man i wanna get back to writing here.
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... hello
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"i'm not bragging, i'm stating a fact! i get into things! don't tell me you've never delayed watching a tv show because you know you're going to like it too much?" because she knows she's not the only one. "okay, banner does not show off. hulk shows off. and i never said hulk was my favorite, it's banner."
" maybe don't go around bragging about how you have an obsessive personality. just a tip. " though she was half-joking. sophia didn't seem half-bad after all. " exactly. she's elusive. she doesn't have to go and show off like some other people. "
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"is this reverse psychology?"
❝ put that down - i'm serious ! ❞
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still alive. like for memes from me.
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annie and jack had positively poured over the books in the tree house on gallifrey. most of the time it's a short book. a picture book, usually, like they read in school. these had been a little longer. going to different countries and fitting in with cultures is one thing, but this is an entirely different planet.
annie shouldn't be here. she's not from here! she's from earth! she's used to traveling, of course. it's practically her job. alien planets are pretty new, though. usually it's history. sometimes it's not history, but it's still earth. or it's history but people don't know it's history, like when she goes to camelot.
the tree house had given them clothes, like always. clothes and money, and this time little rings that a note had said would translate everything, so they'd understand and be understood. they're supposed to learn something about hearts, time, and loss. that's a lot. it's more than usual.
she wasn't expecting to meet someone so quickly. it's not even better that it's a kid: adults are easy to fool. kids notice the little things. she looks at the girl looking upside down at her, and is glad she hadn't seen her come out of a tree house about a mile from here.
"hi!" she smiles back at her. "not yet. i'm only eight next month." she'd read and read. jack's already ten; it's going to be harder for him to explain why he's not a student. "are you?" her eyes widen a little. "is it amazing?"
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arkytior hated the academy. she didn't like anything they were learning, other students were mean to her, and she missed her parents. there were hundreds of years of lessons ahead of her and she'd only just begun. she didn't even want to be a time lord except for knowing that to not be a time lord meant to be nothing. failing the initiation ceremony or dropping out was worse than death, really, so everybody just had to push through until they received their diploma and regeneration cycle and could go do anything (so long as that anything was from a list of approved careers).
except she was the only one who really seemed to feel like she had to 'push through.' everybody else was passing their tests and making friends with ease. she struggled not to fall asleep in fifth dimensional calculus and got teased mercilessly for being so easily pushed to tears. she was a friendly and nice kid, but even at their young age the academy was already a competition. a chance to form alliances that would help one's career in the future. arkytior wasn't good at networking. she just wanted friends.
" hi! " the dorms, like the rest of the school, were too stuffy. she needed to put her feet on the earth. within the first couple of days she'd found out how to sneak outside undetected and walk a few minutes to a secluded valley full of tall red grass. in a short time a horde of flutterwings would settle here for about a week as part of their annual migration east. it didn't bother her that she had never seen this girl here before today. arkytior pulled at her blue robes and sat in the grass, tossing her head back to look at the stranger upside down. " are you a student? "
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"I don't know what that means," she shrugs, but then her eyes go wide. "Jarvis can do that?"
“Camp ground rules – got’cha. But I tell you, It’s a good idea. – I said genius, right? It’s a genius idea. You don’t need to be an engineer to have those. – I can have Jarvis run a simulation and we can check the results. How ‘bout that?”
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DEALING WITH TRAUMA : STARTERS
a collection of dialogue prompts for muses with heavy baggage. content warning for mentions of mental illness, ableist language, and victim-blaming. change & alter as needed.
“Don’t worry. I’m good at being alone. I’ve been alone for a long time.”
“I don’t need your pity.”
“Look, everyone is just better off without me, okay?”
“It’s not a ‘trigger’! I don’t have ‘triggers’! There’s nothing wrong with me! I’m perfectly normal!”
“It was my fault. I should have known better.”
