hotguyhawkguy replied to your post “i have not reched the age where my friends are having babies… on...”
I have....... Is weird
yeah turns out i have like, my best friend from junior high is pregnant, been married for a little while now.
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hotguyhawkguy replied to your post “i have not reched the age where my friends are having babies… on...”
I have....... Is weird
yeah turns out i have like, my best friend from junior high is pregnant, been married for a little while now.
Sinful Trickery {Clint&Philistair}
Phil was one of the noisiest meatsuits, Alistair had worn for a very long time. In a day and age when most people didn't even believe in demons anymore, taking over a host was like child's play. But Phillip J Coulson had a stronger will than many people, and he struggled vainly against Alistair's hold, particularly where his precious little boyfriend was concerned.
"You can't do this. I will not let you go through with this," Phil growled at the back of Alistair's mind as he got ready for dinner with the meatsuit's lover. Target Zero. Being so close to Coulson, and such a good agent, he was highly likely to blow his cover, so Alistair needed to pin him under his thumb. Possession was too obvious, and much as he wanted to torture him, to let Coulson feel himself destroy his soulmate slowly and painfully, he knew now was not the time for that either. Unfortunately, subtlety was key at this time, and Alistair was not a fan of subtle.
"Quit your whining, sweetheart," the demon retorted mentally. "After all, I don't exactly see how's there is anything you can do to stop me, so just sit back and enjoy the ride, while I get to play with your pretty little boy toy."
With that, Alistair slammed up the floodgates between his mind and Phil's, blocking all connections Phil had to the meatsuit, and adopting the persona of the man he was wearing, strolled out to meet 'his' boyfriend for their date.
Master Barton
The items you requested should be delivered by tomorrow. And I have emailed you a list of baby names, specifically female ones chosen based on your personality and taste.
whathappensinportland said:
Work? Or working on that stud man of yours? Totally jealous. I don’t know how you do it. *shrugs* I wanted a new view. Aphrodite and I were bored of the West Coast.
*blinks* Actual work. But thank you. I think. *raises a brow* Just a change of scenery?
Wishing You a Long and Happy Marriage (Though We May Kill You First)
It hadn't been easy to set everything up so early, but JARVIS had been able to use Sir's connections to pull a few favors and get all of the supplies needed to decorate one of the meeting rooms. It was a group effort from all of the Avengers, but once they had the supplies (carefully snuck in behind Sir's back, though he was used to JARVIS secretly ordering things by now, since the AI liked to purchase things he'd deemed useful, though may not have seemed so to others), it wasn't long before the large meeting room looked like a party room for a wedding reception, though it would only be them, plus the grooms, in attendance. They'd even cleared a space in middle of the floor for dancing, JARVIS himself had set up a light show, it seemed that with he had a gift with technology of all kinds, even in a human body, and they had a grand buffet set out, with only the finest dishes.
With everything set up, not without minor incident, as Phil had to stop a few attempts by Natasha to paint over some of the banners with angry words, the only thing left to do was wait for the happy couple to sneak back into the tower, no doubt under the intention of continuing their charade. Jarvis told the others to wait in the room as he went down to wait by the door for Steve and Sir to return.
"Sirs," he said, taking their coats as soon as they walked in. "I apologise for the abrupt greeting, however there has been an incident while you were out, and your presence is needed immediately in Meeting Room B."
Email Sent Three Days Ago - All Correspondence Hidden From Sir
[To: James "Bucky" Barnes, Natasha Romanoff, Phillip J Coulson, Bruce Banner, Pepper Potts, Clint Barton, Thor Odinson, Darcy Lewis] I am writing to inform all of you of the engagement of Tony Stark and Steve Rogers. Not only are they due to be wed but they are also intending to due so in a private ceremony at City Hall in three days' time, however I felt you all should be made aware of the situation. It is entirely up to each of you what you intend to do with this information, my only request being that you refrain from informing either party that you are aware of this, nor more importantly that you received this information from me. I shall be blocking this email and all correspondence to it from Sir's access, so feel free to reply. Sincerely, J.A.R.V.I.S.
Hey there. You're my boyfriends PA now?
Yea. Sorry I haven't gotten a chance to email you about it yet. Fury basically gave me the choice of being Phil's PA or continue to be on SHIELD prescribed house arrest. Since I kinda like the guy, it gives me an excuse to get to know you and the Avengers more, and got me out of the house I accepted. I know I'm technically Phil's PA, but if you need anything let me know!