S P E E D.

tells you all you need to know in one syllable.

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honeykinney​:

“Woah, hey! I did not!” Gabby practically whined, dropping the tech to the ground in outrage as she shook her head. “You’re lying! He’s lying!”

“i’m not even holding it--you see her holding it right?” tommy turned to the guy next to them.

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ladylckis​:

Loki gripped her hand onto the tech, and it disappeared a split second after that, courtesy of her magic as she took a step towards Tommy and shook her head. “I suggest you stop while you’re ahead.”

“woah!” the object disappeared and tommy took a flash step back as the witch drew forward, leaving a soft neon-green gloam trail that evaporated just as quickly. his hair settled from the small draft he’d created. uh-uh. nooooppeee. tommy knew magic when he saw it. “wait--who are you?” did he need to make a break for it?

[hypersonicshepherd]

bcrtonhawk​:

“Do I look even the slightest bit amused to you? Those arrows are expensive, you know.”

“dude. you’re an avenger. tony starks rich--he’ll replace it, right?” kate really shouldn’t have told him about the trick shot arrows. 

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destroyrofworlds​:

“Are you… are you really accusing me of breaking my own laptop?” Daisy shook her head angrily as she slammed her van door shut and snapped back towards Tommy. “Why are you meddling?”

“well...it’s in your hand and it’s broken...” he trailed off. “I don’t know what you’re talking about, I didn’t touch anything.”

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hardycat​:

Felicia’s head quickly snapped around to face Tommy as she dropped whatever the piece of junk was that he’d dumped into her hands while she wasn’t looking. “You’re a little liar.”

“Oh yeah? prove it.”

[hypersonicshepherd]

“oh--good job. you broke it!” tommy announced loud enough for everyone to hear. if you blinked, you would have missed him shoving the mangled tech into the other persons hand. 

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tiictac​:

“ — ahh sssshiitakke mushrooms. ”

“hey cassie was looking for you....you look like crap.”

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casslang​:

“You wouldn’t have happened to see my dad around here, have you?” Cassie questioned the nearest person to her as she approached an area of tents with a bag of McDonalds in one hand and her phone in the other. Superheroes had to eat too, and she wanted to make sure her dad was at least eating if he was going to spend this much time out with S.W.O.R.D. 

“no...--but, i mean....would i??” he was normally small when he was working, so unless tommy saw him around the facility out of uniform he didn’t really see the guy, yanno? “are you worried about him or something?”

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destroyrofworlds​:

“I was only gone for thirty seconds!” Daisy exclaimed as she rushed over to the computer where she had been working on trying to hack into some S.W.O.R.D databases that had some heavy firewalls. 

“i didn’t touch it.” he was being honest this time, it just started doing weird glitchy things and freaking out. “maybe we should turn it off and turn it back on.” 

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spvctrvm​:

“I’ve you’ve got coffee, I’ve got time.”

“oh--uh--” tommy set the coffee on the desk. honestly he didn’t need to be drinking it anyway. “hope you like cream and sugar.” he laughed lamely and cleared his throat. “hey, you’re monica rambeau, right?” 

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@wicctastic​

“--just put it back.” tommy grabbed it out of billy’s hand before he could blink much less think about it and shoved it back on the shelf. “nobody’s gonna know you broke it.” the use of the word you being used as if tommy wasn’t also directly involved.

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@legaciied​

the sensation of something touching him plummeted tommy back down from a catatonic like state. a sleep so deep it had cemented him to the bed for the better part of the last fourteen hours. consider it the speedsters version of a caffeine crash mid afternoon -- except in this one’s case, an entirely self inflicted forty either hours of no sleep. 

the sudden awareness of his own limbs hit him so fast he thought he’d been slammed into the mattress. it sent a sharp kick to his system, and with it, the rapid hum in his chest found its its usual rhythm. only now, still half out and barely aware of his own name, it felt like a jackhammer chipping through his sternum. as the weight on the bed near his legs dusted away whatever was left of his dream, tommy shifted a little, not yet willing to open his eyes and move from the mold he’d formed in the mattress. 

Instead, “hmm?” he hummed softly. he stuck a hand out, feeling for the intruder. “who--?” billy, probably. but then his hand hit the unmistakable hard curve of james’ shoulder and he opened one eye -- not billy.  “oh.” he said.  a smirk took hold of his lips. “it’s you.

