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marvellousgifs · 1 year
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Jessica Jones and Trish Walker in JESSICA JONES (2019) | 3.07 - AKA The Double Half-Wappinger
Are you still a hero if nobody thinks you are? Like I give a shit what other people think.
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darkslayers-bride · 7 months
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Hi Luci! I have 4, 6, 7, 9, and 20 for the ask game!
Also I hope you have a good day/night! 🩷🩷🩷
Hiya!!, thank you Cae!! <333
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4. How do they act when they’re sick, and does it change depending on who they’re around or how sick they are?
Cynthia generally just pushes past it for the most part, not much changes, she’s a doctor and a mother, she feels she doesn’t have time to be sick and laying around. If it’s bad then someone will have to pretty much force her take a break, otherwise she’ll just suffer in silence.
Pauline is mostly the same, but she’s noticeably more irritable and a bit snappy. The MSF guys have learned to give her space if she isn’t feeling well.
6. How did you choose your OC’s name?
Picked Cynthia on a whim mostly, I thought it would just be a placeholder, but it ended up fitting so well, i feel like it fits nicely next to the canon character’s names and doesn’t stand out too much, plus!, it has associations with the moon!. :D
(For example, Trish, Lady(Mary) Patty, Lucia, & Eva. Are all canon DMC char names)
As for Pauline, I believe I heard the name Pauline in reference to the woman in the first Mario games?, I thought it was pretty and that it would fit in well with the time Peace walker takes place (1974).
7. Lots of people don’t have a favorite food when put on the spot, but what’s a food or drink that your OC would never turn down if someone offered it to them?
Cynthia will never turn down coffee and most teas, also most fruity tasting things.
Pauline I think she would accept almost any food offered to her if she’s hungry.
9. How do they fare in cold or hot climates, and which do they prefer?
Cynthia much prefers the cold to hot, but is quite used to both as Fortuna gets both pretty bad. Uses the cold as an excuse to snuggle up to Vergil more.
Pauline is used to both as well since she has to travel all over the world for work, but she likes warmer places to cold.
20. What kind of clothing do they feel most comfortable in? What kind of clothing do they wear most often?
Cynthia when not working is probably in some form of sweater & pants/skirt.
Pauline usually just wears her MSF uniform, but mostly unbuttoned showing her tank top underneath, to let the girls breath lmfao-
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Again, Tysm Cae!, hope you have a good day as well!.
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theirmadness · 2 months
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Raphael, Dean Winchester, Spencer Reid, and Jessica Jones?
meme status: accepting. meme source: top 3 ships.
starting off HARD. imma use some fcs here too cuz.
raphael x olivia cooke fc
raphael x crowley ( good omens mostly )
raphael x aziraphale
+ BONUS
raphael x anathema
raphael x rowena
we did the dean-y boy here BUT i am adding a few!
dean x natasha romanoff
dean x wanda maximoff
dean x jessica jones
now, spence-y is such a quiet muse but like i love him.
spencer x jj and hotch
spencer x hermione granger
spencer x sherlock holmes
and lastly...
jessica x trish walker
jessica x tony stark
jessica x butcher and queen maeve
+ BONUS
jessica x matt murdock
jessica x bucky barnes
jessica x natasha romanoff
it's important to note all of these are like canons and crossovers but if i was gonna add oc fcs combinations this would be WAY too long LMAO. honestly if u wanna ship with me THROW UR CHARS @ ME bc even tho i have my fave ships i can rock with just about anything with all y'all amazing writers.
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beginagaininspo · 4 years
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It is love… Support, salvation, transformation, life: this is what women give to one another when they are true friends, soul friends. — Emily Rapp
@maidenxfmight @theloisjlane @jeangrcysummers @rxdqueens @ofcosmicwonder @akahellcatwalker @goddamndumbass @heartheblackdamncanary @ofhelenabertinelli @calloracle @jenhulkwalters @sparklingdumbass @demiwxnder @ofromcnovas @agenthamburger
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wcrldonfire · 4 years
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@akahellcatwalker​
He’d heard about her, from multiple sources, from TV presenters commenting on her life decisions to newspaper reports talking in factual, emotionless language about what she had been accused, convicted and punished for. He’d read the death notice, listened to Jessica speak about her in ways she never spoke about anyone else, and over the past few months he’d heard her first hand, too, heard her heart beat on the other side of the door and her footsteps in the hallway, going halfway before turning back.
