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trcstme · 6 months
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It's strange to try and settle into a life that isn't one's own. Even though, technically, it is. This is her life. This is the life that Sarah Walker built for herself. She just doesn't fit into it anymore. Because it fit a different version of her. A Sarah that she's not sure how to be anymore. Which is frustrating because all she wants to do is know how to fit back into this place. She wants it all to snap into place like the final piece of a puzzle. But it won't. At least, it hasn't yet.
And everyone seems to be waiting for her to just be that person again. To strike gold with her memories and recall the life she left behind. Even though it doesn't work like that. It's hard most of all to look at Chuck because she knows he's waiting on it the most. He lost the love of his life, the woman he chose to spend the rest of his life with. She feels like a stranger in his bed. She feels like he's putting his love in a place it doesn't belong.
Sometimes, on nights like these, she wonders if he actually loves her. Because she's not the same person he fell in love with. She's closer to the Sarah she was five years ago, before she ever set foot in Burbank, but she's still not the exact same. So she wonders how he can look at her the same.
She tries to do her research, she thinks it might actually do her some good. Maybe it'll jog her memory and put thinks back where they belong. She hasn't had any luck with it yet, though. Everything is just as screwed up as it already has been.
And it's a weight she doesn't wear well. She puts on her brave face and she acts like everything is fine. Because she can't let the optimism slip, then they'll be dead in the water. But she slips out of his bed every night and she finds herself in the living room. Sometimes with a glass of wine, sometimes not. And she uses it as her time to research in secret. She's frequently gone back to Jeff's rehearsal dinner video.
Tonight is a wine kind of night. After lying in bed beside Chuck for long enough that she's sure he's out like a light, she could use a glass (or three). Tonight is also a photo album kind of night. She thinks these are the best test. It's like flash cards, kind of. She stares at the photos, studies them in excruciating detail, and tries to place a memory to the moment. Her pass/fail rate is really a pathetic thing.
She usually spends a few hours out here. Figuring she should make full use of her opportunities to further kick herself while she's down. And then she slips back into bed about an hour or so before Chuck's alarm goes off. She takes a power nap if she can even manage to relax enough to fall asleep.
Tonight is atypical, though. Tonight she doesn't get to truly partake in her little ritual. Because she's a third of the way through the album, and at the start of her second glass, when she notices Chuck standing behind the couch.
"I thought you were asleep."
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caelmewedd · 2 months
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Aevon's Diary Card
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the-purple-hero · 2 months
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{🔥}—; "Not sure how we keep ending up in these messes pal." Spyro said to Sparx, the small dragonfly at his side who responded in a buzz and shaking his head.
Seemed like someone was messing with the portals again because the one that was supposed to send him home didn't seem to be working properly and led to some trouble he'd have to figure out. Luckily the portals are protected so not just anyone can wander through them, and are hidden. Not only that, but it sent him to some other realm he didn't recognize meaning that he had gotten a little lost, especially since he hadn't yet seen anyone. For now, given he now had a lot of time on his hands he decided to go exploring.
He could see that he was on the edge of some kind of island as he looked around after finding the edge led to the vast ocean. It looked like night had already fallen and the sun hadn't yet begun to rise, but it wouldn't be too long until then.
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The purple dragon turned around and made his way through the woods, hearing noises in the far distance but didn't yet know there was actually a village on the other side of the mountain and the woods he was currently walking through. Although he was nearing the edge of the woods, Sparx insisted he should rest for the remainder of the night given he hadn't slept in a while. He was always full of energy, but neither of them really knew what awaited them in this land. Regardless, with an eye roll he shook his head. "C'mon pal, I'm not tired."
But Sparx insisted a small nap wouldn't hurt, as he nudged him. "I'll keep an eye out for anything while you do." Spyro finally decided to listen to him, despite how stubborn he could be. He found a small clearing covered by bushes, so he wouldn't immediately be noticed by anyone passing by unless they stumbled on him.
With that he rested his forepaws under his head and made himself comfortable up as he wrapped his tail around himself as Sparx rested between his horns on top of his head and decided to keep watch for a bit.
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As she stood talking with her friends, Alicent and Rhaenyra, Kara hadn't expected the Prince to walk up and start to talk to him. It was no secret to anyone in court that the Prince was engaged and that he'd never met her. Kara knew this because she was the person that had been promised to him long before she was old enough to go to court. Now, as she stood there, listening to him complain about his bride to be, the three girls couldn't help but smile at him and nod as though they didn'tk now that the woman he was complaining about was standing in front of him.
