#ilingeron

[irradixnce]

he was out the door, sticking to the wall outside the Tops like any ghoul who didn't want too many eyes on him in the strip. That was made more difficult as she yelled after him, drawing eyes... and screens.

As intended.

"I didn't forget shit," he grumbled, "will you fuckin' leave me be, Winden?"

"Look at'cha, you sad, helpless little Princess! Boo fuckin' hoo. I ain't gettin' shortchanged by your diva ass again. I'm out."

Her hands were still gripping the Mare’s Leg as he embraced her, so she couldn’t grab onto him and hold him there, desperate to just stay in this moment. Warmth flooded through her, followed by the immediate drop of her stomach as dread started building. He said the L-word and she knew instantly how serious this was to him. She squeezed her eyes shut and nodded, her lips pressed together to try and keep herself from crying. At least until it was needed. “Love you, Coop,” whispered as he stepped away.

Letting him get a lead, she found her abandoned drink and downed the rest of it. Her mind was racing as she cemented her plan in her mind. As much of it as she could control, anyway. She would chase after him, trying to give him back the gun he’d forgotten. He’d tell her this had all just been for her money. Then in a fit of fury, she’d shoot him in the head before screaming and wailing until securitrons ushered her into the Lucky 38. She’d distract House until Cooper was up and then…

She set her glass down and took a deep breath before following after Cooper.

The elevator ride felt like it lasted forever, but luckily nobody else got on. She wasn’t especially worried about keeping the act up in The Tops, but she’d much rather be safe than sorry, so once on the doors opened, she rushed across the casino floor, too polite to run and maybe stalling just a little bit. Tommy was waiting in the lobby and as she brushed past him, she quietly said, “fifteen minutes.”

Her hand paused on the door for the slightest moment before she pushed it open. Showtime. “Cooper, wait! You forgot this!”

[thanatologie]

Gonna be real I didn’t expect her to get a blackout hjdkdj

ARE YOU EMMRICH'S TYPE?

real talk, i wouldn't have expected a blackout either, but that's something we're just both going to have to make peace with. someone ask anna real quick what it feels like to swipe right on an actual decent guy for once, i wanna know what she says.

(sorry nick, love you nick, you'll always be famous, nick.)

[wandercr]

she  sidles  up  to  anna,  spreading  the  magazines  she  found  at  the  old  super  duper  mart  out  on  the  floor  in  front  of  them.  ❝  aren’t  these  fun?  ❞  she  asks,  plucking  one  up  and  cracking  it  open.  some  of  the  pages  are  singed,  but  she  can  still  make  out  the  photos. 

❝  i  mean,  the  articles  are  so  stupid –  ❞  why  should  she  care  who  kissed  who  or  what  fashion  faux  pas  someone  made  on  whatever  a  red  carpet  is?  ❝  but  look  at  the  clothes –  and  the  hair!  ❞  she  points  out  a  woman  with  perfect  curls  framing  her  elegant  face.  ❝  do  you  ever  miss  it?  i  know  it’s  silly,  but  sometimes  i  wish  i  could  experience  this  sort  of  thing,  even  if  just  for  a  day.  i  barely  know  how  to  braid  my  hair.  ❞  / @ilingeron

[lackenthusiasm]

5’5”

@ilingeron said: Forgot the emoji 😭😭

HEIGHT COMPARISONS. (accepting)

not even scraping 5ft over here and anna looks like an amazonian

[empirewaste]

🚢 for Audrey maybe

do i ship our characters together?: yes | no | not yet but maybe soon

would i like to ship with you?: yes | maybe, i'm willing to try | no

type of relationship i could see: childhood or high school sweethearts | exes | engaged | married | long-term relationship | crushes | unrequited love | fling | long distance | online relationship | just dating | new relationship | toxic lovers | friends with benefits

tropes i'd enjoy writing for them: friends to lovers | enemies to lovers | exes to lovers | fake relationship / dating | forbidden love | grumpy and sunshine | star-crossed lovers | surprise pregnancy | second chance | soulmates | amnesia / mistaken identity | forced proximity | secret relationship | slow burn relationship

would i rather plot first or jump right in and see where it goes?: develop their relationship first | jump right in | something in between - i love chatting about ships! but we can also wing it and just have fun jumping around in the timeline, even. i'm really flexible about this sort of thing!

what now?: let's plot something | send me shippy memes | i'll send you shippy memes | write me a random starter | i'll write you a random starter

anything else i want you to know about me / my character / my shipping habits: i get obsessed so easily fr i just love relationships and exploring them and where they can go >:))))

[hidefire]

@ilingeron … drider starter call.

it has been a while since she has felt this clear headed. blood trickles down her chin, the drider basically overflowing from how much of a feast she has had. oh, the raiders would pay one day, she knew that, but she never knew it would be so delicious.

“thank you.” she says to her fellow survivor, the one who freed her in the first place. “thank you.”

