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holidaywishes · 3 years

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Back to Sleep

Requested: 👍

Summary/Request: Can I request an imagine for Matthew Tkachuk?? Based on “back to sleep” by Chris brown 😍

Warning: fluffy smut, the tiniest bit of fluff

Author’s Note: I have a lot of feelings about this request lol. First, I originally thought that this was from the song prompt list but it’s not, which is totally good no sweat but I just had to double check. Second, I’ve never heard this song -- the last song I listened to from Chris Brown was Five Hours with Deorro and that was only because it came on when I was looking for hype music when I was going “clubbing;” remember those days? Yeah, me neither. Anyway, the next feeling is that when I looked up this song, I don’t know what i was expecting but I was expecting a) to find the cover as him with a baby or b) for this song to have the lyrics “fuck you back to sleep” but that’s on me lol. Because of all these feelings, I’m not sure how this imagine will turn out -- I predict it will be relatively short and maybe just completely smut? Yeah, that seems appropriate to me. It’s very, very, short. Shorter than I intended to be honest but it’s all smut so there wasn’t a lot that was going to happen anyway. Enjoy, anon! Thank you everyone for reading the junk that I put out there, it means a lot! Stay golden, loves! <3

P.S. I think I will have this song stuck in my head for days because of how many times it played on repeat while writing this 😬😬

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Matthew’s P.O.V

You thought you’d get back into town earlier but there was a weather warning and the plane couldn’t fly for a couple hours

“Sorry, babe,” you texted (Y/N) when you realized how late you’d be, “I know I said that we’d hang out tonight but the plane got delayed and we won’t land in Calgary until like 2 am”

“Maybe I can meet you at your place?” she sent back

“That would be nice but I’m gonna be really late...”

“Don’t worry!” you could practically hear her giggle through her screen, “I’ll take a nap now and then head over in an hour. I know where the key is”

“Okay,” you smiled to yourself, “I’ll see you when I get home”

“I’ll wait up for you 😉”

“You don’t have to”

“I know. I want to. I wanna welcome you home properly”

“Look forward to it 😜” you put your phone away and dropped your head to the back of your seat. The longer you sat around the airport, waiting for the warning to lift, the more you got increasingly agitated. “Hey do we know anything yet?” you asked Sean and Marky

“Nope” they both mumbled. It was another two hours before the team even boarded the plane and another 20 minutes after that until the plane actually took off. When you finally got home, it was 3 in the morning and you were hoping that (Y/N) hadn’t waited up for you; walking through the door, you smelled pizza that she must have brought over from her place and warmed up in the oven but you weren’t hungry, you just wanted to get upstairs to sleep.

You made your way to Matt’s house around midnight, carrying a frozen pizza with you so he had something to eat besides chips or pretzels when he got back. Once the pizza was done, you took a slice for yourself and flipped through Netflix for a while before settling on the Office; if for nothing more than background noise. After a handful of episodes, you looked at the clock and noticed that it was nearly 2am and Matt still wasn’t home, so you started to clean everything up, keeping the pizza out in case he wanted a bite to eat before you made your way upstairs; you couldn’t stop your heavy eyelids from closing and you eventually drifted off to sleep. It wasn’t until you heard shuffling around you that you actually woke up

“Who’s there?” you whispered, hoping that it was just your boyfriend but fearing the worst

“Sorry baby,” Matt returned, “I didn’t mean to wake you. Go back to sleep”

“I’m awake. I was awake” you lied

“No you weren’t” he laughed

“I’m awake now” you giggled before getting onto your knees and making your way down to kiss his neck as he sat at the foot of the bed

“Go back to sleep, (Y/N)” he whispered

“No,” you smirked, kissing his ear in the process, “I wanna welcome you home. I haven’t seen you in sooo long”

“We’ve both got early mornings tomorrow” he smiled

“I can’t sleep now,” you whined, “you’re here and you look so handsome with your hair all tousled like that” your hands roamed around his waist to undo his belt, letting your lips glide across his skin until he turned his head around, giving you the lustful look that always started a fire in your stomach. He smirked before moving his finger underneath your chin, bringing your lips to his so he could kiss you slowly, your hands still stationed on his waist until the kiss got too intense and he turned around, pushing you back against the mattress; pulling away to grin at your neediness and trace his fingers down your body

“I love your skin,” he whispered and you giggled, “I love your body”

“Mmm” you hummed as he began kissing your collarbones, his hand finding its way into your panties as his fingers hesitated over your clit

“Relax, baby” he hummed back, his free hand pinning your body down by your chest and you took a deep exhale, “let me take over”

“Matty...” you whispered before seeing him looking up at you, smirking at you and, as if by mind control, you dropped your head back onto the mattress while his fingers quickly pumped and curled inside of you. “Oh god,” you moaned, “oh fuck, Matt, shit” his ministrations were quick and you reached your first orgasm faster than you expected. He hovered back over you, kissing your nose before you pushed off his pants with your feet, laughing when you both forgot that he hadn’t taken his shoes off

“Oops” he chuckled, quickly sitting up and throwing off his shoes before you pulled him back to you, capturing his lips in a sloppy kiss

“Fuck” you cried out as he thrust into you without warning, the bed beginning to squeak as his speed increased, “slow down, baby, fuck” you were already breathless when you forced him onto his back and began to ride his length, slowing down the pace enough for both of you to feel pleasure

“Shit,” he growled, “baby you look so good riding me”

“Mmmm, fuck Matt” you whimpered

“Fuck”

“Fuck” you repeated back to him, his hands gripping your hips to quicken your pace and you reached your second climax, riding him until you felt his legs shake; he rolled you onto your back and brushed your hair out of your face

“You’re beautiful” he smiled

“I love you” you smiled, pecking his lips before he leaned back down

“I hate that I woke you up”

“It’s okay, Matt” you giggled

“Let me fuck you back to sleep, baby” he whispered in your ear, kissing your neck as his hand drifted back to your core

“I’m already exhausted” you joked

“Then this won’t take long” he teased, circling your clit before you brought your hand to his member, stroking it quickly until he let out a guttural moan

“Does that feel good baby?” you moaned

“Fuck baby” he panted before you lined him up with your entrance, letting him ram his hips into yours. It didn’t take long before he was trembling above you

“Ready to sleep now baby?”

“No” he said breathlessly

“What?” you chuckled

“I was supposed to fuck you back to sleep, this wasn’t supposed to be the other way around...”

“You did, babe,” you smiled, wrapping your arms around his neck, “I’m ready to sleep, I’m ready to cuddle”

“Okay one sec” he said quickly, jumping up to grab a damp cloth before coming back into the room. He cleaned you up and got you a spare set of PJ’s before hopping under the covers and wrapping his arms around your waist. “I love you” he whispered close to your ear

“I love you, too” you smiled to yourself

“Can we do this every time? I like you riding me,” he laughed, “gives me a bit of a rest”

“How about we trade it up. Sometimes, I’m on top, other times, you’re on top. How about that?”

“Sounds good to me.”

#Matthew Tkachuk #Matthew Tkachuk request #Matthew Tkachuk imagine #Matthew Tkachuk smut #nhl #hockey #calgary flames #flames #calgary #masterlist #the other masterlist #song prompt masterlist

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steve0discusses · 3 years

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Yugioh S5 Ep 20: Yugi’s Senshi Outfit

So I’ve been doing a lot of work, and I haven’t looked at the blog for a hot minute and when I finally checked back in to do these posts I noticed something on my tumblr was just blowing up. I got all excited thinking “oh shoot, Did I draw something right??” and instead, it was a random post I made about the bootspants from season 1. Three years later, resurrected from the grave and covered in...thousands of notes? I don’t understand how this website works.

Anyways, the comments are mostly good, but a little bit wild. A lot of people seem to think I would know what Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure is, when I’m an adult who is still watching the first 5 seasons of Yugioh. (I will never have time to watch Jojo,) and then some other people started talking about Actual Card Mechanics that went...completely beyond my comprehension. But then there was one person. One person who said one thing, and brought it all together.

Poots.

The boots that are pants.

Poots.

I can’t believe I looked at all the different combinations, but a Poots never crossed my brain.

It is so perfect, so cathartic, although it took 3 years to get there.

Poots.

Anyways, we’re in S5 and unfortunately not in poots anymore, Yugi is now dressed in a tupperware container from hell and they have wandered into a desert. On cue, Grandpa has an injury, but at least this time it’s not his ass.

You know how there’s artists who do hyper-realistic versions of pokemon monsters with detailed bone structure and muscle anatomy? I dare them to look at this orb and tell me how the hell it has wings. Like go ahead and try and pin a spine down on that thing. I’ll wait.

(read more under the cut)

So Joey decides to sprint down this endless desert with just boundless positivity.

Over the edge of this sand dune is a whole bunch of huts,just random civilization out in the middle of no where.

One girl walks over and it’s a look.

She’s really the only one here who can talk, and she just seems...so incredibly bored to be here. A whole lot of Wednesday Addams energy. She leads them into a hut where an old guy pulls a scroll out of blue fire. As you do.

Again, this arc should have been a video game, because while it’s something to get the player interested if there’s some riddle they have to solve to progress, when you’re watching a TV show, it’s not like I’m the one solving the riddle. The format is honestly one of the downers of this arc, tbh.

It has strong “I played a D+D sesh and made a webcomic out of it vibe” and I know I just called out like half of you, but listen, I will not take it back.

This episode, our gimmick is some asshole is going to be yelling at us from the other end of the map, just shouting in the background for the entirety of the episode like that tangible human skull meme.

Then Wednesday Addams hands over yet another MacGuffin because why not?

Tea can twin it up with Yugi now. Her necklace doesn’t seem haunted, but it’s only a matter of time. (also her necklace looks so freakin terrible, we’ll see it later and I’ll have a lot more to say because wtf it looks like some sort of polly pocket.)

I’m not 100% that the voice that shouts at us from the end of the hall this episode is Mokuba’s voice actress. But I’m 99% positive it is, or Mokuba’s voice is just really that type of vibe.

Stuff happens, and it felt like card duel stuff, so I’m gonna skip over the part where they pulled out their duel monsters one by one, since the fight was pointless anyway because the worms can turn you into stone. So Yugi and Pharaoh decide to have a chat about it because their plan is clearly not working.

This is when Pharaoh has a vivid lucid daydream, which seems like something that would have been more convenient before he ended up turning into stone on the floor of some desert. But, hallucinations never come when they’re convenient on this show. They usually come during card games, tbh.

Imagine with me that you’re dreaming of like...an old ass greek guy who is 99% Alexander the Great. Imagine he tells you to fuse with a sentient paper card that you already carry around in a weird capsule.

Please

For the love of all that is holy

Do not think about what it means to fuse with the Dark Magician.

Dark Magician is...he “exists” but he’s like not even a person. There seem to be whole fleets of dark Magicians, which are all the same guy, just cloned, right? Or maybe they’re a family? Or like...I don’t freakin know. Like they’re all hanging out together in some card dimension so it’d be more like fusing with the guy who dresses like Barney the dinosaur instead of actually Barney. Like he’s more of like a concept than a dude, but apparently you can just introduce him to your...whatever this armor is supposed to be, and Dark Magician turns into a Super Suit.

I want to express my thanks to the Yugioh team for not putting Yami in his underoos. Hell, they didn’t even take off his jacket. I do not know what art directer ok’d this for animation and said “yeah, this won’t kills us if we animate it.” but that is a hell ton of lines and design right there. Yeah they have 3d, and probably had to 3d that staff...but that doesn’t mean you don’t end up drawing it, in the end--you still have to draw over your 3d. You still have to draw literally everything.

Anyway, when we get to the eye of the storm. The secret to getting there was that you have to fly, which again--3/5 of these guys already have a monster that can fly. We can finally tell the voice at the end of the hall to stop yelling because it’s really bothering all the townspeople, and then move on with the quest.

Everyone else was stone during this. So when they un-petrified they kinda looked over at Yugi and were like “how freakin long was I out???”

But youknow, Yugi’s 2 people, so it’s fine. So long as you don’t get down to the third bastard still sitting around in there.

After this, our NPCs vanish, and the show pushes us directly forward. No time for them to piss off a land turtle or set a bunch of wolves on fire. Just get out of the desert and freakin go.

I’m just so bothered by this random ass huge chunky necklace.

It’s like the size of your freakin fist. And it’s just...a pentagon. Congrats Tea, you have a fake ass plastic necklace. I guess it’s so that when we’re far away we can still see it on her chest but like...This show loves huge ass necklaces, and they’re all basic ass shapes. We got a pyramid, the Kaiba’s wear squares, Bakura wears a circle with kind of phallic bits hanging off of it and this is just...it’s literally just a pentagon.

I guess Ishizu wore a wadjet and Duke has an indecipherable clown as his necklace. But man...the Yugioh necklace game is just a lot of shapes.

And so we continue on with this filler arc, which is also a pokemon arc, and even secretly has a Sailor Moon arc just stuffed in there for funsies. This arc is weird.

Also, I brought up the human skull so I legally have to post this.

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Anyway, here’s a link to read these in chrono order, in case you just got here: https://steve0discusses.tumblr.com/tagged/yugioh/chrono

And I’m off to drink a bin of ice water because it is 5 billion degrees right now in this house.

#ygo #yugioh #yu gi oh #episode recap #photo recap #S5 #Ep 20 #yugi muto #yami #grandpa muto #tea gardner #and her new accessory #tristan taylor #joey wheeler #and that time that Yami fused with dark magician and we all acted like that wasn't extremely weird

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sixteenthshen · 3 years

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Episode 1 Notes/Meta

Contains minor spoilers up to Youtube's schedule and references to the novel

Since I don’t have any new episodes to watch until Friday, I decided to watch the drama all over again, very closely, to see if there’s anything new to discover.

Zhou Zishu's character:

Drama immediately sets the backdrop/tells us why his character is kinder, more compassionate than in the novel. We don't know that drama!ZZS is kinder yet at this time, but we can see that he's schemey and sneaky

He wears a mask of indifference as the Window of Heaven's leader (sorry ZZH, I was wrong. I thought your acting was stiff during one scene, but now I know better). It's one of the many subtle faces of ZZS.

Wen Kexing's character:

He must be a highly-skilled martial artist based on how easily he kills two ghosts and that he can spot another skilled martial artist from a distance (beggar Zhou)

He's quite schemey. First, when he orders all his subordinates out to hunt for a man he just killed. Next, when he lets Gu Xiang go to check on the beggar, he's also subtly using her to test that unknown person's martial arts skills.

Why they're soulmates:

WKX understood immediately what "beggar" Zhou was doing (suntanning)

They're both well-matched schemey bastards

Behind the cut, geographical details and some details about the supporting characters. This is a very text-heavy post FYI

In chronological order:

20 years ago, Rong Xuan was killed by the Five Lakes Alliance and the gathered heroes.

Prince Jin is based far away in the North (Hedong 河东), where he holds power. It implies most of the story later takes place closer to the south of China.

Prince Jin ordered the Window of Heaven (TC in short, for Tian Chuang) to assassinate the Military Governor of Zhenwu (Officer Li). The Zhenwu Army is located somewhere around Inner Mongolia today.

Prince Jin falsely claims the Military Governor is a traitor to the country and has him assassinated. Prince Jin harbours treasonous thoughts, and in turn, makes ZZS and TC traitors.

Officer Li recognized Zhou Zishu by sight (calls him Officer Zhou), which means that they must have met previously somehow. He is shocked to know that ZZS is the leader of TC, so TC must be a secret assassin/spy organization (like an ancient CIA)

Zhou Zishu gets a drop of blood on his sword and flicks it off – he does not like blood.

Princess Jing An knows ZZS and first calls him Zhou shixiong (her first instinct is to use a familiar address). She later changes it to Officer Zhou when she realizes what he did.

Princess Jing An quotes, "The flowers blossom in all four seasons, knowing everything in the world", which makes ZZS turn to look at her - he sees the hairpin that his shidi Qin Jiuxiao made for the one he loves. ZZS gets super sad.

This line of poetry refers to the Four Seasons Manor (ZZS's martial arts sect)

ZZS, during his time as a court official, intentionally has a blank mask, so his emo is seen only in his slightly teary eyes. Removing this mask is also part of the freedom he seeks. Possibly symbolic that he feels freer living behind a physical mask than he does with his face.

Prince Jin ordered ZZS to personally nail the seven nails into Bi Chang Feng (Uncle Bi). It seems somewhat cruel of the Prince. ZZS walks with 2 of his commanders – Duan Pengju and Han Ying.

Uncle Bi calls ZZS Manor Lord (庄主)*. He says he cannot help but suspect the motives of Prince Jin. ZZS shows a slight reaction to this. He knows the motivations of Prince Jin by now. Not only is he a traitor himself, but he dragged all his 81 men down with him.

This is the root cause of ZZS's different personality traits in the drama and novel. I think his character in both the book and drama adaption is similar, but his additional compassion stems from being placed in different circumstances.

Novel!ZZS did terrible things for the right reasons. As a result, he won't feel as guilty and has less reason to be so compassionate.

Drama!ZZS followed the wrong master, and the awful things he did were for treasonous reasons. There's no justification for the lives he took. Because he did worse things, he's better able to "see the light" and understand things in life better. Therefore, kinder.

The motto of the Window of Heaven (as requested by Prince Jin):

The members are to carry out their missions without leaving a trace (shadow without traces)

Once a person enters TC, they're never to leave (entry without exit.)

To know everything and to be everywhere.

When the camera cuts to ZZS's two senior officers, Han Ying shuts his eyes sadly while Duan Pengju has a slight smile on his face 🤨🤨.

Nails of Seven Torments (七窍三秋钉) – seven nails, each to be driven into the seven primary acupoints (for martial arts) in a person's body. After that, a person won't get to see more than three autumns. They would lose their martial arts ability entirely, and their five senses deteriorate over time, preventing the secrets of TC from being leaked. (see #2 of their motto)

ZZS does not like anyone who's not from his sect to call him Manor Lord, as it's a reminder of his failings. He doesn't think he has the right to be called that any longer since he ruined his sect.

Prince Jin calls ZZS by his name directly (Zishu); it implies a certain level of familiarity. However, ZZS hasn't been presented himself in front of Prince Jin in some time, suggesting he has already distanced himself from Prince Jin (and a certain level of disrespect)

From Duan Pengju, we learn that ZZS hadn't taken up his sword much in the past year due to a lingering injury; this time at the Military Governor's residence was the first time he wielded his sword in a while.

DPJ also uses this word again (又) in Chinese to describe ZZS aggravating his injuries again (that isn't in the YT subs), which implies that he has suffered other internal injuries before, not solely from QJX's death. DPJ is subtly suggesting to Prince Jin that ZZS is no longer very fit and not suitable for his role (shows us his ambition).

ZZS's current injury (that Uncle Bi refers to and why he coughed up blood in the snow) came about after Qin Jiuxiao's (shidi) death. He coughed up blood then and fainted.**

ZZS's residence is called Chongming Garden (重明苑), where he has a mural of 82 white flowers and the line of poetry about the Four Seasons Manor. He paints each flower red when one of his original sect members pass away. There's only one white flower left --- himself. See this link for a more detailed translation.

ZZS scolds a vision of his shidi not to cry. ZZS's assertion that men shouldn't cry comes up several times later. His eyes only get teary after this scene, and not a single tear falls again (still canon for now).

ZZS has an official court position. He's an Imperial Guard with some seniority, and it's likely why the Military Governor calls him Officer Li. (A governor would not call a low ranked Imperial Guard “Officer” 大人 daren)

ZZS has several battle wounds from a blade, but the ones on his back (shoulder blades) look messy. Not sure what they are yet, but I think it could become relevant later.

Prince Jin appears unstable when he talks about everyone leaving him. Yunxing and Beiyuan are both characters from Lord Seventh. Beiyuan is the titular character of that novel. When Prince Jin said, "Beiyuan is gone too", ZZS displays a minute reaction because he knows Beiyuan isn't actually dead.

Prince Jin says ZZS is ruthless, but he's even more so to himself (recurring description).

Here, we see that ZZS knows of DPJ's ambition to take over his job when he says they both get their wishes today. DPJ becomes the new TC leader.

Prince Jin lets ZZS go. As he watches ZZS leave, he recites two lines from a poem, which title roughly translates to "on one's deathbed/imminent death".***

“涓涓江汉流，天窗通冥室。谗邪害公正，浮云翳白日。” Small streams can become large rivers; even a window as small as a skylight can brighten a dark room. Rumours and evil can harm the public good; clouds can block the bright light of the sun.

There's some foreshadowing here. Prince Jin sees ZZS leaving as a threat. It could be that one person leaving TC "standing" may lead to an exodus or that ZZS knows too much to be left alive outside for long. Prince Jin sees himself as the righteous and the sun here. He follows the recital by saying he's only letting ZZS go for now.

ZZS's beggar styling is supposed to juxtapose his strict and neat dress as the leader of TC, including his hair and overall CBAssed-ness of how his clothes hang.

Hanged ghost died super quick. We see an arm covered in a red sleeve strangle him to death. Red sleeve dude seems to be the head of the Ghost Valley (yaaaaa we know who you are)

WKX lies to the masses about the Hanged Ghost and tells them to set forth out of the Ghost Valley. We can see that all of them are scared of him. He has a scheme -- but we don’t know what it is yet.

WKX and ZZS meet (yay!!!) in Yue (modern-day Zhejiang, in the south), far away from Prince Jin. We should note that this is very far away from the North, where Prince Jin and TC hold power.

ZZS would rather be a beggar than the Emperor. The freedom to live and do whatever he chooses is more important to him than riches or power.

WKX understood what ZZS was doing right away (while GX thinks he's a beggar). This is why they're soulmates!

Gu Xiang's cuteness comes off as a little forced here, but upon re-watching, I believe it's because she hasn't been out in the "human world" before. Her mannerisms are all learned from her life in the Ghost Valley. She's also about ten years younger than WKX, so she's supposed to be more energetic.

