#(v. eris evans)

[pridepoisoned]

@aelirus / continued from here

Are you busy...?

Eris laughs humorlessly at the question, her perfect features shifting with mirth as she moves to rise with languid ease from her mahogany throne (uncoiling like a serpent.)

Oh, if only Cyrus knew just how busy she'd been since his exile. How busy she'd been, crafting a fresh identity for herself while coating her hands unflinchingly in that same-old blood, conquering Devon's corporate hierarchy with that same-old brutal efficiency, a skill honed during her years as Galactic's proud commander-enforcer. (She had ravenously sunk her fangs into a new cause now--but a few reminders of her past always seemed to leak through the little fissures of time and space. Hence, Cyrus.)

"Extremely busy, but I had to make time for this. Why don't you close the door and take a seat?" she invites with a nod towards the comfortable chairs ringing her desk. Eris doesn't actually seem to care if Cyrus does so, but a little thrill rushes through her veins all the same. (In a past life, Jupiter was the one who rushed to fulfill Cyrus's whims...but now Eris holds the reins with uncompromising confidence, basking in this stifling tension, this unexpected reunion.)

Eris walks towards the window, letting the sunbeams wash over her as the beautiful Hoenn landscape sparkles beyond the panes, her glasses gleaming ominously. "...Did you ever find the new world that you sought?" (You. Your world.)

The murmured question is a loaded one, 'new world' falling from Eris's saccharine lips with a hint of resentment, revulsion. It carries an unspoken, subtle demand. Explain yourself.

[pridepoisoned]

Lusamine outlines her points with a practiced, near-mechanical ease, and Eris Evans wastes little time scrawling the digestible bullets between the margins of her notepad, glasses glinting in the sunlight as she nods along.

There's already a silent understanding within this pristine chamber: details are everything. Information is valuable data. Information is power.

Behind her innocuous smile, Eris's eyes gleam, searching for an opening or crack while holding her own cards close. Lusamine--the impassive leader of this realm--is likely doing the same. And so, this guarded exchange--this courteous dance--continues on. Aether's apex exudes a suffocating, blinding aura, yet Eris soldiers on, daring to stare unflinchingly at the Foundation's proverbial sun.

(How many poor souls had floundered in front of this imagined throne? How many of them had been devoured on the spot?)

In the wake of her pitch, most organizations would have already thrown themselves at Eris's feet, begging for the smallest scraps from Devon's unwieldy domain. However, Aether is clearly not 'most organizations,' and the poised representative thrums with anticipation as Lusamine plants her on the back foot, a rare, unfamiliar position. How refreshing.

The president offers her Tentacool thesis--an impressive cavalcade of figures and findings--and Eris receives it with a graceful nod, flipping quietly through the pages, her eager gaze snapping up coastal maps and anatomical diagrams. Judging by this extensive work, it's quite clear that Lusamine is not just a figurehead (the media-proclaimed title of genius is seeming more and more accurate), and an internal growl--repressed and hungry--reverberates within Eris's psyche. The tempting thesis lays before her like fresh meat, an unopened treasure, and--god--she just wants to study, learn, and download everything about it.

Her inner curiosity screams to be sated, and--for a fraction of a second--Eris's poised mask slips, betraying an almost imperceptible twitch of her eye. She slowly clenches and unclenches her hand as Lusamine poses a question amidst the silence, composed as ever. Control.

"When I first joined Devon, the corporation was still reeling from the aftershocks of the Delta Incident. The board was not used to the outside attention, the intense public scrutiny...so they hid in shame, locking everyone and everything under strict confidentiality agreements while refusing any outside assistance. It seems like you and Aether were caught up in the crossfire of their hasty shutdown," Eris explains with a frown and apologetic nod. "Please allow me to apologize for the actions of my prior colleagues, President Delacroix. Personally, I believed the board's decision to be quite self-centered and spineless, but I was just a researcher back then. I lacked influence."

"However, as my profile within the Corporation has grown, I have worked tirelessly to reopen collaborative doors to the outside. Devon has so much untapped potential, and so much to learn from forward-thinking parties. Like Aether." Eris glances down at the thesis approvingly. "Like yourself."

"I agree that sustainability is a pressing issue in this resource-strapped world, so why not meld our collective minds to stave off the endgame together, to spread a wider net of influence across our collective regions?" Eris leans forward slightly, her gaze intense with passion. "Aether's innovations on this front are second to none, and Devon has sizable regional influence and decades of valuable research lining its archives. Unlike my predecessors, I believe that research should be shared, not squirreled away to rot."

"Within the next decade, my future vision for Devon involves fostering these outside relationships, building a collective web of influence, and an open exchange of information and findings," she summarizes, finally taking a breath. "This meeting is a big step towards achieving that vision, and yet...if I can be candid with you, President Delacroix, I still had to fight hard for the permission to schedule with you today. The Delta Incident fallout lingers, and the board still clutches to the status quo like a pacifier. It has been...challenging to work under them when they remain so petrified of drastic change, but I will continue to help them see reason. Devon must stride forward with the rest, and it cannot do so alone."

Eris leans back slightly, a rare, frustrated sigh leaking from behind her façade. She is tired. Impatient. Straining at the yoke.

"...You may be wondering why I am fighting so hard to change such a...stubborn entity." A light, airy laugh. "Ever since I aligned with Devon, I have continually shown my worth. Along the way, Devon has provided me with opportunity, security, and--most importantly--freedom. Autonomy."

Eris smiles wistfully, and a wild, hungry glint flickers across her vision. (Another fleeting break in the script, a slight crack in the mask. Easy to miss.)

