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kuthuk · 2 years

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AUFIN

AUFIN PROTOCOL: APY remains world's first all-time high 480.419.00%

PRELIMINARY

AUFIN is a blockchain protocol that has been developed to earn profit while you sleep. It is a one of a kind crypto auto staking and compounding protocol. It is designed to help investors make profits over time, while they sleep. AUFIN is a crypto investment ecosystem that is made up of multiple blockchain protocols. The AUFIN token is the center of all AUFIN blockchain protocols. You can learn more about this protocol by visiting the official website by clicking on the link above.

AUFIN is a solid new crypto auto staking and compounding blockchain protocol being developed on the solidity blockchain platform. In this blog we will take a quick look at what the AUFIN protocol is and how it differs from other staking protocols in the crypto space.

AUFIN is a blockchain protocol that enables each of its participants to amass crypto assets through staking and compounding. Our target audience are people who have crypto assets but don't actively trade them and would like to see their value grow over time.

WHY CHOOSE AUFIN DEFI PROTOCOL

AUFIN crypto is the first crypto auto staking and compounding coin. It enables you to compound your coins while they are sitting idle in your wallet. Crypto staking is a mechanism by which users earn interest on their holdings of a cryptocurrency, in return for helping maintain the blockchain and validating transactions.

It is a smart contract based platform to allow users to earn crypto by lending their coins in the AUFIN pool wallet. It is a decentralized, peer-to-peer and completely transparent network that automates the entire crypto lending, staking and compounding process. Users can now earn while they sleep while still in control of their private keys.

AUFIN is a public decentralized blockchain protocol that uses artificial intelligence and blockchain technology to provide crypto investors with innovative financial products – the only one in the world. The company's innovation platform enables crypto-investors to strategically manage their portfolios and earn passive income through auto staking and compounding features, providing benefits such as diversification, asset segregation, and capital growth opportunities.

ALL AUFIN

The Autonomous Uptake Financial Intelligence Network or AUFIN, is a blockchain-based protocol with a built-in smart contract called AufIC. It was developed to enable users to earn passive income by staking and combining their AUFIN coins in AufIC smart contracts. We are on a mission to empower people around the world by building the first sustainable crypto economy that solves real-life problems.

Benefit Token Holder

Aufin focuses on developing DeFi that provides benefits and incentives for Aufin token holders. Here are some of the benefits for $AUN holders:

Okay with Aufin Insurance — 5% of all exchange fees are held in Aufin Insurance which supports and supports tagging awards by maintaining cost solidity and significantly reducing the risk of loss.

Simple and Safe Betting — Aufin tokens generally stay in your wallet so you don't have to bother placing them under the control of outsiders or concentrated forces. You just buy and hold because as a result you get the gift in your own wallet so no more messed up tagging process in any way.

Interest Yield with Automatic Payouts — You really don't want to stress about having to re-stake your tokens. The interest yield is paid naturally and accumulates in your own wallet, promising you will never miss an installment.

APY Still the most important — Aufin paid 480,419.00% at the start of the year rivaling anything in the DeFi field to date. After the first year, borrowing costs drop during the Epoch.

Fast Interest Payouts — The Aufin Protocol pays each Aufin Token holder every 10 minutes or multiple times each day, making it the fastest auto-generating convention in crypto.

Automatic Token Burning — One of the amazing elements of the Aufin Protocol is a programmatic symbolic consumption framework called “Aufin Fireplace” which prevents supplies from going crazy and getting out of hand. Fireplace consumes 2.5% of all Aufin Token market offerings and is forfeited in similar individual exchanges.

AUFIN COIN

The BEP 20 token is created for easy transfer of value between businesses and consumers based on the Binance network.AUFIN (AUTO-MINING FINANCIAL NETWORK) is a blockchain protocol that offers an automatic staking and compounding mechanism, allowing everyone with AUFIN tokens in their wallet to receive rewards every day. We call it - AUTO-STAKING which returns 100% of all transactions to the user as a gift and COMPLICATIONS, which accumulates all interest received to your account.

