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halcyone-of-the-sea · 8 months

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Regarding the 5k, CONGRATULATIONS!! Its completely well deserved if not more! I started following not so long ago but I'm so happy for you and the fact that I get to celebrate this with you!

That aside... May I request. I'm in dare need for fluff about ANYone of the tf141, that can be your choice, like, who do you think would like/fit this the most. If not, preferably Price or Soap. I need to pamper this damn men!!!!!!

Heres the idea: whoever (?) comes home late for a deployment, super tired and newly injured, but to his surprese, you're still up. Upon seeing him you decide to fill the bath and pamper him! Help him wash and stuff, treat him RIGHT (?).

This can totally include cute banter and even some nsfw, given the situation hehe.

Again, I love your wrinting and I'm super happy for you!!

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╰┈➤ ❝ [Coming home with bruises and stitched wounds, you drag him into the bathroom to wash away the memories.] ❞

You don’t think he expected you to be up this late, judging by the way his eyebrows lightly snapped up at the sight of you on the couch with the throw blanket over your shoulders. But he was a fool for thinking you wouldn’t wait when he had called you not five hours earlier to explain he was back in-country.

“Love?” John asks, confused. He looks at the clock on the far wall and clicks on the living room light. You blink quickly, the TV having been your only source of illumination. “What are you doing up?”

“What kind of a question is that?” Yawning, you speak the words through it, standing and padding over with eager feet. When you get in front of his imposing frame, you huff and tilt your head to him. “Did you expect to find me in bed, Captain? I should be offended that you find me so weak of mind.”

Your easy tease brings a smirk to John’s lips even as the bags under his eyes and the fresh stitches in his back pull painfully. He doesn’t want to worry you.

John grunts and grabs at your arm, grumbling through a growing smile as he drags you into him.

“Never said that.” You chuckle, wrapping your arms around his waist. John lightly stiffens, but you barely notice because of the sudden sweep his scent has on your focus. Like an ardent wave in an ocean, you sigh and pay no mind to the sway.

“I know you didn’t, Handsome.” His small wince tips you off when you squeeze him, and you immediately pull back as the man curses himself.

The mood shifts.

“...John?”

“It’s nothing to worry about,” he sighs, grabbing you by the cheeks and pressing his lips into your forehead, breathing softly into your skin. You both stay like that for a minute before he utters again. “Just a scratch, Love, yeah?”

“Is it bad,” you ask instantly, reaching for the hem of his shirt before he grabs your hand delicately and smiles in the way only he can.

“Easy,” he whispers. “S’not bad, Love. Just aches a bit when I move. Sutures are pullin’.”

Your face falls. “Sutures?”

John’s lips thin out under his beard hair. He knows he can’t get out of this and grunts his answer. “Shrapnel. Got it all out, but I’m off until they heal.”

“Oh, John,” you sigh, tilting your head at him in pain as you hesitate to touch him again for fear it might hurt. “Is there anything I can do?”

“No,” he says, shaking his head from side to side. “No, Sweetheart, there’s nothing that you need to do for me, eh? Bein’ back here is better than the medicine those muppets tried to give me.”

“Have you eaten?” You dote, moving back and taking him lightly by the sides of his biceps. Eyes snap up and down—suddenly more awake than you had been previously at the thought of John being injured.

The sides of the man’s eyes wrinkle and he chuckles, capturing your cheeks before he leans into you as you make a slight noise of shock. He presses a firm kiss directly to your lips, not letting up until you sigh with reassurance and sag with comfort.

John pulls back to tap his forehead against yours, a hand slipping to drag your body into his. You conform readily to his bulk, humming as he smirks.

“As much as I love the feeling of you touchin’ me, Sweetheart,” he teases, “I’ll be needing to clean up before bed.”

You breathe out a silent sigh, still concerned but understanding that he’s tired—there could be more of this tomorrow. It’s late.

“You’re dead on your feet,” you utter, moving to kiss his neck as he nearly purrs and slumps into you. “Let me spoil you.”

“...Don’t need to ask me twice,” he mutters, gazing down at you with a deep expression of love as his cheeks heat to a light shade of crimson.

You smile and move back, grabbing the man’s wrist to bring him to the bathroom for a hot bath. He stares at the back of your head as you do, shifting his hand to let his fingers be intertwined with yours and the heat of your flesh.

When you’re both in the bathroom, you tug at his shirt again, giving a soft order of, “off,” before you go and grasp the water handle, twisting the plug closed. John chuckles, shaking his head, and grasps his shirt casually—pulling up until his skin goes taut.

He flinches slightly, grunting, but the strands of his hair still ruffle as he shuffles the fabric off and drops it to the floor. As you get the right temperature of water, he unbuckles his belt and slides it out of its loops.

He strips down to nothing, you humming across the room as you go to grab a towel from the wrack, wiping your hand on it as the tub begins to fill quickly.

You look at John as he humphs and runs a hand over his beard.

“Let me see,” your voice says over the water as you walk up to him, shifting behind John’s form and letting your hand trail from the front of his abdomen to the side of his waist. The man shivers at the scrape of your nails, eyes fluttering shut before you find the mess of his back.

Red skin is stitched together as you carefully pull at the old gauze, small bits of blood trapped in white before you toss them to the counter. You close your eyes tightly and fight back tears.

They were tiny but obviously deep from the amount of red and damage that was done to dig the shrapnel out—irritated even hours later.

“What are you thinking back there, then?” You press your lips into the wideness of his shoulder blades and breathe into him; he looks over his shoulder.

“That my Lover should be more careful with himself,” you level. He knows how you feel, but even your insistence wouldn’t change his mind about this topic.

You move to turn off the water, kissing his skin again. He follows, walking over with heavy steps. John leans in close to your ear, pulling you over to slide his hand under your shirt.

“Join me?” He raises a brow, and you nod tinily. There would be no need to convince you.

The both of you slip into the bath moments later, and you keep behind him to take the water and slip it along his wounds to clean them, digits caressing over the stitches and rubbing out the hard muscle. John grunts before he leans his spine back into you.

Your eyes blink down in shock as he spreads his weight and lays it on your chest, body limp in the water as, smiling, you spread your fingers into his hair; also taking the time to slouch and let the wall be your backrest.

John leans his face into your chin, kissing it reverently as you massage his scalp with dripping fingers.

“Comfy?” You ask, everything silent beyond the sound of your shared breathing and the ripple of the bath.

John closes his eyes and lets you touch him as you see fit, letting you ease his aches and pains with a brush of your flesh and your lovely lips.

“Heavenly,” he breathes into your neck.

You hum and kiss his forehead as if your lips could heal his wounds. If you tried hard enough, you hope one day they could.

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hide-in-imagination · 10 months

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I just read your last post about your problem with writing and I really hope this helps you somehow.

So recently I had an expirience that broke my heart, like truly, crying, cursing expirience. And somehow I found some surt of confort in AU, fanfincs and that. This things distracted me for what happend to me, and your work was one of them.

Not only RTC but "What if" and some One Shots really put me back on a normal mood, made me forget a bit of everything else.

so if you have this blocking shitty thing its okay, and if you decide to stop wrinting or whatever its okay to, because I am really thankful for what your work made me feel

You are an incredible person and a very talented one, and i will stay here no matter what.

love u.

