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The hands on his face made him close his eyes for a moment, and he moved a hand to cover one of Castien's. The storm of conflict raging in his mind calmed somewhat with this grounding touch; the doubts, the fears, all seemed so much less important. It sounded silly to think it, but it was true... Russell had never felt something like this for anyone else, and it made his chest ache to think that it could be taken away from him. Moreso by the call of duty, of honor...
He sighed quietly, a small smile crossing his lips. "You know how crazy that sounds, right?" he asked, his thumb stroking the back of Castien's hand. "And what would your people think of harboring a Brotherhood deserter, hm? Would they like you hitching your wagon to somebody like me?"
Castien wrinkled his brown with confusion as he listened to Rusty. There was something comforting about the hand on the back of his head cradling him like he was something precious. Logistically it was easy, at least in Castien's mind it would be. They'd wait till nightfall, he'd make sure the patrol at night was very well lubricated with alcohol, and a few stealth boys later and they would be out of there. Reaching up from where his hands had been resting on Rusty's sides he cupped the other's handsome face in his hands, thumbs caressing his cheeks. "You'd come with me. What a silly thing to say. We have so many possibilities. I could build you custom power armor and we could take over a raider hide out. Or there are plenty of abandoned buildings we could use. Or....or if you wanted you could come home with me. Like not just to visit. Forever. You and me in the vault..."
He finally had Rusty, the Knight knew how he felt now. The idea of losing him so easily after they both went out on this limb to meet each other's desires, well it would be more tragic than anything he could think of. "It's not so hard to restart your life, honest. I have practice you know"
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@mccnxhild
At first this was truly just a job to Russell, just someone he was supposed to guard as a favor to Felix, but somewhere along the way he genuinely started to like Devyn, even care for her, it was a weird sensation for him very new. He wasn’t even sure why he refused to switch with Nico and Levi, they were supposed to watch her over the night but he said he would rather stay, he didn’t need sleep. He had been standing outside her room and he peaked in her room seeing that she was asleep before heading to the kitchen to brew himself some coffee and as he waited he got a glass of water. He heard the soft footsteps approaching and he smiled fondly to himself before looking back “I hope you weren’t trying to sneak up on me, if you were I hate the be the bearer of bad news, but your footsteps weren’t anywhere near quiet Dev.”
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RUSSELL;;
I’ve been so into it lately. Well, as into it as I can be when I’ve got some time. And to say I didn’t like the game at first when I tried it a year ago. There were so many changes though and it just caught me off guard back then. So, I moved on to something else altogether. Until now.
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private;; russ & nate
ears-for-days-russel:
Alright! Just a minute! I’m coming!
Oh! Nathan! I’m not…I wasn’t expecting you so early. Er, come in! Come in.
@nathanbenson
You don’t seem so sure. I can wait outside if you want me to.
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"my heart feels - erect, at the very mention of thrift," tone only half-joking, gabe loved going through racks and shelves of random, usually invaluable shit left behind by others - their ears perking up only metaphorically at vhs tapes. "y'think we'll find something like fucking - creep? mr. peachfuzz himself? we'll watch someone in a fursuit yielding a chainsaw or staring desolate into the trees. i want their name to be buttercup."
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"so i was thinking. after i lock up here, you. me. thrift store." usually the next thing out of his mouth after i was thinking is less mundane. or at the very least nonsensical. "i was there the other day and someone left like, a shit ton of old vhs tapes. i didn't have time to go through all of them but i wanna see if there's anything weird in there. or someones home videos." and there it is. "like maybe someone accidentally donated their deepest darkest secrets."
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KEVIN & RUSSELL;;
ears-for-days-russel replied to your post: Are you gay for pay?
Oh my god!
I’m pretty sure I understood what it meant, but -- I prefer to pretend not to.
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RUSSELL;;
ears-for-days-russel replied to your photo: @branferro: Thinking of all those peeps being cold...
That’s a 3 on the naked scale.
