#but off you go into the world buddy I'm not keeping you in my files any longer
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Gyaru Noelle 💕...it's what i would say but I'm not sure anymore, it's this gyaru? Or did something else snuck itself in while I was drawing this
#deltarune#utdr#noelle holiday#gyaru fashion#fanart#my art#I have such a love-hate relationship with this drawing#but off you go into the world buddy I'm not keeping you in my files any longer#I'm not 100% happy but I don't hate it either#maybe it's because I stared at it too long#so I'm going to be okay with in a few more days#hopefully
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Hello, I'm not sure if you've done this before, but would you be willing to write about how everyone else who worked on the Lockheart machine took awhile to be affected but Alex only took 2 days to be on a ledge? I feel like a lot of his mental illness was overlooked on the show. Thank you!
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There were certain perks to being married, Michael was quickly discovering.
Oh, he wasn’t just talking about the guaranteed sex whenever he wanted it, the way Alex let Michael touch him underneath the table whenever they went out for dinner, or Alex referring to him as “my husband, Michael,” whenever he introduced him to his old Air Force buddies. Though those were definitely perks, one of which Michael would be taking full advantage of tonight when he got Alex home and alone.
But he meant the other perks. The “work” perks, as he liked to call them. The way he got to stroll into one of the most hidden-away, discreet, restricted organizations in the world with his hands in his pockets, uncaring and unperturbed at the fact that he was surrounded by the world’s most brilliant scientists, soldiers, and—for some—assassins.
The way he got to take the elevator up to the highest level where barely anyone else got to go because his baby had clearance. Mostly, Michael loved being able to check in on Alex, and satisfy any lingering anxiety he still had after he’d come to Deep Sky for the first time to find the man he loved standing on a ledge, almost lost to him forever.
As usual, something in Michael’s chest settled and the dread that had been squirming in the pit of his stomach dissipated to nothing as he pushed open Alex’s office door (because coming in without needing to knock was another husband perk) and found Alex studying some files at his desk with Eduardo beside him. Safe and sound.
Without even looking up from his papers, Alex said, “Hey, baby.”
Michael couldn’t help but smile at the nickname, and did what he’d been itching to do all day. Not caring that Eduardo was there, he slid a hand into Alex’s hair and pulled his head in, kissing his crown, then his forehead. He could never settle for just one with Alex.
As if reading his thoughts, Alex scoffed, trying to hide his own smile, and failing to will away his blush.
“All right,” he murmured, “I get it. I’ll just use the bathroom, then we can go.”
“Hurry up,” Michael said against the shell of his ear, low enough that only Alex would hear. “I missed you too much today.”
Alex lightly slapped his chest, but still pecked his lips when he stood. Michael grinned like an idiot as he watched Alex walk out, but it fell as soon as he turned to Eduardo and found him staring back, unamused.
“Tell me,” he sighed, picking up the file Alex had just finished with, “are you capable of restraining yourself for two minutes? I do need my top agent beyond your own horny schedule.”
Michael raised a brow, unapologetic. “Have you seen your top agent?”
Eduardo merely narrowed his eyes, then resumed his work in filing away the documents. “How’s he doing at home? He tells me he’s fine, but a Manes man’s definition of fine isn’t the same as a normal human’s.”
Michael tilted his head, brows pinched. “Why’re you askin’? Does he not seem okay?”
“Fine,” Eduardo echoed, shrugging a shoulder. “But I confess, after the incident with the Lockhart Machine, I worry for him. If he wasn’t so indispensable, I’d give him a few months off. Maybe a year.”
Michael shifted a little on the spot, trying to wipe away the horrifying memory that clung to him every time he even thought of Alex working in this place. He pressed his lips together in an attempt to calm himself down before he spoke, but the edge stuck in his voice, “Then I guess you should’ve been keeping a better eye out when you assigned the damn thing, huh?”
Eduardo stopped what he was doing and met Michael’s eyes. Part of Michael argued that this was Alex’s boss, that he knew Michael was an alien, and that he should probably retreat. Still, he couldn’t deny that there was always going to be a resentful, louder part of him that blamed Eduardo and Deep Sky for where Alex had ended up that day.
Maybe Ramos could sense that because he leaned back in his seat, and while Michael might’ve been expecting a retort or argument, he merely heaved a sigh. He looked like he blamed himself, too.
“You’re right,” he said calmly. “We should’ve. Now you, me, and my nephew spend every minute he’s here sneaking glances at him to make sure he’s doing okay.”
Michael’s anger ebbed at the sight of Eduardo’s guilt. He started shaking his head, to say that it was in the past and Alex was safe and that was all that mattered, but then Eduardo went on—
“It’s strange though.”
He paused. “Strange?”
“All the others,” Eduardo shook his head, “it took them years to fall to the Lockhart Machine. Alex shattered in under two days.” He shrugged. “He lasted longer against its power than any of the others, long enough for us to get to him, but the others didn’t even feel its effects in the beginning.” He pushed himself out of his chair with a groan. “I always knew his father had beaten him down, but it must’ve taken an especially broken mind for the Lockhart Machine to penetrate that easily.” He patted Michael’s shoulder. “Good thing his heart’s always been stronger.”
Eduardo said this like it was a comfort, like Michael was owed for this strength in Alex. But Michael couldn’t hear him. All he could think about was Alex’s mind, damaged and brittle because of . . . well, it could only have been because of—
“It wasn’t you,” Eduardo simply as he let go, turning his back to Michael to gather the files.
Michael blinked, still caught in the dredges of his thoughts. “Huh?”
“You’re not the one who put him on that ledge,” he said, as easily as though he was talking about the weather. When he smiled over his shoulder, Michael was at a loss. “You’re the one that kept him from falling off of it.” His hands full, Eduardo nudged Michael’s arm with his elbow. “He knows that. Figured you should know it, too.”
“Are you interrogating my husband again?” Alex asked as he came back in, pulling his jacket on.
Eduardo didn’t miss a beat. “I don’t regret that instance, he disabled our security cameras and broke into our headquarters.”
“I had a good reason for that.”
“You were trying to get Alex a sandwich.”
“I wasn’t sure he’d eaten.”
“What do you think we do here, let him starve?”
“My husband, my responsibility!”
“Is it also your responsibility to try to have to sex with him in our offices?”
“That was a storage closet!”
“It was a high-tech lab, aren’t you supposed to be a genius?”
“Enough!” Alex snapped, waving his arms to get their attention. “My god, like nephew like uncle.” He pinched the bridge of his nose, and huffed. “Can we go now please?”
“Please do,” Eduardo said, eyes narrowed at Michael. “Kyle did warn me . . .”
“You Valentis,” Michael smiled sweetly, guiding Alex out of the room with an arm around his waist. He wouldn’t deny he was eager to get him out of there. “Always such a treat.”
Michael had no idea he’d been silent on the way out until they were by his truck and Alex came around to the driver’s side, fixing his jacket collar. “You okay?”
He hesitated, searching Alex’s face for any secret discomfort or unhappiness. He didn’t find it.
“You’re the one that kept him from falling off of it.”
He cupped Alex’s neck, his fingers buried in the hair at the nape, and he smiled softly. “Yeah, baby, I’m fine. Kiss me?”
Alex raised a brow and smirked. “You know you never have to ask.” He leaned in and kissed Michael’s lips once, twice, and only pulled away laughing when Michael had started pushing him against the truck. “Not here, Michael!”
Michael held onto his hips. He didn’t want to let him go just yet. Or ever. Smiling against Alex’s mouth, already eager to kiss him again, he whispered, “Why not? I can just disable the security cameras again.”
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Happy malex Monday ❤️
#alex manes#michael guerin#malex#malex fic#roswell new mexico#roswell nm#tyler blackburn#michael vlamis
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The Lemon Legacy: Generation 1, Chapter 84 - Baby-Sistem-ing Part 1
The Sistem family has officially made it to the Lemon save file for the wedding! Ophelia and Xander offered to watch the kids so Marcie and Joaquin could have a much deserved break.
Marcie: Thank you so much. The kids have been really excited to see you again!
Ophelia: We're excited to see them too! And you guys, of course! Thanks so much for coming. It must be a pain packing up four kids and taking them to a different save file
Marcie: We wouldn't miss the wedding for the world!
Ophelia: Where's Joaquin?
Marcie: He's getting our table at Taste of Tartosa. We figured if we got our brunch orders in early they'd be ready by dinner time.
Ophelia: I know the owner, she'll make it happen.
Valentin: Hi, Ms. Lemon!
Ophelia: Hey, Val! Good to see you, bud. You can just call me Ophelia. You been keeping out of trouble?
Valentin: Sort of.
Ophelia: Well that's sort of good to hear!
Xander is also thrilled to see the Sistem kids again, especially his little buddy.
Xander: There she is! How you doing, Velly Bean?
Velma bursts into giggles as Xander blows a quick raspberry on her tummy.
Violet: Hi, O'fia!
Ophelia: Hi, pretty girl!
Marcie: Her name is Ophelia, sweetie. Can you say O-feel-ee-uh?
Violet: O'fia!
Ophelia: I think that's as close as we're gonna get, Marcie.
It was cute, anyway.
Marcie: All right, Mr. Xander and Ms. Ophelia are in charge. You kids behave yourselves, okay?
Val: Why'd you look at me when you said that?
Marcie: Valentin.
Val: Fiiiiiine.
Tartosa doesn't exactly have a lot of fun stuff for children to do but there's a family park on the outskirts of town that they think all the kids will like.
Vince and Valentin split off and Violet tries to run after Val.
Ophelia: Violet, wait for a grown-up, please!
Xander: I've been hogging this one all morning. I can keep Violet out of trouble. Why don't you watch Velma?
Ophelia: I don't think she likes me. She cried the first time I held her.
Xander: She just needs to get to know you.
Xander places Velma in Ophelia's arms before she can further protest.
Xander: See, she's fine. Look how happy she is!
Ophelia knows what he's doing. She's been around Travis and Becca's son but she's never been alone with a baby. He wants her to see that she can handle it.
Val gravitates toward the spaceship jungle gym.
Violet: Can I play with Vally?
Xander: I think you're a bit too short to climb that, kiddo, but I'll play whatever you want.
Violet: We can play spaceship too! I'm the space princess and you be my space butler!
Xander: …Sure.
Ophelia: Alright, Miss Velma. Looks like it's just you and me.
Travis and Becca are always talking about Tummy Time. Maybe they can do that.
Ophelia doesn't exactly know how Tummy Time works but she does manage to get Velma on her tummy. It's a start!
Violet's having the time of her life being a space princess.
Violet: Go get me some moon rocks, space butler!
Xander: Right away, space princess!
Violet's imagination is certainly vivid! Too bad to everyone else, Xander just looks like a doofus.
Vince is kind of just doing his own thing in the background of Violet's space adventure. Love that for him. Independent king.
Violet: Oh no! Slime aliems are comin' to get us!
Xander: Permission to blast them to bits, space princess?
Violet: Yeah! Bye bye, aliems!
Meanwhile, Ophelia thinks Tummy Time is going well.
Ophelia: Look at you, big girl, lifting yourself up!
It WAS going well, until Velma flops down and starts crying.
Ophelia: Velma? What's wrong? Are you hurt? It's okay, please don't cry! Oh Watcher, I broke her!
Ophelia feels helpless as big, fat tears roll down Velma's cheeks. She never cries like this with Xander!
Valentin hears the commotion and takes pity on Ophelia.
Val: She cries when Mom or Dad does that with her too. She's fine, she just doesn't like it sometimes.
Velma does get over it and holds herself up again, smiling away as if she wasn't just wailing five seconds ago.