"I will confess that I often find myself consumed by curiosity. The pursuit of progress. Despite the shortcomings of its board, Devon has done a satisfactory job whetting my appetite and meeting my needs thus far."

"So long as I remain satisfied, Devon will have my allegiance and retain my services. Pending better circumstances being offered elsewhere, of course..." Eris's smile widens. "As you mentioned previously, President Delacroix: self-preservation is everything."

♫♪

noun: aether

CHEMISTRY: a pleasant-smelling colorless volatile liquid that is highly flammable. It is used as an anesthetic and as a solvent or intermediate in industrial processes.

LITERARY: the clear sky; the upper regions of air beyond the clouds.

Lusamine had bathed the Aether Paradise in light purposefully. It caused the foundation to radiate with a brilliance that was incapable of being ignored. There wasn't a soul in the greater scientific community that did not know of President Delacroix's contributions, nor were they ignorant of the masterfully crafted sanctum that had been built at sea; the VLFS was a marvel to behold, and set Aether apart from its competitors.

But the light was artificial. Truly, does a creature in captivity understand the difference between the brightness of the sun, and the manufactured light from a UVB bulb?

Light is essential to living beings: it sustains, and it provides guidance.

Light assists predators just as much as prey, unfortunately, and those who worked under Lusamine's hand are well-aware of her penchant for preventing people from slipping into dark corners. Lusamine saw everything, and kept light in mind when designing the monochrome fortress.

It is difficult to hide from the precision of a Lurantis when there are no shadows to seek refuge in.

It is a privilege to be invited into the highest spire where Aether's pious leader spent her days working restlessly to provide guidance and structure to her associates. There she sits, hands resting on the top of her desk, fingers folded against one another as Devon's finest introduces herself, and speaks of her intentions. One leg is crossed over the other beneath her desk, the tips of her toes idly tapping to a silent crescendo playing in the back of her mind.

Conversations of this nature are always handled with a careful focus, so that Lusamine does not miss out on a single detail. Those eyes remain focused on Eris, taking in her body language-- or lack there of. Had she been made aware of Lusamine's disdain for over-animation? Or was this woman naturally this poised?

Occasionally, notes are written by a steady hand on Lusamine's notepad. Even though she sat atop a monument founded by scientific innovation, she still wrote notes by hand during business pitches.

"Branch Manager Sauvageau is a valuable asset to Aether. I will inform him of your compliment," Lusamine responds plainly once Eris Evans places punctuation at the end of her pitch. Despite of Faba's shortcomings, he had remained a moldable, workable association, one that Lusamine could not afford to let go of.

"Clean energy is a divisive subject, Ms. Evans. It is the singular most important achievement that humans must work towards in order to maintain the wellbeing of this planet, and extend its habitability. There are very few organisms that will be capable of surviving a world stripped of its resources-- countless, remarkable Pokémon are threatened by needless waste," Lusamine speaks.

"There are powerful men in the energy sectors that do not wish to hear reason. What is positive for the environment, is poison to their business. Because of this, there has been pushback on several legal fronts: regulations and laws that are severely outdated need to be changed in many regions, such as Unova. The Aether Foundation has been lobbying against these archaic laws for some time now," she turns in her office chair, and leans down. A manilla envelope is pulled out of a desk drawer, and placed between the two of them.

"When the Delta Incident occurred several years ago, Aether had attempted to contact the Mossdeep Space Station. I wanted to know exactly what had been spotted beyond our atmosphere-- purely to offer incite. We were denied information," she explains, opening the envelope, and retrieving what appeared to be a thesis paper.

"Since then, I have not made any attempts to collaborate with Devon. I have a personal interest in the Hoenn region, Ms. Evans. Its ecosystem is rich in diversity. I spent an extensive amount of time researching the currents and how they effected the local Tentacool population," Lusamine slides the paper over, showing it to her. It is clear that Lusamine's interest in Hoenn was legitimate.

"A competent agent from Devon has been lacking for years now. As I mentioned earlier, you come to me with a great deal of praise, but I have reasons to be cautious. As do you. Anybody with an iota of self-preservation should always tread this field carefully."

There is another pause, allowing the air to settle.

"Where do you see Devon, and yourself, standing in the next decade?"

[g1rlsp1ckins]

𝒯HE 𝒮HIFTING ✶ 𝒜RCHIVES

    ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀    ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀𝖜𝖊𝖑𝖈𝖔𝖒𝖊 𝖙𝖔 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖛𝖊𝖗𝖘𝖎𝖔𝖓𝖘 𝖔𝖋 𝖒𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖒𝖔𝖘𝖙 𝖕𝖊𝖔𝖕𝖑𝖊 𝖉𝖔𝖓'𝖙 𝖌𝖊𝖙 𝖙𝖔 𝖒𝖊𝖊𝖙 ⭑.ᐟ

these are some of my drs and dr selves for you to get to know!!

