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sgterso · 10 months
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i hope you and jyn have a good day
APOLLO!!!!! hello my love how are you?? i hope you and miss hannah seed are having the BEST day ever!!
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feralseed · 2 years
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“  please don’t scare me like that again.  i can take a lot of things,  but not losing you.  ”
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" 'm sorry, " it's lark's instinct to SHRINK BACK, eyes closed -- expecting swift punishment and redirection. however, nothing comes. . . no slap, no swift pop to the jaw, no yelp of pain. . . and lark wrenches an eye open, looking worriedly at her aunt. it takes a minute, but she realizes she won't be getting retaliation for what she's done, and the girl straightens. " i. . . didn't mean to scare you. " she mumbles, before dropping the kill in front of her. her arm still dripped blood, claw marks wrapped around her small arm, but the wolverine was dead, with one of lark's arrows in it's eye. she'd won, but not without a fight. " it was too close. wanted to protect you. "
soft angst memes / hella accepting !!
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moldcursed · 2 years
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𝚘𝚗𝚎  𝚍𝚊𝚢  𝚝𝚑𝚎  𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚑  𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕  𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗  𝚠𝚒𝚍𝚎,                 𝚊𝚗𝚍  𝚒'𝚕𝚕  𝚏𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠  𝚢𝚘𝚞  𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎...
𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚𝐡 && 𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧  ;  only  @ezerkenegdc​  may  reblog.
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mslangermann-a · 1 year
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“everything will fall into place.”
@ezerkenegdc
    Lynn Langermann was not a woman who believed the world ran on fate. Choices were made and the consequences pushed her to the next choice. Over and over the cycle continues and she carves her own path - for better or for worse. This life is not something dictated by a higher power. It is hers alone. 
    And here she stands in the consequences of her choices - a choice to send Blake to Hope County for a story, a choice to come after him. How easily their lives have been unraveled simply by Lynn’s persistent ego curiosity. 
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     “My husband is gone. It can’t be fixed. It can’t... fall into place.” The anger burns in her voice like a slow poison, too calm in the wake of all that’s happened. “This fucking cult took him from me.” 
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cyberpawn-arc · 1 year
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something that gives your muse hope.
Character Headcanons
Kids.
Kids give V hope. A fun fact about Vale is that when they were really focusing on being a merc, they frequently took on low-paying gigs as a babysitter for kids in their apartment complex or around town. This often lead to plenty of days where V was housesitting and watching kids and interacting with the future of Night City. Playing pretend, reading stories, playing video games, all of that gave Vale hope for the future, as that's what Vale wants to do! They want to fight to make Night City a better and safer place for future generations!
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hnting · 2 years
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not to make small talk but like does jess have a favorite food or whatever
That sounds suspiciously close to small talk but okay 🤨🤨
Jess' favorite food at this point is anything homemade. Anything she can't cook for herself over the campfire or find lying around. She would quite literally kill for some baked goods or a piece of cake. Or some ice cream, which she hasn't had in years.
Mama Black didn't cook often, but when she did, when she would spend hours in the kitchen and her hair and clothes would smell of onion and cigarettes and cooking oil, that is when Jess felt closest to her. That's what she remembers most fondly about her mother.
So, she really isn't picky with food. Anything cooked in a real kitchen will melt her heart a little and bring back good memories.
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ofpsalms · 2 years
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 @ezerkenegdc​ gets a one liner ( x )
❝ Oh thank God... my car broke down about a half mile back. I was hoping for a little help. ❞
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vihilum · 1 year
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I give you the most gentlest kiss on your whole mouth and wish you a good day
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I am high off your supply. Love you, my light, and I hope YOU are having the most incredible day ❤️
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cultfought · 2 years
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“ the way the light’s hitting your hair. . . it’s beautiful. ”
@ezerkenegdc​ / sc !!
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samusings · 1 year
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what calms your muse down after a bad day?
Character Headcanons
Aether likes being able to decompress, he genuinely does love cuddling and when he gets to be in a big ol' cuddle pile. Aether loves that kind of physical connection, but he also does love having a big blanket nest and lots of pillows. There's a lot of focus on physical touch and stimulation when he needs to destress.
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sgterso · 1 year
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libby — I’m your biggest fan
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FAKE. I AM YOUR BIGGEST FAN.
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feralseed · 2 years
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@ezerkenegdc said : ❝  you can come to me with anything.  anything at all.  ”
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the young woman's brows knit together as she looks up from the relentless sharpening of an arrowhead. it's quieter here than it is in the mountains -- the wolves keep farther from this part of the county. the sun seems brighter here, perhaps since it doesn't have to fight it's way through the leaves of tall trees. it's peaceful. . . or perhaps that peace radiates from the woman who sits beside her. hannah seed. the wife of the prophet. her aunt. " do i. . . look like i hide something? " she asks cautiously, raising a thick red eyebrow. hannah's offer is meant to comfort, but lark struggles to take it that way. her purpose is clear -- there is no time for emotion. emotion will make her WEAK. and if she's showing through. . . perhaps more training is in order. the thought frightens lark, though she wouldn't admit it. she likes this assignment -- jacob has sent her here to protect joseph and hannah as the threat from the resistance grows -- and she'd hate to lose it. her eyes dart for a moment, hoping no one is close enough to overhear this interaction. " am happy. " she promises hannah, with a short nod, " my purpose here is to protect. you and the father. " her green eyes meet hannah's, and she offers the other woman the closest thing she can to a smile. a tight lipped curve of her lips. bared teeth were for enemies -- not her pack. " i. . . like it here. don't want to ruin that with. . . feelings. "
affectionate prompts / accepting !
