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stcrryknights · 2 years
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A little update
First of all, hello y'all, I missed ya! I hope you are well. Secondly, I wanted to apologize for my absence and explain it. I'm a Journalist and I am trying to get into league gaming so my free time is limited. I spend most of it writing on discord. I wasn't expecting to go back to it but, here I am. I've mainly focused on my siege muses since I spend the majority of my time playing the game. I really miss this place and hope to come to it sometime. In case anyone wishes to write with me on discord, feel free to dm so we can discuss more details! Y'all stay healthy and happy!
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stcrryknights · 2 years
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which well known poem are you?
Jack "Pulse" Estrada
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Do not go gentle into that good night by Dylan Thomas
Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
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character study: body language. (jack "pulse" estrada)
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rules : bold which applies to your muse, and italic those they might exhibit.
defensiveness.arms crossed on chest // crossing legs //fist-like gestures // pointing index finger // karate chops //stiffening of shoulders //tense posture //curling of lip // baring of teeth
reflective. hand-to-face gestures //head tilted //stroking chin // peering over glasses // taking glasses off - cleaning // putting earpiece of glasses in mouth // pipe smoker gestures // putting hand to bridge of nose //pursed lips //knitted brows
suspicion. arms crossed //sideways glance //touching or rubbing nose // rubbing eyes //hands resting on weapon //brows raising //lips pressing into a thin line //strict and unwavering eye contact //wrinkling of nose
confidence. hands behind back // hands on lapels of coat // steepled hands //baring teeth in a grin // rolling shoulders //tipping head back but maintaining eye contact //chest puffed up // shoulders back // arms folded just above navel // wide eyes // standing akimbo
insecurity and anxiety. chewing pen or pencil //rubbing thumb over opposite thumb // biting fingernails //hands in pockets // elbow bent //closed gestures //clearing throat // “ whew ” sound //picking or pinching flesh //fidgeting in chair // hand covering mouth whilst speaking // poor eye contact //tugging at pants whilst seated // jingling money in pockets // tugging at ear // perspiring hands // playing with hair // swaying // playing with pointer marker or cane // smacking lips // sighing //rocking on balls of feet //flexing or cracking fingers sporadically
frustration. short breaths //“ tsk ” sounds // tightly-clenched hands //fist-like gestures // pointing index finger //rubbing hand through hair // rubbing back of neck // snarling // revealing teeth // grimacing //sharp-eyed glowers with notable tension in brow // shoulders back // head up - defensive posturing //clenching of jaw // grinding teeth //nostrils flaring // heavy exhales
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stcrryknights · 2 years
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My messages tab has disappeared since… Saturday? Apparently, this is not normal.
If you’ve sent me a message, I’m not ignoring you, I literally can’t see it 😰 Contacted support and I’m working on it!
Working on a very stubborn part of my 5+1 fic. I’m basically starting chapter 5 all over again 😭
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reblog if your muse is   ( D R A M A T I C ™ ) 
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Share if you don’t mind RPing Angsty rps, Violent rps, Unhappy ending rps, or even just Heart Wrenching rps in general.
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Jordan “Thermite” Trace in Tom Clancy’s Rainbow Six Extraction (2022)
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HE never expected to make it back. He never expected to survive all this. But life has a funny way of sneaking up on you and helping you out, as one of his favorite tunes says. It was indeed a little bit ironic. But he made it. Not all of them did. But, those that were still here would probably need someone to talk to.. And he still was the only surviving adult. Even though he was a mess himself, it was always his duty to be there for them. Hell, he wanted to be there for them. Especially Nat.
“I'm thinking my scating days are over unless they make rollers for prosthetics legs.” he giggled, his hand moving to her shoulder “But I actually love that idea.” he wore his brightest smile as he responded, pushing himself up with a little boost from the crutches. It was good he was slowly walking without those. It certainly wasn't easy but, he was getting better at walking with the prosthetic he got once he was discharged after everything.
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@stcrryknights​  ♥ this post for a starter
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“i   want   to   do   something   completely   normal.   like   roller   skating.”   nat   mused   as   she   thought   back   to   all   the   things   that   she   had missed.   things   that   she   never   thought   she’d   have   the   chance   to   do   again.   “i   never   thought   i’d   miss   something   that   lame?”   being   home   still   felt   surreal.   even   the   most   basic   thing   like   taking   a   hot   shower   or   sleeping   her   own   bed  felt   better   than   she   could   put   into   words.   “fuck   it,   let’s   go   roller   skating   and   get   some   really   greasy   pizza.”   that   was   all   she   wanted   to   do   right   now.   her   mind   was   made   up.
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“Sorry Babe”
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HIS lips formed a smile, a rather wicked one. Or perhaps it was a smirk. Not to the vigilante in front of him. To death knocking on his door. It has happened before. Yet that didn't make this any less bitter. “Who is lacking morals now, hm? ” he asked, blood exiting his lips as a cough was forced out.
Did he expect to see him again? Not really. He didn't expect to walk out of their last encounter alive but, perhaps his stubbornness to live another die, to die another day, were strong enough to keep him alive in a city that wanted him dead and buried. “What will you do? You're gonna kill me? Am I wrong or didn't you say you don't like guns? You don't kill people? ” he could recall what could have been his last conversation well enough, the smirk on his lips now turning to a smile “Go on then.”
