So I do this quest where this guy wants you to find these gloves that teleport things so we can leave this island. He ends up betraying us but who cares because these gloves are awesome. So we all teleport to the cave before the boss and I stop and say…wait a second…What’s over there? So I teleport and find out that we can get into the back of the castle walls by using the teleport method but only two of us can sneak past the guards to get to the entrance. And so the video begins. We successfully breach the walls and get our comrades inside as well.
The reason I’m so hyped about this is because this game HEAVILY rewards exploring and thinking outside the box. No action even happens in this video but I’ve been playing this game for a day and the choices you make actually matter. What you choose to do, HOW you choose to do it. The priest even asks how and why you managed to sneak in if you go this route. This games variety of paths and options is fucking amazing. PLEASE play on Tactician mode. It makes you live through trial and error and makes succeeding all the more rewarding.
“Carl, I looked over your latest scene, and I have some, uh... card continuity questions.”
Carl the Animator: “You mean cardtinuity questions?”
Ted the Animator: “…no. Because that pun barely even works.”
Carl the Animator: “Awww.”
Ted the Animator: “So, Shag and Scoob are pretending to be playing poker… they each have 5 cards, and there are two big piles of blue chips.”
Carl the Animator: “You forgot to note they have super stylish outfits, too.”
Ted the Animator: “It cuts to a reverse shot, where the zombie walks up and takes Shaggy’s card… and he only has 3 cards now? And there’s a big pile of red chips on the table, too?”
Carl the Animator: “Yup!”
Ted the Animator: “Then, in the closeup of the table, everything is laid out completely differently, and now there are white chips, too?”
Carl the Animator: “Yup!”
Ted the Animator: “Plus, I have to wonder how the top card’s back got to be solid green with a black rectangle, ‘cause the rest of the cards beneath…”
Ted the Animator: “…are all green with a thick white border.”
Carl the Animator: “Yup!”
Ted the Animator: “And– and– and then we see Shaggy’s hard again, and the Ace of Clubs became an Ace of Spades, the Ace of Hearts teleported randomly to the right, two 7s appeared entirely out of nowhere, all but one pile of poker chips have disappeared, and there’s no sign of the white or red chips whatsoever!!!”
Carl the Animator: “Breathe, Ted, breathe!”
Ted the Animator: “…what… what happened to the continuity, Carl?”
Carl the Animator: “Well… really…”
Ted the Animator: “…?”
Carl the Animator: “…I just didn’t care.”
Ted the Animator: “…oh.”
Carl the Animator: “You should try it some time, it’s fun.”
Requested by Anon - an imagine where the reader is pretty much like Deadpool and helps the teams stop a world ending disasters cause “I live here and would like to remain alive.”
Happy Birthday Anon’s Sister!!
You were licking an ice cream cone while sitting on one of the drug dealers you had just beaten up when it appeared. A giant spaceship blocked out the sun, causing you to look up with disinterest. You checked your phone to find it playing a message from the spaceship, threatening to destroy Earth if they didn’t get some rock crystal thing.
Once the message ended, news feeds from around the world lit up. This included a message from the Justice League, who claimed they would be handling it.
“Handling it, my ass,” you mumbled as one of your other voices spoke up.
“Earth is probably going to get blown up.”
Another voice in your head asked. “But don’t we live here?”
You paused mid-lick, thinking about what the voice said. “Hmm…” you hummed, finishing your lick before standing up. The drug dealer you were sitting on groaned in relief, causing you to accidentally kick him in the face. “You’re right. After all, I don’t know if I would survive the planet blowing up.”
“Yeah, we haven’t got our music contract yet.”
“Or our movie deal.”
Nodding your head, you threw your ice cream over your shoulder where it landed on the drug dealer’s head. You skipped away, thinking about how you could help. “Maybe I should go straight to the Justice League?”
“Nah, they’re no fun.”
“Besides, don’t they want to arrest us?”
“That’s right,” you agreed, rubbing your chin. “I always forget about that.” You remembered how Superman tried to arrest you last week. It ended with an explosion and your head getting blown off, but it was still fun.
“Why don’t we help the little Sidekicks?”
“They’re always fun.”
