Tomas Ortega

Independent, highly selective RP blog for Tomas Ortega from FOX's The Exorcist.18+ only. Read rules before interacting.

[exorcisingvisions]

@exorcixt:

          That earned him a laugh; the type that lingered in the corner’s of his mouth and danced behind blue eyes as they traced from hand to face.        ❝  I’m holding you to that,  ❞      and Marcus will. After all the bad, they’re in need of at least one good thing and a decent coffee is reachable. He’s realistic after all.           ❝  And what is it that’s keeping you quiet? Can’t really be about this job; he’s just like any other.  ❞

Just like any other.

That was the problem, was it not? All these tortured faces blurred together into one large mosaic of pain and suffering. Tomas couldn’t remember if the little girl with the harelip scar was a week ago or a month ago. He could barely remember her name.

Josephine. He reminded himself stubbornly. And before her was Franklin and before him Hannah and before her ...

Tomás took a deep breath and closed his eyes. A small prayer encompanied the defeated shake of his head. “There are so many.”, he said finally. The closest he could come without sounding harsh, in response to Marcus’ own words. He knew that Marcus did not care any less. Marcus cared too much, in fact. 

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@exorcixt

Continued from ask

               ❝  Ibiza,  ❞      he frowned, pulling himself out of his thoughts and out of the swirling blackness of coal that barely passed as coffee. He was still going to drink it, but he was allowed to complain about doing so.    ❝  We should go there; somewhere different. Somewhere…   ❞      not here. He ran a hand over his head, pulling a face with the taste of the coffee on his tongue.      ❝  We never get decent coffee, you know? For once, just once, Tomas, I want decent coffee.  ❞

Tomas watched with a gentle smile that lingered more around his eyes than his mouth, tracking the movement of Marcus’ hand up and through the short stubble of hair. He knew that feeling. It seemed a constant companion some days, but Tomas knew neither of them would really follow through. 

Not until the job was done.

When Marcus’ hand came down once again, his own closed around that decepthively slim wrist and squeezed. “I think Ibiza is a little far.”, he said quietly. “Let us start with finding good coffee sometime soon?”

[gruntsandpoetry]

When I touched it, I saw death.

[kingofrevenants]

Short Semi-Hiatus

I will be out of Internet at home until the 20th, so my activity will be terribly sparse on here. I have some threads drafted and saved offline to answer and post when I can. 

Feel free to find me on Discord (under the cut) or leave things in my muses’ inboxes. I can currently be found on Bobo Del Rey, Doc Holliday, Markus Keane, Tomas Ortega and John Constantine. 

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[sendameme]

The Morning After Sentence Starters

[retrologists]

“Get out, get out, get out, get out!”

“Do you remember anything from last night?”

“Why are you in my bed?”

“I’d offer you breakfast, but I think I’m too sore to move.”

“So.. Was it good?”

“Who topped?”

“I thought you’d be gone by the time I woke up…”

“I should go.”

“This didn’t mean anything.”

“We shouldn’t have done this…”

“Of course I’m freaking out! You’re my friend!”

“I’m guessing this was a one time thing?”

“Yeah, yeah, I know how this goes. I’ll grab my clothes and get out of here.”

“Good morning, hope you don’t mind me borrowing your shirt..”

“I made you coffee, did you want some Aspirin?”

“This stays between us.”

“Congratulations. You actually convinced me to sleep with you.”

“Are you sneaking out on me?”

“So, how much for last night?”

“Holy shit! she’s on her way over here right now, she/he CANNOT see you!”

“Don’t answer it!”

“Do you have any idea how wrong this was?”

“We’re cheaters. We’re horrible people. Oh god my mother would be so ashamed of me right now.”

“..Do you wanna do this again sometime, maybe?”

[vaememes]

` ° * ✧ ° RANDOM SENTENCE STARTERS.

