#also thinking about reforming next to her and shes sitting up cradling a cup of tea in her hands. and she looks like shes a little better

[craveablenomster]

Thinking about sick preds. Thinking about a beautiful tall woman who's just a sniffly, shivering, feverish wreck, shes still in her pajamas from the night before even though its well into the evening, and she's sitting in bed and I bring her some water, and she's like "oh... you know I also feel kinda hungry right now" which is good because her appetite has been bad all day. Of course I ask her if theres anything in particular she wants despite both of us already knowing where this is going, and she plays all coy like "Oh I don't know... I wouldn't want to get you sick too" even though reformation is Straight Up Magic and heals pretty much anything. But I play along and I tell her that I already feel like I'm coming down with something, and really I'd do anything to help her feel better. Thats really all it takes to get her to swallow me down.

Her stomach is obviously warmer than usual, just by a couple degrees but noticable to me. It's working slower than usual as well, the usual excited burbles and rush of acid and enzymes replaced by languishing groans and a steady drip. Still, her body slowly works it magic, melting me down into a nutritious mush. It feels amazing, both the physical sensation of feeling tension I didn't even know I had becoming undone as my body becomes softer and less defined, but also knowing she'll be using what was once my body to help fuel the fight against the infection and to add just a few more inches to her waistline for good measure makes me feel a sense of pride. In the morning (or afternoon or whenever I end up coming back, it's not like I have anywhere I need to be tomorrow) I'll see if theres anything else I can do to help her feel better, but for now I'm simply letting her body take its time with me, knowing that in a good handful of hours I'll simply be soupy chyme pumping through her intestines.

[overdorks-blog]

(Blind date anon!) i was thinking probably more focused on Genji and dva!

Oh! I got it now. Thanks! 

Request: Mchanzo blind date where Genji set things up on mccree’s side and dva set up on hanzo’s (but of course they stalk the date and sit in disguise a few tables away to make sure it goes well)?

this was so great to write, except the dialouge. It’s so irritating because the shimadas dont,,, use,,, contractions when they speak. I also edited it a little because I thought it would be more fun this way :3

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-1:23 A.M, Watchpoint: Gibraltar-

ginseng: you up?diva: duhdiva: what would make you think I wasn’t? ginseng: your stream activity indicator was offlinediva: so?diva: you and i both know that means literally nothingginseng: yeah i guess thats trueginseng: anywayginseng: i was talking to mr. grumpy hakmadiva: oh boydiva: …diva: waitdiva: you did NOT tell him about my collenction of unflattering candids of himdiva: did you?ginseng: what? ginseng: no shut updiva: …ginseng: thanksginseng: as i was sayingginseng: apparently Hanzo hasn’t been on a date since his last omaiai diva: youre serious?ginseng: dead.diva: wowdiva: no wonder he’s wound so tightginseng: I knowginseng: it’s ridiculousginseng: we need to do something about itdiva: uh, Yeah!ginseng: I think i have an idea. diva: ?ginseng: shooting range tomorrow, ten sharpginseng: and get some sleepginseng: we cant do this if youre tireddiva: ewdiva: okay diva: goodnightginseng: goodnight hana

-10:09 AM, Watchpoint: Gibraltar (Training grounds)-

“Are you kidding me? This is your big plan?” Hana demands, crossing her arms. A stray bot whirrs by, and a shiruken buries itself into the back of it’s head. She scowls at it, turning slightly from the bot to look at Genji. 

“Why not?” He shrugs, twirling one of the sharp blades between his fingers with a practiced ease, looking over the balcony of the training area to the man in front of the practice targets. The cowboy hat made his silhouette unmistakable. “Why not!?” Hana seems incredulous.  “Okay, there are plenty of reasons why not. We can start with the fat that this is Jesse. He knows better than anyone else what you went through! He was the closest thing you had to a best friend at the hardest point in your life that was caused by your brother! If you really think Jesse hasn’t taken that into consideration when Hanzo came here, then…well. I don’t know. But I know how much Jesse cares, and I don’t think-”

Genji raises a hand, and Hana falls quiet. “I have made my peace with my past, and McCree knows this well. The anger he may have felt in his heart for my brother spawned from my own. As mine has passed, so has his. Jesse is much more of a forgiving person than you mat realize.” Genji smiles behind his visor, standing straight from where he had been leaning against the railing. “I know my best friend, and my brother. I believe that this will work.” 

