#Etta Pierce

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Sci-fi romance author Etta Pierce discusses the process of building her alien universe, writing characters with agency, and what readers can expect next!

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Desperation turns the best of men into monsters.

Etta Pierce, Resistance

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HAPPY LESBIAN DAY TO DC COMICS CANON LESBIANS IN THE MAIN DC UNIVERSE!!!

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Sunday serenity

(repost of old fic)

pairing Matty Healy x Reader

warnings none!

a/n, listen to 'A Sunday Kind Of Love' by Etta James :)

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Sundays were always your favourite because there were no expectations. This morning was no different, the sunlight peering through the blinds as you stretched and slowly opened your eyes. Your gaze as you turned over was met by his delicate features, gentle breaths escaping his slightly parted lips and eyelids closed where his lashes met his cheeks softly.

Laying there admiring him, all of him. The messy curls atop his head and his tattoos which you adored. It had been a few minutes of you watching him sleep knowing it was when he was most serene, with no worries or stresses weighing him down, you stroked his cheek softly, moving hair out of his eyes. You decided to go down to the kitchen for coffee, as you were sliding out of bed though, a hand caught your bicep and you turned to see him looking up at you, still half asleep "Stay," he begged softly, his voice raspy as it always was when he first woke. Smiling down at your boyfriend you obliged and slid back into bed, he pulled you impossibly close to him and let out a moan of satisfaction as he wrapped his arms around you and kissed the top of your shoulder, nuzzling into your neck.

You enjoyed his closeness for a while before piercing the silence that had fallen between you both "We can't stay in bed forever, love." At this point, you had turned to face him, "Yes we can," He spoke while looking into your eyes and caressing your cheek "Well, maybe you can but I myself am rather hungry." In a fake stern voice "Well that is quite the predicament, isn't it? Okay, we can get up for breakfast but then we're getting back into bed, sound good?" You smiled at his antics before agreeing, the both of you clambering out of bed and heading to the kitchen.

As the kettle came to boiling point you picked it up and went to pour water into the two awaiting mugs when two arms snaked around your waist and lips met your neck "Matty I am holding a pot of boiling water," You poured the coffee' "Well put it down then," he snarked and when he knew the kettle was back down he continued his antics, swaying side to side with you. Eventually, you built up the strength to free yourself from his arms and when you turned to face him were met with a pouty Matty "After I've had some coffee and breakfast we can go back to bed and you may cling to me as you wish." You patted his cheek and sat down at the table with your coffee and bowl of cereal, Matty followed with his bowl and mug and you enjoyed each other's company while eating. As soon as you had the last sip of coffee and your bowl was empty he was reaching for your hand "Time to cuddle again!" Earning him an eye roll "Don't act like you don't enjoy it, most of the time I am prying you off of me." He emphasised and you just smiled at him as he lead you back upstairs to bed, holding you in his arms once again "Mmm," He sighed in contentment as your head lay on his shoulder, nuzzling into his neck.

He played with your hair as you ran a hand up and down his chest "Darlin'?" He broke the silence "Hmm?"

"Do you-“ He paused, he seemed nervous. “What is it, baby?” You looked at him with concern and grabbed the side of his face “Talk to me,”

“Marry me.” He looked at you not blinking, staring right into your soul “W- what?” Gasping in shock as you sat up straight, “Are you serious? This isn’t funny if you’re joking, Matthew.” Your face serious. “I want to wake up with you everyday, I wanna to laze around in bed with you every Sunday and I most of all want to spend the rest of my life with you, you’re it for me, you make me a better man, there’s nothing I want more than the honour of being your husband” He breathed as he finished and you just looked at him for a second before crashing your lips onto his, straddling him as he held the sides of your face “Is that a yes?” He broke the kiss to ask and you just laughed “Yes, Matty. I will marry you” and your lips crashed together again.

You held your hand out in front of you “Can’t wait to put a ring on that, i’ll get you one this week! You can even choose if you want,” He kissed the side of your head “I want you to pick it, it seems more romantic and personal that way, knowing this was the ring you thought would suit me best” you turned looking at him. “Can’t believe you said yes,” He grinned “Y/n Healy has a nice ring to it.” He grinned from ear to ear.

“I love you” You whispered as you nuzzled into him and as you closed your eyes and took him in you heard a faint “I love you Mrs Healy” and you both giggled. You spent the rest of the day in bed, a perfect Sunday.

