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mostly-marvel-musings · 3 months

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Chapter 2 - An affair to remember

A/N: Chapter 2, here we are! Leave a comment, heart or reblog if you enjoyed reading this. And no, I couldn’t just settle on one photo.

Pairing: Tony Stark x F! Reader

Warning: 18+ loss of virginity, age gap, smut.

Word count: 4025

An affair to remember

After trying around eleven outfits and disliking each of them for some reason or other, you settled on a simple floral button down blouse with a pair of jeans. You weren’t exactly sure if he’d asked you out on a date or the drink was just a friendly offer.

Of course it’s a date, you kissed him, Y/N, you thought to yourself. The mirror of your car revealed a visibly nervous reflection of you, fixing your hair multiple times, redoing your lipstick before you shook yourself mentally and drove off. Stark tower was a twenty minute drive from your apartment, and since it was a Sunday, traffic was in your favour thankfully.

By the time the tall, shiny building came into view, you had worked yourself up into taking this as a business meeting. You would be professional with the man and politely decline drinks if he’d offered. It would be inappropriate. You were sure he felt the same way.

Apparently your arrival was expected and welcomed in a pleasantly surprising way. A chubby, friendly looking man gave you a smile as you entered the foyer, introducing himself as Happy Hogan. He escorted you up to Mr. Stark’s floor or rather floors which was the penthouse of the ninety-three storeyed building.

The space was swanky, stylish and impeccably designed. Floor to ceiling windows that offered the most stunning views of the city, sleek and modern furniture that only screamed rich. You smoothed down your top and cleared your throat as you approached the outdoor seating area where Tony sat, wearing a dark coloured shirt and some jeans. Casual but still quite well put together, you thought.

“Ah! Miss Y/L/N, you made it. Thanks, Happy.”

As your hands touched, the spark was back, one that made your insides buzz with excitement as you smiled at each other, letting your handshake extend for longer than necessary. It was only when Happy cleared his throat to announce his exit that you broke contact.

As he left, you considered bringing up the elephant in the room that loomed large, causing you to shuffle your weight from one foot to the other. Maybe if you addressed it right away, you could move on and be done with it? Not let the meeting be awkward for the rest of the evening.

Meanwhile, Tony was trying his best to focus on anything but your irresistible lips. He was drawn to them, it was quite unexplainable but he wanted nothing more than to have your lips on his again.

“So…” you started, twirling a lock of hair nervously between your fingers as you looked around, aware of his gaze following.

“So.”

“I think we should talk about what happened. Look, it was a mistake, I don’t know what came over me, I shouldn’t have kissed you like that.”

Tony blinked his disappointment away and nodded in agreement. It was probably for the best.

“Yeah, probably. You’re right. It—it was inappropriate.”

“Yes! I mean, you’re friends with my Dad and also way out of my league.”

Your admission made him smirk, watching your cheeks flush with realization of what you had said.

“Out of your league huh? What is your league? Overzealous frat boys?” he teased.

“Haha. You’re funny.” You rolled your eyes but hoped he’d drop the subject, thankfully he did, brushing it off as no harm done, much to your relief.

You unconsciously reached for your camera, thinking it’d be better if you steered the subject to the big photoshoot.

“You brought your camera, why?” Tony murmured, pointing to the device sticking out from your bag.

“I just thought I’d do a few test shots of the locations you’d be photographed in. Check the lighting and things. It will be a day shoot, right?”

Tony frowned, realizing he was yet to work out all of that or he probably had been sent the schedule but it slipped his mind. He also thought it’d be a good idea to inform Natalie about the change in photographer, since the magazine had been adamant on bringing their own person for the job.

“That’s a good question, I have no idea. But don’t worry, I’ll have my secretary send you the details.”

Humming in agreement, you asked if he could show you around the space, get an idea about what the vibe of the interview was going to be like. He happily agreed and began a tour of the place, explaining what housed on each floor, giving you a background about his business which you kinda already knew - one Google search was all it took to give the necessary details and some unnecessary ones as well. Tony had a notorious reputation of being a playboy, he certainly lived a very colourful life and had made no qualms about it.

Still, his eyes reflected the passion he had for technology as he spoke, the pride he took in pointing out all of the achievements Stark Industries had over the years.

Primarily a weapons manufacturer, he decided on taking a different route for his company after a particularly life-changing incident in Afghanistan. The man was abducted by a terrorist group called Ten Rings and kept in a cave for three months.

While how he escaped remained a mystery to the world, his return had been miraculous. He led you back to his grand living room, gesturing you to take a seat.

“You said an explosive blew up not far from you and yet you came out of that cave scratch free? How?” you asked about his incredulous story.

“Not just any explosive, it was one of my own creations. And I never said it was scratch free.”

He seemed to ponder for a while, looking around as if to check if anyone was spying on you two before he reached for the buttons of his shirt, undoing them to reveal what looked like a circular battery-like device emitting a faint blue light. It seemed as if it was jammed in his chest, the peripheral skin scarred.

“What is that?”

He chuckled as your eyes went wide, glancing down at the device that was keeping him alive.

“It’s an electromagnet that essentially keeps the shrapnel from reaching my heart. It’s called an arc reactor, there is another one of these, a much bigger one that powers this building.” he explained, buttoning his shirt back up and letting you know how he managed to power it with the help of a man named Ho Yinsen in the caves.

