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greypetrel · 3 months ago

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Later Than You Think ( 🎶 )

Last prompt asked by @shivunin! Thank you dear, it's been fun!

I played both on what the prompt list said about the card and the more traditional interpretation. I hope you'll like it (and that I nailed Garrus' voice decently. They're buddies.)

(re: pronouns. In the first scene Max is 8. Doesn't know what non-binary means, gender is still a foreign concept. The family uses she/her, Max is fine with it. As long as they don't call her Maxine everything's good. They'll realize they'd rather they/them for themselves later on in life.)

Tis the prompt List

[ Female Shepard x Liara T’Soni (not the centre stage) | MAJOR SPOILER FOR ME3 | 4832 words ]

The World Upright: completion, achievement, fulfilment, sense of belonging, wholeness, harmony Reversed: lack of closure, lack of achievement, feeling incomplete, emptiness

2163, Mindoir

The sky was blue, from a lighter shade to a deep velvety blue, full of stars.

Crickets sang around her, and the cloth of the hammock was rough under her legs and arms, but she didn’t care. Laughters came from the veranda where her family was still dining, and she was granted some moments of peace to look up at the stars.

Grandma had books about constellations on Earth, and she had told her about them, and about their stories. Orion the giant, fighting against the Bull guarding the Princesses. Queen Cassiopeia and King Cepheus, who tied their daughter Andromeda to the rock, and the hero Perseus who came to save her from Cetus the whale. But when she first had dragged mom outside and told her to show her the real stars, she had been disappointed to see that up above, the sky was different than in the book. There was no Bears showing you the North. No Swan and no Eagle up against the galaxy.

Mom had kneeled and hugged her shoulders, and told her to invent her own stories. Mindoir needed constellations too, and its own stories to read in the stars. The next day, she found a notebook and pencils for that purpose. Grandma had huffed and shaken her head, called it just a way to fill her head with silly stories, and served her another slice of cake for breakfast nonetheless.

The notebook had filled up during the summer, and she was very busy with it: she had decided that the big triangle was a squid, running from a shark. That cross was a seagull, and a cormorant right beside it. There was dad’s boat, of course, and the record player, grandma’s farinata and mom’s smile, and Dolly Parton because grandpa insisted. All the important things.

But there was one shape she saw and couldn’t quite place. Nothing came to mind, and she stared at the stars first and at the map she had drawn, in blue, on a double page.

“Max! Come here!”

Mom called her, and she huffed through her nose. She didn’t want to go, but mom asked…

“Come on, Mimi, there’s cake!”

She hummed, fought between wanting to stay there and find a name and a purpose for that constellation, and wanting a slice of cake. Grandma baked a pie with the figs of the tree in the corner and they were her favourites Well, Mrs Nourdine's fig cake was the nicest in the whole village.

In the end, the cake won: she closed the pencil inside the notebook and rolled down the hammock, falling heavily on the grass and the dirt, still warm after the long summer day.

“Maxine, how many times I have to tell you-”

Grandma complained, seeing her coming back in the light with hair ruffled and dirt on her clothes. She didn’t care and jumped back on her place, between mom and grandma.

“I don’t like that name. I’m Max.” She protested, leaving the notebook on the table beside mom, and fixing the pillow better under her butt.

“Again, Mimi? It’s a pretty name. Very elegant. If you had to be named with an American one, Maxine is a very gracious name.” Grandma huffed, cutting her a slice and depositing the plate in front of her.

“It’s the name of a fine singer! Maxine Sullivan. She was a jazz one, but a great timber. Have I made you listen to her, Cupcake?”

“Yes, grandpa.”

“So what’s the problem? A rock singer would have been better, but-”

“Please, Stephen, if it was up to you, she would have been named Jolene.”

“What about it, Matilde? That’s a great song! Dolly Parton-”

Grandma and grandpa started to bicker, as per their usual. They always did, and by now nobody paid much notice to it, not even Max. Who didn’t know what to think about the chance of being named Jolene. It was probably even worse than Maxine, she considered, cutting a piece of cake with the side of her fork and raising it to her mouth. Maxine was a dog name, but at least she liked Max. Jolene shortened was Jo or Lene? She didn’t like either.

“How’s the project going, Mimi?” Her mother asked her, a hand coming to caress her hair.

“Mh.” She hummed, chewing well the morsel and swallowing before answering. “I miss one shape, but I can’t think of anything.”

She left the fork on the plastic tablecloth, rubbed her sticky finger on her trousers -grandma scolded her- and opened the notebook, shuffling the pages until she reached the map, and tapped thrice on the one without a name. A big, elongated pentagon, narrow and wide.

“This one. It’s a pentagon, but it’s too short to be a star. This star is too low for it to be a boat: if it was the prow all the water would flow right in.”

Mom nodded to her explanations, listening attentively as Max went on explaining her theories. Mom always listened to her with the utmost attention, and when she, dad and grandpa got back from the sea in the evening, she was always the first Max sought, to tell her how the day went, what she and grandma did at home, what did she learnt at school when it wasn’t the holidays.

Dad leaned in, peeking on the notebook too and smiling. He circled Mom’s shoulder with an arm, twining his pale fingers with her brown ones.

“Can I see, too?”

Max nodded, and Mom moved the notebook in front of her, shifting the dish away so they all could see. They both started considering it, very seriously, as Max ate what was left of her cake quickly, to move her chair in position and lean against mom’s side, hugging her waist with a sigh.

“I think it’s a spaceship.”

Dad said, and his hand let go of mom’s to come down and ruffle Max’s hair more. The same warm chestnut he had. What her late grandmother had had, she was told -grandpa’s wife died way back on Earth. Max looked up, unsure.

“A spaceship?”

“Sure. Look at it, that’s the tail, where the motors are…” He traced the back line of the pentagon with his pointer finger. “And this is the prow, with the cockpit.”

Mom started explaining how spaceship worked and were made, from the inside. Where the motors where, the fuel was stored, the hangar, the cockpit and the crew cabins. How they took flight, and why they could stay up in the air even within the atmosphere. Her eyes were shining, and dad added details, here and there, explaining to her that they flew much like the boat sailed on the sea: you need to take care of currents and space and calculate veerings and slow stops. Soon enough, even grandma and grandpa stopped discussing whether Mina or Dolly Parton was the better singer, and started to listen to his son and her daughter talking about space travels.

Max was fascinated: dad was always happy when he talked about driving things, and running the boat fast, and mama’s hands were magical, they could repair almost everything, not only the fishnets. But she never heard them speak so happily over something, switching quickly between English and Italian as one forgot a word in one or the other language – it happened often, and there was either grandma complaining they used English words when speaking Italian, or grandpa for the opposite situation. Her heart beat fast, and soon enough she could imagine herself up there, driving a spaceship and going to visit all the stars she had named and woven stories about.

Dad chuckled, when he was done and went back to look at her.

“Close that mouth, flies are gonna enter it.”

Max didn’t close her mouth, but spoke instead.

“Can we go on a spaceship?” She asked.

No one answered her, and Max didn’t know why. Everyone looked sad, smiles faltering a little.

“Please?” She added, unsure why.

“We will, Mimi. We need to show you Livorno and where you come from, after all.” It was grandma, in the end, to answer.

She moved and squeezed Max’s shoulder, and when the child turned to look at her dear face, brown skin wrinkled in a smile.

“You’re gonna love it. I’m going to bring you in all the places I told you about. We’ll eat cinque e cinque and drink spuma in piazza Mascagni by the sea. Our sea.”

Grandma always said that the sea there wasn’t theirs. That their sea was the Mediterranean, for all her family and all her ancestors – even the ones that travelled all the way to Italy, long ago- were raised by the Mediterranean, be it Tyrrhenian or Alboran.

“All, save for Stephen, but he was thankfully brought to better counsels…”

They all chuckled at it, and Max was grateful to that sea that she has never seen. Even if she quite liked the sea she grew up with, there in Mindoir. The fishes were colourful and tasty to eat, and they sold well putting food on their tables in more ways than one. The water was cold but it kept her afloat, the waves were nice to play in. She didn’t really understand why it was different, but from how much grandma loved it, she loved it too.

“Then can we visit all the stars?”

“Tell you what, Mimi.” Dad said, booping her cheek enough to make her turn. “If you study hard enough, you can build your own spaceship and visit them all yourself.”

“Ettore-”

“No. No, why not? If she wants to travel the stars, she should be able to. There are scolarships.”

Max looked left and right, mouth open, without knowing what to do and what to think. Grandpa was saying that he shouldn’t put ideas in her head, for some reason, but dad wouldn’t budge. Grandma looked pensively at the cake.

