#emotionally alive sniper

[emotionally-happy-pyro]

Here's the drawing from our RP!!

They are,, frien <333

[emotionally-alive-sniper]

Reblog with the name of yer favourite bird. I'll judge ya.

[emotionally-creative-rogue]

[knock, knock]

Hey mate, uhh, sorry to interrupt ya... Jus' found these, and thought 'ey might be yer's.

[he shows a small pair of earrings]

- @emotionally-alive-sniper

[Dexx looks up from their hunched position at their desk, leaning back in their chair a bit to look at him.]

"Oh, hey!"

[They now notice how sore their neck and back really are, so they lean over the back of the chair to stretch, allowing a comfortable 'pop!' sound to come from their back.]

[He then gets up from his seat, carefully putting his pencil back next to the sketchbook- asbestmindedly taking in any details since it's not often that Dexx gets to look at his drawings from a distance.]

[A few short strides towards the door and he's close enough to inspect the earrings that Sniper's holding in one of his hands, the other arm leaning against the doorframe.]

"Hmm,, Oh! That's where the lil' goobers went- haven't seen em' since I got here!"

[Dexx lights up with excitement- they didn't wear those specific earrings too often, but they were a favorite pair of his.]

[He gently picks up the earrings out of Sniper's hand, examining them to see if they're dirty. They seem to be clean- they were probably left on some countertop at some point.]

[Once inspected, he quickly goes to take his old ones out- the new ones that Sniper had found were more comfortable, and he missed the way they looked on him.]

[Only once the earrings were out fid Dexx realise he's need a mirror to put his new pair in- the top lobe peircings are still fairly new, and he's not quite sure where the hole is by touch yet.]

[He frantically looks around his room, forgetting that he didn't have a mirror anywhere.]

[With a sheepish grin, he turns back to Sniper;]

"Hey, uh- sorry to bug ya, but could you maybe put these in for me?"

[emotionally-confused-heavyboss]

Hey, so uhh... What's yer deal anyway?

- @emotionally-alive-sniper

ROBOT.

I AM READY TO FLATTEN BOTH TEAMS. IF YOU TRY TO STOP ME, JAR MAN, I WILL NOT LEAVE YOU ABLE TO FIGHT.

[brighteyed-sniperbot]

"Hi, Sammy! I'm ba-"

[Sniper immediately stopped in his tracks upon seeing a human in his van. His eyes went wide and he instinctively reached for his dagger, but... the stranger's looks...

Could it be-?]

- @emotionally-alive-sniper

"SNIPER!!! Hihihi hello hi!!

Almost instantly, Sammy got up and threw his arms around Sniper, which would usually be followed up by a purring sound coming from his engine, but unfortunately, he had no engine to purr with.

"I got turned into a humanperson somehow and i kinda miss being a robot and also one of my friends ended up biting me for some reason and now i have a bit of an owie on my arm- actually most of my body is kinda hurting for some reason but so far im managing just fine!!"

Thats Sammy, alright.

2/10

[emotionally-amused-blu-scout]

Hey... I got ya this, uh, 's-...

S'a mug and it has a cat on it. It reminded me 'f ya... A lil' bit... I mean... Uhh... I...

A-Actually, nevermind, ts, uh, whatever. Probably stupid anyway.

- @emotionally-alive-sniper

what?! no, no no—it ain’t stupid! gimme gimme gimme!! awhuhuha, look at dat!! look at the chubby face of it!! wait wait i gotta take a pic of dis, send it to my sistas… ‘ey, thanks man! appreciate it pal, gonna use dis definitely, gotta write my name on it ‘n stuff first tho; obviously. ahaha, aaah dis is seriously da best gift! seriously snipes, thanks.

[emotionally-alive-sniper]

Ask me questions. Tell me things.

Reblog if I can go on your page and write stupid things in your ask box whenever I'd like to.

[emotionally-happy-pyro]

LOOK LOOK I MADE A FRIEND !!!!!! @emotionally-alive-sniper

(Discord rp)

Bonus:

Hehegeh thank you so much Electro!!!!!! Awggaha this was so much fun and totally made my day!!!!!

