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angelpuns · 9 months
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knocks on your door i have a fake fanfic title:
"Big, broken, Red heart"
My immediate thought is Future! Raph comic?? I've only seen like two of those smh HE DESERVES FUTURE FICS TOO!!!!
anyway, maybe F!Raph survives and he gets to go back in time??? Anyway he saves the timeline or whatever but fnds it too painful to stay with his family, as much as he wants to. So it's more about wanting vs not wanting to stay kinda deal?? mannn thining about hwo differently he would handle saving the timeline than F! Leo or any of their other bros might. Like he grabs present Loe and is just like ' I don't blame you for this. We were just kids. I get it now - you're a great leader when you lead the way YOU want to' orrrr smthn lke that? Like F!Raph understands now that Leo wasn't jsut being a brat, he was scared asf and was trying to lead the only way he could think of!! I have many thoughts on their dynamic in the movie okay :)
I'm not v good at writing Raph but I'll give it a go:
Raph's footsteps echoed through the tunnels, far louder than they had in his youth. He wasn't too late. He wasn't too late to fix this!
He bounded into the lair, shouting carrying through the subway tunnels back to him. He remembered this. it was one of those things he'd been thinking about since the kraang had taken over. How he and Leo didn't have to fight like this. Sure, Leo was egging him on, but Raph knew better now. He understood Leo so much more now that his little brother was gone.
Raph stopped at the top of the stairs, breaths coming out ragged and shallow. CJ wasn't here yet. But then again, he probably didn't know how to get to the lair. Raph would have to find him later - he had to do this now. The key - as much as he wanted to go for it on his own - it could wait. It could wait for him.
The shouting stopped at his entrance, his heavy breaths and footsteps giving him away. He'd long lost the sight in his right eye, but he could still see the vague shapes of himself and his brothers. He'd know them anywhere.
They leapt into action immediately, but Raph was faster than he used to be, even if he was getting on in years.
Mikey was fast and unpredictable, whipping his chuks out and immediately going for the capture. Raph knocked them away easy, grabbing the youngest out of the air and tossing him away. He was holding back, just a little. He didn't want to hurt them, after all. Leo was on him immediately, kicking off of his arm, portaling behind him and going for the back shot. Raph heard the static of the portal before it appeared, turning and grabbing Leo's outstretched leg. He flung him away, too, the slider crashing right into..himself. Younger Raph.
Donnie was suddenly in his face, his bo whipping through the air with a sharp sound and landing a blow on Raph's arm. It was sort of like being hit with a cardboard tube - he'd lost feeling in that arm years ago. He grabbed the bo and spun, Donnie backwards several feet and landing easily.
" Who are you!? How'd you find this place?" Donnie snarled, Leo reappearing next to him, " I didn't get any kind of notifications - the security system should have alerted us and lasered you into pieces!"
(mehhh idk what to put here)
Raph sighed deeply, his breath crackling in his chest. He squeezed Leo's shoulders, marveling at how tiny he used to be.
"Leo. Nothing that happens today is your fault. You can't take all the blame when Raph was arguin' back just as hard.." he chuckled, watching Leo's face change as he spoke, " You were just a kid. Hell, we were all just kids thrown into a shitty situation..."
He swallowed thickly, unsure what to say. He'd always been shit at pep talks.
" Look, you got a good head on your shoulders. You lead however ya need to and Raph will back off a little....he's just scared, Lee. And I know you are, too"
Raph pulled him into a tight hug, Leo's arms hesitantly coming up and squeezing him back. Raph turned to his past self. H looked tired. Did Raph himself always look that tired?
He guessed it was the burden of responsibility from a young age, Yeah, that would tire anyone out.
"c'mere, kiddo" Raphael pulled his past self into a hug, the fact that he was so small comapred to Raphael making something fragile in his chest curl up and cry a little. Right, they were all just kids.
