#/ 𝗔𝗡𝗦𝗪𝗘𝗥𝗘𝗗 ✦ ( in character )

[averagetm]

❰     ✿   ;     𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒    ( @fromxbeginningxtoxend )     ❱         ↪      “  shit,  i think i pulled my stitches.  ”

𝐀  𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐒���  𝐖𝐀𝐒  𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐂𝐊    to utter from the woman ;    standing at the balcony door to her apartment and watching as ribbons of scarlet trickled from the tear in the suit and onto the tiled flooring beneath his feet.     ❛❛ Shall I scold you for your reckless behaviour now, or perhaps when——  ❜❜     she was interrupted,  catching him as he stumbled in a momentary display of weakness.    Now was not the time to scold him,   she needed to help him.    ❛❛ H – Hey.  Hey.  Don’t pass out on me now,   at least help me get y’ to the bathroom.  ❜❜     she groaned a little under his weight,  using all her strength to keep him from falling over.

             ❛❛ Bloody hell,  what even happened  . . . ?  I haven’t had the news on all day  . . .  ❜❜     her feet dragged against the wooden floorboards of her apartment,   blood dripping into tiny puddles like a trail of breadcrumbs.    ❛❛ Come on  . . .  You big idiot  . . .  ❜❜     she muttered the curses,  the door to the bathroom slamming against the wall as she grabbed the towels off the rack and helped lower him to the ground,  placing them under his head as a makeshift pillow.  It wasn’t a medical bed,  but she had properly cleaned the floors earlier that day,  and the drainage would help with washing away the blood.

             For a split second,  she left his side and to the bathroom sink,  pulling out all the supplies she had before retrieving the medical kit  -  thank the gods she had updated it recently in case something like this were to happen.    A few steps out and into the hallway,  she grabbed more towels from the linen cupboard,  and within a few seconds she was back at his side,  the bath running with warm water should she need it.

             ❛❛ Tell me your still with me.  Keep talking to me.  Anything.  ❜❜    

[averagetm]

❰     ✿   ;     𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐄𝐍𝐎𝐑𝐌𝐈𝐓𝐘 𝐎𝐅 𝐌𝐘 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐑𝐄.    ( @palidinus )     ❱

𝐈𝐓  𝐖𝐀𝐒  𝐒𝐄𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐋𝐘  𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄    that the two of them would fall into such a position  ;    from the moment when lips touched it might have already sealed their fates.    The thoughts which crashed against her skull were conflicting and confusing,  only silenced whenever he kissed her,  whenever his tongue pushed into her mouth and had her  whimpering   with the need for more.    They should be taking things slowly.    They should be allowing themselves to do what felt right.   They should be so quick to rush into things,  but gods above every fibre of her being needed him.     A small whine sounded when lips parted from her own,  his taste lingering on her tongue and rendering her nearly intoxicated.

             No.   The last time she had been quick to sleep with someone   . . .  it hadn’t turned out well.   What would she do if she started to dissociate again?   Would it be something he noticed?    What if she didn’t feel good from it?   What if she had to fake her words and the sounds pulled from her throat?    What would she do when she felt dirty and filthy by the time they had finished  . . . ?

             Artemis’ thoughts were interrupted when his hand placed against her face,  thumb rubbing against flushed cheek before words were spoken  ;   ❛  i  need  you .  ❜      they rendered the brunette speechless,   her head tilting slightly within his hand as she simply stared at him.     It was dangerous for her heart to assume he meant beyond physicality.     ❛❛ Sh – Shiro  . . .  ❜❜     his name trembled upon her lips,  she didn’t know how to respond or how to act in a situation like this  ;    her heart was burning and yearning and pounding so heavily against her ribs she thought they might break.

             As she felt her features turn warm with embarrassment,   she had to look away from him at that moment.    ❛❛ Would  . . .  Would it  . . .  ❜❜     she bit down on her lower lip,   the hands upon his shoulders shaking in a subtle manner that gave away her nerves.   Artemis was trying so hard  . . .  could he see that?   Could he see that everything was so new to her?        That  someone  loving  and  wanting  her  was  foreign.  

             ❛❛ Would it  . . .  Would it be okay if I stayed-  stayed the night then?  ❜❜     she stuttered.

[averagetm]

   𝗛𝗨𝗥𝗧 / 𝗖𝗢𝗠𝗙𝗢𝗥𝗧 𝗦𝗧𝗔𝗥𝗧𝗘𝗥𝗦.    ( @fromxbeginningxtoxend )           “Get away from her!” from Bruce

             𝗶𝘁  𝗵𝗮𝗱  𝗯𝗲𝗲𝗻  𝗮  𝘀𝗶𝗹𝗲𝗻𝘁  𝗳𝗲𝗮𝗿,    an internal stressor that the woman had refused to voice   ( he already had enough to worry about  . . .   and she could handle herself when it came to this type of thing . . .  )     it had slithered its way into her subconscious and made itself known within the depths of her nightmares,   it physically manifested itself through bitten nails and a panicked heartrate.    The presence of her colleague was unexpected,   their group of friends making plans to specifically exclude the male in question,   and now her worst fears had come into fruition and she was alone with him.

