Psst, Kyber! I'd love anything you want to write about Tech and Crosshair together. Congrats on 333! 🎉
Thanks, Lil! I have got a short little snippet of Cross and Tech just for you...333 words of Crosshair taking care of his brother through the tender form of harassment. I hope you enjoy it!
Sleep Cycle
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Rated: G | Words: 333
Crosshair wakes to the sound of someone banging around outside the ship. It’s the same sound he fell asleep to. Sighing, he checks his chrono. His sleep cycle is almost over, not even enough time to make it worth trying to fall asleep again. Which means that Tech has been at his repairs for nearly a full standard rotation.
Rolling out of the upper bunk, he nearly catches his leg on Wrecker’s sprawled arm where his brother is sleeping soundly below. Hunter is at the nav computer, looking half asleep himself, although he gives Cross a nod of acknowledgement.
“Good luck getting that di’kut to take his sleep cycle,” he mutters. “Worse than a kriffing tubie.”
Crosshair chuckles.
The hatch is open, and Crosshair trundles down the ramp. The air is cool and damp, a rolling mist covering the ground. It swirls and moves as he walks through it.
“Tech,” he calls out.
The banging sound continues, uninterrupted.
“Tech!”
A reprieve of silence. “I am here.”
Crosshair comes around to where the Marauder’s innards are pouring out of an open panel. “When was the last time you slept?”
Tech examines a cable. “Irrelevant.”
“Wrong.”
“We are stuck on this planet until I finish repairs.”
“I’ll take over. Go to bed.”
Tech gives him a scathing look. “You do not know how.”
“We all have a basic understanding of mechanics, Tech. I think I can handle checking cables while you get some sleep.”
“I would rather finish myself.” As he says so, Tech touches two wires together. Electricity cracks, and the engineer lets out a sharp yelp.
Crosshair grins. “I didn’t know electrocuting yourself was part of the process.”
“Kriff off.”
“You must be tired if you’re resorting to bad language,” Crosshair says.
Tech regards him with a deadly look, but Crosshair is unperturbed.
“Fine, I will take a short rest,” Tech says at last. “Please refrain from touching anything.” Tech walks away, cursing under his breath.
Crosshair smiles. “And that’s how it’s done.”
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@h0lly-hued-s0ul you gave me the best inspiration and I made this lil chibi based on it! I have always had this oc Loathing whispering things in my ear but you commenting about “punching your ragnorok” it made me realize he IS my ragnorok! And I had to draw him as such, Loathing you bastard LEAVE ME ALONE! but I do love this picture and I am thankful for the unintentional prompt SO THANK YOU @h0lly-hued-s0ul
(A/N: Time for me to try out a Modern AU setting for Merlin. The winning/deciding vote for the Follower Prompt was Matching Pajamas. This insert reader is for a bingo card in @girl-next-door-writes Bingo challenge. It’s been a hot minute since I last wrote/typed for Merlin. I had an extremely vague plan for this, well a small idea of the entirely which lead to more and lead into Reader not knowing that Merlin is Merlin. At first, I didn’t want to go that route, but…eh. Dive in.
Bingo Card: Follower Prompt
Warnings: Merlin’s sass?
Word Count: 500 words)
The best time of the year had finally rolled around. Well, ‘the best’ was debatable, however you had what no one else did: Merlin.
Imagine that. An actual best friend named Merlin. So magical. Even better? He was the kindest and most empathic person you had ever known in your entire life.
What was so great about him and the debatably best time of the year? You got to spend it with him! All fun, festive, and full of food.
Well, that was the plan.
Being that it was the first festive season with Merlin, you wanted him to feel extra welcomed and comfortable in your home.
If only he knew what was to come.
“SO,” you announced as you walked into the living room with a red gift bag. “Since you are staying over for the best, most holiday, extravaganza of the most chill. You, my dear Merlin, are getting one gift early.”
“Am I?” The young man in question sat up straighter from his position on the couch.
