#Dear lord I'm a bit rusty

[natasha-in-space]

Okay, okay, but can we talk about the implications of the RFA preparing us these gingerbread cookies? I know they made it look all neat and tidy for us (Saeran and Jumin wouldn't have it any other way), but there is definitely a story of a completely destroyed kitchen behind them.

I can see it going two ways: Either they each made a cookie individually, or they mitigated responsibilities between one another. For the sake of this being funnier, let's go with the first option!

Yoosung is likely to take a few attempts to complete his cookie. Not because he is bad at it (he was forced to help out making gingerbread cookies with his family almost every Christmas), but because he wants to make it perfect! After all, it's for their party coordinator! And he wants to impress you! Overall, he does a clean enough job, and his cookie turns out in a way that leaves him proud. If only Saeyoung didn't prank him once or twice in the process, that redheaded rascal!

Zen will definitely need some help. I'm sorry, I know he can cook and he is willing to learn for you, but as of now, he is rusty as heck. Surviving on nothing but salads, beer, and occasional snacks will not turn him into a good baker. He will try to follow the recipe, but he will either end up messing up, or he'll get all huffy about the cookie not looking right, and not representing his true beauty. He wants his cookie to be as handsome as he is! (Jaehee will enthusiastically agree to this statement) Actually, I can see Jaehee being the one to help him out. Maybe even in secret from everyone else, so he wouldn't get teased about it. Plus, Jaehee is just as motivated to make this cookie perfect!

Speaking of Jaehee, just like with everything else she does, she will do her job quickly and perfectly. No fuss, no muss. She'll be very clean about it too. It's like she wasn't even there in the kitchen. I don't even have much to say about her, because she's just too responsible and diligent for her own good. No silly gags, just a perfectly baked delicious cookie. She'll be very proud of it, too. Make sure to compliment her! She'll get all giggly about it for sure.

Jumin is... He can bake. In fact, he is a very good baker due to his natural ability to follow given instructions precisely. But, the problem with Jumin isn't that he can't cook or bake, as it's often assumed, it's that he gets too damn curious for his own good. He is like a cat. A creature of curiosity. Will try doing different techniques and adding new things, just to see what will turn out. He finds baking to be like a science and is captivated by it. Everyone in the RFA are horrified. It's like watching the ticking bomb go off. Everyone except for Jihyun. That man is just chuckling away in the corner and occasionally poking fun at his friend, because he knew it would end up that way. Although he will have to step in, once Jumin decides to try something a bit too crazy. Can't have their party coordinator shocked in a not so pleasant way! Jumin will still present you with an entire collection of gingerbread cookies later, though. He's too proud not to. What an absolute dork.

Speaking of Jihyun, I don't know why, but I always pictured him as a pretty bad cook and baker. I don't have any canon evidence for it, this is just pure headcanon territory. He will try. Dear Lord, he will try his absolute best for you. But, his gingerbread cookies will turn out looking just as sad and skrunkly as he is. It's like a curse. He might just come to terms with his cookie looking as miserable as ever, but I like to imagine Yoosung helping him out in the end! Just because I'd like to see them bond in a cute and happy way for once. Who knows, maybe this will become a new tradition of theirs! Yoosung teaching Jihyun an art of cooking and baking. And, I think Jihyun really does view it as an art. Then again, his artistic nature can make even the most mundane of things into a beautiful metaphor for something. He just needs someone by his side to watch out for any smoke.

Saeran is one step behind Jaehee when it comes to getting the job done. He's a bit more messy, because he likes to have fun while baking (especially when he's preparing something for you), and he will definitely prepare a good batch of different variations, before he decides on the final one. Funny thing about Saeran is that the kitchen will be squeaky clean, but he will be covered in flour, frosting, and other things. He doesn't know how it happened. No one does. But, it does give his brother some opportunities for playful teasing. Much to Saeran's exasperation (but there is a smile on his face as he huffs and puffs at Saeyoung's jokes, and it melts his twin's heart for sure). Also, he will prepare gingerbread cookies for Ray and Suit, but will leave them to give those two to you later in person. These are special.

And, last but not least, we have the final boss. The one who turns a cute idea to surprise you into a raging disaster. The man behind the slaughter. Saeyoung Choi. Boy, oh boy. It's true that no one wanted to allow him to bake. Everyone was aware of what was to come. But, once they saw that painfully familiar sparkle of inspiration in those golden eyes of his? That wicked grin that just screamed of mischief? His numerous babbles in the chatroom about 101 facts regarding gingerbread cookies? It was obvious. There was no going back. Only forward. He would bake that cookie with or without them. And, Saeran would much rather be nearby if something caught on fire. The cookie you see on the plate is adorable. It's perfect. Tasty. But, there is a story of true terror behind it. Dozens of fallen gingerbread cookies, lost at the hands of a mad redheaded genuis who was having way too much fun mixing ingredients that should never be mixed. How in the world did he get flour onto the ceiling? No one knows. Why is there a batch of Dr Pepper flavored cookies laying on the counter? Why, that's another mystery added to the pile. Did he create some kind of ungodly invention or a full on robo-arm to make cookies for him? Ask Vanderwood for that.

