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#when i saw ‘ran away’ i mean we were in da basement n as soon as they said dat they dragged their friends away as fast as they could
bimiio · 3 months
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was talking 2 a friend group at da bar 2nite, one was a masc n outta nowhere mid convo was like “i like your nails they’re really hot” n then asked me 2 scratch them n held their arm out so i did n then they were like quietly “why did that make me kinda horny..” n then RAN AWAY????
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10th-no-name-person · 5 years
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Nightmare
Okay, so this is something I wrote a couple of weeks ago, so I figured it’s the perfect time to post it given that the community once again is on fire haha. @thebluehearted I hope you enjoy it! 💚
It’s been a while since Jack was able to enjoy the holiday season. He found himself sitting across the fireplace which was killing him and the rest of the Egos warm. Chase, Jameson and Marvin were all cuddle up together with blankets on the floor. Jackie was all bundled up with Sam on the small chair, while Schneep had his head resting on his lap. It was a very hard decision between spending Christmas in his dimension with his family or with the Egos. He chuckled to himself as he remembered how their eyes lit up with happiness and excitement when he told them he would spend the holidays with them.
He then carefully pulled his phone out of his pocket to check the times he was surprised to see the Egos sleeping so early. Maybe he should do the same, get a little rest before it was time to open gifts. His eyes free hacker the more he stared at the cracking flames at the fireplace.
“Isn’t this lovely?” Static filled the air around the cabin, his body tensed up when he heard Anti’s voice echo through the room. He wiped his head around, but there was no sign of the demon, but he then noticed that no of the Egos where around. He jumped to his feet, panic rising in his chest and blinding his senses.
“Guys?” He called out, but what he got in response was a sickening laughter. The cabin started to melt away in front of his eyes. What kind of sick trick was this? Jack sprinted out if the cabin and found himself in the snowy woods.
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Chase walked downstairs carefully holding two mugs of hot chocolate, he knew it was Jack’s favorite and it was already that time of year. And on top of that it was his turn to keep an eye on him. There we so many things he wanted to tell him, maybe this time he would react to his voice. The more he got closer to the basement the louder the machines monitoring Jack got.
“Hey buddy, it’s me again.” Chase walked closer to him, he swallowed hard the knot on his throat as he gazed at his creator. “I umm, I-I brought you some hot chocolate. I know you can’t drink it, but maybe the smell of it will spark something.” He then sat down, leaving the mug on the nightstand next to him.
“It’s Christmas Eve, the rest are upstairs finishing up decorating. Even Schneep offered to help.” He forced a chuckled, “He never leaves your side, it’s the first time in months that he does, only because you…” Chase sighed, his eyes focused on the slow rising and falling of his chest with every breath he took, his heartbeat steadily beeping on the machine. “I recorded a video today, for your channel I mean. When you wake up, I hope we can collaborate together. I’ve gotten better at it. Hell, Stacy even the me see the Kids a few days ago. I wish you could see how much they’ve grown.”
His voice cracked a little, but it didn’t stop a smile to find its way on his face. It was such a nice surprised when Stacy showed up with them, it was so unexpected from her. He never felt so happy, but soon enough he was brought back to reality when the sound of Jack’s heartbeat started increasing with each passing second. Another nightmare, “Jack, you are safe.” He hushed to him, “is just a nightmare.” And then Jack started shivering, his breathing becoming shaky and rapid. Was he cold? Chase quickly grabbed his hand, the blood drained from his face, he was freezing. “Henrik!” he yelled in terror.
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Jack walked further into the forest, arms were wrapped tightly around his body to keep the little heat he had left. The further he walked in the harder the snow fell, he couldn’t keep his teeth from chattering from the cold, hell, he only had a sweater on.
“Are you cold, Jack?” he heard Anti’s glitchy voice fill the air. “I can make that go away, all you have to do is give me what I want.” Then his glitchy form appeared in front of him, knife in hands and a wide crazed grin on his face. “That whole scenario was lovely. Although, it kinda hurt I wasn’t included. I’m part of the family after all.” he said sarcastically.
“I’ll n-never give y-you what you w-want.” Jack said between shivers, he knew from the beginning this wasn’t real. He needed to keep Anti trapped in his mind so the others could be safe from him, but he also knew his body and mind grew weaker with each passing day. He knew that soon he had to wake up.
