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enter-the-bogman · 1 year

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Reading through the Tortall books in publication order is funny because you start with Alanna “the village healing woman taught me all she knew” going off to become a knight, and end with Numair “world’s most powerful mage” as young Arram Draper first learning magic at the Carthaki university. Because of the 40 intervening years and five(?) different series further developing the Tortall universe, the magic system is now SO much more complex. Arram is learning an elementally-based, heavily theory-dependent form of magic where conceptual power is applied to physical objects or energy constructs. His teachers make him develop skills in non-magical areas like juggling, jewelry making, and gardening so eventually they can safely guide him through complicated applications of magic. In comparison, Alanna complains that Duke Roger is spending too much time on theory in order to prevent her and her peers from learning “actual magic” and becoming his rivals. And then she throws purple light at things until they explode or she passes out! We also learn from Arram’s misadventures that most of “magic” is creating methods of applying, storing, and accessing power so the user doesn’t drain their own life force and pass out or die. Alanna uses NONE of these techniques; instead, she pulls her magic directly out of her own life force, thinks about what she wants it to do, and hopes she reaches that goal before draining herself. She even (sometimes) factors in the impact of magically draining herself of energy while attempting tasks that require both magical and physical endurance (such as when deciding how much magic to spend warming herself when making her blizzard hike to claim the Dominion Jewel.)

For one thing, this makes Alanna insanely powerful. In In the Hand of The Goddess, she breaks open Roger’s magically locked door (presumably designed by Roger himself-- an immensely strong and well-trained sorcerer) by shoving her own magic into it until it MELTS. This builds an Alanna who decided magical theory was useless at age 12 because she has an immense access to magical potential energy, and who never learns the basic life-preserving models of magic usage that are taught in intro-level classes. She doesn’t have an interest in learning more sophisticated forms of magic, except in healing, which she cared about enough to learn non-magically. So when she heals, she uses magic as a guide or a supplement, rather than depending on it and then draining herself. Since she isn’t attempting complex magic, most of the time the limitations of drawing directly from her own life force doesn’t impact her that much. The things she does magically all have much more efficient alternatives, but they require an understanding of magical theory and ability to store energy that Alanna never learned! If she wants to do larger spells, she just keeps feeding energy into it until it breaks or she does.

The intervening series and Numair’s story makes Alanna’s simultaneously more and less believable. It now makes sense why everyone with even a slight understanding of Alanna’s type of Gift gets angry at times and tells her she’s using magic irresponsibly. (Before, we only understood Alanna’s side of the argument: “Well, I didn’t die and it worked, so calm down.” !!!) The fact that she never actually dies and only rarely is seriously harmed through her own magic use now requires some suspension of disbelief!

#I would love to see the moment when numair first saw alanna use her magic #and realizes that she pulls from her own life force to light a CANDLE #i'm sure they'd have a huge fight with numair trying to convince alanna to at least TRY meditating and alanna refusing out of stubborness #tamora pierce #sincerely cockleburr #tortall #alanna of trebond

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fushic0re · 5 months

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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐈𝐊𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐖𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐀𝐃𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐑 ⋆⁺₊❅⋆ ⁺₊❆⋆୨ৎ

𝐓𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐦𝐚𝐬, 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞,

𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐚 𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞.

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐛�� 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐧𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞,

𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐚 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐨𝐧 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞.

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐧𝐮𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐝𝐬,

𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐬.

𝑽𝑶𝑳𝑼𝑴𝑬 𝑰: 𝑨𝑲𝑨𝑵𝑬’𝑺 𝑺𝑻𝑶𝑹𝒀𝑩𝑶𝑶𝑲

𝑾𝒆𝒍𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒅! 🦌☕📖❄...........akane aka @haravath0t & i have decided to come together for some cute holiday festivities! here, you will find fics posted from thanksgiving all the way up to december 26 that will hopefully get you and your bloboros in the holiday spirit. please enjoy ♡

𝐈𝐅 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐄𝐍𝐉𝐎𝐘𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐒𝐄 𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐒, 𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄 𝐆𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌 𝐀 𝐑𝐄𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐆! 𝑟𝑒𝑏𝑙𝑜𝑔𝑠 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑤𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑠' 𝑏𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑏𝑢𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟 ⊹ ‧₊˚ ౨ৎ

☃ = beware! this forbiden snowman will lead you to works with smut!

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟏 °❆⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

"you're a mean one, mr. grinch" || miguel o'hara x filipina!reader

"and so, the grinch's heart grew three sizes". | in which your grumpy husband thinks it's feasibly too early to start decorating for christmas, but knows better than to mess with a filipina and her christmas decorations.

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟐 °❆⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

POV: glam-mas with sugar daddy!ransom drysdale || visual board + blurb

“breakfast at tiffany’s and bottles with bubbles, girls with tattoos who like getting in trouble. lashes and diamonds, atm machines, buy myself all of my favorite things.” | in which your sugar daddy makes christmas an entire affair of spoils for you.

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟑 °❆⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

a husband's guide to gift giving || satoru gojo, suguru geto, kento nanami, toji fushiguro, ryomen sukuna, aoi todo.

how they are as gift givers (how soon do they shop, do they shop late, etc.)

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟒 °❆⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

POV: ice skating with steve rogers || visual board + blurb

the captain surprises you with an impromptu skate date.

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟓 °❆⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

a husband's guide to noche buena || the fushiguros, the getos, satoru gojo, kento nanami x filipina!reader

christmas eve is when the real party starts for fellow filipinos. how do your husbands navigate the celebration?

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟔 °❆⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

POV: you and harry potter's first christmas. || visual board + blurb

you and harry are officially moved into your new apartment. it's safe to say that the first christmas spent together in your shared home is a special one.

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟕 °❆⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

"butter, sugar, flour" || toji fushiguro (feat. baby megumi)

the sorcerer killer sure kills it at decorating cookies.

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟖 °❆⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

☃ "is santa here yet?" || dad!satoru gojo

in which you and satoru finally have some alone time…but baby gojo is vigilantly watching for santa’s arrival.

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟗 °❆⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

☃ "been an angel all year" || suguru geto

in which trying on dresses for a holiday party turns into a dressing room quickie.

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟏𝟎 °❆⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

☃ a husband's guide to drunken confessions || satoru goji, suguru geto, kento nanami, toji fushiguro, shiu kong, aoi todo.

in true hallmark movie fashion, the holiday party ends with drunken professions of love.

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟏𝟏 °❆⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

☃ POV: you and miguel o'hara are under cover || visual board + blurb

reader and miguel are undercover at a corporate christmas party spying on an enemy. things get a little steamy when their relationship is questioned.

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟏𝟐 °❆⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

☃ "i saw mommy kissing santa claus" || suguru geto

it’s nanako and mimiko’s first christmas, and suguru wants to make it special by dressing up as santa claus. chaos ensues when they catch their mom kissing santa.

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟏𝟑 °❆⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

☃ a husband's guide to presents || satoru gojo, suguru geto, kento nanami, toji fushiguro, aoi todo

who thinks of themselves as your present vs. who thinks of you as their present

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟏𝟒 °❆⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

☃ "undisclosed desires" || toji fushiguro

sparring in the snow turns into a heated exchange.

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟏𝟓 °❆⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

POV: a white christmas with steve rogers || visual board + blurb

spending your first christmas away from the avengers up in the mountains in a cozy cabin, sharing childhood stories and heartfelt professions.

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟏𝟔 °❆⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

a husband's guide to taking the kids to see santa || satoru gojo, toji fushiguro, kento nanami.

it's the time of the year in which you and your husband take the kids to the mall to meet santa.

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟏𝟕 °❆⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

POV: christmas as mamaguro (feat. baby megumi)

christmas morning in the fushiguro household. all is well.

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟏𝟖 °❆⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

a husband's guide to christmas recitals || steve rogers, andy barber, ransom drysdale, lloyd hansen, curtis everett

in which it's finally time to watch your kids perform.

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟏𝟗 °❆⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

"chestnuts roasting on an open fire" || kento nanami

a cozy day spent baking and decorating christmas cakes with your husband.

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟐𝟎 °❆⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

a husband's guide to mistletoe || satoru gojo, suguru geto, kento nanami, toji fushiguro, aoi todo.

uh oh! there's a mistletoe hanging above you!

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟐𝟏 °❆⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

☃️ "i'll crawl home to her" || ryomen sukuna

christmas miracles do happen. like sukuna finally reuniting with his long lost queen of curses after centuries.

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟐𝟐 °❆⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

"i'm mrs. snow, till death we'll be freezing" || dad!satoru gojo

satoru decides to spend the holidays with just you and your child much to the gojo clan's dismay. christmas is filled with fun and laughter with no responsibilities in sight.

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟐𝟑 °❆⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

☃️ a rockstar's guide to romance || rockstar!choso kamo

so...you're officially a rockstar's girl, huh?

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟐𝟒 °❆⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

☃️ a college student's guide to romance || college au!choso kamo

choso as your scary yet shy college boyfriend.

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟐𝟓 °❆⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

☃ "i'll be home for christmas" || toji fushiguro

you knew that toji and megumi were a package deal, but the togetherness of the holiday season caused insecurity regarding your role as a mother to the toddler to arise. a particular mission puts everything in perspective for you.

#miguel o’hara x reader #satoru gojo x reader #suguru geto x reader #toji fushiguro x reader #ryoment sukuna x reader #aoi todo x reader #shiu kong x reader #jjk x reader #steve rogers x reader #ransom drysdale x reader #andy barber x reader #curtis everett x reader

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windvexer · 1 month

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disappointment anon, i didnt actually know you could create spirit doors i thought i just had to hope that the spirits heard me after i called them to me because i dont have clairsenses or good divination.. LOL but thank you for that post that was extremely helpful :)

Hi! In Traditional Witchcraft and other related practices, I think I especially want to say Fairy Faith, the idea that the practitioner has the ability to find, capitalize on, or simply create portals, gateways, and roads into the spirit world is a dominant theme.

