sneake lab

anonymous asked:

Mermaid au Shownu please?? I love how well you write Monsta X, especially Shownu and Wonho! (I also wanted to request Wonho but I didn't want to overwhelm you bc I know you said you worry abt the way you write him but I really think you do him the most justice as a writer ❤️❤️❤️ feel free to do either or both if the inspiration strikes! Love you and your writing so much!!) 😊

i actually have an idea for shownu,,,it’s a little bit more angsty than what i usually write, but i hope u like it!! ill write wonho soon too~~
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  • you’ve been working as a lab assistant to a group of marine biologists for almost a month when you overhear that finally,,,,,,the scientists have caught a mermaid
  • and at first you don’t believe,,,,,,,,a mermaid??? do those even exist??? but everyone in the lab is in an uproar about it that you assume,,,,it has to be true
  • and a couple of days later the big tank in one of the labs is apparently home to the newest experiment and when you go over the room is packed with scientists, interns, assistants, divers,,,,,,
  • and you can barely see the mermaid but you catch a glimpse of the huge tail as he swims by and everyone is chatting about how BIG he is,,,how he must have swam too close to the shore or something
  • but since you can’t see anything you just decide to leave it at that,,,,,but something feels weird,,,,,,
  • thankfully the scientists trust you enough to close up every now and then so after most of them have gone home you sneak carefully into lab room 3 where the tank is clear ocean water,,,,, and you see him,,,,,,
  •  and he’s nothing like what you read about in fantasy books,,,,no scary gills or yellow eyes,,,,,,,he’s,,,,,beautiful??
  • and the closer you get the more you see ,,,, the toned upper body,,,,which makes sense he swims to stay alive,,,,but also the pretty emerald color scales on his tail,,,that shimmer whenever the lights in the lab reflect into the water
  • and even in the water it’s obvious that his skin is slightly golden,,,,,and in his ears u can see earrings,,,,pearls,,,, and you’re so caught up that you don’t even notice that you’ve come so close to the glass
  • and when you put ur hand on it he finally seems to notice you,,,,whipping around in the water and swimming toward you
  • so fast that you even jump back a bit,,,,but his face oh god,,,up close ,,,,, you swear no man you’ve ever seen has looked like,,,,,,That
  • but even though he’s so big,,,his broad shoulder and handsome face,,,there’s fear in his eyes and you can’t really read lips all that well but he’s saying something 
  • cautiously you get closer to the glass and you’re like ??? pointing to your ears and trying to motion that you can’t hear
  • so he slows down and you can make out the words : where am i
  • and you look around,,,hurriedly finding a notepad and scribbling down ‘laboratory’ showing it to the boy and the fear in is eyes gets even deeper
  • so you change the subject and write ‘what’s your name?’ turning to show it to him and ,,,,, he hesitates,,,, but slowly says it and you focus on his lips 
  • “shownu?”
  • and you write down ur own name and show it to him,,,,,but u can see he still isn’t settled so u add ‘they’re not going to hurt you here. they just want to look at you because we’ve never seen mermaids before’
  • and shownu suddenly puts his hand against the glass and you turn around because you hear footsteps and you duck under a nearby desk
  • when two scientists walk in,,,chatting about how they forgot their IDs but also,,,,,about some experiments they’d like to perform on the ‘mermaid’,,,,,take samples from his gills,,,,,,maybe do some other procedures
  • and when they’re gone,,,,,you can see that shownu has retreated to the back of the tank,,,,,and u feel,,,,,horrible
  • because as much as you’d thought there was something good about discovering mermaids,,,,,was there really if the scientist forgot that even with his body?? shownu,,,,is still a person,,,,,
  • and you don’t know why but you can’t think of anything else but that you have to get shownu out of there
  • and you get up to leave but hear a knocking on the tank,,,turning around to see him there,,,,,,so powerful and strong but also,,,,trapped
  • and you motion that you have to go but you smile and somehow,,,,shownu understands what you mean
  • and for the next week you see shownu,,,,being ogled by the scientists,,,,the poor boy has an identification tag clipped to his fin and on the daily you see blood samples, scales, and more being taken from him
  • and you realize that there are stairs the scientists use to get to the top of the tank and finally,,,when its ur turn to lock up again u visit shownu except you motion for him to swim to the top
  • and as you go up the stairs,,,,the surface of the water in the tank comes into view and suddenly shownu swims toward it,, head poking out as he throws his wet hair out of his face and shakes off the droplets that run down his neck
  • and once again ur mesmerized by his beauty,,,,,but u shake it off to and kneel down to the edge so you can speak with him and you’re like “i want to get you out,,,,but it’s going to be hard,,,,,” and shownu nods,,,not saying much and you bite back your lip and you’re like
  • “they’ll probably be transporting you to another bigger lab soon,,,when they put you in the smaller tank on wheels i might be able to get you out then,,,,the ocean is really close by,,,,”
  • shownu reaches out,,,and you look at his hand,,,,worried but you put yours in it and he looks at you,,,,,,,,,
  • eyes a dark,,,,beautiful brown and you hear him for the first time 
  • “ill trust you.”
  • his voice,,,is softer than his appearance,,,,but it makes your heartbeat and shownu seems to sense the rise of heat in your body because he makes a concerned expression that you just play off with laughter and ur like!!!! i,,,thank u ill do my best,,,,,ill be back tomorrow!!!
  • and you get up,,,,slightly stumbling in embarrassment of blushing in front of a mermaid you met a WEEK ago
  • but shownu swims down toward the glass as you leave the lab and with a wave you say goodbye
  • another weeks goes by and every evening you try and sneak in to see how shownu is doing,,,it’s obvious not being in the actual ocean where his family and friends are is hurting him
  • and you try to find out when they’ll be transporting him
  • and the day comes,,,finally and luckily some of the scientist tell you to wheel the tank down the hall to where the other assistants will take over and you agree
  • lifting the lid slightly as shownu sits,,,cramped in the space,,,tail scrunched up and big shoulders threatening to burst the damn glass 
  • and youre like “shownu,,,im going to get you out of here!” and even though he doesn’t reply,,,you see him turn his head and smile,,,,,so cutely,,,,,,,
  • and so instead of going down the hall you wheel him toward the back door of the lab,,,,which has a ramp thankfully and you’re shaking in fear that someone will notice but it’s only until you’re at the dock where the scientists come in on their boats that you hear the alarm 
  • and as quickly as possible you try to tip over the tank,,,but shownu is heavy and big and so you do what you can only think off,,,
  • with a running start you push the tank and the cart it’s on into the ocean,,,,, shownu seems to get the idea and as soon as it hits the water he pushes himself out,,,,,,,,and you can hear people shouting and they’re going to find you soon
  • but as you stand there on the dock,,,,frightened,,,, you feel someone grab your ankle and pull you down into the water
  • strong arms catch you,,,holding you tight to their chest and you hold your breathe as you go underwater,,,shownu swimming as fast as possible away from the dock 
  • and once you’re far out enough,,, and he makes sure to take into account that you can’t breath too long underwater,,, he swims back to the surface of the water and lets you go as you gulp for air and cough a bit,,,
