I love watching the AH Let’s plays with prop hunt/obj hunt XDDD
11 drafts, one of which is a gifset. Debating how to do this while also working on the fic stuff so I can get more posted XD I only have like…six or seven? The full masterlist is here [more chapters and such are in queue so they’re waiting to post so I can add the links, but yeah].
Also, I found a gifset that matches a drabble I wrote and I was floored cuz I didn’t know if anyone else saw it, but I’ll give more details when I get back if anyone wants to know; otherwise you’ll wait until I post the drabble later tonight.
Emma let out a soft chuckle. “I can’t imagine having more than one at a time. Thanks,” she said, taking the water bottle. “I don’t know how it happened, either. But it’s my job to find people, so… I thought I’d see how some of the people were doing.”
Peter chuckled. “Well, long story short, I wasn’t myself for a while and turned a teen, and his friends have since kind of joined the ranks in one form or another.” he explained. “But all of them know better than to leave my manor is such a mess.” He shook his head as he moved to sit down. “Oh that’s right. You were a PI or Bondsperson, right?” It had been a while since he’d seen the blonde, and some memories from the odd version of New York he’d been living in were hazy. “I’m glad you seem to be well. Did you find your husband?”
Steve whined and moaned as Tony began to kiss and lick along the bonding gland. HE tilted his head to one side, his whole body starting to react, tightening around Tony’s length. “Yes… yes I’m sure,” he whimpered softly. “I need you… want you… wanna be bonded to you…”
It took every once of willpower not to bite into that spot, wanting just a little longer but knowing that bonding would make it so much better. Tony nuzzled along the place where the gland was, gently nipping at it as his hips rolled, trying to find that one spot that would override the pain of his breaking the skin. “My mate. Mine.” he breathed heatedly, almost shaking at the thought that Steve wanted him.
Steve looked up and nodded slowly. “It’s getting easier to eat again,” he said quietly. “Not everything tastes like ash anymore.” HE dropped his gaze to his hand. “I… I don’t know how much Peter has told you but… when Thanos did… what he did… we lost… a lot. Bucky, T’Challa, Wanda, Vision, Sam… found out from That the list also included Peter and someone he’d only recently met that was fighting for us named Stephen Strange. Some kind of… sorcerer or something. I don’t know. We still have yet to hear from Clint or Scott. Fury’s gone, too.” He began to shake a bit as he spoke and he swallowed hard.
“We don’t know how to fix what Thanos did; or if we even can. Bruce and Tony are working to find Scott Lang and Hank Pym to see if there’s something they can do through… whatever it is they do. I don’t know. I still don’t understand it all. Meanwhile, the rest of us… what’s left of us… have gone home to try and… recover… get ready for the next fight when it comes.”
Peter leaned over to press a kiss to Steve’s head, closing his eyes as he listened.
Derek moved to sit at the chair situated by the desk. “He told us enough to appease everyone else.” he began, listening and watching his alpha as Steve spoke. This wasn’t easy on Steve or Peter, and the wolf tried to remember that as he nodded a little.
“I heard from Clint. He and the kids are safe.” Stiles said softly. “I’m just trying to figure out why everywhere else was hit so hard…and then we only lost Theo.”
“We lost people who meant more to us than that chimera bastard.” Peter growled low, pain in his words.
“I know that, Peter, don’t growl at me.” Stiles huffed. “I mean in the moment, as it happened, the only one we lost that was here was Theo.” He looked down, thinking. “Maybe I can find something in the records.”
It may be that your body is lacking something specific and what you’ve been eating doesn’t have whatever it is?
Maybe? I don’t even know anymore. I”ve been mixing it up… protein, veggies, fruit, carbs… just… nothing seems to lessen my hate of food right now.
I don’t know. IT just sounds familiar. My mom goes through it sometimes where she hates eating but she does it until we make something or go somewhere and suddenly she can eat again and it’s like got a lot of something specific. Like there was one time she hated food for like a month and then we had salad with spinach and all of a sudden she was eating spinach salads for like a week and then she was fine.
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