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multifariousqueer · 11 months

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can you write miles 42 having readers bank account, card ALL that on his phone and gets mad if she purchases shi with money he didint give her. its really crazy but its miles 42....what do you expect??? hehe

Sure love!!!

A/n: y’all I love you so much but I need you guys to start requesting regular miles fanfic pls. Although 42 miles owns my 🩷

It was just a simple necklace. It was the Vivienne Westwood necklace that you saw everyone around you wearing and wanted so badly. You knew Miles would get it for you in a heartbeat but a part of you wanted to get it for yourself. It had been a long, stressful semester but you struggled through it all and got to a point where ou were passing with A’s and B’s. Coincidentally, you had gotten a job at Starbucks after months of applying and you had about $1000 saved up of your own money that you were waiting to spend on something special. That was, until that “something special” came along in the form of Miles.

You never knew what he did but you knew he was making 8x your salary in a month. It seemed like anything you wanted, you got when you were with Miles; shoes, clothes, books, makeup any and everything you wanted, it was yours in a matter of days. It’s worth mentioning that Miles is extremely overprotective and wants to know everything about what you’re doing and buying because he loves you and cares about your habits.

Even on Miles’s birthday when you dipped into your savings to get him the latest Jordan’s, he was furious that you had to use your own money:

“Damn Ma, these are valid. How much were they?”

“Oh don’t worry about it” you said

“I said, how much were they.” His eyes narrowing in on you because he knew how much they were because he was gonna buy them 2 weeks ago but decided not to.

“$500. I’ve been saving for them for you, baby. It’s all good” you tried to assure him

“Aight. thank you.” He said, pulling you close to him, the scent of the Dior Sauvage cologne you also bought him, filling your nostrils

But deep down you knew he was pissed off and mad that you spent your own money, so after a long talk about how he should be able to keep tabs on you and keep you safe, you gave him your Apple Pay and banking info for emergencies only but of course it’s Miles and being the overprotective boyfriend he is, he checks it everyday for any “extravagant purchases” made by you or someone else.

Of course he isn’t crazy, he set a $25 limit for you before he steps in and asks what’s up. Once, you were at a mall with your friend and found the cutest shirt at Urban Outfitters and decided to buy it. The price tag read $50 but you went ahead and got it; the same happened at Bath and Body Works and Tilly’s and as you made your way to the bathroom, you got a text from Miles:

Miles: did someone take your card?

You: no why??

Miles: why’d you spend $150 in an hour??

You: I’m at the mall

Miles: so? I pay for your shit

You: dawg it’s $150. It’s not that deep 💀

Miles: I ain’t yo “dawg” and yes it is when Yk I buy you shit

You: you aren’t my sugar daddy

Miles: I basically am atp. I’m sending you $1000, buy something cute

You contemplated leaving him on seen but you remembered how he hates that so you replied:

You: Okay

You had saved up enough to get the necklace and when you got it, you were ecstatic. You thought about all of the possible outfit combos and how good it will look against your brown skin but your thoughts were interrupted by a certain someone:

Miles: what’d I tell you, Mami?

You: ?

Miles: don’t play dumb, yk I would’ve bought you that necklace in a heartbeat but instead you wanted to be miss independent and buy it yourself. I guess since you’re so independent, I’ll stop sending you that $1000 every week. How about that?

You: ok

Miles: ?

You: we can discuss this when I get home

Miles: K

You: k

It was a long ride home but eventually you accepted that Miles was gonna rip your head off and there wasn’t anything you could do about it.

When you got home, he had three of the necklaces, two huge teddy bears, a bouquet of your favorite flowers and the newest pair of Jordan’s waiting for you:

“What’s all this?” You smiled and asked

“I told you I’ll pay for your shit, y/n” miles said, with a small smirk on his face

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levans44 · 6 months

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Tipsy, smutty headcanons w/ cevans characters (pt. 1)

(aka: how steve and frank would fuck you after a few drinks)

Steve:

Steve’s never been one for PDA—nearly five months since you’ve started ‘going steady,’ but he’s still so polite about touching you, always keeping his hands to himself when you’re out together in public.

But all that changes with a few sips of Asgardian mead at an Avengers soirée, which gives him a high he hasn’t had the luxury of feeling since 1941.

It’s that point in the night when the party’s starting to wind down—just a small circle of friends gathered around Tony’s living room, jostling about who’s worthy enough to lift Thor’s hammer.