[emotionally-alive-sniper]

If ye're with me and I go silent, I ain't mad at ya, s'just quiet time mate. Quiet time

[emotionally-creative-rogue]

Okay ooc post but uH I've been hanging out with @emotionally-alive-sniper (electro) and. The sweetest ever actually!!!!!!!!!!! And. He deserves all the affection ever so

Smooch

Whohohoo look at me. Adding texture

Bonus:

He is. Clueless

Scout makes fun of he

[emotionally-intuitive-engineer]

Engineerin's a good job, buddy. It's challengin' work, recquires skill. I guarantee you won't go hungry, 'cause at the end of the day, as long as one person is left on this here planet, someone's gonna want a dispenser. Ah'll be honest with you: I am your parent and I care for you. Feelins? Look bud, do you know who has a lot of feelings? Mah sentries. Fabricators have high standards. Be polite. Be efficient. Have a plan to adopt everyone you meet.

Hey look buddy, I'm the Engineer. That means;

you get adopted.

Right now.

[emotionally-confused-heavyboss]

WHICH ONE OF YOU SNIPERS IS A SPY

@emotionally-alive-sniper @emotionallysophisicatedsniperbot @emotionally-anxious-spybot

[brighteyed-sniperbot]

Hi Sammy, I gotcha a lil' something I thought ya might like.

[He grins proudly showing the bot a onesie. It's a nice, sandy colour, has a tail and some layering... It's meant to represent a lizard.]

- @emotionally-alive-sniper

OOH! ITS REALLY FUZZY!

[Immediately he tries it on, and as soon as he zips it up, he flops over onto his side on the couch. Completely still for once in his life.]

ITS VERY COZY…!

[buddie-buddie]

Buck wakes with a strangled gasp, visions of the scenes he’d just seen in his fitful sleep still vivid and chilling as they flash behind his tear-filled eyes. 

His breath comes in ragged, uneven gasps as he blinks his way into consciousness and tries to shake off the nightmare that still has its claws sunk deep into his racing heart.

“Shh.” There’s a warm, familiar voice in his ear, thick and heavy with sleep. Everything settles. Buck’s breath comes a little easier, the rapid rise and fall of his chest evening out as he registers the warm, grounding weight of Tommy’s arms around him.  

When he was a kid, his nightmares looked a little different. Instead of 100-foot waves and snipers in broad daylight, he used to see monsters and ghosts. When he was older, he had a recurring nightmare of a man who looked a lot like Doug dragging his sister away kicking and screaming. He used to slip out of his bed and shuffle down the carpeted hallway to Maddie’s room, where she’d wake up to the creak of the door and the triangle of light bleeding into the dark room and say, “Evan? What is it?” 

He’d sit on the side of her bed and she’d take his hand in hers and ask him what he wanted to dream of instead. He’d say riding our bikes or the ice cream truck or building sand castles at the beach and Maddie would fold his still-shaky fingers down to lock the good dream in and she’d ruffle his hair and send him back to bed feeling lighter and safer and loved. 

It’s different now, but somehow still the same. 

He still drifts back to sleep feeling calm and safe and grounded. Only instead of Maddie tucking good dreams into the palm of his clammy hand, he has Tommy pressing kisses into his hair and whispering promises against the shell of his ear. It’s different, but it’s good. 

It’s so fucking good.

It’s good even now, as Buck’s breath catches on a shaky inhale, a tiny whimper slipping past his lips.

Even if he tried, he couldn’t find the words to explain the sick and twisted things he just saw in his dreams, nor could he get them out past the lump in his throat. But he doesn’t try and Tommy doesn't expect him to, doesn’t ask him to relive the worst moments of his life for the second time in one night. Buck’s already made the introductions between Tommy and the ghosts still so intent on haunting him.

Tommy knows that on the nights they come back around, Buck would rather be held. He would rather be reminded that he’s here and he’s alive and that it all didn’t end on the pier that day, beneath the ladder truck that night. That his heart started to beat again in the eighteenth second of the third minute, that he came back. And that he’s not alone. 

Tommy shushes him again, warm and reassuring. “S’okay, baby.” 

His arms tighten around Buck’s waist, pulling him back against his chest with a sleepy, contented hum. He mumbles something into the side of Buck’s neck that Buck can’t quite make out, yet understands perfectly when followed by the gentle, almost reverent press of Tommy’s lips to the side of his jaw. 

