→ 𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐯𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐨 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞 && 𝐭𝐯 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰/𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐞 𝐦𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐞 → 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡, 𝐚𝐭𝐥𝐚, 𝐝:𝐛𝐡, 𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝, 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐠𝐞 → 𝐧𝐬𝐟𝐰 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭, 𝟏𝟖+ 𝐦𝐮𝐧, 𝐦𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥-𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 → 𝐬𝐞𝐦𝐢-𝐥𝐢𝐭 𝟑+ 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐡𝐬 → 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫, 𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬, 𝐦𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢-𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐬, 𝐦𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢-𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐬, 𝐝𝐮𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞

❤ 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒊𝒆 ❤

Tagging:  anyone that wants to do this <3

❝ no, i am not a fellow adventurer, and no, i do not accept coin to do any magic tricks, ❞ lyden is quick to say, waving a hand away as he returns to his bread and soup.

part of him felt defeated, but another part of him wanted nothing other than to continue fighting against it. then, there was that other part of him that was in plain denial of it all. no, he's better than this. better than the revolting hospital food and the iv drip at his side.

𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐔𝐄𝐃 // @handerscn

the world was far from perfection, and it was going to stay that way until someone did something about it.

perhaps it wasn't enough to firmly keep his place within the detroit police department. perhaps it wasn't enough to switch a few numbers around, get him the pass from the higher-ups to prevent his decommissioning as well.

it wasn't difficult to pull the strings when no one understands that you are the puppeteer.

𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐔𝐄𝐃 // @healingbrews

plenty of time had passed since overwatch had fallen ; collapsed from the inside-out, more like. it was gradual, slow, but unfortunately inevitable. the weight of her actions and selfishness lay on her shoulders, and the people that suffered ? well, there were many.

ana thought she had been doing a good job keeping her identity in wraps, but there were few obvious signs that made it clear as day that it was the former commander ; though it wasn't like the world knew that she was alive. the world saw her dead, and she planned to keep it that way for as long as she could.

maybe it was one of her contacts that gave her away -- the one that fashioned her infamous shrike uniform long ago. the possibilities swirled inside the sniper's head in an instant.

❝ i don't have an idea about what you're talking about, young lady, ❞ she's mid-pouring tea and didn't feel like getting third-degree burns today ; she just needed to keep a level head about this. a hand reaches out towards a bag of sugar once she's finished, her sleep dart gun resting inside.

❝ it isn't your fault, ❞ she sighs out as she's tending to his injuries, disregarding her own. her own words sat in her chest, weighing her down. it wasn't his fault, but she felt partially responsible for it all. she knew that she wasn't single-handedly responsible for everything that happens in the field, but all of the deaths and other tragedies of war were all pre-determined before they even set foot on the field.

it all began in the meeting room, with the other commanders at her side.

the other's feigned concern doesn't catch zuko off guard. he kind of expects it from her, actually -- to pretend like she cares only for her words to be laced with poison that cut deep.

❝ it's just something that you're born with, ❞ he says, taking note about the fascination in the other's voice. were benders uncommon in this place ? he couldn't remember seeing a single bender on the way here ...

❝ i'm not so sure about the history or whatever, but bending goes way back -- ❞ he tries to pull the pieces together, but ... honestly ? he just ends up stumbling across his own words. iroh would have definitely been a better conversational partner about this sort of thing, especially to a researcher like her. ❝ only one person can bend all four elements, and that person is the avatar. ❞

so the woman did not want to be found ? ana was already letting her mind jump from one idea to another, creating assumptions and drawing to conclusions as to why the white-haired bandit wanted to stay on the low side. but she knew better than to outright ask.

❝ you put it nicely ; many stories are exaggerations, far from the truth, ❞ she takes one good look at her work before she sits back in her stool, hands clasped in her lap. ❝ but there is always a little bit of truth in them, no matter how small. ❞

with overwatch's current reputation as well as the ever-growing technological advancements talon provided to their soldiers, each and every single fight started to turn to losses. even the top agents in their aquatic field seemed to take a hit ... including raymond moran.

❝ yeah ... i guess you could call it an energy, ❞ he says, but something about the simple word just doesn't do bending justice. but he wasn't quite sure how to explain it to non-benders in a way they could fully understand. it was just one of those things where ... it just happens.

but the explanation should do for now. he wasn't like a guru or anything, so he couldn't explain it that well either.

❝ you asking if you wanna get a drink again is saying one of two things : you wanna spend more time with me, and or you wanna get crazy drunk again and do those crazy-ass positions again cause you can't stop thinking about it. either way, you wanna spend more time with me, which is not what i'm used to, ❞ bojack replies. because, to be honest, holy crap she was an animal in bed. not in a bad way, of course.