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Shiix, 26, EST "Face it, yer a certified NUTSO," Semi-selective indie rp account. Multi-muse. 21+ x mun personal blog x

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@nightshade-rps​

Harleen was getting bored. 

She had been sharing a dorm room with Pamela for a few days now, and the other girl had done literally nothing out of class other than papers, shower and sleep. It was truly a wonder how she even had any friends at all... But she hadn’t seen her even text another person, so perhaps she didn’t. Sure, Harleen had heard the rumors that Pamela was sleeping with the TA, but he obviously wasn’t all that interested considering that she hadn’t spent a single night out of the dorm.

That alone was putting a real dent in Harleens love life.

          ❝ Hey.... Hey Pam-Pam... Helloooooo is anyone in there? ❞

Getting frustrated that Pamela was straight up ignoring her, Harleen cleared her throat before moving across the room to lounge herself on Pamela’s bed, sprawling across the sheets.

          ❝ Do ya wanna play 20 Q’s? Or we could go find a nice fella to buy us drinks.. Maybe watch a  nudey judey movie or practice kissin’... OH I can TOTALLY braid yer hair. Pweddy please? ❞

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kazniassnowbird‌:

About to comment in response to the talking about Kara she was going to add another thing to her point, but there was part of her, obviously the part of her that was mostly Kara. That was instantly drawn to Lena the moment she’d first been brought up. That didn’t want to upset Lena, so she stayed quiet, but the entire thing was peculiar for sure.

Hearing that her room had been destroyed along with most of her belongings had that hurting twinge appearing in her chest once more. Sure, it wasn’t a lot, but it was hers. And now it was gone. All because of Kara Danvers.

Curling her hands into fists she sighed. Taking a moment to breathe and calm herself down before she pushed herself up, taking the few steps closer to the barrier between them.

“Is that why you brought me here? Because I look like her?” she asked, standing up straighter. “Because if you are going to use me like your brother had planned, I can tell you I am not going to fall for it. Though considering the fact you’ve kept me in here, it proves you do not trust me, or your scared of me. I wouldn’t hurt you Lena.” she said simply, honestly. 

“The day we met, in the elevator at LCorp, I had specific instructions to return to Kaznia from Alex. But I didn’t, I wanted to meet you. I wanted to see you with my own eyes. I know you won’t believe me, but I would never hurt you. I just wish to know…what do you want with me? I let down Alex, I failed my mission, I failed my Kaznia…I do not understand how I would be of service to you.”

Lena could hear the emotion in the Red Daughter’s voice. That alone was enough to see that the alien had moved far away from her primary mission. She was her own person, and that in itself was completely fascinating.. Along with the fact that she had been practically reared bu her brother. Even with his regimented training, the Snowbird had defied him. Not many people could manage such a thing.

          ❝ Trust or fear has nothing to do with our specific relationship, Snowbird. ❞

Lena sighed. This alien was just about as persistent as Kara was. It was a good thing, yes.. But it could get in the way of her research and give her more of a relationship with her than she wanted from this.

         ❝ I am a scientist. I wish to study you. There is nothing more to it than that. I am offering to make your stay here more comfortable, but your continuous questions and accusations are not going to pull any favors from me. I do not have a heart. Not any longer. ❞

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musebyanyothername‌:

open to: all ( male for romance ) suggested connection: boss, coworker, assistant

This wasn’t at all how she had expected her evening to turn out, yet here she was, holed up in her office while everyone else enjoyed themselves in celebration of their newest client. Tonight was supposed to be about celebration, it was supposed to be about the office being ecstatic over the latest big name client Mia had managed to sign on. She wasn’t supposed to have heard the comment, but she had and despite knowing good and well it wasn’t true, that hadn’t stopped it from getting to her. To know that there were people in the office – other women – who thought she got to where she was by sleeping her way to the top hurt more than she wanted to admit. To hear all of her accomplishments written off of presents from the boss simply for her supposed skills on her knees cut Mia down deep. She was used to the looks from some of the men, some of the implications their eyes gave as they roamed up and down her body, but she had been used to that. But to hear other women turning on her too just for being successful, she didn’t know how to deal with that.

