#he didn't even try to fight it that's the funniest part
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Good Vibrations Part One
Hello, it's me, back at it again with another Steddie AU.
Anyway, if I were tagging this AU, these would be the most important ones: Deaf Steve Harrington; Tooth-rotting Fluff; Getting Together
If you wanna be tagged in future parts, just let me know!
As always, if you see any typos, no you didn't ;)
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Steve has blown through three pairs of hearing aids in the past year. The first pair had lasted a few years and needed replacement because of normal wear and tear. The second pair was sacrificed during that fight with Jonathan. He hadn't been wearing them, but they'd been in Steve's pocket, and he'd landed at just the right angle to feel them shatter. The third pair was taken by the Russians because, despite Robin's shouting and cursing at them for being dumbasses (and this was before she actually knew what they were for), they accused him of recording their kidnapping and torture.
Honestly, he wouldn't recommend fighting Russians and Billy and Mind Flayers and driving while nearly totally deaf.
The funniest part of it all, though, is that Steve doesn't even use hearing aids regularly. He normally only wears them at home. The pair lost to Jonathan were present because, well, that whole day had been a lot for Steve, and he needed the comfort of knowing he could stop reading lips the moment it became too exhausting for him. The pair lost to the Russians was because he'd been getting ready to tell Robin about being deaf. She'd already clocked the weird things he does (well, weird to her, normal to Steve), and he figured letting her in on the big secret would bring them a little closer.
Of course, that didn't go the way he expected. Robin thought he was confessing love and decided to beat him to the punch. That's how he learned Robin is a lesbian, and Steve couldn't let her be the only one admitting to something like that, so he told her about being bi and his long-standing, hopeless crush. And being deaf. But the bi with a crush thing seemed more important in the moment. She took it in stride, it brought them closer, and then Robin asked if Steve could teach her sign language.
Which meant that Steve had to learn sign language because he never had. Between not wanting to feel even more different than he already did and trying to convince his parents that, really, everything was fine and he didn't need to go to a special school for deaf and hard-of-hearing kids, he'd never learned. Learning it had somehow felt like an admission of weakness, and that was the last thing he wanted. But he learned for Robin, and they stumbled through sign language together, creating new signs only they knew.
But that's all in the past now, and Steve is working his ass off at Family Video to afford a new pair because he refuses to ask his parents for money. If he asks them, they'll come back, and that's the last thing he wants. They don't need to have all their worries confirmed that Steve is helpless, and he doesn't want them anywhere near Hawkins "Hellscape" Indiana.
So. Working his ass off, taking extra shifts, and babysitting the kids as much as he can to make up for the whole Friends and Family Discount he gives their parents. He's exhausted, but he gets to recharge somewhat during his lunch break.
About a ten-minute walk from the Family Video is a record store, which Steve has started visiting daily to just breathe. The lone worker in the store is usually too busy listening to her own music to pay Steve any attention, letting him wander and try to determine which records will best serve him.
Steve drifts over to the rock and heavy metal section, hoping to find a new album but unsurprised when he doesn't. He browses through them anyway, moving past Metallica and Black Sabbath and Iron Maiden. He already has all of these albums on his shelf at home. He has the cassette tapes for them, too.
But he really wants something new. He likes the novelty of experiencing unfamiliar vibrations through the speaker, letting them thrum through his fingertips and into his bones. It's fun and relaxing, and after all the bullshit he's been through lately, he probably deserves something relaxing.
After glancing over a few more familiar albums, Steve sighs and glances at the counter by the door. The lone worker is standing there, headphones over her ears, and idly flipping through a magazine. She's chewing gum, and Steve braces himself for the sheer hell of trying to read her lips without making it obvious he's reading her lips while she's got something in her mouth to disrupt the normal shape of words and sounds.
But he has to try. Steve takes one more deep breath before walking over, shoving his hands into his pockets when he comes to a stop at the counter. The girl raises a hand, motioning for him to wait, so he stays quiet as she finishes reading her page. She flips to the next one before looking up, not making any move to pull her headphones off.
"Hi. Do you have any new rock or metal albums coming in soon," Steve asks, feeling the vibrations of speech in his throat and hoping his words aren't too loud.
They don't seem to be. The girl doesn't flinch or pull back. She just looks him up and down, taking in the polo shirt and the nice khakis and the Family Video vest he forgot to take off before leaving. Finally, her neck and shoulders jerk slightly, and Steve knows she's huffed in annoyance. "No," she says, the word clear enough in the shape of her lips for Steve to know it immediately.
He frowns slightly, his fingernails digging into his palms. Steve wouldn't mind just leaving now, but something keeps him there. He just...he really wants new music. He needs something new. "Are there gonna be any shows nearby?" he asks.
The girl rolls her eyes and says something, her mouth distorted by gum-chewing. Steve can barely make out the words "you" and "check" from her response. Thankfully, it's accompanied by a vague gesture at something behind him. Steve looks over his shoulder to see a bulletin board with flyers plastered across it.
"Right. Thanks," he says, nodding to her before walking over. The flyers are all different colors with various fonts that scream for Steve's attention. Some of them are for bands, some are advertisements of garage sales or instruments in need of a new home, and others are just business flyers from stores nearby.
He's seen the bulletin board before, but he's never actually paid attention to it. Steve has always been laser-focused on browsing the records. But now, Steve carefully reviews each flyer advertising shows. Some are for comedy shows, which he immediately dismisses. One seems promising, but then he sees how far it is, and Steve definitely can't do an overnight trip like that.
Finally, Steve sees a flyer advertising a show at the Hideout later that week. It's close enough that he won't be out overnight. The place is kind of seedy, but Steve figures he can find some corner near the stage to hide. Or he can bring Robin and let her help him navigate any potential social situations. He tugs the flyer off the board, gaze lingering on the "Corroded Coffin" emblazoned across the top.
He knows the band. Of course, he knows the band. He's extremely familiar with their singer. From a distance. Honestly, Eddie Munson probably doesn't have the best impression of him, but Steve's heart never really cared about that. Because Eddie is like everything Steve wants to be: he's loud and unafraid of being so, he doesn't care about his image and how others perceive him, and he looks like his laugh sounds beautiful. Steve wouldn't know if he's actually right about that last point, but Eddie throws his head back when he laughs, eyes crinkled and hand over his stomach like his muscles ache.
His mouth suddenly feels dry, but he's also filled with unprecedented courage. Steve has graduated (barely), and that means a significantly lower chance of running into Eddie during the day if watching the show somehow goes wrong.
Steve folds the flyer into quarters and stuffs it into his back pocket. He'll be overly aware of it being there until Robin starts her shift and he can show it to her, but that's okay. He throws a quick thanks over his shoulder as he leaves the shop, glancing up at the bell he can't hear that signals the door's opening. He vaguely remembers what bells are supposed to sound like (he'd heard a few before losing the ability to hear them), but he doesn't let himself dwell on it.
Instead, he focuses on the trip back to Family Video, keeping an eye on the road to watch for any cars he wouldn't notice otherwise.
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When the final bell rings, Eddie Munson can't get out of class fast enough. He'd been packed for the last five minutes, and he slid out of his seat the moment that first peal rang out. He has a gig to prepare for, and every second counts. At least, each second counts until he notices something (or someone) that could prove entertaining for a while.
He spots Dustin alone near one of the exits, and Eddie decides to relieve the kid of his isolation. He waits until he's behind Dustin to shout, "Henderson!" and throw his arm over the kid's shoulders, ignoring the way he jumps like he'd been expecting an attack.
"Holy shit!" Dustin shrieks, jerking back to look up at Eddie. "Don't do that, man, you're gonna give me a heart attack."
Eddie snorts, waving away Dustin's concern as he continues toward the exit. The general flow of students trying to get out helps him along, and Dustin doesn't seem to realize they're actually moving until they've gotten into direct sunlight. "You're fine," Eddie says, "Anyway, whatcha doing all alone, Henderson? Lose your way?"
"No, I have...stuff to do today," Dustin says, shrugging as he blinks to acclimate to the sunlight.
Oh, yeah, way too cryptic for Eddie to not dig for more. "Stuff? What kinda stuff? Got a hot date? Going shopping with your mom?" he asks, and then he gasps dramatically and moves to stand in Dustin's way. He puts both hands on his shoulders and very seriously says, "Be honest, Henderson, you're seeing another DM, aren't you?"
Dustin stares at him for a few seconds before rolling his eyes and shrugging his hands off. "Who else in this town DMs?" he asks, "Other than Will, I guess, but he's still working on a campaign."
"Fair," Eddie concedes, "so, whatcha really doing?"
After a few seconds of getting nudged by the students around them, Dustin sighs and says, "I have chores, okay? But that doesn't sound cool to say, does it?"
Fair. Eddie nods in agreement and moves out of Dustin's way, continuing to follow him. "So, what, your mom picking you up today?" he asks.
"No, Steve."
"Oh, the famous Steve."
Dustin nods, looking over the parking lot before pointing to one end. "Yeah, he's awesome," Dustin says as Eddie follows the direction of his finger.
And standing there, leaning against the hood of his car and looking to the side where a group of trees is swaying in the breeze, is Steve Harrington. Steve "The Hair" Harrington. King Steve. The worst thing, Eddie thinks, is that Steve looks good. His hair is still perfect, of course, and his stupid little striped shirt is pulling against his biceps and riding up just enough for Eddie to see a tiny sliver of tanned skin above his jeans. He looks a little tense, but Eddie chalks that up to him being back on the campus after already graduating.
"Harrington? You've been talking about Steve Harrington this whole time?" Eddie asks, his voice a little strained, "How the fuck do you know Steve Harrington?"
"He's my babysitter," Dustin says, his voice implying that much should have been obvious, but Eddie wants to grab his shoulders and shake until his head rolls off.
Steve Harrington doesn't babysit. He doesn't know nerds that talk about D&D. He doesn't drive nerds around. At least, he never did in high school. Granted, Eddie never actually talked to Steve, but everybody knew that Steve Harrington was too cool for, well, anything that wasn't the typical jock and popular guy shit.
As he's thinking about the last time he saw Steve Harrington (in the halls, while the guy had bruises and looked worse for wear), they get within shouting distance. And Eddie has zero impulse control when Wayne isn't around, so he doesn't think before shouting, "Hey, Harrington!"
Next to him, Dustin whips his head to glare at Eddie. And Steve Harrington doesn't fucking react. He just keeps staring at that group of trees like it's the most fascinating thing in the world. "Dude," Dustin says, grabbing Eddie's arm and yanking harshly, "don't shout like that."
Eddie frowns, anger beginning to simmer in his stomach at the complete lack of acknowledgment. "Why are you upset with me?" he asks, gesturing at Steve as he continues, "I'm not the one being a douchebag here."