WKX allows GX to go down partly because he is curious about the beggar, who seems to be very skilled at martial arts. GX is quite a straightforward and innocent person. She's unaware that she's helping to test the beggar's skills for her master.

WKX notices the ZZS's martial arts and stands up right away. This scene is also more important than it seems to be at first. Later in episode 2, it's revealed that he recognized the beggar's particular martial arts as unique to the Four Seasons Manor sect. I think it's the first hint that beggar Zhou may be "Zhou Zishu". (We find out that WKX knows ZZS's real name in episode 6.)

ZZS intentionally hits himself to make himself seem like a poor injured beggar and GX a bully. It shows that ZZS is sneaky – and again, ruthless, even to himself.

* ZZS is not a real lord. He's the sect leader (Manor Lord comes about because his sect's name ends in Manor, and the address "my lord" comes from Manor Lord). ** This is a fictional type of injury, where people in Chinese historical dramas cough up blood when they suffer severe emotional shocks that cause some unexplained internal injury. *** 《临终诗》

#word of honor #word of honor meta #wen kexing #zhou zishu #not lying about text heavy #1800 words wtf

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jaysevhls · 4 years

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The Life I Had (pt.2) | Jay Halstead

Summary: Based on season 5, episodes 7 and 10. Jay is struggling with this undercover mission, while Y/N is trying to help him after Erin left him. Both of them are starting to realise their feelings for each other.

Pairing: Jay Halstead x Reader.

Author's note: Requests are open!

PART 1 | PART 3

It was time to go to work, when you got a message from Hailey that she'll pick you up, because you got a case. Since yesterday you were now at Adam's apartment, because when you moved to Jay, you decided to sell your apartment. You needed cash and it wasn't a necessary to have another one. You thought that it'll last longer than that, but well... Jay had different plans.

"I'll be back late, you can take my keys." Adam said when you walked into the kitchen.

"And why is that?"

"I'm working at something, don't worry." he hugged you, took his gun and badge and then left.

Hailey showed up few minutes later.

"What do we got?" you asked.

"Jay was undercover yesterday and he found a shooted girl. He's on the scene."

"Well, that's none of my business, but I'm pretty sure we've finished this case and there's no need to him be undercover."

"Yeah, I guess. Voight is already there, I don't know what we should expect." she said.

"I swear to god, if he got involved in something because of this girl, I'll end her." you said and closed the door behind you.

You followed Hailey to her car. After few minutes you were on the scene.

"What are you doing here?" Jay asked as you, Hailey and Voight showed up.

"Well, what are YOU doing here Jay? I'm pretty sure we've closed this case." Voight asked him, but you knew what the answer will be. Of course Jay was feeling something to this girl.

"I'm working. Camila Vega, she's my CI." he asked and looked at you.

"Since when? Did you put her in papers? you didn't want to listen this conversation. Walking by the few police officers, you decided to check the body and find some personal items like phone or wallet.

But there was nothing. Only cash.

"Y/N? Can we talk?" Jay appeared behind you as you were talking with other officer.

"What do you want? If I left something at your place I'll take it tonight, but I'm pretty sure I've got everything."

"Stop, no, I just... I really miss talking to you. I want to apologize Y/N." he looked at you and you felt tears willing up in your eyes. Why was this so difficult? You weren't together, you didn't break up... He was just a friend. And partner.

"I don't think it's a great place to have conversation like this. I can meet you tonight if you want."

"Okay, be at my place at 9pm." he tried to step forward and hug you, but you moved to the back. You didn't feel right, not now.

Even if you were still mad at him, you smiled when he walked away. It was painful being that far away from him, he meant so much to you, and it couldn't end up like this, but at the same time he needed to know that what he did was just wrong.

Time passed by and you decided to leave Adam's apartment and go visit Jay. This day wasn't that bad at all. Back at district you were talking a little bit more with him that usual, so that made you really happy.

You decided to take a walk to his apartment. It was close to Ruzek's apartment and there was no need to drive, besides, you thought that this night you both will end up drunk.

After few minutes you were chasing the hall. You checked your phone last time to saw if he sent something to you about cancelling your plans. You knocked on his door, but there was just silence. He didn't text you, you were just standing there knocking at his door.

"Hey, can you be more quiet? If he's not answering, maybe he just doesn't want to talk" some neighbor said.

"Sorry, I'll just go now." you answered. You stood there for second before storming out from building. When you felt the wind on your cheeks, you bursted into tears. He lied. He freaking lied, leaving you there alone.

You couldn't catch a breath, everything was so blurry. You didn't want to show up like this in Adam's place, so instead of going there, you went back to the district. It was late, the whole intelligence went homes, so no one would notice you there.

You sat on the couch in break room with tea in your hands. From nowhere Voight appeared confused, just standing and staring at you.

"Please just don't say anything, I can't handle more today." you said.

"What happened kiddo? I thought you went home with Adam." he walked closer.

"Yeah I did, but I forgot to do something here so I got back."

"Don't lie to me Y/N. You gave me your files, there's no reason for you to be here." he said. "So, you better gotta tell me what happened or I'm calling Adam."

"Halstead and I can't get along in past few weeks, we were supposed to meet today, but he just didn't show up and I can't go back to Adam place looking like this. I'll stay here for the night I guess."

"No way Y/N. Come on, you're going back to Adam, you're going to tell him what happened. I can't let you think that this is okay. Talk about everything what is bothering you kid."

"You're right I guess. But I'll go alone, I need to call someone before I got home."

"Okay, but I'm giving you 15 minutes, then I'll call Trudy to drive you on her own."

"Sure thing."

The next day, you arrived alone to the district. Team got a lead to a guy who were dealing with drugs and he supposed to meet that killed girl. After founding out that she was undercover as CIA agent just made this case the important things and it needed to be solved as soon as possible.

You smiled at Trudy when you got there and went straight upstairs.

"Club Echo? And Alex? I know him, I met him trough Camila." you heard Jay's voice as you appeared in bullpen."I can go under with Y/N." he continued.

"Take Hailey, I've got a work to do." you snapped at him and went to your desk. Voight looked at you and answered:

"Y/N, you're going. I need Hailey here." he said.

"But Serg-" of course he made this because of the last night and what you've told him.

"Go before you'll say too much." you stood up, grabbed your jacket and went after Jay.

The whole time there was a silence in the car. You said that you don't want to talk as you got in his truck and he just nodded.

After a while you were in Echo, searching for Alex.

"Hey man, thanks for meeting." Jay said.

"Ryan, hey! Who's that pretty lady huh?" Alex asked looking at you.

"Not your league. I'm his sister." you pointed with your head at Jay.

"So, I heard that you have something good for me."

"What are you talking about?" Alex laughed at Jay.

"Man, we y'all know that you're dealing. Camila told me."

"Yeah I do. What also did she said after that 20 minutes in the back of the club and whole night at her place huh?" you looked at Jay confused. He stood you up for her. He freaking lied to you because of her. He chose her over you.

"Alright, you want to know more than you should. Can we make a deal?" Jay asked.

"Sure, I'll call you when it'll be done." they said goodbyes and you went outside.

You couldn't believe that Jay really did that to you. After all these years.

"I can't believe..." you whispered.

"What Y/N?"

"You're sleeping with her. This entire time being "undercover" you were screwing up with her." you said.

"Y/N, it's not like that..."

"It's not like what? Like what Jay? You fucking lied to me. I was the one who waited for you for almost an hour in front of their apartment, because you were too busy fucking her! Was that worth it? Over all these things we had?

"I wanted to see you but it came out of nowhere and I needed to meet her and talk." he answered and walked closer.

"No, all you needed was to fuck her. That's what you wanted to do. All this time. And don't play being broken and alone Jay. I was the one who were with you all this time! I stayed the night with you, I moved in with you, because you needed help! I watched you almost die, cry every night, I was there, not her! And you're still treating me like this."

"Don't make it like this Y/N... Don't play innocent girl, you're saying that I'm making wrong choices but maybe look at yourself and ask if it's right to sleep around with Adam!"

"What the fuck are you talking about?"

"Life isn't perfect Y/N."

"Yeah, funny story that you were the one who broke me first." you said and walked away.

Part 3?

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4: Hot Dog'd to Death.

The boys chase their dreams of joining Joey Chestnut in the MLE hall of fame.

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I reveal the Amy of Thomas Annus!!! And stick around for the end notes for an exciting announcement!

Word count: 5094

Warnings: General warnings found on masterpost. Food, messy eating, mentions of nausea/vomiting, overuse of the word wiener, and (bad) math.

THOMAS ANNUS, THOMAS ANNUS

Janus and Remus stood in a familiar looking kitchen; the one where they ate during the second video, not the one where they cooked. Janus was getting a bowl from the cabinet, while Remus held a bunch of plastic packages in his hands. He jiggled them as he stood, tapping his foot as he waited for Janus to finish.

"Stop that," Janus turned towards the sink, bowl in hand. He began filling water into the bowl. "You're going to drop them, and we need as many as possible if we're going to do this right." He turned the water off, leaving the bowl in the sink.

Remus stopped jiggling the packages, setting them onto the counter by the sink. A close up from the camera revealed eight packages of hot dogs. "Now, are you going to cooperate and open them, or is this too much for you to handle?" Remus gasped.

"How dare you imply that I can't handle my wieners?!" Janus nodded.

"Then here." He plopped a pair of children's safety scissors by him, then turned towards the camera. "Today we're going to attempt to match, if not beat," he thrust his finger up into the air, enthusiastically, then lowered it to continue, "the Major League Eating, or MLE, record for hot dogs."

"Because anything can be a sport if you get a judge involved!" Remus grinned.

"Not anything," Janus corrected, "I'm pretty sure your 'Most Dangerous Game' idea was several types of illegal."

"Naaaaaaw," Remus waved the concept away like there was a fly in his face. "I don't think there's anything wrong with shark-water-skiing-while-scorpion-juggling, I just think the world wasn't ready for my genius." Remus got a faraway look on his face. Janus sighed, and pulled out his phone.

In the background, Remus stared for a moment, shook himself like a wet dog, then blinked as he looked down at the counter. He picked up the scissors and a package of hot dogs. He attempted to start opening them, but to no avail. "The number of hot dogs eaten, buns and all, in ten minutes," Janus recited. Remus put the scissors down, choosing instead to bite the corner of a package instead. "The record is 75 hot dogs," Remus stuck his finger through the plastic. "Set by Joey Chestnut, professional eater." Remus looked delighted in the background, and stuck three fingers from his other hand in three more packages. "He set this record in 2020, at Nathan's annual hot dog eating contest."

Remus lifted his hand and slowly crept towards Janus. "The question is; can we break that record?" Remus struck, making a slapping motion across Janus's cheek, hot dogs jiggling in their packages. "What the actual hell do you think you're doing now?" Janus turned immediately towards him, accusing.

"Thought your sharp cheekbones might help open the packages," Remus replied easily, unabashed.

"Just open them into the bowl," Janus hissed out. Remus went back to do so, swinging his hips as he went. He split open the package from the hole he made, pouring them into the bowl.

"Hey, look!" Remus gestured to one of the empty packages still on his finger. "They're packs of eight, just like the buns," he pointed out. "Not like how it used to be where they'd be seven, but the buns would be eight. Nice touch!"

"Of course," Janus waved his hands dismissively. "I'm not buying into the conspiracy of uneven packages where you keep having to buy one to keep up with the other; an endless cycle of trying to break even." He scoffed. "Plus, less math involved."

"Good call."

The scene ended, then opened up on the two of them staring at the microwave. The bowl was already in it. They were arguing.

"Listen," Remus insisted, "There are eight packages in there, so if it takes five minutes for one, it should take forty minutes to do them all together!"

"Five minutes?" Janus's jaw nearly dropped, "it takes half a minute a hot dog!"

"Okay, fine, so then thirty seconds multiplied by eight dogs is two hundred and forty." He tilted his head to the side, "So, wait, it'd be two minutes, forty seconds, right?"

"Oh, well," Janus scoffed, "why not just put it on for two hundred and forty minutes?"

"Hey, I may be a stupid, dumb idiot, but I'm not stupid!" He sniffed haughtily. "Two hundred and forty seconds, times eight packs, that's one thousand nine hundred and twenty seconds. Divide that by the number of seconds in a minute, equals thirty one minutes and sixty seconds!" Remus concluded smugly. There was a pause as Janus stared at him, glare becoming more intense with each passing second, Remus was unmoving, although he seemed to realize that there was something going on, and he raised both eyebrows. Janus seemed to be winding up, fingers curling in, clawed, body inflating with his inhale.

"WH-"

The video cut again. Janus and Remus were standing there, calmly smiling at the camera until the microwave beeped. Remus turned away to check on it, gave the bowl a small jiggle, and then closed the door.

"It's not ready yet." He turned to Janus. "So, four minutes, right?" Janus turned around, leaning his head on the fridge, massaging his forehead.

"It's going to be a long year, isn't it?" Janus groaned as Remus put the microwave on again. "A long, long year."

"Well, the 'dogs are cooking." Remus gestured to the microwave, which was running. "Yeah. That's right. 'Dog. Apostrophe-dog. It's short for hot dog." He winked. Janus turned back around to compose himself.

"We should, perhaps, consider some manner of stain-guard," Janus mused. "Some of us are, ah," he glanced at Remus, who had put a leftover package in his mouth, sucking on it. "Mess-prone."

"Ooh!" Remus held out his hand in front of him, opened his mouth and let the package fall out onto it. "I've got a bunch of spare clothing that would be perfect for this!" He shifted back and forth on his feet.

"Alright," he sighed, rolling his eyes, "let's see what trash rags you've got in store for us." Remus yelped in glee, running off.

The microwave went off a few seconds later, and Janus opened the door with a click, letting the steam out. He waved a hand through the air, giving a little cough. "There. Perfectly cooked, just as we had it planned from the beginning." Janus took a hot dog from the bowl, holding it lightly by one end, then looked directly at the camera. "Joan. You want a hot dog?" The camera viewpoint moved back and forth, like it was shaking its head. Janus grabbed a package of buns, dangling it so that it got in-frame. "Are you sure? We can afford one without messing up our record." The camera moved up and down, nodding.

"Well," Janus shrugged, "if you insist." He tossed the tube of meat back into the bowl with a quiet plop! Remus gave a long scream from off-screen, indicating his imminent return. He came in running, arms hanging at his side, something bunched up in his hands.

"I've got our eating ponchos!" He proudly lifted his arms up, opening his hands, revealing what he was carrying.

"These are garbage bags."

"Color-coded garbage bags," Remus corrected. "See? I've got one in black, for me," he held up what looked like a large black drum liner in one hand, "and one in white for you!" He held up his other hand, displaying a white kitchen trash bag. "We're stylin'!" He gripped both bags tightly as he bounced in excitement.

"Alright," Janus sighed, "I guess."

"Also, yours only came in a large," he unfurled both bags, revealing Remus's to be much larger.

"It's okay, you'll grow into it."

"I'm a growing boy!" Janus snorted.

"You're a messy boy." Remus's face lit up, and he opened his mouth, eyebrows already waggling. "No, I already regret that. Moving on." Remus deflated, pouting.

"That episode was boring," he whined, leaning his head on Janus's shoulder. "I kept throwing my ideas out there and all the real good ones weren't even mentioned."

"Hey," Janus looked down at him, "listen," his voice and expression were soft as they locked eyes. "Don't touch me." Remus leaped up, holding the bags high above his head.

"Let's go fill our mouths with weineeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee-"

The video cut, then opened again on Janus sitting down, and Remus standing behind a large table filled with plates of plain hot dogs, and another with hot dogs, loaded and ready to go, already inside the buns. There was also a full Brita filter, with two cups. The sides, themselves, are now wearing the garbage bags, holes around their heads and arms, like very poorly constructed ponchos. "-eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeers!" Remus finally concluded, plopping down in his seat.

He looked at Janus, grabbing a hot dog, "So, ready to eat?"

The video paused on the scene, Remus in the middle of gesturing with the food, Janus looking harried. Text filled the screen while cheesy elevator music played in the background. Video editor here. I'd just like the record to state that Remus did not shout 'wieners' twice. That text disappeared, more came on. He kept the scream going for the entire 20 minutes it took them to get set up and ready. The last bit of text replaced it. Thank you. That stayed on the screen, and then at the bottom right, a quick help me flashed in and out before the scene resumed.

"I suppose," Janus sighed, grabbing the hot dog, placing it out of reach, "But we do need to discuss strategy. If we're going to beat Chestnut at his own game, we need to think like him; but smarter."

"Ha! Chestnut, more like chestesticle." Remus grabbed two more hot dogs triumphantly.

"Oh, yes, well done," Janus overexaggeratedly rolled his eyes. "That's given us all the ammo we need to tackle this challenge." He raised an eyebrow while glaring.

"No, no, but these are the strats!" He pushed the hot dogs at him, buns squashing into his chest. "They always dunk them in water to make them squishy and gross and easier to slide down our gullets without chewing. Like pelicans!"

"Well, if we're going to beat Chestnut, we've got to think like him, I suppose." He grabbed a hot dog from Remus's hand. "What are our thoughts on condiments?"

"Well," Remus readied his hot dog as well, "I don't think they use them in the MLE, but I'd be down for some honey mussie."

"Some what?" Janus raised an eyebrow and smirked, amusement in his expression. "Honey muscle?"

"Well, I was talking about the condiment," he leered Janus's direction, "but now I'm thinking I want to pour honey over your arms and lick it off."

"Oh, stop," he coyly put a hand on his chest, "save some of that ravenousness to put towards our goal."

"Yeah, let's kick Joey Chestnut's ass through his wiener!" He looked down at his hot dog, then pouted. "I still want some mussie, though." He got up from the table, "You want smushed, sweetened tomato squeeze bottle?"

"Yes, alright, bring some ketchup, too." He watched Remus exit. A small stopwatch popped up in the corner of the screen, edited in, while the video fast forwarded. Janus, sped up, laid his hot dog down, then put his head on a hand. The stop watch showed the passage of thirty seconds, Janus started drumming his fingers, then a minute, and then as the video went back into normal speed, the sound of clanking came from the kitchen. Janus blinked, "Wait, what mustard are you bringing?" He waited for an answer. "Remus, what mustard are you bringing? What are you doing in there?!"

"Whaaaat?!" Remus shouted, unnecessarily loudly, "Sorry! Kssssh! Can't hear you! Kssssh! I'm going through a tunnel! Kssssssssssssshhhh!

"Remus!" Janus glared in the direction of the kitchen, then sighed, turning towards the camera. "It's not like I can stop him." He brightened a bit. "And it's only mustard, how bad could it be?" The corner of his mouth twitched. "I regretted that before I said it."

Remus swaggered back in then, ketchup bottle in his left hand, a jar full of what had to be mustard in his right. It was gloppy, yellow, and had flecks of something floating in it. He plunked the mustard onto the table, leaving his hand on it as he sauntered back around the table into his chair. He put the ketchup by his feet. The stopwatch blinked 3:46 before dropping down off the screen.

"I'm not giving you ketchup access until you try the mustard." Remus declared before picking up his hot dog.

"Joy," Janus responded dryly. "I'll try to contain my excitement for its consumption." He picked up his hot dog and mumbled, "Let's hope I don't die of consumption."

"That's always a concern," Remus nodded solemnly.

"You guys ready?" Joan asked from behind the camera. The two gave simultaneous nods, Remus's more excited than Janus's. "Alright, counting down, get ready in three, two, one… go!" Their finger pushed a button off-screen somewhere, a timer appearing on the screen, counting down from 10:00 as the button was pressed.

Remus held out his hot dog, waiting, looking at Janus, pleading. Janus caught his gaze, rolled his eyes, and held his own hot dog out.

"Cheers." Janus held his hot dog out slightly to Remus.

"Cheers!" He bumped his hot dog against Janus's in a toast, smooshing the bun a little. "Clink! A toast, even when the bun isn't!" And then he brought his arm back towards himself, smoothly biting half the hot dog clean off. Janus took a more delicate bite of his own.

"Well, they're cooked," he mused. He chewed while he reached for the yellowish substance in the jar, "might as well get this over with." He swallowed, opening it up. He looked inside, and grimaced. "Oh no," sarcasm leaked from every word. "I've forgotten a knife, how will I ever manage to apply it now?"

"Oh," Remus swallowed, "don't worry about it," he waved the idea off, taking another bite. "Jussh dunnkit!" He shoved what remained of his hot dog into the jar, bits of bun sticking in the concoction. He drew it out with a flourish.

"Hm." He tapped the glass. "Oddly enough, I don't think that changed the consistency at all." He tilted it. "Or how appetizing it looks."

"Thanks!"

"You grossly overestimate how appetizing this looks." Janus dipped his own hot dog in it, "emphasis on gross."

"Thanks," Remus leaned towards Janus, shoving the rest of his hot dog into his mouth, shimmying his shoulders, and grabbing a second hot dog. A large green 1 hovered over his head, keeping score. Janus rolled his eyes, and finally leaned in to take a small bite.

And immediately spit it out.

He grabbed his glass of water, downing half of it in one go. "Uh uh uh," Remus waggled his finger at him, grabbing another hot dog. "Can't get into the MLE with negative dogs," he cackled. The counter above Janus sprang to life, -1 hovered in gold. Bits of hot dog crumbled out of Remus's mouth.

"Shove it," Janus took his own advice, shoving the rest of the hot dog into his mouth. The counter flipped to 1 as he chewed angry and determined. "Wha' di'joo make this ou' of?"

"Oh, it's simple, really. I couldn't find anything but dijon." He took another large bite as Janus reached for his second. He swallowed the bite whole. "So I took that, added honey, because honey mussie. But then, it wasn't the right color, so I added yellow food coloring." He bit another section of hot dog off, swallowing it immediately. "But then! There's spicy brown mustard, right, so I added some red pepper flakes!" He stuffed the rest of the hot dog in, and swallowed, his arms above him, triumphant. "Ta-dah!" Remus's number went up to 2.

Janus had been silently eating his second hot dog. His brow creased at him. He swallowed.

