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[vbecker10]

The Brother Tax

Pairing: Loki x female reader (Y/N)

Summary: You find out Loki has an interesting way of getting cash.

A/N: I've had this idea in my head for a little while and one of my friends from work finally convinced me to write it. (Love you!) This is silly and I know the first bit doesn't have Loki but just wait for it. I hope you all enjoy it! 💚

Bucky opens the door to the bank and holds it open for Steve and Thor. "Just admit you lost the money," Bucky rolls his eyes.

"I didn't lose it," Thor says defensively. "I swear I had a hundred dollars this morning." He walks over to the ATM and opens his empty wallet.

"Sure," Steve laughs as he stands next to Bucky across from the ATM. "It just vanished into thin air."

Thor sighs and puts his card in the machine, "I don't know where it went but I didn't lose it. Why would I lie about that?"

"So you don't have to pay me for losing the bet," Steve suggests.

Thor shakes his head as five crisp 20 dollar bills pop out of the ATM. He reaches for them but the second his fingers touch the bills, they vanish instantly. "What the-?" he asks, furrowing his brow in confusion.

"What?" Bucky stands up straight from the wall he was leaning on.

"It's gone," Thor looks over at his friends. "The money just... disappeared."

"Seriously?" Steve folds his arms across his chest in disbelief. "Look, if you don't have the money, it's fine. We'll find a different way for you to work off the bet."

"I have money," Thor says, his annoyance growing. "This is ridiculous," Thor mumbles as he shakes his head, turning back to the ATM. The God of Thunder presses a few more buttons slowly and another stack of 20 dollar bills comes out. With a deep breath, he touches the money lightly but again the cash vanishes instantly as Steve and Bucky lean closer to watch. Thor swears loudly in Asgardian, causing the two super soldiers to take a step back in surprise.

Bucky laughs, "Well that's a problem."

Thor angrily presses the buttons on the ATM again and takes a step away when the money comes out. "Steve can you...?" he asks, trying to contain his frustration.

"Yeah, I've got it," Steve steps up to the machine and easily takes the bills. Counting out the sixty Thor owes him, he hands the reaming money over.

Thor holds out his hand and as soon as the bills are placed in his palm, they vanish.

"Loki!" he yells as he slams the door to the bank opens and storms out followed closely by Bucky who can barely contain his laughter and Steve as he puts his winnings into his wallet.

As you lay on the couch with your head on Loki's lap a small green glow catches your attention. You look away from the TV, your focus moving towards the end table where Loki keeps his wallet and keys. A few moments later you see the green glow again and sit up, staring at his wallet curiously.

"What's wrong darling?" he asks.

"Your wallet is... glowing," you tell him.

He chuckles as it glows a third time. "Oh, that's the brother tax," he says with a smile that you know means trouble.

"The what?" you raise an eyebrow.

"Thor was being rather annoying yesterday so I decided to try out a new spell," he explains. "Any time he comes in contact with cash, it will appear in my wallet."

You giggle, "Loki, that's mean!"

He smirks, "You didn't seem to mind when I bought you those flowers and that little green bear."

"You bought those with Thor's money?" you look over at the cute, stuffed bear sitting on the armchair in the corner then back up at Loki.

"It's my money now," he corrects you gently.

"Mmhmm," you hum in response. "You tell Thor that when he figures out what's happening."

"It'll take that oaf a week to figure it out," Loki insists.

You lay back down on his lap and Loki leans down to kiss your lips lightly. He sits back again and runs his fingers through your hair as you both continue to watch the movie.

(Twenty minutes later)

"Loki!" Thor shouts from the hallway as he knocks heavily on the door.

"A week huh?" you ask, sitting up.

"It seems I might have underestimated him a little bit," Loki admits with a shrug.

"So... what's the plan now?" you wonder as Thor knocks again.

Loki chuckles, "I honestly hadn't thought this far ahead but I suggest we don't open the door for the time being."

You laugh and turn the TV up a bit louder as you lay back down. "What am I going to do with you, Mischief?"

He kisses your forehead, "Love me?"

"I guess I can do that," you smile up at him then focus on the movie once again as Thor's knocks become fainter.

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[theangelofangst]

My favorite scenes from the Mario Movie.