Anti gripped his knife harder, “I am growing tired of your games” he hissed, “You and I both know you can’t keep me here forever running in circles, around, and around, and around!” he kicked Jack down, amusement evident in his eyes. Jack yelped as soon as his body made contact with the snow beneath him, his trembling escalating every second.
“You think I haven’t noticed? You are growing weaker.” He sneered, the dark entity knelt in front of his defenseless creator. “You know why I haven’t killed you?” he asked while proping his head on his hand. “B-because y-you will d-die too.” Jack whispered, Anti clicked his tongue, annoyance evident in his face. Anti brought his knife closer to his arm, Jack’s panicked expression reflecting on it. With a swift movement he made a deep cut across his arm, only to cause Jack to scream in agony.
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“We need blankets, now!” the doctor yelled at the others. “Anything that you can find we need to keep Jack warm.” It was the first time Schneep saw something like this happen before. He could hear his teeth chattering hard, and his body was trembling nonstop. Whatever was going on in his mind was killing him faster, and he could not let this end like this.
“Marvin, I need you to cast a spell to keep these blankets warm for him!” he barked at him, Marvin nodded and made his spellbook appear out of thin air. “What the-?” the doctor heard the hero yell, “What’s the matter?” but he didn’t wait for an answer, out of nowhere a long deep cut spread through Jack’s pale arm as the blood followed to drip fast out of it. In a heartbeat Henrik searched for bandages and tightly wrapped it around the wound to stop the bleeding.
“Doc, what the hell is going on?” Jackie yelled, panic written in his face. “I-” he looked at Jack, his eyes rapidly moving side to side under his eyelids. It can’t be a simple nightmare, the only thing that would get affected, and occasionally he would get a fever. Chase and JJ came back with what looked like all the blankets around the house.
They both carefully placed them on top and around Jake while Marvin casted the spell on them.”Hang in there, friend.” he whispered as Jack’s shivers continued.
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“Oh, did that hurt?” Anti asked stifling a laugh. He walked towards Jack, who was trying his hardest not to cry, Anti couldn’t be more satisfied than this, it wouldn’t take long for him to give out to exhaustion. “You must be very exhausted, Jack. Why don’t you take a break?”Anti purred.
“N-never…” he breathed, frustrated by the creator’s stubbornness, he picked him by the collar of his sweater. His heart started hammering hard against his ribcage, he never had an encounter with Anti before, his blue eyes made contact with Anti’s black cold ones, “You will lose, Jack. I will get what I want and after I do, I will be unstoppable.” Anti snapped his fingers and with that the rest of the Egos appeared in front of them, his eyes widen in terror at the sight of all of them with red strings wrapped around them, their glassy eyes staring at nothing. Jack wriggle his way off Anti’s grip and fell hard on the snow, wincing at the burning wound in his arm.
“Tell you what, if you don’t give me what want.” he said as he prowled around the egos. He grabbed the red strings of the 5 slumped egos, pulling them up so they could rise. “I’ll have to hunt your precious little boys. One. By. One.” Marvin, or the shell of him, raised his head, his eyes glowing a neon blue. “Tick Tock, Jack.”
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“Da, is Mr. McLoughlin going to be okay?” Jameson signed to Chase with quivering hands, his eyes traveled to Shcneep, Jackie and Marvin who were surrounding Jack’s medical bed. Chase wrapped his arm around the younger Ego. “With all the blankets and Marv’s magic we were able to warm him up. He’ll be okay” He said reassuringly, “And doc here will keep an eye on him, right?” Schneep smiled weakly, “His temperature is stabilizing thanks to all of you. But, I must keep an eye on him, his heart rate is all over the place.” He rubbed the back of his hand across his forehead, it was going to be a long night for all of them.
“Marvin, what are you doing?” he heard the hero shout, all of them turned their attention to them which struck them with horror, Marvin was holding a knife to the hero’s throat. “Marv, what has gotten into you!.” Chase yelled, Marvin didn’t respond, the only thing that could be heard on the room was Jackie’s panicked breathing, “Marv, put the knife down, please.” the hero whispered with shaky breath, then the magician smirked and with a swift move he slashed Jackie’s throat who instantly tumbled to floor. Schneep let out a shriek of horror, feeling the burn in his own throat.
