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tapakah0 · 1 year ago
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@somerandomdudelmao I don't even know how Raph looks... I will cry when I'll see him... I've been smiling all day thinking that they will be together ehehehe "Show me the world" | pt. 2
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@silvermikey1 , Thank you sooooo much for the opportunity to draw what I love without worrying about the fact that I'm not doing the right things… ;;-;;
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i-looove-dillydallying · 1 year ago
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11th doctor era spoiler alert!!!
I think an interesting part of Amy and Rory’s dynamic is that she consistently chooses to die for him whereas he chooses to live for her
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astarlightmonbebe · 9 months ago
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started house of ninjas and it’s really good!!! the ending of ep 3 was crazyyyy
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ruvviks · 1 year ago
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drastic + vincent please :3
DRASTIC [x] characters >> vincent mayer (oc), vitali dobrynin (oc) context >> july 2077; vincent and vitali are in tucson to try and figure out a way to stop vincent from dying after johnny silverhand has been successfully removed from his head total >> 1.6k words warnings >> death mention, hospital, needles, surgery mention
‘Vincent. Can you hear me?’
Wakey wakey.
Vincent could barely open his eyes, eyelids and head still heavy with sleep. The air surrounding him was surprisingly cool; as far as he was concerned it was the middle of summer, and he was in Arizona of all places. Wasn’t it supposed to be sweltering?
Someone gently took his wrist. The action itself did not hurt, nor did the feeling that followed– but it caused him instant discomfort that bordered on pain, the sensation cramping up his entire arm and it took him a second to realize it was the work of a needle that was stuck in the top of his hand.
He was in the hospital. He had just gotten out of surgery.
His eyes finally opened, bright light pouring in from the window on his left and momentarily blinding him as he groaned and tried to adjust. The nurse beside him gently placed his hand back on the mattress and hummed a song as she checked something on the screens, gloved fingers rapidly tapping on the keys of the digital keyboard as she typed in some information.
The soft hum of the devices around him was like a lullaby and Vincent slowly exhaled as he closed his eyes again; but a sudden weight on his chest– as well as the sudden realization of what the surgery had been for to begin with– violently ripped him back to reality and he gasped for air, as if all oxygen had suddenly been taken from his lungs.
‘Easy,’ the nurse said, placing a hand on his shoulder to prevent him from sitting up. ‘You’re alright, Vincent. Everything is fine. Try to breathe as normal.’
Easier said than done. He had a fucking cybernetic lung now– and sure, it worked, but the idea alone was more than enough to cause involuntary tears to well up in the corners of his eyes as he could feel his irregular heartbeat in every single inch of his body and his unstable breathing scraped painfully past the dry inside of his throat.
Ever since he had arrived in Tucson it had been one surgery after another. Preventive measures for the most of it– save from the removal of a bullet shard that had still been stuck in his head, the last bit Viktor hadn’t been able to dig out before– replacing damaged organs where possible and removing previously installed implants to minimize risks.
And none of it had helped so far.
Vincent was still very much dying, despite all their efforts. Initially thought to be the damage the Relic had caused in his body, irreparable at that; not so irreparable anymore but with all holes patched and the ship still sinking, he couldn’t help but wonder if Soulkiller was still working its magic.
Sure, the program had been on the Relic itself– but then again, all technology had gotten damaged by that bullet and with Johnny’s engram overwriting his psyche and then his psyche overwriting all of that to separate himself from the biochip, who knows what kind of malware had managed to sneak its way in in the meantime?
‘There’s a visitor waiting for you,’ the nurse said, shooting Vincent a gentle smile after he had managed to settle down again. ‘Would you like me to get him for you?’
‘Yes please, thank you,’ Vincent replied, not needing to ask for a name to know exactly who she meant, and he couldn’t stop his heartbeat from rising in excitement and relief when she left the room to call the man in.