“Of course,” you snapped, jumping up and down. “I haven’t seen them in a while, and I bet they’re doing something about this ‘independence-day-like’ situation.” You ran out of the warehouse, heading straight for the airport to borrow a plane to find the sidekicks.
Words: 1891 Pairing: Pietro Maximoff x Reader Warnings: fighting? Requested by anon. “Could you write one where the reader is the youngest of the avengers, so they treat the reader like their baby sibling. They get especially protective when Pietro pops up and starts showing interest in the reader ??” A/n: I really love this request, just, it’d be so cool. Honestly though, just protective Tony and Thor, I love it.
You were sitting on your bed reading your favorite book, minding your own business. Nothing was really going on that involved your help. You’re sure that there was probably some meeting going on in the facility, you just weren’t needed. So you had time to yourself, like you do everyday.
Sometimes you don’t get told when part of the team is going on a mission. They sometimes don’t want you to go out in fear that you’ll be hurt. Which you always reply with “Have you even seen my abilities?” And you usually get the reply of “You’ve barely even grown into them!”
One of the biggest cons of being the youngest- at merely almost twenty years old.
From time to time, being the youngest of the avengers- at nineteen- really rocked. You got what you wanted and were able to do whatever the hell you felt like. You were treated as the little sibling everyone loved and it was hard to get mad at you- even if you did cause trouble from time to time. But sometimes, it really sucked. You’d be called the ‘little one’ even though, you were turning twenty in less than a month. But no matter how old you are, you’ll always be the youngest of the group.
You were brought out of your daydreams when you heard someone outside of your room. “What is in there?” Was heard. What a weird accent.
I saw that you said you had a route to find gilded gingers in the glass desert, is there any way you can post a video or a couple of gifs showing it? I am terrible at finding gingers
Well, I just polished up my ginger route yesterday while streaming and I’m planning on running the route again tonight, but here’s the route I used! All of the information I used for the route is from the wiki here.
I decided to check just 19 spots every day out of a known 53 spots from the wiki. Giving me roughly a ¼ chance of finding a ginger every day. Here’s the map of my route, blue arrows indicate using a jetpack:
To help me remember each location I placed a gold echo over each spot, doing this really helped me remember exactly where each spot was.
I put a teleporter right in front of the first location and used the tangle teleporter to take me home. Here’s photos of each location:
It takes about 3 minutes to run through the route each day. I hope this helps!
Isis is recounting the time she took Malik out for an icecream once and destroyed her whole family. #oops
It started well…
Good to know the Ishtars have an actual normal way in and out of the cult-dungeon and don’t have to climb up and down the well that Pegasus et al broke in via!
Malik gets his first ever taste of the sun…
Can you imagine how intense the Egyptian sun would be, having never seen anything brighter than candlelight? Although possibly Malik has seen sunlight coming through the well, since the moon is definitely visible from it.
Isis takes him to a town which must be really very close by. If Isis and other women from the clan do come here, which they must, I wonder if they’re noticed, the way, say, a semi-secret group of Amish people would be in a village market. Old-fashioned simple dress, archaic language, buying in bulk and leaving in a direction where there’s supposed to be nothing but ruins?
Despite this being the smallest and crappest market in northern Africa, Malik is OVERSTIMULATED and I guess we’re all just lucky she didn’t bring him to a mall.
what now they’re fucking fairies or something? ~“of this world”~ This is your local supermarket, for all intents and purposes, and you’ve obviously been here before. But even though Isis is probably allowed to come here, she’s obviously been taught to think of herself as totally separate from these people.
But the first thing Malik does touch ~of this world~ isn’t anything flashy, it’s a magazine someone dropped…
Malik shows an admirable librarian-like quality!
And he’a absolutely fascinated by the I-have-to-presume photos in the magazine. They could be drawings. Because they ARE drawings. It’s functionally impossible for me to tell what’s supposed to be an anime-style drawing and what’s supposed to be a photograph IN an anime, except by context, and either a semi-realistic drawing OR a photograph would look “so real” next to, y’know,
Malik is enchanted by a photo (drawing?) of a man riding a motorbike, and then happens to see a different (the same??) man riding a motorbike on a live action (animated???) television program
Isis hurries him away when she realises the man at the stall with the TV is surprised that Malik is so awestruck by seeing a TV. She obviously doesn’t want him to guess that Malik has never been outside before. It’s unclear whether she knows about child protective services or not but definitely they will all be in some trouble if CPS ever found the child-torture-isolation-dungeon aka home.
