#mmmmmm marrying steve…..

[hungharrington]

Wedding planning!steve would be his sassiest form I fear </3

oh my god wedding planning!steve… he’s constantly standing with his hands on his hips, eyes narrowed, bitchily staring as he tries to figure out what’s wrong with the table set-up— he politely takes over half of the jobs because he knows how you’d both like things done even tho you guys literally hired a person for those things lol like he juggles the seating plan for a whole month, trying to get it perfect because dustin can’t sit too close to eddie or they’ll get into cahoots but they need to be at the same table and max needs to be close to the wheelchair entrance and he just wants it to be perfect! and you guys go to at least FIVE different cake tastings because “we wanna make sure we get the best one, babe!” but you can tell he’s just really enjoying doing all the fiancé activities over and over- and when you like, sorta nervously ask him to promise not to smash the cake in your face because you’ve seen it happen countless times he’s all doe-eyed like “honey i would never- i don’t even want to do that to you oh my god, of course i promise not to,” and he’s so attentive with helping pick out the bridesmaids dresses even though you guys just get a lil tipsy on the champagne at the shop and he gets a little misty-eyed and you’re like “steve? what’s wrong?” and he’s like hiding his face in his hands all blushy from the alcohol and smiles giddily, “i’m so just excited to marry you,” and you have to force yourself not to have a silly makeout right then and there. he makes a thousand “can you believe they said yes?” jokes but in an utterly adoring way to every different planner involved and he’s somehow so sassy and yet so unbelievably sincere about how much he cares about the whole thing :’)

[siremasterlawrence]

The Battle Of The Chris’s

Christopher Robert Evans stupidly agreed to meet on false belief of a idea he has for his company because he wants to save the earth like we all should and he is ecological genius because soon he will be the greatest subject ever. I am in the control room sitting in the chair as I am falling deep a sleep in to a coma like state when I notice him pop up in the distance, he unbuttons his sexy, tight blue suit jacket wrapping over him and I can’t help but ogle love over as he and his teams up. Chris awaits me as I step on to the elevator the door slid close as it finally descending to the ground floor and I step into the room as he smirks with a wide smile spreading through hiss mouth and he looks down joyous.

He has a giant card in his hand detailing all of his plans for the future to show me but of course I play along not really caring about anything he has to say because I am only focused on claiming him as mine and so it begins I think approaching him.He bends down placing his cup on the floor as he rises back to full seating height with his hand offer to shake mine firmly as he is instantly drawn to my scent and I can’t help but notice how he can’t move but stares at my chest.His supposed straightness betrays him once more as I let go of his hand moving back as he stops turning from him thinking it over as his mind roams all over the place and he is lost accepting the issue he gives in to the war in his head and he stood up facing me as he grabs my hand preventing me to move.

“Why are you holding on to me?”

“I…I can’t help me! I…”

“You want me? Right”

“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck “

“Say it bitch!”

“Yes! I want you”

“Shit shit shit”

“Not funny ass! I am…”

“Married? Yeah! I am a aware”

“I love you Chris”

“What are you going on?”

“I love you and I am obsessed”

“You are kidding me”

“I want you entirely “

“No! I am not gay nor do …”

“Oh you are crazy! Crazy like a fox for me!”

“Mmmmm…I am hard, turned down and so confused”

“Foolish freak!”

“You are Steve Rogers”

“Language “

“You are more like the Torch”

“Say it correctly “

“The Human Torch”

“That makes me so happy “

“That is no shocker”

“How are you doing this? Are you an alien?”

“Your mind is far to active “

“Let’s dial back to zero”

“So many…hey bro”

“Perfection”

“You are much more bearable now”

“Is that?”

“Relax! I love you more than you think”

“My life is complicated “

“It’s not at all! Sign it away to me”

“I will take your life and give you a better one”

“Invite me back to your hotel room why don’t you?”

“Yes! Would you please join me?”

“Me? I’m not sure “

“Yes! Please Lawrence “

“Address me as Sir”

“Yes! Sir Yes Sir”

“You are a smartass”

“I’ve been told so”

“You figured it out “

“Like you leaked your penis online”

“No….i”

“Come now Chris it’s obvious “

“Everyone says you are too smart”

“I am your Master Lawrence “

“Yes Master”

“Tell me truth “

“I leaked it for sure because you are king “

“You love me too…don’t you “

“Do you love me more than anyone else?”

“My anger is non existent the fire”

“You extinguished it”

“Submit to me”

“On your knees “

“Do you think you deserve me?”

“Naturally! I can’t”

“You will never match me”

“No matter your age”

“You are nothing more to me”

“A simple joke “

“ A slave”

“A property “

“A nothing “

“A slave”

“Look saying it all in your eyes “

“I…I surrender to you mind, body and soul “

“Sir Yes you own me Sir”

“Nice room Chris!”

“Nothing special! It’s yours”

“Mine! Everything is yours”

“Well take off your clothes “

“As you wish “

“God! I love you “

“You are my life “

“The light in my mind”

“The reason I get up everyday “

“You are mine! MINE”

“Call me Master”

“Yes Sir Master Sir”

“What do you think?”

“I like what I see”

“Oh Thank God!”

“Worried huh?”

“Yes My Love”

“Sir Yes Sir”

“Hear me out bitch”

“Grabbing your ass so tight”

“I am your God”

“Accept and love me”

“Mmmmmm bitch”

“You are my guide “

“I can’t believe I married her”

“I can’t believe you are doing this”

“Doing what?”

