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activity update.
i am putting this multi on a temporary hiatus. it won’t be forever ( hopefully ) i just don’t have a lot of muse for any of these characters currently. i have no idea why, but i’m hoping they’ll come back soon.
in the mean time, if you’re interested in writing with another one of my muses, you can find me at:
@davenprt ( old guard based. )
@maybcrry ( own lore based. )
@redmcnd ( own lore based. )
brokenspy:
“it’s not a moral issue, bessie. i work for the government, we can’t just -” she let out a sigh. if she knew bessie - and she liked to think she did by this point - she wasn’t going to take no for an answer, and wasn’t it better if she was at least present, to keep her out of trouble? “- fine. but this is a one time deal. we aren’t making a habit out of this.”
a grin slowly formed over her lips, watching the resignation to the idea pass over sarah’s expression. “ excellent. let’s get going then. they’re going to love this on my channel. ” brows lift in sarah’s direction, slinging her camera bag over her shoulder. “ though honestly ? i’m surprised you didn’t argue this more. go you. ”
bartowskiis:
“it’s a DC movie,” she confirmed, with a shrug. she knew a lot more about movies than her sister ever had, but she was still no expert. shazam, however, was a cool one, and she pretty sure chuck looked as similar to him as bryce did to superman; it was kind of insane, the kind of men her sister managed to snag. that wasn’t the point anymore, though. “sure, you can stay, but they’re out. what do you need them for, anyway? they can’t do spy stuff anymore, they have a kid now, you know.”
“ obviously. ” a light grin curved his lips for a moment, hands slipping into his pockets. “ i know. it’s not for anything sinister, i swear. there’s just some things i need to talk through with them, that’s all. nothing spy related, promise. ” the mentioned of their kid made his heart pang, but he maintained his smile. “ i am aware of that, yes. even sent them a present. ”
shesdaylight:
it was true, her life had become this way because of the email he’d sent. for what felt like weeks she’d questioned why it was sent to her in the first place, randomly, what made her cross his mind or what she’d done to have everything flipped sideways. though those questions were still there, tucked into the back of her mind, she stopped asking as she thought she wouldn’t get any answers. “i just don’t know where i’d even start,” she answered honestly, fingers combing through her hair as she looked up at him. she was tired, visibly so, and she’d quickly learned that with the cia most nights were long and most sleeps were, well, sleepless. “how did you do it for so long? just, completely adjust to this life? you make it look so easy.”
though her questions were valid, he really had no idea how to answer them. spies signed up for this; the sleepless nights, the noise that threatened to overwhelm them in the quiet moments, the unpleasantries that came with the job description. but she had never chosen this life. had never trained for any of it. “ honestly ? i’m just a very good actor. ” a light chuckle escaped, shaking his head lightly. “ being a spy is all about compartmentalising. the job is the job and as soon as it’s finished, you can’t let it linger in your mind. because you’ll drive yourself nuts if you do. ” pausing a moment, brow furrowing. “ there are times when you simply can’t help it. when the quiet threatens to consume you. and in those moments you need to find something, something to channel it into. ” another pause, resting a hand against her forearm. “ for me, i put some really loud music on and i go for a long run. for other’s it’s boxing, or gun care if your name is casey. ”
demorganed:
a normal life, really? given all that chuck had gotten involved with, given the fact he’d ended up caught up in it because of an email bryce had sent, that clearly hadn’t worked out too well - but it made a certain sort of sense that it would have been his plan in the beginning, that he tried to get him kicked out, set him up and framed him, in order to save him. so what changed? “then why did you send him the email?”
he’d seen this particular question coming the moment he mentioned that he had only wanted a normal life for chuck. but the circumstances that had surrounded his sending of that email were complicated. his entire life was complicated ever since he had pushed send. “ that is a complicated question to answer. but you should know that if there had been any other way, i would have taken it in a heartbeat to save chuck from this life. ” pausing a moment, small smile curling at the corners of his lips. “ though i rather think it turned out pretty well for him. he doesn’t have to deal with the unpleasantries this job requires. he has a team willing to do anything to help him. and he got the girl. ”
brokenspy:
given that she’d been a spy for so long, she knew exactly what he was doing - deflecting was something all spies were skilled in; all spies were used to. it was the exact same thing she used to do when she didn’t want to talk about herself, and she couldn’t really chastise him for it now. as much as sarah wanted to be there for him, wanted to support him, she could hardly even fathom what he must have been through, how he must have felt about it all. if there was one thing sarah would never do, it was push too hard. instead of saying anything more - he could talk when he was ready - she glanced to him. “thanks. i bet you never thought you’d see sarah walker settle down.”
in all honesty, he did not know exactly how to deal with the things that had happened to him. his life in someone else’s hands, to be given or taken away at their whim. it would haunt his for the rest of his life. at her response his expression softened some, a small smile curling at the edges of his lips. “ i always knew you had it in you. though i’ll admit it is strange to see you willingly partake in domesticities. ” a small chuckle escapes, shaking his head lightly. “ i’m happy for you though walker. seeing you so happy and settled. it’s nice. ” though he did rather wish it had been him at her side, though it wasn’t entirely surprising that she would chose to settle with chuck.
