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art-of-love-and-war · 10 months

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Can I ask for Napoleon, Nobunaga, but especially MASAMUNE and MITSUHIDE being called cute by his s/o? In the current event the reader called Masamune cute and he was No, I’m not cute! But I can’t help to think they are cute, very cute. Your headcanon a are very good, I like them, keep working please ❤️❤️❤️

Characters: Napoleon Bonaparte | Oda Nobunaga | Date Masamune | Akechi Mitsuhide Rating: General. Word count: 1,231 words Warning/s: None Author note: Howdy! I’m so sorry this took me so long to write, but I’m writing this at work lmao, please get me out of here.

[୨୧] — Napoleon Bonaparte

Cute? Him?

Of course, he is.

When you call him cute he just blinks a couple of times, making you think maybe he didn’t like that or was taken aback about being called it...

Him? The Emperor? Called “cute” by his sweet nunuche?

He just does a big smile, and puts his hands under his chin, mimicking a sweet cherubim. “Am I the cutest?”

This only makes you laugh until your tummy hurts too much.

And Napoleon only keeps pressing about it. “What am I not cute?” while making an exaggerated sad face.

He starts chuckling then, asking you if he is really cute. And just as you thought, he would never in his life (lives?) have been called cute and he is happy you are the first one to think so.

Honestly, he does a lot of cute things, like kiss you the first thing he wakes up, and speak nonsense.

Hell, you could pull up his hair in pigtails and he’d own it, calling himself cute.

Also, I can imagine him pondering it sometimes. Like, in the kitchen.

Sebas is polishing the silver while Napoleon cooks, and when he needs to wait for food to be ready, he leans against the counter and asks. “Sebas, do you think I’m cute?”

Sebas wants to say yes, but he forces himself to say no and instead asks about what brought the question.

“Hm, never mind. Just thinking about some nunuche.”

[୨୧] — Oda Nobunaga

If you call him cute I can imagine him as the type who shot circuits at the thought of himself being cute.

He ponders and reflects if he has done things that might be classified as “cute” lately.

Then with his face twisted, eyebrows scrunched up together, lips pressed into a thin line.

“You are growing bolder every day by now, daring to call me cute, fireball.”

Says the man who uses his haori as an invisibility cape whenever he wants to sneak out and steal konpeito from the kitchen.

Says the man who stole your teddy bear because it amused him.

There are things of him that are terrifying, yes, and thankfully, he has learned to be more human about certain traits of himself, thanks to you.

You just believe, after learning of his story and life before meeting you, that he is still just a child at heart.

Oh, but if you insist that he is cute, be prepared.

He’d get all dominant, like the conqueror he is, towering over you with a dark smile.

“I. Am. Not. Cute.”

You battle this by reaching out, as fast as lightning, and touching the tips of his ears, making him cringe away from you while covering his ears, his cheeks turning into the most lovely shade of pink.

“Yes, you are.”

[୨୧] — Date Masamune

Oh, to tame the wild tiger.

In my head, Masamune is just like a tiger, yes, but the type of tiger that if left with a cardboard box nearby, will sit if it fits.

He also loves to deny that he is so adorable it makes butterflies bat their wings violently in your stomach because it only makes him cuter.

When you tell him out loud that he is cute, he looks beyond offended.

How. Dare. You. (...Tell the truth).

This makes a game of “No, you” start between you two, where he is deemed to lose.

You only reach to pinch his cheeks, tugging at his face affectionately while trying to make the harsh frown on his face disappear while he does the same to you.

I can imagine him being bothered about it, he just wants to play a brave front and be the perfect leader for his clan and people, he cannot be cute.

You beg to differ, he only is cute with you, and you are glad you are the only one who gets to see him like that.

Though, he is too hard-headed to admit it.

He is very insistent when you keep calling him cute. “No, I am not!” it's such a great way to tease him and make his cheeks go red and his usually wild personality become coy.

These kinds of arguments always end up in one of two ways.

The first one is with him chasing you all over the castle until you say the contrary, the staff, and servants already knowing what was all the spectacle about and even just stepping aside to let you and the lord run.

The other is with him, cuddling you in bed after a tickle fight he won, taking the place of the big spoon, he hides his face against the crook of your neck, cheeks still tinted red as your words replay in his head.

“I adore it when you are this cute! It's like you are a big kitty!”

He hates how warm it makes him inside

[୨୧] — Akechi Mitsuhide

Where do I start with this man?

He is…difficult to tease by calling him cute.

You have already called him “cute” before, comparing him to a white cat that had crossed your path when you were walking through the market.

Resulting in him, smiling at you (beware, it was the snake smile), which made a heavy weight settle on your tummy.

But then with his hands imitating cat paws, saying “Meow”.

You didn’t know if to cringe or if to laugh until you coughed a lung out.

The way he kept his smile made you wheeze until you were struggling to get air because he kept acting that way.

(He is torturing you this way, by the way)

And he is having the joy of his life by watching you struggle to breathe as you laugh.

And he is the type to not take it seriously, you are calling him “cute”, and he thinks you are trying to tease him.

If you stand your ground (after laughing your lungs out), he’d just blink, and you can’t quite read what he is thinking. And that is terrifying.

Mitsuhide honestly doesn’t know how to react to his first instinct is to go blank, thinking of how to respond properly.

Mostly, because he thinks he is far from cute, and people have found him to be scary with his demeanor, and he doesn’t blame them. He likes to give off that vibe to protect you and himself.

After his blank expression, he only frowns, “I doubt I can be considered cute, but I believe this is something of you that is rubbing off on me.”

He smirks after this, noticing the way you blush, having turned the tables.

You, however, are not happy, you just want to make sure he knows he sometimes is cute!

He absolutely keeps trying to do everything possible to turn it around every time until you are frustrated, turning your head the moment the door opens.

You are left staring at Kyubei, who just bows deeply in greeting.

You don’t let the vassal talk before you ask him. “Do you think Mitsuhide is cute?”

Kyubei is sweating bullets at the question, it's not known if it's because of your question or the killer look his master is directing at him.

Without a word, the vassal decides he doesn’t want that question to be the last one he answers, so he leaves without saying a word, leaving you with an argument unresolved.

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reds-fluff-extravaganza · 7 months

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You thought I wouldn't appear here too, but I'm a very special gal, so here I am 👁👁

Fairy anon is here babyyyyy 🧚🏻‍♀️

Tbh I was gonna use this as an oportunity to tell you to do a oneshot about one of my headcanon requests, so let's go with my last one, with Reader being Grey's sibling and Glitchy Red being a sweetheart for once (LOL)

... I couldn't find another inspiring pokemon quote that I liked, so have a rare candy 🍬

I hope this is okay! Also thank you for the rare candy I need it today. Also here is the headcanon fairy anon mentioned!

You and Grey never thought you would end up in a Pokemon game, let alone a bootleg one. So when you two woke up in the bootleg world together, Grey was very nervous and a little scared. You tried your best to be brave for him, but even this was a bit too much for you. Over the short amount of time you two had been there, you had met one of the bootleg Pokemon, Shinto, who reminded you of a bootleg version of the Pokemon Hypno. While Grey was practically terrified of her, you became friends with her and you keep trying to convince Grey that she’s not going to hurt the two of you.

Unfortunately, you two have no idea how much time has actually passed since the two of you have been trapped inside the bootleg game, since… you don’t have a way of keeping time in this world, not even Shinto knows. You have figured out a way to communicate with her through the use of the pokedex that Grey had woken up with in his bag, as she can manipulate her pokedex entry, which was new to you but hey, whatever works.

You were playing with Shinto, just having a bit of fun while Grey was just watching you two from nearby. That is, until a glitched figure came up to him, not noticing you and Shinto. He reminded Grey of trainer Red, but very glitchy. He had caught Grey off guard, not expecting anyone else in this bootleg world aside from you, him and Shinto. He decided talking to him, he found out his name was Glitchy Red. Maybe he knew a way to get out of here? It was worth a shot to ask him.

You, on the other hand, had noticed the interaction between Glitchy Red and your brother. You occasionally glanced over at the two, but still playing with Shinto.

“…actually, I’m not by myself.” You heard Grey tell him as he pointed out over to you and Shinto, who had crawled up onto your shoulder. You walked over to the two, introducing yourself as Grey’s older sibling. It was at that moment that Glitchy Red decided that he was going to keep you both safe. Why? Not even he knew. He just had this feeling in the back of his mind that he had to protect you two.

After talking to the two of you for a while longer, Glitchy Red left, saying he would be back again soon. You thought he was pretty nice, or at least to you and Grey. Grey was a little unsure at first, but seeing as he hasn’t done anything to harm either of you, he would trust him for now, but only because of how you trust him, which he didn’t really understand how you could, but he knew he could trust you, and your judgement, at least.

“I think he’s nice.” You shrugged as you, Grey, and Shinto stepped into your little home, Shinto crawling out of your arms and back onto the floor.

“I know you think so, but we don’t know for sure yet, Y/n. We can’t trust him right away…”

“I am aware of that, Grey.” You pat his head and went over to the couch. “But he’s the only one here that we’ve seen that isn’t one of those stupid NPCs! We’ve got to at least give him a chance.”

“Alright, alright.” Grey shook his head and sat beside you on the couch.

“Besides, you know Shinto and I wouldn’t let anything bad happen to you.”

“Yeah… that’s true.” He rubbed the back of his head, sighing softly. “Just… we need to be careful, that’s all.” You only nodded in agreement, taking his words into consideration.

Over the course of what felt like several months, but hey what do you know, you can’t really tell time in this world, you and Grey have gotten closer to Glitchy Red, especially you. He’s a little protective of you, even around the NPCs. Grey has noticed this, of course, and he was a little curious about this. So he decided to talk to him while you were out playing, or rather walking around, with Shinto.

“Hey, Glitchy Red..?” He started, looking up at the taller male, who looked down at Grey with a look of ‘go on, I’m listening,’

“I’ve noticed you’ve gotten pretty close to Y/n.” He swore he saw him flinch a bit, but decided not to question it. “I’m not surprised, though.. because they like you a lot. I guess to be fair though, you’re the only one we’ve seen in what feels like years… and the fact that you keep coming back, it makes them happy to see you.” Glitchy Red seemed a bit surprised by Grey’s words. You liked him?

“…I do like Y/n, a lot. I’ve never… felt this way towards anyone else before.”

“Then, you should tell them how you feel.”

“Are you sure about this, Grey..?” He seemed a bit nervous about confessing his feelings towards you.

“Absolutely sure. I want to see Y/n happy, and you make them happy, Glitchy Red. So you should go for it!” Glitchy Red nodded before he stood up.

“Thank you, Grey, I’ll do it.”

“Great! They should be back shortly.” And as if on cue, you and Shinto walked through the door.

“We’re back! Oh, hello again, Glitchy Red.” You looked over at him as you closed the door behind you.

“Hello Y/n.”

“Come on, Shinto, let’s go and play a game in the other room.” Shinto, at the mention of another game, hopped off your shoulder and followed after Grey, who went to another room. You were a bit confused by this, but you shrugged and sat by Glitchy Red. He looked over at you, a faint smile on his face, which you almost didn’t notice. You always thought he was really cute, but you weren’t going to admit that out loud to him.

“Thanks for keeping an eye on Grey while I was out. I know he doesn’t really need it, but it’s nice to know he’s safe.”

“You’re welcome, Y/n.” He wanted to move closer to you, but he wasn’t sure if his glitches were going to affect you or not, and he didn’t want to risk hurting you. It was silent for a few minutes, not an awkward one, but a nice comfortable silence, that is… until Glitchy Red spoke up.

“Y/n…” he turned to look right at you.

“Hmm?” You looked up at the taller male, tilting your head slightly, as if to give him the go ahead to keep talking.

“I’ve been… thinking about something.”

“What is it?”

“Since that day I met you and Grey… I’ve been having these feelings… ones I haven’t felt in a long time.” You were about to ask him to elaborate until he continued,

“I… love you, Y/n.” You were shocked to say the least. He felt the same way towards you! He took your silence as something bad, that you didn’t feel the same way.

“It’s… fine if you don’t feel the s-“

“I love you too, Glitchy Red.” You moved closer to him and hugged him, which caused him to flinch, as he wasn’t expecting the sudden hug.

“I’m… glad you feel the same way.” He said just loud enough for you to hear before he kissed your forehead and hugged you back. Sure, this was going to take some time for him to get used to, but with you by his side, he didn’t mind it at all. Especially since you weren’t affected by his glitches, which was a good thing for both of you, and eased his worry that he was going to hurt you because of them.

Unbeknownst to the two of you, however, Grey and Shinto had been listening to… most of the conversation, and both were very happy for you! However, if he did anything to hurt you, both would be after him in a heartbeat.

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dulcewrites · 10 months

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Hope you’re having a great Sunday, I was just thinking about how cool it would be if later on in fcc or in the Aemond/Cassandra au we’d get a moment where ten year old Bealor/Alaric is hurt during training and has to be taken to the maesters to get some stitches or something and Aemond being there with his son the entire time, comforting him, telling him how brave he’s been and just being there for him in a fatherly manner because it would be such a stark parallel/ contrast to the way Viserys treated him when he had a much more serious injury.

