#vi's so fucking dramatic i'm crying
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Hello! Can I request a caitvi x reader where the reader is really clingy due to some...unforseen event in their past? Sorry if it's a bit too vague😓😓.
BTW I REALLY LOVE YOUR WRITING. ITS AMAZING KEEP IT UPP 💯 👌
Hola hola!! It's not that vague at all! Thank you so much for your kind words! Here's your request, Anon! Also, do you guys mind if I reuse gifs? I try to find different ones each time, but there are only so many LMFAO
Cling Onto the Words You Say | CaitVi x Reader
╰┈➤ PLOT: Every morning it's the same thing: Vi and Caitlyn get ready for work and you cry about them leaving. It's not like they didn't come back. Vi didn't understand your being upset. After a conversation with Caitlyn, Vi realizes she has some maturing to do and an apology to curate.
╰┈➤ WARNINGS: F-Bomb, Hurt/Comfort(?), Comedy, Cheesy Costumes, Dramatic Use Of Rain and Water, No Use of Y/n
⍣ ೋ Enjoy!⍣ ೋ
"You can't go," you plead, tears stinging in your eyes. It was around 5 in the morning. Soft pellets of rain hit and ran down the glass window while the orange haze of the light strained your eyes. This morning was cold, the air nicking your skin and rattling your bones.
Your socks, thick comforter, and heater were doing nothing to keep you warm. Only your partners can keep you warm.
"Muffin," Vi sighed. She tore your hand off her sleeve. It was too early for this. Every morning you cling to her and Caitlyn as if you'll never see them again. She didn't get it. Every morning they'd leave and every night they'd return. It was like you had some sort of separation anxiety.
"We'll be back before you know it," Caitlyn's voice soothed the heartache in your chest. Vi's thick boots sloshed together as she met Caitlyn near the en suite's bathroom. You sat in the middle of the comically large and now empty bed.
"I just-- I don't understand why you have to go so early. Can't you go at a later time?"
Vi closed her eyes to suppress an eye roll and a groan. You warned them before you three started dating that you were clingy, but she never thought it would be this much. It annoyed her how much you thought of the worst. She's proved herself over and over that she'll come back; Caitlyn too, so why can't you ever believe them?
Caitlyn put a patient hand on Vi's shoulder. "You know we can't. We're going to be okay, darling. I'll check in at lunch." She then leaned over to Vi's ear. "Come on," she whispered, "let's go."
The two of them left the room, giving you soft smiles.
The tears that have been threatening to fall finally do. The hot liquid rolls down your cheeks and the strain of the light is no longer.
You're now alone in your room, sitting in the dark while the rain clatters down your windows.
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"I just don't get it," Vi huffed, throwing her hoodie over her head. Caitlyn offered her umbrella, but Vi pushed her hand away. "Every morning it's the same exact thing. The tears, the clinging. It's getting too much for me."
"Vi, now come on. You don't know what they went through."
"Oh, what, and you do?" Vi scoffed. She sharply turned her body towards Caitlyn, blocking the woman from walking. Caitlyn sighed. With the readjusting grip of her umbrella, she vaguely moved her shoulders.
"That's not what I meant."
Vi rolled her eyes. "Wow, okay. What a morning for me, huh, Cupcake? I'm not already annoyed that I have to come in early, but then I have to find out my partners are keeping secrets from me!"
Caitlyn thinks this could've been due to the weather, but she swore she saw Vi's eyes darken in color.
"Vi, let me explain--"
"And it's fucking raining too!" Vi barked. She stormed to the curb to violently kick her foot through the puddle of water. The disturbed water further soaked the concrete underneath the two women. "I fucking hate the rain."
"Violet!" Caitlyn shouted. Another eye roll came from the pinkette. She squared her shoulders to Caitlyn and gestured, saying "Now what?" with her body.
"You need to calm down," Caitlyn's voice calmed down as she eased towards Vi. "It's nothing personal and no one is keeping secrets. You also wouldn't be soaking wet if you got under the umbrella."
"I don't need no umbrella."
"Right. I'll be sure to remember that when you're ill on the couch, claiming you're dying when you have the common cold." Caitlyn motioned to the spot beside her. "Come on."
Vi huffed. "There's no point of me being under the umbrella anyone. I'm soaking wet," the woman complained, yet found herself beside the taller woman.
Caitlyn's face lit up with a warm smile and squinted eyes. "We'll get you fresh clothes back at the office. For now, listen to me with your head, not your heart."
On the walk to work, Caitlyn explained to Vi the reasons behind your clinginess. At first, Caitlyn was hesitant. It wasn't her business to tell, but your lack of storytelling was putting a wedge between you and Vi. Caitlyn didn't want her partners to hate each other. You were meant to love each other and her.
Throughout the work day, Vi spent most of her time processing the information Caitlyn told her and reflected on her actions. God, I'm an asshole.
Honestly, Vi should've known. She went through something similarly traumatic with her parents and even her sister. You would think going through such events would make her more emphatic, but nope. Instead, the past created a hothead with a big head and thick skull.
As Caitlyn promised, she checked in at lunch, but in a different way than she was planning...
"This is ridiculous," Caitlyn pouted at Vi. They were at your shared doorstep dressed in cheesy costumes they found at various stores.