Dustin opens his mouth, about to say something, only to snap it shut once more. He frowns like he's just realized he can't say something, and huffs with frustration. "Just...just don't do that," he finally says, keeping a hand on Eddie's arm and dragging him across the parking lot. And, yeah, something is definitely weird here.
Instead of just walking up to Steve, they make a large arch until they're within Steve's line of sight.
Eddie watches as Steve notices them, seeing Dustin first and pushing off the car. He relaxes for a split second until he sees Eddie and his shoulders tense again.
Great.
Once they're close enough for Eddie to count the moles above the collar of Steve's shirt, Dustin grins and says, "Hey, Steve." But it's odd, because Eddie has never heard Dustin talk this slow or this carefully, like he's doing his best to enunciate his words.
Steve flashes a grin and ruffles Dustin's hair. "Hey, twerp, you're late," he says. He then glances at Eddie, his grin becoming a little smaller, and says, "Hey, Munson."
Wait. Steve Harrington knows Eddie's name? And he called him by it? He said Munson, not Freak. Eddie stares at Steve for a few seconds before nodding. "Harrington," he says, "how the fuck did you become a babysitter?"
Is he just imagining things, or is Steve looking at his mouth? Like, really intensely. He's definitely not, because Steve looks up after a few seconds with a raised eyebrow. "I needed some extra cash. Also, don't swear around Dustin. I'm the one who gets in trouble when he curses in front of his mom."
Something about the words makes Eddie grin. Never in a million years would he have guessed that he'd be talking to Steve Harrington. And he would have laughed you into Mordor itself if you suggested their conversation would be about Dustin Henderson swearing in front of his mother. "What's his mom do when he swears?" he asks.
Because he can feel the conversation veering into something potentially embarrassing for him, Dustin lets go of Eddie and starts pushing Steve toward the driver's side of his car. "Okay, we gotta go. So many chores, so little time," he says, his voice back to that normal speed and enunciation.
Steve frowns slightly, looking down at Dustin and tilting his head just slightly. "What?" he asks. Instead of actually answering, Dustin just makes some vague gesture with his hand and looks at the car. "Oh, right. Go ahead and get in the car. And, uh, see you later, Munson."
"Is that a promise?" Eddie asks before he can think better of it.
Steve pauses, looking at Eddie's mouth with a slight scrunch to his nose. He seems to be considering something as Dustin scrambles into the passenger seat, watching them with narrowed eyes. Honestly, Eddie is surprised he's not blasting the horn to hurry Steve up. Finally, Steve comes to a decision and meets Eddie's eyes again. "Your band has a show tonight, right? At the Hideout? I was planning to go. So, yeah, I'll see you then, I guess."
And with that, like he hasn't just fucking rocked Eddie's world, Steve Harrington gets into his car. He makes sure Dustin is buckled before waving at Eddie and pulling out of the parking spot.
Eddie finds himself waving back, staring dumbly at the car as it pulls onto the street. It only hits him a few seconds later that Steve Harrington is coming to his show. At the Hideout. His metal show. A Corroded Coffin gig at the Hideout.
Holy. Shit.
#steddie#steddie fic#steve harrington#eddie munson#deaf steve harrington#Good Vibrations Steddie#that's the tag for this one lmao#it's all fluff i swear#I hope you guys have as much fun reading it that I have writing it!
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Not that I read mpreg all that often (not really my thing generally speaking) but I came across some "Sanji is pregnant" fics in the sanzo/zosan tag, and not nearly the same amount for Zoro. It got me thinking about the trope. I think the lack of Zoro fics here is a tragic oversight. I think we as a fandom are absolutely and tragically ignoring the potential comedy gold of Zoro being the one to be pregnant instead.
Because when people write Sanji, the general trend I'm seeing (upon scanning through some of the fics quickly) is that he's cautious about it. Conscientious, careful to make sure things are okay. Which - arguably I could see, Sanji is probably the more practical of the two (not by a whole lot but still)and he didn't have a good childhood. Sanji being pregnant is usually a fic about his heaps of parental issues, childhood trauma and angst - which is fun to read. It's good. It's amazing, even.
Zoro being pregnant is ONE HUNDRED PERCENT gonna be a COMEDY. We're talking about a man who once tried to fight Kuina holding like 20 bokkens. We're talking about a man who got stuck in wax and thought the reasonable solution was to cut off his legs.
The entire crew spends the next 9 months tearing their hair out, preventing Zoro from doing stupid shit (exhibit A: cutting off his own limbs). They spend the same amount of time trying to stop Luffy from gum-gum-grabbing Zoro and yeeting him anytime he needs to get them out of a sticky situation.
The crew (mostly Sanji) is on 24/7 prevent-zoro-from-drinking-alcohol duty (impossible). Chopper is constantly stressed in the later months cause no one puts it past Zoro to get lost somewhere, give birth out in the woods and come strolling back with a baby tucked under his arm. They have to start hiding Zoro's dumbbells.
Franky and Usopp design and build a nursery and spends the entire time suspiciously teary eyed. Sanji tries to pretend he's unaffected but spends an entire night creating a 9 month meal plan of all the nutrients Zoro and the baby are gonna need. Not even a day later, one of the crew finds him up at 2 am making a mountain of food because Zoro made the mistake of offhandedly mentioning he had particular pregnancy craving within earshot of Sanji. In the end Zoro has to sit on him to stop Sanji from running himself ragged.
Robin keeps spouting morbid childbirth facts and quotes from parental advice books in equal measure. Nami keeps going on shopping sprees for cute baby clothes and adding the cost of them to Zoro's debt. Brook keeps writing lullabies and trying to sing them to Zoro's stomach. Zoro 100% uses his pregnancy belly as an excuse to walk around without a shirt 24/7 without getting nagged.
Somehow word gets out that the famous pirate hunter Zoro is pregnant, and at the next big fight with the Marines, half the soldiers refuse to fight him and instead start telling him to sit down, take it easy, shouting advice at him etc. Etc. Zoro loses his shit a little bit and cuts their boat in half.
Mihawk, upon finding out, tells Zoro in no uncertain terms that that is his grandchild and he's expecting them to visit so he can meet the baby when they're born. Zoro vehemently denies that Mihawk is his father (he is). Zeff upon finding out, is almost as bad as Sanji when it comes to being a mother hen. Perona buys even more baby clothes for the baby. She buys one singular shirt for Zoro as a joke, and it coincidentally happens to be the exact same brand of "mama" crop top he was forced to wear in that one filler episode. Zoro tries to chuck it into the ocean (he fails).
I'm essentially saying it would be absolute chaos, and it would be the funniest thing I've ever read. 9 months of Marimo wrangling. Can you imagine the look on Zoro's face if one of the opponents he was fighting were to tell him that he's "glowing"?
PLEASE, I would actually wheeze myself to death. The best part is you can still have plenty of Sanji angst. He still has parental issues except now they're flavoured with "I'm not ready to be a father" and "I'm terrified I'm gonna become my biological sperm donor" and "please don't die because of childbirth complications, that happened to my mother(sort of, I know she died after but it kinda counts), and I can't handle that happening again to you". Lots of cute/tender moments of Zoro comforting and reassuring Sanji. We can even have Zoro angst. He probably views protecting his crew as the one and only job he's good for (not true but that's probably what he thinks). Not being able to fulfill that is probably not helping his self esteem, and that sense of uselessness warring with his need to protect the baby - but the contradictory thing here is that to protect the baby he HAS to sit back and let other people do that FOR him. That plus all the other restrictions, people treating him differently, but him at the same time refusing to view his own child as a weakness. Imagine the havoc that would wreak. Oh my god.
Y'all don't understand, I don't even read mpreg that often and yet this is literally my ideal fic HAHAAAAA
#we already know Zoro would be a good parent considering how he is with kids but pregnancy? different matter entirely#i don't know much about jimbei yet so sadly i can't write much about him feel free to comment any headcanons y'all come up with though#zosan#sanzo#zoro x sanji#roronoa zoro#black leg sanji#cat burglar nami#monkey d luffy#nico robin#op franky#op brook#god ussop#tony tony chopper#mpreg
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I love you and I hate it - part 2
Summary: After your fight with Bucky, you put all your efforts into avoiding him, convinced that your friendship is over. Bucky, however, has other plans.
Pairing: Best Friend!Bucky Barnes x Female!Reader
Warnings: Reader being dramatic. Angst. Language maybe. Minimal use of Y/N. Fluff. My poor attempts at being funny.
Word Count: 4.5K
A/N: I promise I didn't mean to make it this long, but I couldn't help myself, again, and I didn't want to end on another 'cliffhanger' so here it is! hope you like it!
Part 1
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Bucky can't believe what he just heard... You like him?
No, you used the word ‘love’. You love him.
Do you love him?
Certainly, he would’ve noticed if you did... Right? He is a trained assassin, he was taught how to see beyond people’s words and actions.
And he knows you, you can deny it all you want, but he knows you better than anyone. He knows you better than he knows himself.
And if he’s being honest, you know him better than anyone ever has, Steve included.
You feel safe, you feel calm. You feel like the peace he’s always wanted, the quiet he needs.
You feel like home. In a platonic way, of course.
Right?
His thoughts of you are interrupted by Sharon’s voice. He didn’t even realize he was back at the party.
"Where did you go?" she asks and, suddenly, her grip on his arm was just a little too tight for his liking. But it was probably nothing.
"I went to check if Y/N was okay."
"Oh." something in her voice felt wrong, but Bucky tried to ignore it, that is until what she said next.
"Why would you even care about her? All she does is embarrass you like before. She’s useful to no one, I heard the only reason she’s even on the team is because she slept her way to it." she laughed like it was the funniest thought in the world, and Bucky couldn’t ignore it anymore.
Not only was she saying hurtful, untrue things about his girl, but she has the audacity to laugh at her own cruelty?
"How dare you?" he does his best not to yell, but his tone still startles Sharon. "Y/N is the best agent in all of Shield, that’s why she got in the team! She’s not an embarrassment, she’s a valued member of our family and she’s my best friend! Of course I care about her, she’s the most important person in my life! Don’t ever talk about her that way again."
Sharon seems shocked at his words but, looking around, she realizes people are starting to stare so she tries her best to defuse the situation. "Alright, I’m sorry, I won’t say things like that again. Let’s just calm down and have a nice rest of the evening, ok?"
In his head Bucky knew her request was reasonable, he could forget about this and keep having fun with his girlfriend. But in his heart he just knew he couldn’t let it go.
The words were coming out of his mouth before he can stop them, not that he even wants to.
"You know what, Sharon? This isn’t working. We have to break up." He doesn’t even give her a chance to say anything before he’s turning around and making his way to his room.
Meanwhile, on the roof, Steve’s trying to talk you down the ledge. Metaphorically speaking, obviously.
"He hates me, Steve." you can't stop the tears.