“Yes, my dear, sir. An extraordinary gift awaits you.”
“After you finish your fluffy introduction.”
You held up a finger and said, “Since it’s the holidays, I will slightly ignore your sass.”
“Only slightly?” He smirked playfully.
You handed him the bag before you thought to toss it into his lap. “Now, come on. While we’re still young.”
“Heh,” Merlin’s ocean blue eyes peered down into the depths of the bag where white tissue bag concealed all.
Maybe I added too much paper? You thought. But I could still see what it was.
Tearing into the paper like an uncoordinated cat, your friend discovered his holiday gift. A well folded pair of pajamas.
“Oh.” Merlin pulled at the fabric to get a better look.
Please like it.
The pajama top and pants were a light blue with snowflakes and stars decorating the entire fabric.
“I picked the softest ones.” You said, fingers twitching away as you awaited his full reaction.
“Being cold at night won’t be an issue. I don’t have anything like this.” His gaze locked with yours. “Thank you. This is great.”
“You like them?”
“Yes,” he answered with a small chuckle. “I can wear these tonight.” Turning it in his grasp, he asked, “Shouldn’t there be a tag…or something?” Merlin peeked into the collar.
“There was.”
“You knew I’d like it, so you cut the tags?”
“And…washed and dried them so that it’s absolutely clean and doesn’t have any left over chemicals from being in a warehouse or something.” You smiled.
“Thank you for that.”
“And,” you started to say and Merlin’s eyebrows immediately shot up to his hairline. “I have the exact same ones.”
“We have matching pajamas?”
“Oh yeah. We’re gonna look so adorable and festive that we’ll forget for a couple of hours and then remember in the middle of some movie.”
“A movie where they wear pajamas probably.”
“Probably.”
“A holiday wish I never knew I had. Dressing exactly like you.”
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Request: “I was wondering if you could do a Loki x reader where they were fighting Thanos but instead of thanos snapping and killing people he sent them to an alternate universe where they in that universe that they were actors? Sorry if this is confusing ❤” From @lokis-soft-smile I hope you like it!!
Word Count: 1527
Pairing: Loki x Reader, Tom Hiddleston x Reader
Square filled: Follower prompt
A/n: This is for @girl-next-door-writes Bingo Challenge!
Masterlist ~ Bingo Masterlist
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Everything was chaos. It was honestly a miracle that we had made it this far. I could see the grassy fields beyond the trees were we were fighting filled with the sounds and scorches of battle. Strange alien armies were wreaking havoc on Wakanda soil, but all me and Loki were worried about was getting to Thanos.
Yells and explosions were sounding off on all sides of us to the point where my sense of direction was being thrown off. I finally honed into Wanda’s scream. I got Loki’s attention and we both bolted to the noise.
I slid to a stop as I watched Vision’s body slump to the ground. The gauntlet was complete. I felt my arm brush up against Loki’s beside me, but I was too frozen to move as Thor slammed his ax into Thanos’s chest. Loki and I had stuck close together through the whole battle, and I was grateful that I knew he was by my side.
We both watched in horror as, despite the weapon in his chest, he proceeded to snap his fingers.
There was a strange moment of quiet, as if everything in existence was watching and waiting to see what was going to happen.
Slowly I turned as Bucky stood, calling out for Steve before crumbling to dust. I snapped back to Wanda to see her fall away as well, not a word on her lips.
“Loki,” I looked up at him, scared of what was to come.
He looked at me with equally wide eyes, not sure what to do.
“Kiss me.” We had been dancing around this for ages, both knowing that we liked each other, but not knowing where to begin or how to approach it, but I knew I couldn’t die not knowing what it felt like.
He wasted no time in grabbing my face and planting his lips against my own. It was desperate, and I’m not sure I would have had it any other way since it seemed to stop the time between the beginning to the point where I felt I was slowly falling away.
