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Apheria “Eri” Drens 🎵 [ Emblem Above ] j a n e l l e ↔ m o n á e
The look Apheria Drens gave her advisor was a familiar one to both women. It was Eri’s go-to expression for a mixture of utter disbelief and disgust and caused her advisor to stand from the table and clear her throat.
“Viewscreen. Off.”
Many things around the palace were operated by voice commands – something that was of no benefit to the princess, who had lost her voice at six.
Her features fell the instant the screen went black and her advisor responded with an amused grin.
“That show is trash anyways. The contestants just end up pissing you off. I don’t know why you always want to watch it.”
Eri’s dark eyebrows raised and she waited for the older woman, who was shifting her arm up to her face and tracing her gray eyes across the screen on the device attached to her wrist.
I like to make fun of them.
“Of course you do.”
[ images/credits can be found on my pinterest mess for this mess of a story ♡ ]
you gonna let us in or what? I’m technically not authorized, so I will not be doing so
@emblemabove liked the starter roulette and got Theo for Loch!
“Do you need help with something, sir?” The rookie cop approached the man, head tilted to the side and a look of concern on her face.
Loch heard and registered the footsteps before the question ( he usually registered all kinds of sounds before someone spoke ) and turned towards the voice, letting a wary smile hit his lips.
“I, uh...” He paused. “I might, actually.”
Motioning widely to their surroundings, Loch Cordo tried to keep the edge out of his voice. “My sister said she was going to meet me here about fifteen minutes ago, but she hasn’t yet.” He didn’t want to say he hadn’t seen her yet. He couldn’t see anything when it really came down to it. “Do you see a young woman around by any chance -- faded rainbow-dyed hair, perma-grin, kind of looks like me but shorter?”
Keeva Cordo 💫 [ Emblem Above ] m i c h a e l a ↔ d i e t z
“Mmmhmm.” Ghost softly tapped Loch’s temple. “Have you ever tried to match yours to his, Keeva?”
“A long time ago, yeah. I tried to line up mine with his in a bunch of different ways and just ended up poking him in the eye.” Her shrug as she spoke was nonchalant. She remembered that incident well, her five-year-old screech of “It’s not like you can get any more blind!” still audible in her (and probably Loch’s) memories.
Loch had let out a quiet chuckle and Keeva felt the corner of her lips upturn. He had to be replaying that scene from over a decade ago as well.
[ images/credits can be found on my pinterest mess for this mess of a story ♡ ]
five word prompts
[inspired by this]
“actually… i just miss you.”
“alright, i’ll leave you alone.”
“and slowly… i was forgotten.”
“and then everything just disappears.”
“and where do i go?”
“anyone could tell from here.”
“are you finishing that or…?”
“are you stupid or stupid?”
“anything, just call me, okay?”
“bitch better have my money.”
“bro… that’s so… not cool…”
“but did you do it?”
“call me now. it’s urgent.”
“can’t you listen to me?”
“cross that. don’t answer that.”
“don’t even think about it.”
“don’t you dare walk away.”
“do it. i dare you.”
“did you think i forgot?”
“eventually… you just move on.”
“even if you still do.”
“everything will fall into place.”
“fight me, you attractive stranger.”
“for once, i need you.”
“for once… i was right.”
“for once… i was wrong.”
“forget i even asked you.”
“forget it. you fucking suck.”
“fuck’s sake, what’s your problem?”
“fuck off. i mean it.”
“give and take. that’s life.”
“great. perfect. nice. fuck this.”
“have you lost your mind?”
“hello? it’s me. i was-”
“hey… that wasn’t so nice.”
“here’s a glass of whatever.”
“how about a hug, hm?”
“how about you make me?”
“i haven’t forgot you yet.”
“i can’t be around you.”
“i don’t need you, really.”
“i don’t need this now.”
“is this your first time?”
“it’s just a cut, really.”
“it wasn’t me, i swear!”
“i said i love you.”
“just don’t fuck it up.”
“just… come back alive, okay?”
“just make sure you’ve eaten.”
“kick his ass for me.”
“killed him? wait, what, literally?”
“life really sucks. feel better.”
“letting go hurts… a lot.”
“let me live, will you?”
“no, i don’t need you.”
“nothing can hurt me now.”
“nothing matters anymore to me.”