"Stop saying that, sweetheart, he doesn’t hate you."
"You saw what happened at the party, the way he looked at me. And he heard me say that I love him and walked away like it was nothing." You sniffle. "If he didn’t hate me before, this certainly pushed him off the edge."
Steve has nothing to say to that, he knows Bucky doesn't hate you, but he also knows that you’re too stubborn to hear any reason, especially not right now when you're in the eye of the tornado and can't see a way out.
Right now you need a friend and shoulder to cry on, usually Bucky would take on that role, but, given the circumstances, Steve decides to step up and be that friend.
He wraps his arms around your crying body and holds you as you let it all out. Neither of you say anything else, the only sounds in the dark of the night being your sobs, until eventually you calm down and after a few moments of silence Steve glances down to see you fell asleep.
Not wanting to wake you he carefully picks you up and makes his way to the elevator.
When he gets to the floor you both reside in he finds Sam and Natasha chatting at the kitchen counter, probably about to go to bed after coming up from the party.
Sam gives him a confused look, while Nat seems to understand what is going on right away as she moves without saying a word, walking ahead of Steve towards your room.
She opens the door for him and walks in behind, moving the covers back as he lays you on your bed as carefully as he can, and then Nat delicately takes your heels off before covering you with the duvet.
As they’re leaving your room the door opposite yours opens, revealing a hopeful Bucky but when he sees it’s not you, his face becomes stoic once again. He’s about to ask where you are when Natasha beats him to the punch.
"Leave her alone, Barnes. You’ve hurt her enough already." Is all she says before she steps into her own bedroom.
Bucky looks to his best friend for help but, at his confused face, the blonde super soldier just shakes his head in disappointment and walks away without a word.
Bucky stands there for a few minutes, just staring at your door like he's gonna will you to open it and talk to him.
He sighs and goes back to his room where he spends the next few hours overthinking about you and this whole night, eventually falling into an uneasy sleep.
The next morning when you wake up you feel at peace for about 10 seconds before the events of last night hit you like a truck, and all you can feel is humiliation.
How can you face the team after they witnessed your fight with Bucky?
How can you face Steve after he saw you at your most vulnerable and, apparently, carried you to bed after you cried yourself to sleep?
How can you face Bucky after he heard you say you love him and he walked away from you?
You can’t, that’s the answer.
Should you just move out? Just quit the team, ask Hill to be reassigned? Maybe you could even get transferred to another country...
You’re not overreacting, right? This is a very embarrassing situation and you have every right to want to run away from all of it.
As you’re making up an escape plan in your mind you hear a knock on your door, followed by Steve’s voice. "Hey, are you awake? We just want to make sure you're okay…"
You try to be as silent as you can, slowing down your breathing praying he’ll think you’re sleeping.
You can hear him exchange some muffled words with what sounds like Natasha, and then you hear their footsteps as they walk away, so you let out a relieved sigh.
Okay, step one is definitely getting out of this room, it’s just the most obvious place where to look for you.
You get up and out of your awfully classy dress, take a shower being sure to clean away all the makeup from last night and put on the most comfortable sweats you own.
Just as you’re opening the door you can see Bucky opening his about to get out and, in a panic move, you run back inside your room and slam the door shut.
Very subtle, yes.
You rest your back against the door and can hear him sigh and then walk away.
You wait a few minutes, just to be sure, and then relax a little. Your plan was to go to the gym and work out a bit, but now all you can think about is getting the hell out of this compound.
You grab your purse, make sure to have your phone and keys in it and open the door, making sure no one’s around before getting out.
You’re practically running, taking the stairs for good measure, and in a flash you’re at the garage. You jump in your car and drive away as fast as you can without breaking the law, not even knowing where to go.
Once you’re in the city you stop at a cafe for breakfast near your favorite book store, the one you and Bucky have visited together a hundred times.
Okay, stop that. No more thinking about Bucky.
You spend the rest of the day just going from one store to the other, stopping to have lunch at the diner you always go to when you’re in the city, and trying not to kick yourself for not being able to stop thinking about Bucky.
Seriously, why can’t you stop thinking about him?
It doesn’t help the fact that every one of your favorite places has at least a hundred and twelve memories of Bucky.
God, have you ever gone anywhere on your own in the last two years?
The more memories come to mind the more you think that maybe transferring wouldn’t be such a bad idea. Go somewhere new, get a fresh start.
When it starts getting dark you decide to drive back to the compound, but when you park and turn the car off you can’t find it in yourself to get out.
You take out your phone, which you’ve been ignoring all day, and go through all the messages of your worried friends, hating yourself a little more when you catch yourself looking for his name in your notifications.
Just as you’re about to answer Tony’s texts first, you get a call from Steve. You stare at your phone, unsure if you can stomach answering him right now, but your decision is rendered moot when someone taps against your car window.
Your head snaps towards it and you let out a breath of relief when you see Steve standing there, holding his phone and using it to tap on your window again.
You close your eyes for a second but resign to your fate as you gather your things and get out of the car.
When you lock your car you turn to see that Steve moved to be leaning on the trunk of your car, so you join him and wait for him to say something, not knowing what to say yourself.
"So," he starts, with his arm folded in front of his chest and looking at his shoes "you’re avoiding all of us now?" You let out a sigh, feeling bad for hurting his feelings.
"I’m sorry, Steve. I just…" you can’t even look at him as you talk, so you just look ahead of you at all the cars "I’m just embarrassed. After everything that happened last night, I don’t know… God, you even carried me to bed like a child." you cover your face with your hands.
You finally look at him when you hear him chuckling. "That’s what friends do, Y/N. They lean on each other." he bumps your shoulder with his playfully.
"I know we’re not as close as you and Bucky, but I am your friend too. I’m not gonna judge you for last night, I just want to make sure you’re okay. That’s what we all want. You made us worry that you might run away on us." He says the last part as a joke, but you can’t help looking away from him.
That’s exactly what you wanted to do.
You bite your lip as he keeps looking at you and you feel like he can see the gears turning in your head, like your thoughts are so loud and your guilt so visible that he knows right away he was right on the money.
"Y/N…" it’s almost a warning, but you still can’t find the courage to look at him. "You were seriously thinking of running away?!" he seems almost shocked.
"Okay, it’s not like I’m a teenager running away in the middle of the night after a fight with her parents!" you finally look at him. "I was just considering… I don’t know, maybe asking for a transfer?"
"So you actually want to leave the team just because you had a fight with Bucky?" He scoffs.
"It’s not just the fight, Steve, he knows I love him and he doesn’t even care!" You yell before sighing and lovering your voice.
"Do you realize how much that hurts? And now I’m supposed to, what? Just go back to how things used to be? Pretend like nothing happened? Even if we’re not friends anymore, he lives across the hall from me! I’m bound to see him and it’s gonna hurt every fucking time!" You’re almost crying, again, but you hold back not wanting to go through that again and you look away.
"I know it hurts, trust me, sweetheart, but… what about us?" you look at him again as he goes on. "We’re your team too. We’re your friends, we’re your family... You can’t just leave us. I'm not saying it's gonna be easy, but we can help you make it better. We all care about you a lot." It’s honestly a miracle you’re not crying already. You feel him take your hand, but don’t look away from his face.
"Please let us help you." you squeeze his hand and nod, not trusting your voice not to break and the flood to hit as soon as you open your mouth.
He smiles at you and you can’t help but do the same. "Good. Then let’s go up and have dinner like we always do." He starts walking and taking you with him, his hand still in yours.
While you’re waiting for the elevator you can’t hold yourself back as you turn to him and give him a tight hug. "Thank you."
He hugs you back just as tight. "Anytime, rookie." you snort and let go of him, giving him a punch in the arm you’re sure he didn’t even feel as he laughs with you.
When you get to the big kitchen most of the team is already there and you sit down next to Natasha while Steve sits at her other side.
The seat next to you is quickly occupied by Sam as he bings the pizza to the table. He gives you a side hug and squeezes your arm in sympathy but aside from that nobody even mentioned what happened last night, which you're grateful for.
You eat like always, having conversations, laughing and teasing each other like normal, you didn’t feel like anyone was pitying you and you realized Steve was right: these people are your family, you could never leave them.
And, as you watch Loki and Peter trying to make you laugh by messing with Thor’s hair, putting tiny umbrellas in it while he's not looking, you just know they’re gonna help you through everything.
What makes you sad to notice is that one brooding super soldier is missing, though you don’t bring it up for fear of opening that particular door.
And that’s how you spend the next few weeks: avoiding anything and everything that has to do with Bucky, including the man himself.
You start training with Natasha and realize how easy Bucky went on you.
You do more missions with Sam and Steve and realize that missions aren't as fun for everybody as they were for you and Bucky.
You hang out during your down time with pretty much everyone and realize that you couldn’t have as much fun with everyone as you had with Bucky.
So yeah, as much as you could avoid Bucky and talking about him to anybody, he lived rent free in your head.
Fun, huh?
It also didn’t help the look that Steve gave you every time you basically ran out of a room as soon as you caught a glimpse of your former best friend.
Everybody noticed the change in your friendship, but it felt like they all took a silent oath to not mention anything to either of you, and you were glad they were respecting your choice to stay away from Bucky.
He, on the other hand, was going crazy.
He hasn’t seen you in weeks, except for those few seconds before you realize he’s in the same room and run away.
He doesn’t hear your voice unless he’s eavesdropping on you with someone else, but even then he never hears his name come out of your mouth.
Nobody will tell him anything about you, the only thing he can get out of Steve is ‘she’s okay, just give her time’.
He’s been trying his best to give you the space you need, but he feels like he’ll lose his mind if he doesn’t hear you say his name soon.
It’s been a month of successfully and not so subtly avoiding Bucky.
There was one time where, as the team about to land for a mission, he got much too close to you for your liking and you thought he was about to say something so you grabbed a parachute and quite literally jumped out the jet, then walked the rest of the way to the Hydra base.
Everyone had to wait for you, some annoyed, but most found the situation too amusing to be bothered by it.
Anyway.
You’re at the gym for an early morning workout, a habit you took to when you started avoiding Bucky.
You know he usually stays up at night. Occasionally because he still gets nightmares, usually because his overthinking mind tortures him until early hours. So he uses mornings to sleep in when he doesn’t have missions.
You’re on the treadmill when you hear the doors of the gym open behind you but think nothing of it, assuming it’s just Steve replacing his morning run with a workout because it’s too hot to run outside.
When you don’t hear him say anything, you’re about to turn your head to see who it is, but before you can do anything you feel two hands, one cold and one hot, on your waist.
You squeal when they pick you up and take you away from the treadmill, setting you down on the ground in front of it before turning off the machine.
"Bucky, what the fuck?! I could’ve gotten hurt!" you were so shocked you didn’t even fully realize you were actually talking to the person you’ve spent so much time and effort avoiding, or that you were walking backwards while Bucky was getting closer to you.