If it weren’t for that little device, and the brave sacrifice of Yinsen, the world would’ve lost Tony Stark and you would’ve never met this incredible man.

“And here I assumed you sold your soul to the devil.”

Your words made him laugh, feeling a little flutter in that battery-operated heart. He wasn’t sure what made him reveal the arc reactor to you, he hadn’t let anyone see it, except for Rhodey since he found him in the desert. Something about you reassured him that you were trustworthy. You were like a breath of fresh air.

After returning, Tony Stark had dedicated much of his business to RnD in the field of science and technology. You listened with keen interest, getting to know the man better with each passing moment, you couldn’t help but admire him for all the success he’d achieved.

“Gosh. Where are my manners? I haven’t offered you anything to drink, Miss Y/L/N.” Tony exclaimed, right as one of his bots whirred in with a silver tray that had a bottle of champagne on ice with two glasses.

“Robots bringing in champagne? You planned this, didn’t you?” you chuckled, finding it rather hard to refuse it. I mean, it wouldn’t really hurt having one glass. Right?

“I’m just trying to make a good first impression.” he shrugged, popping the bottle open expertly before filling the two glasses.

“Why? You’re not an overzealous frat boy.” you teased, taking a sip of the champagne while holding his gaze.”

“Oh honey, I’m much better.”

There it was again.

The tingle of excitement you felt deep within your belly every time you had a banter. Even though you wouldn’t admit to yourself, you were attracted to the man. He was just so sure of who he was, he carried himself with a certain confidence that was quite sexy.

For the next couple of hours, you two spoke about anything and everything, making you realize how easy he was to talk to despite the age difference. You spoke about your relationship with your parents, your eyes lit up each time you mentioned how your father had been your biggest cheerleader while Tony listened with a soft smile on his face. His phone kept buzzing every now and then and he kept dismissing it. When it rang for the fourth time, you thought it was time for you to head back since you’d stayed for longer than you had intended to.

“You should get that, it’s probably important. I’ll get going.”

Tony stood up with you, not really ready to let you go just yet, though the incessant buzzing of his Stark pad was hard to ignore.

“Are you sure I can’t persuade you for another glass? Perhaps some wine? Happy could drive you home later..”

The offer was tempting, and you weren’t ready to say goodbye either but you had to. You would see him next week anyways.

“Thank you, but I think I should head back, it’s late. What you’ve done with Stark Industries is truly remarkable. Thank you for sharing your story with me. You’re an incredible man, Tony. I don’t think you give yourself enough credit for it.” You smiled, meaning every word you’d said.

He had been complimented many times before but something about your words made him believe it. He felt his heart dance a little with joy.

“See you on Wednesday then?”

“Uh yeah. See you.”

Deciding on a friendly hug, you wrapped your arms around him, breathing in his scent, something so oddly comforting about it. Smiling to yourself when you felt Tony’s breath against your hair, you pulled back only to find him staring at your lips. You kissed him on the cheek quickly, and stepped back, not trusting yourself to not make the same impulsive decision no matter how much you wanted to do it.

“Bye, Tony.”

“Goodbye, Y/N.”

He watched you until the elevator doors closed, leaving you to let out a sigh and lean against the cold metal. The whole way down, you contemplated what it would be like to kiss Tony, recalling the moment your lips had touched the other night. It only lasted a second but it hadn’t left your mind ever since.

You wanted to do it again.

You wanted more. Him. In every way possible. It was like a need you felt that drew you to him, like a moth to a flame. You knew it would be dangerous and yet it was impossible to resist the temptation.

It was probably why you decided to go with your instincts and press the button that led you back to Tony Stark.

He had his back to you when you reached his floor again, you saw the same flame of desire dancing in his eyes that danced in yours as he turned to find you standing there. The atmosphere was thick with anticipation as you took long strides and he met you halfway, lips colliding in an instant.

You felt your breath knocked out of your chest as you kissed Tony Stark, a rush of excitement surging through your body as his arms went around you to pull you flush against his chest, keeping you there. You gasped at the intensity and Tony used the opportunity to slide his tongue in your mouth, deepening the kiss.

A lingering taste of champagne mixed with a hint of coffee is what you tasted as you gave in and your hands found their way around his neck, carding through the hair at the nape of his neck.

Not realizing he had walked you back until you were met with the cool wall behind, you felt Tony smile against your lips before they trailed lower, along your jaw, down to your neck. Letting out a soft moan, you tugged on his hair silently signaling him to not stop. Desire flooded through you and gathered between your legs as he continued nipping at your skin, reveling in the little sounds you made. His hands slid up your body to brush against your breasts, his thumb deliberating until your nipples stood erect against his touch.

You felt goose pimples across your body where he touched you as his hands slipped inside your blouse, wanting to feel more of your skin. Wasting no time, Tony unbuttoned it hastily and threw it to the side, bringing his lips over your collarbone, littering small kisses along it.

Letting out a sigh, you felt his hands toy with the hem of your jeans as his mouth closed over your bra-covered nipple. You weren’t alien to the feeling but your eyes fluttered open when Tony unzipped your jeans and let it slide down your legs.

