#↪ keepsakes.
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@chronal-anomaly asked: ↪ ★; addressing the elephant in the room sentence starters. “who’s standing next to you in this picture?”
Jesse didn't have many personal belongings...
— at least not anything of VALUE, sentimental or otherwise. It was hard to keep up with things, as much moving around as he did. It's why he found significance in other things — like his HAT, and peacekeeper...things he carried with him every day, that have lived life with him. And it was easier that way, as those things were much harder to lose or damage than the type of sentimental things you'd typically find other people walking around with.
Though the few keepsakes he did have he kept stashed away here, in his room at the Swiss headquarters.
There were a few other items in addition to those two — a butterfly knife he couldn't even argue he knew how to use on his desk, a blanket you could tell just from looking at it that it wasn't from anywhere around here, tossed haphazardly to the foot of his bed...a few pictures taped up against the wall, in no particular order but you could tell some were older than others. If only because Jesse was as young as SEVENTEEN in some of them, others as current as the past year.
Gaze narrows across the room, zeroing in on her pointed finger. He can't help the chuckle rising through his throat at the memory frozen in time.
"RAMONA." stated almost instantly, definitely, before he continues his attempt to read the holopad in his lap. The photo had him standing off to her side, receiving probably the worst noogie of his entire life...but you could almost feel the warm emotion shared between the two.
"Gabriel's wife — can you believe that...? I'd won th' family game night tournament that year..." he paused, another glance up revealing the smirk taking over his features. " — that was after she'd found out I'd CHEATED on one'a her favorite games. What she called it anyway — I like t'call it ensurin' my winnings."
Jesse finally rises from where he sat on his bed, making his way over to the desk where he pulled out a few other photos from a drawer. "I was practically grown by the time we met but I still like t'say she raised me — one of th'reasons I am who I am t'day. She's much like a mother t'me..." Shuffling through, he'd occasionally lay down a picture to the desktop in front of her; all of them photos of Ramona. The first was a relatively old Christmas photo, the next he was pretty sure he snuck while she baked away in the kitchen one Thanksgiving, another a pretty common scene of Jesse tied down with tubes and wires in the medbay, Ramona steady at his side — one he'd linger on a moment longer than the rest. "Now that you're outta that CAGE, you'll probably run into her a time or two. May even take a likin' to ya."
"Just...whatever y'come to expect of her from these pictures? Don't, 'cause you're prob'ly wrong."
#✯ — [ ᵉˡ ᵐᵃᵗᵃᵈᵒʳ ] ⨯ in character#✯ — [ ʳᶤˢᶤᶰᵍ ˢᵘᶰ ] ⨯ blackwatch#✯ — [ ˢᵒᵐᵉᵒᶰᵉ ʰᵃᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵇʳᵉᵃᵏ ᵗʰᵉ ᶤᶜᵉ ] ⨯ ask#✯ — [ ᶠᵒˡ��ᵒʷ ʸᵒᵘ ʷᵃʸ ᵈᵒʷᶰ ᵗᵒ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵈᵉᵉᵖᵉ��ᵗ ˡᵒʷ ] ⨯ chronal-anomaly#chronal-anomaly#you've sent me so many things over the past couple days but the second you sent me this i couldn't focus on literally anything else and#idk why —#i could've made this about anybody#but i love when jesse gets to babble on about the people he cares about.#in case you couldn't tell by the length of this. sorry but also not.#and i don't remember if y'all ever told me about how those two met#but i'd imagine there is a point in time where they don't know each other early on — like maybe right after the iso chamber.#this made me think of the pure fear running through jesse's veins the first time he met ramona —
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Surprise! A certain someone has paid a quick visit to the station to drop off a tiny gift, placing right in the center of the desk, too. And it's nothing too suspicious or dangerous. Just... a purple card with a V on it that has one of those glitter bombs built into it, giving whoever opened the card next a face full of glitter, and a message written inside of it saying: ready for the holidays, doc? Because I sure am. I'll do more than just give you a face full of glitter when the time comes. >:3
↪ @nether-twins
Nefarious marched into his office, muttering complaints about lazy minions, deadlines not being met, and the general incompetence of everyone around him. But he was distracted and stopped dead in his tracks when he spotted the card sitting squarely in the middle of his desk.
