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claryxjackson · 3 months
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OC VALENTINES CHALLENGE 2024 ➣  second chance romance
abra griffin and clint barton
taglist: @kentaroranda, @foxesandmagic, @lizziesxltzmxn, @phoebestarks, @lovehermioneforever, @jewelswrites-ish, @kiara-carrera, @heavenlysurf, @decennia, @stanshollaand. @ocfairygodmother, @raith-way, @lucys-chen, @daughter-of-melpomene
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artemiseamoon · 10 months
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Preview: Damage control 11
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An: first multi chapter update since burnout slapped me in the face.
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Frankie made his way to the house and as soon as he entered, everything seemed quiet and undisturbed. The eerie feeling that hit him on the steps grew even heavier by the second. A palatable and sour tension hung in the air, and it felt like any second now, something would pop off.
Just as Frankie was about to head up the stairs, he turned into the kitchen to find Damon sitting there in a chair facing the door. He was slumped against it, clearly drunk. The look on his face was a mix of anger, pain, and exhaustion.
“Thereeeee he is!” Damon sat up in the chair, causing the feet to scrape on the floor in the process. “I was waiting for you-” he pointed to his laptop on the table behind him.
Frankie wasn't going to let Damon out of his sights, not completely. So, he only gave the laptop a slight glance. That was enough to see the shattered screen; a crack that started in the middle and cast out like webs. Damon either dropped it, or punched it, or both.
As the two stared at each other, the sharp static energy coming off of Damon was making Frankie even more concerned about his presence in the house. There's a smell and a feel to oncoming violence, it's hard to describe with words, but it's something Frankie knew well, and right now he could sense it all around.
Damon's voice cut through the air like thunder, “I saw your fucking car pull up!"
“You need to calm down!” Frankie pointed at him as he stepped into the kitchen. Frankie never trusted Damon, and he especially didn’t trust him like this.
As Frankie took another cautious step in the room, while also reading his surroundings and trying to spot any weapons, Damon just sat there with a burning glare.
Damon looked like a large, cornered animal. One now pretending to be calm when the reality was far from that. Frankie held one hand before him, in a slowdown/pause signal, while the other slowly moved behind him to reach for the handle of his pistol.
He didn’t want to shoot Damon, mainly for the kids and Veronica’s sake, but he didn’t like the look in Damons eyes, or the tone of his voice. Even as the larger man blew out a breath and closed his eyes for a second, slightly swaying from drunkenness, Frankie was still on alert. Frankie needed to be prepared to fire a warning shot, or just point it at him to calm him down, if needed.
Damon chuckled darkly, slowly opened his eyes then rested his elbows on his thighs. His blue eyes were both cold and bloodshot as he looked at Frankie then sighed. "What do we do, Morales?"
It didn't feel like a question. It felt like Damon was leading to something else.
“Where is she?” Frankie asked sharply.
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lucys-chen · 2 years
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SWITCHED AT BIRTH AU….TY SILVA-BARTON AND JANE BARTON.
featuring: @claryxjackson ‘s abra griffin & jane barton
taglist. @stanshollaand @claryxjackson @arrthurpendragon
also featuring; jesse spender as clint barton
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Damage control
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loptrcoptr · 2 months
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sometimes I doodle stuff and anyway everyone should go read @kaladinkholins bes fic A New Ember and appreciate Goma the cat and Mizu’s new Barbie dream horse 🩵🩵🩵
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navigateme · 12 days
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“A sky full of stars and the sun that chased them for a lifetime.”
These Violent Delights (Have Violent Ends) by damagecontrol had me trying to stifle sobs in my office so my coworkers wouldn’t hear me cry during the first time I read it and I remember being so surprised that I was surprised about a MCD in a fucking marauders/titanic!AU… like obviously someone’s gonna die 🙄 and tbh tbh that made me love it even more so all hail @imdamagecontrol bc their writing ALWAYS HITS 🫡
I’m still trying to learn how to make my own typesets but THIS incredible typeset was made by @vellichorbindery 💕💕💕
Definitely made some improvements with my second bind, my stitching got a lot cleaner, but also made some more mistakes 🙃 it’s fine tho, I’m still learning and growing and whatever
Still at a standstill with my cover designs for various reasons so I’m making do with the materials that I have for now. This glittery fabric I used for the cover was giving me Night Sky Over A Freezing Shipwreck vibes 🥶
For personal use only, no commissions 🚢✨
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smilesrobotlover · 7 months
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Whumptober day 10- alternative prompt, panic
Love at twilight!!!! :D it’s a strong focus on Rusl and the Ordon kids and I love it so much. Hope you guys love it too! Uh, this one is very mild, not a lot of whump, but there is a brief moment of panic. It’s a lot more lighthearted than the others. Anyways hope you like it as much as I do 🙃
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“Alright ya kidlets, are y’all ready for a daring adventure in the forest?”
