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billy nearly didn’t go to the coffee shop near his school’s campus, his usual hang out spot when he didn’t want to wallow in the silence of his apartment. not only did the feel of an intense gaze burning a hole in the back of his skull creep him out, he’d see a flash of vibrant blonde in the corner of his eye every now and then. either the guy was stalking him or he was some new kid on campus. regardless, he was definitely caught off guard when another body collided with him. turning on his heel to face the other, shockingly bright hair caught his attention first before he fully took in the stranger’s face. he knew those features... he saw them every time he looked in the mirror. so startled was he by the doppelganger, he almost didn’t listen to the words coming out of the other’s mouth. he wished he didn’t tune back. unconsciously taking a step back, his eyes remained wide and his stance became apprehensive. “listen.... tommy. having a long lost twin brother would be cool and we do look the same, but powers? young avengers? i’m just an average guy, not some kind of comic book superhero.” even if he wanted to be at times and there was something niggling at the back of his mind. something that told him to trust tommy. he couldn’t.
@xkaplans
this whole idiotic thanos situation turned tommy’s already chaotic world upside down. honestly he would of been fine if the only things he loved in the world weren’t taken away, his family. he grew up in a broken home, always yearning for a love that other kids naturally got from their parents and he’d finally found that with billy, wanda and the rest of the young avengers. he was stubborn though, he wasn’t about to let these people go from his life because some giant purple thumb decided to snap his fingers and wipe their memories. tommy was basically in stalker mode, frequenting the places that billy went to, hoping one day he’d be brave enough to let himself ‘run into him.’ apparently today was the day, well, sorta. it was an accident. he was walking a bit too close to him and accidentally bumped into him. “ whoa.. uh.. sorry. “ he quickly said before jumping into action. “ wait, you’re billy right?? um i’m tommy !! so this is gonna sound super weird - so bear with me. “ the blonde quickly let himself verbally vomit as he did from time to time. “ we’re brothers - twins actually !! and your mom, our mom is scarlet witch but i call her wanda and you have the same powers as her and i have the same powers as her brother, our uncle, quicksilver and we were - are, a part of the young avengers ! remember ?? “ he huffed out nervously, anxiously wanting the brown haired boy in front of him to finally remember.
#ectmydcst#interactions ;;#[[ life whisked me away for a bit sORRY!!#but also i'm just thinking abt tommy always talking too fast for ppl#but billy still understands him & i'm s a d ]]
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he wanted to say yes, i feel like i know you, but he knew that if a stranger had told him that, he’d be running for the hills. instead, with his fingers tapping a nonsensical rhythm on the table, he replied, “ALL the time.”
‘ do you ever get the feeling that you dont know something that you should. because i hate that constant feeling. ‘
#scarletfearr#interactions ;;#[[ ooooooooooo i hope this is alright!#i'm imagining them sitting somewhere ?? ]]
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“But everyone’s story begins once upon a time…and it’s up to us to cherish the time we’re given to ensure we live happily ever after.”
#dearest mom;;#baby brother;;#magic in my veins (maximoff family);;#[[ we have wanda + pietro + tommy + erik + lorna and i'd die for all of them#this whole family has my heart i sWEAR ]]
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“they’re on opposite sides of the color wheel,” billy answers without looking up at the person who asked. when he does, he notices the glasses and mentally kicks himself for his carelessly insensitive words. “red’s also darker and louder than green. the real question is, why have the yellow light if people don’t slow down?”
❝ okay, i get that green light means go and red light means stop. i understand that. but how are you supposed to tell the difference between the two? ❞
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trevalicious:
”Pfft you ever experience a nosebleed? It’s horrible and unpredictable. “ the tips of his ears–which were sort of shielded behind a curtain of dark blonde hair–visibly turn pink when a certain embarrassing memory flashes through. “But um” he clears his throat and then actually reaches out making it look like he was going to grab the boy’s hand but redirects the last second and giggles at the other’s playful smile “ You’re a sassy one ain'tcha hm you know someone who uses magic? This could totally be your internal magic just fighting to burst forth. Brows furrowing he thinks about it for a bit and then perks up “ come here for a sec” taking a hold of billy’s shoulder he leads him further down behind a bunch of thick trees and points to some bushes “ try shooting ‘em with it. Or go touch it. I’m not expert in magic but I know it when I see it.”
