#(i still dont know what im doing)

[dami-is-delusional]

Fighting or Flirting?: A Series of Confusing Events (seriously. someone stop them.) - Steve Rogers x ExHydra!Male!Reader

Summary: You used to be an experiment, curated by Hydra to be a living weapon. Somewhere along the line, SHIELD saved you and decided to place you with the Avengers. As the superficial leader, Steve Rogers tried his best to welcome you. Somehow it all went downhill from there... until it didn't!

(enemies to lovers, might not be the most accurate Steve, my second fic ever so i apologize in advance.)

PART TWO: Meeting the Avengers (and your downfall... jk it's just your future bf!)

If someone were to see your expression on the car ride to the Avengers tower, they would've assumed someone had just killed your puppy. But nope, you were simply upset that you had to join the team of heroes. Were you even going to get paid for this? Probably not. You sighed, the agent who was driving paid no mind. Now, one might be questioning why you were so against joining the Avengers. If it were anyone else, they probably would've been absolutely thrilled! Who wouldn't want to be in the same space as the heroes of New York? You. That's who.

It wasn't like you had anything against them. No, quite the opposite. You admired their heroism and their desire to keep people safe. You found it noble and extremely cool. It was like something out of your comic books. The real problem was the fact that you would have to work with them. As in teamwork. As in talking to them. As in socializing and having to hold conversations.

Due to your experience at HYDRA, you knew how to do many things. Like how to intimidate and interrogate people into giving you information. How to sneak around buildings without making a sound. How to end someone's life in 74 different ways. You know, the basics! What you didn't know how to do was how to interact with other human beings. Making conversation past a basic introduction? Not your thing! Turns out that being isolated from humanity for a good portion of your life doesn't exactly do wonders for your social life. When SHIELD took you in, you were perfectly content with going on solo missions where you only had yourself to depend on. That's what most of your life has been like anyways. It wasn't anything new. You went from one set routine at HYDRA to another set routine at SHIELD, both in which you were by yourself.

Now, you were being added to a team of people who already knew each other pretty well. You would be an outsider who didn't even know how to knock on the door. You didn't know how people behaved around each other. You didn't know how to get closer to people. You had very low hopes on surviving this. You sighed once more and the agent driver ignored you and your brooding once more as well.

The tall and imposing Avengers tower stood like a mean taunt. Poor little Y/N is going to have to function like a normal human being! Let's hope they don't secretly hate you! You looked up at it and grimaced. It almost felt like the building was making fun of you and already predicting your inevitable doom.

"Maybe doom is a bit much. Oh, who am I kidding? If I'm lucky, the building will explode and I won't have to talk to anyone," you thought hopefully. You looked at the tower for a couple more seconds. No explosion. You sighed for what seemed like the hundredth time that day. Before you could decide to run away to India, you stepped into the building.

The elevator ride up to the floor you were told to go to was nerve wracking. Questions and doubts swirled inside your mind like a snowstorm trying to keep you frozen where you stood.

“What if I can't do my job properly? What if I can’t figure out how a team works? What if I trip when I step out of the elevator and that’s all they think about?” Luckily (and unluckily) for you, your thoughts were brought to a stop when the doors of the elevator opened. Taking a deep breath and giving yourself speedrun mini pep talks in your mind, you took your first step as an Avenger.

CRASH.

Several people stumbled over to the elevator and tried their hardest (and failed miserably) to look normal and stoic. Clint Barton and Tony Stark seemed to have toppled over each other in an attempt to be first. Natasha Romanoff and Bruce Banner approached in a much more orderly fashion, the former looking as though she was going to whack the first duo. Finally, the poster boy of all of America. Steve Rogers. How could someone look like a Greek statue and a golden retriver?

“So these are the Avengers… at least I didn’t trip!” you thought, feeling the most joy you could muster up from this day.

The owner of the building and the man who could probably buy your entire life with one phone call started to speak first.

