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scarletgonewilde‌:

You should quit, then. Quit your bitching and do it already.

You’re annoying.

berrygoodwitch‌:

I teach hormonal teenagers, so I truly understand. I love working with children of all ages, but there are certain days when I want to throw in the towel and go back to kindergarten. Even the tantrums of tired children are better than prankster teenagers who sign up for choir only to lip sync. Luckily, school isn’t back in session for a few weeks, so I’m still getting my class room in order. I can’t remember the last time I’ve been truly “fucked up”. I have a fear of having to go back home and take care of my child, but being too inebriated to do so. But, I do know of a lovely wine bar if you’re still in need of company.

I work with all ages too. Mostly teens and young adults, but even they’re annoying. In fact, they are the most annoying. At least kids you can kind of manipulate by saying sweet things like “trust me, you can do so much if you just practice.” You’re right. I teach a different kind of school. It’s kind of all year round in a way. Have the father take care of the kid for a little bit and just let loose for a minute. A wine bar, huh? Hmm, I wouldn’t mind that. Sure. Sounds excellent.

#berrygoodwitch

Don’t you hate when your students act like little shits? I’m about to quit. Any one else having a hard week?

Anyone else wanna go for a very needed night out? My treat. I can get you fucked up if you wanted. Trust me.

#liabilitystarter #//verge

shaneaniganss‌:

I come back from a mini vacation from this shit hole to find the city…still in shambles. Cool. Good. Stay classy, Chicago. I’m going to be hiding in my apartment and forgetting this craziness exists. Oh, wait, no I’m not. My apartment is fucking destroyed. Fuck this place, I’m going back to Disneyland.

Welcome. I hope you enjoy the new scenery. If you need somewhere to stay I hear there are some places to the east are giving people places to stay if their homes were destroyed. I’d personally just take this as an opportunity to go back to Disneyland and just stay there. There was a Pocahontas actress back there I wanted to see again.

#shane

scarletgonewilde‌:

She raised her eyebrows, somewhat shocked by his prejudice. Sure, the Fabray’s and Wilde’s were well known to the under ground vigilante world, but to a normal civilian like she assumed he was…they were just a slightly suspicious hotel. “I have some association with the Fabrays. Yes,” Scarlet deadpanned, narrowing her eyes in his direction. “Who are you to judge who is and isn’t a bad person? Isn’t judgement something we’re supposed to save for our almighty creator in our time of death?” she laughed, shooting down a large swig of whiskey and loving the burn. “If you’re done judging my name, maybe you can finally tell me yours?” her eyes glowed with fire, burning with frustration at his formerly enticing mystery.

“Who cares who I am. But if you must know, I’m Nathaniel.” He replied, avoiding eye contact suddenly. He shrugged taking another sip of his drink. The bar was cold, effects of an even colder environment outside. “Anyway, Scar, life is all about people judging other people. That’s never going to change. So we might as well get used to it.”

#s*#scarlet

violetchangs‌:

[ 🗿] my muse approaches your muse terrified and covered in dirt. → @natevc

Violet was a girl who banked her entire day around routine. Living in a city as unpredictable as Chicago made that pretty difficult, but she did her best. She had gone so far as memorize the safest, least-likely-to-be-destroyed parts of town for her walk home every day after work. As a creature of habit, she took comfort in that uniformity. It was one of the few stable things that she could bank on in life, after all.

So, the last thing she expected to as she made her way toward her apartment was her older brother, looking like nothing short of a wreck. “N-Nathan?” She titled her head, having to make sure she wasn’t seeing things and that this was indeed Nathan. Violet had to look around her to check for anything out of the ordinary, but this just seemed like it. “Are you okay?”

“Vi.” Nathan said softly. He had been through quite the trouble this evening. Nate had lost his ring for a few hours and found himself struggling to transform into Verge when he really needed. He had been caught and found by some old enemies. Essential blindsiding him. The bruised and dirty man gripped the side of his body as he struggled to walk up to her. “I-I can’t find-” Before he could finish he was stumbling on his weak, and possibly sprained, foot. “My ring.” He finished, managing himself back to his feet. “Can I come in? I’m too far from...home.” Which was true. He was quite a distance from the Jones Academy.

The two weren’t the closest of siblings due to their age gap, but Nate like to think, being they were still family, they’d still be there for each other. He was probably the worst for hardly ever reaching out. If there was one thing he wished he could have done better, it was getting to know his sister a little more.

#violetchangs #s*

scarletgonewilde‌:

Somehow Scarlet doubted this guy was smart enough to have planned all of this, but she didn’t care. She got to drink for free, and she just saved herself from having to watch a grown, sexy man choke down a Blue Hawaii and ruin her reputation just by standing by her. Fireball was still pretty weak, but it was her exes drink, so it was the first thing that popped into her head.

