the heroes of our time

a multimuse blog for fortitudehall

[fortuidousfortitude]

where: IT offices; fortitude campus | when: day | whom: open to all

Devon looks up as someone enters the IT offices. He's manning the front desk today and had been fucking around for a bit, so anything can be a welcome distraction. He stands to greet them.

"Hey! Welcome to IT, I'm Devon, how can I help you today?"

He tugs down his blue polo with the Fortitude Hall logo on the left of his chest. He swears they're the right size but every time he stands it pulls up a bit. He chooses to blame the static from his powers.

[resoluete]

it wasn't unusual for someone aegis' age to be "technologically inept", with the last part being said with an air-quote. ezra had never bothered to keep up with the latest trend in technology, be it smartphones and any other equipment. he only cared about the ones that correlated directly with his job in the fortitude hall and his hero crusade. so, when his tablet refused to start despite ezra having pressed the button so many times, he ran straight to the it office.

"hey," ezra said as a greeting, a frown marring his face. "i can't turn my thing on." without any other explanation, he thrust his tablet to devon's face and turned a plaintive look at the it staff. "can you find out what's wrong with it? i need it for work."

[resoluete]

location: fortitude plaza with: @aftershvcks

even after a decade of therapy and what the mentors referred to as 'reconditioning', there was still an air of uncertainty in the way mirage moved, in the way he made a decision. at the moment, he hovered at the edge of the fortitude plaza, eyes tracking the movements of the crowds, supes and non-supes alike, debating whether to enjoy the festivities or not. crowds had never been ... daniel's 'thing'. he'd managed to skip every day of fortitude celebrations in the prior years, mainly due to his unwillingness to be surrounded by chaos, but this time, there was an odd urge to, at least, take a brief look at what the city had arranged for the celebration.

as he made his way to one of the stalls, daniel wondered, knowing where he originally was from, whether he was included in the celebration.

daniel wandered around aimlessly, wide-eyed and overwhelmed by the seemingly endless rows of stalls. how did all of these fit into the plaza? and what should he do now? as he pondered to himself, mirage crashed into someone, startling a surprised yelp out of him. "sorry!" this is ridiculous, daniel groused to himself, face burning in embarrassment. he could only hope that he didn't crash into a civilian. "sorry, i didn't see you there. i was ..." his hand flapped uselessly by his side. "yeah."

[fortitudehall]

://FORTITUDE_HALL/HERO_RECORDS/REQUEST_ACCESS …

HERO INFORMATION:

name :    ezra valentine

hero alias :    aegis

age :    45

gender :    cis-male

sexual orientation :    homosexual

role in fortitude hall :    mentor

affiliation :    the lazarus front

faceclaim :    jensen ackles

positive attribute :    reliable / empathetic / decisive

negative attribute :    hot-headed / impulsive / prideful

–

POWER LISTING:

powers :    primary :    energy exoskeleton generation   /   secondary :   superhuman durability   /   tertiary :   accelerated healing

limitations :   the armor doesn't protect aegis from any psychic attack. it wears out after an extended time, leaving aegis with mental exhaustion. when in his armor, aegis weighs nearly 10 times his weight. therefore, gravity is also his enemy.

appearance :   outside his armor, nothing too flashy: a black body suit and a pair of boots. sometimes he puts on daily clothes on top of his body suit. his armor is blood red in color, following the lines of his body.

–

ORIGIN AND NORMAL LIFE:

decription on file :    it was unclear how aegis developed his power. according to his relatives, little aegis disappeared on a dreary november night in 1984 and returned several days later, with blood red glow limning his body. perhaps it was a reaction to fear. perhaps it was something else entirely. his relatives recounted that, since then, they barely saw aegis again. it was only later that they were made aware of aegis' involvement in fortitude hall.

behind the hero :    ezra valentine enjoys barbeque, cream cola, and hot bath. he is, after all, a man with a human need outside of his power. he is easy to approach though not easy to impress, with an air of a troublemaker despite his status as a mentor in fortitude hall.

aegis is played by j.

[fortitudehall]

://FORTITUDE_HALL/HERO_RECORDS/REQUEST_ACCESS …

HERO INFORMATION:

name :   daniel lee

hero alias :   mirage

age :   28

gender :   cis-male

sexual orientation :   homosexual

role in fortitude hall :   student

affiliation :   the phi alpha house

faceclaim :   lee dohyun

positive attribute :   curious   /   vivacious   /   honest

negative attribute :   absentminded   /   gullible   /   uncharitable

–

POWER LISTING:

powers :   primary :   illusion manipulation   /   secondary :   fear enhancement   /   tertiary :   mental defense

limitations :  mirage's projected illusions can be shattered if the target has a strong mental defense. stronger illusions require more energy, thus quickly depleting mirage's strength if used for an extended period of time. it could also cause massive headache for mirage.

appearance :   mirage wears a fireproof body suit under his daily clothes. he loathes to wear any hero-specific attire, opting to blend into crowds of non-heroes and not to attract any attention.

