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ew-selfish-art · 9 months

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Dp x Dc AU: Danny's final Interview with Tim Drake for the Wayne Enterprise's Space Program Operation Janus Crew... Demon Twin AU.

Danny had been waiting for his offer letter from WE to be officially part of the Janus Crew. He'd done all the standard rigorous testing and passed with flying colors. He'd talked to every single head engineer and interviewed at all levels to prove that he was the man for this mission. It was as good as gold, so Danny was surprised when he got a call from the PA to Tim Drake, the CEO himself, to come in for a final interview. Just a formality and mostly just to meet the man who was going to be the poster boy for their program. Makes sense, but is unnerving, nonetheless.

The second he walks into the office space, Tam Fox seemingly does a double take, blinking a few times when he explains that he's there for a final interview. She nods and he proceeds as if nothing about that was weird.

Tim Drake has four laptops in front of him and a scattering of papers, but looking up to see Danny, he closes them all and the image of a scattered young man trying to run a Fortune 500 company is replaced with some one of deadly capability.

"Danny Fenton. Great to meet you, I appreciate you coming by today." Tim says, but Danny can see the sharks fin in the water.

"Of course, I'm excited to be part of the Crew." Danny throws back, making it clear right away that Tim needs to cut to the chase if Danny's not going to be an astronaut with WE. NASA will take him back in a heartbeat if WE is going to try and play games.

"We're excited to have you, everyone speaks of you like the next Armstrong or Aldrin. I just had a few questions, as an informality, that I wanted answered."

"I feel like I've answered every question there could be about me, but go ahead. I'm an open book."

"Great. I suppose I'll start with asking about your adoptive family, the Fentons. Were they good to you when you transitioned to their home?"

"...It's not common knowledge that I'm adopted. Mom and Dad are fine. We have a strained relationship now because of my teenage rebellion but I still go home for most holidays." Danny is on edge, but also a bit excited? How did Tim find this out?

"I see. I'm an adopted child myself, you can understand maybe why I asked. Do you have any relationship with your birth family?" Tim asks, but its clear he's asking something else. Danny calls it how he sees it.

"What are you trying to find out? I mean really, you're very polite but this doesn't have to do with my job."

"I'll cut to the chase then. Do you hold any allegiance to Ra's al Ghul or the League of Assassins?"

"Woah." Danny blinks.

"Woah as in you're surprised I found out, or Woah in surprise that you've been found out?"

"Woah as in, what the fuck, I haven't thought of his name in decades. I escaped pretty young after being abused from birth."

"That's what I needed to know. You have a sister through the Fentons, and a cousin that I suspect is a clone, any other siblings?" Tim asks, his to the point question making Danny's head spin. How the fuck did this guy know about Dani?

"How do you-"

"Any other siblings, Danny?" Tim repeats, cutting him off.

"...Yeah. I should have a twin running around out there. But if this has to do with whatever crazy bullshit he might be up to, I swear i'm not in contact with him or his family. I haven't been since I freed myself."

Tim looks like he's contemplating something, his eyes are still evaluating Danny as though he were a frog in freshman year Bio.

"I have a little brother, Danny, and it's interesting. He's not particularly fascinated by space but he likes to keep up with all the astronauts. I took it upon myself to research you once you came on the roster two years ago for this position. I know you're capable and I had no doubt that you'd be the man for the job. Then I saw your picture."

"You... saw my picture?"

"My brother watches out for Astronauts because he holds onto the hope that someone from his past might be one some day. That it might lead to their reconciliation." Tim clarifies.

Danny can't do anything but stare. No. No way.

"I told Damian not to look into the astronauts for the Janus Crew. Want to guess why?" For the first time, Tim's eyes look soft around the edges. Danny stays silent for a while, head reeling from this information.

"...Is he. Is he free?" Danny finally asks.

"He's left the league and burned all allegiance he held for them, if that's what you're asking. Came to join his dad, my adoptive father, when he was about ten. So just a few years after you made your own way out without him."

"That's... That's good. I'm glad. He's healthy?" Danny can't help himself but inquire. He'd loved his brother until it literally broke him.

"Most days. He runs an animal sanctuary, has a girlfriend and a best friend, gets along with our large family."

"Woah." Danny's near speechless again.

"I'm telling you this because... He's going to find out Friday with the press release of you being our Crew Leader. He'll see you and no doubt try to contact you. I want you to have the choice of reaching out to him before that, or at least make your peace with what you have to say to him if you don't want a relationship."

"Why?"

"Because I don't care to see my siblings hurt. Here, it's my personal line, below it is Damian's. Reach out to me if you'd like for me to plan a meeting spot, reach out to him if you'd prefer I stay out of it. I understand completely if my questions have led you to not trust me." Tim offers him a piece of paper with two phone numbers on it, Danny takes it with shaking hands.

"I... See. Okay." and then after a moment, Danny added numbly "Thanks."

Tim stands and Danny follows, they're both walking towards the door and Danny can't help but feel like he's waiting for another shoe to drop. Tim has a look in his eye like Jazz might on his birthday.

"One last thing before you go and you're officially listed as our star Astronaut: I took care of those pesky case files and lab reports for you. The white ones. It is quite literally impossible for that heinous shit to every bother you again."

"Wait, What? Why would you do that for me? You couldn't have known-"

"It's what family is for. Have a good day, Janus Crew Lead Danny."

#dcxdp #dpxdc #dc x dp #dp x dc #dc crossover #dp crossover #danny phantom #tim drake #long post #dc x dp fic #eheheehe tim is always in the know #nothing can be buried from him. he will find every record #i like to think that Danny joins for a wayne family sunday brunch after his mission in the stars #demon twin au #damian and danny are twins #danny and damian are twins #astronaut danny au

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qqueenofhades · 8 months

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Hi! If you’re willing, I’m looking for your insight as an academic and generally very thoughtful person. I’ve been working for the last year and a half to get into my dream program, and I got in. Biggest accomplishment of my life, and something I was very convinced that I wouldn’t be able to do until the day I got my acceptance letter (and then some). I’m two weeks from the term start, I’ve moved overseas, moved into an apartment, am about to open a bank account and register with a GP and everything. But I’m not excited, and things don’t feel right. I can recognize my big mistake going into this is that I only had a vague idea of what I wanted to get out of the program, and even then I wasn’t sure whether I really wanted that, or if I’ve just been madly, madly curious. I wanted to learn and meet people in the field and finally get out of the rhythm of my small, devalued, hometown uni. But afterward? Not a clue. And now I’m second guessing the idealistic thoughts I once had, that this education and this experience will be worth my savings in the end, even if a career doesn’t ever really come out of it. Now I ask myself, after all the work and money (and tears) I’ve already put into it, “Is it worth it?”

I’m meeting with the career advisor at my alma mater (career services there is a one-woman office) this evening, hoping she might help me reach some clarity. I haven’t been able to reach any advisors at my new uni yet, being as it is so big with so many students to correspond with (there are as many students here as there are people in my hometown, which I’m still failing to wrap my arms around).

My thoughts are pretty tangled, and I apologize for the rambling nature of this ask, but I hope there’s a thread here that you can follow. I spent all my life dreaming of leaving my little midwestern life only to find myself in the uni of my dreams wondering whether any of this is going to be worth it (and feeling rather homesick for my little midwestern life). These days just don’t feel like a good time to ship yourself off to school for the sole sake of learning, unless you know what you want out of it all in the long run. But that’s enough from me…

Welp. First of all, take a deep breath. It's totally understandable that you're in a bit of a scramble right now, everything feels weird and unsettled, and some amount of "oh god what have I done??" is entirely normal. When I first went abroad to the UK for my junior year in college, as a naive little 20-year-old also from a fairly small suburban town, I absolutely had the "oh fuck I'm terrified what have I done" feeling on the first night (I remember it very well). Then the next day hit, and I was like "oh yeah this is great I'm good to go" and didn't look back. I'm not saying it will be that complete or that soon for you, but the whole moving-overseas business is HARD (I did it again for my PhD, moving to a city I had never been before to start a doctorate program, even if I had already been in the UK) and it really screws your head up. So while I understand the panic and the need to wonder what the hell you're doing, please know that some entry shock and homesickness is normal and can be dealt with, and doesn't mean that you have in fact totally fucked yourself over.

Next, I think it's very important to also remember that your options are more than just "leave right now and go home" or "go through it to the end no matter what." I do think it's important to attend at least a full semester of the program, to see if the culture shock wears off and you discover your groove -- after all, you HAVE worked so hard to get here, and until you experience that for real and not just in the abstract, you don't know if it is in fact right for you. In my experience, people also develop clarity as they go; i.e. it's all right if you don't have the full picture just yet, or can't precisely articulate what it is that you expect to do here. That is something that will only come with experience, and if at the end of your first year, things still don't feel right or aren't clicking, you can reassess your options then, before you're so committed that you can't pull out. But yeah, I do think it's important to get over the first "aaaaaaaaah" reaction, find your feet, try some things out, and see how it feels. If it's still not your thing after that, then hey -- at least you know for sure.

#anonymous #ask #school stuff

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jeanboyjean · 6 months

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Love Island: Paradis

part 3: you meet jean

OKAY. ⚠️ written chapter bc i wanted more detail for the first meeting. back to the sm in the next one hehehe.

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You put your phone down and look up around you. The room is buzzing, drinks flowing freely and laughter bubbling in the air. You crane your neck a little, scanning the crowd as discretely as you can.

It's not huge, but there's a decent turn out of cast members from various seasons. Most are familiar - lots of friends and friends of friends - and you've been trying to match up the faces you see now to what you recognise from behind a screen. For a room full of influencers and reality TV stars, the night's been fairly tame so far but you're having a good time. It's always nice to catch up with everyone outside of your normal tightknit friend group.

Your eyes meet Eren's from where he's standing across the room talking to Armin and Connie. You can't hear what they're saying, but Connie's arms are flailing as he speaks and Armin's doubling over in laughter.

Eren's eyebrows raise and he pulls a face at you, toasting his drink in your direction. In response, you stick your tongue out at him and roll your eyes.

Idiot.

The two of you had clicked instantly when you first met in the villa two years ago. His striking green eyes had caught your own and you hadn't been able to escape his charms. Even in the beginning, it had always been easy with Eren. Now that you're not dating, he's one of your closest friends and you don't know what you would do without him, no hard feelings.

You turn away slightly and reach for your phone again. If Mikasa doesn't get here soon, you're going to just down another drink and go for it yourself.

Talking to guys has never been an issue in the past. Why are you getting so in your head about this one?

