#**marvellous tomfoolery

[loulooser]

LOU I WANNA WATCH SMTH MARVEL, WHAT SHOULD IT BE?????

DEPENDS I MEAN IF IT WERE ME ID WATCH AVENGERS 1 OR MAYBE AOS OR BLACK WIDOW BUT I KNOW YOU LOVE WANDA SO MAYBE MOM??

[loulooser]

FREDDDDDDD GECHO ASS HOMEEEE

Deadpool (2019) #6

Kevin Libranda, Chris Sotomayor

[billymarvel]

There's had to been a day where Billy transforms in an alley where a few stray animals are scavenging n fucking makes their fur stick up on end. They run off, terrified by the abrupt lightning, and random onlookers from down the road just see a bolt of lightning, a red blur fly across the sky, n three singed cats running while screaming like no tomorrow.

The people of Fawcett probably think some weird animal torturer is on the loose, or that the electrical lines are playing up, but no, it's just their local hero calling the wizards name in the most desolate places.

Someone sends a letter to whiz radio asking Billy to tell Cap to Please Be Careful Of Where You Call For Lightning, These Cats Only Got So Many Lives. It's embarrassing. It's humiliating. He cannot let the Justice League find out about this.

[nurserard]

images with historical significance to me and like six other people

[korkietism]

He’s pulling his quirk out!!!

[londonthegrim]

Got Married to Wally at Marvins Marvelous Mechanical Museum.. We have Matching Rings!

Also got Fake Married to the Bestie @residentadrian, Thank You for letting Me Tag along on this Marvelous road Trip and Adventure, hell yeah Brother! Also.. Happy Birthday!

[theblackestofsuns]

"Tomfoolery"

Fantastic Four Annual #5 (November 1967)

Jack Kirby, Frank Giacoia and Stan Goldberg

Marvel Comics

[nurserard]

whatever souls are made of, yours and mine are the same (insult)

[immortaljai]

Good Talk.

1.5k Words, Smut, dirty talk, 3some, asshole behavior, porn w plot.

It was a weird family but it was your family. The amount of times the X-men tried to recruit you was sickening, Wade always in your ear about unicorns and his “Golden babys” all that you were used to. You never expected Wade to come home after his disappearance let alone with someone who seems to hate everyone. Logan was snarky, a drunk, and overall an asshole from the moment you met him.

He had this “lone wolf” batman shit going on with him, it confused you seeing Wade and him interact let along him living with you guys. You tried to avoid him as best as you could getting cursed at less then Wade but it irritated you how he hated you when you did nothing primarily to Logan other than have your tomfoolery jokes with Wade.

You really should have noticed the heated gazes, the close proximity and the borderline degrading words, Logan wanted nothing to do with you for a reason. With Wade it was different he was always..touchy always close especially when he was hurt one smaller cut off healing arm waving at Logan and one hand on your waist a bit close to your bottom as you faced him cleaning the blood off his face. If only you looked behind you to see the irritated flustered mess Logan was, truly explains why Wade laughed louder.

You’re a clueless thing indeed, how could you not have noticed Logans brushing up against you as you argue about how onions should be cut “You know what fork hands maybe if you pulled weight around here and cooked your own fucking meals you wouldnt have so much to complain about” the chopping board making loud noises as you slides irritatedly Wade was long gone getting the “Powdered donuts” for Blind Al so he really had no idea what was going down Al decided long before to leave the apartment.

“You have knifes for hands use them” you snarkily said with an eyeroll “You got a fuckin’ smart mouth you better watch it” he growled in your ear still hovering, he snatched the knife out of your hand standing behind you cutting the onions himself “Ya’ see? Maybe if you didnt run your fuckin’ mouth so much you’d learn something” that made your anger flare quickly exhaling through your nose “Maybe if you didnt fuck up what you had, you wouldnt be here and id be asshole babysitting free” the kitchen went silent as the slicing ceased you could hear him breathing lightly behind you. The knife clatted on the cutting board as he leaned down his nose touching your shoulder, his breathing on your lower back “Ya wanna repeat that?” 

