* 𝕖𝕞𝕡𝕥𝕪 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙚𝙨 ,

dependent muse @ bostonhq. 𝐎𝐅𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐄𝐑 ' 𝙇𝙄𝙕𝙕𝙄𝙀 ' 𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐄. as penned by nova.

[smhlua]

@bostonstarters     

            caffeine. that’s what luana was in need of after that tiring day of meetings and prepping for court. so she made her way to her favorite coffee shop to order her usual– black, no cream. not being able to resist the look of a red velvet cake, she bought it too, thanking the barista and wishing them a good rest of the day. as she turned around, cup in one hand, cake in the other, she slightly bumped into a figure that had been standing behind her– shit, were they wearing white??

            “ oh!! i’m so so sorry. ” cursing under her breath, she quickly scanned the other person’s state, visibly sighing in relief after confirming that she didn’t drop anything on them. looking up to meet the other’s gaze, she knew she’d blushed in embarrassment. “ shirt’s good as new– can i buy your drink to make up for the scare? ”

[elmalone]

       after working a double shift, and getting far and few breaks in between  (  all thanks to the weekend shenanigans raging a little too hard for some people throughout the city ),  elizabeth was absolutely exhausted. so it didn’t come as much of a surprise when she waltzed into the familiar coffee shop, blonde locks contained in a messy bun and dark sunglasses shielding her sleep-deprived blue hues from any source of light. her dishevelled appearance reflected her state of mind, completely oblivious to everything around her other than the task at hand. even oblivious to the fact that her ex was in line, directly in front of her, until the other woman just barely nudged her when turning around.

       “ oh, no. no, it’s fine. i’m– ”  her voice faltered slightly, once it processed who exactly had bumped into her, and she quickly offered up a sheepish smile. of course, the one person she would run into while looking like a complete mess had to be luana. bottom lip rest gently between her teeth for a brief moment, before she gave a small shake of her head.  “ i’m fine. are you... okay? i mean, nothing spilled on you, did it? ”  with the building tension hanging in the air, elizabeth lifted the sunglasses from the bridge of her nose to settle on top of her head, casually inspecting luana’s appearance, just to be sure, even as her gaze lingered maybe half a second longer than needed.  “ you look good.  –i mean, like, no spills or anything. ”

[phoebes]

[elmalone]

anaxdexa‌:

BOLD what applies to your muse.

PLACE IN SOCIETY

financial: wealthy / moderate / poor / in poverty.

medical: fit / moderate / sickly / disabled / disadvantaged.

class or caste: upper / middle / working / slave / unsure.

education: qualified / unqualified / studying.

criminal record: yes, for major crimes / yes, for minor crimes / no

FAMILY

married - happily / married - unhappily / engaged or betrothed / partnered / single / divorced / separated.

has a child her baby boy duke lmao or children / has no children / wants children. 

close with sibling(s) / not close with sibling(s) / has no siblings / sibling(s) is deceased.

orphaned / adopted / disowned / raised by birth parent(s).

TRAITS + TENDENCIES

extroverted / introverted / in between.

disorganized / organized / in between.

close minded / open-minded  / in between.

calm / anxious / in between.

disagreeable / agreeable / in between.

cautious / reckless / in between.

patient / impatient / in between.

outspoken / reserved / in between.

leader / follower / in between.

empathetic / unemphatic / in between.

optimistic / pessimistic / in between.

traditional / modern / in between.

hard-working / lazy / in between.

cultured / un-cultured / in between / unknown.

loyal / disloyal / unknown.

faithful / unfaithful / unknown.

BELIEFS:

monotheist / polytheist / atheist / agnostic.

belief in ghosts or spirits: yes / no / don’t know / don’t care.

belief in an afterlife: yes / no / don’t know / don’t care.

belief in reincarnation: yes / no / don’t know / don’t care.

belief in aliens: yes  / no / don’t know / don’t care.

religious: orthodox / liberal / in between / not religious.

philosophical: yes / no.

SEXUALITY + ROMANTIC INCLINATION

heterosexual / homosexual / bisexual / asexual / pansexual.

sex repulsed / sex neutral / sex favourable.

romance repulsed / romance neutral / romance favourable.

sexually: adventurous / experienced / naive / inexperienced / curious.

potential sexual partners: male / female / agender / other / none / all.

potential romantic partners: male / female / agender / other / none / all.

