@realmoffantasysworld said: "Nah, it's not that bad. I've had worse." From JJ for Kiara

"I know you have." It's not even a question in her mind. She knows he's been in worse shape than he is right now. She was there for some of it. But it doesn't really matter if he's been in worse shape. What matters is he's bleeding and she can help so she's going to help.

She takes the wet wash cloth and dabs it against the cut on his cheek, right by the bone. She tries her best to be gentle. She wishes this kind of thing would happen less. But JJ's a bit of an instigator and he's not one to run from a fight, as long as he's the only one fighting.

The group of them have run from danger instead of engaging with it as much as possible. But when he's on his own, when he's the only one at risk, he makes a different call.

"You know, you can just ignore them." She knows that a lot of the kooks are loud mouths, and they're difficult to ignore once they've started in on someone. But it's not impossible. And he has nothing to prove to anybody. He's a far better person than ninety-five percent of the people on Figure Eight. But she has the feeling he'd never believe her if she told him that.

﹙ starter. ﹚daisy / jj﹙ @realmoffantasysworld ﹚

DAISY  EXCUSED  HERSELF  from  her  date  to  use  the  restroom  and  managed  to  find  one  at  the  far  end  through  the  staff  quarters  of  the  country  club.  her  parents  had  set  her  up  with  a  family  friend’s  son.  a  kook  by  reputation.  good  looking,  overly  confidant,  oogled  her  like  a  piece  of  meat.  safe  to  say,  she  couldn’t  stand  him  and  was  looking  for  any  way  out  of  there.  closing  herself  inside  of  the  bathroom,  daisy  pushed  open  the  window  and  jumped  down  onto  the  grass.  “oh,  jj.  hey.”  she  muttered  with  a  nervous  smile,  noticing  her  classmate  in  a  uniform  holding  a  trash  bag.  “i  must  look  insane  right  now.  mind if  we  keep  this  between  us?”

﹙  requested starter. ﹚katie / jj﹙ @realmoffantasysworld ﹚

resting  an  elbow  on  the  van,  katie  looked  over  jj’s  shoulder  as  he  tinkered  under  the  hood.  “looks  like  this  bad  boy’s  in  serious  need  of  a  new  engine.  i  could  talk to my boss. get you a good deal."

@realmoffantasysworld liked for kie

"John B?" Kie frantically called in a whisper before she turned around to find him. "Oh, thank God. . ." She let out a heavy sigh. "I thought I lost you." She grabs his arm and pulls him closer, crouching down. "Don't do that shit to me."

@realmoffantasysworld liked for a starter: Nancy & Steve

Nancy had never felt this useless before, even when she first learned about the Upside Down, she’d learned quickly how to be of help. This was different. It was a stupid attempt to feel useful that brought her to bring coffee to Steve while he took over Max watch at the hospital. “Hey…” The brunette whispered quietly like she’d wake the redhead if she was too loud. “Thought you might want some caffeine.. and company?” She couldn’t sleep anyway, she might as well keep him company while he sat. Nancy wished there was more to do than wait for the inevitable, but the best they had was just to keep an eye on Max and wait.

+ @realmoffantasysworld gets a plotted thing !

+ " You know, as good as you are with that CAMERA of yours, tiger, you've never offered to do one of my SHOOTS before . " Mary Jane said in a TEASING tone , head propped up on her hand . Considering how BORING some of the shoots she'd done for KINGSLEY, LTD had been over the period she'd done work for them ? Having someone like PETER there would have absolutely kept more ENGAGED , as far as she was concerned . A muse in front of the camera , in herself, and one behind it, being her TIGER .

What could go WRONG ?

" How about it, Pete ? Wanna give it a TEST-DRIVE ? I'm sure I could find something really STUNNING in the closet to make sure I've got your attention. "

"I want you to leave new york and move to Gotham and stay with me. " from Bruce for Jenna.

Jenna had been up late working when the call from Bruce came in, the time difference made her head spin but she wasn’t about to question why he was calling her at 2 in the morning, surely he should have been asleep by now. “I… uh what?” She said softly, hearing the words she’d dreamed of for a long time finally coming from his lips. She had honestly thought about moving to Gotham, being closer to Bruce and seeing where everything went with him but it was a big call to make on your own. “Bruce are you serious?”