"Shut up and give me the fucking ketchup."

"Hey, uh, does the MLE have a chewing requirement?" Joan asked, amusement in their tone as Remus grabbed his third. "I mean, that was impressive, but I'm pretty sure that people are expecting that sort of display out of Janus, because of the whole snake thing, y'know?"

"Don't be racist." Janus shot at them. They just laughed. Janus went back to eating, holding out his hand for the ketchup.

"Oh, all right, spoil sport." He grabbed it from underneath his chair, and placed it in his hand in one smooth motion. "Hey, can you imagine the kitchen before a hot dog eating contest?" Janus made a face as he finished off his second, a 2 lighting up over his head. Remus dunked his in the mustard mixture again, seemingly happy with his life choices. "What do you think it's like?" Janus grabbed another hot dog, and put ketchup on it.

"Giant microwave," Janus flatly stated, taking a bite. Remus howled with laughter, even as Janus continued to not react. When Remus calmed down enough, he took another bite, and swirled his glass of water.

"Should we do the dunk-y thing?" He asked, already stabbing his hot dog into the water.

"I suppose," Janus took a bite. "Might as well do it like the professionals." He dunked his hot dog into the water as he chewed, watching as Remus chewed through his soaked bun with no resistance. His eyebrows constricted as he readied himself, taking a bite.

"T'a p'ofeshhha's a' disga‐in'!" Soggy hot dog bun oozed out of the corners of his mouth. An edited translation blipped on screen, The professionals are disgusting!

"Oh, definitely." Remus finished off his piece, 3. "Just look at my glass!" He grabbed another hot dog and shoved his water glass into the camera, which zoomed in, showing a swirling mess of yellow congealed mustard bits floating around mushy bun bits. "It's like the second most delicious lava lamp there is." He retracted the glass back to himself.

"What's the first most delicious?" Janus halfheartedly asked.

"Actual lava lamp." Remus brought a bunless hot dog near his mouth. "Third most delicious is a lava lamp made with actual lava." He chomped through the hot dog. Janus was making his way through his own, and pointed his finger at him accusingly.

"Bun on or it doesn't count." He dunked his hot dog again. "Naked dogs are illegal in the MLE." He looked down into his glass. "There's ketchup in the water." He wrinkled his nose.

"Don't get your scales all rumpled." He slapped a bun down onto his plate, pouring half of the water on it. "My wiener might be streaking out in the open, but I'm on the up and up!" He poked at the bun, which leaked water, nodded to himself, then grabbed a straw. He slowly sucked up the wet bun through the straw, which worked surprisingly well.

"Thank goodness, I thought you were going to snort it." Janus put the last bit in his mouth. 3 over his head.

"Hey, it's just gotta be in me, right?" He slurped up the rest of the mush on the plate, gulping it down. 4 for Remus. "Nobody said anything about not being allowed to drink it!" Janus loaded his next hot dog.

"I think I'll stick with my methods." Janus applied a bit of ketchup to the hot dog before dunking it. He took a bite.

"You think this counts?" The camera focused on Remus, now with two hot dogs up his nose. "I could probably fit more."

"I'm pretty sure they need to be in your mouth." Janus finished chewing, executing another dunk bite. "Wonderful effort, though."

"Okay!" Remus opened his mouth and started to methodically place hot dogs, without buns, in his mouth. The first seven fit without problem. Then he stared to have to finagle them to fit. Janus watched idly as he continued with eating his hot dog.

"I'm going to put you and Joey Chestnut in your places." He looked down at the hot dog, dunked, and took a bite. "Urgh." He flicked the remainder of it over his shoulder. "Done." 3 ½ now floated over him. He grabbed another one.

"Aggaura ag ak gahagarra!" Remus shouted through the hot dogs in his mouth. The translation subtitle came up, simply reading ????????

"Oh, like you're doing much better," Janus retorted. "What's your count up to?" Remus held up a finger, indicating to wait, and then abruptly bit clean through his mouthful. The action was blurred in a censor. He spit out the rest of what was in his mouth and hot dog halves flew all over the table.

"I've got twenty four, not including the ones that were up my nose!" Janus tapped his own nose.

"Speaking of, you've got a little something there." He gestured to the hot dog still lodged in his nostril. "Also, you're counting halves as one. That's definitely against MLE rules."

"The MLE can eat my wiener," Remus declared firmly, yanking the hot dog out of his nose and biting it.

"You have to actually eat them." Remus smacked the rest of the nose hot dog against Janus's shoulder. He ripped it out of his hand. "This is a competition, you idiot!"

"Oh really?" Remus sneered as he started to roll some of the hot dog halves into his hair like curlers, occasionally popping one in his mouth. "Because we started out with eight packages of eight dogs," he argued through his chewing. "That's only sixty four, total. If ole Boobball's record is seventy three, we've already failed!" He stuffed a bunch of buns in his mouth to make up for the bunless ones. 5 for Remus.

"No, shut up. I will beat him!" Janus picked up his hot dog. "I hurt. Even picking this up hurts." He looked the camera dead on. "Joan," he started, serious, "If we die from overdosing on hot dogs, you have to finish this yourself. You've got to finish filming, and you have to edit this all by yourself." Joan's laughter trickled out from behind the camera.

"Okay."

"And Thomas Annus." Remus piped in. He grabbed another hot dog bun. He ate it like corn on the cob from one side to the other.

"Right, you've got to carry out Thomas Annus the rest of the year." Janus put his arms on the table letting his head fall into them. "You need to film, edit, and upload all the videos on the channel."

"Alright," they agreed. "All hot dog videos, right?"

"Three hundred sixty plus videos of nothing but hot dogs is ridiculous." Remus argued. "Throw some sausages into the mix, yeah?" He stuck a hot dog in front his mouth, and chomped it bit by bit, imitating Pac-Man. He even made the mouth flapping noises. Remus's number went up to 6 1/2.

"Have that bastard Joey Chestnut help you." Janus grumbled. "This is all his fault anyway."

"Yeah! OKAY, GOOGLE!" Remus screamed, readying another hot dog. "CALL JOEY CHESTNUT!"

'Calling Joy of Chestnuts ' the device responded.

"No," Janus stepped in. "Okay, Google. Call Joey Chestnut."

'Calling Joe Chessrug.'

"Hey, Google." Janus said through gritted teeth, "Call Jo-ey," he breathed in, "Chest," he breathed out, "nut!"

'Calling Jerry from Chesapeake.'

"NO!!!!" Remus was in hysterics. Janus turned on him immediately. "Did you do something?! Is this your fault?!" Remus cut off his laughter, leering at him.

"My fault? So quick to blame me, are you?" He stuffed the last piece in his mouth, and grabbed another hot dog, offended, "as if I can't be trusted, is that what you're saying?"

"Yes," Janus glared.

"Okay." Remus shrugged, any offense disappearing off his face completely. He stared at Janus, as he slowly, slowly started lowering the hand with the hot dog, until his other hand slowly grabbed the waist of his pants. He pulled it away from his body.

"No, no," Janus grabbed his wrist, effectively halting him. "The dogs must be ingested via your mouth," he tutted. "Even if they end up inside you, they have to be consumed the normal eating way."

"Aw, poopy."

"That either." Remus pouted, and held out the hot dog towards Janus, shaking it gently. "Come on. You can do it. A few more bites?"

"No, go away. I hate food." Remus just grinned and shook the hot dog more. "Fine, then you have to suffer, too." He grabbed his own hot dog, and held it up to Remus, who gasped.

"How romantic! Shoving our wieners in each other's faces?" He sighed dreamily. "Come on, then, let's do this right." Janus stared blankly at him, still looking a bit nauseous, but held his arm out a little bit, letting Remus wrap his hot dog holding arm around Janus's elbow. He let his mouth hang open, allowing room for Remus to place the hot dog in, and he took a bite. While he chewed, he looked into Remus's, well, gaping hole, and abruptly shoved the rest of his own hot dog messily in. Remus chewed with gusto, getting bits everywhere.

"You're right. That was very romantic," he finished the last of it with a final bite, and wiped his fingers off on Remus's bag-covered shoulder. Remus finally swallowed his mouthload.

"D'aww," he batted his eyelids, "you know how I like my wieners rough and sloppy!" He picked up another hot dog. "Spaghetti, too!" He lightly sucked at the tip, before slurping the hot dog out of its bun, into his mouth.

Then it came partially back out as he choked a little. He cleared his throat, then sucked it right back in. "Whaddya say? Wanna Lady and the Tramp this thing?" Remus tapped the plate of hot dogs, even as Janus began to look ill. "Emphasis on the tramp," he leered, waggling his eyebrows furiously.

The timer hit zero just then, beeping its announcement of failure. Janus looked up as Remus put a hot dog under his nose like a second moustache.

"Oh, no." Janus unenthusiastically put his hands on his cheeks. Remus mimicked him, tensing his upper lip so that he could keep the hot dog stationary. "And we were so close, too. Ugh," he put a hand on his head, "I've got the hot dog sweats." Remus stroked his meaty moustache.

"What's the final count, Joan-dges?" He stuck out his arms in the camera's direction. There was silence.

"Oh, was that supposed to be me?" Joan asked, amused yet confused.

"Joan plus judges," Remus clarified. "So yeah! C'mon," he beckoned them with both hands. "What're the scores?"

"I have no idea," the camera moved ever so slightly as they shrugged. "I haven't been paying any attention. I think the editors worry about that." As they finished speaking a big yellow 4 1/2 hovered over Janus, and a big green 8 over Remus. Janus hesitated.

"Well, look at those scores!" He gestured at his chest level. Remus looked down at his chest, too. The numbers hurriedly blinked out from over their heads to float where Janus was pointing.

"Woah," Remus overexaggerated his surprise, "look at how many we ate!" He gave a small, yet innuendo-filled grin. "And violated."

"It looks like it's enough to beat the MLE record! Just like that! No problems at all!"

"Woo-hoo! Go us!" Remus stood. "Victory chest bump!" He started pulling Janus up by his arm.

"No, please," he swatted his hands off, "I'm going to throw up all over you if any part of my front touches anything."

"Hmm, a little dirty, but I'd be down for trying anything once." Remus happily offered. He paused, "hey, who are the editors, anyway?"

"I don't know," he stared at the camera. "Who are the editors? Who uploads these things? Who manages this channel?" He continued to stare off facing forward. Remus joined in, staring into the camera for a minute.

"Oh well," the moment broke, "guess it's not important!" Remus shrugged. "What's today's lesson?"

"I don't feel nice."

"No, I mean our channel death lesson." He wiggled his fingers in emphasis. Janus groaned.

"Ugh, fine." He adjusted himself so that he was sitting upright. "Death comes for us all," he intoned gravely, "especially if you eat a shit ton of hot dogs. Then it comes even quicker. But not as quickly as we'll be coming for you, Chestnut." Janus pointed. "Beware. Subscribe while you still can." Remus looked down at the platters.

"Hey, what are we supposed to do with all these extras?" Janus shrugged, and Remus grabbed two. "Hot dog fight!" He reared back his arms, Janus protesting just as he threw them at him. The video ended as the first hot dog hit.

The clock resumed its countdown.

Endcard:

Janus was outside at the swamp. He was carrying a tray filled with what appeared to be all the leftover hot dogs and buns. Silently, with a neutral expression, he threw the contents onto the surface of the swamp.

A few tentacles shot out of the depths, gathering the food in one fell swoop, pulling it down out of sight. Janus calmly reached into the folds of his cape and took out the concoction that was Remus's jar of mustard, and tossed it in the same spot where that, too, was dragged under by a tentacle. Janus waited, and barely a moment later, the tentacle rose back up, and the now-empty jar was lightly placed on the shore.

Janus turned his head back to the camera. "Suck it, Joey Chestnut."

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First chapter since UA ended! So many feelings.

Anyway, I had some trouble writing this chapter, and while there were definitely external contributing factors, I think I need some more motivation. So! I've decided to create a discord server, come and join! I didn't figure out how to use role bots for nothing.

#sanders sides #remus sanders #janus sanders #ta chapter #my stories #joan the camera operator

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sweetrupturedlight · 4 years

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This week on Sen Çal Kapımı

Serkan's inability to articulate his feelings for Eda has him literally man down, while Eda contemplates their kinda, sorta, maybe mutual feelings and her future. Other stuff happens, but come on, with this episode, Edser takes centre stage as the ship sets sail on the high seas.

Before we jump right into it, last week in this post, I bulleted the things all of us expected was coming.

Let’s take one moment to note the glorious ways in which all of these things unfolded?

Nursing back to health

Pining

Severe angst

Breaking point

Dear writers of this show, we appreciate you. We are truly blessed.

Now, on to this week. The episode picks up where we left off, with Selin giving Serkan 2 days to decide whether she drops Ferit like a hot potato on the eve of their wedding. Let’s be clear, she wants to dump a man she is supposed to marry in two days to resume a logical and clinical relationship? Is Selin even in love with Serkan? It doesn’t seem like he treated her very well – but then again, it seems their relationship had a very logical genesis – no sweeping romantic gestures, no sweet words, no compliments it would seem! etc. So objectively I’m not sure what exactly makes that prospect better than the one with Ferit – who clearly does love and care for her. But I digress.

Essentially, this is how it plays out:

Selin: “Let me know in max 2 days if you want to be with me, k.”

Serkan: ...

Eda: Simply exists.

Serkan: Stares directly at Selin as he deliberately grasps Eda’s hand and holds on for dear life.

Now, they say actions speak louder than words... so how is Selin still not clear on the fact that Serkan not rushing to end her marriage means he’s not interested???

Anyhoo, Serkan and Eda spend most of the episode circling around the same.

Did you say yes to Selin?

What is your opinion on my situation with Selin?

Would you stay?

I can’t stay because… reasons

If either one of these to love-struck puppies took a second to reflect, they would realise that they actually have the answers already. Eda in fact, does consider for a minute that Serkan might actually have feelings for her. Serkan however, is convinced Eda cannot wait to get out of his life - which makes his bold move at the end of the episode a great moment for his own growth as a character. He was operating on his feelings and taking an emotional risk, having no idea how she actually felt. Yes, he had the note she left, but up until 20 minutes earlier, he was still fighting Engin on the notion that she could genuinely have feelings for him.

Speaking on Engin, writers, I have faith that we will see Engin mercilessly tease Serkan in the next episode about his heart eyes and his newfound familiarity with the language of love. This is likely going to bring great comedic gold. Its also not lost on me that Engin can so easily see the love between Serkan and Eda, but is totally clueless about his own romantic entanglements. To be honest, I’m not invested in this romance, so whomever he ends up with - or doesn’t - is fine by me.

Listen, I’m high key bursting at the fact that Eda and Serkan both already see the other in their bed(s). Them facing “each other” with longing was one of the smaller moments of the episode, but one of my favourites. And because this show is so good at parallels, I’m putting it out there that we will get a scene of them sharing a bed without Serkan needing to turn his back to her, but also without Serkan ruining the mood once daybreak arrives. Eda is a snuggler and she loves to sleep. I’m looking forward to bedroom shenanigans. Also, can Eda (and Engin) find the pictures of them he’s clearly carrying around in his wallet at this point? Please and thank you.

SIDE NOTE: according to Laila, Serkan has a conference in London “next week” which has been reserved for two people. Since I’m going out on a limb and saying Serkan won’t be travelling with Selin, will Eda accompany him to the UK? One can only hope for a honeymoon romantic getaway business trip.

Adore the “don’t leave” parallels that the show has been dropping like golden nuggets for the past few weeks. Serkan has spent multiple episodes in a struggle with himself. If Eda wants to leave, he insists its not his style to ask her to stay. But by episodes end he is so frenzied at the thought of his life without her, he’s ready and willing to say it m u l t i p l e times. We love a glow up.

Things I loved about this episode:

The handhold 5 seconds in & Eda’s impulsive kiss on his cheek.

The super cheesy let’s-randomly-turn-on-the-radio-and-awkwardly-listen-to-the-exact-song-describing-our entire-love-story. The way I was lapping it up with shovel. Also, Başak Gümülcinelioğlu’s (aka the actress playing Piril) song Sen Çal Kapımı is beautiful. All the fanvids, all the time please oh talented vidders.

Serkan’s meltdown at the office the minute he realised she’s about to leave. Hilarious. I truly enjoy seeing him a little off kilter and a lot out of control. Just looking at how his employees have relaxed since he’s been more relaxed - due to Eda’s influence - is a great subtle storytelling mechanism as well.

Immensely enjoyed Nurse Eda - especially her traditional approach to checking temperatures. LOL. Just a comment that despite Eda believing Serkan and Selin are most likely a thing, she refuses to leave his side in deference to Selin. I totally loved seeing her stake her claim. And judging by the never-you-mind, irritated way with which Serkan basically told Selin to move along, Serkan doesn’t want people around when he’s sick - but he certainly wants Eda.

Serkan going from unable to communicate to “you’re constantly in my head, in my every thought! You’ve taken over my brain! You’ve taken over my entire life!” #FlingsSelfIntoTheSun

THE KISS. Beautiful cinematography, beautiful direction, gorgeous cast, amazing script. Loved everything about it.

Things that broke/confused me

Serkan being a complete dolt and instead of enjoying the woman he loves cuddled up beside him, he takes the time to reiterate that he doesn’t remember their conversation from the night before. SMH. Eda was about to risk it all one last time, and Serkan’s poorly timed dose of realness is the final straw.

The tears in his eyes when she left the office. He was still fighting being vulnerable, even after Eda basically gave him the roadmap with an x for how to achieve success. Thankfully, by episodes end his own desperation at potentially losing her outweighed his “logic” and self preservation. Eda is teaching Serkan that its okay to need other people and that he doesn’t have to shoulder everything alone. #MyEndlessFloodOfTears

Aydan being unable to see how very much Serkan loves Eda and her - bordering on delusional at this point - push for Serkan to marry a woman who inspires no passion, no interest, no life, no spark in him! I understood it initially. But now it’s just comical. Seyfi is clearly team #Edser. I know the Bolat’s have a history of trauma. But pushing Serkan into a loveless marriage, while hurting Ferit and potentially Eda (and Serkan himself) seems absurd to me.

Ayfer’s reaction to the contract was OOT IMO. The show has been quite light handed with drama and this was the first time I thought the hysterics was over done. I understand that it was a shock, I understand that feelings of betrayal and hurt are natural. But a moment of reflection - as well as allowing Eda to explain - would have easily highlighted what Ayfer already knows - that there is a lot more happening between Eda and Serkan than a mere contract. Furthermore, this “Serkan Bolat is the devil incarnate here to take advantage of our poor Eda” is ridiculous. Serkan is a good person - logical and sometimes aloof - but he isn’t devious. If anything, Ayfer getting to know him during their terrarium creating afternoon left her with a good impression of who he is. So unless there are missing scenes somewhere, her suddenly being anti-Serkan feels like a necessity to serve the upcoming plot, as opposed to an organic happenstance. Not my favourite development. This includes her orchestrating Eda’s scholarship in Italy. Feels out of character. But let’s see how it all plays out.

Things I know is coming:

From the fragman, Serkan names a star or something after her #squee

Selin finally getting it

Aydan not getting it

Seyfi being over the moon - along with Melo no doubt

D R A M A about parents and death and cover-ups but I’m ignoring that for now

And most importantly:

Dating

Kissing

Hugging

Giggles

#FlingsSelfIntoTheEverLovingSun #NotPrepared

#sen cal kapimi #Sen Çal Kapımı #edser #serkan bolat #eda yildiz #naz rambles #JFC I love this show #THANKS FOR MY BB FOR LIFE MIRI FOR POINTING ME AT THIS SHOW #I WILL LOVE YOU FOREVER #f long post #so under the cut

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bangchanshehe · 4 years

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The Only One pt. 2

You and your life long best friend Chanyeol were like the same person. You knew everything about one another, and whatever problems you had you faced it together. But what are you supposed to do when you discover that your best friend loves you so much that only he can be important to you, and would go to great lengths to make sure that he was the only one? Yandere!AU

Chanyeol X OC

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The next morning you had woken up and made yourself a pot of coffee, half expecting for the noise to wake up Chanyeol from his sleep, but he continued to snore away in your bedroom. You stood in silence as you made your cup of coffee just the way that you like it and left the rest for Chan since you knew that he liked to have lots.

You normally would have sat in bed as you drank your cup and scrolled through Instagram and twitter, but since Chanyeol was still sleeping you decided it would be best to sit on the couch, so you wouldn’t wake him up.

You opened up Instagram and scrolled through your feed and smiled when you came across an image from one of your favorite true-crime podcasts’. The image was of the two hosts with an image of a broken-down door and the tinder icon. In this week’s episode we discuss a missing person’s cold case who was last seen on a date with a tinder match. Your eyes widened after you processed how terrifying people and online dating apps could be, but the image of the broken-down door really caught your attention the most.

You looked over to your door, eyeing it to guesstimate how easy it would be for it to be broken-down. Sure, it was a metal door, but more and more people were becoming concerned with people’s ability to disarm doors with password entryways. Wait…

You never told Chanyeol what your new password was for the apartment.

You thought of a moment when you could have text him or mentioned that it was changed, but you came up short for an answer. You were positive that you hadn’t told Chanyeol that you had changed it again, but then again he wouldn’t have been able to get into the apartment unless you definitely had mentioned it to him. You pursed your eyebrows as you frowned and let out a loud sigh.

“who made you so upset so early in the morning?” Chanyeol said with a soft smile as he poured himself a cup of coffee.

You jumped and your expression instantly changed into one of shock, at the sound of Chanyeol’s voice. You were so wrapped up into your own thoughts that you hadn’t even realized that he was awake and up.

“holy shit, you scared me” you said with a nervous laugh

Chanyeol smiled as he made his way into the living room to sit and drink with you. “sorry, I didn’t mean to” he said with laughter in his voice.

