Tw: Idk But I Feel Like I Should Put Something Here Bc It's Death Stranding. Y'all Already Know.

tw: idk but i feel like i should put something here bc it's death stranding. y'all already know.

small, first person story of higgs waking up after returning from the seam. it's been in my docs for a while and i never posted it. so have at it.

Death doesn't stop the tide

Darkness. It's the only thing I see before I realize my eyes are closed. I'm suspended in the air with only a moment to look at the sky before being jerked down to the ground. God, I really need a cigarette. It's what guys in daddy's movies used to say when bad things happen. Or I could use a beer right about now. I never really understood it until I found out I can repatriate. ‘Cause this shit sucks ass.

I'm not able to properly collect my thoughts before I start gagging. I can feel my intestines trying to rid themselves of something I didn't ingest. Before I'm able to stand up, I'm puking out a tar-like substance. I can hear daddy’s voice yelling at me for letting it out on the floor. If my throat wasn't sore I'd laugh it off. I manage to push myself at least a foot away from my black shit pile. It's only a reminder I have to live out this miserable life.

I heard stories that repatriates are supposed to remember their time in the seam. I'm not sure if they're fake stories meant to poke fun at me or if I just can't remember. There's talk of some guy remembering it all. Sometimes I wish I could be like him. He's a fucking hero! He isn't tied down by some company and does a few hard orders. I don't remember his name but I'd love to be like him someday. Though I have to say I'm a little cooler. He probably doesn't have what I have.

Which reminds me. . .

My ability to sense the monsters is getting real dim. I know what it takes to get it back but I don't know if I can do it. There aren't very many bad people around these parts. Just young preppers who still have plenty of time left to live their life. But I need the power. It's the only thing keeping me safe and alive out here.

No, I'm not gonna worry about that now. I need to get up and figure out where I am. And that's what I do. Patting off any dirt that accumulated on my suit, I check my surroundings. It isn't a lot to go off of. Dirt, grass, trees, rocks, tar, all normal for this side of the continent. I can pretend to know where I am– Just for now. I manage to stand up fine on the third try, the world just barely spinning by now.

I've been dying my whole life. I should be used to this by now and just when I think I'm fine- Gah, it fucking hurts. Like my ribs haven't yet fit back into the spot they're supposed to be in. My brain is too fuzzy to remember how I died, but I know it'll come back to me in a few minutes. Which just means I have to relive the horror of whatever it was. my day barely started and I’m already wishing for it to be over.

I just… I just need to keep moving. There’s plenty more orders to fill before lunch time.

guys im literally back to posting yknow what that means

the abner fandom on tumblr is so crazy bc one second you see "prison mustve been rlly hard for abner to cope with bc of the power dampener and the constant teasing + the virus" and then keep scrolling to see "abner x fem!reader" with the tag mommy kink (/neg)

thought of this headcanon early on tiktok and finally got around to drawing it

abner keeps a plushie around for when he's upset. he sleeps with it so he isn't alone. whenever the rest of the team is upset, he just gives them the plush. he doesn't know what to actually do so it's the thought that counts. her name is bubblegum :]

i forgot to make this post earlier but- TOM NOOK ARRIVED!! im so fucking in love with this plush

he says hi

listen guys i realize the build-a-bear thing was overhyped and all BUT I STILL BOUGHT ONE. CATCH ME NOT PAYING MY ISLAND LOANS WITH MOTHERFUCKING TOM NOOK CHILLING ON MY COUCH WITH ME

make him watch as i spend his money on absolute bullshit