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[xscreamxqueen]

Melissa half-listened to Shaw as he rambled on about how important he was or how wealthy he was or whatever, leaning into the clinks and crashes and hoots and hollers of the bar. This was her element; the dingy spot reminded her of the Red Deer, a hole in the wall she used to pick pockets in on the reservation. The smell, the sounds, the stinging glow of the neon, it all took her right back.

She snorted softly at the Osborn story--served the slimy bastard right--and gave a quiet mmh around the rim of her glass at the cost of the bottle. Unless she had been partying with her high class gal pals Ali or Janet, the most expensive liquor she had ever spent her own money on was a bottle of Malibu to hair-of-the-dog herself through an 9:00 AM briefing. His question pulled her fully back into the moment, though, and she shook her held with a belch.

"Shaw, Shaw," she sighed with a click of her tongue, " what kind of girl do you think I am? The type you can dazzle by flashin' a few dollar bills in her face?" Melissa adjusted her hair and turned to face him, propping her elbow against the bar. "Y'know, Seb, you sort of symbolize everythin' I hate about people, and in particular men." She motioned for another round. "You're a crusty capitalist shark 'entrepreneur' who treats the people beneath you like pawns in this bizarre chess game that no one else is playin', willing to sacrifice anyone to make an extra buck. It's proof positive that X and Cyclops are smokin' that good Krakoa shit if they have any confidence that you wouldn't stab them in the back the second you got the opportunity. You're also stuffy, unfashionable, and unbearably boring."

The next round arrived, and she blew a kiss to the bartender. "That being said, I'm interested. But first and foremost: what's the pay, what's the location, and what's the material?"

xscreamxqueen​:

sebastianshaw​:

“Nah,” Melissa sighed, rolling her eyes and knocking back the last of her whiskey, “SHIELD barely covers New York rent. Hell, I’d probably get better benefits workin’ at a bank. A few years ago, when the Registration Act was still on the books, Osborn really wanted public approval for the team, so he rigged up a bunch of merchandising gigs. Product endorsements, action figures, you name it.” She gestured for another round for her and Shaw. “Fifty percent went to charity, fifty percent went to Osborn as far as I was concerned. When Ossy-boy went down, a friend of mine finagled a few numbers around in his off-shore accounts and left his goblin ass without a pot to shit it.”

Melissa grinned and slid the drink to him. “Not bad for a street punk from Shoshone. But I gotta say, in all my years as a–recovering–alcoholic, I’ve never had such a nice brew. What’s the year on this stuff?”

“I thought as much,” Shaw said, sipping his own, and then elaborated, “Government jobs never pay well, even the most extraordinary ones. And did old Osborn ever tell you–” He smiled absolutely devilishly, “About that time I broke one of his fingers at a party? He was making a most unbecoming little scene at my Club, and I requested he go home. Gentlemen don’t get drunk in public.” Emphasis on public. Shaw wasn’t about to judge what anyone did in private, least of all when he did the same. But some dignity and decorum MUST be observed when outside one’s home domain, really! And yes, he really did break the man’s finger. It got the message across when at the moment, little else would have.  Another quaff. “Clearly, you should have reviewed your contract with him better. As for this beautiful batch, a modest but effective seven years. I’m glad you enjoy it; I would hate to think even this was wasted.” Even this meaning that, well, this was one of the more…affordable brands by Shaw’s standards. Though, as he’d said, fifty dollars a bottle was probably more than most people were used to. He might not bring out the best for Melissa—yet—but he wasn’t going to drink slop either. He gave the barest minimum of a nod as the next round came, and then continued, “The reason I ask is…what would you say to some contract work for Shaw Industries? Before you dig your heels in, it’s’ nothing illegal. But your sonic constructs and sound blasts could be very useful in the shaping of of raw materials. And I assure you, I’d give you proper compensation. Enough to keep “Chanel” purring nicely, and then some. No action figures though, I’m afraid.” He chuckled at his own joke.

[xscreamxqueen]

&. 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐝, 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.

