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exhumcd‌:

Jason hardly believed in being subtle when it comes to flirting. He always lived his life as a proud gay man, knowing how short life can be — so you might as well just be yourself. “Some different realities are merging together. Which is how Gotham, and a bunch of other cities from MY WORLD showed up.” The mention of space catches his eye, checking the other man out as they stood close to each other. “You’ve been to space? You should take me sometime, HANDSOME. I’ve always wanted to experience what’s out there at least once.” His feet moving his body a little closer, admiring the whole AESTHETIC this guy has going for him. “You think I’m BEAUTIFUL?”

There was some irony in their names being so similar like mirrors of each other. Which just makes a genuine smile form on his face after they shook hands. His hand sliding into the pocket of his leather jacket, letting them settle back into their previous stances. “My middle name happens to be Peter actually. Jason Peter Todd. It’s a pleasure to meet you. This is Gotham, don’t let her intimidate you. I was born and raised here my whole life, YEAH. I never really thought about leaving, but I do want to see other places — like space.”

peter exhaled a bit extensively before shaking his head. “wow,” he stated before letting out a bit of an incredulous laugh. “that’s... that’s something new. but shit man, my dad was a planet so i guess i can’t be too surprised about nothing.” he placed a hand on his hip and rotated to look at the other man with a sly grin on his lips. “dude, i live in space - it’s all i’ve known since i’ve been eight years old. i was actually raised by space pirates, sounds cool? that’s because it kinda is.” a flush crept up to his cheeks as the man flirted back with him, peter wasn’t shy by any means, but it didn’t mean he wasn’t used to being flirted with in return. “but yeah, i’ll - i’ll take you to space, and... i did,”

clearing his throat, peter stood to his full height and grinned at the man, “i definitely did.” in a lot of things with life, peter was innocent about. he had only a third grade education with the remaining being life experiences. so he knew a lot about thievery and getting into things by sweet talking, but stuff like literature and math were out the window. still, he damn sure knew he liked the way this guy smiled. brightening up even more, peter let out a genuine laugh of joy at the fact jason’s middle name was peter. “you have no idea how much that makes me happy, i don’t even know why, but i love it.” he grinned before nodding along, “gotham - nice, i mean it’s dark but i guess that fits it. i think you’d love knowhere - if its still like... there, but there’s a lot of places that got torn up, so we could find somewhere cool and untouched by purple ballsack chin.”

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doctorinterrupted‌:

Oh. Peter Quill. Part of the Guardians of the Galaxy. He still wasn’t quite sure what they guarded, and he still vividly remembered Quill’s screw up on Titan … but he also had the benefit of fourteen million other futures of knowing that even if Quill hadn’t slogged Thanos in the face, the Mad Titan would still have managed to obtain the stones, one way or another.

In fact – in a good number of the futures he’d seen, Quill not punching Thanos in the face had ended up in disaster.

Tony’s body crushed like a fly in Thanos’ gauntleted grasp came to mind, and he winced before mentally shoving that aside.

“Totally fine, you say? If you say so.” He smiled neutrally. “I know someone else who likes to say he’s totally fine, usually right before he collapses. You might know him, he’s also called Iron Man.”

He sighed at the jibe about books, before closing it with a wave of his hand and storing it in a pocket dimension. “Casting magic, obviously,” he said, “Trying to turn people into rabbits so I can pull them out of hats. What are you doing on Earth?”

scoffing, peter placed his hands on his hips as he postulated before pointing an accusing finger at stephen. “yeah of course i say so! why wouldn’t i say so? i’m fine.” great, convincing, oscar worthy - amazing peter quill. “i ain’t gonna collapse man, okay? like i’m healthy as a horse - are horses even healthy though? like genuine question, i don’t know many horses wait - iron man sucks at lying?” another pause, “wait he’s alive!?”

peter was fairly certain he couldn’t convince stephen of much of anything, but it didn’t mean he wasn’t going to try. the accuracy of him not actually being fine despite saying it was annoying though and he had to watch the wizard from now on about it.

“you can do that?“ he asked while raising a brow and tilting his head, giving stephen a curious look before blinking and then moving to a defensive posture. “i’m back because in case you haven’t realized doctor wizard weird man, shit’s gone to hell in a handbasket and like all the planets are misaligned and i kinda figured terra would be a good place to start investigating.“

he huffed before frowning, “do you actually know anything about that? because space is really messed up right now.”

