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Life devoured me.  A move, money problems, the like.  I’m finally back!

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This Blog Does NOT RP SMUT with MINORS.

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Celeste sat up and scooched herself closer to Morgan, giving her the undivided attention she should have given before. “Is it about your dad?” She didn’t care for too many people, Morgan was one of them. Sure, Celeste had her moments of melancholy, but at the end of the day, she was better off without her dad in her life and she knew it. Her dad was a real bastard, but Morgan’s was actually a good man. That was just common knowledge. 

“Look, I just don’t want something awful to happen to you. Maybe that’s the one thing your mom and I actually agree on.”

The girl fell back and stretched out slightly, looking at Celeste with calm eyes.  She didn’t really know what to say to that.  How was she supposed to answer?  Of course it was about her dad.  Everything was about the profound sense of remorse and guilt Morgan felt for her father’s death.  She also felt some sense of...anger at him.  For dying, “...Yeah.  It’s about dad.”  Sighing, she looked at her friend with a slightly wry glance. “I know, and I’m...careful-ish.  I’m just tired of being babied right about now, if I were to be completely honest.  Feels like sometimes people just walk on eggshells around me.”

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Wanda’s lip curled a little bit at the mention of Ghost Adventures. She’d come across it during her many restless nights, and she could barely stand to watch five minutes of it. Not when she was actually dealing with ghosts. “What… What did the ghost look like?” she asked, getting snapped out of her own personal annoyance with concern for Peter. “I guess I should qualify that it does not seem haunted to me yet. Sometimes it’s hard for the ghosts and I to get on the same frequency.” 

“I know, I know.”  He was speaking in response to the face she’d made, “Ghost Adventures is full of shit.  I...Just....STILL.  It’s either that or Buzzfeed Unsolved: Supernatural.”  He offered her a tiny grin, rubbing a hand across his head in awkward anxiety.  What did the Ghost look like?  God, could he remember? “...Um...It was like...a shadow thing.  It stayed in my peripheral most of the time.  I didn’t get to see much.”

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Wanda sighed, having some sympathy for Alex. Her magic wasn’t quite that unpredictable, but she understood the feeling of not feeling like she had control of her abilities. She leaned against another nearby pole, glancing out on the water. “Okay, but multiverses aside, do we think there are leeches or something gross at the bottom of it?” She attempted to joke. “I guess we can stick to the land for now.”

Leeches?  Was she serious?  Alexandra couldn’t help but laugh a bit, covering her mouth as she chuckled.  The blonde let her eyes move across the soft ripples, studying the way the slight hints of algae moved on the surface, with evidence of life.  A part of her wondered what was under there.  What it looked like, underwater.  She’d never gotten a chance to see, “I mean, probably.  It’s a natural lake.  Gross kinda tends to come with the picture. Fish poop and algae and all that.”  Grinning up at the brunette, she ran a hand through her hair.

“I mean, if we stay on land, we could skip rocks or something?”

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@musesxinnumerable | From [Here]

Morgan had been pushing boundaries for weeks, attempting to get anything more than a little buzz.  Her latest activity just was working in the lab.  Barely sleeping, barely eating, just diving in to project after project.  Inviting Celeste over was a big step forwards, since she’d been antisocial for months.  The other had been letting her vent for a while, but then Morgan had to finish it with that statement.

It was true.  She just wanted to feel SOMETHING.  Morgan stayed quiet, her fingers tinkering with a nanotech bracelet.  It wasn’t until Celeste finally seemed to get the picture that she let out a sigh, “Nah, not really. Things have been...um...well, worse than usual.  Mom and the Board are getting worried, apparently.  Not that it matters.”

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Formidable Fluff Starters

“Alright, come here you.”

“I feel like this has been an unnecessarily long hug.”

“Was it necessary to tackle me on sight?”

“Mmmphf. Snicetoseeyoutoo.”

“It’s time for a drink, you and me.”

“You may have stolen my sweater, but I learned to buy doubles.”

“Here, you can have mine.”

“I really needed that… thank you.”

“Hugs are good. Yours are the best.”

“This was my lap. Now apparently this is your lap.”

