ooc ┊ I used to call @sentrigun a friend but now that these truths come out, I truly begin to see I was wrong all along
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ooc ┊ I used to call @sentrigun a friend but now that these truths come out, I truly begin to see I was wrong all along
(they've slipped a folded paper under his door, something like a "get well soon/sorry you're homeless" kind of card full of crude crayon scribblings on it. no tricks today!)
Mick could hear someone at the door but when he opened it up no one was there. He could only see the card that laid at his feet. It didn’t take him long to open the card and read it. A small smile on his face was accompanied by a ‘pft’ as he goes back to bed. Laying the card by his bedside as he makes a mental note to say thanks to Mo.Sometimes the guy wasn’t all that bad.
Continued from [ x ] : @prenderfuego
Medic supposes that of everyone he could have been stuck in a rickety, leaking, creepy old cabin in the middle of the woods with, Pyro was at least not as bad a partner as he could have been paired with. Especially when they revealed they had a lighter. His only complaint would be that he would have preferred to sit in the rocking chair, but given the notoriously slim pickings in abandoned shacks in forests and him being soaked though all three layers of clothes Medic was hardly going to nitpick seating arrangements.
Medic stares at the fire, not processing it so much as debating whether it would be better for him to shed his coat and hang it over the mantel in the hopes it would dry quickly versus leaving it on and trusting the rain would let up and they could return home before he caught walking pneumonia. The latter of which Medic is losing faith in as the wind howls ominously outside.
Pyro drops another broken leg on the fire then, snapping Medic out of his thoughts and drawing his attention. Pyro was a difficult person to converse with. The problem wasn’t that they lacked enthusiasm so much as it was the enunciation which was pretty much key if one wanted to talk from behind a mask, in Medic’s opinion. But Medic supposes that he could always fall back on pleasant nods and polite smiles if he needed to and decides to give it a shot anyway.
“You know,” he muses, “Catching woodland creatures is a lot simpler in theory than in practice. In fact, I am not entirely sure if boars even live in this region.”
(they've plopped a big ol candy-filled easter egg in his locker. Enjoy!! they don't even celebrate this it's 100% an excuse for candy)
“OH MY GOOOOOD!”
Jane snatches the egg out of his locker, holding it up like it’s a scene in the Lion King before slamming the locker shut and bolting down the hall to his room. Rocket jumping can wait! It’s time for him to get his sugar rush on!
24, 35, 46
Headcanons || Closed.
24. do they have a short temper? what’s most likely to set it off?
Y e a h. She really does. I mean, it gets extended with friends and people close to her, but really she has a pretty short temper before she starts biting/snapping at people. Really, insults are up there with what’ll set it off; About her. About people she’s close with. Enough of either will set her off quick.
35. are they possessive over their things? or over other people? both?
Things; No. People; Maybe? Like, she wants attention from the people she cares about, even if it’s just being in the same room in silence, but with a clear acknowledgement that she’s there (due to past things and upbringing and yadda yadda ya), and she does tend to get a little jealous if that attention is turned elsewhere. I’m not sure if that counts as possessive if she’s still willing to let it go after a while.
46. if they could control one thing in the world, what would it be?
Circumstances or people; Make them both more predictable. Make them easier to work around. Stop them from going from bad to worse.
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NON - SEXUAL ACTS OF DOMINANCE. // Accepting // @prenderfuego
It had been one of the few times that Sniper had stayed around the base after dinner. The male deciding to actually join into all of the festivities after a day well won. He enjoyed it when it happened. Hearing other’s recall what they experienced, sometimes even calling people out on their bullshit as he knows what actually went down through the eye of his scope. Today had been one of those days. The sharpshooter excusing himself with a laugh and a pat to the back to the one who was telling their tall tale as he walked out to grab himself a smoke.
He hadn’t gone very far, the male just stepping outside just enough to be out of anyone’s way. He had a thing about smoking indoors , ever since he started the habit.He stuck a smoke in his mouth. His hands patting himself down as he looked for his lighter. Grumbling with part of his mouth closed around his cigarette as he looked for he light. He was just about to give up when he saw the gloved hand come up and strike a flame with a lighter. Holding it out for him to light his cigarette with. “Thanks mate.” He cheered the other as he wrapped his hand around the open flame to make sure it didn’t go anywhere as he bent down to light it. Breathing in the smoke and pulling his hand away once it was properly lit. “ Really ‘precicate it.”
prenderfuego replied to your post: tonights other Big Fucking Mood
(zooms so hard my neck snaps on impact)
ME
@prenderfuego || cont.
[TXT: 🔥🔥🔥]: Ok ok chill out i was just waiting til i wasnt busy to get MINE done [TXT: 🔥🔥🔥]: Just figured id ask since you were down there already [TXT: 🔥🔥🔥]: Like as a joke
(UNSENT)
[TXT: 🔥🔥🔥]: Kinda
(SENT. DELAYED.)
[TXT: 🔥🔥🔥]: Omg [TXT: 🔥🔥🔥]: Ill be there in a sec
— And there in a second she was as she sprinted down to the laundry room, and burst through the door in a panic and a huff from the run. Oh man, Megan was going to kill her if these broke or anything shorted out. She could feel it already.
“OKAY! HERE! How much soap did you use and did you shut it off already?? What did you do?!”