He didn’t give her a name, either, but that was okay. Scarlet liked a sense of mystery. With others. With herself, she liked to brag about her name. Being a Wilde wasn’t as impressive as being a Fabray, but it was still impressive.

“It is, isn’t it? This bar is a lot like me. Nice. Little. And we have the same last name,” she smirked, raising an eyebrow, wondering if his pea brain would catch onto the fact that she was a fucking Wilde.

Nathan laughed to himself. Of course she was throwing her surname out there. “You’re a Fabray extension?” He let out a deep breath of disappointment. “That’s fucking unfortunate.” As the bartender slipped him his drink, Nate took a big sip, a sour look on his face following the bitter taste. “Aren’t they like bad people? No offense. Maybe. I don’t exactly know you.” He lied. Of course he knew her. And of course he knew she was just as bad as the rest of her family. Upon their breakup Verge eventually discovered a lot more about his ex. From her family history to her current affairs. They didn’t exactly have morales align. As much as Verge enjoyed her company, he couldn’t see himself with a criminal.

#s*#scarlet

mcmaseface‌:

Blue eyes followed the man walking around him, and Mason could feel his whole body tensing. He wasn’t scared by any means. But Mason didn’t like to hurt people. At least not physically. That wasn’t his area of expertise and he usually would simply leave that for the people who excelled in it. Mason left his harm to a manipulative state of mind. He liked to lure people in and get them that way. “The guy was huge, he could easily have handled all of them.” he pointed out with a roll of his eyes. “Because I work for them.” he put bluntly not even sure why he was bothering explaining what the fuck he did. “I got hired by a Wilde and ergo got put into this lovely little family.” he smirked a bit, shoving his hands in his pocket. “Why does it matter? This shit has nothing to do with you so beat it.”

“Whatever makes you feel better.” Verge scoffed. “’Working for the Fabray’s.’ Damn.” He shook his head.

“I can’t believe you still work for them.” Verge should have phrased whatever he was saying a little more carefully. Even the slightest indication of him knowing who he was could be troublesome. He glared at Mason. Did he just tell him to beat it? The man wasn’t too fond of orders from others. “Did you just tell me to beat it? How about you beat it? And quit hurting other people.” By this point was a little in his face. “Feel free to tell your superiors I said the same.”

#s*#mcmaseface

fscarletgonewilde‌:

Scarlet flashed a judgmental look to the man standing next to her. “A fucking Blue Hawaii?” she questioned, rolling her eyes and shaking her head. For a second she was questioning whether she’d fucked this guy due to the sheer familiarity she felt around him, but now there was no fucking way. “Does it look like we’re in fucking Jamaica?” she chuckled, shaking her head before turning to the bartender.

“Don’t get him a Blue Hawaii. He actually fireball and Dr. Pepper. Which is still a pussy ass bitch of a drink, but a fucking Blue Hawaii?” she sighed, facing the stranger once more. “And that’s how you get Scarlet to buy you a drink. Congratulations.”

“The fuck’s your name, anyway?”

“Yeah, bitch. I love a Blue Hawaii.” Nate held his arms up in a shrug motion. He couldn’t help but roll his eyes, cross his arms and sit back in his seat as Scarlet took over his order. Nathan wasn’t sure how he should feel about Scarlet ordering Verge’s favorite drink order. Was she on to him? Did his familiarity make her miss him. He smirked to himself. He was being cocky. “Awesome. That was my plan all along, to be honest. Thank you.” Nate joked.

He adjusted his posture, he was now leaning against the bar, his hands clasped together. Nathan really just wanted to yell ‘bitch you practically own this place’. He knew very well she didn’t actually buy him a drink. Being the dick he was, Nathan wanted to kill her buzz by calling her out. But his identity was slightly, just slightly, more important.

“This is...a nice little bar.” Nathan commented, playing along.

#s*#scarlet

mcmaseface‌:

Fuck. How did this person know Mason’s name? This is why he wasn’t meant to actually fight. He was just meant to be behind the scenes. “I don’t know who this Mason is. I’m Jagwire.” he said quietly glaring at the man in front of him. He should’ve made the connection but he was so freaked out that this was going on. “He owed money and we were trying to get it back from him. No one stiffs over a Fabray.” he said a lot more cool and strong than he was feeling. “I suggest you just go and we can pretend this didn’t happen.”