Her brothers were ambitious and having there little sister marry into the Targaryen family was somehting they were happy about. Her brother had even tried to marry his young niece with no avale but Kara was a prized bride but it was funny to listen to him speak of her as though she was still the same small child she'd been when they were betrothed. The Prince still believed she was going to be the same chubby mouthy little girl who all of court felt was spoiled beyond any child should be with no manners. When she was little, she was known for stealing people's lemon cakes and shoving them in her mouth as she let small crumbs fall all over the floor.
She could tell he was flirting with her, wanting to gain her favor without even knowing her name and as much as she should correct him, all she could do was nod and giggle at his advances. Her two friends excused themselves, knowing soone she'd have to tell the prince because his brother would be announcing their formal engagement and the start of their seven day wedding feast. After a few more words from Daemon, Lady Kara reached out and took his arm, walking him away from other people, not wanting them to see if he became angry for the deception she'd played on him not telling him who she was.
"My dear Prince, you do know that I am your bride to be. I'm Lady Kara Lannister and It's a pleasure to finally get to meet you, my Prince."
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jemmaagentofshield · 7 months
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Stark Conversations || Universeofmuses & JemmaAgentofSHIELD
Jemma was staggered by the technology around her. Fitz was going to lose his shit when she described it all.
She'd been requested by Stark Industries specifically to help on a project for her biochemical expertise and that meant a project without Fitz. A project working at Stark Labs without Fitz. He'd been blowing up her phone constantly wanting updates, schematics, pictures, everything she couldn't provide given the tight NDA she'd signed when requested for her help.
The lab was comparable to her own at SHIELD but the AI was off the charts! JARVIS, as he asked to be called, was intelligent, learning, and downright personable! She found herself even just speaking to him as if he was physically in the lab about her work!
She'd been working on site at Stark Industries for about a week thus far and it'd been going fairly well, at least in her opinion. She had a wonderful apartment in the building and had been seen at least two musicals (her favorite past time in New York) since she'd arrived. Currently, she was watching a centrifuge run it's course, waiting on the results.
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redlineoffate · 8 months
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@universeofmuses [x]
"Yes, mysterious things are so interesting!"
She saw many mystical things during this time. Some of them have remained a mystery to her. The elders always smiled and laughed it off, forcing Morgan's curiosity to flare up with renewed vigor. Maybe one day she will know about all these things!
"Yes, the biggest number in the universe, because it is part of our family! It will protect us from trouble."
Pepper smiled softly, stroked her daughter's hair, and kissed Tony. She was happy and didn't want to think about other things today. Tony was a wonderful husband and father. Once he was completely different and she is glad that he has changed for the better.
"Mmmm, I like this idea. How many interesting things can we do if we are immortal. Maybe even a brother or sister for Morgan, hmm?"
She kissed Tony again.
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thiscrimsonsoul · 2 years
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Crushing Weight || closed with universeofmuses
{ @universeofmuses, continued from here. }​
Wanda had retreated to her cabin after the fall of the temple on Wundagore had failed to kill her. Wounded, ashamed, and brokenhearted, she’d crawled into bed and sobbed herself to sleep. Over the next several days, she barely ate or drank, she just existed, wrapped up haphazardly in blankets while her aching body healed from its various injuries. Eventually, she forced herself to get out of bed and eat something, to make herself tea, and to think about everything that had happened.
Sooner or later, Stephen and the others at Kamar-Taj would figure out that the temple’s demise hadn’t caused her own. Wanda didn’t know what would happen then, but she could scarcely think about it. For now, she just wanted to be left alone, because she was alone, again, and it hurt so badly. It was at least a week before the shock wore off and she could cry again. So... they were gone forever. Just like her parents, and Pietro, and Vision. Her boys were gone and she would never see them again. They didn’t exist in this world. Not anymore.
Of all those she’s lost, her boys had been the ones she’d had the most hope of seeing again. Her parents had been gone for so long, and Pietro... there’d been no sign of him in her dreams recently. Vision... who knew where he was right now, but even if she found him... he wasn’t the same. He wasn’t her Vision. He was someone else, changed forever. Her Vision died in Wakanda, and then again in Westview. Hope of him returning yet again was waning within her. But her boys... she’d heard them. She’d known they were out there somewhere. It seems they were... but just... not for her. They had their own mother and didn’t need her at all. They hadn’t even liked her.
It was just... too much. Wanda had experienced too much loss for one person to bear, and to much pain to not be broken by it. One day, in the middle of her cabin’s small living room, she’d simply broken down in tears, speaking aloud to an empty room that it hurt too much and she couldn’t bear it anymore. Maybe it would be better... just... to not exist... Wouldn’t that be wonderful? To not exist, to feel no more pain. It was just too much.
