𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙖 𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚 ?
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𝑠𝑝𝑖𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑠 , 𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬 , EVERYWHERE !
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im such a man who leans in doorways. relaxes against the counter. drapes across a couch. sprawls over an armchair. my spine isnt straight and by god neither am i.
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˗ˏˋ nestflown· ˎˊ˗
OPEN STARTER FOR MUTUALS.
grayson’s reaching for the top shelf almost comically when the other clears their throat. the grocery store lights drone in the silence as he notices them. before they approached, he had been murmuring: ‘you will be mine, tasty treats’ to himself, as he reached hopelessly for his favourite snack. now he is silent. silent in shame.
❝ shut up. ❞ they hadn’t said anything. ❝ don’t say a word, and no, i don’t need any help. ❞ arm continues to strain towards the treats. some sort of sour candy. eventually, they tut, survey their surroundings, hands on their hips, exasperated.
❝ can’t a guy get a god damn — stool around here … or a reasonably-sized shelf, maybe … ❞
“ you sure about that ? and before you get defensive - i’ve been standing here a good five minutes. ”
characteristic grin accompanies playful doubt , laughs muffled just in time to avoid frustration being turned on him. few beats pass as cobalt hues zero in on the item just out of reach. the question isn’t whether or not johnny can reach it , but rather how long he wanted the ENTERTAINMENT. “ no , wait , i got it . . . ” lips tug into a smile , genuine , few steps taken forward until his fingertips manage to reach the candy. “ MOON SHOES ! you need ‘em. well , maybe with stronger springs . . . do they even make those anymore ? ”
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“ wh - hang on . . . were you just belting mr. blue sky ?? ” eyebrows furrow ,�� faint smile threatening to appear on otherwise bemused features. he’s reminded of horrible renditions courtesy of his parents , a memory resurfaced in a reluctant slip of NOSTALGIA. a bitter taste threatens to fill his mouth , kept back only by a shaky cough. [ compose yourself , kid. ] just as quickly as it arrived , the warmth of the memory dissipates , arms folding across his chest - 𝒂 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒆𝒍𝒅 , desperate to keep his life before the ship locked away. “ i hate to be the bearer of bad news , but maybe don’t quit your day job. ” / @outlawiism
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he’s never been one for the dark. maybe that’s what gave him this power , blessed with the ability to be a light for everyone else. 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒗𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖 ? gaze flickers , shifts into the depths of the alley - there’s a warmth , a being shrouded in the darkness. hand lifts & with it , a fire rests upon calloused skin. “ i think this city’s got a spider problem. ” 𝗟𝗜𝗞𝗘 𝗠𝗢𝗧𝗛𝗦 𝗧𝗢 𝗔 𝗙𝗟𝗔𝗠𝗘 , superheroes seemed to be drawn to new york - he knows the pull all to well. [ or maybe it's the city's PLEA , calling forth help from any corner of the universes , that leads them here. ] without shifting focus from the other , the flame grows , shadows dancing along worn brick as a step is taken towards the other. a smile , and then , “ gonna introduce yourself ? ” / @arachost��
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like this for a short starter when i fully wake up ♥ or im if you would rather plot something !!
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flames dissipate in what feels like the blink of an eye. SNUFFED OUT , leaving only a short - lived warmth trapped between skin & suit. it’s only a moment of comfort , attention drawn to the other after a grunt of what he can only assume to be pain. “ well , uhhhh . . . you’ve definitely looked better. ” and definitely looked WORSE. 𝒊𝒕'𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒂 𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒚 𝒉𝒆'𝒔 𝒇𝒐𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒇 , but there's no time for worrying when the world is counting on you to be fearless. “ don’t try pull the ‘ 𝘠𝘖𝘜 𝘚𝘏𝘖𝘜𝘓𝘋 𝘚𝘌𝘌 𝘛𝘏𝘌 𝘖𝘛𝘏𝘌𝘙 𝘎𝘜𝘠 ’ card. i saw the other guy - he’s lookin’ worse than us. not by a lot , but worse. [ . . . ] hey , you feel like some pizza ?? i’m starving. ” / @citysavior
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Johnny Storm // The Human Torch
for a good friend.
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we’re not just failures. as much as they hurt, 𝑤𝑒 𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑛 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚. then we go out there and do our best to make up for them — 𝗘𝗩𝗘𝗡 𝗧𝗛𝗢𝗨𝗚𝗛 𝗪𝗘 𝗡𝗘𝗩𝗘𝗥 𝗗𝗢. we save people. we save as many as we can to make up for the ones we couldn’t. 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕'𝒔 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒘𝒆 𝒅𝒐. ©
#MADEWEBS. independent, private, selective peter parker aka spider-man of mixed media, as swung by sage. est may ‘14, rewritten dec ‘21.
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Lorenzo Zurzolo as Niccoló in Baby (2018)
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FAME . what an odd consequence of the cosmic screwup that lead to the johnny storm we know today . it seemed even the most reckless of members was summoned to countless events , each more insufferable than the last . NO MASK TO HIDE BEHIND . it’s naive , thinking his life would be any more mundane if they’d never exposed themselves to the world . he would still be the hotheaded little brother they needed to monitor , the flight risk too powerful to sideline . RETREAT ! the instinct rings in his ears and before he knows it , he’s bearing a practiced smile , just polite enough to avoid offence but stiff enough to signal times up . in a moment , he’s out the door . focus is preoccupied with suppressing the burning anxiety threatening to manifest itself as 𝒇 𝒍 𝒂 𝒎 𝒆 , almost distracting completely from the fact he’s not alone . [ . . . ] ❛ please don’t tell me they already sent you out here to collect me . not that you look the super - assistant type , i jus' know how they are . ❜ / @volchietsa
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even as a kid , johnny couldn’t deny the comfort that came with sue’s presence , a warmth building in his chest , one of the few sensations of heat he wasn’t impervious to . digits lift to comb through honeyed locks [ a characteristic storm feature ] before a childlike grin yanks at the corners of his mouth . instead of feeding into the dangerous sensation of SENTIMENTALITY , acknowledging the yearning to return to a normal life , shoulders lift in a lazy shrug . ❛ ‘m just saying ! we need some cooler suits . i think i look great in white , personally . . . ❜ / @nvisiblewoman.
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HE’S GOTTEN TOO USED TO HAVING EYES ON HIM . at least , that’s what johnny tells himself upon realization of the figure behind him . core temperature rising [ call it an insurance policy . . . ] he turns to the other . a tilt of his head , & then ,
❛ you need somethin’ ? or just looking ? ❜ / @druisg
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