#✶ — › interaction feat.#Stephen Strange

notjusta-helm

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colliding into other people was something rare for the magician who could sense other’s life force from miles away, however, it did happen sometimes when dealing with beings beyond human nature or even people who had some sort of gift. he would not admit to the times of distraction, though, those were to be kept a secret. perhaps it was just him having some sort of hallucination, but just for a moment he felt a strange space like power coming from the person in front of him. “uhmm… sorry. didn’t mean to bump into you…” he started, trying to analyze that person for a short while. “are you okay?”

ofthebenatar

peter was listening to his music, happily in his own world and feeling more like himself than he had in days. gamora was still gone and the rest of the guardians had drifted off - he was alone, but music kept him feeling less so. which was exactly why he’d collided with the dude that ran into him without using some of his skills at maneuvering to get around. yanking out an earbud, peter immediately moved to steady the man. “shit dude, sorry - i didn’t mean to slam into you, i was listening to some really wild music - i should be asking if you’re okay...?” he asked, raising a brow and pausing. ”you’re looking at me like i grew a second head on my shoulders, did i actually grow a second head on my shoulders?”

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nightvviing‌:

“How rude of them,” Dick dropped down from his perch on the roof where he’d been surveying the craft, “who drops a city in someone’s favorite spot? That’s just a dick move,” smirking at a pun only he understood at the moment. “Well, that’s a lot of questions,” he mused, crossing his arms as he took a quick glance over the man’s ship. It wasn’t one he’d seen before, so he must have been from this world- or Jean’s. “This craphole of a city as you put it can be nice, I promise. It’s dark because its about midnight, and I mean, I guess its pollution and aesthetic too but its lighter during daylight hours, I swear. As for the jacket- I guess you can if you want.”

He paused, taking another glance at the man and his ship, “You’re in Gotham City, New Jersey,” he told him, “which is…” Terra was another name for Earth, so this man was probably some sort of alien like Kori and just looked human. Or he was like a martian and could shapeshift, “you’re on Terra- or Earth as we call it. New York is just a state over,” he held his hand out to the man now, giving him a friendly smile, “Names’s Nightwing,” he offered.

“you’re telling me, buddy - “ peter scoffed before pausing and turning to really get a look of the guy who responded to him, squinting in disbelief and wondering how anyone would find themselves in that tight of tights and be comfortable. “to be fair, it ain’t my favorite spot but it’s something - i have other places i could park but i wanted to enjoy some time to myself before i met up with the rest of the avengers back in new york.” he shrugged before listening to the guy’s explanation about the city. “so what’s this ít’s kinda nice but still kinda not’ city called anyway?” he asked, raising a brow and looking around himself before turning to look back at the masked man. “nah, i like the red leather better, matches my helmet.” he chimed before smirking.

giving a nod, peter ran the name ‘gotham city’ over in his head before deciding that he’d never heard of it before and it really was a city that appeared out of nowhere. “ah yeah, okay i know where new york is to new jersey and i guess i should have guessed that bit but apparently not - thanks though man, i appreciate it.” he paused and narrowed his gaze, “nightwing? that’s... alright not a stupid name, kinda cool - mine’s star-lord.” he knew it was an alias for a real name and thus decided to give his own alias back. “so, what’s there to do in gotham?”

#✶ — › interaction feat.#dick grayson #✶ — › THEY GOT MY DICK MESSAGE — ⌜ queue ⌟

ofwcndergirl‌:

“this is probably the last city i’d pick to park a space ship in.” cassie pointed out after landing on her feet, arms folded in front of her as she looked over the ship with a tilted head. she didn’t particularly like being in gotham, but there were people here she cared about and with everything that happened at halloween, she wanted to keep an eye on it. “knowing this place, you’ll end up with something stolen off of it or a bat infestation.” she shrugged, fully aware that the reference likely wouldn’t make sense to anyone not familiar with the area.

“you don’t look like any alien i’ve met, and i’ve known a few.” she started, taking a step closer. “you’re human, right? i don’t know a lot of normal people flying space ships, though. but yeah, this is earth or terra or whatever.” she may not have been the most surprised at someone arriving from space, but it’d get the civilians talking pretty soon, she figured. “did space not have the reality clashing memo?”

“well i wasn’t planning on parking my ship in this city, i used to land here when i landed on terra trips - which were rare as i only sent my crew out while i stayed back - but anyway, why is this the last city to do that in? should i lock my ship up?“ peter rambled before realizing that she might have given him a warning about the random city. he wasn’t a stranger to thieves, hell he was a reformed thief who sometimes still five-finger discounted things - didn’t mean he wanted other people to do the same in return to him. “wait - what - a bat infestation? what the hell kind of city is this!?” he asked incredulously before turning to point at her.

