#cardshcrp

[acertainfemininemystique]

which flower represents you

Amaryllis. Pride. you think yourself above others, whether consciously or not. your deeds are always comparatively more impressive... and you want to tell others of your accomplishments. perhaps, though, you should temper this pride, or eventually it may be the only thing keeping you company.

tagged by: @somewherebetweenrage

tagging: @hraunwyf / / @cardshcrp / / @notyouraveragesecretary / / @justwantedsomepie / / @gnosticpriesthood

#headcanon

[ghostofaformerself-archive]

REMY LEBEAU / @cardshcrp​ gets a semi-plotted thing

     BY FAR IT’S NOT THE WORST CONDITION she’s come back in, not that there’s anyone to judge it other than her. a few bruises, a split lip, and only one cut on her arm worthy of stitches? that’s a pretty tame night for her all things considered. it’s nothing a hot shower and a cold beer can’t fix. god she’s looking forward to it.

     when she steps into her apartment, rayne knows something is off immediately. it’s dark, it always is, but she can tell something isn’t right. this is her space, and she knows it well enough to now when something isn’t the way it should be.      the door is closed behind her quietly, handle turned all the way so the latch doesn’t make noise. she goes so far as to turn the lock and carefully place the chain. it’ll force whoever is here to have to fight with the door if they try that for their means of escape.

     a quiet step forward and a glance into the kitchen tells her it’s clear. next her gaze flits to the living room in front of her and her eyes have adjusted to the minimal light filtering in through the curtains that she can tell no one is in the living room either. she’s also seen enough to know that they came in through the window in the room from the fire escape.

     rayne stops just before she’s in the line of sight of the hallway. if they aren’t here, then they have to be down in the bedroom–likely hers since the spare is all but bare with only a bed and dresser. the windows in either of those rooms aren’t helpful; neither reaches the fire escape. only the one in the living room does. she has them cornered. trapped.      carefully, quietly, she draws her gun and turns off the safety. for a moment she stops and leans on the wall in the entrance, out of sight of anyone in the hallway. she waits, listens, assesses. what’s the best move to make?

#» don't stop until your heart goes numb ( main ) #» remy lebeau ( cardshcrp ) #cardshcrp

[odisn]

❝      I’M  PUTTING  TOGETHER  A  TEAM ,   A  GROUP  OF  FRIENDS ,  IF  YOU  WILL    ...      ❞     perhaps he’s parroting his old companion ,  Nick Fury ,  but Thor’s intent on bringing back the Revengers ,  perhaps as a Revengers 2.0   ---------------   rival only to the Avengers themselves ,  a victorious collaboration following the success against Thanos .      ❝      and we could do with a warrior like yourself .      ❞ 

                        @cardshcrp​    /    s.

#ic. thread. #arc. endgame. #I wanted to write u smth dumb lmao #pls join thor's team it'll be ace #ksfhdkjf #see what. see what i did there. #cardshcrp

[ciniis]

✉ Say something nice about someone you follow!

bittttch lets goooo.

alright first up on this positivity train is mother fucking @cardshcrp. yES YOU.

This fucker right here is one of the sweetest, nicest people I have ever met through RP. Like I think we’ve done... what? like 3 threads together in the few years we’ve been mutuals but like the ooc connection is just *chefs kiss*. this dude has literally sent me like, drawings of my characters AND MY PETS, stickers for my sticker collecting grandmother, and personalized letters to me? YOUR FAVE WOULD NEVER. 

100/10 on the person scale. absolute gift. deserves the world. would die for. would slay a dragon for but he’s so damn nice that he’d probably be like ‘noooo let the dragon live’ as it’s eating his fucking legs okay???? 

also my bunny, diego, is just like offically co-owned by him as well. like we have shared custody but because of covid diego just has to stay with me. COME PAY CHILD SUPPORT FOR YOUR SON, I SWEAR TO GOD.

@caerulcum // positivity !!

#caerulcum #( so much ridiculousness in this but dude #i love you #keep being totally awesome. ) #cardshcrp

[hcpefell]

@cardshcrp

“Remy, I’m FINE,” Gwen insisted with a shake of her head, huffing out a breath as she shifted in her feet. The little SHAKE in her voice didn’t quite sound like she was fine at all, but she wasn’t in pain, regardless of the way one of those guys tugged at her arm before Remy had shown up. “Who WERE those guys, anyway?” she asked slowly, eyebrows knitted together in confusion. With the way they ROUGH with her, and how they were talking about how Remy had owed them something, Gwen was a little wary. “Did they-- are you in some kind of TROUBLE with them or something?”

