#` the angry one ` skidmore rubicund

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>> Sees all the cute girls. Animu blushus ensue.

“ Well, ladies- “

Jenny leans over to the blushing girl, resting her chin daintily on her knuckles and nearby Evedine followed suit. Jersey, Nancy, and Amaretto’s eyes popped up from their books, the group reading circle more or less, and Zilia giggled a bit, realizing the situation before most of the others. 

“ It seems our visitor is a little flustered. “

The woman added, gaining the attention of Sam, Cruze, and Ana-Vivas- in which Ana-Vivas snickered in response.

‘That isn’t much news for me, encantador, I turn heads flawlessly.‘

The singer threw a hand up to toss some hair off her shoulder, the words earning a scoff from the other side of the room- specifically where Skidmore, Calysta, and H.K. sulked in their usual negativity. 

“Yeah, turn heads away.”

Skidmore grumbled, turning her head away as if her words were a cue. Jocelyn heavily sat down in the chair beside Sheena and kicked up her feet onto the table, tipping her head back to take a swig from her bottle. 

“Nah, y’gals keep it tropical in ‘ere. She’s probably ‘bout t’ave a heat stroke.”

The pirate noted, taking her hat off and fanning Sheena a little. 

` Chérie rouge, do you need some water? `

Chevy came from behind Sheena, her usual lacy, flowing dressed self kneeling down beside the red panda. 

` We have cold and room temperature because some people are picky. ` 

Her eyes shift to Harrison who sat nearby, overhearing the comment and letting out a, ‘hey!’ in response. 

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Skidmore, Sam, and Caspian. An Aries and two Leo’s. Out of all the muses they are the dynamic trio. They understand each other and know what the other is thinking nearly at all times, they are a storm not to be reckoned with. A lot of their time is spent by Sam and Caspian calming Skidmore down, they never fail to be the center of attention- whether for good or bad reasons. 

Sam is the one that usually drags the other two out on adventures, going on in a over dramatic babble about how grand the location they are traveling to is- when in reality it’s a secret beach, in which Skidmore drags Sam out into the water and nearly drowns her. Caspian either watches the chaos ensue, steps in when Skidmore gets a bit over the top, or misses the whole thing entirely due to not being able to hear the girls’ yells. 

This has been a HEADCANON.

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just fyi im on another kick where i rlly want a pet birb so now some of my ocs have birbs ill tag them enjoy do w that information as you will

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HEY Y’ALL i just added the concept art that i have so far for some of my characters! i’ll put which ones in the tags but check them out if you’re interested! also pls have mercy on me i just started drawing male characters so their anatomy is a bit off LOL

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So don't be surprised at these tears in my eyes, it's a feeling I've never known. Now I can see, I was never meant to be alone. Alone, I never stand tall. Alone, I'd be nothing at all. Your empty chair nearly scared me to death and then, you walked through that door. My heart, started beating once more.

Oh, please, don’t ever have me here like this.

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Working for the underworld was how most people viewed her work, but it was simply bounty hunting for the city’s underworld. The people she hunted were criminals, so was she really committing a crime? Of course it was, but it paid and that’s all she cared about. If others got in her way, she made a bonus prize out of them- because more than likely, the employers wanted them too. So she was sat on the edge of a building, watching people walk in and out of a club; among those people, her next target. 

The pinkette looked rather unlike the other heroes and villains, her clothes were much too loose and had really no spandex involved. She still managed to fight just like those heroes and villains though, she managed very well. Her long skirt moved in the New York wind as her patience, which was practically nonexistent as is, ran thin. She had been stalking this guy all night, and right as she was about to snatch him up he waltzed his way into that night club. Then like a cue, as she was about to walk away the man strutted out, more so tripped out due to his clear alcohol consumption, and her stalking game began again.

She walked the rooftops alongside the sidewalk, eyes burning holes into the top of the man’s head. This man was the leader of a drug ring and a human trafficking system, anyone would want him dead. However the bounty that weighed on his shoulders wasn’t over his general crimes, it was because he stole another criminal’s shipment of drugs. That’s where Skidmore came into play; hired to take down this man and bring him back to her payer. Eventually an opportunity to snag him arose as he stumbled down an alley way, and she made her way down to floor level. Just as she was about to let a trap arrow fly at him, a familiar pair of colors flashed by her and kicked down the man. 

Her anger sky rocketed, knowing exactly what was going on and not liking the fact she might lose her pay one bit. Ice blue, cold eyes held a flame in them that the young hero was all too unfortunate to soon meet. She loaded her bow with a plain arrow, and let it fly between Spider-Man and the criminal as the spider held the other up by his collar- just to get her, whether intentional or not, competition’s attention.

“Put him down.”

The girl stated, anger clear in her voice and an arrow pointed right between the hero’s eyes. 

“He’s mine.”

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