"Have you seen them?" "Yeah, above. 3rd floor." "Very good. Now, are you willing to turn into a beast for me, Satoru?"

五夏 Sentinel/Guide au: Sentinel Gojo x Guide Geto. Strongest Sentinel & Strongest Guide formed pair.

Context for the art:

- on an undercover mission in a hotel

- they're fully bonded at this point

- the ages can stay like in the fic (below) or not. but i think Gojo will be excited to see his lieutenant/boss/lover/bonded guide looking young again with the hairstyle :>

inspiration: this Chinese Sentinel/Guide Goge fic and the official art for hotel collab:

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Star Wars Prequel Trilogy, Star Wars - All Media Types Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: CC-2224 | Cody/Obi-Wan Kenobi Characters: CC-2224 | Cody, Obi-Wan Kenobi, Clone Trooper Waxer (Star Wars), Jocasta Nu Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Sentinel/Guide, Force Dyad (Star Wars), First Meetings, Bonding, Instincts are hard, Enhanced senses are harder, Sentinel CC-2224 | Cody, Guide Obi-Wan Kenobi Series: Part 1 of Here Comes the Sun, Part 9 of 212th Bingo 2023 Summary: As soon as Obi-Wan stepped off the shuttle, anticipation started to buzz under his skin. The very Force around him seemed to hum soonsoonsoon. Obi-Wan had no idea what it could possibly mean. Then he heard a voice.

For the "Sentinel AU" square of @clonefandomevents​ 212th Bingo!

Featuring at commissioned from the lovely @amikoroyaiart​!

An excerpt from the first thousand words of my buddie fic, because maybe if I get enough positive reinforcement I'll actually finish it. This takes place during the covid era, btws

@steadfastsaturnsrings

“You sure are big for a guide.”

Buck slows for a moment, but returns to his brisk pace so quick it would be nigh unperceivable if you didn’t know him very well. His mask mostly obscures his reflexive smile as he continues to carry the little girl out of the crumbling building. She’s looking up at him with big green eyes filled with wonder.

“Well, what makes you so sure I’m a guide?” His voice is light, teasing.

The little girl’s eyebrows furrow, this was clearly not a possibility she had considered. In her defense, very few ever clock him for what he is. “But you’re making me feel so calm and safe. You must be a guide…?” 

Her head is cocked now, scrutinizing him the way only small children could. Buck glances down at her, still moving at a quick pace, trying to get away from the crumbling halls and to safety so she could be given a proper look over. “Maybe you feel so calm and safe because you’re no longer in a room collapsing around you?” He gestures to behind him with his head.

“No,” she wrinkles her nose at this, giving a decisive shake of her head, “I felt safe from the moment you grabbed me from my room. It should have been scary with all the walls shaking like that, but as soon as you grabbed me I knew I was going to be okay.”

The thing is, most people forget that sentinels, before anything else, are guardians. They exist to keep people safe, and those being saved by them can instinctively tell that the sentinel will do everything in their power to get them out as unharmed as they possibly can. People forget that sentinels changed first, and that guides, with their empathy and soothing existence, developed in response to the sentinels’ needs. 

Buck slows to a stop in front of the ambulance, and gives the little girl his undivided attention, “I am big for a guide,” her face starts to break into a grin of triumph, “But I’m only a little over average for a sentinel.” He winks at her gobsmacked face as he hands her over to Hen.

New Year Countdown: Dec 27

I did not almost forget to post today but I was out of the house for most of the evening. Today's is a short and kind of ridiculous Geraskier Sentinel/Guide AU!

Dec 27 - Geraskier - Sentinel/Guide AU - Shovel

When Geralt came back up from the caves where he tracked the spriggan, he was still deep in the grip of the Sentinel. His eyes were black corner-to-corner, absorbing every scrap of light and color; his attention shifted at the softest breath or slightest step; his jaw clenched at the rasp of even the breeze against his skin. His sword was rock-steady in his grip, but his free hand trembled.

“Did ye get it?” demanded the alderman, who’d insisted on accompanying them to the site.

Geralt spun. His sword lifted.