Rusl looked out at the young Ordon kids who stared at him blankly. Rusl cleared his throat and gestured to Faron woods behind him.
“C’mon, I know y’all are excited.”
Beth yawned while Colin rubbed his eyes. It was pretty early in the morning, and these kids were barely teenagers, the oldest being fifteen, so being awake was clearly not something they wanted. Rusl swore that he didn’t sleep as much as they did when he was a teenager, but regardless they were all very tired and very much not excited for an adventure through the woods. His little three year old stepped up and put her hands on her hips.
“Toughen up ya sleepyheads!” She yelled out in her three-year-old voice, and Rusl chuckled.
“Yeah, you heard her! Wake up, you’re gonna need all your energy for today!”
Talo raised his hand. “Rusl, why are we up so early, and why are we going into the woods?”
Rusl clapped his hands excitedly and walked over to the kids. He’s been training them sword fighting. Mayor Bo believed that if another invasion were to happen, having just Rusl and Link there to defend Ordon would not be able to work, so he wanted the younger kids to learn how to fight in order to protect their home more. Renado wanted his daughter to be taught as well, mostly so she would protect herself in case anything happened. Rusl happily obliged, wanting to start training Colin anyways. The kids were all pretty excited to learn sword fighting, even Beth who didn’t enjoy that type of stuff. Rusl figured since all the kids were so close now that they loved doing anything together, so the training has been easy going for Rusl. But after a few months of training, Rusl wanted them to get more hands-on experience. He faced Faron woods and put his hands on his hips with Rela copying him dramatically.
“Talo, I’m going to see how far along you’ve come on your training, by venturing through Faron woods, and learning how to survive without the comforts of your home!”
There were various mixed reactions from the kids. Talo and Luda seemed pretty excited, Colin was indifferent, but Beth was pretty upset. He figured these would be reactions, so he faced them again and knelt down.
“It’ll only be for one night, we’re gonna practice our fighting skills, appreciate Farore’s gift to us, and learn how to survive in the wild.”
Beth crossed her arms and looked down. “Are there gonna be monsters?”
Talo paled a bit and Luda looked at Beth worriedly. Rusl shrugged.
“Who knows. We’ve cleared it out so there shouldn’t be, but if there are monsters,” Rusl grinned in a teasing manner, “then you’ll have to put your sword fighting skills to the test! Now let’s go!”
Rusl headed into the forest with the kids following him closely behind, making sure to hold onto Rela’s hand as they walked on the trail. When they reached a small river, he picked up his daughter and hopped on rocks effortlessly, landing on the other side. The kids watched him in disbelief and he waved them over.
“They’re nice and sturdy! Don’t worry!”
Talo nodded and hopped onto the rocks. Rusl set down Rela when he reached the other side and smiled. Rusl gave him a thumbs up and the others quickly followed. Rela sat there with her hands on her hips giving them all words of “encouragement”.
“C’mon you slow pokes! Hurry it up!” She would yell at Beth who was being very careful not to fall in the water. “There’s no wind to knock ya over, you can do better than that!” She yelled at Luda who nearly lost her balance on a rock. Colin hopped from one rock to the next, but slipped and fell face first into the water. Rela waddled over to her brother and crossed her arms. “You’re a failure!”
Rusl walked over to her and nudged her over to Talo, who was trying not to laugh at the little girl berating everyone.
“Sweet spirits above, Rela,” he muttered, and offered his hand to Colin. “You’re doing great Colin.”
Colin smiled and took it. “Thanks pa.”
When Beth finally made it to the other side, they continued onward, getting closer to the clearing Rusl wanted them to settle down in. He was relieved that there were no monsters. Although he joked about it earlier, the kids were not prepared to fight bokoblins, and with Rela here as well, Rusl didn’t want to put her in any danger. So the lack of monsters was a relief to Rusl. The others seemed relieved that there was no fighting as well. This adventure was just a lovely walk through the woods, minus Beth’s complaining about her feet. When Rusl saw the clearing, he smiled and turned to the kids.