“As soon as you see what a mess I really am, you’ll leave. Just like everyone else.”
“It’s not a big deal. It wasn’t that bad.”
“There’s something wrong with me. There’s something wrong inside my head.”
“I’m not the easiest person to talk to, or be around. It’s… hard for other people to love me. I get that.”
“Why are you still here?! Why won’t you just leave?! Why won’t you just leave me like everyone else?!”
“That wasn’t a panic attack. I don’t have panic attacks.”
“I don’t know what’s going on with me, but… I don’t think this is normal.”
“I can’t stop remembering it. I can’t stop dreaming about it. I can’t even stop thinking about it.”
“PTSD? Oh, come on, give me a little credit! I’m tougher than that!”
“I don’t need to see a shrink! I’m not crazy!”
“I’m just so scared it’s going to happen again.”
“What’s wrong with me? Why didn’t they love me? Why wasn’t I good enough for them?”
“I knew I shouldn’t have trusted them. I got what I deserved.”
“If you knew the kind of person I really am, you wouldn’t be here right now.”
“How can you even stand to be around me? How do you not hate me?”
“I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I don’t know why I get like this. I just see [trigger], and I totally freeze up. I can’t help it.”
“I’m supposed to be stronger than this!”
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"i'm not so sure about lucky," she says. "i think he's doing the best under the circumstances. you see, he got cut off. from his home. the only way home for him closed awhile back." she's always said she was waiting for one to open to his time period again, but he's been with her for so long now that she's not sure. would he be able to make it now, after living with her? "but you're right," she grins. "he does have it made."
“ that’s understandable. safer to keep him indoors. ” august mutters, eyes glued to the critter. (the little chirrups remind him of a dozing cat.) cheerfully, “ this dude has it made, yo. he’s lucky you’re lookin’ after him. ” another chirrup and the boy translates it to agreement. to the best of his abilities.
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"turn me into a muppet or get me a string of pearls?"
either way she would look ridiculous. she looks ridiculous right now, she's sure.
she pushes her jaw to one side, thoughtful. they've had a lot of help from the tony and pepper. her family wouldn't be in new york city without them, and she knows that. her mom would still be working at the diner, and her brother would still be in the garage all the time. they would've made it, she thinks, but not as quick as they did with them.
"i don't know." she shrugs. how much more is she allowed to take? besides, she's got stuff! she can make the dress code! she just looks silly.
"i don't believe you." she does. she says it immediately regardless, because she wants the photos. "did you get a raise for hair? because you should have."
"Well, if you wanted one I could arrange that." Pepper smiles. "I'm kidding. Listen, if you wanted and if you were feeling super self conscious at the moment with the dress code and stuff, I could help. We could go on a shopping trip? Get you some nice clothes? I can cover it."
Smile turns into a grin. "Oh, yes way. I'm sure there are photos to back me up if you don't believe me. I don't think he ever liked getting it cut. You know I cut his hair for him? Have done since I became his assistant. It was the only way to get it done, but honestly. He still looked like he was the CEO's kid, not the CEO when he was 27. Band tees and everything. Not a suit in sight."
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"don't even start! i follow them all on instagram. i have an obsessive personality. and i've known stark since i was, like, six, anyway." which is not something most people can say. "plus, she's elusive! how would i know if she was into science?"
" oh, dude. " zoe gives her a look but she's sure sophia knows how that sounded. " maybe she is ! you don't know that. she could be into science just as much as stark or banner. "
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still alive. like for memes from me.
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"so it's twenty dollars both ways?" that is how betting works, isn't it? "i totally have twenty dollars." she definitely doesn't. she could use twenty dollars. she's in a boarding school with an allowance, of course she could use twenty dollars. robin screws up her face. "how do i know you're not going to rob me?"
"well, i mean, we can just do twenty dollars. but like, if you're saying that you don't have that uh..." nadine needs a second to think, tilting their head this way and that. "i dunno, have you got food? you could give me food. guess that part's kinda up to like... whatever you're offering." they wiggle their eyebrows.