˗ˏˋ shows/movies ⭑.ᐟ

‧ house of the dragon : (1) myrielle baratheon, 19 yrs, women of the storm, s/o - aemond targaryen, trope: enemies to lovers - slowburn | (2) alysanne hightower, 33 yrs, alicent's younger sister, s/o - rhaenyra targaryen, trope: best friend's sister

little life ask game (1)

‧ arcane : sage, 20 yrs, jinx's guardian, s/o - vi, trope: childhood friends to lovers - slowburn

baked good ask game

dr introduction

‧ teenwolf : olympia lennox, 17 yrs, new girl/witch, s/o - stiles stilinski, trope: enemies to lovers - forced proximity

‧ modern marauders : florence lupin, 19 yrs, the younger sister of remus lupin, slytherin, s/o - regulus black, trope: friends to lovers

s/o ask game

dr introduction

s/o ask game

valentine's day

s/o ask game

the slytherin dorms

‧ percy jackson : aurora ward, 19 yrs, cabin 7's big sister, s/o - luke castellan, trope: childhood friends to lovers to enemies

‧ xo kitty : delilah kavinsky, 17 yrs, the better kavinsky, s/o - minho moon + kitty song covey, trope: enemies to lovers - opposites attract

‧ tsitp : juliet holloway, 16 yrs, cousins' princess, s/o - belly conklin, trope: slowburn - forbidden

‧ gen v : juno elise dunlap, 20 yrs, godolkin's top student, s/o - jordan li, trope: academic rivals - friends to lovers

baked goods ask game

scream : emerson stryker, 18 yrs, woodsboro's favourite final girl, s/o - chad meeks-martin, trope: frenemies to lovers

‧ twisters : darcy carter, 20 yrs, storm photographer, s/o - tyler owens, trope: he fell first

‧ the maze runner : wren, 18 yrs, the first girl runner, s/o - thomas, trope: friends to enemies to lovers

‧ wednesday : eris wraith, 16 yrs, siren of your dreams, s/o - tyler galpin, trope: grumpy x sunshine

‧ spiderverse : maeve parker, 16 yrs, everyone's favourite spider, s/o - miles morales, trope: friends to lovers

‧ mcu : demetria alexander, 20 yrs, the mystery avenger, s/o - tba

˗ˏˋ anime ⭑.ᐟ

‧ mha (college) : emerson walker, 19 yrs, women of the thunder, s/o - bakugou katsuki + midoriya izuku, trope: love triangle - slowburn

‧ one piece : vaelora calendine, 18 yrs, surge surge fruit user, s/o - monkey d. luffy/usopp, trope: found family - slow burn

‧ naruto : seraphina senju, 18 yrs, the heart of the leaf village, s/o - naruto uzumaki, trope: friends to lovers

‧ haikyuu (college) : jamie lynn oikawa, 19 yrs, the better oikawa, s/o - tba

‧ jjk : delphine magdelena, 18 yrs, sunshine of jujutsu tech, s/o - suguru geto + satoru gojo, trope: friends to lovers/friends to enemies to lovers

˗ˏˋ lifestyle ⭑.ᐟ

‧ fame : (1) cameron walker, 24 yrs, popstar princess, s/o - mike faist, trope: coworkers to lovers | (2) juliet bishop, 24 yrs, the chameleon, s/o - timothée chalamet, trope: he fell first

‧ songwriter/producer : avery page, 22 yrs, lyricist of the century, s/o - daniel seavy, trope: childhood friends to lovers

‧ sam & colby : josephine sinclair, 21 yrs, empath, s/o - sam goldbach, trope: invisible string theory

‧ one direction : scarlett rose evans, 18 yrs, the missing piece, s/o - zayn malik, trope: black cat + orange cat - extreme slow burn

‧ farmer's daughter : charlotte campbell, 21 yrs, the town's jewel, s/o - beckett dawson, trope: strangers to lovers

dr introduction

˗ˏˋ kpop/kdrama ⭑.ᐟ

‧ true beauty : sofia reed, 18 yrs, saebom's favourite, s/o - han seojun, trope: frenemies to lovers

‧ itaewon class : elliot dunn, 20 yrs, itaewon's biggest party girl, s/o - park saeroyi, trope: mentor + mentee - slowburn

‧ le sserafim : emerson walker, 21 yrs, nation's sweetheart, s/o - stephen yoon, trope: childhood friends to lovers

‧ txt : devon hill, 21 yrs, korea's it girl, s/o - byeon wooseok, trope: coworkers to lovers

‧ katseye : sloane holden, 19 yrs, original katseye member, s/o - daniela avanzini, trope: childhood friends to lovers

‧ ru next : devon moore, 21 yrs, rubymoon's lovergirl, s/o - chanelle moon, trope: soulmates

‧ own gg : evelyn grey, 22 yrs, 4th gen trend setter, s/o - park wonbin, trope: moon and sun

‧ own co-ed group : devon sinclair, 21 yrs, 4th gens ace, s/o - lee seokmin, trope: soul-tied

‧ own survival group : rhiannon graham, 21 yrs, the mesmerizing aura, s/o seo changbin, trope: he fell first

˗ˏˋ other ⭑.ᐟ

‧ the naturals : lorelai montgomery, 19 yrs, the mind reader, s/o - dean redding, trope: slowburn

feel free to ask me questions! i am going to do longer intros so if anyone is interested in any of these or wants to talk about just lmk!!! <3

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[battyaboutbooksreviews]

