#magicallyimpossible

[seekesotsibteadmist]

@magicallyimpossible

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 Helping the Professor by starting up on the next layer of the snowman was bringing Saima a lot of simple joy. Casually bundled up, they could barely make out the cold but appreciated the feeling of the winter air. “Right. People think you get too mature or whatever to make a snowman. But it’s just.. fun to make something out of snow. Packing it all together to see what you make is very satisfying.“

[siiinfilled]

@magicallyimpossible​ [ x ]:

Bruce looked up to see what Talia was pointing to. Mistletoe up above them both. He sighed. He knew what had happened. Talia must have gone around his house, and hung up some mistletoe. “I do,” he answered. “But first, tell me, why is it there in the first place?”

“Why else do people hang mistletoe over doors?” She would have thought that the reason was obvious, but in case he, by some miracle, didn’t realize what it was, she stepped a little closer to him and puckered her lips ever so slightly. Outside the Bat suit, she had to believe that Bruce had a sense of playfulness; if a lethal assassin like her had it, he could, too. 

[birdonawiresara]

Closed starter for @magicallyimpossible

Sara had just walked into her current safehouse, leathers, wig and mask still all in place from a long night of patrolling, when the Professor’s ship suddenly started to materialize out of thin air. She could only assume that it was an emergency, that she had shown up like this because she needed help. But she still had to warn the other woman before she stepped out of her box, “Careful, I have traps set up all over the room. ...What’s going on, Professor? What are you doing here - are you in trouble?”

[voluntadfuerte]

@ofgclaxies​ | morning after starters | nsfw

“Too creepy?” she asked but she didn’t care. She liked watching him sleep. Maybe he wasn’t a fan but she still enjoyed it. Him, her, like that, together, nothing bothering them in this moments for the both of them.

[historiesandmemories]

starter for @magicallyimpossible​‘s Twelfth Doctor

It was late, but Delancourt hardly seemed to notice as she sat poised before the eyepiece of her telescope, starring out at the stars. They were so distant here, cold and dull. Back in Cacadia the stars were so close you could almost touch them, running your hands through swirling galaxies and gather planets into your arms. She missed that.

The once and possibly still queen drew back from the telescope just as the ground shook and a loud bang filled the air. She grabbed the railings of the stepping ladder, stabilizing herself for a brief moment before the world seemed to still once more. Once she had her footing, she launched herself off the ladder and towards the door, taking the spiral steps down the observatory tower two at a time and praying she didn’t step on her skirts and go tumbling to the ground.

Coming out into the garden, it became evident something very wrong had occurred. There was overturned dirt and bushes, flower petals scattered everywhere, and amid it all there was a man. The sight of it all stopped Delan in her tracks. Her mind struggled to catch up, make sense, but it wasn’t doing so well with that. She wanted to ask what was going on, where this man was from, what he had one to her garden, but none of those questions would leave her lips.  

Eventually, a couple words stuttered out of her mouth, “Are you okay?”

[shesquiinnsane-a2]

❖ BATMAN 『 @magicallyimpossible​ 』

NO LAUGHING MATTER.   It was all over.   Every part of him she’d had was lost.   He was gone and there was no salvaging it.   Sure ,   it wasn’t allhis fault. &nbspl The madman Henry killed her final chances but Batman was the only one she could blame now and he had been the start of everything.   The reason everything had gone downhill.   Part of her was even convinced he’d dragged her down so far for fun.   She tried not to show she was still hurting ,   but her own defences blamed Batman for everything.   All the death ,   the destruction of her world.   Her shrines ,   her family.   All of them had gone because of Batman.

❝ Don’cha think this gal has been through enough ?? ❞

Harley stood up ,   her mascara still running down her face.   He’d locked her away in his basement ,   or at least that’s where she presumed it was.   Pressing her head against the glass she paused ,   freezing almost completely before throwing all of her weight at the transparent door that separated the two of them.   It shook ,   but didn’t crack and didn’t relieve any of her emotions like she wanted.   At first her voice had been quiet ,   but if she couldn’t break out the least she could do was have him hear what she had to say.

❝ Wasn’t killing everyone enough !!   Might not ha’ been by your hands big man but it’s all on yas !!   Hope ya think about it every time ya close ya eyes !!   Hope he haunts your nightmares every goddamn night !! ❞

[afaroffadventure-aa]

@magicallyimpossible​ liked for a thing !!

          “They’re gone now,  we’re safe.”  Mulan lets out a breath and turns to the other,  giving them a small smile.  She still felt as though she was useful when she could save people like this.  “Are you okay though?”

[themadvigilantist]

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“So, gifting anyone anything special?” V asked with a curious glint in her eye and a grin along her face. It was around or near the time that people tend to shop early for the holiday season. Whichever holiday it so happen to be.