Jaskier already had the alterman’s collar clenched in his fist. “Don’t say another word,” he growled. “Go and fetch the shovel from the camp.”

The man started to protest and Jaskier held up one finger in warning. He could feel Geralt’s need scraping against his mental walls, and he had no time for idiots. “The shovel,” he repeated, and shoved the man in the direction of the camp they’d made before coming down to the caves.

He reached for Geralt before the sound of the alterman’s clumsy footsteps had begun to fade. “Geralt,” he whispered, barely a breath that he knew Geralt would hear as if it had been shouted. “My Sentinel, let me Guide you home.”

Geralt’s dark gaze fell on Jaskier, considering. He didn’t relax at all.

If Jaskier had been anything other than what he was, that menacing gaze might have terrified him. As it was, he was only worried. “Geralt?”

Geralt’s lip curled in a silent snarl. “There is still danger,” he rumbled.

“You mean the alderman’s plan to kill us and keep the fee?” Jaskier murmured, smiling. “I know. You don’t need to stand Sentinel for that one. Even I could handle it all on my own.”

“Hm.” Even in the midst of his hypervigilance, Geralt managed to be unimpressed with Jaskier’s claims to competence.

Jaskier grinned. “Come back to me, Geralt. Let it go, release it. I promise, you don’t need it. He’s fetching the shovel to dig his own grave with, as we speak.”

Geralt closed his eyes and let his head fall, breathing slowly. Jaskier hummed quietly until he saw the last of the tension bleed out of Geralt’s body.

“Thank you, darling,” he said.

Geralt huffed. “I didn’t bring a spade with me. All I have is a snow shovel.”

“Why?” Jaskier demanded.

“Cave floor,” Geralt pointed out. “Easier to scoop up the body with a snow shovel.”

Jaskier sighed. “Well, we’ll figure something out, I suppose.”

Sailor Moon Sentinel/Guide AU: a story idea

Has anyone thought of how this premise might go?

Like, I thought of this trope almost immediately after I found a reblog over on queenrisa14's page that was originally posted by silvermoon424 about how great SM does about showing positive masculinity. With Mamo being the Empath/Healer/Support with his Psychometry and healing abilities in manga and crystal canon he's the obvious Guide and Usa being the (reluctant but still) Fighter/Troubleshooter/Saviour with the powers she has no idea what to do with but learns as she goes as the Sentinel.

The way I see it, if one did this as an actual Senshi AU - rather than some form of aged-up AU where the semi-feral she-cop or detective Sentinel gets with the cute doctor Guide that treats her in the aftermath of or during a case (just as an example) - Usa could have a more hellish time with everything because she's meant to be powered up when in her fuku, right? But being a Sentinel means, since she already is that way naturally before Luna comes along, that the single dial she's already having trouble with keeping below an eight on a good day, because her instincts came online on her fourteenth birthday, has cranked itself and an additional four to nine dials she wasn't aware of to ten when she transforms.

Mamo could be completely unaware he's a Guide, and thus not on the list for Usa to test compatibility at the time, because he's one of the hella rare ones who went online super early due to his accident, not to mention the rampant sexism where 99 times out of 100 the Guide's a woman and the Sentinel's a man, and his Psychometry and status as the reincarnated Prince isn't helping by amplifying his power as a Guide while also messing with, and thus sabotaging, the results of the Guide Test.

Hell, for this AU, (if one is so inclined to make it that way, one doesn't have to if not) one could also have it be that not only are Sentinel's rare but because of that rarity it isn't out of the ordinary for one Sentinel to have multiple Guides; called a Domain. There's the Main Guide(s), that is the sexual/romantic/closest Guide(s) depending on the sexuality and openness of the Sentinel and Guides, and the Support Guides, the one or more other Guides a Sentinel has found compatibility with for when their Main Guide(s) can't be or isn't around but there's no sense to be any more intimate than when they first met so these Guides are allowed to have other relations with others who aren't their Sentinel and fellow Guides if they so choose. Especially if the Sentinel is 'powerful' in whatever sense. It's to keep the sense the Main Guide isn't in danger of becoming an unwitting prisoner/hostage/abuse victim to their Sentinel out of the public concerns. So Usa has her Mamo-chan as her Main Guide and her Senshi as her Support Guides, they work together like a web, when he can't be there but in the event one wants the girls to have a love life they can because Sentinels are only Tyrants over their Domain, instead of the Protectors of their Domain, when they have some form of mental illness or personality disorder not unlike those who form Cults.

