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#𝙰𝚇𝙴𝙰𝚃𝚃𝙸𝚃𝚄𝙳𝙴. a portrayal of kerry eurodyne from the cyberpunk universe. private & selective, primarily plotting based. a blend of hc and canon. hiatus - find me on another muse, welcome to request url.

𝙻𝙸𝙽𝙺𝚂. carrd. prompts.

[axeattitude]

slowly turning kerry around in my mind like he's on a microwave tray

[maliusaidh]

[aidashakur]

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@thedravanianhorde: "hey, you, uh... ya wanna go for a ride? it's been a while since i went out to the flats. could do a fire, bring a bottle, do it nomad style. you in?" // from grant :3c

kerry taps the cherry off the end of his one-a-day allotted cigarette and shrugs, stretched across one of the poolside lounge chairs. grant has seemed distant most of the day and kerry, reluctant to step in on that, had left him to his own devices. it wasn't a concerning distance; it seemed thoughtful in its own way.

now he thinks that distance was something like yearning, or nostalgia. the siren song of grant's old life trying to pull him in, if only for a day or a night.

"huh, when? now?" he asks as he sits up, shakes off the drowsiness that had started to settle across him, and snuffs his cigarette out in an ashtray. he's not really done with it but it's smoked down enough that he may as well be. it'd gone out and needed to be relit twice already. "thought we were gonna get takeout later. thinkin' of... what, grabbin' that, then heading out instead? i'm not sayin' no, just wonderin' what kinda outfit to throw on."

[leneemusing]

send me a line of dialogue your muse would say to mine

as long or short as you want! create an original sentence prompt specifically for our muses’ dynamic

[disgustinggf]

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telling kerry to calm down when he’s already angry just launches him into an entirely new category of incandescent rage btw

[thedravanianhorde]

That's about what he'd figured. Despite his numerous little quirks and habits that seem contrarian to each other, Kerry's actually decently easy to read if you're paying attention. Nightmares don't necessarily have a routine, but there's a protocol that's easy to follow - up, shower, change. After that, it's anyone's guess as to whether it's dire enough to talk about or just something to sleep off. Tonight, though... It's looking like maybe it's a take a walk or a ride kinda night. Or, rather, hang out on the patio until the sun comes up and then go for coffee and take a nap kinda night.

Regardless, Grant's more than happy to take things as they come. Again, though, the method's important - he smiles, pressing a kiss to a damp temple. "Okay. No talkin', only showering. I'm all over it. Want in there alone or ya want me to join?"

Grant stands, moving over to the dresser to grab another worn out band shirt and a pair of boxers. "I'll get it goin' for ya, alright? You just focus on hydrating. Take it slow, though, ya still look rough. Careful."

Just to be safe, and having seen Kerry eyeing it a second earlier, Grant moves that trashcan over closer to him just in case he needs it. "...Bad one, huh?"

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kerry wrenches the lid off of the water bottle and drinks greedily of it, seeming more a parched man dying of thirst than one wading through the trench of a lingering nightmare. he does not take it slow or careful and he shudders for it, his stomach twisting. afterwards, he caps the bottle and rolls it across his forehead. it's cold and feels like a life preserver in the midst of simmering waters. he stubbornly swats back his nausea as he lowers the bottle and looks to grant again even as he can feel heat bloom in his chest and face, chasing behind a wave of cool static.

"yeah. bad one." there are times that it feels mortifying to be known so well. grant has learned most every highway, street, and murky back alley that composes the tangled roadmap of kerry. but there is fear in that, too. to be known it to be vulnerable, and to be vulnerable has backfired far too many times. it hasn't with grant, though. not yet.

"but you, uh... i'll- i'll shower alone." he doesn't want grant to watch him sit on the shower floor, head cradled against his knees, watching the water run towards the drain between his feet. he will leave grant's care for when he crawls out after.

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happy five years anniversary of writing kerry to me ✨

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saw something that said “I'm the easiest person to ragebait like please don't say shit to me cause yes l am going to get mad” and if that’s not absolutely kerry energy and behavior i don’t know what is. in a work/professional related environment he’ll temper his ragebait response but in every other way he’s like a hornet’s nest waiting for a reason to swarm (and he loves to run his mouth anyway)

[drunkpunks]

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@thedravanianhorde, grant: "i can't stand your driving."

grant had invited himself along today; kerry hadn't asked him to come. this, the mundane plodding through errands that could have been left to someone else but that kerry had wanted to do himself, inching from stop to stop in a day that had started too early and now feels like it's running on too long.

crawling through traffic in the shadows between city center's towering skyscrapers, kerry's patience runs out. really, though, it had stood no chance of lasting the day between grant's winces and muted noises of tensed anxiety.

kerry wrenches a hard right on his rayfield's steering yoke before he slams on the brakes and jolts to a stop at an awkward angle at the entrance to a parking garage. the passenger door slides open and up. the driver's doesn't.