Hearing footsteps approaching the office, Mia started to wipe the tears from her cheek, though it did not good. Her eyes were still puffy and red, clear signs of crying, and the tear stains through her makeup made it that much clearer what had been going on. “Sorry, sorry. I’ll be back out in a second. I just wanted to check something on the file – couldn’t really rest without it.”

Eoghan was used to being seen as an outcast at work, and that was okay for him. As far as the kind of people he liked to spend time with, his coworkers were not on that list. Most of them didn’t care to know who he was other than ‘the I.T guy’, but that suited him just fine. Perhaps that was why he was okay with the fact that he was still having to get through his workload while the rest of the building was apparently celebrating a new client. 

Clutching at the hard-drive and wires in his arms, Eoghan padded through the building visiting offices as he went. When he reached his last stop, he vaguely heard a murmur of a voice inside, but couldn’t decipher enough to make it stop his task. Opening the door, he stepped inside and came to an awkward stop when he saw someone inside... Looking rather visibly upset.

          ❝ Oh uh... Sorry. ❞

By that time, it was a little too late to back up. He was already in the office... He had already seen her. The only thing he could really do to make this less awkward for the both of them would be to ignore what was happening. That, he had good practice with.

          ❝ I’m just here to install the update on all the computers. It’ll just take a minuet, honestly. You can just... Stay tight. I won’t get in the way. It’s kind of crazy out there.. So I know I’d prefer to be in here too, ❞

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pompomsandponytails‌:

Dani had never been so humiliated in her entire life. Or heartbroken, but the blonde was not ready to go there just yet. Things had been terrible since Brittany’s spiteful confession at the school dance. She and Santana had broken up and the cheerleader was pretty much avoiding her ex-girlfriend at all costs. Well, her and the skank who had broken both of their hearts.

It all hurt too much.

Knowing she couldn’t stay home and avoid McKinley forever, Dani forced herself to remain strong and composed while on school grounds. She refused to let anyone see her cry. She was a Harper and a Harper never let the bad things get to them.

Focusing on cheerleading practice, Dani said a quick goodbye to her fellow Cheerios once practice had ended and made her way over the bleachers where she kept her belongings. Tensing when she saw Brittany walking towards her, the blonde ignored the skank’s plea and instead walked straight by her and began drinking from her water bottle.

After taking a few mouthfuls, the blonde turned her attention to Brittany once she realized the skank hadn’t walked away. Shaking her head, she placed her water bottle back in her bag before crossing her arms in front of her chest. “What do you want me to say?” Dani snapped. “I have nothing to say to you.”

Brittany knew that Dani was mad at her, and she had every right to be. After all, Brittany had probably done the worst thing imaginable. She broke her heart twice.. And humiliated her as well as ruining her relationship. As far as high school went, that was about as terrible as it could get.

          ❝ Look.... I don’t know. ❞

All Brittany knew was that she was miserable. She was miserable without Dani. Even when things were tough between them, they were always friends. The cheerleader was someone that Brittany could text whenever she was having a bad day, or her mom was getting to her. Dani could help her through her problems and be company for her when she was sad or lonely. 

She didn’t realize how much she needed Dani until she was gone.

          ❝ I miss you. I’m going crazy.... Please just talk to me. ❞

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kazniassnowbird‌:

Hearing that Lena and Kara had apparently had a falling out definitely perked her interest. After all considering what she had read and studied, the two were as close as close could be. 

“Why not?” she asked, the question coming out as blunt as it seemed. It also seemed strange but hearing the fact and the tone in Lena’s voice, there was a small twinge of something in her own chest, pain? Heartache? She wasn’t sure, but she didn’t like it. “She thinks the world of you. I was honestly starting to believe you two were closer than friends.”

