Kreatives Chaos
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nessanielFuck. ich weiß wieder, warum ich Iron Man 2 so doof fand: ich hab dasselbe Problem mit Autorität und dem Annehmen von Hilfe/Eingestehen von Schwächen wie Tony. Der Film ist also gar nicht so doof (außer die Szenen mit Rhodey. WTF ihr Regie-Asis! Rhodey ist der Vater vom verlorenen Sohn hoch zehn, das tut man ihm einfach nicht an!!!) sondern er trifft mich genau da, wo es auch mir wehtut.
Schreibt mir irgendwer eine FF zur Team-Interaktion von Natasha und Tony? Ich will wissen, wie nachtragend er ist. xDDD
Und hier ein paar Bilder aus unserer Schneiderwerkstatt/aka unser Wohnzimmer nach dem Stoffkrieg:
Von kurz hinter der Tür aus auf dem Nähtisch und ja, so bewahrt man Stoffreste und fertig genähte Oberteile auf: in einem zusammengeknüllten, platz-ineffektiven Haufen
Vom Sofa aus linke Seite. Wir haben das Sofa
Vom Sofa aus rechte Seite mit pinkus Laptop und meinem super fluffigen Petticoat auf unserem Sitzsack, den wir seit einer Woche nicht mehr gesehen haben.
Mein...Arbeitstisch XD Mit Bügelfolie, Stoffkleber, Nervennahrung, ungemachten Japanischhausaufgaben (I am so fucked) und Goldfäden drauf. Wo arbeite ich? Auf dem Fußboden natürlich, mit dem Sofa als Arbeitsunterlage.
Vor dem Fernsehregal. Pinkus zauberhafte Flügelchen, die Heißklebepistole (mein bester Freund. Wer braucht schon Garn xD), der Rewe-Einkaufskorb (gefühlte zwanzig davon stehen in der Küche) und mein Hütchen, im Trockenvorgang.
Hach ja. Mein Outfit liegt in den letzten Zügen, es fehlt noch ein Stoff, der hoffentlich nächste Woche pünktlich ankommt, sonst muss ich weinen. pinku hat eigentlich alles daran gemacht, ich hab äh... die Schleifen genäht (nach dieser tollen Anleitung von pinku xD) und sonstige Kleinarbeiten übernommen (ich HASSE Schrägband xD).
Ja. Eigentlich hat dieser Eintrag nur stattgefunden, weil ich meinen Hut nicht fertig machen wollte. Aber jetzt kann ich es leider nicht mehr aufschieben. Wuhuuu!
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Date: 2012-05-21 05:02 am (UTC)His dad pulled the car up in front of the building and turned to face him.
“So remember, there are two things to avoid” he said. “Don’t enter any sport’s clubs and do not have sex in the school’s bath room, that’s gross.”
“Oh God, Dad, will you please stop it!” Peter sank into his seat blushing fiercely but Tony just pushed down his sunglasses and looked at him.
“I am being serious here, Peter. No sex until you are 17...oh hi Shannon, nice to see you!” He waved at the young blond woman who had just passed the cabriole and was now retreating with a big grin that meant embarrassing shouts from his peers for Peter. Again. He groaned and hid his face in his hands.
“Dad, that girl’s name isn’t Shannon, it’s Stacey” he explained mumbling.
“Really?” Tony sounded surprised. “She looked like a Shannon.”
“Whatever, Dad. Thanks for driving me.” Peter sighed and opened the door.
“I...wait!” Tony said hastily but when Peter turned, he waved it off and looked pointedly in the other direction. “I mean. No. Don’t wait, go on. Have a nice day, I guess.”
Peter cocked his head then he smiled, bent forward and planted a big wet kiss on his father’s cheek. Tony almost jumped, bringing his hand up to place it on his cheek as if he couldn’t believe what had just happened.
“Yeah, I guess I will. You too, daddy.” Peter grinned and finally left the car, sauntering his backpack over one shoulder.
Finally, he thought, when he heard his father start the engine again. He loved his dad but sometimes he was a bit overprotective.
Peter shook his head and smiled, waving at classmates when he heard a familiar voice.
“Hey, boy!”
Peter froze and turned around.
Steve was jogging towards him, in that ancient leather jacket of his and his usual outdated hair style.
“Hi da...” Peter started when he was picked up, crushed by a fierce hug followed by a peck on his forehead.
“Ouf!”
“Thank goodness I caught you just in time” Steve said releasing him and tousling his hair.
“Whatever for, dad?” Peter coughed. He tried to ignore the snorts from his peers forcing himself to smile.
Steve was of course oblivious and held out a huge brown paper bag. “You forgot your breakfast, again! Really, Peter, we have been over this so often now, you have to take better care of yourself I won’t always be there to...”