Ophelia: There we go! Thanks, Val.
Val: No problem. Babies are just dramatic. You get used to it.
It's kind of nice knowing more about something than a grown-up.
Violet eventually notices the toddler slide.
Violet: Slide! Slide!
Xander: Let's see, what should we do next?
Violet: Slide!
Xander: I can't think of anything.
Violet: Sliiiiiide!
Xander: Oh, slide? Good idea, you should've said something sooner.
Mr. Xander is so silly!
Violet goes up the steps without much help from Xander because she's a big girl, thank you very much. It's still fun having him catch her when she slides down!
Violet: Again!
Xander: Again? Alright, space princess.
Violet: I'm just a reg'lar princess now!
Xander: Noted.
If Xander thought being a space butler was fun, he should try being a space monster!
Val: Die, alien scum! Pew pew pew!
Ophelia takes her role as a space monster very seriously. Look at that face, it's killing me.
#The Sims#The Sims 4#The Sims 4 Legacy#The Lemon Legacy#TS4#The Sims 4 gameplay#sims 4#generation 1#ophelia#xander#marcie#valentin#vince#violet#velma
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assignment understood let me dial it back and try again. once upon a time there was a magic jungle full of pink sparkly rainbow versions of your classic zoo animals, lions tigers zebras giraffes etc. theres a clan of evil gray apes who want to rule the jungle but they are fought off with the power of friendship. also one of the youngest members of the apes clan joined the side of good and the magic of friendship turned them colorful so they'd match the rest of the good guy cast. also to keep the unicorns theres sky islands where they live and theyre kind of treated like the gods/angels of this world think skywishes the pegasus from g3 mlp
Anon I think you're onto something. Love the Lisa Frank vibes.
I had a thought about a half hour ago like, "What if fairies? What if flowers is the thing of this show? What if like Fern Gully but reimagined with the tone and aesthetic of Care Bears—" and forest fairies with colorful animal pals would work pretty damn well. (If it wasn't fairies it'd have to be Token Human Sidekicks, if you don't have a human cast there's always gotta be a Token Human somewhere in these shows.) Get five fairies, five EXTREMELY lovable animals to be their buddies/teammates, and the Main Character Team Leader's teammate is a unicorn. Or maybe the unicorn is the main character and there are just like two helper fairies running around the animals.
Not sure about gorillas specifically BUT it could be other Spooky Animals—like, make an Evil Spider, Evil Snake, and Evil Bee (some producer somewhere thought this was a Good Message to send children because it teaches kids not to play with venomous animals), but the Evil Bee becomes a good guy because he loves flowers so much (and maybe some environmentalist with a very narrow focus wrote in scolding the production company for vilifying the hardworking bee and they were scared of controversy). The bee has rainbow stripes. There's some kind of "being kind makes you beautiful!" dialogue that nobody questioned at the time but in retrospect sends a pretty messed up message.
The boss of the spider and snake is literally just Hexxus with the serial numbers filed off and made 80% less threatening. It's just, an evil purple cloud that hates friendship, flowers, and colors.
There might be one middle-aged balding guy who gets roped into the villains' schemes because he's too dumb to realize they're evil.
It's called something like "Flower Painters" (we'll workshop that) and their stated mission is, specifically, bringing colors to plants, which by extension gives color to the rest of the world, and somehow this causes love and friendship maybe? Or maybe NOT being friendly drains the colors from flowers? Something about colors is going on here. The colors are mandatory. There's some sort of goofy abstract morals. Also don't litter.
If this show actually existed in real life and I was an 8-year-old girl, the evil snake would be my favorite character. Not because the snake is more interesting than the hero animals, I'm just very bad at being representative of my target audience demographic.
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Dani hellooo! Exam season starts and I'm so not ready, have been in a very "I want to just burry myself under a blanket and do nothing" mood and I hate it when that happens. But I'm starting to get more productive so that's something. How are you? I hope your allergies are under control and you feel better and have time to rest!
Finally in a productive mood means I finally feel energetic enough to comment about the LBAF updates I've read. Be warned, this will come in parts because I have a lott of thoughts🫢
You said somewhere that Other Max is the first and we don't know what triggered him. Why was Other Max the first Max triggered first-was he the first Max to witness the prophecy fulfilled or is it something else? (I know you won't answer but I had to ask)
It feels like Mallory was to Other Max what Other Max is to David(like a therapist)
I know sometimes I don't completely get Other Max (I'm still trying to understand him) but I will forever be thankful that he saved Max from Mallory
So if Other Max saves the world let's say from the prophecy and Lucifer, he will be the only one not benefiting from it? Why do you keep doing this to all versions of Max??
The "If Max dies Other Max can take his place" train of thoughts scares me and I don't like them one bit
I'm ashamed to admit that I kind of thought that Other Max put the whole world at risk and fucked Mavid in this timeline (both equally important) just because he can't stay away from David and I too thought it was a little selfish. But of course this amazing complicated person must also have more important reason- if the prophecy was full filed like Lucifer said Other Max is here saving lives. As a reader that loves Max I apologise to him for judging-sorry for doubting you😔
Also, you're telling me Other Max's home, his mundane home was erased when he helped them get the institute-the place where he made so many memories with his David just gone? My babyy
So David didn't ask Max to erase Lance's existence, he asked other Max? Why does this feel something small yet important? Like Other Max hearing this sounds like something that shaped him and Max not experiencing it-unlike Mallory-is something that doesn't benefit him (pushes him and David more far away)?
So Other Max kept saying that Lance will be fine to Other David? But it used to piss Max off when David wanted to hear it/said that? Is it because it was Other Max that started it and if he wasn't around, Max would say it to David?
David promising Vera's mother to protect Nico/never let anything happen to him and take him to see the world in FMF (David failed) and Max promising Vera to take Lance to see the world/keep him safe is a parallel that scares me
Okay maybe Veranica isn't a mundane, maybe? Don't know what else she could be that they wouldn't have noticed, but it's a thought I'm having
Okay didn't they pass a law when the rumors with Rafe and Magnus spread that they're not allowed to gossip about children or something? Why is everyone gossiping about Lance?
What if Nico didn't see the future but had visions about what Lucifer wanted him to see and do??
Max wished Lance would get his sense of humour and Lance's is then times worse-be careful what you wish for buddy😂
Mavid naming their kids was the cutest, Max and David haven't felt like that in a long time, I'm soft
I'm curious about Other David's feelings on Other Max seeing Mallory
Lance roasting the Clave left and right just like Other Max told Rafael that he would Max:poetry
RAFAEL WAS GOING TO BE LANCES GODFATHER? You can't do this to us😭Who is it now?
Antoine and David-we were robbed (although Antoine could theoretically keep contact with Ney York 👀)
The idea of Lance and Regine is kinda laughable now, which hurts because their friendship would have been quite unique:picture Arthur and Regine forcing Lance to play dress up, gold
I have sooo many more thoughts but they will go on a separate ask because this is getting huge🌼
LET'S GO MOTHERFUCKERS.
I mean, yes, I can't answer, but I guess we can assume many things. I can also tell you feel find out in LBAF 6.
This is...true. 😳
He's saved Max from a lot of things, but yes specially Mallory.
I suppose he'll benefit from it in some ways. But not in the way he wants.
It's no a fun thought, no.
Apology accepted hehe. But he is a very complicated man and we have many feelings about him so it's valid.
His memories (of that home) are still there though. Idk if that's better or worse.
It's important - but for something completely different. David asking Other Max to erase Lance leads to one of my favorite moments in the story (later on!)
I think Max's problem here is that he isn't the one comforting David. But a part of the reason (as we will see) is that Other Max over does it, resulting in almost a delusional state for David where he thinks 'everything will be fine' just because Other Max said so. Max isn't being reassured or comforted, so he is panicking about Lance. David is not. It's causing, erm, problems.
Vera :(
She's mundane. I can confirm (not that yall trust me at this point)
Very good point. But remember that 'laws' don't apply to Lance. They don't consider him a legal or literal nephilim. So, it's not as if Mavid can fight against it. He's literally viewed by them as an external threat (like the Devlins or Asmodeus or whatever - not like Valentine or Zara etc).
LUCIFER STAY AWAY FROM NICO YOU CUNT
Lance's humour is the best of the lot and I stand by that.
I'm patiently waiting for the rwrb au for the softness to be back oof
I'm guessing it was something very similar to how he felt when Max refused to kill Mallory. He gets it, but he also feels bad for Max because he knows Max is doing it for her and not for himself. MY PRECIOUS BOI.
It's what she (the clave) deserves.
It's still Rafe if I'm not wrong. the whole godfather thing is more symbolic in the shadow world anyway.
I think about this brotp every day ngl
NOW I WILL THINK ABOUT THIS TOO.
Thank you for the lovely thoughts - and all the questions that make me thing! Also why is exam season starting so early omg. I am ready to fight them!
My jan is currently not as hectic so I really hope my health will get better before I have to dive into work!! Thanks for the love (and the yellow flower!) 🌼
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Alright these have been off in my gallery for a while- but I've been meaning to share them
My silly little wacky family
This is from my human au Fazbear's Popstars! I haven't shared much about it, but i got a whole ass google docs file with the au's timeline, story, and characters lmao, i can maybe share some screenshots of that for yall if ya want
Or just the link to it maybe idk 🤷♀️
But MAN, i love this au so much, i could go all out crazy and info dump about them-
But to keep it short, Freddy's actual name is Gabrial, and his is Sir Fazbear's son (there's more to it and the og gang but imma leave yall to be curious and ask questions about it 😌 bc i miss interacting with yall as well-)
Gregory is Freddy's bio kid. The mom was just someone Freddy had a one night stand he accidentally got pregnant, but he never knew it bc she left before he woke up. She later on just left the newborn to his arms and left (again alot more to this, like why and how Freddy met this woman and did the deed lol)
The sassy queen over here is my oc Beeanca Queen, she was introduced here, i haven't shared alot of her yet tho, but i have a few plans to introduce her now that i got free time, her actual name is Destiny in this au
She's gonna be Freddy's gf/fiance on the au, marriage comes in a bit later. She's Greg's momma bee. Her and Freddy's dynamic came with the silly thought of, bears have the reputation of liking honey, bees make honey....you get the picture
Oh and Rammy is in this au as well. This au is the human version of my own au where Rammy is from, which the au is currently unamed as i haven't focused on it as much lol, but since it's just the og world just with my ocs, there isnt much to be talked about other then my oc's roles
There's also gonna be a few variations to this au where i mix things up with my buddy's @moth-berry human au, with her oc Quinnie, whom i very much love 🤲💞💞💞
Also also, this is my new favourite artstlye. Not really what imma do often, but it's quite easy to do when it comes to simple quick drawings
Tho definitely not easy (for me) to make it a full piece, or a comic, but it works to do quick ref sheets or just silly characters show off
I basically just doodle sum on paper, take a picture and transfer to ibispaint, go to the option of removing the white color of the picture. It won't look any different, until you take a layer underneath and color it, the picture is transparent. So i can just color in and once i remove the picture layer, i can just add quick in details and I'm done
It's so easy and fun, i kinda wanna draw more like that hehe
#god if anyones opens the door to let me info dump bout this au#more specifically this silly little family#this would turn into a huuuge post#like i have so much i wanna talk about them 😫😫#especially if its the crossover au between moth's au- like#they're such an adorable family 🥺🥺💞💞💞#cake talks#cakes art#fnaf#fnaf freddy#fnaf glamrock freddy#glamrock freddy#fnaf gregory#fnaf oc#nsdcakeocs#fazbears popstars au#also for the gang who reads my tags till the end#would yall be interested in sum cheap commissions with this stlye? hint hint👀👀#like i said i do wanna draw with that stlye a bit more hehe~
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greetings
your ghost files au,,,,
do you have any hcs for it, or maybe just general g/t ghoul boy thoughts? :0
- brick
Yes!! Thank you for the ask!!