“Then what is the point of making all of these things? Of keeping me here? Of all the good you’ve done. I know all about you as well and I truly cannot understand any of your motives. You want to do good and yet you kidnap and hide in this lab. It does not add up.”

Crossing her arms over her chest she nodded a little, it wasn’t really that she was grateful for the fact she was getting her belongings, after all she was still a prisoner but it was something.

“I do hope they are all in tact. I heard from your Kara Danvers that she discovered my room, I would not put it past the two of you to have rummaged through my belongings.”

The last thing Lena needed was to revisit the wound that hurt her so much. She was used to pain. Too used to it, really, for anyone her age and social status. She was just, quite plainly, done with everyone. In her life, no one had done anything but disappoint her.

     ❝     She betrayed me in the worst way. I don’t wish to speak of her      ❞

Hearing the twinge of emotion in the Snowbirds voice was enough for Lena to dip a little into her own. Though heavy with an accent, the voice was still undoubtedly Kara’s. Behind the inflection due to where she was brought up and her native tongue, Lena could hear it. That much, she really didn’t enjoy in the slightest.

     ❝     When I came across your room, it was damaged beyond recognition, but I will see what I can salvage for you. So I’m not even entirely sure what you had in there aside from the charcoal.     ❞

Maybe it was the part of her that was weak and tender for her lost friend, or perhaps she felt a kind of kinship to another person that was betrayed by everyone they had ever met. Either way, Lena felt herself weaken ever so slightly.

    ❝     If there is anything I cannot recover for you, I’m sure I have it within my means to find a replacement for you.     ❞

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kazniassnowbird‌:

Narrowing her gaze to attempt to look through the barrier to see what Lena was working on she winced the moment her powers were dampened, blinking a few times she shook her head slightly. 

“I know that you do not need me for tests, you are friends with Kara Danvers, you already know all there is to know about her, why would you possibly need me?”

Instantly closing her fist she glanced down at her feet. “I learnt a lot about disappointment, from him. And you. I know more than you think about this gluttonous country of yours. I studied, observed, I watched as this country’s ‘hero’ protected the corrupt and the greedy. This entire country is so…wasteful. Waste of potential, waste of energy, waste of resources. I mean look at you, look at this place. So much technology, so much power and yet you do nothing with it but ponder the possibilities of what if.”

Pacing around her cell she hesitated for a moment before leaning against the bottom of the bed, though a casual motion she was anything but relaxed.

“If you are going to keep me here, the least you could do is get me my books.” 

Lena winced at the mention of Kara’s name. It wasn’t an uncommon occurrence for someone to mention the reporter around her, but this laboratory was her safe space. Somewhere where there was no Kara, and there would never be a Kara.

          ❝      I am not friends with Kara Danvers. Not anymore.     ❞

Lena listened to Snowbird drawl about the United States, and she couldn’t say that she wasn’t right. Her peers were all rich, privileged people. Hell, even the family she was brought up in was. It was a country full of liars and scammers that were only ever out for themselves. That was the exact reason that Lena kept a lot of her research private. She had always seen a difficulty in trusting people, and didn’t trust herself not to let her emotions get the better of her. She had single-handedly figured out a way to cure every single human ailment, including cancer. All while making any ordinary human a superhero. But the world could never see that. It couldn’t be trusted.

        ❝      The world doesn’t deserve what I have to offer it. You are absolutely correct. I can arrange for your books to be sourced. I’m not completely unreasonable.     ❞

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kazniassnowbird·:

“I hate Kryptonians. And what are you? A Kryptonian.” 

The words continued to swirl in her mind, burn their spot into her conscious. The entire realization that Alex, her Alex had been lying the entire time. Had been using her. She had trusted him and even though it had been days, weeks even, she knew one thing and that was that she didn’t regret telling Alex he should have let her die.

Because death would have been much better and more respectable than this.

Now she was trapped again, confined. Only this time she was trapped but on display in an even worse way than before. And even though Alex had shown his true colours, she had still thought the world of Lena. Everything she had read about her, getting to meet her. She truly radiated brilliance. Surely she was different, after all if Kara Danvers was friends with her, she had to be good.