He stumbled to Jackie’s side, who’s eyes were foggy and his blood was pooling around him. “Now, who’s next? The failure of a doctor? The pathetic vlogger? Or the innocent dapper boy?” Marvin hissed, there was something sinister in his voice which sparked terror in the doctor’s chest. “Chase, get out of here!” the other two Egos ran as Marvin glided towards Shcneep and crashed him hard against the wall. “L-let go…” he gasped as he threw kicks trying to free himself from the magician’s grip. “You don’t know how long I’ve been wanting to do this, doc.” Marvin sneered while he locked his grip tight around the doctor’s throat, as he noticed a subtle glitch in his voice.
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“Please, stop this!” Jack almost sobbed as he watched how Anti moved the strings wrapped around Marvin’s limbs. “Then give up control, Jack and better decide quick, doctor here seems to be running low on air.” Anti said casually as he Made Marvin tighten his grip around Schneep’s throat.
Tears stung his eyes, he couldn't let them die because of him but it would be the same if he gave up control. There was nothing else to do, Jack hung his head, trying hard to ignore the void and pain growing on his chest. “Fine! I’ll give you what you want!” he exclaimed, tears finally streaming down his numb cheeks “Just… stop hurting them, please… Don’t hurt them…” he whimpered, his bottom lip quivered uncontrollably. Anti let out a cackle as he made everything around them disappear leaving them in darkness. With a short wave of his hand, Anti wrapped red strings around Jack’s body like snakes, tightening around his wrists, legs and neck. A maniac grin spread on his face as he lifted Jack’s head with his knife, defeat evident in him. “Is time to wake up.”
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“You are no use to me-” Marvin was cut off as someone knocked him out with a chair, he fell to the floor dropping Schneep which took a big gulp of air, it scared him how used to he was getting to near-death situations. Jackie stumbled while grasping his throat, Marvin didn’t cut deep enough so it gave him enough time to heal. “Jackie!” the doctor croaked, staggering towards the hero, “Let me take a look.” he removed Jackie’s bloody hand off the wound, what was left was a scar and some inflammation around it. Relief washed over him, then both of them glanced at the unconscious magician, how did Anti managed to possess him out of nowhere. He’s been gone since Jack… But why now?
Jackie crouched next to him and sighed, “He’s going to have a killer headache after this.” as he said it Marvin stirred awake, a pained groan escaped his lips “W-what happened?” he mumbled. Jackie helped him up as he clutched his hand over the back of his head. “Do you remember anything?” the hero asked hesitantly, Marvin furrowed his brow and then every drop of blood drained from his face as he noticed the noticed the red streak on the hero’s neck. “D-did I do t-that?” Marvin asked terrified, “That looks a lot similar like…”
“You were possessed by Anti.” Schneep stated as his hand traveled to his now bruised throat, “That’s impossible, why now?” Jackie snapped, “Anti’s been missing since Jack was comatose!” He yelled at them, usually Schneep would intervene and try to calm down the hero but this time he had to let him feel this anger. “Maybe it’s all connected…” they all turned their attention to Chase who was rubbing Jameson’s back, “Maybe Anti sent us a warning that he’s coming back.” He whispered. “If it’s all connected then Jack should be able to wake up! But he hasn’t! He’s in the same state that he has for a year!” Jackie’s voice cracked, tears threatened to escape the hero’s eyes which he quickly wiped away.
And then they all heard it, the room went completely quiet when they heard Jack take his first actual breath as his blue eyes opened. All sort of emotions ran through the Egos, happiness, excitement, relief but also concern. Schneep was the first one to make his way to him who was trying to hold his tears back. “Jack, do you know where you are?” The doctor asked, it took a few seconds for him to registered the question, “Jack? D-do you remember us?” Chase asked with a trembling voice.
Jack’s breath started quickening, his eyes widening in terror. “No, this is not right… I can’t be awake, not now!” He screamed, all of them were stunned at this, “Jack, my friend, you’ve been… in a coma for a year. We need to ru-“ Sncheep jumped as Jack grabbed his arm and squeezed it with the little strength he had. Schneep looked at him in terror, not because of his action, but because of the horror hunting his eyes. “Jack, you are safe here. No one is going to hurt you.” Schneep soothed him.