Caitlyn was dressed in a red and shiny halter top with a Barbie pink mini skirt. She had black straps around her shoulders that held up white angel wings. She also wore a headband halo, white garters, white and lacy thigh highs, and finally, oh finally, cheesy ass face paint with hearts and "I love you" plastered all over her face.
Vi grinned. "I think you look hot, Cupcake."
Vi herself was wearing a red tank top, a doctor's coat, and black jeans. She also wore "hipster" glasses. Whatever the hell that meant.
"Of course you do," Caitlyn scoffed. "What is the point of this? We're supposed to be delivering lunch and we have," she stopped to check her watch, "30 minutes until our lunch is over."
"Oh, come on! That's plenty of time!" the pinkette beamed.
Caitlyn sighed, fixing the hold of the basket she was carrying. At least Vi had the smart to pick up lunch before forcing Caitlyn into this ridiculous costume and painting her face with childlike mischief. "What the hell are we supposed to be anyways?"
Vi's grin hasn't left her face once. She was enjoying this so much, the joy she felt overlapped the pain she was feeling in her cheeks. "I'm glad you asked. We're Dr. Love," Vi gestured to herself, "and his Cupid! Tada!" She gestured to Caitlyn who wore a stoneface.
"Who the hell is Dr. Love?!"
"I don't know!" Vi pouted, bringing her shoulders to her ears. "Look, I only had a few minutes to put this together and I really want to make it up to Muffin for being an ass, so, if you won't do this for me, do this for Muffin. Please?"
Vi's gray eyes stared into Caitlyn's blue. Her pupils were large and her bottom lip protruding from her mouth. At work, Vi was distant and closed-off like her mind was somewhere else. She had a permanent frown on her face and this was the first time all day Caitlyn saw joy in her eyes.
With a heavy sigh, Caitlyn pressed the doorbell to the house.
"Yes! Oh, yes, yes!" Vi grabbed Caitlyn's face, careful to mind the paint, and pressed a big kiss to her cheek. "I owe you one."
Caitlyn shrugged with a bashful smile, her cheeks matching the color of her top. "Oh, well..."
The dark wood door creaked open, revealing your frame. You didn't look much better from this morning, but at least you were dressed. "Hello--?" you blink at Caitlyn and Vi. Vi grinned proudly, holding her hands in front of her while Caitlyn shyly smiled.
"We brought you lunch," Caitlyn said.
With your eyes shifting between the two of them, your heart couldn't help but skip a few beats at the gesture. You had no clue what the hell they were dressed as, but the colors hinted towards something with love. "Okay," you said dragging out the word. You stepped aside and invited Vi and Cait into their own home.
"Why the getup?" You finally ask them once they settle themselves on the couch. Caitlyn was peacefully sitting with her legs crossed at the ankle. With her perfect posture and angel wings, she looked something short of ethereal. With her outfit, however, she looked like a drunken college student on Halloween night.
"I wanted to do something special for you," Vi explained. She was setting up the arrangement of your favorite treats and lunch foods on the coffee table. She was comfortable sitting on the floor while she did this. "Especially after this morning."
"Oh," you pursed your lips to the side. You sat on the opposite side of Caitlyn. "That? I don't even remember," you say as if you didn't cry for 2 hours after they left.
"Yeah, you do," Vi and Caitlyn said in unison.
You shrugged. "Who's to say?"
With a soft chuckle, Vi turned herself around to look you in the eye. "Muffin," she took ahold of your hands. "I love you. I love you more than I can put into words. Never, ever, in my life, will I abandon you. Never will I say one thing yet mean the other. Never will I say one thing and do another.
"You," she pulled herself off the floor. She situated herself between you and Caitlyn. "are my life," she continued. She turned to place a hand on Caitlyn's knee. "You both are."
Just like this morning, tears stung your eyes. Your heart ached and wept, yet unlike this morning, for a happy reason. Someone took the time to understand you, to get you, and to apologize for what they've done to you.
You don't know how Vi came to this realization, but you're thankful to any force that helped her along the way.
"I love you," Vi said, her eyes on you again "and I'm sorry."
A sob broke past your chest as you threw yourself onto Vi. You wrapped your arms around her shoulders, sobbing into the nape of her neck.
"Oh, hey now," Vi whispered, wrapping her arms around you. Her heavy and comforting hand rubbed your back. She closed her eyes, taking in your scent and feeling you sob and break down against her chest. "It's okay. It's alright."
Caitlyn frowned at the sight though her heart was smiling. You were allowing yourself to be vulnerable with them, something she knew was hard for you given your past with your family. You trusted them. Finally, your heart knew you were safe with them.
Caitlyn reached to wipe away any tears she could see.
Snotty and emotional, you pulled yourself off of Vi. "I forgive you. Th-Thank you for apologizing to me."
"Hey, don't thank me for the bare minimum. I upset you and apologizing should naturally be the next step. I don't want to lose you, Muff." Vi held your face between her hands.
Her eyes danced around your face, taking in your features as her heart broke to see tears. She kissed them away, licking off the saltiness left on her lips. "Now, tell me," she whispered, a smirk showing on her lips. "How hot does Cupcake look right now?"