“You’ve stolen my spot. I know you know it’s my spot”

“There is a blanket big enough for both of us.”

“Playing with my hair? I’m going to fall asleep…”

“Let me brush that out for you.”

“I managed to convince the appropriate people to get you some time off.”

“Lunch is being bought, what do you want?”

“I don’t want to talk to- wait, no never mind, you’re fine.”

“It’s called a spare jacket for a reason y’know.”

“You brought me something?”

“I’m glad you ignored my defiant claims of not needing sleep.”

“Only my favourite people get my special kind of sass.”

“I missed you a lot. Like, I’m going to get corny about it a lot”

“You make a good leaning post.”

“I’m just going to-thank you. I’m good now.”

“I just finished brushing this and you had to go and ruffle it.”

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GENERAL

“Can you walk?”

“How did this happen?”

“What the hell happened?”

“I hit my head.”

“Did you hit your head?”

“Can you hear me?”

“Don’t close your eyes, stay awake!”

“Come on, stay with me!”

“No no no no no!”

“You shot me!”

“I didn’t mean to shoot you!”

“You stabbed me!”

“I didn’t mean to stab you!”

“Take the knife out!”

“Don’t take the knife out!”

“It was an accident!”

“That/this wasn’t an accident!”

“That looks broken.”

“I think my leg/arm is broken.”

“That doesn’t look good.”

“Am I going to die?”

“You’re not going to die!”

“Calm down!”

“Don’t panic!”

“I can’t help you if you don’t let me!”

BLOOD

“Are you bleeding?”

“Don’t move, you’re bleeding.”

“Is that blood?”

“Whose blood is that?”

“That’s a lot of blood.”

“Do you know how to get bloodstains out?”

“Why do you know how to get bloodstains out?”

“Damn, I got blood on my shirt.”

“Don’t move, you’re losing blood!”

“I won’t let you bleed out!”

“You have blood on your face.”

“I swear to god, if you get blood on me…”

“What’s your blood type?”

“Why in the hell would you need to know my blood type?”

WOUNDS

“That cut is nasty.”

“You have a massive gash in your arm/leg!’

“Don’t touch it!”

“Don’t move, you’ll only make it worse!”

“I’ll get some bandages.”

“You’re going to need stitches.”

“That looks infected…”

“Did you get bit by something?”

“There’s no exit wound, the bullet is still in you.”

“There’s an exit wound, the bullet went through you.”

AFTERCARE

“How are you feeling?”

“How does it feel?”

“It’s still not healed, but it’s getting there.”

“Let’s go home.”

“I just want to go home.”

“Let’s get you into the bathtub.”

“We need to change your bandages soon.”

“Get some sleep, okay?”

“You need to eat something, you’ve been through a lot today.”

“I’ll check up on you in a bit.”

“You’re going to be fine. I promise.”

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Could you please reblog this if it is okay to ask you straight up if you want to ship?

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Age Gap AU's

• We met online, hooked up and it turns out you’re my best friend’s aunt/uncle AU • You’re my new step parent’s child who is ten years my senior AU • I’m in desperate need for some cash so I became a sugarbaby AU • You’re my parent’s boss and I accepted your advances because I didn’t want them to get fired but you actually were just interested in me and you’re sorta cool AU • My married neighbour is super hot and I watch them swim naked and like it AU • You’re an 800 year old vampire and I just turned 18 AU • I’m a demon and you’re the reincarnation of my soulmate, why the fuck are you only 20? Well I’m gonna make you fall in love with me again anyway AU • I’m a new Intern and my boss’s spouse is super foxy AU • You’re my child’s new best friend but I have the urge to see you naked AU • My parent’s a dick, let’s hook up behind his back stepparent AU • College athlete and assistant coach AU • You live in my building and are so attractive let me always offer to carry your things up the stairs since the elevator is broken in hopes you’ll invite me in AU • College professor and student AU • College professor and younger teaching assistant AU • I’m royalty and I’m being married off to someone much older than me AU • Monarch and their younger servant AU

Note: these are intended for all muses to be over 18.

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She could understand his apprehension to go see a professional, they could only do so much. Who could be equipped enough to help someone cope with the loss of Tony Stark in a way that Peter had? Nobody could be ready for something like that. 

