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marvel comics meme: eight teams (1/8): cap’s kooky quartet

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A sweet scene between Pietro and Wanda. I like that this comic acknowledges the fact that Pietro was the one who wanted to be an Avenger, instead of Wanda (basically I’m glad that, so far, Pietro isn’t simply written as the evil twin to Wanda’s good twin). 

Hawkeye’s got no faith in the twins. Booo!

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11/11 Pocky’sDay

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You didn’t see that coming? 

Added Pietro to my list of Marvel favorites, so here’s some obligatory doodles from today :)

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I go to the pietro tag for the first time in a week and immediately see discourse I disagree with. Sigh... I need a break from this fandom. Not a break from this blog mind you, I’ll still be on Clint (work has been the cause of slow replies from me, not anything else). But for the last several months, anything related to marvel or marvel fandom not related to my friends has just caused me to be extremely irritated. I’m tired of being pissed off all the time. I’m tired of characters I care about being treated like shit by canon and I’m tired of thinking 75% of people are incorrect with their views of characters. Being so damn salty all the time is not healthy for me.

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Civil War II #6. Where Miles is traumatized by the vision, Ms. Marvel, Nova, Riri Williams and Cyclops go out to find him and adult heroes sit talking and arguing and talking some more and then more talking. Seriously, aside of Captain Hydra’s manipulations and Strange doing one teleportation it feels only young heroes do anything this issue.

Which is probably an improvement.

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Occupy Avengers 001

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         ❝  Awww come on babe. It’s Halloween. Can’t you take pity                     on an old dude like me and share? Its considered creepy                     if I trick or treat. ❞

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“Z’his ee’s mine. Ee’v you want candy, you can go get ee’t yoursel’v.”

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❝  Uh I’m not really a tea kinda guy. Got any coffee instead? ❞

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“I am mak’eeng tea. Dee’d you want any?”

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He can tell Pietro is annoyed, but Clint frankly doesn't care. Besides, he's pretty sure annoyed and irritated is the kid's default emotional state anyways. And after being as much of a pain in the ass as he is, Clint is actually quite happy to make his life a little more miserable.

              ::  Yes I must. Gotta let everyone here know I give                  a shit about you being included. Even if they don't                  want me to. Trust me, it'll give you a bit more freedom                  faster.  ::

The Avengers and SHIELD won't like it, but again, Clint likes pissing everyone off that he doesn't like. It is calculated though. They'll get mad at him, give him a stern talking to, but they will be forced to include Pietro into their business on a simple account of what he knows he can't unknow. The more Pietro is included, the closer he can get to people and search their brains.

No matter how much he would prefer to avoid Pietro considering… recent developments… he still knows Pietro is a tool to be used. A powerful tool that Clint plans on getting as much mileage out of as absolutely possible.

            ❝   Well we were tracking down a lead that Tony had left                          over from his own adventures. Some Scientist group that's                          trying to reform. Their original leader went koo-koo a year                           or 2 ago and we're just making sure they aren't going down                          the world domination route. ❞

Clint shrugs and goes back to his bowl, slurping soup down quickly. More quickly than necessary but he honestly is really hungry.

           ::  I'll be looking in and see if Hydra knows anything              about them. I don't think Stark found anything, but              who knows, maybe they're good at hiding shit. Could              be useful. ::

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Words, words, words. Honestly most of what Barton says goes in one ear and out the other. It’s useless prattling. Meaningless small talk. If he doesn’t filter it out it’s all liable to give him a headache, and he really doesn’t need one of those just now. Now on top of everything else he’s been dealing with. But regardless he makes the appropriate shrug or nod of his head, to keep his part in this twisted play legitamate. Taking a bite of his soup at regular intervals. Unaware just how hunched over it, he’s gotten in the process.

       Wanna hear about the mission I was just on?  Everyone’s gettin’ debriefed on it, so I might as well share with you.