" I'm sorry ya had to carry everyone like that...I know how hard it is. Leo's gonna be a fine leader, okay? Just..learn ta talk to him" He murmured, " I know we've never been great at that kinda thing, but he'll get it. I promise he'll get it"
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dwn024 · 1 year
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i don't Want to have to put the onus on everyone else to have to chase me and break me down in order to make friends with me that isn't fair to anybody but that's the only way it works because if i don't just get beaten down into accepting that we're friends now, i'll just fucking run away!!!! EVEN IF I DESPERATELY WANT TO BE FRIENDS!!!! the only reason i even have a boyfriend is because he was A) stubborn enough to keep pestering me to have a nice friendly conversation that i enjoyed B) patient enough to put up with me never responding with more than just discord reactions the VAST majority of the time and C) the ONLY PERSON EVER TO PUT THAT EFFORT IN FOR MY SAKE so i hesitated to just block him and burn the bridge until it was too late and we were dating even though i'm not even close to ready to date anyone yet i don't want to admit it i'm terrified to admit it + scared he might somehow be reading this but i don't want to burden him with feeling like he pressured me into anything but i'm too much of a pathetic fucking coward to just admit "this is too much for me can we please jsut stay friends until i'm ready i'm not there yet i can't even have a fucking conversation with you unless it's in a group server and there might be witnesses because that's somehow less scary than a one on one conversation because at least then some of the pressure of upholding an entire side of a conversation by myself is relieved i can't date anyone yet i'm not there yet please just give me another year or two or three to work myself up to even holding a fucking conversation with you on my own i'm sorry etc etc" i'veeb been holding this in the entire fucking time because i can't just admit it and now it's been too long and i'm in too deep
like even the very very first week we started dating like maybe less than 48 hours after he confessed and asked me out, even though it was 100% mutual and i'd been pining for him for months beforehand too, suddenly out of nowhere in the FUCKING MIDDLE OF A GODDAMN NICE SWEET CONVERSATION i suddenly got struck with nausea and got SO SO FUCKING GODDAMN EXTREMELY SCARED FOR ABSOLUTELY ZERO FUCKING REASON and i had to pretend i fell asleep from timezones and mute all my notifications everywhere just to be able to stop talking to him because it was too overwhelming and scary and then i fucking ghosted him the whole next week like a fucking douchebag because i don't even have kindergarten level communication skills for ???????? reason
AND EVEN FUCKING THEN he messaged me at the end of the week like "hey i'm sorry if i'm making you go too fast we can go back to being friends if you want i don't mind" and because i just CANNOT fucking handle burdening anyone with Guilt or Feeling Bad the fucking third law self preservation people pleasing instinct kicked in and i went "NOOOO WE DON'T HAVE TO BREAK UP (unless you want to) WE CAN JUST GO MUCH MUCH SLOWER (unless you're OK with breaking up) I DON'T WANT TO BREAK UP (I Need To Break Up And Never Speak To You Again)"
FOR ABSOLUTELY ZERO FUCKING REASON!!!!!!!!this is a guy i had a maybe-crush on for like six months prior and then as soon as he asks me out my brain suddenly flips a switch and goes "lol nope this is the most terrifying experience of your life now for no good reason" FOR NO GOOD FUCKING REASON and even now i'm still FUCKING TERRIFIED TO ADMIT IT ANYWHERE ESPECIALLY TO HIM part of me hopes he just gets sick of me and does it himself so i don't have to but i don't think i would be able to take the ego blow it sucks on all fronts none of this is fair or healthy to anyone i can't even fucking talk to my boyfriend without JUST FUCKING GETTING SCARED FOR NO FUCKING REASON!!!!!!!!
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somuch-4-stardust · 3 years
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*falls out of bed* hi im awake again 
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memoriesofkpop · 4 years
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Always There
Bang Chan (stray kids) x (Y/N) Female Reader  
Genre: Angst
 TW: mention of death and suicide
Word Count: 1276
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             Heart racing. Cold sweats forming. The feeling of suffocation and terror. Nothing but darkness surrounded him. All of the sudden, he was falling.
 Sitting straight up with heavy breaths, Chan woke from his sleep. Taking a moment to look around and regain his sense of reality, he sighed. Despite knowing that his dream was nothing but an illusion, his heart refused to slow to a normal pace.
Chan reached for his bedside table and took hold of his phone. 3:04am.
He ran his fingers through his hair as another sigh left his heavy body. He gently tossed his phone onto the bed when it suddenly lit up. The bright screen caught his attention but what made him freeze in his tracks was the notification that had popped up.
Immediately, he reached for the phone, fumbling throughout the whole process. With a quick swipe of the thumb, the text appeared before him.
“ChannNNnnnN heyee threer”
Worry began to fill him from the pit of his stomach. “Hey. Are you okay? Where are you?” he replied.
 “hEehhe imm jsut dribnking”
“Are you with someone?”
“watttt. Wjhy wouldl I bee wihtt sommeonee”
“Where are you at? I’ll come get you”
“hehhhe yoouo alwys takkee suchhs goofds cares off mee”
“Send me your location. Are you sober enough to do that?” Something didn’t feel right to him. Something told him to call.
“ii jsut wantts to tells you thattt you areee coosllls and I love you”
“where are you?” he sent. Waiting just 30 seconds before placing the phone to his ear and listening to the dial tone. No answer.
“hey. Are you okay?” he sent again.
Read.
“Hello?” he tried again.
Read.
“????” trying a third time. The three dots appeared on his screen and relief filled him. At least you were still here. They would disappear and reappear for a bit. Giving you a chance to reply, he simply waited with his eyes glued to his phone. After a moment, three words popped up that filled him with panic and dread.
“bye bye Chan”
He tried calling again right as he read those words but it was obvious that you were declining the calls with how quick it brought him to voicemail. Two….three….four calls. All declined. He got out of bed and went to find shoes with the phone pinned between his shoulder and ear and the dial tone rang. This time the familiar sound rang more than just two times. Having hope in you picking up, he waited impatiently.
“please… pick up… come on… pick up…” he began whispering to himself as he fumbled with his house keys.
He ran into the abandoned streets with the dial tone still going, cursing his lack of a car or even any faster modes of transportation. His feet took him to the local clubs where he desperately scanned for your familiar face. Clubs to bars, there were no signs of you. He then headed to the playground where you had always loved to stargaze from the slides. Something about how the walls of the cold plastic made you feel just a bit warmer. All throughout, the constant calls and drawn out dial tone began to numb his ear. Or maybe it was the cold night breeze and the darkness that made him feel so.
