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thecyberpath:

“You’re welcome,” Jason replied, looking down at the woman who’d taken a seat on the floor.  He felt charmed by her, by their conversation.  It was thoughtful, exploratory, and even hopeful.  It was a shot of brightness in a world that was otherwise varying shades of cold grey.

“I’m Jason, by the way…Jason Kyle,” he introduced himself, reaching down to shake her hand.  “It’s a pleasure to meet you.”

     she pulled her legs down then, crossing them, as she got more comfortable on the floor. it was an another self protection system of hers that had been done subconsciously, to be closer to the ground as possible. it was named something -- she was too careless to remember -- but she wasn’t interested in trying to find it. she reached up, shaking the man’s hand as she gave him a small smile. “ natasha antonia stark. nat or toni just works fine. ” she nodded before adding. “ nice to meet you too. so -- not to be lame but -- have i seen you around before? ”

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thecyberpath:

Jason turned his seat around and swiveled to face the woman.  He smiled softly, thinking for a few silent seconds before speaking.  “It depends on how they spent their life before those final moments.  If I had the best life ever, full of great and rewarding experiences and meaningful relationships, I’d want a little time to reminisce before the end.”

He paused for a beat, then added, “And I think that, on some level, they know…so instead of falling from the sky to the ground, they find a place to rest, spread their wings, and make one last attempt to express themselves and make a difference to someone, anyone.”

     she sat down on the floor in front of him, pulling her legs up towards her chest, wrapping her arms around them. her chin rested on her knees as she paused, silence filling the room before she spoke again. “ but how could they know they had the best life ever? how do WE get to know if we could’ve had better? ” she sighed, feeling like her anxiety trying to attack.

     a smile ghosted on her lips as he spoke, making sense to the genius. sometimes her mind would be so complicated that she could miss the simple things. “ yeah... be useful -- or beautiful one last time. that’s nice. ” she exhaled deeply, looking up at him. “ thank you. ” she was glad that he would answer to her stupid questions, putting her mind at rest. whenever she felt like having panic attacks or just feeling down, she’d try to focus on simple things like that.

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whatwxsright:

“Maybe that’s the point of being reminded about something.” Steve teased again, giving a smirk as she stepped closer and mirrored his stance. Though, frankly, it was hard for her to come off quite the same as he attempted to given the fact that she was much smaller. But he knew her appearance belied things beneath, she was every bit as intimidating when she wanted to be. “Mm… see that all depends on what kind of a mood your in. It could be pizza or it could be Greek. Though at the moment I’d be surprised if you didn’t go for pizza.”

     “ don’t use my own weapon -- that being sarcasm, mind you -- against me, capsicle. ” she spoke and made a face as if she was offended while she was just teasing him. even though the brunette looked so small next to him, she still reflected the way he looked - at least tried to, just for fun. she had been locked there since forever, it was nice to see someone -- him, honestly. “ really, stevie, how hard have you been stalking me? i’m almost convinced that you can read my mind. ”

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elusivepetrova:

                   the brunette arches an eyebrow. the woman’s love for this box of donuts is surely unnecessary  &&  frankly, it’s a bit weird, too. she has no intention of stealing it  &&  blowing her delicate frame. sighingly, she shifts her weight from one foot to the other, getting more  &&  more impatient by the second. nope. she doesn’t know who PEPPER POTTS is. doesn’t care, either.    ❛  then what’s your purpose here?  ❜    she asks with unrestrained snappishness whilst playing waitress. FOOLISH, considering her opponent is the one paying her bills.

     she took a bite of the donut in her hand, enjoying every single bit of it. she had been waiting for this moment for so long ( about three hours, mind you ) and the last thing she wanted would be getting caught by pepper. though, she noticed the way the other brunette was getting more IMPATIAENT second by second. sad, she’d like some company but the other didn’t seem like the type to wait at her door so long for some chit chat. swallowing down the donut in her mouth, she shrugged like she didn’t really know. “ pretty much paying everything. naming the company. inventing anything you can see around. oh and the best part -- being AWESOME. ” she grinned, sitting on the floor shamelessly. “ want some? ” she asked, pointing the box now on her lap.

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uncowardlylion:

✸██████ ——

              ❝ IF YOU can lift Mjolnir, you will be able to control my powers as well. But you will not become Thor unless I am Unworthy. Many people may hold Mjolnir. But only when I become unworthy will the powers leave me completely.❞

     “ hey big guy ------- no need to give me that look. i’m not planning on taking over asgard, pshh. not that i wouldn’t be one hell of a ruler but, i’m good. i was just kidding. having your powers, though, could be interesting. first thing i’d do would probably be smacking fury in the face with the hammer. ”

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ircniisms:

“You know, I think I had it on my bucket list to… Find a way to fuck myself and well, here we are. What could get better?”

     “ you already had a way, it’s called masturbation. i’m preeetty sure you’ve heard about it. but well, i get you -- of course -- and your possible ideas attract me -- of course, again. ”

[sandcvstles]

hurt meme.

“ i got you. it’s gonna be okay, you’re going to be okay.”

“i feel like everyone’s miles away from me.”

“my mind is a dark place. you don’t want to be there.”

“i know this hurts, but you have to stay awake.”

“don’t close your eyes, please don’t close your eyes!”

“i just want to be numb, i don’t want to feel anything.”

“please don’t do this, don’t act like you care.”

“you don’t care, nobody cares, just leave.”

“you’re my friend, of course i fucking care.”

“i can’t give up on you, so please don’t give up on yourself.”

“i love you so much, i forgot what hating myself felt like.”

“i fucked up, why do you not care?”

“i can’t walk, just go on without me.”

“you have broken ribs, take it easy.”

