#they just haven't told anyone

[kanerallels]

For my 501st follower celebration, as requested here by @auroramagpie: a snippet of the Squadron Dad Au!

“Drop and give me twenty!”

Chass let out a long, theatrical groan as she dropped to the ground and started doing push ups next to Wyl, who was already doing his. “I think I hate this guy,” she mumbled.

“He’s… an acquired taste,” Wyl offered.

“That’s how you say you hate someone on Polyneus, right?” Nath said from next to them. The man was breathing hard, but still wore an easy grin.

Before Wyl could answer, their drill sergeant spoke up. It was tough for a grown man to look menacing while wrangling a five year old, but Kanan Jarrus managed to at least look stern. “Tensent, you seem like you’re enjoying yourself. This getting too easy for you?”

“Not at all, sir,” Nath called back.

“What about you, Chadic? You ready to take a break?”

Scowling at him, Chass said, “You know what you can do with your break? You can take it and—”

“Mr. Jarrus.” The clear, familiar voice of General Syndulla cut through whatever Chass had been about to say. Striding into the room where they were training, the general clasped her hands behind her back, surveying them with a thoughtful expression as she took it all in— Chass, Wyl, Nath, and Quell all doing push ups, while Jarrus watched, holding his kid’s backpack leash in one hand as Jacen explored the confines of the room.

“General Hera,” Kanan said, the corner of his mouth tipping up into a smile. Chass still wasn’t sure how this guy, of all people, got away with using the general’s first name. But then, there was a lot about him that she neither knew nor cared to know. Because she hated his guts.

“I take it things are going well?” General Syndulla said.

“More or less. With a little more training and discipline, I might even be able to whip them into shape. You’re welcome to stay and watch, if you want.”

“Tempting though that offer may be,” the general said, “I have other projects to work on. I just wanted to make sure things were running smoothly.”

“Absolutely, general. Drop by anytime,” he continued, and Chass could swear there was something almost flirtatious in his tone. I’m definitely imagining it, she told herself.

“After all, I’m always happy to have you around,” he added.

Oh yeah I’m not imagining that. Was their drill sergeant flirting with the general? Chass exchanged a glance with Wyl, who was grimacing. He’s lost his mind.

General Syndulla’s eyebrow went up. But all she said was, “As I said, I’m busy. But the offer is appreciated. Keep up the good work.”

Turning on her heel, she headed out of the room, and if he hadn’t been blind, Chass would swear that Kanan watched her go.

As they finished their push ups, Wyl hopped to his feet and went over to Kanan. “Uh, sir? About General Syndulla…”

“What about her?” Kanan said, frowning at him.

“Well, it’s just— I thought you should know. We’re pretty sure she’s married.”

To Chass’s surprise, Kanan found this so uproariously funny that he forgot to make them do their next set of drills, and sent them off to their ship maintenance time while he was still chuckling.

#for context: kanera isn't exactly deceiving everyone about the fact that they're married #they just haven't told anyone #hera doesn't want people nosing in her business and kanan thinks it's really funny #this will last approximately 2 weeks because a) kanan loves his wife so so much and b) jacen exists #star wars rebels #swr #hera syndulla #kanan jarrus #alphabet squadron #chass na chadic #wyl lark #nath tensent #yrica quell #kanera #jacen syndulla #501st follower celebration #squadron dad au #writing stories is a kind of magic too

[jstor]

i'm not gonna lie. i can't tell if this is legit or not but either way, i'm so happy to see you guys in tumblr. also that you guys like bg3 <3

It's legit!

And we're happy to be here :)

#jstor #ask #also full disclosure #it's just me (the mod) who likes bg3. i cannot speak for my coworkers and if anyone else does they haven't told me. but they should

