Crimson Quackette

The voice that quacks in the night.

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toughenupbuttercup·:

This wasn’t exactly the type of gig she wanted to be doing tonight. Bianca was hoping the mayor would’ve gave her a little bit more of a serious job. But no, she was stuck with watching teenagers at the towns movie night. She doubted any illegal activity was going to happen besides maybe some idiots trying to steal from the concession stand. She was a superhuman and yet she was treated equally as a sub human. Crossing her arms over her chest she let out a rather annoyed sigh. “This place has the criminal activity of an old folks retirement home.”

*

“I mean...” Gosalyn stepped up beside the woman, having long since grown restless sitting and watching the movie and started to roam around. “That is an easy fix.” Here was the thing about Bianca and her sisters - they could all definitely kick Gosalyn’s ass. If there was anyone in the world that could take down a girl literally indestructible, it was those three, and while some people might find that intimidating, Gosalyn was enamored. No offense to the other supers she knew, but they were 100% the coolest, and she would die on that hill. “I get it, you can’t say out loud you want me to scrounge up some trouble... blink twice and I am on it.”

[acastersource]

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imthesomethingwicked​:

He felt his lips quirk. “No. No problem. You’re tougher than most people twice your size.” He could remember her when they were in school together. She had always had a desire to fight against people that he wouldn’t have given a second glance to. But that was shy she was special…. Not that he was brave enough to admit it, even now. He was nothing if not kind of a chicken shit. “Your pop know you’re hiding out in the park?” He tried to make it sound like a joke but Drake not knowing where she was could lead to problems and he honestly didn’t want her to worry him when he genuinely seemed to love her and her headstrong ways

She stared at his face and his stomach twisted. It had been a long time since he’d been this close to her and, although he was missing a heartbeat all of the sudden, he could imagine that it would be racing with just how close she was. “I. Yeah. Good looking out.” He turned and wiped his mouth on the back of his hand before turning to her. “So…. It’s been a while….”

Originally posted by shamelessmut

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“Damn straight.” Gosalyn had never ran from a fight or a challenge, granted a certain sense of bravery from the sheer amount of hits she could take. But there was more. Where people tended to face their fears, or run from them, her reaction to fear was always to sprint its way, meet it head on. She didn’t want to survive her fear but conquer it. “He knows this is my route home.” She assured. She had seen her father moments ago - and she doubted he was near as concerned with the park as the guy she was talking to now. Alarms went off though - she thought of the alcove the trees where she would change, a hiding space, once their hiding space. Did he know? Had he seen?

“Yeah, like...” She started counting out the years before frowning and punching his arm. “Why the fuck you let all that time go by? Damn.”

“You look good... things good?” The question lingered, knowing just how bad things could have got for him. 

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childthiefpan·:

“Hey - want to have some fun with me?” Peter leaned over the balcony where a person was standing. He smiled mischievously at them before tossing up a small rock and snatching it out of the air. He looked up, eying a bundle of balloons that had been left on someone’s back patio. It was up high above them - perhaps a little dangerous to be throwing rocks at - but once Peter had gotten it in his head to do it, there was no turning back. “I bet you we can pop every one of those balloons. How’s your aim?”

*

Gosalyn had propped herself up on the railing, eyes glancing between the boys and the balloons. With a shrug, she moved over, leaning opposite him. “Ah come on, what’s the thrill in that?” She smirked. She almost sounded sensible at first, but that was dashed as soon as she opened her mouth again. “Where’s the challenge in it? I bet,” She emphasized, “That I can pop more of those balloons than you can - now that’s a game.”

[dragonsareawesome123]

“Found who?”

[disarmluna]

Sabrina Carpenter @ Met Gala 2022

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hadimthesomethingwicked·:

Lock had definitely not been keeping up with his usual hours. He couldn’t seem to wake up when it was light outside and sleep when the moon was out? Inconceivable. Not to mention he was ravenously hungry. It was certainly weird, ever since he’d been bitten by— whatever it had been, he’d been craving raw bloody meat and even then that sometimes wasn’t enough. Tonight was one of those nights. He was tearing into the belly of a hapless squirrel when he saw her.

He would know her in the darkness with his eyes closed. It had been that way for as long as he could know her. She smelled divine, the cigarette less so and…. Well now really wasn’t the time was it? He dropped the squirrel carcass with a lifeless thud in the bushes and leapt after it, landing lightly on his toes in the shadows. It took him a moment to realize he wasn’t as smooth as he’d thought he was and he continued to be a mess as he blurted “smoking stunts your growth.”

*

“Only matters if I’m worried about being tall.” He called out. There was no exit without seeing him - and though she knew it was best not to be seen out here so late, she felt relief when he broke the silence and she was looking up his way. “You got a problem with my height?” Gosalyn challenged with a smirk, arms crossed over her chest. Had she seen him since he left school? She didn’t think she had - had it really been that long? That long since they would hide out here in this park just to see each other?

She faced him, her eyes darting across his face, marking every sign and difference of the years, and she grinned. She smiled suddenly, happily, at seeing him. “You got some...” She wiped next to her mouth where the blood sat on him before just reaching out and wiping it away. “There ya go. I remember the rules. No questions.” She laughed.

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Gosalyn pulled off the latex mask as she passed through the shadows of the park. She’d separated from her dad, putting distance between them in case of followers. Her suit had been slowly stripped off, stuffed into her bag, and replaced with a pair of shorts and a tee. As her feet slowed down, she pulled out a cigarette and fell into a casual pace, just a regular person now taking a midnight stroll through the park.

She spotted him first, most of the people out here at this time of night asleep on the benches. Her head quirked to the side, squinting, sure she knew him, and as he stepped into the light, certain that she knew him. With a duck of her head, she tried to pass by, but still her eyes couldn’t help but glance his way.

[beckysgomez]

sabrinacarpenter: skinny dipping