Because Usa would never want to control who her friends love or want to share their time with or where they go. She'd want them to be happy and if her Domain expands because of it, because all under a Sentinel's umbrella, even if not one of their Guides, or part of another, subordinate, Sentinel's Domain is part of their Domain, then all the better!

Snippet Sunday

Tagged by @outtoshatter for a snippet sunday. Thanks lovely!

Tagging @monsterrae1 @tkwritesdumbassassins @quietborderline @butterflydm @westernlarch @rosieposiepuddingnpie @whimsyswastry @missanniewhimsy @megasaurus-regina with no pressure. This is only for fun!

Title: Scintillation

Fandom: MCU

Pairing: Winteriron, Erik Killmonger/T’Challa, one sided Stucky, Tony & Yinsen

Tags/warnings: canon typical events and violence. Sentinel/guide bonding with some not-completely consensual bonding. Erik is an angry man with reasons™️. Everyone needs therapy. Wandering POVs. First draft.

T’Challa wakes before Erik.  He exhausted his Sentinel last night, pushing them both to the point where there hadn’t been any residual resistance in their bond which hums strongly between them.  

That lingering resistance had been maddening.  A constant tug and irritation that he didn’t have his Sentinel fully because they’d been interrupted before they could complete the bond like they had last night. 

He shouldn’t have listened to his mother or Zuri for so long—he’d hurt his Sentinel with his reticence.  The one thing an orphan from California hadn’t needed from his true-match Guide was hesitance because he wasn’t one of them. 

Erik has long been unwanted and he, T’Challa, had made his Sentinel feel that way.

No wonder Erik has so much anger about them sitting here safe in Africa with anything and everything they could possibly want while he grew up in foster homes and never had anything after his father passed.  His sentinel had aged out of the system and managed to support himself, seen some of the ugliest poverty in the western world and emerged with a chip on his shoulder the size of a continent. A black man in a world where one in every three spends time in prison. 

T’Challa fears he has built a beautiful gilded cage for his Sentinel without meaning to by tying them together.  Erik had called their bond a leash that led him wherever T’Challa wanted when they first were bound. 

He swears he will do better by his mate. He is not his Sentinel’s jailer and he will not let anyone else be either. 

The fact that

The Sentinel, one of the original super queerbait shows of the '90s is such a touchstone for so many of us who've been in fandom for a long time, and;

Sentinel/Guide stories exist in fandoms written by people who only know the concept of the show and never saw it

Delight me in equal measure. Because, truly, the premise of the show is SUCH A GOOD HIGH CONCEPT. Like. Fuck. Yes. And then you can do all sorts of stuff WITHIN the concept that in no way has to follow the original show because the best thing about the original show was the fucking concept.

Like, I love it. A good fucking story idea is a good fucking story idea, and the fact The Sentinel absolutely has a place in the queerbait hall of fandom history, the fact the CONCEPT is something people have latched onto is DELICIOUS.

Peak fandom. Peak fucking fandom.

The Sentinel/Guide trope and where to find it!

The sentinel/guide trope spread to other fandoms.

Something to ponder over the weekend: who would be guide or sentinel in your other beloved fandoms, and why?

Are there cross-over elements to the widely popular Omegaverse, which even broke ranks from fandoms into general novels?

I'm just waiting when Omegaverse turns up in a TV show...

XD

I'm back!!! Sincerest apologies to all my Tarlos followers though because for this fic I am delving into a new fandom (KinnPorsche). I hope you'll give it a chance because I am so incredibly excited for this one!

The energy of the crowd crackles against Porsche’s mind as he slips through the entrance of the club. It takes a second to settle his mental shield enough to push into the throng of people. After several weeks of going non stop he is exhausted and the cracks in his defenses are starting to show. Tonight was supposed to be his chance to relax and recharge at home with his brother. Instead he’s halfway across the city chasing down a tip that a new Sentinel came online and is in need of help before they fall into the wrong hands, Theerapanyakul hands to be exact.

