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hbo’s sharp objects (2018) - episode 03: fix sentence starters.
feel free to edit for pronouns/tense, etc. tw / cw for abuse, trauma, death, murder, sex, abuse, profanity, and self harm.
“party’s over.”
“don’t tell mama.”
“what are we drinking?”
“there’s never anything to do here.”
“they love me. they do, y’know. love me.”
“why are you being sweet to me?”
“i wasn’t nice when i was your age.”
“you love dead girls.”
“you couldn’t stay away.”
“i wouldn’t know the first thing to do with a baby.”
“you seem to be doing a pretty good job taking care of yourself.”
“i just want to know you.”
“am i the only one working in this goddamn place?”
“don’t talk to me.”
“did i wake you up?”
“when can i come home?”
“everyday’s a gift.”
“it’s just the chills, dear.”
“passion doesn’t always have to equal sex.”
“nine out of ten murders, they knew their killer.”
“she wouldn’t talk to you, huh?”
“i can make that happen.”
“everyone thinks he’s guilty just cause he’s sensitive.”
“my mama always says lipstick makes you look like a lady.”
“i haven’t worn a skirt since college.”
“what can i say? i love my job.”
“no comment.”
“she never wanted kids. that was all me.”
“what kind of person does that?”
“your presence here is inappropriate.”
“we weren’t done talkin’.”
“you think bad things didn’t happen to little girls when she was my age?”
“it has caused her difficulty.”
“you are not safe around her.”
“what’s that supposed to mean?”
“i’m not having people thinking my boyfriend is a fucking baby killer.”
“he lost his daughter.”
“you never mean to do anything.”
“you cause so much hurt.”
“she doesn’t understand what you are.”
“does it get better?”
“you survive.”
“he’s going through a lot.”
“sleep well, sister.”
“i don’t know what i don’t know.”
“i like winter. it gets dark early. i like that.”
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i’m sorry if my being a witch upsets him.
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bahrnes:
❝ WHATEVER STEVE TOLD YOU WAS A BAGEL, DON’T TRUST HIM. ❞
Crossin’ between worlds is a good way to describe the way it feels to SLIP ( BACK ) INTO THIS. Everythin’ that’s gone on — — the deal with S.H.I.E.L.D., half of them left underground, and the way that makes Bucky feel like a fuckin’ traitor — — makes it harder’n than it really oughta be. Truthfully, STEVE HAD NO BUSINESS bringin’ in all these strangers and askin’ them all to put their freedom on the line for Bucky’s.
Truthfully, now that s’all SAID AND DONE, Bucky can’t help but be grateful that he DID. Call it an accidental way to find their people.
He retrieves the rumpled paper sack from beneath his arm and sets it out on the small table in front of Wanda. ❝ I wasn’t gonna show up empty - handed. ❞
@scarlethexgirl !
“Wait, hold up--- Steve knows how to LIE? What lkinf of star-spangled nonsense is that?”
Wanda flashed a bright grin, moving round to the other side of the table from Bucky, just as he set down the bag. An eyebrow raised, she then gave a laugh. Bagels, of course it would be bagels - and she found herself looking forward to trying to this little piece of history and tradition.
As she began to open the bag, the smell already reaching her, Wanda remarked, “Bagels are thought to have started in Poland. I’ve tried their bagels.... Wasn’t all that impressed. You think these can live up to my obviously high expectations? Hm?”
A little break from the outside world and a chance to sit back was needed for them both. Sure, things were a little CRAZY right now, but everyone needed a break. And a friend. She needed this little piece of normality, and strange as it was, the people she had met hardly a year ago meant so much to her now. It was good to have Bucky round, even for a short time.
“Thank you. You didn’t have to bring anything, but it’s appreciated. Would you like a drink? ....I think between Thor and Clint most of the alcohol and coffee is probably gone. But I can see what I can find.”
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redvcted:
❛ ––– ––– Can we NOT? ❜
“if not today, we’ll have to have it out some day. ......You look---” More stressed than usual? But that was maybe not for Wanda of all people to say. “what do you want to talk about then?”
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Scarlet Witch #9 (2016)
There was a time I was shy and young, sure. I was nervous of my powers, our powers and how we’d fare in the world. But that was long ago. I’m a woman now. All grown up. And more than capable of making my own decisions, thank you very much.
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Wanda Maximoff in Doctor Strange #8 (2016)
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Wanda Maximoff in Uncanny Avengers #30
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Wanda Maximoff in Young Avengers Special 01 (2006) [art by Jae Lee]
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speaksfish:
@scarlethexgirl : " I don’t hang with them anymore. "
“By choice?” A relatively simple question, but a distinction he feels ought be made. Arthur took his time prodding at the bonfire, keeping embers contained within their rock barrier. Cracking and popping out of rythym with waves crashing before them; peaceful atmosphere made heavy with topic.