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thank you for reading! once again, reblogs are appreciated and i hope you liked it :)

[jgrills]

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Before we start !! ٩(ˊᗜˋ*)و ♡

-Reader is ALWAYS gender neutral (gn), but it's mentioned that the reader has braids (tenderheaded, like me fr).

-written with a black reader in mind. <3

-Reader's the black cat, but NOT suggestive!!

-Reader has claws

-No warnings, unless you're allergic to fluff, and cussing.

It was a breezy London night, the gentle chatter of the citizens, the cars, the trains going by, and soft sounds of the birds singing. The moonlight shining through your curtains.Your alarm suddenly goes off, with a groan, you sling the covers off of you, your braids all in your face. You throw the clock off of the nightstand, the clock landing on the carpet. You're about to put your slippers on, but-

Slip.

You slip over your slipper, face planting into the carpet with a groan. Your braids are all undone and messy.

'I knew I should've re-braided them yesterday!'

"Hey I heard- Oh.." Your roommate, Etta stands there looking bewildered at the sight of your braids, with her bonnet still on.

"Hey Etta.." You mumble, still not attempting to get up from the carpeted floor.

"WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED TO YOUR HAIR?! WE GOTTA GET THIS FIGURED OUT-"

"Etta, please, I'll just redo it-"

"No! You gotta look good for the street musician, what was his name again?" She looks at you for some sort of answer.

"Hobie Brown"

"And you like him right?"

"Yes- I mean..maybe?? I saw him yesterdayyyy"

"Yeah, so you gotta look good for him!" She starts taking out your braids, you occasionally letting out a 'ouch' or a grunt as she takes them out.

"Do you like him?"

This immediately makes your cheeks darker, and warmer, looking away from Etta's piercing brown eyes.

"I mean, I get nervous..and my heart beats faster? I don't know what it means though"

"It means you love him!"

"Okay, Etta, like you would know- Ow!" Etta pinches your cheek, then lets go.

"Let's just get your dumbass ready"

After a bunch of ows, and complaints from you, your braids are fresh, and your black cat costume is warm and cozy.

Perfect for the cold London night.

"I'll see you at-"

"Just get yo dumbass out before I jump you" She threatens in the mirror, clapping her flat iron playfully at you.

"Alright alright! I'm out!" You quickly jump out and claw down the walls, jumping to rooftops to get to the nearest bank, the cold wind running through your braids.

You see a couple of street musicians, one with an electric guitar, he makes gentle strums and raves on his electric guitar, people handing him money on the way to their location.

He looks so handsome..

His hair? Woah..

"No Y/N! No getting distracted!" You whisper shout to yourself, lightly smacking your head.

You get on the London Bank's rooftop, the moon in the cityscape distracting you by the yellow hue. Relaxing first before you do anything. Crawling into the bank's ceiling, your claws gripping onto the pearly ceiling, looking down at the people in their overpriced clothes.

"We should buy Prada later!"

"Oh my God! Yes we should!"

"Let's just hope Andrew has an eye on the vault, his bitchass has the night shift!" The woman laughs, lusciously holding her jaguar print bag.

You groan quietly, continuing to get lost in the ceilings' floral patterns, you make eye contact with a girl with some butterfly braids, she ends up running away, dropping a key.

The key reflects off the ceiling..

You grab the key, and leap back onto the ceiling, making your way to the banks vault. There, you see a young man, presumably with some dreads, liking a girls Instagram post on his phone.

You quickly kick him in the neck, knocking him out, his phone dropping beside him, you move his head with your heel, making sure he's out.

Yep, out cold.

You snicker, unlocking the vault slowly, red glowing lines await as you open it.

'Really?!'

You manage to dodge the lines, having to do limbo with some of them..

oh shit.

One line is extremely close to your nose, you move slowly past it, letting out a sigh of relief.

'Fucking security' you think, rolling your eyes, getting out a bag, you stuff various stacks of money in the bag, grabbing about 80-120 stacks, you hoist the bag on your shoulders, once again avoiding the cameras and security lasers.

Running out into the cold London air, your braids flying behind you, jumping to several buildings, passing some stacks to the homeless, small businesses, and the local artists around London.

'Oh, I need to save some for Ho-'

You run into a figure, you both fall to the ground, you rubbing your head.