"Hm?" you peered from behind Vi. There, you see Caitlyn with her legs still crossed at the ankle. Her posture was still perfect, her wings and halo standing tall, and you didn't notice it before, but her top had a heart-shaped boob window. You snickered. "Very," you whispered back to Vi.
Seeing your lips move but not hearing you, Caitlyn raised a brow. "Hey," she pouted. "What are you talking about? Why is Vi laughing? What's so funny?"
"Nothing, Cupcake!" Vi laughed. "Let's just eat lunch, okay?"
Caitlyn pouted but complied nonetheless. They're running out of time to be with you anyway and she's hungry. She grabbed a tea sandwich and nibbled on it.
Vi grinned at you. "We good?"
"We're great."
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i'm watching scream vi today, i'm super excited !!!!
i'm making my predictions here, so that once i've seen the movie i can laugh at my clown self:
gale is dying. it's mandatory, now that neve is not here and dewey died on the last one. also the things they did with courtney on social media with the scream instagram aacount.
i want stu to be ghostface SO BAD, and if they disappoint me again, i will become ghostface myself.
IM SO EXCITED FOR THE WOMEN !!! they're are all so pretty and talented and i love women <3
they're gonna kill one of the twins, and if it's the girl, that's gonna be homophobic as fuck (but there was too much hints to killing her in the trailer so my bets are on my lovely chad)
IF THEY KILL TARA I WILL KILL SOMEONE.
ghostface is not gonna be a pair again (and i'm manifesting this because goddamn am i tired of psychos in love. except for billy and stu, those can stay), that was seen to much. it's either gonna be only one, or a LOT of them like scream 3's original script.
i want this scream vi to have more chase scenes. hopefully, they've listened to the fans and took this into consideration, because the first two movies chase scenes were GOLD.
it would be cool if they killed sam. i don't think they're gonna do it, because she's the final girl, but it would be an awesome twist, and very angsty (my hearts likey likey).
BILLY AGAIN!! RIGHT? RIGHT??? skeet was on the premiere (but so were dylan and sonia, and their characters are dead). I WANT BILLY AGAIN !!
i'm so excited for jenna ortega (yes, this is a jenna ortega fan account.) AND ALSO KIRBY!!!! (they're killing her. i'm gonna cry)
i also think it's gonna have that lovely psychology fear that scream's first movies had. dramatic af, too. and i'd love a clumsy ghostface again.
that's it, byeee
#scream vi#scream 6#sam weaving you're the love of my life#jenna ortega#tara carpenter#billy loomis#stu macher#scream#scream franchise#scream 2023#predictions#ghostface#lu rambling
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IT'S HERE!!! @vidramon 's Building Journey sticker set finally came in! (It didn't take long, i'm just dramatic and have been waiting to hold these for like. EVER😍) Vi, you really did look at the tragic lack of DQB2 merch and say to yourself "I'm gonna be the change I want to see in the world", I am seriously in awe over how much you drew to make this set come to life, and as a longtime dragon quest fan, I can't thank you enough for making some good fucking dragon quest builders merch🙏 I'm never gonna be able to use all of these (in part because there's so many omfg but also bc i might not be able to make myself part with some of these beauties. Seriously, the massive monster Malroth sticker is AMAZING alfhdjsksk)
ALSO not to get too excited on my own behalf while gushing about your sticker set...but MY BOY IS A STICKER!!
LOOK AT HIM! I'm crying😭 Thank you for immortalizing him as a sticker, i love him so much❤️ Not to get too mushy, but Vi you really personify the spirit of creation. I can't even imagine getting an idea so big and intimidating in my mind and actually going through with it! You poured so much time and love into these; you really are a true builder🥰 Thank you for working so hard on these and giving us Builders fans some amazing stickers to treasure:)
#vi🌟#i refuse to be normal about these stickers#they own my heart and soul now#dragon quest builders 2#dqb2
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J Watches Arcane: Ep. 6, Random Thoughts/Play-By-Play
Aight, back into the fray we go. I'm under the impression that this episode either includes the Vi/Jinx reunion, or at least has the scene where Jinx lights the flare, so I might not be able to appreciate the animation through all of my tears.
Per usual, a quick disclaimer: These are just things I think about/notice while I watch (including "asdfhjkl I'm gay" and dumb jokes), and aren't intended to be taken as full on commentary. Taking notes like this helps me process parts of the show, and also makes it easier for me to deal with the sad parts by spreading it out (without requiring me to take a full-on break).
Anyway, under read-more for length
(0:00) I am not ready for this. Why did I think watching this without being sleep deprived was a good idea?... Oh, right, because I want to read my friends' fanfics without worrying about spoilers
(0:22) that water is not kid friendly. or life friendly. might not even be water friendly, if we're being honest
(0:52. "Sky?") WAIT. THAT'S BABY SKY?... I didn't realize that Sky and Viktor met when they were kids. also just saying I did get spoiled on what happens to her and I am SO mad, especially because I managed to go MONTHS without any Arcane spoilers, only to get hit with several MAJOR ones right when I got back around to watching the show.
