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[midnightxmission]

"A date night of it? You know such things exist? Oh my," she teased in return, faking surprise at this knowledge. They'd had their share of nice nights and dates which in a way was surprising. Their lives so busy that it was difficult to find the time, and often when they had these moments there was something else going on in the background or some interruption occurred. Marlene had to admit, she enjoyed the thought of a simple 'date night' - if one could call this extravagance simple.

The music was tasteful, a tune she recognised of course. Her days of involvement with music were far from over but she enjoyed when the classics were played correctly with the emphasis where it should be. The chatter was loud enough she couldn't hear any specific conversations, but still at a low enough level she wasn't straining to hear Steven. Overall, the decoration and grandeur of the location brought things together.

Her smaller hand closed around his, fingers intertwined as she allowed him to lead the way. The chatter became a low buzz as they found a peaceful spot of their own, even if the peace may not last - everyone eventually sought out a place like this during these events, and other couples wanting privacy or someone simply needing a breather would be here before long.

She looked up at him with trusting, soft eyes, happy to have this moment - but she should have expected this mention. Marlene had not forgot where she was or what links she had to it, how could she?

The blonde glanced from him to look around the room. "It's nice to see the place filled like this. Lively. Perhaps most, perhaps none, will appreciate the works around them or what this place means but it's still nice to have it filled with people." Her eyes ran over the people around her, then turned back to Steven with a soft smile. "It aches. I think it always will. But I enjoy coming here. There's warm and good memories, and I don't want to forget that. So whilst I'm sure you make many a social faux pas Steven, I feel that isn't one of them." Though she wondered who else he would bring. ...Actually, she was sure he could find someone.

"I'd like to come back properly. Maybe we'll find the time."

But they were here now, and she wasn't going to be dragged down by heavier thoughts tonight. Not at the admittance of a date night. Her family would always be in her thoughts - how could she not think of them, especially here? But there were good memories, and memories of hard work. She didn't begrudge an event like this being held, and would be happy to come back some other time. "There's always an event of some kind being held here, isn't there? It always looks so different at night. Hm. Ah, shall I grab us something to drink? I'd send you but I do believe I recognise those over by the table--" Yes, definitely a few men she'd seen talking to him before "--and I rather think you might get swept away by what I'm sure would be their exciting conversations."

They were fashionably late. Skipped the awkwardness of being first, the painful standing around while everyone waited for tonight's entertainment to actually begin. A string quartet and the dull roar of chatter welcomed them to the museum after-hours. Polite laughter from clusters of packs, champagne in almost every hand in the pre-dinner portion. Each plate was a significant donation to the museum's fellowship fund.

Steven stayed close to Marlene, scanning the crowd. She had been with them every step of the way of this new life and they knew her tells. He trailed a hand down her back, brushing palm against her hip, ensuring she didn't get swept away in the tide. She was their anchor. Steven would do his best to return the favor. This was his arena, though he did have a hint of nerves about him. Tightness in the shoulders, a severe brow.

Music swelled at the correct time and he chuckled. It wasn't a big entrance but really, "Great. Wonderful. I couldn't have planned it better myself," he teased with a warm smile made purple by the mood lighting kaleidoscoping the walls and the stone arch that he couldn't tell was a replica or moved from another wing. Little fun with the universe.

"There's always someone to talk to here." They are all so dramatic. He brushes the fallen strand of blonde, a copy of her previous motion. Crowds full of wealth, backroom deals, confident in their place in the world, was why they were here. To be seen in the correct places. Keep a finger on the pulse of power for Moon Kn.ight activities.

Steven did try his best to be a moral businessmen. Use their wealth to help and better the world. Yet, he know he could be as cutthroat as anyone else here, something he couldn't pawn off to Spector. Bloodless battles were his specialty. He could accept society thinking him a little erratic, a little ditzy. A square. Kept secret identities under wraps, from investigations into his past.

Smiling, he brushes his fingers against his chin. "You convinced me. We can take a night off from business schmoozing and make a date night of it." An easy win he had been planning on giving before they got in the car.

Did anyone else in the room have those thoughts? Or was it iced over? Self-doubt was a one-way ticket to ending up on the news. Cast down.

Intertwining their hands, he led them through the maze of people towards a so far small empty table near the archway. "You know. I think I've seen this place more after hours than during the day. Maybe we should come back and have an afternoon of it. If it isn't a faux pas to invite you to…" He paused, lips pursed, wanting to acknowledge it yet not bring up the past. "Your family's work."

