#secretum-mori

[thank-god-and-you]

I was tagged by @markcampbells--thank you! <3

Last song: It Is What It Is by Lifehouse.

Favourite colour: Green!

Currently watching: Oh, I've got absolutely too many shows on the go, it's no wonder it takes me forever to get through anything. Some of these I've been catching up with for literal years because I watch like one episode a month or something, LOL. Various YouTube game playthroughs, Call the Midwife, The Crown, Jurassic World: Camp Cretaceous, Orange is the New Black, Easy, Sanditon, Benidorm, The Office US, 30 Rock, Keeping up Appearances, a few reality shows, Avatar: The Last Airbender, Pokémon, The Bear, Riches.

Last movie: Aladdin: The Return of Jafar. Working my way through Disney movies that I haven't seen before and that was one of them.

Currently reading: The book that I pick up once a week and read a few pages of in between writing: The Thursday Murder Club by Richard Osman, which I am enjoying. The book I've been reading every night before bed: The Last Thing He Told Me by Laura Dave, which I knew within a few pages I would not enjoy, and wouldn't have picked myself (Mum panicked and picked it as part of a buy-one-get-one-half-price deal alongside another book which I haven't opened yet), but once I'd started I couldn't not finish. I'll be finishing it off tonight, which I'm glad about. I'll be starting The Centre by Ayesha Manazir Siddiqui tomorrow (audiobook version because I am a simple bi woman who just wants to listen to Balvinder Sopal's voice for eight-and-a-half hours).

Sweet/spicy/savory: Sweet, though I am highly constrained by my ARFID.

Relationship status: Likely gonna be single forever. I have severe anxieties about dating because of body image/ARFID, so yeah. Most of the time I'm fine with that. Other times I feel like I'm in a glass box watching life pass me by.

Current obsession: If you'd told me five years ago that I'd be leaving my twenties completely and utterly obsessed with a soap couple, I would have laughed in your face. But the power of lesbians, I guess! My life basically revolves around Suki Panesar/Eve Unwin at the moment.

Last thing I Googled: The location of a sex shop in Leeds. It was for fic purposes, LOL.

Currently working on: Literally so many fics! (Mix of actual titles and doc placeholder names below.)

Anna/Bates: A Sky Full of Stars, blindfold, come here, Feb 21 Prompt, Friday Afternoon, Key Details, Let's Get Quizical, Made of Starlight, Say My Name, Secretum Lingua Caritate, Sehnsucht, The Moral of the Story, Throw Away the Key, web cam

Suki/Eve: leedsgate, A Stained Glass Variation of the Truth, pride, revenge, phone, picture, prompts, boxing, Our Once Barren World Now Brims with Life, Our Legacies Hide in the Embers, And Beauty There Echoes the Speck of Our Souls

Dany/Jorah: Vivat Crescat Floreat, Aut Vincere Aut Mori, warm soup

Anne/Ann: pony, eager, confrontation, Takes Courage and Madness to Live As We Do

Bob/Helen: superheroes, did you sleep with her

Felix/Calhoun: fear is a four letter word, bed sharing

[kingsmanne]

@secretum-mori​

It was about trust, really. Give me something, and I give you something in return. Even simple friendships were built like that, and this was no different. A simple exchange in goods and services, gifts that meant that they had to return the favour in one way or another. Probably. Then again, that wasn't what prisoners would do. Or get a list, under strict confidentiality, about what she was allowed to talk about or not.

Doctor Kateb was certainly an interesting character and someone she would feel more at ease speaking to than, ah, others of the whole organisation, but of course, she had to suspect that this was all part of the plan of spilling her beans so that they could plan the second fall of her agency. There was some... shady stuff she carried with her, that no one would suspect, but Rainbow had gotten into some deep shit themselves as far as she could tell from a little bit of digging on the side. And the stakes were a tad bit higher. If anything, it would come to a Mexican stand-off. 

