#cloud:intro

[c-onnorrk800]

uploading data … ⟳ 𝙲𝙾𝙼𝙿𝙻𝙴𝚃𝙴 ! welcome , CONNOR. a long way from detroit: become human , huh ? hm … a twenty eight year old detective who looks like BRYAN DECHART — could be worse. i heard you were at ROUSSEAU’S when we un - glitched , & you ( immediately tried to find lieutenant hank anderson ]. still the impulsive & deadpan type , that’s why [ the rich scent of bourbon, a long run through a busy street & bright blue drinks ]’s totally your vibe. the memory of BECOMING DEVIANT AND BREAKING INTO CYBERLIFE is hazy , but maybe the ( old quarter coin & RK800 jacket ) waiting for you at the pawn shop’ll bring clarity. + android , cismale [ he/him ] , demisexual.

Connor’s Past

RK800 Connor model released August 2038.

Connor was an advanced prototype android designed to assist law enforcement, specifically with cases involving deviants.

His mission was to find the source of the deviancy and eliminate it.

His partner was Lt. Hank Anderson, who he came to view as a close friend and father-figure.

Throughout his time on the case, Connor had to deal with conflicting orders, instability in his programming and the alarming realisation that he may have became a deviant himself.

He managed to track down Jericho- the place where androids go to be free- but the humans followed him. This lead to them sending androids to camps to be destroyed and left Jericho to start an uprising to free their people.

Life in the Cloud

Connor was a 28 year old human working as a detective for the 99th Precinct.

He was the son of Hank Anderson.

He was a very charming young man, becoming friends with most people he met. Always smiling and telling jokes, even if he was a little deadpan, and was incredibly dedicated to his work.

Rousseau’s was where he would spend a lot of his free time, even grabbing a few drinks there with his dad on occasion.

His Memories

When Connor’s memories started coming back they were fragmented- most not even making sense. It took him a while to piece together that he was an android and when that happened, his emotional responses numbed.

His feelings... they were just a glitch in his programming. Was he deviant? Had he become what he was designed to hunt? He could remember switching sides, but he could also remember taking down the leader of Jericho, Markus... or was it North?

Had he died? Was he replaced? Did he break androids out of CyberLife or was he the leader of Jericho? Did he find the deviants or was there insufficient evidence? Did he succeed or fail his mission?

Connor’s memories are all happening at the same time, to the point where he isn’t sure who he really is. If his real memories weren’t bad enough, the new memories from here in the cloud are tangled within his messy timeline.

He’s not sure if Hank is his partner, his friend, his enemy or his father. He doesn’t know if his feelings are real or a coding error. Are Markus and North and the rest of Jericho on his side, or is he still supposed to stop them? Can he choose who he is or does he have to wait for his instructions?

His software is unstable.

He might self-destruct.

Extras

He likes dogs, heavy metal and jazz music, and basketball - all because of Hank.

While living in the cloud, he has developed a love of food and drinks, though he’s not sure how this it possible due to him not needing either to function.

His skills include scanning environments, reconstructing crime scenes, voice immitation, martial arts, forensics, psychology, negotiation and interrogation.

Physical books are better than ebooks. - more life lessons from Hank.

Knows so much and yet so little.

An actual cinnamon roll... but could kill you.

Wanted Connections

Partner - In his real memories, Hank is his partner, but he needs a police partner for his cloud memories.

High school relationship - More fake cloud memories, but I want him to have dated someone when they were in high school.

Friends - New friends, old friends. From work, from around town, from Rousseau’s.

Cases - People he has met working on cases, ie. suspects, criminals, victims, witnesses.

Neighbours - Lives in a nice house on a nice street so anyone could live on that street with him and they could know each other from the cloud memories or meet each other for the first time now. Could do classic fun neighbour things.

Real history - If your character can fit into the plot of Detroit: Become Human in some way, even if it was something as silly as Connor having chased someone and ran into you, that could be fun. Or if your character is also from an android show or game, etc...

“I heard a scream and thought you were being killed, but it was just a spider.”

[homosvxual]

hey everyone !! <3 i’m kahlo and this is the baby to end all babies... catra ! i’ll write da usual stuff under the cut including some bg info & whatever. spoilers for she-ra below,, if u ever need a non-spoilery breakdown just dm me and i’ll be happy to oblige !!

uploading data … ⟳ 𝙲𝙾𝙼𝙿𝙻𝙴𝚃𝙴 ! welcome , CATRA. a long way from SHE-RA AND THE PRINCESSES OF POWER , huh ? hm … a twenty year old waitress who looks like BRITTANY O’GRADY — could be worse. i heard you were at PIZZA PLANET when we un - glitched , & you (  gasped and whispered adora’s name ]. still the RESOURCEFUL & JEALOUS type , that’s why [ doc martens, ripped jeans, and snarky comments ]’s totally your vibe. the memory of DEFEATING HORDE PRIME is hazy , but maybe the ( mask and force captain badge ) waiting for you at the pawn shop’ll bring clarity. + catgirl , cisfemale [ she/her ] , lesbian.

ok so here she works at pizza planet as a waitress bc i think that’s funny as fuck and i love to put this bastard through misery. she hates the annoying ass kids running around w snot dripping out of their nose but she really doesn’t know what else to do. plus pizza planet....space... kinda reminds her of etheria in a fucked up way.

she has her long messy hair tho i’m sorry rip to the asking for the manager season 5 haircut 

but anyways..... yeah. she’s kinda aching for adora but really wants a new start and she’s like fuck it if working at a pizza planet is the way to go lets fucking do it baby ? 

i also feel like she thinks adora will see the word ‘planet’ and bring her big empty headed forehead over there,, so catra just stays put in case she ever comes (she is delusional jfkdlsfjkds)

catra just stares at the mask and force captain badge with disgust most of the time because she knows she was just.... so terrible back then. 

if u don’t watch she-ra, basically catra is like......a feral raging homosexual with mommy issues and has a bunch of repressed emotions. she’s a scorpio and evil -- jk, she was but then she got a kick ass redemption arc. she was literally in love w her best friend adora and took it out on the world like a freak ? always felt the need to prove herself but nowadays she’s mellowing out. she’s still a work in progress tho and can tend to be a snappy asshole. enjoys making fun of people and also starting fights. big teaser. needy. abandonment issues and has trauma from physical and emotional abuse from her supposed mother figure (miss shadow weaver smh)

but deep down she’s got a heart of gold and i think that is beautiful <3

she hates water. 

also physical touch. if u dont know her like that and try to hug her she will sue

likes cats :3 has a kitty named melog 

also i’m sorry that her name is catra what can u do with a cheesy 80′s reboot sjkfhdskjlffdjl u will look her in the eyes and call her a cat.

i dont think shes a catgirl in this virtual world but if u wanna picture brittany o’grady w ears and a tail i will not stop u

big lesbian

she has heterochromia so one eye is blue, the other is yellow !

i like to think she picked up skateboarding living on this world so fuck it. she skateboards to work 

will cause problems on purpose

she’s super smart tho and cunning and tactical <3 queen shit

if your character has any kind of morals she thinks they’re corny asf

ok some possible connections:

a FRIEND !! you might be thinking, well that’s lame and bland. but catra just does NOT make friends easily because she’s a dickhead. she pushes people away and keeps herself at a distance. especially after the whole ‘i had a friend once but then we fell in love after i tried to kill her multiple times’ thing! i’d like it if someone could redefine what it means to be friends for her :( that’d be nice. bc friendship leaves a bad taste in catra’s mouth.

PETTY ENEMIES !! catra is always sticking her tongue out at them, teasing them, giving them a hard time & ur muse is most likely returning the energy. what are they enemies about ? why can’t they get along? we can plot that out !! :3

her therapist. pfksdlfjsfls this one’s mostly a joke but fr maybe catra goes to ur muse for all her problems and she’s like “tell anyone i said that tho and i’ll kill u. ok see u same time tomorrow -_-” 

HOOK UPS! catra needs to get out her needy sexual frustrations because YOU try working at pizza planet all day, okay ? it’s disgusting. she’s lonely. but don’t touch her afterwards she’ll bully you.

