#sting-likea-stinger

[txdkxrd]

When: Present Day (Night) Where: Star City (Alleyway) With: Cassie @sting-likea-stinger​

4am Takeout, ahh the life of a millionaire CEO. He was on a first-name basis with Freddie now which should’ve been a worry but could he help it if the Italian was so damn good. Plus he got greedy and always ordered too much and ended up having it cold for breakfast too. Ehh, all fine.

Ted was making his way back to the Bug when he heard noises from an alley and crouched a little, getting close and easily spotting a purple clad figure being set upon by four much larger men. He frowned and set the food down, walking into the alley. “Now now gents, can’t we-” he didn’t get any further as one spun and aimed a punch at him which he easily back-stepped. 

“I didn’t even get my witty opener dammit!” he whined, grabbing the guy’s still extended arm and using it to spun him, slamming him against a wall before elbowing his temple and feeling his would-be attacker go limp as he was knocked out. “Sheez, Thugs these days, no manners for good pre-fight banter.” At least the super-villains often went for it. He lowered the thug gently to the ground and looked over to see the other three all sprawled out for the count too and no sign of the purple figure. 

“Huh, did they pull a Batman?” he asked himself, turning towards the mouth of the alley only for a voice to call him back, he spun and again didn’t anything, well, except a bug that was flitting annoying close to his-wait a second! “Well dammmmmmmn.” he let out, clocking the purple tinge to the bug-sized figure, “That’s cool.”

[adlerdestiny]

When: Present Day Where: District X (Irene’s Apartment)  With: Cassie @sting-likea-stinger​

Despite what some may think, Irene didn’t spend every waking moment attempting to divine what the future could bring. No. Some evenings she sat in her home and quieted enjoyed her third chance at life. She had a glass of wine in hand and was listening to an audio book play, her guide dog sleeping in his bed when his head perked up and a knock sounded at the door. 

She was still for a moment, processing what would come next, before smiling. It seemed her advertising her ‘fortune telling’ services outside her home had brought her a most unexpected guest. She gathered her evening robe, leaving it to drape off her shoulders with her hair hanging down, and walked to the door. She opened it and looked out unseeingly upon her evening guest, “Come in out of the cold my dear. Questions like yours are going to need a drink to go with them.”    

[likehcpe]

"my feet were not on the ground." / @sting-likea-stinger 

“ you don’t say ? “ special powers and abilities had always intrigued fabian. afterall, they were only a HUMAN. “ is that part of the suit ? it’s a very cool trick but i prefer feet on the ground. less distracting that way. “

[sidekickhq]

Moved cassie to my main blog!!

— ✧ EVERYBODY UNFOLLOW HERE THEN FOLLOW ABOVE !

[peprpotts]

@sting-likea-stinger

Sitting in the mall and reading some magazines on the latest trends from Milan was a nice quiet comfort of when she modeled for those brands all those years ago. Pepper loved fashion and would never stop wearing nice clothes after growing up in literally hill billy central. She also knew that fashion and common sense had to go hand in hand as she had at least half her jewelry wired with Stark Tech that could locate her in case of trouble, and her heels that were not her Louis had a chip also embedded into them. Looking up and seeing her shopping partner for the day, Pepper smiled gently at the young woman. “Cassie!” She said with glee, getting up to go and hug the girl

[smallsciences]

he makes a soft noise as he wakes, getting his bearings back slowly, his senses flooding back. he’s fallen asleep on something---no, on someone. it all clicks in his head that he’s fallen asleep on cassie, who came to check on his group like the hero she is and then they sat together so they could talk shop and elliott couldn’t help it! the worry for his friends was keeping him awake and the exhaustion won over as soon as cassie stepped into view, safe and unharmed and checking on people, being heroic.  “ oh, ‘m sorry cass, ”  he says, wiping sleep from his eyes.  “ i didn’t mean to fall asleep on you like that. i was just---tired. ” (( @sting-likea-stinger ))

[smallsciences]

sometimes, elliott’s the first one at the labs, but it’s a rare moment when he isn’t. today, he thinks he is---until he spots the few stray ants trailing from the door deeper into the lab. “ cass? ” he asks out loud, even before he sees her, because who else would come into the lab trailing ants in their wake? he switches on the lab lights as he goes, expression softening as he spots her. “ hey you. ” he sets his bag down on the chair next to her. “ what’s up? ”  (( @sting-likea-stinger ! ))

[likehcpe]

@sting-likea-stinger // unknown meme.

[ text ]: want a big bowl of frostedangst with that orange juice, sunshine?

[ sms // cassandra lang ]: please, please. i’d love that.