#bawod

[bullyfreed]

“We have a tradition in the Philippines called beso. Where we kiss on each cheek. I’ll start!” Holds Steve’s face and smooches his cheeks gently.

     a slight flush has overtaken his cheeks and a smile pulls at the corners of his lips. “well, i can’t break a tradition,” he says, leaning forward to plant a soft kiss on her cheeks.

[bullyfreed]

Leans against him heavily, eyes shining brightly. “I’m being a good hero mom by giving the minors mango or coconut juice. Can you believe they don’t offer that here? it’s AWFUL!”

     one of his arms is looped around her shoulders, smile on his lips so wide it makes his cheeks ache. she’s lovely. pearl is so - kind, and sweet, and good, and something about her makes his chest ache in a way that is too warm and soft. “did you bring mango and coconut juice?” there’s a soft laugh riding the undercurrent of the words as he tips his head. it’s not really surprising; emergency juice seems like something pearl might have on her at all times. “i thought there was a punch bowl. or did someone spike it?”

[silenttking-blog]

“This is what happens when you over exert yourself.”

inhuman physiology sounds fake || accepting selectively.

                    black bolt stirred from a prolonged rest with his throat raw and burning, feeling the exhaustion weigh down his body with every fiber, every nerve ending. it was acutely felt with his heightened senses, and he could hear her approach without her needing to say something. he tasted blood at the back of his mouth, and it was starting to come back to him the longer he was awake. they were fighting, there was an attack. there were too many of them for the both of them to handle, and they kept coming. so the silent monarch had no choice but to call upon his fearsome power, defeating the many waves of enemies and soon enough, the portal from which they came from. and then – there was nothing but darkness.

                   he blinked slowly, shifting on the bed as he glanced up at pearl, then at her garb, the state of her armour. then he returned his gaze to her eyes, head canting slightly as if to ask < did we win? >

[arrowloosed]

@bawod sis gala starter 

“I don’t miss. So if I throw the mini quiches at you, it’s a guaranteed mouth catch.” 

[hopehold-blog1]

❝ Here , I snuck in some drinks. Want one ? ❞ It was a random greeting , but honestly ? Pearl wanted a chance to breathe before going back to the foyer . She was /REALLY/ out of her depth .

sis gala starter sentences. / accepting.

         ❝ oh — sadly, i don't drink yet. ❞ minor problems.

    not that she could blame her, the party was filled with adults and whether or not they'd believe she was a high-schooler was up to them, after all: teenage superheroes weren't in exactly in the norm.

         ❝ i'm gwen, by the way. gwen stacy. ❞ she introduces herself, before inquiring into how she was doing. ❝ drinks aside, are you alright ? i don't think i've seen you around new york. where are you from ? ❞

[mademarvel]

Here I snuck in some drinks. Want one? ( her drinks are literally cans of mango juice kskskskdsajsd )

meme ✵ accepting

      She’s FULLY prepared to refuse, some excuse about why she CAN’T or SHOULDN’T drink just on the TIP of her tongue. But when she turns and sees Pearl offering a little bottle of opaque, yellow liquid, she raises a brow. PEARL isn’t the type to offer alcohol to ANYONE.

      So a grin spreads across her lips, and she reaches to take one of the bottles with a wink.

      “Don’t mind if I do. Your secret’s safe with me.”

[bullyfreed]

opens her giant - ass bag to show the bucket of KFC chicken and containers of rice . ❝ You hungry ? I brought dinner . ❞

     steve is complete and utter heart eyes. “ - y’know, i was wondering why you brought such a big purse,” he admits with a laugh, “sure, i’ll take some.”

[archerdeafenedmoved]

there’s absolutely no reason he should be so gcddamn nervous. he’d spent weeks video calling instructors. getting them to phonetically spell things out, watching the way their mouths formed the words. he’d been reassured multiple times that he’d gotten the conversational greetings down pat. he just wants to make pearl smile, show her that he’s trying to learn her language like she’s trying to learn his. just relax, barton. best foot forward.  

clint steps easily to pearl’s side, sliding in as the conversation she’s currently in draws to a close. doesn’t quite let his arm or hand touch her as he flashes a smile toward the camera’s they’re now posing for. one mississippi, two mississippi. okay, enough pictures. time to try.

“kumusta ka?”

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