A MOTHER FIGURE.. please oh my god ? catra has NEVER in her life had a positive motherly figure ?? give her advice. hand on the shoulder. scold her. offer words of encouragement fkjslfs

idk what else to put but yes thank u for reading i love you!!!!!! pls hmu to plot!!!!! or we can just wing it out ! i don’t mind either hehe :~)

[flsedirection]

‘ GO FUCK YOUR SELFIE ‘ 

                                                                                                  IN THE CLOUD - 

uploading data … ⟳  

    jack of all trades master of none - max caulfield. never moved to seattle, max got to stay and grow up with her friends her parents got divorced and she doesnt see her dad much anymore it must have been a weird domino effect of not moving on. growing up in the cloud max attended CONSTANCE BILLIARD SCHOOL FOR GIRLS in high school max was the girl that befriended her teachers at parties people thought it was a spectacle when she ate an edible and got too honest about people as jokes. the quirky art student that you saw taking pictures at pep rallies and sporting events - living life through the lens of her camera the art in her journal you wouldnt catch her speaking up often in groups of people when she was young. she had flings for girls and guys but shyed away from that most of the time except at parties and occasional dates... sleepovers. she always a step back from life willingly sidelining herself if people didnt drag her into things, she was almost a bit of a welcome mat. gullible and a bit naive with an indecisive nature it was easy for her to just let people take advantage of her because there was the part of her that was nosy and just wanted to get closer. 

now that shes older and attending BLACKWELL UNIVERSITY max has an ache for adventure she loves to go out at night and cause trouble, or for a walk in the woods by herself shes even dabbled in grafitti and bne. you would not call her a trouble maker by any means but there is that underlying want there to document she doesnt let people walk over her the same way they did in the past. shes still not sure in her art in her photography the girl is wishy washy about everything but shes learning to be stronger. shes still corny shes makes jokes like the moths in my head dont let me think, shes pretentious about her polaroid camera and black coffee and better than you indie music, she still the curious girl who swallowed her teddy bears eye just to see if she could. shes better at finding her voice shes trying to live a real life instead of just copying all the personality traits of those around her to fit social norms and breaking down in bathrooms over small things that overwhelm her. you can still find her in the back of classes with her headphones in, inner monologuing, but you can also find her painting in the woods or trying to start a fail tshirt business with her art on it because shes still self conscious, taking pictures of your friends wedding or your five year old sisters birthday party in her free time. 

       THE MEMORIES... ⟳  

she has vivid day dreams of nose bleeds and death following her, the guilt she feels she still feels it all the danger she felt like she was in. it affects her because it seems so damn real it feels like something that happened to her, a girl she loves and cares about dying because of her - everyone she knows and loves dying because of her. the guilt eats away at her... but its not real right? shes not that indecisive right? this isnt her fault, she just cant shake it. it follows her and its so heavy that some days she doesnt even get out of bed. 

       THE CONNECTS... ⟳  

ex gfs - max is mostly into girls though in hs this was probaly more aha i really really like you but i dont know how to actually be your gf so this is the closest thing we will ever get. they probably went out on dates and max did corny things like set up a movie projector in the backyard for them. 

crushes - max while more outspoken now probably wasnt that much in the past so this could be one sided or max never realized the crush and your muse was like?? are you dense in the head or current crushes

fwb/set up dates - max probably is very new to fwb she likes men and women physically and is trying to live life now rather than just being a teachers pet and behind a camera. so hookups would be very random whatever works. 

did u need a photographer - literally any reason literally any just throw it out there she needs money for her black coffee and fucking vinyl records annoying ass. 

roommate - definitely 1 or 2 roommates would be cool she is a messy housemate cups on the bedside table polaroids lefts on the random surfaces shes organized chaos. 

goes out together - for dinner instead of doing homework goes to parties together maybe they broke into a building or like took pictures on the traintracks in the middle of the night. roadtripped or anything. 

like siblings - max has never had a sibling she was raised on only child ( god that explains why she is the way she is ) so i would love someone who is like a sibling to her. 

tried to start something - max has tried to be in a band tried to start a buisness where she like did ink prints of teeth and put them on shirts and tried to sell them. knitting club. book club. roller skating. she tries so many things and gives them up. 

LIKE TO PLOT !!

[loverfms-old]

⊹ ˚ ･ﾟ i dump your ass ! *

[  EXPOSITION  ]   THE    CLOUD ,

it appears that no matter what life little miss jane ives is living , fate will not be kind to her. when uploaded to the cloud , hawkins’ lab was brought along with her  -----  and she ended right back inside of it. forced back into her old life , which even with a memory wipe , was a lot like riding a bike. for years , history repeated itself , while eleven sat idly by. miserable , hurt , but unable to do anything about it. completely unaware that she could. but about a year ago , everything changed. eleven had a dream about her a distant life  -----  one where she was on the outside , living like a normal girl. before then , she had never thought it possible. in a fit of emotion , eleven tapped into her powers and released hell on hawkins lab.

after ‘ the incident ’ , the salvatore school for the young & gifted stepped in. after all ,  young people with supernatural tendencies were pretty much their business. they saved eleven from getting lost in the foster system , and enrolled her into the school  -----  though considering her lack of training or education over the years , she wasn’t exactly a normal student. trying to play catch up on things people usually learn over the course of a lifetime hasn’t been easy , but she’s trying. though she could really do without feeling like a freakshow 24 / 7. 

[  EXPOSITION  ]   MEMORIES ,

most of el’s memories are relatively clear. she remembers 95% of the story , though everything goes black after she finds out that hopper ‘ died ’ in the battle of starcourt. she doesn’t remember being adopted by the byers. if she concentrates hard enough , she can picture the faces of her friends. but their names are lost to her. that being said , el can remember what they were to her  ( friend , boyfriend , father , etc ).

[  CONNECTIONS  ]   WANTED ,

FELLOW EXPERIMENTS. read this post. el , obviously , was a part of side b : the corrupted. while some experiments might’ve been willing or temporary ( which meant they got to leave ) , el was not. she lived there , full time , against her will. ideally , fellow experiments would be someone she bonded with while they were there. people bonded by trauma and confusion makes for a very , very strong bond. they could’ve tried to protect each other , or perhaps tried to take care of each other after being experimented on. 

TUTORS. because el never went to school , or learned how to read or write , it’s impossible for her to be in any kind of school system since being rescued. instead , she’s got tutors , who are essentially helping her learn the basics that people learn in childhood ---- eventually working their way up. they meet multiple times a week. el on the lowkey has a fondness for them , and she envies them because they’re so smart.

ROOMMATE. now that she’s been rescued from hawkins lab , el has been placed at the salvatore school for the young & gifted. if your character also lives on campus , they could be roomies. if they can’t room together , they can still be acquaintances. 

NEW FRIEND. one of few people that eleven actually feels comfortable around. this person doesn’t see el as a freakshow , but as an actual person. they’re helping el find her way in a free world ---- and all that comes with being a free person. exploring her identity , encouraging her trying new things , etc. it’s a very special , pure bond and they’ve gotten very close out of nowhere. 

CRUSHES. around them , el gets all nervous and dorky and it’s just pure. or they have a crush on her , and she literally never notices because why would she.

[nxtritething]

𝙽𝙾𝚆 𝚄𝙿𝙻𝙾𝙰𝙳𝙸𝙽𝙶 ⇪ orpheus

uploading data … ⟳ 𝙲𝙾𝙼𝙿𝙻𝙴𝚃𝙴 ! welcome , ORPHEUS. a long way from hadestown , huh ? hm … a ??? year old waiter who looks like ??? — could be worse. i heard you were at MYSTIC GRILL when we un - glitched , & you ( gasped ]. still the AUTHENTIC & NAIVE type , that’s why [ red carnations, crumpled up sheet music  ]’s totally your vibe. the memory of TURNING AROUND is hazy , but maybe the ( guitar ) waiting for you at the pawn shop’ll bring clarity. + demigod , male [ he/him ] , demisexual. uploaded by CARE ( 21+ , she/her ]. 

B A S I C  S T A T S

name: orpheus

also known as: orpheus calliope 

source(s): hadestown && the greek myth of orpheus & eurydice

S O U R C E  C O D E

trigger warning(s) for: death ; spoilers for: hadestown && the greek myth of orpheus & eurydice

❝ don't ask why, brother, don't ask how he could have come so close. the song was written long ago. and that is how it goes. it's a sad song ; it's a sad tale ; it's a tragedy. it's a sad song, but we sing it anyway... ❞

history repeats itself. the tale of orpheus and eurydice stems from an old greek myth. the son of a muse falls in love with a girl. he’s so enamored by her, and yet... he seems too occupied writing his song ( a song that would bring the world back into tune ) that he hardly noticed she left. 

he traveled all the way to hell hadestown to bring back his love. he appeared to be too late. she had already signed her life away, but orpheus wasn’t leaving... not without his wife. thus, he played the king hades his song, his epic. it was so beautiful, that hades struck him a deal: eurydice could leave, following behind him, but she would be doomed to hadestown forever if he turned around. 

and they almost made it too. eurydice was behind him the entire way. right as he reached the light, doubt set in. he turned around, and right before his eyes, saw his wife disappear for good. he doomed her. it was all for naught. 

their story is but a song stuck on replay. will the cloud be any different?