With his lungs beginning to fail him, he sat down on the lonely set of swings. His hand fell from the side of his head as he lowered the device. His phone had never felt so heavy, much like the feeling that consumed him.
“Y/N (63)” shone brightly on his recently called list. He glanced up and noticed a small on the playground that connected various parts of the whole.
It hit him. It hit him like a truck as adrenaline began to course through his veins.
He immediately stood up from the swing, causing the metal to clang against one another noisily. Breaking into a sprint, he headed towards the bridge where you had first met.
As he neared the tall bridge that overlooked a beautiful, and grand, river that felt like an ocean of its own, he caught sight of a familiar figure. Yours. Sat calmly on top of the edge. The wind gently blowing through your hair as you gazed up at the bright moon up above.
“Y/N!” Chan called out as he made a mad dash towards you. Hearing the distant call, you turned towards him only to see him just a few feet away. A smile lit up your face as the tears in your eyes made them twinkle and shine like they had never before.
But then he saw a pile of blood red right by you and the panic in him rose even more.
Immediately Chan grabbed for you to pull you out of a potentially harmful place but his hands went right through you. Confused, he stared at his arms. He looked back up only to find you gone but the red remained. Everything was so red.
“Wh…what?” he stuttered, stepping back but tripping over his own feet. He fell with a thud but he didn’t care. He was beyond confused. The blood began to creep onto his hands and climb onto his arms.
Without a moments noticed, a rush of memories rushed him, causing him to grip onto his head tightly.
“..an!....Chan!... I found him! He’s over here!” a voiced rang through the barren streets, followed quickly by a stampede of footsteps. He ignored them. He couldn’t do anything else but ignore them. The voices. The sounds. Everything was too much for him right now. A scream escaped from his throat that he didn’t even recognize as his own.
Strong arms gripped onto his body and pulled him up and away from the rushing waters below.
“Chan! You can’t keep running off like that! Did you know how worried we all were? Your mother will be livid when she hears that you ran off again!” an older lady scolded. Two men held tightly onto his arms, helping him stand but also keeping him in place. “You really shouldn’t be back here again. You’re not ready” she continued with saddened eyes.
“What…? What happened…” Chan’s weak voice murmured. The world spinning before him.
“Come on. Let’s go back home. The doctor will change your medicine by morning so this doesn’t happen again,” she stated, turning on her heels as the men pushed him forward to quickly follow the nurse.
“No! I don’t want to! Don’t make me go back!” he began screaming and fighting but his heavy body was nothing compared to the two that held him in place.
             “Please! Don’t take me back!” he cried out, remembering more and more as reality set in. They ignored his pleas and his fights as they moved away from a pile of red roses and some candles that marked the end of your existence on Earth.
             “I killed her! I should have been there for her but I wasn’t! I killed her. It’s all my fault!” he sobbed between heavy breaths.
             “It’s not your fault Chan. She made a choice,” the woman said, finally speaking up after some time.
             His sobs were endless. “She jumped right as she saw me! If I wasn’t there then-”
             “It’s not your fault. Here. How about we sleep for now and all of this will be over by morning, okay?” she said as she stopped and turned to face him. She motioned to the men and one pulled out a syringe fitted with a needle. Before he could refuse, a sharp pain entered his neck and his world once again, was consumed with darkness.
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lurafita · 4 years
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Kitten Peter! ch. 2
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Despite the many, many promises that he was not about to have a mental breakdown because his ex was coming back, Pepper had herded Tony (and Peter) out of the lab and into his living room. Then the fiery redhead had made him something to eat. A very poor attempt at fried vegetables with rice, that the billionaire had forced down his throat through pure will power. The woman was a great friend, a fantastic assistant and a marvelous CEO, but she could barely boil water.
Not that Tony would ever tell her that.
As he chewed his way through the mushy rice and cotton like broccoli (how did you even get vegetables to take on this kind of texture?), he couldn't help but envy Peter. The little kitten was happily munching on his chef cooked, kitty appropriate, fish dinner.
It had taken another hour after that to make the woman believe that he really was okay, before Pepper had finally left for the night. With the sudden absence of someone inquiring if he really was alright, Tony found himself asking the very same question.
Was he okay?
The feeling of tiny claws digging into his pant leg diverted his attention momentarily to the tiny brown kitten scrambling up into his lap.
"You realize these pants cost 900$, right? And here you are, poking them full of tiny holes and spreading your hair all over my general wardrobe."
Contrary to his words, he immediately scratched Peter's head once the kitten had made his way up and into his favorite spot.
"We are going to get some visitors tomorrow, Petey. This tower was actually not always this empty, you know? I mean besides the business departments and all the other S.I. staff."
Peter was apparently not finished with climbing his human, and proceeded to scale up the inventor's shirt. Tony kept a careful hand underneath his kitten, content to let Peter climb up on his own, but ready to catch him should he slip.
