#& atlas 003

[cephalopistol]

random brief cyborg 009 resurgence

[destinedgray]

Time: Wheneverrrr Location: The Pyramid Characters: @acolyterose​ & @destinedgray​

Aren had managed to open the entrance to his home beneath the Pyramid after he’d woken, unearthing and uncovering the door that would lead down a very steep and very deep tunnel with crumbling stairs. But he had kept the door tightly shut for a reason. Valsharra was still moody after waking up from her very long hibernation and, until she felt up to spirit, she would need to remain isolated from the rest of the druids. Though the Archdruid was hoping to bring the drake to Nettelia’s home to help guard Oztalun’s tree once she was ready.

“I was looking for you,” Andreas said, offering a light smile when he turned the corner and saw Atlas looking up at the ancient door. “I, um... wouldn’t try that one.”

[naturesesme]

Atlas had lost his mother and Esme had been there by his bedside while he recovered from the trip to the past, bringing him water and letting him tell her all the stories that he wanted about his mother or anything that he wanted to distract him. The tables had flipped and, emotional as Esme was now, she could have cried simply due to the fact that Atlas had grown and changed so much. And she loved him. Her rude, honest, silly and gentle little friend. Gratefulness and affection squeezed at her heart as he spoke.

Tears ran down her cheeks at his words and she snuggled closer to his shoulder as she let them fall, letting the love, the anger, the grief, and everything else just overcome her. In that silence she stayed for a while until eventually she changed the Netflix show to a really bad horror movie. They watched it, Esme found herself finally smiling. She obliged to take a shower once Atlas left.

END.

There were some things that Atlas just didn't talk about, he talked about his mother being sick, he talked about her dying, he talked about what she'd been like when he was a kid, and he didn't have a problem saying that he missed her. Someone had told him that grief was just love persevering, he loved that and he hated that all at once. "Hate him if you want to hate him, if it helps you for a while. No one gets to tell you how to grieve, it's your choice." Atlas watched the octopus as it moved across the screen, oceanic traits were interesting though truthfully the druid had always had something of a fear when it came to open water. More childhood trauma he'd reserve for another time. "You love him, and you miss him; that doesn't stop just because you're mad at him."

[withonly-sweetheart]

don't get lost in heaven, sweet girl...

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in honor of chase atlantic's new album drop, this is a small event that i really did think about scrapping until @idyllcy did hers a while ago, so i decided to fml and do this

rules

send in a request for any of the songs listed below (or any of ur favs *eye emoji*) and a character listed below, and i'll write a little something for it! if you have another character in mind, don't be shy to reach out and i'll try my best to work it out!

characters i'm writing for include but are not limited to:

resident evil: leon scott kennedy, carlos oliveira, ada wong, luis sera, chris + claire redfield, ethan winters, helena harper

thg: peeta mellark, coriolanus snow, haymitch abernathy, finnick odair

misc: soren from the dragon prince, zuko from atla, connor from dbh, joel miller from tlou, jim lake from trollhunters, monty from 13rw, jack frost from rise of the guardians <- please hear me out on these...

TRACKLIST PREVIEW

001. die for me - zuko

002. heaven and back

003. doubt it

004. slow down

005. ricochet - connor

006. friends

007. angels

008. swim

009. right here

010. meddle about - ada

011. moonlight - serennedy

012. hurts 2 hate somebody

013. church

014. her - helena

015. tidal wave

bonus track titles:

talk slow

angels

stranger things

drugs and money

ohmami

no friends

paranoid

+ audience requests!

think that another good rule of thumb is that if at least half of these get requested, i'll write those and just fill in the rest myself! <3 have fun fam

[atlasofthestaars]

THE MASTER LIST

feel free to call me tea/atlas/star! she/her! 20 yrs old!

if you're wondering @seaofstaars is my primary!

RULES

NEW ERA

Various Mortal Kombat Kharacters x Reader! Follows a plot that somewhat follows the main story of Mortal Kombat 1.

.001 / .002 / .003 / .004 / .005 / .006 / .007 / .008 / .009 / .010 / .011 / .012 / .013 / ,014 / .015

MORTAL KOMBAT 9

none yet!