H A R D  R E S E T

orpheus was a foster kid, fate never being fair to the poor kid. however, he seemed blissfully unaware of his predicament. he was fortunate enough to at least have a good parental figure / foster parent. he didn’t care so much, as long as he could play his music, write his song.

the boy is also blissfully unaware of how special he is. he is able to pick up any instrument and know how to play it. when he plays, or even just sings, it can seem like the world is singing / dancing along. it’s nothing too noticeable, though. perhaps a new flower sprouts where it hadn’t before, or the grass waves without so much as a breeze.

orpheus comes off as a sort loner. it’s not that he’s disinterested in being social or making relationships, but he always seems preoccupied. he’s writing a song that he knows, yet doesn’t. there a words somewhere, but he hadn’t yet found them... even when he’s working ( waiter at the mystic grill ) he brings his guitar to play in the back. truly, he’s quite the musical annoyance... and no, he doesn’t take requests usually.

R E - L O A D

his memories returning, orpheus isn’t sure where he is in his loop. not that he was ever aware of the loop, but... the sense of deja vu is strong. he can’t help but wonder... maybe he will see eurydice. perhaps... perhaps he just needs to rewrite the song... the song...

[ofinkdried]

INTRO: ADORA

uploading data … ⟳ 𝙲𝙾𝙼𝙿𝙻𝙴𝚃𝙴 ! welcome , ADORA. a long way from she-ra , huh ? hm … a twenty year old personal trainer who looks like FLORENCE PUGH — could be worse. i heard you were at MACLARENS PUB when we un - glitched , & you ( ran home to try and transform into she-ra ]. still the brave & dense type , that’s why [ high pony tails, sore muscles, & a heart of gold ]’s totally your vibe. the memory of SAVING ETHERIA is hazy , but maybe the ( sword of power ) waiting for you at the pawn shop’ll bring clarity. + human first one , cisfemale [ she/her ] , lesbian.

( she ra spoilers below the cut !! )

ah yes, everyone’s favorite dumb blonde gay jock superhero princess, Adora.

CANON: adora is she-ra, princess of power. she was raised in the horde from a young age along with catra, though eventually defected and joined the rebellion when she found the sword of power and realized that the horde was attacking innocent people. she realized she was she-ra, the princess of power, and joined the princess alliance against the horde to stop them from hurting anyone else. fighting for years, the two armies went back and forth before hordak, leader of the horde, built a portal to return to his creator, horde prime. they discovered a weapon that would destroy all magic in etheria, with adora as the key. in order to keep anyone else from using it, she destroyed the sword as the planet was pulled through to where horde prime was located. she lost her ability to turn into she ra as a result of losing the sword, and had to fight to help keep people safe as just plain old adora. with friends trapped and others falling under horde prime’s mind control, the only thing left to do was activate the fail safe. in the end, she managed to overcome with the help of catra, and they all lived happily ever after. 

CLOUD: here, adora is just herself. shes always been sporty, always loved working out and self defense classes. she grew up in a without a family still, the orphanage being the closest thing to a family she had. she was on the softball team all through middle and high school, and one of the best in track and field. she was perfectly, naturally normal, something she loved for herself. she knew she wanted to do something with sports or fitness for her future, and loves that she’s become a personal trainer, helping people learn the best way to train themselves. her favorite place is the welcoming atmosphere of maclarens pub, where she can sit and watch sports and eat some of the best food ( in her own opinion ), however she has a soft spot for the lighthouse as well, and finds herself climbing to the top at least once a week. Something about the height makes her comforted, something she can’t quite pin down -- until recently. Now, with her memories ( mostly ) restored, adora knows it reminds her of happy times with catra, bow, and glimmer in high places. even though she has those memories back, some things are still blurry, but she wants to try and remember everything she can. I mean, wouldn’t you want to know everything if you suddenly found out you could turn into an eight foot warrior lady who saved the world ?? 

CONNECTION IDEAS: friends from high school, people she meets up with at maclarens, people she’s met at the gym she works at or just seen around the lighthouse. clients for work. 

[dreamalittleme]

uploading data … ⟳ 𝙲𝙾𝙼𝙿𝙻𝙴𝚃𝙴 ! welcome , RONAN NIALL LYNCH. a long way from The Raven Cycle, huh ? hm … a twenty year old farmer who looks like AUBREY JOSEPH — could be worse. i heard you were at LOCKBOX when we un - glitched , & you ( swore under your breath]. still the abrasive & secretive type , that’s why [leather bracelets, shaved head, and a raven perched on your shoulder]’s totally your vibe. the memory of LIVING AT THE FARM WITH OPAL is hazy , but maybe the ( translator box ) waiting for you at the pawn shop’ll bring clarity. + human , cismale [ he/him ] , homosexual. uploaded by MEGAN ( 24 , she/her, CST].

TW: death, night terrors, murder, alcohol, drugs (Spoilers for The Raven Cycle under the cut)

Ronan's smile was sharp and hooked as one of the creature's claws. "'A sword is never a killer; it is a tool in the killer's hand'."

BIOGRAPHY

According to Niall Lynch, Ronan had been special from the day he had been born. He claimed as often as he could that the day Ronan was born the rivers dried up and the cattle in Rockingham County wept blood. It hadn’t been until he was older that he understood why his father waxed poetry about the middle son instead of Declan or Matthew. It was because Ronan was just like him-- a dreamer. Ronan and Niall both had a special power; they had the ability to pull anything from a dream. Niall specifically had used that power to build a wealth for their family, guaranteeing that his sons would never go wanting. Niall sold those dream artifacts to collectors but he had made a mistake. He had invented a story about the Greywaren, a magic object that was supposed to pull things from the users dreams. Niall Lynch was killed in pursuit of the Greywaren.

Ronan was the one who had found his father, brutally murdered in the driveway. He would never be the same, something that only seemed more apparent when Niall’s will forbid any of his sons from visiting their home, the Barns, and everything in it (including their mother.) Ronan moved in with his best friend Gansey and was forever changed.

Ronan didn’t sleep much, but when he did his dreams came in dark waves. Even the best of them, the ones filled with light and joy, wound up ending in darkness. Never quite in control of his powers, Ronan would occasionally bring something back from his dream-- but it wasn’t always what he wanted. One night Ronan brought back a night terror and much like in his dreams, it attacked him. If Noah hadn’t come in when he did, Ronan would have died-- most people thought it was an attempt Ronan made on his own. He didn’t correct them, though he wondered if it would make any difference.

Ronan coped in many ways, most notably by drinking and going out street-racing in Niall’s old BMW-- a relic he had stolen from the Barns to spite his older brother, Declan. He skipped school and hunted down Glendower, making a surprising amount of friends along the way. In all honesty, he spent most of his days (and nights) just avoiding any rational thoughts. He made it impossible think about anything but the present, his mind as hellish and fast as the car he drove.

It wasn’t until much later, after Adam had made a promise to the magical forest (that he helped create) that Ronan came clean to his friends, telling them of one of the few secrets he held. Ronan hated lying more than anything, but he had made a promise to his father a long time ago that he would never tell anybody what he was capable of. It felt good to come clean, though he wasn’t sure even then they entirely understood what it meant. Hell, he wasn’t sure he understood. That summer had been more crazy than others. Ronan learned how to better control his powers (thanks to a deranged dreamer, Kavinsky, and his green pills), found the man who killed his father, and nearly watched his younger brother explode. He came to realize a few things that summer, one of which was this; if Ronan ever died, his brother Matthew would cease to exist. He would slip into a coma much like their mother had because much like Aurora Lynch, Matthew had been pulled from a dream. Ronan’s dream.

It was in the fall that Ronan’s ambitions became clear. He continued to skip school as much as he could get away with, spending most of his time at the Barns (courtesy of a loophole in his father’s will) in hopes of creating a cure for the sleepers, as he called them. He hoped to find a way for them to be able to live on even when the dreamer died. But the search for Glendower wasn’t over and things were going horribly wrong. Someone had freed a demon and that demon was unmaking everything he had built, starting with Cabeswater. He started to dream of black boo, oozing through the world he had built. It was a race to find Glendower, to get the favor promised by legends before the demon could unmake him as well. Before it could destroy everything he loved.

They found Glendower, but it didn’t make a difference. He was dead and there was no favor. They needed a miracle-- No. They needed something worse. They needed death. A purposeful death, one to happen on the ley line, and they needed it right then. Slipping between consciousness, Ronan wasn’t able to watch it happen. What he knew was what he had been told later, which was blue flowers spilling from the car, raining blood, and a kiss. And then Gansey was dead. He woke to find his best friend laying in the middle of the road dead and in a moment of pure rage and another indescribable emotion, Ronan let the others see him for what he truly was. A sad, weak boy.

It was Adam’s idea that saved Gansey, but Ronan’s execution-- the two seemed to work together like that a lot it seemed- but what mattered was that it worked, more or less. And with everything right in the world, Ronan went to the one place he could call home. He went back to the Barns.

