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twasn’t his intention, to be fair; he’s mindful of the midgardian limits, but the captain had always struck him as the most durable of his peers. gods above, don’t touch the party trick. “it’s only a distraction if it’s working,” he states plaintively, a meek smile at his lips.

green eyes track the pathway, delight spanning the length of his features. it really is quite the party trick. he’s assuming if his impulse to reach out and touch had come to fruition, it would hurt. “i believe you’re distracting me.” he wants to sound like he’s scolding, but ——



don’t get him started, he’s not very liable to stop. he’s got the shadow of the /goofiest/ little grin on his face, flexing muscles midgardians might not yet have names for as she looked on. “what?” a beat, another pointed ripple of muscle. “no applause?”

twirling auburn locks around lithe fingers — how she’s 𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙝𝙞𝙢.



ah—— he’s dropping an arm from the embrace; he really only needs one to hold him. we’re so casually flexing for the audience. wink.


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➶ i’ll choose vegas when they offer heaven’s 𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐄 ⠀﹗ ⠀ ┄┄ antonio stark, mcurp, indp. portrayal, severely au, crossovers welcome. mv / ms. graphic + violent themes. kae.


he could say the same for her. how about a greeting before they delve into the doom and gloom of it all? “little spider,” he nods. “how are we faring?”

brows furrowing, paying oh-so-much attention. he seems … tense.



he cocks his head, just the faintest edge of a smirk slanting his lips. a snap of the fingers and he’s producing a more deliberate spark— straight up in the air, a faint exclamation of the usual lightning. “it’s wonderful at parties.”

(actually incredibly cool trick. he’s tracking the little bursts of lightning with his eyes. can he just do that on command? crazy.)



rippling muscles and utter ease completely set aside—— he’s 𝗺𝗶𝘀𝘀𝗲𝗱 𝗵𝗶𝗺 so. he holds steven aloft without a second thought; truly, it requires no effort. “how have you been? gods— it’s good to see you!”

he’s gotta say, he’s not used to being lifted as easily as thor lifts him anymore. it’s a little strange, a little nice — he’s definitely getting some air. don’t drop him. “thor!”



twiddling the anxious fingers— an unbidden spark of electricity flits subtly between digits. he’ll be fine. just feeling a bit … strange.


discontent humming. he’s tapping anxious fingers across the nearest horizontal surface. mm-mm-mm.


we’re straight-up wrapping arms around @earnestichor and, (really, without much effort at all), lifting him clear of the floor. this is the biggest hug. perhaps ever. “steven!”


effervescent!

he’s gotta say, he’s not used to being lifted as easily as thor lifts him anymore. it’s a little strange, a little nice — he’s definitely getting some air. don’t drop him. “thor!”



ease the yearning, little spider. he’s here—— for now.


a gentle wave! littlest stark—— the warm welcomes are always taken in stride.


enthusiastic waving! he enjoys the runoffs from the camp—— the greeks always make for marvelous company.


sheepish twiddling of the fingers. whoops.

the thunder just came so loud and the lightning hit so hard —— he may just be having a heart attack.



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