"Oh please, I’d never let you get hurt." he’s sounds almost amused, like this is a normal thing between you two, but the truth is he’s just happy that you’re actually talking to him.
When your back hits the wall you realize too late that it’s Bucky in front of you and suddenly you’re looking around you to find a way to escape. But all you find is that he’s successfully trapped you between the wall and his body, his hands on the wall at either side of your head.
You swallow hard and if he notices he doesn’t say anything, but your brain is too busy registering the warmth of his body so close to yours to even be ashamed right now.
"Is this the only way I’ll get to talk to you now?" you almost miss his question, your eyes snapping up to meet his and, where you expected to see a smug look at having caught you not only off guard but also ogling, you found a frown and a slight pout.
Something about the hurt on his face stopped you from lying or straight up kicking him so he’d move and you could run away.
No, Bucky was your best friend, you’ve always felt the need to be honest with him ever since that first day, and even now you owe it to him to tell him nothing but the truth.
"I just need time." You hoped he understood.
"How much more time do you need?" Apparently not.
"I don’t know, can’t you just be patient?" You can't believe you really have to ask him this.
"It’s been a month, doll, I think I’ve been plenty patient. Are you planning on avoiding me forever?"
"Not forever… just… I don’t know." If you were being honest with yourself, you didn’t know how long you would’ve kept on avoiding him.
You were so busy doing the actual avoiding that you didn’t take the time to think about when you’d be able to stop.
You let out a sigh, but didn’t look away from his eyes for a second. He needs to know you meant every word you're about to say. "I was hurting, Bucky. I still am. I get that you have a girlfriend-"
"I broke up with her." he interrupts you.
"You… What?" you weren’t expecting that. "When?"
"The night of our fight. I would’ve told you sooner but it was hard to catch you, you know, with you avoiding me and everything."
You almost lost your train of thought, but it didn’t matter that he was single, he was still the first one to walk away, why was it so wrong for you to do it now?
"It doesn’t matter… I know you don’t owe me anything, but you walked away from me. From my feelings." you can see Bucky’s confusion so, before he can say anything, you explain yourself.
"That night on the roof. I know you were there, you heard me say that I loved you and you walked away like it was nothing. Like I was nothing. I know you don’t like me like that, and I can live with that in time, but it hurt. It still hurts." you don’t know what you were expecting him to say, but it definitely wasn’t he says next.
"Do you remember the day we met?" you furrow your brows in confusion but he waits for you to nod before he keeps going. "We’ve never really talked about it, have we? It's ironic since we’ve talked about pretty much every topic we could possibly come up with. But that day, you introduced yourself and I just got up and walked away. Kind of what you’ve been doing this past few weeks." he chuckles a bit and you have the impression he's getting closer to your face, but you're probably just imagining that.
"Yeah, I thought I did something wrong, but you were just a rude bitch." he laughs and you can’t help but smile.
"I’m sorry about that, I just… the second I saw you I felt weird. And when you talked to me it was too much, I couldn’t handle it. I didn’t know what I was feeling and my brain just screamed at me to get out, so I did. Then you came to my door and said all those nice things and that weird feeling started to feel more and more comfortable as you talked. It was nice. Then we became friends and I guess I just dismissed that feeling as friendship. It was a different type of friendship that I’d never had... But then again I’ve never been this close to a woman. Emotionally speaking, of course." His hand comes to cup your cheek and you can’t speak, so he takes the opportunity to say everything he needs to say.
"This month has been hell for me, doll. I’ve missed you more than I’ve ever missed anybody in my entire life. Not being able to spend time with you, joke around, talk to you, barely even see you. It's been driving me insane. Being away from you for so long made me realize what that feeling was. You’re not just my best friend, you’re my person. You’re my calm, and my reason. You’re my happiness, my home. You’re the love of my life."
"What?" you're basically whispering, so quietly you’re sure he wouldn’t have heard you if he didn’t have super hearing.
"I love you too, doll. I love you." he holds your face in his hands "I love you."
You feel like your brain shut down all of a sudden. You barely know how to breathe, let alone talk. All you can do is stare at him, the look he's giving you making you weak in the knees.
"You’re killing me here, doll. For the love of god, say something, angel." The nickname seems to snap you out of it, and there's only one thing in your mind left to ask.
"If you love me, why didn’t you tell me on the roof?" He let out a deep sigh, you can feel his breath on your lips, but you try your hardest to focus on his words and not his lips.
"For one I was still with Sharon. And I didn’t really know what I was feeling. Also, I wasn’t even sure you were serious. Honestly, I was just confused about the whole thing, and still mad about the fight. Nothing good would’ve come from me staying and talking to you that night. I probably would’ve ended up hurting you more." All that makes a lot of sense, sure, but it doesn't change the fact that it hurt.
The look in Bucky’s face at the moment though makes you want to forgive him right this second and let this whole thing go. Pretend like the last month didn’t happen.
So that’s what you do.
"What if…" you start, looking back and forth between his eyes and his lips "what if we forget all of this happened?"
"No." he answered so fast and firmly that it made you furrow your eyebrows in confusion and disappointment. "I don’t want to forget anything about us, doll. Good or bad, it’s all worth it, as long as it ends with you in my arms."
You're melting and can't hold yourself back, you grab his face and bring his lips down to yours.
He freezes, probably not expecting it, but when you're about to pull away, he holds your face to keep you there, deepening the kiss.
After a few moments you hear someone clear their throat and almost throw Bucky off of you, looking behind him while he turns to see who it is and you see Steve and Sam standing there, amused looks on their faces.
"We were just talking." You blurted out and Sam cracked and almost doubled over with laughter.
"Really?" Steve said while raising an eyebrow, almost exasperated and knowing damn well what you were doing.
"Sure they were, Steve, she was obviously trying to get the word out of his mouth!" Sam said to the blonde, still laughing his ass off.
"Oh, of course she was. Tell us, sweetheart, what did you find in Bucky’s mouth?" Steve was now laughing too, and you were so embarrassed you hid your face in Bucky’s chest.
He wrapped his arms around you, barely glaring at the two laughing idiots. "Ok, just get out of here, punks." Fortunately for once in their lives they decided to actually listen and left, their laughs echoing through the halls.
"You okay there, doll?" Bucky was now chuckling at your embarrassment.
You raised your head and, meeting his eyes, you said "I can’t believe Captain Dumbass is making fun of us for kissing."
He started laughing and you gladly joined him, looking forward to making up for the time you missed with him, unknowingly promising each other to never let go of the other ever again.
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The more I think Phantom Troupe thoughts, the more I become convinced that "actually the phantom troupe wasn't responsible for the Kurta Clan massacre" is the funniest twist the manga could make, BTW.
Not in a "the Phantom Troupe did nothing wrong" kind of way (bleugh), but in a "they are a group of thieves and mass murderers but THIS PARTICULAR mass murder was someone else" kind of way.
Partially because Kurapika starts the manga SO SURE it was them, and instead of asking what evidence he had we all just accepted it.
Partially because it would be in character for what we know about Uvo for him to lie about committing mass murder to Kurapika just for the purpose of motivating him and making it a better fight.**
Partially because FOR YEARS the fandom has interpreted Chrollo's cryptic remarks when Kurapika kidnaps him and interrogates him in the car as evidence of his solipsism or his sociopathy... But what if he's being cryptic because he doesn't want to tell the truth about what happened (that the phantom troupe didn't do it), for whatever reason*** but he also knows someone on Kurapika's team can tell if he's lying? So he just says something technically true, and let's Kurapika draw his own conclusions...
But mostly because it would make some parts of the fandom real Big Mad. Haha.
Anyway, I'm going to like ...convince myself this is true if I keep this up, so just to be clear, I don't have any evidence that they didn't do it. I DO think that would be a massively funny (read: interesting, unexpected) turn for the manga to take.
**The 1999 anime actually has a similar plot point with Killua during the Hunter Exam... It's been a while but I FROM WHAT I REMEMBER Killua takes credit for killing this girl's father and fights her even though it was Illumi who killed him, just because karmically he is guilty of killing a lot of people so it's not like he's innocent in general, even if he didn't kill this particular person. And because avengers trying to get him is such a common thing that he doesn't even bother trying to explain himself to them... it's episode 11 of the 1999 anime btw if someone wants to check that I'm not totally misremembering this.
***Why would Chrollo not simply say they didn't do it, if they didn't do it? Maybe they were paid to take the blame. Maybe they have accepted blame for 10 years to bolster their rep as mass murderers and it would be weird to back out now. Maybe he doesn't think Kurapika would believe him - Melody or not - if he said they didn't do it, and he doesn't have evidence they didn't do it, so he finds it pointless to argue. There could be many reasons. But those lines in the car have been weird for a long time, I would love an explanation from Togashi for why Chrollo was such a weirdo in that scene.
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skater!au curt & buck friendship headcannons:
(part of my skater!buck x college professor!bucky au wip)
curt & buck have been best friends since they were in preschool. their mothers were best friends so whenever they visited each other they brought the boys with them. queue the ensuing immediate connection because buck thought curt was the funniest thing in the world because the other boy shoved crayons up his nose just to get buck to laugh
curt forever calling buck 'sour-puss' because he always has a resting bitch face and always had one since they were kids. he was the first kid buck ever laughed with/at
curt was there for buck when he lost his mum in hs and all through buck's dad being an absolute deadbeat (as he always is) . he and buck would often go missing for days at a time after buck and his dad fought, but they'd always be at the skatepark learning new moves. anything to distract buck from what was going on at home
after hs the two moved in to a shitty apartment together downtown close to the skatepark. it's a bit rundown and very much needs fixing up but it became their safe-haven
both are just as wild and carefree as eachother but buck is the one to keep a level head in most situations, often being the one to get curt out of trouble. they still don't mention the great traffic cone incident of 2017.
curt is pansexual ("no, that doesn't mean i'm attracted to kitchenware, buck, you fuckin' idiot"), he doesn't care who or what you are. the man is all about free love and accepting who you are without a second thought. so when buck came out to him just after highschool nervous as all heck he just shrugged and asked him if he wanted to get stoned and order pizza to celebrate 'finally getting his head out of his ass'
if you mess with one, you mess with both. buck is a silent force of revenge and if someone fucks with curt you won't know you were even a target until the last second. the last time one of the other skaters had a go at curt for being a 'queer' they found themselves eating the pavement at the bottom of the bowl because the wheels on their board had somehow come loose and fallen off mid-push off. that ended with a trip to the hospital and both buck and curt innocently sitting up against the chainlink fence far enough away that no one suspected a thing
another incident resulted in a lighter exploding in one of the other guy's hands when he was trying to light a smoke. no grievous injuries occurred from that one but eyebrows became non existent and hair was singed.
curt is a little more direct in his approach. he's not afraid to sock someone in the jaw for picking fights with buck or insulting him. he's more likely to just walk up to you and deck someone for being a bigot or just a downright asshole. It works fair enough, and soon everyone knows not to mess with either of the boys unless you wanted a black eye or a missing tooth.
no one could beat curt in a fight either. he took boxing in highschool and won a few trophies, so he's pretty clued in and quick on his feet
both have messed around with each other before when either drunk/high/sober, but they never became anything more than best friends. it was a mutual exchange a few times and it didn't change the way they thought about each other. Curt- "it's just consensual experimentation, two bros helping eachother out. plus who wouldn't want a piece of that pretty face"
buck often helped curt hook up/get with with whoever he was crushing on, curt often singing his praises of being the best wing-man a dropout skater boy could ask for
curt is the one who pushed buck into continuing with college and getting a higher secondary education after hs. he told him he can't drop out because he doesn't want to see his bestfriend become a complete dead-beat, which ended up with buck breaking down into a blubbering mess while high af because he felt like a failure and that his 'mom would be so fucking disappointed man what the fuck would she think'
curt slapped him for that one which knocked some sense into him enough to go and apply for a few courses the next day
I have so many more to add to this but I think I should stop here for now 😂😂 I'm gonna have so much fun with this universe
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WARRIOR NUN: WAS AVATRICE ALWAYS CANON?