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a handshake. robin rockwell's worst nightmare. not because it would do any harm to her. it wouldn't do much but put her in an awkward situation. which, to be fair, could do harm to her if the wrong people found out.
"i mean ... what do you get if you're right?"
OPEN.
"i bet you twenty dollars that i can tell you exactly what you're thinking." a simple trick they liked to pull. a hand is held out, under the guise of just wanting to shake. of course, they have to make the bet official. but the second there is skin to skin contact, nadine wins. they grin, trying their best to seem over confident. "you in?"
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❥ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐃𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐈𝐓𝐘 [ 𝚂𝙴𝙽𝚃𝙴𝙽𝙲𝙴 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚁𝚃𝙴𝚁𝚂 ] .
add context to your needs . happy roleplaying !! ♡
“ it seems that you get impossibly more beautiful every single day . ”
“ walk with me in the garden for a while . ”
“ do you recognize any constellations tonight ? ”
“ i notice that you keep looking at my lips . you’re criminally unsubtle . ”
“ i think the kids are awake … ”
“ you’re hogging the blanket . ”
“ you look too beautiful right now , it’s too dangerous to make direct eye contact . ”
“ i painted you . ”
“ i can feel you staring at me . ”
“ will you wash my hair ? ”
“ stop worrying , you look perfect . ”
“ you always smell so sweet . ”
“ i can’t do the dishes if you keep on hugging me . ”
“ well , you’re extra clingy today . ”
“ nothing will hurt you as long as i’m here . ”
“ tell me that story again . ”
“ i just want to hear your voice until i fall asleep … ”
“ here , have my jacket . ”
“ anyplace with you feels like home to me . ”
“ i just can’t stop thinking about you . even when you’re in the next room . ”
“ honestly , you’re hopeless without me . ”
“ i smell something burni— are you trying to make breakfast ? ”
“ i ran you a bath . get in it . ”
“ this necklace reminded me of you . i thought you would like it . ”
“ is it hot in here , or is that just you ? ”
“ can i rest my head in your lap ? ”
“ i love it when you call me that . ”
“ there’s no greater blessing than looking at my child & seeing your eyes . ”
“ let’s just get in the car & drive somewhere . anywhere . ”
“ i missed you at work today . ”
“ shh , just stay still . let me hug you for another few minutes . ”
“ do you remember this song ? ”
“ i’ll give you a massage . ”
“ you can just say that you want to cuddle , you know . ”
“ let me braid your hair . ”
“ i just can’t believe that you’re mine , now . ”
“ no , you’re not going anywhere . you have a fever . ”
“ do you still think about all the crazy stuff we used to do together ? ”
“ every time i wake up & you’re there next to me , i wonder if i’m still dreaming . ”
“ i never really cared about impressing anyone until i met you . ”
“ did you just light a candle ? ”
“ can you zip this up for me ? ”
“ how do you expect me to cover all of these marks you left on me ? ”
“ you’re so cute when you smile like that . ”
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"it's the one that looks the most professional."
abby grins wide. she can't help it. the relief in her chest is finally outweighing the fear, and it's been awhile since she was able to say that.
"he did."
no, really, he did. there was a whole bit with an ink transfer.
"sorry, yeah," she stands quickly. "i should've offered that first."
❝ lester ? ❞ eyebrows raise, ❝ i'll believe that when i see it. ❞ cutter looks across the array of cards once again, gaze landing on the bouquet. he stands corrected - he never would have expected that. a smile appears on his lips at the thought of a card from rex. ❝ i hope he signed it himself. ❞
he coughs, a hand holding onto his chest thanks to the pain it sends through him. ❝ is there any water ? ❞
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happy ides of march eve remember to completely disregard any weird happenings or foreboding omens and look forward to tomorrows beautiful day
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