STATURE.

lately i've been crying like a tall child.　　/　　marvel's cassandra lang , aka stature.　as loved by ro.　sideblog to hwkess.

[statur]

—–   wiccanwy‌  !!

     billy continues his side of the ‘ i didn’t burn the toast, i just like it that way ‘ argument which really isn’t true on his end on his way through the hall, his dad grumbling over how he didn’t raise him to cook CHARCOAL from a room away. it’s any other weekday, and no one’s trying to invade or destroy the world this afternoon. but it takes billy moments, front door sliding open and the neutral expression off his face, for all of his to come down.

     he doesn’t even say ‘ hi ‘ first, he needs a second for his eyes to work, literally seeing ghosts on his doorstep and making sure no part of her is transparent or ethereal. he didn’t open his third-eye by accident again, so this is definitely cassie. this is definitely cassie. this definitely CANNOT be cassie. ❛ cass…? ❜ who cares if it’s not, who cares if he pulled another PARASITIC MONSTER into the universe, CASSIE’S caught up in a hug that starts out hesitant, lingers in his first step just in case, and then she’s bundled in his arms and clingy hands and she’s taller than he remembers, or maybe he’s gotten taller, or maybe he’s overthinking it, but maybe not━━━━━━━ when she doesn’t disappear into thin air in his grasp, he feels the confused and stinging pin-pricks of tears in the corners of his eyes, fascinated by the hair and shirt fabric he’s got in his face, like she’s the new wonder of the world he’ll never see again. because she might be. he really hopes she might NOT be.

the strange thing about dying ,   aside from literally everything ,   is the time difference     –––     it’s been years for everyone she knows ,   but in cassie’s eyes ,   she’d died about a month ago   &   woken up right after ,   feeling like she’d just taken the worst nap of her life.   time passed by without her.   the thought has taken some getting used to.   billy looks different ,   older ,   but she supposes he is     –––     &  anyways ,   she doesn’t have much time to appreciate that before she’s being hugged like she might vanish again at any moment.   she knows ,   in billy’s eyes ,   she might.   (  she’s ghost - like ,   to everyone around her ,   despite her once - again - beating heart.  )   

there’s a specific kind of hug you get when you’ve returned from the dead ,   equal parts thankful and fearful.   it’s that kind of hug.   she’s gotten used to that ,   too.

cassie hugs him back just as tightly ,   smiling against his shoulder.         ‘   hey ,   billy.   surprise ?   ’        even if it has been a much shorter time for her ,   she’s missed him.   some part of her ,   those years she was dead ,   missed her friends desperately.         ‘   sorry.   for dying ,   and all.   won’t happen again ,   i promise.   ’

[statur]

can we talk about how it’s never stated in the comics where cassie woke up when she came back to life ,   but she showed up at her dad’s door so clearly it wasn’t at home.   did she wake up in her grave and have to make it out of there ??   was she somewhere she knew ,   at least ??   imagine being dead   &   your last memory being of your dad holding you after a battle while you die ,   and then waking up somewhere with no knowledge of how you got there or where you are.   (  worst case scenario ,   since doom brought her back to life ,   is that she woke up wherever doom was.   she’d freak.  )   i’m gonna say she woke up in the graveyard ,   because logistically that makes the most sense but i really don’t want her to have had to claw herself out of a coffin ,   yknow ??   that’s way too dark.   let’s assume her body got out from underground by magic when she got brought back to life.

also ,   since she had to go show up at her dad’s place ,   we can assume she had to have the same kind of reunion with her mom and everyone else she knows as well.   and iirc it never even shows what her reunion with her dad was like ???   how many people thought it was some kind of sick joke or trick at first ,   when she came knocking on their doors ??   how badly do you think that affected this 16 year old who died and has to rebuild every relationship in her life ,   bc everything is different now.   the comics refuse to show her death affecting her in any way whatsoever ,   but i just don’t buy that.   dying’s traumatic !!   waking up in front of your own grave   &   having to find your way to your parent’s house is traumatic !!   cassie’s got a ton of trauma that she hasn’t dealt with at all !!   thanks for coming to my ted talk

[rosources]

—  lyric starters :  sir babygirl’s crush on me.

‘  i kissed your mouth and forgot what it sounded like.  ’

‘  i’m running home with my heels on my head.  ’

‘  i guess that’s a nice surprise.  ’

‘  you don’t know.  ’

‘  you don’t know me anymore. i changed my hair.  ’

‘  lights shine brighter when there’s tears in your eyes.  ’

‘  flirting with her is like butterflies screaming.  ’

‘  i’ll lend you this, i’ll lend you that.  ’

‘  how is it that you two always seem to match?  ’

‘  promise that you’ll never give it back.  ’

‘  what the fuck is going on with me?  ’

‘  she left her name on my lips. i don’t think i’ll ever get over her hips.  ’

‘  i was buried in the summer all those parties ago.  ’

‘  i try not to remember til my body lets me go.  ’

‘  no one knows the difference from my laughter and my screams.  ’

‘  i’m running just to hide and i’m hiding just to breathe.  ’