And then... in that moment when she felt she was at her lowest, she heard the two most beautiful voices in the world asking her what was wrong. She felt little arms hugging her, warm bodies against hers. Looking down, Wanda froze for a moment, staring wide-eyed at them in utter shock. But then... she began frantically hugging them back, sobbing now in confusion and happiness instead of grief. “Oh my gods...!” she cried, petting her boys’ hair and cupping their faces with her hands. “Hi...!” she said so desperately, trying to see their faces through her tears. “How are you here right now?!” Was she crazy? Delusional? She didn’t care. If they were delusions, then they were he best delusions in the world and she never wanted them to go away.
But as they kept talking to her and she kept holding onto them, they felt so real to her, as real as they had been in Westview. Was it possible she had brought them back again somehow? Had she created another Hex? If she left the cabin right now and started walking, would she eventually hit another red, glowing boundary at the edge of whatever spell she had inadvertently cast in her grief? Once again... Wanda just didn’t care. This cabin was in the middle of nowhere. A Hex here wouldn’t harm anyone. And if it allowed her to keep her boys, then it was perfect and worth it.
“I’m sorry... I’m... Oh... I just... You’re here...” Wanda said, kneeling down and looking into their eyes, even as tears streamed down her cheeks. “I thought I lost you forever!” She kissed both of their foreheads. “You are helping, you are. You’re helping me a whole lot right now,” she reassured them, smiling through her tears. “Are you cold? Do you need blankets? Are you hungry? I-I could make you something,” she said, immediately falling back into the role of a protective mother with them. These were her boys. Her boys, no one else’s. She felt their energy and just knew.
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Serena was just donated some money and a meal of fried chicken by a fellow fan! Waow!
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"Thanks for the dono and the redeem code from one of my favorite places nearby! I'll be sure to redeem it in a bit and have it delivered! Probably after the next boss."
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valarmorghclis · 1 year
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@universeofmuses​ (sansa stark) and I (jocasta baratheon) plotted a thread
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Leave, Jocasta, her queen mother had said in days after her little brother’s death. she took that as an invitation to leave king’s landing and she did. she took her loyal guards - guards that has been with her since she was babe and growing up into the woman that she is - old and young - had followed her, protected her whenever she leaves the safety of the red keep. 
her guards had asked where they were doing and all she had said, somewhere i know that i can be safe and someone i can trust. it didnt take them long to figure it out. they were heading north. 
she heard that her good friend, lady sansa stark is alive and now back in her birth place, winterfell, and it has been a couple of years since she last saw her. she had never blame sansa or her uncle tyrion for the death of her cruel brother, unlike her mother who immediately put blame on tyrion and sansa, not knowing that joffrey had made enemies elsewhere. 
sixty-nine days later, she had finally spotted the familiar walls of winterfell. seven years it has been since she was last here, where everything had started. her guards surrounded her as they made way to the gates of winterfell, which had opened on their arrival. 
the northerners stopped and stared at them as she rode up to the castle itself, when she spotted the familiar faces of the last surviving starks. She has not even seen bran and arya in seven years, surprised that the two youngest starks had survived. 
jocasta got off her horse, making her way over to them, and stopped in front of sansa.
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“lady sansa.” 
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whomuses · 2 years
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@universeofmuses from here
Kate knew exactly what Peter was saying, she had that moment shortly after she had sent her mother to jail for murder on christmas eve. Sure it was her first go at the hero lifestyle, but she was thankful that Clint was there to help her. She quickly wrapped her arms around the man and held him close, "Its ok, you did your best." she said gently to him, "Its ok, you did your best." she repeated quietly to him, she wanted him to hear her and take it in, he did his best and that was all anyone could ask for. "I'm here for you Peter, you know that I'm here for you no matter what." she added after a moment or two.
"Thank you." he said, shoulders slumped and expression fragile. He hadn't meant for the words to explode out of him, but it was apparent Peter was exhausted. The second he was tugged into a hug, his face buckled and he started to cry. His shoulders shook, sniffling against her chest. "Than- thank you - shit -"
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What remains when all is stripped away.
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The Scarlet Witch had lost everything, seemingly from the moment she understood what loss was. Her parents, her brother, Vision, Nat, Tony, Vision again, her children. She even lost herself in the months of chasing dreams, feeding the darkness to strengthen her magic.
She had been starving for power and consumed it in all its corruptible glory... and now Wanda didn't even have that now that the tower had been destroyed. She was just... her.
The truth of the matter now, was that she didnt know where to go. Her best bet was to lay low until her name disappeared from the news and her face from the papers; she would hide until Stephen Strange found a new hobby to obsess over. Wait, until it was safe enough to step out of the shadows.