[lafragolina]

just kill me

#this whole article is bad but this was the WORST #not even for the reason you think (819 reasons) #Eliza you've already heard this rant but #if I can be way too sincere and long-winded for a moment #'always if I ask him something he helps' #how many quotes do we have from teammates over the years saying that exact thing #michael latta saying 'it doesn't matter if you're a top pair dman or a 4th line peasant; he'll do anything to help you' #christian djoos saying 'he's always there for you no matter what time or place. if something's up he's always there' #HHA saying recently nicke gave him his number and told him 'if you need anything just call me and I can help you' #carly in that interview when this was announced saying how nicke has been the support for everyone in that locker room from himself and osh #to guys who haven't been there long like strome and even pacioretty #I know holts and batya and andre and rasmus and jojo and tj and tom and karl alzner have all said stuff like this too #and that's just who I can think of off the top of my head #like. that's it. that's nicke. #if you ask him something. he helps. #for such an amazing athlete. for such a crucial part of making hockey A Thing in DC. #what his teammates want to talk about is his kindness #and that speaks so highly of him and is so genuinely admirable to me and worth aspiring to #I don't want to put anyone on a pedestal because we don't know these guys #but like. in terms of impact. nicke really genuinely made me try to be a better more thoughtful more actively outreaching friend #because I saw the way his teammates talked about him and that's how I want to be thought of. #I want people to know I'll be there for them. & not that I haven't been willing to do that but I've been more active about offering it #and part of that genuinely is because of his example #there's a million other things about his kindness I could mention before I even get to his hockey but this has already gone on far too long #so anyway #he is so dear to me #I hope he is happy and healthy #and that he knows how loved he is #nicklas backstrom #hockey

[ducktracy]

proper reupload in the high quality this fantastic segment so deserves; eagle pig and duck bias notwithstanding, this will forever be my favorite variant of the fabled switcheroo (and a reminder that Daffy was first at his own game!) the committal on behalf of both characters--especially the sincerity of Daffy's feigned sincerity--really sets it apart

#that delivery of “don't you believe i'm a fish?” sounds so hurt and it's perfect #likewise i think there are few one-liners/toppers that make me laugh as much as 'i told ya i was a pig' #and that all knowing glance at the audience from Daffy doesn't feel obnoxiously smarmy or self aware #there's a friendly nonchalance to it. a very clear amusement and not in a way that undermines anything this segment is setting out to achie #again. my favorite buzzword: that sincerity! a sincere investment and amusement in watching Porky obliviously and endearingly make an ass #out of himself #and of course the cross dissolve and setup of the composition implying a story/sequence of events taking place within that time... #this short isn't my favorite P+D short--i still LOVE IT A TON but there are so many i revere--but i think it's one of the most definitive #if someone was looking to get a good understanding on their character dynamic this would be one of my immediate recommendations #i haven't had the bandwidth to spread my pig and duck gospel but please #watch Porky and Daffy cartoons #tangential but i've always loved the sound effect Treg Brown uses for Porky dropping the gun #good exaggeration/whimsy while also connoting Porky's stubbornness and that this stupid petty argument is enough for him to lose sight of #his motives and discard his murder weapon. all because of this joyously stupid argument. so i like the self awareness there with how obtuse #the sound effects are #because anyone who is not Porky Pig would have just shot him point blank #and that is everything i love about their dynamic and how Daffy's intoxicating charisma and ability to get people invested even affects the #very characters on screen #gee d'you think i ought to have said more about this scene #lt #duck soup to nuts #freleng #vid

[infernal-lamb]

i’d love to hear more about neves if you’re comfortable sharing :Dc

its so funny to get asked this knowing that I can't reveal too much about Neves without spoiling a bunch of things from my fic, despite that I would love nothing more to spill all her lore......what I CAN tell you is that she was sent to the Lands of the Old Faith for a very particular reason and she's kept safe by the Lamb for a reason too. She comes from a pastoralist/agrarian upbringing and spent the entirety of her life in this profession (hint hint). Livestock, land cultivation, and the demoralizing poverty in a society that does not value such work and considers it a degrading role for outliers! you know, the usual. She talks like a farmer and a butcher, which is how u get silly stuff like THIS happening when she's getting to know the Lamb and their Flock:

(She's talking like a butcher here, which obviously is off-putting for the Lamb, mostly because they can't quite gather context, and she does....make a lot of jokes like this but. She's just human you know!)

Neves is firm in her convictions and is stubbornly attached to the idea of her own righteousness. She's just too smart to be misled.

She believes herself above indoctrination, of course.

She has too much wit

too much rebelliousness

She would never be a victim! That's Neves for you :) She'll survive the horrors.

