lamplight matriarch

A woman's work A woman's prerogative A woman's war; True as Mary Magdalene

[hubflowcr]

;; ooc

( first of all, i’m sorry for dissapearing without pretty much telling anyone. i came back and rushed everything, which made me very drained of rping super quick, and i felt like half of the time, i was just writing just to get something done to clear my head, but it just brought in more stressful thinking. i’ve been trying to talk myself into coming back to roleplaying, and i think i found a consensus on what i can do. i will be asking around for help, and if anyone sees this and offers help, i’ll gladly accept it, but i feel like making a multi-muse blog would be the best action to take. this won’t be done today, but over the course of next week, since i’m going to figure out which characters i’d like to make the blog around. I have a few ideas already. I will be using Lucy’s current tumblr, since the name medtek is too good to pass up on. if anyone wishes to talk, i’ll be online on this tumblr and my discord is rat king 🐀#0254.  thank you for understanding and hopefully see everyone in a week or so. mwah )

[medtek-a]

@prewarprincess​

said:  Question for Lucy! If the Sole Survivor offered a safe place for Duncan so he's close by - would she take it?

❝ Yes, and no. I would love for him to live closer to me, but I feel like I’d dedicate my time to stay with him rather than look for a cure. Not to mention with the gunners on me, they are ruthless people. They’d find him... ❞

[medtek-a]

o-rusted-heart​:

Yellow eyes turned up to her face, opening in a different way; he was scanning her now, checking for the little strings of information dangling in front of him that a honed detective knew how to follow. 

His expression softened a bit more, and he glanced back down to his hand. “McDonough’s a shady guy, yeah, but if you have the right friends you can usually give the squeaky wheel the grease. I’ve been around longer than McDonough, and the fella before him. I… could help, if you want.” 

“You’re from– ow– the Capital…?” His fingers flexed, but this time he could feel them. They were tight and coiled. 

Lucy’s eyes lit up as the other said that he could help her if he wanted, but that was followed suit by a wave of dread. She needed a better job, and Diamond City would make her a lot more profit than patching up needle damage and chem addictions, but... she needed to come back to Goodneighbor to give Daisy supplies to send to Duncan.

❝ I’d appreciate your help, Mr. Valentine. I have a child to take care of, and I don’t think that McDonough would be too kind of me leaving Diamond City and going to Goodneighbor ever so often to send stuff to my kid. ❞ She smiled. Duncan mattered more to her than what some dumb fat bastard told her, and she would risk being called a synth to help what is hers.

She approached the synth detective, giving them a small hug. It’s what he deserved for even offering to help her.  ❝ Yes. I came here trying to find a better life. Now instead of living in a cave, I live in... A place most people of the Commonwealth either praise for it’s freedom or shun for the same reason. ❞

[medtek-a]

betterhealing​:

      Another settlement, another collective group of people to help - Arcade could definitely claim to always be appreciative of those ones that didn’t seek to immediately open fire on a lone, non-hostile traveler. This place was definitely considerably more organized seeming than the last place he’d stopped in, though that said there was also just… more people in general too. Go figure. “I’m definitely not from around here.” Glad to know it was obvious. “I’m Arcade Gannon - a representative of the Followers’ Mojave hub.”

                    Mojave. The man was far away from home. A nomad much like Lucy was, it seemed, something she could resonate on a personal level. She felt an aura of safety and comfort within him, an aura lost around Goodneighbor, ever since people from the place, as nice as they turned out to be to Lucy, could change in the matter of seconds. Aggression was their way of speaking, and Lucy wasn’t one to resort to violence for anything. With a smile, she wrote down everything, pointing out the group the man mentioned.

                    ❝ You’re one of the doctors, correct? Amari did mention you a while back, but I think my excitement to meet you made me forget everything she told me about you. ❞ She apologized, pen in hand to write down the rest. ❝ Arcade Gannon... Age? Oh, I’m being rude, I’m sorry. I’m Lucia. ❞

[celebritiesandmovies]

[medtek-a]

( gonna be here for a lil bit. come ask lucy some questions )

[medtek-a]

o-rusted-heart​:

Nick kept glancing between his hand in hers and the far walls, like they would save him from having to look at the way she tightened screws in his hand. He could hardly feel the thing, but still there was a little bolt of electricity that shot up his arm every now and then when she hit the right place, drawing twitches and little jerks of his fingers.

Not much pain, though, despite the little winces he gave every now and then. 

“Better, or more fulfilling? Amari’s a good woman, but her kind of work ain’t for everyone.”

“…Something you’d rather be doing?” 

❝ Don’t get me wrong, I love working for Amari and I love what she does, but... Curing chem addictions isn’t what I dreamed of doing. Especially after I left Washington. ❞ A sigh left her pursed lips, as sweaty palm managed to screw it the last bolt, moving the synth’s fingers to see if they all bent correctly, watching as he did it himself. She smiled pridefully, as another talent could be added to her arsenal of talents.