The success of Hum bar’s underground operation has become loud enough that the whispers are reaching across the city and the usually tightly controlled mafia clan has been unpredictable as of late. Hence why Porsche himself has taken on this particular task tonight, high level Sentinels don’t come online very often. 

Jom catches his eye as he slips out of the crowd towards the backroom and meets him just inside the dark hallway. “All’s been quiet,” Jom confirms with a nod towards the door.

“Anyone been snooping around?” Porsche asks, casting a look into the crowd.

“Nope,” Jom pauses, another glance towards the door, this time with a look of contemplation Porsche isn’t used to seeing on his friend’s face. He loves Jom, but the other man hardly ever puts much thought into anything. “Be careful with him. Something felt off when I tried to center him earlier.” 

“Off how?” Porsche shifts, the tickle of something pushing at his shields causing his gaze to go sharply back to the crowd. 

“I dunno dude, just off.” A voice calls Jom’s name from the bar and Porsche accepts that as the best he’s going to get as he turns back to Jom. 

“Thanks man,” and with a clap on his shoulder he makes his way down the dark hallway. He’s opening the door as the push of someone testing his mental shields hits him and his instincts kick in. Before he can give that more thought the loud bang of the back door being opened sounds and Porsche pushes into the room just in time to witness the Sentinel running out into the back alley. 

With a curse Porsche follows, entering the dark alleyway only to run into the backs of two men standing at the end of the alley. A quick glance around them reveals five men blocking the exit of the alley. Then a blast of sound, high pitched enough to not bother most people, but just the right tone to drop a Sentinel hits him and both men in front of him go down hard. Porsche reaches out mentally, but hits a solid wall in the first man’s mind. The second man is much easier to get into and with a gentle nudge Porsche is able to turn his hearing senses down to nothing, but the man is out for the count already. 

It leaves Porsche facing a clear Sentinel/Guide hit squad on his own. Never one to back down from a fight and certainly not one to leave a fellow Sentinel/Guide behind Porsche squares his shoulders and takes in the men. They don’t approach right away, don’t even really pay Porsche any attention. They just stand at the end of the alley, staring at the two Sentinels on the ground as if waiting for something. Porsche hears the rustle of clothes and feels the brush of a hand against his back as one of the men pulls themselves to stand up just behind him. Porsche doesn’t take his eyes off the more immediate threat in front of him, but he’s fully prepared for a strike from behind. It never comes. Instead the man steps around in front of him and as if activated the men attack.

Porsche easily takes down the first man that comes at him. His attack is quick, but predictable. The second is more careful, recognizing that Porsche clearly has some skills, and he takes a minute to size him up. The sound of flesh hitting flesh echo around the space and Porsche catches a glimpse of the Sentinel capturing one of the two remaining men in a hold. Despite being outnumbered, Porsche and his mystery friend have the upper hand and one last man staggers back in front of them pulling out something from his pocket before a blinding flash of light reaches them. 

Porsche hears more than sees his companion shift to cover his eyes before the man attacks again and catches the man across the cheek. Porsche squinting into the light is able to grab the back of the man’s shirt and pull him away. Kicking his legs out from under him. He goes down hard, the light rolling out of his hand to illuminate the side of the alley. It casts the perfect shadow for Porsche to see a gun being pulled from a holster. Without time to think he grabs onto the Sentinels hand and pulls him back through the bar door. He doesn’t slow down as he pushes through the crowd of people. Even as he feels a pang at having to leave the other Sentinel behind, but shit got real too fast for Porsche to control this one.

The man whose wrist is wrapped tightly in Porsche’s hand allows himself to be pulled along, his movements stiff. It’s likely he’s on the verge of a zone after the sound and visual attack in the alley and Porsche's priority right now is to get them somewhere safe so he can help the Sentinel come down out of it safely. There is a strange sort of pull in Porsche’s mind, a desire to help stronger than just his usual Guide to Sentinel senses. It also feels familiar, echoing the feeling Porsche experienced years ago upon meeting another lonely Sentinel on the streets of Bangkok. 