She DOES know about motorbikes and TVs and stuff though! Malik asks and she tells him exactly what they all are. It’s so fascinating to me that she’s having clearly such a very different life to him, and they’re so close but she’s obviously never told him about any of these things. I imagine the women are more permissive, especially over ground, but have impressed on Isis that she mustn’t tell Malik of these things, especially when he was young. If Malik let slip something about televisions to his father, they would probably all be in trouble.
Malik’s excitement dissipates as he realises, even if he lives a long life…
And Isis stops dead
She was trying so hard to make Malik happy, to give him his wish while still protecting him from their father, and this is where she realises that maybe Malik not knowing what he’s missing was better. Now that he knows, now that he’s stood in sunshine and had a taste of possibilities, how can he ever be happy underground? He’s only 12, and she’s only 16.
She swallows it all and puts on a smile for him.
Trying to ease the blow that they have to return so soon. She made him promise they would only be gone an hour, I think the town must be more than 20 minutes walk away.
And just all she wants is for him to be happy!
He does have amazingly effective puppy-dog eyes though… They’re both so cute! And they really ask for so little! He doesn’t even ask to keep the whole magazine - a whOLE MAGAZINE, like that would be such an outrageous demand for a 12 year old. He just wants one little reminder of the only hour of his life he didn’t spend in darkness.
And then. THIS asshole. Shows up. Just fuckin teleports right into their path so Isis almost runs right into him.
Isis, being one of the smartest people on this show, is immediately almost aggressively suspicious of This Asshole.
This Asshole tells them, nbd, their inevitable future is awash with “bloodshed and tragedy” and, oh, btw,
THIS IS JUST A LIE. HE’S JUST STARTING SHIT FOR NO GOOD REASON. YOU KNOW WHAT HE WANTS?? HE WANTS ISIS AND MALIK TO TAKE UP THE MILLENNIUM ITEMS AND GO FIND YUGI MUTOU SO THEY CAN GIVE THEIR ITEMS TO HIM AND ALSO SOME TRADING CARDS. YOU KNOW WHAT HE COULD HAVE SAID INSTEAD OF THIS??
“oh hi kids, don’t be alarmed or murder anyone, I’d just like to let you know your Long Foretold Destiny is here, the Pharaoh’s soul is kickin around Japan (for some reason), so it’d be just super swell if you two would inherit the mystical artifacts your family has been guarding for millennia for Just This Occasion! and pop over there to drop them off with a Mr Yugi Mutou of the Kame Game Shop, central Domino City, Japan, I’ll write down the address for you, oh, and be sure to look up a Mr Pegasus on your way, he has some trading cards you should tuck into that little Pharaoh Care Package too! hey, y’know what, I’ll walk you home to explain all this to your dad too in case he doesn’t believe you!”
or even a like
“The Great Pharaoh’s soul once more walks the Earth. Your ancient promise must soon be fulfilled. Seek the Pharaoh.”
that would probably have worked, they’re good kids. And smart. They could have stolen the Items from the shitty desk tidy and run away to Japan all together: Malik and Isis both separately found the Pharaoh, so together they definitely could have, and probably sooner!
yep that’ll probably work.
Isis insists they return home, and Malik asks for one more thing
One moment longer in the sunshine to imagine his new wish, which he currently accepts will never come to pass:
a highly safety-conscious motorbike ride.
But when they re-enter the child-torture-dungeon, they notice something they missed on the way out…
It’s some contraption attached to the door, which Isis says she didn’t notice in the darkness as they were leaving. She must never have been out without an older relative before, and didn’t realise there was a rudimentary alarm. She immediately guesses what’s happened but it isn’t until they see Malik’s room has been trashed that Malik figures it out, and by the time they reach Rishid…
And that’s where things start to slip out of Malik’s control, because with Rishid unconscious…
This mini-murderer is free to take over. That’s him CATCHING THE END OF THE WHIP BEFORE IT STRIKES HIM, btw.
