on his wife and steal a kiss, he stops dead in his tracks when he hears two sounds he knows too well.  One is almost to be expected, but Charlotte crying as well?  Walking softly to the hallway, he halts at the doorway, eyes falling on Charlotte sobbing.  “Lottie,” he begins, trying not to startle her as he stepped forward, sitting down next to his wife and wrapping an arm around her shoulders, “It’s okay.  It’s okay.”  First, Charlotte and then he’d take care of his son.  If something was seriously wrong with the boy, Charlotte wouldn’t be out here.

#somehcpe #v: nothing could change my mind

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Just so you know, especially because I’m horrible at reblogging memes over here... if you see me post a meme on quietresistence, feel free to send it to Isaac.

#out of bandages (ooc)

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They've ben together almost six years. Married for two and this is a holiday they've never been able to celebrate. But this year is different. As of two weeks ago, she's been keeping a secret and she can finally tell him. Finishing breakfast, she places his plate on the table with an envelope beside it.

Sitting down, he glanced up at her confused before opening the envelope.  Pulling out the card while awkwardly smiling at her - today was Father’s Day and he wasn’t one - he finally looked down at the card in his hands only to have his jaw drop as he read the message.  “You’re... you’re pregnant?”

#AHHHHHH #somehcpe

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#monimxgination #ship: isaac and ruth

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@damagedtoysoldier liked for a starter

    As always with each soldier who came to him, he gave the man a look up and down, searching for anything obviously wrong.  “How can I help you, Soldier?”

#damagedtoysoldier #v: main

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@somehcpe  liked for a starter

    He frowned at her, arms crossed, unsure what to say to her.  “And when were you going to tell me this, Charlotte?”

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💐 slams this down! You can pick the era just gimmie!!!

Arranged Marriage Starter (just for you, Demi. :P)

     He knew why his father decided this was so necessary and he knew why a union was chosen with this family in particular, but Isaac couldn’t help but feel resentful that he would have to leave his medical studies in order to take over the family business as well as marry a woman not of his choosing.  One or the other he might be able to stand, but both was too much to take without resentment.  But he was respectful of the family at the meeting and, as petty as it was, he felt relief that the woman was at least pleasant to the eyes.

    Taking a bow before her, he simply greeted her with, “Miss Xavier,” not sure what else he should say.

#somehcpe #v: tbn #(I dunno where I'm going with this but this shall be a very loose verse thing)

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@somehcpe (x)

[text: ❤️]: Fun? Why ever would I do it for fun? [text: ❤️]: I just wanted to show you what I got…

[text: Lottie]: You forget, Love.  I know you.

[text: Lottie]: I can feel your ‘who me?’ all the way from here.

#somehcpe #v: nothing could change my mind #texts

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[text: ❤️]: Finally did some shopping. Too bad you’re working late ;P

[text: Lottie]: I swear you do this for fun.

[text: Lottie]: No, I KNOW you do this for fun.

#somehcpe #v: nothing could change my mind #(you are incorrigible) #nsfwish #I suppose #submission