❛ Have you been playing with matches again? ❜ ❛ Do have anymore of that one stuff? ❜ ❛ So, where do we go from here? ❜ ❛ What the hell is that thing? ❜ ❛ You know, you aren’t supposed to be doing that. ❜ ❛ I almost forgot you only come around when you need me. ❜ ❛ Oh, yeah, you played me good, didn’t you? ❜ ❛ I’m not joking with you this time. ❜ ❛ Do you ever think about having kids? ❜ ❛ I didn’t mean to punch you that hard. ❜ ❛ Nice shiner there, buddy. ❜ ❛ Great way to start the day. ❜ ❛ I just want peace and quiet. ❜ ❛ Please, just go away already, ugh. ❜ ❛ I’m not giving you any money! ❜ ❛ You don’t own me. ❜ ❛ Tell me what to do or what to say. ❜ ❛ I love my freedom. ❜ ❛ Shut up before I break your arm. ❜ ❛ Now, that looks like a grand adventure. ❜ ❛ I’m taking you home, come on. ❜ ❛ Jesus, are you really that drunk? ❜ ❛ What did you take? How many you’d take? ❜ ❛ That’s not an orange. It’s a lemon. ❜ ❛ The wait is almost over. ❜ ❛ So, when are we going to finally meet? ❜ ❛ I would like to see you in person. ❜ ❛ Are you online dating again? ❜ ❛ I’m not sad, I’m just tired. ❜ ❛ I want to take a nap so bad. ❜ ❛ I thought we could just nap together. ❜ ❛ Life can be messy. ❜ ❛ I wish life could be mess free. ❜ ❛ Are you high or just stupid? ❜ ❛ You can be anything you set your mind to. ❜ ❛ We are not going to be like them. ❜ ❛ I just wanted to fit in, I don’t know. ❜ ❛ Are you going to that party tonight? ❜ ❛ I thought we’d be together forever. ❜ ❛ I really liked you. My fault. ❜ ❛ We don’t like surprises. ❜ ❛ Please save the lecture for someone who gives a shit. ❜ ❛ What the hell did you do? ❜ ❛ Well, you poor thing. ❜ ❛ I’m just saying, murder is an option. ❜ ❛ We can always kill them, yeah? ❜ ❛ What’s all this glitter for anyway? ❜ ❛ Damn, you look like shit. Smell like it too. ❜ ❛ It’s not too dark and not too light. ❜ ❛ I wanted to know what you liked so I stalked you. ❜ ❛ I didn’t stalk anyone for the last time already. ❜ ❛ I’m not sorry and I have no regrets. ❜ ❛ You are so fucked, you know that? ❜ ❛ Hey, you stole that from me! Give it back! ❜ ❛ Screw you. ❜ ❛ Just fuck off already. ❜ ❛ You look like a Simpson. ❜ ❛ I’m sorry if I hurt your feelings. ❜ ❛ I’m not mean, I’m just honest. ❜ ❛ I will stab you with my fingernail, try me. ❜ ❛ Your wish is my command. ❜ ❛ I would love to see you suffer. ❜ ❛ I’m not in, no way. This is bad. ❜ ❛ I don’t want to break any rules. ❜ ❛ Fine then. Don’t call and don’t text me anymore. ❜ ❛ I’m not mad at you, don’t worry. ❜ ❛ Do not ever question my parenthood again. ❜ ❛ I don’t have time for this. ❜ ❛ Death is all around us. ❜ ❛ You’re just like the girl from gone girl. ❜ ❛ You left, not me. ❜ ❛ I’m not the one that’s always leaving. ❜ ❛ I can’t believe this is truly happening. ❜ ❛ I was wondering, if you wanted to look at the stars with me? ❜ ❛ I always wanted to go on a date. ❜ ❛ I knew you were trouble when you walked in. ❜ ❛ I had a feeling. ❜ ❛ Wait, do you feel that? That vibe right now? ❜ ❛ Where could the gem be? ❜ ❛ Do I look like someone you should mess with? ❜ ❛ It stinks it this place. Can’t believe you call it home. ❜ ❛ Wow, this is your house? ❜ ❛ I can’t believe you didn’t think to ask me first. ❜ ❛ You have a lot to learn. ❜ ❛ What do you take me for? ❜ ❛ What do I have to do to get it from you? ❜ ❛ Will you ever stop asking me that? ❜ ❛ This place never ceases to amaze me. ❜