Thank you, I hope your Sunday goes well too!

I decided to just write this bc I’m procrastinating things I need to do for work 💀. So Baelor is 10, the saera and Alyssane would be 7, and Aerion is around 4/5. Not set in stone but I could see Aemond maybe being hand of the king at this time. If not he is in Aegon’s council as master of laws.

I can do one for cass, Aemond, and alaric later as well

Apple of My Eye

The day starts in the most mundane way possible. Nothing out of the ordinary… until Aemond gets a tap on the shoulder during a council meeting.

The young squire could barely meet his gaze.

“There was an incident in the yard, my prince,” he lowers his voice almost to a mumble. “With young Baelor.”

His anxiousness only spikes walking to hall when he can hear Myrah’s voice all the way from down the walkway. Dripping with venom and worry.

“And as his teacher, are you not supposed to be watching him? Making sure nothing happens while he is training?”

“I am, but - “

“But what,” she screeches in question. “My son has been cut on your watch!”

Baelor is sitting in a chair, arm getting stitched up by one of the maesters. Face tinged pink with pain and eyes screwed shut as the maester needles through the skin on his arm.

“What in seven hells happened,” Aemond walks over to Myrah.

"I want his training stopped," Myrah chin wobbles a bit, ignoring his question. "And I want this imbecile out of the castle."

"My lady, he was not supposed - "

Turning from Myrah, Aemond's gaze zeros in on Ser Roland. "If you plan on blaming this on my son. I would choose your next words very wisely." The knight swallows hard. "We will discuss this later. Go, give us the room."

Ser Roland mumbles an apology before leaving the hall.

"I should have never allowed him to start training, not now," Myrah mutters, shaking her head. "Who in their right mind walks around with a blade attached to them?"

"I do," Aemond grabs her face.

"Exactly."

They look at each other for a moment before laughing. Myrah's chuckle coming out watery and soft. I shed tears stuck to her lashes.

"He is going to fight you on stopping the training."

"His arm was gashed open," she sighs. "It could have been worse. It may be worse in the future."

"Not if he trains properly."

Myrah face downturns in thought.

"Let's just see where his head," Aemond kisses her on the forehead. The break apart to turn to see the maester finishing up stitching Baelor.

"It should heal nicely," the maester dabs some of the blood off before getting up. "The cut was clean. He did good letting me do my work.”

"My brave, brave boy," Myrah leans down and peppers Baelor's face with kisses.

"Mother, I’m fine,” Baelor whines in embarrassment, pulling away. His eyes drift to Aemond. “I’m sorry. I’ll do better at the next session.”

Aemond brushes curls from his face. “There’s no need to apologize. I’d rather you be safe than worried above anything else.”

“We are pausing the training,” Baelor opens his mouth to protest, but Myrah stops him. “Not long, just until you heal properly.”

“But I’ll be behind,” Baelor frowns.

“And you’ll catch up in due time,” Aemond reassures. “Set backs happen to the best of swordsman.”

Baelor looks sad before his face brightens a bit. “Ser Cole said if I don’t like the blade, I could switch to the morning star like him.”

Aemond and Myrah exchange a look.

Gods help them.

#they are fortunately and unfortunately the parents that defend their child in the parent teacher conference #Aemond being the ‘babe calm down this isn’t you’ person of the relationship 😭#myrah def is the one that will fight other parents if she needs to 😭#that’s MOTHA!#fcc asks

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starsarefire824 · 6 months

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Hey!!!

I absolutely love your fics(the ones I’ve read) and I binge read the one with Troy, Will and Mike last night. I’m IN AWE of the complexity of each relationship as well as the interactions between the characters. The emotions feel so raw and deep. I have noticed though, that Will doesn’t open up to Mike as much as Mike opens up to him. Like, Will listens and he’s understanding and he helps but I hope he’s not internalizing anything every time Mike talks about his history with Troy. I think it’s very mature of him to understand that it’s not about him but having someone tell you they have to move on from their ex because it’s killing them(very understandable) instead of responding with any words of confession toward you can mess with your head. What I mean to say is, I hope Will doesn’t get his heart broken in the process of helping Mike process his trauma because I low key still believe that they shouldn’t be in a relationship when the wounds of Mike’s past are so fresh. I don’t want Mike to lash out on Will and push him away, especially because Will just takes all the abuse and hurtful words and doesn’t say anything in his defense. Helping someone through something doesn’t mean you have to get hurt in the process.

And, I hope Will can find it in himself to open up to Mike about his own abuse and about the UD as well, because he deserves to be validated and heard and understood as well. Listened to, if nothing else.

Anyway, I’m just really in the feels right now and the book is amazing. I’m definitely sticking around for more.<3

Hi dear Nonnie! 🖤

First of all, I am just really in *my* feels that you’ve binged and liked the story so far! This one has become near and dear to my heart so to hear other people enjoy it makes me super excited.

I was really interested in putting these characters in this sort of extreme au and kind of see how I could keep their personalities true to form as best I could while also watch them respond to the situations they’re in. And hopefully peel it back layer by layer to reveal something that might change the reader’s mind on the situation/characters that felt legitimate and not like a trick. So it has been an exercise in trying something new for me!

It’s so funny you’ve mentioned this because it has been on my mind as well….it was intentional on my part in writing Will not quite opening up completely with Mike. Number one, it felt like a very canon Will thing to do. He is secretive and downplays his trauma I think, or at least, doesn’t really share his feelings all the time. He internalizes a lot. But the next chapter I am currently working on is actually going to be the start of where Will finally feels comfortable enough or brave enough to start to let Mike in in that way.

And you’re right, I think he has been a little wrapped up in what has been going on with Mike because that was revealed so slowly to him and in pieces. He hasn’t really been in the full know until they were in NYC. So yeah it’s definitely been a slow process, but I do think that in real life sometimes it’s like that. And sometimes your partner/love interests issues might at times be more urgent or dire in the moment. And so I agree with you, Will is being very mature here, and his patience is very admirable…but in Will fashion, he, I think, is also using this distraction of Mike’s current pain as a distraction/excuse to not be as open with Mike as he probably should have been trying to do a while back.

And because Mike is basically having an identity crisis now that he and Troy have had themselves quite forcefully severed from each other, he isn’t maybe ready to be the one to ask Will straight out, even though I do think that Mike knows Will hasn’t told him everything and maybe right now he thinks he’s respecting boundaries. I think Mike wants Will to open up to him w/o it being like prying a clam open.

But that’s kind of what this NYC trip is about right? For the first time, They’re somewhere new together, somewhere quite anonymous, somewhere with people that are similar to them, and it’s a safe space for Will because his brother is there w/o the pressure of catering to his mother’s feelings.

So I do foresee some Will opening up in the near future.

It may or may not be helped along with some feely good drugs and a bit of dancing. 😉

*Read Demons of Change HERE.

#byler #stranger things #mike wheeler #will byers #justmyname #demons of change #anon ask #writing things #made my day anon

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invisiblegarters · 1 year

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Eternal Yesterday Ep 3 Thoughts

For real this time.

Okay I’m gonna try for coherence here but I make no promises. This episode has taken any ability I might have even pretended to have about being objective and tossed it in the bin like so much rubbish.

First of all, I guess I called it, in a way. Mitsuru is pining like it’s his job, he’s got feelings of both the romantic and sexual nature for the first time ever (and how relatable and sad was him saying that he’d never felt that way about girls? Very, is how relatable it was), he’s walking around half-terrified that he’s gonna do or say the wrong thing and then Koichi will know and he’ll lose him (and it was sweet that he thought to himself that he wouldn’t be mean about it. Even in the midst of his “I can never have this” doldrums he knows enough to know Koichi would never hurt him on purpose). No wonder he can’t tell that Koichi looks at him like he makes the sun rise.

I do love that we’re explicitly dealing with desire here, too. It’s not just “oh I see you and I get fluttery feelings.” It’s “I see you and I get fluttery feelings, then I see a bead of sweat dripping down your neck and all I want to do is lick it.” I expect very little in the way of actual physical expression of that desire, because this is Japan we’re dealing with, it’s not a movie, and while the BL isn’t all softness and light it’s hardly The Cornered Mouse Dreams of Cheese. That’s fine. The mere fact that we can see Mitsuru fixating on the line of Koichi’s throat (and the beads of sweat rolling down his skin) as he swallows is enough for me. So is Mitsuru being excited and nervous about sharing close quarters.

I am tickled that the old man hat Mitsuru is wearing came from Koichi:

I have to admit that up until now, I’ve been more of a Koichi fan, which is kind of unusual for me. But this episode evened the scales and now I adore them both equally, but oh, I feel for Mitsuru and everything he’s going through here. It’s hard enough liking someone but add on all the extra of falling for your possibly (probably, in Mitsuru’s head) straight BFF and the only person who made the effort to carve himself a space through your walls and in your heart and it’s no wonder he felt like the rainy weather perfectly reflected his mood. Watching him smile so fondly at Koichi before catching himself was just painful, as was his imagined conversation with Koichi. The worst part of it all is that if Koichi weren’t into Mitsuru, he totally would be apologetic about it. I do think that imaginary!Koichi was a lot colder than real!Koichi, though - even without the fact that he clearly adores him, Koichi would never in a million years dream of snatching that water bottle away from him. But man, I get it.

The bit in the tent was maybe my favorite part of the entire episode. I think that it was good for Koichi to let all that out, because he must have been thinking it for a while. Poor thing must have been worried that he’s just been forcing his unwanted presence into every aspect of Mitsuru’s life. And Mitsuru needed to hear it to understand how his holding back and acting cold was affecting Koichi, too (and it kinda makes me wonder about how pissy he got about Koichi saying he’d be a cold but talented doctor. Clearly that’s still a sore spot). I also liked the way Koichi immediately stopped when he caught sight of Mitsuru’s face, and the way his own face just froze. Because in his own way, he’s just as wrapped up in his own insecurity and fear as Mitsuru is. And then Mitsuru sprinted off for a good, cathartic cry. Tennis? Pfft, boy should have done track.

And also this one because I screen grabbed it and I like it:

And then aw, they worked it all out. I love that they were both equally worried that they couldn’t possibly have what they wanted from each other. And that Koichi was the one who braved the “I like you” first, because that makes so much sense, really. And then Mitsuru finally got a look at that besotted face Koichi wears around him like 90% of the time.

The kiss was...well. Underwhelming in a lot of ways, if I’m perfectly honest. I do think that it fit the moment, though. I liked the hesitance. But I will say that if they’re gonna be doing that again, I hope they take a leaf out of My Beautiful Man’s book and do some strategic hand placement (I forgive MBM the kisses because finger sucking; if this one wants to pull something like that I would not complain). It wasn’t as bad as it could have been and like I said it did kind of fit the tone of the moment but if the show wants to sell me on these two wanting each other physically (and thus far it has managed that, at least from Mitsuru’s end), they gotta give me a little more. I understand I probably won’t get much but you’d be surprised how willing I am to work with it.

But then I forgive it anyway because of these two dorks:

It’s so nice to see Mitsuru smiling. He’s got a good one.

Now I just have to wait not so patiently for next week. The last of the preview material features, and I’m pretty sure the entire thing will be in the present. Or at least in the part of the story where Koichi is a Living Dead Boy.

Confession: the fact that we’re getting all the promo material so early worries me. What if Koichi isn’t around past ep four or five? Probably I am worrying needlessly, but man, literally no promo stuff past ep 4? Is that unusual?

I was already hooked, but for my money this episode really ramped things up. It would have to do something extremely awful to turn me off of it at this point and no, i don’t mean a sad ending

#eternal yesterday #eien no kino

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absentlurker · 2 years

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Welcome to my huge dumpster post for all the blackbonnet fics that I always bookmark on Ao3 but never can find afterwards cause I don’t ever tag anything in my life. All these stories I’ve genuinely enjoyed so I hope you enjoy as well.

This is by no means an exclusive list. I’m still working on updating whenever I can. There’s so many good stories out there, bro. Like damn.

Most if not all of these stories are complete because I can’t stand work in progress stories because I am impatient and need an ending now.

❤️ = love

⭐️ = favorite

Reunion fics everyone and their grandma has written because honestly they love us:

If you love someone by Yuu_chi ⭐️

Teen | 13,726 | Complete

Edward's already lost him once. He won't make the same mistake again. Blackbeard takes a prisoner. Or he would, if Stede would only act like one.

#Prisoner!Stede #kinda? #Edgoingalittlemental #justatad

Marooned by a Dead man by Elisahni ⭐️

Teen | 5,689 | Complete

“You came back,” said Ed dryly as dead-by-piano Stede side-stepped him to take a jab at Ed that nearly met. Where had Stede learned to fight like that? Stede didn’t reply; there was no cute callback, not even a smile. Well, that was fine. Ed didn’t like cute anymore anyway, and he certainly did not like Stede crushed-by-a-carriage Bonnet. In which Stede tries very hard not to love a mad man, Lucius gets the last word, and Ed and Izzy try their hands at boatbuilding.

