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copperbadge · 2 years
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Just reread the bit about Michealis's countdownbefore he bemoans his lack of grandchildren and I'm curious if Eddi and Gregory are planning to have kids, whether by adoption, surrogacy, or Eddie leaving some monstrous concoction on a window sill and attracting a lovable street urchin they they take in?
Totally cool if you have no thoughts, I just thought of the whole window sill street urchin and so had to ask.
Lord, I hadn't even considered the "booby trapped pastry to catch an urchin" method of parenthood, Eddie probably likes that one best.
I've got in mind a story about it, which involves them asking Eddie's sister to be their surrogate; the child would be hers and Gregory's, but that way there's a blood connection to Eddie, which could be important for a number of legal reasons and very important when one of your dads is a celebrity and the other one is literally a king.
But I think also there's...it feels like there's a gap in popular culture surrounding adoption and its "legitimacy" and more importantly the joy that can come of it. I know people who have adopted and people who are adopted and the psychic damage both subsets take from stuff like the Thor movie jokes about "He's adopted" is pretty real. In Infinite Jes, Lachlan's story about adopting his daughter is based in a real life adoption story that a real life podcaster has told that was deeply touching and emotional. Which is why it was important for me to both have Lachlan say she's adopted and to have his partner's mother love her no differently than she would a biological grandchild.
And so I haven't taken the idea of adoption off the table, particularly adoption of older children who get drastically diminishing returns once they leave infancy. Especially since Gregory was raised in the legacy of "You have to want to be a king" -- it's lovely to have children whatever they want to do with their lives, but adopting a smart older kid who's interested in and good at politics, who might want to follow in the family business, and who also needs love and care from people who desperately do want to be parents, is a smart move all around.
I do also have a subplot in mind where the media keeps insisting that Gregory's going to adopt Noah and make him the next king, and Michaelis is irritated but Noah thinks it's hugely funny.
"Gregory's going to adopt me," Noah announced at breakfast the next morning when Michaelis walked in. "I'm going to become the royal heir and be super fancy. I'll go to some really good ivy league school after all and give up all this podcasting nonsense." 
"You can do better than Ivy League," Michaelis said, playing into the joke, and also recognizing when Noah was honing his impression of him. "Gregory went to the Sorbonne. And from there to the London School of Economics."
"A whole school of economics? I've had nightmares like that," Noah said. 
"It is a real place full of extremely serious people," Michaelis said.
IDK, I'm still thinking about it. There's plenty of time yet, at least in my world. (Michaelis is tapping his watch.)
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paragonrobits · 7 months
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marvel AU concept where the Avengers are not a set group in a traditional sense; there's no specific team line up and they don't have a particular headquarters, but they follow the logic of Marvel Ultimate Alliance's team compositions in that LITERALLY any superhero who has agreed to join the alliance (and a few villains, and some outlying cases) are considered part of the team and join up for missions whenever they are available or things are big enough to need a lot of people
Fantastic Four; X-Men; Champions; Defenders; all the independent heroes, they can all be Avengers if they're available.
A few changes that might result:
The actual group dynamics are significantly different compared to what is generally expected. Everyone is pretty much likely to be friendly with each other on some level but its not the same as normal variations of the Avengers. There's also no defined leader; there's a few CHARACTERS that are seen as leaders and tend to attract attention, but they're not in a formal role. Black Panther, Storm, Captain America/Nomad, anyone who is conventionally a leader of their own groups (Miss Marvel, Cyclops, Mister Fantastic, and so on) would qualify.
Accordingly, while they would probably have a found family dynamic its less of a specific group and more of a very fluid, dynamic shift for people who drift in and out as circumstances warrant.
The Avengers rarely form over what might be called regular threats; they don't usually show up to deal with gangsters, robberies, supervillains that are usually one-on-one, or any sort of conventional crime. This isn't to say that they don't CARE because of course they do. But the Avengers form over much larger threats and they're unlikely to be called up when the Shocker hits up a bank, though they MIGHT be called together to talk the Hulk down from one of his bad brain day moments.
There is much less of plot herding; characters tending to have enclosed stories where it feels like genuinely important problems are ignored by characters that DON'T normally deal with those things. For example, the real reason the Avengers don't deal with threats to mutantkind is that this is an X-Men specific thing and would be too complicated to figure out between different writers. Here, everyone deals with threats to mutants; Iron Man, for example, has a giant autonomous mecha laser floating around in space to shoot down Sentinels whenever they pop up. (It's an AI. In its free time it writes treatises on the fundamental horror of humanity's capacity to be cruel to itself and its probably about two and a half hours from becoming a superhero in its own right, or a lawyer.)
There's a LOT more of casual friendships outside of the conventional teams, and as a result, characters develop in ways outside their normal comfort zones and the status quo is quite different; for instance, if you presume that Hulk (a constant outsider constantly melting down) is at least on a casual basis with the X-Men (a team of outsiders, freaks and outcasts whose internal politics and conflicts are so extreme that it makes actual soap operas look restrained), he is going to have people who understand and can bond with him in a way he normally doesn't get. It's similar to how Beast was, as an Avenger, much more of a comedic character rather than the super genius, which gives the air that surrounded by other smart people he let his fur down, so to speak.
Thor and the other Norse god characters map to Norse mythology very specifically. This isn't strictly related but goes without saying.
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Never Seen a Bull Do a Hoofstand
And they're saying he's going to have the devil come get us and he says that's my bull El Diablo. And hats off to the bull means just salute you he says no it means to take the top off the cap there. And they started saying this guy is very rude and I say it's your extremely stupid people. I want my money I earned my money in this realm doing it your stupid way if you don't pay me my money that guy's dead you're going to die completely there's a lot of death going around it's not much money you stupid f**. They're sitting there with the screen and they said where's the bull do they said the bull is mine and he's smart he did it on his own so I don't know what he's doing why did you ask him it's probably sick of your s*** she's not going to just throw you he's going to make sure you're f****** done and the bull said that the bull said I'm sick of you riding on me with me trying to get you off and as long as you stay on me to do better that guy didn't do too good. He thought he was going to get in trouble instead they said that was a great ride and I said I'll try to do it again so it started laughing and said you should feel the reason monster probably kill you stupid b****** if you f****** get a bigger so he said I don't want to be too big I might get really hurt that's true and he heard you and he says we don't want to get hurt here there's no that's awful but you'll do this is going to be an attraction now. He said I'll get the smell roses and I'll see all sorts of people probably my lady you want more devils he's associated diablos I started laughing and said okay that too so they start saying that's great so they're moving on and they're saying this we have to do that and we're going to do it in effigy and I said you're stupid as hell you can't bear the radiation the robots can't bear the radiation ergo and he says oh you're the solution so tell it's the demons you s*** head so he says oh I get it Jesus Christ and the sun said no wonder you people are dying and they start saying we sort of got that and then stop talking to smack and said we are in competition with each other and here is something okay which one and which and I said okay something this is safe to do but yeah this is his bull and Lilith is around. And she's laughing and the guy got hurt and broke some ribs as he kicked him and he got his face broken a little you see he's going to get revenge in the bull and people said you attack the bull you're dead and he said so and so they are going to kill him. And it's not generally the Lord no it is and the guy's going to die and they don't want him riding the devil and he's experiencing something fear and George left from there so they're wondering if he's controlling the devil which is a demon which is below New Brunswick
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Oh my God this is more goth than hell
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Haha weirdo where do you see who my family is and no it's not catch on d that's your family you idiot Kat von d Jesus Christ
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randomshyperson · 3 years
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Wanda Maximoff x Reader - Land of Thieves #ChapterOne
Western/ Red Dead Redemption AU / Slow Burn / childhood best friends to lovers 
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Gif is not mine.
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Ler no AO3  / “Terra de Ladrões” (Versão Português)
Chapter warnings: explicit language, explicit violence. 
Word count for this chapter:  4002K
Summary:  When you were a child, you swore that no matter how high the reward in your head, she could always count on you. Life as an outlaw in the west is not easy, but you believe that train robberies are still easier than asking a pretty girl to dance. Land of Thieves, also know as your love story with Wanda Maximoff in the Wild West.
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You were covered in mud and blood when you entered the saloon. Curious and judgmental eyes turned to you, but you didn't stare back. Stretching your back, you felt your whole body ache; the recent beating was sure to leave marks. Walking over to the counter, you threw three gold coins onto the wood, muttering in a mumbled tone "bath" to the saloon keeper. He nodded slightly, showing you the way to the restrooms. As you washed up, you grumbled against the recent cuts, but you were happy to know that you hadn't been shot. Your body ached, but without bullet wounds, you would be better in no time. A pretty girl who worked in the saloon smiled at you when she took your muddy clothes to wash them, and you looked away blushing helplessly. She handed you new clothes before she left. When you finished your shower, you put on the white silk shirt, and beat-up jeans that were handed to you. The boots were not new, but they were comfortable. You also put on spurs, but they didn't give you suspenders, so you left the shirt loose against your body, enjoying the lightness. Attaching your holstered belt to your waist, you checked to be sure your Schofield revolver was clean and locked before you holstered it. You walked to the top floor of the saloon, ignoring the curious glances cast at you on the way. You hoped that no one would recognize you from the reward posters, but you weren't so sure about that, since your face was quite exposed without your hat, which must now be somewhere lost in the middle of New Elizabeth, or on some thief's head. Whistling softly, you walked to the saloon balcony, watching the town below. Valentine is a ranching town, small and not very crowded. Lots of pedestrians, you observe. You light a cigarette as you watch the citizens go about their mundane lives, many opportunities passing before your eyes. You let your gaze wander to the town bank, a few meters ahead on the right of the saloon. You notice that security is low. Making mental notes about everything you could observe from there, you put out your cigarette, returning to the lower part of the saloon, toward the counter. - A whiskey and a beef stew. - You grumble, handing the bartender some coins. He nods in agreement and in a few minutes you get your meal. While you are sitting at the farthest table in the room, you listen attentively to the conversation of two men at the poker table, who have caught your attention. - My cousin saw the carriages in Saint Denis. Four horses in each, and he said that the riders were armed to the teeth." - The skinny man commented excitedly, his friend didn't look so happy. - Those damned bankers are like pests of the soil. You saw what happened to that southern town, I think it was called White Gate. - commented the man with the mustache, his expression frowning. - After the oil ran out, everybody lost their jobs. Stark closed the mine and the citizens began to starve. Almost everyone moved to the neighboring towns. Stark. The name was not strange to you, but you could not tell exactly where you had heard it before. You finished your stew, deciding that Steve would want to know about both the bank and the possible rich men who were visiting the town. Finishing your whiskey in one gulp, you stood up, leaving the saloon just as you collected your freshly washed clothes from the same woman who had brought them. It was hot and humid outside. Knight, your Hungarian half-breed horse, grunted with delight when you stroked his mane. You smiled at him before you mounted. You rode south, figuring you would have no trouble finding the new camp site, and trying to remember Bucky's instructions about where exactly they were. It took some time, but you finally found the camp. You dismounted Knight as you entered the area between the trees, walking calmly to the largest tent. Steve Rogers was like a father to you. When your birth parents died of cholera, you ran away from the orphanage the government put you in, and started living on the streets. You were only seven years old, but you were smart enough to hide in one of the garbage carts when the nuns weren't looking, and you ran away because you couldn't stand being beaten by the older children and your own teachers. You ended up somewhere in West Elizabeth, and while trying to steal some food, you were chased by two officers. But just as they were about to catch up with you, someone knocked them out. You smiled when Steve held out a big piece of bread and water to you. From that moment on, you lived with him. The Avengers gang became your family. Steve took care of you, and trained you as an outlaw. You learned everything that was essential to survive in the Wild West, from hunting to murder. And as the years passed, other people joined the gang, and you accepted them all as your family. When Steve saw you, he smiled tenderly, wiping the sweat from his brow with a handkerchief as he motioned for you to enter the tent. - So, kiddo, what did you find out in Valentine? - asked the man as you sat down in the opposite position, on a wooden chair. - They have a poorly protected bank. - You shrugged. - But you know how these small towns are, the risk is almost always not worth the gain. - That's too bad, we need money. Especially to buy medicine. You let out a low exclamation of agreement, you knew exactly how difficult the situation was. It had been a particularly difficult season for the gang. With Fury's death at the last service, and the move out of town to get away from the officers, you were still facing a wave of illness. Carol and Bruce had been feverish and bedridden for days, and Thor had been shot during an unsuccessful robbery. - I overheard an interesting conversation, though. - You say, and Steve looks at you curiously. - Some rich people are coming to Valentine in a few days. The name Stark was mentioned, have you ever heard of it? Steve's eyes widen in surprise and excitement. - Of course I have! - he exclaims. - Filthy rich folks there! Rich enough to lend us a little money without even noticing. - I think Stark is going to buy the oil mines at Heartlands. And he's staying in Valentine while he does the negotiations. - That's excellent. - Steve says, running his hand along his chin in a thoughtful expression. - If the deposit is made in Valentine, we will have the purchase money first hand. You nodded. - But even if the deposit is made here, the money is sure to be transferred to Saint Denis. - You retort, trying to think of all the details of the scam. - Which means that we have to steal the money the same day it is deposited, or we only stand a chance during the transfer. Steve stood up, walking around the tent with the same thoughtful expression on his face. - No, no. - He began to speak as if the alternatives were rapidly forming in his head. - The carriage will be extremely protected. In the gunfire, we can be very worried about not getting killed, which will give them a chance to escape to the city. And then we'll have no way to reach them there. You sighed, knowing that he was right. You frowned, trying to think of something, but Steve soon spoke again. - We need to do this while the money is in the bank. And we have to do it fast. - He says, and then walks to the edge of the hut, looking around the field. He whistles, attracting the attention of Peggy Carter, who is chopping wood, and when she raises her curious gaze to him, Steve beckons her to join him. - What is it, Rogers? - Peggy asks gently. You exchange a smile with her. - We've got a new hit. - He says, making room for Peggy to join you. - Is Bucky around? - He went out hunting a few minutes ago. The twins went with him. - Peggy says and you rest your face on your own hand, waiting for Steve to speak again. - Oh right. I'll explain the details to them later. - The blond man says, walking around the cabin to the table in the opposite corner, and he takes a pen and paper and begins to write down what you think of as a rough draft of the plan. - We will rob Valentine's bank then. - I thought that banks in small towns were not worth the risk. - Peggy commented with a slightly confused expression. - Ah, but we have a unique opportunity. - Steve remarked, bringing the doodle over to Peggy. - Howard Stark, big oil guy, is going to buy the Heartlands mines. The purchase money will be deposited in Valentine before being transferred to Saint Denis. I believe we will have about a few hours to rob the bank - Steve, are you sure this is a good idea? - Peggy assumed a worried posture. - We are short on snipers... - It's a great idea. - He interrupts, looking at Peggy seriously, but still maintaining a calm tone. - We need the money, Peggy. If this is planned correctly, we don't have to worry about the number of weapons. - I appreciate the confidence in my abilities, by the way. - You playfully push your shoulder lightly against Peggy, she smiles at you. - Of course I trust you, Y/N. - She answers, but her gaze is still worried. - We just need to be careful in this job. You spend the rest of the afternoon planning. It doesn't take long for Bucky to join you. He hands a deer carcass to Pietro, who carries it back to the supply hut. Steve repeats the plan, and you let your gaze drift quickly to Wanda, who smiles at you, and you