#frostise

AFFECTIONATE  AND  AFFIRMING  PROMPTS

"Thanks Louise," Edward exclaimed as he skated around on the ice blushing. He was a bit surprised at himself that he was able to compose himself on the ice and not mess up and fall.

Although he wasn't an figure skater, Edward had flexibility due to him doing yoga.

moodboard & aesthetic meme !

barton should've known to trust his instincts - and at that moment, they were screaming at him that someone was watching him. 'but i'm literally in the middle of nowhere, so who would be watching me?' is what his mind wanted him to believe. and that ended up biting him right in the arse because other supervillains didn't exactly abide by his own logic at times; the faint sound of a twig snapping underneath someone's feet apparently being the difference between barton being alive versus dead.

for all extents and purposes, something like a snowball being thrown at you was usually nothing to worry about. but barton could see the faint silhouette of someone who he was pretty sure disliked him and whom also happened to have ice powers. therefore, ducking underneath the snowball that one killer frost threw at him wasn't as unreasonable as one might think it was. that snowball could've had icy spikes inside of it for all barton knew! an incredulous chuckle left the doctor as he watched it sail into the snowy ground beneath him.

oh, this was now officially war. shaking his head was all barton could think to do as he crouched down to hurriedly gather a wad of snow into his hands. ahh, if barton even wanted to have the slightest chance of measuring up to killer frost's probable altered snowball, he would need to craft a really big snowball. that is... before tossing it right at her face. screw manners, which is something that barton never had much of, anyway. ❝ ahh... i know you did not just try to throw a snowball you likely turned into a death machine towards me, louise! i'm going to make you regret that. ❞

louise is a heartless woman. she won't hesitate to leave joker for dead in the suicide missions waller sets them up in, even if they shared a few common interests. however, if fate was kind enough to let joker die? louise will crack a smile.

"Oh Elsa! I knew there was some connection between the two of us! I always knew that if one of our merry band of misfits could thaw your heart, it'd be me!" Placing both hands to her chest, she smiles in delight. "If we weren't in a very, VERY serious life-threatening situation where we either die by alien or bombs in our head, there are some things here you failed to check that would be considered hard dealbreakers."

@frostise  ||  MUTUAL BINGO  ||  Accepting !

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"Noooo-...!!!"

Wailing with the force of a thousand dramatic banshees, the mighty Riversong Locke 'crumples' under the fierce onslaught of Killer Frost's relentless revenge! Defeat is certain, served stone-cold as she falls floor-bound with a hand plashed to the forehead all for suspenseful effect. And the other? Well, that one produces a ketchup bottle from God-knows where, squeezing crimson spurts Heaven-high.

''Borrowed' from Pauli's no doubt.

Nickname my muse! || Accepting!

“And those are my ONLY two choices?” He sighed. “Fine, sewer slicker.”

Gashead just didn't click with him.

This one is a “draw in your style your OCs friend” challenge.

It is Phoenix, this character belongs to frostise.