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Zarya Lee Cross | 25 | Firefighter

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Headcanon meme~

Put a symbol (or several) and a character/characters in my ask box, and I’ll give you a headcanon.  Yes.  Do it.

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◉ - Any other question of your choosing

[zaryacross-blog]

trishwhoa:

“It’s so weird and annoying that everyone knows we’re all gonna die soon but all anyone posts about is how flat their vanilla coke zero from the gas station was this morning.”

“We're gonna die they can drink regular god damn soda now cause dieting is pointless. You know what else? They also still think calling a firefighter to get a cat out of a tree is not only okay, but if I don’t it’s the end of their world. Newflash the end of the world is actually happening. Idiots.”

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[zaryacross-blog]

staygvld:

          even while being as upset as she was, rae couldn’t help the slight smile that form. she turned her head away from zarya and looked down for a moment. trying to hold back tears… both happy and sad. it meant so much that zarya would allow this to mean so much to her. she knew her sister had better things to do. she’s a firefighter for crying out loud. and here rae was, crying about a broken chain. she inhaled deeply before reaching for zarya’s hand “ i honestly can’t describe what this means to me. ” she squeezed her hand for a second. “ –- i remember my father reading this book to me once–- i can’t remember which book or what it was about, but i remember how he looked at me… as if he’d do anything to make sure i was happy and safe. and when he–- when he got sick, he still looked at me like that. you are giving me that look and –— i know what i mean to you, cause you mean the same to me, but i don’t want you to feel like you have to go out of your way. you justing being here is enough. i love karen and matt, but it’s you that makes me feel like we’re an actually family. ”

It was easy to let Rae grab her hand and hold it. It always had been since she bound herself to the younger girl from the first day they met. It wasn’t something that made her flinch away like she did from other people. This was comfortable and safe. This was the safest touch she had ever known. Hearing the way Rae felt about her wasn’t a surprise but Zarya did have to swallow back a wash of emotion. “Well you know I never had any family like you,” Zarya began shrugging a bit as she struggled to form the words into the right sentences. “You’ve been it since the day we met. Karen and Matt are a gift I wouldn’t return but you’re my sister. I’d do anything to protect you because I want to. Even if I have to look at you like this all the time,” she finished now unable to hold back the teasing smile.

[zaryacross-blog]

behxmbles:

“I don’t see many antiheros going out of their way to do good deeds,” Jamie stated with a shrug. “Unless you had malicious intent. Was that cat a witch in disguise?”

“Well I didn’t,” Zarya stated simply. “I just wanted her to stop calling the line every two minutes and it benefitted me,” she tacked on with a shrug. “I didn’t say villain but the most malicious thing I considered was lighting the tree on fire so I had a real problem to handle.”

[zaryacross-blog]

graysturner:

grayson hadn’t even realized the girl nearby was listening, or that she was even talking so loudly. “sorry, miss,” the blonde replied before grabbing a cup and getting it ready. as she pressed the top onto the cup, grace added, “this’ll be on the house, since…y’know.” 

Hearing the apology paired with the offer of free coffee made a bit of the annoyance fade as Zarya realized she certainly knew what the other was feeling. She hardly felt bad for snapping but she understood. “You don’t have to do that,” she stated blankly unsure of what else to say since she wasn’t going to apologize. “I get where you’re coming from just so you know. Jobs can suck.”

[zaryacross-blog]

✉  texts → everyone !

callen: aren't firefighters supposed to .. save cats from trees

callen: i don't know, he's just acting weird

zarya: Perhaps if the cat were on FIRE

zarya: Aside from that no it's not in the job description.

zarya: If you want my help then you need to be more detailed. I'm not a damn vet. Or dog mind reader.

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dcvileyes:

“you know of something, lady? you are a goddamn psychopath.” michael complained, taking a step back just for good measure. “when the apocalypse happen, you’ll try to become a tyrant and then you’re going to die a really nasty death once you get overthrown by the good guys, and i cannot wait to watch that happen.”

“Sociopath, actually,” Zarya corrected just for the hell of it. As he backed up she pretended to lunge at him before letting out a sharp laugh. “I hate people. I’m not about to try to rule the idiots who manage to survive this shit. That would be helpful to them and I’d prefer to watch them burn. People have never done anything for me and I sure as hell plan to return that favor by doing nothing for them. When it comes I’ll look out for me and mine but nice try thinking you know something about me. That was almost cute.”