–

ORIGIN AND NORMAL LIFE:

decription on file :   the tantalus initiative named him a string of numbers. he named himself daniel lee. he arrived in the fortitude hall, scarred and blank-eyed, at 18 years old. there is a strange shimmer around him and, when you stare at him for too long, you'd get buoyed in the things you desire at the moment. it's akin to looking at a mirage. 

behind the hero :   even after a decade in the fortitude hall, daniel still feels like he's walking in the dark. there's so much he needs to re-learn, so much he needs to know, and he doesn't know where to start. the mentors have been a great help, but the fear of being a disappointment still appears from time to time. he is a reluctant hero, but daniel doesn't know what he is outside his power.

mirage is played by j.

[justjensenanddean]

Jensen Ackles as Mark Meachum COUNTDOWN (2025) | 1.02 – “Dead Lots of Times”

[pinkhysteria]

Sweet Home 3.05 Lee Do Hyun │ Lee Eunhyuk

[savioresque]

" it's a good face, " there was simplicity in the way sawyer echoed the sentiment, agreeing with what he found to be an objective truth. ezra was a handsome man. and even someone like him, someone who didn't really care for appearances, someone who rarely acknowledged even his own attractions, could admit that. " i'm sure there are agents you ensnared into joining pandora simply by flashing a smile, " he added, mostly joking, though he was certain that it must have actually happened before. still, sawyer didn't smile. not   exactly.   but   there   was   a   small   shift   in   the   corner   of   his   mouth,   almost   imperceptible.   amusement   or   approval.   maybe   both. then, without as much of a warning, the first stitch went in. but sawyer kept a hand on ezra's jaw, thumb resting just under the bone, angling his face. not   too   firm,   not   too   gentle⸻ just   enough   to   be   felt. just enough to keep ezra steady, to keep him from wincing too much. then another stitch, and another. " don't worry. even if it scars, there are people who'll find that it adds character, " he   said   absently,   tying the third knot, something almost reverent in the way he worked : never rushing, giving the repair his full attention. and he leaned just slightly closer, breath   brushing   warm   across   the charity agent's skin as the last   stitch   slid   through. he tied it and cut the excess thread, then gently swiped away at the last trace of red with a cotton pad. and once everything looked good and clean, sawyer took a few steps back⸻ finally fully sizing up the other man. " the look is already growing on me, " he said, shoulders lifting in a slight shrug, a small chuckle actually slipping past his lips this time. " ... or maybe i'm just a good medic. "

[resoluete]

another  time,  ezra  would  have  smiled,  coy  as  anything,  batted  his  eyelashes  like  he  always  did  when  he  was  surrounded  by  men  and  women  alike,  and  angled  his  chin  just  the  right  way  to  have  him  staring  at  polaris  with  a  wide-eyed  look.  it  always  worked,  though,  as  he  grew  older,  the  less  potent  that  doe-eyed  expression  turned.  another  time,  ezra  would  have  grinned,  lopsided  and  roguish,  and  cocked  an  eyebrow  up,  both  teasing  and  smug  at  the  admission.  that  usually  worked  well  with  the  appearance  he  supported  and  it  did  extremely  well  in  drawing  younger  men  in  to  both  him  and  pandora.

but  he  didn't,  because  ezra  spent  his  time  in  front  of  polaris  trying  to  sit  as  still  as  he  could  with  a  needle  piercing  a  patch  of  skin  above  his  eyebrow.  his  breath  came  out  shaky;  he  had  to  remind  himself  to  breathe.  ezra  had  never  been  within  such  close  proximity  to  polaris.  the  other  man's  touch  was  unyielding,  firm  enough  to  keep  him  from  flinching  every  time  the  needle  went  through  him.  tongue  darted  out  to  wet  his  chapped  lips,  ezra  found  himself  entranced  by  the  sight  of  polaris'  focused  look.  even  through  one  open  eye,  the  charity  agent  could  see  how  dedicated  the  other  agent  was  to  his  cause.  polaris  wasn't  even  in  the  division  that  required  the  agent  to  play  nurses.  still,  he  indulged  ezra  enough  to  stitch  his  wound  close  despite  the  charity  agent  not  quite  needing  it.

