prompt: arin rages so hard at a game that he actually starts crying. dan quickly turns off the capture and then they both lie on the couch as dan strokes arin's hair and shooshes him and tries to calm him down.
okay so i’ve got a few prompts in my inbox, but the minute i saw this one, i immediately sat down and wrote. i love this so goddamn much.
it’s got everything–caring, warm danny, emotionally compromised arin, and feelsy hurt/comfort. add in egobang and you’ve got the perfect mix.
i love them. thanks for the prompt! i hope you like it!
One thing that Danny was pretty proud of was his ability to sense Arin’s mood and general emotions at any given time.
For example, when he first was getting to know Arin, he’d get worried after a con when Arin would suddenly go quiet and enter a slump. When he’d asked Suzy, she’d just explained that Arin “got like this” after cons, and was perfectly fine. He just needed some time to recuperate.
Now it was Danny who explained to concerned friends what was happening to Arin after cons. He’d always get a sort of swell in his chest, as though he were oddly proud to know Arin this personally.
That was to be expected, though. Especially after realizing he was in love with Arin a few months ago.
After a lot of confusion involving Danny avoiding Arin for two weeks and a confused and hurt Arin practically breaking down Danny’s front door, he and Arin had shared a personal conversation involving feelings and fears. They’d immediately gone to Suzy, because she had an important place in this conversation, too.
But that was the past now, and Danny still marveled at the fact that he could call Arin his boyfriend casually and it was considered normal. Arin and Suzy were husband and wife, but he and Arin were boyfriends.
He was happy with that. Arin had more than enough love to share, and Suzy thought it was marvelous that they made each other happy. He still couldn’t believe a person as kind and understanding as Suzy existed.
Which brought him to his current situation.
Arin was frowning at the screen, his brow furrowed as he attempted the boss battle for the sixth time. Danny was beginning to worry about him.
Arin had been working extremely hard the past few weeks. He’d hardly spent any time with Danny, as he’d been flying from one project to the next. Danny had also been very busy, but he knew Arin had a tendency to overwork. He was worried that Arin hadn’t been taking proper care of himself.
Danny had asked earlier, tentatively, if Arin was doing alright. Arin had chuckled and kissed Danny’s forehead fondly, telling him that he was fine. But Danny watched him now with concerned eyes; it was just like Arin to worry about everyone but himself.
Now, as Arin died for the seventh time, Danny bit his lip.
“Wanna take a break, dude? This boss looks pretty rough.”
Arin’s head jerked, his eyes darting to follow his character. “Nah, man, it’s fine–shit–totally fine. I’ve got this–goddammit!”
The game over screen flashed in front of them for only a moment before Arin started it up again, throwing his character back into the fight. Danny glanced at Arin, unsure.
“Okay, but only a couple more tries. Then we’re stopping.”
He’d tried to sound firm, but Arin didn’t even seem to register his command as he pushed on. “The trick is, to, um…just…”
With a sickening crack the game over screen flashed at them again, and Arin seemed to still, his face bright red.
Danny prepared himself for the outburst of curses and yells.
But they never came.
Arin continued staring at the screen, his eyes dropping in defeat. He took a deep breath, glancing up again, and opened his mouth.
Arin burst into tears.
It was so startling Danny jumped, not used to seeing Arin so distraught. In fact, he could only recall seeing Arin cry before a handful of times, and never like this. It was uncanny to see the normally cheerful man look so…small.
He did the first thing that came to mind, which was reach out for Arin. He sought Arin’s familiar form, curling his arms protectively around him. “Hey. Hey, Big Cat. C’mere.”
Arin dropped the forgotten controller, curling into Danny’s chest. His hands gripped Danny’s old t-shirt, but he didn’t give a shit. He stroked Arin’s back soothingly, resting his head atop Arin’s. “Let it all out, big guy. Shh, I’ve got you. I’m here for you, baby.”
The cries were heart-wrenching, tearing a hole in Danny’s heart. Arin sounded so desolate and unhappy that Danny just wanted to wrap him up in a safe little ball and never let anything bad touch Arin ever again.
After a few sniffles, the wails subsided, and Arin’s grip on Danny’s shirt loosened. “Sorry,” he whimpered.
Danny stroked Arin’s hair, feeling terrible. “Don’t feel sorry, Big Cat. You’ve got nothing to be sorry about. I’m worried about you.”