With a whole lot of new ideas in her head, Max turned towards mom.

“Can I, mamma?” She asked, shily. “Do you think I can learn to build a spaceship?”

Mom’s eyebrows contracted a little, but she smiled brightly, nodding surely at her. She cupped her face and kissed both her cheeks and her nose.

“Of course you can. It’s gonna require a lot of hard work and all your best effort, because it’s very difficult to build a spaceship.” She told her, so surely that Max believed her. “But if that’s what you want, I’m sure you will make it, Mimi. I believe in you.”

Max smiled brightly and jumped to hug mom’s neck, breathing her in. She smelt like motor oil, and like a sea that maybe wasn’t exactly theirs, but it was home enough.

She looked up at the stars, quilting a velvety dark blue sky, and thought.

Soon.

---

2190, Charon Relay

“It’s going to fail, I tell you.”

“Oh, come on, man, we’ve been working on this piece of junk since two years! It will work.”

“Sure, and we got here before the Quarians did.”

“Heard they’ve been working on the other side.”

“Still without many communications and computers a century old…”

“Can you two leave me a moment of peace, plese?”

Gunnarsson and Patel stopped their bickering to turn towards the third member of their team. Who had stopped welding, as they were supposed to do, to turn to look at them both. Their face was covered, the glass reflecting the lights illuminating the outer hull, and the front lights on the suit of the other two. After two years of working together, tho, both Gunnarsson and Patel knew perfectly well wich expression hid behind that helmet.

“Sorry, Nourdine.” Patel told them, and was as per usual greeted with a mumble, a nod of head and an upturned thumb.

All three returned to work, welders running and hammers beating, in the deep, eerie silence of space.

It was a long recurring topic between them: Gunnarsson found the silence, when working on the outer hull, creepy and unsettling. Nourdine was a good person and a great worker, and if in the first months they were quite demanding and bossy, they were reliable to have around, honest and generous. They didn’t speak much, tho. Not that it was any strange: after the war against the Reapers, everyone there bore their scars, and personal informations were never shared with joy. Everyone had lost someone, and so the fact that Nourdine didn’t want to speak about how did they arrived there, working to repair the mass relay, nor how exactly did they lost a leg, was nothing strange. They grew together as a team, and relied on each other.

“I think we got it done, guys.” Nourdine declared, slouching back until the safety line tensed and they were lying back, suspended in space, and kicked the hull thrice with their prothesis. “It should hold for the test.”

“Christ, Nourdine, can you just hold yourself to the fucking hull?” Gunnarsson grumbled.

“Boia, dè.” They groaned in what they had told them was Italian but never explained what it meant exactly, pointing both hands on their hips. It didn’t help Gunnarsson. “It’s safe, I did it a thousand times. The line will hold, and I have a magnetic boot and magnets in my prothesis. Chill, man, nothing will happen.”

“You’ll tell me so when you’ll be floating away in space and we’ll have to save you.”

“Please, you two, can we-”

“I already did that and survived. Twice, I think. Try to invent a better horrible death, at least.”

“Can you two stop talking about death, for the zillionth tim-” Patel sighed, fully understanding why Nourdine wanted silence. But he interrupted himself, mind focusing on one tiny detail. A teeny, tiny thing. “Wait, what?”

“Twice? How does it mean? You floated in space twice? And you still-”

“You’re such babies.” Nourdine groaned, but kicked their back and pushed themselves so they were against the hull. “Done and dusted, I’m here. Now let’s get back before the test start, come on.”

It was always like this, with them. Gunnarsson and Patel could complain all they wanted: they never managed to erase that bossy vein out of Nourdine. When they grew tired and restless, they jumped back to orders. They never said what they were doing during the war, but both of their teammates suspected they were a chief engineer somewhere. Maybe down on Earth: it would have explained the missing leg and the orders.

Most irritatingly, tho, when Nourdine ordered them, they were most often right.

So the three of them unlocked the lines to the fixed posts and back on the travelling one, starting their way back to the hangar door and, hopefully, peacefully assisting to the first running test of the Mass Relay.

After two long years working at full regime to get it back in working order, none of them three wanted really to lose time and miss the show. So, they followed Nourdine, walking with her limping gait but a sure foot around the hull, and humming one of her horrible old songs.

They didn’t make it in time.

The relay started to vibrate, and the communicator buzzed alive in their helmets.

“Gunnarson, Nourdine, Patel. Central Engineering Unit here. Do you copy?”

“Copy that. We’re halfway to the door.” Nourdine answered first, as per their usual.

“You’re late, Nourdine.”

“Did you want the work done quickly or done well, Kovalenko?”

“Oh damn- I haven’t time to argue with you again, Nourdine. You’re late. Stay there until a new order. Copy all three: no one will move until the test will be done.”

“What??” Gunnarsson squeaked.

“Maremma maiala, Gunnarrson, get your shit together, we’ll be fine.”

“We’re going to die burned by the relay!”

“We are not. We’re far enough, we’re safe.”

“Can you three listen? The test will begin in-”

“I knew I should have stayed in Bergen! But no I had to take this job to keep working as an engineer did I? And now I’m dying a horrible death!”

“Oh goodness gracious, I almost miss Javik.”

“Kovalenko, I’m Patel and I copy. I’m tying Gunnarsson with a further security line myself. Gunnarsson, let me go.”

“I always loved you!”

“Aaaw-”

“Bozhe moj- STAY THERE. Test starting in 10… 9…”

An alarm flashed, and the station buzzed beneath their feet. Gunnarsson was still screaming in the comm, but Nourdine jerked up, her “Whoa!” dulled by screams of fright. The relay buzzed and vibrated, and blue light flashed.

And dulled right away.

Gunnarsson stopped screaming, and for a moment, everything was perfectly still.

“It’s over?” Gunnarsson squeaked, hopefully.

“Come on, come on-” Nourdine whispered, on the contrary, their heart in their words such as the other two had never heard.

Such as they turned towards them, surprised. Patel was about to ask something, ignoring the untold rule of never asked much about past, when everything started again.

Another buzz, a loud hummm, and a flash of blue light as the mass relay activated, jolting alive as in the good old times. The hull around them vibrated -it wasn’t good- but all three instinctively held their breath, looking from their vantage position at the blue energy buzzing alive.

One heartbeat, two-

- at the third, a flash of silver produced a louder boom and a shock wave that had the three engineers holding closer to their protections, huddling against the metal. Gunnarsson gasped aloud in the comm, and as soon as it was calmer-

“Is that…?”

“Oh my god, it is! Nourdine, do you- Nourdine?”

Patel turned, as the third member of their team did something they never did.

Nourdine left them alone and ran.

“They’re crazy, I always told you.” Gunnarsson said, staring agape as Kovalenko screamed in the comm for them to stay the fuck still and don’t move Nourdine I’m serious.

Nourdine didn’t stop, and kept running like their life depended on it, one hand on the lifeline.

“Well, It’s comprehensible. it’s the Normandy, after all-”

---

“Joker, how is it?”

“Well, it could be worse.”

“Precisely.”

“We made it through. The navigation system is in shambles, the ship is veering to the left if I don’t hold the route, I can’t see with the system we have if it’s guidance or the engines-”

“Tali?”

“Both thing, I fear. The pressure was too high, our right engine is not so good. I told you it needed some reinforcements still. But it’s still in line. It’ll hold.”

“Excellent. Can you bring us to Earth like this?”

“Please.” A scoff from Joker. “I survived the Omega 4, this is amateur’s work.”

“Even without-”

Silence fell. Three years later, and Tali on her own hadn’t been able to restore EDI to her former functions or personality. They had a computer and a diagnostic systems all in good order, but intelligence? No. Without communications and access to the Quarian fleet, Tali hadn’t been able to do much of anything, on her own. Particularly because all resources had been focused on repairing the broken relay.

“You know, Commander?” Joker chimed, trying to ignore how the Turian was surely glaring at him for the title, all the way from the back. “We’re lucky we have you, the ship would surely use some calibration, now.”

The cockpit all laughed, in spite of everything.

Garrus laughed too, from the place that had been Shepard’s, fingers relaxing a little on the rail.

“I told you would have missed it.” He replied, turning to his right. “Traynor, how’s the station? Can we leave?”

“Uh.”

Silence, as Traynor tapped furiously on her terminal, a deep frown on her brow.

“Traynor?”

“It’s… They’re not answering.”

“How come? Is the system broken?”

“Not on our part, Command- Lieutenant.”

“Call them.”

“I’m trying, they’re not picking up.”

“Well, insist. We haven’t saved the galaxy to be put on hold.”

