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the crown of her head is white fire under the sun / @valaentine is a beacon in a city of metal, a fallen star. ALL EYES ON HER ! as they always have been, he thinks , 𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚘𝚕 𝚕𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚞𝚛𝚗. ❛❛ well, gwendy, it seems one of us is under-dressed. ❜❜ there is no need to guess who. his grin, the way it pulls at his nose & the corners of his eyes, is only lit with fondness. ❛❛ must you always show me up ? ❜❜
"I learned to keep my head above the water." [ @valaentine
" that's so groovy considering the alternative is drowning. " way to state the obvious, mary jane! swiping red locks out of frame, taking in a deep breath before focusing in on the blonde. play nice : it was everyone's only request! even if you didn't really want to, it was the least you could do. rise above or whatever those with moral superiority complexes say. " don't you ever get bored playing new york's miss dullsville? " it wasn't meant to sound as cruel as it came out. sometimes things didn't connect from her brain to her mouth. but the truth hurt, baby. " when was the last time you just let loose? and missing a curfew when you were a teenager doesn't count, little lady. "
GREY COLORED MORALS EMBEDDED WITHIN, : PERFECTLY BALANCING HERSELF ON THE FOREVER IN - BETWEEN! &. a fitting thing, what it came 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐔𝐍𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄 𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐌𝐀. ( the only thing most could count on was to not count on her. ) ... a contrast, to the woman next to her. THE CAT BURGLAR HAD ARRIVED AT THE PERFECT MOMENT, well, depends who does the thinking : for herself &. gwen, it was luck ... for her enemies? 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐁𝐀𝐃 𝐋𝐔𝐂𝐊! ❝ you've got some guts, going snooping there. ❞ CREDIT WOULD BE GIVEN WHERE IT IS DUE, though silvertongue decorates the sentence with an exhale, as if all of this had been a chore! steps taken, the cat circled gwen's figure before taking steps behind her : YET EVEN THOUGH HER GAZE IS FOCUSED UPON THE CITY BELOW ... she could sense the thoughtful, conflicted gaze of the other. call it her cat - sense.
FELICIA KNOWS IT BETTER THAN MOST, : THAT EVERYTHING CAN NOT BE ACHIEVED WITH PRIMARY COLORED MORALS! she might as well be the one to get her claws dirty. ❝ they had it coming, you know. ❞ NOT THAT FELICIA EVER FELT THE NEED TO JUSTIFY HER ACTIONS : 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐋𝐘 𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐅! ... referring to how claws returned the misfortune spread by the maggia tenfold, no mercy shown. ( one could also blame upon the personal grudge carried, yet never spoken of. ) ❝ had i not done that, more civilians would have gotten hurt unnecessarily. you included. ❞ SHE WAS FAR FROM A HERO, FAR FROM A VILLAIN. &. neither did she seek praise over her actions, ( despite her usually not missing a chance to praise herself ) she only spoke honestly, ... for she told the harsh truth. @valaentine ' brutal, but it makes certain type of sense. ' ... this is met with an gentle chuckle that escapes with an exhale, 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐄 turning on her heels to face gwen once more. SHE SHARED THE BRIGHT COLORS THAT PETER DOES, there was no mistaking that hue. ... but, it looks like there is more to her than one could see at a first glance. how amusing.
❛ what's with that look ? you look like you've seen a ghost -------------- horrible joke , terrible joke. can i do that one over ? ❜ mask is pulled from face and blonde locks fall out with a quick shake of crown. brows rise and fall and gwen finds her shoulders rolling into a shrug. ❛ like i know i can do better than that. that was bodega bandit levels of bad. hi. gwen stacy. also spider - woman in some circles. nice outfit. ❜
tiny starter call ! feat. @valaentine
𝐔𝐍𝐈𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐌 𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐃 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐖𝐈𝐃𝐄 𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐃, walking across the quad , kagome pushes back her hair , listening to gwen talk about the trials of working at stark industries — the internship to die for . . . [ maybe if kagome wasn't always falling down a well , she could’ve made the grades for it . . . ] ❛ ——— i’m telling you , i’d kill to be you ! ❜ | @valaentine
immediately , steve looks over to her . oh . that was a new tone . one he'd not heard in a long time . one he had never heard from her . and certainly hadn't expected . he , always in control , always the one giving orders and now ... that was different and surprised him . surprised him so much that he simply nodded and took a step back towards the car . he couldn't bring himself to get back into it , not when gwen had stormed past him to take care of the situation for him with a type of confidence that clearly impressed him . not when that instinctal part of him wanted to stay close in case she needed him after all . the days when steve had let someone else fight his battles for him had long passed and yet , dirty blond respected her enough not to undermine her in front of another pair of eyes .