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She was pleased enough that Wanda had gone along with her joke - though maybe surprised she seemed to have seen the film. Though perhaps the film was scattered through modern pop culture to the level everyone had some impression of it. "Di enjoys the film. She's pointed out some inconsistencies, but I think she's just nitpicking. She'll sit and watch it if it's on."

A sigh, a shake of her head, "Though with some of the exhibitions we have installed here? No. No, I wouldn't want anything to come alive." A faux shudder seized and ran through her. "The mess to clean in the morning doesn't bare thinking about."

It didn't surprise her, actually, it seemed almost fitting that such a spell could be found here. After all, it did appear like a spell that could ruin her day and cause a lot of tidy up. Precisely the type of spell that could be found near her. "Please, don't let that spell loose. The thought alone has made me exhausted."

Marlene folded her arms over her chest, watching with curiosity and caution as Wanda went about her examination of the book. It seemed well worn, a book whose pages had been flicked through repeatedly. The other books were in better condition, though barely - the effects of time had taken it's toll. Apparently a spell to keep things pristine and clean, looking brand new had not been invented at the time.

She didn't want to intrude or break Wanda's concentration, but she was dying to know a little more - Marlene was saved from thinking of something to say by the mention of her daughter. She gave a soft laugh, a half shrug, and replied, "She's made friends. I think that's a good sign she's settled. I think she misses France, but she has days where she misses other places we've been as well. And we'll return, one day. For now, this seems the best place."

The blonde stepped forwards, curiosity getting the better of her - as well as a little niggling worry. "Is there anything I can do to help?" Of course not, but the thought was there and she couldn't help but ask just to get more information in turn. "To curse a notebook-- there must be some awful things in there. The museum has no intention of displaying any of these items. We've plenty of storage." Which was something else she might speak to Wanda about. Dr Strange had assisted in reinforcing some mystical barriers for a room they had here for strange objects - whilst other ones went to the Dr himself. These books.... "Do you want these books? Or I can call Dr Strange if required."

Reaching for the book hadn’t been a show of power or taking control. It had been a little amusing, granted, and she smiled back at Marlene with restrained warmth and control. Heels were rather useful.

“We live in a world designed for the tall, clearly, and therefore heels are a necessity,” she joked in response, watching the blonde move over to the table.

Wanda didn’t get called in to consult often, not when Dr Strange was available. Stephen’s reputation in the civilian world was far better than her own. She didn’t have any sense of envy or anger over that fact, as it usually meant more interesting jobs for herself and at times a less hectic schedule. Consulting allowed her to meet many meeting people - it was how she first truly met Marlene - as well as the chance to learn and gain experience in different fields. These ancient books were not Egyptian, which they all ought to be grateful for. Egyptian magic of old was a tricky business. She’d been involved in it before, and not something she would rush back into. She supposed it was simply that Marlene did not appear afraid of working on such things and maybe that she already knew Wanda that meant they were working together. And to give Marlene her due, she was a hard worker.

“I would rather not have all the weird and wonderful things in this museum running amok,” Wanda agreed, a little bemused. A film she had actually seen but could barely recall. Her film tastes still lay in the decade of her birth (slightly tipping into the 90s), and the oldies. The classics. But with Diatrice around, Wanda wondered just what an ‘amazing’ and ‘fun’ world of films that Marlene had been exposed to. “And would it surprise you to know that there IS a spell similar to that in one of these books?”

There weren’t many ancient collections to go through; four large, heavy ones, and a little skinny paperback that was out of place. The larger ones were proper collections. Educational. Academic. Deadly. Deadlier still was the smaller book, written by many hands with notes on how to improve the spells. And by improve, they were increasing body count.

Wanda had looked over two of the books, checking for curses and mostly just making sure things were in order. “Time for the notebook. It’s always things like this that have traps on them. Magic users are a dramatic lot. Me included.” A spell of protection, a determined nod, and a little prod of the cover. There was something within not quite right. She carefully used magic to open the book, slowly and one page at a time.

“How is Di? Adjusting well to living here?”

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The pink haired girl was crouched and ready in wait. Moon Girl was patient. She was calm, relaxed.

Diatrice was NOT.

Again, she moved closer to the chair where @writteninscarlet sat. Her mother was in the kitchen (from the sound of things, Dia thought she was sorting out the popcorn for their film). Good. This meant there was nothing abc no one to stop her.