“We’re almost there, don’t worry!”
The kids all cheered tiredly in response, and Rusl laughed. He spotted Link and Ashei and waved at them, and Link waved back, with his little two-year-old running towards Rusl.
“What’s Ashei and Link doing here?” Colin asked, watching Kori slam into Rusl’s legs.
“They’re here to teach you what they know about sword fighting! It’s best that you learn all the different techniques,” Rusl answered, picking up Kori and kissing his cheeks. “Besides, they had actual teachers, they know what they’re doing.”
The kids all ran to the clearing and greeted Link, while shyly greeting Ashei, whom they’ve never met before. Ashei looked more uncomfortable than them, and wandered off to grab the tent supplies.
“I don’t think she likes kids,” Link told Rusl with a chuckle. Rusl shrugged.
“Well she’s a great fighter, and I think she’ll help Luda and Beth feel more confident in their abilities, don’t you think?”
Link shrugged. “I guess. But if she makes one of them cry, don’t be upset when I say ‘I told you so’.”
Rusl smirked and smacked his son’s shoulder. He waved at Malo who was reluctantly manning the tent supplies, handing it to Ashei as if it were his shop. Rusl spun around and faced the kids, gesturing to Link and Ashei.
“Alright, these two are some of the best fighters I know, and they’re gonna show you what they know. Then we’ll set up the tents and make dinner. Got it?”
The kids nodded unenthusiastically and they all got to work. Link showed them what he knew, demonstrating the helm splitter, the ending blow, and the back slice. Rusl still had no idea who taught him those moves, it certainly wasn’t himself who did it. But he never thought to ask, and Link never talked about it, so it was never brought up. The kids all tried out the different moves, some of them failing at the helm splitter, which involved a front flip over an enemy after they'd been stunned.
“I think y’all should wait until you’re better at flips,” Rusl called out, and Link scratched the back of his head embarrassed.
Once Link taught them everything he knew, Ashei took over, teaching them her own moves. She was more quiet and serious with the kids compared to Link, but she showed her different skills with grace and perfection. She’s clearly practiced these moves a thousand times over, and it was almost mesmerizing to see her move. Link and Ashei were great fighters, but they were so different. Ashei’s skills were more so from learning and practicing, while Link’s was from actual experience from fighting. Rusl’s sword fighting was all self taught, so he was never given different sword techniques like the other two were.
Ashei watched the kids as they practiced her moves, fixing their posture and giving them some pointers to help them improve. Rusl watched happily as Beth kept asking her if she was doing alright, trying to be good in front of the cool lady. But he was pulled away when Link walked up to him with a concerned look on his face.
“A bunch of bokoblins showed up in front of the forest temple,” he pointed to the entrance, and up the log bridge, Rusl was able to see a small group of them. It looked to be three bokoblins, which was good. They would be easy to take care of. Link looked back at Rusl and crossed his arms. “Are you gonna have the kiddos fight them?”
Rusl shook his head. “No, I don’t want to risk any of them getting hurt.”
“Really? They’re just bokoblins. I mean, I was fifteen when I killed my first bokoblin.”
“Link, Luda is the only one who’s fifteen here. And you were easier to protect if something went wrong.” Rusl gestured to the kids who were finishing things up with Ashei. “There’s four of them, that’s gonna be harder to keep track of.”
Link looked down for a moment, pursing his lips. “It’s just three measly little bokoblins, pa.”
“I know, but I’d rather not deal with this right now. Bokoblins are stupid but they’re still dangerous.”
“What’s going on?”
Link and Rusl looked over to Ashei walking towards them.
“There’s a bunch of bokoblins up there,” Link said nonchalantly, a little too loud so everyone could hear.
The kids all gasped, looking either scared or excited.
“Are we going to fight them?” Talo asked in a small voice.
“We should! We’ve learned a lot!” Beth yelled out before Rusl could say anything.
“Yeah! We might as well put our skills to the test!” Luda agreed.
“I guess we could try,” Colin muttered, “I mean, y’all will be there to help us right?”
Link smiled at Rusl and walked closer to the kids.
