Name's Kee. I specialize in blowing things up, shooting people, being generally kick-ass, and botany.Guardians of the Galaxy / Sci Fi OC. Mun/Muse are 21+. PST timezone. Multi-verse, multi-ship.
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brokcnmagic:
With no hesitation and a satisfying crack, Marlow slapped Kee across the face. “I don’t give a damn what you say about me, but don’t you dare suggest one fucking thing about Krugarr. Learn some fucking manners.”
Kee hadn’t been prepared for the slap, and instinct took in instantly. She gripped Marlow’s wrist and twisted before barrelling into her, a fist to the gut, a boot to the knee. Disable and destroy, as quickly and efficiently as possible.
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fallasea:
SOOOO……….. LIKE.
I am ENTHUSIASTICALLY wanting to write with you but I am SLOW.
I AM RIDICULOUSLY HAPPY TO GET OOC MESSAGES BUT I AM SLOW.
HOLY SHIT LIKE I ALWAYS FUCKING WEEP WITH UTTER FUCKING JOY WHEN I GET ASK IC BUT I AM S LOW.
LIKE I AM GENERALLY VERY SLOW BUT I APPRECIATE MY MUTUALS.
I AM SUPER RIDICULOUSLY SLOW BUT I REALLY want to LIKE CULTIVATE OUR MUSES RELATIONSHIP 100000% OKAY?
I’M JUST
SO SLOW
AND I AM GRATEFUL FOR THOSE WHO WAIT
AND YES WE CAN BE SLOW TOGETHER.
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stcrmbreakr:
‘ your outburst is VALID, but i could technically be branded a w a r criminal by the entire universe should they K N O W i am the reason that titan was able to kill h a l f the galaxy’s population. i meant SANE in the sense that you, comparatively, seem normal, jet fuel-drinking A S I D E. had i meant to ask her then i would not be HERE talking to you. ‘

“Okay, cool, awesome. So basically ya got zero reason to criticize anyone on anythin’ ever again. Literally nothin’ we do is ever gonna be bad as th’ shit y’ say ya pulled in yer eyes, right? So go take yer holier-than-though bitch-ass and yer precious li’l I know true sufferin’ and ain’t nobody else ever’s allowed to ever feel any pain ever, and yer bullshit normal and go get fucked in an eye-socket. Preferably with a gun. We’re all from different star systems, in case ya didn’t notice. Normal don’t mean shit, and I don’t want no part in yer civvy idea of sanity.”
#kee vc: everyone is weak and bullshit#also kee: literally none of us have grown up in the same culture you have stop holding us all to your values and calling yourself normal???#v: main#stcrmbreakr
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stcrmbreakr:
‘ honestly? you just give off a C A L M E R vibe than some of the o t h e r s. had i known EVERYONE was this crazy i would have just gone && asked s t a k a r for advice. sometimes i wonder if i am one of the few S A N E beings around here. ‘
“...Calm...” She had never once been called that in her life, and with good reason. “Asshole-ish-ness aside -- well, no, real quick. Fuck you fer thinkin’ yer sane just because we don’t suit yer perfect fuckin’ standards by actin’ like th’ criminals we are, thanks. But beside that, are y’ sure y’ain’t mixin’ me up with th’ boss’s gal? Blonde, hot, big tits, actually calm, and not me?”
#kee only visits yondu on very special occasions#aka when she just made BIG BANK on a job and has to gloat#or to make out w sarah lol#v: main#stcrmbreakr
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eternaltrickster:
“I saw no other way of getting you down without hurting your wings in the process, if you wish to call me ungentlemanly then I guess I will just have to have that cross to bare.” Loki comes closer to her and offers a hand to help her up “I never said that I was a gentlemen in the first place by the way and if I do not say it then you opinion is not needed on the subject.” He looks at her with narrowed eyes “You are lucky you are not still hanging there being as I am on my way to conduct some important business and cutting down strange winged woman is not a part of said business.” Loki then cocks an eyebrow at her “Well, do you want help up off your rear or not?”
