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*Picks up another battle while maintaining eye contact* Make me
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@gunpowderred
pick your battles. pick… pick fewer battles than that. put some battles back. that’s too many
*Picks up another battle while maintaining eye contact* Make me
Hi am I back who knows I just started thinking about Seba randomly at like 1:30 and now it’s 3am
Unnecessary life update for anyone who cares
Let’s see....
Unceremoniously quit a job bc the manager was emotionally abusive
Got a job as a software developer (who decided that was a good idea)
Moved literally across the country (I live in Southampton now hi!)
Got fired from said job as a software developer at the start of lockdown
Like a month later got hired AS A SECURITY ANALYST I MADE IT BOIS AND GORLS
Started using they/them pronouns
Chrissi is now mostly deadname except for professional life bc security clearance is a bitch, my name is Sel hi
Hi am I back who knows I just started thinking about Seba randomly at like 1:30 and now it’s 3am
“Asking me if I want candy is a ridiculous question. Of course I want candy.”
@gunpowderred sc
Assumption was a dangerous thing, for other people. Being an assistant didn’t mean she wasn’t MI6 trained first and foremost. Why anyone would think that her employer would require anything less, was beyond her. But they often did.
Anthea had always had a knack for taking full advantage of that, in every respect. Which was why it was her, first, who was assigned to babysit the temporarily captive assassin; one leg neatly crossed over the other and eyes on her phone as she played Hacker as if she were doing something important.
People loved to fill silence, and people loved talking about themselves, so she had no inclination to ruin that opportunity for Moran; for all the world as if the woman wasn’t handcuffed to the table opposite her in the small cell.
Being confined was, unfortunately, nothing new to the sniper. Some might call that a danger of the profession she had chosen for herself, or rather the one she had stumbled into through various indiscretions of life. So of course, she had learned most tactics used by those who may wish to detain her - both those within law enforcement and those outside of it. And as for those outside of the outside of it...
Seba knew she shouldn’t underestimate the woman she was confined with. Though tapping away at a phone and, seemingly, only interested in the next status update that may be posted, there was a wary glance to her eye. The silence grew moment by moment, the seconds blending into minutes. Other than the slight sound of fingers tapping at a screen, and the occasional rattling of handcuffs against the table’s cuff for them, there was very little else to hear.
Silence tactics were generally uncommon with law enforcement, the sniper had to admit that. It made her uncomfortable, to be so silent without the steady weight of a rifle resting at her shoulder. She shifted in her seat again, attempting to roll her shoulders as much as she was able to, and to straighten her back just a little bit more. She looked over to the other woman in the room again, raising a polished eyebrow with equal amounts of curiosity and contempt. “You’re not likely to get me confessing my sins like that, you know,” she remarked, her words sharp in breaking the surrounding silence. She hadn’t even spoken that loud, and yet the sudden sound of her voice made her want to wince. She controlled that urge, though.
if you ever feel safe please remember that im out there
kissy sentence starters.
“ is it bad i really want to kiss you right now? ” “ do me a favor, kiss my ass. ” “ they can all just kiss my ass. ” “ i kissed someone today. ” “ i kissed a girl/boy and i liked it. ” “ kissing burns calories you know. ” “ my lips really want to meet yours. ” “ so are we going to kiss or not? ” “ i sent you a bunch of kiss emojis. ” “ don’t talk, just kiss me. ” “ i really enjoyed our kiss last night. ” “ you make me want to kiss you. ” “ you owe me a kiss. ” “ pucker up. ” “ read my lips, no. ” “ your eyes say no but your lips say yes. ” “ i just want to kiss you. ” “ i miss your lips. ” “ give me a kiss. ” “ blow a kiss my way for good luck. ” “ ever kiss in the rain? ” “ ever kiss under water? ” “ it was just a kiss, that’s all. ” “ a kiss doesn’t mean anything. ” “ i love when our lips meet. ” “ where do you want me to kiss you? ” “ i want to either kiss you or kill you right now. ” “ did you really just kiss him/her? ” “ friends aren’t allowed to kiss one another. ” “ kiss me one more time. ” “ want to make out? ” “ you’re a terrible kisser. ” “ teach me how to kiss? ” “ i remember our first kiss. ” “ your lips are calling my name. ” “ let’s just kiss already. ”
my morals aren’t straight and neither am i.
cont. from here || @vxctorx
“It’s kissing. Who needs scientific facts?
Finally on my way home (last leg of the journey!)
Like for a starter when I get home // when I wake up after collapsing in a heap somewhere in my apartment
bestjanet:
❝ You’re in the Bad Place. ❞ She leans in conspiratorily, smile falling away in favor of a much more somber expression. There’s a beat and then she’s beaming again. ❝ Just kidding! It’s the Good Place! Or, it looks like the Good Place. I can’t remember, which is worrisome considering I’m supposed to know everything. ❞
“I’m afraid I don’t understand what the fudge you mean.” A look of confusion spreads on the woman’s face. “I said fudge. Why can’t I say fudge?!” There’s visible frustration in the sniper’s stance, hands balling, breath quickening.
Have a birthday munday photo bc this was a good face and honestly most of my birthday has been shite
new icon!!
done with help from this tutorial
Camren Bicondova
❝ I’m sorry, ❞ the smile makes it seem less sincere, but Janet has never been anything but sincere. Except for that one time. But this is definitely not that time. Probably. // @gunpowderred
“Sorry for what?” the words were almost a snarl from the sniper, uncertain as to why an apology was being made. The smile was off-putting to say the least, and also put Seba on edge a little. “What is this place?”
my dumbass woke up at 2pm, then went to smoke & grab food before i took my meds
my brain hates me
in other news: i’m researching the process for medical investigations for a talk i want to give next year at security conferences and my hacker nerd brain is v happy to be interacting with my medical nerd brain
[ sms ;; tea boy ]
you still owe me a drink
[ sms ;; tea boy ]
not tea