❝ Something’s not right… I can feel it in the air. ❞

The words from Wanda caused her to still and give a wicked(ly playful) grin. Dia stilled, watching abc listening carefully - Wanda was looking but could not see her! Now was her chance!

The young girl sprang into action!

Within seconds she was dangling upside down, enveloped in a soft red light before safely dropped onto a pillow. Diatrice had attempted to leap and catch Wanda off guard but failed. Spectacularly failed. Again. It was embarrassing (but also fun) to be telekinetically lifted and dropped onto cushions. The hood of her hoodie fell over face and she pushed it back to show her now messy pink hair.

“Every time! Do you have eyes in the back of your head? …Do you?”

Marlene, popcorn bowl in hand, moved in from the kitchen and with her free hand attempted, and failed, to affectionately sort her daughter’s hair. “I’m certain I’ve told you before not to ambush guests, Di.” The blonde settled on the further chair, popcorn held out to Wanda with a soft, amused smile.

Dia huffed, settling on the chair and already thinking of ways to catch Wanda out next time. “I’m sure I could catch my dad’s off guard,” she muttered, before noticeably cheering as she took a handful of popcorn. “They catch Mom out all the time, though. Not me. I always know when they try and sneak up on me. Would you notice, Wanda?” Ah. “Could you turn them upside down?” Chattering away as hee mother sent Wanda another amused look.

Marvel Ultimate Alliance prompts! Meme. Accepting

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SENTENCE STARTERS | MARVEL ULTIMATE ALLIANCE 3

feel free to change pronouns if needed ! ____ signifies a place where you can insert a name . 

❝ How was I supposed to know that this thing was so important to you? ❞ ❝ Anyone else would have waited to offend their client until after they were paid, you know. ❞ ❝ I’m not just anyone else. I’m one of a kind, baby! ❞ ❝ What trouble have you steered us into now !? ❞ ❝ Anything is better than that racket you call “music”… ❞ ❝ I was gonna say “let’s look for survivors”, but sure, treasure’s good too. ❞ ❝ You certainly wasn’t who I was expecting, but I’ll be happy to kill you anyway. ❞ ❝ Your stupidity may have doomed the universe! ❞ ❝ You’ve proven far more useful than I could have imagined. ❞ ❝ Your pathetic attacks cannot harm me. ❞ ❝ I have felt death. This…is slightly less pleasant. ❞ ❝ There’s nothing like a good old fashioned brawl to make me feel at home. ❞ ❝ Not that I’m complaining, but shouldn’t this place have guards? ❞ ❝ You have the honour of being my first victim. ❞ ❝ Something’s not right… I can feel it in the air. ❞ ❝ I was starting to think I’d have to clean this mess up by myself! ❞ ❝ When this is over, remind me to never hang out with you again. ❞ ❝ When I get out of here, you’re gonna get it! Just gimme a few minutes to recover, okay? ❞ ❝ It’s not my fault you don’t appreciate real showmanship! ❞ ❝ If you let me out of here, I promise I won’t hit you anymore! ❞ ❝ You will rue the day you thought yourself fit to challenge me. ❞ ❝ Schools out, punk, and you just failed. ❞ ❝ This is what I get for leaving a pawn like you to do the work of a king. ❞ ❝ You’re better off by my side than behind bars. ❞ ❝ I’d like to say this isn’t your fight, but you’d know I’d be lying. ❞ ❝ You know me… I just love this superhero stuff… ❞ ❝ Gotta keep the mystery in our relationship somehow, babe. ❞ ❝ You’re welcome to follow me… just watch your step. ❞ ❝ Stopping cosmic annihilation is a bit outside my comfort zone… ❞ ❝ We are no longer safe in our own home. ❞ ❝ This is a private party. No crashers allowed! ❞ ❝ How come people always launch attacks on my day off? ❞ ❝ Our goals are aligned, even if our methods are not. ❞ ❝ Could you do me a favour and die already? I’ve got a reputation to maintain! ❞ ❝ When ____ is done with you, you’re gonna wish you let me put you out of your misery. ❞ ❝ The only currency your kind seems to understand is power. ❞ ❝ When has following you ever done me any good? ❞   ❝ I did not come here for a fight, just to claim the power that is rightfully mine. ❞ ❝ I will watch as all you hold dear crumbles to the ground around you. ❞ ❝ Someone’s about to get a kick square in their chimichangas! ❞ ❝ A new era is dawning. It’s such a pity that you will not get to see it. ❞ ❝ I will have what is mine, even if I have to pry it from your dead hands. ❞ ❝ For once, I’m not the ugliest guy in battle. ❞ ❝ I’m starting to think I wasn’t clear enough about the gravity of your situation. ❞ ❝ These monsters aren’t going to hunt themselves. ❞ ❝ I’ve waited so long to make you mine… ❞ ❝ You might think you’ve won, but I shall return stronger than ever before. ❞ ❝ Why have you opened the doors to the chaos I fought so hard to leave behind? ❞ ❝ I should have known you were behind this. Only you would dare betray our people. ❞ ❝ If you believe in the goddess, now would be the time to start praying. ❞ ❝ I’m afraid I can’t let you go any further. ❞ ❝ I’m just a liability…A weapon our enemies can use against you. ❞ ❝ Stick to science. Fighting isn’t your strong suit. ❞ ❝ No man is fit to wield this kind of power. Not even a king. ❞ ❝ I’d be lying if I was saying that this wasn’t taking a toll on me. ❞ ❝ I’ve only come to claim what’s mine, but if you resist, I’ll take your life as well. ❞ ❝ I can read your every move before you even make it. ❞ ❝ With such power at my command, you are little more than a flea to me. ❞ ❝ Death by my hands is not an honour you have earned. ❞ ❝ The living do not belong in this wretched place. ❞ ❝ If you let me out, I promise I’ll behave. ❞ ❝ What kind of master plan ends with you locked away in a dungeon? ❞ ❝ Despite appearances, I really am on your side. Give me a chance to prove it. ❞ ❝ One day of heroics should atone for centuries of evil, right? ❞ ❝ You should have learned by now that your kind of evil never wins. ❞ ❝ Everyone has a weakness. It’s just a matter of finding it… ❞ ❝ With a few words, I could twist your fragile mind to obey my every whim. ❞ ❝ You truly believe you can win, don’t you? Fool. ❞ ❝ You’ve come a long way just to die. ❞ ❝ Of all the days to finally become a hero, this one perhaps was not the wisest of choices. ❞ ❝ Perhaps…we are not that different after all, you and I. ❞ ❝ If I know anything about ____, it’s that he always finds a way to return, even from beyond the grave. ❞

