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[itsbxtgirl-a]

⚠️ a text meant for someone else. @frosticr

( 📩 → pretty birdie 🐥 unknown ): HIIIIII TIMMY!!! can u come pikc me up pls???  ( 📩 → pretty birdie 🐥 unknown ): im senig colors!  ( 📩 → pretty birdie 🐥 unknown ): i hve bene infromed that is normal!! nvm!!  ( 📩 → pretty birdie 🐥 unknown ): yuore so cute it mkaes me sad u dont lveo me too!!! 

[roi-des-voleurs]

🕰️ an early morning text. / bobby -- @frosticr

[homme de glace] just in case you wonderin if you find a card or two on your floor [homme de glace] i /may/ have cut through your room on my way into the mansion [homme de glace] climbed up to the wrong window, obviously [homme de glace] hope i didn't disturb your sleepin [homme de glace] i also /may/ have borrowed one of your shirts [homme de glace] cause i kinda literally lost mine in a card game

[apoisontouch-b]

@frosticr

It felt like Rogue was making rounds --- trying to hit everyone as fast as she could to see just how much grief had impacted them, how much pain had rooted in their hearts... how many of them were letting the feeling fester. (She knew that she was among those who was craving revenge, but she was trying to curb it. Trying to push the desire away because it wouldn’t bring Scott back... nothing would.) Rogue knocked on Bobby’s door, pressed her ear to it to listen to see if she could hear Bobby moving on the other side. “Bobby?” She called out his name, but she didn’t hear him on the other side of the door. “No one saw ya leave so I ya gotta be in there...” 

She waited a beat before letting herself inside --- Bobby wasn’t there in the traditional sense --- but he was there. All around the room. Rogue reached out and felt the chill in the air. “Bobby...” Her voice was soft and pleading, she wanted nothing more than to give her friend a hug, some sort of comfort but that was impossible when he was in this state. (And she knew why too. He did this when he was feeling low --- and in a bad way.) “Ya gonna make my hair go all frizzy if ya keep this up,” Rogue tried to quip, but even her humor couldn’t break the quiet sadness that had rooted in her tone. “Please, Bobby. I ain’t leavin’ until ya turn solid so, ya might as well give up the ghost now.” 

[twentyninetynines]

@frosticr

In 2099, you could count the number of superheroes in existence on one hand.  Alchemax spent a lot of time working to wipe out anyone who went against their status quo, and superheroes definitely fit that bill. (They especially hated Spider-Man... but that was mostly Miguel’s fault for poking the bear.) 2020 was a little different. In 2020, there were superheroes all over. There were hundreds of them, just waiting for trouble to stop. It was all a little overwhelming.

It made it a lot more comforting to see a familiar face. Iceman --- Bobby looked the same now as he had in 2099, putting out a fire with a smile on his face. Miguel stopped mid-swing (froze, Bobby would’ve said) to watch, eyes wide under his mask. It wasn’t a grandfather or a great uncle... this was Bobby Drake, eighty-odd years younger than he’d been when Miguel knew him. 

The fire was out now, the people safe, and Spider-Man hadn’t moved. He could swing off before Bobby saw him. He could ask Lyla to crank on the camotech and avoid detection. He could do a lot of things but, rather than doing any of them, he swung over. Curiosity, he figured, annihilated the geneticist. “That was pretty impressive,” he greeted. “Got any other secret powers under all that ice?” Immortality, for example? 

[twentyninetynines]

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💫 a late night text. || @frosticr

(✉️ ➡️ frozen in time): it’s so cold in this century (✉️ ➡️ frozen in time): i know it’s a climate change thing, but i’m blaming you. (✉️ ➡️ frozen in time): shock you. stop making it cold. trying to sleep here.

[apoisontouch-b]

Send ‘happy’ to receive a happy/excited text from my muse.

@frosticr

(✉️ ➡️ icey drake ): Kitty got me a scarf for Christmas and  (✉️ ➡️ icey drake ): Sorry, ““Remy”“ got me a scarf for Christmas  (✉️ ➡️ icey drake ): I think it looks good? (✉️ ➡️ icey drake ): I think I’m a scarf person now (✉️ ➡️ icey drake ): image.jpg (✉️ ➡️ icey drake ): I still look like a prude don’t I? (✉️ ➡️ icey drake ): But scarves are fashionable right? (✉️ ➡️ icey drake ): Bobby, please, I’m having a crisis here about SCARVES

[solarsunspots]

Send ‘happy’ to receive a happy/excited text from my muse. // @frosticr

(✉️ ➡️ 🎶cold as ice🎶): guess who’s back (✉️ ➡️ 🎶cold as ice🎶): back again (✉️ ➡️ 🎶cold as ice🎶): berto’s back (✉️ ➡️ 🎶cold as ice🎶): tell a friend (✉️ ➡️ 🎶cold as ice🎶): WADDUP MAN i’m back in the country and ready to FUCK SHIT UP stop doing math and come HANG OUT WITH ME buddy

[shphrdspeed]

☽ for a sleepy text / @frosticr

[ text ; snowman ] you think anybody, like, actually watches baking shows? [ text ; snowman ] like, other than to fall asleep?