scalygatorbutts asked: Hello. I understand that your Phil is already in a relationship, but I'm kind of grasping at air here in the hopes that I might get a hit. I am a Phil/Loki shipper and I know not a WHOLE lot of people do it. I’ve been looking for someone to rp with since my last close rper friend and I split up. If you are not interested I would really appreciate it if you could maybe give me a signal boost? I understand though if you do not want to. Thank you for your time.

Unfortunately, I don’t go into any specific RP with a ship in mind. If a character develops chemistry with someone else, then so be it, but forcing it makes it feel just that, forced. That said, I don’t see how Phil/Loki could develop in any way without mind control or some other sort of badtouch scenario. That’s just me, however, and how I play Phil. (I also can’t ship Loki with anyone, honestly, because he just doesn’t seem interested to me.)

I’m also on hiatus, too, probably permanently. Marvel Infinity has gotten too big for me to maintain the Indie and the other blogs I run.

That said, here’s your signal boost. If there are any Phil rpers that want a Phil/Loki kind of thing, come talk to this lovely mun.

Good luck to you.

lywinis:

“Nice car, that a ‘65?” he asked, slotting the nozzle of the pump into his tank and turning on the automatic pump. He leaned back and gave the car an appreciative glance.

“‘62,” Phil said, running his hand along Lola’s flank. “What about yours, ‘67?”

“On the nose,” the man said, grinning. “She’s my Baby.”

“I know the feeling. She looks to be in great shape.” Phil watched a taller man pad out of the convenience store, followed by Steve, who held a paper sack of snacks and a couple of soft drinks. “Looks like that’s me.”

“Me, too. Take care of her, y’hear?” The man tossed him a salute, and the taller man took his elbow.

“Dean,” he said, and Phil noted that while he was younger looking, he looked a lot more tired. Brothers, or best friends, perhaps. “We need to get going.”

“I know, Sammy, we’re going.” Dean clapped the taller man on the shoulder, and they packed up.

“Who was that?” Steve asked as Phil replaced the nozzle. He glanced at the Impala pulling out; Lola was headed in the opposite direction.

“Just someone who can appreciate a good car,” Phil said, sliding into the driver’s seat. “Did they have mini donuts?”

agentclntbrtn:

Look at this bow. Isn’t it neat? 

Wouldn’t you think my collection’s complete? 

Wouldn’t you think I’m the dude, 

the dude who has - everything

Look at this quiver

Arrows untold 

How many arrows can one quiver hold? 

Looking around here you think 

Sure, he’s got everything. 

I’ve got composites and recurves a plenty 

I’ve got longbows and compounds galore 

You want piss arrows 

I’ve got twenty! 

But who cares 

No big deal 

I want moooore.

I wanna be where the Avengers are 

I wanna see, wanna see them prancin’ 

Flying around on … what do you call them? 

Oh! Suits! 

Shootin’ a bow, you don’t get too far 

Suits are required for flying, saving 

Strolling around down a - what’s that word again? 

SHIELD 

Up where they save, up where they fly 

Up where they stay all day in the sky 

Wanderin’ free, wish I could be 

Part of that world

What would I give if I could live with Avengers? 

What would I pay to spend a day as a hero? 

Bet’cha those guys they understand 

That they don’t reprimand their soldiers 

Proper soldier sick of grunt work 

ready to stand 

and ready to know what superheroes know 

ask ‘em my questions and get my answers 

what’s a repulser and why does it - what’s the word? 

burn? 

when’s it my turn 

wouldn’t i love, love to explore that world of steve 

right out of SHIELD 

wish i could be 

part of that world

(Credit: X)

ioncebrokeharlem:

shield-nanny:

“You’re very welcome,” he said, tucking his nose into her hair and helping her get situated. “Nothing I can’t help with, right?”

He ended up rolling onto his back and pillowing her on his chest, his hands warm as he made sure she was comfortable and the blankets were over them.

He stroked her back, trying to help lull her to sleep. “Did you have fun, at least?”

