#frstwomn

[jayjayjet]

The thing about Jay Jay, or Lieutenant Commander Flygare, is that he was a well known entity in the military as a whole. From showing what flight inside a Blue Angels jet was like, to in general being so excited to talk about flying the entirety of the military knew of Jay Jay "Jet Plane" Flygare. His call sign was no mistake to him, what started as a good natured joke from his squadron officers ( as call signs do, sometimes ) when he was an FNG, quickly became something that was far more ironic because he loved the name, and was open to talking about where it probably came from. After all, it didn't take much to google his name and see the news stories from when he was eighteen and being a commercial pilot.

Now, there had been rumors floating around, that a new pilot was being looked at for the Air Force One, well its main plane that is, as all pilots knew that any plane could technically be Air Force One. The kicker is that while the rumors floated around, everyone knew the pilot would be Air Force, it came with the name and everything. Which is why when Jay Jay heard those rumors out of his superiors mouths as they would give him looks, he resolutely ignored them. He had a job, which was training with his team, with the rest of the Blue Angels, they had just finished their last flight together of the season a week ago.

But when his commanding officer came and asked to meet with him, he simply agreed. What he hadn't expected was to be asked to show up ready for a flight, nor did he anticipate such a group of spectators. Jay Jay did not get nervous for flights, so he ran through his routine, took off, did maneuvers as asked and landed. He thought he was done, when an officer in the Airforce asked him about his time as a commercial pilot, and got into the nitty gritty of the different aircraft he flew when the man he was talking to saluted mid conversation, he turned, saw @frstwomn, and nearly forgot all mode of decorum and training for a second before saluting himself , and then saying, "It's an honor to meet you, Ma'am."

[unbeleveable]

@frstwomn sent: ❝ i’m leaving. try and stop me. ❞ @ farah

Farah inhaled silently through her nose and then pinched it as she then exhaled out her mouth. This, this was one of those days where she questioned what the bloody hell she had been thinking when she left MI5 to join the security detail of the leader of a country she wasn't even a citizen of. A leader who was currently driving her mad.

"With all due respect, Madam President," she finally said in a (patently British) clipped voice, "to do that would be suicide. And I do not feel like losing my job because you decided to be reckless."

[txkethefall]

@frstwomn said, sure, percy can be a weird, supposedly kidnapped but actually just an imposter alien dumbass

"You okay?" He asked carefully, tilting his head to make sure she was fine. "Don't worry, your ears will stop ringing soon enough. Not my first crash. Do you need help getting up? Where's Service..? I thought they were supposed to keep you away from exploding cars."

[rvengance]

FIRST MEETING :  STARTER CALL ACCEPTING / @frstwomn

“ you don't know anything about me . . . ” tone is laced with defence . there's already a deep inkling that this person was of IMPORTANCE . hadn't planned to be working for any work that came his way having escaped from already a POTENTIAL hitlist that had his name plastered all over it . east asia wasn't an easy place to live in , let alone LEAVE FROM . sneaking into a western country and a potential crowd that was notoriously known for their corrupt reputation was as he thought may just be a place he'd be able to run off to . that is , until now . and already , he's been found . “ what do you want . ”

[aerachnid]

@frstwomn. TAMSIN.

❝ ----- ..... it wasn't me. ❞

[billyktothemax]

@frstwomn liked for a starter:

"Sorry, ma'am!" Billy said. He hadn't thought he'd actually make it to DC in the time that he had, and maybe the whole 'running' part didn't have to involve actual running. Maybe, just maybe, that would mean he didn't actually run into - "I mean. . . ma'am. Miss. Madam. Please don't have me shot."

[heartsbreaking]

@frstwomn sent "i thought i made it very clear where i stand."

"mom!" kailey exclaimed leaning forward on the white house's kitchen counter. she hated how whiney she sounded, but she was frustrated. it wasn't like she thought she was asking for much. "it's just a weekend!" she thought she'd made peace with the secret service agent keeping an eye on her every move on and off campus. it was hard to feel like a normal college student when you had someone keeping such a close watch. "give them the weekend off, please. nothing's going to happen to me on a two day trip." her friends were planning a late season trip to one of their beach houses in rehobeth. kailey's problem, none of the four of them wanted kailey's security to come along as well. she was starting to get the vibe that if she couldn't get rid of the security she wasn't invited anymore.

[ftwpositiviity]

FRSTWOMN.

ANONYMOUS SAID; this oc is honestly one of my favorites. i follow them on every single account that i own and their storylines are honestly the best. seeing them on my dashboard makes me extremely happy and i can't wait to write more with them. they clearly deserve all the love and positivity sent their way.

[silentmagiamoved]

starter for @frstwomn

Why? Why was it always him? His gaze passed a glance to the guard nearby before returning to watch the hawk that perched at the window. God he hated how they just stood there.

 It had been over a year now since he’d awoken in that shambling state. A memory that he so wished he could forget from the past forcing its way rapidly into the present. He sought out his aunt first. He didn’t want to. He thought she could help him, save him, but it was his uncle that found him first, and it was at that moment a part of him knew that after more than forty years the immortal Vincent Montgomery finally had to die. – just not without a fight!

He hated it. He hated the way the did it. The move, the paperwork. His immortal kin would not raise him. They tried to give him options. A thirteen year old boy could not live alone. However, Vincent was unfortunately stubborn. He fought them, but he couldn’t beat them. It really fucking sucked. Then once everything was finalised they just simply left with his new “family”. At last washing their hands of the last of their sibling’s nuisance brood. He knew they’d still be watching.