"jesus,"  ezra  breathed  out  after  polaris  withdrew,  already  feeling  bereft  from  the  lack  of  warmth  the  other  agent  exuded.  his  voice  came  out  shaky  from  the  nerves.  "that  was  quick."  the  spot  over  his  eyebrow  still  throbbed  uncomfortably  and,  if  ezra  concentrated  hard  enough,  he  could  still  feel  the  phantom  sensation  of  needle  poking  through  his  skin.  the  charity  agent  brought  a  hand  up  to  let  a  finger  hover  over  the  stitch,  a  ghost  of  touch  over  the  raised  patch  of  skin.  "well,  that's  what  i  do  best,  sweetheart."  lips  curling  up  into  a  grin,  ezra  peered  up  at  polaris.  "i  grow  on  people.  i  know  some  people  dig  on  this  rakish  look.  do  you?"  the  last  bit  was  murmured  with  a  teasing,  sly  smile  polaris'  way.

[zanephillips]

RAYMOND ABLACK Ginny & Georgia 3.07 "That's Wild"

[justjensenanddean]

Jensen Ackles as Mark Meachum COUNTDOWN (2025).

[coffeefroginc]

Send 🗣  for me to make you a starter with a line of dialogue from this generator.

[virulentmeans]

agent  cypher  couldn't  remember  the  last  time  he'd  slept,  or  ate  for  that  matter.  much  of  the  weight  he'd  gained  during  his  two  years  of  training  had  evaporated  over  the  past  few  days.

every  waking  hour  had  been  dedicated  to  keeping  himself  busy.  work,  gaming,  whatever  kept  him  distracted.  he  couldn't  stomach  thinking  about  anything  else,  he'd  break  under  the  pressure.  nothing  in  his  two  years  of  training  could  prepare  him  for  this.

it  was  in  the  early  evening,  dark  circles  under  his  eyes.  he's  tucked  in  a  quiet  corner  of  a  mess  hall,  hunched  over  his  laptop.  he  feels  as  if  he's  moving  in  half-time,  slowly  tapping  at  his  laptop.  it  was  busywork,  sorting  through  some  files  and  organizing  them,  but  it  kept  him  sane.

yawning  softly,  he  doesn't  bother  looking  up,  even  when  another  agent  spots  him  from  across  the  room.

open

[resoluete]

the  last  few  days  had  successfully  made  rasheed  rethink  his  decision  to  join  pandora.  it  was  a  slap  to  the  face  in  a  way  similar  to  losing  a  wrestling  match,  except  there  was  a  grave  consequence  lurking  behind  a  slip-up  and  quite  possibly  death,  not  just  going  home  defeated.  the  two  years  he  spent  during  his  calibration  (or  transformation)  did  help  paint  his  new  reality,  but  it  didn't  prepare  him  for  the  clusterfuck  of  enemies  swarming  the  base.  perhaps  it  was  naïveté,  but  the  whole  thing  was  far from what  rasheed  had  in  mind.  but  what  was  done  is  done  and  all  he  could  do  right  now  was  help  with  the  clean-up,  finding  people  to  talk  to  to  help  loosen  the  tension  coiling  in  his  shoulder  blades.

“hey,  kid,”  rasheed  called  out  to  the  other  agent  with  a  small,  hesitant  smile.  cyper  didn't  look  well;  there  was  a  worrying  gleam  in  his  otherwise  dull  eyes  and,  despite  rasheed's  extroverted  nature,  it  wasn't  something  he  wanted  to  approach  when  he  was  all  by  himself.  the  wrestler  sat  down  next  to  cypher,  elbow  nudging  the  other  agent's  arm.  “have  you  been  to  the  medical  bay?  have  you  been  sleeping?  you  look  like  you  need  it.”

[pandorasparasite]

open to: all ( capping at 3 ). location: level 06, the theatre.

in the wake of destruction, charade saw an opportunity to step back into a version of himself he hadn’t thought about in a long time. before pandora, the mutation process, and the dangerous missions. before he gained the power to manipulate reality – or at least, someone’s perception of reality. back when his main job was to help intelligence agents get themselves back together between assignments, instead of being the one sent into the fire. pandora was weakened now, but it would rebuild itself soon enough. no one was idle. everyone was helping in any way they could. so charade found a small, dimly lit corner of the theatre on level 6, undamaged by the invasion.

he took a seat. if someone needed to talk, he was there. a calm presence amidst chaos. if the weight of the job was too much for someone to handle, they could come to him and let it out of their chest. if they were grieving or just needed not to be alone, the silence beside him was a safe place. he didn’t pry. just sat. listened. talked, when talking helped. he was there – willing to be whatever they needed him to be.

