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EVERY FEMALE CHARACTER THAT I LOVE (in alphabetical order) CASSIE HOWARD - EUPHORIA I think I’m going to do everything in my power for at least, like the next three years, not to fall in love.

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Sable rolled her eyes and fought very hard the urge to punch him in the face. God he is annoying. Spider-Man was always the friendliest superhero, always ready to joke and smile, the complete opposite of her. When she was working there was nothing that could stop her from completing her tasks. Just like a robot.

She sat in the limo and shut the door after her. He looked like a kid seeing something beautiful for the first time and if she wasn't so tense she would have cracked a smile. "Have you heard of mysterious disappearances recently?" she asked bluntly, going straight to the point. Sable knew that if he knew something he'd tell her. "I'm tracking some guy who's been kidnapping my people."

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Two weeks after the beginning of mysterious disappearance of nobles in Symkaria, Sable had used all of her agency’s cyber intelligence to find leads on where they could have disappeared to. All leads brought her to New York. What is it with this city that attracts all the villains of the world? She thought. Of course her meeting at the Embassy was fruitless, they knew nothing about the disappearances and the only thing they said was that they would “keep an eye out”. Wow thanks for nothing.

Walking out of the Embassy, Sable let out a frustrated sight wondering where she was supposed to look first in this gigantic city.

Before she could walk back to the limo, a voice brought her back from her thoughts and she immediately reached for her gun.

“Dammit Spider! Don’t ever scare me like that again! I could have shot you!” she exclaimed. She was truly on edge. Regaining her composture, she took a deep breath and let her arm rest on her side. “Everything is wrong. This Embassy is bloody useless!” she sighed and opened the door of the limo. “Get inside, I need to talk to you”

Peter was glad that he had an entire mask covering his face right about now, because the grin that was completely plastered over his lips right now would’ve been enough to tempt Silver Sable to shoot him on sight. Sure, he had spider sense and everything to dodge it, but Sable had already proven on quite a few occasions that she was capable of using her various fighting styles to keep up with the webhead’s more freestyle fighting style of finesse and brawling. “Sorry about that! I always think there’s at least a part of you that’s still part cyborg and doesn’t necessarily compute emotional responses,” the hero quipped. “But I appreciate that you actually thought about shooting me this time! From the sincerest bottom of my heart, you deserve a thank you for that.” Peter glanced around at the area around them, glancing back inside of the Symkarian Embassy doors that were now closing before taking another good look at Sable’s face. “Wow…alright, you’re a serious kind of tense and not the normal tense. What’s going on?” he inquired, before the mercenary pointed towards her limo. “Well…alright. But only because it’s saving me as much on web fluid as it probably is for you and worker’s comp,” he mused.

Peter hadn’t rode inside of a limo since prom night back in high school, so to be back on the inside of one with someone who was a royal noble of Symkaria as it began driving through the city felt strange and awkward at the same time, to say the least. Throw in the fact that he was dressed as Spider-Man and well, this would’ve been a story for the ages to tell kids. “Alright, here we are���in the confines of your limo…your incredibly, luxurious limo…that probably costs more money than I’ll see in my lifetime. What’s got you so on edge?”

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"Hit me with your better shot, Darling" she smirked and took position on the mat.

Open starter - open to: Mutuals and non-mutuals

Plot: My muse is training with yours.

Verse: Silver Sable - Vigilante - MCU

"I've been wanting to kick your ass all week"

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Two weeks after the beginning of mysterious disappearance of nobles in Symkaria, Sable had used all of her agency's cyber intelligence to find leads on where they could have disappeared to. All leads brought her to New York. What is it with this city that attracts all the villains of the world? She thought. Of course her meeting at the Embassy was fruitless, they knew nothing about the disappearances and the only thing they said was that they would "keep an eye out". Wow thanks for nothing.

Walking out of the Embassy, Sable let out a frustrated sight wondering where she was supposed to look first in this gigantic city.

Before she could walk back to the limo, a voice brought her back from her thoughts and she immediately reached for her gun.

