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𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘥?

[jeanqrey]

he’s trying his best

[thwipses]

nomcrelies‌:

So Verity Willis was afraid of heights. In her defense, they were rather, well, you know, high, and they were a rather long way to fall. Sure, maybe it would’ve been irrational if she could fly, or do those cool, yet seemingly physics-ly impossible stunts that those heroes in that new city could do. She, unfortunately, could not. She could barely walk up and down the stairs without getting winded because she was a normal ass human being with normal exercise habits. Which is to say she didn’t really have any besides the miles she walked every day since this was New York and she didn’t have a car.

She glanced down again, and closed her eyes. “I hate this I hate this I hate this.” She muttered under her breath. Cursing everything, and everyone she could think of. “If you let me fall I’m going to kill you.”

FOR  SOMEONE  WHO  HAD  TO  OVERCOME   his  own  irrational  fear  of  heights,  peter   definitely  knew   where  she  was  coming  from.   even  until  now,  he  can  find  himself  anxiety-ridden  when   swinging  through   the  streets  of  new  york  in  his  suit.   walking  across  the  very  edge  rooftop   with  ease,   he  makes  himself  comfortable  on  the  ledge  as  he  looks  out  on  the  city.   for  him,  this  was  a  peaceful  experience.   he  takes  a  deep  breath  before  glancing  back  at  the  girl  by  him.   “   take  a  deep  breath  and  try  to  relax.   if  you  fall,  then  i  can  catch  you  easy.  ”   he  smiles,  showcasing  his  webshooter  that  sat  across  his  wrist.   “   and  y’know  what  really  helps  me ?   i   listen  to  music   and  try  to  think  about  other  stuff,  like  what  i’m  going  to  have  for  dinner  tomorrow,  or  star  wars  theories.   ”

[thwipses]

amendcr‌:

The boy sat in the alleyway — not sure when the last time he SLEPT through the night OR how long he has been living in the streets. His WINTER SOLDIER uniform was holding up, although quite dirty. He doesn’t own any other set of clothes to CHANGE into. RJ has been keeping up on maintaining his hygiene at least, taking advantage of public bathrooms. Right now the boy was in his FAVORITE alleyway. No one bothered him here, at least not until today.  His small body is sat on top of a large black duffel bag full of his various weapons and some extra magazines.

CURIOUS eyes look up through a head of messy curls at the person nearby. “What? I can’t be in your way — I don’t take up much room.”

THE  WHOLE  SITUATION  FELT  DIFFERENT,   the  whole  encounter  didn’t  set  off  his   senses,   but  there  was  something  about  the  other  that  sparked  peter’s  curiosity.   perhaps  it  was  the   mysterious  demeanor   or  the  fact  that  the  guy  looked  as  if  he  hadn’t  worn   clean  clothes   in  days.   still,  it  felt  weird.   shuffling  his  feet  against  the  pavement,  peter  begins  to fish  through  his  bag.   “  yeah  i  know,  um,  i  don’t  wanna  get  into  your   business   or  anything  but...   are  you  alright,  man ?   ”

after  spending  some  time  rummaging  through  his  things,  he  manages  to  pull  out  a  half  eaten  sub  he’d  bought  from   del  mar’s.   kindly,  he  hands  over  the  unwrapped  sandwich  and  faces  the  other  with  a  soft  grin.   “   i  was  gonna  save  it  for  lunch  tomorrow,  but  i  forgot  i  have  leftovers  in  the  fridge.   i’m  peter,  by  the  way.   ”

[thwipses]

falconswiings‌:

things got quite strange after he returned.

well, he and half the world’s population.

he was back at the avengers compound, or what was left from it, trying to make everything make sense. to him, it had only been a handful of days after the war happened. but to some, it had been five years with half of the world gone. now they are back, as well as several new faces who pinged the radar. faces who did not exist before.

all the talks about multiverse theory left his head aching. it was no doubt something he barely understands, so sam wisely handed it to the experts. that was why he was seated comfortably in his office, staring blankly at the reports spread out on his desk. the number of people joining the support group had increased after the snap, majority made up of civilians. 

there was a knock on the door, caused him to jerk from his reverie and leveling a narrow gaze at the door. “ who is that? “ he inquired carefully, not quite sure who to expect. 

