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Like an animal | Bucky Barnes
Pairing -> Avengers!Bucky Barnes x Avengers!Fem!Reader
Summary -> When you don’t want to hear when Bucky says something and you get hit by sex pollen he makes sure you know that you should listen to Bucky when he says something.
Wordcount -> 2.371
Warnings -> (E) 18+, Minors DNI, smut, sex pollen, slight thigh riding, oral (fem!receiving), unprotected p in v, rough sex, hate sex, using of the word slut
Request -> Heyyy. I saw your Bucky smut menu and I couldn’t resist lol. Could you do 1. Either enemies to lover or sex pollen (maybe both idk im not picky) 2. Protective Bucky (I wouldn’t oppose to him being slightly jealous too lmao) 3. Oral f receiving and hate sex. And for the petnames I cannot stand anything like pet, kitten, bunny, puppy. No shame to ppl who like them, im just more simple. I'm fine with stuff like babe/baby, doll, honey, sweetheart. I hope this wasn’t too picky lol😭❤️🤞🏾 @blckbarbiedoll
A/N -> Thank you so much for the request. I hope you like it. I tried to include everything you asked for so yeah just read and decide if you like it or not I guess haha. Divider made by @firefly-graphics.
Events -> Bucky Barnes Smut Menu
Masterlist | Bucky Barnes Masterlist
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Bucky groans when you just hit the Hydra Agent before he runs away and you follow him. The brown-haired man told your brother he would take care of you, but you’re always so stubborn around him and need to prove that you can do things on your own. Of course he knows, but being the protective man he usually is, he is even stronger when he is with you. Not only because of your brother, who is also his best friend, but also because he likes you. Way more than he admits, he really likes you since the day you started to work together, and the two are always around each other. But a part of him hates you for being so stubborn; at least he hates you in a way that he wants to fuck your attitude out of you and teach you some manners.
He tried to convince you to help, but you were just shaking your head and pushed him away before you punched the other agent. Bucky was standing there, rolling his eyes, but he knows he shouldn’t make you angry; otherwise, he would get some punches as well.
When you run after the agent, he follows you with a groan. Looking around the corner to be sure there is no other agent. When Bucky walks around the corner, the floor is empty, and he can only hear some shouts and some noises, which tell him that you’re beating the guy up.
Meanwhile, you’re in a room with the agent; he just ran into it, and in your headspace of wanting to punch him, you follow him. You don’t really look around you; you’re not noticing the suspicious things around you. The only thing you’re focused on is the Hydra agent opposite you.
“You’re such a naive little girl, aren’t you?”
“Shut up. You don’t know me, and a little girl couldn’t punch you like that,” you shout and walk closer while you lift your hand.
He laughs darkly, waiting until you’re just a few steps away. Then he pushes a button, and a loud noise echoes through the room. You immediately cover your ears with your hands, trying to make the noise quieter. The agent pushes you to the side; you fall and crash against a table before you fall to the ground and make yourself smaller. You press your legs to your chest, your head resting on your knees, while you see the man pushing another button. Then he leaves the room, the noise gets quieter, and you inhale loudly, relaxing your body while there is a complete silence in the room.
You slowly sit up, looking around, but the Hydra agent isn’t in the room anymore. The doors are closed, and you inspect the things around you. There are a lot of containers, big containers. They are filled with some kind of colorful gas, and you wonder what kind of experiments they are doing there.
“Y/N? Are you there?” Bucky shouts from outside the room, trying to open the door.
“Bucky, did you catch him?”
“No?”
“Then do it!” you shout annoyedly back and roll your eyes.
“No! We need to get you out of that lab; there are chemicals.”
You sigh, annoyed. Bucky crashes with his shoulder against the door. While you hear him groaning, you stand up and walk over to one of the containers.
“BUCKY!”
“What? I try to open the door, oke!”
“Yeah, hurry up. It-It’s cooking,” you shout back, taking a step back when the liquid connects itself with the gas.
“What?”
Before you can answer, it bangs, and a big cloud of liquid and gas is over the container, slowly getting bigger like the fog during a rainy and cold morning.
“What the fuck are you doing there?” Bucky asks, and you laugh sarcastically.
“I didn’t do anything. Here are some liquids and gases, and it just- I don’t know. It’s green! Is that normal? Is it supposed to be green?”