But nothing of the sort seemed to indicate that yet, why she opened up the fountain pen, taking out the vial and carefully handing it to the doctor. This should be something that could be of particular interest. “It’s a poison I do not know the exact composition of, since even our finest scientists kept it secret. The important thing for the field agents is that it works. And well, it does.” She paused briefly, glancing at him. “It’s remotely activated. Completely harmless when ingested, but lethal as soon as you pull this here on the side.” Like a golden trigger on the black of the pen, but she merely pointed at it. “Do you want me to leave it here with you so you can take a proper look at it?”

[gromzofia]

closed starter: @secretum-mori

The night felt as if it were dragging on and on and.. on. Doc had been a trusted friend of Tina’s and she would do anything to help him in any way. In their free time, she would tell him stories of her hunting experiences and tell him some effective ways to catch prey but little did she know she was going to be the prey this time. Unsuspecting as to why she was called back to Theme Park, she carried her bags in and thought nothing of it. They had previous missions in this place and it brought back some good memories. There was a time she was setting up for the mission and Valkyrie and Ela had played a snippet of Trap Queen by Fetty Wap and sang it to her, making Tina giggle uncontrollably. Before missions, Tina was focused and patient, unlike some, and she always had her head in the game but that time she was smiling underneath her face mask. Theme Park was deserted and the aura of the building was just.. different. 

“Doc?” Tina called into the darkness. 

The sounds of electricity buzzed through the hallways. It was starting to get a little eerie. Frost wasn’t one to get scared, seeing as she’s faced mountain lions and a bear before, but this seemed odd. “Doc, are you-” She bumped into the door frame and grunted. The girl then continued walking and rubbed her noggin. She got to the very back of the building and spotted the shadow of her friend. “Hey.” She started. Upon entering the room, her eyes widened with fear as she looked at the 4 operators in glass cased cells, clawing at the walls for Frost’s warm, fresh blood. She lost all words when they were all groaning and screeching loudly. Tina snapped out of it and pulled Doc behind her and pulled out her gun. “Get back, sir!” She pointed her pistol at Ela’s head.

[shatteredamn]

continuation from @secretum-mori‘s ask response here

Tired arms wrapped around the captivated kitten. Right after popping his head through GSG 9′s doorway. Plopping on the ‘comfy’ bed belonging to Marius. Right on cue, Liu surfaced a satisfied smile. “Ah my Xiao MianYang, you know I can wait hours even days for you. Just hearing the voice of your voice is more than enough for me. ” This statement true, but Tze Long would be lying if he said that he did not more from the German. But, where were his manners, Streicher needed to be greeted with a passionate kiss from the hongkongese, thus he did so lovingly. Left arm squeezing his lover closer, right hand slithered up to Marius’ neck, giving a light massage around the shoulders.

Pulling away from the kiss, left hand joining to the other to relax his hard worker. “Mmm. I had tea with Mei Lin earlier. She asked me for accompany her shopping.” The candela operator requested him to assist her because every time she went out, some idiot would always hit on her. Instead of resorting to self-defense, it was easier to pretend to ask Tze Long be her brother. Liu did not mind or dislike the idea of shopping, although he would prefer a pair of shorts above anything else. Plus he found a gift to deliver to his kitty cat. “I do have something for you.~ Close your eyes.”

[adiamondog-aa]

"Yes, Boss!" ( :O )

Welcome to Diamond Dogs // accepting.

@secretum-mori

“Your codename will be Armor Hedgehog. Congratulations.”

[toxicvxpes]

" Tell me what is in canister and I will show you how to make an EDD. " - Kapkan

    “ mate-- you’ve been wonderin’ what’s in the canister, haven’t ya’? i agree wit’ ya’, an even trade, my secret for yours but i must’ve told you a thousand times already, i could tell you, but there’s plenty of paperwork that goes behind even just makin’ this wonderful concoction. “ a scarred hand rubs at the stubble on his cheeks, briefly closing his eyes in thought before eventually opening up once more & facing down the Russian. 

