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multific · 1 year
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Second Chance
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K'uk'ulkan x Reader
How do you hide a pregnancy from a god?
How do you hide a child from their father?
But most of all, how do you tell him?
When you refused to participate in the fight against Wakanda, he made you leave, exiled you from your home and told you that if you ever enter the ocean he would be there to kill you. He would show you no mercy.
He didn't know back then, but you were with child. It was the reason you refused to fight. It was your first ever child, finally, your gods gifted you a child after being married to your husband for so long.
And he didn't even know.
"I will not fight against Wakanda."
"You know what that would mean, My Wife?" you looked at him, confused. "It would mean you will be no longer the Queen of Talokan, as Queen it is your duty to protect your people. You are one of the best warriors."
"I will not fight."
"Then you shall leave my castle! My cave and MY ocean! You do not deserve your title, and if you ever even touch the water, I'll be there to kill you, and do not think that because of our past, I'd show mercy! You betrayed your people! You betrayed me!"
Back then, it was s suspicion of yours. Unable to confirm it with your healers before he sent you away. His eyes filled with hatred and anger.
It wasn't the man you married, the man you loved. This was Namor.
And now, here you were, living in Wakanda as the new Queen was willing to have you in her home. She confirmed your suspicion after the fight, you were indeed with child.
This was all months ago. And now, into your fifth month, you finally felt ready to face the man who broke your heart.
Wearing a light gown but a robe on top of it, hiding your child from their father as you touched the water.
For the last months, you never once entered the waters. Only staying in a tub of water to relieve your thirst as you could live longer without water.
As soon as you touched the water, you knew. He was on his way. You hoped he was calm, you hoped he had time to think. You just stood there, waiting in the knee-deep water.
Couple of moments later, you saw him emerge, with his spear in his hands. Damn him and how amazing he looked. Damn him and how much you loved him. He spoke in your native tongue.
"I told you to never enter the waters again! It was my warning. I will not hesitate to kill you just because once you were my wife."
And yet, he was hesitating.
"I came so you can meet someone." you reached for your robe when he stood in front of you, looking into your eyes, all you could see in his was anger.
"I do not wish to meet anyone. You betrayed me. You refused to fight to protect our nation."
"I had my reason."
"Your reason was that you are a coward." you untied your robe when his spear touched your skin, the sharp edge almost cutting your skin. "Don't make me kill you, leave the water." he whispered.
"I came so you can meet your child." you said as you dropped the robe, letting it fall into the water as you tugged on your dress, showing him the baby bump. "It is a girl. Shuri confirmed it. She is healthy, and often moves around as I feel her kick my ribs." you watched him, tried to read him as his eyes were glued to your belly.
"You-"
"She is the reason why I refused to fight. I suspected I was pregnant and I couldn't risk it. As much as I love the people of Talokan, we have been praying so hard for a baby." you saw him tumble, almost falling to his knees as you started to take steps backwards. He followed you, never once taking his eyes off.
"My Love..."
"Your hate consumed you, Namor. Your hate pushed me away. If you continue with this, you will lose her as well."
"You would take my child from me?"
"Your actions would take her from you."
"How far along are you?"
"I'm almost six months." he finally fell, landing in the water he looked at you with pleading eyes. No more anger.
"My Love, I'm so so sorry. I know an apology wouldn't be enough to make up for my mistake."
"Apologise to your daughter. You know very well, I am a fool who would forgive you even if you kill me. I love you too much." you moved to sit down in front of him in the sand. Letting his arms go around you as he hugged you close, one of his palms on your bump as you felt your baby move.
"My Little One, I deeply apologise for being so harsh. My hatred truly blinded me. I hope one day you will be able to forgive me as well. Your mother is too good for me." he placed a kiss on your belly, right over your thin dress. "Return home My Love. I truly believe I don't deserve a second chance. But I wish to make everything right. I want my daughter to be born where I can be present."
"I wish to go back, but if this happens again, I-"
"It will not. I promise." and now you saw in his eyes, hope, love and determination.
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callmissrogers · 2 months
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There For His Girl | Steve Rogers x Reader One Short
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Summary: Y/n has reached her limit. Work has been difficult. People have been short, and some just mean. It all brings her back to her childhood, and right now, she just wants to pretend to be ok. So determined to pretend she tries to push her concerned husband away.
