archangel hannie & x-seventeen make my world go round & the fic hasn't even been published yet LMAO
as for the list, i can definitely see mystique being one of the most powerful mutants in the franchise... SHE DESERVES THE SPOT! was rogue on that list?? b/c with her powers, she should be on there! i've noticed there's a lot of powerful female mutants but honestly?? good for them... storm's another one of my favorites that i forgot to mention in the previous asks!!
i AM a fan of the other marvel franchises! mainly the bigger mcu franchise definitely, but i'm also trying to get into daredevil + agents of shield :) i've seen the first two spider-man trilogy/duology (don't make me choose between them please LDJLAKFJLDKG) and now i'm giving comics a shot! :D they're expensive tho... it breaks my heart </3
i feel like i'm bombarding u with too much marvel stuff :( but as the captain america saying & nct u song goes, i can do this all day !!!!
\\ xnonie
NO BUT YOU'VE MADE ME EXCITED FOR IT AGAIN XNONIE SO MUCH THANKS 🙏🏼🙏🏼 now that ik people/person (lol) in caratland r actual x-men fans too :')
OMG YEAH ROGUE AND STORM R SO OP AS WELL !! i don't doubt that they were on the list as well tho like ??? cuz damn. like rogue could literally take down every mutant w a touch 😭😭😭 and storm's raw power is @_@ like these ladies r insane and we love to see it !!! (i can def tell u that two of the 96s r inspired by rogue and storm tho hehe)
KSBDKWJDNEjDKND AHHHHHH THANK GOD UR ALSO A FAN OF THE OTHER MARVEL FRANCHISES 😭😭😭 IM SO HAPPY RN like it's totally cool if u weren't a fan or anything but im literally such an mcu fan like i geek out over this stuff :') i haven't watched daredevil or agents of shield but i heard they're good :0 i usually stick to the movies, but i've binged all the current disney+ shows as well 😁😁😁 oh yeah :// comics are soooo expensive unfortunately like i tried getting into them, but there's also the fact i have to figure out what's the best to start with etc. i read one called Avengers: The Children's Crusade (only the first issue tho) and i thought it was SO INTERESTING !! only wished i could get my hands on the subsequent issues to finish it tho 😔✨
xnonie, my lovely lovely anon, u can never bombard me w too much marvel stuff. that simply does not exist. i too can do this all day 😎😎 i can pretty much recite the entirety of avengers civil war while i watch it cuz i've watched it that many times, i also know "doth mother know you weareth her drapes?", and i will literally go on and on w the quotations 💀💀
(omg wait who r ur faves from the mcu !! i vibe w hawkeye, scarlet witch, loki, and rocket haha)
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Hiii!! I’m absolutely in love with the way you write kiyoomi :) he’s literally perfect. If you have time, I would love a scenario where his partner meets the black jackals for the first time!! Whether it’s accidental or on purpose is up to you :)
but he was so much fun (and he had such weird friends!)
cw/tags: gn!reader, swearing, mentions of cooking and eating, domestic omi crumbs, established relationship and pet names (love, baby), pure jackals crack
note: hi love!!! this prompt is so funny omg i'm obsessed. hope you like it!!! i got extremely carried away
likes, reblogs, and replies are always appreciated :)
"i'm-" he starts, huffing out an irritated breath and setting his knife on the cutting board, gripping the edges of the countertop. you turn to look at him from your spot at the stove, tapping the wooden spoon against the edge of the pot and placing it in the spoon rest. you check the vegetable prep over his shoulder and find neat piles of cut carrots, cauliflower, and potatoes. it didn't seem like anything was wrong with his knife skills, so it perplexed you why he was suddenly having trouble expressing his thoughts. "i'm having..."
"you're having?" you wipe your hands on a kitchen towel and gently turn him to face you, snaking your arms around his neck while his hands find their natural place on your hips. your thumb absentmindedly brushes over his moles, right above his furrowed eyebrows of annoyance.