❝ I’ve been curing life threatening diseases since I was 11. Being paid 20 caps to give someone a Fixer and tell them to stop doing chems around here doesn’t help. Most people are fond of their addictions here. I just want to aim for someplace bigger. Like... Diamond city. ❞ Lucy moved her hands as one would do to show off some place’s name with enthusiasm, dropping her arms quickly and laughing.

❝ Sorry, that was silly of me. I could never find a job there. Not with Mayor McDonough looking at me like I’m some sort of criminal just because I came from Washington. ❞

[charmymemes]

𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒

feel  free  to  change  any  pronouns  or  subjects  (or  reverse).      tw  for  blood,  death  and  physical  violence  mention.

‘  is  it  complete?  ’

‘  who  are  you?  ’

‘  who  is  this?  ’

‘  why  are  you  bleeding?  ’

‘  what  would  i  do  without  you?  ’

‘  do  you  feel  alright?  ’

‘  what’s  your  name?  ’

‘  why  do  you  hate  me?  ’

‘  do  you  want  something  to  eat?  ’

‘  aren’t  you  supposed  to  be  someone  important?  ’

‘  did  you  read  it  yet?  ’

‘  can  you  help  me?  ’

‘  why  do  you  act  so  weirdly?  ’

‘  what  do  i  do  with  someone  like  you?  ’

‘  you  awake?  ’

‘  can’t  you  tell  left  from  right?  ’

‘  how  dare  you?  ’

‘  can  i  have  a  word?  ’

‘  why  didn’t  you  fight  back?  ’

‘  can  you  stop  interupting  me?  ’

‘  why  are  you  here?  ’

‘  what  happened?  ’

‘  haven’t  you  said  enough?  ’

‘  why  are  you  still  ___?  ’

‘  why  don’t  you  shut  up  and  be  quiet?  ’

‘  what  did  you  dream  of?  ’

‘  why  are  you  yelling?  ’

‘  how  could  you  say  that?  ’

‘  is  that  mine?  ’

‘  why  did  you  turn  out  this  way?  ’

‘  are  you  talking  to  me?  ’

‘  why  won’t  he  date  me?  ’

‘  why  did  you  hit  him?  ’

‘  why  are  you  crying  yourself  to  sleep?  ’ 

‘  are  you  serious?  ’

‘  who  did  this?  ’

‘  will  i  regret  this?  ’

‘  do  you  promise?  ’

‘  is  that  mine?  ’

‘  am  i  dead?  ’

‘  can  you  stop  moving?  ’

‘  is  he  looking  at  me?  ’

‘  does  it  hurt?  ’

‘  how  did  that  happen?  ’

‘  what’s  the  weather  for  tomorrow?  ’

‘  are  you  in  love  with  me  yet?  ’

‘  is  it  that  important?  ’

‘  want  some?  ’

‘  was  that  an  accident?  ’

‘  what’s  the  deal  with  you?  ’

‘  who  do  you  think  you  are?  ’

‘  can  i  ask  you  something?  ’

‘  why  don’t  you  leave  then?  ’

‘  how  could  you?  ’

‘  is  this  all  you  can  do?  ’

‘  why  is  this  here?  ’

‘  how  did  you  get  in  here?  ’

‘  is  it  freezing  to  you?  ’

‘  what  are  you  making  tdday?  ’

‘  are  you  lost?  ’

‘  has  it  been  that  long?  ’

‘  how  could  you?  ’

[nightwontlast-a]

@medtek​​​     :    !!   — send  ‘ !! ’   for  a  description  of  your  muse  from  my  muse’s  perspective 

                        ‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒  He    finds    her    to    be    a  very  fetching  woman,      &    one  of  unusual  character.    He  can’t  imagine  anything  could  be  more  painful  than  losing  one’s  spouse,    much  less  in  such  a  gruesome  way  as  she  has,    yet  still  she  keeps  on  persevering  through  each  day  as  it  comes.    That’s  probably  the  strongest  thing  he  can  figure  a  person  can  do  for  their  own  self,    or  for  their  remaining  family.

                    He  gets  the  impression  she’s  really  intelligent  as  well  as  driven.    Must  be,    if  she  got  a  job  with  Dr.  Amari.    He  has  known  Amari  for  years,    after  all,      &    he’s  got  a  lot  of  faith  in  her  as  well  as  familiarity  with  her  stern  demeanor.    If  she  can  trust  Lucy,    so  can  Valentine.

[medtek-a]

∘◦✚◦∘ @betterhealing​ liked !

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                     ❝ I can tell you’re not from around here, but you also don’t seem like the kind of person that belongs in Goodneighbor. ❞ Another name to the books, she guessed.  ❝ I need to set up a file for you. Common stuff like your name and all. ❞

[medtek-a]

o-rusted-heart​:

The look on Nick’s face had gone very quickly from sarcastic to embarrassed, though it was hard not to be with a display like that. He really had to stop waiting until the last second to get necessary repairs. 