 The pilot doesn’t seem convinced, but she nods anyway, rolling up the sleeves of her jacket and retrieving her blaster from the pocket of her hoodie. “If you say so,” shaking her head, she pills her blaster out of her pocket and points at him in a playful accusation. “I’m trusting you.” 

Before she can blink, she’s lifted off the ground by strong arms, and she squirms, laughing and pushing at him. “I have had your back more than you realize, Hana!” Genji teases, and she really can’t do anything but giggle as he swings her in a circle, setting her down gently after. She grins, arms tightly around his shoulders. “-And I’ll have it here too. This will work, I promise.” 

She can only hope he’s right. Infighing, in a place like the newly reformed and still unstable Overwatch…could be disastrous. “Okay. I trust you.” She nods, pulling out of the hug. she gives him a little wave as she heads for the stairs and down into the range. After all, where better to talk to Jesse than over some target practice?

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This was such a bad idea. Why did Hana even agree to this? In fact, the idea is so bad, that Hana briefly wonders if there might be a consequence for misuse of comms devices. 

Since Genji isn’t exactly covert, or easy to disguise, it’s left to Hana to secretly chaperone the date. “This is absolutely and entirely rediculous.” sne mutters into her cup, the mic in the charm of her bracelet catching her quiet words. She has headphones in, plugged into a laptop that’s open to some random fashion blog. 

‘But it’s working.’ comes her answer, into her headphones, and she rolls her eyes. ‘If nobody has recognized you as D.Va in two hours, then there is no way they will notice you, either.’

She sighs in defeat. What he says is true enough. She looks nothing like her usual self, even in her time off. Her hair is tucked up into a mildly toned beanie, and she’s wearing plastic glasses and a flannel that’s just a bit too big for her. she looks like an entirely different person.

 ‘Here they come. You are doing great, Hana.’

Damn right she is. It took her talking to McCree for multiple hours on multiple days to coordinate this. Not that she dislikes the cowboy, but there’s only so much Clint Eastwood quotes she can take in such an expanse of time. Sighing, she sits back and sips from her drink again, cradling the warm cup in her hands like she’s cold. “Party in sight.” she murmurs softly.

‘…You know you do not have to use foraml code, right? it is not like this is an actual mission.’

“Well, next time you can be the sit-in, then.” She hisses, and sets her cup down, hunching over her laptop a little bit to play her part. She messes around, typing some nonsense into a text box, and clicking into Yuna’s stream to drop a good-natured challenge and watch her chat go wild. She smiles a little, but her amusement is short lived. 

‘Hana!’ She blinks, instinctively looking up. ‘pay attention!’ Genji chides, and she make a face, clicking open their private chat and tapping out a message.

diva: i cant like, stare at them!diva: theyll know! 

There’s a groan through the earpiece, and she looks over to where Jesse and Hanzo are sitting. Jesse says something, and Hanzo’s eyes go wide, and then narrow, and he looks away, face dusted pink. she snorts and shakes her head a little. 

diva: i think we have this in the bagginseng: are you sure?diva: if them flirting like schoolkids is ant indicationdiva: yesginseng: finally!

[the-stories-in-my-head-95]

Hey, I’ve Got You- Chapter Four

Tony Stark x enhanced! Reader

Summary -The reader was captured and experimented on and given the healing factor and she has claws that extend out from the bed of their nails. The people who are experiment on her cover her skeleton in vibranium. So the reader now has metal claws. They keep her locked away for a very long time. They rarely feed her or let her out because there is such a high chance of her escape now. Somehow the UN panel that is in charge of the accords finds out about the illegal experiments and send Iron Man in to shut down the operation. The reader is the only one there because the scientists had gotten word that they had been discovered. Tony finds the reader and takes her back to the compound.