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Marlene with heart eyes at @writteninscarlet

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SENTENCE STARTERS | MURDER MYSTERY ( 2019 )

feel free to change pronouns if needed ! ____ signifies a place where you can insert a name. 

❝ You know I’ll lie for you anytime. I’ll cover up dead bodies for you. ❞ ❝ At some point, you have to realise you have hit your ceiling and just give up. ❞ ❝ I can’t remember the last time you did anything even remotely romantic. ❞ ❝ Is that your name? It sounds like it fell out of a mystery novel! ❞ ❝ With a name like that, you have to be a bad guy. ❞ ❝ I’m English. I’m a glutton for social masochism. ❞ ❝ I’m just trying to understand why you are turning down the opportunity of a lifetime. ❞ ❝ When is the next time you and I are gonna be able to get on a yacht?! ❞ ❝ It’s only noon, darling. Of course I’m drunk! ❞ ❝ You’re allergic to rich people now? ❞ ❝ Look at you. Why are you torturing yourself like that? ❞ ❝ All women are actresses, dear. I’m just clever enough to get paid for it. ❞ ❝ How do you just come out looking that beautiful? ❞ ❝ Was I supposed to bring a gun? ❞ ❝ I can’t tell you how much it warms my heart that you have made this trip here. ❞ ❝ You always seem to find a way to keep me on my toes. ❞ ❝ All I ever wanted was a son and here you are. ❞ ❝ Perhaps now, you will finally be able to make something of yourself. ❞ ❝ What happened?! I heard a scream! ❞ ❝ You’re wonderful. You look simply extravagant tonight! ❞ ❝ You are the love of my life. ❞ ❝ You wish for me to believe you are innocent, however, I do not believe liars. ❞ ❝ This isn’t one of your books, sweetheart. There’s a real killer on the loose. ❞ ❝ You’re rich, you’re charming, you smell great. What’s there not to be jealous of? ❞ ❝ I’ll stop questioning everything you do when everything you do stops being questionable. ❞ ❝ I cannot keep your secrets anymore. ❞   ❝ I-I’m gonna drink you like a milkshake without a straw!!! ❞ ❝ I hope you’ve got insurance on those strings because I’m gonna bust this bed up! ❞ ❝ Oh my God, you’re much stronger than you look! ❞ ❝ You look so good for your age. Your skin is beautiful! ❞ ❝ I just happen to be around a lot of people that die! I don’t murder. ❞ ❝ Latin baby! Still the international language! ❞ ❝ One murderer always double crosses the other! It’s just a cliche of the genre! ❞ ❝ Oh babe, you’re the worst shot I’ve ever seen. ❞ ❝ I wasn’t trying to hit him. Those were warning shots, honey! ❞ ❝ Have you got tires on your feet? Good god, you’re fast! ❞ ❝ It’s amazing how pretty you are when you’re– I’m sorry! ❞ ❝ This is a big house…This is what they call “rich people shit”… ❞   ❝ Let’s turn ourselves in. It’s better than getting shot, isn’t it? ❞ ❝ You stole that tux you’re wearing off of a dead body!? ❞ ❝ If there’s nothing else, I’d like to start spending my money now. ❞ ❝ Why on Earth would you put a hat on a freshly styled head of hair? ❞ ❝ Thank you for stepping in to try to stop the murderer. That was so brave! ❞ ❝ Yes! Look at how nice you handle this driving thing! ❞ ❝ Do you have ANY idea how gorgeous you look!? ❞ ❝ DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW COOL YOU ARE!? ❞ ❝ You are as brilliant as you are beautiful. ❞ ❝ So, um…what did you get me for our anniversary? ❞ ❝ I have to tell you, I think this entire experience was pretty great. Outside of the murders, that is. ❞ ❝ You should have never come here! You should have just stayed home. ❞ ❝ All I’m saying is, when the engine sounds like your sister’s voice, you gotta switch gears. ❞ ❝ This is incredible! This is a fantasy for everybody! ❞ ❝ Don’t you even think about it or I will shoot your dick off. ❞ ❝ I don’t know how you do things where you’re from, but here, you need evidence to make an arrest. ❞

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A sip of her wine, eyeing the redhead over the rim of the glass. Eyes narrowed, there was amusement and playfulness in Marlene’s movements. She enjoyed evenings such as this, the ability to simply relax with a friend. Marlene was fairly sociable and did have old friends in the city, and colleagues she was on friendly terms with - terms that may only grow. But she had not long been back in the city, returning from France to take up old roots back here.

Mostly for Di. At least, that’s what she told herself. The young girl deserved a chance to know her fathers. And there was simply something about this country that brought Marlene back.

It was nice to have someone like Wanda whom she could relax with and simply talk with. Wanda was part of a world that Marlene often wished she knew nothing about and yet excited her and made her intrigued all the same. She was not drawn to danger - was she? …Perhaps something to talk about with a therapist. Again.

“Please, I know that. We all learn early on there’s no Prince Charming - and if there was he’d be incredibly boring. Certainly not your type. As if he could keep up with you. But a good man has nothing to do with a good KISS. All I’m saying.” A shrug, sly but masking as innocent.

She grinned over at Wanda (hesitating only momentarily at a sound from the next room, but parental senses kicking in and yes, it was only Diatrice playing). The grin increased, and then she laughed. “I’m not the one to ask about these things. Or potentially I am.” She waved off the comments, still grinning, and said, “Oh come on, I hardly watch those things - though there is a very intriguing little murder mystery in one of them right now. …joking, joking!”

She rolled her eyes, laughter still a glint in them, and said, “I’m well aware of what and who can be found out there around midnight, plenty of pickings for you to choose from. Maybe you’ll get lucky - though I find luck comes to those who put in the hard work. So where does your work take you tonight?”

believe me, you could use a good kiss. ((marlene!!!)) ;; @midnightxmission

The Empire Strikes Back ;; accepting

Wanda enjoyed moments like this; sitting peacefully around a dinner table, plates emptied (minus whatever Diatrice had mashed her food into), drinking (Marlene having whatever was in that glass, Wanda on the coffee for she was certain it was a 'night shift' type of night'). It was friendly, comforting. Domestic. Marlene had a foot into the supernatural, superhero world so there wasn't a lot she had to hide and the basics were understood. They tried not to discuss such things, but it was a large part of her life. It was good to discuss some things with someone not directly involved. Marlene was a friend, maybe bordering on a good friend - but jobs and life meant finding time together like this was rare.

Which was why Wanda groaned and wondered why on earth THIS had to be their topic of conversation.