In the modern world, technology is changing the way we live. Many people use smartphones, computers, and other devices to conduct their business and financial transactions. However, a lot of people still rely on traditional methods to manage their financial lives. As a result, the world of finance is changing. Technology is now being used to help people manage their finances and make better decisions. The AUFIN blockchain protocol is being developed to take advantage of this trend. It aims to improve the way that people manage their wealth. The AUFIN protocol is designed to do this through a series of innovative technologies. The AUFIN protocol has some great advantages over the current financial management options.

$AUN TOKEN $AUN tokens are distributed every ten minutes for the next twelve years as a reward to token owners. Every time you receive an AUN reward, your position in the queue to get paid again is automatically moved up, meaning that even if you occasionally miss a payment, your total earnings will always increase as long as you are tokenized. holder. NO TEAM TOKEN NO ADDITIONAL MINTS NO WITHDRAW GEMS

TRADING COSTS When you trade as an investor, on average you have to pay 16% of the value of your trade in transaction fees (known as “taker fees).” The lower fee structure we have at Aufin gives us the ability to return 480,419.00% annually to our investors' credit accounts.

BUY TRADE FEES Aufin Insurance….5% Aufin Treasury…..2.5% Aufin Fireplace…..2.5% Aufin Auto-Liquidity…..4%

SALES TRADING COSTS Aufin Insurance….5% Aufin Treasury…..4.5% Aufin Fireplaces…..2.5% Aufin Auto-Liquidity……4%

CONCLUSION Aufin Protocol is a protocol that allows users to generate continuous fixed compound interest on their assets. This is done by using Ethereum smart contracts to allow users to store their assets in the #Aufin Wallet, where the protocol will generate interest automatically. The protocol will use the Ethereum blockchain technology to allow users to earn a continuous, fixed compound interest.

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trulythiam · 3 years

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Wednesday Fic Rec 💬

Personal Favourites Edition.

“Stop The World I Wanna Get Off With You”

- here —> <a href="https://archiveofourown.org/works/

Remus works at a primary school. Sirius owns a gym and tries to hide his relationship with Remus from James. James tries to hide his crush on Regulus from everyone. Regulus has something to hide, too. Lily is too smart for these boys. A Wolfstar & Jegulus AU fic!

Personal Note: My absolute fav of them all. It has Jegulus and Wolfstar and the context is so nicely and it’s realistic. It’s a Modern AU, still on going but updating regularly. Y’all should check it out. <3

“Ask Away”

- herw —> <a href="https://archiveofourown.org/works/

Regulus Black always liked to keep things separated, work and life, friends and relationships, his life before walking away from home and his life after. Nothing got mixed up. But then a stranger texts him, a stranger called James. Who makes Sirius puns and asks him about a million questions. And suddenly the whole separate thing doesn’t seem so easy anymore.

Personal Note: Complete. It’s a good nice texting fic and I love the relationship they have. It’s really nice and worth reading. Check it out!

“The Other Black”

- here —> <a href="https://archiveofourown.org/works/

Regulus gets a text from an unknown number who appears to be looking for his brother. Instead, the two of them soon become friends.

Personal Note: Completed. It’s so nice and the plot is amazing. Check it out!

“An Infinite Ocean”

- here —> <a href="https://archiveofourown.org/works/

Remus Lupin knows two things--working and caring for his son, Teddy. When his babysitter sets up crowdfunding so Teddy can go swim with the sea turtles at the local animal rescue, Remus doesn't realise how completely their life is going to change. Especially when he meets Sirius Black, the weekend merman in the aquatic show, and someone who might convince him of love at first sight.

Personal Note: One shot. This one made me so euphoric for days and I keep re-reading it. Wolfstar is so nice presented here. Check it out.

“The Daily Grind: Black Coffee”

- here —> <a href="https://archiveofourown.org/works/

When Orion Black orders his son Sirius to go undercover at one of his cafés, Sirius is not pleased. All he wants is to head off on a tropical holiday far away from his family. Unable to say no, Sirius is forced, for the first time in his life, to work. Flailing, he's certain it's all going to come crashing down until he realises his co-workers are more than just co-workers. They're family. But how will they react when they learn the truth?

Personal Note: One shot. Another Wolfstar that is absolutely amazing. Characters presentation is so nice and I love it. Check it Out.