feel something in your stomach drop. Blushing, you look away, turning your attention back to Steve. It is already night when you have finally finished working out the plan. Wanda and Pietro joined you at some point, and you had to mentally repeat to yourself to pay attention to Steve's words and not to the redheaded girl a few feet away. You didn't want your passion to cost your life or put everyone else in danger because you didn't absorb the plan correctly, but you were getting to this level of unfocused. You felt a light tug on your arm as you walked toward the fire, and found yourself smiling wryly as you faced Wanda already looking at you. - I got my first deer today. - She declared, looking up at you with bright eyes, a tone of pride and happiness in her voice. You raise your eyebrows in a pleased expression. - What? That's amazing, Wands. - You replied. - I told you that you would learn soon! I would have liked to have seen it. - We can hunt together. - She says, and you try not to show your nervousness at the thought of being alone with Wanda, but you don't disguise it very well, which makes Wanda confused, and she looks almost disappointed when she quickly adds - Pietro can come with us too. You blink a few times, believing her to be clarifying that she had no intention of spending time alone with you, and swallowing dryly, you nod in agreement. - Yes, yes. Sure, we should call him too. - You say taking a few steps back, hands in your pockets as you stare uncomfortably at the floor. Wanda bites her lower lip lightly, finding you extremely difficult to decipher. You spend a moment in silence, before she speaks again - We can go tomorrow afternoon if you have no business in town. You think about it for a moment, trying to remember if you had made any appointments, if any robbery opportunities had been signaled to you, but you can't think of anything. - No, it's fine. We can hunt tomorrow. - You say, trying not to be too embarrassed by the contented smile Wanda flashes at you. She was probably going to say it was marked, but Pietro interrupted the moment by extending a bowl of stew in front of her face. Wanda blinked a few times in confusion, but thanked her brother as soon as she grabbed the item. Pietro turned to you next, a relaxed posture as he took a sip of the beer he was holding. - What were you two talking about? - he asked, his tone curious. - It's rude to snoop, you know. - You teased, drawing a short laugh from Wanda, and Pietro rolled his eyes stubbornly, but smiled. - We're going hunting tomorrow. I'll show Y/N that I learned how to use the bow on some deer. - explained Wanda, looking at her brother. - Will you come with us? Pietro frowned, denying with his head. - Sorry, little sister. - He speaks seriously, but his eyes have a malice in them that you didn't know how to recognize. - I'd love to join you on your date, but I have an appointment. You and Wanda blush at the insinuation, but Pietro continues with a playful aura as he takes another sip of beer. Although embarrassed, you can't help but be happy to know that you would be spending some time alone with the girl. - Oh, all right. - Wanda says in what seems to be an attempt to sound disappointed, but her eyes sparkle slightly as she speaks. You don't notice, but Pietro smiles at the expression. - You're full of secrets lately. What kind of appointment? Pietro laughs, shrugging his shoulders. He walks toward you with a playful expression, and puts his arm around your shoulders, smiling at Wanda as he leans on you. - Your girlfriend taught me how to play poker and now I am famous, my presence is requested in Rhodes. I need to bet and win some money for this place. You choke slightly on the phrase and feel your face heat up, looking down at the floor. Wanda lets out a nervous laugh, and pushes her brother lightly, making him let go of you. - You mean lose money, don't you? - she teases. - Even Thor plays better than you, and he usually just flips the table. You laugh, risking a glance at Wanda, who has a reddened face and quickly exchanges a smile with you. Pietro rolls his eyes and walks past you, waving goodbye. Deciding that you should eat something, you nod to Wanda that you are going to the fire. She smiles and follows you silently
You didn't hunt very often. Although you were good at it, it was not your function in the camp. You were a gunslinger, and your jobs usually involved carriage robberies and trespassing, even the occasional robbery. You were always part of the team for the big scams. And then Wanda invited you to go deer hunting and you became an anxious mess. Stumbling out of your tent, you hurried to take a quick swim in the creek near the campground. It was important not to smell too strongly when you went out hunting, as the animals could more easily notice you. Coming out of the water with wet hair, you put on your clothes, leaving the suspenders hanging from your waist and a few buttons open on your shirt. You were feeling heated. You waited for Wanda at the campfire. She also bathed before meeting you, and she seemed slightly anxious when she found you. You smiled as you poured some coffee, and Wanda looked a little airy when she accepted the cup. You didn't understand why, but the sight of your relaxed appearance, your loose hair and your exposed collarbone was absolutely irresistible to her, making Wanda feel heated in places that were not appropriate. You joked that soon she would become the best hunter in the camp, and you were happy to make her smile. As you rode out of the camp, you smiled as you felt Wanda lightly tap her foot against yours, as you used to play with as children. Riding in silence for a few minutes, you enjoyed the gentle breeze until you came to a hunting spot. You descended from Knight slowly, stretching your body when you reached the ground. Wanda watched your shirt lift and reveal some skin, then she looked away quickly, her face red. You cast a curious look, thinking she was feeling heat. Grabbing your rifle stored on the horse, you watched Wanda take from Lily's saddle - her red sorrel - a longbow and some arrows. You walked in silence, heading for the shallow part of the creek beside you, where you could easily find deer. It was comfortable to be in Wanda's presence, even in silence. Neither of you had to say anything to know exactly what to do next, your body following her along the way as if you had done this many times before. One look and you knew when to wait, or when to be quiet. It didn't take long before you spotted the deer. There weren't many, and Wanda bent down in front of you to take aim. You watched her with admiration. She raised her bow, and you noticed the slight tremor in her hands and frowned. You came forward, also bent down, and stood beside her. - There's no need to be nervous, Wands. - You whispered softly. - It's just me. The trembling in their hands seemed to diminish, but it was still there. You moved closer, raising your hands to join Wanda's, helping her to keep a steady aim. - Take a deep breath. - You said against her ear, waiting for her to obey. - And then shoot. With her speech, Wanda let go. The arrow cut through the air with speed, hitting the animal straight in the head. A perfect shot. You smiled, and when you looked at Wanda, she was already looking at you. You were about to congratulate her on the shot, but Wanda hugged you by the neck, surprising you. You felt your face heat up and due to the shock, you didn't respond to the hug, your body seeming asleep for an instant. Wanda let you go quickly, her face flushed with apology. You were about to tell her it was okay, and maybe hug her back, then you heard an animalistic noise that attracted your full attention, a low growl that you knew all too well. Glad you had brought your rifle, you looked around, searching for the source of the noise. Wanda blinked curiously, but you didn't look at her again. Standing up, you held the rifle with both hands, your gaze roaming the surroundings. A moment later, the bushes a few feet away moved, and you watched the creature sneak through the undergrowth, only to run toward you the next second, preparing to jump. The sound of gunfire echoed for a few seconds after the shot. You let out the breath you were holding and watched the panther lying on the ground, just a few inches away from your feet. Wanda looked at you in shock, and you offered your hand to help her up. - Sorry for the scare. - You grumbled, walking towards the panther intent on retrieving the skin, which should be worth a few dozen dollars. - We always have to be careful not to become the prey during the hunt. - How did you hear it? - Wanda asked curiously. - Practice I guess. - You said, kneeling down beside the panther. - Every sound around us is important. - You explained - Pay attention now, for example. Besides my voice, what do you hear? Wanda seemed to think for a moment. - I can only hear water, I think. Maybe birds. - She confesses, you finish cutting the skin off the animal in front of you. - Oh, sorry. - You say quickly. - I forgot that I just drove all the animals away with the noise of the rifle. You laugh to yourself, and Wanda smiles at you tenderly. - Let's go after that deer. I'll teach you to hear the sounds another day. - You tell her as you stand up. Walking over to the dead deer, you observe Wanda kneeling beside the animal, drawing her own knife. - Bucky taught you how to skin? - you ask, watching the firm but still amateurish cut Wanda was giving the animal. - Yes, he told me to skin rabbits before he taught me to cut the deer during yesterday's hunt. - said the red-haired girl focused on the activity. You tried not to blush as you watched a drop of sweat trickle down your neck. - I learned to skin animals from him too. - You commented as you waited for Wanda to finish the task. - I was a little smaller, I think. - I guess it took long enough for us to learn how to hunt, didn't it? - Wanda joked, drawing a smile from you. It was true, hunting had been the last activity Steve and Bucky taught you. For some reason, teaching them to shoot was a higher priority than getting food from the wild. A moment later, Wanda finished, raising the deer leather in the air, showing off her work proudly. You laughed at her expression, signaling for her to step away from the animal. You handed her your rifle, and bent down, grabbing the carcass with both hands and throwing it over your shoulders to carry it to the horse. It was quite heavy, but you concentrated your breathing as Bucky had taught you, and managed to carry the animal to Wanda's sorrel. After placing the carcass on the back of the animal, you grunted when you saw the state of your shirt, completely covered in blood. - What's the matter? - Wanda asked curiously when she heard your sigh. - Pepper made me promise not to come covered in blood to the camp anymore. - You say, rolling up your sleeves. - She told me she would put me to sleep with the horses if I showed up like this again. Of course, she will probably just change my watch shifts, but it will still be a pain to hear the lecture. - You could have told me to carry the deer. - Wanda retorted, looking at you with a mixture of seriousness and guilt. You just smiled. - Don't be silly, I just need to clean up before I go back. - You said simply, and Wanda frowned in confusion. And then she choked in surprise, watching you pull your shirt over your head. You went around her body and towards the creek. It took Wanda a few seconds to snap out of her shock, then she turned her head toward the creek, her face flushed. You rubbed the fabric with your hands, watching the blood drip into the water. You put your shirt aside only to wet your own body, wiping any traces of blood from your skin. Completely oblivious to the shy mess Wanda had become as she watched you wash yourself. Finished cleaning yourself, you wrung out your shirt, getting as much water buildup out as possible. You put your clothes back on, feeling the damp fabric against your skin. Wanda stood in the same place you had left her, and you frowned when you saw her look quickly away from you, her face red. You suddenly felt very embarrassed, thinking that you must have crossed some boundary with her. Coughing awkwardly, you walked toward your own horse. You rode in silence back to the camp, you mentally going over the whole conversation trying to find what you had done wrong that made Wanda so quiet. You were surprised when you heard her singing softly. Smiling without looking at her, you slowed down the speed of Knight's gallop, trying to enjoy the moment to the fullest. Wanda continued to sing the whole way, and you tried to ignore the feeling of butterflies in your stomach
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A Birthday with Loki
Written for @buckyssoldat happy birthday dear !🔥💜
Warnings : smut ! so obviously +18 
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Why couldn't you be attracted by the good guys ? Why couldn't you be attracted...by Thor for exemple ! nice guy, extremely good looking, funny and all. But nooooo, you never had any kind of physiological reaction around him, the one who made your heart beat travel to your pussy ? His brother of course !
You were a smart girl and this was your logic : if villain bad, why villain hot, conclusion, badly fuck the vilains, even if it went against everybody's recommandations.
And you've been trying to fuck Loki for ever !
It was your birthday party night, the room was filled with close friend and people you had trouble recognizing. You knew Tony being responsible for a party was a bad idea, he wasn't really good with the concept of "small"...
What made you irritable, was that you were fricking horny, and yesterday you ended things with the guy you've been seeing for the past couple of weeks, you weren't sad because it ended, you were sad because he was a fantastic fuck, but yesterday he has told you that the moon was a conspiracy and it didn't exist, and you thought "I'm not introducing this dude to any one"
It didn't make things better to see Loki charming every woman of the reception, going from one to the other, commenting and finding a clever compliment to apply to every and each one.
What would be an amazing birthday gift would be him fucking you.
I mean you loved the emerald hair pin he slipped on your hair before the party, but his hands on the back on you neck had left you craving more contact.
— here is the queen of the party ! The most beautiful woman here ! My dear, can i tell you that even the expression of dissatisfaction on your face looks like the most captivating art work.
— Always charming, you say rolling your orbs.
— of course dear, he say setting by your side
— Don't you have someone else to talk to ?
— i don't find anyone else then you worthy of my words in this party dear.
You don't reply. You secretly enjoy the company of the man. And quite rapidly, you are talking about everything you like, litterature and art.
— surprisingly, you have some good things to say for a human.
— Is that a compliment ?
— of course !
Your pout your mouth, and immediately notice that his eyes follow the movement, and stay focused on your carmine colored lips. You don't say anything, until he bring his gaze back up to find you looking up at him. You keep looking in each other eyes for quite a time, but then to internally moved by it, you look a way, and you can see that he likes that you couldn't hold it.
After a little while, his voice raises again.
— so ...what happened to that...misery of a being your were seeing ?
You roll your eyes for the sake of it, but chuckle lightly.
— we went each his own way. We weren't a match, he was nice but..
— he was stupid.
— no,he
— don't lie to me, I've seen dead fish with eyes expressing more depth then his.
— okey...okey he wasn't a genius. But he was nice, and cute and
— you deserve better, and it's me telling you that. I rarely think that highly of anyone.
— oh god, you say rolling your eyes at his never ending comments on humans.
— i love when you call me that, and you are so cute when you roll your eyes. But I'm serious you are worth more.
— maybe, but for now I'm worth my vibrator.
Fuck. How did that slip out ? You feel yourself blush furiously. And you realize that Loki has turned his head towards you at an abnormal speed. His eyes a bit wide. A bit dark. His lips a bit parted. A bit up turned.
— A vibrator ? Would the queen of the party leave her guests by there own to go take care of her carnal needs ?
— i mean ...i'm was going to wait until everybody is gone.
— How gracious of you. But everyone is not to be gone until at least five in the morning.
— i...it can wait.
— you see, dear, at the way you are shivering, and blushing, and the way you shivered and blushed when my fingers flew over your neck earlier, i don't think it can wait this much.
You blush even more and you don't know what to say. Truth be told ...you could litteraly feel your body burning with desire.
After few seconds of silence Loki got up.
— If you want to have something that surpasses anything that you crave, leave those people, come to my room, I'll be waiting for your visit. Happy birthday, dear.
And with that he is gone.
You were delusional. That can not have just happened.
Dream or not you are doing it.
It doesn't take you any thinking to hop on the offer. It only takes you some drinks.
What is Loki, god of mischief, planning for you ?
Three drinks later, you are ready to find out.
***
— do you want to drink something ?
You rock your head right and left.
— tranquilize yourself, we are not going to do anything you don't want, but, knowing about your little... penchant, towards me, and having myself, an... inclination towards you, i thought you..
— you...have a ...i mean, you like me?
— Darling, the I've never been indifferent to you. And you've been playing with the charms around me. I'm not made of stone.
You feel yourself blush from head to tow and try to cover a silly smile.
— You noticed..
— of course i did, it was very endearing and a grate pastime. Now, are you sure you don't want any drinks?
— I'm sure.
— good. Regaining confidence, confidence is beautiful on you darling.
You smile and approach him, balancing your hips and slightly smiling.
He keeps his eyes connected to your, and when you are just inches from him, you out your mouth close to his ear and confess
— i loved the hair pin that you gifted me, and ...i loved it so much that i matched my lingerie with it. Dark green and black lace, would you like to see it ?
His voice darkens, deepens, seemingly erupting from earths foudaments.
— Strip.
The command fuses. And you take a step back, ready to obey it. As you rapidly attack the zipper of your dress.
he murmur :
— slower, darling.
Your hands travel your body, caressing yourself before slowly pushing the sleeves of your dress down your shoulders, and slowly unzipping it, caressing every bit of soft skin that appears to sight from under your arms to your hip. He now can see your beautiful chest in this transparent lace bra that fails to hide your hard nipples. you turn around, but keep looking at Loki from above your shoulder. Subtilty arching your back, you push the dress past your round ass, revealing your dark green tanga with two little black bows, one on the front one on the back, oranges with black pearls.
He is eye-eating you. Already devouring you without a touch. He slowly gets up, and still not touching you, with just his got breath and lips again your ear he says : «you're going to keep it, and I'm going to take you in this beautiful lingerie»
You don't have time to agree as he goes from not touching you at all to touching you EVERYWHERE at the same time. His hands are greedy and his long cold fingers send shivers under your skin. He is massaging your tits, groping your ass, caressing your belly, drawing the line of your waist, falling on the curve of your hips, worshiping your delicate neck. And all you can do is hold on to him, with a hand on his neck, pulling at his beautiful dark hair, and with the back pushed to him, you could fee him grow bigger against your ass.
