sorry about the submit

anonymous asked:

Dear Phyn, do you watch MCU movies? Do you know a lot about MCU ver. Tony Stark? Recently I’ve been thinking and I can’t help but realize that both Tony Stark and Mick Rory have a lot of similarities in common. They’re both my underappreciated babies. Mick was treated poorly by the legends teammates, and I didn’t see any better on Tony’s condition. Hey he literally changed the Stark Tower (personal) to Avengers Tower (team) for the avengers. [CONT]

(2) And I would like to think Tony also contributed a lot in their suits and weapons etc., but no appreciation was shown towards Tony (at least not in the movies). When anything shit happens, both Tony and Mick are the one quickly to be blamed, regardless of their previous contribution and the truth. I’m so disappointed with both the avengers and legends team where they can just simply pointing their fingers at the others and think that they themselves are free from any responsibility.

(3) In Age of Ultron, although the one who created Ultron was Tony (and don’t forget Bruce Banner helped him too, I know it’s because Tony asked him, but did he put a gun at Bruce’s head and forced him to do it? No. Bruce was an adult, he can made his own decision), but who actually pushed Tony into taking that final desperate step? Wanda. Without Wanda toying with Tony’s mind, he won’t even come up with this crazy idea, and yet I never saw Wanda apologized to Tony and the others *shrugs*

4) I also notice that both Mick and Tony have psychological issues. I think the symptoms were clear enough in the movies and TV shows. PTSD (both have been abducted and tortured), self-destructive behavior/suicide attempts (“I shouldn’t be alive, unless there’s a reason”) etc. (that’s all I can think for now, this is your forte after all, I love reading your analysis post) BTW both of them also have alcoholism issue (not sure Tony counted as alcoholic, but he does drink a lot in Iron Man movies)

(5) Oops didn’t thought I’d write so much, but this is just my personal opinion, actually I want to hear your opinions (even a whole new meta post, if I’m lucky enough?) regarding the common similarities between Tony and Mick. Of course you can reject my request if you haven’t watched any MCU movies, or you’re a Tony Stark hater. (You aren’t, are you?) Lastly, thanks for reading my (too long) ask. I hope my grammatical error didn’t confuse you, since English is not my first language. :)

Leaving this here in case anyone else wants to chime in or take off with this discussion, though sorry I don’t have anything personal to add ^^;

Why Are You So Obsessed With Us

Ryan Nugent-Hopkins x Reader

Team: Edmonton Oilers

Warnings: None

POV: Second

could you write about ryan nugent-Hopkins and the reader getting teased by the team because of how cute they are (like the team never sees this side of nuge so obviously they’re going to tease him about it)? You don’t have to write it now if you don’t want :) good luck with testing!!!

I hope this is okay! Thank you about the testing thing, I’m sorry this is so late.

Originally posted by nugent-hopkinks

Your name: submit What is this?

You were currently attending a casual dinner with your boyfriend at one of his teammate’s house. You had never really gone and done a lot of things with the team, so having you over was a slightly rare occurrence.

You were currently squatted on the ground, your boyfriend was off doing who knows what, and you were hovering your marshmallow over the fire-pit and listening to what the rest of the party had to say. 

“Yeah, Ryan and (Y/n) are a cute pair, eh?” Ebs said, smiling over to you. “(Y/n) brings out this whole other side to Nuge– he’s like a werewolf! Completely serious and hockey crazed in the day, super soft and lovey-dovey in the night.”

“You don’t know what goes on in the night, Ebs,” You replied, shaking your head and sending him a smirk. 

Keep reading

Every you Every Me. (1/?)

Pairing : Tony!Father x Reader!Daughter x Steve x Avengers 

Warnings: nightmares(?

Summary: You are Tony’s daughter, everything was normal until you recall your past in your nightmares. 

A/N : Sorry about the grammar and also because I didn’t submit anything in like months 💀, but anyway I wanted to try something new and write a serie… so well here I go. Also, if someone out there can help me with the grammar it will be awesome. Oh and italics are dreams/ nightmares. 