You gave him a soft glare as he sat down next to you. Your body sank into the cushions at the pressure of his body weight and your knees bumped into each other’s. Chanyeol took a sip of his drink and then relaxed against the back of the couch. You looked over his features noticing the dark circles under his eyes that you hadn’t noticed last night or in the video chats. Concern etched its way across your face as you continued to notice the little flaws on chan’s face the longer you stared.

“how did you sleep?” you asked him softly

He rubbed a hand over his tired eyes and then lifted his head up to speak to you and take another sip of his drink “really well, but you know that I always slept better with you.”

You hummed and nodded your head, feeling a little bit better knowing that at least he rested well. “hey Chan…?” you asked and he faced you “how did you know my entry code? I just changed it the other day and don’t remember tell you the new one”

Chanyeol paused for a moment as he considered how to answer your question “I tried the old one and it didn’t work so I just entered in passwords that I thought you might use” he answered with a straight face

You nodded your head and sat in silence for a few moment while you considered his answer. It’s true that you had used a pretty basic password that you typically always use, but you didn’t think that you were heavy enough of a sleeper to be able to sleep through multiple attempts at opening the door. You cocked your head to the sighed and closed your eyes for a moment

Why were you feeling so anxious about such a small thing? It’s not like Chanyeol was a threat to you in any way or that he had information that he didn’t already know. You let out a sigh and tried to physically let go of your cautionary feelings.

“I guess that makes sense” you suggested and Chanyeol gave you a sarcastic smile “what are your plans for today?” you asked him ready to move past the old conversation

“mmm” he hummed and looked up at your ceiling as if he was debating “I’ve got class until 2 but after that I’m probably just going to find a quiet place to study” he answered “what about you?” he asked with a more serious face

“just class, and then I’m going to go study with a friend” you said with a small smile trying to hide your excitement as much as possible

“with a friend?” Chanyeol questioned and you nodded your head “well, let me know how it goes, I need to get moving so I can get to class on time” he said standing up to put his empty coffee cup in the sink

You watched as he grabbed his phone and slipped on his shoes then headed out the door, waving bye to you. You waved back with a smile on your face but when he was gone you frowned at the door. He seemed so on edge and different lately… like he was always angry all the time. You thought to yourself what could be going on with him to make him seem so on edge and look so worn out.

Were classes becoming to tough for him? Was he stresses? Was he having a hard time at work? no.. he would have said something about whatever was getting to him if something was seriously going on, you thought to yourself.

You looked down at your phone and checked the time and nearly gasped when you saw what time it was.

“shit!” you yelled as you put your cold coffee down on your table and ran off to your bathroom to get ready.

You were only three hours, and two classes into your normal day when you felt your eyes start to droop and your will to stay awake rapidly decreasing. That is until you felt your forehead hit your desk, startling you awake. No not your desk… a hand. You looked down at it with tired confusion and then over to the owner and you were instantly awake when you saw a smiling Jongin leaning in towards to.

“are you okay?” he asked through quiet laughter

You cleared your throat and looked around the room looking to see if anyone noticed the most embarrassing moment in your life thus far. Thank god you sat towards the back of the lecture hall, no one seemed to have noticed you other than Jongin.

You sighed and put your hands over your face for a moment

“yeah I’m fine. I guess I’m just feeling pretty tired” you suggested.

“yeah?” he said with a smile while looking down at his watch “we only have 20 minutes left, just put your head down and rest, I’ll take notes for the two of us” he offered

You gave him a small smile and a small bow before folding your arms and taking the much-needed power nap.

You felt like you had just closed your eyes when a tap on your shoulder and the sounds of loud footsteps woke you up. You opened your eyes to seeing a smiling Jongin once again hovering over you.

Damn, I could get used to this…

“good morning sleeping beauty” he said jokingly

you smiled and quietly packed your things into your bag, too embarrassed to know what to even say to him right now.

“do you have anything to do right now?” he asked you breaking the awkward silence

You looked up to see him avoiding your eyes as he packed with a shy grin on his face. “not really. Why?” you asked knowing where the conversation was about to go but not wanting to be the one to have to initiate the alone time

“do you maybe want to go get something to eat and study with me?” he asked

You stood up feeling uncomfortable having to face him while having the conversation so close to one another “sure, where should we go?” you asked trying to not let the smile spread so obviously across your face

Jongin stood up quickly to follow behind you as you left the classroom “well there’s this really good pizza place just a few blocks away that we could go to” he suggested

“that sounds good” you said putting your hand over your stomach.

The two of you walked in pretty comfortable silence as you walked out of the building and across campus. Of course Jongin was getting his typical stares of appreciation for being so handsome, and you got glares and looks of confusion. As in.. why would someone who was as typical as you be walking with someone even remotely as popular or attractive as Jongin. You just gave the girls petty smiles as they eyed you and continued on your way trying not to let them bother you.

“so did you have a rough night or something?” Jongin asked breaking the silence once more

You looked over at him and gave him a small apologetic smile “not really, I had a friend that came over pretty late to stay with me. but I still slept for a while and pretty well too”

He hummed in acknowledgement “you seemed pretty wiped in class”

“yeah, I don’t know what’s wrong with me today” you admitted looking down at your feet as you walked “so when did you come sit next to me today? I don’t remember you being there at the beginning of the lecture…” you asked

Jongin laughed to himself and looked away before he turned back to you to give you a smile “I noticed you starting to fall asleep and you looked like you were going to possibly hurt your head so I moved to make sure you would be okay”

You mentally slapped yourself. Of course, you made a total embarrassment out of yourself in front of the hottest guy on campus.

“at least I didn’t snore or anything embarrassing like that” you said with a horrified look on your face

Jongin practically snorted “well actually…” he started and your turned to look at him with complete sorrow on your face “it wasn’t loud enough for everyone to hear it, but I did a little” he confessed

You had completely stopped dead in your tracks and covered your face with your hands in embarrassment. Jongin quietly approached you and put a hand on your head, giving you small loving pats on your head, making people around gasp and stare even harder than they already were.

“don’t be embarrassed… it was kind of cute” he confessed quietly. He removed his hand and walked away silently, leaving you behind to process the information that he just shared with you.

Your hands dropped and you watched him as he walked away slowly and looked back at you with a shy smile. You put your head down for a moment to collect yourself before you sped walked to catch up with Jongin.

As you reached his side he continued to look forward, and smile until you had arrived at the pizza shop. He gestured at the front door and then pulled it open allowing you to go inside first. The smell of cheese, garlic and bread made you practically drool like a slob.

You scanned the shop and looked at the design of the restaurant, it was clean but had lots of clutter on the wall, like hub caps, license plates, signed images of celebrities, concert posters, neon signs… it fit in with the college aesthetic. You scanned the booths and saw that all of the chairs and tables were empty except for a few. you were about to suggest a booth to Jongin when something caught your eyes.

You looked up at a customer and nearly laughed out loud out of nervousness. Chanyeol sat there giving you a big goofy smile. You reciprocated it back but as soon as Jongin came to your side with a menu his smile dropped and was replaced with a fake smile and a dead look in his eyes.

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theres-a-goldensky · 4 years

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26 + 2 Various BL Series Fic Recs

Fandoms included in this fic rec list: Love By Chance, TharnType, Until We Meet Again, My Engineer, 2 Moons, HIStory3: Trapped (plus a bit of bonus Theory of Love and WHY R U?)

I’ve found a handful of good fics for all of these tiny pairings that I am newly obsessed with, and I thought I’d share them with you if you’re also looking for something good to read. Please, if you have recs of your own, point me in the direction of any other good stuff!

As ever, feel free to reblog and check out my other rec lists for the following fandoms:

The Untamed list one and two - various pairings, mostly Wangxian

IT chapter 2 list one and two - Reddie

Good Omens - Aziraphale/Crowley

Or just head over to my bookmarks on AO3.

(All recs are complete) (I’ve noted pairings, length, and rating, but not any warnings or additional tags.)

** denotes personal favorite

LOVE BY CHANCE / THARNTYPE

1. the count up series by sweetiejelly - Tin/Can - ~34,000 words, explicit - A fix-it fic post-canon where Tin and Can slowly work out their issues with some missteps and learning along the way.

So two weeks later, when Can first does it, Tin doesn't know what to do. For the longest while, he just turns off his phone screen. And then turns it back on.

good night, tin. it's been a while but i promised to say good night. so, good night, sleep well.

Every damn time the text is still there.

In the end, Tin deletes it.

The next morning, Can does it again.

good morning, tin. looks like rain today. don't forget your umbrella.

Tin deletes it.

The texts keep coming.

2. ** LBC Aftermath series by Mara - LBC/TharnType crossover- ~6700 words, mature - Were you too horrified by Techno’s ending in LBC? This author feels your pain and did her part to get some justice for Techno. This fic has zero sympathy for Kengkla, which I deeply appreciated. This will help you work out some of your anger. It features LBC!Techno and the TharnType versions of Tharn and Type. Mind the warnings, since this deals with the serious consequences of Kengkla’s actions.

Kengkla stayed at the house through the morning and Techno was so jumpy he nearly leaped out of his skin every time Kla looked at him or talked to him. Even though Kla had explained what happened and how he wasn’t upset to be dating, Techno still felt weird. He kind of wished he remembered what had happened. A guy should remember how he lost his virginity, right?

Kla grabbed him in a big hug and Techno froze, managing a weak grin when Kla pulled back to smile at him. “I’ve got to go home now. But I’ll call you later. Let me know if you go somewhere.”

“O-okay.” Techno stared as the boy let himself out the front door.

3. 5 + 1 by strokeofluck - Tin/Can- ~3600 words, rated general - This is a sweet story about the times when Pete sees Tin having feelings for Can.

Pete weighed his options as he glanced back and forth between Tin and Can. Can didn’t seem to be bothered by the whole thing, he even had a shy smile on his face. Or at least, Pete thought it was a shy smile, he had never really seen this kind of expression coming from Can before.

He could let this whole thing go, he supposed, but he didn’t really want to. It was time for him to finally say to Tin: I told you so.

“You were born in Bangkok,” he said, casting a wide net and hoping Can would find himself caught in it.

Can did.

4. That Testified Surprise by Mara - Techno/Tharn/Type - ~7000 words, mature - This is a LBC canon rewrite that stars the TharnType version of all three characters. Type realizes something is not...quite...right with Kengkla and invites Techno to stay with him and Tharn instead of going home drunk.

Pouring Techno into the passenger seat, Type sat down in the driver’s seat and pulled the phone out to check it, entering the passcode. (The passcode was the birthday of Thai national football team captain Siwarak Tedsungnoen, of course. Duh.)

Fuck, it looked like Nic had been either texting or calling every 20 minutes since they got to the bar. What was up there?

Scrolling back through the evening’s texts, Type scowled harder. Loving brother or not, this was fucking creepy. Going back farther, it looked like it was a pattern. Did the kid do anything other than pester his brother about his whereabouts?

THARNTYPE

5. everything he wants by minkit - ~5100 words, explicit - Type accidentally ruins one of Tharn’s shirts and agrees to do whatever Tharn wants to make up for it. Which means it’s porn stretched over the bare bones of a plot, and it’s great.

Tharn’s hands moved across the bed, slowly, inch by inch and it was frustrating because Type knew they were heading to him, but Tharn took his sweet time. And then they were covering his hands and Tharn’s face was mere centimeters from his and Type could barely breathe. It took everything he had not to lean forward and capture those lips that also belonged to him, but he had a feeling if he tried, Tharn wouldn’t let him. He had that look on his face and Type knew what it meant.

He knew he was in for a long rest of the night.

6. You’ve Got Mail by perthbysaint - ~7800 words, explicit - Type sends Tharn nudes at the most inconvenient times.

A selfie? From Type? Tharn was thanking all of his lucky stars as he happily taps to load the image. The picture loads and Tharn’s phone slips from his suddenly lax grip. Convinced he couldn’t have just seen what he thought he just saw, he picks his phone up hastily and stares very intently at the picture.

It’s a mirror selfie, obviously taken in a changing room, but that thought comes secondary to thighs. Type is holding the camera in front of his face to take the picture, shirt clenched in his other hand and pulled up slightly to show off the shorts. The fucking shorts. He had seen Type in his soccer gear before and yes, Type has most definitely asked for the wrong size and Tharn is more grateful than he’s ever been for anything in his whole life. The shorts are riding up so high they can’t cover more than a few inches of skin, Type’s smooth, powerful thighs on full display. On the inside of his left thigh, there’s a tiny purple mark peeking out from under the bottom of the shorts. Tharn knows exactly what it is because he was the one who left it there just two days ago when he sucked marks into Type’s thighs for a half-hour before he slung Type’s legs over his shoulders and ate him out until Type was sobbing fat tears and begging Tharn to let him come.

7. pet names series by LokelaniRose - ~50,000 words, explicit - A series of post-episode fics that gives us the sex that the show only hinted at, starting with the shower scene.

Tharn prides himself on his self-control. All his passion and intensity is saved for his music, when he’s safely behind a drum kit and can let it all out. He’s never been as irritated by anyone else as he is by Type and all his playground bullying nonsense. Something about the other boy just shakes something loose inside him, rattles at Tharn’s iron discipline until he has to grit his teeth constantly not to just – what? Kiss him? Kill him? Tharn has enough composure (and pride) to put up a front that’s all smiles and wry amusement, but really he regularly skips between one of two daydreams – twisting Type’s head off or fucking him into the ground.

(Tharn is absolutely not going to admit to the third set of daydreams, of curling up around Type when he’s cold or cheering him on at matches or bringing him home to meet Tharn’s father. Nope, no, definitely not.)

2MOONS SERIES

8. ** The universe where we do not commit reckless, unlubricated buttsex by startledoctopus - Forth/Beam - ~8700 words, explicit - This is a great story about Beam giving in and trying to seduce Forth the same way he seduced all of those girls in his past. This Forth is great, and the story retcons their first time to something far more pleasant for Beam.

"We're heading into a unit on disorders of the spine and I need to review my basic skeletal and muscular anatomy. But it feels stupid to keep studying these weird-looking diagrams and drawings." None of this was, strictly speaking, factual, but an engineering major wouldn't know any different. Beam gathered up all his bravado, walked behind Forth, and began rucking up his shirts as if this were completely normal.

"What! I..."

"Shut up, I need to look at a real back so I know what I'll be looking at as a doctor." Forth let him take the shirts off, glancing back at him several times but giving in meekly to Beam's stern look. Forth shuffled the papers some more.

"All right. Okay, um...Ah!" Beam smirked at Forth's reaction as he ran his thumbs down the nape of his neck.

9. Good Things Come To by sweetiejelly - Ming/Kit - ~4300 words, explicit - Kit gets drunk and reveals more of his feelings for Ming than he probably means to.

"Hmm." Kit closes his eyes and leans his head back on the headrest. "Ming, Ming, Ming. Do you know your name's a kiss? I'm kissing the air everytime I say 'Ming'!" Kit pops his mouth and it pops Ming's mind a bit. "And then I think about kissing you. Why do you make me think about you so damn much? You're so annoying, Ming. No one's ever..." and Kit leans to the side, almost like he's going to conk out or throw up, only to straighten back up. "... made me this crazy."

Oh shit. Ming doesn't know what to do with all of this information. He knew somewhere deep down that Kit likes him. Kit's eyes can't lie. Kit's mouth can't either, the cusses coming out whenever he's keyed up and flustered, and then there are his kisses.

10 + 11. ** how to fail flirt your way into his heart (a guide by Kit) and a little conversation (and a little action please) by sweetiejelly - Ming/Kit - ~30,000 words, explicit in the second part - This story makes a tiny plot divergence. It has Kit put a little more effort into finding out if Ming is really into Yo and then from there, it loosely follows the plot of the show with some key differences. I really enjoyed this.

"Can I have your number?" Kit mentally face-palms. Why? Damn Pha. Damn Beam. Just damn everything, ugh. He has never flirted in his life. Pin asked him out, okay? He doesn't know how to do this. "I'm Kit, Phana's friend," he says, trying to make it less weird.

"I'm Ming. And of course, P'Kit!" Ming flashes him an easy grin and holds out his hand.

Oh right, the phone. Kit shoves it at Ming, nearly hitting him in the chest. Great, he's acing this.

Ming smiles at him, bemused or confused, probably both, and brushes his hand, totally unnecessarily, over the back of Kit's hand as he takes the phone. "In case of emergency, right?" Ming looks up at him from under his lashes and boy, this nong is brazen.

12. ** In Control series by LokelaniRose - Ming/Kit - ~27,000 words, explicit - Kit struggles to tell Ming that he wants something other than the careful, gentle sex they’ve been having. Ming discovers that Kit has some anxiety and panic problems. He also discovers what helps him feel better. [spoilers: these two things are connected.] I love how attentive and caring Ming is throughout this series. The anxious Kit also rings true to the character we saw on the show.

But now that Kit is fretting over things, he might as well fret over this as well. So Ming is great in bed. And let’s be honest, Kit probably isn’t. He hasn’t had a hundred previous partners – okay, tiny exaggeration, but still – and doesn’t know all the fancy moves and techniques and tricks…and just like everything else, in bed Ming is somehow casual and sincere at the same time. He never seems to want anything except what Kit wants, is always happy to do whatever, to take his time making slow, gentle love to Kit. Kit knows that he always comes at least – he secretly really likes it when Ming comes, he’s not quite sure why – but what if there’s more that Kit could be doing, to make it better for him? If Kit was better in bed maybe it would make up for being a shitty boyfriend in other areas, one who can’t be nice in public or talk about his feelings.

UNTIL WE MEET AGAIN

13. another nightmare fic by itsmylifekay - Win/Team - ~2300 words, not rated - Team tries to sleep without Win and it doesn’t go well.

Team’s room feels suffocating, the air too thick and the space too dark and the covers sticking to his skin with sweat. His breaths are too loud in the quiet, but the quiet itself is deafening. It reminds him of the water. The muted sounds. The frantic pounding of his heart. (The same one he feels now echoed in his chest.)

Flashes of the dream come back to him unbidden.

Everything is too dark, too bright, no way to see what way is up or what way is down. He’s trapped. Can’t get out. Can’t breathe.

14. ** Different With You by blackrose9212 - Win/Team - ~6900 words, teen - It’s open swim week, which means that the swimming club offers free lessons to any of the students who would like to participate. Team doesn’t understand why his teammates hate it so much - until he does. Great jealousy in this one from both sides.

“Nice to meet you,” the boy gushes. “I hope you don’t mind, but I’d like to join your group. Auntie said there needs to be at least three people, and no one was sitting across from you two. I’ve been paying attention so I already have ideas. Is that okay?” Team watches as he pulls out his books and drops them onto the table, pushing them a little farther out so they’re nearly touching Win’s notebook.

Team shrugs. “Sure, that’s fine. I don’t think Win has been paying attention so I’m glad you have an idea of what’s going on.”

Win hits him lightly at the back of the hand and Film giggles behind his hand. “Oh, no, P’Win looks very smart. I’m sure he’s been listening.” He looks at Win and smiles a little, blushing when Win gives him a smile back.

Team looks between the two of them. Then back at Film, who’s watching Win leaf through his literature textbook like he’s never seen anything so beautiful, and then past Film at the table he left from, where he sees three boys, laughing behind their hands and making cooing faces.

15. seven hundred thirteen by Kiranokira - Win/Team - ~6800 words, mature - Win spends two years abroad in England, and he and Team have to navigate a long distance relationship. It’s very sweet and written very true to life.

“I kind of hoped you were going to show up at the airport tomorrow morning and chase the plane,” Win says. He kisses Team’s hair, lingering there to memorize the fresh, clear scent.

Team says, “Is it weird that I thought about doing that?” and Win feels him smile against his shoulder.

It’s late, nearly nine thirty, and Win had plans of how to spend tonight that can’t be realized anymore. He wanted to invite Team to dinner with his family. He wanted to play video games with Team and View. He wanted to talk about London with Waan and Team. He wanted to include Team in his family’s warmth in some small way, to make him feel less lonely.

He can’t do any of that now but he still wants to sneak Team upstairs and have him in his arms all night. He wouldn’t, but he wants to. It’s been a month since he moved off campus permanently, and weeks since he was last able to spend a night alone with Team.

16. ** You Can Cry by Kiranokira - Win/Team - ~19,600 words, mature - Win goes missing while on vacation with some friends. Team is left at home trying to handle it. I like the way the author built up to the accident happening. They did a good job creating tension and showing us exactly how Team felt about Win. And spoilers, this story has a happy ending.

“You’re going to fail out of university,” Team tells him. “You’re not really going, are you?”

Win rolls onto his side and perches his cheek on his hand. “What if I say yes?” he asks. “Will you miss me?”

Team’s warning look is more venomous than usual. “Not at all,” Team says, and Win smirks because that isn’t true and they both know it. “You still shouldn’t go. What if you miss the flight back? You’ll fail out and I’ll break up with you for being a dumbass.”

The very recent phenomenon of Team acknowledging that they’re a couple has its usual melting effect on Win’s heart.

2GETHER

17. ** Love Songs on Our Skin series by Kari_Kurofai - Sarawat/Tine - ~15,700 words, explicit - A soulmark AU where Tine is born with the notes to a song that hasn’t yet been written wrapped around his chest. I enjoyed how Tine’s obliviousness in the show carries over to this fic.

Only Mr. Chic would have a song no one had ever fucking heard of permanently etched on his chest. For fuck's sake .

Still, he waves it off, and he tries not to look too closely at other people's marks. Tries being the key word. He doesn't envy the elegant watercolors of a guitar pick and an open novel he catches sight of on the wrists of some couple's interlinked hands when he's in town. And he certainly doesn't envy the dude he once saw in a coffee shop with the words " I hate you " scrawled across the back of his neck. But yeah, okay, he might be a little jealous of the people who are lucky enough to have something as simple as their soulmate's name on their skin. That definitely isn't fair.