"They used to live here, you know? The Avengers. Earth's mightiest heroes. I was one of them. AM one of them, but you know this. You have seen my suit. I'm Iron Man, and therefore the best, right?"
Peter had made it up to Tony's chin and was rubbing his little body affectionately along his beard and cheek. Tony smiled.
"Right. Anyway, the rest of the team has been away for some time... I think they left about two weeks before I found you, and they are coming back tomorrow and I... I don't know how I feel about that."
He sighed deeply, as if finally admitting that part to himself, after having spent the last few hours denying any negative thoughts to Pepper.
Peter settled himself on his right shoulder and rubbed his head against the skin on his neck, letting out a tiny mewl that sounded almost prompting.
"It's not that I don't want them to come back. They are my friends, and I actually like having them around. Even Barton, and that guy is a menace, I tell you. If he tries kidnapping you into the vents, you go ahead and scratch up his stupid face, got it?"
He ran his fingers over Peter's small back, and the kitten started purring. Tony relaxed.
"You will like them. There is Rhodey, who is my best friend, actually. I met him in college and he... well, he has been looking out for me ever since. He is also an Air Force Colonel and probably the most level headed of all of us. He has a suit that is almost as cool as mine, but he buckled under the peer pressure and gave himself the moniker of Iron Patriot, which isn't even a fraction as cool as his previous 'War Machine'. Then there is Bruce, my science bro. He is the strongest Avenger and he might even be smarter than me, but we are not gonna tell him that. He also turns into a tall, green rage monster on occasion, but he is really just a big ol' marshmallow on the inside. Clint is our modern day version of Robin Hood, just without the stealing from the rich and giving to the poor thing. ... On second thought, scratch that. He always stole my fucking coffee and then drank it himself. As if he wasn't perfectly capable of brewing his own. So, yeah. Modern day Robin Hood with less altruistic intentions and only marginally better fashion sense. I'm not sure if Thor is on earth right now, so he might not make an appearance tomorrow. If he does, try not to climb him, okay? I know he is easily confused with a tree, and his stupid cape is probably a very big temptation for your little claws. But you just never know when that big lug decides to twirl his glorified hammer and light up like it's the fourth of July. And if Thor electrocutes my little Petey-Pie, I'm gonna blast his head off, Asgardian royalty or not. So we better avoid that and don't go climbing up any aliens, okay? Trust me, it's not worth it. His beard doesn't hold a candle to mine."
On cue, Peter rubbed his head against the billionaire's bearded chin, letting out a contented mewl.
"Natasha is a bit more difficult to describe. I'm pretty sure if Fury ever manages to clone her, he will jsut retire every other superhero and agent on the planet and fill all his mission teams with Black Widow clones and take over the world. ... Come to think of it, that's a very scary thought. Friday, remind me to hack into Shield later and see if they have any kind of cloning research in the works."
"Of course, boss."
Peter didn't startle anymore when Friday's disembodied voice sounded throughout the tower, but he had started batting his paw in the air whenever she spoke. Like he was waving hello. Tony thought it was precious.
"Anyway, Natasha is pretty badass, but I don't think you have anything to worry about. Just hit her with the eyes and she is gonna be a goner for sure."
He could actually picture Natasha stopping in the middle of kicking Clint's ass, just to give Peter a tummy rub. He would have to be vigilant from now on. He wouldn't put it past Barton and Romanoff to try and kidnap (catnap?) his little Petey. He was going to write an anti-kitty-napping code into Friday's mainframe.
"And that brings us to... to Steve."
His mood took a nose dive. There was the crux of the matter. Steve.
Peter, clever little kitty that he was, noticed the change in his human immediately, and bumped his head against Tony's cheek with a questioning meow.
"It's... complicated. Steve and I, we used to be in a relationship. Shoot, I haven't given you that particular talk yet, have I? So, when one mature cat really likes another mature cat, and they decide to have a bunch of little kittens together... wait, that's called a litter, right? Okay, so if these two cats really like each other, and are both of a consenting age, they might decide to have a litter of adorable little kittens together, you know, if one was in heat and it's like mating season... do cats have mating seasons? Actually, this comparison doesn't really work, because neither Steve nor I were trying to get each other pregnant... You know what? You are way too young for this kinda talk, mister."
He carefully took Peter into his hand and held the kitten in front of his face, so he could look directly into the big, round eyes.
"I do not want you getting any ideas of running off with any mangy, ruffian tom cat, or some little pussy hussy, that tries to lay their dirty, perverted paws on you, got it?"
Peter leaned over the rim of Tony's hand and licked him on the nose. Tony grinned.
"Okay. But we will be having a 'stranger, danger' talk later."
He then cradled the kitten in both hands and cuddled him into his chest.
"So, back to the Steve issue. We were together. As, in a relationship. All official like, with going on dates and pet names and everything. The media even had a ship name for us: Stony; which, not very original, but no one has ever accused mass media of originality, so what can you do. Anyway, Steve and I were a 'thing', and I thought we were a 'good thing', you know? I mean, we hadn't dropped the L-word yet, but we had been going steady for a pretty long time, and that was kinda a first for me, and... I liked it. Him. Us. Being an 'us' with Steve. And it was good. Comfortable. And then Barnes came back."