#marooned!Ed #marooned!Izzy #competent!Stede #angst #happyending

tell a sinner from a saint by marquis

Teen | 13,013 | Complete

Stede waits until he can hear the loud stomps of strangers coming down the steps to the lower decks. Then he opens the tiny metal door in the wall and leans forward to press his mouth to the circular opening.

“Who dares,” he coos, drawing out the vowels, “disturb my slumber?”

Someone shouts. Others follow. The noises all carry and echo throughout the ship without an identifiable source and distort until they’re unrecognizable, wordless howls in the walls.

“Get out!” Stede shouts. “Get out while you still can!”

And then Black Pete begins to giggle, so Stede has to replace the cover and halt the operation entirely. “Really, Pete,” he hisses, “please be professional.”

(A post-season one fix it, sort of, where Stede becomes the pirate captain he was always meant to be and Blackbeard isn't fond of having a rival.)

#legitpirate!Stede #Competent!Stede

ten fathoms deep on the road to hell by Vulcanodon ⭐️

Explicit | 18,816 | Complete | series: Red Sky At Morning

The British aren’t too happy about the contract being broken on the Act of Grace and this time Stede Bonnet gets to be the one coming to the rescue.

“Stede,” Ed says and then buries his head in Stede’s neck, his chin bristly against the soft skin. “This is real yeah? I’m not fucking dead or something?”

“No one’s dead,” Stede says firmly, petting his head. “Though that does remind me we are in a certain amount of peril right now.”

“Oh fuck, right,” Ed says, looking up. “So this is a rescue then?”

“Well, yes,” Stede says, trying not to feel offended. “Did you think it was a conjugal visit?”

Ed shrugs.

#prisonbreak #competent!Stede #romance

i won’t be falling on my knees to beg you by Hymn

Explicit | 8,802 | Complete

“You made your choice,” Edward insists. “You don’t get to unmake it, Stede. What’s done is done, don’t you know?”

“Ah. I learned that lesson rather recently, yes,” Stede says, very softly.

The expression on his face isn’t fair, Ed thinks. It hurts to look at, all soft and yearning and difficult to resist. The kind of look that makes him angry because of how it also makes him weak. Ed clears his throat, twitches again. Locks his knees tight and clamps his jaw shut, glaring at Stede. The ship keeps sinking beneath them.

“What I also learned,” Stede murmurs, shifting his weight forward. His empty hand comes up, palm open and reaching. “Is that I can be brave. I can be stubborn. I can fight for the life that I want so very, very badly, Edward Teach.”

Ed’s mouth dries. “Y-yeah? And what’s that?”

Stede smiles crookedly. “You.”

#gettingbacktogether #dancing #fluff #hurt/comfort #crying

i’ll recover if you keep me alight by elegantwings

Teen | 4,053 | Complete

It’s almost comical, that someone’s kidnapped Blackbeard and left him on the floor of a dinghy with only his hands tied. Maybe they mistook his drunkenness for a stupor (as if he’d be so lucky), because he’s fully dressed, gun and knife in place, both the obvious and the hidden ones. And he’s always got his teeth, which is enough if they get close enough.

There’s a month of beard underneath the greasepaint, but maybe the kidnapper really is stupid enough not to realize it’s Blackbeard they’ve got restrained on their little boat. Better to wait, keep them settled in a false sense of security until Blackbeard’s ready to strike. It’s got nothing to do with the way Ed’s head throbs and spins, even with his eyes still squeezed tight.

Stede takes Blackbeard prisoner. Ed's always been at his mercy.

#makingup #crying #kidnapped!Ed #prisoner!Ed #kinda?

a simple question by tediousdelusion

Not Rated | 4,327 | Complete

Stede stands and clears his throat. He reaches to adjust his non-existent ascot. "Gentleman, we are in need of a ship. Now, do any of you know where we may be able to procure one without the aid of any, well, funds, as it were?"

"That's stealing." Black Pete runs his hand over his eyes, as if to will away a dawning migraine. "To get something 'without the aid of funds' is stealing. Or, as some call it, piracy."

"Quite. A good thing, then, that we are pirates."

Or, Stede and the (marooned) crew commune with seagulls, sew a flag, and (re)find true love. In that order.

#fixit #bitofangst

Half agony, half hope by lyricl

Explicit | 34,535 | Complete

The first letter appeared only a few weeks after Stede left him alone on that beach. Ed burnt the first, and the second, and the third. But they kept coming.

Or: how Edward Teach got a pen pal, reunited with an old friend, lost a first mate, gained a new one, learned something about seagulls, asked for some fashion advice, found Stede Bonnet, found himself.

#letters #angst #happyending #edhasapenpal #mysterymailservice

i see your face across the sea by winterkill

Mature | 6,115 | Complete

Ed looks at Stede and through him, straight to that gnarled bit of words he can’t dislodge. No one has ever seen Stede like that. There’s a malice, a wariness, in the downward turn of Ed’s mouth.

“So you’ve got nowhere to go?” Ed crosses his arms, “You want your ship back.”

“I want to be on my ship with…with you.”

Our ship. Co-captains. Friends. More than friends.

#gettingbacktogether #soft #hurt/comfort

Together again by Ava1on ❤️

Explicit | 16,087 | Complete

Stede returns to the Revenge. Blackbeard's afraid to get hurt again and reacts before he thinks.

#shot!Stede #loveconfessions #fixit #kinda? #getbacktogether

How do you heal a broken heart? by Torathecat

Mature | 17,938 | Complete

Indifference.

Stede expected so many things when he finally managed to return to the Revenge, but that wasn’t one of them.

Maybe this is his penance?

#kindamean!Ed #he’sjustemotinallyhurting #emotionallyhurtingstede #fluff #angst #makingup #gettingtogether

The Flag Means More by cortexikid

Teen | 5,775 | Complete

Stede watched as the stranger leaned up and kissed Ed on the lips, his heart aching.

“Farewell, Stede Bonnet.”

He blinked, hand trembling at his side.

“Stede Bonnet is dead. I don’t go by that name anymore.”

He could feel Ed's eyes on him, the silent question lingering between them.

“It’s Stede Teach now. You said once that I should make up new names, cool ones, so I thought about combining ours like Blackbonnet or Blackstede or Gentlebeard…but I settled on the one that had the nicest ring to it. Yours.”

#gettingbacktogether #jealousy

can i try again? by roughday

Teen | 3,821 | Complete

Stede knows he may never get Ed’s forgiveness, and if he does it won’t be nearly as easy at it was for him to forgive Ed. But he is thankful for Ed, for his love for Ed, all the same. And he’s okay with that.

#gettingbacktogether #pining

Take the Long Way Home by stereobone

Explicit | 4,535 | Complete

When Stede finally finds Ed, the man is about to attack a Spanish naval ship, so things are worse than he anticipated.

#edgoingoffthedeepend #crying

Here With You by kipli

Explicit | 18,792 | Complete | series: Here

Ed narrowed his gaze. He grabbed Frenchie by the front of his shirt to wrench him aside but before he finished the action there was the most haunting, horrific, insane, incredible sound.

“Ed! Edward! I have come to beg you to allow me to speak with you.”

His whole body did remarkable, distressing things in all directions all at once at the sound of Stede's voice. He roughly shoved Frenchie out of the way and stared dumbfounded at Stede in a boat along with those they'd marooned. He stood at the bow, arms outstretched in his overly dramatic plea.

#fixit #fuckery #inexperienced!Stede #angst #fluff

I’m Glad I Spent It With You by soft_october

Teen | 3,979 | Complete

Two days later, an extremely overcrowded rowboat and its sunburned crew and captain arrive alongside The Revenge.

#firsttime #fixit #loveconfessions

on salty, waves, of faraway seas by Skyuni123

Mature | 12,180 | Complete

stede and edward find their way back to each other, a few mutinies and conversations at a time.

#fixit #firsttime #healing

absolute lithops effect by thinkimkrakenup

Explicit | 10,297 | Complete

Ed mechanically reaches for something he’s kept on purpose: a little potted fern, the one that saved Stede’s life once, the one that supposedly made him a pirate. Ed’s been keeping it watered and relatively happy in the window, because of course Stede fucking Bonnet put a window in a closet. Of course he did. Light everywhere.

He grips it by its little handle and putters back into the main room, sitting at the desk, placing the plant carefully in the center of it.

“Too bad he couldn’t take you with him,” Ed mumbles to the plant, who, shockingly, doesn’t reply. “Maybe you could have saved him a second time.”

In which Lucius reveals that he's alive, and convinces Ed that Stede must be, too. Another reunion fic, but this time, there's only tears of relief.

#crying #cute #thankgodforLucius

Retirement:

it will be worth by InkandOwl ❤️

Mature | 1,879 | Complete

Oh.” Ed looks out to the sprawl of land, their friends milling about like the most lackadaisical group of livestock he’s ever seen, but mostly at Stede. Leaned intently in towards Jim while they tell him about their latest adventures into the tropics. “Sometimes I’m afraid I’ve caged a bird.”

“Hmm.” Lucius looks out towards Stede and claps his hands atop his knees, “You think Stede would prefer whatever the fuck it was we were all doing before over this?”

“Piracy?”

Lucius shakes his head aggressively, “That wasn’t piracy, no, no. That was a shit show.”

Ed, Stede, and realizing that happiness is the adventure

#retirement #domesticbliss #cute

The World That Borders the Sea by thereluctantrose

Teen | 7,725 | Complete

I’m not made for cold,” he grumbled.

“But you are made for me,” Stede grinned, leaning into Ed’s shoulder, “And I reckon I’m more than enough to keep you snug in the depths of December.”

What can a man say to that, exactly? When the sun tells you it can provide, who are you to doubt its capacity for warmth?

#retirement #aging #domesticbliss #gdretirementficsaremyjam

Thus Have I Had Thee, as a Dream Doth Flatter by DaraOakwise

Mature | 31,313 | Complete

Settled into quiet retirement, Stede remembers how he got here, and struggles to find a way to tell Ed that he’s going to leave. Again.

#thisonemademecry #captainEdwards!Stede #Competent!Stede #bittersweetending

Alternate Universe :

Modern:

Doing Hard Time by Rhapsody_Bohemia ⭐️

Mature | 35,869 | Complete

Stede Bonnet’s life took an unexpected turn when he was arrested on two counts of first-degree murder.

But the surprises didn't end there. His cellmate was the notoriously violent bank robber, Blackbeard.

It would take all of their combined cunning, and quite a bit of luck, to formulate and execute an escape plan.

But first, Stede thought, something really needed to be done about the quality of the prison uniforms. (The Shawshank Redeption AU that no one asked for.)

#prison #prisonbreak #cellmates #thisoneissoamazing

The Bikers of Barbados by Kyriea

Teen | 26,160 | Complete

In the modern island of Barbados, Stede Bonnet finds himself "Captain" of the Bikers of Barbados Bicycle group. What he doesn't realize though, is that "Bikers" aren't just limited to bicycle riders, and his quiet rides are disturbed by the roar of a Harley Engine. OR: Stede Bonnet and Ed Teach are members of Biker clubs, with very different meanings.

#bikergangs #fluff #thisoneiscute #miscommunication #oblivious!Stede #angst #happyending

this tired world could change by gangnamstiles

Explicit | 94,526 | Complete

One summer day, two unlikely paths cross in the alley behind Bonnet Group’s towering skyscraper: Stede is at the end of his rope, and Ed’s just taking a smoke break. Of course, after they’ve become inseparable, Ed’s past catches up to him as Stede tries to find a way out of his own obligations, and the solace they’ve found in each other is threatened.

#drama #angst #happyending #smoking #PTSD #kidnapping #attemptedmurder #fluff #recovery #badmintons😡

Pride and Joy by Sarah_hadeschild

Explicit | 20,292 | Complete

In his second year of graduate school, Stede Bonnet decides he's done hiding his identity. He's ready to go to Pride, and to feel the support of a wider community. He'd expected to find a lot of conflicting emotions at the bar that night, but nothing could have prepared him for the wide-eyed fisherman with gentle hands.

#pride #firstkiss #firstmeetings

Checking Out by shieldmadenofmithrilhall

General | 5, 387 | Complete

“There’s no card catalog. I looked. Can’t be a proper library without a card catalog.”

Lucius sighed and looked over at Stede. “Boss, I’ve found you a friend.”

“I guess that’s my cue,” he said, holding out his hand. “Stede Bonnet. Librarian.”

Or: Stede and Ed meet in a library and agree that every library needs a card catalog.

#librarian!Stede #biker!Ed

keep on loving you by karl_jenkins

Mature | 49,478 | Complete

Stede Bonnet is 43 years old, divorced and living on his own for the first time. One night he ends up in Blackbeard’s Bar, seemingly unaware of the reputation of the place and its owner. For Edward Teach, it’s love at first sight.

