#shang chi and the legend of the ten rings fanfiction

[hanasnx]

a call to you.

WC: 0.2k SUMMARY: the great protector has bonded with you. NOTES: i havent seen the movie. only the thirty minutes that tgp is in fucking shit up WARNINGS: m!dragon x gn!reader | mentioned: mate | no y/n

THE GREAT PROTECTOR has resided at the bottom of Ta Lo Lake for centuries. Entire civilizations have risen and collapsed while he sleeps within the icy depths. In the indigo darkness, he had heard a voice, as clear as if it were next to his ear, and he opened his great eyes. The first time he emerged from his cradle in lifetimes and he did it to follow your sound.

After he’d tracked you down, he brought you to a nearby cave where he’d built a nest for you. His claws having enclosed around you so gently as he carried you to your new home. Your protests and questions went unanswered for he cannot speak your language. The time you’d spend together aids in understanding him. You learn to crave his presence.

You’re no prisoner, you often walk to Ta Lo. It teems with bustling life, unlike your cave, so you socialize there. Everyone has noticed how quiet you’ve gotten, because you’re used to inhabiting a space where no words are needed.

On a rare occasion you’re visited, a friend timidly approaches the cave’s mouth. To soften its intimidation, you meet her, and beckon her inside. You prepare tea, and pour a drink for the Protector out of respect. It’s ceremonial, the way you draw near to him, kneel down to sit on your legs, and place the delicate cup onto the ground near his cheek. He won’t drink it, but you know he appreciates it. Steam rises from its hatch, and he eyes you gratefully.

You return to your friend, who catches you up on the events of her day. At one point, she advances on you with the intent to touch you. It’s a comfortable gesture, a hand reaching for your arm, but you have a preference of space, recoiling out of habit. The rebuke within you stirs the other resident of this cave. He rears his great head, pupils thinning as they set sights on her. She recedes in fear, and billow of angry fog expels from his nose, grating growls echoing off the stone walls. To calm him, you signal a wave to him, convey to him there is no danger. Your emotions are controlled, your friend meant you no harm.

“What was that?” your dear companion asks, bewildered and fit to gather her things to retreat in fright.

You offer her a kind smile as the Protector bows his chin to the floor behind you. Unfortunately, your explanation raises more questions than it answers, “Oh, he’s very sensitive. He thinks I’m his mate.”

[eternalslover]

Where are all my Shang Chi lovers like come on

LIKE LOOK AT HIM, HE IS SO POOKIE BEAR BBG, AM I THE ONLY ONE THAT LIKES HIM!?

I NEED MORE SHANG CHI LOVERS, WRITERS, REBLOGGERS

[realtalkswithfinn]

“Are You Wearing Mismatched Socks?”

Shang-Chi x widow!reader

summary: Shaun sees a new game circling the internet and decides he HAS to challenge his girlfriend to a round.

warnings: violent play fighting, very brief mention/ joke about DV (no actual domestic violence!!), very brief mentions of Shang-Chi and Readers times as trained assassins, sex joke at the very end.

authors note: I have never written any sort of fight scene or action before so this is very new to me, but it had to be done. Also, I requested this idea to another creator here on tumblr before deciding I wanted to give it a go myself. If they write their own version, I’ll tag them so you can read that version as well!

“BABE!”

“WHAT?”

“COME IN HERE!”

“WHY?”

“JUST COME HERE!”

You sigh, blowing a strand of hair out of your face. You roll off the edge of your bed, clicking your phone off in the process, and saunter down the hall toward the sound of his voice.

Shuan stood in the center of… what used to be your living room? Both recliners and your big green couch were pushed flush up against the walls. You could see your coffee table stacked on top of your dining table in the next room over. All your blankets and knick knacks were scattered throughout the space. On the bookshelf, counters, window sills - anywhere but where they belonged.

He was looking down at his phone with an amused smile on his face.

“Done some… redecorating, have we?”

He glanced up, excitement clear on his face. “I’ll put it all back later. Give me one of your socks.”

You stared at him. “Give you… one?”

He nodded, jutting his palm out. “Yeah.”

“… why.”

“I found this game, it looks super fun!” He said, walking over to where you stood. He held out his phone, which was playing a video of what looked to be a set of twins. Each girl wore one white sock. “The goal is to rip the other persons sock off and keep yours on!”

You watched the girls tickle, tackle, and wrestle each other until one emerged victorious, sweaty sock in hand.

“I don’t know Shaun, I’m not sure I wanna play a game where I have to free your dawgs.” You teased.

“Hey! My ‘dogs’ aren’t that bad. Yours on the other hand-“

You smacked his arm. “Hey-“

“That’s the spirit!” He said, tossing his phone on the couch. “Now, give me a sock.”

“Get your own so- HEY!”

He yanked your right leg up by the back of the knee, quick but careful to make sure you didn’t fall, and slid your sock off. “See, next time, you’ll try to make sure I don’t do that.”

Oh, it’s on.

“Fine.” You sigh, trying to seem unamused. In reality, you were rather excited to play. The game looked fun enough when the girls played, but a round between two ex- child assassins? Things were going to get interesting fast.

Shaun beams at you and slides the sock onto his own foot. He looks at you, then your remaining sock, and raises an eyebrow. “Are you wearing mismatched socks?”

“Do you want to play or not?”

He backs away, hands raised in a surrender motion. “My bad, my bad, I should know better than to question you.” He moves a good three feet in front of you and reaches out for a handshake. “May the best man win.”

You yank his hand forward and flip him over your shoulder, slamming him down hard onto the cushy carpet. You twist and dive, aiming for his pink striped sock, but he rolls away quickly, jumping to his feet.

“That’s totally not fair! We hadn’t started yet!”

“Sorry, I didn’t realize you made all your opponents wait for your mark before fighting.”

He scoffed. “I was trying to be civil with you.”

“Don’t.”

He kicked out with his bare foot, leaving the socked one on the ground. The impact set you back a bit, but you regained yourself before slamming into the TV.

“Watch the furniture!” He teased, diving down toward your feet.

You dove over him, rolling and landing on your feet far on the other side of the living room. You crossed your arms and tapped your socked foot impatiently. “Gee, I thought the great Shang-Chi would find this game tedious. Assumed you would’ve won by now.”

Shaun rolled his eyes before running toward you again. You attempted to jump out of the way, but he snagged you by the waist. He tackled you to the floor as carefully as he could. Sweet, but his mistake. He only held you with one arm, using the other to stop your fall, making it easy for you to wiggle out of his grip.

You rolled slightly to the left and knocked him face first into the carpet. You crawled toward his foot, forgetting to keep your own feet away from his hands. You yelped when you felt him grabbing at your ankles and started kicking violently. He managed to tug your sock a bit, but lost his grip quickly.

You yanked yourself away from his hands, curling your feet under yourself into a crouch position. Shaun wasted no time crawling toward you, laughing as he went. You scuttled backward but came to an abrupt stop when you slammed into the couch.

He was closing in. You didn’t have anywhere else to run, so you took the offensive route and thrust yourself forward, sending the two of you sprawling across the carpet. The force of you landing on him was unexpected and totally knocked the wind out of Shaun. While he laid there catching his breath, you swung around and reached for his sock.

Of course, he regained his breath too fast. He sat up and grabbed you, pinning your arms to your sides. “Not cool y/n.”

“I can be less cool.” you panted. He started to say something, but you thrust your arm back and elbowed him in the ribs. You snaked out of his grip and ran across the room yet again.

Shaun stood up slowly, rubbing his rib. “Come on!”

“Sorry baby.” You laughed. You stuck out your bottom lip in a teasing pout. “I’ll kiss it better after I win.”

“Oh no, I can’t let you win after this.” He chuckled.

But you had a plan.

…Hopefully, the TV wouldn’t pay the price.

You ran at your boyfriend, gathered at much momentum as you could, jumped up, and wrapped your legs around his neck. He stumbled, but managed to regain his balance.

“Aw dude!” His voice was muffled. “Can a guy get a warning before getting a crotch to the face?”

He started smacking his own back, desperately trying to grab at your sock. But ultimately he couldn’t reach your feet at the angle. You laugh and let yourself fall backward. You dangled yourself from his shoulders and looked through your eyebrows to locate which foot had the striped sock.

Honestly, there were a million ways Shaun could have escaped this position. But all of them would’ve been pretty painful for you, and you knew he would never actually hurt you for a game. Or anything, for that matter, but especially not a game. So he continued to reach and grab for your sock.

