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Written by Bree
15+ years RP experience
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"The fact that I have been on a 'True Crime Binge'- I believe that's the term used-" he began defensively, "- Is not a cause for concern. This isn't inspiration, this is research. In understanding how barbaric Midgardians truly can become!"
"It's not really a binge until you've listened to an entire podcast series in one night. This is just light entertainment." She pointed at what he'd been watching.
"People choose to just listen to this? I feel like that would be much worse. There's a lack of separation when only one sense is being used." Was he a little creeped out by the last episode? Perhaps... Was he very happy he did not reside in the country? Very.
"Yeah, some women walk alone through wooded areas listening to true crime podcasts to feel a sense of danger." Wanda explained. "It's more immersive. Plus you can do the dishes at the same time."
Loki stared at her, trying to process the idea of mortal women purposefully seeking that sense of danger, to that degree. "Surely there's safer ways to get one's... sense of danger going? Wooded areas have your realm's bears and wolves, is that not enough?"
"Are you going to behave from now on?"
"No."
❛ Tell me when to stop. ❜
"You claimed you were curious- I'm of a mind to be reasonable with my answers. Why already act like you're reconsidering this?"
❛ Tell me if I'm bothering you. ❜
"Hardly- I am listening, I promise. I am merely attempting to find something to help solidify this theory you have... I believe... I have heard of that event you speak of, but under a different name. As large as the galaxy is- supernovas are still fairly rare and are closely studied."
❝𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐞❞ rp meme. as always, feel free to change pronouns, tweak, modify, or adjust these prompts as needed!
❛ Tell me how I know you. ❜
❛ Tell me how to help you. ❜
❛ Tell me what you want. ❜
❛ Tell me you want me. ❜
❛ Tell me the truth. ❜
❛ Tell me a lie. ❜
❛ Tell me a story. ❜
❛ Tell me if this hurts. ❜
❛ Tell me what happened. ❜
❛ Tell me who did this. ❜
❛ Tell me to stop. ❜
❛ Tell me you love me. ❜
❛ Tell me to stay. ❜
❛ Tell me if I'm bothering you. ❜
❛ Tell me how you did that. ❜
❛ Tell me you didn't just do that. ❜
❛ Tell me you didn't just say that. ❜
❛ Tell me I'm pretty. ❜
❛ Tell me you didn't think about me too. ❜
❛ Tell me you don't love me. ❜
❛ Tell me you want me to go. ❜
❛ Tell me you don't want me. I dare you. ❜
❛ Tell me what you want me to do. ❜
❛ Tell me when to stop. ❜
❛ Tell me what you were dreaming about. ❜
❛ Tell me about it? ❜
❛ Tell me about him/her/them? ❜
❛ Tell me what I should do. ❜
❛ Tell me you didn't forget. ❜
❛ Tell me I'm yours. ❜
❛ Tell me you're mine. ❜
❛ Tell me everything. ❜
❛ Tell me more. ❜
❛ Tell me what I did wrong. ❜
me: forgets Loki's tags, goes to check
Loki's Blog: hey you like... super never ever finished me...
me: ............. well *shit*
You know full well it was your actions that brought you here.
Send 💀 for my muse to rescue yours from a high fall
"... Dare I ask, if you at last fell for me, Agent Romanov," he teased. Mildly stunned that he'd managed to catch her, as he wasn't quite sure if he'd gotten the angle correct. He was also trying to prepare himself for whatever physical assault she was likely to lay into him- mortal or no, her fists left surprisingly deep bruises.
He looked up toward the height she had fallen from. "Anyone left alive up there that needs to be extinguished?" he added, curiously. Though he was trying to do right and keep the blood off of his hands- if the Black Widow was in need of leaving anyone behind, it likely meant they were a particularly dangerous individual.
Natasha remembered the split decision she'd had to make up on the sky scraper, grab the kid, kick the green creature's legs out, switch positions and then she was falling just alongside it. Pincer like maw splitting vertically as it snarled at her and a rightly placed Widowbite shocked it into submission.
Then it was just her, plummeting to the ground. It was alright, she mused, certainly a nicer way to go then she had hoped for or that she deserved.
Splat and gone.
Only the splat never came. Instead something suprisingly sturdy caught her and a honeyed voice made a snide remark. For a split second she thought it was Stark, but she could feel fabric and leather beneath her fingertips. And there was a suprising amount of green and gold and black.
The voice chattered on and with a shock, she recognized the tone, that easy demeanor... He'd taken Hawkeye, her partner, her closest friend, he still haunted her nightmares.
Natasha spun, locking one of her legs around his neck in one swift motion, hooking the other one behind it and squeezing her thighs shut around his leg, before lifting her upper body and with a suprising amount of force she flipped them, landing on her feet while Lokie went down. A widow bite followed, fully charged load of electricity unloading into his chest.
