homeboundrunnerfive

I guess there’s no better reason you’d make it back than any of the others.

[owlbarn-deactivated20221121]

Wonder who he’s lookin’ at…

[ghoststrawberries]

well well, dont mind if i do

[iridescentides]

tempted to make a "taste in men" uquiz with no white men in it

[iridescentides]

all right. your white faves arent doing it for me so heres a quiz with 78 actually attractive men in it and in the end i will tell you your coolness percentage. please reblog bc this took me a week to finish for some reason

[wubbelwubbwubb]

S7, Mission 31 - Life in A Glasshouse

[lucidii]

Is she talking about a horde of zombies or about Simon? The world may never know

[wubbelwubbwubb]

[crownleys]

I wanted to do a fake screenshot for ZR so I stole @puptart’s Five and stuck them into a mission I just played, S3m8!

[homeboundrunnerfive]

Offer Me, Simon and Five!

Hello and thank you for the prompt, it was fun! Simon is an asshole, and this is what he’s walking around with like a weapon. Maybe not in the spirit of kindly gift-giving........... but yeah I did it anyway!

Hope you enjoy @whirly-wind :)

”… and of course, I came to think of no one other than sweet Sam Yao and the mysterious yet very studly Runner Five. From me to you, friend.”

His voice is unnecessarily loud, enough to disturb every single person trying to eat their rationed meal in the mess hall.

The worst thing about it is how absolutely full of himself Simon looks as he hands over the small package. A grin so wide it turns his sharp cheekbones into needles, impossibly white teeth sparkling like in a toothpaste commercial, eyes dancing with glee.

Bits and pieces of stubborn broccoli roll around in Five’s mouth as she attempts to process the situation. The blue logo amidst the white sparkles stand out against the grey colour of the rectangular package set down at the table in front of her. It appears to be a box of twelve, and mercifully, none of her neighbours at the table have decided to chime in with any comments at the sight of it.

Durex Invisible Extra Thin Extra Sensitive.

Looking down at her half-eaten tray of food, Five is almost sure Simon timed this to make sure he had the largest audience possible to witness him playing whatever humiliation game he has decided to pass the time with.

While most people at other tables are too far away to actually make out what it is Simon is actually handing to her, the illusion of privacy is shattered by the very same only moments later.

”While I do hope you’ll be almost incoherently enjoying my gift to you for as long as they last, I hope that amongst the ecstasy you won’t forget your dear old friend Simon’s sacrifice and remember to snag something darling for him on your next rec run. Three out!” Simon gives a two-finger salute walking backwards, winking and wagging his eyebrows for a good few meters before he actually turns to leave.

Five thinks of gifting him a bullet in return.

[whirly-wind]

Last Line Tag

Rules: post the last line you wrote (from any WIP) and tag the same number of people as there are words.

“You’re a popular man, Jimmy,” Monica says, a slight smirk forming. “Who’s blowing up your phone this late at night?”

(uhhh. I don’t know enough people for this, lmao)

@bebtea @homeboundrunnerfive @puptart @chyrstis @pursue-solitude

[homeboundrunnerfive]

Oh gosh, I might be cheating since this is mostly done now but... Five thinks of gifting him a bullet in return. 

(I also don’t know enough writers for this, sorry for the tags people...!) @runnerzero @runners345ready @hillofwater @wubbelwubbwubb @scorrigan @iamrunner5 @abeltownshipslittlebitch @runfive @notforconsumption

[homeboundrunnerfive]

that relatable feeling of having to work with several different coworkers all giving you different AND contradicting directives and then getting mad at me for not being able to magically make them happen.

[homeboundrunnerfive]

“Haunt me” with Sara watching over Five as a ghost :,)

Thanks @lucidii, this is cruel and I’m hurting! I will, of course, never turn down an opportunity to write about Sara. Evidenced by the fact that I turned this into a companion piece from of lovely Sara’s point of view.

I hope you enjoy it! :)

Sara watches quietly as Five moves towards the showers like a marionette pulled forwards by strings, separating from the others arriving at the gates of Abel without a word. Each step of Five is the first in a somber march, and Sam’s calls for her are ignored. ”I know this is hard, darling, I truly do,” Sara says to deaf ears as Five enters her small room and quickly snatches clean clothes. ”Funerals are never pleasant.”

No one dares speak to the brooding figure as Five stalks across the quad followed by a shadow and drowns out the world underneath a gurgling shower head.

”But I’m so proud you didn’t let me down, even though I know couldn’t have been easy for you.” Sara looks down at the tiles, and listens to the cold water falling down onto Five’s motionless shoulders. ”Sorry for putting the fight against... everything on your shoulders, but this way, I’ll be with you. Take me in your hand, and I will show you the way.”

