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'' you built me, senator. ''
a semi-lit john walker rp blog, taking place after the events of thunderbolts*. +18 only. crossovers, select oc blogs, & canon marvel blogs welcomed !!
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Taking a small break from writing Walker while being paranoid about the whole new war starting, I promise we'll be back to writing him soon enough. In the meantime, we'll be using our escapism via the new marvel oc. the combination of our two fixations is the only way to fix this
Okay what about fuck marry kill: Bob, Sylvia, and Alexei
For god's sake.. For my sanity's sake, I won't be explainin' these, but.
Fuck Bob, Marry Sylvia, and kill Alexei.
that’s a good answer! what about that anger in you? wouldn’t you want to rid yourself of that? wouldn’t it save you some trouble?
also fuck marry kill - bob, peanut butter jelly sandwich, and me (who is hot and sexy and super rich and awesome)
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My anger is important to who I am, even if it's misplaced sometimes. If I didn't have my anger, I wouldn't have gone into the military, join the Special Forces, become Captain America, or be in the New Avengerz. What would I be if I took that away from myself?
Annnd I fuckin' knew it. Dumbass question. Let's see.. first off, the sandwich is a definite kill, a.k.a. I'm eatin' it. For the other two.. if you're not lying, then it'd be stupid not to hypothetically marry you, then I'd be rich as well! Also, fucking Bob. No reason behind that one.
i miss them 💔💔
uh huh. well, since i’m here, maybe i can do a little questioning to give you something to do..
if you could ever change something about yourself on a fundamental level, what would you change?
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As long as it isn't basically fuck-marry-kill, then sure. Though, you're goin' a little deep for a Monday night, huh?
If I had to change one thing about myself, it'd probably be my need to sleep. I already struggle with enough, so if I could negate that entirely.. I'd get so much done.
That night while John was in his room, likely relaxing or whatever John does in his room, a knock sounded on his door in the tower.
Outside stood Sylvia, currently dressed in a dress as if she took it from the early 1900's with her hair curled nicely, her signature red color donning her lips and wearing some heels that matched the white dress. In her hand she held a bottle of vodka that she held close to herself, staring off a bit to the side, her lips pursed a bit nervously for some reason. Waiting as patiently as she could.
Staring at a laptop screen covered in divorce documentation, Walker rubbed his face, blue eyes glazed over in a bit of distress. He'd truly rather be doing anything else.. but it needed to get done at some point. The last thing John needed was another pushy call from Olivia, it was basically the only time he heard her voice these days. The man leaned back in his desk chair then, sighing as his mind wrapped around itself.
The knock on the door felt like a blessing, not hesitating to close his computer and walk toward the entrance of the room. John Walker needed a good distraction anyways. The Agent opened the door, eyebrows raising at the sight of Sylvia.. he almost chuckled at her old-timey look, but his voice caught in his throat for a moment. Hey, it wasn't everyday that he was met face to face with his dressed-up teammate on a lonely night.
"Am I missin' a party or somethin'?" John joked, a confused grin on his face. "Or are you givin' me a birthday present early?" The man looked tired, wearing his comfy attire, suddenly feeling very underdressed. And very curious.
When the door finally opened, the blonde woman would look up with a smile at the sight of him only to chuckle at his words, shaking her head at the questions about her appearance with the alcohol. "No, there's no party right now, though technically you could call my presence one if you'd like," she'd joke before shrugging her shoulders lightly.
"I guess you could say I wanted to check in with you, and see if you'd like to share a drink with me." she'd go on rather smoothly, hiding the front of the bottle as she held it towards her chest. "Can I come in?" she'd ask more directly, hoping that he wouldn't shoot it down immediately..
"Basically like a party." John said in agreement, sure, it wasn't a big ol' gala, but when did the Agent actually enjoy being at those fancy torture chambers? Having on a tie alone made him feel like he was suffocating already.
Walker wrinkled his brows as Sylvia continued to speak, a sense of surprise filling his stomach. The man didn't get many 'check-ins', especially not from his team in this Tower. The timing couldn't have been better, given that he would've probably been up all night lamenting over his divorce if not for Walker's dressed-up teammate. The pure relief of it all stopped him from questioning why Sylvia wouldn't show the label of the bottle, didn't even notice the attempts at hiding the front of the liquor.
"I guess, since I've got nothin' better to do." John shrugged, backing away from the door. Despite him answering like it was an afterthought, a grateful expression rested upon his face- a tad bit softer than his usual grimace. "Make yer'self at home." He offered, tugging out his desk chair to sit on.
The man's bedroom was tidy enough, an out of date calendar on the wall beside his framed military academy graduation certificate. Everything hung on the walls could've been pieced back to John's achievements, which was probably why the man's ego was so big. His queen bed was the only thing not neat about his room, the sheets all undone and messy, as if he never bothered to make them. Maybe it was out of spite, due to his bed always needing to be perfect when he was in the Special Forces.
if i didn’t know any better, i’d think you were happy to hear from me
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Happy might be pushin' it. I'm glad, yes, but that's a different thing entirely.
ooc; playtest wyatt russell how you fascinate me..
put that boy in more awful situations please. bandersnatch his ass
Bob realizes he and his roommate might be a little more similar than he had originally anticipated...
are you gonna be sweet today?
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Yeah, yeah. Whatever. Nice to hear from you again n' all that.
If I want to spend my time with you John, I would say that is very worth it to me. Ignoring the loser comment at least. Maybe things haven't been good lately with you, but I think you are a good man. Deep down inside under all that grouchiness.
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I appreciate it, I guess. I know I'm a good man, some people just don't get it though. Like Barnes, or pretty much any journalist.
I'm gon'na figure ya' out, I swear by it.
You mention me a lot, Walker. For a guy who says he doesn’t think about me at all.
That's not even slightly true, and y'know that. Plus, I don't think it counts when it's always with the intent to diss you. That basically cancels it out.
And when did I say that? I mean, it's true, but still.
🤎 a cozy autumn date with Ava 🧡
“You have bad taste in Sagas, Jurassic Park supior compared to Star Wars…”
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You've got'ta be shitting me right now. Jurassic Park pales in comparison to Star Wars! You've got dinosaurs, sure, but I've got entire alien races and a lifetime worth of content material.
