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[punishmentismyjob]

“you okay?” (Ren kitscompendium)

"I'm... Something," he replied softly looking over at Ren. He was quiet as he liked back our over the city.

[thenexusofsouls]

Unsupervised Adults || closed with kitscompendium

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“Eva. Alright. It’s nice to meet you, Eva,” Tony said, raising his glass and taking another sip. “Yeah, she’s good at that. Nagging, I mean. ‘Tony, don't say those things. Tony, don’t look at me like that. Tony, don’t use your thrusters around my plants,’” he said, rolling his eyes. When Eva brought the bottle over to herself in an unconventional fashion, however, Tony groaned. “We already have an opinionated woman who can move things with her mind here, but... I’m sure there are other positions you could fill,” he teased.

Tony watched her chug the entire bottle, blinking twice in disbelief. “Mmkay, so that just happened,” he said. He cleared his throat and set his glass down on the table. “Hey, I appreciate getting drunk as well as the next person, but it is maybe a little-known fact that you actually do need a liver to live. So. Just throwing that out there. Also, what the hell was that?” he asked in the same calm tone in which he had said everything else. “You call that drinking? You have to appreciate the alcohol. Make love to it a little. It’s numbing your pain, the least you could do is taste it before it dies a stomach-acid-related death.”

“Watch,” he said then as he tipped up his glass one more time, taking in a mouthful of scotch. Swishing it around a bit in his mouth, he finally swallowed before concluding with an Ahhhhh. “That... is how you drink alcohol. Not like some kind of... booze barbarian,” he said playfully. “That comes much later when things like judgment are thrown out the window in an inebriated haze. It’s a process. You gotta respect the process. No skipping steps.” Of course, having said that, Tony downed what remained in his glass rather unceremoniously before refilling it again.

[fasterthanmydemons]

B is for Beauty || closed with kitscompendium

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Pietro knew she was only asking because she didn’t really have a concept of beautiful and what it was, but even so, it seemed sad that she should not know if she was beautiful or not. “Yes, you are,” he said sincerely. “Very much so.” It wasn’t the usual over-the-top flattery he gave to pretty girls, not that she could have told the difference if it had been.

He realized his mistake, however, the moment she asked what a jackass was. In the future, Pietro would really have to be careful to watch his language around her. Wanda had told him he needed to watch his language anyway, but… “Oh, um… it’s… not meant to be taken literally. It is something you say… something you call someone… when it is your opinion that they are not a very nice person. Specifically it’s usually said about someone who is not nice but then masks it behind humor or sarcasm… which Stark often does.”

When she asked if he had been to the “Porn Hub” and if he had liked it, he grinned and laughed. “Uh… no. Not… Not to that particular place, no, I have not,” he said awkwardly. It was the truth, just not the entire truth. “But… beautiful ladies are pleasing to me, yes. In the sense that… I enjoy being around them and gazing at their beauty.” You sound like such an idiot right now, he thought to himself, but he just stood there grinning, nonetheless.

[thiscrimsonsoul]

i’ll stay as long as it takes, as long as you need me. (Ren)

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“I’m sorry! I don’t know why I can’t do this!” Wanda said, so utterly frustrated with herself for pushing poor Ren away as he got a little amorous with her. It was a little push, and purely instinctual, but she hated that she’d done it all the same. She didn’t want to push Ren away, not really. There was just something inside her that was still afraid of things like this, of getting too close to someone in this manner. It was amazing how one incident in someone’s childhood could leave them so scarred. He’d been so nice to her just now, so sweet, and she’d been so bitchy, in her opinion. He didn’t deserve that… and she didn’t deserve him. At her lowest moments, she fully believed that.

There was another reason, though, why she was afraid to get close to him, and she realized that as he embraced her so protectively. She curled into him, letting his words sink in as she thought of this other, possibly even more pressing reason why she feared needing him so much. “I just need someone who won’t leave me…” she whimpered against him.

Everyone she’d loved had died, and now that she had a mother in Kettu and a potential boyfriend in Ren, she was terrified that they would leave too. Not that they wanted to. She was sure her parents and Pietro hadn’t wanted to leave her either, but they did. Life had a way of taking away everyone she loved, everyone she needed. “Please be careful, Ren,” she said as she hugged him tight. “Loving me is hazardous. If anything happened to you, I’d never forgive myself.”

That wasn’t enough, though. That didn’t describe how she felt about him, that was just a warning. Closing her eyes in his embrace, she tried again, because at this point she was invested in him. This wasn’t a crush anymore. She was in deep. “I’ll never not need you,” she whispered. “I… I love you, Ren.” A little twinge of panic shot through her as soon as she said it. What if he didn’t quite feel that strongly about her? There was that fear, but also a bigger one… that now that she’d said it, the gods had heard it, and now they’d take him away from her, like they had everyone else…

But, in a way, it was hard to keep crying and to feel such panic in Ren’s arms. She melted against him, warm and strong such as he was, feeling the comfort of his hold just take away all her fear. Maybe it was still there in her mind, but her body relaxed and her tears stopped, that feeling of being protected and safe washing over her. Saying those three little words had been a big step for her, but Wanda knew she’d meant it. Her heart was in his hands now.

