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[dangerwatson]

@bahrnes​   : You call yesterday the past?

“  uh ... yeah,  ‘cause my being here’s a PRESENT.  ”  or however the saying goes.  “  thing of beauty,  time workin’ linearly like that.  ”  

“  so,  you want  ‘  yesterday is the past?  ’  as your answer to  ‘  how’s the past you handling this transition into automatic starbucks cup name recognition  ’ ?  ” 

#bahrnes #the only frame of reference i have to hitting the big leagues #united diplomacy and diligence

[dangerwatson]

SPEAKING HABITS.

MARY JANE WATSON.

SPEECH.

# OF SPOKEN LANGUAGES :  1   /   2   /   3 ( ish ) + TONE OF VOICE :  high   /   average   /   deep ACCENT :  yes   /   sometimes  /  conditionally   /   soft   /   no DEMEANOR :  confident   /   shy   /   approachable   /   hostile   /   other POSTURE :  slumped   /   straight   /   stiff   /   relaxed HABITS :  head tilting /   swaying   /   fidgeting   /   stuttering   /   gesturing   /   arm crossing   /   strokes chin   /   er, um, or other interjections   /   plays with hair or clothing   /   hands at hips   /   inconsistent eye contact   /   maintains eye contact   /   frequent pausing   /   stands close   /   stands at distance

COMPLEXITY.

VOCABULARY :   ◼   ◼   ◼    ◻   ◻ EMOTION :  ◼   ◼   ◼   ◼   ◻ SENTENCE STRUCTURE :  ◼   ◼   ◼   ◻   ◻

PROFANITY.

FREQUENCY :   ◼   ◼   ◼   ◻   ◻ CREATIVITY :   ◼   ◼   ◼   ◼   ◼ BOLD ALL THAT APPLY :  ass.   asshole.   bastard.   bitch.   chicken shit.   crap.   cunt.   dick.   frick.   fuck.   fuckcycle.   fucktangular.   horseshit.   motherfucker.   piss.   prick.   screw.   shit.   shitass.   son of a bitch.   twat.   wanker.   pussy.   christ on a bike.   christ on a cracker.   damn.   goddamn.   godsdamn. hell.   holy shit.   jesus.   jesus christ.   jesus h christ.   jesus h. roosevelt christ.   jesus, mary and joseph.  sweet jesus.  

THIS OR THAT.

contractions or enunciation ?   straightforward or cryptic ?   jargon or toned ?   complexity or simplicity ?   finding the right word or using the first word that comes to mind ?   masculinity, neutrality, or femininity ?   formalities or abrasiveness ?  praise or equivocation ?   frankness or lies ?   excessive or minimal hand gestures ?   name-calling or magnanimity ?   friendly or blunt nicknames ?

IMPORTANT QUESTIONS.

DO PEOPLE HAVE A HARD TIME UNDERSTANDING YOUR CHARACTER ?  almost always   /   frequently   /   sometimes   /   rarely   /   never DOES YOUR CHARACTER’S POINT COME ACROSS EASILY WHEN THEY SPEAK ?   almost always   /   frequently   /   sometimes   /   rarely   /   never WOULD YOUR CHARACTER INITIATE CONVERSATIONS ? almost always   /   frequently   /   sometimes   /   rarely   /   never  WOULD YOUR CHARACTER BE THE ONE TO END CONVERSATIONS ? almost always   /   frequently   /   sometimes   /   rarely   /   never WOULD YOUR CHARACTER USE ‘ WHOM ’ IN A SENTENCE ?  yes  /  no  /  only ironically YOUR CHARACTER WANTS TO MAKE A COUNTERPOINT, WHAT WORD DO THEY USE ?  but  /  though  /  although  /  however  /  perhaps  /  mayhaps HOW DOES YOUR CHARACTER END CONVERSATIONS ?  walk away   /   ask if that’s everything   /   say that that’s everything   /   give a proper goodbye   /   tell their company they’re done here   /   remain quiet   /   they don’t HOW DOES YOUR CHARACTER ADDRESS OTHERS ?  titles   /   first names   /   surnames   /   full names   /   nicknames WHAT SOCIAL CLASS WOULD OTHERS ASSUME YOUR CHARACTER BELONGS TO, HEARING THEM SPEAK ?  upper  /  middle  /  lower IN WHAT WAYS DOES THE WAY YOUR CHARACTER SPEAK STAND OUT TO OTHERS ?  accent  /  vocabulary  /  tone  /  level  /  politeness  /  brusqueness   /   speed - slow  /  it doesn’t

#ALL I'VE EVER KNOWN IS HOW TO HOLD MY OWN. mj.

