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[ofjaycosmos-deactivated20210702]

@rewrittenstart

Coffee, I need coffee. The thought running through Mary Jane’s mind as she speeded down the sidewalk. It seemed like the only thing that had been keeping her awake these past few days. Things had always been crazy at the work, courtesy of who her boss is, but things seemed to be getting hectic as her workload got bigger and it was getting to her. Proven by the fact she had managed to crash into someone who was passing by dropping her phone in the process. “ Oh fucking great, I guess I could add having to get my phone screen to my to-do list. Yay me. ” MJ said loudly and sarcastically before remembering there was someone still here. “ Uhh…sorry about that. Are you okay? No broken limbs or anything? Don’t worry about the phone, that’s on me. ” She said in hopes the other wouldn’t think she was going to blame them.

[ruinovs-deactivated20230919]

open  starter  /  @rewrittenstart​

         ororo  tapped,  likely  a  bit  too  hard,  on  the  phone's  screen  trying  to  pull  up  something  to  help  answer  the  numerous  questions  she  had  swirling  in  her  mind.  “  i  never  thought  i  would  ever  say  that  i  missed  how  big  my  last  screen  was,  ”  she  sighed  after  a  moment  of  more,  unnecessarily  hard,  tapping.  “  i'm  going  to  have  to  get  reading  glasses  for  this  thing.  ”  the  kids  had  made  fun  of  her  enough  for  not  being  able  to  really  work  her  phone  and  evreything  that  was on  it,  but  this  was  making  her  feel  ancient.  “  there  are  bigger  problems  to  deal  with,  i  realize  that,  but  why  is  everything  so  tiny  ?  ”

[ruinovs-deactivated20230919]

open  starter  :  @rewrittenstart​

          a  hand  reached  up  to  lightly  ruffle  redwing’s feathers  as  she  perched  on  his  arm,  the  other  popping  another  jelly  bean  into  his  mouth.  sam  knew  he'd  probably  need  to  do  some  ret  -  con  and  figure  out  what  was  next  in  the  plans,  but  for  now,  he  decided  he'd  rather  have  a  much  earned  break.  “  look,  i've  decided  i  don't  get  paid  enough  to  be  workin'  round  the  clock  the  way  i  am.  whatever  you  wanna  ask  me,  you  either  gotta  pay  my  overtime  or  have  to  wait  another  ten  minutes.  "  

[hargrove-flayed]

“(Your muse’s name), are you serious?” Bobby was in a state of disbelief, although it was (mostly) all in jest. He temporarily glanced around the room to survey their surroundings, wondering who else had gotten a load of the sight before them. Arctic eyes soon returned to the person in front of him, however, and he found himself silently judging their choice in clothing, “Please change before we go out, it’s just too much.”

[carteragent]

open starter ( @rewrittenstart​ )

The future was bright. Quite literally. Even with the chaotic and unnatural weather of the last few days, Times Square was still a lot to take in. Of course, she knew the giant advertisements for soda brands and Broadway shows in her own version of NYC - half a century or a week ago, depending on how you look at it. This was something different, though. The noise, the lights, the people… Nobody seemed to bat an eye at it all. “How come nobody else gets a migraine from the sensory overload here?” She asked to nobody in particular as she tried to notice every clue about the future she could find in the chaos.

[wndflowers]

          (  @rewrittenstart​  !  )    ‘  right  this  way  ,   ma’am  -  ’    she’s  steering  people  away  from  the  last  spot  the  villains  were  seen  ,   gentle  smile  upon  her  face  as  she  looks  over  her  shoulder  to  spot   [  YOUR MUSE  ]  .    ‘  i  think  that’s  the  last  of  ‘em  -  unless  you’re  seeing  something  i’m  missing  .   are  you  as  hot  and  tired  as  i  am ?   because  a  smoothie  sounds  really  good  right  now  .  ’  

[wndflowers]

            (  @rewrittenstart​ !  )    ‘  –  and  then  america  goes  KAPOW !  and  we  end  up  here  ,   stuck  with  the  rest  of  these  losers  .  ’   she  has  to  giggle  ,   covering  her  mouth  as  she  does  so  .    ‘  but  i  really  don’t  mind  .   the  2010s  is  close  enough  to  the  90s  to  come  off  as  retro  ,   right ?  ’ 

[ofcomplexities]

tony hadn’t planned on doing much for his birthday. after all, everything was kind of a disaster right now. it didn’t feel appropriate. but when may threw him a party, he wasn’t complaining. it had been an enjoyable day, but he had to admit, he was a bit hungover now. when there were signs of trouble, however, he got suited up and appeared downtown to fight. after they managed to get everything under control, he thought they needed to get working on figuring out what was really happening here. at least it finally seemed like everything wasn’t all his fault. “this is much worse than we thought it was,” he said, rubbing a hand over his face. “though i’d like to say, for the record, i told you i wasn’t entirely responsible for this.” @rewrittenstart​

[bbvnner]

“You really shouldn’t touch that,” he had a concerned but gentle tone to his voice as he turned to look at the person. The table looked a mess to anyone else, like junk being displayed but everything had a purpose, a place. The lab was always like his territory, it was where Bruce felt most comfortable, out of the way in his own little world. @rewrittenstart​