"Why couldn't it at least have been a Scrubb song?" he asks the mirror as he wipes it clear shower-born condensation. The mirror and him are well acquainted with this conversation by now. In fact, the mirror sees the stupid mark more than anyone, so it might as well put up with his equally stupid questions. "It could have been 'Together.' Just think of it, how romantic it would be to meet some cute girl's eyes after bumping into them at a concert, my favorite song playing . . ." He draws a nail over the winding bars of the music on his chest, frowning. "That would be so much easier."

18. Drown Your Sorrows by HyacinthsSoul - 2gether/Theory of Love - Sarawat and Third meet at a bar and bond over being in love with oblivious men.

“No, he’s an angel,” Sarawat says. “Unfortunately he’s a very stupid, very straight angel.”

“Mine’s stupid too,” the other man admits. “But definitely no angel. I’m Third, by the way,” he adds, offering a slender hand to shake.

“Sarawat,” says Sarawat. “Can I buy you another? I think we’re drinking the same thing, although I can’t remember what it’s called.”

20. ** Your Body Is My Instrument by Kari_Kurofai - Sarawat/Tine - ~12,000 words, explicit - This fic does a good job doing what, in this reccer’s humble opinion, the series failed to: showing Tine attracted to Sarawat. There’s great first time sex and some fun sexual tension. Plus, we get to see them switch off, which is extremely rare in BL. And most importantly: hand kink.

It starts innocently enough. Or, well, innocently enough for a guy whose first words to him were, “Keep looking at me like that and I’ll kiss you till you drop.” So, you know. It starts kinda like that.

They’ve been officially dating for a grand sum total of three days and altogether not that much has changed. Except that Sarawat touches him more now. Normally this would be fine, no big deal, right? But Sarawat has magic, evil hands, and apparently all he has to do is glance Tine’s way to deduce the exact right places and ways to touch Tine to drive him up the fucking wall.

And the worst part is it’s almost never the same place or the same way twice, and the only warning Tine ever gets is that sneaky little glint Sarawat gets in his eyes just before he does it, the bastard.

MY ENGINEER

21. Cool Boy(friend) by HyacinthsSoul - Ram/King - ~22,000 words, explicit - So this is technically a WIP, but each chapter feels like a completed fic without a cliffhanger or anything. This is a very sweet, comfortable story about King and Ram getting to know each other as their relationship develops.

In the selfie King sends, he’s holding up a full shot glass while someone’s arm reaches into the frame to hand him another kind of drink, something tall with a straw and a paper umbrella. Ram frowns. Whose arm is that? The person is wearing a red long-sleeved shirt, which doesn’t match what any of their friend group was wearing, and the engineer bar doesn’t offer table service.

Frowning, Ram looks back through the previous photos until he spots a detail he’d overlooked before: a red-shirted man at a neighboring table. He’s visible in the background of two or three pictures taken by Tee, and in each of them he’s staring intently at King.

Not that it’s any of Ram’s business. Not that he cares.

HISTORY3: TRAPPED

22. it’s too late (to turn back now) by stebeee - Tang Yi/Meng Shao Fei - ~7200 words, general audiences - Canon divergence fic where Tang Yi pushes Shao Fei away after he saves Hong Ye in order to try and protect him. Shao Fei reacts to that about as well as you’d expect.

“Tang Yi, what do you mean-“

“I think you’ve fooled around for long enough,” Tang Yi interrupts, his voice cold, nothing like the man who had dabbed at his lips with a cotton bud last night, the man who had smiled at him when he made the cannon joke.

“You’ve disrupted my life, and the life of my family and friends in the past few weeks, Meng Shao Fei. This has gone for long enough,” he continues, unwavering. “I don’t want to have anything more to do with you. Take a good rest here in the hospital, and I’ll get someone to pack up your things back at the house. Jack will deliver it back to your apartment.”

23 + 24. ** just waiting, waiting (on you) and between you and me by stebeee - Tang Yi/Meng Shao Fei - ~16,000 words, general audiences - These are stories about how Shao Fei and the rest of the gang deal over the years when Tang Yi is in jail. Found family fics are my jam, so I loved this.

The thing is, it’s been almost three months of this. 90 days, give or take. 2,160 hours. 129,600 minutes. And more than 7 million seconds of this — not having Tang Yi at his side.

Shao Fei wonders for a moment if he will ever stop seeing Tang Yi in every corner of the house. When he comes down the stairs in the morning, some part of him expects to see Tang Yi standing at the kitchen island with a bright smile, asking him if he wants jam with his toast that morning. Shao Fei sees Tang Yi in that apron he loves, cooking at the stove when he fixes himself dinner, alone in the spacious kitchen. Seeing Tang Yi’s favourite blue bathrobe, Shao Fei can almost see Tang Yi leaving the bathroom, his hair all wet and falling over his eyes.

25. amuse bouche by sarahyyy - Jack/Zhao Zi - ~2400 words, general audiences - This is more of Jack seducing Zhao Zi through food and attention. So basically an extension of the show. Mother hen Jack is the cutest.

“Jack?” Zhao Zi murmurs blearily. “Why are you here?”

“Why didn’t you tell me you were sick?” Jack shoots back, herding Zhao Zi back into the house. He checks for Zhao Zi’s temperature with the back of his hand. “Fever?”

“Just the flu for now, I think?” Zhao Zi says.

Jack purses his lips. “Have you had anything to eat?”

“I had some bread earlier?” Zhao Zi says, but he also looks shifty enough that Jack mostly takes it with a grain of salt.

26. Absolutely Nothing Goes Wrong by anon - Jack/Zhao Zi - ~4500 words, teen - This is an AU where Zhao Zi is the son of a rival mob boss, but he’s still, you know HIMSELF. And when his father says he’s useless, he decides to prove him wrong by seducing Tang Yi’s second-in-command. It’s absolutely adorable.

The man pulled him by the arm, resisting Zhao Zi’s attempts to unhook his claws without causing a scene.

“Hey, stop grabbing me!” he shouted, as the other man played deaf.

“While I admit this is a very loud bar, I didn’t think it was quite so easy to mishear what this young man just yelled straight into your ear,” a newcomer who’d witnessed their conflict said lightly as he walked up to them. His words were accompanied by a wide, almost chilling smile. Zhao Zi blinked once and the odd peculiarity of that smile vanished, leaving just a regular smile in its place. He must’ve just been imagining things under the harsh shadows of the dimly lit bar.

AND +2

Because I’m shameless, I’ll add my own two fics to the end, if you’re interested.

WHY R U?

27. Sorry A Thousand Times - Fighter/Tutor - ~3200 words, explicit - This is a canon divergence for the series finale. I needed more catharsis after the intensity of episode 12.

Tutor narrowed his eyes and clenched his fists at his sides. He took a deep breath. “How many times do I have to tell you to leave me alone before you listen?” he asked. I don’t know how many more times I can bring myself to say it.

“Only once,” Fight said and then added, “if you mean it.”

Tutor crossed his arms over his chest and said, “What makes you think I don’t mean it now?”

The corner of Fight’s mouth turned up and he took a step closer. Tutor stumbled back until he was stopped by his legs hitting the edge of the bed. Fight reached out a hand and gently ran the back of his fingers over the line of Tutor’s jaw.

Until We Meet Again

28. Dream On - Win/Team - 8900 words, explicit - Takes place alongside show canon, so that we see how the bed sharing began and how Win and Team’s relationship developed over that year.

“Do you want to do well tomorrow?” Win asked, throwing one of his legs over both of Team’s.

“Yes,” Team said as he did his best to put some space between them on the tiny mattress.

“Then you need to get some sleep. I’m helping.”

“How is this helping?” Team demanded.

“Would you stop…” Win said, shifting closer every time Team pulled away. “Five minutes, Team. Just be still for five minutes, okay?”

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Sunstreaker/Sideswipe x human!female!reader (bayverse) part 6

Recap:

"Should we run", said Starwave. "Probably" replied his twin and they slowly backed off hands raised, leaving their older brother to face his partner's fury.

Of course they didn't get off that easy,

The Autobots had noticed the new arrivals.

------------------------------------------Recap end------------------------------

I sat on my bed, back on my farm. The familiar colours and smells calming me. This was the last time I would be in this room for a while. Orders had come from higher up...all the newly-licensed members of NEST were to move into the newly appointed base at Diego Garcia. 'What's with calling it a newly appointed base anyway...I've worked there a couple of times before years ago...it's not new.'

The sounds of birds calling in the trees and the low rumbles of the tractors, again calming my turbulent mind. Every time I left, I worried about this place. Not just about whether all the work would get done, but whether the systems would work. We've had a couple of bad twisters hit here in the past. Nothing serious happens when I've been here to clean up or the early warning protocol kicks in; setting the farm to lockdown and all the machines pack themselves away in the barn. We had a system malfunction once in the past, I had to replace everything. 'Ugh, bad memories...at least William helped me (because he was blackmailed?...no because he wanted to help his cousin...well maybe a little bit) and the rest of the unit generously agreed to help too.' A small chuckle left my lips at the memory, 'ah good times'.

I swung my legs and jump off the bed. Turning to close the window, cutting off the sounds from outside, a sigh escaped me. Grabbing my two duffel bags filled with the last of my clothes, toiletries, electronics, etc; I walked out my bedroom, silently closing the door behind me.

I trudged through the house, closing windows and turning off lights; double checking the kitchen appliances, 'you can never be too careful'. Once at the front door, I threw a last longing look back down the hallway. With a huff I stepped outside and locked the door. The soft thump of its closing barely audible in the carpeted space.

"What took you so long?" The sound of Starwave's impatient voice sounding from his alt-mode parked not two feet from my front door. 'Did he just get snarky with me? Out of character much.' I strolled round his passenger side, his side door already open. I deposited both bags in his back seats then climbed in myself.

The seat belt strapping me in tight as we sped off. The burst of speed pushing me back into Starwave's seat. "Starwave, SLOW DOWN!" My panicked screech falling on deaf ears, 'Or audials should I say'. He swerved, tyres screeching and spun to suddenly slow and smoothly stop just beyond the doors of the barn. "I'm only trying to help darling, we were supposed to be at NEST two days ago. On the plus side you're no longer grumbling and stuck in your funk now, are you?" I couldn't deny his logic was sound.

But the effects weren't great. I practically flopped out of his alt-mode. Head spinning I stumbled towards the barn and leaned against the door; which promptly opened, depositing me neatly on the floor. "Ouch" I rubbed my back as I stood up once more. And slowly walked into the darkness of the barn, trying to ignore Starwave's amused chuckles from outside. "Are you alright (y/n)?" he gasped out between giggles. I hmph'ed and turned on the lights. Marching forward to my workbench I began putting everything in boxes and carrying them over to my trailer. Starwave had graciously volunteered to pull the large trailer all the way to the base so I couldn't really tell him off.

About 20 minutes later I had just finished packing all my stuff, 'or rather...anything smaller than me'. Last but not least I had a large exercise bicycle/pedal reactor to load. Unfortunately it was twice my height. Just as I was considering transforming and using my Gaian strength to lift it a cough came from behind, followed by a voice. "May I help you?" I whipped round as my heart jumped. Hand on heart I glared at the tall form of my partner, Starblaze. My glare soon turned to a look of confusion, "I thought you were already at the Diego Garcia base, how come you're here?"

He merely smiled and walked forward to pick up the reactor placing it on my trailer. He then lifted the folding ramp and so the trailer was now an enclosed box on wheels. I took the keys out of my pocket and locked it. I looked up to see Starblaze smiling at me. "Am I not allowed to visit my partner?" but then he slightly averted my eyes, "And I had to check on Starwave" he admitted.

I chuckled at that. 'No wonder'.

I walked over to the huge doors and began pushing on one, laboriously opening it; as Starwave casually opened the other with one hand, just his helm peeking round the door. Sunlight bouncing off him and temporarily blinding me as I walked outside.

Starblaze followed pulling the trailer in his off hand. I couldn't help but laugh.

"HA HA HA HA HA..."

This Oh-so-majestic being, who's very steps make the ground shake...is pulling my trailer like a toddler with his new toy.

'He effing looks like one as well. He's got the pout, walk and everything. XD'

I collapsed gasping to the floor as two very confused cybertronians just stare at me. Starwave looks from me to Starblaze. Then it clicks, an expression of wonder graces his faceplate before he too collapses in a fit of hysteria. Starwave just watches us nonplussed. He rolls his optics and thinks for a moment. Then he looks at himself. I laugh even harder as optics upwards in concentration he adopts the toddler pose again. He looks at me a grin blossoming on his faceplate and laughs as well. Not a moment later his eyes widen and he clamps a servo over his intake. Me and Starwave freeze and just stare.

(Author note: dear readers, if you have watched Transformers Prime...his laugh is like Ratchets laugh in that one episode. You and Starwave's reactions are the same as the kids.)

Not a second later we both burst out laughing again. "I-i-i-it hu-hurts" He gasps out through his giggles while I just cry with the force of my laughter. Starblaze just looks at us exasperatedly for a moment before smiling and leaning against the wall of the barn; watching us practically die with laughter.

--------------Timeskip to after you calm down and get on the road--------------------

Starwave was pulling my trailer attached to the back of his alt-mode and I was riding in Starblaze. The windows were down and I had my arm hanging out his window as we sped down the road.

I watched the horizon, daydreaming...when I felt a little nudge within my heart/head. "Are you alright?" Starblaze's voice echoed within my head as a wave of calm descended on me.

'I'm really starting to like this bond thing, sooooo calming', chuckles followed, reverberating over the bond. I frowned "Hey Starblaze keep out of my private thoughts please." There were more chuckles followed by an "As you wish (y/n)." Silence descends once more before another voice pipes up over the bond, "Hey I can see you, take a left now!" Its Starocean's voice...'But I thought he was at the Diego Garcia base.'

Starblaze took a sharp left down a dirt track to the gates of a brazenly military airbase. 'How did I not notice that?'

We rolled through the gates that opened before us and rounded a corner to see a huge cargo plane sitting contentedly on the runway.

Starblaze and Starwave; Starblaze lets me out and they both transform. I can vaguely hear Starwave stretching and grumbling about how heavy my trailer was...he soon shut up when Starocean came sprinting out the open back of the cargo plane. I watched with a smile on my face as the twins sprinted for each other. At the last minute they both dodged to their right, linked arms and spun around into a hug. I could faintly feel their joy and chatter over my link to Starblaze...and sequential sibling link to the twins.

I walked next to Starblaze towards the plane. Before we even take two steps though both twins come sprinting back.

"Hey (y/n)! How's packing been?" Joyfully Starocean offers me his hand, I step onto it and he lifts me up to cradle me against his chassis in a hug. "I missed you too ocean." I hug back and then he passed me over to Starblaze. ('Ocean' being my nickname for him; for example Starwave is 'Wave' and Starblaze is just 'Blaze', but together Starwave and Starocean are called the 'star twins')

I sit contently on Starblaze's shoulder, watching the star twins argue over who's going to pull my trailer now.

He walks over to the cargo plane and ascends the ramp. I sway slightly as we enter and grip onto one of his shoulder struts for support. A faint humming sounds all around, not the regular plane hum but almost like...'a sparkbeat!'.

I close my eyes and access my bond with Starblaze. I look around and all I can see is spark energy. 'Starblaze...are we?'

He nods and replies, "Yes we are...(y/n) meet Stratosphere."

I exited our link and looked around, "uh...hi."

"Nice to meet you (y/n). I must admit I was surprised when I heard any Gaians still existed, let alone one had formed a partnership with a native of this rock...it's cool to meet you."

Starblaze settled himself down further in and the twins came up the ramp with my trailer. I slid off his shoulder and down his outstretched arm to the floor of Stratospheres hull.

I was curious as to whether anyone would be sat in the cockpit or not. I opened the door to the cockpit and a broad beam spread across my face. I launched myself into the arms of the man stood on the other side of the door. "Epps!"

"Woah there" he chuckled and held me up, "Lennox would kill me if his baby cuz killed herself tackling me." I just laughed and punched him in the arm.

"Takes more than that to kill me Sergeant...word on the street is you're expecting a promotion."

"What street, you live in the middle of nowhere dust-girl."

We both laughed and then Starblaze's voice again sounded in my head.

'(y/n) strap in, we are preparing for take-off''.

I passed on the order to Epps as I strapped into one of the pilot seats. He quickly followed.

We watched the dash light up and felt Stratosphere rise into the air.

"Weird when you're not the one driving, isn't it?" Epps joked. I smiled and joked back, "yep it sure is, but that means I can nap right?"

We both laughed before I reclined my seat, giving a small yawn. Epps smiled at me in a brotherly way, "It sure does (y/n), it sure does."

I was out before he finished his sentence.

------------------Timeskip to Diego Garcia-----------------------

I woke up just as we were landing. The bright sun assaulting my eyes the second I dared open them. I flinched, closing my eyes in reflex. Epps chuckling away beside me doing absolutely nothing productive, besides insulting my pride. I cautiously glare though my eyelashes at him as I slowly adjust. He gets up and strolls out once I can open my eyes, I unclip myself and exit the cockpit after him.

The star twins are sharing the job of pulling my trailer, 'How on earth did they fuse their arms together?' Starocean's left arm and Starwave's right arm have fused together to form one large joint arm, as they walk in step with each other pulling my trailer after them. "It's like an absurd three legged race." I mutter to myself.

Starblaze stood sedately to the side glanced at them before saying, "They are split spark twins and they can fuse to form one being, should they so wish." I just nodded, and sent the equivalent of a nod down our bond just for good measure.

We all exited Stratosphere, Epps jogging ahead eager to get inside. I soon realised why, the second we stepped out into the sun I thought I would melt. Just as I was swishing for shade, Starblaze adjusted his pace to block the sun from falling on me. 'Thank God for robot aliens!' Starblaze suddenly broadcasting a bout of hysterical laughter down our bond.

I swear I leapt three feet in the air before falling promptly on my back.

Nearby laughter snaps me out of contemplating, yet again, the wonders of having someone else in my head at times.

I pick myself up and turn my head to see some bots I hadn't seen before.

They were practically identical, except the silver one had swords on his arms just above his servos and the yellow/gold one had guns.

I looked up at them, slightly embarrassed, but hiding it well. "Hello, are you some of the new recruits?" I politely asked.

"I'm Sideswipe" said the silver one, "and this is my brother Sunstreaker."

"And who might you be?" said bot interjected.

Their bright blue optics studied me intently.

"I'm (y/n) (l/n), cousin to William Lennox and Gaian bond partner to Starblaze."

Sideswipe and Sunstreaker both cock their helms at me in surprise, 'quite honestly the fact that they did that at the same time is soo cute!' I made sure that thought was kept out of me and Starblaze's bond.

I was distracted when Sunstreaker spoke up, "So you're the human that saved Jazz...you don't look like much." A self-satisfied grin hovering on his lip-plates as he waited for my reaction. Sideswipe grinned broadly, "Jazz said you faced Megatron...bet you couldn't take on me."

'Oh, these two thought I was just a human and that this would come to nothing huh, I'll show them.'

'(y/n) I would not advise that course of action...unless you would allow me to be your partner in this venture.' I could feel the smirk coming down our bond.

'Oh yes, let's show them.' I exited our conversation and addressed the twins.

"I could definitely take you...both of you in fact." The look of uncertainty suddenly on their faceplates was delicious. "But to make it fair we'll have a doubles sparring match...me and Starblaze versus you two. Just let me unpack and we'll find a suitable arena."

The twins froze momentarily before adopting exaggeratedly casual poses, "Sure, see you soon shortcake" being a final parting jab from Sideswipe before the two transformed and took off for the hangar. Sideswipe being a silver Corvette and Sunstreaker being a gold/yellow Lamborghini.

Starblaze's pedesteps alerting me to the fact that he was turning around.

"(y/n)!" a voice called for behind me. I turned around as well to spot Lennox come jogging up.

We embraced in an awkward hug, considering all the gear he was packing.

"Just back from a mission?"

"Yep...had to come back when I heard you were on your way and...your two days late."

I heard a cacophony of transforming sounds from far behind, Lennox and I watching as Stratosphere transformed into an absolute giant of a bot and limped off. We watched him walk off then turned back to each other.

"So (y/n), I saw you've met some of the new bots? I'd watch out for those twins."

I smiled, "Yep, and I've been challenged to a sparring match, doubles."

Lennox's grin fell. "You're not really going to fight them are you? Sideswipe is the Autobot's fragging combat instructor and his twin is just as skilled. You've fought in your Gaian mode, what, once?!!" But then, after a moments thought, he smirked evilly, "Kick their afts...I'll set the arena, I'm betting on you winning this."

I bumped his shoulder as I walked past, "Don't worry cuz, I'll make you proud."

We casually walked to the hangar, Lennox splitting off to go get the event all set, while Starblaze strolled up to the Star twins to tell them the news.

I walked to the barracks, entering the female dorms, I found my usual bunk down the end, and unpacked. 'Starwave was good enough to have my bags dropped off here, aw...such a sweetie!'

I stretched and left the barracks for the mess hall, 'gotta refuel before a fight.'

Grabbing a banana, I strolled out the door for the hangar. Climbing some stairs to the walkways, I took a bite as I leant against a banister.

"How's it hanging dudette?"

I turned with a smile, to come optic-to-eye with Jazz. "I'm good, how are you Jazz?"

He raised a servo and I gave him a fist pump before he started telling me all about the new recruits. Arcee (She is chimerical in the movie – check for more info), Jolt, brothers Skids and Mudflap, 'who are an ice-cream truck?', Stratosphere and the Arielbots (who are all still in Stasis needing repairs, except Stratosphere but he still needs some repairs) and finally the twins, Sideswipe and Sunstreaker.

"So little lady, heard you gonna spar wi'the twins. Here's a little tip for ya'...Go for Sideswipe's legs an' try ta corner him, he overbalances real easy when he can'move and Sunstreaker's vain, ya'hurt his finish he'll get angry and we all know you gotta keep it cool to fight."

I nodded, "Thanks Jazz, I'll keep that in mind."

'Starblaze you getting this?' the response was almost immediate, I'll keep these tips in mind for our battle'. I looked up to see the Star twins wave at me from behind Starblaze.

I waved back, grinning broadly; Jazz giving me a sidelong look.