But Alex had been right about one thing: People disappoint.

“I would not know if it was morning or not, being cut off from the outside and all.”

Came the simple reply as she stood from her spot, shoulders back, posture perfect. After all Lena may have disappointed her, but she was taught to be respectful and disciplined. It was in her nature after all.

Despite the fact she knew there was a barrier between them, a barrier that could actually harm her, it didn’t stop her from standing as close as she could to it. Lena may have been able to dampen her abilities but that didn’t mean she couldn’t use her knowledge to try and figure out what it was the woman was up to.

“I suppose you plan to run more meaningless tests on me? I may not know what you are trying to accomplish but I can promise you, it’s pointless. Much like a lot of the spectacles in this country. I could tell you anything, educate you, as I’m sure you could do for me. But instead you want to play God and dive deep into research that will get you nowhere. Such wasted potential.”

Most of the time, Lena preferred to not really look at her subject unless it was specifically needed for her research. After all, she wasn’t a huge fan of kidnapping and holding another living being prisoner - but she had managed to desensitize herself to this. After all, Snowbird wasn’t human. Simply a pet that belonged to her brother. 

          ❝     You don’t know what tests I’m running, so how could you know it can get me nowhere?     ❞

She shook her head, settling down and pulling out her folders to go through paperwork. Lena had to admit, these particular papers had nothing to do with any research involved in that laboratory, but she had recently found comfort in working through things in the company of someone else. Someone that had yet to completely screw her over.

          ❝     You know very little about America. And I do envy you for that. Most Americans are foul.. Whether they be born American, or new citizens. They disappoint you, Snowbird. You learned that from my dear brother.     ❞

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Lena strode into her lab, face made of stone. It had been some time since she had found out the truth about Kara Danvers, and it had been something she had kept to herself. It was exhausting to pretend that everything was okay on a day-to-day basis; to smile at Kara and pretend they were friends.

How could she be friends with someone that betrayed her in the worst way?

Sitting down at one of the work stations, Lena turned on the computer and looked over the vitals she had collected from her subject overnight. Capturing the Kryptonian was perhaps the only good thing to come from her brothers death. The results from her testing hadn’t been fantastic, but it was a start.

          ❝     Good morning, Snowbird.     ❞

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@anothermuseblog​

Brittany had regretted many things in her life. So much so, she could write the book on it and produce the movie. But she had regretted nothing more than when she marched into that school dance, unwelcome, and spat out at Dani and Santana that she had slept with them both. The slap from Santana was bad enough, but the disgusted and disappointed looks the both of them gave her were something much worse.

It were as though Brittany’s heart had broken for the first time. Perhaps it was the first time she really noticed that she had one.

Sulking as she lit a cigarette from where she sat under the bleachers, Brittany watched as the Cheerios practiced on the field. It was something she did daily, and something she more recently noticed was an excuse to watch Dani in her element. Without her knowing that she was watching her.

It made her all the more miserable, but that was what she deserved.

When they broke from practice, Brittany peeked out from under the stands, her eyes fixed on Dani walking closer to her hidden self to get her water.

         ❝  Dani... Princess... Talk to me, please.. ❞

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pamalaivy:

Diana followed Batwoman toward the locker rooms. She still felt ill at ease being so far away from the earth. It wasn’t the height or the vacuum of space that bothered her, it was the conflict that came from her old teachings. She remembered what happened when Icarus flew too close to the sun and they were now much further than Icarus had ever gone. It seemed disrespectful to the gods to hover so high above them. Diana kept her thoughts to herself and instead found her locker. She noticed the deep relief Batwoman got when she removed her mask.

❝  Does wearing a mask bother you?❞

She began to unzip her boots and kick them off along with her tiara and unitard until she was stark with only her gauntlets on. She dared not remove those ever.

