#shes still alive & definitely devouring her fits wherever she is

[shlutmeow]

im still here. this fit will forever be iconic, the POTENTIAL SHE HAD w her little jean cut?-her hips showing- I CANNOT. her similar haircut to vi? the violet streaks in her hair?? the matching symbols with ekko?! the memorabilia of isha w the balloon & her shark hood?? she devoured this outfit so hard, that’s my baby blue.

[atomosphericnonsense]

SnowBaz fic

because I recently finally read Carry On and must of course write to get through it.

Ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/17979920

this fic is basically Simon realizes he wants to kiss Baz and panics accordingly

fic under the cut

Simon found himself staring at Baz during breakfast, as per usual. Him and his evil friends and his evil hair and dark eyes and broad shoulders, he was up to something. Simon could feel it in his bones. He nodded to himself, definitely up to something.

“Simon” Penny snapped her hands in front of his face.

“Hm?”

“I asked you a question”

“Oh, um, yes” Simon answered.

“For fucks sake Simon, I asked where you wanted to meet up later” She shook her head.

“I’m sorry, it’s just… what do you think Baz is plotting?”

“Nothing”

“Seriously Penelope, when I went to get my food I heard them talking about me”

“Oh, what did they say?”

“I don’t know I just heard my name!”

“Simon,” she sighed, “give it a rest okay?”

“But”

“No, just let it go, please?”

“Fine” He agreed thinking that he’s let this go the day he died.

Baz definitely had to be planning something, Simon thought later during class. Penny was just pissed at him being a bad friend, which is fair but doesn’t change the fact that Baz is pure evil wrapped in a well fitted suit.

After Penny went off to go to bed Simon made his way back to Mummers Hall his magic simmering as he wondered what Baz was plotting. Probably his death, that would be on brand for the villian. He stood staring at the shut door to their room for a second, Simon was going to find out what Baz was planning. He unlocked the door and shoved it open. Simon stormed into the room slamming the door behind him.

Baz looked up from where he was lounging on his bed.

“What?” He asked, a scowl on his face. Simon glared back.

“I know you’re plotting something” Simon accused.

“Right, Snow, my whole life just revolves around ruining yours”

“Whatever it is, you know it won’t work so why even bother”

“I’m a persistent one” Baz rolled his eyes, Simon wanted to hit him, to shove him, kick him, if not for the Anathema he would have. If not for the Anathema Baz probably would have killed him in his sleep ages ago.

“Why can’t you just leave me alone!” Simon yelled.

“Because this is too much fun” Baz snarled standing up. Simon clenched his fists, his magic radiating off him in waves, all he wanted was to make Baz shut up. Stupid git, just asking to be kissed- wait what. Simon bolted from the room, slamming the door behind him as he sprinted down the stairs and ran from the Mummers house.

Simon banged on the front door of Penny’s dorm hall, a fifth year opened the door.

“Hello?” The girl asked.

“Could you get Penny for me?” Simon asked, his brain firing off in several thousand different directions as he panicked about his own thoughts.

“Sure?” The girl shut the door. Simon paced outside of the hall, the door opened again after a few moments.

“Simon? What happened?” Penny asked stepping outside in her pajamas.

“I was confronting Baz about how he was plotting something” He squeaked out.

“And?”

“And then I wanted to kiss him!?”

“What?” Penny asked her eyebrows shooting up into the air.

“HHhhhhh” Simon screeches.

“Simon what?! Kiss Baz?”

“I guess!” He throws his hands up into the air.

“I mean,” Penny sits down on a bench outside of the dorm, “I guess it makes sense”

“What?” Simon whirls around, his hand ripping through his hair.

“You are obsessed with him”

“I’m not obsessed with him!” He argued.

“Simon” Penny stared at him.

“Okay, fine I am a little obsessive when it comes to him but kissing him??? I’m not even gay, or am I. I mean I can’t be straight if I wanna kiss a bloke. Right?”

“One problem at a time Si, what are you going to do?”

“What should I do?”

“Talk to him I guess, that seems like it would be the mature thing to do”

“Since when are Baz and I mature?” Simon was pacing in front of Penelope, wringing his hands through his hair then waving them through the air then putting the back into his hair.

“Well, you have a point there,”

Simon sat down on the bench his hands gripping the seat of it as he stared straight ahead into the night.

“Even if I told Baz, what would I say? What would he say?”

“I don’t know” She shook her head.