"Oh my gosh! I'm sorry!" You help him pick his electric guitar up, giving him the case back, putting some money in there also.

"It's okay, no problem" He takes his guitar, putting it on his back again. He walks away, humming.

You stand there for a second, looking dumb as hell as you think about the handsome man you saw. Your heart starts beating faster, butterflies flying around your stomach as you climb another building.

You're gonna have a bunch to tell Etta once you get back.

@chessbox

Man, this took so long, this was my first time doing something off of a prompt (by @undobutton's one post on a street musician au Hobie)

Thank you to @forevayafavv for the help writing a black cat reader

honk mimimimi

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Avery Sims 4 CC Lookbook

Meet Avery, an influencer who just moved to Del Sol Valley!

Find base sim information here! (Too many links to post all at once)

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Thank you to all CC creators and please let me know if any links aren't working and I'll do my best to fix them!

[hawkeyeslaughter]

a comprehensive list of songs and lyrics that remind me of hawkeye pierce ( either about him / his perspective ) ( will be updated )

angst / sad

— johnny cash , hurt — “ what have i become / my sweetest friend / everyone i know / goes away in the end “

— jason isbell , white elephant — “ there’s one thing that’s real clear to me / no one dies with dignity / we just try to ignore the elephants of now “

— todd snider , too soon to tell — “ and dear lord if you’re up there / you sure got some nerve / seems like even the wicked / they get worse than they deserve “

— warren zevon , hasten down the wind — “ she’s so many women / he can’t find the one who was his friend / so he’s hangin’ on to half her heart / he can’t have the restless part / so he tells her to hasten down the wind “

— boy genius , afraid of heights — “ when the black water ate you up / like a sugar cube in a teacup / i got the point you were making / when i held my breath ‘ till you came up “

— surf curse , freaks — “ i am just a freak / my head is filled with parasites / i dream of you almost every night / hopefully i won’t wake up this time “

— dandelion hands , i could have sworn you were dead — “ i could have sworn you were dead / but i saw you in a dream last night / there were flowers growing out of your head / and it made me smile “

— todd snider , carla — “ leaving me was one thing carla / why’d you have to leave so slow / i didn’t mind you walking away / what hurt was how you walked so slow “

— willie nelson , angel flying too close to the ground — “ and i patched up your broken wing / and hung around awhile / trying to keep your spirits up / and your fever down “

fun

— bruce springsteen , born to run — “ together wendy we can live with the sadness / i’ll love you with all of the madness in my soul “

— todd snider , ballad of the devil’s backbone tavern — “ life’s too short to hurry / life’s too long to wait / too short not to love everybody / life’s too long to hate “

— hozier , someone new — “ i fall in love just a little oh , little bit / every day with someone new “

— mgmt , me and michael — “ in every scene , it’s me and michael / imaginary bombs raining down from the clouds / so it seems / the danger will never let the feelings die “

— billy joel , only the good die young — “ we might be laughing a bit too loud / oh , but that never hurt no one “

— alanis morissette , hand in my pocket — “ i’m sad , but i’m laughing / i’m brave , but i’m chicken shit / i’m sick , but i’m pretty , baby “

— aha , take on me — “ take on me ( take on me ) / take me on ( take on me ) / i’ll be gone / in a day or two “

— crosby , stills , & nash , love the one you’re with — “ well there’s a rose / in the fisted glove / and eagle flies / with the dove / and if you can’t be / with the one you love / honey , love the one you’re with “

love songs

— r.e.m , at my most beautiful — “ i found a way to make you / i found a way / a way to make you smile “

— john prine , iris dement , in spite of ourselves — “ in spite of ourselves / we’ll end up sitting on a rainbow / against all odds / honey , we’re the front door prize “

— arctic monkeys , baby i’m yours — “ baby i’m yours ( baby i’m yours ) / and i’ll be yours / until two and two is three “

—the cults , always forever — “ you and me / always forever “

— coldplay , sparks — “ and i know i was wrong / but i won’t let you down / oh , yeah , yeah , yeah i will / yes i will “

old songs

— etta james , one for my baby — “ i could tell you a lot / but i know you got to remain / true to your code / just make it one for my baby / and one more for the road “

— elvis presley , love me — “ treat me like a fool / treat me mean and cruel / but love me “

— frank sinatra , i get a kick out of you — “ some , they go for cocaine / i’m sure that if i took even one sniff / that would bore me terrifically , too / but i get a kick out of you “

— dooley wilson , as time goes by — “ you must remember this / a kiss is just a kiss / a sigh is just a sigh / the fundamental things apply / as time goes by “

— frank sinatra , in the wee small hours of the morning — “ when your lonely heart has learned its lesson / you’d be her’s , if only she would call / in the wee small hours in the morning / that’s the time you miss her most of all “

i have no explanation for these i honestly can just imagine him liking them . or singing them . obnoxiously .