WARNINGS ⚠️ This contains mentions of a toxic relationship with the reader's mother and quotes some of their arguments. If this is a trigger for you, please DO NOT proceed. It also contains angst, fluff, and comfort. Also, very little editing and wrote on my phone.
Steve Rogers x wife reader
Word count: 1,370
Notes: The next part in the That's My Girl series will be going up today or tomorrow. I was feeling the need for some comfort myself, so this is what I wrote. Hope you like it!
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Y/n slammed the door, tears streaming down her face she pressed her back into the wall and slid down until she was a small ball on the floor.
"Why do I do this?" She sobbed hating herself.
Y/n had had a rough few days. It seemed like no matter what she did or said, people were short with her. Everything was going wrong, and after one mistake, which led to a snarky backhanded compliment from Tony Stark himself, well, Y/n was done. Usually, it didn't get to her like this anymore, but her emotions frayed to a breaking point.
Her dad always told her she wore her heart on her sleeve but she just thought her mom was right and that instead of enduring this made her a nuisance.
Why should she be so bothered when people utter unkind things to her?
Why can't she pull herself together?
"You're always start crying! Stop trying to make me feel bad"
"You're stabbing me in the back by trying to do something different"
"Don't you know I need you here? Stop thinking about yourself and making everything harder on me"
This and many other instances where y/n would be belittled, ridiculed, screamed at, lectured for two hours at 1 in the morning, and reduced to making herself as small and as unseen as possible while being a sobbing mess, had made her what she is today.
Too sensitive. At least that's what she told herself at times like this.
And why couldn't she just talk about it like a normal person instead of blowing something trivial out of proportion?
Literally five minutes ago....
Steve had come home the night before. Poor guy had been so tired that he fell asleep in uniform on the couch.
Y/n had been carefully tiptoeing around the kitchen so as not to accidentally wake him up. Intending to surprise him before heading to work.
She was supposed to be going over mission plans with Vision today. This was the kind of work that excited her. None of the agents would bother them while they were working, which meant that she could just disappear for the day.
She platted up breakfast and carried it over to set it on the coffee table in front of the sleep soilder.
Tho he didn't actually wake up until she set down his mug of coffee.
Eyes fluttering open he peered up at her groggyily. "Hi" He mumbled, pushing himself upright. "Hey sleepy head." Y/n said, trying to make her voice sound chipper.
Steve sighed contentedly as he stretched out his muscles before standing up.
"Mind if I go change clothes before I enjoy this masterpiece?" He asked. Y/n turned to face him, attempting to smooth down his wild bedhead and then said, "Go ahead"
He was back a matter of moments, settling down next to her and drinking deeply from his coffee.
"Thank you for this," He sighed leaning over and gently kissing her on the cheek. Y/n just nodded, trying to keep her mind on a healthy track she focused on eating.
"Did you sleep well?" Steve asked. Taking another bite, she thought about lying and telling him that she had had the best night sleep.
"Sorta" She said trying to stiffle a yawn. "What does sorta mean?" Steve asked turning to look at her. "Nothing really. I'm good! Nothing some strong coffee won't fix."
Steve placed his hands on her shoulders, making her look at him. He studied the dark circles, the faint tint of bloodshot in her eyes, how she held herself and her fiddling hands.
"Hm," He said, his voice low in his chest.
Y/n knew exactly what he was doing, shaking his hands off her shoulders and standing up she said, "I should probably get ready for work."
Steve stood up, grabbing her wrist and stopping her. "Y/n, you look exhausted." "I'm fine" "You're twirling your hair, which means you're not telling the truth." "Steve, c'mon I don't have time for this" "Y/n, it looks like you've been crying" She pulled his hand off her wrist and started to walk away from him, "I'm going to work." "Sweetheart, please just tell me what's - " "Steve! Please just listen to me and leave me alone!" She yelled, cutting him off. She ran off to the bedroom, and that's when the door slammed.
Steve stood there a moment, thinking about honoring her request and leaving her be. But his protective nature overtook him and he decided that the best thing to do would be to be there for his girl.
In the bedroom.
Y/n sat against the wall still crying into her hands, body trembling, thinking hateful thoughts about herself.
She heard Steve knock on the door, saying "Sweetheart, can I come in?"
When she didn't answer him, he slowly opened the door and stepped inside.
She could feel him kneeling down in front of her, "Sweetheart," He whispered, trying to tuck her hair behind her ear to which she only buried her face further.