Watching the new season has been a little strange, with your knowledge of all the ins and outs of being cast on the hit program. It had become a weekly ritual of viewing parties with the gang, then gossiping to get insider knowledge from mutuals.

Armin's right - Jean really had been the biggest player this year, bouncing around from girl to girl before being booted out of the villa. For some reason though, you can't help but feel there must be more to him than the cocky douchebag shown on screen.

You sigh and shake yourself out of it.

Screw it. You're being silly.

Yeah, Jean's hot and you want to climb him like a tree, but he's just a guy, same as the rest of them. You're hot too. You're funny. You're smart. What's not to like? Besides, it's not like it has to be that deep anyway. You've been with your fair share of fuck boys and you can handle one more. He's just stuck in your mind more than you want to admit because he's something new.

As you move to turn back to the bar, you're stopped short by a wall in front of you that you swear wasn't there a second ago. You blink slowly and start when you realise that it's not a wall, but rather a chest. A very solid chest, attached to a very attractive body.

"Hey," it says, voice low and smooth. "How're you doing?"

Your eyes snap up and meet his. Suddenly, your palms are clammy, chest tightening and stomach flipping.

He's hot. Very, very hot.

"Oh, hi!" You inwardly cringe at the slight squeak in your voice and try your best to seem cool, calm and collected. "I'm good. How about you?"

The skin around his hazel eyes crinkle as he smiles. "Yeah, I'm great. I'm glad I ran into you, I've been meaning to say hi." A hand reaches out between you. "I'm Jean."

You giggle to yourself when you take his hand and introduce yourself in reply. Thanks to his appearance on the show and your (highkey) stalking from a distance, you can't help but feel like you know him well enough already.

"It's good to finally meet you. I can't believe it's taken so long," you say, looking up at him through your eyelashes. Feeling bold, you add, "You were actually my favourite this season."

His lips stretch upwards into a wide smile and his eyebrows lift. "Oh really?" His tone is teasing. "Did you like what you saw?"

You ignore the fluttering in your gut as you reach up to smooth down your hair and fix your top. It doesn't go amiss how his eyes follow the movement. "Yeah, but you look way better in person."

He's grinning now. "So do you."

His eyes drift behind you at the bar and he gestures toward your empty hands. "I was gonna get another drink. You want anything?"

You nod and just as you open your mouth to respond, a voice cuts you off.

"Well, well, well," the distinctive tone makes you instantly roll your eyes. "Look who it is."

Jean's eyes snap up and narrow when they land on Eren. He's sneaked his way over to where you've been talking and is now leaning his back against the bar countertop, taking a sip from his drink.

"Hey Eren," Jean says, still polite, but lacking the humour from before. "What's up, man"

Eren lips quirk up in a smirk and he turns to you, slinging an arm around your shoulder. It catches you off guard and your balance tilts toward him.

"I just saw Mikasa get ambushed by a group of girls and she gave me the help me eyes so I thought I would grab you so we can go rescue her."

You roll your eyes and nudge his side. "I'm sure she'll be fine. She doesn't need our help." Mikasa is known to be strong willed and unafraid to show it. It's one of the reasons for her lasting popularity following the show.

"Nah, I'm serious," he chuckles. "You should have seen her. Come on." He starts tugging you away, not bothering to hear your response.

You turn to Jean and smile apologetically. "I'll talk to you later?"

You almost miss his reply, already a while away now thanks to Eren, but you still hear it loud and clear.

"Can't wait."

#attack on titan #aot #jean x reader #jean kirschstein #jean kirstein #☆ my posts ☆#☆ sm au ☆#aot smau

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kuleana--does-anyone-care · 1 month

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capstone update #3

Hello, tumblr! I am finally back with my third update. At first I was waiting for something noteworthy to happen, but then a lot of things started happening all at once. I could have written this update two weeks ago, but I've been caught up. I have great news! I was able to get in touch with two local leaders who will allow me to interview them. One is Ernie Lau, Chief Engineer at the Board of Water Supply. You may have seen him on the news a couple of years ago; in 2022 he led the Walk for Wai protest march to Joint Base Pearl Harbor-Hickam. He has also addressed the public many times with updates about Red Hill. Speaking to Ernie has been a big part of my idea for this project, so I'm really excited for this opportunity. The other interview is with Wayne Tanaka, the Chapter Director of the Sierra Club of Hawaiʻi. (If you are unaware, the Sierra Club is an organization focused on protecting and preserving the natural environment.) Prior to his position at the Sierra Club, he served in the Public Policy Program at OHA, the Office of Hawaiian Affairs. I'm looking forward to hearing his thoughts on Red Hill and our environment. Also hoping he might have an opinion to share about the US Military's involvement here. Another thing I did was receive my first batch of ʻUluʻulu titles (archival videos) and watch them! The first set was about 3 or 3.5 hours worth of footage. Some of it was produced, but most were production materials -- unedited recordings. I took detailed notes of what I saw, with timestamps, in order to keep everything straight. Part of the process is submitting timestamps of clips I'm interested in using in my doc. Then I send those to the archivist (shoutout to Trisha!!! <3) who does some paperwork and sends in a request to the materials' owners. (She undoubtedly does a lot more that I am unaware of.) It's been tough to find a good workflow for this process, because:

1) in order to view full-length files, I must first request links where the titles can be streamed to me

2) since I don't have a downloaded copy of it, I am unable to drop it into Premiere and begin working with it/ placing markers on it

3) ^this is my usual workflow for working with footage and building it into something, so it's been a learning process

4) the ʻUluʻulu player does not support changing the speed of playback

5) it takes time to get approved to use clips, and longer if you want to request "screeners," full-length files that are downloadable

6) you never know if your request will be approved until it happens, so you could be putting a lot of time and energy into something that won't pan out. (It's a gamble, which can be disheartening)

...#6, I learned that the hard way recently. Since I waited so long between posts, let me save that for next time. Oh yeah, I will have to tell you about the FTAC meeting, too. For now, I'll keep working through the second batch of archival videos I requested. My doc's structure is still not settled yet, but it's slowly solidifying with each new ʻUluʻulu video I see.

#hawaii #documentary #film #red hill #water pollution #environment #sustainability #nature #water #land use #land ownership #water rights #uhwo #uhwo acm #uhwoacm #capstone

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titaniumpsychologist · 10 months

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The punshroom has graced me with sparkles 🎉

Because idk how these ask things actually work, uhhh here's kinda-longer one?

Another scene from Duality of Light (heed ao3 tags), but this one is actually deleted but DANG IT I WANTED TO KEEP IT SO BAD. Spoilers ahead~~~

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Gavin held the tablet in his hands, fingers still lingering over the text that held the release papers for exhuming the grave.

"What do you think I should do?" Gavin asked Chloe. "You knew him."

"Are you thinking that you're not him?"

"Yeah, but…"

"Gavin," Chloe said. "Do you believe that what I've done before I deviated is me? I know it's not the same, but I think it might be… similar to what you're going through. My memories haven't changed, but my awareness of them has."

His grip on the tablet tightened, memories of Chloe shooting that other android that shared her same face that day, thirium splattering all over the walls and floors from the gunshot straight into android skull. The same thirium slowly draining from Chloe right now, flowing unseen in his own body, hiding the lie he was.

Yet, she said she knew him. And he's asked this question to Anderson, to Elijah, to even Connor, of all people, to answer who the fuck he is. And Chloe? He has memories of her, so many of them. She, of all people, like Elijah, should have the answer.

So why the fuck can't he get it?

"I don't know what to think, Chloe," Gavin said. "It's not fair. Someone trying so hard to make things work… And then he just… He just dies and leaves everything unfinished. Life's so fucking cruel."

And maybe that was the answer all along.

He couldn't accept the truth. It would've been so much better had he not known what really happened to him. No one was the wiser, right?

Except CyberLife. Fuck CyberLife.

"Who says he left it unfinished?" Chloe took his hand in hers. "Maybe you should see this as a second chance. I know that… how things got to this point wasn't right, but you're here. That you're still here means a lot." Chloe smiled, squeezed his hand. "Rachel and Henry did you a disservice, not seeing the potential you had. I'm sorry that they never got to see it. That Elijah never got to see it until it was too late. I hope you know that, even if it means little to you, I see it, Gavin, and I'm thankful that I finally had the chance to."

Hearing Chloe talk about Mom and Dad like that… Painting them in that not-so-great light instead of whatever Elijah programmed her to say. As if Chloe was actually having an opinion about them for once.

As if Chloe really was sincere.

A rarity where no one in this fucked up world would be real for once. Instead of some vapid concept of "caring" for someone. Of the thin veneer of just getting along for the sake of reputation.

"I'm sorry about what I said," Gavin said. "You don't believe that, right?"

"Is this about what you said before I made you leave?"

"How the fuck can you choose Chloe over your own flesh and blood? Chloe is nothing but a fake! A… A replacement! You created nothing but a monster!"

"You mean when he stopped talking to me? Yeah. I… I guess at the time I never thought it was possible."

Never thought it was possible for Chloe to be anything other than a machine.

"You wouldn't have known."

"I was still an asshole about it." Gavin pried his hand out of Chloe's grip. "This… This fucking sucks, Chloe. You…"

Even after all this time, he couldn't bring himself to confront the fact that someone was dying right in front of him. Not for his mom. Or his dad.

Fuck, maybe even for himself.

"It's okay, Gavin," Chloe said when he took too long to say anything else. "You don't need to say anything. I can live a hundred years, but I would've regretted every moment if I never got the chance to say I'm sorry."

#dbh fanfic #detroit become human fanfiction #fanfic writing #tp's fanfics deleted scenes

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0nlythrowharrybeaux · 2 years

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Maybe number 6 🥹

Y/N had been working at the same pool every warm season since she had started her PhD program at USC - 4 years ago. She had only been there for a year before she was asked if she would be interested in a promotion to supervisor. The water, whether ocean or pool, had always been her safe space. Being the supervisor, she loved her fellow life guards like they were her own little family. She looked out for them because many of them were younger, think upperclassmen in high school ranging to undergraduate students. This was a seasonal job, so the turnover was high annually, despite that she usually got along well with everyone that came through the facility. And then on her third year working at the pool Harry arrived.

The city wanted to expand the services offered at the community pool to be more inclusive. Before Harry the extent of services apart from open swim hours were swim lessons for children aged 3-12 in groups, private lessons for anyone, and rental opportunities for a private event. Harry had studied as an athletic trainer and had also become a chef - or so he shared in his interview. He had recently finished certifications for aquatic exercise and senior fitness and therefore would be a magnificent addition to the team and allow the city to offer a new range of services that could also serve an often underserved group in the community. Needless to say, even Y/N was in favor of adding him to the team and was eager to see his plans during his second interview. Sure enough, he got hired.

