#buglesbetty

[arachnidiots]

⎯⎯⎯⎯ @buglesbetty / liked for a starter from peter.

"what is it you want this time?"

[strangewonderful]

"you're not gonna put this in your paper, are you?"   don says from the ground. he twists to one side so he can get a palm under him and push himself into a more upright position, but it breaks his eye contact with betty towering above him.   "cause my reputation's already not that good."  from here he's able to struggle to his feet and brush the dirt from his knees. this is how it goes more often than not: dove tries to talk someone down from whatever crime they were in the process of committing, and he gets knocked on his ass for it. usually it gets him laughed at by his brother (something that also doesn't help his reputation), but he's not gonna stop trying at it. he believes in the peaceful solution—someday, others will too.

RANDOM CHARACTER STARTER CALL : a starter from one of my muses chosen at random / for don & @buglesbetty ♡˚₊

[clochanamarch]

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send in a "🏠" and i'll write a hc abt the diner squad from a list that's been steadily added to ever since work began to increase our hours and decrease my sanity! (available on @bailesona!!)

wyll, jj, kate and laszlo have all formed what they call the "wine and wag wednesday club". basically they just meet up every wednesday evening, sit in their cozy bathrobes and fluffy slippers around the firepit on the roof, and discuss local gossip while drinking glasses of fruity rosé wine. unlike most of the other diner squad activities, this is one that's always ended up just being the four of them. kate enjoys it as it tells her more about this new world she finds herself in. jj likes it because nobody ends up being shot at. laszlo just enjoys bitching about people and finding new pieces of scandalous gossip to hold over people's heads. wyll finds a surreal comfort in the faint nostalgia of sitting around a fire with his friends.

[lvebug]

✨👉👈

ahhhh omg u are so thoughtful and meticulous and your betty is such a joy. tbh i am not the most familiar with all of betty's appearances but afaik she is not... the most fleshed out chara in canon and you just bring so so much detail and life to her that i remember being struck by that when i was first exploring your blog. i feel like there is such a clear idea of who she is. also just you're very creative i am so fascinated by all of her verses, they are very fresh n fun which is all due to you and your creativity and passion! always lovely to see u on the dash & to get to write e you

[spinxeret]

+ @buglesbetty asked: ❝ This won’t pay the bills, but I’ll help you with this if it means a lot to you. ❞

+ " Trust me , you won't REGRET coming with me . " It was a BOLD promise, but it was one that Mary Jane KNEW she could keep . Perhaps not without a little bit of EFFORT on her part, but still well within the realm of POSSIBILITY nonetheless. Of course this PARTY had come up on a weekend where Peter was GONE . There would, of course, be some STRONG words for JJJ when the two of them got back . But for now, there was still a NIGHT to be had, and the last thing MJ wanted to go through was showing up without SOMEONE there for backup.

Besides, knowing the TABLOIDS around town ? They'd smell BLOOD in the water and instantly go for the throat .

" And for the RECORD , next time we're both free ? Dinner is absolutely on ME . "

[fyrewalks]

i’m torn between my best future and my best life. // @buglesbetty

"You act as if it's that simple," MJ answers, stirring their coffee with a frown.

Betty's spiraling doubt makes sense; MJ won't fault her for it, though her voice sounds passive and uninterested. It's her usual timber.

"First, best future implies it will be your best life." For whatever reason, Betty doesn't seem to think so. "Second, I didn't know you were so capable of predicting the future. Tell me, when did you become a fortune teller?"

[renownedagent]

[ puzzle ] sender helps receiver solve/put together a puzzle

HIS  HANDS  MEDDLE  WITH  THE  PUZZLE,  TRYING  TO  FIT  EACH  PIECE  INTO  PLACE.  "  come  here,  you  little  piece  of  ..  "  his  fingers  fiddle,  getting  each  piece  into  place.  watching  @buglesbetty  help  him  with  the  puzzle,  he  smiled.  he  often  tried  to  work  out  cases,  puzzles  and  mysteries  alone;  but  it  felt  nice  having  someone  help  him,  take  a  lot  of  the  pressure  off  of  him.

"  betty,  thank  you  ..  for  helping  me  with  this  ..  i  struggle  to  say  thank  you  a  lot,  specifically  since  i  work  alone  a  lot  of  the  time.  but  this  time,  i  think  i  took  a  step  out  of  my  comfort  zone  to  accept  help  &  thank  others  ..  "  the  smile  remaining  on  his  face,  it  almost  felt  like  a  breath  of  relief,  knowing  that  he  now  accepted  help  in  his  life  ..  he  didn't  need  to  go  at  it  alone  ..

[freezegirl]

i'm here to listen to you.

the five love languages / @buglesbetty

"that's really sweet of you and i appreciate you saying so---"

"---but are you certain you've got time for that? i mean, it's a long story. very much so. i'd tell it, sure, 'cause i'm not ashamed anymore but i'd like to think that the stories you've got to write up for your job are much more important than mine."

[watsonjackpot]

+ @buglesbetty asked: [ HUSH ]: as a means of getting the receiver to stay quiet, the sender covers their mouth and ends up shoving them into a wall in their urgency.