#mystic messenger #mysmes #mysme #mm #yoosung kim #zen ryu #mystic messenger zen #jaehee kang #jumin han #saeyoung choi #mystic messenger 707 #jihyun kim #mystic messenger v #saeran choi #ge saeran #i have no idea what this is i just wanted to write up my thoughts lmao #i love silly chaos

[askzanequestions]

It’s me, ya boi, with some drawing time(s new roman). Welcome to the first day of Inktober! (Totally forgot that today was October first, and furthermore, I forgot how long it takes me to draw in full detail).

I’m following @slylock-syl‘s Inktober template which can be found here.

Today’s theme was “Demon” and I think I might stick to a general Undertale character theme as well, so I decided to draw Jevil being all horrifying, since he’s a HELL of a fight. Yes, I know that was bad. Happy first day of Spook Month and Happy New Spook Year. Here’s to 364 more days of October.

-Zane

P.S will reblog later with a link to a speed paint I recorded.

#SylInktober2020 #inktober 2020 #inktober #Jevil #Deltarune #Jevil Fight #AskZaneQuestions #EnderKingDubs #Slylock-Syl #Slylock-Syl Inktober #Slylock-Syl Inktober 2020 #AskZaneQuestions Inktober 2020 #Dear lord I'm a bit rusty #Gloves are my nemesis #What even is that tongue? #He do be lookin scary doe

[the-illiterate-pirate]

Something I've been working on for the art exchange! Enjoy some Wamuu lovin

Love Machine

Don't mind me just slapping another damn song I've never heard on to a fic because I feel like it works

Notes: NSFW, size kink, blow jobs, penetration, pain, I don't think I've written in a month and a half and I feel rusty

But tonight was a bit different. Tonight you were allowed into Lord Wamuu's bed chamber. It was his sudden wish to lay you. It didn't scare you as much as it excited you. Wamuu was as gentle as the Pillarmen came. He was respectful. With Kars and Esidisi they wanted nothing to do with such animalistic things. But Wamuu seemed to take a special interest in you, though. You were so much smaller. How your clothes fit against your curves, and how he could hold you so easily in his meaty arms, it all excited him like nothing else. So he took this opportunity with you.

You were selected as a sacrifice to the Pillarmen. A peace offering to the god-like beings to stop their attacks on your old village. At first you were only worried about a painful death, but the Pillarmen proved to have some hidden kindness towards you. You were but a lowly human to these demigods, but they dressed you in fine silk and gold and praised as a cute pet. A bit demeaning. But admittedly, the attention was nice.

Your soft hand worked against his standing member, with the gentle flicks of your wist you pumped him slowly. He didn't make a sound, but the way his eyes had glazed over during your labor, how his length throbbed in your palm so hotly, you knew he enjoyed it. Your clansmen weren't lying when they warned how these deities were larger than life. Wamuu's size was incredible, in every aspect. His cock was thick enough to make your jaw ache just thinking about taking it into your mouth. But you would try. You could only fit the head of his dick in your mouth, so you suckled and licked at his slit while your hand massaged the prominent vein in his length. "Mmmh......ngh.."

When Wamuu finally let out a sigh it fell on your ear sweetly like a birds song. His voice was unearthly, and it set a new fire to your loins. You could taste the precum leaking on your tongue, but before you could coax anymore out, Wamuu's large hand took a hold on your hair and pulled you away from his member.

"Enough." He said, soft and deep.

"I apologize, My Lord. Was it not to your liking?" You took the moment to wipe away your drool and his fluids from your chin. "The contrary... I want to take this farther." You felt weightless when he suddenly picked you up to settle you in his lap. It felt nice to be surrounded by his warmth as he held you. It set your mind buzzing, thinking only of him and his hot lips kissing at your neck.

God, his fingers were so much thicker than yours. No practice with your own fingers could help you with his monstrous size. But maybe his could. One of his fingers felt like two of yours, pressing against your insides with his callouses adding sensation. It was like being sent into the clouds. He took his fingers out before you could break your high, though.

"I'm so happy to be here with you, My Lord. And I'm honored to be your first." You spoke against his lips.

"Please, call me Wamuu." He kissed back bruising your mouth.

"Then Wamuu... Let me take care of you."

Gently, you pushed him down to settle back into his sheets. You breathed deeply while you prepared to take him whole, using your own slick and his cum to wet his length until it shone in the dim light. He watched you with admiration in his eye, but he couldn't help but tease you once he noticed the worry in your shaking arms. "Are you afraid, my dear?" "Not at all," You huffed with a pat at his massive chest.

Without a further ado you sunk on to his cock. And good gods that was a horrible mistake. Wamuu's size tore you apart from the inside, and it was barely half way in.

"Try to relax, dear." His hands came up to hold your small waist. He held you softly, he cupped your chest in his hands and he spoke more caring words of encouragement while you became a whining mess in his lap.

"Don't force yourself to the point of breaking... We can take all night if it needs to be done. Pace yourself."

Wamuu still held you close, still massaging your thighs and adding gentle touches to help you feel better. You tried to use his advice, taking inch by inch so slowly as your hole stretched to accommodate him all. You felt full and sick, but in a strange way you enjoyed this feeling. Like being lighter than air. In some time you finally took his final inch and collapsed into his chest, and he let you stay there while he brushed your hair.

