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Otherwordly Meme

Sometimes all you need is a word to spark off an idea.

1. Post a comment with your character's name, canon, and any preferences you may have (no shipping, no smut, etc.)

2. Leave the comment blank or post a word or two in the body.

It may also help if you list scenarios you would like to play.

3. Reply to other people, either with words you picked out, or words they posted as prompts for a thread.

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habromania - delusions of happiness
desenrascanco - the improvisation of haphazard but completely sound solutions or plans at the last minute
sgiomlaireachd - when people interrupt you when you are eating

[[or bring your own]]

Gokotta - Getting up early to appreciate nature, particularly birds.
Resfeber - The anticipation for traveling that can also cause actual illness.
Numinous - A sensation of being afraid and in awe at once; also inspired.
Or supply your own.

Open to all! Would especially love castmates and other characters from the Wizarding World, but open to cross canon, assumed cr, etc.! Also happy to write a starter, too.

[ No shipping, because he's weird. If your character is a monster of some kind he can always be coming after them to lock them up, but I suck at writing fights, welp. We can work something out tho I love monsters k ]

[ No shipping pls. ]

1. cafuné - running your fingers through your lover's hair.
2. hoppípolla - jumping into puddles.
3. noctuary - the record of a single night's events, thoughts, or dreams.
4. 熬夜 (áoyè) - "to burn the midnight oil"; to pull an all-nighter.
5. cryptoscopophilia - the urge to secretly look through the windows of homes as one passes by.
6. pick your own!

(As for scenarios, pretty much anything goes! Assumed CR and first meetings are fine. positive AND negative CR are both fine. Slice of life, pranks/shenanigans, drama, adventure, shippin's, fighting, pretty much anything is cool - HOWEVER, please be aware that if you wanna thread a fight, he DOES have actual skills and styles. he is a canonical boss fight. he won't go down in 30 seconds, and while your character can win, it won't be easy. Talk tactics and shit with me first if you wanna thread a fight, thanks :D)

Edited 2017-10-21 15:19 (UTC)

NEDOVTIPA & KATZENJAMMER & ALHARACA & CARRIWITCHET

PERIPETEIA & MYOTAHAPEA & TAARRADHIN & MOOREEFFOC

[ he never expected to see her again.

tony was never naive enough to imagine she'll stay, either. in the end, he always knew one day he'll come back and she'll be gone. he didn't take it well, to say the least. but he doesn't take her return well, either.

not when he knows where she's been, not when he knows with who she spent those weeks. the burn phone he got from steve has rung four or five times, he never picked it up. it was for him to call if he needed them and tony's logic said he didn't.

and now, well. now it was well past 2 am, she was in his living room and he was somewhat ( terribly ) drunk. ]

has no one thought to mention that we have a security breach?

[ he calls towards the ceiling. it's not F.R.I.D.A.Y's fault. he's the one who gave her access to the former Avenger Tower, he's the one who never removed her from the security protocols after she's left. ]

Nice of you to drop by. How was Wakanda? honeymoon turned out okay?

(m/m for shipping, otherwise ota)

[ she can smell it off him. the sadness, the failed coping mechanisms, the stink of liquor. but peggy nods to none of that as he returns to his condo and she pushes herself wearily to her feet -- maybe she's been waiting for hours. it's hard to say. she looks as unflappable and poised as the day she left. ]

Now, there's a thought. [ she doesn't let his flak penetrate her stony composure. ] Maybe if we'd held a wedding, you might have actually bothered to answer an RSVP. You certainly never answered your phone.

[ it's exactly the kind of joke she would never, ever, ever make with steve -- but also exactly the kind that was well-suited to these edged barbs often shared between tony and herself. had been, at least, so long as she'd been staying here. ]

Oh, I'm sorry. I don't think I'd find the time, I was a little busy cleaning up after you both.