The itch bothers Porsche as he pulls the man onto the back of his bike, and races out of the busy city center towards the quieter outskirts where Hum’s bar resides. The situation is just sketchy enough that Porsche’s years of surviving on the streets have him pulling into an abandoned gas station parking lot a few miles from Hum’s. The man at his back practically falls over as the bike settles against the pavement and Porsche catches him with hands against his upper arms, guiding his head into his shoulder. 

Reaching out with his mind, Porsche runs into the same solid mental walls he did in the alleyway, but he nudges gently against them. Feeling around for a crack, a way in that he desperately needs to find to help. He’s so intent on helping that when Porsche finds the crack he isn’t expecting the rush of mental feedback he receives and it pulls a shocked gasp out of him. Knocking him back into the bike as his own mind scrambles to maintain shields from the feedback loop. 

Porsche has heard of bonds, Chay grew up waxing poetry about the old fairy tales of finding a Guide or Sentinel so compatible that their minds just melded together on contact. Nothing in those stories could have prepared Porsche for this. 

Then as suddenly as he is let in the walls in the other man’s mind are slammed back up and a hand grabs onto Porsche’s shirt pushing him forcefully away. Reacting on instinct, Porsche grabs the wrist attached to the hand and brings his other hand up to block a strike that never comes. Instead when Porsche looks up he meets the most intense stare he’s ever experienced. The dark obsidian eyes search his gaze before the grip on Porsche’s shirt slowly loosen. 

Shifting the tension out of his shoulders, Porsche glances down at the hand now loosely resting against his chest. The glint of the ring in the street lights causes him to freeze, mentally slamming his own walls into place as he realizes he just saved one of the Theerapanyakul Sentinel sons.

[PX Fic Rec 42] Canary

by 破晓·晨光

Relationship: Zhang Qiling/Wu Xie

Writer's attribute: PingXie (unverified)

Rating: M/R

Status: Complete

Language: Chinese

Length: 40 Chapters

What's inside the fic: Third Person POV, AU Setting—Sentinel/Guide AU, Sentinel Ping × Guide Xie, a snow leopard and a wolf as their spirit animals, Getting Together, Slow Burn, HE

Warnings: One-sided Huo Ling||Zhang Qiling

About this fic:

Wu Xie was a new awakened A-level guide, he was brought to a distinctive tower of Sentinel and Guide Center. But, in the outside world, it was called "Bird Cage".

Personal opinion:

This fic is amazing ✨ with a strong and well-built plot. It's like an action/romance movie, really like it ❤ Another interesting point, the thing about sentinel and guide here is considered as a disease rather than superpower ability. Sentinels need a guide to survive, that's why A-level guide like Wu Xie is very important, he is like a canary in a bird cage. Yeah, the title also has its own meaning (only guessing) >.< The author did a good job! Anyway, it's a popular PingXie Sentinel/Guide AU fic, many people recommend it.

Where to read: Baidu Tieba (Chapter 1 is missing, but this is the best I could find coming from the writer herself)

Chapters: 1/? Fandom: รักโคตรร้ายสุดท้ายโคตรรัก | KinnPorsche: The Series (TV) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Porsche Pachara Kittisawat/Kinn Anakinn Theerapanyakun Characters: Kinn Anakinn Theerapanyakun, Porsche Pachara Kittisawat, Porchay Pichaya Kittisawat, Khun Tankhun Theerapanyakun, Kim Khimhant Theerapanyakun, Korn Theerapanyakun, Yok (KinnPorshe: The Series) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Sentinels & Guides, Sentinel/Guide, Sibling Bonding, Worldbuilding, no beta we die like elizabeth and sebastian, Kinn needs a hug, Fluff and Angst, ? - Freeform, i am bad at tagging, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Gay Sex, if I am able to write ir lol Summary:

Kinn is a repressed ball of feelings and senses, a Guide made to hate what he is, beliving it was a weakness. Porsche could care less about what people think is appropriate and normal, even if he is called weird or less of a sentinel for being soft and caring.