Yes, he was hot, everyone thought so, even she did! He initially was appealing to her because he was her age. But she soon discovered he was quite cocky, a kiss-up, and a total pest. Well, those were his bad qualities that she noticed when he was just hanging around everyone. Because when he was on the job, up on the tower, he was very serious about his responsibilities. He was nice to everyone, but he wasn't afraid to assert his authority or to kick people out if they were being reckless. He also had a good eye for bullies and never gave them the chance to act out their malicious plans.

Along with Y/N and 2 other contracted instructors, Harry helped with the lessons as needed. But primarily, he was in charge of the aquatic fitness program they offered. This tended to attract the older crowd, low impact exercises were hard to come by. But the point of all of this being that he was great with kids, so parents loved him, and he was also great with the older folks, so they all fawned over him as well. He was a hit with everyone and he knew it.

It seemed that he had everyone under his spell except Y/N. This bugged Harry. Yes, she was technically his boss, but she was the same age as him and she was hot. The only reason he started to ask to lifeguard was to get to see more of her, maybe he'd melt down her tough exterior. Most of the lifeguards were younger adolescents and he may sometimes give in to their antics and be a nuisance with them, but when push came to shove he was professional, so he didn't get why she acted how she did with him. Granted, she was never rude or mean, but she just didn't fawn over him like everyone else did. She was the one person he really was trying to impress and she didn't even bat an eye in his direction.

"Hey," he wandered into her office, "Anyway you can leave me out of the Friday schedule this week? I have plans." he said and she glanced up from her computer.

"Yeah, sure." she smiled, "Was just about to finalize the schedule. Did you ask anyone to take your shift?" she asked.

"Yeah. I asked Caleb and he said he'd take it. You know, saving up for his first car and all..." he hummed as he walked in further and leaned on her desk and she smiled.

"Oh Caleb, I'm sure he's getting close." she hummed as she typed away, presumably switching out his name for Caleb's.

"Do you have any plans? This weekend?"

"Just finishing a revision on my dissertation." she explained.

"Such a nerd. Are you ever doing anything that hasn't got to do with school?" he teased.

"Like?" she asked looking over to him again.

"Like parties, or hobbies, or...dates? Do nerds your age still date?" he jabbed at her with a sly smirk and she rolled her eyes. He always teased her like this, saying annoying things with a flirty smile and suggestive eyes.

"I'll have you know, guys like nerdy girls, OK?" Yes, he could confirm they did.

"I don't know about that." he said regardless of how he felt towards her.

"Also, we're the same age so are you really qualified to bash me for being single?" she reminded with a sassy look and he grinned.

“So you are single?” He smirked through his question and she huffed and rolled her eyes at him, "M'just giving you a hard time." he let up.

"I know." she said with a small smile. The truth was that Y/N didn't do anything fun, hardly ever. She was always busy with school or work. She never took time for herself and opposite what she told Harry, not very many people found nerds her age dateable, no matter what she told herself.

"Well if you get bored of revising your dissertation you're more than welcomed to come to my friend's party. It's like a housewarming thing, but he lives beach front now so it's going to be pretty big."

"And that's why you're missing work?" she asked with a smirk.

"Yes. But I'll have you know that it's not to day drink and laze around, he asked me to cook some healthy and delicious appetizers. So I need the whole day to prep and cook and make it on time..." he explained, "So, would you want to go? So that I can send you the address." he said and she bit her lip with a bit of uncertainty.

"Why are you inviting me?" she asked instead and he shrugged.

"I've been able to connect well with everyone on the team except you so I just figured I'd extend an invitation." he said and she continued looking at him, "Also you’re like the only person aside from me whose of legal drinking age so I can’t really ask any only else in good conscience, you know?” Harry said and she chuckled and shook her head as she mulled over the idea, but Harry took it as his joke maybe falling flat and he decided to just end his misery, “You know what, never mind." he mumbled as he rubbed the back of his neck nervously, "Sorry if I crossed a line or something." he said before turning around and starting to walk out of her office.

"Harry, wait!" she called after him and he turned back to her, "Fine. I'll go." she sighed.

"You don't have to if you don't want to." he said and she shook her head.

"I do want to. It sounds fun and I really want to try some of your healthy but delicious appetizers. What time should I be there?"

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Harry thought she had been polite in accepting the invitation but didn't fully believe she would be there. But it was 8pm and he was receiving a message from her saying she was outside and she felt awkward knocking the door. He felt giddy that she came through and excused himself from the group he was in and rushed to the front of the house through the side gate.

"Y/N?" He called out and soon she was popping her head out from over the railing of the little porch.

"Oh hi!" she smiled.

"Hey, come on down here." he said and she headed back towards the steps and in a moment was walking up to the side gate where Harry was waiting for her, "You actually showed up." he smiled.

"Of course. M'not a flake." she said and he grinned.

"I sort of had you pegged for one, but I'm glad you're not." he responded and she shook her head, "C'mon lets head in." he smiled and she followed him inside.

Everything was very pretty. There were tons of games set up and drinks and food. Well, Harry's food was delicious and his friends were inviting and easy-going. Y/N was having a good time with him. Yeah, he was a bit cocky and competitive, she saw the streak coming out at games but she saw that it wasn't anything harmful or arrogant, just a competitive edge mostly. He was extremely pleasant and considerate. He was easy to talk to and fun to be around, she didn;t know how awkward this might be, but there was zero awkwardness and tension, everything was smooth-sailing with him and it was calming. They floated around from thing to thing for a while until finally they settled down near a little bonfire on the beach and Harry brought up to her how she was quite avoidant of him at work and how he felt like maybe he was annoying or had done something wrong. Hearing that made Y/N pout because she had never intended to make him feel left out. She was just unsure of him and felt that maybe he needed to be humbled a bit. Naturally, she apologized and he let her know that it all good, and the pleasantness continued.

It was nearing midnight when Y/N had started saying her goodbyes to the people she'd met and Harry thoughtfully walked her back toward the gate and then insisted upon making sure she got to her car alright.

"Y/N, thank you for taking the time to come hang out." Harry said as she fiddled with her car keys, "It was good to clear the air and to see you outside of the work environment." he smiled.

"I'm glad we did too, but you didn't need to come up with this entire ruse to do that. You can call me out on my shit, Harry. " She said and he chuckled.

"I...I know I can. But I also just wanted to get to know you better. S'why I invited you. I think you're smart and kind and strong-willed and beautiful. And yeah, I just wanted to get to know you a little bit more." he repeated again, he seemed kind of unsure as his eyes met hers.

"Ummm, thank you." she said softly as the butterflies swarmed in her tummy. He thought she was beautiful? "I know I can be a bit...cold," she explained, "But I think I understand you a little bit more now." she said and he smiled.

"Good." he responded.

"I'm sorry again for making you feel left out or like I didn't like you. That's not cool." she admitted with a slight frown.

"Hey, it's all water under the bridge now, alright?" he said with a gentle smile on his face that appeased her inner guilt and she nodded, "Good. Well, I'll let you get home. But please let me know when you've made it safe, yeah?" he said and that made her smile.

"Of course. Thank you again, Harry."

"Anytime." he grinned before she climbed into her car and took off.

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All weekend Y/N had been thinking about Harry. Now that she'd actually interacted with him outside of work she had a better understanding about some of the things he did and said. He was self-assured, not arrogant, because he was never haughty about it. He wasn't a kiss-up, he was just considerate and had that servant-leadership quality. He always was willing to help and to be supportive of whoever was in need and that made people like him. He was a bit of a pest, but just because he liked to mess around and make the atmosphere feel less tense and no one seemed to mind it. Everyone liked Harry and now she did too. She couldn't stop thinking about the fact that he said she was beautiful. It made her heart race and she was excited to see him this morning. As she arrived at the pool she noticed that his car was already there. As she made her way into the building she called out for him but there was no response, so she went into her office and set her things down before heading out to the pool.

They had a private event today, so the pool was closed to the public, it was just them two as the lifeguards hired on for the pool party. As soon as she stepped out she saw that he was doing laps across the pool. She watched as his body powered through the water with ease and when he reached the wall he quickly kicked off and made his way back towards her and she approached the pool and then sat on the edge to dip her legs in. She was still in her t-shirt and shorts, her suit on underneath so that she could just throw her clothes off because needing to get on the tower. He was close now and when he finally reached for the ledge right beside her she smiled down at him as he panted as he held himself up.

"Morning." she said.

"Good morning." he said with a smile, "Care to join me? I've got two laps left." he said.

"I'm a little lazy." she admitted.

"It's the perfect warm-up for the day." he insisted, looking at her with these puppy dog eyes.

"Ugh...fine." she huffed in agreement and he smiled.

"But, I'll have you know this is a race." he added and she grinned as she swished her legs through the cool water.

"Yeah, alright you're on. What do I get when I win?" she asked smugly and he chuckled as he came closer to her, encasing her between his arms. She could feel his cold hands right beside hers and her knees where pressed against his firm abdomen, right against his butterfly as he leaned closer to her.

"Bold of you to assume..." He said with playful grin and she giggled.

"Alright, we'll just let the swimming do the talking then. But seriously, what does the winner get?" she asked again and he hummed as he thought about it, he hands now touching to hers against the edge of the pool.

"Well bragging rights obviously." he said with a grin and she hummed in agreement, "And how about...if I win I get to kiss you wherever you say it's OK." he said more softly, gauging her reaction and she rolled her lips against each other to suppress her need to give a smart ass comment about how he'd never win, but maybe now she wanted him to win. "And if you win...you can choose if I get to kiss you or not." he said again and she laughed softly, the space between them was minimal now. She hadn't even realized she'd parted her legs to let him get closer.

"You want to kiss me as a prize?" she asked incredulously.

"Hell yeah." he confirmed without any hesitation.

"Why?" she asked a bit more seriously.

"I told you Friday night. I think you're beautiful and I really enjoyed spending time with you. Been trying to get through that tough exterior for a while, think I've at least earned a kiss for that." he said smugly and she giggled before biting down on her lip.

"If you want to kiss me just kiss me. No games." she stated and he felt his heart pounding in his chest at what she had said.

"You'd let me kiss you? Just like that?" he asked and she shrugged.