‘  around every corner is the same night on repeat.  ’

‘  this party’s just another haunted house.  ’

‘  i can’t wait to lose all my friends tomorrow.  ’

‘  all my friends left me behind. they’re all dancing and they’re all free.  ’

‘  i think i might know them.  ’

‘  i don’t even know if i wanna be free.  ’

‘  the freedom of this party is killing me.  ’

‘  i was just trying to survive the night.  ’

‘  i was just trying to get home in one piece.  ’

‘  everyone i meet talks to me in names, but i never give them mine.  ’

‘  everyone i meet takes me on a date but i never take them home.  ’

‘  everyone i meet gives me great advice, but i never give them mine.  ’

‘  everyone i meet, i think is gonna die. but i’ll never know for sure.  ’

‘  so we shake our hands and say our goodbyes.  ’

‘  so you think you’re good at goodbyes?  ’

‘  so you think you’re good at denial?  ’

‘  got a knife in my back but all you see is my smile.  ’

‘  i’m a bad friend, that’s what they say.  ’

‘  look who’s counting.  ’

[modernpendu]

[statur]

@wiccanwy     (  starter call !  )

cassie’s grounded ,   technically speaking.   after the immediate excitement   &   tears over her sudden resuscitation ,   her mother had put her under house arrest     –––     technically speaking ,   she isn’t meant to be talking to any of the other young avengers ,   because her mom still partially blames them for cassie’s death ,   though she hasn’t said it in so many words.   she hasn’t even been given her cell phone back.   but hey ,   guess what  :   she’s alive again !   and it’s a good thing cassie’s never been much for rules or groundings ,   because there’s no chance she’s going more than a week without paying some visits.

so she sneaks downstairs ,   grabs enough quarters to pay for a subway ticket ,   &   hops a train over to billy’s place.   (  she had the route memorized before she died  ;   she’s really hoping he hasn’t moved in the last few years.  )   within twenty minutes ,   she’s standing on his doorstep ,   doorbell rung   &   foot tapping as she waits.

[statur]

@bornmajesdane​       (  starter call !  )

‘   i almost ran away to join your team ,   back in the day.   ’          the night she’d met the young avengers ,   she’d had a bag packed to head west ,   eager to be a hero in any way possible.   the opportunity had fallen into her lap ,   instead,   &   she’d never made it to the runaways ,   but     –––           ‘   sometimes i wonder if my life would’ve been different if i had ,   y’know ??   ’

[statur]

@spiderquip​     (  starter call !  )

‘   you’re a science - y person ,   right ??   ready to help me test the most important hypothesis ever ??   ’        she pauses for dramatic effect ,   grin on her face.         ‘   does death make one better at super smash bros ??   ’        she sure hopes playstations are still a thing.   out of all she’s caught up on about the last few years over the last few weeks ,   video games weren’t as high on her list as they should’ve been.   

[statur]

hmmmmmmmmmmm starter call ????

[covers-on-spotify]

“When Doves Cry”

Original by Prince

Covered by Sarah Jarosz

[statur]

Call me suspicious, but this has all the hallmarks of a trap.

it’s worth the risk to protect people.           /              accepting !!

‘   it’s fine !!   c’mon ,   i know a trap when i see one ,   and this doesn’t look at all like a trap.   we’re gonna waltz right into this place ,   kick some bad guy ass ,   waltz right on out   &   be home in time for dinner.   easy - peasy - lemon - squeezy.   ’          youthful naivety ,   she may have jinxed it     –––     ‘cuz just then ,   she hears an alarm go off down the hall ,   lights flashing ‘round them.   shit.          ‘   on second thought   :   you’re right   &   i should always listen to you.   let’s go !   ’

[statur]

girl  with  a  heart  of  gold.  girl  with  a  heart  like  a  city.  girl  looking  over  a  city  from  above ,  feeling  everything.  girl  twenty  stories  tall.  girl  still  growing.  girl  reborn.       /        marvel’s  cassie  lang ,  as  penned  by  ro.  sideblog  to  hwkess.

[vhenadhal-blog]

“how big, how blue, how beautiful” sentence starters (pt. 1/2)

