SXSKXTOON.
A selective & independent MCU multimuse.
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Honda Odyssey'd by Bam.
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@sxskxtoon
SXSKXTOON.
A selective & independent MCU multimuse.
Side blog. likes / follows from @unrclypirxte .
Honda Odyssey'd by Bam.
— logan howlett / wolverine
I will officially be adding Steve Rogers & Bucky Barnes to this blog soon!
"Acid?" The word was echoed with further furrowed brows, lips etching into a concerned line. "Why were you using acid, exactly? Is it permanent?" That was his way of also asking how her day was — but not before, of course, making sure that she was okay.
Her casual attitude was a blessing and a curse. On one hand, it was endearing and one of the reasons he loved her. On the other, it led to situations such as this; a smile, brave face, and neglecting to consider how much worse it could have been if things had been ever so slightly different.
Steve's free hand moved to cover hers atop his, a pile of which allowed him to give her a gentle squeeze. It was comforting and reassuring... but also begging to have her SERIOUS attention.
"Why didn't you wear the correct PPE?" Steve asked, expression a mixture of amusement and, now, diluted worry. He had a good memory — always had. And he recalled that they had the correct gloves for handling CORROSIVE substances inside a cupboard not far from her desk.
With a tilt of the head and a small smirk, he added, for good measure and to lighten the mood he perceived to be tanking: "Beth's rubbing off on you a little too much."
How was STOMACH ACID meant to make Steve feel better? A new species was always exciting, especially when Dot would come home ranting and raving about the scientific nature of where they placed in the evolutionary scale, or how they could possibly be used to help mankind. It was ALSO exciting when she didn't get hurt.
His gaze was expectant, sucking every ounce of truth from her as he could. Something close to a PENANT STARE, except more friendly and coming from a place of worry. He gauged her responses, quirked a brow when she admitted to not using the correct safety gear.
Allowing himself to be led by her, blindly following wherever she would take him, the much larger man couldn't help but smile down at the back of her head. He squeezed her hand gently as they moved, savouring her touch before she released him in favour of clambering up on the sink and rifling through the medicine cupboard.
His hands hovered by her sides, providing a safety net in case she were to fall backwards.
"Well, maybe I'll rub off on Beth instead of you tonight, then."
Ha-ha. Steve pretended not to notice the clear double meaning of that, mind briefly drifting off before, like a good boy, he willed it from his mind. And he took it as a joke then, cracking a smirk... until she kept talking.
"Apparently Bucky isn't offering much in that department these days."
Cue his jaw dropping open, eyes widening as his head ducked slightly. He was staring a hole in the back of Dot's head, brain rifling through every conversation he had ever had with Bucky.
Dontsayanythingdontsayanythingkeepittoyourself.
"She said that?" It left his mouth before he could stop it, tone a mixture of confusion and mounting excitement. He masked it with a movement, reaching up and past Dot to grab the gauze on the top shelf, effectively boxing her in beneath his hefty frame. He stilled, arm outstretched as the other rested on the sink, trapping her and forcing her to answer: "Why's that exactly? What'd she say?"
Stop asking questions! Steve truly felt like a kid again, getting ice cream with his favourite girl ( Dot ) while she spilled gossip Beth had told her in secret. He used to do the same back then too — act disinterested, but really dig for information. Dot always said Beth did the same to Bucky, or about Bucky, and that always made him feel better.
He really was biting down any comments about his and Bucky's conversations, not sure how relevant they were to the conversation until he could get more details.
@nightingales-legacy - Steve & Dot.
"You need to be careful." Steve says, doting over Dot in their home like a mother hen. "You said lab experiments were safe?" || from Steve @sxskxtoon divider
Dot sheds her coat, yelling a greeting through her shared home with Steve. The fabric catches on the newly formed scab on her wrist, drawing a frustrated scoff. She pinches at the skin, a small snarl on her lip at the memory of her latest research excursion splashing out of its vial to burn her. It doesn't draw any blood, but she still understands the importance of keeping it clean. She runs into Steve on her way back to the bathroom for a band-aid. A noise of surprise escapes her as she collides with his chest, apology being cut short by Steve immediately clocking the new wound on her wrist. He doesn't even have to ask, Dot knows he's upset by the tilt of his brow.