CLOUD MEMORIES

Ronan’s memories in the cloud are much different than his true life. He never knew his parents and as far as he was concerned, that was fine. He grew up in the foster system, passing from family to family, all who decided they couldn’t handle him. It was hard to deal with a kid filled with so much indescribable rage, especially when he kept manifesting items that shouldn’t exist. Many foster homes chalked him up as a thief and sent him on his way-- one even claimed him to be demonic. But after switching families so often he finally found one that decided he was worth keeping. It was there he met Orpheus, his brother in everything but name and blood. He liked it there and though it was never easy to be happy when you were haunted by nightmares that didn’t always stay in your dreams, he found himself content with the people he called a family. He had friends, too. He remembered meeting Adrien Agreste when he was a kid and they hit it off quickly, making him fast friends with Peter Parker as well. But Ronan was still a hot headed kid and despite the supportive family by his side, he fell into surprisingly similar habits. When his foster parent learned about his powers he was sent to Xavier’s, under the assumption that he was a meta-human. Though he wasn’t, he still learned how to better hone the magic and when bad things escaped from his dreams he had help fighting them off. Now graduated (scraping by the skin of his teeth, thanks to his tutor Adam) Ronan works on a farm with goals to have his own. He still goes to Xavier’s from time to time to mentor the students there. Though his teaching methods are unorthodox, he’s surprisingly good with children.

NOW

Ronan doesn’t really remember. Not yet at least. He gets flashes of memories, of cloven hoofed little girls and trees that speak latin, but he hasn’t quite been able to put together a reason for them. Those memories have started to sneak into his dreams and he wonders if that’s all it is, another dream come to life, but he hasn’t taken much time to think about it. Maybe he’ll stop by the pawn shop, they say they have an item waiting for him that could clear things up. He’ll have to decide whether he trusts them or not first.

[tigermoths]

hihi  angels   !   arden  here,  with  a  triumvirate  of  kickass  ladies   —   of  whom  i’ll  provide  glossaries  just  under  the  cut.  i  am  so  so  grateful  to  be  here  amidst  such  wonderful  writers  and  characters,  and  cannot  wait  to  get  to  know  everyone   :0)   please  leave  a   ♡   if  you’d  like  to  plot  with  hayley,  allison  or  bellatrix   (  or  perhaps  even  all  of  them  )   and  i  will  approach  you   via  ims   !   this  got  way  too  long  so  please  don’t  hesitate  to  ask  for  a  tldr  when  we  plot   :D   have  a  wonderful  day  ahead,  stay  safe   !   trigger  warnings   :   death,  murder,  pregnancy

*   arc  one,  𝐇𝐀𝐘𝐋𝐄𝐘  𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐋.

born  as  andrea  labonair  into  one  of  the  reigning  families  in  an  apex  wolf  clan  in  new  orleans

parents  were  murdered  shortly  after  her  birth  but  she  was  retrieved  from  the  city  and  spent  both  infancy  and  adolescence  in  a  loving  foster  home  —  that  is,  until  she  turned  fifteen  and  made  her  first  unwarranted  kill  under  a  full  moon,  thereby  triggering  her  werewolf  shift

from  then  on  time  started  to  crosshatch  and  coagulate  into  one  singular  endeavour  to  learn  about  her  late  parents,  and  on  that  path  she  was  swindled,  lied  to,  and,  needless  to  say,  never  found  the  closure  she  sought

she  was  still  very  young  at  that  junction  in  time,  callow  and  made  foolish  mistakes  :  tried  to  aid  someone  in  severing  ancient  sire  bonds  that  were  far  beyond  her  comprehension,  helped  the  literal  devil   (  who  then  sent  a  proxy  to  assassinate  her  )

was  saved  from  the  grasp  of  untimely  death  by  a  certain  original  hybrid,  with  whom  she  then  had  a  brief  dalliance  that  would  result  in  a  pregnancy

and  a  pretty  miraculous  at  that

cue  a  series  of  abysmally  unfortunate  events  :  had  her  throat  slit  moments  after  giving  birth,  had  to  send  her  daughter  away  to  keep  her  safe  from  her  vindictive  grandmother,  fought  like  hell  to  assume  leadership  of  a  wolf  pack,  married  a  man  to  coalesce  several  packs  so  that  she  could  protect  said  daughter  against  her  vindictive  grandaunt,  got  cursed  for  #tryingit

after  all  that  she  was  gifted  with  some  wholly  deserved  albeit  short - lived  respite

aht  aht

died  again  in  front  of  and  to  protect  her  family

on  the  cloud,  she’d  have  grown  up  and  been  happy  in  a  middle  class  family,  with  both  parents  rooted  firmly  in  the  field  of  civil  service  then  picked  up  their  mantle  to  be  a  kindergarten  teacher  which  i  thought  would  suit  her  since  she  started  out  as  a  babysitter  in  canon  and  bc  she  is  genuinely  one  of  the  strongest  tv  mothers  i’ve  seen  in  a  long,  long  time  she  definitely  would’ve  retained  that  proclivity  for  nurturing  and  protecting

*   arc  two,  𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐎𝐍  𝐀𝐑𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐓.   

as  i’m  heading  this  off  i  realise  all  my  muses  have  d  worded  on  screen  PXPZPXPZPPXZP

from  young  she’d  been  cultivated, systematically  and  clinically,  into  some  weapon  or  sharp  edge  and  sometimes  i  think  she  was  the  only  one  who  got  cut  on  it

besides  her  dad  and  maaaybe   (  and  it’s  a  hefty  maybe  )   her  mum  it’s  hard  to  conjure  the  image  of  her  receiving  much  affection  in  that  family,  what  with  a  dogmatic  grandfather  and  a  psychopath  for  an  aunt

adhering  pretty  closely  to  canon,  she  moved  to  beacon  hills  and  for  once  had  something  other  than  hissing  metal  and  bow  strings  to  latch  onto  :  made  friends,  fell  in  love  with  a  boy  who  turned  out  to  be  of  a  species  that  her  family  hunted  as  tradition

in  short  she  was  thrown  headfirst  into  an  amalgamation  of  the  supernatural  and  still  managed  to  remain  unerringly  human  and  while  she  faltered  and  strayed  many  times   (  i’m  recalling  her  hunting  down  erica  and  boyd  specifically  but  for  those  who  never  watched  she  was  gaslighted  into  being  very,  very  cruel  )   she  was  driven  near  mad  by  her  grandfather’s  boot  on  her  throat

was  the  key  in  saving  her  friends  and  cracking  the  code  of  killing  a  very  imposing  enemy  but  paid  for  it  with  her  life  

on  the  cloud,  she’d  have  grown  up  either  a  rhythmic  gymnast  or  judoka  or  something  equally  tactile,  and  then  took  the  route  to  becoming  a  physical  therapist   (  now  just  in  training  but  well  on  her  way  )   and  i  genuinely  don’t  think  she  would’ve  taken  an  interest  in  archery  before  her  memories  flooded  back  which  i  think  makes  it  all  the  more  jarring

*   arc  three,  𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐗  𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊.

i  honestly  don’t  know  if  i’m  gonna  be  able  to  do  her  justice  but  i  am  for  sure  going  to  try  my  very  best

a  concise  exemplification  of  first  borns  being  the  bearer  of  the  brunt  of  family  tradition,  bella  was  such  a  first - born  in  a  pure - blood  family  whose  heads  were  fanatical  pure - blood  supremacists  and  as  such  she  was  raised  in  the  same  mould

a  slytherin,  highly  intelligent  and  skilled  and  with  a  penchant  for  rebellion  and  to  challenge,  even  defy  the  strictures

i  do  think  that  the  prejudice  against  muggles  she  carried  forth  from  her  upbringing  was  pivotal  in  the  exacerbation  of  her  morality  but  i  think  she  also  in  large  part  chose  the  road  that  she  took

after  graduating  from  hogwarts,  she  became  one  of  the  most  vicious  death  eaters  in  a  supervillain’s  league

died  in  a  pretty  deserving  way  but  i  believe  she  never  once  faltered  in  her  beliefs  even  if  they  were  absolutely  clapped

deviating  a  little  from  canon  here  but  i  prefer  the  narrative  that  she  didn’t  marry  rodolphus  and  instead  preferred  to  be  unshackled  by  the  notion  of  a  family

falling  asleep  on  my  ass  here  but  in  this  alternate  life  i  see  her  favouring  seclusion  and  isolation,  flitting  around  almost  like  a  nomad   —   an  art  curator  and  antiquities  dealer,  still  very  grandiose  and  with  a  profound  obsession  with  opulence  and  eldritch  horror  but  her  cunning  and  sadism  would  be  more  psychological  than  physical  bc  i  don’t  think  she  could’ve  gone  around  mass  murdering  in  this  universe  and  still  get  away  with  it  PXPZPZPZPZ

[strrawberrymoon]

『 𝐮𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 ↷ ☁ 』

♡    ╰  uploading data … ⟳ 𝙲𝙾𝙼𝙿𝙻𝙴𝚃𝙴 ! welcome , MARINETTE DUPAIN-CHENG. a long way from miraculous: tales of ladybug and cat noir, huh ? hm … a twenty-two year old seamstress/designer who looks like JESSICA HENWICK— could be worse. i heard you were at FASHION AVENUE when we un - glitched , & you tried to find your partner in fighting crime . still the clumsy & honest type , that’s why late night walks, the smell of freshly baked bread & starwberry scented shampoo’s totally your vibe. the memory of MEETING YOUR GRANDFATHER is hazy , but maybe the miraculous earrings & personal diary waiting for you at the pawn shop’ll bring clarity. + human, female [ she/her ] , bisexual.