(1:34) bby me would have loved being friends with any of the Arcane cast (well. almost any of them). I woulda loved watching Viktor or Powder or Ekko tinker with things, even though I wouldn't really understand any of it. I loved to take things apart, too, to see how they worked inside. I can imagine taking scrap apart, then eagerly giving the pieces to the other munchkins, to see what they could end up doing with them, you know?...
(2:03) The subtitles here say "monster grumbles", and I would just like to say that Squishy here (the temporary name I have given them) is not a monster. They're a good squishy baby
(3:00~, "she's dying") SQUISHY NOOOOOOOO. okay, I mean, I am under the impression that Singed (do we know what his real name is?) does manage to keep Rio alive, though I guess I technically don't know how long that lasts. BUT SQUISHY NOOOOOOOO. Also, Viktor is such a good lad and I am preemptively crying about the future angst
(6:01) Ah, nice! I had heard a few mentions of Mel doing art, but not enough to know whether it was canon or just a popular HC (considering my time in the RE8 fandom, I know how easily the lines can be blurred). Also. Just. Thinking. 'bout how Mel herself is a work of art and asdfghjkkll;;; you get it
(6:17, "duty calls") there is going to be a major ouch incoming in 3, 2, 1... or at least I assume that Jayce will mention Viktor's health. But I kind of wonder how Mel could possibly be out of the loop? Unless Jayce left her room before he found out about Viktor. I had kind of assumed that someone came in to tell them, but I suppose that wouldn't really make sense, given that we see the moment Mel wakes up alone. Maybe someone knocked on the door, and Jayce woke up but Mel didn't, and he didn't wake her up before leaving? Idk
(8:54) giving people heart attacks really is Jinx's favorite pastime, isn't it? poor thieram Chuck
(9:53) Did they not have time to even do a basic wrap for Vi's wound? My poor blorbos :( I am not ready for this episode, and I am using ever chance to procrastinate
(10:25) hey Vi? hey babe? sweety-darling? what the fuck?
(10:54) like father, like daughter, dramatic chair spins for everybody
(11:06) THE FUCKING WAVE OH MY GOD. This is why Jinx is the best. Also everything else about her. Well. Almost everything. Let's be real, tho, I clearly have zero standards and a thing for women with no morals, stemming from the unfortunate idea that's ingrained in my brain, that my mistakes have made me inherently unlovable. But hey, this ain't therapy time! It's procrastination time!
(11:54) first off. girls with knives are pretty, so jot that down. second of all... knowing the vague direction that Jinx + Vi's relationship goes (as in the basics of what kinda destroys their already-crushed fragments of family), I have to wonder... would things have turned out differently if Sevika didn't say this? If Sevika didn't plant that first seed of "Vi replaced you with Caitlyn"? Somebody with trauma like Jinx's, with her sensitivity, is probably pretty susceptible to this kind of manipulation. I'm not saying that she wouldn't have reached the same conclusion eventually, but I just wonder if this single moment is what tips the scales in that direction
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(12:00~) hey sevika. bby I love you, but, like, hey fuck you. fuck you. not in a sexy way. fuck you for that one. I mean, okay, is it incredibly impressive that you're willing to say that sort of shit to someone with a knife... while you are tied up... and also you have literally just reminded yourself that she blows things up... like... okay, I get it, ya got ovaries of titanium and all that shite, but maybe tone it the fuck down, yeah?
(13:00) "this is the nightmare scenario, magnus Silco" so, apparently Jinx gets that whole "loves to give people heart attacks" from her dad, yeah? anyway, does Arcane just have, like, a shit ton of characters with R names? here's lil Ren, I think I heard one of Silco's goons is Ran, I've seen posts mention a Renata, and obviously it doesn't count but then there's my oc, who I suddenly wonder if I should have given a different name, lmao
(13:27, "she was about your age") that is factually incorrect, sir. is your eyesight that bad, sir? are you aware that your coat makes you look 10x cooler, sir?
(14:25) gay. gay gay gay, gay. what's that? gay. gaaaayyyy. also, isn't this Ran? I feel like this is the one that I've seen referred to as Ran. where do y'all get these names from? what context am I missing??? I know I've seen people mention storyboard stuff, but I've literally never seen any of the storyboards. Where did y'all get them?
(14:38) for a split second I thought Silco was just going to, ya know, fucking knock over the house of cards just to be a dick. it would have been so funny oh my god. like obviously he still makes it fall down, but I thought he was just going to literally push it over, or maybe even kick it. anyway he's a dick. I feel so bad for ren right now. and also all the time because her dad is marcus
(15:26) let me just jot this scene down as things to consider when I eventually make a post detailing my very bad, very fake, absolute crack theory that I will not define here.
(17:40, "I suppose topside is to blame for all your misfortunes") that's it! that's the whole show! Piltover is fucked! The very foundation is infected, and it corrupts everything it touches! Even the topsiders who want to do good, who want to make the right choices (like Jayce, like Caitlyn) are limited by the very city they are trying to help! People cannot make the right choice if the right choice was never an option to begin with!!!
(18:25) Real quick props to the animation team. Every scene progresses Viktor's illness, and it is heartbreaking. But it really shows the pressure he's under, really enforces the fact that he's working against the clock. Anyway, time for me to cry
(20:10, "I'm a friend") OH MY GOD. I KNEW I RECOGNIZED THAT VOICE. time to cry
(21:41) First off, how the fuck you wearing heels? Second of all, gay. Love you, you're gay for Vi, have a nice day, I am having feelings and am trying to ignore them
(25:27) We're just having a fucking blast making me feel things, aren't we? Huh? HUH? WE'RE JUST GONNA MAKE J FEEL THINGS TODAY, IS THAT RIGHT???
