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#VESPERT1NES; an independent, private, and selective multimuse blog featuring muses from dc comics, the legend of zelda, and various other medias. written by organa, they/them, 18+ blog.
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✨Husband and Wife✨
The “Nah, I'd Win” panel but it’s MJ and Peter. 💕
Plus! Bizarre sketches!
❝ mmm, no, tiger-man isn't a hero ⸺ i think. there's that avenger woman, tigra, but i don't think tiger-man is close enough for that to be a court case. don't you know that one mike murdock? what was his name? ❞ mary jane's brows knit together in contemplation, sipping on her hot chocolate as she waves her hand in dismissal. ❝ there's a reason i can't be a hero ⸺ unless i could *totally be the amazing mary jane. i think *that's copyright, though. did you copyright your name? ❞
mary jane waves her hand at peter's offer to pay, sticking her tongue out in *triumph as the two of them stroll away. she pulls her beanie further down on her head, a dimple-adorned smile *cracking across her face as she walks beside him off towards central park, ❝ i don't *mind paying. modelling gigs have been going well, and there's a lot *more coming. i like it. things are *finally going my way. ❞
❝ you sound like batman, ❞ it's a quiet remark, as if that would lessen the intensity of the conversation. percy's quiet ⸺ there's a *long pause between what he thinks is a reasonable period between sentences and enough to show that he was actually using his brain ( to the average eye ). those who looked closer, it was more so a careful dance around *how percy wanted to reply.
the kid wasn't too sure if he wanted to be completely empathetic to verso, in a continued string of oddity after oddity that wasn't supposed to be the result of skipping school on a wednesday morning. he *should be complaining that his mom would so send him into tartarus, that he'd get another mark closer to being kicked out of school ( thanks hera ), but there was no such remark. instead it was a quiet, kindred melancholy between two of olympus' most feared ⸺ the savior of olympus and the undead thunderboy.
okay ⸺ those names sucked, but percy's not in the *mood for wordplay.
he frowns again, blowing blond curls from his eyes as he thinks on what annabeth could say. she was a lot better at this, after all; the aftermath of dealing with demigod issues and parental burdens ⸺ percy wasn't. from twelve years old and on, percy jackson had been in a *constant fight to make it to adulthood, only to be thrust into yet *another war of gods he never even asked to be a part of, barely surviving by the skin of his teeth and his *very smart girlfriend.
their steps up from the new york subway station make percy feel as if he is holding atlas once again ⸺ a futile attempt to shoulder the burden of things never meant for him. his mouth finally opens, the glint of blue-banded braces in the morning light, ❝ good try to dissuade me, verso, but monsters loooove me. they'll come sniffing around *soon enough, man. ❞
percy kicks another rock. his hand, dutifully tucked in his pocket, finds purchase against the cap of riptide. he lets out a sigh, shaking his head as they round the corner back into humanity, ❝ if it's not the monsters, it's the gods, right? ha! ❞ he's trying too hard, but he just ... he *knows.
im gonna try to finish house of hades so i can get percy muse back
Young Just Us
Having fun like regular teens
Ko-fi
PROMPTS FOR THE DRAMATIC SACRIFICE * adjust as necessary, send 'reverse' for the reversal of action prompts
DIALOGUE PROMPTS
go! i'll be fine! just go!
it's too late for me!
we'll find another way to do this!
you'd better get out of here!
i'll come back for you. i promise.
one of us has to survive this.
i'm not leaving you here!
no, no, no! not like this!
leave me here. it's all right.
go! live another day!
i'll carry you! get up!
there has to be another way!
i'm the only one that can do this.
do me a favor, will you? tell [name] i love them.
i'll only slow you down.
this isn't funny. wake up. please.
it's no use. i have to stay here.
listen to me! this is your last chance!
i always loved you.
get up! please get up!
i'll find another way!
i love you! please! don't go!
i can't lose you!
this is it, then.
i'll hold them off!
it was supposed to be me.
i'm going back for it!
keep running! i'll catch up!
if you stay, you'll die. do you understand?
no! i'm not leaving you here!
i'm not letting you die!
please wake up. please.
