sharp objects, gillian flynn.
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random q, do you think that tommy and billy should have part-romani faceclaims as well even if they’re reincarnations of wanda’s dead children, and not her /actual/ children? (i mean the twins are still technically hers but billy also has jeff and rebecca while tommy has frank and mary, yknow?)
yes!
reincarnations or not they are still considered part of the magnet fam and the magnet fam deserves all the recognition they get. i don't think that they should be white just as much as i think pietro and wanda shouldn't be white!
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@wyslyyzr / continued from here.
his fault. all of it. the words circle through his head even as his father assures him that it is not. gently, he cannot help but lean into the touch his father offers and the young boy seeks so much comfort from it. it is difficult to hide the way his bottom lip protrudes in a moment of emotional distress. this feels wrong. it feels unfair. even as his father looks him in the eye and assures him that this is just how things are and none of it is his fault, he still cannot help but let that overwhelming feeling seem to explode across his features.
he sniffles, though he holds back everything else. he has to keep a brave face. he is his father’s only son and he must be able to stand against this without fear or sadness. he may only be a boy but that need to be something more sits and stirs inside of him like a raging storm that cannot be quelled. he has to help protect his sister. he has to help. he has to help. he gives a quick nod to his father’s wishes and pulls from his comfort.
hastily, he helps wanda but ends up scolding her in the process. “ you are moving too slow. ” his words bark and there’s an impatience there that a boy his age shouldn’t have just yet. his angry that they have to leave. angry that he could do nothing to fix it. he liked it here. now they have to run? he enjoys the running but not like this. this is just too much. so all that frustration comes out in a bitter anger. “ just let me take care of it. ”
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@wyslyyzr / ‘ i cannot tell you why i still trust god. ’
“ perhaps because you are a fool. ” dangerous words, he is aware. pietro’s fingers tap rapidly against the table as he listens to his father drawl on and on. his leg bounces and he simply cannot sit still in his seat. it is good, the interactions they have like this, where they attempt to be civil with one another. it is getting easier through the years but they still have their slip ups. today he fidgets and feels that unease, especially as this topic comes into play. “ i think that is a decent enough answer, do you not? ” he is hyper aware that this will more than likely send his father into some sort of fit but, well, the conversation had gotten boring anyways.
maybe that is his problem. he seeks the attention in the worst ways possible. perhaps because that is the only way he knows how to get it. any positive reinforcement he has had in his life has become nothing compared to the scolding and the disappointment that has arisen from his other actions. so now he only knows how to be a nuisance. he only knows how to be bad. “ that is merely my own opinion. ”
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@wyslyyzr / ‘ i am terrified for you. ’
the words sit in the air. silence draws on and while he knows that for his father it only seems like mere moments, for pietro time lingers on for, well, forever. he wonders what has brought this on. several times over he has had his father scold him for the decisions he’s made -- rightfully so -- and he is wondering if this moment will be the same as all the others. he wonders if the disappointment will be palatable this time. a part of him starts to bristle. he wants to fight the feeling of that scolding or even the softness that may come out of his father.
i am terrified for you. the words now strike and he finds the strength to respond.
“ why? ” the moment of silence cut abrupt by his sudden voice. strong and ready for defense. “ i feel as though you are getting ready to tell me of all my wrong doings. i know what i’ve done, father. i know what lies ahead for me. that is not something you need to fear for me. ”
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contrary to belief, erik lehnsherr wasn’t always strong. magneto was always strong, perhaps, a symbol of freedom and resistance, neither weak nor cowardly; even in his amendments of ‘side’, he was yet a beacon of hope among the x-men, and true to his convictions. but erik, max, magnus, the man who bore the helm and blood cape, had his fragilities. he was loath to admit them, and without question, simply preferred to pretend they did not exist, or bottle them into a narrow glass coffin, but eventually the glass must break. eventually, what is hidden must be uncovered.
when pietro comes to him, erik is nursing some wounds, mostly of the variety unseen. ‘ your need must be great, if you’ve come to defer to me, yingele. ‘ he murmurs, rising from where he’s sat to seek out his field gear. his hand passes a row of helmets, some in better repair than others. ‘ and i was just about to put on some tea. is this for you, pietro? or—-you know i will not work for SHIELD. ‘
@quickslver
when it comes to his father, he does not dare to misstep. at least until something strikes him the wrong way, then his song will change into a much harsher tune. for now he stands before his father something akin to a solider. tall. proud. silent. “ i am aware of where you will place your allegiances. ” the words are fairly pointed as he folds his hands together behind his back, trying to keep up the proper posture. “ i’m not about to lament to you all the ways you should join me. is it so wrong for a man to simply wish to visit his father? ” his head tilts slightly. he offers a smile, something that’s not very soft but instead of teasing nature. “ i’m rather timely for the visit considering you were about to put on tea. i will not reject a cup if you were to offer. ”
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“ a worthy death, my heart. ” he says with a crooked grin before leaning in with his hand around the back of pietros neck. lips press to his for a quick few kisses before he hums. “ alright, we gotta get going or we’re going to be three times as late and i’m sure i’ll be the one blamed for it. ” the archer reaches around and pats the ass in question before he’s pulling away to grab his bow and quiver.
