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hattori heiji please?
Heiji wins the sketch requests this evening TWO people asked for him. XD
#my art#comicker replies#dcmk#detective conan#case closed#hattori heiji#thanks for sending this in!#sketch requests
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Tommy: i left and the entire town has been destroyed?!
Zorlok: i have separation anxiety
#lol#imagining this said like gertrude (from dungeons & drag queens) shouting 'i have anxiety!!'#thanks for sending this in!#asks#gif warning#gif
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hi can I request the valentine prompt for steddie with: I could marry you right now
thank you :)
"i could marry you right now."
steve freezes, his fork halfway to his mouth, and looks at eddie over the candlelight. he has his eyes closed while he comically over-chews to show how much he loves the pasta with his curls bouncing around every time he turns his head for dramatic flair. eddie grins and opens his eyes, flashing a wink over to his boyfriend before taking another bite.
he knows his own eyes must be as big as the dinner plates on the table with eddie's words bouncing around in his now empty head. the ring box that's felt heavy in his pocket through the whole evening feels even heavier now.
"i take it it's good?" is all steve can come up with, muttering out the question before shoving his own forkful of fettucine into his mouth. it is good, he knows it is, he's been working on perfecting the recipe for weeks now. this whole valentine's day has been in the works for the last 4 months, starting with the dinner plans and ending with finally paying off the silver band that's currently burning a hole through his slacks.
"good? steve, i would have your babies if i could and tell them as soon as they're old enough that they are only here because of this pasta."
eddie slurps up a noodle and steve chokes on his own. something burns bright and fierce in his chest, like his last bite held a star that found a home in his heart.
he can see it, is what it is. he can see them with a couple of kids running around their too-small house, eddie chasing after them, curls of all different colors flying in the wind. he can see eddie shushing a tiny little thing in his arms while steve helps another with math homework at their kitchen table, something bubbling over on the stove. he can see all of them piling into their bed one stormy night, someone tucked under his arm and another curled up on his chest with eddie telling tall tales to scared faces in an attempt to distract them from the thunder booming outside. he can see it, and it's all he could ever possibly want.
"i love you," steve blurts out, suddenly a bit more teary than he expects. eddie looks up, his teasing face smoothing into something softer, something lovely.
"i love you too, baby."
steve's fork drops onto the plate with a loud crash as he fumbles to stand up on his hopefully still functioning legs. eddie startles and flinches but steve's there just like he always will be, a hand on his shoulder to sooth him back down. he bends down and places the smallest of kisses to eddie's lips, thumb stroking over the bit of skin at his collarbone that he can reach.
"i hope it's not just the pasta or the wine talking," he starts as he lowers himself to one knee, his free hand tugging out the velvety box from his pocket. it's now eddie who's eyes grow big and beautiful and god, steve could stay on his knees like this and look at him everyday for the rest of his life if eddie would just keep looking at him like that-
"steve," eddie breathes out, watery smile and all.
"you said you could marry me, so i hope the offer still stands."
the band is small, shiny silver with a few miniscule diamonds for eddie and alexandrites for steve inlayed in the vine going though the center of it. the candle light gleams off the gems sending broken specks of shimmering light to dance over eddie's flushed cheeks. the ring shakes in his hand as he pulls it out, holding it up for the love of this and every life to see.
the small but there nod eddie gives steve is the only answer he needs as he grabs eddie's hand, slipping the band onto the only finger it could ever fit, sealing it with a kiss that starts the rest of their lives.
#ask meme#anon#thanks for sending this in!#BOY HOWDY DID I TEAR UP WRITING THIS#i could write about eddie and steve as parents for the rest of my life and never get tired of it tbh#i also could write a whole monologue for steve to propose with but then i really will cry and i'm at work so#steddie#steddie headcanon#steve harrington#eddie munson#my writing#steddie drabble#steddie ficlet#steddie fluff
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Hello my flower 🩷🌻
Could you make some pirate/mermaid themed dividers? I have an AU pirate! Joel fic that I’m in the process of writing
Happy Tuesday and have a lovely day,
-Gi
hi gi! I saw your fic post - it looks so good! I need to check it out 👀💖 and here you go, I hope these feel appropriately pirate-y and mermaid-y!
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have you seen the thing about like guide!reader being a space ogre/australian thing??? like gravity affects reader differently n such?? do you have any thoughts on that??? or even just like guide reader??
I don't know much about the guide! reader AU as a whole. I think that's Cloud's specific name for that au. (I could be wrong there. I've only seen it on their blog) I know that Enno has a similar one, and frankly that one I'm more familiar with. But they don't call it guide! reader.
