out-there-riding

anonymous asked:

For the three sentence challenge Steve/Tony, Avengers Academy or general college au and something with Tonys prosthesis, fluff :D

(aaaaand now I’ve broken the three sentence rule. who’s surprised? no one? bueller? cool. I went AvAc if you can’t tell <3)

“You made that.” Steve’s hushed voice is the only sound in the quiet dorm room. Probably the whole dorm.

It’s rounding midnight, which means the work hard heroes are already asleep and the party hard heroes are still out and about riding their second wind. Steve leans to the former and Tony to the latter, but they’ve been meeting in the middle for a while now. The idea of staying in on a Friday night had sounded a little weird at first, but once he figured out it meant having Steve’s undivided attention for hours at a time Tony was sold on it pretty quick. Steve’s sold him on a lot of things. Like watching black and white movies together while eating actual popcorn, the kind popped on a stove. Like eating an actual breakfast instead of just cubes of cheese or a protein bar, even if Steve sometimes recommends weird stuff like peanut butter banana toast, which Tony kind of secretly loves now. Like getting to know someone for more than thirty seconds before climbing into bed with them, which Tony had at first considered cruel and unusual punishment and now deeply appreciates. Also, trust. Which is how he ended up taking off his shirt while in Steve’s bed for entirely nonsexual purposes. Anti-sexual purposes, if anything, given the visual appeal of his chest being approximately negative twenty-six.

“Yep.” Tony catches himself scratching at the edge, a nervous tic he’s never quite been able to kill. “In a cave with a box of scraps, so. Pretty brilliant, if not, uh. Aesthetic.”

Steve glances up, the little furrow in his brow appearing as if on cue. “It saved your life, who cares what it looks like?”

“I know,” Tony says quickly, amenably. Steve’s expression doesn’t quite clear.

“I like it, anyway.” Steve reaches out a careful hand. He glances at Tony for permission, and when he nods, Steve brushes his fingertips over the brackets. “Does it hurt?”

“Not really.” Tony shrugs. It’s mostly true. “My lung capacity isn’t great, but it does what it’s supposed to so I can’t exactly complain.”

“You’re really something, Tony,” Steve says in that same hushed voice from before. He does this sometimes, seems amazed that he even knows Tony, like they’re not on such completely different levels they might as well be in alternate universes. Tony’s still not sure how he managed to trick Steve into forgetting that. He tugs his shirt down, feeling embarrassed now despite himself.

“It’s nothing my dad couldn’t do in the same situation. T’Challa could probably do it in half the time. Nat’s pretty good with tech these days too, and now there’s all these magic guys, so it’s really not—”

Steve moves across the bed to kiss him. He kisses with such fervor that for a moment Tony forgets it all entirely, which, to be fair, Tony can recognize was probably the point. When they part Steve keeps their foreheads bumped together, stroking Tony’s cheek with his thumb as he tells him, “No.”

“No…kissing?” Tony questions. That can’t possibly be the answer but it might earn him another kiss. He’s right, even if it’s too quick.

“No as in stop.” Steve holds his face still, like if he says this while making enough eye contact he can get Tony to believe him. “You built something amazing and life-saving out of a box of freaking scraps. I like T’Challa, and Nat, and even some of the ‘magic guys’, but they couldn’t do that. And even if they could—which they can’t—to be honest, I don’t care. I care that you did it.” Steve takes a bracing breath, which is all the warning Tony gets before he says, “I care when you do things more than when pretty much anyone else does anything, because I love you.”

Tony can’t remember the last time he was too surprised to speak. When he does find his voice again, it still doesn’t exactly cooperate with him.

“So you don’t think it’s hideous enough that you never want to touch me ever again?”

Steve chokes on a laugh. Tony hopes that means he’ll be forgiven for not responding immediately with the I love you too so much it hurts please be serious please be serious please be serious pounding like a drum in his head.

But then Steve pauses to think about it, and for a minute that digs right under the reactor and hurts.