Chapter 2.1  Chapter 2   Chapter 3  Chapter 4  Chapter 5  Chapter 6  Chapter 7  Chapter 8  Chapter 9

Word Count: 2231

Originally posted by talkinboutmyimagination

“Okay but listen to me this time” said Sam standing up with the cool beer in his hand and a card with the name “Bucky Barnes” in his forehead.

Everyone was laughing, we were in the main room with a lot of junk food, beers and music. All of us was trying to guess the persons, place or job in our foreheads, the hilarious thing was that, Tony changed the traditional game to things that everyone has lived before, like places or names of missions, the quotes of some of us, our names, the places we came from, everything about us.

This game started in a Sunday in the middle of Winter, when no one wanted to leave the Tower, but also everyone wanted to do something, so Stark came with the game. From that moment the Tower was full of joy, Stark can be a dick, but sometimes he is really funny and can bring all the Avengers to have a family day.

Everyone laughed with the random descriptions for different avengers, the first one to guess her card was actually Wanda with the beautiful question ‘Do I Hulk in the bedroom?’ winning in less than 10 seconds. Then Natasha trying to guess Loki asking, ‘am I adopted?’ making Thor laugh even harder. That was the mechanic of the game so everyone has enjoying it. 

All the team had already guess from 5 to 8 cards except for Sam, he was the only one that hadn’t guess his card for an hour now, so again it was his time to guess, and everyone was losing their faith in him.

“Okay, ‘am not a Prince, pirate, doctor, cowboy, actor, singer, president, writer, artist, playboy, scientific, God, russian, kid, robot, millionaire, dad… so okay, I may be an asshole? ” Sam asked with all the seriousness in his voice.

All started to laugh at this once again, even Bucky, in the background everyone heard Sam screamed “I remind you all… it’s my time the one’s running out!”. Truth be told, everyone at this point was a little tipsy so every single thing was funny and seeing how Sam was losing his shit, turned everything better.

“Depends on the perspective” said T’Challa who was by your left side, trying not to keep laughing.

At this Bucky glared at T’Challa and said “Hey!” with his ‘pain’ voice, and once again, everyone laughed.

“That’s everything I need it! I’m fucking Barnes!” screamed Sam throwing his hands into the air, spilling beer on the floor.

“I’m not going to tell you again Sam! Don’t ruin my floor!” Tony said glaring at Sam, this was like the tenth time that Sam throws something on the floor. 

“'kay man, just relax. I’m finally free!” said Sam sitting next to you.

“Free? It’s the first card you guess… let me put another one,” said Wanda with a chuckle.

“Another? What?, no, there’s no way I’m doing this again” said Sam crossing his arms in front of his chest and glaring at everyone. It wasn’t a minute after that Wanda put the card on his forehead with the quote “Bird Brain” (Bucky’s quote). And once again, everyone chuckled, earning a confused ‘What?’ from Sam.

The next one was you, so you stand up and cleared your throat.

“Now Y/N , ready?… NOW” Bruce said starting the time for you.

“Okay so  ‘am not an assassin, nor an avenger… it’s my job something common on the city?” you asked, everyone answered with a “yes” so you keep going. “Okay, am I a police?” and they told you “no”, you keep going with jobs and jobs until they said yes, time was running out and finally you said “Am I Lee? Our postman?” you finally said.

“YES!” Wanda screamed at you with a full smile and joy in her eyes.

At this Sam looked at you, while you took a seat and Wanda put another card on your forehead, with the word ‘Fondue’, again, everyone laugh and Steve turned red as a tomato. 

“How the hell all of you do that, when you received this kind of training?” asked Sam more confused.

“It’s hard for you, because you have a bird brain” said Bucky taking a sip of his beer with a shitty grin.

“That’s it you fucking cyborg!” screamed Sam trying to attack Bucky, but he
accidentally threw his beer to the floor.

“Sam! The fuck I just told you!” Tony said one more in his ‘dad voice’

The game kept going until it was late, pretty late. So everyone started to call the night and go to sleep. You were going to leave with Steve too until Tony called you. 

“Y/N, wait don’t go. Please” he said with his ‘you don’t have other option’ voice. 

Steve looked at you a little confused, you gave him a soft smile and he gave your temple a quick kiss before leaving you alone with him. When you two were alone you turned to see Tony. 