(25:30) you know that Mel has played everyone on this council. you know that she has manipulated them, expertly, time and time again. and you have to wonder... if she hadn't been the first to raise her hand, would the others ever make that move? or are they the reverb to her performance?
(29:06) Sometimes you have to kill your past to save your future, yeah? Jinx drowned Powder to try and wipe that slate clean. Vi sends her old home tumbling to the ground to stop Silco, to survive another moment. But is it enough?
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(29:39) SOBBING CRYING SCREAMING DYING. THERE IS NOTHING BEYOND THE ACHE I FEEL RIGHT NOW- IT IS AS IF I WAS BORN IN THIS MOMENT, MADE TO EXIST ONLY TO WEEP WHEN THESE WALLS COME TUMBLING DOWN, WATCHING THE MOST BEAUTIFUL THING I HAVE EVER SEEN, FILLED WITH THE INATE KNOWLEDGE THAT IT CANNOT LAST
(33:45) hold up. hold up. wait a second. jinx's nails are blue and pink. blue and pink, pink and blue. is this. this is intentional, isn't it?... I know they've been those colors since the start of act 2. I just. I just finally got it. crying a little. maybe a lot. I wish this could have a happy ending. I wish that I could help. sometimes you see somebody hurt, and the worst part is knowing that there's nothing you can do. and maybe you're judging me, now, for saying that and crying while watching a tv show.
but maybe this ache is a little too familiar for comfort.
(34:45) don't do this to me. please. let me have this moment, for as long as it can last. please.
(35:58) ekko can you please not fuck this up. I know it was already fucked. I know that this wasn't going to end any other way. but I want to pretend for a little while longer, okay?
this is the first time Vi has ever seen Jinx fight. she's seen her use the toy gun at the arcade, seen her tinker and use traps, but this? this is everything she never wanted Jinx to be
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Could I request a female reader x vi where after the building blew up and the reader join Silco with powder/jinx.
that's such an interesting scenario, thank you for the request || fem!reader
Vi's s.o joined Silco
vi was dead
you knew it
she never would've left powder
you hoped she never would've left you either
so when you woke up at this weird and dramatic man's lair, who said he was going to take care of you now
what else could you have done?
many times you thought about running away, but you couldn't leave powder
the girl had imprinted on silco like only a desperate kid could
and she was all you had left. vi was dead. and vander and mylo and clogger.
you couldnt risk bringing attention to little man so you let him go and prayed he was okay wherever he was
and you stayed
and you put up with everything. the shimmer, the killings, jinx
to a certain extent you were grateful to silco for not killing you when he could have had
being under his wing made you stronger, made you a fighter, a survivor
and then she came back
seeing vi again was like hitting your head too hard
for a moment you thought maybe you had finally broken and began hallucinating
and then you felt strong arms surround you in the world's tightest hug and all you could see was pink
and it was just like when you were just kids stealing hidden kisses behind the counter at the last drop
your brain kicked in and you clung to her
"fuck, fuck, fuck. vi? vi?!"
"it's me, sweetheart" and she apologized over and over again
you could feel tears falling down your face and you knew from your wet neck that she was also crying
"holy shit"
she laughed and let you go so she could cradle your face between her hands, foreheads touching
"what the hell happened?" you whispered "I though you were dead, vi, i–"
she interrupted you with a kiss
"fuck, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, love. the enforcers got to me, they threw me in stillwater"
you kissed her again, anger flaring up in your chest
it's always piltover
"we need to get out of here" you said "we can't let silco know you're back"
"he has powder doesn't he? what happened to you?"
"we... it's a long story. I promise to tell you everything later."
you could see vi wasnt happy with this but there wasnt really much else she could do. she was never patient
but she was back
she was back
and that's all that mattered
you could deal with anything else if it meant having her again
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Green Thumb
Part 18
Request: Yes or No
Also kind of short
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You stared out at the river, fingers warm from the heat of the mug in your hands. You felt tired, empty, and disappointed. The roof was a nice place to sit and think. Your gaze dropped down to the ground below.
"I don't believe this is the safest way to test your abilities, (Y/N). Especially since Sam doesn't have on his wings." Vision said in concern, watching Sam hype himself up. You shook your head, laughing.
"It's definitely not safe." You grinned, watching Sam. He looked down from his spot on the roof, shaking off nerves.
"Run the idea by me again." Vision said as Wanda chuckled softly.
"Alright, Sam is gonna jump off the roof and I'm gonna use my powers to keep up in the air. If they don't work, Wanda will catch him."
"You're gonna allow this, Wanda?" Vision looked at the redhead. Wanda shrugged, sipping on her tea with a small smile.
"Ready?" Sam called, sliding down his googles. You nodded, backing up a bit, grinning widely. Sam backed up out of sight before running off the roof. You raised your hand, watching him suddenly fly up. He screamed, arms and legs flailing.