(I realized that I started a long post in the middle of writing this, so I'll shorten it for simplicity's sake)
But I do know about the space orcs and such! I love that stuff!!! XD
That being said, this blog went through a small era where we talked about it. I don't remember if I gave it special tag or anything, unfortunately.
We mentioned that Humans (round eared reader) would be immune to magic and considered weaker by Hylians. This caused humans to compensate by making stronger defenses, medicine and stronger weapons as a result that were envied by the other races of Hyrule.
(Even if it made Reader appear to be a reckless adrenaline junkie by jumping into pits of poisonous magic since they wouldn't be affected by it. XD)
But that little tidbit in particular was interested as well because if Reader got hurt, they couldn't use spells or potions on them because again- magic doesn't affect them.
So it made them an incredible fighter, but incredible weak in the battlefield by comparison. A glass canon, if you will.
Now if we were to make them guide! reader (I'm assuming the isekai one where they played the games and they met all the boys), it would make a very interesting connection between them.
If they knew Reader as a voice in the back of their heads that helped them on their journey, then I think they would have this idea that Reader is somewhat invincible. After all, they were "fighting" with them the whole time and never outwardly got hurt. They were with Link the whole time until his adventure ended. A constant feature when he needed them the most.
Suddenly, to be in front of them and to see how powerful they would be, would only reinforce that idea.
But then Reader, for example, takes a hit to the head and goes down. There's blood. There's silence. There's no movement.
Someone takes out a fairy, thinking it would solve the problem, but the fairy doesn't even go near them. Panic ensues.
Maybe a spell then. Something strong to stop them from slipping to the beyond.
Nope. That doesn't work either. Doesn't even remotely stop the bleeding. The glass shatters.
Someone drops to their knees, trying to put pressure on the wound as the other quickly realize they don't have the means to help them. Not to mention that in trying their magical stuff, they've wasted precious time.
And that's juts one scenario.
I remember we also mentioned that while Hylian's had better hearing, humans had better eye sight. (I remember the reasoning too if you're interested for that logic). So to think that Reader as the guide could see more than they could and to continue seeing more than they could, would really mess with their heads.
They'd probably get a nickname like Eagle Eye or Sniper just for the heck of it. (Can you imagine if they also used Twilight's mask for hunting? Their aim would be perfectly and punctually precise.)
I could probably go off more on this, but I'm willing to bet this is more than what you bargained for. ^.^*
#pinky replies#guide! reader#pinky answers#i had a *lot* of fun when those asks were coming in#I still remember a good portion about what we talked about#thanks for sending this in!#<3
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You know what I want.
I think I have an idea!?! Appo, poor dear sweet traumatized Appo. So, like, what if Umbara happened differently and Krell was controlling one Sir Sergeant Appo via Sith dark force stuff, and then oops he wasn't paying attention and transferred some of his power to Appo temporarily...and it drove Appo a little insane and he took one of Krell's sabers and then, oh no, we have a dead Krell before any of the other stuff happens
What if...
...also Appo gets Sith eyes, as a treat...
#sergeant appo#commander appo#sith!appo#my art#temporary sith appo#thanks for sending this in!#rare clone requests#tw: blood#the clone wars
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Cold Love - Elsa!Reader x Loki, Dr. Strange, and Bucky
@stygianoir asked: What about loki, Dr.Stange and Bucky (seperately) with a female reader who has powers like Elsa? Like she can make outfits and buildings fluff plz
Hi @stygianoirir I hope you enjoy this! Thank you for sending in the request! In this, Asgard is still around and Loki's family is still alive! My requests are open and my masterlist is linked in bio.
Elsa!Reader x Loki, Elsa!Reader x Dr. Strange, Elsa!Reader x Bucky [Fluff, Angst, Smut]
Warnings: Smut, angst, fluff, cursing and brutal violence, injuries (i am serious, please do not read if you do not care for violence)
Word Count: Loki: 1.3k, Dr. Strange: 1.1k, Bucky: 1.7k
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When Loki first met you, he was so confused. He was strangely comforted by the fact you didn’t say anything about his past intentions with Earth.
Everyone on Earth usually shouted at him or pointed out that he lost his chance, just as the Avengers did frequently. After a few times of bumping into you at the library, he finally asks you, “Why aren’t you being like every other mortal here?” You gave him a weird stare and told him to shut up because you two were in the library.
When he finally convinced you to talk to him (outside the library), he charmed his way into making you smile so much. He found himself warmed at the sight and he had quickly come to terms with the fact he was starting to care about you. He wasn’t going to let you go though, he wasn’t going to mess up, like he did with everyone in the past. He practically studied you for a whole two years, being your close friend and then when he found out you liked him, he made his move.