Baz stared at the door as it slammed shut. What the fuck just happened? Snow had rushed in pissed off about something. If Baz had a quid everytime that boy swore he was plotting, he would be filthy fucking rich. But when Baz had stood up, giving some response, appropriately venomous he’s sure, Snow’s eyes had flickered down and then he was gone like a bat out of hell.

Baz sunk back into his bed, he could spend eternity contemplating the strangeness that was Simon Snow. Or the ridiculously attractiveness. Like when they were a few months into the year and Snow finally put on weight, or when he stretched in the morning and his shirt rose up so Baz could see a strip of honey skin. Or his unremarkable blue eyes that haunted Baz’s dreams. Baz in general could just spend all of time thinking about his roommate, the bastard.

Baz stared at the ceiling, he didn’t need to go to the catacombs today, he had gone hunting in the forest when he found time. He should shower and go to sleep before Snow returned from wherever it is that he had scampered off to. Baz turned and rolled off the bed onto his feet. He grabbed his pajamas and slipped into the bathroom. A cold shower was exactly what the needs to stop thinking about Snow late at night doctor ordered.

He leaned against the wall as the water beat down on him, until he felt clean, then he stepped out of the shower and turned off the water. He dried himself off and pulled on his clothes. He stepped out of the bathroom as the door to the dorm opened.

Simon closed the door without looking, his eyes glued to Baz. Baz shut off the light in the bathroom and scowled.

“What do you want now?” He asked as he crossed the room to his bed. A hand wrapped around his wrist and tugged him back. Baz turned and stopped breathing. If he was still alive he would have died, Snow standing not even a foot away, his hand searing into his wrist as he stared at him, his usually bright eyes dark as he looked at Baz. Snow tugged on his wrist again, Baz shuffled forward, his legs jelly as Simon’s free hand cupped his cheek and drew him down into a kiss. Just a peck at first, Simon leaning back.

“Hm” he hummed leaning back up. Simon was kissing him, was all that Baz could think before Simon bit his lower lip and he stopped thinking at all.

This was better than arguing, fighting, better than anything Simon and Baz had ever done. Simon had opened the door to their room with every intention of talking to Baz, him and Penny had come up with some key points that he should try to make and had talked enough that Simon knew this was the best option. But the second he saw Baz, stepping out of the bathroom in low riding pajama pants and a sleep shirt that was just baggy enough that Simon could see Baz’s collarbone, well Simon stopped thinking rationally.

Now Simon’s tongue was down Baz’s throat and his hands were wrapped in damp silky black hair. And Simon never wanted to leave, he could die like this, hell he might die like this Anthema be damned. He had no idea what Baz would do the second he stopped devouring his mouth. Currently Baz’s hands were clutching at Simon’s shirt.

Simon leaned back, pecking at Baz’s mouth once more before kissing his cheek and then his way down Baz’s neck. Baz bared his neck, whimpering as Simon bit and sucked at the skin at the base of his neck.

“Simon” Baz whispered. Simon lapped at the spot he had bit and started kissing his way back up. “Simon” Baz said gently pulling away from Simon.

Simon looked up at Baz, stepping back and finding himself staring at Baz’s swollen red lips.

“Yes?” Simon asked, his voice gravel.

“What is going on?” Baz asked, running a hand through his hair as he looked up at the ceiling.

“I wanted to kiss you” Simon shrugged.

“Okay”

“So I freaked out and left but then I talked to Penny and I came back and well” Simon gestured to Baz.

“What?” Baz whispered.

“I want you” Simon informed his roommate forgetting everything him and Penny had come up with not even fifteen minutes earlier. Baz swallowed, Simon watched his adam’s apple move up and down.

“Okay”

“I want to see where this goes, you and me together” Simon said trying to salvage what he was supposed to say. Baz I have been having feelings for you, non seething hatred feelings and I was wondering if you happened to have some of those non seething hatred feelings, if so I think maybe we should go on a date or something. Imagine the possibilities.

“Okay” Baz nodded slowly, his eyes dark and his mouth ajar.

“Is it? Okay?” Simon asked, nervous at how little Baz was speaking. Baz reached forward and grabbed Simon by his shirt yanking him forward and sliding a hand into his golden curls.

“Perfectly” Baz whispered before kissing him.

[thisnerdsadventures]

a summer to remember

hello friends, i definitely just abandoned this whole blog, now didn't i

well i am happy to report that i am still alive, and am thriving!

