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soarsthroughthesky · 2 years
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Peace at Last?
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“Like their owners.” Marc smirks and watches Steven feed the fish nudging him as he takes some food and feeds the other other one. ”I can try, but Jake does his own thing” He shrugs and nudges him again. “Watch it, we’re normal, it’s everyone else that’s different.” He replies.
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fixtherealm · 2 years
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Despite how heavy the fall out had been weighing on her mind, Maeve hadn't had the strength to reach out in the past couple of days. Instead she'd been throwing herself into patrols and work as best she could. That was until fate had other ideas.
She didn't know what had happened, weither she'd been infected with something or if it was some sort of side effect of over doing things with her powers but it sucked. She felt feverish, felt like everything was rushing. It was like she was on autopilot as she made her way to the only place that felt self in this state, to Peter's.
Her body somewhat argued as she made her way up the fire escape, still clad in her suit with whatever shirt and shorts she had stashed away over top. Fingers were trembling as she tried to open the window when she got to her destination, knocking urgently but weakly when it was proving difficult. "Please be home, Parker," she pleaded quietly, braced against the side of the window as she hoped he would answer.
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norvstforthvwickvd · 2 years
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"Who said I or you were a push over?" She chuckles, crossing her knees in his chair and her arms across her chest. "We're just two people on the opposite sides of the law. Maybe the same. I understand that you are looking for information on The Punisher."
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somethingvicked · 1 year
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Eddie Munson RP
Hannah Andrén stood at the airport in Indianapolis with a large duffel bag at her feet while she every so often raised up on her tiptoes to try to catch her pen-pal, Eddie Munson coming to pick her up.
Hannah had gotten in touch with Eddie through a heavy metal magazine about three years earlier which had eventually lead to them switching addressees and becoming pen-pals. They had also talked on the phone a time or two - Hannah had been stripped of her allowance for six months that time for calling to the US from Sweden but this was the first time they would meet in person. 
She knew what to look for - they had switched photos as well - but that didn’t stop her from being nervous. It was silly really, she had told Eddie some of the most intimate details of her life, things she had never told anyone before because it was so much easier to tell someone you didn’t meet every day. Now though, they were going to meet and she was going to stay at his place for two weeks, visiting. 
Hannah knew that Eddie was still in high school, the third time around, but she herself had graduated the spring before and was between jobs now but had saved money from summer jobs for two years past so she could do this. 
Speaking of, she had thought that in the US people wouldn’t stare as much when it came to their style - although Eddie had said that it was probably just as bad, and it seemed like he was right. 
Hannah was dressed in black skinny jeans, a t-shirt with the image of a grinning Freddy Kruger as well as the print ‘Man of my dreams’ underneath it, a leather jacket and combat boots. They were a cheaper knock off version without the steel toe and could be closed with a zipper along the side but they had the look and that was what mattered. 
She had long auburn colored hair which she usually left hanging or put up in a bun and black eyeliner framing her hazel eyes.
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abbyissharp · 2 years
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@musesofabrokenmind  || continued from x
Billy was in the bathroom fixing his face after getting hit by himself. All he did was go to one of the buildings that held the training for his Company, but some people didn’t agree with what he was doing, so they different show that. And today, after leaving the building, someone came up to him, punching him right in the face for nothing. So he was pissed out and in pain.
Abby had taken some time off and had promised that she was not going be leaving her apartment. It meant that she didn’t have to have someone shadowing her. She’d been spending most of the day catching up on her shows on Netflix that she hadn’t had time to watch. She was getting hungry and thought about ordering some dinner. Then she thought about Billy, whether or not she should invite him over. Before she could fully decide, she was reaching for her phone. 
[SMS || Billy Russo]  If you aren’t doing anything, I’m ordering pizza.  You should come over. 
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shireentheunburnt · 2 years
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Lethal Justice
Shireen stumbled out into the cold and grey of an alley, the sun trying its best to break through the clouds above but not truly succeeding. Holding her shawl to herself with one hand, and her stag figurine with the other, the young, scarred girl glanced about herself in confusion. Where was she? Was this... some sort of dream?
“Hello?” she called out, wary and not expecting a response after what had happened so painfully recently. “Hello, is someone there? Please?” 
If this place was indeed real, then she was dreadtully lost... She would need to work out how to get herself ho- back to her mother. With luck, Selyse would not have time to notice her missing, and all would be as well as it could be.
She took a few steps forward, towards the mouth of the alleyway, and spoke again, working on keeping her breathing calm, “Hello? I... I need help, please? Hello?”
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thedarkmanor · 2 years
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New muses
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1-Danny Torrance(Doctor Sleep)(FC-Ewan McGregor)
2-Peter Parker -1(Spider-Man)(MCU)(FC-Tom Holland)
3-Peter Parker-2(Spider-Man)(Raimi)(FC-Tobey Magurie)
4-Peter Parker-3(Spider-Man)(Amazing)(FC-Andrew Garfield)
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griim · 2 years
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@musesofabrokenmind​ cont. from x. with Matt.
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‘Then you haven’t been around me long enough,’ Gemma thinks to herself. Why would anyone see something else? She was a killer and one who was very good at what she did. A sigh passed through slightly parted lips, maybe she was being too harsh on herself, or maybe, it was the truth. Either way, it made her feel like shit, and it always had. Eyes glance up to look at Matt before looking away, “that’s nice, don’t hear that much anymore.” Taking a drink from the bottle of whiskey she had been nursing, “well, you are a lawyer you should know this. The court of public opinion is quite harsh, and they don’t forget.”