“Bedroom?” he asked huskily after you’d stepped out of them, leaving you in a matching pair of lingerie. You managed a nod before following him inside his bedroom, a heady cocktail of desire and lust swimming in your mind as the man gently laid you against the soft mattress.

“So gorgeous, Y/N.”

He crawled over you with purpose, his gaze darkening as he took in your form before his lips crashed against yours once more. The kiss had more urgency this time, while he prodded your legs open to allow you to feel his growing erection.

You let out another gasp feeling his hardness brush against your core, a rush of ardor followed by sudden insecurity made its presence known as you sat up on your elbow, breaking the kiss.

“Tony, I’ve never um–I mean I’m a–” you fumbled with the choice of words, heat creeping up to your cheeks as you tried to convey you had never done this before. Tony rested his arms on either side, still breathing heavily as he took your words in, his own heartbeat pounding against his ears while blood had rushed southward.

“Do you want to stop? We can if you’re uncomfortable.”

You shook your head, not wanting to back out this but you had apprehensions which he could sense. Gently caressing your bare legs, he rested his forehead against yours.

“Tell me what you want.”

You answered by pulling him in for another hungry kiss and wrapping your legs around him to let him know the answer.

“Words, sweetheart.” he murmured, rolling his hips towards your center once again.

“I want you, Tony. I want this.” you managed, unbuttoning his shirt quickly, surprised at your assertion. In the darkness of the room, the blue glow emitted from his arc reactor acted like a source of light, rendering his features luminescent.

With a couple of hasty kisses against your lips, he made you lie back before trailing his path of open-mouthed kisses down your neck, discarding your bra to expose you some more. Cupping one in a hand, tweaking the nipple between his fingers, Tony closed his mouth around the other one, coaxing out a needy whine.

Treating both of them equally, he allowed his hand to travel lower to cup your sex over your panties, smirking as he found them already damp. You felt your breathing turn shallower as his fingers traced along your clothed slit, brushing against your bundle of nerves every so often.

“I want to taste you, sweetheart. Want to know if you taste just as sweet down there as you do here.” Tony’s words turned your insides to jelly, his lips sucking on your tongue as he slowly peeled the last remaining cloth from your body.

Your heart hammered inside your ribcage as he kissed his way down your body, settling between your legs, holding them apart as you instinctively went to close them.

“Lie back, close your eyes.”

You did as you were told, wetting your bottom lip with your tongue as you felt his breath down there, the air making your glistening folds shine eagerly. He first laid small kisses along your inner thigh before his tongue peeked out to tease you open. You let out a cry when his tongue licked a strip up your entrance, the action wildly exciting and new for nobody had gone down on you before. You felt him draw small circles around your clitoris, sending waves of desire down your spine as you squirmed for more.

“Oh my God!” you panted, anchoring your hands in his hair while he continued.

“Does it feel good, sweetheart?” he did everything in his might to not devour you the way he wanted to, knowing you’d probably feel overwhelmed if he did. In all honesty, your scent drove him mad and your taste was irresistible, he couldn’t get enough.

“Yes! Feels so good, Tony!”

Your words encouraged him to continue the assault, every lick and nudge drawing the sweetest of sounds from you. Your wetness gathered on his finger as he traced a line along it, pushing it inside your heat, grunting as he felt your walls immediately clamp around it.

“Relax, Y/N.” Tony repeated, slowly stroking you with his finger, getting you ready for his cock that strained against his pants. Your slickness helped when he added another finger, drawing out yet another moan as you felt an increase in pressure down there.

His thumb brushed against your clit while he massaged your walls open for him, making you lose all sense of coherence as you felt something building inside of you. The familiar tightness low in your belly when you pleasured yourself when alone, only this time, it felt like it had increased by tenfold. Tony held you down as your hips rose up from the bed in their own accord, matching his ministrations. As your moans got louder, you sensed you were close, tugging on his hair once more, you felt your walls tighten around his fingers.

“Let go, Y/N. Come for me.”

And you did. It felt like a tight-wound rope snapped, giving way for an intense wave of pleasure that shook your body. It felt exhilarating at the same time unreal, like you were floating away on a cloud of bliss. When you came down from your high, Tony had discarded his pants and was slanting his lips over yours, letting you taste some of your essence.

Feeling bolder now, you reached between your bodies to stroke his hard cock over his boxers, hearing his breathing hitch.

“Remove them.” He ordered, aiding you when pushed them down his legs to let his cock spring free.

You felt your walls clamp around nothing at the sight of him, he was big, making you wonder if it would hurt when you finally had him.

Reaching over to the nightstand, you watched Tony tear open a foil of condom and roll it over his length. Settling between your legs once more, he kissed you again, this time with a languid urgency.

You tensed up as his erection poked against your core, sensing it Tony broke the kiss to look into your eyes for signs of apprehension.

“We can still stop if you want to, Y/N. Just say the word.”

Appreciative of how considerate he was being, you knew you were ready. You wanted him, as much as he wanted you. Wrapping your fingers around his length delicately, you stroked him a few times, watching his mouth fall open.

“I want you to fuck me, Tony.”

You whispered, lying back against the pillows and allowing him to take control. He lined up against your entrance, gathering your arousal as he went before slipping just the head of cock inside.

“This will hurt a little. Breathe through it for me?”