One of Mr Ishtars hopefully many regrets will be that he decided to whip Rishid to unconsciousness in this particular room, because it makes it far too easy for Yami baby!Malik to claim the Rod.
And he isn’t shy about using it, pinning first his father
and then his sister to the walls.
And just straight up stabbing Mr Ishtar to death with the pointy interior of the Rod, which, you know, was a bit of a weird design choice to begin with. You really have to Work to murder anyone with any of the other Items…
(AU where Malik instead strangles Mr Ishtar with the Necklace and during Battle City Malik knows the future and Isis controls people’s minds)
He’s about to turn on Isis too, thinking Rishid dead already, but that’s when Rishid wakes up (above, pictured, Yami baby!Malik’s surprised face) and as soon as their eyes meet, Original Flavour baby!Malik resurfaces, with no memory of what just happened.
Rishid tries to protect him (this is so touching, look at Malik’s little hand on Rishid’s chest </3) but Malik sees…
He’s surprisingly upset for someone whose father, y’know, tortured him, kept him trapped underground, almost beat his brother to death, probably more than once, completely overlooks his sister, throws candles at people, etc etc. But that’s not uncommon in children who’ve been abused by their parents.
Oh yeah, and just in case the TRAUMATISED CHILDREN aren’t fucking traumatised enough…
Was he POSSESSING him?? He comes right out of Mr Ishtar?? Did Shadi go tell those kids death is their future and then pop home before them to ORCHESTRATE THE DEATH?? Like Mr Abusivshtar is definitely capable of beating Rishid to within an inch of his life, Asshole possession or no, but like, why is Shadi coming out of him if he wasn’t In him??
NO IT FUCKING WASN’T YOU’RE LITERALLY THE WORST GO GET CAUGHT IN A VACUUM CLEANER YOU SPITEFUL ETHEREAL RUINER
Warning: cussing, SMUT, UNPROTECTED SMUT(WRAP IT BEFORE YOU TAP IT)
Pairing: Charles Xavier x reader, Hank, Raven
hi my birthday is the 17th can i have a charles x reader bday sex cuteness thing thanks :-) ~anonny
A/n: Happy Birthday anonny. I hope you like it and I tried to have it be cute but I honestly think I can’t really keep smut with Charles all that cute, The man does shit to me. Where ever you are, I hope I made it in time. I spent most of my day working on this, through my slight depression that’s been building. I really hope you like it.
woke to an empty bed. Charles must have gotten up early and didn’t want to wake
you. Today felt different, not unusual different but different. It just
happened to be your birthday. You got up out of bed and pulled on your (f/c)
robe that you knew Charles loved on you. It covered everything and the bottom
hem landed about five inches below your ass. It was your go to robe when you
wanted to get a little touchy feely with Charles and today was your day so you
thought it would be a good idea.
pulled your hair out of your face and into a ponytail before walking out of
your shared bedroom. You slowly made your way across the mansion to the
kitchen. You saw Raven along the way and she just smiled. She knew what today
was, she gave you a quick hug and wished you a happy birthday.
will be once I get my hands on a certain telepath.” She giggled as she walked
away shaking her head. You made yourself a cup of coffee and found some fruit in
the fridge for a quick breakfast.
finished your coffee and carried your fruit with you as you made your way to
Charles’ study/ office. The door was open and you heard him talking to Hank
about something. You leaned against the door jamb watching the two men talk.
Charles was sitting on the edge of his desk as Hank stood a few feet from him.
Neither man noticed you there until Hank turned to walk towards the door.
(Y/n).” Hank tried hard not to look at your robe covered body and tried even
harder not to blush.
