So @lovinthepizzalife and I were talking about ships as friends do, she mentioned ThunderIron while I was thinking about WinterIron and we all know about where that was going to go. I don’t have the fucking time to write an entire fic, but here are some headcanons Pizza and I were screaming about.
Thor expects Tony to steal his clothing per Midgardian custom (and he totally does) but he’s mildly surprised to find Bucky wrapped up in his cape
Thor calls Tony “Anthony” and Bucky “James”
After Thor’s incessant whining, Tony officially changes ‘Strongest Avenger’ in the Avengers files… to Bucky. Bucky can’t convince Tony to change it back no matter how hard he tries, but Thor no longer has a problem with it. All of the new Avengers call Bucky ‘Strongest Avenger’
They don’t fight. At all. What do they have to fight about? There are disagreements, but never yelling or ignoring one another
Sexually speaking, Tony is the bottom and Bucky is afraid to go too hard on him, but Thor knows Tony can handle it and definitely enjoys getting kinky
Thor switches occasionally, but Bucky never bottoms after the one time they tried and he had a severe PTSD flashback to being r*ped by HYDRA
Tony is able to sleep with Thor and Bucky because they’re the only ones strong enough to hold him down when he wakes up from a violent nightmare
Tony is a bit self-conscious about being so much smaller than his big, strong boyfriends but he’s also a damned proud power bottom
Thor has had to use lightning to restart Tony’s arc reactor after a battle took too much out of him, and the mental image of it still haunts Bucky’s dreams
Bucky has told Thor that should he be compromised through the codewords, Thor should electrocute his left arm because it has the best chance of killing him instantly
Tony and Bucky can absolutely lift Mjolnir/Stormbreaker
Thor loves bragging about his boyfriends, even for the smallest things
Thor loves to talk about the stars and Tony loves to listen for the science, and Bucky loves to listen just to hear Thor talk
Bucky would never admit it to Thor’s face, but he slightly, just a little bit, prefers the way Thor looks in pictures where he has long hair
The first time ‘Winter’ comes out, everyone quickly learns he’s extremely territorial. No one is allowed to touch Tony or Thor, they can’t even touch each other without getting a warning growl from the assassin
When they cuddle, it’s a dog pile of limbs, little spoons and big spoons don’t exist. Just intermixed bodies sprawled out on each other.
Shovel talks are inevitable and expected. Steve gives one to Tony and Thor, Pepper and Rhodey give ones to Bucky and Thor, Heimdall gives one to Tony and Bucky, as anticipated. However, the more surprising ones came from Loki to Tony and Bucky, Sam to Tony and Thor, and Natasha to Bucky and Thor
Bucky gets sent on away missions the most (because SHIELD likes exploiting TWS a bit too much) and he’s always more than ready for the next week of excessive clinginess from Thor (and Tony, though he hides it better) as soon as he gets back
Bucky only lets Thor and Tony read his notebooks of fragmented memories
Feel free to add more because I need more content for this rarepair OT3 I just came up with and make @lovinthepizzalife listen to me scream about.
When I was a kid, I didn’t know how to eat with a spoon and a fork. I didn’t even know what the bread knife was for.
Ever since my friend mentioned it earlier, I couldn’t stop thinking about it.
It’s common here in southeast Asia to eat with your hands. I think it’s common in the middle east and some parts of Africa as well.
“So what, lots of people eat with their hands here in America?”
Yeah, but eating with your hands here isn’t exclusive to finger food and pizzas. You eat rice with your hands. You can eat cake with your hands, icing and everything.
You peel chicken with your hands. Almost anything here, you can eat with your hands, except, you know. Soup. I actually thought eating with your hands was normal until I started seeing people online say how unsanitary it is to touch your food, some even so far as calling someone “uncivilised” ironically over a guy eating a pizza with his hands.
I know I struggled with a spoon and fork at a restaurant when they served and I didn’t know how to cut the food up proper, but I was trying to impress my white relatives, and food came flying everywhere.
Like I remember white people laughing, discreetly, but laughing nontheless at my dad for being clumsy with a knife and fork and my mind was immediately??
Did you know how gracefully my dad can eat a fish with his fingers? Thats the only effective way you can remove the fishbones. Yeah, we eat fish whole here, head, tails, fins. Nothing goes to waste except the bones.
You will not survive an hour in this island.
You like tandoori chicken? Okay, but you gotta respect Indians eating it with their hands. Hummus? Shawarma? Spring rolls? Banana fritters?
Don’t be rude when you see someone eating with their hands.
**Request: Can u do a smut where jungkook is playing a game and u keep bothering him bc u know how serious he takes his games so when he finally gives u his attention u walk away provoking him? **
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*I do not own this gif, credit to its owner*
Sunday afternoons were your favorite time of the week. You didn’t have to work, you weren’t obligated to go out with friends and for the past few weeks it had been raining lightly giving you enough of an excuse to stay in with your boyfriend and just enjoy each other’s company.