It still managed to catch him off guard, to see Vitali Dobrynin out of his usual work attire. A sight he had gotten to grow more familiar with over the last few months– the whole situation with Johnny had driven Vitali out of the office often enough for Vincent to catch him in simple sweatpants and a hoodie on the regular– yet it still felt a little strange to him. “The man sleeps in a suit,” Jackie had once jokingly told him. Vincent wouldn’t have batted an eye.
‘How do you feel?’ Vitali softly asked as he sat down on the edge of the bed, sleeves of his flannel loosely rolled up and only partially covering his forearms. His hands were clasped together on his lap– for once not a single ring adorning his slender fingers– and he nervously ran his thumb over the side of his index finger.
‘Little strange,’ Vincent admitted as he reached out to take Vitali’s hand in his own. ‘The more I think about breathing, the harder it gets. I know it’s just between my ears, but– you know.’
Vitali quickly nodded, a light smile on his face as he shuffled a little closer and leaned in to press a kiss on Vincent’s temple. Which, of course, also caught him off guard; with the complete chaos of the aftermath of the attack on Mikoshi he had continuously forgotten about the fact he was dating the fixer now, and now that they could finally have some time for themselves it still did not feel entirely real to him.
‘Don’t you think all this is– I dunno, maybe a lil’ drastic?’ Vincent quietly asked, allowing the other man to cup his cheek and run his fingers down his face. ‘I mean– I don’t feel much different than before. Just increases risk of cyberpsychosis if anything. Even with all the removed implants.’
‘You might not feel it now but something is still happening in your body,’ Vitali simply replied, the pre-programmed answer he had been giving Vincent for weeks now. ‘Sooner or later you will start feeling it. And then you’ll be glad we had precautions done before it got too bad.’
‘Costs a shit-fuckton of money.’
‘Which I have.’
‘Well, I don’t.’
‘You don’t need to.’
Vincent clenched his jaw and exhaled sharply, the action causing his chest to tighten a little and he winced, brief panic overtaking him; but nothing else happened, the cybernetic lung doing its job perfectly fine, and he allowed himself to relax again.
It did not feel right to let Vitali pay for his surgeries. He had done so from the fucking beginning, no less– when Vincent had gotten a correction surgery on his chest and Vitali had told Viktor to put it on his tab, despite Vincent continuously telling him he’d get the eddies himself after his recovery.
But Vitali was a stubborn man– painfully so, insisting on helping Vincent wherever and whenever he could. Out of the goodness of his heart, of course; but definitely so out of guilt as well, having to live with the knowledge he had not been able to save T-Bug and Jackie and because of that so desperately trying to save Vincent while he still could.
If he even could.
Vincent lowered his gaze, softly biting the inside of his lip as Alt’s words echoed through his head again. He was dying; there was no denying it, even if he didn’t feel it just yet, and if they wouldn’t figure out what exactly was going on with him he wouldn’t make it to the end of the year.
If he had done the calculations right, he’d be on his deathbed on Vitali’s birthday of all days. He couldn’t do that to him.
But perhaps Vitali was right. Perhaps the surgeries did help and would at least give him a little longer than what Alt had predicted. Perhaps Alt had not even told him the truth; perhaps whatever was going on with him in that moment was only temporary and the effects would wear off the more time would pass.
But with more and more of his body turning into a machine, Vincent could not help but wonder if it wouldn’t just have been easier to transfer his psyche onto a fucking biochip too.
Would’a been a copy, V, you know that. At least you’re still you, now.
But for how much longer?
Even Johnny– or, well the voice in Vincent’s head pretending to be Johnny– couldn’t answer that.
Vitali suddenly turned, pulling his legs onto the bed and moving closer until he was sat directly next to Vincent, leaning back against the raised mattress. He wrapped his arm around his shoulders– and Vincent in return moved closer without hesitation, burying his face in his boyfriend’s chest, grateful the painkillers were numbing most of the pain in his upper body.