You nearly shat yourself as you stuttered out or tried to stutter out an apology, however that was cut short due to Wade coming through the door “MARVEL JESUS IS BACK” you never thought you'd be so happy to hear that name quickly and swiftly moving from Logans trapped arms and running to the door “Heeeey red” you said side smile on your face as you let out a breath you didn't know you were holding “Hi sweet face, where is Whiskey dick” a grunt came from behind you knowing it was logan you paid no mind to him, as Wades eyes widen “Theses my muscle man oh you look angry i think my bone is rising” you rolled your eyes a smirk on your face as you turned to look at logan “M’ not pissed, not in the slightest” he said gruffly a beer in his hands leaning on the doorway his heated gaze on you.

Wade's eyes widened as he raised his non-existent eyebrows “Ohhh what happened while i was gone- clothes are still on” that made you scoff lightly folding your arms as you walked away from the kitchen “Dinners nearly ready” Logan said staring at Wade as you disappeared. Wade smirked walking up to Logan quite closely “So..what happened between you and sweet cheeks” Logan looked at Wade with slight uninterest “She’s got a mouth” “That can be used properly” Wade replied quickly with a smirk “Your disgusting” Logan said pinching his nose “And yet here you are a boner cause of an attitude- you pervert” 

Dinner was as usual loud, friends over as if it was a celebration, Logan in the corner watching keeping a close eye on his self proclaimed daughter a drink in hand as usual, he manspread slightly catching your gaze landing on his lap before away again, his eyes however were already on you, maybe it was the buzz, maybe it was his hormones but you looked..nice..better then nice even. Throughout the night he moved closer to you, from the chair, then next to Laura, then in the end you were in the middle of him and Wade.

Wade's arm around your waist from the moment he closed in, his eyes moving from the cleavage your shirt gave as he talked to you, his eyes taking in you completely licking his lower lip, he noticed Logan moving in and he smirked to himself. “Go get my board game for me sweet cheeks” Wade whispered to you winking to Logan, he gave Wade a blank face before taking a long swig of his drink.

You entered his room, it was cluttered as you huffed looking through his things, tossing things behind you “Where the fu-'' your sentence  was cut short as you were pushed and pinned agaist the bed a heavyweight pushed against your back before a hand came to cover your mouth “Smart mouth..” Logan whispered in your ear you blushed deeply at the bulge pressed against you and the husky voice behind you “M’ gonna need you to listen to me, there's about 6 people in the house..i'm gonna need you to be quiet” you didn't need to be told twice nodding your head slowly.

That was all he needed his hands moving up your pants pulling them down slightly his fingers reading you through your underwear “L-at that, soaked been thinking bout this?” you were pre occupied your face pressed into the sheets whimpers coming from you, that made him chuckle his pants swiftly being pulled down as his tip nudged between your core and your underwear making him sigh deeply before pulling back your slick being pulled with each drag of his hips “This- jus’ gonna have to do for now” he said fucking your thighs, his hand moving to grab your throat to lift your head, the door opened making your eyes widen as you looked back seeing Wade. 

“Fuckin knew it- you guys left me out” he frowned as he started removing his pants quickly “Dumbass- you gave me the hint” Logan groaned into your ear his pace not slowing, his tip brushing your clit perfectly with each drag of his hips, your ass jiggling each time. Wade smirked as he sat in front of you his legs opening “Hi sweet cheeks- im sorry to ask this..given your state but-” he grabbed your hair using your open mouth as a fleshlight as he sighed in content “Yeah..thats better” Wade was bigger then any male you sucked off and it didnt help thst Logan wasnt letting up, you quickly found a rhythm from sucking Wade using your hand to stroke what couldnt fit sucking his tip harshly making his eyes roll back “F-fuck yea- like a lolipop sweet face” his head thrown back as he softly rocked his hips in your mouth, Logan hand reaching up to grab his balls “There you go smart mouth, make the idiot cum” he said whispering in your ear speeding up his precum coating your cunt. Your eyes rolling back as you tried your best to deep throat Wade while stroking his cock “Ohh-Ohhh yea im about to paint the entire room white like marble-” Wades eyes squeezed shut as he held your head down moving it once, twice, three times before blowing his load down your throat and falling back his chest heaving as you swallowed it all licking his tip clean. 

