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Plans (Pietro x Reader) ( Avengers x Reader)

I have a super specific request! Could you do one where all the Avengers(including Bucky and the twins) get Intel on a girl that supposedly has powers of being able to control elements, who was kidnapped by Loki, so the Avengers try to rescue her and offer her a spot? And maaaayyyybee Pietro has a slight romantic interest in her? Thank you!!
(Y/N) was already having a terrible day. Her mind was scattered as she wasted her day away at the dead end cafe she had been working at to pay for her average New York apartment. The customers were generally nice, but as always there were a few stragglers pushing her limits.

A woman complained and screamed at her because her food wasn’t coming fast enough, like (Y/N) even had anything to do with the wait! Another person had come in for a cheeseburger, but then sent it back because it had too much cheese. Seriously, how were these people even considered smart enough to be left alone?

And now there was a tall slender figure silently watching her from a corner table. He never ordered, and somehow, wasn’t asked to leave. She had only made eye contact with him once during his stay, but when she did, shivers ran down her spine. His eyes reminded her of the deep, green pines on the fir trees of her hometown. His cold eyes never left hers as his lips tilted up into a smirk, causing (Y/N) to flit her eyes away.

She glanced at the clock and noticed she had about three minutes until her shift ended. She cleaned up her area and hung up her apron as she grabbed her phone from her locker. Her apartment was in walking distance, so she didn’t really feel like wasting the money on a taxi or uber.

As she walked home there were sharp tingles on her lower back as she had the sensation of someone watching her. She shook it off and speed walked to her apartment.

She slid her keys into the lock and twisted, feeling the resistance of her door give way. She walked in and rested her back against it, breathing out a sigh of relief.

(Y/N) slid off her shoes and scurried to her bedroom, still full of jitters. She changed out of her work uniform into an oversized sweater and tall socks.

The soft fabric of her sweater brushed against the tops of her thighs as she maneuvered her way to the kitchen. She dug out a ceramic mug and set it on the edge of the counter, before running back to her bedroom and grabbing her phone off the charger. With her circumstances, she always had to have it near her, in case she had to leave quickly.

Ever since the chemical accident of her father’s lab she had when she was five, (Y/N) could control the elements. As her memories washed up in her mind like the ocean’s shore, the crash of a fallen object fell on her ears. (Y/N) went into panic mode, and silently, she crept into her kitchen. As she turned the corner, she quickly conjured up ice as to freeze the intruder.

When the ice touched his skin he just gave a small smile with a quirked brow as he stopped the ice in its tracks. “Wrong choice, little one,” He sauntered towards her and, in her shock of someone just blowing her powers away, she let him. He was very tall compared to her stature and had to lean down to whisper in her ear. “The beautiful ones are most often the most breakable, shall we test that?” His voice, as soft as it was, only made her more terrified.

She spun away from him quickly, throwing a blast of fire at the man, she recognized him now of course, who would not recognize the man who destroyed New York? As the flame enveloped him, he simply disappeared. She quickly began to back up as he reappeared as soon as the heat was gone, marching towards her. She did not hit her entryway, as expected, but a solid chest, and a green mist was the last the thing she saw.

The New York Super Squad as Clint called them was enjoying a rather boring day, until that is, Thor crashed through the damn roof. Tony stood to the side, motioning greatly to the now gaping hole in his fabulous tower, “Do Asgardians have a dictionary? Because I don’t think the word door is in there! Are you too cool to knock, or just say ‘Hey bro let me in?’ It’s not that hard!” Thor stood straight and tried his hardest to look sheepish.

“The reason I have entered so suddenly is of great care,” He pronounced to the now gathered team. “Loki has escaped, and seems to be holding a young enhanced Midgardian captive,” He finished, looking at the now attentive friends.

“Doesn’t mean a door was hard to use though!” Tony snarked. Steve glared at the inconsiderate Stark, as he stood to grab his gear and rally the team.

“Alright! Thor, I want all the information you got! Everybody else, suit up!”

(Y/N) quickly raised her pounding head from the luxurious pillow, quickly regretting her decision as she looked over to see her abductor looking out over the window which viewed the- Well, she didn’t really know where she was. There was just an expanse of foliage stretching for what seemed to be miles. “Ah, you have awakened,” His voice was soft, which surprised her. Shouldn’t he be murdering her by now?

