and i get the feeling that Robin’s earlier warning to Luffy about how alliances and betrayal go hand in hand will act as a foreshadowing of this upcoming alliance, which tbh wouldn’t really come as a surprise, especially with the way this current arc has been so far…
I probably the best reading week I’ve ever had, thanks to my incredibly wonderful friends who wrote fics for me for my birthday (they made a collection which you can find here! I am so, so thankful for them all 💙) as well as some other great updates!
Easy Now with My Heart by braveten, Teen, 12k (WIP) “Fast, Yuuri. Pow pow.” “Pow pow?” He giggles—Victor Nikiforov, figure skating champion, Olympic athlete, Yuuri’s idol, who is currently sick and delusional, giggles—and puts his hand on Yuuri’s chest, pillowing his head there, too. “Pow pow,” he repeats as he feels his heartbeat. “Pow pow, pow pow. Fast, see?” Oh. I LOVE THIS SO SO MUCH <3
Batter Up! by Shadow_sensei, Teen, 2.9k Victor and Yuuri are celebrating their birthdays together and decide to bake their own cakes, competing against each other to see which of their cakes will be the one to win over the party. Neither have baked a cake in years. SO cute!
Look How We’ve Grown by maydei, Teen, 7k Victor’s been alive for thirty years, but every day with Yuuri brings new surprises. Life. Love. Fun. Family. Yuuri’s presence in his life has brought them all, and Victor wouldn’t trade it for the world. LOVE!
they say its your birthday by ebenroot, Teen, 3.6k “Clowns are creepy. We’re not having a clown, Victor.” “What if I dressed up as a clown?” Yuuri is pensive for a moment, then he pushes his glasses further up his nose in a disapproving manner. “Then I’m afraid I won’t be able to have sex with you until that mental image of you in clown makeup is purged from my mind,” Yuuri says with a shrug. BABIES AND CAKE OMG
Duckling by missmichellebelle, Teen, 3.6k The ballet classes are, inevitably, Victor’s idea. THE MOMS IN THIS OMG I love the end, so adorable!
The Best Kind of Present by Reiya, Teen, 2.4k Yuuri is having a crisis over what to get Viktor for his birthday. Thankfully, Viktor already has a pretty good idea of what he wants… This is SOO AMAZING!!!
(Only By You) My Heart Always Movesby lily_winterwood, Teen, 6k This is their first birthday together, and he’s already screwing it up by not having a present for Yuuri. Yuuri, who had fought tooth and nail for them, who had traversed the seven seas to return to him, who had taken the words they had shared in the early months of their intimacy and turned them into something beautiful, something perfect. A-M-A-Z-I-N-G
To Loving Tension by whalefairyfandom12, Mature, “Hey, Yuuri?” / “Yes?” / “Did you know people write fanfiction about us?” Yuuri froze, any traces of sleepiness vanishing with his previous tranquility. / “What?” / “Mm. Phichit sent me a link. It’s tagged with endurance, hair pulling, blowjobs, possessive behavior, and they are in love.,” Viktor mused. “It sounds realistic so far.” OMFG… just… you have to read this omg!
A Hitman’s Guide to Emergency Gift-Giving by exile_wrath, Not Rated, 1.9k 1) In case of emergencies and not know what to give your husband for his birthday in twenty-four hours, the decapitated head of one of his lifelong enemies always works. REALLY awesome one-shot!!
Laundry Dayby cryingoverspilledvodka, lucycamui, Explicit, 7.3k The Katsuki-Nikiforov household takes a morning off to do laundry. Living together, it’s not just the bed that needs breaking in. THIS IS SO 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
Can’t Take My Eyes Off of You by flowercrownyuri (elevensong), Teen, 2.5k When Yakov gets bronchitis and can’t go with Yuri to Skate America, Victor fills in as a last minute backup coach. The problem? Skate America falls right before Yuuri’s birthday, and Victor won’t make it back in time to celebrate. Yuuri knows this, accepts it even, but he should know that nothing stands between Victor and what he wants. This is SO CUTE OMFG and Victor is so extra I love him <3
The Greatest Birthday of All by paxton1976, Mature, 3.2k When Yuuri and Viktor decide to have a belated birthday celebration, their gifts change their future for the better. I LOVE this fic, thank you Pax!!
Frozenheart & Hiddenfire by Thehobbem, Not Rated, 9.7k Being the youngest child in a family means you get to leave home and find Riches and Adventures your older siblings could only dream of - but Yuuri Katsuki wants nothing more than stay home and hide from Destiny. Which will be much harder to do once a certain ice wizard comes into town. SO good I love Victor in this!!