[dangerwatson]

The Picture of Dorian Gray sentence starters

Stolen straight from Oscar Wilde’s novel courtesy of @spoilers-ahead-647 ! Feel free to change pronouns/tense.

There is only one thing in the world worse than being talked about, and that is not being talked about.

Conscience and cowardice are really the same things.

A man cannot be too careful in the choice of his enemies.

I like persons better than principles, and I like persons with no principles better than anything else in the world.

It is only the intellectually lost who ever argue.

What nonsense you talk!

He becomes an echo of someone else’s music, an actor of a part that has not been written for him.

To realize one’s nature perfectly—that is what each of us is here for.

People are afraid of themselves. They have forgotten the highest of all duties, the duty that one owes to oneself.

Courage has gone out of our race. Perhaps we never really had it.

The bravest man amongst us is afraid of himself.

Every impulse that we strive to strangle broods in the mind, and poisons us.

The only way to get rid of a temptation is to yield to it.

You know you believe it all.

Nothing can cure the soul but the senses, just as nothing can cure the senses but the soul.

You know more than you think you know, just as you know less than you want to know.

Don’t frown.

It is only shallow people who do not judge by appearances.

Live! Live the wonderful life that is in you! Let nothing be lost upon you. Be always searching for new sensations. Be afraid of nothing.

With your personality there is nothing you could not do.

The moment I met you I saw that you were quite unconscious of what you really are, of what you really might be.

Man is many things, but he is not rational.

Ah! This morning! You have lived since then.

I wish I could trust myself.

What I want is information; not useful information, of course; useless information.

I always like to know everything about my new friends, and nothing about my old ones.

I can sympathize with everything, except suffering.

The advantage of the emotions is that they lead us astray, and the advantage of science is that it is not emotional.

Humanity takes itself too seriously.

If the caveman had known how to laugh, history would have been different.

People like you—the willful sunbeams of life—don’t commit crimes.

To have ruined oneself over poetry is an honour.

People are very fond of giving away what they need most themselves.

Whenever a man does a thoroughly stupid thing, it is always from the noblest motives.

Medieval art is charming, but medieval emotions are out of date.

I represent to you all the sins you have never had the courage to commit.

One can always be kind to people about whom one cares nothing.

The one charm of the past is that it is the past.

Conscience makes egotists of us all.

There is nothing that you, with your extraordinary good looks, will not be able to do.

This world and I are on excellent terms.

Moderation is a fatal thing.

I never quarrel with actions. My one quarrel is with words.

You and I are what we are, and will be what we will be.

The commonest thing is delightful if one only hides it.  

Your cynicism is simply a pose.

Being natural is simply a pose, and the most irritating pose I know.

I had a strange feeling that Fate had in store for me exquisite joys and exquisite sorrows.

She is a peacock in everything but beauty.

Laughter is not at all a bad beginning for a friendship, and it is far the best ending for one.

You like everyone; that is to say, you are indifferent to everyone.

I choose my friends for their good looks, my acquaintances for their good characters, and my enemies for their good intellects.

He is all my art to me now.

There is nothing that art cannot express,

You might see nothing in him. I see everything in him.

My heart shall never be put under their microscope.

I find a strange pleasure in saying things to him that I know I shall be sorry for having said.

You can’t feel what I feel. You change too often.

Those who are faithful know only the trivial side of love: it is the faithless who know love’s tragedies.

The rich would have spoken on the value of thrift, and the idle grown eloquent over the dignity of labour.