Here's a rundown of everything that has been going on:

[inserting a readmore because this is long af]

May

So in May, I was definitely just all over the place because I was 1) trying to finish a paper published in a conference!! it literally drove me insane. anyways, then i had to go and finish a 78 page thesis, which involved a really convoluted timeline because i had to finish it ~ a week before the actual deadline so my PI could read it over, but then i had to finish it a few days before THAT so my PhD supervisors could read it over, which meant that i had like one (1) week to write like. all of it.

Luckily I had most of the first half already written, during whatever shitshow April was (April was a lot of coding for the paper, and then not having time to write my thesis). But THEN i had to organize all the data from my own personal experiments, make figures, and draft the entire results section. AND i had like two final reports to do for my class, so my last weeks of academia looked like....

Of course, the day before my thesis was due, I pulled an all nighter, because, of course. What other way would I ever end my academic career. Submitted it though, and I graduated! [LINK TO MY THESIS]

Also! I got vaccinated and felt like death for a whole day, but then my friend came over and we ate fried chicken and watched this show called Miraculous, which is a kids show from France, but for some reason is actually hilarious and really entertaining. Then I felt better, so I proceeded to work on my thesis.

Also, I guess I should talk a little bit about the class I took this semester, which was an industrial organization economics class. We looked at things like how different markets are organized, why they are that way, what market concentration means, how mergers affect competition, and what kind of effect that may impose on consumers. For the final case study (which, I will say, I wrote like 2000 words in a single day, so . applause for me), I looked at the Nvidia-ARM merger and how that may or may not affect competition in the GPU market, the CPU market, and the mobile chip market. I think my analysis was a little bit more surface level, which was fine for me, since I'm by no means an economics expert or even remotely should have any expectations at all, but I read a lot and learned a lot and that's the goal!

So yes, my brief excursion into the field of economics was overall positive, I feel like I learned a lot and now I can read financial articles about the tech industry and not be completely lost, which, again, was the goal.

But yes, May was a lot of work, and once it wrapped up, I got to spend a lot of time with friends post-vaccination! After the 1 or 2 week mark after my second dose, I started going back to the gym, especially to play basketball with folks, which I had missed a lot. I spent a lot of time at my old dorm just hanging out, and got to have a cute salmon dinner over at my other friend's place. And we made cheesecake too.

June (MA->NY->MA->CA)

I finally went to visit my best friend in New York. I hadn't seen her in > 400 days, so it was really a very anticipated event, except we saw each other across the crosswalk, but then the light took like five minutes to turn green, so it was really anticlimactic. Anyways, we ended up bumming around New York and Long Island for a week, and it was nice to spend some time with her after such a long gap.

We spent a day at a vineyard and I fell asleep so

After getting back to Boston, my mom came back from Taiwan to help me move out of my apartment. It was a lot of finding people to sell things to, sweating because it was very hot that week, and praying everything would work out (it did). I also got to have a few final meals with various friends and my mom and I got to take one last lark down the Infinite, which I was really grateful for because it was the first time visitors got to go inside campus in over a year.

Also got into my school's MBA program! Yes i applied to a deferred program (which is like you get into a program, but you don't have to go for 2-5 years, as a way of getting in right after undergrad/grad school, but then accumulating some work experience first). It was hilarious, I was literally shopping in my campus store for a new sweatshirt and I got a phone call from the admissions office saying I got in. My mom had been pushing me to apply to grad programs, and I didn't tell her about it because I didn't know if I would actually follow through. But I got to surprise her with the news, and she was so happy she did the whole "calling all the relatives" thing again.

After flying home, I told myself I'd read more and exercise more, which I have been doing. I got a membership at Planet Fitness, which has been really good for me (going 3x a week), and I've made my way through at least 5 books this summer so far. My holds list at my local library is literally insane. (For recs, I recently read Normal People, which I absolutely devoured, and In the Dream House, which hit really hard for me.)

This summer was also really about reconnecting with high school friends. All three of us were unemployed, with plans to come in the fall, so we were all free to hang out all the time. We started out at the local library planning out a road trip, and we worked out a few times together, and a few coffee dates too. We took a fun day trip down to LA one day, and we visited Malibu, went to the Getty, hit up some local food places in the city. Driving down the PCH with Taylor Swift blaring and the windows down on a hot June day, just hits so different. There is nothing like it.

My friend's birthday was in June, so we put together a little video for her and bought some jewelry, and had a Zoom call to celebrate. Then I got BBQ with some friends and sat in the parking lot eating ice cream until 11 at night just trading stories from our pasts. It felt like the perfect summer life, just staying out until whenever, grabbing food wherever we wanted, with friends I had had for literally a whole decade.

