Gojo does make megumi smile
they just get each other
He has reached dad joke status
Your husband, Toji, could really be the worst sometimes.
He was in the middle of helping you cut vegetables up for dinner in the kitchen, when, out of the blue, Little Megumi came scampering in. Megumi reached his dad's side, and, trying to take a look at what was going on, stood on his tippy toes and peered at the counter.
Noticing that food was being prepared, Megumi blurted out, with no humor in his voice, "Hurry up."
Originally, Toji thought about scolding Megumi on his way of talking to adults, when, he got a brilliant idea. "Why?"
"Because I'm hungry, duh."
"Hi, Hungry," Toji looked down at Megumi with a grin, "I'm Dad."
Megumi gave his dad the biggest side glance known to man, and scoffed. "Hmph, I'm serious."
"You're not Serious; you're Hungry."
Megumi rolled his eyes, annoyed at his ridiculous dad. "Are you Kidding Me?"
"No," Toji shook his head, trying to hide his laughter, "I'm Dad."
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Summary: The morning after Connor and Y/N's first night together is interrupted by no other than Hank Anderson.
Warnings: Cursing, Some smut
A/N: Sorry for the wait, I've been super busy! As always thanks for reading and interacting with this series, it's really fun to write! I'm going to try to post again soon, I'm thinking of a pretty fluff chapter with Y/N and Connor's blossoming relationship! Hope you enjoy it and I hope your day is rad!
The morning after your first night with Connor, you awake in his arms to find him gazing at you, a soft smile on his lips.
“Good morning.” You murmur sweetly and cuddled up against his chest, as he kisses the top of your head. You can hear your dog snoring in the living room, crisp morning air flowing in through your cracked bedroom window; everything feels just right.
“Are you hungry? I can prepare you some breakfast if you like.” Connor offers nuzzling his chin against you.
“Mmm maybe later, I just want to stay like this for a little while, another hour or two or forever.” You tell him and hear him chuckle.
“That sounds good to me.”
A little while later your cuddling is interrupted by a loud thumping knock on your front door.
“Y/N! You in there?” Hank calls out. Both of your eyes shoot open, and you look at each other in a panic.
“Shit!” You both curse and stumble out of the bed, quickly dressing yourselves. It seems you both overslept for work.
“Should I get the door?” Connor asks as he buttons up his white shirt.
“No! You need to hide; I want to tell Hank about us but not like this.” You say quickly.
“Us?” Connor smiles.
“Well were you planning on hitting and quitting it?” You joke but Connor cocks his head in confusion.
“Don’t worry about it, I just want to tell him over dinner or something.” You explain slipping a shirt over your head and moving over to your dresser mirror to look over yourself.
“Connor! You left a mark on my neck!” You tell him exasperated.
“Apologies, I was just so…enthused.” He says and comes up behind you, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you into him, softly feeling you up as he plants light kisses on the marks on your neck. You feel your previous irritation leave you, and you melt away in his arms, you can feel him hardening behind you, and just as your about to reach down to tease him you hear Hank at the door again.
“Y/N! I’m coming in if you don’t get this door in the next 30 seconds!” He calls.
“Closet now!” You order and shove Connor towards your closet, pulling him down towards you for a kiss before you shut him in.
“Don’t make a sound.” You whisper and head towards your front door, wrapping a scarf around your neck before you do. 20 seconds after Hank’s warning, just as you enter your living room your front door is kicked open by the LT. Your dog looks up for a moment, and when he sees that it's Hank he goes back to sleep.
“Jesus Hank! I gave you a key, you didn’t have to kick the damn door in!” You yell. Hank, who entered with his gun drawn looks around the room before slumping his shoulders apologetically.
“I forgot about the key, sorry. Could’ve been worse, I could’ve busted out your window and slapped ya across the face. Anyway, what happened to you? Where were you all morning, I’ve been worried sick.” Hank asked holstering his pistol.
“I just overslept; I was up all night watching a horror movie marathon.” You lie. He looks you over suspiciously.
“Your heater on the fritz or something? What’s with the scarf?”
“The…movie marathon was mainly vampire stuff, so I… did it so I wouldn’t get bit in my sleep.” You struggle, you’re usually a good liar, but not to Hank.
“Huh, right. Where’s he at?” Hank chuckles.
