#Actually more of a marvel fan shh

[justalittlebitofblue]

In my mind I’m cool and vibey but really I’m a feral gremlin who usually captions posts with feral gremlin things ✌️

#art #fanart #traditional art #birds of prey #harley quinn #harley quinn fanart #dc villains #birds of prey fanart #Actually more of a marvel fan shh #I love Harley Quinn so much tho #I have a thing for clowns

[lapseinrecs]

List of Stuff I’ll give recs for

Oh hey I have a directory with some more specific tags, though it doesn’t work very well on mobile. (Shh it’s not done yet.) There's a directory tag as well. Note, I will say that I don't generally vibe with meet-cutes and mundane/mortal/normal/no-powers AUs unless it meets some arbitrary circumstances (angst?? idk), so don't expect much on that side.

NOT FICS

Middle School (?) Books (Kids section of B&N)

Young (?) Adult (I started reading these in middle school idk)

Literature (?)

Tumblr Originals

Webcomics

Fandoms are below the cut (and how much of it I’ve watched bc I have no stamina for TV shows sorry)

BOOKS

Harry Potter (I hate that woman)

The Chronicles of Narnia (actually I read all of them but over 10 yrs ago) (except maybe the horse one I can’t remember if I read it or not)

Percy Jackson Directory link

The Hobbit (Ive only watched the movies)

Alex Rider (Haven’t read past Scorpia Rising)

MOVIES

Star Wars (only the Trilogies, the Mandalorian, and Rogue 1) Directory Post

Descendants (only parts of D1)

Top Gun (just Maverick)

Marvel Cinematic Universe Directory Post

Spider-Man (TASM & Spiderverse; not Tom!Peter) (search the Peter Parker tag for fics w Tom!Peter as well) Directory post.

Star Trek (AOS)

Encanto

ANIME

Fullmetal Alchemist (first ep of ‘03, first ep of FMA, got confused, gave up)

Naruto (Never watched) Directory link

Ao No Exorcist (Blue Exorcist) (I got halfway through the first episode and got distracted)

Bleach (Never watched) Directory post

Assassination Classroom (Got halfway through the first season)

Boku No Hero Academia (My Hero Academia) (First six episodes)

Katekyo Hitman Reborn (Never watched) (big fan of khr crossovers tho)

Bungou Stray Dogs (First episode only)

TV SHOWS

Avatar: The Last Airbender (I think I skipped a lot of Season 1)

The Umbrella Academy (First three episodes)

Voltron Legendary Defender (Half way through first season)

Power Rangers (Haven’t watched anything after MegaForce.) Directory post

Supernatural (only clips) (I am a Dean girl sorry)

Teen Wolf (A couple minutes into the first episode)

Chuck (never watched)

COMICS & MANHWA

Omniscient Reader’s Viewpoint (I think I was half way through when the tab closed and I lost it)

DCU (Mostly YJ and JL cartoon)

Batman (I’ve watched a few movies?) (I really like Nightwing)

X-Men (I think I watched X1 a long time ago) (I really like Cyclops) Directory Post

#directory #lapse in words

[benevolentgodloki]

Mun Tag Game

name/nickname(s): Pirate here. Some other internet monikers are Kit, Vyxy, and Cappy.

pronouns: She/her, but I don't mind being called he/him when I'm playing a character (I've been known to be a total hypocrite about this on games if I encounter some dudebro where my brain decides it necessary to make it known that women exist)

active blogs: Mostly this boy, but @killmebutneverinsultme is tentatively available to my mutuals (he has an immortal verse he can use in Marvel amongst other ideas), oh and @ask-xi is also available to meet mutuals

watching and/or reading: Currently reading Against A Dark Background by Iain M Banks. Currently watching Only Murders In The Building (current season), The Wheel Of Time (current season), and Sex Education (most recent season). Oh, and I'm doing a rewatch of MCU, too, so I'm currently into about 25% of Ant-Man. I can see your dirty mind, shush.

ideal superpower: Shapeshifting (painlessly)

animal you want to be turned into: Cat if I can't be a dragon

fictional character you would most like to meet irl: Oh, man. I think most of the characters I like would have no interest in me or treat me like crap XD I guess Thor??? He's a sweetheart, no.1 Loki fan, and likes to have fun :U

book/show/movie you loved as a kid and still love today: Labyrinth

book/show/movie you think is underappreciated: Farscape. Best show that ever existed, change my mind 😂

favorite thing to do on a rainy day: Doze in with the cats chilling nearby. Write or read. Have a warm drink.

favorite season: Spring. Not too hot or cold.

favorite holiday: Can't decide between Halloween or Yule. Maybe a smidge toward Yule.

star wars or star trek: See I always think Star Wars but I've actually watched a LOT more Star Trek than I think I have. Ack, idk if I can even choose. Probably leaning Star Trek. They've both got some amazing content and some terrible content. But then, the Mandalorian. No, they're a tie. Both, please.

marvel or DC: Marvel. DC haven't had my interest since the 90's.

parks and rec or the office: Parks and Rec but I haven't seen either version of the Office yet. Pretty sure I'll still pick P&R though because it was fantastic.

favorite disney princess: LOKI

favorite superhero(es, marvel edition): (not necessarily in order) Loki (shh he can count), Tony Stark, Stephen Strange, Thor

stole it from: @antvnger and @brooklynbred

tagging: anyone who hasn't been tagged yet and wants to!

#outofillusions #about Pirate

[roydeezed]

Some thoughts about Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 3

Hai Hai! I just watched Vol 3 yesterday and after crying approximately five times throughout the movie and three more times since, I have some spoiler-filled, rambling, not always coherent, going off on tangents thoughts on it and superhero films below the cut.

What a movie right?!?! If you follow me and see this, you probably know me as an animanga person, or perhaps even the darkness of my cinephile side that occasionally seeps through (shh, we don't talk about how pretentious I can get), but I am also a huge comic book fan. I am mostly a DC fan, but I appreciate what marvel has done to further superheroes in film.

As this is the first superhero movie I'm talking about on this blog in-depth I think it's long one.

So here's the thing, right? There's this eternal debate between superhero film fans and those who exclusively champion film as a higher art form. I, as someone who's happily living in the middle, loving these films for what they are but also recognizing their flaws, need to say one thing. Yall are suffering from the same criticisms, just removed by time.

There was a time when film wasn't seen as a higher form of art. We know that to be false of course. But there was a time when champions of film as a medium were the underdogs, fighting a losing battle in the critical sense against an elite that didn't want something as widely available to the general public as films were, to be considered art. Not just for it to be used in a storytelling sense but also as something more than entertainment for the masses.

And that's something I see fans of superhero films also doing. They want these films to be legitimized in the eyes of people who look down on them. They want it to be seen as high art, or in the more confrontational discussions, bring down the quality of the more dramatically inclined films or films that are considered high art. And what is high art in this context anyways, is it films like those of Jodorowsky or Tarkovsky, or Leos Carax or even recent films like Titane by Ducournau? Will superhero films ever reach that level of abstraction? Who knows, maybe?

But I think it's the wrong question. This may have seemed like a wild tangent to start off with but I wanted to highlight it as James Gunn, the director of this film, once took offense at Martin Scorsese calling Marvel not cinema. And now with this movie, I don't know if in response, or just coincidentally, has pointed out why these debates don't really matter. I want to believe it was on purpose as this film made a statement with how aware of public perception it was. Sure, as a whole, quantifying things in such a manner can sometimes be useful in describing things or ascribing attributes to them. But as a whole, this debate of quality in such a large sense, has always been reductive. What this movie points out, in the debate of superhero movies and being such a turning point in the genre with it being perhaps the last big marvel movie and also James Gunn's last film before switching sides, is the right question. And that is:

What does this film do?

A film should be judged on it's own merits at the end of everything. On what it is trying to achieve, and how much of that it actually achieves as well as anything else it achieves as a result either to it's benefit or detriment. In other words, What does this film do?

This film does a lot. But before we get into it, let's work from the outside in. And start more abstractly with Superhero films as a whole. More specifically, the state of superhero films.

Superhero films have transcended the genre tag and have become something more akin to a "setting" than an actual genre, as they're used to tell genre stories more now than the one type of story that they could actually claim, the origin story. I've seen "framing device" and "medium" used in place of "setting", but those didn't really land with me. And even "setting" has me kind of uncertain but we'll stick to it for now.

But to contextualize where we are in the state of Superhero media, through my point of view, it feels like the position that Marvel has enjoyed for the past few years as a cultural juggernaut has come to an end with Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 3. The Infinity Saga we followed and were invested in ended a while ago and with Guardians 3 it feels like the last of the main players from the start have wrapped up their story. Much like the western genre it seems to be following in the footsteps of, I'm sure we will still get the occasional engaging story from Marvel, but their dominance is coming to an end. But that's only for Marvel itself. DC is now poised to take over in a big way as they seem to have a plan in place and actual leadership.

And it's in this context that James Gunn made Vol 3. Keenly aware of the public perception. In my eyes, Marvel has made quite a lot of good, fun films. But only a few excellent films, around five or so, being mainly the Black Panther and Guardians films. And this one is no different. And it leverages it's position and legacy incredibly well. Knowing it is basically wrapping up the core ideals of the MCU, it plays into it's nostalgic roots and tackles it in the story as well. The Guardians are all a little past their heyday and are working to build community rather than create spectacle. The film pays homage to the past while also injecting a lot of new ideas and scenarios into the mix. Whereas Counter Earth and Knowhere are relics of a bygone time, and thus symbolizing the past, things such as the Orgoscope represent the fun new space adventure that the Guardians have always been known for while solidifying their dynamic.

It's also this awareness of it being the last look back that makes each characters story mesh so well with the plot. It's a coming together of such seemingly disparate things. Rocket's story is quite obvious in that it's his life flashing before his eyes as he dies, but Peter's story is also a look back. It's connecting with his roots on a twisted version of earth but also a post mortem on his relationship. It's Drax coming to terms with having once been a father and being able to fill that role again. Mantis understanding the pain of being controlled and demeaned and taking control of her own destiny instead of riding along. And Nebula's everything. I love Rocket and Peter to death but Nebula is trying her hardest to not be everything she used to be.

Seeing Gamora be a literal extension of her past self when provided the opportunity to change, makes Nebula stick to her ideals that much more. Her hard exterior and the whole T-2000-esque self repairing is also an extension of this new self, someone who she was always destined to be. She is constantly healing from her trauma.

