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THIS MACHINE KILLS FASCISTS ⚠️!
ind. 616-based james buchanan "bucky" barnes, the winter soldier, revolution. some mcu influence. multi-verse, multi-ship, ship friendly, oc friendly. dash only. private, selective, but friendly, i swear. originally est. 2018, rebooted. #ZIMWY.
THIS MACHINE KILLS FASCISTS ⚠️!
ind. 616-based james buchanan "bucky" barnes, the winter soldier, revolution. some mcu influence. multi-verse, multi-ship, ship friendly, oc friendly. dash only. private, selective, but friendly, i swear. originally est. 2018, rebooted. #ZIMWY.
sorry I've been a little quiet boys, I get pain meds in a few days so will be more lively then.
also I'm kind of thinking about remaking my bucky but.. I'd want to make sure ppl want to interact, my bucky is 616 based with a little mcu influence.
im not scared of my own desires. i sabotage myself to make sure i never get what i want for unrelated reasons.
SOLITUDE LONELINESS. ind. marvel 616-exclusive james "logan" howlett. est. 2017. multi-verse, multi-ship, ship friendly. headcanon heavy. oc and crossover friendly (encouraging!). will write with mcu blogs on a case by case basis. #GUTRAGE.
their fishing trip had been a failure. and august was disappointed. (chin, cupped within right hand. chestnut eyes, upon water ripples.) he’d tried to keep his frustration quiet. but logan clearly noticed his blooming disappointment. skipping rocks. an idea to salvage the day. “ i can chuck a rock into these waters. ” the boy drawls, flashes peapod smile. “ but i reckon i need a lesson on skippin’ rocks. ”
logan would concede, cannonballing a few heavy rocks into a placid surface was fun, too. but now he was determined; the corner of his mouth lifts, a few crows feet evoked at the edge of his eyes. ' ain't no worry, then. see, y'want a smooth, flat rock, like this one. lumpy rocks don't do no skippin'. ' he opens his palm, works the stone down between his thumb and index. ' hold it like this, ' logan starts, angling his wrist so the trajectory lined with the surface of the lake, ' then ya swing, flick yer wrist, an' let it go. ' he casts the stone with a measured strength, sending the little rock appropriately skipping across the expanse. it ker-plunks into the water well into the diameter of the lake. ' now, you try. find yerself a good rock. '
ok ok enough goofing, please like this for something.
' hey, ' logan's voice cuts through the ambient naturalism, the chirps of crickets unseen, the low groan of a bullfrog across the lake. he takes a moment to close his tacklebox and wind the reel of his rod, safely spooling the hook into the eye at the bottom of the thread. ' y'know how ta skip rocks? ' the fish weren't particularly active, and he'd had enough of trying. still, he was determined not to leave august rife with boredom, unsatisfied by their trip. logan briefly crouches around the bed of the lake, looking for a smooth, flat rock to wield in demonstration. when he finds one, he fits it into his hand. ' my brother taught me how, when i was real little. '
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loki hadn't known what to expect when logan told her he was headed her way—sure, she had known she needed to be ready for something, because a regular drop-in didn't merit a warning, but there'd been no hint as to what that was. she'd only taken the time to get presentable enough for what she assumed could be a meal, or a movie, or even just a long drive.
gifts weren't entirely out of the question, though a pleasant surprise. it's the three-headed dog that's throwing her for a loop, even if the abject confusion is quickly overwhelmed by some helpless, girlishly delighted laugh.
it's a puppy, after all.
"oh my god, logan, where did you find it?" she forgoes her initial move to take the gifts out of the driver's seat again, immediately coaxing the squirming creature from logan's arms to be beset by little noses and tongues and teeth at her chin. the scent of puppy breath hits her right away; it can't even be that old. "i can't believe—of course i'll help, come on in. did you get them any water? food?"