Nodding, you felt him push in further, letting out a grunt at your tightness. He was right, the girth of him sliding inside your channel felt odd but electrifying. Tony felt his cock push past the barrier as he entered you, giving you time to get used to the feeling.

You let out a cry as he bottomed out, the feeling of fullness overwhelmed your senses as the pain stung.

Retracting only a little at first, Tony drove his hips back into you, repeating the action a few more times as you felt pain receding and giving way to a new kind of pleasure.

“More.” You begged, digging your fingers into his back as he complied.

Your tight heat felt so amazing around his cock, Tony felt himself getting lost in the feeling. Steadily he set a pace, pushing you against the mattress as his hips speared into you, drawing sinful moans.

The feeling of being wound up again took over, Tony smirked as you wrapped both your legs around his hips tighter, the new angle making his cock reach deeper inside your pussy.

“You’re so tight, Y/N. You’re close again, aren’t you?” He breathed, increasing the force of his thrusts to make his pubic bone brush against your clit.

“Yes! I’m so close. Please, Tony.” You whimpered, moving your hips to match up as sounds of your combined pleasure filled the room.

Reaching between your bodies, he teased your clit while driving in and out of your sopping heat, aiding your second orgasm. You felt yourself clamp around his cock before the same feeling of euphoria took over, making your walls spasm out of control.

Vision blurred and body convulsed under the intense waves of pleasure coursing through your veins as you rode out your high. Tony grunted against your ear as your spasming walls fueled his climax, causing his balls to tighten before he emptied himself in the condom, holding you close. Gingerly, he pulled out of you, making you wince at the sudden emptiness you felt.

“You okay?”

“More than okay.” you grinned lazily, accepting the soft kiss he offered.

As tired as you were, you didn’t protest when he nudged you to get up, leading you to the shower for a quick clean up, the soreness between your legs evident.

You exchanged several kisses in the shower, the hot water working wonders on relaxing your muscles, making it evident you were in need of a nap soon.

Once fully dressed, Tony resisted the urge to make you stay again and walked you out while your car stood, waiting. He could sense you were preoccupied with something since you hadn’t said much.

“Tony, about the photoshoot..”

“Oh no, that’s no longer required. I just wanted to sleep with you.” He shrugged, making your stomach drop for a second before he chuckled, enjoying his joke way more than you did.

“Come on, Y/N. I asked you because you’re the person for the job. This doesn’t change anything.” He smiled, wrapping his arms around your waist to give you a quick kiss.

That definitely quietened your insecurities, but it didn’t ease the thought that you had lost your virginity to this gorgeous man who was not only older, but very good friends with your parents. If they ever found out…

On your way back, you also thought about how you’d break the news to Izzy, there was not a thing you kept from her. And if you didn’t, you were positive she’d find out somehow, she was quite shrewd about these things.

As uncertain as you were about it all, you couldn’t shake off the fact that you had slept with Tony Stark.

And it was fantastic.

Changing into comfortable clothes, you lay in bed, staring at the ceiling with a smile that refused to leave your face before deciding on pulling out your phone.

Cocky billionaires are still not my type, you know…

You texted Tony once you reached home, a big grin on your face, waiting for his response as the three dots appeared almost instantly on your screen.

Oh I know. Maybe I’ll change your mind. Actually I’m pretty sure of it.

Thoughts?

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tonycries · 1 month

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I mean hey first time ever with the jjk boys??, before/ during their official story line??? College au??? The options are truly limitless tony

MHMHM there are soooo many options oh my god 😋😋 somehow I'm imagining like DILF-y best friend's uncle Sukuna that never got laid.........somehow.......or like frat boy! Gojo who pretend to be a player but really he's a virgin 😩😩

I have GOT to write this, adding it into my To-Be-Written rn 📝

#anon #tonytalks

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wishmaster · 11 months

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hello sir,

I uh, was wondering, uh if um, you could help me. See the local frat house invited me to their big Halloween party. The thing is I know it must be some big prank. They’re always teasing me for being this pencil thin, weak gay nerd. Calling me names and shoving me around and telling me to do their homework. I can’t stand those dumb, straight beer chugging jocks. I wouldn’t go but my bestie Stacy is going because she has the hots for the dumbest and biggest fratbro Tony. Is there anything in your store that could help me fit in with the other dumb fratbros at the party?

Dumb is as Dumb Does

You seem like such a sweet boy why do you want to fit in with a bunch of dumbass frat boys? But I guess I can see where the bullying could get old so I'll help you out. put the helmet on. you do and as you do you feel everything in you head, mind, memories being rewritten, you skinny body blows up till your busting out of a football jersey.

Freshman year you pledged the frat becoming an instant legend when you nearly drank an entire keg yourself. But now footballs not your thing, looking good and getting pussy is what you live for.

You may no longer be the beast you once were but look at that face and your hard body, not to mention Daddy's unlimited credit card, you melt the ladies hearts now and you are the most popular president the frat has ever had. Fuck Tony, your former bestie Stacy is fucking into you now, the King of the Frat House! And tonight the two of you are finally going to seal the deal! Bro, Alright, who needs smarts when you've got a body like this? Your new rich boy life gives you any and everything you could ever want even though now your as dumb as the come. Dumb fun and full of cum that's the new you!

