#illxfated

[titanium-alloy-automaton]

@illxfated​ Continued from X

He’d chuckle some at the reaction, having not really expected that. He felt a little discouraged by the amount of times the other would call him a piece of technology. A machine. Although... He was correct. He was a piece of technology. He was a machine. But he was equal parts man as machine. An AI, perhaps, but his personality and traits weren’t programmed. He had developed those himself, over a span of more than 100 years. But the other didn’t know him well enough to know that. So he held nothing against him for his words, or views.

“Well, it’s merely the truth. I don’t have the heart to tell you untruthful words.” He’d note. Which was the truth. He was, quite literally, unable to lie. Withhold information, yes, but not lie.

[titanium-alloy-automaton]

'ʘ‿ʘ' - donnie : P

Send a ‘ʘ‿ʘ’ if your muse finds my muse attractive.

Oh, really? I hadn't anticipated that. But I must say, I'm rather flattered that you consider me attractive. Thank you, Donatello.

[readyforyours]

☂ (Steve)

meme || accepting

“This isn’t a wet t-shirt contest, Rogers. Can we head inside? Fuck, I know we’re supposed t’ be training for any situation... But I’m not in th’ damn mood today.”

[readyforyours]

🕯 (Steve)

meme || accepting very selectively

“If you hand me that-- yeah.” They’re stuck in some backwater hole in the wall. It’s a crappy little place with no cell service so he’s really not surprised when the power blows during the storm. They only have to get through the night, then they can catch a lift back to civilization. Still, getting through the night in a draft, wet, & dark safe house is far from ideal. He takes the log, throwing it in the fireplace. He’s either going to send them up in smoke if something is blocking this, or he’s going to keep them warm so they don’t lose sleep to the dank cold.

Luckily, it works.

“Fuck, the next time I say it’s fine to let them drop us in Europe, tell me to go get bent. I’d take the desert over this shit. How’re you holding up?”

[inlovewiththeflames-blog]

illxfated replied to your post “I do want to make a dc multimuse but I’m torn. Do I convert this blog...”

i would go follow your multi (I am also going to be remaking my blog and migrating things)

you don’t have to make a new blog, you can just revamp the existing one. you don’t have too much on that one. just take some time, figure out all the muses you want and vamp it up

[readyforyours]

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Send me ✰ if you want our characters to interact || accepting

Okay but yes I approve of these shenanigans. 

[readyforyours]

✖ (Steve Rogers)

send me a …. || accepting selectively        ✖ for my muses reaction to waking up in a hospital bed and finding yours asleep in the chair beside them.

He hadn’t expected the op to go well, but just HOW badly it’d gone was... probably going to go down in the books as some sort of record breaker. He’d been thrown through a WALL, & he vaguely remembers Steve yelling for him.

Which really should have been some sort of sign, given Steve wasn’t even supposed to BE there for this op. Ge blinks awake, groaning softly at the harsh fluorescent lights & covering his eyes. He looks over after what feels like a lifetime & sighs. 

                   ❝ You didn’t have t’ stay, big guy. ❞