Okay, but maybe Spiderman helps out the Avengers if they need it or if he is in the neighborhood. They don't know who he is. They want to know, of course. But respect his right to be anonymous. Doesn't mean they won't ask questions to try to figure it out though.
Maybe he lets more info slip on occasions. The latest was when he asked Bucky what he was doing for Rosh Hashanah. Which causes him to pause. Most people, if they know their history, know that Bucky was Jewish. But no one really talks about it though. And with the team not being overtly religious other then Steve who still attends mass. It comes as a surprise.
Says he doesn't have anything planned. Other then maybe relaxing.
And the team who is obviously listening in are shocked when Spiderman offers for Bucky to come celebrate.
" It's in a neutral area. Friend of a friend's apartment. Like... it's more Xmen people who I know but still! Ben Grim will be there. And well... probably Deadpool and DareDevil, even though they aren't Jewish. Double D makes me attend mass at least once or twice a year, so he gets forced to join us. We still get everyone together to celebrate and ... if you wanted, you could join..."
Bucky saying he will think about it.
And maybe once September rolls around, Bucky is standing in front of a door with a couple bottles of wine. He was not expecting this doe eyed college kid to open the door. A suprized look on his face. Looking Bucky over seeing him bringing wine.
There is lots of laughter in the background, Deadpool screaming that he wasn't going to lose in Mario Kart to a big Rock, aka Ben Grim. Bucky can see a man sitting at the table with red glasses and a cane, talking with Wanda; another shocker as she isn't around as much anymore. And there are a few other people cheering on the game in the living. He could hear lots of sounds coming from the kitchen. He focuses back on the one who opened the door,
" Hi, Mr. Barnes.... I uh didn't think you would actually show up....thanks you joining us! Not that we wouldn't want you to show! Oh god I'm rambling! Come in! I'm Peter Parker, by the way.... let me introduce you to everyone"
There are two types of writers:
1. 'It's fiction, it doesn't need to make sense!'
2. 'I didn't account for the rotation of the planet and how that affects the constalations while my characters stargazed at different times of year, I have failed as a writer, and this entire thing is trash'
Nat teaching Peter to fight like a woman because even with his super strength, because of his shorter and slimmer stature he’s still at a disadvantage against a taller, broader, also enhanced opponent, I need a second.
i hate writing smut.
"I'm in my late 20s and I'm scared I've already peaked" just don't peak then, idiot. what do you mean like you're going to just stop trying to think harder and build taller and learn more and get luckier and read deeper and dress better and fuck weirder and run faster and draw crazier and smoke danker and dance bigger and steal better and stun everyone with your cunty charm and zeal because, what, you think those are the rules? get real. get up. you have another 50 years and you're not going to use them??? give them to me.
i like the term "sworn enemies" it's like marriage vows but evil
nothing scarier than being a fan of a fic and then becoming mutuals with the author. like hi shakespeare. big fan of your fake dating au
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