— the gourds , fossil contender — “ well , how would you feel / if i dug up your head ? / well i wouldn’t want to be answerin’ any of your / loaded questions , no “

— counting crows , mr . jones and me — “ mr . jones wishes he was someone just a little more funky / when everybody loves you / oh son , that’s just about as funky as you can be “

— don mclean , vincent — “ and when no hope was left inside on that starry , starry night / you took your life , as lovers often do / but i could have told you , vincent / that this world was never meant for one as beautiful as you “

— warren zevon , werewolves of london — “ you hear them howlin’ around your kitchen door / better not let ‘em in / little old lady got mutilated late last night / werewolves of london again “

— queen , bohemian rhapsody — “ mama , ooh / i don’t wanna die / sometimes wish i’d never been born at all “ ( i’m sorry but you guys know he’d fucking love this song . idk what to tell you . )

— weezer , buddy holly — “ whoo - wee i look just like buddy holly / oh , oh and you’re mary tyler moore “ ( sorry . again . but we know it’s true )

unfortunately i am under the opinion that hawkeye would know all of the pitch perfect songs . there is nothing you can do to sway me from this opinion .

[steddieasitgoes]

🤡 for the fic writers ask!!!

Ah, thank you so much for asking!

🤡 What's a line, scene, or exchange you've written that made you laugh?

Oh! I always try to put humor in things I write, but the most recent one that made me laugh was this scene from Everything is Blue:

Turning back to the door before Steve can say anything, he attempts to shove his key into the lock when there’s an ear-piercing squawk from inside, followed by a gruff groan from Wayne.  “What the hell was that?” Steve asks.   “Etta.” Eddie’s shimming the key into the stuck lock when he feels a clammy hand wrap around his bicep. Turning, he finds a pale-faced Steve looking at him with wide eyes.  “Eddie ,” Steve hisses. “Your uncle and this Etta lady are clearly going at it! You can’t go in there!”  There’s a brief moment of silence before he bursts into uncontrollable laughter. His body flails around on its own accord, wheezes coming between gasps for air. He’s pretty sure he looks like a damn fool, but he can’t help it. This is too fucking funny.  “Look, I don’t know what kind of relationship you have with your uncle, but it’s a totally fucked up one if you think this is hilarious instead of scaring!”  Righting himself, he glances down at Steve just as Etta lets out another squawk. The noise startles Steve again, and he looks somewhere between greatly disturbed and utterly embarrassed. And then he’s moving, turning on his heels to high tail it back to the car until Eddie stops him.  “Steve,” Eddie says between wheezes. “Etta is my uncle’s Macaw.”  “Oh.” A wave of crimson floods Steve’s face, drowning out the ghostly pale of a few moments ago. “Yeah, oh.” Eddie drops his hand from Steve’s and goes back to opening the door. It creaks open as Eddie turns to face Steve. “Though, if I may be totally straight with you, I’m a little concerned you think that’s what a woman sounds like in bed. What are you doing to these poor Hawkins girls, Stevie?” 

Fanfic Writer Emoji Asks

[allthegoodusernamesaretakenagain]

Thank you for the wonderful, beautiful, bittersweet chapter! It was glorious - I loved it!

I wonder if you have any refs for Ronan that can show us how you see him?

Any references for his shirt? I do not get how it looks like, sorry.

Omg, I love Ronan! The image of him trying his hardest to sew clothes for his daughter has wedged itself into my brain even more than Link's idea to test Quentin-shaped-airbag and both are equally bad for my heart and thank you!

💛

You're very much welcome! I loved writing that chapter!

I don't have any actors or people who I imagine in my head for Ronan, which I'm sure is super useful! In general terms, his vibe (now) is a little bit quirky, almost surfer dude-esque? Just that kind of beachy, sun-kissed kind of look, if that makes any sense?

He has a nose piercing, and for his hair, this is the photo from my mood board that I picture him the most with:

That kind of messy, long, mullet type.

