#hartlines

[ownheroes]

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Hi nonnie! I'm guessing this is for the ' very specific munday asks ' meme? The one you sent is for talking about a random mun (to me, that means any of my mutuals).

So I randomised my list of mutuals and I get the gush about one of my favourite writers @hartlines. The mun is currenly on a hiatus, but that doesn't stop me from talking about them because I can compliment my mutuals when I want to.

Hart is a lovely person who is easy to talk to ooc and make her muses easy to write with ic. She has a roster full of layered muses, canon and oc, who are a little more niche in the sense that I don't think many people would choose to write these characters! They're a little more gritty, some a little older and a bit more sarcastic than the mainstream kind of muse. Hart fleshes out her canons and ocs alike, making them her own entirely and writing the most gut wrenching and also memeable headcanons about them. She makes each of them compelling with the tidbits of backstory she hints at in her replies and the dialogue that give my muses an itch to respond right away! I watched True Detective specifically because of her portrayal of the main character, because of all the meta she wrote on the dash and the love for her character shining through in her words. Truly amazing 🩷 Also, she almost completely re-wrote Sam Winchester as her version and I love him infinitely!!!

[justaprankhan]

@hartlines liked for a starter

It was a good thing that with her family money she had been able to rent one of those motel room with enough privacy that she could have shot fireworks in there and no one would have checked on them - unless she pressed a button to call for the help. But that hadn't kept Frank from hearing her scream bloody murder in her sleep and coming to check on her, and that was why at 2am he was making her a hot chocolate while she had wrapped herself in even more blankets and was still hiding in her bed, panic attack almost gone.

"This is going to happen all the time," she informed him weakly, "So if we are going to stick together we have to find a way for you to not get woken up..."

"I'd explain but it's like... I don't want to put you in even more danger. And if I told you why I'm like this, then I'd have to tell you what my... my mission is, and I don't know if you can understand or if you'd try to stop me or... Like, I know I owe you some more honesty, you had my back before. But I don't... 'know you' know you as a person, I don't know if you can handle it." One thing was getting into a dangerous pub to gather intel and defend themselves, another was to possibly end people.

[dumbthink2]

@hartlines ... continued.

"What! Of course I want you to continue. If I started kicking people out for being awkward, well... I'd never be able to do anything."

They really have to stretch to get an arm around his shoulder, but they do it without really thinking, a way of getting across that they really do enjoy his company. It's funny to say, but they almost find him a bit easier to interact with than the typical person. At least they understand where his head is at.

"I meant it as like... a compliment." Flirting actually, but that might be a little too intense to say aloud. Mostly, it was friendly flirting, expressing the joy that someone was playing a silly arcade game with them. "Are you like, coded to learn new social stuff? Or do you just have a list in there that you base it off of?"

[connorchrxnicles]

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💬 0  🔁 0  ❤️ 1 · @connorchrxnicles: In the aftermath of an argument with John, Sarah had gone outside and had a cigarette, tried hard to cal

She sighed, tears welling up in her eyes. Quite surprised by this, she immediately tried to push the feeling away… and failed, because those tears slid down her cheeks anyway.

More waves of anger boiled inside, but not all at her son. Sarah really didn’t know why she felt like this. But it was like a knife had been driven into her heart, because her chest was aching.

She wiped her cheek with the back of her hand, glaring at the ground.

“I just-… didn’t… I didn’t mean to hurt him.”

@hartlines

[bobcanhandlethevoid]

@hartlines

"So uh, what do you terminate?"

[fifthdimensicn]

@hartlines gets a random starter from Dean

Holy shit.

Nah, not holy shit. Holy fuck. Holy balls.

That's the fucking Terminator. He's just been saved by the goddamn honest-to-God Terminator. Dean's jaw is on the floor.

He looks even more intimidating in-person. Hooooooly shit. Dean pulls his mouth back together and swallows. He's gotta play it cool. But how the hell could he?! How many nights has he spent in cheap hotel rooms, flipping through the channels only to see one of the Terminator movies on, go 'hell yeah' and chow down some cheap, greasy pizza while he watched enraptured? They were absolute classics. Peak cinema in Dean's book. Sure, they weren't Westerns (and those were his favorite) but they were amazing. He was amazing.

The hunter gives the T-800 a thumbs-up and a bright smile. "Dude!! That was frickin' awesome!"

[burnlikeme]

@hartlines || The Terminator, cont.

"That's well rude to ask! What's wrong with your forehead?" Stu glares at the stranger, arms folded, one chipped tooth catching on his lip even as his mouth closes.

[lightning-arias-a]

☎️ the boys want to know Elva

Phone info

NAME: Ben (Or Mike) RINGTONE: Salut, demeure chaste et pure PICTURE: A hastily taken photo of Ben with a put upon expression and covered in glitter. LAST TEXT RECEIVED: [11am] What time is it again? LAST TEXT SENT: [10:50am] ure coming to my show toniht right?