Hot tears prick at the backs of Buck’s eyes, and he’s not sure if they’re a product of the nightmare or the fact that, even in his sleep, Tommy shows up for him. 

Tommy always shows up for him. Physically, sure– Buck will never forget the sight of him all but tearing through the hospital doors, sooty and sweaty and smiling, despite the bone-deep ache that comes from sixteen hours on the scene of a fire. But emotionally, too. 

He’s levity when Buck needs it and sincerity when he doesn’t. He’s generous with his affection and even more so with his praise. He’s a steady, grounding force, an anchor in the sand when Buck starts to feel unmoored, when the waves get too high and it all gets to be just a bit too much. He’s patient and charming and kind and he’s such a nerd. And he’s aware and attentive in ways that still make Buck’s heart swell and his chest ache. 

It’s like he has a sixth sense, how he’s so tuned into Buck, how he always seems to know what it is Buck wants, what it is Buck needs. He knows just what to say, just what to do. Even now, half asleep. Tommy shows up for him. Always. In all ways. And Buck could cry about it. 

No, scratch that. 

Buck will cry about it. He tries blinking the tears back, but it’s no use. They’re heavy and hot as they roll down his cheeks. Tommy’s voice is still deep and gravelly, thick with sleep as he holds Buck close and murmurs, “I got you.”

He hasn’t said it yet, but Buck knows. He knows. He feels it deep in the marrow of his bones and in the warmest corners of his soul. He hasn’t said it yet, but he will. 

Buck can hear it in the silence that settles over them just before they drift off to sleep, tangled up in each other’s arms. He can feel it in the moments between slow, steady heartbeats as they move around Tommy’s tiny kitchen, cooking breakfast and swapping coffee-laced kisses and stories from their shifts. He can see it in the warmth of Tommy’s smile and the fondness in his eyes any time he walks into a room. He can feel it in the reverence with which Tommy touches him, the way he says his name like a prayer and a promise all at once. 

Which is why, just as much as he knows that he loves Tommy, Buck knows that when he does say it, Tommy will say it back. 

also on ao3

[sethdomain]

more about the guys and special stats in read more

c!tommy

Member of the Republic of L'manburg, he quickly soared in rank and instantly became Wilbur right hand man and a commander in the ranks.

Wilbur really favored him and this caused a bit resentment growing toward Tommy because the member viewed his rise as 'unfair'

Strenght-> 5 -Average Joe / idk i think he would be normal

Perception-> 9 - Sniper Hawk/ He would be very very aware, because this bitch will literally die if his perception is so as much as lower than he is rn

endurance-> 7 -Tough as nail/ He was carrying Dream shit and run around across the desert

Charisma->6 -cheery salesman/ dude literally copied schlatt

Intellegent-> 4 -Knuckle head/ He is a bit dense sometimes and would made stupid decision without thinking through it(he made this often and still will not learn bruh)

Agility-> 6 -catlike/ I'd say with his built he have to adapt to a more lithe like base moveset

Luck-> 1- 13 pitch-black cats/ ironically, being alive gotta count as 10 luck but no. He literally almost die 24/7 i think dead itself might be a sparing from the current predicament he's being ensnared in contstantly, so dead would be considered a luck in itself /jokes.

C!Wilbur

The leader of L'manburg, an incredibly charismatic guy who managed to band together a set of people that supports his goals.

Strenght-> 4 -Lightweight/ I think wilbur dont do much in term of doing the heavy stuff, he just order people to be doing those

Perception-> 3 -Squinting Newt/ this guy doesn't gaf, he thinks he's invisible because he constantly has bodyguard looming over him and he tends to not be in the danger zone much

Endurance-> 2- Crumbly/Bitch need to run

Charistma-> 10-Cult Leader/ He literally managed to convince people to support L'manburg, which i remind you in this au is a shittier NCR

Intellegent-> 7-Know it all/ I would say he probably knows a little about medicine and weaponsmith, he's also very emotionally intellect

Agility-> 5-under control/ normal

Luck-> 9-21 leaf clover/ this guy is so fucking lucky and yet he doesn't appreciates it

these next session wont be as detailed cuz im yawnin g n tired

C!Dream

Leader of the Dream Legion, A group with the desire to end the suffering of the esempi wasteland.