     “ for about 30 quid, i could tell ya’-- it’s highly sensitive information after all. don’t want that info muckin’ about, ‘specically since it’s breakin’ a few laws in certain countries. “

[silentstep-caveira]

Starter for @secretum-mori

Harry has instructed to gather a few of her fellow operators for a mission. Walking down the hallway holding a tan folder with papers sticking out of it. She already had in mind who she was going to get, Monika, Eliza, Marius and gustave. Taína took out her phone and texted Monika and Eliza about the mission. They both sent back a thumbs up. Marius knew about the whole mission since he was going to fly them there so they were only waiting on gustave and Taina.

It was difficult to find the French guy, the only place she had in mind where he could be was in his lab making more medicine. She headed out towards the medical bay and walked into the building and pushing on the glass doors. Stepping inside the large room observing everything that was around her. Racks full of medicine, body bags on the side, a table in the center with a little tray on top. He had a hanger on the wall where he kept his white coats. Next to it was a box full of gloves.

“Ahem. I’m not sure if anyone informed you, but we got escorted out on a mission” waving the folder in the air to show him proof. It held all the details that they needed to know. “We leave in 5 or now. Your call if your ready”

[robotiquechoc-blog]

"Hold my hand if you need to." - Doc

Warm blood seeps from the neat row of holes in the meat of her calf, staining the white of his gloves in the midst of trying to stifle the seemingly endless flow.The beartraps were a crude imitation of Frost’s weapon of choice, and utilized by terrorists as a means to cut off ease of movement. Twitch had been so intent on droning successfully that she’d gotten lost in the idea of incapacitating one of these criminals with nothing but the modified drone’s taser- when the small robotic assailant was shot into offline mode, Emmanuelle spared not a second before leaping into the window she’d been using as cover and attempting to save it from being pulverized. It was strictly by chance that Gustave had seen her collapse in time to help pry the trap open. The other operators continued forward without the Frenchmen, intent to complete what they’d started, but the physician stayed behind to try to halt any further damage before she could get more intensive medical help. The brunette felt shame pricking the corners of her eyes- stupid, useless, why hadn’t she paid better attention to the ground?”Go,” She attempts to urge him on, and when he ignores her while trying to tighten the makeshift tourniquet on her shaking leg, the engineer groans in pain. The suggestion initially feels like a mocking insult, like he’s trying to make her feel worse about her stupidity. A child needs a hand to hold, not a grown woman. Not a soldier. The negative mindset pushes itself to the forefront of her thoughts. Her poor drone is lost somewhere in the depths of this mazelike building, and here she is, wasting Doc’s time.That’s not how he sees this, though. This is his forte, his skills made for quick and efficient medical care, not for causing emotional damage. It was a genuine offer, because it would make things easier for the both of them if she had something to grab onto instead of shaking like a mess and getting his hands coated in blood. Her fingers uncoil from the fists they’d been crushed within, with the hand closest to his reaching out. For a second, the shameful childish helplessness is replaced with an anchoring solidarity- he’s part of her team, she’s still GIGN, and even if the rest go on, they wouldn’t leave each other behind.    

[meerlichtz]