MORTAL KOMBAT X

ERRON BLACK

soft dom/sub hcs

MORTAL KOMBAT 11

CASSIE CAGE

heart to heart

MORTAL KOMBAT 1

LIU KANG

heart to heart

comfort in you

KUNG LAO

heart to heart

RAIDEN

heart to heart

a helping hand

comfort in you

JOHNNY CAGE

heart to heart

comfort in you

KENSHI

heart to heart

REPTILE

heart to heart

SCORPION

heart to heart

SMOKE

sick days

heart to heart

comfort in you

SUB ZERO

general hcs/nsfw hcs

for you

heart to heart

SHANG TSUNG

heart to heart

MILEENA

heart to heart

KITANA

heart to heart

ASHRAH

heart to heart

HAVIK

heart to heart

[liknws]

good for the plot line [ masterlist ]

⎯⎯ PAIRING: han jisung x oc ⎯⎯ TAGS: rockstar!3racha plus jeongin, non!idol au, lovers to exes to enemies, one tour bus instead of one bed trope, subtweeting but in songs dropped during concerts ⎯⎯ RATING: 18+, mature ⎯⎯ WARNINGS: excessive drug and alcohol use, addiction & recovery (reader is an addict), mentions of sex and sexual themes (non explicit), depression & anxiety experiences, each chapter will have it's own warnings

⎯⎯ SUMMARY: it's been three years since the break up, three years since leaving the band you helped start, three years since you've even talked about your ex. not only have you been able to avoid talking about him, but you've been able to avoid him all together. until that same band you helped start decides to change labels and not a single person warned you that your safe place was about to be invaded by three men you'd do anything to avoid.

⎯⎯ PLAYLIST: gfy - blackbear / i hope - gabby barrett / be alright - dean lewis / plot line - emlyn / war with my mind - crimson apple / break your heart worse - crimson apple / youre not special - maggie lindemann / b.o.m.b. - emlyn / my happy ending - the weight of atlas / bite me - avril lavigne / marry me - thomas rhett / shes so gone - naomi scott / like we used to - a rocket to the moon / need to not - jordan davis / back to december - taylor swift / breakups - seaforth / hate my favorite band - nightly / heartless - the weeknd

click here to listen to the playlist!

⎯⎯ STATUS: ongoing

001 — it's all felix's fault 01.5 — our song 002 — "i hope." 003 — wants vs needs

⎯⎯ Q & A: accepting

meet and greet

[cheyohara]

“Of course I would,” a slightly stressed smile turned the corners of her lips up, “but it doesn’t take away from being a little surprised as I never knew that about you.” Though, Chey supposed there was much she didn’t know about the tall man who’d spent most of his time with her older brother. A person she did her best to avoid. “Has it always been a thing or is this something you’ve recently found and have a growing interest in?”

Another reference to the sweet girl in his hold drove hazel to flicker in the toddler’s direction and move over her before quickly catching back up to Atlas’ earthy tones. Even there, the professor couldn’t hold his gaze and she’d end up focusing obscurely off or completely panning around as though she were checking out the scenes of life unfolding around them. Of which, Chey was, and it was reasonable, there was just a certain nervous quality to her movements that indicated something uneasy was bubbling under the surface. 

“Maybe you can take her when you go,” she shrugged with mild anxiousness. “It could be a cute daddy and daughter thing.” That made her smile. This was the first time really seeing him in fatherly form and nearly having been a parent herself the thoughts alone were endearing. 

“It’s okay,” the brunette assured, “I don’t mind one bit.” Perhaps her heart was cracking within her ribcage, as though she were experiencing loss all over again, but it was a pain she was more than willing to take when it came to the opportunity to hold such a sweetheart. It felt like a cruel tease of the universe of what might have been and what was no longer her future, yet this was a torture that Chey welcomed as the small warmth pressed against her side. “Aww,” the professor tucked her chin and attempted to snatch Maggie’s angelic gaze, “I hope she knows I really like her, too.” Voice soft and sweet, the back of her index finger ghosted the child’s doughy cheek.

“DNA is an interesting thing, and she might just do better than the both of you.” It was meant to sound more of a tease than the tightness of her throat allowed. Emotion was tough to keep in check and at bay, and Chey cleared her throat gently in hopes of reigning it in and willing it away. Later she could break down, right now she wanted to be present and soak up the experience. Hazel jumped up from the toddler who was sounding out some words and giggling at the rest, catching Atlas’ invitation and answering with a nod. “Shiny, and I’m sure you know how kids are, they want whatever is in your hand or someone else’s hand if it caught them.” It was how they explored and learned. “She’s okay,” another smile flashed his way, until Maggie wanted to go back to her dad Chey would hold her until her arms fell off. “Maybe it’s not the same but I’m used to lugging stacks of books and papers across campus and sometimes art materials. I’m stronger than I look.” Which was true and false, almost equally. Part of her was completely falling apart at the seams while the other was used to holding it together. / @atlaswilliams

As a teenager, he'd radiated an energy far from that of which he'd actually been. While he posed as an asshole jock with nothing better to do than stir trouble, he'd been far more layered that. His comic collection had grown weekly and his love for classic film and music had been well hidden beneath his facade.