The only time I ever see this referenced in 101 stuff is casting a circle! The concept in Traditional Witchcraft is more or less the same as a Wiccan circle, but we call it a compass. If a lot of your education is coming from online sources, you may be unaware that a primary function of a magic circle is to "join the worlds" and, as Kelden puts it,

On a deeper level, though, and most central to Traditional Witchcraft, the compass is a liminal place, a doorway through which we can enter into the Otherworld.

On one hand, the word compass is synonymous with the word circle, but it also denotes the well-known navigational tool used in travel. This second meaning makes a lot of sense in the context that Traditional Witches use the compass round to navigate and traverse the different realms.

Kelden, The Crooked Path, 2020 (emphasis my own)

For a spirit-working witch, the skill of learning where to find spirits and how to reliably call them is a skill which I believe is separate from brokering deals. I also believe that working with these gateways is probably a fundamental skill of witchcraft.

The witch has many tools at their disposal for creating gateways into the spirit world and walking back and forth between this world and the next, with new knowledge, allies, and powers.

Some of these gateways are physical locations, each of which may lead to a different place in the otherworld, or make it easier or more difficult to access certain powers.

A small, secluded cave half-filled with water at the bottom of a steep riverbank may be the ideal location to enter the Underworld, or commune with chthonic powers.

A tiny thicket formed by the arch of a rosemary bush where it tangles with the branches of a thorny rose may be an excellent location to leave tiny gifts for the Greenwood and commune with the green folk.

Much more accessible for many of us is indeed just the concept of crossroads, either a 4-way X or a 3-way T. These locations are long famed for being the meeting places of spirits, or ideal locations to leave offerings or broker spirit deals. The Devil Himself is often said to be haunting just such remote crossroads.

But these gateways don't just have to be found. The witch has the power to create them.

Exhibit A - casting a circle (or more accurately to say, laying a compass).

Also, I believe the creation of a spellcasting altar, if properly magicked and tended to, begins to become liminal in and of itself - it literally becomes a doorway to the otherworlds.

Certain human-made locations, like gas stations and grocery stores, are often considered to be gateways and have been used by some practitioners to fulfill spellwork.

Various charms and talismans can assist with creating doorways navigating the liminal, most famously the Holey or Hag stone.

Robin Artisson details several methods of understanding, discovering, creating, and working with such doorways, I believe in Witching Way of Hollow Hill, but especially in An Carow Gwyn, in the section called The Breaching Charms: The Gateways into Sorcerous Experience.

Daniel Schulke, at least in Viridarium Umbris, provides several sigils and charms for obtaining entrance into the otherworld.

Roger J Horne, in A Broom at Midnight, details thirteen "gateways" to spirit flight. While these are specifically methods of entering astral travel, any student of the concept of gateways and doors within witchcraft I think would benefit from studying the rituals within.

Speaking of astral travel, many common methods espoused include imagining that a person is climbing down the roots of a tree, or inside of the trunk of a tree and floating down like an elevator; or going down a well. All of these things are analogous to (or, the same thing as) mentally seeking out a gateway to the otherworld, searching in mental constructs of places in nature where gateways are commonly found or believed to be found.

Indeed, the concept of roads, gates, thresholds, and doors, is (I think) a vital contemplation to the understanding of Witchcraft itself, and it is upon these bedrocks that a great deal of witchcraft has been built.

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angelltheninth · 2 years

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MCU Characters Having a Crush

Pairing: Steve Rogers, Bucky Barnes, Sam Wilson, Loki, Natasha Romanoff, Stephen Strange, Kate Bishop, Tony Stark, Peter Parker, Shang-Chi x Reader

Tags: fluff, developing relationship, crushes, dating, confessions, hand holding, gentle kisses, pining

A/N: The MCU has so many character to be crushing on, I can't possibly write them all in one post. But I might write a bunch of different ones every time I do one of these.

Steve, being the gentleman that he is, would approach you careful, and just a little shy at first, strike up a conversation. He wouldn't let you know he's been crushing on your right away, he'd just want to talk to you, at times leaving you feeling like he's keeping you at a bit of an arms length, but then he'd open up to you little by little, smiling at you with that million dollar smile. He'd bring you chocolate, or other types of sweets, little gifts that signal his affection for you, ask you out to dance and slide his arm around your waist, gently rubbing your hip.

Like Steve, Bucky is a little old fashioned. He'd probably meet you at a bar or a dance club and offer you a drink, feeling out what it's like in your company. He wouldn't give you his number right away but rather ask to meet at the same place at a given time. If you show up, great, he'd make sure to treat you right, if you don't then he'd still wait a bit before going on with his night. He'd always keep eye contact with you while you talked, giving you not so subtle, knowing looks, his human hand slowly reaching for yours across the table, before he intertwines his fingers with yours.

Sam would be the absolute sweetest. However he'd pine for a while before approaching you. When ever he talks to you though he'd listen to your every word, his eyes lighting up when ever you laugh at one of his jokes. Since becoming the new Captain America he has a bit less time on his hands but tries to keep in contact with you since you developed a good relationship since you've known him. Sometimes you'd be the first one he calls after a mission, letting you know how it went and all the exciting details. You actually think you're gonna have to be the one who needs to ask him on a date before he surprises you with a boat ride and dinner where he asks you to officially go out with him.

Loki is very flirty and charming right off the bat, making it a little hard to tell when he's being serious about the relationship. Then again this is Loki so he takes a while to trust you enough to open his heart to you fully. Most of the time he teases you a lot, loving your reactions, he also shows off when he's in front of you, which you notice but keep indulging the mischievous god anyway. He'd entertain you with various stories from his long life, occasionally kissing your cheek. His kisses get more and more frequent, until one day he whispers he likes you as he pulls away.

As someone who is taught to use her charm on her targets you have a hard time telling if Natasha is actually taking a liking to you or if you're somehow her new target. Yet there's something about the way she looks at you that makes you not even care. Not that Natasha would ever hurt you of course. Whenever she sees you she holds your gaze just a little more than needed, she always buys you a drink, her hand always slipping into yours when you walk together. She's not hiding her affection for you, even though she thinks she should. She texts and calls you a lot, saying how hearing you always calms her after a mission, which makes your stomach do flips every time.

Strange is a very stubborn man. He's also not the one to let his crush be knows easily. At least that's the plan. His cloak however keeps dragging him in your direction, encouraging him to talk to you. It's actually really funny to watch, but you decide to have mercy on the sorcerer and approach him yourself. He keeps his walls up for some time, still recovering from his last heart break, yet he can't deny that he's starting to feel something every time he sees you. He's a doctor, he knows the signs well. He finally manages to work up the nerve to walk up to you and buy you a drink, asking if you'd like to experience a bit of magic in your life. It's a bad pick up line, but it makes you laugh, and that's good enough for now.

Kate is a complete mess around you. She's awkward and falls over her words when she talks to you, no matter how much she tries to keep her cool. There's always a bashful, dopey smile on her face whenever you talk to her. She'd ask you out for coffee while you're drinking coffee, but how can you say no to another cup, especially when someone as adorable as Kate is offering to buy it. She asks you to come watch her archery competitions, only for you to tell her that you've seen quite a few of them already and you think she looks really cool when she's shooting her targets. Another smile breaks across her face as you give her your number. You don't even get home before you get a text asking you if you're free tomorrow night.

Tony is used to people falling head over heels for him, not the other way around. Still he's not about to let you be the one who got away, he's very forward with his intentions, asking you out for dinner and drinks, anywhere you want. He teases you all through the date, enjoying your flustered reactions. At the end of the date he'd kiss your cheek, one kiss after the other, pausing before he kisses your lips. This was the first time he ever hesitated with a kiss, which for him only serves to confirm his theory that he's got it bad for you. You're not just someone who he wants to take to bed and never call again, you're someone who he wants to wake up to every morning.

Peter is a little shy around you, he keeps looking across the room, everting his eyes but not bothering to hide his smile when you look back at him. He'd start offering to walk to and from school with you, which wasn't unusual since you've shared quite a few classes by now. He offers to be partners on science projects, he cracks jokes when he notices you're sad, is more than happy to come over to your dorm room if you wanna talk in private, and the two of you begin to eat lunch together more and more often. He jokes about being a friendly neighbor, even though you're not really neighbors, except sometimes in a few classes. He passes you little notes during class, some helpful some just cute, some with a few too many hearts as your relationship begin to deepen.

Shang is the first person to talk to you when you begin working at the hotel, offering to show you the ropes as it were. He's very easy and fun to talk to so naturally you can't resist when he asks you to hang out with him and Katy after work. Katy being the best friend that she is notices how Shang starts to look at you the more time you spend together. She gives him that extra push to finally ask you out on a real date, but he tries to play it off as just friends going out at first in case it doesn't end well. However when you part ways he's more than happy to get a text asking if he's free to go to the movies on the weekend.

