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thehomelandr‌:

He knew that she’d have met Madelyn at some point but just asked it to diminish anything she had with Madelyn, being territorial over her and his own bond he had with her. “She talked to you about a contract that was it. You knew her for five minutes and nothing with substance. It’s insulting that you’re here. Vought family or not, you’re not even the B team and you’re only here because you’re opening your legs for a PR stunt.” He was being cruel but was frustrated with all the stuff with Essex and everything else.

Elizabeth wasn’t stupid and although she didn’t entertain rumors, it was hard to ignore the ones that involved Homelander and the former head of hero management. Whispers had circulated and Drummerboy had lapped them up, eager to bring Homelander down while in the safety of his own team. “Why do you have a problem with me being here?” Elizabeth was tired of walking on eggshells and she had come to the conclusion that whatever she did, Homelander would still hate her. “Madelyn believed I was worth more than five minutes, why can’t you?”

#p: the homelander

frostedmind‌:

The city was beautiful. So much chaos surrounding it and so many that didn’t even know it. Mutants, supes, superhumans all around and then there was the bottom of them all. Humans. So average and weak. Nothing compared to her and others like her. “Look at them. All of them worried about meaningless things.” She could hear all of their thoughts. “What to get for Christmas,will they make the subway on time and other boring things not even worth the thought they formed. How do they stand it?”

The world had expanded over the past few years. Mutants were always around but the Avengers had started this whole thing and somehow it was Supes that was the top of the food chain, above the rest even though they were younger in terms of time in the spotlight. Elizabeth joined the blonde as she looked out onto the street. She’d had the same thoughts of how trivial they all were and unimportant. “While they worry about what presents to buy and what dress to wear, you have the true heroes of the world worrying about how to save every god damn soul.”

#p: emma frost

lex-sullivan‌:

Lexi sighs, “I mean I didn’t mean him, but sure, for argument’s sake we can use him as an example. I mean from what I’ve heard Maeve lives at the bottom of a bottle and I’m sure the others have some skeletons in their closet, which would make you look like a damn saint even if you had a drink or two.” She shrugs. Lexi knew she was right. “Hey, just let me at least keep you company and safe. Two girls sticking together in a place like this is better than just one, okay?” The last thing she wanted was to see Glacier getting hurt or in trouble. “You seem a little…upset. What’s on your mind?” She tilts her head slightly before settling into a stool. “And don’t feel like you have to pull any punches or anything or even keep the lie going by calling The Deep your other half.”

Vought was like The Wizard of Oz. They came in and saved everyone but the man behind the curtain was nothing but a fake and Elizabeth had known this for a while but it was all new to Lexi. “Are you regretting working for Vought, that’ll pass when the paychecks come in.” Drummerboy had been her leader, championing a clean living in the public eye when in reality he had been playing them all off against each other and Elizabeth went along with it. When Starlight left it was a whole new game and still Drummerboy remained the same. “I can handle myself but if you need company then fine, just don’t be a downer.” Handlers and their ‘talent’ never had an outside work relationship but everything was changing at Vought and Elizabeth didn’t know where she was standing. “I’m out,” She laughed. “Dr. Essex said my contract will expire and then you’re looking at the next Popclaw, washed up and begging for parts in d-list movies.”

#p: lexi sullivan

thehomelandr‌:

Why they had the irrelevant teams at the memorial was beyond his comprehension. This was something for the Seven, not the junior team. “Did you even meet her?” he was quite aggressive in his tone but the press was around so he had a solemn look on his face that was a jarring juxtaposition. “You came here five minutes ago and shouldn’t even be here at all.”

Madelyn never ran point on any of her missions or events, that was left to more inexperienced and less high profile management but they had a few meetings recently. Madelyn had made everyone feel important and valued now Mr. Essex just made her feel like a thorn in his side. “I did and several times. She orchestrated my contract remember?” It was the very contract that Homelander dismissed instantly, it was funny how he forgot the little people. “We are all part of the Vought family so I have as much right to be here as you do.”

