#or if its a girl who has a man but is exploring e*n*m on her own thats fine! but 90% of the time its couples in the photos & their profs sa

[heyitslapis]

teeny vent

[anaiswriterr]

My Darling,

Pairing: Deku x Reader

Rating: M

Warnings: smut, light cursing, nsfw, soft dom Izuku (Characters are aged up, Y/N is 20 and Izuku is 23) Forgive me, I’ll go to church after this I promise. I tried my best, one day my smut writing will get better but until then I’m practicing. Um.. yeah this isn’t as graphic as other but damn I had to take multiple breaks. THIS IS 18+

Request: 18, 63, 72, and 150

SYNOPSIS: A simple tribe girl picking flowers for her mother’s shop and Dragon King who was in desperate need for a wife. He met her on a warm spring evening, and was set to marry her the next night.

Y/N wouldn't necessarily call herself lucky, though, many girls would remind her of the soft skin she possessed, the darling smile she was blessed with, and the warmth her heart carried within as she handed out lilies to the little girls that ran all throughout the village. Blessed with Aphrodite's beauty, undoubtly she caused heads to turn everywhere she went.

Y/N L/N, daughter of the villages flower shop owner, was the most beautiful in the land.

A proud tribal woman of the Dragon Kingdom, who never paid attention to politics, who never saw the wrong in most. The one who caught the wandering eye of King Izuku when he made his frequent visit to the village for it's annual festival.

The golden hew that surround her crouched body, as she continued to pick the roses from her garden. She hadn't noticed his eyes, she was to busy cutting off the thorns off its stem before handing the rose to a small boy who watched in awe as she filled her basket with more roses. "This ones for you," She says softly, dropping the flower into his small palm; he clutches onto the now non threatening stem. His eyes grow large with his smile as he wraps his arms around the girl, "Thank you, Miss L/N!" He runs off the other direction.

Her kindness is what drew Izuku Midoriya. Like a magical love spell casted on the man, love at first sight.

Who knew the King would come back with a wife who wasn't even remotely close to royalty, no, she was a normal tribal girl who ran with her heart never her head - surely she never thought she'd be Queen one day to King Midoriya. But like all fairytales she married, and fell madly in love with the king as he held his palm out to help lower her from his horse.

She sighs, "Do we have to attend this party?"

Izuku smiles at his bride, hold her hand close to his chest placing a chaste kiss on her fingers, "Just for a little while, I promise you'll have fun. Besides, I'll be with you the entire night."

"Is that a promise?" Y/N asks nervously, chewing on the insides of her cheeks. Still new to the whole royalty transition, she looked the part but inside she was still the girl who picked up flowers for her mother. Izuku can feel her nervousness radiate off her body, arching a brow he smiles at her in hopes to lift her sprits. "I know you're still new to this, but there's a reason why I married you."

"Why is that?" She lifts her head to meet his emerald green eyes, ones she'd often found herself most nights staring deeply into.

"That's for me too know and for you to find out later." He places a kiss on her cheek.

Y/N scoffs as his playfulness at they enter the castle, hundreds of bustling maids scurry around in preparations for tonight's ball. "Continue to say things like that, and we both won't be attending the party tonight."

"Why is that?" He smirks looking directly down at his wife with hungry eyes.

"That's for me to know and for you to find out later."

***

Y/N wears a sly smile as she makes her way around the busy ballroom, taking in small sips of her champagne as she converses with the girls she's recently befriended. Uraraka and Mina, both who were recently married to Bakugou and Kirishima. Y/N found it easy to talk to them, simple, all three were new to the life of being royalty. Y/N hums in agreement at something Mina says, giggling at Uraraka's blushing cheeks till she feels two strong arms wrap around her waist, "Excuse me ladies, but if you don't mind I'll be stealing my wife for a moment." Izuku says playfully, before latching his arm into yours.

"Where you taking me?"

"I haven't told you how beautiful you look in this dress," He whispers into her ear causing a warm chill to run down her spine, "I can't wait to rip it off."

A scarlet red blush creeps onto her cheeks, biting her bottom lip in comfort Y/N stands on her tip toes to lean in closer to his ear; "What makes you think I'll let you." Y/N pulls him onto the ballroom floor, throwing his hands on the small of her back as the two sway to the music played by the orchestra. "I should be mad at you; you left me all by myself Zuzu. After you promised you'd stay with me all night." She cooed into his ear, reprimanding him of his broken promise. A faint blush dusts his cheeks, twirling her to the music.

"Well then, let me make it up to you. Besides, you made friends at least."

Y/N shrugs, "You're right, but Zuzu I wanted to spend more time with you."

His hands grasps at her hips, pulling her in close. "Then we can spend the rest of the night together, in bed." He says suggestively, Y/N pretends to think, wondering if she could drag this conversation on longer. He sure was persistent, a small giggle escapes her lips, she places a small peck onto his lips.

"And why don't we spend time together, here? After all we are the hosts, right Zuzu?"

Izuku chases her lips fighting back the urge to nibble her ear in plain sight - she was toying with his emotions.

"I don't need an audience to watch me fuck my wife," He growls in anticipation - He can already tell he has an effect of her. Her movements to the music still and her demeanor slightly changes, her eyes grow dark. Izuku has Y/N right where he wanted her; but preferable he'd rather have her underneath him. Izuku cheekily leans back into her ear, "Just know I'm gonna fuck your brains out after tonight."

***

The two run hand in hand down the hallway to their bedroom, laughing the entire way down until they finally reach the door. Izuku nearly breaks the door down before slamming it shut behind him, his hand moves forward to cup her cheeks, pulling her in for a deep searing kiss.

Y/N moans in delight when he has her back against the door, her hands pull at his dark curly locks as his tongue explores her mouth, "I want you," she managed to pant between each kiss, falling in complete bliss as his lips trail down from the corner of her lips and down her throat; latching onto her collarbone.

"Izuku,"

"Patience."

Groaning in annoyance, she rubs her thighs together to ease the growing ache between them. With her fingers entangled between his locks she pulls him off her neck, revealing the small bruises and bite marks he left behind. His hands roam all throughout her body, squeezing, pulling, grasping. "This is getting in the way," he groans as he tugs on the fabric of her dress, biting his lip she mumbles, "Then take it off."

"Yes ma'am." He chuckles, turning her around untying the strings to loosening the corset, his lips hungrily latch to the back of her neck. "Izuku!" She whines, "Hurry up!" He pulls off her dress, ripping the back into shreds, twisting her back around. Y/N hops into his arms, legs wrapped tightly around his waist as he carries her off to their bed.

His hands fiddle with the waistline of her panties, playing with the lace material between his fingers - gently pressing her down into the mattress. She whines beneath him, watching as he trails down her body, his lips leave trails of tiny bruises and saliva down her chest. Placing two bite marks just above her breasts, eyeing the lace white bra she wore. His eyes plead for her to take it off, "Please daring." His dark green eyes bore into her E/C ones, "Please," Nodding, Y/N arches her back unclipping the hooks off her back and tossing it onto floor.

His lips attach onto her hardened nipple, the pleasure of his warm mouth against her breast seizes her. Her fingers curl through his hair pulling him closer towards her chest, his hands placed firmly over her hips as he traveled down the valley between her breast and onto her belly, placing soft lips against the soft skin of her naval. She giggles at his gentleness - still not used to the feeling of his roaming hands. He stops just above the waist band of her panties, eyeing her down as he kisses her through the fabric. Sending waves of pleasure throughout her body - the warmth surrounds her like a burning fire.

Fingers curling over the fabric, pulling them down slowly.

"Don't tease."

Izuku's head ducks down to her inner thighs, biting and sucking against the soft skin, he smiles, "I'll take as long as I want," he kisses all along her legs, his hands wrap around her ankles pulling her closer as he slowly slides down her panties, throwing it off to side. Izuku licks a long strip against her aching core, moaning into her folds and sucking against her aching clit.

Y/N pulls against the roots of his hair, he lets out a low groan - the vibrations only making her shiver. "Fuck.." Y/N throws her head back, massaging Izuku's scalp with her fingers, a series of "please" and "yeses" string past her lips - her volume only increases with his speed. Dark green emerald eyes lock with her hazy half lidded orbs, "Darling, you have to be more quiet. Or else they'll hear us."

Was that necessarily a bad things? If people heard?

Y/N covers her mouth with her palm, one hand grasping at the sheet for some kind support and the other holding back the increasingly loud moans from her vocal cords ripping out into a soft harmony with his grunts.

"Oh fuck," Izuku suddenly plunges two finger deep inside, pumping in and out of her tight hole, licking at her sweet folds and sucking hard on her clit. Increasing his speed, a hot coil of pleasure overtakes her core, legs shaking, he drinks up all her juices. He smirks, leaning back to admire the mess he made, "Perfect." Y/N's quick to cross her legs - suddenly left feeling insecure as his hungry eyes wonders all along her. Her hands cover her breasts.

"Woah, don't cover up." Izuku leans in to uncover her chest, pressing a small kiss to her temple. His hands go to unbutton his shirt, throwing off his royal tunic and off his white long sleeved undershirt. Y/N props her self up with her elbows - biting her bottom lip, chewing in anticipation. Unbuttoning his pants, Y/N points towards his large bulge - arching a brow sheepishly at her husband, "Do y-you want me to help you with that?"

Nodding his head no, he gently presses her down shimmying out his pants. "Tonight's about you." His lips connect with hers in a heated passionate kiss, his strong hands wrap around her ankles - throwing her legs over his shoulders positioning himself in front of her entrance. "Please?" He asks, eyes begging to be let in.

"Yes, please."

Her husband pushes himself into her tight aching hole a small moan escape's past her lips. Her head cradled by two strong arms; his thrusts start out slow as he bottoms himself out into his wife, rocking back and forth with his hips. Moaning out into her lips.

Mimicking one another's pace, Y/N claws away at his back. Nails digging into his skin, creating crescent shaped marks and long red lines being scraped into his skin.

Izuku lays in forehead against her shoulder blades, kissing and napping away at her skin, groaning from the hot painful marks on his back.

"Zuku.." She moans clinging onto his back for support, his arm shoots up to the bed frame rocking his hips harder into hers, hitting perfectly at her g-spot. A silent scream forms from her lips, whimpering beneath him at his quickened pace.

Pounding Y/N into the mattress he mutters, "I love you."

Y/N is moaning mess as Izuku moves her hiked up leg over his shoulder slinging it over his waist, hitting a whole new angle her nails dig into the flesh of his back even deeper, penetrate the skin and drawing blood. Throwing his head back groaning at the pain he pumps in faster, plunging deeper into her hitting a new angle. Her mouth forms an 'O', arching her back from the mattress Izuku presses his weight onto her increasing his speed hitting her in all the right places.

His tight grip to the bed frame loosens to fall beside her head, encasing her with two muscular forearms - it's not long until she feels a hot twist in her core moaning for him to slow down with a hand pressed down to his abdomen. "I-I'm gonna-"

"M-me too." Izuku pants, his trusts turning sloppy and faster. Y/N's vision blurs as the coil releases with a small "Please" - and not long after that Izuku collapses on top of her.

The both a panting mess with stupid smile pained on their lips, a doopy look in Y/N eyes as she smiles towards the ceiling while Izuku chuckles - pressing his forehead onto hers before rolling onto his side. A breathless giggle escapes past her lips, Y/N turns to her side propping her head up with her palm using her other hand to pull up the covers she sighs in content, "I love you, you know that right?"

"I love you more."

"Not possible."

Izuku pulls her in by the waist smiling as he lays into her chest, "sometimes I feel like my hearts gonna burst, that how much I love you."

Y/N rakes her fingers through the messy curly green locks , thumbing away the sections that stuck to his forehead nuzzling her chin on top his head; maybe she was lucky. Luck was always a possibility for her but one thing she was certain was the pure happiness she was blessed with.

[thehanwen]

Quarantine Netflix Recs

Since were all at home watching Netflix I thought I would give my fav show/movie for every letter so everyone has something new to watch. Please send me your own recommendations or make your own alphabet list and tag me! Here goes:

A: Anne with an E- This modern take on Ann of Green Gables is quirky, fun, and dramatic. It has good music, writing and is all around a good watch. It deviates from the books a bit, but keeps the spirit.

B: Broadchurch- If you like crime dramas, this is for you. With one crime spanning the complete first season it delves deep into motive and emotions. David Tennet stars in this tense British mystery. 

C: Cargo- A dystopian zombie apocalypse film set in Australia with a focus on human connection, and sacrifice. This is honestly so different than any other zombie movie I have seen in the best way. 

