#corpocyborg

[corpocyborg]

Matters not where you’re from, matters not where you start.

What matters here is the walk you walk.

#listen everyone and their grandma has giffed their v in this scene and i'm not about to be the exception #cyberpunk 2077 #corpocyborg #v cyberpunk 2077 #yessss girl don't hide your cyberware you're too sexy haha

[ebwardelric]

Get to know me tag game under the cut!

Get To Know Me

Tagged by @corpocyborg!

Favorite Color: Deep, deep green. Essentially Sailor Pluto's hair colour.

Currently Reading: Non-fiction wise I'm reading an essay collection called 'Minding the Future: Artificial Intelligence, Philosophical Visions and Science Fiction'. I'd really recommend it, if you like the cross-section between philosophy and artificial intelligence/ artificial personhood, and advancements in that kind of area.

As for fiction, I'm reading The Time Machine by H G Wells for the 25432th time.

Last Song: Bat Out Of Hell by Meat Loaf.

Last Movie: Arrival (2016). I also promptly drew a picture of me calling the aliens in it cute, because I'm sooo well-adjusted.

Last Series: Fullmetal Alchemist (2003). Where I get my URL from!

Sweet, Spicy, Savory: I really enjoy spicy-savoury, but also very bitter things.

Craving: A shit-quality hot chocolate from a vending machine.

Tea or Coffee: Coffee.

Currently Working On: I am in WIP hell at the moment. I have a novel with 15k words left to write, three playlists to cull songs from because they're unwieldy, 8 in progress drawings, and 57 on my 'to draw' list (mostly just OCs in different webcomic style shenanigans...). And I'm beginning a master's degree soon so that'll start to take priority!

I'll leave this here without tagging anyone, many people I follow have already done it recently! :)

#tag game #personal #corpocyborg

[just-a-cybercroissant]

Tag People You Want To Know Better

Tagged by: @corpocyborg (thanks😊)

Favorite color: black (my comfort color) and emerald.

Currently reading: «Neuromancer» by William Gibson (I’ve already read it in my language but I want to try it in English). Recently finished «Overburdened with Evil» by Arkady and Boris Strugatsky.

Last song: “The perfect girl” by Mareux in the retrowave version.

Last movie: "Menu" starring Ralph Fiennes and Anya Taylor-Joy.

Last series: “Tale of the Nine-Tailed”.

Sweet, Savory or Spicy: I’d prefer savory but I will never reject Georgian spices:)

Craving: finishing my fanfic 😂 (but seriously - I want to visit Hawaii some day 🌺)

Tea or Coffee: I’d prefer coffee ☕️ but I’m a total coffee maniac so I have to be careful.

Currently working on: in terms of my a academic stuff, I’m preparing for my Goethe certificate exam 🇩🇪. In terms of my writing, I’m working on translating my fanfic into English and trying to experiment with my writing so to create more realistic characters. As for just my life short-time goals, I’m working on learning my Hebrew.

Tagging: @caffeinatedrogue @caer-oswin @mahtsazizi no push - however wants to try can join;)

#my life #corpocyborg #thanks 🙏

[miss--river]

Give me a randomized HC. I want the bonus points!

[From Here]

14. do they stay up too late? do they like staying up? godddd yes! she stays up late all the time! she's a night owl! driss has to try and convincer her to go to bed all the time 😂

#Cyberpunk 2077 #OC: Jori #corpocyborg

[ghostoffuturespast]

WIP Whenever

Tagged by @wanderingaldecaldo @morganlefaye79 @streetkid-named-desire @corpocyborg Thanks y'all! 🧡👻

The writing front has been very slow lately. Ideally I need like 6-8 hour blocks of time to just sit down and write, and my one day to do that has been occupied by social things and appointments the past few weeks. So writing has been minimal and in the tiniest bits and pieces. I do have a pretty solid 10 pages rn though, so I'll take it.