#cult of the lamb #cotl #cotl lamb #cotl oc #cotl au #long post #LIKE SORRY FOR HOW LONG IT IS #almost didnt tag this bc I felt Very Silly since its Neves-centric #but the Lamb shows up here and actually has some dialogue from a scene i wrote lmfao djhgfjhglkd #so sorry to the tag for the human oc jumpscare #I know I've drawn these two in semi-funny situations but remembering the source material......i told you guys it would be Horrific :'( #and i know it seems i am flattening the Lamb into a villainous sort of presence but i understand them as both victim and perpetuator #living in a society that is not conducive to compassion that isn't coerced or weaponized #but anyways! it is very sweet to be asked about my oc brain rot when i haven't even posted the fic yet #my art #ALSO BEFORE ANYONE GETS WEIRD: this is not romantic love in any sense #these two just have very dysfunctional and unhealthy dynamic for a good bit

[cerise-on-top]

Hi!! This might be awkward because it's my first time requesting something but I'll try my best.

Could you write a Fem!Reader x Farah where the reader is a Belly Dancer?

Just them meeting and feeling a spark between them. I'm a dancer and it would mean the world to me.

Thanx in advance!

Hey there! I went a little wild with that one since I've been wanting to write something a bit more elaborate for a while now, hope you don't mind =)

Farah with a Belly-Dancer!Reader

The chill of the evening made you shiver, its breeze gently caressing your skin as though you were a lover long lost. And yet, your performance continued as the audience cheered for you. Four evenings you had been performing now, calming the minds and souls of the weary freedom fighters that battled demons each day, trying to gain their freedom from their cruel oppressors. In the darkness of the night, you danced, giving them a glimpse of hope, showing them what they’re fighting for: A future in which neither man nor woman, adult nor child, had to fear for their life. A future in which everyone was treated as equal with love and compassion. From the ashes of war, that future would arise, growing, nurtured by the community found in the broken homes of the people crying for help. You were there to remind the fighters that that was the life to be had once all of this was over.

A small celebration it was, with many having gone to bed, dreaming of green plains among which their children would play. But not you. You would dance the night away. For as long as you could move, for as long as you could improve someone’s night, you would continue to dance. Your graceful movements, paired with the drums of another, made for quite the spectacle. Although tired, the people cheered for you to continue, to entertain them with your entire being. Those fights riddled them with fear, engraving into their hearts emblems of terror, but you dulled the pain, if just for the duration of which you performed your heart out. The rewards weren’t applause, whistles and flowers being thrown at your feet, it was tomorrow. A tomorrow that was one day closer to being ideal. One day, the wars would be over, but until then you shall hold on.

And the chill of the evening almost made her shiver as well. Farah took notice of the gathering of people over at the building, convening in front of it as though offerings to praise the gods were being made. But there was no such thing, for a benevolent and kind deity would never allow this many of her brothers and sisters to fall. And yet, her curiosity betrayed her in that she turned to look at the blissful scene. As her people clapped along to the music, she felt intrigued. Who was it that brought joy in such dark times? Who would bring about such bright smiles? Who would make those soldiers feel at ease during times of war? It must have been someone, who had lost their mind, evidently. And yet, there was a sense of gratitude. Why wallow in misery, one day it will all have been worth it. One day, those uncertain times would finally be over and they could finally rebuild their cities from the rubble, that, which has been so unfairly been laid waste to.

And among that stage was something Farah would have never believed, had she not seen it with her own eyes. A trick of the dim light, perhaps. Maybe even a phantom, sent to entice her. She was strong, much more so than even her closest companions would believe, but what she saw on stage gave her a feeling of contentment. There was no certainty you were real, perhaps you were an illusion caused by her fears and worries, perhaps you were a foul demon that sought to get her off her path of righteousness. Either way, you were ethereal. The passion behind your movements was enough to convince her that you must have been some greater being. You brought cheer and happiness to the almost hopeless. Oh, how Farah wished she could have gone onto that stage, show her chivalrous side and protect you from all harm. But her mission would allow her to do so anyway.

And what you saw almost made you freeze in place. A woman, hardened by the battles she’s fought and won, but the kindness in her eyes was very much there. She was rough around the edges, she had been beaten down so many times, but she never ceased to fight, she never ceased to do what was right. For herself and the people she believed in. From below, she stared right back at you, her eyes sparkling brighter than the stars above. Although you had recognized her from hearsay, you never would have thought you would get to see her in person, much less have someone of such importance watch your performance. It was the incentive you needed, the energy boost given to you after a small break, that invigorated you. You were born anew under her gaze, a warm feeling overcoming you. And just like that, just because that woman watched you with such intent, you could continue to dance the night away.

