#resolutevalor

Horatio can't help but smirk at the grand entrance she makes, having expected no less from the billionaire. Not to mention showing up fashionably late, which begged the question, where was she prior to her arrival? It wasn't a question he'd ask out loud, at least not yet. As intelligent and quick thinking as she was, she'd have some sort of excuse ready to go and the Lieutenant, as always, would keep his skepticism to himself. Then again, maybe she'd be telling him the truth, but he never quite knew with her. This was a woman wrapped in secrets. He solved the mystery of her disappearance, but was still working on the mystery that was Brianna Wayne herself.

It wasn't just the case that was keeping him in Gotham. It wasn't just the League of Shadows and his involvement keeping him here. It wasn't just Commissioner Gordon's request for his help that was keeping him here.

It was the woman climbing off of the motorcycle, flipping her hair back and forth like something out of a movie - which he very much could not look away from - making her way towards him. Not towards anyone else, not inside the building. But towards him. But it was also the woman in the cowl. It was the Bat that patrolled the dark streets of Gotham, watching from above. These two women that couldn't be anymore different, yet... were so similar to the Lieutenant. Thoughts that, again, he'd keep to himself. He'd simply observe and learn.

The flute is forced into his hand and the Lieutenant grins, eyeing the liquid in the glass until she stepped closer to him. Now standing dangerously close. Someone might think something scandalous if they saw how close the two were standing, drinks in their hands, and yet... the thought didn't scare him. Not much did, really. Instead, he turned his head towards her, the gap between their mouths shortening even more. She took the first drink and his darkened blue eyes fell to her lips. Unabashedly so. He found himself wondering how they tasted, looking quite tempting with the champagne now settled on her lips.

//Oh gosh, well...this kind of thing makes me leery since I'm always afraid of leaving someone out (I tend to be forgetful, and it's nothing personal), so I'll preface this by saying that if I follow you, I 1,000% think you're worth following! <3 I'm also going to do this in alphabetical order, cuz I don't want to rank anyone either!

1) @brooklynislandgirl ~ Super sweet and friendly, with a very fleshed out, well-written OC. Turtle's pro se always makes me want to try 10,000x harder so that I can match her quality! If I ever wanted to roll in someone's writing like a pile of leaves, hers would be it. <3 I get a lot of joy every time I read her replies.

2) @dreaminganthea ~ A new friend, but no less valuable! I enjoy her OC, as well as the period drama m.emes/posts she reblogs. And it's also fun to chat OOC with her about Ben/Seth, cuz obviously, I need more outlets to be annoying about them lol.

3) @faithhearted & @retrograderesemblance ~ These two are getting tagged as a package deal, cuz they're my ride-or-dies (apologies in advance, and/or my c.ondolences lol). Anyone who's been following me since the beginning shouldn't be surprised to see their names, cuz...well...just look at how often they pop up on my blog lol. I'm always in awe of their diabolical plot ideas, and how much they bring to the table. They research SO much for their OCs, and it honestly puts me to shame. Can't give enough praise in the world! <3

4) @morgansmornings ~ Very kind and fun to talk to, and with a great OC who she's super passionate about. I love all the lore, and seeing how she interacts with Ben. Our thread is definitely more lighthearted than most of mine, and I love that little breather; though I also see the potential for more, which is always the best kind of writing experience. :)

5) @resolutevalor ~ Aly is my oldest mutual! <3 I only created Ben cuz of her Anna, so if you're sick of seeing me here, blame her LoL. I've really been enjoying our Ben/Y.elena interactions lately, and she has a great grasp and passion for all her characters in general. Always great to see her on my dash!

6) @savingthrcw ~ I honestly wasn't sure which of her blogs to tag, cuz they're all great! I first started writing with Ele on her Emma S.wan page, and the chaos began from there lol. She has an insanely intuitive grasp of every character we've ever discussed. Even though I've obviously been (obsessively) studying Ben since 2020, after I convinced Ele to watch TURN, I was always so impressed by her analyses -- and yes, she pointed out some things I'd never truly considered! With that said, she brings that same level of attention to detail with her own muses, and she always has a lot of passion and eagerness to interact with the RPC.

Bonus (cuz I said so!): @marisetcaelum ~ We've been mutuals for a couple years, iirc, but never really got to interact much until now. I'm really enjoying getting to know both them and their OC, Bird, and I have a feeling Bird's going to be too much for Ben to handle lol. Mun's yet another person I've suckered into watching TURN, and I'm not sorry at all. >:)

Being able to spend time with Phoenix during Christmas had been fun. A lot of fun. He knew neither the Marshals nor the navy knew about them but the fact the partnership had gone so well to bring them together for the party was icing on the cake but as quickly as the joy of the party arrived the sadness of them having to go back to base, far from Harlan County, hit like a ton of bricks. Back they were having to message, both in text and picture, and video chat when they could. Other times when they were separated over the last month and bit of them knowing each other it felt like their schedules married up a lot easier than it did during the holidays but holidays brought on idiots which meant the US Marshals were on double and triple duty.

Thankfully things were calming down on his end and he knew exactly what he wanted to do to bring in the New Year and who exactly with. It was a long shot, at least he thought it. He had heard of the navy sailing to the middle of nowhere and letting off some shots to celebrate the year. He didn't want to pull Phoenix away from that but he had to at least ask. She could say no and he would be cool with it. After a number of messages back and forth, where a weekend in his cabin turned into a week together, he realized he completely forgot to mention the passing of the year but figured she would have been reminded when she checked to get the week off from her duties.

He knew the navy would fly her from their base to an airport closer to him. Even if it was still a bit of a drive to the cabin. As the clock ticked over to the time the plane should be landing he pulled up at the front door of the small airport. Opening the door of his car he stepped out and leaned against the car, facing the door of the building. Taking his hat off he ran a nervous hand through his hair, trying to ignore the butterflies in his stomach, before placing it back on his head.

10: Last thing you did before logging in?

11: What is the most precious thing you own?

12: The last time the mun cried.

13: Muse that the mun is most like. (if applicable)

From the munday question meme

9: the last concert I went to was back in 2018 when I went to see Beyonce. It was a fun time!

10: the last thing I did was do laundry before logging in

11: the most precious thing is my cd collections that are old but I can't seem to let them go.

12: to be honest with you? I cried yesterday

He could feel the 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐓 seeping through his skin and biting into his bones. Time didn’t exist anymore. Jack couldn’t gauge how long it’d been since the Titanic had made her decent down to the ocean’s bed and they’d all been plunged into the icy cold water, awaiting a 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇 that was sure to come. In fact, he could barely keep his eyes open anymore. He was so numb that he could barely feel any of his limbs, a thick coating of ice layering his hair. If not for Rose’s voice and her touch, Jack figured his body would’ve already 𝐒𝐇𝐔𝐓 𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐍 by now.

“Rose..” His voice came out shaky as he forced his eyes open to stare up at her on the piece of debris, 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐙𝐄𝐍 lashes making it difficult to see her through the fog of his breath. “I’m not.. I’m not g-going anywhere..” 𝐘𝐄𝐓. Not until he knew she’d been rescued. It may have been too late for him, but her? She still had a chance. “You’re g-gonna be okay, you hear me?” Forcing a smile that didn’t quite land given he couldn’t feel his face, Jack gently squeezed her hand in his.