into the depths of cold blue water;

so i'm hoping this cold blue water scrubs me clean. indie JOSÉ BADEN from IDENTITY V. beloved by nim.

[snazzycryptid]

When your dads start flirting at the dinner table for the fifth time this week.

[cryleigh]

matching ponytails 💕

[redemptionsailed]

💏 / from servais uwu

@musemade​ 50 WAYS TO KISS MEME █⚓▸ 2: goodnight

█⚓▸ A long day, a difficult match... José was sure that his predicament couldn’t get any worse, eager to finish his dinner and head to bed for what would surely be another difficult day of that terrible game. Needless to say, the man was exhausted, too tired to even stop briefly for a drink as he usually did in the evenings. Not wanting the others to see him in that unsightly state, he had carefully tried to avoid the most populated hallways. But there was always someone, wasn’t there?

█⚓▸ “Mr. Le Roy.” His tone is casual, but it can’t entirely hide the relief he feels when he notices that the man before him wasn’t someone that he had to put up pretenses for. While José was a private man who preferred to keep his feelings hidden for the sake of his own pride, he had a feeling that the other was somehow similar in a way that was difficult to describe. “It’s quite late, isn’t it? Well, I’m glad I got to see you before I went to bed.” José’s smile is soft, lacking most of the cockiness it usually carries. “Come here.” Gently, he grabs Servais‘ shoulder, pulling him closer and pressing a delicate kiss to his lips. “Goodnight. You have to rest as well.”

[redemptionsailed]

‘ do you miss anyone? ’

@wildinfinitum INTERVIEW MEME

█⚓▸ “My father.” The answer comes quickly, with little hesitation in his voice. Still, something about the way his voice shakes around the words makes it seem that it might not be so simple as wanting to reunite with a father he loved. “He taught me everything I know about sailing. He taught me combat, survival skills, hypnosis... Almost everything, really.” Well, except cooking. That was his mother, thank you very much.

█⚓▸ “I came here to find him and restore the honor of the Baden family. Surely I would be a useless son if I couldn’t even manage that, eh?” José’s laugh is quiet, dry, and humorless. “I want to see him again. Even if it’s just to grab his collar and shake him, asking why he simply vanished on the seas...”

[paleinthenight]

[sagamemes]

fifty ways to kiss someone.   send me a 💏 and i will randomise a number in order for my muse to kiss yours…

…good morning.

…goodnight.

…goodbye.

…where it hurts.

…where it doesn’t hurt.

…on a falling tear.

…to shut them up.

…in secrecy.

…in public.

…desperately.

…in joy.

…in grief.

…discreetly.

…casually.

…passionately.

…lazily.

…to distract.

…as encouragement.

…for luck.

…on a scar.

…on a place of insecurity.

…in a rush of adrenaline.

…in relief.

…in danger.

…as a ‘yes’.

…as an apology.

…as a suggestion.

…as a lie.

…as a promise.

…as comfort.

…after a small rejection.

…to wake yours up.

…forcefully.

…to pretend.

…to gain something.

…to give up control.

…without a motive.

…because yours is running out of time.

…because mine is.

…because the world is ending.

…because the world is saved.

…out of pride.

…out of greed.

…out of lust.

…out of anger.

…out of envy or jealousy.

…out of spite.

…out of habit.

…out of necessity.

…out of love.

[redemptionsailed]

█⚓▸ hey so my keyboard broke and i cannot type “s” without copy pasting so i might be unable to write paragraph for a bit! but also hit me up on discord for chat style rp and other short form <3 i will do my best to keep writing here though

[bbblackcats]

[redemptionsailed]

surviiived​:

“…It isn’t her strength that I am worried about,” the Doctor muttered, mainly to herself rather than the First Officer at her side. Emma was a strong young woman who was more than capable at containing the hunter, far more than Emily was, at the very least. If the hunter had found her, Emily would be only a bit concerned, just as she would be for anyone else being pursued by the hunter.

However, Emma’s attention span was… faulty to say the least. Emily wasn’t sure if she was actually spending all this time decoding. She only hoped the Gardener wasn’t running around, breaking down rocket chairs again instead of working on the cipher machine… But now wasn’t the time to worry about that. She just had to finish her cipher, and then let Emma prime hers so they could use it at the right time.

“I am sure she will be alright,” she assured the male with a slight dip of her head. “I only hope that she is currently focused on the cipher and nothing else.” She completed a calibration and resumed her decoding. “Is Mr. Campbell still containing the hunter?” she asked him, in case he might know the answer.