For the uninitiated, my ghost files au is a g/t story wip I'm currently working on in my free time!! The plot is based off the hc that the reason the ghoul boys are never finding anything is because Shane is actually a very powerful supernatural being himself. The story is basically that Shane is a demon and has to go back to his realm of hell every now and again but this time Ryan follows him. Demons are gigantic compared to humans and that's where the g/t comes from :)
disclaimer: I am not christian and all my knowledge of this sort of thing comes from people retelling me stuff
NOW FOR THE HCS
:readmore:
Shane is a chaos boi. Originally as a young demon he did a lot of crazy stuff (that's why he has so much power today) but kinda settled down over time. He took a trip into the human world to get some ideas and became fascinated at the free will of humans and the absolutely ridiculous things they do with it and decides to protect them as best he can.
Then Shane meets Ryan and he starts spending more time in the human world than in hell because by the gods he thinks he's found the most chaotic human and he is in awe of his new best friend!!
(extra lil secret hc, Ryan causes much random shockwaves of chaos that Shane just takes credit for back in hell. Hell thinks Shane is back to how he used to be when he was younger.)
Shane also has to do a good amount of redirecting the demons' hatred of humans. The demons all think they're better than everyone, especially humans, so fraternizing with them would be a sign of weakness and any crack in the armor can let in a weapon.
So back in hell, Shane has to pretend to be this evil human hating guy to control his underlings while also keeping them from doing anything too shitty.
Some world building: Demons have an incredible amount of power in hell, but a lot less in the human world. Their whole deal is trying to cause as much chaos/harm as they can with only tiny amounts of power and without blowing their cover. They also want to trick as many humans into giving themselves to hell as possible, because then they can mess with that human to the full extent of their power.
Bonus angst: Shane is an immortal being that lives in hell and is best friends with a human that he wants to go to heaven when he dies. The demonic nature of Shane's being constantly flares up and tries to convince him to keep Ryan for himself so they can be best friends for all of eternity, but Shane fights it because he wants better for his buddy.
random hc: hell looks like a giant but otherwise normal office building
Demons are born, not made, so Shane is basically a completely different type of being than Ryan. He doesn't need to eat or sleep, it's more of a habit or an indulgence.
A good amount of the time, a shit ton of immortal beings above Shane's level of power have their eye on Ryan. Shane is aware of this but can't do much about it so he just shields Ryan from what he can.
i.e. Shane and Ryan go to Starbucks together before filming and Shane takes one look at the barista ('s holy glow that only he can see) and goes "Hey Ryan, why don't you wait in the car, this might take a sec."
Ryan thinks he's the most normal guy in the world, but he's consistently being tracked by the most powerful demons AND angels because Shane follows him around like a lost puppy
luckily for Shane, the more powerful a demon/angel, the less they care about the specifics of how things are done. Basically, as long as their side comes out on top, they don't give a shit if one of their guys is being incredibly unconventional. They have more important things to worry about. Shane just has to make sure he doesn't get too high up on the importance list.
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“BNHA: Bakugou Visits Gotham” ? I don’t know if he’ll be arrested or adopted or both!
This is the start of a collab fic. It's in chat-ish fragments.
SUMMARY: Tim Drake is Batman. Bakugo is visiting Gotham. He's going to impress the American heroes with his amazing quirk.
At least, that's his plan. Nobody warned him that super-powered plans often don't work as expected in Gotham.
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Aizawa set the whole thing up. Contacted Tim and said, I have a student with a lot of potential, but he thinks quirk strength defines a hero or villain. What would you say to a work study?
Jason accepted for him.
"Hey Replacement, one of your buddies from across the pond is sending some brat over here to learn real hero-ing. I offered to send Damian in exchange, but he wouldn't trade."
Nobody has told Bakugou that Batman is quirkless.
**
“So what’s your quirk? Super intelligence? Bat powers?”
"I'm rich."
“No, seriously, what’s your quirk?”
"I'm told I have a quirky smile. Well, actually, no, I haven't been told that. Nobody likes my smile. Now shut up and look over the files I have on all the other heroes and villains in the area.”
“Oh my god I’m working under Deku”
**
Meeting Damian:
"I usually just kill assholes like you, but out of politeness to Alfred, I'll leave you alive. No promises about keeping all your body parts."
Tim: "There will be NO DEATH MATCHES in the Batcave. No almost-death matches, either. Damian, do not maim my guest. Bakugo... eh, whatever, have fun, and good luck."
Bakugo getting so pissed that obviously everyone thinks he'd lose.
**
Bakugo facing off against Nightwing for a sparring match in the cave. "I get to take the Batmobile out for a spin when I win."
Tim, working at the computer: *snort* "If you can land a hit on him, I will give you a Batmobile."
(Bakugo does not come home with a Batmobile.)
“How are you doing that? There’s no way the human body can bend like that! ...He has a flexibility quirk, doesn't he? That can't be quirkless. Human bones can't do that."
“No, we’ve all been tested by the best doctors in the world. Besides Bruce had a code, no quirks in Gotham”
"Then why the fuck am I here?"
"Because maybe it's time to update the code. But maybe not; your quirk isn't helping you much."
"What are you talking about, my quirk is THE BEST! Just STAND STILL you fucking jumping bean!"
**
Kirishima: “so Bakubro, how was America. Man I can’t believe you got so lucky”
"It's like a whole damn country of shitty Dekus. Working with Deku. Fighting against Deku. Deku going shopping. Evil Deku trying to steal things. NOBODY HAS QUIRKS AND THEY ALL SUCK."
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6, 7 and 15 please!
HIYA!!! thank u thank u i am so ready to give recs!!!
6. 😊 A fic that made you smile on a bad day
to be idle and blessed by iphigenias (@oatflatwhite)
AO3 Summary:
“Coming, hot stuff?” he says over his shoulder, the sun sitting just above his curls and turning them so golden Eddie’s heart hurts. Buck’s shrimp-patterned board shorts have ridden up his thighs and there’s a bruise blooming over his left knee he swears he doesn’t remember getting; his face is pink-zinced and beaming, and he’s squinting at Eddie the same way he does when he’s half-asleep, on the couch in front of a movie he’d dozed off to, in opposite bunks at the firehouse at three a.m., in their bed across the thousand thread-count sheets he’d insisted on, cheek scruffy and creased red by the pillow. Christopher’s rash vest has yellow stegosauruses on the sleeves and his prescription goggles make his eyes look strange and googly, and last night when Eddie tucked him into bed his toes almost poked over the end.
i am so obsessed with this story!! buddie beach day!! family feels!! i just really like the way that this story makes me feel warm, you know? like the sun on my back. it’s been a minute since i last read it, so methinks it is time for a re-read!!
7. 💯 A fic that makes you think #writergoals
Lifelines by @hetrez
AO3 Summary:
Buck said, "Look, I'm sorry I overheard that because it's personal, and you should be able to decide who gets to have that part of you." Eddie came out of his hunch a little and looked him in the eyes, and Buck felt a zing of giddy accomplishment. It maybe made him stupid. "But to be honest, I'm really flattered that Pepa thought a punk like me could get a guy like you.”
Eddie's eyes went huge, and under the sodium lights Buck could see his ears turning red.
Shit. Back off, back off, Buck told himself. He said, "I mean, you look like you know how to file your taxes," and immediately wanted to smack himself in the face.
Just two strangers hanging out after a tsunami, talking about being in the closet.
this is quite possibly my most favourite buddie fic of all time. buck and eddie really feel like two strangers who stumble into each other in this super-charged, emotional exhausting time and form this connection without meaning to, you know?? i am personally a big fan of AUs, generally, but even for people who aren’t, this one is close enough to canon that i think you’d enjoy it anyway !!
15. 📚 A fic you wish you could display on your bookshelf
tell me about despair by @hattalove
AO3 Summary:
eddie's not entirely sure he believes in getting help, at least not for himself. there's only so much healing to be had for a body torn apart by bullets, for a mind that's only half there, for a man who's been leaving pieces of himself behind all his life with nothing to take their place.
except, as it turns out, falling apart happens in increments, and healing does, too: it happens when you gnaw a hole in your lip trying to keep quiet only to have the words escape; when you realize that the ghost you've been seeing out of the corner of your eye is yourself; when your best friend smiles, and you allow it to take your breath away.
it happens through the smallest of things: bird feeders, and cacti, and pasta shapes.
meanwhile, the world goes on.
(or: the entity often affectionately referred to as the unrepression fic.)
i am not the first to say this obviously but this story… oh man. it wrecked me, it fixed me, it made me cry, it made me think i should go to therapy. i think this magnum opus of a fic would fit perfectly on my bookshelf, honestly
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Appointment Scheduled
Summary- 2.7k Ransom Drysdale x Reader. Since that night at your parents, you haven't been to see Ransom. Not that he wasn't always on your mind. But you continue to defend your 'FWB' term that is all he is. Ransom gets tired of receiving physical silence from you.
So he made himself an appointment.
Warnings- somewhat mad mean Ransom, reader in denial of her feelings, some in the office over the desk sex. This is a cheater fic, the reader is cheating on her boyfriend and Ransom is encouraging this. Please if this bothers you, do not read it.
A/N- another self-indulgent fic featuring these two? Yes please, it's what I wanted, so it's what I wrote. As always, thank you for reading, comments and reblogging. You all have to thank @sagechanoafterdark for Ellie showing up in the story. We were talking that the reader needs a best friend who is like "Duh, you two are meant to be, it is so obvious." to our reader.
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“Ellie no I haven't seen him since my dad's birthday party. I mean a few messages here and there, but nothing more about meeting up.”
You hear your best friend scoff on the other line. She was your confidante, your tried and true, better or worse, the bitch who will help you bury the body friend.
She also lacked sugar coating anything.
“Well, you two are just dumb. One of you has to open that line of conversation, might as well be you.”
You hit the button to the lift, sighing into the phone as you watched the numbers ding. “I don’t know what conversation you are talking about El.”
“Uh, the one where you two have been in love with each other since basically middle school? The one where whenever you feel lonely, that's the man you call? Or how about the one how he runs to you whenever you even put out a HINT that you might need him? That one Y/N.”
“We are just fuck buddies-”
“Really good, rock your world, the best sex and head you’ve ever gotten, buddy. Right?” Ellie’s tone is dripping with sarcasm now and you pinch your nose in aggravation while stepping onto the elevator.
“Exactly like that.” You go a bit quiet. “Listen, I’m at work, so talk later, okay?”
“Sure, I miss you. I wish you would move back to the city.” Ellie softened her tone a bit. “Girls weekend soon? I love you.”
“I love you too and of course!” You hit the end button and stuff it in your bag, staying quiet the rest of the ride up.
Working as a lawyer's assistant wasn’t too bad. Although it's often said couples shouldn't work together, you hardly saw Neil while you were there. He was usually in some kind of pissing match with another DA in the building, which made for some interesting rants from him when he got home.
You dutifully listened, but with little interest. They got old and boring, which was how you were feeling in this ‘safe relationship.’
Really you felt something must be fucked up with you. Neil was a good guy, supportive, he didn't have much of a jealous streak, although you wished once in a while he would get a bit riled up about when someone was checking you out when the two of you went out for a date night. Everything was stable in your relationship, aside from the fact you basically were away to Ransom's bed any chance you could.