“Of course we will! With all of us fighting together, those bokoblins will have nothing on us!”
The kids all cheered excitedly, raising their swords in the air as Link hyped them up. All except Talo, who was clutching his wooden sword silently. Rusl frowned at him, this didn’t seem normal for the brave and brash Talo…
“Talo,” Rusl stepped up, putting a hand on Link’s shoulder, “do you want to fight the bokoblins?”
Talo stared at him with wide eyes, and Rusl saw that he made a mistake. Everyone turned to look at the boy, and Talo shrunk back, tears starting to form in his eyes. Without warning, he darted away, running out of the clearing.
“Wait— TALO!” Rusl called out to him, and he sprinted after him. “Link, Ashei, take care of the bokoblins! Luda you’re in charge!” He yelled behind him before running out of the clearing. He looked around him frantically, just barely making out Talo’s red headband. He sprinted towards him, afraid that a monster was going to pop out and attack him. That was the last thing he needed. Finally, Rusl slowed down when Talo stopped, sitting by the river that they crossed earlier, crying. Rusl quietly walked up to him and sat down beside him.
“Talo,” he said quietly, and Talo peeked out from under his arm. “We’re not gonna fight the bokoblins, Link and Ashei are taking care of it.”
Talo sniffed and buried his head in his arms again. Rusl sighed and pulled him into a side hug, which he leaned into.
“What’s got you worked up like this Talo?”
Talo hugged himself closer.
“I don’t want to fight bokoblins…” he mumbled.
“Hey, we’re not gonna fight bokoblins, not anytime soon. I wanna start out with keese first, it’ll be easier—“
“I don’t want to fight monsters.”
Rusl stopped and stared at Talo. “Oh, I see…” Rusl stared at the rushing water, trying to think of what to say. “Why don’t you want to fight monsters?” He asked.
“‘Cause— ‘cause they’re scary! Bokoblins tried to eat me and a monkey! They kidnapped me and Malo and they kept us from going home. They—they kidnapped Colin and tried to hurt him, they just—they’re just scary!” Talo yelled out, flailing his arms around in a frustrated manner. Rusl just watched him silently, the events of what happened replaying through his mind.
He remembered when Colin frantically ran up to him, saying that Talo ran into the woods and was in danger, when he found Link bringing Talo back home safe and sound, when the bulblins broke through Ordon and grabbed all the children, when King Bulblin nearly killed Rusl when he tried to protect them, the screams of the children when they were kidnapped, when Colin told Rusl about King Bulblin tying him to a pole to use against Link, all the things that the poor kids experienced during the twilight invasion. It was no wonder why Talo was so scared. He was surprised the others weren’t.
“So, you’re scared of monsters,” Rusl stated, and Talo nodded. Rusl sighed and rubbed his arm. “Do you want to keep learning how to fight with a sword?”
Talo raised his head and looked at Rusl with puffy eyes. “I—I do! But— I—“
“Because you’re learning how to use a sword in order to fight monsters.”
Talon was silent for a moment, and he buried his face in his knees again.
“I’m sorry,” he sniffled, and Rusl gave him a squeeze.
“You have nothing to apologize for. I think that, if you face monsters more, then you’ll find them to be less scary. But we’re not going to face them now, ok?”
Talo nodded, and Rusl stood up. “C’mon, Link and Ashei are dealing with the bokoblins right now. We’re just gonna focus on building shelter and making food with what we got.”
He offered his hand to Talo who stared at him silently, but he finally grabbed his hand and Rusl pulled him up, wrapping an arm around him.
“There’s nothing to be ashamed of Talo, monsters are scary. So don’t be embarrassed for being scared, ok?”
Talo silently nodded and leaned against him slightly as they walked. When they reached the clearing, Rusl noticed Link and Ashei cleaning their swords with the kids all watching. Link spotted Rusl and waved at him, and Rusl waved back. The kids all turned around, causing Talo to shrink into Rusl’s side a little, but Luda ran up to them and hugged Talo, with the others quickly joining in. Rusl smiled as he watched them all comfort Talo, even Rela and Malo joined in the group hug. Link walked up to Rusl as the kids talked amongst themselves, he was holding a sleepy looking Kori and he gestured to Talo with his head.
“Is he ok?”
Rusl sighed. “For now. He’s scared of monsters so we won’t be fighting them anytime soon.”