He didn't expect a friendly greeting. He didn't expect an 'oh my hero' from the Widow in the slightest. He was braced for taking whatever damage she could dish out, but the sudden twisting of her body and the thighs around his leg caught him off guard.
He landed, hard, on his back, groaning slightly from the impact of his own weight. The widow bite certainly stung, but through the leathers over his chest, it turned into little more than a tickling sensation before too long. He laughed the next moment, perhaps a little too used to ending up on his back in situations like this.
"So you didn't miss me?" he teased, cracking open an eye to look at the Widow. His gaze flicked up and above, to the window she'd leapt out of. A dagger quickly in hand, thrown with precision even from his prone position- and he got up quickly enough to avoid a body falling onto him.
"Oh dear," he sighed, gazing at the crumpled form on the sidewalk. "They really should have just considered you going out the window a success."
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"My my... So the Man of Iron still stands."
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"You look upset..." He leaned in a little closer, gazing into her eyes.
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Questioning Sentences, Vol. 23
(Questioning sentences from various sources to ask all kinds of muses. Adjust phrasing where needed)
"Why must you ruin everything?"
"Why do people have to tell jokes? I've never understood that."
"We've always done things together. Why does that suddenly have to stop?"
"Does that mean I'm helping the police with their enquiries?"
"How does it feel to cut into a living body?"
"Is your conscience heavy? Do you have guilt in your heart for doing what you had to?"
"I've ruined your day, haven't I?"
"You really do notice everything, don't you?"
"What happened to follow the facts? What happened to that?"
"Why are we meeting like spies?"
"That look in your eye is a pain in my ass. You know that, right?"
"Was it you? Were you the one talking shit?"
"Are you unhappy with your successor?"
"You must not know who I am. Want to find out?"
"You haven't come all this way just to turn back now, have you?"
"And I should believe in you? A spy?"
"You really are cut off from the world. Do you not know what today is?"
"Do you have any idea how painful it is to love you?"
"Are you going to fight him?"
"Are you opposed to sex?"
"Do you feel like pleading for your life?"
"Did you know that more people die at four o'clock in the morning than any other time?"
"Are you seriously bringing this up right now?"
"Does it ever get any different for people like us?"
"If you found out a man was cheating on you, how would you kill him?"
"Would you consider having an affair with a married man?"
"Do you take me for the sort of fool who'd make myself look so suspicious?"
"What's the matter? Cat got your tongue?"
"I thought you hated the police?"
"Do you know the story of how I came to be this way?"
"Why did you lie about never having been here before when clearly you had?"
"What are you smiling about?"
"Hey, I'm sorry, but what is your problem here?"
"Can you comprehend even for one second that this is not about you?"
"Obedience doesn't come naturally to you, does it?"
"Can I ask a dumb question?"
"How many languages do you speak?"
"You believe in psychics?"
"What do you do when someone's sky comes crashing in?"
"What we've been doing... It isn't indecent, is it?"
"What brought you to London?"
"You had me under surveillance?"
"Do you ever think about your legacy? The mark you leave behind after you're gone?"
"It feels wrong, doesn't it? To interrogate a miracle?"
"You simply have no concept of revenge, do you?"
"So you have no expectation that any relationship you enter into will last?"
"Are you going to behave from now on?"
i come back from working on character sheets and laundry only to see painful frostiron edits all over my dash...
Send 💀 for my muse to rescue yours from a high fall
"... Dare I ask, if you at last fell for me, Agent Romanov," he teased. Mildly stunned that he'd managed to catch her, as he wasn't quite sure if he'd gotten the angle correct. He was also trying to prepare himself for whatever physical assault she was likely to lay into him- mortal or no, her fists left surprisingly deep bruises.
He looked up toward the height she had fallen from. "Anyone left alive up there that needs to be extinguished?" he added, curiously. Though he was trying to do right and keep the blood off of his hands- if the Black Widow was in need of leaving anyone behind, it likely meant they were a particularly dangerous individual.
Send ☄ for my muse to save yours from a large object that is about to fall on them
There was little point in shouting a warning, but the instinct to protect another from harm had the words out of his mouth almost as fast as the spell left his mind.
"Look out!" he shouted, his eyes focused more on the falling tree branch- it was nearly as thick as the trunk- falling toward her. He felt the effort of thought surge through the back of his skull like warm water, and the branch was shoved out of the way. Though several smaller ones and many, many leaves still fell upon her.
"Are you all right?" he asked as he approached. A hand lifted to pluck a smallish branch from her shoulder, careful to not snag it on her hair.