THE  MINUTE  PETER  HAD  KNOWN  THAT   there  was  someone  in  the  tower,  his   curiosity  piqued.    it  had  been  a  while  since  things  felt  normal  in  any  way,  and  he  was  trying  to  acquire  any  kind  of   familiarity   when  it  came  to  his  heroic  persona.   as  far  as  he  knew,  the  avengers  were  done.   with  the  death  of  tony  stark,  something  he  still  has   difficulty  processing   to  this  day,  it  seemed  as  if  he  was  alone.   chaos  could  strike  at  any  given  moment  too,  and  without  any  sort  of  force  that  strives  to  protect  the  world,  it  could  be  the  end.

adjusting  the  straps  of  the  third  backpack  he  had  to  buy  this  week,  he  stumbles  into  the  room  of  the  slightly  familiar  compound.   the  other’s  response  was  warranted,  considering  he  shouldn’t  be   expecting   any  guests.   the  voice  sounded  familiar,  though.   “  uh,  hi,   ”   peter  speaks  loud  enough  for  the  other  to  hear  through  the  thick  door,  attempting  to  peek  through  the   small  crevice.    “   it’s  peter  parker !   um,  spider-man ?   i  was  just  in  the  neighborhood,  and  i  wanted  to  check  up  on  you  guys,  see  what’s  up.   can  i  come  in ?   ”

[thwipses]

zatannazzataraz‌:

@thwipses

”Sniahc dnib uoy dna dloh litnu eht spoc emoc.” The spell flowed easily from her lips, the universe bending to accommodate her wishes as chains formed up around the very startled would be mugger. His gun, now a bouquet of flowers, already lay on the ground, and the almost victim had taken off at the first spell. Zee wished she could have comforted them, but people here hadn’t ever heard ot the League or her, so she supposed it was fair enough. A thwip somewhere above told her someone else had arrived on the scene, and the bright colors at first glance told her it was another person with crimefighting in mind. “It’s alright I’ve got this… wait are you supposed to be a spider?”

Zatanna forced herself to pause, recovered from her surprise, offered him a warm smile, and glanced down at her own costume, fishnets and all. “I mean, I suppose I don’t have much room to talk about weird outfits for this kind of thing. Do spiders even come in those colors?”

WHILE  IT  WASN’T  EXACTLY  THE  TIME  TO  start  a  full  blown  conversation  about   weird  superhero  costumes,   it  did  seem  like  the  stranger  had  it  all  covered.   immediately  peter  hops  off  the   high  ledge   he’d  landed  in,  now  standing  in  front  of  the  other.   “   well,  kinda  yeah,   ”    there’s  heat  that  begins  to   radiate  warmth   over  his  cheeks,  mostly  from   embarrassment.    while  their  outfits  looked  strange,  at  least   hers   made  sense.   “   the  suit  was  a  gift,  alright ?   i  don’t  really  wanna  get  into  it   magic  lady,   but  i  can  say  it’s  a  lot  cooler  than  the  one  i  originally  made  out  of  sweatpants  and   swim  goggles.    ”

glancing  back  at  the  mugger   impressively  bonded   in  tight  chains,  peter  quickly  shoots  a  web  over  the  guy’s  mouth  in  order  to  keep  him  quiet.   “   i’m   spider-man   by  the  way.   thanks  for  keeping  this  guy  off  the  streets,   ”    he  smiles,   “   do  you  know  where  the   police  station   is ?   i  could  show  you,  if  you  want.   ”

[thwipses]

hawkofheart‌:

— - ➸  ❮ ᴘᴇᴛᴇʀ ᴘᴀʀᴋᴇʀ || sᴘɪᴅᴇʀ-ᴍᴀɴ ❯ @thwipses

The shield shines, CALLING OUT from its resting place against the wall. Seductive, a l l u r i n g and Clint Barton has always been weak to temptation. “Just once. Sam won’t know, Steve won’t know. There’s no harm here … Really.” The weight is startlingly comfortable, metal cool and smooth against his fingers. He aims, taking a stance that he’s seen Rogers do a million and one times … But it’s the KID ( !! ) in the doorway that causes his heel to switch rotation. “Aw, crap. HEAD’S UP!” The grip slips, sending the shield flying at the wrong target and the archer tipping forward.  