Them, just them I love them and their relationship how much they love each other. 🥺😭🥹

[hyperfixationtheartform]

I will forever think that if Dogma and Fives spent more time together they’d have the funniest most entertaining dynamic. Rule abiding younger brothers vs chaos incarnate older brother, the stories practically write themselves

edit 05/06/24: I DIDNT FORGET TO ADD FIVES BEARD AND ONLY JUST REALISE, YOU HAVE NO PROOF

[fluffywing-e-tarot]

Garp and his three Godly Grandsons

It had been months since Kolby and Helmepo became his students. They both were exceptional. Koby was ignorant of that mark of Tsuisu left on him.

"Koby, do you know of the ancient gods of the world?" Garp questioned across the Wei Chi boared

"Not all of them, sir." Koby siad "I know there are multiple. But the one I'm fermilar with is Nika."

It was understandable. The kid was trapped for 2 years on a pirateship. Nika was an obvious choice for a situation like his.

Garp thought of his own mark that all three of the little rascals admitted to doing, but some instinct said there could only be one. His bet was that Astrus did it.

"Well, they are more than Myth Koby." Garp fished in his drawer for the gift Sabo left in his quarters. Without saying hello again.

"This is a collection of their mythos it helps to be at least familiar of their stories."

"Thank you, Sir." Acepted the book.

"Don't let anyone else read it." Garp warned

When he finally encountered the runaway Luffy, he saw the moment Koby entered Luffy's sight.

Luffy shouted in the ancient tongue. Garp wouldn't be surprised if it translated to (Tsuitsu you theif )or (bastard ). Luffy wrapped his stretchy limbs around Koby wailing.

Garp sighed. " Luffy yes I know your brother marked him. Now will you just let go." He grabbed Luffy by the scruff.

"But Koby was going to be Mine" Luffy wailed.

"Not another god scuffle," Garp groaned " don't attack your brother for this Luffy. we can't have another Storm like the one you and that other kid had over Shanks."

"Koby!"

Fist of Love!

Luffy stopped crying. Clutching his head but had released his student.

"Old Man what was that for?" Luffy accused.

"Scram before I have to arrest you Brat!"

.~°~.

It was close to a month latter when Astrus appeared on his ship. Feet kicked up on his table. Shackled.

"what's this I hear about Sabo swippeing a mark from Luffy?" Ace said. Unbothered by the chains around him.

"Ace please go back to the Cell. I can't deal with you slipping out."

"Come on Gramps tell me The details "

"How did you come to this information?" Garp said. Knowing that there was no messenger god running around. As far as he knew.

"Jimbe mentioned that the Revolutionary's God was smug about something."

Garp growled hiding his face in his hands. "Promised me you won't get into a fight over this with your brothers."

"Shit, it's That bad."

"Yes, I would rather not experience what two of you can do, with your gathered powers." The event he was talking about was long before he reunited Nika with his elder brothers. It was when Nika and Kanato fought over Shanks and his crew. A giant storm picked up where they were. That was with them confined to the bodies of children and Minor miracles. Garp really didn't want to find out what fully functional Gods could do.

" Fine I promise I won't fight my younger brothers over this." Ace swore holding his followers sign of promise.

"It's my new student. He arrived at his conscription post with Luffy. But at some point before I arrived. Sabo marked him. " Garp said.

"Once someone is marked there's not much to fight over. Unless their multi attuned. Then it's a matter of persuasion to shift the mark from one to their preference." Ace shrugged "Has there been any Gifts delivered?"

"Yes a book on Mythology of you all, and A sun pendant from Nika." Garp said.

Ace grinned wickedly. Producing a small book on star navigation. From nowhere.

" Give that to your student." Then the God of the Stars vanished. Laughter remaining behind.

"Roger you're a Bastard that left me to deal with your consequences" Garp groaned.

Yet he loved his Grandsons. That also happened to be millennia older than him. They were all Gods after all.

First

[rightous-int]

Arrested for nuclear weapon possession 🌈

.....

And slaying too hard~😩

[salezoria]

vent ig,, , also lil comic inspired by something oomfie said on twt

salem does not and will never understand russian besides cyka blyat (that one song taught him not even his own brothers 😭)

[justali-anne]

Sans comes into Papyrus' room while Papyrus is folding clothes, knocks the pile over, then leaves.

Papyrus comes into the bathroom, uses the towel, and puts it up high where Sans can't reach it. While Sans needs to use it.

Sans: he's a cool guy.

Papyrus: HE'S A GREAT BROTHER!!!

[angel-wingzzz]

Greg and Rodrick are the silliest brothers I've ever seen and I love them so much 🥹💕

[c-c-v]

I will love this for times to come, just for being blessed with this. Hope you find it the same :3

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One of the many reasons why I have everything in the Ninjago Movie game, I get to play as so many past characters like these two. And boy was my life was so much different till theemm.

