you're all-- uh, under arrest.

❝ Even if she be not harmed, her heart may fail her in so much and so many horrors; and hereafter she may suffer--both in waking, from her nerves, and in sleep, from her dreams. ❞

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solestarlet:

               ❝ yeah – i ordered a margarita                    for me, a piña colada for you !                    you’ll like it ;; it’s sweet. ❞

she grins, tucking a strand of dark red hair behind her ear. the music is  booming loudly in her ears, and she’s already been asked ( several times ) to go on the dance floor …

          but, for tonight, she’ll stay by           cindy’s side. tonight is all about           the two of them having fun ! she           wants to show cindy the best time.

the drinks come, and mj immediately takes  a sip of hers, letting the burn of the alcohol coat her throat. 

                ❝ cheers – to a great night ! ❞

It was sweet, much to her surprise. Last time she had been out drinking, Cindy remembered how the spirits practically burned down her throat. This time, she could barely even taste there was alcohol in it.

                  Mary-Jane was sweet, always                   friendly. It was no brainer that                   a ton of guys had already come                   up to her, wanting to have a                   round with her on the dance floor.                   The mere thought almost mortifying                   Cindy.

Swirling the straw in her glass, she wondered if the red-head felt that she was being held back. Being as social and extroverted as she was, Mary-Jane was bound to have friends wherever she went.

                   ❝ I saw that guy who asked you to                       dance. You can go on the floor if                       you want to. I wouldn’t mind waitin’                       for you to return or something. ❞

She just didn’t want her to think she was a drag.

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identicaloriginal:

♦ ― ❝ ι мα∂є ιт αѕ ¢ℓєαя αѕ ι ¢συℓ∂ тнαт ‘αℓιєи тє¢н’ ∂ι∂ иσт мєαи 'fσℓℓσω мє ιитσ тнє ѕυвωαу’. ❞

― ❝ I know, I’m still working on the whole ‘following orders’ thing, ❞ Cindy relented, knowing that it could be a nuisance to some that she wasn’t very obedient. Although their abilities were mightier and more powerful than hers, she wanted to show that there was going to be someone in their corner. ❝ But seriously, something’s giving me chills here. Must be my Silk-Sense that’s acting up. ❞

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exhydraspider:

“Oh? So who was it?..”

  ❝ Gwen. ❞ It was easier to blame another for eating the last piece of cake in Jessica’s fridge. Gwen was right, she did take the easy way out.

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wxnderbxy:

            ❛ it was a dream, but it’s not anymore. you’re not alone anymore.  ❜

            How could she explain? That she still felt the loneliness, even though she was outside in the real world? Feeling as if there was something she sought, but unable to explain what?  ❝ I know. ❞

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ixmtheshield:

“Of course not. You’re like ten times better in my book.” Dani chirped, please to talk with the bubbly young girl. “I totally get it, by the way. Do you know how many Captain America-themed people there are by now? It’s a little bit ridiculous, and everyone thinks I’m a stand-in for the real one. Which is impossible, because I’m way too good to be temporary. This crown is being rocked.”

Her eyes lit up, ecstatic by the girl's compliment. ❝Dude, likewise! And don't I know it? Everyone started calling me Spider-Woman. We're not getting an easy time. But obviously you're not a stand-in, Captain America has got nothing on you,❞ she agreed with a wink, glad to know that lesser known heroes weren't letting themselves be brought down by people's idiocy. ❝This is totally random, but you should join me for karaoke sometime. You seem pretty cool.❞  

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besthawk:

       “I’m not THE only Hawkeye, but yeah, that’s me.” Kate’s lips curled into a proud grin, happy to be recognized. It was always a good sign not to be called the other one since that meant she was starting to do important things. “That seems to be a problem to all heroes, you don’t need to worry. I’ve seen you fight and you’re amazing, venom blasts or not. Who needs those, right? I have an arrow for that.”

     ❝ Oh yeah, I know that. Before I really got out in the superheroing world, I've seen a few things here and there,❞ Cindy replied, having followed what had been going on from TV as she was stuck in the bunker. ❝That's really cool of you to say, thanks.❞ A small smile was hidden behind the mask, glad to know the other was cool with her. Kate seemed awesome. ❝One day, you should teach me some of your skills. I'd be down with that. Fair warning, the only experience I've got with that are with tiny, plastic arrows I got in a Happy Meal back when I was a kid.❞

[brittsmemes]

WIFE / HUSBAND APPLICATION:

Name: 

Age: 

How well do we know each other?: 

Do you have a pet name for me?: 

Do I have a pet name for you?: 

Are you attracted to me?: 

Why do you want to marry me?: 

Big wedding or Small wedding?: 

Do you see children in our future?: 

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@missgwenstacy | starter call!