She snarled, refusing to even consider admitting that he was right. She wouldn’t have gotten out on her own, but that didn’t mean she had to like it. “My opinion ain’t needed most places, princess. Don’t mean I give a shit.” If she were honest, she didn’t think she was necessary in the first place. Kee could disappear entirely, and the universe would be no worse off than it was before. “I’m on my feet already. Or are ya gonna start spoutin’ some shit about bein’ lawful and good and not wastin’ my huge potential or some shit?”
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stcrmbreakr:
he falls QUIET for a moment, letting out a sigh as his eyes r o l l e d && he pressed his thumb && forefinger to his temples, R U B B I N G at them gently as he thought.
‘ forget i asked, then. i just do not want him to pick up any B A D habits like some children i know. ‘
She snorted, rolling her eyes right back. “I’m gonna repeat my previous question, kiddo. What in th’ fuck made y’all think I was ever gonna give y’all th’ answer y’ wanted? I drink jet fuel. Have I shown a sense of responsibility lately? Honest question. Lemme know so I can stop.”
#kee has never been and will never be a good influence and everyone knows it haha#v: main#stcrmbreakr
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stcrmbreakr:
‘ think about who E L S E i could be asking && think about what t h e i r answers would be. then look at THEIR children. i feel like you are one of the b e t t e r people to ask in regards to this subject. ‘
“So ya decide to ask someone what don’t got any kids at all, and hates the very idea of ‘em. Y’ just want permission t’ drink shit in front of yer larva, ‘s that it? Y’all know how much I love booze, right? And jet fuel, and other shit what’d kill anyone what ain’t me? Permission fuckin’ granted.”
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“...Boy, I want y’all to take a good long look at who yer talkin’ to n’ tell me exactly what drove yer glitter-infested brain t’ ask me that question.”
—@arkhevia— [ x ]
‘ is it socially ACCEPTABLE to drink in front of your child? asking for a f r i e n d, && by friend i mean M E. i am the friend. ‘
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wasdiamond:
❛ Oh, of course, there’s plenty to observe here on Homeworld. My sisters are far more qualified to be giving tours and dictating what you can and cannot see. But, I suppose I could give it a chance this time around. ❜
“Oh, sure. Yeah! I’m a visitin’ dignitary, and I was supposed to meet with yer oldest sister. Sucks that she ain’t here, but I don’t mind bein’ shown around by y’all neither.”
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@fearlings-lament

“Hey, that’s a nice coat there you got there. Y’know where it would look even better?” She moved in with a sultry grin. “On Ruby’s floor.”
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brokcnmagic:
“It’s not on purpose!”
“If I had a choice I wouldn’t go near you!”
“So figure out how t’ get a choice! Ain’t that hard! I cain’t even smell ya, just yer pal all over ya. What, you come here on a walk of shame after gettin’ cozy with Krugarr?”
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androidxv:
“Please don’t bite me. Not a big fan of that honestly, don’t see much appeal. In really any context.”
“Mmmmm, boring. Life ain’t fun without a bit’a teeth.”
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cxpt:
His fists were starting to ball at his sides as he listened to her speak. Normally, he was okay with people complaining about situations. But this — this just seemed like someone looking to pick a fight. Which given what was going on around them was the last thing he wanted to deal with. If anything, he’d rather focus on the battle, on making certain everyone wouldn’t die because he wasn’t paying attention to just how the battle was going. “Because those people can give you the sort of explosions that might work without killing everyone around you,” Steve pointed out, trying not to allow the frustration to show in his voice. If she honestly wanted explosives she would need to find someone who could give her something that wouldn’t kill their whole damn team. “You want the plan? You’re working with a team and that means working together. Everyone has their part. Now if you want to work with us instead of just looking for things to blow up then I will tell you just what our plan is. Otherwise you’re on your own.”
