#marvelsior

[blondiespider]

@marvelsior liked for a one-liner

"Well, I certainly know how the Peters felt now."

[sensesdialed-aa]

@marvelsior​ // nwh/post nwh based sc. (CLOSED)

    “I’M SORRY...” The apology is said quietly, with a certain air of exhaustion that’s been weighing on him since all of this begun, only growing heavier as the months pass and everything only seems to get even harder. Legality may no longer be an issue, but that doesn’t mean Beck’s final act of revenge doesn’t FOLLOW him through everything now. The words still reverberate through Peter’s head, both of the clip he’s seen more times than he can count and every single jab thrown towards him and his loved ones. This isn’t only about him... with his mistakes, Peter has managed to drag down EVERYONE around him. Court troubles, college admissions, even walking around in public: a hassle at best and downright dangerous at worst. And it’s all because he still hasn’t managed to FIX any of this.  

         “I’m so sorry, for... all of this— this is my mess, and I- I’ve dragged you into it, I dragged everyone into it, and-” Breath hitches in his throat, chest tight ( it feels like his ribcage is squeezing him, like his lungs are caving in underneath all the guilt pressing on his chest ), and Peter pauses to try and collect himself. “That’s not fair. I don’t know how, but... I’m gonna fix all of this, I promise. I have to.” 

[arxchnoverturea]

@marvelsior​ gets a thing 

+ “ Don’t take it so PERSONALLY. Everyone’s a kid to me anymore. Comes with the territory. “ 

[unpaidpiper]

@marvelsior​ liked for a starter:

“Here’s the plan: there is no plan. There is a goal: not dying, and if we die, die quickly.”

[runawayagent]

“actually… i just miss you.”-Sarah

@marvelsior

“I know, I miss you, too,” Charlotte said into her phone, sitting down on the edge of her hotel bed. The Avengers had sent her and a few others to a meeting with the UN, but Sarah had to stay behind. Neither of them liked being separated from the other for long, but thankfully this trip wasn’t longer than a couple days.

“I’ll be home soon, and then we can spend all the time we want together.” A smile pulled at her lips. “Are you behaving yourself, baby?”

[fxledheroes]

+ @marvelsior​ liked for a starter from Jean

+ “ Are we going to do this right here ? “

[stark-industries-intern]

AFTERMATH:~ Closed Prompt for @marvelsior continued from:-

Peter kept her red-eyed gaze as she digressed into a state of self-depreciation, brown hues never wavering from her watery smile to look at the numerous images behind her; brought up by the mere flick of her wrist to sketch her on goings over the past five years. It wasn’t until another hiccup wracked her frame, did Peter manage to act, shifting a little on his socked feet to throw his backpack in the open closet to his left so that he could take its place on his desk chair. A deft silence then settled over the two of them, broken only by Gwen’s sombre, little hitches of breath and the sound of the train rattling on its tracks a few blocks from where Peter was staying.

Leaning forward in his seat, elbows coming to rest on his overcrowded desk, Peter’s gaze then flickered from her damp cheeks to finally view what seemed to be Newspaper headings and crime scene photos, every subsequent image more gruesome than the next. It was surreal to think that the culprit was the sad girl sitting in front of him, surreal to think that she could ever do something like that to another person, notwithstanding the fact that (at least from what Peter could see from his angle) every scarred body belonged to that of a vicious criminal. Peter knew that that was no excuse, that two wrongs didn’t necessarily make a right. He also knew that the weight of that which was done couldn’t be made right over a simple text message but he somehow had to try get through to her no matter how high (low) Peter Parker ranked on the socially inept scale. He couldn't just loose another person he cared about. Not like this. Taking a breath, Peter’s fingers started to tap against his desk whilst he relented his grip around his phone.

“Uh…Karen?” The teen finally broke the spell of silence, an awkward pull of muscle lifting the boy’s lips into a forlorn smile as his gaze altered from the bottom corner of his screen back to the girl’s red-rimmed hues. “Its okay Peter, an audio link has been established via both channels.” Peter blinked, mouth parting to thank the AI for the clarification, before her words and their meaning resonated within the depths of his mind. Oh man he hoped to god , Mr Stark didn’t actually take this protocol for a test drive because a live feed was bad yeah, but audio, that was just so much worse! He was definitely grilling his AI about the protocols later because what the HELL.

Shifting a little, the teen cleared his throat instead, tongue twisting over what he had to say. “I mean…yeah…that’s, that’s bad, very bad.” Peter’s fingers stilled and lifted to gesture toward the many images flickering behind the Spider-woman. “—And I’m so very sorry that you had to go through that and for whatever part I played in it. You didn't deserve to be left alone. No one did."

A small, hefty pause.

