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So awkward to be 27 and wearing hearing aids. I’m not an old person.

Dear hearing aid providers: stop only advertising your hearing aids for old people - from a deaf 19 year old who’s used hearing aids since she was 7

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Clint looked at Sterling, heartbreak clear in his eyes. It’s been this long. I keep hoping that she’ll come back, tease me about you or something. He looked back to the gift for a moment.

Was he strong enough to open the last gift from his friend? Was he ready to finally say goodbye?

Will you help me?

(because now i need soft hawkling for my soul)

Nat gave me an early Christmas present. I'm a bit scared to open it. Clint signed, motioning to the garishly wrapped purple box. At least she'd wrapped it in his favourite colours.

[We did a coin flip. It's a universe where Nat died. Since we sort of tend to ignore that happening on Tumblr. lol]

Sterling felt his chest tighten when Clint signed to him what the box was. Was this the last gift she had ever given him? No wonder he hadn't opened it in all this time. Once you open it that's it. There would be no more gifts from that person ever again. It was huge and Clint was sharing this moment with him.

"You don't have to." Sterling signed back. "But I'm here for you if you do. It's going to be hard. I know. Once it's open that's it. But... It's a chance for her to make you smile one more time. Isn't that worth it?"

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She froze at the touch, at the voice. Her eyes slid shut, trying to ward off the tears that she knew would come. Why today? Why did she have to hear him today? She’d been doing better, she’d stopped hallucinating him sitting at her desk. She’d stopped seeing him out of the corner of her eye. She’d accepted it finally. That he was gone. That she’d never gotten to say goodbye. That she still didn’t know exactly what had happened.

She closed her eyes and Clay instantly felt the same way he felt when he revealed himself to everyone he had since his death. That feeling of guilt washed over him. The feeling that he was simply a painful reminder haunting his friends. It was good that this was his last day on earth. He wouldn’t have to do this to anyone else. 

“Ari… Open your eyes.” He whispered softly, slowly making himself visible sitting there across from her, his hand still on hers. “It’s ok. I’m sorry to do this to you but I had to see you and… well… I feel like you needed to see me. I think you need closure more than anyone. Come on, Boss. Open your eyes.” 

It took her several moments, but she finally opened her eyes. She blinked quickly at the sight of her baby agent, almost terrified that he’d disappear. Logically, she knew this wasn’t an illusion (honestly, they’d dealt with a lot in SHIELD, ghosts really should surprise her), but her heart was scared that she was loosing her grip on reality.

“I miss you so much, Clay. It hurts that you’re not here.”

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Arianna had more paperwork than she really wanted to have. Between maternity leave, the loss of agents, and other issues, her department was woefully understaffed. So she was doing paperwork when suddenly her pens were scattered across the desk. It made her jump, looking around wildly for the source.

When she saw nothing, she thought perhaps it had been an accident, maybe she moved her papers and knocked over the cup. The blonde took a breath, shaking off the feeling so she could return to the paperwork.

Clay gently touched her hand, his touch ice cold, and his voice whispered for her to hear despite still not being visible. 

“Ari… It’s me.” 

She froze at the touch, at the voice. Her eyes slid shut, trying to ward off the tears that she knew would come. Why today? Why did she have to hear him today? She’d been doing better, she’d stopped hallucinating him sitting at her desk. She’d stopped seeing him out of the corner of her eye. She’d accepted it finally. That he was gone. That she’d never gotten to say goodbye. That she still didn’t know exactly what had happened.

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How does one simply APPROACH your old boss when you were supposed to be dead? Well, when you still very much were dead rather. He paced nervously outside her office door for a while before deciding he just… had to do it. But he didn’t want to just pop in through the wall and scare the daylights out of her. No, he had to be a bit more subtle. Yeah, subtle was not his thing, nor was anything serious, but she needed him to be this time. 

This one last time. 

With the added control he had for Halloween, Clay made himself invisible, stepped through the wall, sat down opposite Ari, and watched her a moment. He did this often when he first died. Just watched her at her desk. Pretended they were just in there having lunch together again. Gossiping. Clay sighed and gently reached over to her desk and gently tipped her pencil cup over until the utensils spilled onto her paperwork. 

Arianna had more paperwork than she really wanted to have. Between maternity leave, the loss of agents, and other issues, her department was woefully understaffed. So she was doing paperwork when suddenly her pens were scattered across the desk. It made her jump, looking around wildly for the source.

When she saw nothing, she thought perhaps it had been an accident, maybe she moved her papers and knocked over the cup. The blonde took a breath, shaking off the feeling so she could return to the paperwork.

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“Then, lyubov, yes, I will marry you. Again and again, every morning as we wake and every night as we fall to sleep I will pledge myself to you as your wife and mother of your child.” She leaned forwards, pressing her lips to his.

Aaaand that was it.  He got a big, bleary grin on his face and snuffled as he met her in the kiss.  

“Rev, sweetheart.  I’ll marry you every day for the rest of my life.  You’re the best thing to ever happen to me,” he whispered hoarsely.  “The best thing in my life.”