Secundum omnibus notum leges aviation, nulla a apis confugere poterimus. Alas nimis parva, ut eius adipem parum corpus a terra. In apis, scilicet, volat usquam quia apes non cura quid homines cogitare est impossibile. Flavum, nigro. Flavum, nigro. Flavum, nigro. Flavum, nigro. Ooh, nigrum et flavum! Sit scriptor movebit illud paulo. Barry! Prandium paratum! Ooming! Pendent a secundo. Salve? - Barry? - Adam? - Vade credis hoc factum est? - Non possum. Ego tollere. Vultus acuta. Uti gradibus. Pater tuus mihi bona pecunia numerata pro illis. Paenitet. Ego sum excitatur. Hic pharetra. Lorem ipsum dolor te, fili. Perfectum fama card, omnes B. Valde superbus. Ma! Ego got a est iens hic. - Vos got linamentum in fuzz. - Ow! Quod me! - Undo nobis! Lorem ipsum dolor sit in ordine 118,000. - Vale! Barry, dixi tibi,, prohibere volans in domo! - Heus, Adam. - Heus, Barry. - Est quod fuzz gel? - Paulo. Dies specialis, pede. Numquam putavi fore facere. Tribus diebus gradu schola, tribus diebus turpis. Qui sunt inconvenientia. Tribus diebus collegium. Im ' laetus accepi die et hitchhiked circa alveo. Fecisti venire diversa. - Hi, Barry. - Artie, crescit a mustache? Spectat bonum,. - Audi de Frankie? - Yeah. - Vos ad funus? - Non, im ' non iens. Norunt omnes, stimulus aliquis, mori. Non deficiet in sciurus. Talis hothead. Ego coniecto potuit iustus fuero de via. Hoc amo incorporandi oblectamenti parcum in diebus nostris. Ut ' quare nos non opus feriarum. Puer, satis a frenum de pomp... sub adiunctis. - Bene, Adam, hodie sunt homines. - Nos sunt! - Bee-homines. - Amen! Alleluia! Alumni, facultas, distinguuntur apes, commodo grata Decanus Buzzwell. Lorem Ipsum Dolor Sit, Novum Alveo Oity gradibus genus... ...9:15. Quod concludit nostris ceremoniis. Et incipit vita tua at Honex Nulla! Numquid colligunt ourjob hodie? Audivi suus ' iustus intentionem. Caput! Hic nos ire. Servo vestri manibus et antennas intra tram omni tempore. - Miror, quid erit quasi? - Parum formidulosus. Lorem Honex, a division of Honesco et a parte Sextae Coetus. Hoc est,! Wow. Wow. Nos scimus, quod vos, sicut apis, fecerunt totam vitam ut adepto ad punctum ubi potest operari totam vitam. Mel incipit cum fortis Pollen Jocks adducam nectar ad alveo. Top-secretum formula ipso-color corrigi, odorem moderatis, et bulla-contoured in hoc blanda dulcis lacus suum proprium, aureum meridiem scitis ut... Mel! - Quod puella esset calidum. - Illa consobrino meo! - Illa est? - Sic, omnes sumus fratres. - Ius. Ius te. - Ad Honex, nos continue studeant consectetuer omni de apis esse. Haec apes sunt accentus-testing novum galeam nulla. - Quid facit? - Non satis. Hic nos have nostrum latest profectum, in Krelman. - Quid faciendum? - Oatches quod parum litora mel quod pendet post te oremus est. Salvat milia. Vade quis opus in Krelman? Scilicet. Maxime apis jobs parva sunt. Sed apes scire quod omne parvum officium, si suus ' bene, multum est. Sed eligere diligenter quia tu manere in job vos pick pro reliqua vita tua. Idem officium in reliqua vita tua? Nesciebam. Quid est differentia? Eris felix scire, quod apes, sicut species, non habebat unum diem off in 27 decies annis. Sic youll ' iustus opus nobis ad mortem? Puteus ' certus conantur. Wow! Quod cecinit mea mens! "Quid est differentia?" Quomodo potes dicere? Unum officium in aeternum? Quod insano optio facere. Ego solutus. Nunc tantum ut unum arbitrium in vita. Sed, Adam, quam poterant, numquam narraverunt nobis? Cur quaeritur, quid? Sumus apes. Sumus maxime perfecte muneris societatem in Terris. Vos umquam cogitare fortasse quae opus paulo nimium bene hic? Simile quid? Da mihi unum exemplum. Nescio. Sed scitis quis im ' sermo super. Commodo patet porta. Regius Nectar Vim in adventu. Expectare secundum. Oheck eam. - Heus, qui sunt Pollen Jocks! - Wow. Ego nunquam vidi eos, hoc prope. Et quid suus ' similis extra alveo. Yeah, sed aliquo non venire. - Heus, Jocks! - Hi, Jocks! Vos guys fecit, magna! Tu monstra! Tu caelo monstra! Ego amo! Ego amo! - Miror, ubi erant. - Nescio. Eorum dies non cogitavit. Extra alveo, volans, qui scit ubi,