His hand stopped petting Peter at the memory, and the kitten softly tapped his paw against Tony's thumb. When Tony looked down, he once again couldn't stop the thought that Peter must somehow understand him, because right then, the little kitten was looking up at him with an almost too human expression of worry and sympathy. He smiled at him and resumed his petting.
"Long story short, Steve slept with Barnes and broke up with me. And, look, it's not like I don't have sympathy for the guy. The things Hydra did to him and made him do... Suddenly being free of all that and having your best friend there with you...  And I understand Steve's side of things as well. Kinda. Those feelings he has for Barnes, they probably weren't anything new. But back in his time, same sex relationships weren't simply frowned upon, but downright illegal. Then there was the war and the serum and everything else... They probably never really had the time or opportunity to realize exactly what they felt for each other. And then suddenly Steve wakes up decades in the future; and everything is different and he gets put on this team of super idiots and there is fighting and aliens and more fighting and in the midst of all of this, there is the cultural shock of having just skipped like two whole generations..."
Tony had been thinking a lot about it, actually. He wasn't always honest with himself, and he wasn't always good with his emotions. It was something Rhodey had said to him a long time ago. That sometimes, in order to understand our own feelings, we had to understand the feelings of those around us.
And with Peter's calming influence, he had been thinking a lot about Barnes and Steve and himself and their relationships.
At first, fresh after the break up, Tony had just been angry. Hurt, too, but that was so much harder to face than the anger had been, and so he had settled on that instead.
After the team had left for the compound (and Tony understood that his personal relationship drama could not stand in the way of the Avengers availability for missions and their need to keep up their training regimen.), he had locked himself in his lab for three days, trying to tinker his anger and hurt away. Then Pepper had lost her patience with him and hauled the genius out of there and made him see a therapist and sleep and eat (not in that order, though).
Any protestations that he didn't need to see a shrink just because his boyfriend broke up with him, were waved away by the woman ("Someone taking care of your mental health has been long overdue.")
It hadn't helped. The therapist and the food and the sleep, non of it had helped and Tony just got angrier and angrier at his own inability to let it all fucking go. (He had missed his Iron Man suit, and being an active Avengers, but even Tony, as much as he hated to admit it, knew that he hadn't been in the right frame of mind for it)
But then had come that fateful night, where Tony had taken his therapists advice to take a peaceful, relaxing stroll around some neighborhood. It hadn't been peaceful, and it hadn't been relaxing, and Tony had been pissed all the more for it. And then he almost got shot by some two bit thug. But he didn't regret it one bit, because those were the circumstances that brought Peter into his life.
Ever since the little kitten had launched himself at Tony's almost murderer and saved the billionaire's life, things had started getting better. Having a tiny, fluffy creature to take care of and adore, had left Tony no time to dwell on his anger. Watching as the kitten explored his new home with too much enthusiasm and too little coordination, had made the man smile and laugh more in those first few days, than he had in weeks (months?).
Cuddling up with Peter anywhere and having the little fluffball purr up a storm, never failed to relax Tony and often lulled him into a deep, and thankfully dreamless, sleep. He quit going to his therapist and started taking Peter with him wherever he went. Pepper wasn't impressed the first time he showed up to a board meeting, with the kitten neatly tucked into his shirt's breast pocket. But she had quickly given in when she saw that Tony actually paid attention during the meeting, and was much more open to listening to the boards suggestions, while he was playing with Peter.
He talked to Peter all the time, about everything. S.I. business, new projects, what he thought about any particular book or movie, his robots, his suit, absolutely anything that came to mind. Aside from the Avengers. Until now.
"So, really, I get it. Those two are probably some kind of star-crossed, destined to be, once in a lifetime, lovers. And I don't even begrudge them finally being together. I just... I hate how it happened. I hate that Steve all but ignored me when Barnes came back from the dead. I hate that he slept with him while we were still an item. I hate that it made me feel like I had been a stand-in for Barnes all along. I hate that I have hardly talked to any of the team since they relocated to the compound. I hate-" He sighed. "I hate that I don't hate him. I kind of want to. I feel like that would be easier, you know?"
Peter just looked at him with his big, adorable eyes and laid his little paw on Tony's chest, right where the genius' heart was beating. Really, sometimes it felt like the kitten understood every word.
"I miss him, but not in the way one misses a significant other. I miss arguing about reading the newspaper on my tablet versus reading it on paper. I miss confusing him with pop culture references he doesn't know about. And I miss him getting on my case about spending too much time in the lab. But I'm not too hung up about all the couples' stuff. Not saying I didn't enjoy the se-  wait, this isn't appropriate for young kitty ears. It's not like I didn't like our 'intimacy', but looking back on it now, I think Steve and I, we were always more of a 'friends with benefits' type of relationship, with more weight placed on the 'friends' part of the deal. Don't get me wrong, I'm still angry about Steve cheating on me like that, and how it all went down, but I think I can forgive him. I mean, obviously we will need to have it out, first. We didn't really get to the 'break up talk' before I pretty much kicked everyone out, and I guess that's partly on me. But, I want to forgive him. So, if Steve and I manage to clear the air between us, and all that sentimental stuff, ... yeah."