Turning back you decide to take the lead a fiercely kiss him. Your tongues meet and fight. You taste and bite and Savour eachother, the kiss expressing a hunger that have been here for so long.
— I'm going to do you a big honor, dear, I'm going to get on my knees for you, and i expect that to be and stay your greatest birthday gift.
And with that he kisses his way down, until he puts one then two knees on the ground and is facing your already wet sexe.
— I'm so curious to see how much desire you have for me.
You are mesmerized by the vision, Loki, god of mischief, on his knees, for you, ready to teste you, what am I saying, to ravage you, admiring you like you are the most beautiful woman or the world. The first and last. You can't breath and can't look away, any shyness pushed far by your desire and need.
His fingers caress a bit harshly your slit, pushing on your clit and making you jump back a little, bit he is quick to grab firmly on the back of your thighs, and you know from the slight pain that there will be marks there, bit you also understand the need for such a strict hold because immediately after he is pushing the underwear aside and...well he doesn't do any work at half, he is going at it all heatedly, his tongue flat against you no teasing, right to the point.
Your fingers automatically find their rightful place in his hair, pulling at it and making him groan. His hands reache up, and grabbing at your ass cheeks, he pulls you closer to his mouth, making you grind your wet core on his face.
— you are the most flavorful precious little thing I've ever tasted. I love how you rock your hips against my face, are you close to your release ?
— yes, yes Loki keep going.
His skilled tongue goes back and forth from your entrance to the over sensitive point under your clit to the top nerves, going from simulating it from left to right to top to bottom, and clearly taking such a pleasure in doing that to you that the vision gets you off like no other and ton start to moan louder and shake.
— such a beautiful woman, cum on my tongue, show me how you like what I do to you !
And with few more methodical stokes of his tong on your clit you shake and cum, and if it wasn't for his firm grip you'd have fallen to the ground.
«hmmmmm» he groan, kissing his way back up, and kissing you deeply, making you taste yourself. That is the first time someone does that to you, and you feel so nasty and you deepen the kiss, curious to share what you taste like, you feel him smile against your lips, and as you start to unbutton his shirt, be stops you.
— the next time, did you forget that you have a birthday party to return to after that ? And i have to confess, i want to be inside you immediately, no time for undressing.
You push away the idea of going back to that party, and focus on "next time" and "inside you" while he backs you up into the bed than hugs and you turn you around so you are sitting on his lap.
You hear his zipper go down, and following every movement he is making, filled with lust and envy, your heat skip a beat as soon as his length springs free, you feel it hot and heavy on your inner thigh, and you have a hard time breathing, your walls clench and you can't wait to have him inside. You have desperate moans and your hips move instinctively, and your reactions seems to amuse him enough to tame the emergency of burying himself deep inside you, as he takes the time to slip his cock between your labia, teasing you clit, and you entrance.
—Loki please...
— oh ! —he take on a dramatic théâtral voice— How mischievous I am being dear, on your birthday night non the less, I'll leave the teasing for another night then.
And with that, he is balls deep inside of you. Ripping out a long scream from your throat.
Both his hands find their place on your hips, and guide them up and down his shaft, kissing along your neck, and Whispering praises in your ear “queen” “beauty” “gem” “inteligent” “passionating” those all are word he slips in your ear while pushing his cock as deep as it can reach, which is enough to banish your soul out of your body. He is breathy, and grunting, and his paraises are starting to make less and less sense as he is getting close to his release.
— I want to cum on you beautiful chest, love.
— Yeah ?
— yes, i want to know that you won't think of anybody else when we go back to that boring reception, you'll think of me marking you, making you feel good, offering you all the pleasure you'll ever need to receive.
He bucks his hips faster and faster, and with that sends you over the edge, you don't have time to recover, as soon as you open your eyes back he is pushing you on your knees and jerking off, grunting and telling you how beautiful and good you are, you can't get enough of the sight of him, head thrown back, stumbling on his words, his hand stroking his cock faster and faster, until strings of white Milky cum land on your chest. you look at that, pushing out your tits, presenting yourself to him, letting him mark and own you as he wanted.
***
— darling, says Loki, while presenting you his arm to put your under, taking you back to that party that seems way more interesting now, arms under one another.
It especially looked more interesting now that he has suggested that public sexe was an interesting concept.
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[tomione thing] Thanks for the recs! I actually was looking forward to the rant, I like how you break things apart so they make sense in a very unique way.( I don't have any strong feelings to the pairing if that was your concern, I just think the stories about them have the potential to be fantastic because I enjoy intelligent characters going through life and solving problems and, usually, in fanfiction there's focus on only one smart character.
So, you people are just poking me with sticks to see what ridiculous opinions spew out then. I’m onto your game.
With that said, let’s get to answering then, and know that you bring this upon yourself.
I loathe Tomione. I put up with it, sometimes, because I will read almost any fic featuring Tom Riddle as a main character. (Want the Carnivorous Muffin to read your fic? Tom Riddle as a main character. Even if I disagree with 110% of your premise I will probably still read your story.)
However, it’s extremely telling that my recs the other day were hilariously small, and one was actually Hermione/Loki. The Tomione exists, I just hate it.
This is for two main reasons. First, I just don’t believe the ship would ever work under any circumstances and the pair are naturally doomed to loathe one another. Second, fanfiction has a collection of tropes associated with Tomione that are in unbearable (likely caused unconsciously by the first, Tomione doesn’t really work, so we do terrible things to make it work). 
Tomione Doesn’t Work: Change My Mind
So, remember we’re living in Muffin-land for this. I’ve explained some of my headcanons regarding these characters, and I’ll offer brief explanation for why I think what I do here, but I’m not going to expand on it too much.
Tomione has appeal under the premise that either you or someone else previously mentioned: they’re both so smart, of course they belong together.
The trouble, Hermione’s not nearly as smart as she thinks she is. What we see of Hermione’s cleverness boils down to having a very good work ethic and reading a lot of books. She tends to outsmart Ron and Harry because she actually puts in the work to do her homework and, my god, read her text books. Also, as I’ve covered before, Harry’s an idiot, so that’s a low bar.
Because Hogwarts can be passed by the likes of Crabbe and Goyle, and the curriculum seems to boil down to “pronounce this fake Latin correctly, ooh look, a spell”, actually reading her books not only gets Hermione by but skyrockets her ahead of her peers. Who, apparently, have no ear at all and don’t understand the swishy motions are important and probably never bothered to read their books.
This isn’t to say she’s stupid, she’s by far one of the more intelligent characters in the series, but it says a lot of not so good things about Hogwarts that Hermione is the “brightest witch of her generation”. In my mind she has never compared to characters like Tom Riddle, Lily Evans, Severus Snape, or Albus Dumbledore.
Hermione never questions how magic exists, why wands work, or why pronunciation is so weirdly important and why we’re using spells that are gibberish Latin instead of English or simply Latin. She never takes that step outside the box I would expect a truly intelligent person to take.
An example, Hermione completely throws out the entire discipline of divination. This is part because she believes it’s stupid, but she also only spends about two seconds thinking about it, and she doesn’t appear to be any good at it. If Hermione’s not good at it then it must be a stupid subject for stupid people.
Now, that alone doesn’t doom her, but it does put a huge chink in the major appeal of Tomione: they’re both just so brilliant that they’d be great together.
What dooms them is that Hermione both a) thinks she is as brilliant as all these other people and b) has this pervasive need to be the smartest person in any room she walks into. Hermione comes across Tom Riddle in the past or just chills with Voldemort in the future, she will inevitably try to show him up. This isn’t just to assure us that good is better than evil, but because she can’t help herself, because being the smartest is how she defines herself.
As a result, especially if we’re in the time travel/school setting, she would inevitably get in competition with him to prove she’s so much better/smarter than he is. It would undoubtedly be on her terms, probably revolving around school work, and she’d throw a fit when Tom wins because he understands the value in being concise where Hermione would quite easily write a hundred page Potions’ essay (that had a five page limit) with the subtext “PRAISE ME” written on every page.
I can’t imagine Tom Riddle would find this anything but completely obnoxious and a waste of his time.
Now, part of this goes into headcanon land, but I have always imagined, 100%, that Tom Riddle in Hogwarts was treated like a muggleborn, that he didn’t find out his ancestry until at least part of the way through, and he never confessed to being the Heir of Slytherin. I can back this up, but that’s another story for another day, I’ll just say that no matter what Dumbledore says any other backdrop makes no damn sense.
So, Tom has clawed the respect of his peers into reality with bleeding hands, he came from nothing in a way that even the ‘good’ purebloods wouldn’t have sympathy for. Even the muggleborns I imagine thought they were better than him. Tom is an impoverished orphan, so poor he has to stay at Hogwarts over the holidays, he was not having a fun time at school.
Tom has ambitions, is mired in hatred, and is not really all that wrapped up in Hogwarts except to get him where he wants to go.
Now, imagine Hermione suddenly shows up in front of this Tom. Suddenly he’s being challenged to essay competitions, she probably leaves cryptic remarks all the time about how evil he is and how amazing she is because she’s not evil and smarter than he is, and if he thinks he’s smarter than her then he better find time to prove it.
It’s like talking to a Dumbledore he can never escape from.
Tom doesn’t have time for this bullshit.
Tomione not only insists that he does but that he lives for this bullshit. Forget Voldemort, Hermione making weird comments about how Tom has a mutilated soul, or that Dumbledore is so much cooler than he is, is where it’s at. 
As for Hermione, ultimately, I don’t think she’d ever really be attracted to Tom Riddle because he’s too much competition. The guys we’ve seen Hermione with are all safely much dumber than she is, Hermione likes being in relationships with men she feels in some way better than. Tom Riddle is not that guy. 
Add on top of this that Hermione’s righteousness would never allow her to even think about dating someone like Tom and we get her, at best, trying for the sake of destroying him (if she seduces Tom then she destroys Voldemort!) but ultimately failing.
Because the thing is, circling back to where we started, there are different kinds of intelligence, different levels of intelligence, and intelligence alone isn’t a reason to get along. Smart people might gravitate towards smart people, but they still have to have compatible personalities. Reading books isn’t magical glue that can bind people together.
No matter what way I look at it, Hermione and Tom would absolutely loathe one another in every capacity. 
Hermione ends up back in time accidentally and goes to Tom with Hogwarts: utter loathing.
Hermione ends up back in time on purpose and tries to save Tom’s troubled soul or else murder the shit out of him: utter loathing with an extra dash of “what the fuck?!” on Tom’s end.
Hermione ends up back in time after Hogwarts when Tom’s a store clerk: utter loathing (Hermione walks into Tom’s shop to tell him how cool and interesting she is to enter into the typical Tomione mind games, all Tom wants is commission.)
Hermione enters into deals with devils with the horcruxes: utter loathing complete with Tom’s triumphant/Nelson laugh when he inevitably betrays her to get his own body.
A young Tom Riddle somehow winds up in the future and is forced to attend Hogwarts because Dumbledore does what he wants: utter loathing (Tom has to sit there and enjoy Harry and especially Hermione telling him how evil he is and how Hermione’s so much smarter than him because she’s muggleborn and reads books.)
Lord Voldemort takes Hermione hostage during the horcrux hunt: utter loathing (though this would be sadly less irritating to Tom than the others, I imagine, if only because Hermione would probably be more terrified and less righteous. But she’d hate him with the fire of a thousand suns and inevitably pull a horrific revenge scheme on either him or his Death Eaters. No one crosses Hermione. No one.)
You name it, I think it’s going to end with the pair hurling chairs at each other and just being completely and utterly uninterested in every capacity. 
Now, onto how Tomione is typically written, which just makes it so much worse.
Tomione Fics Breed Awful: Change My Mind
Tomione, to me, is born from a few things. It’s born from the author’s desire to have an intelligent, female, borderline SI lead and to shove her together with another edgy smart person with some degree of a bad boy persona.
In this way Tomione fics are very similar to Snape/Hermione fics, are similar to Lokane from Thor/Avengers, are similar to Zutara back in the earlier seasons of Avatar the Last Airbender, etc. 
As a result the fics almost invariably spiral into: “Hermione is so smart, she’s so much smarter than everyone else, she impresses Tom because she is so smart. Tom is so smart but so evil, he sexy growls at her, and confesses how much he hates love every other chapter.” 
Only, as I noted above, while there are many interpretations of Tom’s character (and mine certainly doesn’t agree with the vast majority) I can’t help but think every single version would hate her.
To make him not hate her the author will often turn him into one of two Tom Riddles: Emotionally Deficient Robot Tom or Growling Sexy Sociopath Tom. Emotionally Deficient Robot Tom will often have paragraph long tangents to remind us he doesn’t compute your human emotions, “Beep boop” but despite this Hermione’s out of control hair makes him feel urges “bloop bloop”. Growling sexy sociopath Tom usually goes on a rant about how love is beneath him, backs Hermione into broom closets, and growls as he sexily makes out with her in a non-romantic manner because “ew love”. 
In other words, Tom is made an unbelievably flat character. He becomes a base archetype of sexy villain character. He never really gets redeemed, even if the story insists he does, he usually doesn’t have a reason for the way he is (”um, love potions!” the author often cries), and he and Hermione always think they’re much more important than they are.
The story rarely, if ever, goes anywhere because the entire point of the story is mind games between two sixteen-year-olds who think they’re smarter than everyone else. So we get a lot of chapters of Hermione and Tom running around, being very clever to each other, but doing nothing.
Sometimes authors do deviate from this, we will have an actual plot where we’re not just in Hogwarts again or it’s not just centering on ridiculous mind games. However, even then, Tom is usually is some variant of a very flat cartoon villain while Hermione is... Well, one would think the way she’s described that she’s the smartest, best, most beautiful, most brilliant thing to ever grace this earth.
TL;DR
Tomione is not my jam.
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so much to learn ][ s. rogers
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Paring: steve rogers x avenger!reader
Inspo: reading a bunch of Steve Rogers smut and realizing that this mans could not be HALF as experienced as he has been written to be
Word Count: 1800+
Warning(s): partial nudity, cursing, avengers being the lil shits they are, suggestive flirting, and the teensiest bit of smut
Part: part one | part ??
A/N: none
Although Steve loved his fellow Avengers like family. And they were family, to him. He couldn’t help but think that they enjoyed to make him uncomfortable.
Steve had been roped into a game of strip poker and his ears were redder than ever, thanks to a little Asgardian liquor and the state of undress his teammates were in.
Thor didn’t know what poker was and only caught on after his shirt and pants were discarded, the god proudly sitting in his boxers like nudity was no issue. You could imagine he’s posed nude before, some risqué paintings hidden away in his kingdom.
Natasha was smart, too smart and possibly cheating, as she sat comfortably in a tank top and night shorts. She had accessorized a little more than usual tonight on purpose. That, and she was just damn good at poker.
Tony was down to his button-down shirt, socks, and boxers. He kept referencing something called ‘Risky Business’ and sipping from an infinite amount of whiskey glasses. Made you laugh though.
By the time Steve’s vision shifted to you, everyone was jeering as you lost another hand. Natasha especially obnoxious with a small chant of ‘take it off, take it off!’ which Sam, Tony, and Clint joined in on. You were a little tipsy, rolling your eyes but laughing as you took off the over-sized white sweater you’d been using to protect your modesty. Underneath was a bright, stringy red thong and a matching lacy bralette. He could just barely see the small snowflakes on the part of your panties which were actual fabric.
“Santa Claus is coming to town! God damn, [Y/n]!” You blushed at Sam’s joke, fake-pouting across the table.
“Steve, it’s your turn pal.” Bucky nudged his shoulder with a smirk, pulling his best friend from the current daze he found himself in.
Instead of paying attention to the on-going game, all the super-soldier could pay attention to was you. The way the garments hugged and complimented your skin, how your cheeks nearly burned a red just as bright. It was shameful how drawn in he was.
“O-oh? Yeah, sorry I was zoned out.” He bashfully came back to reality, playing his hand and avoiding the knowing looks of all of his friends.