Another way James Gunn interacted with public perception was clearly defying it. First, we know one thing. In every Guardians film, a Guardian dies. First it was Groot and in the second it was Yondu. So we expected deaths. Yet he kept them all alive. He also played it up in trailers that Peter was going to die, with Nebula carrying his limp body prominently in them. But we all know that was the first shot of the movie. Every time I recognized a fake out from Gunn it made me laugh. It's almost a direct interaction with the audience. Another was the bathos that is so prominent in Marvel films and at times with the guardians as well. Heightened emotional moments are paid off with gags. And each time a character had a emotional moment, especially the comic relief characters, I was waiting for it to be upstaged by a joke. And most of the time it pleasantly wasn't. And when it was, it usually fed into their character, such as Peter lying to to woman at the Orgoscope to disable all the guards. And the final moment of societal and cultural awareness that I want to talk about is the end. The dance scene. We live in a world where final dance scenes have become synonymous with mediocre children's animated films. Where if the cast featured a famous singer, the heroes and villains, regardless of the acts they committed against each other, would come together in the end to show children that there were no stakes in the end. Nothing mattered. Everything will turn out all right.

And James Gunn flips that on it's head at the end. I haven't seen such a cathartic dance sequence in mainstream western cinema since Jai Ho from Slumdog Millionaire (Another Round wasn't mainstream okay?). Through the dance, the character's all shed off the trauma and pain that they've been through and focus on music and dance as a way of connection and shared experience. It's beautiful and and it takes such a weight off of the character's shoulder's as well as the audiences.

Now for this final part, I want to focus on the themes of the film. I think one of the main theses of it is something along the lines of "You can't force people to be the way you want them to be, but you can roll with the punches." It goes along with Peter and Rocket and the rest of the cast's end to their growth as character's. They weren't forced into becoming this way. They gradually learnt to grow by going through the struggles of everyday life. They all had expectations on them to be someone. Rocket and the High Evoloutionary's creations being the most obvious. They were forced to be something and someone that they weren't. Peter had been seen as someone he wasn't by Yondu, and Ego. Ego had done the same thing to Mantis as well. And Nebula had expectations for Mantis and Drax that didn't fit with who they were at heart. Nebula did so because of her history of having these expectations put on her by Thanos. And it all comes together because it's Peter's pain about Gamora that underlies the whole film. He wants to change her and become the one she knows. But she hasn't had the time and comradery of the Guardians as we know them to become the person she became in the end. She enjoys friendship and companionship, but on a crew more dedicated to the marauding lifestyle. Hence why her life is somewhat a continuation of her past behavior's. The High Evoloutionary being the capstone villain to such a journey of change and growth is such a genius move.

What this film set out to do was to give a proper sendoff to characters that we've known and loved for almost a decade. And to do it in a sense that made sense for their character's and not just in the context of a superhero film. It engages with the themes of growth as it pertains to each character and delivers spectacularly on that for each character.

I also have scattered thoughts on the violence and all of the High Evoloutianry's various facets but I think those will solidify once I watch it a few more times, so maybe that's for a loaded reblog.

Sorry about this post being such a mess. It was quite rambly and unfocused but I'm glad I was able to get my thoughts out on a movie I really loved. I like processing thoughts on media I consume through writing about it. Helps me get my head around it sometimes.

#guardians of the galaxy #guardians of the galaxy vol 3 #gotg #gotg vol 3 #gotg 3 spoilers #gotg3 #james gunn

[redvanillabee]

Quantumania 🐜🐝

Spoilers under cut

Def heed the warning above. I’d compare the ‘flashing lights’ to…a black light party? I’m not exactly photosensitive, but I definitely got a little bit of a headache from the lights.

And the most surprising comeback goes to Darren. That proportion and that butt shot makes him look like if Gudetama is absolutely gross.

I am fascinated by the Quantum Realm imagery. There are lots of deliberate-not-deliberate callbacks to other characters: the red crystals remind me of Wanda. The glass reminds me of Doctor Strange. The desert people remind me of the god killer or whatever he was called from Love and Thunder.

When Kang gives his timeline speech please imagine it’s me talking at marvel about plot holes and continuity issues and dammit are ac aos mcu.

Hank with that ant army. Honestly he's SO. COOL. in that scene.

Looove that Scott got his Cap shield moment.

I am a fan of what seems to be several references to Steve here. The little guy? The shield thing? The self sacrifice move? It’s a yes from me.

The pacing of this one is very old school MCU. Think more…IM2, FFH than Ragnarok, Love and Thunder, Black Widow. I'm quite neutral about it; it's nice.

When Loki came up on the post-credit scene the entire theatre went 'ooooooh!!' which was very exciting. I was thinking that the post-credit for this movie will be an excellent time for Marvel to bring back some old characters, maybe some old Blorbo Blorbus that we haven't seen for some time. Maybe characters from other MCU projects (yes I was waiting for AC/AOS shh). While Loki was not exactly on my list, I am always pleased to see him.

I think it's a fun movie! When they first introduced Scott in the MCU it definitely took a while for me to warm up to him, but now I think he's one of my favourite characters. He's funny without trying too hard with the one-liners, and he's always very sweet and supportive with Cassie. I really like Hope too; she makes sure she's heard and demands answers, which makes me really like her.

My major gripe with recent Marvel has always been that, I just wish they would actually embrace the wild universe they have created. I know they want every movie to possibly serve as someone's entry, but let's be real, if someone is starting MCU now, they know to look through the lore. I am /done/ with vague references of 'oh there is someone who watches the timeline...' 'there are variants...' 'I have killed Avengers...' JUST SAY IT. Nat got killed in other timelines. The Watcher is watching over all of this madness but he has taken an oath to never interfere. There are thousands of Lokis running around. I know they love being vague so they have more leeway with future projects, but dammit as someone who's been watching this universe for years now, I want those to actually be acknowledged.

Overall, I would say this is a fun movie. The Ant-Man trilogy continues to be a funny yet heartwarming series. I hope the MCU will actually embrace its timeline weirdness and multiple universes and canons, and actually namedrop all the loose threads they have left behind.

7/10

#personal #quantumania

[tofuxtea]

[ OCT 4 ] BREATHPLAY | suguru getou

+ pairing: suguru getou x fem!reader

+ warnings: nsfw, breathplay, slave/master dynamic, intense descriptions, color system/safe words, light cockwarming if you squint real hard, not soft

+ notes: this one i kinda like ngl. i hope yall like it too idk how to feel abt it HAHA (not proofread)

suguru played with human lives like they were nothing but a piece of chalk. something that crumbled away over time, things that snap and break into pieces that can’t be put back together when they’re pushed too hard. they’re disposable. they’re weak. they’re wonderful.

you were like an absolute dream come true to him. you let him experiment on you: test you in ways you never had been before, fold you into different positions until your body couldn’t handle anymore. there were times where you were sure he would kill you and be done with you like everybody else. he could easily snap your neck, smother you, break your mind until you killed yourself. but he never did.

suguru always restricted himself when it came to your safety. his research on what made humans different from mere monkeys was limited, but he thought it a fair deal. you would let him get whatever he wanted from you, he spared your life. you were his slave but at the very least it was consensual. you intrigued him, he intrigued you.

he got more than what he’d originally anticipated for a couple of months into his study. it started with you helping him out with some stress and soon it would end you underneath his partially clothed body, cuffed loosely at every wrist and ankle at the corners of his bed. as worthless as he viewed your human life, he marveled at the sight of your trembling exterior. out of breath, flustered, teary-eyed. he soaked it up like the sun itself.

“suguru.” you moaned out, hooded eyes traveling over him down to the tent in his boxers. his black hair was pinned in a quick ponytail, the soft long locks dangling over his shoulder and tickling your stomach. his tongue dragged over his lower lip before he pulled it between his teeth.

“shh, don’t talk unless it’s your safe word, pretty girl.” his alluring tone nodded your head for you. it was hard to resist him, you always found that you never could. maybe that was why he held you so close. you were sure as he examined your face where he hovered over your clothed breasts, so close to you you could feel his breath fanning your neck. goosebumps prickled your skin as you waited for his next move.

he was hard to read. every night was different. some days he would take his time, make you feel good. other days he would use you until you were shooting blanks on him, until your voice was so hoarse you couldn’t speak the next day, until your legs felt like they were made of actual jelly.

your suspicions seemed to be answered when he finally hummed to himself, seemingly out of a deep thought, and he settled in between your legs. his strong hands positioned your legs to give himself better access to where he would focus on in a moment before they caged you in your spot on either side of you. he was silent but his black, void like eyes spoke loudly.

“color?” suguru asked when his warm hand found purchase on the dip of your waist, slowly dragging upwards. what should have been heat in the center of his palm was like ice thawing him from the inside out. you rejected his touch momentarily but suguru watched you ease into the cup of his hand, craving more. he moved to your breasts, tearing the strap of your bra down your shoulder to squeeze one of your beautiful mounds out. wincing at the exposure, it soon slipped your mind when his lips warmed your skin.

he melded onto you, leaving deep marks on you while you squirmed against your restraints. “color, pretty girl.” your voice was caught in your throat, wanting to push out and say ‘green! keep going, please!’ you could only reply in a strangled moan before suguru’s strong hand gripped the sides of your jaw and forced your face straight ahead. behind his already black gaze lurked an animalistic desire that threatened to spill over. he was slipping through his own grasp.

“g-green.”

“that’s my pretty girl.” you waited for your skin to hit the cold again once he pulled his hand away, the protesting whine already in your throat. but he didn’t. you never tore your gaze from his and a flash of hesitation washed over his pale face but it was gone just as fast. he wouldn’t ask your permission as he moved to your open throat, letting his fingers curl around your windpipe. he felt you gulp hard against the front of his knuckle. it must have been new to you: scary.

he gave an experimental push, watching your eyes blow wide when you found you couldn’t suck in as much air as usual. your voice was dragged right out of you and only a ragged gasp could be heard. “su-gu-ru.” his heart jumped at the sound of your beg. barely able to make out his own name, he hummed. he was a dangerous man with a body count that exceeded both hands of twenty people, what was one more to him?

fear began to set in and you panicked. your chest heaved rapidly when he added another agonizing ounce of pressure to your windpipe. it hurt like a bitch.

“are you red?” his hand stilled just where it was, barely giving you any room to suck in a breath that would allow a simple answer. aware that he still had the sense to check on you, you calmed a bit.

“green.” the corner of his mouth lifted. his cock strained against the fabric of his boxers. he wanted you - needed you. and he would have you.

suguru momentarily left your neck bare while he tended to the suffocating restraint of his own. he stripped bare, moving to tear the side of your panties completely apart and drag the tattered thing to your ankle. and then you couldn’t catch your breath.

