#discountempath

[criticalfai1ure]

( 001 ).   hi, i’m alex🔪, 30+, she/her.   ( 002 ).   welcome to #criticalfai1ure : a semi-selective and slow roleplay blog for a multitude of characters, many of whom you've seen me write elsewhere on this hellsite. ( 003 ).   you must be 18+ to interact.   ( 004 ).   my inbox is always open and memes never expire, send something today! ( 005 ).   like i said above, i am slow. this is with ic responses and many times with ooc too. i do my best but i'm a mom with a full-time job and i appreciate your patience more than you know. ( 006 ).   blogroll : @pizzatheif, @mirafirstmate, @sniperwithasmoke, @wallyclarkmemorial. ( 007 ).   most active muses in my brain : hugo ; august ; max ; diego ; basher.

est. april 2023    —    dash only.    beta editor. memes. google site. alt verses. interest tracker. incomplete gdoc.

MUSE LIST : ( updated 9.13.24 )

BATTLESTAR GALACTICA

karl “helo” agathon. ( private / plotted only )

BULLET TRAIN

tangerine - arthur [redacted] junior. formerly TANGERINESOUR

DUNGEONS & DRAGONS

edgin darvis. ( d&d : honor among thieves ) - human bard. chaotic good.

hardwon surefoot. ( naddpod ) - human / half-elf fighter. neutral good.

neega “neenee” axeslinger - half-orc bard. chaotic good.

basil “baz” silvertongue - half-orc warlock. chaotic neutral. character sheet gdoc.

lady favour of vawdeen - tiefling bard. chaotic neutral.

FALLOUT

hank maclean.

GHOSTBUSTERS formerly WHOYAGCNNACALL

peter venkman.

winston zeddemore.

ray stantz.

egon spengler.

janine melnitz.

GRISHAVERSE

ivan medvedev. formerly BEARTSAR

matthias helvar. formerly DJELVAR

pekka rollins. formerly KAELISHKINGPIN

jan van eck. ( private / plotted only )

jarl brum. ( private / plotted only )

KAOS

eurydice “riddy”.

LUPIN

benjamin ferel. ( testing )

MISC. / ORIGINAL CHARACTERS

hugo van houten - pizza fiend, petty thief, dumb of ass. formerly PIZZATHEIF

sebastian maximiliano “red”/“max” rojas - pilot, first mate, doomed by the narrative. formerly MIRAFIRSTMATE

leland sleight - scientist medic, traitor, bringer of the second apocalypse. affl with STORYSCRAWLED

thadeus p. louton - empath, scaredy-cat, paranormal investigator. formerly DISCOUNTEMPATH

herbert montgomery “monty” mustard. ( headcanon based ; clue ) - colonel, war profiteer, murderer?

jacques “jb” fèvre - art forger, liar, thief. formerly CONTREFACTEUR

kiyajara “kiki” sepúlvida - jb’s best friend, a better thief, the stabbiest.

ser bérénice “bernie” du bouclier - knight of the realm, right hand to the prince, lady of the shield. formerly TRIOMPHANTE; affl with WARSRAGE

felix hwa - army medic, heart of gold, in over his head. affl with GRAVEWALKS

oscar archibald ricketts - lighthouse keeper, keeper of the souls lost to the rocks, wraith? ( but too good at his job to bother replacing ).

silas “slightly” guthrie. ( headcanon based ; peter pan ) - ex-lost boy, current pirate?, still lost.

bernardino garcia “bear” - tattoo artist, brass knuckle brawler, assassin zookeeper. affl with CHAMPAGNEPROBLLEMS

oswald “oz” o'síoráin - bass guitarist, mummy's boy, number one hype man for his bandmates. affl with RICHMND

taylor barbaira - teen sleuth, lost in the woods, doomed by the narrative ( but eldritch ). affl with the MYRTLE SPRINGS DETECTIVE CLUB

MISC. PIRATE MEDIA

august van de hoek - dutch privateer turned pirate captain, teetotaller, the foothold of a legend that no longer reflects its source material.

fergus byrne. ( potc / ride based ) - navigator, helmsman, harbinger of death. formerly HELMSRNAN

john “calico jack” rackham. ( black sails ). formerly SICUTCANIS

james norrington. ( potc + headcanon based ).

jack the monkey. formerly JACKTHEMONKCY ( private / plotted only )

joshamee gibbs. formerly SUPERSTITIOUSSAILOR ( private / plotted only )

MISC. SHERLOCK HOLMES MEDIA

colonel sebastian “basher” moran. ( moriarty : the devil’s game ). ( private / plotted only )

colonel sebastian moran. ( elementary ). pending me watching the show.

sebastian a. "basher" moran. ( modern hotd/acd ) formerly SNIPERWITHASMOKE ( yes i have a problem, pls do not perceive me ).

NIMONA

ballister boldheart. ( movie based / comic influence ). ( testing ).