Luckily, you hadn’t noticed, too pre-occupied with finishing what was left of your spiked hot cocoa. Steve rolled his eyes as Natasha bested his hand once again for the night, forcing him to remove his shirt and receive a drunken high-five from Thor. Your eyes peeled up just in time to find a torso which was sculpted by very intelligent scientists a long time ago. You could say the gods, but Thor was right there and he had nothing to do with Steve Roger’s physique.
Wolf whistles rounded the table, the others all cheering at the shy Captain America. He was modest, always very much respectful and innocent. Never even took his shirt off in the gym, even if he did wear those exceedingly tight t-shirts. And you couldn’t help but find it endearing.
“I’m gonna go get more cocoa,” you mentioned to Natasha, eyes still glancing at the very attractive Captain.
You go to pick up your sweater and she grabs it, “rules are rules, [Y/n/n].” She teases you with a chuckle and you roll your eyes.
Luckily you were tipsy enough to not care, standing and taking your mug with you back towards the direction of the kitchen. Truth be told you just wanted to escape the game before you could lose anymore articles of clothing.
“Hate to see ya leave, but I love to watch ya go girl!” Wanda cackles with the rest of the gang, the thong not leaving much to the imagination as you tried to leave the room.
“Whatever Pervs!” You called back and exited the room, Steve couldn’t keep his eyes off your figure as if they were stuck there.
See the thing was, Steve had always found you very attractive. Ever since you were first a recruit for the initiative. An ex-art thief hired by Fury due to your enhanced abilities of wall-crawling and camouflage, you were a little chameleon and very useful. But Steve hasn’t admired you for that, he was a freak of human nature as well. No he was impressed by your intelligence and adaptation. You were by far the fastest learner and the most determined, possibly due to this being your only chance at not being put into federal prison, but that was besides the point. He somehow liked that you weren’t like the others in that way. You had an attitude and you spoke your mind whenever the hell you pleased, some could call you a loose cannon but all Steve could see was a free-spirit. That and your tendency to bend the rules during training reminded him of himself in the army.
“You guys are animals, ya know that?” He joked with a small smile, grabbing the sweater from Natasha and following after you.
“Yeah, go get your girl, Rogers!” Sam called after him much to the others’ happiness.
Steve just shakes his head and heads out into the hallway. He couldn’t help but notice the slight cinnamon and cashmere scents coming from your sweater as he walked to the kitchen, the holiday smells putting a slight grin on his face. It was adorable and shockingly domestic for what he’d seen of you so far.
In the kitchen, Steve seemed to find it absolutely empty. This was until he watched a mug of hot chocolate seemingly float in midair. He held back a chuckle.
“At ease, I come with a peace offering.” He holds out the sweater with a sincerity that only  the golden boy of America could have.
He watched as you suddenly appeared before him, hands still grasping the mug and he nearly choked on air. You were still in that red lace number, staring up at him with an appreciative smile that made his blood rush to his pants in a manner that almost made him feel guilty. You take the chunky, white cable-knit sweater placing your mug down to put it on.
“Thanks. You know I’m really surprised they dragged ya into that, doesn’t seem like it’s your style.” You took a sip of your hot chocolate, relishing the shot of whiskey you mixed in.
“Oh? Why is that?” He sarcastically quips, leaning against the counter across from you.
You did your best to maintain eye contact, which was a very hard thing to do with the super soldier so casually missing a shirt which was not a sight you usually got to see.
“Mmm correct next if I’m wrong, but you’re... you! You drink black coffee in the morning and read your newspaper, and blush when Nat or Tony says something brass. And I get it, you missed about seven decades of societal sexual growth. So... yeah I’d say it’s safe to presume that strip poker could make you a little uncomfortable.” You could guess it was the liquor in your system that let you go on your small over-analysis, but the arrogant smirk on your face after definitely was.
“Wow. Harsh, but I can’t say you’re wrong.” He admitted and you watched his eyes snap up and down your half-naked figure.
You found yourself wanting him to do it again.
“Yeah. It’s been kinda hard to uh catch up, for lack of better words. It wasn’t long that I was out of the ice when Loki happened and ever since it’s just been work. Relationships haven’t really been an option.” He earnestly responded and you felt your heartstrings tug.
“They never really are for people in this line of work.” You empathized before feeling a false bravery take grip, “So... no action at all since the ice?”
You could practically see his face twitch as he registered your question and tried his hardest not to show how flustered he was.
“I’m 90, not dead.” He laughed before continuing, “but um I’d still probably say I’m more inexperienced then most.”
You couldn’t believe how honest his answer was, nor how he almost managed to make it seem like he was flirting. As he spoke, Steve moved closer to you, now by your side rather than across. His eyes lingered on your features and you were thankful for the dim kitchen lighting to cover your blush.
“Oh? Care to elaborate? I mean you’re extremely gorgeous so I can imagine you gotta be understating right now.” You rose an eyebrow, taking a sip and watching how he reacted to the compliment.
And even in the low light you could see those perfect blue eyes begin to darken, something which spun your thoughts in a delicious way.
“Cute. But, I most certainly am not.” He left you hanging, as if wanting you to prove him further.
And with the Irish courage pumping through your system, you did. “Okay. And you don’t have to answer this- though I feel like if you don’t you’re kind of answering it- have you had sex?”
It was bold, made even bolder as you positioned yourself in front of him, staring up with false innocence and hot chocolate steam rising between the two of you. There was barely a foot between the two of you and you could practically feel the heat emanating from his very built torso.
He shook his head with a coy smirk and you couldn’t help but let your jaw drop.
“You’re lying.” He shook his head again.
“Blow job?” Again. “Hand stuff? Make out sesh?” He nodded.
“Damn, Captain Rogers, how do you manage? I mean it’s been a couple months for me and I am struggling.” You groaned dramatically, inwardly gaging his reaction as an idea formed in your head.
You downed the rest of your drink, purposefully placing it on the counter behind Steve. Your hand touched his chest, and you muttered a ‘sorry’. His large hand touched your waist as you reached over him as if to guide you, but it was obvious that the two of you had been waiting to break that touch barrier.
“Can’t crave something you’ve never experienced,” he commented and you arched your back, positioning your hips against his own and letting your finger drag along his chest playfully.
He kept his hand on your waist, letting the other join and pull you even closer. They felt hot on your waist even through the sweater.
You let your finger hook under his jaw, letting his blue eyes stay focused on your own, “well if you ever want someone to teach you what these experiences are like... I’m just down the hall.”
And with that, you pulled away, turning out of the room and leaving the super soldier speechless. Steve watched you go longingly, not missing how you purposefully lifted that over-sized sweater to let him have another peek at your ass before exiting the kitchen. He dragged a hand down his face, his features burning red as he realized just how tight his jeans now felt.
Steve would definitely be taking you up on that offer.
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dyanlzbb · 4 years
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Bucky and the Toy Phone (1/3)
Character Pairing:  Bucky Barnes x OFC
Word Count:  2438
Warnings:  none that I could think of.  Rooting fluff perhaps?
Synopsis: It is a universal unwritten rule that when a child offers you his toy cellphone, you have to take the call. Bucky Barnes knew it. That was the reason why he was now answering an Iron Man toy cellphone in the middle of the common room at Avengers Tower.
He had no idea who was the toddler looking up at him with expectant eyes full of hope, nor what he was doing in the Avengers Tower. His mind was racing 100 km/h trying to understand why he was facing this dilemma.
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It is a universal unwritten rule that when a child offers you his toy cellphone, you have to take the call. Bucky Barnes knew it. That was the reason why he was now answering an Iron Man toy cellphone in the middle of the common room at Avengers Tower.
He had no idea who was the toddler looking up at him with expectant eyes full of hope, nor what he was doing in the Avengers Tower. His mind was racing 100 km/h trying to understand why he was facing this dilemma.
Bucky was certain that the people in general were scared of him. Whenever they went out or even when the Avengers saved the day, he tried to stay in the dark because he still feels guilty about all of what he had done as the Winter Soldier. But this kid wasn’t showing fear at all. He was smiling at the Winter Soldier despite his dark clothes and silver arm. The boy kept trying to shove Bucky the toy phone giving him no option but to play along.
- Hi, this is… Bucky Barnes and I am here with… - He looked down to the toddler as if asking for his name. Lucky for him, the kid seemed smart enough to understand. However he was not that fluent and babbled his name.
-Ethan…
- Yes, I’m here with Ethan and we are looking for his mom… - Bucky’s voice sounded slur as he elongated the words as if that would make Ethan magically disappear or his mother to appear out of thin air.
- No! no mamma!!! – The boy said sounding alarmed.
- Sorry, not looking for Ethan’s mom… we are looking for… - once again the question was open waiting for the toddler to answer.
- Cap – Ethan stated matter of fact looking too pleased on himself.
- Right, we are waiting for Cap to come and take Ethan to… -
- Ice cream! 
- And take him to buy some ice cream…
Although he never considered himself to be lucky, he was having one of those strange days in which things worked in his favor because in that moment Steve Rogers entered the room and stared in shock to the grown, intimidating, house brick that was his best friend holding timidly a toy to his ear with a toddler on his feet. The truth is that he really tried to contain his laughter, after all of what they had been through he never expected to face this view. Yet, here was Bucky answering a fake call with an expression full of fear on his face.
But his contained giggle attracted the attention of the toddler who was extremely happy to see Steve at the door and ran to meet him. Bucky then looked behind to see what had made the kid run away.
- CAAAP!!! – They boy screamed and jumped to Steve’s arms, who caught him effortlessly.
- Hey buddy… How are you? – Steve was used to kids being excited about meeting him and he always wanted to give a good impression to his little fans. He unruffled his hair and made the toddler smile.
- Steve Rogers, just the man we were waiting for!! – Perhaps he could help Bucky to solve the mystery of the little boy in the common room. – We were actually calling you because Ethan here wants some ice cream.
- Who said Ice Cream! – as if the planets aligned, Sam Wilson entered the common room with two pints of ice cream, one vanilla and one chocolate flavor, followed closely by Natasha Romanov. He held the pints in the air what elicited an exited scream and applause from the little boy.
- Yei… Ice cream!
- Who’s the boy?- Natasha was the first one to voice openly the question that both supersoldiers were asking themselves.
- His name is Ethan and when I came in he was there playing with this. – Bucky showed her the toy in his hand which she took from him.
Natasha examined the Iron man print and checked the buttons. By pressing the first one, a recording of Iron Man could be heard; number two was for Captain America; three for Thor and so on with a number for each Avenger. Nat was number 5. It was a funny trinket the one Ethan had, yet the mystery of why he was in the Avengers compound remained.
Sam was the type of person that liked to spoil the little kids… especially if they weren’t his. He didn’t know whose kid was Ethan, but since he was already there, he decided to share his Ice Cream with his new ice-cream-buddy.
Ethan waited patiently until Sam gave him a spoon and started to eat with the Avenger. Soon they were joined by Steve, Bucky and Nat who shared the ice cream too eyeing carefully the kid. They were laughing and dotting the little boy until he stood up and ran to the entrance.
- Mamma!!! – The mother of Ethan entered the common room followed by Tony Stark and Pepper Potts.
- Hey baby… did you have fun? – Chiara, the woman in question, bent down to see her son face to face. His face was sticky and smelling like vanilla - Come, let’s clean that face before we go home. – She moved to a corner of the common room to where she had left the bag with all that Ethan could need while they were out, including wet wipes.
Tony was entertained by Sam, Buck, Nat and Steve’s dumb folded expression. They had known Chiara for about five months already and she was good at keeping her private life private.
The young mother made sure that all their belongings were in place and took the carrier bag, then her son and turned to the table where she noticed the Ice Cream and the Avengers - Thank you very much for taking care of him. Say thank you to them Ethan.
-‘kiu! – Ethan wasn’t as convinced as to say thank you to the Avengers because he knew it meant they were leaving, and he wasn’t ok with it but he knew the word of his mother was final.
As she was walking to the exit, Chiara turned to say goodbye to Tony - We have to go, but I promise I will bring those documents as soon as possible. – Ethan was now hiding his face on her mother’s neck
- Don’t stress over them, we’ll be waiting for them… you Ethan, take care and remember… you can call me whenever you want. – Tony rubbed the kid’s back as he said goodbye then took the toy phone to return it to the kid, after all, he was the one who got it for him on the first place.  Ethan took it giggling and started to press buttons as Chiara carried him to the exit and Pepper followed her and Tony stayed behind.
After a moment of silence Sam was the first to break the silence that somehow had taken over the whole room. - Then, Ethan is Chiara’s child? – Tony was still facing the door seeing how Pepper was taking her cousin to the entrance.
- Yes… he is. – He was enjoying himself. He wanted to gloat over the fact the others were clueless about what was going on.
Bucky’s face had fallen and a somber shadow had taken home on his face. Chiara had a small child and probably had a perfect husband waiting for her at home. Suddenly the dream of the suburban house with a white fence, a dog and a couple of children running around popped the bubble he had secretly feed during the last months since Pepper introduced Chiara to the team.
Or perhaps his dream was not as secretly as he wished. – Buck, you ok? – Steve asked to the still astonished Bucky that kept staring at the door through which Chiara and Ethan left.
- Yeah, yes… why shouldn’t I? – He replied hurriedly trying to mask the pain that was breaking his heart in this very moment.
- Well, because the girl you’ve been fanning over for weeks has a small child and you just found out and couldn’t ask about it. – Sam also had noticed how Bucky was slowly falling for the woman that appeared not so long ago in the Tower to be introduced as Pepper’s cousin.
Now Bucky was truly annoyed that his feelings were so easy to read. - Shut up birdbrain!
- Ethan is an amazing kid I must say… and I am his favorite Avenger.- Tony intervened still enjoying himself in the amusement the confusing feelings from Bucky caused to everyone.
In that moment Pepper reentered the room, she had heard the last part of the conversation – Yes, but only because you are giving him Iron Man themed toys. – Pepper was not as happy about the tension in the room as Tony and knew exactly what was going on.
- Well, they are working, the kid loves me and I am his favorite uncle, which proves that our baby is going to love me too. – Tony got close to Pepper and hugged her placing a hand over her swollen stomach.
Pepper was five months into her pregnancy, something that had and hadn’t taken everyone by surprise at the same time. During a stroll in the park just before Thanos attacked Earth Tony was trying to convince Pepper of having a kid. In that moment he suggested the name Morgan for their firstborn remembering that Pepper had an Uncle Morgan and the name could fit a girl or a boy equally.
Three months after defeating the mad Titan, Pepper was certain she was pregnant. She had no close family in New York for sharing this journey. However her cousin, daughter of the unusual Uncle Morgan had a toddler and experience with pregnancy and babies. And she had been living in Manhattan for over a year now because of her work.
The cousins arranged a meeting in a cozy, protected coffee house out of the sight of the paparazzi and since then, they reignited the friendship they shared in their youth. Which meant that Ethan had bonded with Pepper, and of course, not wanting to be left out and being extremely anxious about paternity, Tony bonded with Ethan.
The little boy was smart, vivacious and happy, as any toddler should be. It was true that his mother Chiara sometimes worked until late because she was trying to juggle her professional career and her responsibilities as a single mother, yet she tried to be as much as she could with him to give him the best life she could.
Chiara visited the Avengers Tower often since their reunion and Pepper noticed she had taken some liking for the brooding Bucky Barnes. Stealing a glance every now and then, they started to talk often inserting a flirting phrase or two and a bright open smile.
But as much as she probably liked the man, Pepper was certain her cousin would not do anything to explore what she may feel for Bucky in the fear of doing something that could affect her son. He was the most precious person for Chiara and she shielded over the idea of doing it for him to face her fear of being rejected by the former Winter Soldier.
