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                                                MUSES

it’s my female mando. :). 

me; i'm gonna make a google doc with all of my current muses & put them in order according to fandom! :D also me: forgets to put Matt next to Spidey, Kate Bishop & Cap. FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU-

what’s a peep gotta do to have someone help ‘em & / or make ‘em a google doc? 

Then & only then will I do a mains call. It won’t be “exclusives” as I like to give everyone a chance, but the mains will be people I prioritize in most cases. 

           woooooow. agreeing with the common enemy! i see how it is. ” arms were crossed. eyebrows arched to convey anger. of course it wasn’t held long, drunkenness causing the larger woman to stumble a tad as her gaze drifted.

       “ s’not my fault some bottles fell on me. ”  a hiccup, or two. “ or were thrown at me. ”

             “ deeeeeeefinitely jericho’s. ”

         “             what? i thought it was interesting. plus i might not be entirely sober right now. ” 

             & if you think about it... ketchup is just tomato jam. but apparently they’re also two entirely different things. ”

                       tomato soup is just... hot tomato juice. ” 

           𝑀𝐴𝑇𝑇 𝑀𝑈𝑅𝐷𝑂𝐶𝐾          another rough night. not unusual for hell’s kitchen & not so unusual for the man without fear. however, thoughts were paused as hearing detects movement. heavy boots, equally heavy footfalls, the lingering smell of booze wafting in the air.. he knew who it was & almost wanted  to act as a stranger.      the door was open, unlocked. not many people came storming into the near-vacant attorney’s office. “ & here i thought you didn’t do ‘partners’. ” voice spoke up, loud enough to be heard through the glass window. (not that the door was contributing anything.) “ to what do i owe the pleasure, ms. jones? ”