facere qui scit quid. Vos can'tjust volueris esse Pollen Elit. Habes bred enim. Ius. Respice. Quod suus ' magis pollen quam tibi et videbo in vita sua. Suus ' iustus a status symbolum. Apes facere, nimis est. Fortasse. Nisi tu gerens eam et dominarum te videre gerens. His dominarum? Non sunt ipsi fratres nostros quoque? Distant. Distant. Respice ad haec duo. - Oouple de Ligno Harrys. - Let ' s have fun cum eis. Debet esse periculosum esse Pollen Elit. Yeah. Quondam ursi adfixum me contra fungorum! Habuit pedibus pulso in mi faucibus, et cum aliis, erat ferientes me! - O mi! - Ego numquam vellem pulso eum. Quid sunt vobis faciens per hoc? Conatur intenti auctores. Ego potest autographo, quod. Paulo gusty ibi hodie, non est, socii? Yeah. Gusty. Sumus bibendum a helianthus patch sex milia passuum ab hic et cras. - Sex milliaria, huh? - Barry! Conlectus salire pro nobis, sed maybe vos erant ' non pro eo. - Maybe ego sum. - Non! Et nos erant ' iens 0900 ad J-Porta. Quid, putas, buzzy-puer? Tu apis satis? Ego esset. Refert quod 0900 significat. Heus, Honex! Pater, te mirari me. Vos statuite quid vos es interested in? - Euge, illic ' multus of choices. - Sed tantum unum. Numquid adepto terebravisse facere idem officium per singulos dies? Filius, amen dico vobis, de agitatione. Te capto, quod haereat, et tu iustus moveri circa, et turbatio circa ea. Vos adepto te in numero. Suus ' a pulchra est. Scis, Pater, magis puto de, aliquam mel agro est iustus, non est ius pro me. Tu cogitas quod, faciens balloon animalia? Ut a malis a guy cum stinger. Janet, filium tuum ' non certus vult ire in mel! - Barry, tam ridiculam interdum. - Im ' non trying ut esse mauris. Tu non mauris! Vos erant ' iens in mel. Filium nostrum, stirrer! - Vos erant ' agnus dei esse stirrer? - Nemo est audire me! Exspectate, dum vos videre haeret habeo. Possem dicere aliquid, nunc. Im ' agnus dei adepto an formica tattoo! Lets patefacio nonnullus mel et celebrare! Maybe ego pierce mea thorax. Radi mea antennae. Casa cum grillus. Ut aurum dentem, et dicere omnibus, "dawg"! Ego sum superbus. - Nos es incipiens operari hodie! - Hodierno die. Oome in! Omne bonum jobs recedemus. Yeah, ius. Pollen computatis, stunt apis, fundens, stirrer, ante elit, capillos remotionem... - Est etiam available? - Pendent. Duos reliquit! Unus ex illis est tua! Oongratulations! Step ad latus. - Quid ' d vos adepto? - Ultro crud ex. Siderea! Wow! Oouple de newbies? Sic, domine! Nostri primo die! Nos sunt parati! Planto vestri choice. - Vis ire primum? - No, te ire. O, mi. Quid est available? Restroom comite scriptor aperta, non enim ideo te puto. - Forte questus Krelman? - Certus, te in. Ego sum paenitet, in Krelman iustus clausa ex. Cera simia semper aperta. In Krelman aperuit iterum. Quid accidit? Apis mortuus est. Facit foramen. Videre? Ille mortuus est. Alius mortuus est. Deady. Deadified. Duos mortuos. Mortuus a collo usque. Mortuus ab collum descendit. Ut vitae! Oh, hoc est ita durum! Calefactionem, refrigerationem, stunt apis, pourer, stirrer, bombus, inspector numero septem, linamentum coordinator, clavum gubernator, minutum wrangler. Barry, quod facere putes... Barry? Barry! Omnes ius, heu helianthus patch in quadrantem novem... Quid tibi accidit? Ubi es? - Ego sum egressus. - Ex? Ex quo? - Ibi. - Oh, non! Ego, antequam vadam opus in reliqua vita mea. Vos erant ' agnus dei mori! Tu insanis! Salve? Alia vocatione venire in. Si quis est sensus fortis, illic ' a ligula deli in 83rd quod gets eorum rosa hodie. Heus, guys. - At ut. - Non est ut hedum vidimus heri? Tene, fili, fuga deck est restringitur. Suus ' OK, Lou. Et nos erant ' agnus dei, tolle eum. Vere? Sentiens felix, es tu? Signum hic, hic. Modo initialis ut. - Tibi gratias ago. - OK. Vos got a pluvia assessoratus hodie, et ut omnes scire,, apes non fugere in nubila. Ut custodias,. Ut semper, vigilate vestri brooms, consectetuer haeret, canes, aves, fert et vespertiliones. Etiam, ego got a iugo of tradit de radice dolor sit effudit in nos. Murphy in domo propter illud, babbling quasi cicada! - Ut ' awful. - Et memoria pro