I snapped awake from the falling feeling of my dream. I propped myself up to take a deep breath. I looked over to see Lok- no it’s Tom Hiddleston, my boyfriend, on the other side of the bed. He seemed to be blinking awake too, so I laid back down and watched him.
That dream was so strange, terrifying actually. To not know what was on the other side of the dusting. I guess that’s why I woke up, because no one really knows.
“Good Morning Darling,” Tom shifted over and started running his hand through my hair.
I smiled sleepily at him, “Morning.”
“Now what is going on in that pretty little head of yours?” I could tell he was thinking about something himself, but I decided to indulge him anyway.
“Just the freaky dream I had.”
“It seems we’re in the same boat then,” he rested his hand on my shoulder, “you go first.”
“We’re also in the same bed,” I smiled cheekily at him before giving him a peck on the nose. “It was just the final battle of Infinity War, we were both there, as our characters, in Wakanda and then we got snapped away.”
Tom’s face became troubled.
“What is it?”
He hummed, “It’s just that I had that same dream.” We sat there in the quiet morning air before he said, “I guess we’re just that connected.”
I smiled at him as he leaned in and gave me a tender kiss. We were unfortunately interrupted by Tom’s phone ringing.
He groaned, kissed me one more time before picking it up.
“Ben, what in the world at you doing calling me at this hour on a Sunday morning?”
I couldn’t hear what he was saying, but Tom wasn’t quite as annoyed as he was before. I decided to leave them to chat as I went to the kitchen to get some breakfast.
I was almost done cooking a few eggs when Tom slid his arms around me from behind.
“What did Ben want?”
“You won’t believe this but he called to tell me about this strange dream he had. One where he was Dr. Strange in Infinity War.”
That started to unsettle me, how strange that the three of us would all have similar dreams, but I played it off with a “Should I be concerned about our relationship Tom?”
He laughed as he grabbed a couple of plates that I could dish the eggs up onto, “Not at all darling.”
And our lives went on.
I’m not one to remember dreams, but this one stuck with me. Every once in a while I would find my mind wandering back to it. Where would we go if it did happen? Would we just cease to exist? I couldn’t imagine the pain of not being with Tom, what about if we were there and I had lost Loki?
Even when greater things came into our lives, like new movies to be worked on, the wedding, thinking about starting a family, all this should have been enough to erase the dream from my memory. But it didn’t. I would find myself haunted by the falling feeling, how peaceful it was, but so destructive. Luckily the feeling didn’t come often, but it didn’t help when we had a cast party and some other people talked about similar dreams.
But life goes on. Five years flew by, I loved Tom, and we were happy. Everything was perfect.
Until I fell asleep.
It felt like I was finally coming together, maybe because I was. I felt hands on my face, shifting to my hair and lips kissing me desperately. And it felt like home. It was sweet, it was tender, but held all the fire of something happening for the last time.
I opened my eyes when we pulled apart to see Loki’s green eyes staring back at me. I had to pull back and take in my surroundings. I was so disoriented.
We were surrounded by trees, and I swore we could see the city of Wakanda when we first kissed, but now the trees were full and green to the point where I couldn’t tell you where Wakanda was if I tried.
That life, that love, happiness, the stability. Was that not real?
“Loki?” My gaze slowly made their way back to his face and I could tell he was having similar confusion, “Was that..?” I didn’t know what was going on, Thanos was there, and then he wasn’t and I thought we were dead for sure, but somehow we came out of the kiss with a dream behind the eyes and in a different world.
He looked down at me with a terrified innocent confusion, “I- I don’t know.”
“You saw it too, didn’t you?”
He nodded before his face became determined and he grabbed my arms and pulled me closer, “I did, now I don’t know what it was, but I want to have that with you. I am going to have that with you.”
My eyes began to water, that was more than I could ever wish for. I nodded before we pulled each other into a tight hug.
We heard sparks of a portal opening up. We pulled away enough to see Dr. Strange come through the portal.
“Thanos is back, we need to get to the battle quickly. Prepare yourselves while I gather the others.” And just like that he was gone again, like nothing had ever happened.