“i’ve been nosebleed free for twenty-one years, but if i get one later, i’ll know who jinxed it.” there’s no bite to his joke warning and he tries his best to convey it with a slight raise of his eyebrow. some people just didn’t understand his dry and sarcastic humor, it’s definitely gotten him in trouble more than once. “magic? like... in comic books?” his expression turns incredulous, snorting when he thinks about actual magic. sure, he like doing card tricks and making things disappear to amuse his younger brothers, but that’s nothing like lightning coming from his fingertips. allowing himself to be led into a more secluded spot, he shoots a skeptical look at trevor. “seriously, magic? this is crazy...” despite saying that, billy decides to give it a shot and walks over to the nearest tree. lifting his hand up to touch the trunk, he barely brushes it when he’s pushed back by a pulse of energy, blue light blinding him. there’s a scorch mark when the light fades and he looks back up at the tree he’d picked. “what the fuck?”
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magpieslies:
“I mean…” Loki vaguely waved his hand, using a minor illusion to display gold lights following his fingers.
“Can you control it?” He asked. “It’s not dangerous.” Probably true, but they’d find out soon he was sure.
Billy’s eyes widened, gaze following the gold lights before darting around, trying to see if there were any mechanics around that would make it possible. Nothing. The lights were solely coming from the stranger.
“I...” Rendered speechless from the display of power, it took him a moment to answer. “No... I didn’t even know I could do this magic stuff...”
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“and sometimes impulsiveness SAVES lives.” billy shot an almost apologetic look at the woman before running towards the danger.
‘ i am doing something, we can’t be impulsive, there are lives at stake.’
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the one thing billy hated about the city was how fast it moved. everyone seemed to be in a hurry and while he’s guilty of rushing down the sidewalk, adrenaline pumping through his veins as he tried to get from point A to point B, it’d be nice to slow down a bit. take a deep breath and relax. he often attempted to do so while walking, letting his body move on autopilot and is mind wander. which was what he’d been preoccupied with - his thoughts stuck on an ad he’d seen earlier - until he was knocked out of it, literally. “no worries, i wasn’t paying attention,” he said soothingly, turning to look at the bundled up person who was apologizing. he wasn’t very good at reading people, but he understood body language pretty well. “hey, are you okay?”

new york city frightened kurt. he grew up in small villages having a nomadic life, only really seeing the deep country side of europe. the large buildings, loud large crowds and speeding cars made him feel overwhelmed. the blue man kept his body covered as much as he could, wearing a trench coat, gloves and a hat that tipped forward just enough to cast a shadow. his tail had been tucked into the back of his pants under the coat but it made it’s way free without him knowing, swaying near the ground behind as he walked. his yellow eyes were trained on the ground, too scared to make eye contact with anyone which caused him to collide into someone’s shoulder. “ i am so sorry !! i vasn’t vatching… i’m very sorry !! “ he exclaimed, head still down.
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i keep disappearing, sorry! i just met tom hiddleston yesterday and i’m still in shock from that, but i’ll be doing replies and answering people’s starters tomorrow!!
feel free to hit me up here or on my dis/cord Jade#1967 about plotting or just starting a thread :)
#bound:ooc#to be deleted#i also walked by Chris Evans#idk how i'm still alive i feel like i died after touching Tom
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rageofthestars:
“I’m not looking for a rocket I’m looking for a ship, I need to be able to steer.” Nebula corrected. She gave him a harsh look, she had caught his shocked look at didn’t appreciate being stared at like some sort of…. odd display. It was a look she got a lot, but still hated. She crossed her arms once again. “Nevermind, where can I find Stark?”
Weren’t those the same thing? The question nearly spilled from his lips, but the look she gave him sealed them shut. He wasn’t an expert on space and NASA and all that went into that, so she’s probably right. Best to go along with it and help her out.
“That big tower over there is his,” he pointed at the massive building a few blocks away. “Um... I have to know... why do you need a rocket,” Freudian slip, damn it Billy, “sorry, a ship?”
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“I mean, I’m only twenty-one... I really shouldn’t be make ANY kind of calls like this, but if you’re not gonna do anything... I have to.”
