#shieldarchitect

[masterrofmagnetism]

❛ it’s okay, you can touch me. i won't break. ❜

// whoops c:

A quiet voice. A hard gaze.

The dim lighting dramatizing every line in his face and darkening his eyes to resemble the depths of the ocean that could only be fully realized during the night.

“Do you know the story of King Midas?”

[thehiddenspider]

“You’ve got something on your face.”

"Really regretting my life choices."

She had heard enough of her coworkers announce that statement proudly at times like this. When buildings explode and aliens try to take over the earth. The joke was lost on her entirely at first, having never made a choice regarding her life directions herself, but Nicole? Nicole was just like any other agent.

A child with big dreams who happened to be working in New York City the day the Avengers made their debut.

She didn't need a mirror to know she was coated in debris and soot from the explosions and grand fight.

Holding out a tray of coffees she had made for anyone who chose to stay behind and help with the chaos. "They really need to work on their understanding of covert, hu? Did I hear you right back there, about your car?"

[missmargomuse616]

( 🐞 ) : how does your muse cope with being overlooked or underestimated?

SYMBOL ANIMAL-BASED HEADCANON QUESTIONS. ( accepting)

It's mostly motivation and a bit of stubbornness.

While she doesn't always let it show on her face that it bothers her, deep down it gets on her nerves whenever it happens.

All through her life she felt like she hasn't to prove herself, prove to others including her family that she can do what her mind is set out to do. Margo takes whatever those people would say and just push herself to prove them wrong or to prove to herself that she is capable of doing whatever it took to succeed.

When it comes to her work, it's obviously male dominated and there are a few woman in her field and she wants to be a successful black journalist which it can be hard to navigate with negative opinions spewing her way. She takes that as extra motivation and stubborn energy to prove those naysayers wrong.

[itsybitsypeterparker]

@shieldarchitect con't from HERE

It's hard to tell where the blood ends and the red color of his suit begins but from the darkening fabric of the blue portions of his suit, for sure, there is, in fact, pooling blood. Peter's arms are busy hugging himself to keep himself intact and upright. Something about the pressure is keeping him conscious, and more importantly, if he's conscious, he can keep her CALM.

"No, no, please, that's not as good an idea as you think it is." He pleads with her, teeth bared from the part of his mask that's just straight up in pieces. "If I'm seen at a hospital, they can remove my mask and know who I am." He thinks for a minute, biting his lip, feeling the pain pulse but really more focused on HER distress than his own.

"I can be just fine if I can just....get closer to home. Maybe just uh...a shoulder to lean on? Literally? If...If it's not a problem, that is."

Boy.

[philanthropic]

send in; 🎟️[ticket] for me to make a moodboard with 4-9 photos for our muses/ship. - always accepting.

@shieldarchitect PLATONIC moodboard - charlie moore x tony stark

[ratwhsprs]

@shieldarchitect || cont.

Otis folded his arms as he looked up at the boarded up restaurant. It had been open and in business a mere week ago, and now… 

He raised an eyebrow and cast the woman a glance at her words on asking questions. There was a streak of white against his black jacket as his rat Socrates climbed out of his hood to perch on his shoulder. 

“Been my experience you can get in PLENTY of trouble for asking questions. Especially the wrong questions to the wrong people.”

“But I never heard of this place being a front for anything. Maybe the owner was on thin ice with somebody.”

[missmargomuse616]

@shieldarchitect liked for a starter

"Tell me, how long have you been with shield? Or is that top secret that you aren't allowed to say?" Margo asked Charlie. Hoping to get as much information from the other woman as she sat across from her on the table.

[masterrofmagnetism]

[ NEPTUNE ] does your muse dream frequently ? if they do, what kind of dreams (or nightmares) do they have

Christ’s sake. Why does everyone want in my head so bad?

Dreams are not frequent.

No.

He never really sleeps for more than a few hours at a time. Vigilance even during rest that is a very difficult habit to break.

Nightmares are a given.

Intense and realistic. Memories blended with fears and sprinkled with current worries and regrets.

They aren’t enough to have him waking up in a cold sweat and gasping for air, but they are just enough to sit in the background of his mind for a while.

Sometimes he can’t even be sure they are his own. With all the invaders around, not even dreams can be trusted.

Visions of the future? Glimpses into alternate worlds? Purposely transplanted images and feelings?

Nobody can say it’s not a possibility.