“Oddly enough, not the strangest thing I’ve seen…”
“Why the hell’s it gotta keep growing back?”
“Maybe it’s agitated, I dunno. I found one this morning who seemed like it was trying to come onto me.”
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“I don’t think I’ll ever be able to look at another vegetable again…”
“It’s definitely gonna be a while before I can eat a salad without thinking it wants to kill me.”
“I think…” Jack drawled, looking over the overgrown plants with disdain. “I need some weed killer. Oooooor a bomb~”
“How about let’s not cause any more infrastructure damage, mkay?”
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“Honey, there is a difference between being Michelle Obama toned and Madonna scary. I’m shaking and hulk? Why would one want to call themselves a hulk? Makes sense. Ugly term for a unpleasant form.”
Jen sucked in a very slow, very deep breath through her nose. This chick was skating on thin ice. She had heard generalized stuff like this in the media, but never directly to her face. Take the high road, Walters. Take the high road.
“It’s the name they gave my cousin. I liked it and I thought it was fitting.”
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“I heard about things…” he looked to Jen, and the look in his eyes told her he hadn’t slept properly. His mind was firing in random directions, so his speech was a mess as per usual, “You and the guy with the, the boyfriend, thingy…” he gestured to the air, as though it was a physical mass he could point to. “Real sorry about that….. sorta like me and Star.” he nodded, looking to his feet awkwardly, “She’s uh…… she’s…..” and he mimed with one hand the gesture of taking off.
Jen couldn’t help the slight slump in her posture when he mentioned Starfire, running her fingers through her roots. “Yeah, I know. I miss her, too.” That was the thing about specialized schools like this; people flitted in and out like the tide, from no fault of their own, and - wait.
“Wait a minute...” Jen turned herself more toward Justin. “Were you and Starfire...like...a thing?” This was the first time she had heard anything of the sort, so she was purposely vague with her word choice.
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Justin hadn’t really been the same since Starfire had left. He was sat on a chair, tinkering and rechecking the artificial heart he had disconnected from its power pack and was fixing up a new outer power supply. Ok, it was looking messy, but he figured it’d be easier to have a power supply that could be plugged in directly instead of just dragging around a power pack. The truth was his mind was a mess, and his own heart was hurting, and here he was tinkering with a new heart to stop himself from remembering how much his hurt when he looked up and saw a familiar, incredibly welcome face. “…..Heya”
“Hey yourself,” Jen tossed back, hands resting comfortably on her hips. “Long time, no see.” In her opinion, Justin looked like a borderline wreck, but she decided not to mention it. At least she couldn’t discern any bags under his eyes...that, or he was really good with concealer. She just took a spot beside him and patted his back. “What’cha up to?”
Phone Headcanons
Does your muse have games on their phone? If so, what kinds?
If it’s in the “Top Downloaded” section, Jen’s probably had it at some point. Angry Birds, Temple Run, Clash of Clans, Candy Crush, etc.
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“What do you want me to call it? That you are challenged in your pigment? Besides, there is far more worse than being a mannish green woman. Like a redhead for instance.”
“Okay, sweetheart. A: the fact that I have muscles does not make me ‘mannish.’ B: some of my best friends are redheads, so watch your mouth. And C: I believe the term you’re looking for is hulk.”
Anonymous asked:
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Phone Headcanons
What areas does your muse have on their ‘weather’ app?
Los Angeles, Dayton, Miami, Boston, and New York.
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Phone Headcanons
Who does your muse call most often?
Bruce, no contest. She prefers to hear his voice when he’s away, and she’ll call him on a religious schedule, because most times he won’t pick up.
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“Yeah, of course. I could do the same anytime I want to.” no he couldn’t.
Jen snorted. “I’d like to see you try. I mean, you’ve got nice arms and everything, but...”
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“Says the girl who turns into the Frankenstein Amazon but you don’t see me nitpicking.”
“...Frankenstein?”
phone headcanon meme
🕒: what timezones does your muse have on their ‘clock’ app?
☁️: what areas does your muse have on their ‘weather’ app?
📷: what kinds of things does your muse take photos of?
🃏 : does your muse have games on their phone? if so, what kinds?
📔: what does your muse write in the ‘notes’ app?
💬: who does your muse text most often?
📞: who does your muse call most often?
🚽: where does your muse use their phone?
📂: how is your muse’s phone organized?
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“Wow! That was weird. How the hell did you do that?”
“What? It’s not like it’s heavy or anything.” Jen sat the couch back down on the ground.
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“Your thoughts are rather dull…I had an amazing getaway to Monaco and there isn’t anything of interest to return to.”
“Okay, one: I was spacing out. And two: listening to my thoughts without permission - kinda creepy.”
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“Yeah, well… You know me, always a rolling stone. It is good to see you again, though, Jen.”
“Yeah, you, too. So...where exactly do multi-millionaires disappear on vacation to?”
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I can feel you staring, I’m fine - this will be gone in a few hours. He flinched as he pulled his shirt off. I keep forgetting regular trend mills are kinda dangerous for me.
Jen threw her hands up. “I swear, they just need to start baby-proofing this place.”