#Bartender!Ed #pining #divorced!Stede #loveatfirstsight #fluff #lilbitofangst #babygay!Stede

Tattoo shop/Flower shop AU:

Carnations and Lighthouses by BerityBaker

Explicit | 26,031 | Complete

Ed is fascinated by the new tattoo place next door to his flower shop, especially the artist who hasn't got a single tattoo of his own.

#tattooartist!Stede #florist!Ed #firstdate #dancing #fluff

like a flower in bloom, how the ink flows over your skin by ChangetheCircumstances

Mature | 37,574 | Complete

Stede finds that being a convicted felon makes job searching near impossible when the owner of a flower shop takes pity on him and gives him a job. It starts as just Stede fulfilling the requirements of his parole. He certainly didn't agree to the offer with the thought the business and the people around it would change his life.

#fluff #angst #hurt/comfort #ConvictedFelon!Stede #FormerGangLeader!Ed

Stede met Ed at the docks/Ed and Stede both go to visit Mary:

Let’s Run, Run Away by Bedalk05

Teen | 6,789 | Complete | Series: No Strings on Me

After the confrontation in the woods Stede runs, leaving a broken-hearted Ed in his wake. But what if things went differently? What if Stede went to the docks? What if he told Ed everything? What would happen then?

#fixit #happyending #verycute #fluff

Fine Things by Caedmon

Explicit | 41,092 | Complete

Look at that,” Stede said softly, and Ed did. He looked down at the scrap of silk he’d carried in his pocket for the last twenty-some years, and how it was now folded neatly into a pocket square, probably the way it was always meant to be.

“You wear fine things well,” Stede said, looking at Ed as if supremely pleased with himself, and he was beautiful, so fucking beautiful in the moonlight.

He let out a little huff of a laugh, all he felt capable of, while his mind battered him like waves on the side of the ship. Nothing in his life, not one fucking thing, had ever prepared him for this moment. Nothing had ever been soft. He’d been chasing treasure for his entire existence, and he really, honestly thought that, fuck it all, he might have found it. The softness, the fine thing he’d been hunting his whole life, might be standing in front of him right now.

And Ed had always been a greedy bastard. He wanted more of it, all of it.

So without allowing himself a moment to think, he leaned forward and caught Stede Bonnet’s mouth in a kiss.

An AU in which Ed actually lands that kiss, and the story of what happens after.

#gettingtogether #firstkiss #firsttime #loveconfessions #bothgotomarys #happyending #canondivergence

The Only Way Out is Through by scarletjedi

Explicit | 24,882 | Complete

Ed hears the gunshot. It changes things.

#firsttime #lilbitofangst #happyending #fixit

He Painted the Stars in the Sky by Parrlen

Explicit | 24,382 | Complete

In which Stede goes to Ed on the dock, but doesn't immediately tell him what happened, and Ed starts freaking the fuck out about it.

Two middle-aged gay pirates have to figure out how to actually communicate with one another and reckon with their pasts at the same time.

#fluff #smut #angst #happyending #lackofcommunication #hurt/comfort #firsttime #Edmeetsthekids

In the Doldrums Waiting for Me by LaceFedora

Explicit | 29,544 | Complete

“Mary, I have to get to Mary."

He says and Ed feels an unpleasant jolt… Mary. There's that name again. After what he'd heard in the bunk today Ed had finally put together that it was Stede's wife… and really it was silly to be jealous of a woman Stede had literally left…

"Fuck okay… you lived here in Barbados right? She must not be far." Ed says and frowns, looking around. Thankfully it seemed like no one else had been drawn by the noise.

"Have to make it right… have to do something right for once in my life. I have to, I have to." Stede keeps babbling… he's in shock, Ed slowly realizes. He's seen shock do funny things to all sorts of people in his long career. He's seen them throw themselves off ships, walk right into a bullet or a blade. He wouldn’t let that happen to Stede.

#miscommunication #touchstarved!Ed #touchstarved!Stede #angst #happyending

Stranded on deserted island:

Wayfaring by Justkeeptrekkin

Explicit | 34,702 | Complete

The downside to being stuck on a desert island is that Stede's not awfully good at adapting. The upside is that he and Ed can finally have some peace and quiet– that is, if Ed ever wakes up from the gunshot wound in his stomach. Stranded in the middle of who-knows-where, Stede learns the art of reflection and how to embrace the man who looks back.

#firstkiss #firsttime #fluff #stranded #treehouses #pining #hurt!Ed #manoverboard

Time Loop:

and the seas are frozen in time by flashlightinacave

Mature | 12,340 | Complete

“I killed you,” Ed grits out. “I fuckin’ killed you and you’re fuckin’ dead!” His breathing comes out in short, ragged gasps, and Stede longs so badly to take him into his arms and hold him and tell him it’s all going to be alright. The need is animalistic, primal, and it pierces him, more painful than the blow from any sword. “Yesterday I—”

It’s that word—yesterday—that finally makes the pieces click into place, that helps Stede’s brain finally kick into gear.

Ed has officially joined him in his purgatory. Fuck.

or; Stede has lived the day of his failed reunion with Ed over and over again. It’s a purgatory, a punishment for his long list of sins, and he’s stopped trying to find an escape. That is, until Ed starts reliving the day as well.

#lovemeagoodtimeloop #kissing #bothEdandStedeinTimeLoop

weather the storm by one_more_page

Explicit | 10,000 | Complete

Ed runs, Stede follows. Ed stabs Stede, Stede comes back. They duel, they fight, they talk, no matter the encounter Ed wakes the next day with Stede's ship just on the horizon. He’s being haunted by Stede Bonnet.

OR Ed wakes up on the day Stede comes back over and over and over again.

#Edinatimeloop #angst #happyending

stede bonnet’s terrible, no good, very bad, very long day. by Skyuni123

Teen | 5,584 | Complete

Stede Bonnet is shot, on the island, by Chauncey Badminton. Then he wakes up.

#Stedeintimeloop

Daemons:

it’s what isn’t in the name by tciddaemina ⭐️

Mature | 41,022 | Complete

The first thing they see - apart from Captain Bonnet himself, all silked up and frilly and a sight in his own right - is the cat sitting primly by his ankles. She's a white, well-groomed thing, coat as pale and smooth as snow, with a delicate pink ribbon around her neck and a little golden bell hanging at her throat. And sure, she's a little big, on the large side as house cats go, reaching right up to his knee, and a bit leggy as well but the crew still takes one look at her and feel their estimation of their new captain drop another sharp couple of notches.

This, they think incredulously, is the man that proposes to be our fearsome pirate captain?

"My name is Captain Stede Bonnet," the new captain says proudly, sweeping an arm out in greeting, looking so pleased and chuffed and ever so slightly nervous to meet them. "And this is Miss Daisy Bonnet, though of course you may all call her captain as well."

"Two dubloons on a mutiny by the end of the week." Frenchie murmurs with a sharp bite of mirth. On his shoulder, Beauregard lets out a soft tittering laugh, the songbird's beak clicking.

"Not taking that bet." Pete replies snappishly, still glowering sullenly at the captain.

#hurt/comfort #happyending #childhoodtrauma #bullying #badmintons😡 #honestlyloveEdinthis #

i wish i could (and so does he) by OnyxSphinx

Teen | 8,872 | Complete

“Woah, woah,” says Ed, “calm down, man, you’re gonna burst a stitch.”

“I—sorry, just, have you—have you seen a, a butterfly? Mostly blue? I—” and he’s stuttering, in front of Ed, who he wants to impress even though he doesn’t really know why, how embarrassing, but the terror’s there like a vise around his heart and he doesn’t want to think about how Ed will probably be, at best, disgusted if he finds out, god, Stede hopes that Tel is fine, hopes he’s still mazarine blue—

“Ah,” Ed says, and looks, suddenly, a little sheepish. “This little gal?” He picks up a small bowl from the floor, holding it up to Stede. “One of your crew found her collapsed on your bed when we were bringing you in—picked her up and put her in the bowl so she wouldn’t get crushed. I’ve been watching over the both of you the past few days.”

#angst #happyending #ewStede’sFather

Gentleman with an Ermine by terraces

Teen | 4,023 | Complete

Post-finale. Stede and his dæmon have returned to the Revenge, where the wind has abandoned them and the heat has settled in. He wants more than anything to reach out to Blackbeard, but over the course of several late-night conversations, he finds that Ed’s childhood stories and fears may be more literal than he ever dreamed.

#reunion #angst #happyending #Angry!Ed

Non-Human/A Little Bit More Than Human AU:

Beastly Sea Things by Yuu_chi ⭐️

Mature | 12,093 | Work In Progress. (1/2)

The year of Stede’s thirteenth birthday, his father forbids him the sea.

#merman!Stede #fav #thisficisgood

the one where he really is a kraken (between the legs) by draculard

Explicit | 1,029 | Complete

“How'd you get this, anyway?" asks Stede conversationally. "Cursed by a sea witch?"

"No. I mean, I don't think so."

"Half-octopus, half-human?" Stede guesses, and Ed is about to say no again when Stede casually runs his thumb over the outside of Ed's cock, and a low heat unfurls between Ed's legs, and he can't quite force his mouth to form words. "Or did you catch it from someone at port?" Stede asks, suddenly concerned.

"It's not a disease," Ed grinds out, his teeth gritted. "And it's not a curse, and I'm not half-octopus. It's a tentacle. It just... is."

"Oh?" says Stede. "Well, that's good to know."

#kraken!Ed #kinda? #fluff #smut

Sing Me Awake by Bedalk05

Mature | 28,264 | Complete

While pirates might be more willing to believe in the mythical and fantastical than the average human, Ed still didn’t expect to witness literal proof of magic board his ship and promptly befriend him, let alone learn that the tales his mother used to tell him were all true. At first he thought the gods were playing a joke on him. (Really? The kraken?) But Stede was nothing like what Ed imagined. And he certainly didn’t imagine falling in love.

“Naked,” Ed found it important to point out numbly as the now human-shaped creature worked to stand. His broken brain valiantly attempted to process the fact that the monster straight out of a nightmare had transformed into what could arguably be called a man, complete with soft blond hair sans horns. But he was still far from human. Though he now possessed human-looking skin, dark teal scales still spiraled up and down his body and a stray tentacle waved through the air before retreating into his fucking back what the actual fuck.

#gettingtogether #kraken!Stede #fluff #hurt/comfort #protective!Ed #foundfamily #lilbitofangst #protective!Stede

a love that echoes through the distance by OnyxSphinx

Teen | 16,872 | Complete

Ed finds the pelt in a chest hidden beneath the sink in the bathroom past the auxiliary closet weeks after marooning most of the crew. With nothing else of Stede's left, it becomes the one thing that he can turn to for comfort, the last reminder of the man who left him—though he has no idea just how true the tie between it and Stede is. Or: the one where Stede's a selkie, and in some ways, it changes everything.

#selkie!Stede #angst #happyending #recovery #miscommunication

Just some good stories, fam:

All That Glitters by Vulcandon ⭐️

Explicit | 17,367 | Complete | series: Red Sky At Morning

Featuring cursed treasure chests, storms, meringues, the disastrous results of Ed's attempt to take a turn playing sugar daddy, and a particularly foulmouthed parrot.

“Well I'm not touching it," Frenchie says, crossing his arms. "Bad luck, curses. Right up there with whistling, women, Fridays…”

“I think we understand,” Stede says hurriedly but Frenchie seems to be getting into a roll now, ticking them off on his fingers as he goes.

“Trimming your nails, trimming your nails on a Friday…”

“Very bad that one,” Buttons says, nodding. “Aye. Knew a lad who got his throat slit for that.”

“Redheads, clergyman, killing albatrosses…bananas, obviously…”

“Okay that’s enough!” Ed snaps. “There’s no bloody curse.”

“But if anyone wants to give up their share,” Stede pipes up, “We will of course, understand.”

#curses #hurt/comfort #adventure #establishedrelationship #competent!Stede

Trials of the Marauders by BirdestofBrains

Mature | 54,400 | Complete

Everyone in the world has a magical ability – Some sort of a knack. For a lot of people, that knack involves small talents – Like tying one’s shoe perfectly every time, or having the exact amount of change on hand for any given moment. To be a pirate, though, your knack has to be powerful. Controlling the tides, or summoning a storm to hinder your opponent.

Every year, the fae invites all the pirates of the land to compete in the Trial of the Marauders, a ruthless test of power and wit to find the best of the best.

Blackbeard has won every year for nearly a decade. He's planning on winning again. But after an incident with the English, he finds himself down a ship. Luckily there's guileless Captain Bonnet ready to offer his own ship for the taking. Borrowing. Yes, the borrowing.

It'll be easy to convince the crew to mutiny, and Blackbeard will be sailing under his own colors again, ready to win it all. Right?

#magic #trials #fae #slowburn #magicalpowers #lovestedeandedinthis

An Awfully Big Adventure by trinityofone

Teen | 16,051 | Complete

After Ed's grief takes a mysterious turn, the crew of the Revenge finds itself trapped on a cursed isle. In order to rescue his captain, Izzy—the only one who hasn't fallen victim to the place's spell—is forced to team up with the very last person he would choose: Stede Bonnet.