You’re sat next to Steve on the far end of the couch, amused by the group’s shenanigans. You laugh along at all the right cues, chin in hand as you butt in with a witty comment here and there. Meanwhile, Steve can’t focus on anyone else but you, eyes zeroing in on your smile, the way those red lips stretch around the rim of your glass. The soft curves of your body under that little black dress as you cross your legs, leaning innocently into his side.

With your attention still on the rest of the group, the alcohol encourages him venture out a little. Careful fingers skim across the top of your knee, a quick brush of his calloused knuckles against your thigh.

You miss it the first few times, but when his hand starts to inch closer and closer up the hem of your dress you turn to look at him, brows raised. You immediately notice the difference in his energy—eyes relaxed, head resting against the back of the couch as a lazy smile ghosts his soft lips.

Steve, you okay? You murmur away from the group, head cocked to one side.

Hmm? mmhm. He’s barely nodding, clearly distracted by something else.

You frown, about to follow up, when a loud crash from the group makes you jump—Tony’s ingenious plans to lift the hammer using the suit had backfired (literally), the propulsion from his glove blasting him all the way across the room.

The whole group starts groaning at the damage of the crash, and that’s when you feel Steve’s grip on your knee suddenly tighten. With everyone else distracted, he leans forward, hot breath teasing the shell of your ear as he whispers:

Can we go home?

You’re a little wide-eyed and breathless when it finally sinks in. One look at the way his tongue darts out to swipe at his bottom lip, his eyes shamelessly dragging down the outlines of your dress, and you’re shouting some incoherent excuse about an early morning to the rest of the group, grabbing his hand, and dragging his ass out of there.

He can’t keep his hands off of you in the back of the Uber, and as soon as the apartment door closes shut, he sleuths off all pretense of modesty, any sliver of chivalry he was holding onto at the party.

Steve, what’s gotten into you? Is this that stuff you were drinking at the party?

You’re laughing because he can’t seem to get you out of your dress fast enough, painfully hard beneath you as you run your fingers through his tussled hair, straddling him on the couch.

Dunno. haven’t…

He huffs out a breath, brows furrowed, pupils blown wide.

…haven’t ffelt like this in a while.

Hands dragging up and down your sides, his lips worship every inch of your body. And you’re pretty sure your heart stops beating the moment he leans up to your ear, murmuring oh-so-gently:

Want you to ride me.

Please.

Brand fucking new, for Steve to voice his needs like that. You pull back, resting a hand against his chest, and he stares up at you like you’re the only person he’s ever known, completely exposed and defenseless. His heart thumps erratically under your fingertips—a reminder of his mortality, that he’s still just a man. Your man.

You keep him underneath you all night, teasing mercilessly until he’s a groaning, panting mess underneath you—cheeks flushed, hips bucking, nails gripping at the upholstery. He can’t do anything but take it, head rolling against the back of the couch as you bounce up and down on his cock, grinding slow and hard, coming to a complete halt before speeding back up.

And he’s grinning like an idiot the whole time.

F-fuck, you feel… you feel so good, a-always so good.

God, I love you.

He’s a stuttering mess when you finally let him come, a string of broken syllables that spell out your name.

When he rushes up to kiss you, you grin against his mouth, closing a gentle hand around his neck. Your index finger slides over to his pulse point, just to the right of his Adam’s apple, tapping in time with the rhythm of a heart that only beats for you.

Frank:

Frank drinks when he’s pissed. And today’s just been… one of those days. Repair went south on a boat he’s been working on for weeks, and he was called into Mary’s school (for the third time this month) because she’d snuck her laptop in her bag and got into a fight over it at recess.

He’s just dropped Mary off to stay at Roberta’s (after a lengthy conversation about ‘keeping that damn laptop at home’). On the drive back, he’s gripping the steering wheel hard enough to leave indents because all he can think about right now is you, you, you.

He returns to an empty house, and it takes him a few bottles of liquid courage before he’s shakily looking up your name in his short list of contacts, texting you five simple words:

Can you come over tonight?

Like a dog to a whistle, you’re there in under 10.

He yanks open the door after the first knock, his lips swallowing your soft greeting as he kisses you fiercely, wasting no time as he pulls you into his bedroom.

Calloused hands drag down your hips, squeezing your ass before he slides your jeans off, pushing you onto the bed. Kissing his way up your neck, lips hovering over your jaw as heavy breaths warm up your skin.

