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[unrivalled-asks]

Steven Grant weighed in on the Timestream battles:

[moongirlwidow]

Open RP: Caps Up

When you get to Vera’s graduation party, it’s held in the back of her cabin

The atmosphere is happy, and she’s got music playing while she cooks and laughs with her guests, her cap still on her head. After four years of highschool she’s graduated, and she’s happy as ever.

Even after the breakup with Peter caused by danger and necessity, she’s slowly trying to keep moving, just how he would have wanted. It’s hard, watching her and MJ mourn while knowing their former partner is lost to them all. But she’s been keeping her head high, and MJ is too.

There’s a new Peter around, one who isn’t quite the same but they get along with. He’s mourning his own universe too, and they aren’t together like that. But the three of them get along, in the quiet, reliable way that comes only from shared experiences. He lost the love of his life, and they both lost one of theirs

When you’ve noticed it all, you can quickly find three main spots people are grouped — around the grill where she is, the circle of chairs around a fire pit, and some yard games in the further area of the lawn before the woods start

@verygoodlawyer @goddessof-death @goddess-of-birds @of-chaos-and-loyalty @the-best-duck-tamer @redroom-peterparker @official-buckybarnes @proud-owner-0f-americas-ass @call-me-web-head @foggy-nelson-real

[dreamsofgoldenvoids]

why

[windowshards]

@tony-stark-official

@supremest-sorcerer

[tony-stark-official]

Mr stark what’s the probability of me doing a fuck ton backflips off the Empire State Building before I reach the danger point

How many could I do?

-Peter

Alright.

The Empire State is 381 meters at the top floor, and it takes about 400 meters to reach terminal velocity. Using the formula for total time, t = √(2h/g), we can determine that it takes roughly 8.81 seconds to fall from the top of the building (excluding drag because it's late and I'm tired assume a spherical cow or smth).

If we say a backflip takes around .6 to .7 seconds, you could fit around 12 to 14 full backflips into that timeframe. Gotta be careful on the timing though, you have to stick the landing.

Big challenge though: even though you won't reach terminal, you'll still be going at about 43.2 meters per second- about as fast as your average car on the highway. That's gonna be a hard fall.

I'd recommend against it, but I know you. So just be careful for the love of god.

[hotguy-torch]

Doctor Doom is a bitchass motherfucker and he pissed on my fucking wife, that's right, he took his

[avengers-tower-official]

Who's the most chaotic person in the tower?

*o| Tony Stark / Iron Man |o*

Seeing as everyone else is just gonna say me, IM answering this one because I’ll give you an unbiased answer: It’s Thor. Without a doubt it’s Thor.

The man gets some leeway considering he’s from another planet, and I can’t prove it, but I swear he uses it to his advantage. If none of us cook he will exclusively eat pop tarts and nothing else. I’ve told him to just ask Jarvis to order him take out, but does he do it? No. He just keeps eating pop tarts. We figured out he absolutely cannot be given caffeine because the last time Nat offered him a coffee, he almost accidentally fried everyone in the building.

In one breath he’ll go from talking with me about whatever project I’m working on, with… a surprisingly comprehensive understanding, actually, he’s smarter than I first gave him credit. But then he’ll look outside and start talking with a bird. I cannot stress this enough: not at, with. He said it was something to do with his all-speak? The cheat code that lets him talk to anyone. And I want to believe him, really I do, but what the fuck. He leaves his hammer in the most obnoxious places, and then says he forgot we couldn’t lift it (??????).

His brother is practically a chaos god. He spent what, a thousand years with him? I think he’s picked up some traits off of him. None of the actively homicidal ones at least so sure, I’ll take it. But anyone who says I’m the most chaotic force in the house and doesn’t at least mention Thor is lying.