“I don’t know. I’m not Bruce.”
“Bucky! James! When he is green, it’s not good, so get me out of that room.”
The fog coats the room, and even when you try not to inhale it, you feel it slowly rushing through your veins, and everything starts to tingle. You feel like you get needy in a way you never were before, and you feel your pants dripping, soaking your panties immediately. You moan softly, your hand slides between your legs, and you shiver at the touch of your fingers. You rub the fabric of your panties and pants against your wet folds, feeling a bit of relief when you move faster against your fingers. A moment later, the door crashes, and you remove your hand. With wide eyes, you look at Bucky, who just broke the door and is looking around.
“Get out of there, doll,” he demands, holding his hand out for you to grab it.
“B-Bucky. I-“
He makes you shut up when he holds your hand and pulls you against him. His firm, muscular chest presses against you, and you groan softly. His leg is pressed against your cunt, and you start to grind yourself against it, making Bucky look at you with furrowed eyebrows.
“What do you think you’re doing there?”
“Please, those- Bucky- Sex pollen,” you mumble, your head falling against his chest while you move your hips slowly against his thigh.
He gasps, his hands immediately around your waist to push you back slightly. Your head falls back, and your eyes are filled with pure desire and lust when you look at him. You bit onto your lip, trying to push your hips against him, feeling the friction you had when you moved against his leg, but he holds you still.
“Please, Bucky.”
“You should learn some manners, shouldn’t you? Running after a Hydra agent and being in one room with him. He could have done filthy things to you. Do you like that? Do you like being used by a man?” Bucky groans; his eyes darken when he feels his dick harden in his pants.
As much as he hates the thought of you being used as a fuck toy by someone else, he loves the thought of using you as his own little doll. Where he can let out his jealousy and his frustration that you just can’t listen during missions and that you always talk back.
“Answer me!" his tone is rough, his fingers digging into your waist, and you moan softly.
“Yes.”
Bucky groans and leans closer to you. Then he presses his lips onto yours and pulls you closer, his hard dick pressing against your stomach, and you whimper. His hands roam over your body, finding their way up your sides, squeezing your breasts through the fabric of your shirt and bra before he slides them back down and lifts you up. You wrap your legs around his waist, your arms around his neck, and your lips never leave his while he carries you to the next counter he can find.
With one movement, he shoves everything off the surface and places you on top of it. He takes a step back, still spreading your legs apart while his hands glide along your thighs. Bucky grips the waistband of your pants, tugging at them. You move your body up to help him so he can take off your pants and panties. And he does; he shoves both down your legs and smirks when he sees your already dripping pussy. You moan; the cold air hitting your wetness makes you even more desperate, and you want to move a hand between your folds, but Bucky stops you, gripping your hand and pushing it away.
“Don’t dare to touch yourself. You need to learn manners, and I will teach you them.”
Bucky gets on his knees in front of you, his hands sliding along your thighs before he grips them and holds them apart. Then he kisses a trail along your stomach until he reaches your pussy. His tongue slides through your folds softly, and the warmth of it lets you shiver. Bucky lets go, smiling when he sees your hands gripping the surface to ground yourself.
“Good girl,” he praises.
With a short kiss on your stomach, he guides his tongue back to your folds, sucking softly at your clit and circling it with his tongue before he lowers his movements to your entrance. Your moans and whimpers encourage him to continue to give you the pleasure you want him to give you with his tongue.
“Don’t cum before I allow you to cum.”
You nod, and he raises an eyebrow, looking at you. His hot breath against your wet pussy, coated in your arousal and his saliva. Bucky works his tongue slowly inside of you, taking his time while you push yourself more against him, trying to get more of his tongue. More of him inside of you.
“Bucky-“
“I teach you manners. So we go by my pace,” he explains, kissing your clit.
“You’re a tease, aren’t you, Barnes?”
“Such a big mouth for such a little girl, huh?”
He nibbles softly at your clit, sliding his tongue through your folds again before he kisses every inch of your private part. Bucky loves the way you whimper to get more of the pleasure he gives you. He brings you close to your orgasm, but whenever you want to cum, he just kisses your skin softly. He just needs to push his tongue inside of you, and you are almost over the edge, your walls clenching around him, and he imagines his dick inside your wet, warm hole. The way you’re going to squeeze it when you cum and the way you will moan his name when he thrusts his dick deep inside of you.