‘We will figure this out, my love,’ Vitali softly mumbled and planted a kiss on the top of Vincent’s head. ‘I promise. I’m not giving up on you.’
He had paused all his business and tossed aside all his responsibilities to help Vincent find a cure. Had left Night City behind– had left his business in the hands of Mikhail– and even now weeks later he was still there by his side, paying for his surgeries and keeping him company through it all. Of course Vitali was not giving up on him– and Vincent had never received such devotion before, to the point he had no idea what to do now that it had fallen right into his lap.
‘I love you,’ he simply whispered in return, on the verge of choking back tears when he felt Vitali momentarily tense up. ‘I love you so much.’
He didn’t know how much time he had left. He didn’t know if Alt was right, he didn’t know if any of what they were doing there was helping him at all–
But at least he wasn’t alone.
At least he had Vitali.
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clarabowmp3 · 1 month ago
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Also I started reading this book Everyone I Know is Dying by Emily slapper and good lord does it take you on a trip
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candymeatlemonspiced · 2 months ago
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Actually foaming at the mouth, I can't stand an unsatisfying ending, either everyone has to die so no hard feelings are left or it has to be the fairytale happily ever after, no in-between. I don't care if the shows not finished, I'm tweaking so hard rn.
(This is the post I found out you can only have 30 tags)
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ilovethecolorpink · 4 months ago
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top 9 books so far this year :)
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airenyah · 1 year ago
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so my mom and i got to ep8 today and well, what can i say..... gemfourth have gained a new fan fnfnfnjcjd
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skipblebee · 1 year ago
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Okay I'm starting to see spoilers for the finale it's time to log off see u guys in a while
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digirainebow · 1 year ago
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i didn't think jacob would be arguing with olivia, wanting it almost as much as her. what the hell. i expected the self defeated, taking one for the team attitude but actively needing it like her? when he had been trying to stop her all night? i feel like i've been blasted by a buckshot
#digi discusses#the world needs more jacobs and i just took him out of it#did he go back to being a kid again? to see the lights of possibility again?#to feel like he's doing something exciting and worthwhile again not by making art but by being “freed” by maggie's knowledge once more?#or did he. choose another timeline entirely? augh i'm gonna have to watch the ending back again...where did he go...#maggie would be turning in her graaaaaave to know he chose this. she would hate that for him she would h a t e it#the anna parallels. stuck between time only able to hear him on radios if you are lucky. fuck off#becoming an urban legend...i think he would have liked that. immortalized just like he wanted. ugh wait did riley do that for him#but the details getting lost his name becoming warped over time? i think riley (and i) would feel it was almost disrespectful to his memory#the fact he puts meeting riley on the same pedestal as saving camena. god god god god. even when they aren't friends they are.#riley talking to athena like a person like he did. i am MISERABLE#its the dys exocolonist thing all over again. he's happy and that's...good. but he could have been just as happy if he'd stayed too#every single time i think about the hug i'm going to cry#every single ending has done this to me there is literally no winning#being kinda mean to him was bad enough but this ending just feels! it feels like riley. like i. drove him to.#girl i need to log off bye#oxenfree II spoilers#yeah there's the essay. just took a minute#i will make another one about hurt healed olivia in a bit too because that. made me sob. that one hit really...close to home#he says when he was a teenager he would have fallen for it if someone told him he could open a portal in the sky and make things better#what a liar he would still do it now#EDIT: NO i knew it he says almost exactly what nona says after you hug her when you hug him. the orange-associated characters strike again
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watercolor-hearts · 1 year ago
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#for some reason tiktok has showed me a lot of videos from a hospice nurse today and what was my first fucking thought?!?!?!?!#a simi story#listen up my fucked up brain i won't fucking write sad stories. no fucking way. do dying no sad end no no no.#and now i'm sitting here crying over these videos while i should pack my stuff for tomorrow to move away#i don't even know how this nurse's page ended up on my for you page when i only watch f1 makeup and graphic design videos#i hate these emotional rolecoasters#like... carlos on pole today = happiness and positivity and i don't let anyone to fuck up my mood i even eat one of my fave foods because#this was my last full day at home and now i'm sitting on my bed after i cried my eyes out and i'm just sad and scared#for some reason all day i was thinking about wanting to write a short little something for myself with one of my fave topics as comfort but#then i didn't write it because i don't want people to think i'm obsessed with that topic or something and i didn't really have the#motivation to write because after writing for prompts this summer it's really hard to write without prompts i mean like without someone#waiting for the story and without someone requesting it#i want to write cute stories and i want to write about that one topic over and over again but it's so difficult because... i can't not#care about what people might think if they saw i have like five stories about it or so and i want more#i sometimes don't know what to do with my thoughts and emotions#my useless posts
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hawnks · 1 year ago
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JUST KISS ALREADY
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waitlifted · 2 years ago
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There wasn't any flower crown competition anymore, but she decided to make one anyways, just for its own sake.