“i have no idea how to do cpr.”

“whose blood is that?”

“apply pressure to the wound, don’t let go.”

“don’t you dare fucking let go!” 

“what the hell happened to you?” 

“are they dead? did you kill them?” 

“do you know what you’ve done?” 

“you’re either with me or against me.” 

“who the hell did this to you?” 

“are you alright? you hit your head pretty hard…” 

“i can’t see!! what’s happening to me?” 

“when was the last time you ate?” 

“what do you mean you’re fine? you are not fine!” 

 “i’m fine, it’s just a flesh wound, i’ll be okay.” 

“for how long? how long were you bottling this up?“ 

“there’s so much blood, you won’t last.” 

“are you… throwing up in there?” 

“why aren’t you eating?” 

“just breathe… you’re okay, i promise, just breathe.” 

“i can’t breathe, i can’t –” 

“i woke up, & you were gone.” 

“just tell me something, was it really worth it?” 

“it’s okay to hurt & breakdown. you don’t have to be strong all the time.”

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elusivepetrova:

                   a scoff of breath, she barely laughs. the new secretary. well, that would be a fucking dream, but according to some silly morons in the personnel administration katherine pierce is lacking a certain amount of occupational qualification  or some shit.    ❛           i don’t even know who the hell that ominous pepper is. do you want some coffee or not? i don’t have all day. ❜   mhh. might also be lacking a certain amount of restraint.

         she quirked a brow at her as she held dear onto the box of donuts, keeping them safe in her arms. she had waited for them the whole day, damned if she was to let them go. her jaw dropped when the other brunette mentioned the fact that she didn’t know who pepper was, leaving her speechless for a moment. “ you don’t know who PEPPER POTTS is? the woman who runs this whole company for me because i’m -- what -- too irresponsible? i prefer BUSY. ” she said as she took the biggest bite she could from the donut in her hand, not realizing how irresponsible she actually looked, verifying pepper. “ hm. sure. ”

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uncowardlylion:

✸██████ ——

               ❝ IT IS only Mjolnir bidding as the All-father asked. She is stubborn, she can choose to be light or choose to be heavy on her own. Do not try to understand. For some things in the universe, there is no explanation. You must have wonder not reason. ❞

     “ ------------ boring. oh there is an explanation, must be, it’s just different than the usual i’m used to. the wielding part is more interesting -- tell me, do i turn into a blond hunk with a heart of a golden retriever’s? or stay my perfect self? do i get the fancy armor? DO I GET TO RULE ASGARD?? ”

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ircniisms:

“Glad to know I’m not the only one who messed with Reed’s stuff. Nice boobs. Wait, is that sexist if I’m compliment myself? Or a version of myself? Is it bad to want myself?”

     “ nah, of course not. still, i don’t really know how you managed to bring me here. thanks, you look delicious yourself & no, i don’t think so? see -- what’s better than a stark? TWO STARKS. ”

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irxniisms:

“Excuse me?” He paused before it clicked in his mind. “Oh God did I get drunk and play with Reed’s reality machine again? This is incredibly weird. At least I’m hot as a woman.”

     “ ----- of course you did. i’ve made that mistake - more than once - before, too. one time i was sent to a reality we never existed. worst - reality - EVER. i immediately left. well, you look good yourself. well, i mean, we look good? man, it is weird. nice goatee, by the way. ”

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psivenefica:

   “ sure nat           is everything alright? ”

    “ i just, i ---- ” she started but her words trailed off, making the genius swallow loudly before speaking again. “ i wanted to ---- apologize. for everything, before and after i knew you. y’know what i mean. your parents and uh -- your brother. i’m sorry. ”

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webstcr:

( @ironmadc liked for a starter )

❝  so i’ve been thinking, ms. stark. ❞ a grin blossomed upon his lips, tapping his fingers against the wooden table before him.  ❝ you should totally let me wear one of your suits. just this ONCE. ❞

    “ ----------- no. ” she replied simply before sighing and tucking a brown lock behind her ear. “ you know the rule about not touching my stuff. and well, if you be a good boy and stay away from my suits i might show you the prototype i’ve been working on for your costume. ”

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uncowardlylion:

✸██████ ——

                ❝ AS YOU have asked me before, and I have told you. Mjolnir is made of URU, the core of a star. The metal can be embedded with my seidr and that is how I fly. As for being worthy, that is my Father’s blessing on the hammer. ❞

          “ yes but it doesn’t make sense?? your father just blesses you with it and boom, you have hella good arms and worthy of wielding the hammer. all my father blessed me with was my genius. gah -- i’m jealous. --------- wait up, i have an idea. can you hold the hammer for me? just for SCIENCE, of course, not for the sight. ”

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whatwxsright:

“Is it bad that I was basically expecting that answer? I’m shocked you don’t have JARVIS set up to remind you.” He chuckled, crossing his arms over his chest and nodding his head at the door. “I did say it was on me, didn’t I? Let’s go, genius. Lady’s choice.”

     “ nah ---- it just means you really do know me. ” she sighed before shrugging. “ well, that’s because i don’t want him to. he never stops once he starts. ” she stopped closer to him, crossing her arms just like the captain. “ okay, if you know me that much, guess what am i going to get. ”

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devilout:

     ‘ i won’t call you out on that lie.’ he walks in, making sure to avoid the items placed in his place, senses creating a map for his footsteps to fall.

     she huffed, rubbing her eyes as she kept laying in the bed until she realized it wasn’t her own. “ ---- for one, i’m not lying. and two, where am i? ”

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also if you’re cool with pre-established relationships/dynamics where we skip all the awkwardness of starting to roleplay with someone new and jump straight to plotting a little and tagging each other in stuff hmu