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vizierisms‌:

carol didn’t spend much time inside - it wasn’t in her nature to be inside, no.. she only felt good when she was outside - running, exercising.. anything like that. still, when she made it out for her morning run that day - her head was completely in another place, after all, how could it not be? yon-rogg was an idiot and a terrible person and a murderer, but.. who was to say that he didn’t deserve a second chance? she couldn’t play god and decide what people did and did not deserve, after all. especially not in here.  she was so lost in thoughts that she barely noticed that someone was about to bump into her, right until they did, almost throwing her to the ground. what the shit?  cursing under her breath, carol looked up, before sighing. “watch where you’re going, rogers. this ain’t new york or the battlefield. you could have hurt someone with your lack of attention. ”

 it took carol a little bit to look up and realize that this was not steve she was used to - not at all. weird.   "well, you’re certainly different. you have less wrinkles and a way more smug look than you did , which makes me want to whip it off your face, frankly.  don’t you have a wife to tend to or something?“ she asked, crossing her arms over her chest.

Steve quickly realized who he had knocked over and he was sightly relieved that it was at least someone he knew, but it also made him feel bad. He nodded, “Yeah, I know... I don’t really know where my mind went just now. well I do actually but- that’s not important.”

He then let his head tilt at the other with a slight confusion. “I mean, I don’t feel any different. What are you even talking about, Danvers?” he asked, genuinely confused about all the words that just came out of her mouth. 

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vizierisms‌:

clint sighed. he knew the other would never agree with his methods, but at this point.. he was beyond caring. steve hadn’t lost everything clint had lost, after all. steve hadn’t lost his best friend, being unable to do anything to save her.. steve hadn’t lost his children, steve hadn’t lost anyone, not compared to what clint had lost. “i wouldn’t expect you to agree, rogers. but then again, i’m past the point of asking for anyone’s permission. there are no avengers here, after all. if you don’t have anything to say but that, i still have work to do before i can go home, not to mention that nat is waiting for me.” at steve’s words, clint nodded. “yeah, i haven’t ran into tony just yet, but nat and i just had breakfast with his wife and daughter this morning. morgan’s quite grown up by now - i’m sure they’ll be very happy to see him, even it will pass off as a shock at first. danvers is around here somewhere, too. she told nat and i about everything that happened - how you all.. how we defeated thanos. i seemed to have forgotten it.”

Steve just shook his head and shrugged, “Look I’m just saying, some people deserve second chances. We all have gotten one at least once, and some aren’t fortunate enough to get one either. I think the power to give someone that second chance is everything. But I get being past the point of caring what anyone says so I’m sure what I’m saying is really nothing, but,” he shrugged again. Then his head tilted to the side, and he suddenly felt like the one who was missing something. Last thing he remembered, Tony had no wife or kids to his knowledge. So who did Clint and Nat have breakfast with, and why could Clint remember that but not defeating Thanos. “So what is the last thing you do remember? and You had breakfast with who, exactly?” he asked. 

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ofrubycrowns‌:

Rhaegar never meant to start a civil war when he and Lyanna ran off together, he really didn’t. They both of them should have known better, they should have been smarter. The war ended in his and Lyanna’s deaths, not to mention Elia and the kids, the end of his family. But looking at the man in front of him, his son, it lifted his grief. Something good came from all of that darkness and uncertainty. 

“It’s alright, I don’t think I would either.” Oh, how he wished he had a different father. “I’m … I thought you were dead, Aegon - or Jon. Which do you prefer?”

Jon shook his head, “Jon is fine... My d-.. Ned Stark took me in as his own... I’d thought that I was a Stark bastard until recently... though I think I prefer it that way... no offense... I’m just-” the words flowing out of his mouth weren’t really adding up and he stopped, “I want to know your story from you... I need to hear it all.”

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imbuedvices‌:

          ‘  it’s  fine,  ’  he  sighed,  as  he  dusted  off  his  shirt  —-  aside  from  some  dirt,  there  was  no  real  damage,  he  supposed.     normally,  he  probably  would’ve  tried  to  start  some  shit,  but  this  man  was  obviously  a  professor  (  a  person  of  authority,  great  )  and  at  least  he  was  unapologetic.     ‘  you  mean  besides  my  pride?  ’  harry  chuckled,  trying  to  break  the  ice.     ‘  yeah,  i’m  good.  ’

Steve laughed a little at the response he got from the other and he put out his hand to shake the others, “I’m Steve by the way, Can I buy you another cup of coffee to make up for it or something? I still feel pretty bad.”

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donnasheridxn‌:

She threw the empty cup in the bin, brushing off her frame. Taking the tissues with a grateful smile, “don’t stress–– these things happen,” she mused gently, glancing up to him before back down to her damp clothing. “Like I said don’t worry,” she chuckled. “I’m Donna by the way,” she introduced, a warm smile filling her features.