Perfect Collision, We Call it Art by LittleLostStar, Gen, 884 words Here’s the thing about Yuuri Katsuki: everyone underestimates him. It’s not really their fault, and in his healthier moments he’s able to acknowledge that it isn’t his fault either; it’s just how anxiety warps the world around him, like a miniature black hole or the world’s shittiest invisibility cloak. It coats him in a shimmering mirage of shyness and insecurity, and more often than not it’s basically impossible to remove. It’s hard to shine your brightest when you’re dragging all of that around. So the masquerade is kind of a no-brainer. I can’t wait for more!
Accidental Crush by Ashida, Mature, 4k (WIP) A university AU in which Yuuri’s phone is plagued with spam text messages and the one time he decides to text back results in the best thing ever. Omgomgomg
dear true love by cityboys, Teen, 63k (WIP) Victor is a writer pretending to be on a break; Yuuri is a pianist pretending to not be on a break.They meet, somehow, in the backwaters of Saga Prefecture, Japan. That update… my heart! </3
Butt Stuff by Plumpie, Explicit, 13k (WIP) AU in which top Japanese male figure skater Katsuki Yuuri is recovering from an invasive (and frankly, quite embarrassing) surgical procedure, and his visitation nurse turns out to be terribly, terribly attractive. If only they had met under less humiliating circumstances.
our doubts are traitors by astoryaboutwar, Explicit, 20k (WIP) the powered assassins AU in which betrayal comes first, forgiveness second, and love was always somewhere in the equation. WOW… that update!!
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I really enjoy reading your head canons 💖 this is my first time so could I request RFA V+Saeran reacting to an mc who's really into makeup and mc wanting to do their makeup? Thank you 💖
If MC asked if she could do his makeup, he’d probably be kind of reluctant
Just because he’s never worn makeup before, and he’s not sure if it’s appropriate for a guy to wear, even if it’s coming off right after
MC does up his makeup, and it’s so pretty, she has to take pictures
Then, she cleans it off of him (he kind of likes this part, despite himself) and whips out a completely different set of makeup, but refuses to explain
As she’s doing his makeup again, she keeps looking at a reference on her phone
When she’s done, she takes more pictures, then reveals to Yoosung she made him look like one of the top-tier bosses in LOLOL
He’s so excited by it that he willing posts the pictures and changes his profile picture online ^^
Even before they started dating, Jaehee noticed that, although MC never mentioned makeup, she never wore it the same way two days in a row
Like, it’s a different style or set of colors, and usually matches to MC’s outfits
Whenever Jaehee compliments or verbally acknowledges her makeup, MC smiles really big and Jaehee’s heart melts a little
Once they do start dating, Jaehee asks if MC will do her makeup and MC is just like, “My time has come!”
They set a day, MC brings more stuff that Jaehee thought she would, and MC makes a look for Jaehee that, when they do a selfie and post it to the Messenger, the guys almost don’t recognize her
Jaehee absolutely adores doing girly things like makeup with MC, and never quite gets into it the same way, but loves how enthusiastic MC is
He probably dotes on everything MC says, so when she starts talking make up, he talks brands used by the theater, and styles he’s seen for different shows
he totally has selfies of himself in some of those different styles, which makes MC freak out in excitement because it’s so cool
They swap some makeup tips, and when MC asks to do Zen’s makeup for fun, he agrees
After all, as an actor, he’s used to it (wouldn’t put it past him to wear makeup outside of the house, tbh, but nothing obvious)
So he just sits and waits patiently as she does his makeup, occasionally putting his hands on her hips or waist or something because she’s so close and he just wants to touch her
When she’s done, he’s very impressed and loves it
Maybe he even asks her to teach him so he can do it for her
MC is so enthusiastic, he can’t help but smile and gaze on adoringly
The moment he heard MC say, “I just love makeup” very casually, he was ready to buy MC a bunch
Jumin buys the best stuff, but also the colors that best go with MC’s features and coloring
He also gets her a ton of supplies so she can do it however she wants with any tool she could need
MC feels so spoiled and pampered, but she adores this and him
She’d probably ask if she could do his makeup when he had a day off so that could monopolize him and also do his makeup as wild as she wanted
He agrees out of curiosity, and is surprised by the end results
Then she tells him to close his eyes again, he does, she cleans some of the makeup off, then draws something, and when he checks the mirror again, she’s drawn cat whiskers and a little nose on him
He’s amused, pulls her into his lap and offers to draw whiskers on her as well
Oh please, the moment Saeyoung sees all her makeup, color varieties, etc, he asks her to do his makeup
