#herwillmadereal

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    “ Fool me once, shame on you, fool me twice, shame on me. ”

[wilhelmj08]

@herwillmadereal

It was a Thursday, around lunch time in the Blackwatch Base. Everything was calm. No calls, no emergencies, no problems at all really. It was truly a calm day. That was until a loud knocking came to the Blackwatch Science and research lab.

BANG! BANG! BANG! The Giant slammed his fist against the door over and over. He had been here for five minutes, waiting for his “friend” inside. Of course his “friend” didn’t want to see him. Hence the long wait. Though he was used to it. This is what he had to do every time he came to visit her. He didn’t mind of course. It was nothing compared to what he dealt with when trying to get ahold of Genji or Gabriel. So the Giant stood there with a warm smile on his face as he continued to slam his fist against the door. Yelling at the top of his lung.”DOCTOR! I AM HERE FOR MY CHECK UP! HAHA!”

[deadlockled]

herwillmadereal replied to your post: ♚✦❀

FIRMLY GRISPS THIS

IM LOVE U N ALL THE THINGS WEVE SPOKEN OF I’D DIE FOR U !!

[viperose]

          “I'm not afraid to get my hands dirty.” / @herwillmadereal. call.

[hystericalbrat]

Happy Pills 

@herwillmadereal

The corridors were dark at this time of the night. Dimmed down. Cold. As cold as the floor was as Vicky’s sock-clad, calloused little feet pattered their way down, away from her quarters towards the labs. 

It was late. Too late. The paper journal she kept as a confidante wasn’t enough for her to spill what heavied her heart- she had no reason to be feeling as angry and miserable as she did. These putrid emotions swilling inside her... she’d usually ignore them, or take one of the pills the good doctor would feed her. She loved those pills. 

Those happy, happy pills. 

They set her mind ablaze and made her feel... euphoric, in a way. She wanted to feel that euphoria- she had gone through her stock of pills quicker than she had expected and now felt beyond miserable, falling victim to the effects of withdrawal. She needed those pills.

She wanted them now.

Clad in old shorts and a hoodie she had stolen from one of the burly tanks, she snuck into the lab- managing to bypass one layer of security by repeating a pattern she had managed to memorise, and another simply because it wasn’t there. 

The security in front of O’Deorainn’s lab was off. Odd. Very odd. Not odd enough for Vicky to second-guess it, however, as she slipped into the room, into the shadows, rudiculously unsubtle thing that she was, and started to look around for the pills she so craved. 

... Surely, no one would be around. Why would they be?

[violentnonretirement]

herwillmadereal replied to your post: please for the love of god tumblr please stop...

you’re going to SIT THERE and you’re going to THINK ABT YOUR EDIT

PLEASE. IT’S JUST THERE.

WAITING

[mnimimou-blog]

"There you are, my dear Pasiphos." Moira greets coyly albeit as grandiose as ever as she strides into the room with a brown paper parcel sealed with gold trimmed crimson ribbons. Offering it to them, she stands tall, proud of her offering. "It's a little keepsake, something to remind you of your time here." Inside would be a large, beautiful deep pale indigo shawl with rich, gold accents in the shape of roses and white lace trim.

Oh, what wonders language was- and every time that Moira spoke, it was a kindness. A balm to a needy soul that craved the attention- and the sound of Moira’s accented tones.

The parcel is eyed as they lounge, a stream of data before them- details of their last patient. The labyrinth could be adjusted this early in the treatment. They had information to gather. But that could all be put on hold for the Irish woman and that odd parcel. Brows rose and they tipped the display away, allowing Moira to stride closer.

Oasis had been a kindness to them, and they would be sad when it was time to leave.

They sat up, eyes glittering with interest as they took the offering, flipping it open to reveal the gift inside. There’s a little gasp as they pull it from the bag. Such a beautiful item- so finely crafted with deep colors and delicate details- down to the golden threads and the trim.