#ageregression #poorIzzylol #ilovethisone #sogood #happyending #Clever!Stede #weirdisland

The course of true love never did run smooth by nebulas

General | 131,103 | Complete

Blackbeard finds some interesting underlined sentences and notes in Stede's books. Who is the co-captain deeply in love with? Why are the crew holding a secret betting contest that he isn't allowed to know about? Blackbeard hates secrets. Almost as much as Stede's secret paramour.

#fluff #lilbitofanidiot!ed

put me back together by ShowMeAHero

Teen | 4,219 | Complete

Stede can’t help crying out in pain, in the next beat, finally giving in when an instinctive sound comes up. It’s loud, and the crew goes dead silent around him.

Stede doesn’t even notice. He’s just trying to breathe, skin tugging painfully, when a door bangs open at the opposite end of the ship.

“What the fuck was that?” Ed demands from afar, voice heard easily over the crash of the sea around them. “Was that Stede? Where the fuck is he?”

“Oh, no,” Lucius says quietly.

“If you jump overboard, babe, I swear I’ll come back for you,” Black Pete promises him.

or: lucius accidentally gives stede a flesh wound, and ed loses his mind like they're not all pirates.

#domestic #crewasfamily #lilbitofangst #fluff #accidents #hurt/comfort

separating salt from water by morian

Mature | 6,082 | Complete

“Hey." Ed reaches across because it's the only thing that feels right. He grasps Stede's wrist and smoothes the pad of his thumb across his knuckles. Stede stops fiddling with his ring and looks up at him, wide-eyed. "This isn't Captain shit. This is God shit. Are you God?"

The room is blank with silence.

Gently, Ed repeats, "Are you God, Stede?"

Stede's voice is thin and high when he answers, "I'm not God."

"And is God here, in this room?"

Comically, Stede looks around like he might find God perched on the edge of his desk, or pulling books from his shelves to examine the spines.

"He's not," Stede concedes.

"That's right, mate. Stupid bugger doesn't associate himself with pirates."

Or: The Revenge has been becalmed for six days. Ed has bigger things to worry about, like sharks and being in love.

#sharkhunting #becalming #edgoin’crazycauseofstede #lilbitofoblivious!Stede

Talk It Through by Calminaiel

Explicit | 6,142 | Complete

Lucius thinks it'd be funny for the crew to weigh in on Captain Bonnet's relationship woes. It goes better than expected.

#fluff #firsttime #talkitthroughasacrew #happyending #lilbitofangst

A Treasure Too Valuable to Surrender by actualvarric

Teen | 5,824 | Complete

Stede and Ed meet a dashing thief whose only objective, it seems, is to steal Stede's heart. This troubles Ed, because, well... it's working. Ed has to come up with a plan to steal him back before it's too late! (Or: What if it was Stede and a suitor in 1x08 instead of Calico Jack and Ed?)

#Jealousy #Jealous!Ed #gettingtogether

dreams made real by petrichorca ❤️

Mature | 3,257 | Complete

Stede Bonnet meets a familiar-looking boy picking flowers in a meadow.

#kid!stede #ilovethisone #flowers

Bones Adrift by Skriforces ❤️

Explicit | 15,379 | Work In Progress (2/6)

The Revenge spots a drifting, seemingly abandoned ship. Is it haunted, overrun by demons, or full of vampire-mermaids? Probably none of the above, Ed and Stede think, though some of the crew have different ideas. There does seem to be something wrong about that ship though. It warrants some investigation.

#ghoststory! #horrorstory! #soexcited! #ilovethisone #pining #fluff #adventure #gettingtogether

Hurt!Stede

I Couldn’t Reach You in Time by RiverKaze

Teen | 6,040 | Complete

What if Chauncey wasn't so inebriated as to have shot himself in the head immediately? What if Izzy did get thrown overboard? What if...?

#shot!Stede #hurt/comfort #happyending #angst

damn your love, damn your lies by ObsessedWithFandom

Teen | 7,031 | Complete

What if Badminton pulled the trigger?

#shot!Stede #angst #happyending #gettingtogether

The Rest of it by thebisexualbanshee

Not Rated | 9,271 | Complete

Blackbeard leaned his elbows on the railing at the bow of the Revenge, fiddling with the neck of a whiskey bottle and staring at the encroaching storm. They were sailing straight for it, but it would hit them even if they weren’t; the wind was hard and fast—inescapable. No matter. He’d weathered worse. This storm would be no different. After all, he wasn’t really Edward anymore. Definitely not Ed. He was Blackbeard again. And Blackbeard never loses. But Ed does. Ed did. Stede Bonnet was dead.

#shot!Stede #hurt/comfort #gettingbacktogether #angst

our blood is thicker than storms and saltwater by ShowMeAHero ❤️

Mature | 10,835 | Complete

“No!” Ed screams instinctively. He doesn’t know what’s happened, but he knows he’s heard a gunshot, and he knows Stede’s hands are slipping out of his, and he knows, a second later, that Stede’s let go of the railing to fall into the sea below.

Somebody grabs onto Ed’s shoulder, but he wrenches them off of him without a second thought. He wrestles his boots off, then his weapons, but he doesn’t care to tear off anything else— there isn’t time for it, not now, not when—

“Captain, don’t!” Frenchie shouts behind him.

Ed ignores him. The Revenge doesn’t have a captain if Stede Bonnet’s not on board.

#angst #happyending #fluff #drowning #domestic #hurt/comfort

my smile’s an open wound with you by hanlonbirds

Not Rated | 4,151 | Complete

Stede chuckled to himself despite it all. He wasn't a pirate, he was a little rich boy playing pretend. Well, look where it got him. This was the closest he’d ever been to being an actual pirate, locked in a dim cell awaiting his death. Stede allowed his eyes to fall closed again. Or, Stede was kidnapped and Ed would tear the earth apart to find him.

#protective!Ed #kidnapped!Stede

Bonny Bonnet & Blackbeard by Harley_Quinn09876

Explicit | 47,811 | Complete

Ed runs into an old friend of his, Anne Bonny, who informs him that Ed's old captain, Hornigold, has turned pirate hunter and has captured Stede as well as Anne's own partner Mary Reed.

The two agree to work together to perform a prison break, but once rescues are made, that's when the real hurt and healing begins.

#romance #fixit #angst #hurt/comfort #trauma #impliedtorture #recovery

all that I am led me to you by profdanglais

Teen | 15,708 | Complete

For ten years, Mary Allamby Bonnet has barely given any thought to her "late" husband Stede. She's been far too busy enjoying her life as his wealthy widow. Until the night that Stede appears at her door, badly wounded, in the arms of the most feared pirate in history.

Until that moment Mary had never truly believed the Wanted posters that claimed Stede as a "known associate" of Blackbeard's. Yet here he is, in her home, less the legendary pirate captain than simply Stede's Ed, a man terrified of losing the love of his life. He won't, though. Not if Mary has anything to say about it.

#hurt/comfort #mary!!!! #ed&maryfriendship #shot!stede #lowkeyed&stederetirement

Just smut, my guy

Close Quarters by FortinbrasFTW

Explicit | 4,236 | Complete

“The fuck?” Ed manages, instantly getting his foot stuck in a nearby bucket.

“Sh-shh!” Stede pushes two fingers against his lips to shut him up.

Ed goes still and a bit cross-eyed, staring down at the hand on his mouth. Stede moves it away, with a mouthed “sorry!” focusing intently on the sounds outside the shed instead.

In the alley, hurried steps and shouting voices rush past; they catch fragments of: “Where the fuck did they go then?” or “Keep looking!” and even “The short one looks like a bloody birthday cake, how do you lose that—”

#smut #trappedinacloset #tightspaces #hairpulling #firstkiss #gettingtogether

Rough Winds Do Shake by HeckinaHandbasket

Explicit | 4,148 | Complete

He returned with the book, tapping it on Ed’s leg as he reclaimed his seat in the chair. “I’ve always been rather partial to a sonnet, myself. Though they’ve often left me feeling somewhat melancholy.”

They’d often left him filled with longing, left him feeling empty, and strange, as if he were missing something vital to the human experience. He loved them, still. Pain was the price of beauty, after all.

Stede glanced up at Ed, smiling at the effortlessly lovely picture he made, backlit by a dozen candles. “Although, I wonder, now, if it might be different.”

Ed shifted on the arm of the chair, throwing his own arm over Stede’s shoulders to peer at the book. “Different, how?”

Without thinking, Stede bumped his forehead against Ed’s shoulder, joyful honesty bubbling out of him like seafoam. “Well, with you, of course. Everything is different with you.”

A deep, thoughtful line appeared between Ed’s brows as he examined Stede’s face. “Is it?”

#firsttime #blowjobs #oralsex

and let your hair hang down by Ark

Explicit | 3,112 | Complete

Stede exhales, warm breath stirring Ed's hair. "Again?"

"Stede," says Ed, "I'd sit on your cock all day for a chair and captain the ship like that if the option was available."

#roughsex #analsex #cute

rather exquisite by leaveanote

Explicit | 4,417 | Complete

Stede fucks him exactly once and Ed feels fucking wild with it the next day. So desperate to have him again he can barely think, and as nervous and excited as the moments after the first time they'd kissed. And, given how that wound up going, all the more anxious about losing him.

#analsex #oralsex #bottom!Ed #top!Stede #romance

#blackbonnet #ofmd #our flag means death #edward teach #stede bonnet #blackbeard #fanfic rec list #fic recs

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fizzigigsimmer · 1 year

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To B, With Love

Slowly but surely the next chapter is coming together. My work load went up so writing is a bit slower these days. To tide you over here is a snippet from the next chapter. One of Steve’s last letters to Billy before they actually meet. Bless him.

Dear B,

I am not an impulsive person by nature. It wouldn’t be very good to start our relationship off with a lie so I will be frank. I am what my mother would describe as impulsive, but I promise it is usually in a very endearing manner. There is a big difference between betting Mr. Howard that my Bavarian Beauty could beat any stock pony he put her up against on an endurance ride, and deciding to tear off across the country without a chaperone or any assistance besides my poor duped companions. And you should know, no harm resulted from my bet with Mr. Howard besides a little hurt pride and a busted lip. That is not to say I make a habit of boxing either, it is just that Mr. Howard is a sore loser and I could not allow his refusal to honor our wager to go unchallenged. He is unfortunately a better boxer than he is a rider, but I will always have the memory of having shown him up where it counts.

Oh dear. I don’t think this has been very helpful at all in convincing you that I have a decent head on my shoulders and you need not worry about what trouble I will bring to your doorstep. Never mind, I vow from this moment forward that I will be nothing but the picture of sensibility and do my very best to avoid getting into starting fights. I’m sure you’ll agree that certain things must be fought for. You won’t like your omega throwing firsts but I will make up for it by being the perfect partner in all other ways. I will never be cross or raise my voice and I will never give you cause to worry or to regret taking me as your mate. I cannot fathom how you could be more nervous than I about how we will get on together, but as you said alphas are people too and they cannot be brave or strong all the time. So if you are as scared as I am, that is fine. We can be scared and then brave together in order to find our happiness.

I really do think we will be very happy, because even in my dire situation (which I promise to explain) I could not have convinced myself to come to you if I had not already experienced some of the happiest moments of my life, reading your letters.

Thank you for being my friend Alpha. I hope we will always be that, and even if all we ever are is that then it will be enough. Not everyone is lucky enough to grow old beside a friend.

With Love,

Steve.

#harringrove #harringrove fic #to b with love #snippets #fizzi writes fic

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buddygoodboyesq · 1 year

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I watch Disney movies alone. Can’t watch ‘em with most people.

I’m on the autism spectrum, and one of my superpowers is that I have special interests, fixations on certain topics to the point where I learn all I can about it and like to talk about it whenever I can.

At the moment, I’m into 2D animation to the point where I hunted down specialty animation tools like an animation disc and Acme-registered cel transparencies so I could learn to make my own animation cels. I’m reading about layouts, how to paint backgrounds, timing for animation, and I’ve even made a few (very) short animations myself. I am having a great time with it.

Ain’t he a cutie pie?

My special interests sometimes override my conversation limiter and I wind up talking someone’s ear off about something they may not care about. Luckily, I’m surrounded by very kind and understanding people, so it doesn’t come up as a problem that often.

When it does, though, it hurts. My Kryptonite is rejection sensitivity—if someone doesn’t match my level of intensity on a topic, it can feel like a rejection, not only of my interest, but of me. It’s not logical. I’m working on it.

Anyway, 2D animation is a niche interest within a niche interest—the adults who still watch cartoons are rare to find, and those who can tell a Chuck Jones from a Bob McKimson are rarer still. It’s hard to find someone who wants to pause The Lion King II: Simba’s Pride and look up who directed the animation for a certain character because their head moved in a cool way.