In EXCLUSIVE - Fuera de Foco spoke with its creator, Simon Barry, who told us more about the Warrior Nun mythology, stuntwork, and of course, the relationship between Ava and Beatrice (Kristina Tonteri-Young) and the potential return for a third season.
Avatrice was always canon
By the end of the first season, the potential relationship between Beatrice and Ava was one of the most popular topics on the show. In such a way that the known ship Avatrice was one of the most anticipated things by the fans of the series.
In the second season, Warrior Nun places a greater emphasis on the story between the two, which several viewers assumed was due to the strength that the ship had had on social networks after the first season. However, Simon Barry told us that Avatrice had actually always been part of the plan.
“Avatrice was always a point, a slow romance in the Warrior Nun story.” assured the showrunner , who points out that the second season of the series was written before the first even premiered on the platform.
“We understood how good it was: Ava and Beatrice on the show, and Alba and Kristina were very good, they had great chemistry. So the writers and I started writing from what we knew, something that the audience didn't necessarily know yet. So it was interesting that afterward the public was on the same page as us, because the series came out and they went crazy for it, for them.” - Simon Barry, Out of Focus
However, Barry commented that while the relationship between Ava and Beatrice is interesting on its own, it also has a reason for being for the story as a whole.
“It's not just about them having a relationship. It's mixed with the whole theme of the second season, which is about sacrifice and feeling that something or someone belongs to you." Recounted the showrunner, who added that "This relationship was the best way to portray the challenges that Ava was facing, as she took responsibility for her as a hero."
On the other hand, he comments that as for Beatrice, the story with Ava had to build her as a character, because "she also had to allow herself to be who she needs to be, risking losing Ava, which is hard."
Would the ending have been different?
Simon Barry revealed that despite the season's satisfying audiences, the team had written a scene between Ava and Beatrice that never saw the light of day. Well, according to the creator, although he responded to much of what the fans were asking for, he would have lessened the emotion of the final scene between the characters.
“I wrote a scene where Ava and Bea were in bed together. Not like something romantic, but them trying to get on the same terms to understand each other, and it was awkward because they weren't a couple yet." Barry detailed, assuring that it was also one of the funniest scenes to write.
"We removed it because we didn't need it, we did more by avoiding being so explicit with the tension, and that made the ending have a bigger emotional impact." - Simon Barry, Out of Focus
From emotion to action
Perhaps one of the things that stands out the most about the season is the impeccable work done by its actors and doubles in the action scenes and battle choreography ; especially considering that both Alba Baptista , as Kristina Tonteri Young, William Miller and Lorena Andreaperformed several of their risk scenes, seeking to be "really present in the battles".
“Many of the actors we have in the series do their stunts, at a very high level,” said Barry, who stresses the importance of the work done between the actors, stuntmen, and stunt and fight coordinators , Coco Usín and Lee Huang.
"We built a training place in Madrid, where all the scenes were broken down by the coordinators and then filmed,"said the showrunner, who also shared that actors and doubles trained together so that " when they see them on camera they know the movements and we could choose who did what.”
“Some of the actors told us that those scenes were enjoyable to do, they liked the physicality of them. […] Alba in particular was very interested in doing more action scenes on her own and learning from her. She has a great understanding of her own physical strength and she is very good at it. She excited us because we could use her more for filming as well." - Simon Barry, Out of Focus
#Avatrice#Warrior Nun#LOVE that Alba was willingly into the action scenes and took them#Also: bed scene#Though I did get Simon’s point#So cool to find out that S2 was already written before S1 even aired#Article is in Spanish so I just used Google Translate so please be kind lol#If you click on the link there’s the rest of the article since it’s pretty long#Warrior Nun spoilers#Warrior Nun edit#My edit
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Here we go! :3 Also my writing style replaces reader for dolucha which means reader in japanese just so you are aware. It’s not super good but like I said I just wanted to share it with you guys
Now Dokucha sat in the counter of the kitchen watching as Thatch about grabbing different ingredients and mixtures from the shelves
“Thatch I swear it was an accident”
“You really think I'm gonna buy that? That you poisoned my tea on accident?” he hums looking at the label of one of the bottles he had grabbed
“Was Marco finding you running towards one of our junior boats also an accident?”
They flinch at this; somehow, the relaxed and nonchalant way he was talking made it much scarier than when he was visibly fuming
They slowly began to lower themselves from the counter
“Listen, I-
“If you leave that counter, I promise you, Darling, things will be much worse for you,” he said, glancing at them from the corner of his eye
Their eyes widen at his silent threat, and they are quick to climb up again
Thatch grabs the bottle, and picks begins to move it around; his movements were slow and deliberate, but it was obvious he was furious.
"Now, just what were you planning to do, hmm?" he asks calmly.
“Nothing! Like I said, it was an accident!”
"You just accidentally grabbed poison and mixed it with my tea?" he asks calmly, still stirring the vial. He didn't even glance at Dokucha.
"Is that what you want to go with?Last chance."
“It’s the truth.”
“Is that so?” He said, grabbing a syringe from one of the drawers and filling it with the liquid in the vial
“Let’s find out then,” he stated walking towards them and taking hold of their arm
“What is that?!” They exclaim, trying to pull their arm from his grip
Thatch chuckles, pulling on their wrist a little harder.
“Let’s find out what really happened,” he said, holding the needle to their arm.
“Please…” they began to beg, trying to squirm away but not really putting in a fight. They knew there was no coming out of this.
-Timeskip-
They tried to remember what had happened, they truly did, but the last thing they were able to recall was Thatch injecting them with the liquid; after that, everything was hazy and confusing.
They seemed to be back on their bed; they tried to get up, but somehow their body would not move
Thatch sat beside them, as if nothing had happened.
He hummed a tune and began writing in his journal. He glanced at them and gave a bright smile.
"Don’t try so hard; you won’t be able to," he said, closing the journal and walking next to the bed
“Move. I mean, you probably won’t be able to speak either, but that’s okay, right, Darling? Seeing as what was coming out of your mouth was just lies, we might as well make sure nothing comes out of it for a while.”
They stared at him with widened and watery eyes, tears beginning to fall from their cheeks; at least, they thought so; they could barely register what was going around them anymore.
“Oh, that’s right, I forgot the sodium thiopental can cause amnesia. Remember when I injected you with it before? It works as a truth serum, more or less; it makes you more suggestible. Or so Marco said,” he rambled, caressing their cheek
“It’s funny what people are willing to say when under it, see you told me all about how you got a particular type of poison and how you put it on my tea when I was not looking, funniest part is not once did you mention anything about accidents. “
No
They tried to open their mouth to try to tell him otherwise, to tell him it was an accident, but try as they may, no sound came out of them, and Thatch seem to have realized this as he threw them a dark smile their way
Thatch was almost giddy with his mischief.
“Aw, you should have listened to me from the start instead of playing coy,” he smirked, gently cupping their face
“You know, all of this could have been avoided if you had just come clean to me
But no, you just had to be stubborn. But that’s okay. We can improve that.
Ah, I almost forgot; the reason you can’t move right now is because I gave you a paralytic so that you can take some time and…think about your decisions; we wouldn’t want you to get distracted from your reflection by things such as moving and speaking.”
“Now, I’m going to grab some food and let you ‘think,’ okay?” He gives a small smile and starts to walk out of the room, glancing back at you once to make sure you couldn’t move and. Much to their horror, he switched off the lights and closed the door, leaving them to suffer in complete darkness
I love this
I LOVE it - the use of the word for reader as the placeholder name is an interesting take format wise, it feels like a name, but the name itself is just reader. To a native English speaker it has a solid feel.
I love that the conflict already happened. The tea was already tainted before we came into the story - we’re here to witness the aftermath. Short form stories are always hard for me because of that. But you bring this in really smooth.
The perspective is good too, there’s no “you” which is often the norm, but the use of “they” gives it a stepped back 3rd person vibe which works well with this given the later out of body feels of being drugged. I’m not saying one or the other is *better*, but intentional or not I like the choice here along with the rest of it.
And man, it’s so dark, but the weight of that darkness is all in the allusions. We don’t see the interrogation, but we can imagine the small terrifying details of it. Not being able to stop the truth from rolling off our tongues as we confess to our own undoing.
The punishment too, and the sense that there’s an established fear of darkness even if it isn’t wholly stated.
Thank you so much for writing this \o/ I’m glad to have played a part in inspiring it!!
#quin answers#reader insert#x reader#cw yandere#cw drugging#cw drugs#cw needles#thatch one piece#Alexa-fika#long post
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I want to hear you.
Sebastian Vettel x fem!reader.
Warnings: fluff, a lot of fluff, English isn't my first language, age gap, slight mentions of sex.
It had been a pair of difficult days for you, between school and the problems at home, aside your own problems between missing Sebastian for his job and your insecurities hitting all the time for feeling not being enough as a friend and a girlfriend, everything makes you feel bad and sad. At least today was friday, which means you can be able to have some rest from the major part of your responsabilities and enjoy some time for yourself but still something was bother you. And the fact of your mother taking it out on you for a fight with her boyfriend was not the way you wanted to be welcomed home after a very long and tiring day.
The walk to your room feels like you're walking a hundred miles, until you finally walk in and the tears begin to roll down your cheeks, the low sobs and the pounding of your fists against your legs become all you can think about. Dropping the backpack on the floor, the best thing you can do is shorten the distance between your tired body and the bed, just to drop there and hug yourself. How much you wish you were in Sebastian's arms right now, listening to his soft, calm voice with that accent you can still make out perfectly, taunting him every time he tries to hide it and it comes out.