You reached down and tickled his right leg. He kicked out a little, as that was the last thing he expected from you. He stopped reaching for your sock and grabbed your thighs instead, trying to keep you from falling while he lost his balance.

You took the opportunity to snatch the sock off his foot.

“BOO!” Shaun complained.

“Whats that?? I can’t hear you over the sound of me WINNING!”

You reached your hands down to the floor and unhooked your legs from behind Shaun’s head, gracefully kicking down as if out of a handstand, and waved the sock around in victory.

Shaun stared at you. “I can’t believe you just black widowed me.”

You shrugged. “I can’t believe you talked such big game just to be taken out by a little tickle.”

“And a crotch to the face?”

“Whatever.” You rolled your eyes. “So… what do I win?”

A mischievous grin spread across your boyfriends face. “Who said you won? We gotta do best two out of three.”

“What? No! I won fair and square-“

Shaun ripped the sock out of your hands and took off down the hall. “BEST TWO OUT OF THREE!”

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You padded into your bedroom with a glass of water and a handful of ibuprofen. Shaun was already under the covers, but you could see bruises sprouting up around his exposed upper body. You weren’t much better — you had a nasty spot right on your cheekbone, as well as littered all over your body.

“Hey,” you greeted gently, sitting on the edge of the bed.

He set his phone down and looked up at you with his beautiful brown eyes. “Hey.”

You took his hand and dumped a few ibuprofen into it. “Maybe we should play a little gentler next time.”

He smiled before popping the tablets into his mouth. “Maybe.”

You passed him the water glass and he took a swig before passing it back to you. You took your own dose and set the glass on the nightstand. Shaun pulled the covers up for you to crawl under, to which you happily did, curling right up against him.

He ran his fingers over the forming bruise on your cheek. “Aw dude. Does it hurt?”

“I’ve had worse.”

“People are gunna think I hit you.”

“You kinda did.” You laugh.

“Not on purpose!” He defended. He moved his hand to cup your face before sending you a pointed stare. “You, on the other hand, had malicious intent.“

“And who won all three rounds?”

Shaun glared at you but couldn’t argue. He leaned forward and pressed a gentle kiss to the bruise. “Thanks for playing with me.” He said softly.

You reached up and rested your hand over his. “Anytime. Thanks for putting the couch back.”

He chuckled, closing his eyes. “Anytime.”

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“Dude, what happened to you?” Katy asked gawking at Shaun, who had stiffly shuffled into work covered head to toe in bruises. “Bad guys?”

“Y/n.”

Katy curled her lip in disgust. “Didn’t need to know that dude.”

“What? Oh my god Katy, no, we were playing the sock-“

“Nope. Too late. Image is already there.”

“KATY.”

[redheadspark]

Another Spring Request

27. Allergies with Shang-Chi

Happy Writing

A/N - AWWWW, I love this Stella! Thanks for requesting a cute Shang Chi prompt, bestie!

Summary - Shang loved the spring. You on the other hand, hate it.

Warnings - Only some fluff!

"How are you feeling?"

"Like shit,"

"Shouldn't have asked,"

You blew your nose and tossed the ruined tissue into the waste bin next to your bed, then you reached over to use some nasal spray. Shang was sitting on the edge of your bed with an amused tone. Your nose was red and runny, your eyes glossy and tears threatening to come out from constant sneezing, and the perfect afternoon that Shang planned out was ruined.

All thanks to your allergies.

You two barely started dating, only for a month, and you still have that new relationship feeling between the pair of you. Katy was the one who got you two together, and she was immensely proud that you two were an official item. Shang was shy when he asked you out on a date, which was nothing rather big but a trip to a food truck parking lot and then a small trolley ride to one of his favorite parks.

He wanted it nice and simple, a great tip he got from Katy since he asked her plenty of questions about you and what you liked. You found it quite sweet that he wanted to do his research through Katy,, and once he confessed that to you, a blush was on his cheeks.

You kissed his cheek in return, almost having him pass out cold.

But now that Spring that came to the city, Shang wanted to take you out to the flowers that just bloomed right outside of the major city. You thought it was a great idea until you got hit with your allergies halfway through the date.

Thank goodness for Shang being considerate and taking you right home.

"Katy should be back with your medicine," Shang said as he looked at his phone for the time.

"I can manage with my nose drops for now," You pressured him as you sat up in your bed and rubbed your tired eyes, "I've had worse when I was younger,"

"I still feel bad, and you told me you had allergies," Shang said in a remorseful tone as he rubbed the back of his neck nervously. You gave him a grin, seeing the torn look on his face and wishing to brighten his spirits.

"For the fact that we've been only dating for a month, I won't hold this one against you. Now the next time this happens, I will," You teased, Shang giving you a small look. You had to smile at the situation since you knew that this was a simple allergy that would happen to you constantly.

"Shang, it's gonna be okay," You said to him calmly, "You did good with the flower fields. I just didn't take my medicine beforehand, and I tend to forget to do that a lot,"

"I know, I just wanted to make it special and perfect," Shang explained, you raised an eyebrow at him.

"Since when do I want perfect?" You questioned, seeing him pause and freeze as you went on, "Perfection is boring! There's nothing truly good and joyful that comes from being perfect."

Shang paused, drinking in what you told him as you grinned and leaned back against your pillows. You only heard some of his background and childhood, and you knew he was always under pressure even as a little boy. Although he did leave some big pieces of his life out from your talks and conversations, you knew he would tell you in his own time. But you knew Shang knew all about perfection and striving for it. And maybe hearing you tell him not to be perfect with you, shook his core for a moment.

"I hate perfection," You reminded him calmly, "I just want you. And I would hope you'd want me, allergies and all,"

Shang had to chuckle at how you were attempting to break him out of his mind racing and his low mood.

"It's true! My allergies are so bad in the Spring, not to mention how I can't take on spicey food for the life of me. And flowers, don't get me anywhere near roses! I would take peonies and daisies any day,"

"Good to know," Shang replied in his light tone, the burden was finally lifted off of him, "And just so you know, I want you too,"

"I'm glad we're on the same page," You hummed, Shang leaning in to kiss you as you were ready for him. But you sneezed right before he could, Shang dodging the sneeze just in time as you groaned and blew your nose again.

"I promise to try and not kill you on our next date. We're going to go to the movies," Shang said in a chuckle.

The End.

Spring Prompt Session

[skylarkblue]

Title: Paper Lanterns Author: skylarkblue Fandom: Shang-Chi and the Legend of the Ten Rings Pairing: Katy Chen/Xu Xialing Rating: T Word Count: 5,000 Warnings: None

Summary: Xialing shows up on Katy's doorstep on Chinese New Year. She wants to celebrate with her.

Written for @marvelfemslashweek Day 7: Fashion

Read on AO3 here!

[themculibrary]

Avengers Reacting To Their Movies Masterlist

A Beautiful Journey (fanfiction.net) - Aragorn II Elessar T, 566k

Summary: Watch-it fic. In 2035, members of the Avengers, X-Men and Fantastic Four bring forth the Avengers, Scott Lang, Hope van Dyne, T'Challa, Nick Fury, Maria Hill, Pepper Potts, Aunt May and Loki from the past to watch the first three phases of the Marvel Cinematic Universe.

All the Days of our Lives, Phase 1 (ao3) - ElrondsScribe pepper/tony, jane/thor, clint/laura, ian/darcy, wanda/vision, sharon/steve, bucky/natasha N/R, 41k

Summary: An Avengers-watch-their-own-movies fanfiction. I know it's been done before, but I wanted to try it with a more expansive audience. In addition to all the Avengers (both retired and active) you'll find Nick Fury, Maria Hill, Laura Barton, Betty Ross, Helen Cho, Jane Foster, Darcy Lewis, and even Ian Boothby.

Post Captain America: Civil War. AU, obviously. All ships in the tags. Please do enjoy! Warning: there will be a bit of language.

First up: Captain America: The First Avenger

Assemble (ao3) - Stand_with_Ward_and_Queen T, 201k

Summary: Ten years after Thanos’ defeat, Clint Barton, with help from Stephen Strange and a SHIELD agent named Leopold Fitz, brings the Avengers, plus Peter Parker, Scott Lang, and T'Challa, from a few months prior to The Avengers Civil War to show them the future so they don’t repeat the same mistakes.

