and they would all smile at the beauty of destruction.

Usually we walk around constantly believing ourselves. "I'm okay" we say. "I'm alright". But sometimes the truth arrives on you and you can't get it off. That's when you realize that sometimes it isn't even an answer--it's a question. Even now, I wonder how much of my life is convinced.

[bcautifulvictory]

&. BENJAMIN PARKER

“ I…have so many questions. “ All of them are along the lines of WHAT the fuck, HOW the fuck, and WHY the fuck ( the WHEN will be tossed in once he realizes that it’s not 1991 anymore ) a hand comes up to rake through his hair as he attempts to stop the first person he sees, “ UH excuse me, do you happen to know where we are ?? “ 

“ a manor somewhere in upstate new york. “ sigyn sighs softly, and raises a soft eyebrow upwards, before her face melts into something softer and kinder and she approaches the younger boy. “do you need help ?? you might want to sit down before i tell you anymore.” she gives a warm smile and extends her hand like a peace offering. leaving the ordinary cruel words of her anger behind.

[bcautifulvictory]

&. MILES MORALES

“That’s a little…depressing. Usually people sugar coat that stuff ‘cause I’m just a kid.”

“ you’ll grow up one day, and i make it a policy of mine to not lie. ”

[bcautifulvictory]

&. ZATANNA ZATARA

Zatanna was reading over one of the flyers that’d been posted all over the manor when a woman’s voice caught her attention, a small smile curling her lips as the stranger tried to set up her question. “Believe it or not, around here, that’s the most common thing you’ll hear. Though if you didn’t come willingly, the answer is not so simple to find.” The smile faltered a little as the other mentioned where she’d been last, Zee’s eyebrows knitting together in curiosity. “Asgard? As in one of the nine realms of Norse religion?" 

“ i don’t do willing generally. ” her breath stopped, along with her heart, and she stared, as impassively as she could, to the other. she paused with her chin barely lifted upwards as she adjusted herself in her armor, and softly tugged at the hem of it with a careful look.

sigyn gave a barely there nodded at her question, and pushed back her shoulders in a point of pride. “ i’m sigyn freyjasdottir of asgard, formerly of vanaheim, and it’s not a religion. it’s my home. ” her tone was spiky, almost defensive, and then her face melted into one of concern. “ do you know how to get me home ?? ”

[bcautifulvictory]

&. JASON TODD

“can you believe someone drew on my helmet with a sharpie?” jason says, face contorting into a scowl as his eyes glide over the scarlet helmet. his finger rubs at the black streak that runs across the forehead and extends to the center of the back. “When I find out who did this I’m going to —“ he stops, his face falling into a calm smile. “have a nice chat with ‘em.”

“ no... but it’s rather amusing. ” sigyn passes her hand to her mouth with a smile, and pulls her hair back, softly tugging at it and braiding it quickly. she looked at the boy who still had murder in her eyes, and stiffled a laugh at the sight. “ oh, l should mention, i didn’t sharpie your helmet. i don’t even know what a sharpie is to be honest. “

[luvbait]

[bcautifulvictory]

&. ARTEMIS CROCK

Artemis hated the feeling of not knowing what was happening around her, and when she found herself alone in a strange house that was exactly what she felt like, her mind was running in every type of direction and coming up with worse possibilities one could possibly wonder about. Looking around trying to find anyone at all, the blonde attacked the first person she saw “Can you tell me where the fuck I am?”

“ new york city. or so they tell me. ” sigyn gave a smile that covered her face to the girl. she knew what it was like to be in that position, utterly and completely clueless. “ i’m sigyn freyjasdottir. it’s lovely to meet you. ” she laughs and a small smile tugs at the edge of her lips as she does so. she’s trying her best to be the kindest she can be, and it slides on like a second skin that was once her only skin. “ oh. and i do suppose you wish to know the year since i’m guessing your midgardian... it’s nineteen seventy three i think. ”

[bcautifulvictory]

&. WANDA MAXIMOFF

crimson wisps arose from the mutant’s fingertips as she sat cross-legged on the floor, her body beginning to levitate once her numerous thought patterns began to halt and she could reach some form of relaxation, for the time being. the mansion had been frantic since the kidnapping and wanda had to keep control of her powers, despite the distraught atmosphere. this, however, wasn’t going to be possible if people get barging into the room. “you do know how to knock, don’t you?”

