LEARN.

don't you forget about me.

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ofboostergold:

It doesn’t matter how angry Ted is at him. it doesn’t matter how much he yells or screams, doesn’t matter if he calls Michael every rotten name under the sun. Michael knows he did the right thing, and he doesn’t regret it. Not for a goddamn second. “That’s the plan, handsome.” He answers weakly, a half-smile on his face despite the pain. “Gotta give you a reason to stick around, right? Even if it’s just to babysit my stupid ass.” He frowns as Ted twists away, his grip on Ted’s shirt tightening as he hears the panic in his voice, but it’s getting hard to focus between the pain and the blood loss.

“Easy, Teddy..” Michael mumbles, his vision getting less and less clear by the moment. Ted’s still got his jacket on Michael’s wound and it’s helping with some of the blood loss. If he’s lucky - and he is, he knows it - the shot didn’t hit anything vital. It’s just going to be a matter of getting him help before he bleeds out, that’s the real trick. “I wasn’t.. wasn’t going to let you get shot, Teddy! World needs you, I’m not gonna let you die again. I can’t - I don’t care, I can’t -” He coughs, grimacing at the pain and the awful taste of blood in his mouth as he does. “M’here, m’good..” He does his best to focus, his hand slipping a little against Ted’s shirt as his grip loosens a little but he tries, pushing through the haze and the darkness starting to creep around the edges of his vision, but he keeps talking, letting the words fall from his mouth without even thinking. Anything to try and keep awake, if it’ll help Ted relax. “Teddy - baby, I love you. I.. I’d do it again, y’know.. Doesn’t matter what it costs me, I gotta keep you alive and safe. It’s all that matters, for me..”

                       if he wasn’t worried about keeping the  BULLET  wound in michael’s side compressed, ted would have been half tempted to hit the golden hero for flashing him that gorgeous smile at a time like this. it wasn’t as if ted wasn’t one to make  light  of situations that needed absolute  seriousness — in fact, most of the time he wasn’t serious  enough . but there was a time for jokes and then there were times when your boyfriend had quite literally just took a bullet for you. ted happened to be in the latter situation. 

                       “ don’t you tell me to be easy. ” his voice is strained as he racks his brain for a solution. they couldn’t sit here an play a waiting game. not when he was already loosing michael. “ i can’t go back in time and stop this from happening. ” his free hand shoots up on instinct to catch michael’s loosening grip. “ next time you even think about taking a bullet for me i’d gonna hit you so hard the whole time stream is gonna feel it. ” cause goddammit this wasn’t going to be it, “ so c’mon, babe, just stay awake a little longer, i’m gonna have to move you, okay? ” shifting his position, ted pressed michael’s hand against his own side. “ i need to keep pressure on that just for a little bit, okay? michael? are you listening to me? ”

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ofboostergold:

“M’not thinking, as usual.” Michael answers with a laugh, one that quickly turns to a groan of pain. It was stupid, he knows, but he knows he didn’t have a choice. The universe took Teddy away from him once, the last thing Michae’s ever going to do is let that happen again. Never, not in a million years, he can’t imagine anything worse than having Ted torn away from him again.

“Shut up.” He mumbles, blood-stained hand reaching to grip at Ted’s shirt and he knows he’s getting blood on his clothes but right now that’s the least of his concerns. “You could’ve - could’ve what, taken a bullet? Left me behind again? Nuh uh, not this time.” He squeezes his eyes shut for a moment, resting his head against Ted, trying to pull himself together - he’s gotta stay awake, he’s gotta stay here, he’s gotta make sure Ted’s okay, even if that means taking another bullet for him, or another five, or another ten. Michael’s not letting him go again. “’Scuse you, you’re not gonna deny me the glory of having saved the famous Theodore Kord.” He answers with a half-grin, opening his eyes to look up at Ted. “Teddy.” His vision’s not as clear as it could be, but he’s fighting - keeping himself awake, doing what he can to focus. “S’gonna be okay, Teddy. S’just a scratch, relax..”

