this blog is now officially an archive!! ive had it for a couple years but it needed a major cleansing and reboot to help my inspiration. you’ll find me over at @laveusa now . i’ll follow back my treasured mutuals there 💕

1. Flirtiness - 100% 2. Financial Situation - 92.3% 3. Appearance - 87.5% 4. Adventurousness - 75% 5. Independence - 71.4%

1. Arrogance - 87.5% 2. Vanity - 83.3% 3. Temper - 75% 4. Negative Reputation - 66.7% 5. Selfishness - 63.6%

Flirtiness - Flirting is a good way to break the ice, and you are a pro at it. Being flirtatious will open up many dating opportunities. Financial Situation - You've got your financial situation under control, which is a very desirable quality. Be careful to avoid men who are only interested in your money. Appearance - Despite what some will say, appearance matters in dating. You get high marks on appearance. Just make sure you balance it out with other qualities. Adventurousness - You are willing to try new things and be spontaneous. You want to get out there and really live, and you will attract people with a similar love of life. Independence - Your strong sense of independence comes in handy while dating. You are not held back or tied down; you are free to pursue your interests.

Arrogance - You are a bit full of yourself. You need to practice a little humility now and then, as arrogance can be a turn-off. Vanity - Learn to put a lower priority on looks. Appearance is, of course, important, but vanity is undesireable. The only people you will attract are the superficial. Temper - You need to work on controlling your temper. Don't let your anger get the best of you. A calm and rational persona is important when dating. Negative Reputation - Your reputation may be working against you. Sometimes this is impossible to control, but try to counter-act it by presenting yourself in positive ways. Selfishness - You think too much of yourself and your needs. You must learn to put your partner first and tend to his needs.

there’s a slight lift to her brow, amusement falling away instead to something almost like curiosity. she’s starting to think that perhaps widowmaker isn’t joking, though she’s surprised by the prospect of potentially attending dinners with her; all previous interactions in talon have made it clear that her freedom will be limited if not non-existent. 

she responds with a smile that doesn’t reach her eyes and a mock salute, even going so far as to shoot the woman a wink, laying it on thick. 

“ don’t worry, ma’am, i’ll be on my best behavior. “ 

when she’s announced that she’s ready, she half expects the door to remain closed. the anticipation of punishment still lingers, or to even just have a cruel joke played upon her. that is all she has come to expect at talon, and so it’s a surprise when the response comes almost instantly and she’s let out into the hall. 

standing at attention, she listens, giving only a short nod as show of understanding, though she immediately interprets the invitation to share problems with widowmaker as some form of trap. she knows by now that no one here cares about the extensive, ongoing human rights violations. she doesn’t expect that to start now, even if the woman seems different from those she’s known here so far. 

she ignores the bloom of warmth that rises in her as widowmaker’s fingers trail along the line of her clothes, adjusting them to her liking. but she can’t block out the waft of that perfume that hits her, even stronger than the lingering echo on the uniform she was given. 

a small frown tugs at her lips, barely noticeable but still present. though she’s already figured her room is bugged, that doesn’t make hearing it out loud any less unpleasant. there is no privacy here. not even in her own room. 

she doesn’t want to think about whoever is watching. 

her eyes lift to widowmaker’s, holding her gaze. for a moment she is silent, simply inspecting her, watching every feature, every detail of her expression. she needs to know how much is true, but as honest as the woman seems, chronos knows only time will tell. 

“ yes, ma’am. ya don’t gotta worry- i already know how it works ‘round here. “

there’s a slight twitch to the corner of chronos’ lips, surprise and amusement mixing across her expression as widowmaker plays along with her joke. though she thinks she wouldn’t mind a nice dinner with the beautiful woman before her. 

if only she was living another life… 

“ brilliant. i’d love to eat out with ya. “ 

she grins, eyes steady and holding the other woman’s. 

it’s probably too far, but her already lacking impulse control has only grown worse under talon’s experimentation and regimen of drugs. and some part of her is still itching, pushing to see how far the lines go with widowmaker. if she’s going to be permanently under her, she needs to know, she needs to find exactly where the box is defined. she’s already learned that unpredictability and the unknown are the most dangerous things here. 

but again, nothing comes. instead she is offered a mercy; widowmaker will show her more of the base, will give her something solid to ground herself in and a way of avoiding future punishment with those less forgiving. 

“ thanks. they didn’t exactly give me a bloody map. “

something akin to relief washes over her and she hops down from the bed. again, despite her flirtatious and comments and though, under normal circumstances, she would not mind being naked before this woman, she waits until she has privacy before starting to undress. time alone without cruel or clinical eyes upon her is time that has grown rare. she will take what she is given and she is grateful that widowmaker offers it so freely.  

as she pulls on the uniform, she is hit with the scent of perfume. it’s strong, but not unpleasant, not cheap or overly sweet. she knows instantly that it belongs to widowmaker. an urge tugs at her; to bury her face in the fabric or to bury her face against the woman, to be in her arms and surrounded by this smell. 

instead she simply savors it for a moment before straightening and making her way to the door. locked automatically from the outside, she knocks three times, sound of metal against metal alerting widow to the fact that she is dressed and ready.