“You should know however that friendship isn’t just defined by the good parts, but by the bad parts as well.” Peter’s small smile curled into an embarrassed grimace, stare lowering to settle on his keypad before he continued. “Ned’s little sister threw up on me once during one of our many Star Wars marathons. Granted we were in charge of looking after her and we probably shouldn’t have pumped her so full of sugar so close to her bedtime; but do you have any idea how bad it is to have half-digested Astros dribbling down your back. It was so gross I still have nightmares about it. We definitely hit a rough patch in our friendship after that, since Ned can’t handle the smell of vomit and followed his kid sister’s example shortly after--Hightened senses aside we somehow pulled through the initial trauma of it all.” Peter’s gaze finally lifted; his expression one of utmost sincerity despite his horrible analogy, whilst his head cocked to the side.

“We’ll pull through too, you know. I don’t think that you’re a monster, not when you still feel so guilty over it. Just don’t use this to push me away. I can’t help if you won’t let me, Gwen.”

[penguinpositivity]

I want to give some love to @atimebomb, @solariic, @sensesdialed, @rcscue, @foundedshield, @thundice, @spaceveiins, @symboltothenation, @writermoore, @warmrage, @asglory, @marvelsior, @madebythejungle, @phillipjcoulson AND EVERYONE ELSE ON THAT ONE DISCORD SERVER. THEY'RE BABES. ALL OF THEM DESERVES TONS AND TONS OF LOVE.

[spidxr3]

@marvelsior​ hit the heart!

“Whoaaa... it’s like cross species genetics on my world!”

[genotypiic-a]

“sarah, out with it already.” he’s grown exasperated by the feeling of her eyes trained on him as he’s working. charles looks up at her over the rim of his glasses. “what is it?”

@marvelsior // liked for a starter!!!

[sensesdialed-aa]

@marvelsior​ asked: HAPPY BIRTHDAY PETEY!!!! -covers in presents and baked goods-Love, me and all my muses <3 // peter birthday !!

  “WOW, this is— this is insane!” Peter can’t help but SMILE at the sight, almost overwhelmed by the sheer amount of love and appreciation. It really does lift him up, though. “Th- thank you?! You didn’t have to do all of this for me! But...I really appreciate it, it’s amazing!”

[arxchnoverturea]

+ @marvelsior​ I Continued from here ( X )

+ It had been a LONG TIME since Rachel had exerted her powers to the degree she had on the mission. She’d heard stories from MOM Jean that she herself had experienced the same thing numerous times in her life. Still, hearing about it second-hand and EXPERIENCING it first-hand were two entirely different things. “ If you were KITTY , that would be make sense. “

[metalarmmantm-archive]

@marvelsior​ said:

✿ +that particularly nasty scar on his palm/wrist in that one pic (Sarah)

SEND ✿ + A BODY PART FOR MY MUSE’S REACTION TO YOURS KISSING A SCAR THEY HAVE ON THAT BODY PART

Bucky tensed visibly at the brushing of her lips to the scar on his wrist, his jaw clenching as he forces himself to breathe slowly through his nose. His eyes closed while memories of inflicting the wound appear behind his eyelids. He’s never told her where they came from, and he’s still not sure he’s ready to share that with her so he forces the pictures back in to the compartment locked in the back of his head. “Tickles,” his voice is gruff, chest heaving slightly with the effort to keep himself calm.

[sadtm]

@marvelsior gets noah for gwen !! 

       “you sure you’re not SICK of me yet??” brows raise as he moves forward, arms wrapping around her waist. he pulls gwen close, pressing a kiss to her cheek. they had not lived together long, only for a couple of months. it was NICE, comforting for him. 

[runawayagent]

ღ-from Sarah ofc

@marvelsior

Charlotte always looked forward to their date nights, especially after long days in the office. She was so happy with Sarah, happier than she had ever been with anyone else. Ever since the two of them got together, things in Charlotte’s life had felt so easier, and she herself almost felt lighter. 

Before the two walked back into their apartment, Charlotte pulled on Sarah’s arm to turn the other around. Gently taking the woman’s face into her hands, she leaned in, and pressed her lips to Sarah’s in a long, lingering kiss.

“You know I love you, right?” Charlotte asked once she had pulled away, smiling.

[beautyminded]

@marvelsior/ liked this starter call

“ So Peter and May came over this weekend. He told my mom he had something important he needed to talk to her about. I tried to eavesdrop on the three of them but he shooed me away,” Morgan explained as she sipped her smoothie.  His spider powers meant she could never get away with trying to eavesdrop or sneak around if he didn’t want her to. ” Do you have any idea what that could possibly mean? He didn’t seem upset or anything. Do you guys have news to tell us?” she said wiggling her eyebrow playfully at the older woman.