"Such a strange and brave little thing, taking all of me so well," He bent down to kiss your sweaty crown. "Although I do think it's amusing to see a member of the Hamon tribe already so breathless."

"S..Shush." Wamuu only chuckled, the vibration pushing against your hot cheek. "Shall I take it from here, Dear?"

"Pleeaaase." The pleading face you made was cute, he thought.

The first thrust in with his help made your legs fell numb. But against your bitten whines and his concern you begged him to keep you moving.

He guided your hips up and down, every push down squeezed out pathetic noises from your throat. His cock head hit against something inside you so constantly it drove you crazy. Your nails drove into the tanned skin of his chest, but Wammu thrived in the sharp pain you gave him. In a strange twist of fate this human was inflicting this pain on him. While his breathing deepened, his hips began to meet yours in the air in forceful thrusts. He watched in a trance how you took all of him, how that lump showing in your stomach moved in time with his dick being forced into you. Your breathy moans echoed in the room with your sounds of love making. He could tell in the pitch of your voice how close you were getting. He wanted to see you unravel, and watch you writhe and cry his name more.

You weren't doing any better than before. Except now that dull ache was replaced with an overwhelming pleasure as Wammu drove deeper into you, hitting against every crevice and sensitive button. You would sob if you weren't terrified of anyone else hearing you, but the blond egged you on, humping into you and setting your insides on fire.

"Don't silence yourself. Let my masters hear what I'm doing to you."

And you snapped, "Oh, W-Wamuu! Gods, yesss~!" His head flung back in extasy as your walls clamped down on him in your release. As you caught your breath, he watched you silently. Wamuu didn't think he'd ever seen anything prettier than you, sweating and shaking. He kept you close as you collapsed into his chest for the last time that night. You were cuddled close, still connected with him inside you, but it was ignored in favor for hip rubs. It was worrying, but Wamuu disregarded your anxieties and shut you silent with a wet kiss. "Just relax dear... I'm fine enjoying you just like this."

"B-But, you said that we could go all night if we needed to, right?"

"I suppose I did," He said, golden eyes widening. "Are you sure that'll be okay?"

"Yes! Please use me more!" You turned him over in a quick move so he could loom over you. He was even more sinister from this angle, but that sweet look on his face betrayed any intimidation.

"Then we can do just that." He smiled sweetly, before starting your second round.

#hhhhhhh #jjba wamuu #wamuu x reader #jjba x reader #steamy writing #jojo no kimyou na bouken #jjba #battle tendency

[luwritesomething]

FANDOMS !!

hi, hello!! here will be listed the fandoms i'm into by alphabetical number. i think I'm not forgetting anyone but this post will be continually updated for i enter a lot of fandoms every month i guess.

under the fandoms marked with a dot [ • ] will be listed the characters i write for. the ones marked like this [ example ] are problematic character i've written about and most likely won't keep writing about. also do have in mind i'm talking about characters here, not the actors/actress that portray them. all being said, here we go!

last updated: 27/03/23

- Alice in Borderland  • ( chishiya shuntaro, kuina hikari, ginji kyuma )

- Agents of Shield.

- Beetlejuice: The Musical.

- DC Comics.  • ( damian wayne, jason todd, dick grayson, tim drake, roy harper, gar logan, wally west. )

- Dead Poets Society.  • ( charlie dalton )

- Derry Girls

- Deadly Class.  • ( marcus lópez argüello )

- Dear Evan Hansen.  • ( connor murphy )

- Diary of a Wimpy Kid. ( rodrick heffley )

- Friends.  • ( chandler bing, joey tribbiani )

- Grease.  • ( kenickie murdoch )

- Hamilton: The Musical.

- Harry Potter: see Wizarding World. 

- Heathers.

- IT.

- Marve / X-Men.  • ( peter parker, harry osborn, alex summers )

- Miraculous Ladybug.

- Modern Family.

- Monster High.

- Moulin Rougue. • ( christian )

- Outer Banks.  • ( jj maybank, rafe cameron, topper thornton )

- Panic.  • ( dodge mason)

- Percy Jackson.

- Powerpuff Girls ( & Rowdyruff )  • ( both the powerpuff and the rowdyruff tbh )

- Riverdale.  • ( fp jones )

- Rumble Fish.  • ( rusty james)

- Scream.  • ( billy loomis, stu macher, randy meeks, tatum riley, sidney prescott, mickey altieri, kirby reid, chad meeks-martin, mindy meeks-martin, tara carpenter, anika kayoko, laura crane )

- Six.

- Supernatural.  • ( dean winchester, sam winchester. ONLY FROM SEASON 1 TO SEASON 7, AND ALTERNATIVE UNIVERSES )

- Stand By Me.  • ( chris chambers )

- Star Wars.  • ( anakin skywalker, luke skywalker, han solo, poe dameron )

- Stranger Things.  • ( steve harrington, robin buckley, eddie munson )

- Tomb Raider.

- The Breakfast Club.

- The Folk of the Air.  • ( cardan greenbriar )

- The Hobbit.  • ( legolas, kili )

- The Hunger Games.  • ( finnick odair, peeta mellark )

- The Lord of the Rings.  • ( aragorn, legolas)

- The Office.  • ( jim halpert )

- The Outsiders.  • ( dallas winston, sodapop curtis, curly sheppard, two-bit matthews )

- The Society.