“Oh. Oh, I was– you don’t have to–” But she’d already settled down and sat him in a chair. Nick obediently offered his skeletal hand, a pensive look on his face. “Depends on what you do, I suppose…”

“Sorry. Didn’t mean to derail your schedule.” 

Lucy let out a light chuckle, hands fumbling with the tools and the synthetic hand in front of her. This shouldn’t be that hard, right? Screwing some bolts into place was something she had done before when she was younger. Little Lamplight wasn’t going to keep itself up without a few repairs.

❝ Don’t really have a schedule. I mostly just sit around, scribbling on blank pieces of paper and filing medical stuff for Amari. I like this job, but... I feel like I’d find something better somewhere else. ❞ She spoke, noticing how his hand twitched at every screw, saying sorry every time they did. 

[medtek-a]

nightwontlast​:

                    ❝  ‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒  Don’t    say    that,  ❞        Valentine  was  quick  to  refute,    lifting  a  hand  as  if  in  asking  for  silence.    An  unusual  brightness  to  his  neon  eyes.        ❝  What  happened  to  you  three  was  nothing  you  deserved.    I  promise  you  that.  ❞      

                    Karma  was  not  something  he  put  much  stock  in  at  the  best  of  times,    but  to  believe  that  there  was  something  she  could  have  done  to  deserve  losing  her  husband,    permanently  or  not  ‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒      much  less  over  something  as  stupid  as  sneaking  around  a  Brotherhood  tollbooth  ?    No,    he  couldn’t  tolerate  that  even  in  mere  phrasing.    He  shook  his  head  accordingly.    The  heart  of  his  had  already  made  up  its  mind  about  her.

                              ❝  I’ll  take  th’    case.    Head  down  there  an’    see  what  I  can  find,    alright  ?    Is  there  anything  else  can  you  tell  me,    help  me  narrow  it  down  ?      An’    how  do  I  get  in  touch  with  you,    Miss  ‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒  ?  ❞    

                       She knew she couldn’t blame herself for what happened, but her inner thoughts were clouded with regret, grief and anguish, screaming at her constantly that, if they had just paid, if she knew how to hold a gun back then, MacCready would still be with her to this day. She shuddered, trying her best to keep those memories at bay, as she snapped back once more. Rummaging through her backpack, she found a drawing of the wooden figurine she made for her husband.

                             ❝  Lucy. Lucy MacCready. I work for Amari in Goodneighbor. She was kind enough to give him a job as an assistant. I want to come with. I want to know the truth.  ❞  Was she scared? Absolutely, but she was also determined to find at least something that would reassure her that her husband is alive after 3 1/2 years.  

[medtek-a]

( tomorrow i’m going to be active here, tackle the few drafts i have and do a starter. my discord is rat king 🐀#0254 if y’all wanna add me and talk about plots or even ships ;w; )

[medtek-a]

𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒅𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒃𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒅 ?

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stay with me while the storm is strong

we all need someone sometimes, and you often don't feel like you are worth someone remaining. you are, though. i know that you crave for someone to be there and rest their hand against your back during the bad times. for a loving voice to lull you to sleep with a cadence of compassion and a desire to remain. you just want someone to remain. through and past the bad parts when you know it is difficult. you want to fall asleep to their voice and wake up to them still there in the morning. you want them to know the way that you take your tea and keep a box of your favorite flavor in their pantry in case you have a bad night and need to come over. you want to trust someone enough to give them a key to your house. and you deserve it, love. you deserve for someone to linger. you deserve to place your trust in another and know that they'll help you brush your hair if you're just too tired. you deserve for someone to remain.

TAGGED BY: @gwinnetts​ TAGGING:  i don’t know who i haven’t tagged yet! if you see this, do it!

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adria arjona

[hubflowcr]

( sleep time for me! here’s my discord. y’all can add it and talk to me about thread ideas or even ship ideas, i’m open for anything! here’s the text version cause of the emoji. )

rat king 🐀#0254

[esausrpmemes]

Want to ship? Feel free to tell me straight off!

Yes, shipping does need chemistry between the two muses, but if you look at my muse and think ‘You know what, I’d like to ship my muse with theirs!’, feel free to tell me, even before we start threads!

I love having a direction/goal to work the characters towards – when I write fiction on my own, I like having goals and plot points, like romances, family and friend relationships, rivals and enemies.. why wouldn’t I like having the same with RP? RP is just collaborative fiction writing!

There’s no shame in liking ships, or even RPing for ships. There’s tons of people in the world who love to read romance novels, and no one tries to tell them that’s wrong or worse than liking mysteries, or fantasy adventure. Neither preference is wrong, it’s just that – a preference!

So please – if you want to ship, or work towards of ship, in any capacity : romance, family, friends, rivals, and everything in between – TELL ME! I’d love to see what we can come up with together!