charcoalxeyes:

Relax, darling. And make yourself useful if you’re so tired of waiting around. 

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I’ve been training literally nonstop. So, I’m not just ‘waiting around’, but thanks for the advice. 

capitolgrade:

Amethyst.

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 [ He nodded, pausing before speaking again. ]

           .. How was she? Last time you saw her?

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Can’t Take the Waiting | District Fourteen | Marvel

lux-thelostgirl:

What else can we do, Marvel? W-we don’t have a plan… W-we know where the others are - b-but w-we don’t know how to get them…

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I’m not trying to complain, Lux. I understand, but I can’t take this.. Every minute of every day, you know? I’m her father, I’m supposed to- to be able to protect her.. no matter what. And I can’t do that..

puervenatus:

Pretty sure everyone feels the exact same way, bud.

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The exact same way? I don’t fucking think so. I—.. They have my kid. And I can’t even fucking sleep to get away from thinking about it. I’m going crazy.. 

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rumpiturjohanna:

Marvy! Haven’t seen you at training sessions lately! Get your ass into gear, we need to work on our musical too!

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Hey Jo. Wait, what? I’m honestly always down there, I have nothing else to do. I don’t know how good I’ll be with the musical right now, but I could always use a distraction, so sounds like a plan to me.

posted 2 months ago with 18 notes - marvelvanderbilt

argentixsagitta:

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.. Why are you looking at me like that?

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capitolgrade:

..Who do you have in there?

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Lots of friends. My daughter. She’s just a baby..

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Can’t fucking take this sitting around and waiting. I’m gonna lose it sooner than later. 

hermionethebrightesthuman:

She nodded as she waited for his answer. His sudden interest at anywhere but her alluded to the fact that something was wrong. Licking her lips, she gave a small hum. For once, she wasn’t sure what to say that would soothe his troubles. “I doubt it’s your fault,” she said. “A relationship is a two-person job; if you’re saying you’re at fault, well, she’s most likely at fault too.” 

Huffing, she brushed at her hair again. “Why thank you.” Faith. Perhaps that was what everyone needed. “Is it easy, for you, this time around?” She looked to him, tilting her head. She didn’t feel like bringing up the past, but it was unusual for her to hear optimism from him like this. 

She was about to retort that she only wanted judgment on how she was holding the knife, but she bit her lip to keep quiet. Doing as he instructed, she adjusted herself, comfortable with how she placed herself until she felt pressure on her waist. She cursed the flush that crawled up her neck. “Right. Okay.” She eyed the target, forcing herself to ignore her surroundings. “Think I’m ready?”

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At her answer, he finally let his gaze shift back to her. Though he was listening, it was still difficult for him to believe that the blame could be shared. “It is and.. maybe you’re right,” he shrugged, wetting his lips for a moment. “But it’s just easier to say that it’s my fault and.. you know, it probably is. I must have fucked something up,” a huff of air passed through his lips. “I’m really good at that; screwing everything up.”

“Welcome,” he responded, lacing his fingers together to allow his knuckles to crack while he mused over her question. It was simple, but complicated and he wasn’t sure there was a right answer. “No,” he decided after a moment of silence. “I don’t think it gets easier, you just get used to it,” he looked down. “Plus, I just.. have to keep fighting. I have a lot more responsibilities now, I guess. I have to do what I can to make sure I’m around to take care of them.”

His eyes locked on the slight rosy hue that crept up her neck and despite himself, he found a small smile tugging at his lips. After a few moments, he pulled his hand away and was sure she was grateful for it. “I think you’re good to go, yeah,” he said, pausing for just a moment. “Swing your arm forward when you throw, put all of your weight on your front foot during the follow through. When you release, snap your fingers back together and don’t stop the swing,” he explained, knowing that she was more than capable of handling quick instruction. Stepping away, he smiled. “Have at it.”

I'll Stand By You
The Pretenders - I'll Stand By You (185)

Oh, why you look so sad? Tears are in your eyes.
Come on and come to me now.
Don’t be ashamed to cry, let me see you through.
'Cause I've seen the dark side too.

When the night falls on you, you don’t know what to do.
Nothing you confess, could make me love you less. I’ll stand by you.

So, if you’re mad, get mad. Don’t hold it all inside.
Come on and talk to me now.

Hey, what you got to hide?
I get angry too, well, I’m a lot like you.

When you’re standing at the crossroads and don’t know which path to choose;
Let me come along
Because even if you’re wrong, I’ll stand by you.

Won’t let nobody hurt you.
I’ll stand by you.