But even as that youthful joy began to settle in your heart, you felt the urge to talk to that woman. She, who had no name you knew of so far, had captivated you in a way you couldn’t describe as you were. Perhaps the gods knew what it was you were feeling, but you, a mere mortal, lacked the understanding. And thus, as the masses slowly began to disperse, seeking the warmth of rest, you stepped off the stage for just a moment. There she was, her arms crossed, and yet she seemed approachable. With a gentle smile, she waved you over. In a world where most deities seem to leave humanity to fend for its own, why would a goddess of beauty, love and war come to call you, of all people? It was an enigma you had naught but an inkling of a reason. And yet, despite all the wars she’s fought in, she seemed to be so kind. Your heart was drawn to hers.

“Your performance was really nice.” Her voice, sweeter than sugar trapped in honey, enticed you. Her melodious voice beckoned you closer, and you followed suit.

“Thank you, that’s very kind of you. You’re the commander, right? It’s an honor to meet you. I’m Y/N.” Almost shy in your approach, but you seemed more fierce than a lion defending his own kin. Although you held no guns, you fought for your beliefs in your own ways. How admirable.

Farah may not have been a believer of destiny, thinking that one could only carve one’s own path as the world would do whatever it took to prevent one from achieving the greatest of things, but it felt as though her and you had been intertwined. Oh, what cruelly sweet fate had brought you together? What made you meet under these circumstances? But perhaps fate had brought you together for a reason?

And for the first time that evening, the both of you could finally share in the warmth of a new companionship.

#cod #cod x reader #farah karim #farah karim x reader #I felt pretty good today so I decided I'd write something a bit longer #something truly amazing happened and I can barely put my happiness into words :D #I feel like people would call me weird if I told them what it was though #it's been a while since I've written something like this! I haven't lost my fic-flow entirely just yet!! #I know barely anyone is going to read this since barely anyone cares about Farah (shame on you) but I don't care #I sort of like this piece :> #I hope it's to your liking too anon! I tried to make it good this time! #truth be told I haven't really been satisfied with my writing as of late so I'm just gonna try harder! #I wanna make the language a bit more flowy again! even if it's just a small ficlet like this! #one day I'm gonna write a proper fic again! just you all wait!

[sourtomatola]

Hey! I think I forgot to mention but

Fae proverbs. They are just so silly. I love this kinds of worlbuiling details.

Do you have a list or a dictionary?

So I found these on "Love and other fairytales wiki". Thats where I got a lot of my ideas for the story. (Obviously I made up a bunch of my own stuff, please don't come to me saying I got stuff wrong, it's antagonistic and I will block you. I had someone send an ask like that back on like chapter 1)

Anyways, here are the fae idioms from the site (I'm not good at making up my own ;^; )

-I have cats to chase: Essentially a very dismissive “i have better things to do”. Common among goblins and unseelie sprites. -The moon is full and the wits are waning: Its the full moon, commence shenanigans -A good tree is also a good shelter: Good things are better when they have many uses. Particular to Seelie, especially nymphs. -A lot of noise, but where are the acorns? All talk and no action. Also particular to seelie. -Like singing to the echos: Talking to an audience that doesn't understand you or just doesn't care. -A good tongue is the best weapon: The power of a well spoken word can not be underestimated. -Go pick flowers: Leave me alone. Used by both Unseelie and Seelie, but is usually noticeably more scathing coming from an Unseelie. -Did a squirrel nest in your ear? You have no ear for music. -Do you always solve puzzles with fire? Are you always this brutish/unsubtle? -Just walked out of the [dark/light] and air: Fae version of “born yesterday”. -A weasel is a weasel, but so is the ermine: Valuable things can come from unexpected places. -To have root rot: To be a coward. Particular to Seelie. -Sending a hunt after mice: to waste a lot of effort and resources on something and get little in return. Particular to gentry. -Only good to sharpen knives A person who is a waste of space. Very particular to Unseelie. -Do you like cream? A rebuttal when someone asks a very obvious question. -Counting stars: Staring excessively at your sweetheart. -Trying to sell honey to the bees: Trying to deceive someone on a subject at which they are an expert.

