#blueblxzes

[stxrsoldier]

                 ❛ can you believe that nurse said i can't get out yet? ❜ he complained to the older one, still annoyed. He may have hurt himself a lot on his last mission, but he was feeling a lot better now. Or at least, he could bear the pain. He just want to get out of the hospital. ❛ can you tell her this is a bullshit? i mean, i just broke a few ribs and my wrist, that's not so bad right? ❜

@blueblxzes​  // sc

[ironimmortal]

blueblxzes replied to your post “��”

"Long enough."

“That’s not very appropriate.”

[thexkestrel]

blueblxzes liked for a starter

“Serious question; if I asked you to be my date to a gala, would you say yes?”

[leapinlxzards]

blueblxzes replied to your post: “blueblxzes replied to your post: “ooc ; oooogh, i burned the finger on...”:

//Well shit. The lack of blistering likely means it isn't that bad of a burn, though

ooc ; yeah from what i’ve read it’s most likely a first degree burn, which is good;;

[forcebeams-blog]

[ @blueblxzes | con’t from HERE ]

Zzzzzzz-- nnh?

Sam woke up, bleary-eyed. What time was it? And where-- good, he was still home, still in his bed. Sky blue eyes cast a glance to the numbers that blared red in the darkness: it was 2:14am. He stretched and got up out of bed. Since he was awake, he decided now would be a good time to investigate what made the noise that woke him up.

Not bothering to throw a shirt on and grabbing his phone instead, he exited his room in just loose pajama pants and went to the living room. There was something by the couch... oh, duh. His mentor had been staying the night and took up residence on the couch. He turned on his phone’s flashlight and lit up where Rider had unceremoniously fallen.

     “ If you’re still asleep I’ll be impressed. If not... you okay? ”

[scarabfused-blog]

"Hey, kid. Want to meet a telepathic dog?"

     “ I… uh… ”

Jaime remembers back to the time he accidentally fried the brain of a telepath because the scarab had the ability to attack mind readers. It wasn’t fun. He sighed remorsefully.

     “ As much as I wanna say yes, I don’t want the scarab to hurt it. Sorry. ”

[ofstxrsandgalaxies]

@blueblxzes continued from here. 

Text: You’re the one who taught me how to use this damn thing

Text: You will suffer my texts of mischief

Text: 👌🍆💦🔞

[ txt ]: I am regretting that decision. 

[ txt ]: I teach you to use your phone and this is how you repay me? 

[ txt ]: Annoying me at 1 AM. How dare you take my lessons for granted. 

[xscreamxqueen]

@blueblxzes

“...

...Yep. Kitty was right. Star Lord’s way hotter.”

[thexkestrel]

build

[build]: are they skinny and petite or do they resemble a body builder, are they tall or short or average height, are they lean and wiry, are they overweight, are all of their features proportionate, etc.

Damian will never have the same broad shoulders or sheer muscle of Bruce Wayne. He ended up with more of an athletic build, almost a gymnast, but not to the extent of Dick Grayson. He’s retained more flexibility than brute strength, and has learned to use that to his advantage. He is of average to slightly tall height, just pushing 6 foot, but still capable of growing, considering his age, though it won’t be by much.

[leapinlxzards]

blueblxzes replied to your post: “ooc ; oooogh, i burned the finger on my dominant hand on a dish that...”:

//Got any aloe?

ooc ; somewhere, but aloe doesnt tend to do much for burned skin on me fsr;;

[forcebeams-blog]

[ @blueblxzes | con’t from HERE ]

Woop, there he goes, suddenly lifted up into a hug. Dammit, why did he have to be so small? It definitely wasn’t the first time he got lifted via embrace. He was wiggling a bit, trying to get out of the older Nova’s arms.

     “ Lemme go! What’s gotten into you? ”

He didn’t exactly mind the hug all things considered, but a little bit of warning would’ve been nice.

[overqualified-drummer]

💧 (Richie loves swimming, so yeah)

Casual Nudity Memes

“You know, I did not expect this to be something you were into,” Dante laughed.

The pair stood at the edge of the hotel pool. It was late at night and the pool had long since closed, but somehow they were out here, planning to avail themselves of the warm night and cool water. Dante walked to the edge and, without hesitation, slipped his jeans and boxers off, leaving him fully nude in the night air.

“You joining me or what, Rich?” the Inhuman asked, smirking over his shoulder.

[ofstxrsandgalaxies]

“--What...just happened? Wait...! What is happening?”  

[honoraryconfidant-blog]

@blueblxzes || continued from here.

      Rick raises an eyebrow and frowns, trying to pin down a name. Based on the armor, this was that guy who is the leader of space cops. Nova? Yeah, that's probably it. But wait, which one? Oh well, worry about that later. With slight hesitation, he puts his hand down, offering to pull the costumed hero up.

     ❝ You sure, man ? That was a pretty bad knockout even for someone with phenomenal cosmic powers. I mean I can get you an ice pack if you want. ❞

[leapinlxzards]

“Shh, it’s okay.. you’re safe now.” //Craving that angst (And Richie being space dad is too much to pass up)

RP starters: Miscellaneous angst 

   { 🦎 } Richard’s initial call might as well have been a radio playing underwater a block away for all Rory understood of it. They couldn’t for the life of them pick out the individual syllables and string them into anything that made sense through the pounding in their head and the icewater running through their veins. A few hours of sleep uninterrupted by terrible nightmarish recollection was too much to ask for, apparently. Of course it was gonna happen here, too. It was stupid of them to hope it wouldn’t.

   Shoulders bunched up and shaking as they hunched over the sink, breathing ragged from the all dry-heaving they’d just done, Rory lifted one hand from its previous motion of dragging the fingers of it over the long, curving scars on their shoulders in an attempt to wave it dismissively in the general direction of the door they’d left ajar in their rush to the sink, as if this scene was something you could just wave off like everything was fine. They couldn’t even do that right, though, their hand dropping to the edge of the sink as they felt themself losing balance. You’re the worst, Rory.

   Their eyes stung and blurred and their breath stuttered, and they felt every bit the monster they’d just seen for a split second in the mirror before their eyes had shot downwards on instinct, self-loathing and ashamed and having no control over any of it.

   “I shouldn’t be here,” they heard themself mumble out miserably in a voice that felt small and very, very far away, shoulders sagging as some of their initial nausea dissipated. After a few uneven breaths that burned and scratched up against their throat., they repeated, “I shouldn’t… be here. …Sorry.”

[forcebeams-blog]

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[ koala tea | ACCEPTING ]

tysm…….