“I did not go through the struggle of abducting you, just to murder you. Not to say I will not go to that extreme if you do not comply, but that is not my plan,” He swiftly turned, facing her with those cruel green eyes.

“Then why? Why did you take me?” Her voice cracked at the end, even though she tried to hide it. He had already proved her powers were no good against him.

His rich laugh made her flinch. “Do not let your head swell. The only reason you are not dead is because I can use you,” The God of Lies smirked, making his angular face appear sharper than usual.

“You gonna try and take over the world again? Cause last time that didn’t go over so well, in case you didn’t notice,” She mouthed with a curl of her lip.

The smirk on his mouth promptly dropped and twisted, turning into a snarl. He stalked towards her on the bed, her hands now finding themselves bound to the oak bed frame. She immediately tugged against them, eyes going wide. “Don’t touch me!”

He pursed his lips and narrowed his eyes in disgust at what she was implying. “Do not flatter yourself, little one,” He talked sweetly, the opposite of this situation. “I could have you begging on your knees if I wished. I would never take someone unwilling.”

She averted her eyes as his own raked her face. “You never answered my question,” she veered the conversation. “Why are you trying to take over again? Because I won’t help you!”

His eyes never left her face as he gracefully sat on the edge of the king bed. “I am not trying to control your little Midgard, I am trying to rule Asgard. And from what I have witnessed, you are so very lonely. Always having to run from governments and regimes, much too fearful to try and make an acquaintance. Think of it, no more running. You can be at peace, ruling by my side.”

For a long moment, there was an expression of pure longing on her features, but to Loki’s chagrin, soon dissipated. “Murdering innocents to get what you want is not peace!”

Just as Loki was about to turn to the use of threats, there was a large crash in what she assumed was the main part of the residence. He assumed a defensive position as the noises of chaos came closer.

“The Avengers and my brother will come for you. But this will not be our last meeting, little one,” He chuckled as if he knew a secret which did not inspire much confidence.

He dragged his hands over her wrists; the bindings falling away with his touch. He stood back, laughing as his whole menacing figure quickly snapped out of existence.

Right as she lost sight of him, a speeding blur of blue rushed into the room. She quickly raised her now free hands up in defense; the shivers of fear from the previous encounter lingered. “Who are you?” She asked, her voice tight with exhaustion.

His face snapped towards her so fast it was like he had never moved at all. He rushed to the bedside and her breath caught at the beauty in his face. He lowered himself towards her, an accented voice asking, “Are you alright?”

She nodded swinging her legs to the edge of the bed, and attempting to stand. He quickly pulled her into his arms before she could fall all the way to the ground. “Sorry,” she mumbled as the blood rushed to her face. “I swear I’m not usually this helpless, I just-”

He smiled then, a warm show of white teeth as he assured her, “It’s fine. Trust me when I met his brother I was on the ground for a while, too,” he recalled the failure of stealing mjolnir with a grimace.

“The others will want to know you are alright, we should go,” He carried her through what she now knew was a remote cabin somewhere.

He carried her until they were in a stealth aircraft, what he called the Quinjet. Setting her on the bench seats, he started introducing himself, “I am Pietro Maximoff, and my twin is Wanda, although she isn’t here right now. The rest of the team is on their way out. Do you have any idea where Loki went?”

Processing that information she tried to navigate through her jumbled thoughts. “He said he would see me again, but that was all he said. So I doubt, you’ll have to look too hard to find him.”

He furrowed his brow. He knew why Loki wanted her on his side. It was the same reason they would try to recruit her. But why would he give her up so easily? His thoughts were interrupted when the rest of his team entered the jet.

Thor was the first to come up, bending on one knee and apologizing with utmost sincerity for his brother’s actions. He asked if she was okay, and then the rest of the team introduced themselves, the tension in the air melting away.

Steve was the only one standing when he started giving the recruitment speech that the others should have known by heart by now. Before Steve could thoroughly confuse her, Pietro quickly burst in, “(Y/N) we would be more than happy to help you harness your abilities and to have you join us.”

