#thisseasonofthewitch

[tableformrstank-archive-blog]

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[troublealwayscomesround-blog]

9. What is something you’ve never changed your mind about?

That the world needs people willing to deal with the weird shit. That there needs to be people equipped with the ability to stand up to stuff we are a species are not collectively ready to deal with as a whole. That we need a shield, for lack of a better word, to keep regular everyday folks safe from monsters and aliens and mad scientists.

[amazingmanofspiders-blog]

Nobody said it would be easy || Peter & Wanda & Steve

Time: 00:13 AM Location: New York, USA

There was a warm feeling that slowly ran down Peter's arm, spreading from his shoulder and trickling down his fingertips. Probably blood, a voice in his head figured, and it took him several moments before he realized that a) the voice was his own, the rational part of his brain still working and not yet completely overcome by adrenaline, and b) it was probably his own. Ooops.

He held himself upright, grasping his right shoulder. Yeah, definitely blood. This would need some time to heal and probably leave more than just a bruise. But hey, chicks dig scars, right? At least that's what he'd heard somewhere.

Peter brought his focus back to the foe at hand, and not for the first time did he ask himself where these .. things .. kept coming from. He'd figured one attack of super robots had been bad enough, several attempts of rebuilding the Iron Man suit as well, yet he'd once met one crazy guy on a flying glider, and now this guy, all armored up, shooting energy blasts from his gauntlets and using rocket powered boots for transportation. Okay, Peter admitted that he was a bit envious about the rocket boots. At least until that guy - whoever he was - had introduced himself as "F.A.C.A.D.E."

"Seriously, is there someone who just sits around and thinks about those acronyms? And how do you do that, do you come up with the abbreviation first, and then figure out what words to use, or is it the other way around?" Luckily his spider-sense prevented him from taking another blow as he rescued himself from an energy blast shot in his direction, flipping onto the edge of a building. "Okay, you're obviously not the talking type," Peter figured, ignoring the pounding in his shoulder. "But can I at least lure you into some sort of Bond villain speech, explaining to me while you're here and what your initial plan is? No?"

He tried to analyze the suit in front of him, trying to find a weak point and keep him busy, away from any potential people that were out at this hour. Though any reasonable citizen should be in bed in the middle of the night. Especially college students, he reminded himself again. But that was the thing, right? He couldn't just go back to bed and sleep safely and let that guy do whatever he wanted to do. Maybe dismantling the boots would be a good start. Then take care of the gloves. Bring him down and then take away his weapon. Should be easy enough.

Easier said than done though, Peter learned the hard way when he did manage to web the boots, but while Peter was dangling on that guy on a web of string, and he did in fact lost control over the boots, all it did was sending them both crashing into a wall.

"Ouch ... I think that's at least one rib ..." Peter groaned, crawling out of the rubble. His vision was blurry and he felt more than a little disorientated for a moment or two. Add a concussion to the mix. "Maybe I should ask Mr Stark for a bit more armor or protection ... could come in handy."

Unfortunately, that brief moment of confusion was all the F.A.C.A.D.E. guy seemed to need. All Peter saw before it all went black was a bright light, blinding his eyes, before another energy blast hit him straight in the head.

[tableformrstank-archive-blog]

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[212] you’re not funny you know stop putting my alcohol at the back of the highest cupboard known to man. dick move. i did your fucking upgrades what more do you want?3:02AM

[212] HA FUCK YOU DUME LIFTED ME UP WORTH THE TWISTED SNKLE3:11AM

[troublealwayscomesround-blog]

~You've transferred a few people to unflattering or inhospitable assignments for not taking the SHIELD anti-fraternization policy seriously. But not everyone.

Not exactly. I have transferred people that violated the safety and comfort of their coworkers by not taking the policy seriously. And a few times after getting wind of some abusive bullshit, I shipped people off to some boring, isolated assignments.

But I can’t really throw the book at anybody for breaking those protocols. I’m not that kind of hypocrite.

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tableformrstank replied to your post:spiderwebbedlullaby replied to your...

you are both incredibly rude. you wound me.

Self awareness is a vital skill to have, Mr. Stark.

jesus wanda find your chill

ill dig a hole just to hide from her

You're just going to have to take that up with her, aren't you? Mediation isn't my job anymore.