ABILITIES

combat skills: excellent / good / moderate / poor / none.

literacy skills: excellent / good / moderate / poor / none

artistic skills: excellent / good / moderate / poor / none

technical skills: excellent / good / moderate / poor / none.

HABITS

drinking alcohol: never / sometimes / frequently / to excess.

smoking: never / sometimes / frequently / to excess. 

other narcotics: never / sometimes / frequently / to excess.

medicinal drugs: never / sometimes  / frequently / to excess. 

indulgent food: never / sometimes / frequently / to excess. 

splurge spending: never / sometimes / frequently / to excess.

gambling: never / sometimes / frequently / to excess.

[mxlamente]

        knock. knock. knock. jessica hated doorbells, they were too abrupt and she rather ease her intrusion than throw people off guard. with the cake slice in front of her, she was practically bouncing on her heels waiting for them to answer the door. she beamed - grateful that they answered. “i made gluten-free carrot cake and i desperately need a second opinion, please?” while jessica loved to bake, she truly loved making something and having others enjoy her creations. there wasn’t a week that went by where jessica wasn’t dropping off baked goods to her many neighbors. @bostonstarters​

[elmalone]

       “ okay, yes, thank you! i heard it, ”  she called out to the french bulldog, who apparently didn’t hear her over his frantic wailing, or just didn’t care enough to listen. there was a potentially dangerous intruder at the door, after all. rolling baby blue hues, elizabeth released a sigh, bare feet padding against the wood floor toward the front door.  “ hey  –  what did we talk about? ”  her voice was lower now but firm, which was enough to quiet duke’s wailing into muffled grunts as she wagged a single finger at him.  “ be. good. ”  after giving him one final look, the blonde pulled open the door to reveal a familiar figure on the opposite side, immediately coaxing a smile out of her.  leaning her shoulder against the frame of the door, her arms lightly crossed over her chest, eyeing the cake jessica had brought over with an arched brow, before lifting her gaze to settle on her friend once more.  “ i mean, you had me at gluten-free, so... c’mon in! you want coffee? ”

[hxrrylomeli]

        harry had finished running around the park in the flower garden gated community and was out of breath after running for two miles. he hadn’t realized how behind he was on his cardio until he pushed himself more than usual through the burning. harry certainly did not expect to be practically gasping for air the way he was. he never was interested in track and field when he attended high school, sometimes people never change. “i’m getting too old. oh my god, whoever runs for enjoyment is a liar,” he said as he continued to try to catch his breath. @bostonstarters​ 

[elmalone]

       “ too old. ”  she mocked his excuse with a shake of her head, a huff of laughter emitting from the blonde as she slowed to a halt. running was a hobby of hers, it had been for some time in order to help keep her physique nearly flawless for the job she did on the daily. a one way trip to get scorched by the sun was more enticing to her than falling into that doughnut-eating-cop stereotype. turning to face the other while hands found refuge at her hips, elizabeth tilted her head slightly in amusement, dimples plunging against her rose-tinged cheeks as lips spread into a lopsided smile.  “ if you’re getting too old, harry, that means i’m getting too old. and that’s just not feasible. at all. ” 

[stargazerinmoksha]

She was the type of person, who took months to open up properly. Always watching to see if you actually cared, if you really wanted to be her friend, or was just another soul attracted to lost words that made you feel at home. She was the type of star that shined too bright, so you had to look away… and when you looked back up, she was gone, behind a cloud, behind the moon and behind your eyes. That sparkle you’ll never see again once you lost her. Always behind your thoughts, she cared, her facade to make you think that she didn’t… that is the way her soul has survived the many nukes on her battlefield. A heart left to burn. She was that type of person & and well… It can be beautiful being like that. Being her.

Once you find someone like her, do not let her go. (via poetryleftbyher)

[forevertouched]

Tristan knew that smoking was bad for him, but that didn’t stop him from doing it. Taking a drag off of his cigarette, the blonde leans up against a nearby wall, exhaling slowly. It’s then he sees someone approaching, tapping a bit of ass off of the end of the stick, shrugging when they get closer. “Uh oh, busted. It’s terrible for me, I know.”