Behind you, you heard a snicker as your face was pushed down into the pillow and a dick was inserted into you Logans pace started off uncaring as he used you as if you were a doll slamming you up and down as his hand rapidly rubbed at your bud “Yea- I don't see you talking now do I?” he chuckled at your muffled moans crudely his chest making contact with your back as he groaned “Fuck..cmon cum doll, cum for your asshole” he whispered in your ear making your mouth fall open as you screamed in the pillow your vision going white as you painted his cock white, triggering his own orgasm as he stuffed you full thrusting a few more times before pulling out pulling your underwear up making sure it all stayed in. Wade’s eyes crinkled into a smile seeing your fucked out face “We gotta get up doll- they gonna start speculating” however you could barely hear let along talk so you nodded dumbly 

That made them chuckle lightly as they stood up Logan stuffing his cock into his pants as Wade put back on his pants “Guess we tell them she fell asleep?” Wade asked “I don’t give a shit” Logan said walking out with a smirk leaving you in your slutted out state 

“Good night sweet cheeks” 

Still feral thanks for cumming.

[amarynthian-chronicles]

Do you remember the stars?

Sebastian Solace x Reader

"You have been making questionable choices regarding your inventory lately. What is this nonsense? It only takes up precious space."

Sebastian had stolen the little bundle of photographs from your person, visibly upset with your unforgivable crime of permitting yourself the mistake of carrying such sentimental things.

You pouted at him.

"Practical value is not the only thing that matters to me, Seb. Give those back."

"These are a distraction that will get you killed. I am not allowing this. You will focus on your missions and the preservation of your life. I do not want to find your corpse for the umpteenth time because of this tomfoolery."

"Somebody is very worried about me, I see. Have I found a home in your heart, Seb? Or did I create a new heart in the place of the old one that had disappeared ages ago?"

"Such an abysmal tragedy that you cannot conjure a new brain for yourself, while you are at it, my beloved light."

You giggled, amused with his silly insults.

He didn't stop you when you approached him, gently caressing along his tail, admiring his scales. You felt him shudder under your touch, your tenderness. He would never admit how sensitive his tail was, despite you proving it time and time again with your caresses and kisses.

"Will you return my photographs?"

"No."

You slowly climbed into his lap, squeezing his sides, reaching for one of his hands, kissing it once, twice, an infinite amount of kisses.

"Pretty please?"

"Never."

You leaned your head onto his chest, waiting to hear the cadence of his heart, knowing well that it was only beating for you.

"Silly man. I would love to have a photograph of you, though."

"You know how I feel about flashing lights, dollface. No cameras near me."

You tried to sneakily take the photographs away, but he held them out of reach.

"Naughty, naughty. Do not play tricks with me. It may cost you dearly."

"You are impossible. Let's make a deal. We look at them together, I explain the meaning of each of them, and if you deem it fit, you will return them to me. If not, I will not ask for them again."

He pondered your offer for a few minutes, before grinning.

"Add a little kiss to seal the deal and we have an arrangement."

You made a sweet little moan as his lips claimed yours, savouring you, worshipping you. His sharp teeth grazed the tender flesh, tempted to draw blood, but he commanded his instincts to remain under control. He did not wish to lose himself. Not yet.

You had to gather your thoughts, submerged in the ocean of his desire. He was a dangerous being, and his love was a force to be reckoned with. Never forget that.

Clearing your throat, you began with your little presentation, showing him each photograph and what it represented from your former life. Your favourite town squares, flowers in bloom, silly pictures of kittens playing with toys, wondrous landscapes, beautiful and little things that made life worth living.

Sebastian observed you with a dull sorrow nesting in his chest. Such a darling you were, speaking of earthly things with a joy unlike no other. Your inner light had to be otherwordly, Fae magic, sorcery. It had the power to dissipate darkness and despair as if it were a mere nothing. A force of Life melting the clutches of Death.

A part of him feared that your faerie self would one day never return, leaving him in the shadows, rotting for all eternity. He deserved nothing less, he was well aware.

He felt you poke him several times, bringing him back from his dark thoughts.

"Seb! Hello? Look at this one. Dusk, the early appearance of the magnificent moon and the royal court of stars. Do you see how beautifully the light reflects off the clouds?"

