❝A spiderweb is tangled up with me, and I lost my head, and thought of all the stupid things I said.❞ — 「RP+21 ✦ AU×MV ◈ TW » MC + DT « ⁝ ESTP ⁝ #AMoS ›› #Hyde」
❝Every day I wake up knowing that the more people I try to save, the more enemies I will make.❞
— Independent portrayal, loosely influenced by: ✧ TAS Movie + MCU
— Highly AU ⁝ IC ➝ Crack & Serious ⁝ Crossovers.
— Descriptive & detailed.
— SLs & banter.
— 「#Hyde」
“Tomato, tomahto,” I countered, attempting to keep things lighthearted for a bit longer. The city had enough heavy as it was...
But my smile faded a little as I looked at him, and my voice adopted a more serious tone.
“I know, though.”
Being who we were always came at a >
"Necessary life choices." Matt corrected. He's been in the middle of a warzone in the last year, and to keep that going while maintaining integrity took a few sacrifices.
"That it does... But why are /you/ miserable? Petes, you have a way out. You should take it."
> enthusiastically—and tried to redirect the conversation back to its original course.
“What I meant was... Your fight’s my fight, Matt,” I concluded, exhaling a breath a moment after. “So congratulations, I guess. You’re officially stuck with me.”
Assuming mortification >
“Mostly,” I echoed haltingly. It was impossible not to notice the word choice.
“Well, hey, I’m glad you’ve got somebody to talk to. Just…” I gestured vaguely toward the giant bowl sitting at the center of the table. “Be careful with that. I’m pretty sure that much cold brew >
"Nah, we're mostly okay, just sharing, talking..." And God knew they needed to talk, "it's been that sort of day."
If Matt was, it's been that sort of week, but he didn't want to dump on the man.
"No, no, he's good. Just hyperactive. I am too, sometimes."
> legally counts as a performance-enhancing drüg.”
I chuckled, squinting at it briefly. Although, honestly, it wasn’t really my place to judge. I’d spent a concerning part of my teenage years—and yes, still in my adult life—surviving on energy drinks and Aunt May’s meatloaf. >
“That organization that creates... superheroes?”
As a scientist, I couldn’t deny my curiosity about how it was possible. However, Vought had a strict policy regarding who they hired. And yes, I’d crossed paths with a few of their ‘heroes’ on different occasions.
“Bad times?”
>
> By her expression, the experience hadn’t been pleasant whatsoever.
Surprise etched into my features after a small pause.
“Wait... Doesn’t that mean... you’re human?”
The realization was difficult to reconcile given that Magneto was one of the most powerful mutants on >
"Superhero name?" My head tilted slightly. "Lehnsherr..." A moment of silence before realization dawned on me. "Wait. Are you..." A few blinks. "Magneto? Are you related to him?"
The twitch told her everything she needed to know. He, in fact, was not relaxed.
"Yeah, well... Tatiana Lehnsherr. I have a supe name, too, but I'll give you my government one if it shows you I mean no harm."
“What are y— Wade, slow down—!”
The words tumbled out of my mouth from how fast he was dragging me through the streets; my brown briefcase kept slamming against my side the entire time.
Fantastic. Great. Just another Tuesday, I guess.
Especially when @NOTDEADINAPOOL was >
"Yeah, this one won't even have an introduction, baby boy, so pay attention, because we kinda don't have much time." Deadpool grabbed him by his shoulders and raced down the streets, looking over his shoulders with an indecipherable look, "I lost a bet and the guy said 'hey, you-
@NOTDEADINAPOOL > am? Secret identity.” I gestured to myself. “That's the whole point of the mask, remember?”
Another turn, now down a dark alley.
“Where are you even taking me? Hey, listening is definitely 𝘯𝘰𝘵 optional!”
Maybe not in 𝘩𝘪𝘴 case, but still.
It was futile.
And the more >