[thiscrimsonsoul]

“it’s amazing! i’m so proud of you.” (Ren)

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Wanda grinned as she showed off her form-fitting red leather outfit. She might have tied it just a little tight, squeezing up her boobs a bit more for Ren's benefit. "Yeah, so... that's it," she said, shrugging modestly. "I am an official Avenger now. I'm even cleared to go out on field missions." She looked down at herself. "Do you like it?"

She was practically glowing. Thrusting herself into her recovery and training had been immensely good for her mental well-being. It had kept her occupied and focused, and to finally be named an official member of the team - complete with her own uniform - felt really good.

She smiled at him, liking the way his eyes were roaming her body right now. "Do I look okay?" she asked, starting to blush.

[thiscrimsonsoul]

A Speedy Recovery || closed with kitscompendium

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Every nerve in his body was ablaze with fire. His skull felt like exploding, his eyes burned and the pressure behind them was near blinding. But, the man was healed. Ren had them tucked away in a simple tesser, a fold in space, and he had spent many days knitting Pietro’s body back together. Healing wasn’t his primary skill set. And Pietro’s wounds had been complicated at best, disasterous at worst. That first spray of blood had been nothing. But now Pietro was healed. That’s all that mattered. He could bring the troublesome twin back to his sister.

After a nap. A very long one. But then, he had the zippy man in stasis anyway, so he wasn’t going anywhere. He anticipated it taking a while. What he didn’t anticipate was falling into a hibernation of his own, the nature of the fold they were in sustained the two of them, and a month or more went by, he wasn’t sure. But when he woke, he immediately checked on Pietro. Thenwounds were healed, the natural life energy was restored, as was Ren’s. He had taken the risk and dipped into his own to sustain Pietro. Now it was safe to bring him back. Not having a room of his own, he borrowed his mother’s, since she was away with Vision on some mission somewhere. Wanda wasn’t yet cleared to go, but Ren didn’t want to startle her yet. Pietro needed to wake and deal with reality before seeing her.

As much as he was confident in his skills, bringing someone back from the brink in that way was ever an uncertainty. He was so relieved to hear Pietro speak. He cocked a crooked grin and chuckled. “Not getting herself all shot up.” He leaned forward and set a hand on Pietro’s shoulder. “Take it easy, you were a mess, and I dunno if you’re ready to just zip off again. Don’t worry, Wanda is safe. Last I saw she was inhaling one of my maman’s apple pies.”

Pietro’s brow furrowed in partial insult. “I didn’t want to get all shot up, obviously. I just... didn’t want that boy to die... or Clint either. I didn’t think it through, I know. Wanda's probably pissed off as hell at me right now. There wasn’t any time, okay? If I had hesitated, they might have died. It’s just... one of those things. You just have to go with what your heart tells you to do, and my heart’s not very big on self-preservation when good people and little kids are about to get killed in front of me.”

He sighed, feeling weirdly tired, as if he had been heavily medicated and was coming off of the high. "No, I... I definitely don't feel up to zipping anywhere right now..." he agreed, still sitting up but hunching over with his elbows on his knees. Smiling at the man's next words, he imagined his sister gorging on apple pie. "Well, good girl, then, because there's really no other way to eat an apple pie but to inhale it. I have taught her well," he said with a grin. It softened quickly though. "You're sure she's alright?" He just couldn’t rest until he knew that for sure, and to believe that, he’d have to see her.

Looking around and still feeling where there used to be bullet holes in his chest and arms, Pietro got the very distinct feeling that something was grossly amiss, but he couldn't put his finger on it. "Okay, but... what the hell am I doing here? Where is here, anyway? Where is Ultron and S.H.I.E.L.D and the Avengers? What happened to Sokovia?" He shrugged. "I'm not understanding, here. And I don't know who you are at all... or... how... you managed to patch up bullet wounds this well..." he said, feeling himself again in disbelief. “What’s going on?” His eyes leveled with Ren’s as he made sure he knew just how serious he was about knowing the truth.

[freewillacquired]

(From Lunira)

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Matt went to reach for a shirt and found... this... hanging near his closet. “Very funny,” he said. “Is this supposed to be describing me or you?” He chuckled, but he put the shirt on anyway and wore it proudly.

[kevscompendium-blog]

“You had sex with a serial killer.” (Mik from Kari)

Amber eyes flicked to the woman, consideration in his gaze for a short moment. Lips spreading in a smirk, he shrugged. “Probably. Betcha more than one even.” He winked at her, unbothered by her comment. After his past? Sex with a serial killer barely even ranked on the scale of fucked up things he’d been part of.