Of course, he also wants to return the favor
So Saeyoung and MC end up sitting on the couch, doing each other’s makeup, little by little
And of course, Saeyoung thinks he looks adorable and loves what she did
They dress up to match their makeup and take a picture together, blowing kisses at the camera, then post it to the chats
They make it a regular thing to do makeup together or for each other, sometimes it’s ridiculous and fun, sometimes it’s down right sexy
One time they dressed up as nurses, and did really pretty, natural, cute makeup with highlights in pink and such
Another time they dragged Saeran in and did face paints, so Saeran was a tiger, Saeyoung a red panda, and MC a leopard (and they even had kitty ears and tails to match) (Saeran was so embarrassed and some candid shots from the photo shoot were of Saeran trying to smash the camera)
Clowns, they definitely dressed up as clowns
Usually, though, it’s just pretty stuff, contouring practice, etc
Well, being mostly blind he doesn’t have to worry about anything getting too close to his eye
He doesn’t get to see her wear makeup , but he loves hearing her describe her makeup for the day
The first time she does his makeup (he thought it’d be fun) he almost had a sensation overload because she kept touching his face so gently
One or twice they go out with him wearing makeup because his glasses cover up the obvious stuff
When he gets his eyes fixed, he still asks her to describe her makeup before he sees it
He still enjoys her applying makeup to him, even if he doesn’t wear it out anymore, as it’s very soothing
he already steals MC’s eyeliner
Okay, but Saeran probably knows how much she spends on makeup
But for some reason, he actually finds it kind of soothing to watch MC do her makeup
Like, it’s so basic and routine for her, picking colors (once he starts observing her, she starts asking his opinions), switching between brushes and tools, and just applying everything
The monotony and simplicity is probably what does it
One day, she waits for him in the bathroom, a brush in hand, and says, “Your turn.”
She got some makeup specifically for him, and, after a little pushing and prodding, Saeran sits down and lets MC apply his makeup
She gave him a punk look with the dark eyeliner and mascara and all that
Saeran likes it more than he wants to admit, so he washes most of the makeup off, but leaves the eye stuff in tact claiming, “it’s hard to get off”
he’s not wrong, but MC sees right through him and says nothing
Hey, I was just wondering if you could do an imagine of the joker raiding someplace and having the reader there and instead of dropping to the ground when he starts shooting she just stands there. Eventually he would walk up to her while raising a gun to her head and she says “Do it”. Please and thank you!
A/N: Here it is. I hope you like it boo :)
The main bank in Gotham seemed to busy all the time! I sighed impatiently and shifted my position on the dark blue seat. I had a bag on my legs with important papers I had to talk about, but I knew the wait would be long. There was at least 10 people ahead of me in the number line so I just had to sit and wait. It was friday so it was extra packed. People wanted their money, some had to discuss their issues and so on. I looked at the white marble floor and saw dozens of feet, heels and boots and sneakers. Gotham was full of people and everyone was different.
The clock started to get closer to 9 p.m. which meant that I had been waiting for half an hour. Wonderful.As I got up to go and use the washroom, I felt the ground shaking. A split second later a loud bang interrupted everything. I lost my balance and fell on the ground, landing on my bum. I grunted in pain as my tailbone got a hard impact.
What the fuck is going on?
The next thing I knew was that people were screaming in fear. I opened my eyes and saw people dressed up as clowns, pandas and all kinds of things running inside through a hole they created on the wall. Some were already stealing money and others guarded the hostages, us. One of the bad guys with a batman mask shot a man in his stomach and so I witnessed how he fell fell on the ground, crying out in pain. My eyes froze to look at the situation. The bad guy shot the man again, this time in his head. The innocent man died, just like that. I saw it all happen. His blood was pooling around his body and his head looked really fucked up. The sight made me feel sick.
This day had been the worst so I was too angry to let fear make me obey. I got up and looked around better. The furniture around the hole was set on fire and everything grew into a huge mess. A bad feeling was obvious in my gut. This was obviously a robbery. My body froze a little bit and then reality sunk in. We could all die.
‘’You’’ A raspy voice barked from behind me and then I heard a gun loading. A woman on the ground next to me whimpered and hid her head. I sighed shakily and turned around to face the guy holding me at gunpoint. Instead of facing someone with a silly mask, I saw the deepest reality of a criminal clown. Behind me was the one and only Joker.