Thank you so much. I can't fully express how much this means to me. I'm so happy and amazed that my stories managed to help you in such a meaningful way. I really can't get my head around it like- wow, I did that? Me? It's so heartwarming, I'm truly honored.

Thank you for taking the time to write this message and for your words of love and support. Yes, I'm going through a rough patch right now creatively speaking, but just like every bump in the road I've encountered thus far, I will overcome it and keep providing you all these stories because leaving them behind is the last thing I want to do. Every time I think it's not worth it, I remember people like you and think "Yes, it is."

I hope you're healing from whatever happened to you and that happier days come your way. I'd like to think that life balances things out, so for whatever bad thing that happens to you, another equally good thing will happen to compensate for it.

Stay strong, and, again, thank you.

Love you too.

#anon #answered #appreciation #c speaks

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icareaboutme · 1 year

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Go down on my feelings

Time to time my sexual side awakens and for a couple of minutes these intentions give me the moving power to go after the real thing. Unfortunately, I am really bad at it. My flirting skills are bad, I can’t make gestures to make the other guy know that Im interested in him, so the outcome is always failure. I only had 2 sexual experinece. The first one is with my first boyfriend, the first and the last time he slept at my dormroom, he wanted our first kiss to happen and now I see he also wanted more, like idk maybe a bj or something. So he kissed me but sooo badly, it was like a fish trying to swallow me. Deeply traumatizing and bad. So after that all our little kisses (that he wanted) were something I needed to do with all my life force. The sexual tension was nowhere, for me at least. The day we broke up, he gave off the feeling that he had strong feeling towards me sexually and tried to hold on to me strongly because other than me at that time, everybody knew, that Me and Him werent a match. I was much more (it feels bad to say it, even with low confidence) good looking and special. He wasn’t social and outgoing and I was just going around in the city feeling much more like a single boy than somebody in a relationship. So I guess first sexual trauma striked there. (I think he is in a new relationship now and I hope he is happier. He is a nice guy and I will always remember him, but sadly not as my first boyfriend, but much more like as a friend.)

My second one was with this this guy-friends-something. We went on one date and it was much more like a friendly hangout than a date. We drank and watched the city lights. I talked about my inexperineced life, while he talked about going to parties and doing stuff since he was 16. I think its important to note that we were and still are the same age. I think to him, I was a strange boy. I feel like he though that a person like me would have already gone trough a couple of situationships (I hate this word) and breakups and one-night stands. After that (comes the good part, so read) 2 days later we went to a party, I met some of the friends of his and danced to lady gaga song. Even tho it was summer, the weather got slowly bad and we got soaking wet (not in a good way,) so he offered me the option to stay at his flat, because it was closer. So went with him, drunk, wet, anxiety on peak and tired. I slept in his bed even tho there was a couch too (he said I chose the bed bcs I wanted action too which is a lie, the bed is always better dumbass). So as I was sleeping he kissed me, went down on me. So..you know...drunkly and tired I couldnt even get it up bcs in my head I was lost. So he has stopped and we went to sleep. The next morning without any explonation, together, we traveled to the east central station and just like that everybody went on their ways.

Weird to think about that after this, we met again like 2 times, no sex, just hanging out. Couple of back and forth friendly messages. A bad party where his friends treated me shit and I left. Got sexually harassed on a bus, cried like a baby till my dorm. Sat in front of my dorm, watched the sky and felt the pain of the bad actions.

I think the whole sexual side of mine just slowly faded away and transformed into more like and idea in my brain than a thing thats part of life. So as Im sitting here wrinting this and seeing how my last year was just a big challenge, makes me think wow. I was pushing down this? I was traumatized and sad and thrown into a hole. I want to accept that fear can make us choose badly and do strange things. And friends of my friend arent my friends until they choose to reach out to me to be friends with them. I have to accept that my beauty comes from being me, open and open and open.

Maybe there will be a better guy in my future or guyS, who will....me

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echoalyssa · 3 years

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Hi! I wanted to ask you if you could rewrite the Cheating Chase request a made a little time ago but with Jaden with the reader being famous just like him and the whole situation havin' an impact on internet and with their (shared) friends or you could write a part 2 for Cheating Chase request but only if it's not gonna bother you in any way...

❤Thank you!❤I LOVE YOUR WRINTTING❤

Warnings: Some naughty time is inferred in this!

Jaden’s music is pounding through his surround sound speaker system. He’s throwing another party. One of his signatures. Bryce is chanting “Shots shots shots!”

Jaden’s busy making out with his girl. He’s got her pressed against a wall.

“Wanna ditch my own party?” He murmurs into her ear.

She giggles and begins to lead his girlfriend to his bedroom. A girl bumps into his shoulder hard but he barely notices, just continues steering his girlfriend to his room.

When they’re done and getting dressed he wonders where his phone has gone. It had been in his back pocket before...

A knock on the door startles him. It’s the girl who had bumped into him earlier. At least he thinks it was. He’s really not sure. He doesn't look at anyone who isn't his girl.

“You dropped this. Bryce said you were up here.”

Jaden vaguely notes her creepy smile but quickly forgets once his phone is back and his girl calls for him.

~~~ You’re barely home from Jaden’s party when your phone begins to blow up. IT vibrates almost continually, calls and texts filling up the screen. All want you to check Jaden’s instagram.

You plop down on the couch and answer the call from Mads, your best friend.

“Have you checked!?” She shrieks, loud enough that you have to take the phone off of speaker-phone for a second.

“I’m checking now! But what can possibly be so urg-”

No. This can’t be right... it can’t... there, one of his most recent posts, theres no way.

It’s a set of nudes, captioned ‘my beautiful baby girl’ with a kissy face emoji. Except.. those aren't your nudes which means... not that you'd want your nudes posted but...

Mads, taking your silence as an answer whispers, “Y/N I am so sorry.”

You can't speak, your fingers go numb. Your phone falls from your grip and clatters as it hits the floor and bounces.

Mads is speaking but you can't hear her. Your heart feels like its beating a mile a minute.

There had to be some sort of explanation, if you just called him he would be able to clear this up. Right? Right!?

So you pick up your phone, Mads is saying that she’ll make the friend group unfollow him. You excuse yourself, hang up, and dial Jaden. It rings, and rings, and rings, Then, “Hey it’s Jaden. Hit me up later!”

You try again. And again. And again. You get his voicemail every time.

Somehow you’re all the emotions at once. You pull up his instagram, and this time your notice your name is no longer in his bio the way it had been for so long.

‘That’s it.’ You think.

You unfollow him on instagram, remove his name from your own bio, and delete all the pictures of the two of you together.

Then you go to Snapchat and un-add him. His contact gets deleted, you unfollow him on twitter and delete his face from your camera roll.

Satisfied as you can be, you fall into bed and let the tears come.

~~~

By the early afternoon of the next day the gossip is at full roar. You venture on to youtube, and right there, the first video you see is by ‘annaoop’ who is almost the most well known gossip youtube channel focusing on tiktokers.