She shook her head, rueful smile on her features. Wanda wasn't annoyed nor frustrated, but come on. Was her love life that fascinating?

"I think there are plenty of things I could use. A good nights sleep being right up there. And I saw this plant-- Well, actually, let's start with me having a plant I can't kill before I get one that's of use." She took a sip of her drink, hoping the caffeine hit sooner rather than later to get her through this conversation. A good kiss... She shook her head again, then smiled over at Marlene.

"I'm past the stage of dreaming, or even daydreaming, about a charming prince. I'm past the stage of daydreaming about anyone - royalty or not. And past the stage of a kiss solving all. If I need a kiss, I'm sure I could get one and I even--" She paused, another shake of her head. Her smile grew a little amused, and she sighed.

A little shrug, one hand running through her curls. "A good kiss~ I wonder where one finds one of those? And that's not me asking for actual suggestions, thanks." She had it handled. "You're watching too many soap operas and telenovela's if you think that solves all. But if I try your advice, I'll let you know how it works out. Maybe I'll get lucky on my midnight patrols tonight," she added, good natured humour lacing her words.

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Werewolf by Night (2023) - Issue #1

Derek Landy | Fran Galán

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PROMPTS FROM GHOSTBUSTERS (1984) *  assorted dialogue, adjust as necessary. who ya gonna call?

i want you to concentrate.

you can't see these, can you?

i'm getting a little tired of this!

what are you trying to prove here, anyway?

will you excuse me for a second?

we're close on this one. i can feel it.

you are a legitimate phenomenon.

this is big, [name], this is very big. there is definitely something here.

that would have worked if you hadn't stopped me.

i hope we can clear this up quickly and quietly.

back off, man. i'm a scientist.

listen! do you smell something?

this happened to you before?

could you come over here and talk to me for a second, please?

one of us should actually try to speak to it.

i'm gonna take back some of the things i've said about you.

the possibilities are limitless!

this is preposterous. i demand an explanation.

your methods are sloppy and your conclusions are highly questionable.

you don't know what it's like out there.

for whatever reasons... call it fate, call it luck, call it karma, i believe that everything happens for a reason.

where are we going to get the money?

i think this building should be condemned.

hey, does this pole still work?

wow, this place is great. when can we move in?

you gotta try this pole.

hey, we should stay here tonight! sleep here! you know, try it out!

you wanna come in for a mineral water or something?

are you troubled by strange noises in the night?

have you or any of your family ever seen a spook, specter, or ghost?

we're ready to believe you!

you can't park that here!

i bet you like to read a lot, too.

i collect spores, mold, and fungus.

i'd like to talk to someone, please.

what i'm about to say may sound a little unusual.

i'm sorry, i don't believe in any of those things.

if something's gonna happen here, i want it to happen to me first.

you don't act like a scientist.

i'm gonna go for broke. i am madly in love with you.

i bet you're going to be thinking about me after i'm gone.

hey, anybody seen a ghost?

did you ever report it to anyone?

i hope we can take care of this quietly.

well, no sense worrying about it now.

i think we'd better split up.

don't move. it won't hurt you.

i feel so funky.

there's something very important i forgot to tell you.

wait wait wait! i've always wanted to do this.

well, that wasn't such a chore now, was it?

we came! we saw! we kicked its ass!

you're a big celebrity now.

so who the hell was that?

i'm not at liberty to say.

i want to know more about what you do here.

that's a big twinkie.

do you have any excedrin or extra strength tylenol?

listen, maybe if we start dancing, other people will join in.

that's a different look for you, isn't it?

do you want this body?

i want you inside me.

you said before you were waiting for a sign. what sign are you waiting for?

i have a terrible feeling that something awful is going to happen to you.

i think that would be extraordinarily dangerous.

how about a little music?

you had your chance to cooperate, but you thought it'd be more fun to insult me. well, now it's my turn, wise ass.

i'm not interested in your opinion.

if he does that again, you can shoot him.

i am going to get you a nice fruit basket.

i was in no way prepared for that.

you wanna play rough?

are you a god?

let's show this prehistoric bitch how we do things downtown!

i couldn't help it. it just popped in there.

well, that's something you don't see every day.

sorry, [name]. i'm terrified beyond the capacity for rational thought.

i feel like the floor of a taxi cab.

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Let’s Write! Consider this an actual STARTER CALL!

Guess who is on vacation? And just reread most of the comics containing my muses? Me! Incredible, I know.