"doubts," he says uncertainly, glancing at the dining table set for four more than its usual two occupants. the corner of his mouth juts to the side in obvious discontent, even though he was trying not to dampen your excitement for formally meeting his friends. not that he would ever call them that, at least not in this lifetime.
"how so, baby?"
"they can be a little...hard to handle," he mutters. "you know them. you've seen it," he says, voice strained and it makes you chuckle at the memory of the first time you actually met his friends.
kiyoomi wishes that it didn't happen that way at least twice a day. it was partially your fault, overestimating your ability to find him in the back halls of the msby gym facilities after only a few months of dating. after turning yourself around about four different times and unable to retrace your steps, you settled for walking in the direction of a nearby conversation. you ended up, however, steering a wrong turn into the men's locker room, yelping in surprise when you were met with three bare chests, none of which belonged to your boyfriend. apologizing profusely and briskly walking away, you were fleeing too quickly to hear the three players equally as alarmed.
it was like a scene from a cartoon; you could vaguely make out the sound of things being thrown like shirts, water bottles, and flailing limbs. there were hushed whispers of holy shit, someone just walked in here and they're so pretty and put some fucking clothes on, shoyo, that's indecency. you make the executive decision to just wait for him outside, but before you leave, your boyfriend's voice rings loud and clear from around the corner.
"what the hell are you guys freaking out about?"
"omi, dude. you just missed them."
"missed who?"
"there was this really pretty person that walked in! they were wearing the same zip-up that you were wearing yesterday, isn't that neat?" your attention darts down to the jacket that was very much kiyoomi's and definitely not yours, your face warming from pure embarrassment. "maybe you could ask them if they shop there frequently; i think they'd be your type."
"since when did sakusa have a type?"
"hey, wait! where are you going?" is the last question you hear before your boyfriend comes barreling around the corner in nothing but shower shoes and sweatpants and looking just as bewildered as you and the three guys in the locker room. after a palpable moment of shocked silence, you both word-vomit at the same time.
"you're wearing my jacket."
"why are you shirtless?!"
"you're wearing my jacket." his voice drops in volume to a yelled whisper, his hand pulling you further down the hallway and away from the locker room despite his lack of clothes. a few of the gym staff eye you in confusion and you give them a weak smile, fighting the urge to stare at the muscle rippling across kiyoomi's body. "you're wearing my jacket," he repeats for the third time, as if it was taking several tries for his brain to compute the information in front of him.
"that's your main concern?!"
"no, shit, no," he shakes his head, regaining his composure after his mind short-circuited. "my main concern is you running into the three stupidest members of my team without me there-"
"and while they were shirtless," you add and his nose scrunches in pure distaste. "wait, why don't you want me to meet them without you there?"
"because they're stupid and-and i love you and they're-and they're stupid," he stammers, visibly flustered in a way that you'd never seen him before. it sets your face on fire, hearing how easily he said he loved you when you'd never said it to each other up until that point. the same realization must hit him at the same time and he pinches the bridge of his nose in defeat, sighing through his nose. "i just said i love you."
"you just said you love me," you echo, a delirious smile widening on your mouth as you peel his fingers away from his face and lace them into yours. "you just said you love me."
"he just said he loves them!" a very eavesdropping-sounding whisper comes from behind the wall and you both flinch. like a straw breaking a camel's back, kiyoomi's face contorted into a vengeful scowl. he composed himself for a moment, promising you he'd be right back, and then stomping around the corner where you heard receding screams of terror.
that was five months ago, and you finally convinced kiyoomi to let you meet his friends formally, along with atsumu's brother who was bringing more food to help you feed four pro athletes.
"i've seen a lot more than just them being stupid," you remind him, giggling when his face turns a light shade of pink. "and, i think it's endearing how much they care for you. i know you won't admit it, but i know you care about them, too." he gazes at you so softly that it makes you melt a little. i'm gonna marry you, one day, he thinks. "now, i promise i won't be deterred by their idiocy, so let me get back to cooking, okay?"
"okay," he murmurs, pressing a kiss to the corner of your mouth. "i love you. a lot."
"i love you even more, omi."
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