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moldcursed · 2 years
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@ezerkenegdc​ sent :  [  DEFEND  ]  :  sender physically intervenes between receiver and a source of unwanted attention.    /   ( tense emergency meeting & sweet yellow defends the honor of green 😌 ) ​
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they’re  yelling,  voices  raised.  green  is  the  focus  of  their  attentions,  ethan,  the  crewmate  that  they  all  suspect  to  be  the  IMPOSTER.  the  KILLER  amongst  them.  the  arguments  he  makes  in  his  favor  are  cast  aside,  viewed  as  lies  ;  it’s  as  if  they  have  a  grudge  against  him,  determined  to  get  him  off  the  ship.  
[    AND  WHERE  WOULD  THEY  BE  WITHOUT  HIM,  WITHOUT  THE  CAREFUL  ENGINEERING  THAT  HELPS  TO  KEEP  THE  SHIP  IN  TOP  SHAPE?  ]
“  i’m  telling  you,  i  just  came  across  pink  that  way  ;  i  didn’t  hurt  them.  i  was  going  to  my  next  task,  and  i  FOUND  them  like  that.  come  on,  you  can’t  believe  i’m  the  one  who  did  it,  ”    ethan  argues,  glaring  at  black  with  fiery  eyes.  it’s  not  even  surprising  that  they  suspect  him,  honestly  ;  he  usually  keeps  to  himself,  usually  doesn’t  socialize  with  the  rest  of  the  crew  as  much.  they  don’t  KNOW  him  —  and  they  would  rather  take  it  out  on  the  one  they  do  not  know  as  well  than  cast  blame  on  people  that  they  DO.  it’s  sickening,  but  that’s  life,  he  supposes.
what  he’s  not  expecting  though  is  the  way  that  yellow  —  HANNAH  —  steps  in-between  them.  the  way  that  she  DEFENDS  him,  saying  that  she’d  been  with  him  the  entire  time.  in  reality,  she  hadn’t  —  but  the  others  don’t  know  that.  ethan  should  be  watching  the  others,  watching  for  signs  that  they  accept  hannah’s  evidence,  but  he’s  not  :  instead,  he  is  looking  solely  at  her,  GRATEFULNESS  and  ADMIRATION  across  his  face.
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finalslay · 1 year
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@ezerkenegdc​ asked :  "is this seat taken? sorry, it's a bit crowded here."  
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holly  blinks.
once,  twice,  three  times.
the  woman  stands  before  her,  that  kind  smile  on  her  face  as  she  awaits  her  answer,  and  holly  is  just  sitting  here  blankly  staring  at  her.  god.  what  an  idiot  she  must  look  like  right  now.  fuck.
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[  GET  IT  TOGETHER,  HOLLY  !  ]
she  shakes  her  head  eventually,  reaching  for  the  glass  of  coke  in  front  of  her  and  taking  a  long  swig  before  answering,    “  n-no.  you  can  have  it.  i’m  not  ...  i  mean,  i’m  here  alone.  ”      mary  may’s  is  full  at  this  time  of  day,  hence  why  she’s  secluded  herself  over  in  the  corner  booth,  far  from  everyone  else.  it  seems  that  this  woman  had  the  exact  same  idea.  great  minds  and  all  of  that  nonsense.  it’s  ironic  really,  the  way  that  she’d  come  to  town  to  be  around  people,  yet  the  idea  of  having  to  carry  on  a  conversation  makes  her  nerves  act  up.  
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cyberpawn-arc · 1 year
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“you can keep a secret, can’t you?” / hannah in the machine !
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Flashing lights on bright screens danced and glitched in an ephemeral synchronicity, decorating Vale's vision with something akin to a game. Something that made them feel like they weren't so alone in the world. A gentle voice that could only be described as guiding would lead them down paths of the world they were experiencing for the first time. The stranger lit up the screens as she pleased, corrupting advertisements for this game they played. The world was their oyster, and Vale was merely under the impression the were playing a game with a Netrunner who had her grasp on Night City's mainframe.
Staring at the cracked LCD screen that spoke to them, Vale laughed at the question offered to them. So this was why the voice had escorted them throughout the city? Just to get them to a lonely alleyway that hosted a single broken monitor that was still clinging to life? It was still plugged in, still connected to the grid of Night City, still beating with a pulse that a human heart could never keep up with.
But Vale could try. Vale could try to listen to this voice and converse. "Of course I can keep a secret! I'm a great secretkeeper! All my chooms say that! And we're chooms, yeah? We're friends? You're my friend, that's for sure! We could even trade secrets if you wanted! Seems fair, yeah?"
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hnting · 2 years
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RANDOM LYRIC STARTER CALL // @ezerkenegdc
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"I've watched you change. It's like you've never had wings."
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