The moment he got the alarm, he summoned his suit and flew as fast as he could. Something he hasn’t done in the last couple of years.
When he gets to the shopping mall, Tony lands in the free space between the civilians and the crime scene. One thing he cannot help but notice, though…
The spider webs all over the place.
All the goons were trapped in the webs, as well as their guns, separately.
It almost feels like… a flashback.
Tony wonders if this is real.
Only for his daughter to prove to him it is.
“Daddy!” Morgan exclaims in joy, running all the way to him as if nothing horrible happened. Tony’s faceplate retracts and he’s hugging his precious little girl tightly. He’s checked, she’s pretty much unharmed.
Pepper has joined them with tears in her eyes, the Starks hugging one another tearfully. Eventually, Happy shows up in relief, though he decides to keep his distance.
When Tony received the warning from Happy, he felt life flashing right before his eyes. Tony doesn’t know what he would do if he lost his family again.
At one point, Morgan gasps and she’s pulling Tony’s arm excitedly, as if wanting to show him something.
“Daddy, look! Look!” She points at the horizon. “It’s Spider-Man! He’s back!”
Frowning, Tony sees… someone wearing a Spider-Man costume, only instead of your ordinary red and blue, it’s been customized with black and red sprays.
As Morgan retells what happened, Tony is standing up again, gazing at said Spider-Man with… hope?
No, not hope.
This isn’t…
This can’t be.
He looks young, too.
And the kid is looking at all the Stark family, stepping back. Only then does Tony realize everyone is staring at him.
Suddenly, Morgan is the only one running towards him, giggling. She’s hugging him by the waist.
“I knew you’d come back,” the girl says, with so much love in her voice… She already loves Spider-Man so much, and to her, this is their first meeting.
Tony wishes this could be the case, but…
The kid gently makes Morgan let go of him, taking another step back. He looks… guilty.
“I’m… I’m sorry,” he speaks, an unfamiliar yet young, vulnerable voice. “I’m not Spider-Man.”
He sounds emotional, even, like he’s going to cry.
Tony knows…
He knows it’s not his kid.
He knows.
But…
Immediately after Tony takes his first step forward, a hand lifted towards the teen…
The boy turns around and…
Disappears.
Fades away.
Again.
Only this time, Tony couldn’t even catch him.
Somewhere, he hears people cheering on the young hero.
Tony only stands there.
Feeling like a failure again.
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Do you think this is a Kento or Toji s/o type of dress? Or someone else?
https://twitter.com/vampirearts/status/1778969822581162060?t=6SB_Q4p7233MwxutP49MEA&s=19
have you considered sukuna perhaps? because this gives me his vibes. i also see it being bought by your vampire boyfriend for you, maybe suguru or count dracula- toji
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Ingo and Emmet are perfectly in sync. They have to be, living as conjoined twins. The Subway Masters of Nimbasa City, the two are happy with their friends and family and trains.
Of course, the universe contains chaos and random chance that can affect even the closest of people. The two find themselves in situations that neither would have ever expected, and it will test them both.
Through it all, one thing is certain. Family, both blood related and chosen, will never let you be alone. And, no matter the trials, a two-car train will always continue onwards.
Another update!!
No tw for this one. Also next week I will be updating on SUNDAY instead of Saturday due to having more time Sunday afternoon. :D
Disclaimer in first reblog!
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*pops out from underneath a thousand WIPs, day 3 of MSS pairing week work, half a bottle of ibuprofen, and my 50th can of code red Mountain Dew*
what’s your ao3.
don’t ask questions, i just need it.
im not gonna use it to find your IP address and kill you, i swear. (im not that skilled man-)
i just need to know so I can… give you things… things i may have done within an hour or two…
(i will also post the link here on tumblr, our beloved hellsite, but i wanna properly gift it to you in ao3.)
*scitters back off to continue working on the thing.*
sorry homie i dont have an a03!
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@vegaprose: 🌿 ( lestat for either! )
june isn't a fan of christmas festivities simply because her grandfather never allowed her to really participate in them when she was growing up. so, now she just gets bitter. she only showed up at this particular gathering because she'd heard the eggnog would be spiked. and, of course, she'd dragged lestat along because...why not? why wouldn't she? she doesn't have a rhyme or reason for half the stuff she does, but that doesn't ever stop her. they end up in a secluded corner, lestat probably looking for his next meal while june just tries to maintain her sanity. what she doesn't realize is that they're standing beneath mistletoe. lestat notices, though...he always notices everything. by the time she looks up and sees it, he's already leaning in with a devilish grin on his face and kissing her. he's like a drug and june is immediately inebriated, hands tangling in his hair.
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