ʟ ᴏ ᴀ ᴅ ɪ ɴ ɢ . . .

marinette grew up a single child to two loving, supportive parents who wanted nothing more than to see their daughter happy and successful in life. for her, that meant a life of creativity — designing clothes for the greatest fashion shows in the world, lost in her own chaos of fabrics and pins and sketches.

living in paris had its advantages, especially for marinette’s dream of becoming a fashion designer. even at a young age, she had countless opportunities to prove herself and develop her talents, showcasing her works to the world’s most influential fashion icons. these challenges helped to shape marinette into a more confident, strong young woman — quite the opposite from the self-conscious, timid girl she fought so hard to grow out of.

but these weren’t the only things influencing marinette’s rapid change. she wasn’t an ordinary girl, because she had a secret. a secret life. a secret super-hero identity, ladybug. most days, she was an ordinary girl, going to school, helping her friends with their troubles and working at her paren’ts bakery. but when nobody could see, she would transform — transform by magic into a super heroine who saved paris from evil, working alongside her parnter in fighting crime, cat noir. 

                                  E̷ ̷R̷ ̷R̷ ̷O̷ ̷R̷

now an orphan, marinette never knew the unconditional love that a real family can give, nor the support and nurturing of a childhood home. she spent most of her formative years in foster care, shuffled from a bad home to a worse one, counting down the bithrdays until she could be free. it wasn’t easy, and certainly hasn’t gone without a hitch or two, but she’s made it to where she always dreamed of being — or well, she made it to a place where she can watch other people be what she’s always dreamed of being- but it’s a start.

the undenible talent she has for sewing and designing clothes has been the wind beneath her wings needed to make her soar, and she has, falling and falling, and getting up stronger each time. 

her teenage years have undoubtedly been the hardest. having to grow up is no easy task for any girl, but much less for one without a permanaent home or a steady support system. not that she didn’t have friends — marinette was, in fact, grossly popular growing up. somehow, she managed to befriend every single person she ever came into contact with, and more so, she managed to make them love her. but something was missing, always just outside of her reach, always just outside of the borders of her ever-expanding imagination. as creative as marinette was, she couldn’t picture what it was like to have parents that really, truly loved her, and it was as if a part of her soul was gone because her parents were.

                                                                             . . . ʀ ᴇ ʙ ᴏ ᴏ ᴛ

these dreams... they’re more like nightmares. fragments of a life she never knew, yet a life she felt homesick for. this was how things should have been: a house, two parents behind her with a safety-net ready to catch her during all of her falling (and she fell a lot, clumsy as she was). a home. a family of her own. 

but a nightmare nonetheless, as it was a mere fantasy, and therefore taunting her.

sometimes they came like vision, while she was wide awake and focusing on getting through her day. on those occassions, she had a harder time dissmising them as dreams. and as weeks went by, marinette started to find herself going about her business on autopilot, more focused on her world of fantasy than the one right in front of her. images of friends she never met, feelings of love she never experienced, parents and school and a boy she loved whose name she couldn’t remember. and then there were the wild ones, the mask and magic, fighting against villains with a friend — another love? — by her side.

she only knows it in fragments, this other life, but oh, how she wants it to be true.

                                                             ———————

𝕎 𝔸 ℕ 𝕋 𝔼 𝔻 :

𝗯𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝗳𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗻𝗱𝘀. someone who she met through the foster system, or during high school. they’ve been there for each other through all of life’s euphoric ups and merciless downs, and they have each other’s back no matter what. with the glitch happening, they could have confided in each other about their “dream” and/or recovered memories.

𝗽𝗮𝘀𝘁 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘀. high school sweethearts gone terribly wrong. somebody who is a little older, who she would have dated straight out of turning 18. somebody who broke her heart, or someone whose heart she broke. maybe some lingering feelings? angst.

𝐅𝐖𝐁𝐬.more than anything, a stress relief. a person she goes to when the nights are too hard to face alone, or when the days are too boring to withstand without a little recklesness. maybe they aren't the best for each other, but there's a pull between them they can't seem to shake.

𝐦𝐨𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐬. she works in fashion so, duh she always needs a live mannequin to poke and prode in order to get her desgins to perfection. this is all just for her own practice, as she's not a professional designer (yet), so they are most likely friends who are willing to help her out.

[definedwrath]

      uploading  data  …  ⟳  𝙲𝙾𝙼𝙿𝙻𝙴𝚃𝙴  !

*  ;  —  welcome  ,  JAMES  “  RHODEY  ”  RHODES  .  a  long  way  from  marvel  cinematic  universe  ,  huh  ?  hm  …  a  fifty  year  old  avenger  who  looks  like  SHEMAR  MOORE  —  could  be  worse  .  i  heard  you  were  at  AVENGER’S  FACILITY  when  we  un  -  glitched  ,  &  you  (  tried  to  find  those  you  care  about  ]  .  still  the  resilient  &  skeptical  type  ,  that’s  why  [  whirring  shifts  of  gears  ,  metal  glinting  in  the  sunlight  ,  &  stiffness  of  a  military  uniform  ]’s  totally  your  vibe  .  the  memory  of  TONY’S  DEATH  is  hazy  ,  but  maybe  the  (  war  machine  suit  &  mit  ring  )  waiting  for  you  at  the  pawn  shop’ll  bring  clarity  .  +  human  ,  cis  male  [  he/him  ]  ,  bisexual  .

            tws  :  major  injury

BEGINNING  —  james  rhodes  was  born  and  raised  in  philadelphia  ,  pennsylvania  .  he  ,  then  ,  went  to  mit  in  astrophysics  .  it  would  end  up  being  in  mit  where  he  would  meet  tony  stark  who  became  his  best  friend  .  when  rhodey  was  able  to  ,  he  joined  the  u.s.  air  force  and  became  the  liaison  between  stark  industries  and  their  armed  forces  .  it  was  in  afghanistan  where  tony  would  get  kidnapped  ,  and  rhodey  worked  hard  to  try  find  him  .  they  had  one  last  chance  before  rhodey  was  eventually  able  to  find  tony  stranded  .  after  stopping  obadiah  stane  ,  the  man  who  had  tony  kidnapped  and  nearly  killed  along  with  the  deaths  of  plenty  of  others  as  a  result  of  his  actions  .  after  tony  came  out  as  iron  man  ,  rhodey  was  dragged  into  discussions  whether  or  not  iron  man  could  stay  being  tony  stark’s  or  if  the  suit  would  be  owned  by  the  military  .  after  a  turn  of  events  ,  justin  hammer  would  try  to  weaponise  the  armour  for  the  military’s  purposes  ,  and  after  tony  and  rhodey  work  together  --  they  do  what  they  can  to  stop  ivan  vanko  ,  aka  whiplash  .  after  stopping  vanko  ,  the  war  machine  armour  would  turn  into  the  iron  patriot  armour  .  as  the  iron  patriot  (  eventually  back  to  war  machine  )  ,  they  would  work  together  to  stop  the  mandarin  .  in  2015  ,  james  rhodes  joined  the  avengers  initative  .  consequently  ,  he  would  also  end  up  signing  and  pushing  for  the  sokovia  accords  in  order  to  take  responsibility  for  the  wreckage  the  avengers  left  behind  .  years  later  ,  he  would  join  everyone  in  the  fight  against  thanos  ,  losing  plenty  of  people  ,  only  to  lose  his  best  friend  ,  too  ,  in  the  end  .

MIDDLE  —  still  born  james  rhodes  ,  no  one  really  calls  him  “  rhodey  ”  anymore  .  he's  never  really  moved  away  from  the  cloud  ,  born  and  raised  .  initially  ,  he  was  a  trainer  at  the  avenger's  facility  ;  utilising  his  degree  in  astrophysics  a  lot  more  .  he  was  never  in  the  military  ,  so  instead  :  he  had  been  working  in  astrophysics  research  for  years  up  until  he  was  enlisted  to  help  out  with  the  facility  .