                          his hand go up and he grips the jacket of michael’s suit with a  white knuckled  grip, letting anger color his voice to try and wash over the  FEAR  that’s still coursing through him. “ i’ve noticed. god, michael --- do i --- i do constantly have to be babysitting you ? ” he doesn’t mean it, but he just can’t  STOP  himself from talking. keeping pressure on the wound, ted twisted at his torso, looking for someone, anyone near by. “ someone get help --- he --- he’s been  shot  goddammit ! ”

                              this is  HIS  fault. the thought of it left a sick taste in his mouth. if he could have only moved sooner, thought quicker, then michael wouldn’t have jumped in front of him. all because one gun had made him go  stiff  as a board. “ i would have thought of something. ” ted lied through his teeth, “ something that didn’t require you to go off and get shot on my behalf. ” ted’s a serial  HYPOCRITE  and he’s fine with it. releasing his  death grip  on michael’s jacket, ted moved his palm to michael’s cheek, " hey, hey --- ” ted can see that he’s  slipping  and he’s not going to last long without help soon, “ mickey --- hey, babe, i need to keep staying awake with me, okay ? i know it’s gonna be okay, but just --- for the love for god, just stay away, alright ? ”

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“Shit - Ted!” Michael yells out as he sees one of the incoming attackers pointing their gun in Ted’s direction, and he moves without even thinking. He doesn’t have his suit but at least he has his ring, and he moves on instinct more than anything else, diving in front of Ted and shooting an energy blast at the man to disable him, but not before he hears a shot ring out anyway.

Where the suit would normally be able to deflect the shot, his stunning three-piece suit is no where near as durable, the bullet burying into his side. He doesn’t even notice though, taking the man out as well as the two goons behind him, landing on the ground with a grunt as pain shoots through his body. “Ted - Teddy, hey, tell me you’re okay -” Michael frowns and reaches for him, attempting to push himself up before realising what a bad idea that is. “Oh boy..” He hisses, touching his side carefully and lifting his hand to see blood glistening on his skin. “Okay, please don’t freak out.”

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                          it feels like everything is moving in  slow motion , like he’s trying to fight through molasses, looking down the barrel of a gun for the  second  time in his life. fear pumps adrenaline through his veins and it feels like his lungs have  SEIZE  up and he can’t draw a breath, far from the reaction he had when max had been the one behind the trigger. this isn’t the time, he repeats to himself, don’t freeze up don’t ---

                          ted’s head turns and he calls out for michael, realizing just what that big gold idiot was doing running to him , his blood  chilling  at the familiar ring of the gun resounding. ted isn’t sure how or when his legs started moving again but they carry him almost  unbidden  until he collides into a very solid back, folding down along with the other, doing his best to absorb the fall for michael. “ god dammit, michael. what the  hell  were you thinking. ” holding him down by the shoulder as he attempted to shift, “ you didn’t have to do that. i could have --- ” shaking his head ted struggles for a moment to remove his jacket, his thoughts clouded by his concern for michael, finally managing to press article of clothing against the wound. “ don’t freak out? ” ted shot back, his voice almost shrill, “ don’t you tell me not to freak out when you just took a bullet meant for me. ” 

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THE BEAUTY AND THE BRAINS!

CEO theodore kord at the ball

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Text → Teddy 💖

MJC: So

MJC: This ball

MJC: We're going, right?

MJC: I mean my hot VIP boyfriend has to have an invite to this thing

TSK: well i am sort of /required/ to go

TSK: and i sure as hell wouldn't want to pass up the opportunity of showing of my smokin plus one

TSK: i'm sure skeets would love goin with me!

[alokris]

milagro knows what’s up

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@ofbluebeetle @ofboostergold

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“Let me tell ya, it’s good to be back.” Guy grins as he pulls on the leash a little, getting the dog to stop and sit down so he can have a bit of a chat. It feels nice, being back in civilian clothes again. “I wasn’t sure I was ever gonna get to walk this guy again, honestly.”