🌈 Queer Books Coming Out in April 2024 🌈

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❤️ Spring on the Peninsula - Ery Shin 🧡 When I Arrived at the Castle - Emily Carroll 💛 Bloodline - Jenn Alexander 💚 Grey Dog - Elliott Gish 💙 Every Time You Hear That Song - Jenna Voris 💜 I'm in Love with the Villainess v. 2 - Inori and Hanagata ❤️ The Caravaggio Syndrome - Alessandro Giardino 🧡 Leather, Lace, and Locs - Anne Shade 💛 Firebugs - Nico Bulling 💙 I Married My Female Friend v.2 - Shio Usui 💜 The Final Curse of Ophelia Cray - Christine Calella 🌈 A Sweet Sting of Salt - Rose Sutherland ❤️ The Selected Shepherd: Poems - Reginald Shepherd 🧡 Rough Trade - Katrina Carrasco 💛 Aubrey McFadden is Never Getting Married - Georgia Beers 💚 Taming of a Rebel - Eada Friesian 💙 Dayspring - Anthony Oliveira 💜 The Titanic Survivors Book Club - Timothy Schaffert ❤️ Orphia And Eurydicius - Elyse John 🧡 The Fellowship of Puzzlemakers - Samuel Burr 💛 A Good Happy Girl - Marissa Higgins 💙 Winnie Nash Is Not Your Sunshine - Nicole Melleby 💜 Here We Go Again - Alison Cochrun 🌈 Women! In! Peril! - Jessie Ren Marshall

❤️ Blood City Rollers - V. P. Anderson and Tatiana Hill 🧡 The Prospects - KT Hoffman 💛 Crazy Like a Fox: Adventures in Schizophrenia - Christi Furnas 💚 WATCHNIGHT - Cyree Jarelle Johnson 💙 Love From The Sidelines - Tuesday Harper 💜 The Pleasure in Pain - Roxie Voorhees ❤️ Mal - Perla Zul 🧡 The Black Girl Survives in This One - Desiree S. Evans and Saraciea J. Fennell 💛 Darker by Four - June C.L. Tan 💙 Otherworldly - F.T. Lukens 💜 Hearts Still Beating - Brooke Archer 🌈 Tryst Six Venom - Penelope Douglas

❤️ Teenage Dirtbags - James Acker 🧡 The Heart Wants What It Wants - D.M. Batten 💛 Something Kindred by Ciera Burch 💚 Sheine Lende - Dr. Darcie Little Badger & Rovina Cai 💙 Rainbow Overalls - Maggie Fortuna 💜 Flowers for Dead Girls - Abigail Collins ❤️ Canto Contigo - Jonny Garza Villa

❤️ Court of Wanderers - Rin Chupeco 🧡 Molten Death - Leslie Karst 💛 Triad Magic - ‘Nathan Burgoine 💚 You, Me and Bad Movies - Twoony 💙 The Faithful Dark - Cate Baumer 💜 A Case for Discretion - Ashley Moore ❤️ Party of Fools - Cedar McCloud 🧡 The Last Love Song - Kalie Holford 💛 This is Me Trying - Racquel Marie 💙 Dear Wendy - Ann Zhao 💜 Sun Eater - Dre Levant 🌈 The Breakup Lists - Adib Khorram

❤️ Bad Dream - Nicole Maines & Rye Hickman 🧡 If We Were Stars - Eule Grey 💛 The Broken Lines of Us - Shia Woods 💚 Eye of the Ouroboros - Megan Bontrager 💙 Henry Henry - Allen Bratton 💜 Dear Bi Men - JR Yussuf ❤️ Paige Not Found - Jen Wilde 🧡 Mechanic Shop Femme’s Guide to Car Ownership - Chaya Milchtein 💛 Wide Awake Now - David Levithan 💙 Merciless Saviors - H.E. Edgmon 💜 Smile and Be a Villain - Yves Donlon 🌈 Crash Landing - Charmaine Anne Li

❤️ Call Forth a Fox - Markelle Grabo 🧡 Central Avenue Poetry Prize 2024 - Beau Adler 💛 Good Bones - Aurora Rey 💚 Curiosities - Anne Fleming 💙 Someone You Can Build a Nest in - John Wiswell 💜 Revisiting Summer Nights - Ashley Bartlett ❤️ Bright Spring - Emmaline Strange

❤️ Girls Night - I.S. Belle 🧡 Late Bloomer - Mazey Eddings 💛 Withered - A.G.A. Wilmot 💚 A Wolf Steps in Blood - Tamara Jerée 💙 It Always Finds Me - Anthology 💜 Dulhaniyaa - Talia Bhatt ❤️ Moon Dust in My Hairnet - JR Creaden 🧡 Blood Justice - Terry J. Benton-Walker 💛 Relinquishing Control - J.J. Arias

❤️ Selamlik - Khaled Alesmael 🧡 Houseswap 101 - Jaime Clevenger 💛 Earthflown by Frances Wren & Litarnes 💚 Covenant v.1 - LySandra Vuong 💙 Honey - Victor Lodato 💜 The Dragonfly Gambit - A.D. Sui ❤️ Double Dyno - Sharon K Angelici & Taylor Rose

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name ideas pt1: ft - all our alters names

A: Abyss, Ace, Achillies, Adventurer, Alex, Apple, Archer, Archie, Art, Arti, Aspen, Aster, Astrid, Atlas, August, Axyl

B: Basil, Bear, Bee, Ben, Blue, Bones, Bonnie, Boo, Boomer, Boris, Borl, Bottle

C: Calip, Callie, Calypso, Candy, Cast, Charlie, Chayanne, Chloe, Cloud, Clown, Cody, Cole, Colin, Color, Connor, Corvead, Cosmos, Crow, Crowley, Cryptid, Cypher

D: Daemon, Daffodil, David, Daz, Delta, Dew, Dex, Doughy, Dr Sunshine, Dream, Dylan