The water must be very cold after the minutes trickling by, but Five remains still. Not that Sara would have wished for hulking tears, but the harsh reality of watching Five slowly slip into a silent void is disheartening. Maybe she wasn’t yet strong enough to stand on her own.

When Five finally exits the shower, the soles of her trainers carry her towards the gardens. There are so many good memories the two of them have shared together here. The great lion teaching the timid little mouse how to properly care for tomato plants. Speaking their own little language through the vegetables and herbs of the earth to each other. Taking comfort in the closeness of another, and the feeling of unshakable ground in a chaotic world beneath scuffed knees. 

These memories likely warm Sara’s heart the very same way it tears through Five’s. She reverently lays her hands flat on the soil, careful not to disturb the vegetation and closes her eyes. 

”Like I said, I was raised a good Catholic girl. I though I can’t say this is exactly what I meant when I said this before, but no one is ever truly gone. I’ll be here with you,” Sara says, feeling her stomach clench painfully at the reminder that Five will certainly not ever be forgetting her. If she could, Sara would gift her peace instead. 

One of the clouds in the sky moves to let a ray of sun dance across the garden for a short moment. 

”You’ll be alright darling,” Sara whispers softly as she kneels down behind Five to put an arm around quivering shoulders. ”It’ll just take a while.”

drabbles: send me characters and a prompt

Leave a “Amuse Me” in my ask, and I will write a funny drabble about one character trying to cheer another up.

Leave a “Break Me” in my ask, and I will write an angsty drabble.

Leave a “Call Me” in my ask, and I will write a drabble about one character asking for another [be it at the brink of death/in a battlefield/knocking on the front door wounded, feel free to specify.]

Leave a “Drink Me” in my ask, and I will write a drabble about characters drinking, alone or with each other.

Leave a “Enamor Me” in my ask, and I will write a fluffy drabble characters trying to woo one another [be it out of the blue/Valentines Day, feel free to specify.]

Leave a “Fight Me” in my ask, and I will write a drabble out one character fighting with/or against another.

Leave a “Get Me” in my ask, and I will write a drabble about one character saving another.

Leave a “Haunt Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about one character watching over another [as a ghost, watching from a distance, or otherwise, feel free to specify.]

Leave a “Invite Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about one character asking another character to join them.

Leave a “Join Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about one character giving another character an offer [be it a proposal for an alliance, asking them to join them in an activity (you can get dirty if you want), feel free to specify.]

Leave a “Kill Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about one character killing another.

Leave a “Love Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a fluffy drabble about two (or more) characters.

Leave a “Mourn Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about one character mourning another character’s death.

Leave a “Nurse Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about one character healing another.

Leave a “Offer Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about one character giving another a gift.

Leave a “Paint Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about one character drawing a picture of another [like one of your french girls~ be it painting them or drawing them, maybe offering a picture of them as a gift, feel free to specify.]

Leave a “Quiet Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about one character trying to calm another down [be it from crying, from lashing out, feel free to specify.]

Leave a “Remember Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about one character trying to get another to remember them [be it from an accident, meeting them after years apart, feel free to specify.]

Leave a “Shag Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a dirty drabble about the specified characters.

Leave a “Tell Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about one character confessing something to another [be it a love confession, a secret, feel free to specify.]

Leave a “Unbind Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about one character freeing another, or the other way around, or something among the lines [be it freeing them from jail, from handcuffs, from a trap, from a curse, feel free to specify.]

Leave a “Value Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about one character telling another how they feel about them.

Leave a “Wed Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about a character under the subject of wedlock [be it characters proposing to or marrying another, feel free to specify.]

Leave a “X Me” in my ask, and I will write whatever it is that you wish, [specify.]

Leave an “Yahoo Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about the specified characters celebrating something [feel free to specify.]

Leave an “Zip Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about one character dressing another, or the other way around [this can also be used for shutting them up as well, but feel free to specify.]

[wubbelwubbwubb]

I am sorry I guess

[scorrigan]

Youre not sorry.

[runner5ive]

I never thought we’d see a muppets au but here we are

[lagattasullatestachescotta]

Buon 1 Novembre  Ognissanti… musica classica “Quinta sinfonia di Beethoven. Composto tra il 1804 e il 1808. “

[la-nero-maestro]

Cute ☺

[nokkiart]

I’m not really an animator, but I do love drawing expressions! I spent 2 hours this afternoon just doing these scribbles of Sam Yao ^^

Shoutout to @go-kit-go for giving me the audio!! <3

[silver-s-blog]

Sir, that's my emotional unsupport hippie :/

[homeboundrunnerfive]

the genuine terror that i, the DM, experienced today cannot be described. three long sessions of battle with blue dragon ended up with one dead character, two down making death saves and the only remaining bard standing at 4HP when the final blow (held ranged attack at disadvantage) finally killed the dragon. i simply cannot fathom how terrible i would have felt TPK-ing them after they put up almost twelve hours of truly tenacious fighting.