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withresponsibility2025-07-01 12:24 am🕸 mcu/nikke || brother i need a name for this crazy sprawling psl.
[ YOU CAN'T STOP ME FROM REWRITING POOR PETER'S STORY PAST THIS I'M SORRRYYYYY
Peter Parker exhales as he closes the bedroom door.
Tony Stark. THE Tony Stark. Iron Man.
Sitting in his living room--well, now his bedroom--talking about some grant he's never heard about.
His mind is moving at like three hundred miles an hour as he's trying to wrack his memory. He definitely hasn't applied for a grant or scholarship or anything. Did Stark Industries even offer one of those? Sure, Oscorp does, but he can't recall if Stark Industries ever did. At least to someone his age. Maybe more of high school?
Why the hell would Tony Stark even be interested in him?
Unless... no, it couldn't be. No way.
The Tony Stark would have way better things to hack his YouTube account.
Right? Yeah. Definitely.
Deep breath.
Okay. He's taken on some thugs and gang stuff. He's stopped some cars from crashing into busses. Saved some cats from trees. Aced his algebra test (not that it was hard). So, talking to Tony Stark should be way easier. No where near as scary or intimidating.
Minus the whole fact that he's looked up to the hero since he was nine. That was definitely a long time ago for him. Totally. ]
Look, Mr. Stark. [ His New York accent sticks out just a bit as he awkwardly crosses his arms and turns back to look at Tony. ] I'm sorry you came out all the way to Queens? But, I definitely did not apply for your grant. Someone must of did it as a prank under my name or... something.
[ If things were better between Harry and his dad? Peter would of even joked that Harry would of done it. Not that Tony would know who Harry Osborn is or even care. Peter still isn't even sure why the billionaire philanthropist made the personal trip to the Parker's apartment to even ask him about it. He could of sent an e-mail or a letter or a intern or... someone?
How does he break the news to his aunt? She looked so excited that he had been accepted. Honestly? He would of been excited too if it wasn't a lie. He can't even pretend to lie to her about the grant. He lies enough about where his bruises and injuries come from. He can't break her heart by letting her think he actually got a grant. ]
Sorry. [ A little awkward, a little accepting that he's probably pissed off the man he looks up to as a hero. His arms crossed more as he looks away. ] Maybe I can pay for your gas or something.
Peter Parker exhales as he closes the bedroom door.
Tony Stark. THE Tony Stark. Iron Man.
Sitting in his living room--well, now his bedroom--talking about some grant he's never heard about.
His mind is moving at like three hundred miles an hour as he's trying to wrack his memory. He definitely hasn't applied for a grant or scholarship or anything. Did Stark Industries even offer one of those? Sure, Oscorp does, but he can't recall if Stark Industries ever did. At least to someone his age. Maybe more of high school?
Why the hell would Tony Stark even be interested in him?
Unless... no, it couldn't be. No way.
The Tony Stark would have way better things to hack his YouTube account.
Right? Yeah. Definitely.
Deep breath.
Okay. He's taken on some thugs and gang stuff. He's stopped some cars from crashing into busses. Saved some cats from trees. Aced his algebra test (not that it was hard). So, talking to Tony Stark should be way easier. No where near as scary or intimidating.
Minus the whole fact that he's looked up to the hero since he was nine. That was definitely a long time ago for him. Totally. ]
Look, Mr. Stark. [ His New York accent sticks out just a bit as he awkwardly crosses his arms and turns back to look at Tony. ] I'm sorry you came out all the way to Queens? But, I definitely did not apply for your grant. Someone must of did it as a prank under my name or... something.
[ If things were better between Harry and his dad? Peter would of even joked that Harry would of done it. Not that Tony would know who Harry Osborn is or even care. Peter still isn't even sure why the billionaire philanthropist made the personal trip to the Parker's apartment to even ask him about it. He could of sent an e-mail or a letter or a intern or... someone?
