#liam;;001

[phoebecarver]

closed starter for @liamxadair location: liams apartment

Seeing the 'Roommate wanted' ad, Phoebe called up the gill who posted it and set up a time to meet him. Being in Kismet Harbor now for three months, she figured it would be wise to get place before the really cold weather hit. It was already getting bad some nights so she was hoping this would be it. After getting into the building, she made her way to Liam Adair's apartment and knocked before waiting for him to answer.

[bridgetxjames]

closed starter for @liamxadair location: her place

Bridget couldn't believe she agreed to this. She was leaving for France in just a few days and should've maybe put this off for after she got back, but maybe it was best she went on this date beforehand. A friend had set her up with Liam Adair, which she knew from high school, and she figured why not go? What was the harm? Sure she didn't feel like herself right now since the breakup, but that didn't mean anything, right? He was supposed to be picking her up so she was finishing up her hair after doing her makeup and she heard the buzzer for her apartment go off. After rushing out, Bridget told him she'd be right down and left; meeting him outside. "Liam, hi. Long time, no see. I didn't realize you moved back."

[marleyxmadden]

She nodded at him. In their own way, they were both helping people and it was nice to think about. "I remember." He was always more charismatic than she was and it was something she always loved about him. "Well, I'm sure you won't have an issue finding one." Marley told him and took a deep breath. "I should get going, but... It was nice seeing you again." While it was weird to say, it really was nice in a sense. "Bye, Liam." @liamxadair

END

"I do, yeah," Liam nodded his head in agreement to her question. "I get to help people that want to help themselves," he said in regards to being a physical trainer. "The bartending is just for fun, I love getting to know people." And while the people he'd be getting to know as a bartender in Kismet Harbor were people that he grew up around, it would be good to see them again. "So far just me," Liam responded to her, "I might end up looking for a roommate, but not right now." Liam didn't want to end up living with just anyone. @marleyxmadden

[iamumbra195]

I've been thinking for a while... are the numbers split by specializations?

In chapter 96, Ijin says that 005 is specialized specifically in assassinations and then he mentioned kidnapping and blackmail. So I've been thinking that certain numbers, because of their abilities, attitudes, or even their preferences specialize in certain things.

Let's take 004 and 006 for example. 004, while I believe he's fully capable of these things, doesn't specialize in info gathering or blackmail of any sort. I don't think he'd enjoy it and he's very temperamental. He even says at one point that he likes risking it instead of playing it safe and efficient the way Ijin did. He kinda seems like a loose canon. So like 005, who while incredibly intelligent is still reckless and gets angry very easily, I'm going to lump him in the area of assassination, specifically using closer combat like hand-to-hand, knives, and pistols. 006 on the other hand, is very well-suited for info-gathering and maybe even infiltration given all that we've seen from him in canon.

I'd like to say that Ijin and 002 are relatively on similar grounds and are very well-rounded in nearly everything which is why they're given the numbers they have and are regarded as the overall leaders.

So basically I think the numbers are split based on what they specialize in, whether that be intelligence, assassination, kidnapping, infiltration, maybe even robbery lol? What do you think?

[liamalexanderr]

who: liam & calahan @fromharborwhere: the pour house

IT MIGHT HAVE BEEN A BAD IDEA from the start, but liam needed a way to let off steam. the past week his body had been tense, fist clenched and head pounding. if he had a therapist they probably would've told him that he was progressing onto the next step in the grief process. he'd known of the rumours that followed the pour house, but this was actually his first time ever approaching their doors. he pushed them wide open and immediately made his way toward the bar. "hey, a beer, please," he said, voice a bit too rough to actually sound polite. he just needed a drink before throwing himself into whatever might happen when people got a bit too drunk. "what the fuck ? cal, is it really you ?" the words slipped out before his eyes even registered who was in front of him. but as soon as he said it he knew he was right. in front of him, looking good as he always did. "what the hell are you doing here ?"

[scvntillas]

who: liam & koda @brazyspirit where: potion & pentacle

it  was  always  tough  to  buy  gifts  when  your  eyes  failed  you  .  liam  had  been  browsing  the  place  for  around  twenty  minutes  looking  like  ...  well  ,  like  a  blind  person  trying  to  find  a  gift  ,  he  supposed  .  but  he  wanted  to  bring  something  home  for  cal  ,  something  he  maybe  would  keep  close  by  and  in  turn  be  reminded  of  him  when  he  saw  it  ?  he  wasn't  really  used  to  things  like  this  ,  picking  out  gifts  just  because  he  wanted  to  make  his  boyfriend  smile  . at  the  moment  he  was  looking  (  holding  it  as  close  as  possible  to  his  face  without  actually  pressing  it  against  his  skin  )  to  try  and  decipher  what  it  was  .  even  though  he  had  one  functioning  eye  it  was  still  hard  to  make  out  details  .  "hey  ,"  he  said  ,  turning  around  when  he  heard  footsteps  behind  him  .  "does  this  look  like  a  gift  that  shows  undying  devotion  ?"