ACTION PROMPTS
[ shot ] sender takes a bullet meant for receiver
[ punch ] sender takes a punch meant for receiver
[ arrow ] sender takes an arrow meant for receiver
[ sword ] sender takes an attack with a sword meant for receiver
[ poison ] sender drinks a poisoned drink meant for receiver
[ magic ] sender takes a spell meant for receiver
[ push ] sender pushes receiver to safety, sacrificing themselves
[ stay ] sender stays behind to fight the enemy, allowing receiver to escape
[ injured ] sender is too hurt to flee, so receiver is forced to leave them and keep moving in order to survive
[ replacement ] sender offers to be killed in place of receiver
[ captured ] sender offers to be taken captive in place of receiver
[ realization ] the battle is over, and right as sender and receiver begin their celebration, they realize sender is mortally wounded
[ door ] a trap doors is about to close. sender shoves receiver to safety in the nick of time before the door shuts forever
[ game ] during a high-stakes game, sender loses on purpose in order to let receiver win
selina knows there's more to it. though its typical of people growing older and life getting more complex, she can't help but *feel like there's even more. they're in their own corners ⸺ selina wouldn't change hers for the *world, but there was part of her that wondered what it would be like if she'd have *stayed.
there was always, always a pull to gotham, to fix the place that had spit her out of the alleyways where all girls like her had lived, but selina was done taking care of a city that didn't *want her. in tandem with nostalgia crooning its way into her heart, she can't help but feel a need to pursue *revenge ⸺ to do something more that would vindicate the little girl that bounced house to house without knowing what would come of her tomorrow. she flexes her fists before *allowing them lax at her side, patting bruce's shirt collar once more as lithe, graceful hands crack the door to leave.
❝ let's go then. app says the train will be at our station in 20. ❞
it's easier to just *ignore it. selina hums again, waiting for bruce to join her. in true cheeky fashion, she waits for him to offer her his arm, poised *just outside the door with that ever-knowing smile that splits across her crafted face.
❝ you going to leave a girl hanging, bruce? ❞
Marvel and DC should make them team up again, for me cause I'm asking nicely
Redraw of this panel From Superman Vs The Amazing Spider-Man (1976)
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cissie can't help but burst into laughter at his observation. he's not wrong ⸺ tim's actually right on *point with the media and how they approach the topic of the two of them, even despite the fact that cissie is very *happily together with cassie and vice versa in tim's case. most media outlets didn't care ⸺ cissie got a real *kick out of the practically once a month scandal articles despite the fact that the two had, at one point, said there was nothing. she couldn't help but feed into it nowadays, finding it her new source of *entertainment when her master's degree got too overwhelming.
besides, tim wasn't *special either in this regard ⸺ the retired heroine acted the same way with the remainder of her former team, always showering the others with gifts from her riches and physical attention whenever they'd *let her. she snorts, taking another bite of her dessert after tim takes his. cissie wiggles her fork towards him in a mocking sort of accusation, rolling her eyes as she offers another bite of her food.
❝ mmm. yeah, the tabloids will be raving *despite the fact that my public icon like ... everywhere is cassie and i kissing at pride, both wrapped up in a pride flag together. i think it's funny, though ⸺ god *forbid a girl just wants to feed her ' total young ceo catch ' of a friend who's just oh so *lonely, the poor guy. ❞
she cackles again, a bit louder this time, before covering the snort that followed. cissie can't help it, really. this had been a problem for *years now, and the fact that her life had been a twisting, turning mess of heroism turned complete shattering of everything she'd known. the fact that the *worst thing she had to deal with now was tabloids? she'd let it slide, feed into it. sue her. she starts to cackle again.