E: Eli, Emry, Ender, Enot, Erin, Eris, Evan

F: Fang, Fawn, Fazbear, Felix, Fern, Flowey, Flynn, Foxy, Freddy, Fundy, Funtime

G: Ghostbur, Gummy

H: Hayley. Horse

I: Illiad, Ink, Isaac, Iv

J: Jack, Jacob, Jake, Jasper, Jax, Juno

K Kai, Kirby, Kitzo, Kyra, Kyri

L: Leif, Levi, Lily, Limbo, Link, Lukas

M: Mabel, Mae, Majora, Mako, Malachai, Mangle, Mask, Meeko, Melo, MI, Micheal, Mimic, Mistress, Monster, Moon, Mrs Delight

N: N, Nameless, Nathan, Nexus, Nick, Night, Nightcat, Nightmare, Nikki

O: Oddity, Omori, Ori, Otherbur

P: Papyrus, Pathfinder, Pebbles, Philza, Plauge, Possom, Proxy

R: Rain, Ranboo, Raven, Reaper, Remi, Ren, Reverie, Revive, Riv, Riven, Rivult, Rose

S: Sage, Saint, Sal, Sammy Lawrence, Sans, Scar, Seros, Silas, Siren, Six, Slime, Sneeg, Spear, Spearmaster, Spencer, Springtrap, Sprinkles, Star, Strawbee, Sun, Sundrop, Survivor, Survy

T: Tallulah, Taz, Techno, Teddy, Terror, Tessa, The Puppet, Theseus, Timan, Toby, Tommy, Toriel, Trevor, Tubbo, Twilight

V: Valem, Ven, Venus, Vesper, Vio, Violet, Vive, Void

W: Webber, Wilbur, William

X: X

Z: Zane, Zer0, Zero

Written by: Crow 📚🌿 - they/he/she Q: What names does the collective go by? A: Moth, Ren, Leaf, Bones, Box, Demetri, Demi, Phantom, and Ghost! We mostly go by Moth and Ren though!

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[pridepoisoned]

Eris lets Ree bluster away, maintaining her nonchalant gaze on the rippling waters. It's no use arguing with them. In order to continue thriving, some self-righteous youths just need to hear themselves talk.

"...I do regret sending you those packages. Perhaps we both are imperfect, just as you said," she murmurs, glancing backwards with a small smile. "However, I believe it's perfectly fine to play god every now and then. What you see as selfishness, I see as service. I approach life's choices from positions of logic and power, and I resolve them how I see fit..."

Eris's gaze seems to dull, the purple hues detached and cold. "...Even if I have to bend people and nature to their breaking points to achieve my goals."

A sudden prick on her ankle seems to snap the researcher out of her reverie. A young Mareanie is hungrily clinging to her foot, sharp teeth and spines digging into the skin. Eris makes no move to shake off the poisonous anemone, smile returning as she spots a small mass of brutal stars tumbling on the waves towards the shoreline. A pen is raised to her papers.

"You can observe from a safer distance, if you'd like," she warns Ree lightly, narrowing her eyes as she pulls out her notes, clearly not intending to interfere with the landfall. "What's about to happen isn't for the faint of heart."

"Problem: what occurs when a starving Mareanie spawn rolls towards a shore deserted of natural prey, desperate for anything to eat? The natural solution may be cruel, but nature always has one. Do you know what it is for this scenario?"

ah. There it is.

Grownups sure have a funny way of remembering things.

“I think we remember this differently,” they say, dryly. “I remember you catching that specific Corsola to feed to the Mariaine. That’s not the circle of life. That was just you playing god. I wouldn’t fuss about it if it were wild Pokémon. That’s just how it is. But you were trying to conduct your weird little experiments an’ that wasn’t fair to either of the Pokémon. Not to mention, you kept sendin’ me fucked up gifts. Don’t think I forgot about that.”

they don’t sound accusatory. But just like they had built up Eris in their head to be an evil woman, she’s got some pretty fucked up assumptions about them, too.

“I’m not a good hero,” they add. “Not for Alola, anyway. You’ve probably looked into me. Yeah? You know that I’m part of a gang. You know that Po Town is a town where the power goes out more often’n not, and that we’re looked down on by most of the people around here. Mail won’t deliver to my home. Our Pokémon center has been busted since before I can remember. For a long time, we didn’ even have enough food to go around. So hearin’ you assume that I’m some sort of goody two shoes kinda pisses me off.”

They are a social outcast. Even if they’ve been climbing, Ree knows where they stand when it comes to what the majority of people think of them.

they stick out a thumb and jab it to their own chest.

“I’m Po Towns Hero. Not alola’s hero. Not even ula’ula’s hero. I stick up for the losers… so don’t get it twisted.”

… they let their hand fall, and drop back to their knees. They look out to the sea.

“… but I’ll wait with you.”

[aelirus]

[for your v: repentance verse! we can workshop this further if you want--]

The guest is on his way upstairs.

ERIS EVANS hums with acknowledgement, switching the intercom off and leaning back in her office chair. Her Devon workspace sprawls before her: a space full of ornate wood furniture, sealed documents stored in ominous file cabinets, and little machine parts littering her oaken desk. The Hoenn sunlight filters through the huge glass windows, providing the former commander with a stunning view of the nearby forest sprawl, Chimney smoking in the distance.

(She's used her guile, venom, and teeth to ascend to this position. All by herself, imperious and wild on the throne.)

But when Cyrus finally appears in the doorway, Eris feels her mask slip for a fleeting moment, a mixture of emotions thrumming past her temple. A frown, a curl of the glossy lip, quickly replaced with...something more neutral. Frosty and perfect.

"...It's you," she murmurs, betraying nothing, sitting up a bit straighter. The invitation into the office is an unspoken one.