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                     “ --- and i’m still lost on the details. ” ted blinked in confusion as he shifted to slide his hands into this coat pockets. “ what in the world were you trying to do again. ” glancing down at the dog, ted then tilted his head, “ hm, he’s a cute one for sure. but i do miss the giant pet space mouse you used to have. ”

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ofbluebeetle:

They’ve come a long way since Jaime picked up the scarab. Something Jaime is infinitely glad for. He used to get so frustrated by Ted and his behaviour, but at least now things seem to have settled. Either Ted’s mellowed a little, or Jaime’s just gotten used to it. It’s nice, though, to have him around and not feel the urge to snap at him all the time. Besides, considering Jaime’s lucky to even have a mentor at all, he knows he should make more of an effort with Ted.

“Typical. Please tell me you guys are finally together, it was getting really weird watching you guys pine over each other.” He’s got the feeling they are - Ted gets that look in his eyes when he talks about Booster - but he’d rather hear it straight from the horse’s mouth, so to speak. “That’s kinda the deal with college, isn’t it? I mean, if you don’t work hard it’s kind of a waste of time.” He chuckles, shrugging his shoulders. “Thanks, Ted. Student loans are probably gonna kill me, but it’s worth it. I think.”

                        it was only when ted  reflected  on it that he had realized how much he didn’t expect to become so … concerned for his wellbeing. not just  physical  with being taking on the scarab. it was the worry if how his classes are going, how his relationships were, how his family is doing. had  blindsided  him. ted was invested in the kid.

                       “ w --- whatdaya mean? ” ted blinked for moment, reaching to scratch the back of his head, “ the  pining  was never that noticeable --- was it? ” okay maybe jaime was right, ted wasn’t going to deny that, sure, before he had a little habit of letting his gaze linger on michael for a shameless moment. “ you’re not wrong there. ” ted exhaled a light laugh, at least jaime has a good mentality about it all, not that he doubted him in the first place, “ you know you don’t have to go into debt with loans, right? ”

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ofbluebeetle:

“Oh please.” Jaime rolls his eyes, though he can’t help but chuckle at Ted’s ridiculous dramatics. He’s been like that ever since Jaime’s known him - and he’s also been pretty good at having ulterior motives, so Jaime feels pretty justified in his suspicions. “I’m not entirely convinced, but I’ll take your word for it. For now.” He chuckles and shrugs his shoulders. “Honestly, the noodles don’t bother me. I’ll eat pretty much anything. Thanks, though.”

Jaime raises an eyebrow at Ted, but he doesn’t say anything. Whoever it is that banned him from burger joints has the right idea. The last thing Ted needs is anything else wreaking havoc with his heart. “Good. Who was that, then? Booster? Remind me to get him a than you pretend.” He frowns. “Wait, are you sure? I mean - if you are, great, I doubt I could even afford a drink here but - really?”

                     ted knows just how  ROUGH  the college life can be --- between sleeping any second he had the spare time and having a diet of whatever  garbage  was easy to make in less then a minute --- the and he was one of the  lucky  ones. so maybe,  yeah  ,  he’s showing some  FAVORITISM  by trying to personally help fund jaime’s education, but out of all the kids he had met that had deserved a  chance  to help change the world; jaime was at the top of the list. 

                     resting his chin on the heel of his hand, ted huffed a laugh. “ who else would be doing it other then boost? ” or at least to the  degree  he was. it really made him  MISS  the days when he had just kept the whole thing a secret instead. “ yeah, of course i’m sure, kid. you’ve been working hard. ” ted assured as he flashed the younger a smile and sat back, opening the leather bound menu in front of him, “ and it’s a good   congratulations  for getting into college.  ” 

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ofbluebeetle:

@sacrificedscarab <3

“You promise not to ask me a thousand questions about the scarab while we’re here? Because I’m starving, I really don’t wanna have to leave early.” Jaime asks with a small grin on his face. He wants to believe there’s no ulterior motive for the invitation he got from Ted to come out for lunch, but he’s also not going to say no to a free meal. Being in college is great so far, but it also means less work - which means less money.