Avengers Watch Ant-Man and The Wasp Quantumania Trailer (ao3) - SpiderWidowFam88 scott/hope, hank/janet, pepper/tony, mj/peter T, 5k

Summary: [Part 2 of Avengers Watch Stuff]

After Watching the events of No Way Home, the Avengers have some time to cool off and have a chat before their host plays another assortment of clips of their future.

This time, it's about the rise of a new villain and the adventures of the lovely Scott Lang.

Avengers watch Captain Marvel (fanfiction.net) - Roxas Itsuka T, 30k

Summary: Called forth by an unknown being. The Avengers are made watch a movie about a hero who came not long before them. Fury and Goose present also. No pairing.

Avengers Watch Spider-Man No Way Home (ao3) - SpiderWidowFam88 mj/peter, pepper.tony T, 71k

Summary: The movie left me feeling so heartbroken for our favorite spider kid so this is how I'm dealing with it.

Expect everyone being protective of Peter and desperately wishing they could be there to kill all of his problems.

Cough* cough* Natasha...

It's exactly what the title says.

They watch Spider-Man No Way Home

bro (ao3) - hunkahulkaaburningfudge G, 64k

Summary: The Avengers watch their future.

A Hawkeye watch-it fic.

bus boy (ao3) - hunkahulkaburningfudge clea/stephen, kate/america G, 40k

Summary: The Avengers watch their future.

A Shang-Chi and the Legend of the Ten Rings watch-it fic.

Film Reels (fanfiction.net) - Little-miss-laughs-alot G, 19k

Summary: A stack of film reels sent to the Avenger Mansion will be intriguing for some, but for one, it will be difficult. Reliving Steve's past- before and after Captain America came to be, they get to know exactly who the kid from Brooklyn really is. Now Complete!

pizza balls (ao3) - hunkahulkaaburningfudge wanda/vision, kate/america, clea/stephen G, 58k

Summary: The Avengers watch their future.

A Doctor Strange in the Multiverse of Madness watch-it fic.

Rewriting The Way This Story Ends [IM1] (ao3) - bookaholic4ever G, 49k

Summary: An Avengers watch the MCU fic. Will be Tony Stark centric. The OG 6 and Bucky, Sam, Wanda, Vision and Rhodey are also included. Can the Avengers watch and learn from their mistakes to protect their earth and in turn the universe from a madman? Read to find out. Set after Civil War and Homecoming but before Infinity War.

In this installment they are watching Iron Man.

stupid pigeon (ao3) - hunkahulkaaburningfudge layla el-faouly/marc G, 67k

Summary: The Avengers watch their future.

A Moon Knight watch-it fic.

The story behind the man: Iron Man 1 (ao3) - Anothershadow24 bruce/tony T, 34k

Summary: A year after the so called 'Civil War', the six original avengers, plus Sam, Wanda, Vision, Fury and Hill, get locked up on a room to watch a stack of films about one Tony Stark.

Watching- Iron Man 1 (ao3) - Schayisgay pepper/tony T, 28k

Summary: Up First- Iron Man 1.

The Avengers and Co watch their resident Genius, Billionaire, Playboy, Philanthropist as he becomes Iron Man.

Watch my life, feel my pain (Do I deserve it?) (ao3) - Wise_writer_girl wanda/vision, steve/natasha, sam/bucky, bruce/thor, pepper/tony T, 175k (WIP)

Summary: The Avengers wake up in a theater, the Theatre of Judgement, all from different times in the MCU storylines. The Judgement Spirit, Justice, is forcing them to watch WandaVision clips. If Wanda has suffered enough, Justice will bring Vision, Tommy and Billy back to life. But things don't seem so black and white when the loved ones of the other heroes are brought in as well. A deal must be made: the reveal of the darkest, most embarrassing and most painful moments of their stories in exchange for just a moment longer with someone they've loved and lost. Can the Earth's Mightiest Heroes cope with their best-kept secrets being exposed?

For the sake of those they love, they're going to have to.

[redlightning1]

Hi writer of [An AI in Talokan].

The Story is mainly a Nashuri Fanfiction but it's mostly Namor, Namora & Attuma. Learning the history of Earth before Wakanda Forever. Or just a MCU Recap.

But I am not sure What should I include and not include.

I already wrote recaps of :

Captain America: The First Avenger

Captain Marvel : Part 1

Iron Man

Iron Man 2

Thor

The Incredible Hulk

The Avengers

Iron Man 3

Thor : The Dark World

Captain America : The Winter Soldier

The one I haven't done yet :

Guardians of the Galaxy

Guardians of the Galaxy : Vol 2

Avengers : Age Of Ultron

Ant-Man

Captain America : Civil War

Black Widow : Part 1

Doctor Strange

Black Panther

Thor : Ragnarok

Ant-Man & the Wasp : Part 1

Avengers : Infinity War

Ant-Man & the Wasp : Part 2

Captain Marvel : Part 2

Avengers : Endgame

Black Widow : Part 2

Shang-Chi and the Legend of the Ten Rings

WandaVision

The Falcon & the Winter Solider

Hawkeye

Doctor Strange & the Mutiverse of Madness

Thor : Love & Thunder

I left some out, for example.

The Eternals & MoonNight & WereWolf by Night.

The SpiderMan Movies were not told because no one remembers Peter Parker.

[Spoilers for Ant-Man & the Wasp : Quantumania]

I also decided not to include Ant-Man : Quantumania. Because in the End. Scott said he wasn't going to tell the Avengers about what happened.

So I don't know what should include and not include.

If anybody has any ideas, please let me know.

[emberfaye]

tagged by @zhaozi (do you know how adored you are????)

rules: answer + tag nine people you want to get to know better and/or catch up with!

favourite colour: blue!

last song i listened to:a million dreams p!nk's version

last film i watched: shang-chi and the legend of the ten rings

currently reading: so much fanfiction. Also Daindreth's assassin.

currently craving: Chips and salsa, but it's way too late and i will have regrets if I do.

currently watching: Just started a rewatch of B99.

coffee or tea: Coffee, with peppermint mocha creamer. yuuum

tagging: @dr-lemurr @naromoreau @waterofthemoon @afhyer

[raidhosketchonhematite]

If we were to set a watch order for the MCU movies, it would go kind of like this. First, watch Iron Man 1. It's chronologically the first, and suffers from some early installment weirdness, but it's a classic. Then, watch Captain Marvel. It's a prequel that sets up both outer space and the guy in the credits of the first movie, so great all around. Then, watch Thor 1. It sets up more aliens and directly leads into the next movie. That being said, watch the Avengers next, thus closing the "classic MCU" arc. Oh, and you can watch Iron Man 2&3. They are not entirely bad, and it might provide some additional context, but it's entirely optional. Ant-Man too, but it's pretty self-contained, even if not bad. Then, watch the Guardians of the Galaxy, both of them. They are great, we promise, and it sets up a sort of "outer space interlude" before we return to the Earth. Close it with watching the first Doctor Strange, and then Shang-Chi and the Legend of Ten Rings, in a nice "mystic" arc. Preferably, all in the original languages with subs. Don't watch anything else. You CAN watch Infinity War, as you now have pretty much all context needed, but we advise against it. The CGI and fight scenes are epic, but IW simply has a shitty plot. Otherwise, these are the only ones really worth watching (coming from the one who watched them all for fanfiction research) (please don't repeat our mistake).

[propainfuture]

Introducin' Me

"If you wanna know, here it goes, gonna tell you there's a part of me that shows if we're close. Gonna let you see everything, but remember that you asked for it." - Nick Jonas

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A lover of fandoms (I get most of my information from fanfictions)

FANDOMS I AM IN:

Marvel - DC - ROTBTD - Total Drama

YOUTUBE CHANNELS I LIKE:

Good Mythical Morning - Drawfee - Let's Game It Out - The Theorizer - GTLive - Game/Film/Food Theory

Current obsession: Scooby-Doo

Even more current obsession: WWE (specifically Scott Hall)

(Favorite Series = Be Cool, Scooby-Doo!)

*I also really love 'Archie's Weird Mysteries'*

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FAVORITES-

Color: Pink

Animal: Orangutan

TV Show: The Amazing World of Gumball

Movie: The Incredibles

Musician (Song): Oliver Tree (Introspective)

Band (Song): Fall Out Boy (America's Suitehearts)

Song: Tip Toe - Imagine Dragons

Food: Corn

Hobby: Drawing

Video Game: Tekken Tag Tournament 2

TD Characters: Sierra, Izzy, Topher, Tyler, and Jacques

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As I stated above I get most of my information (specifically about Marvel and DC characters) from fanfictions and Youtube videos (mostly Drawfee drawing characters they didn't know existed).