“I’m trying! Not my fault if they don’t pick up!” A pause. “Or is it? What if- urgh, let me check and try again-”

“Five minutes. Joker, try to fix the guidance, Tali, on with that engine.”

“Roger.”

“Copy that.”

Garrus hopped down the platform and turned left, as everyone got back to work. She was there where he left her, right before taking command for the jump. Looking out of a porthole without a word.

“You’re all right?” He asked her, patting her shoulder. He knew she wasn’t. She hadn’t been since a while.

“Yes.”

“Do you want a shore leave, for Italy?”

“I…” Her voice cracked, but Liara kept staring out of the window, frowning. She didn’t cry, and took a deep breath instead, shaking her head. “I’m not coming back on the Normandy, on Earth.”

“Mh.”

“You’re not surprised?”

“No. I thought you would leave us. Thessia, Ilium…?”

She took a moment to answer, just observing the stars running along.

“Mindoir.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes. I owe it to them.” At least she sounded less desperate than whenever anyone had tried to touch the topic with her in the last years. “I should bring their records back.”

“Not to Livorno?”

“I don’t know. I thought half of them there, and some on Mindoir. But maybe it’ll be better to keep them all together?”

Garrus looked at her. Three years ago she would not have even wanted to mention the possibility of a funeral. They hadn’t said goodbye, held a ceremony, done nothing to remember Shepard, even if it was a big missing on the ship, for everyone. Joker had tried to put their playlist up, saying it was too silent and he couldn’t drive without Creedence Clearwater Revival anymore. But Liara had burst crying, and there had been no more old earth music from there on. No funeral, no mourners: Shepard existed, and they still existed in absence. Always remembered, never mourned, never mentioned.

“A couple on Tuchanka, I think.” Garrus added, with a sigh. It was no mistery Max had loved that place and felt at home, as run down as it had been. Fought hard to cure the genophage and gave a piece of their mind to whomever tried to told them they shouldn’t have. “And I think they’d want you to keep the one they gifted you.”

“Mh. I think Grunt would like having one to remember them by.”

“Oh, for sure. He may be all though, but I remember how he couldn’t fall asleep without that one whose singer screamed.”

“Graveworm, yes.” Liara chuckled. “They told me he would.”

“I wished I could come with you.”

The Asari turned, a sad smile on her face. “You can ask a shore leave. We can go to Livorno together. I’m sure they’ll make some levo dishes if we ask around. It’s an harbour city, after all. We can reunite all the crew, now that the relay works.”

“And eat chickpea cake in piazza Mascagni for Shepard?”

“Something like that. Listening to Maxine Sullivan as we eat.”

Garrus sighed. “That would be nice.”

“It’s settled then.”

“Let me get the ship safely there, first…”

“Go on.” She stopped and looked at him. “Commander.”

Somehow, in her voice it irritated him much less. He just grumbled a little, for show, and returned to his place, putting everyone back in order. Holding command on the Normandy, after the battle, had not been so unpleasant. As much as he kept saying it was just on borrowed time, just until Shepard got back… Garrus knew he should settle. If Liara was talking about saying goodbye, he should have too. He led the Normandy in the last three years, all he had to do was enrolling formally in the Alliance for everything to set in stone and become official. Trying to think that he was not, in fact, keeping the seat warm for another person -that other person lied six feet underground, he could as well admit it- he walked back up on the platform and took a deep breath. Everyone was looking up at him, as they all -him included- had looked up at Shepard.

“Traynor, do we have a go?”

“We do, Commander. From Captain Mbaye of the Charon Relay: if we don’t need to dock for repairment, we’re good to go. I’ll send the report on the status of the ship as we travel.”

“Good.” It wasn’t good. “Good. Fine. So. Joker, route to Earth.”

“Aye aye, Commander.”

The crew cheered, and everyone got to their places, working to get the ship ready for the last distance they had to fill. Unlike the way there, when Garrus had little idea on how to run a ship -but Shepard left command to him, specifically- and relied on everyone knowing what to do better than him, this time he could advise the others, correct here and realize Nguyen didn’t hear in the general noise, and he should repeat the order.

They were ready to accelerate, when Traynor stopped him.

“Commander, wait.” She tapped quickly on her terminal. “It’s… It’s Sergeant Kovalenko, from the Central Engineering Unit on the Charon relay. Urgent call.”

“Take it. Stop, you all.”

The crew stopped, the ship stood still, and when the comm dialed in the call, there was a loud commotion shouting from the speakers. People spoke loudly, there was Kovalenko’s voice booming above the others.

“Take them out! Now! Out of the room!”

More shouting, someone yelled in pain in the background, someone else groaned.

“Sergeant, do you copy?” Garrus called, puzzled by all that.

“I don’t care if they have just one leg or none!” Kovalenko shouted, and it was clear they weren’t talking with them. “They can say the’re the fucking Queen of the Rachni, I want them out of my office and in to a cell for insubordination!”

“What’s going on, Traynor?” Garrus asked, aloud to be heard above the chaos.

“I have no idea, Commander.”

“Did they call?”

“Yes but…” She tapped on the keyboard. “The call was an automatic one? Weird… Unless someone hacked the system, but-”

“Kovalenko.” Garrus shouted, not needing to hear more. “Kovalenko, here’s Commander Vakarian, of the Normandy. We demand to know what’s going on, do you need assistance?”

“What the- I am sorry, Commander, everything is under control. We have a-”

“I’m an octogenarian krogan with a terrible taste in music and my playlist makes thresher maws cry!”

Everyone on the Normandy stopped, frozen in place by a new voice in the comm. One they all knew well. After years, but they knew.

In shock and puzzlement, this time from another reason entirely, Garrus didn’t react to the subsequent loud noises. Fight noises, a groan, a “Ouch! Figlio di un-”

“Good job, Zhao! Manacles!” Boomed Kovalenko again. “Nourdine, I swear I’ll have you-”

“Shepard!?”

It was Liara the first to wake up from the daze, shouting the name and running back until she was standing on the commanding platform, right next to a Garrus whom she almost pushed away. If she heard it too, it wasn’t an hallucination. It broke the spell on the cockpit of the Normandy, and everywhere there was buzzing of voices.

“What?” Kovalenko answered. “What Shepard, no, this is just one of my engineers. I don’t know what-”

“Sergeant Kovalenko, we’re docking on the relay.” Garrus insisted. “Traynor, call Captain Mbaye.”

That was Shepard’s voice, and there was only one playlist that was able to make a thresher maw cry, only one person whom Garrus specifically had called an octogenarian krogan. And considering that EDI and all other AIs they met were out of order since three years… It was worth a check.

“Negative, Commander, we’re-” The Captain answered on the comm, too, when Traynor dialed him in.

“It’s not a request, Captain. I still outrank you, it’s an order. Tell me where we can dock.”

Mbaye hesitated a moment. “Kovalenko, what’s going on?”

“I don’t know, Captain. One of my engineers, Petty Officer Second Class Nourdine, disobeyed direct orders, they demanded us to call the Normandy, and hacked the system when we told them no. I don’t know what-”

“We have reasons to believe that it’s Commander Shepard, Captain Mbaye.”

Silence fell in the comm.

“How- What- That Commander Shepard?”

“Nourdine was their mother’s surname, Captain.” Liara added. “They’re an aerospatial engineer, more than able to hack a communication system.”

“And an octogenarian krogan with a terrible taste in music.” Garrus added, just to remark. “We recognized the voice when they yelled in the comm.”

More silence followed, both officers frozen in computating the new information.

“Dock 1.” Finally Mbaye confirmed. “I’m sending you the coordinates.”

“Thank you, Captain.”

The Normandy buzzed with renewed excitement. Liara was crying, both hands over her face. Garrus passed an arm around her shoulders and held her tight.

“Ah, and Captain?”

“Yes?” A sigh.

“It’s Officer Vakarian, now.”

“You’d better!” The same known voice yelled from afar, but there was a smile in those syllables

Garrus had never been so happy to be downgraded.

#mass effect #mass effect fic #me3 #me fic #max shepard #it could be without the flashback honestly but I liked it and it put a nice comparison?#Oh well that family is chaotic and I love them so you'll bear with them too uwu #and of course Dolly Parton needs to be a constellation #writing petrel

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-Bounderies: I don't mind dm's, as long as they don't get overly flirty or aggressive.

