@trckstaer › ∗ 25﹕ sender rolls their eyes at receiver . benny
a minor pause, his jaw tightened, hazel green looked over and witnessed benny’s eyes. irritated, he scoffs. ❝ . . . you got a better idea ? ❞ he challenged, folding arms across his chest. ( to hell with dean ) he tries to bite back his disdain but it bled over in the way he looked at benny, the way lips bitterly curved. he knows his brother , or so he thought. his brother’s blind devotion to a A VAMPIRE rubbed sam the wrong way. it wasn’t a secret how sam truly felt about dean’s purgatory buddy but as sam stared benny down, he realized he’d have no choice but to work with benny.
𝘕𝘖𝘕𝘝𝘌𝘙𝘉𝘈𝘓 𝘗𝘙𝘖𝘔𝘗𝘛𝘚 !
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@myseracion › * 12: Almost Kiss
from where bones was hiding, without hesitation he catches temps hand and gently pulls her towards him, immediately catching her against his chest. standing behind a wall, steady eyes watched as SPOCK passed them unaware of their presence. releasing his hold on her, his gaze returned to temp’s eyes, silence caught his throat, as the subtle feeling of warmth enveloped, it was no secret ( except to the rest of the fleet ) that bones was drawn to her. something he didn’t readily admit but it was obvious in the way he looked at her. smiling was rare for him but he did his best, when a smirk appeared on his lips as he traced her features, from her eyes down to her lips. tension rises as the heat rushes to his cheeks, he leans forward, lips parted, inches from her own, BUT ABRUPTLY stops when he felt someone hovering behind them. he turns to find scotty staring at the two, a dumbfounded curiosity. it caused bones to step back from temp. ❝ dammit. this is no peep show. get out of here. ❞ he watched the other defensively put up his hands curbing a smile as he sauntered off. i doubt he’d keep that one to himself. he mused, slightly embarrassed, and irritated that their moment had been ruined, bones released a sigh. ❝ i suppose we should get back to work. ❞
I WANT THE K !
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marvel fandom as in mcu only or also comics?
both! mcu and 616
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i’m back ! thank u to everyone who are still sticking with me <3 i hope u guys understand that sometimes you just need to take a break. i’ll still be replying to stuff in drafts and asks. * and i’ll be working on my muse list. 💛
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thank you sm ! ❤️ and also right back at you. i’m enjoying our threads together!
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✏️✏️✏️✏️ I mean did I have to say it?
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bestie ! u know i forever love u ! 💕😘 its no secret that i love everything you do on your blog!
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“leia was the first person in 10 years to make obi-wan laugh. the last was anakin.”
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✏️ !!
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omg 🥺 🥺 thank you so much ! and the same goes to you ! i love your writing!! its so good. ❤️ 👌
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@6courier! STARTER.
Gabriel Arkan, Captain of the Trickshot, took a sweeping glance around him. Ships, storage containers, droids, flight crews, and people moving between all of it. How long had it been since he’d seen POE? It felt like years, but it must have been only a few months. The Outer Rim had been raging with various cartels going to war, and his runs had taken him away from most of the action near Dameron.
Gabe wasn’t sure where he was - he kept scanning the horizon for any glimpse of that pilot-turned-general that he knew. At last, he saw those whisps of black hair, and that powerful stature. Before he knew it, he was running towards the man, smile large and barely kept on his face.
“Been a while. You look good. I heard about your promotion. Congrats,” he said, “and I’ve got things for you.”
was he nervous ? poe kept looking behind his shoulder, every now and then he got the feeling someone was following him. paranoid as he knew what deeds were about to be done, someone with the an honorable title should never do. poe stood with hands on his hips as the other made their way to him. he couldn’t hide a smile for an old friend, he nods with appreciation as he pats the man’s shoulder and just like that, his smile disappeared, pensive brows furrowed. ❝ things ? right. ❞ poe looked to his side, seeing if anyone was taking notice of their exchange, ❝ not here. ❞
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i got an interview for a job as an engineer consultant ! so i might be absent while i prepare for it. it’s a huge deal as i’ve worked so hard at uni and to be offered a position with a well known company would be a dream come true so. if i haven’t replied or if i’ve disappeared that’s the reason.
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HONEYVEILED // an independent multi-muse + multi-fandom blog featuring JANE FOSTER from marvel comics & the mcu ! a study in moral ambiguity , being back from the dead & taking a level in badass .
penned by HADES
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We’re the Guardians of the Galaxy. We’re always ready. Forever
laws | about
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@hexsreality › ∗ 22﹕ sender finds receiver [ injured ]
leaning on one hand , the other, a titanium plated arm torn apart , damaged as it lies in front of him. he huffs, nose bloody, jaw bruised. blue eyes dazed, as he stares at what was left of him before collapsing, letting himself fall flat on the ground. a few minutes later, he hears the prominent tap of heels hitting the ground, and it urges him to open his eyes. furrowed brows, he is met with scarlet boots, tracing up, and there she was in all crimson and mystic ! the scarlet witch. bucky chuckles, bitter and rough . ❝ you’re a little late to the party, wanda. ❞ and even bucky found his dark humor when he’s half-dead on the floor. ❝ shame i didn’t leave any of them for you. maybe next time. ❞ he rolled over, with his hand on his shoulder, tilting his head up. a stifled groan, this wasn’t exactly what he had planned. a rescue party for the winter soldier.
𝘕𝘖𝘕𝘝𝘌𝘙𝘉𝘈𝘓 𝘗𝘙𝘖𝘔𝘗𝘛𝘚 !
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muse: *breathes near someone they may get along with*
other rper: y’know i think they could maybe sorta be kinda cute toge-
me: sign me the FUCK up 👌👀👌👀👌👀👌👀👌👀 good shit go౦ԁ sHit👌 thats ✔ some good👌👌shit right👌👌th 👌 ere👌👌👌 right✔there ✔✔if i do ƽaү so my self 💯 i say so 💯 thats what im talking about right there right there (chorus: ʳᶦᵍʰᵗ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ) mMMMMᎷМ💯 👌👌 👌НO0ОଠOOOOOОଠଠOoooᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒ👌 👌👌 👌 💯 👌 👀 👀👀 👌👌Good shit
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@defectivexfragmented › ∗ 58﹕ sender is found collapsed by receiver .
with an iron grip and a quick reflex , she grabbed matt before he hits the concrete . her green, emerald eyes riddled with confusion. ❝ matty ? ❞ she whispers, her large hand brushing away the loose strands of his hair from his face, so she can get a better look at him. ❝ matt ? ❞ a little stern this time when he hadn’t replied. panic sets in her voice ; she wasn’t sure what to do, except --with a small sigh, she lifts him up in her arms, if he’s not gonna wake up then fine, she’ll just carry him back home. just as he was incredibly stubborn so was jen.
( . . . ) she makes it back to her home, and gently lays him on the couch. ❝ what am i suppose to do with a passed out laywer on my sofa . ❞ she said, irritated as her hands rested on her hips. ❝ come on . matt . wake the f#$*& up. ❞
𝘕𝘖𝘕𝘝𝘌𝘙𝘉𝘈𝘓 𝘗𝘙𝘖𝘔𝘗𝘛𝘚 !
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