The world is wide, and has many marvelous people in it.

Would you think it awfully rude of me if I asked you to go away?

He has a very bad influence over all his friends, with the single exception of myself.

I suppose he has been paying you compliments.

You mustn’t believe a word that he says.

Always! That is a dreadful word. It makes me shudder when I hear it.

He won’t like you the better for keeping your promises. He always breaks his own.

If a man is a gentleman, he knows quite enough, and if he is not a gentleman, whatever he knows is bad for him.

Most people discover when it is too late that the only things one never regrets are one’s mistakes.

All I want now is to look at life.

You may come and look at it with me, if you care to.

People know the price of everything, and the value of nothing.

You filled me with a wild desire to know everything about life.

Don’t be afraid. There are exquisite things in store for you. This is merely the beginning.

The longer I live, the more keenly I feel that whatever was good enough for our fathers is not good enough for us.

Ordinary people waited till life disclosed to them its secrets, but to the few, to the elect, the mysteries of life were revealed before the veil was drawn away.

Experience is of no ethical value. It is merely the name men give to their mistakes.

Children begin by loving their parents; as they grow older they judge them; sometimes they forgive them.

You are much better than you pretend to be.

Love is a more wonderful thing than art.

There is a luxury in self-reproach. When we blame ourselves we feel that no one else has a right to blame us.

It is the confession, not the priest, that gives us absolution.

You call yesterday the past?

The past can always be annihilated. But the future is inevitable.

Society, civilized society at least, is never very ready to believe anything to the detriment of those who are both rich and fascinating.

Even the cardinal virtues cannot atone for half-cold entrées.

I am tired of myself tonight.

With such blood as he has in his veins, how could his record be clean?

You have chattered enough about corruption. Now you shall look on it face to face.

Each of us has heaven and hell in him.

You have done enough evil in your life.

You would be a set of unfortunate bachelors.

I give the truths of tomorrow.

I prefer the mistakes of today.

#f : meme weekend 7.4

[dangerwatson]

cfbartcn​:

His opposite hand comes up to pat her arm where she’s threaded it through his in some kind of attempt to convey reassurance even though he’s utterly unable to help the laugh that tumbles out of his mouth as they start to amble.  

❝ So, should I go with ❛ probably not a SHIT - SHOW ❜ instead ? ❞  Clint grins.  ❝ That really doesn’t sound any better. ❞

“  sounds PERFECT what are you saying,  what are the words coming out of your mouth right now ---  ”  her exasperated tone is exaggerated and the roll of green eyes complimentary.  “  that’s being honest. doesn’t have to be PRETTY,  just has to be real.  ”

“  ... though calling anything involving your ass a ‘ shit - show ’ is a little on the nose.  ”  there mj goes laughing again,  all teeth and musical notes about clint’s predicament.  “  gonna have to replace your name with fudgecicle now.  ” 

#cfbartcn

[dangerwatson]

@bahrnes   : beats workin' for my old man.

“  c’mon,  ”  curly head tilts with the accompanied squint of her eye all to say ‘ you’re kidding ’  in as few words possible.  “  really.  ”  guess mj couldn’t really TALK,  she’d sooner jump off a bridge and fake her own death before taking any job under her own father. 

what --- too soon ?  

“  i’ll take your word for it. is that why you’ve gone from military to man - of - avenging ? on the run towards somethin’ ?  ”

#bahrnes #united diplomacy and diligence

[dangerwatson]

wbbing​:

AS MUCH AS HE HAD WANTED,    desperately and relentless, to have her near him again there was just no preparing for how it felt to see her now. No longer some carrot held on the other side of a body that could have easily failed him, or a dream of some imagined future that couldn’t be under these particular circumstances. Whatever vision he had of her is taken along with the tired excuse that their lives had been irrevocably severed from the other.   

