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[v--iper]

sliipstreamed replied to your post: Well, she's gonna get a kiss from 1 (one) speedy...

“She’ll stop for ya!”

“Please, mighty speedy lesbian, slow down jus’ enough so I can smooch.”

[unethicallybrilliant-a]

@sliipstreamed //closed plotted starter

Finally, the weekend had arrived. After a terribly long work week she was ready to unwind with a strong drink at her favourite bar. She was a regular, staff all greeting the redhead as she SAUNTERED in to take her place at her usual stool nestled at the corner of the bar counter. It was in the shadows enough to be left alone to her drink as she watched different groups of women giggle and chat over bottles of wine and brew.

She orders her usual, whiskey on the rocks, and sips at the dark liquid as her eyes scan the room, lingering on a petite brunette at the other end. She waits, eyeing her up from afar as she knocked back her beverage, STUDYING her, before she makes an approach.

God, she was STRIKING, enticing, and Moira feels a heavy pull toward her. Whether it was the booze or her desperate need for physical contact she didn't know, but she was inexplicably drawn to the mystery woman.

She loosens the tie around her neck, just enough to breath, before stepping off the stool and over to her prey, sliding into the empty seat next to her instead. Her elbows rest on the counter, glass hanging between her long fingers, nails tapping on the half empty vessel.

"Might I buy you a drink?" She asks, husky voice playing the seductress, a smooth grin spreading across her liquor laquered lips.

Rich, brown eyes gaze into her own, STUNNING her as they make contact, distracting her from the task at hand. "What'll you have?" She pushes, waving the bartender over before she even has the chance to reply.

[unethicallybrilliant]

“ make me ”

In one swift motion she brings the hero to her knees, slender fingers entwined around brunette locks and her contrasting eyes narrow at her command.

"As you wish."

In a breath, her palm cracks across her cheek, leaving a bright pink welt in its place, a grin laced with sinister intent creeping across her lips before that same hand wraps around Lena's throat.

"Just remember, you asked for this," she warns firmly, voice smooth and low, foreboding as she throws her onto her back, watching her wince against the cold linoleum.

She brings herself down to the other's level, straddling her waist, feeling her hardness between her thighs, letting out a light chuckle before guiding her petite hand between them and inside Moira's pants.

She leans forward, breathing into her ear, "Do a good job and I'll reward you."

[hyperocktive]

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It was very apparent where Olivia’s mind was. Though she didn’t turn away from her work, she could clearly see Lena in the reflection of the machine in front of her. As she innocently went about her work with her human hands, however, one tentacle sneaked around behind Lena, reaching up and squeezing her butt.

The sound she received in reaction brought a smile to Olivia’s lips.

[ghstspider]

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    how long had it been since everyone had died? days bled into weeks, weeks into months. school had been canceled long ago, and with no parental figure to keep in her check anymore, time seemed to blend together. the only constant in her life anymore was the crime fighting, but even it seemed to just get monotonous after a while. most crimes were petty, and it didn’t take much to get the city in order each night. 

    at the end of every night, when things seemed calm, gwen liked to swing her way up to one of the tallest buildings in the city, and look over it. half the lights were out, and vegetation and trash were competing for dominance over the ruined city. but it was still nice to sit down and think about things for a while. 

except when somebody else was in your spot. 

    “ hey uh, i don’t mean to break into whatever dark brooding moment you’re having, ” gwen called as she leaped down from the edge of the roof wall and onto the gravelly floor. “ but you’re kind of in my spot, so if you could leave and let me have my dark brooding moment, that would be appreciated. ”

[directxrtony]

@sliipstreamed || New Beginnings

   “So it’ll contain her.” Tony closed the file and looked up at the quarantined glass room she was held up in. Their eyes met, only briefly and in the blink of an eye, she disappeared. But didn’t. “Trippy. Alright, I’ll take over.”

                     “We’ve already begun on a portable containmen-”

   “Don’t bother. Finished it last night.” The playboy responded, cutting the Overwatch Operative off and gesturing for the garage to be opened and a large, armored truck to come in. It attached itself to the room and he looked at Lena. “Thirty minutes, tops.” He assured her before looking at the woman and pointed “She can hear me through that, right?” The woman gestured and Tony leaned down, pressing a button and speaking into a mic, repeating what he’d said. “Way to make it comfortable.” He muttered, placing the folder under his arm and heading towards the passenger seat of the truck. “I know pickup was scheduled for Wednesday, but I’ve made this Stark Industries top priority and I don’t like waiting. We’ll be in touch.” He stated and with that, that truck departed and headed towards Avengers headquarters.

   The trip back took a total of twenty-five minutes and Tony smiled to himself at that fact as he stepped out of the truck and Lena was let into another similar looking room. This one was about ten times more luxurious and had everything she’d need and everything she didn’t. But Tony always liked showing off. Especially if he was hoping to recruit her, were his already growing plans to work. He wanted to make her feel a little more comfortable with the new space and the new faces. Once the truck had driven out and the garage was closed, leaving only the two, he stood in front of the glass. 

   “Can you talk or...?” He questioned, this time no mic was needed. “Probably in here.” He lifted the folder before setting it down on the table. “Skimmed through it. But I figured it’d be a bit more comfortable to become familiar this way.” Tony stated, tapping his fingers along the side of his leg.

[virulentphotographer]

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     ►►► Venom manages to make an impossible snap of its head, the charmingly Brity voice almost instanly making it lose interest in its neck-broken-prey. The massive hand drops the corpse just as its entire structure ripples and worms with life while turning to fully face her.

Its quiet for a time, simply staring at her with hinted rainbow shimmery ivories all to part a terrible, not on purpose, smile. "Hellooooo...~" It purrs too sweetly, too calm for what it just done.

"It'ssss rrrrude to stareeee..." It mocks.

[worldsbestdoc-archives-blog]

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The isolated dilophosaurus lay on her side in the dirt. Angela thought she knew her name, but with as many assets as she saw on a daily basis it was difficult to remember for certain. There was no telling what the handlers called their giant reptile babies. The T-rex’s handler liked to call her Ava; there was a clutch of new raptor babies named after the Spice Girls. Those, she remembered.

Fortunately, it was more important that she knew what to do with a sick dino than whether she knew what to call her. Angela knelt on the ground next to the bipedal carnivore, her arm resting on the dilo’s side to monitor her breathing.

“Has she been behaving normally? Eating, drinking, eliminating?”

Angela talked while she worked. Time was always of the essence while treating a tranq’d patient, herbivores and carnivores alike. Sure, steady fingers palpated the growing lump on the dilo’s neck. At first glance she didn’t think it was anything malignant, though it did warrant investigation.