#berserkerage

[synthezcid]

violence was predictable for her at this point and there was nothing more amusing than catching someone unawares. with an audible and dramatic groan she rose from her seat, palms slapping upon her thighs, and marched directly towards vision with intent in her eyes - if he was worried, he didn't show it, not even when she gripped his shoulders and pulled him down for a kiss. it was lingering, forceful, stopping his lips mid-word so that the taste of them stained her own lips before she pulled away. ' please ... shut the fuck up. '

     Fear. It seemed to be a common sentiment of those around her. Her unpredictability, her penchant for violence, not to mention her warm personality. Those were not things most would find comforting. And yet, he did not fear her, himself. For why would he? Had he not been torn apart only to be rebuilt over and over again? Stared down beings more terrifying and unknowable than her? Neither death nor the possibility of violence had any sway over him like it did over those around him. 

     So when she walks towards him, interrupting his frankly insightful conversation about the mysteries of their ever-expanding galaxy, with an intent behind her eyes that he could not quite place, he only offers a look of confusion. The frown upon his brow only intensified as he was pulled down and-- interesting. He did not offer any resistance, even going as far to return the kiss, although nowhere near as-- heated as she was being, head tilting ever so as he looked down upon the woman in the aftermath. 

     “ Duly noted--” He responds, his tone holding its neutral tone as if nothing had just happened, lips pressing together as his tongue darted out to take in the taste, “--Though I am afraid we just got to the good part with astral bodies and their varying centers of gravity. Let’s take Venus, for example--”

[killdozcr-blog]

       ❝ do y`ever get tired of just STARING at the back of my head? `cause i’m sick of you doing it. ❞

[fortislumen-a]

sentence prompts. // accepting — @berserkerage​​ said: “What was it this time?” 

jessica  groans,  leaning  back  against  the  chair  before  shrugging.      ❝    another  idiot  the  avengers  pissed  off  and  left  for  other's  to  take  care  of  their  mess.    ❞      she  takes  a  deep  breath,  pressing  the  ice  against  the  wound  she  knows  won't  be  there  anymore  in  a  couple  of  hours,  but  still  hurts  more  than  she  would  ever  admit.  shaking  her  head, she  takes  a  sip  of  her  energy  drink.        ❝    i  took  care  of  it. no  need  to  worry.    ❞

[intohero]

☆     —     @berserkerage​  ;   'how am i supposed to save the whole world?'    / accepting.

❛  you’re not.  ❜   he starts,  shield lifted from the floor and fitted onto his back,  snug and familiar.  going in partially blind is never enjoyable,  but there’s a part of him that’s settled into his bones,  gearing for a fight and knowing if nothing else that this is something he can do.  the sky cycle is already started up,  humming along with it’s counterparts that so few of them need.  on an average day,  steve’s more likely to be hitching a ride with one of their flyers,  but there’s not usually so many extra hands to divvy up.  he’s not complaining,  they’ll need all the help they can get.

movements steady,  controlled,  a routine he’s carried out a hundred times and will many more,  but the look sent her way is tinged softer at the edges.  ❛  right here,  right now,  you’re part of a team.  none of us can do it alone.  ❜  it’s not a new notion,  the avengers is built on and wrapped around the word trust,  the most solid foundation he’s ever found.  it’s one he’d bet his life on,  has time and time again,  and today it includes logan.   ❛  you’re going to trust me to have your back,  and i’m gonna trust you to have mine,  and that’s how we’re all going to save the whole wide world   —   together.  ❜

[thunderbringerarchived]

it's been absolutely lovely following you. you have complete grasp on thor's voice as well as well-developed prose that i love reading like a stalker ( did i unfollow you accidentally to send this ? you bet i did )

beep beep . how is my portrayal? 

you are AWESOME! THANK YOU SO MUCH

[synthezcid]

9. for sparring to turn into sex

NSFW Prompts

      Theirs was a curious dance, not too dissimilar to the age old conflict between the unstoppable force and immovable object. They were similar, yet different in many aspects. A game of give and take, poking and prodding to see how far the other would go. Perhaps that was why he simply stood still and let her blows pass through him unimpeded. How angry would she get? 

     A simple scientific inquiry, he can assure you.

     He did not feel rage-- At least, not in the way she was known for. The pumping of adrenaline through the veins, every inch of skin burning with heightened stimuli, a fire in the eyes. All that, and more, he could see clearly this close to her. “ I believe I almost felt that punch.” Though his tone was natural, the smallest of smiles at the corner of his mouth betrayed his façade. Another jab. 

     His density shifts as he meets her next blow with a forearm block with his left, while his right went for a punch to her side. He arcs across the air as she uses his momentum against him, phasing through the floor instead of impacting it, appearing behind her and wrapping an arm around her clavicle to hold her in place, however momentarily. 

     He could feel her body rumble with each thump thump thump’ing of her heart, her skin warm to the touch with sweat and adrenaline, her muscles taut in anticipation of another blow. Stress relief, she had said at the beginning, did he have stress to begin with? Or did the key lie not in the stress, but the relief? 

      His hold relaxes, ever slight, his other hand coming up to rest at her side just above the waistline, fingers delicate against the skin. “ May I offer a-- different course of action?” One dance ends, another begins, buttons continue to be pushed. Unstoppable meet immovable.

[herrwagner]

' you must be a camp fire because you're hot and i want s'more. '

Not laughing is a struggle. You can see the corners of his mouth twitching with the effort of holding back, he won’t give in, not this easily. But damn if he isn’t close to it. Looking Logan over he gives her an almost reprimanding look, if it wasn’t for that laugh being just seconds away.

“That has to the worst one yet.”

unprompted sexual sunday things  ||  always accepting  ➜  @berserkerage

[thunderbringerarchived]

' i'd like to take you to the movies, but they don't let you bring your own snacks. '

❝  and i thought i was the romantic one . . . ❞