“Loving me because I am me”

“I always love you because you are mine”

“You are always mine”

“Always will be mine “

“I am your world “

“You can consume me”

“You do consume me”

“You have mentally and physically broke me”

“Collared me”

The end

[thetistaboveall]

The Boyfriend Project 3

“Are you ok Dick and Tyler?”

“Yes, Master Lawrence”

“Sir Yes Sir”

“I do have a friend that wants to come over.”

“Ugh! Why? How disrespectful to our king”

“It’s ok Dick”

“Tyler I think he is here”

“Great Master! You will like Steve and Bucky”

“You brought him here on purpose”

Steve walks in to the room with an extending hand to me I grab it shaking it firmly with mine.

I refuse to let it go letting my ring touch his skin tightly the needle pops out in to his skin.

He jolts up in shock feeling the needle stick in letting the serum sinks in to his skin,

Washing through his blood stream and in to his bones it overtakes him deeply in to his bones.

He grows in to shock his body grow stiff as well as hard falling backwards on to the floor.

He is unconsciously out of it his eyes roll backing in to the socket as the blood rushes to his face.

Picking up his feet dragging his body in to the bedroom and I flip him on to the bed.

I smack him hard across the face and leave the room pouring a glass of water.

Returning to the room one more I step head forward slamming the door throwing in to his face.

“Why am I wet? What the fuck Tyler?”

“He is not here”

“What did you do?”

“Zip it and fuck off”

“I have assumed control over you “

“You are now my slave”

“I understand now”

“Address me as Master Lawrence “

“Yes, Master Lawrence “

“Mmmm, I love you Master”

“Oh yeah?”

“I am your play thing and toy”

“Keep it up”

“Your slave”

“Forever “

“Your property”

“You are my king and god”

“Sir Yes Sir”

The end

The Boyfriend Project 4

Sebastian is his other friend who I plan to take on next greeting him outside in the lawn.

I had my new favorite Chris approach him with a hand shake and inject him with a needle.

His eyes roll back falling backwards on to the ground and he begins to vibrate out of control.

“Are you awake my love?”

“Yes Master”

“You are smiling “

“Because, I love you “

“You are my man”

“My everything “

He yanks my hand to the side pulling my hand towards him as I fall on to the laps my love.

He kisses me a bit fueling anger and jealous fire rages in his eyes as he burns with desire and lust.

Leaning in Chris kisses me as Dick and Tyler rush to his side with love and lust together.

“Back off from My Master”

“Damn right Dick!”

“I am not to easy about it”

“Guys relax now”

“Sir Yes Sir”

“Babe”

“Master”

“Yes boi”

“Will you marry me?”

“Hell no”

“Oh!”

“I’ll one you for life”

“Yyyyeeeessss”

“Rule me”

“Transform me”

“Sebastian kneel”

“‘My pleasure “

“Kiss me”

“Undo my pants”

“Remove my cock”

“Suck my cock”

“Suck it hard”

“Lick it up”

“Mmmmmm”

The end

[sortagaysortahigh]

fuck, marry, kill and become bestie with: season 1 steve, season 2 steve, season 3 steve and season 4 steve?

Im finna cheat and make kill into kiss bc i could never kill my fav white bread milf Steve Harrington.

Fuck: season 3 steve for sure mm mmmm MMMMMM

Kith: season 1 steve

Marry: season 4 steve for obvious reasons

Be besties w: season 2 steve

[shreddedparchment]

A Wife for Thor Pt.13

12/12/2020

The Honeymoon’s Not Over

Pairing: King!Thor x Reader          Word Count: 5,309

Warnings: jealousy, slight angst, light smut, language, talks of pregnancy

A/N: I’m sorry these are taking longer. My grandparents are living with me for a few months and these are going to get a little slower now that they’re here. I hope you enjoy it! If you have a favorite part, let me know what it is! I’d love to hear. If you happen to reblog, thanks so much for helping me spread my work! xoxo

Please DO NOT repost my stories on any other blogs or sites.

REBLOGS are always welcome!

Not knowing what to expect from a marriage to a veritable stranger is predictable. Of course, you’re not going to know what’s to come when you don’t know the man you’ve agreed to marry.

Apart from the responsibilities of the throne you’ve chosen to sit upon, and the obligations you have to provide the kingdom with an heir, the marriage you have chosen for yourself was entered into blindly.

You knew absolutely nothing about Thor when you agreed to marry him. You knew a little bit more by the time you stood directly opposite him and said your vows.

Now, after spending time with him in the company of his comrades, his friends, you know what Thor sounds like when he busts a gut. You see the twinkle in his one eye when they all sit around the living room reminiscing about battles won.

You see sadness over their losses, and the loyalty of his friendship. You see the weight they all carry on their shoulders to give this world its best chance against all forms of threat.

Most of all, you know how proud Thor is to have you by his side. At every moment possible, he’s pulled you into their games and conversations. He’s invited Tony to give you a tour of the compound and Bruce had tagged along and whispered to you smaller things that Tony conveniently left out because they weren’t things for him to boast about.

As the night went on, the Avengers told you their farewells and those that lived outside of the compound took their leave. They told you it was so nice to meet you, shook your hand—or hugged you as was the case with Wanda, Nat, and Steve—and then made you promise to stop by again and stay for longer than a day.