“Huh?” You feign ignorance.
“Connor wasn’t at the station this morning either. I may be an idiot but I’m not dumb. Connor! Get out here!” Hank yells out. Nothing but silence echoes through the house before you eventually give in.
“Come on out Connor!” You blush. You both hear the sound of your closet door opening and then listen as Connor makes his way to the living room, awkwardly looking to both of you before fixing his eyes to the floor.
“Good morning Lt, I bet your wondering why I am here. There is a perfectly reasonable-
“Shut the fuck up Connor I know what you’re doing here and frankly I’d rather not think about it. Just get dressed and get to the station, I’ll cover for you with Fowler.” Hank sighed waving Connor off.
“Thank you.” You breath with relief.
“Don’t mention it and actually Connor you’re going to ride with me, we’re going to have a little talk about this “thing”. It is a thing, right?” Hank asks. You interlock your fingers with Connor and smile up at him kissing him lightly.
“It is.” You smile and feel Connor squeeze your hand.
“Ugh alright cut that shit out. Come on Connor get yourself together, I’ll be in the car.” Hank instructs and heads out the door. As the Lt. shuts the door behind him Connor pulls you in for a deeper more intense kiss, his hands tracing the whole of your body, tangling in your hair. It’s a whirlwind until he pulls away.
“I like being a thing with you.” He says with a blush.
“I like being a thing with you too.” You grin. Hank honks his horn impatiently outside and Connor reluctantly releases his hold on you.
“I’ll see you at the station, I wonder what Hank wants to talk about.”
“He probably wants to make a bunch of threats about what he’ll do to you if you hurt my feelings.”
“Oh, well…I’m sure he’ll be creative in his threats. Luckily it’s a short drive to the station.”
“I’m sure, well you better not keep him waiting any longer.” You say and lead him to the door. Connor walks down your driveway to Hank’s car, grinning from ear to ear at you as you wave goodbye, your heart can hardly handle how cute he is. Hank rolls his eyes and rolls up Connor’s window, then locks all the doors.
“Lt?”
“We’re going to take the long way to the station today.”
“Oh?”
“Yeah, gotta cover all the different ways I’m going to kick your ass if you break Y/N’s heart.”
Reblog to put one of these in your mutuals’ pocket when they’re not looking
I actually love dogs so much. There's a pug cafe here and I wish I could live there forever.
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader
Summary: Bucky wants to smuggle a dog out of the shelter but needs the help of someone who has experience carrying out a heist.
A/N: please remember it’s the owner who raises the dogs to be evil and aggressive, not the dog itself! - j. x
Bucky plops onto the cement in a heavy but swift manner. He wiggles his flesh fingers through the small holes of the chainlink gate, trying his best to get closer to the pitbull behind the gate.
When (Y/N) suggested he volunteer at the animal shelter as part of his therapy routine, Bucky grunted his reluctant approval. Truth be told, he initially didn’t have any interest in animal shelters and only agreed because he wanted to make (Y/N) smile.
But that all changed on his second day of volunteering, because for the second time in his life, Bucky Barnes fell in love.
Acting on instructions to check every water bowl, Bucky was making his way around the shelter when he made eye contact with a blue nose pitbull with scars running across her face. Both super-soldier and canine warily stared at each other, fatigue shining from both of their eyes, their posture a bit slouched.
The pitbull took the first step of courage, carefully padding to the chainlink gate barricading her from freedom. Her soulful eyes never breaking contact with his blue ones, the canine stuck out her muzzle to the best of her ability and licked his hand. And just like that, Bucky’s heart melted.
Her previous owners called her Scarface, but Bucky calls her Creampuff.
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Clint is so cool
Clint Barton x Reader
Prompt: “my butt is not a drum, dude.”
Summary: you’re trying to get work done on a quiet afternoon, but your boyfriend clint barton is nothing if not distracting.
Warnings: fluff, smut, adult language, fingering, unprotected sex.
Word Count: 3,123
Got a Request? Prompt list for: tony | clint | quill
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KDJDKSK CONNOR SO CUTE
Connor (RK800) x f!Reader | 4.8K | 18+
Once Connor finds out you might be sexually attracted to him, he makes the decision to be fitted with a new part to please you.