Arin stayed hidden for another moment before turning his head upward to look at Danny. His heart ached at the sight of Arin’s puffy eyes and wet face. “I just…sometimes all the work catches up to me…and I miss you so goddamn much and feel guilty because I hardly get to spend any time with Suzy…and then I just feel all the weight of everything on my shoulders, but it’s my job…I’m supposed to be able to handle all of this, Danny.”
It’s the way Arin says Danny that really breaks in heart in two. Arin doesn’t use the affectionate term very often, and the way he says it so tenderly yet brokenly makes him hold Arin even tighter.
“You don’t need to do all that by yourself, baby,” Danny murmured, gently wiping the tears off Arin’s cheeks. “We’re all here to help you. No one expects you to do everything alone. We’re more concerned about you taking good care of yourself.” Danny smiled down at him, feeling an overwhelming rush of love and affection. “I’ll take care of you properly, I promise. But you need to let me help, okay, Big Cat?”
A smile flickered across Arin’s face, and he sighed, resting his head on Danny’s shoulder. “You’re the best. I love you.”
It’s a simple statement, but it makes Danny’s heart catch in his throat, and a tingly feeling shoots down his spine. He swallowed his giddiness, letting a smile stretch across his face as he buried his nose in Arin’s hair, kissing the top of his head. “I love you, too. So, so much.”
They stayed like that for a bit, letting Arin’s breathing return to normal and a feeling of warm comfort surrounded the pair. It’s moments like this that remind Danny how he fell in love with this hardworking, generous, talented, beautiful man in the first place. His heart swells with love and pride. Taking care of Arin feels better than anything he’s ever done before.
Finally, Arin shifted to sit up properly, wiping across his eyes one last time. “I needed that. You always know how to make me feel whole again.” He smiled somewhat shyly at Danny, and it’s the cutest goddamn thing Danny’s ever seen. He has to bite his lip to keep from grinning like an idiot.
“I’ll get everything set up. Just two more recordings, I promise. Then we’ll nap,” Arin decreed, walking over to retrieve the controller.
Danny watched him, adoration burning in his chest for this man.
He never thought it was possible to feel so much devotion to another person, but if this is what it was like to take care of someone you loved, then it was the best feeling in the world.
Can you do a headcannon with bakugou and todoroki (separat) gets grumpy without there daily cuddles from his s/o
Of course. I would be grumpy too tbh. Me needs hug and love to survive…sadly i have no s/o of my own. :’)
He hates to admit his weakness but he’s grown so accustomed to his s/o’s daily hugs and cuddles that it doesn’t feel right to start his day without them.
Lots of incoherent swearing under his breath.
Being a lot more irritable and giving people a lot more death threats than usual.
Being kind of scared because the only time his s/o doesn’t cuddle him daily is when they’re away or very angry. If they aren’t away, he’s anxiously thinking over all of the things he has done wrong and his life near enough flashes before his eyes.
Tries to take his cuddles by force which ultimately fails.
Highkey offended af.
Goes into a foul mood for the rest of the day and when people try to ask him what’s wrong, the look in his eyes makes them head for the hills.
Spends the day hunting down his s/o and demanding his cuddle, no matter how childish and pathetic it may sound to others because he barely got any love as it is, and damnit, he was not gonna let this slide.
When he finally does recieve his cuddle he doesn’t let go. He just doesn’t. His s/o would probably be trapped in his arms for the forseable future.
Brief Summary: Tony Stark catches you watching Magic Mike and decides to give you a little show himself.
Warnings: Smut and Fluff? Kinda if you squint.
Pairing: Tony Stark X Female!Reader
A gasp escaped your lips, your eyes glued to the TV. A blush spreading across your cheeks as you watched the sexy scene play out before you. Of course, you had to be watching Magic Mike. Natasha had told you it was a great movie but shouldn’t watch it around Tony.Tony your boyfriend of nearly two years, who constantly has you involved in things you shouldn’t be involved in. Like the Avengers, and all of SHIELDS business. No secrets right? And through it all the raid on New York, the Winter Soldier mishap, and even Ultron (Who makes a murder bot anyway?) you two have stayed together and stayed happy.
Another hot scene had you fanning yourself as you sat on the couch, in the living room you and Tony shared on his floor. You almost felt like sliding your hand into your (F/C) PJs pants and pleasuring yourself since Tony was still in the lab. But somehow you managed to hold out a little long. The beat of the music coming from the TV and the way the strippers moved their bodies was such a turn on. And you could feel that warm heat pooling between your thighs as you shifted.