vobis rookies,

Why are you sending me the bee movie script in latin

[kingsmanne]

secretum-mori asked: “Why did I have to be here?”

“I know you’d get... uh, agitated.” Just like her handler whenever she talked about acceptable casualties, Anne was certain that Doc would give her an earful if he’d only find about the most recent situation in the aftermath of it. There was an uncomfortable shuffle as she nodded towards the decrepit building on the screen where they’d get in as soon as they’d get permission. Meaning, getting the right team for it too. 

“It’s uh- there are hostages. We have good reason to believe that some of them might be hurt and we may need your expertise to get them out.” More than what they could provide with their usual guns. Getting them out safely was their biggest priority, but that wouldn’t be possible without medical aid first. If anything, they would need to be treated right there, and there was no one better than Docteur Kateb.

source: KE: WOW LEGION | @secretum-mori​

[thank-god-and-you]

“love” and “yes/yeah” :)

Even more here, whoops.

‘Lost in Balms’--Anna/Bates

For better or worse—and probably for the worse, if he was painfully honest with himself—he was in love with this woman, and there was nothing he could do to change that now.

“Yes, unfortunately...”

‘Secretum Lingua Caritate, chapter 4′--Anna/Bates

(At one time Thomas had rolled his eyes every time he saw them holding hands, the housemaids would giggle and sigh that it was so romantic that they had found love with each other, Mrs. Hughes had given them wry, knowing looks whenever they slipped back in from the courtyard, Anna more pink-cheeked than she ought to be.)

‘euro181′--Anna/Bates

“Yes. Maybe read a little poetree.”

‘euro182′--Anna/Bates

It had led her to the love of her life.

Yes, secret passion could incite a sweeping romanticism.

‘Aut Vincere Aut Mori’--Dany/Jorah

She’s seen the sullen looks her brother shoots at the knight, and Jorah doesn’t seem to have much love for him in turn, even though he’s declared him his king.

Yes, she has her handmaidens, and the young Dothraki men who have been instructed to keep her safe, but none of them understand her the way Jorah does.

‘all her life’--Dany/Jorah

All her life she had been brought up around a concept of love that had been so wrong, and yet for a young girl who had never known any different, it had felt normal.

“Yes, my queen.”

‘High Stakes’--Jessie/James

For someone who not-so-secretly enjoyed the thought of romance, she wasn’t often romantic with him, but that only made James love her more.

Yes, he knew what that meant.

‘post-m-1′--Bob/Helen

She fell in love with those eyes.

‘the changes come fast’--Bob/Helen

“We’re gonna love this baby no matter what, right?”

Yes, now they’re Bob and Helen Parr.

‘salzrand fic’--Dany/Jorah

Not all of the great houses are happy, of course, but the common people love her already.

“Yes, Your Grace,” she says, chancing a glance at him.