#body transformation #male transformation #cursed object

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raccoonfallsharder · 6 months

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speaking of the endgame writers sabotaging rocket's relationship with every avenger... how angry does it make you that there exists a deleted scene of tony shaving rocket's head (it's on yt if you haven't seen it, buut maybe you should keep it that way since it's reaaally bad)

….starting my sunday morning with rage i guess ☕️

so i had heard about the first part of this clip - the exchange about the chitauri. had not heard about the last bit. when i tell you i saw RED

i try to remember that the endgame writers didn’t know about rocket’s backstory (and how fucking activating being shaved probably is for him, due to surgery prep) because frankly there’s plenty of shit to hate them for anyway

but this is honestly so loathesome. even without the traumatic backstory. it’s just such a perfect example of how the writers didn’t see rocket as a being who deserved basic dignity, and how they passed that on to the endgame cast. imagine, if you will, tony trying to pull that shit with nat. with bruce. first of all he’d probably never because it’s a wild violation of bodily autonomy (and honestly, i’d be equally pissed regardless of who was getting shaved in this situation). secondly he’d probably get decked in the face and the other avengers would have been appalled at his behavior — they would not have laughed. honestly it’s such a bully move — pick on the guy who’s literally half your size. is it because you can’t handle not being the smartest, wittiest guy in the room anymore, stark?

i’m not surprised this scene was deleted tbh. i can’t imagine it played well with focus groups because it makes the avengers look like the worst, most stereotypical bunch of frat boys.

all this to say i would’ve punched tony stark in the throat and then used my gift of words to fucking eviscerate everyone else in the room. starting with steve tbh. how’s it feel to be a bully, cap? is it everything you dreamed of when you were the skinny kid in the room?

(trying to remember to hate the writers, not the characters, ho-hum, but honestly i hope the scene got deleted because some actor said “this actually feels very uncharacteristic of the person im playing”)

#rfh asks #endgame rants #guardians of the galaxy #rocket raccoon #endgame #mcu #marvel critique

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actuallyastingray · 8 months

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So, after my last Supa Strikas post, I decided to go ahead and make another personal takes. Watched a few more seasons and decided to make this one about the coaches. I will very much be making at least one more of these in the future.

Also, big, BIG shout-out to the Supablr community for the reception. You guys are awesome!

Vince: People simp over him and say he's 'fine AF'. Sorry ladies, but he's a bastard and I have standards when it comes to my men

Toni Vern: He's an irredeemable bastard AP college physics professor preaching to a bunch of frat boys, and then wonders why no one takes him at all seriously. I certainly don't

Inyo: Former Bond villainess/love interest. The only mysterious thing about her is how a British woman can pull off such a flawless American accent

Ura Giri: I imagine this would be Shredder in his late 70's. No matter how evil he is, after one too many encounters with ninja teenage superheroes, anyone remotely younger than you and semi-proficient in martial arts will have you walking on eggshells 24/7

Buddy Watkins: So this is how other countries stereotype America. It's okay guys, you don't have to be nice about it.

Del Aqua: In the same boat (Haha! get it?) as Coach in that he puts up with way too much daily shenanigans from his adopted charges. Is secretly glad his boys are surfers and stay out of the house, cause he is never caffeinated enough to deal with their nonsense otherwise.

Dr. Black: This guy uses billion-dollar NASA equipment to cheat at football games. I'm no rocket scientist but something just isn't adding up about this.

Colonel von Pushup: Acts super done with life but is really just super done with his dumbass kids. Isn't the best at dading coaching which is why he so often resorts to spying on the other dads coaches for ideas. Wishes Uber and Ja Nein would stop all their sexual tension infighting before someone takes notice

Belmont: His kids are perpetually dressed up as zombies, vampires, and werewolves and act the part in public too. Tell me with a straight face he doesn't have a legendary tolerance level that would make Coach jealous.

Golare: His kids are all grown up and independent, but he really, reeaaaaally wants to still be relevant in their lives

Sheikh Ali Zaman: Guys like this are why Americans hate Jeff Bezos

#supa strikas #supablr #personal take

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salmonskinrolltf · 1 year

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Update & Marvel Frat Boy Story Commission

Hey everyone! So I've been incredibly busy, which is why I haven't been so active on here lately. I've been writing a book 👀 Not a TF book, but if this goes well then something like that could be next! However, that has prevented me from writing much TF stuff even though I have a lot of fun ideas. In the meantime, I commissioned @writer-ofstuff to write a sequel to this story about Captain America, Thor, and Iron Man being exposed to a gas that turns them into frat bros. I've attached that story below, so I hope you enjoy!

Bucky is worried about Steve. It wasn't like his friend to not answer his messages this long. He knew Steve had some sort of meeting at Stark Tower. He told Bucky as much in his last message to him. Followed up with him saying he'd see Bucky later. That was almost four days ago, and Bucky has had radio silence from Steve since.

Bucky at first thought the Avengers had been summoned for some kind of mission. However he had checked with Sam, and Sam hadn't heard of anything either. This is what prompted Bucky to go to Stark Tower himself to see if he can figure out where Steve is.

He was a little apprehensive since he and Tony don't have a good relationship. Given what Bucky had done to Tony's parents when he was brainwashed, it was understandable for Tony not to want to be around Bucky.