“He’s coming! I can’t let him win! I need to-“ he stifled a painful groan while gripping at his head. “Jack, look at me. Look at me!” Jackie cupped his face, it pained to see his creator so vulnerable. “I c-can’t p-protect you from him…” he whispered while blinking tears away. “You’ve been through enough, let us take it from here.” Jackie said with a reassuring smile, “We will protect you, Jack. Now, let doc here check up on you, we are happy to have you back.” Schneep walked towards him, “ Alright, why don’t you guys go get dinner and bring it down here? Jack must be hungry, and I need to run some tests first.” He said turning to him, he couldn’t believe he was awake after all those sleepless nights and constant panic that he might not make it to the next day.
Schneep couldn’t help himself and hugged him, “I’m glad that you’re okay, Jack. It’s been a rough year.” He whispered, after a few seconds he pulled away. “Let me go get my tools and we’ll start examining.” Schneep disappeared in the depths of his lab.
Jack’s hands ventured to his throat and touched it gingerly, a wide grin spread on his face as he didn’t feel the open wound on his throat. “Nice try, Jack. I’ll give you credit for trying to warn the others.” He said, feeling odd since his voice sounded normal, not a glitch in sight. “But you’ll be punished for that.” He sneered, “Do whatever you want with me, but please don’t hurt the others…” he heard his faint voice in his head, he giggled, “You lost the right to ask me anything when you made that attempt. Now, who will I corrupt first?” He asked as himself, “I really want to make you suffer-“ he then heard something falling from the stairway, perfect timing “Who’s there?” Anti said mimicking Jack’s concerned voice to perfection.
A trembling Jameson rounded around the corner, his hands moving frantically as he picked up the silver tray that slipped from his grip. Anti couldn’t make up what he was trying to say, he’s SL was very rusty. “I’m sorry, Mr. McLoughlin. I didn’t mean to startle you.” That’s all he managed to catch from the trembling mute, Anti knew who his first victim was and it made him buzz with excitement. “Jameson? C-can you s-stay here until Schneep comes back? I don’t want to be alone.” He said with a hint of panic, Jameson fell for Anti’s act and rushed towards him which he immediately regret it. He noticed the fast flash between blue and neon green in his creators eyes. The color on Jameson’s face drained as he realized what was going on. He grasped at the young Egos arm before he could run away and pulled him closer to him.
“Shhh don’t be scared, puppet, good ol’ Jack is still here. He’s just taking a break.” He purred, Jameson’s eyes widen in fear, he needed to get the others, he needed to warn the others. “You’re not going to tell the others, are you? Because if you tell the others I might have to make a brief visit to Chase.” Anti said casually while Jameson’s heart threatened to burst out of his chest. “He’d be so disappointed in you for making such accusations, and we wouldn’t want that, would you?” Anti smiled, but it wasn’t a wicked smile, it was a friendly welcoming smile. One that many would fall for, even Jameson himself. He nodded slowly, his body still trembling fearing Anti might hurt him. “Good puppet. Jack won’t hurt you, Jack will protect you.” Jameson felt sleepy all of the sudden, as if Anti’s words were some type of spell he was getting tangled in. “You are in for the ride of your life.”
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77marvelimagines · 6 years
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Living In The Past Part Three
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Pre-Serum!Steve Rogers X Reader
Prompt(s) from @patchesthepeach: Is it possible for there to be a part 2 where they go on the date but the reader gets sent back to the present and steve remembers her and Tony is kinda weirded out bt the reader and Steve become closer because of the new reality Tony created?
Note(s): My dude, sorry I took so long to get to this! I remember you submitted this just as I finished part 2 so we elected for make this part three. It’s been a hot sec (sorry ‘bout that), but ta-da!! I hope ya’ll enjoy this epic conclusion! :D
Edit 5/5/18- I forgot the tag last?? I’m so sorry, it’s added now however!
Warning(s): Angst, reunion fluff.
Word Count: 944.
Tag List: @cinthias-corner @whyiswhatahow
Read part one ( https://77marvelimagines.tumblr.com/post/170039676704/living-in-the-past ) and part two ( https://77marvelimagines.tumblr.com/post/171596074437/living-in-the-past-part-two ) to catch up!
Howard Stark was standing on the porch when (y/n) and Steve pulled up into the driveway, laughing through their conversation. (y/n) gave a happy wave, for they’d just finished their fourth date with Steve. When Howard didn’t wave back, the smile dropped off their face.
“Hey, what’s up?” (y/n) asked after running out of the car. Howard’s face strained into a grin, his shoulders faltering into a shrug.