A/n: this is one of my old fics from wattpad that i’m posting here to keep safe!
Perceptive, adaptive, curious. Connor had always been intrigued by you, just about the only person in the department who hadn’t, at one stage or another, treated him as an inferior. In fact, it was quite the opposite, and what that meant Connor didn’t entirely understand.
“Hank,” he’d asked, “why does (Y/n)…” He couldn’t really form it into words. He didn’t know what to ask in order to receive the answers he wanted, so he stammered, trying to capture the words that were escaping him. “why does she- I mean, she acts strangely around me, correct?”
Hank was frowning at the android, the deep wrinkles between his brows more heavily pronounced. “(Y/n) acts weird around you?”
“I believe so.” Connor huffed, looking over to where you were working at your desk, filing paperwork. “The changes in her behaviour are extremely minute, yet it bothers me that I can’t yet discern what they mean.”
Hank swivelled his chair to face Connor, his interest piqued. “And what exactly are these ‘minute changes’?”
“Just small things that don’t really make sense to me. For instance, the other day I came in after that deviant case with the double homicide and asked her for her opinion on the possible convictions the murderer could be facing, and she just-” Connor imitated a freeze taking his limbs, his eyes going wide. “It was like I’d frightened her, or maybe she was having a hard time processing the information. But that doesn’t make sense, right? (Y/n) has worked with me comfortably before, and she’s very intelligent and quick.”
“This was the day you were attacked by the murderer?” Hank inquired.
“Yes.”
“The day you came in flustered from blue blood loss, with your shirt torn and hanging from your body?”
“Yes, that’s a correct observation.”
The smile on Hank’s face grew tenfold, a chuckle tickling his throat as he shook his head in disbelief.
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The only men she needs in her life tbh
The Gang: *roasting Jen about her texts and laughing*
Jen: *sniffling* I just thought he'd like me for me....
The Gang:
relief - hobie brown
being a spider person can be a lot of work for hobie sometimes and between fighting the high powers, destructing capitalism, and fighting off powerful enemies, hobie ends up neglecting himself at times
that’s why one night when he walks through the door, bruised and tattered, with those big brown eyes of his nearly overflowing with tears, and he is begging for you to take care of him, you do
and oh do you take care of him
tying his hands behind his back with your softer silk scarves, knowing he won’t bother to try and break free, and sitting him down on the bed so you can take care of him right
soon enough, his eyes are rolling back into his head while your hands are wrapped around his cock, stroking to the music of broken moans and high noted whines
his hips buck up every now and then but he knows you’ll make him feel good without his help. so while he repeats the mantra of “be good” to himself, you make him feel good
and just when he thinks you’re done after hes cum once, he sees you slide your panties off quickly and position yourself above him, slowly sinking down onto his already sensitive cock
this is when he becomes completely complient to you, letting you ride him with his face in your hands, stroking away his tears from pleasure and submission
hes whispering “please” and “i love you” against your stomach repeatedly and you can’t help but feel bad for how fucked out and dependent he looks, so you do him a favor and ride a little faster which ends in him cumming deep inside you and you making a mess over his cock
ft. Bucky's angry pout 😗😡
SEBASTIAN STAN as BUCKY BARNES The Falcon and The Winter Soldier (2021)
Tony just saying "No" is quite accurate
Character: Avengers X Child!Reader
Universe: Marvel, Avengers
Warnings: Mild swearing, sex ed talk
HUMOUR
Request:Ive just found your blog!! Youre an amazing writer!! I wanted to ask one in which the reader is the little protect one sister of the avengers (like 12 years old) and she goes around the tower asking the avengers how babies are made. (she doesnt have a mom, so she doesnt know anything) and Tony freaks out because doesnt want her to grow up! I know u have a lot of work, hope this isnt bothering you!!! You are greeeat!
Tony had raised you since you were a baby, since your mom was out the picture. Being his little girl, he took his job as a father very seriously. He didn’t want to mess up like his own father so he made sure to go to all your school showcases, helped you with your homework and made sure you spent at least one day every week having a father-daughter relationship. Also since he’s Iron Man, he was very protective of you. The rest of the Avengers could see you were Tony’s world so vowed if anything bad happened and he couldn’t keep you safe, they would make sure to keep you safe. This led to you getting close to the Avengers.
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