It was already a really good summer, but then July. July was crazy.

July (CA -> MI -> CA -> NV -> CA -> WA -> OR -> CA)

So one Sunday morning, I woke up to a text

Actually, I'm going to do a separate post on the whole Michigan trip because that sh** was on another level of spontaneous, impulsive, crazy life stuff. But anyways, so July started off with a trip to Michigan to visit my friends, and then I came back for the 4th, had 36 hours of rest before my high school friends and I went on a road trip.

This road trip was a little ambitious. We hit spots all up California, from hiking in Sequoia Nat'l Park to Kings Canyon, driving up to Sacramento and visiting art museums, and then going up to Tahoe but staying in Nevada, going kayaking and hiking and sitting on the beach for hours. It was reallllllly hot, but luckily I don't think it ever broke 90 degrees. The views were beautiful, especially at Kings Canyon. The drive in, you're surrounded by huge rock walls, with a thin river rushing by next to you. The hike itself literally feels like you're in nature, like the trail is somewhat defined but not paved, there are no sounds of traffic, the path isn't heavily trafficked so we were the only ones there for the most part. We even saw a deer and washed our faces in the river. Throughout the whole thing, we climbed into so many waterfalls, trying not to slip on rocks.

I hadn't been to Sacramento in over a decade, but it was a cute day trip. There isn't a ton to do there, but it was a nice reprieve from the constant driving and nature. We visited the Leland Stanford Mansion, the Crocker Art Museum, and Old Town Sacramento. A good chance to get a nice coffee, a sit-down meal, and some air conditioning. At Tahoe, we went kayaking on Pope Beach, with the clearest water I have ever seen, followed up by a hike up to a beautiful view of the Lake.

On our way back, we stopped at a lot of interesting places, like small towns like Lee Vining, where we found an Upside Down House; Manzanar, the site of an old Japanese internment camp during the WWII era (which also hit hard); and Randsburg, a literal living ghost town. Overall, getting to travel with my friends finally was so fun, they were so much fun to be around for five days, and getting to explore so much of California was so fun - even though I'd been here for so long, I never knew these places existed.

So I came back and had around 48 hours to recover before my mom and I took a trip up to the Pacific Northwest!

I've always wanted to visit Seattle, and figured I'd hit Portland on the way too. We originally wanted to go to Hawaii but it got so expensive by the middle of the summer, so we decided to stay a little closer to home (probs the better decision bc I was already so tired by this point).

Seattle! Got to visit Pike Place Market many times, grab some coffee at the original Starbucks, see Mt. Rainier, and grab food with three friends! Also went to Bainbridge Island for a day which was SO cute - got to do an olive oil/balsamic vinegar tasting, which sounds so extra, but is actually really unexpectedly fun. At Starbs, I did a cold brew flight, which resulted in a rough night of tossing and turning for me, but I think it was worth it. Other things included the Pinball Museum, Space Needle, and Chihuly Glass Museum!

So I lowkey really wanted to visit Portland because I wanted to achieve a long-lasting dream of seeing an NWSL game in person. So I went to the Thorns Pride game!!

The Thorns fanbase is actually insane, I cannot express to you, like there's this whole fan section that actually did synchronized cheers and routines and was actually ROARING when they scored the entire game. I swear the audience was actually watching them at points instead of the match. Overall, the stadium was going crazy, like I thought I was at a tied Celtics-Bucks game with how loud it was in there. Also I swear, Ali Krieger made eye contact with me and waved.

In addition to that, Portland also has a huge rose garden, a nice Japanese tea garden, a lot of good donut stores and a huge bookstore, so all very up my alley. We also took a day trip to see Mt. Hood and more waterfalls!!

That's a summary of the SEA - PDX trip. Once I got home, my high school friends and I did not waste any time on reuniting to hang out - we went and played ball, grabbed lunch, and then coffee, and then did the same exact thing like two days later and watched a bunch of TikToks, and then spent a whole day at the beach to send my good friend off to medical school in Arizona. They somehow convinced me to go in the water and I got body checked by a wave.

Saw this sculpture on the beach and teared up a little

So proud of my friends for making it to med school, I am so excited to see them at their white coat ceremonies and beyond, I swear I will cry at every step of the way I'm so happy for them. Now that July is pretty much over, most of my fun summer plans are too, and I finally get a chance to catch my breath from that busy busy month. Spending a lot of time watching the Olympics and trying to muster up the motivation to start a fulltime job in < 1 month!!

