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[astrandofgold]

standard good as gold

does exactly as he’s told

pull his strings and watch him dance

make him think he has a chance

#my art #good god he frustrated me this time around 😂🙈

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YAY I’m so glad they arrived safely!! 🥹🍕🙌🏻

I LOVE THESE!!!

now I have to find a place for them 😩

@astrandofgold

#thank you so much for buying!!

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Yeaaaaaaahhhhhh look at that computer!! 🥹♥️

This is what I did tonight instead of writing. 🙈🙈

But look how cute they are!! 😍😍😍

(Also the stickers are by @astrandofgold . You can find them on their ko-fi store by the same name! They also have prints, non shiny stickers and other fandoms. 🥰 this wasn't meant to be an ad but here we are. 😂)

#I need to add more to my iPad istg #I only have the round Higgs sticker 😂🙈

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I finally updated my shop with some of my oldest merch items: my UCA Cuties stickers!

#death stranding #higgs monaghan #Sam porter bridges #DS fragile #artists on tumblr #art #my art #artblr #stickers #artist on kofi #Kofi #kofi shop

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#taps the sign #don’t make me get out my many papers on Higgs’ trauma

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Bunny boy Higgs for Easter.

#FUCK #YES #I will help wipe away your tears because what you did here is nothing short of a freaking masterpiece #ponytail Higgs is god tier #other people’s art

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🥹 whoops my hand slipped and I painted baby girl

hmmmmmmmmmmm who gave him the right to have such pretty eyes i'm gonna end it

#I couldn’t see this and not paint it #I’m tired af but man I had to do it #can’t resist him #anyway #this is such a great edit OP!! #my art

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Happy birthday, and thank you for all the inspiration 🤘🏻

#forgot to reblog here too lol #troy baker #my art

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Lies are simple, truth is complex Murder in the name of personal comfort Just remember, they surrendered

#JESUS FUCKING CHRIST #HAPPY EASTER TO ME #I GET TO LOOK UPON THIS WTUNNING ATUNNING MAN WITH MY OWN EYES #this is not fair #higgs monaghan

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You could hear his breathing in the silent office, a calm, soothing sound even as your fingers worked gently to clean and dress his wound. You weren’t sure how he was so calm in this situation, it hadn’t been minor. “Oh Pete,” you had quietly admonished him when he walked into your office, even as you felt a rising warmth in your body at the thought of him always returning to you for aid, his boyish grin lighting up the room. As you focused on the final steps, hands working on their own, you were acutely aware of the way his lashes framed his blue eyes, the way he absentmindedly moistened his lips with his tongue, the way his fingers drummed on his thigh as he sat patiently. You can tell when his eyes dart over to yours, and you catch his gaze, his eyes getting that iconic crinkle around them as he smiles quietly, keeping his secrets to himself. It takes all of your will power to silence your rapidly beating heart now drumming in your chest. The two of you were away in a quiet bubble, away from the rest of the world, away from the rest of the employees in his company. You were alone, together.

There were no words to describe the elation you felt each time he came to you, the fleeting moments you got to be near him, feel his warmth radiating off of him, the warm scent of his cologne permeating your senses, feel his scarred skin under your fingertips. It was enough to keep you craving the next moment. You wanted nothing more than to have this same moment under different circumstances, one where he wasn’t in need of aid from some MULE attack, or a slip on a rocky cliff. It was enough to drive you to tears after he’d leave, the silence screaming in your ears as his absence became painfully obvious. But for now, he was here, inches away from your beating heart as you patched him up again.

As you finish up, your hands limply rest in your lap as you wait for him to leave you once more. He hesitates, and you notice the way his lips part for a moment, the way his throat moves as he swallows heavily, the way his bright eyes look at you earnestly. Anticipation burns within you, but he thinks better of what he was going to say, and murmurs a soft thanks. He gets up and leaves, the color and energy he brought with him leaving as well, leaving you with your hands clenching the fabric of your outfit, shoulders trembling as you fight back tears. You ached for him, longed for him as you got to know him all those years working for him. There was an inherent need to be close to him that you couldn’t describe or explain. Everything about him drew you in, welcomed you, brought life to you, yet time and time again, you let him slip away. You knew he was the one, even if it was a sentiment you didn’t truly believe in. He was different.