D: Daybreak- Sticking with the apocalypse theme, daybreak is a humorous view on what happens when a nuke kills all the adults and leaves all the teenagers. Its like if high school was the whole world, but the world had also ended. Strong characters and ‘Ferris Bueller’ esc fourth wall breaks give this show something special. 

E: The Worlds Most Extrodiary Homes- For a change of pace this mindlessly beautiful home reality show shows off architecture that could be classified as art and makes me wonder how anyone can actually live here. If you just want something with no stakes what so ever, this is the eye candy for you.

F: Frontier- A gritty, and dark period piece starring Jason Momoa as the badass outlaw working against the British in the Canadian wilderness. Half political, half survival drama this show focus on the fur trade during the 1700s as well as themes like revenge, family history and love.

I have to do two for F: Feel Good- This emotional comedy is about Mae, a gay, ex-addict comic and her previously straight girlfriend. It is real and emotional and hilarious. It’s filled with amazing characters and amazing writing and explores hard to talk about subjects, including addiction, love, coming out, and family and romanitc relationships. 

G: Godless- A refreshing addition to the western genre. An injuryed outlaw, a headstrong widow, the whole of the wild west. Gritty and dramatic, this mini series is a must watch

H: How it Ends- Another apocalypse film, can you guys see a pattern? This one is less about the event however and more about family. A young man and his future father-in-law travel across the desolate wasteland of the USA to save his fiance. 

I: I am Not Okay with This- A sci-fi coming of age story, based on a comic book, about a young girl who develops mysterious superpowers and is not okay with it. Also shes gay and in love with her best friend, its great.

J: John Mulaney- I assume everyone has already seen all of his specials, but if you haven’t go check them out! They are hilarious and relatable on a deep level. 

K: Klaus- This is my new favorite Christmas movie. Its got wit, charm, great character development and beautiful animation. It’s the first original Christmas movie that I've liked. It gives a new spin to all your favorite Christmas traditions while holding on to the essence of the Christmas spirit.

L: Let it Snow- Based of the book co-written by Maureen Johnson, John Green, and Lauren Myracle this film is a feel good romance with quicky characters that have thier lives changed forever by a snowstorm in their small hometown. Friendships and romances are formed and tested as these teens figure out how to deal with what life throws at them. 

M: Maniac: In an unlikely pair Emma Stone and Jonah Hill work amazingly well together in a drug trial that is supposed to cure all mental illness, of course not everything goes as planned. Our heroes go through multiple stages of the trial and discover their brains are miraculously linked. This series merges multiple genres into something surprisingly cohesive. 

N: National Treasure- “I’m gonna steal the declaration of Independence”

O: The OA- A psychological sci-fi thiller about a blind girl who gets kidnapped and held prisoner by a mad scientist looking for other dimensions. The friends she makes along the way mean everything, but when she gets found not only are they missing, but she can see again.

P: Princess and the Frog- A cute Disney twist of the classic fairy tale. A young woman working hard to buy her own restaurant meets a prince that has been turned into a frog by a shady magic man. But when she kisses him he doesn’t turn human, she turns frog. Together they have to figure out how to get back to being human and along the way they learn what they really need.

Q: apparently I have never watched a single thing on Netflix that starts with Q. So Queer Eye I guess. I’ve never watched it, but I've heard good things.

R: The Rain- After a deadly virus is discovered in the rain, sister and brother, Simone and Rasmus are separted from thier family and hide in a bunker for 6 years. Once they are forced to emerge they discover the world is much different than how they left it and their family wasnt all they thought it was.

S: Sense 8- This sci-fi drama focuses on 8 people from all over the world connected by some kind of psychic link. As they discover the extent of thier new abilities they also find out they aren’t the only ones and some others aren’t so friendly. This series was made with so much love and divotion and it shows throughout. The character development and backstories are rich, the writing is witty and thoughtful and the representation and focus on love above all else is so refreshing. 

T: Tallulah- This drama is dark and witty, while simultaneously being bright and uplifting. When a young drifter kidnaps a baby from a neglectful mother and pretends the baby is hers, her boyfriends mother takes them in. The story is about family and doing the right thing, even when you can’t find the right choice in the grey area.

U: The Umbrella Academy- This series based on a comic book written by Gerard Way is about superheroes with out being about superheroes. They don’t save the day. They can barely save themselves, oh and also the world. Numbered 1-7 these siblings all have their own issues and getting them to work together was the dying wish of their asshole of a father.

V: None? Anyone have any ideas?

W: The Witcher- This series, based on a video game based on a book, is about a mysterious monster hunter and the bard he meets a long the way. Somehow full of action and also full of humor this series delves deep into the history and culture of this fantasy world. 

X, Y, Z: I got nothing guys, but thanks for reading all the way down here. I hope you watch some of these shows and that you send some of your own recs to me! 

Also None of these photos or shows or anything are mine and all belong to their rightful owners

[thewritingdungeon]

Discordancy #1

SUMMARY: Hawkeye has a long and varied past. He’s been a carnie, a spy, a superhero, even a brainwashed soldier. He also was, no matter how much he hates to admit it, an ex-criminal. It’s a part of his past he moved on from long ago and hoped he could just forget ever happened. But when an old associate contacts him for help, Clint is reminded that not everything he had so desperately tried to leave behind was something bad.

CHARACTERS/PAIRING: Clint Barton/OFC

WORD COUNT: 2,590

WARNINGS: heavy petting

"I can't believe that worked, you beautiful bastard!" Eris cries out, draping herself in the passenger seat. "That was such a rush, I could kiss you right now!"

Clint gives an easy smile in response, leaning back now that he has the luxury of driving slower. "By all means, don't fight it if you—"

The rest of his words are lost as his face is abruptly turned and his mouth covered by soft lips pressing eagerly against his. His lips part in silent surprise, and Eris takes the opportunity to dart her tongue in to swipe against his, bringing with it a taste of smoke and cinnamon he somehow finds intoxicating. But before he can register her actions enough to kiss back, Eris is pulling away, a grin on her lips and fire in her eyes.

He should have known right then and there that she'd be trouble for him.

Clint shook the memory off as he looked up at the nondescript hotel looming above him then back down at the text that had made its way onto his phone.

Hey Francis,

Long time, no chat! Just thought I'd see how you've been doing. How's the wife? Everest is lonely without your jokes, but I'm still climbing it!

-X

It was a code he hadn't seen in a long time. Her code. She had even signed it with her usual kiss.

'Need help Ronin. Meet at hotel.'

He never thought he'd step foot back in such a place after SHIELD took him in—never thought he'd be allowed to step foot back in—but he could already feel that warm familiarity slip over him like a well-worn jacket as he stepped into the polished lobby, old habits making their way back into his gait.

"Good evening, Ronin," The Concierge warmly greeted. "It has been quite the long time since we have seen you around here. We are pleased to see you make use of our services once again."

"Evening, sir. It's, uh," Clint huffed out in incredulity, and the man's smile only grew more smug, "it sure is interesting to be back."

"And how may we help you this evening?"

Clint scratched at his chin. "Ah, I'm here to find an old friend, actually." He held up his hands in a gesture of good will at the sharp look in The Concierge's eye. "Don't you worry, I know the rules. Just looking for a drink and a chat, I swear."

The Concierge hummed noncommittally, flipping through his ledger. "Well, you're in luck that a room has already been reserved in your name, though payment will still be required." There was a slap of folded notes on the marble surface, but the man made no acknowledgement. "And you have a booth reserved in the lounge for midnight. We trust you can find your way there?"

"Mm, yeah. Thanks, man."

Clint made to take the offered room key, and was given one last unsettling smile by The Concierge. "Welcome back to Hotel Soteria, Ronin. Do let us know if you find yourself in need of any assistance."

The lounge was dim, lit sporadically with shifting colored lights meant to distract and obfuscate. There was no host to tell him which booth he was intended for, but a familiar shine of icy waves flashed through the milling crowd and gave Clint his answer. Taking quick steps forward, he left himself with no time to second guess his actions as he slid into the booth.

"You changed your hair."

He drank in the sight of the woman before him, trying his damnedest not to let the spark of familiarity burn into something more illicit. Where before had been wild white locks in a disheveled undercut, bold makeup and piercings, and a 'fuck you' attitude so common amongst rebellious youth, now stood messy silver-white waves cut sharp, with subtlety and daring balanced out in what combined into an impossibly alluring form.

And yet it was still that avid, easy grin tugging at dark, painted lips that met his words and stole his attention. "Aren't men your age supposed to start a flirtation with 'what's a girl like you doing in a place like this?' If you're not careful, I might start thinking you didn't miss me, Ronin."

Clint couldn't help but snort and roll his eyes at her greeting, "You got rid of the lip ring too."

"Aw, sad that it's gone?"

"Shouldn't you be flirting with people your own age?"

That pulled a sharp laugh from the woman, "Where would be the fun in that?"

Clint sighed; he had forgotten how...whimsical Eris could be. It was a fun trait to be around in the past, but the world had made him weary, jaded. There was no real place for exuberance in a spy's life. He didn't know how to deal with it anymore. "Get to the point, Eris. Why did you bring me here?"

A slow smile spread across her face, and Eris leaned forward, voice a husky whisper, "I've got something I think you'll really want to get a hold of."

Clint had been so wrapped up in not staring at her that he didn't quite grasp what Eris had intended when she told him she had something for him. It wasn't until he felt the heat of her slide onto his lap to straddle him that Clint realized the trouble he was in.

Rough, half-gloved hands cupped his face as Eris leaned down to press an eager kiss to his lips. His mind went blank, arousal and habit taking over to urge his mouth to move against hers. He dragged her closer by her hips, earning him a gasp that let him slip his tongue inside to explore her mouth. Clint smirked into the kiss; it was rare he was able to surprise the chaotic woman.

He buried a hand into her hair, letting him control their movements and deepen the kiss as Eris's touch burned a trail down his chest. His advantage was quickly lost, however, when she dipped a hand into the waistband of both his jeans and underwear, careful to keep away from where he suddenly found himself wanting her touch the most. A ragged moan escaped Clint from the combination of that teasing brush and the harsh bite to his lower lip.

"I'll wait up for you," she whispered, placing another short peck against his swollen lips.

And then the warmth of her body was gone. Clint blinked as he tried to understand what had just happened, but Eris had already disappeared.

"Damn girl's trying to give me a heart attack with her games, I swear," he groaned. "Can't she just leave an old man alone?"

Taking a moment to adjust himself, Clint palmed the flash drive Eris had slipped into his pants, moving it to a more secure location with the sly tricks years spent in the circus had taught him. He tipped back his beer and waited, looking as much like a man who had just been teased as any around him. All he needed to do was keep blending in a little bit more; then, he could escape to his room and see what the job was that awaited him.

Clint locked the door of his hotel room, slumping forward to lean his head against the polished wood with a frustrated groan. Why, of all the people he had teamed up with in his past, did it have to have been Eris that made contact with him again?

He thought back to all the jobs they had pulled off together. The bright, brilliant, chaotic demolitions prodigy who lived up to her alias was a surprising complement to his pinpoint efficiency as a marksman and hired sword. She was an explosion unto herself, and at only age 18, she truly had been a force to be reckoned with. So why she had taken after that first heist to teasing and flirting with a man over ten years her senior, Clint would never understand.

His mind brought up flashes of moments witnessed firsthand of how she liked to play with those who caught her interest like toys, and when she was done she'd leave them behind just as easily as one. It was all a game in her mind. Which made it all the more frustrating for Clint. As much as he hated to admit it, he was drawn to Eris, but he refused to play her games and be another crushed pawn. The age gap didn't help matters either. God, every time he thought about her made him feel like a dirty, old man. It was even worse now that he actually was a dirty, old man.

"A gorgeous woman is waiting for you on your bed, and you choose getting personal with a door instead?" He heard an undignified snort from behind him. "You're a better gentleman than me, Ronin."

Clint sighed. He wasn't surprised by her presence in his room: she hadn't given him a room number to meet him at, after all. He turned and made his way to the encrypted computer that came with every guest room in the hotel, ignoring Eris as she swung her legs back and forth off the side of the single bed. "That's because you are neither gentle nor a man," he remarked tersely, settling into the leather chair. "I don't see why you had to go and grope me to slip me the damn thing if you were just gonna meet me in the room anyway."

"Cuz then I wouldn't have had an excuse to kiss you!" Came Eris's cheerful response."

Yeah, yeah. This USB of yours got extra encryption already on it?"

"It's safe."

"All right, let's see what problems you're dragging me into now." He plugged in the drive and immediately a single folder popped up:

Project Shadrak.