“Not that it makes any difference, but Pepper and Morgan will be more than okay. They’re both stronger than we give them credit for.” She knew from experience how resilient Pepper was, and Morgan was basically a carbon copy of her parents in that way. Natasha lowered herself onto the stool beside him, her hands held together tightly. 

But most of all, she understood where he was coming from. She felt the same for Clint’s family. Natasha chewed on the inside of her cheek, propping her head on one of her hands. She looked out into the kitchen but her gaze was a million miles away. “Who am I kidding, trying to give you the advice that I won’t take myself?” She felt the sting of tears behind her eyes, like she might crack at any second. “You ever just talk to him? Not just the sad ‘I wish you were here’ stuff, but like you were just talking about… meaningless crap? Sometimes I forget that he’s really gone and I I’ll start to call him about something and reality just, I don’t know, it catches up with me.” 

Natasha pursed her lips before really looking at Peter this time. “If I had to boil it down, I would say that I just wasn’t ready. Nothing ever prepares you for a lifetime of knowing that they won’t be there for the meaningless stuff. Your time with them lives in the past. And the silly part is, I still feel like there’s this something that I still owe him and I don’t know how to pay it back.” She looked away when a tear slipped down her cheek, quickly wiping it away with her hand. “Nobody really has the answers, not even me. Sometimes you just have to make it up as you go.”��

“As for Tony, there was a lot that he did wrong in his life. But the one of the few things he got right was you. He would never say it but he was really proud of you. Anyone can see that.” She took a deep breath to steady herself for her next words. “It’s going to be really hard for a really time, and that’s ok. It means that they were important to us.” 

His eyes moved over her face, the smallest hint of tears, the distance in her gaze.  She was just as bad off as he was, and after losing Clint?  He couldn’t blame her.  The guy had been...kinda a badass.  Just a normal human tossed in to the middle of everything they did with no real complaints.  He missed the archer’s sense of humor, the dry quips, the grumbling about the powered people he worked with.  She was right though.  Miss Potts was strong, and so was Morgan.  Morgan, who was like a little sister to him.  It took a moment for him to realize what she was saying.

That she was actually struggling, “....Every single day.  Sometimes I’ll have EDITH play back some of his recordings and pretend like he’s talking to me, or I’ll sit there and just chatter at FRIDAY.  Anything to help me feel...” Like Tony was still there.  “Just the stupid shit that no one else really GETS.  I mean, Morgan gets it, but she’s a kid, and spends a lot of time stuck inside that helmet of his...”  He understood the desire to exist in a parallel world where you didn’t have to face reality.

He wanted to as well.

“You barely believe that, Miss Romanoff.”  It was true, or at least Peter felt like it was.  His own smile was wry, eyes also darting out the window with that hundred-yard stare, “But hey...Who’s to say we won’t be okay, right?  Who knows...maybe things’ll be alright in the end...Maybe...Things aren’t so bad.”  Maybe they’d be ok, “I’m just kinda freaked that our first mission without them is gonna be huge...y’know?  Like earth-in-danger of absolute destruction levels of huge.”  THAT, Peter Parker was not equipped for.  Small shit, earth shit, he could handle.  Otherworldly stuff?  He wasn’t quite prepared for that.

Moving forward | Peter and Natasha

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Love at first sight? Tired, boring.

Love at first assassination attempt? Spicy

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Steve smiled widely while she opened his present to her, his excitement causing him to overlook her shaking hands. The shawl was beautifully made in a beautiful blue color that he thought she might love. “I did. Bucky chipped in, said that I wasn’t supposed to tell you he helped. Do you like it?” 

He was in no rush to open his own present, more than glad to wait until later. “It’s nothing, I know you work hard. I thought you deserved something nice this year.”