Sebastian narrowed his glowing blue eyes at the small picture, admiring it from both a technical and aesthetic angle. Impressive night vision features of the camera that had taken such a picture. Marvellous angle.

It had been an eternity since he had enjoyed the scent of night air and the beauty of the stars. Constellations twinkling in the midnight sky. A promise of freedom.

They say that stars could fall and grant wishes. Were you his fallen star? His true fate?

You whispered gently, cupping his cheeks:

"Do you remember the stars, Sebastian? I promise you, we will see them once more. Together."

[loulooser]

[lady-ace]

The Justice League's social media

The justice league decides to make social media, specifically for the league itself.

They all agree to share that someone would manage it, since everyone at once would be way too chaotic.

Billy, sensing a way to do some tomfoolery agrees to be the social media manager, along with Freddy and Mary.

Cue Gen Z humour. (And of course, actual important stuff. What? Don't look at them, they know how to balance funny and serious.)

They all like to post some random silly things, like that time they caught GA asleep and decided to draw another moustache for him, but they also post notices like "Villain caught in [ ] city!" (Mostly Mary does that, but sometimes, the others do too.)

Batman: “Marvel? Marvel, could you explain something to me?”

Cap: “Oh, sure! What is it?”

Batman, showing a image of an actual post of the Justice League twitter account: “What is this?”

Cap, who just knows this was freddy's doing: “Uhhhhhh...”

(The post in question)

[billymarvel]

[riddle-on-the-milk-carton]

My ideal x men film adaptation would be kinda low budget and campy looking, I want as many practical effects as possible, there’s a running gag where Wolverine keeps sleeping with people left and right and his clothes always rip sexily, there’s so much gay shit because come on y’all it’s x men, morph looks a wet little snail the way god intended, we get origin episodes focusing on all the individual characters, Charles and Erik never kiss or have sex but what they have so much homoerotic tension it can rival Hannigram

I think what I don’t like about newer avengers films too is that they lack heart and they contain to much action and bland, marketing friendly quips that the characters are flanderized and watered down so hard they make hospital apple juice taste like cheap beer

I’d want to do the opposite of that where we’ll get a cop-out in the first episode, where it’s set up like a regular marvel spin off but then someone drops and f-bomb and gets into a petty argument over who is sleeping with who and it quickly devolves into bickering and tomfoolery, I don’t want it to be edgy or AT ALL like the boys, like the swearing isn’t constant nor is the sexual jokes or violence (that’s what dp is for)

But it is a little more out of pocket and a lot more character focused and campy, I think it should be one with humor and lighter slower moments so you take your guard down while just watching their weird little found family bond

but then serious moments will hit like a character reliving their past or fear of who they are, or the “should mutants REALLY have rights thing” and like i want to go further into things like systematic oppresion and the whole “mutant as an allegory for being queer”

because being in the queer community in my experience at least is a lot like that, it’s full of drama and silly parts, but it’s also scary,

and I’d want some parts goin more into that a a lot deeper than just the regular “magneto was right/wrong” or “mutant —— becomes a villain bc they were oppressed for thei mutant abilities” I’d wanna go into those too just not have them be the main focus

I don’t want Deadpool to take up a lot of space in it but I think he’s be there for gags and background shenanigans, and then he could be a deaux ex machina at some point just standing on a roof handing them something they need before jumping off a 20 foot ledge, he’s always doing weird shit off in the background

[xxplastic-cubexx]

Long live the king!

You just make Charles and Erik so delicious in different ways~ (Marvel should hire you imo)

thank you so much my friend !!! tho the day marvel hires me is the day we get a 10 volume series of cherik tomfoolery lol ......

[darl-ingfics]

Christmas Chaos

Fandom: SHINee (+ SM family)

Sickie/Whumpee: Kibum (general illness)

Caregiver(s): SHINee

Word Count: 1,661

Notes: Early in my Kpop fan days, I fell in love with the concept of all the SM artists being like a family. A lot of those ideas are carrying over into these stories. It's likely I will eventually write the 'well one of us is simply going to have to change' story someday. For now, enjoy this little holiday themed shenanigan; it's more 'hey look, they're friends' than sickfic, but it is what it is.