(  you  know  that  dynamic  of  the  emotionally  closed  off  one  &  the  kind  one  they  have  a  soft  spot  for?  yeah,  that’s  the  vibe.  )

said from the lone wolf.

❛ you think you know me, but the truth is, you don’t. ❜

❛ going home isn’t an option anymore. ❜

❛ i’m fine. there’s nothing for you to worry about. ❜ 

❛ do you wish i was different? ❜ 

❛ i just, i don’t want anything bad to happen to you. ❜ 

❛ you deserve better than what you’ve got. ❜

❛ i guess we both lost something we were fond of. ❜ 

❛ i’m not leaving you out here alone. ❜ 

❛ you don’t have to keep me company, i’m fine by myself. ❜ 

❛ coming here to see you is the only place i could go. ❜

❛ i’m afraid of losing you, okay? ❜ 

❛ i know you probably hate me right now, and i get it. ❜

❛ what is with your weird fascination with me? ❜ 

❛ yeah, you keep on telling yourself that bullshit. ❜ 

❛ i didn’t mean to hurt your feelings, i just have a lot on my plate. ❜ 

❛ you’re lucky you got away with only a scratch. ❜ 

❛ if i could be a different person, i promise you, i would be. ❜

❛ people like us don’t get to decide when we’re done. ❜

❛ i’ve never had anything good happen to me when i trusted others. ❜

❛ you won’t survive out there. they tear all good things apart. ❜

❛ i don’t know what’s the truth or what’s a lie anymore. ❜ 

❛ you got guts, i’ll give you that. ❜ 

❛ the more you know, the shorter your life will be. ❜ 

❛ for the first time in years, i felt something that i thought had been lost to me. ❜ 

❛ what you think you’re going through is nothing to what i have been through. ❜ 

said from the soft spot. 

❛ you’re not as bad as everyone says you are. ❜

❛ how is it that you’re never scared? ❜

❛ you think i’m weak because i’m not like you. ❜

❛ you wanted to be left alone, right? ❜ 

❛ how do you make the pain go away? ❜

❛ you shouldn’t smoke, you know. ❜

❛ destroy what is destroying you. ❜

❛ i hope you find the peace you’re searching for. ❜

❛ you know my door is always open to you. ❜

❛ i look at you and my heart breaks because all i see is loneliness. ❜

❛ you’re avoiding the subject and you know it. what are you hiding from me? ❜ 

❛ you’re not at war anymore, you can come home. ❜

❛ it feels like you’ve been avoiding me. ❜

❛ what are you so afraid of? ❜

❛ you shouldn’t be out here by yourself. ❜ 

❛ why do you care? you could have just walked away. ❜ 

❛ i know you. how else do you think i found you so easily? ❜

❛ if it was the other way around, would you have come back for me? ❜ 

❛ i just thought you’d like some company. ❜ 

❛ are you jealous? want me all to yourself, do you? ❜

❛ i knew you had a heart. ❜ 

❛ can you look at me? please? ❜

❛ i don’t think i’ve ever seen you smile. ❜

❛ if you won’t take care of yourself, then who will? ❜

❛ you have something beautiful inside of you. it’s hard for some people to tell, but it’s there. ❜

[xscreamxqueen]

Give my muse some food

Send “🍙+ a food item” to see how they’ll react to being given food!

[xscreamxqueen]

"Nah," Melissa sighed, rolling her eyes and knocking back the last of her whiskey, "SHIELD barely covers New York rent. Hell, I'd probably get better benefits workin' at a bank. A few years ago, when the Registration Act was still on the books, Osborn really wanted public approval for the team, so he rigged up a bunch of merchandising gigs. Product endorsements, action figures, you name it." She gestured for another round for her and Shaw. "Fifty percent went to charity, fifty percent went to Osborn as far as I was concerned. When Ossy-boy went down, a friend of mine finagled a few numbers around in his off-shore accounts and left his goblin ass without a pot to shit it."

Melissa grinned and slid the drink to him. "Not bad for a street punk from Shoshone. But I gotta say, in all my years as a--recovering--alcoholic, I've never had such a nice brew. What's the year on this stuff?"