This time, she made the full journey. She probably wasn’t expecting to enter her sister’s apartment and find Matt sitting in the middle of a rug, but he doubted she would be too surprised by anything these days. “Jessica?” he asked, lifting his head at the sound of footsteps. He waited a moment, tilting as he listened to the shifting sounds, and then made a face as if the realisation had hit him. “Not Jessica,” he corrected. “I’m guessing you’re Trish. I’m Matt – and I’m meditating, if you’d like to join. I hear it’s supposed to calm the mind, so … I must be doing it wrong.”
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ironiccrus · 5 years
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@akatrishtalks​
Before she was married, Natasha never really thought about kids. It always seemed like a cliche dream to have, and her relationships were never the kind that promised to last a lifetime. The last thing she wanted was to bring a child into a world like she grew up in – but that didn’t mean she wasn’t good with them, because she was. She could pick up on a kid’s presence a mile away, even before FRIDAY informed her through the armor that there was a little girl on the street a couple feet below that didn’t seem to have anyone with her.
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Natasha landed gently in front of her, slightly marvelling at the fact that, despite the jaw drop, the kid didn’t really react in the slightest to Iron Woman appearing in the flesh. Natasha retracted the mask, stepping out of the suit, and knelt down in front of the girl. “Hey there,” she said with a grin. “What’s a girl like you doing in a place like this? You’ve gotta have someone worrying about you, little miss. Where’s your mom? Dad?”
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allmybattleships · 6 years
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- k.s.
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jessicajonesrp · 4 years
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Up in ashes
The night out didn’t last much longer after Phillip left. Trish soon after also made some sort of comment about needing to head home, gave Luke and Jessica hugs good bye, and departed. Jessica was persuaded to close out her tab a while later and to go home with Luke without too much protest. In fact, she was in a pretty good mood as she and Luke made their way back to their place. Now that she was somewhat drunk and had managed to finally engineer her brother and sister meeting, in her mind, they must now both surely see and understand how important they both are to her. Surely, since Jessica loves them both so fiercely, they must like each other too, now that they had met.
At least, in drunk mindset, and without the benefits of being able to look back on the night with a sober mind, Jessica is pretty convinced of this. Maybe more because she wants to be than because there’s any evidence to support it.
She sleeps in the next day and as she has shut off the sound of her phone, missed the several calls and texts she received from Trish until she had already showered, had coffee, and dressed for the day. Seeing the growing level of anxiety in Trish’s demands for her to call her, she called her back, somewhat amused.
“I’m alive, don’t you think Luke would probably let you know if I somehow had managed to die in between last night and tonight? What is the problem, you literally saw me like ten hours ago.”
“Some people actually are awake in the morning, and plugged into the world enough to know local current events,” Trish informed her, the relief in her voice not masking her anxiety. “The building your old office is in was evacuated late last night because of a fire, Jess. No fatalities reported, just some hospitalizations for smoke inhalation, but still, I was worried. You were talking about going to get stuff from there last night, for all I know, you and Luke both went and wound up in the hospital!”
“Well, you could have called and asked,” Jessica said absently, but she’s gone still, her mind whirring. Another fucking fire, and it just happened to be her office building? What the hell was going on?
“I did,” Trish said emphatically. “I asked if Jessica Jones and Luke Cage had been admitted, and I told them I was Trish Walker, and all I got was a lecture about patient privacy and how pretending to be a celebrity wouldn’t get any rules broken. I almost came to your doorstep.”
“Well, I’m glad you didn’t because my head is killing me, even if smoke didn’t,” Jessica muttered. “I’m fine, Trish. I’ll talk to you later.”
“Okay, but be careful, Jess. I have to say it even though I know you won’t listen. I love you.”