Marvel I've Seen: Iron Man 1, Guardians of The Galaxy 2, Shang-Chi and The Legend of the Ten Rings, The Amazing Spider-Man 2, Spider-Man: Into the Spiderverse, that one Avengers/ Phineas + Ferb crossover, and that baby Spider-man show with the cool theme song from Patrick Stump

DC I've seen: Teen Titans, Teen Titans Go, and Teen Titans Go to the Movie

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This is my first Tumblr account I've ever had. I'll probably use it to post art. :)

Bye

[undiscovered-horizon]

Author's note: The shirtless scene in Shang-Chi is one of the most self-aware things Marvel has done.

Imagine reuniting with your high school sweetheart, Shaun, in a very unexpected way: fighting each other in an underground ring in Macau.

"Now for the most anticipated fight of the night! Get ready for the two most famous names to appear in this ring! On my left, the Bus Boy!" Jon Jon's excitement was beyond explosive. It was fairly easy to guess that depending on the outcome of the spar, he will either become a millionaire or chew cardboard for dinner.

Shang-Chi entered the ring shirtless which earned a confused question from Katy about its whereabouts but he was just as in the dark as she was. Apparently, an unspoken "rule" this place had. The crowd around him cheered, their expectations for him higher than he was aware of. After all, he did become worldwide famous after barely a day.

"On my right, the famed champion, The Beheader!"

The crowd became louder as the door across the ring opened. The name made Shang-Chi slightly uncomfortable as it implied a quite unpleasant experience should he lose the fight. What he could not expect even in his wildest dreams was the reality that hid behind the imposing name; a reality he remembered fondly despite the time that had passed.

When the door opened and you stepped out, Shang-Chi first couldn't believe his eyes. Was it really...you? The last time the two of you spoke you were on your way to Europe with your parents. How come you ended up in a fight ring in Macau? Did you ever get hurt?

Then his mind as if went back several years, maybe Shang-Chi himself became younger - became the boy you used to date. He certainly felt that way like all the years spent separated from each other never happened and just the previous day you were bowling at a run-down parlor in San Francisco.

"(Y/N)?" he said quietly, still in disbelieve. Maybe it was his bias but he was sure you looked even more impressive than the day you left. Time was certainly merciful to you.

On the other hand, you felt dread from the very moment Bus Boy hit your ears. Part of you was certainly amused - you're going to fistfight your high school boyfriend in an illegal fight club in Macau, which itself sounds at least ridiculous. The other part of you started to reminisce about the days you spent in San Francisco. Was Shaun the same person you knew when you left? No, couldn't be, both of you have changed since high school. Would he still recognize you? Maybe years had gone by but can you really forget a face you used to stare at every day? Slowly, you could feel the old affection resurfacing. You were always honest with yourself: you tried forgetting Shaun instead of peacefully getting over him because of the immense guilt you felt over your departure. It was simply easier to forget it happened instead of accepting you did something not quite right.

Should you tell him the truth, would he believe? Moreover, would he forgive you?

You were aware he deserved to hear the whole story but the real question was: was Shaun willing to listen? It was difficult for you to come to terms with the fact that he might be upset enough to actually fight you, something you did not plan on doing, and won't want to have anything to do with you. You sighed quietly - after all, he was a grown independent man and was fully entitled to not want to hear your story and simply walk away. And you would have to accept that.

The doors in front of you opened, the exceptionally loud cheering nearly deafening you. Right across the ring, there he stood. More grown and handsome than you remembered. And for some reason...shirtless?

Although you couldn't hear him, simply by seeing the way he moved his lips, you knew he said your name: something he probably hasn't done in quite a while.

"Hey, Shaun," you answered equally quietly but you knew well you did get the message across.

The bell rang signalizing the beginning of the fight. Still unsure what ground you were standing on, you walked forward slowly, approaching Shaun cautiously. If he just threw punches at you, you wouldn't be too mad about it: you did, after all, lie to him.

"What are you doing here?" he asked as he pretended to land a punch. "Macau is not Europe."

You ducked from his another pseudo-swing and grabbed his arm in a very mild joint lock. How long till the audience realizes?

"Neither is it America. I could ask you the same thing," you whispered.

Shaun got out of your poor excuse of a lock and, still presenting his best acting skills, he kicked your stomach. It was a good thing you made a good pair back in the day because in any other scenario the trickery you were committing right now would never work. Before Shaun's foot touched your body, you threw yourself backward, landing on your back. The crowd cheered - a good sign, they were still in the dark.

You didn't get up - did not have time to. Shaun sat on top of you and hit the floor right next to your head: he never targeted you.

"Let's get this over with and I'll tell you everything," you said.

"I missed you," he breathed out, completely confusing you. Not that you did not expect that, more like that wasn't a good moment to get all melancholic

"I missed you too, Shaun. But now's not the time for that."

Using his moment of distraction, you pushed him off and got up. He tried scoring a few dishonest hits until you ducked one of them, got behind him, and pulled him down with you so that Shaun was lying on his back on you. Your hands were around his neck and head in a loose choking hold, only looking like you were choking him out.

"Count to 15 and pretend to pass out. I'll meet you in the locker room," you whispered in his ear as secretively as you could. As honest as he could be with himself when Shaun thought of you whispering into his ear again it was a part of a completely different scenario than the one he was a part of now.

Shang-Chi pretended to lose consciousness while thinking just one question: Why did he always let you win?

[lunathebee]

CUDDLING WITH SHANG-CHI

A/n: I can't stop thinking about this HC; I just know he gives the best cuddle time ever.

Warning: None! So much fluff, sugary sweets that rot your teeth (and silly moments).

Shang-Chi is definitely a human heater.

Love to wrap his arm around you and kiss the back of your neck.

You guys would chit-chat about anything tbh.

The cuddle always ends with you and him having a nap.

And this is where the fun part begins lol

Listen, I know Shang-Chi (personally; source? Trust me bro) and I'm not going to romanticize everything about this man.

He falls asleep very fast and is a heavy sleeper.

He still holds you very close to him, not in a suffocating way, but in a snuggling way.

But Shang-Chi sleeps like a log, and on some days he will be slightly snoring.

He is always the big spoon at the start of cuddling and ends up as the little spoon when you guys wake up.

Specifically, when you wake up

Like I said, he is a heavy sleeper, and the fact that you're beside him makes him feel even more relaxed and happy, so that boy ain't waking up soon.

And if you do manage to wake him up, he will say "5 more minutes, babe" without opening his eyes.

Later on, you check on him, and he's like this 💀💀

Nothing can beats cuddling time with Shang-Chi tbh; it's not a big deal but just being in his presence is enough to make you feel safe.

Idk I feel his energy and vibe; I cannot explain it (and I'm a person who absolutely hates being touched).

[marvelmaniac2000]

II Plan A & B II

Summary: Shang Chi wants one more baby, but you guys already have a “baby” together.  

Characters: Shang Chi x fem! Reader (Y/N)

Words: 1.7k

Subject: Shang Chi having a major breeding kink for you, unplanned pregnancy, unprotected sex, sexual intercourse, doggy style, sundress seasonnnnnn yall :)

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***Sorry for any MISSPELLING/GRAMMAR that I missed**

MATURE CONTENT/ +18 AUDIENCE ONLY

Side notes: I know I’ve been neglecting my man Shang Chi but here’s some late father’s day material yall…

“I’m about five minutes away” you glanced at the rear view mirror checking on your dog Willow. 

“Ok I’m outside whenever you pull up” your mom replied. You gave a sigh before hitting the end call button on your speaker phone. Man did you love your pet dearly but you need a major break to keep up with your work schedule. Shang Chi was always there to be helpful with what he could and couldn’t do, but it was the fact that he was present for it all. One of your biggest fears was being left alone with raising your family but owning a dog first was something that was like a test run for both of you. But only if you were interested in having kids one day…. 

You pulled up to your mom’s driveway and heard the jiggling collar of your white puff dog in the back seat. 

“I’m surprised you remember this place” you unbuckle your seatbelt to open the back seat door for your companion.  

“I didn’t expect to dog sit this weekend, I have a life too you know” your mom sat on the porch of the house in a chair observing you from afar.

You held onto Willow’s  leash as he climbed out of the car. 

