𝖓𝖆𝖙𝖚𝖗𝖊 / 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐃

𝑭𝑳𝑶𝑾𝑬𝑹𝑺   𝑩𝑳𝑶𝑶𝑴   𝑨𝑻   𝑻𝑯𝑬𝑰𝑹   𝑺𝑻𝑬𝑷𝑺 .

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   *    ❪   ❖   ❫          𝐷 𝐸 𝑉 𝐼 𝐿 𝑆 𝐵 𝑂 𝑅 𝑁               ⤻          connor

connor could feel the eyes of someone staring at their led, and their own eyes cautiously flickered towards them. most of, if not all of the humans here hadn’t seen someone like him before, and he had to remind himself that he must be quite an odd sight. it wasn’t the same as how humans acted towards androids from his time. “ i have no intention to bring you any harm, ” he said to them, offering a gentle smile. “ my name is connor. i’m an android created by a company called cyberlife. ” they hoped the information would help the stranger to feel more comfortable.

𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐎𝐓   𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃𝐍’𝐓   𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑   𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍   𝐇𝐄  𝐁𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐄𝐃    𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓   𝐁𝐔𝐓   𝐇𝐄   𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃   𝐓𝐄𝐋𝐋   𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓   it  was  quite  some  time  due  to  when  he  finally forced  a  blink  that  his  eyes  hurt  from  the  lack  of  moisture .      while  he  knew  that  it  really  wasn’t  polite  to  stare  at  strangers ,  he  couldn’t  tear  his  gaze  away  from  the  nearby  man  who  looked    too  perfect ?        everything  was  symmetrical ,  there  wasn’t  any  blemish  like  normal  people  would  have .        (   if  there  truly  was  a  thing  called  normal .   )

             ❝    no ,  no ,  sorry  for  staring .      i  just ,  you’re  so      --      i’m  sorry .        android ?    ❞               he  questioned ,  straightening  his  back  and  tilting  his  head  like  a  dog  hearing  their  favorite  word .             ❝    what  do  you  mean android ?      like  full  on  robot  with  ai ?      that’s  so    cool !      ❞

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   *    ❪   ❖   ❫          𝐿 𝐶 𝑆 𝑇 𝐺 𝐻 𝑂 𝑆 𝑇 𝑆               ⤻          tara   markov

terra could tell eliot was deep into the conversation, she didn’t interrupt while he was getting his thoughts out about yosemite. besides, it was pretty interesting to listen to, so that was another reason that she let him continue going on about it. she chuckled softly when he had finally realized that whoever he was talking to before was already gone. “for quite some time now. i mean, i didn’t get to hear the first part of your sentence but i put two and two together,” she explained as she shrugged. “but anyways, yeah, i’d love to hear ‘em! i heard a few things about national parks…” terra paused, tapping her chin as she tried to remember what theory it was that she read. “or was it just mountainous regions in general?” she hummed, still trying to think. after a few seconds, she knew the information was probably gone from her head at the moment and wanted to hear his thoughts. “anyways, enlighten me!” the blonde smiled as she leaned back in her seat, crossing her arms as she got comfortable. 

𝐂𝐑𝐀𝐏 .      𝐂𝐑𝐀𝐏 .      𝐂𝐑𝐀𝐏 .      𝐂𝐑𝐀𝐏 .      𝐂𝐑𝐀𝐏 .      𝐇𝐎𝐖   𝐀𝐖𝐊𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐃   𝐃𝐈𝐃   𝐇𝐄   𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄   𝐓𝐇𝐄   𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐔𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 .      it  shouldn’t  have  been  to  bad ,  right ?      at  least  she  thought  it  was  amusing  from  her  chuckle .      besides  that ,  it  was  still  bad  nonetheless .      he  wished  that  everyone  was  going  to  be  this  okay  with  him  going  off  on  tangents  but  he  had  to  potentially  come  to  the   realization  that  most  likely  everyone  will  think  of  him  as  annoying .      at  least  he  had  a  small  community    online    that  loved  to  hear  him  ramble  on .      eliot  offered  her  a  small  smile  before  shifting  slightly .