@bostonstarters​

[elmalone]

       “ The irony of this, ”  a hand lifts, arched back slightly at the wrist and motioning in a circle to emphasize all of what was being displayed before her,  “ is unreal. ”  If the humour in Elizabeth’s tone wasn’t already apparent enough, the way lips split at the seam to reveal pearly whites in a lopsided smile was a definite giveaway. Hands slipped into the pockets of her jacket, and an effortless shrug of her shoulders was given soon after.  “ But you can relax, I’m not here to bust you. Technically, I’m off duty so, your secret’s safe with me. For now. ”

[demikeene-blog]

OPEN TO: Everyone. LOCATION: Bad Alibi. TIME: Saturday, January 11th, 2020 at 1:30PM. @bostonstarters​

Starting the weekend with a pair of bloody knees was not something Demi anticipated or wanted, for that matter. The woman had taken a hard tumble after colliding with someone outside on the pavement. The other person in question flew the scene without a trace, mumbling some incoherent profanities under their breath. Demi couldn’t exactly blame them, especially as she does the same thing, hoisting herself from off the ground and into the nearest store. 

The sidewalk had ripped right through her stockings, cutting the delicate skin of her knees. With her luck, she ends up in a bar, and she quickly grabs a couple of napkins that were stacked on the counter near the front. Once acquired, she plops down onto a barstool and begins dabbing at her bloodied knees, blowing a strand of perfectly styled hair from her make-up clad face. She was the kind of woman too pretty for situations like this and much too put together. Her injuries and sudden disheveled nature almost seem unnatural from the outside looking in. “These stockings are probably more expensive than that person’s electric bill,” Demi mutters, both to herself and to the onlooker beside her. A quiet sigh sounds from her, continuing to aid her stinging knees. Brown eyes avert towards the person, “Quite a way to start off the new decade. Maybe the universe is trying to tell me something.” She says, crumbling the pile of napkins and grabbing a few new ones. “Do you think they have a first-aid kit in this place or what?”

[elmalone]

       A typical Saturday afternoon for Elizabeth consisted of grabbing a quick bite to eat while the radio chatter was quiet, or at least more quiet than usual until it picked up later in the evening. Of course, while on duty, the bar was the last place you’d find the blonde, but she and her patrol partner had just dealt with a call in the area and there was no telling how much spare time they’d have to get a decent meal before something else came up. It was only after they were finished lunch, paid and getting ready to head back outside, that something  –  or better yet, someone  –  out of place caught her eye. The hint of a smirk touches her lips for a brief second, until blue hues lower to see the blood stained napkins, and it’s like a switch; she’s right back into work-mode.

       “ Are you okay? ”  While waiting for an answer other than the obvious, her hand slides across the top of the counter, fingers tapping against the wooden surface in order to get the bartender’s attention back on her, if only momentarily to fulfill the other’s request.  “ We need your first aid kit. Thank you. ”  Thumb hooks into the tactical belt around her waist, and Elizabeth’s leaning against the counter now, as if shielding the brunette from other patrons’ curious stares. She murmurs another  ‘ thank you ’  to the bartender once the kit is set on the bar, and she’s quick to work, snapping it open.  “ So, what happened? ”

[elmalone]

hi hunnies, rollin’ in fashionably late here because i had classes and then work whew !!  my name’s nova and i’ll be your lizzie malone tour guide today. i’m super stoked for this group holy shit  &  i’d absolutely love to plot with each one of your babes. i’m also chill af so feel free to slide into my ims anytime !!!  xox ok let’s move onto the heaux you’re actually here to read up on. just for funsies: her stats page is here, a regularly updated connections list will be found here, pinterest aesthetic is here, and i slapped together a lil playlist for her right here.

was that ( CAITY LOTZ ) I just saw around the Flower Garden Gated Community? No, it was just ( ELIZABETH MALONE ), the ( THIRTY-FIVE YEAR OLD ) ( CIS FEMALE ) ( POLICE OFFICER ). ( SHE ) has been living in Boston for ( FOURTEEN YEARS ). One thing about them that they wouldn’t want you to know about them is ( SHE RISKED HER CAREER AND REPUTATION BY HELPING A SUSPECT. ). ( ELIZABETH ) can be described as ( ALTRUISTIC & DAUNTLESS ) as well as ( FOOLHARDY & STOIC ) and If you ask them, ( BAD BOYS BY INNER CIRCLE ) would be their anthem. 

