#this time.....

Spider-Man: Um, the Avengers are busy, and I need you to help me...um...get off an extremely tall mountain. I ran out of web-shooter fluid too.

Deadpool:...

Spider-Man: Oh great.

Deadpool: Listen babyyy...ain't no mountain high, ain't no valley low,

Spider-Man: Oh my god, Wade.

(Continues) Ain't no villain evil... No matter how far! Just call my name and I'll be there in a hurry!!! You might have to worry a little bit... Cause baby there...Ain't no mou-

Spider-Man: Oh, hey Natasha!! Can you take me back to the tower?

(Spider-Man hangs up call)

Now by no means was Tohma some sort of scared baby, but to ignore the fact that being by herself for the first time in her life --- truly and genuinely without the familiarity of a bond --- made her uncomfortable would’ve been extremely ingenuous of her... Amber hues cast about the mostly barren land, some animals catching her gaze as she scans.

And then something that isn’t an animal. It was shaped very much like herself! And---

       “ Woah! ---Your armor! “   Flying was second nature, and rather than rushing forward on feet, Tohma found herself darting through the air to close the space between herself and the Force-clad figure. She hasn’t even landed near the person yet and she’s already shouting out at them again.   “ Hey! Where’d you get that armor! “

The flames fought their ways through corridors and tore across wallpaper. They wormed their way under beds and up the stairs. They destroyed everything in their paths. Except for her.

So there, through the embers and smog of the house she’d never return to, through the flames that yearned to take her too, she cried.

Her tears brought the rain, the rain brought the floods. The floods put out the fires. But what does crying do to help recover what has been lost? What good is the falling rain against the sweltering rage of a wildfire? And what good is putting out a fire when everything you love has already been reduced to ash?

Sometimes the only thing you can do is cry.

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A/N: AHH THANK YOU ANON!! YOURE AMAZING AND I LOVE YOUU 💕💕💕

A CONTINUATION FROM THIS ASK

Angst requests closed until I clear out some of these!! 

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You closed your eyes and prayed to whoever was listening that Zabdiel would make it out okay. 

The only sound you were greeted with was that of his heart monitor; a steady rhythm to remind you that he was in fact still alive. 

Squeezing his hand a little tighter, maybe it’d be enough to awaken your sleeping giant. But it didn’t work. He still rests peacefully. 

“If we weren’t so stubborn, we wouldn’t be here right now, huh.” You sniffle, trying to make sense of it all. “I know we said so many things to each other, things I wish I could take back... But baby, I need you to come back to me, okay?” 

Hours passed and still, he lay unconscious beside you. The Doctors grew anxious, he should’ve been up by now. You dared not to listen to the rumors or their attempts at telling you everything would be okay.

A few days had passed and you still sat next to Zabdiel. His hand in yours as you read aloud your favorite book. 

“Y/N... When was the last time you went home?” A voice distracts you. 

Looking over your shoulder, you wave them in, “Joel. Hey.” You get up from your seat and stretch, embracing the other in a tight hug. “It’s uhm– Been a few days. I couldn’t leave him, ya know?”

“Well you should.” He plugs his nose, “You’re starting to smell and if nothing wakes Zabdiel up, then your body odor definitely will.”

You smack Joel in the arm but realize it has been a hot minute since you returned home.

“Alright. Fine.” You agree. “But if he wakes up, you call me.”

“Of course.”

With quivering legs, you take Zabdiel’s hand and stand over him to place a gentle kiss on his forehead. 

“Te amo, mi amor.” You whisper, “I’ll be back in a few hours.”

A shift from your boyfriend, a slight groan escapes his lips. Your heartbeat quickens

“Nena, espera.” A hoarse voice stopped you. His grasp tightens on your hand  just as you were about to let go. 

“Can we get a doctor in here?” Joel exclaims, rushing out of the room. 

comin right up (ᵕᴗᵕ ✿)

their height difference is insane. muriel is like two whole ass feet taller than rei it’s ridiculous. she can’t even kiss his tiddies without going on tiptoes it’s so sad. actual kissing is like. a whole complicated affair. muriel has to lean way, way down and rei has to learn how to stand en pointe bc how else is she gonna kiss her man?? even then it’s not super comfy so kissing ends up (sadly) restricted to when muriel is sitting down, or both of them are sitting/lying down, or when there’s a convenient step for rei to get up on. tragic

eventually muriel learns to just. pick her up. arms around her waist, bracing her against his chest so he can kiss her without, you know, breaking his neck. rei is 100% on board with this. she adores the feeling of being able to swing her feet in the air while smooching muriel, especially because she knows he’ll never, ever drop her

rei loves pressure stimming!! hence the best way to tell her u love her is to just. squish her. and with muriel she’s just like “please… squish me… im begging u…” but he’s too afraid of actually squishing her so mostly he just lets her splay across his chest and wraps his big beefy arms around her and that’s enough. sometimes tho she just really wants to be squished so muriel rests his head on her tiddies and drapes one (1) arm and like one-third (1/3) of his chest across her and she’s satisfied. he gets head scritches in the bargain so it’s win-win

at some point muriel starts letting rei tie his hair back for him. because like, one day he realizes he doesn’t need (or want) to hide his face so much anymore, so every morning as part of their routine rei ties it back in a lil ponytail for him to keep it out of the way while he goes about his day. when it gets too long for his liking he asks her to trim it for him too. he won’t let just anyone get close to him with a pair of scissors but if it’s rei or asra it’s ok so like. can u imagine. the trust. the intimacy. that’s good shit if i do say so myself

once they’re really, really comfortable around each other muriel does that thing where he nuzzles into rei’s neck to tickle her with his stubble, and it always, always makes her laugh and he loves it. he loves seeing her happy. even more so that it’s him making her happy, he lives for that shit he’s a huge sap u can fite me on this