How does he break the news to his aunt? She looked so excited that he had been accepted. Honestly? He would of been excited too if it wasn't a lie. He can't even pretend to lie to her about the grant. He lies enough about where his bruises and injuries come from. He can't break her heart by letting her think he actually got a grant. ]
Sorry. [ A little awkward, a little accepting that he's probably pissed off the man he looks up to as a hero. His arms crossed more as he looks away. ] Maybe I can pay for your gas or something.
bubblesong2025-06-10 12:40 am🫧 mcu/nikke ||
[ Little Mermaid slips quietly down the stairs into the glass doors of the workshop. Golden colored eyes scan the workshop, realizing that the lights are off. That alone is unusual for the ungodly early hours of the morning when it comes to the Malibu mansion, but also because there is no music.
Or sounds.
She can account for every car being in it's place from where she stands.
Her hand raises to unlock the door and she slips inside. Since the room is already quiet, she decides to not make any jarring noises if possible. Both hands quietly ease the door shut and she practically tiptoes through the usually loud and bustling workshop. Her hair is braided in an attempt to keep it from dragging on the floor, but yet it still manages to touch it with the ends regardless. ]
Uhmm... ooo.
[ The nervous hushed sounds come from her as she continues her tiptoeing search through the workshop. She's nervous to call out to the man she's looking for in case it startles him.
Everyone is aware that things haven't been the same since they returned from New York City those months ago. Little Mermaid had been overjoyed to return to the Malibu mansion, but made sure to keep the emotions to herself. Especially at seeing how rattled Tony Stark had been. Of course, he had been his usual abrasive, sarcastic, funny self, but they could all tell something was different. Rhodey tried to help when he could, but was brushed off. Pepper does what she can when she stops by after being at Stark Industries all day, but generally the conversations always break down into work and what not to do or what to do with the direction of the company.
She's wanted to help too. She's always wanted to help.
But, does someone like Tony Stark need her help? Does a hero like Iron Man who can fight along side people from other realities, spies, massive shapeshifting men, and even the original super soldier need her help? She's was designed to be a support not an attacker to her squad. The squad that was deemed such a failure it caused the Goddess of Victory project to come to a close. The squad that had been forced apart in their mission that was supposed to redeem them and rewrite their ending. She couldn't even take the hand of her dearest friend when her friend needed it the most. How could someone like Tony ever really need her help in anything?
That was why the comments from the interviewer had rattled her so much. She doesn't want to be a failure or just another woman that Pepper takes out of the house one day. She wants to be helpful, to have a place she belongs, to be more the failure she had been labeled. She wants to be special like Pepper is to him. Not the exact same, as one can never truly replace another, but she wants to be apart of his life.
Maybe one day she can truly earn the title of "Goddess of Victory" to someone.
Tony doesn't need a Goddess of Victory. He's his own maker of victories.
Little Mermaid stops at one of the work tables.
Then, she leans over it slightly.
Tony is sitting on the floor, pressed against the work table, breathing heavily and shaking.
She bites her lip to keep from saying his name in relief that she found him. Instead, she carefully and quietly, tiptoes around the side of the work table. Then, she moves down to be on her knees. She hasn't moved to be exactly next to him. There is still plenty of space to give him room. Her eyes drop to his shaking hands before looking back up at his face in what she can make out in the darkness. The light from his arc reactor is dimmed through his shirts, but she can at least make the outline out in the darkness.
Slowly, one hand reaches out to rest beside him. She hesitates with her fingers curling slightly. He hasn't reached out to her--should she even reach out to him first? ]
... Tony? [ Little Mermaid speaks in a whisper as to try and not startle him.
The notion isn't hard. There had been a time when that was all she could speak in. ]
Or sounds.
She can account for every car being in it's place from where she stands.
Her hand raises to unlock the door and she slips inside. Since the room is already quiet, she decides to not make any jarring noises if possible. Both hands quietly ease the door shut and she practically tiptoes through the usually loud and bustling workshop. Her hair is braided in an attempt to keep it from dragging on the floor, but yet it still manages to touch it with the ends regardless. ]
Uhmm... ooo.
[ The nervous hushed sounds come from her as she continues her tiptoeing search through the workshop. She's nervous to call out to the man she's looking for in case it startles him.
