#crossed the line: hunter

[the-players-arcade]

How Attractive Are You?

"...Yeah, makes sense I guess. ...Hey Hunter, wanna give this a try?"

"Fine, why not. Probably gonna be-"

"...Your telling me people find me handsome? Me? A werewolf?"

[fuckyeahchinesefashion]

first-person perspective tour of love&deepspace exhibition at shanghai bw2024 comic-con part 4

players interact with sylus, rafayel, xavier, zayne

[the-players-arcade]

Hunter freezes, hearing her clear her throat, and the sound of safeties being flicked off. He slowly raises his hands into the air, turning his head to look behind himself, looking toward Lara.

"...Doesn't seem like a good place for anyone, to be honest." He says. "Maybe archeologists. But you certainly don't look like a regular one."

He slowly turns around, fully facing her; Both to get a better look at her, and so she could see he was unarmed. Unless his claws were counted as weapons.

"...I'm assuming you haven't seen anyone wearing a black hoodie around here? Carries two revolvers and a sword, too. Hard to miss." He asks, taking a small step forward, keeping his eyes on her pistols. "I promise, me nor him are here to take whatever you're here for. Ended up here by accident, to put it simply."

@the-players-arcade

Hunter lets out a groan, getting up and trying to figure out his surroundings. He knew Death had blind-jumped due to the danger they were in, but he wished it was at least to somewhere they knew. Everything looked ancient, old. Most certainly abandoned, with symbols and whatnot on the walls he didn't recognize. Was he underground or just inside a forgotten building? A temple maybe? Hard for him to tell. "...Death?" He calls out, cautiously walking forward. He had no idea where his friend was or where himself or Death had ended up, but they had clearly gotten split up. "...Ok... find Death, then find a way out. Just need to figure which way to go." He continues forward, cautious of whatever lied ahead, and unaware that someone else was near.

It was quiet, so far. Not to be clichè, but maybe too quiet for comfort. One could argue that being greeted with silence and a relatively easy way down was much better than having a welcoming team made of hungry predators and spike traps, but as she descends Lara gets more and more alert.

From experience, a silent temple mean that either the worst is yet to come, or someone else beat her to the treasure at the end. Or, at least, is doing their best to do so, and is currently lurking around with way more firearms than necessary.

( she's one to talk...! )

as she turns the corner, and hears someone calling out for... death, was it? - oh, how much she wishes she misunderstood because of the echo! -, it looks like, today, she'll have to deal with the latter. There's a little bit of cautious hesitation as she turns the corner, both guns already in her hands, pointing them at the stranger's back. A stranger who looks... clearly unprepared for excavations, or attempt murder, for the matter. It could all be a misunderstanding, but... crossing paths with someone who simply took a wrong turn, down there, sounds unlikely.

Making herself notices fist by clearling her throat, then by removing the seuure from her weapons, Lara takes a step further.

"Excuse me? I don't think this is a good place for tourists."

[pinnithin]

yknow i didn't necessarily start my wyll origin run with the intent of romancing astarion in mind but the more i play the more i find their similarities amusing when it comes to like, the surface level personality they present to strangers in act 1.

wyll is a compulsive flirt. you see it in dialogue with shadowheart and lae'zel - he just tosses out a couple lines that clearly aren't supposed to go anywhere (asking lae'zel if she believes in love at first sight, blatantly reusing the same flirtation attempts with shadowheart) and i see this as part of his Blade of Frontiers persona. obviously a traveling vigilante would have no time for romance or relationships, but he's socially aware enough to have learned that people respond well to a certain level of rogueish charm. especially if his reputation precedes him. he can safely and positively engage in surface level flirtations with the people he interacts with because the person doing the flirting isn't real - at least not to him. he often says the Blade is his best self, but to him its an ideal he strives to achieve, not the person he really is. and i imagine that includes the ability to give discouraged people positive attention in a nonthreatening way. its safe. its superficial. he doesn't have to follow through.

this is overshadowed somewhat by astarion's tendency to flirt with anything that has a pulse, but the perspective they both have on it is pretty similar. theyre both coming from a place of not actually being interested in the recipient of their attention - whether that be through astarion's ulterior motives or wyll's lack of capacity for a relationship - but they both still put on this front because it's habitual. it's worked for them and it's gotten them through the varying degrees of social contracts they find themselves in. so they wind up trading lines easily because they've studied from the same script.

anyway what im getting at is bumping these two personalities against each other can definitely result in wyll and astarion committing to the bit so hard they accidentally wind up in a relationship. like, you're safe, you know the rules, you're speaking in a language i'm familiar with but we both understand that neither of us expect anything back on an emotional level. wait when did we start confiding our deepest secrets with one another. what do you mean you trust me.

[thresholdbb]

Was Janeway mad because Mark got married or because he got married to someone he works with?

[zealfruity]

Consider:

Crosshair and his Elite Squad in their ship heading back from a mission.

Crosshair is always in charge of the aux:

CRAAAWLING IIIIN MY SKIIIIN!!!

