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“oh! o-oh dear, um...hello there?” an evident flush of red grew across her freckles and pale skin at the sight of the man in almost little to nothing. “I...understand comfort but I do believe that is very inappropriate to wear...”
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@georgeprimeape
“oh! o-oh dear, um...hello there?” an evident flush of red grew across her freckles and pale skin at the sight of the man in almost little to nothing. “I...understand comfort but I do believe that is very inappropriate to wear...”
🕸⌇《❛continued from here ft. @georgeprimeape.❜》— UNDERNEATH HIS mask, peter frowned at his response. he thought he would at least be somewhat intimidating to this guy. he tried to straighten himself up more, getting his eyes to narrow at the other but he couldn't really keep the expression on. “karen, why am i never intimidating?” would you like me to switch on your intimidating voice peter? “no.”
“well, george...” peter mumbled and kicked an imaginary pebble. “i also like blue. i mean that’s why you know, the suit is designed this way. it’s uhhhh a really cool colour so i get why it’s your favourite !! bu-but the point is, it can be scary like the ocean is blue and it’s pretty scary with scary sharks !!”
peter paused. “maybe it would look scarier at night !!” he thought aloud. despite his many points, karen kindly pointed out to peter that he was still obviously losing the argument here to which he politely ignored.
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“Well,” her smile was wholly genuine as she took the man before her in while the horse she’d been leading instantly moved to George in want of attention, “You must be special. Duke never goes to anyone he doesn’t know.”
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Eyes cast up to the sky as Mina withdrew from her den for the evening, in truth she had been awake for an hour or so prior to this moment but the sun had still lingered too high for her to safely wander out into the jungle. It possessed a range of colours, drifting from blood orange to burnt pinks and soft purples as the sun dipped below the horizon. It was a beauty that Mina would be hard pushed to find back home in England. A glance back to her den roused a small smile, George had been tremendously accommodating when she had parted ways from the expedition group to remain with him. The creation of her den had been meticulous, consultation taken from other nocturnal animals on how best to shelter her from sunlight during the day: a heavily shadowed area of the jungle had been selected, providing necessary protection even when she crept from the den to check on the time of day. When her new home had been presented to her, Mina would be a liar to claim that the kindness in his gesture did not rouse tears to fall down ashen cheeks. Not only that, but the sheer warmth she had received from the animals in the jungle. For a creature who was used to hiding and being met with fear, it was wonderful to have somewhere to live freely among creatures that understood the necessity of survival. Hearing the familiar thump of a certain someone hitting a tree nearby, she called softly to him. “Good evening, George!”
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FRIDAY alerted Pepper to the person in the elevator coming up to her floor, and she couldn’t help but smile. She’d been working a lot more lately since her break up with Tony, so she needed a little help taking care of her dog, Nova. She’d found George in the paper, and even though he seemed a little...Odd, she was pleased with his work so far.
The elevator dinged and the doors opened, displaying the tall gentleman and her beloved greyhound as they walked into her penthouse. “George,” she greeted warmly, approaching the pair. “How was she today?”
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He sits up with a jerk, limbs trembling and chest heaving, eyes wide as he soaked up the sight of the lush forest that surrounded him. Such greenery was a welcome departure from the weeks he’d spent in space, trying to protect his people after the loss of their home. Lives that had perished when the mad titan appeared. Not yet aware of where he was, Thor’s face morphs into a grimace as he tries to rise, managing to get a knee beneath him but unable to continue. He required rest, but refused to do so, sighting that too much was at stake to waste time trying to recover. Fortunately, on this occasion the decision was made for him; he was forced to stay where he was, until he had the energy to stand. And well aware that it was only a matter of time before he was discovered.
🕸⌇《❛continued from here ft. @georgeprimeape.❜》— AS PROMISED peter showed up without his spider-man suit before the front door of the georges’ household. at first, he was a bit uneasy entering some jungle-like guy he just met last two weeks ago. but when he was invited to eat dinner several times, peter decided he had time for it today. he figured it’d be a nice relaxation from his hero work. it didn’t take too long before the door opened and he was greeted with a giant, tight hug. “hey — george,” peter greeted with a lungful of air gone. much to his surprise, george did not let go until he was dragged down to the dining table where dinner was served out of a instant cups.
“ah, cup noodles !!” peter was genuinely content and please with the meal. he had been craving for it !!
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Curiosity had always caught the best of the young mermaid and when it came to humans, her curiosity was full force. She couldn’t help but venture closer to the swimming human. It was always a strange sight to see their legs moving about, flailing in the water like a frenzied seal and it was in the moments, only observing their swimming habits, that she understood just how easy it was for a shark to see a seal instead of a human.
“It’s okay,” words broke out, voice soft and gentle, as she broke the surface. A hand held out to him, showing she meant no harm. “I won’t hurt you. You’re not hurt, are you?”