#embrystar

[yoakkemae]

@embrystar​  asked:  rubber arm hug and squeeze @ zoro. LOVEE MEEEEEEEE. / luffy needs your undivided attention for important matters: food. feed him. sanji is MIA. SAVE YOUR CAPTAIN.

‘  luffy  !  ’  complaint  immediately  leaves  his  lips  upon  being  grabbed  --  he’s  never  really  been  fond  of  physical  touch.  while  there  are  times  when  he  can  tolerate  it  ,  but  for  a  reason  like  this  ...  ‘  i’m  not  a  damn  cook  ,  so  if  you  want  me  to  make  something  ,  you’re  going  to  have  to  make  due  with  fish  and  onigiri.  ’  he’s  pretty  sure  the  cook  would  try  to  kick  him  if  he  tried  to  cook  any  meat  they  had  in  storage  while  he  was  gone  ,  but  at  least  it’d  be  relatively  easy  to  catch  fish  here.

[horrorempathy]

@embrystar​ :   dont mind hicks, he's just placing a flower in ripley's hair ( from embrystar uwu )         ➜           ACCEPTING   /    this  is  random .

a  mug  of  coffee  in  one  hand.   a  type  of  emptiness  in  her  nearly  black  eyes --   just  staring  ahead  until  she  wakes  up.   sleep  shirt  a  mess,  one  leg  crossed  over  the  other  at  the  kitchen  table.    ripley  barely  even  moved  when  hicks  approached,   not  because  she  was  THAT  out  of  it    (she  is  tired  though)    but  because  she  simply  trusts  him  that  much.   eyes  blink,   free  hand  reaching  up  to  touch  the  flower.   a  pause  before  she  laughs  very  lightly.   now  THAT’S  a  wake  up.     “did  newt  bring  home  flowers  again?”

[epochics]

                  a level of calm resides within the metal walls of the cruiser .     space has become more of a home than she ever would have liked it to be  ;     but at this point she’s not sure there’s anywhere else she belongs .     but she can’t complain ---- she’s not alone and that’s all she could really ask for .     IT MAKES A CHANGE .    a very ,    very nice change .     “ it’s nice to finally relax . “            @embrystar​

[horrorempathya]

“not  every  man.”

you’re  absolutely  right!    dwayne  hicks  would  never.

[thedestrcyer]

also  @embrystar‘s  love  of  the  alien  franchise  warms  my  heart  and  i  just  wanna  point  out  that  kat’s  portrayal  of  hicks  has  absolutely  blown  me  away.   she  writes  him  absolutely  as  i’ve  always  pictured  him  and  that’s  not  to  say  that’s  nothing  new,  her  writing  has  always  been  wonderful,  it’s  just  that  i’m  obviously  super  familiar  with  hicks  and  have  always  appreciated  this  one  marine  and  her  portrayal  of  him  is  everything  i’ve  wanted.    thanks  for  being  such  a  dedicated  alien  fan  !!!

[talentforlying]

A VERY DESCRIPTIVE & DETAILED PROFILE OF YOUR MUSE. Repost with the information of your muse, including head canons, etc. If you fail to answer some of the facts, add some other of your own. When you’re done, tag 15 other people to do the same.

NAME:     john  constantine.   //     AGE:     65  in  real  time.   //      SPECIES:      homo - magi.   //    GENDER:    cis  male.     //      ORIENTATION:      bisexual.      //     INTERESTS:     magic,  the  occult,  doctor  who,  himself.     //      PROFESSION:     magus  and  occult  detective.     //     BODY TYPE:      lanky,  not  in  shape.     //    EYES:       blue.      //      HAIR:       blond.     //      SKIN:       pale.       //      HEIGHT:       6′0″

COMPANIONS:    chas  chandler,  zed  martin,  gemma  constantine,  rich  the  punk.     //    ANTAGONISTS:     the  first  of  the  fallen,  nergal,  most  of  hell,  the  damnation  army,  the  resurrection  crusade.  //    SMELLS:      cigarettes,  whiskey,  ozone,  brimstone.    //      FRUITS:     pears,  apples.     //      DRINKS:      whiskey,  beer.    //      ALCOHOLIC BEVERAGES?       anything.      //      SMOKES?    heavily.    //      DRUGS?      used  to.      //      DRIVERS LICENSE?       no.