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thatmexisaurusrex · 3 months

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My Current Table of Contents

Lol finally changed the banner into something better 😂 Anyways, reposting an updated Table of Contents for my AO3 works. Check it out here or on my AO3 😆 :

Canon Divergence:

The Bucky Quest Saga, which tells the behind the scenes story between Sam and Bucky post-Captain America: the Winter Soldier through to The Falcon and the Winters Soldier and beyond that

A Captain and His Bucky which is what if Bucky was the original Captain America, Sam has been Captain America since the events Avengers Movie, Steve Rogers is the Winter Soldier, and Sam found Bucky thawing from a chunk of ice in SHIELD headquarters during the events of Captain America: The Winter Soldier and has now taken him in to help him navigate life in the future

My Aaron Davis/Peter B. Parker Fake Marriage Enemies to Lovers Fic You're a Sunflower (I Think Your Love Would Be Too Much)

My Heimdall/Sam Wilson Post-TFATWS Fic Series, Loving Are All-Seeing Men and Midgardian Captains

Sam Wilson finds himself in a very strange game show with some asshole named Bucky Barnes, The Marriage Game

Two clubbing feelings with porn SamBucky fics. One that happens post-TWS during Bucky's European Tour and one that happens during the black market art auction nightclub scene in TFATWS. The fics titles, as well as this collection title, are based on lines in the song hand crushed by a mallet by 100 gecs, I didn’t get to tell you goodbye

A story about Sam and Bucky finding out that Sam's dead husband Riley is a Winter Soldier, Captain America, The White Wolf, and the Winter Soldier

A story about Bucky hearing Sam truly laugh for the first and a bonus series of vignettes about Bucky's twenty-three goats and their pun names, Sam and Bucky's Cabin

Time After Time, or my Sorcerer Supreme Sam Canon Divergence Fic

Back in the Gulf, where Sam Wilson tries to figure out where he fits in the world post-blip and if he wants Bucky Barnes to be part of his life.

My All Caps fic, sometimes that's all we need, an Endgame Canon Divergence where everyone lived, no one went old and went to the past, and Steve and Bucky are competing for Captain America Sam Wilson's love and attention

Five Times Bucky Got Dirty and the One Time Bucky Got Sam Dirty, a two-part fic about five times Bucky got dirty around Sam and the one time Bucky got Sam dirty

My gay chicken, post-blip, accidental undercover fake married fic, Playing with Fire

My Valentine's Day Fic about Sam Not Knowing He's Actually Dating Bucky, You'll Never Be My Maybe.

Meanwhile... a short two-part fic about Sam and Bucky figuring out their love for each other while on a mission.

My Gideon Visits and Shenanigans Ensue two-parter, A Surprise Visit

My IWTV Season 1, Episode 2 Loustat fic, I don't think you realize (but you are in my insides)

The Beyoncé Trilogy, a series of three fics inspired by the Beyoncé songs "Blow", "Cuff It", and "Texas Hold 'Em" that take place during an alternate version of CATWS.

Fantasy AUs:

My Fantasy/Medieval/Arranged Marriage AU, Golden is the Sun

His Wingless Stranger, which is a "What if WWII Bucky fell off that train into a world that spliced Tomorrowland with Hiyao Miyazaki and Sam lived in a future society where everyone has wings?"

My Zombie AU, ESCAPE TO WAKANDA

My Apothecary Meets Prince Who Accidentally Becomes His Apprentice Fic Series, The White Wolf Apothecary

My Star Wars AU, Star Wars Episode IV.V: The Phantom Hookup

Fairytale AU, The Little White Wolf

A story about monster Hunter Joaquín meets Vampire Sam and Werewolf Bucky in a bar, Joaquín Torres Monster Hunter

The Two Strangers, A post-apocalyptic future western SamBucky AU on a different planet

My Practical Magic inspired AU, Impractical Magic

My matelotage Pirate!Sam, Merman!Bucky fic, Reaching Out For You

My Future Kid Fic, Pre-Vampire Apocalypse fic Canary in the Coal Mine

My Selkie and Pirate two-part love story, The Selkie and the Pirate Elect

My If You Were the Last AU, The Hypothetical

The Midnight Lover, my bittersweet Vampire AU

My Percy Jackson and the Olympians AU, Sam Wilson and the Olympians

No Powers AUs:

My Single All the Way AU, A No Snow Christmas

My Popstar AU, The Only Thing That I Refuse to Forget

My one fantastic impromptu date fic, A Night With You

My airport chase confession fic My Best Friend's Brother

My Bachelor AU, If I Take You Home

My Christmas Fake Relationship Fic, For the Holidays

From That Show, my Sitcom Actors!AU

My High School AU fic, Walking and Running to You

My Anthologies:

The SamBucky Halloween 2021 Anthology I made for the SamBucky Halloween 2021 event the SamBucky Library is hosting

The WinterFalcon Week 2021 I participated in that's being hosted by the WinterFalcon Week tumble

The Nine Short Dates with Sam and Bucky ficlet series I made

The Sambtember Ficlets and Drabble Anthology I created for the Samtember event hosted by the Sam Wilson Fest tumblr

The Kinktober Collection 2021;

Water They Waiting For anthology series. It's 9 writers, 19 stories, and a lot of sexual tension involving water

My SarahBucky fics for Fleur de Louve Month2021

My SamBuckyTorres anthology, Captains and Falcons and White Wolves, Or My!

My collection of three fics for the MYSU Holiday Gift Exchange 2021!

My collection of fics based on the SamBucky Library's Candy Hearts Event 2022, SamBucky Library's Candy Hearts Event 2022 Fic Anthology

My collection of stories inspired by my the Daily SamBucky Fluff Diary on my tumblr, The Daily SamBucky Fluff Diary Auxiliary Stories

My collection of fics based on the 2 card of the MYSU Valentine's Day Bingo 2022, MYSU Valentine's Day Bingo 2022 Fic Anthology

My collection of fics based on the photos in post by hot-chocolates-world on tumblr, The Tush Collection

My collection for the SamBucky AU Week 2022, My SamBucky AU Week 2022 Collection

My collection of Drabbles and Ficlets for Samtember 2022

My collection of WinterFalcon Bingo Round Two 2022-2023 Bingo Fills

My collection of fills for SamBucky Halloween Bingo 2022

My collection of fills for the Sam Wilson Bingo Round 2

My collection of fills for the SamBucky Festive Bingo 2022

My collection of fills for TFATWS Anniversary 2023 Fics

My collection of All Caps Bingo Round One 2023 Fills

My collection of SamBucky Summer Bingo 2023 Fills

My collection of Samtember 2023 Fills

My collection of SamBucky Halloween Bingo 2023 Fills

My collection of SamBucky Gift Event 2023 Fics

My collection of SamBucky Valentine's Day Bingo 2024 Fics

My SamBucky One-Shots!

My Other One-Shots!

#table of contents #sambucky #sambucky fic #sambuckyquin #all caps #samriley #sambuckyriley #just #a lot of fics #all good stuff #check it out #happier with this banner lol

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Ironstrange identity reveal? I was reading Spy x Family when I thought of this, so that's the background/setting I was thinking of initially, but it can definitely be a superhero thing too. Or whatever other idea pops into your head. I'm always excited to see what you come up with!

I read the top of the wikipedia entry for Spy x Family, but that setup is not working for me here, so instead we’re going with some classic “Iron Man is Tony Stark’s bodyguard” shenanigans. 😀

Uh, this got… more than a little out of hand. This has many themes in common with other drabbles, but now it’s 1360 words long. Enjoy?

Under the read more for length.

Tony stares stubbornly at Steve, who is rubbing his eyes with the kind of exhausted exasperation that has become his hallmark around Iron Man.

“Iron Man, you were unconscious,” Steve says. “After being electrocuted. You need a real medical check.”

“The armor has medical sensors,” Tony insists. “It says I’m fine. I can answer questions for a neurological exam. That’ll have to be good enough.”

Steve gets that stubborn look on his face. The one that no one wins against. Fuck. “You’re benched until you get a real medical check.”

“How about if I get checked out in my civilian identity?” Tony suggests.

“We have no way of verifying that you’ve done that,” Steve says. “And while I hate to say you’d lie, I can’t dismiss the possibility after this conversation. I understand your hesitation about revealing your identity, but your life is at stake.”

“It’s really not,” Tony mutters. He’s fine. But he can tell that Steve isn’t going to budge on this, and he wants to be off the bench sooner rather than later. “Fine. Call Strange, then.”

Steve’s eyebrows go up. “Doctor Strange? He’s not a practicing physician.”

“He’s kept his certifications, though.”

“And he hates you.”

Stephen hates Iron Man. He’s quite fond of Tony Stark, though. They’re… friends. He’s asked Tony on half a dozen dates, which Tony has been forced to turn down because he refuses to lie about something as important as Iron Man to someone he’s dating. It’s made for a lonely couple of years. At least if he has to reveal his identity to someone, he might get a date out of it. If Stephen forgives him for lying. If he can get past Tony Stark being an Avenger in general (apparently they make a lot of work for the sorcerers; something about the barriers between dimensions) and Iron Man in specific, who he’s always hated the most.

“Then you’ll know he’s being honest when he clears me,” is all Tony says aloud.

Steve still looks baffled, but he makes the call.

Tony’s expecting Stephen to be angry when he arrives. He may keep his medical certifications up to date, but he doesn’t work as a doctor and he’s sure as hell not on call for the Avengers. But when he arrives he’s crisply professional, if frosty. He’s even wearing a lab coat over street clothes. He locks the exam room door behind him, which would be odd except that he follows it up with, “Armor off.” Tony hesitates. Stephen’s expression tightens. “Captain Rogers indicated you were willing to be examined,” he says sharply.

“This is kind of a big deal,” Tony snaps. “There is literally no one living that knows who I am.”

Stephen blinks. “Surely Tony knows.”

Tony sighs. “Yeah. About that.” He issues the command, and the helmet retracts.

Stephen stares. And stares. And there it is. There’s the anger. “You utter fucking idiot!” He shouts. “What the hell are you doing risking your life in that goddamned tin can?! Don’t you know what a catastrophic loss it would be if you died out there?”

Okay, Stephen is yelling, but it seems like… good yelling? “I’m saving people,” Tony argues.

“You save plenty of people as Tony Stark!” Thank God the soundproofing in this place is spectacular; Stephen doesn’t lower his voice one bit. “So why do you insist on ruining your own life with this, this,” he waves his hand inarticulately at the armor still covering Tony to the neck, “bullshit.”

Okay, that’s enough. “Iron Man is not ruining my life! It’s the best thing I’ve ever done!”