#p: the homelander

rpxmusings

i’ll admit that i’m a F O O L for you.

#~ Elizabeth #~ Drummerboy #~ Musings

lex-sullivan‌:

Lexi puts her hands up in a placating manner. “Your secret’s safe with me. I’m sure others have done, and will do and currently do, worse than having a drink.” The brunette smiles crookedly as she leans against the counter slightly. “And I kinda figured you might want a bit of a human shield in case someone starts questioning your reputation of not drinking.” The brunette quietly looks around, scanning the area for anyone who might be looking this way and would say something to ruin the woman’s reputation that Vought had crafted. “I mean, worst comes to worst, we spin it as a patron offered you a drink and it would be rude to turn it down.”

She shakes her head slightly. “Trouble in paradise?” She asks quietly, knowing all too well the relationship between Glacier and The Deep was faked just to make him look better.

“You mean like my other half?” She scoffed out loud. “He has done worse hasn’t he? Attacking Starlight and kidnapping a dolphin doesn’t make for a model hero.” After her meeting with the new Madelyn, her future with Vought looked as if it was ending soon and Elizabeth would make damn sure she would go out with a bang if it came to it. Elizabeth wasn’t wearing her pristine white costume so no one had noticed they had the Glacier at their party and right now, it was perfect. “Look around, no one here cares who I am or what I do only that I’m another girl getting wasted at a party and that sounds perfect right now.”

#p: lexi sullivan

a-bizzard-of-a-man‌:

He stayed quiet for a moment before shrugging slightly as he thought about how to respond to her, in truth he had no idea about what was good or bad anymore. “I… I guess that could be a good thing. I’m so used to people forcing me to pay for everything that I’m just shocked I guess.” As Blizzard listened to her talk about what she hadn’t done he chuckled to himself. However when she mentioned spending an afternoon drinking on a roof top he sighed softly wishing that he had done that one at least once. “You are not a bad New Yorker, you’ve probably just been far too busy to experience those things. I know that I haven’t done that last one yet but that’s because I rarely get a day off and when I do I normally spend it with my son, my niece, my potential future nephew and my grandnephew.”

The gesture she did was kind and genuinely selfless and being without her suit and hero charade, Elizabeth felt a warmth come all over her body, joy or satisfaction, she didn’t know. “It takes five minutes to be a decent person right? It takes twice as long to be a dick so I prefer doing the first.” She was a professional hero, saving the day on a daily basis but recently it didn’t feel that way. “It sounds like you have a big family. are they all in New York?” For Elizabeth, it was just herself and her parents. No cousins or nephews to spoil. Just a family to provide for.

#p: blizzard

billybutchur‌:

NOT even trying to hide it, Billy chucked. Nothing was friendly or kind about it but full of pity and skepticism. “You mus’ be naieve to think that. Only few of ya’s had that stuff pumped in you before you was born and if it was you, you’d be stronger. Compound V made supes. It’s the only reason you are relevant.”

"No!” She snapped at the man, loosing all of the hero facades she had spent years building. “I got my powers from god, he shone his light onto the Supes of the world and made us all a beacon of hope in this crappy world. If you can’t believe that, I actually pity you.” She didn’t want to sound mean or angry, she really did feel sorry for him if he couldn’t believe that they were put on the Earth to provide hope when everything had gone to shit.

#p: butcher

thehomelandr‌:

There were a few other people from other groups but Homelander knew everyone was here to mostly see him and any other members of the Seven. Journalists were dying to ask him questions about his most recent social media posting but he was here for Vought. “I give them reason to and they know who I am and what I’ve done for them. I’m sure they like you in your group just fine. Besides, they’re here as we are. To celebrate Madelyn.”

Elizabeth did her best to look solemn about Madelyn’s tragic end and then to offer the press the picture they didn’t really want of her but it was great for filler, a smile from The Glacier. It would be the little fluff pieces barely anyone read but at least it was something. “She was a force of nature and she lead the way for so many years... she was a trail blazer.” Elizabeth didn’t think much of her former boss but she was better than what they had now at least.

