#reshielded:start

[drfcsters]

          &.  OPEN  /  @reshieldedstart​​  !

          “  OH  MY  ––  UGH  ,  ”  the  brunette  mutters  under  their  breath  as  a  gust  of  wind  sends  her  papers  flying  .  not  even  a  moment  to  enjoy  her  morning  coffee  !  jane  scrambles  from  their  seat  to  retrieve  her  papers  .  grimaces  slightly  when  they  spot  the  last  piece  of  paper  caught  between  another  figure  and  the  backing  of  their  chair  .  “  hi  sorry  ,  ”  approaches  [  YOUR  MUSE  ]  .  “  would  you  mind  if  i  just  ––  ?  ”  plucks  the  piece  of  paper  .  “  that  wind  came  out  of  nowhere  .  ”

[ivehurtpeople2]

It had been more than a few months since he, Gabby and all the rest of the blipped came back to life. The last five years had been a rollercoaster of emotions, something Logan didn’t handle well in high doses. While he had learned a lot from that time, he struggled with the though of putting it into action. Not to mention having to deal with the loss of some of the most important people in his life once again. He decided to take some extra time to try to get his head a little more right before he got back into the lives of people he cared about. Finally the day came he decided to get back to life as it was. He wandered around the city, keeping a low profile until he heard someone speak to him. “Hey.” He says while turning to give the person his attention as they spoke. 

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[greenarrvws]

          @reshieldedstart​​    //    “  I  OVERHEARD  SOMEONE  SAY  ‘  how  am  i  supposed  to  live  laugh  love  in  these  conditions  ?  ’  and  i  gotta  agree  with  them  .

[jvbilations]

          @reshieldedstart​​    //    “  DO  YOU  EVER  JUST  wonder  how  people  can  confidently  say  things  with  their  whole  chest  and  be  wrong  ?  it  could  not  be  me  .  ”

[arcreactedx]

“  I  can  sense  some  weird...tension  thing  going  on,  ”  he  doesn’t  look  up  yet  but  instead,  keeps  working.  he’s  been  doing  that  a  lot  lately:  burying  himself  so  deep  in  anything  he  can  think  to  work  on,  just  to  avoid  some  crappy  ted  talk  about  how  life  goes  on  and  yada...yada.  truthfully  he  wasn’t  sure  if  he’d  ever  be  ready  to  hear  it  (  what  could  someone  say  about  his  death  ).  “ definitely  busy  and  you’re  ruining  the  whole  vibe  BUT  I  can  recommend  a  great  masseuse,  ”  clicking  his  tongue  as  he  thinks  about  it.  “  —  well,  that’s  if  they’ve  not  packed  up  shop  —  purple  jabba  did  do  quite  the  number  on  a  couple  of  decent  businesses.  ”

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[redoutlawed]

he’d  never  been  able  to  stand  the  silence  for  long;  filling  it  with  sounds  of  every  footstep  that  came  pondering  adjacent  to  his  being  (  not  to  mention  the  BLATANT  trauma  response  he  had,  heightening  every  sound  —  listening  for  familiarity  ).  sometimes,  when  he  shuts  his  eyes,  he’s  back  there:  in  the  darkness  that  came  with  death  and  the  saddest  part  was  how  peaceful  it  seemed.  If  he’s  honest  with  himself  he’d  admit  he’s  waiting  on  it  —  that  every  fight  just  brings  him  one  step  closer.   “  out  of  ammo...but  my  aim’s  still  fucking  great.  ”

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[upheldjustice]

꙳       ⋆        ⌕.      (    𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧   𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫    )       .   .   .   @reshieldedstart​

              𝐢𝐭   𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐝   𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭   𝐥𝐚𝐰   enforcement   was   the   only   path   meant   for   james   who   dedicated   decades   of   his   life   to   the   gotham   police   department.   his   ambition   to   remain   within   the   department   was   focused   on   reversing   the   corruption   that   was   rooted   within   in   it.   he   didn’t   doubt   that   this   city   had   it’s   own   skeletons   ;   people   like   wilson   fisk   came   to   mind.   he   kept   his   conscious   occupied   with   news   sources   reporting   on   the   portal   and   now   new   york’s   current   events.   though   it   wasn’t   gotham   his   sympathy   for   this   new   city   remained.   he   cared.   and   some   would   argue   it   was   too   much.   even   with   the   requests   from   shield   pouring   in   ,   james   kept   his   position   as   a   professor   at   the   local   university.   he   exited   his   last   lecture   before   the   break.   closing   the   door   behind   him   he   carried   a   stack   of   books   in   one   arm   ,   ❛❛   sorry   kid   ,   class   ended   an   hour   ago.   ❜❜

[notterryberg]

“If I hear another man saying another nasty thing about a mutant or meta it’s on sight!” @reshieldedstart​