A lot of times for sections with a lot of dialogue, I'll write the dialogue first to make sure I really nail the flow of the conversation then go back and add all the speaker tags and actions. For this snippet I removed my mess of notes about who's saying what, so you all can have fun guessing lol!

One of my fav things to do is incorporate world-building and plot relevant details in as dialogue. It's a really seamless way of informing readers but it's also a subtle form of foreshadowing on my end.

Me and my multi-chapter setups, playin' the long game here...

Wash, sorry in advance for shit talking your woman. I think it's hilarious that Mitch is in on this too though lol

“–Militech’s been awfully agitated lately, saw a twenty vehicle caravan cruising around the 101 on that last scouting trip. Don’t think they’re planning on sniffing around here do you?” “If they were lookin’ for the panzer they would’ve come and collected by now. Think it’s the fact that Arasaka’s stocks are in the shitter. And it ain’t just them either. You know the corps, always tryin’ to sniff out opportunity.” “Yorinobu’s been doing a sloppy job of sweeping this whole debacle under the rug. Ever since he took over it’s been one mistake after another. It’s about time the whole empire toppled.”   “I imagine the president is trying to see how far she can push her luck.” "Don’t think it’ll hurt her chances? Even with it being an election year?" "Pfft, please. There hasn’t been an honest election since [insert date here]" “After her last attempt, you’d think President Myers would’ve learned her fucking lesson by now. Unification my ass.” "Well, with Arasaka hobbled and a newly elected mayor, what better time to test the waters? Militech and the NUSA have all the opening they need to jam their feet in the door." “Ugh, do we really have to talk about corp drama over dinner? Again. That is all you old farts have been talking about recently.” “Seeing as Militech backs the NUSA and that they’re contracted to guard the borders between the NUSA and the Free states. Yes, we are talking about it, Panam. As one of the leaders for this family you should be paying attention to these kinds of things. They are the ones we have to tangle with every time we move." “Yes, because politics is such an influence on all the illegal activities that are our livelihood. Does it really matter which corporation or government is in charge of what? They are all the same. We will figure it out regardless.”   "It helps to know the players on the table. Who they are. What they want. The more information you have the easier it is to navigate the situation, read the field." "As much as I see your point, I was really hoping to avoid the leadership lessons for at least one meal." "It’s not a responsibility you get to turn on and off, Panam." "Well, Saul, any chance those leadership lessons will help sort out the kitchen? It’s been mystery chili for the fifth night in a row."

Also, I found these fun series of videos which are an abbreviated history on NC! If you're into unraveling all the lore like I am or just need something that doesn't require a ton of research, these are great little primer!

Tagging with no pressure: All the people that tagged me @wanderingaldecaldo @morganlefaye79 @streetkid-named-desire @corpocyborg & @shimmer-like-agirl @baublekute @elmknight @mynonsenseistingling @vox-monstera @fly-amanitaa @spacervanguard @scarlettspectra

And it doesn't have to be writing or CP2077 related!

#cyberpunk 2077 #writing #fan fiction #fic: so it goes #wip wednesday #wip whenever #i really do love the aldecaldos #they are a lot of curmudgeonly old farts #old wrinkly avocados #and those are some of my favorite characters to write

[bnbc]

5 Songs, 3 Outfits

WOOOOO thank you for tagging me @corpocyborg

will pass it to RT gang xD Tagging @aylinvail @holylustration @skolas-a @leadflowers @captastra

Rules: Post 5 songs associated with your OC, followed by 3 outfits they would wear.

let's start with CLOTHES okay because fuck rules; I'm still obsessed with Iza's tarot arc, so

// The Fool // The Strength // The Hermit //

also known as "wannabe Rogue Trader", "whatever shit I want to wear" and "the white dress to vibe with nature at my retirement years"

let's go for the music then! wont share simmer this time xDD

something something 2nd fleet assignment years: quite a good time, but... but.

