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Marvel Prompt!

Prompt: "I just got you back, I'm not letting go.*

MCU/AA/EMH

Three sets of brothers are pulled into a maze like palace, the inhabitants seeking to devour them for their power.

The gods of thunder are fused together, as are the gods of chaos. They must find a way out of there. They end up being separated, both of them learning about the place and its dangers in the process. The Loki's learn that there is a choice system that effects their fate and are given a choice:

'You live and escape. Your sibling dies permanently.'

Or

'Your sibling lives and escapes. You die permanently.'

The Loki's chosen answer is to let Thor live.

All Thor's reject this choice and break the system and the realm, unfusing and dragging their brother back to their own world- barely escaping death.

Thor is pissed at Loki's choice, lecturing him before screaming: 'I just got you back, Loki! I wasn't going to leave without you, not again. I am not letting you leave me again, damnit. Not again...'

Thor then holds his brother tightly.

Hey everyone, this post is going to be a bit different. Pride month is nearing an end and I was ask to make a special something for this project I'm in.

I want to talk about my journey with discovering my sexuality and gender identity, along with my battle with my disability battle with ADHD.

I was around 15 or 16 when I started to question my identity. I didn't understand what or why I was different from everyone else around me. I didn't understand why I faked being in love with boys or found myself only falling in love with fictional boys but not real guys. Then I began to think harder. I realized that maybe I wasn't so straight.

As I was finding my way I explored different labels, explored my gender, and eventually finally admitted that I needed therapy for my health.

At first I thought I was bisexual and nonbinary. At the time it felt correct, but time past and I realized it didn't make sense or feel right. I needed to keep looking. Then I identified as lesbian and demigirl, but once again later down the line they didn't feel like me.

Finding your identity takes time, trying things out for a time and seeing what makes you feel you. There is no rush, no impending doom waiting around the next second.

I finally found my gender when I was looking online about different genders in the trans and nonbinary umbrella: trigender.

Trigender is a gender similar to gender fluid. One identifies as three genders, whether all at once- like a mix of colors- or flux between the three- like colors melting into another.

Trigender was the labe that felt right, where I felt myself click into place. I felt like a woman, a man, but in between- nonbinary. It made sense and felt just right for me.

As for my sexuality? I am still into women, but I now use Gynosexual as my label. It is a gender neutral way to say that a person is attracted to women identifying genders or feminine traits. Which I am.

I also figured out I am ageosexual. Ageosexual is a sexuality on the asexual spectrum. Ageosexual is a sexuality where one isn't disgusted seeing anything sexual in nature, able to watch 'adult fun' without being uncomfortable, but still having no desire for sexual intercourse of any kind.

I can handle a sex scene or joke in media, but even the thought of actually having sex makes me uncomfortable and nauseous. I don't like even the thought of anyone I may date in the future see me naked, god forbid touch me.

I will hold hands, kiss on the cheek, peck on the mouth, cuddle, hug, but anything else is a no. Just no.

So after finding the labels that fit me and have found myself comfortable with them, I settled on my pronouns next: they/them. I didn't like being referred to as just she/her, just female. I liked the more neutral they/them as it feels better and more like me. It felt right. But everyone around is still having to get used to my pronouns and using them. Learning is still going on, my family no used to my pronouns as they spent years with my old ones.

But my mental health during this? I went to see a therapist at 16, working on my depression and anxiety first. I was prescribed medication to help deal with my issues and given tools to help manage what the medication can't. Medicine isn't a cure for mental health, it just helps manage the issues one has.

After I was given the starting tools I worked on myself and tried hard in high school. I was more energetic, I felt less tired, and I had more motivation. It didn't last however. I began to have issues with attention, I kept getting distracted easily, forgot things constantly, was restless, overall a mess without knowing why.

Then my doctor prescribed me with a medication I recognized my mother taking. It was one she took for her bipolar. So I thought for a while I had bipolar, stupid I know but hey I wasn't thinking clearly. But soon I was diagnosed with ADHD, given medication and tools I needed to manage things, and found myself more relaxed- and given confirmation that I do not have bipolar. I could sleep longer than four hours. I could finally have my thoughts slow down. I even could focus better.

But the struggle wasn't done. You see, during one summer on a boiling hot day, I tried to end my life by heat stroke. I had turned my heater on full blare on the hotest day that week. Then I took a nap, hoping to anyone listening that I wouldn't wake up. I woke up, drenched in sweat, realizing what I nearly done. I turned off the heater and quickly tried to cool myself down. I only confessed about till six to seven months after that happened. This was when I was around 19, probably 20. I had dropped high school before this, the stress of dealing with family problems, moving, and the pandemic just beginning. I wasn't great mentally.