[sagamemes]

angst & post-angst sentences.   feel free to change diction, pronouns, and the like around to make the sentences more suitable. these sentences are kept vague to imply but avoid mentioning specific triggers besides death—feel free to mention specifics in your ask.

“ don’t touch him! ”

“ please, don’t hurt _____! ”

“ i had nothing to do with that. ”

“ is this my fault? ”

“ you lied to me. ”

“ [name]? —oh, i’m hallucinating. ”

“ she’ll never hurt you again. ”

“ did you kill him? ”

“ you have to stop this. ”

“ it’s been weeks. is it not getting easier? ”

“ i just need to know that something’s real. ”

“ you can resist it. you have to. ”

“ i’m sorry, i thought i saw—… ”

“ every day you’re becoming more like her. ”

“ if i go, he’ll leave you alone. ”

“ you can’t tell ____ that i’m doing this. ”

“ we’re gonna see each other again, right? right? ”

“ she’s not you. ”

“ i can’t hurt him. ”

“ i don’t feel like the same person i was before it happened. ”

“ she’ll go through you to get to me. ”

“ it’s nothing personal. ”

“ you can’t expect me to believe nothing happened, not when you flinch everytime something touches you. ”

“ i thought you knew. ”

“ please, don’t trust me. ”

“ he was just a kid. ”

“ i need you more than you need me. ”

“ if you really wanted to help, you would leave. ”

“ i needed to make it stop. ”

“ do anything she says, don’t give her a reason to hurt you. ”

“ you really don’t remember. _____, you tried to kill me. ”

“ have you ever seen the life leave someone’s eyes? ”

“ i know you can’t talk about it, but i’m going to stay with you regardless. ”

“ hey, everything okay? [name]? [name]! ”

“ you died. ”

“ i deserved worse. ”

“ you never came. ”

“ you would’ve let me die. ”

“ beg. ”

“ the problem is you keep thinking i’m a good person. ”

“ it’s not about me, anymore. ”

“ please tell me he’s lying to me. ”

“ you’re not actually considering this. ”

“ look me in the eyes and say that again. ”

“ you have no right. ”

“ i don’t believe you. ”

“ i love you. i’m sorry. ”

[gruntsandpoetry]

Same, Helena. Hard same.

[exorcisingvisions]

Starter Call

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[musingmemes]

protector / protectee starters

“no. you can’t go, it’s too dangerous.”

“it’s not dangerous. i’ll be fine.”

“i’m not going to let anything happen to you.” 

“you can’t keep me safe from everything.”

“just be careful.” 

“i’m always careful.”

“you’re going to get yourself hurt.”

“i won’t get hurt, i promise.”

“i won’t let them hurt you.”

“you can’t save me from this.”

“please try and stay out of trouble.”

“if anything happened to you…” 

“i’m not sure how to keep you safe.”

“i’m not going to let you out of my sight.”

“this is the only way to keep you safe.”

“you can’t keep an eye on me twenty four seven.”

“everywhere you go, i go.”

“it’s not your job to protect me.”

“it’s my job to protect you.”

“don’t worry, i’ve got you.”

“no one will hurt you as long as i’m breathing.”

“you don’t understand how dangerous this is.”

“please come back in one piece.”

[thesecretfacility]

ᴏʟᴅᴇʀ ᴍᴜsᴇs—ᴜɴɪᴛᴇ!

