robot claw

anonymous asked:

can i request a shy tony fic? like the team finding out how freaking shy tony really is after they move in together? basically tony being really shy and self-concious about many everyday things. he's not the talkative, self-confident playboy they thought he was, he is the contrary and it wakes up the instinct to protect and treasure in them.

i’ve snet you a shy tony prompt and now i realize that i forgot to add sensitive to the list. because let’s be honest that boy is really sensitive and emotional.

Natasha actually knows that Tony is shy af because of previous spying on him. She thinks it’s cute but she’ll help him out anyway because she knows he’s sensitive. <3 (Basically she’s a Natasha and Jan (from AvAc) hybrid.) Look out for under the cut!

Tony heard voices in the kitchen and slowed to a stop outside the doorway. The voices… sounded pleasant enough. And it was his house. And he was Tony Stark. There was no reason not to go in. Except that he was wearing yesterday’s clothes and he was pretty sure he had oil in his hair. Should he go shower first? He should probably go shower first.

He turned and let out a tiny noise of terror when he found Natasha standing behind him. “Eep!”

Natasha raised an eyebrow at him, then looked him up and down. “…You look fine.”

Tony lifted his hand, then stopped halfway to his head, self-conscious. “I don’t—have oil in my hair?”

“You do, but I’m pretty sure they kind of expect you to be a mess.”

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My Best Girl

Summary: Cisco is oblivious to your love for him, and you can’t seem to distance yourself from him. 

Pairing: Cisco x Reader, Cisco x Gypsy

Warnings: Angst, Fluff

Originally posted by endlesslyalice

“Cisco!” Caitlin called out for the engineer.

“What?” he questioned coming into the cortex with a Twizzler in between his lips. His eyes darted between Cait, the robot and you. You were sprawled out on the floor, holding an arm of the robot which was dangerously close to your face. Cait was whacking it with a folder, also trying to keep it from destroying her table. Cisco quickly sprang into action, shutting down the manic robot.

“What happened?” he asked while picking you up off the floor.

“Well…” Cait started.

“I had nothing to do with this!” you exclaimed.

Cait sighed, throwing you daggers with her eyes, “Traitor!”

“Guys I spent three days working on that robot, what happened?” Cisco asked again this time sounding a little annoyed.

“You said it was ready to use. I mean the thing was designed to give us an extra pair of hands around the lab, right? So, I needed help testing a couple of samples, all I did was tell it to hold the samples, a second later it started flinging the samples around almost hitting Millie in the face when she tried to stop it. After that it tried to pin us both down, that’s when I called you,” Cait explained. Though he was annoyed and disappointed that another invention failed, hearing that you almost got hurt from it his face softened.

“You okay?”  Cisco asked quietly while looking at you for any signs of cuts.

“I’m okay Cisco. I’m sorry about your robot,” you apologized.

“No, don’t be sorry,” he says while walking over to the robot. “Hey Butterfingers, it’s bad enough that you couldn’t do the job I programmed you to do, but then you try to maime my best girl. You’re going in the incinerator, you hear me?!?!” You laugh at the silly exchange Cisco was having with the robot, while also hiding the blush that crept up your cheeks at Cisco calling you his best girl.

“Don’t be silly Cisco. Just reprogram it or something,” Cait said, as she cleaned up the mess.

“No, no, no. This thing tried to hurt my Millie. No one lays a finger, or in this case, robotic claw on her like that and gets away with it,” Cisco claims, making Cait roll her eyes.

“Calm down, mi Amor. Give poor Butterfingers another chance,” you say throwing your arms around his shoulders and bring his back close to your chest.

“Fine, only because my girl said so. You put a gear out of line again, and it’s to the incinerator, understood?” Cisco warned the robot while you giggled. “Okay, I gotta go or H.R. is gonna mess up my lab. Again.” Before walking out of the cortex he placed a kiss on your cheek, you hoped Cisco didn’t wonder why your cheeks were burning as you mindlessly brought your hand where his lips were a second ago, staring longingly at his retreating figure.

