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[pjtraveller]

IN NINE HUNDRED YEARS OF TIME AND SPACE, I'VE NEVER MET ANYBODY THAT WASN'T IMPORTANT.

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"Deadpool has a long-established crush on Spider-Man, though. He wouldn't want to break the object of his desire, he'd be careful. And he's got a healing factor! Storm's, what, pretty and rich. Peter would hate that."

“And Deadpool wouldn’t end up killing Peter somehow? Come on, he’d pound him to death, quite literally I’m sure. Johnny is just the right amount of sass to match Parker’s quips.”

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"You know, I've only met him once or twice, but I get the feeling that the Doctor is like that, too. Maybe you get that from him. But sometimes, slowing down is good for your health. You'll burn yourself out, Phee."

@theresastargirl sent "i can't slow down because i'm scared to stand still." // palaye royale prompts

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"I didn't," he answers, eyebrows narrowing at her as he stops, free hand freezing on its' way to his pocket to grab his phone. Parker needs to text the Master, tell him to come get him, but this woman is intriguing, for some reason. "I've had it since I was born?"

The hand that had put it back under his collar grabs it through the shirt, tight, like he's protecting it. Like it's a lifeline, the only thing keeping him grounded, from leaving right now. The nausea of the vortex manipulator is just starting to wear off, and though he still wishes he had a Tums, he's more willing to explore the marketplace.

More willing to give this woman a chance to talk, should she want to.

"It's one of a kind. I can't tell you any more than that because I don't know any more than that."

She hummed. She really should leave. And yet, a strange curiosity got the best of her. It was unlike her usually mode of scientific wonder, which was sharp and ruthless and driven. Instead, it felt softer. Not kind, or nicer, but hesitantly compelled to knowledge which would not only serve her no real purpose but would potentially hurl her into a situation she didn't wish to be in.

"Perhaps. May I ask where you came by it? It really is gorgeous."

And it was, because it was hers once, and while beauty served no purpose she did have a taste for aesthetics. It was locket, one she'd never kept a picture in because she believed that doing so was too sentimental, passed down to the spawn she'd never wanted.

Only possibly, she reminded herself, nothing is certain yet.

She didn't know if she wanted it to be. Why was she still standing here, engaging with him? She should leave. This seeping uncertainty she felt, so unusual for one like the Rani, seemed poisonous.

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"Johnny Storm? That guy is way too pompous for Spider-Man. They'd never last. Spider-Man would kill him in a second if he tried to make a move."

“You say that as if it isn’t common knowledge that Spidey-Pool isn’t one of the more popular ships. Personally, I’m a Spidey-Torch shipper but you know…”

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"You literally kidnapped me, dude, the only thing I can do is call you out on how much you need therapy," Parker argues. Every day he decides to open his mouth he risks death. "Or at least a long, hot shower."

@pjtraveller asked: you’re miserable. ( for the master ?)

↬ ― MORE TWO WORD PROMPTS

"Well, LOOK who it is, the expert on all things miserable." A scoff escapes him, and he gives Parker a good old dirty look. "Do you mind? The only thing your planet got right is the fish and chips, and I'd prefer not to be called out for my all-encompassing depression while eating my dinner, thank you."

[pjtraveller]

"I mean, technically I'm supposed to be here to capture the up and coming artists for the show but this literally fucking blows," he agrees, tilting his head towards the other to hear him better. Parker desperately tries not to let that half-smile make him weak in the knees. "D'you have any weed?"

@ghostbend continued

[pjtraveller]

ᯓ★ PALAYE ROYALE PROMPTS, a collection of prompts / lyrics taken from palaye royale’s songs from their album, fever dream— part one.

( mentions of possibly triggering subjects such as violence, self-harm, death, drug abuse, and more. )

✦ ETERNAL LIFE

it feels like the worst days of my life, i still drown in paradise.

i didn’t think i could sink this low.

keep me company ’til the end, does anyone else feel this alone?

my best days are my demise.

i feel pretty when i cry, i’m so ugly when i try.

hallucinations taking off, i’m playing god.

i’m holdin’ out my hands and changing everything i hate about myself.

take me far from me �� my worst enemy.

i wanna crawl away into eternal life.

✦ NO LOVE IN LA

livin’ in the moonlight, lookin’ at the hills but the hills don’t shine right.

lookin’ at her nose but the shit don’t blow right.

you can change your face but the pain won’t go away.

addicted to the fame but the fame is momentarily reality.

the creeps are crawling up to the doorways, they’re dying to find out what’s inside.

the creeps are always posting their photos to show off what they’re lacking inside.

on a private jet but you can’t afford your rent.

gettin’ high with fake friends ’cause that’s all you got.

i’m late for my own premiere. maybe i should leave, my dear.

it seems to me that the demons of the city wanna keep me here.

there is no such thing as love in LA.

they’re judging me, i’m judging you. we ain’t got nothing else to do.

