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[novemberthee5th]

“Are you going to ask me to dance? One last time?” “Are you goin to say yes?”

[acciobamon]

— five things you know and the one thing you don’t. (x)

for @merthurlocked, just because ♥️

[kyloorenz]

No costume just me pretending to be good at makeup.

Have a spooky night y’all!🎃🎃💀💀☠️☠️

[daenerys-stormborn]

game of thrones: scenery + snowing in king’s landing

[hcneyandgunpowder-blog]

“That was quite an .....  interesting and vaguely entertaining segment on the Radio wasn’t it? It’s been a while since I’ve gotten to just sit and truly listen to GARBAGE gossip with some news sprinkled in between.”

[healercalling]

I thought it might be good to make an introduction here as well so HI!! I’m Jinx, I’m 22, this is my first time playing my Queen of Queens Claire Temple ( I made my own version of her here ) and my bio was a bit of a Mess™ due to the fact I haven’t had my computer this week ( i finally got it back!!!!! ) so under the cut is her bio edited!! If you’d like to plot, please like this and I’ll come to you!! 

Growing up in Harlem wasn’t the most fun for young Claire or her mother, Soledad Temple. Usually, it was her and mother trying their hardest not to be scammed by anyone that saw the mother daughter duo as a weakness. Claire grew up fast, gaining street smarts that complimented her academic smarts. Something that was luckily recognized early as she was sent to a special science & math magnet in Midtown Manhattan, where Claire was determined to keep to herself and get through it. In school, Claire always found herself asking questions when the other kids simply took what was given to them as the only answer. It was her inquisitive nature that both infuriated and delighted some of her teachers to have her in class. By the time she went off university Claire had glowing recommendation letters from every single one of them. Claire was convinced then she wanted to be a doctor, that she wanted to adorn the white cape that made ordinary people superheroes every day. She didn’t want it for the glory, she wanted it for the gore, for the opportunity to study and help fix it.

Columbia really couldn’t handle a force like Claire as she went through both undergrad and medical school with top marks and scholarships. She entered her residency, publishing papers and more on Trauma Surgery, learning from the men, women & people in her field above her quickly & swiftly. Claire Temple became a phenomena, a little girl from Spanish Harlem who ‘defied the odds’ becoming one of the most innovative in her field. Soon, she found herself sitting in on meetings with people she’d only read about in her medical books, was earning grants from the same people who she’d once looked up to. Claire was on the fast track to becoming a legend in her field, so much so, she’d forgotten about her life before. Here she was, off hearing about government programs she could potentially help fix or participate in when her goal had been to help people – not just research about how to help them. Claire found herself becoming disconnected from everything that made her the doctor she wanted to be, finding herself becoming a shiny bright new pawn that the Upper East Side Rich & Elite could show off and play with. Her Fellowship may have been with some of the best people in New York but it felt hollow. When Claire looked in the mirror, she didn’t see a person she wanted to become and that scared her most of all.

Like Icarus she found herself too close to flying into the sun, sacrificing her humanity along with it. It was a price she wasn’t willing to pay to be the best when the whole reason she went into medicine was to help people, people who had been like her without access, born with survival coded into their blood. Not to join an elite group of physicians who experimented on people and didn’t actually do the one thing she wanted to do: heal. Claire left her fellowship, finding one of the shittiest she could, putting her efforts there. She wasnt being paid the same money she was making when she was Midtown helping people who ate, drank and sweat money but she was answering part of a calling she’d always had when it came to medicine and that was of a healer.

Her job wasn’t over then, she realized because she had come so close to becoming the doctor she never wanted to be she had unlearn the ableism she’d been taught. Soon, this new hospital became her life and to be a better doctor she found herself on off days and off hours, slipping into nurse scrubs and talking to people’s family’s. Even some patients who had been there for a long time. She asked about how their doctor treated them, how the staff treated them and just listened after she’d taken so much time not doing so. If people asked, she’d reveal herself a doctor but if they didn’t she figured she could use age old assumptions & sexism in her favor. Claire found herself transforming into a person she was proud of once again, the girl who’d dream of actually helping people, did. She felt solid in who she was, it was the foundation that kept her stable when people from other worlds, dimensions, with superpowers started popping up more and more in her neighborhood – a few of them becoming patients. The world had changed for Claire and she was happy that at least she had herself to rely on, her foundation, and was ready with any challenge she faced.

Between the Sokovia Accords and everything else that’s happened, Claire knows there’s a capacity for powered people to do good but just as much as a capacity for them to bad. Just like every person on this earth ( and beyond ). She doesn’t believe they should be hunted unless given a reason to be. If they help or do anything, they should be held accountable for their actions - like anyone else should be. There is a part of all this that Claire wonders where she’d be, science & career wise, if she had stayed with former hospital. An even larger part about it all that intrigues her on that level. But Claire is even more happy that she didn’t trade in her humanity for her career and feels like it all happened strangely, for a reason. Though she used to be religious because her mother and everyone in her neighborhood was, Claire was never a deeply spiritual person until New York started to crumble apart. Though she can come off as a skeptic, ultimately, she lets her faith ( in herself, her emotions ) govern what she does, even when she doesn’t understand it herself. Her personality shines through in almost everything she does, there is not a time where Claire isn’t being Claire. Sarcasm is a shield she uses often, and though she is deeply intelligent, Claire is learning that there is a space between what she knows and doesn’t – a large space she’s trying to not to let scare her but fuel her to do & be better.

[biomic]

mugen damashii

[a-drcsmdws]

“It’s Halloween soon and I’ve still not decided what I want to do for my costume. This is not good, at all.”