Twice:

-he/they prns :D

-21 (in headspace)

-Bisexual king >;3

-we use a lot of emoticons and will also switch between singular and plural pronouns :3

-its Twice, not Jin

-Asks: I'm open to just about anything, just please do not send me asks about Hawks :>

-Things I'll Make(on request) : Alter Packs, ID Packs

-Signoff: -Twice or -🎭

-Bounderies: I am open to dm's, and am openly looking for friends or maybe even a partner :D

Fumikage:

-they&/it& pronouns

-16 (in headspace)

-biroace

-Tokoyami introject

-dont mind the nicknames Fumi/Toko, assuming we get close enough to use nicknames

-yes, dark shadow still lives inside me, and is still sentient. we don't consider him another headmate, but I& consider myself as a headmate plural because of it.

-Asks: open to anything, will answer all asks

-Things I& will make: Alter Packs, Stimboards, ID packs, any other requests

-Signoff: -Fumikage

Himiko:

-she/they pronouns ^w^

-14-19 (in headspace, age slider)

-bi and poly :0

-uses lots of silly little emoji thingys ^^

-very source connected

-Asks: anything, literally!! I love answering questions ^^

-Things I'll make: ID Packs, Alter Packs, fanart ^^

-signoff: -Himiko -🌸🩸

-Bounderies: please DM omg ^^ looking for friends / partner 🙏🏽🙏🏽

Jin Bubaigawara:

-h?/h?m

-31 (in headspace)

-another Twice introject (well, Jin not Twice, but yeah)

-aromantic pansexual

-Asks: anything, I'll deny it if it makes me uncomfortable tho

-Things I'll do/make: anon confessions, alter packs, ID packs

-signoff: -Jin or -Bubaigawara

-Bounderies: dm's are open, just be cautious

Tenko:

-i won't say much about him, he's a child

-any pronouns

-4-10 (age slider, headspace)

-Asks: open to ask

-Will make: nothing. he won't interact with the blog that much as he is much younger than the other owners. he may come online and answer a few asks when he feels confident though

-signoff: -Tenko or -Shimura

-if you somehow manage to get close with him, he might let you call them Ten

-they are looking for a caregiver, if anyone would be interested

Izuku:

-he/them

-17(in headspace)

-Tomura's brother, neither villain nor hero

-panromantic ace, demiromantic

-Asks: go ahead, ask anything

-Things I'll do: anything, upon request

-signoff: -Izu, -Zuku, -Deku, -🌸

-bounderies: dm's are open :D

Shigaraki:

-yeah, I'm another Shigaraki 😭

-19

-gaming ngl... >>>

-aroace in a wayy! greyromantic as well

-i like things to do with rot and death

-Asks: anything.

-Things I'll do: anything requested, but I particularly like making fictive alter packs

-signoff: -🎮, -Shigaraki, -Shiggy

-bounderies: DM, tho I may not always answer

Tagging System:

Alter packs:

𝖍𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖒𝖆𝖙𝖊 𝖈𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖙𝖊𝖉 𝖇𝖞 . . . 🧷 Tomura

𝖍𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖒𝖆𝖙𝖊 𝖈𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖙𝖊𝖉 𝖇𝖞 . . . 🌪️ Twice

𝖍𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖒𝖆𝖙𝖊 𝖈𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖙𝖊𝖉 𝖇𝖞 . . . 🎭 Jin

𝖍𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖒𝖆𝖙𝖊 𝖈𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖙𝖊𝖉 𝖇𝖞 . . . 🌸🩸 Himiko

𝖍𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖒𝖆𝖙𝖊 𝖈𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖙𝖊𝖉 𝖇𝖞 . . . Fumikage

𝖍𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖒𝖆𝖙𝖊 𝖈𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖙𝖊𝖉 𝖇𝖞 . . . 🌸 Izuku

𝖍𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖒𝖆𝖙𝖊 𝖈𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖙𝖊𝖉 𝖇𝖞 . . . 🎮 Shigaraki

(all self explanatory)

𝖍𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖒𝖆𝖙𝖊 𝖈𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖙𝖊𝖉 𝖇𝖞 . . . an unknown entity . . .

(was created by another headmate)

Text posts:

⋆.˚🦋༘⋆Tomura's decay

˚˖𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒✧˚.🎀༘⋆Himiko's rambles (^-^)

⋆.˚✮🎧✮˚.⋆Twice's rambles (^-^)

🫧𓇼𓏲*ੈ✩‧₊˚🎐Jin's textposts

🌊☆⋆｡🪼𖦹°‧★🐚Tenko's chatter :3

༘⋆₊ ⊹★🔭๋࣭ ⭑⋆｡˚ Fumikage's musings

˙✧˖°📷 ༘ ⋆｡˚ Izuku's notes

🦇💀🌿🦷 Shigaraki's rot

(self explanatory)

System related posts:

𓇼 🌊 🐚Headspace notes

୧ ‧₊˚ 🍂 ⋅New headmate intro!!

୭🧷✧˚. ᵎᵎ 🎀Other system posts!!

memes/shitposts:

✧˖°ʚ🍓ɞ♡ Izuku's jokes

🌷🧺*:･ Himiko's sillies ^w^

★🎸🎧⋆｡ °⋆ Fumikage's memes

🪬🫧🫶🏻🤍 Tomura's sh*tposts

˚⋆°˖ ～ 🍂࿔ ฅ Twice's memezz :PP

‧₊˚🖇️✩ ₊˚🎧⊹ ♡ Jin's jokes

✩°｡⋆⸜ 🎧✮ Tenko's sillies !

___ ★₊˚﹟🪐 ' Shigarakis shizz

(self explanatory)

coining posts:

¸.*☆*.¸⁭ that's my shiz 🔥 (self indulgent)

★🎸🎧⋆｡ °⋆ coined by Fumikage

˚‧｡⋆🌻⋆｡‧˚ coined by Izuku

⋆˚🐾˖° coined by Twice

ᝰ.ᐟ꩜ coined by Jin !!

⋆ ִֶָ ๋𓂃🎐 ⋆ coined by Tomura

˚˖𓍢ִ໋🦢˚ coined by Shigaraki

˚ ༘ .˚🌱୭ ˚. ᵎᵎ coined by Himiko (^-^)

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ 🧸ྀི coined by Izuku

(self explanatory)

𓍢ִ໋🀦⃝🪼〰꩜ a new identity . . .

(TransID coin)

｡⋆༘˚⋆𐙚｡⋆𖦹.✧˚ addicted to you . . .

(xenosexuality coin)

⋆｡° ✮ pretty :0

(flag design / redesign)

𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒ show them what you're made of !!

(gender/gender term coin)

ᝰ.ᐟ꩜ let's go !!

(system term coin)

⋆｡° ✮ let's party !!

(other term coin)

reblogs:

•|☆✨🌕☆•| Fumikage's abyss

🍙♡ ‹𝟹㊗🎧 Izuku's hero notebook 🔥

˚˖𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒✧˚.🎀༘⋆ Himiko's blood collection

.° ༘🎧⋆🖇₊˚ෆ Tomura's hands

ﮩـﮩﮩ٨ـ🫀ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ Jin's collection

˙ ✩°˖🫐 ⋆｡˚꩜ Twice's reblogs ^w^

𓇼🐚☾☼🦪 Tenko's stuffz

🎐🫧🦋🧿💠🌀 Shigaraki's video game collection

(all self explanatory)

(yes, I spamtagged this for reach 😭)

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facesblind · 6 months ago

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× 𝗿𝗼𝗺𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗰𝗮𝗻𝗼𝗻𝘀

name : uses various ones, depending on her current residence ( and verse ).

nickname : miri ( by @agentvalentine ) ; mimi ( by @buriedabove ).

gender : nonbinary, femme presenting ( doesn't actually care about gender, uses she / her pronouns and highlights feminine parts of her body out of convenience ).

romantic orientation : panromantic, though sexuality - wise — asexual.

preferred pet names : doesn't have any, really. menace or brat would do though hehe.

relationship status : verse dependent but i get to talk about the relationships so HERE WE GO. fate is in a romantic relationship / situationship with @buriedabove and it's my primary ship on the whole blog ; she considers herself taken even before leon acknowledges his feelings towards her ( she simply wasn't interested in pursuing anything other than what she has with kennedy ).

also in naruto verse she's in a romantic relationship with @tragedysworn's sasuke, lee and kabuto, but it's v complicated. in theory, she's just friends with the youngest uchiha and at first dates lee, though despite their somewhat mutual feelings decides to leave the hidden leaf village with sasque. during their stay at orochimaru's, fate decides to """ romance """ kabuto as eventual backup plan if the snake man wished to kick her out ( so both kabuto and sasuke would protest, and they're the dearest for orochimaru :))) ). she fakes whatever kabuto wishes they had while sleeping with sasuke, in the end parting ways with the uchiha too, only to be reunited... you get it. something something soulmates.

