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There’s a long moment once they’re gone where Spot stands in place, arms crossed, watching where they disappeared around the corner. He chews on the inside of his cheek and just...considers.

Maybe it’s not a big deal to the others that Spot, who is often quiet, has been made speechless. But he’s still a bit taken aback.

It should be cut and done. He looked Kelly and the Mouth in the eye and told them both to prove themselves to him before he made any moves. But there’s a quiet metronome in the back of his mind, flicking back and forth between wait and push, and he finds himself wondering if he picked the right choice.

        ❛    i  wanna  act  one  day  ---  on  stage,  you  know.    ❜  she’s  tempted  to  add  “ on  broadway ”  to  the  end  of  her  sentence  but  decides  against  it,  chewing  on  her  bottom  lip.   mj  was  never  one  to  shy  away  from  talking  about  her  dreams,  but  lately  she’s  just  been  feeling  a  little  insecure.   ❛    you  think  i’ll  get  there  some  day,  don’t  you ?    ❜

( @pulchramortis gave me the idea of this au and i just sorta ran with it )

noh - varr,  child of kree soldiers captain glory and star splendor was hardly more than a child when his world was destroyed.  born and raised on a distant kree colony planet he never knew the kree homeworld of hala.  as white kree  noh - varr and his family were treated like secondary citizens despite his parent’s high military ranking and looked down on by the upper class blue kree.  the kree race had been deemed evolutionarily inert,  and in an attempt to restart the race’s genetic evolution they began experimenting on their own people and cross breeding with other races.  the white kree were the result of such unions and seen as inferior to the ‘pure blooded’ blue kree as such.

but when thanos and his butcher squadron arrived to cull the colony planet the racial divide of blue and white was irrelevant to him and his quest for balance.  like many other orphans before him noh - varr was allowed to live and taken from his home by the mad titan and brought to the space station alpha prototype O: base ship sanctuary,  better known as zero sanctuary.  the base of operation for the warlord thanos. 

noh - varr was the youngest of the orphans that were taken by thanos from the civilizations he massacred and made into soldiers in his army.   thanos was not the one who originally mixed noh - varr’s DNA with that of a cockroach to make him more durable that was done by his own people while he was still an embryo but the warlord did further the augmentation;  turning noh varr into every bit the living weapon that his ‘siblings’ were.  both of his arms were replaced from the elbow down with high tech cybernetics with high tech blasters built into the wrists of the prosthesis. 

 when thanos made an alliance with ronan to accuser he sent his daughters gamora and nebula to help him achieve his goal and sent noh - varr along as well because he knew noh’s presence would enrage the kree purist and undermine his authority.  this was the first time noh - varr had been away from thanos and the other members of the black order for any real extended period of time and witnessing the destruction ronan brought first hand effected him deeply. 

She’d never used the word scruffy beyond the hypothetical, but it felt fitting for the young man. He couldn’t have been much older than her---shorter than Roman... Hairier too. Peter, he’d been introduced in a haphazard clutter of names, gestures, and shrugs. 

“Hello.”

❛    will you get me another blanket ?    ❜    he asked,  voice muffled from underneath the large pile of blankets he already had piled on his bed.  it was the one time he ever felt cold.

INJURY / HURT  PROMPTS ↳↳ accepting  ( @pulchramortis​ / cj )

“ shut the fuck up and sit down. you’re bleeding. ”

“  Get  off !  ”  Harry slapped his sister’s searching hands away from him, fury barely contained within the tense set of his shoulders. He had come to the Jolly Roger because they were low on supplies, Noelani needed more absolem to sterilize her tools and bandages and they were in no shape to attempt a run at the Mad Hatters stash houses but the Roger was free game as long as Harry didn’t get caught. He hadn’t counted on CJ however -- nor had he registered that he was as wounded as the crew mates he had left in Noelani’s capable hands until CJ pointed it out.

He glanced at his arm, right forearm oozing blood from rows of crescent shaped punctures where the shark had snapped him. He had known that it had gotten him when he had been on his way back up to the surface after retrieving his hook but he hadn’t noticed the pain or how bad it was until then, while the punctures on the top of his forearm didn’t look too bad, it was the underside that was trouble. Meat had been scraped back in an ugly mound and Harry swore when the pain finally registered.

“  I  can’t,  I’ve  got  to  get  this  back  to  the  Revenge.  ”  Harry pressed, he made to move forward but CJ stubbornly intercepted his path back above deck and Harry set his jaw tightly, teeth clenched as he crowded forward anyway.