So please give a like for a starter. Just let me know if there is a muse you’d like!

And I’ll try and send out memes in a little bit to kick things off!

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Werewolf by Night dir. Michael Giacchino | 2022

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send "you're the prettiest thing i've ever seen." to see my muse's reaction. ♡ [feel free to add context / actions / other dialogue as needed.]

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Crowds no longer bothered her. They never really had - when had she not been surrounded by people? (well, briefly there had been only her and— well, Eric, but that was done. dusted)

All the same, the crowds at events such as this could be dangerous. Predators. Sly ones; sneaky and underhanded. Marlene couldn’t pretend she was never the same, but her conscience made her dislike that fact whilst the people around her revelled in it. Such was the life of the cities ‘finest’ and ‘most glamorous’. A crowd like this could sense weakness, and would destroy someone by word of mouth in no time at all. Gossip was deadly when your trade was reputation.

Not that Marlene had much of a reputation.

Probably for the best.

But when his hand touched her back and slid round to her hip, the slight sensation of being overwhelmed vanished. It was replaced by the urge to have fun. That’s what a safety net did for a person. It perhaps wasn’t fair to have them as that net, but it was how she felt. Mostly. At least when she was somewhere like this.

Their fancy clothes were their armour and it worked just fine here. This night was THEIRS now, the minute @silverjetsystm touched her back and moved through the crowd with her. She enjoyed these moments.

“It’s almost like that was a grand entrance,” she remarked, not quite under her breath but almost. Her smile had a hint of a smirk to it, a playful underbite. Marlene glanced to him, brushing a lock of hair away from her face - it had fallen from her up do but again, when he was next to her like this she didn’t care. Truthfully, the entrance wasn’t grand, but the desire to tease was there. They were a dramatic bunch. Loving a touch of flair. Their entrance was late though. It meant less time being polite at the start of a night. “So, that means you’re likely here for someone in particular. Or perhaps that you’ve already scanned the room and there’s no one you want to talk to at all. Not even for forms sake.”

“I hope it’s the latter. I was hoping to take up a lot of your time tonight, Steven.” Sweet and bright. Times like this she felt things were right. She could forget about what issues there were. Time to have FUN. Tonight would be a good night.

prompts for comfortable intimacy! meme. accepting

[ guide ] sender places a hand on receiver's hip and guides them through a crowded room (Steven, throwback? O:)

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It felt good to be surrounded by so many old tomes. There were centuries worth of lives and lies and loves all around her. Books that could transport her. Usually not physically, but it did appear the museum had accidentally stumbled upon and acquired a stack of books that did not merely claim to have mystical but actually did.

Always good to have a chance to work with the Miss Maximoff.

She felt her by her side, smiling in appreciation and maybe with some humour as @writteninscarlet reached past her to grab the book she was aiming for on the shelf. Marlene wasn’t small. But those heels the woman was wearing did help. …her old trainers were comfy but maybe she could move money around to purchase a pair of shoes that would be so useful.

Taking the book with a smile, she remarked, “Exactly what I have you here for, Wanda. Grabbing things from high shelves. I hope the museum is paying you handsomely for such services.” A flash of a grin, then she turned and moved back to the table. Papyrus scripts scattered around, books open and closed, her glasses somewhere in the rubble, a couple of coffee cups that were almost full and cold now.

“I really do appreciate the help though. Can’t imagine what would have happened if someone read from these things. Or unleashed something.” She sighed, scrambling for the glasses and giving up. It was fine. “I’ve seen the ‘Night at the Museum’ movies with Di often enough, but don’t really think it would be as fun in real life. You know?”

actions speak louder than words. meme. accepting

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PROMPTS FOR COMFORTABLE INTIMACY *  adjust as necessary, send 'reverse' for the reversal of the prompt

[ settle ] sender sits on receiver's lap and gets comfortable

[ sling ] sender slings an arm around receiver's shoulder

[ pinch ] sender affectionately pinches receiver's cheek

[ ruffle ] sender ruffles receiver's hair

[ recline ] sender joins receiver on their chair and snuggles against them

[ hand ] sender takes receiver's hand while driving

[ knee ] sender lays a hand on receiver's leg while driving

[ clean ] sender reaches up to wipe something off receiver's face

[ tie ] sender adjusts receiver's tie

[ collar ] sender smooths out receiver's collar

[ tickle ] sender starts tickling receiver

[ piggyback ] sender gives receiver a piggyback ride

[ pick up ] sender scoops receiver up into their arms and holds them as they walk