Then there was Ransom. The man you were able to actually swear yourself off from two years straight and got your life in order.
So you thought. It took one drink and conversation to fall back to where you two were two years ago. Only this time you found him missing him while you were away, thinking about him more.
You opened your office door and propped it open for your boss's clients to come inside and wait, your boss's door opened on the other side. Shaking off your over-the-top feelings going on, you went to pour Johanna's coffee and grab the files for today's cases. She was on the phone, so you just set them down with a small wave of your hand and settled behind the desk to get started transferring her notes into the system.
Ransom though was never far from your mind when you gave your cell the occasional glance.
Lunchtime approached which meant you would meet up with Neil and head to the small cafe on the corner. He would ask you about your work, you would ask him about his. There would be pleasantries shared. You sighed once more to yourself at the thought of it.
Johanna closed her door with a sudden click. You jumped a bit in surprise as she shouldered her handbag. “You okay Dear?” The woman asked kindly and you smiled, brushing it off.
“Caught up in these files.”
“Ah, yes there is a lot with this case. Sorry about all the extra notes. I know it's a tad boring. But take your break, stay out with Neil a little extra. It's a nice day and you've earned it.” She smiled kindly.
“I will be sure to, maybe Neil and I can breeze around the park before returning.” Fat chance… you thought as you smiled kindly at your boss as she took her leave. You picked at your cell phone, working your lip about to message Neil that you would meet him when a rather loud distinctive tone filled the entryway to your and Johanna's office.
“I have a meeting lined up with Johanna Klein, if you could let her assistant know that Ransom Drysdale is here to see her.”
Dropping your cell phone, forgetting about Neil, you rise out of your seat and go to your door, peering out. Ransom is leaning against the desk to the receptionists of the lawyer's offices explaining how it was your lunchtime and you were out of the building.
Ransom’s voice was about to release, you could see him drawing in the air to make himself a bit more imposing at the idea that he wasn’t allowed to see you when his icy orbs lifted from the receptionist to you, a perfect smirk crossing those pale pink lips that could be so soft at the moment while dropping venom just as easily. “She looks like she is available to me.”
The receptionist spun her chair to see you in the doorway. “It’s okay, Johanna booked him as the last one this morning.” You lied while Ransom made his way around the desk to enter your office. The receptionist looked like she was about to say something more when you quickly clicked the door closed and pulled the shade over the frosted glass to keep from anyone seeing the two of you in there.
“What are you doing here Ransom?” You ask yet again, while he was leaning against the desk with his arms folded over his chest.
“I have an appointment. Seems it's the only way to properly see you again.” He pushed up the sleeves of his long sleeves over muscled forearms. You being you, was absolutely unable to take your eyes off that action.
“Well, I’ve been busy and you never made mention of it again.”
“Kitten…” His tone lowered with a warning. “I didn't think I had to imply that you could come over whenever. But if I'm going to have to do it this way from now on.” He pushed off the desk to stalk the small space to you. “Guess that's what I will do. Book my appointments between-” a slight snarl darkened his face, the crease between his eyes deepening as his hand rested in your lower back and pushed you closer to him.
Overwhelmingly closer. His muscles through the shirt flexed under your hands coming to rest on his pecs and his cologne made your mouth water with the familiarity. The scent of bergamot and cedar gave an almost smoky scent, a touch of sweetness with vanilla had you inching closer to Ransom. “- your time with Neil.”
Your eyes flashed angrily at him then, pulling back a bit in his hold. “What does it matter to you, Ransom?”
“It doesn't. Like I told you before Kitten, you and I will never be over.”
“Feels a lot like jealousy to me then.” You spat a bit. “Since we're just this.” You shrugged a bit, now your temper is getting the best of you. “What was it that Ellie said to me this morning. Fuck buddies.”
“Your term, not mine Kitten.” Ransom yanked you in close again, this time his kiss was a lot different than that night in your bedroom. It was harsh and demanding, forcing you to open your mouth to him and swallow his passion. “You know fucking Neil is skating on thin ice, keeping you all the time.” He shoved you roughly against your desk, your hands flying to the paperwork you were working on before and it went flying for the most part. Some of it fisted in your hand as your ass arched out and pressed against Ransom's groin, making you hiss when he jerked your hips further back.
“Neil is technically my-” You started when a hand slapped over your mouth, fingers digging into your cheeks roughly.
All of it was turning you on, making your thighs squeeze together and you breathe harshly through your nose the more excited you got. “Don’t say it Kitten. Not right now, this is my time. Remember. I made an appointment.”
You felt your skirt get rucked up around your hips and Ransom leaned over, his chest pressing into your back as he flushed hot kisses on your neck, a yank to your shirt dragged your shirt over your shoulder. It wasn't gentle kisses, it was deep leave his mark there that was making you tilt your head and push back into him once more while he fumbled with his own pants to yank them open.
“Yes, yes your appointment. Did you miss this pussy?” You purred, mimicking the nickname you had earned. His fingers pushed aside the bit of cotton that was now sticky clinging to your folds and he stroked you with precision, spreading your slick all around till he swirled a finger against your clit.
“Enough to come searching your ass out.” He remarked when you felt his cock take over where his fingers were, thicker, velvet hardness in your soft folds make you mewl while gripping your desk's edge.
It was the right call, as soon as Ransom felt you start to take him, he pressed harder. Making you both hiss, your head falling against your desk as he stretched you open, his cock filling you quickly. His teeth sunk into your shoulder, registering the sting of it when he rutted into you, slamming your hips into the desk suddenly. “Fuck Ransom,” You hissed out and bit your lip to stifle a moan.
“This perfect round ass that is so fuckable.” His hand came against a cheek while his hips slammed into you steadily. Jerking you on the desk. But it all felt so good, the stink of the slap making you tighten around his cock while you gave a yelp in protest.
Again his hand came around your mouth, stuffing fingers in your mouth which you wrapped your lips around and sucked on them, making your eyes roll when you tasted yourself on them. “Shut it Kitten, suck yourself off me like a good girl while I fill this perfect cunt.” Ransom snapped his teeth near your ear. You moaned, trying to confirm that you would, you would do just as he said while he fucked you harshly from behind.
It clouded your mind, forgetting everything you had been stressed about all morning. Ransom's cock pounded into your wanting body like it was all you ever needed. Your smooth walls flexed around him, tightening till you felt the throbbing ridges that dragged and pulled through you.
It wasn't just his cock driving you mindless. It was the grunted words in your ear. “Perfect little clock slut, Kitten you love getting fucked on your desk don’t you?” He hissed in your ear as another drive made you moan incoherent at him. “Just so cock drunk slut, who is too stupid to answer me.” A tongue was dragged on your tongue, kisses right at the hinge of your jaw made you whine and press back against him. He knew that it drove you crazy to feel the flush of his lips along your neck, driving you mindless. “Just my sweet little Kitten taking it so well.”
All you could do was mewl around his fingers stuffed in your mouth, drool escaping from the corners of your stretched lips and dribbling on the paperwork you had crumpled in your fists. Your chest pressed harshly against the desk, making you wheeze under Ransom’s weight. It was smothering, him all over caging you against the furniture, pumping his cock harshly into your core and your mouth stuffed with his fingers keeping you quiet.
It was too much and not enough, cause you still weren't quite there. The heat burned in your belly, wanting to implode you into oblivion. Ransom gritted his teeth as he wedged a hand under you, fingers feeling for your throbbing clit that ached for his touch.
The roll of his fingers made you moan at the tension. The rush made your spine snap and fight against Ransom, which he felt as you squealed in protest, his teeth snapping near you while he sputtered.
“Just fucking cum Kitten, then you can relax. Your boss will be back any time now.” Nearby you glanced at your phone that somehow was still on the table, the time wavering in your sight, as well as some ‘Where are you?’ texts from Neil.
Ransom wanted you to relax and cum, which is what you wanted as well. The numbing release was right there with his help and you let go. The wave was mind blanking. You sagged under Ransom, and he tightened his hold on you as he used you. But you were in bliss as he grunted over you, hot shots of cum filling you while he sagged in relief against you.
Jerks of his cock still quivered your sensitive walls as he took a few last slow pumps into you before he plated his hands against your messy desk and pulled himself up, pulling out of your messy cunt.
“Gonna have to go the rest of the day like that Kitten.” He chuckled as he straightened your panties back in place and pulled your skirt down over your ass. His hand went around your waist and he helped guide you back to a stand to face him. Brushes of his thumbs over your face was an attempt to fix your makeup which made you wince while you rubbed the drool from your chin.
“How bad is it?”
Ransom winced when you asked. “Pretty bad… looks like you've been crying… or got properly fucked. Take your pick.” He said as his hands dropped to pull his pants back in place and zip them back up, the button going back through the loop.
It was unfair that Ransom didn't get completely ruined like you did when this sort of thing happened. You rushed around your desk to grab some wet wipes to wipe the smudged lipstick and mascara off.
‘You know… I never have this problem with Neil.” You muttered and Ransom snapped back as he watched you, leaning down to pick up some of the papers that fell and shuffle them together while you did a quick reapplication so no one would question it.
“Kitten, obviously the man isn't fucking you right then.” A smirk flashed up at you as he handed you your papers and you were quick to tuck them away.
You broke into a small dirty smile, a roll of your eyes playing with him. “Well… you are correct in that Ransom. Now split, Johanna will be back soon.”
“Nope." A pop of the p that made you huff at him. "I have an appointment Y/N.” He swept down into a seat just as Johanna clicked open the door and stepped back in.
“Y/N, did you have a good lunch? I didn’t expect to see you back so soon. But I was told my next client is here.” She glanced towards the corner of the room where Ransom was picking at his sweater. “Mr. Drysdale, come on in with me, please? We will get started.” She smiled warmly as she went around your desk to let herself into her office, Ransom moving to a stand with a chipper.
“Absolutely, thrilled to get started. Y/N here has been a perfect host in the meantime.” He winked at you with a light brush of his fingers along your arm before disappearing into Johanna’s office, the door shutting behind them.
You could only begin to guess what Ransom was up to coming all the way here. Which you would find out later, either from Ransom or Johanna.
Right now you had to deal with standing up Neil, which when you picked up your phone, chewing your lip that you still could taste yourself on from Ransom’s fingers, you read the message.
Y/N, where are you? I have been waiting for an hour for you.
You started to text out your lie of an excuse hoping that this wouldn't be the day it would all blow up in your face.
#ransom drysdale au#ransom drysdale and reader#ransom drysdale x kitten#ransom drysdale fan fiction#knives out au#knives out fanfiction#ransom drysdale x you#ransom drysdale x y/n#amber writes#sweater writes#chris evans characters#chris evans characters fanfiction#tw cheating fic
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Command :kill sans
As soon as your command reaches them, their eyes widen, and they feel their heart sink into their stomach.
The world around them goes gray, and all they can feel is the cold sweat dripping down their back. The voices of their mother and Carton fade into the background.
"..."
They head for the door, feeling the pounding heartbeat in their fingers as they grip the knob.
"We leavin' already?" Susie asks. "W--"
"I left something outside." Kris says, voice strained. "Be back."
They exit, and shut the door behind them.
They walk away.
Below them is a somewhat steep drop.
They sit, and slide down it. It chills them, but they don't shudder. They get up.
They keep going.
Their left leg locks.
They drag it, and keep going.
Their arms lock.
They keep going.
Their right leg locks.
They cannot move.
"..."
They shut their eyes tightly, as they turn around.
"... Please, stop."
The command pulls them, and they begin to walk back.
"Please."
