△‘wonderlust

MUTUALS ONLY. || WRITTEN BY FERAL.

[zerodcwned-blog]

[ synthmama: ]  || quinn

Her mouth presses into a line; browline raised, as she gives a small nod to that. Admittedly – it’s always an eye-opener to see how it’s like being on the other side of the table.

“Just so we’re on the same page – I was a civilian before all of this, and that was a pretty fuckingbig deathclaw that crawled out of that sewer grate. My learning curve is a little different from your old pal.”

                                                          [ cortana disliked that. ]

     “ really? then i would think a civilian such as yourself would consider heeding to a warning & follow the order. ” her response gave a slight raise of aggression. she understood the concept between civilians & military personnel: yet in times of war ( & given the outcome of it ) the two seemed to mix with every human being now armed, martial law no longer guiding. cortana was designed to protect not just her partner --- but EVERYONE around her.

    she was so used to giving john guidance, so used to having make constant split second decisions & calculations it wasn’t any thought that one day the AI could crash from it all ( if she hadn’t before ). “ look ---- i’m just, doing my job. never exactly done ‘freelancing’ before. i assumed you had a military background, you act like one. ”

[altieracunningham-archived-deac]

The blood of gods runs through my veins.

[babypears]

carmen sandiego 

[synthmama]

@zerodcwned 

“Go on, Cortana – you might as well say it. We both know you’re thinking it.” 

[zerodcwned-blog]

    “ oh no need, your display just now was a good summary --- next time though, i’d aim just a bit to the left. ”

[rxkuyo]

HZD gifs [1/?]

[zerodcwned-blog]

off track [ lecture me, cortana ]

    there was just something about the commonwealth that gave it its own style, a unique personality —- a silent yet confronting behemoth of a world that aimed to take you out in, of course, a unique way. now that was no struggle for the AI as she was built to track, guide & assist with NAVIGATING such environments ( much like a battle zone ) which she & john had seen time & time again.

    however, her new acquaintance would rather go ‘gut feeling’ rather than ‘okay, thanks cortana for the warning.’ ‘thanks i’ll avoid it.’. after what was said & done, the newly fresh corpse of a deathclaw lying in front of them, the small blue maiden simple offered a loud & exaggerated SIGH.

@synthmama  ||  nonverbal starters

[memetaped]

nonverbal starters prompts featuring nonverbal scenarios.

guide take them by the hand, arm, or shoulder to guide them.

shelter protect them.

shove push them.

loop drape an arm around their shoulders.

touch a gentle touch like rubbing their back, hugging them, holding their hand. 

kiss a kiss on the cheek, knuckles, forehead, in their hair.

palm smack them upside the head.

bed rest gently push them back down when they try getting out of bed.

aid help them with a task.

note pass a note to them.

cry wipe away their tears.

wash wipe something off their forehead, cheek, so on.

bandage patch them up when they get hurt.

heal take care of them when they get sick.

book silently read a story with them. 

carry pick them up. 

scrap punch them.

cherry find blood on them.

sit help them sit down.  

medical wake up in the hospital and find them holding their hand.

steer place a hand under their chin to make them look up. 

beat dance with them.

stare stare them down. 

off track get lost with them.

no shaking their head in disagreement. 

yes nodding their head in agreement.

rush tackle them to the ground.

open hold the door open for them.

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[ synthmama: ]  ||  quinn

THEY’VE DEVELOPED A CODE THE PAST FEW WEEKS. Recent plans, developments, and – in Kara’s case – growths had necessitated it. An Institute scientist may see this interruption as a result of a clueless synth with no penchant for social propriety.

Quinn takes advantage of the bias, and gives Kara an avenue to communicate when frankness is unsafe.

“Actually, I would say this would be a good ending point for our meeting, wouldn’t you say, my friends?” Quinn asks softly. She doesn’t allow any of them to refute, and she does so by rising to a stand and offering an outstretched hand towards the door. “I’d like another update in a couple days, everyone. AX-40 will ping you all the meeting date later today.”

It’s only when they file out, one by one, and the doors shut, that Quinn tilts her head to look over at Kara. “Did our friend get the message?”