"Dammit Spider! Don't ever scare me like that again! I could have shot you!" she exclaimed. She was truly on edge. Regaining her composture, she took a deep breath and let her arm rest on her side. "Everything is wrong. This Embassy is bloody useless!" she sighed and opened the door of the limo. "Get inside, I need to talk to you"

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While Peter felt right at home in the heart of a science lab, even he had to get out of there sometimes in order to get some fresh air and feel right at home at his other, other job. That job? Being the friendly neighborhood Spider-Man and protector of all of Manhattan, of course. Working at a job that he loved in a place where he felt like he could really cultivate his gifted mind for science along with a sense of purpose that the work they were doing there could really change lives, it motivated Peter to no end. It was just as integral a part of his life as being Spider-Man was, and as he pulled his mask over his head and tightened his web shooters, that fact never left his mind. “Alright New York, let’s see what you’ve got in store for me today. Maybe a few carjackers? Some jewelry store heist that needs to be tied up? Or maybe we’re finally gonna see that alligators in the sewer problem finally come to a head?” the hero mused, shooting out a web line that immediately attached to a crane as he began swinging down below and through the city. Whatever challenges the day brought him, Spidey was ready to take on anything the Big Apple had to throw his way.

And what New York threw his way was definitely something he was not expecting to deal with whatsoever. A simmering, pissed off Silver Sable exiting the Symkarian Embassy with something of a scowl on her face muttering a long string of obscenities and profanity that he couldn’t quite make out, but it was still enough for him to catch on to. “Hey Sable, wait up!” Peter called out, landing on a lamp post before Sable could get inside of her limo. “Do you always wear that face when you’re swearing in three different languages simultaneously? Kidding kidding,” Peter put his hands up, rubbing the side of his head. “But seriously, what’s wrong?”

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I'm Marie, 24 years old, she/her, from France.

Open and friendly :)

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Open starter - open to: Mutuals and non-mutuals

Plot: My muse is training with yours.

Verse: Silver Sable - Vigilante - MCU

"I've been wanting to kick your ass all week"

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Sydney Sweeney by Davis Bates, 2021 - via x

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You will always fall in love, and it will always be like having your throat cut, just that fast.

You are going to break your promise. I understand.

You’re lonely too.

It will stop your breath, how cruel I can be.

I am a demanding creature. I am selfish and cruel and extremely unreasonable.

I am your servant.

I crawl at your feet; for before your love, your kisses, I am debased.

For you alone I will be weak.

I belong here, and you will not deny me.

I say these things, and the world listens.

I do not tolerate a world emptied of you. I have tried.

In the dark, I have pored over the loss of you like pale gold.

I will not let her speak because I love her, and when you love someone, you do not make them tell war stories.

I moved the earth and the water for you.

You will always run away with her.

You will always lose her.

You will always be a fool.

You will always be dead, in a city of ice, snow falling into your ear.

You have already done all of this and will do it again.

No one should be judged for loving more than they ought, only for loving not enough.

We look terrible to you, and severe, and you see our blood flying.

What we carry between us is hard-won, and we made it just as we wished it to be, just the color, just the shape.

There need never be any rules between us.

Let us be greedy together; let us hoard.

Do not leave me, swear that you will never leave me.

I am selfish. I am cruel. My mate cannot be less than I.

Sleep with fists closed and shoot straight.

I can’t abide a poor liar.

You look like a winter’s night. I could sleep inside the cold of you.

Oh, quit that. Blushing is for virgins and Christians.

Scold me; deny me. Tell me you want what you want and damn me forever. But don’t leave me.

Bad luck relies on absolutely perfect timing.

In his own country, Death can be kind.

What is the world but a boxing ring where fools and devils put up their fists?

Men die. It’s practically what they’re for.

I am no one; I am nothing.

Nothing in me was not made by you.

A revelation is always the end of something. It might even be cause for grief.

Just tell yourself a story that’ll satisfy you and pretend he told it.