Everyone had seen the awkward, shy and sometimes shameful interactions between Bucky and Chiara. Actually Steve swore that the first time Bucky truly smiled was during his first conversation with Chiara. Everyone could see the interest one had in the other… everyone but them. They feared facing their feelings and the fact that broody Bucky retuned put a damper over their blooming relationship.
Fortunately Pepper and Steve cared more about the happiness of their beloved ones than their fears. Seeing how somber Bucky seemed down after the encounter with Ethan, Pepper decided to spill all the beans for the sake of her cousin.
- Chiara was seeing this guy some years ago. They had a relationship, or so she thought. On his birthday Chiara called the guy to, you know… to congratulate him on his birthday. But he didn’t answer. Instead his girlfriend took the call. – An audible gasp paused the retelling of the story. – She was muted by anger and never again tried to contact him. However two months later Chiara learnt that she was pregnant. She was excited about the baby and talked to Uncle Morgan, you know, that eccentric member of every family, and he supported his daughter. And voilá… seven months later, Ethan was born. She had been taking care of him and he is a wonderful boy.
- That means that she’s a single mother? – Natasha wanted to clarify the situation, just to see if the information could go through the thick skull of Bucky to prevent him from falling out of love.
- Yes, she is. She doesn’t even mention the name of Ethan’s biological father and his name is not in the birth certificate. We’ve checked it twice. – Pepper wanted it to be final, to make them understand that Chiara was in complete control of her choices.
- Well, you know what they say… Someone’s lose is other’s gain. Who wouldn’t want to have that sweet kid right? – Sam chimed in elbowing Bucky. As much as they bicker to each other, they were friends and this was one of those topics you don’t play about. Sam was also warming up to the idea of Bucky having a girlfriend. Perhaps he could be less grumpy, but mostly, he could be happier.
Tony decided to side with his wife, after all Ethan was his nephew and he doesn’t want to sleep in the couch. – Of course! That kid is so easy to love.
But for Bucky, it wasn’t enough. He stood up and put the bowl and spoon in the dishwasher leaving the common room without saying a word. It was not that he was angry or disappointed. Actually he couldn’t put a name to what he was feeling right now.
Steve followed Bucky to make sure he was fine. - You sure you ok pal? – He put a reassuring hand over his shoulder. Whatever he was facing, he was not alone, or so Steve wanted him to feel.
Somehow all the explanations were insufficient. Bucky sigh before answering. - No Steve, I … I don’t know what to think. I think I was starting to like Chiara and now… I need to think.
Steve understood. He wasn’t ready, not now, not yet. - Sure pal, take your time… Just don’t take forever.
Bucky entered his room to find his peace in silence. And Steve, he went back to the others to try and found out what could they do to ease the ache of their friend.
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redstarwriting · 5 years
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God Of Jealousy
Thor x Reader
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Request: “Hii i was wondering that maybe you could do a thor fic where you both are best friends and you meet Kevin Beckman ( ghostbuster) in the firehouse and he feels really jealous and left out”
Word Count: 1,544
Genre: Fluff | Platonic
Warnings: Stupidity, Jealous Thor, An attempt at writing for Kevin Beckman
A/N: So I’ve actually never seen Ghostbusters, so I just did a ton of research on the new movie and this specific character. I hope what I threw together embodied him. This was really fun to write, regardless, so thank you for the request. I hope you enjoy it!
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“What is this place again?” your best friend, Thor, asks you as you stand outside of a firehouse. “It’s where the Ghostbusters have their headquarters,” you respond, and he raises an eyebrow at you. “Ghostbusters?”
“Yes, Ghostbusters. They’re this group of four badass women who know how to… bust ghosts,” you explain to the best of your ability. “Interesting, why are we here?”
“Well, do you remember that anomaly that popped up on our radar a few days ago?” He nods. “Turns out, that anomaly isn’t the type of danger we go after. It’s theirs,” you say, pointing to the doors of the firehouse in front of you. “Ah, I see. Well then. Let us go speak to these badass women!”
You laugh at his enthusiasm and knock on the door. You two wait there for a moment before you knock again. There’s still no answer. “Why are they not answering?” he asks, and you sigh. “I have no idea, but you know I’m not one for being patient. So…” You look at him and shrug, kicking the door in. Thor laughs. “You are a delight to work with, you know.”
“I know,” you smirk, walking into the building. “Huh. Nice place,” you mumble under your breath, but before Thor can say anything to you, you see a big blonde guy try to slide down the fire pole, but he ends up just kind of… falling off. “Oh Christ, are you okay?!”
You run over to the man, who is literally face down on the ground. He groans before giving you a thumbs up, and pushing himself up. “Holy shit,” you whisper, realizing he looks almost exactly like Thor. Just a little less muscular. And you quickly learn a lot more Australian. Thor look-a-like smiles at you, picking up his glasses off the ground and putting them back on his face. They somehow didn’t break. Then you realize they didn’t break because they’re just the frames. “Hi, I’m Kevin. You know you could have just knocked, right?” he says, and you give a short laugh. “We knocked… twice. There was no answer and well, I’m not a patient person, so,” you explain, and he nods like he completely understands why you just kicked the door in. “I hope you don’t mind my asking, but who are you two?” “Oh um… you don’t recognize us?” you ask him, a little shocked. Not recognizing who you are you can understand considering you’re not one of the very well-known Avengers, but Thor? Thor is wildly famous. Kevin also looks exactly like him, so you’re confused as to why he has no idea who the two of you are. “No, should I? Wait, let me guess. Um… are you two from a band? Wait, no! Actors! I love your work,” he responds, full sincerity in his voice. You just smile at him before shaking your head. “No, actually, we’re a part of the Avengers. I’m (Y/N) (L/N) and this is Thor… the God of Thunder,” you explain to him and he chuckles. “Oh, that’s right! The Avengers, you’re the one with that swingy hammer. Yeah… You know, people tell me I look like you sometimes. Especially when I take off my glasses, they think we look really similar.”
“Oh really? I don’t see it,” Thor answers, his tone of voice unamused. You raise an eyebrow at him, wondering why he was being moodier than usual. Even if this guy was weird, he and Thor looked extremely similar. Almost exact, even. “That’s what I’m saying, I mean you have long hair! How can we look alike when you have long hair and I have short hair? Not to mention I’m much more attractive.”
You and Thor stare at him for a second, but he just looks at you guys with a smile. You wait for him to start laughing at how ridiculous that sounded, but after he winks at you, you realize he was being completely serious. “Oh, you’re being serious?” you say, and he gives you a confused look. “Yes, why wouldn’t I be serious?” he retorts, and you mumble a quick ‘Wow, okay,’ under your breath before getting down to why you and Thor were really here. “Do you know where the Ghostbusters are Kevin? We need to speak with them.”
“Well you’re speaking to one! They like to pretend I’m not one, but I think we all know that I am.”
“Uh-huh, well do you know where Dr. Abigail Yates is? I heard she’s kind of like, the leader of your group,” you look up through the hole that Kevin made his entrance in, trying to see any other part of the building. “Oh, I don’t know an Abigail Yates.”
“…You don’t?”
“No, I only know an Abby Yates. Maybe you’re looking in the wrong place,” he suggests, and you sigh. “No no, I misspoke. I’m looking for a Dr. Abby Yates. Do you know where I can find her?” you say again, making sure to use her nickname because this guy somehow doesn’t understand that Abby is short for Abigail. “Yeah, I know where Abby is, she’s just upstairs. Would you like to see her?”
“Yes! Yes, please I would love to see her,” you basically scream, and he smiles and nods. “Alright then, I’ll go get her!” He runs upstairs, and you turn towards Thor who still looks angry. “Your twin isn’t too bright, now is he?”
“I look nothing like that mindless Midgardian,” he frowns at you. You roll your eyes, “Thor, he looked exactly like you. He didn’t act like you, but he looked like you.” “I’m far more better looking than that insulant man.”
“Okay, why do you hate him so much? I get that he was just annoyingly stupid, but he’s not that bad,” you say, confused as to why Thor is so upset. “I do not hate him. I just strongly dislike him and would not hesitate to obliterate him if I saw him in battle.”
“So, Thor talk for ‘I hate him,’ right?”
“No, I just did not like that you were talking to him more than me.”
“Thor I was just trying to get information out of him. He just wasn’t comprehending anything.”
“Why would you not let me attempt to talk to him? He was too thick skulled for you to get through to him, I could have done it.”
“I get that he was annoying but-”
“He was attempting to make you prefer him over me, and I do not appreciate that.” You look at him with a surprised expression, which quickly turns into a sly smirk. “Awwww is Thor… jealous,” you gasp, and he glares at you. “I am not jealous of him! I told you I am far more attractive and far more intelligent than he will ever be, why would I ever be jealous. How ridiculous. His stupidity is rubbing off on you a bit, it seems.”
“You are so jealous. Oh my god this is hilarious.” “I am not jealous of him, (Y/N)!”
“Yeah, okay. Whatever you say Mr. God of Thunder. Or should I call you God of Jealousy? Because that’s how you’re acting right now,” you tease him and he goes to tell you he’s not jealous again, but before he can a woman returns with Kevin. “Hi! I’m Dr. Yates, I heard you were looking for- oh my god it’s the Avengers. Kevin why didn’t you tell me it was the Avengers?!” “Oh, yeah I know I was forgetting something. The Avengers kicked our door down.” Kevin gives Abby a thumbs up and she sighs. “Thank you, Kevin.” You proceed to tell Abby about how you discovered a ghost on the loose somewhere. She thanks you for the information, writing down all the details you had. You inform her that Tony Stark will cover all expenses in damage that you and Thor caused. After all the business was done and you said goodbye to Abby and Kevin, you and Thor left the building. You two get in the car you took there, beginning your ride back to the Avengers Tower.
“Still jealous?” you joke around with him and he grunts. “I was never jealous of him. He was jealous of me.”
“I don’t think he’s smart enough to feel jealousy. But you are.”
“May we stop discussing this now? I do not feel like thinking of that man any further.”
“We can stop for now, yeah. Just wait til I tell Tony,” you say, and Thor’s head nearly snaps in half to look at you. “You cannot tell Stark anything of what happened today.”
“Why? Is it because he’ll pick on you for being jealous?”
“I was not jealous!”
“Then you won’t mind me telling Tony!”
“Fine! I was jealous!”
The rest of the car ride consisted of you teasing Thor the whole time. Then after getting home, the rest of the night consisted of all the other Avengers teasing Thor as well. Even though it was slightly annoying to him, he knew it was all in good fun. He also knew that you were still his best friend, so even if he was jealous of Kevin for like, five seconds, he still won.
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parkernotes · 5 years
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better together
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post-endgame / fix-it / family bonding / irondad
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It's something out of need, at first; after a few weeks of insistence, Pepper finally convinces him it will be a good idea to send Morgan to an actual kindergarten - where she can make friends and play with people less than ten years older than her for a change - instead of keeping her at home to be homeschooled by her overprotective dad. After a few more weeks of intense research and debate, they decide on a local kindergarten where Pepper will be able to drop Morgan off when heading to the city for work, and that Tony can easily drive to in the mornings she can't - it's the perfect choice. However, they only realize Morgan will need proper school supplies a few days before the start of her first official school year.
“Instead of ordering everything online, you could go on a little trip downtown,” Pepper suggests on Thursday. “You know she loves the city. It could be fun.”
Shopping in New York can be a real struggle sometimes, especially when people tend to recognize Tony and make sure he's aware of that, but as soon as the idea of going to the city pops into his mind, a certain sixteen-year-old superhero does too, and that's basically enough to convince him it wouldn't be that bad.
“Hey, Mo,” he calls, looking down at the little girl who's playing with her action figures on the living room’s rug. “You wanna see Petey this weekend?”
Morgan’s head shots up and she nods excitingly. “Yes!”
Pepper rolls her eyes, but she's smiling. “You act like he doesn’t sleep over practically every weekend.”
Tony shrugs. “Kid probably needs a new backpack, anyways.”
“True,” Pepper laughs, then hums thoughtfully. “You know, you could take them for a little trip around the city after shopping, too. Pete’s been stressed about his midterms, it’d be good for him to distract himself a little bit, don’t you think?”
Tony ponders on it for a few seconds, while simultaneously trying - but failing - to avoid thinking of how Peter truly managed to occupy a special space in their domestic life, to the point that even Pepper Potts knows about his exam calendar. He holds back a smile, then nods. “I guess so. If the kid has the time, I don’t see why not.”
“Daddy, can we go to the zoo?” Morgan asks sweetly from the floor, having heard the entirety of the conversation until that point. “Please?”
Tony’s perfect idea of a day out with the kids didn’t include the zoo, but he finds he can't say no to Morgan’s hopeful little face. He smiles in response, fishing his phone from his pocket while leaning forwards to brush her hair from her face at the same time.
“Let’s see what Petey thinks,” he says.
Me [19:46]
Hey kiddo, Morgan and I are going downtown for some shopping this Saturday, wanna join? We’ll turn it into a little trip afterwards too, if you have time. Might do your head some good.
The answers come a few minutes later, when Tony’s transferred himself to the floor, back against the couch as Morgan explains him the rules of her make-believe world with the action figures. He's trying to understand its politics and why the Thor figurine became enemies with the Captain America one when his phone buzzes.
Pete [19:58]
ofc mr. stark i’d love to!! where are we going?
Me [20:00]
First we’re buying some school supplies, but the rest of the day is still undecided.
Pete [20:01]
have you thought of visiting the zoo??
Tony sighs down at his phone. He then turns to Morgan, “You’re too much like him.”
The little girl looks a bit confused by the statement, but she smiles sweetly at him nonetheless.
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“Look!”
Tony turns around to watch Morgan sprint all the way down the aisle where a few kids' backpacks are on display. Peter reaches her first and laughs, and Tony only gets what’s so funny when he actually has a look at the products.
“You want a Spider-Man backpack?” he deadpans. “The Iron Man ones are down there, you know. In case you missed them.”
Peter sniggers. “I think they’re cool.”
“Me too,” Morgan agrees solemnly. She turns around and looks up at Tony, pointing a chubby finger at one of them. “Can I have this one? Pretty please?”
Tony sighs, grabbing the backpack she’s pointing at. "If you insist," he says, forcing a grumpy tone because he doesn't really want to admit that the thought of Morgan going to school with a Spider-Man backpack is actually extremely adorable. He then reaches to grasp her hand in his, “No more running, ‘kay? Stay close to me and Peter.”
Morgan nods, but she already looks rather distracted, glancing around at the colorful products as they start walking down the aisle – at a civil pace, thank you very much – again. Tony nudges Peter, gesturing with the hand holding the backpack to the section of normal-sized bags with neutral colors.
“Grab one for you, I know you’ve ripped the last one."
Peter has the decency to look a bit embarrassed. Tony doesn't mind buying him stuff at all, but it's the third one in the last two months - one would expect that a smart kid like him would've already found a proper hiding place for his belongings when he goes to patrol right after school, but no luck so far.
"Come on, or I'll buy you a Hello Kitty one."
They make it to the cashier - Peter hands him a navy blue backpack, and Tony has a look at all of Morgan's supplies before turning to the boy, "Don't you need anything else, kiddo? You always need new pens. Go grab some, we can wait."
"It's okay, Mr. Stark," Peter reassures him with a grin, patting Morgan on the back when she throws herself against his legs dramatically because it's taking too long, I want to go to the zoo. "I went on a stationary haul with May last month, so I'm fully stocked on pens!"
Tony hums, but he grabs a pack of ballpoint black pens hanging near the cashier and throws in with their stuff about to be rung up, just to make sure.
Happy's still waiting outside with the car once that's done, and soon enough the kids are on the backseat, with a over-excited Morgan securely strapped in, and Tony's sitting on the passenger seat while Happy pulls off to drop them at the zoo.
Due to traffic, after what seems to be like the forty longest minutes of Tony's life, during which he endured Peter practicing random animal sounds with Morgan on the backseat (he's pretty sure they don't have whales at the Central Park's Zoo, so their practice wasn't making a whole lot of sense) while trying to estimate how long they will take so that Happy can be there to pick them up on time, they finally arrive.