She wrapped herself around him, as close as she could. “I was lost for so long, and then you were there. And you’ve given me a new perspective on life.” She kissed him again, “You’ve given me a home, lyubov, a family.”

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The blonde looked at her hand and the ring that sat on her fourth finger. “I’m pretty sure those papers we signed at the courthouse tells you my final answer.”

She was gorgeous and funny and he was never afraid to be proud that she’d said yes.  “I hope so.  But I don’t mind hearing you say it again,” he grinned.

“Then, lyubov, yes, I will marry you. Again and again, every morning as we wake and every night as we fall to sleep I will pledge myself to you as your wife and mother of your child.” She leaned forwards, pressing her lips to his.

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She rolled onto her right side to look at him, smirking. “What are you gonna do if I say no?” Her left hand reached out, resting on his chest, just above his heart.

Kris frowned slightly.  “I dunno.  There’s a no-return policy on the ring I bought…”

The blonde looked at her hand and the ring that sat on her fourth finger. “I’m pretty sure those papers we signed at the courthouse tells you my final answer.”

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@agentklrowley​ said “Will you marry me?” || marry me meme || ALWAYS ACCEPTING

Rev snorted, laying back in their bed, sheets barely covering her curves. “So… does that mean you love me?”

“It just might,” Kris teased as he nudged her foot with his.  He was barely covered in any sense of any word as it was.  “That might change depending on your answer, doc.”  

She rolled onto her right side to look at him, smirking. “What are you gonna do if I say no?” Her left hand reached out, resting on his chest, just above his heart.

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@agentklrowley​ said “Will you marry me?” || marry me meme || ALWAYS ACCEPTING

Rev snorted, laying back in their bed, sheets barely covering her curves. “So... does that mean you love me?”

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@southern-belle-outcasts​ asked  "Will you marry me?"- Farrar || marry me meme || ALWAYS ACCEPTING

Ari raised a brow, pretending to think. “Only if my dog can be in the wedding.” 

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Send me "Will you marry me?" and I'll generate a number from 1-30 to see how my muse responds.

“You better not be joking!”

“I thought you hated me.”

“This is our third date!”

“I don’t think that’s a good idea.”

“Yes, I’ve never wanted anything more!”

“I’m kind of married to someone else.”

“Can I see the ring first?”

“No, I’m sorry. I can’t.”

“You know half of all marriages end in divorce right?”

“I need some time to think about it.”

“Absolutely not.”

“So…does that mean you love me?”

“I would love to marry you.”

“Ask me again later.”

“As long as I don’t have to take your last name, I’ll marry you.”

“You sure that’s a good idea?”

“I didn’t think you wanted that.”

“You’re only asking me now because I’m pregnant and you know it!”

“How can you ask that right now?”

“Yes yes yes! A thousand times yes!”

“I’m in the middle of a divorce, [name].”

“You really love me that much?”

“I can’t believe you finally asked!”

“Why would I ever say no?”

“Thank you for asking, but…”

“Only if my dog can be in the wedding.”

“Did you ask my father first?”

“You are seriously the love of my life.”

“You can’t just ask because of the baby.”

“Are we ready for that?”

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rebagel for the morning crowd

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16. Do you prefer long or short replies and why?

17. What makes you insecure about your own writing?

18. What is one thing you’d wish to see more in the rp community?

Long vs short replies:

I think it depends on the situation? I've noticed it's really hard to do multi-paragraph, but it's also hard to have just dialogue. In all reality, I prefer like a single paragraph? Dialogue and exposition but not like a lot. Multi Paragraph replies give me anxiety and I struggle-bus with them. But I don't wanna drop them because I love the plots.

Insecurities about my own writing?

So many. Sometimes I worry that I haven't written enough. Or that I'm too predictable. Or that I've done something my writing partner might not like. I also get insecure about characters? Like, do people actually like my stupid OCs? Or even my canon characters? Am I writing them okay? Am I fucking it all up? It doesn't help that I'm an insecure person in general.

What I want to see more?

I mean, I can say something I'd like to see less. The cliques. But I know that it's inevitable. So I think I'd like to see more community and more interaction. Like, let's write with more people, let's bring back all the fun main-verses where we reference other characters and events from the past. And the AUs where anything goes.

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4. What old character would you love to bring back?

5. What is a character you love, but don’t think you can write?

Oooh, who do I want to bring back??

I mean, I think Lilianna would be a fun one to bring back. But I'd re-do her because holy shit I was terrible at creating characters when I was younger.

A character I love but don't think I can write?

So fucking many. But big ones are: Steve Rogers, Thor, Stiles Stilinski, Derek Hale, or basically any canon character anywhere.

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Hallomeme Would You Rathers

Send in a would you rather to my muse and they will answer and explain why

1. Spend the night in a graveyard or in a known haunted building? 2. Be a ghost or a zombie? 3. Go through a mirror maze with a clown or alone to a vampire’s lair? 4. Be Frankenstein or the monster? 5. Meet a banshee or a kelpie? 6. Eat brains or drink blood? 7. Anger a ghost or be hunted by a werewolf? 8. Fight a giant spider or forty tiny dragons? 9. Dance with the Devil or share a drink with a vampire? 10. Wildcard