[dahliayoung]

closed starter @liamalexanderr WHERE: earthwave, produce section

Dahlia had always believed that grocery shopping was a mundane task, a simple routine that allowed her to zone out and focus on the familiar. She didn't normally make a habit of shopping at Earthwave, finding it ridiculous to pay so much for food, but sometimes you simply had to pay for the convenience. She stood in the produce aisle trying to decide between avocados when she felt someone bump into her. She turned to apologize, but froze. There, inspecting a head of lettuce, was Liam—her ex-boyfriend. The same Liam who had left her heart in pieces with over a Facetime call and disappeared from her life as if their time together had meant nothing. She froze for a moment, her grip tightening around the handle of her shopping cart. The sight of him brought back a flood of emotions: hurt, anger, betrayal. She had spent so long trying to forget him, to move on. And now, here he was, acting like he hadn't shattered her world. "W-what the hell are you doing here?" she managed to spit out.

[saulweissberg]

Follow-Up On Estate Review

Saul E. Weissberg, Esq. <seweissberg@weissberglaw.com> ↳ to liam.a.reed@gmail.com

Mon, Sep 16, 2024, 8:57 AM

Dear Liam, Hope you're doing well. I have an update on the finalization on your parents' will. Below, I've attached a few documents that require your signature. Please review and sign at your earliest convenience. Your prompt attention to these matters will help us move forward efficiently. If you have any questions or need further clarification on any of the changes, please feel free to reach out to me directly. Thank you for your cooperation and attention. I look forward to hearing from you soon.

Best regards,

Saul E. Weissberg, Esquire Attorney-at-Law The Weissberg Law Firm seweissberg@weissberglaw.com

@liamalexanderr / randomizer!

[loveofcharacters]

closed starter for @lungsandlips

Usually the detective hated the day that included a routine check ins with her CI's, but after the night she'd had. A day of rest is exactly what she needed. Half smiling to those who greet her, Tessa sighed on route to the detective floor. With sunglasses and a baseball cap, she knew it was a poor attempt to cover up just how hungover she was, but she couldn't take the day off. She wouldn't take a day off, not for this. Sighing as she reached her desk, what caught her eye was familiar green car slip. Removing her sunglasses to the harsh light and ironically a clearer view. She'd learned the second worse news today. "No, not today." she looked at her calendar and there is was, car maintenance reminder.

Tessa thought quickly and snuck into the police department garage, looking for the blonde mechanic who was often responsible for her car. "Liam, please, please, please. Can we reschedule the maintenance?" this would be the fifth time she's asked for a reschedule, simply because her hatred of paperwork surpassed any responsibility she had. That was the expectation when ones car gets maintenance, the driver will be on desk duty and working paperwork. Being stagnant and useless essentially.

[ravensrevcnge]

Closed for @vampireliamhernandez | Gabriel & Liam @ outside of his apartment duplex in Cherry Heights

Gabriel was never meant to be a homeowner. He didn't even own this home, but for sure he was about to get an earful from the landlord if he didn't sort this all out. Or should he call the landlord in this type of situation? He didn't know the expectations here. Mostly, he didn't know much of anything, here.

The first bad sign was that the sink started backing up. Which was gross. He'd tried to investigate, the piping leading him to the side of the building where a rather convoluted looking trail of pipes and what not went every which way. And water was coming from somewhere. Why did he have a feeling he should know how to solve this problem?

He glanced around a bit helplessly, wondering if maybe just duct taping the whole thing would at least temporarily solve the problem, when he spotted another man walking down the road nearby. "Hey -" he called out to him. "You don't...happen to know anything about - uh. Well. Water systems? In like, houses? I don't know what it would be called but - I don't think it's supposed to be leaking like this...is it?" He hesitates, clearing his throat. "Uh...any help would be appreciated. I'm desperate."

[moshebehar]

― SETTING: bar near the parade route ! ― AVAILABILITY: closed starter for liam reed ! ( @liamalexanderr )

Moshe had gone into making the choice to attend the Pride celebrations with the expectation that at some point they would become woefully overstimulated. They’d done their best to prepare for that— their earplugs helped, as did the presence of their friends who always seemed to be perfectly happy to work around his needs when it came to needing breaks and the like— and they were already considering the day a success as the afternoon bled into evening. It was a testament to the fact that they’d managed to avoid the worst of their overstimulation when they found themselves stepping into a local bar to take a break and, perhaps, people watch for a time before they returned to the festivities in earnest. They ordered a drink— something fruity and perhaps more alcoholic than it had any right to be and, in the familiar pattern of their luck, ran smack into another person the second they turned around. Moshe’s face burned almost immediately in the split second before recognition found them smiling and tilting their head curiously. “Liam?” They took half a step back to give the other man at least some semblance of space. “I’d try to think of something clever to say but I imagine I’d just stumble over it and I’d rather not subject you to it,” Moshe said, amused as they waved a hand in an absent gesture. “Would you like a drink?”