Link hummed and Ashei stared at the group.
“Well, the girls are ready to fight monsters,” she started, “you can’t hold them back for the boys to catch up, yeah?”
“You’re right about that Ashei. Maybe you could take the girls on a monster hunting trip sometime?” Rusl suggested. Ashei’s eyes went big and she stepped back.
“M-me? No— no way. I’m not good with kids…”
“Beth and Luda aren’t kids, Ash. They’re teenagers. Besides, I think they like you!”
Ashei grumbled and turned away. “They barely even know me!”
“Well, I think seeing a swordswoman gives them confidence in themselves, so I’m sure they’d love fighting monsters with you. But it’s a suggestion of course.”
Ashei glared at him for a moment, then waved them away.
“Let’s just focus on building up camp, yeah?”
Rusl nodded and walked over to the huddled up kids. Talo wasn’t crying anymore thankfully, and he seemed to be laughing at what the others were saying. It warmed his heart knowing that Talo had good friends to help him. And he couldn’t help but feel pride for his own son who was being compassionate towards him. He definitely got that from his dear mother.
“Ok, you four,” he sadly interrupted the sweet moment between the kids, “let’s set up camp ok?”
The kids wandered over to the tent supplies and with the direction of Rusl, they were able to make pretty decent tents. Rusl kept a close eye on Talo, but he seemed to be doing much better. Though there were some bumps in the road, Rusl would say that this night in Faron woods was a success.
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casiavium · 4 months
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I'm going to put a bunch of skyward sword NPCs into a random generator and then write little one shots about how they'd interact with ghiralink
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hey so do you think wtv keiko had to deal with growing up with yusuke could be considered a type of parentification
#god chapters where barely anything happens except a character's realization about things can be hard ...#im writing another keiko pov chapter and it's hard because well!!#keiko was never really a main focus in the series and as time goes on she gets even less of a focus so i have to fill in these spots#in her personality and views that aren't really explored. im taking a lot of liberties lets say#and idek if it's gonna read as in character cos of that#anyway im tryna say that like. pre series keiko was basically this presence in yusuke's life and he saw her as a pain but he cared#she was there to scold him and cajole him into going to his classes and she was his only friend#now we know atsuko was negligent and idk how involved the yukimuras were in his life but i feel like keiko#whether directly or indirectly was given this duty like you have to keep him outta trouble#you're smart you're mature he needs someone like you. this responsibility just kind of put on her before she can understand the weight of i#and she can't really comprehend that weight until it's abruptly taken from her. yusuke dies and there's no one to shepherd#i feel like keiko should get to be mad about this. this realization of the nature of their dynamic. keiko planning things around yusuke#who's never done that in his life. not because he's purposely being thoughtless but bc he was never the one to have to plan#to think about what their future looks like. he just kinda drifted along and keiko tried to do damage control. it wasn't fair#yusuke is keeping secrets from her she is scared of high school and that he'll die again without her knowing why and it's unfair#so she should get to be mad also because girls getting to be mad is one of my favorite things 👍🏼#the realization that yusuke won't be lost without her so she shouldn't hinge her life on the expectation that he will be#she worries about yusuke a lot i think. especially after he comes back from the dead. and i think kuwa's presence would help ease that#dread in her heart. it doesn't have to be just me. there's someone who can be there with him always and it doesn't have to be me#the guilty relief of not having to be the sacrifice. but kuwa doesn't mind so maybe it's okay this way#idk just rambles about my fic while i puzzle out how to word it#character analysis#yukimura keiko#yu yu hakusho
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harringgtonn · 2 years
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𝐃𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐋 | 𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐕𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐓𝐎𝐍
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prologue
𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲 | in which steve is offered an impossible bet: land date with the famously most-undatable girl in the entire school-you. how could he refuse?
𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬 | steve is an asshole in the beginning of this series i’m sorry i had to :,) a very very short prologue !!
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“No, I’m telling you, dude, nobody can touch her. I had the biggest crush on her in, like, sophomore year, and every damn time I asked her out she refused. Embarrassed me in front of the whole class one time by turning me down, too.”
Tommy Hagan continued to complain as he and Steve walked the crowded hallways of Hawkins High. A simple brush against his shoulder with yours and a mere second of eye contact prompted his recollection of his one-time crush on you what felt like a million years ago. Through his ramblings, Tommy missed the quiet grunt of annoyance sounding from Steve’s throat.