"Why don't you find out?" she challenged him and he leaned in closer so that his forehead was against hers. He brought his right hand up to hold her face gently and he loved the way she leaned into his touch. His thumb skimmed along her bottom lip gently and it sent a shiver through her entire body, making her eyes flutter closed and her heart to pound erratically in her chest. She puckered her lips against his thumb and he bit down on his own lip at the gentle action. His other hand had now moved to her thigh, caressing it as she drew him in closer with it hiked up around his hip. She nudged her nose against his gently, she was starting to get antsy as he took his time. "Harry..." she whispered a plea to him and he smirked.

"What it is, honey?" he asked and she pressed her forehead against his with a little more urgency, "Want me to kiss you? S'that it?" he hummed lowly and she nodded, "Don't worry, I'll kiss you." he confirmed, "Kiss you slow and deep and then I'll bite and suck on that cute and pouty little bottom lip of yours." she whined at that and he felt her legs squeeze around him harder and his hold her thigh grew tighter, "You'd like that, right?" she nodded, her breathing was growing heavier as he grinned, wanting to completely undo her before he dipped in further, "But you're gonna be a good girl for me, aren't you? Can be patient and you'll wait until I'm good and ready to kiss you, right?" he asked and she nodded desperately, "Say it, honey."

"I'll be good for you." she muttered, their lips barely brushing. He let his hand slither down and position itself against her throat and he felt her pulse start picking up and he lost it. He crashed his lips into hers. His kiss was desperate and deep. Their tongues met almost instantly as he started pressing hard against the sides of her throat. He could feel her pulse start to slow down. "Harry." she whimpered and he groaned against her mouth before sucking her bottom lip between his lips as her mouth flew open. She was submissive to him, it made him want to take care of her in every way he could. Her grip was so tight on the edge of the pool that her fingers were starting to hurt. He parted his lips from her own and then left a quick little peck against them.

"Open up for me." he ordered and she didn't even think twice and he backed up some to take her in, "Gonna spit in your mouth, yeah?" as soon as he said that her thighs tightened around him and he grinned, "Such a little slut." he said to her before collecting his spit for a moment and harshly letting it splat against her tongue and she closed her mouth and swallowed it down. He then kissed her deeply, his arms tightened around her waist now before they parted with a wet gasp.

"Let's go to the office. Now." she said softly and he grinned.

"Really? Right now?" he asked and she nodded.

"Please?" she asked with hopeful eyes that were darkened by lust and he grinned against her lips.

"It was the 'please'." he said and she wanted to roll her eyes, but something told her that he wouldn't like that so she bit her lips again. "Go on then. Give me a minute to rinse off yeah?"

"OK." she said and pressed herself up and rushed back inside the building. Harry grinned as he watched her perfect ass jiggle with her rushed steps and he bit down on his lip. He was going to bend her over her desk and fuck her from behind. He was going to absolutely wreck her.

#picture prompt challenge #harry styles #writing #harry styles fan fic #harry styles fanfiction #harry styles one shot #one shot #0nlythrowharrybeaux

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shanie-the-toyaddict · 2 years

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I haven't watched WWE in years where do I begin to catch up with the zowens thing it looks so gay I want it

Well it all started in Montreal in 2003... LMAO. Uhh, so, no, honestly? Your best bet is to find a yt documentary or some yt videos (or even a written article or two) on them in the independent scene first. Because, as @mithen will tell, their story truly began in 2003 in IWS and has been one continuous story since then. You can't truly appreciate what's been going on in the WWE since NXT without knowing at least a little bit about what came before.

As for WWE, you need to start with NXT. R-Evolution is a good place to start, although I do recommend digging into Sami's journey to the title, he really was the Heart and Soul of NXT. But for strictly "Zowens" (as it is with "Sami Zayn" and "Kevin Owens") yeah, R-Evolution is the starting point. Specifically, the last 10 minutes or so of the PPV.

From there, you need to go through their entire feud, which lasts for basically the remainder of both their times in NXT. Then, you transfer to the main roster in 2016 and OMG I cannot stress this enough, BATTLEGROUND. Battleground is to this day their greatest match in WWE ever, no you don't even understand, that match is still getting callbacks to this day. Once you get through 2016, the next big stop is Hell in a Cell 2017. There is stuff between there but if you want peak content, go for HIAC.

That's where the fun really picks up.

There's a leadup to 2017 but really, HIAC 2017 is the start of them just being... dang. Their feud with Shane McMahon is just amazing and, once you get to about December or so, Kevin starts to go a bit off the rails with his affection towards Sami and that's when you get the peak gay content you're probably looking for. However. They both got injured in 2018 and had to leave TV (With Sami getting injured first and Kevin just "Quitting" because he wasn't about to be there without Sami) but they briefly reunited in 2019 with Stomping Grounds being... a thing. No really, the post-match, er, CELEBRATION... happened... and I still say that's why they got broken up soon after. Anyway, they really didn't do ANYTHING again until the end of 2020 (Of Note: The Halloween 2020 episode of Talking Smack. Find it. Know it. Love it.) but at Elimination Chamber, we finally got another interaction which led into a very strange feud in 2021 that included a match at Wrestlemania. Not gonna try and explain why that feud was so strange but, if you get to that point chronologically, you'll understand. After 2021, there has only been a few sporadic moments. There was a non-televised moment before Wrestlemania this year at Madison Square Garden that was important. There was also the May 27th? Episode of Smackdown which is where their current program truly began. After that, the August 19th episode of Smackdown had a very important moment... after the camera's turned off. You'll have to go to YT for that one. And then, the August 29th episode of RAW. Cannot stress this enough. That's about as important a recent moment as we've gotten to what's going on right now. And finally, September 30th. They only share screen time for about 30 seconds but by god is it a gay 30 seconds. That about covers it as far as I can think of. There's other stuff in there too but those are the most important bits. At least as far as Kayfabe goes. If you're looking for behind-the-scenes stuff, however, this past Wrestlemania and the press tour surrounding it had some rather interesting moments and the guys interact on Twitter a bunch. But we'll just leave all that alone and focus on the in-character stuff because, honestly, that's plenty gay enough as it is. OH! And if you want non-canonical fan content, I highly recommend Moonsault on Ao3. My god, the stories there. Also, @wrestlezaynia is your source for most things Zowens that go on day to day and also has great fanworks. (Love you babe!) If you're looking for my work, I'm Shanieomaniac on Ao3. Pretty easy to find, honestly. Finally, let me offer you THIS as a quick teaser for the ship as a whole.

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It's a music video I made to a Tim Minchin song. ("Grew On Me") The video is mostly "Steenerico" (Which is the precursor to Zowens - Kevin Steen/El Generico, which were their Indies personas) but can give you a bit of a teaser on the friendship side of their relationship. The idea comes from how, during an interview once, Kevin explained how he didn't like Sami at first. He didn't. But the more he spent time with Sami, the more he liked him because, as Kevin put it, "He grows on you, like a fungus." Beyond that, yeah. Important blogs are @wrestlezaynia, @mith-gifs-wrestling, @moonsault-fics, @thesamiandkevinshow, and my new friends, @mrwrestlingkevinsteen and @thegenericluchador. Also recommend Mithen on twitter because they are constantly posting content and also links to their essays about the subject. If you really want a fun place to start, go HERE. The essay talks about her search for the "Holy Grail" of Zowens/Steenerico and how it was Kevin himself who led her to it. Anyway, hope this helps and if anyone has anything else important to add, feel free to jump in. You wouldn't think it, but I'm relatively new to this ship, only having arrived in 2019. So, uh, have fun, and please, enjoy the Sami and Kevin Show.

#Zowens #Ask #Thanks anon #This was fun

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aghostinmyownmachine · 1 month

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dbh-adjacent writing-program nonsense under the cut, a.k.a. let's talk a bit about WriteMonkey 3

I've used WriteMonkey 2 and 3 on and off for. hm. I guess it's gotta be eight or nine years now? but those instances of use have always been erratic and short lived, and I've usually returned to either Scrivener or, more frequently for many reasons, MS Word. (I also did just a ton of first-draft writing in discord back when I had an account and c/ped my writing from there into Word. near-peerless syncing between devices, appalling security practices. what can ya do 🙃)

anyway, due to ~circumstances~ I've switched to writing on a computer that isn't my writing program–filled work laptop, and so I've been experimenting with WM3 again because it's super lightweight due to plaintext markdown instead of rich text and I have a license key for it, which = fun plugins. it's also way less complicated and labor intensive to set up per project and use than, say, Scrivener. I love Scrivener! but scriv can be overwhelming and distracting when all I want to do is write, especially if I want a unique, quick-to-set-up theme (and I always do, because Aesthetic Is Everything), which is one of the reasons WM3 is so handy

in addition to the gorgeous stripped-down UI that showcases whatever background I choose (mine can be found here!), WM3 has some really neat little plugins? I don't actually use the word-frequency checker myself, but WM3's shows you where each word appears in the document via the little indicator bars to the right of the word, which. rad! (you can tell at a glance which chapters are written in whose POV based off name usage alone and I think that's neat.) also, when you click on a given word in the frequency list, it'll highlight that word throughout the document and also display all uses of it vertically over the scroll bar path. lots of nice little visual indicators of what's going on. I just really like the design, it's simple but extremely useful and intuitive

admittedly, Scrivener cannot be beat when it comes to how easily you're able to make notes in it due to its multitude of note-taking locations, plus it has internal splitscreen capabilities that make referencing a second document a breeze, so there's definitely a mental transition involved when it comes to WM3 and its single-document-at-a-time system, on top of switching to markdown-style comments/reminders. that said! being able to not only see those comments below the headings in the left-hand sidebar but also jump to them when they're clicked? stellar 10/10 would use again

finally, the repository. I <3 the repository. being able to quickly toss whatever text I'm not quite ready to delete or info I know I'll want to reference at some point in the future into the repository is great. it's a seamless process, only a couple seconds' worth of effort required, allowing my focus to stay on what I'm writing instead of distracting myself by tabbing my way through various open files to find my notes. plus the repository is searchable(!!!!!), and using it also keeps the actual text editor clean visually, especially since the right-hand sidebar can be hidden too:

hm! possibly that is a sneak preview of chapter one! who can say!

so yeah! if you're looking for a stripped-down, highly customizable, portable writing program, I absolutely recommend it. there are downsides, of course, the biggest one being no official WM3 mobile options available at present, but since the program is both portable and plaintext, you can toss it into a syncing service and access it via your handheld devices that way. it's also not open source, and you need to pay to access the truly useful plugin features. with all that said, if you don't mind fiddling around with some CSS to make everything look juuuuuuuuust right, you can get yourself a really snazzy setup with relatively little effort. but maybe that's just me—aesthetic is king and all that

#writing programs #writemonkey 3 #detroit become human #red writes fic (sometimes)

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faction-art · 6 months

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Image credit : Eksovichea Tito Hak

...whilst sat in an unconverted dusty dusty attic... the makeshift desktop setup.