He looks similar to Daria, with strong cheekbone and a strong jawline.

In regards to the top, I picture it similar to Link's climbing gear in BOTW. His sleeves are cut a bit shorter, like a tank top length, and the neckline is a bit more open (as he is in the heat more often). It's a dusty green colour. Some things Quentin hasn't noticed yet or didn't mention are his wedding ring (obvs) and the clay beaded necklace that Briella has made him which is red, yellow, and orange.

I hope this helps! (it probably really didn't)

But I'm so glad you liked Ronan. He's one of my favourite people to write, and his story with Etta has been engraved in my brain for ages. I love the idea of girl dads trying their best. And yes, Link definitely saw an opportunity and RAN with it.

[thehaemanthus]

Recently Read

I was waffling on doing “this is what I’ve read recently” posts but then @separatist-apologist said she would appreciate it and my relationship to her is basically the “anything for you, Beyoncé” vine so--

Not an exhaustive list of everything I’ve read in the past few months, but some of the fun stuff!

The Galactic Zookeeper’s Guide to Heists and Husbandry, A.C. Huntley Sci-fi comedy

I’m signed up to receive ARCs from Hidden Gems in exchange for reviews, and this was one of those books. Very fun! A zookeeper stumbles upon an opportunity to smuggle a rare animal to a mob boss for a bunch of money and proceeds to try and do so-- with very little planning or idea of how she’ll do it. She’s winging this thing, and once you get used to her occasional idiocy and the stress, it’s pretty funny. The author threw in romance, but it was meh. Read for the shenanigans, but don’t expect too much. I thought the author could have made our protagonist’s backstory a bit more tragic and angsty, but y’all know who I am lol.

A Soul to Touch, Opal Reyne Monster Romance

Third book in the Duskwalker Brides series. This is for the monsterfuckers out there. I love these books for the well-developed, unique characters, the interesting world, and solid plots. And yeah, there’s explicit monster fucking. A Soul to Touch was an enjoyable continuation of the series, I think I liked it more than the second book? What stands out is that our monsters are all VERY different, which sometimes doesn’t happen with love interests. But these monsters have unique personalities, problems, wants, and ideas of how the world should be. Same with our female protagonists. If you don’t mind some explicit sex with monsters (or are, in fact, in search of that), try this series out. It's not all sex though, I promise. 

Class Five Series, Michelle Diener Sci-Fi Romance

I did post about this before, but I’ll do it again. I’ll start out by saying that in contrast to the series above, the love interests in this series are a bit cookie-cutter. But if you can get past that, this is a sci-fi series with some politics, AI (like, real AI), romance, aliens, and moral dilemmas. It can be cheesy, the romance can feel rushed, and the alien love-interests are quite human. But I freaking loved the world-building. The books would be better if the love interests weren’t all space military men from the same species, but meh. Still entertaining. 

The Intersolar Union Series, Etta Pierce Sci-Fi Alien Romance

Notice I say “alien” this time because these guys really are aliens. If Class Five is too simple for you, this one has more violence, explicit scenes, higher stakes, just overall feels more mature. Over 1000 humans are kidnapped from Earth for sex trafficking, and in the first book our main character works with the Alien Special Forces (sort of) to save them. Different couples! Different aliens! Angsty at times, steamy, and there are occasionally tentacles if you are into that. Lots of work went into this world building and the characters. Still need to read the latest book but I’m super excited for it. 

Mont Blanc Rescue Series, J.R. Pace Action and Adventure Romance

A new genre for me, got introduced to it through some ARCs. I find the military-love interest books hit or miss, but this series follows a group of people who are part of a search and rescue team so like. Less opportunity for cringe, plenty of action and guns and peril because ya girl needs that sometimes. Relatively simple and tame books, but fun super quick reads. The author is good with details and knows their stuff. I would like to go to the mountains now. 

[calicohyde]

Tagged by @vacantgodling to list 5 songs I listen to. Since he tagged me on the writing blog, I'm gonna shuffle my Witch Noir playlist!

Brutus by The Buttress

ride the dragon by FKA Twigs

The Lifeboat by Frank Turner

I Want To Be Loved (But Only By You) by Etta James

Secret by The Pierces

I tag @bougiebutchbinch @rainbowabomination @lunar-years @writingbyrenae and @sequencefairy.