#p: the homelander

natesinister‌:

One of the biggest drawbacks of this so-called promotions was dealing with lesser teams like the Young Americans though The Glacier didn’t fit the young part anymore and he didn’t see her qualifying for anything else. “You pulled me from the lab for that question?” His tone was harsh but he had no patience for stupidity and that was all he could see with the Glacier. “It’s an easy question. You don’t have a future with Vought, come next year you will be released from our management.”

The best she could hope for was to become a solo hero but they never lasted, not really. It would be a few years on her own but being a solo hero meant that Vought could ship you off anywhere for the right price and Elizabeth had loved New York, she didn’t want to leave any time soon. “I have no future?” She was shocked, dumbfounded that she had an answer but it wasn’t the answer she was expecting. “Why, I’ve done everything you’ve asked of me. Vought is my life and there has been no complaints!” Aside from Drummerboy, Elizabeth was ranking a lot with points and her team was thriving, surely that meant something!

#p: mister sinister

rpxmusings

if i cannot bend H E A V E N i will raise H E L L

#~ Elizabeth #~ musings

a-bizzard-of-a-man‌:

A curious expression crossed Blizzard’s face when he heard what she wanted in return for paying for the book. Even though he was a little surprised he nodded slightly and placed the book inside of his jacket before offering her his hand with a small smile. “All you want is some company? That’s actually a surprise I thought you’d say you actually want me to pay you back but I can do that.” He raised a brow slightly when she mentioned feeling like a tourist in her own city. “I think we’ve all been there before at one time or another. Do you have any place or places in particular that you’d like to go to or see?”

She cringed when she heard herself speak, how lonely and desperate she sounded and nothing like the superhero she was supposed to be but she felt like all that was coming to an end soon. “I have more than enough to cover one book and kindness to strangers is supposed to be a good thing right?” New York was still a mystery to Elizabeth and one she hadn’t begin to understand. She’d been all over the city but for work and one day off a week wasn’t enough to see anything. “You know I haven’t eaten pastrami while waiting for a pastrami sandwich at Katz's or spent the entire afternoon drinking on a rooftop. I’m a terrible New Yorker.” The second wasn’t really sanctioned by Vought but what they didn’t know wouldn’t hurt them.

#p: blizzard

bxnsh-e‌:

The Daily Bugle was giving Lottie a headache as of recently, but she still found herself perusing the pages in the hopes of finding information that was somewhat intriguing, or accurate. The young woman flipped through the pages of the newspaper, preferring the physicality of the paper slipping between her fingertips to the scrolling of an article on her phone. The main page listed a story about recent events with the mutants: many were dead, and now they were hated. In true Lottie fashion, her iPad was open and she was fact checking with other sources.

With a sick feeling in the pit of her stomach, Lottie tossed the paper onto he chipped wooden table before glancing around the café she had come to sit in. There was something sickening about what happened, but as always, Lottie found herself sceptical about the reported incidents. Once upon a time, doubt and investigation was her line of work, but now she represented something that people either admired, or hated.

At this hour, the café always mellowed out, and she could hear mild chatter and the sound of jazz music. That same track had been on repeat for at least ten minutes, and Lottie had already found herself humming along. Reaching for her hot, bitter cup of dark roast, Lottie had three large gulps of its contents before glancing lazily towards the empty seat across from her.

How was the boss hoping the Supes would tackle the publicity and backlash with this one?

Elizabeth had been around Vought for so long it was worrying when they brought in younger, fresher girls who weren’t aging out like she was. The Young American’s were her life and The Seven was her dream that seemed more out of reach than ever so she found herself focusing on the redhead in her coffee shop. “You work for Vought right?” Elizabeth asked a little abrupt. “What team are you joining?”

#p: banshee

open starter for anyone!