“you look so beautiful like this. ‘m gonna fucking break you.” choked, ragged cries slipped out of you when he pushed into your heat with no warning. he didn’t slow on your account, filling you until his hips were flush with yours. his sanity wavered with the way you pulsed around him, molding to every throbbing vein on him. he didn’t understand how you could still feel such pleasure with his fist wrapped so tightly around your only way of staying alive.

his thrusts were slow at first, abusing your cervix as his balls slapped your ass hard. the strength in his fingers never faltered and you would have believed he wasn’t enjoying it if it wasn’t for his breathy moans and occasional gasps. you couldn’t get a single word out with him locked on your throat and for a moment everything around you began to go fuzzy.

you couldn’t quite fill your lungs to your body’s satisfaction and you fully believed for a second that he would kill you like this. you didn’t know what to concentrate on: the waves of blinding pleasure rocking through your body or steadying your jagged breaths. it was utterly exhilarating.

tears filled your eyes and blurred your already useless vision. suguru nearly came at the sight of your face paling to a dangerous shade of porcelain white and he picked up his pace. his lip was tucked harshly between his teeth and he tightened his grip, his other hand gathering the sheets between his fingers. his black hair stuck to his forehead, framing his slender face. he was certainly a sight to behold: thin set eyes dark with lust and flitting over every inch of your body, glossy plump lips that had been bitten raw by now, toned body glistening with sweat.

“‘m gonna cum inside you, alright?” fighting his strength you could only move your head almost an inch in a nod. you were almost blacking out, vision narrowing severely but you didn’t want it to end. you’d go til you passed out if you had to. it gave you such a thrill, you had been clenching around him more than you ever had before. suguru noticed. “go on and cum, pretty girl. cum on my cock.” as if his grip could get any tighter, the tips of his fingers bloomed white, a stark contrast to your tan skin.

your lungs weren’t getting any air, your throat completely compressed. your head felt light, hell, your whole body felt like it weighed nothing as you came. the waves of pleasure that surged through you were inexplicable, tongue poking out between your parted lips. suguru hissed at the sporadic pulses of your pussy.

you milked him, hot spurts of cum filling you up. his forehead rested against yours as he fucked you through his and your orgasm. your whimpers were barely audible, coming out in choked gasps.

“red.”

you sucked in a breath, lungs aching at the foreign feeling. you somehow felt even dizzier as you tried to catch your breath. suguru’s hand pressed into your limp arm, face buried into the crook of your neck. the mark he’d left was staggering. it looked like someone had tried to murder you in cold blood and you knew it would be hard to explain the bright red print across your throat completed with several small bruises where his fingers had wrapped around your neck.

“you okay pretty girl?” he asked once he was able to steady himself. you nodded, the pain of his strength now catching up to you. your voice was hoarse but you were alright, your whole body trembled in the most pleasant way.

suguru’s hips stayed stilled inside you, not wanting any cum to go to waste.

“you did so well for me, pretty.”

HOPE U GUYS LIKED THIS ONE:) -r

#getou suguru #suguru geto #getou smut #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu geto #suguru smut #jjk #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen smut #suguru geto x reader #getou suguru x reader #kinktober #jujutsu kaisen kinktober

[goldenretriever-nicknelson]

Hi Katie!!! Can I request a fluffy little #10 blurb for Tom’s Birthday Sleepover?! 🥺

Of course you can!

Happy birthday baby

WC: 700

Warnings: slight nsfw implications, second hand embarrassment, teasing, mentions of pregnancy.

“Shh he’s coming.” Nikki hushed all of you as footsteps headed towards the door. You giggled and crouched down in the darkness of the living room waiting for your boyfriend to open the door.

The door slowly creaked open as Tom entered, his voice carrying through into the room. “Why is it so dark in here?”

Some thoughts must have entered his mind because the next words that came out of his mouth turned your cheeks bright red. “Oh is this my sexy surprise? Well babygirl I’m ready for-”

“Surprise!” Harry jumped up and yelled before any more words could escape Tom’s lips. Everyone else followed suit as he stopped frozen in his tracks just as he was undoing his shirt which he quickly did back up and put on a smile.

You blushed and smiled at him, doing your best not to giggle at what had just happened and the mortified looks on Tom and his brothers faces. Tom gave you a look as you walked closer and wrapped your arms around him.

“Y/n I’m so sorry, I didn’t know-”

You put your finger to his lips and hummed, “That’s the whole point baby. Plus you weren’t wrong about that surprise later.” You winked and stole a kiss which made Tom’s cheeks blush harder.

“C’mon haven’t we been scarred enough.” Harry nudged Tom’s arm and laughed before pulling his big brother in for a hug. Tom chuckled out of embarrassment and patted Harry’s back before doing the same to Sam and Paddy.

You grabbed him a drink of beer as the party continued, Tom giving many apologetic smiles to everyone who had heard him earlier. He was grateful for the alcohol as Harrison and Tuwaine teased him. You sat with him and decided to tease him too but in a different kind of way by sitting on his lap and lightly tugging on his curls when no one else could see you. Of course you couldn’t do too much since all eyes were on the man of the hour but you did enjoy watching him squirm.

As a few people pulled Tom away to play a drinking game, it gave you and Sam the perfect excuse to prepare the cake.

“Do you think he’ll like it?” You worried as you lit the candles, looking over the words you had frosted on top. This was the actual surprise you had in store and it was certainly a big one.

Sam nodded and put his arm around your shoulders as reassurance. “He’s gonna love it, trust me and not just because I baked it.” You playfully shoved him away and laughed, picking up the cake as you walked out into the main room.

Tom turned around as the lights went out again, the only light coming from the candles on top of the cake you were carrying in. Everyone started to sing around him but all he could focus on was you and the smile on your face that was brighter than any burning flame.

“Happy birthday to youuu.”

Tom smiled as everyone clapped and cheered, the candles going out as he made a wish on them. He gave you a wink just as the light came on revealing the beautifully decorated cake. Tom read the frosting and froze, noticing the nervous look on your face.

Happy birthday Daddy

For a moment he was confused as he looked at you, blushing as the rest of his family gathered around. He gave you a look and furrowed his brow, “Baby I-” And then he noticed the hand on your stomach and the nervous smile on your face as well as the bottle of water you had been nursing all night and it clicked.

“Oh my god.”

Before you could confirm anything his arms were wrapped tightly around you, lifting you off of the ground. You giggled as his family clapped and Harry took pictures of the precious moment.

“Happy birthday baby!”

Tom smiled wide as he put your feet back on the ground and kissed you more passionately than he normally would in front of others, his hand resting on your stomach. Once you finally broke apart at the request of the others, Tom ran his hand through the frosting and smeared it on your cheek.

“Tom! I worked hard on that.” You pouted and smacked his arm gently before gasping as Tom licked the frosting from your cheek.

“But the frosting looks so much more appetizing on your cheek.” He smirked and wiggled his eyebrows, knowing that your teasing before wasn’t just because of hormones.

Everyone else grabbed a slice, giving the newly expecting parents a moment alone. Sam muttered something about how Tom had ruined his cake as Harry pulled him away.

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#storybookholland #tom holland x reader #katies blurbs #Katie’s blurbs #tom’s bday sleepover

[morizoras-cave]

Premiere Nerves (Request)

Tom Hiddleston x teen!co-star!reader

Genre: Angst, fluff

Request Description(s): Hi! I’ve been reading through your list and I love your writing! I don’t want to overwhelm you with requests, so if it’s too much don’t worry about it but could you write about the readers first red carpet and she’s really anxious about it and one of the cast (doesn’t really matter who) kinda helps her with her anxiety? Again please don’t feel that you have to if you’re too busy with others!! Thanks!!

Hi could I please request xteenreader (with i don't really care who) where the reader has a huge panic attack at a premier and faints.

Hi! Can i ask for a Tom Hiddleston x teen reader were shes very shy actor and gets to overwhelmed at a premier and ends up having a panic attack. thank you. I love your writing.❤❤❤❤❤

Warnings: anxiety, panic attack

(A/N): three in one babyyyy!! also im making up for not writing anything yesterday. :)

You can do this. It’s just a premiere. It’s just like the interviews.

It was impossible to convince yourself. You were a very shy and self conscious person, but you’d always loved acting. When you acted, you just kind of didn’t think about the fact that you also had to go to premieres and interviews. 

But you had to. You’d kind of pushed the premiere to the back of your mind and ignored it, but you couldn’t anymore, not when you were stood backstage, waiting to enter the red carpet in just about 30 minutes. There was going to be so many people, so many eyes on you, so many judgements, so many unflattering angles...

You were so stressed, you were anxious. In a way you’d never been before. This was too much for you. Couldn’t you just leave? What would people say if you didn’t come?

You were biting your nails and picking at your skin, anything to take your mind off the thousands of people out there, anything to slow your heartbeat. 

“You okay, N/n?” Tom, one of your coworkers for the movie came up to you, where you sat on the floor. He slid down to sit next to you, offering a small smile. 

“It’s my first premiere,” your voice was shaking, and it made you feel painfully embarrassed. Tom’s brows furrowed, a small frown on his lips. 

“You’re anxious?” you nodded, looking down. Your chest was still hammering away. You felt like you were suffocating. 

“There’s no need. Really. Once you get out there, time passes at lightning speed,” he joked, but you couldn’t bring yourself to laugh. You didn’t feel any calmer. “It’ll be all right.”

The curtain to the outside swooshed, and you caught a glimpse of them. The journalists, the fans, the photographers. Your heart beat impossibly faster. 

You’re gonna mess up. Everyones gonna hate you. They’ll think you’re ugly and awkward. They’ll think you’re rude.

Slowly you felt yourself morphing into your thoughts. You became that force of negativity, only feeling the anxiety and the self consciousness. You could hear your own heartbeat. Everything was going so fast and so slow. They were gonna hate you. You knew it.

For a moment, everything was dark. You blacked out for a moment, awakening after just a couple of seconds again, with a large gulp of air. Your body was choosing not to deal with the intense feelings you were feeling. One cold tear ran down your face. Your body was trembling. 

“Y/n?” you heard Tom, but you couldn’t think about him right now. Everything was too much. You were a loser. You couldn’t go to the premiere. “Y/n?” 

Tom appeared in your vision. Looking at you, he realized that your anxiety, which he had just taken for premiere nerves, was much more serious, and he needed to make an effort to calm you down. 

“Y/n. Listen to me. Count to 10 with me, okay? Let’s count together,” he grabbed your hand, meeting your eyes, as he started counting. “10, 9, 8, 7, 6..”