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legaciied​:

The brisk cold that encased them on the walk back to the compound did nothing to cool the heat that was coiled around his nerves, causing every step to send electric shocks up his spine. Whereas the ale had originally numbed his body out  — that kiss had flipped every switch in his breaker and he was on, lit up like the fourth of July.  What tension that existed between them at the arcade had been nothing compared to the awkward air that hung in the larger than normal space between their bodies as they paced themselves back home. Whereas they had almost brushed arms every time they’d walked to the subway, the way home had a good foot of distance, as if a lot of regret hung between them. Maybe there was – but as James stuffed his hands into his pockets and kept his eyes trained ahead, he couldn’t see the large buildings fade away to the encapsulated compound – couldn’t see the street lights or the cars passing by. He could only focus on how well they had fit together – Tommy’s body against his own, a natural sense of comfortability existing in their first kiss. First kiss. Kiss. James couldn’t stop replaying all of it, even though he knew it would never happen again.

He’d been so lost in his thoughts that he hadn’t even really registered the balmy heat that blasted his skin as they entered the compound and he followed Tommy silently, not registering that he needed to break away on the fourth floor. Instead, he followed Tommy to the sixth and the brakes didn’t come slamming down until he was standing in front of his door. As Tommy opened wide and stepped over the threshold, James’s brain threw up red flags, yelling at him to not follow him in. Wave a goodbye. Go to bed. Pretend like he hadn’t just kissed his only friend in this reality. Kissed. Kiss.

Fuck. 

It happened in slow motion for him – stepping inside, kicking the door shut, catching Tommy just as he turned to face him, his mouth swallowing his words as he resumed what the subway had interrupted. It wasn’t conscious anymore – James was no longer behind the wheel, his body too eager to explore whatever this feeling was – to figure out if what Tommy had done had been real or all in his head. Their bodies moved back until he’d knocked Tommy back against the dresser, hard enough that a few picture frames and knickknacks fell over or off entirely. He didn’t care. He wasn’t thinking past this anymore. 

you know there were few times he was grateful for living time through a slow crawl. dodging bullets? sure. shoving his teammates out of the way when bombs went off? totally. casual conversation-- waiting for people to slowly spit words out of their mouth that would make any normal person want to rip their hair out? hell no. but right now? catching the look on james face only after he’d asked the question?-- good god it about took him out. his mix matched eyes seemed darker, laced with a determination that struck a match to his nerves and lit a wildfire. tommy take a second to recover his breath while james’ long stride closed the distance. when he slammed him into the dresser, a low grunt escaped him, immediately followed by a sharp hiss of an inhale and he reflexively grabbed onto him for stability, hands landing at his waist, getting a fistful of his shirt.  

as he kissed him it wasn’t at all the soft, unsure kiss from before. there was a hunger behind it, one that had been kindling for days and now that it was allotted the room it was ready to ingest him. the heat of james’ body pressed up against his was dizzying enough on its own but combined with the smell of him--it liquified his brain. an intoxicating haze blanketed him, flooding his lungs, rendering his breaths into short pants as his pulse thundered through his veins. a sweltering fever rushed its way to his lower belly,  and instantaneously brought about an excruciating sensitivity to the slightest of friction. he’d never wanted anything more in his life than the way he wanted james right now. there was no room for coherent thought, only a need he’d been suppressing for the sake of consequences that had proved obsolete. tommy tugged him closer still until he could feel the warmth of james’ abdomen up against his own through the thin fabric between them, and holy shit if that wasn’t exhilarating. tommy pushed him back, blindly trying to find the nearest horizontal surface that wasn’t the floor. bed. where was it? where was his fucking bed?

[flawlessgentlemen]

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captainbritains​:

“I do make them on occasion. Now, can I have my helmet back? It’s not comfortable to wear anyway. A bit clunky.” 

“fine.” he handed it back to her. “does it do anything cool or does it just...sit there?”

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elementxlle​:

“Current situation in consideration, I have to disagree.” She had no idea what their speeds were but Pietro didn’t seem like the type who liked to lose and Crystal was willing to take a gamble that she was right in this case. “Wanda. I only met her a few times.” All before Pietro had been resurrected, actually. The Inhumans and Avengers kept crossing paths. “Your family cannot stay alive at once, can it?” That sounded rude. Crystalia tried to halfheartedly walk it back. “What I mean to say is, I’m sorry. It’s tragic.”

“what current situation?” he asked almost reflexively. tommy’s brow’s scrunched together and he frowned at the comment. “my brother is also dead just in case you want to make a jab about that too.” he said. “thanks.”

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ghcstspider​:

“Listen, dude, it’s just a granola bar. I will pay you to give it back.”

“how much, cause I’m starving.”