(Y/N) looked to him before smiling. “I’ll do it, but I need a lot of training,” she looked back on her fight with Loki, that proved she had lots of work ahead of her.

“You’re still pretty kickass, Avatar.” Were the words Tony decided to chime in, making her smile turn into full fledged laughter. She was going to like it here very much.

amosaicofmagic  asked:

Hey, tumblr mom! Since everyone is asking you about food can I ask your opinion on frying pans? We need to replace ours and my husband is really into the idea of buying cast iron frying pan. It seems like to much work for me, tough. I've always used either stainless steel or teflon ones. What do you think? Is it worthy? And if you had to choose between teflon or stainless steel which would you buy?

Oh, and I was going to mention it in the other ask I sent but forgot. I have IBS and one thing that really helps me is chilean boldo infusion. Idk how easy it to find it where you live (the fresh leaves work best), but it’s something a lot of south-americans use to treat hepatic and gastrointestinal issues. (Fun fact: the nurse at my high school used to have a bottle of concentrated cold boldo infusion in the fridge to give to students who were hangover)

Thank you for that last little bit, it’s something I will bring up with my allergist/many doctors as a quick google tells me it could also help my gallstone/bile production issues. So thank you :)

And ooooh god not teflon, anything but teflon, firstly because I don’t like how they cook/retain heat, and secondly because of some of the health concerns that comes with what happens when teflon starts to break down and you start eating it/breathing it in. Y’all can call me a mad hippy over that if you want but when your immune system is as fragile as mine you’ll avoid anything at all that might harm it.

Both stainless steel and cast iron have their merits. 

Cast Iron

You are right in that the cast iron takes a little more work to upkeep—initially. After it’s been seasoned a few times and you don’t do things like soak it in water or scrub it with lemon juice, it’s going to become practically indestructible. There’s a reason you can still buy cast iron skillets in antique stores that just need a little bit of salt and oil to get them back in working order. If you maintain it right, your cast iron will likely outlive you by quite a few decades. I wipe mine clean after every use using waterand  a non acidic soap, dry it on a high heat, and then season lightly with some oil after each use. Once it starts to smoke, that’s you, you’re done seasoning. You only really have to do the salt and oil scrub if it loses the coating or if something gets burned onto it, or if you have rust spots, which happen form not being properly sealed. 

I will say, cast iron is hard to get used to working with at first, because of how differently you have to manage the way it conducts heat. Cast iron is great at retaining heat, which is what makes it great for searing meat and yes, even baking in, but you need to get it hot first, which can require about ten minutes of prep over a hot stove trying to ensure even heat coverage. (I throw mine in the oven for 20 mins)

That might seem like a lot of work, but given how well it retains the heat after that, it actually cooks things better. With stainless steel the output of heat is enough to sear the outside of something, but to cook say, a chicken in it (yes you can cook a whole chicken in a skillet) you’d need to keep it on the heat for longer for the heat to reach the middle, resulting in chewy over tough food. With cast iron, the heat output from it is so much better that it’s already starting to cook the rest of the bird while you’re searing it, resulting in less cook time, and hopefully a more juicy meat—as well as making the outside very nice and crispy. Cast iron is great for making things crispy.

That and you know, you can fight the Fae folk with it if the need arises.

Stainless Steel

There’s a common misconception that you can just throw things into a stainless steel pan and it’ll be fine. But the truth is if you want to maintain your stainless steel in good working condition, you will want to make sure it’s evenly oiled before any food touches it (Ask ETD about the time he made popcorn and ruined my pot because there wasn’t enough oil around the SIDES of the pot so the heat just obliterated everything and I had to buffer the pot to get it back to working condition, he felt so bad lol) and make sure that it is adequately preheated. Otherwise your food is just going to burn and stick to the base and it’s going to be a mother fucker to get it off. I’ve seen far too many people burn away the caramelization going on in their stainless steel pans because they don’t know how to heat/preheat with it. (note if your caramelization does get stuck, loosen it up with some water or better yet some stock, get that flavor back in your food yo!) Other than that, yea, once you get used to how stainless steel works and retains heat, it is lower energy when it comes to maintenance vs cast iron. Just don’t use cold salt water in them, or you risk pitting the pans. (As I have previously talked about)

Because you have mentioned you have IBS, I will stress the importance of trying to buy as high quality stainless steel as you can, as not all stainless steel is made equal. 

