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âyâthink?â  heâs trying to hide his smirk.
   âmhm,â she hums, smirking subtly. âbut maybe you should take it off again so i can confirm.â

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âyâthink?â  heâs trying to hide his smirk.
   âmhm,â she hums, smirking subtly. âbut maybe you should take it off again so i can confirm.â

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   small starter call. these will be done today and tomorrow <3
   â-- Do you have ANY idea where that thing came from?â
@thewonderingsorceressâ - { starter call }
   âIâm just saying... you look MUCH better without the uniform.âÂ
@diedsavingâ - { starter call }
   small starter call. these will be done today and tomorrow <3

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Tony Stark  || Steve Rogers || Wade Wilson || Carol Danvers ||     Khan    ||   Han Solo
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@worldwarvetâ
He snorted, shaking his head a bit before taking the tweezers and replacing them with electrical tape. âYeah, yeah, donât go doing victory laps quite yet. Now we need to tape the wires before they all start rubbing against each other. Since youâre so good, why donât you do it?â At least this would hold him over until he could get himself back home, where he had miles of extra cabling he could use to fix this. heâd also be able to buff out any of the scratches and dents, but cosmetic wear and tear was the least of his concern. âWhereâd you get handy anyway? You didnât strike me as an engineer.â
   âYouâre right, I AM that good. Thank you for noticing.â Her voice is a little muffled around the torch, but the amusement lacing her tone is very clear. Smirking around the torch for just a moment, Carol refocuses on what sheâs doing and sets about taping up the wires to make sure they donât touch. She snorts softly at his comment about her being an engineer, and glances up at him with an arched eyebrow-- the effect maybe lessened by the torch hanging out of her mouth. âNo? I can rebuild planes, Bucky. I do a lot of my own repairs on my ships. No time for hanging around waiting for someone else to do it for me.âÂ
@fasciinatingâ
Spock catches the small shift in her attention. he follows her pivot to the overgrown mass behind her. though, it lives, still, it has not moved ; the large mountain of its back rises & falls. slowly, freely, as if merely asleep. a compliment of her white-edged strength. & even fortuitous, on more occasions than simply this one. he is immediate to continue, however. unfazed, despite being inwardly subject to his own pride in her abilities. his shoulder brushes hers quietly â just barely, when he proceeds past her electrified presence & along the path. the fact that Carol enjoyed the confrontation ( perhaps, too much ) has not gone unnoticed. â yes, Captain, â he says, hands loose at the small of his back. â this way â. â
Spockâs lips twitch in her favor, â statistically speaking, you may yet have another opportunity to display your prowess should you choose. â
   Carol canât fight off the smile that lifts her lips when he brushes by her, the contact fleeting and minute but definitely noticed. Spock is very aware of his body and his proximity, he doesnât ever ACCIDENTALLY brush by something.Â
   humming softly, she turns on her heel and watches him for only a moment before smiling privately to herself and following after him. thereâs something incredibly enjoyable about being on a mission with Spock. just being around him in any setting, really, makes Carol happy.
   she laughs softly at his next words, catching up with him to walk side-by-side as she glances around them. heâs not wrong. where thereâs one giant creature intent on killing you, thereâs usually another.
   âmm... maybe. or maybe iâll let you kick some butt.â she glances at him from the corner of her eye, a grin tugging up the edges of her mouth. âi like watching you work, too.â
@starforcecommanderâ
It was almost funny how the tables could have turned. So many years ago she was the one waking him up, telling him about her own nightmares, and now he was the one tormented by dreams of events that had happened so so many decades ago. Never directly looking at Carol, gaze instead focused on the night sky above them, Yon took a deep breath before beginning. âIt was decades ago before I brought you to Hala. It was my very first mission I went on, with my older brother. We were ambushed. It was an ambush all along. If I had been more prepared and not such a coward IâŚ. I could have fought them back. Instead, Yor-Narr stayed behind so I could stay safe.â
   âThatâs not... Yon, thatâs not your fault. You can never truly be prepared for every outcome, you know that-- sometimes things are just out of your control.â She sighs softly, looking across at him for a moment before she draws her gaze off to the grass in front of her. âHe wouldnât want you blaming yourself-- I know I donât know him, but I know that much. He was your big brother, he wouldâve done anything to protect you no matter what. Accidents happen, Yon, and with it being your first mission of course youâd be nervous. You canât blame yourself, okay?â She nudges him gently with her shoulder, glancing back at him again. âIs this whatâs been keeping you up?â
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âI mean, I know youâre the most prodigious troublemaker in the universe, which is saying something given both Loki and Rocket even exist. But to your compliment, I still think yours is the best kind of trouble, and it is a big universe out there,â he supplied as his hands wove through the motions to bring up an image of the region that had been under assault of late, and every spectrum of energy scale even the sorcerers understood of what had been assaulting it. âItâs not anything I recognize, which narrows it down but not necessarily in a way thatâs helpful for you. But it seems to have an odd sort of⌠mutated solar radiation? I only say that in comparison to how our sun behaves, but the energy coming through it is from a hugely different source than what is even in this quadrant of space for the most part, so far as I know.â
   âNow THAT is a compliment if ever Iâve heard one. And I totally agree with you, Doctor, my kind of trouble really is the best kind. Iâm glad someone notices.â She smiles to herself, before bringing her focus to the image that Stephen brings up. She studies the actual area, first, before shifting her eyes across the spectrum of energy to see whether or not she can pick one out as something she recognizes. âThat is unusual...â She concedes, furrowing her brow a little in her concentration as she studies it. âItâs not something I immediately recognize... but it looks like something SIMILAR to a quadrant that Iâve been to. I would need to feel it. Can we go there?âÂ