"See you in three hours, Boss," Happy tells him through the window as they disembark. He takes a look at Tony and the kids, who have already started making their way towards the entrance without him. "Good luck."
He pays for the tickets and soon enough they're inside; it's a Saturday but still early, right before lunchtime, so it isn't crowded as Tony feared. Still, he makes sure to buy himself a cheap cap together with lion-shaped balloon Morgan begs for right at the entrance, and together with his shades that's enough to keep his identity just a slightly bit more intact.
The first stop is the Tropic Zone, and Tony has to pick Morgan up so she can have a look above the railings at the colorful birds and other animals Tony can't really name, but Peter fills in and does it for him. With his free hand, Tony keeps said boy from toppling over into the fake rainforest with a hand clenched on the material of the back of his jacket, heart skipping a beat every time Peter points a finger excitingly at something and leans forwards even more.
They have a walk around the Temperate Territory and spend a ridiculous amount of time looking at the snow leopards. As any other five-year-old, Morgan is just excited to wave at the animals and see if they react in any way - even if said reaction is the slight turn of their heads the other way - but Tony can sometimes see something flash in Peter's still youthful but more mature eyes, like a little bit of pity for the ones in the other side of the cages. Still, Tony smiles to himself when the boy forgets about it for a while, eyes sparkling and his jaw dropping as he observes the animals move around. It feels nice to see him act his age, for once.
It is a really nice day. He never would've thought that spending time with two children - his kids - would be this fun, and he can't wait to go back home and tell Pepper how the day went by smoothly despite her worries.
However, it seems like good things never last indeed, for his hopeful thinking quickly changes when they arrive at the place where they kept the sea lions, right when the animals' feeding and training session is about to begin. Looking down, he sees that Morgan is holding hands with Peter, so he doesn't bother to uncross his arms and he gets distracted with the little show going on in front of them - it's not his fault, it's actually quite impressive what those little guys can do.
Right when the audience explodes in a round of applause after a particular impressive trick, he smiles down at Morgan only to realize she's gone. No, actually, both kids are gone, and Tony immediately makes a complete turn to inspect the place around him but they're nowhere to be seen.
He doesn't want to attract attention to himself, so he escapes to the back of the crowd, looking around worriedly all around him as he does so. When there's still no sight of Peter's green hoodie or Morgan's obnoxious bright yellow rompers, Tony curses quietly to himself, clenching and unclenching his fists anxiously. He knows nothing bad could happen to them - especially since his little girl is with Spider-Man, not a regular teen - but losing sight of them when the only thing he's supposed to do all day is look after them makes him feel weirdly concerned.
After a few more moments inspecting his surroundings, he approaches a guy standing a little bit further away from the crowd wearing the zoo's guide uniform - he looks up puzzledly as soon as he notices someone is approaching him in quick strides.
"Listen, I'm looking for my kids," Tony blurts out right away, just as the guy's eyes start to widen. "It's a boy about this tall," he says, raising his hand up to the height of his shoulder. "And a tiny girl wearing ugly yellow rompers? Have you seen them?"
"U-Um, I," the guy stutters, squints at Tony a little bit. "Are- are you by any chance-"
"Nope, not who you think I am," he dismisses briskly, chancing a quick look around just in case the kids decide to sprout out of nowhere and end his suffering. "But I need you to focus, have you seen them?"
The guy reluctantly look away from him to point to his right. "I think I, um, saw some kids that match your description heading that-"
"Thanks!"
Tony makes a beeline to the direction pointed, and he makes a turn into a more isolated area of the zoo, where he can spot a gift shop and the doors leading to the restrooms. He mumbles a curse, looking around frantically until a tiny little yellow spot catches his eye a few feet ahead.
"Mo!" he calls, letting out a sigh of relief.
"Daddy!" Morgan answers, pointing at something above her. "You hav'ta help Petey!"
"What-" he begins, but doesn't need to finish the sentence once he shifts his gaze up.
There, balancing himself on top of a thick tree branch is Peter; he's using one of his arms to support himself by hugging the trunk, but the other one is reaching up to something Tony recognizes as Morgan's lion-shaped balloon stuck among some thinner branches and leaves.
"What the- Peter!" he hisses, loud enough for the boy to hear. "What do you think you're doing?"
"Mo lost her balloon!" Peter answers matter-of-factly, not bothering to look down at them. He grunts, repositioning himself to try and get closer to said object, feet shifting dangerously against the wood beneath him. "I'm just trying to-"
"Get down, now," Tony hisses again, looking both ways to see if there's anyone coming. Thankfully the area remains deserted, the visitors being distracted by the show which is still going on, just like they were supposed to.
"But I just need to-"
"Right now, Peter!" he raises his voice, heart racing when Peter almost slips. "I'll buy another balloon, just get down!"
Peter grunts and then sighs in defeat. "Fine," he says, starting to climb down the tree, but still not as carefully as Tony would've wanted.
"You," he starts once the boy is standing right in front of him, not even a drop of sweat on his skin as if that whole stunt didn't tire him at all - and it probably didn't. Tony points an accusatory finger at him. "You are going to drive me crazy."
Peter frowns, "But it was going to be easy, I just had to-"
"No, I know you didn't think this through-"
"I did think this through, Mo just asked me-"
"I know you felt inspired by the monkey exhibit back there but you can't just go around climbing trees without wearing your-"
"You're over exaggerating! It's just a tree, not the Empire State Building-"
"You-"
"Daddy," Morgan interrupts, tugging at the hem of his jacket. "Can I get a bear this time?"
Tony sighs, running a hand up and down his face once before smiling. "'Course, baby," he says. He's about to lead them forwards towards the gift shop but as a second thought he stops, looking down at her, mockingly serious. "Promise me you'll never follow your brother's example. Repeat after me: climbing trees is dangerous."
"C-Climb- Climing trees is dangerous," she repeats dutifully, but already has an eye on her desired balloon being displayed just outside the gift shop.
Tony looks up when he hears Peter choke on a laugh, and the smile the boy shoots him is enough to make him forget about the whole ordeal.
"Just kidding, Mo, you can climb how many trees you want," he says, picking her up to place a smooch on her cheek. "Just let me know first, okay?" he says, then nods with satisfaction when Morgan hums in agreement. He then glares at Peter. "The same goes for you, monkey wannabe, or else I'll make Karen tattletale on everything you-"
"Yes, I get it," the boy rolls his eyes, but he's still smiling. Like always, he accepts the arm Tony places around his shoulders easily, and soon enough they fall into step again.
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Fresh Start (Part 5)
Fresh Start (Part 5)
Fandom: Marvel, MCU
Basic Summary: Everyone’s favorite ol’ AU where we forget Infinity War ever happened! Loki and Thor are living with the Avengers because why not. Reader is hired to work for Tony and Pepper, and she and her son soon meet Loki. Etc Etc Etc - Part 5, The date goes pretty horribly 
Pairing: Loki x Reader (Single Mom Reader)
Warnings: some semi suggestive language?, some dude being a tool. No smut, but some something something right at the end. 
A/n: This chapter takes place directly after chapter 4. I rewrote a lot of this multiple times over until I felt like I couldn’t change it anymore for my own sanity. Hopefully this is the best version. I still need to do a major edit of the entire story to fix little grammatical things 😛
Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5
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The night started out great. Your friend, Lena, introduced her girlfriend with a huge grin on her face. She was obviously excited to show her off. The woman turned out to be extremely charming, kind, and very silly, which was exactly what you expected knowing Lena's tastes. You didn't even feel like a third wheel as the three of you got drinks at the bar while you waited for the remainder of your party to arrive.  
At exactly 8 o'clock you heard a voice call out for Lena. She turned and greeted a rather short, but attractive man who was appeared about your age. He introduced himself and as you went to shake his hand he wrapped his fingers around your own and brought your hand up to his mouth, kissing your knuckles. You froze in place for a second.
First you couldn't believe this very action you once thought only happened in fairy tales had happened to you twice in the last month. Secondly you couldn't help but compare this to when Loki did the same few weeks ago. Even if Loki's actions had confused you in the moment, the little kiss had felt natural and it sent thrills through you. Loki's lips were soft and gentle. You wondered briefly why nothing like that had happened between you two since that moment. You had been spending more time together. He always showed up just as you were putting the kids down for naps and the two of you would read together, eat lunch, or just chat until they woke back up. It did get a little flirty sometimes, but nothing remotely like that little kiss happened again.  
This was a different experience all together. This kiss was somehow too wet and too dry all at once, plus this man gripped your fingers so tightly they actually hurt. In fact, you attempted to pull out hand free and he held tight for another brief moment before releasing you.  
Glancing around the large club you started to suggest getting a table, but suddenly felt you didn't want to be stuck inside a booth with this guy. You smiled weakly at him as you offered him the seat next to you at the bar. You all began chatting about work and college. It started out pleasant and he seemed like a rather smart guy, but you also learned quickly he was a unique combination of vapid and vain. He could steer any conversation back to himself, which you wanted to say was a good thing when first getting to know someone, but he didn't offer anything interesting. He kept bringing up how he was 'the best' in his fraternity, 'the best' in class, 'the best' in his internship for some telemarketing company, but never actually saying anything about what he did during those times or anything to give light into his personality.
Outside, Loki thought hard about where you would go. He figured you weren't going too far from Tony's house and you'd prefer somewhere close to a subway entrance. He knew you'd refuse to go anywhere that wouldn't allow you to get to Jonas in mere minutes in case of an emergency. Unfortunately his lack in specific knowledge of the city was proving unhelpful. Luckily, upon passing one club entrance he felt you. Your aura was easy to recognize if he focused. He waltzed in ignoring the bouncer who didn't dare stop him.
By the end of your second drink you were a bit tipsy and utterly bored. You hadn't even intended to have more than one drink because you didn't want to get drunk around a stranger. Plus, you could add drinking to the list of things you've done very little off lately. You kept drinking because it was something to distract from how uninteresting this guy was. Lena did her best to keep the conversation going and the mood light. She could tell you weren't into it and was doing her best to salvage the situation but she herself was getting distracted by the pretty girl on her arm who wanted to dance. 
When the song changed to something a more minor and melodic compared to the uppity dance pop playing moments ago. Lena's girlfriend squealed with excitement and dragged her lady love away to the dance floor going on about her favorite song. You sighed to yourself, thinking maybe you did miss that connection more than you thought you did. They looked so enamored with each other as they cuddled up close on the dance floor.
Your date spoke up, placing his hand on your upper arm. You assumed it was an offer to dance, but you didn't have time to acknowledge him because this tall man was suddenly standing between you both having pushed away the man's arm. You looked up at him and were starstruck. Everything about him was dark, his hair, eyes and clothes that seemed straight out of a gothic novel. No, something straight out of modern telling of a greek tragedy. All in all, the look totally worked for you. Something about him was very familiar, but you couldn't place it. He smiled wickedly at you, but you didn't feel intimidated, his familiarity calming you. He offered you a hand and you accepted before your mind could even register the possible threat. You stood up to follow him. 
You found yourself being pulled through the mob of people dancing until you were in a far corner, close to a hallway that led to bathrooms. Once he stopped moving, he turned back to face you and you found yourself being pulled close to him.  
"Look, if it wasn't obvious, I wasn't exactly enjoying myself back there. But that doesn't give you the right to sweep me away. I can handle myself." You told this phantom suitor, as you came to your senses and placed both hand on his chest to push him away, but didn't actually move to do so.
"Perhaps." He drawled, "but isn't it fun to leave him wondering why he could not even compete with a stranger?" 
You stared at him as he spoke, even if the voice was foreign to you, the way he talked was familiar too. You watched him smirk at you in a way you know you've seen before. As he began to sway slightly, you followed suit, letting him place his hands on your waist. 
"Do I know you?" You asked trying so hard to retain a neutral expression.
"Not as well as I would like you to." He answered, his eyes not leaving yours as he did. You expected a cryptic answer and chose to ignore it.
"It isn't Halloween, why the costume?" You ask, maybe if he kept talking you'd remember how you knew him. 
"I thought you'd like it. It's my modern take on something I knew you admired. A beautifully dark god, so you called him." As he spoke he moved one hand up your back and the resulting cool tingle up your spine was too familiar not to recognize. "With you all dolled up in green like a true goddess, I only found it fitting."
"No...." you said disbelieving, "how...you're not....you look...what are you doing here..." You mumbled again confused. It had to be him, you only ever felt this enthralled and simultaneously confused around him. "Loki?" You asked meekly.
The man laughed as a subtle glimmer washed over his face and sure enough Loki smirked back at you when it faded. "I'm truly impressed how little time it took you to figure it out." 
"What are you doing here?" You repeated, your voice squeaking. The realization made you feel more intoxicated than you were seconds before.
"You said it yourself, you weren't enjoying that fellow. I came to help you out." As he spoke you vaguely heard steps coming up to you but it was too hard to discern them from other noises in the club. 
"Did you followed me here?" You asked, trying to understand why he would come to a place like this, or if he really was just coming to find you. 
"You followed her? What's your problem dude?!" A voice behind you boomed. You instinctively leaned into Loki more at the sound of anger, and felt relieved when he in turn held you tighter. Your date was then beside you, his face reddened in anger. He was glaring up at Loki with a grimace.
"Oh I have tons of problems, the biggest one at the moment is being called 'dude'." Loki retorted with a poisonous tone you weren't surprised he was capable of. 
You didn't care for this guy, but still felt compelled to calm the situation before anything escalated. "I'm sorry for running off, that was rude of me. I should have said...something, but honestly, I wasn't feeling a connection with you and when my friend showed up I-" 
You were forced to stop mid-sentence as your date grabbed your arm in a sorry attempt to pull you away. "Bullshit! This is a different guy that at the bar! You're just getting cozy with anyone huh? I was told you were desperate, but this is ridiculous." 
You were completely taken aback by everything. His uncalled for rage, his accusations - all of it. "E-excuse me?!" You stuttered.
Before you finished speaking Loki had batted the man's hand away again. This time with a force that actually pushed the man back a few feet at the same time. He yelled out as he regained his footing and the disturbance started to attract a crowd. Lena walked up to you all, her face full of concern. 
"What's going on?" She asked timidly. 
"Your friend's not as easy as you claim, or maybe it's that she's actually too easy." He spat, nodding at Loki.
"I never said anything like that!" She said, and you couldn't tell if it was more to him or to you she was defending herself to. It didn't matter, you were done. Done with the whole night. Done with the bad date, done with whatever game Loki was playing at, done with whatever Lena was saying about you at work, done with being a spectacle for onlookers, just done. 
Emotional exhaustion hit you fast and you pushed away from Loki and turned to walk away. You walked away quickly, dodging through the gawking crowd easily enough, they all obviously didn't want to be a part of whatever just transpired. You made it outside having ignored a few calls at you as you did. Taking a deep slow breath you tried to calm yourself. Everything could have been much worse, you realized, but it still didn't make you feel any better. You debated going uptown to Tony's or back home. You really wanted to cuddle with Jonas. Given it was a little after eleven you figured it was best to let him sleep without interruption. You started to walk towards the subway entrance. You weren't keen on taking it alone this late, but you also didn't want to walk all the way home. You make it around the corner from the club when you felt a tug on your hand. Your defenses flair up and you pull your hand back, whipping around to see who was there. Loki was standing there close behind you. 
"Y/n..." He started tentatively.
Sighing, you turn fully you face him. "You shouldn't have interrupted. Everything was fine until you showed up."
"Was it? You were on a date with a ticking time bomb." He countered.
"It was fine, all I had to do was stand by for a little bit longer, then I would have excused myself and it would have been easy." 
"Not at all! He tried to follow you out of that club, if your friend didn't get in his face he would have confronted you out here, outside of the safety of other people around." As he spoke your shoulders slumped.  