[rattlesnakeshine]

@ilingeron from here

"Hrm." He couldn't remember doing that, but from what he'd been told by the guys and ghouls at Gomorrah, it sounded like him. With Anna, someone who he hadn't needed to pay to stay the night with him, the knowledge that he'd behaved so pathetically was terribly embarrassing.

"I, uh..." It felt like he hadn't had any water in days with how dry his throat was. "I didn't mean that. To do that. Or say that. I meant somethin' else." It's unclear what he means and he knows it, but he finds himself unable to clarify any further than that. His fingers pick at the sheets, his eyes glued to the fabric so that he wouldn't have to look at her beside him.

[redriighthand]

@ilingeron

the store front was empty and he fell back against the wall, his body feeling heavy. some days were harder than others but he pushed through it. the bell dinged and he tried to stand as fast as he could, his movements very obviously robotic and inhuman as he did so. glassy eyes glance towards the weathered doorway and he offered a strange smile at the woman, moving towards the old cash register. his hands were shaking, and he coughed slightly, black flecks speckling across the counter, but he spoke softly “good day! welcome to needful things.” he kept his eyes on the woman, head tilted slightly as he saw her move through his shelves towards him.

[radiaking]

+ memes / accepting!

@ilingeron said: ❛ I’ve never been very good at friends. ❜

         “Well, if you’re lookin’ for advice, you’ve come to the wrong place, sweetheart.”

[irradixnce]

"Come to bed. It'll all seem better in the morning." For Nick ❤️

Not the first time she'd caught him brooding outside the front door, and it definitely wouldn't be the last. Nick had promised to stay over for the night; not the most common occurrence despite their relationship, considering how hard it was to tear him away from his Detective Agency.

His cigarette burned away in the whip of wind swirling through the ballpark, his yellow eyes fixed up to the dark office of the Mayor. Already on the case, even if it was just in his head.

Nick hadn't slept. He couldn't. But where there was usually solace in powering down a bit and watching Anna nestle under his arm, tonight it was a harder respite to find. Her voice sent a flicker of guilt between his ears, soothed by a quick chaser of something warm and fuzzy.

Getting soft, Valentine.

"Yeah," he murmured. "Just... wanted a smoke. You alright, sweetheart?"

[thanatologie]

"Truly, a more despicable man I have yet to meet."  Harsh words, coming from Emmrich Volkarin; in the average wasteland parlance, were he inclined to use such, it carries as much venom as a hearty fuck him and the molerat he rode in on, directed squarely at Mayor McDonough's back.  Not that such criticisms have ever made so much as a scratch, that he's ever noticed, in the many times he's found himself in Diamond City at the behest of Jack Cabot.  He supposes it might be the oil that leaks from his pores.

Such...Uncharitable thoughts are, generally speaking, unbecoming, and he will acknowledge that, and not the primary item on his itinerary, but there is always something so distinctly unclean feeling, every time he manages to have the misfortune of catching one of McDonough's little 'speeches' to the populace enclosed within in the wall.

He mentally shakes himself, before directing his attention once more to his current companion.  "I do apologize, my dear."  He means it, genuinely; here he's come to inquire about a number of things, and has gotten distracted by the most irritating man the Commonwealth could possibly find under a rock and stamp with politician.  "You're looking well, at least."

@ilingeron liked

[mayoinomori]

are you Robin's type? [accepting] [x]

"What do you think, chicken or beef for dinner? Tofu? Are you more of a vegetarian?" She's gonna be at least gentlemanly and ask the lovely lady out for dinner before actually courting her~

Application: ACCEPTED.

@ilingeron

[blightworn]

♚ ♚ ♚ ♚ ♚ ♚ ♚ ♚ ♚ ♚

LOGAN !!!! i'm gonna cry you're such a sweetheart!! you've been such a wonderful person to meet, esp so early in my return :') i loooove your writing and anna sooo muchhhhh

[leondxs]

I love that Leo is big stinky to everyone but Anna. Favorite dynamic type.

what is ONE THING you like about the way i play my character?

@ilingeron

[empirewaste]

🌺 for Audreyyyyy

' i don't need you anymore! ' she shouts into the back room of the diamond boutique before storming out. she walks without thinking, exiting the ultra-luxe and crossing the street into the tops. she's made a few appearances since anna started singing at the casino, and they've agreed to an uneasy agreement.

anna lets audrey into the dressing room following her set, her questions about what's wrong going unanswered. she slumps into a chair, anna sitting beside her. breathing difficult, she takes a moment before finally letting out a quiet, ' i'm glad you're here. '

anna stands and goes to the vanity, plucking a marigold from an otherwise sad bouquet given from one of her suitors. she returns to her weary friend and kneels beside her. audrey watches, teeth worrying her bottom lip. the singer places the flower on the side of her hair, securing it with a bobby pin.

audrey grins and jumps up to look in the mirror, giggling in delight at the result. ' it brings out my eyes, don't you think, doll? '

[wandercr]

🌟

send 🌟 to force my muse to compliment yours.

❝ anna is so beautiful and talented and poised. ❞ she sighs. ❝ honestly, i'm kind of jealous. ❞