"then get the fuck out," unfurled in a snap, it's not a request; it's a demand. there are more errands left yet. "find another way home."

[mcflymemes]

PROMPTS FOR PRE ESTABLISHED CONNECTIONS AND CREATING HISTORY BETWEEN CHARACTERS *  assorted dialogue for giving your characters a history and giving them past things or events to talk about, adjust as necessary

do you remember what i told you last time?

have you been doing well since i saw you?

that's not what you told me back then.

when was the last time i saw you?

you were shorter then.

i'm picking the restaurant this time.

we've known each other since we were children.

always knew i could count on you.

that time was different. this is worse.

you're not going to let me live that down, are you?

i seem to remember a conversation we had back then.

so you changed your mind about it?

do you remember our encounter in paris?

you should know me by now.

am i the only one that knows the truth?

we had a lot of help back then.

your mom told me to look out for you.

you just love bringing that back up to annoy me.

maybe don't mention my past indescretions?

this was never going to work out between us.

i told you not to get attached.

i know more about you than you think.

i was there, remember?

i'm not about to forget all the shit you put me through.

you told me you were going to try and make this work.

remember what i said to you?

the last time i saw you, things were good between us.

you never mentioned this before.

that was the longest flight of my life, and you made it worse.

can i still trust you after all that?

at least we tried to make something work.

we never discussed what happened between us.

okay, but i'm driving the car this time.

i haven't forgotten what you said last week.

i'm still thinking about your comment.

i didn't realize it was you when i first saw you.

you seem to make a lot of enemies around here.

there's not much for us to talk about.

we worked it out last time.

i know you far better than you know yourself.

we have a long history.

is that the shirt you were wearing last time?

what don't i know about you?

i haven't told them about us.

you were the only person i could go to.

you know me.

this is bigger than both of us.

i can't stand your driving.

are you taking me to the place we had dinner last time?

that's not at all what you said.

didn't we agree on that?

i thought i made it very clear where i stand.

are these the same people that came after you last time?

are you still going on about it?

can we talk about it?

staying silent about it won't help.

you're the only person who knows the real me.

this is a bad time to talk about your problems.

[wiedzlak]

❝    i’m all right.    ❞        more all right than he’s been   …   since he can remember.    the dampness in this world is nothing like the oppressive swamps of the west of his own world.    the air,    by some 'mechanical' magic geralt does not hope to comprehend,    remains steady inside kerry's villa,    AND THE RECESS REMAINS COMFORTABLY SHADED EVEN IN THE WARMTH OF THE LATE SUMMER AFTERNOON.    he wouldn't be surprised in the slightest were he to learn that he was,    perhaps,    the least demanding man kerry has known thus far. 

he lies on the side of his good knee,    and so he draws it up to curl his body inward,    his cheek pillowed upon bent elbow.    his gaze remains on kerry for a long moment,    devoid of any outward emotion,    before sliding back toward the wall.    he aches for home as much as he hopes to stay a bit longer here.    but his world is older now,    the monsters nearly eradicated,    THE WITCHERS OBSOLETE.    and he can shut his eyes here without keeping one ear open.

❝    just thinking about   …   life.    ❞        he has learned to speak louder here,    as clearly as his scraped throat can muster,    lest it not be caught in translation.        ❝    don't understand how any of this works.    or how you're all used to it.    ❞

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there are moments kerry tries to put himself in geralt's shoes. hundreds of years removed from his time on the opposite side of the world, in another when and place, with so few people he knows—mostly only kerry, really, which saddens him for geralt in a way he'd prefer not to think about.

geralt must need these escapes, even if they're just to the grotto. kerry wonders if it's enough, suspects it isn't, and wishes there were more he could do for him - like send him off to a cabin in the middle of fucking nowhere, let him fend for himself, reconnect with whatever old world (though it wouldn't be old for geralt, would it?) roots he might want to.

it's an idea he tucks away for later. he'll bring it up another time, when geralt doesn't seem so damn pensive.

"know how you grew up with everythin' you did, how you're used to that? same shit here." he leans back on his hands and shrugs. "don't think i'd do as good as you are if our roles were reversed though. like, i'd probably be dead in... fuck, a couple hours, tops. 'less you're there, of course. might take a couple days then."

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@loathsomedogs, nick: if you have nothing to hide, what's the problem?

kerry's smile is wide and polished; it belies the undercurrent of sharp irritation that pulses through him. it's only by the grace of his promise to himself that he'd try to make the smallest of efforts to behave that week that kerry doesn't loose his tongue.

people have some fucking nerve.

"nothin' i do or don't have to hide is any of your business," he says, and that is polished too, practiced, the celebrity voice, all teasing and i'm not telling you anything, isn't that charming?

it's all kerry is going to give.

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can i share a problematic “your muse is cancelled” hc