Hey Mama

No one gets it, do they? Everyone assumes I'm unhappy because I haven't been "normal" since I was a kid. They feel sorry for me. My parents died, I got green skin, called a freak-- Yeah, life has been hard. It's sucked sometimes. But that doesn't mean I don't like it. And being "normal" is overrated anyway.

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nxtathief:

“-ooh, you’re hot when you’re angry,” felicia sarcastically cooed at the other, wielding a staff she had found on the ground as she penetrated the ground with it’s point, resting her forearms on it’s backend and lifting her brows. felicia noticed them hunched over a lifeless creature, ANGER straining their expression, and decided it was in her best interest to mess with them. oh the things boredom will make one do. 

“treat me how you treated that…thing, and i’ll be all yours.”

🍃     death. garfield could smell it all around him. you didn’t exactly need his animal senses to pick up on it either. he had no idea what this creature was, but it wasn’t-- human? hell, even he wasn’t. maybe that added to why his anger felt so fueled. it could have been him had he jumped into the path at the wrong moment. his desire to understand its genetic makeup and cause of demise were interrupted by a voice. a voice that happened to be annoyingly grating at the moment. snarling in an almost animalistic (ha, what’s new) way, garfield turned to face the woman.

“i didn’t do this. now go on and play somewhere else. i don’t have the time for you.”

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spacedragonmat:

      Mat grinned at his friend, but gave a playful roll of his eyes. “I thought the deal was that you would help me study and then we would go out.” he did have a quiz tomorrow morning and was fairly sure that he would pass with flying colors, but he really did like to ruffle Gar’s feathers (sometimes literally). With a playful sigh, he closed his book and shoved it in his backpack. “Fine.” he laughed, as he pulled on the green and black spandex shirt that he wore as a ‘super suit’, and set his glasses on top of a pile of scholarly papers he had been perusing. After a moment, his skin turned to a pale emerald shade. “Just know that I will be taking advantage of any lulls in activity to review material with you.”

🍃     waving a hand at his teammate (though also friend’s) words, garfield practically bounced his way out the door. “wait... me listening isn’t part of helping you study?” he was only half kidding though, he had every intention of helping mateo pass his test. but, if he was being honest, there was no doubt of faith in his friend’s capabilities. once outside the tower, he took a deep (and rather dramatic) breath through his nose. ah there it was. the sweet smell of gotham at night. well-- you catch the sarcasm. “how about this, you pick the direction we head in and i’ll quiz you as we go.”

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spacedragonmat:

“Most globular star clusters are found in a halo around the nucleus of the galaxy.” the young man said excitedly. “They’re supposed to contain the oldest stars in the galaxy, something like 12 to 13 billion years old! They likely formed from gas clouds too small to form full galaxies, but to big to form open star clusters.” A beaming smile spread over his face as he looked up at his victim. “Are you… Did that make sense?”

🍃     hanging upside down by his foot from the ceiling fan in the living room, garfield looked down at mateo. leave it to him to go on a mile a minute about space. “you do realize not even logan talks this much about space. where do you store all this information at anyway.” jumping down from the fan, he landed on his feet and stretched his arms above his head. garfield had already gotten suited up for the night and had bothered mateo into coming with him. but, what did he get instead? lessons on space and cloud of gas. he couldn’t deny it though, he was impressed. “c’mon, matty. tell me more about space balls while we kick some ass.”

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pcrallelogram:

  TONY zoned back in to the person across from him. “ i didn’t hear a single word you said. “ no apology, his daydreams were far more important than whatever they had just said. “ you going to finish your fries? “

🍃     green eyes rolled at the condescension oozing off of the companion he was briefly stuck with. also, who the hell asks him of all people if they’re going to finish their fries? fries to him were sacred. “of course not. and yes, so go buy your own.”

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ninthdragonprince:

“Hey! Leave him alone!” Gongyi yells angryily at the menacing attackers as he charged at them. A swift drop kick knocked out the the one closest the the injured greenling and Gongyi, eyes still vigilante on the attackers, offers him his hand. “Are you ok?”