Surgical stainless steel is the safest as it is non porous, while a lot of the cheap stainless steel you can pick up (I’m thinking of places like Walmart and Target) can break down and leech into food during the cooking process. Stainless steel is an alloy made from a mix of metals including iron, chromium (is what keeps it from corroding) and nickel to name but a few components, and given nickel is a high allergy metal you don’t want that going into the foods of people who may be sensitive/allergic. (I had a friend find this out the hard way that that is what was going on with her)

The way I was taught to test the quality of the pan is by holding a magnet up to it. If it sticks? It’s typically going to be higher in nickel than you want it to be and could cause a possible health risk for people with nickel allergies. Nickel is also a carcinogenic and considered worse than aluminium which everyone and their dog is now trying to get away from because of the metal being linked to cancers and altzheimers, so, just something to keep in mind seen as how you already have a compromised gut <3 

(Also to those of you reading this now who are about to go check your pans: if it sticks? It’s not a cause for panic. Although if you have a known nickel allergy and you keep getting sick and you have no idea why…you may want to consider replacing your pans.)

There is also a third option available to you, which is ceramic pans. Which honestly have become my favorite frying pans to cook with. Due to their low metal content they will not work on induction stove tops, but if you’re using electric or gas you’re good to go.


They still don’t have the slippy non stick you get from teflon pans where flipping a pancake is akin to wielding a projectile weapon, but given how ceramic heats up and retains heat, they are pretty non stick and it makes them ideal for cooking with a lot of things. You also generally shouldn’t use metal utensils on them, because you can damage the glaze, but plastic, wood and silicone are fine.

They’re sort of like the easier to maintain version of cast iron in that regard and use less oil to cook with. (I personally would never fry eggs on stainless steel, meat and veg sure, but eggs need a surface that is more forgiving and ceramic was a god damn revolution to me. I speak from over a decade’s worth of experience of making breakfasts in restaurants and cafes) They are also great for throwing in the oven, and using as shallow casserole dishes, provided you make sure they are listed as oven safe. (Mine is good up to 350′f)

Due to the materials  they are made with, they are also pretty damn sturdy and hard to break, and you also can’t damage them by soaking them in water, which is also nice. You should not however cook on anything higher than a medium-high heat on them, whacking your heat up as far as you can with a ceramic pan is going to cause issues (it will cause issues with a lot of pans tbh, but you can generally get away with it for boiling water, just not in a ceramic pot), like breaking down the glaze quicker and ruining the non stick. You also should not take it from a hot stove and throw it in the sink right after cleaning. You really shouldn’t do that with any cooking utensil, but especially do not do it with ceramic as you might crack or even explode it. And no one wants that. 

Again, like stainless steel, not all ceramic pans are made equal and some will be made from cheap material/coated with an extra non stick layer to compensate for this, and they will break down faster/ruin your food, so keep that in mind if you do decide you want to look into them. Between the three, ceramic is in my experience the best, most easily maintained non stick without the health risks of teflon. It’ll also cost less in the long run, because you wont have to replace the pan as often as you would a teflon one.

I currently have the Green Pan Lima frying pans, which tbh I found a lot cheaper in an outlet mall than Amazon currently has it listed for, and I think Target might be selling them right now too for cheaper. It’s an excellent pan and I can get really crispy results with it due to how well it holds heat. I’ve also used it to bake with.

I have also used the Cuisinart ceramic range, which you can use metal on, but I sort of found the heat retention to be not as good as Green Pan Lima.

And then there’s also the Green Life range which tends to be cheaper and rather cute, even if it doesn’t feel quite as sturdy in my hands. (They currently have both the large and small pan on sale on Amazon for $30, which is pretty good)  I’ve got my eye on their ceramic bake ware sets though. I’m intrigued to see how they’d work out compared to my metal tins.

Anyway, I hope some of that was helpful for you, in weighing your options. Ultimately it’s about personal preference. I love all my pans, cast iron, stainless steel and ceramic, but it really depends on how much maintenance you are willing to put in, and how much you are willing to spend.