“You remember how we said that it’d be best for you to leave as soon as the machine was done, to avoid any curious eyes and ears, and so you could get back to your time? Well, I do believe we’re done…”
“Oh,” (y/n) said, feeling their shoulders sag. Steve ran up the steps, having finally parked the car. He nodded respectfully to Howard before taking (y/n)’s hand in his own. They felt their heart warm at the gesture.
“Is everything alright?” He asked, brows furrowed in worry. (y/n) nodded, but Steve was smart and knew better than to just agree.
“It’s actually good since you’re just getting home, it’ll be easier to send you off. Jarvis is getting your things ready. I’ll go down and start the machine while you say goodbye, okay?” (y/n) nodded minutely.
Steve eyed the front door where Howard had left him and his partner. Worry squirmed hot in his stomach, his grip tightened around their intertwined hands. “You’re leaving?”
“Yeah, I guess so…”
“... Were you going to tell me?”
(y/n)’s head whipped at Steve’s depressed tone. They nodded furiously, turning to face him stiffly. “Of course, Steve. I just… I thought I had more time- like, I thought I still had weeks.”
Steve nodded, his eyes bright with understanding and unshed tears. “How far are you going? I- maybe Buck and I could visit?” (y/n) could hear the lump in his throat, and how he tried to talk past it. They pressed their lips together, eyes trained on the knot in his tie.
“I don’t think so, Stevie. I-I’m going far away, like really far. I’d love to tell you, but I… I can’t, okay? We’ll see each other again, soon, I promise-”
“How do you know that?” Steve whimpered, a few tears streaming down his narrow face. His small frame was suddenly racked with suppressed sobs, unable to stand the thought of never seeing his lover again.
“Because I know, Steve! I love you, and I wouldn’t lie about this! We’ll see each other again, okay? Just-”
“I love you too, (y/n). I-I trust you,” Steve said. He smiled as best as his quivering chin could allow and laughed when (y/n) began to wipe away his tears.
“Miss (y/n)?” Jarvis peaked his head out the door. (y/n) looked back to Steve and knew their time was up.
Without a drop of hesitation they surged up and kissed him, strong. Steve gasped against their lips, surprised, but relaxed and kissed back. He held them close, even after they parted, until he absolutely had to say goodbye.
The world felt cold and lonely, he thought, as (y/n) stepped inside. With a heavy heart he drove home, where Bucky would be by his side.
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One moment they stood in the dark basement of Howard Stark, body warm from the hug they’d received from both him and Jarvis. The next (y/n) found themselves hissing in the overly bright lab of Tony Stark, of whom startled from his project and looked up in sheer surprise. The grease marks on his face made (y/n) smile, the sight too familiar and predictable of their uncle.
“You- you’re! You’re back! How?! I-I’ve been working for days and- oh Jesus, you’re back! Your mother won’t kill me now!”
(y/n) laughed as they ran into their uncle’s arms. He hugged them tight, silenced for the moment, but soon to start rambling again. He had questions, they knew, but none he got to voice as the lab’s doors slid open.
“Hey Stark? Here’s that package you just ordered-”
Steve Rogers stopped in the doorway as he saw (y/n) Stark, as lively and bright as the last time they saw him, standing like an angel sent from heaven in Tony’s lab. The package rightly dropped from his hands as Tony squeaked in offense.
“Watch the merchandise, Rogers, that was expensive! Well, I mean, it’ll probably be fine, but will you? Jesus, stop staring at (y/n), they just got back! I- we can tell the team in a minute, alright? They probably need a moment and- hey!”
Tony stumbled with a yelp as Steve suddenly pushed past him. He grabbed (y/n) into a bindingly tight hug, enjoying the sound of their muffled laughter in their chest. God, were they always so tiny?
“I told you I’d see you soon,” They murmured. Steve stared down at them and huffed, a smile on his face, as he shook his head at their words.
“You did say that, didn’t you? … Hey, uh, do you still… are we… ?”
(y/n) surged up to interrupt him with a blindingly perceptive kiss, one that brought a smile to both of their lips. They met him for another, and another after that, swaying and laughing like they’d never left Howard Stark’s porch.
Tony watched with utter confusion as he watched his niece and fellow avenger make out in his lab. He left a moment later, package in hand, so the apparent couple could have a moment. That, and so he could call (y/n)’s mother and hopefully keep his threatened ass attached to his body.
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