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#handpickedriot: Magic Tricks
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@handpickedriot​ - Peter Parker
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“Nothing is impermanent,“ Sigyn said, hands dancing over the table as she shuffled the cups, moving them not in a manner to slip the ball into her palm or under a different cup but instead in a magic of a different sort. “Nothing is ever truly lost,” she lifted up one cup to reveal the little yellow ball beneath. Bringing it up a little higher into the air, the ball shot up into it. With a flourish of her wrist, cup and ball both were gone and she picked up another conjuring another ball beneath it before the edge of the cup parted from the table, “You need only know where to look.” The last two cups began a waltz.
“Young man,“ dark brown eyes set on one amongst her audience, with a smile, “would you care to guess?“ There was no ball to be found now, it was vanished away to nothing, but there was a little yellow bird, destined to find it’s way under whichever cup he chose.
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thetricksterslove · 2 years
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@handpickedriot​ - Peter Parker (moved from old sideblog, under the cut due to length)
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“Nothing is impermanent,“ Sigyn said, hands dancing over the table as she shuffled the cups, moving them not in a manner to slip the ball into her palm or under a different cup but instead in a magic of a different sort. “Nothing is ever truly lost,” she lifted up one cup to reveal the little yellow ball beneath. Bringing it up a little higher into the air, the ball shot up into it. With a flourish of her wrist, cup and ball both were gone and she picked up another conjuring another ball beneath it before the edge of the cup parted from the table, “You need only know where to look.” The last two cups began a waltz.
“Young man,“ dark brown eyes set on one amongst her audience, with a smile, “would you care to guess?“ There was no ball to be found now, it was vanished away to nothing, but there was a little yellow bird, destined to find it’s way under whichever cup he chose.
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    In any other instance, he would be affronted to be called a young man, being twenty-eight and working on his doctorate; but she had something about her, a quality in her words, a means in the way she wove magic, that soothed his ridiculous ego. Like Time itself was talking with him.
    Besides, he was getting used to that sort of thing among the gods he kind of-sort of now kept company with. Their age and seemingly endless knowledge reminded him of his mortality just as often as fighting did.
    “You know, the whole being Spider-Man and working with the Avengers hasn’t really grounded magic in reality for me, all that much,” he offered as he watched her in a curious daze. Maybe it was his background in science, or maybe it was because, despite all the spider-trappings, he was still just a guy from Queens. “It’s still… hard to wrap my head around.”
    Peter gestured to the cup closest to him. Looking up at her, he grinned a little, “You could definitely put a few stage magicians out of work.”
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“All the world’s a stage,“ Sigyn said, lifting up the cup he’d pointed at, a dove emerging below that was larger than the cup itself. It shook out it’s feathers and fluttered away into the grey skies of New York, swooping in graceful arcs. “But, thank you.”
Her audience clapped and cheered in delight, dollars dropping into a cap on the edge of her table that she vanished away for safe keeping once the donations had quieted. The hat got set jauntily on her head, pink with ‘I Heart New York’ in swirling letters.
Sigyn watched the bird for a moment, before dark eyes set back on the young man. Spider-Man, he’d said. Which meant he knew Thor! She felt her heart leap with more hope than it had known in years. “Magic is a thing of the mind - if you can wrap your head around it, you might just have a chance at mastering it. But surely Thor has told you that?“
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soulcluster-moved · 4 years
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@handpickedriot​ asked: ✔ + take your pick on muse(s)  ⤷ send ✔ to plot  ⤐ accepting!
I randomized it since I know your muses. I got rapunzel & grace, which is p much the cutest thing ever
Do I know your muse(s):  yes | no | a little | tell me about your muse
Setting: our verse | my verse | your verse | modern | alternate universe | other
Pre-established relationships? yes | no | depends on the relationship
Possible relationships: friends | classmate | co-worker | roommate | family, real or adopted | dating or blind date | married | friends with benefits | unrequited love | lending a hand | teacher - student | rivals | allies | partner-in-crime | enemies | protecter - guarded | business partners | spy - infiltrated | manipulator - manipulated | star-crossed | first meeting | other
I’m in the mood for: fluff | angst | horror | romance | humor | crime | hurt / comfort | action | supernatural | slice of life | crack | dark threads | light threads | any genre | multi-para | shorter para | one-line | any length | plotted threads | unplotted threads | other
Feel free to: message me ooc | message me ic | tell me your ideas | write a starter | answer one of my opens | send a meme | reblog this with your preferences - let’s find common interests!
basic idea: since magic already exists in tangled, i can do an au where jefferson lives there and still has his hat/is a portal jumper and he got tricked and stuck in another world. grace is on her own and meets rapunzel somehow, pls & thank you
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