#I haven't told anyone my source because I didn't want them coming back like #“Well it says here you're wrong” #Cause like #I'm just having fun man #I'm not charging you for it #sour speaks #thing on your swing #dark fae au #fae idioms #You might notice a few that I've useed #I basically forgot about these idioms in Have your cake and swing it too XD #You can ask “It says here this but what is your take on it” Thats fine #yay asks!

[summonthebats]

Why do team black members, and maybe team green as well but i haven't found those yet, make so many posts with book snips, and then say stuff in the same post that makes it very clear that they haven't read the book?

Possibly any of GRRM's books tbh

I mean I thought book'Dany's "conquest and rule are very diffrent" plot in Slavers Bay was well done. And the show did it dirty.

And now there are Book snips trying to make Show points, and just

These are seperate works of fiction. The show stated with Rheanyra aged up about 6 years and completely mangled book!Rheanyra's actually quite interesting implied relationship with House Velaryon!

They related not the same.

#just been told that 32 year old Alicent bullied Rheanyra at 10 #and that kings can't get away with kinslaying #only book Alicent is 10 years older than her stepdaughter #and Aegon 2's savage murder of his sister gets little press #you haven't read the book that fine #its written like a textbook half the time! #but with multiple unreliable narrators instead of one! #so use show details to support show point #NOT THIS BULL #hotd #anti team black #and anyone else whose doing this ye gods

[svnflowermoon]

i feel so bad bc i came out to my mum two years ago and i still haven't told anyone else in my family :(

#luc posts #like i WANT to tell them i really do but i just cant????? #like i feel like i should have told them by now? #i haven't even specifically told more than two of my friends bc they know i like girls but they don't specifically know #like one of my friends knows basically EVERYTHING bc i feel super safe with her and shes going through a lot of the same stuff with gender + #+ and aspec stuff so i tell them everything but then i just havent told half of my best friends? #like i didnt even tell anyone about my gf last year bc i was scared to come out AND NOW one of them doesn't trust me anymore bc she thinks + #+i dont want to tell her and ahhh its so annoying like I KNOW theres no timeframe but it feels like there is #luc vents

[charlotterenaissance]

having an almost comically bad couple days so i'm microdosing on all my fixations by alternating episodes of kids in the hall, night court, h2o just add water, and conan o'brien remotes. just having a normal one

#the fun part of being the child of my alcoholic dad and junkie mother is that my form of vice is old tv shows #as i try to zone out while stone-cold sober #i had a bad day at work which was the capstone to a rough couple weeks #which is why haven't really been on here #and i'm pretty sure i can't trust my own vision or whatever because i look at things and get told i'm wrong #and then i found richard moll died so i'm not doing so great #i am so sad #i'm just so so sad and scared #all the time and i hate this so much and i hate being a burden to the person i love #and i just feel so alone and not good at anything and not good enough for anything or anyone i'm just not worth anything #it's my fault for only being able to conceptualize relationships via the familial bond #so i take my boss who is normally sweet and patient with my stupid worthless self #yelling at me as rough as you can possibly imagine #she didn't even yell at me specifically but every time she came by i flinched and any time i said something she got mad and yelled at me #i don't know i'm sorry #i just want to disappear #i'm also on my period one more cosmic corkscrew of pain

[cozypups]

don't mind me, just listening to a brainrotting playlist of overstimulation breakcore beats because my brain has a need :)

#🐶 #hi all sorry for leaving randomly yet again #i haven't been doing well lately unfortunately and have been thinking of asking my psychiatrist to up my dose of prozac #because my depression has been getting more difficult to deal with #i know i throw around and always joke about how mentally ill i am but in 100% honesty it's in these moments which i'm reminded of actually #being mentally ill #even wondering if a psych hospital or something whatever they call them would take me in and if my insurance would cover it #or if i literally have to like.......... literally have to freak people out in order to have insurance pay for it lol #i'm not going to “freak” anyone out or anything obviously but like seriously i think there are some things i haven't told my family #just because of how bizarre and upsetting my thoughts and paranoia and everything could seem to an average person

[cidnangarlond]

genuinely if you aren't prepared for your puppy chewing up and potentially destroying some of your things you shouldn't get a fucking puppy