Hank. I hope Charles wasn’t too much of a pain.” You heard Charles chuckle, you
walked into the room so Hank could leave. You popped a piece of fruit into your
mouth, smirking at Charles as you made your way closer to him.
nothing like that.” Hank was practically stuttered as he almost tripped over
his own feet as he left the room.
are you up to today, love?” Charles extended a hand to you. You graciously took
it as he pulled you into him. He took a piece of fruit from the bowl in your
that’s mine.” You smirked at him as he popped the fruit into his mouth. You
felt his hand slide down your side and made its home on your ass, giving it a
slight squeeze. You had to bite your lip to yourself from letting a soft moan
fall from your lips.
know, love, and your mine.” You heard the hits of possessiveness in his voice
which sent shivers down your spine. He tilted your head up and placed a soft
kiss to your lips. You carded your fingers through his hair, holding him in
place so you can deepen the kiss.
lifted you up and sat you down on the edge of his desk. His hands slid under
the edge of the bottom hem of your robe, only to find you bare. He pulled back
and looked down at you. His eyes widened with lust and his demeanor was now
almost predatory. You couldn’t help but moan softly at the look he gave you.
love. You walked all the way down here, like this.” You nodded your head. You
didn’t care what the others thought of you because they all knew you were
can you blame me? It is my day, isn’t it?” You looked at him innocently. “Besides,
darling. No one noticed that I have just this on.” You tugged the rope that
held the front of your robe together, letting it fall off your waist as you
shrugged off the top of your robe.
attacked your neck and shoulder. Nipping and sucking dark marks on your
shoulder and neck. You had your fingers in his hair, racking your nails softly
over his scalp which caused him to groan against your skin. You started unbuttoning
his shirt and shoved it off his shoulders. He stepped away from you and quickly
closed the door to his study, locking it to make sure no one walks in. You sat
there on the edge of his deck, you pulled your robe away from our body and
dropped it on the floor. Charles made quick work of his pants and the rest of
his clothes, not wanting to make you feel under-dressed.
his way back to you, dropping to his knees in front of you. He placed your legs
on either side of his head as he looked up at you, smirking knowing exactly
what he was about to do. “Happy Birthday, love.” He buried himself between your
legs, causing you to throw your head back with a loud moan. You laid back onto
his desk, arching your back off the hard wood. You felt Charles dig his fingers
into the tops of your thighs, pulling a louder moan from you. He then slipped
one hand from your thigh down and slipped two fingers inside you. He loved to
make you squirm with his tongue and fingers. Thrusting his fingers in and out
of you, pulling moans and whimpers from your lips. You let one of your hands
reach for him, digging into his hair. You could feel the knot in your stomach
grow tighter and Charles knew you were getting close. The sounds you made were
getting high pitched. He took his fingers out of you and replaced them with his
tongue as his fingers rubbed harshly against your clit. The knot snapped. You
came undone with his name falling from your lips like a prayer. He stood up and
looked down at you, your juices made his lips glisten which caused you to reach
up for him. You needed him right then and there, he needed you just as bad.
leaned down, pressing his body against yours causing you to moan as you felt
him rub through your sensitive folds. He lightly grabbed your jaw, holding your
face so he could kiss you. Sliding his tongue across your bottom lip, demanding
entrance. You gladly gave him, moaning at the taste of yourself on his tongue.
You whined when he pulled away.
ready for your present, my love?” You nodded your head as you tried to keep
your breathing even. He pulled you up and helped you stand for a moment before
laying you back down on the hard wood of his desk, chest down. You felt a sting
to your ass followed by more. “You didn’t think I would pass up giving you your
birthday spankings, did you?” You heard the smirk in his voice. He gave you a
swat for each and every year, causing your ass to turn red.
next thing you felt was him teasing your entrance. He slowly and torturously
pushed into you. You moaned as you stretched around him and he moaned at the
feeling of how tight you were. Once he was fully seated into you, he sat there
for a few moments. You needed him to move. You lifted your lower body up,
showing him you were more than ready for him to move.
his hands rest on your hips, gripping you tightly. He pulled back and slammed
back into you. He placed his forehead against the center of your shoulders as
he thrusts hard and deep into you. You felt him twitch inside you as he
continued his pace.
Charles.” You managed to moan out, more like almost screamed. He pushed himself
to slam into you harder. You could feel the knot forming again in your stomach.
Charles lifted one of your legs and set it on the desk, causing him to go
deeper into you. Both of you moaned loudly at the feeling of him sliding deeper
into you. The sounds of both of your moans and skin slapping skin filled the
room. The feeling of Charles enveloped you completely. He was slamming into
you, surrounding you, and completed you completely. He slipped his fingers to
your clit again, rubbing harsh circles on it. Throwing you over the edge.