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larryfanfiction · 2 years

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Darling, so it goes by disgruntledkittenface @disgruntledkittenface

Length: 195k

Harry Styles is a world-famous actor at the height of his career but a personal low point when he meets His Serene Highness Prince Louis of Monaco by chance. He doesn’t think they’ll ever see each other again, but after striking up a correspondence, it turns out they have more in common than he thought. Then they start to fall for each other. Louis is different from anyone Harry has dated before and their relationship moves fast as Harry realizes he’s ready for a change. Soon Harry finds himself adapting to an entirely new life, in a country where he doesn’t know the rules, the customs, even the language. Harry is used to people underestimating him, and he’s more determined than ever to prove them wrong.

He just needs Louis to meet him halfway.

Grace Kelly AU.

Ao3, Chaptered, Completed

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impala1967dwinchester · 3 years

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We found each other- Part 2: Over coffee

*Credit to gif owner*

Pov: Dean

Summary for this chapter: After finally texting Y/n for a few days he decides to have her met him up for coffee. What proceeds between the two of them is more than interesting.

Pairings: Dean Winchester x reader, Reader x Ex!OMC

Chapter Tags: Awkward Conversations, Awkward moments, Awkard Dean, Small talk, Inner thoughts, Dean being flirtatious, Talking about the past, Past relationships brought up, Talk of character death, Mention of Ex's, Reminiscing, Swearing.

A/N- @firefly-graphics for dividers

Word Count: 2.3K

We found each other Master List

Dean Winchester Master list

Main Master list

Dean had been spending the past weeks texting back and forth with Y/n. Since everything was getting worse between Sam and Lucifer. Dean becomes more and more overprotective with his brother. It was all starting to roll into one.

It's snowballing and it's becoming too much for me to handle. What would you do if you knew you were going to lose your brother to a literal comic begin and there's not a way to stop it?

I toggled with the idea for a few days. Do I message her? Do I call her? Do I just show up at her house? No that sounds creepy. The latter of these many choices would just cause her panic.

What am I doing? All of the sudden now I care, well I've always cared but this is taking it overboard. She's been a hunter all of her life. She knows what comes with being one. The always being in a panic, on the run, and in a near-death situation. I can understand why she got out when she could.

> Hey it's me, Dean.

> Dean how are you?

> I've been doing just fine. I heard that you got out.

Oh, this is going odd. This is odd maybe I should go to see her. This is weird. I don't know how to do this. All my swagger and charm is kind of going out the window. I wonder how she looks, I wonder if she still smells like roses and the summertime?

Jesus Dean, get a hold of yourself.

> Yeah, this was just becoming too much. I can't stand so many people dying around me.

>Well I get that.

>Do you want to meet for coffee?

There was a long moment where all I saw was the three dots bouncing at the bottom of my screen. Then they disappeared. "or not," I said out loud, this has to be the most frustrating thing I've done in a long time.

Why would you even want to talk over a text message? You've got no clue if that other person is number one even reading your message, and number two, the stupid three dots are fucking annoying.

And then boom there was Y/n's message. A sound of a ping drawing my attention back to the screen.

> Yeah, we can meet. When do you want to meet? Where? I know this really cute quiet place on broadway street, it may be a bit of a drive, but they've got pie, so knowing you you'll be there before I even wake up. LOL.

Oh no wonder the dots were bouncing at the bottom of my screen, because she was writing a paragraph. Oh pie, I hope they have good coffee.

>Broadway street where?

I asked, it doesn't matter about the drive, just would you know like to know where I'm going.

>Broadway street in Tennessee. I know that probably far from where you are. Sam said that you had a case.

I thought for a moment, if I got on the move now, I could get there to Tennessee by the morning. Sam and her talk... That does.. that t doesn't matter.

>Sure I could be they by say tomorrow morning.

>If that's alright with you Y/n.

What are you doing Dean? You don't need a normal life, after after Sam goes. You can just hunt, work under bobby's help with wrecked and old cars because I'm sorry I don't want to ever be stuck driving a shitty old van again.

>Yeah that sounds like a plan I'll send the direction to the coffee shop later, also a motel from the yellow pages.... Or you could you know just stay with me. I wouldn't mind the company.

She wouldn't mind the company. I'm good company to her. Wow. Again there's that special feeling again. That odd butterflies in my stomach type of feeling.

What is going on?

>okay, see you then.