█⚓▸ There’s always that underlying worry-- will we be okay? Will we make it out? Will he or she or they survive this wretched, arduous task? Some were better suited for this place than others, and some were more well adjusted than others as well. One could only hope that the hunter’s chosen target wasn’t one of the more fragile ones, like poor Helena or little Vera. (Well, despite her petite stature, she was a force of her own. But that was besides the point.)

█⚓▸ “Let’s hope for the best, eh, Madam Dyer?” He offers her a pat on the shoulder, lending his own effort to the completion of the cipher, albeit more slowly. He couldn’t help but fumble with these things, considering his... various ailments. He was lucky to have the other survivors for assistance, otherwise he’d never get anything done. █⚓▸ At the question, he puts a finger to his chin, trying to remember. “Last time I checked, yes, he was. That man always does a great job, even when he’s injured. I do wish I could do more to support him, though.”

[redemptionsailed]

█⚓▸ good news i got basil from the past essence sphere

[vhsmeme]

* interview the muse

‘ do you miss anyone? ’

‘ how are you doing? ’

‘ do you believe in ghosts? ’

‘ what makes you laugh? ’ 

‘ list your top three bands or singers. ’ 

‘ how many blankets do you sleep with? ’

‘ does your name hold any special meaning to you? ’

‘ gum, cake, pie or ice cream? ’

‘ favorite book? ’

‘ are you a good person? ’

‘ describe love. ’

‘ have you ever taken part in an uprising? ‘

‘ favorite song? ’

‘ name a guilty pleasure. ’

‘ the most embarrassing thing that’s happened to you today? ’

‘ tell me one truth and one lie. ’

‘ do you like people? ’

‘ what motivates you? ’

‘ describe the perfect weekend. ’

‘ any pet peeves? ’

‘ do you need a hug? ’

‘ would you like to have kids? ’

‘ do you have any tattoos? ’

‘ classical, oldies, punk, hip hop or country? ’

‘ when was the last time you cried? ’

‘ are you religious? ’

[spaacemusings]

                                     and though the people around me                                         their mouths are still moving

                                         the words they are forming                                          can not reach me anymore

[redemptionsailed]

surviiived​:

Emily finished off treating the First Officer before standing up and dusting off her skirt. It really was handy that she could heal wounds so miraculously in this game… If only this worked in the real world, she could do so much for patients who were suffering. No one would ever die in her care ever again… She swallowed and pushed the thought out of her mind before she could dwell on it.

“Of course. And as for the cipher… It is nearly half complete,” she told José as she walked back to the cipher machine and continued to work on it. They were doing well. The Prospector had been containing the hunter—the Geisha—since nearly the start of the match, only getting chaired once to which the First Officer had saved them. This allowed them to complete three ciphers with only two remaining—one being the one Emily was working on, and the other one that she hoped Emma was trying to finish…

“I thought Miss Woods would have her cipher completed by now, but I suppose we will have to finish this one first and then find her. If all goes well, we may even escape all together.” Maybe it was just wishful thinking…

█⚓▸ He stands up once his injuries allow him to, rotating his arm in the socket to restore a bit of feeling to his limbs. They had gone numb after what felt like the twentieth hit; luckily, that hadn’t stopped him from doing his job. Perhaps it was that lack of consideration of danger that had led to him losing his other arm in the first place. But that was a different occasion, a different time, current worries far from his past regrets. There were more pressing issues.

█⚓▸ José jogs over to assist her with the cipher machine. Alone, the process for him was agonizingly slow. “That’s good! A very nice start. We should be finished in no time, then.” He raises his head and peeks over the horizon, checking for the approach of another Survivor. He can’t deny the worry welling up in his chest, though.

█⚓▸ "Wouldn’t that be lovely!” A four man escape-- all he could hope for, and yet, consistently out of his reach. It gets a little frustrating every now and then... “I’ll go check on her in a jiffy. She’s strong! I’m sure she’s alright.”

[starbvrns]

Happy Birthday Jose!

˗ˋ ❖；First Officer icons

[bastardoftheocean]

[redemptionsailed]

“Nobody’s seen you in days.” | From Vera!

@oletuslured SENTENCE MEME

█⚓▸ “Ah.” Well, it isn’t surprising that the man hasn’t seen another face since he had disappeared into his room. When José got into his drinking fits, it was rare for him to come out of them until necessary, even if he had a match. He slept with a bottle, woke up with a glass, and did all under no one’s watchful eye so he wouldn’t be stopped. But, well, it wasn’t like he could escape concern forever...

█⚓▸ He leans against the doorframe of his room, attempting to smooth down his collar and jacket to look more collected. “I appreciate your concern, Miss Nair, but I assure you, I’m quite alright...”

[redemptionsailed]

█⚓▸ i may not have gotten edgar but i got ladies companion perfumer so whatever