[blkgrlsread2]

Maybe I’d never been a lost soul. Maybe I’d just been… Misplaced for a while.

Etta Pierce, Watch Your Orbit

[luvsellie]

Hii!! I know at one point you said you had songs that remind you of Ellie and that you have songs that are reserved for her. If you’re okay with sharing I would love to know what songs I have been seeearchinnggg:))

OH EM GEEEEEE !! YES YES I WOULD LOVE TO SHARE! tbh these listed songs are really all over the place in terms of genre, i hope you don’t mind <3

at last — etta james

dark red — steve lacy

custer — slipknot (she listens to slipknot cause i said so)

rosemary — deftones

style — taylor swift

bags — clairo

a match into water — pierce the veil

blue jeans — lana del rey (el fits any lana song tho i don’t make the rules)

angel of small death and the codeine scene — hozier

becky’s so hot — fletcher

ecstasy — crooked still

> these are just a few that came to mind! there certainly are more (that i can't remember at the moment my bad), but i hope this satisfies your ask!

[theheadlessgroom]

@beatingheart-bride

"Dorian! Your bride-to-be is here!"

"Lizzie...?" Dorian mumbled tiredly under his breath, eyes snapping awake when his mother's shrill voice pierced his tired brain, her trilling announcement of the de Clair's arrival being followed by her encouraging him to "sit up, sit up!" (having seen her son slouching sleepily, not at all heeding why) as Beau let their guests into the dining room, the long table having been cleared quickly from breakfast to make way for a sumptuous brunch spread-one where a bottle of red wine was more than welcome.

"Etta, Francis, you're much too kind!" Mr. Gracey beamed, happily accepting the bottle, while Mrs. Gracey urged Beau to go and fetch the good crystal so that they could all break open the bottle and share in a toast. Dorian, now slightly more awake, was kind enough to add a quiet "please" to the end of the request, something that made Beau smile at the young master as he passed by, while Dorian himself got out of his seat to greet their guests, in particular Emily, flashing her a tired, if still kind, smile.

"Tell me at least one of us slept well last night," he joked, tone a touch apologetic-if he fell asleep during the proceedings regarding the wedding planning, he wanted to apologize beforehand; it was a miracle he was able to stand upright, honestly.

[cameronxwhite]

( maya hawke, 25, cis woman, she/her ) — Look who it is! If you take a look at our database, you’ll find that CAMERON WHITE is a 25 year old CONVENIENCE STORE EMPLOYEE/HACKER that’s been in Chicago for FOURTEEN YEARS. According to the file, they’re a mutant on LEVEL 3 with the power of TEHCNOLOGY MANIPULATION. That must be why they’re RESILIENT and RECLUSIVE. If you ask me, they remind me of the pattern of microchips, music playing off of forgotten headphones, the smell of a soldering tool. They are affiliated with THE KAPPA RUNAWAYS. 

BASICS

Name: Cameron Etta White

Nickname(s): Cam, Cammy, Camcorder (Hacker alias)

DOB: April 12th, 1997

Age: 25

Zodiac Sign: Aries

Sexuality: Lesbian

Traits: (+) Intelligent, self-sufficient, cunning (-) Awkward, high-strung, intense

Occupation: Convenience Store Employee/Hacker

Family: Stephanie White (née Cook) – Mother (Deceased), Patrick White – Father (Deceased), Robert White — Uncle (Living, Estranged)

APPEARANCE

Height: 5′7

Eye Color: Blue (Silver when powers are in use)

Hair Color: Blonde

Ethnicity: White

Nationality: American

Aesthetic:

Tattoos: None

Piercings: Double Lobes, Nose (stud)

BACKGROUND

triggers: death, car accident, kidnapping, abuse

Cameron was born into a household that was all about living life to the fullest. Adventure, exploration, and discovery was encouraged deeply by her parents, and she took that and ran with it, taking life by storm. She thought that was what life would always be. Of course, reality has a way of creeping in on a person, no matter how young they might be. And, in Cameron’s case, she was eleven. Months away from going into a middle school, her parents died in a car accident. It was sudden, and unexpected. The car’s breaks just failed on the way home from a camping trip, and little Cameron was left alone in the world. 

