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JEALOUSY

 

Everyone feels jealous at one point or another, whether it's justified or not. What's important is how we deal with it... do we discuss it, fight about it, or plan epic revenge to carry out?

 

- Post with your character's name/series in the subject as well as any preferences.

- Others go to RNG and roll from 1-10, then respond!

- Play it out!

 

 

1 → wandering eye.

You think your lover has been looking at other's a little too often or flirting too much in your company. You can't keep quiet any longer about it.

 

2 → simple life

Your friend, family, or lover has always had it so much easier and you can't help but feel a little put off.

 

3 → don't you forget about me

Your friend or lover has found someone new they want to spend almost all their time with and you can't help but feel a little cheated.

 

4 → cheated

Forget just a sneaking suspicion. You've caught your lover in the act of cheating and it's driving you nuts. You have to confront them about it.

 

5 → for the glory

You did all the work, or at least you feel like you did, so why do they always get all the praise?

 

6 → moved on

You broke up or had a falling out with someone close to you and it's killing you to see how they've seemed to let go and you're stuck standing in place.

 

7 → because i want you

You're jealous of any attention they get because you're secretly in love with them. Time to make it known!

 

8 → always the favourite

Everyone always praises them or they were clearly the favourite child or just more popular with friends. You can't help but hate it.

 

9 → more experience

they're more experienced, either in the bedroom or in the office. Any activity, they outshine you. Who wouldn't feel a little inferior?

 

10 → your choice!

Didn't see something listed? Use your own idea!

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Bruce Banner | MCU

[ionizing]

9

[isntaboutme]

[Jealousy never looks good on anyone, and that's what Steve keeps telling himself.

He also tries not to sulk in the corner while Bruce is clearly deeply engaged in some important equation, or formula, or something impressively scientific. Though he can't help but wonder what it would be like to have that kind of intelligence.

He just isn't feeling useful right now, when soldiering isn't needed.]

[ionizing]

[ The lab is always a distraction for Bruce; spending countless hours poring over notes and results, compiling data for the sheer pleasure of it, because he derives satisfaction and a sense of peace that comes with the amount of effort from it. Part of why he loves it in the first place, part of why he deliberately distances himself at times, as opposed to engaging everyone for conversation. He's seen first hand just how difficult it can be at times to maintain a sense of composure.

When Steve walks in, he barely notices, a pencil in one hand, idly tapping over paper (because it's been so long, and he misses the feel of it), attention on the screen to his left as he pores over equations for a missing link; the nth time of the day and Bruce could be accurate if he wanted to, but right now that doesn't matter. It's not until he turns back to the paper that he catches the familiar sight of the man's clothing and he looks up, eyes slightly wide with the realization that he's simply ignored him. ]

Captain. [ They might be done with the battle for now, but he hasn't quite forgotten how to address him. Setting the pencil down, he leans back against the chair, posture forgotten in favor of conversation he doesn't have to actively seek out. ] What can I do for you?

[isntaboutme]

[Steve has the decency to look a bit sheepish. It's not anyone's fault when they're given a gift to work with. He's glad, really, that Banner elects to use his mind to continue helping everyone. He admires the other man.]

I'm not exactly sure if this is the kind of thing you have time for, I know you're busy. [But Steve is quite frankly too embarrassed to go to anyone else, and he thinks that Bruce is a likable guy, that hopefully won't judge him harshly. In terms of smarts, there is a little above average, and then there seems to be those people like Bruce and Tony. Do they know everything?]

I'm having a little trouble with this phone. [He sets the brand new, SHIELD issued piece of technological hassle on the table.]

[ionizing]

[ Most people would laugh at Steve for this, and all things considered, maybe they should. It's the norm now to know how to use such things and his obliviousness would be mocked given how old he is, but Bruce enjoys it. At his core, beyond the obvious polite exterior, he's a teacher, the byproduct of far too many years in research, and moments like these he can't help but reach out and simply give the man what he's asking for. ] Doesn't mean I can't make time for a friend, [ He says warmly, reaching for the handheld device.