As for the rest of you, you now know more about cookware than you likely want to, but who knows, it might be useful for you one day :)

a night in

((hello all!!! wonderful to be back. hope you all enjoy this installment of the series, are continuing to enjoy the reverse AU!! ♥♥♥ i took a poll to see what ppl wanted to see, and this was the result! enjoy~~

happy 2k on the blog!!! thanks for joining us, everybody! ♥ :’O))

summary: Usually, Yuuri has a very strict menu for himself and Victor to adhere to. It’s mostly for his own benefit, because he’s constantly concerned about staying in shape, what with his decision to come out of retirement and all.

Still, he and Victor hadn’t spent a lot of time together in December because of skating competitions. He sends Victor on an errand to get him out of the house and rolls up his sleeves.

Yuuri is going to stun his fiancé today.

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anonymous asked:

Hi I once sent in a request about QN hitting their gf and you said it doesnt follow the rules but you still wrote it and i aprecciate it soo much,you did a great job (as usual).I was wondering if you could do a part 2 where their gf avoids them for awhile and doesnt speak with them,afraid to trigger them again.But they alologize and promise to never dl that again and treat her bruise?I know its still not following the rules but I feel very sad that it ends like that. I would be very grateful.😆

HECK yes! I apologize if this is not what you expected, but I really don’t feel like continuing this request. 

QN hitting their s/o HERE

Quartet Night after hitting their S/O

Reiji Kotobuki

After that fateful night, their relationship began to spiral downward. Ever since Reiji laid his hand on the one person he cared for more than himself, she has been avoiding him. As the bruise showed in all its glory in blue and black, his guilt grew immensely. Even after begging for forgiveness, she still does not want to be alone with him. It wasn’t until she was completely avoiding him did the realization sink in deeply, this could not be fixed. He desperately wanted to talk to someone, seek advice. But how do you admit to abusing your partner? He felt too ashamed to ask for help to mend the broken relationship, eventually changing his bubbly personality into a shell of his former self. Even the other bandmates becoming increasingly worried of his odd behavior but not bother picking too deep into it. It wasn’t until he had finally had enough, he needed to get this sick feeling off his chest. Racing towards that familiar place where it happened, he banged on the door to the beating of his heart. Immediately, the door opening to his s/o in all her beauty, with a saddened look upon her features. Dropping to his knees did he finally beg for forgiveness, swearing with everything he had to never lay another hand on her.

Ranmaru Kurosaki

Ranmaru always knew he was a bit violent, but to harm his s/o was something he never thought he would do. Even when his previous hardships brought him into depression, this was the lowest he has ever been. Not once did he leave his room, only to go out to the local bars to hopefully forget his behavior. But to no avail, she always haunted his mind. The sound her cries when his fist made contact with her jaw playing over in his mind like a broken record, the picture of betray in her eyes burned in his memory. He looked down to his fist that was slightly bruised, but not as bad as her bruises that covered her wrist and jaw. It has been over a week since he has last seen her, also known as the longest week in his entire life. His behavior more hostile, picking more fights and drowning his sorrows every day. Then, it finally came to him. This was not going to blow over like a bad storm, he needed to be there for her. Beg her to take him back even though he knows she deserves far better. But how can you let go of someone who brings out the best of you? Immediately walking towards her apartment, with his bleeding heart on his sleeve to ask for forgiveness in a last ditch attempt to save this relationship.

Ai Mikaze

The emotionless robot was at his wits, how could he strike someone over an object? His loving s/o out of all people to be more exact. He knew he was lucky to have met someone who understood and respected his strange ways. So why did he slap her in the first place, he did not know. All he knew was he needed to fix this. Day after day, the robot stayed secluded in his mind. The guilt and shame building more in the pit of his stomach, making his nauseous.  Hours of research on how to resolve this, but to no avail. He knew this had to be something from the heart, to show his true feelings and guilt that he felt to her if he wanted to save this relationship. It has been two weeks upon last seeing her by his side. He knew he was not good with expressing his feelings, everyone did. So he wrote her a letter every day they were apart, pouring his heart into every neatly written letter that was filled with love, adoration, and begging for forgiveness. Though, he has not sent them yet. Why? He wanted to hand deliver it, to show her he was committed and a changed man that could protect his partner.