“okay it was me… so?”
“people lie all the time.”
“pipe the fuck down, asshole.”
“please, you can’t die now.”
“please don’t leave me alone.”
“quiet. they can hear us.”
“quick! give me your phone!”
“quicker, you freaking piece of-”
“quit it or i’ll bite.”
“quit staring! they’ll notice us!”
"really? do i look stupid?”
“real smooth, tripping over air.”
“rise and shine, sweet thing.”
“rise and fucking shine, motherfucker.”
“seriously? give me a break.”
“so… what are we now?”
“so… did you miss me?”
“so… can we go eat?”
“so… when’s the next flight?”
“so… how did everything go?”
“sometimes, i wish you died.”
“so what? you did it.”
“time passes slower without you.”
“then what do you suggest?”
“the fuck? who are you?”
“then you tell me why.”
“this is not working out.”
“this isn’t what i wanted.”
“this is all a fucking disaster.”
“when did it all happen?”
“who knew you’d be here?”
“why do i even bother?”
“why do i love you?”
“why didn’t you tell me?”
“you’re just… so, so stupid.”
“you can’t be here now.”
“you look like an accident.”
“you really need to go.”
“you know who to call.”
"zero fucks given. next please.”
( Gotta get working on this stuff! Send one in for a thread with one of these jokers! You can specify which one or it’ll just be a surprise. ;D )
Aption Juke ⚡️ [ Emblem Above ] a v a n ↔ j o g i a
It took less than ten seconds for a stream of terrified people to start pouring past the nook where the table that had become his chair sat. He heard bits of things here and there – “nowhere” and “they looked like fucked up androids” – being the two that kept repeating themselves in his mind.
The man – Set was his name after all – said nothing, stumbled backwards away from Aption with wide eyes and took off with the rest of the crowd that was passing the side hall. The side hall where Aption had almost been the least bit satisfied. It would have been fleeting, as would the cash, but it would have been something.
He reached to the far end of the table and picked up the mask Set had left behind; a gaudy scarlet number over decorated with feathers and gems that were probably each more expensive than the total amount of money in his back pocket. With the screams, shots and chaos he could only hear in the back of his mind now, Aption Juke pulled the mask over his face.
He figured he would die like he lived. As someone else.
[ images/credits can be found on my pinterest mess for this mess of a story ♡ ]
Arctic Sauna by Paolo Lazzarotti
👕 || for aption, ofc.
👕: What is your muse’s fashion sense like? ( headcanon q’s )
( I’m so shocked you picked Aption! ;) I will forever be in your debt for the fc. )
Mostly in shades of black, white and gray – spikes, severe angles and anything snug are a lot of what you would find if you looked through Aption Juke’s wardrobe. He enjoys attention and what he wears garners at least some every day. And to Aption, some is better than none.
The love of attention is something that Aption can’t pinpoint the origin of – just why he craves it so much. He doesn’t recall much of his childhood and as an android, he’s always been afraid he never had one. Were his spotty memories actual things that happened? Or had they been implanted there? These questions are ones he tries not to think about, tries not to dwell on, for fear of the anxiety they would cause. Attention from others takes his mind off of anything and everything and his clothes and accessories (you won’t find him without at least two rings and one necklace at any given time) are an easy way to get it.
Drinn, his best friend, once looked him up and down late at night before he went out and shook his head. “I can read your PA screen through your back pocket. That’s how tight your pants are and how thin the fabric is. You know–”
“Of course I know that. Why do you think I own these?”
Nordseter by Sondre Eriksen
The information of each prisoner had been read to her and her guesses for each were correct, as Dysis said, but she wanted to see them all. Their photos, their faces, their lives.
Using her right pointer finger in deft swipes, she scanned down the list of names and images -- mugshots, was apparently what that type of photo used to be called. The harsh light on each person’s face highlighted every one of their features and Eri made note of how many different types of people she saw as she visually scanned the list. She stopped though, her breath catching in her throat when she saw a faintly tanned face with a head of swept back dark brown hair and a matching mustache, the ends of which reached down past a set of tightly thinned lips and ended in a mess of stubble.
Kevel, Sanger -- it said in bolded letters over the image.