Bucky gets up, making you whine. He smirks, his hands still sliding over your thighs before he removes them. You want to protest, but you don’t when you hear him unbuckling his belt before he pushes his pants and boxers down. His hard cock springs free, the tip leaking with pre-cum. He is huge, and you smirk softly when you see the veins running along his shaft. Bucky grabs his cock, stroking it a few times while he rubs his thumb over his tip and smears the pre-cum all over his dick. Then he slaps his dick against your clit, making you gasp.
“You’re so needy,” he says, his cock resting between your wet folds.
Then he likes his dick up with his entrance and pushes himself inch by inch inside of you. He stretches you open like no one ever did before, and your walls are already squeezing his dick. Bucky tries his best not to cum immediately; the warmth and tightness of your pussy make him go crazy. He pushes himself inside of you completely. You moan loudly, your hands find their way to his shoulder, and you grip them. Then you pull him closer, and Bucky breaks the distance between your lips, kissing you roughly while he gives you a moment to adjust to his dick.
Bucky pulls out of you, thrusting inside of you even harder. He is rough, fucking your attitude out of you and the way you talk back. He slams his dick inside of you, forcing it completely between your tight walls. You almost scream at the harshness of his thrusts, his balls slapping against your ass while he fucks you like a wild animal. But the two of you need it - the roughness, the slight pain inside of you, which turns slowly into pleasure. A kind of pleasure you never felt before, one only he can give you while he fucks you like a slut, a toy that just wants to be used by Bucky.
“I hate your fucking attitude,” he says, pulling out to slam his dick harder inside of you.
You scream, your fingers digging into the skin of his back. Your back arches, and you move against him, wanting him deeper.
“I hate the way you always need to talk back.”
He uses his metal hand to grip your throat. Bucky just holds his hand there; he doesn’t squeeze your neck.
“Fucking. Little. Slut,” he groans between his thrusts.
“Bucky- I’m-“
“Shhh. But even when you annoy me with that, I love you, doll,” he admits while he fucks you like an animal.
You throw your head back, overwhelmed by the pleasure he gives you. You feel every vein of his cock; he hits your sweet spot whenever he thrusts inside of you.
“I wanna cum, please. I- Bucky, I love you too. Can I cum? Please?”
He chuckles, bringing his other hand to your clit and rubbing circles on it. At the same harsh pace, he pushes his high lengths inside of you.
“Cum, doll. All over my dick.”
And you do as he tells you. While you scream his name in pleasure, you feel the know in your stomach snapping, and you cum all over his dick. Bucky watches in awe at you while you cum, then he looks down where his dick is connected with you. His cock is covered in your cum, and he groans. When you squeeze him even more, he doesn’t need long until he cums inside of you, painting your walls with his seeds while he slows his movements. You both breathe heavily, your bodies covered in sweat, and Bucky lets himself fall down on top of you. Your hands slide from his shoulders into his soft brown hair, and you play with them.
“Do you mean that, doll?”
“What?”
“That you love me too.”
“Yeah, I love you, Buck.”
He smiles, leaning closer to kiss you softly. His plumb lips perfectly fit against yours.
“Let’s clean us, and then we go back to the compound. I will make sweet love to you there. How does it sound? And then a movie night.”
“But I decide the movie,” you say.
The two of you laugh before he kisses you again and slowly pulls out of you. Bucky helps you to clean yourself before he cleans himself between a lot more kisses.
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fotibrit · 2 days
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Tony, sending peter pictures of any spiders he comes across every time he sees one: “Is this your friend?”
Peter, trying very hard to pretend that this running joke means nothing to him: “That is my friend. Be nice to them.”
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hurtspideyparker · 2 days
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Thinking about all the subtle irondad canon in MCU.