Everyone is aware that things haven't been the same since they returned from New York City those months ago. Little Mermaid had been overjoyed to return to the Malibu mansion, but made sure to keep the emotions to herself. Especially at seeing how rattled Tony Stark had been. Of course, he had been his usual abrasive, sarcastic, funny self, but they could all tell something was different. Rhodey tried to help when he could, but was brushed off. Pepper does what she can when she stops by after being at Stark Industries all day, but generally the conversations always break down into work and what not to do or what to do with the direction of the company.
She's wanted to help too. She's always wanted to help.
But, does someone like Tony Stark need her help? Does a hero like Iron Man who can fight along side people from other realities, spies, massive shapeshifting men, and even the original super soldier need her help? She's was designed to be a support not an attacker to her squad. The squad that was deemed such a failure it caused the Goddess of Victory project to come to a close. The squad that had been forced apart in their mission that was supposed to redeem them and rewrite their ending. She couldn't even take the hand of her dearest friend when her friend needed it the most. How could someone like Tony ever really need her help in anything?
That was why the comments from the interviewer had rattled her so much. She doesn't want to be a failure or just another woman that Pepper takes out of the house one day. She wants to be helpful, to have a place she belongs, to be more the failure she had been labeled. She wants to be special like Pepper is to him. Not the exact same, as one can never truly replace another, but she wants to be apart of his life.
Maybe one day she can truly earn the title of "Goddess of Victory" to someone.
Tony doesn't need a Goddess of Victory. He's his own maker of victories.
Little Mermaid stops at one of the work tables.
Then, she leans over it slightly.
Tony is sitting on the floor, pressed against the work table, breathing heavily and shaking.
She bites her lip to keep from saying his name in relief that she found him. Instead, she carefully and quietly, tiptoes around the side of the work table. Then, she moves down to be on her knees. She hasn't moved to be exactly next to him. There is still plenty of space to give him room. Her eyes drop to his shaking hands before looking back up at his face in what she can make out in the darkness. The light from his arc reactor is dimmed through his shirts, but she can at least make the outline out in the darkness.
Slowly, one hand reaches out to rest beside him. She hesitates with her fingers curling slightly. He hasn't reached out to her--should she even reach out to him first? ]
... Tony? [ Little Mermaid speaks in a whisper as to try and not startle him.
The notion isn't hard. There had been a time when that was all she could speak in. ]
spicetrance2025-02-23 09:21 pmEntry tags:
skies of rust || ❝ d'you breathe the name of your saviour in your hour of need. ❞
'Cause without your love my life
Ain't nothing but this carnival of rust
outlierdirector2024-08-28 05:28 pmoceanview (different path) || ❝ lost in mist for days and days, now you see the sunny seas. ❞
I'm fighting to save my love somehow
I cannot feel her by my side
Even in this place inside my mind
oceanview (different path) || ❝ lost in mist for days and days, now you see the sunny seas. ❞
In Night Springs, a solar system in your soup
'Cause in Night Springs, we're just looking for the thrill
All your nightmares come true
Lost in mist for days and days, now you see the sunny seas
Night Springs
outlierdirector2024-04-13 08:24 pmoceanview || ❝ two worlds colliding, there ain't no bargaining. ❞
There ain't no bargaining
No giving in without a fight
outlierdirector2024-01-10 07:34 pmEntry tags:
dead of night || ❝ i see what’s coming, it’s coming into light. ❞
Inside this room, you left your mark
I burn away the shadows, I strike a spark
outlierdirector2023-12-08 03:31 pmoceanview || ❝ made a promise i'm coming out alive. ❞
Through the waves, I break
The nightmares finally over
outlierdirector2023-11-29 09:38 pmEntry tags:
oceanview (different path) || ❝ turn the page i need to see something new. ❞
You were there by my side on the frontline
When I thought that I fought without a cause
You gave me a reason to try
outlierdirector2023-11-01 01:57 amoceanview || ❝ i must guide my love through the night. ❞
I cannot feel her by my side
Even in this placе inside my mind