Greetings and salutations! This is an independent roleplaying blog for Eobard Thawne / Professor Zoom / Reverse Flash / Mustard Man from DC Comics.
DCTV based with heavy canon divergences, practically an Elseworlds. Selective. Mutuals only.
Written by Nerdy, 25, he /him, GMT+3. Permanent semi-hiatus.
OTHER BLOGS: @jademight @synthezcid
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❝ you always been such a charmer, Vision? ❞ she hums, a smile dancing across her lips as she turns back toward him. ❝ you know, you probably shouldn’t enable me. now i’m going to want to take you actual dancing. ❞
@synthezcid ctd. from { X }
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What in the actual absolute name of
“ hey —- welcome to l a k e d a l e . you can call me headjug. ”
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@synthezcid (continued from here):
“ No-- But I should like to think that I have met enough people to make an educated guess.” His head cants inquisitively, eyeing her up and down with a discerning look, “ People who see the world in simple black and white, believe that things are ought to be one way, and by doing so closing themselves off to the many colors that make up a most exquisite tapestry.” Lips press together, as if disappointed in the very notion, “ To try and control what won’t be.” An apologetic smile spreads across his features, head bowing humbly, “ Chaos of the universe is one to be embraced, not suppressed.”
SHE HAS HEARD IT ALL BEFORE. Variants and TVA employees alike have brought up the idea of chaos as something good, something to be admired, applauded. It's expected from the variants; what else are they going to say when they stand before her in the courtroom? Their lives depend on swaying her. As of yet, it hasn't worked, unfortunately for them. The employees who dare venture the same thought often find themselves demoted to the lowest rung of the work ladder, never to be heard from again.
But this, this is particularly infuriating. The last thing she wants or needs is a lecture on embracing chaos from an android. Why would he even care? "Even if you are right, the purpose of the TVA is to control the flow of chaos from multiple universes, not just one. Surely you don't think letting all the universes burst free, unfettered, is a good idea? Timelines waging war on other timelines? It would bring on a destruction that's unfathomable. Chaos must have its limits. It can exist, but it must be controlled or we all die."
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@synthezcid | continued from here
People would say one of Janet’s ‘strongest’ powers was her ability to empathize, relate to others, and meet them where they are. Well, she didn’t have actual empath powers or could sense auras like Wanda, but her love for others made her observant. Especially people she considered family.
“I’m familiar with playing roles I think will please others around me. But what good are we doing for said people when we ourselves are not...” Happy? No, it was a fleeting term, maybe even a bit too rudimentary of a descriptor for an android. “-authentic?” A sympathetic half smile if offered up as she places a hand onto his forearm, which is warm to touch.
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@synthezcid, closed starter.
“Father. I have determined that I must seek advice from you.”
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@synthezcid gets a starter from the grampa/daddy
"We enjoy the sight of humans on their knees.” A few of the Avengers stopped what they were doing, and Hank sighed. “That was a joke.“
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───── [ 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐨𝐫 @synthezcid ] ─────
“ no one really understands how fragile the mind is. ” it wasn’t jean who looked up at him, but the phoenix that saw interest.
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Send in 📜 and I’ll use this incorrect quotes generator using your muse and my muse.
ft. @synthezcid.
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@synthezcid asked: “ believe it or not, it’s hard to find someone with shared life experience. “
grumpy/sunshine trope prompts!
"you don’t say,” she murmurs dryly. cold blue studies over crimson metal; congratulations, you’ve managed to perplex her, “life experience is a bold word choice, wouldn’t you say?” hela adds sardonically, one hand settled atop her hip.
“tell me exactly — what are you?” by norns, if this thing is one of the revered, so-called ‘heroes’ her brother won’t shut up about ... what an idiot.
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ALARMED , SHE IS NOT --- he is merely different. the synths she’s familiar with don’t look like him nor do they have his sense of humor , it would seem. wren is little more than a soulless wretch , as far as jezebel is concerned. he , though , intrigues her. she offers a polite , but still genuine laugh.
❝ it certainly is ... a choice. i’m glad it works for you. ❞ light - hearted , said in similar gest. she nods her head in turn , a polite gesture of introduction in kind.
❝ trust --- you’re one of the least shocking beings i’ve encountered. you’re just ... new to me is all. as i’m certain i am to you. here , let me not forget my manners --- i’m jezebel klayton. it’s a pleasure. ❞ with that , a gloved hand is extended in his direction.
@synthezcid , here.
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SHOULD IT BE WEIRD THAT she has a synth for a grandson? Janet doesn’t think so. How long had she craved that desire to have a family? She’d never been picky about it. And while she’d always have that innate desire to bear children herself, having Vision, and Wanda by extension, is enough to curb and sate those desires.
Brilliant smile adornes her lips as she glides through the Avenger’s Mansion. “Hello, Vision dear,” she greets, plopping next to fellow hero and family member. “Don’t tell me you’re trapped here on your day off too.” A brow sweeps upwards, looking the synth over.
@synthezcid / starter call !
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@synthezcid continued from: here
the reason for her words were all for how.. sickly --- against death, this.. CREATURE was. in all her years the goddess has never seen anything so.. odd, so it’s initial closeness was met with fierce resistance.
as he retreats she visibly relaxes, gathering herself once more before all but circling him --- studying whatever it was she was seeing.. and against likely better judgment ran long and pointed nails over his.. skin ? metal ? and tapping it, eyes narrowing in blatant CONFUSION before she’d redirect her gaze at the question posed.
“ what are you ? ”
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from the outside the hex was terrifying, it was gargantuan in size and menacing —but inside it was different, it just felt eerily safe. deep down she could feel it, she could feel that this wasn’t her real reality but, something altered and whatever it was doing so would make her forget. it felt like she was in a constant state of deja’vu, like something was on her mind but it would never be allowed to fully construct itself. something had always stopped it.
the brunette slung her tote bag over her shoulder, mentally cursing herself for getting so much at the store, yet again. darcy noticed her neighbour, vision, she waved at him with a wide grin. ‘ well if it isn’t my favourite neighbour. ’ she paused for a quick moment. ‘ come to think of it you might be my only neighbour, i think, haven’t really seen anyone else —but, i am a bit of a hermit. ’ her arms crossed over her chest as she shot him a friendly smile. ‘ how’s everything? ’
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𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗤𝗨𝗘𝗦𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡 𝗛𝗔𝗗 𝗕𝗘𝗘𝗡 𝗪𝗔𝗜𝗧𝗜𝗡𝗚 — not so patiently, on the tip of the Valkyrie’s tongue for ... WEEKS. And now, after waiting, after attempting to be what was almost ---- polite, she had her opportunity. The Valkyrie was finally alone with the Vision - and she would - take it.
Dark eyes narrowed slowly as she placed the large, dark colored bottle between herself and Vision, leaning forward onto the table so that the ends of braids skimmed the worn wood. She waited a moment as the contents of the bottle sloshed to a mild ripple, before she finally spoke her QUESTION said in low, conspiratorial tones.
“ Can you get DRUNK ? ”
: ·゚✧ ⚔ s.c. / @synthezcid
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❛ how can you stand it ? ❜
@synthezcid 𝙇𝙄𝙆𝙀𝘿 .
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