END  —  rhodey  gets  a  decent  amount  of  his  memories  back  .  he  remembers  those  in  his  past  life  that  he  cares  for  ,  remembers  all  the  avengers  ,  but  the  details  are  foggy  .  he  has  distinct  memories  regarding  everything  up  until  civil  war  ,  but  everything  afterwards  is  still  hard  to  cleanly  remember  .  it’s  like  looking  into  a  funhouse  mirror  ,  having  an  out  of  body  experience  --  it's  his  memories  ,  he  knows  they  have  to  be  --  but  being  unwilling  to  accept  it  .  he  has  a  life  here  ,  and  even  if  it’s  not  the  life  he  thought  he  had  ,  it  doesn’t  invalidate  the  life  he  has  here  and  now  .  he  can’t  and  isn’t  just  going  to  give  up  this  life  ?  it  doesn't  mean  he’s  not  going  to  try  and  find  those  he  cares  for  ,  however  ;  after  all  ,  upon  receiving  his  memories  ,  he  swears  he’s  seen  them  around  the  cloud  ,  has  to  do  whatever  he  can  to  try  and  find  them  .  things  may  not  ever  fully  return  to  the  way  things  are  ,  but  he  has  to  try  .  he  still  can’t  quite  remember  how  he  ended  up  in  orthotics  ,  but  after  knowledge  of  him  becoming  war  machine  and  getting  the  armour  back  ,  he  assumes  it  has  to  be  because  of  something  gone  wrong  as  avenger  .  has  to  be  ,  because  the  feeling  of  falling  is  everpresent  on  his  mind  .  when  he  closes  his  eyes  ,  the  sky  is  all  he  can  see  .

SCRIBBLED  IN  THE  MARGIN  —  

DESPERATE  TO  CONNECT  ,

child(ren)  ;  give  this  man  some  kids  !  whether  it  be  adopted  or  ‘  biological  ’  ,  it’d  be  fun  to  have  rhodey  with  children  he  could  have  in  the  cloud  ,  especially  considering  rhodey  now  has  many  of  his  memories  back  .

friends  ;  from  back  when  he  was  growing  up  to  even  now  ,  it’d  be  good  to  have  some  friends  that  he  can  talk  to  .  whether  they  be  friends  because  they’re  neighbours  or  friends  because  they  frequent  the  same  places  ,  it’s  up  to  you  !

mentees  ;  people  that  he's  trained  in  the  past  or  is  in  the  process  of  mentoring  for  the  avengers  facility  .  rhodey  used  his  knowledge  of  astrophysics  in  his  time  at  the  facility  to  help  out  as  he  can  .

exes  ;  (  m/f/nb  )  ,  previous  relationships  that  ended  amicably  or  horribly  ,  it’s  entirely  up  to  you  .  they  can  have  dated  or  maybe  even  a  past  spouse  at  some  point  ,  i  just  won’t  accept  a  cheating  plot  for  this  !

co  -  workers  ;  people  who  work  at  the  avenger's  facility  ,  whether  it  be  as  mentors  or  fellow  avengers  .  while  the  cloud  doesn’t  need  the  power  of  war  machine  as  much  ,  rhodey  is  around  the  facility  often  .

TAG  DIRECTORY  ,

iii.   work  with  what  we  got   /   abt.     about  . iii.   this  is  a  bad  beat   /   beg.     starters  . iii.   the  right  thing  to  do   /   vis.     visuals  . iii.   called  being  a  badass   /   ism.     musings  . iii.   fight  needed  to  be  fought   /   int.     interactions  . iii.   a  trial  by  fire   /   aes.     aesthetics  . iii.   lead  with  that  next  time   /   sol.     solos  . iii.   you  looking  for  this   /   ask.     ask  responses  . iii.   don't  have  to  do  this  alone   /   dyn.     james  rhodes  &  the  unconditional  bond  he  has  with  tony  stark  . iii.   you'd  sacrifice  anything  for   /   dyn.     james  rhodes  &  the  people  he  cares  about  .

[loverfms-old]

⊹ ˚ ･ﾟ this shit - pit has taken everyone i’ve ever loved. i’d like to drop a bomb on arcadia bay & turn it to fucking glass ! *

[  EXPOSITION  ]   THE    CLOUD ,

while on the cloud , chloe was allowed to finish the childhood that was ripped from her. her fourteen birthday comes and goes , without the trauma of losing her father & her best friend in one fail swing. without that bombshell catalyst , there is room to continue living a normal life. young chloe continues to thrive ---- she keeps up her grades , she holds onto her friends , and dare i say she even enjoys her life. she still finds a taste for the alternative & the rebellious at a young age , but with one crucial difference this time : chloe price doesn’t have a reason to hate the world. her teen angst bullshit is just like everyone else’s ; no more , no less. 

though her eyes roll at the uptight , prissy atmosphere of constance billiard school for girls ---- she sucks it up , because she knows she’s in a good school. between raising a little hell & realizing going to an all girls school is the same thing as going to gay heaven , chloe manages to work her way up to the top of her class. finishing among the best & brightest isn’t something anyone would expect of her back in arcadia bay , but in the cloud , no one was all that surprised. after high school , chloe is accepted into a prestigious science program of whitmore college , along with a full ride. 

the last couple of years have been fine. great , even. but the second that memories of arcadia bay begins to creep in through the back door of chloe’s subconscious , everything goes to shit. night after night , she’s plagued with dreams  ----  and all of them revolve around death. not just her own , but everyone around her. her father , her best friend , her girlfriend , her mother’s. people she only recognizes when she’s sleeping. hell , she even dreams about the absolute destruction of an entire fucking town she’s never been to before. the dreams feel real  ----  too real , and they rattle chloe to her core.

unable to cope with the confusion , chloe eventually began to sink back into habits of lives past. she dropped out of whitmore in a haste , she stopped coming home most nights. not to mention the anger  ----  oh , the anger. the kind of anger that sits on your chest , leaving you unable to breathe. unable to do anything but sit in it , marinate in it , until you give in to the darkness. chloe has no idea why she’s acting like this  ----  but the more she tries to stop , the worse it seems to get. 

[  EXPOSITION  ]   MEMORIES ,

chloe’s memories feel more like dreams to her at this point. her mind is trying to spare her the trauma of having to relive what she went through in arcadia bay. in her dreams , it’s all crystal clear ---- including her many , many deaths. but when she wakes up , it reduces to a hazy blur in the back of her mind. only bits and pieces stick.   

[  CONNECTIONS  ]   WANTED ,

EX GIRLFRIENDS. chloe , in short , is a simp. for literally all women on the planet. if you even make eye contact with her , she’ll probably think about it for a month ---- but still insists she’s all HELLA punk rock, baby. she becomes very attached , and very loyal , very easily. if your muse hurt chloe , she’s probably still carrying around some resentment or bitterness for it , depending on the severity. i’m here for all of the late night phone calls , trips down memory lane , hooking up again , etc. 

CRUSHES. the same thing as above , except chloe simps over her friend quietly.  

BOY TOYS. though she is physically attracted to men , there isn’t enough voodoo or mind control in the world to get chloe to care about a man romantically. but when she’s in a rough place emotionally , she tends to fall into the arms of anyone willing to catch her. it could be a sporadic ‘ friends with benefits ’ situation , or ideally , it’s one of chloe’s close friends who carries a torch for her ... and it’s completely unreciprocated , so it’s messy + rocky , ‘cause they’re sleeping together.    

FATHER FIGURE. an older man , who chloe thinks is her father on the cloud. potentially not biologically , but adoptive. their relationship is a little rocky nowadays , but the two care about each other deeply. growing up , chloe was papa’s little girl. not in the spoiled rotten way , but in the sense that she openly adored him. and she never really grew out of it , but quieted down about it. recently , chloe’s pulled away , because of her canon memories trying to creep in.

ROOMMATES. maybe two to three fellow mischievous youths , living in a too tiny industrial apartment , constantly getting into antics and shenanigans. always getting noise complaints , always drinking or getting high , always having stupid fun just for the sake of it. many nights spent sprawled out on the giant comfy couch , or on the floor of each other’s bedrooms talking shit. 

[nxtritething]

𝙽𝙾𝚆 𝚄𝙿𝙻𝙾𝙰𝙳𝙸𝙽𝙶 ⇪ anna of arendelle

uploading data … ⟳ 𝙲𝙾𝙼𝙿𝙻𝙴𝚃𝙴 ! welcome , ANNA OF ARENDELLE. a long way from frozen , huh ? hm … a twenty-five year old art gallery owner who looks like JANE LEVY — could be worse. i heard you were at LUKE’S when we un - glitched , & you ( nearly broke down crying ]. still the DETERMINED & UNCOMPROMISING type , that’s why [ crooked art, double braids, hot chocolate ]’s totally your vibe. the memory of OLAF FADING AWAY is hazy , but maybe the ( arendelle crown & cuckoo clock ) waiting for you at the pawn shop’ll bring clarity. + human , female [ she/her ] , demisexual. uploaded by CARE ( 21+ , she/her ]. 