"So you're the new member that Eye-Patch was telling us about! Welcome to my- our tower," Tony said in greeting, correcting himself after a sharp nudge from Natasha. You knew both Natasha and Clint since they were also SHIELD agents like yourself. You hoped that they could help you out so that you didn't actually have to talk to someone entirely knew about it.

"Yeah, I'm Y/N L/N," you answered simply. You were already off to an awkward start as you stood there, unsure of what to say. You had expected this, of course, but it felt ten times more unbearable in real life.

"It's nice to meet you. I'm Steve Rogers, welcome to the team," came a kind and gentle voice.

You looked over at the source and saw Captain America himself, smiling politely. What were you supposed to say to that? You didn't want to lie and say you were happy to be here.

"Shit, should I smile back? Do I say thank you? Oh wait, a thank you sounds right..."

Hoping no one took note of your obvious silent panic and hesitance, you cleared your throat, "Uh, thank you. I hope... we can get along...?" you weren't sure if you were actually replying or asking a question. At this point, you were just relieved that you managed to say something at all.

To your surprise, the recently defrosted Super Soldier just continued smiling. It was beginning to creep you out. "I'm sure we all will. We're excited to have someone new! You should join us for lunch, Stark is taking us to some shawarma place," Steve offered, his golden boy smile seemingly glowing and radiating with his optimism.

The idea of being thrown into a group social setting right off the bat made you want to jump out of a window. You prayed to some divine being that your face didn't automatically react and show your distaste to such a plan.

"I'm okay, thank you. I'm just gonna... find my room and settle down... and stuff," Lord, you wanted to shoot yourself because of how stupid you probably sounded to them. You saw the slightest falter in Wonder Boy's face but it was gone the next milisecond.

"That's alright! You do that. We can all get together another time," he suggested. You just sort of laughed awkwardly and walked past them with your bags. You wanted nothing more than to hide in a hole and never come out.

"F.R.I.D.A.Y is gonna help you find your room!" Tony called out as the group walked over to the elevator. You turned back slightly to nod in acknowledgement, even though you had no idea who the hell 'Friday' was. As you did, you noticed that Steve was staring at you oddly. He immediately looked away when you caught him. Weird... but who were you to judge?

The elevator door closed and you let out a shaky sigh. How long would you have to repeat the tedious and torturous act of making conversation? You picked up your bags, ready to crash into a bed.

Now for future references, if anyone asked you if you screamed louder than a tornado warning siren when a disembodied, robotic voice began talking, you will deny it with your whole body and soul.

So that's who F.R.I.D.A.Y is...

A/N: This totally did not take almost a full month to make, no you're just being crazy. I don't procrastinate EVER.

Side note, I don't know why I put this off for so long. I will try my best to be a tad bit more consistent in the future.

[katastronoot]

playing around some more digitally

my vampire Raena

[panconquesorancio]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Formula 1 RPF Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Oscar Piastri/Carlos Sainz Jr Characters: Oscar Piastri, Carlos Sainz Jr Additional Tags: Hungarian Grand Prix 2024, Light Angst, Fluff and Hurt/Comfort, Oscar Piastri Needs a Hug, Caring Carlos Sainz Jr, Protective Carlos Sainz Jr, I Tried, I Don't Even Know, How Do I Tag Summary:

Carlos comforts Oscar after a tense race, helping him deal with feelings of guilt and inadequacy.

[shru-ute]

Rottmnt Separated Au -

The Street Rat and The Prince

[quietly-sleeping]

So if Danny is from another dimension than DC, Danny could theoretically find a mourning and bored BBC Merlin and convince him to pose as his guardian yeah?

So one of the batfam could just run across Danny and get it in their head that he should be their new brother because, why not, bound to happen anyway, and might as well happen on their terms. But Danny just whips out a picture of him and Merlin and goes "sike, I'm not an unaccompanied minor"

Merlin isn't even in the same dimension half the time, he's off exploring the infinite realms or doing old person things.

