𝙷𝙴𝙰𝚁𝚃𝙰𝙲𝙷𝙴.

STATUS: HIRED.   AWAITING ASSIGMENT ...

[hartzeer]

like this for a thing from the doctor……..

[hartzeer]

misc thoughts... i genuinely believe the torture devices the doctor wears are for show rather than permanently fixated to his features. a big part of the thrill to him is the fear response others show once they recognise what he is  —  and those devices influence how strong their responses are. technically he could go without them but ... where’s the fun in that?  

[hartzeer]

  OH HOW HE DELIGHTED IN CRUELTY !  moist breath passed clenched, grisly teeth as the devices which caused him discomfort and pain had begun their usual torment, all for appearances.  footsteps were light atop the tiles beneath, most of his weight carried in the foot already connected to the ground, a way to muffle his presence until it was obvious;  the element of surprise fueled their horror and their horror brought him tremendous joy.  fingers rubbed together eagerly, causing static sparks to crackle faintly between digits, when the doctor finally approached another victim     —   𝙷𝙴𝙻𝙿𝙻𝙴𝚂𝚂 𝙿𝚁𝙴𝚈 𝚃𝙾 𝚃𝙾𝚈 𝚆𝙸𝚃𝙷,  shocked until their throat went hoarse from the subsequent screams. 

   fingers curl into palm, then stretch outwards, turning palm to the ground;  a shockwave traverses the path in which it points, in the general direction of the suspected survivor.  an eerie giggle echoes the halls surrounding him, pulled from the depths of his lungs.   herman carter was dead, erased and replaced by the doctor and his insatiable bloodlust.   as electricity traveled the ground, he waited    ——    waited to see whether it would hit another being, waited to watch it jump.

@dokishy for feng min   +  sc.

[hartzeer]

like this for a thing from the doctor........

[hartzeer]

   “ over here ! ”   the woman’s voice remained at a low volume as her gaze fixated ‘pon the stranger, his appearance inappropriate for this environment.  was he lost ?   what was he doing here ?   a gesture of hand should wordlessly communicate her intent, hazel eyes scanning the area for civil protection; as luck would have it, they were alone.  alyx relaxed.  for now, they needn’t worry.

  “ i’d be careful if i were you.  these streets aren’t exactly a playground  —  who knows what might happen if the combine find you. ”

@vsself​​  for cross   +  sc.

[hartzeer]

misc. huntress headcanons:    — she’s 6′4″ / 1.95m    — her home offers few natural, clean streams. she’s often covered in grime and dried blood, albeit not entirely by choice. has merely become accustomed to it. if you were to offer her a way to wash herself, she would take you up on it  ( whether she’s grateful or will thank you is another question entirely ).   — definitely not a talker; fluent in russian only, although a quick learner and willing to study other languages ... if she sees fit.   — harsher on men than women. naturally more distrusting of men.   — incredibly strong. can lift the heaviest people with ease and crush bone with a single hand. 

[hartzeer]

𝙷𝙰𝚁𝚃𝚉𝙴𝙴𝚁      ——      a  multimuse  ft.   the  doctor   from   𝗱𝗲𝗮𝗱  𝗯𝘆  𝗱𝗮𝘆𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁.

[petricol]

- Have a seat.

- Let’s talk about your problems.

[hartzeer]

𝒊𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒕.

@hartzeer​ said:  “ can you hold this? ” kris @ seb icebreakers –accepting.

     FLASHES OF IRRITATION– A LONE WOLF WHO HAD VERY MUCH RATHER BE LEFT ALONE. It seemed that the Medic would be the certain cause of his ire today ( as if it ever took much in the first place )– should they ask more of him. No movement is made to retrieve the item offered to him by his teammate, instead hazel eyes stare at their face, a single eyebrow raised being the only indicator as to how the ex-soldier feels. Having half of his face covered always worked wonders when trying to hide the majority of his emotions, it seemed.

          “ What’d your last slave fucking die of ? ” If only he was as eloquent with his words as he was with his knife.