The walls of office buildings were beyond familiar for the former Galactic Boss. Sinnoh, Hoenn; they all had a sterile, hope-devouring sameness about them that he once found comfortable. Now, as he climbed his way up the stairs of the Devon building, he was unsettled to find he felt stifled.

Surely, in no way could that feeling be a simultaneous result of knowing he was about to come face to face with one of the few people in his life he'd ever considered a valuable asset. A living reminder of his failure.

He was closer and closer, now, until all that seperated them was a wall. He'd seen recent images, footage, of Jupiter-- Eris as she was now called-- but found himself unable to divorce the idea of her and her old self in his mind.

Wasn't that amazing? Space and Time, they are only what you made of them. If he stopped now, he could have that memory of her lodged in his head until it dimmed and faded away entirely. He would never have to be aware of another reality of her.

Regardless of how tempting the idea was- the ability to control life even in the most minor of ways- Cyrus couldn't hesitate. This future he was about to come face-to-face with would be yet another puzzle for him to figure out.

Let the world challenge me, he'd think. I will find the solution each time.

And then the veil, the old world, was ripped away from his consciousness, just as simply as walking through a doorway.

She looked different yet the same. The jaw, the nose, the eyes remained untouched, but her hair and outfit was so dissonant with what Cyrus knew her as. She'd find her expression reflected back at her, but it somehow gave even less insight.

"Perceptive." One would expect him to sound different after having been dragged to an alternate dimension and back... but it might be that the presence of those who he once commanded placed him in a certain mindset. Unlike with the youth that foiled his plans, he felt it inappropriate to be anything but distant with his old comrades.

His style of dress hadn't changed: business-casual wear that did just what it needed to come across formal while prioritising his comfort. The eye bags beneath his eyes were ever-dark, hair untouched. He was a phantom of the past.

The unspoken invitation into Eris' space was accepted easily, crossing the threshold and then stopping halfway into the room. Going just far enough to impose while still demonstrating his little desire for closeness.

"Are you busy?"

That was different. Instead of knowing things, or finding them out for himself, or deciding what was the best use of someone else's time- he was asking her. He must've felt unfamiliar saying it, too, because he broke his eye contact to gaze about the room. It felt "casual" in an awkward, planned way.

[pridepoisoned]

"...Ah. The Red Chain is back in play?"

Eris hums, her fingers brushing over the latest international news. Some familiar faces were making headlines once again, and...her interest was certainly piqued. The former commander, now a polished head of Devon, was too seasoned to get involved with such...messy incidents. No, she much preferred to work in the shadows, her true intentions (that fanged hunger) obscured by a perfect mask.

Eris laughs, and even that feels like a practiced performance. She remembers her heavy hand in creating those god-shackles, every ounce of suffering that was poured into every malicious, twisted link. The Lake Trio suffered unimaginable torment to create Galactic's warped invention. The chain was no toy, not meant to be hidden away like a guilty treasure, not meant to be possessed by any one being. (It probably should have been cast into the void along with Cyrus, all those years ago.)

But, let these fools learn Sinnoh's lesson all over again. The Red Chain wasn't her problem. Not anymore.

[pridepoisoned-a]

“Lately, I’ve heard that many trainers seem to be against the idea of Master Ball mass production, but I cannot follow their reasoning at all. Why shouldn’t we invest more time into making Master Balls cheaply available to the public?”

“The privileged, influential few who have used or even seen a Master Ball freely spit out lectures down from their pedestals, while ignoring the fact that the average trainer needs to beat down a wild Pokemon before even earning a chance to catch it...in a frustratingly unreliable Ball, no less. I’ve seen it play out again and again--weakened Pokemon struggle to escape these faulty trappings, only for the trainer to pepper them with fresh capsules and attacks until they have no choice but to submit. It’s barbaric...” 

“The Master Ball is an incredibly innovative piece of technology. It is 100% efficient, eliminating the excess waste caused by shattered, discarded capsules. It does away with the cruel ritual of battle against wild Pokemon, as they are caught without injury or incident. And capsule engineering is advancing every day--while not comparable in reputation or raw reliability, the Quick Ball showcases the potential behind efficient, painless capture.”

“It’s time to stop gatekeeping the Master Ball. Imagine a future where every young trainer has the opportunity to catch Pokemon affordably and efficiently, without the need for violence “

“...Doesn’t that sound lovely?”   

[magiaesabiduria]

@mirrcrxball

[text: Eris] I’m almost scared to ask... but what exactly are you seeing right now?

[ text : Evan ] That’s fair. I’m just saying sometimes I wish I could take pictures. No one would believe this shit.  [ text : Evan ] Oh, don’t worry your pretty little head, sweetness. Tonight I’m just talking about this view of the stars. 

[pridepoisoned]

keeping it 100 for @reiketsui (drabblin')

Eris Evans is upset. Archer is in her office, which usually means that something is wrong with their little...arrangement.

"Your minions were supposed to be discreet," she hisses through her teeth. "I used my remaining goodwill to release those bumbling idiots from custody, but the police still have my vials of Qwilfish toxin in their possession. And they're starting to ask questions."

Eris leans back, resting her white-knuckled hands upon the oak.

"I'm displeased, Fujihara. You know how lucrative our partnership has been thus far," she murmurs. "How do you plan to make it up to me, I wonder...?"

[pridepoisoned-a]

SPOTIFY DRABBLES | accepting!!

@hatsudenki​​​ said: 69 (nice)

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▶ A BOY IS A GUN* - Tyler, the Creator No, don’t shoot me down...