             ❝    okay ,  well ,  i   -   i’m  sorry  that  you  didn’t  really  have  the  context  behind  it .      i  was ,  as  you’ve  already  discovered ,  talking  about  the  weird  disappearances  of  those  in  the  national  parks .      it’s    so  fascinating    and  yet  the  worst  thing  i  could  ever  imagine  happening  to  a  person .      imagine  a  family  member  going  out  hiking  or  camping  then   all  of  a  sudden  disappear  out  of  thin  air  with  no  trace  whatsoever .      it’s  so  scary ,    ❞          he  trailed  off ,  a  shiver  shooting  up  his  back  causing  him  to    involuntary  shiver .               ❝    the  national  parks  are  so  beautiful  and  yet  so  dangerous  and  you’ll  only  catch  me  in  one  only  if  i’ve  done  some    intense    preplanning  and  probably  have  two  gpses  on  me .    ❞

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   *    ❪   ❖   ❫          𝐷 𝐸 𝑉 𝐼 𝐿 𝑆 𝐵 𝑂 𝑅 𝑁               ⤻          jack   kline

jack thought carefully about that. he’d read about doppelgangers before, and although his dads said they’d never noticeably come across one, he didn’t think that was a good enough reason to believe they didn’t exist. but was the soul of a doppelganger identical to that of their likeness? jack didn’t think so. it hadn’t mentioned it in the books he’d read, and from what he’d seen before, every human soul was different and beautiful. “ no. you’re eliot carmichael, not his doppelganger. your soul looks the same. ” i was said as though it was the most obvious thing in the world, not a big deal at all. “ oh. i won’t turn you in. i’m not actually fbi, remember? i hunt monsters with my dads. ” the excited look that had been on his face a few moments ago had now faded into a look of confusion and worry. did eliot really not remember him? it hadn’t been that long ago that they were friends… how could he have already forgotten? had that thought not upset him so much, he would’ve eagerly asked about aliens, if eliot knew whether or not they were actually real, but he was too distracted by the hurt of his friend forgetting him to do so.

𝐓𝐇𝐄   𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐀𝐃𝐄 ,  𝐓𝐇𝐄   𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐋   𝐇𝐄   𝐁𝐔𝐈𝐋𝐓   𝐔𝐏   𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃   𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐅   𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐋𝐘   𝐃𝐑𝐎𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐃     as  the  other  continued  to  speak .         his  soul ?          how  the  fuck  could  this  person  see  that ?     by  some  divine  intervention  most  likely .     it  felt  like  his  head  was  spinning  and  he  kept  checking  around  him ,  hoping  to  see  someone  looking  at  him  weird as  if  he  was  speaking  to  himself  but  none  paid  attention  to  him .     was  he  truly   going    mad ?        it  was  a    matter  of  time    but  he  thought  it  would  be  a  bit  later  in  his  life  rather  than  now .

          ❝    okay ,  maybe  i   AM   the  eliot  carmichael  you’re  speaking  of  but  what  are  you ?      some  sort  of  angel ?     i’ve  never  heard  of  anything  else  that  can  see  souls .     maybe  auras ,  yeah ,  but  never    souls ,      ❞          he  retorted ,  crossing  his  arms  against  his  chest  and  leaning  back  slightly  to  give  a  quick  up  and  down  look  at  the  person        (   could  he  even  say  that  about  this   . . .   enigma ?   )        standing  in  front  of  him .          ❝    ah ,  so  it  is  a  fake  fbi  badge ,    knew  it .           wait      --      monsters ?      you’ve  piqued  my  interest ,  angel .      i’m  a  self - professed  monster  expert  so  i’d  love  to  know  what  type  of  monsters  you    . . .      hunt ?        why  don’t  we  go  grab  a  cup  of  coffee  and  we  can  sit  and  chat !    ❞          eliot  began  to  light  up  upon  the  talk  of      “  monsters  ” .      if ,  whoever  this  person  was ,  truly  had  hunted  monsters ,  he  needed  to  know    everything .       down  to  every  single  miniscule  bit  of  information .      he  was  so  enraptured  by  this  curiosity  he  called  angel .      starting  with  the  warm  wash  of  familiarity  to  them  knowing  who  he  was  exactly .      it  all  was  a  bit  scary  and  exciting .