I have also experienced cutting before, something common sadly with people dealing with depression and constant stress. It wasn't a good feeling. The pain of cutting was not what I enjoyed ever, but I am ashamed to say this, but I did like how it made me numb to everything.

In the present day I am much better, not perfect but not a mess, I'm simply okay. I've been through so much and have many years to go hopefully. To end this post as it is long enough as it is I will say this:

Your journey will not be like anyone else's, it's your life and you will find the pieces of yourself in time. You just have to find what feels right and what is comfortable. You may have a hard time with your disabilities, mental or physical, but you have support around you ready to help. There are people who want to help you get better, you'll find them. I know it. Just be kind to yourself, allow time to feel out what it is you need. And allow yourself to make mistakes.

The worst thing I ever did was try to be perfect, to be strong. In actually, it's okay to be weak and to be imperfect. We all need to learn by making mistakes, grow from them. And sometimes we need to let out emotions, to stop trying to hold everything inside.

It's okay to be yourself.

Happy 2024 Pride Month everyone!

I know I haven't been posting like I used to, but I've been dealing with a bit of life stuff. Nothing bad, just general life things, such as ADHD and school.

I am so excited to celebrate this pride month and hope all of you feel proud to be yourself! Live authentic and be true my friends, and Happy Goddamn PRIDE MONTH!!!!

Another Marvel prompt!!!

Stephen Strange has a little quirk that he really hates, especially when others find out. When he gets sleepy he ends up looking like a little kid, rubbing his eyes with his hands like a kid and even yawned adorably too. When ALL the Avengers find Stephen sleepy and yawns they fucking melt, all of them wanting to pick him up and cuddle with him.

That's exactly what the avengers do. Thor and Loki are the ones to easily capture Stephen when they find him sleepy, Tony and Steve being second. Natasha is the one nobody fucks with when she spots Sleepy Strange, I mean come on- you know why. Clint practically kidnaps the mage the moment he hears that yawn, taking him to his floor to coddle him, give him all the cuddles and just drown him in affection. This continues with every other avenger down the list.

Stephen is so goddamn embarrassed and tries to hide away when he is tired. But try as he might, they always seem to find him. He wonders how this is his life now. He also can't lie and say he doesn't like the cuddles, head pats, and so forth. The poor mage is touch starved bad.

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(Tsum Tsum Avengers have been portaled to the AA universe, and have taken up residency. They haven't been around too long at all, so it's still a surprise to all of them. What's more surprising is how the little ones act around Tony.)

Tony: *hesitant* Okay... I don't know what to do here.

(Tony has gained a Tsum Tsum harem)

Tsum Steve: *Happy* Tsum Tsum! (I love you, Tony!)

Tsum Steve: *Nuzzles Tony's cheek*

Tsum Clint: *Excited* Tsum! Tsum!! (Kiss! Kiss!!)

(Tony was trapped, covered in Tsum Tsums. The other Avengers though... They didn't like it. Jealousy was obvious.)

Tony: *Kisses Tsum Clint*

Clint: *Upset* Why don't I get a kiss!?

Please, any fanfiction writer make this real!!!

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(Tony has been injured, taking a bullet for Clint. It thankfully didn't hit any dangerous areas, but it did come close to the Arc Reactor- startling his team badly. Clint can't help but puppy guard him for a while, unable to stop seeing tony falling to the floor bleeding. Steve can't help but follow Tony around as much as possible- to afraid of losing him, especially before confessing his feelings for the genius.)

Tony: *On the couch, irritated* Do I have to lay here?

Clint: *Sitting on the floor in front of Tony* Yep, you just stay there and let Steve cuddle you! Please, for us? *Gives the puppy eyes look, the one people feel to guilty to say no to*

Tony: ...Fine.

Steve: *embarrassed and flustered* I'm sorry Tony, I just... j-just...

(Steve struggles to find the words he needs. In the end he can only bury his face back into Tony hair, nuzzling his entire form even closer to Tony's body somehow.)

Steve: I can't say it right now Tony, but believe me when I say I can't stand to see you hurt again like that. I hate when you're hurt at all.

Tony: *Confused, oblivious, and concerned* Alright Cap, you can hold me as long as you want. Take your time on whatever you have to say too, I can wait. *Glances at Clint* you can stay too, you know? As long as you desire, Birdbrain... Want to hold my hand?

(Tony offers Clint his hand, which he happily takes. Steve is happy too, grateful that Tony was understanding. Then the other Avengers decided to join them, setting themselves around Tony.)

Tony: *Sighs* Well it's now a party in here, can I at least have a drink?

Natasha: *Hands over a glass of chocolate milk*

Tony: *Deadpan stare* ...Thanks. Also, why?

Hulk: No bad drink today, only safe ones. *Gently pats Tony's head*

Steve: Hulk is right, you shouldn't drink right now Tony. You're one some strong medicine and being drunk isn't going to help you heal anyway.