“I thought I’ll never see the day when Tony Stark will say ‘please’ ” you said with a chuckle, but he didn’t reply, so now, you were a little scared.

“Okay, what’s wrong?” you told him with seriousness.

“What have you out of your mind lately?, and give me a hand here” he told you while he was picking the empty beer bottles.

“What do you mean?” you asked him while you started collecting the dirty plates.

“Y/N I know you, don’t lie to me. I saw you, you weren’t you hours ago, so tell me, what’s bothering you?” he said now looking at you.

And for some reason you felt tiny, like he was a giant and you an ant, like a kid that did something wrong, but also, you really wanted to tell Tony everything that was not okay, you two had this big bound about trust, of course because he was your father, you couldn’t hide anything even if you wanted, so here you are, taking a big breath and thinking about how to tell Tony.

“Nightmares, again.” You told him with pain in your voice, even if you didn’t want the words to leave that way, it was true that those dreams were a really a pain in the ass. You didn’t look at Tony, instead you were looking at the empty dishes in your hands.

“Y/N, this has gotten too far and you know it, you stopped going to the sessions-” Tony started talking serious but you cut him.

“Because he wanted to know what I saw in those nightmares!” you said a little annoyed, this because you don’t trust easily on people, so you didn’t want anyone to know about this.

“Why? What do you see in those nightmares?” Tony asked you a little worried now.

Your mind started to fight between telling Tony or not. You just wanted to go to bed after all, you didn’t want to talk about it, and as painful as it sounds, you didn’t tell Tony, because you were afraid.

“I-I’m not ready to talk about it” you said with a sad and a low voice.

You walked to the kitchen to leave the dirty dishes, leaving Tony calling your name in the background. You hated it to leave Tony that way, but you hoped he’ll understand that you weren’t ready to talk to him. You went to your now shared room with Steve and you found him waiting for you in the bed. When he heard the door he walked to you. 

“Everything alright?” he asked you, a little concerned. 

“Yes, just dad-daughter issues, you know?” you told him with a little smile. 

“I hate to tell you this, but I can read you dear, what’s wrong?, are this about the nightmares?” he asked you. 

In that moment you felt so sad not even knowing why, but you felt like if you were going to break in any moment. You closed your eyes and nodded. 

“Hey, I got you. Everything’s gonna be okay” he held you tight against his chest. 

Your stabilized by hearing his heart. When you were ready you looked up to him to said ‘thanks’ and both of you went to bed.

You couldn’t move, nor even breathe well, you were just a crying and pleading mess like your whole body. Escape, that was the only thing in your mind, you started to scream until you felt your lungs burning. But no one came.

You looked down, you where tied up to a metal stretcher, you shake your hands until blood was running from the wounds, this make you cry even harder. You couldn’t even remove the tears from your eyes.

You stopped moving when you heard heavy footsteps, and you prayed for you hero to come, but instead a group of man dressed all in black came with syringes and two suitcases. Immediately you started to scream and shake your body again, but none of the man cared about. You plead for your life, but no one listened, you were scared, so scared.

Your eyes drifted to the suitcase when you heard the sound, your eyes looked at the blue fluid, and you screamed once more, that didn’t looked well, instead it looked like Death and pain. This time, two men grabbed your head roughly to put something inside your mouth, that thing didn’t let you scream anymore, still you heard and saw everything.

“Look, I-I don’t know if she’s going to endure the process, she’s too young, sir” the man with grey hair said.

“Dr. Shneider, I understand it’s the first time you do this kind of things, but listen carefully. This, is the fifth time we do this with kids, unfortunately just a few survive, and we care?, no. This will only gave us the strong ones, so start the process, and try no to waste this material, it’s invaluable, understand?” the tall man with blonde hair said.

“Sir. I don’t even know how to start this” the other man said.

The blonde man grabbed the old scientist by his throat in a second making him scream, he pinned into the wall and he spoke once more.

“Make the process, don’t waste all the formula, if she dies we burn the body, understand? ” the blonde man said with a firm voice.

The old scientist nodded and he fell to the floor in no time.

“Oh, and for you knowledge, the formula will make her a mutant, so don’t be surprised if you see something weird on her” said the blonde man before leaving the room with his guards behind him.