Stephen's expression shifts from furious to incredulous. “The best thing?” he demands. “The best thing? What about the 100 million dollar donation to spinal cord research? The Foundation that helps people rebuild after things like alien invasions when their insurance won’t? What about the shield you invented that makes it possible for people with sensitive implants to get an MRI safely, or the modular smartphone that doesn’t need to be replaced every two years? What about the scholarships you’ve endowed?”

“Stephen—”

“Are those not big enough in scale?” Stephen demands. “How about the clean energy technology that looks like it might stop global warming in its tracks? Is that enough? Is one planet not enough? Do we need to talk about the international collaboration that you started to combine Earth’s resources with alien technology to turn us into an interstellar civilization before another interstellar civilization can dismiss us as barbarians—”

“I’m not the one who decided none of that counted!” Tony shouted over Stephen. It stops the tirade, at least. Tony blows out a hard breath. “The guy who donates the 100 million dollars isn’t the hero,” he goes on. “That’s the guy who makes the discovery. The Foundation isn’t celebrated for the people it helps, it’s critiqued for the ones it doesn’t. The MRI shield, the smartphone… people like them, but they’re advances that ‘were always coming’. Or maybe ‘were overdue’. That doesn’t mean they aren’t worth doing. Of course they’re worth doing.” Tony retracts a gauntlet and rubs a hand over his face. God, he’s tired. “I just… I wanted to be the hero for once,” he admits. It sounds so fucking selfish. “Tony Stark could never do enough. It always had to be about the money for them, even when it really wasn’t about the money for me. But Iron Man… No one wonders what his ulterior motive is when he does something good. They just cheer.”

Stephen sighs and hitches himself up onto the medical bed next to Tony. “Do you know why I hated Iron Man so much?”

Tony grimaces. “I always figured he was just too… blunt instrument for you.”

Stephen snorts. “Hulk and Cap are far more blunt,” he says. “Iron Man at least has precision weapons to go with the punches. No. I hated Iron Man because when the suit failed somehow Tony got the blame, but when it worked, Iron Man got the credit. Iron Man made everything you just explained worse, not better.”

There’s not really a counter argument for that. It’s true. Except, “Nothing was going to make that better,” Tony says. “Nothing could. Not until I’m dead, anyway.” He half expects Stephen to go right back to haranguing him for risking his life.

“Speaking of which, I’m meant to be making sure you’re not dying now,” Stephen says. He stands and moves to face Tony. “Come on. Get the rest of the armor off.”

Tony obliges, and they proceed with the rest of the exam in silence.

Near the end, Tony looks over Stephen’s shoulder rather than meet his eyes and says, quietly, “I’m not going to stop.”

“My initial reaction aside,” Stephen answers, just as soft, “I never thought you would. I know as well as anyone how this life becomes a part of you.” When he finishes the exam, he steps back. “You’re fine.”

Tony nods and puts the armor back on. It’s never been so quiet between them before. His chest aches.

When he’s got everything but the helmet back on, Stephen stops him. “Is this why you always said no when I asked you out?”

“Yeah,” Tony says. “Didn’t seem right to lie like that to my partner.”

“Right.” Stephen nods firmly. “So will you go out with me now?”

Tony perks up. “You still want to?”

Stephen gives him a look. “You have not had a personality transplant,” he says dryly. “So yes, I still want to.”

Do not push your luck, Tony tells himself. He says it anyway, “Thought the lying might be a bigger deal.”

“Everyone keeps secrets,” Stephen says. “But the secrets that a friend will accept are different from the secrets that a partner will accept. You’ve already demonstrated that you understand that.” Tony grins and Stephen shoots him a look. “We will, however, be having words about you assuming I’d react like anyone else in your life.”

Tony swallows a laugh. “Of course,” he says. “I should have known you’d be exceptional.”

“And don’t forget it,” Stephen says, a smirk tugging at the edge of his mouth.

#IronStrange #ficlet #although maybe #this one is long enough #to just be a fic

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“Why so serious, Nanami?”

Disclaimer: English is not my mother tongue so please be nice

Words:

Plot: You’re Gojo’s little sister and you have the same goofiest and prankster attitude as him, especially with Nanami

Pairing: nanami x you as Gojo’s little sister

Theme: fluff, teasing, goofy

ITS A REQUEST from @pureblood-sorcerer thanks again for this request it was so fun to write and I hope you will like it! <3

There existed an unusually dynamic duo: Gojo Satoru, the strongest and goofiest sorcerer, and you, his little sister. Despite your age difference -two years apart-, you were just as goofy as him and, some might even think, even more annoying.

It was already Thursday and the air was charged with anticipation as you prepared yourself for your mission with Nanami. You were quite excited to be around him as you loved to annoyed him. You knew him since the first years of your brother’s days in Jujutsu High and you already teased him like no one before. You remembered the first time you saw him with your brother and how he used to look like and it was so funny for you. He changed a lot but mentally he was still the same.

For a hourly time you had already your vibrant energy and Nanami sighs as soon he sees you. He, ever the punctual and disciplined sorcerer, was waiting for you at the designed meeting point. Nanami looks at you with a raised eyebrow as you approach him, a mischievous glint in your eyes.

“Ready for our mission, Nanami?” You say, a playful smile on your face.

Nanami lifts his hand and puts his glasses back on, mentally preparing himself for what he knew would happened. You were as annoying as your brother. “Let’s just get this done, Y/N. Remember: this is serious business”

At his words, you raise your eyebrows and salute him dramatically “Roger that, Captain Serious”

The mission was to investigate a series of curses that had been plaguing around a nearby school. Nanami focused as ever, briefed you on the details. As you set out, you couldn’t resist cracking a few jokes and making light of the situation. That’s how you are: always taking the most serious situation into a joke.

“Nanami. Do you think these curses have a sense of humor? Maybe they’re just trying to liven up the place”

Nanami glances at you with a deadpan expression. “Curses don’t have a sense of humor. Stay focused please”

You watch him attentively and nod dramatically again, your playful facade momentarily slipping into mock seriousness. “Yes, sir! On a serious mission to defeat the not-so-serious curses!”

“Y/N, enough with these jokes”, Nanami grumbles, his serious expression softening as he shot a disapproving look your way.

You merely grin and innocently reply, your arms cross on your chest as you look around in case a cursed spirit appears. “What jokes? I have no idea what you’re talking about, Nanami”

Despite the annoyance, Nanami couldn’t help but finds your jokes somewhat endearing. There was warmth to your presence that even he, with his no-nonsense attitude, couldn’t ignore. Deep down, he had a soft spot for you. It was only for you actually.

Plus he couldn’t deny your effectiveness as a sorcerer. You weren’t an owner of the Limitless or the Sixth eyes like your brother, but you were stronger than any others sorcerers of your generation. You had a natural talent that often surprised even him.

Eventually after thirty minutes of investigation, you both run into the curse responsible for the chaos around the school and confront it. The battle was quite intense but with you two it was a piece of cake. You moved with agility and your precise techniques while your laughter echoed through the hallway as if the whole encounter were a thrilling game.

“See? I told you it could be fun” You turn to Nanami with a triumphant grin.

Nanami couldn’t help but crack a small smile. He secretly appreciates the lightheartedness you brought to what would otherwise be a solemn journey.

“Perhaps Thursdays aren’t so bad after all” Nanami nods.

As evening fell, you joins your brother at a cozy restaurant near the school. Satoru, was as energetic as ever, and you spot him joking around with Suguru and Utahime. The woman seems to be a bit annoyed by your brother’s behavior.

As usual.

You then recognize a familiar blonde head and you smile widely. You set around the table, next to Satoru and in front of Nanami, and you couldn’t resist the opportunity to keep your playful banter with him. As you waited for food to arrive, you lean over and grin at him.

“So, Nanami. Do you always eat dinner with that serious expression?” You ask him, your eyes sparkling with mischief.

Nanami sips his tea, raising an eyebrow but doesn’t take the bait, and gives you a stern look. “I eat with the same expression I approach everything else- focused and with purpose”

You smirk and turn your attention to Satoru.

“Satoru, do you think Nanami ever laughs? Or is he just permanently stuck in “serious mode?”

Satoru watches h Nanami with his usual grin and leans back in his chair. “Nanami? Laughing? Now, that’s a rare sight. You might need a special cursed technique to make it happen”

Nanami, unfazed, keeps eating his meal in silence. You decide to up the ante as you are determined to crack the stoic facade of his.

“Did you know there’s a rumor going around the school that you have a secret collection of cute plushies hidden in your apartment?” You grin even more, enjoying the hint of surprise that flashed across his face.

“That’s absurd” Nanami retorted. “I don’t have a collection of plushies”

You feel your brother watches the two of you and laughs loudly as Suguru hits him behind his head.

You feign innocence, chuckling. “Oh my, why so serious, Nanami? I will buy you one for your birthday”

Nanami sighs and merely shakes his head, but this time there was a hint of a smile. “Y/N, sometimes I wonder if your mission in life is to turn everything into a joke”

You grin mischievously. “Well Nanami, life’s too short to be serious all the time.”

#jjk #jujutsu kaisen #nanami kento #jjk x reader #nanami x reader #nanami

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ishipallthings · 9 months

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Cap-IM Rec Week 2023 (Tues)

It's About the Yearning Tuesday, July 18 for @cap-ironman Rec Week!

Today I'm reccing fics based on my favorite trope of all time - pining 💜

Remember to show some love for your hard-working creators!

take my heart clean apart by mistymountainking @stovetuna

Tony comes home exhausted after an SI event. Steve acts as welcoming committee. It's an old, careworn routine they've perfected over the years, but tonight ends up going in a very different direction.

