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10231334490?profile=RESIZE_400xHortencia Rosenberg
the ‘Swallowtail Butterfly’
32 years old
Hazel-blue eyes
Chocolate brown hair
Taken under wing by Frank Castle
FC: Barbara Palvin

Hortencia is a playful, free-spirited young woman born and raised in the sunshine state of California. Sun, sand and surf. Her childhood was simple; she went to school, aced her grades, graduated with flying colours and made her parents proud. They weren’t rich folks but they worked hard to give their daughters the best life possible. Hortencia was fourteen when her youngest sister went missing. Over a decade later her body was finally retrieved from a sewage system. Her parents never fully recovered from the loss. By now she’d moved out of town and traveled interstate, finding herself amidst the soaring skyscrapers of New York. There she’d picked up work at the Butterfly Lounge, a not-so-seedy gentleman’s club owned and operated by one of New York’s renowned mafia families. The money was great. She could’ve afforded herself an upstate apartment with all the bells and whistles, and yet she remained humble, choosing a much smaller apartment in a shabby building not too far from the gentleman’s club. It wasn’t much but it was home. Sitting atop the external fire escape staircase listening to the nocturnal sounds of the city were one of her favourite past times. It was there she met someone most unexpected. A man named Frank Castle.

 

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Her relationship with Frank Castle came about after a chance encounter late one evening. From there, coffee dates were had and eventually one thing led to another. It wasn’t her intention to sleep with him. They were from two very different worlds. His was built around violence, PTSD and revenge. Hortencia on the other hand just wanted to save her money and live her life. He was older, had lost his family and was out to exact revenge on those that took the lives of his former wife and children. She wasn’t there to replace anyone. She knew this. Frank had made it very clear from the beginning this was a bad idea. However, Hortencia was stubborn. She wanted to see him again. Occasionally he’d slip through her window and they’d spend the night tangled up in one another. As time went on, Hortencia found herself falling more in love with the mercenary. An unexpected romance blossomed until the mafia boss - her boss - found out Hortencia was seeing someone unassigned to her position. Things got nasty and she got hurt. From then onwards, Frank had forbidden her from returning to the Butterfly Lounge. If looks could kill, Hortencia’s a black widow. Beautiful, dangerous, manipulative, and would protect what is hers no matter the cost.

 

 

 

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Minerva Elmers
the Doctor
34 years old
Steel blue eyes
Dirty blonde hair
Bound by heart to Negan Morgan
Bound by submission to Meth Head Mac
FC: Candice Swanepoel

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ntroducing Daddy's Kitten. A feisty blonde with striking features and a temper to match! Growing up, Minerva wanted nothing more than to study medicine. Like her father. Eventually she would find herself in Seattle, Washington. A bright eyed and bushy tailed Minerva put herself through Med-School, keeping herself busy by taking on extra shifts at one of the local bars well into the night. A tired Minerva struggled to make it through some days without falling asleep at her desk, but she prevailed and would go on to get her degree. Her mother passed unexpectedly. Not a month after her Med-School graduation in fact. Her father was left to raise a handful of children on his own, taking on two jobs just to support them all. Minerva included. Not wanting to feel like a burden, Minerva packed only the essentials and headed south-west. Destination unknown. It was then she realized that her dream of becoming a doctor was destined for failure. As the world turned and the dead walked the earth, Minerva abandoned her vehicle in a small, desolate town and continued on foot. How she'd managed to survive as long as she did before stumbling across the likes of one Negan Morgan, she wasn't sure. He was older and carried with him that ridiculous bat. However, he sure was easy on the eyes and more than once she'd made it clear she would claim his leather jacket as her own. One day.


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the Songbird
25 years young
Grey eyes
Copper curls
Bound to no one
FC: Morgan Crabtree

Yes, Hennessey. Like the Whisky. A youthful blend of adventure and sunlight, honeyed warmth and striking beauty. Hennessey was a bright young woman who fought hard for her college grades. After her father was indicted on a series of murder charges, Hennessey separated herself from her family, dropped out of college and mysteriously disappeared from the face of the earth. Everyone thought she'd run away. But why would a bright student with top grades who was liked by everyone suddenly disappear? Truth was, she hadn't just disappeared. She'd been taken. Sold. Dehumanized.

She had become another statistic on the news. 'Another woman missing. Suspected dead.' And eventually people stopped looking for her. She became a distant memory and people moved on. Her escape several years later came with dire consequences; Hennessey had severe memory loss. Everything she thought she knew no longer existed in her mind. She's basically a blank slate.  


Monster.

