ain't that just peachy!

dependent multimuse for latverionhq, featuring the following muses: anna marie / rogue, gwen stacy, jemma simmons && kate bishop. as written & loved by salina.

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MEET THE MUN.

salina. 23. gemini. she/they. raccoon lover.

MEET THE MUSES.

currently playing:  - 𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒂 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒆 / 𝘳𝘰𝘨𝘶𝘦 - 𝒈𝒘𝒆𝒏 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒄𝒚 / 𝘨𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘳 - 𝒌𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒃𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒑 / 𝘩𝘢𝘸𝘬𝘦𝘺𝘦. - 𝒋𝒆𝒎𝒎𝒂 𝒔𝒊𝒎𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒔

𝑨𝑵𝑵𝑨 𝑴𝑨𝑹𝑰𝑬:  intro  //  tag. 𝑮𝑾𝑬𝑵 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑪𝒀:  intro //  tag. 𝑲𝑨𝑻𝑬 𝑩𝑰𝑺𝑯𝑶𝑷:  intro //  tag. 𝑱𝑬𝑴𝑴𝑨 𝑺𝑰𝑴𝑴𝑶𝑵𝑺: intro // tag.

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˗ ˋ  🕸️    𝒈𝒘𝒆𝒏     ››     ben reilly jackal      !

🥼 — his laugh was not unlike hers. polite guise; a chuckle under his breath. “i have an aesthetic to maintain.” the closest to truth any madman would be willing to give. “i’d ask if it comes off as too much, but that’s the point.” jackal had noticed her before, when she took her seat. unconvinced she wasn’t who he believed she was.. he was left hyperaware. “you don’t look like you’re having much doomsday fun.” the word ‘fun’ was deliberate, as it was a crude word to use alongside these battles. he expected her to react accordingly. 

an aesthetic to maintain. those words rattle around in her head for a few moments, and she nods slowly to show she understands. or at least, she thinks she does. she supposes she can’t judge; she herself runs around sometimes in pink and white spandex. “i’m gwen, by the way. nice to meet you.” she gives another polite smile. “and... no, not exactly.” she answers with a small sigh. “i’m not too fond of these things. i think they’re a little... barbaric. but my brothers dragged me here, so here i am.”

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˗ ˋ  🏹    𝒌𝒂𝒕𝒆     ››     layla      !

momentarily layla watched the other, her teeth drawing in her bottom lip; a habit of sorts, a nervous one. “no, no it’s fine - i get it, i used to do the same on my father’s dig sites.” she offered a smile to smooth over any awkwardness that might have passed between them. “i’m not entirely sure yet, admittedly.” she shrugged, shaking her head as she looked down at the artifact. tawaret had said it wasn’t from their time or hers, which ruled out the past and modernity in one fell swoop. “i’m fairly new to this whole multiverse business - i’m learning as i’m going, but if you ask me about egypt i can help you with nearly anything, even translations!”

the word dig site intrigued her, she thinks to herself as she listens to layla speak. kate returns the smile with a nod of her head. “inch-resting,” she mumbles, more to herself than to layla. “so, it’s... alien, then, right? because it’s an unidentified object? that’s really cool.” she laughs softly, a grin forming at the idea of anything alien. part of her feared that idea, because of the events of the day the avengers formed and saved new york, but she did her best to hide that. no, it was easier to push any thoughts of that day deep, deep, down. “do you have anything here from egypt? i’m down to learn anything. i’m a clean slate! historical studies have always kind of fascinated me but i never got a chance to pursue it in post secondary because--,” she grimaces at the thought of the bell breaking. “--it’s a long story, but you get the point.”

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˗ ˋ  🥼    𝒋𝒆𝒎𝒎𝒂     ››     felicia      !

