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iam93percentstardust · 2 months
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Ohh can you do something with hand kisses and any of the dialogue you want for stevetony?
I wound up forgetting to do a dialogue prompt, but here’s a hand kiss and the start of a new AU for you, nonny!
Warnings for: omegaverse sexism
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Steve is still not a party kind of guy. He never has been, not even when he and Bucky were in elementary school and his mom was asking him what he wanted to do for his birthday (the answer had always been pizza and a movie, and not just because money was usually tight for them). If Steve had had his way, he would have happily gone his entire college career without going to a single party, let alone one of the ones thrown on Frat Row.
But Bucky is living in one of those frat houses, and he’d put in a ton of effort into planning this party, and then all the rest of the guys on the football team had started razzing him over not wanting to go. Apparently the quarterback should make an appearance at at least one party each year, especially after the kind of successful season they’d had. Steve doesn’t remember that rule when he’d been scouted, and he’d been planning on saying so, but Bucky really had worked hard to plan it. So he’d told himself to suck it up, told Bucky that he would only be there for an hour (he was here to study, after all, not party), and made an appearance.
He’s regretting it now that he sees who all had been invited.
Steve’s college is technically an alpha-exclusive institution. But it’s been open to betas for almost fifty years. What it’s not open to is omegas. That honor would belong to the omega-exclusive university all the way on the other side of the city. And fraternization between the two universities is strictly forbidden. It’s an outdated rule put in place in this backwards town to protect unmated omegas, and frankly, Steve wouldn’t care about the rule at all (it’s patronizing to say the least given everyone comes of age at the same time) but getting caught with an unmated omega carries a hefty fine that Steve can’t afford and possible jail time for the alpha involved.
He doesn’t know who had invited the omegas (it certainly wasn’t Bucky, who’d looked panicked when Steve had shown up a few minutes ago), but he’d like to have words with them about taking risks when they’re not the ones who’ll get in trouble.
He escapes into the kitchen for a breather to escape the pheromones his classmates are putting out. The freezer stands as a cool beacon, and he wrenches open the door and sticks his head in, greedily sucking in lungfuls of the clean, frigid air. That’s better. He’s only been here for a few minutes, and he’s already wondering how soon he can talk Bucky into leaving his fratmates to their fates should the cops get called.
”Smell that bad, huh?”
The question startles him enough that he jerks upright, only to bang his head against the top of the freezer. Steve hisses through his teeth, hand rubbing at the spot where he’s sure a bruise will form. His mom always said he was hardheaded but it sure doesn’t feel like it right now.
”Ooh that’s gonna be a bad one,” the voice says sympathetically. Steve feels a hand cupping his chin, turning him back into the light. It’s only then that he realizes the blackberries and cream he’s been smelling since he walked into the kitchen isn’t from some dessert in the fridge, but from the prettiest omega he’s ever seen, who’s now fretting over his forehead like it’s a broken arm.
”It’s fine,” he says hoarsely, his hand coming up to catch the one tracing his hairline. The omega sucks in a breath, whiskey brown eyes going wide, and Steve abruptly realizes that he’s touching an omega. Scrambling for a way to salvage the situation before he gets himself thrown in a cell for the night, he falls back on what his mom taught him when he meets a new omega:
He lowers the omega’s hand to his mouth and kisses the back of it.
The omega’s hand is soft under his lips though his fingertips are surprisingly calloused against his own. The omega completely stills, red lips parting ever so slightly. Oh fuck, Steve realizes. His gesture is perfectly acceptable (if a little old-fashioned) back home in New York, but in this tiny town in New England? And he has no idea where the omega lives when they’re not at college, if it’s as liberal as New York or as conservative as this town, and—
“Woah there, alpha!” the alarmed omega exclaims. “There’s nothing to worry about here. We’re all friends, right?”
”I don’t even know your name,” Steve points out.
To Steve’s confusion, the omega says, “You don’t know my name?”
Steve blinks at him. “Should I?”
The omega’s scent turns sweet with shy pleasure. “No, I guess not. It’s Tony. Tony Stark.”
And, oh, Steve does know that name. He couldn’t grow up in New York and not know it. Howard Stark’s wild omega son, caught in flagrante with two alphas at his old college earlier this year and sent somewhere “stricter,” according to his dad, where they would curb his unhealthy urges. Steve and his mom had had plenty of discussions about parental abuse of omegas and how it was socially acceptable after the conservative media applauded the elder Stark’s decision.
Tony is watching him anxiously, clearly waiting for the other penny to drop. Well, Steve is contrary by nature, and even if he wasn’t, he would never judge an omega by their choices. The only reason he’s even concerned tonight is because of the potential consequences, not because they’re here at all.
”I’m Steve,” he says staunchly. “Steve Rogers. Pleasure to meet you, Tony.”
Tony’s mouth tilts up in a crooked smile that’s suddenly the most tempting thing Steve has ever seen. “Nice to meet you too, Steve. I think we’re going to get along just fine.”
Steve grins helplessly back at him. “Like a house on fire,” he agrees ruefully. Tony throws his head back and laughs, and aw hell, Steve thinks. A whole ninety seconds to completely smitten is probably a new record for him. Bucky is never going to let him live it down.