You nodded along with him, though unable to actually count. You squeezed his hand, enveloping it between both of yours. 

“One more time for me, Y/n. 10, 9, 8, 7, 6..” he continued like that for God knows how long. Just long enough so that you would calm down. As you got more calm, he took his other hands and brushed away your hair and your tears. 

When he deemed that you were okay enough, he slowly brought you into a hug, still on the floor. You hid your face in his shoulder, still clutching his hand. He rubbed your back comfortingly. 

“Shh, shh, it’s okay. It’s okay, N/n. Hey, how about we walk out there together and we’ll do all the interviews together, and I can do the talking if that makes you comfortable. I’ll answer for you, I’ll be there for you..” 

You nodded furiously into his shoulder. He smiled faintly, heart aching for you. 

“Yes, I’d like that.” your voice was raspy. 

You and Tom went out there together, and you were mostly quiet, although as the night went on, you felt confident enough to say a sentence or two. At first it was terrible, and the only thing stopping you from running out of there, was Tom’s hand in yours. But soon enough, it stopped being as scary, and you could have little fun.

Tom helped you feel comfortable, and in all the movies going forward, he stayed by your side both before and during the premieres. All he wanted was for you to feel comfortable, and you certainly did, when you had him to hold your hand. 

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[chitsangenthusiast]

fic writer review

tagged by @bisexuallsokka thank you 🧡 🧡 putting my tagging here so @maderilien @dickpuncher420 @marriedzukka @zukoscalzones @babydotcom if any of you are interested!!

1. how many works do you have on ao3? 27! only eight of those were written within the past two years tho lol

2. what's your total ao3 word count? 163,360.....which felt fake bc of the long break between writing so i counted only the recent fics and that's. still 91,749 holy shit lmao

3. how many fandoms have you written for and what are they? if i'm remembering correctly, then six! (atla, harry potter, that singular fruits basket fic when i was 14, kpop (shh), marvel, mdzs, and atla again lol)

4. what are your top 5 fics by kudos? useless facts (clintbucky - and tbh only bc it's a 5yo fic lol)

hold me like you do, cover me in blue (zukka)

hands, knees, please, tangerine (zukka)

get a glimpse of this candy paint (clintbucky - also a 5yo fic lol)

don't go wasting your emotion (sangcheng)

5. do you respond to comments, why or why not? i actually didn't use to, but i do now. i feel like the 'leave a comment' game has changed significantly on ao3 and i like showing my appreciation back now! (oh man i have so many comments i still need to respond to omg)

6. what's the fic you've written with the angstiest ending? lmfao none. i'm not a huge fan of writing angst-based stories or endings, BUT i guess technically it's the mallrat in me can be considered for this one since chpt 4 did end with some angst (for now!)

7. do you write crossovers? if so, what's the craziest one you've written? i don't write fandom crossovers but i do like writing ridiculous au's, and i would say that the funniest jobs i've given any character was the clintbucky exterminator/locksmith story that never got finished lol (rip)

8. have you ever received hate on a fic? holy shit poor little 13yo kath used to get OBLITERATED for my characterizations lmfaoooo please know that my attempts at writing good characterizations now come from blood, sweat, and (literal) tears

(still salty i never received hate from the sangcheng troll last year tho. they loved to attack me on twitter but NOT my fics??? i feel slighted smh)

(more below! felt it got long!!)

9. do you write smut? if so, what kind? l m f a o

anyway keep me humming, keep me going is now the second fic that has a title from beyonce's song 'blow' bc those lyrics have a chokehold on me when i write nsfw!

10. have you ever had a fic stolen? no but i've had specific passages from some really old stuff that was stolen and very obviously rewritten/paraphrased, which is. harder to prove lol

11. have you ever had a fic translated? nothing recent but a few of my old hp fics on ff.net were translated!

but omg the best time it ever happened was a year ago when i found out that not only had a 15yo fic of mine been translated (and credited!), it had also been converted into a beautiful pdf!!! complete with cover art and border art!!!! wasn't even aware it was done bc whoever did it had only done it within the last few years i think, but it was such a wild experience to find it i have the pdf saved on my laptop lol

12. have you ever co-written a fic before? i have not! i don't think i've ever had a dedicated beta either, which probably explains a lot lol

13. what's your all-time fave ship? ALTAIR/MALIK they're not even my first otp (which draco/ron and zukka still go strong, followed by clintbucky) but THEY are the ones that seize my heart like no other ship has done 🧡🧡

14. what's a fic you want to finish but don't think you ever will? the zukka ba sing se/blue spirit poetry fic 😔 which is unfortunate bc i'm still so excited to write it/there's a lot written of it, but chaptered fics are nerve-wracking lol

15. what are your writing strengths? idk if ppl necessarily like it, but i really like my writing style! sure it's obvious i write for fanfic vs anything publishable, but i enjoy that lol

also ppl tell me i'm really good at banter, characterizations, and immersing them in the story, which is wonderful bc i do work really hard on that!

16. what are your writing weaknesses? finding the right words. in general, it's so extremely hard for me in that i don't have much of a mental dictionary/thesaurus i guess. it can be upsetting at times, especially when i know there's a better word or way to phrase the line but just have to let it go. i am simply not one of those people who can come up with big words (or words that are like. normal ones to use when describing smth lol)

17. what are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages on a fic? it can be a good touch to the fic! i don't have very strong feelings on it, i suppose

18. what was the first fandom you ever wrote for? atla, tho harry potter is the one that actually survived the period of fic deletion i once went through on ff.net lol

19. what is your favorite fic ever written? everyone is going to know the answer to this one, but hmlyd hands down my actual baby <333 after a 4yr long break from writing, i knocked out 3 fics but it was hmlyd that really got me excited! writing it was a BLAST, my entire heart went into it, and it's one of my fics that i actually do genuinely go back and read frequently bc it makes me so happy lmao

tbh if i hadn't written hmlyd, i probably would've stopped writing for the fandom after hands, knees, please, tangerine and gone back to lurking lmao

(keep me humming, keep me going is a good contender tho. which goes to show that the fastest way to my heart is just inundating myself with tender competitive lovers lmao)

#i liked these questions!! #i'm also still in shock by that word count wtf lol #kath tagged

[sugoi-writes]

Hello! I've been admiring your work for a while, I'm a big fan of your Fatgum headcanons! If you feel like writing anymore, may I request headcanons of Fatgum with a sweet and kind fem SO who's quirk allows her to grow plants to massive sizes using her voice? I like to think she could grow huge fruits to decorate special desserts for him! Again, only write if you'd like to, and only if it interests you!

The cavities I am getting from this post is insane hsiushoush I would love to do a little dabble<3 <3 <3 

Scenario (?): Trying to play matchmaker, another Pro Hero or even Kirishima mentions/introduces you to FG, knowing that he would love to exploit the free food. But the first meeting yields a quick partnership... and so much more! (TLDR; Fatgum meeting you for the first time!)

H/R- Hero Name

Fatgum would wander over to your facility, and be in awe. Your office, detached from the rest of the building, is actually a greenhouse! You spend most of your time in their, cultivating rare or powerful fruits that could be utilized for Pros and Support Heroes. Each fruit would be lovingly named and labeled. As Fatgum is given a tour, he finds fruits that enhance your strength 10 fold, vegetables that allow you to breathe under water for an hour, or fruit with advanced healing properties. Fatgum comes to find out that you actually have plans to open your own plant and farm, with hopes to produce more plants that can be best used for good!

As Fatgum wanders around, impressed with your work, he asks how your quirk works. Before long, he hears a soft, bubbly melody. He immediately looks in your direction, and sees you standing before a patch of ube/purple yams. As you continue to hum to them, the yams continue to increase in size, becoming larger than your forearm! Once you have stopped humming, they’re roughly the size of your calf! You go to inspect one, turning it over before nodding to yourself. You’d definitely be taking this one home tonight! This was one of the biggest you’ve made before! 

As you turn around with the large crop in your arms, you’re startled as Taishiro stares back at you, a surprised look on his face,” O-Oh, I’m sorry-- you’re H/N, right?”

You could only do so much, but you gently nod back to him versus a full bow. Struggling to carry your large yam, you smile back,” Ahh, yes!! I-I’m so sorry--” You quickly try to set the yam down, without dropping it,” F-Fatgum, right? I was told you would be visiting today, but-- well, I guess I got carried away again~” As you laughed, the yams behind you started growing again, making you panic,” Ahh! No, shh shh! No more growing, or you might explode!” you whine, as if your plants could comprehend your commands. You sigh in relief as they do stop, turning back towards Fatgum. You remove your sunhat, shaking out your flattened, slightly sweaty hair.

“I’m (Y/N)... it’s nice to meet you, sir,” you say softly, extending a hand out to him. Fatgum, surprised by your gesture, smiles back to you, taking your hand into his. He marvels at how small they are compared to his own, and can feel the slight callouses that have formed... more than likely from years of preening, plucking roots, and other gardening shenanigans.

“Oh no! It’s an honor to meet you, actually! After seeing all of this today, I’m itchin’ to work with you!” he beams, a laugh bubbling up in his chest as he struggles to shake your hand without flushing. When the two of you end your handshake, you look surprised, tilting your head,” Working together, with me? The crops? Oh-- right! You’re the BMI Hero, after all!��� you beam back, chuckling. “Well, I certainly have a lot of crops that are being harvested currently, or in process of being tested... If you’re ever on this side of town, I would love to have a Pro Hero to test them out with,” you pipe up, tucking some of your hair behind your ear. 

Fatgum puts his hands on his hips, humming in agreement” No worries! I can always make time to help a fellow hero, especially if I get to eat even more on the job! Say, you got any strawberries?” He leans down, still smiling enthusiastically,” I’m pretty partial to strawberry shortcake, myself~” 

You chuckle once more, finding his new found eagerness to be endearing... and a little cute!

“I’m pretty decent at baking... so I could probably pull something off like that. But keep in mind, my strawberries are used as strength boosters. So I’m gonna have to have you put to the test.” 

Fatgum shrugs, unfazed by the promise of work or combat,” If I get at some good food? I’m willing to do whatever you need me to. Especially if that helps ya make more!” 

You couldn’t help but fluster at his kind words, extending your hand out to him again,” ...so... it’s a deal, then?” 

Fatgum nods, grasping your hand with both of his. He shakes it gingerly, a motivated look plastered on his face,” Of course! It’s’a pleasure working with you!” 

