#horrorrooted

❝ I literally cannot deal with any more crazy bitches, I just can’t—–I should just give up sex, forever. Just be celibate. ❞ Yeah…. right.

Her current mission was to join Daisy in locating more powered people who weren't yet on the index, and bring them back to the base before the inhuman hate group ( the watchdogs ) got to them first. They tracked Lee McDermott down at his place of residence and Kenzie was the one to knock on his front door. As it opened, she flashed him her SHIELD identification badge.

ENTER, A CAUTIOUS & INTROSPECTIVE LIV MOORE AS SHE MOVES AROUND THE CURRENT LOCATION SHE’S TASKED HERSELF TO INVESTIGATE. hands move over flowers, fingers delicately drifting over each petal. they’re so frail and bitter, just like the brain she was currently on. it’s as if the victim saw life through darker eyes, gloomy eyes.            ❝ this flower had color and could bloom once. and yet death, blind to the beauty of all living things, even one as vibrant as this, has swept over it, wrenching it closer to the ground. ❞           she assumes herself alone. the world around her quiet as ever until she hears footsteps approach, knocking her from the dreary trance she had found herself in.

them mcelboys || accepting

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     “Maybe your appetite– don’t actually do that, though, please.” It’s supposed to be a joke, but it trips out in a strangled, delayed laugh. Chris hesitates: comforting shoulder pat, or no? Will it come off as condescending, unwelcome? Or maybe it’ll be appreciated. If he’s learned anything at all, it’s that DOUBT has a hand in ruining any and all of his relationships: it’s made him keep his distance from Josh after his sisters ran off into the night; it’s kept him silent when he was full to bursting with a heart full of affection for Ash, and kept quiet until the thought-to-be final moments.