Iron Fists

[scarredfist]

IRON FISTS ⊶ ⩥

An independent, very selective & mutual follower blog portraying LIN LIE by severed. Mentions from marvel's sword master, war of the realms: new agents of atlas, agents of atlas, iron fists comics & marvel rivals game play interaction. Diving into the struggles of imposter syndrome, feeling unworthy, conquests, failures, and all the inbetween.

Moots must be 21+

Writer is 35+

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GUIDELINES Be respectful of portrait. Anon negative is auto deleted. DD:not not eat may be present in the source of depression and other mental health listed above. Out of character hate of any kind will not be tolerated. Might limit those followed depending on muse, but mostly friends.

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@scarredfist sent a raven: Riding on a bike through the city. Lin is holding on tight to Peter, eyes shut as they weave in and out of traffic because he has never been on a bike and in the middle of a crowded, busy city. ➣ Lin Lie & Peter Parker

       It  had  been  a  pleasant  surprise  to  find  Lin  had  come  for  a  visit.  Unexpected  for  sure,  but  it  was  more  than  made  up  for  with  how  he  was  clinging  to  him  as  they  made  their  way  through  the  city.  It  could  be  a  lot  he  supposed,  swerving  around  some  jerk  who'd  stop  middle  of  the  street  to  yell  at  a  delivery  guy  in  a  loading  zone.  Up  onto  the  curb,  curving  around  a  pedestrian  who  hesitated  a  lil  too  long  before  hopping  off  and  back  onto  the  street. 

"Didn't  think  a  big  bad  Iron  Fist  could  be  scared  by  a  little  traffic.'  He  teased,  hitting  the  brakes  as  a  jangle  of  his  nerves  warned  him  of-  something. 

       A  warning  was  nice,  but  it'd  be  better  if  it  was  like  a  whisper  that  told  him  what  was-.  …  No,  never  mind,  he  could  not  in  fact  have  handled  sudden  schizophrenia  on  top  of  everything  else  that  had  been  happening  at  15.  Did  he  go  a  little  faster  to  take  a  turn,  half  slinging  the  back  end  before  coming  to  a  stop  that  almost  sent  them  going  over  the  handlebars.  Reckless,  dangerous,  but  neither  of  them  would  have  gotten  more  than  a  bruise  from  getting  elbowed  in  the  ribs. 

       Well,  maybe  he'd  have  to  replace  a  piece  of  the  held  together  by  duct  tape  and  fervent  prayer  bike  if  Lin  had  accidentally  lashed  out.  Lightly  tapping  the  other's  fingers,  Peter  turned  slightly  to  grin  over  his  shoulder. 

"It's  easier  when  you're  in  control,  huh?  You  want  to  take  the  reins  and  I'll  do  the  clinging  instead?'

[scarredfist]

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"Gods! This is madness!" Perhaps not insane as some of their personal and team adventures. It was just new and not a mode of transportation that Lin had been on in some time. He walked everywhere or.. you know… teleported depending on the team. Those arms held tighter, ignoring the bite of his shards because feeling Peter's solid frame was his lifeline to stop him from falling off the bike. It kept swaying, his body attempting to lean with the man in front of him. Face over the other's shoulder which may have been a bad idea since he could see everything. "I can punch metal, but a car is - " those words were cut off with a noise of strangled surprise, arms tightening so much more and a hiss given by the shell of Peter's ear. Then that face turned toward him and they were closer. The offer from those lips that his eyes had def not tried to look down at. "I'd like to survive my visit." Arms unlocked from around the other to hop off the bike. Fingers gave a flex under the long sleeves and wrapping that concealed the sword bits. A hand reached out to grab the handle of the bike, climbing back on and using his legs to keep it balanced. Once Peter hopped on, a smirk was given as one foot went to the peddle to push down, the other following. Those handle bars went a little wonky at first before straightening. Lin picked up speed quicker than he anticipated due to the strength in his calves. "Is this a bad time to say I haven't done this in a while?" He nearly ran them into the sides of buildings, parked cars, and bumped against curbs a few times before straightening out.

[ohisms]

✱ ˚｡⋆ ↪ 𝐇ACKETT'S 𝐐UARRY 𝐅OREVER !!! ... ( PART 1. a collection of dialogue prompts originating from supermassive's 2022 game the quarry. adjust phrasing / gendered terms as necessary, mature themes present. )

why'd you kill the music?

lost, [ NAME ], we're lost.

oh, right, that's where we're going. i lost track like 200 miles ago.

it doesn't make you any less of a man.

just get us to [ LOCATION ] before i roll my eyes out of my head.

were there any directions on the flyer?

hey, eyes on the road!

what? no, no, that wasn't a bear.

