he’s a fucking mess. Jim’s self-awareness is stark & unforgiving. he recognizes that his own pride & ego, the very traits that have propelled him thus far, could also be his downfall. Carol's words resonate with him, echoing a truth he's been reluctant to face : he had been adept at this high-stakes game of espionage & survival, but everything changed when he fell for her. a love he denies has become his Achilles' heel. opting for New York City as his hideout—a teeming metropolis where he can easily blend into the crowd & remain inconspicuous—seemed like a sound strategy. a major city is the last place anyone would expect to find him. however, he's painfully aware that he's not at his best, his usual sharp instincts dulled by emotional turmoil.
this lapse in judgment has led to his current predicament : being followed & cornered in one of his preferred safe houses, a place once a haven of light blue hues, elegant lighting, & state-of-the-art technology, all provided by Section 31. now it feels like a gilded cage, its security breached by two unknown assailants. as Jim moves stealthily towards the disturbance, the sound of a struggle & the unmistakable noise of someone being strangled reach his ears. his confusion mounts what the fuck is going on ? with his gun expertly aimed & his senses heightened, he cautiously advances toward the commotion. each step is measured, his training taking over as he prepares to confront the threat lurking in the adjacent room.
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will never be the one to lose༉‧₊˚.
EONS ADRIFT: scaramouche x gn! reader
notes: this was cross posted from my ao3! i think this might be a little bit ooc but bear with me
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although he will never admit it, he has caught feelings for you.
the balladeer, the sixth of the fatui harbingers. the puppet crafted by an archon. he was a superior being to you. you should be beneath him. hell, even lower than enkanomiya.
but even if he would tell you, you would be a target for everyone else. finally something, someone, to get to scaramouche. to able to make him weak enough to falter. as much he harbored this much feelings for someone, he would never be able to make you his. he does not need any more weaknesses as someone who wants to ascend higher than your mortal being.
he has experienced betrayals and loss. they are all around him. they surround him everyday, echoing in his thoughts and past. he remembers the promises he has made to someone. not just once but twice.
once was from a child, probably did not mean to break any promises, but passed away. scaramouche, at the time, did not understand human emotions and feelings. he felt betrayed for the friend who died, breaking the promise.
the other time was someone he loved more than platonically but knew their relationship will never be more than friends. the person was a kind hearted samurai who took in scaramouche when he was once named kabukimono. he truly felt like a human then.
but there was a time he did not want to feel like a human. the name, kabukimono, lost all meaning. the cryo archon granted him a name, The balladeer, for the traits he possessed and although, he knew he was a chess piece within a game against the celestia.
attachments will never work with scaramouche. he needs to feel like he has nothing to lose. therefore, he does not want to experience a betrayal from you. especially not someone he knows he has romantic feelings for.
thats why you will never see a softer side to him. he will be brutal and harsh. he will always never be the one who will lose.
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he knows you're asleep in his grasp. you are sleeping in one arm and curled into his body, fitting perfectly. so perhaps, having a minor weakness wouldn’t hurt anyone. although his arms are falling asleep, he does not move a single limb. well, that was a lie. he did.
he tucks a strand of hair behind your ear, humming a lullaby about the stars. even though the stars are fake, he would always consider you as a star. you are always burning brightly and standing out in the crowd. he is rather much different from you. he has been noticing all of the differences between you both.
even though it kind of scares him. it makes sense. again, you are a mortal and he is an upcoming god. there’s no stories of a god and a mortal being in love successfully. it only exists in inazuma fiction.
but ignoring the odds, maybe for the reason you fit perfectly when you both spoon. maybe one day he would be okay with losing. losing the facade he had up and letting you in, including accepting the consequences of his actions
he tucks a strand of hair behind your ear, humming a lullaby about the stars. even though the stars are fake, he would always consider you as a star. you are always burning brightly and standing out in the crowd. he is rather much different from you. he has been noticing all of the differences between you both.
even though it kind of scares him. it makes sense. again, you are a mortal and he is an upcoming god. there’s no stories of a god and a mortal being in love successfully. it only exists in inazuma fiction.
but ignoring the odds, maybe for the reason you fit perfectly when you both spoon. maybe one day he would be okay with losing. losing the facade, he had up and letting you in, including accepting the consequences of his actions.
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Softer Prompts - @miidnighters mused: "come back to bed." (from Bella !)
The words made Eve smile, a laugh rumbling out of her at the prospect. "It's not that I don't want to, my darling, I promise," she told her, tugging her hair up a bit. "It's that if I do, we'll NEVER leave the bed today."
Not that there was anything wrong with that of course, but she knew they couldn't hide away from the world forever. She needed food at the very least, and as much as she wanted to keep Bella all to herself today, she couldn't imagine that was all Bella wanted to do. Then again, they both seemed to have the SAME insatiable appetite for each other so maybe she did.
"Unless that is your plan..."
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hi glitter bombs ! due to my work schedule not getting any better and some health issues i'm experiencing, my activity will be unreliable for the remainder of 2023. this is in no way about any of you, but about me not being in the best mindset as of late, so it's best that i step back a little before i'm burnt out further. i'll still do my best to be present, however i won't be making any promises. i appreciate those who stick around and are understanding ! ♡♡
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Dawn Encounter ★₊˚⊹✧˖°. @magnusmodig
How long had it been since she had felt something in her that was calm? Not that it was new for the young priestess. She was well familiar with abundant duties and sleepless nights. But neither of those things meant she ought to stop doing good for the world. Though she slept very little as of late, she was yet determined to bring hope back to this strange world.
She was traversing every town and every street passing out pastries from the bakery she had received, which they were unable to sell but still good to eat. She did not understand exactly why they could not sell them, but it mattered little to her as she was still able to spread cheer ( and reduce waste, of course. )
Her basket was still rather full in the early dawn. As she passed through the town outside the gardens, she saw a familiar, red-capped figure whom she had not seen in what felt like a thousand years.
" Ah, good sir Thor! " she called out, waving her hand in hopes her tall friend would see her well enough. " Hello! I have something for you. I hope you find it to your liking... I know not what treats you prefer- oh but if I may ask, I would love to know such things. " She displayed to him her basket for him to choose.
" I've seldom met others who enjoy being up this early. What brings you out to greet the dawn? " she asks with a soft smile but with a soft voice... a tired voice.
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