2. COMMORRAGH ANTHEM

3. because bby deserves her fucking happy end*

4. THE shippy song

5. THE THE shippy song

ehehehehe! tysm again for tagging!

#oc: Isabella von Valancius #gigiltrader #tag game #rogue trader

[merge-conflict]

some questions for writers

tagged by @luvwich, tagging @corpocyborg, @seraphfighter, @pvthfinder

Last book I read: I've read the first 10 pages of so many books in the past 6 months but I don't think those count? So probably Ancillary Mercy

Greatest literary inspirations:  Ann Leckie, Laurie Marks, N. K. Jemisin

Things in my current fandom I want to read but I don't want to write: Nothing in particular? If I really want something it's because I want to write it, usually (although I do enjoy seeing other takes on stuff). I never know what's good until I stumble on it. Reading has been difficult for me lately in general. (symptoms disease)

Things in my current fandoms I want to write but I think nobody would be interested in them but me: Speculating on the internal systems and operations and infrastructure tech at Arasaka Tower could be my Paris sewers moment, ngl.

You can recognise my writing by: I use action tags a lot (Leckian influence). Repetition is a big one for me, the rule of threes, like it is, it is, and it isn't. Inserting common tech experiences into my writing (dealing with hardware. having a stupid mistake fixed by rubber duckying) Limited POV narration with narrators that are usually unreliable mostly through omission. Probably a bunch of other stuff that I'm too lost in the sauce to notice about my own predilections.

My most controversial take (current fandom): Lots of strong opinions about the depiction and use of tech within cyberpunk which is less rule of cool and more my brain is so warped by continuous application of threat analysis that I cannot simply Let it Go. I could talk about it forever but my audience is limited to a handful of people unless I can get my irl friend and coworker into cyberpunk and simply infodump straight to him.

More direct in scope, I think the eldritch killer AI trope is missing the forest for the trees in cyberpunk themes where the real horror is what people do to each other and the systems and societies they create that make it possible.

Top three favourite tropes: reluctant allies to lovers, that little smidge of hilarity in the midst of absolute horror and grief, the exploration of what it means to be human (or just a person)

What’s your current writing mood (10 – super motivated and churning out words like crazy, 0 – in a complete rut): 0.5 - The spirit is willing but the mind is a rotting moldy spud

Share a random frustration: The reporting system I've been using heavily for work the past few days is web-based (hisssssss) and if I type some words and then switch desktops too quickly away from my browser and back then it just deletes the last few sentences I wrote because they didn't get to auto-saved somehow. I have not flown into a homicidal rage about this yet but it's been touch and go. My desire to kill all software that does not function locally on my host only grows by the hour, but also I'm sort of sleepy now so whatever.

#tag game #I can never tell if my maskless writing style comes off as pretentious but if you're reading this wondering #I'm just Like This lol #i've been writing a lot of reporting stuff from scratch this week too so my brain is mush when it comes to forming normal casual sentences

[fereldanwench]

OC/Character Music Tag Game

The fantastic @corpocyborg tagged me to list some songs/playlists that represent my OCs! I'm gonna follow suit and do it based on different stages of Valerie's life. (´｡• ᵕ•｡`)

lost girl era | 2063-2065

FEEL NOTHING by HEALTH

Why should we try so hard Let's get numb 'Til we don't feel nothing There's comfort in the dark Here alone We didn't choose to be born Under a dying sun Just let us cool the burn

the hustler era | 2065-2070

Dead Inside by Younger Hunger

I'm all talk with a thorn in my side I got a real big heart that I'm willing to hide You ask me what I want from life, I said to Make a lotta money and feel dead inside

counter-intel era | 2074-2076

My Heart Has Teeth by deadmau5 ft. Skylar Grey

You've never met someone like me My heart has teeth, my heart has teeth And it's looking for something to eat My heart has teeth, my heart has teeth Oh, isn't it so bittersweet That I love to watch you bleed?