“Ahem,” Cait cleared her throat obnoxiously snapping your attention back to the reality, you tried to ignore her disapproving eyes and raised eyebrows by going over to the med bay, where you were working before the whole robot fiasco took place. After a minute or so of working in silence Cait came over to standing in front of you effectively making you stop in your tracks. “When are you gonna tell him? I’m tired of watching you give him googly eyes!”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about Cait,” you lie but at her expression, you let out a frustrated, defeated breath.

You had a crush.

No, not a crush, you were in love. Hopelessly head over heels in love with Cisco Ramon, your best friend who only saw you as his best friend. When you first noticed your feelings towards Cisco moved from platonic to romantic you tried to stop yourself. It didn’t help that he kept calling you ‘his girl’ and ‘mi Amor’, hugging you and kissing your cheeks whenever he could. Before you knew it, you feel in love with your best friend, but you knew that Cisco only saw you as a friend. This leads you to the situation you were in now, it hurt you every time you were near him because you could feel yourself falling more and more for him. But you couldn’t bring yourself to put distance between you and him. Everyone around you knew about your feelings for him, but Cisco was oblivious.

“Cait, what do you want me to do? I know that he only sees me as a friend. I’m more afraid of losing his friendship than the rejection,” you said, trying not sound as upset as you were. Cait sighed and pulled you into a hug soothing you.

You were bouncing on the balls of your feet as you got dressed, barely containing the excitement. The reason for your excitement was simple, today’s your birthday. Ever since you started working at S.T.A.R labs, Cisco would go overboard with decorations, presents, and celebrations for your birthday. Two years ago, at your request, he tamed it down to no decorations, a couple presents, and a simple birthday cake, even so, it was always a joyful occasion for you. Today was also Cisco’s and your weekly movie marathon night, doubling your excitement.

Before Cisco and the others came into your life, days like this were filled with tears and despair. Your family died in a car crash when you were a teen since then you moved away from your hometown cutting ties with all extended family as they reminded you of what you lost too much. Thankfully the hole in your heart diminished as your friends turned into your family, and being with them (especially Cisco) made you miss your parents, and siblings less during special occasions like your birthday.

You walked into the cortex and sat down at your station, patiently waiting for Cisco to greet you with the annual birthday hugs and kisses. When you heard, his voice approaching you turned your chair, facing the doorway. Cisco was laughing when he came into the cortex, a sound that filled you from top to bottom with warmth. However, the warmth left you when you noticed the arm that was wrapped around his waist, and the woman attached to his side. Gypsy. Cisco was staring at her with adoration and longing, a look you longed to get from him. It took them a couple of seconds to notice that they weren’t alone.

“Hey, (Y/N/N). Listen Gypsy just dropped in, if anyone asks where I am just tell them I’m out with her. I’ll be there for our movie marathon, okay,” Cisco said, and before you had the chance to process what he said, Gypsy leaned in kissing him. If your brain couldn’t understand what was happening before, it couldn’t comprehend anything right now. All you could focus on was the pain you were experiencing, the heartbreak sending sharp shooting pain through your body. When you opened your mouth to respond to him, you noticed that they had already left. The day that started off joyful quickly turned painful. Shortly after Cisco left, Caitlin, Barry, and HR came into the Cortex laughing about something HR probably said.

Barry immediately noticed your slumped shoulders and uncharacteristic quietness. “Hey, the birthday girl is not supposed to be sad,” he exclaimed coming over to you and throwing his arms around your shoulder. Barry and you shared a brother, sister relationship, you two would relentlessly tease each other, scold one another as well as be each other’s rock. Cisco would repeat from time to time that you both held the ability to read each other’s mind. Naturally, Barry was the first one to notice your feelings for Cisco and he has been the one who encouraged you the most to tell Cisco about them.

“Wait, it’s your birthday? Miss. (Y/L/N) why did you not tell me, I’m going to start on the decorations. Oh, and we must have cake, and presents,” HR starts to ramble but you weren’t in the mood for celebrations. When it came to celebrating your birthday, Cisco would keep you busy the entire day to keep your mind from wandering off to sad thoughts of your family not being there, which would result in you in tears. Coming to terms with the fact that he forgot about your birthday, along with the pain of watching him with another woman, knowing he would never look at you the same way as he looked at her, broke you. Added to that your family’s absence got to you, as well. The tears slipped out faster than you thought and within seconds you were sobbing into Barry’s shoulder. Cait dragged HR out of the cortex, explaining quietly to him why you were crying. It took you a couple of minutes to calm down but once the sobs turned into sniffles Barry took your face in his large hands making you face him.