And it was this state of emotional anguish that you were in when you felt a gentle hand on your shoulder, soft hesitation holding it back, and you know it’s him, it’s always him. It has always been him. You turn to meet his eyes, and your heart races as you catch his gaze, the way his eyes soften as he smiles down at you, and he kisses you. Soft and passionately, hungry and longing and all the million little things going through your head all fade until they’re focused on one thing. The way he feels against you. The way his hands bring you in close. The heat from his body, the scruff of his beard, the way his cologne permeates your mind.

All of it is him. And all of it will always be him.

#Got this stuck in my brain again #movap photos reminded me about it *nervous laughter* #*mocap

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growl in my ear one more time and istg 😩

#oh dear FUCKING GOD #HELP #whoops I’m pregnant 🤷🏻

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OVERHATED CHARACTERS POLL: Amelie (Death Stranding)

Feel free to explain your position in the comments or tags, but any harassment, over-the-top fighting, or personal attacks will result in you being blocked. Do not attack real people, be they fans or creators, over fictional characters.

#voted for deserved more hate lmao #Amelie used everyone and dumped Higgs like garbage when she didn’t need him any more #she’s a bitch #respectfully #also to anyone that likes Amelie we’re cool I mean you no hate at all ♥️

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Pardon me while I go jump off a cliff

#jumping right off that cliff with you #god I’m so glad we finally got some photos from this mo cap session

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The way he looks at her, with admiration burning in his blue eyes, it’s enough to send the world spinning. The way his kohl-lined eyes crinkle as he smiles when she speaks, the briefest touch of a slender hand against his shoulder. The feeling of being unseen in the meeting room with fellow porters, the gnawing, burning nausea when his eyes look over you with indifference. It’s so much. It’s too much.

You stand up, or maybe you were always standing, the ground rushes away from you either way, and you mumble out a quick apology to Fragile, your eyes never leaving the floor, and you rush out of the room. Down a hallway, around the corner, until you collapse on the floor, back against the cold metal wall. It’s too much. It’s all too much.

You wanted so much more, you wanted more than casual quips as you collected your orders, more than the occasional status calls on your cuff link, smoky voice lingering in your mind long after he hung up. You wanted more than the desolate nights in a random safe house while he slept elsewhere-in her bed?-you wanted him to see you. You wanted him to look at you with those blue eyes in a way that he didn’t look at everyone else with.

Maybe it was time to move on, you had heard Bridges was scouting out some of the talent at Fragile Express. Maybe you could start over, move away. The thought was like a cold shard to your core, never seeing him again. But this, this wasn’t sustainable. You didn’t dare think that some day he might suddenly notice you. That was too much to hope for.

You didn’t dare hold your breath with anticipation to see who belonged to the set of footprints echoing down the hall. You knew it would never be his. And yet, you know that pattern, that long stride, steps that were normally relaxed were now striking off the walls, a staccato down the hall. And it was his voice, worried and stricken with fear, calling out your name. It was him.

It was him.

#I woke up and chose angst #got around to rereading my older stuff and jfc forgot how I could actually write #so anyway have this Peter angst #death stranding #Peter englert #higgs monaghan #my writing

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This song has been bouncing around my head for the past couple years as such a Higgs song, and I need everyone else to have it bounce around their head too.

#death stranding #higgs monaghan

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Coffin telling Higgs he had to harden his heart to survive… He was too soft... once. Once upon a time, Higgs Monaghan was too soft, cared too much, and wore his heart on his sleeve. Once... he was just Peter.

...I'm unwell.

#fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck #crying sobbing throwing up #god this makes me so fucking sad

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Imagine sleepy morning sex with Peter. Neither of you are quite awake, hands slowly exploring, morning breath mingling as your bodies slowly rock together. Neither one of you is in a rush to finish, just enjoying the cozy comfort of the moment.

#😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 #yes please #can you imagine his morning voice???