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⋆ ⋆ ❀ ⋆ ⋆ indie fandomless speedster - kanari kazehaya aka accenonyx - rp, tracking ‘accenonyx’, marvel and dc compatible. mutuals only, personal blogs blocked on sight (send me an ask if you rp through a sideblog), mun is tj (she/her). stats / rules / headcanons / memes / npcs / pinterest
it’s almost kanari’s birthday (sep 3rd). i have made. no plans.
it’s almost kanari’s birthday (sep 3rd). i have made. no plans.
"Gettin' by ain't bad." She nods her head, letting it hang against her rocky shoulder. Not that it was ever a problem for Dae. Getting by. She'd always been a favored child, in a favored family, sweltering in the heat and warmth of privilege and wealth. Yet still, even when gifted with the rewards the lottery of life had granted her.
She wasn't satisfied.
She wanted it all. Every fucking thing the light touches.
"Ain't it better to be livin' luxury? Fast girl like you could make a lotta money doin' more than spinnin' bottles for drunk assholes. Especially when they can't appreciate all the effort anyway." And if they could they probably weren't worth the time or breath. At least not in her mind, but in all fairness she had better things to deal with.
"No. No you probably don't." Amused is the little bark, as she polishes off another glass, without even flinching or thinking about it. "We can just pretend like I run a delivery business, and I tip good. An' I ain't gonna hurt ya, or make a mess'a this fine establishment."
another short shrug. casual despite the situation. ❝ could be worse. ❞ had been worse. when she'd blown into town with nothing to her name, not even money or shoes or a place to stay. she'd been lucky to be helped, to get this job at all and be able to pay for her small apartment. maybe she still didn't have any real friends and she was keeping a hefty secret, but it could certainly be worse.
a quiet laugh escapes her. luxury. she'd never known it. her life had been simple, until it wasn't and now she was nowhere close to actual luxury. ❝ i wouldn't even know where to start doing something else. or what i'd do. ❞ maybe she was little more than a juggling clown, to be looked at while working and then be unappreciated when not performing.
the initial reply does little to relax her; as they continue, she starts to settle more though. ❝ extra tips and no damage to my boss' place? sounds good enough to me. ❞ good enough to keep her mouth shut too. she didn't need to be getting any more into this whole situation than she already was. ❝ hope your 'associates' can make the same promises. ❞
It almost made him feel a little bad about how eager she was now. The way she leaned up to kiss him again. He knows Wanda would have judged him for this. He was basically manipulating the girl into doing something he wanted. The first kiss made sense and did what they needed it to do. Any other ones after that one was just him being selfish.
He was trying to be better. He was trying to leave those sorts of actions behind him. He wanted to be a better person. But he could rationalize this. What if the guy came back? What if someone else was going to hit on her?
Those were the things he could tell himself. And then let things snowball out of control. And then use and manipulate her. He cared about Kanari. More so than just as his student. But that didn't give him an excuse to do this.
"He's gone, Kanari," he said softly, his hand pulling away from her face now, feeling a little better but worse at the same time. "There's no reason to kiss again." A pause as he looked into her eyes with a heavy sigh before moving back. No reason unless she wanted to. "Unless we want something more."
she's paused, waiting. her gaze flickers over his face, taking in his expression. she's ... not sure what to make of it. there's a shift of it as he seems to be thinking. her head tilts slightly, confused.
her own mind starts to race. this hadn't been the plan after all.
was she coming off too obvious? or maybe desperate? had she made him uncomfortable? even he'd been the one to suggest it? geez, she had really leaned into him, hadn't she? so much for this being casual, just a little bit of help from him.
his hand slips off her cheek. 'no reason to kiss again'. she blinks, dropping back to flat feet. her gaze turns back to the bar, remembering where they were. the customer is gone. which she should be thankful for.
so why was she disappointed?
❝ oh. that's ... good then. ❞ her hands pull up off the bar, taking a short step back herself, putting a comfortable enough distance between them. a friendly distance. because that's what they were. friends. kind of. teacher and student. he'd just been helpin- ❝ something more? ❞
oh you hate me? you see my big beautiful sad brown eyes and you’re gonna hate me?
don’t reblog this and add your eye color this is specifically for brown eyes ONLY
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While it seemingly was getting more common, it still was out of the ordinary to meet someone else with powers. Some people - like Katrina - got them somehow. Some people were born with them. It wasn’t always an easy topic to talk about, but Katrina was curious.