"You’re a little on the thinner side than I was expecting." He notes, twisting a lock of hair around his skeletal finger. I felt his dark eyes raking across my waspish frame, evaluating my worth. Not worth much, I heard one man say as he turned his nose up. Another slid a gloved digit across my collar and up the side of my neck, blood pulsing thickly beneath the thin membrane of skin.~

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Werewolf
Age unknown
Eye color changes with mood
Hair, depending on light source can be lighter or darker
Single || Omega
FC: Amandla Stenberg

Willa's life hasn't been easy. She wasn't like the other children. She was... different. Special. One of several 'orange' children, Willa's abilities flourished from a very early age - much like the others. Her ability to erase or alter one's memories, see into the future to a degree, and manipulate one's physical form, along with her own form in the way of shapeshifting into a wolf made her one of the higher level threats. And she wasn't the only one. Several others, none of whom she'd encountered during her stay at the facility, were just as dangerous. Willa was adopted into a loving family at the age of two and by her fifth birthday, she'd managed to erase her parents memories of her. Unsure of how a child had entered their home, they called social services who came and took Willa from the only home she ever knew, from the only people she ever loved, and placed her with hundreds of other children in the Facility. The Facility itself looked more like a greenhouse or some kind of harvesting plant. Guards wearing head to toe armour and carrying semi-automatic weapons stood guard. Nowhere was safe. There were eyes and ears everywhere.

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  • 3655788698?profile=RESIZE_710xIt felt like moments when he'd disappeared into the kitchen. The little Butterfly was used to adrenaline packed adventures and not playing this house wife game. She was used to something that had excitement and blood and guns and kink. He's heard word about a heist going down in Cuba, if he did his math correctly, these sons of bitches were heading out there in about a week. And leaving in three days, would give them plenty of time to fuck around before they were on the job. She was tough. And it's no wonder why. She had to put up with affluent young self entitled pricks on a nightly basis. All that pent up frustration would no doubt fester until the point of no return. So... Why not train her? 

    And train her he had. She was a curvy, beautiful fighting machine. The odd couple needed to rouse themselves to action once again. He was confident in Hattie's skills, more so that he wanted to bring her along with him on this endeavor. To see the fire behind those limpid pearlescent hues was enough to keep the marine happy, and her not feeling gloomy. Typically he was good at maintaining secrecy but as of late, he was transparent to the Butterfly. Hopefully she wouldn't have been able to tell as to why he sauntered off so quickly.

    "Hattie.."-he called out,-" Did you see where my duffelbag went?" She knew the one. The onyl duffelbag he'd ever owned had his artillery hiding within the confines of the leather bag.

  • You have chosen your fate!

    Now my senpai, let us do the cuddles, eating the popcorn and watching dinosaurs go RAWR RAWR RAWR

  • :: Makes Raptor Mewling noises. ::

     

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    Walkers hues looked down towards his wound grinting his teeth at the slight pain before he than looked towards the woman reaching out as if she were wanting to help, Walker slowly reached down lifting the woman securely to her feet before he than spoke out "We will camp out at the cave sides tonight, head back home at day light." With that being said Walker ripped an older black t-shirt of his tying it tightly to secure the wound the his upper right side of chest, but there was no time in cleaning or doing anything at this moment.. what they needed was shelter for the night and away from the major towns and cities.

    An hour or so passed before making it to the cave sides, deep thick forest surrounded them all with a large cave over looking the tree tops miles and miles away from the town and cities they were all just near. The sun lowered slowly into the sky while rain began to pour heavily down upon the forest around them, while they all had settled into the large cave they were going to stay in for the night before heading back out in the morning.. Walker sat down slowly onto the ledge of a rock before un-tying the t-shirt that was applying pressure onto his bullet wound, taking off his layers of clothng along his upper torso Walker sat there letting Jason do his work.. although he wasnt a doctor nor knew anything about the medical field before all of this he spent years preparing himself for if anything as of such happened and anyone needed medical attention. One of the men had given Minerva food, though it wasnt much it sure would give her malnourished frame what it needed and was lacking. The little bag was filled with different types of nuts and seads, along with sun dried fruits & other small things .. though it wasnt a five star meal it would certainly do what was needed until they all had gotten back to camp tomrrow.

    Jason had cauterized the wound with a heated tool to stop the bleeding as well prevent any type of infection from setting in, of course after making sure the bullet did have a clear entrance and wasnt still in within his flesh. It was fucking painful, and any man that tried to play it off being shot wasnt painful nor the cleaning and fixing up afterwards wasnt just as painful was a lying prick of an asshole! Walker didnt make noise other then grint his teeth, his jaw clenched tightly while he sighed heavily shaking his head.. Though this of course hadnt been the first time he'd bee shot of course being Walker was in the marine core and took a couple bullets in his time, it still didnt make this experience any fucking easier. Walkers green blue irses glanced over towards Minerva slowly, he was sure by now she may have been able to feel much better giving her body the rest it needed as well getting some more food and water into her body it was lacking.