             It didn’t take a genius to recognise that she was disinterested  ;    any verbal suggestions or flirtations that he made were shut down with a sharp tongue and blunt words,   the polite smile that she typically wore was replaced with a look of disgust and disdain   ( and yet it was as if he had only grown all the more fond of the woman when she showcased such emotions )      the breath caught in the back of her throat when he had reached out toward the lanyard around her neck,   fingers brushing against her chest and making her   freeze   up   entirely.

             ❛❛ Can you not stare at my fucking chest?  ❜❜     she called him out,   though her voice trembled a little more than she would have liked.   It caused for him to pause,  looking up at her before   daring to step closer,    tugging at the lanyard slightly.      ❛❛ You smell fucking disgusting  . . .  ❜❜     the scent of bourbon made her want to throw up,   it made her head spin violently as it dredged up memories from her childhood.     Artemis’ fingers curled into her palm,   trembling with an anger that boiled inside of her   -   just punch him,   just punch him in the fucking jaw  . . .

             ❛ get   away   from   her   !. ❜  

             The familiar voice was enough to snap her out of the violent thoughts circulating within her mind  ;    her head turning and brows lifting in surprise to see him.     she thought that she would be on her own   . . .   she anticipated to be the only person to save herself   . . .     Yet her colleague did not listen to the words thrown in his direction,   grumbling to himself before slurring out his words.     ❛ Oh fuck off,  can’t y’ see we’re havin’ a conversation ??  ❜     he still held onto the lanyard,   knuckles once again grazing her chest in either a calculated or drunken movement.

             ❛❛ No we’re fucking not.  ❜❜     she snapped as soon as he had spoken,   reaching up to pry the lanyard from his hold,   it only tightened it response and he gave a sharp tug as if it were a leash  ;  chuckling to himself in the process as he took hold of her wrist.     ❛ Come on,   don’t be like tha’,  ‘ust wanted to ask about  . . .  about  . . .  the pins that y’ had on here,   what’s this one from? ❜     a finger touched at one of the enamel decorations  ;    get   your   filthy   hands   off   me.

[averagetm]

❰     ✿   ;     𝗩𝗔𝗥𝗜𝗢𝗨𝗦 𝗦𝗘𝗡𝗧𝗘𝗡𝗖𝗘 𝗦𝗧𝗔𝗥𝗧𝗘𝗥𝗦.    ( @fromxbeginningxtoxend )     ❱         ↪      ❛ it’s my fault, isn’t it? ❜ from Bruce

𝗜𝗧  𝗪𝗔𝗦  𝗢𝗡𝗘  𝗢𝗙  𝗧𝗛𝗢𝗦𝗘    incredibly rare moments where Artemis chose to be silent ———  although,   that silence spoke louder than anything she could have said at that moment.      Artemis hesitantly stepped deeper into the aftermath of the chaos,   almost tripping over rubble and debris in the process of assessing the damage.   A hand reached out to pick up one of the books,   a small noise of horror sounding as it crumbled from the movement.        ❛❛ Th – There’s so much damage  . . .  ❜❜     the silence was broken,   uttering the obvious to herself  ;    the library had become a playground,  the first floor receiving the most damage with shelves burned to a crisp,  bullets piercing their covers,   and furniture shattered and destroyed.

             ❛❛ O – Oh god  . . .  What the hell do I do  . . .  ❜❜     she slowly sunk to the floor,   merely staring at the mess in front of her   -   at the very least however,   she knew that she wouldn’t be fired for this,  that the university had insurance and that a cleanup crew would be hired to remove everything.    ❛❛ Oh gods  . . .  ❜❜     A realisation dawned upon her in that moment,   her head whipping around to look at him with an expression caught in between a glare and a childish pout.

             ❛❛ D – Do you know what this means ?!   The Chancellor is totally going to take this opportunity to hold a fundraiser or something !!   ❜❜     Artemis’ voice rose in octave as panic started to slither itself into her brain.    ❛❛ Oh my god.  That means I gotta spend the night tryin’ t’ charm old bastards out of their money !!  ❜❜     Artemis prayed for the ground beneath her to give way,   or for a bookcase to fall on her head.    ❛❛ That means I gotta wear a dress and heels and  . . .   ❜❜     she hung her head in despair,   no doubt the head of the university was going to use this as a means for publicity.             At least the damage was kept to the public levels   .  .  .    and the existence of the archives was kept secret still.

             ❛❛ Oh my fucking god there’s going to be so much paperwork associated with this  . . .  ❜❜    

[averagetm]

        𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗘𝗡𝗢𝗥𝗠𝗜𝗧𝗬 𝗢𝗙 𝗠𝗬 𝗗𝗘𝗦𝗜𝗥𝗘.    ( @repcntent ) [ CLEANSE ]  our muses have sex in the bathtub.  + ❛  tell  me  what  you  want .  ❜ (from jason!) 

             𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗥𝗘  𝗪𝗔𝗦  𝗔𝗡  𝗔𝗖𝗛𝗘  𝗜𝗡    her body that made her muscles felt as though they were on fire     (  how long had they been doing this for?  It had to have been hours upon hours  . . .  she had lost all sense of time with him   )     the heated waters had momentarily relieved the subtle pain which made her weary,  and it felt nice to wash the sweat from her skin,  she might have dared to call the moment sweet as she leaned herself back against him  ———  although the thought didn’t last too long  ;   feeling hands wrap around her waist and pull her closer to him,   a whimper was pulled from her lips as she felt his fingers slip between her legs and press themselves to the bundle of nerves that always had her sing for him.

             ❛❛ Jason  . . .  ❜❜     her head tilted back and against his shoulder,   her cheeks burning from both embarrassment and the hot water shared.   Perhaps she shouldn’t have been surprised  . . .  but where the hell did he get so much stamina from ??    the warmth of his hand combatted against the cooler air of the bathroom,   groping at the large mount that filled his palm with ease,  his thumb dragging over the pink bud before pinching at it,  making her bite down on her lower lip.  

             ❛❛ Y – You’re the worst  . . .  ❜❜     her response was instant when he had spoken,  a scowl forming on her lips as she internally debated on sinking into the water.    ❛❛ You suck  . . .  Horrible  . . .  ❜❜     her words held no real malice within them,  born from humiliation and embarrassment that he seemed to enjoy seeing on her.    ❛❛ Please don’t m – make me say it  . . .  ❜❜     she had been saying it all evening,  in the heat of the moment and whenever she begged him to let her climax.    Damn bastard  . . .

             ❛❛ I want you  . . .  ❜❜     the words had been mumbled,  but there was no doubt he had heard them.    ❛❛ I just want you  . . .  ❜❜     and they sounded  . . .  a little more endearing than he might have anticipated.

[averagetm]

       𝗕𝗔𝗗 𝗦𝗜𝗧𝗨𝗔𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡 𝗦𝗧𝗔𝗥𝗧𝗘𝗥𝗦.    ( @optimisticrobin )   Send 🚪 for our muses to get stuck in an elevator together // Your    choice whether he's there as Nightwing or Dick Grayson.

             𝗔  𝗦𝗨𝗗𝗗𝗘𝗡  𝗝𝗢𝗟𝗧  𝗢𝗙  𝗧𝗛𝗘  𝗘𝗟𝗘𝗩𝗔𝗧𝗢𝗥    as its movements unexpectedly halted  ———  a small noise slipping from the woman as she was caught off balance,   one hand quickly reaching out to place against the wall in order to catch herself   ( she might have died if she had crashed into the other soul in the elevator  . . .  )      ❛❛ What the fuck  . . .  ❜❜     her words were whispered and she felt anxiety festering inside of her body as the elevator lights flickered momentarily,  before submerging them in an eerie red light provided from the emergency switch.

             ❛❛ Oh no  . . .  No.  No.  No.  No.  ❜❜     an adjustment of her glasses as she approached the buttons,   pressing them in vain hopes that it would make the elevator move.   Don’t panic.   Don’t panic.  Don’t panic.    Artemis’ fingers twitched when she moved to press the emergency button,  only to see a small sticker stating that it was currently   ‘ out of order ‘        ❛❛ Cool.  Cool.  Cool.  Cool.  This is fine.  ❜❜     she started to subconsciously pick at her fingernails,  her heart thundering within her chest as she tried her hardest not to think about all the horror movie scenarios that involved an elevator.

             Well,  if there was anywhere in the world for her to be trapped,  the GCPD would eventually notice that their only source of transportation between floors wasn’t working,  right?     ❛❛ I  . . .  ❜❜     she turned her attention to the other within the elevator,  biting down on her lower lip before she forced a strained smile.    Police Officers always made her feel uneasy.

             ❛❛ It  . . .  Looks like we’re stuck,  and we might be for a while  . . .  My phone never gets reception in here.  ❜❜     she’s trying her hardest not to panic.

[averagetm]

        𝗦𝗣𝗢𝗧𝗦 𝗧𝗢 𝗞𝗜𝗦𝗦.    ( @sanguine-salvation )       Spots to Kiss + 30 ( a kiss on the back of the hand )

             '𝗧𝗪𝗔𝗦  𝗔𝗡  𝗔𝗖𝗧  𝗢𝗙  𝗔𝗙𝗙𝗘𝗖𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡    in which she considered to be   sacred     ( although that no doubt came from the daydreams she held of other realms  . . .  )     a fluttering was felt within her chest,  the fragile organ responding as the warmth of their hand encapsulated her own,   lips pressing to the back of her hand in an act of affection that made her  physically flinch   from unfamiliarity.     ❛❛ Victor  . . .  ❜❜     the name is uttered upon her lips,  embarrassment turning the tips of her ears a not – so – subtle shade of crimson.

             Artemis was quick to pull herself back into reality,   looking off to the side as a subtle frown came upon her features.   ❛❛ I don’t   . . .  I don’t understand at all  . . .  ❜❜     her words were mumbled,  their actions making her head spin in confusion,   but her hand kept within their own,  the simplest affection being something she craved beyond words.