‘Vivat Crescat Floreat, chapter 3′--Dany/Jorah, minor Jon/Dany

Or the woman you love, Tyrion thinks wryly.

“Yes, I think our queen has a soft spot for him,” he continues.

[shatteredamn]

Max Goose, the one person people wouldn't guess remembered birthdays (especially for operators not in the SAS). Yet here he is offering a small koala plushie to Monika with a cheeky grin. "Happy birthday, mate! Another day younger yeah?"

Monika actually forgot her birthday had been this day. Too busy for her upcoming project to give the date any upcoming attention. Even though her family liked to celebrate the occasion every year. Although, this year was going to be different as this is their first year at rainbow’s headquarters. One thing did not change no matter what was the gifts she would receive first. Each german male came by during a certain hour and they have followed this pattern for many years now. Tradition for them to first by oldest to youngest. Yes, she was expecting the same gifts from her teammates. A glitter bomb at 10 am followed by a chocolate cake at 11 am, and a houseplant ( oh elias changed his gift this year how lovely) at noon. To much surprise the female GSG 9 operator received gifts from other counter terrorist units. But, even people like Taina presented her a gift…bloodied chicken…yummy. Where on earth was she going to put this and without staining the carpet no less.

Thankfully, almost everyone except for Maxim knocked on her door before entering her room. He reeked of vodka and gave her an entire bottle of it? Smelling of some kind of secret motive, she kept their talk small and continued onto her side project. Twenty minutes past 3 ‘o'clock and someone knocked rather calmly? You would not believe how annoying it was to hear loud slow paced or soft quick paced knocking. Somehow someone got the volume just right for her to hop off her chair without finding the gesture to be bothersome. Smiling spread across her face, she went to greet her new guest, and it so happens to be…oh ‘Mozzie!’ How delightful. He reminds her of the eldest brother and they seem to be on good terms. Perhaps Dominic slipped the memo by him? 

“Oh Danke Max!” Laughing while accepting the gift. She definitely was not getting any younger, yet she can still look the part. The only clear reason why the german was handed a gift would probably be the fact that she did not partake in the rounds of jokes about the australian’s height. Second tallest female in rainbow…well since four females tied in first at 5′10″ { Tori included. } Either way, the plushie was much appreciated. “Did you know, aside from Marius, you are the first person to give me an appropriate gift? Everyone has been handing all kinds of things.” The koala plush deemed to be the most feminine and thoughtful present yet. Ooo he even used a blue ribbon, bonus points! Who knows the day was not over and someone could give her ticket to her a dream vacation.  

[robotiquechoc-blog]

‘ You don’t get enough sleep. ’ -Marius

One eye blinks, then the other. “Mph, I know.” Emmanuelle cranes her head in a Sadako-esque fashion, rolling her shoulders with a grunt of effort and standing up from the unfinished camera modifications she’d been grinding through for Meghan. Marius’s curious expression gives the brunette a moment of pause, catching herself from wanting to explain what she was doing for context- it had to do with her own jumping the gun and accidentally shooting a black eye down with her drone, so the embarrassment was over-riding the obligatory need to keep the other engineer in the loop. Yet another reason why rest was important, especially when it came to critical fieldwork. Getting your mind clear of all the unnecessary accumulation, dissuading the buildup of nagging, cyclical thoughts… not screwing the same piece incorrectly onto the camera mount again, and again, and again, and ag-  Sleep, right? She needed a nap, badly. ”Here, give me a moment and I’ll clean this up for you.” The bits and bobs of the black eye are scooped up from the worktable surface with a careful precision, trying not to let any of the narrow screws or lens pieces slip through her fingers. The drone specialist scoots around the mechanic with a little nudge of her elbow to urge him forward and open the doorway up for her passage. Face-down in the GIGN courtesy bunks for a solid hour is where she’ll be.

[yokaicanhandleit]

[Txt from Kapkan] Get over here and sit on my lap. A bet is a bet.

