#psionicisms

               her intuition had been correct-- he did have something to say. some things to ask. perhaps, even, some grovelling. when he moved passed her it was only to move around her and wind up opposite her at the kitchen island. it was just a few weeks ago when he had been sitting here, trying to enjoy his lunch, when clint tried to get some hits in.                peter sat down, his shoulders slumped and his hands rubbing one another. if he looked uneasy, that was because he WAS. greatly so. but rather than dwell and dodge as he had been for so long, he wasn’t going to waste her time.                  ❝ i’m SICK of living like this, with all this... tension. can we TALK ? ❞

❝ i’m fancying a closet clean. care to help me? i’ll provide the tea. ❞

         “ I’m not in a talking mood. “

       “I was on google earlier and saw some pictures of you wielding a bow. Are you as good as they say?”

               ”it’s six a.m., what are you doing? why are you even awake?” he asked, a tad incredulous after having padded into her workout room on his bare feet. he had thrown on a robe, not quite sure if it was one of hers or his, and he carried a handful of lemon poppy seed muffins. “seems kinda inappropriate to mention while you’re getting swole, but winston made muffins.” his intention wasn’t to tempt her, honestly.

How interested they are in having sex with them: Very. He’s interested right now.If they would rather bottom or top them: He has no preference, he’s down for all of it.How good they think they would be: He doesn’t have to guess, he knows that Betsy’s got it goin on.If they’d prefer kitchen counter, wall, or shower sex with them: Peter’s natural adhesive abilities make all of them possibilitiesIf they’d fuck, have sex, or make love: All of the aboveIf they were going to make it a threesome, the third person they’d pick: Though he wouldn’t have one, f forced to chose, he’d probably pick Dazzler. If they think there’s ever a possibility that it would happen: It already has

So, do tell, Miss Braddock, shall I proceed with a formal introduction of my figure and form? I am sure you know my visage, but I truly doubt we have met.

I don’t really care about FCs, but man oh man have I had some characters ruined for me by some blogs. Shitty experiences have made it so I’ll never see some characters in a positive light again just because of them. Even if there’s no other reason to hate them.One of these characters is Deadpool. I can’t count how many nonmutual Deadpools have sent me unsolicited IC asks, reblogged my posts, liked starter calls, and sent shippy memes in.