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a superhero must save themselves too.

independent && selective written by violet

#( promo. )#promo.#!!!!!#follow my child mKAY #indie marvel rp #indie mcu rp #antman rp #indie comics rp #independent rp

cfdarkknight

not tagging this for rpg tags since i really just wanted to do this incognito and just disappear like i was hever here *waves hands* but yeah mipsy here and i’m actually doing pretty good rn but a whole lotta personal reasons have made me make the decison, the ( final ) decision, to leave and not come back. but you guys do you, i dont wanna make this sappy, blahblahblah. this will be queued to the rest of my blogs if ya hadn’t unfollowed. yeah.

can you tell im on mobile? *shrugging* peace out. see you on the other side my dudes✌

#queue.#forgot to queue this to my other blogs #but i'm pretty sure i unfollowed everyone so

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@tictacscott

#im crying #when the hell was scott apart of the gotg #scott needs to meet gamora and the whole crew yes

maxximoffed

Alias #15

tictacscott

scott lang && jessica jones

#queue.#!!!!#i need for them to have a past relationship somehow !!!#jessica jones tag

scott lang && jessica jones

#queue.#jess needs a tag #i miss our last jessica jones already </3

------ A n d this is why my KID is cooler than yours.

scott && cassie

@stcture

#☌.and this is why my kid is cooler than yours ( cassie )#:')#love you boo

PLOTTING CALL

LIKE from the dude who thinks its cool to shrink down to the size of an ant, and grow as big, and BE the giant from jack and the bean stalk.

probs cut these off at 10 for my own sanity ( so ten characters ). so if you play multiples, pls specify muse(s) in reply. i’m going by characters, not rpers. i’ll hit you up when i can! (6/10)

#73:startercall #i know this is for starters but ???#how else will ppl see this #scott needs more threads of my bbs #queue.

this sucks dude i wish i could make it better. :

“to some extent.” he nodded slowly. hank didn’t know them that well to shed a few tears but he did feel a heaviness in his chest. and it wasn’t only caused by the death of this fallen mutant but also by the outcome of their current plight. it had seemed that they were making an advancement but after what transpired in the riots it seemed like they were back to square one. “i don’t think i ever formally introduced myself, i’m hank.” he extended his hand out towards the other male.

he glanced down at his extended hand, when he suddenly realized, scott needed to shake his hand. ❝ oh ... right. hank. i’m scott.❞ he smiled suddenly, but gave the younger a male a firm and nervous shake, embarrassed that he almost left the guy hanging. but then he gave him a funny look. ❝ you wouldn’t happen to be hank pym, would you? ❞ he asked as he briefly pointed his finger at him. this was probably, definitely, not the right time to ask this. but if this was hank? he was a little surprised. just a little. and that was an understatement.

#☌ . no of coarse you were talking to me ( convo )#( hank mccoy )

i refuse to lose again, come on, let’s play again.:

“ and you lose AGAIN, buddy ‘ol pal, “ tj smirks smugly as she wins again at chess. “ do you wanna play again and lose for the twentieth time? “ @tictacscott !

how did scott lose again? nineteen games in, and he hadn’t won one hand, in the game of bs. this was a simple game he used to pass the time with, in jail. scott was a thief. he should be able to win this.❝ yeah. but i’m not LOSING this time. ❞ didn’t he say that a couple hands ago. ❝ shuffle or deal? ❞

#☌ . no of coarse you were talking to me ( convo )#( talia wagner )#i hope the card game bs is okay xD #if not i can explain it real quick it's an easy game to understand #also your fc is supah pretty

don’t fight me on this all i care about is you cassie! :

the panic in his voice echoed throughout the room as her father held her tightly in his arms. she wasn’t close to death nor was she really in pain yet the situation felt too similar to ones she had been in before and panic ran through her veins. once again she was the weak link, the one who got hurt. “ daddy i’m okay. ” she spoke trying to unsuccessfully convince him as he sat her onto the bed and before she could make another attempt he rushed out. her fingers grazed her wound as she tried to think what might had happened but nothing came to mind. rushing back into the room with far too many supplies for their situation, her father began trying to examine her wound. “ i’m not sure what happened. i didn’t even feel until i changed back into my normal clothes.” cassie tried to give him a smile of reassurance. “ i’m okay dad. ” it was just a normal part of the job.

his eyes still lied on the wound, when they suddenly met hers in the middle of when she spoke. he saw that faint smile she tried to give him, but it hadn’t reassured him at all. ❝ yeah, sure, dad. i’m okay dad.❞ he repeated in a tone and a raised brow as he began to roll up the bottom of her shirt, just enough to uncover the wound. he dampened one end of the paper towel with water, hand grasped to her hip, as he tried best to clean up around the wound, what was stained on her skin. ❝ we ran out of a FIREY building where we both could’ve died. you’re not okay, cassie. ❞ he said more seriously. it’d be more humorous if scott was joking. but he wasn’t. as he pulled back, he sighed. ❝ i mean, come on, cassie. what were you thinking?❞ he asked, pained eyes on hers. ❝ you wanted to joyride the wild side? you wanted to wreck a little havoc? you dragged me into this ---- we should’ve been with the peacekeepers, not the hell raisers. ❞ he stressed. ❝ ... this might hurt a little bit. ❞ he advised, as alcohol was poured on a small cotton ball he found and reached to her wound again.