✦ PUNCHING BAG.

go ahead and mold me. bought me and then sold me.

i’m smiling upside down.

now i’m all used up, ready for my close up.

am i pretty underground?

i can be your barbie, i can say sorry. i can do whatever you want.

go ahead and slap me if it makes you happy.

use and abuse me till i’m gone.

go on, make my day. go get high on my mistakes.

i wake up, i’m so glad i can be your punching bag.

if you want me, come and take me. because i love the way you hate me.

heaven’s what they sold me, but now i miss the old me before i got stuck in hell.

walking down the street, just a public enemy

this is goodbye, you bled me dry.

this is goodnight, my soul has died.

i gave you my all — you built me up to fall.

✦ BROKEN

i’m trying to be the man that you wanted to see.

cause i’m tired and i’m hurt, and i always try to put you first.

but you say i’m not worth it to you — so why are you worth it to me?

you break my heart cause you’re never home, always with your friends.

i try so hard but you’re just playing games.

i needed you tonight but you got high again.

heartbreaks and mistakes with no change. how did we become this way?

the nights are long and the days won’t end.

no more love between us, let’s not pretend.

✦ FEVER DREAM

don’t look around at all the faces abound.

don’t look behind you cause we are stuck underground.

can you see the words i’m up here tryna preach?

no need to cry, you’ll never find me trying to leave.

cause i see that you’re in pain from your pale and lifeless face.

tell me how it’s fair to put a loved one underground.

follow me into this fever dream — we can be anything and everything we want to be.

✦ LINE IT UP

i’m feeling like a stranger cause i’m stuck here. living like my parents is my worst fear.

they had some kids and got lost in the suburbs, working jobs they hated made them suffer.

crashing in these secondhand motel rooms, driving cross the country ’cause i want to.

i can’t slow down because i’m scared to stand still.

i can’t go home because it feels like hell.

and i’d rather die than live my father’s life and pretend like i’m satisfied.

so line it up for me, steal away my dreams.

cause i don’t need no sleeping when i’m diving off the deep end.

why should i come back to earth when all that’s there is tears and hurt?

diving off the edge feels good, i’m finally not misunderstood.

i’d rather die than ever live my life that way.

✦ TOXIC IN YOU

i can take another hit and overdose ’til you make me sick.

you know i don’t love the shame in my brain when i put you inside my veins.

i can’t take it anymore, will i ever even make it out the door?

all this fucking and fighting that i keep inviting could lead me to my grave.

now i’m self-medicating because i love the pain.

i keep feeling like I’m not enough but i don’t run away from you.

knock me down and twist me up until i’m all fucked up but i don’t run from you.

i guess i’ll asphyxiate — let my heart break straight in two and now i’m turning blue.

don’t know what to do. i just love the toxic in you.

my straight jacket holds me tight and says i’m okay.

locked myself in prison and then i threw away the key.

[pjtraveller]

Parker backed himself out of the woman's space, a hand coming up to shove the locket back under his shirt where it should have been. Vortex manipulators -- and that's what was on the wrist of the hand that adjusted his necklace -- were always finicky, annoying things, leaving him disheveled at best and nauseous for hours afterwards at worst.

And there's the nausea, making him swallow hard around the lump in his throat. There's something about her that makes him think she should be familiar, like he should know her, but as far as he's aware, she's just another random human-like alien in this market he'd teleported to.

He should send the Master a text, let him know where he'd wound up, that the vortex manipulator needed adjusting still.

And yet her words stop him in his tracks, a half-step back, turning away. The locket had circular Gallifreyan on it, he'd learned that much through his travelling. The Master's TARDIS -- 86, the Timelord had called her on more than one occasion -- was covered in the writing, and despite his trying, he'd never been able to translate it.

"Maybe you've just seen something similar recently," he answers, eyes narrowed. A locket decorated in circles seemed simple enough to have been replicated in some form elsewhere.

@pjtraveller sent in: " that's my business. you let me worry about that. "

She arched an eyebrow, but didn't back away. If he was who she thought he was...well, perhaps it was only to be expected that he'd inherited some of her distaste for questions.

Should she pry further? Even if he turned out to be her progeny, did it even matter? It wasn't as though she was the particularly maternal type, which was exactly why she'd parted with her spawn as soon as possible. Additionally, he might hold some resentment towards her for abandoning him, and she despised drama. Everything was pointing for her to leave, and yet, even so...something compelled her to stay.