Took a second for the Japanese operator to check his messages. Mind singularly focused on his work as quickly sketched an updated replica of the medical drone the Ghost recon group used. He’d managed to get his hands on a fairly bad quality blue prints that gave him enough info of the Neanderthal style flying medic. His eyes staring at the paper as he thought of the use rainbow could have, from saving civilians and operators to even maybe some day making doc’s job safer, not just as an aid.

The phone rang a few times with the message, his settings on it being to remind him of text every five minutes less he forget, even then he ignored them. Rang about seven times until his hands crumpled the paper he’d been working on eyes filled with rage. “何が欲しいの!?”

His hand gripping the phone to the point of bending the plastic and soft rubber cover as he turned it to look at the screen. Heart shining as he remembered earlier in the day the dumb bed he’d been coerced into accepting by Dokkaebi. His mind starting to freak as he thought about having to sit the rest of the day on Kaplan’s lap.

[text to: Kapkan] I’ll give you 50 pounds if you say I did it.

[kingsmanne]

CHARACTER AESTHETICS.

bold what applies.

I. THE FAIRY.  chipped nail polish. glitter highlight. tall trees with smooth bark. tangled hair. the taste of cinnamon sugar. talking too loud and too fast. overgrown flowers in your hair. crumbling buildings reclaimed by nature. flirting. walking home at 3am with no coat. platonic hand-holding. blowing smoke out of your nose. dragonfly wings. chaotic good. freckles. fairy rings. secret meetings. gender nonconformity. leather. smudged eyeliner. forbidden fruit.

II. THE REAPER. computer errors. a shiver down your spine. haunting beauty. hard liquor. crowns of thorns. shadowed alleyways. decaying plant matter. shattered mirrors and broken glass. corrupted memories. stopped clocks. the scent of stale cigarettes. tattered black hoodies. walking your friends home. the crescent moon. the sea. a graveyard on a foggy day. cold rings on cold fingers. absolution. looking out the window of an airplane. soft kisses.

III. THE WITCH. graffiti. pretending to know what you’re doing. worn paperback books. growing up too fast. parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme. lace and combat boots. moth wings. candles on every surface. a weathered deck of cards. turning the music up. fireflies in jars. calloused fingers. drawing on your skin. sunlight filtering through clouds. petrichor. a dying rose in a jar. wearing a crystal pendant. illusions and spells. black cats. mint gum. chapped lips. dirt under your fingernails. the cycle of life and death.

IV. THE WOLF. murders of crows. frost-bitten leaves. wolves howling at midnight. knocking on your door. leaving food out for stray animals. the twang of an acoustic guitar. honey. tiny red buds on trees. claw marks on the walls. golden eyes. slightly too long stubble. sharp canines. soft, thick fur. hunger. a small cottage in the middle of the woods. knitted fingerless gloves. sleeping on the forest floor. always finding your way back home.

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[shatteredamn]

☤ - Marius

2 Missed calls from Gustave, the hongkongese returning the call after finally arriving back from his country to deal with difficult affairs. Mood dropping dramatically, Liu rushed his found taxi driver at the airport to drop him off near the location where he left his car. As soon as he reached his car, Tze Long drove rather recklessly, nothing else on his mind, but his lover reported injured in action. Many thoughts swarming his mind, drawing the worst conclusions he could think of.

He needed to get back to base immediately, not a minute longer apart from Marius, he could not bare it. When he entered the medical wing, Liu paid no attention to anyone, he was that worried about his beloved. Once reaching the doorway, he took a deep breath, knowing that anything could have happened to Streicher. He had to remain as calm as possible. No asking so many questions, just greet him like he always did. He had to be the positive light for the patient. 

Pushing the door in his way, slowly walking over to see that Kateb had stepped out of the room for a bit. There were bandages around Marius’ arms and one wrapped around his head. Could he have fallen unconscious? In a coma? Brown hue downcast, a thumb stroking his pale cheeks. “Xiao MianYang, please don’t give up. I need you to stay with me.” Liu whispered, kissing the top of the bandaged forehead before sitting in a wooden chair next to the hospital bed.