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[stargazermuse]

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He hadn’t thought she could sleep that long. He was a late sleeper, but he had things to do and had waited for her to wake.

So when he made his way back to the living quarters to find her awake and making….was that pancakes? He couldn’t help but grin and walk over. He slid quickly between floating utensils and pecked her on the lips, enough force to startle her but not stop her. He pulled back quickly and slid around utensils, his hand moving quickly as the bowl fell, but not catching it as she regained her composure.

He chuckled and leaned against the counter near her, arms crossed. “What? A guy can’t kiss a pretty lady and get away with it?…..wait, that came out really odd. That’s not how I meant it.” Fletcher fumbled with the right words. Sometimes he could regret what he said. “Let me backtrack. I just wanted to surprise you. You’d been asleep all day.” He said with a shrug, brushing the hair from his face and watching her.

[tigerzcrd]

          Everything hurt.  Even his eyes burned from the intense flashes of light they’d been subjected to by the alien army that had blanketed the land.  There was a stabbing pain near his heart.  Orion could feel his bottom lip throbbing in time with the beat of his heart.  Holding a cigarette between his fingers like a lifeline, the Ranger limped his way onto the roof of the Avenger’s complex.  With a five year fight finally at an end he felt somewhat empty.  Quiet.  

                           Lost.

         A familiar head of hair greeted him, causing Orion’s head to tilt to the side ever so slightly.  This was usually his sanctuary, though he didn’t have a personal claim on it.  In times of emotional duress he liked to lay on the roof and look at the stars.  Sometimes he spoke to his mother.  Other times he spoke to Andros.  Either way, the conversation was only ever one sided.

         “ Is this roof taken? “  His voice is quiet.  Soft.  If his body didn’t hurt like it did, Orion would’ve turned around to find another hiding place.  Unfortunately, he’d expended all his energy walking up.  He had missed Wanda, though.  “ It’s good to have you back. “   //   @ofmgcks gets a plotted starter.

[gammaxrage-blog]

in need of some assistance from @ofmgcks !

Bruce had never been one to ask for help; since childhood, this had been frowned upon--now it was simply second-nature. Which is why he had taken the task of doctoring the damage done by the gauntlet into his own hands (well...hand). He had the qualifications and, frankly, was too damn stubborn to do anything but try to fix it himself. Plus, there was a part of him that felt almost...guilty? There were more important things for everybody else to expend their energy on--mourning the loss of their comrades, foremost. 

Isolating himself was a way to cope with his own grief--another learned strategy, courtesy of a neglectful father. In actuality, the Doctor was feeling a strong cocktail of emotions, which began to manifest themselves in the form of agitation as he worked on his arm. It was frustrating and, for all the pain being caused, there seemed to be little payoff; the damage was extensive and much of it internal. By the time that the door to the lab had opened, Bruce was seriously considering ripping his own arm off, aggression causing his blood to boil, the faintest tinge of green coloring the branching veins along his neck. 

In his fight to keep the beast at bay, the new presence in the room went unnoticed. 

[worldwarvet-archive]

“where does it hurt?”

hurt sentence starters || accepting

Where didn’t it hurt might be a better question. As it was, neither of them looked to be in good shape. She’d managed slightly better, having been able to keep her distance, but both were showing wear and tear from the mission and the quick escape afterwards.

He’d tried to hide the limp, but Wanda had sharp eyes, and had quickly cornered him and made him sit. He knew that stubborn look--had seen it dozens of time on Steve. With a sigh, he propped up his right knee, rubbing just a bit above the knee. “It’s not that bad. Just sore.”

[harlslequin]

💙 \\ platonic!

*pre-established ships.  ( accepting. )

           WITH A deep sigh, she plops down next to the witch.  a bottle of wine in her grasp, a red she’s nabbed from a clueless passerby on her way out  ( 100% the stranger’s fault for not paying attention on the train. )   ❛  wanda’roo …  ya ever start thinkin’ then keep thinkin’ until it’s too much?  — been one’a those days.  like it eats away at ya — th’ smallest things.  and it’s always somethin’ that’s outta your control, isn’t it?  ❜   another sigh as she muses aloud, digging a fingernail idly into the cork at the bottle’s neck.  switching topics without so much as a warning-

          ❛ you still with that purple guy?  ❜

@ofmgcks

[worldwarvet-archive]

‘ i worry about you. ’

love starters || accepting

He’d been up for a while. Alright, more than a while--three days, in fact, and he wasn’t sure if he was going to be able to keep this up. But there were too many things out to get them--the mail person seemed the most likely plant, as they’d have the best chance at scouting out the house, but the neighbor who walked their dog every day up and down the street was just as suspicious. All of them could be HYDRA. All of them could be spying on them, tracking each of their movements.

At the sound of Wanda’s approach, his head jerked away from the window, blinking at the darkness. Rubbing at his eyes to get rid of the itchiness, he shook his head. “I’m fine. Just keeping watch. Don’t worry about me.”

[posedthreat]

“TO BE FAIR, HAVE YOU EVER SEEN A CINNABON OUTSIDE OF AN AIRPORT?” He’d been woefully determined to get there early solely so he could get to the Cinnabon, because his statement was true - you really never saw one outside of one, and he wanted one. He wanted one more than anything. His gaze darted towards the woman beside him, eyes narrowing just a touch, “Have you ever even been to a Cinnabon? Don’t answer that. I’ll buy you one anyway.”   /   @ofmgcks ; avengersgotodisney2k19 sc.

[bringwar]

❛      just  a  little  bit  louder  because  this  song  is  intended  for  humans   ❜  @ofmgcks   sent  ✫  for a sentence starter !