"You might gonna to catch him, Vis!" You called as Sam briefly disappeared past a cloud. Vision flew up, catching Sam and flying back to the ground. Sam raised a hand to his chest, feeling his heartbeat as he panted.
"Again?"
"Again."
"Kind of chilly out here, don't you think?" You turned your head, looking at Tony. He took a seat beside you, sighing.
"So, how'd it go?" Tony asked, turning to look at you. You licked your lips, lightly shrugging as you sipped on your hot chocolate.
"Good. I learned a lot about my family. It was confirmed that, uh, I was indeed abandoned by my mother. It's great." You told him, giving a small nod. Tony hummed.
"It builds character." Tony said. You snorted, looking down at the hot chocolate.
"Yeah, I guess so." You muttered.
"What'd you learn?" Tony asked, watching you. You sighed, head tilting up. You stared at the passing clouds.
"That my dad was killed here... By.. The Winter Soldier." You breathed out. Tony stayed silent, frowning as he nodded.
"I.. I can't blame him. He was brainwashed and not in control. How did you react when you found out about Bucky and your parents?" You asked, looking at him. Tony licked his lips, looking away from you. He seemed to think about his words, eyes squinting slightly.
"I.. I was more hurt by Rogers than by what Barnes did. Rogers kept it from me and he never planned on telling me. Even if we didn't consider each other friends.. We were teammates. How was I supposed to be okay with trusting him with my life when he was never gonna tell me about my parents?" Tony frowned, sighing heavily. You bit your bottom lip.
"I'm sorry Steve betrayed you like that." You said softly. You wouldn't want to work with someone who betrayed you either. You took in a small breath, looking at him curiously.
"Do you think Steve knows? About my dad?"
"Unless Barnes saw some similarities between you and your dad, probably not. Your dad covered his tracks. He made sure he wouldn't be connected to his family. Very smart of him." Tony offered a small smile. You reached into your back pocket, taking out a photo. It was of the whole family. Your grandparents, Florine, Michael, and even Gerdie as a pup. You turned it around to the back, looking at the phone number.
'Call when you need me, kid'
"People really need to stop calling me kid." You mumbled, huffing softly. Tony chuckled.
"You look like one."
"Oh, fuck off, old man." You gave Tony a playful glare. He scoffed, touching his chest dramatically.
"Are you really gonna retire? I mean, at this point, you're asking to be called an old man." You pointed out, grinning when Tony rolled his eyes.
"Pepper and Morgan need me. I don't want to be an absent father. I know how it feels to have one and.. I don't want to be like my father. I won't make the same mistakes."
"You'll make new mistakes." You shrugged lightly. Tony shot you a look. "But I'm sure you're a great father!"
"Right." Tony grunted, shaking his head. You chuckled softly, placing your cup beside you. You inhaled softly.
"When I was drunk.. I vividly remembering saying that you suck before passing out. What happened?"
"Oh, you were a goddamn mess. Definitely an emotional drunk." Tony replied, making you groan softly, cheeks flushing from embarrassment.
"You said I was a lucky bastard and you cried.. You also kissed me." Tony looked at you, gaze searching for a reaction. Your lips parted, brows raising.
"Oh."
"Yeah."
"Uhm.." You licked your lips, straightening up and clearing your throat. You stayed silent, thinking of what to say in response.
"Pepper doesn't have to know. It was a drunk kiss that nobody really saw, right? I mean, I already have enough on my plate. I don't need an angry wife on top of that." You blurted out, shrugging lightly. Tony cleared his throat, nodding.
"Yeah, of course. It barely lasted a second." Tony looked forward, scratching the side of his neck. Awkward silence took over, both you and Tony unsure on how to proceed without making things even more weird.
"How are you?" Tony suddenly asked, turning towards you. "Like, in general."
"Terrible."
"Yeah, I feel that. Wanna... Wanna talk about it?" Tony asked. You stared at him, brows furrowing.
"Are you practicing on me for when Morgan needs a talk with you?" You questioned, head tilting slightly. Tony shrugged.
"Yes and no."
"That's nice." You huffed softly, gaze drifting towards the setting sun. You watched him, shoulders slumping.
"I feel.. Incredibly alone. Yeah, Nat is here but I can't rely on her. She has her own issues to deal with. Bruce... Bruce is god fucking knows where and if I tried talking to him, he'd probably just stand there. Clint is also god fucking knows where. Thor fucked off the moment they came back from killing Thanos. The outerspace crew is kind of weird. Steve is... Steve. He'd just give me a speech and a pat on the shoulder. Carol barely comes to Earth and she's also pretty intimidating." You licked your lips, shaking your head as you brought your knees up to your chest.
"The people I used to talk to have either.. Died or chosen to leave. I have to take care of a big ass fucking farmhouse cause its goddamn owner left! My life is slowly falling apart and I have to comfort myself cause nobody seems to care enough! I am so fucking tired of feeling tired. I thought I had found a family but I guess I'm not good enough for those." You raised your voice, feeling the wind get harsh for a quick minute. You let out a deep breath, eyes shutting to keep the tears from falling. You felt an arm wrap around your shoulders, gently leaning you against a warm body. You sniffle, a shakey sigh leaving you.
"And I am so tired of crying." You whispered. Tony gently leaned his head against yours, hand squeezing your arm.