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sylvies-kablooie · 3 months
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i do unironically think the best artists of our generation are posting to get 20 notes and 3 reblogs btw. that fanfic with like 45 kudos is some of the best stuff ever written. those OCs you carry around have some of the richest backstories and worldbuilding someone has ever seen. please do not think that reaching only a few people when you post means your art isn't worth celebrating.
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braxiatel · 2 months
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I honestly and truly believe all good AUs should be a little “”””ooc”””” in the sense that good characterisation involves understanding that changes a characters backstory and circumstances will have an effect on how they respond to the world around them
Good characterisation isn’t about creating a perfect 1:1 canon replica it’s about understanding why a character is different in your work and about grounding the changes you do deliberately choose to make in canon character traits
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excavatinglizard · 6 months
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Shoutout to my dad for being the funniest person I know
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jailforwriter · 10 months
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Getting inspired to write is actually really easy! All you need to do is be the busiest you've ever been in your entire life and as far away from a computer as humanly possible. Hope this helps 🥰
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nonebinary-leftbeef · 10 months
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DEVASTATING the lyric you've been mishearing is better than the real one
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officialspec · 2 months
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modern au but set in brisbane. is this anything
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lazylittledragon · 5 months
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made a sticker for anyone to slap onto their work if they need to
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the fact that shakespeare was a playwright is sometimes so funny to me. just the concept of the "greatest writer of the English language" being a random 450-year-old entertainer, a 16th cent pop cultural sensation (thanks in large part to puns & dirty jokes & verbiage & a long-running appeal to commoners). and his work was made to be watched not read, but in the classroom teachers just hand us his scripts and say "that's literature"
just...imagine it's 2450 A.D. and English Lit students are regularly going into 100k debt writing postdoc theses on The Simpsons screenplays. the original animation hasn't even been preserved, it's literally just scripts and the occasional SDH subtitles.txt. they've been republished more times than the Bible
#due to the Great Data Decay academics write viciously argumentative articles on which episodes aired in what order#at conferences professors have known to engage in physically violent altercations whilst debating the air date number of household viewers#90% of the couch gags have been lost and there is a billion dollar trade in counterfeit “lost copies”#serious note: i'll be honest i always assumed it was english imperialism that made shakespeare so inescapable in the 19th/20th cent#like his writing should have become obscure at the same level of his contemporaries#but british imperialists needed an ENGLISH LANGUAGE (and BRITISH) writer to venerate#and shakespeare wrote so many damn things that there was a humongous body of work just sitting there waiting to be culturally exploited...#i know it didn't happen like this but i imagine a English Parliament House Committee Member For The Education Of The Masses or something#cartoonishly stumbling over a dusty cobwebbed crate labelled the Complete Works of Shakespeare#and going 'Eureka! this shall make excellent propoganda for fabricating a national identity in a time of great social unrest.#it will be a cornerstone of our elitist educational institutions for centuries to come! long live our decaying empire!'#'what good fortune that this used to be accessible and entertaining to mainstream illiterate audience members...#..but now we can strip that away and make it a difficult & alienating foundation of a Classical Education! just like the latin language :)'#anyway maybe there's no such thing as the 'greatest writer of x language' in ANY language?#maybe there are just different styles and yes levels of expertise and skill but also a high degree of subjectivity#and variance in the way that we as individuals and members of different cultures/time periods experience any work of media#and that's okay! and should be acknowledged!!! and allow us to give ourselves permission to broaden our horizons#and explore the stories of marginalized/underappreciated creators#instead of worshiping the List of Top 10 Best (aka Most Famous) Whatevers Of All Time/A Certain Time Period#anyways things are famous for a reason and that reason has little to do with innate “value”#and much more to do with how it plays into the interests of powerful institutions motivated to influence our shared cultural narratives#so i'm not saying 'stop teaching shakespeare'. but like...maybe classrooms should stop using it as busy work that (by accident or designs)#happens to alienate a large number of students who could otherwise be engaging critically with works that feel more relevant to their world#(by merit of not being 4 centuries old or lacking necessary historical context or requiring untaught translation skills)#and yeah...MAYBE our educational institutions could spend less time/money on shakespeare critical analysis and more on...#...any of thousands of underfunded areas of literary research i literally (pun!) don't know where to begin#oh and p.s. the modern publishing world is in shambles and it would be neat if schoolwork could include modern works?#beautiful complicated socially relevant works of literature are published every year. it's not just the 'classics' that have value#and actually modern publications are probably an easier way for students to learn the basics. since lesson plans don't have to include the#important historical/cultural context many teens need for 20+ year old media (which is older than their entire lived experience fyi)
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creation-help · 6 months
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STOP BEING SELF CONSCIOUS ABOUT YOUR CREATIONS STOP SECOND GUESSING WHAT YOU REALLY WANNA DO STOP DEBATING IT'S WORTH. LET YOUR ART SERVE YOU INSTEAD OF THE OTHER WAY AROUND
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for your kiss prompts, i think ""i think this is the part where you're supposed to kiss me"" has big Tony energy 💋
Aha! I return! Just like before, this is Part 1 of a 3-part fic combined from the other two prompts in my inbox
Hope you enjoy! <3
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Steve had almost said no when Natasha set him up on yet another blind date. He’s been on way too many of those things and he’s getting tired of them. It’s not that the people she recommends are bad but none of them have clicked with him like he was hoping for when she’d first suggested the idea. Natasha is a great matchmaker; she’s set up most of the people in their circle of friends. And after years of trying and failing to find a long-term partner, Steve had been willing to take a chance on just about anyone. He’d had high hopes for her suggestions, though; after all, no one else had seen the potential in Sam and Bucky. But none of them had worked out.