“I genuinely, one hundred percent can’t think of anything that could make me never want to touch you ever again. If there is something, we should find out and bottle it up so I can use it in classes and on missions, it’d actually be really helpful.”

Tony’s laughing before Steve can even finish, because what? How can Steve possibly—does he have any idea— “You think it’s hard being around me, have you tried being around you?”

“There’s this thing called a mirror, actually…”

And then they’re both laughing like idiots, until Tony gets a fistful of Steve’s collar and hauls him in for a kiss.

“I love you too,” Tony says eventually, breathlessly. “Obviously. I hope that was obvious.”

Steve grins. “Only about eighty percent of me was panicking, it’s fine.”

“Sorry.” Tony grins back. “I love you?”

“Better.” Steve decides, leaning in to kiss the smile right off his lips.

anonymous asked:

can you do one where the rfa + v + saeran + rika finds out that mc has cancer? thanks <3

I do not know much about types of cancers and symptoms/warning signs so I’m sorry if this one is too short and not too good. 

I also do not write for Rika I am so so so so sorry. I am not good with her character and I do not know enough about her.

Zen

  • when he first found out he did not cry
  • the doctors said it was an early stage so it can be cured
  • he was too shocked
  • there was too much happening at once
  • you are kept at the hospital over night for more tests and Zen goes out for a ride on his motorcycle 
  • he thinks about you 
  • how much he loves you
  • and in a second he is driving towards the hospital 
  • he barges in with tears streaming down his face
  • you wonder how he was able to persuade the lady at the front desk to let him in before he almost jumps on you
  • he tells you that he doesn’t think he could go on without you
  • and “You need to get better, for me! Please!” 
  • He begs you
  • He begs the doctors
  • He stays with you all night despite the doctors’ protests 
  • He wakes up before you and admires how the sunrise lights you face
  • you wake up soon after and you both share “i love you”s
  • you are filled with a newfound hope
  • this is an early stage. it is treatable. you will make it through this.

Yoosung

  • he promised he would do anything to protect you
  • he was your knight
  • but how could he have protected you from this
  • once he saw you cough up blood into a tissue, he sent you straight to the hospital
  • it was lung cancer
  • an early stage, but nevertheless.
  • it was crushing
  • how would he take care of you? he didn’t have any money, he was just a college student!
  • it wasn’t fair
  • you didn’t cry at first, but one look at him had you sobbing
  • he cried so hard he couldn’t even feel it
  • where would he be without you?
  • He would do anything for you.
  • At that moment he promised to do whatever it takes to make you better.
  • “I’ll drop out of college and take as many jobs as I can! I promise I’ll make you better. I will do whatever it takes! I am your knight, remember?”

Jaehee

  • the news sent her into a spiral of work
  • her office is piled high with documents concerning different treatments and hospitals
  • you’ve never seen her so stressed
  • even jumin feels bad for her
  • he gives her breaks 
  • they don’t feel like breaks
  • she promises to find a way to make you better
  • she’ll sell her coffee shop that she worked so hard for because you are more important than anything

Jumin

  • he shuts down
  • he reverts back to cold and emotionless
  • only focused on your well-being
  • the company is almost Jaehee’s with the amount of work she will be doing
  • he gets the best doctors from around the world
  • only the best treatment
  • sometimes you would catch him crying
  • and he would tell you that he needs you
  • he needs you more than anything
  • would not care if he lost all of his money curing you
  • never appears in chatrooms anymore 
  • his emotions cycle from angry, to sad, to unfeeling
  • he fires anyone who questions him
  • promises that you will be okay with tears in his eyes

707

  • he is devastad
  • he blames himself
  • this is his fault somehow
  • you’ve seen him after no sleep and a diet of only potato chips for a week, but he has never looked as bad as he does now
  • he is constantly on his computer looking for treatments and doctors
  • he would sell his cars for the money needed
  • when he’s not on his computer, he’s at your bedside
  • everytime he sees you he cries
  • he would try to make you laugh with tears in his eyes
  • “Laughter is the best medicine.”
  • swears to himself that he will not abandon you
  • he finds a dark humor in the idea that he deserved this. you were too good for him. he never deserved you. this was his punishment for believing that you two would be together forever.
  • he tells you this through tears and embraces one day
  • and you promise him that it is not true
  • “I swear on my dead future self.” You would say.
  • Both of you would laugh and cry even harder at the thought of your death
  • One day, he finds a doctor who will treat you.
  • His eyes are so full of hope.
  • “I promise we will make it to the space station.”