"Would you believe me if I told you I've been thinking about joining a D&D league? I guess the comic book shop over in University meets up. I was watching a game with Mags earlier. She seemed interested too," he mentioned as his gaze fell to the toddler who had taken an unbridled interested in Chey, despite the mention of her name that was normally enough to capture her attention, if only for a few seconds.

He'd given it best shot at redirecting the toddler's curiously elsewhere, but much like her mother (and himself, he supposed), she wasn't willing to budge. "Funny, I swear she normally doesn't do this. She always latches onto me." Some days, it was hard to get anything done when all the blonde child wanted was to snuggle into his chest and tug at his beard in between fits of giggles. "Guess she really likes you."

Curiosity tugged at him as gaze swept over glossy hazel hues. He'd held a similar look plenty of times, perhaps Chey was finding as much beauty in those baby blues as he always had.

"Still trying to figure that one out. Her mom is an even bigger a-s-s-h-o-l-e than I am and that's saying something." He watched in silence for a moment as Maggie's own curiosity showed in the form of a wide eyed look. She'd always been a friendly kid to everyone, but her willingness to linger in Chey's arms was a first. A first that flooded his chest with warmth.

A drawn out 'yes' fell from the toddler's mouth, followed by the attempted echo of the word swords and a giggle from Chey's animated speech. "You want to come check out the stand with us? There's a guy making them just around the corner. I think she just likes how shiny they are. I can take her if she gets too heavy. You never know how much a kid weighs until you lug them around for awhile."

@cheyohara

[rededgeevents]

ᴏᴀᴋ ɪꜱʟᴀɴᴅ ʀᴏᴏᴍᴍᴀᴛᴇ ʟɪꜱᴛ

First Floor: 001: Silas Rivers & Sienna Johnson 002: Illiana Fuentes & Kyle Hale 003: Emersyn Michaels & Flynn Gilbert 004: Luke Myers & Emma Eklund 005: Pogue O'Connor & Elena Dawson 006: Leighton Whitlock & Elliot Booker 007: Maverick Anderson & Ocean Simmons 008: Max Turner & Nova Rockwell 009: Klaus Richards & Marc Hall 010: Sloane Ross & Marisol Monroe 011: Anastasia Hill & Lucas Roden

Second Floor: 001: Aurora Thompson & Chase Knight 002: Lana & Noah Rodgers 003: Teddy Wintson & Melody Hastings 004: Theodora Murphy & Georgina Russell 005: Jeremy Fellows & Katerina Lopez 006: Paco Florez & Ivy Fitzgerald 007: Alejandro Fuentes & Nicole Balliol 008: Brooke Barlow & TJ Cohen 009: Elijah Cavannaugh & Serena Bennett 010: Kirby Sinclair & Kennedy Simpson 011: Brittany Miller & Austin Barnes

Third Floor: 001: Logan Slater & Atlas Quinn 002: Olivia Bardot & Petra Cromwell 003: Freya Smith & Killian Quinn 004: Damon Henderson & Kinsley Argent 005: Mila Monroe & Tanner Sommers 006: Tyler Dupont & Autumn Hawthorne 007: Beau Williams & Arrow Ellington 008: Emmett Hills 009: Savannah Cooper & Paris Astor 010: Archibald Deaton x Eric Rose 011: Donny Keller & Delcan Mitchell

Fourth Floor: 001: Bradley Callan & Lucia Rossi 002: Cyrus Thompson & Jared Madden 003: Caleb Peace & Jasmine Harris 004: Valentina Lopez & Bonnie Brook 005: Alexa White & Wyatt Baker 006: Callopie Adams & Jayce King 007: Lydia Brown & Vincent Baxer 008: Shane Nichols & Devin Carter 009: Jax King & Juliette Maddox 010: Mariana Florez & Kiara Langford 011: Rosalie Collins & Jack Sterling

[piperslovebot]

Bloody Kisses

wc: 255 | ao3 | ATLA Mayday Rarepair Month 2024: week 3 || domaystic prompts (@atlararepairmonth): 003, food | fandom: avatar: the last airbender || rated: t+

[ariesgamesandminis]

Another huge restock from Iron Wind Metals!