Bucky takes a deep breath and enters through the front doors of Stark Tower. Reaching the elevator he startles when he hears this strange swoosh noise coming a few feet behind him. A man steps through the portal that had appeared there. The man is wearing unique attire with a red cape that Bucky swears moves on its own as if it waved at him. But surely that was just the uptick of wind from the portal as it closed behind the man.

"Are you here for someone as well?" The man asks.

"I'm looking for my friend. Steve Rogers." Bucky answers.

"Ah, Captain America's friend. The Winter Soldier, correct?" the man then asks.

Bucky recoils a little at the name, a few flashes of the awful things he had done under that name. But he is quick to compose himself.

"Bucky is fine." He tells the guy.

"Dr. Stephen Strange." The guy introduces.

'Oh so this is the sorcerer guy Steve talked about.' Bucky thinks to himself.

That should have been an easy guess given the guy's flashy entrance.

"So why are you here?" Bucky asks.

"Stark was supposed to contact me the other day needing my assistance with something." Dr. Strange continues."But I was dealing with a prior engagement and couldn't answer his call. After a few days of nothing I decided to check in and see what he needed myself."

Bucky makes a noise of acknowledgement in reply, since he isn't sure what to say to that. It does make him question if something had happened to them then, since Tony had contacted Dr. Strange around the time Steve had come here. The elevator doors open and Bucky goes to step inside. But Dr. Strange stops him before he can.

"No need for that. I have a faster way to get to the top,” He says.

Dr. Strange opens another portal, the orange circle showing the upper floor of Stark Tower in its center.

"Why didn't you teleport yourself there first instead of the main lobby?" Bucky can't help but ask.

He and Dr. Strange step through the portal to the upper floor of Stark Tower. Before Dr. Strange can explain his reasoning, both men pause at the mess they find on the top floor of the tower.

"Jeez it looks like someone threw a party up here." Dr. Strange says.

It’s true, the place was a mess with cans of soda, beer, and pizza boxes. Not to mention work out equipment was also strung around the room, as well as some dirty clothing.

"I haven't seen a room this messy since I had to visit the frat house at my college." Dr. Strange notes.

"I wonder who made this mess, and where Steve and the others are." Bucky says.

It’s perplexing since Steve wasn't the type to make such a mess. He doesn't know Tony well, but he assumes that Tony wouldn't want his place this junked up. Thor, from what Bucky had been told, would seem to be the one to make such a mess like this. But the question is, did he do this or was it someone else's handiwork?

It is baffling to say the least, and it leaves Bucky still confused as to where Steve is. He is lost in his thoughts as he surveys the room, seeing if he can't find any sort of clues. He pauses when he sees something emitting from one of the air vents.

It looks like a plume of gas? But it is this sorta vibrant almost neon color which he has never seen. He does know of course that it could be dangerous, and he is already moving toward the door, shouting for Dr. Strange that they need to get out of there.

However more of the gas somehow makes its way to the entrance and blocks it, leaving the two man trapped in the room with the unknown gas.

"I got this,” Dr. Strange says with confidence.

He moves his hands, doing a few characters with them as two portals then open up in front of and behind him and Bucky. A wind current sucks the gas into the portals and moments later, the gas is cleared from the room before it could reach either man.

“Impressive, huh bro?" Dr. Strange says as he looks at Bucky.

"Did you just call me bro?" Bucky asks.

He doesn't know Strange, but he seemed the type of man not to have the word “bro” in his vocabulary. Dr. Strange looks just as confused as Bucky.

"Yeah, I don't know why though." He mutters.

"No big deal my dude." Bucky blurts without thinking.

He pauses when he hears what he just said. Dr. Strange gives him a similar look.

"Bro, what's up with how we're talkin’ man?" Bucky says.

“Somethin' ain't right here dude." Dr. Strange says.

He looks angry over how he’s talking. It’s clear that neither man can control how they speak.

"Ugh. This is infiera.. infirea… this is fucking dumb!" Dr. Strange settles on saying. It becomes clear he couldn't pronounce the word he wanted to say.

Bucky agrees, it must have been that weird gas they got rid of. That was the only explanation on what could make them talk like a pair of douchebag dude bros.

Bucky wants to suggest they get out of here, but his head starts to ache. He feels himself sway on his feet. He doesn't understand why he’s feeling so airheaded. It is so hard to focus his thoughts on what to do exactly in this situation.

Bucky is so caught up with his thoughts he doesn't notice the way his body is steadily altering underneath his clothing. His muscles are losing some bulk to them, to become a lot more defined, showing a body he has gained through workouts rather than intense training.

The scars from various fights slowly fade to unblemished skin. The most drastic change he undergoes, which makes him take notice, is his arm. The vibranium arm slowly attaches more to Bucky's torso. The metal softens while it gradually turns into a real arm. Bucky looks at his now real arm, clenching and unclenching his fist, staring at it in astonishment.

"Bro, my arm." He says softly.

"Uhh yeah man, that's your arm. Now can we focus here?" Dr. Strange snaps.

"Huh? Focus on what?" Bucky asks, a little dumbfounded about what his friend means.

Stephen opens and closes his mouth, a frown forming on his face.

"I don't remember,” he says.

That makes both men erupt in laughter. Bucky points out the outfit his friend is wearing.