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❝    [    . . .    ]      𝐈  𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐊  𝐈𝐓’𝐒  𝐈𝐍  𝐘𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐓𝐄  𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓  𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄  𝐀𝐑𝐄  𝐀𝐓  𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐓  𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐘   reports  of  missing  person  since  1909 .     1909 !      like  how  fucking  insane !     do  i  think  there  are  cannibals  living  in  the  national  parks ?     not  really .     would  i  be  surprised  if  it  were  to  be  found    true ?      no  as  i’ve  seen  stranger  things  happen .     i  just  think  that       --    ❞          eliot  stopped  himself  short  as  he  looked  over  towards  the  person  he  was  speaking  to  and  realized  that  it  was  an    entirely  different    person .         ❝    --      oh .    ❞

        he  gulped  and  ran  his  fingers  through  his  hair  and  had  poofed  up  into  a  ball  of  curly  fuzz  on  the  top  of  his  head  from  letting  it  air  dry  in  the  high  sun .      how  awkward .      when  did  the  people  switch ?     the  last  thing  he  remembered  was  the  prior  person  asking  him  how  his  day  was  going  and  he  slightly    blacked  out    after  that when  he  opened  his  mouth  to  respond .

❝    how  long  have  you’ve  been  sitting  there ?     do  you  want  to  hear  about  the  many  people  that  have  gone  missing  in  america’s  national  parks  and  the  theories  i  have ?    ❞

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sierrasmorton.

SHAMELESS. 8X03 | GOD BLESS HER ROTTING SOUL.

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  *    ❪   ❖   ❫          𝐷 𝐸 𝑉 𝐼 𝐿 𝑆 𝐵 𝑂 𝑅 𝑁               ⤻          jack   kline

oh. this was unexpected. why had eliot been brought here? he wasn’t involved in the supernatural like sam and dean. not besides what jack had shown him, and after that… it was nice to have his friend talking to him again. he’d been so certain that he’d lost him. that he only saw him as a monster now. leaving the person he’d originally been attempting to question forgotten, he walked towards eliot and held the badge out towards him.

“ hello, eliot, ” he beamed, trying to contain his excitement as he held his free hand up in a still wave. this must mean that he’d forgiven him, right? that he’d realised that jack wasn’t a monster after all? “ i missed you. how are stacy and max? are they here, too? ” he hoped so. he liked eliot a lot and he was fun to be around, but it would be even better if their other friends were here, too. he just hoped that stacy wasn’t scared of him anymore. he really was sorry, had never meant for anything bad to happen, and now he had his soul back, he realised how reckless he had been. he’d never allow anything like that to happen to his friends again. he’d keep them safe. “ does this mean we’re friends again? ”

𝐔𝐏𝐎𝐍   𝐓𝐇𝐄   𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄  ,   𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐎𝐓  𝐓𝐎𝐎𝐊  𝐀  𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐏  𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊 .      whatever  sly  look  was  on  his  face  turned  into    pure  confusion .      how  did  this  person  know  who  he  was ?      there  was      a  slight  twang  of  fear      run  up  his  spine .      the  questions  kept  piling  up  as  he  continued  to  look  at  the  face  of  a    familiar    person  that  he  couldn’t  recall  but  knew  him .      it  was  a  very  surreal  moment .      had  they  known  each  other  from  childhood ?      a  random ,  drunken  hookup ?      but  that  didn’t  make  sense  with  this  man  being  apart  of  the  fbi .      that’s  something  that  eliot    DEFINITELY     would  remember .

                    ❝    i’m  sorry  but  i  think  you’ve  gotten  me  mistaken  for  someone  else .      i  do  know  that  there  are    at  least    six  doppelgangers  of  a  person  around  the  world  and  you  may  have  ran  into  the  one  you’re  thinking  of ?      despite  having  the  same  name .      a      cool  name      even  though  i’m  biased  towards  it ,    ❞            eliot  chuckled  nervously  as  his  gaze  shifted  down  to  the  badge .      he  reached  out  for  it ,  fingertips  barely  brushing  against  the  paper ,  eyes  scrutinizing  the  page .        what  was  he  expecting  to  find ?       he’s  never  seen  a  fbi  badge  before  so  really ,  how  could  he  tell  if  it  were  a  fake .            ❝    i  mean ,  sure ,  we  can  be  friends .      i’m  cool  with  that ,  as  long  as  you  don’t  turn  me  in  for  hacking  into  government  emails  to  find  out  if  aliens  are  real .          --              kidding .          i’ve  already    done    that .    again ,  i’m  kidding ,  i  don’t  know  how  to  hack  anything .    ❞