"It's nothing-"
"You need to be careful." Steve rubs his thumb in circles on her hand, just enough pressure to ease the nearby sting. "You said lab experiments were safe?"
"They are!" She insists, placing her hand over his. "...Mostly. It's just a little acid burn. I promise, it's alright. I'm on my way to wrap it, right now." Dot nods towards their bathroom, changing her plan from a simple band-aid to a full gauze wrap to ease his nerves.
"Acid?" The word was echoed with further furrowed brows, lips etching into a concerned line. "Why were you using acid, exactly? Is it permanent?" That was his way of also asking how her day was — but not before, of course, making sure that she was okay.
Her casual attitude was a blessing and a curse. On one hand, it was endearing and one of the reasons he loved her. On the other, it led to situations such as this; a smile, brave face, and neglecting to consider how much worse it could have been if things had been ever so slightly different.
Steve's free hand moved to cover hers atop his, a pile of which allowed him to give her a gentle squeeze. It was comforting and reassuring... but also begging to have her SERIOUS attention.
"Why didn't you wear the correct PPE?" Steve asked, expression a mixture of amusement and, now, diluted worry. He had a good memory — always had. And he recalled that they had the correct gloves for handling CORROSIVE substances inside a cupboard not far from her desk.
With a tilt of the head and a small smirk, he added, for good measure and to lighten the mood he perceived to be tanking: "Beth's rubbing off on you a little too much."
The day I add Bucky here is the day my oc joins and it's OVER for yall.
"It's embarrassing how little actually goes on around here, don't you think?"
RANDOM DIALOGUE (QUESTIONS) PROMPTS (2/?)
ₓ ˚ . ୭ ˚ ○ ◦ ˚ as always, some triggering content may be present! change any pronouns to better suit your muse(s) needs! ˚ ◦ ○ ˚ ୧ . ˚ ₓ
why is it always my fault?
why do people call you that?
do you know anyone here?
how’s your wound?
are you worth a second chance?
after all we’ve been through, why?
when are you going to apologize to me?
you did this? for me?
will you promise me?
can’t you be on my side? just once?
what exactly do you do for a living?
do you even hear yourself?
sorry, what did you say?
did you mean what you said?
can i kiss you?
truth or dare?
are you comfortable?
what were they like?
what time do you want me to pick you up?
how can you say that to me?
how could you possibly think that was a good idea?
did you enjoy yourself?
why don’t you stay over?
why hire someone, when you can just do it yourself?
out of everything you could’ve said, why that?
do i know you?
you love me?
how old do you think i am?
why do they treat me like that?
have i ever given you bad advice?
do you want some company?
do you think last night was a mistake?
what are you in the mood for?
do i remind you of anyone?
where were you?
who did this to you?
can i have some cash?
tell me why i should believe a thing you say?
sorry, do you have the time?
why don’t you find out for yourself?
where do you think you’re going?
do you want one?
when am i ever wrong?
who do you think you are?
where are you going to go?
run that by me again?
i don’t know what to say?
can you kill?
why is it never your fault?
would you kill for it?
why did you do this to me?
can you be quiet?
what’s so funny?
why don’t you want to go home?
how are you so calm?
have we met before?
what was it like?
are you seriously asking me that right now?
what’s with the third degree?
you want me?
can you help me?
would you care for a dance?
are you sure you want to spend another night alone?
why do i have to apologize?
what am i supposed to do if you’re not here?
why would they do that?
do you want me to grab dinner?
can you help me bring these in?
how annoying can you be?
how do you think that makes me feel?
why didn’t you fight back?
what are you so afraid of?
can you tell me what happened?
you did this all by yourself?
how can i help you?
how do you sleep at night?
you’re sorry?
how do you keep a secret like that?
what’s going on?
we’re friends, right?
how about i take you home?
why won’t you just listen to me?