“We’ll make a real vacation of it, I assure you,” Thor promises Bucky who has taken a shine to you more enthusiastically than you thought he would.

Since you made your opinions on Loki clear, he’s been much more eager to speak with you and exchange ideas on more than just overlooking the troubled pasts of people desperate to make a change.

By one o’clock in the morning, Tony and Bruce are the only two left in the living room.

Bruce sits at the edge of the sofa, his glasses balanced at the end of his nose as he scrolls through large amounts of text and numbers on a sleek black tablet.

Tony has taken over the corner of the sectional, his phone pressed to his ear again as he yawns but resists sleep.

You hear him say Pepper’s name and a quick acknowledgement that he misses her when you decide that maybe it’s time to give them their privacy.

You rise slowly, Thor back in the main common room where you’d all eaten dinner, talking to Loki or Hilde on his own phone to keep up with what’s happening back home.

Bruce notices, not as invested in his reading as you’d thought.

“I think I’m gonna head to bed.” You admit, gesturing over your shoulder towards the other room.

“Oh, okay. Have a good night. I think Tony has breakfast set up for eight o’clock tomorrow morning so, the others will be back by then. I think?”

Bruce turns towards Tony who has his legs folded up on the seat, his hand combing through the back of his head as a sappy grin overtakes his face.

“Hey, breakfast at eight, right? Tomorrow morning?” Bruce asks, reaching over to place his hand on the seat of the sofa to attempt and get his attention.

“Hold on, Pep, there’s some weird old man trying to ask me something. I think if I ignore him long enough, he’ll leave me alone.” Tony mutters, loud enough for everyone to hear but muffled enough to make it clear that you’re not supposed to.

From the other end of the phone, you hear a clearly amused female voice speak back, “Be nice. He’s trying to be accommodating for Thor’s wife.”

He throws his hand back towards Bruce and waves his hand at him in clear dismissal.

Bruce sighs and gives you an apologetic smile, but you’re smiling from ear to ear.

“Sorry. Just to be safe, we’ll say eight o’clock.”

“Thanks, Bruce. For the tour and everything.”

“Yeah, no problem.” Bruce nods.

“Good night. Good night, Tony.” You call at him pointedly.

Tony makes a point to look back at you, fixing you with a buttery smile, “Goodnight, Cherub.”

You scoff, laughing a little, but give them a wave and move into the common room.

Thor’s back is tense, and it makes you worry.

Despite the conversation you’d overheard in the kitchen, you’re more confident now than before that Thor is devoted to you.

Because it’s in his touch. It’s in his gaze. It’s in the way he pulls you into his side when the others teased you about now being obligated to be an Avenger and the consequent terror that filled your eyes.

“A jest, my sweet.” Thor had whispered, then chuckled with the others.

He’d promised to tell you about this threat when the two of you were alone, but you’re so exhausted and as much as you want to go over and demand he fill you in now, you turn down the long hallway and pass two or three doorways before you reach the bedrooms.

The first door on the left is Thor’s and you slip in quietly, hoping not to interrupt Thor’s phone call.

It’s toasty warm inside. You peel off your clothes and despite wanting to just snuggle into bed, you make your way into the bathroom and the deep tub is long and wide enough for two people.

You flip on the shower instead, the water burning hot and as it glides down along your skin it summons goosebumps as the cold is chased away.

You hadn’t realized how chilly the compound is until now, and wonder if the Avengers are just hot natured. It would be weird for all of them to be like that, but if the ones with powers are like Thor, then maybe they all run a little hotter?

A tickle around your arms, just above your elbows, coaxes your eyes back open.

You hadn’t even realized you were falling asleep. Looking down you see two sets of large familiar fingers.

The hands they’re attached to turn you around and pull you close until Thor’s lips press down against yours, pushing you even further into peaceful bliss.

He opens his mouth wide, coaxing your own to respond as his tongue delves hungrily into your mouth.

You’re slow to respond, so tired but eager and pleased with the affection.

Thor’s knee nudges against the inner part of your thigh and you take a step, but he catches it as you do, and he lifts it up against his hip.

Water rains down along your naked bodies and Thor slides into you slowly.

You moan, low and sweet. Quiet and pleased but lazy.

“Thor…” You whimper, wrapping your arms around his shoulders as he dips down to nibble at your throat.

He pumps in and out so deliciously slow that the stretch of him pulls an orgasm from you quickly.

You’re so sensitive at the moment. You go limp in his arms, and he adjusts to support your body as you relax while he continues to push into you.

He rests your back against the shower wall, hips pulled against his as he fucks you slow. Watching him thrust into you, hips rolling slow, is perfection.

You caress the side of his face and he pulls back to look at you before he kisses you sweetly.