Clint clicked through the folder, and dozens of files appeared on the screen, each one detailing a job right down to grainy, camera-feed clips of the woman in question. "Eris, what the fuck have you gotten yourself into this time?"

Silence hung heavy in the air for a single moment.

"…A week and a half ago, I found a bug in my apartment," she began from behind him, voice quiet. "I sweep the place regularly, so I don't know how long it had been there, but I could've sworn it couldn't have been for long. Then a few days later, an unmarked envelope was left inside my door, lock still secure. It contained that flash drive and details on every job I've ever pulled since joining the Underground."

He spun the chair to face her, eyes hard at the implication of her words. "Why didn't you have someone trace the data? Why not check your security system feeds? What the hell am I supposed to do? I'm a hired gun, Eris, not a hacker. And I'm not even that anymore."

"I tried!" She bit out in frustration. "Once any hacker saw the flash drive's encryption, they refused to help me. Wouldn't even tell me why!"

"And what exactly do you think involving me is going to help with?"

"Don't you get it?!" Clint faltered at the distress in her voice and watched as she gripped at the roots of her hair and tugged on the strands. "They have data on every. single. job. I've done! That means they have this information on you too! You're in danger, Francis!"

Her voice broke on his false name, and Clint felt his ingrained defensiveness crack at the sound. "What about other partners you've had; have you warned them too?"

He had thought by now nothing Eris could do nothing to surprise him anymore. But then, she shifted her gaze from his, looking awkward as she muttered, "I haven't had any other partners on jobs..."

Clint blinked, “What?”

“Look, I-I don’t— I just— Before you agreed to work with me, no one wanted to work with a technical teenager, all right?” Eris crossed her arms. “After the Italy job and the banker, I got a reputation for being difficult to work with. I don’t—” she cut herself off with a petulant huff, still refusing to meet his eyes. “I just don’t really play well with others, okay? It’s usually better for everyone if I’m hired for design work or solo jobs.”

“You worked with me just fine,” he pointed out.

Eris threw her hands up in the air, exasperation weaving its way through her words, “Yeah, and I got known for that too! You were known as the only one who could ‘handle’ me, as one employer put it. Did no one ever bring it up to you?”

“Honestly, I never really thought about it,” Clint admitted. “Usually was too busy thinking about the shit coffee they always gave us.”

“Yeah, well, it was said to me enough times. So there’s no one else to warn, you happy?”

Eris was dangerously close to pouting, and it made it difficult to keep the serious expression on his face that the situation called for. “Fine, I’ll help you find out who’s after you so that both our backs are in the clear. But after that you’re on your own, Eris. I can’t be seen back in this life.”

“Thank you, Ronin,” she breathed. The next instant, Clint found himself in a crushing hug.

“Oof. Er, I can’t help if you break me, all right? Jeez, I forgot how freakishly strong you are.” Clint rubbed his back as Eris stepped away and sighed. “We’ll head out around noon tomorrow to speak to the last hacker you brought the stick to. For now, get the hell out of my room and get some rest, okay?”

[cruddyborderlandstheories]

GEARBOX THIS IS EVERYTHING I’VE EVER WANTED THAAAAHAHAHAANK YOUUUUU

FUCK OKAY TRAILER BREAKDOWN BECAUSE I AM LOOOOOOSING MY FUCKING MIND OVER THIS TRAILER HOOOOOLY SHIT

POSSIBLE PSOILERS??? MAYBE? GOD DDDDDAYMN WHAT A WAY TO GET BACK INTO THE THEORY SCENE LMAO

SO FIRST OF ALL I’M NOT CERTAIN THIS IS RELATED TO THE BARMAN/SECOND STARS CULT QUEST I FOUND IN THE FILES AS SOME PEOPLE SUGGESTED, BUT I WILL ADMIT IT IS SUSPICIOUSLY SPECIFIC. MAINLY ABOUT A CULT AND THE FACT WE SEE A BAR HANGING OUT IN THE TRAILER, BUT HEY, I AM NOT GOING TO MAKE ASSUMPTIONS RIGHT NOW I AM JUST GOING TO ENJOY THIS WHILE I CAN

ANd breathe in

breathe okay

okay

im okay.

i’ve watched this trailer like 15 times already oh my god it’s so good. i wasnt so hyped about the casino dlc bc, like, i already spoiled myself on it BUT THIS IS (AS FAR AS WE KNOW) UNCHARTED TERRITORY AND

IT’S TECHNICALLY A WATER PLANET

YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEES

okay

okay

i will stop using caps

for the most part

hhhhhhh

okay.

let’s just be calm. i got this

BUT HAVE YOU SEEN THIS THOUGH????

oh ym goD

the fucking lighthouse sent me. i just. i went feral for a solid hour and a half. just wheezing on my test. i fell onto the floor at one point, don’t remember when. it was so fucking good, i couldn’t feel my goddamn hands

;-; its so beautiful i could stare at this all day hhhhhhh

i just

hhhhhhhhhhhh

oh ym godddd ;-;-;-;-;-;-;

it’s so fucking beautiful

i can’t

okay

we see the gun/health station under the lighthouse so it’s not really THAT big, and we can see a town in the distance. running across the ice sheets is giving me HUGE southern shelf vibes which i am in love with. this whole aesthetic is just ;w; so good

there’s a catch a ride in that town as well so we know this area is fairly big (which is confirmed in a later shot)

and oh my GOD can you imagine seeing some big ol beast lurking beneath the surface of the ice sheets hohhhh

MAN

okay sorry im still not oevr this its just so fckign good

inside the belly of the beast rotting Monster and OHHHHHHHHHHH THE IMPLICATION-s of that. of that. im calm.

we get a look at 2 new enemies and mmmmmm we get a better look at them later on so just look how fuckig beautiful thsi area is with its acid that’s probably rotting stomach acid and AAAAAAAA

first close up of the town, giving me really big uhhhh we happy few vibes? which im not complaining about

TENTACLES asdfghj

anywway more toen, bridge looks like like athenas which is DOPE im hype for more athenas-esque architecture

the TOWNss oh my god im so im love with this aesthetic god. damn.it i need this injected directly into my veins like right N O W

also the bridge is going over another pool of acid, which the tentacle is coming out of. i imagine this monster was sorta acid based, which is funny. since. frozen water planet. and it’s OOZY too. oozy boy means the eridians didn’t make this one! ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

hm who’s ready to face the unintended consequences of our actions?! NOT THE ERIDIANS WHOOO BOY (you cannot tlel me that there are mantakores on this planet and not say there was eridian fuckering going on nooOOPE)

also, side note, DIGGING the spike pit under the house on the bottom right. hope we get to explore that bad boy

ALSO

who are you mysterious figure whose cape billows in the wind? are you just part of the environment?? MAYBE

more town

first look at that BEAUITUFL red barrier which OOOOH I WANNA TOUCH SO BADLY

look at it

LOOK AT IT

NOODLE BOWL

EATS??? food place?? im not sure i can’t read, Jared, 19

see s-ar(?)ed??

THAT

THAT IS BEAUTIFUL

doesn’t look like a corporation shield (no corporation gunk lying around either) and we do know red glowy shit is the New Eridian Aesthetic, so im just saying.

it could be a corporation tho, mostly because uhhh later shots

hold up

that’s not uhhhhhhhhhhh

yeah it CAN’T BE lol

cursetown - something something

these red thingies are probably just rotting monster flesh but it does look very similar to the vines on nekrotefeyo

given how worried wainwright looks i imagine him and hammylocks are being coerced into the whole marriage thing in order to complete a ritual

i mean no judgement but that red background is absolutely garrish for a wedding

1. pirate ship??? please??? look at all the mist outside and the wooden bars

god PLEASE can i get a pirate ship.  CNA I PLEASE GET A PIRATE SHIP

Captain scarlett wsan’t enoughhhh

2. why the fuck does she have a tail

3.

DJ Midnight performing Saturday: The Dark Mix Deep W???? Hear The Voices (hmmm) and Let The Music Enter You

gee i wonder if this is cultist propaganda

I DON’T KNOW WHO YOU PEOPLE ARE

BUT YOUR TIMING

SUCKS

IIIII AM HERMEAUS MORAAA

no wait wrong game

BUT BRO TENTACLES COMING OUT OF THE MAGIC PORTALS???? UFCKF UEYS THIS FITS PERFECTLY INTO H2O A- i mean, damn haven’t we got enough tentacles from the destroyer?? wow gearbox... heh. hm.

SO I AM WONDERING IF MAYBE THE GREEN UNDER THE BRIDGE AND SUCH ISN’T LIKE CORROSIVE ACID BUT MAYHAPS SOME SORT OF MAGIC SLUDGE COMING OFF THE BIG OL MONSTER BOY THAT THESE CULTISTS ARE HARNESSING TO TAP INTO something. i lost steam. but i mean MAGIC PORTALS

and we all know where teleportation takes us

MANTAKORES!!! WHICH MEANS ERIDIAN INTERVENTION SOMEWHERE ALONG THE LINE

they seem like fire/ice boys which i absolutely adore

THIS SHOT IS SO COOL OH MY GOD

LIKE I DON’T EVEN KNOW WHERE TO BEGIN IT JUST LOOKS D O P E

WHAT IS THIS??

WHAT IS THIIIS??

CAN I PLEASE HAVE YOUR JACKET

OH ALSO

I MENTIONED IT IN ANOTHER POST BUT THIS

REMINDS ME A LOT OF THIS

IM SURE THERE’S ABSOLUTELY NO CORRELATION BUT I THOUGHTIT WAS FUNNY

ALSO REMEMBER THE BLACK EYES THING I HAVE A WHOLE THINGIE THING IMMA BRING BACK OT IT JUST HOLD TIGHT

THIS SHOT?? OH MY GOD? IT’S LIKE A MOVIE????????? I LOV EI LOVE IT LIV E OT

nND THE WOLFIE BOYS THATTHE ARTICLE MENTIONS

UCKING TENTACLES HFDGDHFGJKH THIS IS SO FUCKING COOL OH MY GOD

HE’ SGOT TENTACLE ARMS LIKE MOTHERFUCKING CHADAM

BRO IM

BROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

AND A GUN THIS MOTHERFUCKER STILL HAS A GUN

WHAT A MAN

MORE TECHONOLOG Y THAT IM SURE PLAYS A ROLE IN THIS SOMEHOW

BEAUTIFUL

WE SLAM THIS DUDE UP AGAINST A WALL SO HARD SHE/HE/THEY (I ASSUME SHE BC WE CAN’T SEE HER FACE AS A COMMON TROPE) 

BREAKS THE WINDOW WHICH LOOKS SUSPICIOUSLY LIKE A WINDOW ON SANC-III BUT IM NOT MAKING ANY ASSUMPTIONS

also red SPARKS WHICH REMIND ME OF ERIDIANS AGAIN

also her whole helmet thingie??? very Guardian-like

THIS SHIT RIGHT HERE IS GIVING ME HUGE HECTOR/KEY/PLANT/ERIDIANBULLSHITTERY VIBES THEY EVEN HAVE THE GLOWING SACS OF OOOOOOOZE

which is another point to the “green sludge is magic/connected to their powers somehow” theory. hmmm i hope we mix neon green and eridium purple. purple/green is my favorite color combo. and ugh with the lovecraftian vibes? be still my beating heart!

WINNIE SHOOTING SOMOHE

i fucking LOVE the laces on this shotgun. so fucking pretty omfg

magic circle MAGIC CIRCLE MAGIC CIRCLE

also new chest it looks like

BROO??? HOLY SHIT?????????

JABBER WOLF!! SO FUCKING COOL

THAT SKULL MOUTH IS SO FUCKING DOPE IT LOOKS LIKE TROY’S TATTOO

ohhhhhhHHHHHH THE MOON IS GREEN TOO DON’T DO THI GEARBOX IM GONNA SCREAM IF THERE’S ANOTHER ALTERNATIVE ERIDIUM

THIS SHOT OHHHH

THE BAR LOOKS FUCKING FANTASTIC OH MY GOD

shots SHOT SHOTS SHOT SHOTS HTOSHSTOHSOHTS

dND the MERFOLK TAIL ON THE FAR RIGHT I DON’T GIVE A FUUUCK WHAT ANYONE ELSE SAYS THAT’S MER TAIL THAT’S A TAIL FUCK U

YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YSEY SEYSEYSE BIGGG

THE BARTENDER OHOH

HAVE I MENTIONED THE GIANT FUCKING MUSHROOMS BTW

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA IM GETTTING SUCH DRAGONBORN DLC VIBES I LOVE IT

SWEETFRUIT VILLAGE BTW THAT’S IMPORTANT

YOU ALLL LOOK SO FUCKING AMAZING OH MY GOD

the bartender!!!! his glasses!! AND THE VOICE MODULATOR???

the netch looking boys are called

slithercresses btw and THEY LOOK STUNNING

HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

NEW RED CHESTS??? LOOK ERIDIAN TO ME

WHICH MIGHT MEAN------

ALSO THE DIMENSIONAL TRANSFER PROGRAM ON SANC-III WHERE BBY BOY MAUREICE MAKES US A PORTAL TO HELL??? WHICH GREEN OOZE WHICH IS “HECKTOPLASM” BUT MAYBE ACTUALLY N O T

THE STAR OF THE SHOW BABY GIRL GAIGE WHO’SACTUALLY OLDER THAN ME NOW FUUUUUUUUCK

YOU’RE SO FUCKING BEAUTIFUL II LOVE YOUR NEW GOGGLES

H??????????????

