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masterjedilenawrites · 11 months
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How would you imagine the delta boys to react or what they would do when they get back after a rough mission??
Aww this image of battered, downcast Deltas made me so sad... 😢 I just want to protect and love them, your honor.
Boss: Holds himself together for a bit. There's plenty of debriefings and paperwork to get through once they're back, and it won't do for him to be emotional during any of it. He's also hyper-sensitive to the feelings of his squad and he doesn't want to feed into their misery with his own. He won't be overly positive, but he'll maybe try a small pep talk or some comforting shoulder pats as they separate to cope in their own ways. The first time Boss is alone is when he hits the showers, and that's when he'll finally acknowledge his own feelings. He'll let himself take a longer shower than normal, indulging in the hot water hitting his skin while he stands there, motionless and melancholy. There may even be a few frustrated tears that get swept away with the water.
Fixer: Is such a grumpy boy. He doesn't like missions that don't end well, that don't go according to plan. He will be analyzing every detail from the mission, mulling it over and over in his head to figure out what went wrong, and venting about it to anyone who will listen. He never puts names to his feelings, let alone give himself the time or space to properly deal with them. His anger comes out in his speech, clipped and annoyed. His fear becomes pools of sweat along his hairline. His guilt manifests into tinkering and planning, trying to find improvements in both technology and strategy so the difficulties they faced today don't persist into the future. His name is Fixer for a reason; he will not rest until he finds a way to fix whatever broke on this mission.
Scorch: Is simply tuckered out. He will be uncharacteristically quiet as he shuffles his feet out of the ship and toward home base. The playful glint usually found in his eyes has been dimmed as he fights off his exhaustion. He sits numbly through the debriefs and for once doesn't have any quippy retorts when told what to do. As soon as he is able, he collapses onto any decently comfy surface and sleeps for a good, long while. He really can't process such devastating emotions, not when they're so fresh, so intense. He can't fully sleep them off, but the nap diminishes their sting, and allows him to get some of his spunk back, too. When he wakes, he'll be back to his usual self, but will have random moments of melancholy as he slowly processes the events of the mission.
Sev: On the outside, he doesn't seem much different, simply dark and broody as always. But on the inside, he's hurting. Bad. Nothing gets him down quite like a failed mission. He takes full responsibility, even for the things outside of his control. He can't help it. If fighting is the one thing he was made for, how could he brush off failure? Whether or not these feelings come to the surface depends on who he's around. If Fixer is pacing about and venting, then Sev will likely blow up in anger. If Scorch crashes on the bunk next to him, Sev will sit in contemplative silence for as long as his brother sleeps. And a shoulder pat from Boss? However quick or innocent, that's what impacts Sev the most. He'll disappear and let himself cry over the comforting gesture.
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elitadream · 3 months
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Reunion time! 😄💕
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DP x DC prompt:
Daniel was seething. It's been a year since he left the league and they've already found him. Well, it was his mother who found him. Not that that was any better but at least it wasn't Grandfather.
It also shouldn't have taken him so long to dispose of those soldiers. They weren't even that capable. Far below his level and yet he struggled. He needed to resume his training soon or else he would become rusty.
He cursed himself for getting too comfortable with civilian life. Not that his life was comfortable, far from actually.
He had been adopted by a pair of mad scientist with no concept of lab safety; and for all the intelligence they had, they couldn't fathom how to properly take care of a child, leaving their daughter to take care of herself and now her newly adopted sibling!
He sighed. He was starting to get angry. He couldn't afford to get angry. Especially not at Jazz. She was only two years older than him and was doing her best. She's also the only good thing in his life right now meaning that he had to cherish her, not break her. (He wouldn't be like his brother)
His mind stayed on Jazz for a while before immediately increasing his speed. He really needed to resume his training. How could he be so slack to forget such a possibility! Daniel desperately hoped that his sister Jazz was okay and that they wouldn't dare.
Entering through his bedroom window he rushed straight to Jazz's bedroom. It was open. She wasn't there.
Daniel started to panic when he heard a muffed scream coming from downstairs. Adrenaline coursed through his veins as he rushed down the stairs and into the kitchen.
In all honesty Daniel expected the worse. To see his sister Jazz dead on the floor, thick red gushing from her neck, the scent of blood in the air. And there was blood, it just wasn't her's.
Daniel always prided himself on having a vivid imagination. It was a great way to escape after an especially hard training session with his brother. But he would have never imagined this.
