#remot sencing

[danishmurad68]

I will do gis mapping, spatial analysis, remote sensing, geospatial,satellite analyst

[geographicbook]

Atmospherically Resistant Vegetation Index (ARVI)

By Mohini Rajaram Sutar 1. What is ARVI? ARVI is a vegetation index developed by Kaufman and Tanré (1992). Designed to reduce atmospheric interference, especially from aerosols and scattering. Enhances accuracy in remote sensing of vegetation. 2. How it works: When an emergency occurs, the system sends an automatic alert to family members and the Arvi support team. The support team can…

[foxeroni]

Guys jimmy put 2 seconds of joels dlsmp skin in his new video but that is all the crumbs I need

[scarycatalina]

Okay so I want to know

What songs to you associate with dot and as well as lance and as well as dotlance or landot or if you guys call it dance but I'm curious so what do you think fits them together or apart

Imma add my since I just notice I didn't

The ship

Bunch 4 Bunch by Río romio;

I feel like this fits Lance mostly deal with realizing he likes dot and trying to hide it because well um the music speaks for its self but it may not fit cause I've look for a ship that fits it remotely (I'm kinda delusion)

Base on this sence a bit (nit pick...he just lookijg casue dot made a dumb face)

I Love You Like An Alcoholic by the Taxpayers: I just see it as how there rivalry is express in there love I don't know how to explain it

I/Me/Myself by will wood: A little bit I dunno something about the words

Me And My Husband by mistki: Some of the words of how they feel maybe in the inside?(yeah I don't know what I'm thinking)

I Can't decide by Scissors Sisters: Just there rivalry

Lemon boy cave down: They're sour both of them the roles can be reverse

Mary by Alex G: just fits dots looks maybe I should take it off the list

Songs that I see fit dot

(To be continued)

[spotforme]

i get that after he hurried off to another demention in Skipper, literally seeming to dematerialize and take his body with him but still somehow ending up in the body of the other universes Rimmer, that it's more likely that the Rimmers that were booted off by this intrusion went to some outer plane or were just uncontious while our scumbag Rimmer piloted. but wouldn't it be fun if instead the skipper hopper remote thingy worked more like they swapped places? then we'd get to see Listy and Cat probably scaring the snob/rat man universe's Rimmer to death, or at least horrifying him shitless.

the reason why i don't think this is how it already works is that Lister notices immedietly when Rimmer's back and to me that wouldn't make much sence to be like that if he has been with the other Rimmers (in our Rimmer's body) the whole time.

i'm just saying please let Listy meet a few new people too! he if anyone deserves a break and it would for sure be funny

[libidomechanica]

Untitled (“Are limb but all used a”)

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[allcnaprograms]

Inexpensive CNA Training: Unlock Your Caregiving Career Without Breaking the Bank!

Affordable CNA Training: Unlock⁢ Your Caregiving ⁣Career‍ Without Breaking the Bank!

Introduction

Are you looking to launch a​ rewarding career in ‌healthcare‌ as ⁣a Certified ‌Nursing Assistant (CNA) but worried about the costs? You’re not alone! Many prospective nursing assistants share this ⁢concern, wondering how to balance their aspirations with ⁣their financial realities. The ⁤good news is that affordable CNA training options are available⁢ that can pave the⁤ way for a fulfilling ‍career without putting you in debt. This article will ‍explore various​ training​ programs, their benefits, tips for⁢ finding cost-effective options,‌ and how you can get started on your journey to becoming a CNA.

Understanding CNA Training

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[broken--dreams]

Hope is crazy. While hopelessness is an emotional state, hope is a cognitive state.

Hope has 3 parts:

There is a realistic path forward that you want to travel.

You have the means (financial, psycholgoical, emotional) to achieve it.

A sence of agency, that you have the power and will and ability.

There have been several times in my life when I was hopeless:

All the paths forward were bleak and unappealing. If there was a choice, it was one of choosing the least bad, or of causing the least pain to someone else. (I can be in a bad way. This doesn't mean that others dont merit my courtesy)

I didn't have the financial resources for any of the remotely likable situtatins

I didn't care aobut anything. Agency for me was getting up to go to the bathroom rather than peeing my bed.

It is what it is

[lgwifey]

METANOIA

Noel Gallagher x fem!reader

platonic!liam gallagher x fem!reader

Summary : Y/n grew up with the Gallaghers and after a while, finds certain feelings won't go away. After a few years of one-sided emotions, y/n decides there's only one solition to her problem.

