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Steggy Fic: When the Quinjet’s a-Rockin’

I’ve written a drabble or short fic for every day of Steggy Week 2k17! This was written for Day 2: AU or Crossover. Previous days: Day 1

Note: Despite the title, this is rated PG. And Peggy being alive and young in the 21st century is technically an AU, right?

Natasha, Steve, and Peggy scrambled into the Quinjet as Clint lifted off, full throttle almost before the ramp had fully locked into place. They threw themselves flat onto the floor, bracing against each other and catching their breaths as the ship accelerated and banked sharply.

“We’re cloaked and clear!” Clint called back after a few minutes. The weight pressing against them slowly lifted, and the floor tilted back to horizontal.

Natasha got to her feet and headed for her locker, already shrugging off her jacket. She could hear Steve and Peggy getting up behind her, murmuring softly to each other, and she took a little extra time stowing everything away to give them a bit of privacy.

When she finally turned around, Peggy’s jacket was askew and the collar of Steve’s uniform had been pulled open. They were both flushed, staring at each other. Natasha raised her eyebrows.

“You do realize I’m right here,” she said conversationally, hands on her hips. “Rogers, I know I’ve tried to set you up on dates, but I didn’t mean I wanted a front row seat for the makeout part.”

“Sorry,” said Peggy, managing to look both genuinely contrite and not really sorry at all. She stepped away and moved to stow her gear. She and Steve still looked so hot and bothered that Natasha had to hide a smirk. Apparently Captain America and Agent Carter really enjoyed narrow escapes.

They moved forward to the jump seats together, and Natasha sat down, swinging a terminal towards herself. “Rogers, get your hand off Carter’s ass,” she said sternly, without looking around. “She needs it to sit on while she helps me write the mission report.”

Peggy obediently sat, leaning over Natasha’s shoulder to look at the screen. “Well,” she said, “everything went nearly according to plan. You do have the data cube, don’t you?”

Natasha nodded. “I packed it away in the cargo area while you were busy making eyes at your young man.”

Peggy made a face. “I was not making eyes at him. We were just -” She glanced back at Steve and trailed off, distracted.

“Oh my God,” said Natasha, looking between the two of them. “I’d tell you to get a room, but there’s only one room in a Quinjet, and we’re all in it.”

“Sorry,” said Peggy again, clearing her throat. She looked back at the screen. “Where were we?”

Steve, still standing, leaned over Peggy’s shoulder to scan the report. “I was outside the whole time, fighting off Hydra goons. Peggy’s the one who infiltrated the lab.”

Peggy nodded, then turned to Natasha. “I lost you in the hallway, and I didn’t see either of you again until I’d tripped the alarm and we were all outside.” She turned away and sucked in an almost imperceptible breath. Natasha risked a sidelong glance and saw that Steve had dropped a hand to Peggy’s shoulder and was absently stroking his thumb along her collarbone.

“Okay!” said Natasha, standing up briskly. “I’m going to go up and sit with Clint for a bit. You two go… splash cold water on yourselves or whatever you need to do. I don’t want the details.” She strode the few steps forward and around the bulkhead. Behind her, she could hear murmured voices, a muffled squeak from Peggy, and a moment later the click of the latch on the tiny washroom.

“Well,” she said, plopping into the co-pilot seat next to Clint and resting her elbows on the console in front of her, “I hope you don’t have to pee.”

Clint raised an eyebrow. “That’s a pretty small space. Do you think they’ll both fit?”

There was a thud from the back of the Quinjet. “Bloody hell!” came Peggy’s muffled voice, annoyed but breathless.

“The sink takes up a lot of space,” said Natasha. They both stared out the front window for a while. “They aren’t normally this bad,” she said. “Must be the adrenaline. And it’s their first mission together since Steve got frozen.” She tilted her head. “Do you think they were like this back then? Sneaking off to the woods after they blew up a Hydra base back in World War II?”

Clint shrugged. “It’s not really the kind of thing that makes it into the official reports.”

There were a few more muffled noises behind them.