Felicia looked at her phone as walked down the streets, heels clicking. Staking out in a world which would throw her in a hole for what she does sounded like such a fun opportunity. She imagined herself to be like James Bond. Hanging out in fancy bars. Wearing barely their dresses. Rendezvousing with some dumb hunk. Instead, she was walking through a street with bitter winds. She adjusted the long black double-breasted coat as she shivered. That was when she bumped into someone, her phone flying out of her hand. She gasped as her enhanced reflexes kicked in, putting her foot out to catch the phone and with a swift jerk of her leg, the phone landed back in her hand.

“You would think in a place like this there would be enough room on the street for both of us.” @latverionstarters​

it was one of jemma’s few days off from work, and she was intent on having a fun day out with her daughter. with alya in her arms, she walked down the street, trying to juggle her attention between her daughter and her phone. and, unfortunately for jemma, it resulted in her not paying enough attention to the street in front of her. she bumped right into another woman, and a gasp escaped her at the contact, startling her. “oh my gosh, i am so sorry, that was entirely my fault. are you alright? i should have been paying more attention, but.. well, there are too many distractions, i suppose.”

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( STACKS UPON STACKS OF BOOKS, THE SNAP OF LATEX GLOVES, WHITE LAB COATS )▸ welcome to latverion, JEMMA SIMMONS. it’s time to be gracious, for in this vast multiverse, you have been saved by emperor doom. according to records you are 34 and use SHE/HER pronouns. emperor doom expects you’ll enjoy your career as SCIENTIST, or else. excellent. we look forward to your contribution. 

ABOUT BASICS.

FULL NAME: doctor jemma anne simmons.

AGE: 34, september 11th; virgo.

AFFILIATIONS: shield.

GENDER AND PRONOUNS: cis-female; she/her.

FACE CLAIM: elizabeth henstridge.

IN-DEPTH ANALYSIS.

POINT OF ORIGIN: jemma is pulled solely from the agents of shield show, and is canon up to the final season of the show !!

ABILITIES/SKILLS: genius level intellect  ;  master scientist  ;  expert physician  ; multilingual  ;  spy  ;  expert combatant  ;  marksman.

HAVE THEY BROUGHT ANY FAMILY OR PETS WITH THEM: jemma brought her daughter, alya.

ANY HEADCANONS YOU WANT OTHERS TO KNOW: tba!

QUESTIONNAIRE.

HOW DOES YOUR CHARACTER FEEL ABOUT EMPEROR DOOM?

jemma is skeptical of him. she doesn’t trust him one bit, but is quiet on that thought, preferring to keep it to herself. she isn’t so sure who is or isn’t listening to things she says, so she’d much rather just keep quiet.

HOW DOES YOUR CHARACTER FEEL ABOUT THE BATTLES? ARE THEY TRYING TO AVOID THEM? OR ARE THEY EAGER TO JUMP IN?

jemma doesn’t like the battles and would not participate. she’s never liked combat, and still hates the sound of gunfire, so she prefers to keep both herself and her daughter far away from those events as possible.

WHY HAS YOUR CHARACTER ACCEPTED THEIR JOB POSITION? WILL THEY USE IT TO GET CLOSER TO DOOM? OR WILL THEY USE IT EXPLOIT HIM? OR DO THEY SIMPLY LIKE THEIR JOB?

being a scientist is jemma’s normal. or, one of them, at least. it’s a field she excels in, so it made natural sense that she’d pick this job.  it’s a step down from her previous job as a shield agent, but she’s okay with that. 

[aosladies]

Oh, I think it was the things, the little puffies that we ate. Bad little puffies.

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˗ ˋ  🏹    𝒌𝒂𝒕𝒆     ››     clint      !

“you seriously won’t believe how embarrassing it was,  and don’t laugh at it, i knocked a bunch of freaking weapons over in front of black freaking widow! maybe, just maybe, one of the worst moments of my life? perhaps. am i dramatic? also a little, maybe.” kate rambles on for a good few moments before she sighs, and in a particularly dramatic fashion. but she couldn’t help it, the days events had got to her more and more as she relived the experience in her head. she flops down on the couch of her apartment and drops the box of pizza that’d been in her hands on the table. “lucky, no- sit. good boy, you’ll get pizza in a few moments. at least we got pizza, that made the day a lot better. what do you think about those pizza balls they advertise? should we have grabbed some? or are they a crime against humanity?”