- The 100.

- Uncharted.

- Wednesday.  • ( xavier thorpe, wednesday addams, bianca barclay, tyler galpin, ajax petropolus )

- Winx.

- Wizarding World.  • ( sirius black, james potter, remus lupin, regulus black, peter pettigrew, george weasley, draco malfoy, james sirius potter, teddy lupin )

- West Side Story.  • ( balkan, riff )

#robin #damian wayne #dc comics #riff west side story #connor murphy #dear evan hansen #balkan west side story #the society #the 100 #marvel #x-men #alex summers #panic #dodge mason #nightwing #dick grayson #jason todd #red hood #red robin #gar logan #peter parker #marcus lopez arguello #rodrick heffley #the outsiders #dallas winston #rumble fish #jj maybank #wizarding world #fanfics #one shots

[darkacademicfrom2021]

The Dark Team (part 5 S2)

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Warnings: abductions, kidnapping, forced unconsciousness, electroshocks (non explicit).

A/N: Listen. Listen. The chronologies... we already knew those were weird in this story and we accepted that. Now, we have to also accept the whole multiverse thingy being even more weird, because, yes, I'm mentioning OSCORP. Let's deal with it like mature people *screams into abyss of no return*.

“Your dirty little secret? Oh, come on. You gotta be kidding!”, exclaimed Steve, slamming the table. He immediately looked at you, “I’m sorry”.

He said sorry because it was three in the morning, Narfi was sound asleep and you all kept bickering about the coded message. You had peeped in your room several times, only to find, the first two times, Loki and your son reading in silence, each his own book, both neatly tucked under the same weighted blanket and Narfi's head resting on his father's shoulder. The third time, Narfi was asleep and Loki kept reading. The fourth, Narfi was all alone in the king-sized bed and Loki wasn't there. But he hadn't joined the meeting either.

Nobody could figure out what the dirty little secret was, and they all thought it was something Tony did. Like, you know, selling weapons.

“It’s okay, Steve. Listen, this is getting nowhere. And Loki should be here by now, where did you send him?”.

“I didn’t send him, he just… he said he needed to do something that had something to do with… could he have mentioned an old tutor?”, said Bucky, and you furrowed your brows.

“Is he in Asgard, now?”.

“I guess”.

You took your phone out, and tried to call him again, but he didn’t answer. There wasn't any phone signal in Asgard. Why would he go in there without saying anything?

“Look, all I’m saying is, the message was through JARVIS, and you’re the one with the most filthy secrets in here”, said Thor.

“Are you serious?”, spat Tony, pointing at Bucky. “This one was a hydra assassin”, pointing at Natasha “this one is an assassin”, pointing at Thor “we have no idea what’s going on with your thousand and half long life”, and finally pointing at you “there are no records whatsoever of anything you’ve done before my internship. So, no. I’m not the only one with the dirty secrets here. And, by the way, they’re dirty but public”.

“Yes. The billions you’ve won by selling weapons are very well known”.

“Shut your mouth”.

“Listen, this will get us nowhere. We could be in danger if we don't do something about this so if anyone is under any little suspicion of what a dirty secret they could be cultivating, this is the time to say it", you mediated, still calling Loki and getting directly to the voicemail.

"What could we possibly be having, Y/n?", asked Bruce tiredly.

"Any weird and innovative lab experiment? Something that could be used as a weapon? A disease? A cure? A mutation? Anything?", and you stopped on your words immediately. "Oh, no". As you opened your eyes widely, about to run to Narfi's room, Loki picked up the phone and you put it on speaker, pausing your fear. "Love! Where are you?".

Silence. Silence in the whole room, and a flickering light kind of sound. And then the unmistakable sound of a bad microphone on the other line, white noises, whispers to which you couldn't figure out the words.

"It's easy, really", said a rusty voice from the other side of the line. Everyone put on their best panic faces. You could feel your heartbeat on your throat. Not again. Not goddamn again, someone kidnapped one of you. This wasn't the kind of mission you wanted to join to get back on your feet. "You give us what we want, Mr. Stark, and we give you the man".

You looked at Tony and he huffed in frustration. He opened his mouth to speak, but on the background of the call you could hear Loki's unimpressed voice,

"The God. I'm not a man".

"Loki, are you okay? Can you hear me? Where are you?", you tried.

"I'm okay. These idiots think that they can…", he began saying, but a buzzing noise cut him off, along with a muffled screaming and something you figured was an electroshock took him out of the conversation.

"What do you want?", asked Stark. "Who are you?".

"We want money, Mr. Stark. A lot of it, to found our project", explained the voice. "And the other thing we need for the project. We could do with this one, but I'm sure you could give us a better sample".

"What is he talking about, Tony?".

"You think you can be more specific, dear?", asked Tony, losing his patience.

"Imagine a supersoldier, a superior being like that, but with ice powers, Mr. Stark. A man that's a mortal weapon itself", explained the kidnapper. "This one is particularly alright. But we will need a lot of him".

"What are you saying?".

"The frost giant. We want his blood".

They cut the conversation and Bucky grabbed your shoulder as you began to panic.

