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→ 𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐯𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐨 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞 && 𝐭𝐯 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰/𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐞 𝐦𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐞 → 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡, 𝐚𝐭𝐥𝐚, 𝐝:𝐛𝐡, 𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝, 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐠𝐞 → 𝐧𝐬𝐟𝐰 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭, 𝟏𝟖+ 𝐦𝐮𝐧, 𝐦𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥-𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 → 𝐬𝐞𝐦𝐢-𝐥𝐢𝐭 𝟑+ 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐡𝐬 → 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫, 𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬, 𝐦𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢-𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐬, 𝐦𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢-𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐬, 𝐝𝐮𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞

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𝐏𝐄𝐎𝐏𝐋𝐄 𝐈'𝐃 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐆𝐄𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐁𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑! Tagged by:  @aphvtic

Tagging:  anyone that wants to do this <3

1. alias / name:  angie

2. birthday:  30th of november!

3. zodiac sign:  sagittarius!

4. height:  4'11"

5. hobbies:  video games, reading, writing, editing psds, video editing, playing instruments :))

6. favorite color: purple

7. favorite book: clockwork angel in the infernal devices series ~.o

8. last song:  glitter by benee

9. last film / show:  bojack horseman on netflix!

10. recent reads:  uhh i haven't really read anything as of late, but the last fanfiction i read was the heartrate of a mouse

11. inspiration:  music, t.v shows, other rp'ers in the community (aesthetics && writing wise), dialogue && soundtrack from films && movies, personal life shit

12. story behind url: i mean, a lot of my muses have shitty backgrounds && whatnot, and i wanted it to be kind of related to that? idk, i just thought it sounded cool LOL

13. fun fact about me: this may sound weird to some people but, i met my boyfriend on overwatch. i've known him for about a year now and we've been dating for like half of that? i'm also a psychology major (once music, but swapped cause holy fuck the competition is so fucking h a r d) but! i'm alive :)

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❝ no, i am not a fellow adventurer, and no, i do not accept coin to do any magic tricks, ❞ lyden is quick to say, waving a hand away as he returns to his bread and soup.

the bar wench was correct ; outsiders do seem to wander in from time to time. despite living in town for all of his life, lyden had yet to experience one actually stumbling into across the town's only tavern. well ... good one, that is.

gray orbs finally follow up the other's form, analyzing him from across the table. built, sure, yet the way that they held themselves showed that they more to them than just brawns.

though, as quick as his eyes flicked up the other, his attention snapped back to the food in front of him.

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part of him felt defeated, but another part of him wanted nothing other than to continue fighting against it. then, there was that other part of him that was in plain denial of it all. no, he's better than this. better than the revolting hospital food and the iv drip at his side.

but through it all, rafe was still a patient. rafe was still recovering, despite his pleas and prayers that he'd miraculously be healed by the next day. he set his arm down hesitantly, but eventually cooperated ; he only glared daggers at the nurse as she drew her much needed samples.

pfft. they were testing on him like some little lab rat ... is this what it had come to ?

❝ can't your tests come to a more quicker solution ? ❞ he can't help but snap. a sort of desperation tugged at his throat, shining through to his voice despite his attempts at bottling that down.

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hey everyone !! there are still some people in my followers list that have yet to interact, so !

like this post if you would like a starter/ask from any of my characters ! if not specified, i will choose !

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𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐔𝐄𝐃 // @handerscn

the world was far from perfection, and it was going to stay that way until someone did something about it.

perhaps it wasn't enough to firmly keep his place within the detroit police department. perhaps it wasn't enough to switch a few numbers around, get him the pass from the higher-ups to prevent his decommissioning as well.

it wasn't difficult to pull the strings when no one understands that you are the puppeteer.

❝ i am afraid i do not understand, lieutenant, as we are on the same side, ❞ he begins, raising his arms to feign compliance. the sniper rifle sits propped on the edge of the roof, untouched. below, the rally continues -- yet it was not only one leader that he was aiming for. ❝ do you not want peace, lieutenant anderson ? a just society ? ❞ the android takes a step forward, his overall paleness glowing underneath the moonlight.