[ the mess steve left when he went and broke into the world's most secure prison to get the others out, the mess she left him with when she went away. ]

I'm sorry if I wasn't there to see you two rock it in T'challa's best honeymoon suite, I had to explain to a few people how come you went away when you were supposed to stay here. No clue how it happened or where you are.

[ he didn't stop her. he knew exactly where she is. it's all been horribly annoying. he pours himself a glass of whiskey. ]

what are you doing here? oh, you know what, you should definitely go visit the Pentagon and then disappear again. I could use more endless hours trying to explain where the hell you are.

[ two men, and both of them entirely too eager to take the world's weight on their shoulders. but, peggy knows, they bear that weight so differently. tony wears his like a henpecked den-mother -- tutting and grousing.

-- in that regard, peggy sees a little more of herself in the man ahead of her. as with her, his disapproval would be far more dangerous if it came with silence. ]

I had to go. [ her answer is simple. ] But I'm back now. You have my word I won't go disappearing into the night -- not without warning. Not this time.

Oh, wonderful. as long as I have your word for it. F.R.I.D.A.Y, call general Ross and tell him everything is alright now because apparently, I have her word for it. he's under 'major dick #2'.

[ 'I think it might be best to save this particular conversation 'till morning boss' and hell, even his own programs are against him tonight. ]

What do you want? if you're here, it has to be about something. You wouldn't be here otherwise.

[ bitter, bitter and unhappy. in the end, he thinks, it'll always be steve. it was the same for natasha. hell, it was the same for his own father. he places down the glass, he's tempted to throw it. ]

you know what, nevermind. the answer is no.

[ whatever it is. ]

[ there is talk of something that's about to happen. something bad but on a whole other scale than they've seen before. it begins, so steve hears from nat. a new group touches ground to help, all odd, all alien, the guardians of the galaxy, or something along the lines. it all begins and ends, steve understands, with the stones.

you're really not going to come back?, she asks and steve gave up the shield and a lot of other things with it. he sees the group reforms, he sees how they operate. he knows what will happen to this equation if he steps up.

it's better this way, he says and she accepts.

or so he thought. turns out it only really brings out the heavy guns, the calvary sitting in the small sofa in his safe house. he smiles, soft and private. ]

came to enlist me? it's been a while.

[ she lets tropical storm tony blow himself out. there's no leap to interject, nor a desire to try and squeeze a word in edgewise. he's hurt, he has every right to be, and peggy won't rub salt in that wound by trying to justify what she's done or where she's went.

-- nor will she remind him that had it been solely about chasing steve, she'd have left this gilded prison behind far earlier than she did. far, far earlier. rather, she'd learned a bit more about what's coming and she took initiative. someone had to make the approach. tactically speaking, the best option was always going to be peggy. ]

I'm afraid that 'no' isn't much of an option. Not anymore.

There is a small cafe, tucked away somewhere in Paris. A place of local urban myth and dreams (the sort that often pop up in larger cities). When most look at the address, they see an alleyway that could only be loved by rats and thieves. The few that remember such a place also say that the cafe is particular about who it lets in. There is a door, for instance, that can only be found by those that know how to find it (when the cafe so desires to be found) and opened only if knocked in the right way. Local legends have also come to insist that it is only the innocent and pure of heart that this cafe opens itself up to, but, on closer research, one can find that the origin of such an addition came from overzealous parents with little means of bribery.

Submitted for your approval, as evidence to successfully discredit that final ridiculous assertion: a figure enters the cafe, with a red book in hand and very little by way of innocence or purity of organs. His eyes appear dark and his hair light (perhaps a little too light). He wears a scaly, three-piece suit (in a cut that was, perhaps, fashionable in this quadrant a century or two ago) and a most unusual accessory for him: a broad smile. He approaches a thinner man, seated at a table in the corner.

Holding the book out, he asks, "You are the writer of this book?" The book? A rare, somewhat worn-out first edition bearing the title Fantastic Beasts & Where to Find Them.

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