#nxnjapool

[arxnexe]

@nxnjapool || WANTED A STARTER ||

                ❛ —— So let me get this STRAIGHT, you’re your own TEAM ?? What team, the HELLO KITTY TEAM ?? ❜  He was being sarcastic about the name of the other’s individual team

[exacutusungues-blog]

@nxnjapool

 “Righ’, how about we kill somethin’, an’ then ask questions?”

[xshxxtingstaar-a-blog]

a simple starter for @nxnjapool

       “No! You cannot try on the helmet! Now step off!” now fly out of his reach. And away. Far far away.

[sorcercrsupreme]

★★★

for every “★” i get, i will post a fact about my characters.

1. His favourite flowers are Irises. Specifically, the Supreme Sultan Iris. He gets a kick out of both the name and the fact that it’s colours almost match his cloak.

2. He likes to read the Sunday comics in the newspaper. While it doesn’t run anymore, Calvin and Hobbes was his favourite.

3. Continuing on that, he’d never admit it, but he always secretly wanted someone to invite him to play Calvinball.

[sorcercrsupreme]

USE THE LETTERS OF YOUR MUSE’S FIRST NAME TO DESCRIBE THEIR PERSONALITY.

Tagged by: @hank-thebeast-mccoy

S trong T actful E ccentric P atient H andsome eadstrong E gotistical (occasionally) N eglectful (of himself)

Tagging: @nxnjapool @cameoutofabottle @dubiousmorals @hellfireandhightops @xclinton

[sorcercrsupreme]

00:00:00 (not sorry)

In a universe where everyone is born with numbers on their wrists counting down to when they’ll meet their soulmate, send me 00:00:00 for my muses reaction to their numbers hitting zero when they meet yours.

He KNEW the faces of those that had caught the attention of the world, of course. He had SEEN this man in the Orb of Agamotto as he… well… Stephen couldn’t really describe everything that he did. Occasional hero, mostly the exact opposite of that, KILLING people for MONEY. It was everything that he, as the Sorcerer Supreme, was supposed to stand against.

He was the protector of this dimension, he was a force of GOOD against all EVIL that walked this world (at least, that which he wasn’t confident the other heroes could handle), and yet for some reason… for SOME reason, Fate had led him HERE, of all places.

He’d often found himself wondering if DESTINY had a sense of humour, and at this moment, Stephen knew that it did. A dark and twisted sense of humour; one that liked to see people suffer. For a few moments, Stephen could only STARE at the red and black masked face in front of him. This wasn’t real. This COULDN’T be real.

And yet the clock beeping on his wrist still told him otherwise.

“No.” Stephen raised his hands up and took a step back, “No. This isn’t — that’s not FUNNY, what do you expect me to do?” He wasn’t talking to the man in front of him, his supposed soulmate, of course, but rather, more to himself, and to any particular POWER that would listen to him at this moment because he wasn’t really sure what else to do.

He turned on his heel, starting to walk away several steps. He felt the pull on the invisible (to most) red thread that connected him to the man and he growled in frustration, spinning back around and pointing at him. “This — this isn’t—!” The sorcerer closed his eyes, attempting to gather himself back together, to make some sort of decent first impression, despite his protests because Destiny had a way of kicking him in the ass when he didn’t LISTEN to it. Finally, he opened his eyes again. “Hello. My name is Stephen.”

[skyethebluebird-blog]

@nxnjapool | cont from this ask

[Text: BlueBirdy]: it’s about damn time someone admitted it!  I have a crown and every thing! [Text: BlueBirdy]: Now get your little birdy booty over here and lets eat some tacos and drink some margaritas to celebrate my reign.   [Text: BlueBirdy]: you can even be the king if you want :)

[text: DeadGuy]: fuck do i get a crown [text: DeadGuy]: i need a fucking crown, my queen [text: DeadGuy]: does this mean we rule the apartment building?