‘Jaden Hossler cheats on Y/N L/N’ the title reads. Something within you compels you to click on it.

Her voice rings, talking about ‘tea’. She shows the censored versions of the pictures from his instagram. They’re basically just one blurred skin colored square.

“How dare he? He hasn’t commented on it at all... Y/N deleted photos of the two of them such as this one from their trip to Bondi Beach.”

The series of photos she displays make your heart clench. ‘Annaoop’ then begins to pull up the followers page on Jaden’s instagram.

She informs you and the rest of her viewers that Mads, Nessa, Thomas, Petrou, Chase Hudson, Charli, Mia, and others have unfollowed Jaden’s instagram, and sided with you.

From the way she narrates you can tell she’s on your ‘side’. Apparently, Bryce has unfollowed you and written on his Twitter that Jaden would not be making a statement until he talked to you. Except he wasn't even trying to talk to you.

Your fans are going after Jaden, and from the screenshots some are getting ruthless. Some fans have even jumped ship from Jaden to you.

And then theres the die hard Jaden fans of his that are trashing you for not being good enough to him. It had already been established that it wasn't your body because it had a tattoo that you didn't.

Your phone is still blowing up but you don't truly want to talk about it. So instead you post a statement to your instagram and twitter.

‘I haven’t been able to reach Jaden. We are no longer together because of the incident. Just because this happened does not mean I want or condone you attacking him or any of his friends and family. I love y'all and I will be okay <3 Y/N.’

No sooner than you had posted the statements, theres a loud pounding at your door. Very reluctantly, you open it.

It’s Nessa, she rushes in gushing. “Jaden’s coming here. I heard from Josh who heard from Blake, who heard from-”

“Nessa!” You interrupt, “When?”

“Well you know how bad at math I am but hypothetically, I mean technically he should be here soon!”

And as if right on cue, there’s the sound of your doorbell followed by rapid knocking by a heavier hand.

“I’ll go out the back door so he doesn't see me. Good luck, I love you! Call me if you need anything!” She gives you a quick and fleeting hug and then darts off.

He’s still pounding at your door. And having no other choice, you let him in. As soon as you do he's speaking so quickly that you can barely understand him.

“Y/Nwhyhaventyoubeenansweringmeivebeencallingandcallingandcallingyouandyouhaventansweredandisawyourannouncementthatwerebrokenup-”

“Did you also happen to see the pictures you posted on your instagram?” You cross your arms.

“Ofcoursebutisweartoyouandeverythingreally-”

“Slow down or we can’t have a conversation Jaden.”

He gives you one sharp nod and takes a few big breaths. “Do you remember at my party when I got knocked by some girl?”

You frown, “No, and I don’t see what that has to do with anything.”

“Well, thats the thing. It was orchestrated to look inconspicuous. She must have taken my phone then because after we were alone... y’know... well she showed up. Gave me my phone claiming I dropped it and Bryce told her where to find me except he didn't. She’s been stalking me Y/N. That’s how she found my room, knew my password. You know I have more respect for women than to post their nudes. You have to believe me! She blocked you from my phone, thats why nothing went through!”

It made sense... and you should believe him but what if he was just a really good liar? So many people were involved in your relationship and now this drama. You’d always tried to keep the private details of your life well... private. But life in the spotlight often prevented that. Maybe the damage had been done. Maybe it was too late. You just didn't know.

“I need to think about it Jaden.”

#Jaden hossler #angels and demons #angels x demons #hossler #tiktok #tiktok stars #sway #sway house #jaden #Jaden x reader #Jaden hossler x reader

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myhockeyworld87 · 4 years

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I saw your post about josh, and just imagine he getting back from the bubble home and he is sad not only bc they lost, also bc he couldn't help his teammates. So you take care of him until he is feeling like himself again. On another note i read labels a while back, and that storie is amazing, your wrinting is so good thanks for putting here for us read.

Aww so glad that you like Labels. That was a fun little write to do. I have request started from a while ago for Josh, but between my series stories and work, I haven’t got a chance to finish it. But you are so right, he would feel horrible that he couldn’t help the Jackets get the W to move on.

He’d walk through the door and the look on his face said it all. “I’m so sorry babe.”

“I just wish I could’ve gotten out there to help. If I would’ve just done the surgery in the first place.”

“Josh, you had no idea that therapy wouldn’t work. You did exactly what the doctors suggested.” His face told you he wasn’t sure. “You gotta put this behind you and look forward to next season when you’ll be better than you were before.” You’d go up on your toes and give your man a kiss. It would turn heated real quick.

“Fuck baby, I missed you so much,” he breathes out in between kisses. Suddenly clothes are being torn off each other. You toss his shirt somewhere between the door and the couch, and there are piles laying here and there until you’re both naked. Josh lays you down on the couch hovering over you. His fingers going between your fold. “Damn, you’re so ready for me.”

“I have been since you called and said the plane landed.” You’d finally get that Josh smile that you loved before his mouth lands on yours as he slides into you. It’s been almost three weeks and your body has that familiar stretch as he’s buried deep inside you. He stays that way for a full minute just savoring the feel of your pussy clenched around his cock. You break the kiss, looking deep in his eyes before saying, “Please move J.”

When he does, he doesn’t stop. His hips thrusting into you and you feel your orgasm build. Your bodies are so in sync; coming apart then meeting again just as fast. Your legs start to shake and then your climax his and you're screaming out his name, “Josh!!”

He thrusts two more times into you before spilling inside you. He flips you both so your body is now on top of his as you both relax on the sofa. “I missed that so much. Sorry it was so quick.”

“No J, we needed that.” you tell him hands resting on his chest so you could look up into his eyes. You shifted your legs to get a bit more comfortable and felt him grow hard again. “Already?”

“Mmm, I told you I missed this.” He lay a kiss on you then. “Ready for round 2?”

“Always.”

#myhockey asks #myhockey thirst night #not really a thirst night but when this came in i couldnt resist #josh anderson #josh anderson imagine

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phoughts · 3 years

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why am i wrinting about you again? cuz you don't give a damn... you don't give a single word and you pretend that you never heard...

"The sun is up, the sky is blue It's beautiful and so are you" you know this song, right dear? and you'll pretend that you never hear...

all this was pretend? i called you a friend... time, money, tears i spend and you don't even a mensage send...

i'm listening "windowsill" and don't know how to feel... i'm not made of steel, so from this wound, I can't heal.

#poetry

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scentedsongrebel · 4 years

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Mission: Get Cap the girl

Pairings: Steve Rogers × Reader

Summary: They may be master assasins, ex-soldiers, super heroes and spies but matchmakers they were not.

Warnings: Fluff, cursing, nosy avengers, sexual innuendos, mention of porn

Word Count: 2944

A/N: Hey guys this is my first time wrinting Marvel so I hope you like it cause I have a lot.more ideas…

Steams of salty sweat ran down his forehead to the end of his face which he wipes off with the mini towel he has in his hand. Making his way through the common living room of the compound he distinctly hears Sam shouting about the unfairness of going on runs with a supersoldier.

He ignores Sam as he reaches the kitchen area and the scene in front of him twitches his lips in a small smile.