#not about anyone here just fucking pissed #sorry I went to go sleep for 5 hours. ''why was she left alone long enough for this to happen'' sorry let me just not sleep then #if you know she gets into shit why wasn't I told ''hey if you're going to sleep you should put her in the crate'' #I say oh she got into paper yesterday and tore it up I put her in the crate and was told oh don't put her in there it'll make it harder to #get her in later. but you can put her in it while you shower if she does that too. like what the fuck do you want me to do #what I wanna know is why you haven't trained her to stop peeing on the floor in the middle of the night and all you do when she does #is to scold her. like this is a two fucking way street this shit is on you too

[notjanine]

what hidden truths are revealed when people who are so so different from each other choose to love you in the same way

#i am thinking this week about how my mom just sent me the exact same ~thinking of you~ card that i have also received from my best friend #how different friends send me the same memes or gift me the same books #how close friends and loved ones remember what time i take my meds and remind me if i forget while we're together #when i'm sharing a meal at someone’s home and the person setting the table asks if i want a big fork or a small one #when people send me photos of random cats or bugs or other creatures they encounter in their day-to-day lives #and how last semester my boss found a beautiful moth and brought it to campus to show me and #my current preceptor found an abandoned wasp nest and brought it to the hospital for me #recently a few friends have told me (separately) that they want to spend more time with me bc they haven't really had female friends before #thinking about how many times i’ve had loved ones who were planning their weddings double check that i DON’T want to be a bridesmaid #how partners keep good vegan ice cream in the freezer because that’s my favorite post-coital snack #when people watch strange movies i love so we can talk about them together #thinking about the first time anyone calls me to say ‘i just wanted to hear your voice’ #there is so much love in the world #how do i know if i’m giving enough back? how do i know if i’m doing it right?

[thislittlekumquat]

This post is mostly for my moots who know me irl because you will know how ridiculous this is given the way I am as a person, but my job is so miserable right now that after juggling about 5 peoples' worth of work for 2 weeks with zero support from supervisors, one of my supervisors told me yesterday that someone at a lower pay grade than me complained about me, and that my speech to that person was "borderline abusive".

#I'm just ?????? #i have been going out of my way to be extra nice to the people who ARE supporting all this extra work right now #and I haven't even had time to talk to anyone else #so im putting a fucking hex on whoever got mad at me for what was probably just correcting something they did wrong in our new catalog #i can't fucking stand the entitled 60 year old subset of my coworkers #there's a special place reserved in hell for people who don't want to be told to do work #so they get mad when someone tries to train them in place so they have to actually put forth effort #this week was a bad one at work folks #one of the worst in this job yet #👎👎👎👎👎

[biitchcakes]

— character info sheet.

(repost, don’t reblog)

name: Jessica Miriam Drew

name meaning: Jessica ( Hebrew: "to see" ; "God beholds" ; wealthy / rich ) Miriam ( Hebrew: "wished-for-child" )

alias/es: Jess, Spider-Woman, formerly Archane

ethnicity: White British

one picture you like best of your character:

three h/cs you never told anyone:

The fragrances she uses are most often are vanilla scented. And, if not that, she tends to gravitate more towards sweet &/ or fruity scents or spice scents, such as: coconut, black cherry, berries, cinnamon, coffee, pumpkin. . . Bath & Bodyworks had two seasonal fragrances I always pictured her loving ( 1. Pastel Skies — "soft cloud berries, pink spun sugar, & coconut musk" and then 2. Sweet Whiskey — "golden amber, vanilla-infused whiskey, & sweet red berries" ). That said, what she views as overly sweet, such as birthday cake or frosting, she tends to avoid.

I actually don't think I've brought up her favourite colour ! Amazing. Obviously, she loves red, it's her whole ✨thing✨, but if you actually asked her to pick out ONE favourite ? It's #facbdf ! It's the colour she painted the walls in her and Lindsay's first PI office, and she's incorporated into every office she's had since. Makes her nostalgic, a little at peace for a few seconds.

The venom that courses through Jessica's veins is what turns her irises the green colour they are. Naturally blue, her eyes fade back to their genetic shade whenever powers are weak ⸺ like when she's brought back to life and her abilities fluctuate. Or, to a lesser extent, whenever she needs some time to recover from a fight, they fade juuust a little while she heals. It varies if it's noticeable or not.

three things your character likes doing in their free time: 

Riding around Manhattan and Queens on her motorcycle, somehow there's always something new to see ⸺ as well as the comforting familiar.