@bhartons​ !

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˗ ˋ  🍑    𝒓𝒐𝒈𝒖𝒆     ››     natasha romanoff      !

“hey sugah, welcome in,” rogue says as the bell above the door of the bakery chimes out, signaling to her that someone was entering the store. she’s covered in flour up to her elbows, and that’s not even all of it. flour and other powders seem to cover the front of her green apron. she’d been in the middle of making a particularly large batch of cookie dough when the other entered. “what can ah get started for ya? just lemme wash up real quick, ah always manage to get covered in.. well, everythin’.” she says with a laugh as she begins washing her hands.

@offollies​ !

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˗ ˋ  🕸️    𝒈𝒘𝒆𝒏     ››     peter parker spider-man      !

gwen crawls up the side of a building, the wind ever so slightly blowing her hood around as she ascended. she could hear the sound of onlookers below, their ‘oohs’ and ‘ahhs’ from the spectacle that she was -- a person just straight up crawling up a building. a sigh escapes her when she reaches the top, but quickly her guard goes right back up as her spider-sense alerts her to someone nearby behind her. she turns on her heel, shifting into a defensive stance. she doesn’t know what she was expecting, but it certainly wasn’t another spider. she should’ve known better; of course the multiverse would bring more spider-people to this world. “fancy seeing you here,” she quips, head tilting to the side slightly. “i’m not interested in a fight - a.k.a, i come in peace.”.

@slngr​ !

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˗ ˋ  🕸️    𝒈𝒘𝒆𝒏     ››     ben reilly jackal      !

🥼 — the killiseum echoed with the sound of something organic BREAKING… unmistakable as it was familiar. jackal turned to look at the person seated next to him.  ❝  and a happy doomsday to you,  ❞  he mused. 

@latverionstarters​

gwen grimaced. why was she torturing herself in this way? she absolutely hated this sort of thing. it was barbaric, through and through. she exhales, focusing on her breathing as she tries to calm herself, to not show her discomfort. she knew better than that. but her brothers had dragged her to this stupid event, so she allowed herself one small comfort: shooting  death them glares for bringing her here. “happy doomsday to you as well,” she says with a small, only slightly faked laugh. “is.. it customary to wear masks to this sort of thing, or is it just a personal preference?”

[roguestouch]

offollies​:

( @roguestouch​ ) valkyrie & gwen stacy

she’d been used to the admiration and the fame since she’d landed here in latverion - after all, she was one of the better champions in the killiseum, not that was anything to be truly proud of. “oh hey,” she paused, raising her brow at one of the costumed folks - a spider by the looks of it. couldn’t tell exactly which one though - too many of them. “looking for anything? i don’t keep secrets here, you know -” she asked, a hint of a smirk on her lips as she set down her weapons, a hand on her hip. “but if you tell me what you’re doing in here in my room, i’ll happily help you look for it, yeah?”

at the sound of valkyrie’s voice, the spider stiffens. slowly, she shifts from where she was previously, hunched over and rummaging through a drawer, to a position to better look at the person who had entered. it was the resident, of course, and she’s immediately so glad her mask can’t show her facial expressions. “info on the killiseum.” ghost spider answers, eyes flicking around the room at the mess they’d left in their wake. “sorry about your place. but there’s rumors about that place, you know. people say some crazy things, but you never know where there may be a grain of truth.”