The ease Peter used Stark tech to make his suit in FFH meaning he's likely spent time in Tony's lab
All the types of Spider-suits in the data base implying Tony had been working on tons of Spider-Man gadgets and suits for Peter
Peter has been an Iron Man fan since he was at least 8 years old
Tony lent Peter a car to take his driver's test (from a car commercial)
Tony actually listens to all the unimportant details of Peter's life (and remembers them) such as getting a churro on patrol and when he quit band practice
Tony to Happy about his party: "did you invite the kid? Why do you hate fun, I like the kid I want you to invite the kid" (from another commercial)
Tony thinks of himself as a father figure to Peter ("my dad never really gave me a lot of support and I'm just trying to break the cycle of shame")
Peter being Tony's favourite young adult
Peter is affectionately referred to as 'the kid' so often that everyone knows exactly who Tony is talking about (e.g. Steve, Happy)
Tony keeping a photo of Peter in his home after his death (for longer than he actually knew Peter)
Tony not wanting to mess with time travel because he valued a peaceful life with Pepper and Morgan over half the universe's population, only to change his mind at the thought of bringing Peter back
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Daughter’s First Words » Bucky Barnes/Winter Soldier
Pairings: Husband/Dad!Bucky Barnes x Wife/Mom!Reader with daughter Leah
Summary: Bucky’s and Y/N’s daughter says her first words.
Warnings: Fluff, language, nothing but cuteness, hugs and kisses, use of nicknames/pet names
Written on my phone. I’m sorry for any mistakes and typos.
Header made by @buckys-wintersoldier
GIF IS NOT MINE! Credit goes to the creators.
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“Say mama.” You say to yours and Bucky’s 7 month old daughter Leah.
Leah made a babbling and reached for your necklace. You groaned, dropping your head against the back of the couch. Your daughter giggled at your frustration. Since Leah is inching closer to her first birthday, you and Bucky have been trying to get her to talk.
“Please, sweetie. It’s not that hard.” You pleaded softly. “Say mama.” You say.
Leah made another babbling noise which quickly turned into an excited squeal when Bucky walked in the living room.
“What are my favorite girls doing?” Bucky asks, sitting down on the couch next to you and Leah.
“I’m trying to get Leah to say mama.” You tell him.
“I see your problem.” He starts. “You’re saying it wrong it’s pronounced dada.” He says jokingly.
“No, I believe I’m saying it right. Say mama, Leah.” You say.
“Say dada.” Bucky says.
Leah looks from you to her daddy. Her lower lip quivered, feeling overwhelmed. Her eyes teared up.
“Don’t cry, baby.” You cooed softly, gently rocking her in your arms.
Leah sniffles and looked at her daddy, reaching for him and doing grabby hands. Bucky took her from your arms and laid her against his chest, rubbing her back to soothe her. Soon her eyes began to droop as sleepiness took over her.
“You tired, princess?” Bucky asks, looking down at her.
She made a babbling noise like she was saying yes.
“Let’s get you to bed.” He says, carefully standing up with Leah securely in his arms.
Bucky changed Leah’s diaper and put her pajamas on. He read her a bedtime story while carefully rocking her to sleep. You walked in Leah’s nursery at the end of the story. You walked over to your husband and daughter, giving Leah a kiss on the top of her head. Bucky gave her a kiss before putting her in her crib. You two quietly left her nursery and closed the door.
“We’ll try more tomorrow, doll.” Bucky wraps his arms around you and kisses your lips. “Let’s go to bed.” He says.
The next morning, you and Bucky woke up to the sound of Leah crying. You were getting up, but Bucky stopped you by grabbing your arm.
“I got her, doll.” He says softly.
You laid back down and Bucky got out of bed to get Leah. Leah stopped crying and her eyes instantly lit up when she seen her daddy. She reached up for him, doing grabby hands to get him to pick her up.
“There’s my little princess.” Bucky cooes, picking her up. “Good morning.” He says softly.
Leah made a babbling noise and reached for his dog tags, her little hand grasping the chain and held it tightly.
“I bet you’re hungry, aren’t you, princess?” He playfully poking her belly, making her giggle. “Let’s get my princess something to eat.” He says.
Bucky went to the kitchen and made a bottle for Leah. He went back to her nursery and fed her while gently rocking her in the rocking chair that’s in her nursery. You woke up an hour later and reached an arm out for your husband, only to find out that he wasn’t in bed with you. You rubbed your eyes and got out of bed. You heard talking coming from Leah’s nursery so you went in there.
“Say dada.” Bucky says to Leah.
Leah just babbled and held onto the chain of his dog tags. Soon her attention was on you. She let out an excited squeal when she seen you.
“There’s mama.” Bucky cooes, pointing at you.