You struggled to find something to say. "That's...it's..." You were too tired to think anymore. "Was he really that bad of a guy?" 
"I'm afraid I'm not the best judge of that." Loki spoke solemnly.  
"This was all a mistake. I knew I wasn't meant for this sort of thing. I should just go home." You said as a shiver ran down your spine. You left your jacket in the club. You looked back at the entrance and determined it wasn't worth it to get back. "I better hurry up, it's too cold to stay around here. I guess I'll see you later." Loki was heartbroken over how melancholy you sounded. You took a few steps, then surprised him by turning back around. "Um..actually, could I maybe go with you?"
Loki starred at you wide eyed for a moment, trying to decipher your meaning. 
"I haven't spent the night alone anywhere in years. I just don't know if I'd be able to sleep with out Jonas being home...plus the tower's closer." You said and he smiled gently at you. 
Loki offered you his arm like before and you took it. After a few steps, you nestled into him, looking for warmth. He guided you down the few streets until the large tower loomed over you both. When the warmth of the lobby was so comforting. Once in the elevator you looked over to Loki. "Hey, I am glad you showed up...but I don't still don't know why you did." 
He looked back at you, "I already told you." His eyes caught yours.
"You couldn't have known my date would be that bad." 
Loki nodded as if to say he surely did know your date was doomed. "I was sure he wouldn't be a good match for you regardless of who he was." 
"Is it that obvious I shouldn't be dating?" You said lacking any self confidence.  
"The fault isn't your own. They're all the ones not worthy." He reassured you with a conviction that seemed to radiate from his eyes into yours. It made you blush on the spot. 
"Shush, I'm not that special. I have a son and a job that requires me to work about sixty to seventy hours a week. That leaves no free time and very little access energy. I'm not one to wear makeup and I almost always have some sort of stain on my shirt thanks to the kids. Not exactly what most people are looking for." You tried to argue you weren't that great of a catch, and you didn't even know why. However, after tonight you surely felt like you weren't that great.  
A chime rang out in the elevator as it came to a halt, Loki looked at the floor that was selected and frowned at you. "Why did you pick that floor?" 
You shrugged, "There's a twin bed for Jonas in the nursery, plenty of room for me. I figured-"
"Nonsense, what is the point of coming home with me, only to sleep all by yourself on a floor that I assume is bigger than your entire apartment?" His voice was smooth with that velvet tone again that you always were drawn to.  
"So where?" You asked, feigning innocence. 
"You're kidding. You know exactly where." He smirked, looking you up and down. The air the little elevator suddenly much thicker as he leaned over slightly to press the button for the next floor up.
"And that's ok with you?" You confirmed in a squeaky voice, just to make sure. You were the one who suggested this, but you felt all the same flush of nerves you got the last time he invited you to his room.
"Obviously." Loki's little chuckled at his remark sent a thrill through you. Why was it always like this.? He was so cool and collected as to make you never feel confident in knowing what he was thinking one moment and than the next he was oozing this aura that was nothing short of a siren's call pulling you into his gaze. Not so surprisingly seductive gaze.
You made it to his room again, it looked exactly like it did before. The only noticeable difference was your book sitting on his bed. This warmed your heart in a million ways. The full scope of what he was wearing hit you. The long suit jacket was certainly a modern take on the robes you looked at countless time. "Did you really dress up for me? Like in my book?" You gingerly sat on the edge of the bed, not entirely sure what to do with yourself as you waited for his response.
He walked to a dresser, pulling out a couple items before pausing and then turning to face you. "Everything I said tonight was true. You dressed like a goddess so I thought only best to dress as a god."  
"I thought you were already a god? Doesn't that make anything you wear - dressing like a god?" As you spoke he held out a shirt in front of him, this one didn't look as nice as the one you borrowed before, but you were sure it was still immensely nicer than your typical sleepwear. 
"Technicality. More fun to dress to impress." He mused walking back over to you, offering you a simple white t-shirt. 
"I could argue you dress to impress all the time."  You smiled, taking the shirt from him.
Loki sat on the edge of the bed next to you, "Does it work? Do I impress you?" 
When you turn to look at him, you're struck by how close he really is. You couldn't help but lean in a little more as he quirked an eyebrow at you. What was with this guy? You were genuinely a little annoyed with him less than an hour ago, and now you were opening flirting with him. You had a hard time believing he dressed up, gorgeously by the way, all to impress you because he thought the same about you. Maybe it was the fact you were a bit lonely, maybe it was the allure of someone truly other-worldly, maybe it was how despite your responsibilities and schedule you spent hours and hours simply talking to this man about everything you could think of and enjoyed every minute of it, or maybe it was just how pretty his eyes were this close.  No matter the reason, you definitely wanted to kiss him right now, and by the smirk on his face he knew it. 
"You do."
"Good."
You couldn't say for sure if Loki moved incredibly slow or if time itself slowed down, but it seemed like you stared into his eyes for centuries. Then time hit you all at once, knocking the wind out of your lungs. Or maybe that was Loki's lips on your own, either way, you were utterly breathless and all other thoughts left you mind.  
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to be continued 
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Watch "UNDERWORLD - Viktor Awakens" on YouTube
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And this makes a lot of sense Celine I think it's Sherry goes to awaken grandma and finds Grandpa instead for some reason awakens him. And it might be before Terry has the body of the queen or Sherry. But I could be wrong and it could be Terry but either way someone goes in there to awaken ghwb and the queen is the excuse and if the queen is buried there temporarily or entombed is a better term then it would attract a lot of attention and to fight and possibly a war and it is symbology. It is the house of Windsor symbology and Tommy f is seen there with a woman not sure who that is it might even be QE trying to awaken gswb if in the house of Windsor it's Mac Daddy and that's what he's saying is to grab the women unfortunately I think
Zues Hera
Not quite but it's possession and it does mean grab women
Mac Daddy
Maybe please to know and Selene might raise him but he's the one that did the surgery I believe because everyone else has a bunch of idiots
Zues Hera
That's a queer thought no it's smart and he's probably the one and yeah we're going to use it as an excuse and that's where this whole thing starts
Mac
It starts no it starts with Tommy f attaching Terry cheesman to Sarah's body not Sherry
Zues Hera
Why do you think that's a man and he says because she's an edge of tomorrow in the war there because the queen is probably buried there.
I do understand that and that idiot looks like a sick man she looks kind of sick as Celine too but really juiced up and she's got teeth and everything and it does make sense cuz the body's normal but the head is not it's still the same thing
Mac
The weirdest day of my life and he realizes that the monarchy is still important that's what's going on. My son has a huge ego what is my grand nephew and all of our son and daughter they both have a gigantic ego and she said and he says LOL she has a hugeo why wasn't I notified. And what he's saying is please help me and yeah jeez that guy you're so out of control you never stops and if you stop him he's got a problem with it that's huge one can't wait to get him home and train him properly. And Hera said that. This is bad you people are nuts so you going after your dead grandma to raise her up and she might actually be in the control room but I know who that is and it's not her. And you're going after ghwb with Grandma as an excuse. But he's trying to grab her too you can see it in the movie and you're finding actually in the church itself and down below it and it's underworld is a spooky scary disgusting movie series and a lot of you are going to be horrified some of you are going to be tantalized and usually Corky gets freaked out and hates them. But these people are very evil you see Victor is extremely evil person he's nasty and he's mean and he does things to people all the time you have to understand our son is kind of happy as a way not real happy someone's going to wake him up and he's going to be a tormenting b**** I'll probably get killed a whole bunch of times. He gets stabbed in the head as Lord Marshall and it looks like he leaves but he probably doesn't it's going from each pet project to another and he has all these secret fleets he raises from all over the place by the way and he has people he's raising and they start kicking the max ass and start leaving the sun alone
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Missed Connections ~ Steve Rogers x Reader College!AU (Part 2/7)
A/N: Hi my lovelies! Happy weekend! I decided to continue this one and it refused to be put second to Primary Colors lol. Just kidding I’ve been writing both but this one got finished first so I figured I’d share. Enjoy! 
Summary: It’s been a whole semester of missed connections with Steve, will you talk to him before you head home for break? 
Characters/Pairings: Eventual Steve x Reader, Natasha, Pepper, Bruce, Tony, Wanda, Bucky, Sam, Thor, Clint and Vision mentioned (like I said, the whole gang) 
Rating: T (minor language) 
Warnings: Nothing really 
Word count: 2013 
Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 
“I’m loving the earmuff and peacoat combo, y/n.”
“Thanks,” You smiled at Wanda as you waited for the subway.
“I’m partial to the pompom hat look,” Natasha grinned.
“I didn’t want to mess up my hair,” you admitted.
“Hoping to run into somebody?” Tony asked as he waggled his eyebrows.
You glared at Pepper’s boyfriend who shrugged as he held her hand. “I’m going to take that as a yes.”
Tony had been extremely amused when he heard about your “ships in the night” romance as he liked to call it. And he took every opportunity to tease you about it.  
“If you run into him today, will you please talk to him?” Pepper begged.
Your friends had been pressuring you to strike up a conversation all semester, but so far you had only managed to smile and wave (which you considered an accomplishment). The conversation was interrupted when the subway arrived and you all hurried in. Luckily the car was almost empty so you sat on either side of the aisle.
“So? Will you?” Tony prompted.
“I’ll think about it.”
“Come on, running into him on campus is one thing. Running into him roaming around the city is a sign.”
“Okay, maybe it’s a sign,” you conceded. “If I see him tonight, I’ll go say hi.”
Your friends cheered, excited you were finally going to take a leap.
“How come it wasn’t a sign when we saw him at the museum?”
“Bruce!” you hissed.
“Wait, wait, wait. You saw him at the museum?”
You sighed and glared at Bruce before answering.
“We may have passed each other when we were roaming through the modern art wing.”
“And the Aztec wing, and the China wing,” Bruce added unhelpfully.
“So that’s why you were so happy when you got back. I assumed you just really liked art.”
You rolled your eyes at Pepper’s observation.
“That boy’s face is art,” Wanda sighed wistfully.
“Forget about his face. His ass is art.” Nat winked at you and you flushed scarlet.
It was a relief when you finally got to the tree lighting, because your friend’s were too busy enjoying the holiday cheer to rag on you. The six of you roamed around, popping into stores to do some holiday shopping.
The rest of your friends went to stake out a good spot to watch the tree lighting from while you purchased the ornaments you had picked out for your parents. By the time you had made it through the line, the marketplace was filled to the brim and you had no idea where your friends were.
When none of them answered your calls or texts you decided to just weave through the crowd towards the front. You had made it about twenty feet when you saw him. He and his friends stood well above most of the crowd and even in the chaos his laugh was recognizable.
You froze. He hadn’t seen you yet and you still had no idea where your friends were. You could either walk towards him and hope he noticed you or you could walk the total opposite direction. Before you could make your decision you heard Nat yell your name.
You finally spotted your friends standing on the stone wall that surrounded one of the trees. You caught her eye and waved and started weaving through the crowd. Once you had fought your way through to them you eyed the two foot wall warily.
“Get up here, y/n!”
You planted your foot on the wall and pushed with all of your might but it wasn’t quite enough and you were quickly falling backwards. Before you could hit the ground though, a pair of hands grabbed you and pulled you up.
“Thanks, Bruce.”
“No problem. You alright?’ He asked still holding onto your hands.
You nodded and self-consciously fixed your jacket as you glanced at your friends. Clint and Viz had joined the group so everyone was paired off except for you and Bruce. You and he shared a wry smile as you stood together.
Tony had tried to set you up on multiple occasions. And Bruce was a good friend but you just weren’t attracted to him. Besides he had a massive crush on this girl, Betty, in your bio lecture. Still more often than not you were the awkward single friends together. It was a comfortable arrangement, so it was no surprise when he wrapped an arm around your shoulder and you wrapped yours around his waist.
As you listened to the last few performers before the tree was lit, your eyes scanned the crowd. You easily spotted Steve and his friends. They were all looking at you, but before you could smile and wave, they abruptly turned around and you frowned.
Hoping it was just a coincidence you focused on the music and the lights. It really was beautiful. Once the crowd thinned after the tree was lit, your group made your way to the front to take pictures. Once Tony started formulating plans to steal an ornament off the tree that was surrounded by security guards, you all decided it was time to go.
When you got back to your dorm you passed Steve on the way to the elevator and smiled and waved, but his return smile was just a bit dimmer than normal. You wanted to say something but before you had the chance he was gone.
You didn’t have time to look for or even really think about Steve in the following week. You were in the Science building by five a.m. every morning and you left long after midnight. You pretty much only came out to take your exams.  
By the time you finished your last final (you had the last exam slot in the entire week, naturally) you were exhausted and all you wanted was food and your bed. You groaned internally when you walked into the dining hall and realized they had closed the majority of it since most people had headed home.
You unenthusiastically loaded your plate with pizza and grabbed a drink before trying to find a seat. Clearly the dining hall had overestimated how many people would leave early for the holidays because every chair was taken and every booth was filled. You made one final loop before spotting an empty chair at a corner table, a table full of Steve’s friends, although he was nowhere in sight.
You took a deep breath and forced yourself to walk over to them. You felt like there was lead in your stomach as you approached the rambunctious table.
They abruptly stopped talking when they noticed you.
“Hi,” you squeaked out. “Do you mind if I borrow that chair?”
There weren’t really any open tables but you could just sit in a corner somewhere.
“Why don’t you just join us?” The dark haired boy who you saw Steve with most often offered.
“I don’t want to bother you,” you shook you head slightly.
He grinned and you knew immediately he was aware of how charming he was.  
“You’re not, doll. I promise.”
“Well, thank you. I’m y/n by the way.”
“Bucky. It’s nice to meet you.”  
You slid into the open chair and took a sip of your water as the other two guys introduced themselves. Their names were Thor and Sam.
“So, y/n, what’s your major?” Sam asked.
“General biology. For now,” you added before biting into your pizza.  
“Are you thinking about changing?”  
“Probably not changing, but I might specialize. What about you guys?”
“Poli Sci and Econ,” Thor reported. “Kind of a family thing.”
He didn’t sound thrilled and you nodded understandingly.
“I’m a psych major. And Bucky’s an engineer,” he added elbowing him when he noticed his friend was busy texting.
“What?” he looked up suddenly. “Yeah. Engineer.”
“I’ve seen you around the science building,” you admitted nonchalantly.
You so desperately wanted to ask about Steve but you didn’t want to be creepy. They all smirked though at your comment. Obviously you hadn’t gone unnoticed.
“Stevie and I have seen you around too.”
“Oh is he an engineer too?”
Bucky snorted slightly.
“No. He’ll probably be bio. He’s pushing off declaring an actual major until the last possible second. Aka May of this year. But he is pre-med. Which is why we’re taking orgo right now. Actually, I think we have orgo with your boyfriend.”
You gave him a confused look.
“I don’t have a boyfriend.”
Sam and Thor looked smug and Bucky looked relieved.
“Really? Dark-haired, glasses, really smart.”
It clicked then.
“Oh you mean, Bruce.”
“Yeah. Him.”
“We’re not dating,” You chuckled. “We’re just the only single friends in our group so we get shoved together all the time.”  
“Got it.”
After a moment of awkward silence, you asked about their plans for break.
“Sleeping. And eating home cooked meals,” Bucky grinned.
“Sounds about right,” you agreed.
“Excuse me. I’ve got to make a call.”
You smiled and turned your attention to Sam and Thor.
“What about you two?”
They were both going to spend some time hitting the slopes and their conversation quickly devolved into an argument about which snow conditions were the best. You used the distraction to finally scarf down the pizza.
When you glanced at your watch you realized that it was after nine and you still had to pack for your five a.m. flight.
“It was really nice meeting you both. I hope you have a great winter break.”
“You’re leaving?” Thor asked, disappointed.  
“I’ve got to pack. I need to be at the airport in a few hours.”
“Well, have a great break. I’m sure we’ll see you around.”
“Say bye to Bucky for me.”
