Something's Made Your Eyes Go Cold. Come On, Come On, Don't Leave Me Like This, I Thought I Had You Figured

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By: Vincent Bal Instagram: @artwoonz

Stained Glass Art

The Sweet Karma Bar on Etsy

Tony Stark: Friday give me a status report. How is my new Avenger getting along with the team?

Friday: Jessica Jones has proceeded to tell Captain America or as she refers to him Captain Popsicle to eat her ass four times, had sex with Thor, drank half of your liquor cabinet, proceeded to threaten Mr.Barton that she would report him to the IRS if he didn't give her the last piece of pizza,was tazed by Miss Romanoff twice and is currently playing Mario Kart with Mister Hulk

Tony Stark(tearing up): She is perfect

The Music Room

The Red Room used ballet prominently in their training both for its emphasis on discipline and as a cover. It was one of their most insidious tricks because the art itself is beautiful but the purpose they gave it was sinister.

As a child, Natasha didn’t see it as such, nor can she bring herself to as an adult. Ballet was so wonderful to her; they tried to teach the girls not to love anything, but she always loved ballet—the rhythm, the precision, the beauty, the art, the challenge… it was never easy, it was often painful and unforgiving, but it had such a markedly different flavour to the rest of the training that she couldn’t help forming a fondness for it.

Through the years, she has tried to peel away every last trace of the Red Room, tried to scrub out all the marks they left on her and tried to pry off all the pieces they melded onto her, but ballet is the one thing she purposely keeps.

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Trans Peter Parker part one first draft:

In which, Peter comes out to Rhodey at the park

“Good luck Pete!” Ned waved goodbye to his friend as students filed out of school.

“Thanks Ned, I’ll need it.” Peter chuckled nervously, waving back at his friend. He put on his headphones and began descending the stairs that led to the parking lot. He scanned the area, looking for the usual black car to pick him up. When he found it, he spotted Rhodey leaning on the hood, lazily scrolling through his phone. Peter picked up his face as he crossed the parking lot to get to the car. “Hey Rhodes, Tony couldn’t make it today?”

“Oh hey kid. And I told you, you can call me Uncle Rhodey. But yeah, Tony had some business to take care of. He wanted me to tell you he’s sorry, and that he’s looking forward to seeing you at dinner.” He slipped his phone into his pocket and opened the passenger door.

“Oh okay, Uncle Rhodey, can we go to the park and get some frozen yogurt today? There’s actually something I wanted to talk to you about..”  Peter said quietly, eyes fixed on the ground.

“Yeah sure kid, sounds good to me.” Rhodey frowned, concerned by the look on Peters face. He shut the door as Peter go into the car, as he walked around to the drivers side he couldn’t help but think of all the worst possible thing Peter could want to talk about.

Peter gazed out the window as they drove, trying to remain calm. He pulled out his Rubik’s cube and mindlessly fidgeted, sweat beads forming on his forehead.

Rhodey glanced over at him, his worry only deepening. He could tell how distressed Peter was, he just didn’t know what it was and it was starting to really scare him. He decided it was best to wait till Peter was ready to talk about, he didn’t want to press and make the situation worse.

The two walked over to their usual park bench, fro-yo in hand. As they sat down, Peter cleared his throat. “So um…there’s something I wanted to tell you..” Peter picked at his frozen yogurt with his spoon, his appetite gone, which was unusual, especially for him.

“Alright kid, whats up?” Rhodey asked, turning to face him. “Is..Is everything okay?” he raised an eyebrow.

“Oh yeah! I’m fine, I didn’t mean to worry you I’m sorry.” Peter chuckled nervously, avoiding his gaze.

“It’s fine dude, just tell me what’s going on.” Rhodes set his yogurt next to him on the bench, giving Peter his full attention.

“S-So um…I d-don’t really feel like a girl…and I’m pretty sure I’m a b-boy..like I’m transgender? And I’d like it if you called me P-Peter instead of my birth name and called me male pronouns if that’s o-okay.”  Peter wrung his hands as he spoke.

Rhodey’s face softened as he let out a sigh of relief. “Holy shit kid, you really had me worried there. That’s all? It doesn’t matter to me what you identify as Peter, as long you’re happy and safe. Does Tony know? I’m guessing no.”

Peter shook his head, his breath becoming steady. “N-no he doesn’t, I was hoping to tell him today though. Could you help me? I’m planning on telling him at dinner but I’m really nervous about it.” He finally looked at Rhodey, his nerves calming down.

“Of course kid, Tony is super chill, don’t worry. It’ll be okay, I promise.” he smiled softly and put his hand on Peter’s shoulder. “So how was school today Pete?”

Peter grinned, happy to hear his chosen name. “It was pretty good, I got an A on my math test!” he said, digging in to his yogurt.

“Nice! I’m so proud of you, son.” Rhodey said, messing up Peter’s hair. “And Tony will be even prouder I bet.”

Okay so i started playing the Sherlock Mobile Game and this is my Avatar. I regret nothing.