The shawl was stunning, and that rich blue.  It must have cost them a pretty penny, and as she held it to her face, there were tears welling up in her eyes, “Steven...You and Buck didn’t have to do this.  It’s so BEAUTIFUL.”  She loved it.  Wrapping it around her shoulders, Sarah shifted, spinning to show it off for him.  “I love it, beloved.”   Now...What she had for him was hardly so fancy.  It was a two part present, each wrapped separately. First, out came the larger one.  Hiding inside was a toy train, complete with more than one car.  She’d saved for the little tin toy, hoping that it was something Steve would enjoy.  The second?  Was something more personal.   It was something her grandfather had made, and had sent over from Ireland.  She was wearing hers, a small cross made out of a nail from a horseshoe.  Iron, rough, but from family.  The second box contained one for her son.

Christmas morning | Steve and Sarah

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misc. angst. // sentences .

“ I just wanna feel something. ”

“ Can you really judge me for being this way? ”

“As if you were any better! ”

“ You don’t understand what it’s like, you really don’t. ”

“ Oh yeah? You know what? Fuck you. That’s what. ”

“ There is so much pain, and I… I don’t know how to not notice shit. ”

“ I hate what I see. ”

“ I wish I had never met you. ”

“ Do you think I’ll ever be as pretty as her/him ?”

“ You don’t need to pretend to give a shit about me just because people are watching. ”

“ Fuck you. ”

“ Where were you !? ”

“ Get the fuck out! ”

“ I can’t look at you right. ”

“ What do you want from me, ( Name ) !? ”

“ I can’t do this anymore. It’s over. Leave me alone. ”

“ Nothing is going to change. Nothing. Get that into your head. ”

“ Trust y o u ? I did trust you ! And you broke my heart ! ”

“ I gotta go. ”

“ You know what? Fuck this. I’m out. ”

“ Life is one fucking beauty contest after another, fuck that. ”

“ Suddenly i’m not good enough for you, is that it? ”

“ I don’t know how to change it. ”

“ I’m so scared that this feeling won’t ever go away. ”

“ I feel like shit when I’m alone, I feel like shit when I’m with you; nothing is going to change, not even you make me happy anymore, so what’s the fucking point, huh? ”

“ It’s fine. It’s not like you belonged to me to begin with. ”

“ Do me a favor? Stop calling me pretty because it makes me uncomfortable. ”

“ It hurts — because it mattered! At least to me, but… ”

“ Why… do nice people choose the wrong people to date? ”

“ We accept the love we think we deserve. ”

“ I can’t be with you. I won’t be with you. ”

“ You’re all I have! ”

“ Stop blaming me for your mistakes !”

“ What do you want me to do then!? ”

“ Looking at you is a constant reminder of how I fucked up. So could you please… please just… go away? ”

“ I understand what it’s like to be different. ”

“ I’m very different. ”

“ I’m damaged. ”

“ Everyone leaves. It’s okay. I’m cool with it. ”

“ What do normal people do when they get this sad? ”

“ Because of what you did — I’m damaged! ”

“ I’m too fucking sick of the world. ”

“ Why is this so hard ? Jesus christ… ”

“ I can’t remember the last time I felt this… bad. ”

“ I guess I saw it coming, but I chose to ignore it. I chose to look away because I thought… I thought that this time would be different. What a joke. ”

“ I’m never the one. ”

“ Your choice is simple, her/him/them or — me. I’m sure she’s / he’s / they are great, but I… I love you.”

“ Oh… you’re staying with her/him/them. ”

“ I’m in love with him. ”

“ You knew this was going to happen, and you fucking let it — do you… do you even have a heart? ”

“ You’re so fucking cold. ”

“ I need you to need me back! ”

“ I really do hope that you’re happy. ”

“ I try — so hard… and… I’m never the one.”

“ He’s an asshole, he just can’t hide it anymore. ”

“ Jesus Christ (name) , could you just… do something?”

“ I’m sorry! I can’t help it! I don’t even want it!”

“ That was your fault. ”

“ Why can’t you admit that you can’t stand what I am !?”

“ I’m upset! ”

“ Do you have any idea… what you’ve put me through? ”

“ I’m sorry I’m not the perfect person you want me to be! ”

“ You must have all the answers then. ”

“ I’ll figure it out. ”

“ Don’t come running to me when you change your mind. It’s over. I’m done. ”

“ Don’t ever call me again. ”

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DARK/VIOLENT STARTERS

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