Elizabeth was tired, she was tired of waiting for Vought to make their decision on her future and then dating The Deep was proving more difficult by the day. She’d had enough of it all so at one of Vought’s many rallies, she decided to enjoy herself for once and truly let loose. “What?” She asked as she picked up a drink. To the public she didn’t smoke, drink or do anything except go to church and help out with different charities. “If The Deep can enjoy himself then why can’t I?”

#vhq:starter #vhq:open

hcrizcns‌:

Horizon could feel the wind blowing against his suit, his face protected from the biting cold thanks to his mask, as he flew across the sky. He was tens of thousands of feet in the air, heading towards New York as quickly as possible. Through his powers, he could negate his own gravity and constantly propel himself forward, flying as quickly as he could take himself. He had received the news in LA regarding the numerous mutant protests that had erupted into huge shows of violence, with thousands dead on all sides. It was no surprise that Vought had pushed themselves to the forefront after this crisis, allowing themselves to infiltrate the bureaucracy of the nation’s military, besides fighting off the criminal underworld.

David had been requested in New York, the bright, young, up and coming hero would be placed at the forefront of Vought’s home city, though he still wondered what the occasion would truly be for. Perhaps it was so the company could keep him close, wanting to better his career opportunities by being so close to the home office, or to keep him under a much closer eye instead. Either way, David would comply. New York meant new challenges, a new lifestyle, and a new population to protect, even from themselves.

Once he had arrived in New York, his first stop was the Vought International Headquarters, wishing to get acquainted with those he would soon be working alongside. He wondered whether he would be assigned to work with anyone in particular to form a new group, or simply continue his regime as a more lone wolf type of superhero. He stopped himself before he collided with the building, lowering himself to the lobby entrance, before entering the building. He strode into the building, a bit confused as to where he was supposed to go or who he should report to.

Since Essex took over at Vought, The Glacier didn’t know what was next. She’d seen him bring in younger heroes, no doubt to replace her, and stronger ones with more marketable powers. Her little tricks with ice and snow didn’t stand a chance but that didn’t mean she was done fighting. It was another day and another hero was brought in only this time he was male, so at least she had that. The blonde maie caught her attention, he didn’t look young enough to take part in The Young American’s and if he was taking her spot in the Seven, well, she needed to know about it. “You look a little lost, don’t worry it happens on the first day,” She said with her dazzling smile. “I can show you around if you’d like?”

#p: horizon

billybutchur‌:

SUPES were a lot more naive than he ever thought. Give ‘em the truth an’ they wouldn’t accept it. “Did they tell ya how you got your powers? It aint nothin’ from anyone sittin’ on a cloud. It is from the same shit I just put into meself. Ask them or your doc about Compound V. Better yet, as your mates at Vought what it is.”

"I didn’t get them, I was born with them.” Being naturally powerful and not having to use a gun or any sort of force was something a lot of normal, mundane people couldn’t handle. She was chosen, she didn’t know if it was by a god but something had given her this life and she couldn’t imagine her life without it. “Whatever compound V is, it’s nothing to do with Supes.”

#p: butcher

phasingthrcugh‌:

Um okay wow. Probably true but the thing like that really didn’t need saying out loud. Kitty had to fight to stop her lip from doing it’s almost curl thing. Maybe the Supe, because who else would be dumb enough to wear a costume in broad daylight, said things without thinking. Lord knew Kitty did that enough. She took a mini breath to pause for an attitude adjustment.

“I was rushing to head back to work.” She said with a self conscious shrug. “Could I at least reimburse your coffee?”

Elizabeth was part of the world’s most exclusive and lucrative hero management companies that the world surely was jealous of. They were the ones everyone wanted to be with, they all admired and envied them at the same time, they were more than celebrities in the world. “I don’t drink the crap from the cart,” She said, not even attempting to hide her distaste for the girl. “Where do you work, maybe Vought can come in and help raise funds for the place. We’re in the business of helping you see.” There was a bragging tone to her voice and without any sort of sincerity.

#p: shadowcat

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