you wanna mess around?
what does that eleven mean?
when will you learn?
how could you even ask me something like that?
does it hurt?
why did you do it?
can you hear me?
do you have a ride home?
you’re afraid of the dark?
would you like to try?
why did you do that for me?
you really think i’m beautiful?
is it noticeable?
where did you get all that money?
where did you get this?
do you know what i did?
where did you go?
like what you see?
can i touch you? here?
how many people have you killed?
can i borrow your phone?
can you keep a secret?
do you want us to stop?
where have you been?
another round?
when’s the last time you had a full night’s rest?
do you really think that’s a good idea?
what does that have to do with anything?
have you eaten anything today?
why do you think you feel that way?
what happened to them?
what’s your problem?
you didn’t really think you were safe, did you?
have you come to apologize?
do you know who i am?
do you want to be alone?
Originally by moosings, who originally deleted their blog.
Alright chat, expect asks tonight 👀
Ngl guys I've been heavily developing my Super Soldier au for an oc of mine and I am NOT going to add her here I am declaring it now.
Hey guys! I want to be back, so I'm trying my best to at least be on dash to start with. Consider this an interest thingy & like this if I can reply to stuff we've got or send you new asks/starters!
Sentence prompts for sudden action and partnerships - ACCEPTING
@sundhaft said: "You've got a lot of gall to ask me that after everything that just happened." canon wolvie from reed ^_^
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Logan most definitely STILL wasn't used to this multiverse bullshit. The Void and his variant roommate ( not to mention Wade's fuckass variant, too ) were about where his understanding and acceptance ended. Sure, the concept was fine. But travelling between everything on behalf of the TVA still left a bit of a sour taste in his mouth.
His claws retracted with a sharp SNIKT!, head tilting in a condescending manner. If looks could talk, Reed would most definitely be unimpressed with his MODERN outlook on things.
God, Logan never thought he'd be seeing the 60s again.
"You got a lotta nerve, doc." He began, gruff tone accompanying a stiff crack of his neck. "I just saved your ass. The least you can do is take me back to your place so I can clear this mess up."
Admittedly, Logan hadn't even told Reed who he was. Hell, Reed had no way to know for sure if Logan was even FRIENDLY. And given the fact that the worst Logan had a way of coming off rough and unwelcoming, it was no wonder he was getting nowhere fast.
Sentence prompts for sudden action and partnerships.
Something big has gone down and now sender and receiver are forced to team up to survive. How're you two gonna get out of this one? These are meant to initiate first time interactions, but can be used by anyone! Feel free to change wording/pronouns as needed!
"Alright, shut up and listen, I've got a plan."
"What now, hero?!"
"Yeah, yeah, cut to the chase, what the hell do we do?"
"Quit screaming, they'll hear us!!"
"Keep your head down."
"You've got five seconds to explain what the hell's going on here."
"Hey! Over here!!"
"If you wanna survive, you'll do exactly as I tell you."
"Think you can make it to that door?"
"I need you to trust me."
"Can I trust you?"
"Yeah, cool, good for you, now's not really the time. MOVE!!"
"Shhshshshh SHUT UP..."
"YOU have to be more careful."
"Keep your head on a swivel."
"Here, take this [Insert Weapon] and watch my back."
"You could've been killed, idiot!!"
" Listen. I'm gonna let go of you, and then we're gonna run for it, okay?"
"Heads up!!"
"You comin' or what?"
"And why the hell should I trust you?"
"You've got a lot of gall to ask me that after everything that just happened."
"Hold still, you're bleeding."
"Follow me, there's people taking shelter over this way."
"Are you hurt? Can you walk?"
"What the hell was that thing?"
"What the hell were those things?"
"...I'll just run ahead, the rendezvous point can't be that far."
"Man am I glad you were here."
"No need to thank me, just doing what I do best!"
"Are you TRYING to get yourself killed?!"
Wolverine! Yay!
I added Frank Castle from the 2004 Punisher film...
Like this for a starter from him ♥️
The Punisher 2004 gifs (no theme)
for @bangermusings !!