the relic era | 2077

24 by Jem

Been given 24 hours To tie up loose ends, to make amends His eyes said it all, I started to fall And the silence deafened Head spinning 'round, no time to sit down Just wanted to run and run and run

post-mikoshi era | 2079 and beyond

Mine by Sweet Tempest

I won't back down I got my crown And it's mine, it's all mine A quaint design It takes my time Because it's mine, it's all mine At night when the tempest comes out And the world gives up like a shiver of doubt Our bodies mesmerize Defined in superior light I touch and feel my way through delight And our bodies fantasize

Tagging @sassyve, @onlymisu, @chevvy-yates, @elfjpeg, and @corpocookie ♡♡♡

#tumblr: dash games #oc: valerie v powell #ship: goro x valerie #inspo: music

[holylustration]

5 Songs, 3 Outfits

Tagged by @bnbc

Rules: Post 5 songs associated with your OC, followed by 3 outfits they would wear.

I am tagging whomever wants to play! @redbatchedcumbermayned @fuchsiareign @themagnificentmags @pallysuune @cawyden-gaming @indigo-scribbles

So, let's see...

3 Outfits

Only 3 was... difficult. Aurelia von Valancius has so many clothes in her wardrobe. But let's go with the following:

Battle Ready Ball Ready Barter Ready

As for the songs...

Strange Love - Depeche Mode

2. I Like it Rough - Lady Gaga

3. Caribbean Blue - Enya

4. Trovommi Amor

5. Bedroom Hymns - Florence + the Machine

#aurelia von valancius #Youtube

[corpocyborg]

Secure Your Soul: A Cyberpunk 2077 Fanfiction

This fic was previously published under the title "Before the Event Horizon."

Summary: Six months ago, V's boss at Arasaka ordered her to assassinate his rival. Instead, with the reluctant but invaluable help of her old friend Jackie Welles, she pushed them both off their thrones and claimed one for herself. Now the new Director of Arasaka Counter Intel has a problem. She's uncovered information that indicates that Yorinobu Arasaka, the heir apparent to the Arasaka dynasty, is a traitor. But without solid proof, she's forced to take matters into her own hands.

CHAPTER TWO: PLAN A

[read on ao3]

Jenkins’ office was decorated in the same sleek, classic Arasaka design as the rest of NCHQ. The primary color scheme was, of course, red and black—“the color scheme of prosperity,” as most high-end clothing stores in Corpo Plaza called it. Textured black walls were lit up from underneath in red, and the mostly black furnishings also included several small potted saplings of the bioluminescent plant species Arasaka had had genetically modified to obtain its signature red glow. Best of all, the office had a perfect view of the koi fish holograms that circled outside the tower, though it was currently blocked by a large television screen showing the European Space Council’s meeting room. Jenkins stood in front, speaking on a handheld phone.

“Have a seat, V.” He briefly interrupted his call when he noticed her. “I’ll be right with you.”

V did so. She wished he hadn’t blocked the view—she’d have liked to have seen it one last time before she transferred to Spec Ops. She remembered appreciating that view on frequent occasions when she’d had to work directly with Jenkins late at night. When the sky turned black, the lights of the skyscrapers, the blur of the AVs zooming through the sky, and the koi fish with their endless circling created an intoxicating display. V’d often heard old people complain about light pollution in NC making it impossible to see the stars. She didn’t understand what their problem was. Mankind had learned to make their own light shows centuries ago.

V was pulled out of her reverie by the sound of screams and electrocution. She watched as the council members she’d spent all day learning about convulsed into violent spasms for several seconds, then finally went still. What a waste.

Jenkins directed the television to rise into the ceiling, and took his place at his desk. His phone began ringing even before he’d sat down. Jenkins made a show of taking his time to answer it.

“Director Abernathy,” he said when he finally picked up.

“I watched the vote. What the hell was that?” the Director’s voice was projected into the room.

“A deep clean. After the shit Frankfurt dumped on us. As we agreed, I got rid of the problem.”