ᴡᴇ ᴀʟʟ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ 20 ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜɴɢᴇʀ ɪs ᴀ ғᴜɴ ᴛɪᴍᴇ—ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ɪᴛ ɪs! ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ғᴜɴ ᴅᴏᴇsɴ'ᴛ sᴛᴏᴘ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛᴇʀ ʜɪᴛs 30. ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ’s ᴘʟᴇɴᴛʏ ᴏғ ᴀᴅᴠᴇɴᴛᴜʀᴇs ʟᴇғᴛ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ʜᴀᴅ.

ʀᴏʟᴇᴘʟᴀʏ ʙʟᴏɢs—ɪғ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴍᴜsᴇ ɪs 30+ ʏᴇᴀʀs ᴏʟᴅ, ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ʀᴇʙʟᴏɢ ᴛʜɪs ᴘᴏsᴛ sᴏ ᴜs “ᴏʟᴅɪᴇs” ᴄᴀɴ ғɪɴᴅ ᴏɴᴇ ᴀɴᴏᴛʜᴇʀ!

[exorcisingvisions]

drarialynn:

“I’m going to take that as the compliment it was meant to be.” She said cheerfully. “You don’t much move through crowds do you?” She asked then “you don’t do it very well, you have to sort of…find the holes and move into them.” She explained. She supposed he’d never had a school with that sort of problem, since Really it was only those with lots of students that learned the art.

“What dorm are we looking for?” She asked

Tomas glared at her while he suppressed the urge to shoot her a sharp reply. Then he granted himself another moment to wonder if her similarities to Marcus, in the way she spoke and joked, was what had gotten to him so much and if it would have been different. Under different circumstances. If Marcus leaving wasn't still such a fresh wound on his heart.

"Room three hundred and fifty eight.", Tomas replied finally, pulling himself up straighter and folding his hands in front of him. He glanced down at the young psychiatrist, then up at the slowly rising numbers over the door.

3

…

4

"Have you…", he started then, out of the blue and all in a rush, but the door dinged open on the fourth floor to admit two students that interrupted their quiet, giggled conversation to stare. First at the two adults in general and then at the white patch on his Roman collar. Tomas smiled at them and his question seemed entirely forgotten.

The elevator doors closed and the cabin climbed the last floor towards 5.

When the doors opened, it was to a horrible, bone chilling scream.

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drarialynn:

Aria couldn’t stop the smile on her lips, she could see why Marcus liked him so much. And she had a feeling she understood why he’d brought her up in passing to him.

His talk of his gift though? Just precious. And she didn’t even try to stop herself from cupping his face “You’re adorable. Really. Just so precious. But I already know, and you’re not the only one a bit touched.” She pat his cheek gently and headed down the hall “and I didn’t want mouse here because that’s too many people in a small room, granted I told her she couldn’t come inside I didn’t mean the building. That’s on her for not hearing the conditions.” She added saving a hand.

“But I do have my thoughts, unlike your group though Padre, I don’t jump to conclusions until I have enough evidence. And for that I need to see her. Also helps if someone runs if Mouse is outside, so good on her for that.” She mused

She looked over the doors as she passed and the students, motioning Tomas to catch up “which room.”

He heard what she was saying. The words registered, but they didn't make much sense to him and for a moment he felt thrown back ten years, when his grasp on English was just good enough, but still lacking to the point where he technically understood what was being said but the nuances and subtleties escaped him and sometimes left him reeling because he understood the words, but the sense of it all escaped him.

"Wh… I …", he was trying to find the words, but there she went again sliding through an oncoming throng of students like a fish through water.

"Wait!", Tomas called then and rushed to catch up, nearly knocking a young man over with an unintentional shove of his shoulder. "I'm sorry!", he hastened to apologise, patting the air with both hands and stepping backwards, only to knock into another student. "Sorry!", he apologised again, ducked his head and nearly tripped before finally catching up to Dr. Lynn.

"I can see why Marcus likes you.", he groused when he slid through the doors into the waiting elevator and stabbed the button for the third floor. "You are as cryptic and confusing as he is."