    ❝ What is this? ‘ Night of the Living Dead ‘ night? ❞

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anincxrnate:

❝In a few minutes so hurry up.❞

Celaena looked over her shoulder. ❝Also remember that I and everyone else on this jet are metahumans, so if you do decide to open your mouth….please watch what you say.❞

Had she said something offensive? Possibly, sometimes her words fell out of her mouth without her brain going over them. Instead of asking into it, Cindy just nodded. She was a mutate, the girl wouldn't want others to talk trash behind her back either. ❝Gotcha! I’ll keep my mouth shut. I’m ready when you are. ❞

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forgedweapon:

she shrugged. cassandra had been waiting for a little over an hour, and it seemed like their target was in no hurry to leave the building. maybe he knew that two masked vigilantes were waiting for him when he got out, but that was unlikely. cassandra knew she was good at what she did, and she wasn’t one to snitch (is that what the kids say?). ‘you’re very impatient.’ she commented, noting the other’s tense posture.

Waiting made Cindy antsy. Having done her waiting for ten years, she like to have things thrown at her at a constant. It gave her some sort of activity to occupy her time. ❝I've sort of done my waiting, you know? Twelve years of it? In Azkaban?❞ Note to self, stop making stupid references to somebody who clearly is behind on pop culture. ❝I just don't like waiting. It makes me associate it with something negative. Like, bad things are about to happen or something.❞

[silkymccns-blog]

youonlywishiwasvenom:

“Hmmm, well, it’s not just enough to say ‘I’m Goth’, also not enough to look the part either. Goth is a way of life, Goth is defying social norms, Goth is standing out against the conformists, Goth is pain.”

“Think you can handle it?”

❝ I’d say I’ve got the last bit down. The wardrobe, however, is going to be a work in progress. I don’t even know how to apply eyeliner. Does that mean I'm out? ❞

[silkymccns-blog]

@childsoldicr | starter call!

     ❝ I just had to ask. I just had to bring it up... there's always a catch. ❞

[prxttyasthedxvil]

Cindy&Calamita

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calamitasuccubus:

@silkymccns

Calamita danced through what seemed like endless customers. Hundreds of mortals were packed into the massive, dimly lit room. The scent of alcohol and cigarettes filled her nostrils, a smell which had become comforting to her over the years. Work allowed her to let go of everything. All she had to worry about while working was her ability to keep customers happy, which was a walk in the park for her. 

Devil’s Dalliance festivities were in full swing on this Friday evening, thunderous techno filling the patrons ears. Demonic dancers clad in angel wings flirted with awestruck mortals, a ploy to keep the humans docile and weak. 

Calamita couldn’t help but notice a group of ladies enter the building. Devil’s Dalliance was typically a very exclusive club, so generally Calamita at least recognized most of the patrons. She decided to be nosy, and introduce herself to the new beings. Perhaps her evening was about to get even better.

“Hey ladies! Welcome to Devil’s Dalliance!” 

A deer caught in the headlights, that was the proper way to describe Cindy in the scenario she was caught in. Never in her life could she recall that she had been stuck in such a peculiar place, everything was draped with dark curtains. It looked like a strip club for vampires.

Of course, Cindy kept her opinions to herself. It was understandable that her friends wanted to take her out, explore other things than the bunker she lived in, but this was taking it a bit far. Besides, she hadn’t pegged Lola for having a vampire kink. Seemed like she already knew what her two friends were going to do tonight, yuck.

Her eyes averted upon the figure before her, Cindy’s eyes couldn’t help but drop over the punk angel outfit she was clad in, leaving nothing to the imagination. Suddenly able to puzzle together why her friends had brought her here. Everyone were incredibly attractive. Maybe she should have dressed up a little bit, instead of entering in a pair of jeans and an old band T-shirt. God, she felt like such a cliché.

As her friends were too busy sucking face on each other, Cindy admitted that she felt a little uncomfortable with having all the attention pointed upon her. It wasn’t her scene. ❝ Uh, table for three? ❞ she tried, a little unsure of her answer.

Could you even ask for that at a club?

[thestoryandyou]

[mxno]

[m3rryg4m]

I’m a hopeless bromantic, high five me in the rain, fistbump me gently as the sun sets.

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soothedalittletoohard:

“A shot.” Jen snorts. This is turning out to be even more fun than she expected. “I like you, Cin.” She orders them Cindy’s first round and what’s going to be her second. “Deal. I promise you won’t regret it.” She doesn’t have work in the morning, nowhere’s exploded so far– it’s just nice to get out for a while and enjoy herself, especially with good company.

Drinking wasn’t something she often engaged within. Sure, after having been released from her bunker, she had a couple of beers. But her drinking habits were still a work in progress. ❝ And apparently I like you too, you laughed at my joke, ❞ she pointed out, earning a small smile from the web-manipulator. All right, since Jen laughed, she had to take it now. Taking a deep breath, she raised her shot glass to clink it with Jen’s. ❝ Cheers? ❞ Please don’t be plain vodka, please don’t be plain vodka.