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[feiiizhu]

Temp Verses post for the time being;;

:x: verse 001;; || Misc/Undecided - Verses catchall. Not sure where to put something or just rather default if nothing is specific about a thread. Mainly for threads taking place post book 4 / post comics~! ㅤㅤ

:x: verse 002;; || Book 3 shenanigans (just before and during) ㅤㅤ

:x: verse 003;; || Time skip and Book 4 shenanigans ㅤㅤ

:x: verse 004;; || Master with tattoos or Opal knows how to bend soundwaves and infrasound ㅤ

:x: verse 005;; || Childhood well before Book 3 (I hate how rude they made little Opal in RoTE. She was such a sweet character, how could she be so mean as a child??? nah. Mine is not like that. She tries to befriend and be sisters with Kuvira. but most likely Kuvira would try and push her away) Since there's not a lot of resources of child Opal, I'm going to use an icon banner for those threads.

:x: verse 006;; || I had this idea last time I had my blog, so I'm gonna add it again. Opal is an Equalist in book 1. She lives in Republic City with Lin, and leads a double life. Villain arc! ㅤㅤ

:x: verse 007;; || But irl verse, Opal's fc is Maki.Horikita. (I could change if anyone else has ideas? but I've used Maki for years and I'm pretty partial to her tbh she's so cute omg) and Juicy is a small pug with sinus problems. He's still a dork and snotty, but a little derpy pug! ㅤㅤ

:x: verse 008;; || Live-action verse, still using Maki, but all the other avatar stuff remains the same! Since I don't have a lot of icons of Maki anymore, I'm going to use an icon banner for those threads.

:x: verse 009;; || ATLA verse;; Opal lives in BaSingSe, no relation to the Beifongs. I will give her some NPC family members, but they live in the upper ring in a lavish household. She is a non-bender.

:x: verse 010;; || How.to.Train.Your.Dragon verse with @dragetunge, Opal has a Buffa.lord dragon instead of a sky bison. Still named Juicy and still has sinus problems.

:x: verse 011;; || Kyoshi Warrior;; Opal is a Kyoshi warrior (atla or lok- doesn't become an airbender) I did a drawing myself of kyoshi warrior opal, and will use that for my icon banner.

Updates;; Mar. 15th - Deleted original verse 4 (for post-b4/comics. moved to verse 1 as my default) - verse 4 is now my Master verse.

[risedluna]

— RISE WITH THE MOON, A PRIVATE, HIGHLY SELECTIVE KATARA, OF ATLA. EXPLORING ELEMENTS OF AFRO-INDIGENOUS CULTURE, COLONIZATION, GENOCIDE, BREAKING TRADITIONAL GENDER ROLES, HORRORS OF WAR, GRIEF, LINGERING TRAUMA, LOST — RISE WITH THE SUN,

001.  pinterest 002.  dossier 003.  playlist

refer to me as kai, she/her, black, CST, 21+. faceclaim, evangeline charlie, an afro-inuit model. affiliated: @hotknickers, @yourideaguy; other blogs: @phoenixrsing

001. selective, private, always ready to write! just be cool. 002. very busy, i be teaching college and stuff. 003. she/her, black, call me kai. 004. katara's fc is afro-inuit, therefore that will be blended and reflected in her characterization.

[fatalled]

001. YOON KYUNGSEOK. | wi hajoon. 「 LOVESHOT — level i cerberus agent. 」 [ INTRO. | MUSINGS. | AES | VISUALS. | DYNAMICS. | THREADS. ] ⇾ pinterest.

002. SASAKI HIROJI | sen mitsuji. 「 ROULETTE — independent contractor. 」 [ INTRO. | MUSINGS. | AES | VISUALS. | DYNAMICS. | THREADS. ] ⇾ pinterest.

003. ROMAN RASK | chris hemsworth. 「 ATLAS — independent contractor. 」 [ INTRO. | MUSINGS. | AES | VISUALS. | DYNAMICS. | THREADS. ] ⇾ pinterest.