" get back in the car . i'll handle this . " @valaentine
rumors spiral about the apathetic, childish billionaire locked away in his own attic of ideas ⠀⠀ but tony stark has always searched for innovation & talent, always involved with the need to find it fast — culminating in the spearheading of an internship program with college students that's spurred into his most lucrative asset ⠀⠀ it's where minds like gwen stacy's come to play, minds that show new ideas & challenge his researchers daily ⠀⠀ tony likes the constant nature of change, he likes the thrill of the unknown ⠀⠀ but his own pride hinders him to learn from the critique he hears ⠀⠀ the singing anxiety that one day he is a relic on the walls of stark industries ⠀⠀ his partners tell him it's an offer tony would be stupid to refuse, that this new startup has promise for green energy that could revolutionize their markets ⠀⠀ that tony's word on the matter will be final. ⠀⠀ papers in hand, he looks between each detail spelled out by his advisors and up to the girl he's starting to trust ⠀⠀ [both in professional judgement, and slowly as something resembling acquaintances] ⠀⠀ ❝ you're telling me this is the wrong thing to do & i have tens of board members telling me right. see where i'm confused? ❞ ⠀⠀ the papers shuffle onto his desk, sliding over to gwen. ⠀⠀ ❝ look — i trust you, @valaentine more than i've trusted most of my interns out of the college program, but the odds are against you. do i take a risk and listen to you, & piss off our shareholders? or do i listen to the big guys? ❞ ⠀⠀ not exactly the best conversation to be having with his nephew's girlfriend, but tony sees her promise : he sees a mind at work. ⠀⠀
— 𝐌. | THESE LECTURES ARE USUALLY CUT SHORT BY SOME INTERRUPTION OR ANOTHER, VAGUE EVIL LURKING AGAINST THE WINDOWS OF UNIVERSITY BUILDINGS..... today’s talk ( Diana Prince, in conversation with the school’s Biochemistry department ) had gone as planned, an hour of educational conversation and a few more moments of questions & answering, in which the lecture’s topic is dissected as neatly as it will wrap itself up. as it always happens, the students are less interested in the department and more interested in the guest; as it always happens, the inquiries have skidded sideways. four students have asked the same question [ What’s it like? What’s it feel like? ] and four times, the Ambassador, now delegated from this role and readmitted to Superhero - status, has given a smile and shook her head. It’s a job with its own perks and pitfalls, just as most jobs are. a disappointing answer, but an answer nonetheless.
there is silence, and then another student [ @valaentine ] raises her hand. there is a moment of thinking, it seems, before she speaks. ❝ it’s a job, but ( ... ) you still get to be the hero. ❞ and the surrounding crowd chitters in sturdy anticipation.
HER CLEARING THROAT SILENCES THE CROWD, DRAWS EVERY PAIR OF EYES BACK TO THE STAGE. ❝ that is true. ❞ says she, silver gaze traveling from face to face to face; her mouth curls itself upwards into a smile. Heroism means nothing, so often –– that is what she has learned through these years of catching air currents between her fingers, of sitting her back against enemies, of working alongside the ordinary few. ❝ but my heroics would not exist without the people i work with. without the first responders, the doctors, the students. ❞ there is a moment as she recollects her breath, crosses her legs at the knee. ❝ i get to be the hero so often, but there are other times, where someone else is the hero despite my actions. i think i prefer those times. ❞