She stands in front of the coffee machine mutterring angrily about Tony and his stupid alarm system and saying words that if he dared to speak in the 40’s, his Ma would have rinsed his mouth with detergent.

He is so lost in her as he makes his way towards her, he completely misses the presence of Bucky and Natasha sitting on the bar stools of the dinning table, sharing knowing smirks.

She groans as the coffee machine takes centuries to get the work done but before she can take her anger out on it he reaches her and offers to help.

She grumbles something and then takes a seat nearby. He begins to prepare her coffee which is almost done just needs the addition of the creamer, one tablespoon, just as she likes.

When he is done, he hands her the cup and she moans as the hot goodness hits her throat.

Steve takes a seat besides her and watches as she completely gulps down the entire thing in one more sip and then gets up

“I’m gonna head back to bed suckers” she says as she yawns and stretches her arms

“Didn’t you just wake up?” Bucky asks “and why did you drink coffee if you wanted to sleep again?”

She shakes her head but before she could open her mouth and say something Steve beats her to it

“The coffee was to stop the headache after the stupid alarms wake her up so mercilessly”

All 3 sets of eyes turn to him in confusion, shock and understanding

“What? this happens every morning” he smiles that charming smile that makes her heart flutter

“Yeah well Tony has overridden my commands to stop the alarm system and I’m too sleepy to fix it” she smiles sheepishly and he feels butterflies in his stomach

“Anyways I’m gonna head to bed” she yawns and then touches Steve’s shoulder “Thank you so much Stevie, You’re a life saver”

As she makes her way towards the living quarters he can’t help but touch his shoulder where he can still feel the imprint of her hand and smiles like an idiot.

“This is ridiculous” its Natasha, she is sitting on the bar stool besides Bucky munching on her cereal.

“Agreed” Bucky nods, having discarded eating completely “Just ask her out punk”

Steve just sighs and shakes his head “Its not like that Y/N and I are just friends”

Both Bucky and Natasha look at each other before they start laughing, hysterically, holding each other to maintain balance.

They keep laughing for so long that Steve grumbles angrily before grabbing a tetra pack of orange juice from the fridge and descending towards his room.

Bucky and Natasha keep laughing even when Sam finally reaches them not that breathless after having taken a break.

“What’s going on?” he looks around the rest of the kitchen but it is empty “Did I miss something?”

“Oh birdbrain” Bucky having regained his breath makes his way towards the sink with his bowl “We are just getting started”

“Welcome to Mission: get Cap the girl”

_———————-:)(:———————–_

The moment he walked into an empty living room, Steve knew something was wrong. Never in his time as an Avenger has he found the living room devoid of the presence of one of the Avengers except for when they were on mission.

Steve knew for a fact no one was supposed to be on a mission today and thus he knew something was wrong.

Boy was he right.

As he crosses the hallway his super soldier senses sense presence in the meeting area.

Shaking his head he makes his way in there. They’re playing poker in the meeting room again and even though it is not what the room is for he feels offended no-one invited him.

Fully expecting an intense game he is shocked when he finds himself interrupting what seems to be a serious meeting.

His eyes widen in sink with the others around the table. All around the table is almost all of the team: Bucky, Natasha, Clint, Tony, Wanda, Vision all sat at the table and Sam standing with a marker near the board.

“What the– Why is there a meeting without me?”

He asks looking around and when no one answers he looks at the board where Sam was writing something. Sam tries to hide the Contents of the board with his body but fails miserably.

“-Get them drunk and make them admit their feelings.

-Make them share a bed

-Send them gifts from each other

-Dare them to makeout”

The list went on…..

“What the- What the– What the fuck?” He almost shouts

“Language” Tony says bored

“Oh its nothing Cap” Sam tries to defend but then Steve’s eyes shift to the top of the board

“Mission: Get Cap the Girl”

And suddenly everything thing made sense and he groans throwing his head back

“I can’t believe you people”

“But Steve” its Bucky “admit it, with your track record you need all the help you can get”

Steve feels his face turning red and he glares at Bucky

“No I don’t”

“Please everyone in this room agrees you do” its Natasha. She twirls her pen with her fingers before pointing it at him

“Yeah” Sam says “Even those who declined the offer to be a part of this meeting due to prior engagements like Rhodey, Bruce and Thor agree”

“Oh my god, you contacted Thor for this?”

“Of-course who else would supply the only drink that can make you drunk?” Bucky smirks

Steve shakes his head in disbelief and moves his hand to his forehead massaging it to release some stress while his other hand rests of his waist

“I- I can’t” He shakes his head and then points to the board

“This– stop this, nobody is getting anyone any girl, it is none of your business what goes around with Y/N and me. So stay out of it and-”

He moves towards the board and erases its contents with the duster nearby.

“Abort this Mission: Cap girl whatever it is”

“Mission: get Cap the Girl” Tony says smiling and enjoying this

Steve growls in irritation again

“Abort the mission or I will be your worst nightmare”

He looks so angry that even Vision winces at the intensity of his threat. Steve’s face is completely red by the time he leaves the room and slams the door shut

After a moment of silence it is Clint that breaks the ice

“Just so we’re clear, We aren’t aborting the mission are we?”

“Not a chance”

_———————-:)(:———————-_

Y/N was a spy. A good one. She knew things were happening before they even started showing because of her killer observation skills. That’s how she got into The CIA then Shield and back to CIA before becoming an Avenger because of her combat skills and efficiency in locating and deriving Intel.

She could just tell when something was wrong and she did come in handy a lot of times due to this ability.

That is why she knew something maybe wrong no something was definitely wrong.

Her team was behaving weirder than usual and more than once had she found herself in weird situations. Most of them involving a certain blonde-haired super soldier.

She had found herself and Steve locked in the small suffocating space of the 2nd floor broom closet which even F.R.I.D.A.Y couldn’t open due to some ‘glich’ and which she could’ve sworn was not there before. I mean they have automated cleaning done by F.R.I.D.A.Y and the cleaning staff carried their own stuff.

They had remained locked for more than 2 hours. 2 of the longest hours of her life. With her heart pounding louder than anything with Steve so close to her and any sense of rational thoughts out of her mind.

Then she found herself in the middle of a conversation where Sam was ready to bet a thousand dollars that Steve was huge down there with Bucky agreeing even inputting that the serum worked everywhere.

She had choked on her water at that and had quickly excused herself.

Nat and Wanda had tried to up Steve more than what may be considered healthy and if she didn’t know any better, she could’ve sworn they had a thing for him.

“That dorito figure is so super hot Y/N you can’t deny that”

“The self-righteousness screams sexy to me”

Even Tony who was passing by sighing about the drowning depth of his ocean blue eyes.

From there being no other option than Steve to be partner for every single mission to having to share a room with him with only one bed as no other room was available to being sent on missions to warehouses without a single clue of Hydra and was it violin music she could distinctly hear playing in the background with only Steve as company

“Oops sorry wrong information, our bad”

She was sure by now that they knew about her crush on Steve and were teasing her in their own twisted ways.

Which brings her to the situation at hand where the only people showing to movie night were her and Steve.

She knew the moment she walked into the T.V room to see just Steve what was happening.