  • and you can see that you’ve got to be at least a good 5 miles away from shore and you turn to shownu,,,,who has lost the fear in his eyes,,,,replaced instead with gentle concern as he reaches out but then stops,,,,,dropping his hand and sheepishly looking away
  • murmuring out,,,,are you ok? and you nod,,,,still a bit out of breath
  • but you smile and go “i think i can’t go back there,,,,they’ll probably know it was me,,,” and shownu gives you a slightly upset look,,,something between remorse,,,but also,,,,even with his big frame he reminds u of a puppy dog begging for forgiveness
  • and it makes you laugh and ur like “don’t worry,,,,i was just an assistant anyway,,,,but also,,,,,”
  • you look around and there’s nothing but ocean and you’re like “i need,,,,to get back to land,,,” and shownu nods, coming closer and scooping you back up into his arms
  • and ur like “wa-wa-wha-wait- wha-”
  • and once again you’re being held and shownu is swimming so fast,,,but this time ur not clutching your eyes closed in fear,,,, and it stings a little but the water passing by you two is so pretty and shownu,,,,is so big comfortable 
  • that you wish you’d be able to stay like this a bit longer,,,,but you do need air
  • and once you’re close enough to the shore to swim back on your own shownu bows his head and lets you go and says that he’s grateful you helped him
  • and you’re like “oh! one thing!”
  • and you duck underwater,, swimming and finding his fin,,,unclipping the ID and coming back to the surface holding it and you’re like “i don’t want it to bother you anymore,,,” and shownu ,,,,,,
  • seems shocked,,,,but his expression goes soft again,,,,and u swear u see him blush this time,,,, and he goes “,,,,do you visit the ocean often?”
  • and you shrug,,,saying that you probably won’t since you’ll have to quit at the lab,,,but then you stop yourself and look at him and go “but,,,,ill come by every now and then,,,,,,will i see you?”
  • and this time u see the blush,,, the way he puts up one hand to cover his mouth and nose,,,,,but he nods and u grin telling him you’d like him to take you swimming again 
  • but shownu catches you before you start your swim back and from around your neck he motions to your own ID and he’s like “m,,,may i?”
  • and you take it off,, passing it to him and he points to his ID that you’re holding and he’s like “to remember,,,,,me by.” and you’re like “yes, to remember you by.”
  • and you start swimming back,,,,shownu diving back toward the depths of the ocean,,, clutching your ID in his hand and bring it up once more to see the smiling photo of you,,,,,,the human that risked so much for him,,,,,,,(and that he finds immensely adorable) 
Lost Light Apartment Careers
  • Rodimus: Police officer. Trying to work his way up to being captain. Think's he'll never be as good as Orion Pax. Is correct.
  • Minimus: Police officer, a sergeant who doesn't stop working and won't accept a report if it isn't absolutely perfect.
  • Prowl: Police Officer, Detective, partners with Chromedome. One of the best detectives in the precinct, but not very well liked. Has gone through many partners due to everyone's hatred towards him. They usually end up requesting a new partner. Chromedome is his latest one, and everyone bets on how long he'll last.
  • Springer: Police officer, currently captain. A bit tense and doing his best to remember what Kup taught him. Makes some mistakes but is a good captain.
  • Chromedome: Police officer, transferred to a new precinct so he can be closer and live with Rewind. Only moved in with his boyfriend recently. A bit weirded out by Prowl.
  • Rewind: Data Analyst, loves his job more than anything and will analyze data out of work. Records everything, much to everyone's annoyance.
  • Whirl: Security guard/bouncer. Will fuck you up. Has gotten fired for starting bar fights, and not stopping them like she's supposed to. Lets underage people in clubs, even though she can tell when somoene has a fake ID.
  • Megatron: Used to be the leader of a gang, ex-hitman ect. Should be in jail, and thinks his gang has scattered and is no more, unfortunately, this is not the case. Now has picked up a job as an English teacher at a public school. Refuses to give up information to the cops about his gang, even though it's a case they haven't been able to solve in years.
  • Drift: What does he do? How does he get so much money? No one knows.
  • Ratchet: Head surgeon at the local hospital, also owns a clinic near the apartment block that offers free medical care to those who can't afford it. He works A LOT. Spends more time at the clinic and the hospital than he does at home.
  • Tarn: Took over as leader of the gang after Megatron left. Has much rage at Megatron's abandonment, and is looking for him everywhere. Will not stop if anyone gets in his way. Lots of white collar crime, and will plan heists and kill/torture people for money.
  • Pharma: Is almost equal to Ratchet in rank, but not quite. Is incredibly resentful about it because he thinks he is the better doctor. Scoffs at Ratchet's medical clinic, and spends most of his time at the hospital, or secretly hooking up with Tarn. And sneaking out organs and other body parts to give to the DJD.
  • Sideswipe: Translator and businessman, owns the building. Travels a lot for work, and can speak a lot of languages because of it. Usually, brings Sunstreaker with him when he travels. Dropped out of high school to pursue career, and it worked out quite well.
  • Sunstreaker: Freelance artist. Has illustrated for books and done animations, but loves paintings murals.
  • Skids: Still studying at university, has multiple majors. Gets perfect scores in them all. Could probably graduate uni early, but he enjoys learning. Has a job as a cashier to bring in cash for rent. Also roommates with Nautica, who's also studying and works as a cashier alongside him.
  • Fortress Maximus: Doesn't have a job yet, living off government compensation.
  • Perceptor: Scientist. Metallurgy and electrical engineering. Loves his job, and spends most of his time working.
  • Brainstorm: Weapons engineer. A literal Tony Stark. Wants to work with Perceptor, but gets rejected every time. Has also gotten kicked out for trying to sneak into Perceptors lab. Develops new and dangerous weapons, but keeps the most dastardly ones for himself.
  • Cosmos: Astronomer.
  • Waspinator: Unemployed. Hovers around and lives in the alley.
  • Soundwave: Used to be a part of Megatron's gang, but abandoned it as well. Now works as a computer software engineer.
  • Swerve: Works a bartender, trying to save up to open his own bar. Is failing, always ends up spending saved up money on drinks, video games or excessive amounts of junk food.
  • Rung: Psychologist. Most of his patients are also his neighbors. Likes to volunteer his time at public schools to lend proper help to struggling students
  • Cyclonus: History professor at the local university. Hates all her students. Scariest teacher ever.
  • Tailgate: Quit her job as a garbage woman, and is currently looking to either study, or find a job that doesn't involve cleaning up trash.
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What if Teru pulls a Helga Pataki? I’m talking about head-over-heels Teru planting one on Mob during the heat of the moment. Like after a big boss battle leaving Mob totally unresponsive on the floor, everyone’s crowding around him very worried. But then Mob breathes and slowly sits up. An overjoyed, emotional Teru (who was legit crying btw) pushes his way first, goes down on his knees and hugs Mob first. Then he kisses him straight on the lips. Happy and overwhelmed. Drawing back, Teru eyes shine as he says special words. Mob just stares. Teru painfully realises what he’s done. Mob turns red red red. And Teru just prays for death cuz he’s kinda let the cat out of the bag