“Well it’s only for this weekend ma it would mean lot so I can catch up on some work” you huffed. 

“I’m only giving you a hard time” she waved her hand off to you. 

You approached the porch of your mom and handed her your dog’s leash before heading off. 

“Everything should be still left over from the other bag I left you for him. His food and treats should last until Sunday.” You scurried over to walk off the porch in a hurry to enjoy some freedom. 

“Yea yea we’ll be fine.. just us two. We get along just fine” Willow watched you intensely with his ears pulled back wondering where his owner was off to. 

“Thank you, you're the best!” You waved your hand bye before backing out of the driveway. 

    You drove back home and looked at your big house of a mess. There was dirty clothes laid everywhere and dishes in the sink from this morning. Meanwhile, your boyfriend sat lazily on the sofa without a care in the world. 

 “Aren’t you supposed to be packing for the work trip with me tomorrow?” You walk in front of the tv and block his view. 

“Yep and I already did bae” he pointed to his black duffle bag in the corner of the room. 

You laugh and shake your head. “I still need to pack can you at least help straighten up the living room or the kitchen while I look for some clothes myself?”

You gave him a cheeky grin before moving to your bedroom. 

Shang Chi pulled himself off the sofa and watch you off into the hallway. He smirked looking at your bottom in those pants. 

   As you went into your room you spot your own luggage and look into the closet you had. 

“Options options..” you push your clothes back and forth looking at the same outfits you already own. But you spot a sundress in the corner of your closet that you haven’t worn yet. 

“Hmm” you pull it out and examine the fabric. You did a full turn in the mirror to visualize how it might look. A big huff escapes your mouth to try it on. 

    You weren’t sure if it fit well enough and went to ask your boyfriend. Shang Chi was located in the kitchen doing the dishes. Before you called his attention, you watch him for a quick second being grateful for the man that he was. Your head slightly leaned against the doorway softly calling his name. 

  “Hey babe” you gave a sheepish smile. Shang Chi was leaned over the sink with the sleeves of his hoodie rolled up just enough to expose his biceps. 

  “What’s up?” He rinsed off a bowl with ease. 

“Do you like this dress?” You slowly expose yourself from the corner of the hall and give a goofy pose. 

   Shang Chi gave a huge laugh before responding back. “Turn around let me see the back” he chuckled. You turned around to reveal your backside. 

“It looks nice babe, you should come a little closer so I can get a better view of it” he smirked. 

 “Why? So you can feel something?” You giggled while doing a seductive walk over to him. Shang Chi dried his hands on a towel and leaned his back against the counter. 

“Come here” he grabbed you over by the waist and roamed his hands over your ass. 

“It feels nice too” he left trails of kisses down your neck. Your face grew flush before pushing his chest back some. 

“What do you think you’re doing? We gotta pack” you brushed hands up and down his chest. 

“Yea I know but what was I supposed to do when you tease me like that?” He bent down to kiss your soft lips. You smirk into the kiss and feel yourself crumble over his roaming hands. Your hands found their way over his hair. 

   Your panties began to moisten wanting him inside you. It’s been a week since your lover attended to you, and your emotions took over forgetting how much you ache for him. 

You push past him and leaned your body against him pushing your ass on his groin. 

  Shang Chi wasted no time and eagerly pushed your sundress up. “Come onnn” you whimper with your abdomen pressed against the sink.

 “I’m right  here” huskily pulled his basketball shorts down revealing his pre cum member ready for you. His hands pulled your panties down between your thighs before pushing his dick in your slick opening. Shang Chi balanced his arm with the counter towering over your shoulder. You hook your arm around his neck blissfully taking his size inside you.

 “Fuck” Shang Chi breathed heavily on your ear pushing every inch inside of you. You got a glimpse of yourself in the reflection of the kitchen window and snapped back to reality. “Wait….babe..” you moaned into his thrust. 

Shang Chi stopped. “You ok?” he asked concerned. “We forgot the condom” you whispered. 

“Trust me we don’t need it” he pulled the bra strap down of your dress and cupped your breast. 

You moan feeling his rough bare hand manhandling your chest. 

 “Fuck it” you felt his hand grab hold of your waist and thrust into you harder. You feel your slit tighten around him feeling him hit your g spot with harder thrusts. 

“Right there” you clench harder on the counter biting your lip. Shang Chi grew mesmerized watching his member push into you while wrinkling up your new dress.

“Babe please let me come inside you” Shang Chi groaned watching your ass crash into his waist.

“Whatever you want” your mind grew into a fog after hearing his deep voice. Shang Chi turned you around and ripped your panties completely off your legs. You squeal as he picked you up by your waist.

“Babe wha” you couldn’t finish before his strong arms hooked under your knees while your arms held onto his shoulder.

“Oh my god” your mouth dropped wide open, feeling him ram into you deeper. You look into his eyes pleading. Shang Chi drilled his eyes into yours feeling every inch of your wet pussy. Your thighs tremble with each stroke. The look of desperation on your cute face sprouted his cum all inside you. He gently laid you against the counter and carefully watched his cum stain around your thighs. “Where did that come from?” you lean against the counter for balance. Shang Chi searched for his shorts on the floor amused. 

 “Sundresses make me go crazy,” he smiled. 

         After the weekend passed you completely forgot about getting avplan b until one day you notice little symptoms different in your body. You look at your phone squinting in pain.

“Ughh” you rubbed your forehead looking for aspirin in a nearby draw. Shang Chi laid in bed while watching a game. “I told you to stop pushing yourself” he murmured. “I’m not I’m just getting some early period symptoms” you rolled your eyes taking the pills. “Sure” he smirked. 

  You furrowed your eyebrows at him. “I’m going to bed early” you clamped your laptop closed and snuggled close to his back. “Good night” 

  Later that night you woke up dizzy and snuck out of bed without waking Shang chi. You quietly closed the bathroom door and flicked the light on. In your pantry, you rummaged through the shelves for an emergency pregnancy test.

“I’m such an idiot,” you thought to yourself. You totally forgot to get the plan B weeks ago and now without question, you’re knocked up. 

   You took the test and sat on the toilet seat wondering what to do. With all the stress and tiredness built up inside you, this was the last thing to add to your life problems. The two lines on the test displayed with no lie in between. You took a deep breath and reluctantly snatched the test off the counter. You turn off the light and opened the bathroom door. You climbed back into bed and pulled Shang Chi’s arm back around your body. 

   “Shang Chi” you gently patted his bare chest.

“Mhmm” he responded.

“I’m pregnant” you whispered into his ear. “Oh, that’s good babe that means my plan worked” he slurred. 

“You said we were going to plan this???” your voice hitched.

“(y/n) you’re the love of my life and I won’t ever leave you. I want you to have my kids, not just our dog. We’ve been together for years now, and nobody will ever replace what we have….nobody..” he took the test out of your hands and threw it across the bed. “I love you and our future baby” he kissed the crown of your head and wrapped his arms tight around you promising to never let you go. 

[redheadspark]

May I have Shang-Chi from marvel with #3?

A/N - WOOHOO! I love this for Shang Chi, thanks for requesting this, anon!

6 Years

Summary - Katy wants to hear the story, again.

Warnings - Just some fluff

“Come on, you gotta tell me again!”

“I told you this story already, Katy,”

“I know, but she[’s better at telling the story than you,”

“Gee, thanks,” You said laughing as you leaned back in your chair, Shang Chi’s arm behind yours on the backrest as Katy was sitting across from you two in the deserted karaoke bar.  Shang took a good look at you, having you shrug as you looked over at Katy and shifted in your chair.

“It started about 3 weeks ago,” You explained to her, seeing Katy watch in wrapped attention as you kept going with the story, “Shang over here was convinced we need to get a deep dish pizza, at 12:30 in the morning,”

“In my defense,” Shang interrupted lightly in his chair, “I was craving it all day and I knew the only place in all of San Francisco that did deep dish after midnight: Papa Johnny’s, remember?”

“Duh,” Katy replied with a wave off to him, “Don’t interrupt and let her talk!”

“Anyways,” You said, Shang rolling his eyes as you chuckled, “I went along with him because I was also hungry, and there was nothing else to do after I finished that one paper I was working on.  So we go, and this one had the genius idea to take the trolly.  Word of advice Katy: never take the trolly after midnight.  Some of the weirdest people there, including Shang,”

“Hey!” Shang said, poking your side as you giggled.

“That’s when you found out?” Katy asked, you both shaking your heads.