Take A Number by 51stCenturyFox

So what if Tony Stark is sleeping with everybody else (except him)? Why would Steve care? He doesn’t even like Tony, and certainly not like that...

for you I’ll pretend (to fake it) by AvengersNewB @avengersnewb, Lacerta

Steve doesn't think twice when he agrees to help Tony out, even if it kills him inside to attend a gala as Tony's fake date. Tony doesn't know if he can keep up the pretense on this evening out as friends but it's as close as he can get to an actual date, so he takes it. Things don't go as planned though, with all the pining, the pent-up feelings, and bumping into Tony's horrible, obnoxious ex, Ty Stone.

Can't Write One Song (That's Not About You) by FestiveFerret @festiveferret

Ten years ago, Tony fell in love with his roommate: funny, handsome, kind, smart Steve Rogers, who also happened to be the lead singer and guitarist of a band, The Howlies. Then The Howlies made it big, Steve moved away, and Tony vowed to avoid any mention of the band, their songs, and the man he missed his chance with. But chance has a way of giving you exactly what you need, even if you don't know it yet...

you'll be mine and i'll be yours by complicationstoo @ifmywishescametrue

Five words ruin Tony's life. “He doesn't love me back,” Steve says, and Tony feels his world crumble to pieces at his feet. Steve loves someone, and Tony knows it isn't him.

in my head by brucewaynery

Tony tells Steve about solipsism, the theory that everything is merely a figment of your own imagination, and Steve lets something slip.

ignorance is (not) bliss by earliebirb @earliebirb

One of Tony’s hands shoots up to grab his wrist, gripping it tightly. Slowly, Tony opens his eyes. Steve’s blood freezes in his veins. His heart sinks with dread. “Tony?” Steve hopes that this is just some weird bout of sleepwalking, but Tony doesn’t sleepwalk, and from the thoughtful way Tony regards him, Steve knows that Tony is somehow very much awake, which means— Tony swallows, his eyes wide and alert in a way Steve didn’t think they were capable of being twenty minutes ago. “Steve,” he says, the single word carrying too much weight.

now I worship a celestial sun by haemodye (616)

A mostly-comedic farce involving: 1 obedience spell, 2 pining Avengers, 1 long-suffering Sorcerer Supreme, and 1 single, extravagant Saint Patrick's Day float.

Not a Perfect Man by Neverever @captainneverever (616)

Steve and Tony are back on track as friends and spending a lot of time together as they form a new Avengers team. But Steve is again in a rocky relationship with Sharon and Tony is dating a new woman. Steve struggles as his long-dormant crush on Tony comes back with a vengeance because he's supposed to be a good man and he doesn't want to lose Tony as a friend. What is he supposed to do as a friend when Tony's new girlfriend turns out to be not good for Tony?

The Culling of the Stars by dirigibleplumbing @dirigibleplumbing (616)

Tony dies saving Steve's life on the courthouse steps. Now Steve is left with the fallout of their Civil War, expected to take charge and preserve Tony's legacy. He doesn't know how he can do it alone—not when he can't stop thinking about Tony, or keep track of the days, or even feel.

What Was It You Wanted by sheron @sheronm

"C'mon, a kiss from Captain America is not so terrible." According to the alien custom, Steve had to kiss each teammate on the mouth, and some kisses come with more aftermath than others.

Down in Lonesome Town by resurrectedhippo

“Why do I always find my way back to you?” Maybe Tony didn’t necessarily return to Steve, but fate is a funny little thing, and after living a life of loss, Steve wants something that’s his to keep. After the universe is restored, Steve is lost without any direction. Retiring from the Avengers, he moves across the country and ends up building a house by a misty blue lake. Across the bridge is Tony Stark’s new workshop.

Hope you guys enjoy the recs, and stay tuned for more! Please mind the tags before reading. Check out my tag for previous years’ rec lists :)

#stevetony #stony #superhusbands #steve x tony #capimrecweek #my rec lists #fic rec #pining #hope you guys like this!#it was iNSANELY hard to limit this to 12 fics

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salmonskinrolltf · 10 months

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Update & Marvel Frat Boy Story Commission

Hey everyone! So I've been incredibly busy, which is why I haven't been so active on here lately. I've been writing a book 👀 Not a TF book, but if this goes well then something like that could be next! However, that has prevented me from writing much TF stuff even though I have a lot of fun ideas. In the meantime, I commissioned @writer-ofstuff to write a sequel to this story about Captain America, Thor, and Iron Man being exposed to a gas that turns them into frat bros. I've attached that story below, so I hope you enjoy!

Bucky is worried about Steve. It wasn't like his friend to not answer his messages this long. He knew Steve had some sort of meeting at Stark Tower. He told Bucky as much in his last message to him. Followed up with him saying he'd see Bucky later. That was almost four days ago, and Bucky has had radio silence from Steve since.

Bucky at first thought the Avengers had been summoned for some kind of mission. However he had checked with Sam, and Sam hadn't heard of anything either. This is what prompted Bucky to go to Stark Tower himself to see if he can figure out where Steve is.

He was a little apprehensive since he and Tony don't have a good relationship. Given what Bucky had done to Tony's parents when he was brainwashed, it was understandable for Tony not to want to be around Bucky.

Bucky takes a deep breath and enters through the front doors of Stark Tower. Reaching the elevator he startles when he hears this strange swoosh noise coming a few feet behind him. A man steps through the portal that had appeared there. The man is wearing unique attire with a red cape that Bucky swears moves on its own as if it waved at him. But surely that was just the uptick of wind from the portal as it closed behind the man.

"Are you here for someone as well?" The man asks.

"I'm looking for my friend. Steve Rogers." Bucky answers.

"Ah, Captain America's friend. The Winter Soldier, correct?" the man then asks.

Bucky recoils a little at the name, a few flashes of the awful things he had done under that name. But he is quick to compose himself.

"Bucky is fine." He tells the guy.

"Dr. Stephen Strange." The guy introduces.

'Oh so this is the sorcerer guy Steve talked about.' Bucky thinks to himself.

That should have been an easy guess given the guy's flashy entrance.

"So why are you here?" Bucky asks.

"Stark was supposed to contact me the other day needing my assistance with something." Dr. Strange continues."But I was dealing with a prior engagement and couldn't answer his call. After a few days of nothing I decided to check in and see what he needed myself."

Bucky makes a noise of acknowledgement in reply, since he isn't sure what to say to that. It does make him question if something had happened to them then, since Tony had contacted Dr. Strange around the time Steve had come here. The elevator doors open and Bucky goes to step inside. But Dr. Strange stops him before he can.

"No need for that. I have a faster way to get to the top,” He says.

Dr. Strange opens another portal, the orange circle showing the upper floor of Stark Tower in its center.

"Why didn't you teleport yourself there first instead of the main lobby?" Bucky can't help but ask.

He and Dr. Strange step through the portal to the upper floor of Stark Tower. Before Dr. Strange can explain his reasoning, both men pause at the mess they find on the top floor of the tower.

"Jeez it looks like someone threw a party up here." Dr. Strange says.

It’s true, the place was a mess with cans of soda, beer, and pizza boxes. Not to mention work out equipment was also strung around the room, as well as some dirty clothing.

"I haven't seen a room this messy since I had to visit the frat house at my college." Dr. Strange notes.

"I wonder who made this mess, and where Steve and the others are." Bucky says.

It’s perplexing since Steve wasn't the type to make such a mess. He doesn't know Tony well, but he assumes that Tony wouldn't want his place this junked up. Thor, from what Bucky had been told, would seem to be the one to make such a mess like this. But the question is, did he do this or was it someone else's handiwork?

It is baffling to say the least, and it leaves Bucky still confused as to where Steve is. He is lost in his thoughts as he surveys the room, seeing if he can't find any sort of clues. He pauses when he sees something emitting from one of the air vents.

It looks like a plume of gas? But it is this sorta vibrant almost neon color which he has never seen. He does know of course that it could be dangerous, and he is already moving toward the door, shouting for Dr. Strange that they need to get out of there.

However more of the gas somehow makes its way to the entrance and blocks it, leaving the two man trapped in the room with the unknown gas.

"I got this,” Dr. Strange says with confidence.

He moves his hands, doing a few characters with them as two portals then open up in front of and behind him and Bucky. A wind current sucks the gas into the portals and moments later, the gas is cleared from the room before it could reach either man.

“Impressive, huh bro?" Dr. Strange says as he looks at Bucky.

"Did you just call me bro?" Bucky asks.

He doesn't know Strange, but he seemed the type of man not to have the word “bro” in his vocabulary. Dr. Strange looks just as confused as Bucky.

"Yeah, I don't know why though." He mutters.

"No big deal my dude." Bucky blurts without thinking.

He pauses when he hears what he just said. Dr. Strange gives him a similar look.

"Bro, what's up with how we're talkin’ man?" Bucky says.

“Somethin' ain't right here dude." Dr. Strange says.

He looks angry over how he’s talking. It’s clear that neither man can control how they speak.

"Ugh. This is infiera.. infirea… this is fucking dumb!" Dr. Strange settles on saying. It becomes clear he couldn't pronounce the word he wanted to say.

Bucky agrees, it must have been that weird gas they got rid of. That was the only explanation on what could make them talk like a pair of douchebag dude bros.

Bucky wants to suggest they get out of here, but his head starts to ache. He feels himself sway on his feet. He doesn't understand why he’s feeling so airheaded. It is so hard to focus his thoughts on what to do exactly in this situation.

Bucky is so caught up with his thoughts he doesn't notice the way his body is steadily altering underneath his clothing. His muscles are losing some bulk to them, to become a lot more defined, showing a body he has gained through workouts rather than intense training.

The scars from various fights slowly fade to unblemished skin. The most drastic change he undergoes, which makes him take notice, is his arm. The vibranium arm slowly attaches more to Bucky's torso. The metal softens while it gradually turns into a real arm. Bucky looks at his now real arm, clenching and unclenching his fist, staring at it in astonishment.

"Bro, my arm." He says softly.

"Uhh yeah man, that's your arm. Now can we focus here?" Dr. Strange snaps.

