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fearlessmuses · 1 year ago
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🔬 ───── wanda had been with him for a bit now and he found himself often drawn towards her in a manner he could not ... completely explain. he supposed he could relate to her and there was a level of respect he did not have for most people. she was one a hero shot down by her own fellow heroes all because of some complex choices. he could see her side though, more than most people might. "well wanda tell me .... " his voice trailed off slowly. "have you been able to make yourself at home and become comfortable here?" he asked the infamous scarlet witch. he'd kept to himself in this place but he was not lost on the prosect of heroes and everything. he'd tangled with his own .... heroes. he'd been villain to some, he considered himself so much more. but is past experiences were what helped him to understand wanda.
@atimebomb ♥ for a starter from victor von doom for wanda maximoff
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beingabadass · 1 year ago
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“You can argue with me all you want but you and I both know that the Wakandan tech doesn’t lie, and it says I beat you by .002 seconds.” It was taking everything to keep a straight face. “So just admit it babe, I’m a faster flyer.”
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shefatalesarch · 2 years ago
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HE SAW THE NEWS AND EVERYTHING ELSE. it wasn't hard to put a few things together that in his time certain ... children left in care that was not his own were findng the means to their power. maybe he should have been there, but at the end of the day, he was no hero. he was the opposite certainly. to most people, except some of his own ... people. although not all of them agreed with his way of thinking either. "i think it's about time you found this place." his sanctuary, was a haven for someone like her now wasn't it. the former hero turned .... villain. much like her own father he supposed. "we should talk, wanda."
@atimebomb ♥ for a starter from erik lehnsherr for wanda maximoff
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ravagercherri · 1 year ago
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they always went ahead and did things without her. Granted , there was something for her to actually do this time , a simple repair that Rocket said she would be able to handle. Yeah , of course she'd be able to handle it , but it didn't mean that she didn't get jealous about going off with them. Her bitter attitude masks an obvious worry that always erupted when the group went off without her. What would she do if something happened? She'd been sleeping a lot more recently , the medication that they had snagged from a neighboring planet had done it's job but it still took a toll on her body.
It's a genuine curiosity by nature when everyone leaves the ship , for her to look around , to explore , Drax wouldn't notice if she touched a few things , if she was nosy.
Cherri halts in her tracks , keeping herself steady with her cane , and she would smile.
" they left ya' all alone too , huh? Aren't they tha' worst? "
@atimebomb ( for groot!! )
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ihadnothing · 1 year ago
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It was the first time in months, that the team had been able to get a crappy motel for the night. Most of the team had gone straight to bed, but Natasha was still awake and apparently so was Steve.
Passing the super soldier a beer she'd been able to buy the black widow shrugged.
"I know you can't get drunk, which by the way is bullshit, but I figured this was better than drinking alone."
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labwebs · 2 years ago
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@atimebomb​ asked: "you okay?" / peter 2 @ peter of your choice :)
Peter shrugged and shook his head, feet dangling over the edge of the rooftop that they were sitting on. “I dunno,” he said honestly. “I mean I’ve... sorta got things figured out. ‘s not as much of a struggle to make rent, I’ve found some cheap and easy to make meals so I’m not eating frozen waffles all the time, and I’m working on applying to some schools for next fall, but...” He glanced down, fidgeting with his still-gloved hands. He loved this part of his life- getting to help people and doing his part to keep the city safe. Most days it was all he wanted to do. But...
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“I know it’s been a... bit over a year, but it- it still hurts like it was yesterday. I-” Peter cut himself off, angrily rubbing at tears that’d sprung up unbidden. “I miss May so much. And... I dunno, I thought that time was supposed to help but it just- And then MJ and Ned but I- I don’t want them to get hurt if they remember me and... I- I dunno, man.”
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heartsbreaking-migrated · 2 years ago
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@atimebomb sent how does a man get shot from the front and have the body land here? / natasha
"trajectory i think, and a little creativity." yelena looked at the body and then walked around him. "he may have been top heavy with that backpack," she added as she holstered her gun. "he stumbled back a bit and now he's here." she shrugged. it was admittedly a skill that the body had covered such a distance. "like you could do any better," she nudged natasha's shoulder as she fell in step with her.
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acourtcfmuses · 2 years ago
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@atimebomb​ asked: "I will always step between you and something like that." / pietro @ wanda
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“I don’t want you to get hurt because of me.” she told her twin gently. She would rather get hurt and then spend time healing than the possibility of losing him because he took a hit meant for her. “I need you to stay safe, for me?” she asked gently. He was the only family she had left. If she lost him? She didn’t know how she would cope. “Promise me you’ll try to keep safe?”
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toxintouches · 2 years ago
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“It’s the beginnin’ of a new year.” An for once, Rogue felt hopeful. There was something about New Year’s Eve, like a slate that was wiped clean and the potential for a new beginning. Rogue knew that it wasn’t the truth, but it didn’t minimize her hopefulness. “Got any New Year’s resolutions?” They never worked, but it was nice to dream that something could change; that a new chapter could finally start.
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normaltothemax · 2 years ago
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It had been about an hour since she’d first landed in a crouch on the railing of Harry’s balcony. During that time, she’d tried to quiet her thoughts, to dampen the ache in her chest, by watching the sun as it set over the city. Harry wasn’t home, shouldn’t be for a while, still. That was the only reason she’d actually come. Having followed him for a few days, now---keeping back as far as she possibly could, of course, so as not to be caught---Max wanted more. She wanted to be closer. After all, Harry was safe. Familiar. Her friend.