Clint elbowed her. “And you used to try to set him up because you thought he needed to get laid. Are you happy now?”

“I didn’t think I’d have to have a front row seat,” she said. Clint grinned at her, and she sighed. “I know, be careful what you wish for.”

The comms beeped, and both Clint and Natasha leaned forward, eager for a distraction. Tony appeared, eyebrows raised. “Well? Did you get it?” he asked, anxiously.

Natasha nodded. “Mission accomplished. No casualties on our side.”

“ETA three hours,” added Clint.

“Awesome. Bring it all down to the lab when you get here,” said Tony. “Hey, where are Cap and Carter?”

Clint cleared his throat.

Tony looked interested. “What, are they in the bathroom joining the Mile High Club?”

Natasha and Clint looked at each other.

“Oh my God,” said Tony, eyes widening. “They are?”

“I’m pretty sure they were already members,” said Natasha, thoughtfully.

Tony made a face.“This whole thing with Cap and Aunt Peggy is really damaging my delicate psyche.”

“Be glad you’re not here then,” said Natasha, with feeling. “The whole ship’s shaking a little.”

There was another muffled noise from the back. Tony’s eyes widened. “Oh my God, was that Cap? I did not ever need to hear Steve Rogers make a noise like that.” He shook his head as if to clear it. “I thought sex in a Quinjet was something only I would try.”

“But Pepper wouldn’t,” said Natasha. “So you’d have the bathroom to yourself.”

“Ha ha,” said Tony. “See you in a few hours. Hope you have earplugs!” He reached forward and the screen went blank.

“Do we have earplugs?” Natasha asked Clint. “Please tell me we have earplugs.”

Clint grinned and flipped the switches of his hearing aids to their off positions. “Enjoy the flight, Nat!”

A curious traveller once stumbled upon a fearsome dragon.

                                  But instead of running away, she befriended the marvelous creature.

After all, the things that seemed most dangerous were also the most exciting

                                                                                                           And so, she never looked back

damnstevens  asked:



I heard that the question was asked but I didn’t know it was by you wtf!!!!

also I’m literally going to march to berlanti’s house and shove my script for next season at him and all it is is just 10000 pages of Len Mick and Ray bantering and being domestic so that solves that problem

anonymous asked:

Hey I got a funny Shiro story for you bug. So I drew a picture last October I think of Shiro, he's kind of got a seductive smirk and one raised eyebrow. I really like it so I put it on my door. One night I was walking back to my room in a towel, made eye contact with Shiro, and got so flustered I apologized and couldn't look at him until I got in my room and closed the door. It took me awhile to remember it was a picture.

god this is such a me thing

here are a few things i'd like to address about the whole sprousehart thing


it is okay to look at people and think, ‘hey! they would look good together.’ there’s no wrong in that. also, when i say relationship, i mean it either way, platonic and/or romantic because frankly, i am not quite sure what they are to each other. this post is not directed towards anyone i know on tumblr specifically, so if you feel targeted, i apologise for making you feel that way as i only made this because i’m so tired of going to the sprousehart tag and seeing this and of some people who make them feel uncomfortable. i also apologise in advance for my punctuation and spelling errors for i’m typing this out on my phone. now that that has been established, let’s begin.


privacy. do you not see what some of you are doing here? everytime i’m scrolling through my instagram feed and i read the comments on their photos, i cringe and i’m pretty sure that at this point, most of you know why. asking them about their relationship and/or forcing their relationship on them is creepy and not cool. it’s very clear that they want to keep whatever it is that is going on with them a secret so maybe we could respect that and their decision? like decent human beings? so, please stop tagging them in sprousehart posts, filling lili’s ask box with questions about them, commenting on their friends and family’s posts about them and stalking them (pretty sure y'all don’t do it but still, don’t do it.)