"Y/n, before jumping to this mission you should leave Narfi with someone strong enough to protect him", intervened Thor. You looked at him and sighed.

"Fine. Loki can't hear a word of this, alright?".

"Let it in my hands. I'll also ask Heimdall", he assured you and you squeezed his hand.

"Thank you", you told him, and traced the call. You did it in a few minutes and walked to Narfi’s room, to tell him where he would go. You wondered how you’d keep him calm. Usually Loki is the one that brought calmness to the situations, and this time around you had to be the one to keep calm and manage it all. You also wondered if he was capable of escaping on his own or if the kidnappers knew who they were dealing with and got him too restrained to run. Electroshocks. Loki’s weakness (anyone’s, really), so you guessed they knew better.

You knocked on Narfi’s door and he let you in with a flick of his wrist. Purple lights around the door made it disappear and he shifted his expressions from panic to disappointment really quickly.

“I’m so sorry, I…”, he began, but you walked hurriedly to him.

“Don’t worry about it, Narfi. Listen”, you said, and kneeled in front of him to reach his own height. You grabbed his tiny hand, and he paid close attention. “Daddy’s in trouble, and uncle Buck and I are going to help him come back home, alright? He’s fine, you don’t need to worry”, you explained the best you could.

“Can I come with, please, please? Daddy taught me things that could be useful, please?”.

“Don’t you wanna go with grandma, better?”, you smiled at him, hoping he’d accept and you wouldn’t have to take him against his wishes, “come on, darling, she wants to teach you some new tricks”.

Narfi smiled at those words and you sighed in relief.

“How long are you gonna take?”.

“I’m not sure. Couple of days at most”.

“Is daddy on a mission?”.

“Yeah”.

“Is he winning?”.

“I’m sure he is”.

“Is he cutting people with his new dagger?”.

“What do you mean new dag… wait, no, he’s not… hurting anyone, alright? Just… pack your things”.

“I hope he someday teaches me to throw knives like him”.

“Pack your toothbrush!”, you said from the door, and whispered to yourself, “dear Lord, I’m not letting Loki train at his sight again”.

As you left his room for him to get ready, you hurried your steps to meet the team. You tripped and fell over with someone’s leg. When you got up, hurting from the hit, you realized you tripped over Steve’s unconscious body. Looking around, the whole team seemed to have passed out completely.

“JARVIS!”, you called, your voice less calm than you would’ve liked to.

“Yes, Mx. Y/n?”.

“‘Yes, Mx. Y/n?’ What the hell happened here? Take their vitals!”, you rushed to Tony’s side and took his pulse. He seemed asleep. Just in case, you covered your nose and mouth with your sleeve.

“According to my database, they all seem to be in perfect condition. There might be some sort of a substance in the air. Should I alert Mr. Laufeyson as he comes back?”.

“Oh, God”, you realized.

Narfi.

You ran up to his room, knocking everything on your way to him. But as you didn’t even need to open an invisible door, you realized he wasn’t there. The room was completely empty.

Half an hour passed, and in the middle you ran all the way around the Tower, trying to unsuccessfully find your son hiding somewhere. But no, you were sure. You had already some theory of what could’ve happened to him and where he could be. And you didn’t like that idea at all. Oh, no. You much rather the Allfather keeping him forever than the alternative.

You poured a bit of the chemical mix you managed to prepare despite your trembling hands on the room’s vaporizer, and everyone began slowly recovering consciousness. Tony coughed up a blue liquid, and looked at it without much clue of what happened.

“Amitriptyline”, you told him, and he furrowed his brows. “In this dosage can make saliva blue, besides urine”, you explained what he hadn’t asked.

“But what for? I’m not depressed”.

“It’s for blocking whatever you’ve been given to get passed out. I know their tricks”, you vaguely explained, but, in all honesty, you really did not want to explain why you knew antidepressants blocked the effects of that substance.

“Their? What just happened?”.

“Where is my brother?!”, beamed Thor, ready to guilt him on it.

“This is not on Loki”, you said, taking a notepad out of your pocket and scribbling down some things while Bucky, Steve, Sam, Tony and Natasha got up and approached you cautiously. Thor began looking up, still trying to figure out if there was any of his brother’s magic involved. “They took Narfi. We have to act quickly, alright?”.

“Oh God, you’re not serious”, said Bucky, lowering his voice.

“They said… they said they wanted Loki’s blood”, recalled Natasha. “Loki’s blood, his heir. Not his actual blood”, she realized. You nodded.

“They want to mix human DNA with Jötun DNA and do that weird icy supersoldier mix, that terrible idea. That’s why they wanted Loki, to get his pure Jötun cells, and then get Narfi, to see how the chromosome pairs work. They want to experiment with my child”, you blurted out with your heart on your chest. “This, this right now, is an important mission. So we all better do this right now”.

“Wait, so what’s your plan of approach? Go to whatever place you think they are and go get them?”, said Steve. “I know you’re stressed and you have every right to be, but think. We need a plan”.

“We don’t need a plan, we need action, right now”, you said, unrecognizable words coming out of your mouth.

“Y/n”, mediated Tony. “Listen. We’ll figure it out. Rest of the team, to my office. You stay here and do not move even a hair, you hear me? You’re in no condition to get on board with this. Let us do this and you can help from a distance”.