He had reasons to stay away, protection he could grant only in his absence. But seeing her, having her so close seemed to break the resolve some other person could hold onto. For this second, where he can’t move quickly enough to brush away the tears that spring to her eyes,  his numb lips can only offer out some lame acknowledgment.    “    Hey.    ”

(    At least this way she’ll know it’s really him.    )

He’s not sure who moves first, but his suit drops to the ground to make room for Mary Jane just as she winds herself tightly around him. It leaves no doubt, not that there ever had been, had she been present she could have held him together.    ——-    He needed to tell her she was the only thing that ever held him together. 

“       I’m sorry.    ——-    MJ, I’m so sorry.       ”

Peter’s hand lands somewhere on the back of her neck, free arm responding in kind to hoist her even closer. While some nonsense pours out of him between the desire to breathe her in, to hold her in place.       “       He took off my mask.    ——-    Harry, he saw my face. I couldn’t risk it. I couldn’t put that on you. I needed to make sure he wouldn’t    ——-       ”       But even now the thought won’t finish itself, but he suspects that is how it will remain for the time being. Drawing back only enough to run his hands down wet cheeks, to cup her chin and keep eyes fixed, Peter’s knitted brow tightens.       “       I’m sorry.       ”

there’s a hurricane brewing within her chest and she’s left unsure just what it is she’s feeling,  if not feeling everything all at once. any switch in place to keep her comfortably numb ripped free of its wires as mj desperately grabs purchase at any bearings she can here. peter’s alive. peter’s been alive this whole time. 

beats between his first apology leave her wondering when the last time she cried like this in front of him was. an odd train of thought,  but she tries none the less. and by her best estimates : never,  never like this. harry’s name dropped only provides a bigger shovel;  digging deeper wells until each were capable of holding the last of those surprise tears of hers  ---  leaving her with the beginning throbs of a headache at either temple. 

“  i wanted to hurt him.  ”  she began,  a soft hiccup accompanying the admission.  “  really hurt him,  y’know?  he came over  ---  harry,  he came over covered in your blood and i called him a monster.  ”  not in those blunt of terms,  might as well have given the look of horror on his face. harrowed and haunted.  “  in his own way,  he was trying to protect me that night. funny thing is,  i don’t need protecting. never have.  ”  

does peter get it now?  tangled up once more,  with her arms a vice around his ribs,  with his hands on her face,  with her head resting against his. did he understand?  “  m’sorry too,  it wasn’t fair to put all of this on you. no one  ---  not a damn soul matters more to me than you,  and i ... i think i let you believe otherwise. thought i let you die believing that.  ”  mj’s said as much to the empty air of his living room enough times to know. her eyes take refuge on a spot above his shoulder,  holding her breath in a futile attempt at keeping those grief - ridden sobs from an unceremonious return. 

“  um,  so if ---  ”  you’re not back for me,  a glaringly unfair question. try again.  “  what brought you here? where have you been?  ”  

#wbbing #united diplomacy and diligence

[dangerwatson]

journaloist​:

❛    Now where did your crew run off to?   ❜    Flute is tipped in Mary Jane’s direction, a cordial greeting all things considered.   ❛    They’re going to miss all these donors jerking each other off over promise of policy influence.   ❜

ud&d event starter for @dangerwatson​

if there’s one person who can stop mj in her tracks : it’s lois lane. slowing to a halt where she once was rushing after some glimmer of memory she thought she spotted in the crowd.  “  they’re around. set up at back to record casual shots for tomorrow morning,  any interesting talks. why?  got a closeup in mind?  ”  

#journaloist #united diplomacy and diligence

[dangerwatson]

cfbartcn​:

a very old meme. ❛ you’ll freeze your ass off. ❜

❝ & wouldn’t that be a FUCKING TRAGEDY ? ❞  He flashes a big grin that’s all white teeth & a little crooked.  ❝ Don’t WORRY too much, it’ll be fine. ❞

( Probably, anyway.  Like at least 60 - 40. )

@dangerwatson​ !!

“  ‘DON’T WORRY TOO MUCH’ --- don’t worry,  he says in his best take on a fictional galactic smuggler. to a cat whose side hustle is in art preservation no less.  ”  faux offense punctuated by the slide of her arm around his own;  those rugged good looks and underappreciated slights more than welcome,  comfortable even.  “  ya’ll need a new word for FINE,  it’s become this decades contronym.  ”

#cfbartcn #babies. BABies.