Forever isn’t bright; it isn’t like that. Forever is cold and hard and final.

I savor bitterness - it is born of experience. It is the privilege of one who has truly lived.

If you want to kill yourself, do not use us as your knife.

What did I do wrong? Was I boring? Did I ignore you?

Don’t you dare speak to me like that.

I have worn nothing but blood and death for years.

I have fought all your battles for you, just as you asked me.

I have learned not to cry when I strangle a man.

I have learned to watch everything die.

I am not a little girl anymore, dazzled by your magic. It is my magic, now, too.

Are we not devils?

No one is now what they were before the war.

I have not seen you without your skin on.

Close up your head; your brain is getting loose.

We obsess. It’s in our nature.

I’ve a devil of a habit for being right.

In war you must always choose sides.

If you try to be a bridge laid down between them, they will tear you in half.

We are all dead. All equal. Broken and aimless and believing we are alive.

My old bones will follow yours soon enough.

It is better to be strong and cruel than to be fair.

I will see him with his skin off before I agree to fall in love.

After love, no one is what they were before.

I have survived, but I have not been spared.

In the space of one heartbeat to another I loved you and I was lost to you.

Frighten me, make me cry, only come back.

It’s not so bad, my darling. Being dead. It’s like being alive, only colder.

You’ll think it’s love, while he dines on your heart.

You will be so beautiful when you are old.

I cannot keep you and I cannot let you go.

You will live as you live in any world…with difficulty, and grief.

I look at you and it is like my throat being cut.

She said you’d come and I swore to eat your heart.

I still want to kiss you.

My heart is being cut in two. I cannot bear it.

What happens to anything beautiful?

I have to know, I have to or else you will just rule me until the end of everything because you know and I do not.

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𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐒  𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄  𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐘,   (a prompt list lifted from the novel/book with the same name, by ivy tholen, triggers for gore, violence, blood, injuries and general horror will be present. change pronouns as you see fit)

is this a joke? please tell me this is a joke.

i put the car in reverse and managed to drive away unseen.

i was never going to walk away from this.

please don’t make me do it.

i’ve already given you enough therapy material for the next thirty years.

stop it! you’re going to kill us both!

too bad your phones gone. your fans would die if they could see you now.

it’s like licking copper pipes covered in sand.

i can’t have you bleed to death.

nobody ever becomes a professional musician anyway.

you’ll probably become an accountant or something.

i’m not going to kill you. i’m just going to end your life.

too rough for you?

someone will see this and call the cops. they’re coming for you.

they ain’t gonna catch me.

you confessed to everything and provided enough evidence to convict you.

this is texas. you’re gonna fry.

i don’t have it in me to mutilate you.

you have to die, but you don’t have to slasher movie die.

i wasn’t going to put all of this online.

it’s better to go out with a bang, right?

i can help you. it doesn’t have to end this way.

what is done can be undone. please call me.

you put on a freaky costume and stalked her.

is this a joke? where are you? what did you do?

you’re a real sick piece of shit.

they think it’s fake! should i be offended or flattered?

i’m less and less scared the longer were up here.

oh my god, why are you acting like this is a party?

are you really in a position to mock me?

oh what are you going to do? kill me?

you decided. you decided before we even got here.

you just lied to yourself and said you’d spare me so you’d feel less like a villain.

well, i can’t exactly put all this online. or can i?

who would agree to do that for you?

it was hard to decide to kill you. you don’t deserve it. not like the rest of them.

of course you did. why wouldn’t you?

you butchered them. how are you not drenched in blood?

you put up a fight though, more than i expected.

who wouldn’t want to stare into these bette davis eyes for eternity?

does this mean your idea of heaven is staring at yourself in the mirror?

i don’t care anymore. just tell me what you’re going to do.

you must be in as much pain as i am, right?

how can a person be mopey and anxious at the same time?

so i’m pathetic. you’re pathetic. we’re kindred spirits.

are you finding jesus right here in this carnival or something? 