⇾ dependent multi muse for cerberuscorp as written by cupid ♡

INACTIVE. — [ muses will not be RP'd but feel free to mention them based on previous plots / musings / headcanons! ]

00X. DELILAH KEMPER | DOLLY. 「 ORACLE — level iii cerberus agent. 」 [ INTRO. | MUSINGS. | AES | VISUALS. | DYNAMICS. | THREADS. ] ⇾ pinterest.

00X. ABRAHAM FLETCHER 「 LEGION — level ii cerberus agent. 」 [ INTRO. | MUSINGS. | AES | VISUALS. | DYNAMICS. | THREADS. ] ⇾ pinterest.

00X. HADRIAN LÉCUYER. | john david washington. 「 WITHER — independent contractor. 」 [ INTRO. | MUSINGS. | AES | VISUALS. | DYNAMICS. | THREADS. ] ⇾ pinterest.

[octavianrising]

❂🐦❂

Octavian watched on with pride as Atlas applied everything he'd learned. There wasn't a hint of hesitation in his movements. Like a true predator, he showed no signs of mercy towards his prey. This wasn't murder, it was a sacrifice, an occurrence that would benefit the druids at large. Atlas would be able to grow even more thanks to the lamb's contribution, so even though the freshly born acolyte had perished in confusion and despair, he'd live on through someone who commanded greatness.

As the ritual reached its natural conclusion, the phoenix raised its wings and contorted into a pillar of fire from which Octavian stepped forward, heat sizzling from his frame. At first he says nothing, approaching Atlas quickly to grasp his shoulders. In his eyes Octavian saw no madness which was a relief. He'd taken to the new soul well, though even if he hadn't the Archdruid was there to lend his aid. Phoenix fire didn't exist back when chimeras first appeared. "Excellently done, Atlas. You're one step closer to realizing your true potential. But remember to not get too caught up in the process. Your instincts are sharp and will grow sharper still. Next time, try to enjoy yourself a little more. It's natural to like the feeling of a prey's final moments beneath your teeth or claws."

Though these were only suggestions. Atlas had nothing more to prove to anyone, not even his Archdruid. Octavian could see as clear as day the depths of his devotion. There was absolutely no need to hide his intent from Atlas. "I have a theory. It's not about how many you need, but how many you can handle. A handful will get you the necessary traits to evolve, but I wonder if your talents mean you're capable of more. And if you are, will consuming more make you stronger?" As he speaks, the whispers demand he find more lambs for Atlas to sacrifice now, but Octavian didn't want to rush. Atlas was special, he would need to be shielded from any amount of corruption that threatened to destabilize his soul. "How do you feel now? Do you think you'll have an easier time connecting with the soul of the next one now that you've gotten a taste for it?"

In so many ways their kind was connected, elements as they appeared in nature did not end with fire or water. The soul ran kindred between all of them, with every transformation a druid learned to meld the shape of it, to apply their trait in a different way. What shape would this one hold? Atlas wondered this only to himself, Octavian's voice sang behind him as he felt the kinship that ran between the two acolytes by virtue of the phoenix above them. The broil of blue illuminated the alleyway in a cruel light, hot still, through all of his training it was all Atlas could do to emulate it.

"I can feel it." Atlas felt it under his boot, the weight of the other's chest beneath him as a litany of pleas rose through the space between them. The way the man begged was like before, it should have made him feel something like guilt or remorse, but it didn't. This man probably had a family and he probably had friends but Atlas had ambition and he had devotion. So when the earth came and bound the man's wrists, it lifted him as tendrils of the cobbled alleyway raised the druid so Atlas could look him in the eye. This time when the acolyte reached for the other it was with a hand, partially transformed with claws that burrowed into the other's gut, not through flesh but through ether instead. "It's so warm," it reminded him so much of the phoenix's fire, the wash of flames that came from above that had baptised Atlas in more ways than the druid could count. This was what it meant to follow in his footsteps and to chase after him, so even as the bone-chilling roar of pain fell from the newly-minted druid's lips, Atlas pushed deeper into him and took a hold of the man's very soul.

Another hand fell around the other's throat, Atlas' anger hadn't dimmed, if anything it had only blossomed through violence and contempt. Under Octavian's tutelage he'd changed; Atlas wanted to be strong, and he never wanted to feel weak again so if this was the cost then he was all too happy to pay it. He pulled at the power within the other's abdomen and felt it pulse beneath his skin as the wails of the infant lamb bleated insufferably and inconsequentially in the alleyway until they at last died. The body sank into the ground, its tomb would be the earth, bones to join bones within the endless crypts of Rome. Atlas looked to his closed fist, the light he'd taken faded but it hand smoldered still, blue eyes looked towards the phoenix "How many do I need?"

