#irene;starter

[mabsverse]

Irene Lin, idol do integrante do grupo F4TE, do universo de Seoulite.

We’re not a team, this is a competition!

Ela disse isso e eu fiquei chocadíssima! Achei icônico, mas nunca teria coragem de ser assim direta…

[bigskydreaming]

Me finding out Taylor is leaving Nightwing only to go on to Detective Comics next: Huh, remember that time I said with the way TT constantly writes everyone AROUND Dick as being more vital to the story than Dick himself is, its almost like he genuinely has no real interest in writing Dick Grayson and is only on the Nightwing title as a stepping stone to characters he actually wants to write....

Also tuned back in just long enough to find out that in the Nightwing title we currently have Bruce acting AS Nightwing, in Dick's honor or on his behalf or whatever but the point is *laughs hysterically in sure why not before Noping back out of the conversation*

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jiang cheng & irene ( @devilsmenu )

"I've just heard someone call what goes on in this city a conspiracy - as if things don't regularly happen here," he rolled his eyes at the idea - the stuff that happened here was real and most of the time it was annoying.

[cmoonghost]

tiny collection of doodles of @mangosandchili's ocs

[bucketkicked]

“The secret to me looking this good at my age? Dying.”

[miidnighters]

@oddlies | liked for a starter

It's not long past sundown when Bella makes it to the venue, easily spotting Irene amongst the crowd milling around waiting for the exhibit to open.

"I'm excited for this." Bella says, by way of announcing her arrival. "Thankyou again for inviting me."

[ivan-fyodorovich-k]

well lots to think about there

[yeosang-ia]

on the job — yeosang, irene, & al

Practically bouncing on the balls of his feet, Yeosang looked around the grocery store with a wide smile. His eyes were practically twinkling as they looked around from shelf to shelf. Sure, technically this wasn't his first time in one, but this was the only time he's ever been here to work. The academy had programs in place where they placed students in real-life situations, in the hopes that they could adjust well once they graduate. And this was a prime example of just that.

Fixing the little name tag on his collared shirt (they had even given him and the other student he was with cure little uniforms!), the cloudling looked at the other two people he was advised that he'll be working with. He was told that an 'Al' fellow would help them learn about the intricacies of shelf stocking and the like and that the other student he would be spending most of his time with during this program would be an enchanted doll named Irene.

"Hi! I'm Yeosang." Offering the other two a deep yet quick bow, he added, "It's nice meeting you. Please take care of me!"

@enchanted-irene-ia @alastair-ia

[fxckingmoran-a]

~ @tcbefearless || Liked for a starter ~

Sebastian exhaled a plume of smoke, drawing his jacket tighter around himself in an attempt to protect against the cold London air. Eyes spotted Irene, lips taking one last drag before flicking the cigarette to the ground, stamping it out with his foot. He waited until she was closer before speaking.

"Evenin'."

He didn't trust Irene. Sure, Jim thought that she was worth working with. Didn't mean that Seb felt the same way. A sentiment that he'd been sure to tell his boss - several times. However, he still had to work with her. He wasn't the one calling the shots - He'd just pout about it a little. "Get anything from Holmes tonight?"

[hvbris]

@thewxman . 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋

"What are you doing in the corridors after curfew?" asked Tom, appearing suddenly behind his classmate; as if he had just materialized into thin air. His voice was calm, almost curious. He stood there, head tilted as he examined her like a scientist about to dissect a frog.

His prefect badge was pinned on his cloak, of course. The reminder that he could, if he so desired, get Irene into trouble. But he didn't sound like he was about to punish her. "I hope you're not up to no good?"

[boraxquinn]

{ @chennnie​​ } 

“Hello Chenie sunbae.” Irene smiles shyly “am I bothering you?”  

[mutantmuses]

Test Call! From Irene Adler { Destiny } ;

[ad1er]

@1ocked said : " it all just seems so much easier for everybody else. am i wrong ? "

irene looks at him. she looks a long, quiet moment, her eyes flickering a bit beneath her lashes as she does. observing. not in the way he does, no, but - - - GOD, he really is just a person under it all, isn't he? same as her. same as anyone. there's all the grandeur and the games, but here? now? sitting on the rug of the living room of her little rented flat, television on almost-mute playing something black and white, a bottle of red on the floor between them and a pattering of rain against the window?

she's looking at him. she's seeing him.

and isn't that the most terrifying thing? to look at someone and wonder if they're seeing you back. irene usually rests safe in the knowledge that she slips by unknown. but if she looks at him, if she really looks, irene has to stop and wonder if he's looking back. beyond the glamor.

"you're right. and wrong." irene looks away, finally. she lays back against the carpet and stretches her arms over her head while she thinks. "i don't know if it's easier. i think it's DIFFICULT IN DIFFERENT WAYS." she stares up at the ceiling, at a thin crack that spiderwebs across the plaster. she won't live here long enough for it to grow large enough to actually concern her. "maybe some bits are easier and some are harder."

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mira & irene ( @devilsmenu )

"is there something I can help you with?" mira asked, eyeing the other. they weren't sure what was happening or why she'd been brought here, but they hated whatever this place was and just wanted to go home.

[andyouwillscream]

Irene found herself in a familiar form, a crow, sitting on a lampost in the pouring rain. But hadn't she just been in the UBSC team's jeep, driving off to freedom under a beautiful sunrise? The last thing she recalled was morphing the body of the monitor Roger into a twisted half-form of herself, gloating to the mortally wounded captain about her abilities, her desire to return to human form and her intent to keep her research out of Umbrella's hands before brutally murdering him. She had been safe for the time being, all immediate threats eliminated and heading far away from Raccoon City, far from the death and chaos that was quickly consuming the town.

So why did the sights seem familiar? Abandoned cars piled up in the streets, rock blocks and debris and the smell of blood and rot everywhere. She looked up and a feeling of horror dredged up in the pit of her stomach. She saw those giant bright white letters: R.P.D. How often had she driven or walked past the police station when she was still human? It was hardly something she had to pay attention to, other higher up had dealt with the payoffs to the police chief. Her focus was on finding a cure for the pandemoc that had stricken the town. In the process, she had found something more: virtual immortality through her virus fusing with genes of other lifeforms and regereating her mind and form through their bodies. Still, it had come at a grave price: each new firm was unstable and eventually she would need to transfer to new bodies. And even then, none were truely what she would call her own.

She had work so hard to avoid the UBCS team and had finally found some use for them in providing her escape... had it all been a dream? What was that quote about an insect dreaming it was a man, loved it and but was now awake? She shook herself in the cold rain, fluffing her feathers. She was still alive and that meant there was hope of escape. She merely had to wait until someone came along, some desperate survivor looking for safety in the police station. Someone she could infect and then perhaps be taken with others to an evacuation point. Yes, it seemed like a wonderful plan, one where she wouldn't have to show her hand until it was too late for anyone to stop her.

[ofcelestiials]

irene takes a swig from her water bottle as she listens to the other, waiting for them to finish talking. once they do, she sighs quietly before shaking her head. "sometimes, i can't wait to see you. then, we start talking and when i hear the stupid shit that you say, i regret being your friend."

closed starter ! / irene & utp @ccmpletemess