“Nope, not on the trolly. We made it to the pizza parlor and had the deepish he wanted: Cheese with extra cheese.  I had to hand it to him, it was quite delicious and really good at 12:30 in the morning,”

“Totally called it,” Shang replied with a smug, thought you smacked him with your hand and he laughed, “I’m just saying, I knew it was going to be good!”

“After that, we were heading on our way home when the rain storm hit,” You went on with the story, grinning from the memory, “We tried to get a trolly but we missed the last one of the night.  So we walked.”

“In the rain?” Katy asked, you and Shang nodding as Katy gave a mocking romantic look, “How romantic.  That’s when you knew, right?”

“Not just yet,” Shang answered for her, “We both braved the rain and hid under cover at one of those pop-up pawn shops that were a block away from my place, the rain was coming down so hard we didn’t want to risk it.  So we were stranded for a good twenty minutes, and that’s when I kissed her.”

You beamed as Katy was mockingly throwing up, though some patrons around you were staring from hearing the noise.  Shang just glared at Katy as she laughed.

“It’s so cute it's gross, okay?” She asked with a shrug to him.

“And that…that is where we knew we loved each other,” You ended the story for her, looking from Katy over at Shang who was smiling just as big as you were.  It made your inside all warm and soothing, replaying that moment under the awning of the pawn shop with pouring rain around you and Shang pulling you in for a kiss.  It felt like heaven, even with the shivering cold from the rain and the small stale taste of the pizza on your tongue.  You still felt sparks from Shang, literally sparks in your stomach and all around your fingers and toes.  

“Man….your first soulmate date,” Katy said in a gasp, leaning back in her chair and crossing her arms, “Was it all it was meant to be and more?”

“I kind of wished I had more planned out, but I think it was perfect anyways,” Shang explained, though you rolled your eyes.

“I thought it was perfect, I wouldn’t change it,” You countered with him, “As far as soulmate dates go, ours is up there.”

“It’s true, I’ve heard of worst ones,” Katy hummed at Shang, “Like my second cousin’s first soulmate date: the stuff of literal nightmares.  Just be thankful that you two knew each other before you found out you were soulmates,”

You looked down at the small mark on your hand near your thumb, a distinct birthmark in the shape of a crescent on the space between your thumb and pointer finger.  It was a mark you were born with, always wondering who had the same mark themselves and if you were ever going to meet him.  Going through your childhood into your teen years, you still held onto that wonder and onto that notion of who it was.  When you would meet them.  What they would be like.

That all changed on Shang’s first day at your school.

Up until that point, you hide your mark on your hand, not wanting others to see and ask you twenty questions on if you ever met your soulmate or found them.  It wasn’t that you lost your hope for finding your soulmate, you would rather focus on other things and not too much on hope.  Shang first was your friend, meeting you through Katy and you two ended up good friends all the way through high school and beyond.  He was wonderful with you as a friend, you felt butterflies every once in a while with him because of his humor and his kindness to others. 

Finally, after one night hanging out together 1 month ago with Katy at your apartment, your sleeve slipped and your mark was showing.  Shang saw it, his eyes going big and he looked like he went into shock.  You were about to ask him what was going on when he looked at you dead in the eyes, reaching down to move down the sock on his right leg.  

A crescent, just like yours.

“I can’t believe my two best friends are soulmates, and it only took them about 6 years to figure It out!” Katy said in a huff.

“Thank you for the reminder, Katy,” You thanked her, though she winked and gestured to the bar behind her.

“I’ll get us another round of drinks,” She explained as she got up and literally skipped over.  You and Shang exchanged looked, Shang let you lean over to rest your head on his shoulder.

“Did you ever wish we got together sooner?” Shang asked you in curiosity.

“God no,” You replied, “We needed to be friends first before we realized we were soulmates.  I think it worked out perfectly,” 

“Me too,” Shang agreed, kissing the side of your head as you both watched Katy come back with three drinks in hand.

Yeah, 6 years of friendship and then being soulmates was perfect for you two.  

The End.

Soulmate Prompt Session

[coffee-with-bucky]

Tenderhearted Traditions

Summary: You and Shangchi spend quality time together while he teaches you how to make dumplings (水饺 =  shuí jiǎo) 

Pairing: Shang-chi x reader

Words: 1.2K

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: Minor spoilers for Shang-chi and the Legend of the Ten Rings

A/N: This idea was suggested by the lovely @sweetheart-syndrome​ and this is greatly inspired by my own experience with making dumplings with my mom. I want to note that just because my family and I are Chinese and Shangchi and his family are Chinese does not mean that we do the same traditions, obviously. However, I like to believe that some traditions, especially with making food do crossover with some families. That being said, I guess in a meta way, I’m showing a splice of my own life through Shangchi’s perspective. I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it!

Slipping your shoes off and closing the front door, your ears pick up the soft shuffling in your boyfriend’s small apartment kitchen.

“Babe?” You call out.

“In here!”

Entering the cramped kitchen, your lips immediately upturn into a smile.

Brows furrowed and tongue slightly caught in between teeth, Shangchi focuses on the dumpling in his flour-covered hands. Your gaze trails to his hands as you watch him gently fold and pitch the edge of the dough wrapper, creating pleats until the entire dumpling is sealed. Placing the dumpling on a plate sprinkled with flour that prevents the dough from sticking, he wipes his forehead with his forearm.

“Hey,” He grins, “I thought you weren’t off work for another hour.”

“Slow today. They let me off early,” You smirk and step closer to the counter, planting a kiss on the apple of his cheek, “Whatcha doin’?”  

“I was going to surprise you with some dumplings, shuí jiǎo, for dinner.” Shangchi chuckles, kissing your temple.

You eyed his prep layout, noticing the bowl with filling, a small bowl of water, and a plastic package with a stack of dough wrapper premeasured and shaped. Reaching for a wrapper, he spoons a ball of filling and nestles it into the center of the wrapper.

“Obviously, the dough can be made from scratch,” Sticking his finger into the bowl of water, he uses the water as an adhesive to stick the edges together, “But… It’s a lot of work to make the dough in my opinion. So, I bought premade wrappers to cut some corners. Don’t tell Katy’s mom and grandma because they’ll have my head.” He laughs.

With methodical hands and fingers, he simultaneously creates the pleats while closing the edges of the wrapper.

“Can I try making some?” You ask.

Shangchi’s eyes light up. “Sure thing! I’ll teach you.”

After washing your hands, Shangchi goes through the instructions with you, demonstrating each step until you get the hang of it. You put all your focus into the pleats of the dough and furrow your brows during the process. Shangchi glimpses over and watches you make dumplings, a smile breaking out onto his face and an overwhelming swell of pride surging through him as he notes your concentration.

You continue to create a handful of dumplings, placing them beside the ones Shangchi made.

“Mine are sort of scuffed.” You winced with a chuckle.

He shakes his head with a soft laugh, kissing the crown of your head. “I’ll tell you what my mom told me. It doesn’t matter what the shuí jiǎo look like. What’s more important is the time spent with each other while making them. And most importantly, eating them.”

As you and your boyfriend continue to make more dumplings, you tell him about your day and how your work was doing. Shangchi tells you his grocery shopping errands in Chinatown, recounting the market he went to pick up the ingredients for the dumplings.

Finishing the last few dumplings, you and Shangchi wash your hands at the kitchen sink together as he began to reminisce and explain why making dumplings held a special place in his heart.

“My mom taught us how to make shuí jiǎo when we were little just like how our grandmother taught her. We would sit in the kitchen and our parents would tell my sister and I stories from their childhood while we made them.” You gazed at Shangchi, the subtle yet sweet smile that laced upon his face never faltering. “Making the food she taught me reminds me to never forget how much she loved us and to keep upholding her legacy through this pastime. If I forget this tradition, I might forget the memories I have of her.”

You place a sudsy hand over his, stopping him from scrubbing his hands. “She sounds like a very lovely and kind woman. I can see how much love she gave to your family, and I know she would be proud of who you became to be.”

Shangchi grins, slipping his soapy fingers to interlace with yours. “She would have loved you if she had met you. Maybe ask you very bluntly if we’re getting married and if we’re giving her grandkids, but she would have adored you with open arms.”

You let out a gentle laugh, “And I would have loved her with open arms too.”

Shangchi tells you to boil the dumplings for about five minutes in hot water and as you watch the pot, he meanwhile heats up a container of soup given by Katy’s grandmother in the microwave.