Strenght-> 7 -Beach bully

Perception-> 7 -Big eyed Tiger

Endurance-> 7 -Tough as nail

Charisma-> 3 -Creepy undertaker

Intellgent-> 6 -Gifted

Agility-> 9-Knife Catcher

Luck-> 10-Two-Headed Coin Flip

C!Fundy

Member of L'manburg Wilbur son, ex-right hand man

S=5

P=6

E=4

C=5

I=9

A=6

L=4

C!Sapnap

One of Dream trusted men, he was a brotherhood Knight but joined Dream once he learn about his whereabout

S=8

P=4

E=8

C=6

I=3

A=3

L=7

C!Niki

Member of L'manburg, was a freesider but joined L'manburg with wilbur persuasion. She works as a medic and gunsmithing

S=5

P=8

E=3

C=7

I=7

A=6

L=7

C!Quackity

Schlatt fucking overworked casino worker he handles all his paperwork and feuds

S=1

P=2

E=4

C=9

I=8

A=7

L=8

C!Schlatt

control the monopoly in the las nevadas district

S=7

P=1

E=7

C=10

I=5

A=3

L=8

[lycheedr3ams]

Ahhh please please yes könig analysis and characterization please 🙏🏾

I feel so bad, I forgot to respond to this when I posted my first König character analysis post. Here's the second one!

König Character Analysis

Part 1: His past | Part 2: König's MBTI

I know the validity of the MBTI/16 personalities is debated in the psychology world, but I personally think it can be a good baseline guide to understanding someone's personality. My MBTI is accurate for me and a lot of people I know, so I wanted to do König's. The MBTI is a personality assessment based on the following traits: introvert/extrovert, sensing/intuition, thinking/feeling, and judging/perceiving. you can take a test to see which traits you fit (I like this one) for example, I'm INTJ: introvert, intuition, thinking, and judging. see here for more detailed info (I take quotes from this source throughout the post)

I think König's MBTI is...ISTJ (more details at end of post)

Introvert is obvious, we all know könig prefers to be alone. it's never explicitly stated, but heavily implied based off his bio about being bullied and misunderstood. he also wears a sniper hood all the time. mans is not social

Sensing may be less obvious, but this is what it is: "People who prefer sensing tend to pay a great deal of attention to reality, particularly to what they can learn from their own senses. They tend to focus on facts and details and enjoy getting hands-on experience." I think this makes the most sense for konig. as someone who has been bullied and needs to be hyper alert to stay alive at work, sensing makes much more sense for him than intuition. konig doesn't seem like someone who has much intuition, or even trusts in such things. Being Austrian, konig is also likely very practical and to the point, so he wouldn't have any need or place value in an intangible thing like intuition.

Thinking is obvious for konig, I think. I'm not saying konig doesn't have emotions of course, but he doesn't seem like the type of person to live by his heart. Again likely a cultural difference, Konig would be practical and value facts over feelings. About people who are thinking: "They tend to be consistent, logical, and impersonal when weighing a decision." Also as a mercenary, there isn't any room for emotionally-charged decisions. Konig is for sure a thinker. I don't think a feeler would do well as a mercenary personally.

Judging suits konig better than perceiving: "Those who lean toward judging prefer structure and firm decisions." Of course konig values structure, he went into the military when he was 17! This is also another cultural thing most likely, since Austrians tend to be very formal and respect hierarchy. I'm not saying every Austrian is like this, but you get me. Also as a mercenary, konig must make firm decisions, unlike perceivers who "lean toward perceiving are more open, flexible, and adaptable." I don't think konig is the type of guy to sit down and have a democratic discussion. it's his way or the highway and you can't change my mind (unless it's coming from a higher-ranking officer). konig knows he's damn good at what he does, and he's going to make the best decisions for the team. listen to his voice dialogues, he's constantly telling people that it's "better off in my hands" or to give something to him for safe keeping. if you want something done right, do it yourself, is likely his motto

This is my reasoning that konig is an ISTJ

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Here's the 16 personalities website description of ISTJ:

"People with the ISTJ personality type (Logisticians) mean what they say and say what they mean, and when they commit to doing something, they make sure to follow through. With their responsible and dependable nature, it might not be so surprising that ISTJ personalities also tend to have a deep respect for structure and tradition. They are often drawn to organizations, workplaces, and educational settings that offer clear hierarchies and expectations."

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