For the first time in a long time, the normally secluded Hokulani Observatory is buzzing with international activity. Scientific figures, invited from every corner of the Pokemon world, cram themselves into the celestial research center’s sprawling interior to take notes on rarely-seen Alolan projects, all of them marveling at the prodigious telescope crowning Mount Hokulani. Molayne, the organizer of this impressive science fair, is a mess of handshakes, greetings, and stress as he zooms around the venue, fretting over accommodations. Sophocles puffs his chest out proudly as some scientists take the time to marvel over latest gadgetry.

Eris Evans, representing Devon Corp all the way from Hoenn as one of its lead researchers, is lucky to be here among such brilliant minds. And yet, while her supposed colleagues in the scientific community fight childishly for ‘telescope time,’ she remains nonplussed (it’s old news, since the former Commander has seen the manipulation of space once before.) Instead, Eris loiters near the windswept entrance, wondering how she can escape the event without attracting attention. See, while everyone else was busy fawning over the Hokulani telescope, the researcher took the opportunity to “borrow” the Steelium Z-Crystal from its display case, deftly replacing the precious artifact with a carefully-constructed replica. No one is the wiser, but the crystal--so full of potential for Devon’s future energy endeavors!--is burning a hole in her lab coat. The whole operation is a risky little heist, especially for a calculating person like herself. Eris curses softly under her breath. Fool.

She can’t stay here for much longer, but to leave now--with everybody in the main atrium still getting to know each other--is suspicious.

Her amethyst gaze sweeps over the room before falling upon a pair of interesting subjects, also apparently separated from the main crowd by choice. With that ever-present small smile on her lips, Eris wanders over towards Clarissa and ZED, mentally noting the former’s intimidating figure, jagged scars cutting up toned arms. However, Eris forges ahead, not even bothering to introduce herself as she adjusts her glasses and examines ZED with an intrigued curiosity. The former Commander was present when Team Galactic downloaded experimental code into a group of trial Porygon, augmenting their abilities but ultimately corrupting their internal programming with strange errors. The Dubious Disc...even now, it’s strangely nostalgic.

“I never thought that I would run into a Z model here, especially one without any outward defects. Porygon is such a fascinating Pokemon, isn’t it?” Eris murmurs quietly, tearing her gaze away from ZED to finally look in Clarissa’s direction, her eyes twinkling. “Forgive my curiosity, but did you make any updates to the source code before upgrading your model? If I recall correctly, the original disc data contained some significant...imperfections.”      

You so motherfuckin' dangerous (you started with a mere hello) You so motherfuckin' dangerous You got me by my neck (a boy is a gun)...        

[pridepoisoned]

Throughout her years serving as Devon's most charismatic carnivore, Eris has broken down many of the Pokemon world's most brilliant minds, wooing them with enticing promises and scintillating deals until they become putty in her hands. Sleek laboratories, symposiums, conferences, and boardrooms are her hunting grounds, and the former commander rarely returns back to Devon empty-handed, an enraptured scientist or small business clutched tightly in her grip.

And now, her visit to Aether Paradise--a reclusive, untapped refuge ripe with data and potential--provides a fresh opportunity for Eris to sink her teeth into a new target. So far, Faba is playing his role of staunch overseer to an expert-level degree, fending off her swaying compliments with stubborn disinterest. He's obviously disciplined, well-forged in the world of science...and hiding many secrets beneath his harried surface.

Eris doesn't mind Faba's complicated character thus far. If anything, he's proving to be more entertaining this way. Her glasses gleam ominously as she follows the guide into Aether's underworld, the surrounding greenery falling away to reveal a sleek, futuristic artificiality.

"The most impactful scientific advancements can only occur when certain lines are crossed," she responds evenly to Faba's inquiry, arching her eyebrow with bemusement as the soundproof elevator continues to whisk them both away. "Societal expectations and norms often only serve as roadblocks to true progress, so I don't acknowledge them. As we've both said, our time is short. Why not spend said time discovering as much as possible, without worry of restrictions?"

Eris's intense gaze almost seems to glow within the plunging elevator, her narrowed amethyst conveying a very clear unspoken message. Heretical or not, science over everything. Always.

"...In short, I'd like to think we're on the same page," she concludes as the Aether descent finally begins to slow. "Devon offers complete scientific freedom, so I think you'll find it quite difficult to surprise me with the nature of your projects here."

Eris tilts her head, surveying her host in the darkness, that smug smile still playing on the edges of her lips.

"...With that being said, allow me to repeat myself: I want to see as much as possible while I'm here. And I do so badly want to be impressed with the impressive scope of your work, Mr. Sauvageau--so you won't hold anything back from me, will you?"

"No--give me your best shot today. Please."

It's almost unfair just how hard it is for Faba to get a read on MISS EVANS... A researcher of his caliber, no doubt, but one so strangely eager — It almost gives even him pause to hear her RAVE so suddenly about her passion as well as her standards. Are they really held so aloft that even HE can't meet them? He keeps his head upturned, lazy gaze following her presence nearby from the downward corner of his eye.

He couldn't sympathize — not entirely — his own vigor, nearly all DEVOURED ( in every sense ) by his work, and ambitions bordering the MONETARY. But he does find one thing that she shares to be entirely factual — he's the BRAINS OF THE FOUNDATION, regardless of where his motives lie, designated scientist and overseer of the endeavors left behind by those unable to see them through — those without the NERVES, the COMMAND, the PRESENCE. Some might call it simple delegation, but Faba would call it what it really is : RECOGNITION. His hands clasp loosely together behind his back, his rigid frame relaxing ever so slightly as the lush grounds of the conservation dome taper off into a sleek and narrow walk way and the elevator rail whispers shut behind them with his authorization.

