I am a cookie with a soul

tonysass:

There had been no time to mourn, not when Loki was attacking New York and things were going downhill fast.

But then it was over, they’d won, everything was good.

Except that he was still gone.

Maria sat on her bed, her head in her hands, her shaking hands. She stared down at them, blinking when tears dripped down onto them. She hadn’t even realized she was crying.

“Get it together, Hill, this is no way to act. Agents die, that’s what happens, that’s a risk all of us take every day we come in to work. You can’t afford to get like this just because this time it was….it was….” She choked on the words, tilting her head to star at the cieling as the tears ran down her cheeks.

“I never even got to tell him….He never knew how I….” She placed a hand over her mouth, squeezing her eyes shut, trying to will her emotions back to the cold calm she had come to know.

“God, Phil, you idiot, why did you have to go up against Loki alone? Fuck you, you asshole.” She clenched her fists, shaking her head, her nails digging into her palms hard enough to break the skin.

“I suppose I deserve that,” A weak voice said from across the room. Maria’s head snapped up, here eyes wide at the sight. It was like seeing a ghost. But he was there. She gaped, her breath catching in her throat.

“Phil…?” He was leaning against the doorframe, pale and heaving for breath. 

“Mind if I sit down, Hill? I’m still pretty weak from getting stabbed through the chest.” A small smile tugged at Maria’s lips, Coulson giving her one in return as he made his way slowly to the bed. 

“Sure, Coulson. Mind telling me what the hell’s going on? I thought you were dead.” She wiped at her eyes, and he smiled again. 

“I thought so too, but apparently I’m not.” He leaned against the headboard, sighing. “I’m going to have to disappear for a while though. Fury’s sending me on an extended vacation. He told me that I couldn’t contact anyone for six months, then I’d be allowed to come back. But I had to see you before I left. I had to let you know. It’s the first time I’ve disobeyed orders.”

“I’m glad you did. I don’t think I would’ve been able to function for too long thinking  you were still…” She trailed off, not even wanting to think the words. “Phil, I need you to know-“

“I already do, Maria. I know. I have know for a while. I was trying to work up the courage to tell you…I feel the same.” He placed his hand on hers and smiled, Maria smiling back. Not one to beat around the bush once the point was made, she leaned in, pressing her lips to his. 

He placed his hand on her cheek, stroking it with his thumb as they kissed. They pulled away after a few moments, both content.

“So, I’ll see you in six months then, Agent Coulson?”

“Sure will, Agent Hill.” 

Dean knew he’d met him before. 

He didn’t know how or when or where or why, but he had.

Those glowing green eyes and sardonic smile were too familiar for it to be just coincidence.

The gold that ordained his clothing shone in the low light of Purgatory, his teeth flashing in something more like a snarl than a smirk. 

“How funny, normally humans don’t come here,” He said, his voice like a shard of glass hidden in silk. “But now, here you are. Dean Winchester. Such a unexpected treat.”

Dean narrowed his eyes, backing away slowly as the other approached. His lithe fingers reached forward, grabbing Dean and closing around his shoulder in an iron grip.

“Now, now, no running from me, Dean. That wouldn’t be very nice. After all, I’m going to let you live.” His smirk grew as he pulled the human closer. 

“Where’s your little angel, Dean? Seems he left you all alone, didn’t he?” Lips caressed his ear and made him shudder. The other’s silver tongue snaked out to lick the shell, the pearl white teeth nibbling softly.

“I did no such thing.” The sound of the gruff voice relaxed Dean and he shot a grin at the one holding him.

With a sigh, he turned slowly, his searing eyes falling on the smaller form of the angel.

“Oh, Castiel, do let me have some fun before you ruin it,” He said, sneering at the blue eyed man. 

“Leave Dean alone, or I will make you.” Cas stared down the other, daring him to do anything else.

“Fine. You can have your human, for now. But remember, I will be watching.” He vanished with a swirl of green smoke.

“That was a close one,” Dean said.

“Don’t let your guard down just yet, we’ve intriugued him now.” Cas took Dean’s hand, leading him away from the clearing.

In the darkness, the green eyes glowed.

imakethewooshnoises:

tonysass submitted:

“Hey, Bruce, come look at this.”

Dr. Banner looked up from his equation, arching a brow at Tony.