"Huh? Focus on what?" Bucky asks, a little dumbfounded about what his friend means.

Stephen opens and closes his mouth, a frown forming on his face.

"I don't remember,” he says.

That makes both men erupt in laughter. Bucky points out the outfit his friend is wearing.

"Dude, a bit earlier for Halloween yeah?" He asks.

"I don't know what this getup even is man,” Stephen admits.

He strips out of his clothing, getting down to just his briefs. Now that he is mostly naked, it’s easy to see how his body too has gained some muscle on it, as well as a decent amount of body hair spread along his upper torso. Stephen runs his hand over his chest absent-mindedly.

The gray hairs in his hair and goatee regain his natural hair color. His mature face smooths away any wrinkles the Sorcerer Supreme had, giving him a more youthful look of a man in his twenties. Stephen's goatee starts to shave down, a heavy five o'clock shadow spreading along his jaw and his cheeks, while Stephen's hair shrinks back into his scalp a good bit, leaving the former Sorcerer Supreme with a buzz style haircut.

Bucky watches Stephen's changes with a strange fascination. He wants to speak up and warn his bro what was going on, yet all he can do is watch the transformation unfold. Being distracted like he is by Stephen, Bucky fails to notice how his own changes are progressing.

He shrinks a few inches in height, his own torso itching as bristles of dark colored hair sprout along his formerly clean shaven torso. The pelt of body hair is much thicker than Stephen's. Bucky's scruff also grows denser until he sports a well trimmed beard. His face then smooths over any wrinkles and signs of aging to give him a more youthful look. Bucky now looks like a man in his twenties, just like Stephen.

The two men crack lopsided smiles at each other while their minds quickly alter, Stephen forgetting his training and everything he accomplished as a top surgeon as well as the Sorcerer Supreme. Bucky forgets his past trauma from being tortured and used as a killing machine. The two young men have a fresh start as their new selves as the gas's effects dwindle down to completion.

"Bro, where do you think Steve and the others are?" Bucky asks.

"Miss your boyfriend already?" Stephen teases.

Bucky gives him a playful shove, the two rough housing as the doors open and their bros came waltzing in.

"There you two are."

"Was wondering where you two slowpokes had gone off too."

"Yeah bros, you missed a hell of a party!” Steve was the last to say, coming up to stand beside his bro Bucky. Stephen meanwhile joins Thor and Tony. The three talk about the next game while Steve and Bucky do their own thing.

None of the frat brothers notice the computer in the back of the room, the screen being covered up in discarded clothing that hid the blinking incoming message icon.

#personal #Marvel #frat

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gunsandspaceships · 5 days

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FAQ

I see this post is needed.

What is the purpose of this blog?

Analysis of the MCU and its characters, with a main focus on Tony Stark. Why? Because he is the most misunderstood character in the MCU. Sometimes I write/reblog about Comics versions too. This is not a "pure fun" blog, it's a meta blog about a fictional universe. I use sources, facts, educated guesses, all that scientific stuff.

Are fandoms just for "pure fun"?

No, they are for people. People like different things, not just "fun" ones.

"Fun" varies from person to person. My fun is science.

Are Comics Universes and characters the same as the MCU and its characters?

No, they are not. See this post and this one. Examples from different comics universes: 1610 Tony had a "tumor" in his brain, which was actually an Infinity Stone. 616 Tony never had tumors or Infinity Stones in his brain. 9810 and TRN591 Tonys are Sorcerers Supreme, while 616 or MCU Tonys are not. 1610 Nick Fury is African American. 616 Fury is white. I can go on forever.

Does Comics Canon apply to the MCU?

No (see previous question), unless the traits shown in the MCU are the same as in the Comics. Example, Tony Stark has 3-7 PhDs in 616 Universe, but in the MCU he has 2 (see this post). Another example: Steve Rogers had a smoking habit in the comics, but in the MCU he doesn't smoke.

MCU canon is canon only for the MCU. 616 canon is canon only for 616 Universe. 1610 canon only canon for 1610 Universe. The canon of your favorite fanfic is the canon of that fanfic, etc.

Am I anti-Steve?

No, I am not. Do I criticize him? Yes, when there is something to criticize for. The same applies to any other character: Rhodey, Pepper, Wanda, etc. It is science. Deal with it.

Do I hate anyone?

No, I don't feel hate. Can get angry and annoyed though. In this case - sorry if I bite you.

Do I ship Tony with anyone?

I ship Tony with Happiness. If he is happy with Pepper - great. If he is happy with Steve - I ship it. If he is happy with Stephen - I ship it too, and so on. But if they hurt him - I don't like it. Do you expect me to like it? What would be weird. The ideal option is when everyone is happy, loves and cares about each other.

How to react if I wrote a comment on your post/reblog of my post?

If you're open to discussion, great, that's what comments are for. If you are overly sensitive, can't stand other people's opinions, or deliberately ignore the facts, then it is your right to ignore my comments. And it is my right to write them. Remember that. It is called "communication", and that's what Tumblr and other social networks are for. If you cannot communicate with other people - talk to yourself.

Will I come to your post to write a comment about how wrong you are?

Am I so terrifying? If I see something is wrong, like 2+2 is stated as 5, and not 4, I will probably tell you about it. But I don't do it for headcanons. Headcanon is your HEADcanon. You can have any headcanon you want. It is your right 100%. But if your statement about CANON is incorrect and I can prove it - I can come to you. Remember, it is my right to do so.

Examples:

You have a headcanon that MCU Tony is of Italian descent. I will not correct you because the MCU never mentions what his origin is.

You stated that MCU Tony has a drinking problem. I will come to correct you, because this is not true and I proved it here.

If you said 616 Tony has a drinking problem, I will not correct you because it's true.

You said that in fanfic N a kitten was saved by Clint, but it was actually Natasha. If I read that fanfic, I will come to correct you.

I think it's fair.

Do you have any questions?

Ask anything - my doors are always open. And I don't block people if I don't like what they say.

#tony stark #iron man #marvel #mcu #the avengers #steve rogers

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Bucky Barnes x Steve Rogers

Warnings: 18+, sprinkles of feels

With the help of This Prompt List by @creativepromptsforwriting and my trusty Wheel of Names with every character I’ve ever written for, I’m aiming to write a fic in 500 words or less every day of March.

Prompt: fairies

Word Count: 300

A/N: i won't lie the fact that the wheel gave me Steve for this prompt really left me stumped but i figured it out i think! 😂

Steve was sitting on the bed, back against the headboard, as he watched Bucky begin to unpack his clothes. He didn’t have much, but what little he did was being taken out of his suitcase and stuffed into a drawer that Steve had emptied for him.

The domesticity of the moment was lost on Bucky, who was grumbling about what was next for them in terms of the Avengers, a concept that Bucky was still adjusting to. “So first you fought off aliens,” he shoved a t-shirt into the drawer, “and now you’re supposed to team up with a sorcerer? Wizard? Whoever this guy is?” He shook his head, shutting the dresser drawer before tossing his extra pair of boots onto the floor beside Steve’s shoes. “What’s next, we go recruit an army of fairies and elves?”

Steve chuckled as he crossed one leg over the other, the content look on his face and feeling in his chest completely untouched by Bucky’s apparent annoyance. “You know any? Might be able to use them.”

Bucky pitched a clean, balled up pair of socks at him. “I’m serious.”

“You think I’m not?” Steve laughed and held his hands up to block when he saw that Bucky was getting ready to whip another pair of socks at him. “Alright, alright. I’ll stop.” He lowered his hands when Bucky put the socks into their rightful drawer. He let a few beats of silence go by, let Bucky tuck his suitcase underneath the bed, and then finally, with a much softer tone, said, “Buck?”

He looked up from his crouched position beside the bed, eyes searching Steve’s face. “Yeah?”

“I know it’s been…what it’s been…but,” he chuckled, smile widening, “you’re home. We’re…we’re home.”

Bucky’s face softened instantly, annoyance gone as he smiled. “Yeah, we’re home.”

#steve rogers #steve rogers fanfiction #bucky barnes #bucky barnes fanfiction #marvel #mcu #mcu fanfiction #marvel fanfiction #bucky barnes x steve rogers #steve rogers x bucky barnes #stucky #stucky fanfiction #my writing #fanfiction #drabblesmc

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Hello, I have a request, if you can write, can you write about how Shanks met the woman who has powers like Doctor Strange and goes to other universes, how would he react to the yellow shields, if he took his soul out of his body like the Hulk because he made the woman a little angry? :)

What I mean by yellow shield

❝with great power comes great responsibility ❞

✭ pairing : shanks x reader

✭ fandom : one piece, avengers

✭ summary : there’s a disturbance happening in the multiverse and who better to stop it then a doctor strangers sister, by choice not blood.

✭ authors note : been taking a small break with writing got a little overwhelmed with all the blogs I had (wattpad, quotev, here) so I’ve been taking requests steady at a time anyways this was requested by @artnz-13 who submitted this lovely idea to me, had requests turnt off on and off so did those who submitted don’t worry I’ll be sure to tag ya. This is also a new masterlist I’m making so if I’ve written crossover stories before sadly I ain’t strolling through my work to find them therefore this masterlist will host newly made one

✭ crossover masterlist , one piece masterlist

In the mystical sanctum of Kamar-Taj, (Y/N), a talented sorcerer, stood alongside Doctor Strange, both of them gazing into a swirling vortex of energy conjured by the Great One himself. They were bonded not by blood but by a connection forged through years of rigorous training and shared experiences. Though they weren't siblings by birth, they considered each other as family.

Doctor Strange, known as Stephen to (Y/N), sensed a subtle shift in the fabric of the multiverse. He turned to her with a quizzical look, his piercing eyes locking onto hers. "Can you feel it too, (Y/N)? There's something amiss, something unsettling."