  • Opening his hues the sun beamed through the trees, Jason stood watch while Walker and the other four men got some rest for the next few hours being it was much needed on long travels such as these. After collecting their things it wasnt long before they were all back on their feet traveling towards the town just a few miles out from the actually ctiy. For months the others have began wearing thin, becoming scarce being human kind that did survive were in groups hunting back and taking them out one by one.. But of course, it wouldnt be long before the others just sent more down and start all over again.

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    Hours passed while the late evening was near, Walker and his group stood inside of the tree line overlooking the town looking through the scopes of there rifles or a pair of binoculars in hand.. They've hadnt had much luck for months in finding much of anyone around, though that was tough for Walker being it wasnt easy just bringing anyone they didnt know in. Soon something could be heard, the shuffleing of feet coming much closer every second that passed.. Walker lifted his binoculars slowly while him and the other men around him armed ready for anything at any moment. Walkers greenish blue irises slowly glanced upon a figure that was alone, lifting his hand for his men to hold their fire he waited and watched carefully. A slightly tall but very thin blonde woman walked slowly down the road, Walkers brows frowned curious as to why in the hell she wasnt armed and ready.. Though she had her protection she seemed exhausted physically, causing her to mentally not be aware of her surroundings like she really should be walking on the road in plan sight for whomever could be out there.

    Walker kept his hand lifted while he closed his fist slowly, his men obviously keeping their guns in hand but not directly aiming them towards the woman. With a slow sigh passing his lips he looked around towards the town, though he wasnt sure it was clear.. he couldnt just let her walk out their becoming whomevers next shooting target. Walker looked towards his men speaking clearly but not to loud "Going out, keep clear." Walker than held his gun lowly incase he needed it, but not high enough to make the woman fearful of him. Soon Minerva would see a large male coming out from the treeline, his one hand still on his gun while the other was held up meaning her no harm.. He was very tall standing at the height of six foot three, with blondeish sandy brown hair and green|blue irises that looked kind but of course strong and powerful in a way. Voice low he glanced around before stopping before the woman, but of course not to close.. "Ma'am, you should really watch being out in the open." Walker lips parted when he spoke, his voice deep coming from within his chest.

    That was when it could be heard, something Walkers heard more times than he could count.. Within these years of the world going to shit and being in the Marine Core it would always be the most distinct sound to his ear drums Click-Click The loading of a firearm BOOM That was when it shot off, Walker ran forward before jumping infront of Minerva before his very large frame took her towards the hot concrete where they had both fallen towards the ground. Minerva would than hear guns going off behind Walker as he covered the woman underneath of him, though he didnt know her she still was a female.. He'd do what he felt was right and protect a woman before himself. Soon the gun fire came to a holt while the only thing that could be heard was his and hers breathing, Walker looked down towards Minerva about to rise off of her before his hues focused on the drops of blood trickling down onto her arm coming from the upper right side of his chest where the bullet had embedded through the flesh of his bed and clean through his chest slightly along the collarbone area "Fuck" Walker cursed under his breath before slowly lifting himself up, a couple of the others laid a few feet behind Walker & Minerva while his men ran out from the treeline quickly knowing Walker had been shot by one of the others. "Walker!" Jason shouted, Jason was Parkers brother .. Parker the one and only women Walker ever loved that had sadly passed away a few year back. His men gathered around while others kept watch, Walker sighed heavily shaking his head "I'm alright! I'm fine" Blood trickled down his navy green jacket while he than looked towards Minerva.

  • I may be a son of a bitch but you love this son of a bitch :3

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    " Alright. Good. We leave in three days." He had planned on doing this for a while. It seemed like allt he excitement of8634645?profile=RESIZE_710x their relationship had left, despite the intimacy they shared. They weren't having issues as a couple, nothing like that, it was just difficult, since she deserved to spread her wings, and he felt grounded. Watching her fumble with her blouse, had his heart wrenching. Why she still remained by his side, he'd never know or understand. He didn't add value to her life, yet they still cared for one another. At the end of the day, maybe what drew her to him was the fact he was a ghost in the system, or because his life was on the line and he was protecting the both of them. When he went off to do business on his own, she was working at a mundane job, and coming home to play little house on the prairie. No wonder she wanted to move.

    "Hey... I love you." He mumbled before sauntering closer to the young brunette and tucking a few strands of hair behind her lobe. Leaning forward to press his lips to her cheekbone before smirking as he stalked off toward the kitchen.

  • 14742269?profile=RESIZE_710x||. Quiet.

    "Calm your titties, Butterfly. No need for you to be soaking up them panties before we even get packing... But.. I've thought a lot about what you said.. I know you wanted to move and I realistically can't.. But that doesn't mean that we can't disappear for a while here and there. I know it all seems mundane, and I get that.. I just want you to be happy. I'm sorry we can't move.. But I care about you and I know we had so much fun when we went to Mexico so I figured an impromptu trip could be the release that we both need.. Okay?"

  • ||.Um. How about no. All mine!!! -greedy fuck is greedy-

    "Alright, but... It's a surprise, where we're goin, k?"

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