ship wars. my god, this annoys me so much you guys have no idea. okay so i can’t believe it has gotten to the point where it’s become sprousehart vs colen*ti. why can’t both ships just stay in their own tags and learn how to tag properly? stop sending hate to each other and if you want to call someone out, please be kind, polite and understanding first. if the presence of a particular blog in your tag upsets you, you block them and/or confront them about it nicely not send hate to them and call their ship 'delusional’??


hate. some of you hate on the real people, who are friends with ½ of your ship because you’re paranoid that they will get in the way of you ship. jesus, it’s like some of you treat cole and lili like their fictional characters on a show. i’m going to go a little more into detail now so stay with me, you guys. cole is an extremely touch feely person and majority of the people who stan him are girls. so if a fan wants to kiss him on the cheek in a photo, he’s going to happily oblige. so don’t send him hate claiming that 'he’s cheating on lili’ and don’t send the fan hate, for gods sake. lili has friends who are -wait for it- the opposite sex. shocker? and just because some days she chooses to hang out with her friends instead of cole does not mean that they aren’t dating anymore or that she’s cheating.

anonymous asked:

Hey!!! Just wanted to say, I'm a HUGE fan of your art (have notifications turned on for mobile), and I just saw that post about you being happy abt people tagging it as kin and I got very excited because your lup design is very close to what I looked like (and its in a pretty style to boot!!! wowie zowie) and it really made my day to see that??? OK thanks I'm outie 🔥🔥🔥

YELLS thank u so much????? this is the sweetest thing ive ever heard whoa wow, heart eyes

kateitron  asked:

Hey when you say you have a dinotopia AU, is that based off the movie?

Oh dear, don’t watch that thing, it’s pretty bad.

Go look up James Gurney, he made the original books and just have wonderful oil illustrations in general. 

I just haven’t made a lot yet because I got a distracted by other things, and I only own the first book to draw references from. 

People talk a lot about McCree’s responses to actually having food regularly available when he joins Blackwatch but like, other things to consider for this poor kid

  • His reaction upon seeing he has a BED, like an actual bed, there’s enough blankets on it for him to roll up in it twice and he does.
  • Not only that he gets his own ROOM? Plenty of people in Blackwatch bunk together but Gabe didn’t want that with McCree since he was still a minor when he joined so, perks.
  • McCree is actually allowed to keep his own things now. For a while he had a habit of hiding them in his room, when Gabe finds them he’s terrified they’re gonna get taken and it’s like no… they’re yours…
  • People often have Gabe being strict on him (and I’m sure he would be) but I think after day 1 Gabe would be VERY careful with the language he uses. The first time he shouts at him he can see McCree flinching, steeling himself like he’s about to get punched in the face or worse. He doesn’t yell at McCree anymore (overtime when they trust each other more he uses harsher language when necessary)
  • Gabe almost exhausted with how often McCree asks permission to do ANYTHING but doesn’t get upset because he knows why the kid does it
  • Don’t touch me on the concept of McCree thinking that the moment you become a risk you get left for dead. I hurt thinking about him stuck somewhere on a mission, just waiting to either die or be forced to save himself only for Gabe to save him.
  • Or Gabe’s surprise cause he almost expects the kid to be lazy but after a couple of late mornings the kid’s pushing himself really hard on training, always volunteering for cleaning duties, because he’s worried if he’s not being useful he’ll get kicked out.
  • “You want me to what?” “Take a short vacation kid.” “We…. have those…????”
  • “Kid I told you to take a break.” “I… don’t understand boss what’s a break…”
  • “You know Jesse, when I punished you and told you to polish the guns I didn’t expect you to be in here for an entire day.” “Uh, but, don’t they need to be spotless?” “*sigh* No but uh… you know what? Good job, go get some sleep.”
  • “Jesse…” “Yeah boss?” “Listen, a cleaning assignment doesn’t mean it has to look like new. Will you stop scrubbing the toilet, please?”
  • “Hey boss, made some dinner!” “J-Jesse… why is there so much?” “Well we had it and now we have leftovers to last us a week.” “Jesse…”
  • Or shit let’s talk about WATER rationing cause on route 66 I doubt it was a common thing. Jesse was probably used to running on one jug a day (like two cups at most). Like first day of rly hard training the kid PASSES OUT from dehydration and like. “Jesse, how much water have you had today?” “Uh? I had a little this morning I guess… with coffee…” “…. that’s it?” “Yeah why?” “Oh god.”
  • Gabe has to buy him a special water bottle so Jesse remembers to drink enough during the day.
  • Jesse hoarding sweets for a special occasion and Gabe has to remind him that “I can get you more, easy, if you need it, just eat it god.”
  • Oh god or clothing habits like, “Jesse, I gave you more than one uniform for a reason.” “What do you mean?” “I mean if one gets dirty you can wear a fresh one until laundry day jesus kid go change.”
  • On that note, it’s a two month battle to force Jesse to shower regularly.
  • He still hates showering regularly, to this day, but he does it.
  • Also it takes Gabe aprox. 1 day to figure out that Jesse uses the hat not just for kicks but as a confidence booster (feel stronger with it sort of thing) and allows him to wear it in spite of the uniform.
  • Other members steal it once, once, they never do again.