The others had gathered around in the same area, all looking confused, but making sure everything was in order anyway.
Sam approached us, looking at his tech, “You two love birds ready?”
I chuckled, “As we’ll ever be I guess.”
“Yeah, that sounds about right.” He moved to the front of the pack, leaving us on our own.
Being in Loki’s arms felt right. It was perfect, more perfect then that other life could ever be, even if it seemed so wonderful at the time. The longer I focused on the world around me, the real world, that other life seemed to fade away.
“I love you so much.” It came out of nowhere and I couldn’t tell if I was surprised or not that he had said it first.
“I love you too.” I gazed up at him, loving the way he looked at me. He took my hands tenderly and kissed my palms.
I head the tell-tale sparks of Strange’s portals opening and Sam say a ways off, “Cap? Cap can you hear me?”
I sighed, “Sounds like it’s time to go.”
His grip tightened on me, keeping me from leaving, “Just wait, I’ll get us there.” He dipped his head to mine and gave me one last kiss. It was slow, it was deep, it was worth the thousand words we may or may not have spoke.
As his magic engulfed us as we parted, I realized it was one more thing.
It was a promise.
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@weny suggested this lovely bit of art from littlewolf, based on an incorrect quote tweet by bucky? on twitter!
So, Winterhawk fandom, tell us how the squid was being a dick! Alternatively, tell us about The Day Hawkeye Lost A Fight to a Squid. Or whatever else floats your boat about this scene, and don’t forget to tag us in your works!
One for the Doctor Who and Stranger Things fans: has anyone tried to weave Tenrose into the plot of the first season of Stranger Things? The events of Hawkins in fall 1983 seem like the sort of thing the Doctor would look into.
Oooh, what a wonderful idea! The concept of Stranger Things certainly suits what the Doctor would want to investigate!
I just power smoked a bowl in less than 2 minutes, by myself
And at the suggestion of
@saintrenee
- Welcome to
CHAIR META
So - I found a supercut of the scenes where the chair is mentioned/discussed/present.
here we go.
tried turning on the video with my mind, forgot for a moment that’s not how it works.
the room is tossed, not like Nott/Veth remembers
the chest is an iron chest that is 3ft long by 1 ft wide
Sam - Was there a struggle? “investigation 21″
the furniture is completely destroyed - ALL EXCEPT THE CHAIR- RIGHT IN THE MIDDLE
clear possibility here - the chair was animated at one point, along with the other furniture, and forced into a furniture-fighting ring, where bets are made on the winner. The chair won
at this point, I’m so high that my brain has paused multiple times * to play “glitter and gold” by Imagine Dragons?
*THIS Activity was paused multiple times by my brain going “WTFEVEN IS FORMATTING?”
Back TO THE CHAIR -
The center chair seems... Perfect.
What constitutes a perfect chair, Matthew? In your eyes? In Veth’s eyes? What is so perfect about it?
**I stopped here for a whole minute or so, head in my hands, processing my high. Like, my back itches so much because my skin is tingly and I have ice and gum that I’m chewing on right now, and that feels amazing, but the gum has lost flavor, and so instead of spearmint, it tastes like, just my mouth. blegh.
Also took a moment to appreciate how nice it felt to massage my eyebrows and cheekbones/jaw. fucking amazing.
BACK TO THE META -
Beau and Caduceus (bbys <3 ) discuss the chair’s significance. (Thankfully)
*** Paused here for a blip because I needed to start dinner before I got caught again. The video is 6 minutes. I’m at barely the 2 min mark. Traveller watch over me.
****Back - have decided Peanut butter and honey sandwiches are technically ‘dinner’ - have promised myself toast when I complete this meta post - almost choke on sandwich due to lack of fluid to wash it down with #regert
META>
Beau announces theory - someone was interrogated
Caduceus thinks this is much better than his theory
Which is that someone invisible was tied to the chair.