#fatgum x reader #fatgum bnha #fatgum mha #taishiro toyomitsu #taishiro toyomitsu x reader #this is an adorable prompt houdhoduhd #I would totally imagine a collaboration like this would be beneficial for everyone AND these two would get OH SO CLOSE #couple goals!!! #bnha x reader #mha x reader #bnha fic #mha fic

[can-u-imagine-that]

Title: Immortal;

Fandom: The Avengers;

Character: Steve;

Note: Y/N: Your Name;

Warning: Cursing;

Request: None;

Author’s note: Soulmate AU where the older one of the soulmates stop aging at 20 and they only start aging again when they meet the other. And guess what... the soulmate is Captain America.

You always wondered what the fuck was wrong with your soul-fucking-mate.

Now, to be fair... it was taking way to long for you two to meet. You knew sometimes it took years, but c’mon...

75 years was too much.

WAY too much.

And you weren’t even sure anymore if that number was right. After the 60th year you stopped paying attention because they were probably really old by now. You saw so many things change and happen during those years. You saw your school friends grow old with their own soulmates, saw most of your family members die. Made new friends along the years.

You never heard of anyone with a similar case to yours and oh man, how hard you searched. Usually it took a few years, but never as long as you and your soulmate were taking.

At the beginning you dreamed of how special your meeting would be. People said that you could feel your body change when you meet your soulmate. And that they would know it was you in a heartbeat. You were even tired of hearing the descriptions. You had seen it happen so many times. But it never happened to you.

After the world learned of the existence of people with powers and even aliens you started to wonder if your soulmate wasn’t caught in all that stuff but shook the idea out of your head in a few days. There was no way someone as simple as you would have such a special soulmate. They were probably just old anyway. Maybe some kind of weirdo that didn’t leave the house too much.

Who knows.

You sighed, looking out of the window of the coffee shop you were sitting at drifting your attention out of the newspaper in your hands. Even though you lived through all the changes in those decades you weren’t really a fan of using cellphones, call old fashioned, but the thing just created a huge gap between peoples relations. You hated it.

You already felt alone normaly.

All of sudden there’s a huge sound of glass shattering with a tud.

When you look over the window on the other side of the coffee shop you see a man all dressed in black, getting up of the ground from probably being throw into the shop. He is heavily armed and looks around the place, pointing his gun at the customers, saying that if anyone tries to escape he’ll shot. People try to move around but he shots the ceiling, telling everyone to stay put or the next targes will be someone’s head. He as an insane look on his eyes, so no one moved or spoke.

He screams to whoever is outside - probably police or even S.H.I.E.L.D - that he has hostages and if they attack him again a bomb will go off and the whole block will become fire and ash with him.

Soon three more armed men with the same uniform went through the door. Two stayed near them and one went into the kitchen. You heard gunshots as they found employees trying to escape from the backdoor. You cringed at the sound of someone suffering before actually dying.

“STAY QUIET ALL OF YOU!” the first man yelled when people started to whisper and let small cries come out of their mouths.

Your breath becomes caught in your throat as you see a little girl by herself on the couch of the kids area of the coffee shop. She starts crying earning a glare from the man.

Scanning the area you met with a woman’s terrified eyes. She is standing just outside the bathroom area, frozen. She didn’t want to get shot right in front of her daughter but the little girl was crying loud now and you could see the man getting pissed. By the crazy look on his eyes you could see that he wouldn’t mind killing anyone that got on his nerves.

Maybe that’s how I’m meant to die.

Taking a sharp breath you got up slowly, lifting your arms.

“YOU! STOP RIGHT NOW!” he pointed the gun to you. The fear spread on your body, but you managed to not crumble to the ground on your weak knees.

“I’ll just soothe her. I promise.” you said with a surprising calm voice “Please.”

“STAY THERE!” he warned again, turning to the girl “STOP FUCKING CRYING!”

“Please. Let me soothe her.” you took a few more steps before the gun was pointed at you again.

“STOP WALKING!”

“If you keep yelling she’ll not stop crying...” you kept trying to sound calm, taking another careful step to the side.

Just three more and you’d be able to reach her.

You didn’t have to finish because soon you felt little arms on your legs as the girl crawled to you, finding comfort on hiding behind your calf. You kneeled, still looking at the man, taking the girl in your arms and sitting cross legged right where you were, bringing her into your lap. She cried and asked for her mommy who only stared at you, her eyes full of gratitude.

Thankfully you had a hell lot of experiences dealing with kids, since you had many nephews and godchildren along the years.

“Shh, your mommy is there, but right now we can’t go to her. We have to be quiet...” you whispered to her, still feeling the gun pointed at you “Please, calm down...”

Your voice was calm and gentle while you rubbed small circles into her back murmuring reasuring words, until soon her sobbs turned into whimpers and then she finally stopped, still holding you tightly by your neck.

“Attention. Release the hostages and we may negotiate with you.”

“HYDRA doesn’t negotiate.” he answered.

Holy shit, HYDRA.

You were so screwed.

Even though you didn’t met your soulmate you had had a good life, really. You could not say you’d die happy, since you hadn’t met them, but you were satisfied at least.

Just as you thought that, three shots were heard.

The two man at the door feel with their heads clearly bleeding and the one in front of you stumbled with a bullet on his shoulder dropping his gun. The one close to the kitchen made his way to the front, grabbing the little girl’s mother by her arm, pointing the gun to her back.

“NO! TAKE ME, NOT HER!” you cryied, getting up just as he got close to you, still with the girl “Please...”

The man eyed you suspiciously but complied as a willing hostage would be easier to control.

The mother sheed tears as her daughter was handed to her by you. The girl clung to her neck and the woman sobbed a small “thank you”.

You nodded feeling the gun being pointed to your head and your arms firmly squeezed behind your back as he led you to the front of the huge broken window.

There were many police cars and black SUV’s. You could see guns pointed towards you and the man while someone you recognized from TV as Nick Fury stood a little ahead from the barrier created by the police.

“Look, we can either do this the easy way or the hard one. It’s your choice, pal!” he said, waving his hands “Now, let the girl go before I decide to call my backup to end you!”

“We’re not letting anyone go!” the other man howled from behind you “We’ll burst this hole block if we have too!”

Nick shrugged with a smug grin on his face and before you knew, a sound was heard again as the man who had just answered barked in pain and fell with a tud to the ground.

The man holding you hostage turned towards the sound and you closed your eyes at the brusque movement, feeling sick in your stomach because fuck he would surely shot you now.

Then as fast as you turned someone grabbed the gun right from the hand of the HYDRA agent. You lost your hearing for a while after a gunshot ringed right beside your head but felt whoever helped you push the man and hit him with something after spinning you to protect your body with theirs. You found youself pressed securely against a hard chest as the other hostages cheered.

“Hey... are you alright?” a gentle voice whispered to you and when you looked up it felt like time froze when you met with those beautiful blue eyes.

Your breath stopped and you could see that his did too as your heart started beating loudly. Your hole body shivered and you felt something in you shift as if his intense gaze made a piece of you work once again. If he wasn’t holding you, you were sure your knees would have buckled.

It was him.

Your soulmate.

Your soulmate was Captain America.

Captain America.

Steve Rogers.

You stared at each other for a while, drinking in the features and appreciating the lingering feeling of the soulmate’s bond for the first time. We was completely awestruck with how beautiful you were and how perfectly you fit into his arms, still comfortably placed in your waist as if they belonged there. Slowly your hands reached the mask that covered half of his face and you pulled it out, marveling at how perfect his features were.

His eyes drifted to your lips as your mouth parted and your first words to him rolled out of your tongue while your hands slid to rest in his chest.

“Fucking finally. Took you long enough.”

For a moment you could see that Captain America was dumbfounded with your attitude. But you couldn’t care less. You were happy, of course, but you just had to say it.

“Do you have any idea how long I’ve been around? Let me give you a hint. I’m supposed to be older than you.” you started with your eyes still locked into his, both completely ignoring everything happening around you. Thankfully people understood how the soulmate bond happened and didn’t try to intervene, leaving you be “Older than you! I thought I was immortal, Steve!”

He laughed, loving the way his name sounded from your voice.

“I’m sorry. I guess me being frozen didn’t really went well for you.”

“You can bet it. I was afraid you would be an really old man by now.”

Still smiling fondly he allowed his forehead to rest against yours and God it felt so natural you almost swooned.

“You know that technically we are both really old.” his voice brought goosebumps all over your body. Your hands reached his face as you were still mesmerized at how handsome he was.

“All on you!” you said, smiling back at him.

“I promise I’ll make it up to you... but first I have to know your name, don’t you think?” he was whispering now, his face inches from yours.

“Y/N... my name is Y/N.”

“Y/N...” he tested how your name felt in his lips and you even blushed because Captain America whispering your name almost as a mantra was something you had never imagined even on your craziest dreams. And it was enticing.

He grabbed your hand, bringing to his lips and kissing softly the back of it, making you blush even more.

“It’s nice to finally meet you, my soulmate...”

“I could say the same but I’m still pissed.” you both laughed.

“We still have time to change that.”

“We better have, because after all these years you have a lot to compensate!” you winked, allowing him to caress your cheek slowly as he pulled your face closer to his once again. You saw a longing expression on his eyes that made your heart skip a beat.

Through the bond you now shared, you felt how much he also wanted you in his life during those years. You could sense his anxiety waking up after being frozen, only to discover that so many years had passed and you were still out there, without understanding what possibly happened to the soulmate you never met. The distress of thinking he would never find you. You felt it all.

And he felt your lonliness, the nights you lost crying because you didn’t understand what you did to deserve such a lonely and long life. All the pleas you made in your sleep until the acceptance that you would always be alone came.

And you both felt as all the doubts and anxieties disappeared when your lips met for the first time. They molded perfectly together, finding a pace that you seemed to have rehearsed together for years. Your arms gripped the front of his uniform and he hugged you tightly, almost swiping you out of your feet.

Your eyes welled with tears at how right it felt to be with him.

And suddenly all your lonely years didn’t matter anymore.

Because he was finally with you.

#captain america imagine #steve rogers imagine #steve imagine #captain america x reader #steve x reader #the avengers imagine #the avengers #captain america #avengers imagine #myimagine #soulmate au #soulmate imagine #soulmate #female reader

[strawberries-n-sugar]

Grand Announcements (ch 1?)

Summary: Tom is doing an interview game with Y/N his new co-star for a upcoming work of his and things turn more personal. Something he has kept secret reveals itself.

Characters: Tom, Y/N, Karly (OC portrayed by Nicole Power aka Shannon on Kim's Convience), Lillia (OC; I used a old photo of me but only because the features match and that felt less creepy than using a random pinterest photo lol; IT IS NOT ME)

Warnings: none this chapter? Coparenting after the ending of a toxic relationship but remaining friends and getting along great

"Are you ready, Tom?" You ask sitting on the couch across from him. The channel you are going this for has a sofa and they asked you to face each other.