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offollies​:

( @roguestouch​ ) natasha romanoff & kate bishop

she blinked and then shook her head and then blinked once more before focusing her sole attention onto kate. “yeah…. what?” more often than not, hawkeye one and two tended to get into more trouble than they did anything else - but this was… something else entirely. “how the hell did you manage to do that, kate? was clint involved? was lucky?” somehow getting any of them into the killiseum to work and closer to her was a better idea than much else, but still natasha knew she had to be wary of how much fondness and affection she showed anyone - doom was always watching, but this warranted a quick fix and few well-placed lies - at least for kate’s sake.

“god, i wish i could blame clint or lucky on this, but that’s obviously a lie, and besides, lucky’s way too cute to be falsely accused of such a thing.” kate replies with an exasperated sigh as she looks at the mess around them. this was... yeah, it was gonna take a while. “it just.. i bumped into one thing! one thing! and then the rest, it was like dominos, toppling over one after another. will you help me? i’ll owe you or something, just anything to not have to do this alone.”

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offollies​:

( @roguestouch​ ) - layla el-faouly + anna marie

“mmm, it’s for my husband, actually.“ layla noted, turning to answer the unasked question as she recently handed over a list of sweets she hoped the local baker could make. “or sort of, it’s for steven - he’s nicer and deserves more kindness than marc at the moment.” she shrugged as if that explained much of anything. a small smile spread upon her lips as she turned to anna marie, ”how did you get your start in baking? was it a learned thing or just a passion?” curiosity got the better of her, normally layla wouldn’t be that direct - but this entire situation being here on latverion had changed her entire perspective. plus, better to get to know the folks who she lived with and around.

rogue hums along to the song playing on the store’s radio as she looks over the list in her hand. “that’s so sweet of you, sugah. your husband has two different names?” she questions with a tilt of her head before she returns to the bakery’s recipe book. it didn’t have everything, but it had most things, and she was pretty sure they had something for what she’d written down. “ah grew up bakin’! ah was raised by my tía, carrie, but my abuela came ‘round often as well. she was all ‘bout makin’ sure i knew how to do important life skills.” a wide smile forms across her face as she recalls the memories with her grandmother. “but, speakin’ of sweets, ah can definitely make these for ya! how many of ‘em would ya like?”

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halfmartyr​:

❝   FUCK …   ❞     huffing   a   sigh ,    thumb   and   forefinger   spread   apart   to   squeeze   his   temples .   ❝   you   got   any   tips   for   getting   rid   of    a   headache   ?   ❞

@latverionstarters​

“would you like some advil?” gwen asks, swinging her backpack around to bring it in front of her. after unzipping it, she rummages through it for a few moments before she finds the bottle she was looking for. “i always carry some on me, just in case i get a headache. i understand, they suck. are you okay?”

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slngr​:

          IT  ONLY  HAD  HIT  HIM  NOW,    the  emptiness  he  feels  in  his   suit’s  pocket  mid  sip  of  his  drink.   after  realizing  that  he  left  his  apartment  via  window  and  not  the  front  door,  it  could  only  mean  one  thing   —   he’s  locked  himself  out.     ❝   well.    guess  you  can  say  i’m …   doomed,   ❞  peter  says  to  the  person  nearby,   stifling  awkward  laughter.   he’ll  find  a  way  in.   after  all,  it  wasn’t  the  first  time  it’s  ever  happened.    ❝     jeez.   that  was  bad.   can  i  take  that  back  ?     ❞    he  clears  his  throat,  readjusting  himself.     ❝    anyway …    what’s  up  ?    ❞    /   @latverionstarters​

rogue sits on the stoop of their front doorstep, arms crossed over their legs and their chin propped up on their arms. they stare up at the night sky, and a sigh escapes them. as the other speaks, their green eyes shift to fix on him, an amused look on their face as they chuckle at the joke that he’d just cracked. “what’s gotcha doomed, sugah?” they ask, a brow raising curiously behind white bangs. “ah mean... ah suppose ya can, but it don’t mean ah ain’t still curious whatcha meant by it. ain’t nothin’ much up though,  just came outside to get some fresh air. it’s a nice night, ain’t it?”

