#gxnnut

[chaoticourier]

@gxnnut

[iamxiangjin]

@gxnnut || Continued from here.

      "The past is not so easily destroyed," he said with a touch of a frown. "There are such things as legacy, and bloodlines. Through them, the past lives on. And to try to bury it, you only fuck yourself over."

[ratherxintense]

@gxnnut​

It was late now, and much of the screaming and gunfire had died down. Streaks of flame from the burning tires outside cast a faint glow into the darkened motel. Every room had been checked, the occupants either thrown outside or executed instantly. Vulpes checked them over again, alone. As a candidate for leader of the frumentarii, he had standards to meet. Among those - no survivors could be left to slip away. Especially not degenerates such as these.

In the hallway on the second floor, he heard faint scuffling, followed by the sound of glass hitting concrete. Now, with the motel so much quieter than before, he traced the source of the noise instantly to a bathroom adjacent to one of the suites. Throwing open the door with one hand, he brandished his ripper in the other.

“Stop where you are,” he hissed. “Or face death.”

[ironboundwastelander]

The Bastard and the Wanker (Closed RP with gxnnut)

By most accounts, putting out a casting call for assassins is a poor idea at best. At worst it’s genuinely suicidal. Of course, a man who almost always has a pair of power armored goons at his sides can afford to do this sort of thing. He’d put the radio advertisement out over the past week and he’d kept his schedule clear. As the advertisement had said “If you need caps and are highly skilled with a gun, come to the Lucky 38 Casino at 2PM on any particular day. All applicants guaranteed an interview.”

Vlad adjusts his necktie a little, taking a sip from his drink. His office, formerly the place where he had met Mr. House, now the face of the pre-war billionaire has been replaced by the blank smile of Yes Man on the big screen. The new Autocrat of the Mojave has told him to be quiet unless spoken to or if it’s a crisis, since it unnerves people enough without him talking. He pours a glass of brandy and puts it at the position across his desk from himself as he checks his watch, seeing that the time comes close. If there’s an applicant, he’ll look courteous, if there’s not, then he gets two drinks. His two bodyguards shift their weapons, a plasma rifle and a laser rifle towards the door, just in case somebody tries something. When the elevator door opens, Vlad smiles and stands up.

“Good afternoon, welcome.” The instant the man enters several securitrons around the large room turn and watch.

[grandzealot]

ovo

hypothetical relationships || [ open ]

fo4. jin is so young if they get along richter will treat him like a son. atm richters inclined to be sarcastic toward him but honestly if he gets the sense that jin has had a hard life or that ppl generally dont like him it might make him develop a soft spot for him. given richter has started off interacting with him in a snarky manner he would be very slow to show any fondness outside of killing anyone he views as a threat to jin. hed probably scold him a lot. still talk sarcastically on the surface. not as stuffy as he usually is when in dadmode lmao

fc5. richter is younger in this verse but jins still too young shipwise* probably be kind of brotherly – tho in his chosen verse richter would be more inclined to treat him as a fellow soldier. potentially richter would feel a connection knowing jin found sort of solutions / balance / healing in joining the project bc richter experienced that as well 

( *also just... sometimes if i know a muse as younger in the mainverse even when our characters interact in different verses where their ages are closer it still feels like theres an age gap and i think that might be the case between richter and jin now no matter what lmao. )

[iculltheweak-blog]

i follow you for your great jacob portrayal! :3c and our thread on my ethan blog bc i love it

Thank you very much! Jacob loves nagging Ethan! 

[iinxsearchofxisolde-archive]

"Hello handsome"

Send me a “Hello Handsome/Beautiful” if your muse thinks my muse is attractive

   “Well thank you. You’re quite handsome yourself.” 

[peacefulapostle--a]

♡

If you like my blog, send me "♡"

THANK YOU!! <3

[daedalcs]

😢 Have they ever been cheated on by a partner?

Yes, a few times actually and it cuts her to the bone each time. Being a long term lover of hers can go one of two ways. Way one is a friends with benefits sort of deal, maybe loose on the friends part. It’s a use and be used sort of ordeal with nothing really attached. Way two is a real commitment. Something that both her and her partner are invested in emotionally and Jean is a ride or die type of gal so whatever they go through she’s there for them 100%. Both times that she’s been cheated on it was the second type of relationship and it really hurt her bad. 

[geigerxcounters-blog]

listen.

@gxnnut​ // con’t from here

     “I mean - she might. She doesn’t even wanna talk to me.” 

