#amhohwa

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@amhohwa​​   →  continued

──  Natalie watches him, cautiously, as he contemplates her offer. Mentally noting down every waver in his face, ever sigh and frown. He's made a perfect mask for himself- so that others cannot read him too easily, but, Nat was ever so slowly learning. His hand squeezes her own and she feels a wave of sparks go up her arm and into her chest, fluttering there for a moment before finally calming to a dull, pleasant ache. "Really?" There's a hint of disbelief in her voice, her eyes wide and expression shocked- but it quickly softens, replaced with another sunny smile. "Tae Joon thank you, this will be fun! I promise" There is excitement in every step she takes, cautiously ushering Tae along and out of his comfort zone, out into the unknown. Again, Nat watches him, arm now wrapped tight around his own. Keeping him close to her side as she guides him around the outskirts of a city- being careful to stay away from crowds and busy areas. "There is this little patisserie on the corner a few blocks down, they make amazing deserts" Natalie chimes, keeping her spirits high in hopes it would help him feel more at ease. "We should go there, my shout!"

[octaane]

CRYPTO  ( @amhohwa​​ ) said :   “ i do not have the energy for this. ”  

octane groaned, stomping his metal foot like a frustrated child about to throw a tantrum. crypto was no fun, and the speedster was getting really tired of trying to tear down the hacker's metaphorical walls.

tired, but not entirely DONE just yet.

" you never do, dude! c'mooon! "

tugging at the other's arm, octane tried to get crypto's attention and tear his eyes away from his screen.

" you're just scared i'll beat you again. what, you a SORE LOSER? ",

he teased, mostly to provoke crypto enough to get him to accept his challenge to play this fighting video game, that he'd found a while ago, again. they already played together last time-- and octane would hate to go through the hassle of explaining the controls to somebody else. at least crypto knew what to do with a controller. but still, he LOST. and maybe octavio gloated a little too much about his victory.

[trackra]

♫ hit me bb

playlist meme  ✦  @amhohwa

hoping (you’d stay)

Virtual Reality · rey Between Two Points · The Glitch Mob. ft. Swan Brave New World · Kalandra Warrior · AURORA Please Don't Stop · Low Roar Arc · Yoste

[honorrwolf]

|| closed starter for @amhohwa inspired by this X

Returning to their home always brought with it a torrent of emotions that swirl within them, confusing and hard to grasp. So many things happened to them there that made them hurt and made them sing, but at the end of the day Talos always would be their home. No matter how far they wander away, they love Talos and their people and will always return home. One Day.

This time is different, however, and for one very significant reason. Normally when they make the trip back home it is by their lonesome, accompanied by no one except for Artur. This time they return with Crypto at their side - it had been his idea naturally. He had told them of his plan one night while they sat upon his couch together, Crypto looking more at ease than he usually ever was. 

He wanted to get away for a time, wanted to visit their home, and Bloodhound had agreed to the idea after only a moment’s pause. It felt like a unique chance to just be with him without the pressure of the games or others surrounding them. They can just be theirselves.

Hound turns towards him now, sitting a short distance away beside them upon the transport shuttle, tapping away at something at his tablet while he still had enough signal to do so. They smile to themself, closing the book they had been reading and reaching out towards him with one gloved hand.

“We will be arriving at our desitination soon,” They announce themself, quiet and gentle before allowing their hand to fall upon his knee. “It will be a bit of a trek to my community from where we will be dropped off, are you ready?”

[goldstandrd]

💀 an urgent text

text prompts ↬ 💀  for an urgent text

[ hyeon kim | sent ]: this is random but are you free? tonight maybe?

[ hyeon kim | sent ]: your particular set of skills might be able to help me with something

[ hyeon kim | sent ]: and time is of the essence so, get back to me soon?

[shoreearchive]

@amhohwa​​ // s.c.

                  she’s tired, eyes lidded as her jaw cracks on a long yawn. ( hana’s never one for being in the spotlight, despite what the media says. she’d much rather stay in, working on her tech and enjoying some down time. ) lazy gaze moves to look towards crypto, who’s focused intently on the screen in front of him. ❛ --- be careful, ❜ she warns, tone playful. ❛ you get any closer, you’re gonna fall in. ❜

[octaane]

you're an amazing octane, I enjoy writing with you so much and can hear octanes voice in all of your posts 💖💕

// i can honestly only say the same about ur crypto. just now i was thinking about how you manage to embody him so well? i feel like with characters like crypto it’s easy to end up washing them down (at least i feel like that’d happen to me probably hsdjs), but you don’t do that. you stay true to what we know about his character n i admire that alot abt ur writing!!

anyway i’m sorry i didn’t mean 2 ramble but thank u so much lmfao

[honorrwolf]

---- something’s wrong sentence starters || @amhohwa said:  “I can’t feel my arm.”

Bloodhound stares, stunned by the scene painted before them on their doorstep. Seeing the other legends, bloody and broken, was not an uncommon sight for them but that was in a match. The last thing they ever expected to see was Crypto, his arm clearly broken and bloody, about ready to collapse at their door when it swings open.

Questions burn and press against their lips, wanting to ask who or what had done this to him. They were shocked because they believed him to be strong and fully capable of defending himself. Such injuries truthfully were not uncommon in such an unpredictable place as the Outlands but Crypto was always so careful and avoided trouble so how...

They have so many things they wish to ask but for now they hold their tongue - reaching out to instead guide the hacker inside to sit upon their couch. “It appears that your arm has been broken. Allow me a moment to help you.” Hound mumbles as they fetch their first aid kit. Distracted.

Artur caws in the background as they set the kit down upon the coffee table. They get to work on cleaning the blood from Crypto’s arm and creating a proper splint for his very obviously broken bone - their movements carefully gentle so not to startle the injured man all the while. Their curiosity burns them but they know better to ask the questions they yearn to know - perhaps after once, Crypto was properly taken care of if he felt like telling them they would hear. But Crypto has always been the mysterious sort and the answers they wanted may never come, they knew.

So instead they focus on making sure he is okay. They are about to stick a syringe in him, one of the same accelerated healing technology from the games, before they pause and turn the worried blue of their eyes upon his face.

“Is it okay if I administer this for you or would you rather do it yourself?” Hound asks, holding the syringe flat in their hand for him to take if he wishes. They have no desire to make him uncomfortable and for a man that would not even eat food not prepared by himself, someone sticking a syringe in him suddenly might be unwelcome - they figure. Please I just want you to be okay.