Message- Lots of time jumps! Sorry if it sucks!!

Warning- Reader is held captive and experimented on. Mentions of torture. Self-injurious behavior.

Background  Chapter One  Chapter Two  Chapter Three

Word Count- 1700

After you and Tony kissed the two of you had become-according to Rhodey- disgustingly adorable. If the two of you were in the same room, you were holding hands or cuddling. You therapist thinks it’s because the two of you have been touch starved for so long. You still do things with everyone else, you still go shopping with Helen and Pepper on Saturdays and you still train with Peter. Friday does become date night though and when Tony learned that you had never really traveled outside of the country he starts taking you on weekend trips to foreign countries once a month. This has been going on for about a year, you and Tony had moved in together about 5 months ago and it was incredible. You both still had nightmares but when you woke up you had someone you loved lying next to you. The two of you often drew comfort from the other during the night and sometimes comfort led to other uh, pleasurable things.

“Hey, babe, you all packed and ready to go?” Tony asks walking into the bedroom, he walked over to you and kissed your cheek.

“You need to tell me what climate to pack for, my love.” You sigh.

“That will ruin the surprise! Pack for every climate. We’re taking a helicopter. It’s not like there’s a bag limit.”

“Or, you can pack for me, while I go talk to Pep and Helen.” You say kissing him on the cheek.

“Ugh, Fine! But only because I love you so damn much.” Tony yells as you run out of the room. You run to the lab and you find Helen talking to Pepper.

“Hey, Pep. Hey, Helen.”

“So, where are you and Tony going this weekend?” Helen asks

“I don’t know, he won’t tell me. He’s packing my clothes right now.”

“Why is he packing for you?” Helen asks with a grin.

“Apparently, me even knowing the climate of our vacation spot will spoil the entire surprise.”  You say with an eye roll.

“Come on Y/N! I finished packing your bag! Let’s get a move on!” Tony calls from outside the lab.

“Well someone is a bit excited for this trip.” Pepper says as you wave good bye to the two of them. You follow Tony to the garage.

“I thought we were taking the helicopter.” You say as you get into the car.

“I lied. I wanted to keep this trip as mysterious as possible. That’s okay right? I can tell you if you really want to know where we are going.” Tony says as he hops into the driver’s seat.

“Just don’t make a habit of lying to me.” You say while smirking.

“This is the first and last time. I promise.” Tony murmurs as he kisses your hand.

******

It took the two of you about a half hour to reach your destination. It’s a bed and breakfast…you think. It looks empty. It’s a big white farm house, with a couple apple trees on the side of the house. You hear Tony shift next to you.

“Wha-“you stop yourself as you look to Tony. He’s on his knee and he has a ring box in his hand.

“Y/N, Will you marry me?”

“Yes, of course!!” you shout. Tony smiles as he slips the ring onto your finger. “It looks like an arc reactor.” You say while grinning up at him.

“That way you’ll always know you have my heart.” Tony murmurs before kissing you.

“So why the bed and breakfast?” you ask after you break the kiss.

“It’s not a bed and breakfast, it’s our future home. If you like it, we could always find something else. I figured the compound wasn’t a place to raise kids and this place is close enough that the commute will be a breeze.” Tony said starting to panic a bit.

“I love it.” You whisper as you lean in to kiss him again. “How many kids do you want?” you ask against his lips.

“As many as you’ll give me.” Tony whispers back.

“Good answer, do you want to start trying now, or should we wait until after the wedding?” you ask laughing a bit.

“I like the sound of trying now, but if you want to wait, we could always practice.” Tony responds with his signature play boy grin.

*****

You were standing in front of a mirror admiring your hair and makeup. It had been 4 months since Tony proposed and the two of you wanted to get married as quickly as possible. The holdup had been your dress. It was a custom job and those aren’t quick. But it was worth the wait, the dress hugged your body perfectly and had an amazing plunging neckline.