Just as you were about to give up and pleasure yourself, your boyfriend walks in the door with a thing of roses. But you can’t pull your eyes away from the TV.Tony, of course, notices this, normally you’d jump up and embrace him. This time you didn’t and he was a bit jealous. He set the roses down and walked over to see what you were watching. As soon as he saw Magic Mike playing he starred at you, shocked. You were never the type of girl to do this or watch such things. That’s what he was for, making his own mini (not- abusive, and kinda sweet) version of fifty shades of gray. Awakening your inner goddess, and well he loved doing it. Without a second thought, he stood in front of the TV, hands firmly placed on his hips.
“What do you think you are doing (Name)?” He huffed, clearly unpleased. Why would you want to watch a bunch of fake strippers instead of being with your boyfriend? Which of course meant hot sex.
“Tony.” You whined, leaning forward to push him out of the way of the TV. You didn’t care what you were doing, the way they moved their hips was mesmerizing. Even the sexiness that was Tony couldn’t compete with this.
He was a little hurt as she pushed him out of the way, did she really want the movie more than him? He was never the jealous type until you came along. He never wanted to share you and now that’s basically what it felt like he was doing. Moving back in front of the TV he glared at her.
“I’m here you know, I took off from the lab early just to see you. I went and got you roses too, to say I’m sorry for all the time in the lab. And now, now you’re choosing some movie over me? Your boyfriend?” His voice was laced with poison and honey. “This fake movie, with fake strippers. That’s not even what real strip clubs look like! Let alone the strippers! How can you even like that?” You glared at him a moment, but you felt a little bad. Tony did get off early for you, and the flowers. Hell, he even stopped watching porn for you, unless it was with you.
“Tony it’s just a movie. And I just wanna finish it. That’s all.” But it was clear it was much more than that.He rolls his eyes, crossing his arms over his Arc Rector.
“Those dance moves aren’t even hard you know. Even Steve could do them.” You chuckled softly knowing you wouldn’t get to finish it tonight.
“Steve? Well yeah, probably he’s super buff and super flexible. He wouldn’t have trouble doing it.”
“Clint could too.” He huffed before glancing across the room. Clearly, he was jealous, and probably mad at the fact he put Steve striping into your head.
“Of course Clint could. Have you seen the way he trains with Nat? Or his arm strength.” You hum looking over your lover, finally seeing the jealousy in him.
“I could too.” He muttered under his breath, hoping you didn’t hear it. He knew he wasn’t as flexible as Steve or as strong. And Clint was a close second, but they couldn’t be that hard right?
A laugh rolled off your lips at that. “No, Tony, you couldn’t.” You didn’t mean it in a bad way, but you knew his body. He once even pulled a leg muscle from a position you guys were trying. He couldn’t do half, if any, of the dances they do in Magic Mike. Not that it bothered you, he was great at other things.
“I so could,” he glanced at the TV before nodding “Easy Peasy.” You, of course, raised your eyebrow to this. The idea of him moving his hips in such sinful ways just for you.Well, that got you wet, and now he had your full attention. Even though you knew he wouldn’t do it, it was a hot thought. You stood up moving to go turn off the movie before you felt his arms round your waist, stopping you.“I don’t think so (Name)” He growled seductively, pressing his hips against you roughly. He was easily semi hard and very protective at the moment.You let out a small groan, feeling his body against yours. You were so sensitive from trying to sit through that movie, you forgot about your own desire.
“Tony I just wanna turn off the movie.”
“No.” He growled again but it was rough, more like a command. A smirk forming on his lips as he stood you up properly and ran his hand up your chest before down to cup your crotch. You back firmly pressed against his chest.You let out a loud gasp, clearly able to feel his fingers through the thin material of your (F/C) Pj bottoms.
“Tony..” You whisper softly, your hips slightly swaying into his.That earned a small hiss from him, you knew those sexy hip-hugging pants weren’t helping his erection. Even though he tried to keep you still, you turned in his arms and kissed him. Once your lips were on his he lost it, his hands desperately roaming your body trying to pull you closer. Your hands slid down his chest going straight for the button on his pants. He grabbed your hands with a smirk on his lips, which were currently pressed against your neck.