[tmf-confessions]

confession #007

Ziam (zoey x liam) I'd actually a really cool ship

[eulcgizeme]

OPEN TO: @proverbialsaints for liam sommers MUSE: pope dawson, twenty-six. occupation tbd. tom holland fc. PLOT: that moment when your best friend mixes up your phone number with their ex, and you get the first draft of their break up call.

"That was very..." Pope tried to find the right word to describe the outburst awarded to him from the other line— passionate, righteous, alarming, fervent, zealous. He hadn't been expecting the call, and answered it under the belief that something had to be wrong, and there certainly was, but it clearly wasn't meant for him. However, Pope knew better than to interrupt even when the crackle of Liam's voice on the speaker pierced his senses. "That was a lot." Not the best description, but good enough had been what he settled for. "Should I answer like your girlfriend for another practice round, or forward the message to her? Last time I checked, our numbers only had like three digits in common but I'll accept the mistake. Are you good, man?"

[bigboysrp]

@karmamcde

kyan knew the stupid fucking meal plan was a bad idea. what did the coach know anyway? he was perfectly fine before and now he was fat. well, not entirely fat but definitely not trim enough to still say he had a killer bod that could swoo anyone he chose. the rational part of kyan told him that, at worst, he looked like someone on a bulk who was far too indulgent and enjoying themselves. abs had gone in favour of a small belly that had a definite bounce as he ran around, much to the annoyance of himself. the dramatic, dumb side of him had relegated himself to being an obese slob of a man.

the horny, carnal side of him? that side found some pleasure in it. not that he'd admit it to anyone, but there was just something about getting bigger that really itched a scratch in his brain. perhaps that was why he continued to get bigger, following the meal plan and making fattening adjustments even as the rest of the team began to ween themselves off of it. it was all a big mindfuck in his head, at the end of the day, and one that he just couldn't decide where he wanted to go. in the meantime, however, he complained about it and confided in as many of his bros as he could.

his favourite person to confide in was liam. understanding and easy to talk to, kyan never felt judged around the other jock and had even considered telling him that he liked being bigger. that was a no go, ultimately. as much as kyan liked the extra heft secretly, he'd never be known as the jock who was eager to be fat. instead, he lamented still.

"i just feel so gross bro," kyan said with a whine, lying on the couch with his shirt riding him his stomach slightly to expose a slither of belly. "like, no chick or dude is gonna wanna fuck me with all this jiggle. it should be my balls that bounce around, not my fucking gut..." he pouted, glancing over at liam. "what d'you think?"

[iamumbra195]

The numbers wearing hats feeds my soul, they look so badass

Honestly, I don't know if it's just me but 005, 006, 032 all look like siblings, dude. ik 032 and 006 are but 005 really does look like them.

Anyways, feast upon the sight of them in caps and the rare sight of Ijin's forehead and eyebrows. I wish the author would style his hair differently so we can see more of it, I'm tired of his constantly neat haircut bruh :((( give him the swept-back hair we deserve

also I can't get over this dude, 004 looks so goddamn cool

[liamalexanderr]

who: liam & jasper @fromharbor where: the library

IT WAS A RATHER NEW FRIENDSHIP that had started when liam went in out of boredom. normally he would've loved to spend time browsing the different sections, but since he moved over to audio books it felt rather redundant. however, he had needed some peace and quiet after one too many meetings and chosen the library as an obvious choice. said peace and quiet had been short lived since the layout was different from what he remembered and he'd immediately crashed into a bookcart. fortunately he hadn't messed up too bad and after about a hundred apologies him and jasper had been able to move past the awkwardness and settle on a newly formed friendship. with swift steps he skipped up the steps into the library and aimed ( flawlessly and smoothly ) for the front desk. "hi, jaspy," he called out once he had confirmed that it was, in fact, jasper sitting at the desk. "just stopping by to entertain my favourite little guy." he held up the bag, latte love written proudly on it. "i told maya i was bringing you something sweet and she provided me with your favourites." he put the bag on the desk between them and leaned forward with a wide grin. "hot chocolate and pain au chocolat !" it was hard to not let a proud smile form on his lips. "pretty good time for a little break if you ask me." liam chose to not point out that he had timed it so that jasper hopefully already was getting ready for his break.