She's enraptured his attention, HOOK, LINE AND SINKER.

"Yes... I know I'll have my work cut out for me having to entertain he likes of Devon..." His brow quirks upward as he begins to drone on, the vivid light that surrounds them dimming to near darkness in their descent. "THE DICHOTOMY OF THE BODY AND SPIRIT — it's energy..." He speaks again suddenly with more avidity than before. "With the appropriate technology and medical advancement, is that do you think, doable? Or heretical? Think about it carefully, Miss Evans. If you want for me to be that open with you on this tour, I must first likewise assure that you are worthy of my audience. I do hate to waste my time, I'm sure you understand."

[pridepoisoned]

@turnecoat / from here

Eris merely smirks as John blusters away, her hungry eyes studying the detective's reactions, her pen scratching new observations into the fresh paper. After an excruciating minute, the pen pauses in the researcher's grip, the dripping nib hovering over her notes like a venomous fang.

"...Mad at you?" She laughs--so innocent, yet so sinister--and her gaze dances with amusement. "Not a chance. I'm very happy to see you again after all this time, Detective Looker."

"I'm surprised that you can still speak, honestly..." Eris murmurs, pacing around the reeling officer like a hunter, studying him from all angles. "This particular blend of poisons is extremely potent. A typical subject would be catatonic by now, but you've always been quite hardheaded, hm? Interesting, interesting..."

"As much as I'd like to test your resilience further, that's not exactly why you're here," the scientist hums, smiling as she strides over to pat the lab chair. "Why don't you take a seat, Mr. Beladonis? I hear that you've been on many...adventures following Galactic's downfall, and I want to hear all about them. If you cooperate with me, I'll send for dinner and fresh water to help offset some of your symptoms. If not..."

Eris's eyes wander over to the dark recesses of the lab room. Completely cloaked in darkness, a serpentine hiss can be heard from something hidden in the shadows. Threatening.

"...well, I would just hate to use a heavier hand."

[in-my-feels-probably]

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HOUSE OF THE DRAGON

aemond targaryen

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gwayne hightower

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THE LAST OF US

joel miller

GAME OF THRONES

jon snow

robb stark

daenerys targaryen

sansa stark

BRIDGERTON

benedict bridgerton

anthony bridgerton

QUEEN CHARLOTTE

king george

HARRY POTTER (MARAUDERS ERA)

sirius black

james potter

remus lupin

regulus black

lily evans

OUTER BANKS

jj maybank

sarah cameron

rafe cameron

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HARRY POTTER (GOLDEN ERA)

hermione granger

harry potter

theodore nott

GRISHAVERSE

kaz brekker

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steve rogers

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bob reynolds

STRANGER THINGS

steve harrington

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THE WALKING DEAD

rick grimes

alden

daryl dixon

maggie rhee

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lydia

THE BEAR

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richie jerimovich

sydney adamu

THE HUNGER GAMES

peeta mellark

finnick odair

katniss everdeen

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cato

THE BALLAD OF SONGBIRDS AND SNAKES

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THE BOYS

frenchie

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billy butcher

GEN V

marie moreau

emma meyer

sam riordan

CHALLENGERS

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ACOTAR

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nesta archeron

mor

azriel

rhysand

cassian

lucien vanserra

eris vanserra

GILMORE GIRLS

logan huntzberger

INTERVIEW WITH THE VAMPIRE

lestat de lioncourt

SUCCESSION

roman roy

shiobhan roy

tom wambsgans

THE ORIGINALS

klaus mikaelson

rebekah mikaelson

kol mikaelson

THE VAMPIRE DIARIES

enzo st john

bonnie bennet

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anyway that put me in a Mood, and combined with my other recent post it reminded me of an experiment I’ve been pondering for years

google hits for the various permutations of ordering the individual words within ‘Spongebob Squarepants’:

Spongebob Squarepants - 35,900,000 but that one’s kinda expected, not what I’m interested in. Squarepants Spongebob - 843,000 but see below Bobpants Spongesquare - 3,680 Spongepants Squarebob - 2,550 Squarebob Spongepants - 989 Spongesquare Bobpants - 516 Bobsponge Squarepants - 443 Bobsponge Pantssquare - 433 Bobsquare Spongepants - 128 Bobpants Squaresponge - 104 Pantssquare Bobsponge - 83 Squaresponge Bobpants - 55 Pantsbob Squaresponge - 54 Spongepants Bobsquare - 53 Bobsquare Pantssponge - 36 Pantsbob Spongesquare - 33 Spongebob Pantssquare - 10 Spongesquare Pantsbob - 7 Squaresponge Pantsbob - 6 Squarepants Bobsponge - 5 Pantssquare Spongebob - 5 Pantssponge Bobsquare - 3 Squarebob Pantssponge - 1 Pantssponge Squarebob - 1

Squarepants Spongebob gets a ton of false positives from things like The Origin of SpongeBob SquarePants. SpongeBob SquarePants: The Complete First Season (DVD)

also literally like half of these are the titles of YTPs or other forms of youtube shitpost

here’s a chart of all the positions and how many times each word appears in them though (again, excluding those first two lines for being basically irrelevant to this exercise):

1 2 3 4 Sponge 3136 941 4835 283 Bob 4824 1087 715 2569 Square 1056 775 3152 4212 Pants 179 6392 493 2131