brokenspy:
he got out. he didn’t die. sarah closed her eyes for a second, letting that information wash over her. she’d screamed at the fulcrum agents not to touch him, and then she’d grieved. before meeting up with chuck in nadrazi train station, she’d detoured to lisbon…what had she scattered there, if not his ashes? she’d cried, let the reality of it all wash over her - she’d known then she was in love with chuck, but bryce was still important, she’d still hurt. he hadn’t died. opening her eyes again, she gave a small nod; she understood why he’d need to hide, why he couldn’t get in contact. she was a spy too, she understood the importance of such a thing. “he’s at work,” she said, quietly. at the buy more, not the CIA, though that didn’t really need to be specified. “but i live with him. we’re getting married.”
having to hide from sarah, from chuck, had been a painful time for him. there were numerous times where he’d wanted to come to burbank just to catch a glimpse of either one of them. but he’d needed to heal. needed to think about his next move. he could only imagine the pain he had caused a second time. “ right. yeah. the ring. ” clearing his throat lightly, a small smile lingering on his lips. “ i’m happy for you. trading in mrs anderson for mrs bartowski. it suits you. ” despite the words he found himself struggling to look her in the eye.
canon dialogue call // @thatprettylittlething
“ you're going to have to figure out just how much you're willing to give, and how far you're willing to go to stop a war. ”
canon dialogue starter // @brokenspy
" as it turns out, you can take the girl out of spy school -- ” pausing a moment, turning to sarah with a smile. “ -- but you can’t take the spy school out of the girl. ”
hit the heart for a canon dialogue starter from any of my canon muses !! please specify which muse you would like. multis, please specify who you would like it for !!
CARING FOR STUBBORN MUSES. for when the person you’re trying to care for insists they don’t need your help.
“at least let me clean the wound!” “you’ll be even worse off if you don’t let me bandage this.” “i really think you need to see a doctor.” “i made you some soup, and i’m going to sit here until you eat it. i can wait.” “your feelings matter too! i can’t help you if i don’t even know what’s making you upset!” “..i’m here if you need anything, okay?” “stop trying to push yourself! you can’t do this on your own!” “listen, i know you don’t want to, but.. maybe you should rest for a while. you’re not going to get anywhere like this.” “i’ll make you a deal: i’ll just get you some bandages, and nothing else, and you stop making a fuss over it.” “how long has it last been since you slept?” “have you even been taking your medicine?” “i know you think you have to get through this by yourself, but you have people here to help you.” “let me take care of you, for once.” “you’re gonna hurt yourself even more if you do stupid things like that!” “i hate to break it to you, but you’re not supposed to do any strenuous physical activity for the next couple weeks, and if i have to personally make sure you don’t every waking hour of the day then i’m fully prepared to do that.” “it’s okay to cry in front of me, you know. you don’t have to carry this alone.” “stop trying to act like you’re not bleeding out in front of me!! this is serious!” “listen, asshole. i’m gonna carry you home whether you like it or not. you’re not in any condition to get there yourself.” “oh my god, why didn’t you tell me it was this bad?!”
Reblog if your muse would spend the night in a haunted place for $20
What do you think my muse smells like?
shes so pretty i literally can’t deal with it.
soldier keep on marching on, head down until the work is done. waiting on that morning sun, soldier keep on marching. you wanna take a drink of that promise land, you gotta wipe the dirt off of your hands. careful son, you got dreamer's plans.
semi - selective, mutuals only. multimuse for canon and original characters. loved by j.
credit.
demorganed:
perhaps it was inevitable that the two of them never would have gotten along. morgan had been chuck’s best friend since kindergarten, and he’d never much liked the idea of him having this new group of friends that he wasn’t a part of. things might have been different if they’d all been at stanford together, but as it were, he’d felt left out; he hadn’t liked the idea of this new best friend at all. that said, his explanation actually threw morgan for a loop - he’d trash talked bryce time and time again, called him chuck’s nemesis, the fett to his solo, a huge asshole, basically. and now…could that really be true? spies were good liars, he’d learnt that, but bryce sounded genuine, and it kind of explained a lot. “wait, what? really? you were doing it for chuck? really?”
of course everyone in chuck’s life was going to hate him for as long as they believed the lie. he had been prepared for as much, but it hadn’t mattered. as long as chuck was safe and away from this life it was worth it. he didn’t regret any of it. “ yes, really. it was all for chuck. to give him a normal life, morgan. ” sighing softly, one hand lifting to rub at his forehead. “ you can believe me, or not, it doesn’t really matter. what matters is that chuck has a life that is his own. that’s all i wanted for him. ”
brokenspy:
the hand on her arm caused her to tense, but only slightly - he was a spy, he’d be well aware of the engagement ring on her finger by now, if nothing else. she knew bryce, and though she didn’t know who’d brought him back or why, she was going to choose to trust him, and trust the fact he’d never do anything to betray her or chuck. that meant the hand on her arm was only friendly, and regardless of who had brought him back, he wouldn’t be that to hurt them. “how, uh - how long have you been back?” from the dead, she meant, not in burbank, though she didn’t particularly want to specify this time.
the band around her finger had been a painful punch to his heart, but not an entirely surprising one. it wasn’t as though he couldn’t see the way they looked at one another the last time they had met. he’d told chuck to look after her, and clearly he’d carried out that task and would continue to do so for a very long time. but right now, he couldn’t mention it. it hurt too much on top of everything else. “ from the dead ? i got out that day sarah. i’ve been hiding ever since. ” hiding from everyone. “ so, this apartment we’re going to -- will chuck be there ? ”