[zaryacross-blog]

✉  texts → everyone !

callen: well damn lmao

callen: you can't even help a dog?

zarya: I fight fires.

zarya: Saving cats and dogs is not my thing and I've already done one this week.

zarya: What in the hell is even wrong with it?

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[exorcismarchive-blog]

I was raised feral, and I mostly stayed that way.

Gillian Flynn, Dark Places (via mythaelogy)

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— Anne Carson, Grief Lessons: Four Plays by Euripides

[zaryacross-blog]

dcvileyes:

“christ, do you see this?” mickey asked, staring at himself in the small, broken hand mirror as he pulled back slightly, wide eyes as he stared at his companion. “i’ve had this fake eyelashes on for, like, three days now and this shit won’t come off for anything. i think i might need to go to the er.”

“I’ll pull them off,” Zarya offered as she heard him speaking and felt a small spark of intrigue. “You just have to promise you’ll scream.”

[zaryacross-blog]

holloweycs:

                 coffee shops are becoming increasingly crowded. with the end of the world approaching, it’s surprising to say the least ; give people a death sentence, and still, all they’ll want is a coffee. he’s simply trying to read the iliad in piece, until another corporate coffee sipper drops into the seat beside him, attempting to exchange pleasantries. he doesn’t want small talk, he wants to be left alone.

 “a man dumps the body of a girl in a ditch,” jack begins, eyes on his companion, part of him determined to make them leave, before the person he was actually waiting for gets here. “the body rots. melts into slime. flowers pop up where the body lies, seeds fly out of the flowers, and a bee sucks the flowers and makes honey. and then the family of the girl buys the honey from the store. and the family eat the girl.”

Overhearing the dark words as she pushed through the crowded shop Zarya couldn’t help but smirk. She easily found Jack in the crowd taunting some random coffee addict that looked rather put off. Playing off of that she moved behind the person and leaned in close. “I’m gonna eat you,” she growled suddenly startling the girl so bad that she dropped the cup of coffee to the ground. Letting out a bark of laughter she stood back up and gave Jack a look. One he would surely understand. Why the fuck are we meeting in this place was the look she gave.

“That was fun,” Zarya stated bluntly as she stepped around the girl making sure to bump her as she did. The shocked noise was all she got in reply but it was enough. “Why the fuck are we here and not somewhere with less people?”

[zaryacross-blog]

graysturner:

“remind me why i’m still spending my last couple of…months or whatever working at a job i hate,” grayson questioned before forcing a sigh through her teeth. “i mean, i don’t like being a dick, but it is so hard when people are yelling at you for their mistakes.” 

“Fucking quit already. I will not waste my day coddling someone I only know as the coffee chick,” Zarya answered bluntly as she waited for the simple cup of black coffee. She tried to ignore the girl but she just kept talking. “I didn’t order conversation. Can I just get my coffee? Thanks.”

[zaryacross-blog]

staygvld:

     “ i know you do–- ” raelyn watched as her sister moved to sit closer to her before feeling the chain being taken from her. “ it’s not–- it’s not even just losing this, ” she hesitated, trying to admit it. “ i’m forgetting them both–- i held on to every little thing i knew for so long and it’s basically all for nothing, whatever i still remember won’t even matter when the asteroid hits. ”

Inspecting the chain Zarya wondered if perhaps she could find a way to fix it. She had nothing else to do so why not? Or maybe they could make it better even. Something old and new. Hearing Rae speak up with the soft hesitation made her pause in her thoughts and focus back in. “It’s not for nothing. It matters to you which is not nothing. Fuck the asteroid. We’ll find a way to survive and you can remember them in new ways. The ways you would have made them proud. We can do things that make you think of them. It matters, Rae. Not a lot of things make me believe that but this does. You matter to me and by extension of that this now matters to me too.”

[zaryacross-blog]

behxmbles:

Jamie typically like to lurk around the neighborhood with his camera in hand, mouth spewing whatever came to his head first; normally, that was just his daily routine and anything he witnessed that day. This day, however, he was staring at the firefighter rescuing a cat from a tree in awe. Luckily, he managed to capture some of it on tape, but he lowered the lens as he approached the woman when the deed was done. “Wow. Hawley’s very own superhero – How does it feel to save the day?”

Surprised to see another person approach her Zarya crossed her arms closing herself off from the idea of another interaction. Her face remained neutral at first but then he spoke and she laughed. A hoarse and unfamiliar sort of sound that didn’t really come from her mouth often and probably didn’t sound much like a normal laugh. “That’s cute. Truly. I’m anything but a hero. More like an antihero if anything.”