He had been working so hard as of late, so hard that for the past few days you and he both thought he’d be working, ruining your perfect streak of Sunday afternoons together. When he showed up on your front door step at noon exactly you almost cried with excitement, it felt like it’s been forever since you’ve seen him. You couldn’t help but melt when he smiled widely and pulled you into his chest while whispering ‘Surprise.’
Since you thought you could be spending the night alone you had absolutely nothing planned, so it made your heart flutter when Jungkook took the liberty to order pizza so the two of you could eat pizza and watch a movie together.
“I’m just gonna play a bit until the food comes, I haven’t been able to all week.” He’d call over to you as he bent to start up the machine that sat on the table in front of your tv.
You didn’t mind it when he played, in fact you thought it was cute the way his nose would slightly scrunch and his bottom lip would find itself in between his teeth, threatening to slip out when ever he jerked the controller one way or the other.
You watched him quietly, your fingers scratching softly under the material of his shirt, something he didn’t even have to ask you to do any more. You didn’t stop until the sound of the doorbell rang, making you jump slightly.
“Pizzas here, pause it and put the movie in while I go get it.” You said kissing his cheek not stopping to notice if he acknowledged you or not.
Grabbing a piece before you even swung the door shut with your butt you made your way back to the living room, stopping by the kitchen to grab paper plates and napkins. You made him scoot over by nudging his thigh with your knee. He flipped over to the other side of the couch and looked at you briefly before opening his mouth for a bite.
“Are you actually serious?” You said with an amused look on your face.
“Just five more minutes, I’m almost done with this level.” He’d say before opening his mouth again. You rolled your eyes and brought a piece to his mouth. Though annoyance grew in the pit of your stomach there was still something about the way his jaw flexed that made you tingle. You bit your lip gently before breathing hard and taking another bite of your pizza, sitting back to run your fingers over his back once more. You sighed heavily again and started a five minute countdown.
“Okay 5 minutes is up, please?” You said wrapping an arm around his shoulder so you could lightly tap his cheek.
“Okay just one more second.” He said kissing your cheek quickly before turning back to his game. You sighed loudly and flopped back on the couch, crossing your arms as you watched him play now.
“Kook.” You said kicking he knee gently. “Kookie.” You said pushing his thigh with both feet. “Kook come on.” This time you wrapped your legs around his waist and pulled him so he now was laying in between your legs. “Jungkook I swear to god.”
He just grunted and propped himself up, eyes not leaving the screen. You sighed and shifted your body, so your head rested on his lap. You pulled your phone out and began to scroll, anything to ignore him just like he was ignoring you. But then after a few more minutes of him still refusing to change to the movie you began to grow needy. You kicked your knees out and let your phone fall on your chest as you crossed your arms. You saw a slight smile tug at the corners of his lips and that made you even more aggravated. If he wanted to play this game, you’d not only play, but you’d win.
Rolling to your stomach you let your head remain on his lap. You turned your face towards him so you were in licking distance of his clothed member. He peered down at you for a second before letting out a long sigh and moving right back on to his game. You started to leave the light scratches he loved so much across his thigh, smiling as he sighed deeply once more. It wasn’t enough though so you removed your fingers and replaced them with your lips, kissing gently across the bare skin until your lips were hovering right above his member. You could see him looking down at you in longer increments this time, watching to see what your next move would be. But when he didnt respond you just breathed heavily, making sure the warm air of your breath hit his clothed member. You smiled to yourself as goosebumps rose across his thighs.
You sat up now, squeezing his upper thigh just enough as you used it to hold yourself up. You could tell by the way he was breathing it was working. You lent against him and pulled your phone up once more and started to scroll, your hand ever so lightly moving up till the back of your hand was placed gently on top of his member. You fake yawned, stretching your hand firmly across his member and dragging it back across lightly, just how he liked it.
“Y/n…” He said, eyes not leaving the Tv.
“What?” You said innocently.
“What are you doing?”
“Um, stretching? All this video gaming is so boring.” You said leaving you hand to rest on his thigh. You smiled reaching for your water bottle. Unscrewing the cap you took a lazy sip letting just enough to dribble down your chin.
“Oh shoot, Kookie, can you pass a napkin, Im wet.” You said, dragging the last bit out just long enough that his eyes flicked to you.
“No? Okay well I guess Ill get it myself.” You said kneeling up and swinging a leg over his lap. You sunk down and reached for the napkins, making sure to drag your core over him just enough that you could feel him getting hard under you.
You tried to dismount, putting air between his crotch and yours but the sound of the remote controller hitting the floor make you smile as his hands held firmly to your thighs. You tried to keep the innocent look in your eyes as he stared at you, his eyes darkening.