Their hands grip the slope.
"Please..."
"Please. C'mon." (don't make me do it again)
They begin to climb, fingers digging into the ice and pulling their body up, up... up.....
Then, a voice cuts through the dense air.
"Hey! Kid!"
Kris' breath hitches, and they look up. On the top of the slope is Sans, looking down at them with his hands in his pockets.
"You okay?" He calls. "That looked like a pretty bad fall there, buddy."
Kris grits their teeth, and with all their might, they let go. And fall again.
"KID!"
Kris feels their back collide with the snow, and hisses in pain. They hardly have any time to recover before their body is standing back up.
They hear the slide of boots on the slope, as Sans comes to stand next to them.
"You hurt?" He asks. "Your uh, mom sent me out here to check on you--"
"Get away from mme." They blurt out.
Sans stares at them. "... I'm-"
"Get away from me!" Kris says, louder.
"Kid,-"
"GO!"
The sword barely misses Sans as he leaps backwards, eyes wide. He stumbles in the snow, backing up.
"Whatareyou-"
Kris slices again, and again, and keeps advancing. Sans backs up faster, keeps dodging-- he raises his hand, and magic pulses around it.
"KID. STO--"
Then, he can't breathe. Kris doesn't look.
Kris feels the resistance of his body against their blade, just like with Ralsei before, and they keep their eyes shut tightly.
They feel him slide off, and they hear him hit the snow.
...
Despite themselves, they open their eyes.
"..."
They shut them again.
Both voices, at once:
"I want to reload"
"A-and after I gave you my jacket..."
RESET
LOADING SAVE FILE...
#👾 kris#💤 sans#save#reset#🎃 the ghostery store#🦖 susie#🥧 toriel#ask to tag?#🎨 art#im not that happy w the writing but. take it i guess#:/
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The Avengers
A/n: Full credit to @sade-shark for the idea, please go check them out! They’re doing this with Ncis episodes. I also replaced some lines of particular characters with lines for y/n.
As Fury saw Loki begin to control Clint’s mind, he nudged you, letting you know to take the tesseract and run.
“Please don't. I still need that.” Loki said, looking towards you.
“This doesn't have to get any messier.” Fury responded.
“Of course it does. I've come too far for anything else. I am Loki of Asgard,” Why did that name sound so familiar? “And I am burdened with glorious purpose.”
“Loki? Brother of Thor?” Selvig questioned. It finally hit you. You knew he was in a children's book. A story you were often told as a child.
“We have no quarrel with your people.” Fury stated.
“An ant has no quarrel with a boot.” Loki stated , bluntly.
“You planning to step on us?”
“I come with glad tidings, of a world mad free.”
“Free from what?” You questioned.
Freedom. Freedom is life's great lie. Once you accept that, in your heart, you will know peace.
- - -
“But first, we need you to talk to the big guy.” Phil informed Natsha.
“Coulson, you know that Stark trusts me about as far as he can throw me.” Natasha responded.
“No, I've got Stark. You get the big guy. Bring y/n.”
- - -
“You know, for a man who's supposed to be avoiding stress, you picked a hell of a place to settle.” Natasha said.
“Avoiding stress isn't the secret.” Bruce said.
“Then, what is it? Yoga?” You questioned.
“You brought me to the edge of the city, smart. I uh... assume the whole place is surrounded?”
“Just us.” Natasha said.
“And your actress buddy, is she a spy too?”
“Y/n?”
“No, the girl. Do they start that young?”
“I did.”
“Who are you guys?”
“Natasha Romanoff.”
“Y/n Parker.”
“Are you here to kill me, Miss Romanoff and Parker? Because that's not gonna work out for everyone.”
“No. No. Of course not.” Natasha assured.
“We’re here on behalf of SHIELD.” You stated.
“SHIELD. How did they find me?”
“We never lost you, doctor. We've kept our distance, even helped keep some other interested parties off your scent.” Natasha said.
“Why?”
“Nick Fury seems to trust you.”
“We need you to come in.” You stated.
- - -
You and Fury walk into the gym, watching as Steve is pummeling a punching bag.
“Trouble sleeping?” Fury questioned
“I slept for seventy years, sir. I think I've had my fill.” He stated, never taking his eyes off he bag.
“You should be out, celebrating.” You stated. Steve stops punching and walks over to the bench. He begins to unravel the tape off his hands and sits down.
“I went under, the world was at war, I wake up, they say we won. They didn't say what we lost.”
“We've made some mistakes along the way. Some very recently.” Fury informed him.
“You here with a mission, sir?”
“I am.”
“Trying to get me back in the world?”
“Trying to save it.” You hand Steve a file. “Is there anything you can tell us about the Tesseract that we should know now?”
“You should have left it in the ocean.”
- - -
“Sir, Agent Parker of SHIELD is on the line.” Jarvis said.
“I'm not in. I'm actually out.” Tony responded.
“Sir, I'm afraid she's insisting.”
“Close the line Jarvis. I got a date.”
“Sir, the telephone. I'm afraid my protocols are being overwritten.”
“Stark, we need to talk.” You said.
“You have reached the life model decoy of Tony Stark, please leave a message.” The door opens, and you walk out.
“You really are an ass sometimes.” You declared.
“Security breach!”
“Y/n! Come in.” Pepper called.
“We need you to look this over.” You inform him, handing him a file. “As soon as possible.”
- - -
“So, this Doctor Bruce was trying to replicate the serum that was used on me?” Steve questioned.
“A lot of people were. You were the world's first superhero. Bruce thought gamma radiation might hold the key to unlocking Erskine's original formula.” Coulson stated.
“Didn't really go his way, did it?”
“Not so much. When he's not that thing though, guy's like a Stephen Hawking. He's like a smart person. I gotta say, it's an honor to meet you, officially. I sort of met you, I mean, I watched you while you were sleeping. I mean, I was... I was present while you were unconscious from the ice. You know, it's really, it's just a... just a huge honor to have you on board.”
“Well, I hope I'm the man for the job.”
“Oh, you are. Absolutely. Uh... we've made some modifications to the uniform. I had a little design input.”
“The uniform? Aren't the stars and stripes a little... old fashioned?”
“With everything that's happening, the things that are about to come to light, people might just need a little old fashioned.”
- - -
“Agent Romanoff. Agent Parker. Captain Rogers.” Coulson stated.
“Ma'ams?”
“Hi.” Natasha said.
“Actually Steve and I already met. Also, they need you on the bridge.” You responded.
“See you there.” Coulson said.
“There was quite the buzz around here, finding you in the ice. I thought Coulson was gonna swoon. Did he ask you to sign his Steve Rogers trading cards yet?” Natasha said.
“Trading cards?”
“They're vintage, he's very proud.” You said.
- - -
“Kneel before me.” Loki commanded. He looked around at the crowd of people ignoring him, “I said kneel!” He let out a light chuckle as they kneeled.
“Is not this simpler? Is this not your natural state? It's the unspoken truth of humanity, that you crave subjugation. The bright lure of freedom diminishes your life's joy in a mad scramble for power, for identity. You were made to be ruled. In the end, you will always kneel.” He looked out in shock as one man refused to kneel.
“Not to men like you.” He stated.
“There are no men like me.”
“There are always men like you.”
- - -
“You know, the last time I was in Germany and saw a man standing above everybody else, we ended up disagreeing.” Steve said.
“The soldier. A man out of time.” Loki stated.
“I'm not the one who's out of time.” Loki looked up to see the quinjet gun aimed at him.
“Loki, drop the weapon and stand down.” Natasha called. Steve is knocked down by Loki. Standing over him, he points the scepter on his helmet.
“Kneel.”
“Not today!” Steve flips and knocks him out with his leg. Loki grabs him and flips him over.
“The guy's all over the place.” You called.
Tony Stark
“Agent Romanoff, Agent Parker, did you miss me?” Tony questioned.
“The better question is, did you miss me?” You questioned in response. He lands and pulls out every piece of weaponry the suit has.
“Make your move, Reindeer Games.” Loki surrenders. “Good move.”
- - -
Thunder rumbles, and Loki stares out the window.
“What's the matter? Scared of a little lightning?” Steve questioned.
“I'm not overly fond of what follows.” Then Thor landed on the jet.
“Think the guy's friendly?”
“Doesn't matter. If he frees or kills Loki, the Tesseract's lost.” You respond.
Tony gears up and goes to jump off.
“Stark, we need a plan of attack!” Steve shouts.
“I have a plan. Attack.” Tony states bluntly. He jumps out of the jet, chasing after Thor.
“Have fun! Natasha and I will be here!” You called.
“I'd sit this one out, Cap.” Natasha states.
“I don't see how I can.”
“These guys come from legends, they're basically gods.” You said.
“There's only one God, ma'am. And I'm pretty sure he doesn't dress like that.” You chuckled and he jumped out of the jet.
- - -
Thor and Tony crash into the forest. Thor gets up, Tony standing, keepings his distance. He poems his helmet.
“Do not touch me again!” The man yells
“Then don't take my stuff.” Tony responds.
“You have no idea what you're dealing with.”
“Shakespeare in the park? Doth mother know you weareth her drapes?”
“This is beyond you, metal man. Loki will face Asgardian justice!”
“He gives up the Cube, he's all yours. Until then, stay out of my way… tourist.”
- - -
“Loki's gonna drag this out. So, Thor, what's his play?” Steve asked.
“He has an army called the Chitauri. They're not of Asgard or any world known. He means to lead them against your people. They will win him the earth. In return, I suspect, for the Tesseract.”
- - -
“There's not many people that can sneak up on me.”
“But you knew I'd come.” You said.
“After. After whatever tortures Fury can concoct, you would appear as a friend, as a balm. And I would cooperate.”
“I wanna know what you've done to Agent Barton.”
“I'd say I've expanded his mind.”
- - -
In the lab, egos keep rubbing off each other and at any moment, the shit will hit the fan.
“You speak of control, yet you court chaos.” Thor declared.
“It's his M.O., isn't it? I mean, what are we, a team? No, no, no. We're a chemical mixture that makes chaos. We're... we're a time-bomb.” Bruce remarked.
“You need to step away.” Fury asserted. Tony puts his arm around Steve,
“Why shouldn't the guy let off a little steam?” Tony queried. He pushed Tony’s arm off,
“You know damn well why! Back off!” Steve snapped. Tony steps in front of Steve so they're face to face.
“Oh, I'm starting to want you to make me.”
“Big man in a suit of armor. Take that off, what are you?”
“Genius, billionaire, playboy, philanthropist.”
“The only thing you really fight for is yourself. You're not the guy to make the sacrifice play, to lay down on a wire and let the other guy crawl over you.”
- - -
“Agent Romanoff, would you escort Dr. Bruce back to his…” Fury began,
“Where? You rented my room.” Bruce interrupted.
“The cell was just in case…”
“In case you needed to kill me, but you can't! I know! I tried! I got low. I didn't see an end, so I put a bullet in my mouth and the other guy spit it out! So I moved on. I focused on helping other people. I was good, until you dragged me back into this freak show and put everyone here at risk!” Bruce slowly gets upset as he looks at Romanoff and Parker, who gets unnerved.\
“You wanna know my secret, Agent Romanoff, Parker? You wanna know how I stay calm?” You and Natasha have your hands down to grab your guns.
“Doctor Bruce... put down the scepter.” Steve requested. Bruce looks down and is shocked to see he’s holding the scepter. The computer beeps and they all turn towards it.
“Got it.” Tony announced. Bruce puts down the scepter and walks to the computer.
“Sorry, kids. You don't get to see my little party trick after all.”