“No way. There is no way you’re leaving me out of rescuing my own son”.

“Exactly because it’s your kid we’re talking about. Listen, a surgeon can’t operate on their own child. No, no. Don’t argue with me. Close your mouth. Barnes, make sure they don’t do anything stupid, wouldn’t you?”.

And with that, he left.

You and Bucky stayed in silence for about ten seconds, fidgeting with the notepad you had in between your fingers, ready to tear it to pieces out of anxiousness. After that, you said,

“Rescuing my child is not doing something stupid, right?”.

He shrugged and huffed out.

“I guess not. What’s your plan?”.

“Where would you go if you were a kidnapper with a very important child to perform very illegal experiments?”.

“I… don’t know”.

“I do”.

“What?”.

“Remember when you asked what my major was?”.

“Yes...?”.

“I… well, before the stark internship I worked in a very… odd place, it made experiments. Genetic experiments. The famous OSCORP, you know the place. They were the ones doing all the spider shit and Peter got bit by a spider in there. I worked there, and there was something that… never added up. The experiments grew worse and worse, more immoral, more dangerous. I couldn’t take them anymore and I left without leaving a trace of me in the public eye. Or so I thought”.

“You think your kid might be in OSCORP?”.

“I’m afraid so”.

“No more waiting then, let’s get the motorbike”.

“Shouldn’t we alert the team?”.

“What, so they can go by themselves, without you, without a plan and without your knowledge about that place? Besides, Loki is already in there, right?”.

“You’re the voice of reason, sometimes, Barnes”, you said, tossing him a pair of keys and his jacket. And with that, you two headed to OSCORP without warning.

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[arumin-arureruto]

Honeytea PT 1

Kyoya x fem reader and Hikaru x fem reader, Kyoya angst, Hikaru slowburn.

Warnings: manipulation, Kyoya angst

word count: 2k

songs to listen to while reading:

The Night We Met - Lord Huron

Everything I wanted - Billie Eilish

Bitches Broken Heart - Billie Eilish

(I'll probably make a Spotify playlist at some point)

Outfit reader is wearing:

"ouch" the boiling hot water dripped from the tip of the tea kettle and onto your hand

"Mrs Ootori let me help you with that" said one of the kitchen workers as she rushed to your aid, already grabbing a towel.

"Oh no it's ok, this is for Kyoya and I would like to make him tea myself, I haven't been in a kitchen in so long though it seems I'm a bit rusty." you laughed while running your hand under cold water.

The water helped soothe the burning but you would definitely feel an unpleasant sting later.

This time you payed more attention as you poured the water into the mug.

Looking through the assortments of tea you tried looking for Kyoya's favorite, mint and passionfruit.

You put the tea bag in the water and put back all the other tea boxes, you and Kyoya used to love buying exotic teas from all around the world and trying them. The thought of doing something as simple as drinking tea with your husband made you smile.

You picked up the mug and started walking out of the kitchen, smiling at the staff that were busy at work already prepping for tomorrow's meals.

The manor's halls were dimly lit and empty, Kyoya insisted on buying a big lavish house even though it was just you two most of the time.

Walking slowly as to not spill any of the tea all you could hear was your breathing and your bare feet hitting the cold marble floor.

When you got to Kyoya's office you knocked, and waited for permission to come in.

No answer.

You knocked again and waited.

Still no answer.

You grabbed the doorknob thinking you'd just let yourself in when you remembered what happened last time you walked into his office without permission.

A chill went down your spine and you felt a lump in your throat.

"It's okay, he said it wouldn't happen again" you thought to yourself.

Still you decided to try knocking one more time, after you knocked the third time you heard Kyoya's voice coming from behind the door.

"You may come in"

You slowly opened the door and walked inside, still holding the mug in your hand.

"How can I help you?" he asked not looking up from his laptop.

"I brought you some tea" you hesitantly put it down on his desk, your hands already missing the warmth the mug provided.

"I appreciate it, you may leave" he still wasn't looking at you.

"Actually I was wondering if you wanted to come to bed with me?" you spoke the words quickly and nervously.

"No thank you, I am quite busy at the moment and would like some peace and quiet to continue my work if you don't mind."

"You've been leaving earlier for work and staying up later to finish it, I've just been feeling lonely and wanted to spend some time together that's all"

oh no.

Word vomit.

You did not mean to say that thought out loud.

Kyoya let out a loud and annoyed sigh, he stood up from his desk and started walking towards you.

You felt your heart beating in your ears and a lump starting to form in your throat as his tall lanky figure approached you.

Already preparing yourself for the worst you closed your eyes and looked down.

"Like I said, I am busy at the moment with important work and do not have time to deal with you and your loneliness, will I have to repeat myself a second time?"

His mouth was right next to your ear, you could feel his warm breath on your neck.

"No, I understand" you said, voice barely above a whisper.

"Then you may leave"

you gave a quick nod and turned to leave, already feeling the tears in your eyes threatening to spill while he returned to his desk.

"Y/n, before you leave I ask that you learn your place in this house, you are in no position to waltz into my office and demand that I drop everything to spend time with you, do you hear me?"

You stopped in your tracks. His voice was cold and emotionless, the chill you felt earlier returning.

Your voice shook a little.

"Yes"

"Good, then we understand each other my dear."