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offollies​:

“no don’t touch that -“ layla’d reached over to smack the hand of the person entering her little corner of the museum, her other hand currently holding up doomzlers to her lips - little strings of fake cherry flavored licorice, some called them twizzlers, others red vines - but here they had a different name. anyway - she eyed the newly arrived person and offered a quick smile as she drew her smacking hand back. “i’ve been…er… told” she hesitated as she listened to tarawet’s warnings about the artifact she’d found not ‘feeling’ right and paused, “that it’s rare - so it’s delicate, is there anything i can do for you?”

well, there really hadn’t been much thought behind the idea of reaching her hand over to touch some shiny object, had there been? but kate could be prone to following through with ideas commonly known to be bad, so it wasn’t so much of a surprise when her hand gets smacked away. nonetheless, she clutches it in her other hand for a moment, her gaze shifting to the curly haired woman. “oh, it’s okay. i should’ve known better than to just reach out and try to touch it but it’s just so pretty, you know? sometimes you just have to--.” she trails off, and proceeds to make crab hand gestures with her fingers. “what is it, anyway? i honestly should’ve paid more attention in history. but alas, i did not, so here we are.”

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( A QUIVER FULL OF PURPLE-TIPPED ARROWS, HEART SHAPED SUNGLASSES, FREQUENTLY GETTING CUTS & BRUISES FROM FIGHTS )▸ welcome to latverion, KATE BISHOP (HAWKEYE). it’s time to be gracious, for in this vast multiverse, you have been saved by emperor doom. according to records you are 22 and use SHE/HER pronouns. emperor doom expects you’ll enjoy your career as WEAPONS HANDLER, or else. excellent. we look forward to your contribution. 

ABOUT BASICS.

FULL NAME: katherine elizabeth bishop.

ALIAS: hawkeye.

AGE: 22; march 21; aries.

AFFILIATIONS: avengers, young avengers.

GENDER AND PRONOUNS: cis-female; she/her.

FACE CLAIM: hailee steinfeld.

IN-DEPTH ANALYSIS.

POINT OF ORIGIN: kate is based mainly upon her earth-616 canon, but i may take influence from the hawkeye show once i watch it!

ABILITIES/SKILLS: skilled athelete ; expert martial artist ; master archer and marksman ; sword mastery ; cellist ; weaponry skills ; staff proficiency ; master acrobat ; gifted intellect ; skilled tactician ; skilled thief ; skilled engineer.

HAVE THEY BROUGHT ANY FAMILY OR PETS WITH THEM: kate brought lucky the pizza dog with her!

ANY HEADCANONS YOU WANT OTHERS TO KNOW: tba!

QUESTIONNAIRE.

HOW DOES YOUR CHARACTER FEEL ABOUT EMPEROR DOOM?

kate thinks he’s both a mess and a handful to deal with. she doesn’t love the whole \’calling him emperor now’ thing, but obviously she has no choice in that one. one thing’s for sure: she doesn’t trust a word he says, nor what his propoganda says.

HOW DOES YOUR CHARACTER FEEL ABOUT THE BATTLES? ARE THEY TRYING TO AVOID THEM? OR ARE THEY EAGER TO JUMP IN?

while kate isn’t about to jump in and fight, she can see the appeal in the battles, and watches them occasionally when she’s bored. it’s entertainment, right? sue her for wanting to sit down and grab some popcorn to watch this shit.

WHY HAS YOUR CHARACTER ACCEPTED THEIR JOB POSITION? WILL THEY USE IT TO GET CLOSER TO DOOM? OR WILL THEY USE IT EXPLOIT HIM? OR DO THEY SIMPLY LIKE THEIR JOB?

kate took a job as a weapons handler for one simple reason: because she saw clint had that job. yeah, that’s it, that’s the reason. she thought, ‘eh, why not?’ and went with that one. no real ulterior motive behind that choice.