There is nothing in the world that can make you feel happier and safer than Sebastian, listening to him talk to you, whispering sweet words in your ear and putting his arms around you every time he is close to you. And like a divine sign, or maybe a special connection that binds you to him, the phone in your room starts ringing, not wanting to disturb anyone you pick up the receiver and answer, trying to hide that you've been crying.
"Hello".
"Honey, what's wrong? Did something happen? Are you okay?" The tone in Sebastian's voice lets you see that he's worried about you, so trying to calm your breathing and sobs, you answer a little more calmly, "It's just, it's just that I've had a rough couple of days, and I miss you. It's been so hard being away from you, without you, I needed to hear your voice."
"My voice?" A soft laugh is heard on the other end and a small smile is inevitable on your face, for which you immediately respond "Don't laugh! I like hearing your voice, it's like a calming." Sebastian can guess that there's a smile on your face, and that makes him feel better after hearing you cry at first. "Why? I sure sound like an idiot, love", he's trying to make you laugh, cheer you up, you know it perfectly. That's how he is, always wanting the best for you. "I like listening to you because you transmit peace to me, and it reminds me of the first time we met, it was the strangest thing in the world."
The first time they met, Sebastian walked into the same bakery you were in, quite a coincidence. And his gaze, unable to move away from you at all times even though he avoided your gaze every time you tried to catch him, led you to ask him not very nicely if he was looking for something or if he knew you. The blush on his face and the multiple hasty apologies he told you was the funniest thing about it, and the fact that you looked too young in that short pink dress didn't helped at all, but his voice was definitely the icing on the cake, because even though he looked very embarrassed, his voice remained calm.
The silence that existed between you for a couple of seconds was the key for him to ask about your state of mind. "May I ask why the love of my life was crying?" sounds sweet, kind, and you're totally grateful.
"A fight with mom, I've been feeling so stressed with homework and tests, and I've felt so left out by my friends, I don't know, maybe I'm just overthinking."
"Did your mother get mad at you, love?" Sebastian knew perfectly well that your mother suffered from bipolar disorder, and that sometimes that didn't turn out well for you because you were the one who had to deal with the constant mood swings, which also ended up for affecting you.
"I think so, she had an argument with her boyfriend, I don't know, but I was there to take out her anger so I ended up paying the piper" you shrugged even if he couldn't see it, but it was something he figured you would, after all, he knew you like the back of his hand.
"I'm so sorry, sweetheart, but you'll see that with the new treatment your mother will feel better in less than you think," he murmured softly, hoping that would calm you down a bit.
"I know, I just wish she realized that all of that hurts me, and who he should be mad at doesn't," the helplessness in your voice makes Sebastian sigh. Sometimes all he wants is to take you everywhere and keep you happy and safe. Your voice comes back through the earpiece "but thank you, my love, thank you for listening to me."
"You know I do it because I love you" his sweet voice reaches your heart, and that makes you smile. "Hey, I know something that will cheer you up", opting to change the topic of conversation to not continue on it, his voice takes on a playful and hoarse tone, so you can already guess what it is going to be about.
"Sebastian, I'm not going to do that to you again! Last time I couldn't stop laughing and I almost got caught", her laughter soon becomes present and you catch it, remembering the first time they tried to have a sex call.
"Why not? You don't like me anymore? Surely you have a new boyfriend and that's why you don't want to do it", you know he must be making a dramatic gesture with his face because his voice is totally a mess trying to hide his laughter, and your cheeks are colored a soft red.
"Yes, he does it to me like a god every time we see each other, but that happens every two weeks" your giggle makes him smile and his ego feels alluded to by what you just said, so the call continues like this, between laughter and an occasional attempt by Sebastian to ask you what you're wearing.
There is nothing better in the world than listening to your boyfriend, and even more so when he encourages you not to fall, worrying about you and listening to you every time, reminding you how much he loves you and how important you are to him.
#Sebastian Vettel#Sebastian Vettel x reader#f1 x reader#f1 fanfic#sebastian vettel x you#red bull racing#Reader
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Revenge is mine.
Horangi x Reader.
You and Horangi have a very strange relationship, both do the same kind of job, sometimes it's a competition that gets solved at home.
Warning: Not a very good story, grammatical and spelling errors, mentions of violence.
You heard him arrive, it's impossible to not listen to him since his motorbike is noisy as hell.
You were cooking dinner, some beers are on the kitchen's table, the chicken is in the oven, the salad is ready, you're just finishing to cut some vegetables for the soup.
The sound of the door and steps is the clear indicator that you're not alone anymore.
- y/n? ... Love? Where are you?
You came out of the kitchen, angry, you threw the knife at him.
- You bastard! Stole my contract! That was mine!
- Babe, come on, don't be so childish, I didn't have a clue.
- Don't fuckin lie to me! You knew the contract would be for me!
You took a glass vase close to you and threw it at him one more time, you walked to him, ready to hit him when he intercepted, holding your arm, he made you turn, now your back is against his chest, his mouth close to your ear.
- Sorry love, but victory is mine.
His voice is seductive, his body against yours, one of his hands ran through your curves, that's your turn, you face him and kiss him, just enough to distract him and then a punch directly to his stomach, the knife pierced on the wall now is on your hand again, you're quick ready to stab him, but Horangi ran to you, tackling you, the small table in the dining room is broke.
-That's unfair, love, zero distractions, play clean.
You hit him with your head in his mouth and pushed him with your legs.
- I'll teach you to not take what is mine!
You're looking for your knife, it is not around, the jackknife in your cargo pants is also missed. Horangi took this as his chance to corner you, there you are against the wall.
- Fine, I admit it, I stole you the contract. But I did it because...
You pushed him, he doesn't move, he still has you against a wall.
- Because it's too dangerous, I don't want you to go and never come back.
Your anger switched to tenderness, your man, always trying to protect you. Your arms are resting now on his shoulders while his hands are squeezing your waist.
- You know a part of our job is the risk of not coming back my love.
- if I can save you the risk, I'll do it, even if the price I'll pay is to fight with you, just like we're doing right now.
Both kissed eagerly, burning in desire, you jumped and put your legs around his waist, he held you and took you to the bedroom, needless to say the dinner was replaced for an entire night full of some funniest activities.
The next morning Horangi woke up a little bit disorientated, tired because of the previous night, he noticed two things. You're not in the room and there's a note over your pillow.
«You celebrated too soon babe, revenge is mine. P.S. The meal is in the fridge. Love you XOXO.»
You went to the mission he previously stole from you, he just chuckled softly, sometimes you're impossible but he adores you.
#cod x reader#call of duty x reader#x yn#x reader#horangi x reader#horangi mw2#horangi x you#horangi#kortac#horangi cod
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Going back to our roots here what’s your brutally honest opinion about lucaya and joshaya if you’re up for some throwbacks
this message physically aged me 45 years 😭
lucaya- like, it was obviously planned from the beginning, but here's the thing: their dynamic was tired as hell. you see it in every piece of media ever. they were BORING. also I just genuinely almost never liked lucas lmfao. there were a handful of lines throughout 3 seasons that got a laugh out of me- and it was always when he was playing the idiot or confused part, if they had just let him be the wannabe eric of the show it could have been amazing. as for maya, I definitely wasn't as attached to her as I was riley, she just kinda got on my nerves a bit, but Dear God Did She Deserve Better. the triangle was drawn out WAY too long. by the end of it both girls should have left lucas in the dust. we see the 'official' triangle plotline start on new years eve, and end in late september/early october. in no world should it have taken him that long, ESPECIALLY when he knew what a strain it was putting on the girls relationship. if he really cared he would have stepped back, like, literally, it is very very possible to have feelings for someone and not date them, oh my God. farkle had the girls fighting over him ONE time and was like 'hey no I love you guys too much to see you upset'. lucas friar you will always be hated<3
joshaya- I need to get this out of the way because I saw it so much: maya was not trying to date josh when she snuck into the college party. the college girls were not telling josh to date maya. one of josh's friends hits on maya and riley and maya said We Are In Eighth Grade. she's not delusional. the whole episode was how she wanted josh to stop ignoring her. there's subtext ladies!!! cory and topanga were practically raising maya since she was 5. even if it's not addressed too well on screen, you have to be aware that maya and josh have known each other practically their whole lives. considering how close josh is with cory, riley, and auggie, that tells us he saw the family on a regular basis growing up (he literally left his parents and took a train at like 4 in the morning just so cory could open his college letter with him). so josh and maya were likely good friends as children! what we see with his introduction to the show is he starts treating her more as a kid, as his niece's friend, and thinks her feelings are silly and she says No. I need you to take me seriously here. I don't want our friendship to change just because you're in college now. my feelings are not stupid and I want you to respect me. (also. side note. they never said josh's age in the show right?? because for him to start college when he did would make him older than he should have been based on the boy meets world timeline...like, I was kinda working under the assumption he skipped a grade or two in high school but everyone else was like Known Grown Man And Pedophile Josh Matthews Asked A Toddler To Go To The Movies As Friends lmfao). anyway. she asks him to respect her and he does!!! genuine shock and awe! lucas friar found dead in a ditch! lmao. their vague 'let's see how we feel in a few years' talk reminded me a lot of the cory/topanga yearbook quote scene, and they had great chemistry! it didn't feel like something I've seen a thousand times before. it's not like they promised to swear off dating and wait for her 18th birthday, she was basically dating zay by the end of the show. they just said 'we've known each other for a while, there's definitely something between us but this isn't the right time for us to explore it, so let's be friends like we used to' (see: what lucas should have done during the triangle). josh had a tiny bit of an edge to him, but with the dorky matthews heart, which tbh was exactly what maya wanted. I loved how maya acted around josh, it lead to some of her funniest and most open moments in the show. I loved how gentle josh was with her even when she was being annoying. I love a good childhood crush to actual lovers story! sue me! lmao I think if the show had gotten as many seasons as boy meets world they really could have been something special
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Naruto Headcanons
warnings: none, this is nothing but fluff, fluff, fluff. modern AU, contains various characters.
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- Naruto was the highlighter kid.
- Kiba has been a biter ever since he was little, and still remains one to this day.
- Shikamaru often wears his t-shirts backwards, because he just can't bother to check if they're on the right way. It drives Ino mad.
- Shino texts pictures of random bugs he stumbles upon to Hinata and Kiba, along with screenshots of their respectful Wikipedia descriptions. Both have a separate photo album saved in their phone gallery for that exact reason.
- Ino taught Sakura how to properly apply her make-up, but always made it evidently clear that she didn't need it.
- Team 8 has sleepovers. The boys are super polite towards Hinata, and always let her take the bed.
