#iza; about

[izavaughn]

it started like any other reaping day: an annoyance.

iza stared into their closet with an almost bored look on their face, sifting through their clothes. not that. not that. definitely not that. maybe that, that's fine. ty always liked that lacy number, and they'd made plans to grab a quick breakfast with a couple of other friends on the way. they didn't particularly care about looking their best for the cameras or whatever, but they did care about looking just a little better than all of their peers and making sure they all knew it, too.

the sky was brilliant, the air just the right sort of crisp, and they weren't worried about anything at all as they fell into step with their siblings and friends, exchanging little greetings before crossing their arms and largely not paying any attention whatsoever to the escort's smarmy propriety and flowery greeting.

but that first name that was read out to the crowd certainly sent a jolt of electricity through their system.

“i volunteer.”

the words weren't so much blurted as they were spoken with an immediate but very resigned sort of finality, adrenaline and panic warring for dominance within iza’s chest. they blinked. not ty. anyone but ty, with his smarmy, boyish grin, perfectly tamed brown hair, those shoulders that were always held as if he carried the weight of the very world upon them and not just responsibility for an orphaned herd of siblings even wilder than iza’s own.

not ty.

the crowd was a dull roar behind the blood rushing in iza’s ears, hands fisting in their clothes, shoving at them– a hand curled around ty’s wrist as they passed him, lips ghosting the corner of his mouth for just a pitiful, short second.

a first kiss.

a goodbye.

an i’m sorry, we’ve wasted so much fucking time– i should have said something sooner- a please don’t forget me, please please please please please– and then it was over, and iza was gone.

they drew in a breath as they clambered up the platform, swaying with dizziness for a moment and willing their stomach to calm. they didn’t spare a glance to the other tribute who joined them, or to the escort. instead, their eyes found their family. daphne, perfect as ever, her composed face white with shock. ezio, who always tried so very hard not to seem as if he cared about anything at all, crumbling. and further back, papa, struggling in dad’s arms, screaming and reaching for him.

and then Iza lifted their eyes to the sun, willing themself not to see anything at all.

the next time they were aware of anything, the world a mess of formless color and indecipherable sound, they were in a room-- and those people they'd already resigned themself to never seeing again were around them.

right. they'd forgotten this part.

it was all too much, and iza couldn't give any of them an answer they wanted. an answer that made it hurt less. telling ty you're just more important, they wouldn't make it without you went over like a ton of bricks, but what probably hurt the people they loved more than anything was how checked out iza was the entire time, silent, unemotional-- brain kicking in to overdrive, trying to keep a body from crumbling. giving out.

pathetic. can't even make it onto the train. i'm going to fucking die.

it wasn't until papa unclasped the pendant emblazoned with their family crest from his neck and put it around iza's that it all sank in and they broke.

they'd never seen him without it-- not ever in their life. every single memory of him that they had until this moment right now, he was clad in that necklace.

and if that wasn't a goodbye, iza didn't know what was.

later, they'd wish they'd left them all with a better parting image than them boneless and sobbing, apologies unintelligible between wails- but it was too late for that.

it was too late for a lot of things.

[callmemerry00]

Hey new SSR Taki, if you read this I'm free on Thursday night and would like to hang out. Please respond to this and then hang out with me on Thursday night when I’m free.

[bnbc]

Personal Case: Isabella von Valancius

"…you are given access to very sensitive information. As a new Master of Whispers you are the first to ensure it will never end up in the wrong hands. Do we have an understanding here, mistress von Gellman?"

Name: Isabella Lenner Place of Birth: 'Isabella of Llorn', Astra Telepathica Mother: Sirsha Lenner (deceased) Father: Unknown Psy-level Prognosis: Epsilon Assignment: Training Facility 'Awakening', Grade 2, Astra Telepathica

They say, people born in the void possess a strange gift of luck. Born in the warp, on board a Black ship, Isabella was lucky to keep her life, indeed, even though not a single drop of a true voidborn was in her veins.

A group of people inside Astra Telepathica was collecting children whose parents were confirmed psykers for a long-term experiment. The desired outcome was a program that would allow to control the moment of the first manifestation and and level of psy-abilities.

The children were provided with access to psykana practices intended to prepare them for future manifestation along with special medication. Needless to say, a fair amount of Imperium loyalty indoctrination was a part of the training.

But, luckily to some 'students,' not every trainer in the facility saw them a nothing more but future tools. Adept Mossmore became the first person in Isabella's life who divided from the letter of the law to better serve its spirit, but not the last. She made Isabella's days tolerable, at least, before the sanctioning.

"…Lord Captain insisted on erasing some… details."

Name: Isabella Lenner Psy-level: Iota Assignment: Training Facility 'Awakening', Grade 3, Astra Telepathica

During the sanctioning, Isabella's luck turned away, leaving her alone against the horrors of warp for what seemed to her like days. Isabella found her way back, but the experience she survived damaged her psyche, blocking out a major part of her potential.