RANDOM HEADCANON:   there  was  a  family  that  he  accidentally  got  killed  by  the  family  man  serial  killer,  who  appeared  to  him  in  ghost  form  in  a  dream.   after  he  sorted  out  the  family  man,  he  took  a  trip  through  the  spirit  realm  to  track  them  down  and  make  sure  they  were  getting  on  alright.   turns  out  that  because  of  the  violence  of  their  deaths,  they  never  passed  on  and  were  still  haunting  their  old  home,  unsure  of  what  had  happened  to  them.   he  paid  them  a  visit  and  talked  it  out  with  them  all,  and  eventually  got  them  on  their  way  to  the  ending  they  deserved.   he’s  got  their  names  written  out  in  one  of  his  many  journals,  so  he  remembers  them.

tagged by:  @embrystar! tagging:  @wightwulf,  @whcwashe, @willforged,  @curiouscarnival,  and  anyone  else  who  wants  to!

[horrorempathy]

first  &  foremost,   you’re  all  wonderful  writers  &  i  hope  there  isn’t  a  single  damn  second  you  forget  about  that.    second  of  all,   an  automatic  shout-out  to  the  personals  that  have  just  been  following  me  for  a  couple  years  &  even  switched  over  to  following  this  account  from  the  archive.   i  appreciate  the  enthusiasm  &  the  surprising  amount  of  friends  i’ve  made  from  the  dark  fate  fandom  lmao.   just  to  make  sure  you  all  know  you  aren’t  left  out,  but  i  do  want  to  make  a  few  special  shout-outs.   so,   lastly  here’s  to  the  people  that  have  truly  helped  make  writing  an  imaginative  getaway  &  have  helped  me  build  my  own  characters:

@tornsurvivors,   @vetrhridar  /  @guitarkept  /  @survivedempathy,  @the-red-kangaroo,  @isabellashepard,  @sagaiisms,  @judesowndaughter,  @liftedrelics,  @markerkilled  /  @waytofall,  @hauntscreation  /  @myownfairytale,  @untoeden,  @metamorphoria,  @manaborn  /  @embrystar,  @gcdspride  /  @gcdshand,  @faegrifted,  @eaglebearor  (and also the array of your other blogs,  i’m getting lazy).

you’re  all  special  &  the  rest  of  you  will  always  be  important.

[bugtrackersoftware]

@TheGearsProdigy @CogCouple @TheRazoredEdge @SASxSH4DOWZ @EmbryStarred @GearsofSkorge @mX_Rawr @PaigleBites @CrimsonGOW @GowFeed @MrCaymanian @Skullnbones_212 @GoWPortal @Rogue11pro @Onyxbaird69 @onyxguard109_ @ProGear360 To whoever mentioned the bug tracker things on the forums...we ran that for G3 and G4 betas. We tried making threads for the official games, but they got shut down. Basically they don't want a thread like that for launch because it is bad for PR. via @BChapy

[horrorempathya]

@embrystar​  liked  your  post.

“   ---   hey.   ”

[horrorempathya]

hey so uh --- ilu ok. ur rad and awesome and i hope ur havin a good day

[horrorempathya]

@embrystar :     “Don’t touch her!" beth protecting ( or trying to ) andrea? thanks

the  punch  came  from  absolutely  nowhere :     it  truly  did  blindside  andrea.  this  is  exactly  one  of  the  times  where  squaring  up  to  someone  larger  than  her  just  didn’t  work  out  as  planned.     AT  ALL.     the  bear  of  a  man  didn’t  hold  back  on  that  punch  either,   he  cocked  back  and  swung.    she’s  lucky  he  just  hit  cheek  and  not  nose  and  even  as  andrea  loses  her  balance  and  ends  up  on  one  knee :    almost,  almost  falling,   the  first  thing  she’s  concerned  about  is  moving  her  jaw  to  make  sure  it’s  not  broken.    the  fucking  thing’s  sore,  but  it’s  not  broken.   

it  hits  her  then,   maybe  even  literally,   as  the  bear  of  a  man  is  laughing  just  above  her  what  they  came  here  for :    a  fight.     that’s  not  something  she’s  about  to  grant  them  so  andrea  pushes  herself  back  into  a  standing  position,  a  confident  glint  in  blue  eyes.    she’s  so  resilient,   self  made  survivor.     it’s  going  to  take  her  own  say  to  KEEP  HER  DOWN.    she  just  spins  on  her  heel,  grabs  beth’s  hand  and  pulls  the  woman  towards  their  car.     she  really  wasn’t  wrong,   as  they  walk  away,   the  three  dirty  men  and  one  stringy  women  are  shouting  things  like :     hey,  good  lookin’  where  are  you  and  your  daughter  going?     we  could  show  you  a  good  time.     things  that  ought  to  really  piss  off  a  set  of  woman.    it  won’t  work.  