“Moira, darling, it’s absolutely breathtaking,” they stood in a fluid motion, the hood and its cape set on the seat they had previously occupied, and the shawl replacing it. The piece matched well with their clothing, and they spun once in a gentle motion, glee on their face. “I will treasure it- as I have my time here.”

Though, as they hugged Moira, they knew well that it wasn’t because of the gift itself, but the one that had supplied it.

[sixbled]

@herwillmadereal || hhrrgggg dummy thicc starters

      ❝ ‘ey, moira. i ain’t feelin’ so hot. mind givin’ me a check up or somethin’? ❞

      they’re just barely in her office, leaning on one large prosthetic in some attempt to seem like they’re absolutely able to stand on their own -- though it’s very evident something is wrong with the way they’ve broken out in a cold sweat && the wall is cracking where they lean.

[bluesunsdusk]

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[apoapsis]

anyway, Epic Memes(tm) aside, my ‘i couldn’t sleep’ to-do list is:

- talk to people, my fucking lord bro. i really haven’t talked to 80% of ppl i know :/ - try 2 draw....  the eternal struggle :( i need to draw my own sigma content again :( - fucking FIX MY MOIRA ICONS... and go back on her blog (herwillmadereal if interested)           --> if you wanna plot for moira tho message me here bc i am not on that blog LMFAO - do some FUCKING REPLIES FINALLY... mebbe start some new threads too 👀

[ivoryspill]

i don’t know if i’ll ever rp here again, given aizawa’s had so much development since i last actually followed his arcs so.......... 😂😂

if you’d like to still rp w/ me, i’m over on

- verumaeternus (main) - carrionfeigned - endeclin - s-kepsis - apopasis (bnha au) - herwillmadereal (bnha au)

[verumaeternus]

current active blogroll:

♥ next to a blog means it has a bnha verse bc this is my main fandom

b.nha 

- this one obvs - carrionfeigned [mimic] - endeclin [twice] - s-kepsis [skeptic]  <-- i definitely wanna go on here more ;-;

o.verwa.tch

- herwillmadereal [moira] ♥ - apoapsis [sigma] ♥           -> may remake my roadhog

ste.ven  un.ivers.e

- butwewon [canon multimuse]

[s-kepsis]

blogroll

s-kepsis (you are here) // [main] verumaeternus // chronostasis [main] endeclin // twice [semi-active] carrionfeigned // mimic [semi-active] v4n1shed // kurogiri [semi-active]

[bnha au] herwillmadereal // moira [semi-active] yearcfsilence // prof. venomous [low activity] stasismort // shiro [low activity]

[deadlockled]

Moira won't give her girlfriend the succ but she /will/ plop herself right in Ashe's lap while logging some notes from earlier in the day.

      THE ACTION SURPRISES HER but she doesn’t push her off – no, instead she just readjusts herself so the pair can be more comfortable as ashe wraps her arms around moira’s midsection, moving to lean against her shoulder.

      ❝ y’know, there’s plenty a’ chairs, moira. ❞

      it’s teasing – her tone playful instead of angry or serious – as she lets out an amused chuckle, thumb running itself over the other woman’s stomach.

      ❝ can’t believe yer gonna use me as a seat an’ not even pay attention to me. ❞

[viperose]

herwillmadereal / post.

sometimes the best victory poses are the ones currency cant buy

        I hope you’re proud of yourself in knowing that I burst out laughing at that, YOU’RE RIGHT

[ridesagain]

D&D STATS.  ( ref. )

STR.   22 ( +6 )    DEX.   12 ( +1 ) CON.  15 ( +2 ) INT.   15 ( +2 ) WIS.  15 ( +2 ) CHA.  6 ( -2 )

tagged by: WITH THE RIGHT CREDIT NOW, @primedspecimen DID tagging: @eyelied, @spiiderdad, @herwillmadereal, and @doctorscrders! some of my newer followers, as i’d love to learn about your muses!