B A S I C  S T A T S

name: queen anna of arendelle

also known as: anna anderson

source(s): disney’s frozen franchise ( movies, shorts, musical )

S O U R C E  C O D E

trigger warning(s) for: death ; spoilers for: the frozen franchise. 

❝ it began with two sisters: one born with magic powers, one born powerless. but their love of snowmen? infinite. SLAM!! doors shutting everywhere ! sisters torn a p a r t !!! well, at least they have their parents? their parents are dead. ❞

moving on... if you haven’t scene frozen, anna isn’t your typical disney princess. she’s starts off clumsy and not very social literate. this leads her to become engaged to a man she just met, which leads to her sister elsa accidentally putting the entire kingdom into an eternal winter, so on and so forth... basically anna gets her heart frozen and only an act of true love can thaw it. that act of true love? anna herself saving her sister from her own fiancee. ( safe to say, they broke up. )

i don’t even know how to summarize frozen 2, but anna has grown a lot. she’s still steadfast as ever, literally following her sister into fire. throughout the film, she learns she can’t hold elsa back anymore. she can be independent. she learns she needs to move on and do the next right thing... while her sister chooses to remain in the enchanted forest, anna steps up as queen as arendelle. also gets engaged to her mountain man boyfriend. ( it’s cute. )

H A R D  R E S E T

once again, anna grew up privileged and considerably sheltered. her parents were art dealers, so she grew up surrounded by art. as an only child whose parents were beyond busy with their work, she became very acquainted with the paintings and other art. however, she still had some friends and went to school, not nearly as isolated as before...

still, tragedy struck when she was a teenager. anna’s parents were leaving for a business trip when they were killed in an accident. anna had already been dropped off at her aunt’s home for the week, and in a twist of fate, it seemed like she was never moving out... everything of her parent’s was left in her name, but she was far too young to claim nor handle any it. it wasn’t until a couple years after she graduated college ( art history major with a minor in business management ) that she took claim of the throne small gallery her parents also owned. 

anna is still adapting to being a business owner, but she’s happy where she is. though, this new old memories? really throwing a wrench in things...

R E - L O A D 

anna’s memories go up to most of frozen 2, but it’s all a bit of a hazy dream to her. i mean, i talking snowman? a sister with magical powers? none of it makes sense... it must be some daydream from when she was a little girl coming back to haunt her or something...

[ofinkdried]

INTRO: MUSES

this is probably going to be on the shorter side as im exhausted and I really just wanna get something out for y’all, so under the cut is a tiny lil intro for all my boys!! this is also gonna double as a PLOTTING CALL, so if you’d like to plot with any of them give this post a LIKE and ill come bug you for some connections!!

CONNOR MURPHY ( tw: suicide, mental illness )

connor, in canon, was born and raised into a wealthy family, and heavily mentally ill. however, for some reason or another, never received the help he needed, and ultimately committed suicide. his source material is scarce, and my connor is heavily headcanon based because of this, but I have information on his mental illnesses ( bipolar disorder and anxiety ) in his bio, as well as a post on it HERE. 

in the cloud, however, connor is an orphan. he was in the foster system his whole life ( and, again, never received treatment for his mental illnesses until he was 18 and could on his own accord ) and had very few friends because of this, but he’s always wanted to have friends. now, he’s a student at DCC on scholarship, has his own ( admittedly shitty ) apartment, and makes his money as a TA at the college. 

connections could be a therapist, someone he sees in the therapist's office often, friends from class/around campus (he's an english major), maybe people who knew him in high school?

find his about page here.

 RICHARD CAMPBELL GANSEY III: ( tw: death mention )

canon for gansey is a bit of a mess. he dedicated his life to finding a dead welsh king, discovered friendship and magic along the way, and died twice in the process. He did actually find what he was looking for, and then started off on another nondescript quest. He’s a rich boy with anything he could ever want or need, never has to work a day in his life, and wants nothing more than to research the ley lines. 

life in the cloud isn’t too different -- he still has money, but he isn’t as well off as in canon. He couldn’t rent a helicopter for the afternoon without having to look at it as a major investment, but he doesn’t have to worry about utilities. Here, he’s a general history buff -- any history, really, and does lots of research while taking one or two classes towards a history degree. Recently, he’s started looking more and more into the phenomenon of Welsh kings and the possibility they could still be alive. ( in comparison to canon, he’d basically be at the point 14 year old gansey was at when he started on his quest for glendower, just older and wiser. ) 

connections could be those who work in history/general professor types who know a lot about things (bc he always loves to learn), friends who are willing to listen to him go on and on about dead welsh kings for hours on end, friendships.

find his about page here.

 JACK KELLY: 

canon life for jack kelly was one of an orphan newsboy in new york, 1899, as the leader of the newsboy strike against the newspaper companies. he was the handsome, heroic, charismatic, plain spoken, know nothing, skirt-chasing, cocky little son of a -- face of the strike that ultimate was won in his favor. he’s an artist and not afraid to stand up for what he wants, an orphan but had a band of brothers so it didn’t matter. he dreamed of a far off place -- Santa Fe -- before deciding to stay in new york where he had a job, an ace up his sleeve, and a better family than he could ever ask for.

but here in the cloud, jack still has his father, and they’re thick as thieves. Francis Sullivan senior and Francis Sullivan junior are both hard workers and known for their dashing good looks, senior working as a salesman while his son is a bartender and in art school, both with the mindset of ‘ who needs anyone else when i’ve got you? ’ as a young kid, he started going by jack kelly as a joke that stuck a little too well, and uses it more as his artist name than anything -- it’s a lot easier to remember than francis sullivan, jr. 

connections could be fellow art students, regular customers at the bar, coworkers, friends, maybe flings? (he is p flirty), paternal figure (found family could be fun too!!). 

find his about page here.

[mutant-mia]

uploading data … ⟳ 𝙲𝙾𝙼𝙿𝙻𝙴𝚃𝙴 ! welcome , MIA HART[ OC ]. meant to be A CASUALTY in the world of MARVEL , but never used , huh ? hm … now you’re a twenty three year old baker/cashier who looks like NAOMI SCOTT — could be worse. i heard you were at TWO WHALES DINER when we un - glitched , & you ( had a panic attack in your booth ). your file says you’re the adaptive , seemingly aloof & self destructive type , which is why [ worn combat boots, bloody bandages, & the static before lightning ]’s totally your vibe. your clearest memory is DYING , but maybe the ( customized bomber jacket ) waiting for you at the pawn shop’ll bring clarity. + inhuman , cisfemale [ she/her ] , pansexual. uploaded by SIMON (20 , he/him, est ].

Hi, I’m Simon and I’m super nervous and excited to rp with you all! Unfortunately, I’m socially inept but feel free to message to plot or have a chat! Here are a few things about Mia! 

Mia is an inhuman from the marvel universe and has the ability to take wounds from other living beings

She was supposed to become a victim of the Watchdogs but was never used

When she uses her power, it removes the wound from the person or animal but transfers it onto herself. A cut of the other becomes hers in the same place, a broken rib becomes her own, ect.

Mia's got her ability during the release of Terrigen and she only figured out her power when she took a stray's wounds trying to help it. The animal walked away fine and she had to claim she was mugged at the hospital

Because of all of this, Mia has plenty of miscellaneous scars, mostly from taking animals' wounds

One scar is a long, thin one that runs down the left side of her whole face, over her eye. It's pretty faded but the white can still be seen without too much effort

Mia is a softie on the inside but tries not to let people get too close

Her power has been known to be unstable and activates without permission

She loves mochi ice cream like no other

She loves crows and has definitely fed them before to try and befriend them

BEFORE:

She doesn't allow herself to get close to people and constantly wears gloves and long sleeves to keep her skin from making contact with others'

She enjoys playing pool and hustling anyone she can convince she's a novice for as much cash as possible

After a childhood of being dragged back and forth from her parents and grandmother's over custody issues, Mia doesn't really have much faith in family or permanence

Her parents would lose custody temporarily and her grandmother barely put up with her until her parents would get custody again and the cycle would begin again

Mia lived on her own so it wasn't too difficult to hide the remains of her stone cocoon and her abilities

She moved often after that, not wanting to risk anyone catching on and never getting close enough to anyone that she would consider staying

IN THE CLOUD:

Mia had a good childhood with loving, doting parents who she was later devastated over the death of

She lived a happy life with a healthy if somewhat small social life

She saved a particular cat that she ended up keeping (Her name is Trouble)

She took courses on first aid to patch herself up properly without having to go to doctors or hospitals unless it was severe

She works at Big Donut as a baker and cashier and loves her job

[dreamalittleme]

uploading data … ⟳ 𝙲𝙾𝙼𝙿𝙻𝙴𝚃𝙴 ! welcome , KENMA KOZUME. a long way from Haikyuu!! , huh ? hm … a twenty-three year old professional gamer/Youtuber who looks like TERADA TAKUYA  — could be worse. i heard you were at PALACE ARCADE when we un - glitched , & you ( paused your game]. still the unmotivated & strategic type , that’s why [ blank expressions, worn down handhelds, and dyed blonde hair ]’s totally your vibe. the memory of LOSING TO KARASUNO is hazy , but maybe the ( switch and volleyball ) waiting for you at the pawn shop’ll bring clarity. + human , cismale [ he/him ] , bisexual. uploaded by MEGAN ( 24 , she/her , cst ].