Warnings :

y/s/n = your sister's name (if you don't have one just make one up, or make one up anyways, either works ;) )

MASTERLIST

1988

A scream rippled through the the semi-detached end terrace house.

It would be a worrying thing if it wasn't the Gallagher's house. And if it wasn't 8:00.

"Shut up !"

"Y/n, is your mam not expecting you home ?"

The two sixteen year olds, Liam and his friend, y/n, had stampeeded their way down the staircase still in their scruffed up red uniforms. Liam had darted straight at Paul, scrapping him for the remote control whilst Peggy questioned the youngest of the group.

"Nah Peggy, she's at me aunty's. Didn't Li tell you ? He said I could stay over."

Peggy turned to look at her youngest who had avenged his title as most annoying Gallagher brother in the fight over the remote and had turned the tele over to bbc four.

"Funny, you didn't mention that Liam ."

"Did I not ? Must've slipped me mind mam."

" 'course you can stay round y/n"

The sixteen year olds gave a smile and a dramatically hard high five before y/n launched herself ontop of Liam, making him move from the armchair, the know to be comfiest chair in the room, and over to the setee. Peggy shook her head comidically at the pair who she was hoping would get together one day.

As they stared at the box playing Top of the Pops, small aspirational comments where made back and forth between the two.

"That's gonna be me someday."

Liam would gesture to the singers occationally.

"I can be your security guard, fight off all your fans like."

Peggy would always smile at y/n's involvement in the band Liam sung in. For not having a tough bone in her body, she sure knew how to keep herself with the rowdy lot.

The moment was slightly ruined by Paul's teasing of the two.

"Or you can be one of Liam's groupies."

Liam obvious started trying to strike up a fight with his older brother in defence whilst y/n shone a highlighting shade of pink, her ears and cheeks burning up like wood thrown on top of a blazing fire.

1990

A slam echoed through the semi-detatched house, a storm of footsteps following it.

Downstairs was wild west empty, y/n could almost imagine the tumble weeds drifting. She gave another huff before rushing up the stairs, straight into the bedroom shared by Liam and Noel. Speaking of who,

"Oh My God ! Noel !"

Y/n found herself rushing back out of the room with a look of horror plastered on her face, the door closed quickly and her screams became internal.

Never in her ten years of friendship with Liam had the eighteen year old walked in on him with one of his weekly hook ups, quite an acheivement in her eyes seeing how he had no mind to ever lock the door. Anyways, in her ten years of appearing at random times at the Gallagher's home she would have never expected Noel to be the person she ever walked in on.

Red flushed her cheeks and her y/e/c irises became noticable as her eyes widened once again.

Y/n had found herself developing a crush on the middle Gallagher boy. It never made sence to her why she did. He was basically a slightly more talented Liam, not that she'd ever tell either of them that. She didn't like Liam, at least not in that way, so why on earth did her brain form a crush on Noel ? Still, he was five years older than her, definatly not going to happen. He was twenty three and she was eighteen, weird.

By the time her mind had stopped wondering, a smudged makeup blonde had made her way past y/n, scowl plastered on her face as she stomped down the stairs of the family home. The teenager's body swivelled to the bedroom door where an agrivated Noel stood with his arms crossed.

"Liam's not 'ere."

Her eyes rolled, body relaxing and overcoming it's initial shock and remenisant states.

"Clearly (!)"

"What did y' want then ?"

He left the bedroom doorframe free for y/n to move onto Liam's bed whilst he slouched on his, the conversation carring on.

It wasn't strange for them to talk much or anything, she probably talked to Noel just as much as she did Liam but normally it wasn't after she'd made awkward eye contact whilst he pounded into one of the boroughs self-proclaimed slags.

"Right urm, well that's kinda the thing."

She completely forgotten what she needed Liam for. The hussel of recent events where more prominant on her mind to be fair.

" 'Ight well why are you still here then, he obviously ain't."

She gave him a glare as the 5'7 man pushed her out of the house after dragging her down the stairs.

"Aw thanks loads Noel, you're so much help lad !"

He slammed the door shut causing the younger girl to flip him the v's and walk backwards out of the front garden, curses being muttered under her breath.

She strolled along the cracked tarmac pavement, a couple of small, broken peices of the grey floor being kicked by her scuffed trainers. As she got further down the path, a group of teenage lads walled up to her with grins plastered on their faces, trackies and jeans swishing as they moved and as the wind pushed against them.