It wasn’t until a whole year later that you revealed your powers to him accidentally. It was some little argument about meeting your family, which you kept telling him not to bring up.
He didn’t think your family could be much worse compared to his, but you were keeping something from him by not telling him about your family and it made him push past your boundaries momentarily. He had used magic, transforming into your younger brother after he saw a photo of him locked away in a box you tucked deep into the closet.
You instantly froze his feet, stopping him from moving, “What are you doing here? You’re not welcome here, and you know it!” Loki couldn’t stop the gasp as he took the spell away from his body.
“Darling, what…” He’s so shocked and hurt and so are you. But he knew he was in the wrong, and after begging you to talk to him for weeks, you finally let him come back to your place.
“It’s just a curse… I can’t let you see them because I can’t go near them. I won’t allow myself to. I might hurt them with this curse and the last time I saw my brother, I did accidentally hurt him. Just a little, but it was enough. I purposely made them hate me when I left, so they wouldn’t come after me. That’s another reason why we can’t go meet them.”
Loki can’t let you do this.
He’s been down a similar path before, and he knows how it ends. He pulled you into a hug and in his head he made a vow to always protect you, and to try to fix this view of your power.
In the next few months, he managed to make you feel more comfortable about your power. He always asked you to make the room cooler because he loved the cold, even showed you some parts of his past of when he discovered his true nature. He pulled out the most hidden part of you and had slowly made you feel alright about it.
And he really loved it, he truly did.
Eventually, he asks you to bring out some powers in the bedroom and wow, does he really have fun with it. And so did you, it slowly became a must have in the bedroom, using some ice to press up against his hard dick before you go down on him with your warm mouth, and wow does he love temperature play. Or how you would quickly make some type of bed or prop to help you two in the moment, even in the most random places.
When he asks to see the extent to your powers, you really show him everything. You flew up into the air with him, ice supporting you up and snow slowly building in the area around you. You did your best to recreate Asgard, or at least the castle, from what Loki showed you of his memories.
He cried when you took him to his old room, it was exactly how he remembered, but it was all ice. You even created an old outfit of his, one of the royal ones, that were so formal, and you created a perfect dress to go with it.
He started to tell you more and more, and it suddenly all poured out of him when he realized that he had finally found his one person, the one that he loved, the one that loved him back.
He loved you so much and when your cold spread to him, he couldn’t help but smile. His trust in you was so strong, and whenever you displayed your love to him, it made his heart beat out of control. He wanted to keep you to himself most of the time because it meant more time to be with you, to love you.
When he introduced you to his family in Asgard, Thor immediately welcomed you as a sister. It was quite hilarious when he saw you and said, “My dear sister!” You had gasped at him and looked back at Loki with such a funny expression of “what the hell?”
His mother, Freya, loved you so much. She also welcomed you into the family, but not as publicly and loudly as Thor did. She instead would pull you away from Loki at times, dragging you to the library to teach you some of the things she had taught Loki when he was younger.
She would take you to the gardens and even held a party in your honor, after you had trusted her and showed her your powers. She and Loki started to call you the Goddess of Snow and Ice (and Loki also called you Goddess of his heart).
She held your secret in, and helped you keep it, just like Loki did at times. She waited until you were comfortable and when you finally were, she supported you publicly just as she did privately.
Odin was such a hard one to please, especially when it came to his son, Loki. The one who was so mischievous all the time, the one that strove to perfect all the time, even though Odin did not care for his actions.
He quietly judged you, over the years you spent with them. He watched as Loki would smile at you, unbashful and so full of love. He watched Freya love you in her own way, and how Thor would try to drag you into duels or how he would ask such strange questions about human love, so he could care for Jane in the best way.
He concluded that you were the glue that mended Loki.
The one that put him together again, without intending to and without knowing. He had thanked you immensely for this in his mind, but he never spoke it to you. One evening he saw you stare up into the snow that drifted down onto a private balcony, and he swore just for a moment the snow gravitated towards you.
His fatherly love came in a way that shocked both you and Loki, allowing a royal marriage between you two. He would send notes to the guards that stood in front of your room, to allow you to roam the castle and kingdom. He would let you sneak into the dungeons, just as Loki did as a child, and he quietly came to know you from afar, knowing that if he ever tried to speak to you and Loki in person, then he would fall into tears. There would never be a time he could forgive himself for what he did to Loki and his eldest daughter.
He failed as a father earlier in his life, but he was going to make it up to Loki by allowing you two to love each other.
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Oh boy, this man is in for a surprise when he opens up the door to see you and Wong chatting it up.
