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Don't get a lot of sleep, do you?
G'day everyone. Just woke up.
...What did I miss.
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Really? Shame you weren't one of the performers. Reckon you'd do a great job posing as a clown.
G'day everyone. Just woke up.
...What did I miss.
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I'm doing alright. I slept like a log last night.
G'day everyone. Just woke up.
...What did I miss.
#gunners-and-chatters#gunners-and-banters#// idk if thats an australian term or not but i looked it up and its origins are in spain so uh. idk man#// im using it anyway even though my only point of reference is The South™#// ANYWAY im gonna play animal crossing
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Mornin' Doc.
G'day everyone. Just woke up.
...What did I miss.
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Did you like my song?
-🍳
I'm going back to bed.
#gunners-and-answers#tf2 rp blog#tf2 roleplay blog#rp#rp blog#roleplay blog#tf2#team fortress 2#tf2 sniper#🍳
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G'day everyone. Just woke up.
...What did I miss.
#gunners-and-chatters#gunners-and-banters#tf2 rp blog#tf2 roleplay blog#rp#rp blog#roleplay blog#tf2#team fortress 2#tf2 sniper
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// GOOOOOD MORNIIIING (aka I am FREE from my hiatus)
howdy! it's been awhile, sorry it took me about... over a week to get back (i think? time is confusing) I really needed that break.
i'm still a little bit tired from writing but i am ready to return to this blog and respond to asks again, and i've definitely missed being present here haha.
sorry if this is awkward, just wanted to make a note that hello, hi, i'm here, i'm back :]
#behind the curtain#ooc#ooc post#mod post#// i dont feel comfortable expanding exactly on the irl stuff i will say#// unfortunately that hasn't exactly stopped but it is calming down a little bit#// the only thing i will say on that is that someone moved in with us about a year ago (us as in me and my family)#// and has been... less than pleasant basically
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// hey everyone! i think it's a little obvious i've been a bit inactive as of late, and that's because of some IRL stuff in combination with me being a bit burnt out from writing.
i'll definitely give an update when i'm back from Writers Block Hell but as of right now, this blog will be on hiatus for a little bit. (won't be a long time, however I can't exactly give an estimate for how long it will be.)
thanks for reading and i hope you all have a good day today!
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"No! No." Mick pulls back as he attempts to suppress his dread, taking note of his expression to try and piece it together. "Never. You're fine, love. I just…"
He slips his hand from Lucien's and begins to rub the back of his neck, tapping his foot in thought. He gives up with a defeated sigh and a shrug. "I don't know. It's something with me."
Knock, knock.
"Mon chéri? Are you in here? I... I have an offer for you, if you are not too busy."
- @the-spy-red
It's been boring, these past few days. At least for Mick, anyway. He's reserved himself to tidying up whenever he's so inclined, although most of the time has passed with him taking apart his guns, or carving up what ever he can think to in the moment.
Which leads to now, with him sitting at the dining table as he idly thumbs through a magazine. The contents of it are useless to him, only skimming through it to occupy his hands as his thoughts primarily drift into nonsense.
The knock tugs him away from his mind, a sense of relief washing over him as he pulls himself from his seat and approaches the door, peeling away the blinds to look back at Lucien before wordlessly opening it with a click.
"Eh…" He glances back at the magazine, only now crossing his mind that it happened to be one on fashion. "Nah, I'm not. What did you have in mind?"
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Mick hums against him and nuzzles in closer, like a rabbit chinning its food. "I know." He whispers, giving his hand a light squeeze. He chuckles, feeling a bit silly over it all.
"Just a bit out of my depth, I reckon. Never been good at this sort of stuff, so…" He shifts his weight uncomfortably. "Just get nervous, is all. I'm quite alright, though."
Knock, knock.
"Mon chéri? Are you in here? I... I have an offer for you, if you are not too busy."
- @the-spy-red
It's been boring, these past few days. At least for Mick, anyway. He's reserved himself to tidying up whenever he's so inclined, although most of the time has passed with him taking apart his guns, or carving up what ever he can think to in the moment.
Which leads to now, with him sitting at the dining table as he idly thumbs through a magazine. The contents of it are useless to him, only skimming through it to occupy his hands as his thoughts primarily drift into nonsense.
The knock tugs him away from his mind, a sense of relief washing over him as he pulls himself from his seat and approaches the door, peeling away the blinds to look back at Lucien before wordlessly opening it with a click.
"Eh…" He glances back at the magazine, only now crossing his mind that it happened to be one on fashion. "Nah, I'm not. What did you have in mind?"
#gunners-and-lovers#sniperspy#//<- yaaay! happy to hear that!!#<- // im still probably gonna be a bit slow since im still recovering but im no longer coughing or nauseous which is great ahaha#// Mick is trying his best. he's not good at affection ;;
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Do you have/intend on getting a pet?
Don't got one currently, and I dunno if that'll change anytime soon.
I've thought about getting one, sure, just don't reckon it's a good idea right now, you know?
Still, it would be nice to have a hunting dog.
#gunners-and-answers#tf2 rp blog#tf2 roleplay blog#rp#rp blog#roleplay blog#tf2#team fortress 2#tf2 sniper#// hed probably like a farm dog too#// any dog thats super active and runs around hed enjoy i think
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Sniper tenses up as she recalls everything, tightening his knuckles and clenching his jaw as he attempts to steel himself with a deep breath. His expression is unreadable, worsened by the lack of visibility with the shades.