(Tony pouts, but settles as he drinks the chocolate. Thor comes over with snacks for Tony, things that won't be too hard on his stomach. The medication is making him feel great, but he doesn't feel hungry much.)

Thor: Eat SHIELD brother! You need your strength to recover your wounds! Steve would be saddened if you had to stay down much longer.

(Tony's attention was caught on what Thor said.)

Tony: Why would- Steve, why would you be sad if I'm benched for awhile anyway, besides me being an important part of the team?

Steve: *Blushing, he mumbles his words.*

Tony: Could you say that again? I didn't hear you, and I don't have super hearing like you do.

Steve: *Blushing red now, blurts out his answer.* I-I love you!

(Five whole, silent, seconds pass by.)

Tony: *Blushes* I like you too, Steve.

Steve: *Bolts up, staring at Tony's face* Really!?

Tony: *Hiding his face in his hands* Yeah...

Clint: Do you love me, Tony? *Teasing*

Tony: *Blushing harder* Y-Yeah.

(Clint froze, staring at Tony with disbelief. A blush slowly making way on his face.)

Hulk: Little Tony like all of us?

Tony: *Gives a small squeak* Y-Yes, okay! I like all of you, each of you having traits that make you wonderful! *So red at this point*

Avengers: ...

( They bring Tony down off the couch, rearranging themselves so they could cuddle their precious genius.)

Avengers: *internally* No one shall take Tony from us. No one.

If anyone wants to write this as a fanfic you have complete permission, I only ask you link me the story so I can read it!

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Tony: Really, Steve?

Steve: *Holding Tony close* Mine

Tony: I know but I need you to let go now, please?

Steve:*Hugs tighter* No, mine.

Tony: Steve, I love you but- Ehh! *Trying to push away*

Steve: *Not even budging* Mine

Tony: Ehh!

Steve: Mine

Tony: Ehh!!

Steve:*Kisses Tony* Mine

Tony: *Flustered* God damnit...

Tony: *Hides his face* Love you too, Steve.

Steve:*Happy noises*

Bonus~~~

Clint:*Flirts with Tony*

Tony:*blushing but flirting back*

Steve:*Walks behind Clint* Clint

Clint:*Freezes in terror*

Steve: If you don't back away from my boyfriend, you'll wish you could die by your neck snapping in two.

Clint:*Pale white* Yep I'll just be e-else where, later! *Fucking booking it out*

Tony:*Embarrassed and slightly terrified* Steve was that really necessary? It was just Clint being Clint.

Steve: * Growls* No it wasn't. He was flirting with you Tony!

Tony: *Sighs* Me and Clint always flirt with each other, we kinda have a bromance thing...

Steve:...So he's ours then?

Tony:...

Tony:*Yells* Clint get back here! Me and Steve want trash panda cuddles!

If anyone wants to, please feel free to make this a fanfiction! I would read that story with glee!!!

✨ Marvel Prompt ✨

Clint: I don't see what the problem is, Tony.

Tony: *Deadpan stare* Oh I don't know... how about you holding my hand, refusing to let go?

(Tony holds up the hand Clint is holding captive. Which also happens to appear to have handcuffs on their wrists, a long chain between them.)

Clint: *Smirking* Look, all Cap said was to babysit you and make absolutely sure you didn't do something you're not suppose to. He didn't say how to do it. Besides, look at it this way: you are handcuff to a hot guy who is holding your hand willingly. I think that is a great deal, don't you?

Tony: *facepalms* No, Clint. Not a deal. You may be a good piece of eye candy, but I would rather not be handcuffed to my babysitter. And I also didn't consent to the hand holding. *Takes his hand back.*

(Clint pouts, wanting to hold Tony's hand again, then decides to do something better. He grabs Tony by the waist and pulls him down into his lap, causing Tony to yelp.)

Tony: *startled* What the heck, Barton!?

Clint: *sad puppy voice* I'm not Clint anymore to you?

Tony: *irritated but feeling guilty* Clint, what are you doing now?

Clint: *happy* well since you didn't want to hold hands, I thought we could cuddle! *Holds tighter, voice turning hesitant* We can cuddle right?

(Tony couldn't say no to Clint, not with that shakiness in his voice. The hesitant and insecurities poking through. He knew he was a sucker.)

Tony: *sighs* Okay, fine, I'll cuddle you. But can you at least take of the handcuffs and walk me to my floor? Id rather be comfortable when cuddling than-

Clint: *Happy and excited* You got a deal, Tony, to cuddle!

(Clint carries out Tony, intent on watching him still. Though his mind was more on the cuddles than anything else. Tony gave in and decided maybe taking a break today wouldn't be so bad.)

Tony: Yeah, Clint, let's cuddle buddy. *Smiles softly*