He ignored you for so long, not intentionally, but he ignores everyone. He doesn’t notice you really until you start challenging things, just like he did when he was training.
He’s a little bit impressed to say the least. Wong starts having arguments with you about everything, and you end up finding a way to win every single time during training, and it makes Strange want to know more about you.
He starts watching you.
He makes sure you know it too. He’ll sit in your room there, waiting for you to get back, hoping to catch you do something unexpected. Each time though, he’s met with your shy smile, and you tell him that you’re just eager to learn more about sorcery. When he starts watching you outside of the Sanctum, you slowly start to slip up.
Somehow, you are never affected by the cold at all. You never shiver, you never sneeze at the cold, you never wear an extra layer… Strange starts adding it up.
He’s so intrigued with you.
One day, when he’s so intent on watching you, he gets caught by surprise. Someone from another dimension had slipped through, without him knowing, and attacked him.
The attack is so sudden and hard that he loses his upper hand in the fight, and he has to run away. You didn’t even know about the fight until you’re called to the Sanctum and see Strange hurting.
There’s a long deep cut on his face, and bruising appearing on his neck and shoulders. You can’t help but feel a deep sting in your heart, making you feel so angry that someone would do this to him. He didn’t deserve any pain, he was a good man. You learned so much about him from how often he’d go to you in the Sanctum, and you admired him.
You thought it was a bit foolish, but you developed feelings for him.
When Wong finds the person responsible for the attack on Strange, no one could stop you as you threw an attack with ice into the man’s face, and then you pushed a surge of snow into his mouth, making the man choke on air.
Your powers are suddenly out in the open, and everyone freaks out, except for Strange. He’s just sitting there, twiddling with his thumbs all of a sudden, just blushing as he’s watching you. Now he knows and even though he sees your secret, he wants more. And a lot more.
There’s a bit of time until you two are finally alone in a room again. He’s so ready to see you use your powers again, even though he knows that you only used it because you’re angry. He wants to see you riled up again, and he knows that is dangerous, but he can’t stop.
He does it so fast that he even surprises himself. He kisses you so deeply and then he pulls away and he smirks.
God, he’s such a jerk.
You freeze at the kiss, you freeze at the smirk, and you can’t stop yourself when you finally push out of it, and then pull him back and kiss him again.
He takes a moment before he kisses you back.
He calculated this all wrong, but he’s glad he did, because wow, you like him back, and wow, you are an amazing kisser.
He thought you would use your powers again and freeze him and then he would have a chance to examine it, but no, this happened. He’s so damn happy about it and he pulls you closer to him even more, it leads to you two stumbling to an empty room, not caring if anyone walked in.
“Please, dear, show me. I need to see, you know I need to.” He’s begging you when he starts fucking you and he’s pretty sure he’s red in the face, lips swollen and that he might just start drooling at how fucking good you’re taking him. Your hips meet up to his and finally he sees you use it again, and you turn the room into solid ice.
If anything, that made him hornier for you.
It’s pretty obvious that you two fucked since the next day, Strange was so glued to your side and you were swirling up some pretty ice sculptures for him, even though you told everyone else you would never use your powers again like that in front of them.
He makes the jump by assuming you two were together, when he talks to Wong about what “his girlfriend” would like for dinner one day. You’re so surprised that your eyes widen, and you tripped over a chair you didn’t see in front of you. You knew he was talking about you because he was detailing your favorite meal, to the exact tablespoon of an ingredient in the recipe.
That’s what made you feel even closer to him and later on, you tell him why you hid your powers in the first place. You teleported with him to a snowy beach, and you even gave it your all into your powers, showing Strange how far you can really go.
“I never liked them. They made it so hard to be normal and when I finally found the Sanctum, I thought I had found some place that would help me with it but that wasn’t what happened, and I’m okay with that. My entire life… everyone around me was so scared that I would lash out and hurt them. I knew I could, and I did eventually hurt someone. Just some guy in the neighborhood, you know, the asshole that everyone hates. I froze his hand when he tried to do something way worse – he tried to hurt my friend.” You paused, watching his reaction to your words. He was absorbing it all, eyes searching your face too.
“And I didn’t realize how angry I was – how much power I put in that. His hand fell off! It just fell and scattered across the floor, and everyone started to scream, even my friend, even me. I ran after that. I had to. Everyone I loved was scared of me, I was scared of myself at that point. My family was terrified when I got home that day to pack up and leave. When I finally left and started to trust myself again with the power, I found this place. I found you, Strange. I promised not to use that power though, because I knew it was too much. I’m still a little worried about it but you’re helping me. I can see you’re not scared of me, even now after all you’ve seen.”