#cardshcrp #ᴛʜᴇ ɴᴇxᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ( five. )

[archiveghostofaformerself]

REMY / @cardshcrp​

     FINGERS PLUCK A CARD FROM THE PILE. ❝i don't suppose you're willing to just help an old friend and volunteer information.❞ she knows better than to say it in a tone that's anything less than a jest. neither of them is going to be so giving.

     ❝you and i both, babe.❞ rayne is far too comfortable in this situation, and it's made abundantly clear by the permanent smirk on her lips and the ease with which the endearing terms continue to leave her. ❝where's the fun if there isn't a little trouble?❞

     they're similar, but in strange ways. she and remy grew up in vastly different environments, and yet they often find themselves on the same wavelength. rayne wonders how different her life might be had she followed a path like his as opposed to the one she chose. perhaps elaine shepherd is more real than rayne's ever considered.

     ❝how kind of you.❞ he says he doesn't get it, but she thinks he does. maybe he doesn't understand her need to be right here she is, her desire to be on the side of the law opposite him when she fits into his world so well, but rayne is certain part of him knows the feeling of being where she needs to be. but is it where she wants to be?

#» don't stop until your heart goes numb ( v. main ) #» your case hasn't been forgotten ; it's merely been filed ( queue ) #cardshcrp

[emmafrrost]

@cardshcrp​                  

           sweat, music &&. a packed room. emma hates dancing the friday night shift. ❝ bourbon, neat, ❞  she tells the bartender, and then grins at the man beside her, sharp.  ❝              i’d tell you hustling a joint like this is not worth the trouble, but something tells me that’s not really a problem for you, is it ??? ❞

#cardshcrp #ν; ℓσσк αт тнє ωσяℓ∂ тняσυgн α cυятαιη σƒ нєℓℓƒιяє | XX. ƜHǀƬƐ QUƐƐƝ #starter: mutual #//hi hi hope you don't mind me making us this!

[gutrage-archive]

‘  WHAT’S   THIS  ---  ‘   remy’s  bold,  or  stupid,  or  just  the  right  amount  of  foolhardy  to  venture  into  the  maw  of  a  gator,  his  hands  all  touching-grasping  around  the  sides  of  logan’s  impressively  hard  jaw,  thumb  peeling  up  to  prod  at  his  upper  lip.  the  soft  flesh  hooks  back  to  reveal  a  set  of  deadly,  pointed  teeth,  and  logan  is  almost  obedient  when  his  jaw  opens  to  accommodate,  putting  those  long-sharps  on  display.  he  holds  his  mouth  there  for  a  glistening  beat  before  jarring  his  head  away,  not  so  much  to  knock  remy  back,  but  enough  to  protest.  ‘  hell’re  ya  doin’?  proddin’  at  me?  ‘

@cardshcrp​

#cardshcrp #THREAD. #V: JUST ONE LIFE. #remy: palms logans face #logan: thats fine

[itsybitsyparker]

Peter sighed, looking up from his paperwork at the very attractive man sitting across from him. “Is this what we do now? I do work and you sit there and look all pretty and thoroughly distracting?”

He let his pen drop, pushing himself away from the table and padding over to kiss Remy. “Because seriously? How am I supposed to get anything done with you around?”

@cardshcrp​ gets a starter bc I love them very much

#pick a verse! any verse! #cardshcrp

[waketothefire-a]

@cardshcrp

Who the fuck was Remy Etienne LeBeau?

The skin of his upper thigh was an ugly mess of thick scar tissue. It had almost perfect right angles, left behind by steady hands and a surgical blade. The best guest they could come up with (as Bucky didn’t remember much himself) was that the skin had been removed and healed over. Hydra had flayed him like a dead beast, attempting to hide his soulmark it seemed. The name was just beginning to return, still faded and partially lost in the scarring.

He didn’t even want to think about the fact that he had someone out there for him, much less that they had a masculine name.