[musingmemes]

protector / protectee starters

“no. you can’t go, it’s too dangerous.”

“it’s not dangerous. i’ll be fine.”

“i’m not going to let anything happen to you.” 

“you can’t keep me safe from everything.”

“just be careful.” 

“i’m always careful.”

“you’re going to get yourself hurt.”

“i won’t get hurt, i promise.”

“i won’t let them hurt you.”

“you can’t save me from this.”

“please try and stay out of trouble.”

“if anything happened to you…” 

“i’m not sure how to keep you safe.”

“i’m not going to let you out of my sight.”

“this is the only way to keep you safe.”

“you can’t keep an eye on me twenty four seven.”

“everywhere you go, i go.”

“it’s not your job to protect me.”

“it’s my job to protect you.”

“don’t worry, i’ve got you.”

“no one will hurt you as long as i’m breathing.”

“you don’t understand how dangerous this is.”

“please come back in one piece.”

[exorcisingvisions]

drarialynn:

Well that escalated quickly. “Alright kids, here’s the deal. I’m not here to judge you, but you not telling me everything even things you think are not important doesn’t help me. You being frightened is fine, but I need to know why. Hiding things helps no one.” She looked to them both as she spoke.

“And I would like to point out that a non religious person doesn’t just start acting possessed unless someone put it in their heads and other reinforce it for whatever reason they need. Now if you have a problem with anything that might go on or don’t think you can stay objective you don’t come inside. Mouse, you don’t come into the room at all unless asked am I understood?”

She gave them all of three seconds before she got out of the car and headed for the building they parked In Front of “lets go Tomas!” She called back firmly over her shoulder.

Mouse huffed and smacked the steering wheel, but stayed where she was as Tomas scrambled out of the truck to catch up to Dr. Lynn. "Are you going to tell me what you suspect? Because leaving Mouse outside … you must have an idea already. And it isn't her idea, is it? Do you believe the girl is possessed?", he chattered along as he followed her into the building.

Finally though, he reached out to her, stopping her progress towards the elevators. "Dr. Lynn … you asked what we have not told you. I … have the ability to … I see things. I do not know what Marcus has told you about me and … God, I wish he was here, but he is not. But I need to be able to trust you to believe me. I have …", he stepped closer to her and lowered his voice again as two students rushed past them. "I have visions. That is how I found Marcus. I have the ability to … know things, but I have not had a vision about this case. Which is why Mouse thinks we are on the wrong track."

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drarialynn:

Fortunate then that she spoke both languages. “From what I’ve been told it only gets complicated and into your realm of things when it’s that dead language no one but your types know or spiritual beings.” She said, watching the two of them.

This was interesting. Marcus listed facts for her when she asked or simply let her observe and go from there. But these two…she had this distinct feeling that they were wary of actually telling her something. Especially with the back and forth and the halting of gazes.

So then did something spook the padre? And mouse had insisted on it being possession? He said he didn’t have the same feeling…and Marcus had mentioned the young man in passing about a gift.

Interesting.

She glanced out to the school and hummed again “lets stop the game now and tell me what frightened you enough padre to not listen to your friend here and find me, why you thought bringing me would be better than a phone call, and whatnot is neither of you want to say but are dancing around.”

Again there was one of those silent conversations between Tomas and Mouse, one that ended with a shrug on his end.

"She … talked about Marcus.", Tomas began haltingly and Mouse immediately interjected.

"She heard you talk about him and it's really not that hard to deduce that you two were close!", she stopped the truck in front of the college and shut off the engine, turning around to glare at Tomas. "It doesn't matter what she said, she thinks she is possessed by a demon, so she acts like she thinks a demon would act. And making you scared is exactly what a demon would do. You know that, Tomas. And you know that this is a false lead. You know!"

And there was a weight in that single word that meant there was more to it, some sore subject.