Frank, you alright? W-what’s going on?

You slow him down, fingers grasping at the short hairs on his nape.

He nods against the crook of your neck, pulling back with a quiet sigh.

Yeah, m’fine, I just….

He’s never been great with words, but the familiar strain in his eyes tells you all you need to know. Cupping his face in both hands, you pull him back down, and his grateful lips respond to yours with fervor. His arm moves south, palm warm and heavy against your sex as he cups your mound. Drags his fingers against the wet patch on your panties until you’re arching into his touch and mewling against his mouth.

He’s desperate too, practically throbbing by the time he hastily shucks his boxers down and reaches for a condom in the bedside drawer. His hands are shaking, unable to tear his eyes away from you—your naked form sprawled on top of his sheets, fingers drawing lazy circles over your clit as you smile up at him.

And when he finally sinks into your heat, it’s the first time in days the noise in his brain goes silent.

He fills his mind, instead, with images of you.

Your coquettish grin, delicate lashes fluttering against the tops of your cheeks as you blink up at him.

I’m all yours, baby.

Whatever you want.

You bring his hand up to your face, rubbing your cheek against his palm. Soft, pink lips mold around the tip of his thumb as you suck gently, circling your tongue over the tip, and it sends him over the edge.

With one of your legs hooked over his shoulder, he drives into you, deep. Hits that one spot inside you that’s got your pretty eyes rolling into the back of your head.

Fuck, yes. Right there, don’t stop.

Shit—m’not, not gonna last.

Let go for me, baby, I've got you.

He cums with a low groan, collapsing forward to bury his face in the crook of your neck as he bottoms out. When the aftershocks pass, you let him stay there for a while, fingers caressing the back of his neck while you listen to his breathing even out.

He rolls off of you, mumbling a quiet apology, embarrassment etched into his brows as he lets out a low chuckle.

Didn’t mean to jump you as soon as you got here.

Your chest heaves with laughter as you turn to the side, pink lips stretched into a wicked grin as you look at him dead in the eye.

Frank, never apologize for fucking me like that.

And despite everything that’s gone wrong that day, your words send butterflies to the pit of his stomach, making him blush like he’s a high schooler on prom night.

He’s only known you for a couple months now, and you’re a few years younger—vibrant and affectionate in ways that make him feel guilty on most days. And even though he’s asked to ‘keep things casual’ because ‘he’s not exactly in the best place to commit to a relationship,’ he knows from the light behind your eyes that it’s time.

He asks you out for lunch the very next day.

author's note: gahh this was so fun to write and I hope you enjoyed! remember to drink responsibly kidz!!! If you do drink, reply&lmk what kind of drunk you are (handsy, loud, sad, etc) I’m trying to see something lol

also working on a pt.2 w/ ransom+andy but lmk if you'd like to see any other characters!

(update: read pt. 2 here!)

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romanovthinkver · 26 days

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pov: you’re scarlett johansson’s wife // sfw headcanons

scarlett knows you’re in love with New York and despite having drivers that can easily bring you to one side to another of the city, she knows you prefer taking the subway. you’re favourite is the Q train where you can see the best landscapes as it’s an open train space. your wife always makes sure to pick up a spot by the door, she always says “i want to see that beautiful smile on your face the whole ride” and as you watch the train going from Manhattan to Brooklyn, scarlett wraps an arm around your waist and looks up at you with pure love.

scarlett loves how you adore your county despite its bad sides. you’re here for work so you don’t go back home as much as you would want. the last time was at christmas two years ago with all the family. little pieces of your culture are spread in the house tho, through the food, the flag you hung in your home office, some products you buy at the authentic drug stores owned by people of your home-country. you also started to teach the kids your childhood traditions, your favourite meals, your native language even. sometimes you go out in typical restaurants, or the one that claims to be typical when they’re not, and your wife has to listen you ramble about how they couldn’t make a simple dish of your land and instead ruined it. “can you believe baby? they ruined it, look at this: chicken. why? there’s no chicken in the original recipe and yet i see chicken here, why you americans put chicken everywhere?” scarlett would laugh and sometimes record your little grumbles. the kids loves when you, their mama, cook home land dishes of a culture they’re starting to feel like theirs. your wife loves when your accent rolls off your tongue when you’re tired or pissed, sometimes even when you two fuck roughly; it send her over the edge in no time. however the thing she likes the most is when you speak in your native language giving her or the kids pet names or when you whisper “i love you.”