“Missing them?” he whispers, to which you nod. “Come on, we’re going to my apartment and cooking!” Before you could protest he picked you up bridal style and sped you to his apartment. The rest of the day was spent cooking, and messing around. Cait and HR dropped by half way through the day with presents and cupcakes. Cait and Barry were curious on where Cisco was, knowing how every year he would be the one to remind them of your birthday. Not wanting to upset you further they didn’t ask for his whereabouts. When the sun set, you made your way back to your place, knowing that Cisco wouldn’t skip out on the movie night.

Once at your place, you prepped the couch, adding more pillows and bringing out your plush throws. You also made the popcorn and brought out the other snacks you reserved for this night. You waited and waited for him to show up, checking your phone every five minutes. The pain you felt in the morning returned with more intensity as the time passed with no response from Cisco.  Three hours after he was supposed to show up at your apartment you gave up hope of him coming. Sighing, you picked up the framed picture of your family, hugging it you laid on the couch letting the tears you held back spill out.

It was the annoying beeping of your phone that woke you up, you opened your eyes and put your hand up to shield your eyes from the sunlight piercing through your curtains. Picking up your phone as yet another notification beeps through, you get up from the couch where you guess you feel asleep last night. There was a total of 17 missed calls and 24 messages, 10 of the missed calls and 16 of the messages were from Cisco, the rest from Barry and Cait. Taking note of the time, you rushed to get ready and head over to the lab, not bothering to read any of the messages. You arrived at work a whooping 4 hours late, and when you walked into the cortex Cisco tackled you into a hug. You pushed him off of you, mad at him for not only forgetting your birthday and not showing up to your movie night but also not even having the decency to let you know that he wasn’t going to make it.

“Where were you? I was so worried, mi Amor,” he exclaimed as you brushed past him. Cait, Barry, and HR were all in the cortex, eyes darting from Cisco to you. When you don’t respond to Cisco, he sighs and walks over to your lab station. “Are you mad at me for missing movie night? I’m sorry. It’s just that well, Gypsy only visits occasionally and we have movie night every week it could wait,” he explained. Cait and HR visibly winced at this, realizing exactly how much Cisco hurt you. Barry, on the other hand, was furious, he knew that if Cisco didn’t show up to the movie night, you probably spent the entire night crying. Your eyes stung at those words, he still didn’t remember that yesterday was your birthday. Knowing yourself, you knew if you didn’t get out of this situation soon you would start sobbing, grabbing your things, you tried to make your way out of the cortex. However, you were stopped by Cisco who got a hold of your wrist. “Oh come on, (Y/N/N). It was one night, I said I was sorry, you’re blowing this out of proportion,” that all it took for the tears you were holding back to escape. Hearing you sniffle Cisco’s hold on your wrist faltered, giving you the perfect opening to escape from his grasp. Seeing your crying figure leave the cortex, Barry lost all his cool and went off on Cisco.

“What the hell man?!!” he all but screamed.

“What? I don’t know why it was big deal. I’ve missed movie nights before,” Cisco answered confused.

“Cisco, what was yesterday’s date?” Cait asked, to try and get him to realize his mistake.

“(Y/B/M) (Y/B/D),” Cisco replied it took a couple of seconds for him to realize why you were so upset. He missed your birthday. He completely forgot about it. URGH! How could he forget about his girl’s birthday?

“Oh I messed up,” he sighed, closing his eyes.

“Yeah you messed up,” Barry responded bitterly.

“I need to talk to her,” Cisco said, and started walking out of the cortex.

“Cisco, I don’t think she wants to see you right now,” Barry said, blocking the way out.

“But I have to, I hurt her Barry,” he said trying to swerve past him.

“Cisco, she’s mad at you at the moment. If she sees you, she’ll just be more upset,” Caitlin commented.