He holds up a hand after a minute and pulls open the window to let in some fresh air, approaching the bed to pull out a pack of cigarettes which has been left stored beneath the mattress before patting his pockets for a lighter.
He thumbs through the pack and pulls out the first cigarette he feels, bringing it to his lips to light and letting out a puff of smoke through the window, relaxing his shoulders.
"Right." He coughs, "Continue."
It’s cold in the base tonight, much to the dismay of one specific mercenary- a new recruit. The type of cold that locks your fingers into place, the tips feeling like ice.
Unfortunately, such temperatures can cause restlessness, leading to Newbie roaming the halls, footsteps fading into background noise as they search for something to preoccupy themselves with.
Which brings them to now, where they spot Sniper’s lonely van through one of the many windows, small from how far he’s parked from the entrance of the base.
It’s close enough to see the lights are still on, however. It seems the two are sharing in their insomnia, unbeknownst to the sharpshooter.
[ @gunners-and-feathers ]
// IM SO EXCITED MWAHAHAHA
*Newbie stared at the van from her window. She stood in a basement, maybe the supply room, hoping to see something she could use, but she got distracted. She wore a red sweater, and some fuzzy pants, pajamas she was gifted to a few years ago.*
*Newbie was hesitant, her eye twitching. She looked away from the window, frozen and still. She looked at the stairs she came down on and ran up them again with a small feeling of fear, deciding to get dressed into her usual work clothes.*
( aghhwhhh small time skip 👅👅)
*Newbie walked forward, her eyes staring blankly at the sand. She slowly stopped and looked up, her eyes on the van. Her pupils dilate and focused on it, adjusting her goggles. Her eyes narrow slightly and she started walking again, taking a small breath. Newbie raised her hand, pushing her cap down.*
*Newbie stood beside the van, stating into one of the windows before circling around it and finding a door. She looked down at the steps and took a step on it, knocking on the door.*
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Mick attempts to will his hands to stop shaking as he leans down to bury his face in the crook of his neck, breathing in his expensive cologne.
“ 'S alright.” He mumbles, tracing across the back seam of his suit. “Nothing to worry too much about.”
Knock, knock.
"Mon chéri? Are you in here? I... I have an offer for you, if you are not too busy."
- @the-spy-red
It's been boring, these past few days. At least for Mick, anyway. He's reserved himself to tidying up whenever he's so inclined, although most of the time has passed with him taking apart his guns, or carving up what ever he can think to in the moment.
Which leads to now, with him sitting at the dining table as he idly thumbs through a magazine. The contents of it are useless to him, only skimming through it to occupy his hands as his thoughts primarily drift into nonsense.
The knock tugs him away from his mind, a sense of relief washing over him as he pulls himself from his seat and approaches the door, peeling away the blinds to look back at Lucien before wordlessly opening it with a click.
"Eh…" He glances back at the magazine, only now crossing his mind that it happened to be one on fashion. "Nah, I'm not. What did you have in mind?"
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// starting to feel a bit better so i should be more active today, hopefully 👍
#behind the curtain#ooc post#mod post#ooc#important#// idk how i got sick or where it came from or even what it was still imma be real but im glad its going away now#// i was like 'ehhh stomach bug???' and then 'ehhh flu???' but my symptoms are weird#// idk we'll see. but my stomach isnt hurting anymore so thats a good thing
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// just a quick note that i've unfortunately come down with a pretty bad stomach bug so i'll probably be super inactive today (or the subsequent days) while i try to feel better because aughhh. too tired to do much at the moment
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Mick stands in shock, staggering on his words as he stares at the apple, now pierced by two arrows and threatening to split into two even smaller parts. Maybe it's pride, even despite the admission from Lu that he does in fact know his way around a bow.
He's snapped out of his daze when Lucien taps him on the shoulder, and he can't help but allow his wide smile to spread across his face. He chuckles and leans into his touch, lowering his arms to support his waist. "I'll keep that in mind."
He catches his lips in a proper kiss when he begins to pull away, both arms sliding to the small of his back where he gives him a squeeze. Even despite his newfound confidence in this little ritual of theirs, he still finds himself trembling without question.
Knock, knock.
"Mon chéri? Are you in here? I... I have an offer for you, if you are not too busy."
- @the-spy-red
It's been boring, these past few days. At least for Mick, anyway. He's reserved himself to tidying up whenever he's so inclined, although most of the time has passed with him taking apart his guns, or carving up what ever he can think to in the moment.
Which leads to now, with him sitting at the dining table as he idly thumbs through a magazine. The contents of it are useless to him, only skimming through it to occupy his hands as his thoughts primarily drift into nonsense.
The knock tugs him away from his mind, a sense of relief washing over him as he pulls himself from his seat and approaches the door, peeling away the blinds to look back at Lucien before wordlessly opening it with a click.
"Eh…" He glances back at the magazine, only now crossing his mind that it happened to be one on fashion. "Nah, I'm not. What did you have in mind?"
#gunners-and-lovers#sniperspy#// and he is VERY sensitive to physical touch#<- // i will also keep that in mind as the writer ahajka
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