[8thcourier]

@gxnnut

one fist thumps, somewhat indelicately - on the top of the stereo unit.  there’s a trickle of power, not a lot, but it should be enough to get the thing to play the small raft of holotapes he has laid out on a table behind him.  

as jericho has something of a knack for repair, you might be mistaken for thinking he’d attempt to fix the damn thing with something other than brute force.  but - from experience - sometimes the most subtle way to repair something was just to beat it into submission by sheer force of will... or sheer force of fist.

to his surprise - and ushering forth a sense of smug satisfaction - something inside the housing knocks and rattles ( probably a damn bloatfly larvae dead in the mechanism... ew ) - but the tape clicks into the slot and begins to play --

‘if you find this, i’m heading to concord.  i don’t know where you are, but i hope you make it there.  i’ll be waiting at the church with the others....’

when those tapes play, he always tries to imagine the person on the other end.  what they might look like.  who they might have been ( past tense... there’s usually not too much hope that either creator or intended recipient still survives... though it’s not entirely unheard of... and as a ‘courier’, there’s something about messages that has him collecting them like a crazed magpie ).  he also kicks back into a dusty armchair in the abandoned house - picked clean of most valuables at some point, eyes closing as he listens to the voice that emerges from crackly and tinny speakers.

‘...if you haven’t got there by the fourth, i’ll leave the bag in the sewer grate behind the speakeasy.  god, i miss you.  please come as soon as you can.  i don’t like these people.  i don’t trust them...’

well - a mystery bag from a mystery person with mystery contents.  that’d certainly give him something to do tomorrow.  when there was a little more light on the situation... poking around in sewers was never a splendid idea, even at high noon.

he’s almost lost in the voice - almost... but not enough to hear the creak of a door on rusted hinges, protesting at some force behind it - and he’s thumbing the hammer of the .44 at his side, just in case whatever was intent on coming through wasn’t exactly -- friendly...

❝ i appreciate it when people knock - not that it’s my house but - y’don’t wanna be givin’ no one a surprise - jumpy people make for jumpy trigger fingers... ❞

[nicematrixed]

mistletoe, probably on purpose :3

mistletoe! // accepting!

      “ did you know that real mistletoe was poisonous? that’s kind of funny when you think that it’s use was - oh! ”

      it took him a moment to realize that there was a significance to this particular holiday ornament - most, he assumed, were tradition simply because it was an old-world belief that had managed to survive, and any significance was lost over the years, such as the multicolored lights that he could occasionally spot in larger settlements where certain frivolous things like decoration were more commonplace. 

       without hesitation -once the initial confusion had passed-, he leaned in to kiss jin, laughing quietly and taking jin’s hands into his own.

@gxnnut

[afleetingimpressixn]

@gxnnut spun the wheel! // the Aubrtaur

The world had definitely changed since the Aubrtaur had last visited it.

The beast strode across a wasteland littered with the broken bones of ancient buildings, the ever-present tingle of radiation dancing across his skin, only to find it impenetrable. The earth had been reduced to a pile of rubble; the Aubrtaur almost wondered whether he had left the Circles at all.

Why would an incubus leave home for this?

His ears perked. In the distance, a familiar sound - gunshots. A sign of human life? 

A source of food, for a hungry concubus demon. That was where the Aubrtaur would begin his search. 

[headshothistory-blog]

starter for @gxnnut​

“You cost a pretty penny, but you’re damn good with a gun kiddo.” She said, ambling out towards the Capital Wastes. She was tired of the Commonwealth, mostly because it was boring, and there was nothing to do. So, she’d hired a merc and started off.

“You talk much, or is this gonna be a long walk?”

[distantpagesandpapercuts]

“slurred words”

Send “slurred words” to hear my muse describe yours whilst ridiculously drunk.

“I don’t know shit about the kid besides his.... ‘business’. And hey, I’m not one to judge.” Kira raises her hands in self defense for only a moment before they drop back to her sides.

“We haven’t spoken really, but I’ve seen him around. He’s real cute~” Kira grins widely, “I don’t think that he’s into girls, but mostly I just think he’s cute to look at. I can understand why he’s probably popular. 

I wish he’d... understand that he’s really sweet and worthy of more than he thinks he is.” Kira huffs, rolling her eyes, “Who am I though to talk hu?”

[iculltheweak-blog]

❝ i don’t understand why you’re acting this way. ❞ for soncfseed

“You don’t understand?! How many fucking times have I told you to stop looking for that book! Do you need me to make it clear in another way? Do you want me to beat your ass? Do you need sense beat into you because I DONT UNDERSTAND why YOU keep testing my fucking patience with your stubborn ass behavior!”He growls and covers his face with a hand. Breaaaaath. Don’t turn into your father, Jacob...even though Ethan is pushing you. You have to be calm. Don’t let your anger control you. “I don’t want any more of our soldiers going out to help you. I don’t want you going out there alone. I don’t want you getting killed, hurt or captured by our enemies. Don’t you understand? Hunting, fine. Defending territory, fine. But looking for that book is a pointless task for you to continue putting yourself and others at risk for.”