Still, he settles in the chair and looks around the restaurant, eyebrows raised. “You always come to places this fancy? Seriously, I feel like I’m gonna get kicked out of here for not being rich enough.”

                  there a faux gasp that escapes the elder as he places his hand over his chest.“ i’m  wounded , jaime,  i really am. ” granted on the same token --- jaime isn’t  exactly  wrong to have suspicion. “ surprisingly, i didn’t drag you out here out here to talk about the BEETLE , c’mon. ” even though he still had  hardly  had any  TRUST  in the blasted thing anyways, “ i just thought it would be nice to get you off campus for once. trust me  ---  even i know how easy it is to get stuck eating cup noodles for weeks straight. ”

                  hooking his finger around the knot of his tie, ted tugged it loose. “ no not really --- but i’ve sorta been  banned  from going to burger joins so here we are. ” ted gestured towards the scenery around them, “ i wouldn’t worry about it really, ii’ve got it covered. ”

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ofboostergold:

It’s been such a long road, finding their way here. Michael was drawn to Ted for as long as he can remember. There was always something that dragged him in, made him want to be around Ted all the time, made him smile when Ted smiled, laugh when he laughed. Even now, it’s the same - he loves being home, loves behind here with Ted, all wrapped up in him, completely at his mercy. He can feel the heat of Ted’s body so close to his own, the of of his breath as his words ghost across Michael’s skin that makes him shiver. “It better be, I don’t want to share you with anyone.” He mumbles in return, barely even registering the words that fall from his mouth.

There’a absolutely nothing he can do to stop the gasp that falls from his lips at the feel of Ted’s teeth scraping over his skin, the sound followed by a soft whine in the back of his throat. He can feel fingers, careful, familiar fingers digging into his skin and somehow it’s still not enough, Teddy’s too far away and all so close all at once. “Jesus, Teddy..” He loosens his grip on Ted’s hair, fingers sliding through dark strands instead, slow careful movements to keep him close. “Missed you, Teddy, always miss you.”

If there’s one thing Michael knows for sure, it’s that he’s never gonna get sick of the feel of Ted’s lips on his. He arches up to press closer to Ted, relishing the feel of their bodies pressed flush together as his hands move, fingers slipping under the hem of Ted’s shirt and tracing along the planes of the man’s back. He doesn’t hesitate when Ted deepens the kiss, lips parting to slide his tongue against Ted’s and he can’t help but let out a soft, satisfied moan into Ted’s mouth, nails digging carefully into the skin on the other’s back.

                        fixated eyes watch in blissful fascination of the tender movements the body before him performs after he had removed the fabric from his frame. ted’s desire is placated for the time being in exchange for the pleasant revealing of michael’s attractively molded figure and he can’t help but extend a hand to touch his inviting skin. firmly, affectionately, ted studied the ridges of his abdomen under his fingers, then the heaving of his chest, until he lands on the thrumming pulse beneath his throat. storing each feeling away as it they were pieces of crucial information. which they were.

                               “ i’m all yours, mikey. no one’s gonna change that. ” god --- the way michael inhaled so sharply at his actions, the way he called his name, that whine. it was a dangerous mixture of too much and not enough. possessively, the elder curled his fingers as far along the back of michael’s neck as their tongues mingle together. “ ah --- ” a soft groan was muffled in between each smothering kiss, the patchwork of muscles in ted’s back constricting as the dull pain of nails against his back melting into pleasure. 