Strange loved you more than he could explain. He continued to kiss your lips, and hold you, and it felt like he was drinking you in, as a part of his knowledge and love. He couldn’t stop his obsession with you either, he always wanted more of you, and you always gave yourself to him, and he loved it.
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As a result of Sam’s teasing, Bucky had finally started to go out by himself. It was a slow process, but he finally started to go out every other day. He would frequently go to the park, sip on a coffee that he bought across the street and look at the birds and the lake.
When he started to notice that you were the only constant thing that was at the park, he was curious. You seemed to love the birds just as much as he did, as you stared at them and cheered them to fly up into the air, even though that meant you wouldn’t see them for much longer.
He would start gazing at you for a few minutes, kind of grinning as he sipped his coffee, and he didn’t realize that you had noticed. When you finally started to stare back at him, his eyes popped open in shock, but he didn’t move his gaze. Instead, he stayed there, watching you as you watched him.
Huh.
Interesting… girls weren’t like that nowadays. Not to him at least. He finally got up and sat next to you, and the two of you jumped into an easy conversation. It was so much fun for Bucky that every time he’d go to the park, he’d automatically gravitate to your spot. You two liked the same kind of things, which he thought was incredible.
He liked talking about the action movies he was catching up on, and you would always respond with some catchphrase from the movies, it was adorable.
When Sam caught Bucky smiling more often, Bucky admitted it was because of you and Sam insisted on having you join them for lunch. It was then that Bucky realized he should probably look into you before he did anything more. He wanted to be as cautious as possible with you, to take things slow and everything would turn out fine.
When he looked into you, there was just one thing that sparked his mind.
You were declared missing.
And he was suddenly very cautious about this. Were you kidnapped and raised to think the kidnappers were your parents? Did you get caught by an agency like HYDRA and your family reported you missing?
He looked more into it without telling you or Sam and found that it was your family that reported you missing. He wasn’t sure what to do and then the day before you were supposed to have lunch with him and Sam, he found himself dragging you away from the park and into a more secluded area, away from walkers and kids.
“Are you aware you’re reported as missing?” He asked you quietly and you blinked at him, so surprised he brought that up.
“Uh, yeah… I just need to be away from my family. You’re not going to turn me in, are you?” Your question threw him off guard, at how innocent you sounded. He suddenly felt so bad at how he dragged you away, and he apologized deeply, and he admitted to having searched you up.
You laughed so hard and admitted the same thing to him, but he didn’t care that you did that. In fact, it encouraged him to ask you out on a real date and eventually you two started to date. Everything was going so well between you two but there was something that you both were hiding from each other, and Bucky still felt so suspicious about something.
He couldn’t understand why you needed to be away from your family, without telling them you were okay. He didn’t report you at all, but he kept close tabs on your family, watching to see that maybe there was something wrong with them that made you leave, but the more he learned, the more he felt confused.
Your family was incredibly normal. And you were normal too, right? He started to ask around and then somehow he found himself in front of an old friend of yours, that thought you were missing. He knew he shouldn’t be doing this, but he questioned the friend.
She warned him… of all things, she warned him. “Look, she’s a good person. One of the best people I know. But she probably got herself involved in something scary because of how… intense she can be. If you see her and talk to her, you should know that she might be dangerous. That’s what her family told me at least.”
Finally he felt so guilty that he confessed to you that he was searching for this answer to a question he didn’t know. Things hadn’t really moved forward in the relationship other than some deep kisses and some grinding too, it made him confused that you weren’t moving forward with him.
Sure, he loved it.
He liked watching you become so horny that you had to drag yourself away from him. It looked so difficult for you to do it, and he knew you wanted so much more, just like he did.
He wanted to watch you moan his name from your lips while he held you close and fucked you hard. That was what he dreamed about all the time.
“What are you? Why are you hiding from everyone you knew when you were younger? Why are you hiding something from me and why is it I feel like you’re holding back?” He questioned you after apologizing and instantly you became cold to him.
You tried running away from him, telling him that it wasn’t his problem, that you didn’t care about him anymore, but he knew that wasn’t true. You were crying! You were sobbing when you told him that and you were getting ready to run away from a relationship again it seemed like.
“And you, you’re hiding something from me. Don’t think I can’t see it. I know when someone is hiding something so serious, because I am too.”
All of those hurtful things you said, he pushed aside and he pulled you into a hug you couldn’t escape. You were sobbing so hard, in his bedroom and he dragged you to lay down in his bed with him, cuddling him. He didn’t let go of you until you stopped crying, and when you did, you felt like a wreck.
“You have to tell me first. I can’t… I’ve never admitted it to someone so willingly before.” You told him and he opened up.