"Alright y/n."

The one at the front of the group pulled the smaller girl into a quick hug, the girl rolling her eyes at him as she pulled out of the hug, looking up slightly to the taller boy.

"Yeah. Y' seen Liams ?"

"Nah sorry lad."

She gave a soft smile, her friend rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly as he backed up to where the rest of the group where loitering.

"Aw, thanks anyways Sam."

Y/n started walking of, her posture improoving itself from how she was slouched whilst talking.

"I'll call your house if I hear off of him though."

She gave a thumbs up, walking backwards before she spun around to face the direction she was going.

When she got home, her younger sister was in the kitchen with a scowl on her face as she leant forwards against the counter top, reading a magazine which was rested halfway open.

The fake blonde turned around as she heard the door close, giving a snide look to the year older girl.

"Why d'yer go out in public if you're gonna wear that."

The seventeen year old looked up and down at the baggy blue jeans, stripey red and white camisole and the blue denim jacket which her sister wore, not even taking notice of the scruffy trainers.

"I'll 'ave you know, these are me best jeans y' hussy."

The younger girl gave a glare at the name before slamming the laminated pages of the magazine shut and leaving the room in a huff, her pale blue mini skirt riding up as she walked.

Y/n lounged lazily on the couch for a while. She thought about things that had happened that afternoon, and tryed to bleach certain scenes out of her memory.

She mainly thought about how she dressed, that maybe her sister was right. If she dressed a little more girly, a little more like everyone else, would Noel pay more attention to her ?

Okay. That was the plan then.

"Oi, y/s/n !"

The blonde spun around from her small vanity desk as thumps echoed from the staircase and her bedroom door flung open.

"Could you be any louder !?"

"Whatever. Look, I need your help being girly."

The teenager's y/e/c eyes became wide as the words exited her sister's mouth.

She blinked a few times before pintching herself with her white painted nails.

When she was sure it wasn't a dream, she jumped off of her small chair, running over to the girl who was the same height as her.

"Agh ! Okay, we'll start with your clothes, you can borrow some of my tops but my bottoms won't fit you."

"I've got some skirts I think."

"Okay. If we look at those and then we can find something to go with them."

As the girls went to leave to go to the bedroom across the hallway, the phone started ringing in their mum's room and downstairs.

Y/s/n rushed into the floral bedroom, running to pick the phone up first but y/n just about beat her, raising the silver phone up to her ear to hear the strong mancuinan accent of her bestfriend echoing through the machine.

"Alrigh' Birdy. Heard off r'kid you got a pretty nasty shock before."

"Shu'rup y' twat. I were lookin' f' you, where've you been ?"

"Down at Sifters, but we're hangin' at mine tonight. Be here in an hour and bring those mini gins y' mam buys yeah."

"Yeah whatever. See yer. "

"Bye."

The landline rung absent before y/n placed the phone down, turning to her sister in panic.

"We've got an hour."

"Bitch ! Right, you go have a shower and i'll find you an outfit."

The girls split ways before another shout echoed through the house.

"Use my strawberry stuff !"

Soon enough, the once boys-hand-me-downs wearing eighteen year old was walking down the street with a tescos carrier bag filled with different gin flavours and a couple of bottles of tonic water.

She wore a aline, black and white gingham dress, which sat at her mid-thigh, along with a pair of black tights and a white baby tee. She wore her black denim jacket over it and a pair of scuffed white reeboks which y/s/n had attempted to scrub clean with bleaching wipes.

They where planning to be more dramatic with the new look, but seeing how they now, thanks to Liam, had a very short time span to work with, they decided to keep it different but similar.

Still, y/n can't recall wearing a dress after year seven when she was a bridesmaid. Even in highschool, her short, red plaid skirt always got immediatly replaced by trackies as soon as the bell rang.

Before giving two, loud knocks on the front door, she spritzed one of her sister's strawberry scented perfumed onto her wrists and neck like she had been instruced to do, pocketing the small spray onto her jacket afterwards. Normally she would just walk in and shout that she had arrived but, after recent events, she didn't want to chance anything anymore. Soon enough, Liam appeared at the other side of the cheap door with a grimace of his face, messing with sometging in his right hand whilst the other opened the door. At first he didn't notice her, occupited with figuring out how to open the small puzzle box in his hands.

"Urm. Liams ?"

He brunette looked up with an empty emotioned look on his face, soon squinting in confusion at what sounded like his bestfriend but looked like...