“Let me guess” she says as she walks to sit besides him on the couch, maintaining a respectful distance “Someone got sick, the other had a meeting, someone has a date, someone has a wife, blah blah blah”

Steve shakes his head and smiles at her offering her some popcorn

“You know they are all a bunch of idiots”

“God! If I didn’t know any better, I would say they were trying to set us up” she says casually popping a popcorn in her mouth and immediately regrets saying it.

Steve’s face turns completely red, eyes wide and he tries to stutter something but then just turns towards the T.V.

“Well why don’t we do what we came here for, leave those idiots” he says moving towards the dvd player because apparently the smart TV wasn’t working. Again suspicious. She also thinks she can hear an angry hiss down the hall but ignores it as she gets to snaek a peak at the backside of the all american glory.

She feels he knows something but doesn’t pushes it much and waits for him to pick a movie. Well if she had to watch a movie with just one person as company, she’s pretty glad with the one she has.

He searches through the dvd’s and she can see his ears going red before he turns to face her, completely red in the face.

She raises her eyebrow and gets up to take a look at what had gotten the super-soldier looking like a tomato.

“Hey! Lets do something else” he says moving the dvd case away from her “Wanna grab dinner, maybe walk around a bit what'da say?.. I mean”

He blabbers and although she feels a flutter in her heart because of the dinner suggestion.. Her curiosity gets the better of her and she tries to sneak a peak at what he’s hiding.

“Come on Steve what is wrong with the dvd’s”

“Nothing Y/N please lets just do something else”

She huffs a sigh

“Fine”

He sighs in relief putting down the dvd case and making his way towards her to lead her out of the door but before he can process what’s happening, she is behind him and has one of the dvd’s in her hand.

She looks carefully at the cover not quiet understanding where she has heard the title before before it sinks in and she drops the cd on the floor.

“Is this… Oh my god”

“Y/N I’m really sorry I just, those morons, fucking assholes they’re just…. Oh god”

Before she can help it she bursts out laughing and shaking her head

Steve looks at her in bewilderment

“Oh god they made you go crazy” Steve runs his hands through his hair

Y/N keeps laughing, holding a hand on to her stomach to settle some of the pain settling due to the laughter

“Y/N are you okay?” He makes his way towards her

“Oh, No no no” she shakes her head “Of-course I’m not okay, I mean do they really think getting us alone to movie night with no option other than porn is good matchmaking? These idiots have the responsibility to save the world”

He doesn’t understand how to react but before he can speak anything she continues.

“I mean I knew it was kinda obvious but this much? Do they really think I’m that horny?”

“W-What?” He stammers now thoroughly confused “obvious? You’re uh h-horny?”

“I’m a lot of things Steve” she sighs starting towards the door “I’m not in the movie mood as of now, sorry for the…. Umm you know. Anyways I’m gonna head to bed now”

But before she can leave Steve rushes in front of her taking hold of her elbow

“What did you mean obvious”

“You really don’t need to know”

“I really do” he moves closer until there is no space left between them “What is obvious Y/N because I am known to be kinda naive when it comes to you

"Steve I-I” but her words get caught in her throat as he bends down until their noses touch

“You?”

She shakes her head unable to speak and just stares at his eyes trying to say whatever it is through her soft loving gaze. He brings his hand to her right cheek and rubs his thumb on it in circles

“I really wanna kiss you right now” he says and all she can see is the deep drowning ocean blue eyes and all she can think of is him

“Why don’t you” it is a whisper and before she can comprehend, soft lips touch one another and there is the attack of butterflies throughout her entire body.

He is desperate, soft but there is an urgency. Like he was afraid it was a dream and he would wake up any second, like she would stop him any moment.

But when she finally realizes what is happening and is kissing him back all he can do is groan as he moves his hands from where they were caressing her cheeks to her waist to lift her up to his height. She wraps her legs around his waist, not breaking the intense moment.

They keep kissing until realization of the necessity of breathing settles in and even then he moves to place tender kisses on her jaw, her cheek, where ever he can from their current position as she regains her breath.

They stay like that for a while, trapped in the moment and each other until voices of celebration break the shell.

She feels confetti fall on her body and looks around to search for the source

“Mission get Cap the girl is a success”

“I take all the credit for my brilliant idea”

“The only thing you can take credit for is providing the dvd’s birdbrain”

Looking around confused she turns her attention back to Steve who is still watching her intently and moves to kiss her again as she turns to him

“Steve-” she tries to question as she breaks away from the kiss with utmost difficult

“No” he pecks her lips

“What is-”

“Tell you later” and just like that he starts kissing her again not letting her down from his arms, he doesn’t think he can and suddenly she does not care about the Voices behind her screaming at them to get a room

After what seems like a long while of making out Steve breaks away from the kiss to allow her time to breath as he addresses the group

“Tomorrow morning runs for everyone at 4 in the morning and grade 5 level training after. Also the mission reports I said you can let go after the verbal debrief, I would need them handwritten at my desk my tomorrow evening”

Y/N looks at him with a frown and he kisses the frown off her face

“Not you sweetheart”

“But Cap” its Sam

“I said nightmare Wilson” Steve says not breaking eye contact with the woman in his arms “Nightmares don’t always come at night”

“But Steve” Natasha starts “We were just trying to help”

“Captain’s orders”

“Are you crazy” Bucky says as he moves his hands vigorously conveying his point “It worked, we were of help”

“I’m a man of my word Buck” he says and smiles at Y/N “If you’ll excuse me, I got a girl to impress, see you in the morning 4 am sharp, no excuses”

He re positions his arms, readjusting Y/N so that he now holds her bridal style as she wraps her hands around his neck

“Shall we”

“We shall”

They move towards the living quarters ignoring the whining Avengers blaming each other and complaining about lack of gratefulness at the acts of good.

“Just so we’re clear, I like you” she smiles as they reach his room

“Just so we’re clear I like you more” he says as he places a kiss on her lips before putting her down and moving his hands to her waist

“I guess the mission Get Cap the girl was a success after all”

He furrows his eyebrows at her

“You-”

“I was right there and I have ears you know”

“It was a stupid mission was what it was”

“Ya because we definitely would have confronted each other with our feelings without a mission”

“Definitely”

#steve x reader #reader insert #steve rogers fanfiction #marvel fanfiction #steve rogers reader insert #steve rodgers x reader #steve rodgers imagine #avengers fanfiction #steve fanfiction

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thefieryeclipse · 4 years

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Hi again! (Tell me if it's irritating that I keep wrinting.) I started to watch the 2dn episode, and had to stop at those scenes. This is exactly one type of body horror that I can't handle. I actually almost got through it, while of course not looking or blocking out parts of the screen. But then the guy woke up. and nonono. Could you tell me if there will be similar type of stuff it in later? (The body horror is bad in itself, but here one aspect I can't stand is the 'keeping alive' part...)