- - -
“Move away, please.” Coulson requests. Loki moves away.
“You like this? We started working on the prototype after you sent THE DESTROYER. Even I don't know what it does. Do you wanna find out?” A loud gasp is let out as Loki impales Coulson through the heart, the facade fading away.
- - -
Barton and Natasha continue fighting each other. Barton eventually goes down hard. He looks up at her, almost coming to his senses.
“Natasha.” Clint called weakly. Natasha knocks him out.
- - -
“You're gonna lose.” Coulson mutters. Loki turns around,
“Am I?”
“It's in your nature.”
“Your heroes are scattered, your floating fortress falls from the sky...where is my disadvantage?”
“You lack conviction.”
- - -
“These were in Phil Coulson's jacket. Guess he never did get you to sign them.” Fury said, throwing Coulson’s Steve Rogers trading cards on the table, stained with blood.
“We're dead in the air up here. Our communications, location of the cube, Bruce, Thor. I got nothing for you. Lost my one good eye. Maybe I had that coming.” He took a pause before continuing, “Yes, we were going to build an arsenal with the Tesseract. I never put all my chips on that number though, because I was playing something even riskier. There was an idea, Stark knows this, called The Avengers Initiative. The idea was to bring together a group of remarkable people, see if they could become something more. See if they could work together when we needed them to, to fight the battles that we never could. Phil Coulson died still believing in that idea, in heroes.”
- - -
You and Natasha watch over Clint as he tries to shake off Loki's mind control.
“Clint, you're gonna be alright.” You say
“You know that? Is that what you know? I got...I gotta go in though. I gotta flush him out.” Clint faltered.
“We don't have that long, it's gonna take time.” Natasha says.
“I don't understand. Have you ever had someone take your brain and play? Pull you out and send something else in? Do you know what it's like to be unmade?”
“You know that I do.”
“Why am I back? How did you get him out?”
“Cognitive recalibration. She hit you really fucking hard in the head.” You informed him.
“Thanks.” Natasha removes the restraints. “How many agents?”
“Don't. Don't do that to yourself, Clint. This is Loki.” Natasha said.
“This is monsters and magic and nothing we were ever trained for.” You declared.
“Loki, he got away?” Clint questioned.
“Yeah. I don't suppose you know where?”
“I didn't need to know. I didn't ask. He's gonna make his play soon though. Today.”
“We gotta stop him.” Natasha announced.
“Yeah? Who's we?”
“I don't know. Whoever's left.”
“Well, if I put an arrow in Loki's eye socket, I'd sleep better I suppose.”
“Now you sound like you.” She sits next to Clint.
“But you don't. You're a spy, not a soldier. Now you want to wade into a war. Why? What did Loki do to you?”
“He didn't, I just.” She pauses.
“Natasha.”
“I've been compromised. I got red in my ledger. I'd like to wipe it out.”
- - -
Tony lands and unsuits, Loki looks up at him, smiling. They proceed to walk into the penthouse, Loki holding the scepter. Tony casually walks down the steps,and heads towards the bar.
“Please tell me you're going to appeal to my humanity.” Loki states.
“Uh...actually, I'm planning to threaten you.” Tony responds casually.
“You should have left your armor on for that.”
“Yeah, it's seen a bit of mileage. You've got the blue stick of destiny. Would you like a drink?”
“Stalling me won't change anything.”
“No, no, no! Threatening. No drink? You sure? I'm having one.”
“The CHITAURI are coming, nothing will change that. What have I to fear?”
“The Avengers.” Loki looks at him, confused. “It's what we call ourselves, sort of like a team. `EARTH'S MIGHTIEST HEROES' type of thing.”
“Yes, I've met them.”
“Yeah, takes us a while to get any traction, I'll give you that one. But, let's do a head count here. Your brother, the demi-God; a super soldier, a living legend who kind of lives up to the legend; a man with breath-taking anger management issues; a couple of master assassins, and you, big fella, you've managed to piss off every single one of them.”
“That was the plan.”
“Not a great plan. When they come, and they will, they'll come for you.”
“I have an army.”
“We have a Hulk.”
“I thought the beast had wandered off.”
“You're missing the point. There's no throne, there is no version of this, where you come out on top. Maybe your army comes and maybe it's too much for us, but it's all on you. Because if we can't protect the Earth, you can be damned well sure we'll avenge it.” Loki walks up to him, raising the scepter.
“How will your friends have time for me, when they're so busy fighting you?” Loki taps the scepter on Tony’s chest but nothing happens. Confused, Loki tires again yet still nothing.
“It should work.”
“Well, performance issues. You know?” Loki grabs Tony by the throat and flings him across the room. “Jarvis. Anytime now.”
Loki grabs Tony by the throat again. “You will all fall before me.” Loki throws Tony out the window, and Tony proceeds to freefall. The suit eventually forms around him and he flies up. Loki looks up, angry.
“And there's one other person you pissed off! His name was Phil.” Loki raises the scepter and Tony fires at Loki, sending him on his ass.
- - -
Loki walks onto the balcony at the sounds of the Chitauri. Thor lands on the tower and Loki turns to face him.
“Loki! Turn off the Tesseract or I'll destroy it!”
“You can't. There is no stopping it. There is only the war!”
“So be it.”
- - -
“I got a nuke coming in, it's gonna blow in less than a minute. And I know just where to put it.”
Tony catches up with the missile from behind. The missile speeds on and Tony grabs it, gripping tightly. Steering it from behind, he accelerates quickly, flying straight up into the sky, towards the portal.
“Stark, you know that's a one-way trip?” Steve asks.
- - -
Everyone holds their breath as they watch Tony fly up into the portal. Still holding the scepter, Natasha shifts around, waiting. “Come on, Stark.” She says, becoming impatient. After getting a nod from Thor, Steve looks at Natasha,
“Close it.”
Without hesitating, she pulls the scepter out, and closes the portal. As the portal is almost closed, Tony comes falling through.
“Son of a gun!” Steve calls with a smile.
“He's not slowing down.” Thor observes. Before Thor can go to get Tony, the Hulk comes and grabs hipm, bringing him to the street. Thor rips off Tony's helmet, and Tony just lies there, and they all watch, unsure. Hulk yells, startling Tony awake.
“What the hell? What just happened? Please tell me nobody kissed me?”
“We won.” Y/n declared.
“Alright. Hey. Alright. Good job, guys. Let's just not come in tomorrow. Let's just take a day. Have you ever tried shawarma? There's a shawarma joint about two blocks from here. I don't know what it is, but I wanna try it.” You chuckled at his comment before nodding.
- - -
One-by-one, the group separates into different directions. Bruce climbs in with Tony in his sports car, Steve on his Harley, and Natasha and Clint climb back into SHIELD cars.
- - -
“Where are the Avengers?” The second councilmen asked.
“We’re not currently tracking their whereabouts. We'd say they've earned a leave of absence.” You responded.
“And the Tesseract?” The third councilman asked.
“The Tesseract is where it belongs: out of our reach.” Fury informed them.
“That's not your call.” The first councilmen declared.
“I didn't make it. I just didn't argue with the god that did.”
“So you let him take it and the war criminal, Loki, who should be answering for his crimes?”
“Oh, I think he will be.”
“I don't think you understand what you've started. Letting the Avengers loose on this world. They're dangerous.”
“They surely are. And the whole world knows it. Every world knows it.” You said.
“Was that the point of all this?”
- - -
“Sir, how does it work now? They've gone their separate ways, some pretty extremely far. We get into a situation like this again, what happens then?” Agent Hill asked.
“They'll come back.” Fury responded confidently.
“You really sure about that?”
“I am.”
“Why?”
“Because we'll need them to.” You state.
All: @sade-shark
Marvel: @arethosepotatoes
Series: Lmk and I’ll add you
#natasha romanoff#natasha romanoff fluff#natasha romanoff x reader#marvel fanfiction#Natasha romanoff x Parker!reader
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The One That Got Away (Sonny Carisi x Daughter!Reader) Part 1/2
anonymous inquired:
Hii do you fanfics, imagines for SVU? If so can you do a Sonny x reader where you are his daughter and you try to kill yourself after being raped. The team finds out and hunts the rapist down. If you could make it middle length maybe? It’s ok if you can’t. If you can thank youuu
Trigger Warning(s): mentions of rape, description of rape, suicide attempt, self-harm, language, etc..
Reminder: Spoilers from recent episodes of SVU - so Carisi is ADA now. If you don't like spoilers, please watch/start on Season 22 beforehand. Thank you.
You could still feel the touch of him. How he threw you around like garbage. When you look down at your legs, you see reminders of him. That night was horrifying for you. However, you weren't surprised that you were targeted since you're the daughter of ADA Carisi.
Y/N Carisi - you were born on M/D/Y - having e/c eyes and h/c hair. Despite all that, you grew up near the SVU, so you knew the signs but you felt like you were stupid and deserved this. Like it was meant to happen. You haven't told anyone because you felt ashamed. You know (for a fact) that your dad will literally kill the guy - but you don't want him to risk his job for you.
(POV CHANGE - I/IM/ME/FIRST PERSON)
I came home from school and immediately went to my bedroom. My dad wasn't home yet so I just lay in my bed - and do what I've been doing. I just look at the wall and think. I think about the things I've done, the things I've wanted to do, the things I want to do, and the things that I wanted to do but was too scared to do so.
It's hard being an ADA's daughter because I've seen the threats he's gotten. People have cyberbullied me a lot, which isn't a surprise, but it's still not pleasant. Through my dad, I've felt unsafe because of threats I received - and some of the things that have been done to me.
A few weeks ago, I was raped after my dad won a case. The convicted man's family, who is apart of a mafia, seemed to convey hatred against him. I'm not sure if it's one of them that raped me but I just want to block it out. I want to forget it ever happened but it's not that easy. The past few days have been even harder because the thoughts have gotten worse. My dad knows I struggle with my mental health, in general, but he doesn't know why it's worsened lately. He doesn't know that I've started self-harming again.
It's hard to be alone with all these thoughts - because it's getting harder. I look at the belt nearby and place my hand against the leather. I just want this pain to be gone.
(HOURS LATER; 3RD PERSON POV)
Sonny finally arrived home. He had been trying to get a hold of Y/N but he had no luck. He opened the front door to a silent apartment. He was used to the silence but he felt a different feeling - like something was - like a gut instinct. He knew something was up.
He began to call Y/N's name, "Y/N! Are you home?" Silence. Just pure silence. He looked around the apartment and noticed her backpack on the kitchen counter - so she was home.
He went down the hallway and saw her bedroom door barely shut. He opened the door and he felt his stomach turn. Y/N was hanging from a belt. He rushed to her and unbuckled the belt carefully, so she would fall down, but he grabbed her in time. She placed her on the floor and felt for a pulse. It was weak but she had a pulse.
He took his phone out and dialed 911, before putting the speakerphone on and placing it on the ground. He immediately began chest compressions.
"911, what is your emergency?"
"This is ADA Sonny Carisi of Manhattan. I just came home to my daughter who attempted suicide. Please, send some paramedics and SVU here."
He continued the CPR, "Are there signs of sexual abuse?"
"I don't know but something isn't right. I'm doing CPR right now. Her pulse is weak. Please, hurry."
"Yes sir, just keep doing what you're doing. They're on their way."
Sonny continued to do the compressions, hoping she'd wake up, but she was still unconscious.
"Come on, baby..." He mumbled under his breath, as he continued the compressions.
Minutes went by and the paramedics arrived, along with SVU. They rushed into the house and Sonny stood by, as they began to take her vitals and placed her on a stretcher. Sonny felt like his whole world was turning upside down.