“you can’t help me! ” @stcrryknights (any muse of your preference!)
"You're not completely wrong," The vigilante stayed on the safety of the subway platform, black cloth mask covering unseeing eyes gazing at the crime leader while every other sense alight and telling him everything he needed to know about the Russian. There was notable scent of copper in the air wafting up from where the other lay. on the tracks “There’s nothing I can do for your lack of morals.”
His head tilted to the side, ear pointed towards the tunnel. “You have forty five seconds to make your decision before you become nothing more than a red smear on the front of the E-train. I suggest you think fast.”
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This is an oc x canon safe zone.
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stcrryknights · 2 years
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Hello everyone! 2021 is coming to an end. When I started this blog I was not expecting it to go as far as it did. And for that, I'm grateful. To all of you lovely mutuals. Certainly had my ups and downs this year like every other but I can't thank you all enough for sticking around and writing with me. I know I'm not always here but I'm really glad I have all of you to write with when I am! I want to wish you all a happy new year! May 2022 bring you joy and make your dreams come true! Cheers ✨
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“YEAH... That would be nice..” the pilot murmured under his breath, scanning the area around him. Place was in chaos. Whatever strike team did for Kravchenco and Omega seemed to be working. It certainly left a mess behind but, it was.. Fixing shit?
“The what? ” he blinked for a moment, his brain trying to work on the little amount of German he spoke. “Oh.. Eh.. Yeah! We have that pack-a-punch machine that makes our guns stronger. Weird perks that taste funny and give you superpowers, a mystery box and a toy rabbit that comes with it and well, fancy guns that demolish those unholy things in a heartbeat.” he explained, sounding a bit breathless. The Colonel didn't exactly go easy on him the past few days. “Look, my friends are somewhere out here.. We should.. Find a way to them. We can work on getting out together.”
stcrryknights​:
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EDWARD Richtofen. For an odd reason the name ringed a Bell. Was it from Weaver? Probably. Maxis too, perhaps. Sam had shared some fancy stories. Most of the names he heard came from either Major Carver or Grigori. But no matter how much thought he put into it, he couldn’t remember why was the name so familiar. Whoever he was, he looked as lost as him, yet in different ways.
Should he tell him? I mean, could you really trust something as big and classified as this to a total stranger? Well, this total stranger didn’t really seem surprised about everything that was going on around them. Especially that disciple, wrecking havoc in the other part of the street. Thank God it seemed unable to spot them. “Agh, fuck it. There goes nothing. I am a part of Requiem. Their pilot, to be more specific. We investigate the Dark Aether and everything that comes with it. Outbreak zones, facilities, aetherium crystals and well.. The undead.” he made a pause, pointing at their surroundings. “The other guys, the kind fellas that did this to me, are Omega. They basically started this by opening up project endstation, or whatever the fuck that nazi experiment was called. They want to unfuck this situation. We don’t get along. There’s the cold war too so, Russia and America don’t get along in general.”
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Sharing what one knew might’ve been beneficial for both of them. Although where this one came still remained a mystery. It seemed that whoever or whatever kills him, he will always be back in some shape or form. It seemed however that this time he hadn’t been killed, instead what the others thought they ended, never ended. Ultimis Richtofen was alive! And he had went through the portal after the kids. The cycle continues, in another universe? In the future?
Next time, before you go through the portal, shoot him this one twice or three or four times in the head to make sure he is dead, and no matter how hard it feels at the moment, shoot the little boy too. You know what the little Eddie is capable of becoming, right?
The boy who had went through the portal obviously knew more, but was this one there to kill his younger self, the director of Requiem? Probably not, but you never knew once he got his hands into the good information.
          “ Ze Dark Aether ? “
Those words were like music to his rather selectively hearing ears. He knew now at least that he was on the right path, and in the presence of the right people.  Whether they liked his presence or not, they would at least, for now, have to get used to it.
          “ Can’t ve all get along und try tzo learn the mysteries of ze Dark Aether togezher , vouldn’t zhat be sweet ? “
Maybe he was trying to make friends to help him while he was there literally all alone… Obviously this man was from another universe, meaning that whatever tests had happened in this universe’s past aren’t something he would know about, so the only logical thing for him to guess was…
          “ Oh , Die Glocke ? Und ze Wunderwaffen ? “
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stcrryknights · 2 years
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Which rage language are you?
Wade Jackson
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the regina george
someone hurts you or pisses you off, and you don't do anything. at first. but you hold that feeling of rage in your chest for weeks after the fact, acting nice but silently hating their guts, pretending like all is forgiven until you can ruin their life and hurt them the way they hurt you. it's calculated. but when you've executed your revenge, will you be satisfied?
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stcrryknights · 2 years
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Naga Season 2 gifs (set 1)
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- I promise you, once we get out of here, I’m going to show you, three nights in a row, why Argentinian meat is the best in the world.
-  And then what? You’ll take me to the movies? 
-  Yes, but only if you don’t fall asleep. Promise me you’ll stay awake.
-   I’m awake.
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“We walked through the desert. We fought through the desert. Back then there was no I. It was Us against the World.”
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