"Have we started?" You ask the camera guy who nods. "Okay, ready?" You ask Tom again as you both shift and shuffle to get comfortable and are both trying not to laugh as you have to stare at each other as part of the game.

"I suppose," he answers nervously, "wait," he takes a second to pull himself together, "not awkward at all, you have lovely eyes by the way"

"Guys, comeon," you pretend to complain, "thankyou, not at all," you laugh. "Could you explain the game to me one more time please?" "Okay, they asked fans questions and chose some for us to answer but we have to answer them as honestly as possible and we have to face each other nad look in each other's eyes the whole time so we can say if the other isn't being honest"

"Alright, I am ready. These are the ones that were chosen for you?" He looks at the paper in his hand. "Yeah, do you want to go first and then I can, we can alternate"

"Yes, alright. The first question is, have you ever done anything illegal that you regret?" "No," he glances to you and reads your features.

"Is she telling the truth, Tom?" "Yes, she is," after spending so many months together you could both tell the tell tell give aways of when the other was telling a fib. He knew if you were lying that you would blush or do something obvious.

"Okay, your first question. Have you ever had a crush on an older co-star?" "Oh, goodness yes," he admits with a laugh. "Oh my God, who!?" "Micheal Fassabander." (Sorry if I mispelled that) "He's telling the truth," you roll your eyes.

"Do you have any piercings?" Tom reads the question but looks at it confused, "wait, if you did wouldn't they be visi-oh, Y/N, you don't have to answer that if it is too personal and you're uncomfortable," he says being the gentleman he is. "Relax Tom, I will just say maybe" "I'll accept that, is that alright?" He asks the camera guy who simply shrugs like sure. "We shall leave that to the imagination," Tom reassures you even though you didn't mind.

"Okay, do you have any secrets?" You look up at him. "Secrets," he thinks very quickly, "no"

"You paused, he's lying."

"I wouldn't consider this a secret, it is known...just not to everyone and if it is alright I would prefer to keep it that way," he explains. "Do I know?" You ask curiously and now concerned because you were like his extended Marvel family now with how close the two of you were. "No....," he answers hesitantly and honestly. "Would you like to keep it that way or maybe we can talk after?"

"Guys~," the host clears his throat to gather the attention of you and your best friend and coworker.

"Apologies," Tom gives a friendly smile.

"How many people know?" You keep going and ignore him. "Including myself?" "Mhm" "Including me, only two"

"Tom, this is something you have-"

"Ahh, Lilly, shh~, no come back!" A whispered shout comes from just off the set in the back. You as well as the hosts turn, and Tom.

"Daddy, I here! I has mash'tatos'!" A little person runs to Tom and climbs to his lap, holding a little bowl of mashed potatoes. He looks around awkwardly but the hosts hadn't stopped filming yet.

"Hello Lillia darling, did you now? Where is your mum?" He accepts the taste from her spoon that she offers him. "We wents Bob Evans," she announces. He smiles and stands with her. "I apologize, excuse me. Y/N, uhm-this is Lillia, Lilly, this is Y/N"

"Hi," she smiles at you and lays her head against his shoulder, kissing his cheek. "Lilly, eat your potatoes darling-"

"Hello," you return the smile, "this is what we were just talking about, right?" He nods, "yes." "It is lovely meeting you Lilly, want to walk around with me?" "Okay," she shimmies to get down, he sits her on her feet and straightens out her ruffled up poofy floral dress.

"Sorry," a pretty lady with dark brunette hair and goregous brown eyes makes her way over, fast as he can in her heels.

"Hi, I'm Y/N." "Hi, I'm Carly, Tom has told me so much about you." "I can't say the same, I didn't know he was a dad, or married"

They both look to each other and double over laughing so hard they hold their abdomens in pain. They try to speak while leaning on each other's shoulders but neither can properly speak through laughter, "us?" She manages. "She and I? Marr-," he adds. "No, no, no, no, no." They both finally speak actual words in unison. "Very happily not married," she reittorates, "oh, which reminds me, Tom, the date is next Saturday." "Yes, I haven't forgotten, I have her until then?" "As promised," she smiles and kisses his cheek, he returns the gesture, "oh, he's waiting we have dinner I have to go. Y/N, so nice meeting you and Tom, a date! Don't not do it!" She points at him as he leaves walking backwards, after ofcourse kissing Lillia goodbye.

He laughs and waves.

"Wow, you two aren't together? You're sure?"

"Absolutely positive. We are better as friends, the date she is talking about is her wedding," he clarifies with a laugh.

"I got dress," Lilly announces. "Oh?" You and Tom ask with peaked curiousity. "Yes, it is poofy, I can do this," she spins around and Tom quickly confiscates her potatoes. "What color is it?" You ask her. "Green," she reaches for her beloved potatoes just taken from her so cruelly. "You have to be still," he pets her head ever so gently and gives them back after eating some.

"I love her already," you laugh. "Really?" Tom asks surprised, but he looked the opposite of upset as he smiled ear to ear. You smile taking that in before noting that she had his big ears. "Yes?"

"That is actually great news. See, I told Karly I would find a date to take to the ceremony and I thought to ask you first but I didn't know how to tell you about Karly or Lilly, and I didn't know how you would take it...."

"First off, I am honred to be the first to know, and secondly, nothing would make me happier. Should I also wear green?" "Yes, I believe her colors are green and white and thankyou"

#tomhiddleston x reader #tom hiddleston #kims convenience #shannon

[minstrivia]

concept;; dragon hybrid!yoongi

dragon hybrid!yoongi + first time with you feat. his dick piercing= w i l d

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you’ve been dating yoon for only a few months and he’s. an. angel. a wholesome nerd. the best boyfriend anyone could ask for. you love that lovey dovey side but shit—you’ve been itching for some sex. not to be greedy, you love him with ur soul and being but you’ve heard marvelous things from dragon hybrids. like they’re literal sex machines. high libidos. thick cocks. like thick thick. although sex isn’t what makes up a healthy relationship but! u didn’t notice his constant hesitation to take anything further with u. was he insecure? of his perks? of this other side of him? when you’re dying to explore him?

nothing went much further than just a make out session. you noted that he restrained himself from carrying on forward with anything intimate. you didn’t know this but, he was battling a complicated internal battle with his animalistic side.

his instincts begging him to claim you, to bury his cock to the hilt, nestled warmly by your wet walls. glide in smoothly and fuck you all night without an end. yet his rational mind insisted on him holding back, and blocking out all thoughts of him blowing his load in u.

it was tough. the more he smells your arousal dripping from ur cunt, the harder this battle gets. the more he craves for u, he more he’s near his breaking point.

now, now, ladies, i present to u, yoongi’s breaking point; you sat comfortably on his lap, hands around his neck, mouths devouring each other in frenzied kisses. you felt daring that night so you rocked your hips into his, earning a growl of warning. yet u ignored and defy his boundaries. you began to grind on him slowly, setting an even pace for him. his lips ghost over your jawline, harsh icy breaths fan your heated skin. “yoon?” “fuck baby, don’t. we—,” “no. I want this. and I know you do too so no more restraints. just, fuck me yoon. please?” god that lil whine of yours always gets to him. you’re offering yourself completely to him and what’s he gonna do? say no?

within a matter of seconds he has u where he wants u. pinned down, legs nicely spread. “yoon—,” “shh, don’t worry love, I take care of you. I promise, trust me on this, ok?” you always trust him. you didn’t have any doubt that this was in fact gonna be the greatest fuck of ur life. after a split second, u heard a zipper sound. you blink in realization—ah, he’s the direct type. no needed prep whatsoever. at least that’s what u assumed before you felt the tip of his finger poking at your throbbing slit, sliding against soaked lips.

“so wet..,” he murmurs before his curious fingers slips in and another follows behind. he starts to scissor u widely and u fucking saw stars twinkling. how did he manage to work those fingers so fast? and plunge so deep? god he worked wonders on u. long digits rapidly moving like magic.

you hiss when his rings made contact with your outer lips, “shit—yoon!” “fuck, gonna cum, baby? do it, I wanna taste this juicy cunt of yours.” his thumb harshly presses and flicks at ur aching bud, mouth lowering to wrap around the pink nub and suck. you cream his fingers wholly—mouth and all too. you groan lowly as u observe the lewd action unfold before u. he’s taking his sweet time lapping up his fingers, slurping every drop of ur release. “delicious.”

you instantly thought of him and his cock. was it as a girthy as the rumors? what peculiar features did it have? you needed to know. you push him down, hovering above his bulge. leaning down, you nip at his balls through the material of his underwear. he hisses at the contact, “fuck,”

you lick him through his boxers; running the tip of ur tongue along the outline of his prominent bulge. drawing out the width and length of his dick and holy fuck, he was monstrous. he wasn’t average at all. you, also, noted strange minuscule bumps along the head and sides. you assumed later on it was probably the fabric bunching up(but fuckkkk were u wronggggg)

“gonna suck it like a good girl or you just gonna tease all night, baby?” he moans the last sentence once you lay ur tongue flat on him. as u do pull his undergarments down, you catch a slight glint originating from the head of his cock. a piercing—right there, adorning his genitalia. and u do not fail to take in account the small ridges that covered the sides and head of his cock; fuck—so odd yet so enticing. he was an extraordinary creature indeed. “yoongi..,” you’re fascinated, mouth watering on the spot. “oh? you like that, love?” “fuck yeah. it’s stunning and fucking hot.” “yeah? if you like it so much then why don’t you give it extra care?”

you choked on the mouthful that is his cock. heavy on ur tongue and fucking huge in ur mouth. so perfectly long and thick. the tiny ridges scraping the roof of ur mouth and gently (somehow) sticking onto ur tongue, as if refusing to ever let go from this heavenly state. and not to mention the pretty hues of green and blue on his veins. he was made for you. what you couldn’t fit into your mouth you took by hand, bobbing your head up and down on his entire length. he was a hot mess; raspy groans leaving his throat as he grips the sheets. you pull away for a bit, jerking him off to give your throat a lil rest.

“f-fuck, you’re amazing. so, so good. keep doing that, love.” as u jack him off, you began to deliver small sucks to the pretty accessory on the swollen head. latching your lips around it and brutally sucking, tongue rolling along metal balls on the edges. he was pulsating and you felt it. meaning he was cumming and pretty soon. just for a tease, you skim ur fingers along the curves of his swollen balls, tapping gently at the greenish blue veins. you lightly squeeze one of them, in awe with how fat and heavy they were. so stuffed with sweet cum.

he comes down ur throat in a large amount. thick globs of hot seed fill ur throat like a fudge chocolate fountain. he had a light sweet and salty taste on ur buds, quite pleasurable to the taste frankly. dragon hybrid were actual wonders. period. end of discussion.