“Don’t get me wrong, I see how being part of a team is alluring but — ” well, simply put, Wanda did more good solo. Her past works were not something to bat a cavalier eye at. It took an indescribable type of courage to face pure vitriol and still offer her helping hand. “ — s’probably for the best.”
Wanda pondered his question for a moment, unsure what the answer was. Leaving the Avengers had been both a choice and yet sometimes it seemed like it had been the only option - and if there was only one path to take, could it be called a choice to take it? For the time being she pushed that question aside, though she wouldn’t put it past Arthur to return to it.
Arthur’s view on things at least seemed more positive than most of the other reactions she got. It was refreshing, though Wanda wasn’t entirely certain that she thought the same as him. When she was part of a team she felt like something BIGGER, and it seemed like there was so much more good she might be able to do.
“I suppose you’re right.” She paused, glancing at Arthur and sending him a smile. “For now. I need space I suppose but...” The Avengers were family. “But I have a lot to learn and with a team there’s a lot of good you can do.”
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I needed time to reconnect with my magic and my soul. I found a new path, a better path- one that wasn’t defined by the Avengers, or Pietro, or the Vision.
Wanda Maximoff in Uncanny Avengers #30
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open starter ~ 🌟
Wanda stretched out her legs, the final bit of her yoga work-out. The sun was setting, and whilst the Brooklyn skyline wasn’t as beautiful as some places she had been to it had it’s own charm.
Wanda didn’t have many places or people to run to yet in the city. When Sokovia and Pietro had fallen there had been nothing to take with her but her memories. The only people she knew were the Avengers, and then those few she met through their connections. She made a new family. ...Which had then quickly fallen apart. For a witch, she sure was good at being unlucky. This city was unknown to her and she was an unknown to most people. Basically a poor litttle runaway - but that was a bit dreary, she was trying to be POSITIVE.
She’d not been back in the city for long, but mostly she thought she was adjusting at a steady pace. Wanda would get there eventually. At least she’d seen a few of her FAMILY, and she had sorely missed them. But most were still undercover and there were those she had yet to see. What she needed to do was find herself a LIFE. It was kind of hard to do though. Especially since she was supposed to be flying under the radar. But she’d started this yoga, and was walking more. Trying new things. Going to museums and galleries and shows.
Standing up, she stretched her arms above her head and then bent to roll up her yoga mat. But didn’t quite finish--
She straightened up, one hand on her hip.
“It’s rude to stare.” Not that she thought they were look at her a- Wanda didn’t know what way they were staring from. But someone else was here. She FELT it.
#united open starter#for all those i've not yet rped with#still got starter call starters to write but i'll get there!
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Avengers (2016) #2.1 Variant by Yasmine Putri
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chainsmokingandarrogance:
@scarlethexgirl continued from here
John regarded the young woman and had to smirk a little at her initial response. ‘Darling’ was just one of the many terms he tossed out when he was talking to birds. He had several of them. Blokes usually just got ‘mate’ unless he decided on something more intimate, but that didn’t happen often.
“No offense meant, luv,” he said holding up a hand. “Just how I talk.”
He lit a cigarette as she spoke then offered another smile. “This isn’t my usual opening line, no,” he said. “I’ve seen you in the smoke so I know who you are and I know what you can do.” He covered the flame on his lighter with his hand then turned his hand over showing that the flame was now in his hand. “I thought you might be interested in meeting more people like us.”
Gently he blew on the flame in his hand and it went out with a large puff of smoke. His hand now held his business card with two fingers and he held it out to her. “My card,” he said. “A conversation about possible and impossible will be a long one. Best to have it in a place with friendlier ears.”
Wanda cocked her head, watching him closely. She had been bemused before. Now she was a little wary - and curious.
She listened to him speak, and blinked quickly when he held onto that tiny dancing flame. Parlour trick, maybe, but she didn’t think so. He had a lot of confidence, that was sure, but Wanda didn’t know if that confidence was warranted - what kind of power did he actually have.
“More people like us?” she repeated, a questioning lilt in her tone. “I have to say, that’s a neat TRICK. But I can do more than that.” She was bigging herself up now, but it seemed a good option. She didn’t want to be underestimated, and she also wanted to see a little more of what he was capable of.
She looked at his card for a moment, still tense - before relaxing slightly with an amused smile. “It’s a conversation I’d like to have, indeed with friendlier ears - so, that makes you the friendlier ears? How can you--” She had started asking her question without thinking. She knew she ought to be WARY. She knew she had to be cautious - she was a wanted woman, by the government and criminals she’d helped put away when she worked with the Avengers. But now that her mind was thinking about people like us her she needed to know more. “How can you do what you can do? How did you become like... us.”