Pietro’s initial response, the one he has to choked down along with a bit of carrot, would have been a resounding no. He’s absolutely no interest at all in what the archer and his friends have been doing. Mostly because he highly doubts it has anything to do with what he’s supposed to be doing, but also because he really doesn’t want to listen to the asshole talk. Barton loved the sound of his own voice entirely too much, and it is not an attribute Pietro shares with him at all. But the younger has a role to play doesn’t he? And so in the spirit of that role, he looks up from his bowl briefly. Feigned curiousity in his expression.

         “Da? Why were you gone so long?”                          :: M u s t  you? ::

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Mission Hills WCPA 2016 - Match Day 1 [x]

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'Unused to this sort of communication'

Clint raises a brow at that. What could they mean by communication. They can't mean the language since the device Tasha is using is supposed to overcome any differences in that. Could they just mean talking? Apparently its not just Clint that finds that a bit odd as well, cause a quick glance over at Bruce show's he's jotting some notes down.

However Tasha doesn't seem phased at all. He's pretty sure she's encountered some pretty strange things in her travels. Hell, this isn't even close to the weirdest Clint has seen. At least these… he assumes Sokovians… are humanoid. They've had a few experiences talking to species that most  resemble blobs and jellyfish. Trying to communicate to people without a face? Now that's challenging.

Tasha pulls up the language device again and speaks just as pleasantly.

          "There's no worry. As members of the intergalactic council                   we are quite accustomed to meeting peoples different                   from our own."

She takes a moment to introduce the whole team, going into to detail with each of them, explaining their job. To assure them they mean well, she starts with Steve and Thor so these people will worry less about the fact that they are actually armed. When she gets to Tony though, that’s about when Clint zones out.

First contact is never the most exciting part of the job.  Yeah maybe it was the first 10 times but by now its pretty routine. Tasha explains the council… Tasha finds out what the people need. Yada yada.

So Clint takes this moment to look around, to really take in the new planet all around him. Definitely the greenest planet he's seen in a while. Part of Clint wonders how it would compare to old Earth cause this planet looks like one of the reservation parks from his home planet on steroids. In the distance he catches glimpse of huge rolling hills, which don't exactly look natural. If he looks close enough, he can see a sheen on the sides of one… is that… glass? Huh. Maybe that was town? He'd imagine it would have to be close with all these inhabitants out here.

Because of all these thoughts, he's completely checked out of the conversation. That is until Tasha takes his arms and tugs him closer, his attention snapping to the conversation. Tasha looks at him, as if she's well aware he hadn't been paying any attention.

         "Is there someone Clint here can talk to? He's the one to really                  get the lay of the land and I promise he's friendly when he's                  paying attention."

Her teasing is obvious but he doesn't mind it. They're pretty damn good friends and besides, she is right. He should be focusing on the job. Holding up a communicator of his own, he joins in.

        ❝   Uh, yep. I'm the people person and part time cartographer. ❞

From The Stars

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Inktober prompt 10: Jump

ft Everyone’s favorite archer

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INDEPENDENT KAEL’THAS SUNSTRIDER RP

❝ There is a hunger now that has hardened our hearts.  ❞ 

-    5+ years rp experience -    oc/crossover friendly -    multiverse -    semi-selective -    mun is 18+ 

             —- ✹ home ✹ rules ✹ about ✹ —

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He catches her words and can’t help but be puzzled by them as he slips inside the warm cabin room. Oh man, this feels like its going to be serious talk and he’s stuck in the ugliest Christmas sweater he could find at the store. Well, no one could ever claim Clint’s life wasn’t interesting. A sigh passes through his lips as he settles down beside her.

              ❝  Gotta say I’m flattered, but there has to                            be better people to run to. ❞

blue eyes focused out the window of the ski chalet, a glass of chardonnay in her hand as she heard him come in, but kept her eyes focused on the snow falling outside, sipping her glass before speaking.     ❛     every time i ran, i ran to you.     ��