Even broken, she still had a decent psy-level to work with. Equipped with a set of transducer implants and a psy-amplifier, she started her training as a future battle psyker. Alas, a psychological block didn't allow her to produce a single decent attack. Her implants were recalibrated and Isabella was transferred to the Telepathic training group.

One of the adepts observing her suspected that with time psychological block might be healed and insisted on replacing the amplifier with the inhibitor system in case of such events, but was ignored.

"..some people we had a chance to interview mentioned, that during her 3rd Grade training years, Isabella was trying to find any tracks of some young man who went through the sanctioning two years before her but she was unsuccessful."

Name: Specialist Lenner Psy-level: Iota Assignment: 'Penitent Halo', Navis Imperialis

The speculations about future assignments were a major part of 3rd graders' talks. The most popular version was they were trained to be future Inquisition acolytes.

Isabella's first assignment turned out to be far from this. Assigned into the supervision of the fleet Commissar of 'Penitent Halo', she was used as a mental wire to find the focuses of disloyalty at their very birth.

"…it took me years — and my personal connection to a certain member of the Holy Ordoses — to confirm the fact my first assignment was nothing more than a payment. One of 'Awakening' wards was in debt to the 'Halo's captain, so he gifted me to her as a toy. It explains why she felt so sure about herself parading me at her 'parties'. Good thing, a person of Captain Reynolds' caliber happend to be among the usual trash of her 'friends'."

Name: Bosun Lenner Assignment: 'Blood of Phlebas', Navis Imperialis

The second assignment left Isabella in confusion. As soon as she reported her arrival for duty, she was told that her services to a ship disciplinary division is not required. And moreover, from now and on she was forbidden to use her abilities onboard of 'Blood of Phlebas' by a special dercee of captain Reynolds.

Assigned to the ship supplies division, she spent months trying not to draw any more extra attention than her shaved head with a full set of psyker implants already did.

One day she was asked by her superior officer to read the mind of the person he suspected of stealing. Isabella resisted, remembering the captain's order, but her superior told her that the captain also ordered to finish this situation by the end of the shift. After all, the captain doesn't have to know how this problem was solved.

Isabella agreed to help and this was the first step for her to become a part of the crew.

"…when I met her last year and we talked Lord Captain to Lord Captain she told me why she saved me from 'Halo' just to send me away. Lord Captain Miranda Reynolds lost a sister to a Black Ship and never heard from her again."

Name: Midshipman Lenner Assignment: 'Blood of Phlebas', Navis Imperialis

Celebration of Isabella's promotion was spoiled by the news: their fleet group was assigned to escorting some piligrim ships. The captain's… displeasement with a new mission was palpable in the air, since everybody know what it was: someone stole her glory, leading the strike force to a pirate nest 'Blood of Phlebas' and its group found.

Hovewer, someone had to make sure piligrim's ships are in no need of anything, and checking their decks, Isabella sensed some psy-active cargo. The presence was growing and all Isabella had time to do was to send other people away before something happened.

She never done this before and, happily, never had a chance to try it again, but somehow by her bare will itself she managed to collapse an opening warp manifestation. The news of this event spread fast among the starts and soon Lenner's name was known across the sector.

It sounded a lot alike surname of von Valancius side branch, de le Nier, whose trails got lost somewhere in the hives of Gheisthaven. After the confirmation, she was requested to be re-assigned to von Valancius dynasty flagship.

"…we share your concern, but we are aware of the situation. The fact that information about psyker abilities of Midshipman Lenner was not spread widely was the result of a certain decision. The legend of a brave naval officer saving pilgrims is more needed at the moment than improving of the general image of imperial psykers."

Name: Isabella von Valancius de le Nier af Cadian Psy-level: Theta Assignment: 'Lightness of Being', von Valancius dinasty

Isabella von Valancius (nee Lenner) reported her arrival to von Valancius's flagship. The materials of the following events are stored in different files.

"…she jumped from Iota to high Theta? Interesting."

[viovio]

tumigil na kayo sa abortion jokes (prev post) the point is that you're weird as shit for hating children (and that the post itself is a joke)

[souenkun]

I rewatched the last two episodes of Fruits Basket (2019)'s first season because Lance's Pokemon Masters seiyuu (Morikawa Toshiyuki) voices a kind man who is the father to one of the protagonists called Kazuma Sohma.