It all feels like a dream, and as he speeds up, you shut your eyes and you’re sent off with another wave of pleasure.

~~~~~~~~~~

The morning is toasty. Large warmth wrapped around you.

You twist where he holds you, straining to look at his face which you know like the back of your hand by now. No eyepatch, you reach up to trace the edges of his missing eye.

He croons and curls into your touch, the space gets red and itchy sometimes from wearing the patch all day.

This feeling, this soft glow in your chest, the way it aches and makes you feel like you could fly is something you didn’t know to expect from your marriage.

This iridescence, this shine that grows from your very center to entangle itself around you and Thor.

“Sleep longer,” Thor whispers, his voice deep and gravelly with sleep.

He pulls you closer, large hands splayed against your back as he rubs it several times up and down.

It almost does lure you back to sleep but you force your eyes open.

“We have to go down for breakfast. Everyone will be waiting.”

“Mmmmmm,” Thor protests.

No, he’s straight up whining. Tightening his hold, you groan as he squeezes. Any harder and he’ll crack your back.

“Thor,” You insist, and after a bit he opens his eye and peeks at your face before shutting it again.

“I do not appreciate early mornings when I am supposed to be enjoying uninterrupted time with my new wife.”

“You’re the one that brought us here!” The chuckle that slips through your lips is unintentional, but he’s so cute all pouty.

“It doesn’t matter,” He frowns, “I am King. Things should go my way.”

“Well, excuse me Your Majesty. Should I go tell the Avengers that they need to reschedule breakfast until you’re ready to wake up?”

“Yes,” When you start to move, he shoots up, tackling you to the bed and pinning your arms over your head as you laugh. “Wait, I don’t want you to leave the bed.”

“How the hell else am I supposed to go tell them then?”

“I suppose we can’t make them wait. I am so glad that we’ve still got a few days left to spend at your home. I want to make sure we go back to the palace with my child firmly planted in your womb.” He gushes and even though the words aren’t exactly dirty, it’s got your core throbbing and aching for more of what you think happened last night.

“Did we make love last night?” You really don’t know if it was just a dream or not.

It was all so sleepy, the memory like smoke. It could very well have been a wet dream.

“Don’t you remember?”

“Kinda. I was so tired.”

The amused curve of Thor’s lips give you the confirmation you need, “Yes, you were very tired. I had to catch you after your second climax. You fell asleep just as I also reached mine.”

“I don’t remember,” You confess, trying hard to remember what happened after your eyes shut.

You vaguely remember feeling supportive hands on the back of your head and back.

The soft mattress of his bed supporting you as he placed you on it?

“I’m not allowed to get drunk or to get really tired around you anymore. I hate not remembering my nights with you.”

He settles down on top of you, keeping his weight light and balanced on his side. His hands he brings down along your arms until he has his right cupping the left side of your head while his left hand finds its usual spot on your hip.

“I quite enjoy it when you can’t keep your eyes open. You sang for me on our wedding night.”

His reminder makes you groan and you turn away from him but he catches your lips in a kiss before you can turn away fully.

Thor gives you a good morning. A very good morning.

You both shuffle out into the common room where you’d had dinner last night with wide smiles, playful chuckling, and completely satisfied.

Both of you are so into what the other is saying or doing with their hands that you don’t really hear the murmur of conversation by the long table.

“When we get back, we should break in that bench in your backyard.” Thor whispers.

“Are you joking? That thing is gonna leave so many marks on my body. No way.”

“Come on, I’ll put a blanket, and you can be on top.” He presses his lips right up against your ear as he seduces you, but you’re stronger than that...maybe.

“Mmm, that’s really tempting there, Your Majesty,” you tease, reaching up to tug on his ear until he meets your lips in a quick peck.

It’s noisy and it smacks. So loud in fact, that you two finally notice the way the murmur of voices has disappeared and turned into silence.

Both of you stop, searching ahead for what might have caused the sudden death of conversation and at first don’t see anything.

Well, you don’t see anything.

“Good morning, everyone. What’s-is everything okay?” You ask, finding Steve’s face as he stands with his arms crossed across his chest, looking at you and Thor with his chin tucked in a bit.

He looks pensive and worried.

A quick look at Natasha and Wanda tells you that they’re worried for you for some reason. Both of them sitting at the edge of their seats.

Beside you, Thor has gone stiff.

“Thor?” You look at him, not sure why and search his face to see if there might be a clue but his eye is lasered in across the room and you follow his gaze.

You’re still not quite certain what he sees until movement on the furthest seat of the table draws your attention to a small brunette, with peachy skin, rosy cheeks, and bright brown eyes.

She’s so nervous that she’s almost clumsy, pushing her long hair over her shoulder, her lips quivering into a smile and then back into a straight line several times before they settle into a teeny uncertain curve of her lips.

Pink lips. Not chapped. Perfectly proportioned so that both lips are the exact same thickness.

“Jane…” Thor says, almost like it’s a realization.

“Oh,” Your voice is more timid than you expected it to come out if you ever came face to face with this woman. “That’s Jane.”

You’re suddenly really sad you never Googled her so that you’d at least have been prepared for the absolute petite beauty that she is.

Thor’s head whips towards you and he blinks, mouth opening as he searches for the words.