@xscreamxqueen - continued from HERE Shaw smiled, and though the nature of his face made it look sneering and leering and smug, it was in fact sincere, and he raised his drink back. “Indeed. Just taste this Four Roses Single Barrel—the quality speaks for itself upon your tongue. The fifty dollar price tag is pocket change for me, of course, but I understand for others, it would perhaps seem too dear to drop on an indulgence…but of course, that’s what makes it an indulgence. And one well worth it at that.” Even now when he was able to afford such things a thousand times over without batting an eye at his checkbook, Shaw remembered a time when fifty dollars would have seemed a kingly sum to him. All the more reason to enjoy decadence now, having been denied it the first twenty-plus years of his life by poverty. After a sip in reminiscence, he asked, “So. An arm and a leg, you say. Does SHIELD pay you enough for that?”

[xscreamxqueen]

“I’ve tried. Clearly,” she groaned, swatting the hand as it crawled up her shoulder, “it’s pretty much gonna do its own thing. The only reason it’s with me now is that it followed me from home.”

@thebrainsandbrawn

Takes a deep breath. “That is fucked up, this is fucked up... I need a drink, like 5.” She breaths through her mouth.

“You’re tellin’ me. I’ve personally been to hell, and it’s not like some major accomplishment to take over the place. It’s like being king of the shittiest bowling alley in Louisville. Like, congratulations, I hope it’s important to you.”

[xscreamxqueen]

@thebrainsandbrawn

Takes a deep breath. “That is fucked up, this is fucked up... I need a drink, like 5.” She breaths through her mouth.

“You’re tellin’ me. I’ve personally been to hell, and it’s not like some major accomplishment to take over the place. It’s like being king of the shittiest bowling alley in Louisville. Like, congratulations, I hope it’s important to you.”

[xscreamxqueen]

🐝  *  ―  𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒  𝐓𝐎  𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒  𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄  𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒.   (  because  enemies  to  lovers  has  been  so  popular,  i’ve  decided  to  make  some  friends  to  lovers  as  well.  feel  free  to  adjust  to  better  fit  your  muses.  )

❛  i don’t think i can be just friends with you anymore.  ❜ ❛  you’re already the most important person in my life.  ❜ ❛  i can’t imagine my life without you.  ❜ ❛  i’ve always liked you more than you ever knew.  ❜ ❛  i don’t want to be jealous … but i am.  ❜ ❛  it’s you and me against the world.  ❜ ❛  promise me we’ll still be friends even if this relationship doesn’t work out.  ❜ ❛  just friends don’t look at each other like that.  ❜ ❛  i’d never want to hurt you.  ❜ ❛  maybe we should kiss … just to know how it’s like.  ❜ ❛  i’m so glad to have you by my side.  ❜ ❛  everyone already thinks we’re dating so why don’t we give it a try ?  ❜ ❛  you’re always there when i need you.  ❜ ❛  i don’t ever want to lose you.  ❜ ❛  i like the sound of there being an ‘us’.  ❜ ❛  i’d spoil you rotten if i got the chance.  ❜ ❛  are you sure you’re okay with me going out with someone else ?  ❜ ❛  can you please hold my hand for a moment ?  ❜ ❛  i wish we could be like this forever …  ❜ ❛  you deserve better than them.  ❜ ❛  why are you looking at me like that ?  ❜ ❛  you know, we’d make a pretty good couple.  ❜ ❛  i really don’t want to ruin our friendship because of this.  ❜ ❛  it’s like i’m seeing you in a completely new light.  ❜ ❛  are you actually flirting with me ?  ❜ ❛  i’ve had this really strange dream about us and i have no idea what to think of it.  ❜ ❛  will you go on a date with me ?  ❜ ❛  come here, i’ll keep you warm.  ❜ ❛  are you saying you want to kiss me ?  ❜ ❛  our friendship will never be like it was before.  ❜ ❛  i’ve been fooling myself for a while now.  ❜ ❛  you mean more to me than anyone else, you know that.  ❜ ❛  i think in a way i’ve always been in love with you.  ❜ ❛  i didn’t realize your feelings ran deeper than friendship.  ❜ ❛  i’d be happy to date my best friend.  ❜ ❛  remember how we agreed not to catch feelings … ?  ❜ ❛  you’re more than just a friend.  ❜ ❛  jealous ? i’m not jealous. i don’t have any reason to be jealous.  ❜ ❛  how have i never noticed how beautiful you are ?  ❜ ❛  no matter what else happens between us, you’ll always be my best friend.  ❜