“I told you to resolve the problem, not massacre the European Space Council. Do you understand what the cover up will cost?”

“We would’ve lost the license, now we gained a week. That’s a win.”

“Path of least resistance. Always. No nuance. Has ‘you’ written all over it.” As Abernathy spoke, Jenkins’ body language became increasingly irritable. He shuffled restlessly in his seat, and made a circular motion with his right hand as if rushing her to shut up already.

“We’re not done talking about this,” Abernathy said.

Jenkins waited for the tone that signified the end of the call. He spun in his chair so that he was facing away from V. “I hate that bitch. I always have.”

“This isn’t the first time the two of you have been in conflict with each other,” V observed.  

“No. Not the first.” Jenkins stood up and walked over to the couch on the other side of the room. V followed. “Smeared me in front of Japanese execs, so she’d be the one promoted to Director of Spec Ops. What a cunt.”

Jenkins went over to the alcohol cabinet and poured himself a drink. Bourbon, V noted. His favorite. He turned away from the cabinet, drink in hand. “Now she’s holding a gun to my head to make sure I don’t try anything. But she won’t pull the trigger because she needs me. I do what she doesn’t have the guts to do.”

“Divide and conquer,” said V noncommittally. “Effective strategy.”

“Effective,” Jenkins scoffed at her word choice. It seemed he was starting to suspect she was holding back. “What would you do, if you were me?”

V considered her answer. There were several different ways she could craft her response. But since her time with Jenkins was nearing its end, she settled on the truth. “I’d adjust my methods in the future. I wouldn’t budge on the Space Council issue. There was no other solution, not that I could come up with in time, anyway. But I’d be more discreet from then on and try to limit any further cover up expenses.”  

“So you’d take her complaints into consideration?” Jenkins asked. He took a sip of his bourbon.

“I would,” V confirmed. “No one ever made it far by living in an echo chamber.”

“No one ever made it far by acting like a doormat.”

“Also true.”  

“Hmm. So they’re both true. Sounds like a really clever way of not actually saying anything. But it doesn’t matter anymore anyway. Come here. I want to show you something.” Jenkins stepped over to the couch, sat down, and pulled something out from under the table.

V moved closer. “A datashard? What is it?”

“Proof of my trust. Go on. Take it.”

She pulled the shard out of its case and hesitantly plugged it into the port on the side of her head. Her vision was flooded with data. All of it about Abernathy. Her stomach sank.

“It’s what I’ve collected over the past weeks,” Jenkins explained. “Biometrics. Trauma team card. Names of her closest associates. Driver. Chief of Security. Lover. Lover’s husband. Everything. Use it. Make sure Abernathy won’t be a problem anymore.”  

V ripped the shard out of her head. “This is a huge gamble. If anyone finds out we even talked about this, it’ll be my head on the chopping block.“

“Maybe. But everyone knows you only made it to where you are because of me. So it’s not like they’d believe you weren’t involved anyway.”

Bastard, V thought. I should’ve cut your ripcord years ago. You’re dragging me down with you for no goddamn reason.

“Okay,” V said. “Understood.”

“Good.” Jenkins pulled a wad of cash out from under the table. “Take this too. Use this money only. Find the right people for the job. No corporate affiliation. And for the core task—use someone you know inside out. Are we clear?”

V’s indignation was roiling. She wanted to hit him. Scream at him, at least. She nodded. “Yes. We’re clear.”

“Good. In that case, I’ll await your report. And good luck with it.”

So that was that. V took one last glance out the window. With the sun finally fully set, the view tonight was much the same as it had been in her memories. She turned to go.

“I have my AV waiting outside. It’s yours to use,” Jenkins added. “And V? Don’t disappoint me.”

—

V walked back to her office in a slight daze and plopped down in front of her desk. Her monitors were in the same state she’d left them in. She stared at the bios of the European Space Council. After her constant rereading, every detail was still in her memory, from their birthdays to their children’s names. She wondered how long it would be before she forgot that information. She clicked the exit button.