This is such a trivial detail that probably means nothing, but the lab now has a camera focused on the spot Eleven escaped through. I mean it makes sense that they’re now gonna monitor that spot, especially since El was able to escape undetected through it, but still it raises the question of why they still have a need to monitor it? Are there other experiments inside who they don’t want to escape through it? Are they making sure no one (namely 4 curious boys with a missing friend) is able to sneak into the lab through it? If it is to keep someone (the boys) from entering, is there anything specific inside that they’re hiding now, besides the gate? Is the camera just a precaution considering Eleven got out because that spot wasn’t before monitored? It’s such a small detail, but I want to now if there’s more of a reason why the lab would now watch this spot

Preference #18- Details of Your First Kiss with Them

Tony: It was sloppy. The two of you had had a bit too much to drink at the party Tony had thrown after yet another successful mission. Alcohol was making the both of you a bit more cheeky than usual and it led to the two of you locking lips in his lab. You two had sneaked away to his lab to get away from all of the people and then it just sort of happened. The kiss was short while being full of clashing tongues and Tony almost missing your mouth. It may have been a bit sloppy, but it wouldn’t be forgotten.

Steve: You hadn’t expected your first kiss to be with Steve after a mission and you certainly didn’t expect to be the one who initiated it. Steve had once again been reckless in the mission and it had scared the hell out of you. When you all got back on the jet, your eyes were blazing with anger at the blonde haired man. The two of you hollered at each other until your throats were burning. Steve was in the middle of a long-winded rant when you couldn’t take it anymore. You grabbed him by the back of his neck and smashed your lips to his. This stopped his rant completely as he kissed you back. That was one hell of a first kiss.

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Truth Corner

I’ve shipped Snarry since 2000.

I used to sneak into the computer lab every free second I had and read it. I must have looked insane, hunched over eyes flickering rapidly back and forth as I tried to devour every word on the screen. I would stay late, pretend I had extra curriculars just to get a bit more time to myself.

I didn’t even know what shipping was, I just knew I was in love with this tragically wonderful pairing.

I was shunned because I wouldn’t shut up about it. When the other kids were going as generic Hogwarts students to the book releases, I dressed as Snape.

I printed out fics to read on the bus home. Epic amounts of paper I kept in binders, treasured. I wrote fics too…they’ve since dissapeared from one of my originals, saved by some lovely person on lj can be found on my ao3 under the same username as here. IYAP by Cybele made me cry like a baby the first time I read it, and still does. #snarry was my first ship and holds my heart

Originally posted by sh-destiel

unex1stanc3  asked:

So when is Atlas being added to your OC page? Is he healthy? How's his alien hunting going? Does he live in a dystopian future thing or this world but with aliens? May we have a small backstory for him?

AH THATS TRUE i need to add him there too haha i thought i did but NOPE. 

I dont have enough about this background to answer most of these tbh i still need to take some time to sit and shill and think about everything haha. 

  • All I know is he is one of my youngest ocs, being like….18? 19? a kid pretty much haha at least compared to my other babies.
  • In his world most people kinda have suspicions about aliens being real but its his job, along with many many others of course, to keep aliens away from people cuz a majority of them are dangerous (but not on purpose?)
  • Aliens in this world arent really humanoid or at least not yet. A majority of aliens they hunt are more animal-like. Creatures? idk. With varying degrees of intelligence. 
  • Although he hunts them, Atlas ADORES aliens. He’s the type of guy who will buy anything thats alien or space themed. He wears the “I want to believe” t-shirt.
  • Some alien hunters prefer to annihilate aliens. Atlas doesnt believe in doing that at all unless its absolutely necessary (such as human lives being in grave danger) and Atlas prefers to capture aliens alive instead.
  • After aliens are captured they are either kept to study or sent away to another planet/world. Atlas often sneaks into the labs to study the aliens himself
  • He will try to form bonds with aliens hoping for some kind of communication or whatever but so far not much luck. He just…he just wants an alien friend/pet. He just has so much love. What a nerd I hate him. I hate him I love him. 