POSSIBLE NEW PSYCHOMASK UNLESS HE’S JUST GROWING THOSE BONE HORNS IN WHICH CASE YOU GO MAN IM PROUD OF YOU

TENTACLE GUNNNNNN WHICH BETTER LPAY A PART ERIRDIANS YOU FUCKS

THIS PLACE IS WHY I THINK THIS MIGHT BE RELATED TO S O M E CORPORAITON? BUT THEN AGAIN IT MAY JSUT BE THE CULT HEADQUARTERS OR WHATEVER, THAT RED BUBBLED MANSION LOOKS P HQ

FOOD CARTS AND ALSO WHATEVERS IN THAT SWINGING BAG LOOKS LIKE BONES HELL YEAH

this this THIS THIS THIS THIS WHAT IS THIS A NEW CIRCL  E OF SLAUGHTEr? ERIDIAN???

THEYRE PUMPING SOMETHING INTO/OUT OF THE CORPSE!!!!!!! ALSO

mutaTED FEET

[something] world! with a skull symbol on the side

both green btw

god YES I LOVE GREEN AND PURPLE IM SO HAPPY

SAILOF HOLE

hammylocks helping us with a fight by some bones and more wolfie boys!!!! i love these little dudes

FIRE MUTATED SLUGS AAAAAAAAA THEYRE SO COOL

ns tHEY CUR L UP INTO BALLS AND ROLL AT YOU LIKE KRAGGONS

AND I WONDER HOW THE SLUGS MUTATED IS IT POSSIBLY THE G R E E EN?

AND THEIR SHELLS LIKE SUCC UP LAVA?????????????

THESE BRAIN-Y BOYS 

SO BLUE I LOVE THEM

AND MORE GREEN MIST BY THE WAY OWOWOWOWOWO

another look at a baddie with STUDS THIS TIME

A MAGIC WARLOCK TYPE BADDIE THIS TIME AND HE SUMMONS A STAFF AND ALSO I THINK THAT’S ERIDIUM CANNISTER BEHIND HIM

AND IT HAS SIMMILAR TENTACLESTO THE GUNS DO YOU THINK WE’RE FINALLY GOING TO GET ANA NSWER ASA TO WHY OUR GUNS ARE A L I V E

MORE SNAIL DUDES AND THE GREEN STUFF IN THE BACKGROUND M A N I LOVE TEENAGE MUTANT NINJA SNAILS

OOOOOZE

BACK AT IT AGAIN IN MY CYCLONES

GREEN FUCKING PUDDLES

B O N E S FUCKING I HOPE THIS EXPLAINS HOW THE SKAGS ON PANDORA GOT SO FUCKIN LARGGO OUTSIDE OF JUST ‘YEAH THE SEASONS’

MORE

this

THIS

ONE

THIS LOOKS LIKE A SAURIAN THE ARMORED ONES THE BASHY ARMORED ONES THAT START WITH ‘C’

TWO THAT GUN IS KICKASS

IT’S GLOWING G R E E N AND IT HAS ***THE TENTACLE BARREL***

OHHHH IM SO READY FOR AN EXPLANATION GEARBO X PL E ASE

GIVE IT TO ME

ALSO THIS

IM EXCITED ABOUT

PROBABLY RELATED TO SWEETFRUIT VILLAGE BC THE MUSHROOMS MAYBE THEY USE IT TO MAKE BOOZE MUSHROOM BOOZE EW

WHY IS HE GRAY?????? HE’S NOT WEARING A JACKET MAYBE HES CRYO-FLAVORED

more sluggus THESE ARE GREEN FLAVORED :O

also, side note

PLEASE TLEL ME THIS WAS INTENTIONAL GEARBOX

LEMME SLAP BLANE’S ASS

YOU *GUYS* PLEASE

BUBBLE MANSION??? GREEN OOZY VILLAIN THAT GOT SLMAMED INTO A WALL??? BABY BABY GIRL

THE R E D

and she’s USING A TENTACLE GUN TOO

THAT’S GOTTA MEAN SOMETHING RIGHT

hhhhhhHHHHH

also ther’e sa fridge on the left lol

also the consoles look similar to that one shot with zane which is why i believe this is part of that bubbled-y mansion.

YES ES YES YES YES YESY SYEYSE 

I WANNA RIDE THE SKY TRAM SO BAD PLEASE

I WANNA REENACT UNTIL DAWN

I HAVE A MIGHTY NEEEEEEED

ALSO NOTE THE EYES

AND THE PURPLE HOW IT LOOKS LIKE AN ERIDIUM PURPLE

ANYWAY I HA[VE TO GO EAT FOOD NOW BUT GO LOOK AT THIS LINKN

I LOOKED UP THE NAME OF THE PLANET AND MYTHOLOGY AND NOTHING CAME UP, BUT GOOGLE RECOMMENDED ME 

T H I S

https://pantheon.org/articles/l/lycurgus.html

AND MAN OH MAN

“FAMOUS FOR HIS PERSECUTION OF DIONYSUS” THE GOD OF P A R T I E S LIKE IDK A WEDDING PARTY, WHICH FORCED YA MAIN MAN DIONYSUS TO <JUMP INTO THE OCEAN> WHICH COULD HAVE SOME RELATION TO THE TENTACLES

OH AND ALSO LYCURGUS WAS THEN <<<BLINDED>>>  WHICH COULD PLAY A PART IN THE BLACK OOZY EYES EVERYONE HAS

DIONYSUS ALSO ENDS UP PUNISHING LYCURGUS WITH MADASS AND WE ALL KNOW HOW THAT RELATES

OKAY BYE 

[retvenkos]

coveted

Tuck Everlasting - A Jesse and Miles Tuck Story.

tuck everlasting month 2020, day 20

A/N: okay, but can we all agree that jesse is a local cryptid?

Summary: He was here, in the rain, watching Winnie live a life he could never have. It brought up his most cherished dreams of what could have been. Man’s greatest failure in life was never being satisfied and wanting what he could never have. From the beginning of time, explorers had searched for the Fountain of Youth, desperate to taste its waters. Jesse had, and now his greatest desire was to wipe all traces of it from his lips.

The rain had started out as a drizzle, with only a few clouds in the overcast sky. Jesse Tuck watched the rain fall, taking orange, autumn leaves with it on its descent to the ground below. He leaned against a tall oak, his hands deep in his pockets, one suspender hanging limp, having fallen from his shoulder. His chest rose and fell with every deep breath he took, and his eyes were keen as they watched the world around him.

If he ever truly took the time to craft words of his own, Jesse could be a poet. He had seen all of the natural world in every stage of its life, and with such a keen eye, he knew Treegap, New Hampshire better than it knew itself. He enjoyed observing the small town and the people in it. Even if he no longer went into town, he would frequently stand on the hill, leaning against the same oak tree, watching over the town and it’s inhabitants like a guardian angel.

There were whispers of the boy who watched over the town, theories swapped between ladies when having tea. Some thought he was a ghost - not really there, but having imprinted on the spot in life so much that his restless spirit lingered there. Others thought he was an omen of death or pestilence, a forewarning of hardship and suffering.

Winnie had told him about it when they had met. She said his presence on the hill was a folktale that mothers told their children about. ‘Don’t sneak out late at night or the man in the trees will take you away.’ They had laughed about it, then, and Winnie had pushed her red hair behind her shoulder, telling him that she couldn’t ever be afraid of the world now, knowing he was the one who protected it.

He still sat vigil, up here, now, years after Winnie had told him about what it meant to the townspeople below. For the first few days, it had felt like coming was of great importance. Now, it fell back into being nothing more than routine, a way to pass forever as it crawled along.

With the rain, people in the nearby town abandoned the streets and left them deserted, their movements hasty as they packed up their belongings and made their way home. Jesse didn’t leave with the coming rain, but instead focused on those who fled the shower, his eyes catching on one couple, in particular.

It was the red hair that caught his attention. Even all these years later, it still had the same vibrancy and life to it. She was older than him, now, 19 and still aging. It was odd, sometimes, seeing her grown up into something he almost didn’t recognize. Women did a lot of changing from 11 to 19, and it was hard to reconcile with the girl Winnie was and the woman she became.

He had seen her through the years, of course, but there was something very definitive about this sighting, something that stirred up a bitter feeling in his chest. 

She was holding the arm of a man, and the two of them were close enough that her red hair mixed with his dark locks. They were different than the other people on the streets, wandering almost aimlessly through the rain, sometimes stopping so that the dark haired man could spin Winnie as though they were dancing.

It wasn’t animosity or envy that stewed within Jesse as he watched them. It was something else... something didn’t bring back memories of Winnie not drinking from the spring, but instead made him think about his blunder with tasting it’s sought-after waters. It was covetousness, perhaps, that ate at him - the desire to have what she did, without the ill intent.

He was here, in the rain, watching Winnie live a life he could never have. It brought up his most cherished dreams of what could have been. Man’s greatest failure in life was never being satisfied and wanting what he could never have. From the beginning of time, explorers had searched for the Fountain of Youth, desperate to taste its waters. Jesse had, and now his greatest desire was to wipe all traces of it from his lips.

“Jesse.”

A voice of the same, perpetual tone called out to him. Jesse didn’t turn to greet his brother as Miles approached, but a movement of his head told Miles that he acknowledged his presence.

Miles offered Jesse a hat similar to the one on his head, but the younger brother declined, knowing that in the end, it made no difference. He could stand out in the rain for years and nothing would come of it.

But that couple in the street didn’t have the same immunities as him, and they continued to linger in what was slowly becoming a downpour, the sky darkening and the rain falling like ropes.

Miles followed his brother’s gaze and his blunt demeanor shifted to something softer and more sweet. “She looks happy,” he said, his voice without judgement or malice.

“She’s grown up.”

“And moved on.” When Miles said it, it was more than an observation. It was longing and wistful, tinged with the sadness that was carved into his bones.

“She has our most coveted desire.” Life. Winnie exuded it with every breath. It saturated her and the man she walked with the brightest of colors. Such beauty had been stolen from the Tucks, and yet it lived on in so many others.

“She does.” And there was yearning in Miles’ voice, a call to those who had left him, a lament to all that he had become.

It was such a precious gift that lay in Winnie’s hands, and if she could bottle it, Jesse would have drinked his fill.

The wind picked up around them, thrashing Miles’ coat against Jesse’s legs and pushing the two lovers below into each other’s embrace. As if only noticing the dangers of the storm, now, the two below picked up their pace and made for the closest shop door.

Before stepping over the threshold to safety, Winnie Foster turned her head as though she could hear the yearning of the two immortals above her. She saw them, two figures on the hill, one leaning against his oak tree, youthful everlasting and somber in the rain, the other steadfast beside him, a hat pressed to his chest as though in greeting.

[marloliang]

ACCESS GRANTED ╱ LOADING DOSSIER  ──────

001. ╱ CHILDHOOD: Lo likes to get to the meat of it quickly. Tumors on her spine. Cancer. Very sad. Bald head, rigid muscles, spine crooked and terrible. She learned the medical processes through them being enacted on her. Lo could spell spinal cord glioblastoma far before most kids could spell alphabet. Her eyes became trained to assess medical imaging. The story they told was grim. Cancer woven between the spinal tissues. Impossible to remove without eviscerating her spinal cord. Then a man in wire-rimmed glasses chewing on his lip and telling her, in syrupy tones, that she was lucky. A miracle. When Lo was only ten, she became one of few children selected to receive experimental bionic transplants (ranging from spinal cords to eyes to femur bones), donated by an anonymous corporation. They disassembled her and put her back together, this time cancer-free.