“Baby, I’m hot just like an oven..” He whispered into your ear, sending shivers down your spine. You made this playboy get that hot? “I need some lovin’,” He whispered after a few seconds.He was not doing what you thought he was. You pulled back and looked at him to see if he was really serious about this. “And Baby, I can’t hold it much longer, It’s getting stronger and stronger.” He hummed out softly, oh he was so going to ass an ass cause of the movie. “And when I get that feeling, I want sexual healing, sexual healing.” He sang softly before lightly rolling his hips into yours.You let out a soft moan before chuckling softly.
“Tony stop playing around and let me have you.” You huffed softly before he ran his hands over your hips.
“JARVIS, play my track.” He spoke to the ceiling before setting you softly on the couch. As sure as you were sitting there Marvin Gaye; Sexual Healing started playing.
You chuckled quite loudly looking up at Tony with an amused look.“What now Tony? You gonna dance for me?” You teased before rolling your eyes. You honestly knew he wouldn’t ever do anything to make a fool of himself. It wasn’t who he was, and well you kinda wished he would be silly to you.
“I am, actually. Easy Peasy.” He smirked before swaying his hips softly to the beat. He took his white blazer in his hands softly sliding it off his shoulders before flipping it back on. “Just enjoy.” He purred before sliding his hands down, hooking his thumbs on the belt loops of his jeans. Circling his hips to the beat of the music, a small hip thrust between each circle.You could feel your cheeks heating up, you honestly couldn’t believe what you were seeing. Tony, The Tony Stark, giving you a private strip show.
You fidgeted on the couch, unable to sit still. You looked at him, clearly undressing him as he went on.Your looks only encouraged him more, cause as nervous as he was, he knew you would enjoy this. He finally shimmed his blazer off, tugging on his shirt before lifting it up a little. You obviously couldn’t help yourself as you let out a little cheer for him. That made his cheeks go pink, slowly pulling his shirt off and throwing it to you.
“Woooh! Take it off!” You cheered your boyfriend on, no matter how embarrassed you clearly were. Tony smiled widely before sliding his hands over his hips, slowly popping the button on his jeans. His eyes would slowly crawl over your body, oh how he wanted to quit this stupid show and take you. But he wouldn’t he needed to prove no one is better than him, besides you of course.You felt like you would start drooling any moment. You bit your lip trying to hold back a moan, as you watched him palm at himself through his jeans. His head tipping back with a moan of your name rolling off your lips. You stood up walking over to him, leaning in and kissing him roughly. You didn’t wanna play this game anymore, you wanted him now!He chuckled and interlocked your fingers with his before pulling away from the kiss.
“No Touching (Name), or you won’t get any tonight.” He whispered huskily in your ear. You were trembling, just wanting his hands all over your body. A soft whimper falling from your lips as he once again sat you on that dreaded couch. You wanted to protest but he wouldn’t have any of it. But instead of stepping back to the spot he was in, he kicked your legs apart softly standing between them. His hands caressing your face before running into your hair as his circle and thrust his hips so close to you.
Shaky hands slide up his thighs, you were wondering if he would stop you but he didn’t. You trailed your fingers over the top of his somewhat exposed boxers before slowly pulling the zipper down. But as soon as you were going to touch him, he pulled away and stepped back into his spot slowly working his pants off his hips. His hands tugging on his boxers before pulling them back up.You cursed under your breath, he was really drawing this out.
“Tony, please..” You whined softly before he smirks, his eyes dark and full of lust.
“Please, what Sweet Cheeks~” He purred his hand rubbing himself softly through his boxers, keeping direct eye contact with you the whole time. He knew what you wanted, he wanted it as well.
“Get over here and let me have you!” You begged softly, hating the fact that he was working you up so much. But the need in your voice clearly affected him, he couldn’t think straight any longer.
“Come here Kitten~” He purred holding out his hands to you, you jumped up before even taking his hands. A chuckle passed through his part lips before he kissed you roughly, backing you up into the wall. His hips firmly pressed into yours, causing you to gasp loudly into the kiss. Giving him time to slip his tongue in, slowly twirling around yours.God, he had such a talented tongue, and hands which were currently pushing your PJs bottoms off your hips.
“Mmm,” He moaned into your mouth, his fingertips stroking along your silk laced panties. Okay, maybe you were going to surprise him when he finally got home. In your defense, you haven’t had sex in about a month and you so wanted him to want you.“You got new panties? Just for me (Name)?” He smirks breaking the kiss before his hands slid your shirt up and over your head. “Mmm, I like it.” His dark eyes, frighten and excited you all at once. You have never seen him like this before, but you loved it. His kissed down your chest, his hands resting in the small of your back pulling you closer to his lips as he got onto his knees.You gasp running your fingers through his short hair as his tongue traveling along the top of your silk panties.