- Sasuke tried wearing eyeliner once, but his eyes kept stinging at the product. Everyone thought he was high when he went red-eyed to school the next morning. He pretended to be zooted the entire day, instead of admitting that he put on eyeliner.
- Hinata is the mom friend. Ino, Sakura and TenTen always get shitfaced, so she has to make sure they get home safely.
- Naruto visibly cringes at the sight of vegetables.
- Surprisingly, Chōji was the first one who got his driver's license out of the group. Visiting fast food drive-ins and hanging out in the parking lot with his friends late at night was his main motivation for it.
- Kiba and Naruto both try to hog the aux, despite having the same music taste. They scream the lyrics like crackheads, too.
- Lee listens to classical music on train rides. TenTen found out by yanking one headphone from his ear once, and now gives him shit for it. Calls him Mozart, too, even though he was listening to Beethoven at the time.
- Kiba always saves a seat for Hinata on the bus, and fights with anyone who tries to take it before the driver can reach the stop she gets on.
- Naruto insists on keeping Sakura on the inner-side of the sidewalk whenever they go somewhere on foot together.
- Kakashi watches toy unboxing videos on Youtube if he wakes up from a nightmare in the middle of the night.
- Iruka has a secret talent of calming down any child's tantrum just by the way how soft-spoken he is.
- Guy loves Spider-man. He forced Kakashi to take dozens of photos of him in his costume on Halloween. The mask was cheap as fuck and low-key disturbing. Kakashi documented everything on his Instagram story - especially the part where Guy attempted to climb a street lamp and completely, utterly failed.
- No matter where or when, if Naruto runs at full-speed into Kiba, the brunet will drop anything he's holding in his hands just to catch him, despite not wanting to. He's cracked about four mugs and two plates by now.
- Naruto never paid for said mugs and plates.
- Sasuke makes Spotify playlists for his friends and fills them with songs he considers would fit their personalities, but never tells them that he does.
- Itachi loves the smell of rain.
- Suigetsu is actually very fond of Karin. He only quarrels with her because he cares.
- Obito thinks that drawing dicks on people's faces when they're asleep is the funniest shit ever.
- Everyone hates Asuma's smoker's cough. He goes at it even harder just to spite them.
- Konohamaru takes Naruto's phone under the pretense of playing games, but secretly just takes 200+ pictures of his face.
- When it comes to Ino, a peace sign is a must on selfies.
- Sai knows everyone's birthdays because he kept checking their social media profiles until he memorized them all.
- Shikamaru loves summer because he can spend the entire night lying in the tall grass and never gets cold.
- Sakura snorts when she laughs really hard. Naruto thinks it's the cutest thing ever, even though she hates it.
- Gaara always counts his money at least three times whilst waiting in line to pay at the grocery store.
- Kankuro has double-jointed fingers. Stretching his thumb backwards until it looks gross is his favourite party trick.
- Obito is the friend that makes fun of people if they drink past their limit and turn sloppy, but still remains by their side the entire night to watch over them.
- Kiba always ruins his sneakers really quickly because he keeps jamming his feet inside them by force. He's simply too lazy to put them on properly with the help of his hands.
- Shikamaru hates vaping, but secretly thinks he looks really cool whilst doing it.
- Naruto is the most perverted of the group, but Kiba has the highest sex drive.
- Temari fought with anyone who bullied Gaara when they were kids.
- Sai practices his smiles in the mirror.
- Kiba's knee shakes under the desk during every exam.
- Neji and Hinata exchange reviews on hair products.
- Ino loves wearing socks with quirky designs on them.
- Sai painted Ino's white Air Force 1 shoes with her favourite flowers.
- Kurenai and Asuma can communicate just by one look alone.
- Kiba's voice always gets really soft and high-pitched whenever he coos at Akamaru. Naruto and Lee love making fun of him for it and mock him constantly.
- Naruto, Lee and Kiba share custody of a single brain cell.
- Shino has blackmail-worthy material on everyone, just because nobody notices he's around for most of the gossip.
- TenTen hates having her nails done. The only exception was prom, and even then she nearly lost her mind trying to properly function with them.
- Sai sleeps on his back, and looks dead while doing it.
- Naruto always bites off the head of a gummy bear first, before eating the rest.
- Neither Kiba nor Naruto knew how to shave properly because neither had dads around to show them. Shikamaru was the one that taught them how.
- Obito always shares the cookies his grandmother makes with Kakashi and Rin.
- Whenever Ino feels sad, both Shikamaru and Chōji let her braid their hair.
- Sasuke doesn't use an app if it doesn't have an option for dark mode.
- If Naruto lets out a scream, Kiba can be heard mirroring it across the room.
- Neji writes poetry, but the only person he allows to see it is TenTen.
- Lee does happy little dances when he's super excited.
- Sai's hands are always cold.
- Sakura is really good at math, but bad at teaching it to idiots like Naruto.
- Hinata loves to crochet.
- Ino runs a really big Instagram account for Andrew Garfield. Guy follows it, and likes all the posts.
- Kakashi often times doesn't know what to do with his hands when talking to people, so he prefers stuffing them into the pockets of his pants.
- Sakura pretends to be Ino's fake girlfriend at parties in order to chase away the men trying to hook up with her.
- Gaara enjoys playing Stardew Valley.
#naruto#naruto shippuden#modern naruto#hatake kakashi#kiba inuzuka#shikamaru nara#sasuke#naruto uzumaki#sasuke uchiha#obito uchiha#ino yamanaka#haruno sakura#headcanon#headcannons#headcanons#naruto headcanons#gaara headcanons
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Part 3 of awakeners and a child that is admiring them. I'm still new to this so constructive criticism is appreciated.
The reader is a 3 year old girl
Jiyoung
Jiyoung was outside for a walk in her neighbourhood as a way to relax and she decided to go to the park nearby.
Was reminiscing on her memories in said park when something crashes into her, notices that it's a little girl in a princess costume wearing a tiara and two pig tails.
Helps the child up and checks for any injures
"are you alright? Does it hurt anywhere?"
" I'm okay sowwy I ran into you my big browther showed me a big scawy bug..and ran away."
" don't worry I'm not mad,it's a park little kids are supposed to be running around. Besides it's not your fault it seems your big brother was teasing you"
"weally? Thank you you're weally nice... Um are you a princess?"
"a princess?"
"uh huh you're weally nice, sweet and super pretty like a princess"
Jiyoung gives you a gentle smile and pats your head being careful not to knock out your tiara
"thank you but I'm not a princess, besides you look more like a princess right now with your adorable outfit"
"you like my dress? THANK YOU! I chose it myself I like it since it's pretty..my big browther said I look funny in it.. I like you way more do you have any younger browther or sister?"
You happily twirl around showing off your dress while doing a small happy dance which earns you a soft giggle from Jiyoung.
"I know your big brother may seem a little mean, but siblings do have fights like these at times, and yes I have one younger brother"
"well I guess big browther can be nice he always eats the veggies I don't like.. your browther is super lucky to have you..oh and my name is Y/n it super nice to meet you"
" my name is Jiyoung it's nice to meet you too"
Your big brother finds you after a while and you run off to play with him.
Anytime after that if you spot Jiyoung in the neighborhood you run up and greet her. You admire her a lot and call her big sister princess at times. You've also made a lot of charms for her and even gave her a little tiara.
Side note:
Jisuk teases Jiyoung about the nickname. Inhyuk thinks you're absolutely adorable.
Royst
I can't really think of a logical situation which would lead you to meet him so I've taken some creative liberties
Royst had finished a mission and was heading back to Frame and decided to stand on the roof of one of the taller houses in the area to enjoy a view of the place before he has to report his mission.
He then notices a child climbing out of her window in black clothing and with commando paint on her face
'really? I know kids can do dumb things but commando paint? In an arctic tundra?'
He thought to himself as he watched her crawl on the roof.
She nearly slips off the roof before Royst catches her by the leg.
"thank you for catching me mister"
" you shouldn't be out here in the first place, also aren't you too young to be sneaking out? What are you even sneaking out for?"
The male looked at the reader with a cocked eyebrow and mild amusement while setting her down on a more flat part of the roof
"um well.. Iwantapetraccoonbutmamasaidno"
You said in a rushed whisper trying to make sure no one woke up
" slow down, I didn't understand a word of that"
The male calmly lifted you up and jumped with you into your backyard and set you down gently.
"there now speak up"
" I want a pet raccoon but mama said no"
You repeated again but this time you looked at him in curiosity.
" so you decided to climb out of your room in the middle of the night to catch one?"
The male let out a mildly amused chuckle as he stared at you.
You huffed and crossed your arms while puffing up your face you avoid looking at him by shutting your eyes
"I thought if I caught a raccoon and said I found him in our yard mama would say okay to him"
You then stare at the ground like it personally offended you while still pouting
" ppft little kids always have the funniest logic. Though I would recommend not catching a wild raccoon"
"but why mister vampire? Raccoons are cute and fluf-"
" mister vampire? Do you think I'm a vampire?"
The male leaned down to look at you a Cheshire cat like smile spreading across his face.
" yeah you flew us down here, have pretty red eyes, pale, have long hair, and a red coat... So um are you a vampire? can you turn into a bat? or a cat? Doyouhaveareallycoolsword?canyouseeinthedark? Oh!oh! Is that how you saw me?"
You jump around him trying your best to act out various actions
"no to all of that kiddo, I saw you cause you can't camouflage in a snowy place wearing black and commando paint. Also I jumped down here I didn't fly"
"oh. Mister you're really smart.. but I still want a raccoon."
You rub the sides of your head like you're trying to generate a new idea.
Royst sighs and gives the top of your head a little flick
"a wild raccoon would bite you and give you rabies, ask your mom for a dog or cat instead"
"aww man, okay um mister um uh"
"I can't tell you my name kiddo,it's a secret"
He said bringing his index finger to his face in a hushing gesture
"are you sure your not a vampire"
You gaze at him suspicion evident on your face he smiles and lightly flicks the top of your head again
"100% positive, don't worry you'll be the first person to know if I turn into one I promise"
"YEAH it's a promise oh and I'm Y/n"
He chuckles pats your head and carries you back to your bedroom window
"mister not a vampire I hope I see you again I really like you"
"Thanks kiddo you're not bad yourself, and who knows maybe I'll see you in the future"
With that he leaves.
2 years later you're discovered to be an awakener and are brought into Frame where you run into Royst. This time you actually get to know his name.
Your power gives you the ability to change the make up of your body. You decide to use this ability to catch the raccoon you always wanted, who you have now named Swiper. You decided to introduce Swiper to Royst in front of Schneider. He now knows the story of how you meet, and thinks your way of getting around the system is funny. You don't actually break any rules and your Shenanigans are typically harmless.