You approached them and gave both of them a kiss on the cheek.
“Is daddy trying to get you to talk?” You asked her.
She babbled, reaching for your -Bucky’s- t-shirt and tugging on it, wanting you to hold her. You carefully took her from Bucky.
“Do you want to help mommy make breakfast?” You asked her.
Leah let out an excited squeal and clapped her little hands together, making you and Bucky smile at her cuteness. You made your way downstairs to the kitchen with Bucky following behind you. You put Leah in her high chair so she can watch you make breakfast. You were getting everything you needed to make breakfast when you felt a pair of strong arms wrap around your waist from behind.
“What are you making for breakfast?” Bucky asks curiously.
“Pancakes.” You answered.
“I love your pancakes, but I love you and Leah more.” He says, kissing your cheek.
Meanwhile, something on the kitchen counter caught Leah’s attention. It was a bowl of plums. She wanted one and tried to reach for it, but she was too far away from it. She huffed and tried to come up with a way to get the plums. The only thing that came to her little mind is what you and Bucky have been trying to teach her all week. She decided to give it a try.
“P-P-P-” Leah starts, babbling a little.
You and Bucky quickly turned your attention to Leah.
“Oh my god! I think she’s going to say papa!” Bucky says excitedly.
You and Bucky approached Leah as she was trying to say her first word.
“Come on, sweetheart. You can do it. Say papa.” He cooes at her.
“P-P-Plum.” She finally says.
Your jaw dropped while Bucky was having a proud dad moment.
“Do you want a plum?” He asks her.
“Plum.” She says again.
Bucky got a plum and cut it up for Leah. He put the plate in front of her. She curiously looked at the cut up plum on the plate before picking up a piece and put it in her mouth. Since she didn’t have many teeth, she just sucked the juice off of it. A smile grew on her face and she clapped her little hands together, trying to tell you guys that she likes it.
“Do you like the plum?” Bucky asks her.
“Plum!” Leah says happily.
You were still in shock, but happy that your daughter said her first word. You were expecting her to say mama or dada, not plum.
“You said your first word, sweetie!” You tell her.
Leah smiles up at you and her daddy with plum juice on her face. Bucky got a towel and gently wiped it off. She curiously grasped one of Bucky’s vibranium fingers.
“D-D-Dada.” Leah slowly pronounces. “Dada!” She says more clearly.
“That’s right! I’m dada. You’re so smart, princess.” Bucky cooes. “Can you tell me who that is?” He asks, pointing at you.
“M-M-Mama.” She pronounces. “Mama!” She says.
“That’s right! I’m mama.” You cooed at her.
You went back to making breakfast a few minutes later with a smile on your face while Bucky was feeding Leah plums and tried to get her to say Steve. She couldn’t pronounce his name very well so she said Steeb. He was trying to teach her how to say Sam, but she ended up saying Ham instead.
“Told you she’d say dada before mama.” Bucky says with a grin on his face, wrapping his arms around your waist from behind.
“Shut up.” You jokingly mumbled loud enough for him to hear.
Bucky gently turned your head and gave you a kiss on your lips. The kiss was short lived when Leah shouted.
“Icky!” Leah shouts, covering her eyes with her little hands.
You two couldn’t help but laugh at how cute she’s being. Bucky went back to Leah, seeing that she ate most of her plum.
“You want another plum, princess?” Bucky asks.
“Plum, dada!” She says.
“Looks like we’re having plums for breakfast.” He says, looking at you with a silly grin on his face.
“She’s so your daughter, Bucky.” You say, playfully shaking your head at your husband.
Bucky just continued to grin as he got another plum for Leah.
“Mama?” Leah says.
“Yes, sweetie?” You asked.
“Plum?” She asks, giving you her last piece of plum.
“Thank you, baby.” You smiled and ate the plum.
“Dada doesn’t get a plum?” Bucky asks, playfully pouting.
Leah grabbed a piece of plum and handed it to her daddy.
“Thank you, sweetheart.” He smiles and ate the plum.
After Leah was done eating her plum, Bucky gently cleaned the plum juice off her face. He picked her up from her high chair and took her to the living room to watch TV while you cleaned up from breakfast. When you were done, you joined your husband and daughter in the living room. Leah was seconds from falling asleep.