A purple card. With a large, now-unmistakable "V" scrawled on the front. Instantly, suspicion flared. "Vendra…" he growled. His eyes darted around the room wildly, in search of any hidden traps... he refused to fall for another holographic jumpscare.
But the office was silent as he cautiously stalked inside. No strange projections jumping out of the shadows. No ticking bombs. No eerie noises... too quiet. "Hmph! Amateur..." He huffed. But still tensed with unease as he cautiously approached the desk ad glared down at the card. "What is it THIS time, you absolute lunatic?" He carefully picked it up, holding it at arm's length as if it were radioactive. But curiosity got the better of him. And with a dramatic roll of his eyes, he flipped it open.
✨ POOF!! ✨
The glitter bomb detonated right in his face.
"AAAAAAUGHHHHH!!!"
Nefarious reeled back, screeching, his arms flying up to shield himself, though it was far too late. Glitter shot straight into his eyes and mouth, and rained down in a shimmering cloud, clinging to his shoulders, desk, and basically every part of him.
"MY EYES!!!" He screeched, clawing at his face. "MY BEAUTIFUL EYES!!!!" He stumbled back, half-blind, glitter-covered, and filled with pure fury. The card was still clutched in his hand as he stumbled back against a wall, catching himself there and ranting incoherently as he furiously scrubbed at his face. "VENDRAAA!!! YOU WON'T GET AWAY WITH THIS!!!! I VOW TO MAKE THIS YOUR WORST CHRISTMAS EVER!!!!" He threw the card back onto the desk.
"LAWRENCE!! Initiate emergency glitter decontamination protocols!!! And prepare the revenge plans—you know the ones!!!"
From the hallway, a deadpanned voice replied, "Of course, Sir. Might I suggest keeping the card as a festive keepsake?"
Cue Nefarious' shriek echoing throughout the station.
#HE'S SCREAMING SO LOUD#but he deserves this so Ven just got on the nice list for this lmao#I HOPE YOUR HOLIDAYS ARE GOING WELL!! 🎄✨#【 𝗛𝗘𝗬 𝗟𝗢𝗢𝗞 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗣𝗟𝗨𝗠𝗕𝗘𝗥'𝗦 𝗕𝗔𝗖𝗞 】 ; crack!#【 𝗗𝗔𝗦𝗛 𝗚𝗔𝗠𝗘𝗦 】 ; 🕹️#nether-twins#nethertwins ( vendra. )
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hi rocket ,
2/3 ) do you know ????? how absolutely incredible you are ???????? you're such an absolute joy to be around !!!!!!! talking to you & spending time with you is so much fun !!!!!! it honestly brightens my day when i get to talk to you , whether its about our muses or about absolutely nothing , i'm always so happy !!!! you're so absolutely wonderful , such an absolute joy to be around !!!!!
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GO WHAT THE HECK THIS IS TOO NICE IM LITERALLY IN TEARS RIGHT NOW NDSJFN YOU ,,,,,,, DONT KNOW HOW MUCH I NEEDED THIS OKAY AND IM DFNDJG I LOVE TALKING TO YOU TOO ABOUT ANYTHING AND EVERYTHING AND COMING UP WITH ALL KINDS OF HEADCANONS AND IM SO EMOTIONAL WHAT THE FUUUUUUUUUUU CK HOW DARE YOU COME INTO MY HOME AND LOVE ON ME
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#wayweaver#↪ asks.#↪ ooc ask.#↪ keepsakes.#; I LOVE YOU???#ugh the ask formatting is so gross#; i thought they fixed it.#; but it is here. i can't change it.
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