"take your time," he offered the agent a soft smile. "you don't have to talk if you don't want to."

[resoluete]

rasheed  always  prided  himself  on  being  unbeatable  inside  the  ring.  his  body  had  always  been  wired  for  survival,  even  before  pandora.  however,  the  events  that  transpired  during  the  last  few  days  had  managed  to  beat  down  the  tall  wall  of  endurance  he'd  built  throughout  his  career  and,  for  the  first  time  in  ever,  rasheed  felt  the  need  to  sit  down  and  stop.  he  had  to  remind  himself  to  breathe  manually.  in  and  out.  and  when  he  finally  glanced  up  from  watching  his  shoes,  rasheed  met  the  gaze  of  another  agent.

“is  this  some  kind  of  wellness  check?”  he  tried  for  a  light,  playful  tone,  followed  by  a  grin,  but  on  his  face,  it  felt  oddly  like  a  grimace.  “sorry.”  this  time,  rasheed  smiled,  a  little  sheepish.  “i'm  not  used  to,  you  know,  talking.”  he  lifted  a  hand  to  rub  his  jaw,  nails  scraping  the  skin  hidden  underneath  his  facial  hair, a newfound habit after he grew his beard.  “i  guess  what  happened  was  so  out  of  my  expectation  of  what  pandora  is.  but  to  be  honest,  i  don't  really  know  what  to  expect  so  i  have  no  idea  why  i'm  this  shocked,”  rasheed  finished  with  a  chuckle,  shrugging  a  shoulder.

[resoluete]

sight x polaris: 40 | from here

from  his  position  behind  polaris,  ezra  could  only  see  a  little  of  his  expression  where  his  face  was  pushed  against  the  sheets.  it  was  exhilarating  to  have  a  man  as  powerful  as  polaris  on  his  mercy:  arms  twisted  behind  his  back  and  acting  as  a  leverage  for  ezra  to  thrust  into  that  pliant  body,  not  a  single  noise  of  protest  could  be  heard  except  the  puff  of  breaths  coming  from  both  of  them.  ezra  knew  full  well  that  polaris  allowed  him  to  do  such  things  and  the  least  he  could  do  was  to  honor  that  decision  by  giving  polaris  what  he  wanted.  “that's  good,”  ezra  murmured  between  pant  of  breath,  the  thrust  of  his  hips  steady,  controlled  despite  the  itch  to  bear  down  on  polaris,  the  urge  to  feel  the  smooth  line  of  polaris'  back  against  his  chest,  “so  fucking  good.  do  you  need  more,  sweetheart?” @uncanines

[resoluete]

sight x berserker: 32 | from here

“jesus,  your  legs.”  ezra  couldn't  quite  hold  back  the  moan  that  escaped  him  when  berserker  fucking  spread  his  legs  to  both  sides  of  his  body  in  the  perfect  angle  where  ezra  could  settle  himself  in  the  space  between  jaime's  legs,  further  propelling  him  to  rut  against  the  pride  agent.  he  was  gone  the  first  time  the  pride  agent  had  his  legs  around  his  waist,  ankles  crossed  on  the  small  of  the  charity  agent's  back  in  an  attempt  to  pull  him  closer.  but  now,  the  other  man  was  practically  doing  an  air  split  right  underneath  him,  and  it  took  every  ounce  of  willpower  ezra  had  not  to  pound  into  jaime  roughly.  he  groaned,  a  throaty  and  rough  sound,  as  he  shoved  into  the  pride  agent with reckless abandon.  “what  else  can  you  do  with  those  legs,  baby?”  the  endearment  slipped  past  his  lips,  unbidden.  “shit,  that’s gorgeous.” @osoenelbosque

[resoluete]

sight x cinder: (  stare  )  -  our  muses  have  sex  in  front  of  someone  else  | from  here

ezra  would  have  never  pegged  himself  as  an  exhibitionist  before,  but  he  had  years,  decades,  even,  to  reevaluate  his  life,  sex  life  included.  it  wasn't  hard  when  he  had  plenty  of  leisure  time  in  hands.  his  sex  life  before  pandora  had  been  lackluster,  meagre.  looking  back,  it  lacked  the  excitement.  here  in  pandora,  with  a  vast  influx  of  attractive  people  who  also  find  him  attractive,  ezra  had  done  more  experimentation  than  he  could  have  thought,  even  well  into  his  40s.