“I-we-er-I mean...This-this is my wife,” He introduces you breathlessly.

Clearly seeing her has caught him by as much surprise as you. Maybe more.

“Queen of Asgard,” he gives her your full name.

In Asgardian tradition, since Thor doesn’t technically have a last name in the traditional sense like humans do, you’ve kept your own.

“Right,” Jane shuts her eyes, claps her hands gently then nods slowly. “Right, of course. You’re King now! RIght. Your Majesties.”

Her greeting is simple and she even gives a quick somewhat off balance curtsy, probably from her nerves.

“Oh, that’s-”

Thor takes your hand, pulling you just a smidge more into his side, cutting off your protest to her curtsy.

“Thank you for that,” Thor tells her, nodding once. “None of these rascals bothered to bow to my new Queen.”

There’s something odd about Thor’s voice that you’ve never heard before. An anger. Subdued rage. Surprise too. His own sprinkle of nerves thrown in there as well.

You steal a glance up at his face and find a tightness around his eyes as he then drops your hand to slip it around your shoulders.

“What are you doing here?” He asks her, and the Avengers take this as their cue to rise from their spots and move into the living room or the kitchen.

Jane comes around the table, stopping a few feet away from the two of you.

Their eyes are locked on each other, her pretty browns and Thor’s one electric blue.

The silence, though it lasts only a quick three seconds, is endless. Instantly you’re an intruder and you spot Bruce peeking from the kitchen. He makes eye contact with you and there’s a beckoning from him, a promise of safety and sanctuary in this super fucked situation you find yourself in and you pull out from Thor’s arm and nearly scamper into the kitchen but a large hand wraps around your wrist gently, pulling to stop you from moving.

“Where are you going?” Thor’s face has softened, all tension leaving his beautiful face as he steps towards you to close the distance between your bodies.

It’s still respectful, a good two feet between you as opposed to the narrow six inches he’s kept you in all week.

Something tells you that he’s also keeping you at arms’ length because Jane is right there and it’s only been at most, two weeks since he ended things with her.

“I was going to give you two some space.” You whisper, though Jane is literally right there, so she can hear you.

“Oh, you don’t have to-” She starts, but Thor cuts her off, almost as if he can’t hear her.

“You do not have to give us space, cherub. You are right where you should be, at my side.” Thor doesn’t bother to whisper, but it’s clear in the volume of his voice that his words are meant only for you.

“It feels weird…” You whisper more quietly that it makes Thor move closer and lean his head down.

“It shouldn’t,” He reaches up to stroke your cheek, and you can’t help but peek at Jane.

She’s watching the two of you, her eyes darting away and back and away again, a fleeting look of confusion on her pretty face.

You reach around Thor’s side and give his side a little pinch to bring his attention back to Jane.

��She’s waiting,” you inform him, and flick your head in her direction before turning to face her again, planting yourself beside Thor just as he wants.

“Right,” Thor agrees, then wraps his arm right back around your shoulders. “What brings you to the compound, Jane? I can’t imagine anything would get you out of the desert with what you showed me last time I was there.”

Your heart gives an upsetting lurch at the reminder to Thor’s and Tony’s conversation last night, but you simply lean into Thor’s side some more, pushing down your insecurities for now.

“Yeah, um...I was in the lab when a weird energy spike completely threw off my sensors. It fried my stabilizer. So, I checked with NASA and UNOOSA, CNSA, SUPARCO, and a whole bunch of other contacts at various space agencies around the world and all of them also had similar readings. Not as strong, but they all swear that they don’t have anything in orbit or out in that quadrant. Given the strength of the surge, I contacted Tony to let him know so that he could get word to you but then he told me that you’d be here this week for a day, so I...I decided to stop by and tell you myself.”

She smiles, just a quick awkward little thing, at you and then at Thor.

Thor’s mind processes what she just told him as quickly as it can while you steal a glance at the kitchen again where Tony is peeking out this time.

“To be fair, I didn’t know you were going to be so nice.” He tells you, unapologetic that his words will reach all ears in all three rooms.

He quickly ducks out when you frown at him, leaving Bruce peeking out behind him who then panics and also pulls himself back out of sight.

What you can infer from his words is that he’d invited her to come when he’d known that you and Thor would be on your honeymoon in an attempt to get them back together?

As you look back to Jane who stands there staring at Thor with those stupid big brown eyes, you wonder if she knew Tony’s plans and that’s why she’s here.

“What’s the trajectory of the energy you found? What’s it heading towards?” Thor wonders, taking a half step forward, dropping his arm from your shoulders.

Your mind goes into a sudden frenzy as you, like him, put two and two together quickly.

“The threat?” You guess, stepping away from him but also moving around so that you can look at him and speak a little more face-to-face with him and Jane too.

You’d completely forgotten about the damn threat! You’d been so seduced and tired last night that you passed out. Then Thor woke you up so sweetly with more seduction that you’ve put the secret threat Thor has been trying to hide from you out of your mind.

His furrowed brow, large biceps bulging as he crosses his arms across his chest, betray his guilt at having kept it from you. But the two of you know that you have no time to dwell on petty arguments, so you table the argument you’d planned on having last night for another time.