So for now, I watch Disney movies by myself, just to avoid feeling like my enthusiasm may be a turnoff, but I’m going to be brave and branch out. Exposure therapy is a good way to deal with fear, so I’m trying to express my interests more openly, and logically thinking through any possible responses to address the illogical fear of rejection. Worst case scenario is, someone doesn’t want to watch Fantasia with me—I’m not likely to lose friendships over being overly enthusiastic. In fact, I’m more likely to strengthen friendships if we have that in common.

Want to watch Zootopia+ together?

#animation #2d animation #special interest #autism #social anxiety #rejection sensitivity

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faolanrune · 11 months

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Whoo boy this one is emotion packed for me. This is what I could very easily see you saying to Lum when you take over as governor, few lyric changes to match timeline but otherwise the same. Hope by NF. Blue for you and red for Lum.

“Lum it’s time to step down. You’ve done nothing but harm this colony and haven’t given a shit about our well-being since the day you stepped foot here.”

“Who else could ever possibly lead this colony like me? Do you really think that you? A child? Could ever lead Vertumna?”

“I’m not a child any more Lum. You’ve had your run, time to let someone competent take charge here”

Five long years you been draggin' your feet

Tellin' us we’re the reason we're stagnant

Five long years you've been claiming you're honest

And promising progress, well, where's it at?

I don't want you to feel like a failure

I know this hurts

You hoped some fake sympathy might grant you some ease with stripping this rank from him. But it would take time to see if it worked.

But we gave you your chance to deliver

Now it's my turn

Don't get me wrong, Lum, you've had a great run

But it's time to give the people somethin' different

So without further ado, I'd

Like to introduce my candidacy as governor.

Here’s my promise to you all

Hope

What's my definition of success?

Listening to what your heart says

Standing up for what you know is

Right, while everybody else is

Tucking their tail between their legs

What's my definition of success?

Creating something no one else can

Being brave enough to dream big

Grindin' when you're told to just quit

Giving more when you got nothin' left

It's a person that'll take a chance on

Something they were told could never happen

You motioned towards Tang standing off to the side

It's a person that can see the bright side through the dark times when there ain't one

Tammy and her kiddo smiled as you outstretched a hand towards her

It's when someone who ain't never had nothin'

Ain't afraid to walk away from more profit

'Cause they'd rather do somethin' that they really love and take the pay cut

Rex and Nomi Nomi gave you warm grins and cheered you on.

It's a person that would never waver

Or change who they are

Just to try and gain some credibility

So they could feel accepted by a stranger

Cal stood strong and gave you a solid nod at your acknowledgment

It's a person that can take the failures in their life and turn them into motivation

You winked over at Anemone and Marz.

It's believing in yourself when no one else does, it's amazing

What a little bit of faith can do if you don't even believe in you

Why would you think or expect anybody else that's around you to?

I done did things that I regret

I done said things I can't take back

Flashes of past lives flicker through your head. Regrets and words you could never take back.

Was a lost soul at a crossroad who had no hope but I changed that

I spent years of my life holdin' on to things I never should've kept, full of hatred

Years of my life carryin' a lot of baggage that I should've walked away from

Years of my life wishin' I was someone different, lookin' for some validation

Years of my life tryna fill the void, pretending I was in

They get it

Growing pain's a necessary evil

Difficult to go through, yes, but beneficial

Some would say having a mental breakdown is a negative thing

Which on one hand, I agree with

On the other hand, it was the push I needed

To get help and start the healing process, see

If I'd have never hit rock bottom

Would I be the person that I am today?

I don't believe so

I'm a prime example of what happens when you choose to not accept defeat and face your demons

Took me many years to realize that if you want to get the opportunity

To be the greatest version of yourself

Sometimes you got to be someone you're not to hear the voice of reason

The crowd was showing interest, gathering and murmuring amongst each other. Rallying to your side.

Five long years of running, Five long years of searching

Five long years of hurting, Five long years of pain

Five long years of fearful, Five long years of anger

Five long years of empty, Five long years of shame

Five long years of broken, Five long years of anguish

Five long years of hopeless, Five long years of (hey)

Five long years of never, Five long years of maybe

Five long years of later, Five long years of fake

Five long years of hollow, Five long years of sorrow

Five long years of darkness, Five long years of Lum

Five long years of baggage, Five long years of sadness

Five long years of stagnant, Five long years of chains

Five long years of anxious, Five long years of suffering

Five long years of torment, Five long years of (wait)

Five long years of bitter, Five long years of lonely

Five long years of pushing everyone away

Lum was visibly angry now. Trying to get in your face and attempt to intimidate you. But you refused to back down, and you shoved your face right back in his. Matching him beat for beat as he tried to seed self doubt in your head.

(You'll never evolve) I know I can change

(We are not enough) we are not the same

(You don't have the heart) you don't have the strength

(You don't have the will) you don't have the faith

(You'll never be loved) you'll never be safe

(Might as well give up) not running away

(You don't have the guts) you're the one afraid

I'm the one in charge

I'm taking the (no)

I'm taking the Reigns

#fiction #iwatex #iwatec #fanfic #headcanon #teenage exocolonist

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stinkyme · 1 year

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do you think a person can be sweet and „badass“ at the same time?

i often feel like my shy, empathic nature makes me weak and inferior and i’d really like to be more tough and confident without losing my „sweetness“, but i kinda feel like that’s impossible :( i am often very snippy and sarcastic, i’m also pretty hot headed, and i sometimes don’t know which side of me is the „real me“.

hmm, there is this quote I vividly remember that goes something like "don't think because I am kind that I can't be cruel" and of course, I don't mean it to that extent however the point is one of your traits doesn't have to exclude the other one, no matter how contradictory they may be

I think a lot of us try to fit into certain frame and fit in certain personality type just to satisfy people around us and to make ourselves feel less uncomfortable with existing because often times we feel like it's unfair for us to exist and contradict ourselves which is really ironic in a sense because how do you pack up a humanity in one person in only one box and few traits? I think most important thing we can do for ourselves is let ourselves be and exist the way we are, obviously if you have toxic traits and struggle with certain things - work on them as much as you can, however accept that also you won't be able to change everything about yourself but as long as you make choices that would do something good for you (and/or others in a sense where you don't hurt someone on purpose) that's all it matters because it means you are trying

Sylvia Plath said how it pains her deeply that she can't live and experience all the lives she wants to live and be all the people she wants to be however Albert Camus said that you won't be able to live or experience all lives you want to so simply do yourself a favor and experience yourself which to me basically represents that one human being is wide and flexible enough to be able to be so many things regardless are they similar or not

On the other hand, really important thing is to know that your behavior is also influenced by a situation you are in - you wont act the same at injustice, watching your favorite movie and idk dumb example but being face to face with a hungry lion simply because those are different situations that provoke different emotions that provoke different reactions and different part of you and remember that personality traits can coexist in one person and they coexist for a reason and it's okay that they coexist

To add to that, "real me" could be so many things, I think people often times misjudge and criticize themselves but let me ask you something, were you ever hot headed, sarcastic or kind just to manipulate people and actively chose that behavior just for someone to get that image of you? Sometimes we fake something because we feel shitty or have to handle situation and I am not talking about that, but actual manipulation and trying to make people believe you are something and you know that you are completely different? No? Then that's all real you my love :)

Also, I definitely think person can be badass, confident and kind at the same time but once again - it depends on a situation you are in :) You can be kind but set boundaries and you can be kind and confident in who you are and your kindess, however self confidence stems from self trust which we often times forget, we need to learn to trust ourselves too, we are the only ones who will live in this body forever and we are the only ones who know what we exactly feel and experience and deal with it every single day so don't you think you deserve a bit of pat on the back for yourself? :)

It's really silly how we often characterize sweetnes, empathy and kindess as something weak or something to be ashamed of, I completely disagree with that. Being kind, sweet and empathetic is like opening your chest to the world even after you suffered huge damage from it which makes you nothing but courageous, brave and strong in my eyes. It takes a very strong person to be that because world often times mistreats people who are kind and often times shove them aside as people who are "inferior", there is nothing inferior about having a huge heart, soul and emotional intelligence to be in tune with the world around you, it takes very wise and strong person to be able to do so and to choose kindess as many times as possible just shows how amazing you are :)

I was considered kind by people in my past and when I would stand up for myself I would be considered fake because it doesn't fit their criteria and idea of who should I be as a person, but guess what? It's not your job to fit their criteria, it's not your obligation to shrink yourself and let yourself be hurt just because people expect you to be always kind, you don't have to be

The more you grow the more you realize not everyone deserve your kindess and that's okay too, you are allowed to stand up for yourself and you are allowed to share your kindess where you think it's deserved because it's your kindess and your soul and you need to take care of yourself too :) So be kind, be wonderful just like you are but take pride in that, let your kindess bring your confidence and remember thaz it doesn't limit you in any sense, you are allowed to stand up for yourself too and you are allowed to be confident without losing your sweetness, they don't exclude each other by any means :) <3

#stinkyanswers #I HOPE THIS HELPED MY SWEET ANON #it's all about self work and just letting yourself exist without bounding yourself to fit certain image #in my eyes you are strong and wonderful and by no means inferior :)#kindess comes in so many shapes and forms my love :) <3 #so does everything else and so does all of us #i met so many kind people yet they are all different but regardless of that they are still kind to the bone :)

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intothewickedwood · 2 years

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Once Upon A Time In Wonderland Rewatch: 1x10 Dirty Little Secrets

Oh God, it’s HER! The Woman in the Well is gonna be in this episode and I am not okay. She is legit the most terrifying thing I’ve ever seen or heard so I will not be looking at her. I really hope I don’t see her by accident!

Cyrus was such a little sh*t back in the day. I still love him though. Cool to see he’s not perfect.

I think Cyrus is the middle brother, right?

What bastards! How did they find out where the brother’s lived? Cheating doesn’t warrant getting your house set on fire. Their poor mother!

Will (about his bottle): “There’s not a lot of elbow room. And do you know what else there isn’t.” Alice: “Please don’t tell us.” Will: “A toilet!” God, I love there dynamic and for real, I was thinking that! Poor Cyrus, all that time with no toilet, no bath. Where’s a genie supposed to go?

Anastasia: “Magical waters flow underneath all of the lands.” That reminds me of what August said to Emma in 1x13: “Water is a very powerful thing. Cultures as old as time have worshiped it. It flows throughout all lands, connecting the entire world. If anything had mystical properties, if anything had magic... well, I'd say it'd be water.” I guess that’s how mermaids can travel across realms. And it seems you can summon the guardian of the well from anywhere. Jesus Christ, she better not crawl out of my bath!! #neverusingwateragain

The Jabberwocky: “... or would you rather talk about your 2 children, who are being bathed by their mother in the river as we speak? ‘How quickly can she get there?’, you're wondering. ‘How will she k*ll them? Will she have mercy on the baby?’ The answers are... very fast, very slow, and no. I don't care much for babies.” Got she’s chilling.

I wonder what she whispered to him. Something about Lizard?

The Jabberwocky’s definitely a telepath.

Eww gross! Gross! Can’t believe they took out Lizard’s- now googly- eyes and are using them to see what she saw. Can’t they just use a dreamcatcher or something, like Emma used with Pongo. I guess it wouldn’t work because she’s dead. Poor Lizard.

I’m feeling sick looking at those!

Apparently, Jafar’s chant; “De visu intueri. Visione revelare” is latin for “to look out of sight. To reveal a vision” according to good old, untrusty google translate.

It’s interesting that Jafar uses so much Latin to cast his spells. I don’t remember if we saw any other characters in Ouat use it. Maybe Amara taught him a whole other type of magic.

Alice: “Are you looking forward to seeing your brothers again?” Me: “You know who I’m freaking not looking forward to seeing again?!”

Rabbit really needs a break.

Wow. Ana really wants to help now. Good for her!

Jabber’s having so much fun playing peekaboo with Ana.

It’s like Jabber’s voice is coming from inside Ana’s head. So cool!

Oh snap! She’s been impaled! That looks painful!

The way Jabber looks hurt and then starts laughing in a taunting manner.

Ouch! And then just freaking stretches her way through the swords hilt like it’s nothing!

Ana looks like she’s going to collapse.

Oh, it’s fine, Jabber headbutted her unconscious instead haha!

Jabber’s having so much fun. You go girl!

I love Ana too, but I just want Jabber to thrive, okay??

Love this door riddle.

Everything he says is a lie so does that mean none of the doors lead to certain doom?

JESUS CHRIST!! My computer messed up, so I had to fast forward back to where I was, and I accidently saw some of the Guardian’s face and I am not okay!! Ngl, kinda terrified right now.

Be brave, Becky. Be brave. Whenever I’m scared, I try to think of myself as Charming wielding my sword and ready to face whatever comes for me. It really helped me because I used to be frightened of my own shadow. I still can be but it’s nowhere near what it used to be. Anyway, gonna pick up one of my toy swords and cuddle it for the remainder of this episode.

Okay, here she comes. Not looking. Not looking.

Why does she talk like that?! I want my mummy!