That was all I could say, I think if I had said anything else I either might have exploded or been embarrassed.

Thank god that hunt was rather quick, easy enough to do on my own. Sam messaged me asking me if I had bothered Y/n about going out for coffee. Dude, get off my back about it, like really.

The drive that night was smooth, I had my music loud. It boomed as I drove down the road. I watched the sunset in whatever state I had been in. I watched the stars start to play against the night sky, and then there was the hot morning sun, the highway becoming crowded by morning traffic.

By the time I had gotten into town, it was busy. I ended up just rolling up to the coffee job since Y/n had messaged me saying that she had gotten there early and even got up a booth instead of those uncomfy tables.

I parked locking the doors. Not really liking to leave my doors unlocked seeing as lots of people just want to take my baby. I walked in to see a bustling coffee shop, but out of all the people in the shop, I could see Y/ns figure.

She was wearing a red summer dress. It was so bold compared to all the identical suits and grays in there. She waved me over, seeing her hair bounce as she moved her shoulders.

"Looking pretty good Dean." She said as I sat down across from in the booth. "I could say the same for you, Y/n," I said smiling. Jeez, this is the first time I'd smiled for a long time. She was making me smile and I'd only been here for a few seconds.

'I just got you your normal, black with sugar coffee.: She said pushing the still-warm cup in my direction. She remembers my coffee order, what am I in right now? A romantic novel, a cheesy rom-com of a movie.

"So how was the drive? I bet the highway was crowded. She said giggling a little. "The traffic was worse the closer I got into town," I said before taking the first long sip of my warm coffee, shit this I good. I must have hummed or let a moan of satisfaction because /n looked up at me and smiled.

"That good Winchester." She said.

"Here's your apple, and cherry pie. ma'am. Have a good day." A young man said before walking away. "You didn't," I said looking at her over the brim of my coffee cup. "I did, it's my treat for you driving out for so long." She said pushing the apple pie in my direction.

Now I'd like to think of myself as the pie expert. "I know that you've had pie from literally everywhere, but I'd like to think that this place has the best pies." She said taking a sip of her coffee.

This is where the awkward moment came in hand. The silence between us was thick, I hadn't seen Y/n in what felt like a decade, but in reality, it had only been five years tops.

Y/n had changed so much, in the best ways I think. Five years ago, she would have been grumpy and pissed that we were just sitting down and having a normal interaction. Y/n I think all those years ago craved the adventure of the hunt, the chase in a way.

Five years ago, Y/n facial features were hard, and sharp from being in the game for so long. It was hard and mostly sharp for the fact that she was constantly trying not to lose people.

This Y/n that sat in front of me. She smiled, no forced happy moments. She laughed like she meant it. She was beautiful, and she knew it. She had changed into a soft, compassionate person. She was the brightest person in this entire coffee shop.

She shined so brightly, she looked healthy, looked like he was finally on the right track. I know according to Sam her partner had been killed during a hunt from what I can remember.

To be honest I wasn't really paying attention when he was talking. Maybe that was because I had all my focus on Y/n, my thoughts sort of clouded by her imagines of her, that peachy, rose-like amora she just had around her.

"So Dean.. How's life been?" Oh, thank the gods that she was also feeling this awkward sensation I was feeling. I pilled the rest of the apple pie into my mouth and fore swallowed before talking.

"Lifes been... hell. I'm gonna be honest with you. Dad died a few years ago. And now there's a bunch of shit I went to hell for Sammy y'know, and now Sam has started the apocalypse and he's going to be by possessed by Lucifer, yeah I know, he goes to hell to save the world." I said catching my breath, not that I had noticed that I had lost it.

Y/n just was fixated on me. As if she had been turned into a wax statue. She soon was broken out of her gaze on me and licked her lips. "So what I've been through doesn't even start to touch what the two of you Winchester boys have been going through." A little confusion rose in me.

What had Y/n been going through? I wonder if it was just as bad as we had been going through. I wanna know now. I wonder if that makes me creepy or nosy in her eyes.

"What's been going on with you?" I questioned, treading light on this conversation for the simple fact that I had no clue what I was getting myself into, and I didn't really want to upset her.