❝ earth is not made to conquer, but instead rehabilitate. restore. the flame of the revolution will burn itself out, but its leaders remain ; the same leaders that ignited that flame. ❞

❝ the probability that those leaders may cause another uprising only increases with time. ❞

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... beep boop, first oc up <3

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like this post if you would like a starter/ask from lyden aubenet !

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𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐔𝐄𝐃 // @healingbrews

plenty of time had passed since overwatch had fallen ; collapsed from the inside-out, more like. it was gradual, slow, but unfortunately inevitable. the weight of her actions and selfishness lay on her shoulders, and the people that suffered ? well, there were many.

ana understood what it meant to go through a transformation of sorts. especially with the time that followed the fall, those who survived the headquarter's explosion had to live their lives without a purpose for a while. forced to live with overwatch's damaged reputation, avoiding scorn and hatred as they desperately tried to live their lives.

but now the world needed the organization more than ever. and ana was perfectly capable of picking up the pieces.

❝ you're strong than most, ❞ she starts. ❝ knowing what you need and how you feel are key components to recovery. ❞

❝ we never spoke much, back in the day, ❞ ana recalls, but with good reason ; blackwatch was never really ana's area. it was usually jack and gabe bickering about what to do with blackwatch, with ana forced to handle the main organization on the sidelines. ❝ but i'm sure that, being in the medical field, you saw the worst of it. you deserve the most out of anyone who comes back to fight the cause. ❞

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ana thought she had been doing a good job keeping her identity in wraps, but there were few obvious signs that made it clear as day that it was the former commander ; though it wasn't like the world knew that she was alive. the world saw her dead, and she planned to keep it that way for as long as she could.

maybe it was one of her contacts that gave her away -- the one that fashioned her infamous shrike uniform long ago. the possibilities swirled inside the sniper's head in an instant.

❝ i don't have an idea about what you're talking about, young lady, ❞ she's mid-pouring tea and didn't feel like getting third-degree burns today ; she just needed to keep a level head about this. a hand reaches out towards a bag of sugar once she's finished, her sleep dart gun resting inside.

❝ though, it's quite rude to barge into someone's resting place, unannounced. ❞

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❝ it isn't your fault, ❞ she sighs out as she's tending to his injuries, disregarding her own. her own words sat in her chest, weighing her down. it wasn't his fault, but she felt partially responsible for it all. she knew that she wasn't single-handedly responsible for everything that happens in the field, but all of the deaths and other tragedies of war were all pre-determined before they even set foot on the field.

it all began in the meeting room, with the other commanders at her side.

❝ it is my duty to aid our soldiers in battle, but it is also my duty to end the fight before it begins, ❞ she says as she tightens the bandages already blooming red. the captain wraps one more layer over the wound before slumping down on her own seat with a sigh ; exhausted, defeated.

❝ we only came out with a couple of scratches, compared to those who weren't so lucky, ❞ pain and regret shine through her tone as she speaks, nothing but honesty in her words.

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the other's feigned concern doesn't catch zuko off guard. he kind of expects it from her, actually -- to pretend like she cares only for her words to be laced with poison that cut deep.

he knows. in fact, that's what strikes fear into zuko the most ; just another slip, and it's all over. now with his status recovered and honor ... regained ... ? all he had to do was take one misstep and he was back to a peasant life.

❝ i know, ❞ his voice echos his thoughts as he turns away from her, letting a moment of silence drift between them as he stares back up at the moon. he feels tense, as though he's a tiny turtle-duck in a dragon's den. what is he even supposed to say ? i know the avatar had the chance of surviving ... ?

❝ i just ... need to get used to everything again, ❞ he adds quietly. which was true. ❝ it's so ... different, but also the same ... ❞

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𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐔𝐄𝐃 // @healingbrews

❝ it's just something that you're born with, ❞ he says, taking note about the fascination in the other's voice. were benders uncommon in this place ? he couldn't remember seeing a single bender on the way here ...