STRANGER THINGS

jim hopper. formerly HOPALONGJIM ( private / plotted only )

TED LASSO

roy kent. formerly FUCKINGKENT ( carrd )

THE BIG DOOR PRIZE

dusty hubbard. ( testing )

THE ROAD TO EL DORADO

tulio.

THE UMBRELLA ACADEMY

number two “diego” hargreeves. formerly FIGHTKNIFE

WYNONNA EARP

john henry “doc” holliday. formerly LUNGSLINGER

john henry holliday ii - legacy, sharpshooter, sidekick.

[medicatedmedium]

Thad: Okay, so if Maggie was a sophomore back then, how old was she? How old were you? How old are you now?

Shiloh, an eldritch horror: Not as young as I could have been, but not as old as you might think.

Thad: Wow, that was frustratingly vague. [turns to Maggie] How old are you?

Maggie: I'm twenty-one.

Thad: See? That's an answer. That's how we answer people.

Maggie: Well, twenty-one how you'd measure in years...

Thad: Alright, I'm just gonna drop it.

[aworldofyou]

        The air is heavy. That is a simple way to describe the way that the sun overlooked the empty building as the sun set so far in the distance. The essence of a presence long forgotten; or ignored. Angered, but tolerated. The echoes of broken promises that were the start of the bloodshed that followed here on this battlefield, this would be home that had once housed so many; and killed many more. That fell in the echoes of their prayer songs seeking help from their ancestors and yet were only met with gunfire, blood that soaked into the very soil the crunch underneath the very shoes of the approaching newcomers. And as they had come, there came the turn of many heads, so many gazes that would come and see who had come to answer their outcry. Their mourning, their rage, and their battle cries. A distance horse would stomp his foot as the warrior who sat on his back watched them pass with a heavy gaze. In other places children would stop playing to look, an old man shifted his walking stick. Unseen - heard only by the living creatures as dogs would scatter and the rodents moved away underfoot. It is there they watched, it is there they sat in silence.

       Waiting. Listening. And so came the curious lift of one’s head. Curiosity peaked from a presence who died not far from here, who fell with his horse, who’s own battle cry could be heard at a certain time when the echo of canons shot into the distant air.

        And so the warrior arose from where he sat, and came to them. To watch and see, what their intent was here. It is through such curiosity that Wanahton lifts his hand to give the back of the man’s shirt a tug; and a mutter easily missed by many not listening.

@discountempath / gets an indigenous haunting.

[ruinousaltruism-a]

@discountempath​ ❤’d

She’s spent the day shifting the cafe’s decor from the bright colors of summer to the warm tones of autumn. It’s a favorite of hers, how the days get cool and the nights get longer, inching toward winter and Christmas. But before Christmas is Halloween, by far her second-favorite holiday, and it’s time for themed goods to decorate her cases. Pumpkin first, flavored and shaped, then the more Halloween-y choices.

She’s decorating a tray of ghost cookies, amusingly enough, when the surprisingly violent jingle of the bell above her door catches her attention. She looks up to see Tad come in, then startles to her feet when something slams into her wards. Castle’s on his feet, eyes white, teeth bared, outline blurred by writhing shadows. Whatever he can see that she can’t has him on high alert, and she’s not keen on the idea of checking through his eyes. She looks over to Tad. “…Tea,” she says decisively, moving behind the counter, “and then you can explain to me whatever that was.”

[fireorigins]

@discountempath​ // secret one-liner call

“You can put the cross and sage down now, pretty sure the damn thing isn’t in here anymore.”

[maidencfdeath-a]

DEXTER SEASON TWO SENTENCE STARTERS // accepting

@discountempath​:   ❛ This stuff never gets to you? ❜

          “Of course it does.”  Her response is immediate, as is her regret for speaking. A distinctly uncomfortable expression overcomes her as she folds her arms across her chest. She figured that she’d already said more than she’d like, she might as well keep going.  “It’s gotten easier over the years, but it’s still...hard sometimes. Some deaths are harder than others. But I just can’t let it get to me. I have to be able to continue doing this.”

[sanktasolntse-a]

@discountempath​ asked : ✐.

❛ Are you asking me or telling me? ❜

[kcrclrezni]

HAPPY BDAY SARAH, ILU 🥰🥳

THANK YOU ALEX ILY TOOOO!!! ♥ 😍

[dianeworms]

‘ you  scared  me. ’               /   @discountempath​

[medicatedmedium]

Robert: Imagine if someone handed you a box full of all the items you have lost throughout your life.

Thad: It would be nice to get my sense of purpose back.

Maggie: Oh wow, my childhood innocence! Thank you for finding this.

Shiloh: My will to live! I haven’t seen this in 10 years!

Thad: I knew I lost that potential somewhere!

Maggie: Mental stability, my old friend!

Robert: Guys, could you lighten up a little?