[kybercrystals94]

Where Fears Are Born

By KyberCrystals94

Read here on Ao3!

(posting this on tumblr in preparation for my sequel that I’m about to post on here! 😄)

Bad Things Happen Bingo | Prompt: And I Must Scream

Rating: G

Words: 232

Summary: The reason the Batch develops a fear of spiders (a prequel to @just-here-with-my-thoughts’ Phobia)

TW: Arachnophobia

“Tech, shut it off!”

“I can’t!”

“Why not?”

“I don’t want to touch the screen!”

“Ugh, for kark's sake,” Crosshair said, snatching the offending data pad out of Tech’s lap. He deftly exited out of the program and dropped it back into its place.

Tech shoved it away as though it were one of the arachnids that had swarmed the woman in the film. Crowded together, shoulder to shoulder, the four cadets stared at the dark data pad now innocently nestled in the rumpled sheets of Tech’s bunk.

“That was definitely not a documentary,” Hunter said, shooting his bespectacled brother a disdainful look.

“The description was deceptively vague,” Tech protested, “How should I have known it was of the horror genre?”

“I’m never watching anything you download again,” Wrecker whimpered, pressing closer to Crosshair. “Are you sure there’s none of those spider things on Kamino?”

“None are native to this planet,” Tech said.

Crosshair smiled wickedly. “Doesn’t mean troopers don’t accidentally bring some back with them when they’ve been off planet. I’m sure there’s all sorts of spiders in the city not native to Kamino.”

“Stop it, Crosshair,” Hunter scolded, but the way his voice shook a little made Crosshair chuckle darkly.

“I bet they crawl under the doors of the barracks and hide in our beds,” Crosshair continued, wriggling his fingers.

“You have no way of knowing that is true.” Despite his own statement, Tech hugged his arms around himself and glanced around his bunk.

“And you,” Crosshair returned, “have no way of knowing it’s not .”

“Stop it!” Hunter said again, more firmly. “If it will help Tech and Wrecker sleep better, we can check all the beds.”

“Me sleep better?” cried Tech indignantly. “I’m not scared.”

“I’m not either,” Wrecker declared.

Crosshair carefully reached around and brushed one fingertip across the back of Hunter’s exposed neck, just at his hairline. The undignified shriek that emitted as a result sent Wrecker and Tech into a panic alongside, and before Crosshair even had a chance to inhale in order to laugh at them, all three of his brothers were all the way across the room.

“That wasn’t funny!” Hunter squawked, even as he pawed frantically at his neck, searching for the nonexistent, 8 legged creature.

“You’re right,” Crosshair gasped between fits of laughter, “It was hilarious!”

Tech pointed at him. “You are a fiend.”

“Was there actually a spider?” Wrecker asked, taking a step away from Hunter.

“No,” Hunter growled, scrunching his shoulders to resist the urge to continue his search, “It was just Crosshair.”

“This time,” Crosshair admitted. “Next time...it will be the real thing. Crawling in your blankets, in your hair, in your ears...”

“That’s it,” Hunter said decisively, “We are stripping all the bunks and checking for spiders.”

No one argued and set to work.

Crosshair didn’t help.

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“What are you doing?”

Crosshair looked up from where he was carefully releasing a spider in Hunter’s bunk, trying to coax the little thing to climb the wall. “Shh,” Crosshair hissed, “Hunter’ll hear you.”

“Why are you doing that?” Echo reiterated, crossing his arms.

“Because it’s funny, di’kut. Now, shut your mouth.”

Echo frowned, but quietly watched as Crosshair finished his task. When the sniper stood upright, he grabbed Echo by the arm and pulled him off the ship and a good thirty feet away from the door.

“Are you going to tell me why you’re putting a spider in Hunter’s rack?” Echo asked, keeping his voice low.

Crosshair put on an air of faux patience. “It’s a little something some of us call a prank .”

Echo rolled his eyes. “I know what a prank is. But why a spider? Is Hunter scared of spiders?”

“Terrified,” Crosshair said with a rare smile. “They all are. Hunter, Wrecker, and Tech. We accidentally watched a stupid horror holo as cadets about spiders. Tech thought it was a documentary when he downloaded it.”

“So, what, you’ve terrorized them ever since?”

Crosshair shrugged. “It’s a good way to pass the time.”