tw: alcohol + drugs

❝ don’t touch the sleeping pills, they mess with my head ❞ ❝ remind me, what was it that i said? ❞ ❝ remind me, what was it that i did? ❞ ❝ did i drink too much? ❞ ❝ am i losing touch? ❞ ❝ what’s with the long face? do you want more? ❞ ❝ you’ve been here before. ❞ ❝ the water’s coming in fast! ❞ ❝ i’d already had a sip, so i’d reasoned i was drunk enough to deal with it. ❞ ❝ like always, you could never make your mind. ❞ ❝ you inspired a fire of devotion ❞ ❝ what kind of man loves like this? ❞ ❝ sometimes you’re half in, and then you’re half out, but you never close the door. ❞ ❝ now there’s a few things we have to burn. ❞ ❝ i was making you a wish. ❞ ❝ what are we gonna do? ❞ ❝ we’ve opened the door, now it’s all coming through. ❞ ❝ tell me you see it too. ❞ ❝ i’m happy you’re beside me. ❞ ❝ what is it worth when when all that’s left is hurt? ❞ ❝ the damage is already done. ❞ ❝ come on, is this what you want? ‘cause you’re driving me away. ❞ ❝ i don’t know how i don’t just stand outside and scream. ❞ ❝ i am teaching myself how to be free. ❞ ❝ outside the world seems a violent place. ❞ ❝ but you had to have him, and so you did. ❞ ❝ some things you let go in order to live. ❞ ❝ who made us this way? ❞ ❝ i know you’re bleeding, but you’ll be okay. ❞ ❝ hold onto your heart, don’t give it away. ❞ ❝ i know it seems like forever. ❞ ❝ one day this will be over. i swear, it’s not so far away. ❞ ❝ i’m gonna be free and i’m gonna be fine. ❞ ❝ another drink, just to pass the time. ❞ ❝ it’s a different kind of danger. ❞ ❝ never knew i was a dancer. ❞ ❝ these chains never leave me. i keep dragging them around. ❞ ❝ why can’t you let me know? ❞ ❝ without your love, i’ll be so long and lost. ❞ ❝ are all those bridges now old stone? ❞ ❝ it’s been so long between the words we spoke. ❞ ❝ i figured out where i belong. ❞ ❝ it’s the hardest thing i’ve ever had to do. ❞ ❝ can my dreams keep coming true? ❞ ❝ i forget all that i’ve been taught. ❞ ❝ i can’t keep calm, i can’t keep still. ❞ ❝ it’s the hardest thing i’ve ever had to prove. ❞ ❝ i went blind for you. ❞ ❝ perhaps you don’t exist. ❞

[daloochblog]

Some girlies in Ts.

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hmmmmmmmmmmm starter call ????

[kayleerowena]

i reread young avengers yesterdy and my main takeaway is that i! miss! cassie! lang!

[statur]

"I haven’t met a cell yet I couldn’t get out of."

it’s worth the risk to protect people.           /              accepting !!

‘   hey ,   me either !!   ’          cassie grins ,   holds her hand out for a fist bump.      ‘   i mean ,   mine’s cuz i shrink  &  crawl through the bars     –––     i get the feeling your’s more of a punch - through - the - cell scenario.   still cool.   ’

[sankta-zoyas]

torchwood (series 1) starters 

If I get punched again, I’m punching him right back. 

CSI Cardiff, I’d like to see that. They’d be measuring the velocity of a kebab. 

I was working on a punchline. I’d have got there, but it would’ve been good. 

I’m getting tired of following you.

I show you something fantastic, you find fault. 

Bog standard space debris. That’s a technical term. 

Hey! Sometimes a little technobabble is good for the soul. 

Still here? Everybody else is off doing whatever it is they do when they’re not here.

I’m not going to hurt you. I’m going to bloody kill you. 

Some things you’re just better off not knowing.

Sometimes, in order to save what we love, we have to risk losing it.

You’ve ruined everything now! 

Haven’t you ever loved anyone?

You need to figure out whose side you’re on here, because if you don’t know, you’re not going to make it out of this alive.

One day, I’ll have the chance to save you, and I’ll watch you suffer and die.

There’s always something left to lose. 

You like to think you’re a hero, but you’re the biggest monster of all. 

Why do you keep doubting me? 

See, to my mind, that was a good kiss. It was borderline great. So good in fact, you’ve been avoiding me ever since. 

Call me suspicious, but this has all the hallmarks of a trap. 

I haven’t met a cell yet I couldn’t get out of.

Don’t you ever wonder how long you can survive before you go mad, or get killed, or lose a loved one?

It’s worth the risk to protect people. 

Sometimes I think even that stick up your arse has got a stick up its arse.

Thanks for that rambling trip to nowhere.

You do something unbelievably brave and sexy, I have to kiss you. I don’t make the rules. 

What do bosses do in situations like these? You know, regular bosses. 

She was good at murder, too.

You frighten the shit out of me, yeah.

It’s all my fault, isn’t it? Never bloody stops being my fault. 

Of course, bananas are far more interesting. 

What do you think you’re playing at? I thought I could trust you to behave. 

What worries me is how easy it seems to be for you to lie to me.

The thing about love is that you’re always at its mercy. 

You can be such a wanker sometimes. Do you know that? 

Do you always know best? Is that what you believe?

I’m lost enough here without you holding back on me.

I’m sorry, but who exactly put you in charge?

Okay, we’ll play it your way. Safe and boring. 

I just think you should live every night like it’s your last. 

I was aiming for your shoulder.

I thought telepathy would get you to make me a cuppa. 

So are we going to sit around crying into our lattes, or are we going to do something about it?

Excuse me? Hi. Any time you feel like talking sense. 

I’ve seen you use that smile on a lot of people. The smile you use to reassure people when deep down you know everything’s going to shit.

All we’re doing here is putting sticking plasters on gaping wounds. 

So I guess this is goodbye. Good luck with the end of the world.

There’s gotta be something you can do, otherwise what’s the fucking point of you?