(Y/N) raised an eyebrow, her crimson cloak billowing around her. "Yes, Stephen, I sense it. It's like a disturbance in the cosmic equilibrium."

Stephen frowned, concern etched on his face. "I think we should investigate this together. It could be a threat to our world."

(Y/N) smirked mischievously, a playful glint in her eyes. "Oh, Stephen, always the responsible one. But you know, you're needed here to save our world from mystical threats. I'll handle this disturbance in the multiverse."

Stephen looked at her, torn between his duty and his trust in (Y/N)'s abilities. "Are you sure about this? It could be dangerous."

(Y/N) winked at him and took a step back. "When have I ever failed, Stephen?"

With that confident remark, she extended her hands, summoning the arcane energies around her. A swirling portal appeared behind her, pulsating with an otherworldly light. She gave Stephen a playful salute, her middle fingers raised with a cheeky grin. "See you later, Strange. Don't have too much fun without me."

And with that, (Y/N) dramatically fell backward into the portal, disappearing into the unknown. The rift in reality closed behind her, leaving Doctor Strange standing there, shaking his head with a mixture of exasperation and fondness.

"Damn that girl," he muttered to himself, a reluctant smile forming on his lips. "She's too much."

As (Y/N) tumbled through the swirling void between dimensions, she reveled in the exhilaration of free fall. Her crimson sorcerer's cloak billowed around her, reacting to her every thought and movement. Despite the rushing wind and her rapid descent, she felt entirely in control, even invincible.

With a delighted laugh, she started performing tricks in mid-air. She twirled, somersaulted, and looped, leaving shimmering trails of magic behind her. It was a breathtaking display of her mastery over the mystical arts, and she couldn't help but savor every moment of it.

Far below, the endless expanse of the ocean stretched out, its surface glistening in the sunlight. It was then that she spotted a massive ship cruising through the waves. As she drew closer, she realized it was no ordinary vessel. It bore the Jolly Roger flag, and its crew appeared to be in the midst of a raucous celebration.

Without missing a beat, (Y/N) adjusted her trajectory and aimed for the deck of the ship. As she descended, her sorcerer's cloak shifted, allowing her to control her descent with grace and precision. The crew on board, who had been reveling in their festivities, suddenly fell silent, their eyes widening as they saw her gracefully descend from the sky.

It was Shanks' crew, a notorious group of pirates known throughout the Grand Line. As (Y/N) touched down on the deck with a flourish, she couldn't help but revel in the stunned expressions of the pirates. Her carefree spirit remained undiminished, even in the face of danger.

With a mischievous glint in her eyes, (Y/N) leaned forward and, with her thumb and forefinger, pulled down one eyelid, revealing a cheeky grin with her tongue out on full display. It was her signature greeting, a symbol of her playful irreverence.

Shanks, the captain of the crew, burst into hearty laughter at the audacious display. He clapped his hands and roared, "Well, now! What have we got here?“

(Y/N) landed gracefully on the deck, her cloak settling around her. She sauntered toward Shanks, her eyes dancing with mischief. "You could say that, dude. Anyways I’m here go invested some normal multiverse crime happening. Mind if I stick around?!”

Shanks laughed again, his infectious mirth spreading to his crew. "You've got guts, I'll give you that! Name's Shanks, by the way."

(Y/N) extended a hand, her crimson cloak flaring dramatically. "I'm (Y/N), the sorceress who's here to turn your world upside down."

And so, in the middle of the vast ocean, an unexpected encounter unfolded between the fearless sorceress and the notorious pirate crew, setting the stage for an adventure neither party would soon forget.

(Y/N) found herself in a world quite different from the one she was accustomed to. Yet, instead of immediately setting out to locate and address the mysterious disturbance in the multiverse, she decided to embrace this unexpected adventure with Shanks and his crew. It was like cashing in vacation days she didn't even have.

For the next few weeks, she became an honorary member of the Red-Haired Pirates, joining them in their high-sea escapades, sharing stories by the campfire, and even joining in their occasional bouts of revelry. The crew found her presence to be both fascinating and refreshing, a burst of magic and mystery amidst their pirate lives.

(Y/N) had never encountered a group of people so full of life and camaraderie. Shanks, the charismatic and laid-back captain, led with a sense of honor and respect that left a deep impression on her. She marveled at how he managed to command such loyalty from his crew.

As they sailed from island to island, exploring uncharted waters, (Y/N) couldn't help but appreciate the beauty and diversity of this world. Each island held its own secrets and wonders, from lush jungles teeming with exotic creatures to bustling marketplaces filled with intriguing artifacts and curious locals.

Her days were filled with laughter, adventure, and new experiences. She would often use her magic to perform tricks and entertain the crew, creating dazzling displays of light and illusions. It was a way for her to give back to her newfound friends, and they reveled in the magic she brought to their lives.

Despite the carefree atmosphere, (Y/N) couldn't help but keep an eye out for any signs of the multiverse disturbance. She knew that her ultimate responsibility was to address the anomaly, but for now, she relished the chance to live in the moment and share these extraordinary weeks with her pirate companions.

Eventually, the day came when the Red-Haired Pirates set their sights on land once more. They anchored their ship at a vibrant coastal town, and (Y/N) couldn't help but feel a twinge of sadness as she prepared to part ways with her newfound friends. The time for her to fulfill her duty as a sorceress was drawing near, and she couldn't delay it any longer.

As she stood on the deck, looking out at the bustling port town, Shanks approached her with a warm smile. "Well, (Y/N), it's been quite the adventure having you with us. You're welcome back anytime, should you find yourself in these waters again."

(Y/N) smiled back, a mix of gratitude and regret in her eyes. "Thank you, Shanks. I'll cherish these memories forever. But duty calls, and I have to find the source of that disturbance in the multiverse."

Shanks nodded understandingly. "Fair enough, (Y/N). You're a woman of responsibility, and I respect that. If you ever need a pirate crew to back you up, you know where to find us."

With a final wave and a promise to return, (Y/N) stepped onto the docks and watched as the Red-Haired Pirates' ship slowly faded from view. It was time to resume her mission and face the unknown forces that threatened the very fabric of reality.

After parting ways with Shanks and his crew, (Y/N) couldn't shake the feeling that something was amiss. Her intuition, honed by years of magical training, told her that she needed to return to her pirate friends. Without hesitation, she used a location spell to track down Shanks' whereabouts.

In an instant, she conjured a portal and stepped through it. The world on the other side was in chaos. (Y/N) found herself on a bustling marine-occupied island where Shanks and his crew were locked in a fierce battle with a group of marines. Swords clashed, cannonfire roared, and the air was thick with tension.

She couldn't help but grin as she materialized in the midst of the skirmish. "Damn y'all started the party without me?"

Shanks, his red hair blowing in the wind, turned towards her with a mix of relief and amusement. "Well, look who's back!"

(Y/N) knew she had to act quickly. She extended her arms and made intricate hand signs, drawing upon her magical prowess. Two shimmering yellow shields formed on her hands, crackling with protective energy. "Well, don't stop now that the fun's here."

Without wasting another moment, she leaped into the fray, landing gracefully between Shanks and a group of regular marines. The fight intensified as she joined the Red-Haired Pirates' side. Here, she was up against regular marines, but her agility and magical shields made her a formidable opponent.

She deflected bullets and cannonballs with her shields, sending them harmlessly ricocheting away. Her magic-infused strikes were swift and precise, incapacitating marines with a touch or a wave of her hand. (Y/N) moved with an otherworldly grace, her crimson cloak swirling around her like a whirlwind.

As the battle raged on, a marine officer with a Devil Fruit ability emerged, wielding the power of fire. Flames danced around him as he launched fireballs toward Shanks and his crew. (Y/N) knew she needed to neutralize this threat.

With a determined expression, she focused her magical energy. Her eyes shimmered with power as she summoned a gust of wind that swirled around her, extinguishing the flames. Then, with a flourish of her hand, she conjured a torrent of water from thin air, dousing the marine and leaving him powerless.

The tide of battle began to turn in favor of the Red-Haired Pirates and (Y/N). Shanks grinned at her as they fought side by side. "You always know how to make an entrance, (Y/N)."

She shot him a wink, deflecting another attack with her shield. "Wouldn't miss this for the world, Captain."

As the last of the marines retreated, defeated and scattered, (Y/N) and the Red-Haired Pirates stood victorious. The island, once a battleground, now fell silent. She turned to Shanks with a triumphant smile. "Now, where were we before I rudely interrupted your brawl?"

After the intense battle with the marines, (Y/N) found herself treating the injuries of the Red-Haired Pirates alongside their ship's doctor. Her magical abilities came in handy, mending wounds with a gentle touch and soothing the pain of her pirate companions.

However, as the crew's injuries were tended to, a tense atmosphere settled over the deck of the ship. Shanks and (Y/N) were engaged in a heated argument, their voices rising with each passing moment.

"(Y/N)," Shanks began, frustration evident in his voice, "you have no right to scold me for jumping into battle. You weren't even there in the beginning of the fight!"

(Y/N) crossed her arms, her expression stern. "And that's precisely the problem, Shanks. You charge headfirst into danger without considering the consequences. What if I hadn't shown up when I did?"

Shanks was about to retort when, in a fit of annoyance, (Y/N) dabbed her palm on his chest. Instantly, an otherworldly energy surged through him, and he felt his soul being forcibly ejected from his body. Panic washed over him as he floated above, unable to interact with the physical world.

From his ethereal vantage point, Shanks watched in disbelief as (Y/N) took a sharpie and began drawing comical faces on his face, giggling mischievously. She leaned closer, her voice echoing in his non-physical ears. "This is why you don't mess with a sorcerer, Shanks."

As he watched her antics, Shanks was torn between frustration and a strange sense of amusement. But he desperately wanted to return to his body.