[xscreamxqueen]

Melissa sighed, twirling the severed hand by its thumb. “Long story short, a magician…’buddy’ of mine needed me to hang on to it while he prepped to do some magical shit. This right here,” she shook the hand as it gripped her in return, “is the left hand of some guy called Master Pandemonium. Parker wants to use it to, like, take over hell or something.”

@thebrainsandbrawn “Is that…. somebody’s hand?”

“…would it make it any better if I told you I was holding it for someone?” The hand even seemed nervous. “I swear, he has others and this one is kinda important for something else.”

[xscreamxqueen]

@thebrainsandbrawn “Is that…. somebody’s hand?”

“…would it make it any better if I told you I was holding it for someone?” The hand even seemed nervous. “I swear, he has others and this one is kinda important for something else.”

[xscreamxqueen]

Bruises and Bruising

WORDS

“Where did you get those?”

“Is that…. somebody’s hand?”

“Is that… a bootprint?”

“It’ll look worse before it looks better.”

“Come on. Let’s get it wrapped up.”

“Do you want some painkillers?”

“Let me guess, I should ‘see the other guy’?”

“How’d you get a black eye?”

“I know you don’t do it on purpose, but I wish you’d stop coming home bruised.”

“I like the new look. It suits you.”

“Ouch, that looks like it hurts.”

“Talk to me.”

“You shouldn’t end up with bruises because you disagree with them. You know that, right?”

“Will you tell me how it happened?”

“Come and sit with me.”

ACTIONS

(send ‘+reverse’ to reverse the roles, or specify which muse is which!)

[sit] – sender comes and sits next to a bruised receiver. no words, just warmth.

[care] – sender provides physical care for receiver’s bruises (ice pack, wrapping them up, etc)

[shower] – sender takes one look at a bruised and bloody receiver, and goes to run them a shower. hot showers fix everything.

[offer] – sender has something they know receiver will want, and because receiver has had a bad enough day as it is, sender gives it to them. it’s the little things.

[stay] – sender offers receiver a place to stay, so that – wherever they got these bruises – they don’t have to go back.

[concussion] – sender checks receiver for a concussion, because it’s very possible receiver has one.

[home] – sender has no physical way of helping receiver out of this situation, but they offer out their hand anyway. just to hold onto (and to not let go).

[xscreamxqueen]

“ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 ”  𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒.

a wonderfully patient and creative nonnie asked for a list of prompts based on interactions between two good friends in the aftermath of a trauma that happens to one of them, and i’m nothing if not a sucker for angst and deeply emotional connections! so here we go! i’m hoping these will be up to the nonnie’s expectations! have a wonderful day, my lovelies, and DO NOT ADD TO THIS LIST !!

“ i really hate seeing you like this… “

“ why don’t we hang out tonight? like we used to, you know? order in cheap take-out, watch crappy movies, go for a walk… whatever you want, right? “

“ please say something… anything. even if it’s telling me to shut up and leave you alone… just say something. “

“ i really miss you, you know. “

“ i’m here. you got that? i don’t care if you never say anything to me ever again. i don’t care. i’m not going away, and i’m not going to stop being here for you, no matter how long you glare at me or ignore me or pretend that you’re okay. because i know you’re not. i know. “

“ talk to me. i don’t care what we talk about. it doesn’t have to be anything big. we don’t need to talk about whatever happened to you, not unless you want to. i just… just talk to me, will you? “

“ you know, i talk to a lot of people every single day. i hear all their voices telling me all kinds of stuff; i hear it all. and the only voice i really wanna listen to is yours, you know? even when you’re driving me crazy. so come on. please… just drive me crazy again? “