Does he ever stop talking? Steve wondered to himself.
“You know, I bet even you couldn’t go out with her.” Bet? Now, this piqued Steve’s interest. “Yeah, I bet you $20 you couldn’t even lay a finger on her.”
“Woah, woah, woah, are we being serious, here?” Steve inquired, stopping in his tracks to lean against one of the few empty gaps against the cold tile wall. “You’re saying I won’t be able to get this girl—me. Remember who you’re talking to here, Tommy.” A smug smile made its way into Steve’s face, and Tommy could practically see the gears turning in his head. “Make it $50 and we’ve got a deal.”
Tommy paused, thought for a moment, then nodded, sticking out his hand towards the other boy with a grin that was just as arrogant spread across his freckled face. Steve gave Tommy’s hand a firm shake, his obnoxious smile never faltering.
“Deal.”
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claryxjackson · 3 months
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OC VALENTINES CHALLENGE 2024 ➣ no second chances in romance
abra griffin & aj pierce + web weaving
so it goes..., taylor swift / unknown / anna kennedy / chicago fire / dreams, fleetwood mac / always hate me, james blunt / twitter
taglist: @kentaroranda, @foxesandmagic, @lizziesxltzmxn, @phoebestarks, @lovehermioneforever, @jewelswrites-ish, @kiara-carrera, @heavenlysurf, @decennia, @stanshollaand. @ocfairygodmother, @raith-way, @lucys-chen, @daughter-of-melpomene, @nolanhollogay
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artemiseamoon · 7 months
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Preview: Damage Control
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Summary: Veronica tries to make sense of all the old and new information, Frankie and James come up with a plan, and Damon makes a desperate plea to try to get his marriage back on track.
Warnings: lies, deception, shady business, broken marriage
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Veronica exhaled audibly then sank down into the chair, next to Frankie.
"Ver, I'm so-"
“...that's why you hired Frankie. His experience, the fact that he can fly us out of here at a moment's notice. You just hoped you didn't need to use all that."
He didn't confirm nor deny, but everyone in that room knew she was right.
"The ones left, will they just go after you, or all of us?"
"Ver - baby, you are not in danger - “
Frankie cut him off, "cut the shit Damon. They are in danger. They will be in danger until all the threats are off the fucking table!"
Damon argued, "You don't know that -"
Ignoring Damon, Frankie turned to Veronica, "you’re not safe until all this shit is handled.”
“My family is safe!” Damon yelled, getting defensive. “I will keep them safe!”
Frankie challenged him, “Will you?”
“Check your ego, Damon,” James interrupted, “Frankies right. They are not safe and I’m not leaving until they are. This is your fucking mess, and now we have to clean it up.” James stood up.
Damon scowled, “I can handle this myself.”
Frankie raised his voice, “look what handling it yourself did!"
Damon rose to his feet, aggressively slapping his hands to the table.
James was up next, immediately blocking Damon with his body. Damon may have been a big guy, but James was bigger.
James spoke as calmly as he could, “don’t make me knock you out. I really want to.”
Damon backed down, cursing under his breath as he took a step back, then sat. “Fuck it, fine. I’ll take your help, but I want him out, " he pointed to Frankie. “Forget your last week, you’re fired!"
Veronica started, “Damon -"
Damon cut her off, “no! You’re fucking boyfriend is done!”
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lucys-chen · 2 years
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THE SINGLE PARENTS AU >> CYM GREY AND ABRA GRIFFIN
featuring: @claryxjackson ‘s abra griffin
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Damage control: Moodboards pt 3
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Moodboards one & two
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Yoongi has been serving so much inspiration for ff writers through haegeum trailer, concept photos and mv yet I don't see any of the amazing authors on tumblr making full use of his lewkkkks
Are we seriously ignoring SIR MIN YOONGI'S command now?
Master isn't going to be very happy with it 🏃🏼‍♀️
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wandaxpietro · 6 months
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everything goes so slow for pietro i am 100% convinced he's incredibly terminally online to get his dopamine hits. he's so active on twitter people are worried about him. he keeps getting suspended bcuz he keeps sending people death threats and doxxing them and then has to call tony up so he can pay to get his accound back. he shows up in front of houses of people he beefs with. he fights with teenagers online all day. the official avengers twitter account has him blocked.
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