A honk interrupted them. Steve rolled his eyes. “I’m coming, Tony, just a minute!” he shouted over his shoulder and faced Peter again. “Remember, eat your vegetables not only sweets understood?”
“Yeah...understood” Peter mumbled when another honk (that sounded even more impatient than the first) was heard and Steve furrowed his brow. “Really, Tony, you are embarrassing him. Anyway, Peter, darling, have a nice day, yes?”
“Yeah, of course. Bye, dad” Peter mumbled and eventually, Steve left, got into the car and Tony drove off honking once again for good measure.
Finally. Peter rubbed his face and sighed, getting ready for another day of mockery.
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“That was embarrassing on so many scales” Natasha said lowering the binoculars. “Poor boy.”
“Yeah, right?” Clint agreed crawling closer to the edge of the roof, looking for a suitable place to put an arrow into the school’s walls. “I am surprised Steve didn’t come in full gear. Imagine Captain America throwing his shield to make sure his boy gets his daily ration of bread and butter?”
Natasha laughed. “We have to take more photos. Peter will love those when he gets married.”
“Yeah, we will. But right now, let’s get those stink bombs into the chemistry lab.”
“Alright. You put on the name tags?”
"Yep. 'Property of Peter Parker' nice and clear."
"Great."
(Es ist ungebetaed xD)
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Date: 2012-05-21 07:15 am (UTC)Oh Peter! <3
Oh Steve! Oh Tony!
God, I need this in my life like breathing! :D ♥ ♥ ♥
Seriously, is there anything better than having two overprotective, completely embarrassing dads that are superheroes? *g*
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Date: 2012-05-21 07:54 am (UTC)Imagine Steve and Tony at "Elternsprechtag" please. *sporfle*
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Date: 2012-05-21 06:30 pm (UTC)Steve und Tony. Und Natasha und Clint. Und Gott, der arme, arme Peter.
MEEEEEEEEHR!
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Date: 2012-05-22 11:58 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-05-22 07:40 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2012-05-22 12:47 pm (UTC)Dialogfic just for you!
"Grounded?! Why am I grounded? I totally saved that man! In mid-air! Flying a burning helicopter! While repeating my French vocabulary to calm him down!"
"I am not going to discuss my decision with you, young man. You are grounded for two weeks and that's it."
"But I..."
"I'm with you, Pete. I think it's too harsh but your dad here..."
"You are not going to blame this on me, Tony! You said yourself he was too reckless!"
"Yeah, so? I never said anything about grounding him."
"No, you wanted to lock his door while he was sleeping and not let him out til he turns 21!"
"What?!"
"Just to keep you safe! And really Steve, that was said to you in the privacy of our bedroom..."
"DAD!"
"Tony!"
"... where it should have stayed! Jeez, calm down. Prudes everywhere."
"This is not being a prude this is about not wanting mental scars for the rest of my life!"
"Really Tony you should watch your language, there is a child present!"
"I am not a child! I'm a super capable... superhero!"
"And you are grounded, hero business included."
"This is so unfair! I'm just doing my job and..."
"And what about that French test last week? An E minus, I think?"
"That was just..."
"No excuses. That was just you not doing your job! You are first and foremost responsible for getting through school with appropriate grades. Everything else is second in line."
"Come on, Steve, who needs French anyway? Although you are pretty good at it..."
"TONY! Not helping!"
"Yeah, yeah, sorry. Now, Pete. Be a good boy and just lay low for a week..."
"Two weeks!!"
"Yeah, two weeks and everything will be fine. We'll even get you a hot French tutor..."
"Oh God, dad..."
"Oh God, Tony..."
"What?"
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Date: 2012-05-22 07:48 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-05-23 06:31 am (UTC)Man, ey. Diese drei. Sie fressen mein Gehirn! XDDD Ich brauche mehr Prompts!
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Date: 2012-05-23 06:46 am (UTC)Was fluffiges! Was angstiges! Und was zum spielen!
Äh ja, prompts warte ...
Peter gets involved in a gay bashing - maybe he's affronted on his dad's behalf and starts kicking ass and taking names?
Would love to read the talk afterwards. Can be angsty or schmoopy or cracky - I just want Steve and Tony being like "you're not allowed to get beaten up/beat people up (depends if he's already Spiderman or not, I guess *g*), young man!" and Peter being like "but I did it for you!" or something. <3
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Date: 2012-05-23 06:48 am (UTC)Peter assumes Bruce doesn't like him, because he keeps his distance (even though Peter total science-fangirls him). In reality Bruce is just terrified of accidentally hurting Peter.
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Date: 2012-05-23 09:49 pm (UTC)