And it helped. Her flower crown probably wouldn't have won any awards either, had it been a competition; it was plain, made all of the same flower in an orderly row, nothing ornate. But she prefers the simple style anyways, so that suits her just fine. It isn't the best, but it's hers. And that's the point, isn't it? Not to be the best, but just to be what you want. Yeah. That's the point.
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She sets it on her head and feels just a little bit lighter.
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ice-sculptures · 1 year ago
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OH OKAY SLEEPOVER TIME. umm. would u rather.....have bucktaylor endgame and for buck and eddie's friendship slowly drift apart.... OR for buck to die in eddie's arms and taylor is never heard from again. sorry love u
hey spencer you are evil for both of these BUT the mere idea of buck and eddie's friendship slowly drifting apart is fr my worst nightmare so give me the dramatic death scene any day!! i'd readily take one of them dying and haunting the other one for life shaunajackie style if the alternative is the two of them becoming strangers. and if it's ANYTHING like the shooting or the well collapse i just know that ryan & oliver would kill it and i would eat every second of it up 🙏🏼
it's a sleepover!!
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collecting--stardust · 8 months ago
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Just watched moto2 and CELESTINO THE SEXY MAN YOU ARE
#havent watch sprint and motogp race but watched moto3 and moto2 dy#my family rarely watch live and since qatar makes the time of the race so late we just record it and watch later :((#BUT MY MY CELEEEEEE THE SEXIEST MAN#literally he has a 3.3 second gap to canet in 3 laps to go AND HE BEAT CANET WOOP WOOP#BUT THEY DIDNT SHOW HIM DOING HIS SEXY OVERTAKE A CRIME A CRIMEEEEEEE#was defending him so bad from my parents because my mom was like so cele is in what team this year and i said Ajo :/#and mom was like oh then he better do well because look at deniz he already got points and not to far away from cele#that was when oncu was p15 and cele was p13 or something#and i was like >:( ITS CELE HE USUALLY WAIT UNTIL THE LAST MINUTE TO OVERTAKE#and yeah cele is a flop but hes MY flop so no one can shit on him except me#and he proved everyone wrong!!!! and got p9!!!! YAYYYYYYY#and ogura p4!!!! overall a very satisfying podium because im neutral to alonso but i do like him#and then barry!!! and garcia!!!#they didn't show cele and ogu at the end tho im so fucking pissed#SHOW MY BOYS PLEASE I NEED AIRTIME#anyway a very good race im so happy and cant wait to watch motogp so that i can finally open soc med without fear of spoilers#already the podium and a bit of results from the sprint thanks to my shitty twin who cried about tony flopping#literally woke up to her telling me she saw moto2 spoilers and said tony flopped so bad but her underrated boy got top 3#so i was already expecting barry ngl but turns out its a sexy podium!!!#cant wait for portimao 😋#personal.txt
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superbelievesintadcooper · 10 months ago
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ahhh I finished reading stormsong and I loved it!!!
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