By the time he was on his second sentence, she was rolling her eyes, openly groaning and mocking him. She had just asked for a fucking plan, "I literally just said don't give me your fuckin’ lectures. Jesus fuckin' Christ, boy, y'all stuff yer fuckin’ ears with justice every mornin?” She spat on the ground, scowling and itching to leave now. She wasn’t a team member. She wasn’t a good person. She was here because she knew how to kill, and she was good at it, no matter the enemy. If Rogers wanted her help, he would get off his high horse, drop the talking, and act.. “Now, ‘cause I’m so fuckin’ patient and willin’, I’m gonna let ya try that again. And if ya even start on another goody-good be a hero bullshit, and go make my kind of bomb, fuck whatever collateral gets in the way.”
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jamesbarneswolf:
Kee was the kind of girl that women loved to hate. She, indeed, was an adult, but so young that she still had the exuberance of youth. She had that movie star look, not overly tall and willowy, but more like an action star. Her muscle definition was perfect, and she walked with the confidence of someone a decade older. She wasn’t just flawless in her bone structure, her skin was like silk over glass and she radiated an intelligent beauty.
“Do you truly expect me to bend to your rules? I’m only here to seek for a safe night at a place— money isn’t a problem.”
Lips willingly offering her a genuine smile, the soldier nodded softly, gaze therefore gracing the magnificence of her body on display. “I’m sure any other drunk man would comply to buying you drinks whatsoever.”
Originally posted by bishopl
She was thirty-two. She didn’t have exuberance of youth. She talked like any other backwater Missouri hick without a high school diploma, and sat like a man, and her mood soured when he rejected her outright. She wasn’t here to smile and flirt with sad-eyed waifs. Or men. Whatever term applied to waifish men.
She curled her lips into a sneer, unimpressed and a bit confused. “A safe night at a place?” How specific. Was he propositioning her, or just trying to find a place to stay in? She didn’t miss his eyes dropping from her face, and while she normally wouldn’t mind, she had laid her conditions out pretty clearly. It wasn’t an I want to be challenged by a strong man kind of night. “Do I look like a GPS to you? Like I said. Three drinks, or stop droolin’ over my tits, and piss off.”
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jamesbarneswolf:
Closed interaction with @arkhevia
The Forbidden Snake Bar: the name amused James, but it was accurate enough. Steve, his pal, once talked about being accepted years ago and would renew his membership ever since, when appropriate. It was a useful venue for contacts, though he find it odd that he would fly all the way there when there were clearly enough places in New York to please him.
The bathrooms were a sanctuary of silence. The restaurant was fastidious, if unimaginitive, in its grilled meats and selection of wines. The bar was comfortable for lousy-voiced conversations and discussions beyond boardroom doors. Tonight he’d be there to seek shelter over drinks, but it wouldn’t stop the former soldier to let alcohol soothe his worries of the day.
Taking a seat right next to a certain female, his gaze then met hers, a hand swiftly curling its fingers around the beer thrown his way. “Gentlemen must crave your attention…”
Originally posted by infinidadesua
Ugh. She’d spent a good ten minutes in the bathroom not half an hour ago, still annoyed that that was what had constituted for a quickie, at least according to the poor sod that bought her a drink. Her ass still hurt from where it had been shoved up against the sink. Probably should have just smashed the damn thing, scared the guy and ran off with his cash. She’d only been allowed in here with her current employer. Not like she had the cash or the desire to commit to a club like this.
Still, she had until tomorrow to start the job, and a good fifty bucks cash up front to throw away on drinks tonight. Kee bristled as someone sat down next to her, reeking of New York. She was only in Chicago for work, a few thousand on tracking this guy’s old lover and taking him out, and gas for the trip back to Manhattan.
At least he had a semblance of tact. Kee pulled a wry snark and gestured. “Yep. Line starts over there. Entrance fee is three rounds of booze -- th’ good shit, not any of that four-buck paint thinner y’all think pass for beer.”
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“So what I came all this way for nuthin? There’s gotta be somethin’ good goin’ on here.”
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❛ I’m sure they’re trying to invade another planet right now. That’s what they’re usually doing when they’re not here. ❜
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