"So, I bet that you heard that I lost my last partner on my last hunt, now yes that was months ago, but what nobody know is..." There was a pregnant pause I could see just a little that she was trying to get a hold of her breathing. Her pampered faced was starting to get redder by the moment. I sat waiting, then spoke.

"Y/n you don't have to explain it to me," I said reaching over the gray booth table and grabbing her hand, clammy but it didn't bother me. She squeezed my hand, I just sat like this waiting again for her to start again.

"My last partner, it was my mom." She squeaked out trying her best to stop the tears. "You know you can cry right?" I asked her she started to sob, a few people looked over at me. I guess they had thought I broke up with her. "And just me say this if anybody right now says anything I promise you they'll get a good one-two to the face."

I had made her laugh because she hiccuped as the sobs started to end. I reached over and wiped a few tears that had unfortunately fallen down her cheeks.

Let me say this Y/n hand was soft in comparison to my callused rough, and dirty hands. What I wasn't ready for was how soft, and plump like her cheek was when I swiped her tears away. She was still holding my hand, still squeezing I could feel my mother's ring digging into my finger, but it wasn't something that I was worried about.

Y/n hiccuped and began to talk again. "then there's of course the douchebag guy I started dating. I felt like a damsel in distress, I thought he was my knight in shining armor. That was a lie though." She said, looking down at our hands clasped together, a saw the smallest of smiles cross her still red face.

"If I didn't know that monsters existed I'd say that dating the douchebag Devin was a monster enough. God, he played so nice, he played like my knight in shining armor. He wasn't a hunter." She stated, giving me only more information, for some reason I very much wanted to find this Devin guy and bash his face into the hot cement ground. I hummed and Y/n continued.

"You know, I thought I was safe, but I wasn't. That man was bad. Bad like..." She looked off at the front door of the coffee shop. The number of people slowly becoming less and less by the minute.

"He was abusive Dean, He took what he wanted, and I thought I deserved it. I thought that I had to live that life. Dean, you know me? Tell me why I would put myself at such a low level like Dean, Please." She was pleading with me to have the answer.

She had just a lot of things out, her mother passing away most likely in front of her, then this Devin guy. How do you have the balls to be abusive to anyone, especially Y/n she's nothing but compassion and love. I don't understand it.

"Y/n sweetheart, You thought something. You sadly got manipulated. You were made to believe that you deserved that sort of treatment. Please I'm telling you this right now. Y/n look at me, please. You deserve the best out of life, especially now." I said moving my thumb gently over her smaller hand.

"Y/n, please tell me you know that?" I asked questioning her. She hummed. She looked down at our hands, again smiling. "I missed talking with you, Dean." She whispered. I picked up my coffee cup and released Y/ns hand, she looked up at me.

"Come on, direct me to your humble abode. I think we should sit down watch a movie." I say reaching my unused hand out for Y/n to grab a hold of my hand. I pulled her up she grabbed her belongings and walked hand in hand with me to my impala.

"Your car over here?" I asked. She shook her head, 'no', "I live about a five-minute walk from here, so my cars at home." She said as I opened the passenger side door. I hummed and walked over getting into the driver's seat.

We Found Each Other Part 3

Completed on: 05/05/2021

Posted on: 05/09/2021

Dean Winchester Taglist: @akshi8278 @deanswaywardgirl @doctorlilo @hit-meup69 @wonderfulworldofwinchester @fofisstilinski

We found each other Taglist: @samsgirl93

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blackbriarsparrow · 3 years

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Excerpt from: Born from Winter Ash (Chapter 2.)

Sakura located the window, her fingers trembling as she reached for the latches and cast a quick glance over her shoulder. She was still alone. Her breath fogged the windowpane as the latches clicked to unlock. She gripped the sill, her nails splintering the frail wood as she heaved the window just an inch –

In a single swift blow, Sakura felt the full weight of her body flatten against the glass. Her cheekbone smacked the pane so hard that the glass fractured beneath her skin. It sounded like ice cracking, the echo loud in her ear. The warrior’s hand was in her hair, firmly holding her skull against the window. His other hand gripped her injured shoulder, thumb digging into the inflamed joint as his body pinned her in place. With an expert twist of his hand, Sakura’s whole body was wrenched back from the window, her skull locked within the deadly strength of his palm.