❝ i feel like even when i get married to cassie, they're *still going to proclaim we're lovers who are separated and destined for one another. i literally don't think both of us being married *respectively will save it. maybe we should break the news of our star-crossed lovers destiny to kon and cassie? who gets custody of bart? ❞
❝ i know you hit your head a *bunch getting shoved down into tartarus, but i know you're not someone who believes that shit ⸺ joking or not. ❞
percy's arms fold across his chest, kicking a puddle of water up towards verso's direction. *dickhead. hera had fucked his life up to the point where even joking about her pisses him off in some vindictive, ' i've been fucked over by her majesty *twice now and her name alone pisses me off ' kind of way. it's a rage that only percy jackson truly embodies, but the demigod has a *hunch that verso could try and take his spot as hera's number one hater. maybe it was a cousin thing?
tough chance, dipshit. percy will *fight for that title.
he doesn't really know why verso seeks him out. there was something about a fish and his dad, which percy *guesses answers his question, but he really doesn't know why it has to be *now, when new york's skyline becomes the only stars percy ever sees. he shrugs, mostly to himself, before his hands are back in his pockets.
❝ we really don't need to rob anything. my mom and paul gave me some cash so i can eat. she gave me enough for *you too, you know. ❞
mary jane snorts at that, head shaking dismissively. she exaggerates the way she rolls her eyes, allowing her head to pivot towards peter with an *overly annoyed face ⸺ all jokes, really. mj finds herself *relishing in the moment of just allowing things to be, to exist in a moment where there's no peril, no shoots, just them. she *hates that it's rare.
❝ you could totally be someone with like, *radioactive rabies ⸺ and claws. i guess there's enough cat-themed heroes with claws, tiger. ignore me. ❞
the redhead stops at the first street cart she finds that has a hot chocolate sign. she surveys it with an entirely *too-critical eye, but mary jane is *determined to get the best hot chocolate she can for the almost-an-icicle peter parker. she orders two, fishing out cash as she trades the bills for steaming hot cocoa.
❝ here, pete. the bigger one is yours, yeah? let me know if that's not enough. ❞
all percy had known was to expect to be out *late ⸺ his mom had cautioned him to be smart, and to most importantly *not do anything that his elder cousin seemed to encourage. frankly, the demigod is surprised his mom was alright with it, but percy thinks it has something to do with what he liked to call 'demigod stuff' ⸺ aka all the weird *bullshit that percy had to put up with because the gods sucked.
well. hestia didn't suck. he still really *liked hestia. his dad was alright, too.
he really doesn't care that he's late either ⸺ eight months of missed classes was *nothing to joke about, and had thoroughly cemented his *disdain for anything academic (and not for a lack of trying ⸺ nobody wanted to *work with percy's brain).
he greets his cousin with a dismissive wave of his hand, tucking it back into his hoodie pocket as he stretches, waiting for the catch because come on. there's *always a catch when he's requested *specifically.
❝ i was busy catching up on schoolwork, since, y'know, hera's plans never *really took into account about my non-demigod side. ❞
he snorts anyways, finding a place next to verso as he looks over the eldest child of zeus with nothing more than a *sniff. theoretically, verso could probably lie to percy's face and he would be none the *wiser. percy was smart, but verso had experience and an infamous *talent for pissing his younger cousin off. he hums, trying to at least look on the bright side and get out of his shitty mood.
❝ can we get food first before we're going? i'm hungry. ❞
❝ what? you're *not a cat? i thought you were bit by a radioactive cat. ❞
mary jane's voice is *light with a tease that follows her everywhere ⸺ the *easygoing nature of a woman who had found herself through a long, repeated process of trial and error ... *over and over. she gives an equally light chuckle the more he burrows into his hoodie. mary jane shucks off her scarf, leaning over to wrap it around peter's neck loosely a couple of times to shield the lower half of his face from the *biting new york breeze. she steps back, looking at her handiwork with a satisfied nod before turning towards the street again.
❝ we can get you some hot chocolate. it's a nice day for it. ❞
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