002. ╱ EDUCATION: Before she knew of careers beyond the ones seen on television and in books – binaries like cop, criminal or sick person, doctor – Lo wanted to be a physician. She studied Biology, which she thought would be a precursor to medicine. Lo’s reputation was that of a party-girl, in a relatively tame sense – the type to crack bad, raunchy jokes, the type to drink a little too much and get people to play absurd games, the type to giggle all night long. For her Masters, Lo wrote her thesis on plant microbial fuel cells. The work went on to be published in a prestigious peer-reviewed journal, and this esteem earned her a spot at a coveted Bioengineering Doctorate Program. Lo’s life became primarily dedicated to work. She racked up multiple PhDs in biosystems engineering and archaeology, specializing in fuel and feed sources, bioarchaeology, and xenoarchaeology. Lo was working as an Imaging Researcher and doing contract work at an IOT start-up when she was contacted by The Company. That was where she met her husband.

003. ╱ RELATIONSHIPS: All was well for a while after they were married. A few months of bliss. [ C L A S S I F I E D ] Then Lo began an affair with another member of The Company (quite an incestuous organization). They had plans to stay together, but the individual was then selected for the INFERNO IX mission. [ C L A S S I F I E D ]

004. ╱ THE COMPANY: Lo had been with the company for a few years when the INFERNO IX exploration took place. About to turn forty, Lo figured it would be the only shot she got – and she wasn’t selected. Despair only tightened its grip on her. While Lo obviously had hoped she would be selected for INFERNO X, she never truly believed she would be viable – until her ex-husband personally recommended her for the opportunity. She still wonders why he did it. If he thought it would be beneficial for him if she were transported far away, to a different planet. If it was a peace offering. If he simply knew, in a detached way, that she was perfect for the position. Either way, she is thankful. Either way, she doesn’t forgive him.

005. ╱ BRIEF: Lo owes a lot to science. Her life, for one. Her presence on INFERNO X. Lo’s cultivated exterior belies little of what is going on beneath. She believes in maintaining a positive disposition in order to keep things afloat. She believes that a bad joke diffuses a room like nothing else. She believes in keeping busy, moving, and entertained. There is something of her mother in her – the bit of Amina that wants to instigate drinking games, wants to make everyone play along, challenges herself to crack a smile on even the most reluctant of faces. Many have suffered through Lo’s games of Pen-in-Cup or Who Am I? or Never Have I Ever. She has an attitude that allows her to get away with it (well, mostly). People can tell Lo doesn’t take herself very seriously. From the pot-shots at herself to the “I CAN’T KEEP CALM I’M AN ENGINEER” t-shirt, Lo herself is fair game. The one thing she values, above all, is her work. She views herself as a vessel for research, and as an agent for science, more than she does an individual. There are dual sides of her. One is Lo: fun-loving, self-deprecating, buoyant. The other is science itself, and it is black-and-white in its unflinching assessments. That side is more important. That side is what brought her here.

STATISTICS ╱ TRAITS

S O C I A B I L I T Y: ▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▯▯▯  R E L I A B I L I T Y: ▮▮▮▮▮▯▯▯▯▯ E L O Q U E N C E: ▮▮▮▮▮▮▯▯▯▯ C H A R I S M A: ▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▯ I N T U I T I O N: ▮▮▮▮▮▯▯▯▯▯ A G I L I T Y: ▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▯▯▯ C O N T R O L: ▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▯▯ R E S I L I E N C E: ▮▮▮▮▮▮▯▯▯▯ S K I L L: ▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▯▯ S T A M I N A: ▮▮▮▮▮▮▯▯▯▯

MISC ╱ DETAILS

▶ MBTI: I/ENFJ. ▶ MORAL ALIGNMENT: CHAOTIC GOOD. ▶ TEMPERAMENT: CHOLERIC, FEIGNED PHLEGMATIC.  ▶ ZODIAC: CANCER. 

ACCESS DETAILED DOSSIER HERE ╱ F U L L   B I O

[howlyoudoin]

Species: Werewolf (Beta) | Name: Rebekah “Bekah” Romero | Age: 30 | Pronouns: She/her | Sexual Orientation: Lesbian | Faceclaim: Lindsey Morgan | Mentor: Wanted Connection 

+ Protective + Altruistic - Guarded + Anxious

S o m n o p h i l i a  •  E x h i b i t i o n i s m  •   F i s t i n g

Bio below - tw: physical & sexual abuse and violence.

Unfortunately, Rebekah did not have an ideal childhood. She was close with her mother, especially when she was younger, but things were never simple for them. They never had much money but even that was not so bad, not compared to the rest of it. Her father was physically abusive toward her, hitting her, shoving her, slamming her head into the wall, and anything else he could do to hurt her. Whether it was with words or physical pain, her father was determined to make her hurt. 

The reason? Bekah was not his biological daughter. Her mother had cheated on him, and instead of blaming her, he took it out on her daughter. He never put his hands on her mother, and she never stood up for her daughter. She went through this for years, making excuses for bruises and broken bones, protecting the man she despised. She would say now that the abuse she went through served to make her stronger, at least in some ways, but it also made her mistrust others, especially men. 

One night when things were particularly bad, Rebekah took her things and intended to walk to her friend’s house. But on the way there, she was bitten by what she thought was a stray dog. Not long after, she was surprised to find herself changing...and not in the typical ways that a girl changed during puberty. The stray dog was a werewolf, and now, so was she.  When Rebekah came out to her parents, the dynamic in the home shifted, somehow becoming even worse. Her mother’s husband had it in his head he was going to show her that she wasn’t gay. He didn’t get the chance because she was finally powerful and able to stand up for herself. 

She didn’t mean to kill him, but she didn’t know her own strength yet, and when her mother walked in on her, Bekah’s mouth was covered in his blood. It didn’t matter what he’d tried to do, that she was only defending herself. Her mother didn’t see it that way. She told her daughter that she was a monster, pleading with her to leave and defending the man who’d been hurting her for years. Rebekah told her that she had become what she needed to be. 

She left her home and never looked back. She lived in the woods for a long time, spending so long in her wolf form that she almost became trapped in it until another werewolf found her and taught her about her abilities and limits. She learned about packs, but she didn’t wish to join one, maintaining a friendship with the wolf who had mentored her, but moving on with her life.

She knew now that she had another father out there, one that might not be anything like the man who had raised her. Rebekah decided to seek him out, relieved to find that he was a better man than she could have ever expected. Her father was gay, a gentle man, one who seemed like he could never hurt anyone. He was married and she came to adore his husband, too. 

For the first time in her life, Bekah started to finally feel safe enough to be herself. Telling them that she was a werewolf was hard because they were confused and didn’t quite believe her. When she proved it, they were shocked but supportive, albeit hesitantly. Eventually, she was adopted by her father’s husband and finally had the family she’d always hoped for. Rebekah continued to hide what she was from others for her own safety, knowing not everyone could handle the truth that things that go bump in the night were not just stories, but real.

 She decided to attend college, majoring in criminal justice as she’d gotten a taste of justice when she’d taken matters into her own hands. The idea that she could put away men like her mother’s husband was certainly appealing. She also decided to strike out on her own and getting an apartment. She was starting to accept herself as a werewolf and in general when she began to work for the police department. Bekah specialized in domestic & sexual violence cases, which was hard, but rewarding. Being protective of others came naturally to her and she was good at her job. She eventually made detective, becoming close with her partner, an older man she admired as a father figure. 

One day, Rebekah told him the truth of her condition and began using her heightened senses to help solve crimes, whilst also on the lookout for other supernatural creatures. Recently, she was sought out by a younger woman, Rhiannon, who turned out to be her biological half sister. Wary of a connection to her mother to whom she no longer spoke, she was uncertain about getting to know her little sister. But as she reluctantly began to do so, she found Rhi was nothing like her mother, and far more like her adoptive parents, who were genuine, kind people. As a result Bekah became very close to and protective of her younger sister.

Despite all of the love she now has in her life, Rebekah felt like there was something missing. She hadn’t maintained a connection with her former mentor and she had no other supernaturals in her life. She was yearning for that kind of connection when she stumbled upon an organization, Salus Cove. They offered exactly the kind of thing she was looking for, the chance for companionship, and to be a mentor for a young wolf seeking guidance. Her protective nature would lend itself to this kind of relationship, and the organization promised to pair its members with dependents who they had chemistry with. It meant the possibility at love, not just connection, something she had all but given up on. 

Bekah has been hiding herself for so long that she thought romantic love was off of the table for her. As a mentor, she’s seeking out a woman, obviously, but she’s looking for more than that. She wants someone she can protect, explore herself with and who ultimately will become a partner. She can be stern if needed, but more than anything, she’s soft and kind, and wants to be with someone who can reciprocate her love.

Having been a wolf more than half her life, Rebekah has a handle on her shifting. She only turns when she wants to, which is still relatively often, and during the full moon, of course. Her form is a medium sized wolf with shaggy gray fur and green eyes. When in wolf form with someone she trusts, she behaves like an oversize puppy, nuzzling them affectionately. She loves consuming raw steak, but of course, she hunts in the woods from time to time. Having a great appreciation for the human food she grew up on, she also eats in her human form. Given that she’s smaller, she can run quite quickly if she gets into trouble. She has been referred to as a vigilante because she hunts predatory men for sport, not to eat, but to maim & kill. She believes she’s doing the world a service. As a detective she helped these women, but when she couldn’t put the men behind bars, she started taking things into her own things.

[echoes-of-the-clockwork]

Book One: Death (Noctis x Reader) Chapter Thirteen

After a slightly heated morning, Noctis and (Y/n) decided to leave the hotel for a walk. Though they had explored the entirety of Lestallum the day prior, the duo wanted a little time to themselves after learning of their love for one another before the others would intervene.

An hour passed before they knew it. The couple sat down at one of the many tables in the main square. They watched as the food vendors and shopkeepers prepare for the day ahead. Noctis and (Y/n) chatted for some time until they heard the shouts of their friends. "Noct! (Y/n)!" They could hear Prompto's shrill cries as he ran down the steps with Gladio and Ignis in tow. 

(Y/n) saw the disappointment on Noctis' face when he saw the others. He groaned and leaned back in the chair. "Great..."

Death placed a hand over her mouth to hide her smile and to prevent from laughing at his expression. She bit the tip of her thumbnail as the trio reached them. Gladio glanced between the two, curious as to what was going on and why the prince was up so early. "What the hell happened between you two and since when do you get up early?" The last part of the question was directed to Noctis.

The prince didn't want to go into details as he sweated nervously. "Made up and went on a walk." He didn't answer the second part of his shield's question, not wanting to divulge details to the others about the nightmare even though they knew almost everything about (Y/n).

"Though only a once in a lifetime incident, it was quite a welcomed one," Ignis stated.

"So, where are we headin' today?" Prompto eagerly asked.

The boys glanced in (Y/n)'s direction, who was now standing with a hand on her hip. The Horseman grinned as she met their gazes. "Hope you all are ready for a hellish day. We'll be grabbing two royal arms."

"Guess we've got a busy day ahead of ourselves," Prompto said.

"You gonna run us dry, (Y/n)?" Noctis asked with a slight hint of annoyance.

"Trust me, the first tomb is quite easy to get to. The second one... not so much," she confesses.

"May I inquire as to where our first location is?" Ignis asked.

"Thommels Glade. After that, we'll head to the Rock of Ravatogh."

"Then let's get on the road," Gladio said, heading to the parking lot with the others close behind.

<-----<<<<<<<<

With the Shield of the Just newly acquired, Noctis glanced at (Y/n). "You were right. That was real easy. Not even a damned coeurl to stop us, either."

Death smiled as they headed back to the car. "That's why I suggested two arms. It's not even noon and we've already claimed one royal arm. Now, to our next destination."

As the two walked side by side back to the Regalia, Prompto whispered to the shield. "Do you see that?"

Gladio knew the blonde was referring to how close Noctis and (Y/n) were walking beside one another. "Anyone with eyes can tell something's changed."

"But what?" Ignis pondered.

"Do you think..." Prompto gasped, then smiled like a child who was gifted a new toy. "Noct told (Y/n) his feelings!"

The bodyguard eyed the two that were walking ahead without them. ""Made up" my ass. Something else happened and I'm gonna find out what it is."

"Can't we simply be jovial for them without the need to meddle in their private affairs?" Ignis sighed.

"You can, Iggy, but not me. I'm gonna find out what really happened this morning," Gladio declared, his determination apparent in his amber gaze.

"Iggy's got a point, but I wanna know what happened!" Prompto chanted, taking Gladio's side.