Only he wasn’t.
Those were Peter’s thoughts. His memories. Harry didn’t know who she was, and he’d be freaked out if he knew she’d been following him around for so long, like a creepy stalker. Her own muddled and confused thoughts and feelings didn’t matter; what mattered was that she didn’t want to scare him. She should have just left him alone from the start, would have left him alone, but... 
But he was safe familiar her friend possibly her only chance at survival.
Her spider sense gave a low hum in the back of her mind: a warning. Not of danger, just that someone was near. She should go. She shifted, stretching her muscles, stiff from keeping her position on the railing for so long. Preparing to leave, she gave the balcony doors on last longing glance---
Only to find them already open, one Harry Osborn standing in the doorway, his eyes locking onto her own. Panic flooded her body and she froze, mind racing with conflicting thoughts, filling with memories not of her own. She had to leave. She couldn’t leave. Two words bubbled up inside her, pushed their way past her lips without her consent, her voice rough from disuse:
“Hi Harry...”
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fearlessmuses · 1 year ago
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✨ ───── stephen was quiet for a minute as he seemed to assess everything before he turned his attention towards tony. "i wish i could offer better news, and having been where you are once before, i do believe what you're doing now is the best you can do." he offered as he looked upon the man whom he had quickly become close to. he respect tony, they understood each other, they were similar. they could connect in manners people would never expect. "you have to find your own way back to comfort, acceptance, tony." he confessed as he drew back from the arm that had been damaged so intensely by the snap he used to save them. "i found .... magic and even that did not heal me, it ... helped me feel less ... broken." he confessed. his hands still had their aches, still hurt, still shook, especially in heavy battles, but he found something to make it not destroy him as it had been. "i suppose ironman is not that thing anymore ....?" he inquired slowly. he couldn't imagine what trying to use that suit would feel like with an arm that could not pull its weight.
@atimebomb ♥ for a starter from stephen strange for tony stark
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marvclsiums · 2 years ago
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@atimebomb​​​​​ / nebula ♥’d for a starter from gamora!
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Gamora didn’t think Nebula would be this STUBBORN. Maybe it’s just a part of her sister that belongs to what Gamora considers the future, like pretty much everything else. That’s why she can’t stay with the Guardians; the Gamora they knew is dead. It’d be much easier if they understand that, and agree to just move on with their lives. It’d be much easier to never cross path again.
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“Listen to me.” She starts. Her voice is CALM, even if it hurts her to see the sadness in her sister’s eyes. “It will be easier for all of us if we part. You guys shouldn’t try to find me again. I’m not... I’m not the me who fought with the Guardians. I’ll never be. I’m sorry for that, but it’s the truth. You know it, Nebula.” 
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shefatalesarch · 2 years ago
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STEPHEN LOOKED OVER THE SCANS before an honest sigh escaped from him. he could understand tony reaching out and seeking all professional opinions all things considered but stephen wasn't so sure he'd have the news tony might hope for. what was worse? maybe that was what tony expected, that stephen would give it to him straight. "i'm not sure what you're hoping i can say, stark, your lucky to even be alive, for that perhaps you should count your blessings and let it be."
@atimebomb ♥ for a starter from stephen strange for tony stark
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iamdarcylewis · 2 years ago
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@atimebomb's brunnhilde said: "It's truly a wonder that you're still alive."
Maybe a few years ago, Darcy would've been offended but now? After who knows how many alien invasions, being stuck and brainwashed in a little town, yakuza, codes, fires, and god knows what was coming next, Darcy was surprised herself.
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"It's truly a mystery, or there's something looking after me and might quit any second now." Who knows? Maybe she'd fall down the stairs and die right there.
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inhcritance · 1 year ago
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@atimebomb liked for a starter! (For Norman)
The laboratory is never fully silent. There's always the soft hum of electronics, the quiet whir of machinery or the soft crackle of sketches on paper, because no matter how advanced the holotable Norman has, Harry still thinks best with pencil and paper.
The room is mostly quiet, however, and the faint noises are not enough to wake Harry up, head resting over an arm and arms over dozens of scribbled formulas, of ideas and attempts and considerations that exhaustion had not let Harry continue.
He only blinks awake as he hears steps approaching, and even then it takes him a moment to be fully aware of them. But he recognizes them.
"Dad?" He mumbles, stifling a yawn, and only then realizing he'd fallen asleep hunched over the desk. For a moment he considers pretending otherwise, then he abandons the idea. It's far from the first time it happens anyway.
On the corner, alone and safe and away, and as dreaded as it is hope, rests a sealed pale green vial.
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labwebs · 2 years ago
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@atimebomb​ asked: “Here’s some ice for that.” / MJ @ Peter 1
“Thanks,” Peter said with a half-smile, wincing as the first shock of cold hit his skin. Healing fast didn’t mean he didn’t have to take care of his injuries... though occasionally he was guilty of doing little more than cleaning up a bit and passing out for a few hours. Plus not having to walk around with a black eye any longer than necessary was good, too. Sure, people knew now but he really didn’t like being asked questions about it by complete random strangers. Or classmates that’d regularly put him down at every given moment before his identity had been outed. This year was already going to be awful- Flash’s obsession with Spider-Man and being seen as Peter’s ‘friend’ was going to make it even more annoying.
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“‘m just glad the lenses didn’t break. Not sure I wanna test how well my eyes heal like that.”
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