Overall Atlas is a big space nerd who loves aliens and just wants everyone to live together in peace.

Which is why it pissed me off when people told me I should design him to look tougher and more baddass cuz it would fit his character more LIKE NAH BITCH PRETENDING TO KNOW MY SON MORE THAN ME he isnt like that at all haha. 


Mission Tonysitting

I’m sick and cranky so I wrote something to cheer myself up. It turned into this half crack-y, half cute ficlet. Since it was so amusing to write, I hope it’ll make someone else’s day better too. Enjoy (and please don’t take this too serious)!

For @arboreal-elm-ash-oak because an embarrassingly long time ago you asked about a tiny!Tony/protective!WS story which still hasn’t happened. This is just a ficlet but I hope you’ll like it all the same :)

Also @ketlingr Yay, I wrote something! Does that mean I get those cupcakes now, please? *huge tiny!Tony puppy eyes activated*

“We need to talk,” Tony says with all the grave severity a seven year old is able to convey whilst dangling his feet from a desk, as he observes his companion riffling through the pockets of an unconscious security guard.

The Soldier grunts in acknowledgement, causing Tony to beam proudly. It’s taken him a couple of days to get under his silent companion’s skin, but now they’re almost having something approaching an actual conversation. It’s great. One day soon, Soldier is gonna tell him his real name and they’re gonna be best friends and Soldier is gonna wave his huge gun at anyone who’s ever mean to Tony.

It’s gonna be amazing.

All in good time though. [It’s what Ana says when she’s baking cookies and he’s not allowed to try one until after they’ve cooled off a little–but Tony thinks the same rules apply probably apply for other things as well.]

For now Soldier is taking paintings off the wall and Tony is supposed to talk about The Rules.

Usually The Rules are set by his minder. Don’t disable the kitchen appliances, for example, or Don’t set my shoes on fire, I don’t care about what experiment you needed them for or Don’t sneak into your father’s lab or Don’t set anything on fire, ever.

It’s taken Tony less than four hours to figure out that Soldier isn’t very good with children though–which, Tony can totally relate, he isn’t very good with children either, his mother always tells her friends that with a mournful sigh. And because Tony can be nice and not be a brat, no matter what his father says, (and because he doesn’t want Soldier’s mother to sigh sadly at him) he’s decided to help the poor man out.

And it’s not like Soldier isn’t trying. He bought Tony a hot dog and a lollipop when he complained about being hungry–well, he’s never seen Soldier hand over any money, but Tony’s pretty sure the owner wouldn’t have just given them away, so he must have been sneaky about it. Soldier is very good at being sneaky.

He doesn’t seem to know about The Rules though, which is why it falls to Tony to make them up. That’s exactly what he’s explaining to Soldier now–though he still looks far more interested in the now bare wall.

Soldier makes another sound of acceptance.

“Great!” Tony carefully slips off the desk, then claps his hands together once. “The first rule is that you have to tell me why we’re committing a felony before we do it.”

Technically he’s stolen that line from a joke Aunt Peggy made a couple of weeks ago but he’s sure she won’t mind and it’s also kind of appropriate. “Don’t look at me like that,” he scowls when Soldier turns around to face him, “I just helped you break into a government facility, I’m not stupid,” Tony crosses his arms and frowns up at Soldier. “I’ve been in one before, you know?” Well, almost. It wasn’t Tony’s fault that the security didn’t check the entire car, and if his father hadn’t found him he would have made it.

Luckily Soldier is already losing interest, his gaze fixating on the bookshelves on the opposite site of the room. Tony spares a second to pity the books for their undignified end before he continues. 

“It’s not that it’s gonna stop us,” he feels the need to clarify, not that it isn’t obvious by now, because if there’s one thing his father has taught him is that laws need to be broken to get things done all the time. “But that way at least I have all the facts.”

Soldier doesn’t disagree, so Tony considers the motion passed.

“What are you looking for anyways?” He tilts his head to one side, watches his friend’s destructive actions with curiosity. “Oh, is it a hidden safe?”

When Soldier bars his teeth–Tony assumes it’s meant to be smile, if not a very good one–he whoops in excitement. This is so great! It’s like a treasure hunt, just with more people for Soldier to punch.

“You should check the desk,” Tony points out, eager to help. “It’s very sturdy, and not in the efficient way. And the-”

He doesn’t get to finish because Soldier slams his metal hand–his metal hand–down onto the surface of the desk and the wood just cracks, pieces flying everywhere. A few, thankfully pretty small ones, get stuck in Tony’s arms, but he’s too hyped up to feel the pain right now. 

Because this is so cool. Because he was right. And also because Soldier actually listened to him.

“See, this is what we have the first rule for!” Tony tries to sound reproachful but he suspects the giggles he can’t keep from spilling over his lips ruin that effect.

Then Soldier bends down and pulls something out of the mess–it doesn’t look very interesting, just a couple of those boring files Aunt Peggy carries around with her all the time–and his lips stretch into that terrible, terrible not-smile but his eyes are so bright, and really, Tony smiles pretty enough for the both of them anyways.

Soldier takes a step towards him to ruffle a hand through Tony’s hair almost gently and says, in actual words, “Good job, kid.”

The sound of yelling and heavy footsteps from further down the hall ruins the moment and Soldier reloads his machine gun and gestures for Tony to hide. It doesn’t work out too well, there are just too many men coming in and Soldier has to protect Tony too. In the end, there’s no other choice but to surrender–

By which Soldier apparently means slinging Tony over his shoulder like a sack of wiggly potatoes and jumping straight out of a five store building to the sound of screams and gunfire.