        ❝  Sometimes. I like to keep my identity, but it’s heavier than it looks. We didn’t have to wear masks in the Marines. ❞ To say she was a little shocked when Diana just started undressing in the open was an understatement, but she wasn’t sure what she was expecting. It was a locker room, with showers.. That people took naked. Her mouth turned into a wordless ‘O’ as she averted her eyes and started taking off her own suit, not being able to help the ways her eyes traveled back over to Diana of Themyscira. After all, she was a gay woman and Wonder Woman was incredibly attractive to anyone. Finally stripping bare, Kat threw a towel over her shoulder as she head towards the showers, clearing her throat awkwardly.

          ❝  You coming? ❞ 

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pamalaivy:

Dinah collected the balls and racked them making sure they were completely even before pulling the rack off. She lined up the cue and broke the balls. 

❝  Solids. ❞

She proceeded to clean up half the table until she finally scratched with only three balls left.

❝  Can’t win’um all. So what’s your story. We don’t get to many like you down here. You’re not a cop are you? ❞

Oliver watched as the woman potted ball after ball with clear skills. He was impressed - that much he couldn’t deny. He had certainly never seen anyone play quite that well, much less someone like her.

        ❝  Many like me? You mean.. Handsome devils? ❞ 

His smirk was enough to light up his face as he started putting stripes. Not as many as her, unfortunately, but a few.

          ❝  I’m just a guy from Star City. Kind of a hot shot.. But who’s counting, babe? And yours?❞

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pamalaivy:

Diana tried to hide her disappointment. She was just getting started. Certainly there had to be more criminals in need of capture? Batwoman’s face however told her all she needed to know. There would be more battles to fight another time. Now it was best to rest and recover. 

❝  Very Well.❞

Diana tapped her com communicator and the Martian began the transfer process back to the spacestation. Once she had rematerialized back inside the justice league she realized just how sore the fight with the clay man had left her. She waited patiently for Batwoman to appear.

❝ I believe that a hot shower is in order. My arms are much more sore then I anticipated. Do you remain uninjured?❞

Kat watched as Wonder Woman completely disappeared before pressing her own transponder to get back to headquarters. Back in familiar surroundings, Kat finally allowed herself to relax. It wasn’t home - not by a log shot, but it could pretty much be at this point. After all, she spent an absurd amount of time there.

       ❝  A shower ?? I’m-.. Yeah, I’m fine. Shoulder hurts but that’s all, ❞

Pulling her mask off, Kat sighed in relief as the cool air conditioning hit her face. Her mask was great, but there really wasn’t much in the way of ventilation. Diana could consider herself lucky she didn’t have to deal with fighting in one. 

      ❝  So... Shall we?, ❞

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pamalaivy:

Dinah didn’t bother to look up right away. She could feel the new comers eyes on her the moment he entered the bar. Unlike most of the dogs who hung around this dumb he smelled clean. She knocked the a stripped 11 into the side pocket and stood up looking for her next shot.

❝ You’re clearly new here, but I don’t mind taking your money. The buy in is $200❞

She chanced a board look his way. She was surprised by just how cute he was, like a frat boy who had grown up and knew a thing or two about wearing a beard.

Oliver could only smirk at her response. How very blase of her - he liked it. She was certainly a regular to both the bar and to this side of the track. The bad girl always seemed to interest him the most. It was the trust fund kid in him. Pulling three crisp 100 notes from his pocket, he slapped them down on the table.

       ❝  It’s game on, Princess. You can break. ❞

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pamalaivy:

Dinah Lace stood polishing her pool cue near the back of a dodgy looking dive bar on gotham water front. The area was notorious for it’s imports and exports of rare and usually stollen goods, making it a prime spot for criminals to hang out. Most women who looked like Dinah knew better then to hang around the shipping yard, but over the last year and a half she had come to know many of the local scum and they knew to stay well away from her. Dinah was unique in that she handed out ass kickings like candy. Most of the low lives didn’t bother her, which made for a pleasant evening playing pool and drinking.

