#hcartsleeved

[pipboygenius]

@hcartsleeved asked: if you ask me, and you haven't, i think this is a terrible idea.

"you got a better one? i'm the vault dweller and you're from the surface. my knowledge on everything up here is limited to a single raider attack. but if i find moldaver, maybe i can find out how she knows my mother. find my father and sister at the same time. you don't have to help me but i'm going." the raider camp couldn't be that bad, right? they'd already pillaged their vault. nothing more to gain. he could trade something for the information. maybe what he found in vault thirty-one.

[protectxthem]

@hcartsleeved asked: “What makes you think I’d ever help you?” (any fallout muse??)

Misc. sentence & symbol starters | Accepting

"Because if we don't work together we're both going to die. Now are you going to help me or not?" He paused and shrugs his backpack off before digging into one of the pockets and pulling out a good handful of caps. "I can pay you greatly."

[sxrgeantbarnes]

@hcartsleeved | short starter call

"I've had worse, ya know." Doesn't stop him from flinching when she touches his face, right at the top of his cheekbone, where he knows the red there will give way to purple soon enough— if it hasn't already. A nice shiner to his left eye, courtesy of a fist he was too slow dodging. He smiles up at her anyway, ignores the ache, "Is my face ruined? Can you still stand to look at me?"

[drkroots]

@hcartsleeved said: ❝What special powers do you have?❞ (wildcard muse!)

          vampire themed sentence starters

               "Witches have many skillsets, some are far better at some of the basics than others. All depends on the individual. But we all have different innate gifts.” Tone oozed confidence as small blade was unsheathed to make the smallest cut in her index finger. “I’m a healer.” Once blood had pooled around the tiny cut, other hand was raised to cover wound and produce a bright warm light, only to disappear when hand was lowered and cut on the finger ceased to exist. “I do consider it something of a lesser of my talents.” Smile on features was fair but it held onto a slight wickedness. “Do you ever find yourself outside, enjoying the greenery?”

[drkroots]

@hcartsleeved said: ❝You healed that fast?❞ (wildcard muse!)

          vampire themed sentence starters

               “It was just a scratch.” Comment was made casually, even though he had to mentally acknowledge that what just a scratch meant to wolves and non-wolves meant two very different things. So, smile was quick in attempt to comfort her. “Really, I’m fine. Been through worse, anyway. Nothing to fret over.”

[m1xedbag]

@hcartsleeved said: ❝ you can ask me anything you want. i promise i'll answer truthfully except the things i feel like lying about. ❞

alec's brows knit together briefly, caught off guard by her honesty. as he realizes she's being funny, his face relaxes into a crooked smile. he reaches forward and slides his soda closer, taking a few pulls through his straw and pushes it back toward the center of the table. stealing a fry from the plate that sits between them, alec dips it in ketchup and pops it in his mouth. he waits until he's finished chewing to speak.

" ha. ha. " he deadpans. " i hope that list isn't too long. "

[ccmplicatedweb]

@hcartsleeved CONTINUED

ASK: “It’s not your fault, sweetheart. You did everything you could.”

and   yet   everything   wasn’t   good   enough.   it   hadn’t   been   when   it   counted   the   most,   because   her   hands   were   still   dripping   in   red,   no   matter   how   clean   they   really   were,   and   she   had   killed   her   own   sisters   at   the   command   of   the   red   room.   the   only   peace   she   had   now   was   knowing   she   was   out,   her   mind   now   saved,   fragmented   and   confused.            “   i   knew   what   i   was   doing   the   whole   time.   that’s   the   worst   part   i   think.   ”         she   took   a   swig   of   her   beer,   leaning   back   as   she   met   nats   gaze.            “   so   what   do   i   do   now?   what   life   is   out   there   for   me?   ”            how   do   i   find   it?  

Yes, Mayven had known. So had Natasha, and Yelena, and Recluse, and Melina, and Marina, and so many others whose names had been forgotten. They had all known. There had been a thousand moments they could have rebelled, twice as many where so much as a twitch would have gotten them killed. How much of a choice had any of them really had? How much responsibility remained in their hands anyway?

         “If I answered that for you, it wouldn’t be an answer at all.” Although her words were of little comfort, her voice had the certainty and her eyes the understanding of someone who had trailed that same path. “But don’t let everything you have done and their deaths go to waste. You have to make something out of it.”

[honorarystripes]

@hcartsleeved

"You know it's funny you came this way, I was expecting someone but I wasn't expecting you. Not that it's a bad thing really, you know. I just. I suppose I'm not really what people expected either when they were creating a super soldier. "

"You know," he looked down and shuffled his feet. "You ever find yourself as a contradiction to the times that you were made in and lived in? Like you don't know it but you have always been different and you've been hiding it?"

"I think I've always been like that. Started off fragile so I wasn't allowed to play sports like the other boys and I wasn't physically able to do certain other activities so I invested in the arts which was well...it was abnormal for boys to get into. Well, not abnormal but the vast majority of kids in the forties were playing baseball in the streets of Brooklyn and dodging cars."

"I was over there trying to fight every bully in the New York area and sketching out wanted pictures. I mean, do you get what I mean or am I rambling?"