Peter had climbed back up to Tony's shoulder and lovingly rubbed his head against every part of his human's face he could reach. Tony laughed.
"Love you, too, Petey. You are the best kitten in the world, you know that? I will tell Vincent to make you something extra special for breakfast tomorrow."
Tony brought his hand up to massage his fingers into the soft fur, while Peter burrowed himself into the man's neck and purred until they both fell asleep.
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tbc
Okay, let me first say, I understand if people might be a bit confused over Tony's seemingly easy forgiveness here, but I hope I managed to portray that in this story, Tony and Steve's previous relationship isn't meant to be the main plot point. It's actually not even meant to be a particularly important plot point. The story's main plot is the relationship between Tony and Peter, and Peter being an adorable little ball of fluff. :-)
Also, I didn't want Tony to be completely broken up because things with Steve went south. Matter of fact is, romantic relationships sometimes don't last. They sometimes don't work out. And sometimes someone messes up. Steve cheated on Tony. That was a douche move, no question. But I didn't want to just bash his character. Steve didn't cheat on Tony because he didn't value him, or because he is just is a super asshole. These are very special circumstances, and things didn't go great, and Steve isn't perfect, and he messed up. But he didn't do it with malicious intent, and he is still a good guy, and he will try his best to repair the trust between him and Tony.
Tony is gonna get a bit of funny, petty revenge on Steve, though. With Peter's help, of course. ;-)
Sidenote: I would really like to know your opinion about Tony's aborted efforts to have 'The Talk', with kitty Peter. :-) :-) :-) I hope it was as funny to read, as it was to write!
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franeridart · 5 years
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Ahhh i love akane uwu
THANK YOU I love her too so knowing you do as well makes me very happy !!!!
Anon said:Hello my name is Eijirou. I am the android sent by cyberlife.
You know, that’s one fandom I never got around to checking out before it died out
Anon said:hi i love ur art, especially your future bakushima! have u read this one ao3 bakushima fic called you can get what you want or you can just get old? i read it recently and it reminded me of your art style a lot... if not, nbd, ur work is so cool! ♡
Anon said:OHHHH MY GOD IM SO SO SO SO SO SORRY FOR SPAMMING YOU WITH LIKES AND REBLOGS THE PAST TWO HOURS AIDFKNDSSNEINDD I JSUT KEPT SCROLLING THROUGH YOUR KIRIBAKU TAG AND LOST TRACK OF TIME AND OH MY GOD I HOPE IT WASN'T TOO ANNOYING
IT’S OKAY DON’T WORRY ABOUT IT if you’re worried about blowing up my phone I have my notifs turned off on it ;;;; thank you so much for liking my krbks that much tho!!!!
Anon said:Every time I seen your art I'm like damn... Who is this person this is great I have to follow and then I look and I'm already following you nice job
Oh dang that’s such a nice compliment!! thank you so much!!!!
Anon said:Wow I finally found the original artist, theres so many reposts of ur art on Twitter that people don't credit and it made me sad cause I really wanted to see all ur work. Thank goodness I stumbled upon this blog!!
Aw dang, really? I even have a twitter, what need to people have of reposting over there :((( orz thank you for liking my things, tho!
Anon said:hello! i really love your kiribaku kids au, i was wondering when we’re going to see them again~ ( ◠‿◠ ) keep up with the good work and content!! have a nice day^^
Anon said:Ahhhh I love??? Your art??? So much??? Like seriously I've been looking at the art on your account so often whenever I type in an F in the search bar it immediately suggests your account. I was just wondering if you're going to do more of the krbk kids because I love them s o m u c h?? I hope you're having a great day! Plus Ultra!
Thank you both so much!!! And that’s a good question... Akane came up so I might indulge with her for a while now, but I love Tai and Mako very dearly too so I’ll probably get back to them sooner or later! They’re a happy family after all, it’s always nice to indulge~
Anon said:If BoKroo were in the MHA universe, what quirks do you think they'd have? Like, it'd be hella dope if you can doodle it.
Aw man sorry but I’m not really much into drawing hq right now :(
Anon said:Your blog should be reffered to as "a remedy for bad days" because honestly, your amazing art always makes my day. ALWAYS. Thank you so much and I hope you have a wonderful day!!!
That’s!!!!!! So sweet!!!!!!!!!! Thank you so much I hope you have the best day ever!!!
Anon said:Pls explain last post me curios potato •.•
I wanna get back to it actually so I’d prefer not to talk about it before I have something more down!! :0 but I’ve seen people in the tags call them androids and that’s not exactly it! What Kiri has on himself is just tech, he’s 100% completely human! Baku might be considered a cyborg I guess, but the only part of him that’s mechanic are his hands 👀 so still mostly human too~
Anon said:How tf are your lines so smooth?!?!
A lot of ctrl+z and allowing them to sorta do whatever they wanna do instead of obsessing over having them be exactly the same as the sketch!
Anon said:Are you alright with rp blogs using your art as icons if they credit you?
Sure, go nuts! Just make sure the credits are visible both from mobile and desktop!