OH and there's a verse in which she's in a polyamorous relationship with @desireshonour's phillip graves and @thehollyverse's holly.

and oh my god. prometheus!!! they're a couple and actually prome is fate's og partner. they're bound by her decisions and he'll never be free from her. it's... v toxic but v sweet all the same. me and prometheus' writer are brainstorming if david ( prome's real name ) actually loves fate, or if it's a stockholm syndrome.

annnnd that's it when it comes to labeled relationships. it's probably v chaotic but. i love all these.

opinion on true love : okay that's tough because... she usually chooses her " targets " and picks whom she wants to love. as weird as it sounds. so for her, that's true love — feelings she kinda makes in her head &&. stays loyal to them, stubborn little bitch!!!

opinion on love at first sight : i did roleplay it, but it was rather fascination directed at someone as insane and intelligent as her. she doesn't beieve with love at first sight per se, as mentioned above : she's consciously choosing her loved ones :)

how ‘romantic’ are they? : taking the most common meaning of the word? she isn't. but, she accomodates and adjusts her behavior to please her loved ones, so if her lover likes receiving flowers, she'll make sure to get them a bouquet or a plant from time to time.

ideal physical traits : none. a body is just a body, everyone has it. though it's worth noting fate has a thing for people older than her and leans for the masculine presenting ones, but it's because of her daddy issues with no deeper meaning.

ideal personality traits : i said it once, but she exclusively dates cringefail boylosers and it's... an accident from my side, but it's also a pattern. she'd love to have someone of an iq level close to hers, but there's little chance it's going to happen, alas she finds herself dating... well................

unattractive physical traits : lack of hygiene. that's it.

unattractive personality traits : what is annoying in one person, fate can find charming in another, and even the annoyance can be enjoyable if it's the right person ( for example, @the1ongcon ). so, it's hard to say if there's something unattractive per se as it varies from person to person.

ideal date : she'll adapt to whatever. though she really enjoyed being taken to a conference with a scientist.

do they have a type? : mentioned above — older and masculine, though it's not a rule.

average relationship length : forever, in life and in death. once fate decides you're hers, there's no way out.

preferred non - sexual intimacy : long talks, especially when she gets to elaborate on her favorite theories and somebody actually listens. deep conversations in general, too.

opinion of public affection : indifference. she's okay with it, she's okay without it. usually, fate prefers to stick close to her partners, so holding hands is a somewhat regular occurence. she won't force it upon anybody though.

past relationships? : i usually write fate with no partners prior to any romantic connections me and my writing partners come up with. it can be assumed there are none, except for a timeline in which she parts ways with leon &&. one in which she parts ways with lee and sasuke for a brief moment. she doesn't seek a romantic partner afterwards, and it's both because she's stubborn and because she's written with the manic pixie dream girl trope in mind — she """ belongs """ to the main protagonist and without him, it's all empty pages until they reunite in the next chapter.

tagged by: stole it off dash &&. from being tagged on my other blogs. tagging: whoever wants to, because that's a lot of writing, but. @buriedabove, @playedbetter (for zevran, viktor and zachary?), @vulpesse, @withinchains (for morgana, kayn and aphelios please! and bun - bun too?), @oriphical (i'm SO CURIOUS barking howling screaming), @nezemny (for any muse of your choice :3), @brvo6 (if i'm tagging you too much let me know pls), @dreamweaved (for briar and if you want, for kuro too!!), @thehollyverse (holly &&. nick), @tragedysworn (choji, deidara, sauce k, lee, kairi, natsumi, akari, kabuto, basically EVERYONE at this point but . whoever you want actually .), aaaaaAAAAAAA who else can i tag i'm curious of 100% of my moots, @tealbeats, @dimitresca, @phasmasum, @siabann (&&. gaz too?), @legionarm, @ixalova (yasuo, sylas, lee?) &&. you!

#𝗜𝗜. about × character study #𝗜𝗜. about × headcanons #this is. a lot to read #if you made it this far #have a smooch mwah

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codenamejudas · 10 months ago

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KNOWING YOUR PARTNER WELL CAN POTENTIALLY MAKE WRITING TOGETHER A LOT EASIER. (REPOST DO NOT REBLOG!)

○ NAME: mimi! ○ PRONOUNS: she/they, won't be upset if you use anything else ○ PREFERENCE OF COMMUNICATION: tumblr IMs work, i do have discord you can ask for but i'm a little more picky about giving that out ○ NAME OF MUSE(S): Judas, though i also have other blogs for Aziraphale (Good Omens canon), Silas (Transformers Prime canon), Bonkers (Disney canon), and a multimuse for a bunch of random canon characters! ○ EXPERIENCE/HOW LONG (MONTHS/YEARS?): started in 2013 ○ PLATFORMS YOU’VE USED: tumblr, skype, and discord ○ BEST EXPERIENCE: i met my best friend on here through rp! ○ RP PET PEEVES / DEALBREAKERS: consistent, incredibly low-effort replies. i'm absolutely fine with one-liners and short reactions, this is less about quantity and more about not having anything to work off of ○ FLUFF, ANGST, OR SMUT: i can and will do all! fluff and dumb stuff are my specialties. angst and smut i will write for sure, i'm working on getting better at both ○ PLOTS OR MEMES: memes are easiest to roll with since they give a basis that you can go anywhere with. i DO enjoy plots but so far every plot i've ever been part of has ended up veering off course (in a good way!) so be warned XD ○ LONG OR SHORT REPLIES: i like both, i'm faster with short replies and asks ○ BEST TIME TO WRITE: fucking 3 am, you have no idea how much of a pain in the ass this is. it's like the witching hour hits and my brain kicks into overdrive ○ ARE YOU LIKE YOUR MUSE(S): i'm seated comfortably somewhere between Judas and Bonkers, just some silly metalhead who likes cartoons.

pilfered from: @ourcwnside

#...but you can call me mimi! (ooc)#dash games

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mimicoqtt · 7 days ago

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𝐁𝐓𝐒 𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘 𝐒𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐇

Hi everyone! My name is Mimi, im 20 years old, and my pronouns are she / her. I'm looking for someone who is interested in m x m BTS RPs

status: OPEN

I consider myself semi-lit; my responses vary based on the scene. I can provide more detailed, longer posts or shorter, concise ones as needed. Typically, I write around 3 paragraphs but am flexible. I’d appreciate a partner who can match my style, but overall, just write comfortably! (But please give me something to respond to.) I hate the feeling of writing more just to make the text longer, so know that I won’t do that and i'd like you not to either.

I tend to get very attached to my RPs and characters, making playlists and edits. You don't have to do the same for me, but if that bothers you, im probably not your ideal partner.

I can write in english and in portuguese.

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 —

jikook, yoonseok, yoonkook, vmin, taegi, yoonmin, minimoni & jihope

I only feel comfortable playing as Jimin and, in some cases, Yoongi (both as bottom)

𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐒 & 𝐏𝐋𝐎𝐓𝐒 —

hyyh, boarding school, cop x criminal, all of us are dead, professor x student, bullie x nerd, fake relationship, enemies to lovers, brother in law, secret relationship, abo, hogwarts, the purge, true beauty, hanahaki, rivals, sunny vs grumpy, heathers & royalty

𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒 —

+ 18 and -30

have discord

be someone fun and enjoyable to rp with :)

🖤 | Interested? Please reach me out here or on discord @mimicoqtt

#bts #bts rp #bts rp ad #bts rps #bts roleplay #roleplay #jikook #bts 1x1 #kpop rp ad

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chaggiehearts · 8 months ago

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Intro ˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

Hi! Making a little introduction for my blog <3

You can call me Mimi. I’m 19 years old, I use she/her pronouns and I’m a lesbian. I’m also neurodivergent (though for privacy reasons I won’t be indicating exactly what I have). I speak both Spanish and English (with Spanish being my native tongue). I love Hazbin Hotel and this blog is entirely dedicated to this show that has taken over my life. I watched the pilot in the summer of 2020 so I’ve been here for a long while, but I didn’t get properly obsessed until the show released :)

As one could have imagined seeing my icon, header, username, blog description and general posts, I love chaggie so much, they're my favourite part of the show (as characters and as a ship). I do love the rest of the show too, they’re just my faves.

My favorite characters are, in order: Vaggie, Charlie (very unexpected top 2 I know /s, I love them <33), Lute, Emily (my other two faves!!!), Velvette, Carmilla, Rosie, Niffty and sir Pentious. That being said, I like almost every character. Though I mainly talk about Charlie and Vaggie because #brainrot, you may expect any other character too, specially the aforementioned.