[dangerwatson]

thundrousheart​:

{ @dangerwatson​ ! }

“You would not believe how easy it is to just take one of these.” He’s referring to the serving platters of appetizers he’s commandeered from catering, and now holds out to her as an offering, balancing both of them in either hand with ease. “Apologies - I couldn’t remember if you’re vegetarian or not.”

“  nah,  tried the whole vegetarian lifestyle for a week,  gave up when i remembered how great pepperoni grease cups are on pizza.  ”  gave up so fast. as plucky as she’s been described;  mary jane takes one of the small cups of unknown vegetable pastries off his confiscated platter despite confirmation.  “  it’s the confidence,  by the way. people won’t make a peep if they think you look like you belong. and hon’,  you EXUDE it. but is confidence enough to swipe one of those cocktail trays next.  ”

#thundrousheart #seeing your user already in the tags #feels good feels right #united diplomacy and diligence

[dangerwatson]

making faces at a half - fogged mirror while attempting to pin back curls constituted time well spent,  right?  mj would rather remain ignorant to the answer,  in an outfit lookin’ like the night sky itself she could get by perfectly fine without peanut gallery input from those judge-y bottles of conditioner. until one spoke her name,  that was. she had dreams like this,  bracing herself against the bathroom door to see him standing opposite herself. 

but they were never quite right;  he was always bleeding under the doorsill,  or her hands were impossibly red,  or taking a step forward revealed that harrowing moment heartbreak ruptured through harry’s panic in his ill - pursuit protecting her. suffice to say mary jane didn’t take to sleep with any amount of ease these days  (  evident by teardrop patches clawed off unceremoniously from under eye when it finally registered peter parker occupied physical space within their home looking very - much - not - dead.  )  

“  tiger.  ”  i panicked and moved back in ALMOST slipping off the tongue as honeyed as his petname. though there were few guarantees this was him,  especially noting what pete had drapped across his arm. and it reminds her for the briefest moment WHY she slept with a baseball bat within reach,  WHY her nightstand had mace ready to whip out at a moments notice. sometimes monsters liked to promenade about her patchwork sidewalk of a life wearing the faces of those she loves.

those guards in place are frayed and sparking,  “  baby?  ”  whispered and she’ll pretend,  just for now,  that he’s her peter. the peter whose voicemail wouldn’t let mj leave any further messages,  the peter she told may was off on a photog job in a more exciting city,  the peter still capable of forgiving her for putting one more problem across his already cracking foundation only to watch him finally succumb  -----  then forgive her again for rushing across wood floor to grab hold of his wreckage a little too tight.

@dangerwatson​

IT WAS IDIOTIC ,    but luckily the simple acknowledgment some of his more hair-brained ideas are just that allow some leniency as he moves to execute them.   (   The bonus being if he still gets to beat himself up for it later.   )    

There hadn’t been many words about the identity of Spider-man since his disappearance. Tabloids, of course, always seemed to want a celebrity to be behind the mask but it wasn’t as though Harry Osborn had done an interview with the Bugle to expose the Parkers in Queens. Risking this one advantage for the sake of getting a peek inside a political fundraiser seemed a bit beyond his usual beat, but to ensure that he hadn’t been exposed it meant going somewhere he knew Harry would be. Somewhere public. 

But first    ——-    well, first he needed Uncle Ben’s cufflinks.

The suit he was carrying was more expensive than anything he had ever owned, with a hand pressed down low as far over notable eyebrows as he could manage. Odd, then, that when he anticipated being overwhelmed with mail his designated slot had been empty. Even stranger, he hadn’t been evicted.

The answer that awaits him is at once surprising and leaves his heart exposed on the floor, by a fresh little of hairpins littering the apartment. He forgets to breathe or maybe realizes he hasn’t been breathing right since he last saw her. Aware that she was here, he freezes. But of course, when has he ever been able to help himself? 