As you stand by the stove and stir the pot, arms gently snake around your waist and a chin rests upon your shoulder. You smile and giggle softly as he plants kisses in the crook of your neck, trailing up until his lips peck against your jaw and cheek.

“You’re going to let the wrappers break if you overcook them, you know.” He smiles against your cheek.

“Well, while I’m not complaining, I’m a bit distracted at the moment. So, if they break, it’s on you.” You smirk.  

Turning your head, your nose gently brushes against his as he presses his lips to yours. The kiss is soft and tender, a kiss that makes warmth bloom across your cheeks and blossom in your chest where your heart lies. You can never get tired of kissing this man, especially when he deepens the kiss with a faint sigh, pressing his lips firmer yet delicately against yours. You feel his smile against your mouth, making you pull away for a moment as a laugh escapes your lips.

Suddenly a hiss comes from the pot, making you two abruptly pull away with wide eyes. The boiling water began to spill over the edge of the pot, sizzling when meeting the raw heat of the stove element.

Swiftly turning off the stove, you quickly move the pot onto another stove element, letting it simmer down. With hands on your hips, you turn around, glaring at Shangchi who has a sheepish smile on his face.

“So… I might have distracted you for a bit too long…” He cringes, coyly rubbing the back of his neck.  

You don’t hold the glare too long as you burst out laughing with a shake of your head.

After serving the dumplings and soup into bowls, you take your first bite and your tastebuds are immediately met with flavoursome notes. The warmth of the dumplings and soup gave you an instant feeling of comfort, a blanket of coziness.

“This is so delicious and comforting.” You sigh, hopping onto the edge of the kitchen counter.

There is a twinkle in his brown eyes you can’t quite discern, but his soft gaze on you makes your heart flutter. “Well, I’m glad you like it.” Shangchi grins, sipping down the last remnants of his soup.

As you finish your last bite and the rest of the soup, Shangchi strolls over to you, standing in between your legs and wrapping his arms around your middle.

You sling your arms around his shoulders before kissing the corner of his mouth and chin.

“Thank you for teaching me how to make shuí jiǎo and sharing your experience with me.” You admire, playing with the ends of his hair at the nape of his neck. “I love you.”

“And thank you for letting me teach you and for letting me make them with you, babe.” He smiles, pecking your nose and pulling you into a hug. “Love you too.” He muffles into your shoulder.

The dumplings and soup warmed you from the inside out, and Shangchi warmed you from the outside in.

[crazycookiecrumbles]

A Friendly Reunion

A Friendly Reunion

Pairing: Shang-Chi x Stark!Reader, platonic Sam/Bucky x Stark!Reader

Warnings: swearing, implied sex (barely), boys being dumb

Summary: You’re enjoying an afternoon out with your boyfriend and his bestie when two relics from your past decide to ambush the event,

(gifs not mine)

“Holy shit!”

Your eyebrows scrunched together at Katy’s outburst. You, Shang-Chi, and Katy had been laughing over comments on his infamous Bus Boy video when she suddenly shouted this. You realized she was looking behind you, and you wondered if you were about to turn around and face some random monster of the week.

One hand rested on your shoulder, the other rested on your head like you were an arm rest, and this very simple action had you staring straight ahead wishing you suddenly had the power of teleportation, and not seismic abilities, so you could get out of there.

“(Y/N) Stark. How you doing?” Sam Wilson’s voice was heard and you just waited for someone else in particular to chime in.

“Doing pretty well for herself, I’d say. She’s hanging out with uh, what is it, those viral sensations now,” Bucky Barnes remarked.

“Holy shit,” Katy repeated.

You wanted to die.

It’s not that you hated Sam or Bucky at all. It was quite the opposite. You’d all grown very close, given your marriage to Steve, your dad, being part of the team; and you loved the two of them very much, like your own relatives you only wanted to see once a year even though you got along so well. But this was not one of those times you wanted to see these two very overprotective, childish, grown man-babies who had just grabbed a chair each and slid them into the table as they each took a seat.

You laughed nervously at your boyfriend and Katy, and turned your head to Bucky to glare at him and ask him, very, very rudely in Spanish, what the fuck he was doing there.

Bucky smiled and turned his attention to Shang-Chi, “She just cursed me out and asked why we’re here. Didn’t even introduce us first, some manners, right?”

“Oh my fucking god,” you muttered under your breath.

“Bucky, this is Sam,” He said. And while he was right-handed, he made a point of shaking Shang-Chi’s hand with his left hand just a little too firmly. “What’s your actual name, bus boy?”

“Shaun for the last ten years of lying. Shang-Chi, as of recently,” Katy informed the two men as Sam shook Shang-Chi’s hand next. “I’m Katy, his best friend, amazing driver. I’m kind of awesome.”

“Hi, I’m (Y/N) and I’m confused. Why are you both here?”

“We just wanted to see how you were doing, you know, check up on our girl,” Sam said as he stole food off of your plate and eyed your boyfriend suspiciously, “See who she’s been up to.”

“Subtle, Sam,” Bucky chuckled.

“No, no, no, I don’t like this shit when you two get along and are on the same page,” you protested.

“It’s okay, (Y/N).” Shang-Chi smiled a bit and nodded his head. “Don’t worry, I get it.”

“As you should, you’re the same way. ‘Oh, Katy, don’t date Ricky, you’re much too good for that loser. What about Toby?’ Like, really? The fuck kind of name is Toby?”

“Seriously?” He scoffed, “The dude’s name was Icky Ricky, and Toby is what you had a problem with?”

Bucky looked between everyone and pointed his chopsticks at you before digging into your food, “We also wanted to let you know that we settled that Walker situation.”

“Yeah? I saw the news. I guess he won’t be asking me to make a public statement on his behalf anymore,” you glanced to Shang-Chi, “So, you know how I uh--”

“Had a secret life as Tony’s kid and married Captain America? Yes, yes, I’m aware of that now.”

“Great! They wanted me to publically present the shield to fucko’s replacement after Sam gave it up.” You spared a quick glance at Sam who shrugged and drank your drink, “Guys! Stop eating my food. What do you want? You did not come all the way down here to eat my food and tell me you got the shield back and put a dumb white boy in his place. What do you want?”

“We wanted to meet him,” Bucky said, glancing in Shang-Chi’s direction. “Wanted to see who’s got our girl wrapped up so tightly she won’t even return our calls.”

“We also might need some repairs,” Sam added.

You did not anticipate this. You looked to Shang-Chi and Katy, the two of them sharing an identical look with one another before turning to you and shrugging, which kind of wasn’t the answer you wanted to hear. You would’ve loved for both of them to say, oh, no, you were all busy, you had plans, but they didn’t, because both of them were plenty excited to see these two as well.

“My car’s outside,” you sighed.

“We know,” Sam grinned. “We broke in and put our stuff inside.”

“What the fuck -- How did -- Wednesday didn’t alert me!”

“Oh, I still have your security code memorized,” Bucky said easily, shoving another piece of food in his mouth. “Didn’t you used to change it every few months? You’re slacking.”

“Oh my fucking god....”

You looked to Shang-Chi who was trying so, so very hard, for your sake, to not laugh about this entire situation. He thought it was endearing and cute that your two friends showed up and surprised you like this. Sure, they were embarassing you, but was that not the whole entire point of friendship? Besides, it was finally nice to see someone from your life that wasn’t a criminal or arch nemesis.

The five of you went out to your truck, and you saw that they did, in fact, put their belongings in your trunk. You shook your head and climbed into the driver’s seat as Bucky and Sam argued over shotgun.

“Shang-Chi gets the front seat with me. You two are in the back with Katy, deal with it.”

You all climbed in. Bucky asked for Shang-Chi to move his seat up, and he quickly obliged. Bucky slowly turned to smirk in Sam’s direction and flip him off. Sam rolled his eyes and did the same action, both oblivious to Katy sitting there in the middle and enjoying this entire interaction.

“This is a sandwich I’m delighted to be a part of,” Katy confessed.

As you started the car, Shang-Chi reached over and squeezed your hand, “You good? Do you want to ditch them?”

“Yes, but I’m good,” you smiled and squeezed his hand. 

Grinning, he brought your hand up to his lips and kisssed your knuckles. A chorus of screaming errupting from the back as these children started to coo at the two of you. You shook your head and pressed your forehead against your steering wheel, muttering to yourself in Spanish so no one could understand you cursing them out -- forgetting in that moment that Bucky could hear you and understand you.