“   my  daughter?   ”       andrea  suddenly  exclaims,  breathless,   this  slight  slur  from  her  aching  jaw.     she  really  doesn’t  look  that  old. 

❯ defend my muse.jpg  /  accepting  :  @embrystar .

[thedestrcyer]

@embrystar !!!

[thedestrcyer]

A VERY DESCRIPTIVE & DETAILED PROFILE OF YOUR MUSE. Repost with the information of your muse, including head canons, etc. If you fail to answer some of the facts, add some other of your own. When you’re done, tag 15 other people to do the same.

NAME:     ellen louise ripley       //     AGE:     30 - 35   //      SPECIES:      human (and human/xenomorph hybrid)     //     GENDER:       non-binary , uses she/her.     //      ORIENTATION:      pansexual.      //     INTERESTS:      space/astronomy, flying.      //      PROFESSION:     officer within weyland-yutani.       //     BODY TYPE:      slim, fit.     //     EYES:       brown.      //      HAIR:       black.     //      SKIN:       pale.       //      HEIGHT:       6′0″

COMPANIONS:      jessica jones , rebecca jorden , amanda ripley and dwayne hicks in most verse ,  annalee call  ,  gaea.     //      ANTAGONISTS:     weyland-yutani , rat fuck son of a bitch.     //     SMELLS:      fresh laundry ,  stale air “bleed air”  ,  oil  ,  baby wipes.          //      FRUITS:       watermelon      //      DRINKS:      water , diet coke.      //      ALCOHOLIC BEVERAGES?        any beer.      //      SMOKES?       yes.     //       DRUGS?      no.      //      DRIVERS LICENSE?       yes.

RANDOM HEADCANON      ripley has a master’s degree in aeronautical engineering.

tagged by :     @desxderium  like  one  kajillion  years  ago  ,  i’m  just  cleaning  out  my  likes  and  doing  prompts  i  really  enjoyed. tagging :    @survivedempathy  ,  @suresaint  ,  @embrystar (i’d love to see one of your alien muses!!!)  ,  @sevenbulletsavior  ,  @dna-xenomorph

[thedestrcyer]

RUSSIAN CLASSICS AESTHETIC.

——————      REPOST   ,   DON’T REBLOG. ——————      BOLD WHATEVER APPLIES TO YOUR MUSE.

BROTHERS KARAMAZOV   :   orthodox monasteries   ,   deep woods   ,   starry nights   ,   the sound of paper being torn   ,   dimly lit rooms   ,   withered roses   ,   an unfinished letter   ,   piles of books   ,   the sound of shattering glass ,   ticking of clocks in a silent house   ,  heavy wooden furniture   ,   the air before a storm   ,   the smell of earth   ,   a crowd of people dressed in black   ,   distant murmurs   ,   emptied streets  ,   the fear of walking alone in dusk.

CRIME AND PUNISHMENT   :   coldness of the skin against a blade  ,   slender pale fingers  &   slightly shaking hands   ,   a red stain blooming on white fabric   ,   lonely steps in a corridor   ,  the slow dripping of water   ,   looking out of the window into the thickening darkness  ,   a single dying candle on the table   ,   listening to one’s breath   &   counting heartbeats   ,   too many stairs   ,   the desire to be invisible   ,   a subtle memory of kind word.

THE IDIOT   :   classical statues   ,   wealth covered with dust  ,  a dark house tainted with inherited madness  ,   an unsettling feeling   ,   long walks in a park ,   useless chatter   ,  a silken ribbon forgotten on a bench   ,   a melancholic face  ,   an unexpected spring rain   ,  the joy of reading one’s favorite book ,  the clarity of mind after fully perceiving the world around ,   looking at cloudless sky.