                                   they kiss and touch until the teasing is too much and the sparks that tickle his navel crave for more than what is being done. shifting their already tangled legs, ted took note of the warm slide of michael’s still clothed inner thigh against his own, and better situated himself. “ gimme a hand here mikey. ”  the brunette prompted, sliding his free hand up the curve of the other’s thigh all the way up to the junction of his hip, “ it’s getting hard to breath this shirt on. ”

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@ofbluebeetle

[ Text → baby bug 🐞 ] : help with college? [ Text → baby bug 🐞 ] : well not to brag but i have three degrees that show i know about college [ Text → baby bug 🐞 ] : bark away kiddo 👀

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ofpowcrisms:

“What?” he jokes, smirking over at his boss. “Sorry, I was analyzing the grid here. Want to make sure I memorize it in case I never get to see it again.” Alex begins to walk around the holographic display slowly, cocking his head to the side once or twice more before he stills and finally speaks up. “Easier to do the calculations in my head. Less room for error when I can picture the entire thing and it can’t be erased,” he justifies. “They won’t overheat, like I said, room temperature. We have a large junction right down the block, which means we have a direct line. A large enough transmission line to handle the output. So it splinters from there directly to the other 4 junctions, and splinters from there, the decay on the energy output is exponential each time it hits a junction, the wiring should more than handle the output, it shouldn’t exceed normal levels.” And there it was, he laughs. “And there it is.” Finally, the reaction that he was looking for. “Yeah, three months ago. Been sitting on it waiting for this grid. If I scale up from the model I have built, I could power the Eastern Seaboard. But I had to scale down, probably could only power the city and maybe Hoboken and Newark.”

                         KIDS THESE DAYS just solving cold fusion and keeping it to themselves as if they were just sitting on the newest idea for their science fair project. “ sitting on it? ” ted’s hands hovered in the air, unsure whether he wanted to grab his hair or shake alex by the shoulders. oh --- he was going to pass out. or throw up. he wasn’t sure which was it was going to be at this rate. “ cold fusion was practically pipe dream when i had gotten my physics and theoretical math degrees. “ ted pressed his hand to his temple, speaking to himself more then alex. it was a practically cursed idea at the end of the day. “ have you tested and replicated the result? “ ted prompted, attempting to reign himself in, “ fleischmann and pons made big claims like that too --- and look at them. reputations, poof! up in smoke just like that. ’ the last thing ted wanted was for the scientific community to practically crucify him for adding to the assumed mockery of cold fusion. “ we’re going to have to go through a gauntlet of test before even thinking about bringing manhattan back up online. ”

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ofboostergold:

He knows it’s not going to be as easy as that, and Ted’s still going to do little things here and there that he probably shouldn’t, but it makes Michael feel better to know that he’s at least going to try. He breathes a sigh of relief, a small smile curling the corners of his lips. “Good. The things you have to do for me, right?” He laughs and presses a kiss to Ted’s forehead. It must get tiring, having him nag Ted so much about being careful with his food, what he drinks, how hard he pushes himself, but Michael can’t help it - it’s not going to lose Ted again.

“Maybe, but at least you’re a sexy fossil, right?” Michael grins, careful to keep his hold on Ted regardless of the man’s squirming. “Good, don’t start doing it now. It’s a lot to handle, and I don’t need more things stressing you out.” He can’t help but smile when he feels Ted’s arms loop around him, happy that he’s given up on the squirming for the time being, but the smile only lasts a moment. Ted’s still worried, of course he is. He’s known Michael for too long to not be able to tell when things aren’t right. “Do I really? Oh man, I have to do something like that. What’s the worst secret I’ve spilled?” He chuckles weakly, resting his forehead against Ted’s. “I’m just - a little older than when I left, that’s all it is. Usual time travel stuff, I thought you knew. Days for you here is weeks, or even months for me.”

                        it wasn’t as if ted wasn’t one to make light of situations that needed absolute seriousness — that was part of hisdownfall at least with other heroes: he wasn’tserious enough.but there was a time for jokes and then there were times when you were you were staring down the barrel of your third heart attack before your thirty fifth birthday. “ well i do love you just a little bit more than cheeseburgers, so lucky you. ” ted teased, reaching upwards to push back the other’s blonde locks. 