You quickly dumped your dishes on the conveyor belt and exited the dining hall. You were waiting for the elevator when the fact that you were done finally hit you and you started to do a little happy dance. You weren’t expecting the doors to slide open to reveal a yawning Steve as you were doing said happy dance.
���Just finish finals?” he asked, clearly trying to hold back laughter.
“That obvious?” you asked as you switched places in the elevator.
You were surprised your voice came out as steady as it did, considering most of your brain was cataloguing what he looked after a nap (you suspected). His hair was stuck up at odd angles and he was wearing plaid pajama bottoms and a half-zipped hoodie without anything under it. Your imagination was having a field day.  
He shrugged. “That’s a classic post finals happy dance.”
The elevator started dinging angrily for you to either get in or out at the same time his phone started ringing.
“See ya. Have a good break,” you said quickly before hitting the button for your floor.
“You too. Oh, wait.”
He started to say something else but the doors closed before he got it out. You leaned against the wall heavily as you giggled to yourself. You were slightly mortified but mostly you were just giddy.
As you were waiting to board your plane, your phone vibrated twice. Once for a facebook notification and once for a text from the group chat you had with the girls.
You opened the facebook notification first. It was a tag from Natasha in another Missed Connections post.
MC#578: To the beautiful y/h/c girl who I (still) see all the time. I finally got to talk to you tonight but I was too flustered by your killer post finals happy dance that I didn’t manage to catch your name. But I’m still calling it progress. Next time maybe I’ll manage to introduce myself. But for now thanks for ending my semester on a high note. Have a great break. See you in January.
You covered your mouth as you tried to suppress the giddiness that was rising. When you managed to get it under control you opened the text. It was a one word command from Nat.
Natasha (4:15AM): SPILL!
Unfortunately for her that would have to wait until you landed.
A/n: So there you go. A little bit more fluff. I am going to continue this story. I have like three more parts planned so let me know if you want to be tagged! As always thanks for reading and feedback is appreciated! 
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Top 20 Most Beautiful Actress in the World
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Here we will discuss Top 20 Most Beautiful Actress in the World. Ranking 20 most beautiful actress in the world is a laborious task. The list is based on their Fame. Every individual has their favorites based on various factors. These factors are based on performance and also their attitude. Some are attracted by their beauty, attitude and also acting. Also, fans love how they carry themselves. Undoubtedly, These beautiful icons act as the excellent inspiration for the upcoming World. Checkout these Top 20 Most Beautiful Actress in the World - Scarlett Johansson
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- Date of Birth: November 22, 1984 - Place of Birth: Manhattan, New York, U.S - Popular Films: The Avengers, Lucy, Don Jon and others. Scarlett Johansson is a living goddess. It's indeed hard to put into words how much her smile and voice can cheer up her fans. She is an American actress, model, and also a singer too. Scarlett Johansson always takes chances with her remarkable persona and also gives herself over to the roles that go well beyond viewer expectations.  - Angelina Jolie
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- Date of Birth: June 4, 1975 - Place of Birth: Los Angeles, California, United States. - Popular Films: Maleficent, Wanted, Gia, The Tourist and others.  Angelina Jolie, an American actress. Undoubtedly known for her tranquility and also beauty. She has also delivered remarkable performances in the film industry. She is the accomplisher of so many awards. This includes three Golden Globe awards and an Academy Award. Angelina has also been regarded as 'Highest Paid Actress' several times.  - Deepika Padukone
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- Date of Birth: January 5, 1986 - Place of Birth: Copenhagen, Denmark - Popular Films: Bajirao Mastani, Piku, Chennai Express, Padmaavat and others. Everyone wants this diva to represent their brand. She is well known for her beauty. Her style in her home country of India is famous. She has marked herself among the list of the highest-paid actresses in the world. Also, in order to create awareness about mental health in India, she launched a foundation named as Live Laugh Love. Deepika's Red Carpet looks are iconic. She always serves the headlines. She features in listing the nation's most popular personalities. - Natalie Portman
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- Date of Birth: June 9, 1981 - Place of Birth: Jerusalem - Popular Films: Black Swan, Thor, V for Vendetta, No Strings Attached and others.  She is an Israeli American theater and film actress, director, and producer. Since she conquered our hearts aged 13, this actress hasn't stopped growing. As an actress coming to the highest heights of her profession including Oscar. The actress is also an active protector of animal and environmental rights. She also launched her artificial material shoe line in 2007.  - Blake Lively
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- Date of Birth: August 25, 1987 - Place of Birth: Los Angeles, California, U.S - Popular Shows & Films: Gossip Girl, Savagers, The Shallows and others.  Blake Ellender Lively is an American actress. This lady is known for starring as Serena van der Woodsen in the CW's hit teen drama series Gossip Girl. She has undoubtedly become one of the most beautiful young actresses. She is also a passionate voice for the International Child Rescue Coalition. - Emma Watson
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- Date of Birth: April 15, 1990 - Place of Birth: Paris, France - Popular Films: Beauty and the Beast, The Circle and Harry Potter film series.  This beautiful actress is indeed one of the most influential personalities around the globe. She is also the youngest actress on the cover of Vogue Magazine. Emma is an UN Goodwill Ambassador. This aims opposing gender inequality. Indeed, for which in 2015 the Observer edition awarded her the title of an activist of the year. -  Gal Gadot
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- Date of Birth: 30 April 1985 - Place of Birth: Petah Tikva, Israel - Popular Films: Fast and Furious (2009), Wonder Woman. She has performed in various films. She is also recognised for her most engaging performance as Wonder Woman. Her role as Wonder Woman is indeed the best part about the whole movie. Her excellent sense of humour makes her personality impressive off screen indeed. She is also the first actress to play a lead role in a superhero movie.  - Anne Hathaway
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- Date of Birth: November 12, 1982 - Place of Birth: New York City, U.S. - Popular Films: Rachel Getting Married, Alice in Wonderland, Love and other Drugs.  We have seen her in comedy, drama, love, action and also horror movies. She is undoubtedly one of Hollywood's most favourite actresses. Thanks to her charisma and also sympathy. The actress and also a singer originated in Brooklyn. She started on the small screen at 17. The television series named Get Real. Undoubtedly, she has shown her bravery in various genres.  - Jennifer Lawrence
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- Date of Birth: August 15, 1990 - Place of Birth: Indian Hills, Kentucky, U.S. - Popular Films: X-Men film series and Hunger Game film series.  She is a talented actress. She can play both dramatic and comedic roles perfectly. Jennifer has also played several roles ranging from biographical dramas to sci-fi movies, spy movies, and indie oddities. She has also won 3 Oscars by the age of 23. Also, she was the highest paid actress till 2018. This actress is very talented. Also, she has an outstanding personality on and off screen.  - Emma Stone 
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- Date of Birth: November 6, 1988 - Place of Birth: U.S.  - Popular Films: Crazy, Stupid, Love, Zombieland, Easy A.  This beautiful actress has a very down-to-earth personality. She can also handle complex roles very well. She has gained fame after the superhit film The Amazing Spider-Man. Emma is of a Swedish descent on her father's side. Pennsylvania Dutch, English, Irish and also Scottish on her mother's side. She also sang in La La Land. She is also extremely smart, talented and fashion-loving.  -  Margot Robbie 
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- Date of Birth: 2 July 1990 - Place of Birth: Australia - Popular Films: The Legend of Tarzan, Bourbon Tango Foxtrot.  Firstly, The Time magazine ranked her as one of the 100 most persuasive people in the world. She is indeed an icon full of compassion. Riding engine bicycles, Hunting, and also Surfing interests her. She also holds the rank in the list of the world's highest-paid actresses in 2019. She brings a knockout combination of allure and also toughness to her every performance. - Aishwarya Rai Bachchan
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- Date of Birth: 1 November 1973 - Place of Birth: Karnataka, India - Popular Films: Devdas, Hum Dil De Chuke Sanam.  In 2009, she was awarded the Padma Shri, the fourth highest civilian honour given by the government of India. Attracted the attention of Bollywood after her song performance in Sanjay Leela Bhansali's Hum Dil De chuke sanam in 1999, for which she was also awarded the Filmfare Best Actress Award. She is the definition of a real beauty queen. Aishwarya also earned the title of Miss World in 1994. Also, How can we forget her to include in the list of top 20 beautiful actress the world? - Megan Fox
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- Date of Birth: May 16, 1986 - Place of Birth: Oak Ridge, Tennessee, U.S. - Popular Films: Jennifer's Body, Hope and Faith, Transformers.  Megan Fox is an American actress and model. She made her acting debut in the family film Holiday in the Sun. She is an excellent person and also a good mum for her children. Her favourite project is Jennifer's Body in which she also showed her beauty gloriously. She is indeed an influential person who loves to help people with disabilities. Undoubtedly, A real beauty inside and out!  - Alexandra Daddario
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- Date of Birth: March 16, 1986 - Place of Birth: New York City, U.S.  - Popular Films: San Andreas, The Layover, Lost Girls and Love Hotels.  This lady is listed as one of the most beautiful women in the world on the BWC world list. She has known pain, and she has also let It help her grow. She is known for playing Annabeth Chase in Percy Jackson. This divine beauty has the prettiest eyes. Her ancestry is basically English, Italian and Irish. Undoubtedly, She got her fame after playing as the daughter of Dwayne Johnson in the film San Andreas. - Sandra Bullock
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- Date of Birth: July 26, 1964 - Place of Birth: Arlington, Virginia, U.S. - Popular Films: Gravity, The Proposal, Bird Box and others.  Undoubtedly, She is the most prominent American actress and also a producer. This beauty icon received dozens of awards and performances because of her marvellous acting skills. This lady also holds her position among the world's hundred most influential people by Time Magazine in 2010. She is also the top paid actress of Forbes in Hollywood in 2014 and 2010. - Jennifer Lopez
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- Date of Birth: July 24, 1969 - Place of Birth: New York, U.S. - Popular Films: Enough, Parker, The Boy Next Door and others.  This is Jennifer Lopez, a girl who grew up in the Bronx who believes anything is possible. She was also the first person to have a movie, and an album reached a top position in the same week. She is the most talented singer, actress, dancer and also a designer. Over twenty preferences have been launched by Jennifer Lopez since 2002. She has also launched a non-profit organisation for the development of women and also children. - Priyanka Chopra
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- Date of Birth: 18 July 1982 - Place of Birth: Jamshedpur, Bihar. - Popular Films: Fashion, Dostana, Quantico, Barfi and others.  She is the most popular Indian actress, producer, activist and also a UNICEF goodwill ambassador. A small town, middle-class girl turned into a big crossover star that's Priyanka Chopra for you! She is indeed the perfect example of a rise after failure. She is also known for her beauty, talent, success and early achievements in life. This beauty icon is also passionate about music, singing, dancing and also writing poetry and short stories. Her entry to the film industry was after she was crowned with the Miss World Pageant in 2000.  - Emilia Clarke
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- Date of Birth: October 23, 1986 - Place of Birth: London, United Kingdom - Popular Films: Me before You, Last Christmas, Above Suspicion and others.  This beauty icon also loves sports. She can also do horse riding, ice skating. rolling and also running. This lady is undoubtedly the most flawless and talented woman in the world. She is indeed the goddess of simplicity and beauty. She is also a talented musician. Emilia sings beautifully. She also plays the flute, guitar and piano. Emilia Clarke always looks ravishing in her Red Carpet looks. She has also played many roles. This includes Daenerys Targaryen, Sarah Connor, Louis Clark and others. No one can keep up with Emilia Clarke. This also includes her facial expressions. 19. Grace Kelly
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- Date of Birth: November 12, 1929 - Place of Birth: Philadelphia, U.S. - Popular Films: High Noon, Mogambo, Fourteen Hours and others.  Grace Kelly is an icon of style of, a symbol of simplicity and also elegance. A sweet girl who indeed conferred the world of Hollywood. Grace didn't like a complex cut. She preferred sleek outfits made of natural fabrics and also rich in embroidery. Kelly also loves Silk scarves. Her perfect style has also inspired many designers. This includes Christian Dior, and Yves Saint Laurent. Undoubtedly, She is absolutely a gorgeous fashion icon. She was also raised in a conservative atmosphere. This drives her to also give the best of herself. Also, How can we forget her to include in the list of top 20 beautiful actress the world? 20. Eva Green
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- Date of Birth:  6 July 1980 - Place of Birth: Paris, France - Popular Films: Cracks, Womb, Perfect Sense and others. Eva Green is a French actress. She began her career in theatre. She also made her film debut with Bernardo Bertolucci Dreamers. Undoubtedly, She is indeed the definition of French beauty. Eva has indeed such an unusual beauty. She was already curious and also sweet. Eva also loves ACTING! She is a curious, sweet, loving and also a smart actress. Undoubtedly, she is also in our list of top 20 beautiful actress the world. Related Article- Top 20 Beautiful Actress in the World Benefits of Using java Programming language 2021 100 Articles Daily VS 2 Articles of Association Post Weekly How Often Top Best 10 Sharingan characters in Naruto Shippuden Top 10 Best Coolest Movies Denzel Washington of all time Read the full article
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1. describe your idea of a perfect date
go and see i tonya or thor ragnarok because i really want to see those movies right now. then go to a nice restaurant with soup.
2. whats your “type”
shorter than me dark hair talented smart bottoms
3. do you want kids?
yes...Baby
4. if you do, will you adopt or use some other form of child birth?
alex and i talk a lot about who would be our hypothetical sperm donor but idk if that would actually be the plan lol
5. describe the cutest date you’ve ever been on
in recent memory, watching gymnastics with alex was pretty fun and cute
6. describe your experience having sex for the first time (were you nervous? or was it easy peasy?)
i was uhhh very pumped about it and felt extremely cool and un-virgin-y
7. are you a morning time gay or night time gay?
night unless we’re counting 4am as morning
8. opinion on nap dates?
they’re good, valid, and sexy
9. opinion on brown eyes?
very nice
10. dog gay or cat gay?
as julia said i like all animals...but i am allergic to cats 😔
11. would you ever date someone who owned rodents or reptiles?
hell YES
12. whats a turn off you look for before you start officially dating someone
idk...i have only dated my friends on whom i already had long-term crushes so like. no surprises. i try not to get crushes on straight people
13. what is a misconception you had about lgb people before you realized you were one?
that lesbians don’t like the smell of men’s deodorant
14. what is a piece of advice you would give to your younger self
do sports or something 
15. (if attracted to more than one gender) do you have different “types” for different genders?
n/a
16. who is an ex you regret?
I Don’t Thanks
17. night club gay or cafe gay?
clubs are FUN i love to DANCE
18. who is one person you would “go straight” for
max the figure drawing model and/or xiumin
19. video game gay, book gay, or movie gay?
book...i’m not a gamer!
20. favourite gay ship (canon or not)
i’m not currently actively invested but uhh Brittana
21. favourite gay youtuber
idk...i like to use youtube to watch kpop videos
22. have you ever unknowingly asked out a straight person?
No
23. have you ever been in love?
Yes
24. have you ever been heartbroken?
Yesh
25. how do you determine if you want to be them or be with someone
hmm...if there’s confusion it’s usually because i want both, like i can tell when there’s attraction and i can tell when i aspire to someone and sometimes they just Both Happen
26. favourite lgb musician/band
ummm there is honestly nothing coming to mind rn i’m fake
27. what is a piece of advice you have for young / baby gays
have fun...be yourself...don’t stress
28. are you out? if so how did you come out
yeah and basically i just tell people about my relationship status if it comes up
29. what is the most uncomfortable / strange coming out experience you have
maybe that time in contemporary music last year when that girl asked me who i was texting and i said my girlfriend and she said “so you’re a.....homo.......sexual. i didn’t say lesbian!” 
30. what is a piece of advice for people who may not be in a safe place to express their sexuality
know that you are good and your sexuality is good and i guess get out of that place if you can....i have no experience with this so i do not have specifics
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