Suddenly, chaos erupted from the Marauder, raised voices tangling over each other. Three full-grown men, some of the greatest commandos in the GAR, thundered down the ramp of the ship. Crosshair and Echo approached the trembling trio.

“What’s happened? What’s wrong” Crosshair sounded convincingly concerned, the edge of his usual sneer present but tamed.

Hunter bellowed, “Get it out!”

“Get what out?” Crosshair asked, eyes narrowed with uncomprehending innocence.

Echo had to bite the inside of his cheek avoid smiling.

“There’s a kriffing spider in my rack!” Hunter said, pointing emphatically back at the door.

Crosshair rolled his eyes. “It probably came in on your armor.”

The color drained from Hunter’s face, but he managed to bluster on in his best sergeant's tone. “I don’t care how it got there. Get. It. Out.”

Crosshair held up his hands placably. “Alright, alright.” He started to amble up the steps. “Hope it’s not poisonous. Are you sure you didn’t get bit, Hunter?”

“Yes, I’m sure,” Hunter snapped, but the doubt in his voice was palpable.

Crosshair disappeared into the ship.

Echo waited with Hunter, Wrecker, and Tech – all three of them carefully avoiding eye contact. He’d only been with Clone Force 99 for a few weeks, and it was their first time planet side with any downtime. He wondered if this happened often.

“Creepy little things,” Echo observed casually. “Spiders.”

Tech looked annoyed. “Depending on the species, arachnids can be deadly,” he intoned.

“What species was this one?” Echo asked.

Tech shifted, his eyes finding something interesting to look at past Echo’s shoulder. “I didn’t get a good look at it, so it would be impossible to say.”

“Ah,” Echo said, nodding. “Hope Crosshair doesn’t get bit then. Just in case.”

“He knows how to properly dispose of them,” Tech said.

“That’s good,” Echo said.

Tangible, awkward silence followed. Echo enjoyed every second of it.

Crosshair came out of the Marauder with an unreadable look on his face. “I couldn’t find that spider anywhere. Pulled your whole bunk apart,” he said to Hunter. “Are you sure it was there?”

“Yes! We all saw it!” Wrecker sounded absolutely distraught.

Crosshair frowned. “I don’t know what you want me to do then. I can’t find the thing anywhere.” Echo noticed Crosshair’s loosely balled fist.

Reluctantly, grudgingly, depressingly, the three traumatized soldiers exchanged glances before trudging up the ramp to resume their tasks. Crosshair shook out his hand, and a little spider fell out, skittering away on frantic legs.

“You are a monster,” Echo said with a smile and a shake of his head.

Crosshair chuckled. “You’ll keep my secret?”

“Not my secret to tell,” Echo said. “But don’t expect me to participate.”

“You already did by not telling them what you saw,” Crosshair said with a devilish grin. “You’re in this now too. And if I go down, you’re going down with me.”

END

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[brinleyparke]

Steve: I'm not mean. Name one mean thing I’ve ever done.

Mary: When we were younger, you convinced me eggs weren't real.

Steve: They're not.

Mary: Haha, very funny.

Steve: I'm serious. Didn't you hear?

Mary: No... what happened?

Steve: ... Why would you fall for this again?

[ask-a-bot]

Hey, Optimus, how are you feeling? I know you were a bit sick earlier. How are you feeling, emotionally? With the current situation with Bee and Hot Rod, I’d imagine you feel….upset, maybe? Anything you’d like to get off your chest?

And, Megs, congrats on your recovery thus far! You seem to be doing so much better than before!

I... I feel better physically. Kup has picked up more knowledge and experience than I'd realised – he arrived with a variety of things that he'd discovered help, during his travels.

Emotionally... I don't know. A little mad, I guess. Maybe more than a little. Bumblebee had me all to himself all this time; Hot Rod had to grow up believing I was dead – Elita apparently forgot to tell Kup we'd all survived. I guess I'm mad at her, too.

Understandable. Snf. Yes, Kup is also taking very good care of me and I do feel somewhat better. Stronger. Thank you for your concern.

[eternallyfrustratedwriter]

I'm agreeing with Silvio on this one. 😐

[g1rlr0b1n]

[archangeltwins]

Title: Blood On Our Hands ( For We Aren't Without Guilt )

Fandom: Dominion

Pairing: angelfam

Rating: Teen / Mature

Summary: Michael and Gabriel attempt to work out their anger towards each other - in the most 'respectful' way they can think of.