[serpntines]

woo do-hwan . cis man . he / him ➶ i recognise that face ! that’s lucius snow , the twenty- eight year old gamemaker / architect from the capitol . they’re lucky to have escaped to district thirteen during the 94th games , and have been here long enough to gain a reputation for being so decisive & venomous . 

001

name. lucius aurelias snow aliases. the architect nicknames. lulu age. twenty-eight date of birth. february 17 gender & pronouns. cis-man , he + him languages spoken. english sexuality. pansexual , demiromantic birthplace. the capital, panem current residence. district thirteen education. highly educated , academy + university occupation. gamemaker / arena architect

002

hair style. short yet well-groomed, often kept gelled back in a formal manner build. wide and stocky, but slightly more on the toned side height. 6'2 defining traits. his stare, that of a fox deciding whether to strike piercings. both lobes tattoos. n/a scars. n/a clothing style. almost always in sleek suits and form-fitted clothing, formal and daunting with lots of black and grey - among the bright colors and frivolous costumes of the capital, he sticks out like a sore thumb body modifications. slitted glowing white irises faceclaim. woo do-hwan

003

siblings. pandora snow [younger sister] spouse. tbd children. tbd notable relatives. president coriolanus snow pet(s). he previously had a large cat named atlas, though his whereabouts are unknown since lucius was taken to district thirteen. . . he still thinks about him

004

mental ailments. n/a physical ailments. n/a drink, smoke, drugs. recreationally, no, no traits. venomous, stone-like, polite, well-mannered, decisive, vengeful, level-headed, sarcastic, cunning habits / quirks. rubbing the bridge of his nose when stressed or overwhelmed , tilting his head to one side when listening intently , narrowing his eyes when caught in a lie or surprised.

005

labels / tropes. the icarian alignment. neutral evil mbti. intj ; the architect zodiac sign. aquarius time of the day. midnight weather. rainstorm color. ice white

006.

cherished item. a silver bangle with an inscription underneath that reads 'ice burns hotter than flame - ms' usual mood. rather serious like marble and often sarcastic, he almost always attempts to keep up appearances . . . sometimes, however, the glint of a more gentle personality peers through 1 thing they want to do / experience before they die. to experience a final peace defining moments. turning the power off to the tower and arena so thirteen could break through and rescue the tributes

HISTORY

snow always lands on top - the mantra of his family name, uttered into lucius's ears since he was born. the grandson of the most powerful man on the planet. . . and the eldest successor to a president known for eliminating any competition.

he learns that observing is the best weapon a person might have - the secrets uttered between halls, the slip of a silver knife between two ribs, the shared smiles between two lovers cloistered in an affair. . . ammunition in the game of life, and one his grandfather notices early on.

lucius is groomed with the precision of political intrigue and the cruelty of a man with many enemies; he keeps to himself, two sides of the same coin to his eccentric younger sister, his marble-like exterior a mere guise of the manipulation he is able to wield. lucius's years at the academy earn him appraisal for his intellect, but it is the years spent at the university that earn him the nickname the architect.

it is a project akin to any other, he suspects, until the spark of cruel ignition breaches his mind and propels him towards the future - it matters little that the highbottom name is attributed to the creation of the games, only that the truth owes it to the ingenuity of the snows. create an arena worthy of the games, and it might yet be chosen - for those interested in life within the capital, it was the perfect summary, a pretty package wrapped in the tears and loss of sons and daughters torn from their families all too soon. there were a variety of outcomes - brutal climates, a desert so harsh that the sandstorms would skin the tributes alive. . . a looming death, where the rivers and lakes would rise higher and higher, until a single victor remained. all shared the same common thought of blatant cruelty with little creativity mixed in. lucius, however, saw it for what it was. . . stripping individuals of their hope, their personality, and they would be easier to control - and if control is what they wanted, then he would give it to them.