Well what looked like a varient of y/s/n.

"Can I come in ?"

Stumbling over his words, Liam have a nod. He stood to the side slightly as she squashed past him.

As y/n walked regularly into the livingroom with the rattleing tescos bag in hand, he closed the front door and watched her with his eyebrows pulled together.

He guessed it was shock but was busy trying to desyfer who he'd just let into him house.

[scorp10n1]

Ned in Peril- Menace of the Masked Shadow!

Chapter 6- The River of Death!

Ned Carstairs has been targeted by a mysterious Master Crimonal known as the Masked Shadow, who having acquired the near indestructible tape Carstairs was wrapped in upon his return to England, fears Ned may inadvertently have senced a vital clue that could prove disastrous to his schemes!

Thus kidnapping Ned, he now places Carstairs bound and gagged in a boat, with an anchor tied to his legs and sends him along a remote river, to drown in an approaching weir!

[sun-ni-day]

It is my headcanon that after working with Daniel for a bit Jack strictly, under a threat of court-martial, prohibited any personal going on away missions with Jackson to ask him any kind of question even remotely within his field of expertise, else their missions take 5 times longer due to Daniel's Wikipedia brain and burning desire to educate everyone around him, coupled with losing all sence of time and reality when his mind runs away with any particular subject.

[danishmurad68]

I will do gis mapping digitizing, georeferencing, spatial analysis, remote sensing

I have a 4+ years of Academic and Professional GIS and WebGIS mapping experience. I showcase my expertise using QGIS Server, Tegola, ArcGIS, QGIS, Erdas Imagine and ENVI. I specialize in performing analysis on Geographical data and to make conclusions out of it which can lead to many useful ideas may it range from a simple geographical map to deep geoprocessing of land parcels or other high detail geographical data. I am an expert in this field, and I can provide you best solutions for your business by analyzing the data through performing different GIS analysis to derive useful layers from raw data and applying different symbolization and categorization techniques on it to induce useful statistical charts and results from it in tabular format.

[geographicbook]

The Transformed Soil Adjusted Vegetation Index (TSAVI)

By Soundarya Dayanand Kamble Information: The Transformed Soil Adjusted Vegetation Index (TSAVI) is a vegetation index used in remote sensing to estimate vegetation cover and health while minimizing the influence of soil brightness on the measurements. It’s an improvement over the standard Soil Adjusted Vegetation Index (SAVI) and other vegetation indices, designed to be more robust in areas…

[theelvenhaven]

So lately I have been thinking that the oath has been fulfilled in a way, cuz it doesn't say that the sons ahbe to reclaim the silmarils, more like they have to prevent others from coveting them, which is how it went cuz now they are unattainable. Also bc Mandos did say that he will have them in his halls and what is the point of getting them in halls if only to send into the void?

I need counterpoints to this bc this doesn't make sence in the general picture

12.16.2021

The Oath does state that the Fëanor and his Sons do in fact have to retrieve the Silmarils in order for their Oath to be fulfilled. Bolded is the part that states that they have to retrieve the Silmarils.

“Be he foe or friend, be he foul or clean, brood of Morgoth or bright Vala, Elda or Maia or Aftercomer, Man yet unborn upon Middle-earth, neither law, nor love, nor league of swords, dread nor danger, not Doom itself, shall defend him from Fëanor, and Fëanor's kin, whoso hideth or hoardeth, or in hand taketh, finding keepeth or afar casteth a Silmaril. This swear we all: death we will deal him ere Day's ending, woe unto world's end! Our word hear thou, Eru Allfather! To the everlasting Darkness doom us if our deed faileth. On the holy mountain hear in witness and our vow remember, Manwë and Varda!”

So no the Oath was never fulfilled even remotely because it was never within “Fëanor and Fëanor’s Kin” hands and is explicitly kept, cast, and hoarded from them. Which is what drives them to fulfill the Oath because no one would give the Silmaril up to them.

But yes the Oath is in fact about preventing other people from coveting which is what happens throughout the whole Silmarillion. 

I agree that they were unattainable to the point even Fëanor on his deathbed knew that they’d never be obtained, the war against Morgoth would never be won and yet he still didn’t revoke or break the Oath. 

As far as we can tell, that even despite their deed failing that they more than likely will stay in the Halls and not be sent to the void. 

I say this only because it’s stated in the books that for all the grievous actions that Fëanor caused, that he was confined to the Halls of Mandos until the end of time despite not fulfilling the Oath either. As punishment of course.