“ …seriously? no come-back? no witty retort? no… sarcastic shot at me? come on, i… i know we never ask these things, but, honestly, i’m worried about you. what’s going on? “

“ penny for your thoughts? hell. a dollar? ten? fifty? my whole life-savings? damn, at this rate i’d give away everything i own just to hear your voice again. “

“ this is like, the ninth voicemail i’ve left, and i know you hate voicemails, so i’m thinking this might be the one that pisses you off enough to pick up the phone and talk to me. because despite the number of times i’ve told you to shut up, i’m actually begging you to say something, now. weird how things work out, isn’t it? anyway. pick up your freaking phone, moron. please. “

“ will you please talk to me? please? “

“ i have exhausted every single topic that i can think of to get you to open your mouth and say something to me. all of them. you leave me no choice… how are you? “

“ listen, we’re all really worried about you. okay? and we wanna help you, but we don’t know how. so how about you write us a note, or something? maybe just, open the door, huh? i just wanna know that you’re okay. “

“ you’re not alone, you know. you’ve got people who love you. who care about you. you’ve got me. and i’m not going anywhere. “

“ look, i don’t know what happened to you. and i don’t need you to tell me, okay? i don’t… i just want you to know that i’m here. i got you. no matter what. and if you need some space, then… then i can leave. just tell me what you need, okay? “

“ i don’t need you to say anything. you don’t even need to open the door. i’m just gonna slide this paper under the door, okay? you tell me what you want for dinner, and i’ll bring it up. “

“ i’m sending you on a list of therapists and group support meetings in the area, okay? you don’t have to go, but… promise me you’ll take a look at the list, right? “

“ listen, i know you gave me a copy of your key for emergencies, and this feels like an emergency, but… if the silent treatment is part of you trying to get some space, then i don’t wanna intrude. you know? so just text me if that’s what this is, and i’ll leave you alone. “

“ i know, i know. you asked me to leave you alone. but that was two weeks ago, okay? and i haven’t heard from you. you aren’t answering my texts, you aren’t even reading them. nobody’s seen or heard from you, and… and now i just want to know that you’re okay. so please, open your door, and let me make sure that you’re safe, will you? “

[xscreamxqueen]

talking about comics canon is like. this is true. this used to be true but isn’t anymore but everyone still acts like it’s true bc it makes for a more interesting story. this is TECHNICALLY true but hasnt been referenced for so long that, practically, it is untrue. this is arguably true but presenting that as certainty is misleading and ignores the nuances of individual interpretation.

[xscreamxqueen]

"There is a distinct pleasure in a thing well-made. Related, and not dissimilar, is the distinct pleasure in the acquisition of such things"

Melissa tipped her drink in his direction. “Now there’s something I can agree with. When you pay top dollar, you gotta make sure you’re Paton’ for quality. I only have one person in the entire world look at my bike, and he makes me pay an arm and a leg, but Chanel purrs like a damn tiger once he’s done.”

[xscreamxqueen]

"You want sympathy - look in the dictionary between shit and syphilis, that’s where you’ll find my sympathy. "

Melissa blinked, not hearing him. “So, like, is the period clothing a sex thing? Or like are you going for the the least intimidating macaroni thing? Because both work and I’m not gonna judge.”

[xscreamxqueen]

"I am so sorry. I do not mean to talk to you like you’re an idiot. But how else would you understand me?" (I'm so glad you liked the post, I was actually specifically hoping you would! ALSO IM SORRY get him Melissa)

“I dunno how anyone understands you with both Cyclops and Magneto’s dicks shoved so far down your throat they’re comin’ out your ass. As if I wanna hear anything you have to say.”

[xscreamxqueen]

"I’m sorry. I don’t want to cut you off. I’m just a little concerned that I’m developing a bit of Alzheimer’s. Because for the life of me I cannot remember asking for your opinion."

“Aww, don’t worry, sugar. My opinion’s a lot like HPV. A lot of people get it, nobody really wants it, but it always seems to matter when the time comes. And as far as Alzheimer’s goes, I’m not here to shame anyone for any kind of disability. Even shit-suckin’ dick wads like you.”