a part of him wonders if he might be chosen, yet another part of him is confident enough to know he will - what he doesn't expect, however, is to come face to face with his grandfather across the table. . . and to learn that his exemplary addition to the games has not only been chosen for the following year's rotation, but that he has as well

the architect - grandson of the most powerful man in the world, eldest successor to the president of panem, and brilliant architect with a mind as beautiful as it is horrifying. all it takes is his design to be presented in a bloody display for the world to see, to watch the tribute's fears come alive in hallucinations and illusions that leave the audience gasping, to see them stripped of what it is to be human. . . and just like that, one accident or two in the removal of the gamemnaker above him, and lucius rises through the ranks as easy as smoke to the lungs of panem

and yet. . . the top is a lonely place when one's mind is the only competitor to your machinations. when the gore and stench and sight of death fills every waking moment and every flicker of light behind closed eyelids. when the endless plans and parties and cruel smirks and poison-dipped lips are all that's left. what then? the question fills lucius's mind as the years tick by, as the cruelties bloom like flowers around him and yet his own begins to wither. he isn't quite sure when the doubt begins to settle into his bones. . . perhaps when he chances the opportunity to meet a previous victor, their painted smile falling just briefly enough to spit at his silken suit. . . or perhaps it is when he overhears a conversation not meant for one so skilled at gathering information as he, of decisions led by the president in cruelty unimaginable for that year's quarter quell. . .

perhaps it was the disappearance of his mother, and the subtle cracking of frosted glass that made him decide to push past the line.

who was he before his grandfather's claws bent and tore into his sullen flesh? who was he next to the sinister gleam of his sister? who was he without the mother who had always yearned to shy his eyes from the television screens, who always refused to bet on the games year after year. . . and who stared at him with gutless guilt and pity when he was chosen to succeed as gamemaker? nothing, is what he told himself. yet as the avalanche fell upon the tributes, as the snow gave way to ice breaking past the folds of innocence. . . lucius held only one thought in his mind as his hand hovered over the controls to dismantle the power, to be branded a traitor for seeking out and assisting the rebels - snow always lands on top, and this time it would be his choice to do so.

[sinchais]

✽  . ˚   &.  「   DAVIKA  HOORNE.  THIRTY-TWO.  DEMI  WOMAN.  SHE/THEY.  」  THEODORA  “THEO”  SINCHAI  occupies  LEVEL  EIGHT: #800.  you'll  know  THE  GEMINI  is  home  if  you  hear  lifted  by  CL  blasting  through  their  speakers.  the  principal  ballerina  has  been  living  in  wisteria  for  SIX  MONTHS.  since  then  they've  built  a  reputation  for  being  nurturing  and  evasive  ,  typical  for  THE  SOMEWHAT  OBSESSED  ARTIST.

penned  by  HECATE  (  she/her  ,  pst  ,  21+  )

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NOTE  :  theo’s  pronouns  are  she  and  they  so  please  keep  that  in  mind  !  please  don’t  use  only  she  and  only  they  exclusively  .  my  writing  will  be  using  both  pronouns  !

OVERVIEW .

STATS  PAGE .

FULL NAME: theodora sinchai

NICKNAME(S) / ALIASES: theo

DOB: 06/10/1990

AGE: 32

ZODIAC: gemini

GENDER: demi woman

PRONOUNS: she/her/hers, they/them/theirs

ROMANTIC ORIENTATION: biromantic

SEXUAL ORIENTATION: bisexual

LANGUAGES: thai , dutch , english , french , spanish

AESTHETICS:  highlighted  passages  ,  the  smell  before  the  rain  ,  worn  out  pointe  shoes  ,  scattered  polaroid  pictures  ,  the  constant  need  to  excel  at  your  craft  ,  a  faint  whiff  of  miss  dior  ,  sitting  in  a  cafe  with  a  good  book  ,  people  watching

CHARACTER  PARALLELS:  lydia  martin  (  teen  wolf  )  ,  zatanna  zatara  (  dc  comics  )  ,  daphne  blake  (  scooby  doo  )  ,  freya  mikaelson  (  the  originals  )

BACKGROUND .

001.  theodora  sinchai  is  born  in  bellevue,  washington  to  chayaphon  “atlas”  sinchai  and  rosalind  laurent  as  the  eldest  of  two  children.   atlas  craved  stability.  with  an  established  career  in  finance,  he  was  more  than  content  to  eventually  settle  down.  rosalind  was  flighty.  always  looking  for  an  adventure.  and  that’s  how  she  meets  atlas.

somehow  the  two  ended  up  married  with  kids.  maybe  money  had  something  to  do  with  it.  or  it  was  love.  either  way,  the  sinchai  family  are  by  no  means  poor.  and  neither  are  the  laurents.  atlas  is  able  to  afford  the  stability  he  so  desperately  wanted  for  his  family.  rosalind  on  the  other  hand,  quickly  grew  tired  of  suburban  life  in  bellevue  soon  after  her  children  were  born.  she  never  wanted  to  be  around  her  children.  often  looking  for  excuses  to  jet  off  on  a  trip.  growing  up  around  that  wasn’t  easy.  theo  is  more  often  than  not  under  the  care  of  their  father  or  paternal  grandparents.