“Sir, could we change the mus-“

Crosshair turns the volume up.

The next song comes on. It’s Bring Me To Life by Evanescence.

Crosshair is mouthing the lyrics under his helmet. The stormtroopers wonder if this job was just one of the circles of Hell.

[the-players-arcade]

"It seems I am." Hunter replies, as he looks toward the man. "This wasn't the world I was supposed to come to..."

He pulls something that looks like a Cigar out of one of the pockets on his uniform, though once he lights it and takes a puff, the scent of some kind of herbal mix is what can be smelled from it, rather then any tobacco or nicotine.

"So, where am I, and is it safe to walk around?"

@the-players-arcade​ liked for a starter!

“You look a bit lost…”

[lollytea]

I headcanon that before Camila, the closest thing Hunter had to a mother was Hettie Cutburn. And I don't mean that in a good way. Frankly it is depressing.

(Some potentially disturbing implications below. Just to be safe)

I still firmly believe in Hunter getting dug out of the dirt as an infant in order to test out a new experimental technique for ultimate obedience.

Hettie was personally chosen by the Emperor to be his nephew's nursemaid. He was very impressed by her complete lack of maternal characteristics. Last thing he needed was someone who would get attached to him.

Hettie sure as fuck did not get attached to her ward. She kept him alive and physically healthy and that was about the extent of her responsibilities. It's rumored that this honorable service for the Emperor is what eventually got her promoted to Head Witch of the Healing Coven.

Hunter didn't say his first word until he was four.

As it currently stands, Hettie and Hunter do not have a relationship. He was too young to remember and she doesn't think about him enough to mention it.

[age-of-moonknight]

“Tigra,” Vengeance of the Moon Knight (Vol. 2/2024), #2.

Writer: Jed MacKay; Penciler and Inker: Alessandro Cappuccio; Colorist: Rachelle Rosenberg; Letterer: Cory Petit

[the-players-arcade]

"Never though I'd see you again." @hunter

"Didn't think i'd see you either, soldier." Hunter says, looking toward him, holding a lit cigar in his left hand; Though no scent of tobacco could be smelt from it. The scent that could be picked up from it however was slightly sweet. "...We didn't get to exchange names, last time we met. I go by Hunter. What do you go by?"

He holds out his right hand towards him, offering a handshake.

[thychesters]

"i feel like luffy knows right from the start who to fight." chopper gets it! the rest of the crew is waiting for him out on the bridge because they know this isn't their fight and all they can do is wait for their captain. the marines can't believe that this tiny group of pirates wiped out cp9 because this straw hat was a rookie, and the rest of the crew shouts out to him that they made it to the bridge, they got robin, and all he has left to do is kick lucci's ass and they can leave. and luffy smiles.

[waystarresourceco]

Always entertained by how firmly Brian Cox insists Logan and Rhea didn't have an affair. (x)

[the-players-arcade]

Hunter doesn't even flinch. He looks down at the shotgun, before back at Oron. "Hunter. Ex-military. And clearly i've been... given the wrong address, in a sense." He states, taking another drink from the soda he was holding. Visibly seeming unbothered by the weapon.

"Friend of mine told me this was a place I could rest for a bit. Clearly he was wrong. Now, if you could lower your weapon, I'll leave and get out of your hair. I have no ill intentions with any of your computers and technology here. ...And I certainly don't have any upgrades like yours."

Hunter certainly looked like he didn't belong here. What he was, what he was wearing, and the absolute lack of any cybernetics probably made him stand out akin to a singular black thorn on a rose.

"I'll be certain to have some words with my friend about dropping me off at random houses in the future."

"I understand the necessity of advancing technology, to make some things simpler and easier. I just dont like that making advancements for technology is no doubt, usually, used for tools of war and profit first before being used to assist regular people."

Hunter speaks up, taking a swig from a bottle of root beer soda as he overheard the other.

"But yes, I also hate computers. Specially the ones around here. Too... futuristic for me."

"Well tech corpos want to make things harder for all of us." Oron grunted, taking a drag from his smoke as he continued to type. "Common programs deciding to be huge memory hogs, constant shitty updates that just breaks shit."

A growl escaped him before he leaned back in his chair.

Only now did it click that there was a stranger in his home. He instantly stood up and held up his arm, the shotgun unfolding before Hunter.

"Who are you?"

[clowndicc]

More wallpapers!! I'm a big fan of Osomatsu San so theres a good bit lol The Killua one is my favoirte!! Feel free to use these, please keep my watermark

I'll give you a gold star if you can name the guy in the 3rd wallpaper uwu

[magpiesky]

For an evil art style challenge, maybe small, simplified eyes, long thin limbs, and bright saturated colors (comic-booky)?

You're so right!

(also please click for better quality. It got crunched)

[fredoesque]

on the subject of mike-linda’s father parallels. and linda-stan friendship. i believe there would be common ground between them with linda’s father and mike shooting stan