“   JESUS  CHRIST  ON  A  STICK ------ !   ”   the  toss  of  captain  america’s   literal  shield   throws  him  off,  despite  his  senses  and  reflexes  giving  him  just  the  amount  of  time  to  catch  it  with  his  webs.   it  was  almost  too   close  for  comfort,   and  he  lets  out  a  sigh  of  relief  the  minute  it’s  been  caught.   setting  the  shield  down  on  the  ground,  peter  waves  a  hand  over  to  the  other  to  assure  that  he  was  fine.   “   let  me  guess...   no  one  else  is  home ?   ”    his  lips  instantly  curl  to  a  wry  grin,  setting  his  backpack  down  on  a  nearby  surface.   he  didn’t   blame   clint,  he’s  had  his  own  fair  share  of  curiosity  too.   “   i  won’t  tell  if  you  won’t.   besides,  i  kinda  feel  like  playing  frisbee  with  it...   ”

[thwipses]

oftheironman‌:

      so the funny thing about being tony stark, is that you’re known. you’re well known. and apparently, you’re dead - at least in other universes. and it definitely wasn’t on tony’s ‘i woke up today and therefor i’m going on an adventure’ to-do list. inhaling sharply, he glanced over at the rather large and albeit loving mural dedicated to his once older, arguably more successful self and sighed. tilting his head, he glanced at the nearest person to him and pointed over at the large painting of his - well the other his - face. “do you think they got my nose right? what about my eyes? i can’t really tell -” he started, frowning a bit.

      shrugging when the person seemed to freak out and hustle away, tony went back to staring at the art piece. “no no, that’s okay - i’m alive and kicking but i guess that doesn’t matter-ow!” he hissed, reaching for his chest and massaging the area where his newly placed arc reactor sat, frowning at himself with how much pain he was in. he wondered what tony went through - what was his trials and tribulations - and he wondered if anyone here, on the other side with the so-called ‘avengers’ knew. turning to walk on, he stopped short when someone moved in front of him, “five bucks and you get a photo, ten bucks and you get to be in the photo with me, twenty and it’s a signed copied.” he flashed a grin that didn’t quite meet his eyes as he looked on at them.

IT  WAS  CRAZY,  REMARKABLE  EVEN.   while  tony  stark  was  notorious  for  his   sarcasm  and  wit,   his  behavior  made  it  believable.    dumbfounded,   peter  only  continues  to  sit  in  silence,  soaking  in   everything   this  man  was  saying.   his  feet  are  firmly  planted  to  the  ground,  as  if  he’s  not  allowing  for  the  other  to  leave  until  he’s  distinguished  his   dreams  versus  reality.    yeah,  this  was  tony.   but  it  wasn’t  the  tony  that  he  himself  has  grown  to   know   and   love.    it  was  almost  like  staring  at  a   stranger   who  shared  the  exact  same  genetic  makeup.

a  large  part  of  him  wanted  to  lunge  in  for  a  hug,  just  like  the  one  that  they’ve  shared  in  the  battlefield  before  his  death.   but   his  senses  knew   something  was  off,  and  he  failed  to   determine   the  root  of  the  issue.   taking  a  deep  breath  to  refrain  from   his  emotions   getting  to  the  best  of  him,  peter  then   averts   his  eyes  away  from  the  other  before  searching  for  what  to  say  next.   the  next  thing  he  knew  his   chest  aches,   similar  to  the  pain  he  felt  as  he  watched  tony  close  his  eyes  for  his   final  breath.    heat  begins  to  place  around  his  cheeks,  and  his  eyes  begin  to  brim  with  tears  -------  something   beyond  his  control.    “   i  um,  don’t  have  any  cash  on  me...   ”    he  manages  to  say  quietly,  quickly  swiping  his  eyes  with  the  sleeve  of  his  flannel.   “   are  you  really  tony  stark ?   ” 