“Yeah,” Jessica said vaguely, avoiding repeating the words. Even as she hung up and grabbed one of her jackets, shoving her arms in her sleeves, her thoughts were going in a thousand directions. It didn’t seem possible that this was just a coincidence, but maybe it was. Her building didn’t exactly have a great reputation, as Luke had pointed out. Plenty of people residing in it smoked, accidental fires from cigarettes against furniture or an oven mitt dropping on a stove could happen. Somehow, though, the dread in her chest made her doubt this.
It seemed to take far too long for her to get to the building by subway, especially with her head throbbing. She kept her head down and her body language as standoffish as possible as she walked with hurried steps towards the building, which she could see was not roped off by police tape or anything of that nature. It all looked fairly intact to her, no visible damage that she could see. Was it possible that Trish was wrong?
As she went inside the ground floor, where the landlord’s office was and tenants went to pay rent, report complaints, and deal with other apartment-related issues, she immediately could smell the lingering smoke and realized that Trish had not been wrong. Not bothering with small talk, she went straight up to the landlord and asked him pointedly, “What happened last night, where was the fire?”
He raised his eyebrows, taken aback. “Would have thought you’d have those answers, seeing as it was your apartment it happened in. Figured you took off, you being like you are. You telling me you weren’t there? Well whoever caused the fire, or however it happened, they better be damn glad no one got killed, and that someone called it in before the damage got past your rooms. You’re gonna have to find another place though, Jones, that one’s not exactly livable anymore. And don’t even think of gipping me off this month’s rent, and you can forget getting any deposit back either.”
Jessica was barely listening. She was already bolting towards the staircase, barely able to take in the man’s words. By the time she reached her floor and saw the badly blackened door of apartment and almost choked on the much thicker smell of smoke still lingering in the air, she had to recognize that he had not been screwing around in what he told her. Somehow, without her being there any time recently, and with no one but herself and the landlord having a key, her apartment had managed to catch fire.
Clinching her jaw, lifting her scarf over her nose to block out the smell, Jessica kicked the door in, immediately noticing that the man had not exaggerated when he said the apartment was not longer inhabitable. The walls, floors, and furniture were charred as though exposed to a brief but very intense heat, some of her belongings in ashes or melted chunks on the singed floor. Jessica’s stomach flipped as she saw that the damage included the laptop containing the vast majority of her work on her current case, as well as the video footage from the garage- now completely unable to be viewed.
In all the building, twelve floors total, how could it be that only her apartment was affected- with no one inside to start the flames? Just who or what the hell was it they were dealing with?
 
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itsnotpatsy · 5 years
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@grcndel (x)
trish walker and hellcat do not like bigby wolf. they both find him somewhat brutish, and they both know gren doesn’t like him, either, though neither know exactly what’s the story about it. does trish occasionally think of herself and her hero self as different entities? yes, maybe she does. it’s sort of habit. but the lingering scent of the sheriff is heavy in her nose, stuck to the stool, smells like dog to cat.
she doesn’t love it. and she’s protective of gren. because he can be kind, and very thoughtful, and maybe a little gruff, and maybe he’s done his share of shit, too, but so has she.
she is not here to judge. never will be.
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“long night. saved a whole family from an apartment fire-- four kids and their parents. i’d feel a little better if not for the smoke inhalation, but they’re safe and sound and i handled apartment insurance and got them set up in an air bnb for the next month until the place is repaired back to standard and declared livable.”
her suit’s a little charred, and her hands are roughened a slight pink, and she looks winded, that much is true, but satisfied. happy, even. warm. pun unintended. she’s doing what she wants to do. she’s helping people. and that means everything to her.
it makes her ecstatic. she gets to go home and some nights she slides into bed with daph and when she wakes up they get to talk about what happened and what her night was like. she feels good. she feels like she’s finally doing something worthwhile.
“did the sheriff give you any trouble?”
because she will fight him.
