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someone: why do you like muscular female characters?
me:
One is never afraid of the unknown; one is afraid of the known coming to an end.
Jiddu Krishnamurti (via fyp-philosophy)
The odds are high that the best of me has already been ripped away and that if I don’t keep hold of myself I will lose what’s left.
Laura Wiess, Such a Pretty Girl (via wordsnquotes)
My muse hasn't slept for days. Send 🛏 for your muse to drag mine to bed
Sig: *sees anything having to do with the institute*
Sig: My hands were broken and I am plauged to be constantly flipping you off
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“Shady Sands.” The blunt words fell out of her mouth as if they were the plague. She hasn’t said those words in a really long time. “You?” Jo asks as she picks up her glass and swirls the light liquid around for a minute.
“I wish I remembered” she replies lowly, tipping back her glass and downing it easily. There was the distinct burn whiskey carried down her throat and warmed her belly.
“My father was the son of a vault dweller... and I don’t even remember my mother” she admits, no reason to open up to this woman other than their paths could be closer than they know. “What brings you out to new territory though? she questions, pouring herself another glass of whiskey.
“Beer.” Jo said bluntly as she eyed the closed door. Noticing a nearby stool, she sat down and began to pick at her finger. “Please…” She muttered.
Sigrid pours the woman a pint, setting it in front of her. “Absynthe--” she introduces herself how she’s used to. “Where you from?” she questions, nursing her glass of whiskey.
Starset {Sentence Starters}
"In the dead of night, you went dark on me."
"I am gonna take the past away."
"Can you tell me how to feel? 'Cause I don't feel anything."
"There's something sinister about the way it hurts."
"I had plans to make you whole."
"If it means the death of me, I won't let go."
"There's a memory of how we used to be."
"But I found in you what was lost in me."
"They said there was no way."
"I could be the one who's always there to break your fall."
"There's nothing left, but I'm not leaving."
"They could never blind me."
"How could you just walk away and leave me here?"
"I know, this is the point of no return."
"They think I'm crazy, but they don't know the feeling."
"You're so far gone, but I'm not leaving."
"You make everything okay."
"I need your help, I can't fight this forever."
"I will bring you back to me."
"Who are you to change this world?"
"When I attack, I'm taking all."
"I could lie awake just to watch you breathe."
"I cannot stop this sickness taking over."
"No one needs to hear your words."
"They wanna break me and wash away my colors."
Send ‘*’ to kiss my muse full on the lips.
“Damn right I’m far from that shithole.” Jo remarked as she walked into the weathered bar. She leaned against the bar and scuffed her boots on the wooden floor.
“Nice place ya got here.” She motioned to the establishment she was standing in.
“Took everything to get here from there” Sigrid says enigmatically. She closes the door behind them. “What can I get you?” she questioned lowly.
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Sigrid sighs, sweeping some dirt off from her Bar’s opening. “We’re not opened yet..” she draws quietly, rolling her shoulders slightly. She nodded her head slightly. “You’re a little far from New Vegas” she observed tersely.
“Come in, two sand girls can talk” she insisted then, setting the broom up against the wall and motioned her in.
“And the ranger’s aim was deadly with the big iron on her hip.”
[Indie Fallout OC]
[Non-selective]
[Multi-ship and multi-verse]
brooklyn nine-nine inspired sentence meme
“I kinda wish something could happen, between us, romantic styles.”
“You can’t handle the me!”
“Forget your ex, have meaningless sex. It rhymes because it’s true.”
“The English language cannot fully capture the depth and complexity of my thoughts, so I’m incorporating Emoji into my speech to better express myself. Winky-face.”
“Yay, enemies for life!”
“It’s the most fun day of the year, something you wouldn’t understand because you’re not programmed to feel joy.”
“Almost makes me wanna take things seriously all the time, but then I’m like, ‘boobs, farts, boobs, whatever.’”
“He is a sea-witch in disguise, do not sing into his shell!”
“I cannot believe that I’m considering a non-violent option.”
“I’m gonna punch him so hard in the mouth that he bites his own heart.”
“Blink twice if you’d like me to mercy kill you.”
“I feel like I’m the Paris of people.”
“My mother cried when I was born because she knew that she’d never be better than me.”
“I am flummoxed! That’s a word I learned for this party, and I am it!”
“No staring at your phone, no rolling in two hours late, no sweatpants, no jeans, no shorts.”
“I’m fine at parties. I just stand in the middle of the room and don’t say anything.”
“The greatest thing that could ever happen has just happened.”
“Chop-chop. There’s plenty of embarrassing to do and only a few hours to do it in.”
“What’s the safest way to set a car on fire?”
“Space is scary! You saw what it did to Sandy Bullock!”
“Fear is a powerful aphrodisiac.”
“Ugh, she never smiles. Is her mouth broken!?”
“Hey, you like spaghetti? And weed?”
“I mean, why would a death threat be a big deal? Oh, that’s right, ‘cause it threatens death!”
“That’s right! Just kicked Santa in the testicles.”
“Guaranteed train-wreck. Thanks for the invite.”
“Can we please eat?! My body is starting to digest itself.”
“Yeah, but that was before I knew I could get up on this high horse. Love the view up here. Clip clop!”
“Turn your greatest weakness into your greatest strength. Like Paris Hilton re: her sex tape.”
“Don’t give candy to a baby! They can’t brush their teeth!”
“The inside of your cheeks are very sensitive. It’s like the inside of your thighs, but with tongue.”
“But seriously, what’s your favourite Jay-Z song?”
“Shhhhh…turn off your mouth siren…”
“You look like a corpse we just pulled out of the river.”
RJ places four caps on the counter and sits down, watching the other patron out of the corner of his eye. A habit. He’s always worried about the Gunner’s finding him without his gun.
“I’m a mercenary,” he replies. “Let’s just say both are kinda common. Less of both, though. You seem to run a decent place, here.”
“Don’t worry, hotshot-” she winks as she catches him looking about. “No one’s allowed guns in the bar area, I didn’t tell yah because I was picking on yah” she waves her finger at him. Though she smiles. “Thank yah kindly... you know I’m always lookin’ for some runners to scavenge for supplies and such” she offers, leaning on the counter with crossed arms. “Decent pay and free drinks. The girls, or guys will give you free private dances if you get them stuff” she explains.
“You can call me Absynthe though -- since I’m not your employer”