Started an alt blog where I upload the pictures I’ve taken from my trips.
It’s mostly scenery and miscellaneous stuff that got my interest, but it’s there.
You can find it as coyotegirl-toebeans.
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Jimmy and Martyn lie, side-by-side, flat on their backs. They stare at the sky together.
"So," Jimmy says.
"So," Martyn says back.
"I mean, it's not like we didn't see this coming," Jimmy says. "I'm just saying. I'm just saying."
"Oh, yeah, sure. I mean, walking off the world into the void, a bit embarrassing and painful, that, but this has been coming since day one," Martyn agrees.
"And I mean, well, I'm me. Sort of stupid to go fight the dragon, isn't it?"
"I mean, at least you actually fought the dragon."
"Barely."
"Hah, yeah, you're right. Barely."
They remain lying flat on their backs. A star streaks across the sky. Jimmy considers wishing on it, but then figures he'll let Martyn do any wishing. Honestly, he seems to need it more. He's been sort of just sad since day one. On Jimmy's front, if it's going to happen, it'll just... happen. He's learned to live with that, almost.
Still stings, and he hasn't quite learned to live with it, but...
They're silent for a bit.
"You know, actually, this is normally the part of the game where I'm ready to start killing people," Martyn says conversationally. "I bet a lot of people are real scared right now. I'm a tricky bastard, and besides, it's not like we have another void to fall into now."
"Oh, good, because no one's scared of me," Jimmy says. "Also, you know, I don't really feel like killing anyone? I've never been good at that, the whole killing thing, though."
Martyn snorts. "That you aren't."
"Rude."
Another star streaks by. This time, Jimmy goes ahead and makes a wish: if it's going to happen again, he lasts as long as he can, and then everyone goes all at once. It's a silly wish. It won't happen. Not with so many people still green, it won't.
He's just...
"I'm not any good at killing, but I don't even feel a bit of the bloodlust, actually," Jimmy says.
"Yeah, me neither," admits Martyn.
"Just feel tired, mostly."
"Yeah?"
"Yeah."
"Huh. You know, I've got to say, I'm pretty tired as well."
Jimmy finally turns to look at Martyn instead of the stars. Flecks of void dance across his fingers, but Martyn's still looking skyward.
"Is it weird that we're tired instead of wanting to kill folks, you reckon?"
"Nah," Martyn says. "Think this is just a new way to make us do it."
Jimmy's not sure he really knows what Martyn means by that, but since he's never been much of a killer, he decides he won't say as much. Maybe Martyn understands what's going on better than Jimmy. Jimmy, however, thinks that the exhaustion isn't any kind of trick to get them to kill at all. They don't need a trick; they just need tasks.
Jimmy thinks the exhaustion is just being tired.
Gods know he's been tired for a while now.
Another star streaks by. Quick, and then all of them at once, he thinks. Quick, then all of them at once.
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Thinking about pre dating poolverine, and people just start calling Logan his handler because he keeps following Wade around, supervising him, stopping him from doing something stupid, making sure he eats, doesn't let him wander off too far, doesn't let him do anything too risky, etc and at first he thinks theyre hilarious for thinking he has control over what Wade does, until he realizes- Holy shit. He listens to me. But why?
While thinking about this, though, he loses sight of him and curses under his breath. "Shit! I lost him agian. Wade! Wade!! Winston!!" (Totally forgetting he could probably just smell him)
And he pops up from out of no where and is like "Ah- gross! Don't use my middle name!"
So he ties a balloon around him instead.
Logan loosing Wade for the 5th time in central station:
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