“Could that be it?” You push, looking to Jane who looks a little confused by the tension in both your and Thor’s bodies.

“It might be.”

“What threat?” Jane wonders.

“What’s the matter, Cherub? What’s got you all worried?” Tony shuffles over, probably having heard the bit about the threat.

You give him a quick glance before you look at Jane, “What kind of energy reading was it? Cosmic? Solar? Celestial?”

All of the Avengers who had begun to make their way back into the common room for breakfast along with Thor, Tony, and Jane stop to look at you, several of them with mouths open and in complete surprise.

The silence is deafening, pressing in on you from every direction. Thor takes a step towards you and seems to be the only one unphased by your question.

“I don’t know that Jane would be able to determine the type of energy at this distance.” And yet, he turns to look at her once he’s spoken. “Jane?”

She blinks, still completely in shock by your knowledge, “Uh, I might be able to find a way to determine...how do you know about-?”

“As soon as Thor formally asked me to marry him I started to make a list of things that would probably be good to know in my position. Loki helped me um…” Wait, shoot...maybe you shouldn’t be so open with them?

“The weird sister helped you what?” Tony asks, casual disdain in his voice for the younger Asgardian prince.

You frown at him.

“Nevermind.” You cross your arms across your chest and sit down on the seat right behind you.

“He didn’t mean that, cherub.” Thor cuts in, moving towards you he pulls the seat beside you out to sit down, facing you. “Isn’t that right, Stark?”

“No.” You frown, really not liking the way some of them seem to really hate Loki.

Part of you knows that you can’t blame them. Loki did a lot of bad the last time he was here for an extended period of time.

He killed a lot of people and wreaked havoc on New York. They have every right to be angry at him. Even though you know this, you can’t find yourself letting them get away with their open hatred for him in front of you.

Thor looks at Tony with a pleading, his large hands on your knees as he strokes your legs softly to try and soothe you.

You see Tony roll his eyes from the corner of your own and with a silent exasperated sigh, he throws his hands out in front of him to physically push away his words.

“Alright, you’re right. I’m sorry. He’s made amends, right? He’s spent the time since he came back doing right by those people that he hurt. You’re right.” The longer Tony speaks, the more it looks like it physically hurts him to say sorry.

“Wait, you actually like Loki?” Jane asks, her smile in slight disbelief.

“Didn’t he save your life before?” You throw at her, having heard all about her infection by the Aether and how she’d helped Thor save many worlds.

It’s intimidating and not a story you’d easily forget.

At the time, you’d wondered how you’re ever going to compare to that. She’s helped Thor save Earth twice. What can you do?

Your words have the desired effect, and she quickly deflates as you meet Thor’s eye and sigh slowly.

“They don’t mean anything by it, cherub,” Thor promises, his voice soft and gentle and soothing.

You see the way Jane’s head twists in your direction at his pet name for you but he reaches up to take hold of your chin and turn your face towards his.

“Loki is lucky to have your loyalty.” He praises, looking genuinely happy about it too, but the smile leaves quickly in favor of his curiosity. “But how did you learn about different types of energy?”

“Loki hacked into the S.H.I.E.L.D. mainframe when I told him that I wasn’t sure that I was up for the task of being Queen and wife of an Avenger since I knew almost nothing about anything. I-I did a lot of reading.” You admit, heart in arrest as you gauge everyone’s reaction to Loki’s deceit. “But he only did it because I was crying and really worried and I was almost having a straight up panic attack, and he wanted to help so he offered me a place to learn and I couldn’t-I didn’t have it in me to say no even when he told me how he was going to get me the info so if you’re going to blame anyone, blame me because I was feeling so inadequate and he was just trying to make me feel better.”

Once again, the room is left in silence, save for Thor who smiles at you and reaches around to grab the back of your neck and give it a gentle squeeze.

“It’s alright. We’re not angry. Any of us, right?” As he looks around at everyone, they all nod quickly, giving you reassuring smiles save for Tony who has his arms crossed over his chest now, hand covering his mouth as he shakes with silent laughter.

“You’re angry?” You ask him, and he startles slightly when he realizes you’re talking to him.

“Me? Oh, no. No, I’m not. I just can’t wait to tell Fury that Loki hacked into his servers.” Tony bursts into laughter and has to turn away from all of you and move back into the kitchen to get a hold of himself.

“I’m sorry.” You repeat, reaching down to take hold of Thor’s hand, “I didn’t want to disappoint you.”

“You could never disappoint me, love. Never.” He smiles at you, then pulls you down to kiss your forehead before rising and moving to stand behind you. “Can you get to work on detecting the type of energy it was that destroyed your instruments?”

Jane straightens up out of her slouched pouting as she realizes that he’s talking to her, “Yes. I can. That’s kind of why I came here, to get some help from Bruce. It could also be gamma, so I wanted to consult with him before I made any decisions.”

Bruce lumbers forward between Nat and Bucky, waving Jane over, “We can go now? I don’t exactly have an appetite at the moment. If you don’t mind?”

“Not at all,” Jane shakes her head and moves for him as he turns to lead the way.

Before she can get too far, she stops and turns to look at you and Thor as he moves back to take his seat next to you, your hands pulled up to his lips.

“Uh, congrats again, both of you,” With a firm nod, she turns and leaves you all to your breakfast.