you’re the biggest supporter ever. the way your eyes shine when you stand beside scarlett at movies premiers, it’s unmatched. you always buzz around your wife when she’s being prepared by make-up and hair-stylists taking extra time to snap some phots of her proudly. you make sure her dress is always perfect and adjust it often during the carpet. you make sure scarlett is always hydrated, not only with alcohol but with water too!, and fed because these things are stressful and your lady has to be healthy. you step back when she poses for paparazzi photos even tho she insists to have you beside her, she would softly place her hand on your chest clothed by the black jacket and shares smiles and little whispers. “you’re so beautiful, baby” or “i can’t take my eyes off you” these are the words that you find to whisper to her in that moments when your eyes are glued to her form, your hand gently cradles her back. you in the end step back giving your wife the deserved moment in the shiny flashes of the photographer’s bulbs, she poses and you look at her, sometimes you would snap a few picture too of her beside the paparazzi. scarlett would peck your lips amidst the event, they reassure you like a warm blanket and she softly pass her slender fingers to wipe her lipstick off your lips. you watch the movie with rapt attention because despite everything, before meeting her, you were and are a fan of her movies. in the end you always hug her and pepper her lips and cheeks whispering “congratulations my love, you were brilliant!”, “i can feel the oscar baby, can i start your campaign now?”, “i’m so incredibly proud of you, you’re a movie star” or “look at that baby, they’re all clapping and cheering for you, you’re so inspiring.” at the after party you both dance, engage in conversation with people and sometimes only seat at the bar together. you make sure to drink only safe drinks and let your wife party as she deserve. you take care of her and by the end of the night she’s not much sober but you steady her holding by her waist, your suit jacket always ready to shield the woman from the cold gently rest on her shoulders and her heels accomodate your feet while she wears you’re much more comfortable shoes.

scarlett started a skin care brand line with her friend and co-founder, kate foster. you, despite not knowing a thing about skin care, started to be supportive since the first day. however you didn’t know your wife would make you be a tester. you forgot how many times you ran around the house to dodge her “c’mon baby let’s try this eye cream, i swear it will be good for your eyes!” or the times she would let you sit on the bathroom sink with a blue argyle mask on your face, a hand band with the brand logo that would definitely make your curls frizzy and messy. you would groan and grumble a lot but your wife is always quick to kiss you. in the end you fell into a routine of doing this pampering ritual every night. slowly you started to learn a lot about skin care and your wife’s work. you also would crash often at her office to just bring donuts and coffee or sneak to spend more time with your wife and the team. and much to your dismay, scarlett will never stop treating you like a tester, she’s already planning on dragging you at the offie to record some funny videos of her putting on your face brand new face creams.

talking about videos, you hate cameras and photos. oh you’re the opposite of your wife in this department. you’re a diplomat, an ambassador specifically, so you barely stand in front of cameras and address speeches, a safe way to do what you love without struggling with the media press. however since you got into a relationship with your wife and got married, you quickly became a target to paparazzi’s cameras. you awkwardly stand beside your wife when you’re taking photos at the event she has to attend, but scarlett is always there to calm you down with soft touches, whispers and little pecks. “it’s okay baby, focus on me, everything’s is alright”. when they catch you in the street you go protective over the kids and wife putting your discomfort aside. “little one it’s okay, look at mama, everything is okay. scarlett, baby, come closer to me. it’s okay”. when you’re alone, you just hide behind a hoodie hood. you rarely talk to the microphones and usually only offer politely smile and shield your anxious eyes.

scarlett never saw you crying in the years you’ve been together and probably she thought she would never. this until your wedding day arrived. oh, boy! the moment you saw her walking down the aisle you started crying for her endlessly beauty and the overwhelming love you have for her. after that you cried again, much harder, when your little girl was born. scarlett loves teasing you a lot about it. you blush rolling your eyes playfully and dismissing her with a groan.

you rarely fight but when you do, and it’s always for silly things, it doesn’t take much to crack the hard shell. one of you crawl in the arms of the other not much more than 1 hour later. you’re an ambassador so your job is to make peace, after toxic experiences in your past relationship, your communication level is high and you’re lucky enough to have found scarlett that is on the same page as yours. scarlett would hold you close and kiss the crown of your head. “i’m so sorry my love, i promise to work better on these things.” you would kiss her knuckles and whisper “i’m sorry too, baby, we’ll work on them together.”

at the end of the day it’s just you and your wife. you softly sway in the gold sunrise painting your skins. scarlett arms wrapped around your neck cradling the glass of wine between her hands while she leans to ghost your lips. your hand on her hip, the other hold your glass of wine close to the chest. you both hum the song that is putted on the background while behind you food cooks on the stove and mixes with the noises of the city. it’s peaceful, it’s a paradise, it’s you and the love of your life in a life that isn’t perfect, but has a glimpse of perfection shared together.

a/n: pt.2? nsfw part?

