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“Oh like waaaay more than I should, especially with movies and like shows when I’m in New York City or concerts. Way more than I should.

Don’t tell Hank though. I’ve been at it for years now; it’s kinda hard to stop.

Good things are just so expensive!”

Ask me a be honest question, and I’ll answer honestly!

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Loki had been aimlessly wandering the tower when he caught Peter out of the corner of his eye. A smirk marked his face. "Peter... What are you up to?"

"Shit, it's that late." He groans, reaching for his cell phone to text his sister. He sits up on the couch, grabs his baseball cap, puts it on backwards, and places his feet on the floor as he finishes texting his sister.

He slides to sit down on the floor next to Peter. He nods, rubbing his face and placing his phone on the floor. "Yeah, my sister won't yell at me too much when I get home. Might scold me for being out so late without telling her."

Johnny just shrugs one shoulder as if to say 'Oh well'. He was grown and didn't feel the need to always tell his sister when he wasn't going to be home.

He had not meant to startle, nor had he meant to interrupt. In an instant, regret made itself at home in Loki's expression; he hadn't meant to keep Peter awake so late, either. There was no need for anyone to sit by him, after all. He was more than used to being alone even in times of vulnerability.

Still, the sentiment of it all was a kind one, and Loki's life was always sorely missing kindness.

It took a little effort to sit up and, once he did, he leaned back against the wall for support. His entire body felt as if it was full of lead weights, dragged down and bruised. Perhaps he'd pushed himself too far during their last skirmish.

Or perhaps it was being thrown into a brick wall that had done it.

Xin Mua Ngung Roi by Tu Quyen

No hands by Waka Flocka Flame feat. Roscoe Dash & Wale

Xin loi Anh by Minh Tuyet feat. Bang Kieu

The Grid by Daft Funk TRON Soundtrack

Hydra by Henry Jackman Captain America: The Winter Soldier Soundtrack

I Hope by Gabby Barret

Nhung loi doi gian by Tu Quyen

Glimpse of us by Joji

Le Disko by Shiny Toy Guns

All I have by J.Lo feat. LL Cool J

Somewhere only we know by Keane

Tally Two/What's the plan/ F-14 Top Gun: Maverick Sountrack

Show stopper by Danity Kane

Fancy by Iggy Azalea feat. Charil XCX

Xo/ The Host by The Weeknd

Runaway by Kanye West feat. Pusha T

End of the Line by Henry Jackman Captain America: The Winter Solider Soundtrack

Vogue by Madonna

End of Line by Daft Punk TRON soundtrack

Run it by Chris Brown feat. Juelz Santana

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post-ffh spider pete meets evil!tony rp with @wallcrawlparker but literally just a plotty thread to make the muns suffer more

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Stark Industries, New Wakanda — September 2nd, 2022

“Sir.”

“What?” Tony demanded flatly, eyes locked on the screen.

Hope Van Dyne leaned in, pointing out the inconsistency in the quantum chronoton particles.

He spotted it, amended it with a flick of his hand, and resumed his task. “Thanks.”

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Probably the most important thing Tony had learned about the whole superheroing hobby was that shit got weird, but even so, tonight was a winner.  One minute Green Gargoyle had him against a wall, ranting at him about how he’d already killed the real Spider-Man and didn’t mind doing it to however many imposters came his way... and then it was like the whole world dissolved into dust and came back again, minus the bad guy, leaving Tony alone in an alley.

“Hello?” he called out.  “Hey, who did that?”

No answer.  And no sign of Green Gargoyle either.  Tony switched his goggles to infra-red and saw no sign that anybody else had been there.

It’d been a shit day, and it showed in Peter’s behaviour. He was quiet, which in itself was about as effective as setting up an eight foot wide neon sign above his head that read ‘PETER’S NOT OKAY’. If Peter’s not rambling and bouncing off the walls, might as well assume he’s ill, or moody as all hells.

“M-Mister Stark what are you doing?” He frowned, freezing for a second, before wrapping his arms around his mentor and closing his eyes. God, he could swear he felt every single muscle in his body relax and loosen at the relief of being held.

Tony knew the kid well enough by now to be able to read his moods, and it was obvious that he’d had a lousy day.  And now that he was back from wherever they’d all been for five years, one of the things Tony had resolved was there would be more hugs for everybody close to him.