                           “ why cause you’d like to bone me? ” oh god, that was bad. even for his standard of jokes.  “ okay --- pretend that you didn’t hear that. ” clasping his hands on the other’s ear ted shook his head while faking a shudder. it was only when michael’s smile faded that ted moves his hand, allowing to slide down to rest them at column of his neck. “ i mean --- i always knew that. ” ted replied as his thumb messaged idle circles into the other’s skin pensively, “ it’s just. somedays you way more different then usual. like your being haunted or somethin’. ” ted frowned slightly, “ it’s always been my jobs to worry about you, ya know. ”

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ofpowcrisms:

Alex didn’t exactly intend to tune out Ted, but it just kinda happened. He’d had this nasty habit of retreating into his mind as he ran the probabilities, listed variables and accounted for them in the calculations he’d make. He was about halfway through the problem when the grid appeared. The damn grid. God, he’d been lobbying City Hall through emails for months to try and get these blueprints. Freedom of Information requests went unanswered, and thusly, Alex was forced to conduct his work on a smaller scale than he’d liked. While he knew that his work was ready, he couldn’t be certain the existing infrastructure could handle it. “What?” he asks, eyes darting up momentarily before scanning over the grid. “I think if I….” he pauses momentarily. “Yes, that’d work most likely.” Grabbing a pen, he points to four junctions. If we switched those four junctions into overload capacitors instead of flow hubs, then switched this buildings grid from input to output, then what I’ve been working on could switch power back on for the whole city. It’s risky, I mean it quite literally would be stable nuclear fission at room temperature. But it is stable. I’ve run over the calculations six times, it’ll work. I know it’ll work. I cracked cold fusion three months ago, I just haven’t been able to get all the permits in order to go forth with it.”

                   " glad to know someone’s listening to me. ” sighing lightly, ted rested his hands on his hips as he grinned slightly at alex finally coming out of his daze. granted he understands the other’s lack of focus on him when his train of thought his practically written all over his face. meanwhile, ted on the opposite of that spectrum. his thought process required him to talk --------- and talk and talk. granted anything he did required a unhealthy about of banter. leaning his hip against the side of the table, ted refolding his arms as he watched alex highlight junctions as he spoke. “ hm. ” ted nodded along, tilting his head slightly, “ are you sure the transmission lines won’t overheat in the process.  new york’s the poster child for congestion afterall. “ point out the major bottleneck on the grid, “ even a hot day can --- ” pausing mid sentence, the elder snapped his attention over to the blonde. “ you did WHAT ? cold fusion. the cold fusion some people thought was only pseudoscience?  the hypothesized type of nuclear reaction that would occur at, or near, room temperature, cold fusions? what do you mean you cracked it three months ago? ”

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@ofpowcrisms

                  IT’S BEEN AWHILE since ted had worked on a project at a magnitude such attempting to bring back new york city’s already horribly inefficient power grip to full working power. granted he wasn’t alone in the effort --- alex was just about as equally insane as he was. all of which he wasn’t sure could be qualified as good or bad just quite yet. “ it would be easier to just scrap the whole system and build a new one at this rate. ” ted sighed, swirling the straight diabolical phytotestogen drink he had been given an hour ago, still hardly drank. “ i mean look at this. ” ted gestured towards the hologram before him, furrowing his brow at the dormant electrical grid. “ it’s a mess. i’m offended no one has even tried to fix this. appalled even. ” one would think with tony stark in the area that would have already been solved, but ted supposed there was bigger fish to fry. setting his glass down, the elder folded his arms with a sigh before looking over at the other. “ what are you thinking over there? you’re making that face. ”

[aknightinironarmor]

“Stay the hell away from me.” Tony panted as he jumped into a new suit. He was bruised and beaten to all hell. Since no one was able to trust him he ended up fighting Skrulls alone. He didn’t who trust and it was starting to eat at him. He couldn’t put up much of a fight be he wasn’t going down without one.

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                     " --- HEY, HEY. easy there. ” ted raised his gloved hands away from the bug gun and above his head. “ i’m here to help you out here, believe it or not, so how about not going of robo warrior on me for like two seconds. ” at least with as jokes as bad as his it was hard to even pin him as a skrull.