' 'bout a week ago, ' he starts, a grumble between his sharp teeth like a draft wind ricketing through an old house, ' i helped herc out wit' somethin' in olympus. i, uh.. i owed him. ' logan doesn't expect she'll press; he left something to be desired when it came to storytelling, only managing an aggrandizing recount of some bloodied tale, sanitized, for the littlest of mutants when they gathered around him, incessant. between them, she was the verbally gifted--not him.
he passes over the tiny cerberus with care, only taking his weight off when he was sure she had them. one of the heads tilts back, sniffing. ' wound up makin' a stop near the mouth of hades. lil squirt was alone--dunno if they're jus'.. fully formed like that, or their mama was out somewhere--wasn't 'fraid of people. or, uh, mutants an' gods, whatever. ' truly, he'd only known what hercules had ever told him about olympus, and hadn't been prepared for the overwhelming, intermingling aromas of fauna and flora. ' but i jus' knew, if it has one, mama wasn't comin' home. yeah, th' damn thing eats like a feral hog wit' needle teeth ta match, bought it two flank steaks already. ' he gestures vaguely. ' you want me get t' door for ya? '
i don't wanna be a freakshow pretty-boy anymore i don't wanna be a full-time slave i don't wanna be your midnight cowboy anymore
[I'm Your Man - Mitski // Hound with a Joint of Meat and a Cat Looking on - Jan Baptist Weenix // House of Wolves - My Chemical Romance // The Boar Hunt - Frans Snyders]
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三船敏郎 // MIFUNE TOSHIRO 羅生門 // Rashomon (1950)
“This is fucking sketchy.”
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the laugh that punches out of the wolverine is low and smokey, but authentically amused instead of one of his typical deflective responses. he looks at red robin through the corner of his eye, efforting to determine through his body language if he was as stiff and put-off as his observation suggested. logan comes to the conclusion quite quickly that no, he was simply expressing some measure of discomfort with the slum their lead was unknowingly dragging them into--couldn't blame him. it was unquestionably sketchy.
' kid, ' he starts, quiet, as not to alert anyone to their presence; he's measured, every step more careful than the last, ' that's all i do in this line'a work. ' the more dangerous and imperceptible an operation was, the more likely logan would be assigned to it--or stumble across it. he gives tim a gentle tap at the crux of his shoulderblade and bicep to indicate silence was in his best interest, watching through the mesh fence as their target is joined by a second man leading a small entourage of security. he focuses his superior senses, honing in on their conversation as they begin to speak. after a moment of quiet listening to the russian exchanged between each man, he grunts softly to tim, ' some disagreement 'bout a purchase. probably weapons. '
EMOTIONAL BODY LANGUAGE. ˗ bold: always applies. italic: sometimes applies.
i. DEFENSIVENESS. arms crossed on chest, crossing legs, fist-like gestures, pointing index finger, karate chops, stiffening of shoulders, tense posture, curling of lip, baring of teeth.
ii. REFLECTIVE. hand to face gestures, head tilted, stroking chin, peering over glasses, taking glasses off — cleaning, putting earpiece of glasses in mouth, pipe smoker gestures, putting hand to the bridge of nose, pursed lips, knitted brows.
iii. SUSPICION. arms crossed, sideways glance, touching or rubbing nose, rubbing eyes, hands resting on weapon, brows rising, lips pressing into a thin line, strict unwavering eye contact, wrinkling of nose.
iv. OPENNESS & COOPERATION. open hands, upper body in sprinters position, sitting on the edge of a chair, hand to face gestures, unbuttoned coat, tilted head, slacked shoulders, droopy posture, feet pointed outward.
v. CONFIDENCE. hands behind back, hands on lapels of coat, steepled hands, baring teeth in a grin, rolling shoulders, tipping head back but maintaining eye contact, chest puffed up, shoulders back, finger guns.
vi. INSECURITY & ANXIETY. chewing pen or pencil, rubbing thumb over opposite thumb, biting fingernails, hands in pockets, elbow bent, closed gestures, clearing throat, “whew” sound, picking or pinching flesh, fidgeting in chair, hand covering mouth whilst speaking, poor eye contact, tugging at pants whilst seated, jingling money in pockets, tugging at ear, perspiring hands, playing with hair, swaying, playing with pointer or marker, smacking lips, sighing, rocking on balls of feet, flexing fingers sporadically.