“lay down for me, doll. god, so gorgeous and all spread out for me. bet you’re drenched, huh?” he lines up at ur entrance, the piercing glinting under the moonlight and making u wonder all the kinds of friction that lil thing will give you. he places a quick yet meaningful kiss upon ur lips, a love-filled gaze gently watches u as he glides in fluidly. you relish in the feeling of being stuffed with his cock, the feeling you’ve awaited for so long. it’s here and ur living for it.

his thrusts are rhythmical yet sharp; striking ur sweet spot flawlessly yet edging you like no other man has managed to do. he sets an excellent tempo and some equally excellent hip movements. he packed a few things up his sleeve. momentarily, you could’ve sworn you sensed the pretty adornment kiss your womb and that’s when the hot coil of release in your abdomen began to unravel; you were gonna cum and very fucking hard.

you clasp ur hands on his, “shit! yoongi!!! right there, baby!!! harder, yoon!” your cries fueled him on, and before u knew it, his head was buried in the crook of ur neck, tongue lapping at a certain spot and—he bit u. fangs puncturing the delicate skin; a sign of love and claim. precise timing actually, you came down from ur high at the exact time. he licks softly at the tiny dribbles of crimson, “damn, baby. that was...fucking amazing.”

you kiss his red tinted lips, “hm, yeah. god, you’re a beast. and i love it. never hide this side from me, never.”

— submission

#AJHSJSJS FUCK OFFFFFFFFF #I HAVE AN UNHEALTHY OBSESSION WITH DICK PIERCINGS I SWEAR #yoongi #smut #yoongi smut #bts #submitted #submission

[lifemuchgreener]

Brothers Trust - Chapter 9

STORY SUMMARY: You enter the Brothers Trust contest on a whim, not expecting to win. But what happens when you do?

CHAPTER SUMMARY: Your plans for the summer change suddenly when you don’t get a good grade in one of your classes and have to retake it as a summer class. Everything is going okay until an exposé is published about your relationship with Tom just days before the premiere of Spider-Man: Far From Home.

WARNINGS: Swearing and ANGST.

WORD COUNT: 1744

AUTHOR’S NOTE: 👀👀👀 also: Y/C/N refers to the name of the college or university you go to for the sake of this story. 

Prologue: here

Chapter/Day One: here

Chapter/Day Two: here

Chapter/Day Three: here

Chapter/Day Four: here

Chapter Five: here

Chapter Six: here

Chapter Seven: here

Chapter Eight: here

Your second semester of school flies by even faster than the first semester did. Maintaining a long distance relationship with one of the world’s current most popular actors, keeping up with all of your classes, and finding time for anything else is not an easy feat but you manage. At least you think you do.

“Yes!” your roommate exclaims loudly which startles you from packing up things on your desk. “Grades were just uploaded.”

She’s been refreshing her laptop browser for the last hour and a half, eagerly waiting to see what her final grades are. You’re not too worried so you’ve decided to get some packing done but you figure a five minute break to check your grades won’t hurt.

You open up your laptop, log into your student account, and click the link that will take you to your grades.

“Holy fuck,” you say, staring at the one unimpressive letter in front of your eyes.

“What’s wrong?” your roommate asks.

“I, uh.” You swallow hard, your throat suddenly feeling dry. “I got a D.”

She’s silent for a moment. “Ah, well...at least that’s a passing grade?”

You shake your head. “It’s a class for my major -- it doesn’t count. I don’t get credit. Fuck.”

She instantly tries to do some damage control. “What’s the course number? I’ll see if they’re offering it over the summer.”

You tell her the number and close your eyes as she does a search. This can’t be happening.

“They’re offering it over the summer,” she says. “It’s going to be okay. You can just take it again without disrupting your four-year plan.”

“Summer classes are so expensive. And it costs a lot of money to stay on campus during the summer, too -- I can’t afford that.”

“Move in with Andrew and me,” she says. “We’ve already signed the lease for an apartment nearby. He’s taking a couple of summer classes to get ahead and I’m staying in the area for my internship with the local newspaper. We were going to look for a third person to split the apartment with anyway.”

“Who’s Andrew?”

“That guy that tried to ask you out last semester,” she says. “We, uh, took a class together this semester and we’ve been dating for a few months. I didn’t tell you because I didn’t want it to be weird.”

You haven’t really talked to Andrew since that party in November. That’s why you don’t remember his name -- who needs Andrew when your boyfriend is Tom Holland?

“Could I? Is that okay?” you ask.

She smiles at you. “I wouldn’t have asked if it wasn’t okay.”

So you move from your dorm room into a cute little apartment down the street with your roommate and your roommate’s boyfriend, who just so happens to be the same guy who asked you out on a date during your first semester. The first month together goes smoothly despite this: you enjoy meals together at the tiny kitchen table, you have movie marathons, you binge-watch Netflix.

It’s the end of June when shit hits the fan.

You wake up to the consistent buzzing of your phone which is extremely annoying; it’s a Friday and you’d like to sleep in because your class only meets on Wednesdays and Thursdays.

Normally when you post a selfie or something you’ll wake up with a few hundred notifications -- some of Tom’s fans still like and comment on every new picture you post despite the contest being nearly ten months ago. But you haven’t posted a picture recently which is what confuses you.

You unlock your phone and check Instagram to see what all the fuss is about since that’s where the majority of the notifications are coming from. Tom Holland fan accounts are tagging you in photos, which isn’t anything new, but it’s the actual photos that they’re tagging you in that make your heart skip a beat. They’re photos that nobody would have access to except for you and Tom.

Tom kissing your cheek. You kissing his. Your fingers intertwined. A selfie you took with Tom and Tessa. All photos you had taken together when you visited for New Years and had printed out on special paper in the school library so you could put them on your wall next to your signed picture with him.

Your first thought is that someone hacked into the school’s printing system somehow and released the photos on Tumblr or maybe one of the Reddit threads that has to do with Marvel. But then you notice that all the comments on the pictures are talking about some sort of article. You figure that doing some investigating will be easier to do on a bigger screen so you grab your laptop and do a search in Google for ‘tom holland girlfriend 2019.’

The first result is for some magazine that you have never heard of. The article in particular, titled “Tom Holland Has A Secret Girlfriend...OMG!” was evidently posted three hours ago. You click on the link and immediately begin to read.

Move over Zendaya...Tom Holland’s got a new girl! But is she really that new?

Her name is Y/F/N Y/L/N and she’s a student at Y/C/N. You may recognize her from this picture--

There’s a break in the paragraph to show the picture of you and Tom that Nikki had taken on the day you visited the Far From Home set.

--because she was the winner from a contest put on by an organization created by the Holland family back in the summer of 2018. Holland and Y/L/N started a long distance relationship in the fall and she spent a portion of her winter vacation at his place in London.

There’s another picture. This time it’s you and Tom laying in his bed post-sex. Both of you are topless and while the sheets are covering your chest, it’s pretty obvious that you two had just been at it: your hair is disheveled and your lips are more colored than normal from kissing. Beads of sweat glisten on Tom’s hairline and there’s a lovely flush across his cheeks as he presses a kiss to your bare shoulder.

You’re instantly infuriated. How fucking dare someone post such an intimate picture of you two without your permission? You scroll back up to the top of the page instead of continuing to read and your eyes widen with surprise when you find the byline.

You push yourself off of your bed and throw open the door of your tiny bedroom. Your heart is beating fast as you check the small living room and kitchen. The bathroom door is open and nobody is in the shower. Without a second thought you throw open their bedroom door, not caring what you’ll find on the other side.

But that’s empty too. There’s no sign of her or him.

“Fuck!” you swear loudly, tears starting to spill from your eyes. You fist your hands into your hair and let out an angry scream. “How fucking could she?”

You double over onto the floor like you’ve been punched in the stomach. You’re pretty sure a punch would hurt less than this betrayal of trust from a person you thought was your friend. You continue to cry and scream, pounding your fists against the carpeted floor. You’re grateful that nobody lives below you.

You stop crying when you hear the sound of your phone ringing in your bedroom. You pick yourself up off of the floor and sulk to your room, a whole new wave of tears coming over you when you see that it’s Tom who’s calling.

“I’m so sorry,” you sob into the phone, trying to control your voice the best you can. “Tommy, I’m so sorry.”

“Shh,” he says and even though you feel like the world is falling apart, his voice still manages to comfort you.

“I didn’t know she would,” you take a deep shaky breath. “I don’t know why…”

“That doesn’t matter right now,” he says. “It happened and now we have to do some damage control. I wanted to make sure you’re okay.”

“Well, I’m not okay.”

He sighs. “I mean, like, I wanted to make sure she didn’t have a knife to you or something.”

“She doesn’t. I can’t even find her. She’s not in the apartment.”

“You need to get out of there,” he advises. “I don’t want there to be a confrontation between you two. Go to a coffee shop or a park or something. Just get out of the apartment before she gets back.”

You put Tom on speakerphone as you get ready to leave.

“How do we do damage control?” you ask.

“I’ll take care of it,” he says. “I’m going to talk to everyone I know and see what they think I should do because babe, I know it might sound like I know what I’m doing, but I totally don’t. I’ve never had to deal with anything like this before and I want to get advice on what to do.”

“So what do I do?”

“I need you to wait,” he says. “Don’t reply to anything yet. I’ll text you as soon as I figure out what to do.”

“Fuck, Tom, I’m so sorry.”

“It’s not your fault so stop apologizing. Lay low for a little bit. I’ll send you a message as soon as I come up with a plan.”

“Okay,” you say. “I can do that.”

“Good.” You can hear him smile through the phone despite the stressful situation. “I’ll talk to you later.”

You hang up the phone and dry your eyes off with the sleeves on your shirt. You grab your phone charger, apartment keys, and bag before heading out the door. Your feet lead you to a little coffee place not too far away and you sit at a table in the back, attempting to distract yourself with games on your phone as you impatiently wait for Tom’s message.

What do you think about joining me for the movie premiere on Monday?

Your fingers dance across your phone screen as you write back your reply of: That’s the plan you’ve come up with?

Will you or won’t you? Harrison’s already arranged for an Uber to pick you up and drive you to the airport and if we don’t cancel it within the next minute they’ll still charge him.

Yes, you type back. Yes. I’ll go with you.