You hurried and left Kyoya's office quickly, tears streaming down your face.

You had only been married for a year and 4 months, why was your marriage already dying? Before you got engaged you and Kyoya had already been dating for almost 3 years so you knew he did like you, what happened?

You continued walking to your room, the house's unwelcoming atmosphere making you want to ball up and cry even more.

When you got to the room you and Kyoya shared you frantically looked for your phone, turning over pillows and accidentally messing up the tidy bed one of the maids had made.

"Son of a bitch where is it" you thought while continuing to search the bed. Your vision was blurry because of the tears so that didn't help.

After 5 minutes of turning the room upside down for it you found your phone, sitting neatly on your vanity.

You quickly picked it up and hurriedly scrolled down your contact list.

Majority of the numbers were women from families Kyoya thought it would be beneficial for you to associate with, your actual friends and family took up less than 30% of the numbers in your phone.

After scrolling for a little longer you found the number you had been looking for.

You quickly called the number and waited while it rang.

"Hey this is Hikaru leave a message, or don't, I really don't care."

fuck

It was pretty late so he was probably asleep, but you decided to try again.

You paced around the room and waited while the phone rang a second time.

After what it felt like ages you finally heard a voice.

"y/n?"

Your spirits started to lift and a little smile crept up to your face.

"Hikaru? I'm sorry did I wake you up"

Hikaru let out a sleepy laugh.

"Yeah you big head it's almost midnight, its fine though, what's up? You sound weird"

"I'm-"

You froze, should you tell him?Should you tell him that your marriage was falling apart? That you felt out of place in your own home? that you felt lonelier then ever?

"I've actually been having a pretty shitty night" you laughed, mostly out of nervousness than joy.

Suddenly you couldn't hold it in anymore, tears started running down your face again and you let out a loud, guttural sob.

"Sorry I didn't want you to hear that" you laughed again as you wiped your nose with the sleeves of your robe.

"Y/n what's going on?" Hikaru's voice grew alarmed

"I don't think I can do this over the phone, I have to talk to you, in person."

"Ok I'll come over right now if you want."

It sounded like he was stumbling out of bed and putting on his slippers.

"Oh no no its fine, it can wait till tomorrow" you said quickly, even if Kyoya wasn't home you needed some time alone to think so Hikaru coming over right now was out of the question.

"Are you sure?" he asked, still sounding worried.

"Yes I'm sure, I'll talk to you tomorrow"

"Ok but are you 100% sure?"

You felt a smile creep onto your face

"Go back to sleep Hitachiin"

"Whatever you say Ootori"

You laughed again, this time a genuine laugh.

"Goodnight Hikaru"

"Goodnight y/n"

You hung up, feeling happier than you were before.

You threw your phone on the bed and went into the bathroom that connected to your bedroom to wash your face.

After splashing some cold water on your face you looked into the mirror and almost didn't recognize the woman before you.

What happened?

You had everything anyone could want. Looks, money, power, a rich handsome husband, a high status in society.

Your eyes didn't have the same glint they did back in high school, you felt as if you had aged 2 decades in just 8 years.

You and Kyoya had started dating in your senior year of high school, he was attending his first year at Ouran University and he proposed to you right after he graduated while you were starting your 4th year at the university.

You were happy, everything was going great, it all started going downhill after you got married.

Kyoya became cold, it's as if after he had you wrapped around his finger he didn't bother trying to please you. Sometimes you wondered if the only reason he targeted you was because of how it would make him look, but you couldn't think of a way in which marrying a commoner that was attending Ouran on a scholarship would benefit him in any way.

You tried forgetting those awful thoughts, no, Kyoya loved you, you guys were just going through some hard times as do any couples.

As you leaned on the sink staring at your own reflection you heard Kyoya coming into the room.

You took one last look in the mirror to make sure any traces of your crying were gone.

you turned around and there was Kyoya, silently staring at you while leaning on the door frame.

You didn't know what to do so you just leaned with your back on the sink while he slowly approached you.

He ran his hands down the side of your body down to your thighs and put this face in the crook of your neck.

He inhaled and exhaled, hands feeling the back of your thighs.

"God you smell amazing"

Just his deep voice close to your ear was enough to make your legs go weak.

No.

Sex wasn't getting him out of this.

Until he used words to apologize you weren't going to give him anything.

"I thought you were busy" You said harshly.

"I took care of things that couldn't be delayed, everything else can wait until tomorrow." You could feel his breathing speeding up.

no, nope. Until he apologized he would get nothing.

"Hmm" you said, still not giving him a reaction.

He seemed to pick up on your strategy because he lifted you up and put you on the bathroom counter.

The cold marble against your bare thigh scared you but before you could process the feeling Kyoya put his mouth on your neck and sucked the skin.

Since you were caught by surprise you couldn't suppress the moan that came out of your mouth.

"Now now Mrs Ootori, what troubles you? Giving me the cold shoulder isn't very nice." he was whispering in your ear while undoing your silk robe.

Your own breathing was starting to speed up and you could feel heat pooling at the bottom of your underwear.

"How about you try apologizing?" You didn't try to stop him from undoing your robe.

"And why would I do that?" he asked while feeling the exposed skin on your collarbone with his nose.