After what felt like an eternity, (Y/N) placed his soul back into his body. Shanks gasped for air as he returned to his physical form, bewildered and disoriented.

"What the hell was that?" Shanks demanded, wiping off the drawn-on faces with annoyance.

(Y/N) simply shrugged, her eyes twinkling with mischief. "A little reminder that you shouldn't underestimate a sorcerer."

With that, she turned and walked toward the edge of the ship. A swirling portal opened beneath her feet, and she fell backward into it, her fingers raised in a playful farewell. "Until we meet again, Captain."

As the portal closed behind her, Shanks was left staring at the spot where she had disappeared, utterly flabbergasted. He couldn't help but mutter to himself, "Damn that girl."

The crew of the Red-Haired Pirates, having witnessed the bizarre encounter, exchanged bemused glances, and a few of them couldn't help but chuckle. They knew that (Y/N) was a force to be reckoned with, and her unpredictability only added to her mystique.

#submission #x reader #x reader one shot #x reader oneshot #one piece x reader #one piece x you #one piece masterlist #one piece x y/n #one piece imagine #one piece imagines #avengers x reader #doctor strange x you #doctor strange x female reader #doctor strange x reader #doctor strange x y/n #crossover #crossover masterlist

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areiton · 9 months

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Cap-IM Rec Week Day 2

Today is all about the yearning and I’m sharing my favorite pining fics for day 2 of @cap-ironman Rec Week. Enjoy and be sure to drop your authors a comment/kudos!

i have found the one (whom my soul loves) by soniclipstick (veriscence)

It's been months since the Avengers were pardoned. One by one, they'd all gone home, until Steve finds himself alone in the grand old building T'Challa had given them.

But everything changes when Steve answers the doorbell, and Tony Stark strides in with more grey on his temple and make-up on his face than Steve remembers.

The Least Difficult of Men by isozyme

It isn’t until Tony watches Steve lean into the punch that he thinks oh, this is going to be a problem.

Steve’s taking hits on purpose in the field, so Tony suggests a safer option. It's simple: Tony smacks Steve around, Steve gets the pain fix he’s looking for, everyone leaves happy. Things do not stay simple.

The one with repressed masochist Steve and sadist Tony and everyone getting off on pain a whole bunch.

now I worship a celestial sun by haemodye

The thing that gets Tony the most is how long it takes him to notice.

Not Steve, or even the other Avengers, but Tony himself. It takes Tony almost two whole weeks to figure out that he’s unable to disobey a direct order from Steve, which just- what the hell is that? What happened to the days when he flew off the handle, unable to play well with others, a notorious wild card?

“God, don’t tell me I’m getting old and predictable,” he says, rubbing a hand over his forehead. And then, “Fuck.”

A mostly-comedic farce involving: 1 obedience spell, 2 pining Avengers, 1 long-suffering Sorcerer Supreme, and 1 single, extravagant Saint Patrick's Day float.

Good Bait and the Help by navaan

A new villain is on the scene and he uses stolen tech! There’s the suspicions there’s a huge organization behind this that nobody knew even existed. Commander Rogers wants to know if these suspicions are true and how to stop whoever is behind it. Of course he asks Tony for help. Of course, Tony is happy to help when Steve suggests a trip to Madripoor

Tony agrees to take Steve with him to another tech convention there, disguised as his bodyguard and lure out the tech-loving villain with a new piece of tech put on display. He didn't expect the bad guy to be drawn to Tony himself rather than his tech.

I could lie tangent to your curves by RurouniHime

Steve is bodyguard to a prominent young socialite with too much genius on his hands... and who has taken an unfortunate shine to him.

#capimrecweek #cap-im #stevetony #stony #steve rogers #tony spark #iron man #captain america

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theladyragnell · 1 year

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Thom/Alex, vulnerability and/or marriage of convenience

(Much as I tried, I couldn't think of a sensible way to get them married, so have a moody pre-ship scene that leads to an AU where Fuck The Roger Resurrection Actually.)

“Do you all really think I’ll do it?” Thom inquired one night, tongue loosened with wine. Sometimes he envied the girls who had stayed at the Goddess’s temple, who got lessons in holding their liquor as they did in holding their fans and their tempers. The Mithrans expected those who came to them to be retiring scholars with no need or desire to spend long at court. They’d expected him, in so many words, to be like his father, who would have loved the cloisters.

Alexander of Tirragen, who’d learned to hold his liquor with all the young knights and squires but who never had more than a glass anyway, simply smiled from where he was lounging in one of Thom’s spare chairs. “Do what?”

“What you so clearly want me to do,” Thom snapped, annoyed, but not annoyed enough to say it out loud. Saying it out loud made it seem so much realer than he wanted it to be.

“Have I asked you to do anything, Lord Trebond?”

No, but he’d smiled at Delia’s teasing as it turned into pushing. No, but Thom had had years of letters from Alanna as she worried about Alex’s proximity to the man she hated so much, and a strong memory of a broken collarbone and the story of a practice fight that Alanna never successfully pretended to be fine with. No, but he was the only person who actually sought Thom out from time to time, and Thom could tell when he was part of someone’s long-term plan and not a true friend. “If I wanted to prove I’m the greatest living sorcerer–because I don’t care to compete with the dead, Sir Alexander–I could try to bring someone back from death, but I don’t know why I would choose him.”

There was a long, awful silence. After so much silence in the cloisters, Thom was sick of it, and knew his court reputation for prattling would embarrass his terse sister when someone inevitably wrote her the gossip. Still, he knew how to summon it when he needed it, and Alex always took a long time to speak. “Who, then? Who would you choose, if you wanted to try it? Alan–Alanna’s father died, in our squire years. Would you bring him back, so you could spend a few more years without the burden of Trebond?”

Thom hadn’t spoken to his father since the day he was sent off to become a knight. He didn’t regret it, either. “No. Given the choice, I suppose I wouldn’t raise anyone from the dead at all. The Black God can keep his own. Unless he takes my sister.”

“You love her very much.”

“More than anyone else. Ask me to stop the tides, if you want. I’m not bringing back her worst nightmare.” And, because there was nothing left to lose, “You know what he did, don’t you? What he wanted to do? Doesn’t that matter to you?”

Alex finished his wine. It was faster than Thom had ever seen him drink. “The world made sense when he was around,” he said after a long silence, low-voiced. “I understood how everything was meant to be. I was trusted and important, and not an impoverished young hill lord trying and failing to help my father recover from a war.”

Thom remembered Alanna talking about the jewel Roger liked playing with, the way he caught attention and convinced the prince to go to the Black City. It would have been nearly as easy for Thom to pick up a glass from the table and let it catch the candlelight. He could give Alex that certainty he missed, if he cared to lose the ethics his masters had tried so carefully to instill in him, the honor Alanna insisted on. “That’s childish,” he said, because he wouldn’t be so cruel as to give him what he wanted, but he couldn’t be kind enough to soothe the rough edges either. “Nothing is meant to be, and I say that as a man who can see the future, if I try hard enough.”

Alex’s smile in reply was bitter enough to make Thom like him. “There are moments when I know that. But can you blame me for being seduced by simplicity?”

“Alanna wrote me about her friends, before she caught your friend’s attention and it got too dangerous to write much at all. She had lots of good things to say about your sword and your skill at mathematics. Neither of those seem to me to be the kind of discipline that would attract someone who only wants simplicity.”

“I wish she had said any of it herself. About me, about him.”

“After that training session, why should she trust you?”

“That’s a good question.” To Thom’s shock, Alex poured himself another glass of wine. “I ask it of myself, sometimes. A question for you, in turn. You say you won’t do it, but I can see you’re tempted. You say he’s your sister’s worst nightmare, so how does it tempt you?”

Delia of Eldorne, a year or two older than he was in those first years in the City of the Gods, a girl that the nicer young ladies told him to steer clear of, because she always knew just what taunts would hurt most. “It’s … efficient, you might say. I’m tired of being underestimated, told I’m too young or too arrogant or that I do things in the wrong way. If I could do what no living sorcerer can, nobody would ever say it again.”

“They would,” said Alex, to his shock. “They’d say Roger was a sorcerer too and that his Gift did half the work. Or that someone’s research showed you the way. Or that really, you were only copying the mages of legend.”

Thom blinked at him. “Shockingly honest, from you. You know that only gives me ammunition so I won’t do what you want me to do, don’t you?”

“Maybe.” He toasted Thom and took a deep drink from his glass. “Maybe you’re right that I don’t seek simplicity as much as I like to think.”

“I hope you don’t. When Alanna comes home, I’d like her to have her friends again. All of them.”

“What about friends for you?”

Thom shrugged. “I don’t have a talent for attracting friends. Surely you’ve noticed. If she can be happy, that’s what matters to me.”

“You have no talent for attracting, and apparently I have no talent for keeping. Who else would put up with either of us?” Alex finished his second glass and stood up. “I have to train in the morning. Thank you, Lord Trebond, for your fine hospitality.”

“You’re welcome, of course.”

Alex gave him a little ironic bow, heir to a fief who’d actually been trained to it showing respect to the lord of the fief who had no idea what half the reports he received truly meant. “Good night.” He made to leave, and stopped with his hand on the door, back to Thom. “I’ll think about it. What you said. I find I don’t like the thought of being encouraged to reduce the world’s complexity.”

“Feel free to bring me the fruits of your thought,” said Thom, eyebrows raised. “It’s so rare to see a knight using his brain, I can only encourage you.”

Alex laughed, a surprisingly free and easy sound after the weight of their conversation, and let himself out before Thom had to find a way to say anything else.

Thom sat there, the two empty glasses on the table in front of him, for a long time.

#answered asks #sovinly #sometimes i write stories #sorry guys i know this prompt round has been extremely erratic #but my laptop is broken again #hopefully second time's the charm for fixing it #but i won't know till tuesday at the soonest

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