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            summer is nancy’s favorite time of year. it’s not because there’s no school, and it’s certainly not because of the warmth. nope, summer is her favorite because it means getting to see chrissy cunningham in a bathing suit at the pool. nancy’s not even a big swimmer but she makes sure to get to the pool early, settling into a chair with her book. but today she’s late and when she gets there, the only open chair is right next to chrissy. 
            nancy mentally curses and slowly walks over, hoping she doesn’t look stupid in her cutoff denim shorts and crop top. you can do this nance. just ask!
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                     “hey! um...is this chair taken?”
@gloryburnt​ | starter call !
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syntaktis · 2 years
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          the watchtower seemed eerily quiet at this time of night, but clark found he enjoyed these shifts the most. all the way up here he could almost ignore all the voices down below them on earth and it seemed to be the closest he would get to feeling human. still, because he’s so relaxed, he doesn’t hear as diana comes into the room. 
           he startles a little and then chuckles. “it’s not often that someone gets the jump on me. --i thought you were on the morning shift this week. did something change?”
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                                        @shelassos | starter call !
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syntaktis · 2 years
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&& // STEVE HARRINGTON:
“ nuh-uh, screw off, shithead, i’m on break. “ it’s not often that steve actually gets a break at scoops, between the kids showing up for free ice cream, the maybe russians underneath the floor, and robin torturing him with that stupid you suck board. horrible.
still, when he looks up from the small packed lunch he’d been eating - sandwiches, some chips, a half eaten banana in his hand - and sees munson stood there, staring at him like there’s a tiny demodog dancing on his head, he sighs, head tipping back slightly.
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“ what? “ he asks, nose scrunching a little, brows pinching together. there’s a tentative relationship here, blossoming, due to robin’s friendship with eddie. but it’s difficult - he tries to avoid stuff like this while he’s at work, dustin being the exception to his rule. speaking of, he’s pretty sure he sees him, mike and will in the background, spying on them.  he should’ve known. “ jeez, eddie, sit down. you look like you’re gonna fall over. “ he doesn’t know what this is about, but he supposes he’ll find out eventually. “ why do you look so fucking constipated, man? spit it out. “
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‘just ask him to smoke and hang out eds, it’s really not that hard. he’s a nice guy and i’m pretty sure he’s into you.’ eddie recalls robin saying that as if it was the easiest fucking thing in the world; to just walk right up to steve ‘the hair’ harrington and ask him over to his dingy little trailer, for what? so he can get his hopes up that the straight guy might, might like him back? might give him the time of day?
he knows that steve’s mellowed a lot in the last couple of years for some reason, but he’d been popular for so long and worse, friends with tommy even longer. tommy, the guy who routinely beat the shit out of him just for existing. eddie never told anyone it was because they’d kissed a grand total of once before tommy freaked the fuck out and knocked him unconscious. so what if steve hasn’t really changed? eddie doesn’t think he can really risk too many more concussions.
“didn’t you know that looking like you’re about to pass out is really in this season?” he retorts, smirking as he grabs a chair and spins it around so he can straddle it. eddie takes a breath and steadies himself. he’s got this, i mean who else has run forty-seven successful D&D campaigns? if he can manage dustin and mike, he can manage this.
stealing one of steve’s chips, he pops it into his mouth and chews thoughtfully. “so i happen to have a whole bunch of weed at my place and a great selection of movies. figured maybe you could use some mellowing out after working here.”
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eddie smirks and shrugs. “maybe it’ll help you pull that popsicle stick out of your ass and loosen up for once, harrington.”
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syntaktis · 2 years
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have finally completed a new muse/rules page, and updated my interest checker! you can consider this your starter call now. mutuals only please, and if you could, please specify which muse of mine you’d like a starter from. if you’re also a mumu blog, specify yours if you have a preference!
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have finally completed a new muse/rules page, and updated my interest checker! you can consider this your starter call now. mutuals only please, and if you could, please specify which muse of mine you’d like a starter from. if you’re also a mumu blog, specify yours if you have a preference!
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                                         ❛ so mordor it is … ❜
                   indie semi-selective multimuse blog ft. eddie munson, dinah                          lance, bucky barnes, todoroki shōto, & more. under 18 dni.
