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Far Cry 5 + ND : the characters’ reaction after finding out the Judge is the Deputy.

Posting two headcanons posts in a row because I just finished writing this and I absolutely love it. Just… thanks to the anon who requested this. 💖😭 Writing this made me really happy and I think I needed it.

Also, please request more stuff with Nick because I love writing about him omg.

Kim Rye

From the first moment she sets her eyes on the silhouette, she knows it’s the Dep.

She doesn’t really know how to react because she’s just speechless.

So, one evening, when the Judge is alone in a corner of Prosperity, Kim takes Carmina with her and decides to introduce them.

She doesn’t confront the Judge about who they are.

“Hey, I just thought you might have wanted to meet my daughter, Carmina”

The Judge acts all nervous and she hears an anxious and nostalgic sob behind their mask.

“Someone really brave and caring helped us on the day of her birth.”

Carmina is weirded out by that comment. Like wtf mom ??

But at that moment, the Judge understands that Kim knows.

She takes their hand and the Judge squeezes it a little.

They’re happy to meet again after all this time, even if they both stay silent.

Nick Rye

Kim is the one who told him about it.

He’s hot with rage when she talks about how devoted they are to Joseph now.

“That’s bullshit ! After all this time, the Dep just betrays us like this ??”

So he goes to find them, determined to give them a piece of his mind.

But when he finds them, he suddenly recognizes all of their mannerisms ; the way they move, their hand gestures…

And he just breaks down in front of them.

“Hey, Partner,” he cries.

The Judge stops moving, shocked.

Nick sits next to them. He’s crying but acts like he’s not.

“It’s been a while, huh ?… You’ve seen- huh… You’ve seen your goddaughter ? She grew up quite a bit. Would’ve loved to have you around to teach her how to live… Kim says she makes her think about you, how you were back in the days… ”

The Judge puts their shoulder against Nick’s. He gives them a little push.

“We all missed you.”

They spend the whole night talking together… Or rather Nick talks and the Judge listen quietly, sometimes snickering or grunting a little.

The partners are back in business together.

Sharky Boshaw

It takes him a while to realize it.

But he slowly starts to notice how similar the Judge and the Dep are…

And it always seems like they’re trying to reach out to him ? But they never do it.

So he starts dropping hints about his suspicions when the Judge is around…

“Once, my best friend and I took back a whole outpost with nothing but our flamethrowers. It was wild, man. Do you… like flamethrowers ?”

“My best friend’s favorite weapon was a bow as well… What a coincidence, huh ?”

So eventually, the Judge understands what he’s trying to do and they reveal who they are to Sharky.

At which point he just hugs them. He’s a bit angry at them for disappearing for so long, but his happiness is just so much stronger that he can’t stay mad.

“Man, I knew it was you. I knew you couldn’t have died… You’re too awesome to die !!! We’ve got a lot of things to catch up on, huh ? Come on, let’s grab a drink.”

So the Judge follows Sharky and the spend the next few days together.

Sharky talks about the good old days or what happened to him after the Collapse.

He’s a bit frustrated that his best friend won’t talk to him (and he has tons of questions)… But they’ve never been a big talker so he’s just happy to have them by his side again.

Hurk Jr.

He sees Sharky hanging out with the Judge more and more so finally he wonders why.

“Sharky man, why are you hangin’ out with that weird masked dude so much ?”

“Hurk, that’s the Dep.”

“WHAT ?!”

Almost instantaneously, Hurk goes to find the Dep and make sure it’s them.

When he confronts them, the Judge nods quietly and Hurk just breaks down.

“DUDE, it’s really you ?? I missed you, man. All those crazy adventures we had ? Man, that was some good time. OMG, I’ve got a kid now dude. I’m a daddy ! You wanna meet Blade ? We could teach him some cool shit together !!!”

So the Judge follows Hurk and he introduce them to Blade. They’re really careful and afraid to hurt this little kid.

“Hey, I know you’re already Carmina’s godparent and all… But I was thinking that, maybe, you could be Blade’s too ? I don’t know man, I just want him to grow up as awesome as me and Sharky and… you. You know ?”

The Judge hugs Hurk. They’re crying behind their mask…

I LOVED WRITING THIS. 💖

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Into The Spiderverse Characters As Things My Peers Have Said

RIPeter: I want to Kashoot myself

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Miles: George Washington Carver

made peanuts

Gwen: ??? He didn’t ??? Make ??? Peanuts???? He made peanut products????

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Noir: I’d love for my house to smell like a sharpie.

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Peni: I want to die

Peter B Parker, an adult that is support to enforce self love: Yeah, me too.

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Ham: the best part in the live action Scooby-Doo movie-

Peni: here he goes…

Ham: is when Scooby is on the beach or whatever and yells, “I AM. SCOOBY. DoObY. DOOOOOOOO.”

🅱️eter: fascinating.

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Miles: *listening to rap*

Noir, whispering: the modern world disgusts me.

So judging by the cinematic Zero Hour, apparently Rein/Brig/Echo and of course Genji and Mercy already "met" before joining Winston in Paris, or was it complete coincidence ? How did it go ?

Well my working theory was that Rein, Brig, Echo, and Genji were already moving to converge on Gibraltar, since presumably that’s where Winston’s Recall was coming from. 

Mercy is a bit more complicated because we know Baptiste called her to warn her that Talon would probably be targeting her, but we don’t know if she would go rushing back to the arms of recalled Overwatch–after all, she has the voiceline on Gibraltar of “Overwatch was shut down for a reason, maybe it’s best it stay that way.” So if Mercy was also heading to Gibraltar from where she was doing relief work in the middle east, it might not necessarily be to join Overwatch, but to compile information on Talon with Winston and make sure other former Overwath members are safe. But we do know she rushes off to wherever there’s trouble, so if she heard Null Sector was attacking innocent civilians in Paris, she’d come swooping in to the rescue. And I do think she would still value her former teammates (She was definitely still close with Genji, as hinted at with their letter-writing) and she would want to help and protect them if they were also protecting the civilians of Paris, as well.