“So, how long have you had your abilities?” she asks, figuring that’s a slightly less intrusive way to ask the question. Plus, it would help her get a gauge on just how much experience the other had.
kanari doesn't like to think about it. all these powered people. it's getting harder to hide her own with them getting so common. little things that she did that most people would have usually looked over now get a bit more attention. she's waiting for the other shoe to drop, for the 'aha! got you!', the discovery of her best-kept secret by some stranger. she fears it.
the question makes her shift, uncomfortable. ❝ four years. ❞ she thinks about her cousin, thinks about how her powers should have shown up back then, just like his had. is it horrible for her to be so jealous of him? after everything he'd been through? still, she should be going on a decade, not four horrid years teeming with nightmares and struggling with control and all the loneliness. ❝ what about you? ❞
How beautiful it was, watching a professional work. Even if mixology was an art entirely lost upon her, there was something about watching a person so intent, focused, passionate about what they did. Even more so when it became a thrill even to watch. Cinderblock would laugh at the final twirls if the act of delight couldn't have been so easily misconstrued as mockery in this massive rocky form. Stones anchor and contort at her masked features, crawling to something observable as a grin.
Delicate is it taken in hand, wrong twist and the glass was shards, and she'd have made a mess of such a well maintained counter. Knocking it back, her eyes widen with a brief delight. There it was, almost a tingle at the end of her fingers. Nothing more, but it was more than most drinks seemed to inspire.
"Not bad-- Not bad at all." Wiping her craggly chin, she sets the empty glass back down. "You like this job then?"
it's all well practiced. she'd always been a quick study, she'd impressed her boss and jesse when she'd first arrived. maybe it's cheating, using her powers in such a way. with her enhanced reflexes, her speed, she could really make a show of it. any fumble she can cover up with ease, faster than the human eye could see.
the other smiles, or rather, something like it. it's like a curve carved in stone, which kanari supposes it is. she doesn't want to stare so she only allows herself quick peeks, she's curious. are they a being, purely stone? or this a form? an outfit? it'd be certainly rude to ask, so she doesn't. this seems like the kind of person she doesn't want to be on the bad side of.
at the question, she shrugs lightly. ❝ it's not too bad, pays well enough to get buy, ❞ she replies, lifting the whiskey bottle to fill the glass again. in truth, it's a scrape-by job where she can just barely manage to pay her rent on a bad week. ❝ do i ... want to know what your work is? ❞
"Anytime." The words just came out. He just meant he would help her anytime. Just that. Not that he would kiss her again. It would be wrong. It would have been wrong to kiss her again. She was his student. They didn't have that sort of relationship.
Sure, she was very cute. Sure she was another speedster. Sure, he actually wanted to do it again. He was sure of all of those things.
But he wasn't sure of what would happen. She had to know anything between them wouldn't be right. That whatever was between them needed to stay where it was. It would be too messy otherwise.
The temptation was just so strong. "He's still staring at you." He held her face to keep her attention on Pietro and not the fact the creep had already left. "I think we need to do it again." Such a bad idea. He shouldn't encourage any of this. He had helped out, and he needed to leave it at that.
she just laughs. an awkward small sound that bursts passed her lips before she can stop it. what other reaction could she have? this entire situation had gone completely different than what she'd expected.
what had she expected? well, that she didn't even know, but she hadn't expected this.
not that she's complaining. pietro isn't unattractive. if there's a hypothetical list she had of people she didn't want to kiss, he surely wasn't on it. it's inappropriate though, isn't it? he's a teacher to her. she shouldn't be thinking about him in such a way in the first place. yet ... she is.