Silently screaming as your orgasm took over your body, dragging Charles over
with you. Shooting himself deep inside you. The both of you chanting each other’s
name, fuck and a slue a various curse words as he worked the two of you through
kissed your back as he pulled out of you. He helped you stand up right then
helped you sit on the edge of his desk again. He was about to grab his pants
but you stopped him, pulling him back to you.
do you think you’re going my dearest?” You looked up at him as you wrapped your
arms around his neck, pulling him down for a simple soft kiss.
going to go get something to clean you up with, love.” You silently said oh and
remember that I can teleport, right?” You giggled at him when he remembered
your mutation. “Really, darling. You’re a telepath and you freaking smart but
you couldn’t remember that I’m a teleporter.” You chuckled softly. “Why don’t
you grab your clothes and unlock the door. Then I’ll take us up to our room and
celebrate my birthday some more.” You winked at him which caused him to smile
at you. He did as you said and you wrapped your arms around him once again.
Teleporting you both up to your shared bedroom, in bed with him on top of you.
Speaking of x ray what if ut bros sf bros and uf bros saw a full body x. Ray of their s/o?
UT Sans: Woah. He had a rough idea of how your bones looked like under that skin and flesh of yours. But actually seeing it, yes, that is awesome. And you look as beautiful with skin as you do without.
He will trail your bones with his finger on your body.
UT Papyrus: He knew it. Humans and skeletons are related somehow. His theory of humans descending from skeletons seems still possible to him, after all, you do have a skeleton in you.
And that’s where he realizes. This is you. You skeleton. Uncovered. Completly. You have never heard him make that weird, screechy sound ever before.
UF Sans: He was with you in the hospital. You fell off the roof, why were you even up there? And he teleported you here right away, scared shitless that you got seriously hurt. Now he was sitting in front of the X-Ray room, coffee in hand, sweating nervously. To many people, too many sounds of people in pain, too many worries about you, man, he really needed more coffee.
You came out of the room the moment he was taking a sip, showing him your x-ray proudly. Nothing broken, nothing fractured, you were a lucky one.
Sans sat there completely frozen, coffee dripping out of his slightly open mouth.
UF Papyrus: He is studying the picture silently, a blush creeping onto his face while he compliments your bones. His voice is rising with every word. His hands are slightly shaking. His soul is pounding while his blush makes his entire face glows in a dark red shade.
SF Sans: He sees the x-ray and wonders who that beautiful skeleton is. Then he looks at you and it clicks. It’s your skeleton. He heard about humans having skeletons on the inside, but he never knew if it was true….or how those skeletons got inside humans, that sounded kind of rude. Just crawling into humans.
But all those questions didn’t matter at the moment. he was too busy looking at your x-ray. He wanted to enjoy it as long as he could, you looked amazing in real and on an x-ray.
SF Papyrus: Man, you have probably never seen him this excited before. He is a big fan of medical science and everything that comes with it. And he always wondered how humans looked on the inside. And now he get’s to see your skeleton too. It’s a two in one thing or him.
He will definitely keep that x-ray somewhere and peek at it from time to time.
Through all years of your
training, The Ancient One was your main teacher. She was the one who found you
wandering on the streets of Kathmandu, when you were barely ten years old, with
no family, nor safe place to stay. She taught you everything she knew, and told
you everything. You were like a daughter to her, and she was like a mother to
you. It was safe to say that you loved her more than anything and anyone in the
whole wide universe. Also, every time when an entire new student appeared, you
were the one who stood by the Ancient One’s side
through all his learning.
Yet, you found yourself instantly disliking Stephen Strange, the moment your
teacher agreed to finally let him into the Kamar-Taj. To you, he was just like
Kaecelius, maybe a little more narrow-minded. You were cold toward him, and
told him to leave every time you had an occasion. You didn’t want another person stealing your “mother’s” attention and breaking her heart
again, just like Kaecelius did.
To be honest, you were
shocked when Strange haven’t
reacted to your insults in offended way, nor he got angry at you. Instead he
tried harder on his studies, becoming a great sorcerer in practically no time.