In the small, laughably suburban kitchen of the Fenton household was a sight to behold. In the air were two mangled bodies, unidentifiable if not for the league's emblem still visible on one of them. And on the wall was a splatter, a rather big one. It wasn't blood. It was too dark to be. But whatever it was was very unlucky.
In the center of the kitchen was Jazz. Her arms were outstretched, burning sigils rotating at the end of each palm. Her eyes glowed a bright icy blue.
Upon noticing him everything stopped. She looked fearful. Tears threatening to come forth.
"Wait I can explain, just don't tell mom or dad! Please!"
Daniel, still a bit shocked but not as much, simply walked into the kitchen towards the cupboard. Taking out a clean towel he unsheathed he sword and began to clean it.
He looked over his shoulder towards Jazz. She didn't look as scared but her eyes still held some fear. So he spoke, making sure the still bloody sword was in veiw.
"I won't tell if you don't." He flashed a grin his tiny fangs peaking out.
Jazz sighed as in the weight of the world was lifted off of her. She looked at him and smiled.
"Mom and Dad aren't going to be back for a while. Wanna help me clean up?"
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zaana · 8 months
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I'm convinced they used to do this
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orobty · 1 year
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Family Tradition
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kurt-dontcry · 2 months
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chapter 4 is out I wanted to show a bit of world building sooo hope you like it! ( ・∇・)
Ch3 / Masterlist / Ch5
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housh · 1 year
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smashing together my current interests like a toddler w legos
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wallbang-buzzkill · 11 months
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i cant remember if i posted this anywhere but i was looking through my old procreate files and found this,,, hell if i know
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daisydood · 6 months
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yk those little scenes after his diagnosis when arthur just has to sit for a second and rest? i cried every. single. time.
we knew how his story was gonna end and so did he and those little moments tied it together so horribly well it makes me so sad
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flummoxedart · 2 months
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ooh wee
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dark-elf-writes · 8 months
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I really really want Cloud to lean into the whole “raised in the middle of nowhere” thing.
Give me a Cloud who is very much “these mother fuckers don’t even have wolves”. A Cloud that knows how to do a bit of everything because there’s so few people where he’s from and if they wanted something fixed him and his Ma had to do it themselves. A Cloud in a Midgar winter in shorts and a T-shirt because this am isn’t even cold what is everyone complaining about. A Cloud who can do unholy things with a roll of tape, ball of twine, and a broken boot knife that traumatizes his fellow troopers. A Cloud that is like “but have you seen [something untranslatable but incredibly terrifying sounding]”. A Cloud that kind of shrugs after a run in with a monster where everyone is scraped ups bf bleeding and vaguely traumatized like “it’s no dragon”.
A Cloud that has been running feral and free in mountains far less hospitable than fucking midgar of all places and is always bitching about these city people who don’t know what cold is and all of their alcohol (that he’s not technically old enough to drink for all that he’s been old enough back home) is watery and useless and how no one can hem a pair of fucking pants without taking them to a damn tailor.
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rexscanonwife · 1 year
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Rex is such a workaholic, he literally has a whole ass woman in his bunk and all he can think about are reports and paperwork smh 🙄🙄🙄
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gothprentiss · 1 year
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The Bering and Wells wedding episode was literally so crazy. Remember when Pete gave his speech at the end and announced he was moving to New Zealand and that was LITERALLY the last time he was on the show? (The phone call in the series finale doesn't count)
yeah i have to say while it was UNBELIEVABLY romantic, they really did go over the top. like was the grappling hook helicopter exit necessary? the entire wedding planning sequence with hg terrorizing the florists? artie tearing it up on the dance floor? the b plot with claudia and pete having to stealth neutralize a rogue artifact before it could ruin the wedding? and dont get me STARTED on the costuming
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wr-n · 11 months
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Dust.... never cleans his room.... but he doesnt want people to nag him about it.... so he keeps his room off limits.... even to Horror....
but one day he hurts himself and he realizes that his blood/magic made a mess.... HE made a mess... he WAS a mess....
so he spirals.... and for a week hides in his room until Nightmare coaxes him out by taking his negativity....
not fixed but better.
eventually Cross talks to him and they somehow start talking about duty. how even if they dont feel worthy, they have to keep going.... like good soldiers.
and Dust thinks about it for a while. it helps to be distracted by new concepts... about worth.
and while he doesnt fully agree, its something he tries to remember and it makes Dust and Cross a little closer
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shysheeperz · 7 months
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