vii. FRUSTRATION. short breaths, “tsk” sounds, tightly clenched hands, fist-like gestures, pointing index finger, running hand through hair, rubbing back of neck, snarling, revealing teeth, grimacing, sharp-eyed glowers with notable tension in brows, shoulders back, head up - defensive posturing, clenching of jaw, grinding of teeth, nostrils flaring, heavy exhales
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some more dragon age verse stuff, mostly relating to approval
major choice approval for origins, inquis, and vg; i see him being available as a potential companion for all three of these games but not da2.
origins:
redcliffe village help: moderate approval gain leave: moderate approval loss (unless you make it obv you intend to come back to help)
redcliffe castle save isolde: mild approval gain save connor: moderate approval gain save both: moderate approval gain
the urn: defile: no approval change don't defile: no approval change
the circle: annulment: massive approval loss. wont leave, but will confront you in camp. save the mages: mild approval gain.
the brecillian forest: side with the werewolves: mild approval side with the dalish: mild approval loss peaceful resolution: massive approval
orzammar: bhelen rules: moderate approval harrowmont rules: mild disapproval support caradin: mild approval support branka: mild disapproval no approval change regarding burkle
no approval change re: landsmeet no matter what you do. truly does not give a fuck about fereldan high society chaff.
dark ritual: moderate approval gain if you or alistair do this, mostly cause by that point he's friends with the pc (ostensibly) and wants both of them to live.
final sacrifice: massive approval loss if its the warden or alistair, no approval change if its loghain.
awakening:
kill the architect: massive approval gain spare the architect: slight approval loss save amaranthine and vigils keep: moderate approval gain
no loss if you save one or the other, he gets its necessary to make cuts sometimes.
inquisition:
cole: human: massive approval gain, will join varric in these scenes if around to spitefully glare at solas with him / be his anger translator spirit: moderate disapproval
iron bull: save chargers: massive approval gain save dreadnought: mild approval loss
cullen: keep taking lyrium: moderate approval loss don't let him take it / help him wean off: moderate approval gain
doesnt care who you leave in the fade unless its a worldstate where it's alistair, in which case he may leave the party if its a world where he knew the hof and friends.
alliances: mages - partnered: massive approval gain mages - conscripted: slight approval loss templars - partnered: no change templars - conscripted: slight approval gain wardens - conscripted: slight approval gain wardens - banished: slight approval gain
orlais: celene rules - slight approval gain celene reconciled with briala - slight approval gain public truce - massive approval gain gaspard rules - no approval change gaspard rules as puppet to briala - massive disapproval gain
will not gain or lose anything re: well of sorrows, but will discourage the inquisitor from drinking from it
no opinion on the divine choice either.
veilguard:
there arent really many choices in vg that do anything. since i dont see him being present in the prologue or anything, anything w neve and harding makes no difference to him there. end game i also dont think he'd feel any different EXCEPT in the case that bellara is the one who is blighted, just because i think he'd think of bellara as someone with a somewhat maintained innocence.
' alright. look. '
uncharitable kindness from logan was out of character, yes, he knew that. there was a reason for his presentation of a bottle of rich absinthe (green glass, emerald jade, complex and bittersweet aromatics--all notes that reminded him of her) and fresh, ripe, black currant. tribute, offering, like she's his patron deity. logan never believed in gods, even when they pulsed in his hands and laid against his back during cold winter nights.
he grimaces, temporarily setting aside her gifts to tug open the backseat of his beat-up '70s chevelle. a young puppy launches off the upholstery and right into his arms, lucky that logan is quick and yielding. only, there's something off; the pup brandishes three heads. two bark, the last whining as it careens it's gaze toward her. the cerberus wiggles, overexcited.
' i didn't know what t'do wit' it. okay? i can't--i don't own animals. they're too... i get them too much. an' i cant go drop this one off at a shelter--look at it. ' he take a moment to soothe the canine, alternating between heads as he pets them. logan closes the car door with his hip. ' help me. please. '
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