When she’d come to him with another date after the last failure, he’d almost turned her down. He’d been planning on turning her down. He’s still not sure how she’d talked him into agreeing to just one more blind date.
But he’s glad that he did because Tony is amazing. He’s funny and smart and a great tipper, which is always a plus in Steve’s book. He listens intently as Steve talks about his art and doesn’t go so over his head when he’s talking about his own work in robotics. They don’t agree on anything but the big things, but somehow, arguing with Tony over his favorite books and movies and hot drinks is more fun than if they liked all of the same things.
He had walked to the restaurant since he lives only a few blocks away. As it turns out, so does Tony, though in the opposite direction, so Steve offers to walk him home because his ma raised a gentleman. Tony looks delighted at the hand that Steve offers him and takes it, shyly confessing that he’s never had a partner who wanted to hold hands in public (Steve would like to hunt down every person who never wanted to be seen in public with him).
When they reach Tony’s apartment—a much nicer building than the one Steve lives in, all gilded Art Deco and bright open spaces—Tony tugs them to a stop just under the awning.
“This was really nice,” he says. “I’d like to do this again.”
“Oh good, me too,” Steve replies around a relieved sigh and then immediately wants to put his face in his hands. That probably sounded too eager, didn’t it? He’s supposed to play it cool, say something like ‘yeah, sure,’ right?
Tony, however, just giggles. “It’s nice not having to worry if you’re playing games,” he says. Oh. That makes things better.
“So I guess we should exchange phone numbers, then?” he asks. It’s been so long since he cared about a second date that he’s forgotten how this is supposed to go.
“Probably,” Tony agrees and waits for Steve to pull out his phone so he can recite his number. Steve texts him a quick This is Steve, so Tony will have his number.
“Guess I should wish you a goodnight, then,” Steve says, kind of wishing that the night never had to end.
“You don’t think you’re forgetting something?” Tony looks very amused.
Steve thinks back over the night. He’s got his wallet, he has Tony’s phone number, they’ve agreed to see each other again. “…No?”
“I think this is the part where you’re supposed to kiss me,” Tony says.
“Oh!” Steve exclaims. “You’d—you’d like that?”
Tony steps in closer to him, running his hands over Steve’s shoulders. “Yeah, big guy, I’d like that a lot.”
Well, Steve can kiss him. That’s totally something he can do. That’s—Tony kisses him first, tasting like strawberry daiquiris and powdered sugar from the dessert they’d shared. Steve’s hands settle on his hips, fingers digging into the probably-expensive fabric of his shirt. His eyes flutter closed, his mind blank, existing in the moment instead of worrying about what happens next.
It comes to an end all too soon. Tony steps back, and Steve’s eyes open again in time to see his soft smile.
“Goodnight, Tony,” Steve murmurs.
Tony leans in to kiss his cheek. “Goodnight, Steve. I’ll text you.”
“Okay,” he agrees, thinking it’ll be the next day before Tony contacts him for another date. But to his surprise, he’s barely gone two feet down the street before his phone buzzes.
He pulls it out and can’t help smiling at the message: Are you free tomorrow?
Alright, so maybe Natasha’s pretty good at this after all.
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Female characters who are the sole voice of reason <<<<<<< Female characters who think of themselves as the sole voice of reason but who are actually just as insane as those around them
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fandom-trash-goblin · 2 months
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i beg you to love me, say that i'm enough, but you tell me— why are you like this? i think there's something wrong with you.
for @shestrying
thanks to @acelania for finding the unknowns!
in image / desperation sits heavy on my tongue, tumblr user tullipsink / mary oliver, ‘north country’ / virginia woolf, letter to violet dickinson / in image / blythe baird, from if my body could speak / Alice in Bed: A Play' by Susan Sontag (link in comment) / lynee rae perkins, criss cross / elena ferrante, Those Who Leave and Those Who Stay' (trans. Ann Goldstein) / rainer maria rilke, from rilke’s book of hours / in image/ in image
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convexicalcrow · 1 month
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come back skulk Cub my beloved come back
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tariah23 · 2 months
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The manga industry, especially JUMP, needs to hurry up and do away with weekly scheduling for mangaka. There needs to better regulations put into place for their health and safety because this is pitiful. Two weeks - monthly updates should’ve already been the standard for the manga industry at this point. These money grabbers will only continue to put the lives of these artists at stake for the sake of capitalism unless some serious changes are implemented.
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