“ well of course, no one ever blames the speedster for being late, right? ” he grins as if he’s teasing but there’s this light of happiness he cannot deny because of the kisses he was given prior to the comment. “ it is partially your fault. you keep on getting distracted. ”
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@quickslver !
brandon lays across the couch while his phone’s set on speaker, sitting on his chest as he tries and fails to convince pietro for a favour. ❝ —i don’t see how you’re not able to drop me off some snacks. it would literally take you two seconds, tops. ❞
“ because i am not a delivery service, brandon. ” the annoyance sits at the tip of his tongue and is very evident in his words. “ two seconds, sure, but it is the principle of the situation. i do it once and you think i will continue to do it. ”
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“ well it’s nice and firm when grabbing, but when you smack it there’s a good little bounce that is just chef’s kiss, truly. your suit always outlines it perfectly and it takes every ounce of will power i have to not stare. given i really have no sense of control, that means i’m constantly staring. it’s a distraction and if i find my death because of it, well so be it. ”
he wasn’t expecting an actual reply but considering what he asked of his husband, it makes complete sense that he’s gone off the rails. pietro smiles regardless. he enjoys the attention. “ i’ll be sure everyone knows my ass was the cause of your death. ”
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enthrclled:
closed starter for @quickslver
“ psst — i like your butt. ”
“ oh really? i never would have guessed. please, enlighten me more on the subject. ”
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@enthrclled | crystal / ❝ i would rather forget and wash my memory clean. ❞
“ and you think i wouldn’t? ” the words come out stinging. there’s something venomous to the way he speaks and even as he looks over to her. “ you think i wish to have all of this stuck in my head? ” despite all of his sharpened words, there’s still a pain behind his eyes. when she looks at him he can feel the disappointment. he knows he will never look at her the same. there’s a part of him, screaming and rioting over the loss of their love. he just wanted to belong somewhere. he wanted someone in his life to love him but were not forced to do such because of familial ties. for a moment he had that and ... he let it turn to dust.
“ i would love to forget. to wash you from every part of my mind. maybe then it will hurt less when you look at me like i am a villain. ”
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@enthrclled / clint wraps himself around the speedster and holds on tight, kissing along his shoulder.
he isn’t asleep just yet. truthfully, he rarely ever is even when in bed with clint. he’s okay laying there some nights, maybe he’ll sleep the full night or maybe he’ll just stay on his phone or reading a book until his archer wakes. he’s yet to feel that small urge that tells him he should just shut his eyes and he is thankful for that because it allows him to enjoy this sudden moment.
clint rolls over and wraps his arms around him. it’s a lazy sort of hold but he feels it tighten when clint realizes he’s got a decent enough grip. sleepy kiss draw along his shoulder and all pietro can do is smile and let out a laugh beneath his breath. “ you’re supposed to be sleeping. ” he scolds in a soft sort of manner. “ this is the very opposite of that. ”
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another day of having a fine ass husband, love that for me
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bro please stop making me look at wendy’s face
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RESURRECTION QUEUE is seeking KURT WAGNER / NIGHTCRAWLER
RESURRECTION QUEUE is a Discord based roleplay set in Marvel’s 616 Universe. Picking up after the Hellfire Gala and exploring the consequences of the events of the gala. With mutantkind now in possession of a planet, a solar system, and influence over the entire galaxy, it’s time to see just what sort of influence they’ll have in space, on the world, and on their fellow heroes.
PLOT / TAKEN / RULES / APPLICATION
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hello as you all can tell i have been very slow over here,
my activity is going to spike more so on the weekends rather than the weekday from now on because i’ll be starting school soon and that’s going to eat up most of my free time! so consider this a semi-hiatus where i pop in every now and then!
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hello as you all can tell i have been very slow over here,
my activity is going to spike more so on the weekends rather than the weekday from now on because i’ll be starting school soon and that’s going to eat up most of my free time! so consider this a semi-hiatus where i pop in every now and then!
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