My eyes widened as I met his blue ones. He looked at me angrily, making the black make-up around his eyes seem darker. His green hair was put back nicely and he had red lips. I was too scared to pay attention to his clothes, but I saw that he was wearing something black and dark red. Then I saw the gun he held, a personalized pistol aimed straight at me. My breath hitched in my throat. I was this fucking close to the Joker!
‘’Get down princess’’ He growled angrily and tried to scare me by raising the gun closer to my face. I gulped at looked at the hole of the gun that could shoot a bullet any second. Joker’s finger lied dangerously on the trigger, but he didn’t pull it yet. ‘’No’’ I answered sternly, slightly worried about doing so, but I didn’t want to surrender.
I saw confusion wash across Joker’s face. I bet I was one of the few people who told him that. ‘’If I were you, I’d listen to me’’ He warned me with a raspy voice. People around us were staring at me in disbelief. yes I was scared, my heart was pounding in my chest and I felt lightheaded, but I was too self assured to kneel down. They’d kill us anyway.
‘’Well clownface you’re not me’’ I spat at him angrily and then expected to get shot, but nothing happened. Joker looked at me wickedly, his eyes moving from my left eye to my right. He gritted his teeth and then squinted those crazy eyes of his. ‘’Don’t talk to me like that or I’ll shoot you!’’ Joker yelled at me and hit my stomach with the gun. I swallowed the pained cry and kept my eyes focused on his.
I didn’t expect my life to end like this..
‘’Do it’’ I whispered quietly, but I knew he heard me. I felt tears stinging my eyes. I was so close to crying, but I tried to hold my tears back. I stood there, completely in display for Joker to shoot me and that’s what I waited for. He waited as well. I grew a little impatient again. Maybe my life wouldn’t have to end like this. As he took good time to think, for some reason I didn’t know, I decided to attack him.
I leaped towards the crazy man in front of me and legit jumped on his chest. Joker nearly stumbled, but he caught his balance with his leg. Then he turned us over so I was the one falling. I hit the ground with my back, but it didn’t stop me from getting up again. Tears ruined my makeup and I cried silently, yet I kept trying. I tried to slap Joker, but he grabbed my wrist and pinned it around so it hurt a little bit.Then he put the gun in front of my face again.
Oh fuck. I thought quickly and kneed him, but I hit his leg which didn’t even hurt that much. ‘’You’re a naughty naughty girl’’ Joker hissed and then pushed me against the floor. He put his foot on my hips so i couldn’t get up. Then he pointed his gun towards me. ‘’Too bad I’ll have to kill you’’ He sighed and I watched his his pale finger hugged the trigger. ‘’Then do it’’ I encouraged this crazed criminal, facing the fact that I would die. It’s not like many people would miss me anyway.
I didn’t even bother to wipe away my tears. I just stared into Joker’s eyes and ignored the screams and gunshots in the background. What was he waiting for? ‘’Do it!’’ I screamed at him, hating this feeling. I was scared and angry at the same time. Just lying on the ground and waiting for my painful death was disgustingly awful. But the bullet didn’t seem to come.
Joker leaned down and grabbed my black jacket so he could pull me up to my feet. I grunted in pain because his touch was harsh. Then he pulled my back close to his chest and put the cold gun against my head, holding his other arm around my waist. All of this was so confusing!
But it didn’t take long for me to know why he did this. In front of us stood Batman, in his dark knight suit. I was the hostage that Joker would kill if Batman would come closer. I could feel my heartbeat all the way in throat as I stood there. I had never been this scared in my life. There was nothing I could do.
Joker’s goons were gone. Some were lying on the ground in pain, but most of them had escaped already. So it was Joker vs Batman with me in the middle. Yay. This felt like some kind of nightmare. ‘’Let her go Joker’’ Batman spoke with his deep voice. He could probably see my quivering body. ‘’Why would I? You don’t think I’m that fucking stupid do you?’’ Joker laughed darkly and caressed my cheek with the cold metal. Batman didn’t answer immediately. He seemed to be in deep thoughts.
‘’She doesn’t have anything to do with this’’ Batman tried again. He stepped closer, but Joker didn’t approve that. The next thing I knew was the Joker shot the ceiling and then put the gun back towards my head. Batman froze and didn’t come closer. The shot was a clear warning that I’d be next.