"Dude, a bit earlier for Halloween yeah?" He asks.

"I don't know what this getup even is man,” Stephen admits.

He strips out of his clothing, getting down to just his briefs. Now that he is mostly naked, it’s easy to see how his body too has gained some muscle on it, as well as a decent amount of body hair spread along his upper torso. Stephen runs his hand over his chest absent-mindedly.

The gray hairs in his hair and goatee regain his natural hair color. His mature face smooths away any wrinkles the Sorcerer Supreme had, giving him a more youthful look of a man in his twenties. Stephen's goatee starts to shave down, a heavy five o'clock shadow spreading along his jaw and his cheeks, while Stephen's hair shrinks back into his scalp a good bit, leaving the former Sorcerer Supreme with a buzz style haircut.

Bucky watches Stephen's changes with a strange fascination. He wants to speak up and warn his bro what was going on, yet all he can do is watch the transformation unfold. Being distracted like he is by Stephen, Bucky fails to notice how his own changes are progressing.

He shrinks a few inches in height, his own torso itching as bristles of dark colored hair sprout along his formerly clean shaven torso. The pelt of body hair is much thicker than Stephen's. Bucky's scruff also grows denser until he sports a well trimmed beard. His face then smooths over any wrinkles and signs of aging to give him a more youthful look. Bucky now looks like a man in his twenties, just like Stephen.

The two men crack lopsided smiles at each other while their minds quickly alter, Stephen forgetting his training and everything he accomplished as a top surgeon as well as the Sorcerer Supreme. Bucky forgets his past trauma from being tortured and used as a killing machine. The two young men have a fresh start as their new selves as the gas's effects dwindle down to completion.

"Bro, where do you think Steve and the others are?" Bucky asks.

"Miss your boyfriend already?" Stephen teases.

Bucky gives him a playful shove, the two rough housing as the doors open and their bros came waltzing in.

"There you two are."

"Was wondering where you two slowpokes had gone off too."

"Yeah bros, you missed a hell of a party!” Steve was the last to say, coming up to stand beside his bro Bucky. Stephen meanwhile joins Thor and Tony. The three talk about the next game while Steve and Bucky do their own thing.

None of the frat brothers notice the computer in the back of the room, the screen being covered up in discarded clothing that hid the blinking incoming message icon.

#personal #Marvel #frat

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demadogs · 1 year

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thoughts on leatin?

i do believe thats where they were going and we wouldve seen it happen in s3. i cannot think of any other explanation for shelby telling fatin about how much she loves toni and fatin saying “ditto different girl same sorta idea”. theres no one else she could have been talking about and shes very confident and fluid in her sexuality.

plus leah was basically confirmed as bi too. i still havent gotten to my rewatch of s2 so i forget the context of this scene bc i watched it a while ago but i know she was hallucinating some guy and he was talking about her crushes and he mentioned some girl names too. and leah needs to get over that fricken older guy oh my god. a hot slutty girl would heal her.

i also think kirin is bi and wouldve gotten together with ivan eventually but im not sure how popular that opinion is. and again, ive only watched the season when it first came out so i kinda forget a lot of their dynamic but i know i thought something was up with them. and i remember hating kirin at the beginning cuz he seemed like such a frat boy lax bro but he ended up being my favorite one. im so mad it got canceled i wouldve loved to see more of him.

#the wilds #leatin #just tried to google what kirin and ivans ship name and i REMEMBER WHY I SHIP THEM #THE WAY THEY SAID ‘I HATE YOU’ TO EACH OTHER ALL SMILEY #that probably sounds crazy to people that havent seen it but trust me it was flirting #i couldnt find their ship name tho #wait no im looking through my tags and he said ‘as always fuck you’ thats romance baby #eden answers

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cuprohastes · 2 months

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Mjölnir

Specifically the MCU version — It's been suggested that the hammer is more or less sentient, and it judges whoever is trying to lift it.

Thor can lift it because he's a frat boy. He wants to smack a bad guy, do a pose and throw out a one-liner.

He doesn't want to conquer the Galaxy, etc.

Tony Stark would have used Mjölnir to turn the Earth into his little bubble world, increasingly dystopian.

Steve Rogers… When he first tries to lift it, he'd have made the world conform to his 1940s Flag, Mum, and Apple Pie morality. After Civil War, after the blip, Steve — Who's still only about 25 years old — understands that this isn't correct and when he lifts the hammer the only thing he wants to use it for is to smack a bad guy. There's no subtext: Saw bad man, picked up hammer.

Meaning that it is plausible that anyone who knows how Mjolnir works could easily lift it, if their purpose for holding Mjölnir is also in line with what Mjölnir thinks is OK.

E.g. lifting it up and sticking a coaster under it just to make Thor do that :O face again.

#MCU #marvel #thor #mjolnir #shitposting #rardy har

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velvrei · 2 years

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velvrei’s masterlist

- i do not give permission for my work to be posted elsewhere.

drabbles !

⋆·˚ ༘ * logan howlett !

⋆·˚ ༘ * tyler owens !

⋆·˚ ༘ * art donaldson !

⋆·˚ ༘ * colt seavers !

⋆·˚ ༘ * mike schmidt !

⋆·˚ ༘ * chad meeks martin !

⋆·˚ ༘ * xavier thorpe !