#lesbian #marvel #mcu #natasha romanoff #romanoffthereal #natasha romanov #the outset #wlw #headcanon #headcannons #scarlett johansson x colin jost #scarlett johansson x you #scarlett johansson x reader #scarlett johansson imagine #scarlett johansson smut #scarlett johansson #scarlett johansson x fem reader #natasha romanoff x fem reader #woman x woman

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fotibrit · 4 months

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for christmas, tony changes the light in his arc reactor to green and decorates it to be a tiny wreath

it’s his favorite tradition

#marvel mcu #tony stark #avengers #iron man #headcannons #fotibrit

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nervouseden · 4 days

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I imagine Loki desperately wanting to be a dom top all the time but actually enjoying being a power bottom or just a sub much more.

I feel like he'd never admit it, but he definitely loves to be on his knees.

(Loki likes collars.)

#mcu #marvel mcu #loki #loki laufeyson #marvel #loki imagine #loki mcu #loki marvel #marvel loki #marvel headcanons #loki headcanons #marvel headcannon #loki is not a villain #loki is hot #loki is bae

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kazzy-boo-baby · 1 month

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For @agere-tomhiddleston-imagines ! 🫶🏽

🪄Loki Laufeyson Caregiver Headcannons🪄

🪄-When it comes to bedtime, he'll always make illusions for his little to sleep. He'll make the room covered with stars and planets, then in the morning if he's not by his little's side already, he'll have an illusion of himself waiting for them in the morning

🪄-Loki doesn't mind being called Mommy, Bubba, or Daddy. In fact, he prefers his littles to call him both. Some days he'll want to be called one more than the other.

🪄-When his little gets fussy, he'll always sit them down and talk through it. He does a very good job of being calm and patient when it comes to tantrums. Loki will do his best to help his little calm down in anyway he can.

"We can talk it through darling, when you're ready."

🪄-Loki isn't a fan of giving his little one sweets. He knows how littles can get with too much sugar and frankly he doesn't know how to handle a little when they get a sugar rush. But on rare occasion, he'll let his little have a small cupcake or one piece of candy.

🪄-When he first became a caregiver, he was very hesitant to make any moves. He just wanted to make sure his little one was comfortable enough to trust him.

"Is it okay if I hold you, darling? Or would you like to sit on my lap instead? The choice is yours, baby."

🪄-He sometimes gets jealous when his little get attention from other people. He's very protective and wants to be the only one to make his little one happy. This all rooted from Thor being able to make his little one stop crying in one shot.. let's just say, he wouldn't let his little see Thor for awhile

🪄-He'll take his little to Asgard all the time to play in the garden. But Loki will make sure to keep a good eye on them, the last thing he would ever want is his little getting hurt.

🪄-Loki can't bear it when his little cries. Not because he's annoyed or anything like that, but because his heart feels like it's being crushed into pieces when he sees his little sad or in pain. All he wants to do is make it better for his little, and he's willing to do anything to make it happen.

"Please tell me what's the matter, my love. Dada only wants to make it better."

🪄-Loki loves to tease his little with tricks occasionally. Like making their pacifier disappear for seconds, making himself levitate over his littles head, and his personal favorite, being the "tickle monster."

🪄- Whenever his little is sick, he'll always make teas with the best of the best Asgardian ingredients, just like Frigga used to do for him. And of course, be right by his little's side the whole time until they feel better.

#loki laufeyson #agere caregiver #sfw #sfw agere #agere #marvel #mcu #headcannons #loki #age regression

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riordanness · 7 months

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incredibly random peter parker headcannons ->

• this boy is so obsessed w star wars man

• he definitely has like, star wars pjs that he only wears on special sleepovers w you

• he’s the little spoon most of the time

• does this man eat anything but snacks??