[team-red-askblog]

Last month, the group named “Team Red” was born due to Spider-Man’s fall out with the Avengers. Though recently, the internet and the city of New York haven’t been so pleased with the group’s attempts to be heroic role models. Peter, even with all his grading he must do for his college students, has been more than confused on how this problem had an uprising. Matt, who is trying to figure out who this new "Team Green" is, hasn’t been so pleased from the backlash they have got from the X-Men due to a certain member of the team. While Wade has made an ask blog Tumblr account to fix all his problems.

ASK BOX IS OPENED! ASK AWAY TO START THE PLOT!

[wolverineism]

Wade is keeping me up, the fucker. He’s playing something on his phone - he’s asking me to open his card packs. I’m indulging him so he’ll shut up.

[keenerspotatogun]

@dumbgreenmutt42 i was crafting and it SNAPPED

[nighttimewitchgirl]

Hello there beautiful witch. I am Vlad nice to meet you

@random-marvel-kid

Oh~ 🤭 such a gentleman

And hello to you too~ it’s lovely to make your acquaintance *bows for dramatic effect*

[unrivalled-asks]

We asked Dr. Strange about his views on the team:

[moongirlwidow]

Open RP - All Welcome

TW: death, grief

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The news had come at night.

TV programs interrupted their soap operas. Newspapers scrambled to write. Memorials formed faster than anyone could remember before

Three Avengers had died. Natalia Alianova Romanova, the Black Widow. Yelena Belova, the White Widow. James Buchanan Barnes. The Winter Soldier and White Wolf. Died at a battle against an unknown species let in by portals in New York City. The three Avengers off of a press tour

Well, four. Their youngest sister had been there. Darling of the media, headstrong, just eighteen. Vespers Volkov, the Winter Widow. Their pride and joy, all of their best parts, they had said. Considered retired after an injury who had swung in. Fighting like greasefire, trained by the Avengers, the Soviets, HYDRA, even the goddess of Death had trained her.

It wasn’t enough. Her siblings died and were in Valhalla, she said, as she handled the press, the proceedings. Silent, poised, firm. Their chief mourner.

She arranged all the proceedings,silently. Calm, almost, never cracking.

She turned down state funerals from twenty countries, instead taking them to a beautiful place in the mountains, near the memorial of May Parker in her mountain house, the one her siblings had helped her build from scratch. Only handpicked reporters allowed.

-🥀-

On the day of the funeral, people cried. They called it a beautiful service, an honor to attend. The caskets were attended by a unit of Widows. Steve Rogers and Sam Wilson carried the casket of James Barnes with them. Tony Stark helped carry Natalia’s, alongside Clint Barton. Yelena Belova’s was carried by Kate Bishop. Her golden retriever following behind with Vera.

Eulogies were given. Empty offers of help, condolences. She didn’t speak. Just nodded and watched the graves fill, the stones find position.

Left alone, standing in the rain, a black armband over a black coat. The hour glass widow’s wore embroidered, a widow fallen. Below it, a second. The star of the Winter Soldier. Silent remembrance.

She had fought the courts loudly the days after their death, their next of kin was her she argued. Until no one tried to take their weapons and suits and her brother’s arm for display.

But when it all was quiet, she was alone. Completely alone, as she felt it.

No-pressure tags:

@goddessof-death @official-buckybarnes @clintbarton-thearrowguy @truthful-timmy-of-saskatoon @imnothulk @definitelynot-peterp4rker @the-best-duck-tamer @verygoodlawyer

[dreamsofgoldenvoids]

Thinking about finding a hobby, I just sit in the avengers tower all day.

[windowshards]

[purpleprincessonfyre]

Its currently Daddy Issues Awareness Day- sorry Father's Day here on my side of the pond so instead of moping and listening to angry songs and crying over great Dad Representation...I wrote a fic. Enjoy.