⋆·˚ ༘ * eddie munson !

single drabbles !

rob rausch smut 1

rob rausch smut 2

connor newsum (love island s6) smut

jesse swanson 1

jesse swanson 2 (makeout)

cooper adams (trap movie) smut

full works !

logan howlett !

⋆·˚ ༘ * tell me more ̗̀➛ 8k words, smut

you and logan HATE each other. you are stuck in the void for a few days, and when you get out, it’s too late to go anywhere so you stay at wade’s place with logan. in the spare bedroom. with one bed.

⋆·˚ ༘ * mission aftercare ̗̀➛ 1k words, smut

on the way home from a mission you decide to tease logan while he’s driving. he’s not having it and fucks you in the backseat to teach you a lesson.

⋆·˚ ༘ * the other stark ̗̀➛ 5k words, smut

logan finally meets you, tony starks daughter at an avengers gala. as much as he thinks you are a stuck up brat who has everything handed to her, he couldn’t wait to have his hands on you.

⋆·˚ ༘ * please me ̗̀➛ 4k words, smut

logan meets you, who is very strong, and has the power to control people if she has enough energy. you control him for the first time and it brings out a subby side in him.

⋆·˚ ༘ * teacher’s pet ̗̀➛ 1k words, smut

you’re logan’s teacher assistant and some frat boys make comments about how young & gorgeous you are. logan doesn’t like that and takes matter to his own hands to make sure you’re his.

hansumfella !

⋆·˚ ༘ * not so nonchalant (part 1) ̗̀➛ 1k words, fluff

fella is asked who his celebrity crush is. turns out it’s you. the clip from his stream goes viral to the point where you see it, and you reach out to him.

⋆·˚ ༘ * not so nonchalant part 2 here

mike schmidt ! (josh hutcherson)

⋆·˚ ༘ * devotion ̗̀➛ 1k words, filthy smut

reader is abby’s baby sitter and has had a crush on mike sense she started the job. one morning while abby is asleep she finally makes a move and seduces him.

⋆·˚ ༘ * jokes aren’t funny ̗̀➛ 1k words, fluff + angst

mike and reader get into fight & are on the verge of a breakup, abby stops them & makes them happy again.

⋆·˚ ༘ * icebreaker ̗̀➛ 1k words, suggestive/no smut

mike has been wondering what kind of books his lovely girlfriend has been reading. one day he looks for himself and is surprised. not only by what you’re reading, but how badly he wants to try all of it.

chad meeks martin !

⋆·˚ ༘ * my cowboy ̗̀➛ 2k+ words, filthy smut

multiple girls are flirting with chad at the halloween costume party and chad is too naive to notice & flirts back. reader punishes him for it. (includes use of handcuffs & blindfolds)

⋆·˚ ༘ * watch and learn ̗̀➛ 2k+ words, filthy smut

reader walks in on chad getting himself off and decides to help out. only with her words.

⋆·˚ ༘ * my cowboy ̗̀➛ 2k+ words, filthy smut

at the party, multiple girls are flirting with chad in his cowboy costume, he doesn’t even notice, reader scolds him later that night and chad can’t help but be attracted to her when she’s mad.

ajax petropolus !

⋆·˚ ༘ * nsfw headcannons : ̗̀➛ 2k+ words, smut

mini blurbs with everybody’s favorite gorgon, details with how filthy he really is

robby keene !

⋆·˚ ༘ * ruin me : ̗̀➛ 11k+ words, smut

the top fighters of the cobra kai dojo are rivals until a party at kyler’s changes everything.

⋆·˚ ༘ * challenge excepted : ̗̀➛ 3k+ words, smut

robby and the reader go to prom and later to kyler’s after party, what happens when robby misbehaves and annoys the reader?

⋆·˚ ༘ * trip to paris : ̗̀➛ 10k+ words, smut, 3some

reader and her friends go to east valley college, where the parties have an amazing reputation and hawk and robby think it’s the best time to make their move, together.

- drabble : giving sub!robby a hand job after you win against him during a sparring sesh

hawk/eli moskowtiz !

⋆·˚ ༘ * caught : ̗̀➛ 2k+ words, smut

you catch hawk in an interesting position and decide to help him out

⋆·˚ ༘ * trip to paris : ̗̀➛ 10k+ words, smut, 3some

reader and her friends go to east valley college, where the parties have an amazing reputation and hawk and robby think it’s the best time to make their move, together.

one hit wonders !

⋆·˚ ༘ * breaking and entering ➛ art donaldson (challengers) smut

you and art decide to try out ghostface roleplay, except you’re ghostface and he’s submissive.

⋆·˚ ༘ * get to work : ̗̀➛ barry (outer banks, obx), smut

rafe gets grounded but is in need of his supply, so he sends y/n to get his stuff for him.

⋆·˚ ༘ * benefits : ̗̀➛ jay (descendants), smut

jay & the reader are friends with benefits but one day after tourney it feels different

requests are open !!

#velvrei’s masterlist #velvrei #smut imagine #jay descendants smut #xavier thorpe smut #chad meeks martin masterlist #chad meeks martin smut #ajax petropolus #barry outer banks smut #outer banks #wednesday smut #cobra kai #robby keene smut #hawk moskowitz #eli moskowitz

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