Chaggie is my absolute OTP and around 80% of my posts will be about them. Some other pairings I also love are emilute, fallenwings, huskerdust, guitarspear, royalhalo, velmilla, zestmilla, qpr radiorose and cherrisnake. I adore the idea of Charlie's angels as an OT4 because I love throwing all my favorite characters into a ship and imagining the chaos that would follow 👍🏻

I tend to tag absolutely every character and ship I post/reblog about, so if anything here makes you uncomfortable don't hesitate to blacklist it :)

I'm interested in many other things, namely Project Sekai!, BanG Dream!, D4DJ, Love Live!, Vocaloid (specially the Evillious Chronicles series and the Night∞Series), Helluva Boss, RWBY, Red vs. Blue, She-Ra and the Princesses of Power, The Dragon Prince, The Owl House, Steven Universe, Avatar: The Last Airbender, The Legend of Korra, Five Nights at Freddy's, Monster High, Ever After High, Rainbow High, Madoka Magica, Kakegurui, Danganronpa, Your Turn To Die, Sanrio, Cookie Run, Heathers, Les Miserables, etc.

My Helluva Boss sideblog is @fiizzarollii and my sideblog for anything not related to the Hellaverse is @dreamermarionette :)

I don't tend to do DNIs because I understand bigots don't tend to respect them, but well, if you're someone that discriminates others on the basis of anything and I find out, I'll block you. When it comes to Hazbin Hotel, I don't want to interact with you if you ship Valentino X Angel, Lucifer or Lilith X Charlie, Vaggie X men or Angel X women, those things really make me uncomfortable.

As a note, I’m extremely anxious and shy, so it’s difficult for me to DM people first and I might take a bit of time to reply, but I really enjoy meeting people and making friends so don't hesitate to talk to me if you wanna chat :)

Finally, I love drawing and writing. You can find my Hazbin Hotel fanarts tagged as “#my art <3” (though I tend to post the actually good stuff in my art blog @elverniia and just rb them here, I only post the stuff that is unfinished or too simple/messy here). I haven’t posted fanfics yet so idk what I’ll tag them, I’ll see when I get there!

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obigem · 1 year ago

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Before long they were seated at the table ready for dinner. The nerves were already getting to Mimi about their announcement, but before they could work up to it, Mel decided to beat them to the punch. "Quiet everyone," Mel said, "Meems told me they have something to announce."

"Mom!"

"Don't 'Mom' me! I'm not good at the waiting game. I wanna know and I wanna now. So, go ahead and take the floor, sweetie."

"Ugh," Mimi sighed, "OK, fine. Well, as you all know Evie and I counselored at camp, but while we were there I had a realization."

As they were recounting it, they couldn't help but feel twinges of guilt from what precipitated the realization. They wish they had more time to soften the storytelling, for Evie's sake, but they continued on.

"So the thing is, Mom, Saunders, I'm transgender."

It was quiet a bit after that, with only the sound of Journee scraping her plate as she decided to dig in before anyone else.

"Well, aren't you gonna say anything?" Mimi looked up apprehensively.

"Oh, um congrats? Err no, we should ask for a pronoun update shouldn't we, honey?"

"That's it?"

"Sweetheart, we're happy for you." Mel smiled.

"Your mother is right," Saunders chimed in, "We both just want the best for you. If figuring this out makes you happy, we're both happy for you and we support you."

"Oh. I guess I just thought—"

"That we'd be against it?

"No. Maybe more surprised?"

"Truth be told, the older you've gotten the more you've been leaning masc, so it makes sense to me."

"Oh. Well, I guess that's reassuring."

"So, are you still they/them or he/him? I hate to ask, but are we putting the name Meems out to pasture?"

"Oh, um, I guess I wanna transition to he/him pronouns permanently, but for now you can still use they/them till it feels comfortable. As for name, I guess I haven't thought of that yet." His thoughts drifted to Evie, and he realized they hadn't talked about this yet.

He had been so focused on fixing everything between them, well, he just didn't wanna rock the boat too hard before they were good again.

Mel could sense his conflict and said "Well, I'm sure you'll figure it out. It's a big deal. I'm proud of how far you've come, kid."

"Thanks, Mom." Mimi smiled. He knew he could always count on his mom to always accept him for however he was and whoever he chose to love, and he'd never stop being thankful for that.

But now that she had put it on his radar, Mimi couldn't stop thinking about the future.

#fletcher legacy gen 1.5 #ts4 #ts4 story #ts4 gameplay #simblr #ts4 legacy #ts4 legacy challenge #sims 4 legacy #sims 4 gameplay #Mimi Pike #Melody Pike #Lukas Saunders #Journee Saunders-Pike #Evie Delgato

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slutsukio · 11 months ago

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⋆˙꒰ SUKI'S ORIGINAL CHARACTERZ .ᐟ ꒱ prior to delving into my ocs, please acknowledge that every character that is presented on my profile are exclusively and personally owned by me. i have placed blood, sweat and tears into these characters, as well as their whole being + making. please do not plagarize + steal my layout, nor my characters.

☆ !? xoxo, yours truly !? ⋆

⋆˙evadne paloma esperanza .ᐟᝰ

꩜ names + etymology. evadne is an english based name with greek roots meaning "pleasing one" or "graceful. paloma is a spanish based named, translated to "dove." paloma is also a symbol of peace and grace. esperanza is another spanish based nacmed meaning "hope."

꩜ nicknames. lola, particularly used by her mother and father. eva, used by all of her friends / close friends, and occasionally teachers. mimi / vivi, used by her younger brother and sister.

꩜ family. evadne's parents, valentina and orion, fell in love in high school and have evadne at the ages of 20 and 23. after evadne left for college, they expanded their family with twins, esmé and ezra. valentina is a successful model for renowned companies like vogue studios and img models, while orion is a well-known comic book creator + action, featuring in notable films such as the walking dead, grey's anatomy, fall, rampage, and others. the twins, esmé and ezra, are thriving soon-to-be freshmen. esmé is involved in debate club, fashion club, and the captain of her cheerleading team. while on the other hand, ezra had been a multi-sport athlete ever since he was little, participating in swimming, track, basketball, soccer, and volleyball (his personal favorite). despite some challenges in their family dynamic and their schedules, they make it work.

꩜ prns + gender + sexuality. evadne is a multifaceted individual. she embraced the fluidity of their gender identity by affirming that any pronouns may be used to address her (but her personal favorites are she/they). she has a balanced taste for both presenting feminine and masculine, it all truly depends on her mood. they literal do NOT care who they date, their go-to is "if you sexy, you're sexy." she has an expansive taste in people ranging from 90s fine men, to masculine presenting females who are actually girly girls. she doesn't care, she wants EVERYBODY!!

꩜ zodiacs. evadne is a libra. libra's are characterized by their diplomatic nd charming nature. they have a strong sense of justice, seek harmony in their relationships, and are socially adept communicators. libra's appreciate art and beauty, often displaying creative flair. evadne has a libra sun, gemini moon, and leo rising. with a sun in libra, they're likely to have a strong emphasis on balance and harmony in her life. they may seek to create and maintain harmonious relationships, often displaying a charming and diplomatic demeanor. now, the moon in gemini suggests that her emotions are quick to change, and they may find comfort in mental stimulation and variety. evadne is an individual who communicates their feelings effectively and posseses a natural curiosity about the world. there can be a need for intellectual engagement to feel emotionally satisfied, and they may value versatility in emotional expression. finally, her leo rising adds a touch of theatricality and confidence to her outer persona. evadne is always recognized from her charismatic and vibrant presence.

꩜ birthdate. october 19th, 2003.

꩜ age. 21.

꩜ race + ethnicity. hispanic-american (puerto rican). puerto ricans, also colloquially known as boricuas, are the people of puerto rico, the inhabitants, and citizens of the commonwealth of puerto rico and their descendants.

꩜ languages. spanish, english, latin (currently learning).

꩜ height. 5'7 1/2

꩜ eye candy. caine eugen

꩜ college major. evadne is pursuing her career in attaining her associates degree in nursing + bachelors degree of science in nursing.

꩜ hobbies. painting, writing, sewing, singing, pottery, baking, rock collecting, modeling, reading, gardening, photography, scrapbooking + journaling, traveling, dancing.

꩜ pets. evadne has a female american cocker spaniel. her name is penelope and she is 5 months old. (she's treated like a princess too).

꩜ music taste. mf doom, tyler the creator, frank ocean, steve lacey, omar apollo, mac miller, dreamer isioma, berried alive, the lava children, ecstatic sunshine, sza, solange, earl sweatshirt, kali uchis, childish gambino, dijon, cuco.