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  *    ❪   ❖   ❫          𝐷 𝐸 𝑉 𝐼 𝐿 𝑆 𝐵 𝑂 𝑅 𝑁               ⤻          jack   kline

jack flipped open the fake fbi badge he’d created and analysed it closely, not completely sure how convincing it was. it looked a lot like the ones he and his dads had used back home, he thought, so he couldn’t think of a reason it wouldn’t get the job done. he walked towards the person closest to him and held it up to them. “ agent eilish, fbi, ” he said firmly. his dads always chose the names of famous artists, and he thought it best to follow suit. but now he was a bit stuck and didn’t know what to ask. maybe he should’ve planned his questions before he approached someone. “ um. this city is strange. i think that god brought me here, and i’m hoping he brought my friends here too. have you seen them? ”

𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆   𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒   𝐖𝐀𝐒   𝐇𝐈𝐒   𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄   𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐓   𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄   𝐃𝐔𝐄   𝐓𝐎   𝐇𝐈𝐒   𝐃𝐀𝐘   𝐉𝐎𝐁 .      sometimes  it  goes  along  with  fake  sips  of  coffee  that  has  already  been  drunk  to  give  off  the  appearance  of    not    eavesdropping .     a  rather  interesting  conversation  starter  made  him  meander  closer  towards  this  young - looking    so - called    fbi  agent  just  harassing  another  young  lady  who  was  sitting  outside  on  her  phone .      whoa ,  whoa ,  whoa .           god ?           the  fbi  is  now  getting  religious ?     and  why  was  the  fbi  in  sydney ?      what  the  fuck  happened ?

                   ❝     hey ,  uh ,    agent    eilish ?     may  i  speak  to  you  real  quick ?     i  may  have    some    information ,     ❞          eliot  spoke  up ,  throwing  on  his  customer  service  smile        (   with  no  emotion  behind  his  eyes   ) .        when  the    “  agent  ”    looked  towards  him ,  his  stomach  dropped .         there was  a  sense  of  familiarity         -     a  warm  feeling  that  spread  across  him .      who  was  this  person ?     racking  his  brain ,  the  only  thing  that  he  could  remember  was  an  accident  of  someone  being  majorly  hurt .         this  other  person  was  there ?          how ?          ❝     although ,  i  do  have  a  small  question   :   can  i  see  your  badge ?     i’ve    always    wanted  to  see  an    actual    fbi  badge ,  it’d  be  nice  to  cross  something  off  my  bucket  list .     ❞

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{  trans  male  ;  he / him  ;  homosexual  }          –          𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐎𝐓   𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐄𝐋    who   comes   from      supernatural       has   been   spotted   in   sydney .      they   are      twenty - three   years   old      and   are   a   human .      they   have   been   called         +  𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝 ,    +  𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 ,    -  𝐭𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐥 .      it   seems   like   their   memories   are   faded .      i’ve   also   heard   that   they   are   a   dead   ringer   for      elliot   fletcher .

hey  guys ,  gals ,  and   non - binary   pals !      i’m   jack   and   i   share   the   same   birthday   as   neil   patrick   harris   meaning   that   the   universe   decided   that   i   could   only   be   gay .      in   other   news ,  from   what   i’ve   been   noticing   is   that   y’all   are   pretty   lax   for   your   intros   and   well   that’s   not   gonna   be   the   case   for   me .      i’ve   some   loud   thoughts   about   my   second   favorite   minor   character   in   supernatural   and   if   i   don’t   write   them   down ,  i   will   combust   on   sight .      i   don’t   apologize   for  the   500   page   essay   you’re   about   to   read .