Anon said:I don't know if you're still doing bnha fusions, but what a shinkami (shinsou x kaminari) fusion or a miritama (mirio x tamaki) fusion?
I’m not doing them anymore :((( sorry!
Anon said:I GOT ONE OF YOUR STICKERS FOR CHRISTMAS AND I CRIED A LITTLE BIT BLESS U
NUH ANON BLESS YOU FOR BUYING FROM ME THANK YOU SM!!!!!
Anon said:1. I love the kiribaku dog and cat drawings. They are AMAZINGLY ADORBS 2. Has somebody written an AU for it cause if so I need to read
Thank you!!!!!! And not that I know, sadly :( lots of arts for it around, but no fics that have both of them as kemonomimis at the same time (though there’s a bunch of cat!Baku or wolf!Baku around, they’re n i c e)
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toffee!
no dont apologise! i didnt check until just then so np :)
mmm yeah it is a bit trippy. hehe ITS TRUE THO. yeah sadly i think ur right, and tag blocking is probably a good idea. sometimes smut written well or not in excess is okay but goddamn when its abt 01 line and thats the whole fic... *silently blocks tags*
hehe i do that all the time lol this conversation is carrying on threads from a month ago :) mmm yeah ur probably right sadly, same. HA HE DIDNT HAVE A CHOICE and now i have someone to talk to abt them, so thats good! I KNOW felix was actually the one who got me into skz with his iconique gods menu line so i guess i have a soft spot for him. i always tell myself my bias is chan but ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ guess im more whipped than id like to admit. mmm yeah that does make sense dw i hope they do that as well. YES king seungmin hIMSELF. GODDAMNIT DONT GET ME STARTED ON MINHO IN GODS MENU I DIDNT EVEN KNOW HE WAS PART OF THE GROUP UNTIL I STARTED GETTING MORE INTO THEM. BITCH (affectionate) THE LINE DISTRIBUTION HAS BEEN UTTER DOG SHIT but *deep breath* its better now so were moving on adn hoping it stays that way. sis same but i may or may not have gone thru a rlly depressed phase and actively sought out the elimination episodes so i could actually force some tears out of my emotionless shell of a heart but what cna you do? lmaoo i feel that irl, binnie deserves more vocal lines. yesss channies accent is rlly prominent then, i think also the way he structures his phrasing? is more english speaking than korean? but yeah i totally get what ur saying. AJKSAL lmao
okay then! im excited for whenever it gets done! (maybe tag me?) ahh the cold shrivelled heart of a dark au writer beats again at the thought of torturing another poor characters very soul (/j) :(( yeah that would suck not being able to see them. ohhh ur on the other hemisphere to me! were just going into spring rn. mmm smth to look forward to! YES you put it into words. they rlly are pretty independent from the company (remember how jyp rejected that other dudes songs after like 3 seconds and then how he was apparently nervous to show the song hed written to chan cos chan was so good at writing hits ahhh sweet revenge) mmmYES we rlly need a mute and remove notifications button for our brains dont we?
YES CORRECT i totally agree. some people jsut dont give it a try, adn assume its bad cos its korean smh racist assholes. yes! im coming up to my 6 month anniv actually! sis sAME, i feel like theyre being tugged into appealing to the western american market and theyre not staying as true to their artistic flair as a group, especially with only writing english songs atm. *sigh* ah well, at least theyre bringing recognition to the kpop world. AHUH dead on, theyre going to be discarded pretty soon and then where will bp be? theyll prob go solo paths which is rlly sad but what can you do when the company is run by a prideful asshole? yg is not going to last much longer in the big four if they keep this up.
hehe you get it. oooh very cool! whos ur ult? (sorry if youve said this before) mmmm yeah good decision, i feel liek thats probably a wise decision. this is my first album release as a kpop stan (not counting mixtape oh) so i think ill get it for sentiments sake. yeah! im excited for the new music! mingi was the one who got me into them, but atm my bias is seonghwa followed by san, wooyoung and ateez but jonghos high notes man *swoon* he, yeah atm ive got jake, jay, nikki, jungwon and sunoo down so just trying to get the rest :) heh, yeah kard i rlly only got into cos of bm, ive seen him like interacting with a lot of idols and he seemed nice so i decided to check out the group. ikr gunshot man *another swoon*
no noe! i didnt know what it was until i got it lol. thx toffee ill try and take that to mind :) yeah lol im on a waiting list thats not going to be free until late september so hopefully i can hold on until then. hope ur okay, that sounds like it sucks, hope you can find someone. maybe ill just take you along on my phone and the therapist can get a two for one patient deal lmaooo. mmm, sorry no i havent mentioned it before, i dont rlly talk abt it much. uhhh basically hypermobility? if you google it, it doesnt seem bad, jsut joint flexibility but ive got the severe end of the stick, leaning towards ehlers danlos syndrome so thats fun. basically it just makes it hard for me to exercise, run, jump, stand or just walk for long periods of time and gives me a lot of joint and muscle pain so... thats fun! but obviously so many other people have it worse than me, so i try not to complain. normally in young people it will improve as they get older, but my doctor said bc its severe in me, its unlikely to get much better. but again, i dont have the worst lot in the bunch, so its all g.
