#sonofabirb

[vvallcrawler]

@sonofabirb​ | continued x

    SHOVEL NIGHT. A CLASSIC. Peering over his shoulder from behind ( partially because he wanted to see how this guy would fair with a console he APPARENTLY didn’t know existed until now, && partially because he couldn’t afford another one if something were to happen to it -- NOT that he thought the dude would break the thing on purpose, or, or anything ! Just... you know, being cautious ), Peter stepped back as soon as he caught ear of the question, brows KNITTING in sheer DISBELIEF, but only briefly -- until they relaxed again, the question dismissed with a mere light exhale of a chuckle. ❛ yeah, very funny, dude. ❜ one beat. two beats. three... oh. he wasn’t joking. ❛ ... wait, you’re-- you’re serious ? ❜ man, this guy was SURE committing to the whole ‘I’m that arrow dude’s son from the distant future’ bit. Space symbiotes, living gods, && alien armadas in Manhattan aside, there was only SO MUCH Peter could believe -- and this was coming from a guy who SWUNG around New York in a skintight red && blue suit, calling himself SPIDER-MAN ! The realm of possibility was as broad as it was going to get. Still, brows raise in innocent SHOCK nonetheless, not in a challenging or MOCKING way, but more of a ‘how do I explain this in the least confusing way possible’ ... kind of way.

     ❛ I guess, it’s... it’s kind of just a... really big store. Bit of everything inside, usually got some pretty cheap stuff... I mean, not as cheap as some of the stuff you can pick up at the dump -- ❜ ... why did he say that ? The JUNKYARD bit. Not exactly something you bring up to someone when you’re trying to get a good first impression in. ❛ not-- not that I go through garbage a lot, or, or anything -- ‘S just... you know, easier to fix things for free, than... than actually pay for them... ❜ . a clearing of the throat && a CROSSING of his arms. a pause, as AWKWARD && uncomfortable as one could be, when trying not to look like a FIDGETING mess. ❜ So, they, um... have Walmarts... in the future ? ❜

[delphiia]

@sonofabirb requested a starter from torunn !!!

                    torunn had been debating saying something for quite some time--the situation was less than ideal, and she doubted she was the only one thinking it. however, like with anything in their little team, she ought to tread lightly. something in her irrationally still thought of pym and azari as too young to bring these things to; she supposes they might irrationally still tug at her sisterly heart strings a bit too much. and often james was too..tempestuous, especially given she wasn’t sure there was anything to be done about it.

                    which left francis. who was also mildly tempestuous, and not always the easiest to talk to--but options were limited and torunn was impatient. “--barton, a moment?” she asked calmly; gods help them all, but sometimes it came down to her to be level headed. a truly terrifying thought. “what do you think about SHIELD? their intentions?”

[milehighmechanic]

@sonofabirb [x]

     “I told you         I see better from a distance.” it would probably sound a little more impressive without that mouthful of LEAVES covering half his face. little truth, little excuse meshed together; he can work with that. little more truth would be that he likes the feeling of something LIVING around him. more than just machines and conrete; fresh air to breathe, a clear sky above, something different from the neverending stream of beeps and METAL clinking in the middle of the night. this is         nice. also, Pym snores.

     “‘sides, you wanna talk bein’ up unreasonably late?” deflect and subtly accuse. a tactic as old as time, and Francis ACES it every time.

     tony’s chest aches. for a moment he can hear clint in francis voice, i see better from a distance. he’s gotten used to seeing his old friends in his kids, now and then. but francis grew up with clint, he has more of his mannerisms. and tony’s had less time to really get to know the teen. 

     he raises an eyebrow as francis changes the subject around to him, unbothered by the tone of his voice ( he deserves much worse from this boy. ) “i rarely slept through the night, even before ultron,” tony says with a shrug. he used to try and HIDE it from the kids, but they’ve all grown up so much now --- and tony knows that francis hasn’t been a kid for a long time. “if you can’t sleep, that’s one thing. i just wasn’t expecting to find you up a TREE. what are you trying to SEE at this time of night?”