𝐴 𝐸 𝑆 𝑇 𝐻 𝐸 𝑇 𝐼 𝐶 𝑆      :           beanies  always  paired  with  over - sized  jumpers .      fascinated  with  anything  remotely  dealing  with  the  supernatural  -  superficial  legends  that  capture  speculation .      “  here  for  a  good  time ,  not  a  long  time . ”      wire - rimmed  glasses  edging  closer  to  the  tip  of  a  nose .      perpetual  bed  head .      the  clicking  of  a  mechanical  keyboard  way  late  into  the  night .      caffeine  addiction  but  it  shows .      the  smell  of  tea  tree  oil  and  lavender .      bruised  knees  and  torn  up  hands  from  investigating  abandoned  buildings .      child - like  wonder  upon  learning  something  new  that  enraptures  the  soul .      the  sound  of  rain  on  pavement  while  it’s  pounding  against  your  face  as  you're  laying  down .      lo - fi  beats  blaring  from  headphones  as  a  soft  hum  accompanies .

𝑇 𝐻 𝐸 𝑀 𝐸    𝑆 𝑂 𝑁 𝐺      :          come  along      by  cosmo  sheldrake .

𝑃 𝑅 𝑂 𝐹 𝐸 𝑆 𝑆 𝐼 𝑂 𝑁      :          part  time  streamer ,   part  time  barista .

eliot  was  only  in  two  episodes  of  supernatural  but  i  love  him  so  much .      if  you’re  curious ,  he’s  in      season  14 ,  episodes  13  and  16 .          and  here’s  a  link  to  his  wiki  if  you  wanna  read  it  but  it’s  pretty  lame .      and  now  begins  the  full  deep  dives  into  the  apple  of  my  eye .

right  off  the  bat ,  i  do  want  to  say  that  eliot  is  annoying .     if  your  character  has  anything  to  deal  with  the  supernatural  please  know  that  i’m  here  for  him  hounding  your  character  with  questions .

eliot’s  trans  and  has  been  out  since  he  was  15 .      coming  out  as  homosexual  was  pretty  recent  however  with  it  only  being  when  he  was  20  when  it  changed  from  bisexual .

has  a  pretty     “ normal ”     family  with  two  siblings  and  parents .

obsessed  with  anything  supernatural  related  including  cryptids ,  urban  legends ,  etc .

this  obsession  started  when  he  was  a  young  child  when  he  first  read    “ scary  stories  not  to  tell  in  the  dark ”    and  there  was  no  turning  back .

always  was  a  little  weird  growing  up  but  never  really  cared .

currently  a  college  dropout  with  no  intentions  of  going  back  and  supports  himself  through  being  a  streamer  and  having  a  part  time  job  at  a  local  coffee  house  whether  it  be  locally  owned  or  a  chain .

when  he  was  in  college  he  was  going  for  investigative  journalism  and  cryptozoology .

visibly  looks  like  his  always  running  on  the  last  bit  of  caffeine  and  spite  most  likely .      his  eye  bags ?      a  mile  long .

always  ready  to  talk  about  local  legends .      it’s  his  jam .

ya  know  those  slightly  cringey  ghost  hunting  tv  shows ?     that’s  all  he  watches  with  the  new  horror  movie  thrown  in .

he’s  a  sweet  baby  angel  who  has  a  weird  obsession  with  the  supernatural  and  the  occult .

eliot  pretty  much  can  be  found  either  at  work ,  his  apartment ,  or  the  local  sandwich  shop  doing  research  on  another supernatural  figure .

if  you’re  his  friend ,  please  know  that  you  have  an  assigned  supernatural   /   cryptid  assigned  to  you  in  his  phone  and  be  prepared  to  hear  about  it  as  well  as  other  random  facts  about  pretty  much  anything  else .

with  being  a  streamer ,  his  favorite  games  to  play  are  horror ,  survival ,  and  adventures  but  then  throws  in  a  cozy  game  like  animal  crossing  or  stardew  valley .

if  he  had  to  describe  himself  in  a  few  words  it  would  be   :    new  age  mystery  inc  with  some  spice .

𝐶 𝑂 𝑁 𝑁 𝐸 𝐶 𝑇 𝐼 𝑂 𝑁 𝑆      :          exes  would  be  interesting .      streamer  friends .      coworkers .      coffee  shop  regulars .      college  friends .      people  he  annoys  with  questions .      friends .      apartment  neighbors .      bar  acquaintances .      drunken  hook  up ?   mayhaps .      someone  who  tolerates  him  with  his  interest   info  dumping .      who’s  gonna  be  the  one  who  lets  him  into  the  college  parties ?      poor  sandwich  shop  workers  that  deal  with  him .