Ableton Live 12 already on the verge of being rolled out?!!

I already dropped a stack on an Ableton 11 activation having used some form of pirated version with each new update and release of it since version 4 of Ableton live, and my Ableton laptop machine has been running infinitely smoother for it since with far less anomalous glitches (such as abnormally high CPU loads, erratic CPU load spikes, and fluctuations, entire project files going missing, at times even entire batches of project files, however, subtle modifications appear to be still happening to my projects when I come back to work on, or review saved projects that I'd made previously, even after only a few minutes to a few hours, which I guess are actually useful more than annoying this time round 🤔...but that's besides the point, since adding pressure variance to a laid down midi drum pattern/sequence is something I could have easily done myself). Thousands of projects later, the past 16 years of constant issues in some form with it has been quite, an ordeal when looking back having just thought about it properly just now.

I'm not running anything fancy hardware-wise, since its a second hand bought Dell Latitude 5491 running on an 8th generation Intel i7 8850H, and 16GB of RAM. Yeah, significantly well behind the 14th generation Intel curve, and most certainly well behind Apple's M1 for performance, let alone the vastly more capable M2, or M3! It's like a constant uphill struggle trying to streamline my Latitude 5491 machine, and keep it running smoothly, and fast, where I have to keep tweaking, and checking it constantly under the hood, which does make me seriously consider considering getting a Macbook Pro for the first time ever, which I've been trying to avoid doing doing to the insane cost of it. Additionally a fair number of the windows updates seem to constantly impact on system performance, and undo a lot of the performance improvement tweaks for my windows laptop DAW, which I don't have anything installed to other than Ableton live 11.

However word has it that version 12 of Ableton Live is imminent (which will no doubt probably be just in time for the release of windows 12 too), not but a month after myself finally personally getting a legit full version of Live 11 suite... Great 😵‍💫. Apparently it's got a bunch of new generative features for creating melodies, as well as some new interface tweaks, and some new colour scheme options. I doubt that I'll be personally moving over to 12, unless someone's willing to send me a copy of it, or I come into money, as it's still a wince inducing 700 to 750 quid for the full suite version when 12 finally lands. Since having used a legit version, of Ableton Live, I can't believe how much better it runs overall than the various pirated versions I've used, with far less project run issues, and at lower CPU loads too, I guess I'll see in the coming months if that remains constant, and hopefully it should fix all the screw ups, and project file anomalies on all my created, and saved projects that I'd encountered during the past 15 years too from here on out.

In any case aside from that, within the interim, anyone with a legit registered copy of version 9, 10, or 11 can sign up for the beta of 12 via the Ableton website, although acceptance for the Ableton live 12 beta testing program is an entirely different matter I guess.

I'd even suggest getting a pirated copy of 12 for testing if you can get a hold of one, although I wouldn't personally recommend doing all your serious work in it at this stage if you do. The only problem with doing that though is that Ableton tend to sneak in features in their new builds versions that do generally become indispensable once you incorporate it into you project/music creation workflow, which is why I won't be using 12 seriously until I have some means of actually running a full legit copy of 12 at this stage.

#ableton live 12 on the way.#ableton 12 beta #ableton #Ableton #Ableton Live

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Hey arv, I don't know if you remember but I am the anon that struggled with uni for a long time but finally graduated this year. I applied for masters at the same place. We had a written exam and an interview. Both went horrible and my profs were very harsh with their criticism pf my written exam, although I do know I did not do well I don't think I deserved that treatment. They talked about how I was doing much better last year and stuff. It was a shit show but I still got accepted. Now I am very discouraged about it and thinking about not going through with it. I don't really know. Do I study hard and come back or just be done with it? I guess I'll decide by the time I need to but yeah I am sad.

Hi anon!

Uggghhh that's so difficult, I'm sorry you went through that. I never understood that sort of criticism; like, why tear someone down and make them feel bad? Constructive criticism is fine, but it sounds like they were too opinionated in their delivery.

Still, congrats on getting in! I don't know what type of program you're doing, but I'd say stick with it if you can. Getting into a grad program is so so difficult and you made the cut! Just focus on taking it one day at a time moving forward.

See if there is any sort of additional support you can get set up with; I don't know if you have any official diagnoses (e.g., ADHD), but schools will often have resources for those who struggle academically, such as note-taking, study buddies, or even just having a body double (someone who works next to you to help you stay focused). Also, connect with your peers.

You unfortunately can't do much with your professors/staff; they're going to think whatever they're going to think and we often have no control over that. Just focus on yourself and your own goals. Focus on what you need and what supports you best.

Remember - You got in. Was it by the skin of your teeth? Sure. But that doesn't mean you don't deserve to be there any less than someone else who passed with "flying colors." You've been accepted to this program because you are qualified and the staff recognize that (regardless of their harsh feedback).

P.S.: formal testing is generally not great and relies a lot on memorization; people who can memorize info easily tend to do well but that doesn't mean the information is retained long-term.

P.S.2: I BOMBED my first case study interview as part of my final exam to get my Masters. Absolutely bombed it. Far too anxiety-ridden and overwhelmed, all the info left my brain. Does that mean I didn't know the info? Nope; just got overwhelmed with anxiety and it got in my way. Program policy allowed 2 opportunities, and thankfully I passed on the second one; but I recall that feeling of failure on that first one, and it was ROUGH.

#arvandus answers #anon

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chocoichigogc · 11 months

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If you asked me 10 years ago if I wanted to be an artist, I would have told you, "no, I am a writer." If you asked me 5 years ago if I wanted to be an artist, I would have said, "I'm not that great, I'm more so a writer."

Even if you asked me last year if I wanted to be an artist, as I gain more experience in art, I would have said the phrase, "I'm a writer first, an artist second."

Choco Ichigo! the Webcomic Just celebrated 5 years since I posted the first comic. It is sometimes hard to see how much you improve when you draw every single day. You can do all this work and still have a hard time seeing progress. Until you finally take a step back and look at your old work and look how far you have come.

I never liked the idea of laughing at my old artwork, yeah, it is bad, it isn't great. But...why laugh? I wasn't experience. I wasn't trained to be an artist. I didn't have many art classes growing up. I was busy writing in my notebooks and binders, instead of sketching on a sketchpad. So having the bravery to actually post art online, ready to face ridicule, was really something out of my comfort zone.

People always come to me and say, "I can't be an artist, my artwork is so bad." Your art isn't bad, you just need practice. My work is a prime example of practice, trying new styles, tactics, studies, research, different tools, getting insight, helpful tips, critics, trial and error, all of these things are the only way you are able to grow as an artist.

No program, expensive tablets, profession pens are going to make you an artist. It's determination and practice.

I am forever proud of myself for posting my art and webcomics for 5 years. I was told many times that I should give up and that everything I was doing was a waste of time. But you have been able to see me grow and improve. I still have many things I want to improve on, but I am so happy with how far I have come. I am not just a writer anymore, I am a writer, I'm an artist, I'm the creator of Choco Ichigo!

None of this has been a waste of time

And there is only more to come

Stay Safe and Stay Sweet

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So I'm trying to threaten me and I replaced my characters with monsters they can't figure it out John remillard drives by I'm too close with a motorcycle so I'm going to go after him I'm going to take him down on the motorcycle he says he wants them to be incorporated into it and we're going to do that takes years to heal from it normally and a lot of people who are his race are walking around with wounds broken arms and things like that from being assholes people just grab them in their arms break or the ribs just like Dave AKA Dan although his were hard a little bit harder than normal and my husband broke them by accident it's just that his whole body didn't move and his ribs with what he's trying to push with so weak he can't do that to him and we are going after you trying to remember Lord You have to hear it again it doesn't matter how many times we say it you still lose cuz we're going after you going to make mincemeat out of you and yeah Biden is the one who does it to you and Matt himself shoot you and blows your brain up and Brad dies because of the RoboCop guy and it looks like his own sister and that's what it is trying to pretend she's Sherry. So you guys are really lijedm. Yeah and Sarah said she's manipulating your death trump we can't stand you. You get into a fight with him he's going to kill you you'll be gone early maybe bja who's the lizard guy matter of fact he thinks that's who it is he thinks you die on Madagascar cuz you insulted Garth. A lot of people are starting to think that too.

When is he can't say anything to you without you saying you're winning and tonight you're going to lose all the big bases of yours and the computers there's a few of them over nine are located and they found them running can you believe that they don't do what you think

Hera

Shut up retard trump.

I'll be a great send off prove that you're mentally incompetent for trial because you're retarded

Zues Hera

You might do that cuz you're doing that to someone tip showing the half brain she's been trying to get in public eye all we have to do is help her out a little and you'll blame her she's a massive c*** wicked b**** to him you ladies are so stupid it says it's a bike lane and says you ride on the sidewalk you just have to walk with the bike and who the hell cares if you walk with no one's there I'd hate to see a cop try and do that cuz he gets off and walks whenever someone comes by not you guys so we're going to go after you again for that stupid s*** never going after Trump right now I'm going to take his bike and jam it up his ass so second time he's threatened him with that thing and it's attempted vehicular homicide and we're going to charge you with it

Mac daddy

Those are the charges are starting to stick is staying in prison longer and longer we're finding more and more of your computers using it and we have to continue doing it now

I want it for this harassment he's harassing us too by harassing him and he's right we just sit here watching it taking a beating I want to go out there now and get him and I'm waiting for orders

Daniel

I too want to get him and I'll team up with whoever's doing it big teams are going to erase him here so I can get rid of most of his facilities tonight he's got to go first this guy is a big menace to everyone he's more like became useless because of him we should be blaming all of them for what he's done

Mike too

It's finally time the b******* is stopping the guys are complete lunatic I'm going to take him out of the knees

Mac daddy

I don't have any room for error and this guy keeps making errors everywhere employees he's stupid and f***** up what he says to him is so upsetting you would not believe it he's actually the programmer and the guy is sitting there telling him all this s*** that's wrong it says it's all wrong shut up you f****** loser you can't even listen to any of it and no one else could either but he has a computer program and he runs it and he has the keys might as well take those

Beb Arnold tell me I've already took your program you piece of s*** you're just sitting there doing loser s*** all the time some sort of idiotic pantomime we're going after you get rid of you