꩜ birthplace. nestled within the sun-drenched landscape of southern california, evadne and her siblings were born and raised in los angeles, a sprawling metropolis renowned as the epicenter of the nation's film and television industry. this vibrant city, often referred to as the "entertainment capital of the world," is home to iconic landmarks and legendary studios that have shaped the cinematic landscape. dominated by the world-famous hollywood sign, a symbol synonymous with the glitz and glamour of the entertainment industry, los angeles boasts a roster of illustrious studios, including paramount pictures, universal studions, and warner brothers. los angeles, with its palpable aura of creativity and stardom, beckons visitors into a world where dreams are crafted, stories come to life, and the spirit of the silver screen thrives amidst the palm-lined streets and sun kissed landscapes.

꩜ mbti. estp is a personality type with the extraverted, observant, thinking, and prospecting traits. they tend to be energetic and action oriented, deftly navigating whatever is in front of them. they love uncovering life's opportunities, whether socializing with others of in more personal pursuits. estp's are bold, rational + practical, original, perceptive, direct, social. but as well as those strengths, they have their weaknesses. estp's are insensitive, impatient, impulsive, unstructured, they may miss the bigger picture, and they are defiant.

꩜ personality quirks. she has a birthmark that looks like a big burn scar (it is, her parents lied to her when she was younger. #todoroki kinnie). if she doesn't say it, her face will. they believe in supernatural myths, such as mermaids, aliens, ghosts, etc. their nose twitch everytime they're cold, sick, or when they have to sneeze. always writes in cursive, her cuneive writing is TERRIBLE. an adrenaline junkie. grabs her (male) friends by their backpacks and sends them flying to the ground. very fast runner, used to run track.

꩜ personality 101. evadne is attractive, brilliant, athletic, creative, dedicated, dramatic, eloquent, venturesome, sociable, self-reliant. they are also apathetic, blunt, demanding, egocentric, impatient, inconsiderate, obsessive, irascible, and superstitious.

꩜ job. they work at a thrift store on weekdays, and she is also a social media influencer. she loves thrift stores because they find different variants of people coming in for a diverse mix of things. such as elders come in for old antiques or out of date couches. or maybe kids their age coming in looking for clothes, silver tag levis, old jewlery that was probably once owned by a wealthy woman in the 1960s, unique shirts to make their style more flamboyant.

꩜ likes. drama (theatre), music shows, concerts, painting, high-end food, traveling, singing, reading, parties, socialization, art, beauty, sewing, novels, small jewelry, plushies, keychains, open mics, late nights, bars, film festivals, cinema events, musicals, art galleries, art exhibitions, food tasting events, escape rooms, fashion shows, ramen shops, improv shows, collecting vinyls, thrifting, astrology.

꩜ dislikes. negative energy, rude people, dishonesty, being judged, overly complicated technology, spiders, snakes, long meetings, sitting for a long amount of time, perfumes that smell like old women, being interrupted, busses + under ground trains, waiting in long lines, untidiness, early mornings, scam calls, strong wind, poor customer service, being late to appointments, loud construction.

❁ suki speaking — i love evadne sm! i messed up her name like 17 times when writing this dawg. i was typin "avadne" or "evande" LAMOA. but, the faceclaim is @j014r4qu3ll on instagram! best read in light mode with white background. enjoy :3!!

#❁. suki's work #❁. suki's original characterz #original character #oc series #do NOT steal or plagarize #if u do i will fuckin find u #okk byeee enjoy :3

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ogdencollegerp · 11 months ago

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MEET GREER’S ROOMMATE - THE NEPO BABY.

{ FACECLAIM, AGE, GENDER, PRONOUNS } Is that FIRST NAME LAST NAME? A JUNIOR/SENIOR originally from HOMETOWN, they decided to come to Ogden College to study MAJOR on an ATHLETIC / ACADEMIC SCHOLARSHIP (remove if character is not a scholarship student). They’re THE NEPO BABY on campus, but even they could get blamed for Greer’s disappearance.

ABOUT THIS SKELETON: To live with THE GOLDEN GIRL….an intimidating thing, to see the truth behind that public persona. But if anyone could understand it, surely it was THE NEPO BABY. Another master of a facade, considering who their parents are. Oh, you heard who they are already? Welcome to the life of the rich and famous. Everyone thinks they know who you are. And everyone thinks they understand the relationship between Greer and her roommate, how they got along. But…did they? Or did they just pretend to? After all, if anyone would have dirt on Greer, it would be her roommate.

MAJOR PLOT POINTS THUS FAR:

THE NEPO BABY was one of four students who received a letter from THE GOLDEN GIRL on September 18th…that Greer haddated to be delivered on August 29th. Read more here !!!

After the time capsule leak, the cops interviewed everyone on campus again - unluckily for THE NEPO BABY, their interview was a disaster, and the officers have reason to suspect they were involved with THE GOLDEN GIRL’s disappearance.

When the Commons was set ablaze during commencement weekend, a group of students had been lured there by G. THE NEPO BABY found themselves on the first floor, shortly before THE SIREN....fell.

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How unfortunate for THE CLOSET GAY that THE NEPO BABY knew the secret of what went on behind THE GOLDEN GIRL’s closed door….or at least highly suspected. Not going to stay a secret for long anymore.

THE NEPO BABY could likely know more about THE GOLDEN GIRL’s secrets than anyone, considering they lived together. So what does it say that they have never liked THE PUPPETMASTER and Greer’s friendship with them?

Everyone knows that THE GOLDEN GIRL wasn't the first to use THE ERUDITE STONER and THE SCHOLARSHIP STUDENT to cut corners - would the be surprised to hear THE NEPO BABY did as well ?? Probably not - it’s practically their birthright, after all.

With THE GOLDEN GIRL constantly inviting THE DRAG ALONG and THE FALLEN PRINCESS in their room, THE NEPO BABY got more than their fair share of the trio. They never seemed to be crazy about them, but…seems like there might be an opening in the group now.

THE GIRL NEXT DOOR has a family in politics and philanthropy, THE NEPO BABY has a famous family - and they both have a close relationship with THE GOLDEN GIRL. No wonder they both ended up being friendly with THE SOCIAL BUTTERFLY too - someone who makes friends and connections that easily surely isn’t using them.

THE NEPO BABY immediately became the subject of THE HOMEGROWN HERO’s idolization - how could they be expected to social climb without sucking up to the most connected one on campus ?? Now that THE GOLDEN GIRL is gone, of course. Besides, they, like, totally both get the “fame” thing.

THE NEPO BABY always acted like she hated when THE GOLDEN GIRL invited her boyfriend around their room (to the point where it maybe seemed like too much)…but now that THE EXONERATED has returned from their expulsion...what will their relationship become ??

It's safe to say that with THE GOLDEN GIRL missing in action last year, THE NEPO BABY got used to not having to share their room. Enter THE WANNABE - but just because they got the room key doesn't mean they'll be welcomed.

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doodlebob54 · 1 year ago

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Im giving some head canon's about peasful and other characters

- Peasley

He is very good with romance and flirting but gets easily flustered . He's queer(i think that is how you spell it. I'm not sure about the pronouns). First crush, Luigi, plus it's the first time he got rejected. Second on is Fawful, but he wanted to start as friends to earn each others trust. Peasly needs to keep it a secret because he is afraid of what will happen if someone finds out. Their entire relationship is peasly: i can fix him, fawful: i can make him worse. his nickname is peas. He is fake blonde. Actually, he has purple hair like his mother .Has British accent

-Fawful

Bad at flirting, trying his best , usually makes dinner /Peasley is bad at cooking/ hes an Asexual and gay[yes they exist] doesn't trust the prince fully. He lives with his half-brother Popple , doesn't get easily flustered. Underneath those glasses are two pale blue eyes. Both Peasly and Fawful have massive egos. He still misses Cackletta, and sometimes, he likes to think what she will say if she sees him right now, but it can also be a scary thoth. Fawful likes mustered and Peasly likes mayonnaise. Peasly and Fawful, more like ADHD VS AUTISM. He also likes working on his machines when not in the shop. Fawful nickname is faff. Has a German accent

-Popple

Popple is bisexual and has a small crush on local designer Mimi. He lives with his lille, bro ... on the couch, to be precise. Is the biggest peasful shipper supporting his little bro all the way, helps paying bills legally? Will spy on their date to make sure everything goes smooth and no one figures them out will be a distraction if necessary. Claimed that he dated before, no one believed him. Gives dating advice to faff. Has French accent.