“Yeah, okay.” Verge sarcastically replied. “But I’ll amuse you, Jagwire.” He was kind of a dick, even in this persona. “Aw, look at you trying to be all large and in charge. That’s not how this is going to work.” He started to walk around Mason. Kind of like he was toying with him. “I don’t know what these ‘Fabrays’ told you, but you might want to tell them that this isn’t how business is down around here. I’m referring to the uneven 5 to 1 ratio we just witnessed.” After a circle or two around the guy he once again stopped before him. “Why are you helping them?” Perhaps that was a question directed towards Mason, the guy he once knew. Or maybe Verge was just a little curious.

#mason #s*

scarletgonewilde‌:

Scarlet scowled as this stranger referred to her as short stuff. She had half a mind to reconsider punching him in the face, but quickly decided he wasn’t worth it. The last thing she needed was a run-in with the cops. “I date a variety of sexy men,” Scarlet answered, with a roll of her eyes…her eyes that were clearly playing tricks on her. For a second, she could have sworn this was Verge…but he was way too stupid, and not nearly as hot. She sighed, not really sure why this guy was inviting himself to tag along to her hiding space but…whatever. “I know a place. Come on,” she grumbled, grabbing his wrist and leading him away through the crowds of people taking freaking out and taking snapchat stories. She was even kind enough to keep snow off of the stranger, for the time being, until they arrived at the one and only…Buck Wilde.

Scarlet didn’t talk about it much, but this was her favorite place in the city. The only part of the family business that she had any say in. “Welcome. I’m royalty here,” Scarlet drawled, as she pushed her way into the warm bar. This was one of the few places she was safe, now that she was an illegal mutant on the run. The bartender shot her a smile, and Scarlet made her way over to the bar. “I’ll take two whiskeys, neat,” she turned to Nate, smirking. “Both are for me, you can buy your own drink.”

“None, as good as me.” He mumbled. Nathan was shocked she actually let him tag along. Perhaps she was curious about how familiar he looked. Oh well. Nathan was amused by her, so why not join.

Realizing they had arrived at Buck Wilde, a bar he tried to avoid due to it’s high traffic from those of the supernatural, he grew slightly uncomfortable. There was actually a few regulars there that knew who he was, or could be. He didn’t exactly want his identity to be blown. Especially to his ex girlfriend. More like Verge’s ex girlfriend. Sure, Nathan would smash; however he very well knew Nathan was not exactly her type.

He hoped onto a bar stole and leaned against the bar as she ordered. Nathan, once again, glared at Scarlet as she stiffed him at the bar. “I wasn’t expecting you to get me a drink.” He gestured to the bartender. “Can I get a Blue Hawaii?”

#s*

mcmaseface‌:

He doesn’t remember getting sucked into this. He wasn’t violent. He didn’t do violent things. He just kind of did the whole mental fucking with people. So when he ended up in this situation where he was sent with a bunch of the tougher helpers of the Fabray to retrieve what was supposed to be retrieved he was put away on lookout. He was making sure no one was going to interfere and clearly he screwed his job up because before he knew it all the men were on the ground and Mason saw someone standing over them. “Holy shit.” he gasped out, leaning down to help the men who were stopped and check them. Out cold. Dammit.

“Look, dude, I don’t wanna fight. So how about you go on your way and mind your own business and we can pretend this never happened.”

Hearing another voice startled, Verge. Thanks to his ring, Verge knew exactly who it was. It was Nathan’s ex. The ex he broke up with because he was a criminal. Nathan didn’t exactly want to reveal himself, however, he was curious as to what his role in this situation was. “I know you.” He continued subtly. “..Mason.” Verge took a few steps towards him. “What exactly were you guys doing here to that poor man?” No way he was going to leave without some answers.

#s*#mason

scarletgonewilde‌:

The weather in Chicago was something Scarlet hadn’t missed in prison. This was one of the few times she managed to sneak out of The Fabray, and suddenly it was snowing…in August. Typical. Someone couldn’t keep their power in their pants. “Fuuuck this,” Scarlet groaned, walking away to find somewhere to hide. Snow flakes flew away from Scarlet with every step, but everyone was too busy freaking out to realize that she seemed not to care about the snow, and the snow didn’t care about her. While Scarlet could run a bit cold herself, she didn’t like getting wet…at least, not in that particular sense. Scarlet practically growled when someone bumped into her, rounding on them with a glare and a raised fist. She lowered her fist when she realized their face looked…familiar.

“Someone’s going apeshit with the weather manipulation. It’ll stop when they get whatever attention they’re seeking. There’s nothing to figure out,” she narrowed her eyes at him, tilting her head. “Do I know you? You look like a guy I used to date. Are you related?”

The snow around them started falling heavier and heavier. She sighed, looking around. “It’s looking like a blizzard, though.”