[ guide ] sender places a hand on receiver's hip and guides them through a crowded room

[ smudge ] sender cleans lipstick off receiver's face

[ gun ] in the midst of a stand-off, sender reaches over and gently guides receiver's gun down, making them lower it

[ behind ] sender comes up to receiver from behind and wraps their arms around their waist

[ nuzzle ] sender leans in and nuzzles their face into receiver's neck

[ relax ] sender rests their head on receiver's shoulder while they talk

[ arms ] sender hooks their arm with receiver's as they walk

[ itch ] sender assists receiver with an itch they can't reach

[ catch ] receiver starts to fall, so sender reaches out and catches them

[ calm down ] sender pets receiver's hair and tries to soothe them after a scary situation

[ check ] sender checks receiver's temperature by placing the back of their hand against receiver's forehead, trying to see if they're sick

[ tuck ] sender tucks receiver into bed

[ feed ] sender offers a forkful of food out to receiver, helping them eat

[ undress ] sender helps receiver undress

[ shoes ] sender helps receiver put on their shoes

[ intent ] sender leans their forehead against receiver's

[ bathe ] sender helps receiver wash themselves in a bath

[ shower ] sender helps receiver wash themselves in a shower

[ assist ] sender finds receiver has fallen down, so they rush to their aid and help them stand again

[ bed ] sender helps receiver into bed

[ greet ] sender greets receiver with quick kisses to each of their cheeks

[ high five ] sender gives receiver a congratulatory high five

[ makeup ] sender helps receiver apply makeup

[ injury ] sender cleans receiver's wound and patches it up

[ seek ] sender reaches for receiver's hand and laces their fingers

[ surprise ] sender sneaks up behind receiver and places their hands over their eyes, wanting them to guess who it is

[ walk ] sender helps receiver walk by staying by their side and holding onto them

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Plotting call!!

Gotta grab food but for real excited to write again and have the energy/time to write. So feel free to like this post for me to hit you up with plots! (or if you want whatever random thing comes to my mind, you can like the starter call and let me know if you want a muse!)

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actions speak louder than words non - verbal / action prompts from yours truly. (add a "swap" to swap the sender/receiver in the prompt (or just do it manually).)

back, sender gives receiver a back hug.

beckon, sender beckons receiver closer with a finger.

blood, sender cleans blood off of receiver.

book, sender helps receiver get a book from a higher part of the shelf.

care, sender takes care of receiver when they're sick.

catch, sender catches receiver by the waist after they bump into each other.

choke, sender saves receiver from choking by giving them the heimlich.

cold, sender places their jacket over receiver's shoulders.

cry, sender wipes tears off receiver's face with their thumbs.

dance, sender sticks a hand out to receiver and invites them to dance.

dip, sender skinny dips in front of receiver and invites them to join.

dog, sender's dog pulls them in receiver's direction.

drive, sender drives receiver somewhere in their car.

drag, sender drags receiver into a room and closes the door behind them.

draw, sender draws receiver like one of their french girls.

face, sender turns receiver's face towards them.

flower, sender gives receiver a flower.

footsie, sender initiates footsie with receiver under the table.

forehead, sender presses their forehead against receiver's.

grab, sender grabs receiver's wrist to stop them from leaving.

jump, sender jumps onto receiver's back.

kiss, sender kisses receiver.

link, sender links arms with receiver while walking.

massage, sender offers receiver a massage.

patch, sender patches up receiver's wounds.

piano, sender teaches receiver how to play the piano.

pin, sender pins receiver's hands behind their back.

pluck, sender plucks something out of receiver's hair.

press, sender presses receiver against a wall.

propose, sender proposes to receiver.

quiet, sender gestures for receiver to be quiet.

rest, sender rests their head on receiver's shoulder.

serenade, sender serenades receiver with a song.

sign, sender walks into a sign and receiver sees.

size, sender measures the size of their hand against receiver's.

shoes, sender removes receiver's shoes for them.

sun, sender rubs sunblock onto receiver's back.

tattoo, sender gives receiver a tattoo.

tie, sender helps tie receiver's tie.

tuck, sender tucks receiver's hair behind their ear.

umbrella, sender lets receiver under their umbrella.

warning, sender presses a knife against receiver's neck as a warning.

zip, sender needs receiver's help to zip up the back of their dress.