“Someone is sleepy.” You say to Leah.
Leah snuggled herself against Bucky, her little hand holding tightly onto the chain of his dog tags. You sat down next to Bucky, cuddling yourself against his side. Bucky wrapped his right arm around you protectively while his metal arm had a protective hold on Leah.
“I love you, girls.” Bucky says softly.
“We love you too, Buck.” You say with a smile.
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-Bucky’s Doll
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natendo-art · 1 day
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✨ Let me take care of you ✨ . . There is only one person who is allowed to take care of Mobius when he’s sick 🥺💕 If his fever is too high Loki has the perfect remedy 🥺💕
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sharkdadontumbl · 2 days
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yawwnnnn
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destresing from editing class with a sleepy Sam
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ALERT
YOUR DAUGHTER IS TRYING TO DATE!
AND SHE HAS TERRIBLE TASTE IN MEN!
STOP HER.
Please
Which one? Oh god-
Bee was still hung up on Bob when I talked last, T’s with Iyla now…
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tonystark-official · 3 days
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Ironcan’t
Peter Parked
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training-if-deep · 5 hours
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free-threat · 1 day
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moongirlwidow · 2 days
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So it's an agreement to try and kill a Stark in the Romanoff family , a Black Widow thing or is just us ?
@vanessa-vostokoff
Yeah couldn’t tell you, I’m a Romanov too; I just didn’t bother changing the name
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iyla-difransisco · 3 days
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Sissyyyyy huggies pwease!
@jonny-do-shifty-thingy
Aww, hey piccolo, how are you?
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fotibrit · 2 days
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Young Peter Parker, being given a charm necklace after his parents died. The necklace has a charm belonging to his mother and one of his fathers birthstone. He never takes it off; theyre always with him.
Once he loses Ben, he adds another charm. It only feels right.
He comes back to life after being dusted, wearing the necklace. He adds one for Nat, one for Tony, and one for himself. He isnt who he used to be. It feels like that kid is dead.
Its only after Tony died that Peter finds out Tony took inspiration from the necklace. Pepper shows Peter how Tony engraved small symbols for each person hes lost in one of his suits. Peters symbol is the viking symbol for father and son. Pepper tells Peter about each of the symbols. Theres a lot of them: Tony seemed to feel that any blood spilled was on his hands.
After May died, another charm was added. This was the first one where the person left a charm intentionally, for the purpose of being added to the necklace.
It was getting a bit heavy around Peters neck, nowadays.
Once the spell took effect, Peter wondered if he should add charms for everyone hes ever known.
He just took the necklace off instead.
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Peter and MJ sharing sleepy smiles and cuddles on the plane ride home from London <3
From this deleted scene
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Lol just imagine a certain spider child coming home from school. (Aka me projecting cause my finals started this week.)
He was tired okay? Finals were coming up, school was a mess with the pre-test anxiety, teachers getting stricter about missing grades or a random haywire web shooter or eight in science class landing on the back of a chair or desk or whatever it was that day. Ned was stressing about this subject and the next, he just wanted a break.
He slumps into the lab doorway, bag sliding off his shoulders and landing with a thud wherever he just so happened to drop it. (On top of some abandoned project that had been downgraded from desk to floor after it was scraped) while he sleepily stumbled into the little section of the lab that had been claimed by him.
And so what if he just....kept walking, if you could even call it that. Eyes blurry, feet shuffling. He let out a yawn as he dropped to the ground, laying down and stretching out like a cat before curling up and getting comfortable. He settled himself and shut his eyes. He knew he shouldn't have sat down, he knew he had at least another hour of studying if he wanted to pass. But the floor-he was on the floor right? The floor was so comfy, and it was nice to lay on. The cold contrasted with his warm skin while he pressed his head against the hard surface. Plus it made a nice cooling feeling that reminded him of when he would stay out a little too late and pass out on some random rooftop.
He was later awoken by the sound of a coffee cup shattering and an exasperated yelp then exaggerated groan and finally an exhausted sigh from his dad boss. "Peter why are you on my ceiling?"
Have a nice day and remember to sleep and drink water you dumbasses <3
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natendo-art · 2 days
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✨ When no one is looking ✨ . . Mobius often stays up late into the night working. Loki has found a very effective method to get him to stop and take a break 🙏🏻💕
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