"Hey you and those Gaian twins, you lot aren't a thing are ya?"

I spluttered, blushing in response to Jazz's question.

"No! They're like the brothers I never had, they're not romantic prospects or whatever..."

Jazz laughed as Starwave called from across the hangar, "Aww (y/n) you hurt our feelings!" Starocean cracking up beside him.

I glared and huffed, puffing my cheeks out in annoyance.

'Jokes', 'Yeah jokes...hey, does this mean we can call you little sister?' Came the less than apologetic replies from the two over my Gaian bond.

Jazz poked me with a digit, "hey didn't mean to pry girl, no hard feelings."

"Of course not Jazz" was my warm reply.

Jazz got ready to leave, "I'll be betting on ya" and with that final parting call he left.

'Man...I've got a lot of people betting on me...I'd better win this...what a sobering thought.'

'Don't worry you'll win.'

'Starblaze what did I say about going in my private thoughts.'

'That was private? You were practically shouting.'

'Oh shush you!'

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Author note: So you've met the twins and a little competition be brewing. heh heh heh...hope you enjoyed.

#transformers #transformers jazz #transformers sideswipe #transformers sunstreaker #transformers bayverse #fanfiction #x reader #transformers ocs #not my ocs #william lennox

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Scooby Doo (2002) Review: The Most Punchable Fred Jones of All Time

It’s one last hurrah for Halloween as I take a look at the often derided 2002 Scooby Doo Movie! See what happens when you combine future superstar director James Gunn with .. the guy who thought directing the Smurf’s movie and Big’s Mama’s House were good ideas. Oh and with a splash of the guy who wrote the loveable family film Cheaper by the Dozen and the utterly loathed Percy Jackson film. It’s as messy as you’d expect with that.. but is it BAD? good, so bad it’s good, just sorta okay? Come with me as I try to find out under the cut with a full review.

I’ve always loved Scooby Doo. I grew up with the guy, watching reruns of the non-scrappy classic series from Where Are You to the Scooby Doo Movies, the three Superstar 10 movies (Boo Brothers, Ghoul School and Reluctant Werewolf), or the at the time brand new What’s New Scooby Doo. And later in life i’d absolutely adore Mystery Incorporated.. minus the whole Shaggy, Scooby Velma love triangle, but i’ll likely cover that at some point or sooner, you can comission reviews from me for 5 bucks each, 5 dollars off group orders if you really want to make me suffer through that that bad. But getting off self promotion point is I loved and still love the franchise. While I”ve yet to see “Scooby Doo and Guess Who”, though given there’s Weird Al, Kristan Schaal and Urkel episodes you can be sure i’m going to eventually, and Scoob was VERY ehhh even if Dick Dastardly was awesome. But despite my history with the great dane much like with Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, despite my rich history with the franchise I haven’t dove in yet and with a friend who could use a nice halloween suprise and loves scooby doo, I figured now was the time to take a look at it. And since i’d been wanting to take a look at it again anyway, and decided going big wasn’t a bad way to start, i’m taking a look at the 2002 Scooby Doo movie. I saw this flim first run in a drive in, and saw the sequel the same way and loved it as a kid, and fondly remember checking out the Sountrack Preview page back before youtube existed to make checking out soundtracks easier. It was a simplier time. And even rewatching it later with my nieces, I found myself liking it. And the thing was almost every time this film comes up it’s with a turned up nose. The CGI, the confused audience, the deciding to cast Freddy Prinze Junior.. all terrible decisions that overshadow the film, when it’s not that bad. It’s not GREAT, but it’s not TERRIBLE either. So what is it then? Well i’ll tells ya. Let’s start with

PRODUCTION: Wait James Gunn Wrote This?

At the turn of the millneium Scooby Doo was back on top. After waning popularity during the Scrappy era, the advent of the warner affilated Cartoon Network meant a whole new generation of kids (raises hand) got to experince Scooby Doo for the first time. This new audeince lead to Scooby Doo on Zombie Island, the first of the franchises 80 or so DTV movies that will continue on long after the earth dies, and brought back the franchise after it’s long slumber. Scooby Doo went from dead to as popular as he was in his hey day again. Naturally Warner wanted to cash in and thus this movie was born. Originally the film was supposed to be a more adult project, a send up of the franchise with more sex jokes and what not than made the final cut according to writer James Gunn. Yes, the same James Gunn who wrote and directed the Guardians of the Galaxy movie and whose currently saving the suicide squad. It was one of Gunn’s earlier films but just from when he’s talked about it, you can tell he genuinely cared about the project. Along for the ride with our future Guardian was his co-writer, Craig Titely, who i’m convinced only came in to do punch ups as the guy has only written three other movies. One of them was being one of MANY writers on Cheaper by the Dozen and thus likely not doing much of note with that, and the other.. is being the only writer on Percy Jackson: The Lightning Thief’s movie adaptation.. aka the movie the fanbase and general audiences rejected in droves yet SOMEHOW got a sequel. Which is somehow still worse than his other film, one that asks “was the moon landing a hoax?” Spoilers, it wasn’t. Point is this isn’t a resume that screams co creator and more screams “Guy brought in to kid freindly this up”. More on that in a minute. The director is another less than reassuring face: Raja Gosnell, whose credits BEFORE this film were Home Alone 3, Never Been Kissed and Big Momma’s house.. so already he dosen’t have the best track record but somehow got worse because AFTER this film and it’s sequel he directed both live action Smurfs Movies and the universally hated Show Dogs, aka the film that thought dog rape was funny. The fact this film isn’t out and out terrible is a miracle.

Even more so because naturally, as Studios tend to do they interfered: The film was supposed to be more adult, cracking jokes about common things fans of the series growing up thought like Velma is Gay or Shaggy’s a stoner, and having both be fully true. But wanting to appeal to kids, Warner gradually lightned it, hence Craig, and Raja clearly having no shame gladly took it instead of you know.. standing his ground. So Velma has a love intrest thrown in and her kiss with Daphne is gone, while Shaggy’s toke smoking was lowered to subtext.. because either of those things is bad apparently? I dunno the 2000′s were fucked.

Point is THAT’S why these films are so tonally confused and why I don’t hold it agains the film now I know: It wasn’t James Gunn or even, as dumb as he is, Raja Gosnell’s fault that the film had some tones clashing when the studio was demanding it, instead of you know, thinking this through at all and realizing more kids cared about Scooby Doo than they would’ve josie and the pussy cats instead of bringing it up DURING production, when most of the adult stuff was in there. It’s also why the sequel has no real adult stuff, though it’s STILL damn good, but i’ll get to that some other day.

The film was also shot at an actual theme park in australia. Neat.

So yeah the film’s humor kind of ping pongs between knowing adult winks and kids stuff. We get Scooby dressing like a grandma in the same film shaggy enhales his demon possed love intrests breath like weed. The jokes themselves on average are pretty good: Some of my faviorites include the grandma scene, everything rowan atkinson does, Velma getting drunk off her ass, and the instructional video bit which is easily my favorite bit of the episode and one of my faviorite scooby doo jokes period:

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This is even FUNNIER to me on rewatch, as we now know this is an instructional video for demons.. and that Scrappy clearly had enough problems with his demon horde to have to pay for this thing. It tis glorious. However there also are also a few that HAVE NOT aged well, are very creepy at best and disgusting sexual assault at worst with Daphne getting her ass grabbed by the Luna Ghost at the start being treated as a joke and Fred oggling Daphne’s body when he’s in it being treated as a ha ha and not...

So yeah the humor’s USUALLY good, but the slipups are noticable and do bring things down a bit when they come by. So the humor is decent if mixed and the production’s a nightmare, how’s the plot? The Plot: Scoob, We’re Getting the Band Back Together!

I won’t be as through as usual because this is a 90 minute movie, I’m running behind as is and it’s 20 years old,

We start with your standard mystery inc case with the Luna Goose, aka Old Man Incel who resented Pamela Anderson for not boning him. But Fred hogging the glory during the resulting News Cast leads the gang to start fighting over lingering tensions: Velma is tired of Fred hogging all the credit when she does most of the legwork solving things, Daphne is tired of being kidnapped and being mistreated by Velma and Freddy who laugh at the idea of her doing more, and Fred..

We’ll get to him later. Shaggy is the only one wanting to stick together, but no one’s having it and the group breaks apart and Matthew LIllard REALLY sells Shaggy’s heartbreak over his friends all abandoning him well.

Two years later though, with Shaggy and Scooby naturally getting stoned and eating large quantities of food on the beach, have made peace with retirement, and have apparently had to duck tons of people coming to them to solve mysteries since they aren’t about that. The latest in that line is a man representing Emile Mondovarius, the owner of Spooky Island, a vast island resort and theme park. Naturally since it has spooky in the name the boys want nothing but Mondovarius does what honestly every previous guy coming to them should’ve done: offers them an all you can eat buffet. Since they’ve done more traumatizing for Dog Treats, they agree and it soon turns out the entire gang was invited, though none of them but Shaggy and Scooby are happy to see each other. I will say one of my complaints about the film is it never tackles the emotions behind the breakup: while the teams slowly repairs there are never any outright apologizes or scenes of them recociling or scenes of Shaggy chewing them out for abandoning him due to their spat. It just skips over the emotional bits to either wave a joke for the kiddies around or scream

Really the jokes aren’t bad, the film just has trouble with actual emotion or depth that could’ve been there and tries for it once in a while, but dosen’t really do anything with it. The gang splitting up’s a good concept, and at this point on Scooby Doo on Zombie Island had really used it, and that was one where they were clearly still close friends and were still in touch they just quit mystery solving for a while till Zombie Island happened. Mystery Incorpreated would finally give this story justice later: Instead of over a petty ego squabble, the gang broke up over underlying tensions: The revelations about Fred’s dad caused him to go try and find himself, Velma alienated herself by hiding things from them, and Shaggy was shipped off to Military School and Scooby doggy prison camp... thankfully the last two didn’t last and Scooby rescued Shaggy with a tank but the tension DIDN’T go away: While the gang mostly reunited, Velma took time to forgive them and also tried bringing in the friend/girlfriend she’d made in the meantime only for her friends to isolate her and throw her out while Daphne took her time to return due to being hurt by fred. It’s complex and good stuff versus here where it’s just “WE’RE APART BECAUSE WE HATES EACH OTHER. And now we’re NOT”. It’s just a waste of a good concept and i’ m glad the franchise got around to doing it right.

But my gripes aside our heroes head to the resort and meet Mondevarious, who admits outright to having tricked then and with confronted with the gang being broken up, makes it clear he knews. “That’s the thing about broken things.. you can put them back together.”

And so he did. He needs the Gang’s help as he’s worried about the island and something going wrong there: The teens are leaving polite, well behaved. and clearly not themselves as one reacts to an old friend by neck lifting him and tossing him aside. Something’s deeply wrong here and the gang’s intrest is piqued enough to stay though everyone but Shaggy is determined to solve it themselves out of ego. Mondvarius is played by Rowan Atkinson and while I watched the bean movie as a kid this is where I fell in love with the guy, with later watches of Blackadder confirming that in my college years. Rowan just brings a fun dorky energy to the character and a nice earnestness too but when he later takes a turn for the bad, he does that well too. Atkinson is HIGHLY underated in my opinon and easily the MVP of this film’s supporting cast. So the investigation begins, and we get our supsects: The first we met on the plane, Mary Jane, a kind blonde played by Isla Fisher who got the job becasue Gosnel, in a rare good decision, saw how talented she was and while still picking Sara Michele Gellar for Daphne, made sure she had a part. She’s a nice sweet girl who Shaggy falls for and Scooby’s annoyed by it.. though unlike earlier the film beats mystery inc easily here as it’s a more understandable conflict and dosen’t act like Dog Issues is a thing people says. Again i’ll get to that clusterfuck of an arc some day. The other two are N’Goo Tuna, a shady worker at the park who spouts off the legends of the island. In a nice twist, he’s NOT the vilian, as is obvious but is his right hand man. He also has his own right hand and muscle in Zarkos a cool looking Luchador and N’Goo’s muscle. Also N’Goo may be one of the worst names in Scooby Doo History, and that includes Dabba Doo. But the legend claims the island was once owned by demons who want revenge since the resort took the island from him.

The other is probably my faviorite non Rowan Atkinson character, Voodoo Maestro, played by Miguel Nunez. He’s basically just a guy who lives on the fringes of the island and also hates the resort and tries using voodoo curses. He’s honestly a delight from his attempt to sacrifice a chicken (An already dead one at that), to his general hammy and annoyed at dealing with these teenagers demeanor. NAturally he has nothing to do with this but he’s still a fun addition and I wish he was in more scnenes than the two he gets. But with what they’ve gathered the gang all end up at a spooky castle attraction, with Scooby and Shaggy of course being bribed by daphne while Velma and Fred show up indpeendntly and end up finding the weird training video from earlier but all get caught when the traps are activiated> There’s also a farting contest which.. eh not funny to me but i’ve seen so much worse i’m not even remotely upset. But then the traps trigger though during the chaos Fred and Velma are forced to work together and finally start doing so, and Daphne finds a clue: A mysterious pyramid known as the damon righus and finally gets some, if not nearly enough, credit. So the gang is back together.. even if it’s a tenative peace, the high from solving this and relay to their boss the suspects, including him, though Fred assures Mondovarius it’s just because he’s spooky and rowan’s character’s delight over that is fucking glorious. So the gang enjoys some down time at the local bar, with Fred and Daphne doing their own look ins, Scooby and Shaggy eating and encountring mary again and Velma getting hit on by a dude while looking over the ritus, revealing it’s some sort of soul sucking aparatus, and going into their history... which is really just an excuse to bring Scrappy in who in this universe, is a horny egotistical little shit whose abandoned as a result. ANd before anyone boos he’s not a puppy here, he’s got.. dog dwarfisim.. which while .. how does that even work... means he’s a grown ass man and deserved this. We also get drunk velma and Linda Caredenlli is a delight

The night gets interupted by terrible cgi monsters, the aformentioned emon who soul suck most of the college kids present and also get fred and velma who both find out these are very much real. We also get the best song on the soundtrack, man with a hex. It slaps. But it makes good chase music as with Mondvarious, Fred and Velma captured, the rest of the gang and mary escape. The next morning we get a surreal as hell scene as everyone’s partying, Fred’s talking in slang and Velma with clevage, thank you, is chatting up.. Sugar Ray? For those younger of you they were a band at the time. They were a big thing. Not half bad but faded away. They looked as 2000′s as hell though. WHy Smash Mouth gets all the memes and not them is beyond me. Look at lead singer Mark McGrath!It’s like the early 2000′s gained sentience and took a human form. But the gang is quickly forced to run from sugar ray, though they get Daphne in a deleted scene. Why it was deleted I dunno. Point is Shaggy, Scooby and Mary are all alone.. oh and Mary’s possessed. Shaggy and Scooby argue over it because Shaggy just thinks Scooby is jealous and while he is .. why would he lie about this? He’s as cowardly as you are. But Scooby falls through the floor, and Shaggy is now going solo but luckily finds his friends souls, and eveyrone elses in a massive cool looking vat and frees them all. Velma, when the demon leaves her and confronts her, finds out sunlight kills the demons and saves Daphne from hers... only to find Fred in her body. Daphne is naturally horrified and we do get a great bodyswapping scene.

Our heroes reconvince on the beach where htey find the Maestro who explains what’s going on to a point, with the gang’s clues filling in the blanks: The ritus, which they stole back earlier, is used for a ritual that will allow the Demons to rule over the earth for “a thousand years of darkness” but it requires a pure soul to work. Cue our big bad talking Scooby into being their willing sacrifice since Scooby dooes not understand what a sacrifice is. Shaggy naturally rallies the group to go save him after their understandably worried since they usually dealt with weirdos in costumes and not the apocalypse.. well okay Velma and Fred aren’t, Daphne dealt with this kind of thing once a week back in Sunnydale. So they set up a plan to destroy all the demons at once by unleashing the soul bath, setting them all loose and then using a spooky disco ball from one of the attractions rigged up over the ritual area to shine the light in. It’s classic scooby doo.

Things naturally go wrong as while Shaggy goes to rescue scooby and makes up with him, he’s caught, so are fred and velma and they have to scramble, while Daphne looses a fight with the luchador up top while trying to let the light in to finish the trap. Meanwhile Shaggy saves Scooby’s soul just as Mondovarious sucks it out by shoving the guy.. revealing him to be a robot! DUN DUN DUN. And inside is Scrappy.. which you all probably knew already but try to act suprise who wanted to conquer the world as revenge for the gang abandoning him and because again, in this universe he’s kind of an asshole. He absorbs the souls gathered so far and merges with the damon ritus, because we’re operating on video game rules now apparently, so final boss time. But we get a great climax as Scrappy chases scooby, Daphne goes buffy on Zarkos ass , and as a result he shatters the glass and lets the light in releasing the disco ball the kill the demons.. man I love that I get to type things like that. Scooby removes the ritus and defeats his nephew and the day is saved. Velma hooks up with random guy, Daphne and Fred get together, I die inside a little and Shaggy and Mary Jane bond. At the press Fred does his good deed for the movie by letting Velma explain things and get the spotlight and the group have firmly reunited. THE END. Overall it’s a solid plot, that works well, comes together in the end and was well put together, it’s more the filling that causes it to tilt back and forth a bit, but overlal outside of the issue I mentioned it’s a good scooby doo plot. While some have pointed out it is similar to zombie island, a case reuniting the gang, the person who brought them there wanting to sacrifice them, or just scooby here, monsters being real, it works because everything else is so different. But since there’s more to break down and it’s easier to give it it’s own section let’s look at...

THE CHARACTERS: NOT HALF BAD, FRED CAN GO FUCK HIMSELF.

So we’re down to character.. and since there’s a blonde, preeening, selfish, arrogant, sleazy, sexist, obnoxious, loud mouthed, useless elephant in the room, let’s start with Fred. And to quote it’s always sunny....

Yeah so that fury of a thousand crashing waves (Cracks Knuckles): Fred is the worst part of this movie, the worst version of the character across the entire franchise that i’ve seen with the sincre doubt that there is ANY version worse than this. Everything I said above is true and THEN some. He is one of the most unlikable characters i’ve seen in a film that wasn’t INTENDED to be. There’s just NOTHING to like about him. Nothing. He treats his “Friends” like garbage, all four of them: He basically ignores shaggy and scooby at best and treats them as if they were nothing. For Velma he’s your classic power abusing douche who pushes her to the side and often steals the credit for things she did. He’s still a good mystery solver, but he acts like he does all the work to the press and takes all the credit when Velma works as hard as he does if not harder. And worst of all is Daphne, who he basically either treats like some moron who gets kidnapped due to incompetence and not because creepy old dudes want to feel her up, which given the intro is VERY likely the reason she’s the resident victim of the group, and not like a person, or like a pair of boobs and legs he wants to bang or feel up creepily while he’s in her body. For fuck’s sake his reaction to finding out he’s in her body is a creepy and smug “I can see myself naaaakeddd” If that dosen’t make you want to smack him get off my blog. And they get together in the end!

Who who wanted that. I genuinely want the presumibly original ending where Daphne and Velma hook up and Fred falls off a pier and is never seen again. The acting does not help. While the other four gang members are expertly cast Fred was given to Freddy Prinze Junior, who made a career out of playing arrogant dicks who are somehow the main character so I can’t fault the casting but I can fault that he can’t delver any line without that smug air of trying to be cool douche and it’s at it’s worst with Fred since Fred’s already written as the biggest creepiest douche in the world and Freddy somehow makes it WORSE. He also has zero chemstiry with Daphne, which would be weird given he and Sarah Michelle Gellar had dated for 2 years at this point and as of this writing have been together for 20 overall and have two wonderful kids together... but given how badly written Fred is here, I can’t blame either of them. And i’m sure FPJ is a swell guy, loves his kids loves his wife seems like a really plesant guy, nothing against him as a person, but at least at this point in his career he wasn’t very good. And I am actually planning on trying to seek out one of his later works in his career to see if he’s gotten better in recent years, and willing to give him the benifit of a doubt that he probably has. I just don’t like him here, and while the script does most of the work he only makes it worse.And works before this (Pup Named Scooby Doo) and after this (Mystery Incorperated) would prove you can give fred a personality that’s not dick tip, so fuck this character, fuck the writing.. and I hope Freddy is having a happy halloween with his loving wife and children, seriously I meant it I have nothing against him as a person. A terrible actor can still be a WONDERFUL guy.

Now that’s thankfully put to bed, let’s pivot over to Shaggy, whose easily the best of the cast. Matthew Lillard looks the part pefectly, has the right combination of heart and goofus and has some great comedic timing. Granted Scream had already proven the guy’s got genuine talent, but still he’s great here and is currently playing Shaggy in most films and productions, except Scoob which.. was far from it’s only mistake but easily the biggest. There’s not much else to say: the guy IS Shaggy and is the only person whose taken up the roll to equal Kasey Casem in it. As for how he’s written.. he’s basically the same and apart from one line of him wanting to leave everyone to their deaths, which feels like it was added later, he’s written really well and is easily the most likeable of the group.

Scooby is alright. Not the best version but funny and charming enough when he needs to be and while I hated the CGI at one point.. it’s honestly not that bad. It’s not GREAT, but time has actually been very good to it both in how it’s held up and in the fact we’ve gotten SO MUCH WORSE with so much better techlogies. I mean.. Cats exists.. Marmaduke Exists.. the Bill Murray Garfield exists. This was offputting at the time but now it’s just okay. But character wise he’s good and again not much diffrent.