“I need your stamp on something,” V’s subordinate, Harry Wickman, spoke up. He had the good grace not to acknowledge her condition the last time he'd seen her. She was grateful for that. "It’s possible one of our assets was exposed.”

V nearly jumped out of her chair at that. She rushed over to his side of the office. “Is it Frankfurt again?”

“No, different issue. Local. Our agent at Biotechnica—'' He started to explain, but V nudged him aside and pulled up the report on his computer. Then she activated her Sandevistan. It didn’t slow time, not truly, but it slowed down her perception of time enough to increase her speed and mental acuity. It proved invaluable in combat, and just as effective for speedreading. Within seconds, V had a full picture of the situation.

“Pull him out,” she told him. “But calmly, don’t raise any eyebrows. Otherwise they’ll catch on.”

“Jenkins will be livid,” Wickman warned.

“I’ll handle Jenkins.”  

“Understood.” He turned away from her and returned to his work.

With that taken care of, V sat back at her own desk, feeling much more energized than before. Nothing quite as satisfying as a crisis averted. Now on to the next one. V steepled her fingers and leaned her forehead against them. Her next step had become clear. She’d promised Harry she’d handle Jenkins, and that was exactly what she’d do.

V rummaged around in the bottom drawer of her desk until she found a burner phone. With the secretive nature of many of her missions, she made sure to keep a few ready at all times. She grabbed her coat out of her locker, slipped the phone into one of the pockets, and headed down to the first floor of the tower, then out into the crisp night air.

—

When she’d put a sufficient amount of distance between herself and Arasaka Tower, she pulled the phone back out and dialed the number of Director Susan Abernathy. Not her office, but the personal line she’d found in the datashard. On the third ring, Abernathy answered.

“Who is this?” she asked suspiciously.

“Director Abernathy,” V began. “This is Valerie Locke. I work for Arasaka Counter Intel, under Arthur Jenkins. You may know me by my codename, V.”

“Yes, I believe Frank Nostra just mentioned you to me recently. Is this about transferring to Spec Ops?”

V felt a rush of gratitude towards Frank for holding up his end of the bargain. It might give her an edge in this conversation. “No, this is about a more serious matter, ma’am. Earlier this evening, Arthur Jenkins tried to recruit me into a plot to assassinate you."

For a while, there was silence on the other end.

"That idiot. I might've expected this from him. Always was reckless and insubordinate." Abernathy paused, and V heard the sound of papers being shuffled around. "Do you have any proof to back up these accusations?"

"Nothing concrete, unfortunately. I have a datashard of intel he's collected on you."

“I’ll be expecting you to hand that over.”

“Of course. When can we meet?”

"I’ll send someone to pick it up. Do you have a suitable location you can get to quickly?”

“Lizzie’s Bar,” V said instantly. “In Kabuki.” A dark and noisy location was better for discretion, an unexpected location even more so. Lizzie’s wasn’t exactly a hot spot for Arasaka employees; V herself only frequented the bar because it was a favorite of Jackie’s.

“Be there in an hour,” Abernathy said, and then the line went dead.

V smiled to herself. Normally she’d be concerned about whether her car could make it there on time, but luckily, Jenkins had given her access to his AV. Time to make good use of it.

#cyberpunk 2077 #corpo v #fanfiction #cyberpunk 2077 fanfiction #corpo lifepath #the corpo rat #corpocyborg #wip #secure your soul: a cyberpunk 2077 fanfiction #plan a #valerie locke #i finally gave her a real name! #it's inspired by peter wiggin's locke alter ego from ender's game #and by extension i suppose john locke #spotify

[ebwardelric]

Tag game under the cut - People you'd like to know better!

Tagged by @corpocyborg - thank you!!