He also tried to talk with you, nervousness radiating from his body with his
every try, which was weird for him. You didn’t knew why
he tried so hard for you approving him being in Kamar-Taj, but yet you found it
harder to dislike him with his every try, even though you tried to not to show
When The Ancient One
died, you were the one who broke down first, clinging to Stephen like a child,
crying in his embrace like never before, not letting him go for a long time,
not caring about the world anymore.
It took exactly one Stephen Strange and the sight of the world destruction to
get you back to your path, and help him and Mordo fight your old friend,
Kaecelius and his new master Dormamu. Thought when everything ended, you left
Kamar-Taj with not as much as a mere goodbye.
You wanted to retire, leave mystic arts behind you, and leave world for someone
who can find the will to fight for it. But apparently, universe got a better
plans for you. It manifested itself in the form of a girl, not very younger
than you, who called herself Wanda Maximoff, and she also ham magic, but hers
was not because of learning mystics arts, but a mutation. You were shocked when
you heard it, shocked and interested at the same time. She was the reason why
you became the part of the Avengers, even though you promised yourself to not
to be a part of such a group. Yet, you found yourself enjoying the time you
spend with the team, becoming friends with them almost instantly. You didn’t know anything about them, taking
that you spend whole your life in Kamar-Taj, not really caring about the
politics and events that took place on the world, never thinking that you would
need such a knowledge ever in your life.
At the beginning of your living with them though, you weren’t convinced to become so called “hero”, but
you changed your mind when you meet the infamous “Winter
Soldier”. The mentally devastated man
who lived through Word War, got himself experimented at, and made so much evil
in his life, that you found yourself wanting to help him. And yet when you two
meet, you greeted him with a handshake and smile on your face, blurted out the first
thing that came in your mind, and that was “You
look more like hobo, than killing machine
Wanda told me about.” At
first he looked offended, then in his eyes you were able to see that you hurt
his feelings, but before you were able to apologize, which you centrally didn’t even planned to do, man smiled and
greeted you too.
“Why don’t you
go back to your Tibet Xiaolin?” Your
jaw dropped at that. How could he? As an answer to that, you quickly took your
slide rind and teleported him right to the said monastery, at the same time
teaching him, that it was in China and not Tibet. Who could have guessed that
such an old man was such an ignorant ass?
When he did got back, he was so astonished with your magic, that he almost
begged you to show him more. That’s how
the two of you became friends in almost no time, not counting the two weeks he
took to come back from China.
You and Stephen Strange
meet again almost year after the death of Ancient One and fight with Kaecelius.
He teleported himself to Avengers headquarters after Tony’s invitation. He was happy to see
you, and you after such long time of not seeing another sorcerer found yourself
hugging him, only then realizing how you missed his presence and personality.
Yet it didn’t last long.
“Long time no see, Strange.” He
also hugged you, his hands covered with yellow gloves shaking slightly against
Strange… or Sorcerer Supreme now.” At those words you backed form him,
your eyes wide open, gleaming from already forming tears. He was it in an
instant and wanted to explain himself while his cape smacked him on the face,
but someone got in his way. To be exact, it was Bucky, hugging you. Strange’s heart stopped for a moment when he
was you in arms of a man other than himself.
“Are you ok, doll?”
“yeah, it’s just shock…” You
looked at Stephen, watching him for a while. “I… congratulations Mr. Doctor… you are…”
“Second best, but you are retarded, so… I took what they offered, before you
changed your mind.” He shrugged and you smiled.
Such words from such man, with his ego are very likely to be considered a
compliment. You got from Bucky’s arms
and punched Stephen’s arm.
“Watch it, or I will change my mind.”
If Wanda haven’t explained it to you, you would die
obvious to the fight that was going on between your two friends, Bucky and
Strange. Apparently the fight between them was for your attention. The Black
Widow, Natasha, laughed at your obviousness, telling you to pay more attention
on them. And so you did, which leaded for you feeling embarrassed every time it
happened, which were quite a lot, taking that it happened every day, starting
over such things as passing you sugar for your morning coffee.
What shocked you most was willingness of Levitation Cape to help Stephen in
this war. It would always catch you and pull you to sorcerer, whenever it got
You tried not to pay attention to their stupid competition, you really did, but
while being in the very center of it, it was almost impossible.