“yeah? it’s cause i’m half alien - technically a god, so you know half god, half human - which like, no one ever believes me but it’s true and i wouldn’t lie about that because i hate my dad and if i could have chosen a normal human dad over him, i would have.“ he sighed, wistfully thinking of a better time when he was ignorant to ego and all the shit he pulled. though it was nice that someone immediately thought of him being an alien first and not some human kid that got abducted and taken on a space journey for most of his life. “space had a spazz out and shot my control system to hell so i came to terra - earth - whatever to figure this shit out,“ he placed his hands on his hips before nodding to her, “star-lord by the way, or peter if that’s easier.“

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exhumcd‌:

Jason was leaning against one of the buildings, a cigarette between his lips. He was observing the man, not quite pleased with how he was talking about his HOME. His hand pulls the stick from his mouth, blowing some smoke into the air as he approaches the stranger. “You’re in Gotham, New Jersey. Watch how you talk about this city. It may not be much, but it has some beauty to her too.” He says as his hand vague gestures to the street around them.

He takes another drag of his cigarette before continuing, not sure why he was feeling helpful at the moment — the smoke is directed away from their faces. “If you want to find your way to New York I could help you get there. I’m Jason.” He offers him his free hand they wasn’t occupied. He decides to ditch his vice, putting it out with the bottom of his boot before they shook hands.

new jersey? for a moment peter breathed out a sigh of relief, at least he’d landed in the same area of where he was supposed to - and it confirmed to him that whatever this ‘gotham’ was that it really did land on top of his landing zone. weird. “yeah i mean, looking at you - i’d say at least there’s part of the beauty but sorry man, i don’t really know this city and i usually used to land here until i guess all this wonky shit started happening out in space.“ peter was no stranger to flirting and he didn’t mind offering it up to someone who was actually good looking.

“that would be awesome and i’d be in your debt, i’m peter.” he gave a small amused laugh to himself before he decided to share it with the other man, “my middle name’s jason - your middle name doesn’t happen to be peter does it? because how wild would that be?” he joked before chuckling to himself over it. taking the man’s hand, peter sobered up his expression and gave him a firm handshake before stepping back. “so gotham, is it? you live here or something? and where did it come from because a city like this don’t usually pop up overnight.”

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“okay...” he’d been late to the party, but at least he’d made it. standing at the foot of the walkway to the benatar, peter placed his hands on his hips as he glanced around his surroundings. “who the eff put a city where i usually park?” he called out to particularly no one but still leered at anyone daring enough to look at him or his ship. “what kinda crap hole city is this? anyone? why’s everything dark? is it night time or like polluted? is it the aesthetic of this place? should i get my black jacket?”

he pondered for a bit before shrugging and checking his hip for his guns before sauntering his way into gotham. “anyone know where i am? i need to find new york? hello? am i still on terra?” he turned and stared around, mumbling to himself “friendly place, glad to see i landed in the mister rogers neighborhood of things.”

( @earthstarters )

#earth:starter

doctorinterrupted-deactivated20

The weather was starting to get colder, and after getting frozen in the Iceberg Lounge, Stephen was definitely not a fan of the cold. A particularly chilly day found him in Central Park, practicing a particularly complicated warming spell that was supposed to self sustain and change with the external temperature. Seated on a bench, the Cloak of Levitation holding up two large tomes in the air beside him, he frowned in concentration, mumbling to himself and sketching mandalas.

“Weather spells, always so fickle,” he muttered to himself, and the Cloak nodded as though in agreement, before tilting and ‘staring’. Stephen glanced over, raising an eyebrow. “Yes?” he asked, “Can I help you?”

@earthstarters

ofthebenatar

leather jackets weren’t so great for the cold - which was something peter very quickly discovered once he set out in the city. he’d never been to new york city, always dreamed of it and what wonders it’d hold; except when he finally got there he realized it wasn’t as great as he always dreamed it to be. still, he thought it was cool to be back on terra - despite the waking nightmare of having to face everything about himself and his mom - but that could be pushed aside for another day.

maybe.

happening across a park - which he’d later discover would be central park peter found himself staring at doctor weird doing whatever weird things he does. “help me? probably not - i’m fine, totally fine.” he lied, not at all convincingly but it was enough to keep himself from being ‘helped’. “what the hell are you doing? like... who reads books?”

#✶ — › interaction feat.#stephen strange

justridiculous

“I’m sorry, slow down please. I don’t think I understand. Where am I?” // open starter for the group earth 818 only!

ofthebenatar

“i would say you’re on terra, it’s a different terra sure, but it’s terra - or uh, earth maybe? is that we call it? yeah, earth. you’re on earth.” peter replied giving the woman a broadened grin before placing his hand on his hip. “anyway, yeah - i ain’t too used to it either if i’m being honest, i’m kinda from space.”