~~~~~~~~~~

“We don’t have to cut our honeymoon short?”

“Definitely not.” Thor frowns, “I would quit my job as King of Asgard if we had to end our private time.”

You smile, despite the pit in your stomach, “You can’t quit, silly.”

“I can. Loki would be more than happy to take over.”

“Well, I won’t let you quit. You’re an amazing King.”

“You’re my wife. You are clearly biased in my favor. I can’t believe a word you say.”

You chuckle at his playful banter, but after a few seconds, your worry for the people of your kingdom takes over.

“But really, Thor. If the threat coming is the same thing that destroyed Jane’s equipment, shouldn’t we go home and, I don’t know, deal with it?”

Thor breathes in deep, considering your words as he finishes pulling off his armor, tossing the last piece onto his red cape leaving him in a plain dark shirt and pants.

In a clear attempt to distract you, he rolls up the sleeves to his elbows, you’d be lying if you said it wasn’t a distraction.

Mmmph!

“I already have Sif and Hilde working on it. Loki is managing things with the palace, beefing up security for when we get there and until Tony and Bruce can come and make their own modifications.”

“Then we can enjoy our last four days?”

“Enjoy them?!” Thor moves to you, slipping his hand down around the waist of your skirt where it intertwines with the lower piece and with a firm tug, he rips through the fabric leaving only the bodice.

You gasp, hand pressed to your chest as you laugh in surprise.

“I’m going to impregnate you in the next four days if it’s the last thing I do.”

Oh my.

“No, turn around for me cherub, so I can finish ripping this dress off of you.” He coaxes you around and leans down to press a kiss to your back, then rips down the back of your bodice with more firm tugs that shake your body.

His lips trail open mouthed kisses down the side of your neck, hands gripping the flesh of your thighs with a possessive squeeze.

Despite your worries, it doesn’t seem like seeing Jane has affected his desire for you in any way. Somehow you’d never believed his devotion to you, until now.

With meeting Jane now that you’re married out of the way, and Thor’s cock still solid as he rutts into you from behind as he strips you, you feel a lot more secure in the emotions and passion you’re able to summon from him.

Almost like he knows you need it, “Tell me you love me, cherub.”

How can he doubt it?

“I love you, puppy.” It just slips out and Thor freezes.

You panic, turning to look at him because you hadn’t meant to say it, and it was something you’d just been calling him in your head in secret because of that look he gives you when he’s begging you to give in for whatever he wants in the moment.

“I’m-” He cuts you off, smashing his mouth down onto you, open wide as he delves into you, tasting you, tongue searching and coaxing.

“Mmmph,” You whimper, wrapping your arms around him to grip the back of his shirt tight.

He suddenly tosses you back onto your bed, pulling his shirt over his head and then shoving his pants down before he grabs your ankles and pulls you towards the edge. With wide splayed out hands he pushes your thighs open and settles between them, two fingers run up along your slick slit making you quiver.

“Tell me again,” he orders, voice so deep you feel it in your toes.

“I love you, pu-AH!”

[cycat4077]

Answer 21

Answer 21, tag 21 people you would like to know better 0 people because I’m lazy...  

Tagged by: @batgirl-87​ Thank you so much! I really love your HWM posts and you seem super cool ^.^

1) Name/nickname(s):

Tiffany/Tiff

2) Zodiac Sign:

Cancer

3) Height:

5′2″

4) Hogwarts House:

Hufflepuff (and proud!)

5) Last thing I googled:

Game of Thrones Wedding Vows

(I just read this theory post about Jaime and Brienne (spoilers kinda) and how it would be nice if they got married. Then I remembered that scene where Robb Stark THE KING IN THE NORTH got married and how beautiful the vows were. I have a lot of feels, ok?!) 

6) Favourite musicians:

I have a lot. The stuff I listen to most of the time is a minimum of 30 years old. So, classic rock, 80′s synth pop and a genre I like to call 80′s angst.

I DO have my main 3 though which I affectionately term the “Trash Trinity”. (I am complete and utter trash for these artists.)

John Mellencamp, Mr. Mister (especially Richard Page) and Bruce Springsteen. Please inquire directly for a formal analysis of the Trash Trinity in essay form.

7) Song stuck in my head:

The last one I had stuck was “Carrie-Anne” by the Hollies. Why? I don’t know. But it’s a good tune. Go check it out :)

8) Following now:

1352

I joined tumblr back in 2013 I think and I really never unfollow anyone.

9) Followers:

713

I’m really thankful for those who follow me. I mean, my blog has barely any organization and it’s such a multi-fandom mess :P

10) Do I get asks?

11) Amount of sleep:

I guess 6-7???

12) Lucky number:

3

13) What I’m wearing:

My new Cher t-shirt (I just saw her live and she’s amazing!)

14) Dream job:

Working at a zoo. I love animals but I also love teaching. And Steve Irwin and Jeff Corwin were a couple of my idols growing up. They helped raise awareness about conservation and made biology cool. I think a zoo is a great place to educate the general public about animals and what needs to be done to help save them.

15) Dream trip:

Australia Zoo.

Fiji.

16) Favourite food:

Hard to say. My palate is pretty basic but the foods I do love, I really love. So, I guess I’m a sucker for a nice steak and some homemade french fries. And Nestea. Always Nestea.

17) Instruments:

I used to play the piano...miss it actually. I also wanna learn guitar.

But the saxophone is my dream instrument. Golly I love it.

18) Languages:

English

Franglais 

19) Favourite songs:

TOO MANY TO LIST BUT IF YOU INSIST

From the Trash Trinity

Born to Run - Bruce Springsteen

The Rising - Bruce Springsteen

Broken Wings - Mr. Mister

Kyrie - Mr. Mister

The Border - Mr. Mister

Ain’t Even Done With The Night - John Mellencamp

Pink Houses - John Mellencamp

Small Town - John Mellencamp

Between A Laugh And A Tear - John Mellencamp

Jackie Brown - John Mellencamp

Longest Days - John Mellencamp

From other artists and the 80′s angst category

Electric Blue - Icehouse

Missing You - John Waite

Hungry Eyes - Eric Carmen

Diamond Sun - Glass Tiger

Faithfully - Journey

I Can Dream About You - Dan Hartman

Good Times - Tom Cochrane & Red Rider

End of the Line - the Travelling Willburys

Urgent - Foreigner

Roll Me Away - Bob Seger

20) Random fact:

I research bumblebees and their tolerance to heat

21) Aesthetic:

My own clothes or others? Because I’m really digging the 80′s look with denim and longish hair....Mmmmmm.