[thwipses]

greenhazed‌:

the  sound  of  high  heels  are  heard,     jennifer  walters  practically  stumps  out  of  the  courthouse  with  a  now  almost  empty  coffee  cup  on  one  hand  while  the  other  held  a  mountain  of  paperwork  and  folders.   there’s  nothing  but  joy  in  her  teal  eyes   —   today’s  hearing  went  well,    to  say  the  least.    now  what  better  than  kicking  out  her  pumps  and  playing  a  good  movie?    𝐇𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 ,   the  figure  just  a  few  feet  away  from  her  catches  her  attention.    ever  since  she  was  snapped  back  to  life,   she’s  found  a  new  appreciation  for  people  in  general.    “ you  know,     normally  i’d  say  get  out  of  my  way,    but  i  managed  to  nail  this  dirty,   lazy  defense  attorney  to  the  wall   —   i  just  wish  i  could  say  literally, ”     she  jokes  out,    taking  her  last  sip  of  her  cold  soy  latte  before  looking  at  the  other  person,    clear  excitement  in  her  features.     “ so  in  light  of  me  kicking  butt  today,    how  does  a  well  deserved  drink  sound?   my  treat! ”

“   BY  DRINKS  YOU  MEAN  MILKSHAKES,  RIGHT ?   ”    peter  lets  out  a  laugh,   though  happy   for  what  she  had  accomplished  today.    from  what  he’s  observed  in  the  past,  being  a  lawyer  the   easiest  job   to  have.   as  someone  who’s  only  worked  at  a   sandwich  shop   one  summer  piling  deli  meat  on  slices  of  bread,  he  had  to  give  her  credit.    “   but  congratulations  on  nailing  that  sleazy  attorney,   ”    he  mirrors  her  smile   laced  in  excitement.    “   as  much  as  it’d  be  fun  to  celebrate  your  win,  you  wouldn’t  want  to  do  it  with  some  kid,  right ?   i  mean,  i  don’t  even  have  my   driver’s  licence.    ”    the  embarrassment  begins  to  showcase  in  his  expressions  as  he  rocks  his  heels  back  and  forth  from  the  ground.   “   i  have  to  ask  though...   are  you  guys  allowed  to  yell    ‘ OBJECTION ! ’    whenever  you  feel  like  it ?   ‘cause   i  feel  like   i’d  say  it  just  to  say  it.   ”

[bellimie]

#someone give him a hug

[marvelherosource]

#HE DIDN’T COMEBACK FOR THIS SHIT #ALWAYS AN AVENGER

[thwipses]

tigcrisms‌:

          𝐌𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐊 𝐒𝐇𝐄'𝐒 exceptionally good at reading people —— especially so if that person happened to be peter parker. big fat crush on him aside, peter was an awful liar —— from the way his eyes flickered around the room to the way his feet anxiously tapped on the floor. he really would make a terrible policeman, but the thought of him as one was enough to bring a momentary smile to her face. “ the stark internship… right. ” she replied, not even bothering to hide the slight suspicious tone that coated her voice. go ahead and call her paranoid because gods know it wouldn’t be the first time she’d been called it, but ever since the stark internship was suddenly bestowed upon peter like some holy mission, he’d been off. actually, no, scratch that —— even b e f o r e he had gotten the internship he had been acting weird for quiet some time. and, to add to her suspicion, every time peter claimed he had to run off to do something for the so called stark internship, a certain red spandex wearing superhero would be spotted literally swinging through the city not half an hour later. “ well, aside from from a few suspicious looking workers, i’ve got nothing to report. so i’m glad stark enterprises will be very pleased to know that this was, indeed, just another gala held but some rich dude. ”

reaching up to fidget with the chain she wore around her neck, the tall teen would smile weakly at his reassurance. “ i feel like one but… thanks. ” the way her heart flutters at his warm smile was completely undeniable and she feels like her entire nervous system stutters as she tries ( and fails ) to catch his gaze for more than five seconds. “ me too. ” michelle smiles gently. “ i mean, i like being with you as well. it’s definitely make this hellish experience a lot better. ” with a light rose colour now dusting over her dark skin, it would be michelle’s turn to advert her gaze from the him. it was odd, really. how she constantly wanted to hold his gaze but the moment he looks back at her, her heart flew up into her throat and she had to break the gaze. it’s almost as though he was too bright for her to even dare to look at, and he was. he absolutely was. it was his cough that drew her attention back to him and out of her own thoughts, blinking as she listened to him —— she couldn’t help but laugh ever so slightly at his choice of words, a fond smile once again appearing on her lips. “ i’d… much rather spend time with you than with anyone else here so… yeah, i’d really like that. ” she spoke honestly, long fingers moving to rub her left wrist absentmindedly before she gestures with her head towards where she assumed the balcony was. “ lead the way. ”