Fave ships

- Mustang x Hawkeye from Fullmetal Alchemist (no#1 forever)

- Garrus x renegade Shepard from the Mass Effect Trilogy

- Sailor Venus x Sailor Mars from Sailor Moon (all Sailor moon series and movies and the manga)

- Cassandra Pentaghast x Inquisitor from Dragon Age Inquisition

- Sailor Uranus x Sailor Neptune from Sailor Moon (all series, movies etcccc and this one is canon too lmao)

- Se-Ri and Jeong-Hyeok from Crash Landing On You

- Kyo Sohma and Tohru Honda from Fruits Basket

- Yami Bakura and Marik Ishtar from Yugioh (it just gets me)

Last song

Wind of Change by The Scorpions

Last film

Monsters of Man - tw for gore if anyone attempts to watch it, it's on YouTube free at the moment and is about killer AI units... Why they kinda cute though...

Currently reading

Just finished my re-read of Tipping The Velvet by Sarah Waters and am in love with Nancy again so that's me... Other than that I'm doing edits on my novel and it's 💀

Current craving

24/7 wanting veggie gyoza with a teriyaki dipping sauce

#I've not tagged anyone bc all my moots have done this super recently (to my knowledge!!!) I've seen this one floating about a bit recently! #tag game #if you have any films or songs or books recs I'm all ears because I'm deep in re-reading things I already own atm #also so sorry corpocyborg I didn't do the ten songs one yet it got buried 😭😭😭😭😭😭

[illusivesoul]

Wip Meme

Was tagged by @corpocyborg Thank you :)

I'll tag @celemee @nowandthane @marythegizka and @lyriumlullaby-ao3 Only if you feel like doing this, of course.

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"Have you remained in touch with Cassandra?"

"Yes, her letters complaining about nobility and orlesians and nevarrans are always an amusing read, and we've met whenever I've traveled to Val Royeaux. She's happy, and she keeps Vivienne quite happy too, though she is understandably reserved about the topic"

"The right hand of the Divine has many uses" Leliana tried to keep her mind focused in the warm mental image of Cassandra making Vivienne happy, and not on the bitterness that surrounded the edges of her mind, the poisonous thought that had accompanied her all these years that said that the Sunburst Throne should have been hers "Quite the match they made. I could have given our dear Cassadra some advice had Vivienne not gotten rid of me as quickly as she did"

"You wouldn't have stayed even if she asked you to. You were too stubborn, too proud. You still are, Leliana" Josephine smiled as she slid the desserts tray towards the redhead "Try them"

#tag meme #illusivesoulwriting

[another-corpo-rat]

15 Lines

Tagged by @merge-conflict

Tagging: @theviridianbunny, @corpocyborg, @bnbc

Rules: Post 15 lines (or less) of character dialog. You can include context for the scene if you wish!

Hopping on the ask game part of this cos its fun, so shoot an ask with the number if you want context!

Mighta done this wrong cos its all from wips and not posted fics but aw well

Victoria Crane:

“You are neither skilled nor pretty enough to talk to me with that tone.”

“Have you ever tried thinking before you open your mouth?”

“Behave.”

“Oh, you’re here.”

“Blackhand, Silverhand…I’m noticing a trend, Adam.”

“You’ll get what you earn.”

“You should wear it more often.”

“Smasher you fucking—! Your mother should have swallowed you!”

“Again, that’s entirely your fault.”

“I swear if you get so much as a drop of blood on this blazer...”

“The circus must be missing its clown.”

“He likes cheap wine and even cheaper whores; we’re nothing alike.”

“You have your methods and I have mine, let’s leave it at that.”

“No, I was too busy imagining burning that shirt with you in it.”

“Why would I still grieve for someone whose name I can’t be bothered to remember?”

#tag game #victoria crane

[ghostoffuturespast]

OC Associations

Tagged by @elmknight Thank you! <3

Here's Grandpa...