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𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒
“ am i not good enough? ”  
“ you’ve been so quiet. what’s on your mind? ”  
“ why did you help me? ”  
“ who do you fight for? ”  
“ why do you hate me? ”  
“ have you come to laugh at me in my miserable state? ”  
“ you’re not dating anyone, are you? ”  
“ i’ve got your back, okay? ”  
“ where do you think you’re going? ”  
“ how long have i been asleep? ”  
“ are you going to kill me? ”  
“ why can’t i come with you? ”  
“ we all have secrets, don’t we? ”  
“ did you want to be alone? ”  
“ why should i trust you? ”  
“ wait. did you hear that? ”  
“ promise me? ”  
“ why are you talking like we’ll never see each other again? ”  
“ do you remember anything at all? ”  
“ what? no witty remark? nothing clever to say? ”  
“ you wanna know what your problem is? ”  
“ may i have this dance? ”  
“ can i ask… what happened? ”  
“ how many people have you killed? how many? ”  
“ do you ever hear yourself? ”  
“ would you run away with me? ”  
“ could you be happy here with me? ”  
“ you can’t or you won’t? ”  
“ you slept with them, didn’t you? ”  
“ well, how do i look? ”  
“ after all you’ve done how can i possibly trust you? ”  
“ why can’t you let me in? what are you so afraid of? ”  
“ what did they do to you? ”  
“ so why’s it so important anyway? ”  
“ where have you been? ”  
“ why are you looking at me like that? ”  
“ why did you come? ”  
“ what are you doing out here by yourself? ”  
“ is… that my shirt you’re wearing? ”  
“ you… don’t like me very much, do you? ”  
“ why does it always have to be a fight with you? ”
“ why can’t you look me in the eye? ”  
“ can you forgive me? ”  
“ what if i never see you again? ”  
“ you were going to leave without saying goodbye? ”  
“ how about a little midnight snack? ”  
“ are you… smelling me? ”  
“ how did you get this scar? ”  
“ what do you want in exchange for it? ”  
“ what did you want to tell me? ”  
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syntaktis · 2 years
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𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑬𝑵𝑶𝑹𝑴𝑰𝑻𝒀 𝑶𝑭 𝑴𝒀 𝑫𝑬𝑺𝑰𝑹𝑬 .    (   a  series  of  nsfw  prompts ,  separated  by  quotes   &   acts .   ‘ my ’  muse  belongs  to  the  one  who  posted  the  meme .  send   “ + REVERSE ”   to  reverse  the  prompts  )
       →  WORDS .
❛  i’m  sorry ,  you  don’t  enjoy  being  teased ? .  ❜ ❛  you  know  what  i’m  waiting  for .  ❜ ❛  keep  your  hands  where  they  are .  ❜ ❛  i want you to ride  [ me / my fingers ] .  ❜ ❛  you  make  the  prettiest  sounds .  ❜ ❛  say  please .  ❜ ❛  i  want  to  make  this  last .  ❜ ❛  look  at  me .  ❜ ❛  i’m  yours ,  only  yours -  ❜ ❛  yeah ,  just like that -  ❜ ❛  i’ve  barely  even  started .  ❜ ❛  i  need  you .  ❜ ❛  god ,  shut  up  and  fuck  me  already !  ❜ ❛  god ,  yes ,  [ name ] ,  don’t  stop .  ❜ ❛  you  have  no  idea  how  long  i’ve  wanted  to  do  this .  ❜ ❛  who  gets  to  touch  you  like  this ?  ❜ ❛  come  for  me .  ❜ ❛  ah ,  ah -  don’t  touch .  ❜ ❛  brace  your  hands  on  the  wall .  ❜ ❛  could  you  come  like  this ?  ❜ ❛  please ,  let  me  come -  ❜ ❛  god ,  you’re  beautiful -  ❜ ❛  i’ve  been  waiting  for  this  all  night .  ❜ ❛  you’re  such  a  tease .  ❜ ❛  take  these  off .  ❜ ❛  i  want  to  feel  your  [ mouth / fingers ] .  ❜ ❛  do  you  have  any  idea  how  good  you  taste ?  ❜ ❛  tell  me  what  you  want .  ❜ ❛  we  shouldn’t -  ah ,  we shouldn’t be doing this .  ❜ ❛  faster ,  [ name ] ,  i  need  more .  ❜ ❛  is  this  good ?  ❜ ❛  keep  your  eyes  open .  ❜ ❛  i  can’t  wait  to  find  out  what  else  you  can  do .  ❜ ❛  you  don’t  have  to  be  so  gentle .  ❜ ❛  i  want  to  hear  you  beg .  ❜ ❛  can  i  take  this  off ?  ❜ ❛  please ,  please ,  please -  ❜ ❛  you’re  doing  so  well  for  me .  ❜ ❛  please  touch  me .  ❜ ❛  keep  reading ,  i  want  to  see  how  long  you  last .  ❜ ❛  i’ll  buy  you  another  one .  ❜ ❛  say  my  name .  louder .  ❜ ❛  i  can’t  wait  any  longer .  ❜ ❛  you  feel  so  good .  ❜ ❛  you’re  going  to  leave  a  mark -  ❜ ❛  touch  yourself  for  me .  ❜ ❛  do  you  deserve  it ?   ❜ ❛  did  i  say  you  could  come ?  ❜ ❛  i’m  so  close -  ❜ ❛  they’re  going  to  catch  us -  ❜ ❛  i  want  you  right  here .  ❜ ❛  we  have  to  be  quiet .  ❜
         →  ACTIONS .
❛  pin .   to  restrain  my  muse’s  hands  during  intimacy . ❛  mirror .   to  have  sex  with  my  muse  in  front  of  a  mirror . ❛  deny .   to  deny  my  muse  an  orgasm . ❛  distance .   to  have  [ phone / video ]  sex  with  my  muse . ❛  playlist .   to  have  sex  with  my  muse  while  music  is  playing . ❛  paw .   to  fondle  my  muse’s   [ chest  /  ass ] . ❛  wall .   to  pin  my  muse  against  a  wall . ❛  table .   to  hoist  my  muse  onto  a  [ table  /  counter ] . ❛  clothed .   to  make  my  muse  come  while  fully  dressed . ❛  finger .   to  finger  my  muse . ❛  oral .   to  give  my  muse  oral . ❛  fervent .   to  have  sex  with  my  muse  after  a  fight . ❛  distraction .   to  rile  my  muse  up  during  a  film . ❛  mark .   to  leave  marks  on  my  muse  [  optional :  specify where  ] . ❛  tie .   to  use  restraints  on  my  muse  during  intimacy . ❛  throat .   to  choke  my  muse  during  intimacy . ❛  sparring .   for  sparring  to  turn  into  sex . ❛  toys .   to  use  toys  [ vibrator / strap / otherwise ]  on  my  muse . ❛  imagery .   to  send  my  muse  a  risque  photo . ❛  drag .   to  pull  my  muse  closer  by  a  piece  of  clothing . ❛  tear .   to  tear  a  piece  of  clothing  from  my  muse’s  body . ❛  shower .   to  have  sex  with  my  muse  in  the  [ shower / bath ] . ❛  sneaky .   to  sneak  away  from  a  gathering  to  have  sex  with  my  muse . ❛  beg .   to  make  my  muse  beg . ❛  carnal .   to  [ scratch / bite ]  my  muse  during  intimacy . ❛  preoccupied .   to  rile  my  muse  up  as  they  [ read / work ] . ❛  jealous .   to  purposefully  make  my  muse  react  possessively . ❛  dare .   to  have  sex  with  my  muse  based  off  a  dare . ❛  read .   to  re-enact  something  from  a  [ book / show / porn ]  with  my  muse . ❛  collapse .   to  break  a  bed  during  sex  with  my  muse . ❛  caught .   to  get  caught  with  my  muse  during  sex .
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syntaktis · 2 years
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 late dawns and early sunsets, just like my favourite scenes, then holding hands and life was perfect - just like up on the screen.                                                       a multimuse constructed of multiple fandoms, including dc, marvel, stranger things, star wars, my hero academia, and MORE.                            priv. selective. low activity.     -   credit @ syntaktis
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starter calls will be coming at some point in the next day or two, but as i have added muses & taken some away, i want to get a goo.gle doc going so y’all will have character info! until then, feel free to poke me about plotting!
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                                         ❛ so mordor it is . . . ❜
                   indie semi-selective multimuse blog ft. eddie munson, dinah                          lance, bucky barnes, todoroki shōto, & more. under 18 dni.