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   he is a HORRID tease. she should have known, really, that asking him to sit patiently whilst she finished her work wasnât going to end well. heâs never been particularly good at sitting still and doing nothing.
   she hadnât expected him to do THIS, though. her work sits forgotten on the desk as her fingers grip the edge of her desk, her head tipped back against her chair and her thighs spread a little where sheâs seated. god he knows exactly how to work her up and she hates it. she doesnât.
   heâs thankfully tinted the windows, but she still needs to try and keep quiet, and thatâs becoming increasingly difficult with the way heâs rolling those rough fingertips across her sensitive clit. her thighs tremble, and she barely hears what he says, taking a moment to process it as she moans quietly under her breath.
   âfuck-- iâd be HAPPY to give you a lesson, captain.â she teases, before she grabs his wrist and pulls his hand out of her pants, a little regretfully. rising to her feet, she drags him forward and pushes him down into the chair, settling herself in his lap without missing a beat.
   theyâre doing this here. NOW. because she canât wait until they get back to their room. her fingers work swiftly to get his pants open, pulling his cock free from his underwear, and she brings her free hand up to cup against his jawline.Â
   âready to learn?â the grin she shoots him is entirely playful, but it fades into a soft parted lip moan as she lowers herself down onto him. she sinks down until heâs nestled DEEP inside of her, her fingers clutching at his hair now, her inner walls trembling. sheâd already been close, but with him nestled inside her sheâs not sure sheâs going to last long.
@worldwarvetâ
Bucky looked down at his hands, then around the room. He hadnât brought a gun⌠this time. And to his knowledge, there were no pastries in this roomâreally, he could go for a cannoli. If Airforce here was holding out on him and hiding the sweet treats, she was gonna get it.
âWhat cannolis? What am I missing? There better be something with chocolate in my future, Danvers, or there will be hell to pay.â
   âHuh... Figured youâd have a gun. You ALWAYS have a gun.â She squints playfully at him for a moment, for ruining her joke, before she produces a box from the bag tucked behind her legs.
   âI bring sweet pastry.â She sets the box down and flips it open. Inside, thereâs a couple cannolis and a couple of chocolate donuts. âAnd if this doesnât make me your favorite person for at least a few minutes you donât get any.â
@fasciinatingâ
word of the captainâs victory is as obvious as he sees it. Spock observes her standing on its insentient form, stood proud, her hands glowing in a spectacular image of raw, unfiltered power, & yet she entertains, smiles even â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â perhaps, in jest or playfulness ( he has yet to discern which ), the possibility of failure, reassuring him of best intentions, in spite of these things. she returns to him ; the slide of her eyes, not unnoticed. ah. it is flirtatious. Spock should have known. â I suggest nothing, Captain. â he leans, eyeing it over her shoulder. it does not move. nor does he assume it will for some great time. for its own sake, at least, â perhaps, now â we may proceed with our mission? â the interruption was of little difference / Carol had disposed of their problem ( as inaccurate as that description is ) rather quickly. & without a hair flung out of place.Â
â there is, after all, still the matter of dilithium we must procure. âÂ
   Carol casts a glance over her shoulder when he suggests that they do nothing, her eyes flickering across the beast momentarily. to be fair, it doesnât look like itâs going anywhere anytime soon, so sheâs probably not going to have to carry it somewhere further away. which is good.Â
   when she looks back at Spock, her expression almost instinctively lightens, a smile plastering itself onto her features even though, really, she should get focused on the mission at hand. she simply enjoys being in their presence-- whether theyâre working or in the privacy of their cabins.
   âright-- that. i almost forgot.âÂ
   sheâd maybe had a little bit too much fun there. itâs been a long time since sheâs had the opportunity to punch something using her ACTUAL strength.Â
   âlead the way then, Commander.âÂ
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â were you with him/her? âÂ
â why is she/he calling you? â
â do they know weâre together? â
â were you with him/her? â
â i donât want you seeing them anymore â
â did she/he make a pass at you? â
â i know you were with her/him â
â you belong to me â
â i canât believe you were with her/him â
â i donât like the way heâs/sheâs looking at you â
âim NOT jealous â
â i thought you only had eyes for me â
â he/she canât make you feel the way i make you feel â
â youâre too good for her/him â
âis there someone else?â
â you were flirting with them â
â they were flirting with you â
â i donât want you talking to them again â
â i canât stop picturing you with him/her â
â the thought of you with him/her makes me sick â
â tell me i have nothing to worry about â
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â i got a bed in the other room. â
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   Carol smiles into his mouth when she hears his speak, her fingers cupping either side of his face, and she draws away with a soft nip to his bottom lip. âMm⌠You do, donât you?â She breathes, her eyes flicking across his features slowly, before she takes a small step back.Â
   His pupils are blown, his hair a mess thanks to her fingers tangling through it, and he looks GORGEOUS. Chewing on her bottom lip, Carol takes another step back, fingers lifting to work her shirt up and over her head. The fabric is tossed aside, and Carol turns away from him, heading toward the door to his bedroom with just a little added sway to her steps.
   âYou coming?âÂ
â work your hips for me â
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