She felt sick. Was she experiencing maternal instinct? The Rani, the second most wanted criminal in the world, feeling sentimental? What was this? It was so unlike her she almost wanted him to suffer a spontaneous heart attack just so she didn't have to deal with him.

This was out of character. She ignored it, and focused on the matter at hand, pushing her lapse in judgement to the side. She opened her mouth to give a fake apology so she could leave, but then she froze.

Was that -

Artron energy?

How was that possible? Clearly, he'd travelled through time, but to her knowledge, Earth didn't have that kind of technology in the 21st Century. Had something gone wrong with the Fobwatch? Was it just residual energy? Was she imagining things?

She hadn't felt so out of sorts since the last time she'd seen him, when he'd been significantly smaller. She shook herself out of her thoughts once more, and gave him an expression of appeasement so as to leave as soon as possible. Dallying here would only make this strange feeling in her stomach worse.

"I meant no offense. It simply...looked familiar."

[pjtraveller]

"Okay, there's a lot to unpack there, but let's just throw away the whole suitcase. I'm pretty sure you said once that you only liked Waterloo, but also, glad to see you changed your mind on that."

"You'd be sad if I left and you know it. Actually, are you good, dude? Do I need to blast some Taylor Swift so you can just let it all out?"

"When the fuck did I say that?! Do YOU know all the lyrics to The Winner Takes It All? Have YOU belted it out in the shower whilst orbiting the last visited planet of YOUR ex-lover?"

"Should YOU get the hell off my ship? Inquiring minds...."

[pjtraveller]

"Okay, damn, I guess you don't get the Spider-Man and Deadpool rant about how they're gay and in love."

“No, no, you’re not ruining my night in. I’m already in my pjs. It can wait until tomorrow.”

[pjtraveller]

"You Ruined New York City for Me" by Fletcher Sentence Starters

IF YOU'RE GONNA LIE

"You're getting so repetitive. I'm finishing your sentences, but not in a good way."

"I kinda like it when you hurt me 'cause you come over saying sorry."

"I put up with your lies just to have you for the night."

"I'd rather hear you lie than to hear you say goodbye to me."

"If you're gonna lie, do it in my bed."

"If you're gonna lie, make it worth it."

"You say so many names in your sleep."

"Fuck you been doing?"

"I don't wanna fight."

"By loving you, I'm losing me every night."

UNDRUNK

"Wish I could get a little un-drunk so I could un-call you."

"Honestly, this party's over."

"Everyone here shoulda gone home."

"I'm afraid of being sober."

"Is that crazy to do?"

"It still doesn't burn as much as the thought of you."

"I wish I could un-kiss the room full of strangers."

"Some things you can't undo and one of them's you."

"I don't wanna face this rebound."

"Is it weird if I come over?"

"Wish I could un-fuck you."

"Wish I could un-love you."

ALL LOVE

"There's a lot of things that I never said."

"Now you're with somebody else in a different bed."

"You're happy, I could see. And that's so hard for me."

"I hate the feeling, but it's all love."

"Should we forget about the past? Is that how you cope?"

"You know it's all love."

ABOUT YOU

"I'm not tired, I'm not lonely."

"Why does my mind go back to when you used to hold me?"

"I'm thinking I'll never stop thinking about you."

"I'm just wondering when I'll stop wondering about you."

"Your memory still isn't fading."

"Maybe I still got some shit left to say."

"Maybe your ghost is stuck in my brain."

STRANGERS

"No time's the right time to reach out but here I go."

"The way we ended it, you know it makes me sick."

"Swear I never meant it."

"I hate that I hurt you."

"We started out as strangers, now we're strangers again."

"The things I love about you, I'm supposed to forget."

FUCK YOU FOR RUINING NEW YORK CITY FOR ME

"It was great 'til it wasn't."

"I pretend like it doesn't, but it hurts from the cuts of your knife."

"It's the first place I ever loved right down to the last night."

"It's the last place I'll ever fall in love for the first time."

"There's nothing left but the ruins of us in the streets."

"Nothing can replace memories in my head."

"Now I don't even talk to our same old friends, because of you."

[pjtraveller]

"Okay, hear me out though. We steal one or both of the TARDISes --TARDII? -- and leave them to fight about whatever dumbass thing they're fighting about now, and we go get slushies."

@theresastargirl liked for a starter.

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"First of all, ABBA has more good songs than just 'Waterloo'. Second of b, you definitely copied me with this face."

"Go on, Space Bono, I'm already enrapt."

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What they don't tell you is that being a vampire makes you miss garlic naan like crazy.

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like this for a starter from parker "pj" james!

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"Okay, first of all..."

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