Velma is the second best casting of the movie. Played by Linda Cardenelli, who i’ve harbored a crush on for a good few decades now and admire mostly for her talent and charm, Linda kills the roll and easily slips into it as easily as Matt did, and while not picking it up full time like he did, still did it a few times afterword and played hot dog water in mystery incorperated, so she did finally get to play a Lesbian Velma it just took a while. And while Velma being gay is kind of sterotyping, it would’ve been nice to have been kept in instead of edited out for bullshit reasons. But overal her character is decent: While she ALSO bullies and belittles daphne like fred, unlike fred it comes less from just being a douche and more from insecurity. As her scene at the bar makes clear she feels undervalued like the other, like the nerd who the cool kids LET hang out with them instead of part of the team. While it dosen’t make her treatment of Daphne OKAY, it makes Velma understandable. We also get Velma Clevage which.. okay not sure if the world needed that but whatever. Point is it’s throughly likeable portryal that I wish got some character growth. Finally out of the main 5 there’s Daphne, whose alright. Not as good as the other two, as it feels they lean a bit too heavily on her having taken self defense and wanting ot be tougher, but Sarah Michelle Gellar gives her a ton of charm and likeablity that her husband’s character sadly lacks. There’s just a fun, adorable energy to daph that ends up coupling with her buffy style badassery at the end and Sarah plays both beautifully. The script didn’t give her a ton to work with, though that’s the same for all four of htem, but Sarah really made the character work and made her somewhat memorable despite not being as good as Linda or Matthew. Basically not the best, but still a comfortable third ahead of scooby doo and jackass jones.

As for the rest of the cast, Rowan Attkinson i’ve covered and is utterly fantastic as is the Voodoo Maestro, and both should get hteir own hbo max spinoff together. The minons.. stupid name and luchadoor are decent enough, nothign special but they have presence and do the job of goon well. And Mary Jane is alright.. the joke is WAY too on the nose to be funny and she’s mostly just there to be sweet, but she’s harmless. Not good but not bad. So finally we have our big bad, Scrappy. And i’m.. mixed about this. On one hand, Scott Innes, who it turns out is also from Missouri good on you dude!, does a terrific job and I couldn’t tell it wasn’t don messick as Scrappy and he plays him as evil great. On the other.. it’s just kinda goofy. Out of all the tips of hte hat to scooby stuff this feels the most over the top. Scrappy was hated, including by james gunn.. so he’s the bad guy. It’s just a bit on the nose, and the twist is pretty easily teligraphed since Scrappy suspciously is mentioned in one scene so him showing up at all is pretty easy to see coming. It’s not terible but it’s not great. His demon minons also just suck.. the designs are wonky and their cgi, unlike scooby and scrappy’s, is just REALLY bad and dated, and even as a kid I never liked them.

FINAL THOUGHTS: Scooby Doo is a decent but messy movie. The clashing tones, dated humor and godawful version of fred drag it down at times, and it’s very clear this had a lot of hands in the pot. But.. I still enjoy it. It’s not the best scooby ever, tha’ts mystery incorpeated, but it has great atmosphere, some good ideas, an utterly spectacular with one exception cast, and some really funny jokes. I genuinely feel the film is overhated when it’s a unique, weird and wonderful slice of Scooby. For better or worse there’s no other Scooby doo property quite like it, and that’s what makes it so fun. And it has enough good performances and jokes to smooth out the edges. It’s not the best, it’s a mess.. but sometimes a mess is fun and I like this flim for being a fun mess I can enjoy with my nieces and talk about to all of you. And sometimes that’s all you need. Thank you for reading this. If you like this you can comission your own review: 5 bucks for a tv episode, 15 for a movie, 10 for an hour long special, and 5 dollars off when you order more than one episode of a show at a time. Just send me a direct message or ask on here and we’ll get started. Until then you can check out my backlog of reviews, check this space every monday for ducktales reviews, and VOTE DAMMIT VOTE. Until we meet again it’s been a pleasure. Play us out Atomic Fireballs, it’s been a wonderful halloween.

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particularemu · 4 years

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Late For Work | A Seo Changbin Scenario

Word Count: 1846

Type: Smut

Prompt: 14 (Can I at least take my shoes off before you pounce on me?) and 20 (I’m going to be late because you can’t keep it in your pants.)

Author’s Note:

OOF, this wasn’t supposed to be as long as it turned out but I suddenly felt the need to write a good dick sucking fic.

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Changbin sighed as his phone buzzed yet again. He opened your message and was met with yet another picture of you in one of his T-shirts, lacey underwear poking beneath the cotton shirt. You’ve been sending him pictures like these over the past hour and a half, hoping it would convince him to take the rest of the day off.

You had him wrapped around your little finger, and you knew it.

Sure he could just take off and spend the rest of the day taking care of you, but there was an important meeting he couldn’t miss.

This was his chance. If Changbin was able to close this deal, there was a good chance he’d get a promotion! Once he was promoted, he planned to hire a bunch of goons to do the tedious work he was forced to do day-in and day-out, so he could ditch work early and spend time with you.

Until he was promoted, he had to kiss some ass. Speaking of ass…

Changbin’s mind wandered, picturing your sweet little moans as he pounded into your pussy. He could practically feel your fingers sliding up and down his back as the room echoed with the sounds of skin slapping against skin. His face heated up when Felix knocked on the office door and poked his head into the room.

“Hey.” Felix stepped in the room. “Sorry to barge in, but I can’t seem to find the presentation notes.” Felix’s cheeks flushed in embarrassment. “I must have misplaced them. Do you have an extra copy?”

“Yeah I do. They should be somewhere around here.” Changbin searched the various drawers and files scattered across his desk, frowning when the manila envelope was nowhere to be found.

Changbin mentally cursed himself as he leaned back in his chair. He must have forgotten them at home. He was in a rush this morning because somebody was all over him, claiming he looked sexy in his work clothes. He must have forgotten to grab the envelope!

Oh no…

That means he’s going to have to go home and face you. Despite your sweet nature, you were quite the stubborn brat when you were horny — and by the looks of it, you’d been horny for hours. He’d be lucky if he could get in and out of the apartment in one piece.

For a second, he debated getting a shield or something to protect him from your advances. Even then, you’d probably find some hidden superpower to knock it away so you could suck his dick.

Oh well. He’s just going to have to face the beast.

“I must have forgotten them this morning.” Changbin stood up, grabbing his phone and briefcase. “I’ll hurry home and get them.”

“Really? You don’t have to.” Felix mumbled.

“At least one of us should know what we’re talking about.” Changbin chuckled at the younger boy.

“Good point.” Felix nodded and held the door open for Changbin as he rushed out of the office.

“I’ll be back in 30.”

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Changbin stood at the door for a few seconds, bracing himself for the events about to unfold. Perhaps he could sneak in the apartment and find the envelope before you noticed he was there? Yes! That’d work perfectly!

He quickly put in the code to the apartment, cringing when he heard the lock click. As soon as he opened the door, he saw you sitting on the couch watching a random K-Drama episode.

Shit.

“Baby! You’re home!” Your eyes brightened when you saw him step in the door.

“Only for a couple minutes. I need to find an envelope, then I need to leave.” He attempted to step out of his shoes, only to be engulfed in a gentle hug.

“Baby, I need you.” You ran your hands up and down his chest, the thin fabric of his button-up shirt wrinkling underneath your fingertips. Your hands wrapped around his neck as you pressed soft kisses along his jaw.

“Can I at least take my shoes off before you pounce on me?” Changbin chuckled as he stepped out of his shoes.

“Please. I’ve been waiting all day.” You pulled away from him, lifting your shirt so he could see the lacey underwear. “I even put something pretty on for you. Haven’t I been good?”

Oh come on.

You knew exactly what you were doing.

“Baby, I’ll take care of you later. I need to find those papers and get back to work.” Changbin hoped he could hold out long enough to find the notes and leave, but it wasn’t looking good. The way your lower lip jut out in a pout made him want to take you right then and there, but he didn’t have enough time.

Changbin hurried over to his desk, eyes scanning the mess of papers for a manila envelope. Where on earth did he put the damn thing? He sat in the office chair, legs spread wide as he sorted through the pile of papers.

You however saw this as an opportunity to take what you wanted. If he wasn’t going to fuck you, perhaps sucking his dick underneath the desk would give you enough masturbation fuel to make it to tonight.

While he was distracted, you crawled underneath the desk, careful not to bump into his legs. Your hands quickly unbuckled his belt and unzipped his trousers giving you enough space to slip your hand in and take his cock out of his pants.

Changbin gasped, the sudden stimulation. “Are you serious?” Changbin looked at you under the desk and — God you looked sexy.

The sight of your hand stroking his cock, big innocent eyes watching his every move from under the desk, your tongue running over your lower lip as your eyes shifted to his cock, sent the blood rushing to his groin. The way you managed to look so innocent while doing the most sinful things was an anomaly to him.

It was impossible for him to refuse you — he couldn’t exactly go back to work with a fully erect cock. Besides, your hands felt so good around him. He couldn’t wait to feel your mouth around his cock.

“Fine, just make it quick.”

You couldn’t help but smile as you turned your attention to his length. If you were going to get fucked in the next 10 minutes, you’d have to play dirty.

Your hand stroked the base of his cock as you took the tip into your mouth, sucking lightly. The feeling of your tongue running along his length made his cock twitch in your mouth. God you were good at this.

Changbin grabbed your ponytail, giving him more control over the situation. He knew exactly what you were planning, and he didn’t mind giving in, but eventually he’d have to speed things up.

Your tongue ran along the prominent veins along the side of his cock, coaxing a moan out of the man.

“Baby hurry up.” Changbin panted. You were taking far too long and he was feeling needy.

You merely chuckled and pulled away from him with a pop, opting to run your hand along his length instead. As soon as you sucked the tip into his mouth, bobbing your head slightly, his hips bucked into your mouth.

Oh you were being a little shit.

Changbin yanked on your ponytail, pulling you off his cock to look him in the eyes. “What did I say?”

You mentally fist-pumped as you broke his resolve. “To be quick.”

“And what did you do?” He practically growled, sending a wave of arousal through your body.

“I didn’t listen.” You were beyond horny, excited for the punishment he had in store. Would he bend you over the desk and spank you? Perhaps he’d roughly finger you?

“No you didn’t.” Changbin chuckled. “Open up.”

You did as he requested, opening your mouth so he could tap his cock on your tongue. The salty taste of precum took over your senses as Changbin shallowly thrust into your mouth, careful to keep from choking you.

“Remember. You asked for this baby.” Changbin fisted your ponytail and pulled your head onto his cock, groaning when he felt your throat clench around him. Waves of arousal coursed through him as he listened to the sounds of you choking.

Oh you were such a pretty sight. Tears gathered at the corner of your eyes as you took all of him down your throat, pressing your nose against his pubic bone. Your hands were gently squeezing his thighs, as if the powerful muscles would keep you grounded. Saliva dripped down your chin as he thrust into your mouth. Changbin wished he could take a picture to serve as masturbation fuel some other time.

You however, were extremely turned on by your boyfriend’s sudden roughness. Sure, this wasn’t exactly what you were after, but the sounds of his moans made it worth the nasty amount of saliva dripping out of your mouth and onto his pants. He’d certainly have to change before heading back to work.

Changbin moaned as his tip hit the back of your throat once more. The sensation of his cock bending to fit down your throat, mixed with your throat tightening around him, and the feeling of your frantic sucking was beyond incredible. Despite the gagging every now and again, you managed to suck the soul out of him through his cock.

“Keep going baby.” Changbin released your hair for a moment to rest on your cheek, thumb wiping away some of the saliva as you sucked harder. You moaned pornographically, the vibrations sending Changbin over the edge. He threw his head back and moaned, hand pushing your head against him as he came down your throat. His thighs shook slightly as you continued to tighten around him.

The need to breathe took over your arousal and you pushed on his thighs. Changbin released his grip on your head, allowing you to fall back and gasp for air, the sudden intake of breath making you realize that damn — you hadn’t really taken a breath since you took him down your throat. You panted, coughing a couple times as you wiped the saliva off your chin.

Somewhere in the moment Changbin sat down, basking in the afterglow of his release. His head rolled to the side and — oh, that’s where he put the envelope.

Your head plopped onto Changbin’s thigh, shifting his attention toward you when exhaustion hit you.

“Baby I have to go.” Changbin chuckled a bit as you sat up, yawning.

“We’re going to continue this when you get home right?” You helped Changbin make himself more presentable before walking him out the door.

“Nope. I’m good.” He laughed when you pouted. “After all, I’m going to be late because you couldn’t keep it in your pants.”

“Speaking of pants, you need to change yours.” You giggled, looking at the prominent wet patch coating his pants.

“Fuck.” Changbin quickly yanked them off and pulled on a new pair of pants. He grabbed the envelope and rushed out the door, pausing to say “Let’s do that again sometime.”

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what-is-your-plan-today · 4 years

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CSI: Rogers and Barnes Ch11- When You Gotta Blow...

Part 1

Co written with @icanfeelastormbrewing

Episode Summary: It’s the day after their date and Steve is brought crashing down to Earth when Fury gives him some information about the case that shocks him to the core. Meanwhile, poor Bucky is left attempting to stop Katie from murdering Wanda, which is a lot harder than it looks.

Oh, and Captain Raymond Holt’s in this one too…

Episode Warnings: Bad Language words.

Episode Pairings: Steve Rogers x OFC Katie Stark

Song for Episode: Just The Way You Are by Billy Joel

A/N: This is another LONG chapter guys, but there’s a LOT going down, and we couldn’t miss out on the opportunity to see a Raymond Holt Vs Madeleine Wuntch showdown. I can’t claim credit for any of the wonderful insults that they trade, I just took them from the best eps of 99 and mashed them together for utter comedy purposes.

We’ve split into 2 parts for you to read either all at once or separately, however you wish.

As always we live for re-blogs and comments

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I said I love you, and that’s forever, and this I promise from the heart. I could not love you, any better, I love you just the way you are.

"You look tired. Have you seen those bags under your eyes?" Steve asked Bucky from his spot in the passenger seat. Seeing as both his and Katie’s cars were at the station as they had taken the subway to go on their first date the previous evening, Bucky was driving them in for a change.

"Yes, I have. Thanks for reminding me, punk." Bucky groaned, shooting a glare at Steve as Katie snorted from the back seat. Steve had at first suggested riding in the back with Katie, and whilst he had only been joking at first, he had then realised it would be a great way to spend every second he could before arriving at work clinging to his girl. Bucky, however, had fully refused stating he wasn't a fucking cab driver.

"You should stay in tonight. You've been out for what? Four? Five nights in a row?” Steve chastised.

"Just two" Bucky protested "I remind you I stayed in on Sunday listening to Carrie Bradshaw here." he added, jerking his head toward Katie in the backseat.

"Eat your plums and shut up, Buck. Your system needs vitamin C" Katie deadpanned, lifting her head from her phone. She leaned forward to squeeze Steve's left shoulder "Don't worry, Stevie. You're my Mr. Big." she said in an over the top soppy voice, smiling flirtatiously at him before turning to Bucky and giving him a playful stare "Pun intended." she added.

"Happy to comply, sweetheart." Steve said as he squeezed her hand which was still on his shoulder.

"You two are gross." Bucky scoffed, shaking his head.

"What can I say, he looks yummy in that uniform." Katie said, licking her lips.

Steve couldn't help but smile remembering the look in Katie's eyes as he had stepped out of the closet of his bedroom dressed in his Captain uniform as he was due to report to Fury that morning. He only wore it on special occasions and when being summoned to HQ or Police Plaza, and he didn't quite feel comfortable in it as it tended to attract a lot of attention but this morning he had developed a sudden fondness for it. Of course, his sudden found affection for said uniform had absolutely nothing to do with the fact Katie had been clearly very appreciative of it as she had run her hands over his tight shirt... or the sparkle in her eyes along with the sight of her teeth grazing her lower lip while making sure his tie was well tied and straightened….or the fact that they had had to break a very heated kiss before things got a little more serious which would have resulted in them both being late for work…

Nope, nothing to do with any of that, at all.

With a grin Steve turned to look at his girl, and flashed her a wink "Thanks, doll." he said, pecking her lips.

"Anytime." Katie said grinning at him with loving eyes.

"Hello, I'm here. And I feel ignored." Bucky scoffed.

"Aww. Don't be like that, jerk." Steve said ruffling his best friend's hair.

Bucky groaned again as he slapped Steve's hand off his head. "Back off, punk."

"You're particularly grumpy this morning, Barnes." Katie noted and she smiled locking eyes with Steve before turning to Bucky and adding "Maybe you need to get an autopsy done."

There was silence for a couple of seconds before Steve and Katie burst into laughter seeing the expression of utter exasperation on Bucky's face at the mention of Sam.

"You two are hilarious." he scoffed.

"Yeah. Do Sam’s gloves tickle? That why you're so prickly?" Steve quipped.

At that Bucky couldn't help but laugh with them. He supposed he had it coming. He had been bad enough with them, even before they got together, constantly teasing the pair of them. And, to tell the truth, he was secretly enjoying it. He liked the good natured sniping and banter. The three of them had struck up a good friendship.

"All right, doll face. This is your stop." Bucky announced as he pulled over at the curb a couple of blocks from the station.

"See you in a minute, boys." she said grabbing her purse and leaning forward to kiss Steve softly before opening the door and stepping outside.

"See you, doll." Steve whispered.

Both of them watched her walk away mingling with the people that crowded Brooklyn's sidewalks that morning. Bucky glanced at Steve and saw his head tilt to one side.

"Are you checking your girl's ass, Punk?" Bucky asked Steve as he moved the car again.

"Are you?" Steve asked back frowning at him.

Bucky just laughed and shook his head. "Jerk."

With that Bucky swung the car into the entrance of the parking lot and into a spare space a few down from Katie’s BMW. Together they headed up to the elevator and Steve selected their floor.

“Ready for another day of pretending you don’t wanna jump Stark’s bones every 5 minutes?” Bucky looked at Steve who gave a roll of his eyes, but didn’t respond.

The doors pinged open and Clint's wolf whistle could be heard all through the main office as Steve and Bucky made their entrance.

"Whoa Rogers. You look great in that uniform. Has Stark seen you yet?" Natasha asked Steve.

Bucky scoffed at Natasha's teasing. She wouldn't let the opportunity pass to pry some information out of anyone or anything, and she was determined to discover if Steve and Katie were a thing or not. If she didn't know already, which Bucky suspected, despite all his efforts to not to give in to her constant questionings and traps.

"Why would Stark have seen me?" Steve replied not taking the bait, but blushing visibly.

"You tell me, Rogers." she replied, slurring her words

Damned, Romanoff. Bucky cursed in his mind as Wanda's expression changed from utter adoration to boiling anger at Natasha's mention of Katie. But as quick as it had soured, it reverted back and she began strutting towards Steve.

"Wait. Your tie isn't straight." she said. Steve frowned and looked down at his tie to check it was impeccably arranged, just as Katie had left it an hour prior.

Don't bother, punk. It's perfectly straight, just Wanda being a hoe. Bucky thought to himself.

"My ears burning? What exactly should I have seen?” Katie asked as she entered the main office, startling everyone. Especially Steve who looked like a deer caught in headlights.

"You look like you're being strangled, Rogers" Natasha deadpanned.

Uh oh Bucky thought when he heard Katie. But he was surprised, as he observed her take her jacket off and switch her computer on. She was playing it pretty cool and doing particularly well in hiding her rage against Wanda when he was sure she was plotting a hundred different ways to kill her and dispose of her body. And yet she was still able to fake surprise when her eyes set on Steve, admiring him in his uniform.

"Looking good, Captain. Meeting someone important, are we?" Katie said smiling at him.

Bucky had to look away, the woman deserved a damned Oscar. She knew exactly where he was going.

"Thanks." Steve smiled swiftly, "And yes, I'm meeting Fury today so..." he cleared his throat before continuing "... no briefing this morning. Just keep on working on what you were doing and we'll catch up later in the day or tomorrow depending on how my meeting goes."

They all nodded in agreement and started organizing their own work as Steve went into his office to check his mail before leaving for HQ. As he emerged from his office 20 minutes or so later, he was met with Wanda who immediately proceeded to brush his shoulder pads to make sure his jacket was neat and tidy.

"It's ok Wanda, thanks." he said stopping her as cordially as possible so as not to spike her. Out of the corner of his eye he caught Katie’s expression, and his heart sank. She was upset, he could tell, even though she was doing her best to hide it as her eyes hastily diverted away from him and she went back to examining something on her computer.

"Do you remember where your car is, Rogers?" Natasha asked as Steve moved away from Wanda and passed by the detective’s desk.

"What?" Steve stopped and asked, not understanding.

"I mean, it was already in the parking lot when I arrived this morning. Curiously it wasn't the only one." she explained with a side smile, her eyes flicking to Katie.

"The early bird catches the worm, Cap." Clint added.

Steve looked at his watch while he shook his head and sighed, ignoring them, although if the burning in his cheeks was anything to go by he was redder than a glass of fucking tomato juice.

"I'm leaving or I'll be late. Barnes, you're in charge!" he shouted for everyone to hear before he crossed the doors of the main office, heading into the elevator without a backwards glance.

Bucky watched him go before he turned back to his emails as Clint and Natasha struck up some conversation about something on TV. Katie, at her desk opposite him, was stoic and still focussed on her screen although he could see her eyes weren’t moving. She wasn’t reading anything, simply pretending. Bucky could see. But before he could say anything she stood up and started to grab some files, sorting them into a pile. Then, her phone went and she reached for it absentmindedly, glancing down at it and Bucky saw the smile spread across her face.

And he wasn’t the only one…

"Storm?" Nat asked Katie who continued to grin her phone's screen while typing a text back.

"No" she replied, not lifting her eyes from the phone.

"Jensen?" Wanda insisted but Katie just blanked her as she put the phone in the back pocket of her jeans.

"Ok. Who moved Dot out of her spot?" Bucky asked in an attempt to divert attention towards him.

Not that he really needed to, Katie was behaving impeccably, too much so if you asked him, and simply picked up the pile she had organised on her desk and announced she would be in the incident room if anyone needed her.

"Good try, Barnes" Clint said looking at Dot who obviously was in the same spot she had always been.