[ NAME ], are you serious?

i really effed this car up.

the sooner we get out of here, the better.

just imagine yourself curled up by a big old space heater.

anywhere's better than here.

my god, [ NAME ], hurry up!

i heard something, okay? i wanna check it out.

hey hey hey, what's wrong? is everything alright?

it's the woods, there's a lot of stuff out there, it's easy to freak yourself out.

we're okay. we're safe in the car.

you wanna tell me what happened here?

it was so dark, and it happened so fast.

this is my first cop, like, ever.

what in the hell are you doing all the way out here this late at night?

one of us kind of oversold our navigation skills and got us completely lost.

you're not gonna make it to [ LOCATION ], not tonight.

let's hit the road, shall we?

i have like twenty years before i'm a "ma'am."

[ NAME ], don't be a dick.

what doesn't kill you will make you stronger.

bring some tools so we can break the lock!

hey ... it's been kind of a night, you know?

you must be exhausted, i know i am.

there's no need to worry, i'm here to help you.

it's exciting, yes, and ... terrifying.

if you don't help me, how can i help you? we're supposed to be friends.

it's like a romanci-pocalypse.

you never know, the universe has a way of working these things out.

so she dumped your ass, huh?

you've heard of spacial awareness before, right?

spacial awareness is for nerds.

you're a bad person!

okay, really? locking me out?

one, it wasn't my idea — and two, it was really funny.

this place needs a serious overhaul.

you were telling me how you totally have a thing for [ NAME ].

uhhh, "sexy", huh?

"likes it", check, "totally not in denial", check.

the fumes of jealousy are just STIFLING over here.

you should've siezed the moment.

not gonna miss you, [ NAME ].

one more night in the great outdoors might actually kill me.

i haven't killed you, and you're still pretty pathetic.

yes, that would make you a total asshole.

one more night with [ NAME ] wouldn't make a difference, trust me.

you should save it for emergencies only. unless ... is being dumped an emergency?

i don't even know how to respond to that.

let's away from this mosquito-infested backwoods dump.

let's shape our way through this crappy lock.

i won't tell if you won't tell.

have you ever seen a bear in these woods?

oh my god, relax, it's not like we killed someone.

how are you so ... annoying? confident?

in a way, faking it is just being yourself. but louder.

you never know unless you put yourself out there.

e-mail? are you ninety-three?

scenic route? one last victory lap?

i provide very important and educational lifestyle advice.

we should probably ... you know, get back.

does nobody have phone chargers anymore?

oh my god, you are so childish.

it's just this campfire story for kids.

come on, that's like, super unchill.

five minutes? like, five minutes. that's all i need.

i try not to dwell on the past.

i think there's something wrong with the engine.

we'll just spend one more night here.

no, no! just ... stop, let me think!

who cares what [ NAME ] told us to do?

p-a-r-t- why the fuck not?

i go where my people need me.

just say you're in, come on. one last night.

someone's gotta give a shit.

you know what? i don't care what you guys do.

[ NAME ], come on, wait!

i was hoping you'd come back.

where i'm from, we look out for each other.

you'd better be going, it's still early.

for the record, your analogies are very hurtful.

i like a man who's good with his hands.

if i was a beer, where would i hide ...

how am i just noticing how super lame you are?

you think this is supposed to be funny?

moment's gone, but not forgotten.

hold that — the door will latch otherwise.

so, uh ... you're really gonna keep the gun, huh?

your wit knows no bounds.

that's weird, i thought ... i thought i heard someone.

you hear that? is that a trap door?

secret ... sex ... dungeon.

alright, well, it looks like a pit of eternal darkness.

oh my god, [ NAME ], you won't believe this ... it's ... nothing.

it's pretty spooky down here, and it smells very unnatural, so...

ooh, that's a nice chair, i could get used to this.

what if what's on the menu tonight ... is us?

well, we know where the gun is if we need it.

so, got anything going on when you get back home?

these are just— they're probably just ... trail cameras.

why go through all the trouble of hiding this room?

it's not exactly secret, is it? just kinda ... hidden by stuff.

hey, you just admitted it's a secret lair.

are you sure this is safe?

what, are you scared?

sometimes i just try to like ... let it happen, y'know?

this way i can do whatever i want and not feel bad about it.

i guess that is kind of freeing ... in a sociopathic kind of way.

this view is just ... wow.

you DON'T think that's weird?

i just realized we may never see each other again after tonight.

speaking of setting the mood, i have work to do.

playlists aren't gonna make themselves.

big jokes take big sacrifices.

woah, woah, woah, where did that gun come from?

guns are no joke, dipshit.

i guess you don't really want them then, huh?