"I know.. I'm sorry." He said quietly. You relaxed against him, feeling numb and empty. You looked down at the photo. You wondered if this was the life Michael had wanted for you. To be a hero to a planet missing fifty percent of its inhabitants.
"You know what might make you feel better?" Tony asked.
"What?" You sat up, using the sleeve of your jacket to wipe your nose as you sniffled. Tony stood, motioning for you to follow. He offered his hand, watching you pick up the mug. You took his hand, holding it as Tony led you off the roof and down the stairs. You placed the mug on the nearest table, letting him guide you outside and onto the field. You stood in the middle, looking at him with furrowed brows.
"Letting it out." He finally answered, letting go of your hand and taking some steps back. He raised his arms.
"Let it out. Scream, kick, punch, curse. Let it all out." Tony said, smiling widely. You sniffled, still unsure.
"C'mon, I'll do it with you. On a count of three, okay? One... Two... Three!" You inhaled with Tony, eyes shutting as you screamed as loud as you could. You heard Tony chuckle in amazement, opening your eyes. You noticed he had been knocked down onto the grass, the trees nearby having been bent back by the wind. The grass around your feet were burned and gray clouds had formed in the sky. You noticed Tony looking up at something behind you so you turned, blinking and slowly looking up at the large ice spikes that almost reached the clouds.
"Holy shit." You whispered, taking a step back.
"You're still on the tip of the iceberg with your powers, Elsa." Tony said, getting up as it began to thunder. You felt some weight off your chest, turning to face you.
"You know.. That actually did help." You chuckled, smiling gently.
"Well, I am a genius." Tony replied, digging into his pocket and pulling out car keys.
"I should get going. Pepper's cooking dinner and I don't want to miss it." Tony said. You nodded, walking with him towards the road. A sports car drove out of the garage, stopping infront of Tony.
"All my things have already been sent home." Tony said, looking at you. You hummed, nodding.
"You can be an asshole sometimes but.. You'll be missed." You told him softly. Tony gave a genuine soft smile.
"You should visit, kid. You might like my new place." Tony said, opening the door and getting in.
"Give me a call and I'll visit when I can." You said, watching him buckle up. Tony nodded, sliding on sunglasses.
"I'll be seeing you."
"Not really looking forward to it." You replied, hearing a small snort before the car drove off. You watched it go, sighing softly. You looked over at the spikes, licking your lips.
"What more can I do?"
~
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damie vibecca exes au pt 9
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obsetress: ready ok ot4 hc incoming
em: ot4! ot4! ot4
obsetress: after dani breaks up with her viola cuts all her hair off n it's the first impulsive thing she's ever allowed herself to do in her whole life (which should also tell you exactly how fucked up she was by it) n so then we have
obsetress: short curly hair viola
em: what is wrong with you
em: oh i love a dramatic haircut as a motif
obsetress: by the time she and rebecca start hooking up it's grown into a long bob and she keeps that for a while tbh because like
obsetress: viola has impulses all the time but she either: suppresses them, or thinks about them and then does them to the point where they can no longer be considered impulsive
obsetress: vs um
obsetress: dani has impulses all the time and used to suppress them but then fully leaned into
obsetress: charging headfirst into whatever the fuck (vp speech ref sheds a tear)
em: OTP: dont you wanna go apeshitt
obsetress: and thinking about how people change u and rub off on u for the better even after they leave
obsetress: viola: wants to go apeshitt
obsetress: viola: thinks about going apeshitt, thinks about all the ways it would benefit her, thinks about how she would enjoy it even if it did not in any way benefit her
obsetress: viola: yes ok don't you wanna go apeshitt
em: no but i am i am thinking abt like. dani and viola as both sort of? dragged into being housewives and homemakers because Women n viola didn’t really have the power to change her situation (even if she got isabel out of it!) and dani actually managed to call it off
obsetress: YEAH
obsetress: grits teeth
obsetress: once again crying over very intentional very deliberate danvi parallels that no one else wants to talk about and i think even in this au right
obsetress: viola is socialized in such a specific space that this can very much still be true
obsetress: and i think like part of what draws her to dani is exactly that––that dani had the freedom to do that much sooner––but also she resents dani for exactly that too
obsetress: even when they're together, and that's the possession piece too
obsetress: i think a part of her thinks if she can't do it for herself she can have it for herself and that's close enough
obsetress: like she v much covets dani
em: ah the unique way that lesbians fuck each other up bc of living in a homophobic and misogynistic society
em:i mean who doesn’t covet danis ass
obsetress: literally and metaphorically
obsetress: and part of dani definitely knows that but part of dani (at least until she doesn't) likes it
obsetress: (also this is kinda what i was getting at w my insane lil pwp alfjadslf but i think it tracks here too)
obsetress: because she's like "well this is what it's supposed to be but it didn't work with eddie because i don't like men but now i'm with a woman and this is how it's supposed to be"
obsetress: "and i like being wanted it's nice to be wanted by someone i want for once"
obsetress: but yeah thinking a lot about the danvi dynamic once again
obsetress: viola short curly hair to viola long bob
obsetress: YEAH I JSUT
obsetress: WENT TO HER INSTA TO FIND
obsetress: AND THEN GOT
obsetress: SO DISTRACTD
[em note: edited out a 30 minute tangent going through pictures from kates instagram]
obsetress: so anyway the whole point of this. long bob viola
obsetress: rebecca loves long bob viola she rly loves um. sitting on her lap and running her fingers back through her hair
obsetress: when she and dani see each other again for the first time dani's all "oh. you cut your... hair" and vi's like "i did" and dani's like "it, um. looks... it looks... good?"