@domsaysstuff I wrote and posted the first chapter! Thank you for encouraging me! It was fun to write!

Gallavich Sentinel/Guide AU debate/poll :D

Hello, beautiful fandom!

I have recently discovered the Sentinel/Guide AU and being a mix between Soulbond and Omegaverse I was intrigued instantly, but there are only like 6 FF in AO3 c_c 

Long story short, this genre takes inspo from an “old” tv show called “The Sentinel” and the core tropes/characteristics are: -Sentinels: people with enhanced sense, they can see/hear/smell things that normal people can’t possibly fathom. The downside of this is that if they can’t control this power they can get lost, disassociate themselves and even go into a coma. -Guides: people who have the power to guide sentinels out of that deep state -there is an actual bond happening between a sentinel and a guide and depending on the writer a sentinel can have multiple guides regardless, or they can stick with only one as a pure soulbond/omegaverse -more details in the fanlore page

So I was thinking to a potential AU for our beloved Gallvich and the first step would be define who is the Sentinel and who is the Guide. My first instinct was Mickey as a Guide and Ian as Sentinel, mostly because Ian is almost always the Alpha and the top, while Mickey is pretty much always the Omega and the “expendable” one (not in my heart tho, baby). But then I thought that Ian’s bipolar might come in handy for a different purpose. Please check the 2 scenarios below:

1)Sentinel!Ian and Guide!Mickey where Ian’s bipolar makes him even more vulnerable to zoning out and falling into a coma and need a strong guide, Mickey

2)Sentinel!Mickey and Guide!Ian where Ian’s bipolar make him see like a weak and defective guide, but actually being Mickey’s guide is the thing that makes him control/manage his bipolar disorder better because of the bond and because by guiding Mickey he learns also to control himself better

What do you think? I would love to discuss and hear ideas about it :D (yeah, I am still off so I have plenty of time and YES I am already writing a FF at the moment but brain always looks at the future project as well XD)

Smoooches!

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Star Wars Prequel Trilogy, Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types, Star Wars - All Media Types Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: CC-2224 | Cody/Obi-Wan Kenobi Characters: CC-2224 | Cody, Obi-Wan Kenobi Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Sentinel/Guide, Force Dyad (Star Wars), Obi-Wan keeps dropping his lightsaber, cody has had Enough, He chooses to use the ligthsaber himself this time, Obi-Wan swears he most definitely did not swoon at the sight, Ghost Company says otherwise, CodyWan Week 2022 Series: Part 2 of Here Comes the Sun, Part 1 of Codywan Week 2022, Part 8 of Codywan Fluff Bingo Summary: Releasing his irritation to the Force, Cody took a deep breath and scooped up Obi-Wan’s lightsaber.

Maybe one day he’d stop being surprised to find it on the battlefield with his Jedi nowhere in sight. Maybe.

For day 2 of @codywanweek, prompt: lightsaber 

And @codywanbingo fluff prompt: pair bond

Another excerpt from my buddie fic. First chapter is now complete (review pending), but will not be posted until I feel like I have a solid buffer between me and any future writer's block I might get. So y'all'll just have to deal with random exerts until then... Sorry (kind of).

@steadfastsaturnsrings

The tackle and landing didn’t stun the sentinel for long. Within moments Buck was dealing with 320ish pounds of struggling sentinel. Ignoring Bobby’s sharp shout of his name, and Eddie’s warning one, Buck flips the sentinel to his stomach, sets a knee on his lower back, and grips his wrists in his hands to be pulled behind him. Just before Buck could finish securing impressively large arms at their owner's lower back, a fully feral growl rumbled from low in the other sentinel’s chest. God damn it.

Buck takes a fortifying breath, gives a concerned Bobby and a narrow eyed Eddie a weak smile (knows they can both read his expression even through the mask), and shifts from firefighter Buck, to sentinel Buck.

When a sentinel goes feral it’s like the human part goes offline, all that remains are the instincts. The enhanced senses tearing into their minds and painting monsters in everything around them. There’s no space for rational thought when you need to save yourself (and whatever you might be protecting) from any number of unknown monsters. Only bloodshed, only survival. Thankfully, while Buck might only be a little above the average size for a sentinel, he was well over average for everything else.