HE  FEELS  AS  IF  HE’S  IN  A  CRAZY  DREAM.   the  kind  where  he’s   mindlessly  floating   somewhere  in  the  clouds,  with  a  goofy  grin  across  his  lips  fit  for  a   lovesick  idiot.    it  was  all  in  a  good  way  though,  since,  the  girl  of  his  dreams  was  right  there  in  front  of  him.   to  be  honest,  he  didn’t  expect  for  it  to  all  go  so  well.   with  the  way  michelle  portrays  herself  to  be;  closed  off,   mysterious.    he  didn’t  think  someone  like  peter  parker  would  cross  her  mind  even  for  a  second.   if  anything,  she  was  out  of  his  league.   but  maybe  he  was  wrong.   they  were  going  to  hang  out,   alone,   just  the  two  of  them.   peter  had  daydreamed  of  this  moment  for  ages,  and  now  that  it  was  about  to  actually  happen,  it  sets  him  to   panic  mode.    these  daydreams  he  would  have  were  different,  because  he  had   full  control   of  what  was  happening  inside  his  head.   if  something  were  to  go  awry  now,  it  would  be  the  end  of  it.   “   you  do ?   that’s...  really  sweet,  ”   a  nervous  laughter  emits,  fingers  awkwardly  tugging  on  the  sleeves  of  his  dress  shirt.  when  she  asks  to  lead,  he  answers  with  a  small  nod  and  begins  their  walk  to  the  balcony.   no  set  plan  in  mind,   nerves  riding  high.    “   and  for  the  record,   ”   he  speaks  up  to  lay  his  eyes  on  her  again  as they  walk,  feeling  as  if  his  heart’s  ready  to  pounce  off  his  chest.   “   i  think  you’re  the  smartest  person  out  there.   ”

throughout  their  walk,  he  somehow  found  himself  inching   closer   to  her.   to  the  point  where  their  elbows  would  lightly  brush  against  one  another  from  time  to  time,  and  while  it  was   definitely  not  intentional,   the  smile  on  his  face  continues  to  linger.   he  had  nothing  to  say  the  entire  time,  mostly  due  to  the  fact  that  he  was  too  busy  constructing  a  plan  in  his  head.   it  was  his  first  time  being  alone  with  a  girl  he   really   liked,  and  if  all  ends  well,  maybe  he’ll  muster  up  the  courage  to  tell  her  how  he  feels.   maybe  she’ll  feel   the  same  way.    realizing  he’s  getting  too  ahead  of  himself,  peter  focuses  on  something  else.   “   so...   ”   he  tries  to  start  small  talk  as  they  walk  up  the  long  flight  of  stairs.   “   are  you  excited  for  europe ?   i  hear  the  pizza  in  venice  is  awesome.   ”   not  the   coolest   thing  to  talk  about,  she  probably  thinks  he’s  lame  for  thinking  about  pizza  out  all  things,  but  he  was  always  a   nervous  wreck   around  her.   thankfully  they  reached  the  balcony  before  he  could  embarrass  himself  further.   opening  the  door  for  her  before  entering  himself,  he  takes  a  deep  breath  as  he  follows  to  stand  beside  her  again.   “   this  is  so  much  better,   ”   he  takes  in  another  deep  breath  of  the  fresh  air,  glancing  up  to  admire  the  starry  night  sky.   as   beautiful   as  the  night  was,  it  didn’t  compare  to  how  she  looked  tonight.   she  gleamed   brighter   than  the  biggest  star  out  there.  “   mj...  can  i  tell  you  something ?   ”

[thwipses]

exhumcd‌:

“I can’t say the name sounds familiar, but sounds about right. I can’t go anywhere without seeing my father’s name somewhere. He even has his own search engine — can’t escape it.” Jason knows that look, the way this kid was acting because this is how people act when the subject of his death comes up. He was curious, but maybe that’s too personal to talk to a stranger about. So, for now Jason doesn’t pry on that. “Everyone has their opinions on Gotham.  We’re pretty much known for having BATMAN, a murderous clown terrorizing us, a gothic atmosphere, and some urban legends.” He has a grin spread over his face, but he still despised the fact Joker was allowed to run free. He plays it cool though, not wanting to make uncomfortable. “We’re an interesting bunch — us Gothamites.” He feels weird talking about himself so much, but he can see how interested Peter is in the story. “Why not start off with why you’re HERE?”

“   OKAY,  THAT’S  PRETTY  FREAKIN’  SWEET,   ”    peter  says  in  awe,  since,  this   bruce  wayne   guy  seemed  like  the  real  deal.   besides,  it’d  be  cool  to  have  something  to  brag  about  to  ned  after  this  whole  gala  was  over.   “   wait  a  murderous  what ?!    how  did  that  guy  show  up  in  gotham ?   ”   it  was  strange,  wrapping  his  head  around  a  villain  dressed  up  as  a   clown.    “   but  batman  sounds  so  cool,  though.   he  sounds   mysterious,   but  in  like,  the  best  way.   please  tell  me  he  has  wings  and  lives  in  a  cave.   and  that  he  has  super  cool  bat  powers  like   sound  manipulation,   or  something.   either  way,  if  he  has  any  comics  out,  i’m  definitely  reading  them.   and  maybe  visit  gotham  one  day,  y’know,  when  the  clown’s  not  around.   ”    it  was  nice,  being  able  to  sit  and  talk  without  all  the   pressure.    but  as  soon  as  he  was  asked  why  he’s  here,   he  can  feel  his  muscles  tense  up.   spider-man  was  still  a   secret   for  his  to  keep,  and  he  would  exploit  that  for  anyone  he  wasn’t  close  with.   “   i’m...  in  this  internship.   they  asked  me  to  come  and  scope  out  the  place,  see  if  i  can  report  anything  important,   ”   he  lies,  effectively  hopefully.   “   got  anything  to  report ?   ”

[thwipses]

thunderblts‌:

Finally, a moment of peace.

Thor took a long drink from his ale as he relaxed at the bar.  There were so many people, typical of a Friday night at his favorite New York bar.  They kept plenty of beer, so he kept ordering plenty of drinks. He had originally drawn crowds, but the bartenders would let him into a small room in the back if it because oppressive rather than merry. He hadn’t been back since The Snap, but no one brought it up.

Thor’s ideal peace was almost never solitary, so when someone came up next to him, he couldn’t help but interject.

“My friend, you must try their new brew. They’ve done miraculous things with marsh melons.” The bartender chuckled and corrected him with no malice or mockery, so Thor took no offense. “Yes, yes, marshmallows,” Thor laughed. “The sugar treats, they’re in Lucky Charms. Still, it’s a fine brew.”

“   WITH  ALL  DUE  RESPECT  MR.  THOR   sir,  as  much  as  i’d  like  to  try  some  of  that  super  cool  lucky  charm  drink,  it’s...    illegal,    ”   his  expression  turns  apologetic,  while  holding  up  his  iced  soda  the  bartender  had  given  him.   after  a  long  day  of  being  new  york’s   friendly  neighborhood  spider-man,   the  bar  was  the  only  place  that  offered  relaxation  late  in  the  evening.   granted,  peter  was  a  minor,  but   aunt  may  had   somehow   convinced  the  owner  to  keep  him  around.   taking  a  sip  of  his  soda,  he  briefly  flips  his  textbook  to  the  next  page  before  placing  his  focus  back  on  thor.    it  was   weird,   seeing  him  in  real  life.   he  learned  about  him  in  his  classes,  and  seeing  him  in  the  flesh  gives  it  a   whole  new  meaning.    peter  couldn’t  bring  himself  to  come  up  to  him  during  the  funeral  either,  due  to  the  circumstances.   but  the  way  the  god  had  called  him   his  friend   made  his  eyes  beam.   “   i’m  peter  parker,  by  the  way.   really  big  fan  of  yours !   you’re  probably  one  of  the  coolest  avengers  out  there.   can  i  um,  get  an  autograph  or  maybe  a  picture ?   only  if  you’re  totally  cool  with  it  though.   ”