his hand is still on her face. she wonders if he can feel how hot her skin is with the pink flush breaking out across her face. ❝ o-oh? ❞ she can't see the guy, not with pietro holding her cheek. do it again? well ... why not? it's just a kiss, right? he's just helping, right? she stands a little taller on her toes, plants her hands on the bar to keep them from vibrating again. ❝ okay. ❞
𝑆𝑃𝐸𝐿𝐿 𝑂𝑈𝑇 𝑌𝑂𝑈𝑅 𝑈𝑅𝐿 𝑊𝐼𝑇𝐻 𝑆𝑂𝑁𝐺 𝑇𝐼𝑇𝐿𝐸𝑆 - 𝑇𝐻𝐸𝑁 𝑇𝐴𝐺 𝐴𝑆 𝑀𝐴𝑁𝑌 𝑃𝐸𝑂𝑃𝐿𝐸 𝐴𝑆 𝑇𝐻𝐸𝑅𝐸 𝐴𝑅𝐸 𝐿𝐸𝑇𝑇𝐸𝑅𝑆 𝐼𝑁 𝑇𝐻𝐸 𝑈𝑅𝐿 :
A - are you bored yet, wallows C - call your mom, noah kahan C - community gardens, the scary jokes E - eat your young, hozier N - never love an anchor, the crane wives O - off with her head, icon for hire N - nervous, lola blanc Y - you'd never know, blu eyes X - xs, rina sawayama
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sorry i haven’t done any replies, i’m sick and work has been taking up all my energy 😞
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𝐃𝐎𝐎𝐌 𝐏𝐀𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐋 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 !! SEASON ONE, EPISODE ONE: PILOT
❝ repeat after me, please. ❞ ❝ the mind is the limit. ❞ ❝ mmm. smells like hero to me. ❞ ❝ little snug in here. ❞ ❝ i don’t know what happened to us. ❞ ❝ i’m going to be better. ❞ ❝ would you please nod your head if you can understand me? ❞ ❝ everything before the " but " is baloney. ❞ ❝ i promise you, we’re close. ❞ ❝ i’m not dead. ❞ ❝ i’ll always tell you the truth. ❞ ❝ it’s been seven years. ❞ ❝ you’ll start feeling like yourself soon enough. ❞ ❝ hold on, there’s something up here. ❞ ❝ but you know, there’s always tomorrow. ❞ ❝ sometimes it helps to picture a place you’d like to go. ❞ ❝ that means your memories are coming back. ❞ ❝ you’ll scream bloody murder. ❞ ❝ but they deserve to know. ❞ ❝ i think you’re ready to listen to this. ❞ ❝ i don’t know what happened to us. ❞ ❝ i don’t know if you even care how sorry I am. ❞ ❝ i’m afraid you were the only survivor. ❞ ❝ no matter how hard i hit, where i hit, what i hit, i can’t feel pain. ❞ ❝ your handwriting is an abomination. ❞ ❝ this one’s kind of an asshole. ❞ ❝ come on. show me what you got. ❞ ❝ i bet it gets real wild in there. ❞ ❝ anyone ever tell you to shut your fucking hole? ❞ ❝ do you remember what it felt like? ❞ ❝ sometimes i try to remember. ❞ ❝ i won’t be gone long. ❞ ❝ i’ll be back in a few days. ❞ ❝ this is your most reckless scheme yet. ❞ ❝ there’s a whole world out there waiting to be seen. ❞ ❝ i won’t be played. ❞ ❝ don’t wait up. ❞ ❝ i honestly don’t give a fuck. ❞ ❝ sure you don’t want any dessert? ❞ ❝ get a grip on yourself. ❞ ❝ no, we’re not doing that! ❞ ❝ i wanna go home. ❞ ❝ i warned you not to leave. ❞ ❝ you have no idea what you’ve done. ❞ ❝ you really think we’re in danger? ❞ ❝ that’s what you really, really think? ❞ ❝ this is bullshit. ❞ ❝ i was trying to protect you. ❞ ❝ you robbed me of that chance. ❞ ❝ i’m a monster. ❞ ❝ i assure you, there are many monsters in this world, and none of them, not a one, is you. ❞ ❝ i’ve tried so hard to shield you. ❞ ❝ we protect them from these so-called enemies. ❞ ❝ but we’d be doomed. ❞ ❝ okay, except i vote we turn around. ❞ ❝ this is wrong. ❞ ❝ don’t you dare hurt them. ❞ ❝ i think we’re gonna do something different this time. ❞
The buzz was quiet and wouldn't have clicked if he didn't know that sound. It was a familiar one, he had used it plenty of times before with different sexual partners over the years. But it made him wonder what it was like to be touched by the vibration.
