#amanthatneverwas

[blubloodmedic]

@amanthatneverwas

Liked my Halloween post for a starter!

With Halloween comes a lot of joy and fun. Every year everyone around him has celebrated, meanwhile he'd closed himself away. With the veil thinning, he could feel himself slipping.

He'd planned on hiding in his room the entire night, but he'd underestimated his cache of supplies- had to restock. So he finds himself wandering about the base, checking over his shoulder for anyone following (though probably looking quite suspicious himself).

[drxpthebeat]

@amanthatneverwas

As much as Lucio would have wanted to spend his time making music in his home country, but his family needed money and the United States had more opportunities. He was lucky enough to find a company that paid better than Lucio could have dreamed for a medic who did not really have a licence, but did have a completely untested and theoretically awesome method of healing. After some paperwork Lucio was rushed through and did not actually read, Lucio was the newest employee for the Builder’s League United. Lucio even got a new blue tank-top to go with his brown shorts.

Once the paperwork was done, Lucio decided it would be nice to enjoy a smoke to celebrate his good fortune in jobs; unfortunately, his lighter was back in Brazil. He wandered around for a good fifteen minutes before he happened across a guy who was a lot more smartly dressed than him.

The Brazilian offered up a bright grin and plucked his cigarette out from behind his ear, “Hey, you got a light?”

[pushspacetocontinue]

Spies at the Sawmill (closed RP for amanthatneverwas)

@amanthatneverwas Sawmill had become unfamiliar to him. It had been so long since he last came here that he could hardly remember anything about it. That didn't stop the bosses from asking him to spend three days here. He didn't question them. He just did as he was told. He shifted the bag that he packed his clothes and a few other items in so it rested comfortably on his shoulder. A fluffy cat sat on his other shoulder, looking perfectly happy to be there. He sauntered up to the doors and then he gazed around, his eyes accidentally meeting the Spy's. At least, he assumed he was a Spy from his clothes. "Oh, sorry, I didn't mean to get in the way, I was kinda lost in my own head for a moment, ehehehe," he said quickly, as he then stepped back to the Spy could go into the base first.

[my-will-made-real]

Unlock my potential (no pressure anytime soon, just wanted to say hello!)

[[ sQUEALS EXCITEDLY BC SPY. I LOVE TF2. MY CURRENT OBSESSION. GOD BLESS. COME AT ME FRIEND ILY ]]

[blindsoldier]

amanthatneverwas replied to your post “tekhearthazenyatta replied to your post: ...”

(sorry to but in but) THE "AUTISTIC" FEELING IS 1000% REAL OH MY GOD it's just like...when you see or hear something that feels like a stim. gives that warm little fuzzies. there aren't words that anyone would understand but it's a THING

NO SORRIES !! AND YESSS every autistic person i know seems to have it like?? SOMETIMES IT EXTENDS TO OTHER AUTISTIC PEOPLE, TOO, like the only reason i knew i was autistic is bc other autistics were like “ONE OF US ONE OF US”

SHAKES YOU V GENTLY

[crusadeborn-archived-blog]

(hey I'm the anon who sent the last thing too, you wanted to know) but what if rein COULD have been something more than Lieutenant, but turned it down? Anything more would get him off the field, in an office somewhere. And lord knows that would NOT make Rein happy. How can he protect his teammates if he's sitting in an office on a different continent?

👀👀

HOLY HECC UR RIGHT WHY DIDN’T I THINK OF THAT. that would make a lot of sense. he’s more of a guy to fight to protect than write paper work.

[blubloodmedic]

@amanthatneverwas

Celian still hadn't been able to sort through his feelings on the matter. Alexis was here, of all places. And Diet was so cryptic about it. It feels like a whirlwind, and it makes his heart flutters anxiously.

For a minute he simply stands there, outside the door. He should knock. Go inside and see him. Make sure he's okay. But something hesitates. Why? What was he so afraid of? Alexis had been so accepting, so trusting. Perhaps, he thinks back- Diethelm was so...resigned- maybe it wasn't entirely Alexis he was concerned about.

Taking a deep breath to steady himself, he knocks softly on the door. "Alexis?" Unsure. His heart is almost racing now. He'd nearly forgotten what that felt like.

[drxpthebeat]

Cellmate

@amanthatneverwas continued from x

Lucio was no stranger to jail cells. He had been in and out of them since his early teens, though now it seemed like he was spending more and more time in. He had been working on figuring out a way out when a new person was brought in. Just what he needed; someone either getting in the way. Or, worse, a possible mole for the police or Vishkar.

Lucio laughed, trying to keep his suspicions hidden. “The only foreigners I object to are the ones who try to try to come in and take over.” He sighed and shook his head, “To be honest, this whole place feels more and more foreign every day with how Vishkar is trying to change things. If you’re not them, we’re cool. If you are you can have that half of the cell and I’ll take this side.”