[thwipses]

rowanova‌:

natalia was on the front porch of a coffee bar, eyes focused on a shady character across the way. “you’re making this too easy.” she complained, watching him make a sudden turn down the alleyway. she placed her coffee mug on the table and pushed her chair back, ready to chase the man in question. but as she stepped away from the table, someone else stepped onto her path. “pardon me,” natalia mumbled, hoping they would move aside.

“   HEY,  YOU’RE...   ”   PETER  RECOGNIZES  HER   face,  it  was  one  of  tony’s  friends.    the  black  widow.    he  remembers  her,  since,  they  fought  alongside  one  other  in  berlin.   things  got   complicated   after  that  apparently,  though  tony  never  exactly  spoke  about  it.   rather  than  moving  aside,  curiosity  peaks  and  questions  begin  to  compile  in  his  head.   why  didn’t  he  see  her  during  the  last  fight ?    why  wasn’t  she  in  tony’s  funeral ?    what  exactly   happened ?    “   sorry,  it’s  just  that  no  one’s  heard  from  you  in  a  while,  and...   you  missed  a  lot  of  stuff.   do  you  um,  remember  me  at  all,  miss ?   ”

[thwipses]

cfblackcat‌:

“what did alice once say? curiouser and curiouser? sounds about right.” felicia was looking around someone’s desk, searching through various files and other stuff to find something interesting. “hope they don’t notice me being here, you don’t mind, right?”

“   I’VE ...  NEVER  HEARD  OF  THAT  BEFORE,   ”   peter’s  nose  wrinkles  at  the  other,  meticulously    eyeing    her  every  move.   despite  his  spider-sense  not  picking  up  at  anything  with  her  in  the  room,  the  whole  situation  still    seemed  suspicious.     like  she  didn’t  belong.     “   i   definitely  don’t  mind,  but  the  owner  of  this  desk  might,  and  i  don’t  feel  like  going  to  jail  today.   may’s  making  spaghetti  for  dinner,   ”    he  smiles  innocently  to  mask  feeling    antsy.     “   last  one  to  the  exit  is  a  rotten  egg ?   ”

[spideycentral]

[thwipses]

suchalittlewitch‌:

      carefully, wanda picked at the sleeve of her shirt - the annoyance of the fabric itching at her thoughts as she kept her gaze fixated ahead of her through the window. it’d been what had seemed like forever since she’d returned, since she’d been a guest of this essex man - since she’d lost even more of a part of herself, since… since… since.

      sighing, wanda turned her attention away from the window - realizing that another presence was in the room with her and offered up a distant but friendly smile. “i did not know you were here, i am sorry -” she started, glancing up and over before bringing her gaze back towards the floor. “did you need me?”

          it  took  peter  ten  whole  minutes  of  going  back  and  forth  with  himself,  deciding  whether  or  not  to  approach  the  familiar  face.   he  hasn’t  been  in  contact  with  any  of  the  avengers  since...   that  day  and  even  until  now,  he  isn’t  sure  of  this  was  the  time.   he  didn’t  want  to  be  selfish,  looking  for  that  sense  of  comfort  and  familiarity  when  others  may  not  be  ready  to.

          “   hi  miss,  it’s  uh,  peter  parker ?   we  kinda  met  in  germany,  i  was  the  guy  in  the  red  spider  suit.   ”   he  didn’t  need  his  spider-senses  to  know  that  she  feels  some  sort  of  pain,  which  only  causes  him  to  carry  guilt  for  coming  in  the  first  place.   chewing  on  his  bottom  lip,  he  shyly  places  his  focus  on  the  ground  too  before  speaking.   “   anyway,  i  wanted  to  come  say  hi,  and...  see  how  you  were  doing.   but...  if  you  want  me  to  go,  i  can  too.   ”