“There’s something wrong with me. Still. After everything… I know you said that you researched me but public records only show a bit. I’m a monster. Still, after they changed me and it haunts me to feel it in my head. It haunts me in my actions, everything I do, I’m reminded of how they broke me down and bore me into this thing. I was only meant to destroy for them and I did, and I continue to destroy, even though I’m not with them anymore. I feel like that’s my punishment, for being me. That I have to know that I cannot move past destroying things, because the only thing I am is a monster.”
You wanted to smack him when he told you that he was the monster here. That wasn’t true, at least to you.
“You can’t be a monster, Bucky… You never were. I was born one.” You told him that he would never be a monster to your eyes. It was true. And you were the one that was the actual monster, you believed.
You told him everything, it poured out of your lips about how you were always so focused to never hurt the people you love because you knew it could happen at any moment.
You told him about your accident when you caused a branch to freeze and snap, and cause your friends to fall. One of them broke their leg, and the other one became a shell of a person, it made them snap in some way. That friend had become so distant after the accident and then blew up in anger at everyone in town, causing her to become an outcast.
It was all your fault, and they never knew.
Your family of course knew of your powers and thought you were in control of them but you never could fully control it. And they made jokes about your powers among themselves, about how easy it must be to freeze someone and they’d laugh, but they didn’t know that it was hard to control your feelings and powers at the same time. You could have accidentally frozen someone! You could have killed someone accidentally! It was terrifying and you left, feeling disgusted at them for joking about it and at yourself for knowing you were a monster.
Bucky promised you that day that you two would work together to change. He didn’t see you as a monster either, but no matter what he said to you, he knew you still saw yourself as one.
The relationship got better. He began to fall in love with you, after knowing your true self, the real and full and true you. And he felt so incredibly lucky that you were falling in love with him as well.
The physical part of the relationship was also much better. You two were quick to have sex, after everything was out in the open and your powers would come out whenever Bucky made you cum. He loved it so much, watching you cry, and the entire room would freeze over. You would focus your attention all on him too, not realizing that you let go of everything you were holding in.
It took a while for you two to start training together. You suggested it to Bucky to help him with his missions and he thought it would be a good idea since he would see the rest of your powers. And boy, he quickly just fully fell for you right then. It was so hot, watching you become so powerful and every time you trained together, it would just turn into another night of sex.
He’d fuck you on almost every piece of equipment in his personal gym. Each of you crying out your love for each other and he would be so surprised and happy to find more of your power pulsing through you with each orgasm.
A lot had happened since you two had met each other, but it was safe to say that Bucky had become a better person with you around. He grew to understand things that he refused to think about before, and he had loved you so much for everything you did and everything you are.
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Thank you! Hope you enjoyed reading this!
#loki x reader#bucky barnes x reader#stephen strange x reader#dr strange x reader#marvel x reader#marvel smut#thanks for sending this in!
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been thinking about your black/white "stereotyping tropes" post...
the spies are meant to be comedic foils with no clear personalities- their only moral is "get that fucking guy" ,but from watching the old animations,you can deduce some characteristics from both spies- which are NOTHING ALIKE the stereotypes! White is classier and suave- he is the one the audience usually roots for, he is intelligent and sneaky,but his caution sometimes isnt enough,and leads to him fumbling the job. Black is a underdog who is a little less slick, his embassy is clearly treating him poorly-as they've fired him for some arbitrary reason, and he (in the comics) is very food driven,implying he isnt paid well, and i think we once see him living in an apartment complex,implying he has to share a building with others due to his worse income.
these are just observations-not based on the colour of their attire at all
the fandom just sucks at being nerds and looking into any sliver of subtext.... sad!
I definitely agree that fandoms tend to ignore subtext and opt for tropes in their interpretations of characters (either that, or they'll take one detail from canon and make it into a major aspect of the character's personality). I can, at times, even be guilty of doing so.
Thanks for sharing your observations! I love to hear what people find in terms of Spy vs Spy lore.
I have a lot of thoughts on this, which I'll put under a readmore...
I actually don't quite remember seeing anything in which Black is fired? The closest I can think of is the Defection comic, but he makes the decision to leave his job in that one.
Black has actually lived in houses, and White has also lived in apartments. They have actually been neighbors in a few of these cases! This isn't to say that Black is treated well, as there are multiple instances in which he is blatantly abused by his boss. The fact that he can be food-driven plays into the notion that he may not be paid well (or, possibly, his faction does not have the same resources... or he just really likes food)
As for White Spy being the character people tend to root for, I haven't personally seen this, but I may have just been overlooking it. However, there is/was a bias towards him winning more often due to him being easier to draw.
