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    âI say tâdayâ why bother witâ class at all? How âbout you join me on a lovely day a skippinâ, homme?â
      âWhere would we be skipping to if not class? Why would we skip at all and not just walk?â
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    âI say tâdayâ why bother witâ class at all? How âbout you join me on a lovely day a skippinâ, homme?â
      âWhere would we be skipping to if not class? Why would we skip at all and not just walk?â
Action meme || Physical meme
*Pokes you*
*Punches you*
*Plays with your hair*
*Tickles you*
*Licks you*
*Shoves you*
*Flicks you*
*Pulls your hair*
*Strokes your face*
*Slaps your ass*
*Cups your cheek*
*Massages shoulders*
*Bites you*
*Caresses you*
*Unbuttons your shirt*
*Unbuttons your trousers*
*Slaps your face*
*Hugs you*
*Pushes you against a wall*
*Pulls you into bed*
*Pulls you into my lap*
*Pinches cheeks*
*Picks you up*
*Slips hand up your shirt*
*Slips hand down your trousers*
@magentamutant continued from x.
   With the other boys hand firmly on his forehead there was nothing Bucky could do but flail at him. Grunting and cursing the mutant for all he was worth as metal fingers desperately groped for the cigarette, the younger drew his hand back ready to sock the Cajun in the jaw.
   And so he did. Eyes flying open wide as he stumbled back and fell into the mud theyâd been slipping around in.
   Mouth hanging open, he blinked, reaching up to press fingers to where Remys lips had just been. His face was bright red.
âLetâs keep going.â
      âAre you sure you can?â
Anyway hereâs Creep by Radiohead.
âIts gonna be so rough telling Bucky Kurt Cobain died in ten yearsâ
Headcanon: Jason was the tiniest Robin but grew into the biggest batkid. Like Clifford the Big Red Dog. Except instead of Emily Elizabethâs love, he grew so much thanks to the power of rage. Also Alfred made him eat his vegetables.
Send âI want to hurt youâ for my museâs reponse
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YET ANOTHER KISSING MEME
Send kissed! and my character will react to receiving this type of kiss from yours⊠(some NSFW apply!)
#1-65
(opposite of this meme)
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Jasonâs eyes follow Zimaâs finger, glancing at the destination. Heâd purposely designed this type of map to be as convoluted as possible, so people like Zima couldnât crack it quickly. âUh-huh. Well, you found the right guy. What do you want the address for?â The Winter Soldier, former or not, is an unknown variable to have floating around Gotham, and Jason knows a lot of innocent, disenfranchised people live in the area Zima is interested in. He wonât give him the address if heâs going to put them in danger.
     âMy mission, my personal mission, is there.â
   There was no point in lying about his plans. He knew perfectly well the type of variables the man he was hunting would surround himself with. He was a coward, hiding in a flock of sheep. A wolf with no more teeth to rot out of its head. Harmless.
     "He is one of many who participated in human trafficking during world war two, and from what Iâve collected he continues to dabble as a senior organizer for many foundations shipping between the Americas and Europe.â
   He leaned back on his heels, hands finding their way into his pockets. A very human gesture as he rocked from ball and back all the while watching the man before him. Not studying as he had been before, simply looking at him.
      âDoes your helmet have a cooling system?â
        It seems like itâd be hot inside.
           Claustrophobic even.
   Reaching up without thinking Zima ran a hand down the side of his own face, a bit too relieved when he found skin instead of the familiar muzzle.
My muse is sick, and wonât admit it. Send âYou need to rest.â for their reaction.
Reblog if you have this:
âŠand are willing to share it with people that want to get to know you
My body has always been               a question mark,      never quite knowing what it means           to be alive.
Darshana Suresh, â[Unsure],âHowling at the Moon (via lifeinpoetry)
Steve was waiting in the car with Sam, after giving him a brief rundown of what happened in the building. He hadnât given too much detail, just what he had gotten from the boy. As he waited, he looked over and noticed him in the shadow of the building. He told Sam, âIâll be right back,â before climbing out. He moved a little closer to the boy, and asked, âAre you alright?â He gave him space, but also came close enough that he was within reach. âDo you need something?â He waited patiently, not wanting to push him to do anything
Originally posted by welcomethenewage
   He reached out, yet withdrew his hand before even a sliver of light could make contact with his skin.
   Gaze turning from Steve to the car (and the figure within he could see watching them) then up to the rooftops high above them. It was too bright, too easy to line up a shot. Someone was there, they had to be. Waiting for him to move into position and splatter his head all over the Captain and surrounding pavement.
   He couldnât take that step. Heâd only ventured out of his haven twice in the dead of night when the surrounding town slept. They would see him in this much light, he would be exposed.
   Gripping the bag in hand he pulled it close, crinkling the plastic in hand in the same way a very young child may a blanket. It was all he had. The only thing in this world that was HIS weighed down by the Snickers bars inside. It was his only comfort even as Captain America stood before him. They could shoot him too...they could kill-
   His hand shot out, grabbing Steves wrist with surprising strength and pulling him toward the darkness.
      âTheyâll- you need to stay in cover. Itâs a risk.â
Post-trauma sentence meme (angst)
Send one to my muse for their reaction
âOh my God. Can you hear me?â
âBreathe. Come on⊠breathe, pleaseâŠâ
âWhat did they do to you?â
âD-Did you see what they did to me?â
âIt didnât hurt this much at firstâŠâ
âHow long has that been bleeding?â
âItâs okay. Youâre going to be okay.â
âI thought they were going to kill meâŠâ
âI thought Iâd never get out of there.â
âOh, thank God youâre okay!â
âCan you tell me what happened?â
âShh⊠Shh, Iâm here⊠Itâs okay, itâs overâŠâ