‘’Just go away Batsy. You can’t save her, just like you couldn’t save Rachel’’ Joker spoke darkly. Everyone knew about Rachel. Joker had set up a trap a few years ago which led Harvey Dent to lose his mind and half of his face. Then Rachel had died. Not that I liked what happened, but Rachel was my former co-worker and we never got along. When she died, I wasn’t that sad about it. But what Joker did was still wrong. Even tho he kinda did me a favour, I couldn’t say I wished for her death.
I noticed how Batman got angry by Joker’s rude comment. ‘’Now pretty how about we go out of here together and leave Batsy alone,hm?’’ Joker purred into my ear and tried to walk sideways to the entrance. A car had pulled over and a goon was driving. Batman hadn’t noticed, but I could tell him. Did I want to? This was all messing with my mind and I was way too confused to think straight.
Batman leaped closer to us. I startled so bad that I screamed and kicked the dark knight. Why? I didn’t want to get shot. ‘’Leave me alone!’’ I sobbed out loud to Batman, partly feeling guilty for kicking him. Batman seemed surprised and he stepped a few steps back. He tried to grab one of his weapons, but Joker was quicker. The next thing I knew was that he pushed me inside the car. Joker’s goons shot at Batman who had to seek shield. That gave Joker plenty of time to get in the car and so we escaped the scene.
‘’You did so well kitten’’ Joker laughed evilly and sat next to me. I was on my back and I was too scared to sit up straight. I had kicked the only person who could have saved me and now I was heading to ..who knows where with fucking Joker! I really fucked up.
‘’I didn’t mean to do that’’ I whimpered with a small voice. I was letting reality replace my shock and I got really scared. But a part of me found Joker really interesting. I knew I should hate him, but after thinking about the crazy clown prince of crime for a few years, my thoughts had formed a big mess. I had mixed feelings about this man.
‘’But you did it’’ Joker answered me and then took a deep breath. He wasn’t holding me at gunpoint anymore. ‘’There’s bad in you and I’ll promise to get it through baby’’ He added mysteriously. My eyes widened. Bad in me? ‘’I’m nothing like you’’ I hissed and then sat up a little better. So I’d either die or become like him? I knew I could try to escape, but we were in a car that drove so fast I bet the driver broke all the laws he could.If I’d jump out, I’d die.
‘’Don’t be so negative. You’re feisty, I like that’’ Joker admitted and seemed like a whole new person. Earlier he was more scary, now he was just plain crazy and a little flirty. I kept an angry glare on my face. ‘’Hey, drive us to the X4 hideout!’’ Joker growled angrily at the driver. His tone was really scary, something you wouldn’t want to make worse.
Then he turned to face me again. That’s when I paid attention to details. He had ‘damaged’ ‘J’ and a star tattooed on his white face. He had some scars from heists and his blue eyes were actually pretty. I felt like I could study his features and tattoos for ages, but I was too scared to. Also he was a bad guy. I shouldn’t be thinking like this. I should be more scared and more angry.
‘’I can see through your anger’’ Joker giggled and then grabbed something from his pocket. I followed his moves silently and then saw a cigar that he lit up and put the thick stick on his lips. He inhaled the toxins and after a few seconds breathed the smoke out. I tried to show him that I was disgusted, just because I wanted to go away. I put my hand on my nose and squinted my eyes.
‘’Want some?’’ He looked at me and offered me the cigar. I looked at it, then at Joker who seemed more relaxed around me and then I looked out of the window. We drove so fast that I couldn’t focus on anything. All I knew was that I was stuck with the Joker and it stressed me out. So I grabbed the cigar and inhaled it deeply. The smoke entered my body and made me feel both disgusted but relaxed. I breathed it out in the car and then gave it back to Joker.
‘’You didn’t mean it when you told me to do it didn’t you?’’ Joker asked me with a raspy voice. I felt a little numb, because this all happened so suddenly. I wasn’t sure what I should feel. Fear? Anger? Sadness? I was too baffled to know. I looked at Joker who had a smirk plastered on his face. ‘’You’ll find out’’ I replied shortly and then shut my eyes.
The Woody Collective is a Stand Alone Complex. This is like when one person dressed up as a clown to scare people and other people started doing it, taking advantage of the one that went viral to start a trend of unrelated people making an event of it. The Woody Collective is a formation of many people piggybacking on one or few people’s ideas and forming a TRUE, REAL COLLECTIVE. A collective of people who do not know each other, but stand for the same end goal: eliminating tumblrs fascists and bad blogs. This is incredible.