“What are you doing.” You said cockily as his hands started to trail up your thighs.
“If you want to play, Ill play.” He said squeezing your thighs once more.
“Play what? I was just getting napkins.” You said, all innocence that you were trying to fool him with was gone and replaced with a lustful look.
Still, you kissed his nose gently and took yourself off of his lap and started to make your way to your room. You hald expected him to pick the controller up and continue where he left off so when his hand quickly caught your wrist and pulled you back down so you were sitting beside him. He quickly took aholdd of your cheek with his hand before his lips were crashing to yours. The force of the kiss allowed Jungkook to push you backwards till your head was resting against the arm of the couch and he was wedged between your legs. You wrapped your arms around his neck to pull him further into the kiss. Once he knew exactly how close you wanted him to be your hands trailed down to hook under his shirt and then back up, taking in every inch of his back. You could feel him growing between your legs so you lifted yours and hooked your ankles together to bring him down closer to you. Ankles still hooked you started to roll your hips. The need to feel him growing faster as you felt yourself opening up.
He responded by hooking an arm around your back and pulling you up to meet him so you were now straddling his lap. This gave him easy access to pull your shirt from over your head and to get to work on your bra. He would have had it off in a second but the feeling of you grinding against him was enough of a distraction that it took him longer than usual. The moment it was off he laid you back down again, now slipping your shorts off your body with the help of you raising your hips. Hiked down your body and over each thigh before diving right into your already sopping core. He’d lick the length of your heat while his fingers followed slowly. You let your mouth fall open, a light airy gasp leaving your mouth as he repeated this over and over again until you knotted your fist in your hair and pulled him closer to your core. He chuckled, the heat of his breath and the vibrations against your most sensitive area making your body jolt in pleasure.
His fingers found their way inside of you, rotating in and out as he circled his wrist so you could feel every part of his fingers. Your hands gripped tighter as he kissed your clit and began to pump faster. Only a few fast pumps though before his fingers curled up and hit your g-spot instantly. You moaned louder at this, the moan trailing off into a staggered laugh.
You couldn’t take it any more. You reached out to his shirt and grabbed at it before pulling it over his hand and pulling him up so his lips met yours again. He slipped his tongue into your mouth letting you taste yourself as you fumbled with his shorts, pulling them off of his bottom half as quickly as you could. He chuckled helping you finish the job before pushing you further into the couch. You kissed him harder as one hand pumped at his member a good few times before you lined himself up with you.
His tip would have barely touched you before he took charge and pressed into you harder, another breathy gasp leaving you lips. He wouldn’t take any time to let you warm up to him. Instantly he’d be pumping fast into you, his arm wrapped around your head in a way that caused you from you being to uncomfortable he rammed into you. His kisses would grow sloppy as he tried controlling his heavy breath and focus on the way he drove himself into you. He’d lay rough kisses across your bare collar bone, marking it here and there before meeting your lips again for a brief moment. He sat up more and looked at you as he drove even faster, watching as your moan fluctuated with each pump.
He pulled you up instantly and directed you over his lap. His hands found their way to your hips as yours hooked around his neck. He held himself steady with one hand which let you sink down onto his member. A breathless gasp leaving both of your lips as you sunk as deep as you could get him.
You pressed your forhead to his, supporting yourself on his shoulders as you began to rise and fall. You started off slower, enjoying the way it felt when his tip was barely in you before sinking lower against him. The moment you started to pick up the pace, rolling your hips with every drop was the moment the groans from him loudened as he watched his member disappear inside of you. You started riding him at a rapid pace, your hands now gripping to the back of the couch as the feeling of him hitting your cervix with each pump brought the familiar clenching feeling in between your legs.
The very first time he felt you tighten around you was when he tightened his grip around your waist and held you to him. He rose his hips and began to once again drive into you, but this time it was at such an alarming pace you had to brace yourself. Your moans turned dangerously loud as you tried holding on from letting your orgasm get the better of you, but the friction between the two of you plus the twitching of his member sent you over the edge, You grabbed into his trap as you came, your legs shaking and your eyes squeezed shut. He wasn’t far behind you as his hips bucked up one last time so he could unload.
He pumped a few more times as he pulled you down to kiss him, this time a lot softer than before, but just as meaningful. He’d smile up to you as you brushed the hair off of his sweaty forehead and would close his eyes before tracing his fingers up and down your bare back. Taking his hand he’d let you pull him up and he’d wrap his arms around your shoulders as you lead the way to your bathroom.
Turning the sower on you’d let him pull you onto him so your head rested in the crook of his neck and you traced small circles on his chest. Just as the bathroom began to steam you’d reach up to kiss him, but it didn’t take long for him to have you pinned against the shower tiles with one legged propped up on the side for a second round.