V

  • starts to feel like he doesn’t deserve love
  • Rika left and now you were going too
  • he feels helpless and weak
  • if only he had sent you to the hospital sooner
  • there would have been a possibility of recovery
  • V stops seeing the beauty in things and begins to view the world as a cruel, unforgiving hell.
  • He was always someone who used creativity as an outlet
  • Now, he has no drive to do anything-to create anything
  • visits you everyday in the hospital
  • you talk about your day
  • you both pretend like everything is going to be fine

Saeran

  • he screamed at the doctors
  • he made sure that if they couldn’t cure you then he would make his death threats promises 
  • he spends every minute at your side holding your hand
  • he wishes it could be him instead of you
  • Why was the world taking away his only sunshine?
  • God, why couldn’t it have been him?
  • If anyone deserved death it was him.
  • You do your best to smile and laugh while you are around him
  • “Saeran, I’m fine. I will get better. The treatment has a 55% recovery rate. That’s more than half!” You would say optimistically.
  • Tears would build up in his eyes and he’d squeeze your hand harder. He’d stare down at the bedsheets.
  • “Saeran, I’ll make it through this, okay? You gotta promise that you believe in me. If we think positively then the outcome will be positive.” 
  • “I love you.” He’d mumble, tears still threatening to fall. 
  • And all at once it hit you.
  • “I love you too,”  You began to cry. “So, promise me that I’m going to make it.”
  • “I promise.” 

Even expressing his feelings with songs …. it’s so sad …. but always on point ..

Where is he?
The man who was just like me
I heard he was hiding somewhere I can’t see
Where is he?
The man who was just like me
Heard he was hiding somewhere I can’t see
And I’m alone, and I realize that when I get home
I wanna go through my red and my cherry
Yes I’m alone, and I realize when I get home
I wanna go through my red and my cherry

I want someone who like the champagne I like
My a-alike, someone to talk me off the bridge any day or night
She teach me how to live, she ain’t afraid of life
Not easily impressed with the rich and famous life
Cause she done been there and heard all the rumors before
She love or she ride out with me on my music tour
She like the herbs, natural medicine, she cooking good
She tell me everything is cool when it ain’t looking good
For real, the world so ill, yo I want a girl so real
Who not after material wealth, but get dough still
Or maybe an educator, a lady with etiquette
Who can be from out the hood or even work for the president
As long as there’s no selfishness
Yes, as long as her love for the people is deep rooted and evident
You can be easily recruited, you’re heaven sent
Your smile put me at ease
You’re the woman I need, but where is she

Where is he?
The man who was just like me
I heard he was hiding somewhere I can’t see
Where is he?
The man who was just like me
Heard he was hiding somewhere I can’t see
And I’m alone, and I realize that when I get home
I wanna go through my red and my cherry
Yes I’m alone, and I realize when I get home
I wanna go through my red and my cherry

I hate when people write me hostile texts
On account of my lifestyle’s perception
Invade my personal life? Out of the question, what are they expecting
I be trying to reply and they never suppose I get my quiet time in
They think forever I’m rolling in dough, swimming in a pool of cash
God, wouldn’t they know, or am I a fool or ass
I’m well known, got people coming at me mad
I had to tell homes, I don’t keep a cell phone, my bad
I drag off the L and try to silence it
The noise in my head, the curse of the talented
Strong communicator, vagabond, I gallivant around the equator
And that would get me off the radar
It’s so intense, I’m on my Lilo and Stitch
Pour my Pino Grigio and Cris with some lime what is this?
An immaculate version of Me and My Bitch by Biggie
With all respect cause you the only one that gets me

