#heroatheart

[scouscr]

Name:   nix Pronouns:  *shrugs* i’ve no preference, so use whatever you wish! Preference of communication:  discord for sure. but dm’s are a good second, especially for setting up plots and threads and such, which i love to do. Name of muse(s):   john ( @scouscr​ ), then i have ... too many other, long dead blogs? lol. my old faves tho are jak ( @heroatheart​ ) , fantomex ( @livingcontrivance​ ) ,  thor ( @fryordie​ ). lately i been thinking of reviving my warwick ( @hcwler​ ) and reaper ( @basadoir​​ ) blogs for 2023 too, but who knows?  i’ve also got an oc lying around ( @tcuched​​ ) , that i haven’t really done anything with, but i would love you forever if anyone wants to give him a chance <3 Experience/how long (months/years?):  roughly ... 17 years? damn Platforms you’ve used:  bebo, various forum sites, Aniroleplay, discord, ... even msn messenger? i think?  Pet peeves / dealbreakers:   if i had to name something, i guess being poked for replies? idk i’ve been at this for so long that i just sort of roll with whatever, lol. Fluff, angst, or smut:    all three, for sure. i keep the smut confined to discord though. dont want tumblr to yeet any of my blogs, considering they nearly got my thor blog for just using a shirtless pic as a blog avatar during the crackdown on mature content! Plots or memes:   moreso plots, but i do love them memes every now and again  long or short replies:    long replies preferred. i’m just a slowpoke at ‘em tho.  Best time to write:   more often in the night. i work 8 hours a day, at least. Are you like your muse(s):  i kind of share in john’s snarkiness and curse words, given there’s some overlap in irish / english slang. but i’m a pretty quiet person in general, so ayyy.

tagged by:   @reapcrbunny​

tagging: you! steal it! go for it!

[rowdyboysofpolaris-blog]

@heroatheart Continued from here

“Aye lad they do, an’ I should know better than anyone else in this galaxy.” 

Then silence. The machine’s optics moved to the sky, in the direction he was certain Merdegraw might be in. He would never be able to get the memory of once being a phantom himself out of his mind. No matter how many times he had tried to wipe it from his memory banks it still seemed to linger there. 

“I was one m’self. Was decapitated and forced to share a body with someone who shoulda never been woken from the grave.” Wisps of steam leaked from Slag’s powerful jaws. Thinking back on Darkwater brought up old and unpleasant feelings that he had never really wanted to relive. But he knew that he would and this wouldn't be the last time either. Somehow Angstrom would slip into his mind again and haunt him for only the Zoni knew how long. “Besides, there ‘r more than just physical ghosts.” 

And he was sure Jak had to deal with some of his own too. 

[phyrcniix-blog]

"Do you trust me?"

Meme

That voice… who was that man? Whoever he was, he certainly knew how to fight. She only had a Combuster in hand, and even that was unable to eliminate the enemies surrounding her. This city – she was sure she heard someone call it ‘Haven City’. An odd name, for sure. Not to mention very unfitting.

Now, why would she trust a stranger? Well… she didn’t have many leads to go on. She only wanted to get out of this place.

“I suppose I will have to trust you. For now. Mayor Sasha Phyronix of Metropolis, at your service. You are?”

[bloodsplatteredmoon]

@heroatheart

continued (x)

[~☪~] Shinjiro didn’t say much as Jak had curled up in front of the fire in order to try and warm himself up... from both the chill of the environment and the Metalhands that had adapted to living here...

From his clothing and his much darker skin, he must have come from the desert that housed both the Kingdom of Spargus and Haven City.

It seemed to make him curious as to what brought the other into the snowy terrain... But he wouldn’t question it for now. He wasn’t about to toss someone out into the cold.

A small bark from his pet caught his attention as it went over to him, and took the small bucket of melted ice water from the small one’s jaw, before giving Koromaru a gentle pet on the head.

“Are you thirsty? I’m about to prepare some drinks and some food as well.”

[nerowasheredanteisaloser]

heroatheart started following you

“I think I made a wrong turn in hell. YOU There! You look...not stabby. Mind telling me where I am?” Actually, this guy looks VERY stabby, maybe he shoulda asked someone else.

[ofsilverbullets]

heroatheart

  Nix is so excited about Jak and Daxter coming to...

i am aahhhh <3 these baesss. these cinamon rolls. it’s the one series in all of fiction that i will always love.

@heroatheart

YOU KNOW WHAT I MISS, NIX? I miss when we used to talk about Jak and Ratchet in super duper angsty situations where everyone died and no one was happy LOL. Didn’t I write a drabble once??? With Jak dying or some shit?? Man those were the days.

[endlxssmelody]

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@heroatheart

NIX

NIX. N I X.   N    I    X

I MISS YOU OMFG 

wait this wasn’t a meme was it - that would be embarrassing.

[animusmama-blog]

Trick or Treat!