❝ i'm not so sure about the history or whatever, but bending goes way back -- ❞ he tries to pull the pieces together, but ... honestly ? he just ends up stumbling across his own words. iroh would have definitely been a better conversational partner about this sort of thing, especially to a researcher like her. ❝ only one person can bend all four elements, and that person is the avatar. ❞

regardless, he finds himself having a bit of fun explaining all of this. it was strange ... someone not knowing about bending. but talking about it really made zuko think ... ❝ if you're born with the ability to bend, then you can be taught to bend. i was a late bloomer, and i started bending a little later than my sister ; but i was still taught. ❞

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𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐔𝐄𝐃 // @bcrnitdown

so the woman did not want to be found ? ana was already letting her mind jump from one idea to another, creating assumptions and drawing to conclusions as to why the white-haired bandit wanted to stay on the low side. but she knew better than to outright ask.

❝ you put it nicely ; many stories are exaggerations, far from the truth, ❞ she takes one good look at her work before she sits back in her stool, hands clasped in her lap. ❝ but there is always a little bit of truth in them, no matter how small. ❞

she's standing up and turning her back from ashe, heading towards a mini heating-stove and picking up a warm tea kettle. ❝ i know you were a leader, once. but now you're a leader to none. ❞ she's pouring the tea, disregarding the other's question for a moment before the elder shuffles back to her and places the cup on the end table beside her.

❝ i know what it's like to have everything stripped from you. your title, your life, your family, ❞ she speaks as though she's recalling a different time her life, one long ago and forgotten ; but that was the past now. ❝ but little miracles like these are moments to live for. ❞

❝ my name is ana, ❞ she starts, and she's standing up again to start putting the medical supplies away. ❝ a ' thank you ' would be nice, but it is not needed, ❞ she adds with a chuckle.

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𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐔𝐄𝐃 // @therippingtides

with overwatch's current reputation as well as the ever-growing technological advancements talon provided to their soldiers, each and every single fight started to turn to losses. even the top agents in their aquatic field seemed to take a hit ... including raymond moran.

ana shouldn't even be here -- it should be jack, or even gabe ... but their numbers were dwindling, forcing ana to run in and rescue raymond herself. her coat flapped against the air as she hopped down from above, ushering him to safety.

explosions. shouting. gunfire.

❝ up you get, ❞ she ushers, helping raymond into the truck as bullets continue to bounce off the shell of the vehicle. once they're safely inside and the driver steps on it, she's closing the doors -- but not before getting hit square in the shoulder.

❝ mish mumkin ... ❞ she hisses, blood blooming where the bullet had entered while knocking her back slightly. what's war without a little bloodshed ?

she ignores it -- instead turning towards the man with the injured leg. ❝ we'll have a story for the others, won't we ? ❞ she says as she's already grabbing a stored med-kit nearby, wincing slightly at the pain. this whole war business is definitely getting to her.

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𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐔𝐄𝐃 // @healingbrews

❝ yeah ... i guess you could call it an energy, ❞ he says, but something about the simple word just doesn't do bending justice. but he wasn't quite sure how to explain it to non-benders in a way they could fully understand. it was just one of those things where ... it just happens.

but the explanation should do for now. he wasn't like a guru or anything, so he couldn't explain it that well either.

❝ same idea, but they control different elements : air, water, earth ... that's what i mean by different benders, ❞ he clarifies. ❝ so ... like ... earth-benders are supposed to be stubborn. because it's hard to move rocks and earth, so they pretend to be like earth itself, ❞ he was brutally murdering iroh's teachings and he couldn't help but cringe slightly, but it's the thought that counts, right ?

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𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐔𝐄𝐃 // @bcrnitdown

❝ you asking if you wanna get a drink again is saying one of two things : you wanna spend more time with me, and or you wanna get crazy drunk again and do those crazy-ass positions again cause you can't stop thinking about it. either way, you wanna spend more time with me, which is not what i'm used to, ❞ bojack replies. because, to be honest, holy crap she was an animal in bed. not in a bad way, of course.

❝ i'm not saying i didn't like it. it was wonderful, actually, but i was kind of afraid that i'd snap you in half like a dry spaghetti noodle. ❞