   “  i wasn’t aware you had lost your hands, herra. ”   bitterness is not hidden behind tongue, not ground away through teeth, but instead spat out like a terrible venom    ——    right at the man without manners. there’s no consideration as he throws a rotten liver right at sebastian  ( under the pretense of aiming it at the steel container behind the spy ), allowing it splatter wherever it may land, visage displaying nothing short of apathy. 

   “  i could perform surgery to improve your quality of life, if you so wish;   unfortunately, i cannot cut out your arrogance.  ” 

[hartzeer]

added some muses to the list !

[hartzeer]

i’ve written one thing total here but also what if i added glados

[promptfairy]

𝟑, 𝟒, 𝟓   ♡   𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒

𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄

“  let’s go home.  ” “  um,  excuse me?  ” “  you broke it.  ” “  need a hand?  ” “  please,  help me.  ” “  i missed you.  ” “  i’m not sorry.  ” “  tell the truth.  ” “  what happened here?  ” “  got a minute?  ” “  life’s a bitch.  ” “  you’ve done enough.  ” “  i’m still learning.  ” “  don’t touch me.  ” “  was that you?  ” “  there’s no god.  ” “  you deserve better.  ” “  you’re a saint.  ” “  you are enough.  ” “  maybe you’re right.  ” “  this will pass.  ” “  you complete me.  ” “  you got this.  ”

𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑

“  don’t be so dramatic.  ” “  no guts,  no glory.  ” “  i’m calling for help.  ” “  run away with me.  ” “  it’s always been you.  ” “  some things take time.  ” “  you’re being awfully quiet.  ” “  please don’t hurt me.  ” “  snap out of it.  ” “  did you miss me?  ” “  how do i look?  ” “  i wanna get better.  ” “  whatever floats your boat.  ” “  i’ll love you always.  ” “  what are you waiting for?  ” “  at least i tried.  ” “  give me a kiss.  ” “  what’s the fucking point?  ” “  god,  i love you.  ” “  i’m doing my best.  ” “  i waited for you.  ” “  you woke me up.  ” “  stay with me tonight.  ”

𝐅𝐈𝐕𝐄

“  you can’t keep doing this.  ” “  i think i love you  …  ” “  you make me feel special.  ” “  are you upset with me?  ” “  you need to heal first.  ” “  let me see the wound.  ” “  is your brain even on?  ” “  don’t give up on me.  ” “  you are perfect to me.  ” “  i can’t take this anymore.  ” “  you are my favorite person.  ” “  you had me at  ‘  hello.  ’   ” “  i wanted to see you.  ” “  don’t give me that look.  ” “  you’re a work of art.  ” “  i’m not scared of you.  ” “  i have  …  so many questions.  ”  “  do you think i’m stupid?  ” “  just tell me what happened.  ” “  i just want to help.  ” “  we need to be careful.  ” “  what did you just say?  ” “  i miss talking to you.  ”

[hartzeer]

unprompted,   ›    @mmrcnry​ asked:

“Do I get a kiss to make it better?” Pleading eyes and a pout, bordering on a smirk— how could you say no to that face? [Blu @ Medic!]

  “  hmmmm ... ”   a hum rumbled low in his throat, a single gloved finger tapping chin in so-called ‘thought’ as icy gaze diverted from from the blu spy that stood before him.  ludwig adored teasing his precious blu, especially now that a few scrapes and bruises were visible  (  blu now almost resembled a sad puppy,  adorable and hilarious!  )      ——  their previous battle having solved exactly none of the war yet again.  it didn’t matter to him either way.  as long as mann co. paid him,  ludwig would happily fight the blu team until his very death    . . .   and subsequent revival.  

  “  well, you did survive a grenade to the face today, so  ...  i’d say you deserve it. ”   thus, he leaned over, putting one arm behind his back and one hand under blu’s chin, tilting his head upward in order to press their lips together.  

[hartzeer]

teeny starter call ?   feel free to specify muse !