#ahomeofmany

[unstablerk800]

"Can... you pretend you didn't just see me make a fool of myself?" - Elliot to Nines (totally not a meme from like a month ago :D I liked it for you to find it)

𝐹𝒾𝓇𝓈𝓉 𝓂𝑒𝑒𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑔

"Humans frequently make fools of themselves", Nines stated nonchalantly. "And no, I can't. Personally, I find it fascinating that your species survived for this long."

[born-to-be-mischievous]

🔪 - Q to Bucky (assuming Q got spooked :D)

Send me 🔪 to put a knife to my muse’s throat and see how they react.

Bucky chuckled low at the knife to his throat, smirking as he tasted the irony thick as peanut butter on his tongue. For years under Hydra's control he put knives to people's throats, and now he was the one being threatened.

"Let me guess, going to kill me for the years I was a Hydra killing machine?"

[onebadwinter]

Original post here. @ahomeofmany

As the guy continued to talk, Marc gave an annoyed sigh quietly under his breath as the other continued to talk. He wasn't much for talking, not while he was drinking, not today. Marc lift his cup back up though, placing it down on his reflection "I wasn't sayin' you did." Marc mumbled . He didn't really enjoy conversations about this. But he was surprisingly feeling a bit more talkative, perhaps on influence from Steven, who was probably too shy when he had control, anyway.

"Co-Op?" He wasn't all that familiar with his condition, to be honest, outside of awareness of it "Yeah. I guess, now....Sometimes..." At the compliment, his finger tapped against the glass again, for Marc it might have been a sign of irritation. But for Steven, nervousness. Listening to Steven talk about before saying "He thanked you." Was all Marc summed up, getting disapproval from Steven. Moving his glass again he finishes it off before raising his hand to get refill, the bartender walking over and taking his glass "So, what brings you here?"

[painforcain]

“Jesus, you can’t sneak up on me like that! Someone needs to start putting bells on vamps.” - Elliot

Vampire vs hunter

"Maybe I'll put bells on you", Cain purred. "Drop the weapon and shut up if you want to live."

[the-raven-dhampir]

Look, I'm okay! I've pulled all nighters before. - Q

"Yeah, you're my hero." Raven sarcastically replied. "You still look like shit."

Running into Marcus walking out a huge glass building hadn't been much a surprise, except from the fact it was dawn and he looked like some kind of nerd zombie. Raven on the other hand was walking home from a night club, hoping to catch some fresh air and get rid of some of the effects of the chemical cocktails he used to swallow during such nights. He was wearing an insane amount of smudged black make up, combined with leather and a fair number of metal accessories.

He was expecting Marcus to disgustingly avoiding him, instead he had won some more company in front of great freshly-baked croissants and cappuccinos. It was hard to tell whether the Other looked hungrier or more sleepy.

"All nighters don't do you good, Marcus." Raven commented devouring this third vanilla croissant. "I see you didn't lose your sweet tooth, but I haven't heard any sassiness yet, and I'm kinda missing it..."

[homewanker]

@ahomeofmany sent: ❛ when was the last time you ate something? ❜ - Q ► from this meme.

Homelander blinks, turning from the screens and their sprawling fields of information to regard the mousy man at his side. International threats require international help, hence Q's presence, and while a part of him wonders if this talk of food is just some British bullshit, he supposes a little conversation wouldn't be the end of the world. With the main search for their perp through Manhattan's surveillance cameras still continuing on-screen, what's the harm in taking a bit of time to talk about anything but the job?

"I don't know," he answers, because it's true. Homelander doesn't eat much-- it's all superfluous, in the end, when his power doesn't even come from it. Food is an intricate ritual of the common man, and he hardly fits the bill.

"...why do you ask?"

He crosses his arms over his chest. "If you want to break for lunch, nobody's gonna stop you. You did say this search could take at least an hour."

[what-the-stark]

Q set a black box down in front of Tony and then crossed his arms over his chest. It was definitely a box that some machine parts had arrived in a few days earlier, Q did not have the inclination to go to Card Factory to buy something shiny with ribbons. “I realise it’s probably annoying to be here for your birthday, so I made you a present. Please don’t use it inside, it’s a health and safety risk. Not to mention the cleaning-“ He paused, as though listening, and then looked down at the box. “Ah… I mean… happy birthday, Director Stark.”

"Well, it's a little less annoying than it was five minutes ago. Thanks." A bemused smile on his face, Tony touched the box with unconcealed hesitance before glancing up, one eyebrow quirking. "Am I gonna start off a bomb scare or something if I open it here? I guess that's one way of getting everyone off work for a party."

[ofangelsanddemigods]

“I couldn’t help but notice that things are a little bit tense,” - Elliot to Blyth? :O

Blyth looks up from where he looked at the stars from his seat on the porch railing. His blonde hair almost glowing in the moonlight, blue eyes shifting to look at the new person. "tense? No.. perhaps a bit grim." He tilts his head. What was a human doing so far into the woods? "Isn't it a bit dangerous for you to be so deep into the forest, this late at night? You should return home."