We are too I can't stand him anymore doing that stuff to our son I can't stand it I don't know why someone couldn't have notified here comes the f****** bozo you don't let him do that come on it says we're eliminating a threat by having a threaten you I don't want to do in that turns into b**** I don't get any sleep all night long. Showing people what he's doing the ranting for other people of his are doing it we had one to control and he knows it what really you know it's aggravating him a lot I have to have a meeting cuz I'm not getting it either what he's saying is cut that s*** he had s*** off they're coming here and take my place everybody's so damn f****** manly I can't stand these people at all in any way you can't either you're so manly but you're not here this is an incredibly difficult place to be I don't need that a****** doing that s*** I'm defenseless and also you don't tell me you're defending me of her anymore you just sit there and f*** around with me all day everyone else does too now he's saying that he means it and he wants us to stop this s*** I have to have a meeting it's not happening and now I'm doing it I knew what I was doing but really he's like what the f*** are you doing. What do I have to do like the apartment on fire oh you better blame someone and then have them run by me with the fire engine too close. Starting to see his point he doesn't have any points left doesn't want this s*** cuz he can't afford it no going after that guy and we did that on purpose but really he's saying that it's already out there he just show people it's out there it's better than showing it's happening to me unless you're doing it correctly and I say this he's issuing orders and he forced it and that makes more sense then had him do it so you can issue orders now you're telling them yourself to get investigated to slow us down further it doesn't make any sense to you it does you just drove by again so I have to get in here and we're not in here so get in here haven't do it and have him tell him to do it

Thank you anyways but it's very very very very very very very very very irritating in here it's extremely irritating I'm very powerful people are cutting me off on that what do you want anyways I don't have any money at all these people all need to die every single f****** one of them

Is back again but he's right the spent to burnt out the stupid the retarded in the front I've had enough in my feel of this stupid show this is ridiculous you didn't do anything all day but ride around in circles his assholes keep saying is the cheese and I was dumb s*** we're going after them and get rid of them I'm sick of these people I'm running up the orders and I'm sending them in you two trying to stop that s*** and not start it swear I should put him in a room with you this idiot you'll get it right away why don't you do that by the way each of you at a different time not just follow him around trying to deal with him on a car purchase or both purchase or house inspection of his house all sorts of stuff you can do he is the most annoying crap you've ever seen by the time you haven't done anything he has made a deal with you he's ruined a couple things

You want to get Adam this is terrible this is horrible horrible you're not getting points at all he does not want to see you doing that s*** it's everywhere

Thor Freya

Like I said he was forcing to happen he says don't let him force you to say it so I believe it it's kind of illegal and I realize it is so I'm going to the Thor Freya to drop my reporting and falling procedure.

Frank Castle hardcastle

Inside and we see it now and we're helping you can't let it get to that point but where are the high pressure point we need a lot of troops I want people to get in here and start hiring I'm trying to those two putting it on the line saying what they have to although they're effective and they're like military it says he needs them to say it and if it works they'll feel better it's actually true even if it works a little goes up 3%, it smile and said you're actually right what do we need to tell him. Need to tell them a few things to go through our minds we have to be involved in this daily or really not part of it even me that's one and then we have to make sure they don't get these weapons intended our people to have but being involved by being not involved that's another these people are dangerous even if this stuff wasn't here they can make things to go real fast and the diamond spheres are in question and we're still here and it's a problem because of ships and lasers and thorium and authority balls are huge and a detonation might affect them and they might be terminated because the universe might go up that's another reason all those reasons plus should be listed at the same time are they ready if massive amounts of space to breathe from like Saturn and from ships and other things that blew up while racing towards them at 3 million miles an hour to stop all of that degree all at once and more.

I've got some additional he's our friend and he's telling us off because we're sitting here not doing the job by hiring and we can't do the job cuz we don't have enough people and that's one that should be said each and every time all of these points should be mentioned he's also mentioning that these people have a lot of hardware and foreigners aren't here yet and they should have been here right now and there's only a few and it's a problem and it takes a while for them to get here. Now we're asking people what to do and we should not we should know and he knows what to do you have to reduce them take people out of the plan get their plan take weaponry take stuff to make weapons with and all the time and stop their phony and we have to do it constantly because we're not raising the Army to full capacity and that should be included too I agree we should make a statement that we issue each and every one of us should issue it to ours in a different way usually using different verbiage but we should say the same thing and we should make it that way not uniform but the same points you know number one we are insufficiently manned for our universe to be in a safe state. Language it's military style English and there's more number two we're contracting and it war with a very vast number of dangerous people who are mostly considered to be terrorists and they have access to devices that are natural and not and ones that are man-made that can destroy the Earth the solar system and just a result the universe in a short amount of time due to chain reaction at this moment so I'm going to write it up I'm going to send it in and we're going to make a plaque and I'm going to put it in public places this is what you should sign up for in your required to and Olympus wants you and then at the bottom whose area it is as empress and emperor and king and queen and etc down to the mayor and his Goddess wife and we are going forward

Frank Castle hardcastle

The above was me Duke Nukem Blockbuster and yeah I have to do something equally as important as putting national guard posts out with recruiters and what you're saying is find the local damn recruiters for each area no matter how small in town is and assign them to build it with blocks on his own time if he has to it's all our time but I'm going to go ahead and do that I don't care if you get a permit we'll make it right just call it the office I'm going to do that right now thank you for the assignment you're welcome he says and let's get Thor Freya Frank Castle hardcastle and they'll go to Olympus with you and we'll get it all approved and I say it's approved but I see what you're saying and get our special block at our home Depot where We are this is incredible he says we should do it here within our areas I'm going to start doing that now

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forever-rogue · 3 years

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Hi love!! I know I'm sneaking it in under the wire, but congratulations again on your milestone! You deserve ALL the good things, honeybunch! For your prompt requests can I please get a fluffy something (maybe a lil unrequited-but-really-requited) friends to lovers with our hot daddy Marcus Moreno?? With the prompts:

“Stay. Please.” (prompt list 3) and 79. "I can't get you out of my head" (prompt list 1).

Feel free to get as creative or flexible as you want with this. Love you bb 💜🌿

I love you too bb! I am so in it for one (1) Marcus Moreno! Enjoy!

Marcus Moreno x Fem!Reader ; warnings: none

Pedro Character Masterlist

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Dating was hard. Dating was even harder when you’d been out of the game for years. Dating was hardest when you were a single, widowed father who doubled as a superhero.

Yeah, dating was hard for Marcus Moreno.

Even with all the support from you.

“Marcus,” you scoffed at him as you picked up around the kitchen, sighing at the small disaster that had occurred when he had tried to cook. He knew that tone of voice very well, and he took a step back and offered you a sheepish grin. You grabbed a dish towel and threw it at him as you gestured to the mess, “how? How does this even happen? All you did was make pasta and salad!”

“I don’t know!” he insisted meekly. It was true - the man was a walking, talking disaster when it came to anything related to cooking. But he tried, gods knew he tried so hard. He was trying to do good, to be better - his best - for Missy, and himself. And you. You just weren’t exactly privy to that fact just yet. He cleared his throat awkwardly before he got too caught up in his little daydream fantasies, “it just...happened. You don't have to clean it swee- it’s okay. It’s not your mess.”

“It’s alright Marcus,” you promised him as you threw all the trash in the can and set the dishes in the sink to rise, “besides you made dinner and dessert. It’s the least I can do.”

“I burned dessert…” he pouted slightly as you laughed, causing his heart to skip a beat at the magical sound. You watched as he came over and started to load the rinsed dishes into the washer, giving his hip a small bump with your own.

“You tried,” you shot him a quick wink, “that’s what counts. Besides, you had ice cream as a backup to save the day.”

“Luckily,” he agreed, pausing for a moment as he tried to choose his next words carefully, “umm...can I ask you for a huge favor?”

“Anything,” you promised softly as you finished stowing away the leftovers and wiping down the counter, “what’s up?”

“Can you watch Missy tomorrow night?” he asked quietly, almost as if he was embarrassed by his request. You quirked an eyebrow at him before leaning against the counter and offering him a curious expression, “I-I asked my mom but she’s got poker night with her friends. I can order pizza or whatever you want for dinner and-”

“Of course, Marcus,” you interrupted him before he could stammer further, pressing a finger against his lips. If you hadn’t been so caught up in your own feelings, you’d have noticed the ting of pink creeping into his cheeks as he tried not to focus too much on the feel of your touch, “you know she’s my favorite person on the planet, right along with her dad. Just let me know the time and I’ll be here - but I want Thai, including dessert!”

“Whatever you want,” he grinned softly, “you’re such a lifesaver, and I just...I don’t know what I’d do without you.”

“I know,” you teased, “what’s the occasion? Another date with Katie?”

“No,” he admitted, as you offered up a look of surprise. You’d met her for all of about five minutes the first time he went out with her as you’d arrived to hang out with Missy. She was nice - pretty, funny, warm and despite the bit of a jealous twinge in your stomach, you could see why Marcus would fall for her. You were surprised to hear that things didn’t work, “she umm...it was fine. It just...I can’t see myself with her, you know?”

“You just gotta test the waters and see how it goes,” you swallowed the lump that had welled up, “you never know until you know. Who’s the lucky lady? If it’s a date - I shouldn’t just assume. Perhaps you’re busy saving the world?”

“I think those days are past me,” he admitted, “we leave that to the kids - with guidance of course. I..yeah it’s a date. Her name’s Stacy.”

“Oh, another first date?” you tried to keep your tone light and teased as he focused on the floor and nodded, “how very lucky she is. Hopefully she knows that and hopefully you’ll have fun! That’s what? The third first date this month? Things are looking up Mr. Moreno!”

“It’s nothing,” he swore as he shook his head, “obviously they’re first dates and they stay first dates. It is what it is.”

“Hey,” you reached over and gave his arm a squeeze, “you’re amazing Marcus, and you deserve the best. One day you’re going to meet another woman that will knock you off your feet. You just have to be patient. What is it that they say? Love is patient, love is kind? Or something like that!”

“Yeah,” he agreed as his heart dropped slightly. If he was a brave man, a bold man, he’d have dropped to his knees and confessed his love for you then and there. He’d have told you that it was you, always you, that you were the only one he wanted. But...he didn’t. Instead he swallowed his pride and his nerves and offered you a nod, “I guess we shall see.”

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But just as Katie had came and went, so did Stacy. And then Maria. And then Stefani. And then…

"Hey," you greeted Marcus as he came in the door, a dejected look on his face. You were sitting on the couch, doing some work on your laptop as you ate some ice cream. It wasn't terribly late, but Missy had already gone to bed, leaving you to your own devices. You'd gone and picked up around the house before settling on the couch, knowing Marcus had had an incredibly busy week.

"Hey," he let out a long sigh, immediately putting his feet on the coffee table. He looked at your laptop before holding his hand in front of the screen, "its late. No more working!"