She settled easily against his chest. This was where she belonged, always. With the man she loved, sleeping with him, safe and warm. The buzz of the wine didn’t hurt though.

“We had silly straws.” She giggled, pressing a kiss to his jaw. “Dunno why he did it, but yeah. Fun. Sorry for waking you though.”

“You didn’t wake me. I was in the office finishing up some reports that needed to be filed today. I woke up early to do them, but I think I’d rather go back to sleep.” He nuzzled into her neck, pressing small kisses to her collarbone.

“In fact, your being here pretty much influences that decision,” he said, smiling against her skin.

ioncebrokeharlem:

shield-nanny:

“Hmm, I think I should get that water and aspirin just in case. I have a feeling you’re going to want it.” He smiled and disengaged her fingers, slipping away for a minute and then padding back with a glass of water and the bottle from the bathroom.

He stripped down for sleep and curled up under the blankets with her, tucking her close.

When he disappeared she flopped back onto bed, trying to get comfortable alone. Their bed was too big for one person, after she grew used to sleeping with Phil and Steve. She was too small without them.

Phil came back and she cooperated as much as her limbs would allow, and tucked herself against him, humming happily. “Mmmthank you, sweetheart.”

“You’re very welcome,” he said, tucking his nose into her hair and helping her get situated. “Nothing I can’t help with, right?”

He ended up rolling onto his back and pillowing her on his chest, his hands warm as he made sure she was comfortable and the blankets were over them.

He stroked her back, trying to help lull her to sleep. “Did you have fun, at least?”

ioncebrokeharlem:

[Text — Encrypted] You’re welcome, sweetheart.

[Text — Encrypted] See you in a minute.

The elevator shirred open and he took in the sight of his son sprawled out on the couch, crazy straws scattered around him like some sort of twisted plastic snow. He shook his head and cleaned up the boxes of wine before turning to Bree and tucking his arms underneath her.

“Hello, gorgeous. Let’s get you to bed.” He lifted, picking her up and cradling her to his chest before walking her back into the bedroom. He took off her shoes and tucked her into bed, smoothing the hair from her forehead and kissing her brow.

“You need anything?” he asked. “Glass of water, aspirin for when you wake up?”

Bree hadn’t felt like this in ages. She had no idea why Clint had decided to start drinking, nor why she chose to join him, but that was in the past, and now she was being lifted. She yelped softly and wrapped her arms weakly around Phil’s neck.

She smiled warmly and pressed a sloppy kiss to the inside of his wrist. “Just get into bed with me.” She slurred. She’d probably regret the lack of water and aspirin in the morning, but drunk Bree didn’t care.

“Hmm, I think I should get that water and aspirin just in case. I have a feeling you’re going to want it.” He smiled and disengaged her fingers, slipping away for a minute and then padding back with a glass of water and the bottle from the bathroom.

He stripped down for sleep and curled up under the blankets with her, tucking her close.

ioncebrokeharlem asked: [text] yeah rpobably. [text] love you thansk

[Text — Encrypted] You’re welcome, sweetheart.

[Text — Encrypted] See you in a minute.

The elevator shirred open and he took in the sight of his son sprawled out on the couch, crazy straws scattered around him like some sort of twisted plastic snow. He shook his head and cleaned up the boxes of wine before turning to Bree and tucking his arms underneath her.

“Hello, gorgeous. Let’s get you to bed.” He lifted, picking her up and cradling her to his chest before walking her back into the bedroom. He took off her shoes and tucked her into bed, smoothing the hair from her forehead and kissing her brow.

“You need anything?” he asked. “Glass of water, aspirin for when you wake up?”

ioncebrokeharlem asked: [text] the roooom is spinnnig. [text] yesplease. [text] i havent drank since before i met yuo, you know taht?

[Text — Encrypted] I think there might be a reason for that, sweetheart. Stay put, and don’t stand up.

[Text — Encrypted] I’ll be there in a moment.

ioncebrokeharlem asked: [text] clint gad wine. [text] the shceap stuff.

[Text — Encrypted] Do you need a hand getting to bed, then?