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❛ Life becomes easier when you learn to accept the apology you never got. ❜ ⁓ R. Brault

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so, I am back….. ish. I don’t really know what happened, but all of a sudden my muse, desire to write, motivation, etc. etc. etc. just COMPLETELY DISAPPEARED. after my time away and then taking some time off work for my mental health, I am slowly regaining motivation for some of my muses, etc. so what my plan for this is to take the muses that I’m getting the voice for back and moving them to their own, separate, DASH ONLY blogs as reboots. I would absolutely love to keep writing with all you amazing folks, so if you feel like following me when those get set up, links will be provided like I’ve done with Stiles. this blog will still stay up as a multi, likely for my more secondary and ON REQUEST muses.

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so, I am back..... ish. I don’t really know what happened, but all of a sudden my muse, desire to write, motivation, etc. etc. etc. just COMPLETELY DISAPPEARED. after my time away and then taking some time off work for my mental health, I am slowly regaining motivation for some of my muses, etc. so what my plan for this is to take the muses that I’m getting the voice for back and moving them to their own, separate, DASH ONLY blogs as reboots. I would absolutely love to keep writing with all you amazing folks, so if you feel like following me when those get set up, links will be provided like I’ve done with Stiles. this blog will still stay up as a multi, likely for my more secondary and ON REQUEST muses.

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Stiles has a new home!

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Stiles has a new home!

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Stiles has a new home!

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Tony. ( @angerixxues​ )

  That thing is a prototype miniature reactor, trying to compress everything into a smaller form to reduce the bulkier equipment.  “Your parents should have already taught you not to touch what you can’t afford.” Tony taunts, amused at the thought of the larger man’s hands being slapped by his mother. 

   “Who’s harassing? Pointbreak or Barton?” Tony muses, trying to figure out who to avoid later. He’s more wired then anything right now, glancing over his current project and the exposed guts of the engine. Accidentally blasting your own stuff had it’s disadvantages. One, its older so the urge to upgrade it is there and yet it worked just fine before he blew it up in his test run of the new blasters. 

      honestly that comment just gets a FACE. his father taught him many things, very few of them lessons worth holding onto. ❛ you do realise that if I held by that logic in the years I was growing up, I would have likely never touched most items of clothing? or FOOD? ❜ he points out with a snort, shaking his head. ❛ I’m going more by the logic of, if you don’t know what this does, don’t fuck with it. ❜

     he rolls his eyes slightly at the assumption that someone has been harassing him. for once, it’s NOT the case. ❛ surprisingly, neither. they’re both behaving themselves. just... needed to get out of my own head for a bit, ❜ he muses as he wanders closer to what Tony is working on, hands still firmly in his pockets, shoulders rounded. there’s too much going on to make sense of anything, let alone all of it, so his brain tends to go into overdrive and he can’t always get himself out of his own way. sometimes running helps, sometimes drawing, but sometimes he just needs to get out of his usual environment COMPLETELY and there’s nowhere less his environment than the workshop.

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Bucky. ( @fiercehearts​ )

@xkatarite​ liked for a starter.

                       the world was at peace. at least it should be for a while now that the bad was gone , but at what cost ? the dark haired man pushed his flesh fist against the punching bag , before his metal hand punched with a bit too much force and the punching bag was flying thorough half of the room , before it landed on the floor and he let out a heavy sigh , as he stared at it for a moment. „ dammit. “, he mumured and moved over to hang it back up.

     he shouldn’t laugh. he really SHOULDN’T. but watching the punching bag going flying across the room, Steve can’t help but think about how it must look to others when he does the same thing. now he knows. stepping into the gym, he gives Bucky a little smile. ❛ what? it’s still USABLE? thought you could hit harder than that, ❜ he teases, stepping up to the bag to hold it in place since he knows it will swing free now. ❛ bad night? ❜

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Penelope. ( @avastuniverse​ )

@xkatarite​ said:  “ tell me, what happened?” (~James to Garcia)

( meme )

“I’m not sure.” It was rather unusual for her to be this quiet; this hesitant with her answers. She felt dizzy, his voice only reaching her through a fog that clouded her mind. Briefly she shook her head, trying to get rid off it, but it only led her to feel sick - she stopped moving right away, blinking at him with growing fear. “There was someone- I don’t know what…what happened?” Penelope echoed the question back at him, feeling scared, dizzy and tired. God, she suddenly only felt like closing her eyes. Maybe she would feel better after that. Just…resting her eyes.