It was her Uncle, her Father’s Brother, who was chosen to take her in if anything ever happened to her parents. Contracted in the will, Cam had no room for argument, and no agency to make that choice for herself. Her Uncle Robert was a good man at his core. He loved Cameron, and wanted what was best for her, but helping a child through grief with no experience was an impossible task, and it left their relationship estranged. His attempts to keep her safe, happy, and healthy were attempting to keep her in a box. The girl who had been reared with the spirit of adventure and purpose was being pinned down. Little did her Uncle know, he was simply crafting her into an icarus. 

Teenage rebellion was inevitable, but Cameron’s stemmed past sneaking out and underage drinking. She started learning the inner workings of technology. Computers, laptops, and phones, breaking and coding them so her Uncle couldn’t go through them— or at least if he did making it so he couldn’t find anything incriminating. She was impressively skilled at it, too, managing to sneak around him for years with only what she learned about from library computers and school books tucked in the back of the library. But, it was inevitable that she would trip up at some point. Or, at least, she thought she had.

Cameron was fourteen when her Uncle finally clocked her behavior after she had lapsed on getting rid of school emails that exposed her skipping class, and she was sat down for a chat about it. She doesn’t remember exactly how it happened, but she recalls the way panic swelled in her chest as she watched him reach for the laptop, ready to ground her for life no doubt. But, as his hand reached for the computer, sparks emitted from the bottom, the screen going blue, and then snapping to a black, unresponsive state. Uncle Robert received a few, unexpected burns on his hand from it, and the way he stared at Cameron, her usual vibrant blue eyes glowing a silver until they dimmed back to Blue burned into his memory. He hadn’t signed up to raise a mutant teenager. Hell, he had barely signed up to raise a teenager. 

From that moment, her Uncle seemed to shut down on her. There wasn’t any true rejection, but there was a disconnect. It was as if the moment he learned she was a mutant, he had given up on her completely. She was four years from being out of his charge, anyway, so Cameron saw that as permission to do as she pleased. 

Acts of rebellion turned into work she did for extra cash, her new skills for hacking becoming impressively helpful in getting extra cash. It started small. Changing letter grades here and there, deleting emails, and other ways to help kids get around punishments from their parents. But, things got more intense as time went on, Cameron learning how to bring her newfound ability into her hacking skills. She could plunge classrooms into full technology breakouts to delay tests, alter scantron machines from a distance to read test sheets wrong, and speed digital clocks up to get out of class early. Each use of her powers meant glowing silver eyes and the occasional nosebleed, but if it got her out of things, she couldn’t care less. 

Things escalated at some point from getting out of school work to causing real problems. Hacking ATMs for extra cash, frying the electrical in fences to make it easier to break and enter, and messing with digital records at the police station to keep her and her friends out of trouble. It all came to a head when Cam turned Sixteen and her antics caught up to her. Not by the police, of course, they weren’t savvy enough to catch her in the act. But, the AMMOs was another story. 

They had caught on to Cameron at some point, tracking her moves carefully until they finally managed to catch her red handed, tampering with yet another ATM to pay back a friend who had spotted her for alcohol. She had barely made it out the back of the library when she was grabbed and shoved in the back of some van. 

Frankly, she doesn’t know if anyone noticed or tried to look for her. Her Uncle barely clocked when she was home anymore, or if she didn’t come home for extended periods of time. As far as Cam’s concerned, he just assumed she ran away for good. Little did he know, she was a hostage of the government, treated like a lab rat. She spent eight years watching people come and go, be tormented, and watching some go and never return if they fought back too much. The details sometimes remain fuzzy for her to date, but she knows that the nightmares that keep her up at night, and the phantom pain that courses through her on occasion is a product of her time there. 

It was a no brainer to join the escape when it was planned. They had created their own worst enemy in strengthening Cameron’s powers, and she might not have been able to hack everything, but she could sure as hell fry a circuit board in her sleep thanks to them. 

It’s been a year since she escaped, and she spends most of her time in the warehouse that she and the others had claimed for themselves, getting the first job that wouldn’t ask questions about her forged paperwork and the fake last name she plastered on the documents to keep herself under the radar. Of course, working at a shitty convenience store doesn’t rake in the money, so Cameron found herself falling into her hacker lifestyle once again, taking any job that crossed her path on the grayest parts of the internet to make extra cash. All she needed to do was stay afloat, and if that meant walking the line of immorality to do so, then so be it. It wasn’t as if anyone else in the world was all that morally upright, anyway. Even the ones who claimed they were. 

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