GENIUS GIRL *

ind marvel original muse. written by red.

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Caitlin’s cute hair ☆(◕‿◕)☆ 2/??

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@whclehearted    for fitz !!

        ‘    do you normally babble this much ?    ‘      she lets her head tilt to the side slightly, eyes watching his closely as they stand in silence for a few seconds before she speaks up again.      ‘    not that i mind it, simply that it’s typically me doing it, and, in addition to that, i have no idea what you’re asking me.    ‘

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@whclehearted    for wanda !!

        lips part slightly as she stares at the other female, her fingers ever so slightly tightening around the screwdriver in her hand. she wasn’t sure if she was embarrassed by the accusation, or mad that wanda knew her dirty little secret. she lets her eyes avert as she turns her body, busying herself with her computer before speaking up.      ‘    did you really just accuse me of having a CRUSH on james barnes ?    ‘      if the crush wasn’t evident before, it certainly was now. why not just call him what everyone else called him  :  bucky ?

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tag dump

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        LIKE FOR A STARTER, while i work on nora’s tags !!

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/ @whclehearted    for bucky, the thing we talked about

        she lets her focus turn at the sound of the door closing. she had promised fitz she would look after his lab while he was away. of course, that didn’t include looking at the new projects he and jemma had recently started on, that was called snooping. she lets the blueprints slowly fall to his desk as she looks towards the stranger at the door. she lets her mouth fall open for a moment before closing it again, standing from fitz’s desk, she watches the other.      ‘    fitz didn’t mention anyone stopping by, is there something i can help you with ?    ‘      she almost speaks his name  :  sargent barnes, but thinks against it, instead, remaining silent, eyes raking over his form.

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/ @leagueremade    ilu

        ‘    you know, i’d be happy to take a look at the for you, if you’d like.   ‘      her eyes look down towards the round device in the other’s palm, watching as the blonde bangs her opposite hand against the device. eyebrows scrunch together as she takes two steps towards the other, her hand held out.      ‘    it’s kind of my specialty.    ‘

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/ @foreruns    surprise !!

        ‘    what are my thoughts on the flash ?    ‘      she lets her hand move to rest against her hip, eyes studying the man in front of her before letting her eyebrows pull together, finally finding words.      ‘    the coffee is delicious, the speedster, however, seems almost like a rebellious teenager. are you taking a random sample poll, or  …  ?    ‘

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/ @stcrlike    yeet

        ‘    oh, no    —-    that’s never going to work.    ‘      she lets her lips press together as she moves to the other side of the blonde, a smile forming gently across her features, her hand moving to rest atop the other’s.      ‘   may i ?    ‘     her voice comes out low as she averts her eyes towards the device in the other’s palm.

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      i’m a riddle in nine syllables, an elephant, a ponderous house, a melon strolling on two tendrils. o red fruit, ivory, fine timbers !    this loaf’s big with its yeasty rising. money’s new-minted in this fat purse. i’m a means, a stage, a cow in calf. i’ve eaten a bag of green apples, BOARDED the train there’s no GETTING OFF.

independent, private, selective original marvel - based muse. NORA MORRIS. written by red. cross - over friendly. multi - verse.

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ruinlain.

he  finds  a  smile  pulling  at  his  lips     as  soon  as  she  notices  his  presence,  and  takes  a  few  steps  forward,  attempts  a  small  wave.            ‘      hey,  nora.      ’            he  can’t  quite  get  it   right   because  of  the  cups  in  his  hands,  but  he  imagines  she  appreciates  it  nonetheless.   once  his  hands  are  free,  coffee  set  on  her  desk,  he  lets  a  small  laugh  ecape  him,  and  shakes  his  head.            ‘      one  if  them    is   for  you,  yes.   your  fascination  with  caffeine  wasn’t  left  unnoticed  ——   i  wasn’t  sure  how you  like  it,  though,  but  my  guess  was  with  plenty  of  sugar  ?   you  seem  like  the  type.      ’            he  lets  a  few  beats  pass,  then  adds :            ‘      try  it.   if  you  don’t  like  it,  i’ll  take  it.      ’

        lips pull back to curl around teeth as she lets out a very soft squeal, before taking a small sip of the coffee. she lets the warmth ease her, as she pulls the drink away, ignoring the rumble in her belly    (    so what if this was her fourth cup and still hadn’t had lunch ?    )      ’    it’s perfect !    ’      she lets her hand find his, giving it a very soft squeeze before moving it away, her eyes beaming as she watches him. she finds herself staring for a short moment before standing up from her chair, even in her heels she presses herself to her tip toes, hand resting softly against the male’s shoulder, her lips pressing gently to the side of his face. she holds herself there for a few seconds before pulling back, her thumb reaching to wipe away her lipstick.      ’    thank you, steve.    ’

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/ @ruinlain    for steeb !!

        at the sound of her lab’s door shutting, she turns to look at her newest guest, a polite smile forming on her lips as she looks at the much taller male standing at her door    (    almost like he was waiting for an invitation into her cozy room    )      ‘    captain rogers, mark me surprised  —-    ‘      she lets the words die in her throat as her eyes drift towards the two coffee cups resting in his too big hands. her smile grows as she eyes them for a moment, a single finger pointing towards the cups, before speaking up again.      ‘    if one of those are for me, i might kiss you.    ‘      she, herself, wasn’t completely sure it was a JOKE.

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