Metal fingers idly circled the fabric of his pants, right above where the scar was. A sudden commotion pulled him out of his thoughts and his metal hand curled into a fist. Apparently someone was right outside the building, demanding to be let in. And apparently they knew who this person was, someone going by the name Gambit. From the way it was said, he wasn’t well liked either. What really drew Bucky’s attention, however, was that this Gambit was insisting to speak to him.

#closed starter #cardshcrp #m: bucky #t: who the fuck is remy etienne lebeau #pending soulmate au with remy

[cadreformed]

@cardshcrp​

“MMORP outfit, weird clingy fabric, body armor, and a blatant disregard for the police tape- you must be an X-man. Didn’t know yall had the balls to smoke around burning rubble though.” The words fall casually despite the distressing scene around them. One building with five sub levels of a Purifier complex cleaned out last night by X-force. According to Geist’s organization there were numerous mutants being held and none made it out.  “Heard you guys cleaned out last night, everybody on your team alright?”

So here she was, weird bubbly grim reaper- give her blue hair and an oar and put her in a manga already!

She settles a respectful distance beside him. He cut a ‘lone ranger’ type figure with a mix of someones first time playing DnD with a hardon for a Mad Max au. 

“ I’m here for mutant body recovery,  I work for Mutant Aid Network. I go by Poltergeist and who have I been blessed with goin’ on a re-ally morbid scavenger hunt with today?” 

#cardshcrp #geist vc: *slapping remys shoulder* this guy right here? i wanna play uno with this bastard okay

[hittcr-a]

@cardshcrp​

                  “hey. you busy?” eliot came in person instead of simply texting. only because he’s missed remy quite a bit and it’s nice to see him in the flesh. “we’re down a thief...” that isn’t the only reason he’s come, though. of course it isn’t. it’s just the excuse he’s used and is the thing he’s telling himself is the reason he’s here and not some sentimental ‘i missed you’ bullshit.

#cardshcrp #>> : we provide... leverage // main verse : << #do a job with him remy pls. #he love u.

[dvarapala]

remy vc: no udyati actually the boys are NOT good enough for you it is simply FACTS

udyati vc: okay, so, no boys. but what about girls? and nonbinary people? who is actually good enough for me @cardshcrp? 

#cardshcrp #answered. #//dshusui do i tag this as crack? xD

[earthtrembled]

@cardshcrp planned starter

Of course the first person he texts is Remy, he isnt a fool. He knows who the president Cat Man of the mutant world is and it isnt Sabertooth (cuz fuck that guy for giving him the huge ass scar over his stomach that almost killed him at 16). Nope Remy LeBeau was good at socializing, fraternizing,creative demolition, and yes-cat care.

[Text: Remy] Someone left kittens in my apartment. IDK shit about cats

Rictor hits send on his SOS text message and falls dramatically back on his couch. A tiny chorus of mews follows his loud groan of despair. " I'm not cut out to be a father!"

Five minutes and a clumsy trip to the kitchen later reveals another problem: they were climbing his pants and screaming for food. Of which he had NONE that was cat safe. Milk ? Cats like milk, right? Hes seen it in movies so he gives them a splash of his last bit of milk hoping for peace. It buys him some time.

[Text:Remy] why won't they shut up???what do I even FEED them??

[Text:Remy] was this you? Or do I need to call Tabby or Jubes?

#cardshcrp #dont feed kittens milk folks its not gooood

[badmusesarch]

@cardshcrp​ asked:  ‘ wakey, wakey, eggs and bakey, asshole. ’ (gotta do it to em) meme

🦴 -- Marrow glared from the med bay bed, eyes open now that Gambit cheerfully walked in and clamored his words. They let out a muffled, “who yer callin’ asshole,” and they grumpily crossed their arms over their chest. Turned out, their healing factor had limits and they met them the previous day when they caught some explosives to save the people they cared about. So they were condemned to bed rest until the doc said they could leave. They huffed. “Yer better be bringin’ coffee or yer a dead man.” 

#cardshcrp #ask: marrow #look marrow doesn't like to be bedridden and they will make everyone suffer for it

[killypool]

cardshcrp replied to your post: don’t make me attempt to draw it because you know...

im inordinately worried watching two of my shitposting pals on the dash -

don’t be afraid i’ve only created a gravestone with a bouquet of ejactulating penises so far

#cardshcrp #( 🦄 ) how do you make sure adblock blocks my posts. ( *OOC )