002.  at  age  7,  theo’s  parents  are  told  that  she’s  a  ballet  prodigy.  they’ve  got  promise  and  it  can  only  get  better  if  they  continue  their  training.  and  that’s  what  she  decides  to  do.  what  does  she  know?  she’s  only  7  at  the  time  and  thoroughly  enjoying  ballet  class.  

things  do  change  a  little  when  her  mother  starts  paying  more  attention  to  her.  theo  isn’t  used  to  it.  but  it’s  also  comforting  for  her  mother  to  want  to  spend  time  with  them.  at  age  10,  theo  auditions  for  the  joffrey  ballet  school’s  new  york  city  ballet  summer  intensive  program.  she’s  accepted.  no  surprise  there.

003.  when  her  mother  hears  of  this,  theo  is  suddenly  spending  A  LOT  more  time  with  her.  and  very  focused  on  advancing  her  daughter’s  dance  career.  it’s  the  most  time  theo’s  spent  with  their  mother  in  years.

at  15,  her  parents,  namely  her  father,  tells  her  and  her  sibling  of  their  divorce.  so  theo  slowly  starts  to  fixate  on  her  dancing.  perfecting  every  move.  becoming  a  soloist.  landing  the  lead  in  productions.  they  don’t  know  it  yet,  but  their  mother  uses  their  talent  as  an  accessory.  a  way  to  say  she  “successfully  raised”  a  prodigy.

at  18,  she  leaves  for  college.  she  works  her  ass  of  and  gets  accepted  to  juilliard  for  dance.  and  they’re  ecstatic.  again,  can’t  really  narrow  down  why.  is  it  the  validation  of  being  accepted  into  a  competitive  school  for  dance,  no  less?  or  maybe  it’s  because  theo  can  finally  get  away  from  their  mother?  also  possible.

004.  at  22,  theo  auditions  for  different  ballet  companies.  the  royal  ballet.  new  york  city  ballet.  los  angeles  ballet.  and  eventually  makes  the  decision  to  sign  a  contract  with  los  angeles.  ultimately  making  the  decision  to  relocate.  to  no  one’s  surprise,  she  thrives.  theo  slowly  moves  up  the  ranks.  principal  dancer  is  in  her  sights.  and  at  27,  it  pays  off .  and  most  recently,  theo  decides  to  sign  a  lease  with  wistera  ,  making  the  commute  to  work  that  much  closer.

 BACKGROUND  TLDR  ;  mom  friend  mixed  with  the  slightly  obsessed  artist  trope  .  very  focused  on  their  craft  and  is  determined  to  be  the  absolute  best  they  can  be.  born  and  raised  in  washington  but  has  relocated  a  couple  times  (  new  york  and  then  los  angeles  )  .  has  held  the  position  of  being  principal  ballerina  for  the  los  angeles  ballet  for  five  years  now  .  recently  engaged  which  is  part  of  the  reason  why  they  moved  to  wisteria

PERSONALITY .

theo  can  come  off  as  a  little  detached  and  analytical.  she’s  open-minded  and  cares  about  the  truth  and  feel  the  need  to  understand  what’s  going  on.  but  most  of  the  time,  people  view  her  as  patient,  nurturing  and  objective.  your  typical  mom  friend  who  always  has  her  shit  together.  and  almost  always  willing  to  lend  a  helping  hand.

HEADCANONS .

this  section  is  a  wip  and  will  be  updated  when  i  think  of  more  things  !  <3

 only  responds  to  theo.  please  DO  NOT  call  them  theodora.  they hardly  ever  introduce  themselves  as  theodora

has  a  white  persian  cat  named  poppy

 learned  how  to  play  chess  at  a  young  age.  it  was  a  fun  way  to  bond  with  her  grandparents  and  now  sees  it  as  a  useful  way  to  strategize  

 along  with  the  joffrey  ballet  school’s  summer  intensive,  theo  has  also  trained  at  juilliard’s  summer  intensive  program

if  you  ever  hear  banging  coming  from  her  floor,  sorry.  she’s  just  breaking  in  new  pointe  shoes