Well, at least she said sorry for their suffering.

So, is that riddle guy a human who’s been given instructions to tell lies or is he some sort of creature who can only tell lies?

Oh, he disappeared. Must be some sort of magical illusion.

Well done Alice for figuring that out! She’s actually pretty clever. I always forget that.

Jafar must be confused about Ana’s sudden change of accent.

Jafar: “It would never have worked out between us!” So, were they, like, together romantically? I’m so confused about that.

Now he’s stroking her forehead with his nose. What went on between them? Or are they just like that?

She’s coming again, isn’t she? Sh*t, sh*t, sh*t.

Their mum’s okay!

And the big reveal! Cyrus’ mother is Amara! I think I remember this absolutely shook me.

They’re so happy!

Tell him where his mummy is!

Please.

Also, don’t hurt me.

Amara: “She’s coming for you.” AAAAAAAAAH!

My worst nightmare! Run for your lives!!

I’m not watching her, but I know she just emerges from the water in the floor and that is the creepiest sh*t ever.

My mum and I always joke that because of her dreads, she’s Jamaican and we randomly say, “give me back me watah!!” in a scary Jamaican accent, while imitating her, to frighten each other. We’re of Jamaican descent, so it brings us endless joy.

Will: “You know she can't hurt you.” Jabber: “I don't want to hurt you. I want to help you. You've suffered so much. You've already lived a life of fear, haven't you? You believe that if the prince had chosen you instead of your stepsister, then... your mother would have loved you. And now you fear that love is forever out of reach, and that deep, dark hole in your heart will remain empty... a hollow reminder... of the life you could have had. [ Laughs ] [ Inhales deeply ] Can you feel me inside that head of yours, drifting from room to room? I can see... everything. There's a darkness in you. It's like a disease. It's rotting you from the inside. You ran away from the only love you've ever had, and now you fear... ...you'll never get it back. You and I have something in common now. We both know exactly who you are. And you're terrified that it's only a matter of time before he knows, too. You can't ever get his love back. [ Gasps ] But that's not really what you want. Is it? Or you never would have donned that crown all those years ago. You made the right choice. Do it again. Wish for your precious... precious... crown.” Jabber’s powers are so cool! I love what she does. She is absolutely destroying poor Ana by getting in her head. Also, come on, a stepsister and a prince? She’s gotta be Cinderella’s stepsister, right?

Oh my God and the way she makes her wish for her crown and jewels. They seem like such silly items in the grand scheme of things, and she’s forced to wish for them, reminding her of the life she chose over Will. It was all worthless without love.

If I was Ana, I’d wish for a Pizza. At least you can do more than wear a pizza.

She can’t bear to see Will hurt.

You can tell Jabber is actually doing something inside Ana’s head. We can only see half of what she’s doing to affect her. She gives new meaning to the phrase, “messing with your head.”

That was such an awesome scene! I wish every ouat and ouatiw character was put through this so we could learn each of their deepest fears. So, I want a spin off series called: Fun Therapy Sessions with Jabber right before Therapy Sessions with Archie. I kinda wanna make a fic series about this. I’m a hurt/comfort gal, what can I say? If anyone wants a to write this, I’ll give you all my cookies!

Sweet of Tweedledum to still care about the Red Queen even though she was awful to him.

Cyrus: “Alice, you followed me. How much did you see?” Alice: “Oh not much. Just enough to give me nightmares for the rest of my life.”

Only 3 episodes left! I’m not ready to say goodbye! This series is awesome!

#ouat #once upon a time #ouatiw #once upon a time in wonderland #scarlet queen #alice in wonderland #will scarlet #the red queen #jafar #the jabberwocky #jabberwocky #ouatiw 1x10 dirty little secrets #ouatiw 1x10 #1x10 dirty little secrets #ouatiw dirty little secrets #ouatiw rewatch #ouatiw rewatch 2022 #ouat rewatch #ouat rewatch 2019

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khaleesiofalicante · 2 years

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Holaaaaa!!! I'm here!!! TUMBLR don't you fucking dare 🤨

Ok... here we go!!

I Don't Fucking Have Daddy Issues!

THE BEGINNING

Dear Shinyun,

I hope you are well.

Remember when I didn't like Shinyun?? I was wrong I'm a better hoe now!!

The only reason I’m writing to you – and to Edom by extension – is that I truly believe I earned this scholarship.

Yes, you have... I'm so proud of Magnus!!

“Nah. I know you liked it,” Alec grins into his neck.

Magnus smiles widely. “Challenge accepted, Alec Lightwood.”

Alec grins back. “Get to work, Magnus Bane.”

Sexy times are the best times!!!

“Do you know someone called Camille Belcourt?”

Unfortunately!! 🤢

“Um,” Alec says. “You said her name in your sleep.”

I detect lies!!! Alexander what the fuck???

“Valentine found out about Jace and Clary,” Alec sighs. “See? Nothing good comes out of putting your personal shit on the internet.”

Fuck Valentine!!!!

“No,” Alec replies. “It’s Clary’s. She shouldn’t have let this relationship happen. Not when she knows what her father did to Jace-”

No it isn't, I love this parallels so much because we always see things a certain way UNTIL it happens to us, then everything changes, I understand my twin because I am guilty of this myself 😞

“So, what? I can’t talk when I’m drunk?”

You can but you shouldn't, you'll fuck up!!

He doesn’t know if he is defending Clary – or himself.

“You can’t heal in a toxic environment!” Alec says in annoyance.

Imagine this Alec and future Alec having a conversation 😶

“Magnus! We moved on from that! Fucking Christ!”

When?? I haven't, Magnus hasn't!! You know what?? No more drinking for you!!

Magnus is tired of having to live with stuff for the rest of his life.

I wish he could say all those things, I wish his depression didn’t fuck with his communication skills 😭😭

“Yeah. Well. At least he didn’t rape my mom.”

Noooooooooooooo!!!! This is the cursed snippet

All he knows is that apologies feel good.

And Alec is very good at apologies.

I am not at this moment OK 😭

THE MIDDLE

I can already tell this part is going to hurt a lot!!!

“I would if I could,” Rafael sighs. “Anjali doesn’t let me.”

I too would do anything and everything Anjali told me because she is a Godess!!!

This is the first time they’ve canceled their weekly family meetings.

😭😭😭

He wonders who does Max’s hair now.

Is that why Max cut his hair?? 😭😭

Magnus moves forward. “I’d like to see it anyway.

Maybe you should listen to Rafe, he knows best!!

I will not be accepting any criticism about my family!!!! They are ALL going through a lot!! Mistakes will be made!!

“No. No, he doesn’t respond to my messages.”

Mavid pain hits differently, deeper 😭😭

Even though they called the boys Lightwood-Bane, they were only Lightwoods on paper.

What was that??? What about Alec adopting on his own??? 🤨

“Magnus,” Alec says, wiping his face with a wet towel. “What are you doing here?”

Horny mode ACTIVATED 🥵

I have a picture for this 😈 not me visualizing moodboards as I read 🤫

He wants Alec in every way possible to want another human being.

How is this both sexy and sad??

The thought of getting back together, even as a joke, hurts too much.

What is this?? Why am I crying??? I've been through worse, I'm stronger than this!!!

Magnus wants to hold him and kiss his head and tell him it’s okay.

And I want to wrap the four of you in a warm blanket and keep you safe and happy!!

“Which precinct?” Alec asks.

“99th.”

Sorry I can't help myself

“Get him out, Alec,” Magnus hisses. “Get my son out of there right now.”

I love Max, I do but he needs a lesson, being hurt is not a get out jail free card!! I'm with my twin on this one!!

Alec sighs again. “I told you not to look.”

Yeah, but he doesn't listen 😔 and now we're all hurt!!

There is no one stronger in this world than a person who has to fight their own mind. Every single day.

Magnus you are brave!! This whole discussion is awful Max’s words are so hurtful and full of rage 😭

“That’s what you wanted, isn’t it?” Magnus asks. “Now you have it.”

Please let this be the wake up call Max needs, I can't take it anymore!!!

The words ‘Go Kill Yourself’ written across his eyes.

😱 Maxwell!!!!

Max comes back to him 27 days later.

🙌🏼🙌🏼🙌🏼

THE END

Am I ready for more pain or should I stop??

“No. This is Albany,” he hears the voice reply. “You’re in Albany. You’re home. Dad. Open your eyes.”

This made laugh, I'll be fine!!

“Leslie thinks you have alcohol poisoning.”

No shit 😒

“Get my fucking phone, Max!”

Get it Max, we need to do some damage control... (god I hate those words now, thanks for the new trigger Dani 🥲) RUN MAXWELL RUN!!!

“Not that,” Alec shakes his head. But also, a little bit of that. “The baby.”

THERE'S NO BABY!!! THERE IS HOWEVER A VOICE MESSAGE THAT NEEDS TO BE ELIMINATED!!! Focus people!!!

“Did you seriously get drunk because you thought bapak and Shinyun were gonna have a baby?”

We are dramatic bitches what did you expect!!! Is how we roll!!!

Maybe there is some magic technology that will help them do that. Please!

Nope!! You're going to do the one thing I don't want you to do, call Rafe 😔 I feel dirty, sorry Rafe, you deserve better

Then he hears Rafael sigh. “I’m tired of helping you out, dad.”

This was about that secret I don't wanna know, right??

Max throws the blanket over him and kisses his head. “I love you. You absolute fucking disaster.”

Cachicamo diciéndole a morrocoy conchudo 😒

Alec and Max go on an adventure!!! I love this disaster duo!!!

Oh no, I hate Twitter 🤮

“I hate that they look good though,” Max says, glaring at the cover. “Hot people are fucking annoying sometimes.”

Totally!! How dare they be so hot?! Fuckers!!

Shinyun opens the door.

Noooooooooooooo!!! Is this that other cursed snippet???

Wearing Alec’s white Princeton hoodie.

🥰😍🥰😍 I am living!!!

His guardian angel.

Our guardian angel!! He is best!!!

“No silly,” Max giggles. “The office. The one in Manhattan. It looked very cool in your photoshoot.”

Can you imagine if Max falls in love with Edom? 🤣🤣 because if anyone can make that happen is Shinyun!!

“Your sympathy is appreciated,” Shinyun nods. “Let’s go, Max.”

Alec wonders if it’s too late to back out and try to the hacking option.

Maybe you shouldn't have opened with I fucked up... but we can still salvage this!!

“Use my phone!” Alec holds out his device.

NO! 😳

Magnus frowns. “I’ll get my own.”

NO! 😨

Magnus stares. “You sent me a drunk voicemail, didn’t you?”

Yeah... about that, don't listen to it 🙏🏼

"Just don't," Alec shakes his head. "Please."

Magnus can you please this one time listen to your family? Pretty please 🙏🏼

“Then I don’t want to listen to it,” Magnus says. “Delete it, please.”

🥲 thank you Dani for this mercy 🙌🏼

“I’m sorry this made things weird,” Alec points out, clearing his throat. “I know we are both in a good place. Post-divorce and all.”

Are you? Are you really? Is not a bad place, is better than where you were but let's not get carried away 😒

Look at them talking 😍 is the small things!!

“Yeah,” Magnus nods. “You really went from deleting messages in my inbox to telling me about your creepy voicemails.”

What???

Magnus seems to have fallen asleep on him.

I am happy 🥰

Saying they’ve arrested his son.

Oh no 😔 Rafe!!!

Is not Max... Alec es mi pequeño precioso 🥺

Jace had even told Alec about the incident with Kyle. The truth of it.

Thank you Jace!!!

“Looks like I am doing just fine,” Rafael gestures at their surroundings.

Rafael you are so far from fine... I can’t even!!! Anjali is going to be so pissed

“You can’t make it better now,” Rafael smiles. “You should have fucking left me in Buenos Aires.”

Thank you Dani, I hope you're having a nice time on your trip, post some pictures if you can, your country is beautiful 🤩

💚💚💚💚

Just know that I loved the fuck out of this 😎

#tlnd

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bonvoyagenoona · 1 year

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Hi been a while since I’ve been here but umm I need advice lol. So I’ve been talking to this guy for a while now, we would text and call pretty much everyday been vulnerable with each other something he encouraged me to do considering I’m not the type to talk abt her feelings I’m more of an avoidant. Anyways, he just randomly stopped talking to me 2 days ago and no he’s not busy or smthg bc I see him answering other peoples comments on another app meanwhile my text is sitting there. So I decided to unfriend him. I know very mature. But I still kind of wanted him to reach out to me bc I thought he at least cared about me enough to want an explanation, but he didn’t. And now I’m tempted to send him a text just to tell him how much of an asshole he is for pretending to care about my feelings just for him to turn around and do exactly what I told him would hurt me. But idk if that’s the right move. What do you think?

Also sorry about the lack of punctuation I’m writing this while crying so I couldn’t care less but I hope it’s understandable lol<3

Aw friend. I'm sorry that it's been a while since I've gotten to chat here, and chat with you! I'm still working my way back to our beautiful purple bubble here, and I really want to get to all my asks, but I wanted to take a bit of time to respond to this particular one to share that, hey! Hi! You're not alone! These things are always interesting and challenging. And thanks for sharing with me — it made me feel a little less alone as well!