[skeleton-magic-guy]

I thought id just share the whole page of doodles I made for Skeleton King. Thank you see yaaaaaa

[foxo-boxo]

More fanart of @bunnieswithknives 's DHMIS Swap AU because this is my new obsession. I drew this a few days ago so the coffin has made an appearance. I've discovered that it's hard to draw Lesley with colored pencils, I did my best. My camera and lighting suck, sorry.

[moondropai]

“Kill them with kindness” wrong. Seal attack 🦭🦭🦭🦭🦭🦭🦭🦭🦭🦭🦭🦭🦭🦭🦭🦭🦭🦭🦭🦭🦭🦭🦭🦭🦭🦭🦭🦭🦭🦭🦭🦭🦭🦭🦭🦭🦭🦭🦭🦭🦭🦭🦭🦭🦭🦭🦭🦭🦭🦭🦭🦭🦭🦭🦭🦭🦭🦭🦭🦭🦭🦭🦭🦭🦭🦭🦭🦭🦭

[divineforrest]

Here's pt 2 of reaction memes I've gathered over the years

[starliights-shining]

Jealous

Pairing: Red Alert x Reader

Warnings: None

A/N: This is for the Cybertron Red Alert, it mentions Override but you could read it with any red alert in mind, considering he just seems kinda nerdy every time he shows up. Anyways, Enjoy :)

The sound of race cars swishing by was the constant sound you heard today. Normally you’d spend your time with another bot, but Override and Hot shot decided they needed someone to watch over the race they were doing. So you said yes, if in return it got you out of babysitting Coby and Bud for the day. Which it did, you sat at the makeshift race track timing and tracking points for both of the racers. 

“Alright! Hot shot I think we should take a break, (Y/N) looks quite bored.” she says, walking over to where you sat with your clipboard. 

“Good, I want to go talk to Coby about some new upgrades I thought about. I’ll catch up with you two later.” The mech said as he walked past both of you.

“I’m not bored by the way Override.” 

“Well you sure do look bored, how about we go for a ride?” she says, moving to the track and transforming. You hopped in without a second thought. 

You two spent most of the night together, talking about random things, ranting a little bit, and of course gossiping. On your way back to base, override asked about your relationship with Red Alert. 

“Soo, you and Red Alert?” she teased, 

“We’re just really close friends,” 

“Well, do you see him as more than friends? Or are you saying that because you don't think there is a chance for more?” 

“I highly doubt that he’ll ever see me as more, so we are just super close friends.” 

“So you do like him?” 

“I don’t know, He just doesn’t seem like the type to ever have feelings like that.” 

“Maybe you should just talk to him, There is a chance he could like you. Plus maybe there's a chance he’s just one of those mechs that don’t really talk about their feelings until they are super jealous.” 

Override came to a stop signaling your arrival at the base. You stepped out, allowing for Override to transform. You both hadn’t even been there long when Lori came rounding a corner looking for Override. 

“Override, there you are.” 

It wasn’t long before you stopped listening to Lori and walked off. The thought of finding Red Alert was on your mind, Override had a point when she said you should maybe talk to him about it. So that's what you decided to do. Wandering the halls of the base as you search for the mech. You thought you’d find him in the control room, so you went there. You looked around for the blue black helm, but with no luck hadn’t found him. There was only one spot left to look, the med bay. 

The med bay was a little farther than the control room, but if it meant Red Alert was there then you'd go as far as needed for him. 

“Sorry, I’m not in the mood for visitors.” 

The mech said as you entered the room. He was hunched over a table messing with something, a bright light shining down on the object and his hands. The occasional metal clanking and sound of power tools being heard as you walked closer to him. 

“Red Alert, have you been in the med bay all day?”

He doesn’t even move to look towards you, a simple hum is heard from him. With no response being provided you walk closer to the table.

“How was your day?” 

You were trying your best to start some conversation, you wanted to talk to him. After all, you did spend your entire day with Override. 

“It was a day. How was yours, heard you spent the entire day with Override.” 

He stated, it didn’t really sound like he wanted to talk. 

“It was fine, We talked about a lot of stuff, and spent more girl time together.” 