So it is safe to say, maybe by both Mandos and/or Eru’s will that they are to stay in the Halls of Waiting and not be sent out to the void. For Eru knows how long. Maybe they are granted mercy to be reborn if they repent or maybe it is their mercy to not be tossed into the void and their fate be the same as their fathers.

[claudia-kishi]

regarding MacGyver: Desi and Riley are very gay but gay in the sences that apparently they both like the same guy so its like. that time they went together to a remote island getway where they took a mud bath and one of them "lost thier swimming suit bottom" was total an accient and deffinatly a possible thing to do in a mud bath and not a ploy to have sex with your girlfriend on your remote island getaway...

wait they both like the same guy???????????????????????? how boring. anyways they’re gay! how do i make the writers do the thing

[cassnottiel]

Prompt: Peter cursed to only speak in vines

"Hey, you know this boys got his free taco--"

Peter fell off the wall and landed on the floor with a loud oof.  This was the second time he had done something with the stupid internet joke dialogue to accompany it.  The first time, he had been spouting absolute gibberish while swinging from the ropes course, which he also fell from.

Nothing out of the norm, right?  It's what teenagers do, right?  Wrong.

Because Peter Parker was only speaking in Vine references.  Only in Vine references.  Nothing else.

"Okay, I'll bite."  Steve sighed and tossed aside the TV remote.  "What the hell?"

"He said yeet while fighting Loki yesterday."  Tony said, staring at his own hands while Peter stood up. "And now he wont stop.  Loki did something."

"What did he do?"  Steve asked, already dreading the answer.

"He fucking pushed me!"  Peter suddenly exclaimed.  He was glaring at nothing and everything at the same time.

Steve looked at Tony.  "Kid can only speak in Vine.  Strange is looking into fixing it."  Tony said.

Suddenly, Sam and Bucky walked into the room, both looking way too excited and snug.

"Hey, Parker."  Sam said.  Bucky tossed a water bottle to the teenager.  "Want some?"

Peter caught the bottle.  And, with a withering glare, threw it back at Sam and Bucky; and not a friendly game of catch. There was a dent in the door where the bottle landed.  The cherry on top:  along with the over aggressive throw, Peter--in the flattest voice possible--said "this bitch empty.  YEET!"

Bucky and Sam both burst out laughing while Peter glared harder.

"Okay, kid."  Steve stood up.  "I don't think that was called for.  Come on."

"You're not my dad!"  Peter turned his glare to Steve, who recoiled slightly in confusion.  "Ugly ass, fucking--"

"Okay!"  Tony stood up and put himself between everyone and Peter.  "Peter, why are you being so hostile?"

Peter made a choking sound and gestured wildly at himself and the rest of the room.  "I smell like beef!" 

Peter's anguished face, the indignation and anger in his voice, paired with that statement sent Sam and Bucky over the edge again and thet were laughing.

Natasha walked into the room then.  She took in everyone in the room and sighed.  "Strange didn't fix it yet?"

There was a chorus of no's, and Peter staked away.

"You should stop making fun of him."  Natasha said to Bucky and Sam.  "He's taking it hard."

"No way."  Sam shook his head. "We learned all the big vines just to make fun of him."

"He already feels bad about whatever magic Loki did to him."  Tony rolled his eyes.  "At least hold off until it goes away."

"Kid just said he smells like beef and we're supposed to not laugh at him?"  Bucky snorted.

"Exactly."  Natasha leveled them with an unimpressed gaze.

"Just go easy on him for a little bit."  Steve sighed.

Something in the air sizzled, and orange sparks flew from a spontaneous portal.  A man with a red cloak stepped out.

"Where is he?"  Stephen Strange asked when the portal closed.  He looked tired.

"FRIDAY, call the kid."  Tony ordered as everyone in the room settled in to hear the official diagnosis of magic.

Peter came running and skid to a halt in the doorway.  "I just got new shoes."

"Yeah, I know."  Stephen sighed and sat down in midair, the cloak holding him up.

"What'd you find?"  Natasha asked urgently.

"This type of spell isn't uncommon," Stephen started.  "It's a spin on making someone speak in limericks.  But, instead of limericks--"

"He's speaking internet jokes."  Steve finished tiredly.  Stephen nodded.

"So you can fix it?"  Tony raised an eyebrow.

Stephen pressed his lips together in a thin line.  "No.  Loki has to undo it himself, I cant do anything."