i’m miserable. i thought it would make me feel better.

when i first decided to do this, i planned to kill you.

i didn’t want to mangle you or make you suffer.

why? we had a deal. why did you kill her?

give us a story and we’ll stick to it.

people never really give each other the benefit of the doubt.

everything is too much, right? you get it?

have you ever felt like the entire world is turning against you?

they’re so cute i could steal them and take them home.

i mean, i can’t say no to ice cream.

it would be better than murdering your friends in cold blood.

right, right. shouldn’t talk shit about the dead. my bad.

you’re such a little fighter, trying to find a weapon. i respect that.

you’d do anything for a friend, wouldn’t you?

we we’re never that close. you’d sell me out in a secound.

we’ll say we never saw the killer without his mask.

technically, you have to be crazy to kill someone in general.

i’ve seen this asshole in action. if he wanted you dead, you would be.

i will be right back and i will have cops with me.

one a scale of one to ten, how screwed are we?

can you enjoy a moment without researching it?

can you enjoy a moment without documenting it for your followers?

why didn’t you save me? i would’ve saved you.

if you’re not going to hurt me, can i leave?

i don’t even know who you are. you’re wearing a mask.

in fact, don’t hide at all. i’m not going to hurt you.

i already played hide and seek with [name], i’m bored with that game.

i can’t die in a room that smells like feet and old coffee.

can we please not refer to anyone in the past tense?

why are you telling me this right now?

you’re not crazy. i’m sorry if i made you feel that way.

i need you to know in case something happens.

we’ll be testifying at this asshole’s trail.

do whatever your little heart tells you.

i can’t touch a dead body.

he’ll find us. he’s had no trouble so far. it’s like he can teleport.

shouldn’t we hide as best as we can and wait?

there’s no happy ending for me. i threw it all away.

i’m pissed off and what you’re witnessing is me doing my best to feel better.

i’m not taking off the fucking mask. i might take yours off though.

it’s hard to hear anything inside this mask.

there’s never a good reason to murder people, you’re crazy.

if you run, i’ll catch you.

don’t run. i’m not moving. you don’t move neither.

i’m smashed up too. won’t be stopping me.

am i a horrible person if i say no?

it’s like you said. we have to save ourselves.

since when did you become a badass?

did we learn our lesson about dropping our weapons in front of murderers?

i’m light headed. i can’t do this much longer.

aren’t you dumbasses supposed to be hiding from me?

do you have a death wish? because i sure don’t.

you can tell me. are you the killer?

you told her to act like a kitty and fall asleep. it’s your fault.

how do you kill someone with a carousel?

we’re putting people in coffins?

when you see blood, you know blood, you feel blood.

if we don’t die, you wanna get married?

we’re going to die, aren’t we?

there’s a psycho in a cloak and mask chasing us around and you want to go into a haunted house?

you sound like the hero in an action movie. no one talks like that.

what if it’s more than one person?

do you have your phone with you?

this isn’t nearly as fun as i imagined it would be.

this night needs to end.

that fucking carousel music. it’s going to be stuck in my head for days.

fair enough. conversation dead and buried.

ugh. i don’t want to talk about this anymore.

if i tried to do that, i’d break my neck.

dude, this isn’t school. you don’t have to raise your hand.

people like to think they can survive a dangerous situation.

look, you don’t have to if you don’t want too.

never mind getting caught, how are we going to get home?

i want to go to college next year, not prison.

we need to get it done so we can explore the creepy abandoned carnival.

if people don’t want to ride with me, i’m not going to hold them hostage.

why are we playing along with this circus?

i’d sooner die than be so close to a body of water.

we’re breaking into a carnival with all our friends.

i’m a bad enough driver as it is.

i know for a fact she almost didn’t get an invite.

i read about it in an article on women’s self-defense.

i wouldn’t call me names if i were you.

you’re not a teeny bit concerned i might try to finish the job later?

i paid attention and learned.

are we all getting the picture now?

i can’t carry you. you’ll have to stay here.

