#cxffeineandsarcasm

[thatscoloneldanverstoyou]

❛ i don’t want to pretend anymore. i didn’t want to lie. ❜

Easier said than done. You get into the habit of it and the lies become a hell of a lot easier to deal with than the truth.

[quietandpasty-blog]

"Why won't you just leave me alone! Stop bloody well bothering me about my drinking, it's none of your fucking business!"

“Except it is my business. I care about you;this involves you. You are my business.”

[agentharrisonofshield-a]

▥

Send a "▥" for a snippet of conversation if the character and writer were stuck in a room together.

*awkward silence*Vivian: ���So did you hear about---”Zen: “Don’t start.  It makes my blood pressure rise just thinking about it.”Vivian: “Sort of makes you wish Ice and I would take over the world, doesn’t it?”Zen: “I’m pretty sure you actually want to do that more than he does.”Vivian: “...So?”Zen: “...And this is why I never should have let you meet a Loki.”

[recoveringrace-a]

♦

Send me a "♦" for the first word my muse thinks of when your muse is mentioned.

“Challenging.”

[luthoritative]

'rough touch'

My muse grabs your muse’s wrists.

     It was generally known that getting into any        sort of disagreement with Lex Luthor was a       poor idea,  while his calm may last for        something close to a normal amount of        time, when he lost it the man was a natural       disaster.  Relative to that of a tornado, of a       volcano, of an earthquake.

      He was destructive.

      And violent.

      And now, once he was lost to his anger and         she turned away, it carried him forward,        hands wrapping tightly around one wrist to         turn her, than the other to hold her in place.

      “ I didn’t say you could leave. “

[mostcapable]

'✉'

My muse died while your muse was away. Send me a ‘✉’ for a letter my muse had left for yours before they passed away.

Ally,

I’m writing this from my hospital bed. Could probably use what time I have left to approve the construction of a few more buildings, but really, screw that. I’m not even gonna be here to see them anyway.

It felt wrong to not say goodbye to you. I mean, I did wave you off when you left on your trip, but I said “I’ll see you when you’re back”, and that’s changed, so.

Goodbye, Ally. I hope you had a great time on your trip and get to live a good life.

Love,Pep.

[wingmanriley-a]

“See, sexting pays off.”

{ @cxffeineandsarcasm || meme }

        “I… don’t understand.”

[quietandpasty-blog]

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Send “✖” if you think that I’m playing my character properly.

[excuse you]

[americanasitgetsmoved]

cxffeineandsarcasm | liked for a starter

Blue eyes peered out over the city, watching the night life from the balcony of his apartment. Like most nights as of late, he couldn’t really sleep. The real world had turned so upside down, and only seemed to follow him in his dreams. 

Life as Clark Kent seemed harder and harder to embrace. Everyone required Superman’s attention, whether they to be saved, to love,

or to hate.

Hate was a pretty popular trend it seemed; even people at the Daily Planet were rallying behind the US Senators, and the bigwigs and individuals who proclaimed the inevitable; this world was theirs.

He didn’t disagree; after all,this was their planet. Their home...but wasn’t it his home, too? Apparently not. Whether the world felt otherwise or not, it didn’t change the fact that Martha and Jonathan had loved him more than anything. He was their son, and their hope.

But hope didn’t buy a lot in the big city, in a big world that now knew it wasn’t alone. What they wanted was for him to somehow fix what had been broken; to somehow justify the loss.

They wanted his blood to pay for what had been shed. 

They wanted him to save them, and they wanted to destroy him all the same. 

It was a feeling of complete heartbreak; of being torn between how he felt personally, and what it was that he should do. What was right? What did the world want? 

Could he give it to them?

It was a concern that lingered on his mind constantly, and what led to many, many late nights sitting on the balcony in silence, overlooking the city as he listened to it. It often locked him in, keeping him unaware of the footsteps that neared. 

[tremoriisms-blog]

cxffeineandsarcasm replied to your post: How's your mom, Skye? Been talking to your dad...

“See? Shoot all of them and call it a day.”

*pulls out nerf gun and lines all anons up before shooting them* PEW PEW!

[doctoronserenity]

"Me or Mal?" She grins

Who would my muse rather kiss: Send two names

“Ah, that’s a tough one.” He’s joking (and hoping it doesn’t come across as flirty). “You.” 

[morecomplicatedthanuniverses]

Skypenanigans with cxffeineandsarcasm

cxffeineandsarcasm: "I CAN'T FLIP HIM OFF, I CAN'T DISTRACT HIM WITH MY BOOBS. WHAT THE HELL CAN I DO???"

Lieutenant Baby Lucien: //snickers loudly

Lieutenant Baby Lucien: He is a serene little cinnamon roll.

[recoveringrace-a]

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send “▶▶️” to get a scene from my muse’s futuresend “◀️◀️” to get a memory from my muse’s past        cxffeineandsarcasm //Accepting

ten years ago:

After fourteen months the fucking trial is finally over. Grace meets her father’s eyes for pleasepleasegodpleaseletitbe the last time as he’s taken from the courtroom, and she leaves through the main entrance without her state-appointed lawyer. Even though night has fallen there’s a swarm of reporters waiting on the courthouse steps. Dad was a pretty big deal locally – until now.

“Gracie! Gracie Frampton! How do you feel about the sentencing?”“Tonight at the Newark Municipal Courthouse, we’ve just learned that police commissioner Mark Frampton has been sentenced–”“–Twenty years without parole for–”“–physical abuse, emotional manipulation, imprisonment–”“–repeated sexual assault of a minor–”“Gracie, do you have anything to say?”“–after a forced back-alley abortion almost killed her–”“–the child was keeping a secret record in her phone–”“Gracie!”“Here comes Miss Frampton now; Gracie, can you say-?”

She grabs the first microphone shoved into her face and uses it to put some more heft behind her punch as she screams, “DON’T CALL ME GRACIE!” Good thing there’s still plenty of cops around.

[alsahcr-blog]

cxffeineandsarcasm liked this for a starter still accepting likes

        ‘ i told you ra’s and i were hardly chummy.            and i’m hardly surprised that in the wake of           his death you managed to find me? not here           to ask any favours are you? ‘ 

[quietandpasty-blog]

Didn't you know that chemists do it periodically on the table?

Chem & Bio Pick Up Lines

“Yes, as a matter of fact, I did know that.Unfortunately, I am not a chemist.”

[tremoriisms-blog]

-shoots the anon and then throws popcorn at the back of Skye's head-

���POPCORN!”

*but look, a slightly confused Skye expression*

“Which anon are you shooting Allie?”