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halsey: Sounds Like Friday Night ❤️

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bruce.

bruce wasn’t at all surprised when he was thrown back from his respective time to the seventies. it was considered a common event nowadays due to the heavy amounts of absence in the heroes back home. his children included. he only partly wished to be one of the few to never make it to the seventies only because he’d be leaving the comfort of his city behind. one thing bruce swore to never do. but, he couldn’t change the situation nor would he make a fuss about it. he’d take the events day by day in hopes of being of help to the situation. at least he was with his family, so he wasn’t completely away from home. his throat clears and his gaze flickers about the old walls. and just to make sure his thoughts are correct, he asks. “i assume this is the year ‘73, yes?” 

“What, were the bell bottoms not clue enough??” there’s a smile playing on harpers lips as she lifts her ankles to show off the time appropriate fashion. she’s more than excited to have bruce here, the only consistent father figure in her life, even if she drove him insane sometimes. from the other side of the couch, she drops her leg and nods, deciding to be a little more serious for once. she wasn’t trying to piss him off just yet, “yeah, it is, just a lil more messy because we’re all here.”

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valykrie

Valkyrie shrugs slightly, laughing at the girl’s reaction. “I haven’t known home for many centuries…” she confesses, head tilted to the side. “But I’ll be curious to see what you come up with.” There’s a moment’s hesitation beofre she’s shrugging at Harper’s question. “I… I don’t really know yet. This is my first proper experience with Midgard - and considering how we’re generally cooped up in here, I haven’t had much of a chance to explore.”

“I grew up thinking home was like, an impossible concept, if that makes sense. where i lived wasn’t actually a home until i got around people who actually cared about me,” she shrugs her shoulders lightly, trying to play off her emotions. “you’ve got thor, bruce. loki probably cares at least a little. and me,” she nudges her lightly, “so that might help, as cheesy as it sounds. i’m not gonna let you feel alone.” harper squeezes the others hand once more, a grin playing on her lips, “and we’ll have to sneak out some nights, i want to take you on all the lame dates i can without starting trouble.”

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valkyrie.

Valkyrie doesn’t hesitate to take the young woman’s hand, grateful for the hold. Despite her attempts to push everyone away, the presence of Thor and other Asgardians in her life has made it admittedly more difficult to not crave the intimacy of closeness, of people in whom she could trust and confide. Her head rises up with a smirk, cocking a brow at the girl’s suggestion. “And how do you intend on doing that?” she teases, appreciative of Harper’s attempts, even though she’s not quite certain she’ll be successful. 

“Are you doubting me??” harper knows she should probably let go of the others hand, but she keeps holding onto it anyways, the goofy smile returning to her lips and she nudges valkyrie lightly. if she could make a home out of a one room apartment, she could figure something out here. “it may not be asgard but i’ll try my best,” she admits, chewing her bottom lip in thought. “what are some of your favorite things?? midgardian things, so that i actually understand please,” she lets out a small laugh.

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💬 you've had a thing for steph and cass before

“I’d be lying if i said i hadn’t thought about it before…”

@noiirbat​ @sp0ileralcrt​

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💬 + you're dating valkyrie

“Dating?? i wish… it’s more like i have a cheesy high school crush on the girl that’s too cool for me so i just admire from a distance and am there for her when she needs it. god, i’m lame.”

@scrcpper142​

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valkyrie.

Valkyrie’s brow furrowed at the girl’s suggestions, already shaking her head as she took another sip of liquour. “Not in the slightest. I just… I didn’t -” There’s a moment’s hesitation, and she finds her gaze shifting away from the girl, trying to find somewhere to focus that isn’t another eprson’s face. “After… After what happened with Hela, I… I had no home.” She shugs slightly, trying to act as though it’s no big deal. “Sakaar was a refuge, not a place I could call my own. It was a place to escape, there was no time to be settling in and making a home for myself. I just - didn’t have one.”

Harpers lips pull into a frown as she listens to valkyrie. she’s not sure if she should comfort the woman or not, but settles for reaching her free hand across to take the others loosely. she understand the struggle of opening up to someone else and just wants val to feel safe telling her anything. she nods her head, “i understand,” though she couldn’t relate entirely, she didn’t want her to feel isolated in her own feelings. harper squeezes the others hand lightly, “this may not be a permanent home, but i’m going to try my best to make it feel like one for you.”

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valkyrie.

Valkyrie listens carefully, expression sobering as Harper explains her relationship with her brother, how she’d had to care for him. It was nothing like the life that she had lived - dependent on the other warrirors, and then all alone, functioning for herself. “Well, I appreciate whatever advice you feel so inclined to share,” she laughs, smirking at the younger girl. “I can put up a good fight, but in a kitchen… I lose pretty much lose all useful function.”