 I wouldn’t say it was a ‘coincidence’ so much as “There is a huge robot invasion and everyone’s stepping up to fight because that’s what heroes do.”

More symbabies please? I love your ficlets!

The gravel beside the hedge crunches and two worn trainers shuffle into view. Sleeper tenses, trying to scoot back further under the hedge.

The shoes shift, one threadbare knee comes into view, and then a large dark eye.

Sleeper whimpers softly to himself, tensing to run-

The eye blinks, then drops down a bit further- the dirty face of a young boy. He makes soft little squeak-kissing noises, rubs his fingers together.

It’s not- threatening. Not yet, anyway. Sleeper shivers, it’s still raining outside. He doesn’t want to run.

“Here bunny.” The boy reaches very slowly under the hedge, still rubbing his fingers together. “It’s okay.”

Sleeper’s nose twitches, it don’t mean anything to him- but the host wants to come closer- the little fingers suggest the boy has food, and the rabbit is hungry.

He hesitates, but when the boy’s hands stretch in almost far enough to touch his fur, he scuttles back into the roots of the bush.

“Okay.” The hand pulls away. “Just stay here.”

He stands up, and the tatter trainers crunch away. Sleeper huffs in relief, suddenly aware of how fast his little rabbit’s heart is beating. The host stirs fretfully in the back of their mind. It’s hungry, it’s never gone so long without hay.

There’s a little wispy grass under the bush. Sleeper gives it a tentative nibble, it’s tasteless and stringy, and the rabbit looks longingly at the thick lawn just beyond the hedge.

There’s a clatter of pebbles, and the trainers are back. Sleeper shoots back into the roots, huddling down in the shadows.

“I’m here.” The boy sounds out of breath. “Just thought- you might be hungry? And rabbits like vegetables?”

He kneels down again, and reaches his hand out- not as far in as before, but Sleeper’s nose twitches at the strange, faintly alien smell.

But not alien to the host’s mind.

Food.

The boy opens his hand, revealing a few slightly crushed lettuce leaves. “We didn’t have any carrots.” Apologetic.

The host desperately wants to lean in and nibble. Sleeper hovers; is this safe? People wouldn’t be giving food to animals they wanted to kill, right? But what about- poison?

He really wants his parents here.

“It’s okay.” The boy whispers, “You can eat, it’s safe.”

He remembers Eddie gently moving him out of the way of a cluster of bottles- ‘ah-ah, that’s poisonous. Not safe, not for kiddies.’

Poison isn’t for children to use, so the lettuce is probably safe. Sleeper shuffles forwards, far enough to lean in and snatch a mouthful.

It’s wet and floppy, slippery between his teeth. Sleeper grimaces, but the rabbit is delighted, munching and munching, and when the boy’s hand moves away, just a little, they shift forwards to keep eating.

Back and back and suddenly Sleeper stops. They’re out in the open, on the gravel. The boy is squatted beside them, adding little strips of lettuce to the pile in his hand.

“It’s okay.” And his voice is soft, gentle. He’s not his parents, but- it’s soothing all the same, and Sleeper really, really wants to believe everything is okay right now.

The boy’s free hand lowers, and touches them on the shoulders. Both Sleeper and the rabbit freeze, but the boy doesn’t grab them, doesn’t hurt. His hand is gentle, running through their fur in gentle strokes.

“‘m not gonna hurt you.” The boy continues, stroking them over and over, pausing the scratch behind their ears. It feels so good, almost like being held by Venom and Eddie, Sleeper slumps down, rolls on his side and closes his eyes. The panic is fading, and under it, he’s exhausted.

They hear the coming rain before they feel it, a low rhythmic beat on the roofs and tree leaves. The heavy drops splash on their ears, on the soft coat of underfur at their belly. Sleeper starts up, trying to fluff up his rapidly soaking fur.

The boy pulls up his coat to shield them. “Hey,” he whispers. “Want to come in with me? It’s dry in there, and I can get you more food.”

Sleeper looks up and down the street. A car passes in a haze of rain, slashing up a wave of gutterwater. No Venom, no Eddie. They can’t stay here all night.

He hops closer to the boy, and when he reaches down, doesn’t try to run. The boy picks them up gently, one arm under their bottom, bracing all four paws on his chest. It’s- not great, but okay, and the boy is warm and dry.

“Well done.” The boy whispers, and hurries into the house.

They clatter in through the front door, and Sleeper catches a glimpse of a dark room, a chair and the shimmering screen of a TV- then they’re going up the stairs at top speed. The boy ducks through a door, and quickly closes it behind them.

“Okay.” He whispers, and switches on the light. Sleeper blinks as the sudden blaze of light hurts their eyes.

It’s a small bedroom, a bed half hidden under old clothes, more clothes strewn over the floor. A little desk is huddled by the window, buried in books. The boy shoves the clothes off his bed, and makes a little nest in the blankets. “Here, it’s warm, I’ll just go and-”

“BOY!” A roar from downstairs.

The boy tenses, “Just- stay here, okay? I’ll- sort something out-”

“GET DOWN HERE!”

The boy puts them in the nest, strokes them again quickly. “I’ll be right back. I’ll get you more lettuce, okay?”

“DO YOU WANT ME TO FETCH YOU?”

“NO, DAD!” The boy yells back. “Just- don’t move, please. If he sees you-” he winces. “I won’t be long-”

“GET THE FUCK DOWN HERE DYLAN.”

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