Exhibit A: John Mellencamp circa ~1985

(For me, I like my leather jacket and jeans look. I also like to be a bit dressy. I’m not the type to go out in sweatpants but I’m also not the type who understands 2018-19 fashion. I don’t wear anything that’s trendy. Vintage soul to the core.)

[stevenrogers5-blog]

Baby.

Summary: Movie Night!!!! 

5

Warnings: It’s just super short 

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The whole group gathers around in Tony’s at Home movie theater. Peter and i make our way to the back corner while the whole group scatters around the room. We sit down. I bring the blanket around our laps. I place the popcorn bowl, candy and drinks in between us. Dirty Dancing soon appears across the screen, i settle into Peter’s chest.

“Did you remember the sour patch kids?” Peter whispers in my ears. I go to turn but his arm snakes around my shoulders and holds me in place. “Found them.” He hand draped around me is holding the bag.

“You adorable little boy.” I mumble as i lean back into his arm. He holds me to me, sharing secrets and little teases through the evening.

“Sylvia!” Peter says as he stands up. I look up at him, a few glances looking back at us. “How do you call your lover boy?” I look at screen, the group that is starting look at us then up at Peter. I smile and take his hand as he pulls me closer to him.

“Come here lover!” I say as he spins then dips me.

“And if he doesn’t answer?” He says as he lifts be and pushes me from his body. I let his hand go and move down the aisle towards the screen.

“Oh lover boy?” I call as i motion him to fall me.

“And if he still doesn’t answer?” Peter ask as he slides on his knee to my feet.

“I simply say. Baaaby. Ooo baaaby. My sweet Baaabby You’re the one.” I sing as i sink to my knee. Peter plays air guitar as i pull him closer.

“Baaaaby. Mmmmmm. OOoohh baaaby. My sweet baaaaabbby You’re the one.” We sing together as we stand up and dance in each others arms as the song finishes. The little theater erupts in laughter and claps as the group cheers us on.

“For being the two youngest here, Why do they know this movie better?” Tony asks as the group settles down.

“I was raised on this movie.” I reply as we sit back in our seats.

“And this is one of the main movies we watch on date nights. It never gets old honestly. It’s a good classic.” Peter also replied as he pulls the blanket over us. The group settles down and the movie continues on.

“If i got pregnant, would you be by my side?” I blurt into Peter’s ear as we watch Johnny visiting Penny. Peter pulls away to think for a second. He pulls me closer once again.

“I would love you and our nugget to the end of time. I would want someone to kill me if i ever left you two behind. You and the little one would mean too much to me to let go.” Peter whispers back. I smile as i look at him through my lashes. I place my hand on his face and kiss him softly. He smiles as he deeps the kiss by capturing my lower lip in between his. I lock my fingers with his as we kiss long and soft. We pull away for a second, our foreheads pressed together.

“I love you, Peter.” I mumble before i pull away.

“I love you more.” He mumbles back before holding me tightly to his chest. We watch the movie as he rubs my arm lovingly.

The group soon starts to go down in numbers as the time reaches a little past midnight. Peter and i stay strong though as the movie nears the end. We watch as Johnny takes Baby to the stage and dances the way they want too in front of the crowd.

Peter gets up and pulls me with him.

“What are you do-” Peter dips me quickly. I gasp as he pulls me up slowly then spins me. He raises my arm and feels down it.

“It’s the truth. And i owe it all to yoouu.” Peter sings as he spins me out. I spin back and he catches me in his arms. We dance the aisle to the music.

“You are too much.” I mumble through my laughter. He jumps down the aisle and dances Johnny's solo dance as he reaches the end. He looks back at me as he does Johnny’s hip thrusts. I laugh at him as i watch him, bopping around. “Parker..”

“Come on! Jump!” He yells. I nod my head, take a deep breath and run towards him. I jump and he catches me exactly like the movie. The theater erupts in cheers once more as he puts me down.

“You are the best thing to ever happen to me. Every moment with you truly is the best time of my life.” I say as he pulls me closer. He cups my face and kisses me tenderly. He pulls away and smiles.

“And i owe it all to you.” He says as he picks me up and spins me.

“We get it!! You guys are the cutest couple in this building!” Steve calls as he throws popcorn. We laugh as the movie’s credits roll. I walk up the aisle to collect our things. “Y/N. The guys were thinking of playing games. So we are going to kidnap Peter for a little longer.”

“Okay!” I call as i move back towards Peter. He smiles as i kiss his cheek quickly and rush out of the theater to leave the guys to their own devices.

“Dude. IF you do not marry her, i will be personally disappointed.” Bucky says as he walks closer to Peter. “Only a destined couple would do something like that in a theater and not care what the rest of us are thinking. Wife her the fuck up.”

“I must agree with this metal one. I don’t think i have ever seen you two happier with anyone else. The fact that you two can watch something over and over and never get tired of it. That is saying something about your relationship. It shows you two ever get tired of each” Tony says as he and Steve walk over to the group.“Seriously though. I know how much she loves you. Would be a disappointment if you two didn’t end up together.” Peter nods as he smiles to himself.

“I am glad i have all of your blessings. I mean we are about to hit our one year. Maybe we should move in together first though?” Peter questions as the group leaves the theater.

“I can always hook you guys up.” Tony offers.

“That would mean a lot Tony.”

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