The strategist groaned at his friends' behavior, closing his eyes as he felt a slight headache from their banter.

<------<<<<<

Another successful royal arm retrieval. Everyone was worn out from the climb up the volcano and were glad to learn the way down was easier than the way up. At the base of the Rock of Ravatogh, Noctis and Prompto collapsed on the ground, huffing and puffing for air. "I'm... so done... with hiking..." The blonde boy panted as he tried to catch his breath.

"Please... tell me... that's the only... hiking we... have to do..." Noctis sputtered, eyes falling upon (Y/n).

Death couldn't help but laugh at the two boys. "Yes, that's the only hiking we have to do-mountain hiking, that is."

"What?!" Prompto wailed as he flew up into a sitting position.

"Some tombs are easier to reach than others. This one just happens to be the most difficult to reach due to its location," the Horseman responded to the gunslinger as she squatted beside Noctis, placing a hand on his head. "Even though you complained and slipped countless of times on the way up, you managed to get the royal arm. Congrats, Noct!"

The prince grabbed her wrist and pulled it away from his sweaty forehead. "Why does it sound like you're making fun of me?"

"Oh, far from it," (Y/n) chuckled. "You sounded like a child on the way up, but you still pushed through and added another glaive to your arsenal."

Noctis' sapphire eyes moved from Death's (e/c) gaze to her lips. He felt the urge to kiss her, but he couldn't with the others watching them closely. Even though they hadn't said they loved each other this morning, their first kiss was enough to convey those three blissful words.

"Noct," Gladio calls out to the younger boy. "You done starin' at her?"

"Uh..." The prince muttered, not realizing he was staring until the shield pointed it out.

(Y/n) snorted with laughter at his flabbergasted expression as she helped him up to his feet. "I'm sure you all are hungry. It's almost five and you guys didn't even eat breakfast."

"(Y/n)'s right. I'm starving," Prompto moaned, rubbing his grumbling stomach. "Let's go eat something!"

<------<<<<<<

As the boys ate dinner at the eatery by the main road in Lestallum, (Y/n) had left them to see how Talcott was doing. She had found the little boy walking around the market with Iris. When he spotted her, Talcott rushed over with a smile etched across his face. "Hey, (Y/n)!"

"Hi, Talcott," Death smiles in return.

Even though the boy has only known (Y/n) for a couple of days, he has a fondness for her. She had a special place in his heart ever since she comforted him and lulled him to sleep. Talcott knew she could've just left him a crying mess, but she didn't. "Look at this cactuar figure Iris bought me!" He pulled out a metal cactuar figurine, showing his new knickknack to the girl.

"I think I saw one of these at Wiz Chocobo Post. Except, it was made of wood and not metal," (Y/n) said.

Talcott's brown eyes glistened. "Really?! That's the only one I'm missing from my collection now that I've got the metal one!"

"If I would've known that, I would've bought it for you. Maybe the others and I will swing by Wiz's again and I'll make sure to buy it for you."

Iris watched the exchange between the two and smiled. She held a bag of fresh fruits and vegetables as she joined the two. "I know the boys are always in need of ingredients. I hope this is enough."

(Y/n) took the bag from the young Amicitia, smiling gratefully at her. "I know Ignis will be the most grateful. Thank you, Iris." Even though she had only been camping with the boys a few times, she knew the tactician was the only one with cooking abilities. "I'll go put them in the car."

"Can I come with you?" Talcott begged.

The Horseman sent her smile his way. "Of course! C'mon, then."

The two headed to the parking lot, Talcott talking (Y/n)'s ear off about random things. She didn't mind, knowing he just wanted to talk to her. After the boy finished, Death asked questions to get to know him a little better.

In the parking lot, (Y/n) placed the groceries in the backseat since she wasn't able to open the trunk. After the delivery, Talcott wanted to head to the outlook, not wanting to return to the hotel just yet. He held his new cactuar figure in his hands as they wandered down the stairs to the outlook. When Death heard an energetic voice coming from the outlook, she glanced to her left and saw the boys talking to a man in a shirt that read "Meteor" on the front.

Prompto was the first to notice her and waved. His small gesture caught everyone's attention, even the man's. Talcott and (Y/n) walked over to the five and out of the blue, the man pointed at the girl. "She will make the perfect model!"

"Huh?" Death's eye's widened slightly.

"Meteor Publishing needs a model for our next issue and you fit the bill!" The man cheered, fanning himself with his hand.

"Uh, I'm not exactly model material," the Horseman mumbled.

"Nonsense! You'd be perfect! By the way, name's Vyv," the man said.

"(Y/n)," Death greeted in return.

"So, will you do it?" The photographer eagerly questioned.

"I don't know..."

"I'll give you ten thousand gil for two good photos."

Noctis seemed to choke on air at hearing the amount. He cleared his throat before speaking. "That's a lot for just two pictures."

"Two good pictures. Think you can do that?" Vyv asked.

"(Y/n) should be the one to decide," Ignis stated.

"Like I said, I'm not model material, but... I know you guys need all the gil you can get your hands on," the Horseman spoke her mind. "I'll do it."

"Great!" Vyv shouted with a smile. "Make sure to wear something nice."

(Y/n) glanced down at her current outfit, knowing she had nothing else to change into. "This is all I have."

"Iris can help you with a new outfit," Gladio said.

"I'm looking forward to what you'll bring me," Vyv said.

During the entire conversation, Talcott remained at (Y/n)'s side in silence. She placed a hand on his head, patting it gently. "Sorry for getting sidetracked."

Talcott shook his head. "Don't worry 'bout it." The little boy suddenly yawned, wiping a stray tear from his eye.

"Guess we all should be getting some rest. It's almost nine. We've got another busy day tomorrow now that we've got another task to do."

<------<<<<<<<

Arriving at the Leville, Talcott headed upstairs to Iris' room. Prompto, Gladio, and Ignis followed, but Noctis stayed behind. He scratched the back of his neck, staring down at the tiled floor. (Y/n) could sense his nervousness and giggled. "You were all over me this morning, but now you're as fickle as a cat."

"T-That was... U-Um..." Noctis blushed as he remembered the intense kiss and how he pushed (Y/n) down on the bed. He covered his face with his hand, unable to meet Death's gaze. The girl snorted with laughter as she closed the distance between them.

Grabbing the hand that covered his face, the Horseman peeled it away so she could cup his cheeks in her hands. "We're all alone and you're a blushing mess."

"It's your fault..." He muttered, staring into her (e/c) eyes.

A smile crept onto Death's face as she laughed. She took a single step forward, their bodies now touching one another. Due to Noctis being a few inches taller than (Y/n), she decided to grab the collar of his jacket, drag him down to her level, and kiss him on the lips. It was a gentle kiss unlike the one they exchanged during the early hours of the morning and it didn't last as long.

(Y/n) removed her hands from Noctis' cheeks, allowing them to return to her sides. She leaned forward and rested her forehead on his shoulder. "I love you, Noctis. I hope you know that in case I don't say it enough."

One of Noctis' hands trailed up (Y/n)'s back before tangling itself in her inky locks. He rested his head against hers as he combed his fingers through her hair. "I love you, too, (Y/n)."

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A  W a r n i n g  t o  A l l

----- T he night was oddly quiet for Bilgewater except for a few taverns open this late. A lonely Zoey was walking home from her criminal market simply enjoying the peaceful night walk home before realizing she wasn’t alone.

In fact, she had a bounty hunter after her.

Even her own demon She’Tanta noticed this. He slithered from his hiding spot in her cloak and hissed, “Didn’t think you would be taking a guest with you home~”

Zoey smirked. “Ah’m not,” she whispered back.

“Ye can ‘ave him if ye like”

The demon gave a Cheshire Cat grin and slithered back into her cloak, waiting as his host began to slow down some so the bounty hunter could catch up. And when he did, she immediately turned around, disarmed him and slammed him onto his back before pulling her knife out.

“Gawdammit, wha’ th’ fuck, lady?!” he hissed, eyes cold as ice as he glared at her.

“Look, dun make this harder than it needs t’ be. Who are you? Who sent ye?” she interrogated keeping the small knife at his neck. “Ya think I’m gonna tell you, ya gypsy whore?!”

She slammed his head to the ground and he yelped. “Ah really dun appreciate yer sense o’ humor, bitch,” Zoy growled at him. “Now I ain’t askin’ again. Who. Sent you?!” Her grip was getting tighter around his neck, the demon doing his work. “Mmmph. Tha’d be th’ last damn thing I’d tell you!” he spat at her. The woman stared down at him, seemingly in deep thought before she smirked.

“Alrigh’”

She let go of him and he gasped for air. The grip on her right hand was a hell lot stronger than her left he noticed. “Dammit-! Th’ hell kinda grip was that?! Ya fuckin’ gypsy slut!” he growled. “Tha’ ain’t gettin’ ya answers!” The woman just stood there, a dark grin now curling on her lips, giving the man a bit of the creeps.

“Oh Ah know tha’ won’t,” she answered him.

He stepped back towards an alley when he saw her right arm, all covered in some dark essence gradually begin consuming her body. “It’s jes’. It was such a disappointment tryin’ t’ make ya talk an’ ye won’ rat yerself out~”

The man’s eyes widened as her body was now covered in that black essence and take shape of something else.

Something more monstrous.

“ N o w  w h a t  f u n  w o u l d  t h a t  b e ~ ? “

-----

A pair of young boys had snuck out of their homes to go exploring an abandoned alleyway and shack town, the two telling each other rumors about the place.

“I heard there was this butcher that hung himself, an’ his ghost haunts th’ place!” one boy started kicking a rock.

“Yeah? W’ll I heard this place has a monster hidin’ in there!” the other replied. “Like— a HUUGE one.”

His friend scoffed, “Dude, there is no way a monster could live out here—“

“GET AWAY FROM ME!!” a man’s voice screamed. The boys stopped and found a place behind boxes to hide.

“What...”

“Shh!”

The two watched as a man tripped over his own foot, his body and voice shaking from fear. “NO!! GET BACK!!” he called out to the darkness. Out from the darkness, a large horned, demonic creature with a skull head burst out and had it’s long clawed hand on his legs.

“See?! I told yo—“ The boy covered his friend’s mouth to keep him quiet while they watched. The man was almost crying in terror while making futile attempts to kick the demon away from him. “GET OFF ME!! GET OFF!!”

The demon’s skeletal mouth would gradually open and reveal rows upon rows of tiny razor sharp teeth before letting out an inhuman roar. It backed off for a moment only to grab the man by the legs with its teeth. “NO! NO NO NO!!” The demon slowly dragged him some before lifting the man off the ground and slamming him down hard, causing blood to come from his mouth.

“Ple-ease...! Let me go,” he cried weakly before being slammed again. The boys meanwhile grew terrified of the monster demon. Neither of them had seen anything like it in Bilgewater. Did it come from the depths of the dark waters? What even was this thing?

All they knew was they had to get out of there. Now.

But they couldn’t.

They watched as the creature gave a death glare at the man as he cried again, “Please! Let m-me go! I-I promise, I-I won’ come near you again!” The demon’s eyes narrowed. “Yes!! I’m sure!! Please let me go...!”

The demon seemed pleased.

Except it wasn’t.

The demon dug its teeth into the man’s leg and ripped it off his body, blood spraying on nearby walls. The man let out a painful scream and watched hopelessly as the thing ate his leg and gave him a pleased smile. The smile was the last thing he saw before he fought his last fight and the demon ripped off his arm and jaw clean off him before eating them. The boys immediately felt sick to their stomachs and got the courage and strength to start running back home, vowing to never come back.

The next morning, several locals found the man’s dead body covered in flies and in a pool of his own blood while wharf rats scavenged him for food.

Among the crowd of curious bystanders, a woman in a black and gold cloak stood by and watched them be awed by the macabre scene.

“... Well. Ya got yer fill,” Zoey said to the shadowy snake-like demon. She’Tanta slithered from his hiding spot and added, “Let this be a lesson to those who want you dead, my girl. They won’t like it when they’re next on my menu~”

The woman chuckled. “Yup. No one’ll know.”