First of all, I'm hoping you're taking some time to breathe, feel, and then, self-care. Drink some water. Eat well — whether that means something healthy or yummy or comforting. Sleep. Channel your emotions through creative outlets, like music or art, or writing, even journaling!

And, most of all, be kind to yourself.

We've all been there, we will all continue to find ourselves there in the future from time to time, and I am also still figuring out what my best communication styles with people are. I'm thinking of that clip of Jungkook and Kang Ho Dong talking about being flexible with people and for yourself, like in wrestling:

Source: JTBC Entertainment

There is no one right way to act in a situation. Even if you feel you are experiencing the same situation over and over again, as if it were a pattern, there's no escape hatch or solution. You will have these experiences, and you will take them as they come. You will learn from them and figure out what the best course of action is for you, at that time, with that person. You will continue to be the strong, beautiful person that you are.

So be kind to yourself. Focus on yourself. Really try to understand where your very valid feelings are coming from. And then you can decide.

Is it worth it to you to spend energy to say your piece to this person? Why do you want them to know how you feel? Does it bring you comfort or closure in some way?

Is it worth it to you to conserve energy and move on? What do you lose if you cut off contact? What do you gain? Where can you spend that energy instead?

Do you want to sit with it for a bit? Not react at all? Wait it out and see, especially if you're still feeling activated emotionally?

My close group of friends helped me through a recent situation like this, and for the person I was going through the situation with, I happened to decide that it was worth keeping the connection, while revisiting how much energy I was putting into the connection. I had to take accountability for my expectations out of the situation, too. And I am planning to say my piece when the time is right, trusting that I feel clear-headed about the outcome, no matter what it is.

But that doesn't mean that if I am faced with a similar situation that I will take the same course of action. Lol like I always say, it's always about context!

So, in words paid forward from those who showed me how to be wise and brave, I am offering this: take the focus off of this person, and focus on you. What do you want to say or not say, for you? What do you want to do or not do, for you? Release what you cannot control, and temper your expectations of others. Focus on what course of action will give you peace, regardless of how others react. And then you'll know the answer.

You'll always know the answer, because you are the expert on your life.

And be patient and kind to yourself if you need a bit of time to share it, or if those answers change with time.

The world is so excited to have your amazing energy in it, and there will be people along the way who are ready to receive it, and people who just aren't, and both are perfectly fine. How amazing it is, then, when you find people who are ready and open.

I think you've found one here! (It's me, I'm one, I celebrate this little gift of your energy in this ask!)

So again, thanks for sharing, take care, and sending you so many warm fuzzies and smiles. You've got this!

WE'VE got this!

#asks #your asks #anon #all the smiles and support in the world!!!!#💜

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baroquebucky · 3 years

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in which bucky is protective over his favorite girl

warnings: violence

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a/n: hi guys !! i hope you gets enjoy this one shot it’s just angst and fluff <3 (written at 3 am plz forgive any typos) ,, send in some requests !!

Bucky was protective of all the things he loved and cared about.

Growing up he was protective of Steve, beating up anyone who bullied the skinny boy, kicking people out of alleys and checking up on his friend.

Then he was protective of his own memories and thoughts, scared of losing them once more and being turned into someone he wasn’t.

He was protective of Sam after he got over his initial annoyance, sending death glares and making snappy comments to anyone who down talked his partner.

Then he met you. You who were sweet and caring, who loved him for who he was and who was the most amazing person he’d ever known. Bucky was very protective of you.

He knew what and who was out there in the world, he knew the lengths people would go to if they ever wanted to hurt him, of course he was protective of you.

Bucky was staying at the compound for a couple nights working on a case with Sam, researching some organization popping up similar to HYDRA. Buckys stomach was in knots, they knew about him, about the winter soldier, could they know about you? what if they tried to hurt you?

He quickly pushed the feelings away, you would be okay, you always were right?

He couldn’t sleep, he had a bad feeling, he needed to be with you. It was nearly 2 am, he didn’t want to bother you.

hi doll can i come over ? cant sleep at the compound :/

You replied quickly, missing your boyfriend despite seeing him only a couple days ago.

of course lover boy

Bucky quickly grabbed some clothes, changing and packing a bag with extra clothes, throwing in a pistol and some knives just in case.

when Bucky arrived he quickly unlocked your door with the key you had given him, locking the door once he had let himself in and headed to your room, seeing you sat up, waiting for him, your eyes bleary.

“sorry for keeping you up doll” he whispered, setting his bag down next to the bed, slipping his shirt and sweats off, slipping under the covers with you, pulling you to his chest softly.

“it’s okay, couldn’t sleep that well anyway, keep hearing noises” you mumbled, body relaxing as you the cold feeling of Buckys metal arm draped around your waist.

“I’m here doll don’t worry” he mumbled, kissing your forehead, focusing on his surroundings, making sure you were safe.

You fell asleep quickly in his arms, breathing steady. Bucky listened to your heartbeat, eyes closing slowly and he let himself fall asleep, holding you a little tighter as he slept.

It was 4:27 am when he heart the jangle of the door being unlocked. Bucky had never shot up faster, slipping out of bed and quickly putting the clothes he had taken off earlier.

“y/n, doll get up now” he spoke quickly, shaking you gently until you woke up.

“hm? what happened?” You slurred, eyes still closed.

“someone’s trying to get in” he spoke softly and your eyes widened, heart racing as you moved quickly, waking up quickly.

“should i hide? what do i do? what if they hurt me? if they kidnap me? am i gonna-” your spoke quickly, panicking.

“doll i would never let anything happen to you. Stay behind me” bucky spoke sternly, his pistol in one hand, handing you a knife.

“Hold this” he spoke, one arm extended behind him, making sure you were safe behind him, the other holding the pistol as the door opened, five men walking into your apartment, armed.

He turned to you, motioning you to stay quiet and to hide in the corner, you quickly followed his directions, holding the knife tightly as you saw Bucky put away his pistol, walking to the living room.

“Breaking and entering is a crime you know” he remarked, the five men turning to look at him, three of them aiming their weapons at him.

“You’re coming with us” one of them spoke and Bucky rolled his eyes.

“No actually I’m not” he snickered, grabbing one mans gun and breaking his nose with the butt, throwing him into two of the other men.

The other two scrambled to shoot at him, he raised his metal arm, blocking the shots and knocking them out with a swift punch, kicking one of them in the chest as they approached him with a pocket knife.

You peeked around the corner, seeing Bucky taking on the five men, fighting them off but struggling at they bombarded him.

You panicked, hiding in the corner again, heart racing as you tried to figure out what to do.

You grabbed the vase to your right, moving quickly and throwing it, causing it to shatter.

The men turned around, Bucky grabbed one of their knives, slicing the back of his thigh, causing the man to fall, shouting in pain.

He kicked one man in the back, sending him out into the hallway, hitting his head on the wall which knocked him out.

There were three men now, two of them constantly ambushing Bucky, letting the third one go to where you threw the vase, your heart rate spiked as you heard the footsteps grow louder, your grip on the knife was tighter, hiding it behind your back.

The man entered the room, his eyes settling in you immediately. He smirked at he approached you, going to grab your arm you shrieked and sliced his arm, running away from the man, but he was quick.

He grabbed the back of your shirt, pulling you to him, causing you to hit his chest with a ‘hmph’

You raised the knife to stab him but he was much stronger, easily grabbing your wrist, squeezing you hand causing you to drop the knife, the pressure making you wince.

“Dont fucking touch her!” Bucky growled, something in him snapping as he the man held your wrist tightly, elbowing you in the face as you tried to get free.

His metal arm whirred, and just like that he punched the man on his right, the vibranium causing his nose to break, he fell to the floor quickly. Bucky ducked, avoiding the second mans punch, grabbing a knife from the floor, flipping it and throwing it into the mans abdomen, making him stumble over in pain.

He made quick strides, eyes dark and jaw clenched, his breathing was ragged and he grabbed his forearm with his metal arm, throwing him against the wall easily.

You stumbled out of his grasp and ran to the other side of the room, breathing heavy and hands shaking, eyes wide as Bucky moved his metal hand to the mans throat, holding him up as he chocked him.

“Don’t ever get near her again” he threatened, voice low and raspy. He let go of the man, coughing as gasping for air, Bucky held him to the wall, pinning his throat once again with the forearm of his metal arm.

“Doll go call Sam and tell him to get here now” he spoke, turning to look at you and you nodded quickly, fumbling for your phone and calling Sam.

“you’ve gone soft soldat” the man spoke and Bucky put more pressure on the mans throat, cutting off his hair supply,

“You touched my girl, the only reason you haven’t joined your buddies as a corpse is because we need information” he growled, releasing some pressure to let the man breathe again.

Sam arrived quickly, getting the man for interrogation and bringing some more backup to help with the scene.

“I talked with stark, he said to head back to the compound with y/n, they’re gonna figure it out for tonight” Sam whispered to bucky.

“take care of her she looks shaken up” Sam frowned. You were sat outside on the bench outside your apartment complex, hot tears streaming down your face as you pictured the events. You could’ve died.

You almost had to kill someone.

Bucky killed someone. He killed five people like it was light work.

You remembered the dark look in the mans eyes, like he was planning to hurt you.

“doll?” Bucky spoke and you jumped, flinching at his words. You relaxed as soon as you saw your boyfriend, shrinking back into yourself.

“lets go to the compound okay?” he whispered and you nodded, moving quickly and looking over your shoulder.

You grabbed his hand, holding it tightly the whole ride back, sticking to him closely, not wanting to be alone. The sun was rising already you were beyond exhausted.

“go shower I’ll wait for you here okay? If you need anything just call my name okay doll?” Bucky spoke softly, kissing your forehead. You nodded as he handed your some of his clothes you could change into.

You showered quickly, wanting to be back in Buckys arms where you knew you were safe.

As you finished changing bucky, handed you a plate of food, telling you to eat something while he showered, you nodded with a smile, not trusting your voice.

He tried showering quickly, knowing how scared you must be. You were putting on a brave face, for him. His heart broke, upset you had to see all that. He was furious at the fact that they, whoever the fuck they were put you in danger. He would make sure they all paid for it.

Bucky changed quickly, heading out only to find you wiping your tears quickly, attempting to quiet your sniffles, your food was untouched.

“baby?” He approached you quietly and you turned away from him.

“m sorry i tried to be strong” you spoke shakily, Bucky frowned, pulling you into his chest as you cried.

“let it out sweetheart it’s okay” he whispered, rubbing your back as you choked out quiet sobs.

“i- he was gonna kill me” you spoke between sobs, holding onto your boyfriend tightly, “i thought i could be strong for you but i couldn’t” you cried and he held your tightly.

He was quiet until your cries died down, only soft sniffles. He handed your some tissues and you thanked him, blowing your nose.

Bucky picked you up, carrying you to bed and holding you closely.

“You don’t have to be strong for me sweets, I’m here for you. I’m going to be here all the time and I’m not leaving anytime soon.” He reassured you, your head resting on his chest.

“you protected me” you mumbled, eyes heavy from exhaustion.

“I’ll always protect you” he replied, pulling you closer to him. “I’m not going to let anyone hurt you” he stated, your heart thumped in your ears, relaxing a little more at his words.

“I love you” you whispered, looking at him and he smiled, kissing your forehead.

“I love you too doll face” he smiled, kissing your cheek before placing a soft kiss on your lips.

“can’t believe you actually took on five guys” you yawned, Bucky furrowed his brows.

“what?” He asked, confused.

“i don’t know, thought you were gonna lose” you mumbled, playing with his fingers.

“doll, you realize I’m a trained assassin? A super soldier? I have a whole metal arm” he stated, almost offended that you thought he would lose.

“Well yeah, but you also cry watching the fox and the hound and are the softest person i know” you replied, furrowing your brows. “I’ve never seen you fight so i wouldn’t know” you shrugged your shoulders.

“i wanted to keep you out of that part of my life, didn’t want you to think any different of me” he shifted, stomach twisting as your stayed quiet.

“i dont” you replied after a few moments, bucky let out a shaky breath. “but” you began, his stomach fell.

“it was kinda hot now that i think about it” you smirked and Buckys mouth fell open.

“wh- y/n!” He smiled at you in surprise and you giggled, looking at him with a small smile.

“i have to find one positive in this okay!” You pouted and he let out a soft chuckle.

“i think you should get the rest sweets” he smiled and you nodded, both of you shifting to get more comfortable, the birds singing outside but you both ignored it.

“y know you could always choke me with the metal arm if you want” you teased and Buckys face flushed red, heart racing.

“y/n!” he scolded you as you smirked, loving to see him flustered.

“gnight lover boy” you giggled and rolled his eyes, kissing the top of your head.

“goodnight doll” he replied, holding you close, protecting you from the world. Nothing was gonna hurt you as long as Bucky was with you.

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