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durand, cerise       //       awomansfight       //       prince, diana

          in such a trying society, cerise keeps diana grounded. she is a warm, inviting star, beautiful & passionate, with the princess in oribit, basking in her light. “ i just do what i can, “ she says, “ what i must. YOU, mon trésor, are wondrous.” lips find cerise’s jawline, butterfly kisses running a path to her rosy lips. diana steals a kiss - chaste, delicate. sincere & loving. “ not everyone appreciates a woman that does what i do. “ an fact that isn’t easy to admit, considering how she pours her heart into the aid of others. “ but i do not need everyone to. only one. ”

              her lips transform from a sour frown into a sweet smile as diana peppers her skin in kisses. the people in paris aren’t so accepting of two women together, a feature of the city she did not miss. a feature that makes her miss their home of themyscira. 

                 it saddens her that what wonder woman does is seen as unacceptable by some for being a woman. most men, and even some women, believe in the scarceness of their rights as women. diana’s saved the world on more than one occasion, and in cerise’s eyes---the wondrous demi-god should be nothing but praised.

                ❛   there will never be a time where i don’t see the beauty in what you do for the world. people should be JEALOUS. how often to they get to call the love of their life a defender of this planet? though,   ❜          she tries to joke, an attempt at lifting her own spirits,          ❛   i think our neighbour across the street could give me a run for my money. he is QUITE infatuated with you, you know.   ❜

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salvadore, angel         //       greatpowcr       //       parker, peter

             ‘ ‘      UH ,   PERHAPS                YES .      i   actually   have   no   idea                 is   this   a   STRIP   CLUB ?      ’ ’

               her head swivels slightly, taking in the flashing lights and the nearly naked women dancing behind them. her lips are twisted into a deep smile. his innocence is refreshing. intriguing. something she’s not used to.

               ❛   that’s EXACTLY what this place is.    ❜         her gaze temporarily peers at the bar, not too far from them.          ❛   want a drink? we have soda if you don’t drink.   ❜

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kuryakin, illya       //       lonegimbal     //       o’hare, tulip

            her grip’s not as tight as she’d like it to be normally, fingers sticky-slick with blood where they’re twisted in the collar of the guy’s shirt. it’s a short pause, long enough for the words to settle into his mind, for the realization to wash over his face, and she flashes him a bright, winning smile as reward. it takes a single, sharp crack to the face to drop him. 

            “LONG NIGHT?” she knocks a boot into the guy’s thigh as she picks her way through the back alley trash. “didn’t think i’d be seein’ you.”

               ❛   it’s ALWAYS a long night,   ❜         he tries to hold back the small smile that’s threatening to emerge. she’s a regular with him---the russian often taking calls that seem to entail her behaviour. 

                ❛   can’t have other cops taking you in, can i?  ❜          he can sense the alcohol pervading from her pours. his weight shifts, head peering to the side in search of somewhere to sober her up.          ❛   come. let us find a diner; you can tell me what happened there.   ❜

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PSA

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To all my mutuals: in lieu of Tumblr now showing who is active and who is not, please know that I do not: - expect a reply back to our thread if you are on - expect a reply to our ooc chat if you are on - expect you to acknowledge my existence

I do expect you to enjoy yourself, do whatever is comfortable, and forget that stupid status is even there.

I love my followers and mutuals. Please do not feel obligated to answer me. Not now. Not ever.

Please pass this along to help people who have anxiety over this change. Please. No one needs that. Not on Tumblr. Not anywhere.

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i just wanted to apologize for how shitty my activity has been. my sister moved back home with her kids, which means there’s seven people in the house. so on top of that stress, my sister often causes a lot of drama, and hasn’t caused all too much yet, but it’s also stressful waiting for it all to explode. on top of all of that, i’ve been stretched incredibly thin at work and i’m back to doing the job of multiple people while being horribly underpaid for it. so while i can’t promise i’ll be on a lot more, it does seem my sister is finally done turning the house inside out while moving home, so i’m hoping my stress levels go down, so i can have the mental energy to do more than watch documentaries.

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‪hey, I couldn’t save peter parker in mine. make you a deal, what say we watch over each other.‬ ‪sounds like a plan.‬

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stacy, gwen       //       prcblcms       //       parker, peter

         ❝ not cheating if i’m absolutely superior ! ❞ he shouts as he tumbles down toward ground level, suited feet scuffling against the pavement as he swings in front of the food stand, starting the poor man tending to it.

         ❝ hey, al, how about two dogs for me and the lady? ❞

              gwen’s silence the rest of the swift trip is methodical. a reason behind it. a good reason.

                   lips curl and twist beneath the mask as the vendor has no problem procuring two hot dogs. if this were her world---expletives would have been met with a request for the other’s request.

                    she’s quick to grab it, other hand lifting her mask just enough to reveal pink lips. there’s no hesitance in savoring the taste.

                   ❛   wow, this hot dog is the shit. you should make him pay, by the way. he cheated on a race getting here. he’s no gentleman.   ❜

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durand, cerise       //       awomansfight       //       prince, diana

               “ i do not care for their remarks,                  cerise. it is nothing to be upset over. “

          mostly, she’s telling herself that. not that diana realizes it yet,           determined not to be bothered as per usual. perhaps           it’s just the day she is having

              ❛   that’s easy for you to say, m’dear, isn’t it?   ❜          a sigh escapes her lips as her arm around diana’s tightens. a world that celebrates love between a two women is where the painter was encased for most of her life. this world with looks, stares, and ghastly comments is a foreign concept.

               ❛   you are wondrous.   ❜

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kuryakin, illya      //       lonegimbal       //       o’hare, tulip

            it’s a fitful sleep, raw at the edges, claws dug too deep into reality to fully let go. the cell is SMALL, bordering on claustrophobic, and cramped quarters have never really been her style so she dozes. she naps. she fights with the door for a spell and then retreats to the opposite wall to sulk and then tries it all over again. she’d never done well with being caged.

            he doesn’t make enough noise for most people to take notice, but then she’s not exactly most people (and lord knows she’s spent more than her fair share of time with him). eyes snap open the second she hears movement at the cell door and she’s on her feet and at the food slot with barely a whisper.

            “—where the FUCK you been, kuryakin?” 

               the harsh, barely audible, whisper twists his lips into a curl. he’s almost surprised she woke up. almost. illya’s steps are often unheard by most people. to be able to do what he does at his stature often requires silence, a skill he’s perfected over years.

                   ❛   place was hard to find. was off the grid.   ❜          is all he offers her before a small CLICK is heard. he hadn’t always been so quick to pick locks. in fact, it always took illya time. many nights were spent with tulip, the pair running from place to place, the russian practicing.

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               ❛   y’know---   ❜          he begins, large fingers curled in gray fur, princess sprawled out lazily over his lap. eyebrows knit deeply as his head tilts in feigned deep inquiry.          ❛   ---i think there’s a deep philosophy behind the quote---   ❜         the twenty-year-old coughs, a preparation of deepening his voice,          ❛   ‘i love big booty hoes.’   ❜

hill, noah          //          @prcblcms          //          blake, rory

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               ❛   ---are you lost?   ❜          she inquires, a small laugh slipping past plump lips.

@greatpowcr       //      angel salvadore sc       //       parker, peter

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