“What?” He said, standing and walking over to the other.

“I’ve got a live feed of the gym. Steve’s doing his daily work out.” Tony smirked, moving his fingers to close up on Steve’s ass jiggling as he worked out.

“O-oh…uh, that’s nice, Tony.” Bruce blushed slightly, going back to his station. He gave a small sigh as he continued his equations. Tony rolled his eyes and chuckled, walking over to Bruce. He wrapped his arms around the Doctor’s waist, placing a kiss on his neck.

“You know, I don’t think Steve would mind if we were secretly oogling him. I mean, we’re all….you know…” Tony nipped at Bruce’s neck to emphasis his point. 

“Yeah, I know, but I’m actually trying to get some work done here.” Tony sighed and shrugged, going back the screen playing the CCTV of the gym. 

Only Steve wasn’t there anymore.

Tony frowned, searching through the other cameras manually before giving up.

“JARVIS, where’s Steve?” He asked.

“Check behind you, sir,” The AI said, sounding especially snarky. Tony mentally noted to fix that later. He turned around, jaw falling open at the sight of Bruce up on the desk, arms wrapped around Steve’s neck. The Super Solider and the Scientist were making out like they were both drowning and the other was air.

“Well, shit, don’t wait for me or anything,” Tony said, loud enough that both men turned to look at him.

“I was going too, but you seemed pretty engrossed in whatever it was you were doing.” Steve blushed slightly, looking like he was a school boy getting caught doing something bad. He adjusted Bruce’s legs around him and beckoned to Tony.

“Better hurry up, Stark, or I might just have to steal Steve for the night and leave you high and dry.” Bruce chuckled, winking at the genius. Tony arched a brow at the doctor, walking towards the other two. He pulled first Steve and then Bruce into long, deep kisses, nipping at both their lips in turn.

“There’s no way you’re leaving me high and dry, Banner,” He said, grinning back. 

“Come on, Captain Rogers, I think it’s time to get wet and wild.” Tony dragged the other two towards the stairs.

That night no one was left high and dry. 

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Here you go! Stark Spangled Banner! :3

Apparently my gif folder is devoid of the actual gif i would like to use right now… something the lines of ‘i came’ or ‘jizzed in my pants’

so i’m just gonna tackle you and smother you with kisses instead, k? K.

tonysass:

This is the third part in a sort of crossover series that I started writing for Elyse XD It’s Dean/Sephiroth smut, non-con/dub-con. :3 Tis fun~

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The third time Dean saw Sephiroth, he’d been at home, asleep. 

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So another for Elyse! :D This time she prompted with ‘Why was Sebastian sleeping on the floor in that pic?’ You know the one, you’ve seen it floating around. So here’s why. With a dash of Seb/Misha fluff.

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Couch?

Taken.

All the chairs?

Also taken. 

He just wanted a goddamn nap, he was exhausted. As much as he adored the fans, being around that many hyperactive young people wore a guy out. Sebastian held back a yawn as he glanced around with tired eyes. 

“Fuck it all,” He muttered, pulling off his jacket. He pillowed it under his head, laying flat on his back next to a wall. He yawned again, putting on his sunglasses and crossing his arms.

He fell asleep easily, exhaustion taking over and making up for the uncomfortable position.

When he awoke, it was to another someone laying on top of him.

‘If it’s a bloody fangirl, I swear I’m going to murder something,’ He though, cracking an eye open. He was met with a mass of thick dark hair, the somewhat heavy body on top of him already lax with sleep. 

Misha, of course. He chuckled silently, placing his arms around the smaller man. He found he fell asleep just a little easier the second time around.

Another one for Elyse. This time she prompted me with to use that first line somewhere in an Avengers fic, and Tony couldn’t say it. And so who better /to/ say it than a high Thor? XD

Enjoy

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“Come silent walrus, let us storm the castle! I will don my safety gear!” Thor giggled, hiding his face behind his hammer as he was pelted with popcorn. He shot back a volley of his own, Steve laughing loudly behind his own shield.

“Nope! This castle will never be stormed!” Steve called back from his hiding spot under the table. Thor had made camp on the couch, long gold locks visible over the top of it.

The door slid open and Tony walked in, staring at the Norse God and Super Solider with a baffled expression.