Send ‘Trick or Treat!  🎃’ to my inbox and I’ll give you a treat! This could be: a promo graphic, icons, an aesthetic graphicof your muse, a drabble, a photoset of our muses together,a moodboard based on one of our threads, or some othergoodie! Happy Halloween!  Let’s celebrate!

[also a Christmas present]

Rebecca yawned loudly, stretching her back as she stared around what had become her own little workshop. It had taken some time and a lot of hacking in order to create her fake identity in Haven City, but it was worth it to be able to relax and just do what she did best.

Sure, being one who had short ears did gather people’s attention but she easily deflected it by saying that she had a nasty run in with some Krimzon Guards who cut it off as her punishment.

Her eyes glanced over, seeing Jak looking really bored as she snickered. “What? Don’t think surveillance is fun, kid?”

That got her a side glare from the young blond warrior as he glanced back at the screens that showed nothing out of the ordinary. What was it they were supposed to look for again? The boss man didn’t really say and she didn’t really pay attention. In all honesty, she figured Jak would at least know what to look for.

Reaching down beneath her desk, she sat back up, having pulled out her own snack stash as she was chewing on what was something akin to the Fruit Roll Ups of her world. She glanced over at the boy to see that he was still staring intently at the screen.

The woman sighed before tossing one of her packs at him, hitting him on the side of his head before it landed in his palm when he sat up straight.

“Jesus fuckin’ Christ, Jak,” she chuckled. “You need to chill, okay? We’ll find something or hell, maybe shit will happen right now.”

There was a sudden moment of silence between them, as if they were waiting for something. A good long ten seconds passed before she heard Jak state, “You got my hopes up really high, you know that?”

Rebecca just shrugged, trying not to look like she fucked up too much but the two shared a smile before going back to watching the screens

[mh-pantheon]

“That’s not a threat, its a promise.”

Kor did his best to hide his fury. It wouldn’t do well to gain the boy’s ire right now. Not while the shield walls were up and he was weakened by them. It was apparent that he’d have to kill Jak at some point. He had hoped that the boy would be more receptive to him, but he had been too late. His claws weren’t embedded deep enough, but that thing’s were.

“Rather attached to your friend aren’t you.” Kor tried to stop judgement from seeping into his voice but it was still readily apparent none the less.

[scouscr]

testing something... 🤔

[fxrgexnline]

hc + AI (lmao it had to be asked)

Kill it with fire!! Joking, joking.

AI poses a lot of problems for Torbjorn -- the laws governing AI, its creation, and their rights are rather vague and often get skewed. Outwardly, Torbjorn wants nothing but peace and he sees that eradicating omnics is the way to solve that. But they act, think, and feel like people do.

He can’t help but empathize.

[augmentedbrilliance-blog]

☯ ☂ ◎ (for muse's opinion meme)

☯: Do they believe in karma?

“God, yes. Being a bad person will just make people return that to you! Even if they don’t know, it’s like they can tell.”

☂ : Favorite weather 

“Rain! Especially in Numbani, because it’s a desert. But even in my hometown, I watched it rain a lot.”

◎ : Opinion on lying

“No! No. No no. I can’t. Even when I’m trying to hide something, I have to be honest eventually. I just hope other people can do the same.”

[fryordie]

places to find nix

tl;dr; i’m starting a new job fairly soonish (in a fortnight from today, actually), which is very important to me, so surprise surprise i’m putting my tumblr activity on the back burner. even so, i still want to write, so out of all the blogs i got, you can find me focusing on these blogs the most, whenever i get the time / inspiration to write;

fryordie | Thor, Marvel

scouscr | John Constantine, DC

bevrijdme | Sigma, Overwatch

heroatheart | Jak, Jak & Daxter

[fallenlombax-archive-blog]

@heroatheart liked for a Dark Ratchet Starter

Walking without purpose and fully cloaked, a very suspicious looking person had appeared one day. If one were to pay close attention they could sense dark energy surrounding the unknown stranger. It was very difficult to determine if they were hostile or not.

“...”

[kaotickaos]

@heroatheart liked for a starter!

“Hey, how’d you get in here? This is a private castle y’know!”

[ofsilverbullets]

@heroatheart

It’s hot. That’s the only comment that Prompto can make at the moment. Beads of sweat slowly trickle down into his brows, and the back of his neck is nearly soaked as he crouches down low. Sand and dirt stick to his arms, even some smeared across his face, as he carefully brings the camera to his eye and...

Suddenly, his entire body is jostled and he rolls to the side, cradling his camera close to his chest to keep from getting harmed. Eyes wide, he watches as the man who had just knocked into him seems to be finishing off a wild Saberclaw with practiced ease.

“Could’ja watch where you’re killin’ stuff? Totally just lost an amazing shot.” He’s not as upset about it as he seems, offering a wary look to the (much bigger) stranger. Ah, the dogtags give him away.

“Hunter, huh? You must be new. I run into hunters all the time and I’ve never seen you around before.”