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beginagaininspo · 4 years
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“Chess is rarely a game of ideal moves. Almost always, a player faces a series of difficult consequences whichever move he makes.” – David Shenk
@wcrldonfire @goddamnjessicajones @immortalweapon @dragonsdefender @akahellcatwalker
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beginagaininspo · 4 years
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BEGIN AGAIN + TEXT POSTS (PT 13)
feat: @goldenavcnger @akahellcatwalker @deadjacuzziarchived @magicdumbass @aethercal @foannatazarataz
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beginagaininspo · 4 years
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I'll stop the whole world, I'll stop the whole world From turning into a monster and eating us alive
-- Monster, Paramore
@akahellcatwalker @goddamnjessicajones
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ironiccrus · 5 years
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[ 📱 — sms ] i thought you didn’t want to talk to me. || for @akatrishtalks 
(✉ → the better half): i never said that (✉ → the better half): i /always/ want to talk to you, trish (✉ → the better half): the lone gunslinger act is easy, i get it. believe me, i get it. but fisk /killed/ you, and he almost did it again (✉ → the better half): please, even if it’s just a text to say you’re not in a box again, keep in touch
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ironiccrus · 5 years
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@akatrishtalks
(✉️ ➡️ the better half): UNSENT i'm out tonight - i've been out for a few nights, actually - and it just reminds me of what we used to tbe like, oyu knowt? god, i was suo angry back lthen. still am. dad died and the last tghni he told me waks how cmuh of xa disappointment i was. how igf i ever wanted to make somihteng of myself, i needed to get sober. yuo were at the funeral. that's really the qonly thing mi rermember of hit, besides jarvis crying. it was terrib.el they didn't mention mom at a.ll k (✉️ ➡️ the better half): UNSENT what am i d?niog i cjust mkeep ltexting. ti hshould call pepper, qbut wi won't. hse keeps thinking i'm dead. maybe it would bae better iaf i wvas. i keep disappointing her. same mistakes, over and over. you died, and we hand't spoken for months. hyou DIED. i knoow what you're in for when i go. it reallhy suckbs. di'm sorry, t. i'm really gfucking sorry. (✉️ ➡️ the better half): UNSENT i just want you hee.r a lot. i don't even know wh.y
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(✉️ ➡️ the better half): fun question for you -- my phone says my long and dramatic monologue to you last night didn’t send, so i guess i’m just checking up on how much i embarrassed myself in the case that it’s lying to me.
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beginagaingossip · 4 years
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What'd you think of Hellcat's Magneto radio show?
I say that girl’s got some serious cojones on her, doesn’t she? I can respect that. Most people would freak out at the idea of getting the Master of Magnetism into the same room. The specific subset of people I know would be thrilled about it in a very different sense. She managed to keep her nerve and her cool, and that’s really something.
The two of them together really brought about some waves, didn’t it? You know me. I’m a lover of order, patterns, clear predictable lines of reasoning – but there comes a time when that just gets so boring. You need a little chaos. Hellcat and Magneto definitely brought that to the table.
I can’t wait to see what Secretary Ross does, besides go red in the face. Did you see him on TV? He looks permanently pissed off now. Pretty sure we’ll end up with a skinned kitty cat in the near future. Sorry Mags. You just keep losing friends, huh? Must be something in the blood.
— I Always Hit The Mark, Benjamin ‘Dex’ Poindexter, Bullseye
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@akahellcatwalker @master-of-magnetism
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beginagaingossip · 4 years
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so what's up with trish walker? did going to hell straighten her out -- or make her worse?
Ah, Patricia. She really is something else, isn’t she? Right off the bat, I’m gonna get something straight with you – there’s nothing worse about the way she is now. Everything she’s done, as far as I’m concerned, she’s done because it needed to be done. A little blood on your hands every now and again is necessary. I personally applaud her for the decisions she’s made. Stabbing your own sister is cold-blooded betrayal, maybe … but I wish I could’ve been there to see her while she did it.
I gotta say, there’s something uniquely satisfying about someone finding their own way to do things. I spent years killing people with guns, you know, but putting a stapler through someone’s eye … it’s really just that much more thrilling. I get where you’re coming from, Kitty Cat. (Come on, did anyone doubt it was Walker doing the radio show? Maybe I’ve spent too much time listening to her voice.) Why use a knife when you’ve got claws?
I’ve just got one question for you – do you think if I got her my number, I could be her next bad decision? Imagine the things we could do, sweetheart. You need someone who’ll set you free, not hold you back, and that’s all your sister’s ever done, believe me.
— I Always Hit The Mark, Benjamin ‘Dex’ Poindexter, Bullseye
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@akahellcatwalker @goddamnjessicajones
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