Marvel AU - This Day Is Going To Be Perfect

Ship: BrightBlaze (Ethan Lensherr and Liane Felton)

Features: Liane Felton, Rochelle Romanoff-Felton, Stella Strange, Jason 'JJ' Underwood, Belladonna Felton

Mentions: Mia Parker, Ethan Lensherr

Setting: The wedding of Liane Felton and Ethan Lensherr, morning

"Almost there," Rochelle said from behind Liane, carefully tightening the back of the dress. "And done! Just uh don't sneeze or breathe too hard?" She suggested as Liane chuckled. "Thanks Cuz," she smiled, turning to the tall mirror to admire her reflection. It was finally happening. The day she'd dreamt of since she was small. It had certainly changed a lot over the years, it was a lot more pink in her old Pinterest boards but as she admired her white gown, her styled hair and veil, and her makeup, she couldn't have been happier to be marrying the man she loved.

"The car will be here soon, when you hear the horn, you better get in the elevator." Stella warned, touching up Liane's hair one last time. "I mean it, fashionably late may work for you but we are on a strict schedule and Mia will not appreciate if you throw off her plan." She said sternly as Liane smiled. "Of course, no worries. I just..need a moment I guess?" She says as the girls nod. "We'll be outside if you need us." Rochelle nodded as they left her to it. Once again, Lia looked at her reflection in the glass. Everything was perfect. Right? Even Belladonna wasn't making a fuss about the dress or duties, she was finally gonna have her fairytale wedding. But something was still missing.

There was a knock on the door as Liane adjusted the tiara in her curls as she heard the voice of Jason Underwood. "Am I permitted to see her Brideliness?" He teased as Liane chuckled. "Yeah, come in," she said, as the door opened and he let out a wolf whistle. "My my my, Ethan is going to want to sweep you up to the Bridal Suite as soon as he sees you, darlin'." He smiled as Liane blushed. "Thank you," she said but there was still an air of sadness in her eyes as JJ paused and sat on the bed.

"Now don't tell me you gone and got cold feet, you know how hard Mia's worked," he started as Liane shook her head. "No no, nothing like that I swear." She said as she came to sit by him. "So what is it? You're bummed Taylor Swift didn't RSVP?" He jokes as Liane looks at her hands. "The one thing I can't have...is my Dad. To give me away. Walk me down the aisle." She said as JJ stopped and frowned a little. "That embezzling, law breaking, money laundering son of a bitch? You really want him here?" He said, as Liane sighed. "I know, he's in jail. But I wanted...to have a Dad to do that for me. Someone who's been there and been my rock to walk me down that aisle."

JJ nodded in understanding, taking a second as he took a deep breath and took Liane's hand carefully. "Well, I hate to be forward but, I can do that. Walk you down the aisle. Travel in the car with you. Hell, you give me enough to drink I'll even make a speech!" He said as Liane looked up, almost on the brink of tears as she laid eyes on him. "You'd do that? For me?" She said as he wiped at her tears kindly. "Darling if it means you're happy and you ain't feeling sad on your special day, then I'd be honoured to do that." He smiled as Liane wrapped her arms around him in a hug tight as JJ eventually joined in, holding her close. "Hey now, no tears, cmon don't ruin all that makeup before your pictures Blondie," he said as they pulled away and Liane fanned her eyes.

"I'm fine, I'm fine, oh God its okay," she said as she wiped away any sign of tears and smiled. "Thank you JJ, I appreciate it." He smiled back. "Of course." Just as they'd settled, the sound of a car horn was heard through the window. An emphatic one. Liane sighed, smiling. "That's my cue," she chuckled, heading for the door as JJ picked up her train and carried it out for her.

"Alright people, let's get this Bride to the altar, hop to it!" JJ said as the bridesmaids all hurried into the elevator with Liane down to the car as Liane gave JJ a small smile before the lift descended. Belladonna carefully stepped closer to Liane, taking her hand for a moment. "You look beautiful, Mom." Was all she said as Liane smiled and kissed her forehead. As Liane climbed into that car surrounded by her bridesmaids and her family, blood and found, for the first time in years, Liane Felton felt so truly and deeply loved by the ones who mattered most.

Well that's curbed MY Daddy Issues nicely, hope you like it!

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