Olivia rushed in there, along with Amanda. "Sonny, what happened?"
"I came home to check on her because she wasn't answering her phone, so when I got here - something felt off and went to her room and found her like this..." He explained, trying to contain his emotions.
"Do you think she was raped?" Amanda questioned, causing Sonny to look down to the ground.
"I don't know but she hasn't been suicidal... I've been with her and something isn't right about this."
Olivia watched them take her out on the stretcher, noticing scratches on her arms, before sighing. Sonny was right. Something was wrong.
Hours had passed and Y/N awoke in a hospital bed, looking around to see her dad and some of his friends. "Dad?"
Sonny immediately rushed to his daughter's side and gave a kiss on her forehead. "How are you, sweetheart?"
She remembered what she did and regret filled her eyes. She placed her palms over her eyes and shook her head. "I'm so sorry, dad..."
"You have nothing to be sorry about, Y/N." Sonny assurred but she shook her head, throwing her hands down on the bed.
"I do, I really do, Dad." Y/N sobbed out, tears beginning to flow down her cheeks. Sonny looked at her and grabbed her hand, rubbing the back of her hand gently.
"Honey, why are you sorry?" She began to tug at the IV, trying to take it out. Machines began to beep uncontrollably, "You're safe, Y/N!"
"Dad, you're gonna kill me..." She yelled out in hysterics, nurses beginning to barge in.
"Sedate her!" One of the nurses shouted. Sonny was forced to get out of the room as he watched her fight off nurses.
"What happened to my babygirl?"
"Sonny..." Olivia began as she placed a hand on his back. "I think she's been raped or assaulted."
Sonny felt himself becoming numb and in shock. Olivia had it wrong, or did she? It would make a lot of sense, though. The huge question was why? Why would someone hurt his babygirl? That question ran through his mind.
Hours passed by and Sonny anxiously paced the halls of the hospital. Olivia had gone in there to talk with Y/N. Sonny knew he couldn't do it and just knew that she wouldn't talk to him about it. Not yet, at least.
"It's going to be okay, Carisi..." Amanda reassured, standing up after sitting in the chair for some time. "We will figure this all out but you need to sit down, you'll make yourself sick."
"I already feel sick and disgusted. I should've known something was off. I should've taken off work when her behavior started changing but I thought it was just teenage things. We've all gone through it..."
Amanda tightened her lips, biting the inside of her cheek. It was really unfortunate. The creak from the hospital room's door interrupted the two. Olivia came out with a clipboard, approaching Sonny at once. "I need you to sit down, Sonny..."
Sonny knew exactly what Olivia was going to say. Either way, nothing would stop the anger evolving inside of him. He didn't protect his daughter like he was always promised. He was already blaming himself.
"She was raped about a week ago. His identity is unknown but she said he had green eyes, black hair, pale skin, and dressed very neatly - but she mentioned that he said it was a warning for you..."
Sonny curled his eyebrows together, bringing eye contact with Olivia. He began to shook his head, grabbing the sides of his face, burying his face into his lap. "No..."
"She said he supposedly was a relative of a case you beat recently."
Carisi pounded his fist into his legs, screaming out, "Damn it!"
He jumped to his feet immediately, rushing toward the exit of the building, anger overcoming him.
"Sonny, you can't pursue this case!" Olivia yelled through the distance. "I have the authority to arrest you and I don't want to do that..."
He stopped in his tracks, turning to her. "You won't let me pursue this but you pursued your buddy Stabler's wife's case..."
"Excuse me?"
"If you can help your old partner out, then you can have my back on this... Either way, I have a feeling on who this is, and no one's stopping me - not even you."
With that, Carisi rushed out of the hospital building, leaving Olivia speechless. She looked at Amanda and audibly sighed.
Carisi got home and skimmed through each case file thoroughly, especially recent cases.
Brown v. Powell
New York State v. Senator Graham
Little v. Brewster
Jackson v. Gallagher
As he went past the Jackson v. Gallagher file, he pulled up the list of relatives for the Gallagher case (the opposing side). He saw Michael Gallagher. He was 35 and had all the features his daughter reportedly claimed. He clenched his hands into fists for a moment before hearing the doorbell ring. He snapped out of it and went to open the door.
In the pouring rain, Olivia stood there. Carisi found himself surprised but grateful.
"I'm sorry..." She gently apologized as she dug her hands into the pockets of her trenchcoat.
"We don't have time for that. I think I found a suspect..."
Olivia widened her eyes a bit as he led her to his office. He began to explain the case to her, which was complicated but expressed how one of the relatives had been sending threats since the trial completed. In which, we have Michael Gallagher.
"This is good... He looks just like the guy she described. This is a good sign, Sonny." Olivia admitted as she pulled out her phone. "I'm going to have them test Y/Ns DNA samples and possibly other DNA matches as soon as they can."
"Thank you, Liv."
She flashed a sly smile at him before she headed out. However, Sonny wouldn't be sleeping anytime soon, so the night would be interesting.
#sonny carisi#law and order svu#law and order: svu#lawandorder#law and order#law and order svu imagines#carisi#sonny carisi imagine#sonny carisi x reader#detective carisi#ada carisi
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This one is for my buddy @feeling-weirdy -- she has been such a great friend to me and she wanted a little bit of Vision with his little girl, so I was happy to write this up for her. Thanks for the laughs and fun conversations, Rini! I hope you enjoy!
"Introducing", an Outnumbered AU Drabble
"Can I hold her?"
"Vis," Wanda chuckled. "You don't have to ask to hold your daughter."
The bundle in Wanda's arms stirred at the sound of voices in the small hospital room. Trying not to disturb her further, Wanda placed the bundle in Vision's arms.
"I can't believe she's finally here," He said, looking down at the tiny human in his arms. "She's perfect."
Vision took his free hand and slowly lifted the pink hat to reveal a small tuft of dark hair right at the top of the baby's head. He smoothed it down with the tips of his fingers and pulled the hat back down, smiling until his cheeks started to sting.
"Look at how perfectly that shirt fits," Wanda said, pointing at the Mama's Wildflower shirt they picked out for her weeks ago. "I'm so glad we went with 3-6 months. She probably wouldn't have fit in 0-3 months."
"You're a big girl, aren't you?" Vision cooed, bouncing the baby in his arms.
"We should probably let Tony and Pepper know she's here," Wanda said. "Want me to send the text?"
Without breaking his stare from the baby, Vision pulled his phone from his pocket and handed it over to Wanda who typed a quick and simple text to Tony Stark.
"She's here!
9lbs 8 oz
21 inches long
Born at 4:25pm"
Instead of handing the phone back to Vision, she quietly sat it in her lap and observed her husband with their new baby daughter.
"You're a beauty," Vision whispered, running his fingers down her chubby little cheeks. "Just like your mummy. Oh look! She's opening her eyes!"
Wanda sat up, leaning forward as Vision brought their little girl into view. Big blue eyes suddenly stared back at them. They were a little crossed, but still beautiful.
"Daddy's eyes," Wanda observed, smiling as Vision shifted and brought the baby back close to his chest, enveloping her the tiniest, gentlest hug. "She needs name, Vis."
Vision nodded, turning the thought over in his mind. As a flood of names presented themselves to him.
"Amelia?" Vision asked, quickly shaking his head as Wanda crinkled her nose at the suggestion.
"Nah," they both said at once.
They'd agreed not to name her until they saw her, but that didn't stop Vision from creating a list in his head months in advance. He scanned it over in his mind trying to find the perfect name for their perfect little girl.
"Well, Billy is after William Shakespeare," Vision started.
"You're not going to suggest we name her Harriet Tubman or something, are you?" Wanda joked, never letting Vision live down the idea of Billy's namesake.
Vision mentally crossed Harriet off his list of names and went back to scanning the file. Rosa? No. Anne? No. They just didn't fit. Suddenly his eyes locked on a name that seemed to sing at him from the bottom of the list.
"Florence," Vision said, looking down at the big blue eyes that continued to stare up at him. "Are you a Florence?" Vision looked back up to Wanda who was smiling. "What do you think, darling?"
"Florence," Wanda repeated, testing the name on her lips. She looked at the baby, a bigger smile spreading to her face. "She's a Florence."
It was settled. Their little girl now had a name.
"Welcome to the world, Florence," Vision whispered, pressing a kiss to the tiny bit of forehead showing from under the edge of her hat. "We can't wait to see who you become."
She already had Vision wrapped around her tiny wrinkled fingers. He couldn't stop staring at the beautiful bundle he and Wanda had created. Dark hair, bright blue eyes, and so far a very relaxed demeanor. She was the perfect little puzzle piece to the picture of their family.
"Billy and Tommy are going to love her," Wanda said groggily. She yawned the next words. "I can't believe they're big brothers, now."
"Get some rest, my love," Vision said, standing up with the baby. "I'll look after Florence until she's ready to eat again."
Wanda nodded, settled into the hospital bed. She closed her eyes as Vision walked over to the big, bright window with Florence.
"You don't know this yet," Vision started, bouncing the baby in his arms, "But me and your mum help keep this big beautiful world safe for you and your brothers. I promise I'll do everything in my power to keep you safe from any harm."
Florence's eyes started to close as Vision rocked her in his arms, a smile spreading across Vision's face knowing his little girl felt safe in his arms.
"Sleep well, Florence. I'll be right here when you wake up."
#scarletvision#scarletvision fic#outnumbered au drabbles#wandavision fic#wandavision#wanda x vision#wanda x vision fic#wanda maximoff#vision#billy maximoff#tommy maximoff#florence maximoff
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Destiel Chronicles
Vol. LXXXIV
It was a love story from the very beginning.
I Love You
(12x12)
Hi my beautiful friends, I will talk in this meta about the episode in which Case confessed his love. Did he? Or didn't he? Heheh let's see.
Dean Jealous and his contra-macho cool friend reaction
Oh yes, I'm gonna talk about that scene. I saw so many memes because Dean's dimples of discontent were loud. So get this...
MANDY: And how ‘bout you, handsome?
Gif credit @faramaiofnerdwoodforest
Dean's face here can't be taken by other thing than JEALOUSY, he is not amused with that girl throwing heart eyes to Cas. And he shows his dimples of discontent. Not amused at all. So, he post-reaction to this, with his mom on the table and that tough hunter too, he does what society waits for a friend to do when a girl is showing signs of flirtation to one of his friends...
But he overreacts and says a couple of silly things. One of them, Sam won't let go easily.
Gif credit @angvlicmish
This is the lie, because Dean doesn't want to teach Cas to conquer women. But he has to pretend he does. Because he wants to show the supportive friend he is. 'We've been looking for teachable moments' like 'We?' Sam and him? Sammy doesn't look as if he was waiting for this moment, besides, he knows what Dean feels for Cas, so... Dean is almost reaching the ridiculous line in here. Trying so hard to sound one thing, he is not.
Look at this...
SAM: The internet here sucks. I downloaded all the bunker’s files to a new archive, but we’re not getting any signal, so I’m j–
DEAN: [makes snoring noises and pretends to sleep] Nobody cares. Cas, here’s the thing you need to know about waitresses, okay? They get hit on all day long, so you gotta bring your A game. But, upside? [clicks tongue] They always smell like food.
WALLY: [nodding along with Dean, then pointing at him] They always smell like food.
First: Sam immediately changed the subject dragging them to the case and a difficulty he is having to get more info, and Dean! Dean just cut him off! He just can't let a waitress hitting on Cas' alone! Because is VERY IMPORTANT to him, to pretend he is helping him, because he is the waitress experienced friend, and try to low Castiel's expections into venture to do that!