🍃     as the other offered his hand, garfield watched as the last of the assailants did a disappearing act with a puff of smoke, leaving he and gongyi alone. “yeah-- i’m good. just another day in the neighbourhood, right?” garfield let out a light laugh as he stood to his full heights, flexing her jaw and wincing in pain. “thanks for that, though. i’d probably look a lot worse if it weren’t for you.”

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badchickgamora:

Gamora smiled when all she was cleaning was caked on blood and that the wounds seemed to have been healing “ You’re a pretty fast healer Garfield? you never told me all the things you could do you know, if you have time i’d love to hear it” She smile glad her friend was okay and out of harms way” So I’m a beautiful breed huh?”

🍃     “yeah. it comes with all--” he gestured at himself with a shrug, “--this.” it had been some time since he’d met someone that he actually needed or rather wanted to explain his abilities to. besides, most people either just assumed or shunned him if they didn’t already know. “well, i mean-- first let me say that you’re not a beautiful breed, just beautiful. a breed would mean there’s more like you and i’m sure there’s not. but, now back to me, uh-- i mean, i shift into animals. mostly earth ones, of course, but if i’m on a terrain that’s not familiar to me, my physiology adapts to those animals, too. and fast healing, among other things.” and to think, all that was thanks to a monkey’s blood when he was younger. crazy.

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justaregularxhawkguyx:

“You want coffee? I can give you some tea too “He prepared a warm rag but before he knew it lucky was jumping around attempting to greet clints new wounded friend “Hes a little jumpy but hes a sweet dog”The pitbull attempted to grab the young mans attention

🍃     the presence of the dog immediately stole garfield’s attention away and in the blink of an eye he shifted into a green pitbull himself. animals. those were garfield’s “people” so to speak. he appreciated them. after messing around with the dog for a few moments, he turned his head towards clint. “uh-- do you have like apple juice?” the question was asked before he shifted back to his human form, taking the rag once he did so.

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xxgreenofarrowsxx:

“You know i should at least try to help you but if your gonna act like a douche i could not “Oliver gave him tea in order to try and help him with his remaining wounds “You dont have to act so dammed mean Garfield”

🍃 garfield rolled his eyes once he was sure that oliver wasn’t looking and he shook his head. was he being a douche? eh, not his choice of wording but-- probably. was he justified? certainly. “i don’t have a mean bone in my body, everyone that matters knows that. you shoud work on your approach though, old man. telling people you’re saving them because some star spangled captain wouldn’t want you leaving them on the streets is probably a bad start. just sayin’. think about it.”

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badchickgamora:

She smiled and lead him into her apartment letting him sit on the couch” i knew you liked how i didn’t know a thing we ate that day” She moved into the kitchen getting the first aid kit and a wet rag. “Gucci? mhm so if i said “I’m gonna make things Gucci?” is that how i would use it?” She sat down taking to cleaning his wounds “ I know your not weak its just sometimes bad people attack others when they less expect it, us green people have to stick together right?”

🍃     garfield laughed lightly at the remembrance of their first encounter, she wasn’t wrong. “oh, you don’t have to--” before he could even stop her, gamora was already in the kitchen and he was sighing softly. he hadn’t meant for her to waste her time getting the first aid kit, now all she’d be doing is cleaning caked up blood off him. “yeah, mama, you got it. that’s how it works.” resting his head back against her couch, he closed his eyes and nodded. “you’re right, us green people have to stick together. we’re a rare and beautiful breed.”

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xxgreenofarrowsxx:

“Im sorry for trying to help you when you look like you were hit by Thor in the face And im sorry that  trying to listen to captain america when it came to helping people is my biggest priority”He applied a loose bandage and gauze to the young mans shoulder”Can you tell roy i said hi?”