Where is he?
The man who was just like me
I heard he was hiding somewhere I can’t see
Where is he?
The man who was just like me
Heard he was hiding somewhere I can’t see
And I’m alone, and I realize that when I get home
I wanna go through my red and my cherry
Yes I’m alone, and I realize when I get home
I wanna go through my red and my cherry

Yeah, yeah, let’s pour some cherry wine
Everything’s good, everything’s fine
Yeah, yeah we bring it every time
Yeah, pour a little cherry wine
Yeah, ayo Salaam, yeah, I think they know the time
Everything’s good, everything’s fine
Yeah, pour a little cherry wine, yeah

Life is good, life is good, yeah
Life is good, no matter what
Life is good, life is good
Life is good, yeah
Life is good
No matter what
Life is good

Where is he?
The man who was just like me
I heard he was hiding somewhere I can’t see
Where is he?
The man who was just like me
Heard he was hiding somewhere I can’t see
And I’m alone, and I realize that when I get home
I wanna go through my red and my cherry
Yes I’m alone, and I realize when I get home
I wanna go through my red and my cherry

 Nas - Cherry Wine Lyrics

Nas- Cherry Wine lyrics

[Amy Winehouse]
Where is he?
The man who was just like me
I heard he was hiding somewhere I can’t see
Where is he?
The man who was just like me
Heard he was hiding somewhere I can’t see
And I’m alone, and I realize that when I get home
I wanna go through my red and my cherry
Yes I’m alone, and I realize when I get home
I wanna go through my red and my cherry

[Verse 1: Nas]
I want some who like the champagne I like
My a-alike, someone to talk me off the bridge any day or night
She teach me how to live, she ain’t afraid of life

Not easily impressed with the rich and famous life
Cause she done been there and heard all the rumors before
She love or she ride out with me on my music tour
She like the herbs natural medicine, she cooking good
She tell me everything is cool and looking good
For real, the world so ill
Yeah I want a girl so real

Who not after material wealth, but get dough still
Or maybe an educator, a lady with etiquette
Who can be from out the hood, or even work for the president
As long as there’s no selfishness
Yes, as long as her love for the people is deep rooted and evident
You can be easily recruited, you’re heaven sent
Your smile, put me on ease
You’re the woman I need, but where is she

[Amy Winehouse - Chorus]

[Verse 2: Nas]
I hate when people write me hostile texts on the count of my lifestyle’s perception
Invade my personal life, out of the question, what are they expecting
I be tryna reply them, and they never suppose I get my quiet time in
They think forever I’m rolling in dough, swimming in a pool of cash
God, wouldn’t they know, or am I a fool or as
I’m well known, got people coming at me mad
I had a tell homes, I don’t keep a cell phone
My bad, I drag, off the l and try to silence it
The noise of my head, the curse of the talented
Strong communicator, vagabond, I gallivant around the equator
And that would get me off the radar
It’s so intense, I’m on my Lilo and Stitch
Pour my Pino Grigio with some lime what is this?
An immaculate version of me and my baby
With all respect cause you the only one that gets me

[Amy Winehouse: Chorus]

[Nas - Bridge:]
Yeah, yeah, let’s pour some cherry wine
Everything’s good, everything’s fine
Yeah, yeah we bring it every time
Yeah, pour a little cherry wine
Yeah, Hey yo Salaam, yea, I think they know the time
Everything’s good, everything’s fine
Yeah, pour a little cherry wine, yeah
Life is good, life is good, yeah
Life is good, no matter what
Life is good, life is good
Life if good, yeah
No matter what
Life is good

[Amy Winehouse: Chorus]

[Amy Winehouse]
Man who was just like me
I heard he is hiding somewhere I can’t see
And I’m alone
And I realize that when I get home
When I wanna go to my red and my cherry
Yeah-oh-oh-ooooh
The man who was just like me
Cause I know he was hiding somewhere I can’t see
And I’m alone
And I realize when I get home
That I wanna go to my red and my cherry

(Life Is Good)

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