+ Mary Jane's heart was in her EARS , even as more and more words rushed to make the leap off of her tongue . It had been DAYS since she'd last heard from Peter, and every minute that crept by made the VOICES in her head a little stronger . The same ones that were TELLING her that she needed to be out there TRYING to find him . The Spinneret suit still had its usual CHARGE, which went longer to making her feel assured PETER was alive than she could say . But turning the entire city UPSIDE down in a search wasn't going to be anything CLOSE to productive . Or time efficient.

She needed someone who knew damn well how to get INFORMATION . And fast. Which had been exactly what had brought her to Betty, although it seemed her TIMING couldn't have been WORSE if she had tried .

The hand at her MOUTH made her eyes WIDEN , the stream of words that had been coming out of her at full speed halted, for the moment at the very least . Having the sturdiness of a WALL at her back definitely grabbed her attention as well, in addition to GROUNDING her a bit further to the reality of the situation.

" Betty, what the hell is going on ?! "

[inhcritance]

@buglesbetty asked: ❛ Stay back, I'm warning you. ❜ for dragon harry?

He's not certain of what she expects, but he does have an idea. He knows he's twice her height, now, and there's a threat that most beings recognize, when faced with the glint of scales and webbed wings.

He does not blame her for it, not when it's too late for him to shift again into a shape that might be less... concerning, in a way. It's the danger and risk of secrets, and the cost of a spell that lets him look like a half-elf for most of the time. Just, not all of it.

And when he speaks, he does so in her mind, folding his wings politely, as he does so and trying his best not to scare her.

"Very well. I will stay back." He offers, and he might have been amused if the situation weren't this dire.

[mcmorare]

@buglesbetty sent: here, the boundary between the practical and the supernatural is razor-thin.

"Hm. Sure seems like it." There are few places that seem to attract the supernatural and nonsensical like New York. It's like the city itself is a magnet for the unexplainable and strange, the skyscrapers acting as homing beacons. And her, one of the oddities that had been swept up and away to this center for the unusual.

"Was it always like this?" Katrina wouldn't know; she's never called the city home. Even now, she waits for times she can return to Vienna. But the thought that the city would have had things like this going on for so long seems at once believable and unsustainable.

[was70th]

“ no, it sounds too final. too certain ” there’s a pensive twist to her mouth, green eyes faraway - not lost in the past or in visions of blood, but rather ruminating on the present. blunt nails trace swirling patterns into the polished wood between them, dips and waves. “ and i think everyone knows nothing is certain by now. ”

@buglesbetty said : '𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚎' 𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍, 𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚝?

[nursc]

[ stumble ] sender and receiver make a mistake in their dancing and stumble over each other

a sweet, girlish giggle rushes past her lips when they stumble. it is a carefree sound, loud in its innocence, far too loud for its public. a few eyes turn in their direction, the crop of the crop of new york’s elite glance at her as if she was an alien, a strange creature beamed here to destroy their peace. it only makes her laugh harder, a snort hidden in betty’s hair as she tugs the other girl closer to her again, trying to get back to the dance with her dignity more or less intact. not that she cares about what these people think; she’s never given much stock to other people’s opinions, pleased with herself just enough to accept compliments with a smile, and criticisms with a sardonic twist of the lips.

but this is different. she is not here as christine chapel, but to help betty in her latest piece, which means she has to shake it off, remember she is supposed to take as little space as possible, only before she can fully regain her balance, they trip over each other again, blue silk skirt flying everywhere as she twists and turns to avoid a fall, fingers clenching betty’s to keep herself upright, laughter coating he smile.

❛⠀⠀⠀i know how to dance. i swear. it’s the… shoes, or the floor, or something! this is not normal!⠀ ⠀ ❜ ⠀ ⠀ she says with a shake of her head, remembering the swore by her dancing skills. most nights, she’s the belle of the ball. a good dancer. a great dancer, in fact. elegant as a swan, floating around the room like the ballerina she could have been; only, it seemed betty got her in a bad night. if it’s not the floor, the shoes, or something, it’s the moon, it is the last culprit she’s got (unless she wants to start blaming betty).

the moon must be behind her lack of coordination, a secret vendetta against the woman who is half-sun, half-trouble. ⠀ ⠀ ❛⠀⠀⠀i’m sorry.⠀ ⠀ ❜

PROMPTS FOR THINGS DONE WHILE DANCING

[fatalelity]

@buglesbetty said: ❛ i’m not superstitious… but i am a little stitious. ❜

" and what exactly does 'little-stition' look like? " brow raised challengingly, her curiosity coloured by the playful lilt in her voice.

𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐓 𝐐𝐔𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒 𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 / accepting

[lvebug]

🌴 PALM TREE — does your oc have a green thumb? do they enjoy gardening?

uhmmmmmm... only a little bit! only in thg verse and probably pjo verse where very much so. she does enjoy plants and nature and has a few houseplants but largely is too busy to care for them properly so they don't live very long. she water, but almost water too much trying to keep them alive. she'll fight for them! watching closely and never giving up, repotting and trying to move them to different places with more or less light but at the end of the day she just doesn't have the time to keep her plants alive very successfully. :(

[forgaeven1]

❛ you know ... at the rate of all the crime increasing, do you think we should totally learn some self defence ? ❜

a short sc ♡︎ / @buglesbetty