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PECPLESAEGIS | MARVEL MULTIMUSE | PREVIOUSLY UNBOUNDFORM

hi diddly ho, new followerino. my name is kishi ( any pronouns will do, but i do get a bit of gender euphoria when he/they are used ) . i am twenty six years old and currently in the gmt timezone. this may change occasionally to gmt +1 or JST ( which is gmt + 9. ) due to having family in both france and japan ( travelling to japan is incredibly rare as a lot of my family tends to come to me as they like travelling ) activity on this blog will depend on work schedules which will pick up again in the new year, my mental health and spending time with family. so, for now, i will consider it moderate, but this may change.. 

as mentioned above, i have character’s from both the marvel universe. some of  the faceclaims i use may be east asian, but this blog is not in the krp community. i do not and will never condone the fetishizing of asian face claims, and if i see it happening, or things like you only following me for the face claims i use, i will block and unfollow. i am incredibly welcoming to any universe, and will take the time to learn about your characters too. this blog is private and selective, which means i will only write with mutuals – unless i have placed an open rp in the tags. 

WHERE’S KISH TODAY?

honestly, when i’m not on tumblr, i’m either on the switch, fortnite or discord which you can find below. please just let me know if you’re adding though.

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The sudden snap of the bomb in his hand and the explosion that followed thoroughly warmed his hand and threatened to shred his suit. The material that clung to his skin was meant to be vaguely heat-resistant, but it was the most suited to dampen up-close, blunt damage. While the explosion didn’t take away his ability to use his arm, he did notice with a glance that the suit had frayed the slightest bit and exposed a sliver of pink skin underneath.

A half-second after Harry did, Peter touched down. He shook out his hand, the white plates of his mask narrowing. “Hey, man, that stings. The insult, not the bomb.”

“No, I can’t. Kind of a bad habit.” He tried to loosen up, let his arms hang at his sides so he didn’t look as threatening — given he appeared threatening to begin with. “You know I can’t ignore when trouble is going down, especially when the one causing trouble is a friend.”

friend. the term seemed so.. useless at this point. harry had gone out of the way to distance himself in every way that he could. were they really friends anymore? if the mask didn’t cling to his face, the younger osborn was sure that he’d be rubbing at his face in exhaustion. typical peter. he just never knew when to give up. that’s what made all of this even worse. there’s a muffled grunt, hands flailing upwards slightly.

“oscorp technology is a fascinating thing, hm?” military grade packed into one small little ball. norman didn’t have many good ideas, but this one was kind of perfect.

“So what your saying is that your just as bad a liar as Peter, good to know.” It was nothing short of a miracle that he’d kept being a Stark secret for as long as he did, not to mention keeping the fact he was Spider-Man under wraps as long as he did. “Happy’s barbequing, Pepper picked up some snack foods yesterday and May brought…her famous Walnut Date Loaf, I’ve got Morgan sneaking a couple sliced out to the ducks every few hours.”

“i live in a house with norman osborn. i’m a pretty good liar.” he had to be living with that man. listening as the other rattled off what was happening, harry huffed quietly. proper family get together, huh? “ oh god, i still don’t have the guts to tell may that i don’t like that.” common decency, though. for a woman that had shown him more than enough “ i uh.. won’t eat much. i’ve got stuff to do after this.”

“Well when people are usually comparting me to you and Hammer their ain’t much of a competition, to bad Pym’s retired. Might be some actual intellectual conversation to be had at these things.”

“ okay, one thing you’re not going to do is put me in the same thread as hammer. i may be a bit arrogant, but i’m no where near as stupid as that man is. have some class.” a pause "what are you here for, stark?"

         she can hardly believe she’d actually mustered up the courage to say the words , though the delivery had been that of someone who’d felt they were going to combust should they keep their mouth shut. each syllable’d spilled haphazardly from her lips , perfectly imperfect in their delivery. it’d made it all the more real , though there’s no faking the smile that graces her lips when he informs her that he’s her , quote : favorite person.

        she’s eager to kiss him , eager to bask in the knowing of reciprocated fervor. her act of bravery has brought her elation , ease & , most of all , enlightenment. once the pair pull back , she still keeps her hand atop his , caressing his wrist with her thumb.  & it makes her heart ache , that he should question his worth for even a second. the mere promise of knowing she will speak to him … it proves powerful enough to get her out of bed each & every morning , even when weighed down by the harrowing truths that have stemmed from her father’s wrongdoing. harry … his mere existence , is one of few impetus’ that can bring about a smile following such a betrayal. he is such an immovable FORCE , & liz has long since deduced that their connection is perhaps the only good thing to come out of her life’s upheaval.

         ❛ of course , harry.  of course. ❜  the way she feels about it him … it’s the only thing she’s been sure of in what has felt like an eternity. her life as of late had been marked by uncertainty , so the formation of such feelings immediately presented liz with something foreign. comfort , consistency. loving harry propelled her back in time , to a space in which she knew no pain , no deceit. she felt like she could breathe , & in doing so it gave her the security to let go. to exhale , sans fear of drowning & sinking further , further down from everything she’d ever known. if anything , loving harry brought liz closer to herself. to who she wanted to be. it’s all very terrifying , falling in love like this – but to be with someone like him , for her very first time ? liz felt fortunate , & she intended to make it known.

        ❛ i’ll always want you around, okay?  always.  ❜ she hums once in thought , perking up just seconds later as if she’s just had the most brilliant epiphany.  ❛ you … and all the things that make you you ,  are so special to me , harry. so let’s just … stay together for a long , long time alright? i don’t ever want to lose you.  ❜

        he’d admit: he’s thought about being the one to say it a lot. it had played on the younger osborn’s mind the more he let his feelings get in the way, and the weight that’s lifted off his shoulders at not having to be the one that mentioned it is monumental. harry osborn just simply didn’t do feelings. he’d work around them. he’d mess people around, but liz? she felt right, and just sat the way they were, it felt like something that had always supposed to have been there.

         “you know, there’s not gonna be much peace for you if things get out anywhere.” that had been harry’s main worry. she wasn’t him. she hadn’t been in the public eye as much as he had been. getting scrutinized for the smallest things, not being able to live a normal life. that wasn’t something he had ever wanted for her. “are you okay with that? i don’t.. mind keeping things quiet, obviously.” no norman to know. maybe they’d agree on telling her mother. there’s a gentle hum of content. one harry hadn’t felt in a long time. it was just her, wasn’t it? the way nothing else in the room really mattered to him, just her. soft eyes glance down to her hand, the way her finger runs over scars that line his wrist. it would be a lot, really. to take on someone who knew that they weren’t okay, but he’d been open about that, hadn’t he? he was SURE he had.

     ❛ you don’t know how long i’ve been actually waiting to say that. had it all planned and everything. stole my thunder. ❛  there’s a nervous laugh. giggling school kids! he can hear his father muttering now, but the ELATION on harry’s face was almost comforting. it had been far too long since he’d felt comfortable enough with someone that weakness could be shown. harry’s hand moved to rest on hers, soothing circles brushing over her skin. it wasn’t surprising, really. trauma tends to bring people together in the most strange of ways. had he ever thought he’d like her like this when harry had watched liz walk away from homecoming? never. liz had always been too far from anyone’s reach. the girl of so many people’s dreams, but – the offer of being someone she could talk to if she needed, it had opened something up.