Overall, I feel like I've been having a really solid summer given the year that was the covid year. I had a Lot of fun, literally probably two summers worth of fun consolidated into one. I think in the beginning of the year, I really wanted this summer to be good, and I didn't have a lot of set plans for the summer, even by the end of May. But somehow, things came together, like Really together, and I had the best summer of my life in this summer 2021. On top of that, I'm reading more than I have since probably middle school, I feel the most in shape that I ever have, I can DRIVE NOW. Only thing that would've made it better was if I got to go back to Taiwan to visit the fam, but unfortunately I can't go back because of strict travel restrictions there and they had a COVID outbreak too :/ I still got around 3.5 weeks of summer to go, so we'll see how the rest goes :)

[thepackratchronicles-blog]

Ch3

I don’t traffic in anything have to do with dark magic. Black stuff, the sort that requires blood rituals and deals with demons. Beyond my own, staunch morality, I’m rather allergic to it.White magic, fae charms, and everything between doesn’t even make me itch, but dark magic? My eyes water, my sinuses fill, and my throat feels like sandpaper.This is exactly what happened to me not five minutes after calling Iris. I sneezed in rapid succession and scrambled for a hanky. This would be a long day, I could already tell. Turning the dial of my radio, I picked up a police scanner and listened to all the words fit to broadcast. There had been an attack at Enoch’s store. A struggle, and a man dead matching Enoch’s description from two bullet holes in the back of the head. Very nice. Very professional. I felt my blood boil. I am not, by practice, a man prone to rages. But when someone not only kills a valuable sort of magical goods. Someone I’ve known for a very long time, well I can’t say it doesn’t get my dander up.Blowing my nose, I struggled to pull on my parka, beanie hat, and gloves. I had to do some thinking, and doing it holed up in my pack was not the most productive. I needed fresh air. Salt air.About two hours later I was at the docks. It’s my favorite place to mull things over. Also, like most ‘rough places’ in any city or town, it’s where you’re more likely to find some magical inhabitants.Glamours are expensive you see. Oh sure it’s easy for a thousand year old vampire to pay to keep themselves looking and seeming human. But when you’re a down on your luck Troll trying to feed a brood of kids, a halfhearted masque is the best you can manage.One being in particular, a Hill Giant named Larry, was the one I was after. He ran a seedy little bar at the docks, which catered to the lost and found of magical beings. Especially those who could afford no manner of glamour. And thus had  to keep out of the eyes of ‘normies’ lest the MPD (Mystical Police Department) swoop down and lock them up.Larry was massive, and likely eight feet tall when he stood upright, which he never did. He hunched like most of his kind, and was cleaning massive iron mugs when I entered. He snorted his greeting, and I slipped onto a barstool.“You ain’t wanted here, bub,” “Now now Larry. You know quite well I paid my tab last we-” “Ain’t about the tab. You got yerself a price on yer head.” I blinked once. Twice even. A price? How was that even possible? What could I have done to warrant such an over-exaggeration of a reaction.“Come again?” Another snort. “-y’heard me short-stack. Some.. high end lawyer wit’ a bit of dark power behind him put it our on th’magic radar a half ‘n hour ago. Says anyone who brings y’in gets a hefty price. Gotta be alive tho’, so there’s a comfort,” A half an hour? I had been safe and snug in my little abode a half hour ago. This was ridiculous. But I felt the proverbial weight of a target being draw on my back. I scratched my beard and pondered.“Any chance you won’t tell anyone I’ve been here, Larry?” There was a long pause. He of course was waiting for the reason to not be telling anyone. Digging into one of the many pockets of my parka, I slid him two gold coins, which he took. “-Course not, we’re friends ain’t we?” I didn’t stay much longer at Larry’s place. When you’re prey, you move. As I stepped onto the docks once more, I was spotted. Men in suits... same as the sort that had shouldered me outside of Enoch’s shop appeared on either ends of the long shore. “Ah... feck,” I muttered to myself. I myself, am not one for fighting. In a one-on-one brawl, I can handle myself alright. I’ve watched countless hours of professional wrestling. I know that a good thumb in the eye, or kick in the jewels halts most any fights. But four buff men in suits? No thank you.I weighed my options. I doubt I could run. I didn’t have time to dig into my pack for anything proper. I only kept simple things in my accessible pockets, anything heavy got cataloged away. That’s when I thought of it.A month ago, a mermaid