A/N: advocating for violence to solve problems is Not Good, but these two put the 'fun' in dysfunctional for a reason

Michael. I feel you.

And I feel you. Your link is weak, brother. The lasting silence between us is deafening.

Such trouble isn't noteworthy. I have news.

What news? Tell me.

No.

Gabriel! I am in no mood for games!

Seek out the wild places, Michael. There you will find me.

▪■◇■▪

With a beat of his wings Michael descended from the indigo sky. His boots touch down, featherlight. He was far from civilization, bright lights of Vega a mere afterthought. The night is filled with the cries of nocturnal beasts, reflective eyes gleaming in watery moonlight. A figure, cloaked in shadow leant against twisted gnarls of an oak, fidgeting with grasses.

Michael's nostrils flared, jaw clenching. His brother gave a simpering smile at his arrival, what humans would call a 'shit-eating grin'.

"Brother—"

"Don't 'brother' me, Gabriel." Hands curled in leather, slamming the other into rough bark behind. Gabriel let out a scoff, hands up with palms outwards. Michael's brows furrowed, his twin suddenly lighter.

"No sword?"

"Not this time. As I said, I wished to talk. And talk we'll do, if you let me go—?" Gabriel's gaze flicked to the fingers in his coat, then back to Michael's face.

Michael takes a step back, folding his arms. Brows lifting expectantly, he watched as Gabriel withdrew a flask and took a sizable swallow.

"It hurts, doesn't it?" Casting a sidelong glance, Gabriel seats himself between overgrown roots. "Knowing that those you once trusted turned the blade inward."

Michael let himself fall against the trunk, looking towards the back of Gabriel's head. Gabriel laughs again, a bitter, harsh sound. "Lead you on, like a lamb to slaughter. That redheaded one, especially. What was her name—?"

"Becca. Her name was Becca. And you'd best not befoul her memory by saying she was—"

"—a bitch? Oh, come now, Michael. They're no better than the eight-balls I keep company." Gabriel continues. Tempted to draw his blade, Michael stays his hand. Not yet.

"Speak ill of the dead and they'll—"

"Come back to haunt, I know." Gabriel mutters sourly. Putting his eye to the cap, he curses in hushed lishepus. Empty. "On the subject of monsters, do the humans think you one now that you've killed their own? A senator, no less?"

Michael hesitated. "I do not know."

A dark brow arched in incredulity, Gabriel turns to face his brother. "You don't know? Truly?"

"I fled Vega before anyone could question what had happened."

Gabriel chuckles, tossing the now-useless container away. It lands with a wet thump, throwing up leaves and dirt. "Fled? You make it sound as though you've become a fugitive."

"I have. I killed her in a fit of blind rage. With my bare hands. I can still hear the snap, see the terror..."

"Not blind. Justified."

"Justified?"

Gabriel growls, visage twisting. "She tortured one of our own, did she not? Cut Louis open - while still alive - and rearranged his organs. Forced wings from their sheaths, cut them from the sockets. Chained up like some museum art piece to be ogled."

"You've done the same! Possession! Tearing wings free, hanging innocent neutrals up in Vega! Casting their bodies into a warehouse like some makeshift refuge heap!" Michael barked. "Don't lie to me!"

"That wasn't me—" Yanked to his feet, Gabriel's world explodes in a shower of stars as Michael's fist collides with his jaw. He's given no moment of peace, another punch sending him reeling.

Wicked right hook, he thinks before the breath is driven from his lungs.

"...are you finished?" He asks between spitting specks and sucking in stale air. The back of his hand is smeared crimson when he wipes. He lifts his gaze, peering at Michael.

Michael balls his fist, lunging, and Gabriel grins in preparation - or anticipation. His teeth are wet with blood, appearing like fangs. Instead, Michael's knee connects with Gabriel's chin. Head snapping back, his twin is sent sprawling into the dust like a drunken bar patron.

There's no cry of pain - but more raucous laughter.

"Damn you, Gabriel! Why are you laughing?" Michael demands.

"What would Father say if he were here?" Gabriel gasps out, waiting for his surroundings to stop spinning. "Look at them," he mocks, in imitation of the deity, "at each other's throats like starved dogs!"

"Because it was you who first—" Michael stops, his grip waning on Gabriel's wrist.

"Who first what? Spit it out, Mikey! You've kept that storm of yours contained since the dark ages! Let it free, brother." Gabriel bites back, beset with a sneer. "Who first defied Him? Who first struck Lucifer?"