The holiday concert was, without a doubt, the most unhinged thing SM ever allowed their artists to do. No matter how hard the managers tried to keep their groups in line, no matter how seamless and bulletproof the show order seemed, the artists always, ALWAYS found a way to cause chaos. It was often their last engagement of the year, and it was on their home turf. No competition, no live broadcasts. Just performing for their fans on stage with their label mates. 

Which, as many an SM manager had had to learn the hard way over the years, was just a fancy way to spell ‘tomfoolery.’

While it was standard at every holiday concert for each group to perform a few songs (usually the year’s biggest hits and one or two holiday tunes), the novelty of the program was the artists’ ability to perform with others outside of their group. The opportunities were endless. Performance pitches were due a month and a half before the show, and the chosen numbers were then created and rehearsed entirely by the idols themselves. It was the perfect way to end the year.

And this year was certainly no exception; the performance proposals had been particularly intriguing, and the concert’s length had been extended by ten minutes to accommodated a few additional acts (most groups had also agreed to shorten their sets to allow for more creativity). 

SHINee, specifically, was very busy during this show, something Jinki, as the leader, had had memorized since the setlist dropped last month. All five members were in the opening number; then, their group performance was fourth after Super Junior and Red Velvet; next, Minho was doing a rap battle with Yunho and Amber; then, Kibum and Jinki were in a partner number with Seohyun and Tiffany; then Taemin was dancing with Kai; then Jonghyun was in the quarter with Taeyeon, Luna, and Baekhyun; and finally, all five were in the finale. 

They would be busy practically the whole time. Or, at least they’d be busy as a group at the start, and would then take turns running around after that. 

Which gave them very few chances to fully relax, but they caught a moment together after Taemin’s duet when there were still two full group performances before Jonghyun’s quartet. Their dressing room was uncharacteristically quiet, and Jinki wasn’t sure what to thank for that, but had narrowed it down to two potential causes: 1. post-performance burnout, or 2. a sick Key. While he’d tried very, very hard to hide it, it was incredibly obvious to his members that Kibum was not feeling well. He was unsteady on his feet, sweating more than usual, swallowing funny, wincing at loud noises and bright lights and every funny swallow. Most significantly, he relied on the backtrack more than singing live, something he rarely did. All in all, Kibum faked healthy marvelously; no one outside of their group had likely picked up on it at all.

But this was his group.

So when Kibum had changed out of his partner number outfit into his finale clothes and had slumped on the couch next to Jinki, resting his head on the leader’s shoulder, they all knew he was barely keeping it together. There was little Kibum hated more than physical contact mid-concert; his adrenaline was usually too high to even consider getting that close to another person. And that silent demand for affection was enough to warrant him some peace and quiet. 

It was comfortable silence, a space for all of them to breathe and enjoy each other’s presence without the need to entertain. It was nice. 

The first real sound any of them made was Jonghyun looked at his phone and announcing quietly, as if to himself, that he had to change for his next number. He got up and moved to his pile of clothes, riffling around a bit before selecting a pile and ducking into the bathroom. Just as the door clicked behind him, there was a knock on the door to the dressing room. 

“Everybody decent?” Amber. 

“Physically or morally?” Minho called back. Taemin snorted, saving his game on his DS for later, anticipating shenanigans as soon as that door opened. 

Sure enough, said door swung open a moment later, Amber waltzing in, already dressed for the finale. “I would never question your character, sir,” she said in answer to Minho’s question. “I already know you were never morally decent.”

Minho chuckled as Luna and Sulli followed Amber into the room. Sulli was in her finale t-shirt like Amber, but Luna was prepped for the quartet in a cute red Santa dress and thigh high black boots. It took the girls no time at all to spread out around the room, easing right into the same comfortable energy as before. “Where’s your mom?”

“Vic’s helping Krystal change out of her last costume, the one with all the buttons and stuff?” Sulli replied, pulling a face at just the thought of such a costume. “But then they’ll be on their way.”

“Where’s Jonghyun?” Luna asked, looking around a bit skeptically. “We have to go backstage in like… ten minutes.”

“He’s changing now.” Jinki pointed towards the closed bathroom door. The motion seemed to draw attention to the duo on the couch. 

“Hyung, are you good?” Sulli asked Kibum, voice soft as she shifted to sit on the arm of the couch next to him. Her fingers gently stroked against his shoulder. 