backstory

born and raised in san diego, california in a middle class family to two loving, devoted parents. her father was the chief of the san diego police department ( now retired ), and her mother was a guidance counsellor at the middle school ( also retired now ).  being the eldest, elizabeth was spoiled a wee bit during her early childhood, until victoria was born and then, three years later, alexander was born. with two younger children to eat up her parents’ attention, elizabeth was left to her own devices most of the time, which lead her to mixing in with ‘‘‘‘‘the wrong crowd’’’’’’.

teenage years were wild, she was rebellious. she was an absolute  s h i t h e a d  as a teen, actually.  she’d sneak out in the middle of the night with the boys her parents warned her to stay away from, smoke in the girls’ washrooms at school, used fake ids to purchase booze and get into bars/clubs, vandalized the neighbourhood however she could with whatever she could… girl was a savage.  classic defiant party girl is the very essence of her childhood. with her dad being the captain of the sdpd, she found herself being picked up in the wee hours of the morning by the men and women who worked for him. she still remembers the dreaded radio call in they’d make to her dad while she sat in the backseat of the patrol car.

OVERDOSE & DEATH TW; she was headed down a pretty dangerous path, and her parents feared the worst, which would have happened, if it didn’t happen to one of her friends first. elizabeth’s friend had overdosed in the bathroom during one raging party, and by the time anyone stumbled upon him, it was too late. this, of course, traumatized her; shook her to her core and straightened her up real quick. the fact that it could have happened to her was certainly a big awakening for lizzie.

she needed a change, to get away from her home town and the people who knew her for the defiant kid she’d been thus far. elizabeth decided to follow in her dad’s footsteps; she wanted to make a difference and help people, prevent them from making the same mistakes she had, or anything worse. she wanted to serve and protect. so, to start completely fresh, she applied and was accepted to the police academy in boston, where she eventually moved. she’s been living and working in the city for fourteen years now.

wanted connections

sO ya girl’s bisexual; after living in the city for 14 years, it’s safe to say she’s probably had her fair share of relations. most likely a couple exes, which either ended because she’s basically a workaholic OR because she isn’t the best person ever at talking about her Feelings OR she gets freaked out when things get too deep / serious OR a combination of everything ??? lmao yikes give me angst

her Wild Party days might be over, but that doesn’t mean she completely lost her sense of a good time. so if anybody wants a regular drinking bud down at the bar?? lizzie’s here for it. she can be a tough nut to crack, but once she has alcohol in her system, she loosens up. 

and on thAT note...... maybe a drunken one night stand would be funny. or it doesn’t even have to be drunken tbh bc she got needs??? that single life gets pretty lonely. fwb, fling, booty call, hook up once and say they’ll never do it again but end up.....doing it again?? somebody love her pls

HER PATROL CAR PARTNER !!!!! can be found on the wc page on the main

possibly someone who either calls in to the department a lot and she’s somehow always the officer who ends up taking the call OR maybe someone who is known to the department ( bad bad ) and she’s dealt with them a few times. she could either sympathize and be trying to help them turn their life around, or they could absolutely despise each other for angsty fun

literally anything !!  i’m here for it all, hit me with whatever you could use lizzie for / where she would fit in your character’s life and i’ll be so happy :’)

[elmalone]

                      harvey  malone  ( 64 )    &    deborah  malone  ( 65 )

                              ↳    elizabeth  ‘ lizzie ’  malone  ( 35 )

                              ↳    victoria  ‘ tori ’  malone  ( 27 )

                              ↳    alexander  ‘ alex ’  malone  ( 24 )

[limetraed]

[wordsnquotes]

Shes’s always been very accepting and patient with my trust issues. I’ve always had a hard time getting close. But no matter how many times I doubted, she just kept saying: ‘I’m not going anywhere.’

Brandon Stanton, Humans of New York: Stories (via wordsnquotes)

[smoakswatch]

[hope-mikaelson]

Chicago PD Rewatch - Endless gifs of Erin Lindsay ; s02e01

[briannaefraser]

[elmalone]

Me: *tells people its okay to let it out*

Me: *bottles up all my emotions and is essentially dead inside*