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HI GUYS i’m so sorry i haven’t been around much! i’m back at uni soon, so i’ve been running amok trying to get the apartment/employment situation nailed down for this year. i should be around to do replies and whatnot very soon, so just hang in there!!
REMEMBER KIDS !! some very important relationships are PLATONIC. some are maternal, paternal, friendships, siblingships. they do not all have to revolve around romantic/sexual attraction. please don’t ever think that i wouldn’t write with you if you didn’t want to bring a romantic/sexual ship to the table. I LOVE PLATONIC RELATIONSHIPS. THEY ARE UNDERRATED, UNDER EXPLORED, AND LOOKED PAST WAY TOO OFTEN. THEY CAN BE THE MOST IMPORTANT RELATIONSHIP TO A CHARACTER. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE.
goodforsiix.
“ you could have the face of an angel or a demon, sweetness, don’t mean a thing the second you walk through that front door. ” she winked before leaning in a bit && squinting at the brandished photograph [ who even carried real photos anymore? ] “ —ah. THAT one. you’ve just missed him, actually. caused a bit of a stir but nothing more than the girls are used to. this better not be a debt collecting thing. i don’t do FIGHTS under my roof. ”
“ nah, nothing like that... if anything, i owe HIM. ” it wouldn’t be the first time he’d been in a brawl in a place of DUBIOUS reputation, but something told him that getting into a fight here would be a one-way ticket to an ass-whooping by the woman in front of him. at least he’d gotten the guys on his trail off his back... he HOPES. “ we got split up and i had to take the long way around. did you see which way he went? ”
spunstories.
❝ hold up just one second, little brother. ❞ a softly huffed chuckle, hand raising to hold an index finger in nathan’s general direction —— as if the motion would cease his speech before he had the opportunity to continue. ❝ s’been scientifically proven that the first born gets the better genes… i read that on the internet, and y’know what ya’ can’t argue with ? science. ❞ the statement is made in jest, a smile already lifting the corners of his mouth —— something inevitable, of course… almost impossible to avoid when they’re together. time with his little brother had always been enough to signify a good day, no matter what else was happening.
he brings himself back into the moment, fingers lacing as he clasps his hands together, arms resting on his knees and he nods, makes certain nathan knows he hears him. though occupying the empty space between his index and middle digits, where a cigarette would be placed otherwise; he’d been trying to slow down. ❝ a puppy. s’good practice, for when you two decide to keep the drake bloodline going. which’ll be when exactly ? ❞ not for awhile, he knows… though it never hurt to think about how happy their mom would’ve been to be a grandmother someday.
“ whoa, now. one step at a time. ” he exhales a soft laugh that skirts the edges of NERVOUS ---- the topic of children isn’t one he’s broached with much SERIOUSNESS yet ( not that he doesn’t like kids, but they didn’t exactly have a PARAGON of fatherhood to look up to, growing up; Sully’s about the closest thing Nate has, but as much as Nate loves the guy... still might not be the ideal role model ).
shoving the thought aside, he cards his fingers through his hair. “ 'sides, the production of HEIRS is usually the responsibility of the ELDEST. when are you gonna get on that, huh? ” Nate cants his head in his brother’s direction, eyebrows arching in a PLAYFUL, expectant look.it’s so easy to fall into patterns like this again, even after everything ---- so easy to become the young boy who would always gaze at his older brother like he was the SUN.
OK LOOK i know this has probably been said 300000000 times but the fact that Nate's shirt is almost definitely a hand-me-down of Sam’s absolutely 100% kills me every time i think about it
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“ so... hmm. yep. I can say with certainty, looking at this map, that we are definitely, 100% LOST. ”
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“ shhh, shh, shh. i’m trying to focus here, Sully. ” he glances up. “ ...you’re not Sully. ”
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" y’know, why wasn’t Sam volunteered for the, uh, monkey business? 's really such a shame to hurt this face. ”
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" uh... hi. not every day i end up on the same rooftop as everybody else. ”
starter call !
goodforsiix.
“ oh, KITTEN, you’re going to have to be far more specific than that. you’ve just described half the clientele here. also you don’t have to pretend to be looking for someone. there’s NO JUDGEMENT here. ”
" c’mon. with a face like this? i don’t need it. ” he digs in his pocket for his wallet, and pulls out a picture of Sully. “ that’s the guy. you seen ‘im? ”
spunstories.
❝ nothin’ wrong with a little help —— m’sure NATE THE GREAT wouldn’t mind… uh, lemme see… SAM THE MAN, taggin’ along for a show or two. might even help boost his career, y’know, havin’ a lovely assistant. not to mention someone’s gotta swing by the pet shop for a rabbit so you don’t look like a complete fool by the end of the night. ❞
“ PUH-LEASE, we all know i got all the good genes in this family. anyway, i’m not sure how much she’d like having a rabbit run all over the place--she nixed the idea of getting a pet LEMUR already... ” his attention trails off, eyes clouding with DISTANCE like they do when he’s deep in thought, trying to piece a puzzle together. he doesn’t even comment on ‘SAM THE MAN’, which means he’s really focused. “ unless... we DID agree to getting a puppy... and i’ve got some pals who’re trying to get rid of their litter... ”
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“ dude, c’mon. that high score is TOTALLY mine. i’m an EXPERT at Fox Bandicooties or whatever it’s called. ”
WOT: wombats on tanks
you dare come back here…. after what youve done
tombraised.
NATHAN DRAKE oh but she knows that name , & the recognition plays clearly on her features ; exasperation , disappointment , surprise ( she definitely had a different look in mind ) all wrapped together with a heavy sigh. ‘ drake ? the thief. ’ & dark eyes roll , voice still as cold as it had been before , but her hand relaxes from that threatening pose. finally someone with a worse reputation than her , in lara’s circle at least. she’s sure he’s highly renowned among fellow treasure hunters. shoulders hike up , a scowl forming as her nose scrunches.
‘ no , of course. ’ a vague gesture toward him. ‘ you here to desecrate my tomb ? ’
" whoa, whoa, whoa. who’s desecrating WHOSE tomb, here? ‘cause it looks to me like you’re not exactly here to do any ARCHEOLOGICAL PRESERVATION, either. ” again, he gives the gun a pointed look. he wouldn’t be surprised if she was packing more than just that handgun, too. “ and unless you’re a six-hundred-year-old corpse--lookin’ good, by the way, if that’s the case--chances are that tomb doesn’t belong to YOU, either. ”
Almost dead yesterday, maybe dead tomorrow, but alive, gloriously alive, today.
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“ ——- i can see that. “ crouched low; there’s a soft laugh pulling unfettered from the the depths of her lungs, burning sunlight through the shadows. “ can’t say i’ve ever done something like that, at least not yet. fancy a hand or are you practising for the circus or summat? “
" i get that one a lot. shocking, i know. wouldn’t say no to a bit of help, though, now you mention it. ” a sheepish little grin flickers across his features, and he grunts as he offers his hand up to the petite stranger, shifting most of his weight to his other arm. “ sure you can manage? ”