“Okay, it’s time to put on the dress!” Pepper says as she carries the dress over to you. You step into in and then Pepper starts to zip it and then she stops and tugs a little harder. “It won’t zip.”

“What do you mean it won’t zip!” you shout.

“Here, let me try.” Helen whispers. She moves next to Pepper and takes the zipper and pulls up, but the zipper doesn’t move. “The dress doesn’t fit.”

“I tried it on 2 weeks ago! How is that even possible?” You yell.

“Well, and I mean this in the kindest way possible, you’re looking a bit bloated. Maybe it’s that time of the month?” Pepper stammered. You started to think about when your last cycle was and that’s when it hits you.

“I think I know what this is. Helen, is the cradle safe to use on pregnant women?” you whisper.

“Yes, let’s go we don’t have that much time until the wedding starts and we still need to find a way to get that zipper up!” The three of you go down to the lab and you jump into the cradle. After about a minute Helen opens it up and tells you that you’re 4 months pregnant. The three of you are smiling like idiots and that when you remember the dress.

“Pepper go get Peter. I think he can get the zipper up.” You say as the three of you make your way back to the room you were using to get ready. Pepper nods and breaks away to go steal Peter from the groom’s room. In the end it takes all three of them to finally get the zipper up. Peter leaves to go back to Tony and Rhodey and you start on your final preparations. Finally you’re all done getting ready and the three of you start to make your way outside to where the wedding was. After Helen and Pepper walk down the aisle, it’s your turn. You take a deep breath and you step outside.

The two of you had decided on a small, private affair. The only people that had been invited were those in the wedding party-Helen, Pepper, Rhodey and Peter. Also there was an officiant, a wedding photographer, a chef and a band- all of whom had signed nondisclosure agreements. The wedding is quick and simple and the reception was a blur. You and Tony had been slow dancing when you decided to tell him.

“I have something to tell you and it’s going to make today even better.” You whisper in his ear.

“There’s no way you could make today any better, I got to marry the love of my life.” Tony says as he leans down to kiss you.

“I’m pregnant.” You say against his lips. He jerks his head back and he looks at your face to make sure you’re not joking. When he realizes you’re telling the truth he starts to smile.

“I’m gonna be a Daddy?” you nod. “Guys, I’m going to be a dad!” Tony shouts looking over to where everyone is sitting. Everyone starts to celebrate and that’s when you see a man walking over to where you guys are celebrating.

“Tony, who’s that?” you whisper.

“That’s a member of the committee that oversees the Accords. I’m going to see what’s up.” Tony goes to move away from you, but you grab his arm. “Let him tell us all, whatever it is effects everyone here.” At that Tony just nods.

Turns out the man came with “good news” they were pardoning everyone on Caps team as long as they signed the new, reformed accords and in 6 months’ time the team would be whole again. After giving the man a slice of cake and making him promise not to tell anyone about the wedding, you sent him on his way. You could feel that the party was over so you said goodnight to everyone and you dragged Tony into the compound and up to your room. The two of you were sitting on the bed, still dressed in your wedding clothes.

“You can say no to this, Tony. If you don’t want them back, you don’t have to let them live here. This is still Stark Enterprises property.” You murmur as you cuddle closer to him.

“No, they need to be here. It’s better for everyone if there here. I just don’t know how I’ll deal with it. I-“  his voice cracks and he starts to cry.

“Hey, I’ve got you, Tony. You’re not alone in this, you have me and the rest of the gang. We all have your back. You won’t be facing your demons alone.” You whisper as you rub his back.

“The baby will be a month old, when they get here.” Tony whispers. Then he looks up at you and smiles. “We’re going to have a baby.” You smile at him and cup his cheek with your hand, he leans in and starts to kiss you. Then you feel his hands searching for the zipper of your dress.

“Just rip the damn thing!” you ordered and you saw Tony’s eyes darken with lust. The two of you spend the rest of the night enjoying each other’s company and before you fall asleep you realize that you and your gang have a lot of prepping to do in these next 6 months, for the baby and for team Cap.

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