The next thing that happened, was Steve scooping her up into his arms and settling down in the arm chair that sat in the room.
Somehow this just made her cry more.
"Oh honey, come on now. Take a deep breath. In through the nose and out through the mouth." He soothed.
After about ten minutes of this, her crying settled down, breath becoming rhythmic.
Once he was sure that she had calmed down enough to be able to communicate with him, he asked his voice low and rumbling through his chest, "Do you wanna talk about what's going on in that pretty little head of yours?"
She nodded against his shirt. "Everything" she gasped. "Everything?" He asked, pulling her back so he could look her in the face. Dabbing away the leftover tears.
"I'm too emotional. Everything the last few days just hurts. I let everything get under my skin... I just. . Lately, people and Stark are just mean, or maybe I'm just too sensitive.. and now I've yelled at you, too." She said, trying to get up.
"Now hold on a minute, " He cooed, keeping her in place.
"What did Tony say?" "Nothing. I messed up and he was being sarcastic, but I'm such a mess that it hurt" she said her voice breaking. "Alright. Listen to me. One, you are not too emotional. The world tells everyone to button up and be cynical. You, my dear, are a light in all that mess. You do care and that's a very good thing -- I don't want you to listen to anyone that would belittle that, ok?" He asked getting a slow, uncertain nod in response. "Ok. Secondly, people can be mean, especially Stark. People also have power trips and want to pull people down to make themselves feel stronger or better. This means there's one thing you can always be certain of: Do you know what that is?" "What?" "They're wrong. Anyone who would belittle you to make a point or to win an argument or for any other reason, is just a bully." "But what if-" "ah. No what ifs. Thirdly, and this one is the one that's most important of the three." "Then why'd it come last?" She asked clearly beginning to feel a little bit better if she could tease him now. Steve simply rolled his eyes and continued,
"I want you to remember that when you're upset, you can always talk to me. No matter how silly it might make you feel, your feelings are safe with me." "Steve I just yelled at you for no rea-" "No. You had a reason. You were upset. I can see that and you know what that means? It means I can take it too. When I put this ring on your finger," He said taking her hand in his and running a finger across her knuckles. "I signed up for this. I'd rather have you get emotional than bottle things up and hide them from me."
Y/n looked down at their still intertwined hands and then back up at him. Nodding again and breathed out an "ok"
"Ok." Steve replied, giving her his usual comforting smile and kissing her forehead.
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omaano · 5 months
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Commission of Chamber for @bish-0-p :)
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Wolverine is the definition of brutally honest and you can't tell me otherwise
Note: This isn't part of the main x men comics it's from a mini series that's I believe called kitty and wolverine I'll look it up again later and add what it's called
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ultradude13 · 2 months
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Animated Marvel 1991 series card: Thor
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lilli-isa · 1 month
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me as marvel a character ! i love what it did to my clothes !! ❤️🖤💛🩵
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vindrawins · 9 months
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Daredevil - Red Character - Color Wheel Challenge
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lux-nocturna · 1 year
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Deep Melancholy 💮
Marvel Oc Jasmine (she/her)
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girl4music · 1 year
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And that’s how a legend does it!
Buffy redefined what it meant to be a Slayer. Not just for herself as the Slayer but for everyone that could potentially become a Slayer and would be able to make that choice for themselves. She never backed down to the controlling methods and unfair tactics of the Watcher’s Council. She never let herself be controlled by any authority figure. She was the law. She was the leader. That’s what being a Slayer meant. To take the reigns of a vehicle very few would choose to drive because of the immense responsibility that would be thrust upon them but still wanting the power anyway. Buffy never chose this life - this role - this responsibility. Nevertheless she took it and lived with it anyway. But only under her terms and conditions. Which is how it should be. I love the character but I find it very difficult to love her arc when much of it is written in such a way where she’s made out the martyr. The heroine that sacrificed herself, her life, her childhood and her happiness to save the world. And every time she would lose out. She would be left in severe pain and trauma or just ended up dead or depressed. It’s highly disconcerting to watch that. The one saving grace of the character’s arc was that she finally turned around and said enough was enough. That I could get behind. That I could support. That I could cheer on. Before that… I couldn’t stand it. This character was just constantly suffering all for her cause - her fate - her destiny, and a supernatural war that started long before she was ever fucking born and was basically forced to become the champion for.