Steve frowned at her stained, wet clothing. He honestly still couldn’t shake how bad he felt. “Well at least let me either by you coffee or help you not be covered in coffee,” he offered. “I’m Steve, nice to meet you... under not nice circumstances,” he shrugged.

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shxllcwhq‌:

  “It is an honor to meet you Steve, I am Michelle Jones but you can call me MJ pretty much everyone does.” she said and smiled lightly at the other before she listened to him again and sighed lightly. “but not when that special someone could be one of my friends, I mean you don’t need to tell me just blink with your eyes if Peter Parker is spiderman, because it’s kind of obvious but I need someone to agree with me on that, and who would be better for that then one of the other Avengers.” MJ said and chuckled lightly.

“Well its a pleasure to meet you MJ,” he replied. He then chuckled and shook his head, “Look kid, I’m sorry but it just doesn’t work that way. Besides, Spiderman hides himself for a reason, who am I to override his choice,” he shrugged at the young girl. 

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theredkingofthenorth‌:

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It was nice that his sister was here now and that they could enjoy their time together but Robb did miss the rest of his family. His brothers especially. The Stark was walking the grounds when he spotted the familiar black, curly hair, his heart clenching in his chest a moment. It couldn’t be. He took a few more steps, watching the other carefully. He had the same posture as Jon and mannerisms. If it wasn’t his brother than there was someone who looked and acted exactly like him. “Snow?” He called out, his stride becoming faster as he got closer. “It is you,” he said as he made it to the other and clenched him into a squeeze that was probably a little too tight. “You’re here. I didn’t think I would ever see you again. I thought I might because Sansa is here too but you..you were on the Night’s Watch and I didn’t know what the hell that meant for a place like this.”

The unfamiliarity of this place had Jon so thrown off his game and he hated it. Having run into his father, of all people, here had him hopeful of who else he could find. He was on his was to get a much needed drink before he heard his name in a very familiar tone and he stopped in his tracks. He turned cautiously before he could realize that is was his older brother that he was hugging now. When the arms of Robb made their way around him, his immediate reaction was to hug back just as tight. “I am so glad to see you right now brother, alive and well... alive. Wait, you said Sansa is here too? Nothing surprises me since I ran into.. well.. there is a lot that you’ve missed, I assume Sansa might have brought you up to speed?” at least he hoped. Having to explain his real roots to the girls was hard enough. He did however want to fully catch up with his brother now that he had the chance. 

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Send “♫” for a song that reminds me of our muses relationship.

No Place - Backstreet Boys “But you’ll always be the home I wanna come home to, You’re a wild night with a hell of a view, There ain’t no place, ain’t no place like you” 

May I Have This Dance - Francis and the Lights, Chance the Rapper “May I have this dance? To make it up to you. Can I say something crazy? I love you. Give me both your hands.To make it up to you. Let me spin and excite you.”Kiss Me- Ed Sheeran “I’ve been feeling everything, From hate to love, From love to lust, From lust to truth, I guess that’s how I know you, So I hold you close to help you give it up.”

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Blocks their exit.  ( from Tony )

“Tony, you standing in the doorway is not going to stop me from leaving right now, You know I can pick you up like a cat and move you, just move and make it easier on us both please,” he said, avoiding looking at the other because one glance into his eyes and Tony would know that he couldn’t leave with Tony in front of him like this. Tony was always able to see through his bullshit way better than most people. @ircniiisms

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MUSIC MEME; 

Send “♪” for a song that reminds me of my muse.  Send “♪ reverse” for a song that reminds me of your muse. Send “♫” for a song that reminds me of our muses relationship. 

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{ originally posted by magnoliamemes, who has deactivated }

Send for your muse to do one of the following to mine.

Carries, bridal style.

Kisses cheek.  

Tickles sides.  

Growls at

Tackles to the ground.  

Slaps.  

Cries in front of.  

Holds and refuses to let go.  

Protects.  

KICKS.  

Bites.  

Holds hand.  

Winks at.  

Steals a kiss.  

Dances with.  

stabs.  

Yells at

stares at.  

Sniffs.  

pats head.

Pins down.  

Blocks their exit.  

Glares at.  

attacks.  

gives flowers.  

sings to.  

proposes to.  

gazes into their eyes.    

blushes at.  

asks out on a date.  

breaks up with.  

runs away from  (flustered)

chases.  

begs for forgiveness.  

rejects them.  

Sneaks up on.  

gets caught following them.  

Hides from

Scares them.  

comforts them.  

headbutts  

nose boop.  

forehead flick.  

runs away with.  

shares a treat.  

flirts with.  

BADLY,  flirts with.  

breaks down in front of them.  

Cuddles with.  

shoves away.  

pulls in closer.  

leans in to kiss but then stops themselves.    