[ NAME ], hand me that gun. now.

the main party isn't gonna die just cause you have a little side quest.

that's cause you've never shot before.

do not move a muscle, or touch this gun, until i get back.

you'll have it when i say you'll have it.

two things: remember the spread, remember the recoil.

disqualified for being a dumbass.

blam! you thought this was over?

okay! new idea: party game.

let's make some memories.

how about ... the ultimate game of secrets and lies: truth or dare?

[ NAME ] — truth or dare?

have you ever slept with anyone?

dare, gimme what you've got.

your dare comes with a choice.

always happy to please.

you and [ NAME ] go way back, right?

uh ... i don't know if this is a good idea ...

[ NAME ], seriously?

hey, i'm nobody's girlfriend.

[ NAME ], grow up.

i think that game got a little intense for me.

i was just playing along.

did you hear that? ... should we look?

i guess you found me, then.

sneaking down here was more fun when we thought we could get caught, huh?

i thought we agreed that this ... us –? was just supposed to be summer fun.

you really love fucking with me, huh?

lighten up, sourpuss, please.

fine, you can stand here sulking, or you can go grab us some towels.

"summer fun", right? well, apparently summer isn't quite over yet.

you really know how to talk to a girl, don't you?

you can't just pretend like it didn't happen.

that was some mighty fine social disruption, there.

who do you think is gonna make the first move?

if by "beast" you mean some mild-mannered baby deer.

that shotgun's got a hell of a spread, be careful!

[scarredfist]

[sillywillyco]

i fear lin lie has consumed me

[ostrii]

[inkdevourer]

[scarredfist]

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[prompt-heaven]

some reactions to a love confession

“…”

“…what?”

“What? Are you serious? Right now of all places, you really think it’s the time to just blurt something like that out? You fucking-, urghh….”

“Wait, what?”

“…oh.”

“Cut the bullshit, what do you really want? Because you should damn well know by now that kind of talk doesn’t work on me.”

“Excuse me?” *fucking clutching my pearls*

“Oh, no…”

“No, please don’t. Please don’t do this.”

“Please stop saying that.”

“Just don’t.”

slap them.

“I hate you.”

“I hate you.” (affectionately)

“No you don’t. I know you may think you do, but you don’t, not really.”

“Okay.”

“…okay…”

“Oh, okay…. uh…. look, I care about you too, so much, but just not like that. I’m really sorry.”

“Alright. Tell me again when you finally mean it.”

“Tell me again when we make it out of here alive.”

“Ah, sure you do.”

“I thought I was always just a friend in your eyes…”

“Since when?”

“I had no idea… why did you never tell me before?”

“I’m sorry, I can’t… I want to, but I can’t…”

just kiss them instead of finding the words.

kiss them as soon as they confess and thereby shut up whatever else they wanted to say.

“Took you long enough.”

“I love you.”

“I love you too.”

“I love you more.”

“Ditto.”

“I know.”

start tearing up.

start full on crying.

start crying happy tears.

start crying angry/confused/frustrated tears.

“Shut up.”

“Shut up.” (affectionately)

“Seriously?” (hello early seasons of grey’s anatomy with all of the seriously’s ♡)

“Say it again.”

“Oh my god, it all makes so much sense now!”

start giggling uncontrollably.

start laughing uncontrollably.

goes nonverbal.

[promptcalender]

Soft Caretaking Dialogue

“Are you okay? Come here…”

“No, no, stay down. I’ll handle it.”

“Where were you? I was worried sick.”

“I made you some soup and tea…”

“Ssh… It’s okay…”

“You’ll freeze to death in that. Come, I have a change of clothes for you.”

“You look pale. When’s the last time you ate?”

“The ground doesn’t look very comfortable. Come on, put your head in my lap.”

“You’re freezing. Take my jacket.”

“Stay down, you idiot. You’re done for the day.”

“I got you.”

“Come on, let’s get you in bed.”

“What happened to you? You’re dripping! Did you not dress for the rain?”

“I got you flowers to aid in your recovery.”

“You look good like this. All careless and comfy…”

“I’m not going anywhere.”

[Prompt Calender: June 7th, World Caring Day]