It's identical to his own, as SHIELD had given them out earlier in the day to simplify matters overall, and while Bruce had caught on quickly enough, he couldn't fault the Captain. Most people might mock him, Tony including, for electing to put his strengths to something like this, but at this point, he doesn't see the flaws in the question. Rationally speaking, it was to be expected and Bruce gestures over to the stool in front of him, motioning for Steve to take a seat. ]

They're complicated at first glance, but you're an intelligent man, Captain. You'll manage. Have you used a similar one before?

[isntaboutme]

[Steve slides onto the stool, just because he's used to the longer limbs and muscles now, doesn't mean there aren't still moments when he feels like a small man again.]

I got the basic make of it, yes. [He can answer a call, and he can read a text, but his attempts at anything else have been somewhat poor in the execution.]

Is it true that these will signal where we are? [None of the Avengers had reason to like the idea that SHIELD could track their movements exactly, but in all honestly, that was probably the case all along. Steve just didn't want to make it easy for them.]

[ionizing]

We'll work on that if you'd like. [ As far as he was concerned, answering texts and calls were about all he needed a phone for, at least the issued one; Tony had been more than generous enough to offer Bruce an entirely novel one of his own creation that he far preferred in private.

He's quiet for a while longer, going through Steve's own phone, distaste at his words quite evident. He was right, no one did enjoy having themselves tracked, Bruce least of all, knowing they actually had kept tabs on him before this went down. ] Unfortunately. [ The distaste is evident as he says the word, glancing up towards the other man. ] Easier to come find us again when they need us. [ Though it's not like the other agents of SHIELD were as capable as them, if he could be allowed a moment of pride. ]

Just hope there's no future alien invasion, and we'll be fine. [ Forcing himself to brush past the feelings of irritation, he points the phone back in Steve's direction. ] We can start by sending a text if you'd like. I noticed you've read yours, but never replied.

[isntaboutme]

That'd be swell. [And unlike some that might say that with a jaded twist, Steve just honestly means it. An old fashioned smile curls at the corners of his mouth.]

Not the aliens, I mean. Undoing the tracking- [Steve makes a motion to the phone.] thing.

[Reluctantly picking the phone back up, he sighs before he nods.] Improved dexterity and hand coordination, but that doesn't seem to stop my thumbs from hitting three of these tiny buttons at a time.

[ionizing]

Swell. [ He really does forget every so often, that Steve isn't from the present century, when the man uses slang that's so outdated Bruce has to do a double take. While he doesn't say anything this time, he does raise his eyebrows slightly, the barest indication that the man has said something he's caught off guard by. ]

The tracking signal?

[ Bruce shakes his head in the negative. He and Tony, at one point, had tried to dismantle it, mostly for their own sakes and need for privacy, but the process had failed spectacularly. ] We've tried to disable it, but Fury's managed to outdo both myself and Stark, [ Clarifying with a slight roll of his eyes, he gestures back at the device. ] tricked out the thing with the intention of trolling us.

[ Though he doesn't realize the phrasing might be confusing, Bruce rattles on, pausing only to fish out his own phone as a comparison. ] Yeah. I don't fault you though. Trick is to use your tips, rather than the entire thumb. Makes you slower, but less likely to accidentally turn on your ring tones.

[isntaboutme]

[It might be petty, but it's almost nice to hear that the combined efforts of Bruce and Tony still couldn't accomplish something. Steve feels a twinge of guilt immediately for even thinking that.]

Oh, right. [He understands what was said, even if the words make little to no sense.

With Bruce's advice in mind, Steve attempts to answer one of the texts on his phone. His concentration is almost comical, as he attempts to spell things out fully and with proper grammar.]

[ionizing]

[ Oh. He notes the mistake regardless, when Steve is quieter than usual and Bruce realizes he may have gone off tangent with his words. ]

It's nothing you need to worry about. We'll figure it out eventually. [ And by figure, he means Tony. Something Bruce intended on working on, but Tony was the tinkerer and gadget man; Bruce just did the research and forwarded to him. He learned his lesson last time about taking the lead and this was no exception.