#☌ . no of coarse you were talking to me ( convo )#☌.and this is why my kid is cooler than yours ( cassie )#☌.peanut ( cassie lang )#its okay i'm late on everything lately love #ily too #also i remember they're supposed to fight so lol

look i come in peace i’m just here for the food black widow .:

“ there’s no need to sneak, scott. i’m not gonna hurt you. ” natasha watched the man, a confused frown written across pale, tired features. he was an odd one, the ‘ ant man ’, a name she coldn’t really wrap her head around, a man she couldn’t really aqcuaint herself with. she wouldn’t deny that there was something charming in his awkwardness, but natasha wasn’t feeling exactly complimenatry tonight. “ really. i’m not gonna bite. all that crap with steve and tony is a little – unnecessary now. ” natasha sighed, fingers clenched around the cup in her hands. the fights felt so long ago, so distant and unnecessary in the grand scheme of what was to come.

she paused a moment, natasha didn’t really know him, and speaking about everything with someone like scott seemed a little simpler than discussing it with steve. she swallowed. “ can’t sleep. ever since that kid… ” she shook her head, the memory creeping in on her, that feeling of powerlessness had seeped into her bones since the events in the city. “ i keep seeing it over and over again. ”

scott felt himself fall into a silence. his eyes slowly lowering in the middle of what the black widow was saying, and fall to the floor. he felt himself shift a little against the counter, uncomfortably. press the palms of his hands against it, fingers curled and clenching, underneath the edge, uncomfortably. the way he would lightly bite on the inside of his mouth. as if he was chewing something. uncomfortably. he’d never really talked about this, addressed this, with anyone. but it really MESSED him up. it did. but it messed everybody up, scott. so instead of coping with tea, he coped with beer. ❝ yeah ... ❞ he started. ❝ it’s bad, isn’t it? ❞

❝ between the kid, the base, and one of us kidnapped ... i don’t know ... ❞ . he breathed. ❝ i mean, he’s back! he’s ALIVE. but all this stuff still happened. ❞ he breathed again. ❝ and we couldn’t stop it. ❞ he said it quietly, almost under his breath. ❝ that’s all on us. ❞ he didn’t mean to make them both feel more guilty, but scott felt like it was the truth. ❝ i was at the base when the fire ... ❞ he shook his head, unsure of how to talk about this, wanting those memories to go away. ❝ ... it was horrible. ❞

#aintnosunshine.mp3 #because this reply is horrible *peace sign*#☌ . no of coarse you were talking to me ( convo )#( natasha romanoff )

i just realized. who could be scott’s wingman?

the falcon

*joke punch line drum sound*

ba dum tss

#73:ooc #i'm sorry

will you be my wingman? too weird? yeah too weird.:

@j-hudson-wolvie

“Well, I do like the Cheetos puffs, they’re still new-ish in this time, so that’d be awesome. Wait, do you have like….70′s money and stuff?”

❝ oh, i wouldn’t know. i wasn’t born until 4 years from now. but yeah, sure, cheetos puffs are great. oh i was just gonna steal it. the money. or i could just steal the cheetos puffs. heh, i was KIDDING about the money ---- i stole the money already. you don’t mind if i steal the puffs, do you? saves money. ❞ the last of it he said, as he opened door and walked through. ❝ but also, quick question, were you born in this time? ❞

#☌ . no of coarse you were talking to me ( convo )#( jimmy hudson )

hank is that you? wtf !:

Hank awoke with a groan, rubbing the back of his neck. The last thing remembered was getting in a car with a SHIELD liaison, then blacking out. He stood slowly, noticing the presence of the other, there.

“Alright, I’m not sure I can ask nicely or calmly more than once, so here goes. Where the hell am I? If this is some kinda test, I need to know who’s testing me.”

❝ dude, are you drunk? ❞ scott asked just standing there, because he swore two seconds ago, there wasn’t a body on the floor. ❝ maybe you’re one of the super-people with powers ---- okay, okay, no, wait ... ❞ he closed his eyes and held his hands up towards him. gesturing him as if to calm down. ❝ you’re not going to tell me you’re drunk, no way ... you BLACKED OUT! ❞ he grinned and clapped his hands together as if he figured it out. looking back at him.

❝ that’s some strong stuff you’re taking, kid! but my advice? right now? DON’T do it again. you’re in this dude’s mansion, 1973, trying to save our future.❞ he laughed. ❝ the only thing that was tested here were MAN vs BEER. ❞