(Author’s Note: Heyo, Rainy here! Just a little something I wanted to post in between requests. I was feeling kind of lonely last night and came up with this idea just because. Just some silly fluff to cheer you up if you need it! Also, gif is not mine. Credit to original owner!)
It was an ordinary day in Avengers Tower. No villains. No evil plots or schemes to sabotage. It seemed that the crappy weather had taken care of that. Gray clouds seemed to cover the entire city of New York, and what little patches of sky were visible were dark as well. Raindrops covered the windows and tap-tapped on the roof.
Steve and Bucky sat on either end of the leather couch in the hangout at the top floor of Avengers Tower. You stretched out across them, head resting on Bucky’s lap and legs dangling across Steve’s. Both soldiers watched rather boredly as you flipped through the TV channels, one arm draped across your forehead dramatically. It was a miserable day, and what better way to be bored than with your friends?
Footsteps echoed on the smooth floor, signaling Tony Stark’s entrance. The eccentric billionaire donned a t-shirt and pair of ripped jeans instead of a suit, which meant he had been busy working in the garage on his Iron Man tech. He paced over to the bar to pour himself a quick glass of water, most likely parched from his work. He gulped the clear liquid down, pausing to stare at the three of you in between gulps. You, Bucky, and Steve stared back at him until, finally, he set the glass down and spoke.
“Yeesh, what’s going on in here? You all look miserable.”
“Thanks. It’s really nice to see you too,” you quipped, giving him a look.
“Yeah, I could tell by your faces when I walked in the room. They just lit up.” His retort earned a snort from each of you, and he stuffed his hands in his pockets, sparing a glance out the window. “Weather’s got you down?”
“I had plans to go out for a jog,” Steve explained, resting his chin on the palm of his hand.
“And I wanted to visit the store. We’re out of plums,” Bucky grumbled, arms folded.
“Not to mention I was going to head down to Central Park for a relaxing afternoon out,” you added. “Basically, the rain messed up all our plans.”
“So we’re just here being bored together,” Bucky finished, eyes fixed on the TV screen which had gone static.
Tony rolled his eyes unsympathetically, walking to stand in front of the TV screen. “Okay, first of all, Steve, there is a very expensive workout room that I had built into the basement of the Tower, complete with a running track.”
“It’s not really the same, you know?” Steve shrugged. “I like being out in the morning air and seeing the sun come up.”
Tony gave him a look, but moved on. “And Bucky, are you really going to let rain come between you and your plums? Man up, put on a trench coat, and go out.”
Lastly, Tony’s gaze rested on you. “_______, you do realize this is Avengers Tower. We have an indoor pool, food, a library, food. That sounds like a pretty relaxing afternoon to me.”
“I’ve done all that stuff already,” you stretched your arms out and yawned.
“Whatever. It’s not like I invested a whole lot of money in-” The pounding of rain on the windows increased until it nearly drowned out his voice. A deafening boom of thunder sounded, and lightning flashed.
“Wow. That doesn’t sound too good,” you mused. “We should turn the lights off.”
Tony looked at you as if you had suggested everyone dress up as clowns and go running through the streets of New York.. “Why?”
“To watch the storm. I like feeling all safe and cozy inside while that craziness is happening outside.”
“Me too,” Steve agreed. “That’s a good idea. Let’s do it.”
Even Bucky’s usual scowl was replaced by a smile at the idea. “I like the sound of that.”
That was yet another reason why you got along with them so well. Tony and the others were so reliant on technology, that they sometimes forgot to sit back and enjoy the simpler things in life. Steve and Bucky enjoyed technology and its benefits, but like you, they were a bit old-fashioned and liked to step away and take time to appreciate other things.
“Come on, Stark. There’s more to life than heated pools and tinkering with robots,” Steve went on.
“Even most of your library is digital,” you pointed out.
“Yeah, pfft, electricity. Who needs that?” Tony joked, waving his hand dismissively. “Excuse me for taking advantage of modern conveniences. Sorry I’m not a tree-hugging, bird-watching nymph like all of you.”
Bucky snorted, and you laughed. You sat up and went around the room, shutting off lights along the way. Steve jumped to his feet and took care of the last set of lights before the two of you rejoined Bucky on the couch, you snuggled in between them. The room was very dark, save for the dim light from the gray sky that seeped in through the windows.
“Come sit,” you motioned for Tony to take a seat. You could see his outline hesitate before shrugging and walking over to sit down on Bucky’s other side. “There. Isn’t this nice?”