Hello! It’s no problem, I’m happy to help out a fellow squeamish person (is there an actual name for it? Squeamers? Is that completely wrong? XP) as well as do anything in my power to get more people to watch this amazing show. It’s not irritating for you to write to me at all, as much as I can remember the gore and give you a heads up I’m happy to give it a try ^.^

I can’t blame you, the crime scene in episode 2 is ghastly (which is why I mentioned it in my very first message, it still stands as one of the most disgusting imo). There’s nothing else about plants being grown from living people buried alive like that, no, so don’t worry. There are plants incorporated into displayed dead bodies later on, but it’s nothing like this and, at least I found, it wasn’t close to as disturbing as Ep 2. The later one, while still obviously disgusting, is supposed to be beautiful in its own way. And, in its own way, it sort of is. While the mushroom bodies in Ep2 were supposed to make us feel repulsed, the later flower one isn’t designed with the same reaction in mind. I’m sure that sounds ridiculous, but you should understand this more when you get there XP

There are a few more cases of people surviving mutilations, though, if that’s what you mean? Not many, mostly the victims are dead, dead, deader than dead. But I’ll mention the ones I can remember off the top of my head here:

(This next part might be a bit spoilery btw - I’ll not include names or specifics, though!) I think it’s either Ep1 or 2 of season 2 has a victim wake up after the killer thinks they’re dead, and he’s hurt and scared and that one still gets to me X( He’s intact, though, and mushroom-free! S2 Ep12 has a very gruesome face mutilation (this is one of only two scenes I mentioned previously that I still can’t watch to this day). It’s disgusting - be very warned. He survives, but this guy is really really nasty, and I know that doesn’t make it okay but it feels different than innocent victims being put through that, y’know? It’s gross - but his fate doesn’t keep me up as much as it would if it had happened to someone else.

S3 Ep 12 has the other part I still can’t watch. It’s extreme bodily mutilation of someone who absolutely doesn’t deserve it and is terrified and it’s awful 3 He survives - barely, though. It would probably be kinder to him if he’d died. It’s horrible, horrible body horror and the fact that he’s aware of it makes it worse. Seriously, I’ve watched this show too many times already (I’m not even sorry hehe), and I love it so much, but this part is still a big fat NOPE. So I’d definitely suggest to brace yourself for this one. Maybe just skip his scenes, but the ones featuring other characters are crucial so I definitely wouldn’t recommend skipping the entire episode.

The good news is, though, that while all this is going on - so much of the story and characters (i.e. Hannibal and Will) is so brilliant and gripping, and you should be so invested that even these horrible parts shouldn’t be enough to put you off before you get to see how it all ends ^.^ Does it say something good that even in spite of how squeamish I am I’ve still re-watched this show too much in such a short while and definitely will again in future? X)

Anyway, I hope this helps a little! Please don’t be shy to get in touch again if you want, and I will do my best to help you out if I can. Remember that Season 1 is the worst for mutilated corpses, and that if you can get through that you can get through all of it, I’m sure X) Best of luck and happy Hannigramming!

#hannibal #save hannibal #hannigram #murder husbands #tw #trigger warning #body horror #gore #warnings #hannibal tv

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honeymoonjin · 4 years

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Hey hello! First of all thanks undo much for being wrinting this mAsTeRpiEcE!!!!! Next I have a question, what do you feel comfortable to us to ask??? I mean, I was waiting for a post like that before sending asks but I'm a little confused with your previous answer, why is okay asking if a character is into dirty talk and isn't okay to ask for period sex? (I'm not criticizing you I just really want to be sure) Anyways again: you are an amazing writer ilysm ♡♡♡

Ah, thank you for asking !

I think the line is, what’s reasonable in the story and what would be considered very rude or invasive to anyone. Since this is a story about sex and a porn show, I understand that people wanna ask the characters about kinks. Maybe some characters will be more open in their answers than others, but it’s to be expected. But I personally felt that asking about someone’s period is just way too invasive, even in the context of the show. That one was less about JK and more about how I felt it was inappropriate for Y/n.

That’s also why I’m not like, going to out or block people if they send asks that I feel are rude or too invasive because I know there is a grey area there.

If people think I’m being way too judgy I’m happy to reconsider, but for now just try and avoid questions that would be offensive even to someone in the porn industry like these characters now are.

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airfelipe90 · 4 years

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Chronicle of Chronic Disease

I was immersed in a dilemma: moving to a new house or staying with my parents' company. I have a friend who is looking for someone to share, and it seems like the future is screaming to move me.

I was immersed in Twitter: when I came up with a CIA dilemma. The Central Intelligence Agency posted a puzzle. I, soon curious, tried to solve it. I lacked a little intelligence, and really, the CIA is not for many. It's a very narrow audience. Although, I thought, "I have a friend who will solve it." No more, I posted it on the WhatsApp group called "old high school." Bingo. He solved it. Although, my EGO kept screaming, did he manage to solve it? Yes, I saw in twitter responses so many comments with the same right answer. Anyway, I believe so.

I was immersed in being a host to a dear person in my family, and she noticed a flower in the kitchen, more specific: an orchid. I said, without thinking, "It smells like chocolate." The darling was silent, was wearing a mask, observed again, and I replied: "Smells chocolate." She didn't smell the flower, and she smells like chocolate. That wasn't the name of the plant, as it seemed to sound. She will have new opportunities to know the smell of this orchid.

Anyway, I have with me that although an orchid, a CIA puzzle, and a friend to share a house may seem disconnected. Yes, perhaps. However, in all the above situations, I was immersed. I would like to know more about it, the CIA. I wanted to explain myself better, orchid. I tried to make the correct decision in my present period, change.

The criticism this time came as The Flash about my texts: agreement. I don't have much experience with English, so it's up to the reader to ignore it or criticize it. I try my best to make the texts transparent to the public. It is not easy Portuguese - BR and in English becomes something challenging. I want to get immersed in the American language and try to take the reader a little out of orbit, enjoying some chronicles written with much appreciation.

Yes, you can and should have your opinion, but I hope you can stay immersed for a few minutes in the way I write. It may not seem like any genius of literature, but I gladly take that time to transcend. Bring something. A few more chronicles and explain why I've left home, I thought I was a CIA agent, imagined penetrating people's minds presenting without many words and how I'm overcoming chronic disease.

By Air Felipe

@airfelipe90 — Twitter @airfelipe — Facebook @airfelipechepa — Instagram

WriteAs #MyWrinting #Wrinting #AirFelipe #Writer #Blogger #Writers #MyWords

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small-round-and-angry · 5 years

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Selfish

Summary: Angie and Loki don’t talk about the future.

Loki is a very curious and worried boyfriend and Angie tries to be responsible about her very limited knowledge of what happens next.

Wordcount : 1403

Pairing: Loki x OFC

Warning : Possible bad writing? None, I guess. Feel free to send me an Ask so I can tag any triggers properly, but I wasn’t able to identify any.

A/N: For @dreamwritesimagines‘s Wrinting Challange! Thank you so much for giving me the motivation to finally flesh out this 3 year-old OC of mine! I feel like I just gave birth ;u; Also, I’m really rusty because it’s been a while since I wrote anythng that isn’t an essay for college, so yeah.

Prompt : Stop trying to save everyone.

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“Will you finally tell me why you can’t sleep?”

Well, shit. She should’ve known something was off from the moment he stayed on top of her after their bedtime activities were finished. Loki wasn’t exactly a touchy feely type of guy, but she wasn’t about to complain. Angie was a cuddler after all, and there was something special about having 200 pounds of pure god just resting on top of you.