• somewhat ridiculous abundance of sweatpants and shirts

• like so many

• you steal a good half of them in the first few months of dating though

• he think you’re the cutest thing in his clothes

• he’s obsessed w his hair

• it has to be perfect

• and even though he knows you’ll mess it up w your fingers bc you like doing that

• he’ll spend ten minutes in front of the mirror every morning making it perfect

• hero complex.

• duh

• cannot cook

• for anything

• however

• he can bake choc chip cookies

• insecure about his worth bc he’s never good enough and couldn’t save uncle ben and has ruined so many things

• blah blah

• you became best friends in school

• mostly bc you sat together in first period every day due to seating charts

• you had a star wars drink bottle

• peter was instantly in love

• so you started talking about the movies

• and he found out you hadn’t seen episodes 1, 2 & 3

• my man panicked

• he had you over that very night for a marathon

• y’all stayed up way too late and ate way too much junk food

• but you were lowkey in love w him by the end of that night

• and that was that

#peter parker #mcu #spider-man #peter parker headcannons #mcu peter parker #y/n #peter parker x you #peter parker x y/n #peter parker x reader #peter parker x reader headcannons #marvel #headcannons #fanfiction #peter parker fanfic

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morgcn · 11 months

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Touchy - Will Poulter Headcanon

Requests & asks are open

I kinda wanna do a Will NSFW alphabet

I imagine Will is super touchy. Anytime you’re walking anywhere together he’s holding your hand. Or if you’re walking through a crowd either you’re in front guiding him or the opposite. Your body is always pressed close to him when you’re around a lot of people. You know that if he isn’t holding your hand there’s something wrong. Everytime, you know. He could be upset about something or nervous. Will is especially touchy when you get dressed up. He can’t keep his hands off of you, rubbing his hand up and down your thigh in the car or gripping your waist when you’re walking.

#headcannons #gotg3 #gaurdians of the galaxy #will poulter x reader #will poulter #writing #fanfic #fanfiction #adam warlock #adam warlock x reader #marvel #mcu #will poulter headcanon

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theeblackmedusa · 1 year

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my okoye x attuma headcannons

when their relationship is still a secret, they schedule secret times to meet by the water

she gives him midnight tours of wakanda

the only reason their relationship was found out was because m'baku was being nosey and followed her to see where she went all the time. he damn near passed out when he saw "big blue" (i just know he calls attuma that) emerge from the water and cup okoye's face and tell her how much he missed her

she's black cat but he's golden retriever

neither are big on pda, but they do subtle things like linking their pinkies together, stolen glances, etc.

attuma lets her braid his hair

after okoye's status as dora was revoked, she let her hair grow out some and he's absolutely obsessed with it

they sit outside and watch the stars. attuma likes to looks at the way her face lights up when a shooting star flashes across the sky

attuma hates w'kabi a little bit more than everyone else just because of the fact that he hurt okoye

okoye constantly asks to go to talokan and he promises she will one day. he just has to get around to stealing a suit for her

attuma is very well aware that she can hold her own when she needs to defend herself, but if someone gets too close for comfort, he steps behind her to show whoever it is that fucking with her means fucking with him too (and having to deal with okoye and attuma out for your blood is the stuff of nightmares)

attuma's whale likes her more than him

okoye gets a cat and attuma is so incredibly intrigued by it

they teach each other how to cook meals from talokan and wakanda

she reads and he lays beside her watching her

shuri was very skeptical at first because she didn't want okoye getting hurt but she realized that there was no one better for her. after a year or two, she starts pushing attuma to propose

he does and she accepts hesitantly because he literally lives in water and she can't, but they work it out

the wedding is small and m'baku brags during his speech that he was the first to know about them (it was actually nakia bc she knew okoye was in love almost instantly and secretly followed them for almost the entirety of one of their midnight dates)

#okoye #attuma #attuma x okoye #okoye x attuma #marvel #headcannons #mcu #alex livinalli #danai gurira #attuma headcannons #okoye headcannons #fanfic #fanfiction #okoye fanfic #attuma fanfic #these are true because i say they are #theeblackmedusa

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kaethefangirl · 3 months

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Tony Stark listens to Fall out boy. Convince me otherwise.

Stephen: *can't sleep, so he goes down to the lab to see what Tony's doing*

Tony: *casually screaming at the top of his lungs as he works* YOU WILL REMEMBER MEEE, REMEMBER ME FOR CENTURIESSS!