The boy struggled to adapt. Time had passed yet left him sitting somewhere down the road. He had a poor attitude. He refused most of the time to engage let alone talk with anyone. He shied away from any sort of physical touch, he also had a habit of running away. Within a week of his first placement Vincent was found on a bike to another town. He was never violent though, well to anything living at least. Furniture was another story, and technology, well he already loved to take it apart, modify it, like cars, he liked them too, but he was at least smart enough to do anything too stupid. Unfortunately for most Vincent was too difficult to get along with. It didn’t really bother him much. No one would ever get to know him, who he was, the life he’d already lived. He was really just biding his time…

Well he had been until he ended up here… whatever this hell was.

[unbeleveable]

@frstwomn gets a vamp!eleanor starter

Eleanor brushed Tamsin's shoulder-length blonde hair aside, leaning in close. She inhaled the human's scent and purred, "I love the scent of you. Of your blood." Her nose bumped the outside of her ear lightly and breathed against Tamskin's neck. "There is something special about it, you know."

[txkethefall]

@frstwomn asked: "next time something like this happens, you have to promise to tell me."

"Oh, come on! You're a busy person! I can handle my self while you're off, you know, running things to make a nicer world!"

[protectthevulnerable]

@frstwomn

          It had been... several months? Maybe. Since the apocalypse had started. Her trip to america had started with disney world. Something fun. But that had very quickly ended with her dad being eaten alive in the middle of an overcrowded theme park. And now she was just trying to survive, wandering across a country that she wasn’t all that familiar with. She’d heard rumors. Rumours that gave her hope. Rumours that she strove to prove correct.

          The president of the United States was trying to rebuild America. To Tess, it sounded true and almost inevitable. She was the president. She could do anything, right? Even if it took time. Tess just had to find her and maybe things could be easier.

          Hope. Over many points over her adventure, it hadn’t felt all that hopeful and other times, the old world felt like it was just around the corner. Weeks on the road were grueling and days where she finally found a town were relieving. But people were selfish and scary. It always ended badly. But that hope always came back. The president wasn’t scary, right?

          Somehow after months of hard detective work and walking, she was close. Each time she heard about the president, she grew closer. The next state over, the same state, just a few towns over. Finally... finally just a few miles away. The young girl ran those last few miles, despite how weak she was from malnutrition and dehydration and how often she stumbled.

          When she finally caught the first sight of what she thought could be them, she was grabbed. In her excitement, she hadn’t really been paying as much attention as she should have been and surprisingly strong, rotting hands grabbed at her and shoved her down, pulling a scream out of her.

[ofthestcrs]

@frstwomn gets a starter because yolo

The princess had been found in the woods outside the unfamiliar kingdom covered in dirt from her escapades and close to dehydration. She'd been taken into the castle where she was fed and bathed. The kindness she was shown was unfamiliar to her and she felt ... suspicious but also grateful. She might have been dead by now if not for the knights who had found her. After a much-needed rest, she'd been requested to meet the queen in her garden and Leia felt she was obligated to do as such, cautiously walking into the garden.

"Your majesty." Leia greeted the older woman with a curtsy, "You requested I come to see you here?"

[fyrewalks]

"Ma'am," she says, voice shakey as she stands. "Mrs - Madam President." Jemma manages to correct herself, blush rising to her cheeks as she smooths out her borrowed skirt anxiously. Borrowed, because her lab clothes wouldn't have been appropriate and this meeting, at least on her end, had been unplanned and unexpected. She's making do the best she can, clusmy tongue and all.

"The director sends his apologies." This time her voice is smoother around the edges. "He'd still like this meeting to proceed with me in his place if you don't mind. As SHIELD's Sci-Tech advisor," she explains, "I have the necessary clearance and he's read me in on the incident." Granted that had been fourty minutes ago, hardly any lead time, but the circumstances being what they were, Jemma's just thankful she's been read in at all. Any bit of prep was better than standing in front of the president like a deer in front of headlights.

"Where would you like to me begin?" This she can do - she can explain the science, break down the problem. Navigating SHIELD's role in response without the director's presence intimidates her, but they're not there yet. @frstwomn

[draculatm]

"I'm pleased you were able to take the time out of your busy schedule to meet with me. It's been some time since I've spoken with a leader of a country directly. Most prefer Zoom or through third party's for some reason. I don't know why. Perhaps my reputation precedes me."

@frstwomn

[wolfvirago]

2022 is coming to an end! Is there anything you want to tell the mun before the year ends? [belated but accepting]

@frstwomn said: I hope you know how much I love your blog and your presence on my dash. I hope you have a good new year 🥰

@somnium-led said: 2022's coming to an end! ⬩ RYN ik I've said this over and over but thank you for your incredible writing and OC! Robin's all-around strength as a character is inspiring; I adore that, in spite of the tragedy and loneliness of her world, she still finds space to be tender & friendly & /compassionate/ all while bearing the heaviness of loved ones leaving her 😭 I can't wait to see more of your work, both art and writing, and to RP with you in 2023. I hope the new year treats you kindly :> 💕💕 2022's coming to an end! ⬩ side note: i luv luv luv ur shibe reactions and icons. they always get a chuckle out of me :'>

;; you guys are so sweet. I am glad my OC makes a good presence on your dash! I wouldn't want to make your dash scary or something if that wasn't the case asdfgf

Happy New Year to both of ya!