Good. See you tonight, love.

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#tom holland #tom holland x reader #tom holland smut #tom holland fanfiction #marvel smut #marvel x reader

[skyeedom]

Tony(groggy): Steve…? Steve: Shh, go back to sleep, Tony. Supposedly super quick color sketch to make watercoloring easier. Neither quick, nor finished, but it’s still 6/16 in some parts of the world. Happy 616 day! Also, how to hair? I have no idea. So, I wanted to draw something fluffy. But then it came to the point of deciding on their clothes. And since Civil War II was the first Marvel comic I’ve ever read (because David Marquez?!), I thought why not. Harmless, right? Well… I did a plot twist on myself? I should have drawn them naked instead. But I do love angst, too… 🤔 I’m obviously fairly new to Marvel comics and the timeline. Everything I know is from laireshi’s work. Seriously. Please read everything they’ve written (I’m not sure if there’s any 616 Tony fan who actually hasn’t…) They’re absolute masterpieces; I never knew you could fall so much in love with a fictional character, but laireshi’s Tony Stark is worship material. I’m still taking my sweet time. ~60% to go, maybe? Hopefully more? But probably less. Pardon me, it’s 5 am and I tend to ramble when I’m tired. I’d go on with the hymn of praise for laireshi. Because I just can’t be thankful enough for all their work. For sharing their love for Tony and I’ve discovered a whole new world with the comics. I’ll stop. For now. Back to the drawing and to MCU fans: In case you haven’t read what happens after Civil War II or somehow managed to stay away from all of that…congrats. Enjoy the fluff! Come join the dark side.

#capim616day #tony stark #steve rogers #fanart #616 #Marvel #art #iron man #captain america #hydra cap #Earth 616 #stony #superhusbands #skyeedom #my art

[mythicallyyours]

I'm a gmm fan who likes to draw Rhett and Link. However, I hardly see any fanfiction or oneshots or head cannons for the drawing or painting artists. If you have a little time could you write a lil piece with some whimsy for the mythical Beast artists? ☺

Hello anon! Your request intrigues me, most of the artist mythical beasts I know may feel the same in the fan fiction world. Also, many of those artists have been recognized by Rhett and Link *even in their Book of Mythicality* 

Hmm, whimsy. Magic can be whimsy, can't it?

Hope this is something you were looking for, nonny. Have a marvelous day and keep drawing our boys.

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"Oh god, oh god! How!? Wha!?" You whispered as your room seemed to explode in a shimmery light.

The room shook as you dove into your closet just incase it was an earthquake. Then it went still. You peeked out, and covered your mouth to hide your gasp.

They were standing beside your desk, big as life. Rhett and Link, both looked about your room bewildered.

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Link licked his lips, "Uh, what did you do?"

Rhett frowned as he stepped over a backpack, "Me? What makes you think I did this?"

Link crossed his arms, "Look man, your pranking has gone too far this time. Did you drug me?"

Rhett rolled his eyes, "No! I'm not that heartless. Food poisoning, were hallucinating from that shady taco stand Josh suggested."

Link shook his head, "I don't feel sick, what the crap happened?"

Rhett leaned over on the desk, "I haven't a clue. But it appears we are in someone's room. Maybe a girl."

Link stared at the stuffed animal collection organized on the shelves, "Definitely a girl. Were we kidnapped?"

Rhett shook his head, "I doubt it. Hey look, she's an artist. Pretty good one too she drew us. Hey! She has a gmm hoodie, she's probably a Mythical Beast."Link stepped over her side table,  "There's our book. Definitely a Mythical Beast."

Rhett placed his hands on his hips, "Well, that's good to know."

Link picked up the sketchbook, "Drawn wearing the same outfits we had on today...how would she know?"

Rhett scratched his beard, "Psychic spy mythical beast in training?"

Link ran his fingers over the leather cover, "This looks old, like Victorian old. Maybe it's magic."

Rhett's eyes narrowed, "Maybe she's a witch?"

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As the duo continued to voice their opinions, frustrations, ideas about what had happened, you slowly moved to the corner of your closet, to get a better view of the two men bumbling about your room. As much as you enjoyed their daily show, you didn't want them to see you. Mostly because you weren't the most socially engaging person on the planet. Plus they were not happy, and they were fairly gigantic. 

Rhett kept getting his head caught up in your decorative lights and Link nearly hit the floor over your book case. They looked so much smaller online.

As you shifted to the corner, your foot thumped against the wall and the room went quiet.

Rhett shushed Link, "Shh, hey, did you hear that?"

Link lowered his voice, "Yeah, maybe she has a cat."

Rhett groaned, "I hate cats. It came from the closet."

You frantically looked around to find something to hide under. 

Links voice got closer, "Wanna check it out?"

Rhett joined him, "Might as well." The handle jiggled upon contact, "3,2,1."

The door flung open.You froze under the open sleeping bag you had covered yourself with.

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Link moved a few of the hanging clothes, "Here, kitty..."

Rhett elbowed Link and pointed down at a lump under the sleeping bag, "I don't see anything."

Link reached for the top of the sleeping bag, "Me either." He yanked off the sleeping bag and grabbed your foot, "Ah ha! Gotcha!"

You screamed and bolted away.

Your scream was joined with two more screams from Rhett and Link, "Aaaaagh!"

The duo slammed the door and fell on top of each other in a pile of arms and legs with a thud.

Rhett groaned, "Oooh my back...ugh."

Links eyes remained wide as he searched the room trying to catch his breath, "T-there's a-a girl in t-there.."

Rhett shifted to his knees and held his lower back, "Yeah, I could tell by the shriek. Definitely female."

Link pushed his glasses back up on his face, "Gosh, I almost had a heart attack. I-I grabbed her foot, I thought it was the cat."

Rhett reached for the door, "Well, we can't leave her in there in the dark."

The door opened again allowing light into the closet.

Link crawled back towards the closet, "Hello? A-are you alright?"

He pushed back the hanging clothes to let some light in, "Sorry we scared you, but you scared us too."

Rhett chuckled, "Yeah, we're old, brittle and startle easily."

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 You were curled into a ball in the corner holding your hands over your ears sniffling back tears when the light hit you.

Links expression softened into a small smile when you made eye contact with him, "There you are. You alright?"

Your eyes shifted to Rhett who was staring at you. His large greyish green eyes expressed equal parts curiosity and warmth, "She looks pretty shaken."

Link pushes up his glasses, "What's your name, mythical beast?"

You shook your head.

Rhett tipped his head, "Why don't you come out of there?"

You shook your head again and swallowed the lump in your throat.

Link reached for you, "I'm sosorry I grabbed you like that. Hope your not hurt."

Your eyes followed his hand as it neared your shoulder and you recoiled.

Regardless of your apprehension, Links large palm gently cupped your shoulder and gave it a light steady squeeze, "Easy now, don't be alarmed." 

Rhett bent down with his hands resting on his knees, "I don't think you hurt her, Bo. Just scared her speechless." 

Link looked about the room, "Is your name Aria? It's written in your art book."

You nodded, "I-I'm Aria."

Link motioned with his palm, "Come on out, Aria. Its okay. You know we thought you were a cat at first."

Rhett chuckled, "I'm glad you're not a cat."

You shifted to your knees, "M-me too.."

The duo chuckled.Link grasped you by the arm helping you up, "Up and out." 

Rhett sat in the art desk chair, "So, Why were you in the closet?"

You pointed at your sketchbook, "I-I thought there was a-an earth quake and the book sort of exploded like fireworks."

Link scratched his head "Exploded? It looks fine to me."

Rhett clapped his hands together and shouted, "Magic! It has to be magic."

The sudden movement caused you to jump.

Link reached for the book, "It could be, it looks really old maybe? Aria?"

The duo glanced at you, seemingly shocked that you were several feet away.

They looked at each other.Rhett cleared his throat, "Uh, you okay?"

Your lip quivered, "I-I'm sorry. If I-I'd known you'd b-be zapped here b-because of a drawing, I-I wouldn't h-have t-touched it. P-please d-don't be angry at me."

Link tipped his head, "Hey, hey, it's alright. We're not mad, just befuddled. Come on over here. Don't be shy."

Rhett flipped thru the book, "Maybe drawing us again would put us back where we are?"

Link kept a hand on your shoulder, "That would be worth a try. Could you do that, Aria?"

You raised an eyebrow, "What if you get cloned?"

Rhett frowned, "Oh, good point. Well, we were in our offices when we got zapped here, maybe draw us in there?"

Link locked eyes with you, "Do you know what our office looks like?"

"I-I may have a reference photo. I-I could try and draw your office around in the background."

Rhett nodded, "Yeah, yeah, I'm up for that! Try that."

An hour later, you were sketching the basics of Rhett and Links office while the dynamic duo occupied your couch and your bean bag pillow. You had given them a bag of Doritos and a 2 liter of mellow yellow to snack on and put on a movie for them to watch while you worked; An American Tail.

It was unnerving having an audience in the room while you drew, but Rhett and Link were friendly and didn't seem to be unhappy as you did your best to make them comfortable. They stirred up conversation, but you couldn't always find words to speak in response. Words were always hard, but now in the presence of people you actually admired and liked, it was harder.

Another 30 minutes passed and you were finishing up the details of their office when Link crouched beside you with an arm around you, "How's it coming?"

You nodded, "A-almost done."

Rhett appeared above you, "Wow, you don't leave out any detail do you? That's awesome!"

Link laughed, "I bet Stevie has had a cow trying to figure out where we disappeared to. It was kind of nice to have a few hours to relax a little. Thanks to our hostess."

Rhett nodded, "I even took a little nap during the movie."

You erased a smudge, "I-i think I'm done. I'm not sure how it works with you guys getting back home."

Link spun your chair around so you were facing them, "Hey, believe it or not we needed a little magical trip today."

Rhett took a knee, "Just sitting back, snacking and drinking a little mellow yellow was a treat. I had a good time. Just be careful what you draw in that book."

Link pushed up his glasses, "Actually, If you could zap us out of a nasty taste test we have next week, I wouldn't be upset at all."

Rhett laughed, "Right, that would be great; just kidding."

The book began to have a soft  iridescent glow and you sighed, "Well, goodbye."

Link pulled you into a quick tight hug, "If you're ever in Burbank, look us up."

Rhett gave you a warm side hug, "We'll return the hospitality."

The room shook as light blew up from the page of the journal. The duo faded from view like fog in the daylight leaving you alone in your art room.It all could have been a dream, except for the drawing in your journal had changed cause Rhett and Link were holding up Barbra and Jade their dogs waving at you with smiles.It was real.