#crisisketched

[cardiomyapathy]

quietly slides him a drawing of his hair all messed up and runs away.

" – I don't look like that. " he does at before 8 am !

[inventorsdaughter]

@crisisketched asked: belle and adam sitting in a tree~

"will you knock it off?"

[justaprankhan]

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New York could be a great source of artifacts to use for power, but for the very same reason it was also a source of chaos. Way too many aliens attacking it, way too many battles, and today was no different; problem was that Hannah was no superhero, she was no super-anything, and while she had got caught in and had fought back, she really didn't want to be involved in more troubles there nor to have her face seen by the actual heroes who would come to help. She had hid in a cafe, just as people were starting to get away because of the noises from outside. "Listen, I'm sorry, I know this is crazy," she told the barista, holding onto her bleeding arm, trying to stay away from the window, "But I need to hide, if they lose sight of me they'll go away. Is there any back door or... whatever?"

[stolenfates]

Peter, jumping out of MJ's closet: BOO! MJ: Peter: MJ: Peter: *makes a sad face* MJ: Ahh! Oh my god! You scared me!

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[dcllfang]

; — @crisisketched BIT DOWN on the CALL🩸

NEW YORK had always remained one of her favorite places, the big city still felt dazzling to that CADERVOUS SOUTHERN GIRL that resided somewhere in her dead heart. The diners here were always busy, a DIZZYING influx of drunks and 1am randoms that fell like dominos to a PRETTY SMILE and PEACHY ACCENT. Varnished nails click her pen idly, leaning over the old style diner counter with a SUNSHINE flash of teeth.

❝Any idea what you'd like, darlin?❞ Warm honeyed gaze travels quickly over the woman in front of her, studying her TIRED expression and furrowed brow in combo with the sketch pad in front of her. ❝I recommend coffee for student blues.❞

[mjrcrimes]

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        mit wasn't exactly within the lapd's jurisdiction. this trip, however, had absolutely nothing to do with work. he wasn't entirely sure how he'd ended up roped into visiting colleges with morgan and ava, but given that the latter was keen to visit as many colleges as possible on the east coast, while his partner was hoping she'd settle on calarts? he was mainly there for emotional support. one trip to the cafeteria to grab a crappy cup of coffee later, and he was unfortunately very, very lost. he cleared his throat. "excuse me? don't suppose you know the way to the art department?"

[malka-lisitsa]

this is very belated, but pretend mj was on time as she hands katherine a canvas with a painting on it of her killing it on the field.

"Reptar destroying Nyc. This is perfect thank you MJ."

[death-upright]

"you're not gonna narc on me because i'm skipping school, are you? "

he gives a small laugh, shoving his hands in his pockets.

"what do I look like, a cop?," he jokes. "nah, you're fine."