This is the moment I thought to myself “Is Taliesin high?” Because SAME.
Nott is wrong, Caduceus is fucking brilliant. SOMEONE SHOULD AT LEAST CHECK!
Jester Lavorre MVP - checking out Cad’s theory like the amazing friend she is - You’re doing fantastic sweety. <3
*****Realize food has helped with how high I was - decide to hit the bowl again really quick - almost die from holding back coughing - instantly back to the high af line.
Jester sits in the chair (Fjord’s suggestion) and sees the room.. - Matt describes it as ‘looking like the room’ WE WILL COME BACK TO THIS LATER
Matt’s eyes shift and he refers back to the earlier investigation check (21 - sam)
“The chair looks as though it had been placed here after the rest of the damage had been done.” OOOOHHHHHHHOHOHOH MATTHEW - clearly there is more significance to the ‘placement’ of this chair!
Caduceus wants to break the chair and lock up -
a choice
Beau wants to give the chair a pass over, to make us all feel better.
A better choice.
(13) It. it’s a chair... that was placed here after the attack
Probably whoever put the chair there did so for the direct intention of messing with the chest it’s s sitting in front of.
Travis/Fjord asks Laura/Jester about what she saw while she sat in the chair.
She saw the room -
There is nothing next to or underneath the chair
Fjord: Why the chair, why the middle of the room, why lock it?
Beau: The chair is facing the chest - We’ve lost a lot of time looking into the dodecahedron probably they were just.. idk sitting?
Caleb: WAS CHAIR FOR TORTURE???!!!
no.
the chair is the key to everything, it’s the thread that ties all of everything together!
Matt is asked to tell us about the chair -
it’s a chair
it’s in a single piece
it’s representative
it was a clue that someone had been in there since the place was ransacked
This is a part of my 300 Followers Celebration, and I will be accepting prompt requests and write up some drabbles with your favorite characters! Marvel Universe, per usual.
The rules are simple: Send me an ask with your character and the numbers of the prompts you want used!
Prompts:
1. “Where did you get my shirt?”
2. “That wasn’t what you thought it was!”
3. “Wait, you got married?”
4. “No one taught you manners”
5. “Will you get your shoes off the coffee table?”
6. “I am NOT wearing that!”
7. “Come a little closer”
8. “Who knew you could dance like that?”
9. “I’ll always be there for you”
10. “No one can hurt you anymore”
11. “Tony’s going to kill me for that”
12. “McDonald’s isn’t a good first date?”
13. “I got two tickets to the concert”
14. “We’re going to Disney”
15. “Is that a puppy?”
16. “Can you pass the potatoes?”
17. “He’s not used to being around others”
18. “You deserve much more”
19. “I can’t breathe...you’re sitting on me”
20. “I don’t like thunderstorms”
21. “I wouldn’t mind spending my life with you”
22. “Taylor Swift gives me migraines”
23. “You can’t buy your own birthday cake”
24. “Steve said I could!”
25. “Vision cooked it for me”
26. “Is that a hickey?”
27. “500 dollars for a dress, you’re kidding me”
28. “Didn’t we do that last week?”
29. “Saving the world gets kinda boring”
30. “Fight me”
31. “Come back here”
32. “Who taught you how to kiss?”
33. “I’ve been waiting all year for that”
34. “Happy birthday, sweetheart”
35. “Stop staring, you’re drooling”
36. “Do that again”
37. “You’re like a drug”
38. “Can we take this to the other room?”
39. “I’ve dreamed about this moment for so long”
40. “Male strippers, duh”
41. “You left the keys in the car, didn’t you”
42. “He’s my dad”
43. “I couldn’t fall asleep”
44. “It’s your baby”
45. “You cheated?”
46. “You bastard!”
47. “We have a lot in common, you and me”
48. “Don’t stop”
49. “I’m falling in love with you”
50. “You scare me”
Hope you all enjoy requesting, and just lemme know! Thank you again for helping this blog reach 300 followers!!
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