It was strange to her, using a way of communication that involved secrecy over blunt practice: seemed childish in a way, inventing a new language just so the synth could speak with the director privately ---- yet there were the growing dangers of SUSPICION amongst the scientists, her mental capacity continuing to grow from each new experience ( but the curiosity kept well hidden ). kara’s desire to return to the surface knawing under her false skin, thoughts buzzing on just what lied ahead.

   quietly she waits, head slightly tilted down as her gaze avoids the directorate as they left, hands neatly folded in front of her, keeping appearances. when the HISS of the door came the woman felt a bit of relief, the room to themselves. reluctantly she shifts her head towards the other, giving a small warmed smile, trying to keep up the charade. “ yes, they said that it would be prepared on schedule. just as you asked. ”

[zerodcwned-blog]

okay but like hear me out: a twins!au where it was one of the sister’s that was sacrificed on the mountain & the other after being thrown thought they were dead & years later they start hearing stories/rumors about deeds or the places where they’ve never been to & once they find the cult it turned out that it was their surviving twin going by deimos & was doing all the horrible things, with people mistaken the misthios instead. 

[deimcs]

You take everything so personally!

[zerodcwned-blog]

[ boy ---- do I owe an explanation huh? ]

First off, i’m terribly sorry for my sudden drop from the face of the earth for what? a month? well, it’s been quite a ride. to be honest, i’m nervous writing this anyway ---- but back in Feb. I just had a big breakdown. real bad. I never had one before & it was scary, I was a mess, everything overwhelmed me, even just trying to talk: turns out it was a mix of things, but most of the influence was the behavior of a certain part of my family ( members i mention now & again ) who’s behavior has really taken a turn --- from the stress of that & some other personal issues I harbored it just bursted from me.

So for the last almost two months, I’ve been taking it easy. I took a two week trip with my folks & we had some relaxing fun ( though I had a minor breakdown during ), I’ve been staying away from social media a bit more, been going out on little walks & hikes, I’ve given time to work on my art & find another job. as for that part of my family well i’m distancing myself from them, except my uncle who I love dearly & has no problems. Overall, I’m feeling: moderate, good? yeah, good. but I just wanted to let you all know this health update & to know that I might disappear sometimes from now on. I really appreciate you guys, thanks for letting me rant & stuff.

your friendly neighborhood feral.

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[miyku]

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[dark-aqua]

[chachacharlieco]

“I promise, it’s me.”

[wayfiind-a-blog]

darkqua starter // for @zerodcwned ( vanitas )

it’s strange, she can’t help but think, that not so long ago she had utterly despised him. it was one of few dark feelings she’d allowed herself to have at the time - that unbridled, frothing loathing that consumed her every time she saw him, each time they had crossed blades. and now they were expected to work together ? while her ire with him had certainly lessened, she by no mean cared much more for him now.

it’s this feeling of mild indifference that has had her silent during most of their travel. she was not thrilled to be pulled away from her own agenda to go out on some mission, but apparently it was “ vitally important. ” fancy talk, she mused, for no one else would do it, or no one else could handle it.

“ i don’t know about you, but i have never been more eager for a mission to be over, ” she complained, pulling idly at a thread in her sleeve. “ this is grunt work, not stuff for wielders like us. ”

[zerodcwned-blog]

     golden hues shift to find her figure, gaze idle before he proceeded to give a playful eyeroll. he too had the same idea; this was child’s play, a task that easily could’ve fallen onto any other of the organization --- a bit of resentment was held towards the old man for giving him yet another MEANINGLESS agenda when the dark wielder held himself at a much higher necessity. ( why let his power be reduced to this ? ). 

    now there was her ---- the woman who he’d come to known as an adversary, one that could match him ( maybe ) & entertain him with her ‘ self-righteous ’ demeanor, a sense of motherly protection while aglow with L I G H T he so wished to extinguish : but now, all vanitas could feel was darkness, all her once bottled negativity had burst to the surface & with it came a peaked interest.  “ hey, someone has to do it --- though i’m in agreement, it’s boring. ‘sides, i thought you’d be excited to work together.  ”