Thunder continued to boom, lightning flashed, and the rain thrummed against the windows harshly. It might be a scary thing to witness, but snuggled in between two very good friends that you trusted, you felt safe and warm.
“You know,” Tony broke the silence in the conversation. “This is actually really nice.”
“Yep,” you agreed with a nod. “But something’s missing…”
“We need a fort,” Steve chuckled.
“Exactly. See, this is why we’re friends.” You jumped up and hurried out of the room before anyone could protest. “Be right back! I’m just going to grab some materials!” You headed straight for the nearest closet full of sheets, towels, extra pillows, etc…And started gathering everything you could carry.
“I have to admit, when you mentioned a fort, I thought this would be stupid,” Tony confessed. “But this…This right here is awesome.”
“It’s perfect,” you agreed, tossing a couple of flashlights inside.
Bucky was making the finishing touches, setting down a stack of books to hold a sheet in place. Even you hadn’t expected it to turn out so cool. It really was an impressive fort.
“We good?” Steve asked.
“Yeah, this should hold up just fine,” Bucky replied. You dropped to your hands and knees and crawled in to bury yourself in the pile of blankets and pillows. Bucky ducked in, chuckling as you rolled yourself up like a burrito.
“Steve! Tony! Come on in!” you called.
Steve crawled in, following by Tony fumbling his way in. Both of them found their own blankets and pillows and got comfortable. The four of you turned your attention to the little window the group made so you could see the storm. A loud boom of thunder sounded, and you rolled over to snuggle against Bucky’s side.
“Comfortable?” he asked, unable to hide a small smile.
You grinned up at him. “Very”
Tony shifted so that he was lying obnoxiously across your stomach. “Me too.”
“Dork.” You ruffled his hair.
“Hey, not cool.”
“Oh my gosh!” a new, but familiar, voice exclaimed from somewhere outside the fort. “Is that a fort?”
“Clint, care to join us?” Steve called.
“Heck yeah!” He bounded over to scrambled inside. A few of you had to move over to make room. “Wow, this is so cool. You guys watching the storm?”
“Yep, it’s actually more fun that I thought it would be,” Tony replied.
“Nat would love this.”
“Love what?” The read-headed agent appeared at the entrance of the fort suddenly, making all of you jump in surprise. Clint screamed. “Calm down,” Natasha told him. “It’s only me.”
“Bruce?” you questioned. “Is that you?”
“Oh gosh, we seriously are going to need more room,” Clint commented. The next thing you knew, everyone was squeezed in beside each other in the fort.
“This is ridiculous,” Natasha said, but you could see the smile on her face.
“Rogers. You wouldn’t mind getting your elbow out of my shoulder, would you?”
“Well maybe your shoulder needs to get off my elbow, Tony.”
Most of you were chuckling and playfully shoving each other. Except Bruce, who was struggling with the fact he was in such a small space. It was such a silly and fun time, a nice change from all the high-stress situations the lot of you were usually in. Meanwhile, the storm went on outside.
You thought it was unfortunate that the rest of the team couldn’t be there to enjoy it, but they had their own missions to deal with. Your group spent the rest of the stormy evening talking and laughing over just about everything. After the conversation died down, you all fell into a comfortable silence. You were pretty sure you heard Tony snoring. That guy almost never slept, so this was probably good for him. It was so calming that you felt your eyelids growing heavy.
“Go ahead and sleep, doll,” Bucky told you quietly, patting your shoulder.