🍃     “let’s get something straight, oliver. a) you didn’t save me out of genuinely wanting to, you did it because you think it’s what “captain america” wants. b) if you knew anything about me after all these years, you’d know i heal just fine with or without help.” garfield was tense and it wasn’t his usual demeanor, which made him feel off. looking down a his hands and watching at the wounds closed themselves, garfield shrugged. “nah.”

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justaregularxhawkguyx:

“Do you mind hello kitty bandaids? Kate said the color fit me better then brown”

🍃     “i don’t actually need bandaids.” his reply was a bit flat, but it was a true statement nonetheless. his healing factor had already kicked in and the pain he felt was subsiding, but the blood on the other hand was a mess. “just a warm rag.” he would have asked who kate was, but he didn't have the strength to care right now.

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fcbrication:

@boyverde stepped inside the mirror.

⚜ | ❝ I can’t believe i’m asking you this, but i can’t find dick and you … you have experience. ❞ raven shifts uncomfortably, sitting across from gar and their hand playing with a putty eraser - nervous fingers, of course, acting as a release so their anxiousness doesn’t affect their powers.❝ … how … how would you try and impress a girl ?? ❞

🍃     with a moutful of powedered jelly doughnut, the last thing garfield expected to be doing is giving raven girl advice. “uh-- i dunno, depends on the girl.” green eyebrows wrinkled together for a brief moment however. “hey!! i give great advice, don’t discredit me. i should be asked all the questions.”

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justaregularxhawkguyx:

“Kid you landed on my apartment building and you seem to be bleeding out of your everywhere so is it alright if i put you down on  my couch with enough to gauze to cover a hulk? Because i dont think you’ll survive if i dont”

🍃     there goes that word again. kid. “uh-- yea yea. the name’s garfield and i know i’d survive, but a little help with that would be great.” flexing his bloodied knuckles, garfield followed the man, eyeing him up and down from behind. “ha ha, comparing me to another green guy. classic.”

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badchickgamora:

Gamora carefully touch the other checking for any broken bones” I don’t know what gucci means either Garfield, but you are bleeding and i hate when people prey on the weak, So you are coming back to my place  so i can look after you” She smiled softly helping the other to his feet pulling him close so he could lean on her. “ You know if you wanted a second date you could have just asked” She said with a tiny chuckle wanting to make him feel a bit better.

🍃     he laughed at her comment, almost shocked she beat him to the joke. “ah, you saw right through my plan. i put this whole thing to get your attention. but nah, ma, i’m not weak. far far from it.” straightening himself a bit as they walked, garfield reached up to adjust the beanie on his head. “ah, but gucci-- it means everything’s good. it’s all okay. it’s cool. it’s..gucci. use it some time.”

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xxgreenofarrowsxx:

“You look like you got hit by a bus kid What the hell happened?”He had bandages and other medical equipment within and he attempted to apply them to the young mans wounds”Steve would get more then a little pissed if i left a little kid on the street covered in blood so i think it might be ethical to take you back to my house no?”

🍃     the voice and the words caused garfield to recoil almost immediately, though his action into more of a simple flinch at the treatment of his wounds. “i’m not some “little kid”, man. i’m 21 and i’ve been doing this for more than half my life to tell this “steve” whoever he is that i don’t need him to be the reason you save me.” garfield wasn’t usually so defensive, but-- who could blame him?

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badchickgamora:

Gamora had just needed a break from everyone that was staying in her apartment. as she made her way to roof, she noticed something or rather someone Green covered in blood on the ground. She looked startled when she noticed it was Garfield. She turned a cold stare to the attackers taking each one out with sicking joy before returning to her fallin friend “ Garfield? what the hell happened? why did they attack you?” She asked kneeling down beside him.

🍃     opening one of his eyes slowly, garfield offered a weak smile of assurance and thanks to gamora. “they attacked me? i thought that’s how friends greet each other nowadays.” he laughed, rolling onto his side slowly and lying there. it took a moment but it dawned on him that his sarcasm could very well be lost on her. “ah-- they weren’t really my friends. but, let’s just say old enemies capitalizing on weaknesses. don’t worry, i’m gucci.”