Best babysitter ever.

Yep, that’s literally it lol. Thoughts? Opinions? Anything you guys have to add?

Able to check one thing off of my long ass list of headcannons to do.
Enjoy some Tony.

Tony Stark headcannons:

-Low key thought you were going to be another one night stand.

-Probably feels bad about doing this to you, but on the other hand, realized he actually harbored some feelings for you.

-Who am I kidding, he thought you were hot af the fist time he saw you, that’s why he hired you in the first place.

-Pepper feels shocked when she sees you in the morning because you never seemed like the type to do this.

-She’s low key pissed at Tony because he probably ruined this job for you.

-Shocked when Tony tells her about his feelings he has for you, but not in a mushy way, the usual stark, blunt way.

-“She’s hot”
-“Tony you say that about all the women”
-“Yeah,but this ones different”

-Gives you his usual playboy smile the next time he sees you.

-Totally asks you out to dinner.

-You 10/10 say yes and really thrilled about this.

-You having second thoughts about going on the date because everyone’s said to keep relationships out of the office.

-Cancelling the date because of these insecurities.

-Tony being Tony, he doesn’t take no for an answer and shows up to your place with the dress he bought for the date he set up.

-“Tony what are you doing here?”
-“Didn’t I say we were going out today?”
-“But I told you I couldn’t go.”
-“Wow, you look so busy at the moment, come on get the dress on, we’re heading to Paris”

-Shocked that he knew your dress size.

-Like seriously, the dress fit like a glove.

-The date ends up being the best date you’ve ever been on.

-Actually falling in love with him.

-Him securing that feeling and telling you he felt the same.

-After keeping the relationship in she shadows for a while, he finally releases it out into the public.

-This shocks everyone because Tony is known as the “billionaire playboy philanthropist”

-It hurts you a bit when everyone thinks you’re just dating him because he’s rich.

-Probably the best relationship you’ve ever had in a REALLY long time.

-No joke, he’d give you the world if he could.

-Nobody knows stark like you do, not even pepper. He’s told you thinks that Jarvis doesn’t even know, and he built the damned thing.

-Speaking of which, Jarvis has seen you so much that he’s called you Mrs.Stark.

-Tony not wanting children, but changes his mind when he sees you holding your friends baby.

-Low key whipped for you, but not being able to admit it.

-You are his weakness, so if anyone thinks about fucking with you, they have a WHOLE nother thing coming.

-Waking up at 1 am and having to drag him away from his newest project.

-“10 more minutes babe, I’ll be up soon”
-“Tony you said that last time and you never came”
-“Just trust me, I’ll be there soon”

-Actually trusting him and getting pissed when you find out he’s not in bed in the morning.

-You actually ground him from being able to do ANYTHING other than spend time with you or sleep.

-He probably sneaks into the lab when you’re not paying attention.

-This leads to an unwanted fight.

-Feels like shit seeing you cry, so he buys you anything you want.

-You opt out on the object.

-“I’d rather buy your time.”

-He totally melts into a puddle after hearing you say this.

-(y/n) 1 — Tony 0


A/N: The first paragraph was the prompt given by my professor. It was a little strange, and not my writing style but meh… it is what it is.

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Johnny Dystopian AU

It was dark when Johnny awoke. Too dark. Was the power out? Johnny fumbled for the clock on the nightstand and in the process knocked it to the floor. His fingers brushed the smooth face of his phone, which he grabbed tightly and laid upon his chest. His head was pounding and he was terribly thirsty. After clumsily kicking off his covers, Johnny held the phone upright and pressed the ‘home’ button. The harsh glow of the screen hurt his eyes and he squinted at the sharp, bright background image of a tropical beach. The bar at the top of the screen read ‘no service,’ and only 10% of the battery remained. There were also about a dozen missed calls and a bunch of text messages from his friends. At a glance, most of the texts contained the word ‘relocated,’ which Johnny did not find amusing. You guys sure picked a great time for practical jokes. But what made him gasp and sit up was the date and time, floating over the clear, blue water and the dappled white sand like some sort of mirage. August 29, 2016. 11:34 p.m. That’s impossible! How could I have been asleep for an entire week?!

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[Finale spoilers]

Ignoring LoT and Westallen, imagine if Barry and Len had been secretly dating and then one day Barry just doesn’t show up and since they agreed to keep things secret for a little while longer, he can’t ask team Flash so he waits and hopes. He notices that the Flash doesn’t come out anymore, only kid Flash and is worried Barry got hurt so one night, he decides to sneak into star labs except…no Barry. He instead decides to take a look in the West’s home but again, no Barry…however there’s the detectives daughter, Barry’s sister. She’s crying. A picture is held in her hand and though Len can’t see it, he can guess, and he feels his world begin to crumble around him.

The next day, the headlines confirm it. The Flash is gone. Dead.

Along with Len’s heart.

anonymous asked:

Imagine Sabrina sneaking into the science lab after school to work on this old Wiccan spell she found in her mother's grimoire, and she accidentally mixes some things that she wasn't supposed to and whoops there was a small explosion and now Cheryl (who was cleaning up after a River Vixens rehearsal) meets the new girl who's now covered in sot and coughing up smog but hOT DAMN IS SHE CUTE

Wow imagine my heart exploding because that’s what you just did to me

Garnet, Amethyst, and Pearl all work at Los Alamos. Pearl is a meticulous mathematician, whereas Amethyst is the scatterbrained engineer who goes through bouts of messy brilliance that result in chalk scrawled across every blackboard and snacks left all over the lab. Garnet is the team leader who keeps everything together. All are ex-military. Rose was a Captain who died in the war. Peridot joins the team when she arrives at Los Alamos in 1947.

The three of them take care of Steven since Rose died. He technically isn’t allowed on site, but Amethyst often sneaks him into the lab regardless, swearing him to secrecy. They refer to these as their “secret missions” which alarms Peridot at one point.