ANNA KARENINA :   fields of crops ,   flowers brought from an early morning walk   ,  the wind caressing a girl’s hair   ,   a bowl of fruit   ,   the smell of ripe pears  ,   the clatter of a spoon against porcelain when stirring tea ,   children’s laughter coming from the garden   ,   soft sunlight   &   white curtains   ,   the sensation of velvet against skin ,   pearls from a ripped necklace spilling on marble floor   ,   a sudden silence in a room full of people.

WAR AND PEACE   :   a glass of wine   ,   the brightness of  a crystal chandelier   ,   white lace   ,  a raging snow storm   ,   the sound of a door being gently closed ,   the moment of holding one’s breath before walking in a ball room   ,   indulging in looking at a beautiful earring against light   ,   closing one’s eyes for a moment while dancing   ,   the sweet smell of strawberries   ,   a pair of gloves left on an armchair   ,   light scent of powder.

THE MASTER AND MARGARITA   :   the chaos of a lively city   ,   ambient jazz in expensive restaurants   ,   jumping on a moving tram   ,   the sight of moscow from the roof of a house   ,  yellow flowers in a vase ,   leaning out of the window  ,   shelves stacked with books  ,   a small tin box with old photographs   ,   strange shapes in the night sky   ,   laughing in the middle of the night on a balcony ,   colorful posters for a surreptitious magician’s show floating in the wind.

EUGENE ONEGIN   :   a lonely mansion   ,   reading a book in the parlor ,   faint piano melody lingering in falling silence   ,   long evenings   ,   passing seasons   ,   discussing french novels of the moment   ,   unspoken thoughts   ,   leaning against the door frame   ,   quickly averted glance   ,   eating a peach absent-minded   ,   bright mornings   ,  footprints in snow ,   a loud gun-shot terrifying a flock of birds nearby.

FATHERS AND SONS   :   birch groves ,   morning mist   ,   moss-covered stones near a moor   ,   scientific books   ,   white roses   ,  cheap champagne   ,   shabby pocket-watch   ,  light-hearted irony ,   a maladroit cello sonata   ,    freshly mowed grass   ,   leaving thoughts come   &   go  ,   a slow yawn   ,   picturesque plates   &   bowls filled with traditional dishes   ,   drinking tea on the porch.

DOCTOR ZHIVAGO   :   a strange feeling of loss   ,   writing poems in a diary  ,  traveling by train   ,   the hesitation before touching someone’s hand   ,   the gaze of one lost in thought   ,   the warmth of cinnamon ,   a scarf brightly embellished with flowers   ,   a glass of water   ,   a threadbare jacket   , the tempting void   ,   the evanescent serenity of yesterday.

CHERRY ORCHARD   :   a lone chair in an empty room   ,   falling blossoms ,   old samovar   ,  the unsettling need for change   ,   a mirror reflecting full moon   ,   the disappointment of a glossy object turning worthless after second glance   ,   a piano out of tune.

TAGGED BY:  @glysimachia  ,  <333 TAGGING:   @embrystar  ,  @starsbetrayal  ,  @filiatm.

[thedestrcyer]

RULES  :  share four songs / pieces of music that represent your muse. repost. don’t reblog.

DARK  ON  ME :  STARSET -     i  can’t  do  this  alone.    you’re  all  i’ve  got  to  lead  me  home.    light  up  the  night  sky  ,  you’re  my  dark  star.    and  now  you’re  falling  away.

LOVELY :  BILLIE  EILISH -    oh  ,  i  hope  some  day  i’ll  make  it  out  of  here  alive.    even  if  it  takes  all  night  or  a  hundred  years.    need  a  place  to  hide  ,  can’t  find  one  near.

YELLOW :  COLDPLAY -       look  at  the  stars  ,  look  at  how  they  shine  for  you  and  everything  you  do.    yeah  ,  they  were  all  yellow.

IRIS  (HOLD  ME  CLOSE) :  U2 -      the  star  that  gives  us  light  has  been  gone  awhile  but  it’s  not  an  illusion.   the  ache  in  my  heart  is  so  much  a  part  of  who  i  am.

BLACK  HOLE  SUN :  SOUNDGARDEN -      hang  my  head  ,  drown  my  fear  until  you  all  disappear.

TAGGED  BY  :    @osorrow  :)) TAGGING  :     @suresaint  ,  @survivedempathy ( call ! )  ,  @embrystar  ( amanda ! )  ,  @sevenbulletsavior  ,  @filiatm  ,  if  you  steal  it  ,  tag  me !     i  could  use  some  new  songs  to  listen  to.