We said NYE though. That ain’t it yet.
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JOSH & RUSSELL;;
ears-for-days-russel replied to your photo
SEA TURTLE!!!
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full name: russell benjamin oakley age: thirty-eight birthdate: november 16th, 1979 birthplace: london, england gender identity: cis male face claim: tom hardy nationality: british current residence: hammersmith type of resident: native occupation: unemployed workplace: n/a workplace relationship: “guh.” pronouns: he/him/his sexual identity: bisexual romantic identity: biromantic myers briggs test: isfj temperament: sanguine zodiac: scorpio reliance on horoscopes: “it’s bullshit” as he checks his horoscope heavenly virtue: diligence deadly sin: gluttony identifying traits: stubborn. devoted. grumpy. kind-hearted. well-meaning. private. parents: benjamin & sarah oakley siblings: christopher oakley (younger brother), olivia oakley (younger sister) other notable family: n/a relationship status: single nuclear family: one roommate children: woody (basset hound), bam bam (pitbull), weenie (dachshund), boomer (mutt)
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Russell honestly was expecting his shift to go over a bit more smoothly than it was, he anticipated just following the girl to her college classes and maybe going to her favorite cafe, what he hadn’t anticipated is Felix thinking it was a good idea to let Levi and Nico be in charge of her, because they hadn’t even noticed that she had slipped out of her bedroom and left, he wasn’t too worried because he knew there was only a few places she would go, when the library was a bust he decided to check her favorite cafe, and he wasn’t surprised when he saw her sitting in her favorite spot wearing a cap and sunglasses to try and disguise herself. He walked in sitting down in front of her sighing loudly “You know, you don’t have to sneak away from us, you could just say you wanted to go somewhere I promise we’d take you no need to runaway we’re just trying to keep you safe.”
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ears-for-days-russel·:
Perhaps. Are you saying you wouldn’t dance with me in the rain?
That’s exactly what I’m saying. Spontaneous, but very cheesy.
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THE IRISH;;
ears-for-days-russel replied to your audio post: Us Movie Soundtrack Remake - Luniz - I Got 5 On...
Haunting
I won’t be able to think about this song the same way anymore.
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PRIVATE;; NATE & RUSS
He begged me to visit him again and I couldn’t refuse. I think Bones and I have become good friends already. @ears-for-days-russel
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KEVIN & RUSSELL;;
ears-for-days-russel replied to your video: @qbwest: Tequila #thesongnotalcohol (via...
Swoon…
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however flustered myria seems melts in a matter of moments; her usual, bright grin taking over her features at the other. "i don't know - i could've been like, carrying a bouquet of like - death flowers. like, the really poisonous ones - belladonna, and like - nightshade, but those might be the same. foxglove! hemlock!" gets carried away for a moment, standing there listing plants that could kill you as her very normal ones stayed littered on the ground, forgotten for the moment - until she jerks back into focus. "they're not, though! that'd be like - super ironic." she reaches over - totally invading his space, in order to pluck another petal from his hair, "would you? i'm afraid like, a gust of wind will come and blow them all away - and it's like, not losing them, but like - what if the seeds carry and then they grow and then poppies goes out of business? and it's all my fault?" myria drops to her knees as she speaks, beginning to grab whichever flowers were closest to her - even the ones that looked particularly wilty now.
it is partially his fault, staring at his phone in his hand as he walks instead of watching where he's going all with a complete lack of spacial awareness. kind of inevitable that he'd knock someone, or something, over eventually. lucky for him it's just a face full of flowers. takes him a second to really register what happened, blowing the few stray petals that stuck to his face away with a laugh at her apologies and explination. "i think i'll live, don't worry about it." he feels a little bad — doesn't think its her fault she couldn't see around the flowers. not that he actually saw. just judging by the number littering the ground at their feet. "it's my bad." looks back at the flowers on the ground. they look fine to him, mostly, but he also thinks the half-dead flowers at the grocery store look fine. "I'll help you pick them up?"
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