@realmoffantasysworld

her connection to the infamous one known as dream or more properly morpheus was a complex one wasn't it? they were light and dark yet she was hardly light. it was ... complicated. her gaze danced over the man whom could practically be godlike. a sandman, a maker of dreams and sleep. a man whom freed her of her own nightmares. "well i know i haven't stolen anything of yours, of late." she confessed. stolen, sure, from him a second time? not that she was aware of at least. "have i?" she asked just for good measure.

@realmoffantasysworld hit the ♡ for a starter from johanna constantine for dream

@realmoffantasysworld asked: "it's actually unfair how fucking sexy you are. " for Natasha from Steve or Tony / meme.

natasha's lips curled into a smug smile, briefly averting her gaze to the recruits that they were training and were running laps. ❛ such language, cap. your reaction last night said something else.. ❜ she casually crossed her arms over her chest. ❛ was the move i showed you too much? ❜

﹙ starter. ﹚ shelby / rafe﹙ @realmoffantasysworld ﹚

“I  DIDN’T  KISS  topper.  he  kissed  me!”  shelby  shouted  back  at  rafe,  shoving  at  his  chest.  she  could  see  that  his  pupils  were  dilated,  which  meant  he’d  been  doing  drugs  before  coming  to  her  place.  he  was  a  jealous  person  by  nature,  but  when  he  was  like  this,  it  was  worse.  “we  were  all  drunk.  as  soon  as  he  let  me  go,  i  walked  away.  it  was  a  crazy  fucking  night.  what  do  you  want  me  to  do?”

﹙  requested starter. ﹚harper / rafe﹙ @realmoffantasysworld ﹚

“does  my  father  know  that  you’re  in  his  house?”

realmoffantasysworld :

send 💋 to give my muse a kiss

red stained lips curled up into a smirk , finding herself content to receive the affections from the billionaire. she wasn't sure what was going on exactly between the two of them. but she'd been enjoying it none the less. and there was certainly no harm in what they were doing. not in her eyes anyways. " well this is an unexpected surprise. " she teased. only pulling away enough to speak. " to what do i owe the pleasure? "

@realmoffantasysworld gets a starter from harley quinn !!

harley was one of those types of people that didn't like to shy away from being herself. that didn't stop for anyone. she heard the sound of batman's grapple and her eyes widened, "batsy!" she exclaimed, "whatcha doin?" she asked.

@realmoffantasysworld sent "don't you understand ? It's love. " from any of my muses. ( maybe chad? )

boys were so weird. despite having a little brother she could watch grow up through various cycles of their existence, nancy still struggled to fully understand them. she sat curled on one end of the couch, popcorn bowl expertly balanced over her lap while she studied the television screen in front of them. some friends at school invited a few of them over for a movie night, and nancy couldn't use her excuse to study three times in a row. a rule agreed upon back in the eighth grade when she was in serious danger of alienating the remaining survivors of her friend circle. snack halfway to her mouth, nancy paused to respond to his statement. "how do you know? he's never said it, and up until now, the only feelings he's shown is resentment and borderline creepy possessive behavior." crunch, at least the popcorn was buttery.

starter for @realmoffantasysworld (from Padme for Anakin)

It was straining, all of this hiding, running around in secret and in shadow. Their jobs kept them busy enough, Padme working tirelessly in the senate, Anakin with the Jedi Order, and Padme was thankful for that sense of freedom and independence: they had their own lives, their own desires and motivations. Padme's career came first--it always had and, she suspected, it always would. Everyone who had ever loved her--her parents, her sister--had understood that. But she had begun to fear, after several unsuccessful romantic relationships, that her partner never would. Being with Anakin, someone who not only understood her dedication to the work, but respected her, was exciting, rejuvenating.

And yet, when Padme imagined coming home after a long day of work to see her husband, she had expected it to be easier than this. She had imagined they'd curl up every night together in bed, share their days, hold hands in public. Instead, their lives had becoming nothing but stolen moments.

She was on Coruscant for another week, pending a vote in the Senate, and returned that night, alone, to her small apartment in the center of the city, biding her security a good night before she locked the door behind her and began to pull the bindings from her hair. When she flipped on the light, however, she experienced a shock to see Anakin already inside.

"Annie!" she exclaimed, hurrying over and throwing her arms around his neck. "When did you get here?"

﹙ requested starter. ﹚selina / matt﹙ @realmoffantasysworld ﹚

“THAT  WASN’T  A  very  friendly  hello.  let’s  try  again shall we?”