During her time there, Peridot ends up befriending them. Garnet invites her to family dinner and it turns into a routine for her and Lapis to attend at the end of every week.

Peridot’s still new to this………

Risky Game

Request: Hiii can I request where you’re Tony’s daughter and he forces Peter to break up with you thanks ☺️

Originally posted by find-a-reaction-gif

Warnings: angstANGSTANSGST

Peter Parker x Reader

Your hair was in a lengthy, thin braid draped over your shoulder. Even from Peter’s spot in the crowd, he could see the smudged eyeliner and mascara underneath your eyes. 

“Romance,” you spoke delicately, “who loves to nod and sing. With drowsy head and folded wing, among the green leaves as they shake.”

He bit his lip, looking down at his hands which were folded tightly in his lap. “Far down within some shadowy lake,” you continued and Peter looked up, only to lock eyes with you.

You smiled at him, taking a beat before continuing on proudly. 

The crowd was clearly entranced by your voice and words. And while Peter usually found his girlfriend’s poetry readings to be the most calming and amazing things in his life, though tonight was different. He hadn’t noticed you had ended until you took a seat beside him. 

“That was so nerve wracking,” you grinned, shoving the poetry book into your bag. “What did you think?”

He looked at you and managed a smile. “It was amazing, [Y/n]. as usual.”

Your plump lips turned up into a smile, [e/c] eyes lighting up. “I’m so glad you liked it.”

Peter continued to answer your questions with short words and shook his head “no” or “yes” whenever you asked for an opinion.

“Come on,” he said after the readings ended. “I want to get you home before curfew.”

You made no comment, only smiled and nodded.

Together, you both strode along the sidewalk, the sun just going down. Cool spring air tickled Peter’s face, brushing itself through his hair and combing through the trees.

When you reached for his hand, Peter tensed up.

You paused.“Is something wrong?” you finally exclaimed, as though you’d been dying to ask for hours.

Peter looked at you, his eyes wide; he looked like a deer in headlights. “Nothing is wrong,” he quickly said. “Are you sure?” you asked, wrinkling your nose. “You’ve been acting strange all night.”

Peter sighed, his hands suddenly feeling clammy and sweaty. “There’s one thing,” he admitted. “One thing that I have to tell you right now and I’ve been holding it off all night because I really don’t want to have to say it out loud.”

You averted your eyes, lashes skimming her upper cheek. “Is something wrong with May?” you asked, sounding as though you could burst into a cry. “No, no, May’s fine,” Peter assured and you visibly relaxed. “Then what is it?”

It’s done.

We’re over.

I can’t do this anymore.

I can’t see you like this.

I don’t want to see you anymore.

The words rushed through Peter’s lungs, stinging his heart whenever he took a breath to speak. The words felt foreign and vile in his mouth. They tasted toxic and poisonous and deadly. And all the while, he meant none of it.

“Why are you doing this?” you finally asked at the end of his speech. “Is this about my father?”

For a split second, Peter feared that you knew his secret. 

“Is this about who I am, about me being Tony Stark’s daughter?” 

You didn’t, he reminded himself. You knew nothing of his identity nor had you ever met Spider-Man (despite being the daughter of Stark.)  

“That’s not was this is about,” he said as calmly as he could. “This isn’t about anything you did. It’s about-”

“Let me guess,” you interrupted, suddenly sounding angry. “This is about you. ‘It’s not me, it’s you, it’s nothing you did, it’s all my fault.’” You spoke mockingly and Peter could tell you were blindingly angry, confused, sad, scared. “Okay, well fine.”

“[Y/n], I’m so sorry,” Peter wanted to say. He wanted to leap forward and swoop you into his arms and kiss you.

But he didn’t. 

He watched as you  tore off the necklace he’d given you as a gift. “Here,”you said softly. “I don’t want it.”

“[Y/n],” he began, taking a deep breath. 

You grasped his hand, putting the cool chain into his palm then curling his fingers around it. “I don’t want it,” you repeated. 

“Hey, doughnut, how’d the date go?” your father asked when you trudged through the door. You took a breath before dropping your purse to the floor. “He broke up with me,” you said plainly. 

Tony jolted up from his seat, staring at you. “What?”

“He broke up with me, I don’t really want to go into details,” you added sternly, kicking off your shoes. “I’m fine,” you quickly said when he opened his mouth. “Just tired. I’m going to bed early.”

“Goodnight,” he called aimlessly as you quickly headed to your bedroom. 

Feigning innocence was something generally easy for Tony to do, though not in this case. Lying to you wasn’t something he’d wanted to do. More something he had to. 

I’m fine. You memorized the words and the sympathetic looks that came with it. 

“Dad, I really don’t want to talk about,” you’d finally snapped one morning, dropping your spoon into your bowl. He pursed his lips as you angrily stood up. “I just want to make sure that-”

“Remember how every time I try and talk about mom?” you suddenly yelled. “Why don’t you try to imagine how I feel right now.”

You stormed off, leaving your father in shock, his coffee mug halfway to his mouth. “Ouch,” he muttered before taking a sip. Perhaps forcing the Spiderling to break up with you wasn’t such a smooth move on his part. Though he wasn’t sure he wanted to risk you finding out the Spiderling was, in face, Peter Parker and vice versa. it could put you in danger, as if being the child of an avenger wasn’t dangerous enough…

You retreated to the higher levels of the tower, your warm and cozy home (note your sarcasm). The small lab your father had set up had been adjusted for your comfort, or it had when you were deemed mature enough to be up there. 

Now, something you and Tony differed in was your aptitudes for science. You had a basic understanding of how to calibrate weapons, adjust his Iron suits, and hack into a very, very thin and loosely protected system. Even then, you needed the occasional wikipedia boost. Though where you lacked in such foreign matters, you made up for it through a strong understanding of literature, history, and research. 

You knew you dad would have much more preferred you to excel in his particular skill set, which is exactly why you took it upon yourself to take on a new mission.