“How far do you think you would get?” His practiced voice was in her ear. She felt his breath, warm against her neck as he spoke.

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13781683/1/Born-from-Winter-Ash

#kakasaku #sakura and kakashi #naruto fanfiction #aufic #vikings #sakura badass #kakashi badass #kakashi fanfiction #sakura fanfiction

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jamesholden · 4 years

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23. “You left me with no one, sorry doesn’t change that." Jamos

The sounds reach him first. The consistent beeping. Muffled voices. He knows this sound. He knows it intimately. But he can’t place it. The second thing he notices is that he’s uncomfortable. Deeply so. His arm aches. His head too. But he isn’t sure why. Or where he is. But he does, right? He knows this. He blinks his eyes open. It takes a few tries to keep them open, to clear his vision. Even then, he can’t see.

No glasses then. But he doesn’t need them to see where he is. He’s been here before.

He’s in a hospital bed. In a hospital. How did he get here? He’d been pacing, practicing a lecture... and then nothing. Something creaks beside him.

“You awake for real this time?”

Amos.

Holden turns his head, fixes his eyes on the big man in the uncomfortable hospital chair. He’s blurred, but Holden would know him anywhere. He could find him in a crowd without his glasses.

“What happened,” he croaks, coughing as the last syllable ends. Amos is beside him in a heartbeat, a glass and a straw with it. Holden is grateful for the drink, the cool water soothing his dry throat. He’s more grateful for the sharper view of his boyfriend, the proximity a comfort anyone else could barely fathom. A comfort that slowly fades when the look on Amos’ face comes into focus. The tension, the anger there... anyone else might miss it. But not Holden. The comfort morphed into anxiety. “Amos—”

Amos ignores him. “You passed out.” He sets the glass on the little table, beside items Holden can only just identify as a couple of cards, a book, and his missing glasses. “Hit your head on the way down. Doc said a few of your levels were... elevated, lowered. I couldn’t keep it all straight.”

“Amos, I—”

“See, I thought that was strange, given when I asked if you were really okay, you said yes. I told the doc that you had said that, when he asked me. And that didn’t track with what he observed. So you lied.”

Holden swallows. “I’m sorry, I just didn’t want you to worry, and—”

Amos smacks a hand down on the plastic rail of the bed, loud enough to startle Holden, to make his heart rate monitor beep with a little more urgency. But not enough to call any nurse’s attention to the conversation going on in the room.

“You were lying on the floor, white as a sheet, bleeding everywhere. When I saw you... Jesus, Jim. I thought you were dead. That I was too late to get to you.”

Holden almost can’t bring himself to meet Amos’ gaze, but he does. It’s less anger now. It’s concern. Or what concern Amos can show. Holden sees it. That’s enough.

“You could have left me with no one,” Amos states, casual tone still carrying over from everything else he’d said so far, not at all matching the topic, but that’s Amos. “Sorry doesn’t change that, Jim.”

Guilt gnaws at his stomach. He nearly apologizes again. If not for the look on Amos’ face. An almost unreadable mix of worried, angry, scared. Holden swallows again. He did this. Words can’t undo it at all. So he blinks away the itch in his eyes and nods.

“I know. I know.”

Amos’ eyes search his face. It’s a long, tense moment. One in which Holden worries Amos might say more. Might end things. He knows what Amos has been through, how he feels about Holden’s health and any kind of downplaying he makes about it. He should have been honest. Should have been. Amos must see that recognition in him, for he nods too. Smooths a hand over his hair.

“You’re staying here until the docs clear you, understood?”

“Yes.”

Amos pulls away, and Holden feels the loss of his warmth deep in his chest. Until he comes back to slide Holden’s glasses onto his face. Everything comes into focus, but he waits to look at Amos. Too scared to find what he’ll see there.

“When we get home, you rest. Practice from a couch or a bed or something. Not near table corners. And you tell me if you’re having a bad day. Hear me?”

Holden nods. “I do.”

Holden takes a deep breath, looks right at Amos’ face. It’s relaxed, eyes trained on him for any sign of weakness. Not for hunting or hurting, but for helping. For care. With another nod, he leans in to press a kiss to Holden’s head, right near where the pain radiates from.

“I’m sorry,” Holden whispers.

Amos sighs. “I know.”

“I love you.”