Seeing how uncomfortable you were with it, Tony and Steve took the matter in
their hands and scolded the both men, as if they were children.
looked from your laps to Stephen. He stood at your balcony doors, the cape and
gloves gone. He looked just as he did in Kamar-Taj, leaning against your
doorframe, arms crossed on his chest. You smiled at him.
“Just thinking.” You watched as he moved from his spot to sat in front of
you. “Where is your relict?”
“I left it in my room. Didn’t want it to interrupt.” You raised your eyebrow at his
“Interrupt with what?” At your question, Doctor took your
hands in his scarred, shaking ones.
“You know I like you…” Seeing your shocked face he blushed
instantly. “Or you found out just now. Either
way, I do like you and I did from the first time I saw you. And despite our beginning,
which as you know didn’t went
good, I really tried to made you warm up to me…
despite you trying to do quite opposite. And to be honest I really hoped that
you may start to feel something to me, and I know that I’m a little too forward right now, but it do piss me off
when I see this metal-hand frozen killing machine near you.” You opened your mouth to speak in defend
of your friend, but he squeezed your hands, looking at you with his deep blue
eyes. “Please let me finish. I know
that I can’t make you come back to
Kamar-Taj, nor made you move to sanctum sanctorum, and I don’t intend to of you don’t want to, but maybe there is a possibility
of you giving me a chance and going out with me?”
“Doctor Strange, Mr. Stark want’s to inform you, that your cape
attacking Mr. Barnes got boring, and he requests you to put a stop for this.” Hearing F.R.I.D.A.Y.’s voice, you looked with amusement on
your face, your eyebrow raised slightly.
“Left it in your room for no
interruption, Strange?” Doctor
cleared his throat, letting your hands go.
get going.” He tried to go away, but you
got up and stopped him before he could made it.
“I will go with you, but there are two
conditions.” He nodded at that, murmuring
something like ‘anything for you’, at which you smiled. “You will stop harassing Bucky, he is
my friend and your stupid competition is really pissing me off, and no one can
make me not spend time with him.”
Strange groaned but nodded.
“And second one?” You grinned.
“You let me wear the cape. Like for
one whole day, no instructions and no grumbling. Then, and only then I will
allow you to take the pretty, intelligent, talented, beautiful and very humble,
greatest sorceress of all time – me, to
a date. And who knows, if you will show me yourself finally in some good light,
then I would allow you to walk me to my room’s doors
after that.” After the initial shock,
Strange nodded, which made you smile. “Great!
Now go and get my cape, I want it clean and I want it untouched. Now, shoo. Off
you go.” You pushed him out of your room,
wide smile on your face. If year ago someone would told that you would agree to
go on a date with Strange, you would laugh right into his face, right before
sending him to Mount Everest.
Heeeelllooooo again, people, this is Michelle, coming at you with a brand new Spidey imagine which totally did not take me like 5 months to write and finish. In case you’re wondering why my requests are closed, it’s not because I suddenly got very popular and everyone wanted me to write for them. No, it’s because your girl Michelle here just can’t focus on one thing for a very long time so I will eventually open them up again, just be prepared to not receive the imagine within a couple of weeks. Alright, that’s it. Michelle out.
Fandom:Spiderman, Marvel, Avengers (I guess…?)
Request:Again…just my weird, random mind
Pairing:Peter Parker x Reader
Notes/Warning:Well there’s a fight scene involving superpowers (obviously), sass/snark/whatever you call this, proofread by @kruemelmonszter-blog
Word count: 1465 words
Being Tony Starks daughter isn’t easy. It has its ups and downs, but mostly downs, if we’re being honest here. And the fact that said daughter has some cool superpowers given to her by some not so cool scientist didn’t make life that much easier. During Loki’s attack on New York, Hydra decided to take the opportunity while everyone was being distracted by a neglected God trying to turn Earth into his second home. So, they send their best agents, including the Winter Soldier, so this was some big shit for them as you can guess, to kidnap the one and only (Y/N) Stark. When the Avengers rescued her from a secret Hydra base, she, at first, didn’t recognize any of them, but after explaining everything to her and giving her time to get her memories back and remember everything got back to normal. Well, not completely, obviously. With her newly gained, more like injected, powers, (Y/N) needed training and so the team helped her.