[quantumrpg]

NAME: Ariadne “Ari” Lefebvre AGE: 25 SPECIES: Time Traveler - The Creator OCCUPATION: Owner of Tempus YEAR OF ARRIVAL: 1973 RESIDENT FOR… fort-five years. FACECLAIM: Marine Vacth

t i m e  i s  a n  i l l u s i o n,  b u t  n o t  o u r  s t o r i e s…

The beginning, as most beginnings could often be described, was exceedingly ordinary. Ariadne was born in a small village in France, an unanticipated but welcomed birth to a pair of young, wayward couple who were by all means perfectly ordinary and decent, with ambitions that matched their humbleness, vigour that commanded their hearts. The memory of early childhood to her was sweet and hazy, one of those that when recollected, seemed to be composed of a picturesque likeness with soaring landscapes and a country girl passing flowers for diadems, bathing in the turquoise haze of the many afternoon days she’d spent sauntering about with a book in hand and a whole cosmos contained in her shimmering eyes of sage-green satin. She was a musical girl, a capricious girl. A girl with a smile that never faded yet rarely bursted into laughter—was brilliantly inquisitive and held a determination fuelled by whimsy yet steadfast in the way only a child could be. She was a girl fortunate enough (or perhaps not) that, despite the turbulent time in which she would eventually attempt to write and later learn to read(in that specific order), she had never really known much suffering. For she always remained one step behind corruption while gradually gliding past innocence, even when she was made to flee the post bombing shambles and fields that she had once left her mark all over barefoot, when she was shown death and more—through cold grey gazes of familiar corpses, the fabric that threaded her reality never showed signs of wrinkling. For she thought of all of it as such ordinary things, because how could it not be?

So then she moved from city to city, ruins to ruins, a toddler still, with a mother that shielded her from pain and a father that protected her from secrets a child needn’t know and beyond. And that’s when the real story began—with a shroud of darkness left behind by the war that many possessed but few dared acknowledge; and it started with an overly zealous child, too proud, too smart for her own good, as it often does. Within the carnage of the proceeding eleven months before she found the land of freedom the girl had met two new family members and lost three more, and it was this fragment of memory that would serve as an enduring reminder to her on how eleven months of time could ever have felt remotely significant. Finally, at the tail end of the war when all the chaos and despair had finally half-sunk into her tender consciousness, Ariadne grew increasingly restless. Not because of how she had sensed the waning thrum of her mother’s life or of how hungry she had been as the surviving pair of mother and daughter barely managed to scrap by with food and supplies; but because of how little control she saw over the forces in their lives and the mercilessness of time’s arrow, stripping away humanity and what sustains it in the way a seven year old saw it as it was. Though a last ray of silver lining and a soldier’s patronage would secure a future for the young girl, within a mere seven days after they have arrived at their destination, her mother too, loosened her grip on life while still tightly holding onto hers. It was the winter of 1945, and they were in Michigan.

The man they met then and took them in was supposedly a close friend of her late father’s, whom the girl had never heard anything about until they’ve landed on the shore of the United States. Ariadne, for all that she was eager to learn and see in this brand new land of strangers and apparent safety, still clutched onto in her mind too fervent the desire and ambition to wrestle control over from existence itself. While dainty she poised herself and timidly she spoke with a hint of honest purity that would devastate anyone with half a heart, her eyes had already become accustomed to the certain darkness of understanding things much too soon in a way that is just twisted enough to reflect reality. In this new life she was now given, though, she was quite fortunately granted the opportunity to satiate her thirst for knowing, and knowing more. That friend of her father’s, a lecturer at the University of Michigan, became known as her surrogate father and provided her with all the unconditional care that ought to be the birth right of every child born. While in a disappointing sense, there remained a rift between them until Ari had aged well into adolescence, they formed a considerable bond nonetheless over a mutual respect for higher learning and solidarity over the loss they have both endured.

While life was by no means simple growing up in Michigan post war, the girl who was once nearly extinguished by smoke and debris quickly found some semblance of a child’s attitude to life with meaning upon enrolling in public school. They called her a genius then, the girl with a confident gaze that conveyed too much for her age and a tongue so wickedly precise and more bitter than arsenic. People either furiously disliked her or felt endlessly fascinated by the girl who proclaimed that she wanted to solve the theory (or theories) that governed existence itself—space, time, the human mind and all. She felt empowered by the knowledge she absorbed perpetually through books and papers and quickly she became addicted to that power she felt. She had not ceased to be that storm of lyrical mystery that once flourished on foreign soil; her existence, now forged metallic and carved deeply into the fabric of time conducts rapidly her desire over knowledge and control. And if her human brain isn’t enough, she will build another, and another, and another until she has in her command an entity with such capacity that will allow her to master reality in its entirety.

Her enrolment in MIT was a monumental achievement in such grand ambition but it was still no where close to where she needs to be. That is, until she met the five other individuals with ambitions perhaps not as colossal as hers but were perchance her equal in audacity and will. December of 1963 marked the moment where the history of reality itself will permanently change, for better or for worse—and Ariadne, having never forgotten what it meant to be the one with her strings pulled and moments stolen away, quickly mined through and embraced the shockwave of revolution. She took matters into her own hands to explore the scope of her new abilities: and found out that not only could she now master time, she could also create them. She saw new possibilities, creating liminal spaces where realities are in a sense, under her control, while branches of time and infinite realities are made accessible at her fingertips.

She knew what that meant instantly, and in the span of ten years she had lived through ten thousand, and in the ever increasing amount of liminal spaces she has conceived, people were able to live better lives, left contented and each to their own devices. She was careful, indeed, careful never to bite off more than she could chew or to create irreparable tears in the any of the higher dimensions. But nevertheless she saw the consequences, though more notably the ones caused by the others. She decided then, whatever she would do could not be done while the others are present, while they - including herself - each went their own way. And in 1973 she created a version of New York, originally a pet project that she grew increasingly fond of for reasons ranging from nostalgia to excuses of cultural relevance, but mainly because that was where she had first landed on the American soil, and where millions of others have found a place for themselves too. She met up with the other travellers, her old friends, put on her mask of sincere goodwill and concerns for the greater forces at play—none of which are fake, in truth, and once more united their abilities, intellectual or otherwise, to share the burden of such knowledge including ones regarding those forces beyond any logic and scientific explanation made for human comprehension.

A leader emerged among them, and she followed. While continuing to play her cards close to her chest as she always have, she may be a team player just yet. Or maybe she will wait, wait patiently biding her time, while realising greater forms of intelligence or maybe become one herself. There’s all the time in the world, she had thought, the realisation that reality may collapse was not one she had ever feared she may cause, but was what she had always thought was the reason she stands here today instead. And if not, life then, might have never meant to last and exist in the way it has. The universe’s swan song, and she will be there to watch, she will be there and she will be smiling.

This is what it must feel like to be a god.

t e l l  m e,  a r e  w e  a  p r o d u c t  o f  w h o  w e  u s e d  t o  b e?

She is a young girl’s pure hearted curiosity and the shadow of injustice that beckons forth a lamentation of mercy in the way which a child may perceive. The scent of stale roses atop of overheating laptops flashing through midnight over the weighty tune of an orchestral symphony. She is well mannered speech and carefully edited writing of chaos made orderly, an amused and sincere smirk responding to deep philosophical inquiries. She is daring, optimistic in the ways only those with matching confidence would understand. A wayward soul by every means, but capable and erudite with weaponised beauty, as captivating as an era-defining genius and a tragic hero drunk on insanity. She is a child of time made into a catalyst, unorthodox in the manners she pursues meaning and ruthless in execution. Some braces themselves for inevitable catastrophe, whilst others watch in awe as she dances with graceful obsession, meticulous and decisive, her each determined step in a universe of infinite spotlights but no cheers as she rises and falls to an adagio of evanescent sorrow again yet again, without end. Though just another clog that would one day be lost to history, she is determined to be the epicentre of madness made reality—is she virtue buried deep, or hubris’ reckoning? Perhaps in time, we will see.

[babykpopsweets]

M I S T A K E

- Summary: Mark (NCT) and gf/bf (reader) getting into an argument

|Anonymous Requested|

Genre | au | fluff

~Your relationship with him was going downhill. Will it end that quickly?

Everyday with Mark was such a fantasy. Why did today even come? The whole apartment was a loud mess, and you hated it. 

You hated everyone who came screaming at you. After everything you have done to them they haven’t appreciated it.

~earlier~

You put on a purple crop top, purple suede shorts, beige choker, and beige pumas as your outfit for the day. You started to apply a pink lip gloss when you phone vibrated on the nightstand. You put down the lip gloss so you could go to see your phone. 

Message:

Mark 

‘Hey baby, sorry I don’t think I can make it to our date tonight! I am really packed with my schedules today.., Sorry and ILY talk to you later <3′

Why does this always happen? Mark makes plans but then he cancels them right before it, why? You understand he is busy but he should at least make time for you every day because that's what he promised you in the beginning. You slid your phone across the bed and you just plopped back. Then an idea came to your mind. 

What if I just hung out with someone else for the day? You thought about it for a second but then backed away from the idea. Yet no matter how hard you tried to keep the thought out of your head it came back. Finally, you gave up trying and grabbed your phone. Immediately you texted Jihoon and asked him if he wanted to go have fun for the day because Mark couldn’t. Jihoon isn't AS busy as Mark so he answered really quickly accepting your offer.

Finally, you get to have fun with some else. You grabbed your phone and started to walk towards the dorm rooms that Wanna One was currently staying in. It took a second after you knocked on their door for some to come answer it.

“Oh hey Y/N! What's up?” Jisung asked as soon as he opened the door.

“You answered the door fast! What’s your secret?” You joked to Jisung.

“Well with 11 boys/men running around here 24/7, we are bound to get the door quickly.”

“Oh my, that’s pretty fancy. Sike nah! Anyway, I’m here for Jihoon, is he here?”

“Ohhh, did you and Jihoon finally hit it off?!”

“What no-”

“Jihoon your girlfriend is here!”

“Okay, I’ll be over now!” Jihoon shouted from a room a few doors down the hallway. 

“Come in Y/N! So you don’t have to stand for the next 30 years that Jihoon gets ready.”

“Um, Sure thanks.”

You entered the dorm and took off your sneakers. The other 9 boys took notice of your presence and your bit revealing outfit. 

“I am surprised Mark let you leave like that AND met up with another male,” Jaehwan asked from across the room.

The other members threw pillows at him saying he shouldn’t say things like that.

“It’s fine guys. But the thing is he doesn’t even know I’m going to hang out with Jihoon. To be real, he doesn’t even know I got ready or I am even going out period. Which means you guys can’t say anything about this because he would be really mad at me. Okay?” You replied to Jaehwan’s comment.

The room filled with a string of voices saying okay over and over again. Then Jihoon finally came out. He walked up to you as he put on his supreme jacket. 

“We’ll be on our way now! I will see you guys later, bye.” Jihoon quickly said the goodbye and walked out with you.

“Where to?” You asked since you hadn’t really made problems.

“There is this new arcade place down the street! Shall we go?” 

“Heck yeah! Lets gooooooo!”

You guys made it in the arcade and played in there for at least 2 hours. Then you suggested that the two of you go to the store that is across the street. Once he agreed you both went to the store to shop for the next hour or was suppose to be. You both entered the store and started exploring together. People must’ve thought you two were a couple but other peoples opinions shouldn’t affect you because you don’t even know their name. 

All was fine and happy go lucky until you had seen a familiar man standing with another girl and a group of boys. You took a closer look and realized that the familiar man was your bf, Mark. Your heart crumbled into millions of pieces at the sight of Mark with another girl. He told you he was busy, wtf is he really doing? Your face visibly showed your anger and sadness

“What’s wrong? Is something up?” Jihoon asked while looking where you were “oh”

“He told me that he was busy today! Now I know, he is busy messing around with another girl and taking me for a fool” You said with so much anger that Jihoon had to calm you down a bit.

He was more like your bf then Mark was. Although you never saw Jihoon as more then a friend and neither did he. Maybe best friends but it wouldn’t branch out more then that. He was the only one comforting you in the time you just wanted to disappear with the wind.

“I see. I would say it might be a misunderstanding but he told you a lie which makes it a little hard to believe that it was. My best advice is for you to get out of here...”

“You’re right! Thank you Jihoon for today and everything in general.”

“No problem and byeeee” 

Before you left though Mark caught a glimpse of the two of you looking at him and you storming out. 

“I have to go guys... Something just came up.” Mark quickly excused himself and ran after.

You were speed walking and your apartment wasn’t too far from the place so you already arrived there when Mark came for you. He always had the spare key to your apartment. Of course, he let himself in. The sight of you sobbing broke his heart. Although he didn’t know why you were crying.

“baby what’s wrong?” Mark said in a comforting tone.

“Oh the playing dumb card, yeah not a fan of it!”

‘What chu mean? And would you care to explain why you were with Jihoon earlier?”

“Care to explain who the girl was in the store? Don’t even bother lying either...”

“Why does it matter???”

“Because you told you were ‘busy’ or something! Surely you were busy cheating.”

