#envygoblin

[corvidamned]

@envygoblin​ | “Please, forgive me for staring—“ He speaks with a self-righteous tone, gazing over a raised glass of wine from some faraway table. “But I simply can’t help myself. You’ve really caught my eye.”

Even while on a case, she seems to have all the luck. “Mm, just the one?” He didn’t look the sort used to getting up to go over. The lady steps off her place at the bar to swan over to him. She doesn’t take a seat, instead briefly appreciates the view of him sitting while she stood. She offers her hand to introduce herself. “Kira Drake. I know you from somewhere.” His face has been on magazines, and in the halls of the Defense Department. She attempts to place a name. “Doctor…?”

[corvidamned]

@envygoblin | continued She pouts playfully at the observation, undoubtedly too true. My, he's got a good grip on him. And quite the laugh lines to die for. She took them in at this close proximity. She invited herself to sit briefly at the opposite seat of his table, just on the edge of the chair. "Please, just Kira."

With a cock of her head, she ponders what careful words to tease his senses with. "Lit a few light bulbs. I've seen you pitch." Dipping her head briefly, she looks at him head on, eyes switching between one and the other quite serious in her proposal. "I'll not pick your brain on classified matters. I just thought I'd be honest when I say, I am an agent. I get into action on a regular basis. And if you'd like to have dinner sometime, I'd like to keep you company.

[sorceressmaralane]

Norman enters the room rather quietly, attempting not to disturb Mara amidst the bulk of her work. Concentration was a valuable thing, and he felt rather guilty whenever the time came to break it. He gives her a single tap on the shoulder. "Mara, dear, have you eaten today?"

@envygoblin

She doesn’t even hear Norman approach, too wrapped up in her work and startles when she is tapped on the shoulder. “I dunno. I think so. What’s today again?” 

[ofemeraldosborns]

@envygoblin​ (no way home spoilers) 

Harry was watching the news whilst she cooked, which was reporting heavily on the attack on the bridge. Spiderman fighting some sort of man with metal arms and then a bombing by someone in a green metal suit on a glider. The world had gone absolutely bonkers. Her musings were only interrupted by someone knocking at the door of her apartment. She turned down the gas stove and went to answer it. She supposed it was just her neighbour looking for his cat again since anyone else would have needed the code to the building or to be buzzed in. 

She swung the door, about to explain that she hadn’t seen the cat when she fell silent. Harry imagined she went several shades paler, like she was seeing a ghost. “Dad?” She stammered out. Absolutely fucking bonkers indeed. 

[mystifiicd]

----“Sometimes I wished I kept my mouth shut. None of this would had happened if I didn’t say that ‘it was nice knowing you Spiderman’”. Stephen’s not saying this to anyone in particular but is still going to complain about the unfolding events in the way he knows best. Regret.

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[ofcrimsonenchantresses]

@envygoblin​ liked for a starter 

In the fallout of the Battle of Sokovia, questions eventually turned to the HYDRA experiments. The Baron had made every attempt to wipe his files from the earth if their searching was any indication which left the Avengers with a new member who they knew almost nothing about. Not only that, but Wanda was keen to understand what had been done to her and the potential ramifications for her body in the years to come. They knew she was different from everyone else, enhanced was the language thrown around, but how?

They eventually found a scientist with the knowledge and the eagerness to find out. A Norman Osborn, who had founded a company that did research for the miltary including on the human body. With the understanding that the results would be Wanda’s to decide what to do with, she found herself walking into a lab in the heart of New York City. “Doctor Osborn,” said the friendly receptionist who had escorted her in. “Wanda Maximoff is here to see you.”

[docktavius]

            ACCEPTING .

            “   just because you’re mad enough to trust that kid ,  it doesn’t mean everyone has to .   ”

         BOUND WITH his own creation ,  one could see that that right away DIDN’T make the scientist happy ;  but this whole situation ?  it made him madder than one could imagine (   and the voices in his head ,  oh always so talkative ,  this time instead were SHOUTING at him to do something ,  to not give up and to remind them all of who he was .   ) .

            however ,  no matter his feelings on the subject   —   no matter how much his head was pounding at the moment ,  too many noises happening for one to be able to keep any type of sanity   —   ,  a smirk still arose to the occasion .   “   tell me ,  osborn -  did the goblin agree with this ?  or are you still trying to desperately believe you have any sort of control at all ?  to fight against him ?   ”

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[chxmpionselect]

❛  good  people  make  me  insecure .  ❜

"Good people... Vary," Viktor agreed, the man leaning on his cane, watching the other scientist from the other side of the room. "Mixed bags, truly... Perhaps we compare ourselves to them. Perhaps the encroach on things that are not their business... Perhaps they judge others for the things they do..."

The machine herald's eyes glowed behind the lenses of his mask. "But I will agree... Good people make me insecure, as well..."