Something I've noticed is that despite the two oftentimes playing similar tricks on each other, Black is more likely to make more intricate, sometimes overly-complex plans, and White is more straightforward and practical with his. (This isn't to say White hasn't made strange or complicated plans because he definitely has. I just haven't seen it as often from him.) Black Spy's thought processes and behaviors might be more scattered, and White Spy's is more put-together. White Spy also leans more into physical altercation, which can be interpreted as him being physically stronger. He tries to show off and views himself as strong, so that may hold water. Forgive me for not remembering who pointed it out, but someone else in the fandom shared official artwork of the spies in which Black Spy appears to have more skill in range combat than White Spy.
There's actually some contradictions in certain aspects of lore, varying from comic to comic and usually between different artists, as well. There is also plenty of official artwork showing something drastically different from what we're used to seeing in the comics, and probably doesn't have any implications for the canon. Perhaps a multitude of interpretations are equally valid, as long as it's still Spy vs Spy and not... something else. There might as well be several different official loose "storylines" that just share the same message and main points to follow.
#spy vs spy#ace's answers#ace's ramblings#thanks for sending this in!#perhaps in the future i will make another post delving more into the last subject.. when i actually have the time to#i've got a migraine and stressed... i apologize if anything in my rambling is confusing or disorganized
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Hey, I hope you've had a good day cuz I might be about to ruin it with this, but I saw some ... interesting headless woman art ... particularly egregious imo because it's a pregnant, headless, limbless woman. Sorry for sharing but it seemed like something you'd be interested in seeing.
https://www.tumblr.com/queer-vintage/739523319684104192/1990s-pregnant-novelty-keychain
I’m answering this late, but - not only did this ruin my day, I saw it first thing on a Monday morning and it ruined my whole week.
Interesting that it’s apparently from as long ago as the 90s!
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Oh awesome, glad it got uploaded to Youtube (makes it so much easier to go frame-by-frame, hah)! I’ll embed the video for ease of watching:
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Sabine Wren
#my art#comicker replies#sketch requests#sabine wren#star wars#lucasfilm#disney#ahsoka#thanks for sending this in!
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Gotta say I'm loving the mental image of Tommy doing the demon summoning equivalent of adopting a shelter cat, then putting out like two weeks' worth of kibble and water before fucking off on vacation.
Z's life on Earth immediately turned into a Sarah McLachlan commercial.
I know right? Truly! I love it. It's like...
Zorlok: "What the fuck? You summon me, erase my memories, then peace the fuck out?!"
Tommy: "Well, yeah, we've been planning this for months, Levi would kill me if I didn't go..."
Zorlok: "Bitch, I'M gonna kill you!"
#not actual quotes#but honestly not that far off lol#camp fantasia waits for no one#death mention#tommy#zorlok#levi#thanks for sending this in!#asks
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I have a question about Deities that you can TELL weren't brought into existence by you, but take on a form of fictional media that you hyperfixate on?
Hyper-fixation vs 'Real Deities'
Heya anon~♥
The term you might be looking for is Pop Culture Paganism or the inclusion of popular culture into your practice.
I have my own hyper-fixations and moods that I go through with my path so I'll speak from my place and hope that it translates well enough ^^); b
There are forms of media that mean everything to me. Things that have helped form the very basis of who I shaped up to be. Through these medias I was able to define my very sense of self and I feel a deep connection towards them. In a way they are anchors to me, holding me together. Tethers to the parts of myself that I don't want to lose.
There is absolutely NOTHING WRONG with adding your pop culture fixations to your craft or to your path as your path helps to define you as a whole. These medias that you enjoy help to define you too. You see yourself in the characters, their struggles, their triumphs; their stories. It is natural to want and crave those characteristics for yourself, add them to your path or even celebrate them.
Ancient Greeks wanted the Strength of Ares, the Wisdom of Athena, the Beauty of Aphrodite. Were they not also stories that were told and are still told to this day?
One of my personal beliefs for Pop Culture Paganism and the worship of Pop Culture entities as deities is that you just have to believe. Belief is part of what makes the magic real, what makes it happen.
-oOo-
Pop Culture MAGIC is something a little different but I do that over on my @pokemonmagic account more where I would utilize Pokemon for all the magical aspects they can provide to my craft as a whole~!
Some more great links and discussions about these topics can be found with these lovely people's posts!
Pop Culture Paganism & God Theory -@the-broken-stones
Creating your own Pantheon - @thiscrookedcrown
How I created my Pantheon
Source Specific Pop Culture Paganism
Thanks for sending this in I hope it makes sense, please feel free to send in more if you'd like to keep talking about it!