[aworldofyou]

         The air is stiff as it is uncomfortable, weighted in the grief that filled these walls. The horrors committed in these very rooms, atrocities that died with the victims that screamed through the foundations of the ruins of what remained of Allerdale Hall. Or - what was Allerdale Hall. The nightmares that gave these ruins started with her own father, the man who had decided to build his fortune off of the flood of clay that gave this place it’s name. The place that made the rot in the walls bleed crimson with any touch that laid upon it just a little too harshly. They had all clawed at the surface each and every grueling day, those guilty of the crimes against Lucille herself, against her brother Thomas. Who’s name she had committed the unspeakable for; some cried when they thought she was away. Some walked these halls, but fell into the shadows the moment that she had stirred. Clinging to their pitiful words of woe and warning, foreshadowing any who dared step forth into the halls of Crimson Peak.

           Rustling and bustling until her name had been called; until her attention was drawn. And then they would scatter like frightened lambs that sensed the beckon of the wolf. No, Lucille would not let them rest - not when she would ensure they would burn at her side. For she would rip them into the flame herself before she saw them free.

           Extremities merely splay across the piano; playing keys that no longer held course nor tune toward the notes that flooded through her fingers. And she sensed them - but payed no mind. Not when they were not hers to keep.

@discountempath​ / gets a poltergeist. :3

[ruinousaltruism-a]

@discountempath​ sent : “  i know you’re having nightmares again.  ”  :')  ;; { confrontations }

Bowl slips from her hands, clatters against the counter. She flinches at the sound - there goes plausible deniability. Eyes close; shaky exhale, more even inhale. She tosses a gentle smile at him over her shoulder, resumes baking. “They’re not that bad,” she lies. “I’m fine.” She’s really not, but she can’t afford to think about them right now. The last thing she needs is a panic attack or flashback here in the middle of her kitchen, not while she can still expect customers to come in. “I may not have slept great last night, but I’m sure I’ll be fine tonight.” Especially considering she doesn’t really expect to sleep at all.

[stygicniron]

discountempath asked:

“i’m in desperate need of very, very good vibes right now.”

Ask Meme: Haunted Hospital -- @discountempath

“Uh, sing a little song?” Nico suggests. He’s pretty much the last person to be giving any possible ideas about how to get good vibes. He shoots a worried look at Thaddeus all the same. Still, having a breakdown in the middle of this wouldn’t be good for the ghost hunt, or for him. “Do you want to step outside for a minute?”

[kyberborne-a]

@discountempath​​ said: ❛  are  you  okay ?  ❜

his mouth is moving but she can’t hear a word he’s saying, his face fading in and out of her vision as black spots dance before her eyes. the only thing she can focus on is the ringing in her ears, loud and deafening, a sharp pain at the back of her head. concussion, her mind supplies helpfully, from being thrown back in the explosion. her training kicks in even though she’s so disorientated ; she scrambles to her feet and nearly falls back down, the sudden movement making her nearly lose her lunch, clenching her hands into fists and physically willing the side-effects to go away. 

“ m’fine, ” she mutters, swaying, her words slurred. she thinks he’s asking how she is –– truth to be told, she’s having trouble concentrating. there’s something warm dripping down the back of her neck. “ we gotta –– ” she blinks, not able to remember what happened. clearly something did –– and she has no idea if the threat has been neutralized. she lurches forward, grabs thad’s jacket sleeve to tug him behind her. she’s the fighter, she’ll take care of. . .the problem. her instincts won’t let her relax until she’s sure its safe, head injury be damned –– though she may need thad to point her in the right direction. “ –– we good ? ” 

[fightknife-moved]

( 001 ).   hi, i’m alex🔪, 30+, she/her.   ( 002 ).   welcome to #fightknife : a semi-selective, mutually exclusive, and slow roleplay blog for number two “diego” hargreeves of the umbrella academy.   ( 003 ).   you must be 18+ to interact.   ( 004 ).   my inbox is always open and memes never expire, send something today! ( 005 ).   main blogs i may be active on :  @sniperwithasmoke ​, @mirafirstmate​ , @beartsar ​, @discountempath , @contrefacteur , @pizzatheif , @fuckingkent & sideblogs : @djelvar , @meltedwiing .

est. april 2019 ; rebooted june 2022.

carrd. * dupe friendly.

[sniperwithasmoke]

snails pace update !

okay, amigos, the rest of this month and all of november is gonna be … a lot ! fingers crossed that nothing goes wrong w this house but hopefully we’ll be moving in by the end of next month. anyway, you’ll see me lurking across all four mains ( @sniperwithasmoke / @discountempath / @mirafirstmate / @beartsar ) and intermittent activity on the sideblogs ( @meltedwiing / @djelvar ) so that it isn’t just me yelling into the void on repeat in the same space. disco is the best place to reach me / shout abt muses / plot, and mutuals for any blog can add me : alex🔪#1850