Side note :
You've caused so much chaos that you now have a list of rules of what you can and can't do. You also follow Royst everywhere whenever he's free, Schneider calls you little raccoon duckling, and you accept that nickname like a badge of honour.
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Baby, 14 and norrussell?? 👀
Here you go @f1-birb
Noah James Russell had come into George's life early one morning in February and completely change his life in a way that George would never regret. He had loved their little boy from the moment Lando had met him in the hallway that day, positive pregnancy test in hand and a grin on her face.
They hadn't even known that Noah was a he back then, they just knew that they loved him and George was still in awe of his wife for bringing their son safely to them. It hadn't been the easiest of pregnancies, Lando's morning sickness had last part way through her second trimester and made it hard for her to keep down food, and George was still racing. Lando had retired after her third championship, wanting to settle into married life and start a family, and George was forever in love with the life they now had.
Especially when Noah was blinking up at him with eyes that look exactly like Lando's with a little fist shoved into his mouth as he smiled up at George. He was only a little over two months old, and George swore that he was the cutest baby to ever exist as he blew as soft kiss on his clothed tummy to hear him coo as a little hand tugged at his hair.
"Alright you little stinker, I think someone needs a nappy change, yeah?", George laughed softly, blowing another kiss on his tummy to hear that almost laugh. Lando's books had told them Noah wouldn't start laughing until he was four months old, but George swore their little man was a quick learner and would be giggling like his mum soon, "And then we can go see if Mummy is awake from her nap"
Noah just made soft sounds at him, but he didn't protest as George went about changing his nappy. Luckily, aside from those first three weeks, Noah had settled pretty quickly. They had a routine for him that Lando stuck to, and when George was home, he made sure she napped when Noah did. When he was away, his or Lando's mum came to stay. It was just until Lando was fully recovered and Noah was a little older and easier to manage on his own.
"There we go!", George cheered before he used the disinfectant wipes to clean his own hands before he carefully picked Noah up, cradling him close and swaying him slightly, "Now you're no longer my little Stinker. You're just my little Noah"
"Will you stop calling him your little stinker", Lando grumbled as she walked into the nursery with a yawn. She held her arms out for Noah, and George didn't hesitate to hand their son to her as she gave Noah a sleepy smile before glaring at George, "You're going to make him think he's smelly"
"But he is my little stinker sometimes", George laughed as he pressed a kiss against his wife's cheek and wrapped an arm around her, "He's only two months old. He won't think he's smelly"
Lando just grumbled a little but she leaned into George's hold as she smiled down at Noah. Noah was watching her, one little fist gripping the collar of the t-shirt she had worn for her nap that had George's logo across the back of it. His little eyes closing softly as he blinked sleepily while Lando stroked a finger across he's cheek.
"I can't believe we made something so perfect", Lando whispered as she looked up at George with a few tears in her eyes.
"You did all the work sweetheart", George kissed her temple and used his thumb to brush away the stray tears, "Our little stinker wouldn't be here if it weren't for you"
Really, George had known the last bit would make Lando pull away from him with a glare but it was worth it to see her trying to fight the smile she desperately wanted to give at the joke but instead she just shook her head at him.
"Stop it! No more cuddle time for you", Lando threatened before she looked down at Noah who was smiling at them as it the conversation they were having was the funniest thing in the world, "Your Daddy is being mean, yes he is. So no cuddles for Daddy. He can go make Mummy dinner while Mummy feeds you, yeah?"
With that, she left the room and George could only smile before he followed them. He'd make her whatever she wanted and go where ever she told him to go because there was nothing in this world that George would do for Lando or their son.
#girl lando au#lando/george#george/lando#norussell#set after the main fic#george and lando are in their thirties
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my favorite favorite favorite part about the singed = corin reveck thing is the fucking nier shadowlord of it all. the fact that it would mean singed had a hand in the creation of not one, but *two* characters whose stories are about doing good or trying to do good and losing (or risking losing) their humanity in the process.
orianna not giving two shits if going down to zaun might hurt her. not regretting it one bit, just immediately working her ass off to save her own life, and then just giving her dying dad the last piece of her physical humanity —her HEART — whether he wanted it or not.
viktor not giving a damn about piltover, about jayce, going fuck it all even if it might hurt. going through with the glorious evolution, turning himself into a fucking machine — to save himself, to help others. the fact that he was SO READY to throw in the towel and let himself die after what happened to sky.
it's the idea that SINGED played a pivotal role in these two's formative years — singed, as in the guy who'd burn a person's home to the ground and kill their mother just so he could experiment on them. the guy who'd torture his test subjects half to death if they didn't cooperate. the guy willing to keep a dying animal on excruciating life support just for his own research. it's the fact that he can do, has done, and will continue to do all these horrible things with not even a *shred* of remorse — and also still pick up a child's lost toy and return it to them, asking with genuine interest, "you built this? why aren't you playing with the others?"
i really don't know how to articulate this without going in circles, but like. the fact that he's only in it for himself is EVERYTHING. how people just keep going to him for help and he is NOTHING but unequivocally honest. he'll do the thing. he'll give you the drug, or save your dying daughter, or whatever the hell else. he'll warn them, and then leave them to make their own decision.
"Sometimes death is a mercy," he warns Silco. Silco says back, "She can take it," so alright. If you say so. Not my problem.
"I must warn you, if you take this path, they will despise you. Love and legacy are the sacrifices we make for progress. It's why I parted ways with Heimerdinger."
"Jayce will understand," Viktor says.
Singed doesn't even rebuke him, put him down, nothing. Just a simple, "Perhaps." An, "Eh, maybe. Only one way to find out ig"
(He doesn't even make Viktor pay him back, btw. He doesn't say a thing about him running away all those years ago. Unless for some fucking reason that was omitted, but i'm choosing to take s1 as-is here, disregarding s2 entirely)
He DOESN'T CARE about anyone else, is the thing. He could not give any less of a shit beyond whatever he or they have obligated to each other. He doesn't hold Viktor running away against him. He doesn't fight back against silco holding a fucking knife to his neck beyond glancing between him and it and just plainly answering his questions. (He has his pinkie out when holding stuff like bottles and i think that's the funniest piltie shit ever)
So like it makes PERFECT SENSE and also NO SENSE that he's significantly responsible for possibly the most moral Piltover champion (Orianna) and the most moral 'bad guy' from Zaun (Viktor). Both of whom are humans-turned-machines, while — possible chem augments aside — he himself is still pretty much entirely human. The fact that he's the most inhumane among the three of them.
It's like Vik and Ori took after the 'going all the way to the ends of the earth for your goal' part of him, the 'i am well aware of the circumstances and have decided fuck it we ball' part of him, and disregarded his apathy entirely. acting *against* it, sometimes, going behind his back to help a chemical disaster in zaun, even if he's already forbidden it. shutting down all of your own efforts to save your life after it kills someone who isn't you.
giving him your heart, even if he quite possibly didn't want it. Not even giving him room to make a choice, never talking to him about it, never bringing it up. Ori realizes there's no other option and just. Does It.
I. Have lost my mind over this fucking character fmekdjdjc (i am so worried for season 2)
#singed is funny#orianna reveck#corin reveck#viktor arcane#arcane viktor#league of legends#singed arcane#arcane league of legends#also tagging nier i guess because holy shit the papa nier of it all#papa nier#i think. yonah and orianna would get along nicely :))
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OTTO Motives is one the funniest Ben 10 episodes I have ever seen. Kevin takes Rook, an officer of the space police, to a car show that is tiptoeing the lines of illegality and both him and Argit instantly try and jump their old boss who double-crossed them back in the Null Void. They didn't know he was there, they just saw him and started kicking his ass. Then this all turns out to be a part of said ex-boss's master plan (how did he know Kevin and Argit were going to be here? who fucking knows) to get near the expensive cars and sell them off. Rook and Kevin then have to call Ben, who is in the middle of dealing with a device that could EXPLODE THE UNIVERSE, to come in and stop this plot of a sci-fi comedy movie, while he has no idea what's going on or who the fuck he's even fighting. It's so funny for no reason.
#ben 10#ben tennyson#kevin levin#kevin 11#rook blonko#rook#ben 10 omniverse#argit#OTTO#ben 10 omniverse s4 ep 6#Episode: OTTO Motives#also lines like kevin saying id never hear the end of it if something happened to you to rook#hear from who? ben? would ben kick ur ass for taking his partner to a kind of illegal car part show?#also argit calling ben 'benny' is so funny for no reason#also the fact that ben takes 'dont touch my car' as 'dont ever upgrade it but do munch on it all you like'#the rook and kevin dynamic is so great too#its not nearly as complex as ben and kevin but its soo funny bc kevins like 'look at these cool car parts' and rook has a siren going off#telling him whether or not they're illegal#argit: im a pillar of the community! tell him rook!#rook: he broke into a weapons supply#also ben only apologizes to rook for breaking his car#kevin is free real estate i guess#good for him honestly
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Have you heard about Kal Skirata?
There are no words to describe him the way he deserves.
He is stubborn and wise.
An aliit mando.
A very good verd.
His karta is as big as many galaxies together.
He is good at listening, giving advice, and helping.
He is good at recognizing when he doesn't know how to do something to help someone, especially his boys, and he doesn't stop until finding the proper way to give help, or at least try to help as much as he can.
He doesn't consider clones as tools for winning a war.
He considers them as his own sons.
After all, Mandalorian blood runs in their veins. They are fighting a battle that is not theirs.
Even when they were programmed to think that.
Kal knows they have a karta. He knows they are just children that were forced to grow faster than they deserve.
His love for them guided him to adopt the Nulls.
Even when he felt like a failure with his past aliit.
He knew and still knows what is the right thing to do.
Even when he didn't know how to raise six children with lots of questions and hunger, he found a way to do it.
He knows how precious each clone is
That is why he also adopted Omega squad.
For Kal, each clone deserves to be called son.
He knows they deserve more than just that.
He swore not to stop until having helped each one of them to have a proper life.
Kal is full of love.
I think that is the word I could use to summarize what I have told to explain what he is and why he does what he chooses to do.
His love for his sons.
His love for his culture.
Yes, most of the time, he is stressed and tired, he can't sleep for all the trouble inside his head, and he is very criticized, but that doesn't stop him.
If I could describe what a Mando really is and has to be, I would mention him.
Nor Jango Fett or Jaster Mereel
Kal Skirata
Even when he is considered part of the cuy'val dar
Even when he is old
He is more alive than any other Mando who can stand as a Mando
and he will prevail and he will let a legacy behind him that never will be forgotten
My buir
I missed him
Eleni Skirata's thoughts diary (A fanfiction in progress) Part 1 and 2 ready :)
Part 2
#star wars#kal skirata#republic commando#kal'buir#clones#kamino#mandalorian#mando'a#omega squad#ordo skirata#darman skirata#niner skirata#fi skirata#atin skirata
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