Leaning forward, the amusement on his face at Steve doesn't disappear; it's the same sight he's seen back in India teaching some of the men how to adjust with the slight influx of technology they'd gain. The concentration justified, but still amusing nevertheless, and as Bruce looks down to catch the screen, the text earns a stifled round of laughter. ]

You might wanna take it easy there, Cap. It's not going to explode if you stop concentrating.

[isntaboutme]

I'm not so sure about that, Dr. Banner. This is something SHIELD has given away, it could do anything. [Steve's sense of humor is a subtle thing, and sometimes easy to miss. Banner's help has done a great deal to restore it back to normal though.]

This one is from Thor, he wants to meet up for a 'night of glorious celebration'. [Yes, Thor does seem to be a better texter than Steve. It's embarrassing.]

I think he's brought friends with him.

[ionizing]

[ He does note the sense of humor, though it it takes him a while, awkward as the situation is. Bruce is unaccustomed to holding a conversation that lasts more than five minutes and this one is already moving past that, allowing him to warm up to the other man tentatively. ]

Somehow I get the feeling you're worth more to SHIELD alive, rather than dead. [ Glancing back up at him, he raises an eyebrow, acknowledging the Steve's words. ]

Did he say what sort of friends? I think Tony might have encouraged him.

[isntaboutme]

[Steve's smiles grows a little more.] I'm starting to realize that, yes.

[It takes him a little longer to go back through the texts he's already been sent by Thor. 'CAPTAIN OF AMERICA THIS B THOR ODINSON'

'a gathering is 2 take place!'

'join us for much feasting!']

I think he sent a picture, it looked like more Asgardians.

[ionizing]

[ Watching Steve go through the texts from Thor has Bruce stifling a round of laughter. He figured Thor would seem far too excitable about the novel technology, eager as the god was to explore Earth - Midgard he had to remember, when it came to talking to Thor directly - but the curiosity that comes with being out of his element. Thor takes it in stride, and he notes now, that despite the years of disadvantage, Steve does as well. It's a position that at times, Bruce wonders if he'd be able to handle it as effectively as these two men have, the amount of patience and enthusiasm the others seem to carry despite being significantly behind men like him and Tony. ]

I suppose the better question is, do you want to go? [ If it was Tony, Bruce would have overwhelmingly said no, knowing what the man was capable of, but Thor seemed honest enough not to resort to any cheap tricks. ]

5, sob, why can't I ever right serious tags to you that aren't hideous angst

[godofshawarma]

[ Now that all of the mayhem and madness from the invasion had calmed down and we'd all... returned to our original forms... Someone might be a tad bit peeved the big green fury not only stole the show in taking out those giant flying eel things. Sure, Thor, god of thunder, was over there raining the lightening down the legions of otherworldly hellbeasts, and who gets all the shocked looks when they come puttering in on their motorbike?

Also, that punch? That was rude.

So, Thor, great son of Asgard, will just be over here, giving a very manly pout. Also, he can't call you tiny because you're huge. Huger than him. Ugh. Go home, Bruce. He shoots you a side-eye. ]

How many did you slay, green beast? [ We are totally having this competition. ]

because serious tags are for losers

[ionizing]

[ Technically speaking, he doesn't quite remember how many he slayed, not when Bruce is currently trying to shove himself into yet another pair of pants, the awkwardness of the situation now having passed and Tony is off trying to wrangle everyone getting shawarma.

For what it was worth, he did actually like Thor when he was normal, because Thor was an anomaly, a fascination Bruce wasn't going to let up on in the slightest, even if the man did seem particularly inclined to irritate him; which he was getting better that keeping tucked away suffice to say, offering him a warm smile. Shrugging into a shirt, Bruce shakes his head. ]

I don't see how it matters. I can't exactly... [ Pause, because stop trying to piss him off. ] keep count around him.