(Spoilers for Haikyuu! (manga) under the cut!)

“Even if a game doesn't seem clearable at first, after playing it over and over again, you can conquer it.”

BIOGRAPHY

Kenma was always a quiet kid, always extremely aware of the eyes on him and how that made him look. Because of that his shy and reserved persona came off as cold and he found it difficult to make friends. Apart from Tetsuro Kuroo, his next-door neighbor, Kenma hasn't befriended anyone since Elementary School. He loves video games and spends most of his time playing them, finding joy in defeating big bosses and getting through puzzles. He isn’t very athletic, but Kuroo was the one who convinced him to play volleyball.

He started playing volleyball in junior high and later continued playing in high school, though he considered quitting for a small stint. He kept playing, a big part due to Kuroo and later his other friends that he made along the way, but also because of the competitive nature of the matches. He viewed other teams the way he viewed the bosses in his video games. He started dying his hair in high school when one of his other teammates told him he looked like Sadako. He tends to keep the hair blonde, though as it grows out he doesn’t care to touch up the roots as often as he should which often gives him a “pudding head” look.

He played volleyball throughout high school but it wasn’t until they started playing against Karasuno again that he truly started to enjoy the games. Playing against Hinata was always a challenge and though Nekoma always won, there was something admirable about Hinata’s brazen attitude and the fact that he never backed down. They played several practice games together and eventually played their first official match-- where Nekoma lost. Kenma was exhausted. And it was fun.

Kenma didn’t stick with volleyball when he graduated, though he would occasionally dabble in small neighborhood leagues just to get his old teammates off his back. Instead he invested money in stock trades and became a pro-gamer, as well as a popular youtuber. He started his own company, Bouncing Ball Corp and sponsored Hinata, following his highschool friend through his endeavors all along the way.

CLOUD MEMORIES

His life wasn’t much different in the cloud, save the people he hung out with. Still not good at making friends and still the quiet type. Instead of playing volleyball, he was convinced to play Soccer. He was alright, enough to be put on the field, but his lack of motivation prevented him from really being as good at the game as he could be. Soccer just involved too much moving and it didn’t feel right, though he couldn’t explain why he felt that way. His Youtube days peaked during his senior year and though Kenma also spent some time in college, he decided not to use his business major in the end. Not yet, at least. Instead he became a professional gamer. He’s still pretty self-conscious, though he’s come out of his shell a bit. He hates it when people recognize him though, which happens more frequently than he’d like, being a pretty popular Youtuber.

NOW

Kenma has his memories back, but he isn’t quite sure what to think about them. It all feels like a video game plot that he needs to beat, but he isn’t even sure where to start. Which memories are real? He hasn’t quite made that decision, but his analytical brain has been giving him all the information that he needs to make his decision one way or another.

[tigermoths]

      𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠   ...   𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒏  𝒚𝒆𝒂𝒈𝒆𝒓.                 `  you  can’t  hope  for  a  horror  story             with  a  happy  ending.  `

𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅.

this  is  all  way  too  rambly  and  self - indulgent  so  please  please  don’t  hesitate  to  ask  for  a  tldr  when  we  plot   !   most  of  it’s  extraneous  info  but  i  thought  i’d  try  something  different  this  time   &&   will  be  working  on  pages  for  the  others  that  mirror  this  format   :D   wanted  connections  will  also  be  updated  soon  but  for  now,  anything  under  the  sun  would  be  cherished   —   friends,  best  friends,  acquaintances,  iffy  acquaintances,  nemeses,  crushes  (  unrequited  or  otherwise  ),  perhaps  someone  with  whom  he’s  wading  through  the  uncertain  waters  of  intimacy  /  lurv  ewww  *gag*  JEDHCKEJHCD  ily  have  a  great  day   !!   also  if  for  some  reason  you  do  end  up  reading  this  in  its  entirety  i  am  asking  for  ur  hand  in  marriage  no  i’m  not  yes  i  am

𝒆𝒍𝒆𝒈𝒚.

war  is  not  for  winning.  it’s  for  surviving.  or  so  it  goes.  this  is  not  a  parable  from  which  a  lesson  can  be  distilled.  this  is  the  year  835,  shiganshina  district,  and  march  is  clamouring  to  an  end  in  a  squat  little  house  that  straddles  the  town’s  periphery.  the  cusp  of  newly  kindled  life  chokes  eren  yeager  of  his  first  wail,  the  fierceness  of  which  will  reprise,  long  after,  in  song  and  shout,  resonated  from  a  chest  grown  strong.  carla  yeager  doesn’t  know  it  yet,  but  she  has  just  sent  her  son  to  war.

he  matures  at  an  almost  frenetic  pace,  leaping  out  of  his  own  skin  to  get  at  the  sun.  he  grows  strong,  oh  yes,  and  with  it,  incendiary,  stalwart  and  impetuous  to  boot.  they  take  in  a  girl  with  a  kind  of  haunting  in  her  eyes  that  none  of  them  can  touch,  and  they  lose  his  mother  to  the  encroaching  titans.  that  day,  he  breaks  his  mother’s  heart  as  only  a  son  can   —   in  the  lapse  of  time  before  she  surrenders  herself  to  the  dark,  carla  yeager  cries  out  for  the  little  boy  who  has  died  with  her.

he’s  fifteen  now,  going  on  sixteen.  shot  up  with  more  hatred  and  yearning  for  vengeance  than  blood,  so  much  of  it,  it’s  a  wonder  he  hasn’t  split  wide  open.  the  discovery  of  his  titan - shifting  abilities  very  nearly  does  the  trick,  but  they  manage  to  make  an  asset  of  him.  he  lives  up  to  it,  learns  to  live  with  the  irony  and  hilarity  of  having  become  the  very  thing  he’d  sworn  to  decimate.  sings  his  grief  to  sleep.  holds  its  tiny,  gnarled  hand,  and  sits  in  the  twin  shadows  he  now  casts   —   one  big,  one  small.

𝒕𝒉𝒆  𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒆,  𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒐𝒍𝒅  𝒐𝒏  𝒂  𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒖𝒅.

there’s  a  retelling  of  this  story  that’s  not  much  kinder,  but  it’s  a  far  cry  still,  and  it  goes  like  this   :   he  arrives  as  nothing  short  of  a  blessing  to  a  young  starlet  and  her  husband   ;   unable  to  conceive  after  their  daughter,  but  with  gallows  for  hearts  they  were  desperate  to  fill.  theirs  is  a  fable  which  rivals  that  of  the  fairy  tales  she  played  out  on  the  silver  screen  and,  for  a  while,  that’s  all  it  is.  that’s  all  anyone  remembers.  a  kingdom  that  no  god  nor  distant  star  dared  turn  away  from.  but  a  cruel,  terrible  sickness  strikes  his  mother  down  the  same  year  he  turns  a  belated  ten  and  leaves  her  demented,  withered,  hapless.  after  her  departure,  misfortune  knocks  on  their  door  again  and  again  until  eren  finally  answers   —   and  in  the  six  years  that  follow,  his  father  is  seized  and  falsely  branded  a  felon  for  medical  malpractice,  and  the  same  ailment  that  claimed  his  mother  takes  his  foster  sister  for  its  own.  eren  breaks  her  heart  as  often  only  brothers  can,  and  arrives  at  the  self - afflicting  belief  that  he,  of  course,  is  at  the  root  of  their  tragedy.

eren  flees,  and,  for  a  while,  the  notion  of  him  having  taken  all  that  bad  luck  with  him  sates  him  and  keeps  him  marauding  the  streets  like  a  stray.  up  until  he’s  hunted  down,  mutilated,  brutalised  and  staked  to  the  receiving  end  of  a  rather  ludicrous  experiment  to  create  goliaths,  giants,  as  machinated  by  a  rogue  scientist  from  the  hawkins  establishment.  it  pulls  through.  he,  somehow,  pulls  through.

some  months  and  a  search  and  destroy  later,  eren’s  deposited  into  the  foyer  of  the  xavier  institute,  with  the  promise  of  sanctuary  and  renewal.  control.  autonomy,  over  his  titan.  he’s  not  even  sure  if  they  have  an  inkling  of  a  clue,  but  it’ll  suffice.  for  now,  he’d  like  very  much  to  rest.