"So no head?"  Peter's voice was quiet and filled with defeat.  Sam and Bucky held themselves from laughing.

Stephen shook his head.  "I'm sorry, kid."

Peter left right then, to deal with his thoughts and regret his life choices.  Strange explained a few more things and left, too.

"I'll talk to Thor about calling Loki over and fixing this."  Steve said when the portal closed.  He turned to Natasha and Tony.  "Make sure he doesn't do anything too bad before we get him back to normal."  He then looked at Sam and Bucky.  "Be nice."

And so it went.

Natasha and Tony called in Rhodey to help keep Peter company, and they ended up calling some of his friends.  Ned Leeds and Michelle Jones were at the Tower within ten minutes, with Harley Keener, Shuri, and Cassie Lang on video call not long after.

"So Loki cursed you to only speak in Vines?"  Harley asked after the situation was explained.

"Yeet."  Peter ran a hand through his hair.

"God, that sounds horrible."  Cassie said and shot a pitying look at her phones camera.  "I'm so sorry, dude."

"Why?"  Sam spoke up from behind Peter.  "Don't you guys only speak in internet memes?"

"That is not correct."  Peter shook his head and looked like he wanted to lose his vocal cords.

"It's really not."  MJ gave her friends arm a comforting squeeze.

"Throw a couple memes into a sentence or two, you have a good conversation."  Shuri said without looking up at her camera.  "But only speaking in Vines will get annoying very quickly."

"Yeah," Harley nodded along, "even kids need to use real words."

Bucky shrugged slightly.  "That makes sence, I think."

"What's Loki even trying to accomplish by doing this?"  Cassie asked.  "Like, what does he gain from Spider-Man becoming the ultimate meme?"

"To blow up," Peter closed his eyes and rubbed his temples, "and then act like he don't know nobody."

Everyone on the call sighed.  "I'm sorry, man, but I have to go.  I hope you figure this out and kick that guys ass."

There was a chorus of goodbyes, and Lang hung up.  Shuri soon followed, apologizing for not being any help.  Harley stayed for another hour before his sister called him down for lunch.

With all the non-New Yorkers out of the conversation, Peter was left with Ned and MJ.  But even their curfews approached and they both left the tower at 9 p.m.

"Well," Peter said on a sigh when his friends were gone, "when life gives you lemons."

By 9:30, Peter was moping again.  The team tried to cheer him up by watching Star Wars.

"Turn off the flash, you fucking moron."  Peter muttered when the title screen played.

"Now, now."  A voice said from the kitchen.  "That's not a very nice thing to say, is it?"

Everyone jumped up to face Loki, who was casually leaning against the kitchen island with crossed arms.

There was a tense silence when they all just watched each other. 

"What the fuck, Richard?!"

Peter broke the silence.

"I don't know who you're talking to."  Loki had a smug smirk on his face, and Peter almost launched himself into another fight.

"What the fuck is up, Kyle!" Peter took a few steps in Lokis direction, a withering glare on his face. "No, what did you say, dude! What the fuck, dude!" Peter flicked one of his web-shooters onto his wrist. "Step the fuck up, Kyle!"

"Pete, kid-" Tony followed Peter, everyone else following him. "-maybe this isn't the best thing to do right now."

Peter spun around and pointed an accusing finger at Tony. "How do you know what's good for me?" Loki smirked with smug amusement.

"Come on, Loki." Steve stood as tall as he could. "Fix this."

"But why?" Loki was still smiling. "He's hilarious."

"Don't fuck with me!" Peter snapped as Natasha and Sam held him back from throwing himself at Loki.

"You won't hurt me." Loki rolled his eyes.

"I won't hesitate, bitch!" Peter wrenched his arm out of Sam's grip and shot a web at the god.

Loki dodges easily, a slightly put-upon look twisting his features. "Tut, tut, Peter. I thought we were friends."

"I thought you were bae," almost everyone winced at the amount of venom in Peter's voice, "turns out you're just fam."

Loki raised a single eyebrow and flicked his left hand.

"If you're so upset about this, you should have just told me."

"I just told you to square up in, like, eight vines!" Peter shot back, and then stopped. "Oh, my God."

Suddenly, Loki had his arms full of Spider-Man. A sudden hug nobody expected to happen.

"Thank you. Oh, my God, thank you!" Peter said.

When he pulled back, he looked at Loki with adoring eyes. "If you ever do anything like that again, I actually wont hesitate to fucking deck you in the face."