#tony stark #fall out boy #headcannons #marvel #mcu #iron man #ironstrange #dr strange #incorrect avengers quotes #incorrect quotes #incorrect ironstrange

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prettywitchiusaka · 2 years

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Okay. Sad headcannon time.

I’m pretty sure a lot of people will disagree with me on this one, but...

I actually really like the idea of Stephen being glad he was gone for five years. Primarily because...yeah, I think he realizes deep down that, yeah, if he had survived, the guilt over what he allowed to let happen (even though it...wasn’t really his fault) and being made to see the sorry state of the world...more than than likely would have made him snap and try to fix everything instead of letting the future play out like it did in Endgame.

....

At least that’s what I think, anyway.

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multifariousqueer · 11 months

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Earth 42 Miles Headcannons

A/n: y’all pls request some more miles 42 fics PLEASE I BEG

Warnings: angst, fluff, kinda toxic behavior( I don’t condone), nicknames

Kinda toxic but in a good way ngl

If you can braid, you braid his hair for him

Uncle Aaron respects you

Spoils you if he gets extra money from his job

You don’t know what he does but Yk he’s always tired and irritable

“Here’s $200. Imma be gone for a while Mami so take care of my mom and take care of yourself, okay?”

“Okay, papi”

Will go nuts if you call him Papi Fr

Loves you and you’re his soft spot but sometimes he can be harsh on you

Matching Jordan’s(this is also true for normal Miles)

Hates physical affection but likes words of affirmation

He loves it when you rely on him, it makes him feel big

Will pay for anything you need. Shoes? He’s got them coming. Clothes? It’s on your doorstep. Stuffed animals? It’s in his hand as he’s getting ready to give it to you

Short small kisses>>>>>

“Te amo, Mami. Cuídate” “SÍ Papi”

You saw him come home with gashes and blood on his clothes once and you were concerned but he brushed past it

You stopped bringing stuff like that up bc you know he will probably get upset:

“What’s going on, Miles?”

“Nothing, Y/n.”

“Ik something’s up so what is it?”

“Worry abt yourself , y/n. Besides, I didn’t see you complaining when I put those $1000 shoes on your feet.”

He had a point

He’s as stoic as a statue. You never know how he’s feeling fr

He makes you look him in the eye when you speak to him

Grabs your chin ��🤭😵‍💫

Will grab your face and stares in your eyes. He loves looking at your eyes

Kisses you on the temple a lot but not afraid to kiss your lips

Can sometimes be neglectful but doesn’t mean it

overall loves you but is nonchalant asf

#mcu fanfiction #miles morales headcannons #miles x reader #miles morales x y/n #miles morales #miles morales x reader #earth42!miles #earth 42 #spider man: across the spider verse #across the spiderverse #spiderman #for you #marvel #i want to marry him

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lives-in-midgard · 9 months

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Spare key

Pairing: Yelena Belova x reader platonic

Summary: Reader gives Yelena a spare key to her apartment.

A/N: Hey everyone! This is my first Yelena headcanon. I hope you enjoy!

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You heard a knock on the window and you immediately knew what that was or should I rather say who?

You turned around and saw your best friend Yelena climbing in through your window.

Yelena does this every time when she comes over.

The first time she did it you were watching TV when you suddenly heard a bang behind you.

You screamed and grabbed the remote control from beside you and were ready to hit the person with it.

"Stop the screaming it's just me."

"Oh my god Yelena you can't scare me like that!"

"Sorry." She said and then noticed the remote control in your hand.

"Were you about to hit me with that." Yelena pointed at it.

"It was the first thing I saw." When you said that Yelena chuckled.

"Why did you even came through the window and not through the door like every other person?" You asked her

"Because I'm not like every other person." Yelena said in full confidence.

"Hey, you sill here y/n?" Yelena asked and brought you back to reality.

"Yeah. I'm glad you came over because I have something for you." You walked over to the table next to the door, took your spare key and walked back to Yelena.

When you stood in front of Yelena you said

"I want to give you a spare key so you don’t have to keep coming in through the window."

She looked at the key in your hand and then back to you.

"So you can come over every time you want. I mean yeah you do that now too. But it's different, you can.... maybe it was a stupid idea. I..."

"No it's not. Thank you, it really means a lot to me." Yelena interrupted you and made you smile.

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mayfieldss · 1 year

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Dating Gamora would include:

Gamora is beyond protective. She is willing to cross entire universes to save you from danger, and after all you've been through together, you're more than willing to do the same.