“    MJ?    ”

#wbbing #united diplomacy and diligence #this is longer than intended feel free to cut your response way down

[dangerwatson]

UNITED EVENT;    serving mourning looks but fashion about it.

#united diplomacy and diligence #ALL I'VE EVER KNOWN IS HOW TO HOLD MY OWN. mj. #please leave her alone she likes Shiny Things #it's a miracle she didn't show up in a feather robe

[dangerwatson]

Happy Birthday Zazie Beetz 

May 25

#ALL I'VE EVER KNOWN IS HOW TO HOLD MY OWN. mj. #okay alright oka ----

[dangerwatson]

the invitation ( and various other letters,  namely bills ) finds its way onto a coffee table that isn’t,  technically,  her own. mary jane kicking both feet up over the couches back until she’s viewing parker’s empty apartment upside - down for what could only be the tenth time in the last two weeks. phone buzzes at her side ( may or anna,  probably,  they know mj’s schedule now and were updated on it every wednesday ),  breaking her from whatever patterns she’d been tracing with her eyes across apartment - beige far wall.

political fundraiser. second outing of the avengers 2.0. it’s an uneasy feeling,  this one,  with a team designed with the implicit purpose for stopping large scale disasters making appearances for political figures like … well,  glorified race cars with their sponsors painted across the exteriors. however mj wasn’t an idiot,  and would never let her personal feelings outweigh what was undoubtedly a good piece to report on.

she fanned herself with the card. then finally looked to see who was blowing up her phone.

#united diplomacy and diligence #submission

[dangerwatson]

me: a christian louboutin satin lipstick in rouge 001 blotted on a napkin next to a glass of 1964 chauvignon blanc you: a claire’s lipgloss stain on a coors light can

#GIVE ME COMPLIMENTS. harrymj.

[dangerwatson]

@wbbing   : What did I do wrong? Was I boring? Did I ignore you?

TIGER 🍑 [ 02 : 00 ]    I THOUGHT YOU DIED DINGUS!!!! [ 02 : 00 ]    and still askin me what’s good  [ 02 : 01 ]    priorities,,

she allows time for these texts to ruminate,  stir him up a bit as mj shakes off what hour - long - ish daze she’d managed staring at a talking head. peter playin’ like he couldn’t see the three straight to voicemail calls and those ( left on read since midnight ! ) texts. 

yeah, in the heat of a fight that flies. 

when two hours have passed by with speculation SPIDER - MAN received major damage from an unhinged man in scorpion cosplay,  however ...

[ 02 : 05 ]    if you were any more boring your segments                 on channel 5 would dry up. because you’d                be REAL dead. by these non - anthropomorphic                hands. [ 02 : 06 ]    ... i'm glad you're okay.

#wbbing

[dangerwatson]

the sun : in general, how optimistic is your muse ? does your muse appreciate the small things in life ?

mary jane didn’t grow up with a lot of material possessions,  and for all the love she sought to surround herself with she was met by bare - knuckle rejections. from relatives,  from her father,  from friends,  from careers. but that never made a quitter out of her. her marked failures in her life were periods where she learned how to best adjust her expectations,  that didn’t mean those expectations were lost or set aside completely.

mary - jane’s love language is service. and that can be sat nicely in this ... shrinking box descriptor of   “  appreciating the small things in life  ”  even when she’s not a believer that any thing given freely from oneself is small.  (  let her be dramatic like that !  )  she’s going to appreciate every aspect of life,  she has one to live and damn it she’s making it count,  she’s making sure those who are active and inactive participants in it count.  

for how often mj will puff up her chest and call herself a grounded realist,  this lady has a HEART that will still draw out the best in people when perhaps they don’t deserve it,  but especially when they do. that’s an optimists touch b é b é. 

#mj : i am a REALIST ! #narrator vc : she was not #also catch me moving these to posts bc i can't edit asks again f u k #ALL I'VE EVER KNOWN IS HOW TO HOLD MY OWN. mj.

[dangerwatson]

Cute Buns, Tiger!

#LIKE SCARLETT O'HARA SAID ... TOMORROW IS ANOTHER DAY. petermj.