“Jesus, are you about to punch me, short stuff?” Nathan glared at her raised fist. Damn, this girl was aggressive. But he already knew that. Perhaps it’s just been a while since he’s witnessed it in action. “Uhm.” Nathan thought for a second as she asked about how he looked familiar. Subtly shaking his head. “Uh- I don’t know. Do you normally date sexy asian men?” He shrugged. As they continued talking to each other the snow grew heavily. “Well, I don’t have the patience to wait for some attention whore to get their attention.” Nathan glanced around them. “So, we should probably go find somewhere to hide.” He looked back at her. “Got any ideas? You seem like you might know a place or two.”

#s*#scarlet

[ 👎 ] my muse catches your muse committing a crime. @mcmaseface

It’s no surprise that Chicago had a big issue with vigilantes roaming the streets to save others. Nathan was aware. Which is why he’d rather instruct others than to conduct heroic acts himself. His supernatural persona, Verge, rarely ever came out in public. In fact, the only time he’s ever been seen outside in the public eye was doing two major situations in dire need of multiple vigilantes.

Nonetheless, Nathan didn’t expect Verge to come out and play the moment he saw a gang of criminals harassing some poor man in the alleyway. With a single thought, Nate was immediately, more like magically, dressed into his Verge persona. Within seconds all five men were out cold on the ground. “Get out of here.” He said in a calm, yet alert tone.

#mcmaseface #s*

[ ❄️ ] our muses get stuck together in a freak weather manipulation induced blizzard. @scarletgonewilde

Nathan was walking his merry way down the streets of Chicago. Specifically the park. When a the weather drastically changed. What originally was a sunny day had turned into a gloomy one. Strangers around him started to panic. “What the hell is going on here?” As he started to fast walk around, following the crowd in hopes of finding the source of this incident he bumped into a blonde. Only he knew exactly who he had bumped into. “Sc-I mean. Sorry.” He cleared his throat. “Just trying to figure out what’s happening. Don’t mind me.

#scarlet #s*

liabilitydevelopment

liability prompt & starters

we’ve personally constructed a list to give you and your muse an opportunity to deal with every day supernatural situations that we feel really fit the plot here at liability! feel free to reblog this to your heart’s desire. this is a great way to create new connections and get into threading! If anyone has any suggestions, feel free to submit them and we’ll add them either to this list, or a part two in the future!

SEND A SYMBOL FOR A CORRESPONDING PROMPT/STARTER.

[ 🤑] my muse and your muse are outside of a bank that is getting robbed.

[ 💥] my muse runs into yours muse as they are running from the scene of a crime.

[ 🌑] our muses are walking down the street at night when they hear sirens in the distance.

[ 🗿] my muse approaches your muse terrified and covered in dirt.

[ 🏚 ] my muse wakes up in your muses home/headquarters.

[ 🤯] your muse catches my muse using their powers.

[ 🕴] my muse uses their powers on your muse.

[ 👎 ] my muse catches your muse committing a crime.

[ 🕵️‍♀️ ] your muse catches my muse committing a crime.

[ 🏃‍♂️ ] my muse saves your muse from danger.

[ 🏃‍♀️ ] your muse saves my muse from danger.

[ 💰 ] our muses are both trying to steal the same thing.

[ 🛑 ] our muses are both trying to stop the same crime.

[ 💒 ] our muses get set up on a blind date, but the person who set them up didn’t realize they already fight/commit crime together, so it’s not actually that blind.

[ 🏩 ] our muses get set up on a blind date, but the person who set them up didn’t realize they’re mortal enemies and they actually hit it off oops.

[ 💁‍♀️ ] my muse saves your muse from danger but they’ve known each other for so long that when they hear my muse’s voice they’re just like…hey? is that you?

[ 🤫 ] my muse reveals a deep secret to your muse.

[ 🤓] my muse is a big fan of your muse’s super persona, so when they run into them they nerd out in a major way.

[ 🤩] your muse is a big fan of my muse’s super persona, so when they run into them they’re kind of starstruck.

[ ❄️ ] our muses get stuck together in a freak weather manipulation induced blizzard.

[ 🛸 ] our muses witness a UFO landing together.

[ 🎥 ] your muse caught mine using their powers on video, so now my muse is trying to get them to delete the footage.

[ ⏱ ] our muses get mixed up with a time manipulator and go back/forward in time together. feel free to specify the time/location.

[ 📒 ] my muse has written a secret code in a book, your muse picks it up and tries to decipher it.

[ 📍 ] my muse is waiting in a specific location for a drop when your muse shows up walking their dog/frolicking through flowers/going to a job.

TEXT || VERGE

SCAR: Fuck you you fucking dick

VERGE: Sweet talk won't help me break you out.

#scarlet

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