No Banner, No Hulk, Just Joe

"It's better than the Other Guy." Independent AU Separated Hulk account. Willing to RP with anyone from any verse/fandom. No pics/gifs are mine unless stated. Some NSFW content. Will be under a Read More and/or tagged accordingly. I track the tag pleasecallmejoe. This is a sideblog, so asks and such will come from the main blog: thekojicharcorner M!A: None

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ᵂⅹ :: ❛ open

        ❛    YOU LOOK so fuckin’ stupid right now.    ❜

[please-callmejoe]

“Right back at cha.”

[jibthetopsail]

          “I have absolutely no idea what you’re talking about.”

[please-callmejoe]

“Ya know what? Fuck it. I’m not gonna bother tryin’ ta figure yer shit out if that’s how it’s gonna be. I’m not even gonna be mad.”

[please-callmejoe]

@jibthetopsail

“Where tha fuck have ya been, an’ more importantly, how did ya ghost on me when we live in the same goddamn buildin’?!”

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       “I really don’t actually, and I don’t know how I feel about that. Oh, trust me, if I ever need a smasher you’re my first choice. That was some good work out there. The most efficient work I’ve seen in a while.”

[please-callmejoe]

“Well, you could say I’m pretty experienced in beatin’ up bad guys. I jus’ oughta be pretty good at it by now, right?”

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          ❛  staring usually earn you the kindness of others? instead of staring, you could have just offered. it’s not that difficult.  ❜

[please-callmejoe]

“Like I said, I was still thinkin’ ‘bout it. Ya never stare at somethin’ while mullin’ ova a decision?”

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       “Obviously you haven’t flown with me enough yet.” A fleeting smile is tossed Joe’s way before she settles into her seat. “So, Tony’s, right?”

[please-callmejoe]

“Spose yer right. Tell yah what, ya ever  need me tah tag along an’ smash somethin’ again, I’ll be happy tah do so. Should give me plenty time to see yer flyin’ skills. An’ yeah, unless yah got a better spot in mind than Stark’s fer free booze.”

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          she was able to feel her eyes on him. in an awkward silent moment like this one, it made it hard not to. hands tap at the table’s surface until she couldn’t take it anymore, back leaning against the seat & eyes averting to meet his.

          ❛  listen—- i know i’m the most gorgeous thing you’ve ever seen, but i can only handle being stared at for so long. what do you need?  ❜

[please-callmejoe]

“Girlie, I seen more gorgeous than you in tha mirror this mornin’. I was thinkin’ ‘bout offerin’ ya this beer, but it’d be wasted on ya wit’ a ‘tude like that.”

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[please-callmejoe]

@velociiti

He’s deciding whether or not to offer a beer. There’s only two left, and he’s not sure if he wants both to himself or not.

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❛ you’re just saying that because i have no shirt. ❜

[please-callmejoe]

“That would be the point.”

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           ❛ with me topless on your couch. you gotta choose your battles. ❜

[please-callmejoe]

“... Ya make an excellent point.”

[neverherself-blog]

       “You really want to go back to Stark’s?” Natasha wasn’t entirely sold on the idea, but she was tired enough for the time being to potentially fend off any of Stark’s nonsense. But, it was nice to take a moment to do nothing – and the man did have a healthy stash. “Alright, well, buckle in. If we stay longer than a few hours consider it your fault. And no comments on my flying, thank you very much.”

[please-callmejoe]

“Yah ain’t gettin’ no judgement from me. Long as yah get us there, who am I tah complain about a swerve’r two?”

[please-callmejoe]

“It’s times like this, with no booze in my fridge and you on my couch surrounded by empty bottles, that I ask myself; Why do I bring this upon myself? Why is this my life?”

[please-callmejoe]

zzapzzaptasers:

Darcy leaned against the counter, rolling her eyes with a huff as the AI repeated the basics of her identity back to the Not-Hulk Hulk. There had been a sort of power in knowing who he was without being identified herself, a pleasure that drains from her system in moments, leaving the younger woman irritable.

Just another way technology is ruining our youth.

“I know, you’re just super hella pumped, right?

–You’re not who I thought you would be, though. Like I thought you were, you know, supposed to be mild mannered boring scientist man who sort of resembles a kicked puppy when you weren’t, uh, green.”

Her clear dissatisfaction made Joe all the more smug about winning his way. His mood soured slightly though when she mentioned her expectations of him. “If ya want mild-mannered an’ borin’, ya got tha wrong guy. I do tha smashin’ ‘round here, green or not.” He began to wonder if he’d rather be recognized for his rampages as Hulk or for his former cage. It was a tough choice.

“Now that ya know what I”m not, what do ya think I am?” He had a feeling asking that sort of thing given their limited reaction was possible a bad idea, but curiosity got the better of him.

[please-callmejoe]

zzapzzaptasers:

please-callmejoe:

“Says you. I ain’t never been a fan ah playin’ by other peoples rules. Far as I’m concerned; I win when I know. Don’t matter how I know, just that I do. So, spill or I ask the computer, your choice.”

“Guess you’re asking the AI, cause I’m not dishing.”

Arms cross over her chest, her chin jutting out in something that might have been challenging if not for the fact she was near about a door shorter than him.

He figured he could live with it if she thought she’d won; at least his curiosity would be sated. “Jarv, who tha hell is this girl?”

The A.I.’s disembodied voice filled the room as it gave the long sought after answer. [That would be Ms. Darcy Lewis, personal assistant to Jane Foster and acquaintance to multiple members of the Avengers.]

Joe recognized Jane’s name from talking to Thor. The woman’s presence suddenly made a lot more sense, and Joe grinned with satisfaction at the mystery finally being solved. “So, yer Darcy. Good ta finally know.”

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neverherself:

       “Glad is an understatement.”

A turn of her heel and she started towards the pick up spot. “You packed some extra clothes right?” She shot over her shoulder with a sly expression. “I don’t think most bars allow people with no shirts inside.” Stopping, Natasha took a quick look around, faintly grimacing at the damage both they and the monster wrought. 

        “Eugh. This won’t be easy to clean up. We did a bit of a number on this block. Ohhhhh, let’s get to the jet. We need to split. And now I really want a beer.”

“Fuck a bar, Stark’s got booze tah spare.” He made his way towards the jet, picking up his pace after hearing Natasha’s growing desire for alcohol. Once they were in, he plopped down in a chair with a huff. “Tha sooner we make it back, tha better. Got a bottle tha’s callin my name.”

[please-callmejoe]

hxwlett:

❛ don’t get SASSY with me i just got here. ❜

“Just got here late.”