******

Steve maintained his indifferent Captain appearance until the doors to the elevator shut, at which point he let out a loud groan. That was all he needed, Katie to walk in at the exact moment Wanda was straightening his tie, especially after what they had talked about on their date. He wasn't stupid, he knew Wanda was overstepping the mark. There was nothing wrong with his tie and he didn't appreciate Wanda invading his space that way. But the worst thing had been the look on Katie's face. He would have been happier to see anger or jealousy but the look of pure upset, almost resignation she had been sporting had almost crippled him, and he knew it was because she was powerless to stop it for fear of blowing their cover. Deciding to give her a little bit of comfort, reassurance maybe, he pulled out his phone and sent her a simple message: "Love you, Doll.", before he stuck his phone back in the inside pocket of his jacket, his foot tapping on the floor as he continued his previous train of thought. Steve knew Wanda had gone too far now. He was going to have to tell her to back off one way or another, and made a mental note to ask Bucky later about the best way to do so.

The elevator hit the ground floor he stepped out and headed towards the parking lot, nodding to the other officers that were arriving as he went, and as his phone vibrated against his chest he smiled to himself, the smile growing even bigger as he read Katie’s response: "Love you too, and you do look incredibly handsome in that uniform…”

By the time he had arrived at HQ his mind had switched to why Fury wanted to see him in person. He'd called his boss the day before to inform him that he needed to discuss a few things on the Cereal Serial Killer case with him, but hadn't gone into details...and then a message had arrived early that morning to tell him to report at 10-hundred sharp. He flashed his ID badge to security, went through the usual process of stripping down to pass through the metal detectors and scanners, before he headed up to the 20th floor where the Commissioners' Offices were. He walked down the corridor and headed straight to the two offices at the end, greeting the secretary at the desk outside, who told him to take a seat as Fury was in with Deputy Commissioner Wuntch but wouldn't be long. Steve nodded, and turned to do just that, smiling as a familiar face greeted him.

"Captain Rogers..." Raymond Holt nodded, standing up as he stuck out his hand towards him "It's been a while." "It sure has Ray." Steve smiled, "How you been?"

"How have I been...hmm, let's see. I'm here to see Wuntch who is circling me like a shark frenzied by chum. The task force is turning into a career-threatening quagmire. An Internal Affairs investigation has been casting doubt upon my integrity. I, a Captain, am no longer able to command my vessel, my precinct, from my customary helm, my office. I've worked the better part of my years on earth overcoming every prejudice and fighting for the position I hold, and now I feel it being ripped from my grasp, and with it the very essence of what defines me as a man. But other than that, I've been fine..."

Steve eyed the captain, not quite sure if he was joking or being facetious. But then again, there were only 2 people he knew that could read Holt fully, Peralta and Katie. And the line about Wuntch was probably true. It was a well-known fact across the entire NYPD that Raymond Holt and Madeleine Wuntch had beef. Big beef, and now she had made Deputy Commissioner, Steve had no doubts in his mind she would be making Holt's life hell at every given opportunity. He knew only too well from personal experience that the woman could be a nasty piece of work when she didn't get her own way. She'd made life very difficult for Steve himself at one point after he had turned down her advances at one Christmas Party. She'd set out to block his promotion to Lieutenant, that is until Howard had stepped in and pushed it through. Another reason he would be eternally grateful to his late mentor.

"Sounds exhausting... “ Steve replied with what he thought was an appropriate comment. "Yes, it is." Holt nodded "You know she was apparently supposed to take a position up in the Boston PD...but it's so close to Salem, and we know what they do to Witches up there so she turned it down..."

Steve let out a snort and he could have sworn he saw the corner of Holt's mouth twitch slightly but as he looked again his fellow Captain's face was as grave as ever.

"So what are you doing here?" Holt asked and Steve took a breath.

"Fury called me in. Think he wants a detailed briefing on the Cereal Serial Killer case." "Ahh, yes..." Holt dropped his voice "How is it going on that?" "Well..." Steve looked around "Can't say too much but we're working on something, well, Stark is should I say..." At the mention of Katie's name there was a definite flicker of a smile on Holt's face as her one time boss asked after her "How is she doing?" "Oh, good...” Steve smiled, unable to stop himself "She's great. You know, professionally...well deserved promotion and all..." "She's one of the best." Holt nodded, "I told you that when she moved. She left a big hole in the team..." At that point the door to Fury's office opened and Madeleine Wuntch walked out, immaculately presented as always.

"Speaking of holes..." Holt turned his attention to the woman "It’s a shame we would never find one deep enough to hold you Madeleine..."

"Hello, Raymond. How do you like my new office?" She asked, gesturing to the door at the opposite side of the room to Fury's "Twentieth floor"

"Yes, I never thought I'd see you this high without a broom under you..."

Steve cast his eyes down, a smile on his face as he desperately tried not to laugh. Unlike Steve, who merely kept his head down and ignored Wuntch as much as he could, Holt enjoyed baiting her, because he didn't give a shit. He was too well respected and thought of for her to even try and get rid of him, not whilst Fury was in charge anyway. And it was funny as fuck. His attempt to remain inconspicuous, however, failed as Wuntch’s gaze turned to Steve and he met her eyes for a second before she blatantly looked him up and down. Steve shifted slightly, his hands falling to the buckle of his belt, his stance changing from open to challenging, but before he had chance to say anything Holt was there again.

"My God..." he said, shaking his head "He's half your age you shrivelled up old prune...have some dignity before the Flying Monkeys turn up to drag you away."

"Sticks and stones Raymond..." Wuntch sang.

"Describing your breakfast?" Holt looked at her, his face completely deadpan.

"How's the Internal Affairs investigation going?" Wuntch shot bac

"You tell me. You spend so much time with your ear to the ground...it's a pity a truck hasn't run over your head." Holt said simply

"You can fight with me all you want..." "I'm not fighting you. I learned a long time ago not to dance with the Devil for fear of getting burned. Also, in your case, you have no rhythm and your hands are like little rat claws" Holt held his hands up and contracted them slightly, curling his fingers into his palms slightly to illustrate his point.

"Keep going and soon I'll have you demoted." "Or perhaps you could transfer me to the swamps of New Jersey so I can patrol the sinkhole where you were spawned..."

"I actually called you here to give you some important news." Wuntch said, gesturing to her office "Shall we?" "Of course." Hold said, and with a nod to Steve he began to follow her to her office "Wait, are you going to inform me you're a Cheuksin?" "A what?" Wuntch frowned and stopped, turning to face him.

"A Cheuksin." Holt repeated "A Korean toilet ghost, lives in an outhouse, wraps her hair around your throat and chokes you to death whilst you move your bowels." "Don’t you find this exhausting?" Wuntch sighed, walking into her office

"Thinking of fresh insults?" Holt asked following her "Not at all you coffin cave mould beetle...now tell me, what revenge do you intend on taking on Dorothy for killing your sister?" Wuntch closed the door behind them, leaving Steve unable to hear the rest of the argument which he had no doubt was continuing inside the office, and he snorted, shaking his head. Looking up he saw Fury stood in his door, a smirk on his place.

"If I didn't know Holt was gay I'd swear he was in love with her. It's like watching two school children with a crush, both being mean to one another to hide their true feelings." Fury said, as Steve stepped towards him, shaking his hand. “Nice uniform, not seen you in it for a while.” “Funnily enough the team said the same thing.” Steve said, with a good humoured sigh as he dropped into the seat Fury was directing him to take.

“Soo you must be wondering why I called you here…” Fury looked at him as he closed the door behind him, and Steve nodded.

“Well, I wanted to dig into what you said on your call yesterday.” Fury looked at him, sitting down in his chair at the opposite side of the desk “You’re having trouble locating Rumlow?”

“Sir.” Steve nodded “As I told you at the last update, we know the alleged rape case has links to both Sitwell and Schmidt, and we can link Ross to both of them too. Our next step was to go and speak to Rumlow, see if we could get anything out of him but…well, he seems to have disappeared.” Fury took a deep breath and looked at him “From Prison? That’s…inconvenient.” Steve snorted “Stark seems to think there’s some kind of conspiracy, higher up…”

“Prisoners sometimes get moved Captain…” Fury looked at him and Steve nodded.

“I appreciate that Sir, but it doesn’t explain why there’s no record of him ever being in Cedar Junction in the first place…”

“Shoddy organisation, paperwork losses…could be a number of things…” Fury said, before he dropped his voice “And if you believe that you’ll believe anything.”

Steve frowned “What exactly are you implying Nick?”

“When you called me yesterday, I did a bit of digging of my own. I was curious. And you’re right. No records of him serving time…anywhere. Ever. No records of him ever being convicted of a crime. Ever. No record of any allegations either. Ever.”

“But…how…” Steve frowned

“You mentioned Stark said something about a conspiracy…” Fury looked at him, “Let me guess who she fingered for it… Ross.”

“Yeah…” Steve looked at him, his brow furrowing even more.

“And she thinks that because of the suspected blackmail you told me about.” Fury continued, “And as crazy as that is, Rogers, it’s crazy enough to make sense, because whoever is protecting Brock has to have the power, the sway, to be able to do something like this…”

“Nick, if you’re saying what I think you’re saying…” “The way that little shit weaselled out of that rape allegation never sat well with me…nor did what happened to Stark.” Nick frowned, “I always suspected some kind of foul play. What’s more is I don’t think Ross was acting alone, I think someone in the force is involved too.”

“What makes you think that?” “Whoever coached Sitwell on that alibi did a damned good job, told him exactly what to say…and it wasn’t Rumlow because he was in a cell being questioned.” Fury looked at Steve.

“So you’re telling me the NYPD is compromised?” Steve frowned “And no one noticed?” “Why do you think we’re meeting in here?” Fury looked at him, gesturing around his office. “I noticed. And what’s more…for some reason, I believe it somehow involves Stark…” “Katie?” Steve frowned

“Howard.” Fury said.

At that Steve’s mouth fell open. He stumbled for words a little before he shook his head furiously “No, I mean…Howard’s been dead for years!”

“Yes. An unfortunate accident…whereby he choked on something…sound familiar?” Fury looked at him and Steve felt his blood run cold, was he seriously implying

“You think…you think Howard and Maria were murdered?” Steve whispered, his eyes wide.

Fury nodded.

“By our current killer?” “That, I don’t know for sure…but I’m not a huge fan of coincidences.” Fury said, looking at Steve for a moment.

“No, I can’t…” Steve shook his head, furiously, his mind whirling “That…I mean…”

He trailed off, searching for something to say, but he was utterly dumfounded. Instead he turned his eyes back onto his boss, and Fury met his stare before he looked down and reached into his desk drawer. He pulled out a silver pen drive and placed it on the desk, sliding it over to Steve.

“What’s this?” Steve asked.

“It arrived yesterday.

“What’s on it?”

“No idea.” Fury said. “It arrived simply with a note which instructed me to plug it in and key in a 4 digit number. When I did so I got a timed message. It stated that the drive contained key information that with regards to Howard, the Cereal Serial Killer, and that it was to be passed to Katie Stark only…and that she would know the passcode. When that message disappeared it simply began to run a jumble of numbers, the same numbers over and over again in different sequences. My guess is it will be a date or a combination that means something to Stark…”

“Why didn’t you just get tech to crack it?” Steve asked.

“Because whatever is on there concerns Katie.” Fury said, “And most likely her brother too, for that matter. They deserve to see it first.” “This is…this is big, Nick.” Steve sighed, and Fury nodded. At that point there was a knock on the door and his secretary poked her head in, telling Fury that his next appointment was here.

“Thanks Eva, we’re done now anyway.” Fury said, standing up. Steve looked at him, before he reached out for the pen drive.

“Trust no one Rogers…” Fury said simply as Steve picked it up of the desk, turning it over in his hands. **** Katie came back from the incident room her mind whirling over something, Bucky could tell by the way she seemed to be biting the inside of her cheek. Clint raised his head from his computer and sighed with frustration as he checked his phone once more.

"Anything on tracking down Rumlow, yet?" she asked him.

"No, he said. It's a dead end on this side. You got something?"

"Not yet..." Katie mused, “But maybe…”

"What's on your mind, Stark?" Clint asked.

"Maybe that’s why Fury’s called Steve in…” she trailed off “I know Steve called Fury yesterday before we went…before we all went home.” she corrected herself and gestured to Bucky to include him in the ‘we’. He smiled and nodded. “Maybe he has some information…” "I'm surprised you don't know where Rumlow is, Stark." Wanda quipped, earning a murderous glare from Katie. “Wasn’t he another one of you various flings?”

Clint and Natasha exchanged a glance before looking at Wanda.

"Wanda" Clint warned.

"Shut up." Natasha added.

Bucky scoffed. All right, now he was pissed. But he decided on not biting at Wanda's taunting and kept watch on Katie instead

"Ignorance is reckless. Shut up your fucking mouth, you don’t know what you're talking about." Katie hissed between gritted teeth.

"What?" Wanda asked surprised and with fake concern.

"We know exactly where he should be. In prison. For robbery. Mind you, he should actually be serving time for..." Clint started to explain was cut off by Natasha.

"Rape."

"And sexual assault." Bucky added angrily.

Clint and Natasha looked at Bucky who nodded slightly confirming what they were suspecting. Steve had told him about Rumlow and Katie.

"Who? I mean, who did he rape and...?" Wanda asked hesitantly.

"Does it matter? Why are you so fucking interested?" Katie asked back visibly angry at this point.

Bucky decided then to handle the question himself, Katie was angry enough as it was and the situation could go south any moment.

"He raped a woman called Sara Klein." he offered

"Who?" Wanda asked again.

"A translator at the German Embassy, she worked for Schmidt" Bucky explained, keeping an eye on Katie who was starting to get fed up with so much curiosity on Wanda's part, he could tell. "And assaulted..."

"Me." Katie said not letting Bucky finish.

There was silence for a minute, everyone could hear the ticking of the clock on the left wall of the main office, until Katie sighed.

"So, we can drop it now?" she asked looking at Wanda, her voice faltering a little.

"Ok. I'm going to grab a coffee from the kitchen." Clint announced. "Want some?" he asked looking at Natasha, who refused it with a shake of her head, her eyes never leaving Wanda.

There was silence for a while, Katie dropping into her chair as she bit her lip, looking down at her keyboard. No one said anything for a while, and eventually Natasha’s eyes flicked back to the pile of paper on her desk, and they all continued with their work. But Bucky had a feeling Wanda wasn't going to let it go, encouraged as she was by her advances, or so she thought on Steve and Katie receiving what she supposed to be love text messages from Storm or Jensen she surely wasn’t going to miss a chance to dig deeper into this, anything to make Katie feel uncomfortable…

And he was right as a few minutes later when Clint returned with his drink, Wanda sighed and leaned back in her chair.

“Sorry, but…didn’t you report it?” she asked, frowning.

"Of course I did." Katie raised her voice, her head not looking up from her computer. "They dropped it.” “Dropped it?” Wanda asked. “Why?”

Katie took a deep breath, but it was Natasha who answered for her. “They said there wasn't enough evidence. It was her word versus his. Same as the rape case, well, until his supposed alibi anyways." Nat explained to Wanda, shrugging at the last part.

"If Cap had gotten his way there wouldn’t have been anything left of him to go to trial anyway.” Clint mused, leaning back in his chair. “When he found out he was apoplectic, kicked the shit out of Rumlow. Both Peralta and I tried to stop him but it took Sergeant Jeffords to pull him off …”

Bucky snorted, remembering how big Jeffords was from the time he met him a few weeks back. It didn’t surprise him in the slightest, he’d seen Steve in a few fights and even before he had bulked out at University he never backed down. Throw Katie into the equation and, well…

"We should have let him break his neck, not just his nose." Clint finished, stirring his coffee.

There was a brief moment of silence everyone pondering Clint's words. Bucky saw Wanda furrow her brow at the mention of Steve beating Rumlow on account of Katie and didn't like the look in her eyes. His attention then turned to Katie and he saw she was shaking. Feeling a spike of protectiveness towards her, he decided he wasn't going to let Wanda exert more pressure on her. Over his dead body. The little bitch was starting to piss him off big time as well, and he was willing to bet Clint and Natasha felt the same way.

"Hey, why don't you take 5?" he said, standing up whilst he searched for some coins in his jeans pocket. "Here. Take this and grab us both some coffee from the machine in the lobby." he added handing her the money which she took nodding and giving Bucky a quick sad smile.

But as she passed Wanda, the assistant snapped again.

"Well, there must not be much evidence if they said it was simply your word against his…"

Katie stopped dead in her tracks and Bucky groaned.

"What are you implying?" Katie hissed turning to look at Wanda, her eyes blazing with rage.

"Oh Oh" Nat warned standing up.

"Serge, do something." Clint demanded at Bucky as he too rose from his seat.

But it was too late.

"I mean... Are you sure you didn't lead him on? Because that's what you do." Wanda delivered the final strike.

"Excuse me?" Katie snarled back. “That’s what I do?”

"Yeah to make Steve jealous. Or try anyway."

"Listen you little bitch..." Katie began to say approaching Wanda but Bucky quickly moved towards her and grabbed hold of her by her arm.

"Hey. Don't" he warned Katie.

"What?" Wanda scoffed, looking up at her "It's true. You parade all your fucking latest conquests around in some pathetic attempt to rile him in the hope that he comes crawling back to you."

At that Katie let out a bark of a laugh and Bucky saw her eyes flash as she shook her head. "I don’t need him to come crawling back, honey.”

Bucky smiled proudly at Katie's comeback and softened the hold on her arm, expecting her to stop there, leaving Wanda as confused as ever over her love life, but then Katie leaned down, placing her palms flat on Wanda’s desk and gave her a smug smile.

“Because he’s already there…”

Bucky inwardly let out a groan. Ok, she said it…way to go, you just outed yourself...

“What?” Wanda’s mouth dropped open and Katie smirked at her, raising an eyebrow.

“You’re late to the party, sweetheart…mind you, you always were a bit slow on the uptake.” Katie snorted and at that point Wanda made a noise in her throat and pushed her chair back, standing up.

Natasha made an attempt to go grab Wanda only to be stopped by Clint's hand on her shoulder.

"Don't. Let her. She deserves what’s coming…" Bucky heard Clint mutter as Wanda stepped towards Katie.

“You’re lying…” Wanda’s face slid into a smirk. “Lying so that I’ll back off because you know he’s interested in me. God, how pathetic!”

"Last weekend, you thought I was with Storm? Well breaking news. I was with Steve." Katie said coldly looking straight into Wanda's eyes letting her words sink in and erase the smirk on the other woman’s face before continuing, a grin of her own crossing her face "Actually, I was more underneath him than with him, then on top of him, then back underneath. And I would continue but I don't think you want to hear the extended version. Because, believe me, it is extended. As. Fuck." she added making a little pause between the last three words.

Wanda looked like she had been slapped and Bucky thought that was it. He could see Wanda’s body language was shifting and he didn’t trust her not to snap and lunge at Katie, so he made a smooth movement of his body to try and place himself in between them, but Katie wasn't done.

"So next time I catch you touching my boyfriend's fucking tie or any other part of him for that matter, I will rip your hand off." she continued her rant against Wanda. “Because he isn’t interested in you. He is mine…”

"When hasn't he been?" Clint mumbled, and Bucky let out a soft groan.

"In fact, if you so much as look at him in a way I don't like, I'll scratch your eyes out too.” Katie said, smiling sweetly at Wanda.

Great… Katie, not only have you just outed your relationship to the poisonous little witch, you threatened her. Twice…

At that, Bucky decided to put an end to it there and then so he moved directly in between the pair of them, turning to look at Katie.

"Ok, that's enough doll face. You made your point clear." Bucky said gently, pushing her out of Wanda's reach.

Katie held her hands up, palms open, and glared at Wanda who took a deep breath, before she turned and stormed out of the office leaving everyone else stood frozen in place. Nobody moved for a good 20 seconds until Natasha turned to look at Clint.

"Nope. I'm not going after her, you go if you wish.” He shook his head “It's not like we didn’t warn her a thousand times" he shrugged. As the two of them began to bitch, Bucky turned back to Katie and saw the realization wash over her face.

“I just…oh shit! Steve’s gonna…” she began to panic, her voice quiet. “"Oh fuck... Bucky…what did I just do?"

“Hey…” Bucky looked at her as she started to hyperventilate slightly "It's all right, doll. Just...breathe…”

"I need....I need to go." she looked at him, her eyes wide, wet with tears “I can’t be here…”

“Want me to come with you?" he asked concerned.

"No. I'm ok... or I will be. I need... I need to think, I guess.” she barely managed to say as she grabbed her purse and jacket from where they had left them, hanging on the back of her chair.

"Ok, but call me if you need anything. You hear me?" he asked and she nodded before leaving the office in a hurry.

"Shit" Bucky cursed as headed for his desk.

“Serge, she ok?” Clint asked, rising from his chair.

“No, not really…” Bucky said, snatching his phone from it, scanning through to Steve's number.

“Well, should one of us go and…”

“No.” Bucky said, shaking his head as he raised the phone to his ear “She won’t be hanging around…just leave her…”

A couple of minutes later Bucky was still, frustratedly, trying to get hold of Steve on the phone but to no avail. He must have still been with Fury. He decided he would try again after a few minutes or leave a message on his voicemail if he still didn't answer. Just as he lifted his head from the phone he saw Natasha taking $20 off Clint.

"Did you bet on them being together?" Bucky asked the pair of detectives.

"Nope." Clint answered and he wasn't lying but Bucky didn't seem to believe him as he tilted his head at him.

"We bet on who would blow cover first." Natasha quipped "I went Stark, coz ... well, coz of her…” she nodded to Wanda’s desk “and he went Cap, because he can't lie for shit."

Natasha then paused watching Bucky.

"Take it you knew." she asked.

Bucky just sighed and nodded, relieved to not having to put up with Clintasha’s scrutiny anymore. Something good had come out of all this mess.

"For fuck sake." Bucky heard Clint groan as he fished another $10 note out of his pocket and handed it to Natasha who was now sporting a smug smile.

"Told ya. Pleasure doing business with you, Francis."

Part 2

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