#fireburdened

“So, how does it work?” The Kraken shifted and scratched the back of his head. “Do you go like ‘flame on!’ and then bam! Or?-” Diego would say the coolest part if cool was really the best word growing up in the Umbrella Academy, was testing their powers and unlocking potential. “When you touch things, do they heat up too?” None of his siblings had any elemental abilities so he was eager to see hers in action. 

The Accords had been put into place for a reason, and if this was a downworlder that they didn't have a file on and they'd broken the Accords? It was going to be a long, long night for all of them. Usually when they caught someone they brought them back to the Institute and allowed the Clave to handle them. But tonight he wasn't in the mood to call into Idris and have someone portal to the Institute and then portal their prisoner back for interrogation. For all he knew they could be a mundane with the sight and if they were brought back to the Institute it would make the night even more complicated. Jace just needed more information before he decided to figure out what his next step was going to be. Either way they were going to have a long conversation. "Do you not realise just how much trouble you're in?"

@fireburdened | Weapon Based Starters | accepting 

- what your muse’s name is in mine’s phone?

It’s ‘Fayebae’, because reasons. 

- what your muse’s picture is in mine’s phone?

- what your muse’s ringtone is in mine’s phone?

‘We Didn’t Start the Fire’ because he’s a cheeky lil shit

- my muse’s last text to your muse?

[sms: Fayebae]: if you were in avatar you’d be like a fire bender right?Delivered 2:05 AM

now i gotta spray HIMMM

❝Yeah yeah YEAH. I know you’re more than capable of looking after yourself. Sorry for GIVING A SHIT.❞ There’s a slight roll of her eyes and a HUFF just waiting to fall from painted lips. It wasn’t TYPICAL of Faye to offer up advice or TRY and help someone else, and of course the one time she DID do it? She got shot down for it. No wonder she doesn’t BOTHER.

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“No—I...don’t be sorry for giving a shit. It’s just that everyone around me thinks I need some sort of protection—like I’m gonna break or something.” The problem with being human in a world that was so utterly obsessed with those that had these abilities popping up everywhere. “It shows that you care about people, it’s a nice and genuine gesture. Sometimes it just makes me feel useless.” Or maybe those were his insecurities talking.

@fireburdened | faye & justin

❝Don’t WORRY               There’s a zero percent chance of me throwing myselfOUT THERE and into danger, alright?❞ Okay probably not a ZERO percent chance but hey - if it made her FEEL better to hear Faye say it and possibly get her off her back about it? Then sure. ZERO PERCENT CHANCE.

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“You sure about that?” Viv had all but taken the moment seriously, crossing her arms in absolute retreat before finally adding, “Somehow, I don’t believe you, and yet...you’re so stubborn about it.” The way her voice had fluctuated between words left her irritated. “I get it—you’re...gonna go do this anyways, but I just want you to be safe.”

@fireburdened​ | faye & vivica

Five Times Kissed || selectively accepting 

@fireburdened​

The first time Diego kissed Faye it was at least one in the morning next to a food truck. They had been working on a case which led them near a string of clubs around the city. Thank god drunken club goers lived off food trucks otherwise they would have been stuck searching for an open convenient store or gas station. One moment, he was chowing down on an amazing street taco, and the next, he was captivated by his partner in crime solving. She looked so stunning and alluring in the glow of the streetlight that Diego couldn’t help but lean in a little closer…

Faye insisted on taking Diego dancing the second time. Something about this being a proper date. Number Two would swear up and down that he didn’t dance, but once he had some liquid courage, the man was a dancing machine. Luckily Diego wasn’t too far gone that evening, otherwise the Viper would be pretty embarrassed by his ‘moves.’ They’d been pretty close for most of the night, pressed up against one another, in tune and moving to the pounding bass of the club. But suddenly, the moment just seemed right. Diego angled his head to meet her lips with his own and everything else was drowned out; it was just him and Faye.