𝑰 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒔𝒂𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝑰 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅.

[ambitious]

𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 | 𝐠𝐢𝐟𝐬/𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐨𝐬 | 𝐭𝐞𝐱𝐭 | 𝐚𝐮 | 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬-𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧 | 𝐧𝐬𝐟𝐰 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞

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for jason

[violents]

[ continued from here. ]


as far away from here as possible.

[ is that sad? probably a little. ]

lmao thank you <3

[theotherobin]

we'd go and be our very own crime fighting duo somewhere out there?

[ maybe a little, but he gets it. ]

<333

[violents]

fuck yes. we'd be our very own superheroes. no more of this second tier sidekick bullshit.

[theotherobin]

hey, who you callin a sidekick?

[violents]

remind me whose name people say first when they mention you and wayne?

[theotherobin]

they just don't fucking know yet. they'll learn my name.

fun fact. in an entire season, rose smiles like once.

[violents]

nothing strikes fear into the hearts of gotham scumbags like bird boy.

pretty sure she smiles like 3 times around jason, come on!!

[theotherobin]

hey, fuck you.

for jamie

[coffka]

( continued from here. )

i've got so many questions.
like, how could you tell she was happy???
and how could you tell she was a she??
and why exactly does a spider being happy make you miserable?????

[parttimeprick]

scause of like

all the lil things she's doin with her legs

it's happy, yeah??

but it's my space

whys she bein all happy there

[coffka]

right, so just to clarify
do you want all spiders to be miserable
or just this one specific spider?

[parttimeprick]

jus the one

i'm not a monster

[coffka]

i don't know
you're being awfully hard on one poor little spider
just think what kind of horrible life it must lead
always having to hide away in corners and dark spaces
afraid to come out of hiding because it might get smushed or eaten or bug sprayed
maybe it's just trying to be friends with you, have you ever thought of that?

[parttimeprick]

now why'd you hafta go n humanize it like that

fuckin hell

you think spiders like popcorn?

[coffka]

mmmm hard to say
i think they probably prefer bugs
but you can try it?

for cook

[ambitious]

[ continued from here ]

it couldn't wouldn't be the first time i've been wrong about someone, but i have hope for you yet, cook.

[ where cook avoids expectations, quinn thrives off of them. or at least, she did. the pretty little blonde becomes the youngest cheerleading captain in the school's history. dates the captain of the football team. the perfect golden girl until one moment of weakness ruined everything. ]

how about this. if you promise to be on your best behavior, i'll show you where my dad keeps his best liquor. the stuff he thinks i don't even know about.

[shitholed]

i can't stop you from believing whatever you want.

[ just another person he'll probably end up disappointing in the end. ]

bribing me with liquor now? fine, i'll be a good little cookie tonight. pinkie swear and everything.

..ziggy?? listen i rolled this rng prompt

[baring]

( for the third night in a week, bellamy's been kicked out of his cabin with another counselor with an abrupt, 'don't know what to tell you, man, find somewhere else to bunk tonight. i promised my lady the place to ourselves.' at least the guy's considerate enough to throw him his coat and a blanket, but in the moment he struggles to find his gratitude. frustrated, cold and not eager to sleep in the grass and twigs again has him stumbling towards the end of the line of cabins where he can get a fire going, not unlike what he's done the last few nights.

he's surprised when he sees ziggy out, fire already going, and not a single soul ( particularly, her sister ) around to dissuade her. probably, he should try and do his job. he tried the first time they ran into each other, does that count? )

Do I wanna know what you're up to? ( he's already setting down his blanket in a neat folded square on the grass, nearby when it becomes necessary but off to the side until then. bellamy's capable of being arrogant enough to assume she'd been waiting on him — more than once is habitual, after all — but there's something about her that keeps him from jumping to that conclusion. something about him, too. starts with an i and ends with nsecurity. )

[shittysider]

[ lights out --for campers anyway-- was over an hour ago, but if that's the only rule she's broken today then the counselors ought to consider themselves lucky. at least she isn't burning the camp down which, truth be told, is what she'd really like to do. but the sunnyvalers are already so smug and superior, ziggy can't stand the idea of giving them one more reason to look down on shadyside. to pity the poor, troubled kids trapped there.

so she has a little fire going. so she happens to know that bellamy passed this way a night or two ago. spotted him through the window of her cabin while the other girls happily chatted away about this boy or that boy or what they're going to do when they go home.

there's maybe two people here ziggy doesn't completely despise. he's just lucky enough to be one of them. ]

Camping. [ looking up at him with a self-satisfied grin, she waves an arm through the air in vague indication of the woods. the cabins and mess hall. ] That's what we're supposed to be doing here, right?

[baring]

In a glorified, supervised, not-actually-relying-on-the-wilderness way, yeah. ( he makes no effort to conceal the amusement that sparks in response to her sass. she's not wrong. being a fellow resident of shadyshide has given him thicker skin and a similar resentment for his place in the world. in and out of foster care after his mother died didn't make his social standing better and declaring legal guardianship of his sister ( when he was able ) hadn't done bellamy any favors either. he knows what people say.

his blanket may have already been discarded but for now, he remains standing adjacent to her. )

You mind if I join you? ( as if he hasn't already interrupted her. ) Someone should get on that supervising thing I mentioned and between the two of us, I don't think I'm equipped for the job.

for corey

[afflictings]

( continued from here. )

Wait, tunnels? You're underground?
Kind of weird, but that at least narrows things down a little bit.
Just keep talking to me, okay? So I know you haven't lost consciousness.

[maskpowers]

Yeah I think so.
Might be a sewer? Seems like one.

My battery is getting low but I can keep texting for a while.

[afflictings]

Okay. That's okay.
Just stay in touch as long as you can.
Things are tricky enough as is without you passing out on me.

Still no light or anything?

[maskpowers]

Nope not really.
I’ll keep heading this way just in case.

for ash

[hacketeers]

( cont. )

Or maybe your mom was a little hard of hearing and a lot overly complimentary.
I can appreciate good music, I just didn't hear any last night.