[thodinscn]

“I don’t suppose you’ve seen a large hammer, axe type of weapon laying around here have you?” Thor questioned as he walked into the main area of the Avengers Tower. He had been trying to summon the Stormbreaker but the only weapon that would return to him was the Mjǫllnir. He knew that the Stormbreaker didn’t exist yet but he was hopeful that maybe, just maybe it came with him back to this time. “It could be glowing, maybe look like it’s trying to move a little. It’s really big, kind of hard to miss.” @rewrittenstart​

[ghcstspidcrs]

LOCATION  :  comic  book  festival

FEATURING  :  @rewrittenstart

 eyes  trail  up  to  the  comic  book  poster  ,  still  slightly  unaccustomed  to  the  LOUDNESS  of  new  york  .  and  it’s  certainly  not  the  noise  pollution  she’s  talking  about  .  “  so  how  does  this  whole  comic  book  thing  work  anyways  ?  all  the  heroes  get  one  or  something  like  that  ?  ”

[sybilarite]

“  𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒   𝐈𝐒   𝐔𝐍𝐄𝐗𝐏𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐃   …  ”     her   hands   are   poised   perfectly   on   the   arms   of   the   royal   –   like   armchair,     black   –   tipped   nails   sinking   deep   into   the   red   velvet   flesh.     “  what   made   you   decide   you   wanted   to   join   a   cult   ?    i   hope   you   know   this   isn’t   just   your   tuesday   brunch.  ”

[battlecriies]

@rewrittenstart​   …   𝙾𝙻𝙸𝚅𝙴𝚁   𝚀𝚄𝙴𝙴𝙽.  ,   𝙾𝙿𝙴𝙽   𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚁𝚃𝙴𝚁 

“    𝚑𝚎𝚢    ,    𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔    !    𝚒𝚏    𝚒    𝚜𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚗𝚝    𝚖𝚢    𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜    𝚊𝚗𝚍    𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚝    𝚖𝚢    𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍    i    could’ve    sworn    thats    …    ”    oliver    hesitates    for    a    brief    second    as    feigned    (    and    rather    exaggerated    )    realisation    dawns    on    his    features. “    wait    a    second    .    fuck    me    .    is    that    you    ?    ”    he    asks    with    a    laugh    teetering    the    edge    of    his    lips    ,    sarcasm    intertwined    with    his    words    ,    finger    pointing    up    at    the    poster    and    all    wide    -    eyed    as    though    he    was    a    little    boy    seeing    his    favourite    hero    .

[gloryngores]

​ ❝   i’m  gonna  spend  this  year’s  comic  book  festival  by  getting  highly  inebriated  .  ❞   warren  says  ,  mocking  the  colloquial  of  upper  class  citizens  . ❝   care  to  join  me  ?  i’ll  buy  first  round  .  ❞   the  warrington  boy  teases  ,  playfully  prodding  at  the  other’s  face  .   ❝   i    have    to    admit    though    ,    i    may    have    already    started    without    you.  but    not    my    much  —  only    two    or    four    shots    in    .  ❞   he  throws  his  head  back  as  another  shot  glass  meets  his  lips  .   ❝   well  five  now  .  ❞   (  @rewrittenstart​​   )

[silvellian]

(   @rewrittenstart​   )       “  well,  this  is  rather  intriguing  ⸻  “   definitely  not  at  the  heroes  parade  by  choice,  silver  st.  cloud  is  anything  but  intrigued  by  the  notion  of  the  week’s  events,   “  i’m  still  not  sure  how  anyone  could  be  okay  with  such  a  concept.   parading  yourself  around  as  a  hero :   it  all  seems  rather  arrogant  to  me.  ”   her  fingernails  dig  into  her  crossed  arms,  glaring  at  the  murals  of  unknown  heroes  in  front  of  her.   “  i’d  bet  my  chanel  that  half  of  these  so – called  heroes  aren’t  quite  so  heroic  away  from  the  mask.  ”

[ofcomplexities]

earth was strange. it seemed as though people wanted any excuse to celebrate, to have fun. she’d never seen anything quite like it. the ability to be both aware of the disaster and yet push it aside to have fun anyway was unmatched. she’d only ever seen this behavior in quill. it was sort of refreshing. gamora was really starting to learn how to enjoy things while thinking about difficult topics, too. “this is so messy. is it supposed to be so messy?” she asked as she pulled pink cotton candy apart and put it in her mouth, green fingers stained from the sweet treat. @rewrittenstart​ ​limit : four

[ruinovs-deactivated20230919]

       WITH  THE  AMOUNT  of  super  heroes  around,  tara  had  decided  that  laying  as  low  as  possible  was  best.  in  a  hoodie  and  jeans  she  felt  like  she  easily  blended  in  with  the  crowd  and  was  able  to  wander  around  to  her  heart’s  content  without  the  worry  of  anyone  knowing  who  she  was.  “  are  you  in  line  for  the  funnel  cakes  ?  ”  she  asked,  a  corn  dog  and  mustard  in  the  other.