i didn’t want to leave her there. i had no choice.

check yourself and make sure you’re okay.

yeah and the brown stuff is dried blood.

scared your name will be there?

your story was hard to believe.

i don’t want you to be freaked out about something when it probably means nothing.

maybe you’re putting together a pattern that isn’t really there.

i noticed something weird. you can’t call me crazy if i tell you.

what if we’re the only ones left?

it’s not about physical strength. we’re smarter than him.

the clock is running out for some people.

take off your mask.

if you’re going to kill me anyway, you might as well tell me who you are.

maybe i’ll take her and leave her in chunks. maybe i already have.

it’s not about not liking you. i don’t particularly dislike any of you. 

i’m curious, have you wondered why i’m doing this? what’s my motivation?

if i were in your shoes, i’d have so many questions.

turn around and look at me. it’s hard to hear anything inside this mask.

this doesn’t feel like reality. is it? is this really happening?

don’t joke about [name] hurting people. 

let’s not get too upset. emotions breed mistakes.

i don’t want him to go to jail. i want him dead.

if i see him again, i’m going to take your hammer and bash his brains in.

i wish i’d drilled a hole in his head when i had the chance.

it’s like there’s a million spiders running down my neck.

he killed my best friend. if i get my chance, i’m going to make him pay.

i picked it up when we ran.

he’s in here somewhere.

we have to keep running or we have to find a better hiding spot.

we also have to be prepared to fight.

i’m gonna hurl. it smells like lemon, cheese and metal in here.

see. carousel as murder weapon.

i’m serious. this is life or death.

all you have to do is curl up like a kitty and fall asleep.

then he found me. the gross tongue mask from before.

can you come here? i’m so high i’m hallucinating. or i hope i am.

move as fast as you can while we still have light.

did you put your arm around me to guide me into the building or so i could hold you?

my immortal soul just drifted up. just now. it bloomed.

mmm, grilled cheese. i should of gotten another one at dinner.

if i have to fight him, i’m playing for keeps.

it could be anyone. we can let the cops play detective.

i’m less concerned with who he is and more concerned with getting out alive.

you think it’s the same guy?

that has nothing to do with right now.

did you think i wouldn’t see you?

are we going to make it out alive?

we’re going the long way around to the house of horrors.

will you please get off the ground?

there was supposed to be a guard here tonight, wasn’t there?

i’d rather die than eat anything sweet.

i’m not so high that i can’t outrun this guy or even take him down.

you can’t go looking for them alone.

[name] is dead and if we don’t leave this carnival, so are we.

if you want to leave, go.

i’m going to try to find the others.

i have no idea what you’re talking about. we gotta go.

something something no man left behind.

we. can’t. leave. them.

we won’t be able to help the others if we’re dead.

there is someone in a black hooded cloak and demon mask.

it’s a scare actor costume from the carnival.

we have to get outta here.

well, i welcome him to come to me, i’ll kick his fucking ass!

why do i automatically assume people are dead?

what if everyone is dead?

we’re more likely to be arrested than murdered.

one hour and i’ll be done. sixty little minutes and it’s over.

god, i really don’t want to be here.

if i stop, it’s over, i’m dead.

you never know if you’ll get stuck without a bathroom when you need it.

i can’t wrap my head around one person wanting us dead. what could we have done to two?

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Open starter - open to mutuals and non-mutuals

"So protective…” Silvija murmured. “You were never so protective over me.”

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- Silver Sable x Spider-Man (Peter Parker) ✔️

- Silver Sable x The Punisher (Frank Castle)

- Silver Sable x Daredevil (Matt Murdock)

- Silver Sable x Luke Cage

- Silver Sable x Captain America (Steve Rogers)

- Silver Sable x Venom (Eddie Brock)

- Silver Sable x Black Widow (Natasha Romanoff)

- Silver Sable x OC

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SILVIJA-SABLINOVA is an indie & semi selective roleplay MCU comic based blog written by Marie. OC friendly. Mun & muse 21+.

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