・°・BREATHIN;

you keep me in your orbit, well i know i'm a hard one to please, give it too much i m p o r t a n c e . my love'll have you ( fall ) to your knees, i tell them this too often, just for me to fall & leave. steering clear of any headaches to start & if we're being h o n e s t i'd rather your body than half of your heart. i never let em know too much, hate getting t o o emotional.

[bornsybarite]

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thegviltyones‌:

@bornsybarite​

“ why can’t you listen to me just once in your life, blair? ” lance let out a frustrated sigh. “ this is a batshit crazy plan, we have to do everything perfectly. it can’t just be us, we’ll end up in one of those mutant prisons that are straight out of a horror movie. ”

she can only muster up a dirty look as lance continues on with his tirade, well aware that if she continues to engage & further the argument she’ll say something regretful. blair wasn’t one who liked to be told scolded ( especially when being proven wrong ), but given their relationship, she felt as though he could be entitled to some say. however once he mentions mutant prisons blair can’t help but sport an eye roll, her mouth falling open in feign shock. “now you’re just  being dramatic. i think you’re forgetting about tommy!” of course she’s going to derail the real subject at hand, “why can’t you ever just support me. & if we do everything like i say we wouldn’t even be linked to this.”

[arianagrandz]

[stassischroeder]

[bornsybarite]

ofgeorgias‌:

Georgia holds back and waits for Blair’s performance. She was 𝔣𝔞𝔠𝔦𝔫𝔞𝔱𝔢𝔡 by what the girl could do, and always felt a little inferior for only being able to move things, even if the ‘thing’ was a human body - sometimes, her body -, it still was not exactly… comparable. But Blair never really let that out, and she was very thankful for that. When she heard the screaming, altough, she couldn’t help but frown in concern, she came closer just in time to hear Blair order them to shut up. Was they really in pain? She wasn’t against using your abilities - whatever they are - for a laugh, but she would never ʜᴜʀᴛ someone without a reason. “Why did he screamed?” she asks, eyes going from her friend to the victmin, and back to the girl, “You’re not hurting him, right?”

"i made him do it," is her quick response, lying to prevent an argument that could possibly ensue. "and of course i'm not, & even if i was... is it that big of a deal?"

[bornsybarite]

soulstransported‌:

No matter what state the universe was in, Steve would never stop training and pushing himself. His runs around the city were regular and often. He decided to take it easy though and jog to observe the world around him. As he jogged he saw a person with what looked like a food wrapper or something of the sort in their hands. He watched them crumple it and throw it towards th trash can and miss. Instead of picking it up and trying again they walked away. He raised an eyebrow and picked up the trash before he jogged up to them, “Hey, you missed the bin. I know it might feel like the world is in shambles, but we still have to live in it.”

blair was taken aback when he caught up with her. she only shoots a small glance behind her to identify him, it wasn’t hard. "seriously?" she questions aloud, maintaing her pace as she was in a rush, “you don’t expect me to take that do you?” 

[bornsybarite]

ofpunygod‌:

It takes Loki a minute before realising the girl was talking to him, he looks up at her, slowly crossing one leg over the other, a wide smile on his face. “In fact, I do not.” He casually answers, “If I don’t entertain myself disturbing these idiots, I might get bored, and seek an even more attractive hobbie - murder usualy does it.” the asgardian looked around, amused, “Unless, of course, you have it in you to stop me.”

she stands before him, her features now reading boredom as he speaks, a laugh leaving her as he challenges her. "if i cared enough, maybe. besides ― i wouldn’t want to hurt you too badly."

[bornsybarite]

superhcir‌:

     BLAIR MAXIMOFF - GREY & ROSALINDA ISLEY - QUINZEL     @bornsybarite   .

          small frame made contact with a nearby couch almost immediately,   sprawling out across the furniture enough to take up the entirety of the couch.   rather rude,   considering it was public property.   then again,   her mothers had always told her to do whatever she pleased.   a groan escaped the small woman and she turned to look towards the person nearest her.    ❝   U G H.   today has been a nightmare.   mondays are just the WORST.   ❞ 

          a look of confusion crosses her features as the girl sprawls out before her, though she found it to be quite humorous. blair just filled the remaining cushion-space on her end with her handbag, a subtle hint to anyone who desired seating there, so she had to admire the strangers brusque attitude. ❝ aww ― they so are.❞ blair agrees, quick to sympathize with the girl considering the day she was having herself, ❝it’s a day straight from hell.❞

[bornsybarite]

superhcir‌:

     BLAIR MAXIMOFF - GREY& CADEN BROCK     @bornsybarite   .

