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A N G E L blood running through her ( v e i n s )
P U R E AT H E A R T
‘ for ( a t t r a c t i v e ) lips, speak words of kindness. for lovely eyes, seek out the GOOD in people. for a s l i m figure, share your food with the hungry. for beautiful hair, let a child run his fingers through it once a day. for poise, walk with the knowledge you’ll never walk ALONE. ’
My muse has been attacked and left for dead. What's your muse's reaction when they find mine?
@braveisabel
“I am going to be leaving for two months, and you can’t come with me. I leave Tuesday. That gives us about two days and tonight. It’s for work, and I have to go. There is no getting out of this, there is no rescheduling.”
‘What? Jason, I’m pregnant ... how are you just gonna leave me for two months? & how can you not even prepare me for this? You just dropped a bomb on me. Are you serious right now?’
The Airport Bar (It’s Not Far) | Jay and Isabel
diedformyownsins ;
Jason was used to waiting. Stakeouts, League missions, business meetings…He had long ago learned the value of patience. Waiting gave him time to think, to plan, to dwell on things that long ago should have been forgotten. A red smile. A crowbar. A flash of white, blinding light and a scream- “Another Guinness, sir?” The waitress was curious, maybe even unnerved, by the tall man who sat alone and unengaged in the darkest corner of her bar, but the $100 he had given her with his first order kept her from asking any unnecessary questions. She knew his type, she thought; miserable, lonely, and determined to drown their sorrows far away from anything they called home. Jay was just finishing his third beer when Isabel approached him, looking, somehow, even better than she had in the flight attendant getup. He threw back the last of the glass and stood, offering her the seat across from his. “I was starting to wonder if you were really gonna make me close down the bar. You look great.”
She studied his demeanor for a moment, there was this sadness in his eyes, like a man who had been through hell, but still tried to keep it together. However, she wouldn’t question it, not for now at least. The blonde bit down into her lower lip at his statement about her looking great.
Isabel took a seat beside him. ‘I like to keep men wondering, so I’ll take both statements as a compliment.’ She smirked in his direction before gazing down at the drink menu. ‘I’m scared to ask, but how many drinks have you had already?’ A playful giggle escaped from her plump lips.
“Yank!”
Her eyebrows furrowed together. ‘I’m flattered, really….but I don’t know how my boyfriend would feel if he walked in on us right now.’ She teased.
Send “Yank!” For My Muse’s reaction to being pulled over into Your Muse’s lap..
jealous / possessive meme
“ you’re mine. you hear me? ”
“ were you with him/her? ”
“ why is she/he calling you? ”
“ do they know we’re together? ”
“ were you with him/her? ”
“ i don’t want you seeing them anymore ”
“ did she/he make a pass at you? ”
“ i know you were with her/him ”
“ you belong to me ”
“ i can’t believe you were with her/him ”
“ i don’t like the way he’s/she’s looking at you ”
“im NOT jealous ”
“ i thought you only had eyes for me ”
“ he/she can’t make you feel the way i make you feel ”
“ you’re too good for her/him ”
“is there someone else?”
“ you were flirting with them ”
“ they were flirting with you ”
“ i don’t want you talking to them again ”
“ i can’t stop picturing you with him/her ”
“ the thought of you with him/her makes me sick ”
“ tell me i have nothing to worry about ”
snarkiisms ;
“Oh look. It’s the lady of the hour. I hope you don’t mind–the door was locked.” He pursed his lips, head tilting. “I let myself in anyway.” Setting the frame back on the dresser, he turned to face her properly. “Where are my manners? The names Cold. Captain Cold, if you’re into titles.” He stepped toward her, fingers dancing along the edge of the table. “And you’re going to tell me where I can find Jason Todd. Tall, scary. Fetish for headware en rouge. Ring any bells, Isabel?”
The blonde began to get a bit nervous. How could she not? There was a stranger in her place, and he made it very clear that he had broken in. The fact that he was so nonchalant about it was kind of creepy. Isabel backed away as he stepped closer. ---Great, he was looking for Jason. 'I-I don’t know where he is.’ It was the truth. He was most likely out patrolling as Red Hood, her guess on his whereabouts were probably as good as the man standing in front of her.
armorstainedred ;
There was one thing Jason understood about the things between them, and that was that for as long Isabel remained a civilian and he continued what he did, this was a fairy tale dream. That didn’t mean he wanted it to end. He turns to her when the traffic light stops, silent as he took her hand, kissing her knuckles gently.
The blonde was seeing a different side of Jason tonight, one she enjoyed very much. Isabel could see him staring at her from the corner of her eye, she averted her attention on him, a bright smile danced along her lips. “What?” She blushed a light shade of pink, when he took her hand and placed a kiss upon it. “Charming, Jay.” A girly giggle escaped from her lips.
The Airport Bar (It’s Not Far) | Jay and Isabel
Isabel -Call me
He looked at the card, thinking back to Roy’s comment. He didn’t ask for the attention that the redhead so desperately wanted, nor did he really even welcome it. But from time to time, it was nice. Made him feel human, a part of the world that for so long had treated him like dirt. He stepped off the plane, punching in her number as he waited for his bag. Roy, having packed nothing, was already on the way to the hotel to meet up with Kori, no doubt with sex and sleep in mind. He paused, his thumb over the send button, when he saw her across the airport, stewardess bag in hand. He sent the text.
Terminal Eight bar, back booth. Got a nasty case of jetlag, so I’ll be there until late. -Jay
He grabbed his bag, tucking his phone into his suit pocket. Roy and Kori could wait.
Isabel wasn’t the type of girl who just gave her number out to strangers, but there was something about Jason, and this wasn’t the first time she’d seen him. She was intrigued in getting to know him better, so the blonde made a bold move and gave him her number. No harm in that, right? It wasn’t like he was obligated to give her a call.
As she was heading off the plane, Izzy felt her phone vibrate in her pocket. The blonde pulled it and read the message. A smile formed along her lips, she wasn’t expecting him to hit her up so soon, but hey…she sure as hell wasn’t complaining. —Isabel’s apartment in Gotham was close by to the airport, so she had enough time to go there, shower, and throw something else on, an outfit that was more presentable. After about an hour, she headed back towards the airport, and to the bar he was by.
Jason’s handsome looks made him easy to spot. She walked over to him and flaunted a friendly smile. ‘Is this seat taken?'