You hat found an unoccupied counter and sat on it, watching from afar as he worked on whatever. The air after that felt stiff, almost like he was upset but not at you. 

“Is something wrong?” 

“No, nothings wrong.”

“Are you sure, it just feels like,” 

He had cut you off with an audible sigh as he sat the tools down.

“What are you trying to get at right now, (Y/N).” 

He turned and looked at you, arms crossed over his chest, red visor staring directly at you. Your eyes looked away, he was being intimidating. You stared back at him, thinking. Red alert has never been snappy before, at least not at you, so what could be the problem. 

“I just don’t want to hear about what you and some other mech are doing.” 

He stated, causing you to start recalling the conversation you had with Override about him, ‘Maybe he's one of those that get jealous, then talk about their feelings.’ Maybe Override was right, let's test that theory. 

“Are you jealous?” It came out as more of a whisper, something that not many would be able to hear.

“What would I be jealous about?” 

He looked away from you, turning back to the table to continue whatever he was doing. He avoided eye contact.

“I don't know, maybe the fact I didn’t talk to you at all today.” 

“You are grown, you can do what you’d like.” 

“And.”  

“And what?” 

He was acting like he didn’t care. He didn’t care what you did because you are you're own person. You can make your own decisions. He has no right or need to jealous over you, you're not his. 

“Is there a reason I should be jealous?” 

You thought for a moment, you could come clean and tell him your feelings. You could just tell him you want him to be jealous because you like him, you like him some much. You had been quiet for too long, just staring at the side of his helm. 

“(Y/N),” 

He calls out to you, looking in your direction. His optics staring straight through you. 

“Is there a reason I should be jealous?” 

He starts to scoot his swivel stool closer to you. Your eyes move from him to the floor, to the thing on the table, to the ceiling. With a deep sigh you finally look back at him. 

“I mean, yes but like no at the same time. I want you to be jealous because I like you. I like you so much that I want you to be jealous that I was spending time with someone other than you.” you blurt out, not a second thought to it. Your eyes widen and your hands come up to your face, embarrassment, this is so embarrassing. He chuckled, a nice and deep chuckle. You peaked through your fingers at him, he's finally standing up and walking towards you. Even with you sitting on the counter he's still at least a foot taller than you. He stands in front of you, pushing you knees about to give himself room to stand between them, his servos moving slowly up your thighs to your waist. One of his servos comes up to pull your hands down. Giving him a full view of your face, leaning in he places a small kiss on your lips. 

“I’ve waited far too long for that…”

[cherryblossomnerd]

[uniunenotunicycle]

i low-key want him to be my dad

△▽△▽△▽△▽△▽△▽△▽△▽△▽△▽△▽△ No way another post??? Damn that’s crazy. Tbh I don’t know how this was the first time I’ve ever drawn him considering how much I talk about him. I also started this off of memory so his hair is 20 times fluffier than canon but I like it so I think I’ll keep drawing it like that. No one can stop my fluff agenda. △▽△▽△▽△▽△▽△▽△▽△▽△▽△▽△▽△ Don’t repost my art I guess? 【Doubt that anyone would though lol.】 Have a nice day! ʕ •̀ ω •́ ʔ △▽△▽△▽△▽△▽△▽△▽△▽△▽△▽△▽△

[eucalyptus46]

Day 5: Map

A bit of a chaotic doodle of Ahsoka Tano but it was fun!

Got sick so wasn't able to draw anything for a couple of days but back with day 5!

Since the Ahsoka series ended yesterday, I thought it would be a good idea to draw our leading lady ☺️

I really struggled with this one, but hope it turned out ok! It definitely helped me work on my shading with ink!

A picture from further away below because I love the sparkle of that gold ink soooo much 😍

[beepbopgooseshope]

Recent doodles

[khthekartoonist]

THANK YOU FOR 100 TUMBLR FOLLOWERS!!

[dvst3d-m3m0r13z]

Not quite finished yet, just lineart, coloring and shading left.