           ❝   do you think people are born inherently bad ?   are all people who do bad things really the monsters they’re deemed as ?   ❞ 

          ❝   just because i made you do one little bad thing doesn’t mean you have to go on a downward spiral ! but if you really want to get deep ― i don’t know. i don’t really think about it & to be quite honest i don’t care. the topic bores me ... can’t we like, talk about something else ?   ❞

[bornsybarite]

soulstransported‌:

“don’t mind me… you have a strangely strong crisis face… I can’t say no when a face asks me to draw it,” MJ said to the person she had been watching for a minute. Her sketch book open with an almost done picture of their face.“It’s almost done if you want to just stay still for a second…”

“oh i don’t mind,” blair said simply, siezing the moment to fix her hair, “i’ve been told i’m quite captivating..”

[bornsybarite]

 sadchords‌:

It was only natural that they’d bond over causing trouble and making chaos. Tommy had always thought it was funny that his self proclaimed chaos magic using twin brother was actually a massive narc. Blair on the other hand seemed to speak his language when it came to wreaking havoc. “Well, what kind of schemes have you got cooking?”

"nothing i'm sure you'd be interested in," she begins, her smirk fading as her expression mirrors boredom, "just some petty schemes & what not." it’d been awhile since she did something chaotic, swearing off trouble after a bad weekend in cabo; but new universe new blair as she’d say. “what about you?” she inquires with raised brows, her tone laced with sarcasm, “any schemes up your sleeve? perhaps world domination? maybe a shot at taking down the avengers ― no wait ! let me guess, a chance at blowing up the moon?”

[bornsybarite]

lamentednoxx‌:

{ playing : anthem of the underdog by 12 stones }

@bornsybarite

❝what waits for you across the line? ❞

“hopefully a frappuccino,” was blair’s response as she turned from the line before them to face him,  “what about you ― black coffee?”

[bornsybarite]

 fiirestvrter‌:

“We are pretty adorable, mon amour,” Lance sighed. Any sighed, any previous signs of annoyance vanishing from his features. “Je peux t'apprendre chéri.” He offered, a smile spreading across his face as he looked at his girlfriend. “You know what, I think that is my problem.”

blairs smile only grows into a grin at his compliment, her shoulders raising momentarily in agreement,  “that we are.” his next line is too unfamiliar for her to grasp, only able to translate chéri she maintains her child-like grin, offering a small nod to mask any confusion, desperate to keep up the ruse that she was beginning to understand the language. blair was a firm believer in fake it till you make it. “i’m glad you agree,” she retorts, dismissing her previous confusion with a mere hair flip, “i was beginning to think it’d be a barrier in our relationship.” she waits until the conversation is settled to question him, “any luck on finding your parents?”

[bornsybarite]

maxinestcrk‌:

“Well this is not I expected when you called saying you had big news.” But when did Blair do what was expected? It was odd that Max and Blair in all honesty. Tony never trusted the other girl, or that is what it seemed like that. The two had only met once and somehow connected. They were different in many ways, but still felt the same on many things. Although she had been told not to trust Blair because she had the power to manipulate people, Max still told her all of her struggles. It was an odd friendship, but it was not one to be broken. “Are they ok though? Like are they going to remember any of this?” Max seemed to focus on the remembering of the people rather than their wellbeing. Something she was doing often. Not caring about people’s needs other than the people she cared about. But the girl did not care. These people did not matter to her. They would not care and love her after this.

"oh come on, all business & no pleasure?" she inquired with a humorous tone, turning to her, offering a short-lived dirty look. "do you not know me at all." is blair’s finish before facing the mirror once more. "i just figured we could have a bit of fun & you know i’ll find any excuse to do a bit of shopping, especially if it’s free.” she was aware of her untrustworthy reputation & at times she’d even embrace it. given her power & manipulative nature, she knew she had to work a little harder than most to earn trust. ”i’m not an amateur,” blair starts with a laugh, “of course they won’t.”

[bornsybarite]

thesvnwillrise‌:

“Look, all of this stuff with super powers is cool and all, but I genuinely just want to figure out how to fix it so I can get back to my dimension and get my dads back.”

“let me guess, universe three?”

[bornsybarite]

babyvenxm‌:

Bodies lay strewn about the girl, bloodied and bruised but with chests continuing to rise and fall. Footsteps alerted her that she had company, symbiote pulling back and hiding itself as a jacket as she looked up, ready to fight if necessary. “They attacked me first,” Colette stated, already on the defense before the other even had a chance to speak.

“uh―...” is her initial reaction when met with the scene before her, quite unsure of the proper response in a scene such as this. immediately she’s scanning over the bodies that scattered across the floor, checking to see if they were still breathing. “good job... i think?” blair inquired, her voice dripping with concern as she throws up a thumb awkwardly. she couldn’t have cared less about the unconscious, she was far too concerned with her own safety. was the girl before her dangerous? were there more people on the way to take her out? both were questions she didn’t want to wait to be answered, “i think i should go.”

[lilgivenchyprincess]