"I'm multitasking," you insisted with a grin as you held up your ice cream and pointed at the television that was playing reruns of the Office. He tutted anyway and eventually you gave in, closing out your programs before closing your laptop, "fineeeee! So, how was it? Tell me everything!"

"Not much to tell," he shrugged softly as he took off his glasses and tossed them onto the table before pinching the bridge of his nose. You offered him a small smile before holding out the remainder of your ice cream to him. He looked at it as a smile tugged on the corners of his mouth and he took the bowl from your hand, "I don't think there's going to be a second date with her either."

"What? I thought Carla seemed lovely!" you were surprised by what appeared to be another failed date. You had liked her from all the things Marcus had told you about her, and you were positive that she would be the one, "what happened, Marcus?"

"I don't know," he shrugged lightly before taking a big bite of ice cream, "I don't think it was her. I-I think it was me."

"You didn’t like her?"

"I did," he swallowed thickly, feeling his heart rate pick up wildly, and he was positive you could hear it. Why, why, why couldn't he just tell you? Why couldn't he suck it up and open his heart up and confess his feelings? It would have been so easy, "its just...I umm…"

"You don't have to explain it to me," you insisted, reaching over and giving his arm a reassuring squeeze, "if you don't click, you don't click. Patience, my love, patience. There's no rush to get anywhere.

"Listen," he set the bowl down and turned towards, a serious look on his face, "I have to -"

Before he could say anything else your phone started buzzing on the table. You sighed lightly as you saw your boss' name light up the screen. You grimaced before grabbing it and offering him an apologetic look, "I should go and take this. I've got a big presentation tomorrow…"

"Oh yeah," he gave you a meek smile as you grabbed your laptop and bag before leaning down to press a kiss to the top of his head and promising him you’d text later, "see you…"

You were quietly answering the phone as you rushed out of the house, leaving Marcus sitting there by myself. He let out a long sigh as he leaned back and tried to calm himself. Of course, of course, of course, the one time he'd gathered up some courage, something interrupted him.

Shit. Shit. Shit.

Soon he'd finally tell you. He wanted to, desperately so. Every date he went on that wasn't with you just made him realize that he wanted nothing more than you. He wished it had been you on all those dates.

That made him realize he needed to do this. Marcus Moreno was going to make his move - finally.

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And then he didn't.

He just...never seemed to get the timing the right. Every time he finally plucked up the courage to finally say something, he was interrupted. It was like the entirety of the universe was against him.

Eventually, he reluctantly gave in and decided to go on a second date with Carla. It was a combination of things, namely her asking him, but he gave in and said yes. It had killed him a little bit as he'd responded to her text; he'd been out with you and Missy doing some grocery shopping, watching as the two of you tried to pick a cereal (it was time for something other than Great White Bites, Missy had insisted). You'd caught his eye and smiled, but he still sent the text.

Anything to get his mind off of you.

But as soon as her excited response came through, Marcus felt like the worst person. Still - maybe he could make this work...maybe Carla wouldn't be so bad for him.

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It wasn't too late when Marcus came home after his date. He'd thought about texting you to see if you wanted him to bring ice cream, but had decided against it. His mind was made up and set on one thing.

You.

His second date with Carla had taught him that despite how kind, funny, and pretty she was, she would never be the one for him. The one for him had been right in front of his face the whole time and he finally knew what he needed to do.

Even if you rejected him, he had to tell, to get it out in the open once and for all.

When he got home, the house was quiet, with only the soft sound of television signaling that someone was up. You'd left one of the lights in the living room on, creating a soft glow in the quiet space.

Then he spotted you and was left breathless. There you were, curled up on the end of the couch, a warm, thick blanket draped around as you slept. What a pure, innocent sight, and yet - he still felt like his heart was on fire.

Almost as if you sensed some sort of disturbance, you slowly opened your eyes and blinked away the bleariness to find Marcus watching you intently.

"Hi," you smiled lightly as at him, "didn't mean to fall asleep. Long day...Missy's off in bed already."

"Okay," he whispered gently before coming closer to you, "listen, I have to tell you something. And I'm afraid if I don't say it now then I'll never have the courage to do it again."

"Of course," you slowly sat up and gave him the megawatt smile he loved, "but first, tell me how your date was! I bet she was so excited to see you again as she should of course because-"

"I'm in love with you," he cut you off before you could ramble on, surprising the two of you. A warm, wicked flush of red colored his features as he clamped his hand over his mouth and breathed deeply, "I...I didn't mean to quite say it like that. I just...I can't get you out of my head. I realized that every date I had didn't work out for a reason - because they weren't you. I wanted it to be you, and well...I wanted to ask and just never got the nerve."

"Oh," you tried to suppress the smile on your face, but it was futile effort as you watched him closely, "you know you're my best friend, and I supported you going on those dates because you deserve the world, only the best, but to be honest, I'm glad they didn't work out…"

"W-why?" he stammered nervously as his whole body vibrated with energy, humming like wildfire as he anticipated your next response.

"I think you know why…"

"Will you say it...please? I want to hear it...to know I'm not crazy. I can't be the only one feeling this…" the look in his gentle brown eyes was nervous, more so than you had never seen. You threw off the blanket and slowly stood up, taking a few steps closer to him so there was almost no distance between your bodies.

"I'm in love with you too," you promised softly, as a grin broke out on his face, "I have been for a very long time and I was never sure if you felt the same and didn't want to ruin anything…"

Before saying anything else, Marcus reached up and delicately placed his hands on the sides of your face as he studied you. It was long before he moved closer, and then even closer before you finally closed the gap and kissed him softly.

It wasn't some big grandiose thing, rather it was soft and gentle - a longing kiss between two people who had been waiting on this moment for a long time. And it was everything. Marcus kissed you until you were breathless, leaning into his touch and chasing after him. It was just...utterly perfect.

When you broke apart for a breath of air, he pressed his forehead against yours, giving your lips another saccharine little kiss. It felt natural for him to hold you like this, his large hands on your waist as your arms wrapped around his neck.

“I should have done this a long time ago,” he whispered softly, to where you could barely hear it and in some ways, you wondered if it was even intended for your ears, “I’m sorry I waited so long.”

“It was worth the wait,” you promised him gently, “you’re worth the wait.”

“Will you stay?” he asked softly as you gave him a confused look, “stay. Please…”

“Tonight?”

“Forever,” he closed his eyes as he kissed you again, holding you gently in his vice like grip, “I love you.”

“Of course,” you nuzzled your nose against his, before touching over his face gently and giving him a gentle smile, “of course. There’s nothing I’d rather be than your forever.”

“My forever,” he repeated, “you are everything.”

“Can I ask you for something Marcus?”

“Anything.”

“Please kiss me again.”

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seabass17 · 3 years

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All that’s left | Pt. 2

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Fem! Reader

A/n: So, this is... a different reader in comparison from the one in the first part but I kinda like it? Anyway, Im considering making a third part and im thinking it'll contain some smut. I used google translator so please don't judge me. Tell me what you think. Happy reading.

All that's left pt. 1

Warnings: angst, mentions of scars, swearing, implied smut?

Word count: 3.263

Summary: After moving from her life in New York, away from the Avengers and him, she finds happiness and a life that she actually enjoys, but that seems to last little when she spots the familiar jet on the roof of the building she lives in. Is she ready to face them? To face him?

*Three months later*

The warm air surrounding my body made me take a deep breath and unconsciously smile. I was happy, I was free, I was whole. I was with my neighbor drinking coffee in our usual spot, which was a cafe near the main street of the place that I decided was going to become my new home.

“Продолжай рассказывать мне о своем боссе, который сводит тебя с ума” (Keep on telling me about your boss who drives you crazy) Andrei said making me laugh and shake my head.

“Не о чем говорить, он просто засранец, который дает мне слишком много работы и заставляет меня плакать” (Nothing to talk about, he's just an asshole who gives me too much work and makes me want to cry) I laughed. I had met Andrei a week after I moved in and there was an immediate connection. No, it wasn’t in a romantic one, god no, we were just really good friends that had a lot in common.

“Now now, that was not what i saw the other day when i went to pick you up from work” He said with a playful smirk plastered on his light brown face. I gasped, a fake indignant expression on my face while my hand went to my chest. He laughed loudly. “Don’t play that card, I saw you!” he added

“I don’t know what you are talking about” I said, trying to fight the smile that tried to come out but failing miserably, we both laughed.

He and I had become quite close in the little time that we had known each other. He was an American with a Russian name. He explained that his mother was from the states while his father was a russian spy, they fell in love against all odds and eventually, Andrei was brought to this world. When he was fifteen his father died and he and his mom went to America, where he finished high school and surprisingly, entered the military. He did two tours before he decided that he had enough and returned to Russia. Hence why he could speak both Russian and English fluently. As for me, I told him that I was in some sort of organization that worked for the government, and that’s why I knew russian. He believed me, thank God, I didn’t want to talk about how I was part of the Avengers and why I left. Obviously I will tell him when the time is right and I know that he can be fully trusted.

“Oh, come on Ames, are you going to tell me that you don’t like him one bit? Not in the slightest?” he asked, smiling and I shook my head. He stayed silent for a second and stared at me, like he was considering whether he should ask me something or keep quiet. “Is it because of him?” he finally asked, watching me closely to see my reaction. I felt my stomach twist at the mention of him. Of course it was because of him, because of them, I couldn’t afford getting hurt and betrayed one more time. Andrei didn’t know his name, or theirs for that matter, so I smiled weakly and nodded.

“Yeah, I know it sounds stupid but… I just can’t afford getting hurt, not again, not anymore” I said looking at my hands.

“I understand, believe me I do” he said, his hand reaching out to hold mine. I looked up to find his brown eyes looking for mine, I saw nothing but genuine love -the friendly kind- in them. I smiled and squeezed his hand. He was going to say something but his phone rang; a notification. He withdrew his hand to look at his phone and the moment he did, people around us started getting up and running in the same direction. I looked at him confused to find him frowning at his phone.

“What is it?” i asked.

“The Avengers are here…” He said and my heart skipped a beat and my body went rigid. Andrei noticed. “What 's wrong?”. Well, there’s no use keeping him from the truth anymore.

“So, remember when I told you that I worked for an organization for the government? Okay don’t freak out and hate me but, here it goes” I took a deep breath. “That organization was called The Red Room were they trained me from a very young age to be a perfect cold-blooded killer, years later i escaped and was on the run until i got a new identification, name, address, new everything and then joined the avengers to amend the wrongs I made in the past. To my luck, it didn’t go great because it ended up breaking me the same way The Red Room did, so I left to find a fresh start and came here where I met you. Please don’t hate me” I concluded in one breath. Andrei was silent with a straight face, which was hard to read, and eventually after a few seconds that felt like an eternity and shrugged his shoulders. WHAT THE HELL DOES THAT MEAN.