Hey guys, Jo’s back!! after a month (ish) semi-hiatus, here’s a little overture to hopefully an entire symphony of posts. This is my bullet journal spread from last week, but as you can see, it’s only for thursday and friday. That week, I had to plan out my day by the hour because I had a lot of things to do, mainly study for my AS levels. The timeslots are mostly blank because I took the photos before I planned for the two days (I think it was Tuesday).

Some materials I used are the Tombow brush pen in the color 772, a coral-pink (?) Zebra mildliner, a 0.5 sarasa pen, uni-pin 0.1 drawing pen, and a 0.7 Muji gel pen.

Oh, and also featured is a simple collage thing I made inspired by Paramore’s (aka my favorite band in the entire universe) new single Hard Times (which I definitely recommend you listen to even if you’ve never listened to them before), along with fake polaroids of the trio.

And yeah, hope I can update more often and post more content. Coming tomorrow is a May monthly planner and calendar printable, so look out for it!

Ohmygosh SO many of the tags on that post of mine are things along the lines of ‘I used to have a Sonic OC’ ‘maybe I can use them’ or ‘I haven’t thought about my OCs in years’ and things to that effect.

SEE? THIS. THIS IS WHAT I WAS TALKING ABOUT! Look around you! Look at how many people are suddenly thinking about the OCs they made when they first got into Sonic and it’s not necessarily with shame and revulsion… it’s suddenly with NEW APPRECIATION. All these people who had OCs, once upon a time, but who probably put them aside out of shame because of the stigma surrounding it.

Now SEGA has said ‘Hey! No, that’s okay! Your OCs are valid and awesome! Make them! They can do what you always dreamed of and help Sonic save the world! They’re canon! They’re in the story! They’re important!’

And suddenly all these fans are rising from the depths, shedding the shame and embarrassment and thinking ‘Maybe that OC is okay after all..?’and ‘I should revamp them and try again…’

THIS is how it’s going to change things! THIS is why it’s important! THIS is what I’m so thankful to SEGA for!

So, again and again, thank you, SEGA. For giving us the one thing the Sonic fandom has needed for years.

Acknowledgement that this is 100% acceptable and okay. ♥

uh my hand slipped while I was yelling about this


Rebelcaptain The Mummy!AU

- Are you sure you want to be playing around with this thing?
- It’s just a book. No harm ever came from reading a book.

Partly for Rebelcaptain Appreciation Week’s AU of your choice prompt, and partly because I just really, really love The Mummy.


HEY IT’S A (really late) VALENTINE’S DAY SEQUEL TO THIS! You should really look at that to understand what’s going on, but as a quick backstory to this, Adrien found out the scarf he thought his dad gave him was from Marinette, it upset him too much so he gave it back to her.

And then I hated that it was just angst so I made this to make up for it? What started as a one page thing turned into a too-many-pages thing. Hence being like… 2 weeks later for V-day. Oh well! Enjoy!

Also, as for what Marinette actually got Adrien…