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[newsreporter16]

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Trigger Warnings: $u!c!d@l thoughts, attempted $u!c!d3, mentions of $3lf-h@rm, unstable mental health and mental breakdown.

January was in an alleyway. Her mind was spinning and her thoughts are all over the place. Her father has done the unthinkable. He posted a news story about former assassins of the Red Room and HYDRA.

January was at her breaking point. She couldn’t take anymore. She just wanted to end it all. She wanted to end the suffering. She sat in the corner of the alleyway. She looks at the claw marks on her arms.

January looks at her hands and unsheathes her razor sharp cat-like claws that emerged from her fingernails. She looks at them for a while. She was finally going to end it. “You are doing yourself a favor, January. Dad deserves to lose the last family he has.” She says to herself.

“He deserves to lose his only child.”

[red-room-boy]

I was stupid for thinking I could be safe. I can’t trust any of them. Alone again

[glaciescustodia]

Huh, its no wonder he liked this view so much. Outside the view of this height, inns had always been a perfect spot to prey on. And with Lantern Rite came plenty more sleeping folks from all over, not just Liyueans.

For now, he's had much to devour already, so he can wait for another night.

[whosafraidoflittleoldme17]

Aurora and You when back in time to Rome just for Fun as you two could see what It was like. She was being super careful especially when she found out The Emerpor or Emerpors were Geta and Caracalla. "You got to be kidding its fucking them we should go back home before anything happens" she told You.

@the-good-redheaded-witch @thebestmerc-1 @mini-byers @lupinegirl @we-love-redwing @proud-owner-0f-americas-ass @clintbarton-thearrowguy @laura-barton-shield @its-nate-the-sharpshot @baby-barton @cooperbarton-hawkeyeskid @hawkeyes-favorite @antvnger @the-best-black-widow @officialscottlang @your-fav-russian-assassin and Anyone else who sees this

[dont-call-me-winnie]

Open Post(No spoilers for S2)

Timeline: Just after S1

Location: Streets of Zaun

Winter walks through the streets of Zaun wearing a grey cloak. The infamous Black Pearl normally wears a black cloak.

How could she have been so stupid? She joined Silco's side and almost killed her own family. Even if it was, because she was emotionally vulnerable due to her dead girlfriend. She didn't really feel like she belonged anywhere. Sure she could just make another identity, but what was the point?

Her striking purple hair is hid inside her cloak. She didn't even watch where she was going when she bumps into you. "Sorry..." she whispers absentmindedly, before getting up and offering you her hand.

"I-I didn't see you there."

You recognize the familiar voice.

No pressure Tags:

@narwhals-randomness(I forgot your rp account tag), @zauns-fav-firelight, @crazyareskid, @cami-the-cutesy

[webbedphantom]

"Question for all my fellow Phantom Thieves;"

"How we feeling about the new suit? Too flashy?"

Is this really a good use of our time?

"What? I can't ask for feedback?"

Feedback is more efficient before the project is finished. You just want an excuse to show it off.

"... I can neither confirm nor deny that claim-"

You mean you don't want to.

"I can't confirm that claim either."

Of course...

[a-hell-of-a-lot-of-muses]

"The god's gift to man has returned! Bonjour~!"

[psychic-master-will]

He is watching the shenanigans around him.

[elitexfourxlucian]

"These Arc Suits are certainly interesting. It makes me wonder if we elites can rise to the challenge to obtain our own."

[red-room-boy]

Ready to comply…

[a-hell-of-a-time-archive]

"...how does one find a girlfriend, exactly?

Asking for a friend, of course."

[glaciescustodia]

''.....''.

All he can find himself doing, after leftovers traces of a most enduring foe, got wiped out, is sit atop a peak. Little seems to unfold amidst the inner lands of the Sacred Mountain, apart from the occasional roars amidst sky & clouds.

Kinich can't help but feel immersed, relaxed even. So much so, that he simply decided to bring out his wings, let them catch on some fresh air.

Just taking a look down at thriving sources of phlogiston, the Hunter sighs, relief if nothing else.

It feels like so long ago, since last having walked this place, a place that once felt like a fever dream, felt so unimaginable before his eyes.

Truly, how long ago was it again?.

[paldean-sunshine]

Have you ever seen a herd of big tough, buff Tauros, spooky Gengar, tall Corviknight and Ampharos cower in the presence of a 5ft 2in/160cm woman? Look no further.

[cardtricksandminormendings]

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They tell Quentin he's being put up in a room while the red tape around his having been legally missing and presumed dead is sorted out. It might even be true. But also Quentin is fairly sure that the plan is to keep him at Brakebills. Indefinitely. And as a subject of study more than a student.

He doesn't think they'll be able to, in the long run. But for the moment he's willing to sit with a book, his only movement the slight shift when he breathes and when his hands turn pages. He barely even needs to blink.

Humans aren't this still. But he isn't that, now. Mortal, and they think aging like normal, but not human. He can see magic now, and other things he hasn't been able to identify yet.

And he can sense someone at the door before it opens - or at least he can sense their magic in a prickle down his spine and a taste in his mouth.

"I know if you're coming in you have a key, and I can't open it, but still, it's polite to knock," he says without looking up when it does open.

[ask-emilyrosestein]

In the lab, you hear the sound of music, “Muffin Time” being played at blast, bass boosted, and on loop.

.... . .... .

WHO LET THE POSSESSOR OUT WITHOUT ANY SUPERVISION????

( @ask-lucky-domingogb ) Lucky, where are the emergency tennis balls? I know you and Lars have been through this before-