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elementellecrystal:
starter call! for @scarlethexgirl
she gasped for breath, trying to calm down her beating heart. she was worried it was about to burst - and crystal couldn’t tell if it was from excitement or fear. what had she DONE?
a laugh escaped her, and she put her hands over her mouth to stifle it.
crystal wanted to do good things, BIG THINGS, and help people. she was scared of what she could do and scared she wouldn’t live up to what she was supposed to be. royalty…. that wasn’t really her, was it? but how would she know if she could help others if she didn’t try? that was what the advisors she’d been with until lately had said.
and she’d finally taken their advice! but they would be the ones to have a coronary if they found out that she had run headfirst into a building on fire. she had KNOWN she could do something to help out. her powers were the elements, she could hold back some of the flames from people as they escaped! the fires had eventually gotten to much for her (she was now exhausted) but hopefully… hopefully she had saved some people…. and then THE scarlet witch had appeared. whoever crys hadn’t saved, the witch must have.
and then crys got out without anyone seeing. ….fingers crossed.
Wanda was trying to keep a “low profile”. Funnily enough, she had never been good at that. Wanda didn’t like to STAND OUT, per se. But she had always been one to get involved with everything going on. From her activities as an activist, to being an Avenger - she couldn’t sit by idly when there was something she could be doing.
So when a building happened to go on fire - she didn’t know why yet, but she could always work that out after, but it seemed more like faulty wiring than criminal act - she had gotten involved. She had not rushed in, she could no more breathe through smoke like that than breathe underwater. But she sussed out the entrances and exits, and entered then.
She used to her powers (her curse, her gift) to block some of the flames and keep the building from falling apart on everyones heads. The fire fighters saw her, she was certain. They rushed in to douse the flame and carry out those who could not walk. But she didn’t think they would say anything. The only thing STRANGE was that the fire wasn’t acting how she thought it ought to... something was off. She didn’t have to block it as much as she thought she would have, it was like it had a mind and it’s mind was saying not to go near people.
It didn’t take her long to work out it was someone doing something about it.
When everyone was safe, Wanda moved out of the way. For one thing, she didn’t want to get caught - for another, she wanted to find out who had helped. She took in a deep breath, controlled her breath and SCANNED with her powers. She followed her senses into a back alley, where a young woman with hair as fiery as her powers stood, looking dazed and delighted.
“So.... Did you enjoy your afternoon of heroics?”
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ofarrcws:
there was probably some sort of vigilante rulebook that had a page about going into the apartments of people you didn’t know, and why that was a bad idea, but kate didn’t own a copy of said rulebook (helpful though that would be.) and so she shrugged and gamely followed scarlet witch WANDA into her apartment. she didn’t know much about her landlord, clint, other than that when isaiah had heard that she was moving out of her father’s penthouse for redacted reasons, he had insisted she apply for an apartment in his building. apparently he was what isaiah considered ‘good people’. she was somehow unsurprised that there was also an avenger in the building.
“i look tired?!” kate snorted in mock outrage, but she was grinning. she did look tired. she’d been halfway to napping in the lobby when wanda had walked in. and tea sounded wonderful. “there’s some sort of irony to you using tea remedies when you have like, actual magic.” kate’s mom had been big on homeopathic and naturalistic remedies. kate’s grandmother had been big on cultural remedies. there was a difference.
“so like, why brooklyn?” kate asked, resting her chin on her hand as she considered the woman in front of her. “out of everywhere in the world to be…why brooklyn? why bed-stuy?”
Wanda gave a slight grin at the womans reaction (and she really really hoped that it was mock anger). Luckily the otherwas soon grinning back at her, which was a great sign. Wanda really hadn’t meant her words to be an insult. Far from it. She was extending help how she knew how, just reaching out a helping hand in one of the few ways she knew how. “I have always used tea remedies, they’ve been passed down in my family for some tea. We... Like the herbal remedies. And there’s a lot of different sides to being a witch.” Wanda wasn’t going to start saying she was in sync with the earth and all that sort of jazz, but her family liked homemade herbal remedies and she knew how to live off the land in some way.
As she moved towards her door (whether the other woman followed or not, Wanda still needed to go inside herself), Wanda looked over at the female and gave a shrug. “I have... FAMILY here. And know the area.” Plus, if it wasn’t for Clint having the place to stay here she would have no where else to go. “Why wouldn’t I be here? At some point? I travel. What about you though?” She unlocked and opened her door, looking to head inside.
“Why here for you? ...And would you like normal, breakfast tea? Or Matcha to help stay awake?”
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