Puzzles ! Solitaire ! Sudoku ! Brain teasers ! Crossword ! Simple problem-solving games and things of the like. Basically anything you can find in an adult activity book at the gas station.

Rewatching some of her favourite movies, such as: Star Trek II: Wrath of Khan, Alien, The Karate Kid, Short Circuit, Total Recall, Heat, Sean Connery era Bonds, or really any 7/8/90's era martial arts, action, sci-fi or horror movie. She's got a lot of genres she likes the most and couldn't chose between if you asked her to, but most carry some significant theme to her: such as the main character being a detective or spy, a science experiment gone wrong, the strength of friendship and how much it can mean, standing up for your morals and values, or it's got a mentorship of some kind ⸺ usually a paternal one. It's not something she really realises she does.

Eight people your character likes / loves:

Carol Danvers ( bestie )

Lindsay McCabe ( bestie )

Miguel O'Hara ( boyfriend )

Johnny Storm ( boyfriend )

Clint Barton ( boyfriend // ex; he still means a lot to her even when they're not together ⸺ don't tell him )

Magnus ( father figure // mentor )

Nick Fury ( father figure // mentor // friend )

Logan Howlett ( mentor // friend )

two things your character regrets:

A lot of her anger, and the way that causes her to reaction in some situations and towards others. How she lashes out, and how venomous fists and words are always her first instinct. . . And how this has occasionally hurt those she holds closest.

Retiring her private investigator agency in Madripoor. After some time, her and Lindsay return to San Francisco, where Linds begins taking classes to become a professional stuntwoman, and Jess starts to take up more jobs wherever she can find them ( including all the way to places like Istanbul ! Lindsay went along for that one — ). This leads to her being on the east coast / in New York more often than she'd have ever thought. And, the more she's out there, the more she's encouraged to allow HYDRA restabilise her powers, which she eventually agrees to ⸺ only for it to turn out to by the Skrulls in disguise. So, tl;dr, she feels leaving Madripoor lead to her getting abducted, and allowing the Skrulls to fully return her powers resulted in the Skrull Invasion since Veranke, the queen, chose to impersonate her. After that has been a mixed bag that has a lot of good, but sometimes, she wonders. . .

two phobias your character has:

musophobia: the fear of rats

monatophobia: the fear of dying alone

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#the irony of her name meaning wealthy and she's one of The Broke Heroes #THREE hc i have never told anyone.... #bruh i never shut up about her ahsjkfha #THAT KEPT ME STUMPED #so i listed hc i may or may have not talked about idk #if u have seen them before no u haven't #also obvs the boyfriend thing is verse dependant #BUT i couldn't leave her boys out cmon #whew this was a lot more info than i thought it was gonna be tbh #i do not mean to ramble she simply just makes me 😔 #( ch. study. ) ⸺ ⌜𝕚 𝕥𝕠𝕠𝕜 𝕞𝕪 𝕓𝕚𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕤 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕞𝕒𝕕𝕖 𝕚𝕥 𝕤𝕨𝕖𝕖𝕥⌟ #( headcanon. ) ⸺ ⌜𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕝𝕚𝕗𝕖 𝕒𝕤 𝕨𝕖 𝕜𝕟𝕖𝕨 𝕚𝕥 𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕓𝕖𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕘𝕤 𝕥𝕠 𝕪𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕕𝕒𝕪⌟ #( queue. ) ⸺ ⌜𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕙𝕣𝕚𝕝𝕝𝕤 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕔𝕚𝕥𝕪 𝕒𝕟𝕪𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖⌟

[fomar]

i was so conflicted about my character being a fomarl (gender locked + race locked classes -_-) ingame vs the lore i have for them until i realized i can do whatever i want forever and have them be a clone of another person who was put into a genetically engineered body thats similar to a newman but not totally. they kind of develop subtly pointy ears over time and more aptitude with techniques but it causes an overdraw of photon activity to the brain which results in seizures

they have visions which are caused by dark falz and are also accompanied by seizures sometimes But the visions are not whats causing them and when the visions go away their disability does not, they slowly stop having seizures bc of actual treatment but the risk is always there (just like how dark falz is also a recurring threat)

#hi i haven't told anyone the Marian Lore on this blog #blatant self insert what else is new #i just think its fun to explore my own experiences w disability and how theyd be portrayed in my fav games #also they kind of transition into a fomar later.. technically #only bc the class system in pso is so rigid they would be defined as that