Because... He says 'They always smell like food!" As if that were something sexy!
And Wally is just affirming that premise, and then Sam... Because he was interrupted by his brother's fake show, and because he knows what's the behind the scenes, he engages revengeful ...
SAM: Is that really an upside? They smell like food?
MARY: Okay– okay...
DEAN: Right? It’s great.
SAM: Why would you want them to smell like food?
Dean can't lie to Sam, because Sam knows the truth, he knows Dean is trying to kill every interest Castiel could ever have in hook up with any waitress in the world. Because he is jealous! And I believe Mary noticed that too, and just scolded their boys. Hehehe.
Then this?
Gif credit @angvlicmish
Okay, leaving to a side that his face is out of control, because he really thinks Cas is devastating handsome, he keeps with the cool friend that helps his friend, and the only one believing that story in that table is Wally, because he didn't live the Destiel drama. Dean is pretending like a good, because Wally is there. But Sam know, Mary knows, and even Cas knows.
Gif credit @angvlicmish
Dean is like 'I helped you, buddy, did you like that? I'm a cool friend.' and Cas is like 'Do you really want me to date this female, Dean?' just because the poor guy put so many effort on that. Geez. Dean is a mess... Heheheh.
I Love You
I will try to focus the meta in the 'I love you' scene, because before that, we have a very distressed Dean Winchester trying to save his angel. Dean is nervous, and in denying. Because his head can't process the fact of loosing Castiel for ever. He can't handle that lost, that's why he denies it.
Now, let's go to the famous scene. Did Cas said I Love You to Dean?
Gif credit @angvlicmish
If you rewatch the scene, previous to this confession, Castiel is looking at Dean straight in the eyes, then he drops his gaze and says these words, with a hint of shame.
But Dean's reaction can only been explained as someone who's hearing his best friend saying goodbye and giving up. And also, because in english language, this I LOVE YOU, could be sayed to a singular person of more than one. So, Dean thinks this I Love You was for them (Dean, Sam and Mary) that's why that face, is a face that says : ' Come one man, don't say it, you won't die, this is not the goodbye.'
I know a lot of people thinks Dean's reaction is because he wasn't prepared to receive a love confession, but I don't really think that. He is not prepared to say it. And in this take, he thinks this goodbye confession if for all the Winchesters in that room. Why do I think this? Because his reaction is very different when he sees Cas saying this to Sam and Mary.
Gif set credit @princessknoblauch 👇
Cas averts his eyes to Sam and Mary and Dean's face is of realization here.
He realizes the first I LOVE YOU was for him.
Why would Cas make that difference? Because the meaning are different. Even when he previously confess they are his family, he chooses to look at Dean first a confess one exclusive I love you for him.
Is platonic? Is romantic?
I truly believe is romantic, because there was shame in Cas' face, and he dropped his eyes before saying it. And I think Dean knew this deep inside.
But it could be taken otherwise, that's why it stays like a grey zone between them.
When Crowley comes and saves Castiel, Dean's face of relief is priceless, and there's this little finger touch Cas made over Dean's hand before left his hand go. They were close to be separated, what they don't know is, this is a foreshadow of Castiel's real death at the endo of the season, but also, Dean saying: "Let's go home" is foreshadowing too his own words in episode 13x06, when Castiel comes back to him.
To Conclude:
Episode 12x12 has Jealous!Dean, inside a hilarious scene, but it also has a sad foreshadow of Castiel's death.
Cas said confessed his love for the Winchesters as a family, but it was a special and exclusive confession he made to Dean, because the hint of shame and the dropped gaze, it meant more than just a platonic confession.
Dean's reaction is different to the second confession, because he realizes the first one was just for him.
I really hope you enjoyed this meta, see you in the next one!
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If you want to read the previous metas from season 12, here you have the links:
Vol. LXXV, LXXVI, LXXVII, LXXVIII, LXXIX, LXXX, LXXXI, LXXXII, LXXXIII.
Buenos Aires, October 18th 2020, 7:35 PM.
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Ocean Eyes - Part 2
It was an unusually hot day, so i pulled out Mason's kiddy pool and filled it for him to cool off in. I was sat on one of the sun loungers close by reading my book where i could still keep an eye on him.
"Mom?"
"Yeah babe?"
"Is auntie Hannah coming round soon with Lucas? Im bored"
"They should be here soon buddy" i smiled over at him.
"Okay.... im hungry"
"Fine.... i'll go get you something but you have to come out the water while i'm inside...."
"Oh mom i dont wanna get out...."
"Mace come on now...." i rolled my eyes putting my book down.
"Knock knock" i heard a very familiar voice call out from behind, i turned and stared wide eyed at none other than Scott Evans!!
"Scott.... what... what are you doing here?" I asked standing up and walking over to the back gate to let him in.
"Chris told me where you were, i had to come see you! I've missed you! You stopped replying to my messages and wouldn't take my calls...."
"Yeah i'm sorry Scott, that was a dick move" i nodded, I had been friends with the Evan's since we were kids.... best friends with Chris and Scott "i was dealing with some stuff.... guess i didn't handle it well"
"I can see that" he said looking over at Mason who was sat in the pool with his back to us as he crashed some toys around "he yours?"
"He is, thats Mason"
"Well you gonna introduce me properly??" He asked being his usual sassy self!
"Sure, come on over" i led the way over to where Mason was playing feeling my heart racing, i hadn't been this nervous in forever!
"Hey Mace? I want you to meet a friend of mine...."
Mason turned to face us and i heard Scott audibly gasp.
"This is my friend Scott"
"Hi" he said shyly looking Scott over.
"Hey bud, its nice to meet you...." Scott smiled at Mason before turning his attention to me with wide eyes as Mason carried on playing as if we wasn't there.
"Is there something you need to tell me Y/N?....."
I looked away from Scott keeping my eyes on my son, i shook my head in disbelief..... i did not expect to be having this conversation today!
"You know his a spitting image...."
"I know Scott! Im not blind" i snapped.
"But how?? I mean i know how! But...."
"Hey! Its just us...." i heard Hannah call from inside, she always let herself in.
"Hey.... oh shit"
"Hey Hannah, good to see you" Scott smiled with a little wave.
"Scott..... what a surprise..."
"Han, can you watch Mason while i go inside and talk to Scott?" I asked as i shifted nervously on the spot.
"Sure".
"Hi auntie Y/N!" Lucas said loudly as he ran past me heading to Mason.
"Hey buddy" i smiled at him as i led the way into the house with Scott following close behind.
"Okay so spill it" Scott said breaking the awkward silence between us as he pulled out a chair and sat down at the kitchen table.
"What do you already know? What did Chris tell you about us?...." i asked avoiding eye contact with him.
"Well obviously i know the two of you used to hook up occasionally.... he said he just lost contact with you when you left town"
"Wow....." i scoffed shaking my head "is your brother still an asshole?"
"Why are you calling him an asshole? I thought you guys were friends??"
"We were. Then we were more.....or at least i thought so"
"You two were serious?"
"I guess not"
"He never said anything...."
"Before he made it 'big' with the whole Captain America thing we were serious"
"How serious?"
"Serious enough to get married....."
"Im sorry WHAT???!!"
"Yep"
"How did i not know about this??? when did this happen??" he stared at me with wide eyes and his mouth hanging open as he tried to process the information.
"You remember the weekend in Vegas for my birthday, before he started filming Winter Soldier?....that one night you got food poisoning and stayed in bed..."
"You got married in Vegas?! were you both drunk??"
"Nope, stone cold sober" i shrugged "god i loved him Scott.... he was telling me he loved me and talking about starting a family..... we walked past a chapel and he asked me to marry him. Promised we'd do it properly when we got home...."
"My god...... so what happened?"
"Chris wanted to wait until he finished filming to tell everyone.... or so he said. When he came home once he was done filming he told me we had made a mistake. His career was taking off and he wouldn't have time for a wife..... he was getting a lot of attention from women, he didn't want to be tied down with me did he?"
"Did he say that?!"
"He didn't have to, he was pictured with different women all the time" i shrugged.
"What an asshole!" Scott spat sounding pissed at his brother "how could he do that to you of all people??"
I shook my head as i thought back on the time i was heartbroken.... pining for my best friend... my husband, and he had so easily forgotten about me, i quickly wiped a stray tear away before Scott could see.
"I found out i was pregnant two weeks later. I tried calling him but he never answered or returned my messages..... so i made a choice. I decided to pack up and leave, start somewhere new where i could raise my baby. I received divorce papers shortly after which i signed and returned, i didnt want anything to do with him"
"You should have called me! I wouldve talked some sense into him!"
"He didn't want me Scott let alone a baby.... he made his choice and i made mine" i smiled looking out the window at my beautiful boy "i dont regret it for a second, Mason is my world. He's my perfect little boy.... even if he does look like a spitting image of his father. Thats the hardest part.... its the eyes.... he has his eyes".
Scott was suddenly beside me pulling me into his arms and holding me tight.
"Im so sorry sweetie"
"Its fine.... it was a long time ago.... when Chris showed up here yesterday i nearly had a heart attack!" I mumbled against Scotts chest.
"I bet.... why was he here?"
"Apparently we're still married! That jackass never filed the papers! But now he's seeing someone and its getting serious he wants the option of marrying her"
"You should tell him about Mason....."
"I can't Scott, he'd hate me.... what if he tried to take Mason from me?"
"He wouldn't do that, he might want a chance to get to know his son but he wouldn't hurt you like that....."
"Can you be sure? 100% sure that he wouldn't want to take Mason?? I've seen some of his interviews about wanting kids...."
"Don't you want Mason to know his father?"
"Of course! You dont think i wanted my son to have a dad? I tried to tell him Scott but he ghosted me!"
"Look i love my brother you know that, i know what he was like a few years back, he went through a phase of being an absolute douche bag..... but his different now"
"I'll think about it okay?"
"Okay..... i'll be there for you through it all i promise"
"Thank you Scotty, god I've missed you" i smiled giving him another hug "you staying for lunch? Mason's hungry"
"Id love to".
Scotts POV
Y/N stood at the front door waving me off with Mason, my NEPHEW! I still couldn't believe it.... Chris was a Father!!
I waved to them both as i pulled away and started my drive home. 20 minutes into my journey my cell started to ring, i looked down to see it was Chris calling.
"Hey"
"Hey, what you up to?"
"Just on my way home, i went to go see Y/N"
"Oh.... h..how was she?"
"Surprised to see me, but she was good"
"Good, thats good. What did she tell you?" He sounded worried, nervous even.
"I know everything...." i huffed out a breath "how could you be so fucking stupid Chris?? you married our best friend.... our oldest friend and then left her!"
"I was such an asshole back then.... i know, but i can't change that now can i?"
"No i guess not"
"It was so good seeing her yesterday man, made me realise how much I've missed her. I was hoping we could work things out, be friends at least but.... Scott she fucking hates me!"
"Can't say i blame her....."
"Im not that guy anymore Scott" he said sadly and i knew that, id seen the change in my brother over the years.
"Try and talk to her again, maybe she just needed to get over the shock of seeing you"
"You think she'd wanna see me?"
"I have no clue, but if you want to sort things out with her your going to have to make an effort with her. Let her see your not the same asshole that left her"
"Maybe i should just leave her alone, she's been fine without me...."
"Chris..... i wasn't going to say anything but theres something you should know...."
Everything taglist: @jesseswartzwelder @dumblani @barnesandrogersworld @patzammit @rynabarnesrogers-reading
Ocean eyes: @supraveng @michelehansel @melissaglenn5 (it wont tag you) @katiew1973 @denisemarieangelina
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