Tries to confess their feelings but chickens out.

reads to them

whispers into their ear

Invades personal space.  

tries to make them laugh.  

apologies to.  

trips them.  

catches them.  

eyes them up and down.  

smirks at

rolls eyes at

playfully shoves.  

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ircniiisms‌:

his eyes instantly turned at the familiar voice that of course belonged to none other than STEVE ROGERS. “ Cap. “ The words left his lips and he immediately stood from his seat. Opening his mouth to speak through the sad smile that lined his lips and he lifted his arms and folded them across his chest. ‘ I can pinch you , send you flying if that could be more convincing ? but i promise i’m the real deal. if you’re the Cap I remember anyway. ‘ he added as a precaution , all of the realities were alarming and very possibly pulling tricks on loved ones – even enemies. unfolding his arms to lift his hand up for the other to see more clearly. it was badly scarred from the aftermath of using the gauntlet – his shirt also concealed a similar show of rugged and reddish skin. ‘  if this isn’t enough then hit me with everything you got , i’m not even supposed to be here but i guess the universe has a thing for twisted sense of humor. ‘ 

His hand immediately went up to the chain around his neck that housed the engagement ring that Tony had once given him before their fall out and he gestured to it as a means to prove that it was indeed him. After Tony passed, he couldn’t go a day without wearing it. He needed no convincing that this was his Tony. He could honestly feel it the second he heard his voice. Seeing his badly damaged arm is just enough to send a tear falling down his cheek, “I- I- thought I’d never see you again...”

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vizierisms‌:

clint had taken it upon himself to make sure justice was present in this place - to any and all kinds of criminals, because it seemed that the heroes of this place, whoever they were, were too busy being selfish and arrogant idiots to try and help the people. now that he had nat, he wasn’t so worried about failing at his job, because he knew that together, they could accomplish anything. they didn’t need the other avengers, wherever they were. they had each other and for clint, that was enough. when he heard a familiar voice, clint turned around, sighing. he cared for steve, being one of his best friends, he truly did, but.. sometimes, he questioned the other’s methods. it was because of them - because of him and tony being divided that thanos had managed to win in the first place, after all. “he’s a criminal, rogers. that wallet belonged to a woman struggling to raise her children and yet, he took it. if that isn’t adjacent to death for you, well.. it’s a good thing you’re not the one keeping the criminals away from this place i am. so if you don’t mind, stay out of it..” he shrugged, pulling his bow and arrow over his shoulder, before turning to the other. “you too. anyone else here?”

Steve raised an eyebrow, “I mean, I agree it’s punishable. But why take his life instead of forcing them to face their wrong doings face to face. I don’t-- that’s not important at this particular moment.” He waved off the conversation at hand because he really just wanted to see how his friend was doing and if he knew of anything about this place further than what he was able to find out. “So far, I’ve only ran into Tony, which could mean anyone is here, considering,” he said, referring to Tony’s death, assuming Clint knew what he meant. Forgetting some people here don’t have their full history. 

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“i will miss you, Tony”.

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ofrubycrowns‌:

Continued from here ! @sketchedoutsouls

Rhaegar is the first to admit that he was never Westeros’s number one father or husband. Elia and Lyanna both deserved better than him, truly. Rhaenys and Aegon ( the first one) deserved a better father, Jon does too. He saw coming back to life here as a second chance now, he could try again. Jon may be nearly as old now as Rhaegar when he died, but he was still determined to be better. 

“It is…It is me. I suppose that is hard to prove, but it is me. I’m … I am your father.” Rhaegar back away a bit, to look at him closer. “You look just your mother.”

Jon took in a sharp breath as he looked Rhaegar in the face again. He could actually feel himself tearing up and it was involuntary to his distaste. He had only heard many different versions of stories about different people who could be his parents and once he found out that they both were dead, it was like a dead end almost. Not even the comfort of the memories passed down helped, because he could never truly talk to the people he came from. He would never take back the family he has now, but there is a part of him that just wonders what if his parents were able to live the life they wanted. A sad smile was placed on his lips at that sentence that came from the other. “I apologize but- I- I don’t know what to say...”  a loss for words is an understatement. 

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shxllcwhq‌:

  today was one of the rare days where michelle made the choice to go out for a jog so she took her sport cloth on and went outside. running down the street she suddenly bumped into someone else. she had completely been in her own little world when it happened. “Oh no need to be, I am sorry too I wasnt really paying attention.” she said and smiled lightly before taking the other hand and getting back up on her feet again. “Wait a second, aren’t you this captain america guy? Tell me who is under that spiderman mask I need to know if my theory is right.”

Steve nodded at her words, because he was also in the same boat when they collided. He went to reply to her first statement before he was thrown off by her next one. He raised an eyebrow and laughed, “okay well yeah I am.. but you can really just call me Steve. Also, you realize that you can’t just ask one avenger for another avenger’s secret identity, right? We have unspoken codes about these things.”