     coming in to find the tech analyst on the floor as if she’d been attacked had been more than a little ALARMING and James had quickly looked her over, finding no real obvious injuries. ❛ I don’t know, that’s why I asked... you said there was someone? in here with you? do you remember who it was? ❜ he offers a hand on her shoulder for support when she stops moving quickly as if it makes her feel worse. ❛ take your time, Penelope. but stay AWAKE, can you do that for me? I’m going to call and have a medic check you over, ❜ he informs her, pulling his phone out of his pocket to start dialling. ❛ but anything you can remember... ❜

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Bucky. ( @metal-armed-man​ )

          James is used to being the comfort. Being that friend that does his best to comfort whenever he can and however he can. If that meant sitting with Connor all evening tonight then that’s what he’d do. One of those few habits he still managed to keep from who he was. As soon as the head hit his shoulder, James’ head followed with ease to rest against Connor’s and he lets his arm wrap around the other to help keep him closer. It was a simple but he knew it was at least some help in comforting. To let Connor know that he wasn’t alone in dealing with anything. “You’re welcome. I’ve got your back and if you need to talk about it, ya know I’ll listen.”

     he knows that he should talk to SOMEONE eventually about everything. but, honestly, he doesn’t even know where to begin or how to explain it in a way that makes sense. or won’t end with him going to jail. which he REALLY doesn’t want to do. does he deserve to? at this point, probably. that doesn’t mean he wants to end up there. the arm around him is soothing and Connor turns slightly so he’s pressed more in against Bucky, closing his eyes with a quiet sigh when he feels the gentle weight of the other man’s head against his own. his hand comes up, twining his fingers with the other man’s. ❛ I know... and I SWEAR I’ll tell you one day, when I can... I just... I don’t even know how at this point. ❜

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Magnus. ( @stardustcreated​ )

                                               Magnus’ features are alight with joy, even as Alec is coming over to deliver the delicious breakfast and press a kiss to his cheek. Magnus, in turn, sneaks a return cheek kiss before he settles back and arranges himself so that he could hold the tray without spilling everything all over the bed. Now that would be a very unwelcome morning, thank you very much. “As long as you’re eating as well,” Magnus chirps, waiting for Alec to return and get himself comfy before he starts to dig in, possibly making indecent noises in his throat at how yummy the food was. “Happy Valentine’s Day, my love. I have my own present for you when we’re finished with breakfast.”

     he settles into the bed with a little smile, pleased that the warlock seems both pleased AND surprised. which is, of course, the intended effect of making him breakfast in bed. ❛ trust me, I know to make my own if I make something for you, ❜ he teases as he smiles over at the older man as he tucks into the breakfast. he chuckles quietly at the admission of the other having his own present, shaking his head slightly. ❛ you know that you don’t have to get me anything. I just like being able to spoil you when I can. you always spoil me, so when I get a chance is an opportunity I can’t pass up. ❜

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Wanda. ( @avengervigilantes​ )

So maybe Wanda wasn’t very good at this whole – spy thing. But she did have a reasoning behind her actions… though perhaps she could have gone about it in a bit of a different way. The man is much larger than Wanda remembers him being, and he’s rather intimidating but Wanda knows her strengths and she’s safe in a public place – hopefully.  “Maybe I wasn’t hoping for subtle.” She defends despite herself, head tilting as she looks up at the man. “I have a reason for being here – I’m not just following you for fun.” 

     he looks down at her, remembering her immediately. Maximoff. they’d come around and helped, but after the whole mess, he’d been happy to put the whole mess with Ultron BEHIND him. ❛ not going for subtle, hmm? honestly, anyone with any sort of training, even the most basic stuff a rookie COP would get, would know you were trying to follow someone unnoticed, ❜ Steve points out bluntly, looking down at her. he feels no need to change his posture, arms still folded across his chest. ❛ then why are you here? ❜

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Bucky. ( @angerixxues​ )

@xkatarite

It leaves a turmoil of emotions when he looks upon Steve. Parts of his life blanked, missing even now as he knows there are things there he should know. Yet Steve lingers, most things around the other recalled. Someone told him it was due to the fact it's all the history they have. Sam claimed it's because they're both from an era that's almost completely lost now. A constant trigger to stimulate memory.

Lips part to say something as he cradles the mug in his hands at the table. Stark tower was a strange situation on its own, not feeling like he has a right to be here. Warmth bleeds into his right palm, centering a little bit in his mind.

