#invenina

[thoughtsmash]

hc: bruce privately practices mario party games so whenever he gets to play with his kids they don't make fun of him for being ass (instead they make fun of him for tryharding in mario party)

bruce executing frame perfect 10 blocks and abusing i-frames as amadeus shoves him in a locker

[venomblastings]

@invenina​

“Don’t look at me like that. I did the best I could with limited recources. And I think I did okay!”

[aquaferrum]

@invenina​

“Ah, hello. You can call me Stingray, I’m an Avenger― well, kind of. I take it you’re one of the... Hulks?”

[thebladedsoul]

@invenina​

“Are demon fighting sorceresses a thing on social media?” 

[embodieshorror-blog]

starter for @invenina

“Jesus, I can’t believe I threatened to call the fucking cops on you.”

She sounds a little irritated, a little embarrassed. She’s only annoyed with herself, really. Growing up in a conservative household, it’s taken her some twenty years to learn that just because someone carries a badge and a gun doesn’t mean they can be trusted. A badge is just a piece of metal. A gun is just a piece of metal too, really. Metal or plastic, but no amount of lights and clockwork and attachments can disguise the fact of what it is. Humanity’s fears have evolved with them; wolves were to be feared in the days where all a hunter had at his disposal was a knife and a snare, but now they’ve built too much, great cities of concrete and metal, and their fears have grown too abstract, too powerful.

“Alright,” she sighs, meeting Carmilla’s gaze. No nervousness or discomfort this time, just grim resignation. “There’s a lot to unpack. Like...a lot. So, like...should I just start from the beginning, or what?”

[kojiscorner-a]

@invenina

“Hey, you, uh...got a sec?”

[albumregina]

@invenina // starter call

“Oh, how lucky I am.”

     Emma sat cross legged, looking upon her kingdom and domain of the Hellfire club. But it now appears she has a guest. An unwelcome VIP. But still, a VIP was still a very important person, welcome or not. 

“I hope you’re not here to test strength or show me a pissing match, I’ve just ordered new silks for the tables.”

[urbanjunction]

@invenina

“Uh, Hello, Mrs. Ross. You’re looking very bird-- Beautiful today.”