((who wants to play with werewolf carlos?
You know, like, Nya.
What…?
Nya~!
… Stop.
the forest was quiet as usual til what sounded like a storm opened up from a small circle a few feet off the ground, complete with lightening flash off and striking trees but as quickly as the the ‘storm’ started, it ended, leaving only a few burn marks and a broken man on the ground -(sending this again cause i know tumblitch eats asks) dedmax, a starter for jon!
Carlos went out into the storm with his equipment, since the weather was really interesting around Sleepy Peak Peak (what, with Spooky island and that one side of the lake always being covered in dark, foreboding clouds).
As he approached one of the locations of a lightning strike however he paused, seeing a person on the ground. Oh no – did it strike someone?
Carlos hurried over and dropped his equipment to the side to start inspecting the body for life.
“He-hello? Hello, can you hear me? Sir?”
J: “Nope” he crossed his arms over his stomach, glancing back at Carlos “Believe Me when I say actually tried though..”
“Should I pick up some drugs to help you?” Carlos asked. “Benadryll or Melatonin or something? You need to rest to heal…”
Send in ‘✿’ for starter where your muse finds out that mine has Hanahaki Disease
Hanahaki Disease –
a fictional disease where the victim regurgitates and coughs up flower petals when they suffer from unrequited love.
sometimes self care is saying “this is stupid” and closing the tab
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I mean, seriously. Did you just see him disarm – heh – The Winter freakin Soldier in a single gauntlet and a damn three piece suit? And the little smirk when he takes the gun apart?
I definitely headcanon that Winter would remember this moment with a grudging awe. And maybe some feelings in his pants.
Tony Stark is BAMF in and out of the armor.
I love this scene. Those moves were so slick! The WS has dropped agents by the bunch, and a three piece suit asigned as non combatant disarms him (and delays him about as much as a former Red Room graduate).
Very nice reminder that Tony know his guns, and is far from helpless out of armor
“I like things with Ketchup in them. Like when we made Mac and cheese and put Ketchup on it. And Ketchup cake.” they were weird, but yummy
Carlos chuckled. “Yeah… one of these days I need to learn how to do meatloaf right, and you can have actual honest-to-god-good ‘ketchup cake’.” He looked at Magnus. “But I’m still wondering… why you making a list of not-ketchup stuff?”
the forest was quiet as usual til what sounded like a storm opened up from a small circle a few feet off the ground, complete with lightening flash off and striking trees but as quickly as the the ‘storm’ started, it ended, leaving only a few burn marks and a broken man on the ground -(sending this again cause i know tumblitch eats asks) dedmax, a starter for jon!
Carlos went out into the storm with his equipment, since the weather was really interesting around Sleepy Peak Peak (what, with Spooky island and that one side of the lake always being covered in dark, foreboding clouds).
As he approached one of the locations of a lightning strike however he paused, seeing a person on the ground. Oh no – did it strike someone?
Carlos hurried over and dropped his equipment to the side to start inspecting the body for life.
“He-hello? Hello, can you hear me? Sir?”
J: he climbed in, wincing slightly “My boss, His son, A couple friends.. Some battles leave scars, What can You do?”
Carlos nodded. “Do you think your buddies would start up another portal to come looking for you?” Carlos asked. He paused for a moment. “You doing okay?“
J: “Short verison? Not really.. As for My friends, I doubt they’d send anyone looking for Me this soon” he buckled up
Carlos pressed his lips together, worried. “I’ll try to drive carefully,” he promised. He went around to get into his driver’s seat and put his own belt on before reaching to adjust the rear view mirror. “Why wouldn’t they send someone to look for you? Did they not see you get injured?”
J: “Well I’m guessing the portal was My bosses, But My work place is.. Uh, Literally hell so they don’t tend to care if one demon ends up dying because they can replace Me without a second thought”
Carlos looked at him. “I’m sorry but… that’s pretty shitty.” It also begged the question of what did Jon do to end up in Hell? But Carlos wasn’t going to ask that. Not yet. “Well, we’ll get you to the camp and hopefully figure out a way to get you home.”
J: he nods “After a bit of rest, I should be able to open a portal for Myself to get back home then I get out of Your hair”
“That sounds reasonable,” Carlos said as he started the car. He pulled them out of the parking lot and started the drive back to the camp.
J: “It’ll be nice to be back somewhere safe..” he looked out the window
Carlos nodded. “Certainly,” he said. Just so long as nothing else too weird happened.
J: he yawned and rubbed his eyes “How far’s the camp..?”
“It’ll take us maybe twenty minutes to get there,” Carlos said. He glanced at Jon. “You didn’t sleep last night, did you?”
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