Animal: Cooper’s Hawk

Colors: Purple and Yellow

Month: November

Song: Throw Me Down The Stairs - Sleigh Bells

Number: 4

Day or Night: Night

Plant: Wolf’s Bane

Smells: Black pepper, ozone, sweat

Gemstone: Citrine

Season: Winter

Places: Lele Park, Red Peaks Trailer Park, abandoned buildings

Food: Jajjangmyeon, pancakes, pozole, Triple Cheese Moonchies 

Astrological Sign: Libra

Element: Earth (metal? - dunno lol)

Drink: Tiancha Pomegranate

Tagging with no pressure: @shimmer-like-agirl @luvwich @vox-monstera @morganlefaye79 @medtech-mara @streetkid-named-desire @merge-conflict @corpocyborg @tarmac-rat

#cyberpunk 2077 #oc: valerie hye jin li #my grandpa v #stinky not fresh #tag you're it #reindeer games #oc associations

[bnbc]

WIP WEDNESDAY

tysm for a tag @corpocyborg

I'm not sure I if I shared it already or not, this WIP is quite old (I finished 2 fics since I started this one) yet I would like to finish it one day and need a push xD

"How do you usually start?" "I undress." Heinrix's reflection remains still, but Isabella feels how his hands on her shoulders move subtly. Their eyes meet in the mirror, and she suddenly is overcome by the desire to yank the strings on her dress to let the fabric flow down her arms and lean to the chair’s back so that Heinrix’s palms slide down, as by their own will. It's not the best time for this, but... Maybe later. “I’m not kidding,” Isabella says. “It'll be easier later to clean myself than my dress." "Reasonable." She watches his fingers trail along her collarbone to touch the lace at the edge of her neckline. “I’m afraid we'll have to break this tradition,” Heinrix feigns a heavy sigh, but the corner of his mouth is raised in a slight grin. “Otherwise I'll be less than helpful.” "Oh no. So what should we do?" “There is a simple solution,” he doesn't hide his smile now. "I will undress."

#this one should have been zero ZERO sexy #and here we are I dont contol them #oc: Isabella von Valancius #Rogue Trader #heinrix van calox #gigiltrader

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happy wip wednesday :3 tagged by @streetkid-named-desire, tagging @corpocyborg and @another-corpo-rat (if you like!)

presenting this bit that I reread recently and made me want to clean up and add to thread-safe. apparently this story will continue to haunt me for the end of my days

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Valentine is a thief. Sometimes it feels like she’s forgotten what thief means, except for person like me. Whatever that means, these days. Someone who wants something she can’t have. She reaches– the third time in as many minutes– and Alt shows her the same video feed.

Goro has his eyes closed, and it’s dark. He’s supine but not asleep, breathing measured but heart rate elevated. She replays it again in her head: the blanket she’d given him wrapped around his shoulders, the gentle surprise in his eyes, how she’d forgotten when she’d looked at him– how she’d forgotten everything except for how much she wanted to touch him.

She dismisses the feed, and immediately wants it back. She wants to scream, but her throat is raw. She reaches again– a flick of her fingers. She wonders if Alt is connecting her manually or if it’s an automatic approval. She wonders if that even matters.

Goro has his eyes closed, and it’s dark. He’s supine but not asleep, breathing measured but heart rate elevated. She dismisses the feed. She can’t face him again. If she does she’ll do something she’ll regret and he’ll let her.

Valentine is a thief. Out of reluctance. Necessity. She doesn’t want to be this way, but she is.

She eases open the door to Kerry’s room– the main suite in the penthouse is twice as large as the others, with a double door to match. On the bed Johnny is curled tightly around Kerry, their limbs tangled together. He’s frowning in his sleep, and a part of her yearns to slide into bed behind him. She wants to sink her teeth into his skin, wants to fold herself up so she can hide inside him, the way she’d once harbored him. It doesn’t work that way. It should, but it doesn’t.

#wip wednesday #it should but it doesn't #heart-thief valentine #cyberpunk 2077