the  feeling  of  someone's  gaze  on  him  made  his  thrusts  grow  frantic.  desperate  and  frenzied.  ezra  tried  to  ignore  the  weight  of  it  and  focused  on  ziggy,  the  tantalizing  clutch  of  his  body  around  his  cock,  and  gripped  the  younger  man's  waist  tighter.  “we're  so  doing  this  again," ezra  panted,  lips  stretched  into  a  rare,  wide  grin,  bangs  plastered  on  his  sweat-soaked  forehead,  "i'll  let  you  do  me, on public, even.  you'd  like  that,  don't  you?” @seraphiivms

[resoluete]

rasheed  khan  is  a  chaotic  good  agent  of  pandora  selected  for  their  achievement  as  a  top  wrestling  athlete  competing  in  various  championships  and  underwent  the  top-secret  mutation  process.  to  the  rest  of  the  world,  the  thirty  three  year  old  originally  from  new york  is  deceased  or  missing.  however,  in  atlantis,  they  are  now  known  as  impact  of  pride  division  after  developing  the  ability  to  manifest  an  external  armor  out  of  energy  field  and  shape  it  into  new  forms  to  surround  himself,  protecting  him  from  physical  damage.  the  agent  has  been  with  pandora  for  two  years  and  is  trusted  for  being  hard-working  &  good-natured,  but  once  reprimanded  for  being  arbitrary  &  lenient.

BASIC  INFORMATION.

NAME  rasheed  khan  ,  AGE  &  DATE  OF  BIRTH  thirty  three  &  july  18th  ,  BIRTH  PLACE  new  york  ,  GENDER  &  PRONOUNS  cis-male  &  he/him  ,  SEXUAL  &  ROMANTIC  ORIENTATION  demisexual,  biromantic  ,  PRIOR  OCCUPATION  professional wrestling athlete  ,  HEIGHT  6'2  (188  cm)  ,  WEIGHT  209  lbs  (95  kg)

PROJECT  PANDORA.

DIVISION  pride  ,  CALLSIGN  impact  ,  TIME  IN  PANDORA  two  years  ,  SPECIAL  ABILITY  exoskeleton  armor  generation  ,  EXPERTISE  battlefield  endurance,  brute  force,  athletics  ,  PROFICIENT  tactical  foresight,  close  combat  mastery,  environmental  adaptation,  pain  tolerance,  language  ,  SUBSTANDARD  intimidation,  investigation

NSFW.

tba.

[resoluete]

ezra  valentine  is  a  neutral  evil  agent  of  pandora  selected  for  their  long  years  as  a  recruiter  for  private  institutions  that  made  them  an  ideal  candidate,  but  did  not  undergo  or  complete  the  mutation  process.  to  the  rest  of  the  world,  the  forty  eight  year  old  originally  from  los  angeles,  california  is  deceased  or  missing.  however,  in  atlantis,  they  are  now  known  as  sight  of  charity  division  after  proving  their  mastery  in  luring  the  emotionally  vulnerable  to  join  their  cause  through  words  and  actions,  preying  on  their  weak  spots.  the  agent  has  been  with  pandora  for  seventeen  years  and  is  trusted  for  being  observant  &  ambitious,  but  once  reprimanded  for  being  critical  &  disingenuous.

BASIC INFORMATION.

NAME  ezra  valentine  ,  AGE  &  DATE  OF  BIRTH  forty-eight  (as  of  2025)  &  march  9th  ,  BIRTH  PLACE  los  angeles,  california  ,  GENDER  &  PRONOUNS  cis-male  &  he/him  ,  SEXUAL  &  ROMANTIC  ORIENTATION  bisexual  &  panromantic  ,  PRIOR  OCCUPATION  3rd  party  recruiter  for  private  companies  ,  HEIGHT  6'1  (185  cm)  ,  WEIGHT  176  lbs  (80  kg)

PROJECT PANDORA.

DIVISION  charity  ,  CALLSIGN  sight  ,  TIME  IN  PANDORA  seventeen  years  ,  SPECIAL  ABILITY  none;  due  to  incompatibility  with  the  serum,  ezra  didn't  manifest  any  powers.  he  could,  however,  sniff  out  weaknesses  on  potential  individuals  that  allowed  him  to  use  them  to  his  own  gain  and  pull  them  into  pandora  ,  EXPERTISE  persuasion,  intimidation,  deception  ,  PROFICIENT  seduction,  close  combat  mastery,  languages,  investigation,  athletics  ,  SUBSTANDARD  hacking  &  cyber  warfare  ,  engineering

NSFW.

SEXUAL  POSITION  verse  ,  SEXUAL  TEMPERAMENT  dominant,  rare  switch  ,  YES  scent,  rough  sex,  hair  pulling,  marking,  pet  names,  choking  (giving/receiving)  ,  NO  scat,  vomit,  blood  play  (ask  if  unsure)