em: i think it’s nice when viola does something for herself :)
obsetress: it's nice :)
obsetress: i'm happy for her :)
obsetress: wish she didn't have to look so much hotter though :)
obsetress: don't make that face, babe, it's fine :)
obsetress: you know i love you :)
em: WAIT
em: dani had a fucking moment. she’s like
obsetress: oh dani likes her girls w curly hair huh
em: counting on her fingers. how many ppl has she dated w
em: YEAH
obsetress: YEAHDLKFJSLDFDFJSLDFj
em: CURLY BROWN HAIR
obsetress: OH MGOD EDDIE TOO
obsetress: NOT JUST GIRLS
obsetress: aw baby has a type
em: so actually it is DANI who ends up w the strongest routine
em: just short bob hair viola sitting next to jamie and dani has a fuckjng. out of body experience. perceives herself a little too hard
obsetress: she's just. staring
obsetress: mouth def hanging open
obsetress: then someone's like "dani? dani?" and she's blinking like five times in a row and sitting up straight
obsetress: but she does def have that moment at brunch
em: jamie doesn’t twig it
em: violas like. violas got a keen eye for anyone ‘copying’ her style. raises one devastating eyebrow
obsetress: dani and vi devastating eyebrow partners n crime
obsetress: later that night, in bed: jamie?
jamie: wot?
dani: do i have a type?
obsetress: jamie immediately wants to jump to no because how could she have anything in common w––
obsetress: oh. oh
em: jamie’s lil wispy premature greys set her apart
em: ‘jamie HATES it when she has things in common w viola’ is my favourite bit sjddkhd
obsetress: jamie "not sure how viola has no greys n she's how much older than me again" taylor
em: dani realises she actually has. no idea how old viola is
em: barely even knows a birthday
em: maybe viola even has like. a decoy birthday
em: queen of being mysterious for the drama of it all
obsetress: "she's just too stubborn to grey is all" "i'm stubborn!" "mm" "wossat supposed to mean" "you're..." "i'm what" "you like to... pretend? you're stubborn" "pretend i'm–– i am!" "jamie, i asked you to repark the car because i didn't want to get out of bed and it's street cleaning day and you immediately jumped up to do it even though you can barely parallel park"
em: WHIPPED
obsetress: jamie's quiet for a long time then, softly: "can parallel park just fine"
obsetress: "mm"
obsetress: whipped as hell
obsetress: this led me to everyone making dani or viola parallel park all the time when they go anywhere
obsetress: hc dani is a Very Good driver. idk why but it tickles me
em: i think um. dani is v independent and wants to be able to do things herself
em: and i think she probably got her license before eddie, but as soon as eddie got his....
obsetress: and dani's better than him n got a better score than him, and yet
em: and yet!
em: they swap out being deso driver if they’re gonna be drinking. or jsut call a taxi lmao
em: i’m so endeared by Extremely Good Driver Dani
em: dani does a reverse park without thinking
obsetress: viola loves her martinis n dani is drunk off of half a glass of sangria
obsetress: same!!!!!!!
obsetress: also just like. imagining
obsetress: dani checking all her mirrors
em: no
em: HANNAH
obsetress: and adjusting everything so fastidious
obsetress: OH GOD
obsetress: i didn't––
em: i jumped
em: phew it’s actually cute
obsetress: yeah! dw i'm not sick
em: well
obsetress: she just goes through her whole lil checklist and is so meticulous and precise
em: jamies like ‘we’re the same height’ and danis like ‘well.’
obsetress: oh god the four of them driving to the seaside for a vacation together (lots of content to mine here, will have to put a pin in most of it because i am getting sleepy) but they end up taking the truck much to vi’s chagrin just because it can hold the most
obsetress: (like viola doesn’t have a range rover but listen it needs to be dani n jamie’s car for this to work)
obsetress: and vi and rebecca are sitting in the back and then rebecca’s frowning and blinking and digging a headband out of the seat between them and viola immediately just. knows
obsetress: she’s like “dani?” “mm?” “you and jamie... have cleaned your car recently, right?” (jamie’s chiming in: “i’m right here, vi, you can address me too,” viola pointedly ignores her) “um... maybe a couple months ago? why?” “well,” and vi pokes her disdainfully with the headband, “can you at least tell me you’ve had it cleaned between whenever this got stuck between the seats and rebecca and me sitting here now?”
obsetress: dani just GRINS sheepishly
obsetress: “i could tell you that, but...” “but?” dani mumbles “it would be a lie”
obsetress: anyway dunno why vi’s that upset about having to sit in the backseat where dani n jamie hooked up, like, last week when it’s not like she and rebecca haven’t been inside the two of them respectively but it’s absolutely the kind of contrarian shit she’d choose to be pressed about and it makes me laugh so
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