“Believe it or not, I've heard worse” he simply said

“Worse than finding out that your best friend is a train killer and former avenger?” i asked incredulously and he tilted his head and smirked

“US Agent mother and Russian spy father” He said. I laughed and he followed right after. “So, I'm guessing we are running away?” he asked. Say what now?

“We?” I asked, almost in shock to which he simply nodded, “You don’t think im just gonna let you go like that, please, is not that easy to get rid of me” he snorted. “And I'm supposing Amelia is not your real name either, given the fact that you ran off,” he added. Damn, he is good.

“Y/n, y/n y/l/n” I said and he slowly smiled

“Well y/n, nice to meet you, my name is Andrei Petrova” he said, extending his hand, i repeated his action with the same smile. “I’ve got to say, I like the name y/n more than Amelia '' he added and laughed. We were brought back to the matter at hand when the screaming of the people were getting louder. I snapped my head up and saw the familiar jet on the roof of the building where I was living.

“Here’s what we are going to do, I’m going to my apartment and buy us some time while you go get a car and,” i handed him my card “you are going to get all the money from my bank account. I will meet you in front of the cafe that’s two blocks away from my place”

“Are you going to be okay?” He asked with clear worry in his eyes. I smiled and nodded

“Yes, I promised. Now go” I said before he got up and ran. I sighed and went to my apartment. Was I really going to do this? After months, was I ready to face them, already knowing the truth? Well, guess I'm going to find out.

Once in the building I decided to programmed the lights to go out in 50 minutes and then I went to the elevator, wanting to appear as normal as possible even though I felt like my heart was going to explode from how fast it was beating inside my rib cage. When the elevator stopped at my floor I walked until I was standing in front of my door. I didn’t need to wait and confirm, I knew they knew I was here, now there’s only one thing left to do. But before I did anything, the door creaked open.

*10 hours earlier*

Bucky paced from one side to the other, finding himself incapable of staying put. Natasha sat silently on her chair, Tony was in the front with his head in between his hands, Steve was resting on the side of the wall looking at the floor, Bruce was just standing there holding his chin analyzing everyone in the room. Sam sat on the couch looking through his phone, Vision was sitting next to Wanda on the other couch, while Clint and Thor were sitting on the other chairs. Peter had some school stuff to deal with like the teenager that he was. They’ve been looking for her for the past three months, and about a week ago, a picture was found of someone that looked exactly like her, all except her hair that was a bit shorter and the color was different, but other than that, it was practically her.

Not wanting to get their hopes -or rather enthusiasm- up, they decided to look deeper and found out that the picture was taken a month ago in the city of Magadan located in Russia. They found out that before three months, the name Amelia Agapov, didn’t exist. The more they looked into it, the more they were convinced that it was her.

“The mission report from Agent Carter arrived, should i put it on the screen?” the voice of the AI filled the room. The team had been waiting for that report for days, the nerves of the question that lingered in the air ‘was it her?’ being present for that time only grew stronger as Stark asked FRIDAY to project the report on the screen.

Pictures were shown, most of them were about this woman buying in the market, having coffee with a guy, but there was one, where her face was looking straight into the lens of the camera, and it was that picture that left the people in the room absolutely rigid. It was her.

“We found her…” Tony said in a whisper. Everybody kept their gaze on the picture on the big screen. After months looking for her, they finally had found her. To everyone, it was like someone just discovered something new, a kind of relief and anxiety all at the same time.

“Suit up, we’re going to get her” Steve said to the group, but see, it was the choice of words from Cap that Bucky found unsettling.

“Get her? Like she is some kind of criminal?” he said, looking at his best friend dead in the eye. Steve opened his mouth to say something but Tony beat him to it.

“She was trained by The Red Room to be an assassin, we can expect nothing more from her '' He said, trying to calm Bucky down, but instead it only caused him to get angrier, and not only him.

“So was I” Natasha said, her voice low that could scare anyone to the bone if they weren’t so used to her.

"It's different" Tony said

“How is it different?” Wanda said this time, “It wasn’t when you practically recluded me after I helped Ultron and tried to kill you all” she added.

Tony sighed and looked down, realizing that he might be overreacting.

“Let’s just get suit up and get on with it” Steve said, cutting the rather awkward silence that filled the room.

The avengers were suit up and on the quinjet in less that forty-five minutes, and they were in Madagan in nine hours, it took them an hour to find her building, and once they found it, Clint landed the jet on the roof and they all got out and looked for her apartment. Funny enough, it was the same number as the one she used to live in New York; 108. They waited for what seemed an eternity until they heard footsteps just outside the door. Suddenly, the air felt thick with anticipation, but Bucky couldn’t wait any longer so he crossed the living room in two steps and opened the door. She was standing there. Silence took over the entire apartment until she broke it.

“Well, are you going to move so that I can get inside my goddamn apartment Barnes?” she said expectantly. Bucky realized that he had been staring at her since he opened the door. Her hair was different, more wavy and a shade or two lighter. He moved to the side and she was able to see the rest of the team. This was going to be one hell of an evening.

Breathe. In… and out…

It was hard. Fuck. Okay i can do this.

“Well isn’t this nice. All the team back together again!” I said with sarcasm dripping from every letter.

“What the hell did we ever do to you?” Steve said firmly.

“Damn, getting straight into it. That’s okay” i shrugged as I went to my room but the sound of the blasters of Tony's suit stopped me.

“Stop, don’t take another step” He said, lifting his hands and I smiled.

“Really? Well unfortunately i have to change, so i’ll leave the door open if it makes you comfortable” i said as i continued to walk to my room, and like I said, i left the door open.

“Y-you don’t have to do that, you can…” Wanda said but trailed off. I had taken my shirt off; my scars were shown.

“So, Steve” I broke the silence as I put on a black shirt, “the thing that you did wasn’t as bad as tin man over there, but you still let Hydra take me the day we took out the helicaries” i added. His face got pale and started shaking his head.

“What? No, you made it out safe, you-” He started saying but i interrupted him

“You sure? Who do you think stopped Rumlow when he tried to interfere with the exchange of the chip when you were in the helicarrier with Bucky?” He started thinking for a moment until he realized what I said fell into place. “Yeah, I took one hell of a beating, and if that wasn’t enough, I fell to the water. I fell thirty floors down, and I alone got myself out, because I didn't have anyone to cover me or have my back” i concluded.

“Your scars…” Tony said this time and i turned to him

“Yeah, thanks to you Mr. Stark” i said and he looked at me. “Doctor said that 74% of my body is covered with scars, along with one or two burns”

“You were that girl in The Red Room” Natasha said, causing me to turn my head to look at her and I smiled cynically, “You are Eliza” she finished.

“Давно не виделись с Натальей” (Long time no see Natalia) i said and she looked at me in pure surprise in her faced. That’s something coming from the famous Black Widow.

“What about the rest of us y/n?” Sam said this time, redirecting my attention from Natasha to the rest of the group. Thor was standing there holding his hammer, Bruce was next to the fridge, Clint was by the sink, Wanda was with Vision beside the kitchen table and Bucky was by the door. They were all looking at me. I took a look at the clock, I have to leave in less than thirty minutes.

“Long story short, Clint, Bruce, Sam, Wanda and Vision are the ones that didn’t do anything, so just chill out, you are still on my good side” I smiled and waved my hand.

“Hold on, but what did I do?” Thor asked and I looked at him.

“God it really is unfair how such a little thing can cause such a big problem. The first time you came down to earth, met Jane, bla bla bla… when her stuff was under custody of shield, and you took that notebook; they blamed me. I know it may seem weird because, how? Thing is, I was undercover at that time inside Shield, so when the notebook disappeared, guess who was the one that got beaten for it. I couldn’t move from the pain.”

Thor was standing completely still.

“Lady y/n…”

“How is it possible? I was there and never saw you” Clint interrupted Thor.

“It was before the avengers, i was on the run and a girl's gotta eat. Don’t worry, I never gave them anything. Got the money and then killed them, they were nobodies” I shrugged off.

“So, that’s all you needed to know, so if you please leave my…” I said but then he interrupted me.

“No” I would be lying if I said it didn’t send shivers down my spine at his tone, and I hate even more that he noticed it. “You’re missing one doll” Well fuck me

I turned to see him and he was walking painfully slow towards me and I was praying for my legs to not give out.

“Barnes” I simply said, thanking God and all the saints that it didn’t come out as a whimper. I took a look at the clock once more. I have to leave. Now. “Such a shame, wish you had fought for us, I would have gone through hell and back for you, Buck” his eyes were looking straight to my own and I felt like he was staring at my bare soul. In a way, he was. I smiled and I saw behind my back that the team was looking at us, we’ve never been this close, not in public anyway. I standed on my tiptoes and reached for his right ear, he instinctively reached down so it was a bit easier for me.

“If you want to know, you’ll have to find me first дорогой” (Sweetheart) I whisper. Next thing, the light went out just like I programmed it to and I slid beside Bucky to reach out to the door and to the hall. I could hear the team screaming ‘what the hell just happened’. I ran to the emergency stairs, and once out I could still feel him behind me, getting close. I went into an alley, having to detour, knowing that he eventually was going to catch up to me and I couldn't have him follow where I was really going. A few seconds later, I felt him caging me to the wall on the alley, both of us breathing heavily. His flesh hand went to my throat and his metal one rested on the wall.

“Given a different occasion, I would have loved this, don’t get me wrong, I still love how you…”

“What the hell are you doing?” he asked huskily and I smiled.

“I told you, you’ll have to wait until you find me again. Alone.” i said

“Come on Barnes, do you really think that the charade of being your personal fuck toy would last forever?” I asked, raising an eyebrow.

“It wasn’t like that, i…” he said but trailed off. The pain in my chest starting and clenching my heart.

“There it is…” i said lowly, the hurt in my voice evident, “listen, i’d love to keep talking about how you used me, but like i said,” i got close to his face, my nose touching his, “find me to found out” after that, I raised my knee kicking him right in between his legs.

He let out a pained groan and fell to the floor, causing his grip in my neck to give out. I took advantage and ran. Two blocks away, I saw Andrei. When he saw me running to him, he immediately got in the car and turned the engine on, then I got in.

“Drive, fast” it was the first thing i said

“Where?” he asked while we took off. I smiled and looked at him

“You’ll see”

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