Defeated Cisco let’s out a sigh, “How do I fix this?” A deafening silence followed his question and he knew that he was to fix this himself. After leaving the cortex you made it to your car, however, you were in no shape to drive so you sat there crying, hoping that letting it all out of your system will make you feel better. It took a while for the stinging behind your eyes to diminish, and sobs to dwindle down to sniffles. While you were in the car Barry had called you several times along with sending you messages, deciding not to worry him further you called him.

“(Y/N/N), where are you?” he asked as soon as you picked up.

“In my car,” you croaked out.

“Do you want company?”

“No Barry I’m gonna go home now,” you say wanting nothing more than to curl into a ball under the covers. “I promise to call you if things go bad,” you added and bid him goodbye.

You were laying on your couch, curled up underneath your favorite blanket when the doorbell rang. Groaning you get up and open the door, only to be met face to face with a large bouquet of your favorite flowers, there were red tulips along with lilies of the valley. As you grabbed the beautiful flowers from the delivery boy, he wished you a happy belated birthday and left. Confused you closed your door and started to inspect the flowers for a card, upon finding it you opened it to find a simple ‘Sorry’ written on it. From that, it didn’t take that long for you to figure out the sender’s identity. Though you were not willing to forgive him for his actions just yet, you accepted the flowers happily putting them in water.

You went back to laying on the couch, opting to watch Supernatural instead of moping underneath your blankets. Ten minutes into the episode another knock came from your door when you opened it you were greeted by two teen girls holding what looked like 15 boxes of your favorite brand of chocolate. Seeing their struggle, you quickly grabbed some of the boxes from them, they too wished you a happy belated birthday and left. However, you called them back and gave 5 boxes each, when they refused you chuckled, saying chocolate is a medicine that all woman should share with each other. Opening the boxes, you found a note attached to the lid, unfolding it while popping a chocolate in your mouth you moaned in satisfaction as you read the note.

‘I know you were too nice not to share the boxes with the girls that delivered it. Unfortunately, that also means I had to stick this same note to all 15 of the boxes. So, girls if you’re reading this note, please stop. Now. I know I forgot your birthday, and I’m so sorry. I don’t know what came over me, that I would forget my girl’s birthday. I also know that since I wasn’t there to distract you, you spent the entire day thinking about your family. And on top of that, I had to be an idiot, and not show up to our movie marathon. Not only that, I didn’t even let you know I could make it, you went to sleep holding that framed picture of your family, didn’t you? I’m so sorry, mi Amor. I know that nothing I say can ever make up for the pain I caused you, but I hope I will be able to earn it from you.’

Okay, the mentality you had of not forgiving him was quickly diminishing. You couldn’t help it, the man had a way of making your heart melt. Another ten minutes passed before you had to get up from the couch once again to answer the knocking at your door. This time it was a woman at your door holding a beautiful wooden box, she smiled giving you the box and wishing you a happy belated birthday. There was a card attached to this present as well, it read ‘Put this on and be ready by 6.’ Curious and a little excited you opened the box to find a beautiful sapphire chiffon dress and matching jewelry. Looking at the time you noted you only had an hour to get ready, you quickly put on the dress, fixing your hair and makeup. At precisely six there was another knock at your door, this time you were greeted by none other than Cisco, dressed in a suit with his tie matching your dress. He held a single rose out to you, you smiled as you grabbed it, putting it in the vase with the others flowers he got you.

“I know that it may seem obligatory to tell your date that they look beautiful but mi amor you look stunning,” he says.

“Date?” you ask with raised eyebrows.

“Yes,” he said and offered his arm to you which you took. He walked you to a fancy restaurant, a little nervous. Feeling the nervousness come off him, you veered the conversation towards something he was more familiar. And within minutes he was back to being his usual happy sassy self. After dinner, he walked with you to a park where he got fidgety and nervous again, once you came to a pond he stopped and moved in front of him.