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Rey looked around, trying to get together, not believing she had just passed out like that. "God, I'm so sorry that normally doesn't happen to me." She stands up straight, putting her weight on her own two feet before looking at the guy that caught her. "That's just embarrassing."
"Well, I'm glad I was here to catch you because you took what would have been a hard fall if I hadn't of caught you." Aaron looks at her with a smile on his face and then let's go of her as she stands "Don't worry it happens to the best of us. I'd like to accompany you for the remainder of your trip though in case you do it again. Is there any reason why you would be passing out like that?" He tilts his head to the side, cocking an eyebrow.
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rebelw1thacause · 2 years
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@musesofabrokenmind​:  [ MUSUEM ] :  for  our  muses  to  meet  at  a  museum (Steven)
Here was Jasmine in Egypt thanks to Tony Stark wanting to make some event for his huge ego. What the event was supposed to be, Jasmine couldn’t remember. Right now, she was at the museum looking around at the artifacts and wearing sunglasses hoping that someone wouldn’t recognize her as either Jasmine Ross, Tony’s consulting reporter, or Gardenia, the superhero who could control and manipulate plants. Jasmine was lost in her own thoughts when she accidentally bumped into a man.
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“Sorry, sug,” she said in her smooth southern accent. “I didn’t see you there.”
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normallyxstranger · 1 year
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@musesofabrokenmind | title; what do you think? (Jamie & Luna) | cont. from here
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     He wiped his hands on his jeans before he picked up the pack of cigarettes next to him on the step. His eyes watched her only for a moment before he cupped his hands around the cigarette. There was no match, no lighter, but the sleight of hand tricks he’d employed all his life to hide his fire abilities usually worked. A spark of flame from his thumb ignited the cigarette’s tip. He inhaled deeply, lowering his hands. His eyes leveled on her.
     “Thanks,” he said, wondering if she’d only said that to be nice, to spare his feelings. The song was finished, but lacking lyrics and still rough around the edges. Some constructive criticism would’ve been nice, but most folks were too nervous to give any. 
     “And it wasn’t forward. I did ask.” 
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“And how are you so sure about it?” Poe crosses his arms over his chest, giving her a serious look. He couldn’t understand how she was dealing with this so well. Maybe she wasn’t taking it well, but to him, she seemed fine. “Like you could get yourself hurt, you know that, right?”
"Oh, I know that, but I also know that it takes a lot more to hurt me than it does a normal person and I also know that somethings are worth getting hurt or dying over." Ma'at looks at him and smiles softly "This Rebellion is something that's worth it and going on missions like this make me think that I'm making a difference Poe. I made my peace that anything might happen on one of them, so you just need to suck it up flyboy."
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“It’s my job to protect people.” Jake shrugs his shoulders. All he knew was to keep people safe that’s what he is good at. He kept Steven and Marc alive for this long, so why not help other people? Even though he wasn’t the type of person to go out of his way for other people. “Don’t expect me to save you all the time. I got two other people to look after. I don’t need another one.”
"I just couldn't get to this before they started in on me Jake." Montana says as she pulls out her knife and starts playing with it, twirling it around in her hands easily "If I could have done that it would have been their asses that would have been in need of saving instead of mine." She slides it back into her belt and then looks at him "You drink Jake because I could use one to celebrate life and I could pay you back a little for the helping hand."
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jxckxfalltrxdes · 2 years
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@musesofabrokenmind continued from here 
Working in bars, if you aren’t good with faces you tend to become good at recognizing them. But Jack’s always been good with remembering people...and he did remember seeing the man in the picture. 
“He’s been here. Not a regular and uh...different clientele to what usually shows up here,” Jack said as he examined the pic a bit more to try to recall anything else. “He kept to himself. No fuss, no muss. Didn’t come here consecutively but more than twice to my memory. You can stick around to see if he shows up, but I’ll insist on a one drink minimum. Still trying to run a business, after all. Or if you got a business card, if I see him again, I can shoot you a text.”  
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somethingvicked · 1 year
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Steve Harrington RP
November, 1983. 
Valerie ‘Val’ Ashburn sat beside Chief Hopper in his truck as he drove them into Hawkins and her new home. 
Her dad had been buried today so there was nothing left for her here. Chief Hopper was her godfather and had apparently been tasked with her care. She had protested and said that she could take care of herself - she doubted that Jim Hopper wanted a teenager to look after but the law was the law. She was still a minor for 18 more months. 
She had to give it to uncle Jim, though. He had been there for her when he heard that her father had died, he had taken time off to come and help her arrange the funeral and pack everything up. Things that she might want later when she moved to a place of her own had been turned into storage and the rest had either been given away or taken to Jim’s house in Hawkins. 
Yes, there was nothing wrong with Hopper. She just didn’t like the thought of being a charity case. 
Not to mention, he didn’t believe her. She had told him that she had caught a glimpse of what had killed her dad since she had heard him screaming and opened the front door. It wasn’t a bear. It wasn’t even an animal. 
It looked like someone had taken E.T. and crossbred it with The Thing. 
She hadn’t said that though, she knew he wouldn’t believe her. She had just said that it wasn’t an animal. But she didn’t think he believed her. 
“So ...” she said, trying to start a conversation, “do I get a day off or do I need to go to school tomorrow?”  
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shireentheunburnt · 2 years
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what horror trope are you?
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Your Result: the monster
it was not your fault– at first, at least. you can not help being the way you are. and even if you could, would you choose to change? they met you with torches raised and screaming mouths, the only choice you had was to flee. but you will not stay away forever. they whisper your name in fear, and you will make sure you hurt them just as much as they hurt you.
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