If anyone wants a dose of hearing Lance being a dad in real life to Silver, this is the closest thing that you'll get! Morikawa Toshiyuki sounds as gentle as Lance when he voices Kazuma, too 🏃‍♀️💨

(I even have my suspicion that Morikawa Toshiyuki might be casted as Lance due to his role in Fruits Basket, considering Pokemas once casted a seiyuu who had voiced an anime character that's very similar to their Pokemas role *side-eyeing Hiroshi Kamiya in Natsume Yuujinchou and Morty* 🤭)

[releaseholiday]

Thank u for being the voice of the hl girlies that wanna get off the ride. I used to feel like hl were the source of my happiness and a huge coping mechanism for me. I got into 1d when I was 13 and now I’m 23 and much more normal about celebrities and fandom. It’s jarring because when I got into 1d they were a lot more genuine (or I thought they were because I was a lonely kid) they seemed more like people than brand identities. When harry became Harry Styles that sells merch for way too fucking much money ($20 for some nail polish and $40 for a plain grey t-shirt are you KIDDING??) and has new fan base full of entitled primarily white trustfund girls that go to every show that would tear you apart for criticizing him about anything it got.. not so fun. The 1d fandom was my first big fandom experience and it tainted things a lot for me now so I avoid it. There’s a few 1d blogs I stick around for because I like the person running it or for small updates to share with friends.

I say all this to say I’m with you and I’m glad you’re still posting. I’m watching the bear soon so I will be sticking around ✌️ take care and ignore the weirdos that choose to send you anon hate instead of minding their own business.

To those weirdos: It’s not an attack if someone doesn’t love your favorite celebrity like you do anymore. Keep in mind that the famous person you fall on the sword for won’t do the same for you because they don’t know you. Relax. The millionaires will be just fine.

I basically have the same experience as you! So I totally get what you’re saying, I guess maybe our rose glasses just wore off. And that’s not to say I was ever someone who idolized them and thought they were perfect, hell no aldkjs, but idk imo fame and money changed them and I guess it was to be expected after so many years in that bubble. It’s just sad to see:(

[sweet-beezus]

Happy 10th anniversary to The Babygirl of All Time™

[hrokkall]

Mono has honey badger energy, he takes on so many enemies and bulldozes through a lot of situations by sheer power of will alone.

I see Six as a Fox, she is clever and skittish and even the game associates her with one “fox among hungry wolves”

I completely forgot about that achievement description (though if I recall correctly, the achievements refer to her as a canary too), I can totally see Six as a fox too! Same with Mono as a badger, though I’d see him as more of a European badger than a honey badger; maybe even a wolverine. But both are good choices is my point; one of them is a canid and one of them is a badger. That’s just a fact.

Mostly though the reason why I said Mono as a coyote and Six as a badger is because it’s not a combo I’ve seen done before (and I really like how coyotes and badgers cooperatively hunt, with coyotes being the excitable long-distance chasers and badgers being the sneaky, hidden burrowers—sort of mirroring Mono’s journey in the Pale City vs. Six’s journey in the bowels of the Maw. Plus, imo, Six has more raw strength than Mono; not only is she able to lift him with ease/run farther/faster, but she also smashes the bully’s head in with her bare hands whereas Mono needs to rely on his powers/being able to use the hammer’s torque to time his damaging strikes. Mono’s advantage comes primarily from his extremely fucking strong supernatural abilities and also his endurance; unlike Six, who gets tired and hungry and has to stop running after a while, he doesn’t get worn out no matter what. I could talk about my headcanons for why but that’s a whole other post).

And also because… just look at these guys

Unstoppable duo

[senseiwu]

This is so mei and iza coded 💖

[littlelemontarte]

every time a footieblr's post breaks containment, i wonder if the people reblogging that post know that the op is a part of sports tumblr, a side of tumblr many would argue doesn't even exist

[izavaughn]

ISIDOROS VAUGHN - "ANGEL OF LIFE"

iza's color scheme for the tribute gala consists almost entirely of white, with the only pops of color being gold accents to their jewelry and nails and a desaturated red tone to their makeup.

their look is intended to emphasize (and to a degree, exaggerate) their small frame, playing upon the illusion of innocence, grace, harmlessness and delicacy. they were very unimpressed to be bestowed with boots that have no heel or platforms-- leaving them standing at their actual height of 5 ft even.

overall, it's an ensemble that they wouldn't have had any problem wearing back home... but here and now, as a tribute about to participate in the hunger games, something about it has left them on edge.

[sillyfudgemonkeys]

Man, can't have NOTHIN' in Detroit. u_u Lala better win this whole thing damnit.

[narcissusbrokenmirror]

Days ago saw a post about writing fanfic of your characters but being from where you live instead of the original country so you dont struggle with accurate portrayal. thinking of how amazing would be a brazilian jatp au.

[viovio]

worst thing ever in the world is when misogyny prevails and for some fucking reason canon or fanon bends and twists everywhere to try and convince you that a female character would end up with a sex pest or creep that constantly harasses her. she would not fucking want him

[kinships]

"If I have to break up one more argument over chores, I'm putting all the swords in time out. No I do not care if they're older than me by a couple hundred years at some points. They're acting like children!!!!"

Local saniwa is tired of their shit, but she also just talking to herself.

@flovverworks

[musesofthemoon]

Can you make a team for Mono? Any pokemon for him you think may fit him.

Gotcha!