In his mindless need to escape/fight/survive, the larger sentinel rears up with his considerable strength, a hairs breadth from smashing Buck’s face with the back of his head. Regretfully, in avoiding that hit Buck has to let some of his weight off the body beneath him. That was all the space the other sentinel needed to twist out of Buck’s restraining hold and face him, body crouched low to the ground, coiled for motion, teeth bared, and growl rumbling.

With deliberately sedated motion, Buck matches the other sentinel, low growl of his own reverberating from his chest and vibrating the already precarious floor and walls.

Thing is, Buck has always been a particularly strong sentinel. Not just his physical strength, which was damn near off the charts, but in all other aspects, too. Most sentinels have some degree of enhanced senses, high protective instincts, and a natural talent for combat. What very few know about, and even less seen (let alone have), is body enhancement. A universe given talent to change how their bodies move for a limited amount of time. Dodge faster, hit harder, recover quicker. There’s a reason that Tsunami couldn’t keep Buck down.

sentinel/guide au with steve as the sentinel and eddie as the only one who can pull him back to reality when he’s zoning out

Scintillation, Chapter 4

a little late. Blame the holidays.

Title: Scintillation, Chapter 4

Fandom: MCU

Pairings: Tony Stark/James “Bucky” Barnes, Erik Killmonger/T’Challa, one-sided Steve Rogers/James “Bucky” Barnes

Fic summary:

Everything changed for Tony Stark in a cave in Afghanistan.  For years he’s been dealing with the fallout of the shrapnel imbedded in his chest—both physical and mental—in his own ways. He’s got an arc reactor in his chest and demons that stalk him in his mind as he becomes Iron Man and eventually an accepted part of the Avengers during the attack on New York City.

All he has to do is keep giving people what they want.  That’s the lesson learned. 

Die, resurrect, live as much as you can. Wash, rinse, repeat.  He thought he’d known why he was the way he was… but he and everyone else missed one tiny little detail caused by his repetitive brushes with death. 

Or, a guide coming online as he almost dies yet again at the hand of a friend shatters the controls put upon the Winter Soldier and sends Sentinel James Buchanan Barnes fully online and into a feral rage in the middle of Siberia. 

Steve’s lucky T’Challa’s there to rescue him from his best friend gone feral. 

Tags/warnings: MCU canon levels of violence. Howard Stark’s A++parenting, panic attacks, PTSD, unhealthy coping mechanisms, Denial ain’t just a river in Egypt, will eventually have bonding sex (and other explicit sex acts for enjoyment—no rape), issues of consent with Sentinel bonding with a guide to save their life, Sentinel/Guides are known, spirit animals, Discussions of racism (T’Challa, Erik and Tony have some talking to do), interrelationship and partner violence mentioned, Discussion of child neglect (Tony and Erik) and poverty (Erik, Steve, Bucky), Not Kind to Steve Rogers (eventually he gets better), other tags to be added later—will warn at top of chapter if not listed here although I feel like Erik is his own kind of warning. 

Wakanda, 2016

Erik can only watch as his Guide cradles Tony. James is in his hold but the White Wolf isn't fighting him, every sense locked on his Guide who is in distress, mechanical hand held outstretched towards Tony.  

"What'chu do to set Tony off?" Erik softly asks James, not expecting an answer as he can feel the tremble of a zone in James's muscles where they're pressed together. Barnes is stuck deep, body frozen in a high state of alert as his senses over-tuned on the distressed Guide. 

"I called him mine," James's whisper is so faint that if Erik hadn't had his senses dialed up, he would have missed it as it's subvocal, and neither Guide acknowledges the sound confirming Erik's assumptions and his own chest does something funny at the heartbreak in the other sentinel's tone "It's my fault."

"Nah, bruh," Erik dismisses firmly. "This isn't you that's set him off. He would have blasted you comatose if it was. This is internal."

James whimpers and weakly makes a lunge for Tony that Erik aborts, having to lift James off his feet. He's so disorganized in the zone that James doesn't fight Erik; he just strains against his hold. 

Read Chapter 4 here on AO3