“Hey, you love us. Don’t act like you want to make our hearts stop beating just because we think that was cute,” Bucky chastised you. “Also, please, drive. We’re going to kill this poor girl between us.”

“It’s a fine way to go. One of the better options, I’d say, “Katy remarked.

In your new West Coast home, you kicked your shoes off as soon as you entered and told them to make themselves comfortable. Your AI, Wednesday, greeted everyone kindly. Immediately they went to the kitchen for snacks, as you went to get your tools and get started on fixing everything. 

By the time you were in the living room with everything you needed, they were entering your living room with drinks and snacks. You thought nothing of it, preparing yourself to sit in silence and work while Katy and your loving boyfriend got stories out of the two men.

Yet as you sat on the ground, Shang-Chi took his seat next to you and offered you a drink. You glanced at him in surprise before smiling and thanking him with a kiss on the cheek.

“And some brain food,” He said quietly, handing you a bowl of your favorite snacks. “Let me know if you need anything.”

“Thanks, but I’m good! Enjoy their stories.”

“Still, tell me if you want anything,” He reminded you and remained by your side as he turned his head to listen to Katy ask them about fighting aliens.

As you started to work on Sam’s wings, you realized that there really wasn’t anything major that he couldn’t fix. These were the simplest, most basic repairs that he could do out on the field with a small toolkit. Confused, you looked up to see Sam watching you. He just smirked and nodded in your direction as you shook your head at him.

Of course this was all planned. Regardless, you did the tiny repair in minutes, making a mental note that you needed to get back at Sam and invade his life at some point.

“So what’s that jacket thing I’ve been seeing?” Bucky asked Shang-Chi. “You just, like, took off your jacket, still kicked a dude’s ass, and put it back on? How?”

“I--I don’t know how to explain it,” He laughed sheepishly and ran a hand through his hair. “It kind of just happens.”

“Yeah. It was awesome.” Katy added. “Here I am all these years defending him by screaming song lyrics and he could’ve just punched everyone out like that!” She snapped her fingers for emphasis.

“Well it’s not really hiding if I’m hitting everyone, is it, Katy?” He retorted.

“I’m sorry, do you still think Shaun is hiding from Shang-Chi? Are we doing that again?” Katy asked.

He groaned, “Here we go--”

“Really! Like naming myself Hal from Dal.”

“I was 15!”

“I was 15!” She mocked him as he shook his head and drank his beer.

“Don’t feel bad,” Bucky chimed in, “Stark over here got sent on an undercover mission -- sometimes that’s hard with her--”

“Because she’s so recognizable?” Katy asked.

“No, the attitude.” Sam laughed. 

“Hey!” You frowned. “I’m a pure delight.”

“Her cover was blown in five minutes because she told the guy, ‘eat my ass you geriatric looking camel.’ Who says that to the mark that we’re after?!” Sam said.

“He grabbed my tit!” You argued. “And you’re lucky I was the one that broke the cover first and not Steve! He straight up wanted to snap that guy’s neck for doing that.”

“You were literally supposed to get close to him to get into his office and get launch codes,” Bucky reminded you.

“Oh,” You muttered. “Well, see, that’s why Nat and Wanda were better at undercover.”

There was a heavy pause as the three of you remembered your friends. Wanda, MIA for awhile now and not returning anyone’s calls, and Natasha, dead trying to help restore the world to what it was.

Shang-Chi slipped his hand into yours and gave it a squeeze. You smiled at him and squeezed his hand back as you suggested you ordered a pizza. Slipping away, you went to find your computer and place an order for a few pies (Bucky could never stop eating thanks to that serum of his, and Shang-Chi just had a bottomless pit for a stomach).

Now that you were out of the area, the men turned their attention to Shang-Chi, while Katy grinned, grabbed some chips, and sat back for the show.

“Ah, big brother time?” Shang-Chi asked.

“Damn straight,” Sam agreed and looked quickly to make sure you weren’t coming. “We love that girl. She’s been through absolute shit, and it doesn’t help that our boy contributed to that.”

“She seems happy with you, so we’re not going to rip you limb from limb just yet,” Bucky added. “But don’t take her for granted, got it? You are the luckiest kid on the planet right now.”

“That’s right,” Sam nodded. “And if we ever find out you hurt her or break her heart, we’re flying down here, and we are going to make another viral video out of you.”

Katy cringed, “Is this turning into a snuff film?”

“What? Ew, no,” Bucky cringed. “No, no one is doing any of that right now! Or in the future, it would just be murder -- we’re getting at murdering your best friend here.”

“Ah, right.” Katy nodded and ate her chips. “Continue.”

Shang-Chi laughed, “Really, Katy?”

“What? We both know when the time comes that I’ll just start singing the lyrics to Hotel California and they’ll get distracted quick enough that you can kick their asses. Easy.”

“Oh, kick our asses?” Sam asked. “No, no, no, I don’t think so.”

“I don’t know, man, I’m kind of born for this, “Shang-Chi joked.

“No one is kicking anyone’s asses, you children,” You remarked as you returned to the living room and stood behind Bucky. 

Shang-Chi watched as you and Bucky spoke to each other in Spanish, the only two in the room who oculd understand what the other was saying, and he wondered if this is what you felt like when he and Katy would make a secret joke to one another. He watched as you laughed and smacked his shoulder, the one word he did understand you calling him was ‘idiota’, as Bucky joined you in laughing and explained to Sam, who asked, that they were just making fun of him and his dumb wings. Shang-Chi wasn’t sure he believed that at all, but he didn’t need to ask.

After pizza and beers were consumed, Sam and Bucky said they were going to a hotel. You had offered them to stay, but they both shared a look before shaking their heads and commenting that they’d leave too early in the morning and didn’t want to disturb you. Katy offered to split an Uber with them, which is exactly what they ended up doing, as Shang-Chi stood behind to help you clean up and talk to you.

“You should see them more often,” He commented as he washed dishes.

You raised an eyebrow, “What?”

“Your friends, your family, you know, back in New York? You should see them more often,” He told you as he washed the dishes in the sink and rinsed them. “They care about you, a lot, obviously.”

You chuckled, “Wow, that’s rich.”

He sighed and shut off the water, “Look. I know I’m the absolute last person talking about lives we left behind and family, but..they came all the way here to check on you, to make sure you were okay. They came here to see who you were hanging out with and who you were seeing. Those guys love you in their own kind of silly, childish way, and I think they just miss you and want to make sure you’re okay and taking care of yourself, since they can’t look after you.”

You sighed and sat on the counter next to where he was standing. He leaned against the sink and stared at you as you spoke to him, “Steve told them to look after me. Which was annoying. Like, you left me, and now you want our friends to look after me because you broke our vows? Fuck off.” You shrugged and let your head roll back as you stared at the ceiling. “Sometimes it’s just hard looking at them and remembering what we all had together.”

Shang-Chi jumped onto the counter next to you and wrapped an arm around your shoulders and pulled you in to rest on him as he hugged you, “At least you still got them in your life, and you know they’re there for you. Try to focus on that.”

You nodded and sighed heavily, “How’d you get so wise?”

“Oh, you know, being me. Being awesome,” He grinned while you rolled your eyes. “Come on, the Winter Soldier and Captain America like me. I’m so awesome.”

“They like a show called Dog Cops too, that’s not high praise.”

“Hey!” He gasped as you jumped off the counter and ran away from him, “Get back here! How dare you compare me to a show called Dog Cops?! Is that even real?!”

“It’s a high honor!” You lied, “Totally not the dumbest show written in existence!”

“Are you saying I’m dumb?”

“I’m saying, thank god you’re so pretty,” you retorted.

You shrieked when he caught up to you and whacked you over the head with a pillow. You ran away from him in search of your own pillow from the sofa and ended up having a completely overpowered, ridiculous pillow fight in the living room that ended in the both of you laughing on top of each other in a mess of feathers and stuffing, panting as you draped yourselves over the sofa.

“Hey, there’s a letter here,” Shang-Chi took the note and raised his eyebrows. “Oh.”

“Oh?” You snatched it out of his hand and read it.

Hey, kids! Don’t forget to use protection. Some of us are too young to be grandparents yet. Some of us. And don’t forget to give us a call once in awhile, we’re still family, you nerd. But seriously, condoms.

Love, your favorites.

You groaned, “I hate them.”

“No, you don’t,” Shang-Chi chuckled, “But on the subject of condoms....I feel like there’s more activities for us to do today.”