“T-tony.” You moaned softly, tugging on his hair lightly. He growled seductively before easily sliding your panties over to push a finger into you, a soft groan coming from him.
“My god (Name) you are so wet.” He panted softly, pumping his finger in and out of your quickly. Your breath caught in your throat as your head tipped back against the wall. Legs trembling turning to jello as your boyfriend worked on you.Soon even he couldn’t hold back at he pulled his finger out licking it off slowly. “Always so tasty.” He bites his lip as he slides your panties down your legs, god your legs were such a turn on to him. You still had your head back against the wall, eyes closed and whimper for more. You expected to feel his hands lifting on thigh over his shoulder and his tongue on your clit. But instead, he surprised you with removing his boxers and quickly standing putting your leg around his hip as he rammed into you.
Both your mouths flying open, moaning loudly. He knew he wouldn’t be lasting long, not after drawing it out so long. But to make sure you would finish with him, he slides his hand to roughly rub at your clit to the rhythm of his thrusts.Moan after moan slipped out of your mouth and into his ear as your nails dragged up and down his back. Leaving scratches and red marks with every swipe, which caused his hips to thrust harder. Reaching over to the small end table beside you for balance, you both quickly knocked it over. The rough thrust he was giving you easily vibrated the wall knocking over quite a few pictures.But neither of you cared, you could always clean later, right now you two danced on the edge of release. His thrust easily got sloppy and you could feel that familiar coil in your lower stomach heating up.
“Tony, god! Ah! TONY!” You cried out as he finally pounded against that sweet spot inside you. Your legs were shaking violently, instead of giving you the chance to catch your balance he scooped up your other leg wrapping it around his waist.Sometimes you forgot how strong your boyfriend really was, he could easily lift you and throw you about, despite your weight. Intertwining your fingers into his hair once more, you yanked him into a rough kiss. Tongues battling for dominance as he roughly gave a few more thrusts into you. Your muscles clenching and tightening around him, letting out a cry of pure pleasure as he took you to heaven and back.
With a few rougher, sloppy thrust he was seeing stars behind his closed eyes lids, groaning out your name. You both worked your hips lazily through your orgasms before panting roughly. Tony head buried in your neck, your head tipped back against the wall. Your chest rapidly pounding against each other, sweat covering every inch of your bodies.Despite his legs feeling as if they would give out any second he slowly carried you into the bedroom, careful to avoid the mess you both made. He laid you down on the bed, crawling in beside you still panting.
“You tell… anyone. I did that… our sex tape.. will go viral..” He panted softly, curling his body into yours. All you could do is nod as you were breathless. You smiled at him before chuckling softly. “What’s so. funny?” He looked at your curiously, unsure why you were chuckling.
“You were better than the strippers on that movie, and I want another show.” You managed to say all in one breath before your cheeks heated up. He smirks softly and kisses her quickly. His arms snaking around your body, pulling you to lay on him. You happily put your head on his chest, fingers softly touching the corners of his Arc Reactor.
“I want a show too.” He whispered before closing his eyes, running a hand through your wet hair softly. All you did was a nod and slowly drift off on his chest.
~The Next Morning~
Steve and Natasha had begun to worry when Bruce told them Tony hasn’t been in the lab all morning. And the fact that you weren’t bopping around the tower with your cheery attitude. They didn’t know what could have happened, but Bruce remembered hearing a lot of crashes last night. Clearly thinking the worst they rushed up to Tony floor.
Once they saw the mess everywhere, they were afraid something had really happened. Steve rushed to look around before stopping in the doorway of the bedroom, his cheeks going flush. Natasha and Bruce ran to his side before Tony smirked at them and put his finger to his lips.You were still curled up on his chest with a thin blanket draped over both of your guys lower halves. But the part of your chest that wasn’t pressed tight against Tony’s side was in clear view of the other three Avengers.
Natasha chuckled softly before taking both of the blushing boys back to the elevator. “What the hell did they do to their apartment last night..” Steve mumbled before Bruce leaned over and whispered into his ear as his face paled. Natasha kept a smirk on her face, oh she was going to tease you forever now.
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