The man really didn’t look like he wanted to be there, something she couldn’t blame him for, especially since his reason for arrest had been disturbing the peace -- a brawl with his little brother, whose photo she saw above his.
Kevel, Landon
Eri could see the features they shared, but Landon’s face was softer, his eyes were wider, almost more child-like, in a way. And while Sanger’s eyes were a rich brown, Landon had one a similar color and the other was an almost forest green. His lips were pursed, his expression opposite of his older brother’s -- one that teetered on the edge of defeat.
Letting her focus drift back down to Sanger, she studied him for a few more moments before lifting the device to Dysis, turning the screen to face her and motioning to Sanger’s photo.
“What about him?”
Eri could feel herself gnawing on her bottom lip as she watched Dysis look down to the translation unit.
This is the guy from my dreams.
E m b l e m ✴ A b o v e
HEADCANON QUESTIONS:
✿: What is your muses favourite scent?
☼: What is your muses favourite kind of weather?
☤: Is your muse allergic to anything?
♫: Does your muse like music? What kind?
✉: What is something your muse would write about?
✈: How far has your muse travelled away from their home?
💕: Does your muse have any crushes?
★: What is your muse’s zodiac?
✞: Does your muse have an religious beliefs? What are they?
∞: Is there something about your muse that has been constant throughout their life?
✘: What are your muses pet peeves?
💲: What is your muse like with their money? What’s their financial situation?
⚽: What’s your muse’s favourite sport?
✔: What is your muse’s sexuality?
✋: Is your muse left or right handed?
👓: Does your muse need reading aids? Contacts or glasses?
🎒: What does your muse normally keep in their bag?
🚑: Does your muse have any disabilities/impairments?
👕: What is your muse’s fashion sense like?
🎲: Does your muse like to gamble?
🍕: What’s your muses favourite food?
🍸: Does your muse like to consume alcohol? What’s their favourite kind?
💉: Does your muse have a substance addiction? To what?
I’m supposed to be writing a story for NaNoWriMo right now. And I am, kind of.
I’m one of those people who has to place faces to my characters because it helps me picture them better/have an easier time assigning traits and mannerisms and shit/hear their voices in my head/all kinds of other reasons (I like looking at pictures of babes too okay) – so I took a break from the ramble that is my story (it takes fucking patience and a shitload of notes to write an ensemble cast/story LET ME TELL YOU my god) and made this set of gifs of my main babies so when I need one of them I can come to this post, suck all the power out of the gif of said character and then go back and use it to my advantage.
(And I like looking at babes.)
These are all obvious choices for me – especially the fact that I can make Steven & Jared brothers, have Mark & Michaela be the siblings with The Best Voices In The Universe and have Janelle be my princess. Also, Bryce & Jared’s characters have certain things going that make them my love letter(s) to Jacen Solo & Tenel Ka. You know me. This is me we’re talking about.
I’m super far behind on where I’m supposed to be on word count, but I can say that what I’m at now is further than I’ve ever been before with an original story (except for that one from middle school that We Don’t Talk About)! HUZZAH! SO IT’S CALLED EMBLEM ABOVE AND I SHOULD PROBABLY GO WRITE MORE OF IT.
Here’s the original post I made about this thing way back when. :)
Basically, another excuse for me to sit and stare instead of write.
Send me a word and I'll write a headcanon about it!
Loss
Memory
Childhood
Parent
Friend
Lover
Haunting
Kinks
Dream
Grief
Remember
Happiness
Sex
Role
Destiny
Aspiration
Experience
Torture
Evil
Forgive
Abandon
Hope
NOTE ON ASKS & SENDING IN MEMES:
First off, thank you for even considering doing this – this will be a huge help to me with this story and these characters! Every little quirk/memory/fact I can pull out of each of these character’s heads will add up~
Basically, I just wanted to make a general post about this to say please specify which character you want the meme or ask you’re sending to go to.
Since there are eight (8+??? :o) characters on this thing, I won’t know who the asks are going to unless specified (and if no one is specified then I’ll pick one at random) – that’s all! THANK YOU IN ADVANCE FOR YOUR HELP. ٩( ᐛ )و
For more info on each of these babbus, here is a quick jump list to each of their info pages & the meme/tag pages!
Apheria // Aption // Drinn // Dysis // Keeva // Landon // Loch // Sanger
the meme tag // the tag page