#our bbs

Taking in a deep breath, Holly pushed the door open to Moonie’s and entered the bar, glancing back and forth as she sought out a very particular patron. There weren’t many things in life that made the brunette pause, she usually barreled headlong into anything that came her way, confident enough in herself to know she could handle whatever came her way. But telling your eldest, and beloved sibling, that you’d been sent by your parents to spy on him was not something Holly was looking forward to. But it had to be done. She couldn’t lie to Travis, and he knew her well enough to know she’d never willingly relocate to a fucking small town like Mystic.

So as her light brown eyes traveled over the occupants of Moonie’s, only to find the person she was looking for seated by himself at the bar in a corner of the establishment, Holly shook her head with a smile. Ignoring all the stares she seemed to get wherever she went, she marched right up to her brother and plopped down on the seat beside him. “You know, you and Adele really could have chosen a town that at least had a Target within a 20 mile radius.” she chastised, signaling to the bartender she’d have one of whatever Travis was having. No ‘hello’ or ‘I’m here,’ Holly simply announced her presence with demands and disdain, as she always did, as if Travis should have known she’d end up following him here.

⭒ ★  Valentina Wilson ★ ⭒ Legacy

Valentina Wilson always protected her siblings. Whether it was keeping them busy while their parents fought about all the secrets her father was keeping or cleaning up the evidence of his deeds so their Mother didn’t find out. Lenny was a dutiful daughter who appeared to the blue-bloods of Gotham to be the perfect wife someday.

That all blew up when her brother Joseph is killed in the crossfire of her Father’s business. Surrounded by a grieving family and a man barely recognisable as a father anymore, Lenny makes a choice. She leaves with him. In her mind distancing him from the rest of the family is a sacrifice well worth it.

Sacrifice is definitely the name of the game. After being almost killed by a man out to hurt her Father Valentina is injected with a version of the Merikuru serum, both saving her life and changing it forever.

What’s a girl to do with the ability to control people with a simple touch and a few words? Not to mention she can lift most men over her head? You become an assassin for hire with a specialty for making things look like accidents. Effortlessly blending in with the upper-class to wipe them out for the highest bidder.

It’s the perfect life for Slade Wilson’s daughter.

That is until her newest assignment comes right from the big man himself. With an order to not ask questions and kill anyone in her way. Which would be fine if her little sister wasn’t suddenly in the cross-hairs. It’s Shakespearean irony at its best that the sister she tried to protect from her father ended up running with the Bat instead. And don’t even get her started on Dick Grayson. Can’t a girl just like a guy without her superpowers getting in the way?

@holyprayed

Hand in hand, the two were walking through the slums. Tifa was leading the way towards the bar as she did habitually. Her mind was clouded with thoughts every which way, ones from recovery of the slums, to the decor of the bar. The fallen plate had caused more damage than she could have imagined, the loss of lives haunting Tifa if she stopped to think about it. She hadn’t said anything in a while, almost forgetting that she was leading the way. Her quiet must have stuck out, as her head perked when she heard Aerith speak. 

@silentiumxamoris