A pause. Another sigh, but different. More a laugh. “I know.”

And with that, Amos pulls the chair closer, takes the cards off the table, and settles in to read them to Holden. He’ll accept the well-earned guilt trip. As long as Amos keeps reading to him, talking to him, he’ll take it. It means Amos is there. That’s all Holden wants. The only thing in focus, even in the chaos of the hospital. The only thing he knows.

Hell. If he’s lucky, Amos will let him practice his lecture on him. Maybe. Once they get home.

send me a prompt!

#silver-89 #jamos #expansefic #jamosfic #the expanse #unsure about this but it's got the spirit #aufic #promptfic

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painted-kaleidoscopes · 5 years

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Speeches and Swing

Major Bucky feels! Sorry, this one is so long!

So, we’re pretending the ending of Infinity War never happened. This means that Thanos was defeated and everyone is safe and alive, so Endgame never needed to happen.

Paring- AU Bucky/ Female reader

Warnings- Smoking, language!

Word Count- 1655

The cool wind left patterns of raised bumps on my arms and tickled the back of my throat as I took a deep inhale. It was an unusually cold breeze for July, but it was a welcome chill. The band’s shrill trumpet lofted through the sky, loud enough to be heard from the ground level. I turned around, watching everyone dance to the Glenn Miller song and smiled as I saw Steve emerge from the floor in his Army uniform. He looked around, eyes hoping to find something worthwhile to drag him away. He glanced at me and I saw him relax as he headed for the balcony.

“Hello, Captain. Happy birthday/ retirement” He smiled and tipped his cap.

“I’m glad you could make it Y/N. It’s been too long.” I nodded in agreement and lit a cigarette.

“So, how is it being the only 102-year-old in the workforce?” I mused as I took a deep inhale.

He glanced down and I could tell I hit a nerve. “I’m sorry Steve, I didn’t mean-”

“You didn’t do anything,” he cut me off and held up a hand to stop me, “It’s just... This.” He finally managed to get out. “It just all feels so real, part of me thinks I’m going to look up and see the old me, or Buck with both flesh arms. Every brunette I see I immediately register as Peggy.” His words fell off, ending quite and hopeless. “Tony outdid himself, this is so close to how the 40′s were. It feels too much like home, y’know?”

He looked up at me, searching for understanding and I nodded. “Steve, I can’t really say I know, but I do know how it feels to be constantly reminded of the past."

"Steve!" We both looked up and a tall, brown-haired man waving from inside. "Sam and I are ready to make our toasts!" He shouted over the music.

Steve looked back at me and motioned with his head indoors. He held out his elbow for me. "Ever the gentleman, Steve." I chuckled. We walked over to the famous Bucky Barnes. He turned around when we reached him and we walked in.

"There he is!" Sam smiled and motioned to Steve.

Steve unhooked our arms and leaned down to my ear "I'll catch up with you later." I smiled at him and waved him off, finding a spot near the front of the stage.

The lights dimmed and a spotlight went up, shining on Sam. “Steve...”

I felt eyes on me and I turned around the find the brunet man, Bucky, staring. He gave a smile and took a sip from his flute, not breaking eye contact. I looked him up and down, trying to get a read, but I saw nothing beyond the small scars peeking out from under his old uniform. He was eyeing me just the same, reading me, albeit probably better than I was reading him. Right as I began to move towards him, he started towards me and smirked, realizing we were thinking the same thing. I turned to say hello to him and he brushed passed me and headed for the stage. He kept that same smirk all the way up the small stairs and his eyes landed on me with a wink.

“102, can you imagine what the commandos would have to say about that?” He let out a laugh, but I could tell he didn’t quite mean it as a joke.

“They’d probably tease me about you still being sewed to my hip.” Steve cracked. They both smiled each other, and everyone else in the room buzzed with laughter.

