Higgs Monaghan - Tumblr Posts
sam: why do you wear all those masks??
higgs: to hide my sexy
DOOMS - A small, 187 word writing
At the end, she was there. In all her beautiful glory. Higgs adored her; she gave him his power. In return he carried out her wish to fulfill her destiny. She was an EE, something he wasn't afraid of. Something he worshipped like a goddess of death.
He wasn't sure if he was madly in love with her or if it was the power going to his head. He travels to her beach everyday; thanks to the bridge baby she awarded him. He tells her stories of her brother and how he connects America with certain preppers. How Sam spends his day in hot springs watching his own BB– which he's named Lou, Higgs thinks it's ridiculous– swim around. The more time Sam wasted the more impatient Higgs grows. Multiple attempts at speeding up the process have been turned down by Amelie. Patience, She says.
Maybe he didn't want to be patient. Higgs wanted to make her proud. This inevitably will make her disappointed; in time she'll realize how grateful she is for having him. He'll show her how great he can be.
Her harald of DOOM.
hot take but you cannot tell me higgs wasn't getting pegged by amelie during their private sessions on the beach
another higgs edit because i love him
ac: me ❤️
edit account: flxming.sun on ig! plenty more higgs and other fandoms there!
pov: they're madly in love
spoiler warning for the final battle
forgot to update on this post but ultra gold tastes terrible. he'd do it for the aesthetic, yes, but he'd drink ultra fiesta for the taste no doubt. that bitch would LOVE some mango flavored shit
so monster energy exists in death stranding. i'm not saying anything but... this is what higgs drinks
higgs: sam, i need your opinion on this.
sam: what? you're naked??
higgs: exactly
death stranding as john mulaney quotes because i dont think its been done before
Sam Bridges
Higgs Monaghan
Heartman
Cliff Unger
Amelie
Fragile
Deadman
Die Hard-Man
Mama
the fact that i don't look or sound like higgs is a CRIME
todays the day bitches
dad: hey, what do you want for your birthday?
me:
guys im literally back to posting yknow what that means
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.
hello death stranding fandom, it's been a while
Some works used to post on twitter
Higgs can't spell
The name's Higgs.
The particle of God permeates all existence.
Some cowboy AU
Idk I was playing rdr2 and this thing just suddenly came into my mind🥹
Another Cowboy AU post arrive🤠🤠
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