makes sure his kids and wife are always properly fed
type to steal his daughter’s princess tiara away from her so he can wear it
insists on cooking and baking for their birthday parties
allows the kids to help him cook (ex. wash the vegetables)
makes lots of embarrassing dad jokes, sometimes on purpose sometimes not
let’s his kids paint his nails
loves to arrange play dates
the type to grill his daughter(s) boyfriend
would never admit in front of his kids that they were better looking than him but behind their backs he would gush about how they’re the gems of his world
would love to carry them on his shoulders
extreme soft spot for daughters (he’d feel more protective over them)
likes to take naps with his kids
often observes them from afar unable to believe they’re his
extremely understanding of the mistakes his kids make
tends to accidentally swear in front of them a lot
complains a lot but would lowkey like playing dress up with them
let’s them play with his hair and put make up on him
would encourage his kids to follow their dreams no matter what others thought of them, at the same time reminding them that he’d be proud and love them no matter what they chose
would constantly tell his wife they liked him more than her and that he was the cooler parent (lil shit)
when they were older, he’d constantly jokingly threaten to disown them whenever he was done with them lol
would teach his kids how to rap if they wanted to learn
loves to read them bedtime stories
since he loves fashion, you can bet his kids would look like little fashionistas
i can see him creating an instagram for them similarly to tablo and haru
helps them with homework
type to scare away the monsters hiding under their beds
being the accident prone individual he is, he’d be afraid they’d turn out the same so he would take extra measures to child proof everything for his kids sake and his own (knowing him though one sec he’d have his child on his lap the next they’d be on the floor crying)
helps them in whatever way possible to help them achieve their dreams
dresses up as Santa Clause for Christmas but instantly gets caught by his kids
loves to take them to get ice cream
would teach his children english
would teach his kids how to rap if that was something they were interested in
he’d be very affectionate
join in on his kids screaming (his poor wife)
even though he’s not the most studious he’d try his best to help his kids with their homework
he’d also be supportive af
he’d love to cuddle with his kids
he’d love to tuck them in and give them a good night kiss on the forehead
kisses their “boo boos” better
type to hang and even frame his kids drawings and keep whatever they made him
he would cry on any special day (ex. first day of school, graduation)
constantly remind his kids that they meant the world to him and he loved them unconditionally
his kids would come out as extra as him
teach his kids how to dance (he’d get so excited if one of them took an interest)
calls daughter his “little princess”
buys them a lot of gifts and unintentionally spoil tf out of them (his wife would need to intervene lol)
sings to his kids whenever they have nightmares
he’d always have a smile on his face when he was near them
loves to kiss his wife in front of them just to hear them say “ew”
loves giving them piggy back rides and pretending to be a plane
ruffles their hair a lot
goes all out for their birthdays
would always be fascinated by how small his kid(s) hands were
would constantly show them off to the other members (”look at how cute my kids are, they’re cuter than jungkook”)
who’s the parent again?
bends to his children’s will lol
takes a lot of pictures and likes recording important moments (ex. first steps)
he’d constantly be proud to call them his kid and show them off a lot
type to dress up as a clown for their birthdays and accidentally scare tf out of them
love to tickle them
he’d have a lot of inside jokes with them that’d leave his wife curious
he’d love to play with them
would never yell at his kids and if he did he’d feel bad immediately afterwards
would pinch their cheeks a lot
he’d love his children so much and he’d always remind them that he did
he’d be laid back but extremely protective at the same time
he’d tease his kids a lot
he’d love to sit them on his shoulders
the type to get scolded by his wife for using his kids as weights lol
loves taking them on adventures to the park, beach, etc
would probably turn his children into memes
goes crazy on their costumes for Halloween and building mini haunted houses with them
loves to travel with his family
often saves the “i love you”s for important events so they’re more special
I must confess I took a lot of humor out of Sam’s fear of clowns.
I apologize but it’s too inequitably humorous considering what we know of clowns. They are nothing more than humans who wear the masks who generally don’t intend on scaring people. Then of course you have those odd kinds of people that do dress up as clowns just for the sheer joy of scaring people.Wow I sound like Cas(s).
“Clowns are creepy. We’re not having a clown, Victor.”
“What if I dressed
up as a clown?”
Yuuri is pensive for a moment, then he pushes his
glasses further up his nose in a disapproving manner. “Then I’m afraid I won’t
be able to have sex with you until that mental image of you in clown makeup is
purged from my mind,” Yuuri says with a shrug.
dedicated to @victuurificthings!!! Happy birthday Hailey and thank you for everything that you do because u 👏do👏so👏much👏 best🏆person ever u do so much🙌thank u for everything u do🙌👍✨💕💖
i swear to god your food posts are the only ones that REALLY get to me. bloody clown standing in the middle of an open field with a black balloon? yeah sure fine whatever. candy in something you would not normally put candy in? OH GOD PLEASE HELP ME IM ACTUALLY DYING SAVE ME
ITS BECAUSE YOU EXPECT A BLOODY CLOWN IN A FIELD ITS LIKE “THATS UNDERSTANDABLE THATS FINE” BUT THE VISCERAL HORROR OF SEEING LIKE, BAKED BEANS COVERED IN CHOCOLATE SAUCE INSIDE OF A PAIR OF TIMBS? ABSOLUTELY HORRIFYING
ANY ASSHOLE CAN DRESS UP AS A CLOWN AND SLAP A TIMESTAMP ON THEIR PHOTO BUT IT TAKES A REAL MONSTER TO THINK UP SUNDAE RAMEN OR NYQUIL CHICKEN