-Queen Bean/Magnificent (that's the name i gave her)

Is bisexual preference for girls, Peasly mom doesn't know about the relationship between her son and Cacklettas minion. Her personality is Queen Coral and Princess Blaze( both from wings of fire) combined loves sparkle objects and colours oringe and purple American accent.

-Mimi

Works as the fashion designer,recently moved in Bean Bean kindom obsessing over boys gives of sassy aunt vibes adores curling her hair and decorating it, nearly always wears high heels and gloves has at least one thousand dresses extremely arrogant. She is bilingual, knows Japanese English and French, and uses all types of makeup.

-Cackletta

She is dead, so whatever

#fawful #Queen Bean #Popple #Mimi #Head conon #peasley #fawful x peasley

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imagibunny · 1 year ago

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fine, fine. i'll bite. tell me about your zombies bunny.

i got this earlier and my brain was telling me ur tone was off

BUT!! i'm just gonna assume you meant this in good faith and that i'm not being annoying about my ocs, my brain is just being a lil bitch <3

general: - relatively speaking yvette's been a walker the longest, at 4 and a half years. cole's up next at 3 years, then cici and mimzie at 2 years, and vince has been a walker the shortest, only being 6 months. - cole and mimzie knew each other before they became zombies! mimz did ghost tours for cole's mom sometimes when she wasn't feeling well and they clashed a bit on how to handle it. - they all have "official" jobs; - mimz works at her mom's boutique - cole is a history teacher at the local middle school - vince is an it guy - cici works at her family's restaurant - yvette works at a nightclub - on a scale of 1-10 on who it'd be more dangerous to fight, yvette and mimz are both a solid 9.5, cici is a 7, vince is a 5, and cole is a 2 (this also account for the fact of how easy it'd be to make em go into zombie rage mode) - cole, mimz, and vince are the only ones who were born and raised in louisiana. cici is from new york originally, and yvette mentioned off hand once that it's from alberta canada. - all have a "sixth sense" for finding decomps. vince describes it as spiders running up his spine which is fair tbh. - most of em stick to raw meat to keep em calm, with brains used as a special occasion type of deal. all have their favorites of how to hide em but the crowd pleaser is cici's ghost pepper brain poppers.

mimzie - actually doesn't mind her full name (miriam) but has a bunch of nicknames; mimz, mimzie, riri, zee, mimi (she says as long as you don't call her late for dinner she's fine) - uses she/it pronouns and describes herself as "a girl, but take it back now y'all-" - has 3 pets; - an orange cat named skittles - a rat named stuie - a leopard gecko named romeo - the youngest of 5 and is the only girl, and is well aware of the fact this has granted her "dad's special girl" privileges. her brothers are aware of this too, and often come to her if they need something but dad said no to em. - is the closest with her brother tyler! loves her brothers all the same but you form a special bond with the sibling who helped you catch a rat snake cause you were convinced you'd die if it bit you. - has killed her fair share of decomps in the past 2 years. it's not normally bad, but the one big scare happened around halloween and was roughed up enough she had to stay home on bedrest for a couple weeks. - cannot sit still!! has to be moving or doing something constantly. usually fidgeting with a bracelet, pen, or anything she can get her hands on. - singing wise she mostly does covers and popular songs people know, and even then she just does local venues due to the whole zombie thing. still popular enough to need her crew. - she has a manager! in a way. her name's juniper, aka junie and she's been miriam's best friend since they were toddlers and junie dumped glitter on miriam's head cause she wanted to play fairies. - isn't a huge fan of labels and just says she's queer and is down for whatever. but due to how the last relationship ended, not exactly big on romance rn.

vince - only child syndrome!! and damn he acts like it sometimes!! has gotten an earful from everyone at least once if he doesn't watch his tone. - did not take the fact he's a zombie Well. like. at all. locked himself in his room for literal days and was on the verge of becoming a decomp when the others found out about him. - because he was infected by a decomp, he actively hates getting close to em. if he runs into one out on the street, he calls someone else and books it the other direction. - despite his cowardly nature he's not afraid to fight if he needs to, though this doesn't happen often and is most likely trying to keep mimzie from fighting someone. - he Kinda knew the dixie family before he met miriam officially, as he was in school with her brother tyler (a couple grades ahead but they were in clubs together) - much like miriam, he doesn't really have a preference attraction wise? when asked about it all he said was "who cares?" - despite being one of the walkers to dye his hair his natural color, he once did lose a bet and had to dye his hair green for a week. he didn't entirely hate this, considering he has green streaks in his hair - quite literally was forced into working for miriam! at first it was purely to keep an eye on him and make sure he didn't run off and expose everyone, but she pays him fair enough and they get along so it's not like he entirely hates it (will gripe about it when she brings it up however) - he and yvette are the same height (5'7 - 170 cm)

cici - despite their VIOLENTLY differing personalities, is super close with yvette and usually is the one yvette actually Talks to - her mom's from cuba and her dad is a new york native! - speaking of, she hasn't seen her dad since she was 15 (her parents had been divorced way before that however) but they still talk and send each other postcards - doesn't mind her step dad, he makes her mom happy and that's all she cares about! gets along better with her half sister though. - woman liker club!! jokes aside cici is a lesbian and is open about it - was the one who reached out to others that showed zombie symptoms and offered a place to talk. - fully believes that dealing with this stuff alone is suffocating and very much treats the rest of the walkers like family - has a dog named harriet! - lives in a guest house in her parents' backyard, purely because she'd rather stick around (and avoid abysmal rent prices but that's a bonus) - was a bit of a stuck up bitch before getting infected! absolutely abysmal to talk to and hang out with, but after the fight that caused her to get scratched, she saw it as a second chance and is actively working towards on improving and reinventing herself. - sometimes slips into old behavior, and regrets it immensely afterwards. - notoriously has a secret stash of tea in her house, and i do actually mean secret stash of tea. her mom and stepdad always used to sneak some from her so she resorted to hiding it. - is the 2nd tallest after cole at 5'9 - 175cm

yvette - is pretty secretive and quiet, so no one knows much about it. all anyone knows is that it uses it/it's pronouns, it's name, and where it's from. - isn't a huge fan of talking, but since it's normally around cici it lets her do the talking for both of em - was found on the brink of becoming a decomp like vince was, the difference here is yvette was found in a back alley in new orleans rather then being locked up in a room - unknown where it's staying, all yvette has mentioned is it has family in the city and crashes on their couch. - isn't super close with anyone outside of cici, but gets along with vince just fine and it and cole had a silent understanding. meanwhile it has gotten into numerous fights with mimz and it has escalated once or twice - literally did not talk until someone mentioned it might be russian. first time anyone heard yvette speak and it was "i'm from canada." - aro/ace homie fr! wouldn't say romance repulsed but it firmly refuses the idea of itself in a romantic situation with anyone - the only one of the group to know walkers from outside. refuses to give away their ids based on the fact it doesn't like them and believes it's friends would be better off not knowing - CANNOT HANDLE SPICE FOR THE LIFE OF IT. cici makes a tamer version of the brain popper for it to eat just out of the fact the last time it ate the regular ones, yvette was out of commission for 3 days

cole - same as yvette as he doesn't talk about himself often, but he does actively communicate with everyone else - the most anyone knows about his private life is that he's married with a kid and he'd like to keep it that way (despite vince and cici's varied attempts to figure out more) - has a past in private security. how he went from that to being a history teacher is anyones guess - was (and still is) a huge skeptic about supernatural stuff, which caused him to butt heads with his mom who runs ghost tours around the city. despite his zombie status he still doesn't believe in the oogie boogies that go bump in the night and it frustrates mimz to no end - despite arguing from time to time, he does love his mom. but he is closer with his dad out of the two of em, while his younger brother is closer with their mom - is the least likely to rage out and go full zombie mode. granted he has a decomp kill history like everyone else, but unlike everyone else he doesn't need to be full zombie to do so if you get the jist - man has AWFUL sleeping habits. is known for staying up for days at a time just because he forgot to sleep and is not above staying awake out of spite. - he's a bit silly goofy!! has gotten into petty fights with other walkers just for the hell of it, and once played a game with vine and yvette to see who could push mimz buttons the most (vince won, he ate her mom's leftovers she brought home) - bi man and damn proud of it!! - his husband is well aware of his zombie-ness and doesn't mind in the slightest. it's caused some turmoil a couple times sure, but that's a given. otherwise they're happily married - he has one thing above everyone else and it's the fact he's infected someone unknowingly. he doesn't know who they are but he has this weird feeling that it'll come back to bite him in the ass one day

#bunny.txt #zombie ocs #mimzie dixie #vince clark #cici rivera #yvette #cole walker

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