Harper is almost relieved that her opening up hadn’t seemed to shake valkyrie, the one thing she didn’t want to do was scare the other off. she’s trying her best to not get caught staring at the woman, eyes flickering to the grass below her or the bottle held in black painted fingernails when she thinks she’s going to get caught. "i see, i see. you’re too badass for the domesticated lifestyle,” the younger teases. “i should’ve known, you’re just way too cool for me,” she’s joking, but there’s some truth in her words, she’s worried she’s not interesting enough to be around the other.

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valkyrie

A small laugh escapes Valkyrie at the girl’s questioning, shaking her head as she takes a sip from her bottle. “I had a lot of things going on - learning to cook wasn’t exactly at the top of my to-do list.” Valkyrie sits dwon across from her, getting comfortable as she crosses her legs. “That would be nice,” she confesses, enjoying the idea. There was something endearing about the girl’s grin - she’d be happy to see her smile again. 

“Alright, that’s fair, i guess,” harper shakes her head, taking a small sip from the bottle in her hands. she hesitates speaking for a minute, not quite sure if she was ready to open up to someone outside of her family. but glancing up at valkyrie, harper felt the most comfortable she ever had, like she could trust the woman with her life if it came down to it. she takes another swig from the bottle nervously, “when i was sixteen i got full custody over my brother, so i basically had to be a parent,” she started, “so i had to learn how to cook dinner for us outside of the basic stuff. i’m pretty much a gourmet chef now,” she adds the joke onto the end with a proud smile, “so i’ll be giving up my trademarked secrets for you.”

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All the pretty girls in the world But I’m in this space with you

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valkyrie.

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“I think you and I were supposed to have dinner…” Valkyrie started, two bottles in her hand as she approached the younger woman in the backyard - beer for the young one, something a little stronger for her. “I hope drinks will suffice - I’m not sure I want to test out cooking on you.”

Harper isn’t afraid to admit that she’s well past excited that valkyrie had remembered, a smile playing on her lips as she talks the bottle from the others hand. “you’re telling me you’ve been alive like a thousand years and never learned how to cook??” the blue haired girl teases as she takes a seat in the grass. “i could teach you a thing or two if you’d like, my skills are way past microwave pizza.”

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H A R P E R  R O W  → outfit aesthetic

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johnny.

“Is it just me or does all the coffee here taste like dirty pennies? Maybe the time travel did something WEIRD with my taste buds.”

“I’ll let you in on a secret, there’s this cool thing called sugar. ya put it in coffee and suddenly it doesn’t taste like iron man tears.”

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ofxenchantress:

June may or may not have found herself with her second bottle of wine in hand, at the point that she was now sipping from the bottle freely. She sat in the backyard patio, not wanting to be disruptive of anyone who was working har din the kitchen. She would have helped but she was feeling a bit on the sad side, falling into deep thought. She had been taking another sip from the bottle before pushing it towards the person who walked up to her. “Wanna … get drunk with me… feel sad about the,” She hiccuped. “Holidays?”

Harper eyes the other carefully, taking the bottle from the womans hands with a weary eye. she takes a small sip, who is she to deny free alcohol, before taking a seat next to the dark haired woman. “whats got you in the thanksgiving blues??” she then lets out a small chuckle at herself, “blues,” she repeats, pointing to her hair.

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vctorstcne:

“never in my life did i think i’d be showing up in some random mansion to be greeted with a feast.” victor comments, gaze glancing down at the growing pile of cooked foods that were scattered around the large table. it only took him seconds to figure out where he was but he figured things would be much more..gloomier in this time. features remained relatively blank despite his claims. “not that i’m complaining though, free food is free food.” 

“Didn’t you know?? everyday we set up this giant feast waiting for the great victor himself to show up,” harper teases, biting her bottom lip in a failed attempt to hide her smile as she walks around the table, “we almost called it quits today but i convinced everyone not to and look,” she holds her hands up to gesture over him, “i was right.”

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pquil:

WITH AN INDEX FINGER POINTED outward, Peter starts to shout. “Listen asshole, charging that much for that crate of junk is ridiculous.” Although suddenly he realizes he wasn’t in that shady shop in downtown Los Angeles anymore. He blinks as his hand drops back to his side, glancing around. Now this was certainly new. The man looks down at himself, nothing was missing – his gear was here, but where was he? “Alright I know what this looks like, but I didn’t mean for that to be directed toward you.” 

“No, go on and continue about me being an asshole and such,” the blue haired girl jokes, smirk playing on her lips.arms fold across her chest, feigning annoyance with the other, “welcome to ‘73, bud.”

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Batfamily + Myers Briggs :: Harper Row + ISTP