Other Pop Culture Pagans feel free to chime in!
#Thanks for sending this in!#Pop Culture Paganism#Storm's Ramblings#I hope this made sense#I might have misinterpreted the post#Sorry to any hellenic worshipers I might have pissed off#Y'all the real MVPS
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“dressed up, all pretty” please 😃
(for the WIP ask game)
"dressed up, all pretty" is my jason in lingerie fic! jason decides, in a bold move, to surprise slade by dressing up in deathstroke themed lingerie. cue self-confidence issues kicking in. just as he's about to throw the entire idea away...slade comes home. and is Extremely into it.
it's kind of connected to this art, which i also haven't finished. oops
It’s custom made to his own measurements, and fuck if that wasn’t an embarrassing task. But he’d thought it’d be worth it, in the end. If it was for Slade — for himself. The top is sheer and loose. Flows over his pecs and down his torso just perfectly. The bottom and stockings are much the same; comfortable, but well fit. Soft.
Jason stares hard into the mirror.
This really doesn’t suit him.
The fit is right. Just like it’s supposed to be, like it was advertised. It’s him and his build and the scars put up against the fragility of the lace that’s jarring. He likes being tall and strong where others aren’t, as Red Hood. Better to defend and fight for those who can’t. This, though?
Stupid idea, actually.
He’s just about to pull off the entire ensemble when a lock clicks, and one of the windows slides open.
Slade.
And he’s staring right at him, with a distinctly … hungry glint in his eye.
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OMG THE CHAIN MEETS RYTHEM GAMES???? im hyped for that one omfg
I'm glad you are!!
Admittedly, I don't think I did it enough justice. ^.^*
I had a plan for it (sorta) and per usual, that didn't happen. So I hope it lives up to expectations.
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🌌💖💔🎮 :)
🌌 - What’s your favourite part of RP?
So, there's two aspects of RP that I would say are my favourites?
First off, I'm what I would call a fairly strict canon adherent writer - I try to stay accurate to what I know to be true to Hank as a character, in all of his various forms, even the odd little factoids like him apparently being allergic to sawdust or him being a great Dungeon Master - so I get such a kick of getting to slide a scene into canon, as it were.
Getting to fill in conversations or scenes that SHOULD have happened, that I think would have been fascinating, but didn't happen because of the limited page space, is a special joy for me, and it's why I seek out very certain characters to write with, especially X-related muses.
Shout out to @emmatriarchy for letting me do precisely this with our beautiful Hank + Sage thread, that slides right into New X-Men, and to @maximummuses, whose thread with Hank and Logan just tearing each other to pieces with their words and their regrets and their guilt is just - perfect. It's such a special, rare thing, I adore it.
Second off! The completely unexpected! I did not have Hank getting into a strange enemies-to-lovers arrangement with Sabretooth (the always lovely @themarvelliteraryuniverse) or becoming Tess McKay's best friend in the whole wide world (the inimitable @themckaytriarchy), but it happened, and I love it! It caught me completely by surprise, it happened out of pure chemistry and spark and adoration of their writing style, and I feel so happy every time I get to read their writing because it, by rights, shouldn't have happened!
💖 - What’s something you like about your muse?
Oh, so much. I genuinely adore Hank to pieces. Uhh, if I had to pick just one, I guess I'd say it's his courage. It takes so, so, so much courage to keep coming back from what's been done to him, whether it's self-inflicted or not - it would be so easy for him to just give up and throw in the towel, but he doesn't. He refuses to give up.
Because he believes in something. He believes in humanity. He holds it so dear and so close to his heart, and it gives him courage. People make him strong. People give him the ability to go on even when he's been kicked in the teeth and had his faith broken. It's a part of him that I try to bring out in myself, genuinely.
💔 - What’s something you dislike about your muse?
He's so unkind to himself.
He does not believe a single kind word about himself. He believes he can always do better. He always believes he manages to snatch defeat away from the jaws of victory. It's so rare that he has a victory he gets to hold in his hands and just enjoy.
It's why I savour the moments when he's happy so much, because the next downswing is always on the horizon.
🎮 - What’s your favorite video game?
Mass Effect 2! You have no idea how much that shit blew my goddamn mind when I was but a wee bab of just 17 years old! The Normandy opening, the Suicide Mission, Archangel, Legion, all of it, I just was enraptured from beginning to end. I'm eagerly awaiting getting around to a replay on the Legendary Edition when I'm done on Baldur's Gate 3, because fuck, I love Mass Effect.
#Anonymous#outofmuffins#munday meme#blood tw#gif warning#Thanks for sending this in!#Also go follow all of the blogs I mentioned here! They're all fabulous!
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