Not that their kiss was going to turn into anything more than keeping a creep off her back and from hitting on her when she clearly wasn't interested.
But that didn't mean he couldn't enjoy the moment. And with her leaning in and vibrating like she was, she was enjoying it as well.
A little added vibration of his own on her cheek hopefully showed how much he liked it before pulling away. She might feel like she had to hide her powers, but he was kinda famous for them. "Do you think he got the hint?" he asked in a hushed tone.
it's a familiar feeling, the vibrating buzz bolstered on by any overwhelming feeling. she can usually wring it out of her limbs, get rid of extra energy. now though, she's too distracted to do more than try to slow it and hide it. it's ... a little embarrassing, if she's honest. as if pietro needed more of a reason to think she couldn't control her powers.
she has to push up onto her toes to lean across the bar, to meet him halfway. it's an unfortunate complication of trying to kiss someone over a bar while being so short, especially with how she leans after him.
there's a vibration against the curve of her cheek and it makes her squeak quietly against his mouth before he's moving away from her. she's sure her face is flushed red. she hopes the shitty bar lights hide it. ❝ hmm? ❞ oh jeez, get it together, kazehaya. she shakes it off, swallows thickly, and wrings the buzzing out of her hands until they settle into a natural stillness. ❝ ah. yeah. i - i'm sure he gets it now. probably. thank you. ❞ wow. thanking him for a kiss. real smooth, dork.
To be entirely fair, SHIELD’s history had its own sketchy chapters. There were still things Katrina didn’t tell them, just in case. Some things, she wasn’t comfortable letting any organization know. She didn’t need to be stuck back in a lab being monitored for results.
“Sure, you can leave. And you won’t be tracked any more than you would be anyways, just monitoring to make sure you aren’t a threat.” As far as Katrina knew, at least. “I’d know, I’ve done it before. Left them, I mean.”
she's still frowning. had she always been so distrustful? or was it a new thing, a left over reaction after what she'd been through? who could blame her, if they knew?
❝ that's not exactly a comforting thought. just how much do you know about me anyway? ❞ it has to be asked. she has to know. what 'truth' does the woman know? what has she read? been told? kanari runs her fingers along the rim of the drink tray. ❝ and how did that work out for you? ❞
He shrugs as he leans back into the couch with her, "How many times do you think I've been knocked down? I've been killed before, and I'm still up and kicking." That wasn't the best example to use, magic was complicated and hard to explain sometimes. And he wasn't going to get into that.
The good news was that she did keep getting up. At least so far. And he wasn't very far away if she needed help up, he did say he would be there for it all. A promise he wasn't really sure he could keep, but he would try. "Life just sucks like that Kanari." It wasn't the best outlook to give her, but it was true.
He laughed lightly and shook his head, "No. That is the point of supervision. I also think you're lying." She didn't exactly do the best of hiding it. "I would never shoot at you. Just maybe...speed throw them at you. But we can start with things that won't kill you. Just...hurt a little."
her brows immediately crease in concern. ❝ what do you mean 'been killed before'? ❞ what the hell kind of stuff was pietro doing? did kanari even really want to know? maybe just know enough to know what to say the hell away from. jeez, there's a whole other reason she stays away from the whole 'hero' business, it's way too dangerous.
'life just sucks like that, kanari'. well, wasn't that just the way? he might as well have been speaking from her own mind, she's sure she's said the words to herself before. ❝ trust me, i'm well aware. ❞ having her powers forced into awakening, having her dna tampered with, the medical torture, the nightmares, the not being herself. was the her now really the same person from her girlhood?
she just pouts slightly. okay, so she'd never really been good at lying. it was a surprise she managed to keep her powers as hidden as she did. then again, she didn't talk to a lot of people and those she did talk to were drunks at the bar. ❝ is that really a good idea? ❞ somehow this seems like the injuries will be worse than just when she trips over.
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