“Cheating?! Since when!”

“Since I saw you with her! That female or girl whatever!!!”

“Says the one who was just with Jihoon and left when I realized you were?!?”

“Excuse you but I was with him because you aren’t ever spending time with me and I need company! Jihoon was there when I needed comfort and needed to have fun! Which is more then you’ve ever done. I wasn’t planning on going out with Jihoon, but if he treats me better then you do I’d be more then willing to!”

“Well fyi that girl was my cousin! okay!”

“If its just your cousin then why did you lie to me? That’s what makes me start to worry. About us! Our relationship has been doing nothing but go downhill!”

“No it hasn’t. There have been plenty of time we had fun together and spent a whole day together to increase this relationship!”

“Like?”

Mark paused for a second his mind running around old memories of you and him together. You two spending quality time together.

“Uhhhhh.... When we went to the arcade!”

“Mark that was last year!!!! Plus I did that today with Jihoon. The boy who is actually helped me feel love!”

Mark put his head down realizing the reason for your anger. He thought about all the times he cancelled on you just to hang with the boys in NCT. But the saddest part is he had always used the “I’m busy sorry” bs excuse. You let a tear stream down your cheek as you realized the situation was more serious then you thought. 

“Look, Y/N. I know I have lied to you many times about what I was doing and where I’m at but I swear on everything I own and all my money I would NEVER cheat on you.”

Most girl in this situation would’ve just walked up and left, you knew Mark was a sincere, truthful, and loyal man. It is a fact everyone knows. So you believe him and give up trying to fight over something you can just talk about. He noticed your more relaxed face and knew you had believed him. He was telling the truth but he was still scared of your reaction.

Although you were upset at him, you didn’t want to seem him sad or down because you knew you could trust him. You hugged Mark in a comforting way to help him feel better. He hugged you back relieved that you trusted him. For the rest of the day you two cuddle and watched movies. Finally Mark was with you in your arms!

~~~~~~~~~

Oh my lordie this took me 10000000 years I swear. Plus I don’t know why I put that gif but oh well. Don’t judge me I am not even thirteen yet. But I hope you enjoy it! I poured all my writing skills into this. Feedback is appreciated!!!!!!!!!

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so today and most of this week I’ve had Crackle on my P*S4 just to watch a sorta nostalgic cartoon based around my muse’s adventures in high school (not the one prefaced with U/ltima*ate). that series is titled Spectacular, much like a run of his comics between the 70′s and 80′s.

and there are some issues, things better left unsaid or never explored in it that just ended up happening, but it took itself as seriously as it had to. just, no more serious than the movie franchise that had just ended a year prior to the show’s premiere.

in this show, every episode is only a half hour long, and it ran for two seasons (it had a buildup for things to come in a possible third season and onward, but then D*sn/ey bought M/arv*el and S/ony still owned most of everything S/pider-M*an, other medium adaptations included, and i guess somehow the writers and studio just decided to can the series on some major cliffhangers). Roughly about 26-30 episodes. again, every episode gave its little precursors to the next one, or one to follow later on, usually in an ending scene, or midway thru every few episodes. this gave the show depth that superhero dramas like Smallville and its CW successors of today express in their stories, but to hell with that, S/pectac*ular S*pid/ey did it best!

this show grounded Peter in realism, showed you his high school. Midtown was a magnet high school, and was addressed on letterman wear as M^3 (Midtown Manhattan Magnet, or for a science pun, M to the third power, or cubed, tee-hee). that’s right, MCU was not the first to show you Peter’s class of supporting civilian characters at his school, this animated series was. 

some things to note:

L/iz Al*len was Latina

G/wen S*tacy was, for better or worse, represented as P/eter’s equal, a nerdy girl in glasses, but by S2′s finale (spoilers from this point on) she ditched the eyewear, and I think either grew out her hair in an impressively short time, or otherwise it had been in ponytails or partially in a bun Idk the show just ran with it to give the unexpected ending some images to relate it even more so to comics

M/ary J*ane existed but only ever was P*ete/r’s fall fling date, and a close friend, nothing more

Fe/licia H*ardy was simply B/la*ck C/at in this, but she’s connected to P/ete as her father was B*en’s killer, and when that’s revealed, she’s never seen again

Ed/di*e B/ro*ck was around for most of the show both as a college student who assists P/ete, G*wen, and the C*onn/ors family in an ESU biochem/engineering lab; he gives off a sorta play cousin vibe, like he and P/ete go back a long way, and it’s nice to not see him as the jerk who eats Pe/ter’s dust in the Bugle

with that being said, he does bond with V*en/om in a unique way different than he has from past adaptations, or the original comic origin. in fact, he was obsessed with knowing how it ticks the moment he’s given Dr. C/onn*ors’ approval to help observe and give reports on the alien life form’s behavior(s). when S/pidey returns the symbiote to containment, and thinks chilling it to a frozen state will stop it from tacking onto anyone else, Ed/war*d heats it back up to its normal temp, unlocks containment, and WHAM! time to exact revenge on the enemies he just found out are one and the same.

anyways, B/rock and P/arker parents were lab partners, but what they did exactly wasn’t given much explanation. they just hint at this so as to make people aware that M*ay and B/en are not to be confused as P/ete’s parents (y’know, in case anyone would be S*pidey inept)

H/arry Os*born was Goblin first, but N*orm reveals it was part of his plan, so you get a gripping O/bo*rn family soap opera in a tv-y7 rated program. hellz to da yesss!

while L*iz in MCU has a father who’s a villain, that isn’t canon anywhere else; however, her brother becomes Molten Man, a self-destructive decoy to keep S/pid*ey off of G/oblin’s trail as he tries to create a criminal empire in Manhattan

everything else isn’t too noteworthy, id say watch or buy it if you’re interested

also, this show was simply, during its short run, kept within the world of S/pider-M*an, so there were no S/H/I/E/L/D, F*4, or other M/arv*el crossovers.

now, why do I say this mumbo jumbo about a show when i title this my personal pitch for a H*omecoming sequel? bc the existence of Br*ock and the Os*borns is still a very crucial thing to be hopefully adapted by MCU somewhere down the line along with the real MJ and maybe even JJ J*ameson and an Un*cle B/en flashback scene.

my pitch is as follows:

perhaps introduce Br/ock in a similar manner as the aforementioned show, but def adapt a believable Os/born family for H*ome/coming 2.

I at first liked the inclusion of H*arry in the TASM franchise, but I quickly got pissed that he was made the villain so soon.

so simply make him the rich kid he is in the above mentioned series, but like, give him the common role Fl/ash Th*ompson has had in the past. jock with a heart of gold, and maybe stretching himself a bit thin in multiple extracurricular programs to give him this lovable sense of ‘i can do anything.’ also, to further his rich boy stats, give him a car that puts Fl/ash’s dad’s wrecked sports car to shame. and maybe not let H*arry carry the goblin mantle, but have him disagree with F/lash on S/pider-M*an???? idk...

write in Ed/ward Br*ock as childhood friend of Pe/ter, but have him be riddled with mental instability, a ruined childhood, abandonment issues, and a similar passion for science like his friend, or at least give him some harmless hobby or subject he excels in prior to his likely ascension into villainy.

with Pet/er likely going to space for In*finity W/ar, establish that he’ll unknowingly bring home the symbiotic substance on his person.

perhaps make this a subtle suspenseful thriller with both Symb*iote S/pidey and V*enom, give it PG-13 teen horror vibes and a fall 2019 release????

explore the existence of the c-list rogues, non-powered thug villains, perhaps give them motivations to steal from OS/CORP, which can be represented as a new rival to S/tark Ind*ustries. this could provide buildup for Nor*man to want to become Goblin in a possible third installment.

most importantly tho, give us Mary Goddamn Jane Watson

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i was tagged by the ever so lovely @theyugiohtrashcan <3 A- age: 19! B- birthplace: fukin Florida C- current time: 11:55 D- drink you had last: water bb! I had to take my meds this morning lol E- easiest person to talk to: back atcha @theyugiohtrashcan​ F- favorite song: kdsjsalkdsga fuckin idk man. I love music. Probably something from Be More Chill or Hamilton right now. I’ll put it as a tie between Michael in the Bathroom, Two Player Game, One Last Time, and Wait For It bc i cant decide  G- grossest memory: yikes uh...... idk I tend to block out most of the gross things but I remember all too vividly when I got my wisdom teeth removed they gave me a pain medication that had sulfur in it, which I was allergic to but didn’t know?? So Kat was over keeping me company while I whined about my mouth hurting when I got really sick. Like, throwing up then sitting on the bathroom floor with a cool washcloth on your forehead waiting for the next wave to hit you level of sick. She was htg a real trooper and a sweet heart, and stayed with me until the worst of it passed, and I couldn’t sleep, eat, or take any pain medication for the next... idk like twelve hours or so??? while we waited for the stuff to get out of my system H- horror yes or horror no: No but lowkey a little yes. I’ve been watching less of it recently which helps my mental health but I still get that little thrill from horror even though it gives me nightmares and only feeds into my anxiety????? its a mess lol J- jealous of people: Ya dude. I’ve had a jealousy problem for years, that I think stems from my anxiety K- killed someone: it was the summer of 1963........................... L- love at first sight or should i walk by again?: Kat seems to have stolen my views on this: No, but I can be drawn to someone at first sight, usually because of what they’re doing or what they’re saying that I happen to overhear but I’m not really attracted to... looks?? If that makes sense?? I mean I have a “type” bc literally every girl i’ve dated has been kinda similar (primarily short and chubby.............. ehehe), but I won’t date someone or be attracted to them just because of that?? If that makes sense?? M- middle name: Ann. boring i know N- number of siblings: none bb oNLY CHILD SWAG O- one wish: uh?? i guess to not have to worry about money. while it would be nice to magically become neurotypical, i don’t feel like??? I would be the same person??? not that my mental illnesses are part of my personality, but they’ve taught me a lot and those lessons are a huge part of who i am today so.... yeah, probably the money thing. either always having enough money for what i need or just. living in a post-currency society. either is good P- person you called last: the last person who called me was my mother, but the last person I myself called.....? I think it was my manager Q- question you’re always asked: does Kelli is gay? or just stuff about my sexuality in general, especially being a gray ace lesbian. that confuses a lot of people in the south.......... part of the reason i’m going to college somewhere a little less southern tbh R- reason to smile: FUCKIN LIFE DUDE. LISTEN OK IM A PHILOSOPHY MAJOR AND I GET H*CKED UP ABOUT HTIS. LIFE IS A GODDAMN ANOMALY AND THERES NO REASON THAT ANY OF US SHOULD BE OR ARE HERE AND YET W E F U C K I N A R E. THATS SHITTIN AWESOME DUDE. IM HERE HAVIN A GOOD TIME WITH A GOOD FRIEND CHILLIN OUT AND WERE BOTH HERE AND ALIVE AND WE EXIST EXACTLY THE WAY WE ARE THAT HTATS HELLA GUYS S- song you sang last: ksjafldkjalksgje it was probably something Hamilton, Kat’s right. was it Take a Break??? probablu T- top 3 fictional characters: i cant choose........................ uhhh i guess Michael Mell from Be More Chill (Jeremy and Christine are close seconds, but i need my Nerdy Depressed Anxious Chubby Son) probably tops the charts right now, Humbee from MINIBOSS (an excellent comic on dA, i suggest it to everyone), aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand Nightcrawler/Kurt Wagner from X-Men! U- underwear color: //has to check// ok yeah i was right, they’re blue with bright yellow lacey trim V- vacation: uh..........................??? im not sure what this question means, but Kat answered it like her ideal vacation so... idk probably going to a big city like NYC or Seattle (which is on my bucket list to visit) with money to throw around and just. go see shows and explore. W- when’s your birthday: June 15! It just happened lol X- x-rays: uhhhhhhhhhhh. the last one I had was earlier this year when I was really really sick and I had to get checked for pneumonia??? i didnt have pneumonia but i had strep that i didn’t take care of properly which could have turned into pneumonia but turned into bronchitis instead Y- your favorite food: fuckin. idk man. i like food. Z- zodiac sign: im a mf gemini

and can i get uhhhhhhhhhhhhhh i’ll tag @ifyoujustbelieveinme, @sorry--imfangirling, @sonofdysonsphere, @kaiju-genital-thunderstorm, @fangirltothefullest, @fanofallthingsadorkable, and @consistant-screaming-to-the-void! Plus anyone else who wants to do this, if you’re looking for a reason to do one of these, this is it!! IM TAGGING YOU BITCH, just put me as the person who tagged you bc i wanna see it :3