@brooklynraiised.
“you know, i bet we could have an awesome rivalry. something like captain america versus...actual america,” she says. well, team-ups were things, too, but that’s certainly not where america’s thoughts usually were. “if this weren’t such an important event, i’d say, let’s launch this scheme right now.” she’s joking. mostly. she’d be lying if she said she didn’t enjoy chaos.
@wolffteeth.
“so, even though you’re not the biggest fan of this place, do you like their parties?” america laughs in spite of their last conversation as she approaches nebula. “because, as much shit as i like to give everyone around here, i’ll take free food from anywhere. and, you know, valentine’s can be kind of fun.”
@scmmertimes.
“do you know when the last time i think i was at something like this was?” america’s arm is loop through the other’s, with her hand resting on kate’s leg. “that new year’s party, the year when we first met.” it’s crazy how distant that feels, now, with how much has happened in the world since then. but, she’s happy. she hopes kate is, too. as comfortable as she is, she untangles herself from the other, and then stands up, holding out a hand. “come on, let’s look around.”
spidrweb:
“Thank you! It took me a while to remember how to put a tie on.” Peter admits with a laugh – just happy to see a familiar face around this thing. “You know what they say, spiders stick together!” He says proudly with a hand on his hip for a moment before he relaxes his posture. “Happy valentine’s day, America.”
“i don’t blame you, those things look way too complicated. i guess they’re not as tasteful, but i never understood why those clip-on ones got such a bad rap.” she laughs at what he says before adding, “makes sense.” america smiles, and then nods. “thanks. did you bring a date? or have any good chocolate?”
@spidrweb.
“hey, disney, i like your suit!” she approaches peter as soon as she catches sight of him, glad to see a familiar and friendly face. “i was wondering if you’d be here when i saw this sculpture that looked like a spider, earlier.” she shrugs, amused with her own thoughts. “happy valentine’s day.”
@shcrpedge.
“i feel like i keep seeing you around the past few days, right?” america asks the other woman. as apprehensive as she’d tried to see, she’d actually been having a pretty good time so far. drink in hand, she gives her a small smile. “i’m america.”
“oh hush,” the woman playfully scolded the other as she begun following in america’s steps. she was glad that they were still america and kate after changing their relationship and taking it to the next level. “i think it is going to be a lot more meaningful because we were best friends first,” she mused her head before laughing as she rolled her eyes playfully at the other, “i think you will like my bed a lot more,” followed by a wink as she walked through the glowing portal, straight into her living room, “sorry about the mess. wasn’t expecting company.”
“see?” she says, still joking. america’s head turns in kate’s direction, giving her the regular half-smile, half-smirk that she wore so often. but, then her expression gentles, and she nods in agreement as kate step towards the portal. “i think so, too. we’re still best friends,” she points out.” she laughs shortly, and then adds on teasingly, “i think i will. because, not gonna lie, i’m exhausted.” with a quick flick of her hand, she closes the portal behind them and shrugs lightheartedly. “no worries, it’s just me.” she drops down onto the couch a moment later, pulling kate’s hand with her.
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loki’s confused about why they’re alive again, but it’s not an uncommon enough occurrence to let it bother them too much. they’re more concerned about why they’d been dead for three years rather than the usual mere months. as it is, they’ve found a park bench and have sprawled themself across it when they feel someone’s eyes on them. “why don’t you take a picture?” they say to the other without looking, “it’ll last longer.”
america knows that it’s rude to stare, but...she hasn’t seen or heard from loki in forever she’s not even fully sure that it’s actually them. she doesn’t think they’ve noticed her, but she doesn’t think much of it when she probably should have because she’s a little surprised when she hears their voice. america walks closer, arms crossed as she actually looks at them. “i forgot how tall you are. when you’re not a child.”
spidrweb:
Peter observes the portal for a moment, and for a moment he’s fascinated in how exactly it works. He also knows logically that maybe it was just something that happens, he couldn’t explain his own abilities. “Yeah, not very subtle. I think an empty hotel room would be best. I agree with that. If we came out of this in the middle of the park it would attract attention.” Peter smiles as he looks back at her. “You would make a fortune, taking people to visit other dimensions. You’d have to get a GREAT lawyer. I know a guy.”
“exactly,” she says, before giving a small smile in return. “so, cool. we have the basis of a plan. we’re already further than most people get when planning to do things,” she laughs, and gives a contented nod. “right? people already pay way too much to go twenty blocks.” though, she supposed she could view anything as too much. “if i ever go into business, i’ll make sure to call.”
“you never had to impress me - well, not too much,” kate bit her bottom lip in amusement before she pulled her arms away from america’s neck as they separated, ready to move, “i’ve never dated another woman before so this is going to be both scary and exciting to me,” the raven haired woman was happy to jump into the deep end but if it was with her best friend, she was happy to do it, “back to mine or yours?”
“see,” america teases, beginning to lead the way away from the busier street so that they can just teleport home without aversion from any spectators. “i had to a little.” it was kind of funny, thinking about how when they’d first met all of those years ago as teenagers how they hadn’t exactly taken to each other at first. “well, i hope i can live up to the hype,” she jokes. “if there’s even hype, which there should be.” to kate’s earlier point, america was certainly not short on confidence. “yours. i like your couch.” she smiles, before stepping to the side and swinging her fist through the air to open the portal; the most convenient way back to kate’s. she gestures with her free hand to the glowing passage way. “after you.”
❝ have you ever attended a gala event ? i am not fond of larger crowds , but the purpose requires for me to attend. ❞ he offered kindly to the other , he had no ill will with the younger avenger. his qualms lied in the original idiots.
“uh, no. don’t think so. maybe some gala-adjacent events?” she shrugs. “i don’t mind crowds if you’re with the right people, but otherwise, yeah. i agree. and what do you have to do there? give a speech?”
❝ yes, really , if you haven’t met him before you’ll know who he is the moment you see him. he’s not exactly a hard person to miss. ❞ there is a light eye roll at the thought of tony stark . their work ethic has always been an uneven match – she felt blessed to work indirectly from him. ❝ you know what ? i might be flying solo , i might not i guess it depends if anyone asks me. me and dates don’t tend to end well, ❞ it wasn’t a self - depreciating joke – danger tends to follow and cuts things short .
“tony stark’s hosting it, isn’t he? well, i heard something like that, at least.” america shrugs, rather in different. “i don’t know really know him.” she appreciates the other woman’s honesty, and that she’s in general easy to talk to. her head nods in agreement, and she offers sharon a small smile. “i get that. i’m sure you have friends who will be there anyway. sometimes it’s more convenient to go on your own like, you never have to stick around longer than you want to because you can just leave whenever.”
“Where exactly do you go ?” He wasn’t exactly interested in trying it out but he did find himself a little curious on what she meant. He could see getting free drinks from a couple of already drunken patrons. That had to be EASY. “I don’t know, I’m not big on this kind of black-tie-affair shit. If nothing else, it’s probably something to do, though. At least they picked an art museum.”
“uheverywhere. well, more like anywhere. when i teleport it’s sort of controlled mentally so my thoughts channel where i want to go or what i want to get from somewhere. there are all kinds of wild dimensions. ones with free stuff or no laws should or whatever are inevitably out there. to my understanding, at least. have you heard of this stuff?” it was in her experience that most people she met hadn’t. but, that was fine. from america’s point of view, what was the good in having superpowers if you couldn’t use them to your own benefit. besides, she wasn’t harming anyone. “i don’t blame you. i’d wear these gym shorts everywhere i went if i could. but, even though i’m not big on dressing up, it can be fun to. sometimes.”