“(Y/N/N), I am so sorry for forgetting your birthday and I know how much it must have hurt when I didn’t show up to our movie night as well. Amor, when you left the Cortex crying I was afraid that I lost you forever. When that thought came to my mind, I realized just what you mean to me. (Y/N/N), I can’t imagine my life without you, I don’t think I could survive a single day without seeing your smiling face. I’ve been an oblivious idiot for long enough, I love you, I love you so much. Please give me a chance and be my girlfriend?” he exclaimed, holding tightly to your hands. His speech left you with very few words to say, and after a couple of minutes of silence, Cisco lets go of your hand with a crestfallen face. Sighing he turns away from you, “I understand. I mean I never expected someone as beautiful as you to agree to be in a relationship with me. I mean you are way out of my league, I just hope this won’t affect our friendship. I really don’t want to lose you, gosh I just messed everything up didn’t I? I’m such an id-“ You stopped Cisco’s rambling by crashing your lips to his, it took him a second before matching the kiss with the same amount of passion you had.

“Cisco Ramon, you are an idiot,” you laughed pulling away from him, “Only because you were totally oblivious to my love for you for this long.”

“You love me?” Cisco asked quietly afraid he might have heard you wrong.

“Yes, Cisco I love you.”

“I love you too.”

“FINALLY!!!” Cisco and you jumped at the sound coming from a large bush near the pond. Cisco moved slightly in front of you as you watch Barry, Cait, and HR get up from their hiding spot, brushing the dirt and leaves off them.

“How long have you guys been following us?” you ask amused at your disheveled friends.

“Since the restaurant,” HR confessed before Barry or Cait could come up with a lie.

“Hey Cisco, hurt her-“ Barry started.

“And I’ll freeze your balls,” Cait finished, smirking evilly. Cisco’s expression at the comment was priceless, you knew he was imagining at Killer Frost grabbing hold of his manhood. Shuddering at the thought yourself, you couldn’t help but laugh at his alarmed and within moments the rest of the huddle were clutching their sides laughing. Cisco pulled you in for another kiss, holding you close and beaming at you as he let go, giving you the expression that you had seen him give many women before, but this time it was different. Not only was it aimed at you, there were adoration and longing, but there was also love in his expression.

All Fics Tag: @sierra-jk

I’m seeing all these Lance and Lotor interactions popping up and jealous Keith popping up as well but we are neglecting the opinion of someone very important:

Blue Lion.

Because do you truly believe Blue will just let some f*ckboy come up here and bother her precious paladin? Heck no. If Lotor thinks he can get within ten feet of Lance and not get these giant robot claws, he has another thing coming.

It all seems so optimistic and idyllic: a young couple setting off for space, taking only their pets and their hopes and dreams for a better life among the stars …

Unless you’re the poor slave robot with the pincer claw hand that’s been manhandled and carelessly crammed into their luggage, with one arm flopping about.

Or the rocket’s sentient AI, given artificial life and forced into menial astronavigational tasks.

Something tells me this is just going to end in meatbag tears floating in zero g.

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Super belated birthday fic for @dangandingus !! Please enjoy!

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Everyone gradually began to bid their farewells as breakfast concluded. Smiles were exchanged as plastic cutlery clattered against the elongated table, as all the students were satisfied with what they had eaten. The maid stacked the dishes, carrying them to the kitchen with a polite grin as each person left the dining hall.

Tightening her scrunchies, Harukawa let out a sigh, as she pondered what she could do today. There were only a limited number of things to do in her room, but she didn’t particularly fancy spending time with anyone else.

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"Hey. I heard you weren't feeling well." He offered the red one a grocery bag with snacks that you only needed one hand to eat with. "I hope this helps." He did his best to smile.

Knuckles looked up in surprise to see Shadow and tilted his head when he was offered the bag. “Uh yeah, …A giant robot claw kind of snagged my arm when I was unfairly distracted in battle” He tried to make it less his fault because he didn’t want Shadow to think he was weak. 

“Huh, what’s this stuff?” He then asked, taking the bag with his one hand

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The Champion stood in front of Matt, waiting for the other Galra to let him see him. Seeing the other was still recovering. His purple eyes glaring at the other.

Matt said nothing as they worked on him, he clicked his tongue as he waited until they were done before he sat up, his clawed robotic hands unclenching as he cracked his neck slightly. He focused his gold specs on the Champion. “…what are you looking at?” He said while moving to redress himself.