...and why can't i ever spell

[godofshawarma]

[ Ugh, Bruce, why you gotta be such a cool guy when you're not raging. Thor can hardly find it in himself to be grumbling towards you when you're all tiny and puny and... polite. ]

Hm. Well. [ He makes a show of nonchalance, inspecting pieces of armor, flipping Mjölnir around in one hand idly. Ain't no thang, ain't no thang. ] Perhaps next time you should tell... him... to attempt it. We shall have ourselves a challenge. [ and finish it with shawarma. ]

i can't do html so we're good

[ionizing]

[ Polite is what he does best, because above all, he just wants to be left alone, recuperate from the damage and bring himself back up to speed and functioning. It means everyone leaves Bruce alone and he gets a moment to himself, where no one is a distraction, and no one is a tease, and really, Thor, no one is trying to antagonize him. ]

It doesn't quite work like that. [ Bruce's tone, lighthearted as it is, is bemused. Glancing up, he offers the god a tentative smile, buttoning up yet another purple shirt. He forgets every so often, how the only two reasonably aware people on the team are both him and Tony; Clint & Natasha are often in their own little world, Thor isn't from this planet, and Steve is still trying to get used to the 21st century. ] There is no death count with him.

sweet action

[godofshawarma]

[ There's a momentary frown. This does not please the god of thunder. ]

Hm. [ Look, he needs to prove he's better than you and you are making that really difficult with your non-competing, so he comes up with another plan. ] Fair enough. We shall settle it in a match of drink. Come.

[ You're being snatched by the back of your purple shirt and dragged towards something vaguely resembling a bar amidst the rubble somewhere on the path between picking up tone and shawarma run. Let's go. ]

[ionizing]

[ Thor, there is manhandling, and then there is this, which doesn't help Bruce's mild mannered nature in the slightest. He's barely used to people touching him, let alone being all aggressive and dominating, requiring Bruce to simply withdraw in on himself, and focus on keeping calm, rather than letting his anxieties get the better of him. ]

I don't -- Thor, this isn't the greatest of ideas -- [ Because while his feet are moving to avoid being dragged along. ]

You really don't know what you're getting yourself into.

[ Or much at all, because if Thor doesn't let go any time soon and he doesn't retain control, things will go sour. Fast. ]

10 because reasons.

[fbitchesgtmoney]

(Dammit, Banner. He just wants to meet the Hulk again. Why won't you show him him? 8C Steve got to tell him to ~smash~, and so he wants to see if he can talk to him somehow, too. Have a tiny electric shock.)

best reasons

[ionizing]

[ One of these days, Bruce is taking that thing away from you, because enthusiastic as everyone else is about the Hulk, it's not someone -- more like it's someone he's still coming to terms with, regardless of duality concerns.

In any case, he still gives a small yelp and instinctively reacts, pulling away. ] Stop it --! [ Have one Grade A Super Annoyed Look. ]

It didn't work last time, it won't this time. [ Doesn't mean Tony needs to stop or anything. ]

the very best

[fbitchesgtmoney]

(No. No he won't. It's Tony's special pokey-electric thing. He will sleep with it under his pillow if he must. 8( But he's interesting Bruce! And Tony wants to study him. And understand him. And you're always angry so it should be easy to give him a glimpse!)>/small>

Oh, come on. It might work. It might be one of those things were you'll react differently depending on environment and mood and all. SO I have to try. (poke 8) this time on his thigh) And placement.

[ionizing]

[ If it wasn't for the fact that Bruce was practically a guest in Tony's labs, he would have fucked off immediately. The man was an irritation at best in these moments, though they did get along fairly easily, and he wasn't about to pass that up. ]

Somehow I don't think it'll change all that much. [ Which sucks to be him, as it's just the two of them for the time being in this area. ]

Did you miss the memo on ethics in research?

[ Which would... simultaneously suck for him too, because he gets the feeling Tony doesn't care. ]