Out of all the missions the league could have sent him on, Oliver was rather pleased about this little turn of events. Going undercover to get a more knowledgeable understanding of the mysterious Black Canary would surely prove to be more interesting than the patrols and general peacekeeping the men in charge usually assigned. He had no doubt that his good looks and charm were at play, which was more than a good reason to be a little puff chested. Though shady little dive bars in Gotham City of all places wasn’t his usual turf, he strode in like he owned the place. Quick to stop the woman in question, Oliver arched his brow as he took in the sight of her, leaning over a pool table. Perhaps this would be as pleasurable as it would be honorable.

        ❝  I can appreciate a pretty girl with a good shot. Up for a game? ❞

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pamalaivy:

Diana knew better then to question someone who had experience with such a beast. Instead of resuming her fight she leaped backward out of the way as her partner threw a small device into the mouth of the creature instantly reducing it to a frozen statue. Without waisting a moment Diana drew her sword and smashed the ice riddled creature to tiny frozen bits.

“I did not know you could weld the power of Ice sister, I’m impressed. Thank you.”

Diana sheathed her sword and clapped Batwoman on the shoulder as it was customary to do. Reluctantly she had to admit that having an ally came in handy, even if she was only sent by Bruce to “baby sit” as they say.

Batwoman watched as Diana raised her mighty sword and smashed Clayface into tiny fragments. Though it was a fierce and deadly move, Kat was the beauty in it. Wonder Woman was simply so enchanting - as much as you would expect from a legendary almost mythical woman. Needless to say, she certainly didn’t disappoint, even with someone who didn’t share Kat’s particular taste in women. Probably.

         ❝  Good hit.. But I don’t exactly have the power of- ❞ Kat was cut off as Wonder Woman clapped her on the shoulder, partially winding her. Sure, she was used to being around Superman and his strength, but he’d been controlling his powers since he was a baby. Diana could surely use some help with that, concidering how fragile humans were. Wincing, Kat rubbed her shoulder as she glanced over to where Batman and Superman were going through the remains of the trucks.

          ❝  We should probably head back to H.Q. Debrief is going to be fun.. ❞

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pamalaivy:

Diana brushed the clay away and rose to her feet. She had been told that creatures like this no longer existed in the world of men. The Gods had long since stripped their gifts and creations from earth and those who did not believe. Still the Golem stood before her. His movements were slow and she felt over confident in her abilities. Diana lunged, striking the creature in the face. Normally such a punch would send a man flying, but instead her fist merely sunk into his flesh. The giant then struck her down like a mild pest buzzing in his ear.

❝Batwoman, do you know this beast? How do we stop something we can not hit?❞

 Kat watched with wide eyes as Wonder Woman stood up and went back to continue fighting. She wasn’t sure what kind of creature the woman thought he was, seeing as she came from somewhere entirely different and incredible - according to Bruce, but she was going to get herself killed. Kat turned to seek out Bruce or Clark, needing some kind of reassurance or command for what to do, but they were both busy with their own fights.

         ❝ Step away from him. ❞ Kat’s requested came out like a demanding growl as she reached into her utility belt, pulling out an ice bomb. Since her last run in with Clayface, she made sure to always keep one handy - less Batman would show her up again. With a skillful leap, Batwoman threw it into his mouth.

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pamalaivy:

❝ Why would we do that? We’re winning. ❞

A loud thud shook the ground under Diana’s feet. A sound had her spinning around looking for the source. From behind She was struck by a thick substance and knocked to the ground. It was clay. Diana looked up to find some kind of Golem beast–a monster of clay and man looming over her. 

❝ Hera, what is this creature? ❞

          ❝ Wonder Woman !! ❞

Batwoman knew the gloomy figure all too long. Clayface had been an advisory of Gotham for far too long, and had given Batman, among others, the slip more times than could be counted. He was a hard one to combat, and Diana knew nothing of him or his powers and abilities.

          ❝ Clayface! Leave her be! ❞