"For the way you treated me when I went into your office" You said, anger starting to return.

"To be fair you interrupted me while I was doing very important work and it made me upset, so who here should really be apologizing?"

He was right, you knew how much he valued his work time and you still interrupted him.

Ashamed, you put your head down.

"I'm sorry" you mumbled.

"What was that? I couldn't hear you"

"I'm sorry" this time you said it louder.

Kyoya lifted his head up to look you in the eyes.

"Good girl. Now, there are other ways you could apologize to me."

He picked you up by your thighs from the bathroom counter and carried you to the bed.

By then your robe was already discarded on the bathroom floor and you laid on the bed, just in a thin and short sleeping gown.

Kyoya took off his shirt and pants and straddled himself on top of you, arms on either sides of your head.

Although you laid there with your husband on top of you, all you could think about was seeing your best friend the next day.

A/N: Hey babes so this is just the first chapter, I'm definitely making this a slowburn so expect a lot of chapters. As a Kyoya girl this was painful to write </3, anyways love y'all!!!

#kyoya ootori #ohshc #ouran high school host #kyoya senpai #ouran high school host club headcannons #kyoya headcanon #kyoya x reader #ouran kyoya #ohshc kyoya #hikaru x reader #hikaru hitachiin #ohshc hikaru

[thunderstruck-edgelord]

(you dare question my capabilities? fine, i'll show you. i'll show you all.) hey edge, pap, uh... pap, you're obviously well versed in how messy human politics can be especially bc of the whole 'media microscope' thing and some people's willingness to distort facts or even ignore facts sometimes, what's the plan to help edge prepare for that with his new charge thing? -cruel anon (ok maybe i'm a bit rusty at this but can you blame me with how distracting the new boy has been??)

The new boy is indeed very distracting. I feel you, my dear cruel anon. I really do.

Papyrus the Great: I HAVE IDEAS ALREADY. FOR NOW, HE IS GOING TO WATCH SOME OF THE RECORDINGS WE HAVE STASHED ON THE INTERNET. LATER, I THINK SOME SORT OF... TRAINING WOULD BE IN ORDER.

Papyrus the Great: MEDIAS USUALLY THROW MERCILESS QUESTIONS AT ME, SOME OF THEM ARE ALSO QUITE RUDE AND MEANT TO DISTRACT OR ANNOY ME. I COULD DO THAT WITH EDGE MYSELF, TO EASE HIM INTO THIS MADNESS.

Edge Lord: I thought about this myself too... Thankfully, Papyrus is quite capable at grilling people with questions if need be.

Edge Lord: I’m not looking forward to this particular part of my learning, to be honest. But it’s necessary. I can’t lose composure in front of the cameras.

#asks #papyrus answers #edge answers #cruel anon #still tasty ask my dear #very good #Anonymous

[sequence2022]

Hometown Tour - Nathan

Oh boy you know it's about to get New York up in heeEEeere.

(***I'm from Queens, which is in "the city," but is half an hour away from Manhattan, so I'm not from the CITY city. At the same time, four years of my life were spent there, so we'll have a lil bit of it count.***)

1. Portofino's

Mama mia it's a beautiful pizzeria.

The elementary school I went to, OLQM (Our Lady Queen of Martyrs), is right next to it, so all the lil children would go there after school when some big event happened (birthdays, fundraisers, etc). We would all sit around the biggest friggin table I've ever seen, fully for thirty+ people, and order like 7 pies. Their menu allegedly has good food besides pizza, but neither I nor any of my classmates tried it.

2. Eddie's Sweet Shop

Can you tell I like food?

This place is straight up an old-timey ice cream place, complete with black and white floor tiling, a bar up front where they make everything from scratch, and those shallow metal goblet-things that ice cream used to come in. You can put whatever you want on it (my favorite is liquid marshmallow dear LORD I miss it) and you can even get a malt-float-liquid thing. Maybe it seems old-timey to me because I know very little about old times. Oh! And they have a massive glass case stuffed with wrapped candy and cheap plastic kids' toys.

3. The Unisphere

Or as I like to call it, That-Big-Globe.

It's connected to Flushing Meadow Park, which has a petting zoo (I think???), a space museum, and lots of green, beautiful, open space. I learned how to ride a bike around this thing, it took me like three hours. Super cute date/picnic location and honestly pretty cool up close, you can actually run past the globe's fountain when it's not on and just, like, touch it. It's a lil scratchy and rusty.

4. Barnes&Noble

I always thought it was Barnes&Nobles'. Anyone else? Cool.

Technically I'm including 2 separate B&Ns - the first one is ten minutes away from my house. It's where I learned to read and totally smoked all those other two-year-olds during kids' time. It closed after I started high school and turned into a Target, which made me big sad, so I moved on to...

Dis one! Many a short film and a shenanigan were had at this lovely affair. There's this 'secret' spot in the basement right outside the room where they host book signings, performances, etc, and it's perfect. Why? There are no books on the glass wall so us high schoolers didn't feel bad for just sitting around, making noise, and eating Panera Bread - we're not technically blocking people from getting their stuff

WHEN I WAS SEARCHING FOR THIS IMAGE I FOUND OUT THIS ONE ALSO CLOSED I'M SO AAAAHHHH

#nathanlopinto