"Hi." It feels more loaded then he intends, shoulders stiff.

     he hadn’t really BELIEVED it until he saw it for himself, Bucky sitting in Stark Tower. he had, of course, gotten all of the warnings from Nat that he’s not the same person he used to know, that the things he’s been through have changed him, and he’s TRYING to remember that. but, it’s hard when memories come flooding back in stunning clarity just at the sight of the other man. smells, voices, sights, everything... it’s like no time has passed at all. still, he manages to hold himself back from going over to the other man and wrapping him in a tight hug like he really wants to.

     he watches the stiffness in Bucky’s shoulders, hating that he can pick up on it. and just... hi. that’s it. after all this time, that’s all he gets. it hits him directly in the centre of the chest like a stack of bricks shot out of a cannon. 

     ❛ hey... ❜

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hey all, sorry for the random as hell absence, I’ve been dealing with some pretty NASTY headaches the last week or so. which has, naturally, means I haven’t had the brainpower to do much aside from sleep and pretend to be productive at work. I’ve got a call with my nurse practitioner tomorrow that will hopefully get me a medication change or even on a new migraine medication that will help knock this out and get me back on track. hope you’ve all been well and I should be back to a more normal schedule soon.  ♥

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@heavydirtysouls​ sent;  “ i’m just getting warmed up. ” ( x )

     brows lift slightly as he looks over at the other. the glass is cool in his hand, condensation running around the tips of his fingers, the alcohol inside the bottle useless but the taste it leaves in the back of his throat helps the long nights. he won’t deny that sitting at the bar opens him up to being approached by both women AND men and this one in particular is at least attractive enough to be moderately distracting. ❛ is that supposed to mean something? ❜

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Bucky. ( @metal-armed-man​ )

          The colors of Garcia’s wardrobe were the first thing to hit him and it was quickly followed by the noticing of just the colors of her office. This hardly seemed like a typical FBI office but this is where he’d been sent so she must be good. Her tone and words were even more of a surprise but certainly helped him begin to slowly ease into COMFORT. She was so friendly and happy it was such a nice change but it definitely made him smile just a bit. He wonders in and takes her hand in a greeting. “Bucky Barnes,” he introduces himself with ease, trying his best to let himself open up a bit more. “I was told you could help me crack into some files that are locked on this laptop… I’ve not been able to manage it.”

     she’s not really sure what she likes more, his smile or the fact that his name is BUCKY BARNES because that’s just somehow adorable? alliteration in names is just... she loves it. Penelope grins widely as he voices his request, wheeling over to grab a spare rolling chair from the corner and dragging it back over to her desk with her.  ❛ locked files on a laptop? you are in the right place, my friend! ❜ she assures him, nudging the chair towards Bucky with a grin. ❛ have a seat and let me see what we’re working with. there are very, ❛ ❜ few security measures I can’t get around. especially on a laptop. ❜

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TJ. ( @txoubledtwxn​ )

@xkatarite​ asked: „ shh, shh. it’s okay. you’re alright. you’re safe now. “ // soft caring meme.

                      a few tears were rolling down the porcelain skin , as he buried his face in the crock of the older ones neck , trying to hide them away from him. he did it again , sneaked away , just to get caught again by the one person , he slowly came to care about again. he was still high and his emotions heightened , but once his eyes were laid on his bodyguard , t.j. felt the wave of guilt wash over him , overwhelming him in a way he never felt before. he had done a lot of bad things in his life , he had scared a lot of people with his actions , but he did not want to see anyone he cared about , how wasted he was. „ ‘m so sorry. “ , his voice came out raspy , before a sob escaped his lips.  „ ‘m so sorry. “

     he can only count the fact that TJ had called him after sneaking off to get high as a sign of progress. not that he hadn’t already been TRACKING him down via his cell phone pinging off towers, but the call had made it a hell of a lot easier to find him. and now he’s got the kid, clearly very upset, curled up in his arms as he leads him back to the car. glad he’d thought ahead and brought someone along with him, Brock signals for Rollins to get in the driver’s seat while he helps TJ into the back of the car, not caring that the other man can see as he tugs his charge into his lap and holds him close. ❛ I know, baby boy. it’s okay, ❜ he soothes gently, stroking his hair lightly. ❛ you’re safe now and we’re gonna get you back home to rest. I’ve got you now. ❜