#scarredsic

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He’s deathly quiet, eyes staring down upon  the metal of his arm and wishing, wishing,  wishing, that it would stop-- that they would  stop touching, stop fixing something that he  didn’t think was broken.

‷It’s not...broken...its compliant.‷

[james-m0riarty-blog]

Extraction - closed RP

Hot. It was too hot. As Jim opened his eyes, he realised why he was feeling that way. Waking up, he was tucked, nestled really, into Jack’s chest, his arms trapped between their bodies. 

The man was all muscle, something HYDRA obviously needed around, but Jim loved it, and loved waking up like this. 

He probably wouldn’t have felt so hot, if it wasn’t for the other large man, Sebastian, spooning him from behind, his arm curling around them, bringing the three bodies as close as possible. 

Smiling, he sighed, closing his eyes in hopes of grabbing another hour or so of sleep. The two had worn him out all night, and he was exhausted, but he wouldn’t complain. Just on the cusp of falling back asleep, he woke suddenly, hearing Jack’s phone ringing. 

“Jack…..wake up. Silence your phone, I’m trying to sleep.” He murmured into his chest.

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S.I.C - Closed RP

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Shifting, Jim let out a small moan as Jack moved, rocking his body against him in the most delicious way. Fuck. This was going to end badly. Jim thought, as his hands balled into fists at his sides, refusing to reach up and grab the other by the hips. In the darkness of the room, Jim was sure he could get away with a lot, but he was also unsure of what Jack’s true intention was. The music, as muffled as it was through the walls, still pounded in Jim’s ears, the whole scene playing out in front of him making him uneasy, yet so very interested.

A puff of air was pushed through his lips, both out of shock and laughter. “Get rid of some clothes? Wh-what exactly should I be removing? I thought you were the one giving me a show, not the other way around.” Jim bit his lip as he made eye contact again. The look in Jack’s eyes screamed want and the small Irishman couldn’t help but shiver, still trapped by the others mass on top of him.

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💢⬅

@scarredsicsend ‘💢⬅’ for my muse to shove your muse into a wall.

He hasn’t realized what he’s done until it’s happened.  He’s got handler Jack slammed against the wall, metal hand gripping his throat tight.Swallowing, he backs off, rubbing his arm where he had been stuck with a needle.  

“Si-Sir--I--I’m sorry.”

[agentcrossbones-archive]

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“Guess who got top kills this week--?”

[trust-my-glorious-purpose]

The Avengers had raided a Hydra base, Loki was right next to them, spinning and dodging and hurling daggers at each person that tried to attack him. He could see Thor and Rogers not too far off, working in tandem to take down a small group of Hydra agents. Loki grinned, he worked his way farther into the base. He sent a shade of himself ahead, using it as eyes and ears to see what was coming. The shade disappeared and Loki stalked down the hallway, listening and observing as he went. Yet, nothing could prepare him for the sickening crunch that resounded in his skull. His knees went slightly weak and he came kneeling to the floor. He tried to focus enough to defend himself, but another blow came to the back of his head, his eyes crossed, sliding out of focus. One more blow and he was on the ground. "We have the Prince." Whoever had attacked him was now preparing him to be moved, he tried to fight them but was greeted by a sharp jolt of electricity to the stomach. "Struggle again and I'll shock you." Loki weakly tried to shake him off, one more jab of the stun baton and be was out like a light. @scarredsic

[hydradaddy]

Rings and Things | Closed

@scarredsic So, they were married. Technically. Brock still wasn't gay, obviously, but tonight had to be special, because this was the real ceremony. Tonight he would offer a real connection that they hadn't had before, and it would nearly be a ritual. He hadn't even let himself think about where he wanted the scar to be, because that was going to be Jack's choice. Speaking of... "Are you ready?"

[ceruleancoquet]

A Lost Friendship

Minx had been planning this day for weeks, months. It was in his every thought and dream, that he’d finally get to escape Jotunheim. It wasn’t the realm itself that he hated so. Jotunheim was quite lovely and Loki would dearly miss the cold breeze, the ice beasts and wolves. He’d miss the wildlife and the forests. He’d miss Jack. But he didn’t like to think about that yet. His family had become so abusive that he simply couldn’t stand it anymore and he had to escape.

None of this would even be possible without Jack. Loki was a thin runt of Jotunheim and was often mistaken for a child. With the help of his best childhood friend, he’d be able to leave his hell of a family and pursue dreams elsewhere. Asgard was what he had in mind. Loki was terrified to go, but even more terrified of having to stay with his family another day.

“Come on, there’s only so much I’m able to hold my magic for,” he murmured softly. They were in the shadows and Minx was attempting to open a portal. Jack had gone and picked up the ingredients for the spell he needed, which was why his escape had taken so long. The ingredients laid all across Jotunheim but it would look suspicious if Loki went to find them, so he’d sent Jack. 

He did not want to leave Jack, he wanted him to come with him. He knew what the consequences would be if they found out Jack had helped him. Loki was very worried for his friend. He tried again, using his magic to make the portal appear. He was just barely strong enough and the portal started to form. “Hah!”

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