had needed some help getting her children out of debt with a rather disgusting goblin. He was using their songs to get people into his establishment of ill-repute. Abused them rather severely. Normally I’d have taken such a task without charge, but she insisted I take something. So she had given me a pearl. One time-use. Apparently it would allow me to ‘Swim like fish. Fast and true. Much fast’ (she was in fact, a Russian mermaid.)I had never had a chance to test it, do to it’s single use, so I couldn’t organize it in my collection. But now seemed as good a time as any. In a flash, I sunk my hand into one of the pockets of my pack, and heard the splintering of wood. Those bastards were throwing hexes at me!I made a mad dash towards the edge of the dock. Popping the pearl into my mouth, I swallowed and jumped into the icy waves below.My muscles screamed in agony. My chest pounded at the shock. I knew I wouldn’t be able to stay under for long. Not a chance. That’s when it happened.I felt my clothes loosen. My arms shrank... my legs seemed to.. melt together. For fuck’s sake. Swim like fish. Swim as a fish. I’m a fucking fish!A marlin to be precise. Thankfully a large enough animal to where I could still carry my jacket and pack. The only two items that mattered and swam as rapidly as I could towards salvation. My pack hanging off a fin, and coat perched on my spear-like snout.I had no idea how to get where I needed to go, I was never a boating sort of person. But the further I got away from those goons, the better I’d be. I kept to the coastline, until I was able to pop up to recognize the lower half of the city. That’d work. I didn’t know how long it’d take to revert back to myself. So I huddled under a dock near the city, and tossed my pack and jacket onto shore. Both hidden by shadow and planks. Then swam aimlessly until I felt the change take place.Once I had the appropriate amount of appendages I scrambled out of the water. I shook the beaded water off my parka and pulled it on . Both my pack and coat had been jinxed to be VERY weatherproof. I thanked that leprechaun, wherever he was.I popped into my bag long enough to dry off. Change into warm dry clothes, a sturdy pair of boots, and a few more layers to keep the hypothermia out. I also grabbed a flask of Orcish Spirits, and after a gulp I felt the feeling rush back to my fingers and toes.Once I was back into the real world, I slung my pack onto my back, and started on foot. I had no idea where I was going. I was very sure that I couldn’t go to any of my usual haunts. They’d likely be watched. And I refused to put anyone in danger recklessly. I did text Iris. Not because I was concerned. She is definitely a woman who could take care of herself. But because I told her I’d be off the grid for a while, and gave her some vague details about why.I received a reply of “Right”. Which was clearly a disguised statement of love, concern, and admiration. I decided then and there that I would in fact be safest among the normies.Magic is a very well kept secret. And the people who enforce that secret are some of the strongest and scariest people you’d never hope to meet. No matter how much power this strange, Warlock... Lawyer.. Lawyerlock had, he wouldn’t dare risk exposure en mass. I went to a mall, for I love the mall as it’s filled to the brim with people determined not to pay attention to you. There I spent a useful hour doing research on my now third cellphone of the day. Devouring a side of “Left Side Moon’s” lovely orange chicken. Iris had installed an app that let me read the “Magical RSS Feed”. Which apparently announced all the goings-on in our world. And true to his word, Larry was right.“Bounty - Packrat Moe - Vast Gold Reward - Alive - Any Information Paid - Contact 555-8392″ “Well Well... this is interesting,” I whispered to myself, the only council worth a flick in times of crisis. I forwarded it to Iris, and asked her politely, if a little vaguely to see if she could find out who had posted it. Her answer came not twenty minutes later.-Someone trying to keep hidden. Lots of magic loopholes. Burnt out computer tracking it down. Bought new one, sending you invoice.- I rolled my eyes, but continued reading.-Law Firm, Ghul & Associates. Nothing on the man who runs it. Doesn’t exist.-I thanked her. It wasn’t much, but it was more than I had had before. I at least had a starting point. I stocked up on supplies, food, odds and ends, and once more set out. I had an appointment with a lawyer to keep.

[krowhonie]

I’ve always loved jinx/powder’s character design! she slays every single look! she really ate here lol

im still here. this fit will forever be iconic, the POTENTIAL SHE HAD w her little jean cut?-her hips showing- I CANNOT. her similar haircut to vi? the violet streaks in her hair?? the matching symbols with ekko?! the memorabilia of isha w the balloon & her shark hood?? she devoured this outfit so hard, that’s my baby blue.