The Spider Man suit was well made and expertly handled, though there was always more room for improvement. Plus with the Spiderling (as Tony often referred him too) in constant action, there were constant repairs and upgrades needed. 

You’d been neglecting the Spiderling costume since the break up with Peter. Most of the time, you’d managed to sneak Peter into the lab and show him the costume, but only under the strict rule he could tell absolutely no one. Peter had often made adjustments or given critiques to the possible changes of the Spiderling façade. 

So now, even looking at the costume made your stomach hurt. 

Instead of even bothering to get the supplies out to work on the costume, you bounced onto the sofa and curled up with a blanket. 

You told yourself not to cry. Why cry over a silly boy? It wasn’t as though Peter was the one thing keeping you alive.

And what with the current fad going on around on tumblr with being an “independent woman who don’t need no man”, it made you feel like utter shit for yearning over your ex. 

But tumblr had no say over your emotions. 

So you cried until you slept.

You stirred awake to the sound of distant chatter. 

When you heard one certain voice clearly, you sat up with wide eyes. 

“Peter?” you called, jumping off of the couch. “Dad!” You then called, running out of the lab and following the voices. 

You dodged into the training room, the source of your slight fear, and couldn’t help the slight disappointment you felt. 

“Oh,” you muttered, your cheeks going red. “Er, I’m sorry,” you quickly said. “I thought I heard something.”

Tony stood there with a figure clad in red. 

“So,” you said through a yawn, “you must be the Spiderling my dad talks so much about.”

Tony nodded shortly, looking quite uncomfortable. 

“It’s, uh, nice to meet you,” you tried to strike a conversation with the visitor. 

Spider Man only nodded awkwardly. 

“So I’m [Y/n],” you continued with a hint of an attitude. Your dad sent you a look to which you ignored. “I’m the one that worked on your suit for hours on end, the least I could get is a thank you instead of being ignored.”

“[Y/n], that’s enough,” Tony suddenly snapped. “Yeah, now it’s enough,” you mumbled under your breath.

Tony took a deep breath while Spider Man slowly shifted away. 

“Your waist is showing,” you suddenly said. Spider Man froze, his head snapping towards you. You pointed a finger to the small rip in his costume. “I can fix it,” you added, beginning to walk over. 

“Absolutely not,” Tony suddenly interjected. 

You paused, narrowing your eyes at your father. “Why not?”

“Because I said so.”

“It’s not like I’m going to demand he show me his true identity,” you argued. “I’ve taken care of his suit so far, why can’t I do this?”

Tony crossed his arms over his chest. “Why don’t you go up to your room and we’ll talk after our guest leaves.”

You stared at your father with burning eyes as well as burning cheeks. “Why don’t you just leave me alone until tomorrow,” you snapped to him before turning away.

How embarrassing, you thought in the back of your mind.

It was already time to settle in for bed, despite your napping just moments beforehand. The sun had already set and the moon hung in the sky like figure clad in grey clouds. 

Though you were still entirely drowsy, the sticky feeling of sleep kissing your eyelids. 

You curled up in your bed, hugged a pillow, and slept, this time with no tears to shed. 

The feeling of lips on yours startled you awake. 

You jolted up in your bed, prepared for a fight even with your hair knotted from slumber. 

The window of your bedroom was wide open, which scared you because it was closed almost all the time. You quickly jumped out of the covers to go and shut the pane closed when something caught your eye. 

You crept forward, dimming the lights on to avoid burning your eyes. 

“Miss, shall I alert your father you’re awake? You seem startled, your heart rate has risen,” F.R.I.D.A.Y asked. 

You shook your head. “No, no, I’m fine…” you trailed off. On your desk had been a folded up costume with a spider logo on the chest. 

Hesitantly,  you took the costume in hand and lifted it, the cloth coming undone. 

An object that had been rolled up in the clothing rattled onto the hardwood floor and you knelt down to find it, fearing the worst. 

A bomb, a tracker, a camera, a-

A necklace. 

Namely, your necklace. The thin golden chain with a single charm that you hadn’t seen in three weeks because you’d given it back to Peter. 

And along with the costume was a simple note: Keep it.

You rushed to the window, tightly grasping the necklace in hand as you overlooked the traffic. 

You yelled his name into the city and he came to you.

Tags: @loeigh@calumbeans

To Death

For @fandomwritingchallenge.

Fandom: James Bond
Pairing: James Bond/Q
Rating: PG
Word count: 4,781
Prompt: carnival
Warnings: swearing, non-graphic violence, very light sexual content (nothing really happens though)

Q returned home from a very exhausting, tedious day at work, bearing the image of a steaming hot cup of tea in his mind. He has been looking forward to one since the moment he left his lab, and now he could enjoy it at last.

Only—he found his flat’s door open by a cranny as he approached it with a key in his hand. He panicked. His other hand automatically reached for a pen with a mechanism that could shoot poisonous darts if the right button is pressed. He always kept it in the front pocket of his bag.

He narrowed his eyes and proceeded with utmost caution. There had been an intruder in his flat, and maybe still was. He had to be ready. One slow step at a time, he approached the door and opened it; it emitted a creaky sound. Whoever was inside must have heard it.

Pointing the dangerous pen in front of him, he entered the foyer. No visible damage had occurred in there, but there was no sign of his furry friends, either. When he listened carefully, he could hear a female voice coming from the living room.

Though, he had a glimpse he had heard that voice before. But that was impossible, because that woman was—

Q neglected all of the previous cautiousness and rushed to the source of the noise. He nearly forgot to breathe.

The door between the living room and the kitchen was open ajar. He burst through it, and came to an immediate halt when he sighted the figure standing in front of the telly.

Why wasn’t he surprised to see 007 in there?

However, he was surprised by one different thing: the reason why it was so, that is to say. Well, it was two things, in fact—that, and whom he could see on a video tape.

M. His M. The silver-haired iron lady just as he remembered her and very much alive. It was merely a tape, but his brain was suddenly flooded with memories. She was telling Bond about an unfinished business; giving him instructions.

