
Hi! I'm Lina. 37, She/her. Goth lolita, collector and Chef. Hal Emmerich's waifu. Trying to learn photography 📷Sony ILCE-5000 📸Sony DSC-H400 Amateur writer. Here you can find: Things about my MGS, Dragon's Dogma, self-insert/self-ship and OCs.
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"Gathering Strength Wherever I Could, I Ran With The Daggers, Plunging Them Into The Creature's Ribs,


"Gathering strength wherever I could, I ran with the daggers, plunging them into the creature's ribs, the force of the impact sending blood coursing through.
There was a whimper, as if the beast had been a small dog on its last gasp of life.
Hal was panting, sweating, looking at my face.
- Arisen... your clothes...
I touched my leather armor, the wolf's blood spreading like water. Kicking the beast aside, I offered my hand to help him up. He nodded and took it, standing."

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the fact that he does this before typing (at least) twice
hal, im gonna beat you up


"Your love so sweet like an open flower
I'm dizzy from the time we spend together
I need that honey drip every hour"




being hungry about making content of my pair, but constantly struggling because I have to choose if it's MGS or DD content, and if they're drawings, photography or writing. (Old meme re draw because is how I feel)

4, MGS 🤭

I guess I can say that I don't really know what love is.
Okay. That sounds weird.
Of course, in terms of the concept of the word and its meaning, I have knowledge of what love is. Brotherly and parental love is also something I could consider knowing and having.
But to have a girlfriend?
I want to believe that I won't make a mistake again. I want to believe that this time it won't be someone who will overwhelm me with her strong character, and that it won't be "Stockholm syndrome" or downright "taking advantage" of me as Snake has mentioned to me on other occasions. The fact that we met under strange circumstances clearly doesn't help me understand myself, and sometimes I'm not sure if this will be another desperate attempt to cling to a person who shows me a hint of affection, Giving crumbs to the love-hungry man that lives inside of me. And it's that when you're 37 years old, when you've been alone for the most part of your life, when you have a company, economic stability, a house to live in, a daughter, and an unconditional comrade like Dave waiting for you every day.
What else is there to live for? Of course. Filling the emotional void.
The past two years I was entirely dedicated to the legal issues of Sunny's adoption and Dave's health situation, which was temporarily improved thanks to whatever is up there, giving me more time to accept what was happening to him. Anyway…
I know, as he said… I have the right to finally rebuild my life. And at that very moment. She appeared. And now, as I look in the mirror while shaving, I realize how I let her get into my life without even analyzing her, desperately making her mine… I can't control how inexperienced my sentimental side is, like a boy in the body of an almost forty-year-old. Oh damn! I've accidentally cut myself. A thin red thread of blood escapes from the cut, leaving a trail that I watch carefully on the sink as I turn on the faucet to clean myself. Like the red thread that I romantically believe connects us.
Just like her hair, which was fanned out on my bed on the day that we made love for the first time… And after less than half a year of being together, I am already hers…
Because I believe she is everything I never had:
A friend with whom I can talk, a sister with whom I strive for a harmonious world, a mother who comforts me, and a lover who patiently brings out the best in me and makes me blossom.
The long awaited soulmate.
And no matter how much I try to clean that cut, the red ink of our love already stained the inside of my soul… And I can't forget how you let yourself be seen without restrain
I still remember how yesterday I could feel with the palms of my hands every curve and every line of that body that not long ago was... A complete stranger to me.



"I don't know what kind of God the humankind have a commitment to.
But what I could understand from the texts was exactly what I was seeing.
A being that is looking after you, understanding and embracing.
Like my Arisen."