After the incident, the count has fallen into despair. He feels the most emotion out of all members and does not know how to process them, even going as far as to breaking more of his ceramic tea set in a fit of rage and guilt. Even drinking specially blended herbal tea not aiding his constant headache from not sleeping. Ever since you have left his side, he could not sleep aside from short naps, that was over a week ago. It was safe to say he was at the lowest part of his life. Never once did he imagine to be as low as to lay a hand on his lover, especially over a petty object. He knew she was always clumsy, that is what made him love her any more. That particular day he was already frustrated, but taking it out on her was wrong and now he was paying for it. He knew he was to beg for her forgiveness, promising the sun and moon that he would never do it again and to be a better lover. 

Requested by anonymous. 

Jackson groaned when he felt a pair of tiny hands on his bare back, trying to shake him awake. This kid didn’t value sleep like he and April did.  Normally, he would roll away and laugh.

However, this morning he felt a sudden fogginess when tried to lift his head from the pillow and a scratchy throat as he tried to swallow.

He was sick. 

“Wake up, Daddy!” Samuel tried again not understanding the reason behind his father’s foul mood. The sun was up so he didn’t understand why he wasn’t.

Jackson grunted in reply and buried himself deeper into the bed sheets. He winced when he opened his eyes and quickly closed them. Samuel had opened the curtains a little causing some of the early morning light to stream through.

He slowly opened one eye and peered down at his son, who was regarding him with his head tilted in interest.


“Morning, Sam,” Jackson croaked and grimaced at the sound of his voice. He was definitely sick, but that didn’t mean he was going to admit it.

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Great finds for beginner witches! via Etsy

 • 101 different herbs kit

• 13 different colour chime candles

• ceramic chime candle holders

• set of 7 chakra crystals

• white sage smudge sticks

• pure essential oils

• set of 8 wood burned Witches Runes

• enchanting glass corked potion/spell bottles

• 7 boxes of incense sticks and incense burner

• cast iron mortar and pestle / cauldron combined


part two of progress pics! after 6+ hours spent carving bill cipher, the border lines, and the glyphs around the edges, it was time to paint them black with underglaze. i painted over everything with a coating of wax-resist, scratched it out of the ‘lineart’ designs, and then painted everything with black underglaze - a technique known as mishima. the wax will burn off in the kiln during the first firing, leaving the black pigment behind and readying it to be glazed and fired.


It was far into the night. The moon being the only thing peering through the curtains. Every time you fell back asleep you’d be woken by heavy breathing, or Shawn getting up, or back into bed. Just this morning a simple cold turned into the flue. Of course you went to the store, trying to get as many remedies as possible. Tea, medicine, soup… anything you could possibly think of. 

He had shown signs of getting better, but it quickly took a turn for the worse after the first hour he spent vomiting. You laid out blankets and pillows in the bathroom and Shawn slept in there for the majority of the afternoon. Only waking to throw up and then dozing back off again. 

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Harry Potter Hand Painted Teapot by MarsupialPudding


[This one is very special to me, because it’s my first life size, completely useable teapot. Perfect for any tea party with your Hogwarts schoolmates! I can’t wait to see this go to a special home. -Ash]


Relaxing Tea Time by Philippe Lorenzo

Lemon Uncrossing Spell

to Break a Curse In a sachet, combine the following herbs: St. John’s Wort, sage, calamus and dragons blood powder. Set the sachet aside for later.
Fill an incense brazier with dragons blood incense.
On your altar, you will need an athame, a whole ripe lemon, 1 white and 1 black candle, a bowl of salt and a bowl of water. You will also need a glass or ceramic plate to set the lemon on when you are done. Do not use paper or wood.
Light the candles and the incense.
Hold the lemon in both hands and visualize it magnetized and drawing the negative spell away from you. Dip your athame in the water then slice the lemon into three pieces. Set the athame aside and visualize the lemon drawing the negativity away from you and into the pulpy fruit. Repeat the following: As sour as this lemon be Charged and cut in pieces three With salt and water I am free Uncross me now, I will it be.