oh its good that its not the bad type of rain, a light sprinkling can be relaxing sometimes. aww thx darl, the concern is appreciated but it went pretty well and i managed not to cough too much on stage or kill myself trying to run around to the other side of the stage in the pouring rain so thats good! oooh tea buddies! my dogs a labradoodle, but shes a bit more of a feral poodle lol not much labrador in her at all, unless its her relentless urge to hunt down every bird that has ever walked this earth smh :((( hopefully they can come back on soon, does uni have dances?
ahhh a mood if i ever heard one. hopefully things will get better for you soon, ik anxiety sucks ass. ooh thats always good! when its sunny here, its always melt ur thongs to the pavement hot so the nicely cool sunny days are a lovely change. hehe impatience is not so good for you, but good for us that get to see ur beautiful theme early. ahh no worries, itll come eventually hopefully. and if not, then just things that make you not anxious are good. it doesnt have to be black or white, sometimes gray is good. mmmmm sames i have midterms this week to catch up on and then two weeks of end of terms so thats fun! i hope u can overcome that a little, heres some channie to be ur motivation https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a8LWyNjzOww. hah! i hear that all the time, he seems to be everywhere. did you see that tiktok of hans slowed back door rap, i stg it sounded EXACTLY like namjoon, it kinda scared me. also teh beginning of another day, sounds so much like joon i swear.
that reminds me! idk ur biases! i feel like this should be smth i should know so please! feel free to elaborate!
ahh im glad, i was worried it is. mmm same, so no hard feelings if either of us misses a day or smth. ill start worrying if weeks/months have gone by, but if its just a little while thats more than fine. ill just picture you studiously completing notes and i wont worry lol
<3 w.a. 🐺
at some point i really think i'm going to start blocking accounts because blocking tags won't be enough. i saw ask tags the other day and it just made me want to bleach my eyeballs.
i could talk about god's menu felix for hours man. the teaser for god's menu that featured his part on the bridge made me look forward to the mv release. you: biases chan, also you: lixiesbabyhands. yes you are more whipped than you think. i can't believe orange haired minho was given NOTHING during that era but they kind of made up for it in the b-sides. i also hope it stays that way. the distribution for this era was pretty fair.
"torturing another poor character's soul" in all honesty, i used to live for this. 2017 me leading up to early 2020 wrote nothing but angst. i have another aussie friend on twt and tbh i'm still really (O.o) about the seasons! jyp should be terrified skz could easily take over that company. heck if skz grow old and start their own company, they'd probably do a great job at running it. PLEASE. i have issues on muting/notifications both mentally and in real life. sometimes, i just wish to disappear.
some people in my country are just disgusting tbh. not only racist but homophobic too. they label kpop as 'gay' and it DISGUSTS me. it's a problematic behavior/mindset people in my country need to fucking get rid of. anyway, HELP ME 6 MONTHS??? and i've been in this shit for like a decade eye. tbh, i’m not fond of kpop groups trying to appeal to the western audience :// it feels like they’re losing their identity in a way. yes recognition but at what cost? yg has my favorite groups but that’s one shitty company when it comes to promoting.
okay my ult! it’s haechan from nct but i consider chan an ult too. like a close second above my whopping list of kpop boys. oh yes! you should get the album just for like a keepsake? remembrance? how did mingi appeal to you? omg did you start getting interested in ateez back when he was still on hiatus? NOT YOU BIASING THE SAME PEOPLE I DID WHEN I FIRST STARTED STANNING. the infamous ateez thot-line. jongho is easily one of the best fourth gen vocalists out here, no one can change my mind :( good luck with memorizing the rest of enhypen! just in time for the comeback too. i hope i’ll get into kard soon but i’m pretty content (and a tad bit overwhelmed) with the amount of groups i stan right now.
please hold on though, feel free to vent here if you like. thanks for the offer tho HAHA but like i’ll try to get checked here too when the cases die down a bit. i’m sorry to hear about your condition though :( please don’t ever overwork yourself to the point that your joints/muscles would ache. it’s completely valid to complain about it tho. i get that you have others in mind but keeping that mindset really doesn’t do you (like you internally) any better? so if you need to, vent your frustrations out and don’t keep it in.
oh my god, about your performance last sunday. was the stage out in the open? glad you didn’t cough too much and did well on your concert. i’m proud of you! i can never understand dogs and poor birds T_T uni doesn’t have dances unfortunately. i think there’s just one party at the end like a graduation ball. what year are you in anyway? if it’s something that you’re fine with sharing. if not, it’s cool.
good luck with your exams! and thanks for the link! AHA what a cutie. i think he does this motivation thing once in a while during his lives and it’s just comforting. yeah joon and han my irl just freaked when we made that discovery. ult crumbs for her. oh god not me forgetting about every biases when you asked. you can ask for my biases in a few groups just list down the one’s you’re interested in knowing. 
i missed yesterday because i was grinding and finishing what if we stay + school work. finally did it today. i’m sure i’ll reply in like a day or two, definitely not a month unless i state otherwise. if i ever decide to abandon this blog, i’ll let you know.
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