“Ok, who gave you two the special brownies?” He asked, cocking an eyebrow.

“Lady Darcy Lewis! They were most delicious!” Thor said.

“Miss Darcy has quite the knack for baking,” Steve added.

Both blondes started giggling again and Tony rolled his eyes.

“JARVIS, remind me to have words with Darcy about getting Thor and Steve high. Until then…” He glanced at the two superpowerful heroes. “You two, try not to break anything.”

“Okie doke!” Steve said, laughing loud as he gave Tony a thumbs up. Tony rolled his eyes again as he walked away, muttering about needing a drink.

This was written for Elyse aka flyboywinchester :DD, it’s her OC chracter Samhain and Tony Stark. Also it’s smut. So enjoy and stuff.

“Bend over, yeah, a little further, just like that, yeah,” Tony said, licking his lips as Samhain did as he was told.

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Sex with Steve was always personal.

Being a gentleman and raised in the era he did, Missonary was his perferred position. Either that or having Tony riding him. As long as the Captain had the genius facing him, he was happy.

Tony always wondered why though. 

I mean, he thought, sure being able to see Steve as Tony’s motions or his own thrusts brought him to orgasm was nice, but there were so many untapped positions that the genius billionaire philanthropist missed. 

Just once he wanted Steve to just shove him against a wall and fuck him senseless. 

And Tony, being the straight forward person he is, decided to ask the Star Spangled Man. 

“Steve, why do you always look me in the eyes when we make love?” He asked, giving a little snicker into his coffee as the Captain gave him a confused look.

“Um, uh, b-because I like seeing your face?” Steve blink at Tony, shaking his head a bit. “I didn’t think that you didn’t like seeing my face during, but if you don’t like it…”

“No, that’s not it, sweetass, I’m just sayin’ you always have me facing you. One of these times I just want to kinda be shoved against a wall or over the edge of something and be fucked raw. Is that too much to ask?” Tony smirked at Steve’s flabergasted expression, snickering silently until a dark, mischievous look crossed the Captain’s face.

“Steve, why are you looking at me like that.” Tony carefully set down his coffee cup, eyeing his boyfriend as Steve stood from his chair and advanced towards him. 

“If you wanted me to bend you over and fuck you until you’re screaming, why didn’t you just ask, Tony?” Steve grabbed Tony, pulling the genius flush against his body. 

“Well, I, uh…” Tony blinked, and Steve kissed him hard before he could answer. Tony groaned as the super solider ground against him, showing Tony just how hard he was already.

Roughly, Steve spun Tony around and bent him over the dinning table. 

“You like this? Is this what you wanted Tony?” He purred in the dark haired man’s ear. Tony groaned again, thrusting his ass back to rub against Steve’s crotch.

“Yes, fuck yes, Steve,” He said as Steve yanked down Tony’s pants. He undid his own, his hand sliding down to lay flat against Tony’s lower back. Steve looked around, quickly digging through a few drawers before finding one of the spare bottles of lube that Tony kept hidden all through the house. He grinned wide, lubbing up three fingers. He slid them right inside Tony, the genius already loose from the morning sex the two had had before. 

“God, Steve, fuck, just like that, yes,” Tony moaned, arching back into the fingers. Steve pulled his fingers out, slicking up his cock, eager to be inside the other man. He pressed inside the genius, slowly at first. He then bottomed out and began thrusting, hard and fast, knowing exactly where to aim to brush Tony’s prostate each time.

Tony’s fingernails scratched and scraped against the table and he cried out louder and louder with each thrust into him. Steve held his lover’s hips hard enough to cause bruises as he pounded into him with harsh, brutal movements.

Tony came, hard and fast, without being touched, just the feeling of Steve’s cock in him, filling him, enough. At the clenching of Tony’s muscles, Steve came as well, filling his love up.

Both men panted afterwards, Steve pulling out slowly, Tony hissing at the loss. 

“So, how was that?” Steve asked, tucking himself away before flopping into a chair. 

“Super, just super,” Tony said, smirking at the Captain. He straightened a bit, pulling his pants back up. He plopped onto Steve, the super solider easily holding him up. 

“I think we should save sex like that for special occasions,” Tony said.

“Really? Like when?”

“Like all the time.”

Both men laughed and finished their breakfast.

After all, there was work to do.

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