Kibum shrugged once, melting at her touch. “No, I feel like shit.” 

Amber wrinkled her nose, her usual sarcasm winning out over concern. “Ew, what’s wrong with you?” 

“Probably you being so close to me.” Key stuck his tongue out at her. Amber stuck hers out right back, silently celebrating that sign of life from him. “But really, I think I’m coming down with a virus or something. Just that lovely year end hitting like a fucking train bullshit.”

“Well I see that your language surely hadn’t been infected…” Minho chastised jokingly. 

Kibum pointed a warning finger at him. “I know where you sleep.”

Minho scoffed. “Right back at ya, buddy.”

“I don’t think that threat works for you in this scenario, hyung,” Taemin pointed out, earning laughs from everyone not named Minho. 

“Seriously, though, can we help at all?” Sulli asked, turning her attention back to Kibum. 

Kibum shook his head as Taemin answer, “Nah, we’ve offered him everything possible and he only accepted the painkillers and Jinki cuddles.”

“I have been told they have healing properties,” Jinki supplied helpfully. 

“I believe it,” Amber added. 

“Okay, not to completely change the subject,” Luna said, worrying at her lip as she stared at her phone, “but where is Jonghyun..?!” 

Luna was cut off by the bathroom door swinging open and Jonghyun posing in the doorframe, adorned in the exact same Santa dress and thigh high boots as she was. The room fell into immediate chaos. Minho cackled, falling to the floor in hysterics while Amber wolf whistled. Taemin was laughing so hard he fell off of his chair, nearly pulling Sulli down with him as she was bent over, laughing so hard she was in tears. Both of them laughed even harder at themselves. 

Even Kibum chuckled, his chest vibrating against Jinki’s arm. 

“Well, one of us simply has to change,” Jonghyun said, mimicking the tone Luna had used three months ago when she’d pulled the same trick on him. 

Luna’s eyes rolled skyward. “You’re not funny.”

“You’re right. I’m hilarious.” 

At that moment, Taeyeon’s head peeked around the still open door. “Oh, Luna, we were looking for you too! Is Jonghyun…?” She froze mid-sentence, catching sight of said vocalist still posed in the bathroom doorway. “Oh!”

Baekyun’s head appeared at that moment, and his jaw immediately dropped. “Wait! I thought we decided against that bit!” he exclaimed. 

Jonghyun shrugged. “We did, but I still had it packed in my bag and thought it was worth the joke. Clearly, it was.” He gestured around the room to the shocked faces and hysterical tears. “Besides, it’s not everyday I get to grace you all with the gift of my gorgeous legs.”

“Go change you goof, we got five minutes!” Luna exclaimed, pushing him softly on the arm, much to Jonghyung’s delight. As the door closed behind him, she rolled her eyes again. “Men.”

Baekhyung shrugged. “I’ll say it: his legs do look good in the boots.”

“THANK YOU!” Jonghyun’s voice carried through the door. 

Once Jonghyun was changed into his actual stage outfit, the quartet left, Amber and Sulli close behind them. Minho followed them out, wound up enough to sow chaos elsewhere, and Taemin left in search of something (he hadn’t been entirely clear on that point). But they were all dressed and ready for their final number, so Jinki wasn’t too worried letting them go. They’d survived the concert up until that point; he figured it was an okay time to let his leader persona rest. 

After a few moments of silence, Kibum asked, “Did he do that for me?” Kibum asked.

Jinki’s brow furrowed. “Did who do what?”

Kibum peeked up at him suspiciously. “Jonghyun. I was part of him and Baekyun scheming to throw the girls off, but also thought they’d dropped it. Did he do that for me?” 

Jinki shrugged the shoulder his dongsaeng wasn’t leaning on. “I don’t know. It’s not like he came to me last night with that exact outfit and asked if he should bring it or not.”

A small smile tugged at Kibum’s lips. “So it was to make me laugh?”

“It’s possible it was to make everyone’s day a little brighter. But he may or may not have done it specifically for you.” Kibum’s smile widened, but he only gave Jinki half a second to see it before burying his face into the leader’s shoulder. Jinki smiled, satisfied. “Merry Christmas, Kibum.”

“Merry Christmas, hyung.