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syntaktis · 2 years
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working on some new self-promos & then i have to host anime club for the tweens, so i'll be posting some starter calls later on!
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Eddie Munson intensely staring for your blog
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can you believe that after two years, i crawled back here?? yeah, me either, and yet here we are! going by theo now and using he/they pronouns! muses & rules have been updated!
if you're interested in writing, dm on here or hmu on discord: corroded coffin#9496 (mutuals only please!)
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syntaktis · 3 years
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hey I miss u all 💕 I’ll try to find my way back here soon~
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syntaktis · 3 years
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I promise I’ll be back with stuff soon I’m just...tired
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syntaktis · 3 years
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&&. DIANA PRINCE & BRUCE WAYNE // @dawnheroics​ & @milletant​
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Bruce has his own way of pulling her deeper into the cave that shrouds the light from her near view. Clark’s effect is quite the opposite. She has always been acutely aware of her unique position between the two contradictory men, the balance between Apollo and Nyx. Nyx’s shadow conceals Bruce in the stealth of night, hides his fear, anger, and insecurities away in a cave to be ignored, but the sunlight that clings to Clark’s personality cannot be ignored. Unfortunately, that light can bring about a harshness and reveal too much about what Bruce has spent so long trying to ignore, to push behind him to keep his mind focused on the now.
Diana’s emotions transfer between worried and amused in equal measure. She notes the soreness in Bruce’s posture, the general offness about it that sets her off to notice that something is not well. 
“Clark is right, Bruce,” she says with a firm nod, arms folded over chest. She doesn’t need her lasso to know it either, even if it’s own purpose is just to get Bruce to admit to himself that he is not as impervious to injury as the other two. Perhaps in that strange imbalance in physical power is the blessing to focus their energy on helping Bruce admit to his own humanity. “It’ll hurt for a second,” she warns. “But you can hold my hand if you’d like,” she says, a teasing smile and cocked eyebrow upon her face, “It’ll get worse if you do nothing about it, not great for fieldwork.”
@milletant​
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“ I don’t brood. “ He countered, albeit without much of the usual huffiness that came along with it. Finding something to rest his weight on that he can stare on or glare on to be precise at his current company with ease. 
There’s a moment of silence. Eyes travelling between one then to the other. Sighing with eventual reluctance and resignation as he got up and trudged his way to the better lit portion of the cage. Ignoring the ache and the pull of his muscle everywhere to walk a little more upright until he got to the examination table. Letting out a groan he can’t even hide although he tried.
He takes off his gloves and drops his belt to the ground as he pulled himself up onto the higher surface. Looking down and letting the light hovering right on top of his hunched form cast a shadow over his face. Exhausted and raw in the moment. 
“ I need help. “ He muttered, begrudgingly. Finding logic in Diana’s suggestion and finding his cagey response useless since he’d have difficulty pulling the top part of the suit off him without a noise. “It’s hard to move with my arm.”
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clark was truly glad for the fact that he could rely on diana to back him up when it came to dealing with bruce and his overwhelming stubbornness. between the two of them, they could usually manage to wrangle bruce into getting proper medical attention, sleep, or food when he needed it. he offers diana a quiet whisper of thanks before his eyes shift back to bruce, the groan pulling him back to the moment. “of course you need help, thank you for admitting it,” he says, partially teasing but also partly thankful bruce actually decided to rely on them.  clark walks over to bruce and manages to get his arm out of the suit with some difficulty. he makes a big effort to try not to hurt him, but he knows that bruce must be feeling some pain even if he’s not vocalizing it. his heart is beating much faster than normal for someone who has a resting heart rate that is normally so steady that sometimes clark has to check that he’s alive. once he’s managed to get the top of bruce’s suit down fully, he glances to diana and runs a hand through his hair.
“di, it might be easiest if you pop his shoulder back in while i watch with my vision so i can make sure we got things lined up the right way.” and sure while clark wants to have his hands on bruce (not that he’d ever admit it), he knows that deep down bruce trusts diana just a little more. he steps back to give them some space to work and leans against the nearest wall.
he cants his head to the side and watches them, a soft smile on his lips. “what do you say we get food after this? i’m starved.”
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