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The person I reblogged this from is someone I enjoy seeing on my dashboard.

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I want... ocs inspired by the ppl from the original mummy

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The one time I try to go to a drive in it decides to rain. Got myself so really Johnny Silverhand luck with drive in dates

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              𝖒𝖚𝖘𝖎𝖈 𝖆𝖑𝖜𝖆𝖞𝖘 𝖌𝖊𝖙𝖘 𝖍𝖆𝖒𝖒𝖊𝖗𝖊𝖉 𝖉𝖔𝖜𝖓 𝖙𝖔 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖗𝖊𝖊 𝖆'𝖘 .                𝖆𝖝𝖊,   𝖆𝖙𝖙𝖎𝖙𝖚𝖉𝖊,   &&   𝖆𝖚𝖉𝖎𝖊𝖓𝖈𝖊 .         k. eurodynes©️

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❝ ᴄʀᴀᴄᴋ ʏᴏᴜʀ 𝙍𝙄𝘽 𝘾𝘼𝙂𝙀 ᴏᴘᴇɴ. ᴘᴇᴇʟ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ʏᴏᴜʀ 𝘽𝙊𝙉𝙀𝙎 ʀᴇʟᴇᴀꜱᴇ ᴛʜᴇ 𝘾𝙍𝙀𝘼𝙏𝙐𝙍𝙀 𝙄𝙉𝙎𝙄𝘿𝙀 𝙔𝙊𝙐𝙍 𝘾𝙃𝙀𝙎𝙏. ʟᴇᴛ ɪᴛ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴛᴏ 𝙍𝙊𝘼𝙈. ʟᴇᴛ ɪᴛ 𝘾𝙍𝙀𝘼𝙏𝙀 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝘾𝙃𝘼𝙊𝙎 ᴛʜᴀᴛ’ꜱ ʜɪᴅɪɴɢ 𝙐𝙉𝘿𝙀𝙍 ʏᴏᴜʀ ꜱᴋɪɴ, ꜱɪᴍᴍᴇʀɪɴɢ ɪɴ 𝙔𝙊𝙐𝙍 ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ, ꜰɪʟʟɪɴɢ ᴜᴘ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʟᴜɴɢꜱ, 𝘿𝙍𝙊𝙒𝙉𝙄𝙉𝙂 𝙔𝙊𝙐 𝙁𝙍𝙊𝙈 𝙒𝙄𝙏𝙃𝙄𝙉…. ❞

                                     𝗶𝗻𝗱𝗶𝗲 𝗽𝗿𝗶𝘃𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗲𝗲𝘁𝗸𝗶𝗱 𝘃                                         𝗼𝗳 𝗰𝘆𝗯𝗲𝗿𝗽𝘂𝗻𝗸 𝟮𝟬𝟳𝟳 𝗯𝘆 𝗷𝘂𝗹𝗲𝘀

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Me not realizing it was V's birthday until my hubby posted about it ahahaha

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she’s not done but uhhhh @blackheartm 

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she’s not done but uhhhh @blackheartm 

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rodimus and i fixing the whole cyberpunk timeline because none of it makes sense and we need it for our new blogs and im screaming because math

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&&. Starter Call

lengths will vary but let me love u also if u want to plot beforehand just scream in the replies or smthing

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I think a lot abt the fact that V will never ever let anyone close enough to know her real name. The people I thread with who do, outside of like obvs Johnny’s bc he lives in her brain rent free and knows her name, are bc they are either her siblings or she has been around them so long they knew her before her parents left her. V is so afraid to let down the wall of V and have anyone meet Rey that it is so terrifying to her, it is so anxiety inducing to have someone call her Rey that she kind of panics. And I think. that is really telling about the emotional problems that she has when it comes to connection and attachment because of what her parents did to her by just vanishing into thin air. It gets worse when her old partner in crime, similar relationship that she has in-game with Jackie, brings her to Atlanta under false pre-tenses and she goes there as Rey because she thinks she is rescuing her parents and ends up tied up in all these contracts because of her old partner that even being Rey in Atlanta wasn’t really Rey. And that makes it worse, because some of the things she did in Atlanta, some of the things she had to do makes her hate herself and pushes her even farther away from her identity and her own name that it is absolutely soul crushing and heart breaking. V will never be Rey and Rey will never be V and it is such a hard thing for her to navigate some days she just talks to Bingus, her cat about it because it weighs so heavy on her. And at times she ties up her morals in trying to be one or the other or even at times both. Sometimes being with Johnny, having that second voice really helps her find the divide between V and Rey and helps her become more comfortable with being one or the other but like, she doesn’t decide to be her true self until the post-game verse and that is so god damn tragic to me.

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@militechnical​  sent: “I’m holding out for something more.” (jackie)

 It  didn't  take  much  after  Jackie  found  out  about  her  living  situation  that  she  moved  in.  In  fact,  over  the  few  months,  she  had  grown  to  know  Jackie,  to  care  for  Jackie,  she  found  things  easy.  V  found  being  with  him  easy,  and  that  was  such  a  rarity  in  her  life.  Heart  and  soul  under  lock  and  key  for  as  long  as  she  could  remember.  But  with  him,  it  simply  unlocked  and  shone,  her  being,  herself,  her  light.  There  was  just  something  about  him  that  brought  it  out  of  her,  that  brought  out  the  best  of  her.  But,  good  things  like  that  were  always  easy  to  mix  up  for  something  more.  And  for  a  moment,  she  lost  herself  in  the  thoughts  of  what  they  were  who  they  were.

 The  conversation  at  hand  falling  to  the  side,  she  forgets  only  for  a  moment  until  his  last  sentence.  Lifting  her  beer  to  her  lips,  taking  a  long  sip  to  mask  how  lost  in  thought  she  had  been.  Her  brows  furrowing  the  smallest,  a  small  gentle  crease  between  her  brows,  the  right  just  a  twinge  higher  than  the  right  as  she  looked  at  him.    ❝  What  kinda  somethin'  Jack?  Ain't  a  lotta  somethin'  past  what  were  doin'  fo'  people  like  us.  ❞      The  words  are  half-empty,  hollow  even  because  she  wants  more  too.  More  than  holding  a  gun  at  people  and  getting  drunk,  living  as  a  legend  was  not  always  a  dream  not  until  she  met  him,  and  it  was  not  what  she  wanted  in  her  heart  of  hearts.  

 Family,  that  was  what  V  wanted.  Cliche,  she  knows.  In  fact,  she  would  even  call  it  stupid,  but  that  lacking  touch  of  warmth  from  her  own  childhood  and  life,  it  made  her  want  it  so  bad  some  days  it  hurt.  It  hurt  in  her  stomach  and  chest  as  if  it  were  going  to  burst  from  between  her  ribs  and  kill  her.  But  to  share  that,  to  tell  him  that  it  may  be  too  much.  But  she  can  open  the  door.  She  can  always  open  the  door  for  him  and  see  where  it  takes  them.      ❝  Ya  know,  somethin'?  I  don'  think  it's  terrible  t'  want  somethin'  outside  o'  all  this.  ❞

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Things I need to make posts about that are important to V

Her trip to atlanta

her body scars

the meaning behind her tattoos

the one long term relationship she had

western movies and their impact on her.

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Older, smarter, prettier — you know the drill.

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I’ve been thinking a. lot about V and her getting emotionally involved in people. It’s heavy.

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I've been busy bc im writing cyberpunk fanfiction for university lmao