‘ you don’t get to make that call. ’
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qvakesbound:
dark eyes enjoy the scene too , skye sitting out there to watch it go by . she has THEORIES , of course ! but she’s not trying to scare the kid into thinking she’s a conspiracist theorist ( she’s not ; skye is just a VERY open minded woman , she likes to think ) . “ — aliens . ” is what she settles on , nodding up at it . “ … unless you have any other suggestions ? ”
“hmm... i’d rather think of aliens than think that we’re in a simulation and it’s GLITCHING out,” he’s definitely been reading one too many reddit posts about all the weird phenomena happening in new york city. not that he thinks any of it is true, they’re just ways to pass time. “do you think they’ve come to abduct us?”
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Billy nearly ignored the voice nearby until he saw a flash of blue in his peripheral. Curiosity won over his gut feeling telling him that this person wasn’t someone he should mess with and he looked up, eyes widening in shock. Was there a comic convention going on that he didn’t know about? People weren’t usually so blue and... cybernetic.
“Um, space rockets usually launch from the west coast. Unless Stark’s hiding one, you won’t find any in New York City.” He decided not to ask about the get up; that’d be too rude.
Nebula crossed her arms tightly across her chest, tapping her finger against her bicep impatiently. She had to get off this planet, she had to find Thanos. Deciding she’d had enough, she dropped her hands to her side.
“You there,” She called to the nearest person. “where can I get a ship?”
@xkaplans
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“People get so blinded by their beliefs that they can’t see past actions and that sucks when kids are involved. They’re our future and, y’know, these tiny little things who’re dependent on us,” his mind wanders briefly to his younger brothers. he understands the protective feeling that Lorna has for her daughter. “You just gotta... ignore them.”
“What is so wrong with trying to do what’s best for your kid? Why does me not wanting my daughter to grow up in fear make me the bad guy here? Why can’t they see that I’m just trying to do right by her? I’ve spent my whole life running, I don’t want that for her.”
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Young Avengers & Runaways: Civil War - Covers
#forgotten family;;#from the city of angels;;#[[ billy and nico my powerful magic children ily#also i re-read Civil War and totally forgot billy + teddy + karolina + xavin get tortured#babies :(((( ]]
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magpieslies:
“You don’t seem so sure of that.” Loki commented dryly, tilting his head. So magic was fairly unheard of here, good to know. “And while it can be used to trick people, magic is very real. Or do you have a different explanation for what just happened?”
He gave an amused smile. The boy seemed nervous about the prospect of magic, which was an absurd thought to the asgardian. What a funny place this was.
He couldn’t. He tried so hard to come up with something, grasping at straws that made no sense. Aside from trying to find a solution to his unusual problem, Billy couldn’t help but wonder about the stranger. He’d expected someone to be scared or as dumbstruck as he was, but no. The man looked like he was familiar with this.
“What do you mean magic is real? H-how do you know?” Billy was desperate for answers at this point. And there were sparks beginning to join the blue glow; a very concerning thing.
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trevalicious:
”Hm? Oh that’s your soul…slowly leaking outta your fingers.” schooling his expressions trevor shrugged and peered intently at them, internally fascinated but hell-bent on not making it obvious “Totes normal, it’s like a nosebleed. We all get it right. Especially when in the company of someone hot as heck” he shot the boy a grin and then soft laughter followed, the shapeshifter’s hazel eyes twinkle while he ‘drinks up’ the view that was before him. “I’m kidding, that ain’t your soul and that ain’t something a regular doctor can have answers too but hey. you stick with me and I’ll help ya’ out” he sighs and lifts a hand, wiggling his fingers a tiny bit closer to the guy’s fingers while staying cautious “ Ya’ think I’ll die if I touch it?”
he’s seriously freaking out, heart racing and a cold sweat forming at the base of his neck. but the witty, if a bit cringe-worthy, remarks from the cute guy he literally bumped into at starbucks a few weeks ago are helping to ease the nerves. somewhat. he’d have to be a robot to not react when sparks suddenly fly from his finger tips and up into the sky. “i think i’d rather get a nosebleed than whatever the hell this is,” billy mutters. at least they were the only two in that corner of the park. he didn’t wanna have someone call the cops for illegal fireworks or something. new york’s always been weird to him in that regard. “i dunno, do you wanna find out?” he can’t help the slight up turn of his lips, a small and playful smile, while wiggling his fingers back. he keeps the distance, afraid of what might actually happen.
#trevalicious#interactions ;;#[[ yeeees we love a flirty boy#i'm gonna go with the coffee shop meet-cute so they know each other ]]#[[ sorry this took me so long!! ]]
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