“Is it because of the visions?” The concern in his voice almost broke her, even tough he could hide it so well it seemed to be barely there. Maybe because of that. It was still unusual for her to hear him like this. To see him like this. Even though it had been ten months since she was thrown into this horrible trash planet, and their relationship had slowly evolved from unlikely allies to friends to lovers, she always had a very clear, set in stone image of who Loki of Asgard was. And it didn’t involve caring for her, specifically.

Well, maybe she had fantasized about it a couple of times, but she was made of flesh and bone, okay? No one can blame her.

“Maybe if you told me about them…” Loki trailed off, fingers brushing some of her hair away from her forehead. Oh, Angie thought, so this is what this is about? She fixed her lover with an unamused stare, his subsequent smile only fueling her already growing frustration. She groaned, already done with that conversation entirely.

“I can’t tell you about the future, Loki. You know that. We’ve had this discussion before, more than once.” She tried to push him off of her as gently as possible, hoping that if she put some distance between them, she would be able to withhold the higher ground of the conversation. Something she was sure would be impossible with his cool, sweet scented breath and the chill of his body overwhelming her senses.

And yet, she couldn’t have enough of him.

“Indeed.” He gifted her with a positively dangerous smirk. He had her cornered and he knew it, just as much as he knew he was treading dangerous ground with his little quest for her Knowledge. “And every time we do, every time I try to understand why you look so troubled all the time, you give me the same excuse.”

“It’s not an excuse, Loki.” She defended herself, still trying to wiggle off his grasp. Her efforts earned her a delicious sounding grunt, so she decided to stop while she still could. Goddamn gods and their strength.

She wondered when her own Godlike strength would finally settle in.

If it was going to at all.

The spell Odin had cast on her was a powerful one, Loki had told her once when they tried to revert it (and failed miserably), so they couldn’t really predict how she was going to develop. It was weaker now, mirroring its casters state of being, but it was still strong enough to suppress most of the Asgardian DNA she carried.

“Even knowing about the future is enough to change it. I’ve told you how my Knowledge works.” She turned her gaze to him once more, and she noticed how his mouth had been tightly shut into the thin line she now recognizes as the sign his patience was running thin. She reached her hand, cupping his cheek and caressing the higher part of it with her thumb.

“Please, do remind me.” He grinned, even though she could hear the complaint in his voice. He didn’t really care for an explanation, and every word she said from that point on would be twisted and used from his advantage, and against her.

But could she deny him anything, tough?

“Well” She sighed, deciding to give him at least that much. At her defeated look, Loki finally relented and rolled off of her, still sporting an unamused expression and stared at her expectantly from his side of the bed. “First of all, they are not visions, remember? It’s more like…A memory. Like something that I’ve seen happen before. It’s weird to describe.” She allowed her head to fall heavily against her pillow, carefully articulating her words so she didn’t give away more than she should. “So, because I can’t always check to see if something has changed, I have a very limited set of factors that I can mess with. If I change too much, then…”

She shrugged her shoulders. Loki scrutinized her a while longer, and she had the impression he was trying to read her mind through his narrowed gaze. She groaned, all hopes of finishing this conversation with a nice tone and going back to the cuddling going out of the window, and fixed her stare to the ceiling, hoping to signalize to her insistent bedmate that this conversation is over, thanks.

“So, is that why you can’t sleep? You’re scared of changing too much and not being able to do whatever it is you’re trying to do” Angie stared at him, expression severe and tired, while he continued his tirade. “And yet, you won’t ask for anyone aid in you little mission, give me no indication of what it even if you are fighting against…Stop trying to save everyone, Angie. You can’t. Not alone, at least.”

“I have to.” She shook her head, a sad smile on her lips as she took his hand in hers and tried to take comfort on how big they seemed in comparison. “I have to try, at least.”

In truth, Loki was terrified. Of course he wasn’t going to tell her that, but he was, and he could feel it in his bones. The absolute terror of one day having to witness her sacrifice everything, watch her die because she couldn’t trust anyone around her enough to ask for help.

In that, they were very much alike. Here she was, trying to shield him from the painful truth of their future, all the while he fretted the consequences of allowing her to shoulder such a responsibility alone. He knew, deep down, that she was born to bear it, as it was in the very nature of the Norns. But then again, she wasn’t fully a norn. No one could know how exactly the Knowledge would affect her mind, her actions. The very real possibility that one day he could come to lose her was almost physically painful, and that too, terrified Loki. How quickly she became the very sun his life orbited.

“If it makes it any better,” She began, and her smile dropped ever so slightly. “I’m not trying to save everyone.”

“No?” Loki chuckled bitterly, but still brought her hand up to his lips before pulling her towards himself again. “Because it seems very much the case.”

“Yeah” She chuckled, and settled against him comfortably. “I’m just trying to prevent my dad from doing something stupid.”

“Stark?” Loki mused, remembering his last encounter with the man in question. Of course, he was a simpleton, but much smarter than the average Midgardian.

“Yup.” She murmured, her speech already sluggish from the lack of sleep. “Given the chance, he would probably die trying to save everyone. Or just one person. And I really don’t want that to happen. “She yawned and draped her arm carelessly across his chest. After a little moment so comfortable silence, she continued. “Everyone thinks I’m working towards the greater good, to save humanity or something cheesy like that. I just don’t want my dad to die because of people that are undeserving of it, you know? They’re all faceless, nameless. I don’t really care about them. They’re expendable.” He felt her smile against his ribs, and realized that maybe he had been reading her all wrong, after all. “Selfish, huh?”

“Very.” He smiled down at her, and just as selfishly, he allowed the truth to comfort him. In truth, he didn’t care that she wasn’t as interested in heroism as he once toughs the way. Loki wasn’t a hypocrite, he cared just as little, maybe even less, for the fate of hundreds of random nameless Midgardians. He had his priorities. As she had hers, and he could live with them. If her father was safe, she would keep her head out of trouble. And he could live with that.

How hard could it be to keep Tony Stark alive, anyway?

#Dream's Writing Challenge #loki x ofc #loki x reader #loki imagine #loki #angie #loki fanfiction #marvel fanfiction #MCU loki #oc #mcu oc #is this how you tag?#it's been a while #please be gentle

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yearslateforyugiohshippings · 7 years

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Nightly Toonshipping sketch :D

Pegasus shows Seto the concepts for a new Duel Monsters set, but Seto is just like ‘it needs more dragons’ to mock him. He wouldn’t admit he likes them just like that.

#toonshipping #seto kaiba #pegasus j crawford #maximillion pegasus #yugioh #own art #a more casual pegasus I think #he can't wear suits all day #give him a break #and I think he would tie his hair losely for drawing #at least that's what I'm doing if my hair gets too long #long hair is always in the way #and why am I wrinting so much in the tags again?#I love pegasus as an artist #it just speaks to me lol

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dramaticshadesworld-blog · 4 years

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REALISATION

So this all started 3 months ago, my journey from being a normal average college girl who just wants to enjoy everything in life and also dreams of landing a perfect job at the end of her Master's degree to a person who suddenly wakes up from years of sleep and realises how much time she has wasted in doing nothing .