“With great power comes great responsibility.” - Said Spider-Man. Another hero who unwilling became one. But also - like Buffy - decided to accept it anyway despite never choosing the life of a warrior and hero either. The super powers were just given to him. He never outright earned them. He never grafted for them. Well, of course not. He never wanted them. But if not earning them or grafting for them meant he didn’t deserve them… then he should have a choice. Ultimately both Spider-Man and Buffy took the reigns of being the human world’s hero. But it wasn’t until half way through their arcs that they accepted them.
Take away choice and there is no point to any of it. The world does not get a hero. They get a martyr. They get someone who died as a saviour for it only. For they neglect their own autonomy in the process. Controlling, abusing, manipulating, radicalising, gaslighting is what it inevitably becomes. Until the one with all the power takes full possession of it and uses it to help and inspire the innocent to save itself. To be their own warrior and hero. To have autonomy. That is ultimately what Buffy did and it’s the only real reason why her arc stands the test of time. The moment she gave this ‘power’ speech to her controllers was the moment she truly grew up.
Buffy is a legend because she made herself one.
Learn from her example.
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So out of having time to kill, I decided to make some stuffed Spider-Man and Deadpool frogs.
I used the Spidey suit specific to the PS4 video game with the white spider.
Lots of fabric paint and attempting to take a pattern on a human body and translating it to frog. And because I painted everything on before sewing, not everything lined up (especially on Spider-Man).
But I love how they came out regardless. Now excuse me while I go complain about knee and back pain for the next week 😮‍💨 [exhale emoji]
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[image descriptions]
Image one: the Spider-Man frog with the PS4 white spider suit on the left of the Deadpool from which has the suit I believe is more accurate to the movie version. They’re both facing the camera. They’re sitting on an off-white mattress with a baby themed pillow behind them.
Image two: The Deadpool frog is alone and facing the left.
Image three: The Deadpool frog is alone and stomach up, being held by my hand.
Image four: The Spider-Man frog is alone and facing the left.
Image five: The Spider-Man frog is alone and stomach up, being held by my hand.
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Watching Law and Order SVU.
Look at him!! A baby!! I love Elden Hensen haha.
We now know what Foggy would have actually looked like in college! 😂🥺❤️
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multific · 10 months
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Imagine Dating Peter Maximoff
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Peter Maximoff x Reader
Summary: You two were the exact opposite, a completely unlikely couple. 
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Peter was always the fast kid with kleptomania.
Then he became an X-Men and he found his true potential.
Now, he was the fast kid who saved lives and bragged about it back at the school.
You on the other hand was the quiet girl. The quiet bookworm who loved to read romantic stories under the trees.
No one ever noticed you. You liked to take things slow and steady.
You two were the exact opposite, a completely unlikely couple. 
And yet, it worked perfectly.
You were what Peter needed to become slow and focused. And he was what you needed to build up your confidence and open up to people.
Peter often found himself in your room, just watching you study or do homework like a lost puppy. 
He would stare back and forth between your face and the book in front of you.
"Are you done yet?" was an often-asked question.
"Nope." was always the answer.
But once all of your books were off to the side, all of your attention moved to him.
And Peter craved attention from his pretty girlfriend.
Dates with him were always something else.
He loved the arcade so he would often bring you to one. Playing games together was fun, he would win more than you.
He also enjoyed bringing you to fares. Winning prizes, your room was filled to the brim with plushies he won for you. He loved the ferris wheel and would always kiss you on the very top of it.
It was a tradition.
Peter was not a big fan of cooking but he loved to watch you and help you cook.
Since he loves to eat, he would do anything for a meal prepared by you.
You absolutely adored him, sometimes trying to keep up with him was a bit difficult but you somehow managed.
He often brought you to the roof of the school, looking at the stars and talking about your future. You loved those sweet moments because you knew that everything he said was true.
Every time he told you how much he loved you, every time he told you about the house you two will have and about the wedding you two will plan.
A future so nice it gave you comfort and power.
So yes, it is true the two of you were an unlikely couple, but no one could ever imagine the two of you not together. 
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djarinslover · 2 years
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I miss Yelena. Can’t wait to see more of her
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annabelle--cane · 8 months
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her pronouns are HE/HIM
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irlplasticlamb · 11 months
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i love it when spider people…..
prints + merch + commission info
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ultradude13 · 5 months
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Colossus briefing art by Dave Cockrum
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