Captain Whizbang

Now if you'll excuse me... I need to go punch a dinosaur. { 616 - mostly ignoring cwii. Selective. }

[notafossil]

      quick lil psa from the mun

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[camdamage]

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exsovietspy:

    “I could be better, but I’m not complaining. And yourself?” 

     “Much the same. Busy, as always-- but I’ve got a rare five minutes to myself.” 

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pointyxearedbastard:

if he’s leaning into the contact, he’s not drawing attention to it. Spock keeps his gaze on hers, allowing himself a glimpse of her tongue on her lips as his chin dips towards his chest, ❝ perhaps, a fortunate side effect of your company. ❞ after a beat, he blinks with a minor slope of his brow, ❝ there is still the matter of the natives. ❞

      Carol just can’t stop smiling, honestly. there’s something about having the usually so stoic Spock almost putty in her hands that makes it impossible for her to not be incredibly pleased. “ohe of many, right?” she teases, laughing softly at his little reminder. ‘i know, i know. you’re just so distracting,” she rocks up, kissing him one last time, before she falls back onto the balls of her feet. “okay, what would you suggest, commander?” 

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pastismyown:

“Knocking ‘em dead might be on the docket. I learned a lot of skills over the years- dressing up just happens to be one of those things.”

     “I can tell,” She chuckles, her lips curling upwards before she tilts her head. “What time are you headed out for this meeting?” 

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commanderhand:

    “Getting a little ahead of yourself, aren’t you? One date does not mean dating.” At least she’s not a liaison to the Avengers. If things end messily—

    She should not be thinking about an exit strategy right off the bat. She’s really rusty at this, though. 

    “I want Italian.”

     “I’m incredibly charming. You don’t really stand a chance,” She teases, her lips curled upwards as she shrugs into her jacket.

     “Well, then, let’s go and get some Italian food.” She winks exaggeratedly, lips crooked upwards still as she turns to lead the way.

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fortcvolontc:

Wanda ate the food slowly and almost choked at the laugh that tried to escape her mouth coming from Carol words. Even if she was the one that made a more sexual comment, Wanda really appreciated Carol’s reply. Carol was such a great friend. Things were easy around her. “Don’t worry. there will always be place for you. Just so thirsty.”

     Carol smiles to herself as she finishes off the last few mouthfuls of her food, leaning forward to set the container down on the coffee table before she leans back and looks over at Wanda. “Glad to hear it,” She grins, lifting a brow a moment, before she tilts her head. “-- Do you want a drink?”

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commanderhand:

    She groans. “God save me from pretty women.” Victoria can’t even remember the last time she was on a date. Probably the last woman she so much as kissed was that computer programmer with the grating laugh. Wasn’t even a good kisser.

    “Okay, but I don’t believe that going to Starbucks counts as a date. And let’s make sure Maria doesn’t hear about this, all right?”

     “Flatterer,” She winks, her lips curled upwards in an easy smile as she watches Victoria come to terms with whatever inner turmoil she’s working through. 

     “Then we’ll go out for dinner,” She states as though it should be obvious, grin never leaving her lips as she tilts her head. “Ooh, secret dating? Will I be your dirty little secret?” 

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pastismyown:

“Like I have time for dating. I’m meeting with an informant in a restaurant with a dress code.”

     “Ah,” She hums, her lips curled upwards still as she tilts her head. “Well, you’ll knock ‘em dead, Natasha. You look incredible.” 

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arrowsbro:

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      Carol moans softly when he rolls them back over, a grin tilting her lips upwards for a moment a this take-charge attitude. Curling her fingers into his hair, she grips the short strands at the nape of his neck her body arching up as she begins rocking against his thrusts. As his fingers find her clit, she hitches her thighs up high around his waist, giving him a better angle as she turns her head and starts kissing along his jaw, breathing his name hotly against the shell of his ear.

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avengingspiderman:

     “Well, Peter Parker and embarrassing go well together.”

     “You’re not wrong. You do have a bit of a track record.” 

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pointyxearedbastard:

albeit significant seconds later, Spock pulls away. lips, pulling apart in a gentle pop. the taste of her is as fresh on his lips as is the knowing look he sends her way, ❝ i am beginning to think you are doing this on purpose, captain. ❞

      a soft smile pulls at carol’s lips when he breaks the kiss, her tongue tracing her lower lip to savor the taste of him as she keeps her fingers cupped gently against the spot beneath his ear. “and yet, i don’t hear any complaints coming from you.” 

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pointyxearedbastard:

barely a roll of his eyes and he’s already meeting her lips. although, if it’s not because she commanded to and more because he wanted to, the vulcan will never tell. 

      Carol beams triumphantly in the split second before their lips collide, and she rocks up onto her toes just a little to press firmly into it. Distracting him at work is becoming her favorite hobby.

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                                                             scientist. super hero. spy.

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avengingspiderman:

     “I like to think I’m pretty quick.  What, you wanna race~?”

     “I wouldn’t want to embarrass you, Peter.”

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arrowsbro:

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      Carol’s teeth sink into her lower lip as he breathes her name like that, a soft moan slipping passed her lips, and she adds a slow circling to her hips each time she rises and falls against him so that he’s stroking against every inch of her. Her fingertips bite lightly into his chest as he starts gripping at her ass, a firm grip that has her pressing back eagerly into it, and she lowers herself down so that her breasts brush against his chest as she rocks down against him. “Clint...” She catches one of his hands, guiding it between her thighs as she clenches around his cock and starts bouncing down a little harder, a little faster against him. She needs a little more; needs to feel his fingers, to feel him bucking into her. He feels incredible, but she just needs more.

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First-Time Interaction starter sentences

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angstmemes:

“I realise you don’t know me, but please help me, I think I’m going to pass out.” “I’m sorry to interrupt, but I saw someone put something in your drink. You didn’t drink from it already, did you?” “I got robbed and have no way of getting home. They got my phone, so I can’t call anyone. Could I please borrow your phone?” “Shit! Sorry, I didn’t see you there… Are you okay?” “Charlie! Imagine seeing you here!– Oh. Wait, you aren’t Charlie…” “Excuse me, I was looking to get my girlfriend a bra, could you help me– You’re not the shop assistant, are you?” “Watch out for that truck!” “Is this your wallet?” “You look very different to your profile picture…” “Look out where you’re going, asshole!” “Did you see that?! He had a gun.” “Are you the girl/guy from So You Think You Can Dance?!” “Err– I’m sorry to interrupt, but I was just walking behind you and I think you must have sat in something…” “I know I don’t know you and this might sound really strange, but do you have a room or a spare settee or something I could crash on? I could pay you… I just… I really need someone to help me out right now.” “HELP ME!” “Oh my god, are you okay? I’m calling the police. I think I saw who did this to you.” “Are you alright? You look really pale.” “The whole street is blocked off. The police won’t tell us anything, but I think there’s been some kind of attack… Maybe a bomb?” ”Have you lost something? Can I help?” “Are you okay? Did someone hurt you?”.