“on my good days.” laughter trickled up her throat and she and her golden coloured magic, toyed with a ball in her hand as it floated, it was small magic. none that she’d ever learnt, she’d only ever been trained for battle magic and healing, but this still was comfortable. it helped to calm her mind as she wandered the mansion and tried to get used to this new world she’d never known before. not in all her years of living. “ sorry. i’m still.... i’m still trying to get used to this place... it... unnerves me ?? i’m just... i’m new. i’m from asgard originally. ”

[bcautifulvictory]

&. MAGDA

She couldn’t understand it, but something had drawn Magda to the mansion. Her memories were all jumbled, dancing between extreme loss and grief to pure joy and love, and she couldn’t understand what the mansion had to do with these emotions rising within her, but she knew that she wanted to find out. Through whisperings, she had heard that a man called Charles Xavier was the person to talk to about all these things, though she did not know what he looked like or where she could find him. Tapping a stranger on the shoulder, she smiled kindly before asking;

“Do you know where I could find Charles Xavier? I’m afraid I don’t know my way around here yet.” 

“ who ?? ” sigyn mouth curled into a soft frown on her face. a little bit too calm for a woman who had no idea who the owner of the house she was currently staying in was. she tilted her head and stared at the woman from her spot pearched on the stairs. “ i’m afraid i have yet to meet him. ” she closed her book and stood up, taking even paced steps toward the brunette. the past couple of days for her had been too long, and too short, she hadn’t slept either, and soon, she knew, she would feel the effects on herself as she tried to keep herself awake. she smiled and walked towards the other woman. “ sigyn freyjasdottir. ”

[bcautifulvictory]

&. WICCAN

THE WITCH LOOKS UP when the woman approaches him. “You’re probably better off asking Loki about those questions, but welcome to New York City.” He says with a smile to the stranger, although it’s no secret that Billy had a fascination with asgardians. “The year is 1973, and I’m sure we can make you a new sword. You’ll need it.”

sigyn stops and tilts her head, it’s a careful movement, and the healer turned warrior lifts her chin and narrows her eyes softly. “ do you mean to say that loki is here ?? ” she frowned and her hand almost went to her sword like it might help her out, and frowned when her hand grasped for open air. “ odins beard. ” she hissed before lifting up her chin. “ there are still blacksmiths on midgard ?? ”

[bcautifulvictory]

&. BOBBY DRAKE

“I REFUSE to sit around. We have to go after him.” Bobby says, usually a humorous tone to his words, but he doesn’t see the place for jokes right now. “We need to bring Charles home.”

“ you know the funny part about this ?? i don’t understand anything you’re talking about. “ sigyn sighs with a half smile. she folds her hands in her lap. “ i’m afraid i just arrived, and i’m none too familiar with anyone here. “

[bcautifulvictory]

&. HAWKGIRL

“ I’LL be honest, the best part of 1973 so far is the air quality. do you know how nice it is to fly around without choking on smog ?? also the lack of air traffic is nice. more flying, less dodging. ”

“ no. i know nothing at all about nineteen seventy three. ” sigyn gives her a dry look as she glances through the closet in the room that she’d been given. these clothes itched at her skin and made her feel uncomfortable in it. “ do you know where i could get clothes that don’t... choke ? ”

[henrijwinter]

Greek mythology moodboards: Persephone

“She who walks the floors of hell finds the key to the gates of her own heaven, buried there like a seed.”

[Moodboard requests are open and encouraged!]

[sanellydicarmens]

F. Scott Fitzgerald + Favorite Literature quotes.

[bcautifulvictory]

&. LOGAN HOWLETT

     ❛ – … Anyone got a light ? ❜

“ always. but i might burn your face off on accident. ”

[bcautifulvictory]

&. MARY JANE WATSON

the back of an empty cellphone hit her palm once, TWICE, three times before she tossed it aside, letting her hands run down rebellious curls.  ❛  i miss my charger. if i knew i’d get sent here, i would’ve packed for the trip  !  !  …        &  &  people say women are unpredictable. clearly, they haven’t been sucked back in time.  ❜

“ i got every other word of that. so i think i’m doing better understanding what you people are talking about. ” sigyn gives a smile ( she’s maybe very a little proud of herself after all ) , and sets her shoulders back in a point of self assured pride. “ i’m sigyn. “ she adds on with a bright grinning face. “ spelled S-I-G-Y-N. “

[bcautifulvictory]

“ this may be seen as a stupid question, or perhaps one that you are unfamiliar with... but what in odin’s name am i doing in new york city. ” sigyn tries to laugh to relieve the stress that’s only gaining momentum and the headache that threatens to take over. “ i was on asgard last i checked, i was also in the middle of a fight. and now my sword is gone. and i’m on midgard. ”

[bcautifulvictory]

&. LOKI

“So, given that this has all gone to shit are we just going to give in to the fact that we’re all going to be killed by 8 ft robots? Well, you people will, some of us are clever enough to make themselves immortal.”

“ clever enough ? ” her voice comes out clear and mocking, almost too cruel for the healer turned warrior. she takes at glance at the face that pulls at the edges of her memory, and tilts her chin up. “ they’re midgardian. they never had the choice to begin with. take some pity. “