[bxwtothefirstorder]

He felt pain in his cheeks for smiling so much. It's been quite a while...

"Later in my chambers? Okay for me. I still have some work to do, though."

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[mxnsterinthedark]

“You better shut up, or I’ll do it for you.” - Q (but definitely Marcus

[ x ]

“Hah.”

“I dare you to try.”

[extraterrestrialtwins]

Blue First

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Elliot was about to ask if he could do the swan himself or if there was some special technique, when the question about his eyes made his cheeks flush.

“Um-“ He fiddled with the tube, fully aware he was a terrible liar and most people didn’t question the eye thing. “Yeah. They change colour. Kind of weird. But if you look closely then you can see flecks of gold in them all the time - I think there’s something to do with my heart rate that makes the flakes more concentrated so they look gold.” He rambled.

“It’s kinda spooky but it’s nothing bad. It’s just natural… for me.” He laughed, trying to remove his own nerves. “I’m just magical.” The best way to avoid the question, in normal interactions, was to just joke about the absurdities of it.

“That’s really interesting...”

He wondered what this was; he never experienced such a thing concerning humans and it was most curious. Although Blue was concerned that magic didn’t exist, only science and mutation. Perhaps that could be the answer. An altered DNA... but what altered it? And how did it evolve? What other things could Elliot do? And why? Blue loved it when an answer only raised even more questions.

“It’s not weird, it’s...” He leaned in closer to look in Elliot’s eyes. Not in an odd way. Blue observed with the same curiosity as a child observed a plant or animal. Nothing strange, just with that certain thirst for knowledge. “I never saw anything like it before. It’s kinda beautiful.” Then he caught himself in the act and he blushed, giggling awkwardly and running a hand in his royal blue locks nervously. “I’m sorry. I meant... it’s extraordinary. Uh... let’s change the subject I guess?”

[unstablerk800]

[ CHASE ]  - Q vs other members of staff being way too interested in Connor 😂

𝓙𝓮𝓪𝓵𝓸𝓾𝓼 / 𝓹𝓸𝓼𝓼𝓮𝓼𝓼𝓲𝓿𝓮 𝓹𝓻𝓸𝓶𝓹𝓽𝓼

Q snapped in a way Connor had never heard him speak before. The words sounded so threatening that the poor girl quickly scuttled away, leaving the android tilting his head in confusion before he turned to look at Q.

"Did I do something wrong, sir?" The android asked quietly.

[burnedwinter]

James never had done this and he felt a bit uncomfortable standing in this man’s kitchen. It wasn’t the fact that he was in front of the camera, he was used to that, but this environment was unknown and his instincts still kicked in whenever he was somewhere new.

“Alright, what kind of cake do you want to torture me. And I say torture because in the past baking was an absolute horror for me and whenever I tried it, it went terribly wrong,” he laughed and looked at Elliot, happy the man was such a nice and funny person. As much as he could say from texting and talking with him over the last few weeks.

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[onebadwinter]

does he always wear a suit? - Q to the Moony Boy muahaha

MISCELLANEOUS SENTENCE PROMPTS

Tapping a finger to his drinking glass, Marc glanced toward Q as they asked about Steven, then nodded "Unfortunately." He grumbled lowly. Lifting his drink up then, he downs most of it before taking the glass away, tapping it to the table a moment later. Steven was currently talking to him about it, but, Marc was deciding not to relay all of ...that. Side eying, he stares at his reflection on the counter, then looked toward the other "He's very self conscious about it, though. So don't say anything to him about it."

[painforcain]

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"I love it when they struggle", Cain mused, watching the Quartermaster do just that in his restraints. But Cain was good at tying people up. Q was getting nowhere fast. "I'm afraid you'll have to get acquainted with the space for now, pet. You'll bruise your skin with the ropes. Stop moving."

The ancient sounded concerned, but it had been spoiled by the big smirk he had on his face. He was playing with a dagger in his hand; a rather wicked looking one with a wavy blade.

"MI6, right?" He tapped his lower lip with the tip of his blade as he was crouching in front of Q. "It was so hard to snatch you away. I've been following you for months by now. Such a pretty little face. Cute voice. I've kept wondering how would you sound when you moan~"

[the-raven-dhampir]

"What, why are you looking at me like that?" - Elliot (yolo morning memessss)

"Oh, don't mind me, I was just thinking..." Raven was indeed pondering about a million possible outcomes of Elliot's gift. How wasted the boy was just as a random sexual pet...

"Let's say that... Someone... would use you to commit a murder with the specific instruction not to be caught...." He kept the tone casual. Far too casual.

"Or... for purely scientific purposes... Someone else would drag you one inch from death and then give the specific order that you can't die..." He was gesturing towards Elliot, silently inviting the Other to explain the possible outcomes of his suppositions. Purely hypothetical suppositions of course.