Bond acknowledged Q’s presence without moving by a bit. “M’s given me work. I’m going to Mexico,” he said matter-of-factly, without a twitch of his face. He did not add any explanation so as to why he had gone to his flat and not his fucking own. “And I need your help, Q.”


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Headcanon: Being Tony Stark’s Kid

Originally posted by fuckyeahtonystark

  • Constantly sneaking into his lab to fiddle with his inventions 
  • Secretly building your own suit 
  • Getting caught after you try and test your first suit (and something inevitably goes wrong) 
  • Tony being mad at first for going behind his back because he worries about your safety 
  • He ends up helping you fix and improve your own suit (making sure to add a communication unit and a GPS so he can always talk to and find you) 
  • “Dad, c’mon, don’t you trust me?” “You, I trust. Everyone else in the world, not so much.” 
  • Bickering a lot 
  • Pulling pranks on one and another 
  • Pulling pranks on the other Avengers together 
  • Blaming each other whenever the other pulls a prank on another Avenger 
  • Matching your father in the sass department 
  • Which almost pisses Fury off (but he also sees your potential and kind of has a soft spot for you) 
  • The Avengers are your family 
  • They’re all super protective of you, and you of them 
  • Patching up everyone’s minor injuries when they come home 
  • Berating your dad every time he gets hurt 
  • And then berating Cap for letting him get hurt 
  • Wanda and Natasha are basically your older sisters, so when you need girl time you immediately go to them 
  • Tony throwing a fit when you inform him you have a date 
  • And throwing an even bigger fit when he sees the outfit Nat and Wanda picked out (which, in all honesty, isn’t that revealing) 
  • Tony trying to follow and spy on you but Cap and Bruce thankfully stopping him 
  • Clint going to spy on you anyway, however 
  • Yelling at Tony and Clint for two hours when you find out 
  • Tony apologizing the only way he knows how: with a giant stuffed bunny 
  • Spending father-daughter days together: working in the lab, curled up watching movies, going through Howard’s old things 
  • Tony sometimes feeling like he’s not a good father and fearing that he’s gonna end up like the worse side of Howard 
  • “Dad, you may not be perfect, but I still love you. You’re a great father, and an even better friend.” “Thanks, kiddo.” 

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ezra-blue  asked:

I can't resist: 5. It’s time to fight the boss and if I don’t tell you now, I might not live to tell you

“Should we split up?” Goku asks. There’s someone else’s blood on his face, and it’s been hours since either of them has seen Hakkai or Gojyo. One of them is probably dead; maybe they both are.

It seems wrong that either of them could be dead and Sanzo is still alive. Spiritual powers or not, this fucking journey has reminded him time and again that he’s softer than the others in a way that always seems to pop up in exactly the wrong moment.

Sanzo empties his revolver and reloads rather than answer.

“It’s probably better for me to go to Gyumaoh. You’re going after Ukoku, right?” Goku won’t stop talking, even though they’re trying to be quiet and sneak under the labs.

“Have to,” Sanzo mutters, because like hell is he going to pass up a chance to kill that bastard.

“Then we split up,” Goku murmurs and he rubs at his forehead, at the golden diadem around his head. If he’s going to face Gyumaoh, he probably should take it off; if he’s going to survive that fight, he has to be Seiten Taisei.

Sanzo nods and finds himself looking at Goku again, as if he can’t help himself. And maybe he can’t, and that used to piss him off. Now it just scares him, because Goku’s the only one of them who has a chance to make it through this.

Sanzo doesn’t want to leave him.

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anonymous asked:

Types stereotype at school/college (sarcastic)

MBTI in college (stereotypical/sarcastic)

I’ll do college. This turned out to be more stereotypical than sarcastic :/

INFJ - Sits around the campus to people-watch for hours, makes friends with the campus cat, realizes they are actually the campus cat, actually makes an effort to cook

INTJ - Is graduating a year early because they take twice the normal course load even during the summer, somehow still has time to read books that are not required textbooks

INTP - Lives in the computer lab, always wears the same clothes (because they’re too lazy to go home to shower), forgets to go to classes and exams, miraculously stays up for 72 hrs straight before essay due dates

INFP - Goes on a quest to find themselves, changes majors 5 times, enters an existential crisis and broods about life for months, stops caring about the outside world and walks into every single pole and door on campus

ISFJ - Wanders around the campus with neatly organized binders, color-codes post-its, and colorful gel pens, could open a stationary store but they’re way too attached to their pens

ISFP - Sneaks into the science lab to rescue all the lab animals, opens an animal rights club, finds their true calling by becoming a social activist, runs a rally every week on campus

ISTP - Goes to classes but always sits at the back and sleeps, tries to make their own beer as an experiment, joins a band, forgets they were in school

ISTJ - Has tons of “friends” who constantly ask to borrow their very organized lecture notes, low key enjoys the popularity

ENTP - Makes money off ISTJ’s notes by photocopying and selling them to other students, becomes a full time entrepreneur, drops out

ENFP - Keeps failing exams because they get bored and doodle all over the essay questions, switches majors 20 times, is undeclared until 4th year

ENTJ - Gets an internship during 2nd year, job offers during the 3rd year, is reluctant to come back to school but unfortunately they do need those grades for law school

ENFJ - Volunteers at charities around the city, can be seen at student networking events, joins a bunch of student clubs and ends up running all of them

ESFP - Is constantly hungover or constantly high, crashes parties as a hobby, can never be found inside their dorm room

ESTP - Breaks into school at night to drink because just taking classes is not challenging enough, streaks around the campus when final exams are done

ESTJ - An honor student with straight A’s, reads all textbooks since the first month, argues with professors for getting some facts wrong, ends up being a Teaching Assistant

ESFJ - Is in college for the sole purpose of making friends and hanging out with them, succeeds, has at least 10 friends in every class, holds house parties with 100+ people, everyone mistakes their house for a sorority/frat

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