Imagine being Tony’s secretary and he is always making you babysit Loki.
Warnings: sexual innuendos because I can’t write this without thinking dirty things lol.
–
“Um, Y/N, why do you have Reindeer Games in chains?” Tony asked, entering the room.
“You told me to babysit him,” you shrugged.
“And she thought the best thing to do was tie me up in this chair,” Loki said.
“Don’t you have magic or something?” Tony narrowed his eyes. “I mean, to get off this things…”
“I prefer it to be this way,” Loki nodded.
“Oh, so you’re into this,” Tony said playfully with a grin on his face.
“What this?” Loki frowned.
“The dom/sub thing?”
“Tony!” you yelled, glaring at him.
“What?! I told you to babysit him, not to turn him into your sex slave or something,” your boss said, handing you a file. “Finish this for later, please.”
You took the folder angrily, almost ripping it off his hands. “I’ll do.” You watched Tony until he left the room.
“So, you’re into what Stark said?”
“Shut up or I’ll make you a gag so you can’t speak.”
“You’re really into that,” Loki smirked. “I like it.”
originally supposed to be a morning warm up but I got carried away bc I love…pushing gestures..
n e way this guy belongs to @sandflakedraws! i loved him ever since I saw him and been meaning to draw him for quite a while but just..kept forgetting until now…..
Man. I feel so thirsty lately. I can’t drink enough water. I feel like the senator guy in that X-Men movie after getting exposed to Magneto’s mutant machine, and he keeps drinking drinking drinking water uncontrollably until he dives into the ocean and becomes a terrifying jellyfish creature and explodes. Freaking Magneto. I was already sympathetic to the mutant cause. Why you gotta hate?
You’re not a mutant, honey, you’re a mermaid. It’s all right. Once your scales start coming in, you won’t be as thirsty.
You know, being a diagnostician in a world with more public magical creatures must be a trip and a half.
“Extreme thirst has a lot of causes. Let’s check your blood sugar, and let’s take a skin sample to see if you’re developing scales.”
“Joint pain is pretty common when someone’s pushing themself that way with training, and I’d definitely recommend some rest, but it sounds like it’s been coming on with the moon so we might want to do a blood test to check for lycanthropy.”
“I’m going to give you this journal. Keep track of how often you’re near bodies of water and copses of trees – not single trees, there needs to be a cluster.”
“Bear with me, I know you’re lactose intolerant, but buy a pint of milk and keep it in your kitchen. If it spoils faster than expected, we’ll have a better idea of what’s going on here.”
“Have you considered that you may not, in fact, actually be a mammal?”
“Okay, I’m going to have to refer you to a specialist. It looks like your tertiary dentition is coming in.”
“I think we need to check for allergic reactions to silver, iron, a few types of wood, garlic, and holy water. That’ll help us rule out some possible causes for this rash. In the mean time I think you should avoid Italian food and holy ground.”
“Have you noticed clusters of birds following you? Were they corvids? Hm, interesting. You ought to come in to the office so we can discuss this further.”
“That itching sensation might be a rash, but I think we ought to give you an MRI and see if you’re about to grow horns.”
“I can’t tell from this ultrasound if you are pregnant with 1 centaur or 2 satyr twins. There’s definitely 4 hooves though. We’ll need to do some more tests.”
We may have to run some tests as it might be adhd but the way you’re describing it you might just be taking the energy from your electronics
The good news is that you’re not a vampire – it’s just some UV sensitivity. However, I want to send you to a optician just to make sure that you’ve not started to form a 3rd eyelid – I’m still a bit worried about you’re sleeping pattern and it could rule out anything
Request: “Hey! Could you write a Peter Parker x reader where the reader and Peter always walk to school together? He’d always wait by her door, but this time she was late so he let himself in. Only to see the reader’s sibling running around with her clothes, and the reader is chasing her sibling in only her underwear. Extra points if the reader was wearing Spider-Man ones 😂👌🏻”
“C’mon Y/N, we’re going to be late!” Peter shouted as he entered Y/N’s house. He reached a hand into the brown bag he’s holding to pull out a powdered sugar covered donut as he rounded a corner.
“We need to go n-” Peter’s eyes bulged out as he took in the scene in front of him. The donut that he was about to take another bite into was frozen midair in front of his mouth that was hung open.
There in the living room, Y/N, his best friend and crush, is running around half naked. Her 8 year old litter sister wore a devilish grin on her face as she run around the living room waving Y/N’s clothes in the air.
“Give me my clothes, you brat!” Y/N yelled as she starts jumping over sofas and chairs, clad only in a black bra and red panties. A laugh escapes her little sister, clearly enjoying Y/N’s frustration.
Peter just stood there like a deer in headlights. Her little sister was the first to notice his presence, her eyes lighting up when she sees Peter.
“Peter, help me!” She ran towards him and hid behind his back, giggling hysterically. “Y/N’s going to catch me!”
Peter got no time to think, because the next second, Y/N came into a halt in front of him. His quickly cast his eyes down to avoid her eyes, but oh, was it a big mistake. His eyes caught something familiar and his face gets hot because, is that spider-man panties?!
Peter doesn’t even know that there are spider-man underwear being produced. This particular one, gis red with the same pattern his suit has and the same little spider emblem in the middle.
“Peter close your eyes!” Y/N yelled and Peter quickly shut his eyes and turned around facing the other way, only then realizing that he had been staring.
“S-sorry, sorry.” Peter knew that his face must be as red as a lobster by now. He can’t believe he stared at her like that.
Right then, the little devil got a glimpse of the brown bag Peter was holding and gasped. “Is that donuts?! Can I have one please Peter?”
Y/N’s voice answered instead, “Yes it is. You can have one if you give me my clothes back.”
–
“Sorry you saw all that,” Y/N laughed as she and Peter walked to school. “I hope we don’t scare you away.”
“N-no, of course not.” Peter stammered, the tip of his ears still pink.
Y/N shook her head and smiled at him. “You’re cute when you’re embarassed, but you need to stop blushing. I should be the one embarassed anyway. You saw my spider-man panties right?”
“I-I didn’t mean to.” Peter starts apologizing again when Y/N cut him off.
“I know Peter, it’s okay. I’m just glad it’s not Spider-man who saw it. That would be embarrasing right? Imagine what his reaction would be like!” Y/N starts laughing, oblivious on how Peter’s face paled.
Then, Peter felt Y/N nudge him jokingly. “So unless your Spider-man, it’s no big deal. You’re not Spider-man right Peter?”
Peter immediately panicked, stopping in his tracks as he opened his mouth to object. In front of him Y/N let out a giggle and shook her head.
“Nah, you’re so bad at keeping secrets, I would certainly know by now.”
By that, Peter let out a relieved sigh and smiled fondly at Y/N’s retreating back as he quietly whisper to himself,
Toad's Cave 