She's not one for personal displays of affection, but in private, Gamora is able to show how much she cares outside of committing violent acts toward those that even slightly look at you the wrong way.

She's a hand holder.

Holding your hand is as far as she gets to showing affection toward you in public, and when things start to get dangerous whilst defending the galaxy she's gripping your hand in hers so she knows you're there with her.

She likes to spoon at night, and she doesn't mind whether she's the big or little spoon as long as she's near you.

It's commented on by the rest of the crew just how cute the both of you are, and Peter makes sure to mention every longing glance that you and Gamora send each other.

Gamora likes giving gifts, and she's always finding little things to give you.

"I saw this and thought of you."

The two of you sometimes play cards late at night at the back of the ship. A small lamp light between you as you deal each other in.

It's one of the sweet things the two of you get to do when alone, which isn't often considering the company you keep.

It always surprises you to find that Gamora can remember your anniversary off the top of her head.

She can recall the date instantly, as if it's the most important information she can ever provide.

And you find it cute.

"How could I forget anything to do with you?"

When you first got together, she kissed you first.

Peter had been pestering her about her possible feelings for you for months beforehand, insisting that you felt similarly until she finally got up the guts to do it.

She kissed you in the middle of a mission, whilst you were mid-sentence about who-knows-what.

But when you kissed her back it was a huge relief.

She'd never understood what Peter meant about butterflies in the stomach until that moment, and truthfully she thought she was going to die.

But at the same time, she definitely did not want to stop kissing you, even if it did kill her.

Gamora also likes hugs, though she won't often admit it.

The feeling of having someone she cares about holding her and the fact she can keep them just as close is important.

It comforts her, and sometimes she finds she has to pull you away from whatever you're doing just to give you one.

She'll brush it off later like it didn't mean as much as the embrace implied, but it does mean everything to her.

Knowing that you're there, safe and near her, and that you are also willing to provide her with the company and comfort she seeks makes her feel content.

You braided her hair once.

She loved it, and upon occasion, she'll mention the way her hair keeps falling into her eyes, how it irritates her when it's in the way, hoping you'll offer to do it again.

And contray to popular belief she does like to dance, though she won't be caught dead doing it by anyone other than you.

And she loves dancing with you, swaying to Peter's favorite tunes when no one else is around.

It's enough to remind her that not everything in the galaxy is bad and that she's safe in the moments she spends with you.

"Just one more song, and then we'll get back to work."

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MARVEL GENERAL: @mellowladyangel @5kyyy @avyannadawn

GOTG MASTERLIST: empty

GAMORA MASTERLIST: empty

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marvels-meme · 4 months

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you got any post The Marvels headcannons? i loved the movie

Sorry this is so late!

Kamala, when she gets back to school, drags Nakia and Zoe into the bathroom and immediately tells them EVERYTHING. Nakia is amused, but Zoe is so so excited and asks every question under the sun.

Kamala immediately zoom calls Bruno and starts rambling about meeting Captain Marvel and by the end of it they're so hyper

Carol canonically has the second bangle (she's wearing it at the end), but she only wears it when she's visiting Kamala. It unsettles her a lot, especially since it's a reminder of her Kree half. She usually keeps it well hidden.

The Khan's just sort of forcibly adopt Carol. Bruno is gone and they needed a new white person to force into family gathering and there was this sad sort of pathetic white woman lying around and they were like "perfect"

Kamala wants a baby flerkitten. Ammi immediately says no.

You know that post about Steve not having a drivers license and bullying cops that try and pull him over? Carol does that 24/7.

Carol avoids moving ANYTHING in the Rambeau house if she can help it. Literally the only things she changes is some stuff in her room.

Carol does her best to keep the house clean and tidy for when Monica comes back

Monica

Monica passed out not even seconds after she saw her mom

Monica tries to adjust to a somewhat normal routine, but it's extremely difficult when she has basically nothing. No house, no phone, no friends from her universe.

Binary Maria finds it... difficult. She doesn't have a daughter in this universe, and wasn't prepared for her daughter from another universe to be spring onto her doorstep.

Seeing Binary Maria wear the bangles spooked her a little bit, but she refuses to talk about them because she wants to protect Kamala even in other universes

She has no way of knowing that Carol stayed and is afraid that she left again

There's a Goose in this universe, and this Goose also recently had flerkittens. Binary Maria lets her have one.

A reminder to boycott all Marvel products until Zionist superhero Sabra is removed from Captain America 4.

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