Looking forward I realized that i have been left far behind from others (others here refers to everyone out there in the world and not just my friends, colleagues etc) and how hard I have to work to catch up to their pace. Thus this resulted in me looking for opportunities and courses everywhere and doing anything and everything available, whether it being related to my profession or not and thus once again I was at the same place (knew nothing about what to do in future and how to do and far behind from others).

This was the turning point, when I finally understood the cause of my failures, NO BEGINNINGS, i had always started from middle, tried to reach to a conclusion without even reading the introduction, saw someone doing exceptionally good and wanted to become the same. The fact which I never realized was wrinting a word without learning the alphabets is always impossible.

So after this the first thing i did was Build My Resume - My Beginning.

I still get confused, still know nothing about how to do and what to do but now I try to learn, seek proper guidance and advice from the Exceptionally Good people instead of trying to imitate them. I feel good doing courses I want to do, gaining knowledge about my field, I am finally succeeding, I am learning.

#mythoughts innervoice thoughts firstblog satisfaction realisation

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bunnis-babes · 5 years

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Hiya! Guess who's back! Can I please get Bakugo/Todoroki/Midoriya with a extremely drunk s/o, like drunk to the point they can barely walk.

Lol, Idk what to do for this...

I’m from America and I’m kinda uncomfortable wrinting for anyone under the legal drinking age over here getting drunk so… yeah s/o and the boys are all 21+. (Apparently it’s 20 in Japan, but fuck that.)

Todoroki

❄️🔥Todoroki isn’t one to drink, but he will have the occasional glass of something to help him relax a bit.

❄️🔥His s/o on the other hand, enjoyed drinking and did it quite often. Surprisingly, they didn’t get drunk very easily, which would explain why he was so surprised picking them up.

❄️🔥His s/o and a couple of her friends had decided to go out to a club, relax a bit and take a break from adult life for a bit.

❄️🔥Apparently, they partied a bit too hard, and got themselves wasted.

❄️🔥Their friends, the ones that weren’t drunk, called todoroki to come pick them up, for their own safety.

❄️🔥He had to admit, he did enjoy seeing them so blushy and disoriented, Reminded him of….. more fun times.

❄️🔥He instantly notices they aren’t walking, like at all, so he picks them up bridal style trying to ignore their incessant flirting.

❄️🔥”You’re so strong and handsome Shou.~” God was it hard to do!

❄️🔥They were running their hands all over his chest, through his har, trying to steal kisses from him as they walked.

❄️🔥He could smell the alcohol on their breath, and it was way too strong. He needed to get them home right away.

❄️🔥The car ride home was fun… especially the parts where Todoroki had to stop their hands from delving into his pants.

❄️🔥He carried them into the house as quickly as he could, trying his hardest to swallow their wandering hands away.

❄️🔥He does give them a quick makeout session in the house, but thats all their getting until they can thinks straight.

❄️🔥Shouto is all about the love, respect, and consent aspects of sex.

❄️🔥”Baby, you’re sssssooo hot! I juss wanna fuuck you- please lemm-“

“You need to rest love.”

❄️🔥Finds the little babbling they do adorable, despite the sexual undertones of them.

❄️🔥By the end of the night he locks them in the bedroom and sleeps on the couch, for both of their own goods. He wasn’t sure how much longer either of them could hold back.

❄️🔥In the morning, when they get their mega hangover, he gives them some pain relievers and water.

❄️🔥He gives them a bunch of cuddles and wait on them hand and foot, because thats just what he likes to do.

❄️🔥God bless our boy.

Izuku

🥦Has never partaken in the forbidden fruit that is alcohol ever, not once. He’s a good boy, and he would never even think about it.

🥦He was fully aware that his s/o was a stress drinker - and an emotional drunk - so he tried his best to keep them away from alcohol as much as possible.

🥦He made sure there was no alcohol in the house, and was careful to warm their friends about their issues when they went out to party.

🥦He’s really just a caring cautious boyfriend, and really wants nothing but the best for them.

🥦Sometimes they slip by him though, and he can’t stop them. Like tonight.

🥦He had gotten into a long and life threatening battle with a villain, and his s/o obviously saw this.

🥦So they snuck out, bought a couple of bottles of assorted alcohol and started chugging.

🥦By the time Izuku was home, they were already a sobbing emotional mess curled up on the couch.

🥦Hearing him come in caused them to suddenly bolt up and run, well try to run, toward him.

🥦They obviously kinda fell down, causing them to start crying more, and Izuku was really at a loss for words.

🥦They were letting out incoherent strings of words through their sobs as he walked toward them. When he bent down to help them up, they latched onto him like he was a life source, squeezing him to death.

🥦”Don’t you ever do that again you dummy! I though you were gonna die.” they sobbed into his shoulder.

🥦He would pick them up and cuddle them on the couch the whole rest of the night, admiring their adorably drunken form.

🥦As stressful as it was for him to care for his drunk s/o it was adorable and very entertaining for him.

🥦He fell asleep with them on top of him on the couch, arms wrapped around them comfortingly.

🥦The next morning, after getting yelled at for worrying them again, he gave them some meds to ease the pain of their hangover.

🥦He makes them a bowl of their favorite kind of sweet and just lazes around with them all day as an apology.

🥦He shows them the videos he took of them the night before, because he does that, and he convinces them to let him keep at least one video.

🥦You’re lucky you’re cute Izuku. Very, very lucky.

Bakugou

💥Bakugou isn’t a heavy drinker surprisingly. He might go out and have a few with the guys, but not really all the time. Once every few months, and it takes a lot to get him drunk as well.

💥His s/o, on the other hand, is a light drinker who is quite the little flirt when it comes down to it.

💥They will flirt with anyone they can, so Bakugou is ver cautious when it comes to them going out and drinking.

💥What if someone takes advantage of them when he isn’t around?

💥He is aware that their flirting is all in good fun, but he still doesn’t like it at all.

💥He’s also painfully aware of how sexy and tempting they can be a times, but it’s not like he’d ever let another man think about touching his baby.

💥So when he was at the bar with his s/o, watching them proceed to get more and more drunk and drukenly flirt with him- he was pretty calm.

💥Well, he was until some wise ass decided to come over and feel up his s/o. He wasn’t having that-and neither were they apparently.

💥Before he knew what was happening, he saw the man fall to the ground as his s/o knocked him right between the eyes.

💥They were both promptly kicked out of the bar, but he couldn’t care less.

💥What his s/o did was so hot, he couldn’t keep his hands off of them.

💥He carried them out to the car, in favor of their stumbling, and quickly drove them home.

💥Needless to say, there were a few noise complaints from heir neighbors that night.

💥The next morning, they woke up naked and without a recollection of what happened the night before.

💥Katsuki walked in with a try filled with food, and some pain killers - they would definitely need them after the treat he gave them last night.

💥He just kinda chills with them all day, watching old cartoons and random movies that would get them to laugh.

💥Teases them about their loopy behavior though, thats just a given from him.

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Lol, I have no idea if these are good or not and I’m so sorry.

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