The scientist stood up, he put everything of the right place, the formula on the big syringes, and walked in front of you. You started to shake once again to escape, but the man placed a hand on your chest.

“Stop moving girl, it’ll be worst” he said with a guilty voice.

You begged with tears running down your face. The scientist, looked at you and then to the big mirror of the wall, he muttered a 'sorry’ before putting multiples cables and artifacts on you vital signs. He walked away to a big computer, you heard a rough voice through the speakers making a countdown, when the voice reached the one, your eyes looked at blue fluid, you heard the sounds of multiple machines and how everything was coming to life, in matter of seconds the liquid started to go down.

And then you whole body seemed to be burning inside, your back arched roughly, your hands, feets and head were shaking, you felt the fluid running through your veins, blood came out of your eyes and nose. Your body was convulsing and your eyes turned white, you were sweating, crying, screaming, you kept listening to the machines but you couldn’t see anything you could only feel the pain, you though your body was going to explode in any minute and then -

“Y/N!, Wake up!” you heard a familiar voice and your eyes opened instantly.

“Y/N you’re okay, I got you, you’re safe, i’m here” you heard the voice again but your mind couldn’t place a name on the face.

You were crying, sweating, shaking and it was hard for you to breathe. Again, you wanted to escape and this man place both of this hands on your shoulders, he repeated the words, but you didn’t even recognize the name which he was calling you . It took you minutes to figure out where you where. Your eyes scanned the place like three times, the man in front of you, until you realised it was Steve.

“Steve?” you asked afraid that he wasn’t real.

“Yeah, it’s me” he answered you, more relaxed.

“Oh my god Steve, it- they-” you couldn’t even explain yourself you were a crying mess.

“Hey, Y/N, come on” Steve make you sit up and he held you against his chest. “Breathe with me, one… two…one…two” he repeated until your sobbing stopped.

“Better?” he asked you when he felt that you were now relaxed.

You nodded and held him tight in fear he was going to dissapear in any minute.

“Now… I’ll bring you some water, okay?” he said letting you go, but you grabbed his wrist.

“Don’t leave please” you begged him and he stayed with you.

“Fine, well, let’s try to sleep again, okay?, I’m not going anywhere, but, tomorrow, you’ll tell Tony, okay?” Steve asked you, of course he was concerned, this kind of nightmares felt too real to be just part of your imagination, he knew they had a deeper meaning.

You nodded and he tooked you again in his arms. Both of you hoped to avoid the nightmares for the rest of the night.


“Oh Dark, I hear you’ve got another playmate~” Wilford loomed above Dark’s desk, examining his nails idly. “Or, shall I say—” his voice dropped to a menacing tone, which sounded quite abnormal in his normally lighthearted tone. “Regained one back.” Dark leaned back in his chair, covering his fear with calm. 
“Look, Will. Host is here of his own accord—” 
“But did it start that way?” Wilford pointed an accusatory finger at Dark’s chest.
“You and me both know that Host has a tendency for Stockholm Syndrome.” Dark pushed away Wilford’s finger, adjusting his suit jacket. 
“Well, I can tell you that this time is different from last—”
“How is it any different? You think a little change in position is gonna make a difference? You’re still manipulating him. You’ve guilt tripped him into being unable to leave—” 
“That’s enough.” Dark’s voice was steely cold, eyes flooded with black. “You think that you can come into my territory and harm what’s mine, you are sorely mistaken.”
Wilford laughed at that statement.
“Do you even hear yourself? You just called Host yours!” Dark flinched at his tone but held his ground. 
“Leave Will.” Wilford shrugged, turning away from him. 
“Don’t blame me when your paradise crumbles.” Warfstache disappeared without a backwards glance and Dark fell backwards into his chair.
Host ran into the room, wearing one of Dark’s button-ups that was slightly too big for his small frame, along with boxers. “Wilf—” He stopped when he realized that the other entity was no longer there. He turned towards Dark, his previously ecstatic expression replaced with one of confusion. “Sir, was Wilford here?”


“I really want McDonald’s, but my parents are sleeping.”

“I want McDonald’s too, but nothing is real and I exist in a vacuum of my own thoughts and trite, meaningless emotions.”

“Wow. Um, how do you feel about ordering pizza then?”

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