“Steve. I first met you on the schoolyard in 1925. We were in first grade and you had managed to insult some of the other boys. Now, my father always taught me to stand up for myself and those who needed it. So I walked over to where you were getting taunted and punched Joseph Marshall square in the nose,” everyone let out a chuckle as Bucky recomposed himself “Little did I know I was signing on for a lifetime job of punching people square in the face for you. It is now 2019, and I have punched for you in every alleyway New York has to offer and in almost every country the world has to offer. I told you once that I was following that little guy from Brooklyn. I’ll always follow that little guy from Brooklyn. Frankly, I can’t imagine how my life would have gone had I not become your bodyguard at 7 years old, but I know it would’ve been a lot less action-packed. That being said, at 102, I’m glad you’re hanging up the suit because honestly, pal, my knuckles are ready for a break and I’m tired of following you to enemies. After 90 somethin’ years, I’m ready to follow you to peace. Happy Birthday Stevie, may this year be your 1946 after all this time.” Bucky raised his glass and the room followed. “To Steve!”

Everyone cheered and the lights returned as Bucky walked off stage and the band filed back out.

I walked around the room, mingling but still eyeing and feeling eyed by Bucky. We danced in circles, always avoiding, seeing who would break first, planning how it would go.

“Y/N? Holy shit it’s been a while.” I abandoned my task of watching the mysterious man and found Natasha in front of me.

She kept me occupied, talking about everything that had happened since we saw each other in Wakanda, and how her life has been coming into peace.

Throughout our conversation, I found my eyes wandering back to Bucky and I saw him and Steve standing over an empty table. On it lay war memorabilia, a picture of The Howling Commandos with Peggy Carter, and six filled pints. The pair gave a small salute to the table and then hugged each other.

Their tribute was cut short by the sound of the band playing In The Mood. The room grew louder as a jovial tone sang through the room, and the dance floor became packed.

“I’ll catch up with you later. I’m making Steve dance with me.” Natasha narrowed her eyes playfully and went to drag Steve onto the floor.

I made eye contact with Bucky and smirked. He walked over to me and when he reached me he stopped and held out his hand

“Care to dance, Ms...” he trailed off, waiting for me to finish his sentence.

“Y/N.” I supplied him as I placed my hand in his. “Yes, I would love to dance.” He escorted me to the dance floor and immediately picked up to the beat of the song.

We danced through In the Mood, Dream a Little Dream of Me and when the final note of Sentimental Journey played we broke apart. He gave me one last spin and leaned us down. With a small kiss to my hand, he hooked my arm in his, leading us out to the balcony.

“I feel like we have met before, your face is familiar.” He spoke offhandedly as he leaned against the rail. I shook my head, a smile tugging at my lips.

“That line won’t work on me. Sorry soldier.” I laughed while pushing down the brim of his cap slightly.

“It never has, just thought I’d try anyway.” He grinned and lit a cigarette, offering it to me. I took it, and he lit another, moving closer to me as he did so. We leaned on the railing silently, observing the city and each other, when he broke the silence.

“Steve and I grew up over in that direction. You can’t see it from here, but I remember being a kid and sneaking away to Manhattan to see everything. There was a cafe here on Park Avenue that we used to go to when we could.” His voice was lofty and I could tell he was lost in a different time, reliving the New York of his past. He gave a look in every direction, seeing it in a way I never could. When his eyes landed back on me he busted into a toothy grin, one that I had seen in old photos of Bucky.

The trumpet started back up again from inside and the melody that followed was one that near made me nostalgic for the past. He looked at me, and I saw a twinkle in his eye, one that I imagine the younger Bucky had often. He threw the remainder of his cigarette off of the side and went to the center of the balcony. He held out his hand, waiting for me to join him. I followed suit and walked over, letting the sound of It’s Been a Long Long Time wash over me.

I began to sing the lyrics as we swayed, the tune coming naturally. I hadn’t even realized until he joined in with me.

“You have a beautiful voice, Mr. Barnes.” I crooned as he spun me back into him. He gave a small blush as he bent me down for the finale. His cool metal hand made my skin raise where he brushed my arm and I gave a small shiver.

We pulled apart and I ran my hands through his medals and ribbons, lost in thought when he cleared his throat.

“Well Doll, this has been a pleasure, but I gotta get going. I hope I see you again soon.” He kissed my cheek and closed my fist around a piece of paper before tilting his cap and walking off.

I stood motionless and awestruck, wondering how he managed to sweep me so far off my feet. The small sliver of paper was digging into my tight fist and I opened it

‘See you around, Doll,’

I smiled at his handwriting and number scrawled on the bottom.

“Yes Mr. Barnes, you definitely will.”

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