But that was the trouble of losing everything, she had nowhere left to go.
It was how she ended up in front of a farmhouse in Iowa amid the pouring rain, not entirely sure as to why she was there. But Clint had always made her feel safe, even her first few weeks as an Avenger when nobody could quite trust her nor her powers, Barton was the first to show her kindness.
She didn't expect him to be welcoming, or even friendly, but Wanda was out of options considering everyone else was either dead, or wanted her to suffer the same infliction.
Droplets of rain washed her face as she thuddded dully on the front door, her fist white and nearly shaking.
"C-Clint," Wanda protested softly, not sure how he would react after all she had done. "I don't know where to go,"
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shyybzikx · 2 years
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Tech Savvy || (closed with universeofmuses)
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If she could destroy her phone, she would, but she sadly needed it. However, the device was something Anya was still getting used to. "Ugh, I hate this thing." She grumbled, followed by a whispered line of Russian curses. A few people passed by and gave concerned looks, but she ignored them. It was normal at this point for people to stare. Perhaps getting frustrated at a bar wasn't the best place.
Groaning again, she pursed her lips and slammed the phone down on the table. "Life used to be so much simpler." She huffed as her blue orbs flicked up and focused onto her drink.
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dreamwalkingwitch · 2 years
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@universeofmuses​ gets a Wanda
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“Boys! You best not be making too much of a mess.” Wanda called to the twins. Even if they were, it wasn’t like she would punish them for anything. And she’d likely end up the one that tidied it up anyway. Which she didn’t mind. All that mattered to her were that her boys were happy.
“What are you up to anyway?”
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arandomnerdsrp358 · 2 years
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“Can I have a hug?”
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amarvelousmencgerie · 9 months
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Daemon had been worried for Kara for the past couple of weeks, she had taken to some sickness that had effected her in the mornings, her tastes in meals had shifted to a degree and had become immensely sensitive to what she ate. After some talk Kaera had gone to see the Maester, perhaps he could treat her illness or at least give her something to abate the symptoms so she could be less pained by whatever inflicted her.
As she came back with a smile on her face, he smiled out of relief, clearly she had good news and was most likely feeling better. He was about to ask her about her visit with Maester but she beat him to the punch, however what she said he wasnt expecting. It took him a minute to process the news, to process that he was going to be father. "Really? Youre with child? Our child?" he asked dumbfounded but excited about the news, he stepped closer to his beautiful wife and enveloped her in a great big hug.
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It had been something they both wanted when they got married and had been able to talk about it. Children were important in both of their families and although people spoke of Daemon in a way that might have been unfavorable, Kaera could tell that he'd make a remarkable father. They'd been together so many times since the first night of their wedding and although she'd thought that it might have happened sooner, she was excited to go back to Dragonstone and tell him.
Now, seeing the expression on his face, she was glad that the new had been positive and that she'd waited to tell him now. Once his arms were around her, she let out a long sigh of relief. "Yes, Daemon, you will soon be a father and it seems that from what the Maester could tell, we will be having twins." This, this had been such a surprise to her but at the same time, she wasn't surprised since her own brothers were twins and her aunt had them as well. It was known in her family that on her mother's side, identical twins happened quite a few times.
Kaera pulled back from his hug so that she could look into his face once more. "Tell me that you're excited, like I am, at the thought that we might have twins. I'm so excited my love and this is the one time in my life, I know i'm going to be so impatient to actually get to see them."
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hxuse-of-muses · 2 months
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{♚}—; Ghidorah had remained still, frozen solid and had been frozen for several years if not centuries. But he was no longer alone as many had discovered legend of a majestic golden dragon that was said to be the most powerful alpha dragon ever known. Some claimed Ghidorah was the first ever dragon to be seen, given how ancient he was believed to be.
However, the ones who discovered his icy prison were trappers and had less than selfless intentions for such a powerful dragon. It had been a long time since these trappers set up camp around where he was and long grueling days, weeks, months trying to break the ice to release him. They really had no idea what they were about to unleash, and yet they were driven by their own desires of catching dragons and wielding the power once held by Drago Bludvist when he had a Bewilderbeast under his command.
Once the ice finally began to crack and break apart, they did the rest of the work themselves as the massive form of the golden dragon rose up.
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Upon being released it would be a short lived attempt to intimidate and bring down the hydra, the trappers did all they could to entrap him. But Ghidorah left their ships in ruin and destroyed, leaving in a frustrated state as they flew away and summoned storms to keep themselves out of sight for now under the cover of the storm and left the area to see what else has changed in the dragon's absence. It was clear things were different, seeing how mere humans thought they could attack him like that.
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